A childhood game that most of us have experienced at some point. A sibling, friend or even a foe, would sneak up behind you and grab you by the shorts or underwear and give it a nice yank. Not the best experience, but definitely funny as long as you weren't the victim. For some it was the front wedgie, mostly a girl on girl thing. Pulling on the front band of the underwear to get them caught between the camel toe. This is the version my sister knew. So that's what she would try on me.
Being only 18 months older than her, when it was time she followed me to college. She had just turned 18 and she wanted to head out into the real world. I had an apartment and it made financial sense to let her move in and split the bills with her. Better than having to deal with strangers and the constant struggle of getting paid on time.
So playtime. We were very close growing up and had a pretty familiar circle of friends. We are playful and share a similar wicked sense of humor. We wrestled each other, played basketball and every once in a while tossing a football. Recently we both had a dating drought and just hung out at the apartment. Playtime was random and anything could trigger it and as of late, wedgies were her way of causing havoc on me. My sister would give me "front wedgies'' instead of pulling my underwear from behind. It always happened when she would "accidentally '' throw a blanket or something over my head, cover my eyes and go for the wedgie. I have a dirty mind so I just figured she was trying to get a peek in my underwear.
So one day I purposely laid on my bed with only shorts on and waited for the "unexpected" attack. As had been custom for the last few days on and off, she came into my room and threw my blanket over my head. I began to "struggle" as she tucked the blanket around my head and shoulders to keep it in place and reached down to pull on my underwear. Only this time she didn't find any. She pulled on the top of my shorts and I heard a gasp. She kept holding on and I could feel the cool air conditioned air engulfing my crotch and cooling off my balls. This meant she had a pretty good opening and was getting a full view of my cock and balls.
I sat there and pretended to struggle to get the blanket off my head. I took it off and laid back as she once again threw it over my head and put her arm over my head to hold it down. She reached back down and pulled on my shorts again, once again exposing my hardening cock. Her breathing was fast and hard both from trying to keep my head covered and the excitement of viewing my cock. I purposely would fake being overpowered, then miraculously would gain the upper hand and get free from her well timed and genius strategic hold on me; (sarcasm). I usually allowed this play for a few minutes, just enough time for me to get hard and enough time for her to get a few glimpses of my dick. But this time I allowed it to go on longer. I tossed her off of me, but she held onto the blanket and jumped back up covering my head. She straddled my right thigh, putting her knee up close to my balls. Once she covered me up again she reached down and pulled on my shorts again. This time her hand brushed against my cock, but I made no reaction to the touch, allowing her to continue thinking I was completely overwhelmed.
Her breathing increased, breathing rapidly through her nose. The moment was so erotic that I almost forgot to pretend to want to get released from her trap. I started raising my arms to pull the blanket from over me. She laid her body weight on mine and her thigh was now on my hard cock. She wiggled and struggled to cover me up again. She rubbed her thigh on my cock, I continued to not react. With all the movement my hard cock was now laying against my body and pointing towards my navel. I knew that once she reached down to try and pull on my shorts, she would first grab a handful of my cock. Her thigh pressing on my cock felt wonderful, especially with her struggling on top of me. All it would take would be some thigh on cock contact and I'm sure i would cum all over both of us.
I let her struggle a bit longer and then gave in to her covering me up once again. She quickly put her arm down and reached for my waistband but overshot and went lower. Her hand landed on my ballsack and she began dragging her hand upwards towards the waistband. Her hand moved slowly up my balls to the base of my cock, up its length, halfway up my shaft she found my waistband, the rest of my cock sticking way above it. She took hold of it without expecting it and grabbed my cock with the waistband. It happened so quickly, but in my mind it was deliciously in slow motion. She pulled up on the waistband while letting go of my extremely excited cock. Her breathing quickened ever further as the realization that she had gotten a hold of my cock connected with her brain. I couldn't see her face but I knew she was looking down at my crotch examining my trimmed pubic hair, outstretched cock and clean shaven balls. I allowed her to take it all in. With my excitement I involuntarily squeezed my pelvic muscles and my cock bounced up and down, her reaction was to gasp quietly. I was so lost in the moment, as was she, that I just laid there and enjoyed it.
I could smell my precum in the air and could only imagine the wetness growing between her legs. I let it go on for a few more moments and I began to free myself once again. This time I forced myself up and over and placed the blanket over her face and overpowered her. I put my weight on her making sure to push my hardened cock up against her upper left thigh and just above her waist. I pushed the blanket onto her face and my left forearm rubbed against her right breast. I put more emphasis on my hips to make sure to really dig my cock onto her body so that there was no mistaking what she could feel on her. I made small movements to give my cock a bit of pleasure. I felt the bottom of my shirt cover the upper half of my cock so I pulled it up exposing my head that was now leaking precum.
