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It was established on christmas of 2020 that if his behaviour did not improve then he would be receiving coal the following year, but stereotypical jock Flash thought that now he'd be in college his dad would have no way of knowing, he was very wrong.

His dad Mike was no idiot, he had the social media Flash thought he didn’t, and saw the posts Flash had assumed would never meet his fathers eye. The things he saw brought him back to his youth, do people still give wedgies? Mike thought those had died out years ago, but apparently his son still did, and a lot of them too. He conjured up a plan to show him how it was done.

Flash was none the wiser Christmas morning when his dad presented him his gifts, the first he opened contained a pack of tighty whities, the kind his victims would wear, they shared a laugh at the gag gift, and when his father told him to wear them while opening the rest he thought nothing of it, even wearing only them and a pair of socks, surprising Mike. Flash thought it was a bit of fun, plus it was just the two of them.

The next few gifts contained things that gave the impression that they were random items gathered around the house, Flash concluded his dad must he leading up to something, and he was very right. The last gift contained a screenshot of his socials where he posted his bullying endeavours, and he felt his heart stop. As he turned to his dad, confused, Mike showed him the images he had taken on his phone of Flash in his tighty whities, “you’re gonna get a taste of your own medicine”.

His heart rate rose exponentially, “Dad you cannot post those! My reputation would be ruined”. “I won’t, on the condition that you do as I say and take your punishment like a man”, Flash couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but having embarrassing pictures of him posted for the entire internet to see was a whole lot worse than a mild punishment from his dad, but he was very wrong in the assumption it would be mild.

Mike made it clear Flash’s punishment would last the entirity of the christmas season, and would return next time he came home from college if he didn’t change. Flash reluctantly accepted this, and the terms that follow, he was to wear only underwear and socks at home, unless there was a visitor, his underwear must only be tighty whities, he must accept a wedgie whenever his dad sees fit, and will likely be left with permanent ones under his clothes when visitors came.

After these terms were made clear, he was ordered to put his head between his fathers legs and wait, the piledriver. This whole ordeal wouldn’t be so bad if Mike hadn’t done extensive research, he now knew every wedgie possible, and fully intended to give them all to Flash, all the while taking pictures, extending his collection.

Flash waited for minutes building up fear until his father finally striked, but it wasn't what he expected, Mike pulled very slowly. The legholes rised and rised until eventually his entire pale white ass was on display, "you need some more colour on these boy" *SMACK*. Flash's cheeks jiggled and he yelped, but he accepted it, for he knew he had no choice.

The wedgie lasted a while, Mike wanted this to leave an impression, and he wasn't done yet, he continued pulling until he felt the whities were stretched enough, all the while tightening around Flash's balls, and putting extreme pressure on his ass. When Mike let Flash out of his legs but still had a grip on the undies, he knew what he wanted, and obediently tilted his head back into them.

Mike pulled them down over his eyes and hooked them on his nose, Flash had expected the chin but Mike had other ideas. After hearing a few minutes of what he could only assume was undressing, Flash was ordered to open wide. This shocked him, he knew what that meant for him, and couldn't believe his own father would go there, but he still obeyed. Mike stuffed his sons mouth with his undies, tighty whities specifically, which he secretely wore. The taste was horrible, Flash could tell his dad had put these undies through days of use in preperation for this. Shortly after a santa hat was put on his head, and he got on his hands and knees for a photoshoot.

As well as being kept on his phone, Mike decided he would print out the photos he took and put them up as a display in Flash's room for the christmas period, as a reminder of what he was, his father's wedgie bitch.

After getting the photos he needed, he removed Flash's wedgie, but kept the undies in his mouth. Flash was shocked to see his father wearing tighty whities, but wouldn't dare speak up even if he could. While he was shown the pictures he couldn't help but admire his body, especially his ass. He took great pride in it, and knew he looked better in an atomic wedgie than anyone else he knew could, as strange as that sounds.

"As great as that ass looks son, it needs some more colour, so what's it gonna be, spanked red or tan?" "an...an!" Flash muttered through the gag, it'd been years since he was last spanked on his 15th birthday, and he didn't intend to receive another ever again. Mike was hoping for this answer.

10 minutes later Flash found himself hanging by his legholes from his dad's balcony, ass facing the sun. Quite possibly the most humiliating position he could ever be found in. Luckily for him this balcony couldn't be seen by anyone else, Mike valued privacy, and wasn't that cruel, but even hearing other people down the street made flash feel deeply embarrassed. Mike used his drone to get some good shots, this was bound to be a great addition to the wall of wedgies. Once he had gotten the shots he needed he went inside and set a timer for one hour, then fell asleep, what he hadn't realised was the ringer was off, and that timer would not wake him. It was a good thing he lathered flash with factor 50 before he hung him up!

When he finally woke the time read 5:03 pm, it had been 4 hours since he fell asleep! He cackled at the sight of his son still hanging off his balcony after all this time. Once he lifted him up he realised Flash had kept in the undie gag the entire time, this made him feel very proud of his son. "Since you've been such a good boy and kept your gag in, you can spend the rest of the day wedgie-free, and I won't make you sleep in one" he held out his hand and let Flash spit out the gag "thank you dad" "call me sir" "yes sir, thank you sir".

They spent the rest of christmas day just chilling and watching movies together. It was nice, and them both only wearing tighty whities somehow made it better. "I can see why you always wear these sir, they're quite comfortable... when they're not wedged up my ass anyway" Mike chuckled. "Savour the feeling because tomorrow theres more wedgies to come" Flash shuddered at this, but he wouldn't let it ruin his mood, it's nice to spend time with his dad, even if he was dominating him.

Description
It was established on christmas of 2020 that if his behaviour did not improve then he would be receiving coal the following year, but stereotypical jock Flash thought that now he'd be in college his dad would have no way of knowing, he was very wrong.

His dad Mike was no idiot, he had the social media Flash thought he didn’t, and saw the posts Flash had assumed would never meet his fathers eye. The things he saw brought him back to his youth, do people still give wedgies? Mike thought those had died out years ago, but apparently his son still did, and a lot of them too. He conjured up a plan to show him how it was done.

Flash was none the wiser Christmas morning when his dad presented him his gifts, the first he opened contained a pack of tighty whities, the kind his victims would wear, they shared a laugh at the gag gift, and when his father told him to wear them while opening the rest he thought nothing of it, even wearing only them and a pair of socks, surprising Mike. Flash thought it was a bit of fun, plus it was just the two of them.

The next few gifts contained things that gave the impression that they were random items gathered around the house, Flash concluded his dad must he leading up to something, and he was very right. The last gift contained a screenshot of his socials where he posted his bullying endeavours, and he felt his heart stop. As he turned to his dad, confused, Mike showed him the images he had taken on his phone of Flash in his tighty whities, “you’re gonna get a taste of your own medicine”.

His heart rate rose exponentially, “Dad you cannot post those! My reputation would be ruined”. “I won’t, on the condition that you do as I say and take your punishment like a man”, Flash couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but having embarrassing pictures of him posted for the entire internet to see was a whole lot worse than a mild punishment from his dad, but he was very wrong in the assumption it would be mild.

Mike made it clear Flash’s punishment would last the entirity of the christmas season, and would return next time he came home from college if he didn’t change. Flash reluctantly accepted this, and the terms that follow, he was to wear only underwear and socks at home, unless there was a visitor, his underwear must only be tighty whities, he must accept a wedgie whenever his dad sees fit, and will likely be left with permanent ones under his clothes when visitors came.

After these terms were made clear, he was ordered to put his head between his fathers legs and wait, the piledriver. This whole ordeal wouldn’t be so bad if Mike hadn’t done extensive research, he now knew every wedgie possible, and fully intended to give them all to Flash, all the while taking pictures, extending his collection.

Flash waited for minutes building up fear until his father finally striked, but it wasn't what he expected, Mike pulled very slowly. The legholes rised and rised until eventually his entire pale white ass was on display, "you need some more colour on these boy" *SMACK*. Flash's cheeks jiggled and he yelped, but he accepted it, for he knew he had no choice.

The wedgie lasted a while, Mike wanted this to leave an impression, and he wasn't done yet, he continued pulling until he felt the whities were stretched enough, all the while tightening around Flash's balls, and putting extreme pressure on his ass. When Mike let Flash out of his legs but still had a grip on the undies, he knew what he wanted, and obediently tilted his head back into them.

Mike pulled them down over his eyes and hooked them on his nose, Flash had expected the chin but Mike had other ideas. After hearing a few minutes of what he could only assume was undressing, Flash was ordered to open wide. This shocked him, he knew what that meant for him, and couldn't believe his own father would go there, but he still obeyed. Mike stuffed his sons mouth with his undies, tighty whities specifically, which he secretely wore. The taste was horrible, Flash could tell his dad had put these undies through days of use in preperation for this. Shortly after a santa hat was put on his head, and he got on his hands and knees for a photoshoot.

As well as being kept on his phone, Mike decided he would print out the photos he took and put them up as a display in Flash's room for the christmas period, as a reminder of what he was, his father's wedgie bitch.

After getting the photos he needed, he removed Flash's wedgie, but kept the undies in his mouth. Flash was shocked to see his father wearing tighty whities, but wouldn't dare speak up even if he could. While he was shown the pictures he couldn't help but admire his body, especially his ass. He took great pride in it, and knew he looked better in an atomic wedgie than anyone else he knew could, as strange as that sounds.

"As great as that ass looks son, it needs some more colour, so what's it gonna be, spanked red or tan?" "an...an!" Flash muttered through the gag, it'd been years since he was last spanked on his 15th birthday, and he didn't intend to receive another ever again. Mike was hoping for this answer.

10 minutes later Flash found himself hanging by his legholes from his dad's balcony, ass facing the sun. Quite possibly the most humiliating position he could ever be found in. Luckily for him this balcony couldn't be seen by anyone else, Mike valued privacy, and wasn't that cruel, but even hearing other people down the street made flash feel deeply embarrassed. Mike used his drone to get some good shots, this was bound to be a great addition to the wall of wedgies. Once he had gotten the shots he needed he went inside and set a timer for one hour, then fell asleep, what he hadn't realised was the ringer was off, and that timer would not wake him. It was a good thing he lathered flash with factor 50 before he hung him up!

When he finally woke the time read 5:03 pm, it had been 4 hours since he fell asleep! He cackled at the sight of his son still hanging off his balcony after all this time. Once he lifted him up he realised Flash had kept in the undie gag the entire time, this made him feel very proud of his son. "Since you've been such a good boy and kept your gag in, you can spend the rest of the day wedgie-free, and I won't make you sleep in one" he held out his hand and let Flash spit out the gag "thank you dad" "call me sir" "yes sir, thank you sir".

They spent the rest of christmas day just chilling and watching movies together. It was nice, and them both only wearing tighty whities somehow made it better. "I can see why you always wear these sir, they're quite comfortable... when they're not wedged up my ass anyway" Mike chuckled. "Savour the feeling because tomorrow theres more wedgies to come" Flash shuddered at this, but he wouldn't let it ruin his mood, it's nice to spend time with his dad, even if he was dominating him.