Caught!

The stool was old and rough but Joseph had sat in the same spot all semester with no trouble. He was surprised to slide off the stool and find himself stuck!

He had tucked his polo shirt into his undies and the waistband of his tightie whities caught on a snag in the old stool. This wouldn't be a problem for most people, but the stool was a little over two and a half feet off the ground, and poor little Joseph was only five foot. He fell several inches before his feet hit the floor, wedging his underwear up between his skinny buttcheeks!

"Ouch!" Joseph exclaimed, scrambling to free himself. Several people were laughing. He heard a few camera shutters! He managed to free himself, not before ripping a large hole in his underpants. Fuck. He started to gather his things, leaving the painful wedgie in place rather than make a spectacle of stuffing his undies back into his khakis. The professor, a sweet older woman, caught him by the elbow on his way out. "Oh, Joey?"

He cringed. He hated being called Joey. Such a childish nickname! "Yes, Professor Peterson?"

"Let me fix those for you."

Joseph paused. It would be a humiliating thing to hand his underpants over to this woman, but he was on a shoestring budget, and had a limited amount of underwear.