I have been pretty pathetic all my life.   The other day I was recounting stories for Nanna, telling her my embarassing stories from my middle-high school and college days.  I had told all these stories to my Mommy before, but Nanna said I should share them publicly.  So not sure where to begin.   I have always been a little weakling, whimp.  As of right now (now in my 30s) I am only 5'6" and weigh about 150lbs.  I was never athletic.  It is easy to say I was the stereotypical geek/nerd.  This of course made me easy targets for bullies of all kinds growing up.  It doesn't help that I was (and still am) painfully shy, espeacially around women/girls.  Anyway, some of my classic pathetic sissy stories from my youth. 

My Parents divorced during my 6th grade year and around the middle of my 7th grade year my mother remarried.  With this marriage I got a older Step-Sister.  Both my Mother and my Step-Father just flat out loved and spoiled my step-sister who was 4 years older than me.  My step-sister of course didn't like me one bit (and still doesn't).  Of course looking back on it, I can't blame her.  I was constantly spying on her and stealing her panties and other clothes (and jerking off in them etc).  To her I was a little freak and pervert (which she called me all the time).  She was perhaps the most physical of my bullies growing up.  She loved to just flat out beat me up until I was in tears.  Which she never got in trouble for,  I would get in trouble though for bothering her or starting the fight (my step-father constantly called me a faggot, especially after finding out I was stealing her panties etc).  During my 8th grade year my step-sister shared with just about every one that I would steal her panties and wear them.   After this I resisted the urge to steal her panties for a long time and things died down between us a little (I still stole her panties from time to time, but now I wouldn't soil them and place them in the dirty clothes pile so they wouldn't go missing etc.  I also still spyed on her, but she was extra careful and I still got caught from time to time). 

During my freshman year in high school I was picked on a lot by bullies at school.  One older boy, a Junior, gave me a wedgie so hard that he completely ripped my underwear from my body.  The same boy would later pick on me so bad that I pissed myself  and would be sent home.   Another group of boys locked me in a locker after gym class, wearing nothing but my underwear, until a teacher had to free me.  All the while my step-sister and I would continue our fucked up relationship this year as well.  She would verbaly insult/humiliate me in front of her friends at school.  Calling me names, telling everyone that I was a panty sniffer etc.  After this year she would graduate and move on to college.  Her and I would never really speak or see each other again.  She does still continue to visit my our parents, I do not.  There was only one time we both went home for thanksgiving, I felt like she should have appolgized for her treatment of me, but she felt like I was the one who should appologize and that I deserved my treatment (the sad part is, she was right and I was wrong).  

My sophomore year actually was a rather quiet year.  I still got picked on by the bullies, but nothing to crazy.  Well except the time I was given a "swirly" (were your head/face is shoved into the toliet, the toliet is flushed) after I tried to stand up for myself.  There was also the time when a girl just yelled at me and called me names when I was being nice to her (she was right I was in love with her), told me to leave her alone and stop following her around like a puppy dog.  But I started to learn to hide and keep to myself a lot better.

My most of my Junior year was also fairly quiet...well that is until the spring semester anyway.  I had been fairly successful at hiding and avoiding my bullies (not to mention my worst bullies had graduated and moved on, and the stories my step-sister had become distant memories).  I actually had a fairly good year.  With the exception of my success with the girls (which would become a major theme for my life).  I tired to flirt and get a girl-friend, but every time I got the "I like you as a friend" speech.  The "friend-zone" as so many people like to call it.  However, I was able to convince a rather nice girl (also from the lower level geek/nerd social status) to go out with me and we dated for several months.  This would be perhaps my only real girl-friend in my entire life.  However...then came one day, I was unable to avoid the bullies.  In all my wisdom, I had tried to play soccer, which I was terrible and really only sat the bench.  After practice one day, a couple of the guys were picking on me and my girlfriend, ask me if I had fucked her yet etc (I woud leave high school a virgin).  I tried once again (like an idiot) to stand up for myself.  I found myself in the locker room... wearing nothing but my tighty whity underwear... getting man handled, held and punched by 3 or 4 boys.  I pissed myself again, to howls of laughter.  They then tossed me into the showers (I had done a very good job until this point of avoiding the whole school shower thing) and that is when they discovered my little secret (yes I am talking about my small penis).  To my horror, things were not over,  I was quickly smuggled (wet and naked) out of the boys locker room and thrown into the girls locker room.   I was suspended from school for 3 days (even though it was not my fault), my girl friend broke up with me, but to make matters worse... I would be known as "peanut" for the rest of my high school days.  

My senior year would pass pretty much uneventufully.  I never got another girlfriend in high school.  I quit playing sports and trying to fit in with the more popular crowd.  I would hang out with my other nerd/geek friends on the weekends.  I avoided my bullies and was able to graduate high school with very high honors and move on to college (my nickname "peanut" was shouted out when I went to get my diploma at graduation), where I would have even more embarassing stories.  But I will save those for another post.

How about you!?  Do you have any embarassing stories from Middle/High School?  I would love to hear your stories.  Please share!!