I was with my 11-year-old brother and 10-year-old sister along with our parents vacationing out at lake Michigan for a few days for summer vacation. We were out swimming and my brother had been giving me a hard time whenever a hot guy would walk by. I decided that next time he did it, he'd pay the penalty! Well, as I'm sure you assumed, he DID do it again, and I decided that I'd get even. Now at this point I should tell you, if you've ever been swimming before, you know that when you wear swimming trunks if you jump in right away or if your trunks are really baggy, air will build up in the pockets. My brother had this happen to him before and said he hated it because you looked stupid if you kept it like that and if you squeezed the air out, it looks like you farted. Trying to combat this, my brother stuffed a lot of pebbles and small rocks into his pockets trying to keep the bagginess and air holes to a minimum. Well, I decided for my revenge, I'd just pants my brother really quick, and he'd learn his lesson. However, when I pantsed him, the rocks in his shorts acted like an anchor, and they slid right off him all the way to the bottom of the lake. His face turned white as a sheet, and I, not yet aware of his situation, just laughed at him and said, "notice anything missing?" He said, "My swimtrunks fell to the bottom of the lake, you bitch!" I thought he was trying to trick me to get him back, so I didn't listen, but he didn't move, and kept trying to keep his distance from Sarah (my sister) and I. I still thought he was playing and said, "well I'm going back to the house, come on Adam!" Adam squealed "No!" and started backing away. "I can't leave without you or mom will get mad! Let's go!" He still held to his story, and not believing him, I thought I'd show he was lying. I swam over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, lifting him into the air. I quickly saw he wasn't lying and turned red as a beet as Adam squirmed and pleaded with me to release him. I quickly sat him back down and apologized. He turned 7 different shades of crimson, then quietly asked "what do I do now?" "Let's go to the shoreline, and you can stay there while I grab you a towel", I told him. Unfortunately, he couldn't come that close to the line before the sunshine made the water transparent and everyone could see him. He refused to go close enough, but I couldn't bring the towel out to him because the water getting on the towel would ruin mom's new car and she'd have a fit! Finally, I told him he'd have to swallow his pride just a little bit and swim up to the shore. I told him to try holding each side with a hand, but he said it didn't cover it all, so I told him to cover his front with both hands and sit on his butt to keep covered until I got back to him with a towel. He still wasn't high on the idea, but he knew there was no other way. "I'm gonna get you for this, Cindy!" he said. I told him that if he felt that way he could get his own towel. Sarah just kept giggling about having seen Adam's "pee-wee pee pee" and was no help at all. Adam quietly sulked, sighed and apologized. I then swam back to our setup and grabbed Adam's towel as he sat on his but covering his front as we discussed. Sarah was still torturing him. Suddenly, I remembered the reason I pansted him in the first place and decided to make sure that never happened again before I helped him. I walked up to Adam, just out of his reach, and started teasing him with the towel, holding it just in front of him, then pulling it away. He begged a bit, and then I told him, "I remember why I pansted you in the first place, and you SHOULD learn your lesson..." I started walking away, and he said "I've learned my lesson, Cindy! Please don't leave!" I kept walking away, I was about 300 feet away when he screamed at the top of his lungs "Please don't do this! I promise I'll never do anything to intentionally embarrass you again! I swear!" I kept walking for just a minute more, to make sure the full effect sat in. Sarah told me he was actually crying from embarrassment when I walked away. I felt he had been through enough, so I walked back, and stood by him and said "PROMISE ME you won't do anything like that again, and you can have a towel." He sobbed a bit under his breath, nodded and stuck out his hand. "I didn't say to nod, I said promise me." He sucked down some air, whispered "I promise", and I sat the towel down just out of his reach, making sure that he'd have to get up in front of everybody at LEAST once to teach him his lesson. He sat for a while, then I said, "Well if you're not going to take it..." and leaned over to take it back, which sprung him to full attention! He jumped out of the water as fast as he could, sprinting to the land, parts flapping and dangling in the breeze, and picked up the towel, wrapped it around himself, then ran as quickly as he could to leave. I know some people would say I was too hard on him, but I gotta admit, it was fun! It's not like I was getting off on seeing him naked or anything, but I WAS getting off on watching him squirm! And it's not like he didn't do his damndest to embarrass me.