ear, as was his son, and they both had their arms around one another. Brad was dressed in a maroon graduation gown and his father was dressed in tan khakis and a navy blazer. They were in front of the house.

Brad remembered this photo and this day well. Just two hours after this picture was taken, the smile that illuminated his father’s face would be replaced by a look of rage. Brad sat back and remembered the day in vivid detail. It was his high school graduation. He, Grant, Jason and Nick had all planned to moon the audience at graduation. They all agreed that they would wear nothing under their gowns but black jock straps. They planned to do this at the start of the ceremony. When Jason gave the signal they would all turn their backs to the crowd, lift up their graduation gowns and give their family and friends a shoot of their jock clad buns.

The ceremony was being held out on the football field on a bright spring day. The field was full of friends and loved ones as the graduates took the stage. The time came and Jason gave the signal. However, what Brad was unaware of was the fact that his buddies had set him up. Brad turned and lifted his gown bending slightly at the waist and sticking his fat ass out for all to see. He started shaking his plump rump at the crowd. Then he realized that he was the only one doing it. Grant, Nick and Jason were all standing there facing the crowd, looking at Brad and laughing. That's when it hit him. His buddies had set him up. He felt like a fool. His face reddened as he now somehow felt embarrassed at being the only one mooning.

Everything from that point on happened so fast. He heard cat calls and cheers from the crowd, mixed with outrage. He heard things like, "That is one massive butt!" and "Look at the way it spills out of that jock!" Mr. Arden, the principal, stood up and tried to quiet the crowd. Then from out of nowhere Brad felt a hand on his arm. "Bradley Tomkins!" bellowed Mr. Lawrence, his school’s angry disciplinary assistant principal, as he yanked Brad down off the stage.

As Mr. Lawrence dragged his son off the stage and through the crowded football field somehow the hem of Brad's gown got caught up in the waistband of his black jock strap. So, as Brad was literally dragged through the crowd by his irate assistant principal, his over stuffed ass was bared and visible to all.

As the two made their way through the crowd, Brad heard more talk about his massive rear. Things like "Way too large!" and "Looks like the leg bands on that jock may give out!" Brad felt a hand graze his bare buns as he was dragged through. He turned to see the smiling face of his art teacher, Mr. Henson. Mr. Lawrence dragged Brad into the school building and down the hall. His gown still caught up in his jock and his huge ass mounds on display. Brad was led into the boy’s bathroom where his principal began to lecture him on being irresponsible and acting like a child.

"Today is your high school graduation, Brad! You’re 18 years old. You’re not a child anymore. You need to act like a man!!"

Brad hung his head, "I'm sorry, sir."

"Sorry doesn't cut it