Ah...the ol' wedgie. I get it, there's a perpetrator and victim- I liken it to a bullying situation. I recall 7th grade gym class locker room dynamic where jocks always bullied dweebs like me. It happened until I impulsively smashed a melamine lunch tray across his face during lunch - in front of a teacher so I wouldn't get the shit beaten out of me. A weeks worth of detention but totally worth it. There were no more wedgies after that. Same as rape? Nah, I don't think so.
I had a serious wedgie problem in highschool. No one was safe. #notrape