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Subject: STORY: Frat Games
Date: 7 Jul 1994 23:06:39 -0700
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"Pledge Games"
Excerpted from "Swat Patrol"
by Bruce Duncan Ross
Copyright (c) 1994 by Bruce Duncan Ross
All Rights Reserved
At 11 P.M. Friday night, four weeks after beginning pledge
training, the twenty pledges assemble, as ordered, in the
basement hall. Twenty pledges now as three have wimped out
and de-pledged, unable to take the training the Bro's dished
out. The assembled pledges are wearing the requisite
uniform, jockstraps and gym shorts. They also have brought
along a carrot and a tube of K-Y jelly. Several pledges
have attempted to find out what the carrot is used for but
to no avail. None of the Bros will talk. As usual, Byron
enters from the side door and blows his whistle. He
announces that this will be the final Line-Up before
initiation. Many of the Actives will be in attendance
tonight to assess the desirability of the pledges and to
make sure that no buttheads are left in the class, three
buttheads having already been eliminated. Byron tells the
pledges that they are to enter the Pledge Training Chamber
and are to deposit their carrots in the bin next to the door
as they go in. The doors swing open as the dreaded Swat
Patrol members, Ken and Charley, wave the pledges in with
their all too familiar paddles. The pledges file into the
chamber and toss their carrots into the bin. Ken forms the
pledges into a line down the center of the room. After the
pledges enter, thirty or so Actives follow and stand at the
side of the big room Each pledge clutches his tube of K-Y
and wonders, silently, what he will have to do with it.
Several sphincter muscles in the pledge class tighten at the
thought. Byron shuts the big double doors with a thud and
walks to the front of the room. He tells the pledges that
tonight is going to be a fun night for everyone. Games will
be played and all will have a good time. Several of the
Actives laugh, remembering their "Games Nights".
The first game, Byron announces, is called "Hide -the-
Carrot". He asks for a volunteer to come forward to
demonstrate the game. Bill, the main contender for Most
Paddled Pledge, steps forward. Byron tells Bill to drop his
shorts and remove them. Bill does this and Byron reaches
for them. He puts the shorts on Bill's head as a sort-of
hat. Snickers are heard round the room. Next Byron tells
Bill to get in the Eagled position. Bill walks to the wall
and places his hands flat against it. He spreads his legs
wide and backs up so that his butt is sticking way out.
"Eagled, Sir!" Bill announces. Even today, Bill's butt has
fresh, red swat marks left by a very recent Swat Patrol
session.
Byron picks up two carrots from the bin, a large one and a
small one. "The object of the game", Byron says, "is to
perform twenty-five jumping jacks while holding a carrot up
your asshole."
Some of the pledges grumble at this and Byron blows his
whistle for silence. Byron says that there are ways around
it. First, the pledge who picks the biggest carrot from the
bin will be excused from the game. Secondly, the pledges
may use as much of their K-Y jelly as they want to lube the
carrot. Sounds good, some of the pledges think. However,
Byron continues, if the carrot falls out during exercising,
the pledge will have to begin again and he will receive the
number of swats equal to the number of pledges still doing
their twenty-five jumping jacks. So, the bigger the carrot
and the less K-Y used, the better. Byron holds up the big
carrot and walks over to Bill. He spreads Bill's butt
cheeks and holds the end of the carrot against Bill's
asshole.
"This is where you insert the carrot," Byron grins. He
pokes Bill's asshole and Bill's muscles tense. Let's watch
as Bill demonstrates, says Byron. He hands Bill the carrot
and tells him to lube up and insert. Bill takes the carrot
and picks up his tube of K-Y from the floor. He squirts a
good amount of jelly on the carrot and then rubs it around.
With his butt to the room, he gingerly presses the end of
the carrot against his asshole. He keeps pressing and
rotates the carrot. It begins to slide in and Bill
grimaces. When the carrot is half in, Bill stops.
"Clamp down on the carrot, Butthead, and do five jumping
jacks," Byron orders.
Bill does three exercises before the carrot shoots from his
butt to the floor. Everyone laughs and Bill looks around
sheepishly.
"You asswipes think that's funny, do you? We'll see how
funny it is: drop those shorts and get pledged! Do it!
Brother Charley and I will give you all three betas to show
you how funny it is."
The crack of wood against jock-strap framed butt skin
silences the snickering pledges as Byron and Charley move
down the line of bent over pledges applying the swats.
"O.K., buttholes, pull those shorts back up and pay
attention." Byron tells the pledges that Bill used too much
K-Y. Bill is told to return to his place in the line which
is then turned and the pledges are led to the carrot bin.
Unknown to the pledges, during Bill's demonstration, Ken had
added twenty extra large carrots to the bin. Thus the
pledges faced a dilemma when choosing their carrot: which
one is the largest? They each grab a carrot and return to
the line. Byron tells them to hold their carrot out in
front. He goes down the line inspecting carrots. He
decides that Kirk's is the biggest so he excuses Kirk who
stands in the back with the Actives. He then announces that
the pledge with the smallest carrot will get Kirk's carrot.
Good ole Bill has the smallest so he is given Kirk's nice
fat, long carrot. Bill grimaces at the thought. Byron
tells the pledges to remove their shorts and jockstraps.
They are to put their jocks around their necks and their
shorts on top of their heads. Nineteen good-looking,
muscular freshmen pledges, naked, with their jocks and gym
shorts as head decoration is quite a sight and the assembled
Actives make their appreciation known in the form of
whistles and cat-calls. Byron tells the pledges to lube up
and the pledges put K-Y on their carrots. Byron announces
"Insert" and the pledge line undulates as nineteen bare-
assed guys try to stick carrots up their butts. It takes a
couple of minutes but soon all are facing forward again.
The Actives in back are treated to the sight of nineteen
sets of butt cheeks clamped tightly around nineteen carrots.
The whistle blows and the jumping jacks begin. Immediately
the thud of a carrot falling is heard. Ken pulls the pledge
back and paddles his butt eighteen times then tells him to
start over. The first pledge to finish is Jeff who has
managed to keep his butt clamped around his carrot. Ron is
up to eighteen and feels his carrot slipping out. 19. 20.
At 21 the carrot falls. Charley pulls Ron out of line,
bends him over and swats his ass nine times for the nine
pledges still exercising. Ron returns to the line,
reinserts his carrot up his now hot butt and starts his
jumping jacks over again. Ron hears his Big Bro Bruce
behind him shout "Go Ron, shake that butt!" During the
previous four weeks of pledging Ron has had to bare his butt
for Bruce many times and so having Bruce see him this way is
no longer embarrassing. At least Bruce wasn't applying
discipline to his butt this time.
Bill is still jumping. His carrot has fallen out four times
and his butt is now beet red. But Bill is used to that
being the paddled-butt champ of the pledge class. Soon all
pledges are finished. They stand in the center of the room,
their naked butts showing varying degrees of paddling.
Byron blows his whistle and tells the pledges to divide into
two groups. Ken takes one group to one end of the chamber
and Charley takes the other group the opposite way. Byron
produces two martini glasses and two bowls of stuffed
olives. Byron announces the "Crabwalk". Each team will
transport ten olives from one end of the room to the other
and deposit the olives in the martini glasses as the other
end. However, no hand may touch an olive. The olives will
be dumped from the bowls onto the concrete floor and then
the pledges will squat down and pick up the olives in their
butt cracks and "crabwalk" them across the floor and drop
them into the glass. The winning team gets to swat the
losing team's butts ten times. Groans are heard from the
pledges but the Actives laugh. The pledges, still naked
from the carrot game, with their butts still lubed up, are a
sorry sight. Ken and Charley take the bowls of olives and
dump them out on the floor in front of each team. Byron
blows his whistle and twenty naked pledges try to pick
twenty scattered olives up with their butts. Chaos ensues
with lots of slipping and sliding around. Pretty soon,
pledges can be seen "crabwalking" across the floor, their
balls jiggling and the college-boy cocks flopping back and
forth. The first olive to make it to a glass is carried by
the butt of Dave. Dave managed to find an olive that had
rolled away from the frenzy of naked bodies and had
successfully clamped his butt around it and walked it to the
other side, dodging opposing team members who were coming
his way.
Ten minutes later, Dave's team is declared the winner and
they cheer. The opposing team, including Kirk and Bill,
looks dejected. Charley herds the losers to the middle of
the room. He bends the first pledge, Kirk, over. He takes
another pledge and puts him right in back of Kirk and bends
him over Kirk's back. Charley does this to the other eight
losers until he has a compact line, each naked guy bent
over the back of the guy in front. Ken brings the winners
to the back of the paddling line and gives Dave a paddle.
Each winner gets to swat each loser once. The winners line
up and Dave leads off. Dave, not much into paddling, gives
the bent-over butt in front of him a ritual swat and hands
the paddle to the guy behind him. In this way all ten
winners get a swat at the last loser's butt. After the
tenth swat, Charley takes the paddled loser to the front of
the loser's line and bends him over so that his butt is now
against Kirk's crotch. Kirk pretends to be excited and
playfully grinds his crotch into the newly hot butt in front
of him. The Actives laugh. As the paddling progresses,
Actives are making remarks such as "Paddle him harder!";
"Swat that butt!"; "Hit a home run!" The winning pledges
respond with enthusiastic swats as the rotation continues.
When Bill's butt is up, the winners seems to take pride in
hitting it hard. The crack of paddle against buttocks
echoes through the large room. Soon the paddling is
completed and the line of paddled losers is told to show
their butts to the Actives. The losers turn sideways and
the Actives shout their approval at the bright red butts in
front of them.
The pledges are told to pile their jocks and shorts in the
corner and to gather in their respective teams in front of
two tables that are placed twenty feet apart in the middle
of the room. Ken appears from the side room with a case of
corn flakes. He and Charley open the boxes of corn flakes
and spread them over the concrete floor in the space between
the two tables. Ken brings out a rope and throws the other
end to Charley. They place the rope down the center of the
corn flake area dividing it into two equal sections. Byron
places on each table two one-gallon jugs of pancake syrup.
The pledges have looks of bewilderment on their faces as
they stand there naked waiting for Byron to tell them what
to do next. Byron blows his whistle for silence and takes
his place at the edge of the corn flake area. He tells the
pledges that they are going to have to clean up the corn
flakes. But not the conventional way. They are to pour
syrup on their bodies and roll through the corn flakes thus
picking them up. The team that picks up all the flakes on
its side wins. The losers get paddled.
Ron eyes the gallon jugs of syrup and shudders. Byron
raises his hand and swiftly brings it down in a signal to
begin. Steve, one of the jocks on Ron's team, grabs a
gallon of syrup and dumps it over another guy's shoulders
Someone else grabs the other jug and begins pouring it on
Ron. As the syrup slides down Ron's back and enters his
butt crack, Ron's shoulders shake. Then down the front.
The thick syrup reaches Ron's dick and slides along it to
the end where it drips off on the floor. Ron begins rubbing
the syrup around to coat his body. The opposing team
already has a naked, syrup coated pledge on the floor,
rolling in the corn flakes. Ron kneels and begins rolling
too. The crunch of corn flakes is loud as they prick his
skin and stick to his syrup coated limbs. Ron feels his
dick stiffen as corn flakes stick to his cock, balls, and
pubic hair. Pretty soon, Ron's body is covered in cereal
and he gets to his feet and stands to the side. Already
three other pledges are in the corn flakes from Ron's team.
The Actives are cheering from the side, pointing at cereal-
coated dicks and butts and laughing. Within minutes, Ron's
team has cleaned up the cereal in their area and Byron
declares them the winners.
Ken tells the losing team to form a huddle. Charley hands
out ten paddles to Ron's team and instructs them to stand in
paddling position behind the huddled losing team. The
winners get one swat per butt and will move around the
circle counter-clockwise. Byron signals to begin with his
whistle and paddles swing as wood hits corn flakes and
syrup. In a couple of swats, the cereal stuck to the butts
is pulverized. The paddles are sticky and begin to
accumulate corn flakes. As the paddling wheel turns. the
butt spanking gets messy with cereal and syrup flying with
each swat. The Actives are all laughing watching the corn
flake clad pledges paddle each other.
The tenth swat cracks the air as red, sticky butt cheeks
contract in reaction to the sting of the paddle.
Byron concludes the training session by telling the pledges
to hit the showers and then return to clean up the mess.
Pledges grumble but head for the showers as Actives go back
upstairs.
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