College Caper

WARNING:

This story contains sexual acts between college age men. If this is not to your tastes, and/or is illegal in your area please do not read any further.

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College Caper (MM, bd, sm, anal, whipping, cbt, initiation) Chapter 4

Weekend With The Pledges (This particular chapter has less fantasy. Many of the events depicted here actually happened)

REVIEW NOTES: Since there has been some intervening action in the story, I am providing a quick review of the events related to the pledges. - I am 40 years old, live across the street from the Phi Sig house and party with the brothers regularly. They made me an honorary brother. I was also a Pledgemaster when I was in college. - On this weekend the brothers are all going out of town and through a wondrous quirk of fate the pledges have been turned over to me for a long weekend. - I have a manor house in the country with a very complete dungeon.

What follows are the brief descriptions of the pledges, including some information I learned from the brothers:

Todd 19 years old, dark hair, glasses that made him look intellectual. Slender body with a narrow waist and a little hair on his chest and a very thick bush. He was also a real party animal who believed in living life to the fullest. He wanted to try everything at least once.

Jim 18 years old, Sandy brown hair, with dark hair on his chest. A well proportioned build but not overly muscular. He liked to swim to keep fit when not playing lacrosse. Jim was also the intellectual type. When he wore his glasses he looked like a braniac geek.

Brad 18 years old, light brown hair, 5'8" with a heavy bush, but a minimal amount of hair on the rest of his body. Without question one of the most handsome guys on the planet. He took pride in his body and worked out constantly. He looked like the famous statue, "David".

Jared 18 years old. Blond haired blue eyed with a well proportioned body. He looked like a 16 year old, with rosy cheeks that would remain with him for many years to come. His smooth body did not display much in the muscle department, but he was actually very athletic.

Brian 23 years old. Short blond hair, green eyes with a slight, but well developed body. Older than most freshman due to the fact that he served four years in the Marine Corps prior to entering college.

Steve 19 years old. Light brown hair and warm brown eyes. He was built to play rough and tumble sports. His body was well defined and solid with a 32 inch waist. His abs were the envy of every guy on every team he played on. Besides lacrosse, he loved to play rugby, the British sport recently added to the college sports program because he enjoyed the hard-hitting physical contact.

And that concludes the review!

The Weekend Prologue

It was mid afternoon on Friday. I was sitting in my office, reviewing my plans for the weekend. Everything was ready to go, both here and at the Manor House in the country. I looked at the sheets of paper with the instructions for the Pledges. Then folded them, slipped them into the envelope and sealed it.

The pledges would be gathered at the Phi Sig house and would be waiting for these instructions to be delivered at 6:00 pm. I had made arrangements for one of my workers to deliver the envelope at that time.

As I reveled in hot thoughts of what lay ahead, I briefly reflected on some of the important attributes that would make all this possible.

The Phi Sigs were truly an elite group. It was the "Who's Who" Fraternity of

the University. Included among its ranks were all the best athletes and student leaders. So there was naturally a great incentive for these six guys to complete their pledge period.

But there was also something else. Most fraternities have their share of ritualistic ceremonies during which pledges become TRUE brothers and swear their loyalty to their fellow brothers, yada, yada, yada. With the Phi Sigs there was something else.

Very early in the process, the potential pledges learn about the Phi Sig's policy of absolute tolerance and acceptance. They don't pull any punches. If you are to be a Phi Sig, you will be accepting of all others. This includes sexuality. It you could not accept a brother who was different than you in terms of sexual orientation, you should not be a Phi Sig.

The potential pledges all knew to expect some sexual challenges during the pledge period (probably a lot, most concluded). They had all agreed to undergo these challenges without regard to their own sexual preferences.

Earlier in the semester, I knew that all six of these guys had gone through the "Opening" ritual. During this ceremony, the pledges sat naked in a semi-circle, in a clearing deep in the woods. A lone candle burned in front of them.

One by one, each stood up, walked to the candle, picked it up and knelt facing his pledge brothers. He then revealed to them all there was to know about his sexuality. The pledge brothers asked questions, and when all were satisfied that he had been open and truthful, he returned to his seat on the ground, and another walked to the candle.

By the time the ritual was over, the pledge brothers knew from where each was coming and there were no hidden concerns, suspicions or agenda's. 'No wonder, the Phi Sigs seemed so loyal to each other, they really knew and accepted each other and didn't have to play games,' I thought to myself.

This particular group of pledges was exceptional and promised to be a lot of fun to put through their paces. I finished the last items of paperwork and then headed out to pick up some last minute items.

Friday Evening

It was just before 6:00 pm and all six Phi Sig pledges waited in the living room of the fraternity house. Dressed in an assortment of typical college age clothes, torn jeans here, cargo pants there, and so on, they lounged around the room waiting.

They were very quiet as they glanced at each other and listened for any sound that would indicate their sealed instructions were being delivered. Despite the fact they had some general idea of what to expect, they all assumed that things were going to be tougher and more challenging then anything before. And they were right.

When a knock echoed through the hall at exactly 6:00 pm, they jumped to their feet. Steve motioned for the others to wait. He went to the door, opened it and found no one there. He looked down and saw an envelope. It was labeled simply, "Pledges". Steve picked it up and hurried back to the living room.

They all gathered round and just stared at the envelope. Finally Brad chimed in, "Come on guys, it's we know we're gonna do it, just open it."

Steve tore it open, pulled out several pieces of paper, unfolded them and immediately started to read out loud.

"PHI SIG PLEDGES

Your weekend of challenges begins with the opening of these instructions. What follows is a list of orders and commands that you will complete exactly as described, and in the order they are listed. Like some tests in school, you will NOT read ahead. You must complete one command before reading the next.

If you are to complete this weekend successfully, you will need to work together. You will also find that you will be called upon to compete against each other in various ways. In each of these competitions you will DO YOUR VERY BEST, individually or as a team. If there is any indication that you are not competing to your fullest potential, your fellow pledges will receive a penalty.

I am a Special Master of Pledges. In addition to the orders contained in these pages, you will follow all other orders given to you for the rest of this long weekend, without question or argument.

I know each of you very well and know you are all quite bright. By now, you should all have a pretty good idea of what is ahead of you. There are some fears and some fantasies, most of which you will be required to face.

If any of you feel you cannot face these challenges, you may withdraw now and return to your dorm room. Talk among yourselves about it. When you have each made your decision, you will proceed to the first command listed below."

Steve finished reading and then folded the paper. He looked around at his fellow Pledge Brothers, waiting for someone to say something. There were several minutes of silence as each pondered the instructions.

Finally, one of the 18 year olds, Jim, spoke up. "Ahhhh, come on guys, we all knew this was coming... and we all know what's ahead. It's gonna be rough, for sure... humiliating, no doubt... painful, probably... and sexual, without question. So what's the big deal?"

A pause, then Steve, the rough and tumble rugby player offered, "Dudes, I know that we can all handle any rough stuff or pain for that matter. There's not one wuss here!"

Another pause, then Jared, the boyish looking blond haired cutie chimed in, "Yeah, and when it comes to the sexual stuff, let's face it, we know everything about each other... straight, gay, or bi, it doesn't matter to any of us, right?

He waited for an answer. Several of the pledges looked back at Jared. He was usually quiet and came across as rather shy.

Jared looked around the room. His rosy cheeks became very red as he considered that maybe he had said too much. Then Jared stammered, "Uh right?"

They all looked at each other and then nodded.

Then Todd, the party animal spoke, "Shit guys, let's get to the bottom line. You all know I am straight. I have never done anything sexual with a guy. I am pretty sure I will have to during this weekend... and you know what, I don't give a shit. If I enjoy myself, that's cool. If I don't, that's cool too. But I am willing to try it anyway. It's not like it will turn me gay or anything."

They all seemed to agree. Then Todd turned to Brian, the 23 year old former Marine, and continued.

"Brian, we all know you are gay... you told us that and more. I consider you to be my pledge brother... and if I have to do you or you me, I'm okay with it. I'm not sure about anything after this weekend, but who knows."

They once again stood in silence, lost in thought.

At last Steve, inquired, "Okay, does anyone want to leave?"

Nobody moved.

"Okay, then, I guess I should read the first instruction." Everyone nodded again.

Steve unfolded the paper and read the first order:

"ORDER #1- Now that you have completed your discussion, you will dial the number at the bottom of the page. You will let the phone ring for a number of rings equal to the number of you who have decided to continue. You will then hang up the phone and proceed to clean the fraternity house. You will not have to clean individual brothers' rooms, just the common ones like the lounge, kitchen, party room, bathrooms and so on. You will complete this task by 8:00 pm. Then you will proceed to ORDER #2."

Steve looked around the room, "Last chance!" he inquired.

---------------------------------------------------------------------- MEANWHILE

Across town, I waited in my office for my private line to ring. I was extremely excited. Any minute now I would know how many hot freshmen bodies would be on my plate for the weekend ahead.

When the phone rang at 6:17, I almost jumped out of my seat!

ONE RING! I felt a tightening in my balls.

TWO RINGS! My manhood started to rise.

THREE RINGS! More tightening in my balls.

FOUR RINGS! More blood rushed into my rising pole.

FIVE RINGS! I could see the tent forming in my pants.

SIX RINGS! Damn, I almost lost it then. My cock was acting like it had just found the fountain of youth. I laughed at that thought... ahhh yes, I would see many vibrant fountains of youth this weekend!

The ringing stopped abruptly after the sixth ring.

I knew what must be happening at the Phi Sig house so I wasted no time. After a quick check in the garage to see that all was ready in the van, I ran out to my car, a non-descript Ford sedan chosen so as not to attract any special attention, and then headed towards the campus.

It only took me about 15 minutes to reach the Phi Sig house. As I approached, I slowed down and cruised past the house. Judging by the sounds and the bodies passing back and forth across the windows, I could tell the pledges were rushing to complete the cleaning assignment.

I smiled and then drove off to the place I had selected to observe their first stop of what I had called, "The Brick Run." --------------------------------------------------------------

8:00 PM, The Phi Sig House

As the old clock in the hall began chiming 8:00 o'clock, the six Phi Sig pledges returned to the lounge. They had completed their cleaning tasks in record time and were sweating from the exertion.

Steve picked up the instruction papers and proceeded to read the next order.

"ORDER #2- The Brick Run NOTE: When you are finished reading this order, you will put the papers back in the envelope, and then place it under the big couch.

Now the order. Proceed to the back yard and find the wooden chest behind the big oak tree. Open the chest and carry out the order found there! The top of the oak is key! Time is of the essence!"

They wasted no time. Steve shoved the instructions into the envelope and placed it under the couch. Then they raced to the back yard. They found the chest. Brad kneeled down and tried to open it. It was locked! And it was the type of lock that defied picking.

"Fuck!" Brad shouted. "Now what do we do?"

There were some quick suggestions about breaking the chest. Brian kicked it a few times, but it was a heavy oaken chest and it was clear that it would take a great deal of effort and time to defeat.

Then Jared, the boyish imp offered, "Hey wait a second, I think I get it... 'the top of the oak is key'... get it?"

He looked up to the top of the oak tree. They all followed his gaze.

"I don't see anything but leaves," Todd observed.

Then Jim announced, "Okay guys, bet ya any money there's a key up there somewhere, but it's getting dark, so we'll need a flashlight. Someone get one from the house.... now who's the best tree climber?"

Smiles all around then everyone looked at Todd.

"Shit, okay I guess that's me," Todd laughed. Brad rushed into the house and returned a moment later with a flashlight, then handed it to Todd.

Todd jumped into the tree and proceeded to climb. It was a tough climb. He searched all over the uppermost branches and finally found a small fluorescent pouch. He grabbed it and quickly descended.

Steve took the pouch from Todd. He tore it open, reached inside and pulled out a key. The chest was quickly opened and all peered inside.

It wasn't a very big chest and it was filled with a pile of black and white cloth... a small envelope... and a brick.

Steve picked up the envelope, tore it open and read the next order.

"ORDER #3 One of you will put these items on, over his clothes. One of you will carry the brick. Then, you will all run to the Tasty Treat Donut shop across town.

When you arrive, the one dressed in the outfit will enter the shop, go to cashier and say, 'Hi, I am Sister Mary Holy Water, do you have a package for me?'

The cashier will give you a package. You will leave, go around to the back of the shop with your pledge brothers and open the package. Your next order will be there. Time is of the essence!"

They all looked quizzical. Brad reached into the chest and pulled out the outfit and the brick. He handed the brick to Jim and then unfolded the cloth.

He held it up for all to see, it was a Nun's Habit!

Brad started laughing and then inquired, "Okay, who's gonna be a Nun for the night?"

They all laughed and then looked at Jared. He stopped laughing and then blushed.

"Okay, okay... I know, I'm the cutest any way" he said with an impish smile.

He quickly dressed in the habit. He did make a pretty cute Nun.

After a round of jabs at Jared's expense, they were off.

They wasted no time, cutting across campus at full speed. What a sight they made. Five hot freshman jocks and a Nun, running feverishly towards the donut shop on the other side of town.

I was sitting in my car, across the street from the donut shop so that I could see the front and back of the store.

It was exciting as I watched the six pledges approach the shop... well five pledges and a Nun... hahaha.

I was anxious to see who they had chosen as the Nun. As they arrived at the shop, I was able to catch a glimpse of the Nun's face... 'Ahhhh, sweet Jared, a good choice."

Jared entered the shop, walked up to the cashier and delivered his line with an imitation female voice. "Hi, I am Sister Mary Holy Water, do you have a package for me?"

He said it just a little too loud. Several patrons turned their heads and laughed. The clerk laughed too, as he handed a large bag to the Sister...er Jared.

Jared's face flushed and he hurried out of the store.

When the other pledges saw Jared emerge, they quickly ushered him around to the lot behind the store.

They opened the bag and pulled four boxes out of the bag, each holding a dozen donuts. There was also an envelope.

Steve motioned to Jim, who took the envelope and proceeded to read, "Congratulations Pledges, you are doing well. Now look behind the dumpster.

You will find another locked chest. Your next orders are in the chest, along with a brick. Now in case you haven't figured it out yet, you will be retrieving 6 bricks tonight. One for each of you to carry.

To open this chest, you will need a key. To get the key, you must eat all of the donuts in the boxes given you. The key is inside one of them. And, even if you find it early, you must eat all of the donuts. Don't even think about cheating!

I watched the pledges through my sports binoculars from across the street. I was pleased that they were following their orders as they began eating the donuts. As luck would have it, I estimated that they had eaten about three dozen when they found the key. Even so, they continued to polish off the remaining donuts, then turned to the chest.

Yes, these guys would be very good.

It was Jim who unlocked the chest, but they all peered inside. The only things inside were a brick and an envelope, which was opened quickly, and once again read aloud.

"ORDER #4 One of you will carry this brick. You will now place the Nun's outfit and your shirts in the chest. If any of you have more than one shirt on, you will place them in the chest as well, so you are all bare-chested. You will then lock the chest, but leave the key in the lock.

Once that is accomplished, you will proceed to the third floor of Forest Hall. Find the RA (Resident Assistant) on that floor and get him to open room 315 for you. The chest with your next order is in that room. You will also need to get the key for the chest from the RA."

Without delay, Jared took off the Nun's outfit and his shirt and placed them in the chest. The others removed their shirts and placed them inside as well. Brad grabbed the brick and locked the chest. Then they all turned back towards campus, running at a fast pace to the dorm, two miles away.

I watched as my six bare-chested freshman hotties took off running. I knew I would not see them for a little while, but smiled as I pictured them going through the next series of orders.

Then I drove off to a position later in their route. I was hard and knew I would remain so for quite sometime.

Forest Hall

It didn't take long for the pledges to reach Forest Hall. It had been a brisk run and some of them had "tossed their cookies" on the way. Donuts and running don't mix very well. Their upper bodies glistened with a nice light coat of sweat as they rushed inside and headed to the third floor.

They found the RA, Glen, a rather skinny geek type, who was obviously expecting them. Before anyone could say a word, Glen raised his hand and motioned them to follow him.

"Don't worry boys I know why you're all here, follow me."

They followed him to a small study lounge which was vacant. No surprise on a Friday night.

Glen stopped, turned around and looked them up and down.

"Okay, guys, let's not waste time with small talk. You need a couple of things from me. I will give them to you for a price."

The pledges looked at each other, knowingly, each contemplating ways to get the keys without having to give too much to this half-pint.

Glen raised his hand again, cutting off any verbal response.

"So here's the deal... which by the way, is non-negotiable. To get the key for Room 315, you will all drop your pants and shorts to your ankles so I can examine your bodies. When I am done, I will give you the room key and choose one of you to stay behind while the other five go to the room to find the chest.

While the others search the room, the guy I chose will do whatever I say until the rest find the chest and bring it here, at which point I will give you the key to the chest. Now that's the deal, as I said, it is not negotiable!"

The pledges looked at each other again. They knew there would be no way around this. The little geek wanted to get off having some jock's to order around.

Steve looked at his fellow pledges, shrugged his shoulders then unbuttoned his pants and slid them and his briefs down to his ankles. The others all did the same.

Glen seemed very pleased as he walked around the room checking out the six naked jocks.

"Okay boys, put your hands behind your heads and keep them there," Glen ordered. They did as they were told and Glen smiled again. He proceeded to check each one out carefully. He opened their mouths, massaged chests, stomachs, abs, butts and legs. And of course he fondled the heck out of everyone's cock and balls.

They all felt humiliated to be, handled by this diminutive pip squeak.

When he had completed his rounds, Glen reached into his pockets, pulled out a key and held it out to Steve. Then he pointed to Todd, "I choose him! He will do whatever I say until the rest of you oversexed jokers come back here with the chest."

Todd looked concerned, but nodded his agreement. Steve grabbed the key, the five then pulled up their pants and headed to room 315, determined to find the chest quickly and limit Todd's exposure to the horny little creep. It was a dorm room after all, how hard could it be to find a chest in it.

Glenn watched the others run off, then turned to Todd.

"Okay, jock boy, step out of those pants and come over here."

Todd obediently did as he was told and was then standing in front of Glen, naked except for his white athletic socks and running shoes.

Glen walked around Todd a couple of times. He liked what he saw. Todd had a full head of thick dark hair. Even after the run, there didn't appear to be one hair out of place. His naked body glistened with sweat. Glen's touches confirmed what the eye saw. Todd's body was solid as a rock, yet still had a smooth slender appearance and a wondrous flat groin, covered with a dense forest of pubic hairs.

He slapped Todd's butt and then walked around front and started feeling Todd's nipples. Todd flinched at this invasion of his private space. No guy had ever touched him like this before. His face blushed and he quivered.

Glen laughed, "Don't worry jock boy, we'll have plenty of time together, you'll see!" Todd shook a little as he saw the hungry look in Glen's eyes.

"Now get down on your knees, spread your legs wide and put your hands behind your back."

Todd felt a sinking feeling in his stomach as he lowered himself to his knees and assumed the submissive position. 'Hurry up guys' he wished to himself.

Room 315 With their comrade in the clutches of the horny little RA, the five pledges rushed to the room to locate the chest. They unlocked the door then tried to push it open, it gave a little, but resisted.

Steve pressed his shoulder to the door and pressed hard, the door moved in as piles of crumpled newspaper began tumbling out of the room into the hallway.

They looked at each other and said, in unison, "OH Shit!" as the realization struck. The room was filled from floor to ceiling with crumpled newspapers.

After the initial shock wore off, they plunged into the room, wading through the paper and feeling for the chest. As if the paper wasn't enough, all the furniture was still in the room, buried under the papers. They would have to feel every inch of the room to find the chest and save Todd from Glen's hands.

Speaking of Glen's hands...

The Study Lounge

Todd watched as Glen removed his own shirt, then slowly slid his jeans down and stepped out of them. He stepped closer to Todd, so that his boxer clad crotch was now right in front of Todd's face. Todd had no doubt what was happening inside. Glen's boxers were tented and rising higher.

Glen placed his hands on either side of Todd's head and pulled his face up against his boxers.

"Go ahead, jock boy, give them a good sniff!"

Todd, took a deep whiff. Then another. The smell of Glen's crotch filled him with a variety of conflicting emotions. There was that slightly acrid smell that said 'sweat, piss and cum'. But there was also that musk like smell that said manhood.

To his surprise, Todd realized that he was excited by the whole thing. There he was, the jock stud, naked and on his knees, with his face pressed against the crotch of this little geek. He contemplated that for a few moments. He was after all straight... a free spirit for sure, but very straight. And yet he was excited.

Just then, Glen forced Todd's face even tighter against his groin. Todd felt his manhood stir. It was true that Glen's scent was somewhat exciting. But, it was Glen's control over him that was arousing.

"Okay, jock boy, now pull my boxers down to my ankles. Don't even think about using your hands. Use your teeth," Glen commanded.

Todd didn't think twice. He immediately began working on Glen's boxers. He grabbed one leg and pulled it down a few inches, then did the same to the other. He was so caught up in the task at hand, that he didn't even notice that his own manhood was well on its way to full erection.

By the time he had Glen's boxers around his ankles he was painfully erect and leaking pre-cum.

Then Glen ordered him to stand with legs spread and hands behind his head. As Todd assumed the position, Glen took note of Todd's massive erection. His cut cock was perfect and beautiful, standing at a 45 degree angle.

Todd's face flushed with embarrassment as Glen declared, "Well, well jock boy, looks to me that you are pretty much a cock boy too!"

He grabbed Todd's balls and squeezed them hard. "Or are you one of those guys who gets off being ordered around by someone like me?"

Todd shook with a mixture of pain and excitement. He was overcome with two conflicting desires. On the one hand, he wanted his pledge brothers to hurry back... On the other, he hoped they would take their time because he wanted Glen to continue. It was very confusing.

Glen squeezed Todd's balls again. "Well my cock jock boy, which is it, do you want me to continue with you or not?"

Todd winced from the pain, but was also in a state of incredible desire. He desperately wanted this geek boy to command him, to humiliate him, to punish him and force him to do whatever he wanted.

"Yesss... please, uh... do me!" Todd stammered.

Glen squeezed harder. "Yes, what?"

Todd was sweating profusely now. His cock was throbbing. He thought and thought, then finally said, "Yes sir... do whatever you want to me, please sir."

Glen laughed viciously and slapped Todd's cock very hard! "Okay, cock boy, I will do that! But none of that cumming shit until I give you permission!"

He gave Todd's swelling cock another hard slap, "Understand SHITHEAD?" Tears filled Todd's eyes as he reeled from the pain. He instinctively lowered his eyes and said, "Yes sir! I understand." Despite the slaps, Todd's cock remained fully erect, and was in fact, even harder.

Todd now began to worry. He was so full of raging desire, that he would do anything to get off. What's more, he noted that a girl was nowhere in the equation, only Glen. And every passing thought of Glen ordering him about brought him ever closer to cumming.

Glen laughed. "You know what boy? It looks to me like we both have a really full bush." He stroked Todd's pubes with his fingers.

"Yes, I can see we do, they look pretty much the same. I wonder how else they compare... say in the smell department?"

He looked back and forth between their pubes, then continued.

"You know, I think I want your opinion on that. I want you to compare the aroma. Now it's easy for you to smell mine, but what about your own?... hmmm"

Glen thought for a moment and said, "Guess I'll have to help you with that."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pair of needle nose pliers. He held them in front of Todd's face.

"Okay cock boy, I'm going to get some samples for you, so you can sniff your own pubes. Clasp your hands tightly behind your head and keep them there. And no screaming! Understood?"

Todd nodded. His mind was racing. There was fear for the pain he was about to endure, but there was also that incredible sense of desire. 'Damn' he thought, 'Am I really that twisted? And where the hell did these feelings come from?' He could never remember feeling like this. Then again, he had never been in a position like this before. What was even worse? He found himself thinking of some nastier and more painful things that he wanted Glen to make him do.

"ARGGGGGH.... FUCK MAN!" Todd said loudly as Glen pulled the first pubic hair from his groin.

Glen slapped him across the face and said, "Not so loud, cock boy! Or I'll pull out a whole lot more than I need!"

"SHITTTTT...!" Glen yanked a couple more hairs from Todd's pubic forest.

Then without waiting, he continued plucking. Todd groaned and moaned and cursed, through the whole thing but he didn't unclasp his hands.

After Glen had a nice little bundle of thirty plus hairs, and with a teary eyed Todd covered with sweat, he announced he was finished. He then ordered Todd to his knees with his hands behind his back. Todd did as he was told.

"Okay, my jock, cock boy, let's see what you come up with."

He held the bundle of pubic hairs under Todd's nose. "Go ahead, take some good deep sniffs. You're gonna compare them to mine in a minute."

Todd started sniffing. Though the "sample" was small, there was enough. There was a musty sort of odor that was slightly intoxicating and a mixture of sweat, hair, man scent and maybe a hint of cum from his morning jackoff session.

At last Glen pulled the hairs away, grabbed the back of Todd's head and pulled his face into his groin.

As Todd's nose pressed into Glen's pubes, he took several deep breaths. The scent was very much like his own, stronger just from the fact there was so much more to smell. But there was something else. There was a sort of sweetness to the odor. A sweetness laden with heavy man scent. The more Todd smelled, the more excited he got.

It also occurred to Todd that this smell was actually much more exciting the smell of pussy he had grown accustomed to. 'Damn' he thought, 'What the fuck is happening to me?'

His mind continued to race, yet he did not want the moment to end. He wanted to stay there, engulfed by Glen's heavy bush, warm and safe.

All too soon, Glen pushed Todd's head back. He looked at Todd's trance-like expression and the heavy amount of precum oozing from Todd's huge erection and laughed, snapping Todd out of his daze.

"Well my dear Cock Boy, looks to me like you enjoyed your little romp through the bushes! So tell me, whose pubes did you like more and what was the difference?"

Todd blubbered his way through his evaluation... "Well, uh... mine smelled pretty good... real man-like and all that.... yours smelled the same, but a lot stronger and... well, kind of sweeter or something..."

Glen laughed again. "Hahaha, I'll take that as a compliment."

Todd nodded, and then looked at Glen's bush again.

"Hahaha... looks like you'd like to return to the bush again?"

Todd nodded again. 'Damn,' he thought to himself, 'why the hell did I say that!'

"Okay, my cock, jock, bush boy, I have something a little more exciting for you."

He stepped closer to Todd and rubbed his cockhead back and forth over Todd's lips.

Todd was actually salivating at this point. 'Any thing to get another whiff of those sweet pubes' he thought.

"Okay boy, start jerking yourself off. If you get me real excited, you'll get to smell and taste more of me. But no cumming until I say so!"

Todd immediately began wanking his manhood. He put on a great show, like a horned up sex doggie. This wasn't hard, since he was in a feverish state of burning desire. He yanked, gyrated and panted!

It didn't take long for Glen to be completely boned himself. Once more he moved his groin close to Todd's face.

"Open you mouth, cock boy, I have something for you to taste."

Todd opened his mouth as Glen poked his pole forward. Todd was salivating even more. He was like a starving animal. He jerked his own cock faster and harder as he leaned towards Glen's inviting meat.

But Glen wanted to toy with him a little more. Each time Todd tried to get that warm cock in his mouth, Glen would edge back... he let Todd's lips and tongue touch his inflamed head... but not to take him.

Finally Glen decided the moment had arrived, Todd was now delirious with cock desire. He told Todd to open wide as his cock began a slow passage over Todd's lips.

Then suddenly.

"BAMMMMM," the door to the study lounge burst open and Todd's long lost pledge brothers rushed in, triumphantly carrying the chest.

There was a momentary pause and hush as they took in the scene in front of them. For the gay and bi brothers it could not be any hotter. And for the straight brothers, well, let's just say though slightly uncomfortable, it still seemed strangely exciting.

Todd, the hot jock, who was straight as an arrow and had sex with so many girls, was naked, on his knees, sweating like a big dog and jerking himself wildly, while a little geek was putting his dick in Todd's mouth. It was incredible.

After the moment had passed, the brothers rushed over, slammed the chest on the table and separated Todd from his taskmaster.

Glenn scrambled to put on his clothes and the brothers helped Todd with his undershorts and pants.

Steve marched over to Glen and demanded, "Okay you little shit, you had your fun with Todd and we did what you wanted, now give us the fucking key to the chest!"

Glen did not argue, he gave Steve the key, then turned to leave. As he passed Todd, he stopped. Both were out of earshot from the others who were busy opening the chest.

"Call me, cock boy!" whispered Glen.

"FUCK YOU" whispered Todd.

Glen smiled and walked out of the room.

Todd watched him leave and thought to himself, 'Fat chance shithead, I know what you want from me... so just forget it... uh... maybe forget it. Damn, I really need to get off big time... I wonder what Glen would make me do if... SHIT Todd, get hold of yourself!'

He then walked over to his pledge brothers.

Steve had already opened the chest and removed the envelope and the brick. He gave the brick to Brian and then tore open the envelope.

ORDER #5 So far so good pledges. By now you should have the brick process down, so I won't need to remind you. You will now remove your pants and place them in this chest. You will then run to the cemetery on the west side of town. Find the grave of Patrick Marsh and you will find the next chest.

They all looked at each other with that knowing look, 'Well he we go,' they thought.

They quickly slid their pants off, placed them inside the chest, and dashed out of the room. They had decided to use the back stairway so as to avoid too much attention.

The cemetery was a pretty good distance so they began the run at a fast, but steady pace. Fortunately it was dark and they did not encounter many people. What a site they made, six cute, hard-bodied jocks, running across town, wearing only their underwear, shoes and socks. Even more so since four were in white cotton briefs, one in khaki briefs, and one in a jock strap.

The run lasted almost 30 minutes. When they arrived at the cemetery, they were sweating and breathing hard.

As they stood catching their breath, they surveyed the task ahead. Fortunately it wasn't a huge cemetery. Large yes, but not too large. Unfortunately, it was surrounded by a high stone wall, with an equally high iron gate, which was now locked.

After a brief discussion, they elected to climb the gate. It wasn't that hard. The trickiest part was getting over the spear points at the top. One slip there and you could impale yourself or be singing a higher tune.

Still they were all soon standing inside the gate, and planning how to best search the cemetery.

Just as they were about to split up, they were caught in the beam of a very bright flashlight.

"What the hell are you boys up to?" a raspy voice declared from the porch of the small caretaker's building just inside the gate.

They stood frozen in the light as it drew closer.

"Well, well, look what we have here!" said the voice as he snapped off the light and stepped into the group of near naked pledges.

The man was old. Well old to these guys anyway. He could have been cast as a prospector in any number of old west movies. Unshaven, with scraggly unkempt hair, he was nonetheless not that unattractive. If you gave him a second look, you might notice that underneath the baggy bib overalls and worn T-shirt was a body that was actually in pretty good shape. One might even think that he was just playing a role and was not that old at all.

"What are you doing in here? It's after dark and the cemetery is closed. I don't want any fooling around in here! So you get out before I call the cops!"

They all looked at each other. Then Steve spoke up.

"Please sir, we're just doing this as part of a fraternity initiation, we're not going to do any damage. We're just here to find something that was left for us."

The old man smiled. "Oh yea, college days. Well, you all don't look like you're here to vandalize the place," he chuckled as he gestured towards their glistening bodies. "Hehehe, vandals don't usually dress like that. But there are rules, and I'm not supposed to let anyone in here after dark," he murmured as he looked them over again and winked.

Brian, the former Marine, with the short blond hair and well developed body stepped closer to the man.

"Sir, we would really appreciate it if you could let us stay, maybe even help us find what we are looking for. We would be more than happy to return the favor." The pledges glanced at each other. Brian looked the man straight in the eye and waited. If he was correct in his evaluation, he'd know as soon as the man replied.

"Well now, we just might be able to work something out," the man proclaimed as he began a much closer examination of Brian's body.

Brian knew he was right. His GayDar was right on the money! To speed the process, he spread his legs slightly and put his hands behind his head so the man could really check him out.

Brian had spent four years in the Marine Corps and his body showed it. His chest was very well defined, yet with no bulging muscles. Below his flat stomach which hinted of a slight six pack, there was a large bulge inside his khaki briefs that indicated he was very well endowed. His legs were strong and smooth and covered with a light coating of warm blond hair. And to cap things off, he had a beautiful tight ass with muscle dimples. Yes he was a sight!

The man, took note of the khaki briefs. "Were you in the military boy?"

Brian instantly snapped to attention.

"Yes sir, Marine Corps sir!" he shouted.

"Okay then, you know how to follow orders, don't you?"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

The man laughed and then leaned closer to Brian. "Okay, tell you what, if you follow my orders for the next, oh say 15 minutes, I'll let you guys stay... give me 30 minutes, and I'll help you find what you are looking for.

How's that?"

"That is fine Sir, I'll do the 30, sir!"

"Then we have a deal!" nodded the man.

He then directed the other pledges to go over to the side of the building and sit on the ground in one line. Then he ordered Brian to stand facing them.

"Okay, Marine, lose the briefs!"

Brian, pulled his briefs down to his ankles, stepped out of them, tossed them aside and returned to attention. As the other brothers looked at him, they could see that Brian was not the only thing standing at attention. His full 9 inches of manhood was sticking almost straight up.

The man looked at Brian's hardened cut cock and smiled approval. He grabbed it and squeezed it tightly, causing Brian to wince. "Yes Marine boy, we'll gonna have us a little fun now!"

At this point in time, it seems appropriate to reveal the sexual orientation of the six pledge studs. They already knew about each other's interest and experience in this area anyway.

Brian, was of course gay. It was how he got out of the Marine Corps with an honorable discharge. Todd, the dark-haired jock with the slender body and heavy bush, was straight, but with a strong gay desire emerging rapidly.

Brad, the little workout freak, with the chiseled face and a body like the statue David, was Bisexual. Jim, the intellectual with the swimmers build, was straight. As was Jared, the blond haired blue eyed imp, with the boyish face. And Steve, the solid rough and tumble rugby player with the warm brown eyes was Straight, but beginning to believe he was more bi than straight.

As the man squeezed Brian's manhood, he took a moment to checkout the other five boys. Judging by their squirms and in some cases, rising tents, it was clear that straight or not, they were all aroused at the scene unfolding in front of them. Todd in particular.

"Okay, Marine, assume a pushup position and keep your eyes on your friends."

Brian dropped to a pushup position. He was in the up position waiting for the command to begin.

"Hold that position, I'll be right back." The man walked to the back of the building, retrieved a small canvas bag, and a bunch of small branches covered with holly leaves. The type of holly that was hard and very prickly.

When he returned, he placed the branches on the ground directly under Brian's groin. He lifted the branches just enough to touch Brian's engorged manhood. Then placed them back on the ground. Brian, reacted with a loud, "OH...GOD...!" as the prickly ends of the hard leaves stuck into his stretched cock flesh. Though he jumped slightly, he held his position.

"There you go Marine, that's what that huge cock of yours will feel if you get too low. When I say, begin, you will start doing pushups. You will continue doing them until I tell you to stop, and not before. And you will count them out. Understood?

"Sir, yes, sir."

"Very well, begin."

Brian started his pushups. They were perfect examples of military pushups.

ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX...

By the time Brian reached thirty, his cock, began to lose just a little of its hardness. The immediate result was that it was more pliant and was no longer at full attention so it hung a little lower.

At thirty two, the implication of this became known to Brian, as his dick touched the prickly points of the holly leaves on the down part of his pushup.

"Thirty two... ARGGHHHH... FUCK..."

He didn't go quite as low on the next pushup. The man noticed this immediately and knelt down beside Brian. "Thirty three."

"Okay, smart boy. Every pushup has to be a proper pushup! You can go a little slower for a bit, but you should be able to figure this out. If you stay at your hardest, you'll have no problem, so think happy thoughts!"

Brian tried another pushup. To his credit, he did a proper one and lowered himself to the correct position, but he paid the price as more of the prickly leaves attacked his cock.

"ARRrrrghhh!" He cried. "Thirty four."

Another pushup... and another cry of pain.

"Thirty five.... EEEE....SHIT!"

Brad watched along with his fellow pledges. He wished there was something he could do to help Brian. Then it occurred to him.

Brian was still looking at the others as ordered. His focus was drawn to the center of the group as Brad rose to his knees. Brad slowly pulled down his jockstrap (Brad always liked looking at his hot bod in a strap). He then licked his finger and started to seductively play with his cock head.

Brian's eyes widened, and to his relief, he felt an immediate stirring in his cock, as fresh blood rushed into his organ.

"Thirty six... uhhh." His cock only felt a couple of jabs.

"Thirty seven!"

"Thirty eight!"

Brian was on a roll now and so was Brad who kept up his little sex show helping Brian keep rock hard.

It was yet another awesome sight. This naked Marine, fully aroused... performing pushups in front of a row of college jocks, one of whom was providing continual arousal material for the Marine.

Brian seemed to gain strength from the scene. His body glistened with more sweat as his speed increased. He was "in the zone" as he passed the eighty and ninety marks and kept going.

After he blew through 100 , the man finally said "Stop."

"Okay, back on your feet Marine and assume a parade rest position."

"Sir, yes sir!"

Brian jumped to his feet. Spread his legs and clasped his arms tightly behind the small of his back. He was breathing hard, but could obviously have done many more.

The man looked down at his raging hardon. It was throbbing slightly and leaking precum. It also appeared totally unaffected by the tiny red marks that dotted it's head, underside and the balls below.

He grabbed Brian's shaft and asked loudly, "You're gay, aren't you Marine?

"Sir, yes sir," Brian shouted.

"And your buddies know that it seems. Do they also know all of the gay things you've done with other guys?"

"Sir, yes sir, they do. I told them sir!"

"Well that is commendable Marine boy! It is also commendable that it doesn't seem to bother your brothers here."

The all smiled proudly.

The man let them have their moment.

"Well, we are at the 15 minute point and I have another order for you."

Brian instinctively snapped to attention to receive his order, "Sir, yes sir!"

"You will now explain to your brothers, in minute detail, how you suck another man's cock."

Brian's face flushed. It was one thing to share your sexual orientation and experience with your friends. It was another to have to describe in detail how he pleasured another man. For this gay, but proud hunky marine, there was a humiliating element to this. Even so, he had agreed to the deal.

"Sir, yes sir."

Standing there at attention, with a red face and hardon, the Marine looked at his brothers and started.

"Well, guys, when I suck a cock, most of the time the guy is already hard. I like him to lie down on his back so I can work on him easily. If he is not hard to begin with, I take his cock and balls into my mouth and gently swish them around with my tongue until he gets hard."

The other guys listened with a mixture of interest and sorrow that their brother had to do this.

The man interrupted Brian. "Hold on a second there. You know I think this would be better if we had a visual aid. You know a demonstration." He gestured to the other five.

Brian responded defensively, "But sir, with all due respect sir, the deal just involved me, sir."

The man laughed. "Yes, but since one of your buddies helped you through the pushups by providing you with his little sex show..." Brad blushed. "As far as I am concerned they became participants in the deal. So that is that."

Brian looked at the rest, "You guys okay with that? I mean we don't have much time left anyway?" They all agreed.

The man smiled and said, "Okay, Marine, since you all seem to know so much about each other, which of these guys are straight?"

Brian pointed at each as he spoke, "That would be Todd, Jim and Jared sir."

The man looked pleased. "Good, now which of you guys has never touched another man's cock... not counting when you were a little kid."

Jared and Jim both raised their hands. Todd did so to too, but only half way. The man smirked. "Okay, maybe you are not as straight as you think, eh? Todd blushed and lowered his eyes.

"Okay, that leaves you two. So I choose you pretty boy!" He said as he pointed to the boyish Jared. "Get over here."

He looked at Brian and Jared and said, "Well Marine this is what I want, you will lay down on your back, with your arms stretched above your head. Pretty boy here, will kneel beside you, and you will talk him through the best oral action your cock and balls have ever felt!"

Jared's face flushed, and his mouth dropped open. Brian started to protest but the man shouted. "That's an order Marine."

Brian shrugged his shoulder and lay down as instructed. Jared remained frozen. Brian smiled up at him and said, "That's okay Jared, you can do it. It doesn't change anything about you. I'll talk you through it. If it helps any, think of the pleasure it will give me. Like the pleasure you get when a girl goes down on you."

Jared knelt slowly. Brian noticed a tear in his eye. "Look Jared, if you don't want to do this, that's okay. We'll find a way, even if it means I have to take some more shit, I know this guy will deal."

They both looked up at the man who picked up the canvas bag, pulled out a paddle and smiled at Brian. Brian looked up at him and said, "Uh, sir, would say another 30 minutes of orders from you for me be okay instead?"

The man nodded.

"See Jared, that's okay, I can take it," Brian offered reassuringly. "You won't have to suck me."

Jared looked back at Brian and said strongly, "Oh geeze Brian, it's not what you think, I told you guys that I had sex with my girl friends and I did. But... well, uh... I know it sounds strange but none of them did that to me... so I don't know anything about how to do it or how it feels."

Brian smiled warmly. "That's okay Jared, I'll talk you through it and by the time you are done, you'll know just what you'll want your girl friends to do to you."

Jared smiled broadly and looked up at the man. "I'm ready now sir."

The man smiled and put the paddle away. Then he said.

"Well, Marine, you have a true command presence. I'm gonna startup the clock again and this is what I want. You will talk your pretty boy friend here through the best head you've ever had. If he makes you cum before time runs out, I will consider the deal completed. If not, we will have to re-negotiate and I have plenty of time and of course pretty boy here will be part of the deal this time in a big way, he winked! "Okay go!"

Brian acted quickly to keep Jared from freaking.

"Jared listen to me and do exactly as I say and we will be fine."

"But we only have like ten minutes," Jared stammered.

"That's okay, that's plenty, just do what I say."

Jared nodded.

"Okay I am already super hard, we'll get to the good part. Lean down and lick the base of my cock with your tongue."

Jared did as he was told. The slight sense of revulsion he felt as his tongue touched Brian's massive hardon, vanished quickly and he felt his own cock harden. This was actually exciting.

"Good, now, move you tongue up along the underside of my cock. And make believe your tongue is a feather that you are tickling it with. Do it nice and slow!"

Jared began moving his tongue gently back and forth as he inched his way up Brian's manhood. As he did, his own breathing became harder as he smelled the musty and sweaty scent of Brian's pubes. He was felling light headed and his cock rose to its peak.

Brian, now threw some encouraging words at Jared. Which wasn't that hard because they were true. "Oh God... Jared that is so good... ahhhhhhh, shit... you make me feel so hot... damn!"

Brian's pelvis began to pump lightly. Jared quickened up the pace and arrived at Brian's cockhead.

"Okay Jared, damn, man you are so fucking cute... and your tongue... Okay, now, wipe your tongue around my head."

Jared did as he was told as Brian moaned.

"Now buddy... ohhh... Place your lips on either side of my cock, but keep it outside your mouth, press your tongue against it and then move up and down it a few times."

Jared wasted no time. He licked his lips then wrapped them around the top of Brian's shaft. He pressed his tongue against the cock flesh and started up and down. First one side and down the other.

Brian looked down at Jared. Then his head flew back and he moaned in sheer pleasure. "GEEEZE... Jared... uh... that is soooo good."

After three passes Jared paused.

"Good man, good... now take the head of my cock in your mouth and start sucking on it hard. Suck it into your mouth deeper and deeper... and..."

"AHHHHHGGGGH..."

Jared's mouth was already sucking Brian's cock inside. Brian realized he would probably loose the ability to issue instructions any moment as he lapsed into pre-orgazm ecstasy.

"Okay Jared... here's the last thing... keep doing....uhhh... what your are doing and get faster... grab my balls with your hand and start fondling them lightly..... ohhhhhhhh...yea... oh yea.... When I start to yell and you feel... uhh.. my balls tighten, pull off my cock and bite the base of my cock hard."

He could hardly talk, his breathing was hard, his body locked in a fuck rhythm. He glanced up at the man who was looking at his watch. Damn, Brian thought it's gonna be close. Then he lost all thought as Jared began taking his cock in ever deeper and faster.

Then it happened. In one instant, Jared felt the movement in Brian's big balls. He pulled off his cock, leaned lower and bit the base of Brian's throbbing manhood HARD with his lip covered teeth. For good measure he began squeezing Brian's balls as the eruption began.

Brian let out the familiar Marine cheer... "OOOOH.. RAHHHHHHHHH..." so loud that it echoed across the darkened cemetery. Stream after stream of solid man seed shot from his raging cock. His body shook violently as he continued shooting.

"Ok God... Jared... fuck Jared... that was so good!... damn!!!!!!"

At last Brian's gyrations subsided and he looked up at the man.

"Well done Marine, and with 30 seconds to spare!" the man said, checking his watch.

Brian smiled and sat up. He jokingly jabbed at Jared and said, "Hell, 30 seconds left... damn... I'll bet my buddy here could get me off again in thirty seconds... OOOH RAHH!" Jared's face flushed as the rest laughed.

The man then said, "That's okay boys. Put your briefs back on Marine and tell me what you are looking for. A grave no doubt... so come on inside so I can check my diagrams." They all followed, except for Brian and Jared. Brian was pulling up his khaki briefs when Jared walked over to him.

"Brian, you noticed didn't you?"

Brian looked at him quizzically. Then Jared looked down at his briefs that were heavily tented out.

Brian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Look bud, it doesn't mean a freaking thing. You made me feel real good. And that's great."

"But I'm straight, I should not have gotten hard like that. I like to fuck girls, but... well, it was exciting too.... real exciting."

"Look Jared, you have obviously never been in that situation before. You did what you did, and it was exciting. That's cool, it doesn't mean you are gay. It just means that you are one sexy dude."

Jared smiled.

"Oh yeah, and if you don't get what you want from your girls soon, let me know, I'll return the favor... that's cool." He winked and then headed to the building.

Jared muttered... "Uh, thanks Brian... uh, but..." His face was flushed again. As he followed after Brian, he felt another surge in his cock.

With the man's help, it didn't take long to find the chest. When they got it, they thanked him and he said he would unlock the gate so they could leave without having to climb it. He then waved and headed off tossing a key to the boys.

Jared, caught it and realized it was the key to the chest. They all laughed at that then opened the chest. Jared grabbed the brick in this chest and listened while the order was read.

ORDER #6 You will all place your shoes in this chest. Then you will proceed to the University pool and you will ALL retrieve the chest from the deep end wearing what you have on. True patriots will be able to find the key.

They quickly pulled off their shoes, dropped them in the chest and started running. Now they were wearing only socks and briefs.

As they reached the gate, which was open and started through it, Brian glanced back towards the caretaker's building, he couldn't be positive, but he thought he saw the man, talking to someone else beside a large black van.

FRIDAY NIGHT- 11:00 PM

Despite the fact that they were only wearing socks, the six pledges were able to keep up at a fairly good pace. When they arrived at the pool, they were once more covered with sweat. Once again they were faced with a climb to get to their objective. This time over a chain link fence. It was not a tough obstacle, except for the top where they had to carefully lift their lightly protected groins over the sharp pointed top links.

It did not take them long to figure out that the clue meant the flagpole. They could just make out a white envelope taped near the top of the pole. Climbing the pole was another matter.

With their bodies slick with sweat, it was near impossible to get enough traction to shimmy up the pole. After several attempts by Steve, Todd and Brad, it was little Jared who was finally able to climb the pole, with the help of a big boost from Brian.

With the key in hand, they rushed to the pool. They could not see the bottom, but were sure the chest was there. They all jumped into the pool and dove to the bottom. For all of them, the water, though quite cold, felt good. It cooled there bodies and took care of the tents in their briefs. They found the chest quickly and strong armed it out of the pool.

Inside they saw the brick and an envelope wrapped in plastic. Steve grabbed the brick while Jim opened the envelope. They pulled their socks off and dropped them in the chest as Jim read the order.

ORDER #7 Place your socks into the chest and proceed to 1512 Elmwood Way. Go to the back door, knock three times and wait. Follow ALL instructions given to you by whoever opens the door. GO THERE RIGHT NOW without delay!

"Hmmm," said Jim. "Anyone know where that is?"

It didn't seem to register with anyone, then all of a sudden, Steve looked up.

"SHIT MAN, we all know where it is!" he declared. They looked at him confused.

"Yea we do... we just know it by another name... It's Sorority Row!"

They looked around at each other. After the dip in the pool their wet briefs were now almost transparent. The only one with any decent coverage was Brad with his jock, which wasn't much.

No one said anything as they turned and started running in bare feet.

It only took a few minutes to reach the house. As soon as they saw the house they stopped to collect themselves. Steve looked at the house and shook his head, "OHHHHHH SHIT," he mumbled. Todd asked, "What's wrong?"

Steve shook his head and then looked at the other guys. "It's the Tri Delt house. You guys don't know about them, but I do. My older brother brought me here last year to show me the campus and we went to some parties and I got to know a lot about all the fraternities and sororities and I heard all about the Tri Delts, they're different."

Jared pressed closer, a little scared by Steve's ominous tone. "So, so, is that bad?"

Steve laughed and continued, "Well let's just say the Tri Delts have a reputation.... they're... well, you know... uh... like nympho's or vixen. Kind of rough too."

Jim now turned to Jared and said, "And that, could be pretty bad for six fraternity pledges dropped on their doorstep in their underwear."

Jared's only response was, "Ohhhhhhh."

Steve took a deep breath and said, "Follow me boys."

They followed Steve to the back of the house and knocked on the door three times. It opened almost immediately.

"Well, hello boys, you must be the Phi Sig pledges? I've been expecting you. My name is Tasha, the Tri Delt Pledge Mistress."

She was actually quite beautiful. Long black hair, gorgeous eyes and sensuous lips, with a gymnast's body, now proudly on display in a tight jogging suit. She noted them all checking her out and laughed. "Don't worry, boys, you're not going to get any of this, or anything else inside. We have other plans for you over sexed jock boys. Now form a line standing side by side, spread your legs and place your hands behind your heads.

They did as they were told. As she walked down the line in front of them, checking each out in turn, they shivered both from the cool night air on their wet skin and the looks Tasha gave each.

When she reached the end of the line, she turned around and started back, stopping in front of each pledge. Todd was the one that end.

"Let's see, now who have we here? Todd isn't it?" Todd nodded. She reached down, pulled the front of Todd's briefs out, looked inside and said, "Nice full bush you have their Todd, hope you didn't lose too many hairs tonight!" She left Todd's waistband snap back as his mouth dropped open in shock.

Jared was next. With his boyish looks, he looked like a scared 14 year old boy. She looked at Jared and smiled. Then reached up and squeezed his rosy cheeks forcing his lips to pucker.

"Ah yes, the sweet little Jared. You really are a cutie. And such nice lips." Jared was shivering more as she put a finger between his lips. "So just what did your first cock taste like pretty boy?"

Jared looked like he was going to feint right there.

Next was Jim. She stopped in front of him and ran her fingers through the dark hair that coated his nicely formed chest then through the hair that tapered off crossing his stomach, as it formed a line straight down to his pubes.

"Hmmm, Jim, haven't heard much about you tonight. But who knows the night is young."

Then she moved onto Brad.

She looked his perfectly defined body up and down a couple of times, then eyed his jock.

"And Brad, the little exhibitionist... did you put on a nice show for your Marine buddy? Do you have an agent?" she said as she patted the front of his jock.

Brian was next.

"Oh and of course, Brian, the Marine corps stud!" She looked him in the eye as she reached down and pulled the front of his briefs down. He was no longer hard but the red marks from the prickly ivy leaves were still obvious.

"My, my, looks like your gun was through a war!"

She pulled his briefs back up and then stepped in front of Steve.

"And finally there's Steve, our hot, rough and tumble rugby jock!" she said rather viciously. "Of course we know our Steve, he does such a nice job taking care of new girls and visitors, even when he's a visitor himself."

Steve was breathing very rapidly now. So much so that the others glanced his way. He was white as a ghost and was actually shaking with fear. This was completely uncharacteristic of him. Of all of them, he was probably the most gutsy, and lived life with a continual reckless abandon.

She then turned towards the house and headed back inside.

"Wait here boys, I'll only be a moment. You can relax for a bit."

As soon as she was gone, they all gathered around Steve. Brian grabbed him by the arm and steadied him. "Dude, what the hell's wrong with you, you look terrible, man!" Brian inquired.

"Oh man guys, I'm really fucked, REALLY FUCKED, I just know it...!" There was a hint of tears in his eyes as he quickly told them the story...

As he had said earlier he had been to the campus the year before. He had attended a big party at one of the fraternity houses. There were a lot of sorority sisters there, and of course a lot of drinking. He had applied late to college and had to wait another year for acceptance.

He was anxious to become part of the campus scene and was hanging out with a bunch of fraternity guys who were on the lacrosse team. With all the drinking they were becoming pretty cocky. Which naturally led to talk about women.

Before he knew it he had made a bet that he could do any of the sorority girls at the party who wasn't firmly attached to a guy. Steve was drunk and horny, but not THAT stupid to horn in on another guy's main squeeze. But he was eager to show off. The bet was on, as long as the others could pick the girl.

To Steve's surprise they pointed out a really cute girl who was sitting on a chair by the wall. She had been asked to dance by quite a few guys but turned them all down.

In typical Steve fashion, he jumped at the challenge. He asked her to dance. She politely said no. He left and returned with a glass of punch and then sat down and started talking to her. Eventually she began to talk with him. Steve kept getting her to drink cup after cup of the grain alcohol punch. He was so drunk that he just kept prattling on about his athletic prowess, championship games, that it wasn't long before he walked out the door, arm and arm with one starry and glassy eyed girl.

They walked back to the fraternity house where he had been told he could crash. The next thing you know, Steve woke up on the floor of the house. His shirt was off, and his pants were down around his ankles, and there was the girl with her breasts exposed and legs spread.

Steve looked between his legs and hers and knew he had completed the bet. Then he noticed it... the tell tale sign that he had been her first.

The guys from the party who had followed him back and waited outside, strolled in and stood around them.

Steve, smiled at them and said, "Looks like I won the bet!" They laughed at him, "Wrongo shithead, the bet was to do a sorority girl... hahaha she's just a visitor!"

Just then one of the other brothers wandered in. He looked down at Steve and the passed out girl and said, "Holy shit man, who did Tashas's little sister?"

And that was when Steve found out he had fucked a high school girl who's older sister was a Tri Delt.

Steve concluded the story. They all just stood there staring. Finally, it was Jared who breathed a sigh of relief!

"Wow, man, you're fucked worse than the rest of us for sure." Brian smacked Jared on the top of the head.

Then he turned to Steve, "Steve, we all know you are a tough guy, but I have a feeling this is going to be really bad for you. So, what's say we just call this quits, go back to the fraternity house and take our chances when the brothers come back?" The others agreed.

Steve thought for a moment and said, "Shit NO, I'm gonna take whatever they dish out! No buts about it!"

The old Steve was now back and the others knew he would not be talked out of it.

Brad picked up the beat. "Let's let these bitch's know who's here, let's give em the Phi Sig cheer!"

They immediately burst into the rowdy cheer, shouting at the top of their lungs, "PHI SIGS ONCE, PHI SIGS TWICE, HOLY GOD-DAMNED JESUS CHRIST! KICK-EM IN THE ASS, KICK-EM IN THE CUNT, RAH RAY, FUCK!!!!!!!

When Tasha returned, they were as pumped as they could possibly be.

To their surprise, she politely invited them inside and had them take seats around the big counter in the center of the kitchen.

She brought over a plate full of burgers, chips and four of pitchers of beer. She poured each of them a large glass of beer. She told them to eat and drink up. Then excused herself and left. To the six near naked pledges, the beer and food was just what they needed. It didn't take long to finish off the four pitchers, as thirsty as they were.

They were feeling pretty darn good when Tasha returned carrying a chest of familiar design. She set it on the counter in front of them.

"Don't worry, boys, it's locked, but you'll be able to get the key later. Right now, I should tell you, our big party room is downstairs and completely sound-proofed and this is a special night, it's our annual "date night." All of the sisters are here with dates and are in the party room, just waiting for the entertainment. Which is, of course, where you guys come in!"

"Leave your bricks on the table and follow me," she said simply.

They followed her down a hallway and downstairs, where she motioned them into a room off to the side. It turned out to be a boiler room.

"Okay boys sit down of the floor and put these on." She held out six blindfolds. They put them on and waited. Then she told them to hold out their arms with their wrists together. As each guy raised his hands in front of them, leather wrist restraints were put on him and quickly locked together. Finally leather ankle restraints were applied to them. They were told to wait, and not to talk.

And so, they waited anxiously.

From just outside, they heard the door open to what had to be the big room. There were sounds of many people talking and drinking, both men and women.

Someone entered the boiler room and said simply, "Todd, come with me." It was a man's voice.

Todd scrambled to his feet and walked towards the voice. He was shaking as his hands were grabbed and then led towards the sound. Just outside the door, his hands were unshackled and then quickly re-shackled behind his back. He was then pushed into the big room and the door slammed behind him.

The other pledges heard the door slam and then absolute silence. They could not hear any sound from the other room.

THE BIG ROOM

Though Todd could not see, he knew there were a lot of people in the room. As he was guided towards the far end he could feel many eyes on his body. Especially as he stumbled up several steps and out onto what had to be some type of stage.

An announcer's voice rang out, "So without any further to-do, here's the first of the jock boy's we've been telling you so much about..... heeere's Todd"

Todd was guided to the center of the stage to the sound of a thunderous applause. His legs were spread apart and the blindfold removed. What a sight he made, standing at the front of the stage in just a moist pair of jockey shorts, legs spread and his wrists bound behind him. He looked around the audience. There were probably about 40 couples present. Just about all of the Tri Delt's were there along with their dates. He recognized some of the guys from the university locker rooms. Many were on the football team, some were wrestlers and some were on Todd's own lacrosse team.

Todd was clearly very nervous. There was a slight surge in his balls and he said a silent prayer not to get hard.

The announcer walked over to him and put his arms around Todd's shoulders as he spoke into the microphone, "Now ladies and gentlemen, we should let Todd in on what's going on tonight." He looked at Todd, "You see Todd, this is the Tri Delt's special annual date night. All the guys are dating members of this Sorority. They all received a raffle ticket as they came in tonight. Some lucky winners will have the chance to amuse their girl friends with some audience participation. The one's who do the best job, will receive some great prizes."

Todd, looked a little confused.

"Well Todd, don't worry about it, you'll catch on in a moment!"

He turned back to the crowd, "Okay ladies and gentlemen, you've all heard about Todd, so what should be done to him first?"

It didn't take long before a chorus of voices began shouting, "STRIP HIM... STRIP HIM...!"

The announcer raised his hands for silence. "Very well, and that's what we'll do!" The crowd cheered.

Two tickets were drawn from a jar near the front of the stage and the winners were invited to the stage. One was a large football player and the other a middle weight wrestler.

"Okay gentlemen, here's your task. You have one minute to come up with a way to strip Todd that will amuse our distinguished audience!" There was a lot of laughter.

The two guys whispered between themselves. At the end of the minute they nodded to the announcer.

"Okay, here we go! Todd is all your boys!"

Todd could not look at the guys as they approached.

They stood on either side of him, removed their shirts and began a quick flexing show. Both had well developed and muscular upper bodies and the crowd was loving it.

After they had flexed for several minutes, the stepped closer to Todd and told him to move his legs together. He did.

Then, working in unison, the two pumped up jocks placed a hand on Todd's shoulders, they slid their hands down his chest, and down to the top of his jockeys. They each then worked their arm down inside his shorts along the outside of his thighs. It was an unusual sight to say the least.

Todd was in the middle. The big football player on Todd's right had his left arm all the way down through his shorts, his bicep pressed against Todd's right thigh. Meanwhile the wrestler was on the other side, with his arm in similar position.

With Todd, and two muscular arms all sharing the same jockey shorts, the material was stretched very taught across Todd's ample package. He groaned from the pressure on his manhood.

Then to the crowd's delight, the two jocks began to pump up their biceps. The result was more pressure on Todd's groin. Todd was sweating from the pressure and the pain and trying hard not to sport wood. He started dancing on his feet. The two jock's then nodded to each other and began pulling away from each other with their arms locked firmly through either side of Todd's stretching briefs. They were having a tug-of-war with his briefs. Made all the more interesting by the fact that Todd was still in them.

The crowd began chanting now, "GO...GO... GO!"

Both jocks were sweating hard and grunting.

Todd was wincing from the pain on his manhood, made even more difficult to bear by the fact that his cock was throbbing as it struggled to become erect. The scene was too much for Todd to overcome.

It seemed to last forever. Then Todd heard it about the same time as the announcer. The sound of a tear

The pressure on Todd's waistband was just too much. The two jocks felt it as well, and gave a mighty pull.

There was a very quick tearing sound, and then in one swift movement, Todd's brief's split in two and were torn from his body. With the constraints on his manhood suddenly gone, nature took over, the pressure that had been building forced a tidal wave of blood into Todd's cock. The result, within seconds after the briefs were gone, his pole shot to a full and painful erection.

Todd was totally embarrassed! The crowd cheered and rose to their feet in a standing ovation. The cheering went on for a long time as the two jocks took several bows.

Finally the announcer got the crowd to quiet down. He thanked the two guys and asked them to remain on stage. Then he turned to the audience.

"Well, well, that was really something! As you all can see we now have a naked Todd on stage. Once again, it is your choice what should we do with him?"

A babble of shouts rose from the audience as everyone offered suggestions. The announcer waited politely for one suggestion to become predominant. Slowly a chant started that grew in intensity as more and more of the crowd joined in, "CROSS... CROSS.. CROSS!"

It didn't take long before everyone was shouting it!

The announcer raised his hand for quiet. Then shouted, "The audience has spoken... bring out St. Andrew!"

Cheers arose as a large wooden St. Andrew's Cross was wheeled to the front of the stage, facing the audience. The two jock's were then asked to secure Todd to the cross. Which they accomplished in short order and rather roughly. When they were finished, Todd was spread-eagled on the cross, facing the audience. He tested the bonds and confirmed that he was absolutely helpless.

Todd considered his position. Though he felt humiliated and was scared, he also noted that he was more aroused than he had even been before in his life. His hardon was intense, and he was actually looking forward to what was ahead. Of course he would not show that. And so he struggled.

The announcer called for silence, motioned towards Todd's erection and then said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it appears that dear Todd want's more, so what should be done to him?"

(To be continued)

NOW Dear Reader, imagine you are part of the AUDIENCE in that Tri Delt house. The announcer has just said, " So what should be done to him?"

Drop a quick email to: westwoodscotty@hotmail.com with what you would want seen done to Todd while he is on that cross! I need them right away, send them now!

IMPORTANT NOTE Chapter 5 is well under way. It includes the completion of the events at the Tri Delt House and the arrival of the pledges at the Manor House dungeon later that night. I will however take all Email SHOUTS of what to have done to Todd into serious consideration. The one I like most will be used!

***************************************************************** NOTE: If you have any suggestions for any of the upcoming encounters send them to westwoodscotty@hotmail.com. If I can work them in I will. Most of the suggestions I have already received have been good and will continue to be incorporated into the ensuing chapters. Thanks again for the suggestions.

Feel free to suggest some devilish challenges for the pledges OR any of the boys mentioned. LOL, like, ?I would like to see Brian (or whoever) have to do this, or have this done to him, etc.?