Fraternity War
Part 3
by Jackson Amacher (j_amacher@yahoo.com)
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VI.
After Charlie gave the go-ahead, we immediately went to work on the long chain of bareass naked helpless Brig guys in front of us.
I selected Alex, the guy I had first stripped. I put my cold hand on his shoulder and started to run it across his body. He shifted around a bit and squirmed uncomfortably. I brought my hands down to his dick and started to tickle it a bit, gently rubbing underneath. To my delight, he got an erection very quickly, and his seven inch erect cock stuck straight out from his body.
I went behind him, unzipped my cock from my pants, put on a condom, and started fucking him up the ass. He yelped into the gag and kind of tried to use his handcuffed hands behind his back to push me away, but he didn't push hard at all so I kept going. I tried to plunge deeper with each stroke. I was enjoying it and just about to shoot my load when one of my fraternity brothers tapped me on the shoulder.
"Want to trade?," he asked. I nodded.
I pulled out of Alex and stuck my cock immediately into the butt that was right next to him. This ass was smaller and tighter, and the Brig pledge I was fucking seemed to know what to do. He tensed his sphincter around my penis as it plunged deeper into him, almost caressing me with his ass. Before long, I came into the condom.
"Jesus, this guy's great, you've gotta try him," I said to no one in particular. But guys heard me, and as soon as I pulled out another guy was ready to give the guy a shot.
I took a minute to look around the basement. We had a long string of naked Brig pledges, chained to each other at the neck, being used as sexual receptacles by a bunch of horny TED frat boys. Through the gags you could hear some whimpering, but no crying or outright protests. These guys were taking it like men. Some of them were probably stupid enough to still think it was their own fraternity that was doing this to them.
Through all of this, of course, Charlie was taking pictures. He got lots of frontal shots, and also shots of the guys getting fucked up the ass.
Finally, around 4 AM, we were all close to exhausted. The Brig pledges, who had been standing up all that time, looked like they were ready to collapse.
"Let's take them back," Charlie announced.
We lead the long chain of pledges, still blindfolded, upstairs and out the door. It was so late at night that there was absolutely no one on the street. We led the naked pledges back towards the woods. Even after having had hours to go at these guys as much as we wanted, I have to admit it was still a real turn-on to see them naked, obedient, and being humiliated by being forced to walk naked in public.
When we got back to the clearing in the woods where we had picked them up, Charlie laid a duffel bag he had been carrying on the ground and motioned us towards it. The bag contained a ton of leg restraints: big leather handcuff-type things that are made to go over the ankles, so that the victim can just barely take a step. We each picked up a leg restraint and buckled one onto each of the pledges. When this job was done, we undid the chain holding all their necks together. This left them naked, gagged, blindfolded, and bound hand and foot.
"Men of Beta Rho Gamma," Charlie intoned in his mock- Brig voice, "return to your homes. The police will be here in fifteen minutes."
The brig pledges immediately started trying to walk around, only to realize that they couldn't take steps bigger than two or three inches. Some of them started trying to hop, which made them look absolutely ridiculous because their cocks would flap up towards their bellies and then back again.
Charlie and the rest of us took off quickly, before we got caught at the scene of our prank. On the way back home, Charlie stopped at a pay phone and made an anonymous call to the police reporting an orgy in Kameny Woods.
When we got back home, I caught a few hours of sleep but then woke up to get to my 8:30 AM engineering class. I got dressed, grabbed a bite to eat, and headed out the door.
I was thrilled to see two naked Brig pledges across the street on the sidewalk, trying to walk as fast as they could. Somehow they had gotten their blindfolds off, but they were still gagged and handcuffed, and their ankles were still bound together. They had these frantic looks in their eyes. You could tell they wished they were walking a lot faster than they were. They looked over and saw me staring at them, smiling, and just started to speed up.
By now, people were starting to wake up and get on their way to classes. I walked towards the center of campus, where the classroom buildings are. It's not far from the freshman dorms, where most of the Brig pledges live. The crowd outside the classroom buildings was bigger than usual today, and I saw why. They were enjoying the sight of dozens of buff, bound men helplessly trying to move their naked bodies away from prying eyes as fast as they could. When they tried to cross the street, it was especially funny, because with their ankles bound together they walked so slow that they held up traffic and had to endure honks and catcalls from all the drivers.
What got me was that no one, but no one, was stopping to help the guys out. It would have been easy for someone to ungag one of the guys, or help one out of his ankle restraints, but no one was lifting a finger to take these guys out of their humiliation. Instead, people would reach out and spank one of them, or even trip them and watch them squirm on the grass and try to stand up again.
I saw a bigger crowd near the freshman dorms, so I walked over there. There was a bunch of the Brig pledges there. They didn't have their keys, so they had to wait outside in front of the door for someone to let them in. But no one would. Instead, people would just run their fingers across the guys' bodies and tease them, or promise to let them in if they'd do humiliating things like sing or pose for photographs.
Finally, a police car pulled up. We could see in the back seat that there was already three Brig pledges crammed in back there. This got the crowd to disperse, and someone finally let the Brig guys into their dorm. I have no idea what happened to them once they got in there.
As far as we knew, there was nothing to link the prank to us. We were sure that Brig would know who did it, but there was no way they could prove anything. Still, we knew something was going to happen to us.