Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2004 21:45:36 -0800 (PST) From: Larry Davis Subject: Bestality/College: Dog Days of Fraternity Pledging The Dog Days of Fraternity Pledging By Larry76712@yahoo.com I was a normal college male, and pledged DDG my sophomore year. I was getting laid regularly, drinking heavily and still making the grades it took to keep my parents satisfied. Our pledge period was 40 days (and especially 40 nights), and it more fun than hassle. Yes, there was the sophomoric bullshit for all of us in the pledge class: running errands for members, doing exercises, working on service projects until 3 am and some more serious hazing by individual members. My Big Brother had me sitting in on some of his classes, keeping me in his room until late ironing his clothes, doing pushups, answering stupid questions and listening to his endless line of crap. After the first few weeks, some big brothers started letting up, but not Kerry. One Friday night he told me to wash his car and pick him up at the cafeteria. When I got there, it was him and two other brothers. We went from there to the Beer Barn and got a case and then headed out of town. I found out that one of the brothers' parents owned a farm outside of town where they had a few horses and some crop, but they didn't live there. James opened the gate to his the farm and locked it behind the car, and we drove to the barn. For awhile we petted the horses and threw sticks for the dogs -- three huge German Shepherd mixes -- while we tossed back the brews. Then they started in on me. Push-ups, reciting chapter legends. Making me beg them to abuse me. Then they made me strip. I always hated stripping because my dick was small -- about 5 inches hard, but thick. And so they started in about my clit being sofat. More exercises, more bullshit, and then they tied my hands in front of me and put a horse halter over my head and started leading me around. Real assholes. They tied my hands to a rope that they then tied to a post and left me there while they went outside where I could hear them whispering. I started worrying bout being left there naked because I had a physics test on Monday and I needed to study. Eventually they came back in with one of the dogs on a leash. They pulled a workbench over to where I was tied, pushed all the saddle tack off the table and told me to get on the table on my hands and knees. I quit worrying about missing a test and started worrying about being branded or some other stupid thing that would hurt. Once I was on the table, they left my hands tied, and Kerry and Steve grabbed my arms. James called the dog -- "King" up on the table, and still I was clueless. Then Kerry started rubbing something called Bag Balm on my nipples, telling me it was used on cow's udders to keep them from cracking on cold days after machine milkings. Man that stuff stinks. Then he crammed a salve-coated finger up my asshole. I screamed. I know I can be a wimp, but you would have screamed too. He had a big finger and I had never had anything up my ass. They ignored me and coated my ass with more of it, and James raised King's front paws up onto my back and the damn dog grabbed ahold and started humping me. I was yelling about his claws digging into my sides -- it was still beyond my imagination that his cock might get into my ass. But that's exactly what started happening. James was guiding the dog's dick into my ass. Kerry may have had a big finger, but it was nothing compared to King's cock. I really started fighting them then, but Kerry and Steve held me tight while the dog forced his cock all the way into my ass and started fucking me with rapid-fire thrustings. They started telling me I was King's bitch now and to squeeze his cock with my ass muscles and it would be over with sooner. I could barely hear them, and it didn't register-- the pain was so intense, all I could see was red. The dog fucked and fucked, and seemed to be long dicking me more than in the beginning. After 3-4 minutes, which seemed like an hour, the pain was letting up. I could finally breathe again, and I started cussing and threatening and they laughed. Where he got it, I don't know, but the next thing I remember was a flash -- James was taking Polaroids of me -- with my face in the picture. I'd never been a big-picture kind of guy, but at that moment that I knew my life would never be the same. They continued to call me names, take pictures and laugh at me, until all of a sudden, my ass opened and King tied to me with his knot. Now I didn't even know dogs had a knot. I guess I saw dogs fucking who got hung up, but I never gave it a thought. Looking back, I guess I thought that was hysterical when I was a kid, but there was nothing funny about it now. I passed out. When I came to, I was still being fucked, but I could feel something warm inside my ass. I thought the dog was pissing because it seemed such a heavy, continuous stream. Then I realized he was cumming. I was being bred, just like a bitch. I thought his hot cum was running out of my ass, but Kerry told me it was blood -- that I had lost my cherry to a dog. I didn't realize that it was turning me on until Kerry pointed out to everyone -- including me -- that I had a hardon. In fact, what he said was that my clit was throbbing. As a matter of fact it was. The dog continued to fuck and continued to shoot inside me, and they continued to take pictures with my hard dick prominent in the photos. Then the unthinkable happened: I started to cum, which they noticed and got pictures of that too. Then King started trying to get out. He was pulling against my ass, but the knot was keeping him inside me. Then James, who had obviously seen this happen before, warned them to hold the dog still until his knot went down. He and Steve went outside the barn to smoke, while Kerry was holding the dog still. My head was on my tied arms on the table, and I was crying quietly, and my ass was still up in the air. King was laying across my back. Kerry leaned over me with his lips next to my ear. "Don't cry bitch," he said softly, licking my ear from time-to-time. "You know you liked it. Hell, you even got your nut. You don't have a thing to worry about, as long as you do what I tell you. I can keep James and Steve quiet, but you will be happy to know that we will be nailing your ass when we feel like it - just to keep you from being too lonely without old King here. We breed your ass, you follow every little order, and we'll still let you in the frat. In fact, when pledging is over, I'll be moving you in with me. And if you give us a problem or if you decide to go to the dean about this, then these pictures will go to your parents, your girlfriend, cafeteria bulletin boards, the dean -- even the newspaper." About that time, King's knot popped out -- I could actually hear it pop. Then the cum, blood and from the smell of it, shit too, really started coming out. But that full feeling that was so hot was gone too, and I looked hungrily at Kerry's hard-on that was stretching his pants. He untied my hands as James and Steve came back into the barn. James, always the good host, tossed me a roll of toilet paper and told me to go out to the faucet and clean myself up. I did, and when I came back in, Kerry told me to bend over and hold my ankles. I was in no condition for more exercises, but when I heard one of them unzip, I knew I wasn't the one who would be exercising. I protested weakly, but they knew I wanted their cocks in my ass. Turns out it was James unzipping, and he followed his dog up my ass. I don't know if King's cock was very big or James' cock was small like mine, but he didn't really hurt me at all. In fact, with all the left over Bag Balm and King's cum, I barely felt him. Steve was next, and his cock was bigger -- it hurt a little in the beginning and I felt every thrust. Of course, they took pictures. Kerry put his arm around me and led me outside and told me to squat and shit. I did. All the fucking created a lot of gas and I blew shit and cum all over the ground and my legs. He got the water hose and rinsed me off. Then he gave me the hose and told me to work the nozzle up my butt. I did and he turned the water back on and filled me to overflowing. I voided again, and cleaned off with the toilet paper, and they took me back inside, leaned me over a hay bale and I got fucked for the fourth time. Kerry's cock was much bigger and when he mounted me, I instantly got hard again. I could actually feel Kerry shoot and I came again, unloading my cum into the hay. The dogs were sniffing around again, and one of the other two was a young male. He started trying to mount me, and James came over with a horse blanket, spreading it across my back and sides to keep the dog from scratching me as badly as King had. They all thought that was funny too. The dog slid in easily, fucked fast, but when he tied, I screamed again in pain. I told you I was a wimp. When the dog finished making me his bitch too, they held him still for a few minutes, but he pulled away from them and turned around so that we were butt-to-butt. They all thought that was the funniest thing they had ever seen, so it was another Kodak Moment. Kerry told me to squeeze my ass shut and keep the cum inside with his. I could barely walk back to the car, and had a hard time getting into bed back at the frat house. Luckily, it was a Friday night and there was almost no one there. I drifted off to sleep as I felt dog stud cum and frat boy cum leaking out of my ass into my bed. When I woke Saturday morning, there was a cock in my face....but that's another story if anyone's interested. I'd like your feedback: larry76712@yahoo.com.