Date: Mon, 3 Oct 2022 21:53:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: umpjones@aol.com
Subject: Pledging Alpha Delts 11

* This story is fiction although based on some real life experiences as a
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and purely unintentional.

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- The chapters are based on real experiences, with some jazz added for
effect.  The reality is there isn't forced gay sexual encounters, but there
was much nudity.

Our Off Week and the Return to Logan's

We were lucky enough to be dropped at the house.  Our pledge meeting was
supposed to start at 9pm but no one from the pledge committee came in.  We
also noticed we were missing Terry.  Bob and Craig went back to our room
and reported back in a few minutes that the only stuff in his trunk and on
his cot were the remaining pledge clothes and fraternity books.  As if they
were watching, the three pledge committee brothers walked in.

"Terry decided he was not worthy of being an Alpha Delt and has decided to
forego any future plans with Alpha Delta Fraternity.  He will not be
missed" said Tim.  "Next item of business is your weekly quiz.  You have 20
minutes and this will be open book."

Travis announced time was up as the three began to grab the quizzes off the
tables.  "We have some good news, sort of" began Brent.  "You will go to
your room, gather all of your belongings, books, clothes, hygiene items,
everything and pack them up.  You will return to your dorms and not return
to the house until next Sunday at 9pm, with all of your pledge belongings.
You will have the week off.  There is to be no contact with any brother;
you are not to come to the house; there is to be no communication until
next Sunday.  The spring class is about to begin their final journey toward
initiation and becoming an Alpha Delt."

Travis added "Tonight at midnight begins Hell Week for the spring
semester's class.  The four of them will be initiated next Saturday night
and will be introduced to you as brothers on Sunday night at your pledge
meeting" stated Travis.  "In the meantime, enjoy a week off maggots.  Any
questions?"

Jake raised his hands and began to speak as Brent nodded to him.  "Sir,
does that include the football game on Saturday.  We don't have to attend?"
"Correct – you have no responsibilities until next Sunday night" said
Brent.

"Before you go pack and head out, I have been asked to extend an
invitation.  Logan would like for some volunteers – not required as you
guys have the week off – but you may volunteer to go to his
farm...something about bringing in the hay - whatever that means.  Anywho,
anyone that volunteers will earn their signature from him and Steven" said
Tim.  "I understand Keith has already volunteered and anyone else can text
Logan toonigghhht!"

"Meeting over.  Now get going" the three loudly stated in unison.

We went quickly to our room and gathered up what little items we had.
Discussion ensued around Terry leaving.  Jonathon said he would text Terry
just to reach out and say no hard feelings.  A couple people asked about
everyone's fall break, what they did and did they go home with any
brothers.  Keith just offered to have dinner Monday night at the café if
anyone wanted to know more about the weekend him, Cameron and myself had
had.  He did say that bringing in the hay was much work and he had often
helped over the years as Logan's family and his were friends and obviously
Steven and Logan were best friends.  He did offer that in the past, dinner
was usually tomahawk ribeyes on the grill.

As we all cleared out and headed back to our dorms, it looked like Keith
would be well assisted the coming weekend – volunteers were Zack, Craig,
Jake, Sam, Davis, Nikko & Landon.  I too said I wouldn't leave my roommate
hanging.  Plus it was two more signatures.

I took the opportunity to hang out with other classmates, particularly
Sarah.  Ever since our pre-arranged study group, we spent time together
– a lunch here, a dinner there and naturally in class we would sit next
to each other.  We would also meet up for collaboration on class work.  We
were heading back to her dorm following a pizza at a local Italian
restaurant to meet up with Michelle to go over some class work.

Having a few days off was nice.  We got to wear regular clothes, take
showers in private, eat normal food and at normal times.  Sleeping in a bed
and not on a cot was heaven.  We also got to catch up on some of our
studies.  It was a nice respite until Thursday night when we got a text
from Logan: pick up 3:30pm tomorrow top floor North parking deck.

Zack, Craig, Jake, Sam, Davis, Nikko, Landon, myself and Keith were all
ahead of schedule.  Steven and Logan both pulled up.  Logan rolled his
window down as the trunk popped open.  "30 seconds to strip naked, clothes
in trunk and in the cars."  It was about 45 minutes through traffic and out
to Logan's farm.  As we pulled down the drive toward the house, Keith asked
"Logan, are your parents home?"

"They are.  But they already saw you, all of you, last weekend.  Home
security cameras dumb ass.  They have something like 20 cameras around the
house and stables.  All they have to do is log in on their phone."

The cars stopped and were ordered out.  The front door opened with Logan's
parents emerging onto the front porch.  We all stood there, butt ass naked
covering ourselves as best as possible.  "You just dropping and running
son?"

"Yeah dad.  We have to get back but there's some more on their way in a
couple of hours" said Logan.  And with that, Logan and Steven (who never
got out of the cars), drove off leaving us standing in the middle of a
gravel driveway, bare naked with his mom and dad waving as they drove away.

Logan's dad came down the steps and introduced himself as Gerald.  "You may
address me simply as Sir or Master."  He motioned us toward the barn with a
couple waves of his hand.  "So just so you maggots know, I was a frat boy
too.  Different school and different frat.  But we had the same hijinx." As
we entered the barn, he motioned to the right and said "I believe some of
you are familiar with your sleeping quarters.  If you had any belongings,
you could toss them in one of the two stalls."  He had a shit eating smile
and seemed to enjoy relishing in reliving his frat days.

"We need to get started by moving these bales of hay out here [motioning to
the aisle down the middle of the barn].  The new bales will get stacked
back here and up top there.  Then we'll move the old stuff back in the
front so it gets used first this winter.  Go ahead and get started and once
you get the bales moved, rake up the loose straw so everything is fresh for
the new bales.  Keith!"

"Yes Sir."

"You will be the communication point person between Bev, myself and you
maggots.  No one else is to approach or address us unless we address you
first.  Understood?"

"Yes Sir."

"And no covering or trying to hide. Comprende?"

"Yes Sir."  The look on Keith's face hurt us all.  None of us could imagine
having to walk up to someone that could be a 2nd mom to you fully exposed.
I wanted to cry for him as this was going to be a long and painfully
emotional weekend.  Nevertheless, it was and we started to move bales of
hay.

Of course, as we were finishing, another car load of folks got dropped off.
Logan's parents greeted them and Gerald directed them over to the barn.  "I
see you maggots are almost done.  Let this group finish cleaning, you guys
go into the 1st stall and have a seat.  When all is done, Keith can come
get us for inspection."

Keith provided some finishing instructions on preparing the floor and
getting all the loose straw up from floor and the rafter area above.  He
left the barn and walked up to the front porch and rang the bell.  Gerald
answered and emerged to walk over to the barn.  "Looks great maggots.
Welcome to rest for a bit.  Bev will sound the bell when dinner is ready.
Just come around to the back of the house."

The aroma of meat on fire permeated the barn.  It wasn't about a minute or
two before the sound of a clanking bell could be heard.  We headed over to
even stronger aroma, smoke billowing from the grill, and tables full of
food.  Bev gestured to a large chest cooler full of beer.  "Help yourselves
boys."

Keith was in the lead and as he walked through the gate, he said "Thank you
ma'am.  My name is Keith."  He stood straight and tall, everything in full
view.  Bev nodded with "nice to see you Keith, all of you again."

Keith stepped forward onto the back patio area and looked back at me.  I
took the que and stepped up.  "My name is Brandon.  Thank you for having
us,"

"Our pleasure.  It's the least we could do for your help this weekend.  And
I do believe I did see you last weekend as well."

Landon followed suit as I progressed onto the patio.  He introduced himself
and thanked Bev and Gerald.  Next up was Craig and then Sam and then Jake.
Nikko began to step forward but stumbled as a big plume of grill smoke hit
him.  Regaining composure, he stated his name.  Bev held him up for a
moment "You steady on your feet there Nikko?"  Davis and Zack rounded out
our group.

While nudity had become second nature to us and being paraded in front of
everyone naked, it obviously wasn't to the other group.  Trying to hold
onto some modesty and dignity, the first to come forward was Carson.  He
was tall, very blond, and super skinny.  Bev looked him up and down just as
Gerald barked at him to not cover up.  With a nod of her head, Carson moved
forward and Seth stepped forward.  Seth was short and muscularly compact;
brown hair and blue eyes.  Seth proceeded forward and Matt was next.  Matt
was about the same height as Seth but obviously didn't work out as much.
Billy rounded out the foursome.  He was a ginger with bleach white skin,
some freckles and some huge puffy nipples.  Of course Bev had to comment on
his red hair and half dollar size nipples.

We finally having all been introduced and pleasantly shown off for Gerald
and Bev's amusement, ate and drank.  Conversation was casual with lots of
questions to all 13 of us about school, pledging, girlfriends, likes &
dislikes.  Gerald even threw in some interesting tidbits of how Bev was a
`little sister' in his fraternity and that is how they met.  The best of
all was his story of when he gave her his letters, an event called
lavalliering.  We all learned the symbolism, the history and the customs
behind this.

We naturally offered to clear the tables and to clean up.  Upon completion,
with some assistance and direction from Bev, we were led to the barn &
stables.  Six and seven in two stalls, Gerald locked the stall doors,
turned off the lights and closed the exterior door.