THE PLEDGE              -            Written and donated by:
----------                           "ROOT 1" of CHRISTOPHER
STREET BBS (201) 992-5660

I was very good for my weight class and it was the one sport I had found where 
being the little guy didn't work against me. I had made lots of friends that 
year and had earned the  respect of the upper classmen who were my teammates. 
We had become a close group and they had treated me like one of the guys as 
soon as I started proving myself in the beginning of  the year.  

Even more important than the varsity letter was the paper I held in my hands. 
It was an invitation to join JOCKS, a club that some of the varsity men were 
part of.  Not everyone was asked and it was a tight fraternity of guys.  The 
invitation said that I was to be at Andy Renson's house tonight at 8 pm if I 
wanted to pledge.

I arrived on time and was met by Andy.  He was two weights above me in 
wrestling and was considered State Champ material. He was dressed in Levis and 
a varsity jacket.  He didn't have a shirt on and his hairless chest filled the 
space between the open lapels of the jacket.

"Josh", he started, "Are you sure you want to be a Jock?"

"Yes.", I assured him, "It's more important than the letter itself."

"You have several things working against you today.  You're only a Freshman, 
you don't have any brothers who were members and you're untested.  Todays 
initiation is going to answer a lot of the questions the guys have."

"Well, I know I want to be a part of the group." I insisted, not knowing all 
that I was promising with that easy answer.

We went into the house and down the steps into the basement. I could hear other
people present but a blanket had been hung up across the doorway.  Andy 
signaled me to wait and he ducked under the barrier.  I was nervous as I 
waited; Within several seconds Andy was back outside.

"This is your last chance to change your mind.", he warned, as he held back the
blanket in invitation.

I stepped past him into the room.  There were about twenty guys there.  It was 
all of the members of the JOCKS.  Each had on his club jacket and jeans and 
none of them wore shirts.  A wall of bare chests faced me and closed around me 
in a circle. Andy now stood behind me.  In front, and obviously in charge was 
Jimmy "D", the quarterback from the football team, and star basketball guard. 
He was a senior who was tall and thin, but very well built. 

The only light was from a candle that each of them held.

"Boy", Jimmy started, "I understand you want to be a JOCK."

"Yes", squeeked out of my dry mouth.

"Well look around you good because the first part of the test is you proving 
your blind faith in us.  We blindfold you for that."  

I stood there frightened as Andy reached over my head and tied a cloth across 
my eyes.  I felt panic.  I could still picture the room and see each of the 
faces on the people around me.

Jimmy's voice cut through the fear , "Do you have blind faith in us?"

"Yes."

"Will you be a member who would give to a brother member"?

"Yes."

"Then give me the shirt off your back".

I stood paralyzed for several seconds and the voice repeated, "Give me your 
shirt."

I unbuttoned my shirt.  I could almost watch myself doing it as I imagined what
it looked like to those people around me. I could picture my hand moving down 
the line of buttons and the pale flesh showing in the candle light.  I pulled 
out the tails of the shirt and took it off, letting it be taken from my hands. 
I could feel goose bumps starting to form, not so much from the cold, but from 
the chill of fear.

A voice off to my left said, "He could use some weight work on that upper body,
Jim."

Jim's voice intruded again.  "If you were a JOCK, would anything scare you"?

"No", I lied.

"Well, if nothing could scare the pants off you we want you to prove it and 
take the pants off."

The blackness of the blindfold made me again imagine I was watching myself from
across the room.  I saw myself unsnap the top of my jeans and my hand move to 
my fly.  I could see the patch my mother had sewen on the one knee.  I could 
imagine the worn back pocket where I always carried my wallet.  I remembered 
that I had put on Fruit of the Loom briefs and as my hand slid the zipper down,
I could almost see the blue and yellow lines on the waistband.  I let go of the
pants and felt them slide to the floor around my calves.  My cock felt like it 
was trying to pull back into my body and hide.

"Take the pants off."  Jims' voice commanded.

I stepped out of my jeans and now stood there protected only by my briefs.  I 
felt more naked then if I had been totally bare.  I could feel my cock begin to
stir behind that soft cloth.  My balls took on a life of their own as they 
shifted position in the loose support.

"As a JOCK you will hide nothing from a brother.  You will bare your soul and 
body.  Do you understand?"

Unable to speak, I nodded.

"If you understand, why are you standing there like that"?

I knew what had to be done and moved to do it.  I pushed my shorts from my hips
and let them drop to my ankles.  I stepped out of them and in doing so moved 
closer to Jimmy.  I could feel everyone's presence but his was the strongest. 
My cock had now taken on a fullnes that I had felt hundreds of times before.  I
hoped the people in the room wouldn't notice.  

"Kneel and take the oath."

I felt my knees touch the ground.  I repeated the oath as Jimmy prompted me 
line by line.  As the oath finished and as I swore to it, I could feel the 
blindfold being removed.  Jim stood inches away from me.  He was still wearing 
his jacket but his pants were off and he wore only a jock.  The bulging pouch 
filled the area in front of my face.  Curls of pubic hair spilled out in a dark
shadow against his legs.  His hand was pulling the pouch aside and his cock 
pushed its way out, pointed toward my mouth.

"Seal the oath pledge."

I leaned forward knowing what he wanted.  I was embarassed, but caught up in 
something I no longer could control.  I parted my lips and felt the warm penis 
in my mouth.  I kissed it with a suck.

A flash of light filled the room.  I could hear the whirr of a camera ejecting 
its picture.  

Jim pulled his suddenly hard cock from my face and another brother took his 
place.  One after the other, each stood there in their jocks.  Each pulled 
aside the symbol of the club and presented his cock.  They were large and 
small.  Some were dark and thick others were pale and thin.  Each had its own 
smell and each its own taste.  One by one they were pushed into my face and 
sucked.  Each time a flash filled the room. They paused only to change film 
packs as the entire group sealed the pledge.

As the last brother moved away, I stood, my head hanging down, afraid to look 
at any of the guys present.  

Jim moved toward me and held my shoulders.  His hands moved along my arms that 
hung at my side and came to rest at my  hips.  He dropped to his knees and 
astonished me by taking my young virgin cock into his own mouth.  Without a 
word, each brother again passed by me.  This time each knelt and sucked me.... 
Me, a runt of a freshman was getting sucked by the best of the school.  My dick
was harder then ever.  It throbbed with the excitement.  As the last brother 
let it spring out of his mouth, it oozed precum juice.  It swayed, stiff and 
upright.

"Pledge, join the circle."

I moved from the center of the circle to a position on the ring.  We were all 
facing each other with erect cocks.  Each of us was slowly stroking our cocks. 
Frank across the way groaned and stroked faster.  His excitement fueled all of 
us. He came in a sigh of pleasure, cum shooting into the center  of the circle 
and falling on the floor.  I recall Andy coming next.  His hand moving faster 
and faster until it suddenly froze at the head of his rigid cock and streams of
white cum spilled over his fingers and ran down to his balls.

One after the other, each came.  Everyone with his own sounds of pleasure.  The
room filled with the sexual odor of our excitement.

As my own cock shot its load and relaxed, the room filled with a trust that I 
had never experienced before.  I understood why the group was so close.

Jimmy again stepped forward.  He held his hand out and presented me with a 
jock.

"Wear it in health, brother."