Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2004 21:45:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Larry Davis <larry76712@yahoo.com>
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.

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