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The following story is from a book called SWAT PATROL which has just been published for mail order. If you're interested in the book, you can send a check for $13.70 ($11.95 + $1.75 s&h) to the publisher, SBPC, P.O. Box 20034, Santa Barbara, CA 93120. If you want a brochure, send a mailing address to bross@rain.org.
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Excerpted from "SWAT PATROL: Pledge Paddling On Fraternity Row"
by B.D. "Buzzy" Ross
Copyright (c) 1994 by A.D. Thompson & Co., Publishers
All Rights Reserved.
Five pledges are in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. Seventy
Actives and 20 pledges make a pile of dirty dishes and the five
pledges on K.P. duty grumble about their having to do this. Ron is
at the sink with his hands in the water washing plates. Bill is
drying the clean plates that Ron hands him. Dave is cleaning the
top of the stove. The other two pledges are putting dishes away and
wiping off tables in the dining room. Six foot tall Dave, with sun
blonde hair is the stud of the five. Dave has managed to stay on
the good side of the Actives and has not suffered too much in the
bent-over position. Bill, on the other hand, has become the
Actives' favorite target for paddle practice. Bill's butt is
constantly red and sore from the hard paddlings he is always being
administered. Ron's butt has been protected by his Big Brother
Bruce who has kept the other Actives at bay.
Bruce is sitting in Pledge Trainer Byron's room listening to Byron
complain about certain pledges. Byron tells Bruce that Dave, in
particular, seems to need a little work. Adam, Dave's Big Brother
seems not to take much interest in Dave and is not giving him the
proper guidance. Dave is neglecting his pledge assignments and has
had several run-ins with the Swat Patrol. Byron tells Bruce that he
admires the way Bruce has guided his Little Brother Ron. Ron is
adjusting well to pledge life. Byron tells Bruce that Adam is away
at an Honors Convention for a week and that Dave could use a little
help: would Bruce be interested in taking Dave under his wing and
molding him into a decent pledge? Bruce agrees because he knows
Dave to be a basically decent guy who is just a little wild. Bruce
knows that a firm hand will help Dave immensely. Byron tells Bruce
that he thinks all Dave needs is a little attention and maybe a
little discipline. Bruce tells Byron not to worry, he'll take care
of Dave.
Ten minutes later, Bruce is back in his room. He picks up his
pledge whistle and blows it. Rick, the pledge on hall duty double-
times it to Bruce's room where Bruce tells him to go and get Dave
and bring him to Bruce's room -- on the double. Rick trots down the
hall and up two flights of stairs to the pledge room in the attic.
Dave is lying on his cot reading an assignment for his English
history class. Rick shouts from the doorway for Dave to get his ass
down to Brother Bruce's room right away. Dave asks what's up. Rick
tells him that he doesn't know but that Bruce didn't seems to happy
about something. Dave, wearing only boxers, picks up his Levi's
from the floor and pulls them on, buttoning the fly as he heads out
the door. When he reaches Bruce's room on the first floor, he
knocks on the doorjamb and waits for Bruce to tell him to come in.
Bruce tells Dave to enter and to shut the door behind him. Dave
leans against the wall and casually asks Bruce what he wants him
for. Bruce, seated at his desk, tells Dave to stand at attention,
right now. Dave looks quizzically at Bruce, shrugs his shoulders
and does as he is told. After all, these Actives have some strange
ideas regarding pledge behavior, Dave thinks. I'll humor him a
little. Bruce approaches Dave and tells him that various Brothers
have complained about Dave's attitude and that, with Adam out-of-
town, someone needs to take charge of Dave's life. And that someone
is going to be Bruce. So Dave better snap to and start obeying the
pledge rules and getting into the spirit of the pledge class
activities or he'll be de-pledged and be out on his ass. Dave
realizes that Bruce is serious and begins to worry that maybe he
won't make it into Chi Delta Theta. Dave knows that each semester,
several pledges are kicked out for one reason or another; usually
for having bad attitudes toward the Brothers and the House. Dave
likes the fraternity and wants like hell to be initiated so he
decides that he better kiss up to Bruce and get into his good
graces.
"I'm very sorry Sir."
"My job is to see to it that you conform to the pledge training
standards as set forth in your pledge book" intones Bruce.
"Henceforth you will report to my room every evening at ten o'clock
so that we can review your day and resolve any complaints I've
received from the Brothers. And I kid you not, Dave, you will pay
for each complaint or negative comment, do you understand me
butthead?"
Yes, Sir; Thank You Sir!"
"That's more like it. Now get down and give me twenty!"
Dave gets down in the push-up position and rapidly gives Bruce his
twenty. Dave's arm muscles sting but he resists the urge to
complain. Bruce tells Dave to get to his feet.
"Brother Byron has asked me to adjust your attitude and I know a
very good way to do that. Your Big Brother Adam has failed you,
pledgebreath. He's gone easy on you and it shows. Now we're going
to have to do some catch-up work. I want you to get the desk chair
there and bring it here."
"Yes Sir!" Dave goes over to the desk and picks up the wooden,
captain's chair and brings it over to the middle of the room.
"Now we're going to do a little preliminary attitude adjusting.
Come around here and stand behind the chair. What I want you to do,
Butthead, is to bend over the back of the chair and grab the bottom
of the front chair legs. Got that, pledge?"
"Yes Sir!" Dave looks a little uneasy as he realizes that he is
going to get a paddling. Adam has only paddled Dave once and that
was a few light taps. Dave knows that some of the other Actives use
the paddle more forcefully because he has seen the red butts of
other pledges in the showers and knows that a real paddling can be
memorable. Dave bends over the chair and takes hold of the lower
part of the chair's front legs. His abdomen is touching the back of
the captain's chair and his rear-end is in position.
"Here are my rules for attitude adjustment, butthead: if you leave
the position without permission, the count starts over; if you
neglect to thank me after each swat, the count starts over; if you
fail to keep your butt up high, the count starts over. Got that,
pledge?"
"Yes, Sir!" Dave feels sweat on his forehead and knows that this is
going to be serious.
Bruce walks over to the wall next to the closet and takes the big,
fraternity paddle off the wall. Bruce had this paddle custom made
by the Santa Barbara Paddle Company. It's made of redwood with the
Chi Delt letters emblazoned across the blade along with "Cornell"
and Bruce's pledge-name "Hardswat".
"You're going to take five hard ones across your pledge butt and
you're going to thank me for each one. Got that?"
"Yes, Sir!"
Bruce takes aim and delivers the first swat. The sound of paddle
wood hitting Levi's covered pledge butt resounds in the closed
room. Dave's body jerks forward and a muffled grunt is heard as his
buttocks react to the searing pain created in them by the paddle.
The next four swats are delivered rapidly as Dave's body jerks and
his legs tremble. Dave somehow remembers to thank Bruce for each
swat although he has trouble getting it out after the last two are
administered.
Dave's butt is on fire! He has never felt a paddling like that.
Even his Big Brother Ceremony paddling wasn't as bad. Nor were the
paddlings he had gotten during the line-ups. Dave quickly realizes
that he had better not fool around with Bruce.
"Stand up and put the chair back where you got it. Hurry up!" Bruce
sits down on the edge of the unmade bed. He motions Dave over. Dave
comes over toward Bruce. Bruce notices that Dave's chest hair is
matted to his chest, a sure sign that Dave was sweating. Good.
Maybe he's learning something. "Stand right here next to me." Dave
comes closer and stands sideways to Bruce. "Now we're going to get
intimate, here. I think that what you need is a little pledge to
Brother bonding. So what you're going to do now is to drop your
pants. Do it!"
"Right now, Sir?"
"No, tomorrow, dumb shit! Of course, right now! Get 'em down! All
the way down, butthead, past your knees. O.K. now the boxers. Come
on, hurry up. I want you bare-butt! Down further -- to your knees:
let me see what kind of a man you are. Where'd you get that thing,
from Oscar Meyer? O.K. butthead, get over my lap and get that ass
of your in position for some brother to pledge bonding!"
Bruce puts his hand on Dave's back and shoves him forward a bit so
that Dave's butt is directly over Bruce's right leg. Dave's chest
is resting on Bruce's left leg. Bruce starts right in giving Dave's
already red butt cheeks good, hard hand swats. Bruce alternates
between each cheek moving the swats around so that the whole butt
is covered. Dave's legs are jerking with each swat as he feels his
bare butt being mercilessly swatted by this muscular Active. Dave
also realizes that his cock, positioned where it is on top of
Bruce's leg, is getting hard. Dave has never experienced this
before and wonders why he's getting a hard-on. He also worries that
Bruce will see it.
The spanking ends and Bruce tells Dave to get to his feet. Dave's
dick is at attention as he tries to turn away.
"What you got there, pledgebutt? Got a little excited did you? Like
a big, strong Active spanking your bare little pledge ass, do you?
Is that it, pledgebutt? You get off having your bare ass spanked by
an Active? What else do you get off on? I wonder? Does Dave also
get off on having an Actives tool shoved up his butt?"
Dave feels a knot in his stomach as he realizes that maybe Bruce
will actually fuck him. Dave also realizes that he's secretly
wanted this to happen but has never told anyone and even has tried
not to think about it himself. But sometimes in bed, lying on his
stomach, his cock hard and throbbing underneath him, he has wished
that a big, hunky stud would be lying on top of him with a big rod
inserted up his butt.
Bruce has never done anything like this before at Chi Delta Theta.
He has had a few anonymous experiences in the steam room at Teagle
Gym but never at the House. But Dave is obviously aroused and is a
very masculine, horny, pledge who also obviously wants it. So why
not.
Bruce stands up and shucks off his T-shirt and unbuttons his Levi's
and pulls them down and off. He slides his boxers down and kicks
them into a corner. His big dick is already up and ready to go to
work. He walks over to the head of the bed and opens the drawer in
the table next to it. He pulls out the familiar red envelope
containing a Trojan and rips it open. He installs it over his shaft
and grabs the bottle of lube in the drawer.
Dave's hard-on is hurting he is so ready for it. But he doesn't
want to appear too willing so he turns away. He feels Bruce's
strong hand grasp his biceps and pull him towards the captain's
chair.
"Get over the chair, Dave. I want that butt up in the air and ready
to take it. You're going to like this, pledgebutt. I know you are.
I can see your butt quivering in anticipation already. That nice,
red, hot butt waiting for a studly Active to fuck it. Tell me you
want it, pledgebutt!"
"I want your studly dick in my ass, Brother Bruce, Sir!"
"That's better. Now get your butt up a little bit higher. That's
good. Here's a little lube for you." Bruce squirts out a little Wet
on his fingers and rubs it into Dave's asshole. He squirts some
more into his palm and rubs it all over his Trojan-clad dick. He
gives Dave's butt cheeks a smack and sticks his right index finger
up Dave's butt. Dave grunts. Bruce rubs his finger around inside
Dave's asshole and feels it relax a little.
"You ready for it, Dave? Here it comes. Say 'thank you' Dave!"
"Ohhh. Thank...You...Sir! Thank...You !"
Bruce is all the way in now and begins slowly pumping Dave's butt.
Hot butt skin slaps into Bruce's crotch as he works his cock in and
out. Within moments, Bruce's man-juice explodes into the Trojan
inside Dave's ass. Bruce grips Dave by the shoulders and pulls his
body backwards into his crotch as he tries to ram his cock in
deeper as his juice shoots out. Bruce collapses onto Dave's back,
sweat from his chest mingling with sweat from Dave's back. Bruce
rests his head on Dave's back as his chest heaves.
Dave has never felt anything like it. He never knew that his body
could feel that way. As Bruce's cock pistoned into his butt, Dave
had felt his own cock shoot a load which had left a large, goopy
pool on the seat of Bruce's desk chair. Incredible. Hot. Real man-
sex.
Bruce slowly pulls out and gives Dave's ass a couple of playful
swats. Dave stands up and as he turns, Bruce notices a telling
smile on his face. Bruce also notices the pool of cum on the seat
of his chair indicating to Bruce that Dave got as much out of the
exercise as he had. Bruce walks to the closet and removes a towel
which he tosses to Dave. He grabs one for himself and reaches down
and removes the Trojan and tosses it into the wastebasket. Both
guys towel themselves off.
"Let's hit the showers, Dave", Bruce says as he wraps the towel
around his waist. Bruce opens the door and heads down the hall with
Dave following. The Chi Delt shower is an old-style one consisting
of a large, tiled room with twelve shower heads spread around all
four walls, and an adjacent drying room with benches.
Bruce pushes open the shower room door and enters. Ron and Bill are
already inside under the water. Bruce drops his towel on a bench
and enters the shower room. Dave hesitates because he doesn't want
Ron and Bill to notice his red butt. He also wonders whether they
can tell that he's just been fucked. No there is no way they can
know that and they've both seen many a paddled ass recently in the
showers, he reasons. Dave drops his towel and casually walks into
the shower room. As he turns his back on Ron and Bill he hears a
hoot. Bill points to Dave's recently paddled butt and calls to Ron.
"Looks like your Big Bro finally found his paddle, Dave" Ron
needles.
"Great butt, Gregory! It's about time it got worked over!" -- Bill.
"Fuck you guys! Get off my back!"
Ron grins at Dave: "Looks like someone else got on your back just
now! Hey, I thought Adam was out-of-town."
Bruce turns serious and gives Ron a look which Ron knows well:
"Dave's taking a little retroactive pledge training from me while
Adam's away. If you guys don't watch it, you'll be bent over
getting your asses paddled, too. Ron knows what my paddlings feel
like, don't you Little Brother?"
"Yes Sir, Big Brother, Sir!"
"That's more like it. If I hear any more teasing of Dave, you'll
both have to report to my room for a taste of my paddle,
Understand?"
Ron and Bill in unison: "Yes Sir!"
"Good. Now shower up and get back to the pledge attic where you
belong. Dave, you'll report to me again tomorrow at ten for further
training. Got that?"
Dave grins inwardly as he anticipates another session of "training"
with Bruce.
You can order the whole book by sending $13.70 to SBPC, P.O. Box 20034, Santa Barbara, CA 93120. HOT!!