Dedicated to pledgebutt joe
"Hey Gil, Evan sez you better have your butt downstairs in ten or it's pop paddle time. Supposedly they're gonna have some new pledge stunt to put us through. But by the looks of it, you're not going anywhere...ha ha."
Now you'd think a 230+ lb. guy in a pink thong bodysuit would know better than to mock anybody else. What's a thong bodysuit, you ask? Well, it's a thong with suspender like straps that go over your shoulders and really wedge the thong up your buttcrack tight. So that the thong rubs against your helpless asshole and you walk around with a permanent hard-on. Not that you're gay or anything if you pop wood cause your butthole's being rubbed. AHEM.
Anyway, the brothers put Spike in the bodysuit cause they love watch his big buns jiggle. And the reason why Spike feels fit to laugh at me is cause I'm lying on my bedroom floor, ass-up, barebutt naked, wrapped from toes to neck in Saran Wrap X. Which puts my long, lean muscular nudity on display very nicely, thank you - my arms pinned to my sides, _c_o_c_k_ and balls mashed against me, asscheeks squeezed together by their brandy-new plastic wrapping. Saran Wrap X is an invention of Evan's, an really durable clear plastic wrap that once you're bound in - you ain't getting out on your own. Picture lycra to the tenth power.
So here I am, squirming around on my floor, trying to get free. By the way, my rear is a bright red, because while the demented teddy bear Evan was wrapping me up, he stopped at my waist so just my arms were pinned to my sides, grabbed my _c_o_c_k_ and draped me over his lap. And gave me the hand-spanking of my life...my buns jiggled under his hand. Imagine being naked, wrapped in plastic and kicking and crying over some guys lap as he uses your butt for bongo practice. Humiliating. So as soon as he stopped my paddling, he wrapped my ass and legs and deposited me on the floor. I look like a _d_a_m_n_ earthworm. Spike runs off.
Luckily the stuff is pliable -so I'm able to (I'm not kidding) maneuver onto my back, open my desk drawer with my toes and knock it onto the floor. Luckily I have a pair of scissors in there. Five minutes of grunting, squirming, contorting (my butt aches both from the spanking I got and the fact that my buttcakes are squeezed painfully together by the plastic wrap - my ass feels swollen and enormous) and etc., and I'm free.
No time for clothes I hurtle downstairs holding my flopping _c_o_c_k_ and bouncing balls in my hands so they don't flop too much and do some damage. I skid into the common room with two seconds to spare to laughter and applause.
"And I thought I had you wrapped up tighter than last night's leftovers, Vince..." Evan boomed cheerfully. He calls me Vince sometimes cause I look like Vince Vaughn, the guy from Swingers.
"Yes, MIGHTY BROTHER, SIR!" I bellow.
Dean looked us over, and said mockingly, "Are you four pussies ready for your tagteam championship bouts against Jabba the Butt?"
The four of us looked at each other, alarmed. Spike's cute fat-Dean Cain face, Joey aka. Nathan from the Real World, Scotty Irish pug dog, crooked grin look....JABBA THE BUTT?
As usual, TO BE CONTINUED.....any comments, ideas, or suggestions, please e-mail me......can someone start a fraternity hazing webpage besides CDT? Or is there anyplace to find frat initation photos?