V
I woke up the next day and could still feel an ache in my balls from the abuse they'd received the night before, but it was my back that was still really sore. At first I panicked, trying to leap up and crashing into the roof of the cage. Then I remembered all that had happened, why I was in pain, and my new position. I settled back into my cage, sitting with my back against the bars and my knees tucked up beneath my chin, encircled by my arms. It was still dark and I had the feeling it was very early still, like pre-6am early. I wasn't sure what time Zach or any of the other brothers woke up, but I knew I wouldn't be getting back to sleep. For the first time since I had become Fag Pledge, I had a minute to myself to think.
My thoughts weren't particularly coherent; in fact, they were flying round my head at around 100mph. Though last night had been a bit more violent than I had anticipated, I was still feeling confident that I had made the right decision. That might sound mad but I did. If you didn't grow up poor in nowheresville, it's probably difficult for you to understand, but the opportunities and access being offered to me were worth any amount of suffering the brothers wanted to inflict on me.
From my cage I could just make out Zach's silhouette, lying on his bed. He had thrown his sheet off his torso in the night so that his chest was visible as he lay on his back. He had defined muscles and beautifully crafted abs, with a delightful happy trail leading down into his boxer shorts. His legs were mostly covered by the sheet, but I was sure his legs would be as finely sculpted as the rest of him. Stupid as it might seem, I started to fantasise about what life would be like if I was just Zach's slave, if I could serve him and him alone, be moulded into his perfect fag. The more I thought about this, the more I could feel my cock straining against the cage Zach had put on it. I'd always known I was gay -- at least since I had seen Robbie Ling stripping out of his sweaty shirt after a long trail ride, but I had never thought of myself as particularly submissive. Yet the proof of that was straining between my legs.
Slowly, the room got lighter as the sun rose. I noticed that Zach was stirring, shifting from his back to his side and making small grunting noises. I could tell he was starting to wake up so was unsurprised when he called out You awake, Fag?'. I eagerly responded, telling him that I was. Come over here then'. I saw him fiddle with his phone and heard the lock on my cage click -- clearly it, as well as the cage on my cock, could be controlled remotely. I scurried out of my cage on all fours and went over to Zach's bed, still on my hands and knees. I sat back on my knees, looking up at Zach as he swung his legs off the bed so that they straddled my shoulders. He stood, reached into his boxers and took out his cock. `Open your mouth, Fag, time to take my morning piss. Get used to this'.
I levered myself up slightly so that my mouth was level with Zach's soft cock. He rested the tip of his cock between my slightly parted lips and let loose his stream with a satisfied moan. His morning piss tasted stronger than the diluted, evening piss I had drunk the night before. I coughed slightly at its taste but was careful not to spill any, even taking more of his cock into my mouth to minimise the risk. His stream was powerful and seemed to last forever. Still, I swallowed just as quickly as he pissed, looking up at him the entire time. As the stream slowed to a trickle and then stopped, Zach shook the last few drops off into my mouth and fell back into his bed.
`Well done Fag -- you've done well there. Now get up here and suck me off'. He patted the bed next to him as you would if you wanted a dog to jump and join you. I didn't waste any time and climbed up onto his bed, kneeling between his legs. Zach waved me on lazily and I lowered my head back towards his semi-hard cock. I took his cock into my mouth and felt it growing instantly harder. I had been face fucked a lot last night, but this was the first time I had actually sucked a cock where I was in control of the tempo. This scared me a little bit. I didn't want to do anything wrong.
I gripped the base of Zach's cock in my hand and started to jerk him gently as I took as much of his length into my mouth as possible. I tried sucking his cock in time with my hand movements, moving slowly and flicking my tongue across Zach's head whenever I could. Judging from the moans of pleasure from Zach, I was doing something right so I carried on, enjoying the feeling of Zach's rock-hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth. Pretty soon I was taking the whole length in my mouth, removing my hand from the base. I placed one hand on Zach's muscled thigh and used the other to fondle his balls.
Zach's moans of pleasure increased and he started talking to me: fuck yes, Fag. Just like that, Fag. Keep it going, Fag. Who's a good, Fag?' I was responding to his praise, lapping it up you might say. Zach placed his hands on my head and I thought he was going to face-fuck me to finish, but he just applied some loose pressure, guiding my mouth in the motions that brought him the most pleasure. Soon after he did that, I felt his balls draw up, he cried Fuck yes!' and ropes of cum were shooting from his cock, into my mouth and down my throat. He shot more cum than I knew one guy could and I tasted every bit of it before swallowing it down. He sucked his cock, trying to drain every last drop from him and started to feel him softening in my mouth. I pulled back, releasing his cock and kneeling back to admire Zach as he lay there.
Good job Fag. I guess you haven't sucked many cocks so I'm impressed. More proof we made the right decision,' Zach drawled, and I felt pride rise within me. Dominic wants to see you now, Fag. He text me to send you over to his room once I was done with you'. With that Zach seemed to forget about me, and I guessed that I was dismissed. I slid off of his bed, went to the door, slipped out and found myself alone in the hallway.
Once outside Zach's room I realised I had no idea where Dominic was. I briefly considered going back to ask Zach, but decided it was a bad idea. I hadn't figured Zach out yet. I didn't think he was as gratuitously cruel as some of the brothers the night before had been, but I definitely knew he wouldn't tolerate any failure, and I figured he'd view asking this as a failure. I looked around and noticed that each door had a name, sometimes two, on a plaque. Breathing a sigh of relief, I started looking for Dominic's. The names on the doors around me all belonged to members of the committee, so I figure Dominic's couldn't be far away. I was right, and found Dominic's name on the third door I came to.
I knocked and a sleepy voice called `come on in'. I opened the door and stood in the doorway, looking into a room slightly smaller than Zach's, with light streaming in from an open window. In the light I could see a bed with two shapes in it. Dominic was sitting back propped up by pillows, his bare chest uncovered. Next to him, lying flat, and with Dominic's arm wrapped around his shoulders, was Henry Sands, who had smiled at me while he blew his load on my face. Dominic's hair was tousled from sleep and he was wearing a vague, sleepy, contented smile. In that moment I saw a different definition of beauty to Zach's. Zach was hard, handsome, all straight lines and drive, with a slight sense of menace. His beauty was that of a mountain range, stunning and magnificent, but capable of hurting you if you made a mistake. Dominic seemed softer, an easy smiler. He was more like a placid lake with sun glinting off the water or a forest glade, with a carpet of wild flowers.
Shut the door and come over here,' Dominic said, as Henry lifted himself up onto his elbows, apparently to get a better look at me. And when a brother has summoned you, you don't need to knock on the door before going in'. I shut the door and walked to the side of the bed, not saying anything yet as I tried to gauge the situation. Were these two together? Did anyone else know? Sam and Ben had told me that there were gay brothers, but I had basically assumed they were closeted or low down the food chain.
These questions must have been written on my face because Dominic chuckled, a rich, warm sound, and answered them. Henry has been my boyfriend since the first week we joined the frat, three years ago, as pledges. I was taken in by his classical good looks and storytelling abilities. He was a fool who fell for the first guy to suck his cock'. Henry laughed at this and dug his elbow playfully into Dominic's side. Dominic let out another chuckle and carried on. We're not the only couple in the frat, and far from the only gays or bisexuals. You're this year's Fag, congratulations, it's a great gig, but you're not Fag because you're gay -- if indeed you are, though I think you are -- and most gays aren't fags. This is your first time away from a small town where you've probably heard gays and fags use interchangeably. Well people who say that are fucking idiots, so unlearn it'. I was just standing naked in front of these two as Dominic was speaking. Dominic was looking into my eyes as he spoke, but I could feel Henry's eyes assessing me.
Henry spoke up in a cultured voice, in which I could almost hear family money. `Climb in here Fag. Get warm between us'. He scooted over slightly, creating a small gap between him and Dominic that I might be able to squeeze into, but only if I clamber over Dominic. I looked at Dominic, who nodded, and I started to climb over him. In the manoeuvre, I ended up straddling him, my knees either side of his waist and my hands either side of his shoulders. Our faces were inches apart and I went to move away, but his hand was on the back of my head, fingers lacing through my hair, and he pulled me in for a kiss before I could move. I froze as his soft lips touched mine, fleetingly at first, but soon the kiss grew stronger. I let his tongue part my lips, pliant beneath his spell. I felt his tongue in my mouth and instinctively moved mine in time with his, beginning to kiss him back. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer, pressing my body into his, feeling the warmth of his crotch grow against my caged and frustrated cock.
I had forgotten Henry, but Henry had not forgotten us and I felt his hands moving over my tender back, stroking my beaten ass. He had scooched closer to us so that his chest, stomach, cock, and legs were flush with the sides of our bodies. I assumed Henry and Dominic were relaxed about what each did with me, perhaps they even had an open relationship, but I still felt a flush through my body at the thought I was making out with a guy whose boyfriend was lying right next to us.
`You've had a hard 18 hours or so, Fag, but we're going to show you that there's pleasure to be had here too'. I felt his lips brush my cheek as Dominic and I continued to kiss, and then felt Henry's hand work a gap between mine and Henry's body. I assumed he was searching for Dominic's cock, but then I felt him working the cage from my cock. In the excitement of kissing Dominic, I hadn't even heard the click of it unlocking. Once free, my cock did what it wanted to do for ages and grew instantly.
Dominic rolled me off him, onto my back and straddled me, still kissing me passionately. Then he broke the kiss, pulling up and away from me. I tried to follow him, raising my head from the pillow Dominic had left it on, but he placed a hand on my chest and pushed me back down. He obeyed the pressure of his hand and lay down, worried that my pleasure was over and it was time to serve as Fag again. But the Dominic was kissing my forehead, my eyelids, my nose, my cheeks, and chin. Then he kissed my neck, my shoulders, my chest, and sucked on my nipples. He kissed and licked his way down my body until the next place he had to kiss was my cock. I was desperate for him to, desperate to feel his soft, warm, wet mouth envelop my cock and grant me the release I'd been desperate for, for ages. But he skipped my cock. I cried out in protest and was rewarded with another chuckle, as he shuffled down the bed and kissed my thighs. His hands took hold of my thighs and then my legs just behind my knees. He lifted them up, tilting me slightly so that my ass was exposed. I understood then that Dominic was going to fuck me and not touch my cock. I was wrong.
Henry slipped a couple of pillows under my back so that Dominic could lower my legs while keeping my arse exposed. Dominic then dropped onto his stomach, face level with my ass, and kissed each cheek before spreading them apart, revealing my hole. He placed a soft, even tender, kiss on my hole and I gasped at the pleasure that small contact sent through my body. That jolt was nothing compared to what I felt moments later when Dominic striped my hole with his tongue. I moaned, sinking further into the mattress, begging Dominic to continue. As he let his tongue skate across my hole a second time, Henry took my cock into his mouth and my balls into one of his hands. Henry massaged my balls as he sucked my cock, and Dominic continued to rim my hole, getting his tongue stuck in. I glanced down and was amazed at the sight. Dominic's mop of curly bed-hair was nestled in my ass, his long, athletic body running down the bed behind. Henry was knelt over my crotch, his body tightly, and his fair, wavy hair flopping around as his mouth bobbed up on a down over my cock, as hard as a steel rod. These two beautiful boys were servicing my body and I was loving it.
I had never felt pleasure like it. My whole body was wracked with it. My fists were balled at my side, squeezing hard as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. My breathing was short, coming in ragged bursts as I approached climax. There was no way I could last long under this twin assault from Dominic's tongue and Henry's mouth, and it wasn't long before my cock was sending cum shooting into Henry's mouth. My toes curled, my firsts unballed, my body seemed to spasm, and I let out an almost animal moan of pure joy. After taking so much cum recently, it felt unbelievably good to be cumming myself.
I sank back, exhausted. Henry continued to suck on my cock as it slowly softened, and Dominic gave a last few licks to my hole. Once I was fully soft I felt Henry give a last tender kiss to my depleted cock while Dominic removed the pillows from under my back. Then the two were lying next to me again, one on either side, our bodies intertwined so that anyone looking at us would have struggled to tell which limbs belonged to which boy. I felt dazed and knew my eyes would be glassy. I felt sleepy, but Henry's voice broke through, bringing me back to reality. `There's a lot of pain, and even more humiliation, in store for you this year, some of which will be dished out by us, but there's also great pleasure and a rich reward at your end. The brothers aren't bad people. They're guys who have been given permission to unleash some of their most animal instincts. They're a pack, egging each other on. But as individuals, you'll find good men.
Not all of them,' Dominic interrupted. Some of them are cunts'.
I could feel Henry's scowl, even though I couldn't see it. `Some of them might be. And you'll have to put up with them, but make friends with the ones you can. Sam was better at this than Ben, and so had a much easier year. Zach's told you the rules and limits, but how you're treated beyond those rules depends on what the brothers collectively decide is acceptable'.
Some of them will just want to hurt you though, there's no point denying it', Dominic interrupted again. There's no point telling him he can avoid the worst pain, because he can't'.
But he can minimise it,' Henry snapped back. A lot of our brothers want a cumdump and something to fuck with occasionally. Most aren't sadistic monsters. We're on your side, and can help, but we can't stop the brothers having their fun, which is they're right'.
We wouldn't want to stop it either', Dominic added, not interrupting this time. The tradition of Fag Pledge is a good one, good for us, and good for Fag. It just shouldn't be allowed to go to the ultimate extremes all the time'.
I felt Henry nodding and was again struck by the apparent disconnect between the tenderness and violence I had experienced from numerous brothers since becoming Fag. Dominic didn't seem to see a disconnect, and nor did most brothers, but I thought Henry might, if only slightly.
All we're saying,' Henry resumed, is that we'll look after you where we can. We're on your side, most of the committee will look after you too, to varying degrees, and in their own way. Roll with the punches...'
`Sometimes literally,' from Dominic.
`serve well and you'll get through in good shape,' Henry finished, not pausing for Dominic's comment.
I hadn't said a word to any of this. I wasn't sure what to say. What Henry had said had been kind, mostly, and the only new information was good news, that people were on my side, that they'd use me as a cumdump but not as a whipping boy.
Thank you both', I said, feeling safe and warm between their athletic bodies, their hands tracing what few muscles I had. Do you think Zach's on my side?' Neither answered quickly, then Dominic said yes'. He didn't expand much, and his hands had stopped stroking me. He paused for 30 seconds and continued. Zach is going places. He's incredibly intelligent, ridiculously good at sports, unbelievably handsome, funny, charming, and charismatic. He's also very, very disciplined, holds himself to the highest standards, and expects others to match that discipline and those standards. You'll fall short in his eyes countless times, and few people will punish you more harshly for failure. But he the pain he inflicts will be for punishments and for your failures. I don't know whether he enjoys it, genuinely, but he won't hurt you for the sake of it so do your best around him at all times'.
We lay there quietly for a few minutes, me digesting this assessment of Zach. Then Dominic spoke again, `it's time for you to go out into the house. We can't be seen to hog you all day, not on your first full day as Fag Pledge. I felt Henry grip me tight, just for a second, in what I think was an instinctive reaction, but it was definitely there.
I didn't move at first, wanting to stay in this warm, safe bubble, but then Dominic told me again, in a sharper voice, and I remembered that what sounded like suggestions now had to be treated as orders. I stood up, and stepped off the bed.
`Remember your place, Fag. Leap to obey with enthusiasm, or you'll be punished'. I was nervous that Dominic meant to punish me for my failure to obey instantly, but he made no move to. Instead he reached for my cock cage and fitted it on once more, making sure it was tight. Then he slid back into bed, next to his boyfriend, and I knew it was time for me to brave the house and the brothers for the first time without a committee guardian.