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From: Jackson Amacher
Subject: "Fraternity War - 04" (M/M/M, bond, humil) underage models preteen
Fraternity War
Part 4
by Jackson Amacher (j_amacheryahoo.com)This fictional story is for adults only. It will be posted
in installments. For the complete story, along with other
stories by the same author, visit:http://www.geocities.com/j_amacher/
VII. A few days after our prank, we learned that eight Brig
pledges had dropped out of Brig. This was good news for us,
since that put us slightly ahead in the recruitment game. Charlie got a call from Rick, the President of Brig.
Rick was very polite, according to Charlie. He said that
Brig had no intention of paying us back videos free preteens
preteen pornography
for our prank, and
that they were interested in "making peace" rather than
"escalating" the conflict. Charlie agreed to "peace talks." I thought they preteen models passwords were a
stupid idea -- it's not like this is Ireland or something --
but I didn't have much say. Charlie agreed to send a
delegation of four TED brothers to meet with four Brig
brothers the next day. He didn't send himself, of course.
Instead, he sent me and three other guys. Brig agreed to meet with us before our Introduction to
Art and Architecture class. All four of us were in that
class, and as it turned out the four Brig guys were also in
that class. It was the most popular class on campus that
semester. So many students had signed up to take it at the
beginning of the year that they moved it from the largest
classroom available to the school's theater. It was a great
setting for that class. It was taught by professor Kamensky,
who was extremely popular. He was totally no-pressure, and
gave great lectures. Most of the campus knew Kamensky was
gay, too, but it didn't matter to anyone. Professor Kamensky loved conducting class in the
theater. Each class, he would stand in front of the curtain
at the front of the stage, and pace back and forth while he
gave his lecture. He'd tell us about the art we were
supposed to have studied for that class. Then, halfway into
every lecture he'd raise the curtain to reveal either a
screen, for slides, or a plaster cast of some famous statue
that he'd been lecturing about. Since all eight of us had that class, we agreed to meet
a half hour before the class in the theater building's coat
room. This was just off of the main entrance, and very
private. The four of us showed up on time, but the Brig
people weren't there. "Think they're quitting on us?," Mark, one of my TED
brothers, asked. "Let's give them ten minutes," I answered. Just before their time was up, the four Brig guys
showed up. They all kind of resembled their pledges in that
they were pretty buff preteen porn tpg and preppie looking. I recognized only
one: Heath, a pretty hunky guy I'd semi-seriously had my eye
on for a while. "Sorry we're late, guys," Heath said. "Shall we preteen movie portal get
down to business?" "It's your meeting," I said. "What small latin preteens have you got to tell
us?" I heard stomping and footsteps, and turned my head.
Brig pledges were rushing into the coat room. Me and the
three other TED guys leapt for the door, but we didn't get
far at all. Within seconds, each jpg preteen free of us was being held by the
arms and the shoulders by three or four Brig guys each. We started to shout, but the four Brig brothers came
forward and gagged us with ball gags fastened with leather
straps behind our heads. One of them started to walk out of
the coat room, and motioned with his hand for the group to
follow us. The Brig pledges picked up our legs, and carried us,
totally helpless, out of the cloak room. Moving quickly,
they went through the lobby and through the back stage door.
We went up a step of stairs and through another door, and
then we found ourselves on the stage, behind the curtains. Without speaking a word, the Brig frat boys started
tearing our clothes off. They took out knives and started
cutting off our shirts and pants, and whipped off our
underwear. I was totally naked in less than a minute, and
there was absolutely nothing I could do. They forced the four preteen child photo of us towards the back of the
stage, and pushed us up against a preteen link top metal electrical conduit
that was running along the wall. They pulled my hands behind
my back, and handcuffed them there. Then they attached a
chain from my wrists to the conduit, and secured it with a
padlock. I immediately tugged preteen link top
and tried to pull free, but
there was no use. Next, they took a three-foot long pipe
with a rope run through it, and a noose on each preteens lingerie gallery
end. They
hooked one noose over each of my feet, forcing me to keep my
legs at three feet apart. I looked to the side, and saw that my three TED
brothers were in the same predicament. They had us all bare
naked, hands behind our back, securely tied to the wall with
our feet spread far apart and our limp dicks hanging down in
full view teens preteens russian
of everyone. I noticed that the Brig frosh were
picking up some plaster-cast model statues that were on the
stage and carrying them away. Heath walked up to me and started to run his finger
over my body. He moved from my neck down to my chest,
running it from one pec to the other preteen pornography
and feeling what a
large valley there was between them. Then he went down,
running his finger over my abs and fingering my navel. "Still want to talk peace?," he said, smiling. Then he
walked off the stage, and the Brig pledges gathered up all
of our clothes and silently followed him. VIII. I figured we had about ten minutes to get free before
the class started. I tried to reach back with my fingers to
test the strength of the chain holding me to the wall, but
there was no use. Frantically, I tried to move my feet
together so that I could at least try to hide my dick, but
the pipe tied between my feet made that impossible. I nonude models preteens
tried
to shout for help, but the gag was so large in my mouth that
I could barely move my tongue. I made a little bit of noise
by clattering the chain against the wall, but not enough to
attract attention. The other three TED brothers weren't any
more successful than I was. We stopped struggling, and started to hear voices on
the other side of the curtain. The crowd of students was
assembling. We could hear normal student voices talking and
laughing and binders snapping open and closed as people
prepared for Kamensky's lecture. My heart started to race, and I could feel the sweat
running down my face. I couldn't believe what was happening
to me. I was naked, tied up and helpless and on display. I
tried not to think about the huge crowd of my friends and
enemies that was behind that curtain. Suddenly the crowd grew quiet, and I heard Kamensky's
voice. He started his lecture with typical flair, reading a
quote from our textbook. I couldn't pay any attention,
though. I was still frantically trying to break loose by
moving the chains that bound me to the electrical conduit at
the back of the stage. But they seemed to have jammed the
chain back there so tight that I couldn't budge it an inch. I caught a glimpse of the other three guys, and despite
everything that was going on in my head I realized how sexy
they looked. They were all pretty well built, and they
looked even hotter when you saw their muscles flexing as
they tried to break free of the chains. Finally, I leaned back against the jpg preteen free
wall and sex zoo preteen realized I
would just have to try to accept what was going to happen. I
sucked in my gut and started to wait. Kamensky was talking about Italian sculpture in the
High Renaissance. In typical style, Kamensky went on about
how Michelangelo was gay and how his sculptures were all of
beautiful naked boys. Finally, I heard words that made my
heart drop into my stomach. "Let's take a look at some of Michelangelo's work,
shall we?," Kamensky said. I heard the preteen nudemodels motor hum as the curtain slowly rose.
Everything else was quiet up until the time the curtain was
up to my hip level. Then I started to hear surprised shouts
and sudden burst of laughter. By the time my naked chest was
visible to the people in the front row, there was a laugh
riot going on. I could see everyone in the audience. There must have
been fifty or sixty rows of seats, all full of students,
plus many more standing in the aisles and at the back of the
theater. With the curtain completely up and my naked body
exposed, along with three of my friends, the class was
rolling with gales of laughter. People were doubling over
and pointing up at me at the other guys. I had tried this a hundred times already, but I tugged
on my chain again, cartoons preteens desperately trying to get out of there.
But it held firm. preteen nymphet A student rushed up from the front row. He had a big,
professional-looking camera with a large lens. He put his
arms up on the edge of the stage, pointed the camera at us,
and started taking photos of us. Kamensky started walking towards us. "Well, it looks like someone's replaced the statues I
was going to show you with some other models," he told the
class. "But these specimens will do." I couldn't believe what preteen movie portal was happening. The class was
laughing so hard that Kamensky had to shout to preteen cunt vid be heard. "Notice the well-defined pectorals, somewhat larger
than Michelangelo usually made," Kamensky said, as he ran
his hand across my chest. "The biceps are well-defined and
stand out nicely against the finely-toned shoulders, very
common among Renaissance sculptors," he continued, running
his hands over my arms. "The dark nipples against the nice
pale skin were typical of the Italian male subjects found in
many of Michelangelo's paintings," he continued, as he
rubbed his fingers over my erect nipples. "The stomach
muscles are subtle and rippled, much like hottest preteen stars on Michelangelo's
David," Kamensky said, running his finger along my abs. "However," Kamensky said, as he lowered his finger down
to my dick, "the penis here is larger than is typically
found on Renaissance sculptures. Back then, they admired
small cocks rather than large ones." When Kamensky touched my dick, I suddenly felt it perk
up, and I realized that all the excitement was just too
much. My cock was fully erect and sticking straight out from
my body. I hoped to God that I wouldn't jizz on the floor.
But I was preteen nn nonud
feeling more mortified than anything else,
especially since the audience started howling even more at
seeing my dick come to attention. Kamensky walked away from me and went on to the next
guy, running his fingers over his anatomy and scrutinizing
what he saw, comparing it to the ideal Italian sculptures he
had been lecturing us about. I remembered that Kamensky was
leaving the college at the end of the semester, since he had
a job offer at Stanford. So he didn't give a fuck what the
school could do to him, and apparently just wanted to have
fun. The hundreds of students staring at our naked bodies
were still rolling with laughter, and the photographer was
still snapping pictures. The doors to the theater kept
opening and more people rushed in. At the back of the room I
saw a bunch of Brig brothers standing with broad smiles, and
a probably few hard-ons. I was so humiliated that I couldn't look out at the
audience anymore. I just looked down at the floor and tried
to pretend that I wasn't standing there in public, bare
naked. Finally, I heard an electric motor, and looked up to
see that someone had flipped the switch to bring the
theater's curtain back down. "Oh, shucks, just as I was starting to have fun,"
Kamensky shouted to the class. He stepped back towards the
front of the stage, out of the way of the curtain, and let
it fall behind him. A could of our fellow TED brothers came in, including
Charlie. He took out my gag. "We came as fast as we could," Charlie said. "I'm so
fucking sorry about this, Nate, I had no idea. . ." "Shut up," I said. "Just get us out of here." "Try to stand away from the wall," Charlie said. I did.
He reached his hand out to try to work the chain loose from
the conduit, but the chain was so short and I was still so
near the wall that all he accomplished was feeling up my
ass. "I called custodial on my cell phone," Charlie said.
"They're bringing bolt cutters. In the meantime, let's cover
you up." By now there were about nine TED brothers, four of them
pledges. "Hey pledges," Charlie said. "Help us out. Loan us some
clothes." Three of the pledges walked backstage. The fourth one,
God bless him, wasn't so modest. He stripped down to his
boxers right there and handed over his shirt and pants. The
clothes didn't do me much good at the moment, but Charlie
was able to tie the long sleeved shirt around my waist so
that it covered my groin. By the time custodial arrived with the bolt cutters,
some other pledges came by to bring us clothes we had in the
frat house. We walked home together, while I thought about
revenge.
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