This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to write this story. It is based on a "true incident" with a lot of embellishments. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. That is, except for the "urban myth" about a sleep walking football frat brother and his abandonment in another town.
This story contains scenes of kidnapping, non consensual exhibitionism, bondage, spanking, water sports, CFNM, forced homosexual acts and other erotic themes between adults of college age or older. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions.
Chapter 8, The Party
As Luke, Brian and the others entered the Laundromat, they were greeted by squeals of laughter and excitement.
Inside, there were 20 or 30 local women and a few middle aged men.
The men were laughing and booing while the women began to heckle the big handsome jock.
He was pulled in by Luke, the owner's son and Brian's enemy.
Brian had his head down and he was wet and nude, having just been washed and flushed by Brian and his buddies.
Brian's hands were tied together at the wrists, cupped around his genitals to hide his shame.
Less than 45 minutes earlier, Brian had been discovered by Luke's Mom. He was curled in a ball sleeping nude on one of the folding tables.
He had surprised the drowsy woman who grabbed the first weapon in reach to defend herself from this pervert. Frightened, she had jabbed Brian in ass with the tip of a broom then held him off while she screamed at him to get out.
Brian had awoken, himself surprised at his state and location, then fled.
When Mary had recovered. After recognizing the pervert, she had called her woman's group to tell them what had happened. She told them that her son was bringing the pervert back to the store and they all hurried over for the show.
Luke took the rope attached to Brian's wrists and tossed it over one of the pipes overhead.
He hauled up on it and stretched him tightly.
Then he tied the loose end off to another pipe, securing Brian perfectly.
Brian's hands were now pulled away from his tiny package, exposing him.
Seeing his microscopic dick and balls, all the woman laughed.
Brian started blushing again and started to cry.
"Look at the little girl," one of the women screamed. "He's balling."
Luke took the famous broom from his Mom, disconnected the rope leash from Brian's collar and cut it in two.
With the help of his team mates, he tied each end of the broom to Brian's legs, spreading them about 4 feet.
With the short length of rope holding his wrists, that lifted him off the floor, suspending him.
Now, he was hanging like a piñata.
There he hung, naked and exposed, his wet dick and balls hanging out in front of dozens of clothed women.
"Well, ladies, he's all yours," said Luke, grinning.
Stunned by the opportunity to do what they wanted to the hunk with the tiny package, the room was silent as the church they had just left.
Finally, a young woman about 25 walked up to him, reached around and grabbed his left ass cheek. She pulled gently and started him to twirl around slowly.
As he spun around, his red welted magnificent ass came into view.
