Mean Room Mater

Author: Peter

I had just turned 18 and was heading off to college. I didn't have any 
friends going to the same courses as me so I looked at the ads that were up 
on the bulletin board on campus - It didn't take me long to find a room in a 
house with 3 other guys - they were second year but were really nice guys - 
really hot - Rudy and Tim  were blond, friends from way back - they looked 
like brothers - tall with swimmers builds and slim good looks. Antoine was 
French Canadian and a little stockier than the others . He was strong and 
dark- haired . He had an infectious laugh and an excellent aim as I soon 
found out.

    The day I  moved in , they were all there to greet me - made me welcome 
and showed me around - We sat around and had a couple of beers. It was a 
warm day and we were all in our shorts - no shirts . Rudy wasn't wearing any 
underwear cause I could see one of his balls popping out from one leg of his 
shorts when he recrossed his legs . I was hot and sticky from my trip, so 
they suggested I have a shower.

I took them up on their offer and was glad to hop under the water - Luke 
warm spray ran all over my smooth tanned body . I was tall, thin and fairly 
strong. I didn't have much body hair - just enough in my ass crack so you'd 
know I was a guy . The hair on my legs and arms was bleached blond by the 
sun . My ass looked pretty white compared to my back and legs but that was 
soon to change. I had no idea what those guys had planned for me , but it 
was an initiation that I was not expecting . I was totally oblivious to all 
around me .My balls were hanging loose because it was so warm . My uncut 
dick was flopping around as I turned from side to side under the spray. When 
I bent over to wash my feet I showed them (because they were already in the 
room ready to ambush me) my tight pink asshole which was small and tight 
almost a vertical opening with a few dark hairs curling around it . The cool 
water felt so good as it ran down my crack and dripped off my balls...

    Antoine grabbed me around the neck from behind. The other two each 
grabbed a leg . In one quick motion, they lifted me out of the bathroom and 
into the adjoining bedroom . A leather belt went around my neck and was 
looped over a pole in the walk-in closet - the doors were wide open and 
there was plenty of room on either side for them to get at me . I was now 
partially bent over with my ass sticking out and dripping water. Antoine was 
already starting to smack my right cheek as Rudy fastened my left ankle to 
the leg of a nearby dresser - I was going nowhere. They left  my right leg 
free to kick at them with- I think they enjoyed watching me struggle . In 
fact when I kicked at them , all it did was expose my hole to more of Antoine's well-placed slaps.

 He landed a couple right on my anus- did that ever sting - My ass was 
still dripping wet and rapidly getting red on the right side in particular. 
Then , as quick as they had come they were gone. I could hear the  water 
running in the bathroom. They were laughing and guffawing  and making 
comments about how small my dick was -fear had made it shrink up a little . 
Unfortunately my balls were still hanging low - wobbling targets for  the 
wet towels which they now brought in . They each had a wet towel twisted 
like we used to do when we went swimming as kids . Each ragged towel had a 
nice little tip . In turns , two at a time - all three at once , they 
started snapping the towels at me . Rudy and Tim were good but Antoine was 
the expert . With each wet snap I'd feel a sharp sting as they hit me 
everywhere on my ass and on the back of my legs and once right on the spot 
between  my balls and my hole when I jumped one way to avoid Rudy and 
Antoine as usual found his target. I was only ouching and owing at first- I 
was prepared to take a little joke , but they showed no signs of stopping 
after what seems like a very long time ( probably about 5 minutes) . From 
then on I was begging them to stop. This only made them laugh harder and 
Rudy started grabbing my ass cheeks and holding them apart so Antoine could 
get a shot at my anus . Pink and puckered though it may have been , it was 
now red and throbbing and felt like it was exposed like the hole in  a donut 
in a bakery window. 

Finally they stopped and I figured that would be it but 
all they did was loosen the belt from around the pole and tighten it around 
my neck. Using it as a leash they led me down the stairs and out into the 
back yard stark naked. All the while as Tim lead me , Antoine and Rudy 
snapped their towels. This time Antoine was aiming for my dick. After a 
couple of stingers on the dick , I started to worry that I was going to 
really be damaged . Antoine was experienced at this though and seemed to 
know just when to let  up a little . By the time we were in the yard, they 
had me dancing and jumping as they snapped those towels. They had attached 
ropes to my ankles and pulled them periodically causing me to spread my legs 
and unwillingly expose my balls and butt hole to Antoine's perfect aim. By 
this time my ass was red and covered with small welts, my balls were 
throbbing and much to my embarrassment I was  rock hard - so as I high 
stepped it around the yard my penis bobbed and wobbled along with my aching 
balls and became an even easier target for the snap of Antoine's towel. I 
became acutely aware of the sound of laughter. At first I thought it was 
just Antoine but I soon realized that it was a group of about 20  other guys 
who arrived from the garage with another guy who was in the same predicament 
as me . He was dark- haired and pale skinned but tall and muscular. If my 
ass was as red as his then I had been punished more than enough  I thought.  

   They had taken great care to shave his balls and groin and his ass crack 
too. He was as smooth as a 10 year old boy To add to his humiliation, they 
had dipped his privates in ice -water to make them shrink up even more -At 
least his balls were not as exposed as mine I thought . But even though they 
were smooth and held tight o his body, Antoine , now equipped with a fly 
swatter smacked him squarely on the balls  a couple of times. His yelps told 
me that it surely stung.

     They bought is close together and yanked our feet out from under us . 
"Time for a race" they announced . On elbows and knees we were to crawl from 
one end of the yard to the other and back  . They fastened three foot sticks 
between our ankles  to force us to keep out legs apart. The combined effect 
was two very sore , very humiliated guys crawling  along with our holes 
exposed and at the mercy of the now varied array of switches which they had 
cut from the bushes that grew at the back of the yard . I had already felt 
at least thirty whistling whacks on my ass and anal area, when I felt the 
worst pain of my life as one of the switches landed right on my red exposed 
balls . The last thing I remember seeing was the other guy's puckered hole 
and his little shrunk up balls wobbling in front of me as the blows rained 
down on his very red hairless ass . He passed me I guess and won the race 
..... I woke up later sitting naked in a bathtub full of ice. Antoine was 
sitting there on the toilet seat laughing . "We're getting another new room- 
mate next Monday... will you be able to help out with his welcoming party?" 
he said. Oh yes I thought as I imagined what that guys punishment would 
be...

Peter Stiles - (See me get my ass caned in the amateur gallery)