Authors Note: This story continues John David's College days and covers the second semester of his junior year. It is recommended that the stories be read in order. "Pledge Dave", "New Initiate Dave", "Loyal Sons Victorious", and "Bottoms Up Boys" before reading this one. At a minimum, "Bottoms Up Boys" should be read before this one. This story is dedicated to Todd, spankophile, zymurgist, soulmate.
After the discipline session, Todd and I became a lot closer. We had been in the same Finance and Accounting classes since the beginning of term, but now we were spending more time together both studying and engaging in our common hobby of home brewing. Todd and I had managed to secure internships with the same company for the Winter term. The company rented out a set of apartments and housed their interns there. Todd and I were going to be roommates for a semester and we were both looking forward to it.
When we arrived at "River Bluff Apartments", Todd and I were in shock. These were really nice, and to think we we each paying $50 a week deducted from our paychecks to cover the rent and utilities. Our apartment had two big bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen/dining room and a living room. As soon as we got all of our stuff moved in we popped open a couple of beers and exchanged high fives.
"This is so cool!" I said
"You said it!"
We did a little decorating, hanging a couple of paddles in the living room and one in each of the bedrooms. Aside from the fact we were expecting some of our brothers to visit from time to time, we were very much looking forward to spanking each other on a regular basis. After our third beer, I was un packing the beer making equipment. I had gone shopping the day before and had the supplies needed to make an Irish Stout.
"You wanna start brewing?" Todd said.
"Sure!"
"I think it might get a little warm in here during the boil. If you know what I mean."
"Yes I think we should keep with tradition. If we brew bare ass in the frat house, we should brew bare ass in the frat house annex"
Todd and I stripped down to wearing nothing but pledge style t-shirts. We got everything going for the boil and would slap each other on the bare butt every so often. After the wort was safely in the fermenter and the yeast had been pitched, Todd grabbed me.
"What the.."
Todd and I wrestled around and eventually we both landed on the sofa. Todd put me over his knees and proceeded to spank my bottom with his hand.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Hey. Stop that!" I shouted in mock protest.
"Sorry brother Dave, but I'm going to spank your bottom 'till it turns red."
"Well when it does, you will definitely get yours."
Todd continued spanking me until my bottom had a nice glow to it. He let me up and we hugged for a while. Then I whispered in his ear
"Your turn, brother Todd."
I sat down on the sofa and Todd lay across my knees. I admired my brothers bottom for a minute and rubbed it before I raised my arm and brought my hand down hard on Todd's bare bottom.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
I continued to spank Todd until I was convinced that his butt was in the same shape mine was. I let him up and we hugged again. Todd looked at me and said
"I think I need a nap."
"Me too buddy."
We went in our rooms and I for one had a good wank before I took my nap. I am certain Todd did the same. We got along great, even better than Jeremy and I did. I am sure having separate bedrooms helped in that department. Spankings were carried out regularly. The paddle was used if one of us broke any of the "house rules". This included forgetting to do the dishes when it was your turn. For some reason both of us forgot regularly and the guilty party had to bare his bottom for the paddle.
Todd and I had a great semester away from Campus. We earned good money on the job and even though we were not able to hit the bars as we were only 20, our skills at home brewing kept us with a steady supply of beer. Our brothers visited us from time to time and we made two trips back to campus ourselves to spend the weekend. As our internship and the semester wound down, Todd and I prepared for one last trip to campus.
Besides our major and our hobbies, Todd and I had another thing in common, the same birthday. We were planning to go back to the frat house to celebrate our 21st with all of our brothers. We were sure of two things that would happen, we would end up with major hangovers and extremely sore bottoms. Sigma Pi Kappa was one place that took birthday spankings very seriously. We knew we would get a public 21+1 swats at dinner from our senior big brothers. We also knew we would be getting plenty of spankings from the rest of the brothers before and after our midnight trip to the bar.
As we drove back to campus, we reminisced about the semester past. The time that Rob, Gabe, Max, and Ryan came for a weekend was a non stop spanking fest. That was probably the only weekend Todd and I didn't spank each other as we were too busy spanking (and being spanked by) our younger brothers. Another cool weekend was when our roommates, Jeremy and Jason came to visit. The four of us polished off two cases of home brewed ale over that weekend. Spankings and paddlings were pretty much non-stop as well. Our two previous trips back to campus were for Jason's and then Jeremy's 21st birthday bashes. While we could not accompany them to the bar, we actively participated in all of the spankings they got. Just the mention of those weekends got our bottoms tingling.
When we pulled up to the frat house there were several brothers in the yard grilling bratwurst. It was a warm spring day perfect for a barbeque. Todd and I were greeted by Rob and Max who had the nerve to pat us on our bottoms and make comments about just how many spankings we were likely to get.
"May I remind you Robert Jonathan Carson, that I am still your big brother and perhaps a little brotherly discipline might be in order."
All four of us laughed and walked into the house together. Kegs of Bud and Bud Light were in the kitchen so we helped ourselves to some beer. Jeremy and Jason joined us with a platter of bratwurst. Eventually we got the whole families together. Our big brothers, Bill and Scott, and our little brothers, Rob, Gabe, Max, and Travis along with Jeremy's and Jason's lot. We had a great dinner of brats and beer. After dinner Todd and I went with Jeremy and Jason for the first of the many spankings we would receive. When we got to Jeremy's room, we found that he had already set up two chairs facing each other.
"You guys can take off your shoes, socks, and jeans since you wont be needing them for a while." said Jason
Todd and I complied and stood there in a t-shirt and undershorts. Jeremy and Jason sat down and said in unison
"Assume the position!"
Todd and I lay across our roommates knees and we felt a tugging at the back of our undershorts. Our bottoms now bare, Jeremy and Todd sang "Happy Birthday" to us while administering 22 spanks (21 plus one for good luck) on our bare bottoms. Todd and I were let up and allowed to pull our undershorts up. We each hugged our roommate and then hugged each other. Then Todd picked up his shoes, socks and jeans and left with Jason to go to his room. Both of us were going to get several more spankings before heading to the bar at midnight.
Any brother of the Sigma Pi Kappa house who wanted to spank the birthday boy got to. It was up to the birthday boy's roommate to coordinate this part of the "celebration" so he traditionally gave the first spanking. Todd and I had the same birthday so we got our first spanking together. After Jason and Todd left, my immediate family, Bill, Rob, and Gabe showed up to take their turn at giving me 22 spanks on my bare bottom. Now since this was in fun and because of the sheer volume of spanks the birthday boy was going to get, each individual spank didn't hurt that much. However by the end of the evening, I had one red bottom. I lost track of just how many spankings I got that evening. Brian, Corey, and Clay showed up together to spank me. I got spankings from brothers I knew really well, I got spankings from brothers I hardly knew.
By 11:00 open season on my bottom was over. Todd and I were given some time together and after inspecting each others very hot bottom, we both whacked off. Bill, Scott, Jason, and Jeremy escorted Todd and I to the showers. After showering and getting dressed, we piled into a couple of cars and headed to Kilroys. We got in line at 11:55 p. m. and by the time Todd and I were carded it was midnight. After being congratulated by the bouncer we were escorted to the bar for our complimentary long island iced tea.
"Happy birthday buddy! and Cheers!" we said to each other as we clanged our glasses together and downed the long island.
No sooner had we finished that shot, when we were presented with two kamakazie drinks each. We downed those. We were presented with all kinds of drinks, there were the enjoyable ones, the embarrassing ones (the muff dive), and the horrible ones. Kilroys had an entire list called "Death Shots (just to be a dick)" and our brothers were in the mood to be dicks that evening.
"OK boys drink this" said Bill
Todd and I took a whiff and grimaced. It was Jagermeister. Having no choice in the matter we downed it. A Three Wise Men followed.
"Ugh!" we both said as the shot went down.
I lost track of how many shots we did. I do remember having a Prarie Fire, which didn't bother me that much, although Todd made a face. What ended the evening was the TKO. The tequila, kaluha, and ouzo lived up to its name and after pounding that one we both fell flat on our faces.
It was almost 3:00 a. m and our brothers took us home and put us to bed. Both Todd and I woke up around 4:30 a. m. and puked our guts out. We were thankful that our brothers did not get to witness this spectacle. We woke up about 10:30 with the worst hangover I have ever had (and have had since). Jeremy and Jason brought us water and aspirin and looked after us all day. One added humiliation for birthday boys who end up hung over is that concerned brothers will insist on taking their temperatures (just to make sure its really a hangover and not something more serious).And the brotherhood of Sigma Pi Kappa believes there is only one proper way to take a boys temperature. So Todd and I spent most of the day on our stomachs, with our bottoms bare, and the thermometer sticking out.
By 3:00 p. m. we both felt enough strength to take a shower, get dressed and go for a walk. Nothing like fresh air and sunshine to help speed the recovery. We drank a couple of Cokes and these helped tremendously so that by 6:30 we were ready to be the guests of honour at dinner. Now in general the brothers are allowed to bring guests, including girlfriends to dinner. However, special events such as birthday dinners were strictly for the brothers only.
Todd and I went down to the dining hall with our families and roommates families. Brian, being president of the house presided. After the singing of the house song, "All Brothers of this Noble House", Todd and I were called to a raised platform along with Scott and Bill. The brothers sang "Happy Birthday" and then Todd and I turned around, dropped our pants and undershorts, and bent over. Scott, and Bill, paddles in hand began our 21 +1 swats.
"Whack." "Whack." "Whack." "Whack." Whack." "Whack."
Todd and I took our 21 + 1 swats, which in comparison to most paddlings, didn't really hurt at all. We stood up and hugged and then mooned our assembled brothers before pulling up our under shorts and pants.
"Thank you Sir!" we said to Bill and Scott.
Our assembled brothers cheered and we took our places at dinner. It was a nice meal of lemon garlic chicken and rice followed by birthday cake. Todd and I washed it all down with Coke and then coffee with the cake. We spent the rest of the evening hanging out with various brothers. When we were ready for bed, I read "Happy Birthday to You" by Dr. Seuss to Todd. Mama had read this book to me on my third birthday, I read it to myself on my 4th birthday and ever birthday since. Todd and I may not have had the services of the Birthday Bird to ensure a memorable birthday, what we did have was a houseful of brothers to take care that. Todd and I went to bed that night quite exhausted.
We woke up the next morning and showered. We examined each others bottom and decided that we had pretty much healed from the incredible number of spankings we had been subjected to. Realising that we had not given each other a birthday spanking, we decided to defer that until we got back to our apartment. In the mean time we decide to spend time with our "families". I went to Mass with Brian, Rob, Gabe and Clay. After Mass we went to McDonalds for lunch and now that it was afternoon and legal to by beer on a Sunday we went to Kroger so I could make my first legal purchase of beer, 2 cases of Bud.
I spent the afternoon finding reasons to spank several of my brothers. I didn't need to think very hard as far as Rob and Gabe were concerned and Bill was only too happy to volunteer for one. Brian, Jeremy, Corey and Clay all ended up over my knees with their underpants pulled down and their bottoms up for spanking. I had one last beer with my brothers and then spent the next hour packing/sobering up. Todd and I loaded up the car and took a drive around campus before heading back.
With two weeks left on our internships, we knew we had to make the most of the time we had left. We had our own birthday celebration complete with an Entenmann's Louisiana Crunch Cake and a bottle of Korbel Champagne. Before we had the cake and champagne we carried out the birthday spankings for each other. 21 hand spanks on the bare bottom followed by 1 swat with the frat paddle for good luck. We clanged the champagne glasses together and once more said in unison
"Happy birthday buddy! Cheers!"