Initiation Day
The next day my brothers and I went to the pool, we got there a little early and had to wait outside with some of the other boys for one of the lifeguards to open up the place. My brothers were standing by the front door shooting the breeze with their friends and I was over by the side of the building by myself. I didn't like to hang out with my brothers and their friends, they would always tease me and that can really hurt after a while. It wasn't long until my new friend Nate came running up to me, his brother and his friends went to hang with my brother and their friends.
I was sitting on my towel roll studying the 'Ten Golden Rules' that we had to learn, when Nate sat down next to me and we began to recite to each other the rules. A couple of more guys came up along with Nick and Davie; both of them sat down next to us too. So the four of us helped each other study those rules so that we wouldn't get any spanks for not learning the rules of the pool as well as the initiation spanks that day. It was just a few minutes later that Sargent Campbell pulled up in his jeep, still in his uniform, along with Sargent Brink at his side. It seemed to me that they were a little upset about something, because Sargent Campbell looked at me like he was mad and sad at the same time. As they walked by us Sargent Campbell pointed his finger at us and told us to stay outside here until we were called inside for the initiation. The two men opened the door and let the other boys inside, but before Sargent Campbell went in he looked at me again like he was mad about something. Soon everybody else was inside the building, a few other boys came racing across the parking lot but slowed down and pointed at us and laughed. I guess that they knew what was going to happen to us, too bad we didn't know exactly what to expect.
"Why is he looking at us like that?" Davie asked.
"I don't know he looks pretty mad." Nate stated and looked at me. "He's your dad's friend Dickie. What's he mad about?"
I was still looking at the door very worried, I thought he was only looking at me but I guess he was looking at all of us. I looked back at my three friends and shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know." I tried to change to subject. "Hey Davie. What's the initiation going to be like?" I just had to fine out what to expect.
Davie looked up at me; that worried look on his face changed into a '_s_h_i_t_-eating' grin on his small face. "Well you guys get the same initiation that I got last year, it's called 'The Mouseketeer Initiation'".
The three of us looked at Davie and asked in unison. "The what?"
Davie laughed. "'The Mouseketeer Initiation'."
Nate turned his nose up. "What's that?"
"Well here it is. You have to wear these tee shirts that they give you...."
"What's so special about a tee shirt?" I interrupted.
Davie laughed some more. "You'll see." I didn't like the way he said that and he was still wearing that grin as if he knew something I didn't want to know. "Anyway you have to wear the tee shirt and then you each have to go into a shower stall, there will be a stool in the stall."
"And?" Nick asked while hugging his towel roll to his chest with anticipation.
Davie seemed to like being the center of attention. "Well you only have the tee shirt on and nothing else....except for a blind fold."
"A blind fold?" Again we all asked at the same time.
"Yeah you see, you can't know who's spanking you, so you're blind folded. Oh yeah you'll also have a gag on too and your hands are tied behind your back."
Now all of our mouths were hanging open, no one ever mentioned this. I myself was just expecting a lot of spankings and a sore butt, but now I'm told I'll be gagged and blind folded like a prisoner.
"One of the Older Boys will be at the shower stall door monitoring the spanks so as no one tries to do anything nasty to you." Davie rolled his eyes and laughed some more at a memory that had just come to him. "Yeah right! When I was initiated last year, three guys stuck their fingers inside my butt and a couple pulled on my dick". Davie shrugged his shoulders and continued. "Well anyway, when everybody has finished spanking you, then the Older Boy at your shower stall will step inside the stall and give you eight very hard spanks."
I can't speak for the others but I was going into shock, for the first time since hearing about the initiation, I was scared. "My brothers said that they were going to spank me the hardest." Considering that my oldest brother, Ron who was one of the 'Older Boys', now had the chance to spank me as hard as he wanted without getting himself into trouble had me scared; I was ready to start crying right there.
"Yeah mine did too." Nate stated. I looked over at my friend and saw that the color had left his face as well as Nick's.
Davie reached inside of his towel roll and pulled out four small candy bars and handed them out to us laughing some more to himself. "Man! They can't even touch you guys."
I bit into the Snickers Bar he gave me to try and get rid of a lump that was forming in my throat. "What do you mean they can't touch us?"
"Yeah?" Nate asked while chewing on his candy bar.
Davie shook his head. "I don't know what happen exactly but two years ago a brother was supposed to initiate his kid brother and he beat him pretty bad. So brothers aren't allowed to spank brothers anymore."
Now this was a bit of good news for Nate and me, but it didn't help Nick any. "Yeah great!" He stated sarcastically. "But we still have to let the other SEVENTEEN guys spank us!"
I didn't see what the big deal was. "So they can only give us three swats each."
Nate nudged me in the ribs. "Hey Dick. That means we still get fifty one spanks, PLUS the Older Boy's eight hard spanks."
Well that made the lump in my throat come back pretty quick. "Oh."
Davie had finished his candy bar and had thrown the wrapper away. "Hey guys! Don't sweat it. There's gonna be a lifeguard in the room too, I think it's gonna be Private Andersen again he monitored mine. I heard him volunteer for the job yesterday, so no bodies gonna get too rough on you."
Just then Sargent Campbell appeared at the door and called us over to him, we all grabbed our towels and stuff and walked up to him. In his arms were three white tee shirts. "Okay boys come with me." This time as I approached him I noticed I was the only one who got the strange look, I thought he was mad at me. We took our new tee shirts and followed him inside, as he turned to look back at us he noticed Davie was still with us. "I'm sorry Davie." He didn't sound sorry or mad. "If I knew you wanted to have an initiation again I would have brought you a tee shirt too. Oh well. I suppose I could talk the guys into initiating you without a tee shirt." The huge man got a big grin on his face, now I knew he was mad at me and not the others but then again Davie went into a panic when he heard the Sargent's offer.
"NO SIR!" He threw his hands up as if to block something. "I was just telling the guys what was going to happen. I don't want to do it again! Please!"
Sargent Campbell laughed real loud. "Alright then get inside and sign in, before I initiate you myself." As Davie ran past the Sargent he received a solid swat to his nine year-old rear.
SMACK! "OW!" Davie cried out while grabbing his rear and still running down the hall. We all laughed at Davie and entered the building behind the Sargent. He lead us to the room behind the sign-in counter, inside was a cot and a footlocker this was where the lifeguards changed clothes; the cot was there incase any of the boys ever felt sick they would have a place to lay-down. I entered the room first just in time to see Sargent Brink pulling his green swimming shorts up over his beefy butt. I couldn't help but notice that big hairy smile back there.
"Alright boys, I want you to strip naked, the only thing I want to see on you are those tee shirts." Sargent Campbell ordered, he looked up at Sargent Brink. "Call me when they're ready. Andersen's already in the showers getting everything set up, we need to keep an eye on him."
Sargent Brink nodded his head as Sargent Campbell left the room; Sargent Brink sat down on the bed to watch us. We started to undress in front of Sargent Brink at the time I felt no modesty about undressing in front of an adult nor did I have any idea of what they would be thinking. If I had known of the 'Dark Thoughts' that some men have towards boys, I think I would have been really scared because he never took his eyes off of us. I bent over to get my new tee shirt to put on when I looked over at Nate, he had his back to me and I saw a picture and some writing on the back of the shirt. The picture was a naked bubble butt and the writing was across the top and below the bottom, I was trying to read it when Nate turned around to face me, on the front was a picture of 'Mickey Mouse'.
"Hey guys look!" Nate called to us; he was looking down at the picture on the front. "It's Mickey!"
I grabbed Nate's arm and turned him around to see the back again. "Wait, there's something on the back."
Nick walked over and looked too. "Hey it's a butt!"
"Where?" Nate was trying to look over his shoulder to see what we did.
I was trying to read the back; Sargent Brink sat there smiling at us. "Well Dickie. Read it out loud."
"Mouse....kee....ter Boy. I've been nau....gh....ty sp....ank me pl....ease." My eyes went wide as saucers, I grabbed my tee shirt and looked at the back too while Nate reached for mine to see for himself. Nick grabbed his and let out a groan and Sargent Brink roared with laughter. My heart was pounding inside of my chest and a cold shiver ran down my spine. There was a hard slap to my naked fanny, I jumped and looked at Sargent Brink who was laughing at us.
"Get over it boys!" He roared. "The sooner you start, the sooner it'll all be over!"
I pulled my shirt over my head, I felt the man's hands pull me to him to help me pull the embarrassing tee shirt over my head. He had stood me between his legs with my back to him; he had managed to pull my hips so that his lightly covered adult sized organ was nestled between my butt cheeks. He wrapped his large arms around my waist and hugged me; I stood there and watched as Nate helped Nick pulled his shirt on. The tee shirts only came to our hips, thus leaving us bare from the waist down. Sargent Brink released me but I didn't move at first, he had to lightly push me aside as he stood up and turned around to face away from us. He had his back to us, I guess to hide his large dick from us boys, then he called out. "They're ready!"
Sargent Campbell called to us from the other room. "Okay guys, get out here!"
As we turned to leave the room I took one last look back at Sargent Brink, he had turned to face me then he winked and smiled. I waved back at him and swallowed real hard. He gave me the thumbs up sign. "You can do it Dickie." He urged me on.
As we walked down the short hallway to the showers other boys were whistling at us and yelling to us 'to shake it not brake it'. This was so embarrassing I could have died. We entered 'Shower Room B' and saw that all the other boys were standing in a line, arranged by age. We were to be spanked by age, the younger ones first and so on. Randy Johnston was the monitor for my shower stall; this made me feel a little at ease, but only a little. He came up to me and tied the blindfold to my eyes and then checked them, he then pulled my hands to tie behind my back and asked if it hurt any. I said no. Then he told me that he was going to gag me so I couldn't talk, and then he did it. All the while I heard the other guys going through the same thing.
"Alright boys!" It was Private Andersen's voice. "These are this years 'Mouseketeer Boys' and they have been naughty. Just read their shirts and you will all see that they want you to teach them how to be good."
All the guys were laughing at us and teasing us with phrases like...."OOOO! NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET IT! SPANK THAT BUTT! ....And so on. I couldn't see who was saying what, but I was shaking with fright and suppressing a few giggles.
I was then lead into a shower stall by Randy, he told me to stand still and wait, then I felt his hand rub my butt a little. "Don't worry Dickie." He whispered into my ear. "You were pretty cool yesterday, so I'll take care of you today. Okay?"
I nodded my head 'yes'. He left me in the stall alone, I could still heard Private Anderson speaking to the boys about the rules to the initiation. He warned them not to get too rough and that any boy getting out of hand would be sent to Sargent Campbell's office. There were some groans and moans about some of the other rules but they died down soon enough. There was a lot of talking going on outside the stall when I heard the curtain to the stall pulled back and someone entered. A big hand was placed on my shoulder and squeezed me.
"Are you ready Dickie?" It was Sargent Campbell and he was talking very lightly into my ear. I nodded my head and he patted my exposed bottom. "Good boy! Now if anybody tries to do anything nasty or makes you feel bad, you let me know. Okay?" Again I nodded my head and then he kissed my forehead as he left. I thought that was kind of strange, I mean I loved this giant of a man and always kissed him, but he almost never kissed me.
"Is there a problem Sargent?" It was Private Andersen's voice.
There was a long pause and most of the boys, whose voices had been somewhat loud until now, became quiet. "There will be no problems Private!" Sargent Campbell sounded mad. "In fact Private I've decided to stay and help you!" If Sargent Campbell ever talked to me in that tone of voice, I would be scared.
"That's okay Sargent." I could tell his voice was shaking. "I got everything in hand."
Again there was a long pause and when Sargent Campbell spoke again I could tell he was on the verge of loosing his temper. "So....I've....heard!"
Nobody said anything and there was a scary silence to the whole room. I heard the two men walk away and someone else enter the shower stall.
"Man!" It was Randy whispering to me again. "I thought the Sarg was going to hit Private Andersen! What happened?"
I shrugged my shoulders, because I had no idea.
The shower curtain opened up and Randy told the first boy to be quiet. I heard someone sit down on the stool, and then I was turned around to lie across the bare legs of my first spanker. It felt kind of strange to me; everything was dark, I couldn't move my hands or speak it felt as if I was in a different place almost like a dream. Small hands lightly touched my butt cheeks, the fingers traced the crevasse of my bottom. This was sending shivers up and down my spine. The fingers began to part my cheeks and move in closer to my anus, when Randy spoke up.
"No!" He whispered. "Not today. The Sarg is here!" There was a short-lived quiet. "Just spank him quick." I heard my young spanker say, 'darn' then he gave me three quick and light spanks. They didn't even hurt at all. I could hear slaps coming from the other stalls where my friends were; the spanks coming from there didn't sound too harsh either. I was then helped up and turned to face the wall, in a few seconds another boy entered the stall. Randy said the same to him about being quiet, and then he turned me around and guided me across the new spanker's lap. I was out of balance and stumbled in the dark, but soon found myself across two more bare legs. Again small hands explored my fanny; they touched me lightly giving me goose pimples. The swats were light and were arousing my small dick.
By the time the tenth boy had come into the stall, I was dizzy from being turned around so many times and laid across all those laps, this was beginning to feel more like a dream with every passing minute. By this time my bottom was quite warm and had a small tingle to it. All of the younger boys had, had their turn and the bigger boys were moving in for the kill. The eleven's and twelve's spanked the hardest, trying to administer as much pain as possible without getting into trouble. I had lost count as to how many guys had felt me up and spanked me, but I do remember when PeeWee walked in.
He pulled me around so hard that I almost fell to the floor, once in position he jabbed his finger up my butthole. Even though I had been _f_u_c_k_ed quite often by this time, having a finger slammed up my butt still hurt.
"Hey!" Randy whispered to him. "Stop it!"
I heard PeeWee whisper back as he withdrew that finger. "Just keep watch!"
SMACK!!
The spank was so hard I almost jumped off of his lap and began to scream through my gag.
"Stop it!" Randy said a little louder.
"_f_u_c_k_ you!" SMACK!! "This is my little butt-boy!" He began to rub my sore butt cheeks as I was trying to crawl away. "You should have seen him yesterday in the basement. He likes it rough." SMACK!!
I ached my back and tried to scream again, but I was blocked by the gag in my mouth.
"GOD_d_a_m_n_IT! STOP IT!!" This time Randy shouted.
There was some commotion as I heard the curtains opening up then someone grabbed me and pulled me off of PeeWee's lap.
"What the hell's going on in here!" It was Sargent Campbell and boy did he sound mad. He was the one holding me in one hand, standing me up, and I could feel him grabbing PeeWee and pulling him up too.
"Sir!" It was Randy. "I told PeeWee to stop hitting Dickie so hard."
I was jerked around some more, I guess so that Sargent Campbell could look at my rear. "What is your problem boy!" He yelled at PeeWee. "Do you get off hurting....other....b...." His voice trailed off and became quiet. "What is that on your finger?" He asked in an almost whisper.
There was no reply, just dead silence.
"I SAID!! WHAT IS THAT ON YOUR FINGER BOY!!" The man roared. I was shaking with fright.
"Hey Sarg calm down." I heard Private Andersen say as if from across the room.
All of a sudden Sargent Campbell let go of me and yelled. "SHUT THAT HOLE OF YOUR'S, FAGOT!"
Just then I could hear the doors to the room open up. "What's going on in here!" It was Sargent Brink's voice.
"IF THAT FAGOT OPENS HIS HOLE! CLOSE IT!" Sargent Campbell roared.
I heard some commotion then I felt big hands turn me around again, my blind fold was removed. I was somewhat blinded, my eyes were filled with tears and the bright lights were hurting my eyes too. I blinked a little to see who was in front of me; he was busy taking the gag off of me. It was Sargent Campbell; he had me turned around to untie my hands. I looked around the room and saw Sargent Brink had his left hand around Private Andersen's throat, pinning him to the wall his right hand clinched in a fist ready to strike; Private Andersen looked like he was scared _s_h_i_t_less. All the other boys had their backs to the wall, wide eyed and just as scared as I was.
It would be some years later that I learned that Sargent Campbell had found out about Private Andersen and his little games with the small boys. I would also learn that Private Andersen and PeeWee were partners in a pedo ring. As I recall I remember seeing something move in the windows in the basement as I was being raped, that was Private Andersen taking pictures of my rape. I know this now because I have seen those pictures on the net and I remember that room. How Sargent Campbell found out about it I still don't know and it is a topic neither of us speaks about today.
But as for then I was just a scared little boy who really didn't understand what it all meant. And as for Sargent Campbell, he was scared in his own way and trying to deal with his fear and trying to stay in control of the situation.
"Get those other Newbees out here and untie them!" Sargent Campbell ordered, but no one moved at first. "GOD_d_a_m_n_IT! GET THOSE BOYS OUT HERE NOW!" The two other 'Older Boys' came out of their trance and quickly got Nick and Nate to untie them. Sargent Campbell turned me around to face him. I was crying out of sheer fright, I thought I was in big trouble. He looked me straight in the eye, and then I could see his eyes were red with rage. "Dickie....What happen?" He spoke softly. "What did PeeWee do to you?"
Through the fright and the loss of control in my breathing I found talking very hard. "He....he....he h....hit me! Rea....rea....real har....hard!"
The Sargent put his hands to my head and held me still as I coughed back as many tears as I could. "Did he do anything else?"
I started to turn my head to look at PeeWee, but Sargent Campbell stopped me and gently held my face so I could only see his face, he then pleaded with me. "Please son." He spoke softly. "Trust me." He didn't look mad anymore; in fact I thought he was going to cry. "What else did he do?"
I didn't want to be a squealer, so I stayed quiet but I couldn't look him in the eye so I looked down at the floor.
"Please son. I can't help you if you don't tell me what he did." He was whispering to me.
I looked up into his eyes and then I knew I had to tell him. "He put 'it' into my butt." I whispered so lower, I could barely hear myself but he heard me clear as day. After I said it, it was like a dam busted and I broke down into a crying fit into his arms.
Sargent Campbell hugged me tight. "Sargent Brink!" He said calmly.
"Yes Gunnery Sargent!" Brink spoke as he held Private Andersen up against the wall.
"I don't get it?" I heard one of the boy whine. "What's wrong?" No one else heard what I said or made the connection as to why Sargent Campbell was having such a fit.
"Alright! The initiation is over. Everybody get out! Now!" Sargent Campbell ordered. All the boys turned to leave the room, but when Randy turned to leave Sargent Campbell grabbed his red shirt and pulled him back. He brought his face close to Randy's and talked in a whisper. "Why didn't you tell me what PeeWee did? Why didn't you stop it?" He was whispering but he sounded real mad.
I liked Randy, he was real nice to me as far as I was concerned. "He....he did."
Sargent Campbell looked back at me. "He what?"
"Ran....Randy told hi....him to st....st....stop it. An....and P....PeeWee told him t....to _f_u_c_k_ off." I looked up as I realize I had just said a bad word.
He looked at me and gave a nervous laugh. "It's alright son." He then brought his finger to my nose. "This time." I placed my face back into his huge chest and hug him some more. He then looked back up at Randy. "I trusted you."
"I'm sorry Sir."
He hugged me some more then he patted Randy's shoulder. "We'll talk about this latter. But until then I need you to stay quiet about what happened. Don't tell anybody about it. Do you understand me?"
Randy nodded. "Yes Sir." He then left the room.
The only ones left in the room were Private Andersen, Sargent Brink, PeeWee, Sargent Campbell and I. All was quiet except for my crying. "Sargent Brink, would you please take those two to my office and lock the door." Sargent Campbell's grip on me tightened up a bit. "Then call the M. P.'s and the 'Base Commander' and inform them as to our situation."
"Yes Sargent."
"Then stand guard and don't let me near that room."
Sargent Brink then shoved Private Andersen and PeeWee out the door. I just sat there on Sargent Campbell's lap crying; it was as if a weight had been lifted from me and I just had to cry it off. It wasn't long before Sargent Campbell had carried me to the room behind the sign in counter and laid me down onto the cot in the backroom. Soon the M. P.'s came and relieved Sargent Brink; he came back to sit with me and rubbed my back until I fell asleep.
Sometime later Sargent Brink woke me up, he most have dressed me because I was wearing my swimming shorts, he then walked me to Sargent Campbell's office. My two brothers were there as was the 'Base Commander', Sargent Brink closed the door as he left us alone, I went to sit with my brothers. The 'Base Commander' was sitting behind Sargent Campbell's desk; Sargent Campbell was standing behind him. The 'Base Commander' was such a close friend of my dad's, my brother's and I had grown up calling him Uncle Rob.
"How are you feeling Dickie?" Uncle Rob asked.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay. I guess." I whispered while looking at the floor.
"Do you want me to call your mom or dad to come and get you?"
I took his question the wrong way, I thought I was going to be kicked out of the pool because I didn't finish the initiation. "You mean I can't swim here no more?" I was on the verge of tears again.
Uncle Rob motioned me to him, I walked around the desk and sat in his lap and he wrapped his arms around me. "As far as I'm concerned you boys can always swim here."
"Dickie!" Keith started to plead with me, something he never did except to stay out of trouble. "If mom or dad finds out what happened here they won't let us come back."
"That ain't no lie." Ron mumbled.
"Boys!" Sargent Campbell spoke up, to silence my brothers. "If your brother needs to tell your mom and dad what happened he should."
I looked up at Sargent Campbell and he looked back down at me. "How's your dad feeling Dickie?"
I brought my eyes back down to my lap and twiddled my thumbs. "He hurts a lot still." (I forgot whether I said this in an earlier chapter or not. My father was discharged due to a back injury).
"And we don't want to hurt your dad anymore. Do we?" Uncle Rob asked.
I shook my head no.
"And if your dad found out what's been happing here with you, that would hurt his feelings. Wouldn't it?" Sargent Campbell added.
Honesty I didn't understand their logic, but when you're eight years old you mostly agree with an adult no matter what they say, so I just nodded my head; yes. Both of my brothers gave a sigh of relief.
My two brothers' were dismissed with Uncle Rob reminding them that they couldn't say a thing to anybody about what happened. I sat there on Uncle Rob's lap for sometime; it was Sargent Campbell who suggested I go play outside. I jumped off of Uncle Rob's lap and gave him a good-bye hug and then Sargent Campbell, they both reminded me to stay quiet about PeeWee and Private Andersen.
The entire affair was kept quiet; there were no court hearings and no investigations. Private Andersen was not sent to prison, but instead he was given a transfer to a new base just south of New Mexico. It was somewhere in sunny Antarctica where he would enjoy being the little boy of that base. I'm sure he found it as pleasing an experience as I'm sure all the boy's he _f_u_c_k_ed found him to be.
PeeWee's dad was transferred as well, but first he was given a choice of sending his boy to a reformatory school or letting the 'Base Commander' send PeeWee to a 'Special' school. Well PeeWee's dad was so mad that he had a pervert for a son, he told the 'Base Commander' that he didn't care where he sent his son, just send him away. So PeeWee was sent to a special military school, it was not a school for boys but rather a school for young adults. PeeWee was the school's mascot, there he was tutored and given a strict military code to live by. Being the youngest and smallest on the campus, he also found himself on the receiving end of the older students' lust.
As for me, I ran out of the building with my towel roll in hand and raced to the big tree where my friends had already placed their towels and things. I quickly dropped my stuff and ran back to the pool area, I raced across the pool's edge and jumped as high as I could. While in mid-flight I heard a whistle blow.
"Ooops!"
End of chapter 5.