stories from a sex-crazed fraternity
I knew joining a fraternity would be a whole new world for me, but I could have never fathomed what is about to happen. As a new pledge, I had no idea was I was in for. I had heard stories of hazing, but never thought much of it. Tonight, the older frat members announced the start of “Hell Week”, our fraternity’s initiation process for new members like me. I talked amongst the pledges, and we have no idea what we’re in for. The older members are calling us down to the main room for a meeting. My heart is beating like no tomorrow. I know bad things can happen in these initiation processes, and I’m questioning how much I want to be apart of this fraternity.
As the dozen or so pledges and I walked through the main entrance, about at least 75 shirtless men lined the one wall standing straight with their hands over each other. I feel intimidated by the sheer power they seem to exude. Pure masculine energy radiated from these men and made me feel small and helpless. There was no getting out of this now. In the center of the room is a round wooden table. There was something covered with a small blanket resting on the top. This seemed to be the focal point of our first Hell Week event, and my curiosity about the object was itching me. What could it be? What is in store for me?
From the wall of shirtless men stepped out a tall, lean man in red basketball shorts. He had a pretty nice physique and sported a slight bulge in his shorts. His hair was cut short and he had a diamond earring in one of his ears. I am not going to lie, he was kind of attractive even coming from a straight guy like me. He introduced himself as the president of the fraternity and explained what tonight’s event would be.
“Tonight is your first night of Hell Week. This week is to test you pledges to see if you are one of us. As members, we all have been through this before. We know you are nervous, and you should be. This week is about testing your masculinity, and how far you will go to join our elite group of men. Our first event requires your nudity. I will need each of you pledges to strip down to nothing and gather around the table.”
My cheeks went red as embarrassment filled me. I’ve never been nude in front of anyone except my parents when I was a baby. I hesitate, but I slowly take off my shirt, as do the other boys standing in a circle. All of them had nice bodies I can admit. A few have more muscular builds, while others were slimmer. Some were relatively hairy, while others were more smooth. I keep my body hair trimmed except for my armpits and pubes. I shimmy my jeans down over my knees and then they fall around my ankles. I toss them aside and begin to remove my briefs. There is no point in trying to hide my penis anyways. The circle of nude young men which I am in all have their cocks out now. I throw my briefs onto my jeans and shirt behind me and face the covered thing on the table.
The president continues, “Now. I see we have some nice fresh meat around here.” Giggles arise from the hunky frat brothers lined up at the wall. “If you’re not humiliated yet, just wait for the reveal. I know you’re all wondering what that is in the middle of the table. Good question! My brothers and and I, all 82 of us, have made a generous donation for this activity tonight.” My heart drops at that phrase. His arm reaches out between me and the guy next to me and goes to pull the cover off of the object. He reveals a big glass cup full of white liquid. I cannot believe what I am laying eyes on.
“In the last hour, we all have ejaculated into this glass. I think it’s still a little warm!” He says it with a cheeky grin. “Your duty is to make a deposit in this cup as well. The last person to finish must drink the contents. This lucky pledge will be the fraternity’s own slave for the rest of Hell Week.” I think I’m going to be ill. The cup was multiple shades of white and yellow. It was filled nearly to the brim with maybe only a centimeter or two left to the top. I visibly gagged as did a few other pledges. I have to jack off in front of other dudes? This is gonna be so fucking bad.
A bell rung which I assumed means for us to start masturbating. Choruses of “OHHHHH’s” and other chants roared from the wall of frat guys now dispersing around us. One even smacked me on the ass and told me to, “hurry up or open wide”. I shivered at the thought of drinking the semen of every single guy that resides in this house. My dick is barely hard and I’m yanking the fuck out of it. I can’t focus with all of the noise and hairy cocks that surround me. I quicken my pace.
Several pledges reach for cup. One guy who is lean and has a hairy chest and a trimmed beard leans forward and sticks his cock head over the cup’s rim. He moans and shudders until his nuts burst out a thick load into the sea of warm, white cum. He quickly passes it over to a light skin black guy with a full bush and rock hard abs. He bites his bottom lip and shoots all over the rim and dribbles the rest of his load inside the cup. I’m getting nervous now as the cup is being passed around guy to guy like a hot potato. Loads of thick white cum is being poured into the glass left and right. The guy to my left who has a fairly large cock is rocking his hips back and forth while I still struggle to maintain an erection. I’m fucked.
The hollering of the guys is now accompanied by bouts of moaning by the pledges. The guy directly across from me grabs the cum-filled glass and seemingly looks me directly in the eyes. He’s not unattractive, but I avert my eyes anyways and focus on trying to cum in front of about a hundred men. The sound of rampant cheering and powerful orgasms is not helping my case. There’s only me and another guy left. He’s a tall, fit middle eastern guy with large balls. He has hair all over his chest and torso. Hair is sticking out from his underarms and is also sporting a full bush. He looks at me and we lock eyes. I can’t lose to him.
I furiously stroke my dick and cup my egg-sized balls. I heard playing with your nuts makes you cum faster, so I twirl them around in my palm. The remaining guy is doing that thing with his hips where they seemingly lose control. That means he’s about to blow his load. I realize my impending fate as I realize my orgasm isn’t coming as quick as his is. He bolts for the cup and the crowd go fucking ballistic. Several guys crowd around me and slap my bare ass and grab at me. The guy shoots one of the biggest loads I’ve ever seen. His balls empty 8 shots of thick white cum into the glass cup.
“EVERYONE STEP AWAY FROM THE TABLE EXCEPT YOU!” yells the fraternity’s president. I’m visibly shaking and have halted jerking off. “Oh no. You’ve gotta continue until you finish little bro. You wanna be in our organization right?” I nod as I stand there nude, dick in hand. “WHAT’S THAT? I DIDN’T HEAR YOU!” he shouts in my ear. He wraps his arm around my neck and puts me in a chokehold. His skin is pressed to mine and his bulging bicep is pressed to my jugular. “Yes sir,” I mutter as best as I could in a chokehold. He let’s me go and bends down and makes me uncup my balls. “ONE MORE TIME!” He shouts as he firmly grabs my nuts in a fist.
“YES SIR!” I shout out in pleasure and in pain as his warm hand yanks my scrotum downwards. I reach for the cup as everyone is shouting. The world seeming went still as I let out the biggest and most pleasure-filled moan that’s ever slipped out of a man’s mouth. With the attractive frat guy still firmly holding my nuts, I shoot at least 15 pumps of hot and thick cum into the almost overflowing cup. I almost faint as he lets go of my privates and my orgasm peaks. Several guys come towards me and hold my naked body so I can’t move. From behind me, the president walks out and grabs the cum cup. I know what’s coming next.
Four strong and shirtless men restrain me against their muscular bodies as the cup approaches nearer. The toned president holds the cup out towards my lips and smirks. “With everyone now having made a donation to our fraternity’s cum cup, our new slave must now drink its contents.” He presses the glass’s rim to my bottom lip. The glass feels lukewarm on my chin. “Open wide, or I’ll make you,” he says in a deep tone. I can’t bring myself to part my lips. He kneels down and grabs my face. I think it’s the same hand he used on my balls. He pushes inwards, and my mouth opens wide. Slowly, he begins to tip the cup towards me.
Salty cum coats my tongue. It fills my mouth with a warm feeling. It’s almost gelatinous in texture. I hesitate to swallow, but he isn’t going to stop pouring it down my throat. I take a big gulp of my frat brothers’ warm and thick loads. Streams of cum dribble down my chin and leak down my neck and chest. The crowd of shirtless college-aged men chant things along the lines of “DRINK IT” or “EAT THE LOAD”. The cup isn’t even half empty and my jaw is sore from it being forced open wide. My lips and my throat are covered in sticky cum. I can only describe the taste as musky and overwhelmingly masculine. I feel like a slut being humiliated like this.
Cum keeps flowing from the glass into my mouth and onto my body. Several guys bend over me and scoop up the seed and shove their load-covered fingers into my mouth, making me lick it off. They run their fingers all over my now sticky chest and abs. I nearly choke when there are more than 3 guys putting their coated fingers into my mouth. The president of the frat pours the last of the cup onto my lips and I lick it off. The taste is intoxicating to my senses. I now crave the taste my frat brothers’ semen. I look down at my body which looks like a glazed donut, so I scoop the rest up and put what I can onto my tongue. The men are screaming at this point, and I feel reduced to nothing but a cum slut faggot.
I am now their slave for the next seven days, and it can only get worse for me.
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