Friday, December 30, 2011

Joey’s First Time



Joey was starting college.  He had never been away from home for any length
of time before.  He was looking forward to being away from the thumbs of his
strict parents.  His grandfather was a famous religious conservative and his
parents didn't fall far from the tree.  Joey had never been on a date nor
had even kissed a girl in his 18 years.  Joey was forced to study all the
time and was a championship swimmer.  What little time he wasn't studying or
swimming he was at church.  All of Joey's work paid off.  Joey got a full
ride to UCLA for a combination of swimming and academics.  Not only that he
had a tight, compact body that had very little body fat.  He was 6' 3" and
195lbs. He had black hair and brown eyes.  There were a huge number of girls
and not a few boys who wanted to have sex with Joey.  Added to that Joey was
a terribly nice guy.  In short he was a nearly perfect teen hunk.

The only problem was that Joey was not happy.  He wanted to date girls.  He
wanted to drink beer.  He wanted to smoke grass.  He wanted a wild life of
good drugs and loose women.  The scholarship to UCLA was his ticket out of
hicksville Kansas.

Every frat on UCLA wanted Joey to be a member. During rush month Joey was
partying every night.  He was such a good student and athlete that he could
do this and keep up his grades, his sport and best of all his appearance.  
Joey was at the Gamma, Gamma, Gamma party and having a good time.  Even
though he was partying nearly every night he was a light weight with his
liquor.  John and Jack were twins who excelled at gymnastics.  They also
excelled at gay sadism.  Joey was just their type.  They loved face jocks
who were tall and thin.  The typical swimmer's body.  As gymnasts they
looked very good themselves.  They had the sculpted defined bodies that all
college level gymnasts have.  They were shorter than Joey but much more
built.  They have blond hair and deep blue eyes.

They went over to Joey and brought him a beer.  There was nothing out of the
ordinary in this act as the fraternities competed for the face jocks like
Joey.  The fact that he had a straight A average in high school and was
heading for one in college made him a two fer.  Such a desired guy would be
served in any frat.  But Joey's drink was special his beer had a roofie
added to it.  Since this was Friday night they would have the whole weekend
to play with Joey.  This was going to be so much fun.

Joey took a little while to down his drink.  Just like countless other
innocent victims Joey didn't taste a thing.  The rest of the set up was
brilliant.  A girl from the sister sorority took Joey up to a room in the
house so that everyone saw his go up with a girl.  Joey started getting
woozy as soon as he got to the room.  As he fell onto the bed the girl left
through an other door.  About 10 minutes later John and Jack entered the
room.  Joey was quite a site.  He had already removed his shirt and had his
pants unbuttoned.  Then he fell down.

Jack finished undressing Joey and climbed into bed with him.  John was
operating the video camera.  Joey was so out of it that he thought Jack was
that hot girl.  He and Jack kissed and then did a 69.  They both were very
into it.  Joey no longer cared that John was a guy he was just a guy in
need.  It was clear for the camera that Joey was very into this scene.  Then
it was time for the fucking.  Jack slammed his dick into Joey's ass.  Joey
started to buck and fight a little at first but then settled down.  The pain
turned to pleasure and Joey was still so out of it that he got into it
again.  Then they switched places.  John went into the bed and Jack took the
camera.  Joey was still hot with lust.  He and John made love with true
passion.  Then Joey passed out.

When he came to he heard a tv running.  On a loop was the tape of Joey and
the gymnasts.  The gymnasts didn't care who knew they were gay.  Joey was
mortified.  His grandfather would literally have a stroke.  He had made his
career attacking gays as immoral child molesters.  Joey really couldn't
remember last night very well but he knew the tape was not doctored.  It was
obvious that not only was it Joey on the tape but that Joey liked what he
was doing.  Seeing that tape told him why his ass was so sore but he had no
idea why he was being shown that tape.

Just then John and Jack came in.  I see you have found the tape.  If you
want this tape destroyed then all you need to do is spend today and tomorrow
here doing whatever we want.  You may even like it.  You sure enjoyed last
night.  If you do what we say then you get the tape.  If not then the
networks do.  Joey started crying.  He was not sure if he was gay.  He had
humiliated his family and now he was being blackmailed.  Joey knew they had
him so he caved.

Good.  Now strip boy we have a full day in store.
Joey was in a real fix.  It was apparent that he had enjoyed the attention
on the tape.  He also had no idea yet that he had been drugged and thus the
reactions on that tape may not have been his own.  All the could think of
was his grandfather and the fact that he would be disowned by his family if
they thought he was gay.  And he had to be gay.  No straight guy could have
enjoyed having Jack's massive dick up his ass.  And there was Joey right
there on the screen ejaculating with Jack's dick up his ass.  Still the
thought of doing this sick faggot stuff willingly was more than he could
bear.

John and Jack on the other hand not only remembered the night but enjoyed it
immensely.  They rarely got a virgin to work with.  Joey was so totally
sexually inexperienced he may as well have been twelve.  The drug that they
had given Joey did a very good job of removing inhibitions as well as making
the victim forget what had happened and who had done it.  Jack still had a
hard on thinking of breaking in Joey's ass.  Even through the haze of the
roofies the pain had to be tremendous.  Joey had started crying out in pain
and begging Jack to stop.  But Jack had only need.  Further and further the
dick went in.  Joey started to bleed.  But still in it went.  Joey's ass
felt fantastic.  It was tight and warm and Jack had to fight the urge to
come in order to make this awesome fuck last.  Jack was able to control
himself enough to make the fuck last 10 minutes.  Eventually Joey's lust
took over and he went from begging to have it taken out to begging to be
fucked harder.  Through all the blood and pain Joey's lust took over as the
video showed.  As fun as it was today was going to be better since Joey
would fight more.  This was going to be good.

Joey had the facts of life explained to him.  In the frat house basement was
an exercise room that the gymnasts used as a dungeon.  The exercise
equipment was convenient as a restraining devise for their victims.  Once
Joey went into that room he was not going to leave until they let him out.  
The weekend was going to consist of a lot of pain and/or sexual humiliation.
  We are going to torture you until you ask us to fuck you.  You will use
the following words, "John and Jack you are my natural masters please fuck
my useless ass and face.  I am not worthy of your divine attention."  At the
end of the weekend he would be let go and get the tape.  If he decided to
cry rape they would have a house full of witnesses that said he asked for
it.

Joey didn't want to disappoint his family.  He knew that his whole family
would disown him if this tape came out.  He didn't know if he could trust
John and Jack but he knew that if he refused their offer the tape would be
on CNN and his life would not be worth living.  So with head bowed low and
in boxers and a t-shirt he agreed to go down stairs.  The house was a total
mess.  The party had been over for a few hours.  There were hung over frat
boys eating cold pizza and drinking hangover remedies of every conceivable
kind.  At least they were dressed similarly to Joey so he didn't feel naked.
  But he felt they knew he had been fucked just the same.  He tried to walk
normally but his ass hurt and he had to go to the bathroom.  They let him do
that since he was obviously in distress and had a long weekend ahead of him.
  Joey cringed as he felt the dick slop fall out of his ass.  He really
didn't want to do this.

The room didn't look too bad.  It was a basic exercise room. There was a
wrestling mat on one side. A soloplex and some free weights in the middle
and a set of rings and a pommel horse on the other side.  Joey couldn't
figure out how this equipment could be used to make him miserable.  He was
soon to find out.

They decided to start Joey off easy.  He had to strip immediately upon
entering the room.  Since this was a sports room and not a locker room Joey
felt a little strange being naked in front of the clothed gymnasts.  Joey
was forced to do reps of all the exercises on the solo flex.  They would
have him do an exercise until he could barely lift the weight and then he
would have to do 20 reps of that exercise.

Joey was getting really worn down.  He was a good physical specimen but he
was already weak from the night before and he was lifting more weight than
he was used to lifting.  He had to do 20 leg lifts, 20 presses, and 20 of
each of the other exercises.

When he was done he was exhausted and had some idea that his weekend had
just begun.  At least the guys were content to merely exercise him to death
and not play sexual games with him.  John and Jack led him over to the mat.  
It was time for wrestling dummy.  For the next half hour they used Joey as a
wrestling dummy.  Even though they were gymnasts they were fairly good
wrestlers.  They also of course were 2 against 1.  They twisted Joey into
all kinds of shapes.  They gave him hammer locks, slammed him repeatedly
into the mat, used figure four leg locks, and the ever popular camel clutch.
  The pain was unreal.  Joey had never wrestled and was not used to this
kind of pain.  He was screaming and begging to be left alone.  The screams
were music to the gymnasts ears.  They kept up the pressure and in general
made Joey's life hell.  Then they started the humiliation.  They took turns
sitting on Joey's face and rubbing their crotches on his mouth.  Joey felt
like a little kid being bullied by the pair of sadists.  John and Jack
started to get hard and were having a grand old time.  By the time this was
over Joey was actively considering asking them to have sex with him.

In addition to everything else Joey was tired of being naked.  Even though
it was only a few hours he began to wonder if he had ever worn clothes.  His
dick was soft and he was definitely was not enjoying himself.  John and Jack
on the other hand were completely enjoying themselves.  They liked nothing
better than breaking punks like Joey and teaching them their place in life
even if only for an afternoon.  Miraculously he held out through the entire
wrestling lesson.

Now you get a taste of our gymnastics initiation.  We are going to tape your
hands to that ring over there.  Your feet will not reach the ground.  Then
we will roll the dice.  You will get hit on your torso for one minute per
pip on the dice by me and then by Jack.  Unless of course you want to save
us the trouble and beg us to rape your worthless ass.

Joey had taken a lot of pain and humiliation already.  There was no way that
fear of some pain was going to get him to crack.  He allowed Jack to lift
his naked form onto the rings.  Then both of them taped his wrists to the
rings and let him dangle for a little bit.  They couldn't resist rubbing and
caressing his naked, vulnerable body for a little bit.  It didn't take long
for Joey to get hard.  Joey was embarrassed to be naked and hard in front of
the obviously horny, muscular gymnasts but did like the attention they were
giving his body.  For something like a half and hour they played with Joey's
body getting his nipples and his dick hard and getting him hot all over.  
Joey's arms were really beginning to burn and the humiliation of his
reaction to there stimulation was really getting to him.  Then it was over
as fast as it began.  Joey couldn't believe that they had gotten him so hot
just to let him hang with blue balls.

Ok guy now we get to  have some fun.  John rolled the dice.  He got a nine.  
That meant eighteen minutes of punching for poor Joey's torso.  Nine from
each sadistic gymnast.  As they were putting on their gloves the kind that
marshal artists used that would pad the knuckles but still allow a person to
grab, they told Joey he could still back out.  They even reminded him of the
words.  "John and Jack you are my natural masters, please fuck my worthless
ass and face.  I am unworthy of your divine attention."  Joey was in pain
but defiant.  "There is no way I am going to say those perverted words."

John had Jack start the clock and started in on Joey.  The pain was
unbelievable.  Joey had never had a real fight in high school.  He was just
to nice and sheltered of a guy.  Plus as a star athlete he was protected by
the teachers and administration.  No one messed with him.  John, on the
other hand, was all but a pro at working over pussy boys.  They would pick
up boys from Hollywood Blvd. to work over when they couldn't get a willing
participant.

>From the first punch Joey knew the gig was up.  John had thrown a blistering
right directly into his gut.  Joey lost his wind.  Worse he was unable to
protect his gut or try to tighten his muscles.  The pain was incredible.  
John fired another and another.  All Joey could do was groan.  The pain was
so intense that he forgot the words.  For nine minutes Joey's stomach and
ribs to all John could offer.  Joey was gasping for air and trying to
remember those words.  Fuck his family and his dignity.  The pain was to
much.  Jack didn't give him a chance to recover enough to ask for the
fucking but started right in on Joey.  If you don't think 18 minutes is a
long time try taking gut and rib punishment for that amount of time without
any rest.  Joey was broken.  The only reason he wasn't begging to be fucked
was the fact he couldn't catch a breath.   Punch after punch fell into his
now soft stomach.  Joey felt like Jack was punching his backbone it went in
so far.  He was crying and saying stop, I give when he could form words.  
Finally the bell rung and it was time to stop.
They let Joey hang there for another few minutes and Joey finally found the
breath and presence of mind to say "John and Jack you are my natural masters
please fuck my worthless ass and face.  I am unworthy of your divine
attention."  Joey burst out in tears.  He had done the unthinkable.   He had
begged to be fucked.

John and Jack called in some frat brothers and made Joey repeat the horrid
words.  If it was possible he felt even lower.  It was bad enough to do this
in front of just the two sadists but now others saw him hanging naked
begging to be fucked.  His life was over.  He just knew it was.  Joey
wondered if he could ever face a man from this frat again.  He even
recognized his swim team captain among the guys who came in.  They would
never look at each other the same way again.  Joey just knew that.

Joey was led over to the pommel horse and was told to lean over it.  He was
shaky on his feet but was able to comply.  Then the frat brothers tied his
wrists and ankles to the legs of the horse and prepared the rape of sweet,
young Joey.  Joey was very scared.  Even though they had fucked him just
last night he had only blurry memories of it thanks to the roofies.  He was
going to get no drugs what so ever this time.  Every ounce of pain and
degradation was going to be felt in its full measure.

John prepared his dick for the grand reopening of Joey's cunt. He wanted it
to be really painful so he put a rubber on his dick and covered it with the
juice of a lemon and then put margarita salt on the condom.  Then he shoved
the dick into Joey's ass.  Because of the previous rape the night before his
dick went in fairly easily.  But Joey immediately started screaming.  "Take
it out.  You're splitting me in half.  It burns.  Please, I'll do anything
please stop."  For the first five to ten minutes or so Joey could feel that
massive dick ramming his ass.  It literally felt like he was being ripped
apart.  The salt and lemon stung  like a blow torch.  Joey couldn't believe
that any drug could make him like this.

John was totally getting of on this.  He had to be very careful how hard he
fucked because he didn't want to come to fast.  He lived to hurt guys.  Even
as a little kid he was forever getting in fights just to hurt littler kids.  
Joey was not disappointing him in the least.  The pain was causing Joey to
scream and beg him to stop but best of all it was causing Joey to buck like
a bronco.  The movement of Joey's ass caused further stimulation to his dick
and made the fuck that much better.

Finally John was managing to massage Joey's prostate.  Even though the pain
was intense it was beginning to be mixed with some pleasure.  His dick was
rising and getting hard.  Joey was still begging and writhing but his
breathing was getting heavier and he was getting confused.  Joey still felt
like his ass was being split and the halves fried but his prostate was
feeling very good.  If this kept up he realized to his horror he could come
like a two bit whore.  Finally John made a final deep thrust and came.

It was Jack's turn. Jack had an even larger cock so Joey got to feel
sensations even deeper.  His ass was starting to adjust to John's cock so it
took Jacks to make Joey yell again.  Now Joey just knew he was split. Blood
started oozing down his thigh and the pain was god awful.  Joey again
started begging and a chant went up into the room.  Fuck Jack Fuck.  Fuck
Jack Fuck.  On and On it went.  The six guys chanting the chant and Joey
being forced to say he was a cunt and a whore.  Telling Jack he liked it and
wanted more.  joey was in pain and begging to believe he was a worthless
whore.  He had let down his family and look where it got him.  His Benedict
Arnold cock was telling the world he enjoyed this.

Still the pain went on.  For another 30 minutes Jack rammed his dick into
Joey's ass and Joey just took it asking for more.  Joey's ass was getting
pounded and pounded by Jack's balls and his hole was stretched way beyond
its natural size.  But still Joey could feel his balls churning and knew he
would shoot any second.  Sure enough he did.  Then Jack shot and Joey could
feel the man jizz in his shit hole.  Joey just started to shake.  His body
couldn't take the over stimulation and he was beginning to freak.

Joey was untied.  He thought the ordeal was over.  Instead he was held down.
  He got fucked by all six guys.  He got fucked doggy style.  He got fucked
laying down.  He got fucked standing up.  And so on.  Through it all he
cried and begged for more so he could get that tape back.  He even believed
he was shit and they were gods.  Finally when all the brothers were spent
Joey was allowed to collapse and cry on the wrestling mat.

They finally finished with Joey or so he thought.  It was approaching time
for the party that night.  Once a month Gamma Gamma Gamma had a punishment
party.  The four brothers who had the most demerits for the month got
punished at a special party that the Gamma and their sister sorority
attended. Even though hazing was being cracked down on these parties were
considered private affairs and no Gamma had ever complained.

This month there were actually five brothers since two had tied.  They were
going to have to eliminate one until Joey showed up.  They could only punish
the brothers in pairs and Joey made six.  They decided to break the news to
Joey.  Joey was still in the fetal position on the wrestling mat in the
exercise room.  He was naked and crying with cum and blood leaking from his
ass.  It took them at least 10 minutes to get Joey calmed down enough to
listen to them.  He finally quieted down until they told him about the
evening they had planned for him.

At 7:00 sharp the party would begin.  The punished brothers had to dress for
the event.  They wore white bikini briefs and had their status written on
their chests.  This party was unusual in that Joey was here and that a
senior was being punished.  This party was anticipated for weeks.

The demerit system was used both to haze new members and keep the brothers
in line.  In theory a brother or pledge got demerits for breaking fraternity
rules but in reality there were so many rules a brother could get demerits
anytime he pissed the wrong guy off.  Usually only freshmen and sophomores
wound up as the guests of dishonor at a punishment party.  Every brother got
it at least once with fuck ups getting it twice or three times.

The five brothers who were selected this month were:
Bret a 21 year old senior who has blond hair and is 6' 2" and 220.  He has
50 demerits to work off.  This is his first punishment party since he was a
pledge.  He is a popular quarterback who made the mistake of cheating on the
pledge master's sister.  After only one week he already had 25 demerits and
it was well known he had earned the wrath of the wrong woman.  No one wanted
to miss his humiliation.

Jake is a junior who also is a quarterback.  He has straight brown hair and
dresses in a casual some would say sloppy manner.  He is Bret's best friend
and the pledge master figures pairing them up together will best humiliate
Bret.  Jake is 6' even and well built.  He has 45 demerits to work off.  The
few people who didn't want to see Bret sure wanted to see Jake brought down.

Ryan is a sophomore who plays baseball.  He looks even younger than his 18
years.  He is short and thin. (5' 3" 115lbs).  Ryan has brown hair and brown
eyes and has an almost feminine look about him.  Every girl on campus wanted
to kiss him as he is so adorable.  Unfortunately he is also a fuck up.  He
has had 5 punishment parties already.  His first was as a pledge when he
peed his pants in the student union when Bret had forbidden him from using
the bathroom.  Ryan was getting used to humiliation.  He had 30 demerits as
well.

The final candidates for punishment were Chris and Greg.  They were twins
who only participated in intramural sports.  They were always playing
ultimate frisbee or swimming in the pool.  They have the well knit bodies
that natural athletes have.  They were blond and pale.  They were in the
fraternity because their dad was and they didn't want to disappoint him.  
They were on their third punishment party.  They wished the brothers would
take it easier on them but figured if their dad could take it so could they.
  Chris had 25 demerits while Greg had 20.

Joey was assigned 50 demerits to make it fair for everyone involved.  Joey
didn't really think it was that fair but he didn't get a vote.  At least he
was going to get a better partner than Bret would.  This was going to be the
hottest punishment party yet.

The rules for the party were simple.  The brothers would be paired up for
the evening.  There would be 3 games per round with 2 rounds.  Each game won
allowed a team to remove 5 demerits.  Second place would leave the demerits
as they were.  A loss would mean the addition of 5 demerits.  At the end of
round one the team with the fewest demerits left got to work them off with 3
swats of the paddle per demerit.  If they took it without pussing out then
they got to put on their formal clothes and were done for the evening.  If
they pussed out they played round 2.

In round 2 a first place removed 5 demerits, a second place finish added 5,
and a third place if there was one added 10.  After the second round the
demerits were worked off with swats.  Finally the losing pair had a special
punishment given to them by the pledge master.  The games changed each month
so the brothers would not know what to expect.  They always though were
humiliating and often painful.  The games were preceded by a dinner.  The
dinner was served by the guests of dishonor.

The shamed brothers wore their white bikinis and had names written across
their chests and backs.  Bret had pedophile written across his chest and
pussy cunt written on his back with an arrow drawn down to his crack.  Jake
had cum eater on his chest and sperm receiver on his back with an arrow
drawn to his crack.  Ryan had piss boy on both his chest and back.  Chris
and Greg had incest doers on their front and brother fucker on their backs.  
Joey had cock sucker on the front and fucked ass on the back.

The men of gamma and the women of delta were seated at the formal dining
table and were dressed to the nines.  The guys were in black tuxes and ties
while the women were in formal dresses.  They were looking forward to a 4
course dinner served by the disgraced brothers.  The humiliated brothers
came in bearing trays of salad.  They each had 6 salads to serve.  The trays
required two hands so the brothers were man and woman handled by the gammas
and deltas.  Joey couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into.  These
people were animals.  He had hands all over his may as well be naked body.  
He was trying not to get hard.  The hands were rubbing his nipples and his
thighs.  They were patting his ass.  He already knew that if he dropped a
salad or god forbid touched an active he would get 10 demerits added to his
total.  He was already too humiliated for words and it was only the first
course.  All of the guys were humiliated.  These outfits were so skimpy.  
Everyone could see their dicks.  Add to that the constant touching and the
verbal abuse and it was pretty rough.

It was probably the worst for Ryan.  He was little all over and the pissing
incident made him the but of jokes all the time.  The pledge master decided
that Ryan would look better in a diaper and a baby bonnet.  Ryan put them on
since he didn't want to get paddled.  He turned beet red.  Since both Jake
and Bret had the pledge master mad at them they got some special attention
too.  Bret got his ass slapped every time he got near the pledge master and
Jake had to bow down to the delta president every time he served her.

After about an hour of humiliation the dinner was finished at it was time
for the game.  The teams were  Bret and Jake with 95 demerits, Ryan and
Chris with 55 demerits, and Joey and Greg with 75 demerits.  Since Chris was
a few minutes older than Greg he got the partner with the fewer demerits.  
Even though the game was skewed because of the demerits earned by Bret and
Jake if they played well enough they could still win.  This was planned so
that no team would give up hope and therefore not try its hardest.

The first game was simple enough.  Each pair of guys had to french kiss in
front of everyone while two brothers spat on them and blew their noses on
them.  Joey could not believe this.  It was bad enough that he had degraded
himself in private but this was too much.  But he knew that neither he nor
Greg could take those swats.  So he swallowed what little pride he had left
and prepared to swap spit.  John and Jack took charge of spitting on Joey
and Greg.  Lorenzo and Steve took Jake and Bret.  While Brad and Tom took
Ryan and Chris.  Lorenzo was the pledge master who Bret had so offended.

This humiliation was intense.  Joey felt like every eye in the frat house
was looking at him and every shout of fag and pussy was directed to him.  
The spit was really gross.  Greg had begged him all during dinner not to
puss out on him.  The punishment swats were so bad that he would do anything
to avoid them.  So Joey kept his tongue in Greg's mouth and allowed Greg's
to explore his.  John and Jack aimed for the eyes and the nose in hopes of
causing the boys to break their lip lock.  But the boys were determined to
take it.  The other  were just as determined.  Lorenzo had very good aim and
spat repeatedly in Bret's eye.  Bret was determined not to break the kiss
with Jake.  He had no idea what the end punishment would be but he was
determined that he would only be a spectator to it.  Jake was getting it as
well.  The first couple to break was Ryan and Chris.  Ryan just couldn't
stand the spit going in his eyes.  It was all Chris could do not to slap
him.  They earned 5 demerits so they now had 60.  The other two couples
lasted for 5 minutes and then 10.  They could hear the chants of faggot and
french that boy and other degrading stuff.  There were even flashes for
pictures for the bulletin board.  Finally Greg got a hawker right up his
nose and had to break.  Bret and Jake were down to 90.  The score was now 90
to 75 to 60.

The next game was totally disgusting.  Each team had a pair of bowls placed
in front of them.  In each bowl was placed a large can of alpo dog food.  
The boys were expected to eat the dog food.  If a team didn't finish the dog
food then it got 10 demerits.  To make it more fun the boys had their arms
taped behind their backs.  This was going to be good.  This was complete
humiliation.  All of them wanted to vomit.  The taste was awful beyond
belief.  It was all Ryan could do to avoid vomiting.  They may have been
humiliated but Jake and Bret were bound and determined to finish first.  
Everyone loved seeing the big men on campus reduced to eating alpo.  Both
Bret and Jake could be arrogant and were getting it back in spades.  Both
Stephen and Lorenzo couldn't resist pushing their faces into the food.  The
results of the race were the same as the first time.  It took almost an hour
but even Ryan managed to finish the vile dog food.  The score was now 85 to
75 to 65.

Next was shaving.  Each boy was shaved from neck to ankles by his partner.  
The shaving was made more difficult by making the shaver take being pissed
on and having him blindfolded.  This was really humiliating.  Joey and the
rest of them were going to look like bunch of little kids.  At least for
Ryan, Greg and Chris the shaving was easy to do.  The catcalls were getting
very loud.  Seeing the young hunks denuded was intensely erotic to the women
and some of the men.  For Joey the only real trauma was the shaving of his
privates.  He was totally humiliated when his cock started growing under
Greg's manipulation.  Even though all of the guys sported hard ons it was
impossible for poor Joey not to blame himself.  Because of the blindfolds it
took forever to shave the boys and there were some cuts and nicks.  There
was also no pride left for the poor punished brothers.  Finally the ordeal
was over.  The order was Ryan's team first, Bret's team second , and Joey's
last.  Score 85 to 80 to 60.

It was time for the swats.  Ryan and Chris were tied to chairs and prepared
for the paddling.  The paddling would continue until both of them took 180
swats or until one of them begged for the swats to stop.     Brad got to
swat Ryan while Tom took care of Chris.  They were both seniors who got in
on the basis of looks and smarts.  They were not skilled athletes.  They
still could hit hard enough for Ryan though.  Swat after swat fell on the
behinds of the disgraced sophomores.  Ryan was in tears almost immediately.  
Chris lasted 20 swats.  By 30 Ryan was screaming like a little kid.  At 45
he asked them to quit.  The words were out before he could stop.  They had
only worked off 15 demerits.  In addition Ryan had proved himself deserving
of the diaper he still wore.  He really wanted to die but had to go on.  The
score was 85 to 80 to 45.

Joey was getting very scared.  He had no idea what the punishment for losing
was but it had to be awful.  Anything that could make Jake and Bret
humiliate themselves like this had to be horrid.  Plus it was obvious that
Ryan was a total wuss but would take being hit to avoid the punishment.  
Joey knew he didn't want to find out what the punishment was.

The second half was when the party really heated up.  The games became even
harsher and more depraved as the night went on.  Everyone looked on with
rapt attention.  For many of the guys and girls in these Greek organization
the punishment parties is what made the hazing worth it.

The next game was the grape race.  For this game each guy had to run 3
relays of a course with a grape up his ass.  This sounds easy but of course
there were a few catches.  First the grape could not be touched by their
hands.  Second the grape could not touch the ground.  Finally the only way
to transfer the grape from one guy to the other was to use the mouth.  Joey
got a little sick to his stomach.  He didn't even know Greg before tonight
and here he was about to literally kiss his ass.  Yeah Greg was a cute guy
but this was not the way Joey wanted to be introduced.

The race was a total nightmare for all of them but for Joey it was the
worst.  It was obvious to not only Greg but everyone there that his ass had
been fucked recently by a lot of large dicks.  Not only that but Greg was
not the cleanest guy on the planet.  His ass was very funky and the grape
took on the flavor of Greg's shit.  The worst thing though was the abject
laughter that greeted the sight of his fucked ass.  He could hear some of
the coeds gasping at the sight of his raw red ass.  "God I get horny for
these guys all the time but even I wouldn't let them do that to me." rang
out from one of the coeds.  The rest giggled and said "yeah what a total
loser."  The first time he put his tongue up Greg's ass he could taste the
shit.  And the smell was so horrible.  Greg was one of those guys who just
had a funk about him.  He was always running around and getting sweaty and
he had no time for a shower today.  Joey nearly vomited and was on the verge
of tears.  The same coed who had called him a loser asked him if he liked
the taste of ass sweat.  Worse yet Greg dropped the grape twice so that Joey
had to lick his ass 5 times instead of 3.

By some miracle Joey's team finished second despite the drops.  Even more
miraculous Chris and Ryan finished first.  Jake and Bret finished third.  
The score was now 95 to 85 to 40 with Bret's team having the most demerits
and Ryan's team having the least.  Joey still could taste and smell that
nasty funk from Greg.  He had no idea what was next but knew he wouldn't
like it.

The next test was one of endurance.  Each guy would be put into a box that
was below the floor.  The box would then be dark.  They were to say as long
as they could in that box.  Sounds easy right.  Well not exactly.  Into each
box was put rats.  Lots and lots of rats.  Each pairs times would be added
together.  The teams would be ranked one through three.  Joey freaked.  He
hated rats.  The very idea of spending time in a dark box with them was
enough to make him shake.  None of the boys looked very healthy.  After all
most people had a healthy fear of rats.  These guys were no different.

They were slowly lowered into the boxes.  Then they had to wait and think of
being naked with the vile rats.  Imagine the feeling of those four legged
creatures on your naked body.  Maybe even nibbling on your privates with
those sharp teeth.  The brothers did take one mercy on them.  They allowed
their eyes to be covered that way they would at least have their eyes if
nothing else.

When the rats were dumped the boys felt the rats running over their entire
bodies.  Joey couldn't stand it.  One of the evil beasts even was sniffing
his raw ass.  He could feel its breath.  Joey only lasted a minute before he
jumped out.  He knew Greg would be furious but he didn't care.  Next came
Bret at 90 seconds.  This game was chosen by the pledge master who
remembered that Bret hated rats.  And boy did he.  Bret started screaming as
soon as the rats touched him.  Here was this big beefy quarterback who was
the dream of every gamma girl reduced to screams and tears.  He wanted to
die.  Every person in the room was laughing at the big man on campus.  It
may not have been fair but seeing that arrogant jock on the verge of
breaking down was great for the morale of the frat boys.  Then it was both
Chris and Greg's turn at 2 minutes.  Jake took 2 and 1/2 minutes.  Finally
Ryan lasted an incredible 5 minutes.  What no one knew was that Ryan was an
assistant curator at a zoo for the summer.  He loved animals of every sort
and knew the rats were harmless.  For the first time in a long while Ryan
was actually a hero of sorts.  He may be naked and written on but he had
lasted longer than all of them and here he was smiling and not screaming
like a pussy.  The score was now 100 to 95 to 35.

The final contest was another of those simple things that are not as easy as
it appears.  All the boys had to do was eat an apple after bobbing for it.  
There was just one problem.  The apples were to be bobbed from the toilet
and an unflushed one at that.  That's right bobbing for apples in a pee
filled toilet.  There was just one other little thing.  There big brothers
for the evening got to help.  They lowered and lifted the punished boys.

The piss tasted so bad.  Jack was the one who got to bob Joey.  He just
loved holding the poor swimmer underwater until it felt like his lungs would
burst.  Then poor little Joey would get a taste of that stale pee and want
to die.  Over and over again the poor kid was dunked.  He repeatedly just
missed getting the apple.  Finally he got the apple after 15 dunks.  He
finished 4th.  Would that be enough.  He had no idea.  The ranking in this
game was Ryan, Jake, Chris, Joey, Bret, and Greg.  That made the final score
105, 105, 30.  There was a tie so there would be 4 guys who got the bonus
punishment.  Joey knew it would be 315 swats delivered to him and this bonus
punishment.

what was a boy to do?
Joey realized that he and Greg were tied for last.  He dreaded the special
punishment that the gamma's had in store for them.  He didn't have long to
find out.  Lorenzo and Stephen announced the punishment.  It was designed
for Jake and Bret but Joey and Greg would be a nice bonus.  The punishment
was a week as attendant in the men's locker room in the athlete's building.  
Again it didn't sound too bad but the pale color that Jake and Bret turned
showed that it wasn't as easy as it sounded.  The fact that they had turned
white struck fear into Joey's heart.  It was spelled out for him by Jack.  
You are going to suck off any athlete who wants it for the week.  If you
don't obey us you will be sent to a competing frat for some oral use.  You
may even grow to like cum Joey.  Joey broke completely down.  This was such
a complete nightmare.  He would never get a chance to be a normal guy on
this campus if he had to suck of these guys.  But it would kill his
grandfather if those pics got out.

Before they could go to their duties there was the matter of the paddle.  
Since the losers had 315 coming to them it was to be divided over the course
of the seven days.  That meant 50 swats a day (45 plus a 10% penalty).  Joey
thanked God for small favors.  He could have never taken the full 315 and he
figured once the guys gave him the pics back he would be done with this.
They couldn't expect him to take this for 7 days.

The honorees were put into the punishment stocks and locked down for their
beatings.  Joey started to cry at 20.  By 30 he was screaming.  By the full
50 he was begging for mercy.  He just couldn't stop crying.  The only other
ones who were as broken as Joey was were Chris and Ryan who ended up taking
90.  Ryan was hoarse by the time it was done.  It was midnight and the
losers had a long day ahead of them so the party was ended.  The losers were
hogtied for the night and everyone went to sleep.

At 700 am sharp the losers were awakened and untied.  They were sore and
stiff form the night tied up.  It was hard for Joey to look at anyone after
that night of terror.  Breakfast was scrambled eggs laced with Tabasco in
dog dishes.  They had 5 minutes to wolf it down if they did not want
demerits.  Their mouths burned so bad after that breakfast.  There was a
water dish filled with stale piss for them to drink.  The burning was so bad
that the boys drank.  Joey wondered if he would ever be allowed to not be a
pervert again.

They were dressed in their attendant uniforms of thin jocks and nothing
else.  Since it was Sunday they could spend the whole day in the locker
room.  They would get a half our lunch but otherwise they would be in there
from 8 am to 8 pm.  Twelve hours of sucking.  None of them wanted to go.  
They all would rather die than be in that room all day.

When they got to the locker room there was no one there yet.  The cross
country team just finished practice.  They were all sweaty and smelled.  
There were 20 runners on the team.  They loved it when there was a
punishment party on Saturday night.  There was nothing better after a long
run than a good mouth fuck or two.  They couldn't believe it when they saw
four guys in there.  Even better was the fact that Jake and Bret were among
them.  This was almost too good to be true. Those quarterbacks were so
arrogant and needed to be brought down a peg.

The losers were kneeling on the floor of the locker room and looked so good.
  They obviously didn't want to be there but  no one cared.  They were the
relief for the week and that as that.  The runners came up to the poor
losers.  Bret had the captain of the team to service.  His dick was very
large and smelled bad.  He was uncut and had sweat trapped in his skin.  
Bret hadn't sucked dick in a long time.  It brought back memories of his
freshman year.  He was an arrogant prick and the frat decided to teach him a
lesson.  They sent him to the locker room.  He was forced to suck dick.  
They grabbed his cute ears and face fucked him.  He had never had that done
before and started to rebel.  The pledge master took out the cattle prod and
held it to Bret's ass.  For 30 seconds Bret felt the most intense pain of
his life.  He caved and sucked off the guy.

The dick filled the freshman's mouth  leaving him little room to breathe.  
He started to cry and had tears streaming down his face.  He felt so
degraded.  He was the quarterback of his team in high school.  He was a BMOC
and he was reduced to sucking dick.  Hour after hour and day after day he
sucked dick after dick.  Football dick, baseball dick, basketball dick, and
soccer dick. Dick dick dick nothing but dick.  12 hours a day.  Bret so
didn't want to be back there.

Back in the present Joey was in hell.  He was on his third dick.  It tasted
so bad.  These runners hadn't bathed in days Joey thought.  Tears were
running down his face.  His stomach ached.  His mouth was stretched to 3
times its normal size.  This was a complete nightmare.  It was only 845 and
Joey was in hell.  He felt a plunger against his ass and tried to cry out.
The dick in his mouth wouldn't let him.

Joey was so ashamed.  He couldn't believe how far he had sunk in just a
little over 36 hours.  He entered college a popular if sexually
inexperienced swimmer.  Now he is in a locker room with a dick in his mouth
and a plunger at the door of his rectum.  Joey honestly could barely
remember not being involved in preverted sex with these cruel taskmasters.  
The runner his was sucking was very sweaty.  Joey had to admit that the guy
is cute though.  He is darkhaired, thin, and tall. His blue eyes are smiling
at the thought of raping this cute swimmer.  His tank style top was loose
and showed perky little nipples that his girlfriend loved to suck and play
with.

The frat boy, Jack, behind Joey was toying with the plunger and trying to
get Joey to squirm.  He was succeeding admirably.  Joey was trying
desperately to escape the invading plunger.  Jared, the runner, was getting
the blowjob of his life.  He liked it when the guy bucked around like Joey
was doing.  His girlfriend would not ever blow him off.  He loved it when
some poor frat boy was forced to serve him this way.  He had his hands on
Joey's ears and was fucking the boy senseless.  Joey was having difficulty
breathing.  His face was turning bright red.  Adding to his red color was
the embarrassment caused by the dirty talking that Jared was doing.

"Joey you feel so good.  You are born to suck men like me.  You may be wild
but I like em that way.  I can tell you like it though.  Your tongue feels
so good.  I hear you are going to be here all day.  Maybe I'll visit you
five or six times today.  You know when I leave you will miss me."  Joey
could feel the plunger enter his ass.  He let out a muffled scream.  "You
love to be fucked you just don't know it yet.  Stuffed at both ends just
like a pussy should be."  Joey could do nothing but cry and feel shame.
Finally Jared came and hawkered right on his tear stained face.  Again and
again he spat on the swimmer's face.

Joey thought it couldn't get worse but then the swim team came in.  Joey had
forgotten all about the swim practice that morning.  He felt so much worse.  
It was bad enough to be sexually used by stangers but now he was going to be
sexually used by his teammates.  The swim team was a pretty cruel bunch.  
They also looked the full part of the arrogant jock.  Joey could see the
bulges in the tight and thin speedos.  The team was shouting out with glee.  
"Look at that pussy.  He is taking it with a plunger.  I always knew he was
a fag.  We are gonna have a team fag this is so cool."  That was only the
tip of the iceberg of the viscious trash they talked on poor little Joey.

Somehow Joey knew he had a long day ahead of him.  If he only knew he may
have said right then go ahead show the pictures.


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