When a Pledge Needs Help

 

 

The following story is fiction, although based upon numerous actual accounts. All characters are eighteen or older.

 

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When a Pledge needs help! 

Sometimes pledges are quite shy about initiation tasks. We know that hazing can be humiliating at times, but we also know that it is for the ultimate good of the fraternity to break a boy down a bit before we accept him. To see what he's made of.  Take for example when a couple of cute young  jock pledges, are very shy about simply being requested to put on a basic masturbation demonstration at a co-ed mixer. When they balk at simply having to strip bare ass naked in front of girls and guys and beat their fuck meat until they cum. When they are asked to walk around the room naked, showing their hard dicks to everyone at the party, and then pump their fuckers until the shoot a nice big load of sperm into a dish or glass. Of course if their cum load is watery or small, they are made fun of. It's only natural. 

 

when something as simple as this puts them off, and even beating their asses with paddles won't persuade them, then those pledges need personal help or else they will have to drop out of the fraternity quite early in the game. Now, some guys think we try to turn pledges away or get them to quit. Not at all. We truly hope each and every pledge we have selected makes it into the frat, but we have to test the mettle of the pledge to make sure he is frat material, so we help out when we can. In the case of the two shy pledges, we told them that before they were dropped from the fraternity, they would be given one more chance. All they had to do was put on a little jerk off show for the brothers in the fraternity, no girls, and of course, a little video camera. They were to lie naked side by side on a bed and beat their fuck slabs for us. Yes, of course they were really shy and humiliated. They had never done this kind of thing before. We chose a small single bed so that their naked bodies would be touching each other.  They were so scared, In fact, they could not get hard, so we decided to help them out. We allowed them to read some girlie magazines while they stroked their dicks.  You see how we helped? We got some real good pictures of those two cute boys looking at photos of cunts and pumping their fuckers, which later we, of course, did send to all the sorority houses, frat houses and dorms on campus and and posted through all the buildings and put up on the internet.  (Pledges need to be taught not be uppity.)

 

Anyway, we got the boys stroking real good, then I told them that they had to each pass a special test to make up for their bad behavior at the mixer. If they passed the special test, they could continue on as pledges. If they failed, they would immediately be dropped. The first pledge, Jeff, had to help his fellow pledge jerk off by massaging te boy's shaved ball bag. At first, Jeff who was a real homophobe said he couldn't touch another dude's balls, but when we threatened him with expulsion, he finally gave in and gave his buddy a good nut rub to that soft velvety scrotum, while his pal looked at girlie  cunt pictures and jerked his dick. Both boys had big trouble maintaining their hard-ons as they were so embarrassed. We, of course, teased them a bit over that, wondering if they were manly enough to be in the frat.  Finally, Jeff was rubbing Tom's balls real good, and then we told the boys they should jerk each other's dicks. We told them to keep reading the magazines and thinking about cunt and that it would be all right and we knew they weren't queer, so it was no big thing. Just a test of loyalty. Well, we got them jerking each other like two  fucking homo fags, or sixth grade boys just discovering sex.  Both Jeff and Tom were pretty much out of it, what with the beer and pills we had given them before the little show. Well, the show was under way. There they were, two totally naked, well built, straight college dudes, lying on a small bed frigging each other's pricks like little cock hungry faggots. Both dudes had girlfriends, and I couldn't wait to send videos of this to them, or perhaps use the videos as blackmail for some more intense hazing fun and games.I had some really sick things planned.  I told Jeff it was time for his special test to make up for the miserable failure he had been at the co-ed mixer. I told him I wanted him to help Tom to cum by licking his balls for him. It was so fucking funny as Jeff's eyes actually teared up.

 

" I can't lick a dude's nuts. I'll be queer."

 

We all assured him that he would not be queer and that it was a test of loyalty to the fraternity. Of course, later, for the rest of the hazing time, his official name was "Ball Licker." We called him that in front of all the kids at school  and in front of chicks and everyone. We even made him autograph pics of him doing it and hand them out to guys from other frats. We made him stand in the quad dressed in nothing but a see through mesh jock pouch and hand out autographed pictures of him licking a dude's nutsack.   He couldn't refuse because we had the video. We knew that someday he'd thank us and turn into a mean, lean, frat dude, not some homo pledge. I told him gently. massaging  his shoulders and chest,  that he had no choice, and that while Tom jerked off and looked at the girlie magazine, Jeff was to lick his balls for him. It was great to watch the kid crumble and fall apart.

 

Well, we got him to do it, we got him to lap the wrinkled nut sack and then lick each nut individually and then suck on the nuts. He was mortified and so fucking totally ashamed he could not even look at us. We gave him pointers while he licked and sucked balls like, "Bathe the other nut in more spit. Suck on the sack a bit. I think you have some ball hair stuck in your teeth!" He was a trembling mess.

 

Then, when we told him, he had to suck dick. He almost quit. I said to him, "Look, man, it doesn't make you queer. What's sucking one dick? It's to show us you aren't chicken shit, and to prove to us that you are a man." He begged for some other test, but no, we wouldn't relent, and then after about fifteen fucking minutes of hemming and hawing, he finally put a fucking cock into his faggot mouth! Can you believe it? He sucked dick. It was so great to see this smart-assed confident straight dude take a prick in his wise-assed mouth. I think it was then, we secretly decided that before the initiation was over, he'd be sucking off all of us regularly.  It would take time of course, but once you are a cocksucker, well how hard can it be to slurp more pecker? Well, we didn't want to push things too far right away, so just before Tom came, when his big wet dick was throbbing and his  balls had drawn up to shoot his fuckload,  we allowed Jeff to pull off, and Tom shot all over Jeff's face. Jeff was so happy not to have to swallow the cum he was crying like a baby.  He didn't seem to mind how his face was coated with a glaze of baby batter. How we roared with laughter. We made him not wipe it off.