He was sitting next to me at the pool for three hours.  I could not take my eyes off him.  I followed him up to his room, and gently licked his shaft and sucked on the tip.  He then grabbed each side of my head and brutally skull fucked me.  His massive cock pounding against the back of my throat like it was trying to get out the other side. For two days he slid his thick cock in and out of my holes and dumped load after load of his sweet creamy jizz inside of me. 

Two weeks later I can still tell you what he tasted like, how he smelled, where every ridge and vein was on his ten inch cock.  I can tell you how his hairs felt against my face and what his cum tasted like.  But even though I stared at him for hours by the pool and let him use me like a whore for the whole weekend, I cannot tell you what his face looked like, what color his eyes were, if he was blond (although I assume he was since he had a thatch of blond pubes around the base of his meat).   I don’t remember his name or what he did for a living. I only remember his scent, cock and how hard he was able to thrust into me.

Tonight is initiation night , where I become a full member of the team.  It has been a rough couple of weeks, but I made it thru.  The guys have been very supportive, telling me every day that I have what it takes.  That I will be a ideal fit for a missing talent on the team.  They keep referring to a hole that needs to be filled. The team has been running me ragged, working out and training twice a day, with a lot of focus on building my stamina, and flexibility.  It has really paid off, as I can now bend in ways never before possible.
As part of the initiation, this morning they had me shave off all the hair on my body below the eyebrows.  It feels a little weird, being all smooth.  But the guys all complimented me and said it made me look perfect for my new role on the team.
I still have to change into my uniform, including the jock strap they gave me in the team colors.  Then I am ready to head over to the gym.  
For some reason, the initiation ceremony will take place in the locker room.  I was told it may take all night, but that by morning I will be fully trained to take my proper place and position on the team.  
The only hint I was given about the ceremony is that each of the senior members are going to give me something big.  I can’t wait.

Locker room cum dump getting ready for the team.  He knows this is the last chance he will have to stand up straight or to touch his cock for the next several hours.  He tries to position his cock to cause the least amount of pain as he is used.  But he knows, from past experience, it will start to hurt soon.  His meat will try to get erect as his teammates start feeding him cock, but trapped in his cup, it will only be able to twist around and attempt to seek escape.  His teammates enjoy seeing, and feeling, him squirm as his neglected cock tries to plump up to full size.  In fact, they bought him a new cup (boys size medium) that he now has to wear all the time, not just during and after practice.  He continually begs his teammates to release him from confinement as he pulls the train, but they only laugh.  In fact, it has become a good luck tradition on the team to rap your knuckles on his cup every time you dump a load in him.

How long do you think it will take Pete to figure out we are peeing on his cup, mouthpiece and in his helmet after every practice?  It’ll be dry before tomorrow’s game, but once he starts sweating in that helmet, the piss odor is going to get pretty strong.  I figure another week or two and he will be used to the smell, and won’t mind so much when the team starts using him as a urinal on the bus trips for away games.

Locked my roommate in the wardrobe.  Waiting for him to find the hole I drilled in the door this afternoon and figure out what he needs to do to be released.  He will start by sucking a load out of my jock strap clad balls.  Then he will be required to service any of the guys cocks that come thru the hole for the rest of the night.  I tell him he is in the wardrobe to protect his anonymity, but that is a lie, since its his bedroom and I tell all the guys he is in there desperately waiting to suck dick.  In reality it is to protect our anonymity,  I like the idea of him not knowing which of his friends he has blown.

Little bro, you took that first thrust like a pro.  I think you are going to do fine during the next month of pledging.   You are a natural, congratulations.

As your big bro, my responsibility is to insure you have what it takes to be a member of this fraternity. To mentor you thru this selection process.  A big part of the pledging process is proving oneself worthy of being made a brother.

I, and several other senior members of this house, will test you on a regular basis. If you can take what we give you, your pledge process should should go smoothly.