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Part 8: Football Initiation

“Well?!” Zach screamed impatiently. “I said to fucking strip off your clothes, Fuck Holes!”

The 19 anxious freshmen started doing what they were told. They started to strip off their hoodies and sweatpants. Any shirts, socks, and shoes were also taken off. The last things to come off were their jockstraps.

Josh paused for a second wearing only his jockstrap, wondering if it was a safe thing to do. Zach walked over, “Jock Boy, no one’s going to steal your jock tonight. Don’t worry about it. Now, LOSE IT!” With that, Josh quickly slid off his jock and kicked it to his pile of clothing in front of him.

In the group of upper classmen in front of him, he saw Craig with a clip board, clearly taking notes on something. All of the lined up freshmen stood there, buck naked, wondering what was going to happen next. Zach and Matt got together with Craig to go over whatever was being written down. After a few minutes, Matt took the clipboard and began to address the freshmen.

“Ok, fuckers. Clearly, some of you can’t follow simple directions. We told you to come in just your team sweats and jockstrap. It seems like some of you wanted to be a little more comfy and wore extra shit, like this.” Matt picked up a white undershirt from one of the piles of clothes, and then dropped it. “So, those of you that wore more than we’d like, you get to be special.” Matt gave a nod to Craig. Craig and Butch, walked over to the freshmen and started pulling some of them out of the line up. Josh was pulled from the line as was Chris, Nick, and two other people. They now made a smaller line.

Matt came over to them, “Since you guys fucked up, tonight will be at least twice as hard for you.” Josh and the rest of the group gave a disgruntled sigh. Somehow, Josh just seemed to be getting hazed the most out of all of the freshmen. “Just my luck,” he thought.

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BOYS NEED TO SHAVE

Zach started to speak, “Ok pussies. We all think you’re still little boys. Hopefully, by the end of this, we’ll consider you all men. But, for now, you seem to have too much hair on your bodies.” As he said that, Josh noticed the upper classmen holding things in their hands. “Oh fuck,” he thought. In their hands were cans of shaving foam and shaving razors.

Zach could see all of the freshmen’s jaw drop. “Yea, bitches. You’re going to pair up and shave each other’s crotch and ass.” Then, pointing to Josh and his group, “And for you fuck ups, you’re going to shave everything from the neck down. Armpits, arms, legs...everything. Now, GET GOING!”

The freshmen paired up, grabbed the shaving equipment and headed to the showers. Naturally, Josh got together with Chris and made their way to the showers as well. Nick was unfortunately the odd one out who couldn’t find another person, so one of the sophomores volunteered to shave him down.

Chris decided to get shaved down first as he wanted to get it over with. With his hands on the shower wall, Josh proceeded to cover his entire body in shaving foam. He was being very careful about it, trying to get the foam all over Chris’ tall and lean body. Matt came over to lend a hand, “You’re doing a shitty job Jock Boy. Here, you have to spread it out with your hands. Haven’t you ever shaved before?” Matt illustrated by spreading the foam all over Chris’ back and then reaching down to his ass. He quickly snuck a finger up Chris’ asshole, which made him jump. Matt smiled, “Easy there, bitch. Just playing.” Matt walked away with a smirk on his face, while Josh continued lathering Chris up.

Almost 20 minutes went by and Josh was speeding through the shaving, as was everyone else. Everyone getting shaved was apparently getting hard-ons from the constant tugging and fondling of their cock and balls. They also seemed to blush at having to bend over and spread their ass cheeks.

As each pair finished up, they immediately switched positions and continued the shaving. For Josh, having Chris’ hands all over him was getting his cock hard. “Woah,” said Chris. “Dude, I haven’t even touched you down there yet.”

“I know, I know. I...I can’t seem to help it. Just keep going man,” said Josh, clearly embarrassed.

Eventually, everyone finished up and every freshman was completely hairless down under. Josh, Chris and the other “fuck ups” certainly felt a bit more nippy with having all their body hair gone. They were as smooth as babies.

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ELEPHANT PARADE

“Looking good boys! Feels a bit breezy doesn’t it?” laughed Zach. “Now line up, one person behind the other. NOW!”

The naked freshmen quickly lined up.

“Now, take your right hand and grab the cock of the person behind you,” commanded Zach. Each freshman proceeded to grab the cock behind them and within seconds they felt the cocks swelling up. The guys were noticing that their freshly shaven crotches were definitely more sensitive than before. “Now, follow me,” instructed Zach.

Zach led the line out of the shower and started zig zagging around the locker room. As the line walked passed, the upper classmen started towel snapping their asses and putting used jockstraps over the freshmen’s heads They couldn’t see where they were going, but they kept getting hit with towels and their cocks kept getting pulled on. The “fuck ups” had smelly white socks stuffed into the pouch of their jock masks, forcing them to take in the disgusting smells. They smelled like they haven’t been washed in weeks.

After a few circles around the locker room, Zach had them lined up again, still with jocks (and socks) in their faces.

Josh started to feel someone touching his cock and balls, then something pulled on them tightly downward. A football helmet was tied to his cock and balls with some thin rope. Of course, Josh wasn’t the only one. All of the freshmen had a helmet tied to their cocks and balls. The rope was acting like a cock ring, making all of them sport raging hard ons.

“Let’s keep moving, bitches!” yelled Zach. The freshmen continued the parade, this time with their hands on the shoulders of the person in front. As they walked, their helmets kept banging into the other helmets in front and in back, tugging on their cock and balls even more. Again, as the line moved, upper classmen were there to add to their ordeal. Each freshman got 3 eggs placed into their helmets, adding more weight on their cock and balls. “Fuck ups” got 6 eggs.

Once again, Zach brought them back to the center of the locker room and had them lined up, their cocks and balls definitely aching.

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WORK OUT

Still blinded by the jockstrap (and sock) masks, the freshmen stood there waiting for what was going to happen next. One by one, they felt their cock and balls getting relief. The helmets were untied and they were told to hold their helmets in their hands. Upper classmen then came up to each of the freshmen, and then proceed to take the eggs in the helmets and smash them on the freshmen’s heads. Josh had 6 eggs smashed on his head and felt the slimy stuff running down his neck. Next, the upper classmen took the helmets from their hands and placed it on top of the freshmen’s heads and securing the straps.

Then, the upper classmen positioned more used jockstraps underneath each freshmen, telling them to step into them. They did, and the upper classmen proceeded to pull the jockstraps up. The freshmen felt better that their cock and balls were now covered up, but then Josh heard, “AAAaahh shit!”.

Josh quickly realized why. Their jocks were covered in icy hot and now they were feeling an intense burning and cooling sensation on their cocks and balls. Each of them squirmed, trying to stand up to their pain. The “fuck ups” then had their cock and balls tied up through the jocks’ pouches with rope, trapping their cock and balls in a little ball, intensifying the pain even more.

“Feels nice, right boys?” shouted Zach. “Ok, well, a little workout can help take your mind off the pain.”

Matt led the freshmen through an intense workout. All of them went through rounds of jumping jacks, push-ups, squats, lunges, planks and wall sits, all while still blinded with the jockstrap masks. The “fuck ups” were definitely feeling the pain and strain as they had to do each exercise twice.

When they finished, they were able to remove their helmets, jockstrap masks, and jockstraps. Their bodies were completely covered in sweat, and they made their way to the showers to clean up.


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SEARCH AND RETRIEVE

Clean and nude again, the freshmen lined up again and this time there was a giant tarp on the locker room floor. Each freshman was given a new pair of tighty whities to wear. Apparently, they were also all the same size, extra-large. For Josh, the underwear was a little loose. For some of the bigger freshmen, it could barely cover their asses. In the other side of the room, Josh saw a huge tub and upper classmen were spooning some kind of mush into socks. All of the freshmen tried to understand what was going on, until they saw that the socks were being delivered to the freshmen that wore them.

Matt walked up to Josh with a pair of filled socks, “Put these on Jock Boy.” Josh took the socks and started to put them on his feet. As he did, his foot dipped into a cool, slimy mush, that quickly spread between his toes. It was an odd and disgusting feeling. Every little move he made caused squishy noises and some of the liquid seeped out of the sock.

Josh was also told to put on his white undershirt that he wore and tuck it into his underwear. Then, an upper classman filled his shirt with shaving foam, making him look bloated. Josh looked at Chris and saw he the same thing had happened to him.

Then, all the freshmen had their hands tied behind the backs and their ankles tied together. An upper classman came up to each freshman and put two dirty white socks down their underwear, one in the back and one in the front. Next, they filled the underwear with mush to the point where it was seeping out from the legs and the top of the waistband.

At this point, the freshmen were a dripping mess. They had their stuffed underwear, socks, and shirts spilling out mush and foam on to the tarp beneath them.

Zach called for attention, “Ok listen up! Lay down on the fucking floor, Fuck Faces.” The freshmen carefully laid down, feeling the mush in their underwear spread around. All of them were appreciating how well their cocks felt in the stuff, making them want to do some fucking motions with their hips. Zach continued with instructions, “Now, we’re going to play a little game. The object is to get the socks from each others’ underwear and dump them into this bucket over here.” Zach pointed to the bucket on one side of the tarp. “Don’t even think about using your hands, so that means you have to use your mouths. Have fun!”

Josh and the other freshmen started trying to move on the messy tarp. The upper classmen were laughing hysterically seeing them try and dig into each others’ crotches, fishing for a sock. To add to the activity, the upper classmen started dumping more food on top of them. Gallons of maple syrup was poured on them, along with dozens of boxes of corn flakes. Several whip cream pies were made and they were smashed into the freshmen’s faces. While the task seemed easy, Josh felt that the extra food coming on top of them was making things more difficult. He could barely see from his cream covered face, and he occasionally had to rub his face against someone else’s body. If anyone dropped a sock from their mouth, an upper classman would just pick it up and stuff it back into a freshman’s underwear.

Eventually, the freshmen were progressing through the challenge. As each one had socks removed from their underwear, they were picked up by upper classmen, walked to their locker, and given a painful wedgie, which was then attached to their locker cage door.

Josh was the one fishing for socks the most. The time quickly went by for him. As he dump his 7th sock into the bucket, Zach told him to stop, “Tough luck, Jock Boy. You’re the only one left.” With his messy face, Josh looked around and clearly saw he was the last freshman on the tarp. No one had bothered to try and get a sock out of his underwear, as he was too busy getting socks himself.

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THE PADDLE

The upper classmen, pick up Josh, untied the rope around his wrists and ankles, and walked him over to the showers. They forced him to put his hands on the wall and they slid his underwear down to his knees. Josh looked behind him and saw Zach with a familiar paddle.

“Since you were last, Jock Boy, then you get to go first! Here, you may want to chew on these.” Zach forced the mushy socks that were in Josh’s underwear into his mouth.

“Mmmmmppfff!” yelled Josh as he tasted the disgusting mix of oatmeal, pudding, and syrup.

“Now, since you also fucked up with the clothing today, you get double the spanks. So, that’ll be 30! I better hear you count them out!” Zach began paddling Josh.

“MMoonnpfff (One)!” Josh tried to scream.

“Oooooffff (Two)!”

“EEeeeppfffff (Three)”

By the 30th hit, Josh’s ass was again sore and red just like it was last night. After that, he was told to wash up, put on his sweats, jockstrap and shoes and run four laps outside on the field.

Then another freshman was brought up to be paddled by an upper classman. This went on until everyone had their spanks.

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INITIATION COMPLETED?

Josh was the first one to run on the field and it felt like initiation was just about done. His ass was still red hot and his cock and balls were still sore, but he felt that the night wasn’t that bad at all. As he went through the laps, he saw more of his fellow freshmen come out of the locker room to join him on the run.

When he completed his fourth lap, Josh headed back into the locker room. Once he crossed the entrance, he was immediately grabbed by a couple of upper classmen.

“What the...” Josh tried to say, but he was quickly gagged with a dirty jockstrap. Then a jockstrap went over his face again, covering his eyes so he couldn’t see. Next, his hands were tied behind his back and the hood on his sweatshirt was pulled over his head. The drawstrings were pulled tight, closing the hood opening to the size of a golf ball. The upper classmen, then carried him out and dumped him into the backseat of a car.

For the next 30 minutes, all the freshmen were getting kidnapped and placed in cars. Josh felt someone get dumped into the seat next to him.

“Erriiiffff (Chris) ?” he tried to ask. He heard similar muffled response, but couldn’t quite understand it. Then he heard two guys get into the front seats.

“Did you think it was over, Jock Boy?” he heard Zach ask.

“Mmmuuufffffk ooff (Fuck You), aaahhhffk (Zach)!” Josh scream, trying to be a smart ass.

“Um, did you just swear at me, you little cunt?” Zach responded. Josh shook his head, clearly realizing he was being an idiot.

The cars left the parking lot and drove for quite a while.

When they got to their destination, the freshmen were led out of the cars and into a dark, non-descript building. They were lined up once again. All of them were confused with noises coming in front of them. Their hands were untied, hoods undone, and jocks taken off. They couldn’t believe their eyes. They were on a brightly lit stage and, in front of them in the audience section, were the upper classmen, lounging around in leather chairs surrounded by hot girls. Most of the girls were wearing some interesting outfits, Josh thought. Some had slick vinyl clothing and others had leather. They didn't quite look like strippers. It was almost like they were dominatrixes.

Zach got up onto the stage. He was smiling and clearly excited about what was going to happen next, “Are you boys ready for Round 2?”



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