When it comes for two

Hazing When it comes for two

This is a fictional story any resemblance to reality is pure chance. The same with the names of the characters. Any coincidence with reality is pure chance. If you are under 18 years of age. Do not read it, leave the page.

I'm going to tell you my story of hazing that happened to me. My name is Facundo and I love it do sports. I have been a rower since I was young, 1.80 tall, dark brown hair, eyes green, fair complexion. Athletic body, abc, muscular legs. The training is very hard, every day after school I train 4 hours a day.

I belong to a Club next to the mountains, which has a lake to practice. My wish the biggest thing was to go to the first team, since it had been in reserve for two years. There waswon several regattas. I participated in singles, eights and doubles.

Each group has its own coach. One day at the beginning of spring the Coach Javier called me and told me if he was ready to join the First team. My eyes they began to shine and the joy was indescribable. Of course I said yes. I presented the next day with the First team that everything was already arranged with the coach Juan M.

I attended my training at the assigned time. Coach Juan M receives me and I introduce the other team members. I already knew them by sight, some had been partners in the other divisions.

All young people between 18 and 24 years old, I was the minor I would turn 18 in about months. Peter the oldest1.90 tall dark brown hair blue eyes backs wide. He congratulated me for joining the team and I really felt very uncomfortable since I naked with the look of him. Javier, Alex, Matias, Alvaro, Gustavo also greeted me amongothers. The team consisted of a total of 15 people and with my incorporation we were 16.-

The training was very hard and I felt integrated into the new team. Most of the time I was dating Javier who had entered last year and had known him since he was 15 years old, we did very good friends and we ran in double doing very good time.

The end of the season was approaching and the club was invited to compete against a club from the Coast whose headquarters was on the bank of the DLP river. I was sure I would not go since they are 14 people who can travel and since I was the last one who entered, I did not have much chance of take part.

The competition date was the weekend of November 21 to 23 since Monday 23 was National holiday.

Seven days before the event Alvaro injures his ankle in the gym and Diego becomes ill, for what the recovery of him was superior to ten days. Coach Juan M confirmed me on Monday prior to the event that I had to participate in the competition since he needed me to occupy the place of those who could not go. It was something unexpected since I was not expecting it. I felt the heart pumping louder and louder and it was red. The teacher asks me why I was red.

While he was talking to me ... I thought that on Monday the 23rd I would be 18 years old, I had agreed with mygirlfriend and my family going out to dinner, something intimate, knowing that I was not going to participate in the Regatta. I begged to do the impossible to go.-

After talking about it with my loved ones, I decided to go (internally I wanted to go since I was never to any Regatta outside the province, and they had told me the wonderful things of the competition, but on the other hand it was my 18th birthday, I would come of age and he knew something about hazing. Although they are prohibited and the coach I was not going to allow it. By tradition, the hair on my head was going to be cut by my friends, if I stayed for my birthdays or for participating in the regatta for the first time, lost for lost).

The long-awaited big day has arrived. We left from the door of the Club in a small bus with capacity for 25 people and we also had a trailer with six boats. The trip would last about 9 am calculating to arrive at 7 in the morning on Saturday.

The events were to take place from Saturday afternoon and were to end on Monday at noon with the closing and the delivery of medals. Returning on Monday at 10 pm. Coach It was a day before in his vehicle to finalize the details.

As I got on the bus, Peter embraces me by the neck and presses me to his chest, and with his right hand rubbed my hair and he told me: “I'm glad you came, we're going to have a lot of fun with you”. I smiled but those words echoed in my mind.

I sat down with my friend Javier in the middle of the bus,from the side of the hall. We all we laughed and fucked each other, they talked and every so often they looked at me with a knowing smile, I did not give much importance to what could happen. To entertain us they put adocumentary that would last about an hour.

It was 1 in the morning, most of them had fallen asleep and so was I. Suddenly l feel applause and they shout my name all together several times FACUNDO FACUNDO, I open my eyes I fall asleep and see my teammates surrounding me, three standing on the seat rear, three or four in the aisle and three in the front seat and of course my friend Javier had stopped too. Everything was coldly planned, they even asked the driver to turn on the internal light of the bus.

Pedro the veteran of the group says; "Welcome to the team, now you are going to compete first." That I already knew what it meant. I wanted to get up from my seat so I could catch up with them. But in the blink of an eye I had Maximo's hands on top of my shoulders pressing down, other hands on the arms and on the thighs of my legs. They hit me with open hands on me head and back, I tried to move but it was almost impossible.

They take me out of the seat and struggle they grab me by the feet and they all hold me in the aisle horizontally one meter from the ground. They heat me, tickled all over my body and they put their hands everywhere, on my cock, on my butt. I was screaming for them to let me go, but more clung to my body. They pulled up my shirt and hit me with the palms of the hand on my stomach. I keep trying to break free when my shoelace is untied and I feel like they take the shoe off my left foot then they do the same with the other shoe, I keep yelling for them to leave me and lift my shirt higher, cover my face. I no longer saw what It happened but I felt what they were doing. It was all screams and laughter. I was the lamb that went to the slaughterhouse.

Suddenly he unbuckles my jeans as they pull my stockings off my feet. I feel a cold heat in my chest that drains between my nipples and goes down to my navel, something they had thrown on my body. And I rubbed it all over the place. Suddenly a hand was slipped through my jeans lifting the elastic of my briefs and massaging my cock with the pasty liquid that had been thrown at me and another was doing it through my cheeks and passing a finger through the crack.

My nipples were being squeezed, and my cock started to get semi-hard while my underpants blacks compressed me so I wouldn't get up.

Pedro asks the boys “what are we going to do with Facundo” and all together they start to sing “nakeed,nakeed, nakeeed". I unbutton my jeans and among several they tried of unzipping my zipper, until they made it. The air begins to come through me crotch as they slide my pants down to my knees the hairs on my thighs bristle. They pull the little hairs between my legs and pinch me. They keep throwing it up the ankles and culminate removing it from my body. I keep complaining to be left, it was already too!!! At that moment they start to pull my shirt through my head and subsequently slides into my arms.

I struggle but it was useless, I look at myself and see that the pasty liquid they put on me was grease to the erragesof the cans, it was all black with a rather unpleasant smelland only with my tight black briefs. But that did not last long, they began to pull them until it gave way and it broke, exposing my semi-hard cock in the air. As I kept complaining, they tied my underwear in my mouth to silence me.

Everyone laughed as they kept massaging my balls and crotch with fat. They put toothpaste in my hair and on my balls too. That cold heat made my dick go lift like a mast.While some began to masturbate and laugh. I already delivered I did not want to moan, I held back. They took me to the last seat they tied me with my hands to the side and my feet to the bottom of it, with bandages that we always carry. They take out a razor and I already knew what they wanted to do, cut the hair off my head. I taken from the neck and Adrián passed the machine from my front to the back leaving a 3-centimeter white stripe, and then two more stripes at the side of the sideburns. Everyone knows they took photos with the cell phone, hugging me, above me, touching my cock.

My clothes were scattered all over the aisle of the bus except for the underwear in my mouth. Everyone calmed down. They turned off the lights on the bus and everyone went to sleep, while my hard cock looked at the ceiling and with the constant movements of the bus, it seemed that he wanted burst.

I see Peter approaching and he says: “I told you that we will have fun if you want we can have fun a little more". I didn't know what his intention was. Without being able to move, he grabs his hand and he starts to touch my totally hard cock and rub the balls. My body trembled. Started tomasturbating, I resisted but I was already climaxing and thinking about my girlfriend. As he unbuttons his pants and I watch his 8-inch cock blossom through the darkness. With a hand he touched my cock and with the other he was left over. Until I explode white threads in my chestblack and I saw that he accelerated more and more his rhythm until he exploded on my legs. I take the underwear out of my mouth, clean everything and put it back on.

After sleeping in the early morning I wake up at dawn. Of course I continue tied. I really wanted to urinate. The bus entered a gas station so that everyone let's go to the bathroom. I whispered to them between my mouth and my friend Javier came to remove my gag and to untie me. Relieved I go to look for my clothes in the corridor of the bus, when I observe that Matias, before turning the corner, had all the clothes in his arms and was going to the bathroom.

I thought, what I was missing naked all greased black and white, my head that it looked like a duster with three feathers and had to go to the bathroom which was about 60 meters to get my clothes back. I try to take a jacket that I saw on a seat to cover my private parts when my companions take me by the arms and take me outsidenaked.

I see that there was no one strange and I run away, when I turn the corner of the building, on the other side a bus full of young girls on their graduate trip. The most were downstairs near the ladies' room.

I take a deep breath, run past with my hands covering my bulge as I feel laughter, whistles and applause. Several with cell phones in hand, taking photos or filming.

I was able to go into the bathroom and see that my clothes were next to the sink. I tried to wash myself like could. But instead of black it was a bright light gray color. I got dressed as fast as I could and I went to urinate. Look at my head it looked like a zebra. I had to do something. Maybe shave completely. But now there was no time.

Already on the bus we continue to our destination laughing and spent.

We arrived at the club a place far from the city, on the banks of the DLP river. The central building was old but very big and elegant, next to the boat boarding area. Everything green with giant trees. We tell ourselves to the place where we will stay. She was about 100 ms from the headquarters, a covered multipurpose court and next to it a large room with 20 beds, and at the back a door that led to the changing room, bathrooms and showers.

We all went to shower. With Javier's help I had to shave my head. Hahaha me I look like the butt of a baby.

He was so tired that I lay down with the towel wrapped around my waist.

After the rest we prepare to compete. Competition clothing it is a spander or singlet equal to the wrestlerscostume. The colors were blue, red and white. I had it next to my bed, the coach had left it since they were the new uniforms. The others were already putting them on when I see that half of the team has the colors inverted. White from the bottom. Of course I touch myself with the bottomWhite.

I turned red with embarrassment since the white part was going to show all my parts. I will I looked for a brief to wear and I see that my colleagues had hidden my clothes. I asked if someone wanted to lend me one, but they ignored me. The coach came and rushed us as we were way behind. I had to put it on with nothing down. It adjusted my whole body. I don't know if it was one or two sizes smaller. The bulge left gigantic and it got between me behind crack, like he's raping me. The thighs of the legs looked like they were going to explode. I started walking and I got used to it.

We arrived at the competition, the place was full of people both in the stands and in the River bank. After waiting a long time I have to compete in single, with three othersrowers more.

He was happy because he had won the competition with a good time. I approach the shore to get off the boat. I see the score on the panel and I did win. My colleagues know.They came to celebrate with me, jumping and hugging us,suddenly they pick me up and throw me into the river as tradition. I swam to shore and climbed the stairs to the edge of the pier. I look down Own. The white part was almost transparent, the singlet had stuck to my whole body and it seemed that he was climbing naked.

My semi-erect, uncut cock showed through (due to the force one does when rowing), the hairs from my forest that is very lush and even the hairs all over my crotch.

I pulled my spander up to my hip to do a little ballooning, but it was impossible. The People applauded I don't know if for what he had won or for the show. My friends yelled at me and they laughed. I ran out to a bench to sit and wait to dry off a bit. There I understood that my colleagues had done it on purpose.

On Sunday we were competing. Making camaraderie with each other's member clubs. I won a few more competitions.

My red-hot cell phone arrives on Monday greeting me for my birthdays. Nobody on the team I knew nothing, except for my friend Javier, who promised that he would not speak, nor do I know they had noticed. So it was quiet. But trying to answer and thank everyone calls and messages.

We competed and went to change for the awards ceremony. All dressed up in elegant jacket and tie as is the tradition. It was held in the main hall of the building with the clubs participants.

While we had lunch, they handed out the prizes. They call me to receive the trophy for having won in single. In the rush while answering the messages, I stand up and put it on top of table. I arrive very happy showing the trophy, I sit down and my friend next door Thomas tells me in my ear: "by those coincidences today you are not 18 years old" I began to turn red from the Shame I told him "for" and he answers me "what happens is that your cell phone began to vibrate and leave it right on the edge of the table, so that it does not fall I took it and saw the messages thatthey came in and lit up congratulating you on your 18 ”. He did not know what to do or what to say. I was silent and did not answer him.

When we finished eating dessert, my partner Thomas started to sing me happy birthday. The whole team followed him pointed out to me to stop and the whole club sang.

The die was already cast. All my teammates congratulated me and told me that well kept I had it.

They were talking to each other and laughing as they looked at me. A group stopped and went to the kitchen of the place. After a while they appear with some bags. I ask Javier what they contained and he says that he is food for the return trip.

Already at 4:00 p.m. they all left slowly while we said goodbye to the others clubs. The coach also said goodbye and said that we would see each other the next day at the club. Had much urgency and as he had left in the vehicle he took the return at that moment.

I stay talking with some girls with Javier and return to the facilities where we were staying to put on more comfortable clothes and start packing.

Everyone was at the entrance, they had already taken off their coat and tie, and others had put on shorts and t-shirts. It was very hot that day.

When I arrived with Javier they started singing happy birthday to me. Javier takes out my cell phone and the trophy. They take me by the arms and feet, begin to lift and pull up higher than they could. And when I fell they grabbed me and did it again.

As they yelled the number every time they threw me in the air. A total of 18 times for my birthday.

They grabbed me again and took my jacket off but I managed to escape. "Do not escape" he yelled John. The whole team was chasing me around the park. I ran with all my might between the trees. I turn quickly around some bushes and Peter appears from the other side and I throw to the floor. Swallow I didn't know what could happen. Again I was in the hands of my colleagues.

The 14 companions were on top of me. While some had me the others began to take off my tie, unbutton my shirt, shoes. Others took care unbuckling the belt and pants, everything was very fast. My pants came off quickly and along with them my tight white underpants shorts.

They took me naked to a long cart that was used to carry the boats and tied me up. The arms to the top rail and feet to the opposite rail. I was hung with my butt in the air.

They took out what was supposedly the food for the trip. For my surprise. It was egg, flour and other things more. They fill me with grass, egg and flour it looked like a cake. My dick was not visible it was all dirty from above and below, even my shaved head had mud.

They walked me through all the facilities of the club naked with my cock exposed, singing the Happy Birthday. They took me to where we competed. There they untied me and threw me into the river. Laughing and worn.

I take the opportunity to wash a little and I go out all naked covering my private parts since at the distance a group of people looked attentive to what was happening.

I ran into the bedroom, everyone clapping as I passed. I went straight to the showers.

I took a leisurely shower washing the remains of garbage that I had left. Some entered of the team to take a bath.When I finish washing my face. I open my eyes and seePeter, Toms, Javier and five other colleagues around me. He looked at them and smiled at them. I thought: now what the fuck do they want. They will come to apologize for everything they have done to me. Quite the opposite.

Pedro says: “We thought of giving you a birthday present so that you would remember us the next few days since you were so kind to let me know that it's your birthday.

And I naively reply: “don't bother thanks anyway. And what is the gift? The from behind they take their hands hidden from his back, shaving cream, razors and razors to shave.

They grab me again. They threw me to the floor of the showers and held me between several. Try to move but it was impossible. I was going to lose my manhood. Peterand my friend Javier began to pass the electric machine through my breasts, armpits and down my navel to my beautiful dark brown pubic hair.

I screamed desperately no. They cover my mouth and I go in to murmur and shake my head. Already It was late. They fill me with shaving cream and spread it all over my body. They caress my cock my chest, my balls, I already felt electricity throughout my body and I began to have aerection. Everyone touched and hit her. The others who were missing from the team approached.

In less than five minutes I had no more hair in the armpits, chest, pubis, in the nuts, legs and arms. They turn me around and start putting shaving cream in between thecrack when I feel a finger enter my hole. I contracted whole. I know it electrified my body, the cock completely hard and crushed against the floor wanted to explode.Open the cheeks and shave the entire crevice, the cheeks, and the back thighs and legs.

They spin me back with my butt on the floor. I see they all had an erection or were semi-hard. They start to masturbate and the downloads begin on my body. One by one the 14 team members. While they had me they took turns. Javier started to jerk off until my cock explodes all over my chest. They leave me on the floor and start to take a bath. I look at them and they yell at me "Happy birthday, this is for you to remember the gift of your rowing buddies.

I get up. I shower again. All peeled off with no hair anywhere. I close the shower. I go back to the room to get dressed. They all clapped, shouted and spent me for my birthday.

At sunset we got on the bus for our return.

The end