Josh was frustrated with how the week began. The “Sneaky Thief” punishment was really humiliating and he couldn’t believe that he got turned on by what happened to him. He wondered how the rest of it was going to go.
The First Meeting
Thursday came and it was time for the first pledge meeting. Josh and the rest of his pledge brothers arrived at the Sigma Lambda Epsilon house at 7pm sharp. All of them didn’t know what to expect, but they were told to wear sneakers, sweatpants, and tighty whities. Inside, they were in a small meeting room, which the Brothers used for studying.
A few of the Brothers walked in, including Matt and Craig.
Craig began to talk, “Ok pledges. Welcome to your first meeting. Don’t worry, nothing bad will happen in here so you can all relax. I’d like to introduce you to your Pledge Master, Trent. He’s going to be guiding you through the pledging process and make sure that by the time initiation comes, you’ll be suitable candidates to become Brothers. Now, I’ve give Trent the floor.”
The Brothers left the room, leaving Trent with the pledges. Trent was currently a junior and was one of the more rational and laid back guys in the frat. He began explaining what Josh and his pledge brothers will be going through for the next ten weeks, giving a loose outline of what was going to happen.
Wednesdays are Pledge Dress Up Days where the Brothers get to pick what the pledges wear.
Thursday evenings, the pledges will have the pledge meeting where they are tested on fraternity knowledge, followed by a “fun” pledge event led by the Brothers.
Fridays will occasionally have a mixer with a sorority.
Saturdays there will be football tailgating during the day and then a party in the evening at the house.
Next, Trent started to go over their responsibilities. He handed out books to each pledge. One was about the fraternity, which they are required to learn since they’d be tested on it. If they fail their tests, they would not be let into the fraternity. The other book was a small, blank notebook. Those were for the pledges to get signatures, or “sigs”, from each of the Brothers. They needed 80% of the Brothers’ signatures to be allowed in to the fraternity. Trent warned them that getting a sig may require some special “effort”. No one liked the sound of that. The pledges all knew they’d be doing crazy shit, but it’s what you had to do to get in.
Trent went on to explain Big Brother. The pledges had to pick three Brothers that they’d like to have as a big bro and get their selections to him by Monday. Josh quickly ran through a list of names in his head. For some odd reason, he kept thinking about selecting Matt as one of his choices, as a while to make Matt pick on him less. Trent said that their choices would be matched up with the Brothers’ choices. By the next meeting, they’ll have their big bros along with their pledge names.
Pledge uniforms was next on the agenda. Starting tomorrow, the pledges will only be allowed to wear sweatpants, white socks, a white shirt, and tighty whities. However, Josh and Tyler still had to wear their special items given to them by the football team, the jockstrap and cock ring, respectively. Josh will just have to wear the jock under the underwear.
Lastly, there was Pledge on Call. Pledges were required to be at the house for at least 8 hours a week between Monday and Wednesday. There, they would pretty much have to do what the Brothers told them to do. However, it was a good opportunity to get sigs from them.
Trent, exhausted from talking, told the pledges to get ready for their first pledge event. He went to go get the Brothers.
Scavenger Hunt
Matt and some of the Brothers walked into the room with smiles.
“Fuck yea! Your first event! This is going to be fun!” yelled Matt.
The pledges grew concerned.
“You fantastic fucks get to go on a scavenger hunt! At each place, you’ll have to get a photo of all of you with your pants down at your ankles and your shirts off. Pretty easy, right? Well, it gets a bit more complicated. You see, each place will have instructions for you to follow. When you get there, one of you has to call us, and we’ll tell you what you have to do. There are only five places to go. Here’s the list and some money.” Matt handed the items over to Josh. “Now, get the fuck out of here!”
Josh and his pledge brothers immediately shuffled out of the room and went outside. Everyone gathered around Josh.
“What does it say?” asked Chris.
“Um. Well, the first place is DOM (Delta Omicron Mu). Then, Martin’s Deli and then McDonald’s. There’s a 99 cent store we have to go to. And, the last place is the school library.” Everyone took a few seconds to think things through. They all tried to imagined the worse, but really no one knew what to expect.
Josh continued, “Uh, I guess we should head over to DOM?” The guys nodded their heads and started making their way to the sorority house. Josh was surprised that the frat had relations with DOM. The girls there were known to be headstrong, and well, dominating in a way. It was a 15 minute walk to get to sorority row and the guys ended up in front of DOM’s house.
As instructed, Chris called Matt to get their instructions. After a few seconds of chatting, Chris hung up.
“Ok. So, we just need to knock on their door and tell them we’re from SLE.”
“That’s it?” questioned Tyler.
“I guess so.”
“Alright then. Let’s go,” commanded Josh. The group went up to the front door and Josh knocked.
One of the girls opened up the door.
Josh started the introduction, “Hi, um, we’re pledges from Sigma Lambda Eps..”
“It’s about time, assholes!” she interrupted. “Now be good boys and line up. Single file!”
Scared out of their wits, the guys quickly formed a line with Josh at the front.
The girl continued looking at Josh, “Ok. You! Turn around. Drop your sweats and your underwear.”
Josh did as he was told. Then he felt and heard a loud “splat” on his ass. The girl had shoved a pie container filled with shaving cream on Josh’s ass.
“Ok, pull up your underwear and sweats and say ‘Thank you, Miss Sandy’, you piece of meat!” Josh pulled up his underwear and sweats over his ass and thanked her. The pie container formed a noticeable outline on his sweats.
One by one, the pledges got their asses creamed. By the end, they all had shaving cream and aluminum pie containers on their asses. Josh asked Sandy to take a picture of them. They ended up taking their first picture as a pledge class, shirtless, pants down and their ass bulges to the camera. The guys left DOM and headed to the next destination, Martin’s Deli. As they walked, they all felt the shaving cream spreading throughout their underwear and the aluminum pan shifting back and forth with their ass cheeks.
Once they got to the deli and Chris gave Matt a call. Chris hung up and said, “Um, he said to call him back after we’ve made our purchase.” Everyone gave a perplexed look and then proceeded to enter the store. Martin, the owner, was standing behind the counter. He smiled as they walked in.
“Hello boys! First night, huh? Well, I know you guys can do this. Here, I have the stuff for ya. It’ll be $14,” said Martin as he placed a bag on the counter.
Josh handed him the money and took the bag of items. They walked outside and eagerly looked into the bag. It was filled with a pack of hot dog buns and bottles of ketchup and mustard.
“Shit,” thought Josh. Everyone else thought the same thing and Chris gave the call to Matt.
After hanging up, Chris spoke up, “Yea, I’m sure you can guess, but we need to make hot dogs with our cocks.”
Everyone groaned, but they went on to do the task. Josh grabbed a bun and stuck his cock in it. Then he covered it up with ketchup and mustard.
“Ah fuck,” he thought. His cock was getting hard, filling up almost the entire bun. He stuck his “hot dog” into his underwear and got in the picture with his pledge brothers, which Martin took for them. Not only do they have ass bulges, the pledges now have bulges in their crotches. The ketchup and mustard quickly seeped through their tighty whities, showing little red and yellow spots.
“Ok. Let’s, uh, go to McDonald’s,” said Josh.
The pledges made their way to McDonald’s with the contents of their underwear becoming more and more mushy as they walked. By the time they got there, the front of everyone’s sweatpants had wet marks from the ketchup and mustard. Chris rang up Matt again and got the instructions.
“Ok. Sooooooooo, we need to go in and each get an ice cream cone. Then we have to shove it onto our cocks and balls.”
No one liked the sound of that. They all looked at their already messy pants and knew they were going to get even worse. By the looks of it, they all looked like they pissed their pants and accidentally shit themselves. They walked in and got eight ice cream cones, all of them seemed to have gotten more ice cream than usual. Perhaps the workers knew what was going on once they saw them. Anyways, the pledges walked outside and proceeded to smash the ice cream onto their cocks and balls. Josh immediately felt a cold pain surge through his body. “Damn, that’s cold,” he thought. He went and got one of the employees to take their picture. Everyone knew had huge bulges in their crotches, especially because of the cone. Ice cream was already running down their legs, making things sticky for them.
Frustrated with their messy situation, they all started making their way to the 99 cent store. “What the hell are we going to get here?” thought Josh.
Thankfully, it wasn’t much. Matt told them they just need to get a bunch of pantyhose. The humiliating part was just being in a brightly lit store with wet sweatpants and a huge crotch bulge. All of them were walking funny because the cone and the pie pan kept moving around as they walked. They all took a picture again. This time, they all held up their purchase of pantyhose, not knowing what it’ll be used for.
The last location was the school library on campus. They got to the front entrance and called Matt.
Chris hung up the phone and turned back towards the group.
“Ok. Um, last one. We need to go to the center of the study area, get on top of the center desks and dance for two minutes with our pants down. Oh, and we need to put the pantyhose on our heads when we get on the desks.”
The guys looked at each other with frowns. “This is going to suck,” they all thought.
Josh led the group into the library toward the main study area. There were at least 30 people hitting the books, and man, were they going to get a big surprise. The guys started putting the pantyhose on their heads, making them a bit more unrecognizable. Then, they started climbing up onto the center tables and started “dancing”. Of course it was really weird seeing 8 guys trying to dance with stuffed underwear and with no music. All of the stuff in their underwear kept leaking out, like the shaving cream and ice cream. The front of their underwear had like a red and yellow tie dye color from the mustard and ketchup. They did their best of trying to do a decent dance for everyone. All of the students studying had put their books and pens down and whipped out their phones to take pictures and video of them. Two minutes seemed like an eternity to them, but they eventually finished their dance and ran out of the library as fast as they could. Shamefully, they managed to get someone to quickly take their last photo outside of the library.
The guys were glad the hunt was over, and they headed back to the frat house. They felt embarrassed all night. Once they got to the house, everything in their underwear was pretty much mush. The Brothers let them in and they all filed back into the study room. They all looked disgusting and tired. Matt spoke to them again.
“Nice job, pledge fucks! You guys are looking really gross right now. I’m sure your underwear isn’t very pleasant right now.” Matt grinned. “Ok, we have one last task for this event.” The pledges gave a barely audible groans as the Brothers started to tie each of their hands behind their backs.
Matt explained, “For this last task, you guys need to cum. Of course, you can’t use your hands AND you can’t get our walls or floors dirty with your disgusting pants. Last one to cum gets four extra hours of pledge on call. Now, GO!”
The pledges took a moment to process the task, but didn’t know what to do. How could they cum if they can’t hump anything. Josh looked up at Tyler, who had a desperate look on his face.
“Damn, Josh. I...I think we need to rub against each other,” said Tyler.
Josh tried to come up with other ideas, but couldn’t, “Shit. Ok. Let’s do this.”
Josh and Tyler came up to each other and started to humping each other, just like the Brothers expected. Matt started cracking up, watching the two of them bounce up and down. He could tell they were really uncomfortable by it. The other pledges took note and started pairing up. Soon, the whole room had pairs of pledges rubbing up against each other. No one wanted the extra 4 hours of pledge on call since that would probably mean 4 more hours of torment.
Josh came first, but he still had to help out Tyler. Then the other pledges were cumming too. Tyler was getting desperate and started rubbing on Josh faster. Unfortunately for him, he was the last one to cum.
After that, everyone felt exhausted. They were given their pledge books and told to go home. The eight of them walked back to the dorms as complete messes. Josh thought tonight wasn’t too bad. It was still just the first week of pledging, and he wondered what was going to happen next for them. He was so tired and lost in thought that he didn’t realize his boner straining through his sweatpants.
