John D : “Back in 1993 when I was studying law at *censored* I decided to join *censored*, they had us doing all kinds of crazy adult personal shit to get into the fraternity. The weirdest thing was when we were all called in front of “Sam” (name changed), one of the seniors. He had this weird insect fetish and he got us to go out hunting for various insects that we were then to stomp on in front of him, he would then masturbate ferociously. I found out later on the internet that this was actually a fetish!

Thomas W : “We got humiliated day in day out. As one example, we were forced to eat the food leftovers of the upperclassmen in the frat and they even spit on the leftovers to add “flavor”. Then they also did penis size humiliation. They separated us into two groups, big dicks and small ones. The pledges who weren’t gifted in the size department were forced to walk around campus with “SMALL DICK” written all over their bodies. It must have been painful.”

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The college I go to outlaws booze hazing or extreme hazing so about the only thing pledges can do during Hell Week is get paddled with fraternity paddles, clean the frat house of the frat we pledged, do the bro’s laundry or do other humiliating duties like begging hot chicks to come to the frat party that weekend and getting them to sign our pledge card to prove that we spoke to them. We had to completely fill up the pledge card or else get tossed.

So yeah, in the spirit and tradition of all fraternities, we had to get paddled with the fraternity’s paddles. Some of the bro’s sharpie markered the frat’s letters onto our ass cheeks then we had to “run the gauntlet” thru the bros standing on either side of us while we crawled through and got paddled. Then we all had to bend over and the upper class bro’s got to paddle us while we cried out: “Thank you sir, may I have another!” or “Bro’s before Ho’s!” or the Greek letters of the frat followed by “forever”! My ass was so sore that week and in every class I went to, it was painfully obvious and a lot of the chicks snickered when they saw me take a seat in my classes, gingerly.

I know you’ve seen pictures of rookie pro football and baseball players forced to dress like girls or team cheerleaders. This is forced feminization hazing rookies have to go thru to prove they deserve to be on the team. I had been clued in that forced feminization was one of the hazing rituals the specific frat I pledged made guys go thru during hell week. So it wasn’t unexpected when we were forced to dress up like girls, using clothes and heels and wigs from a big box they kept in the frat house attic and to top it off, we had to put on lipstick. Then we were divided into three groups. My group was left alone in a side room for about a half hour and we had to cook up something entertaining for the bro’s, a song and dance routine that was going to be videotaped in the main party hall. So we decided to perform to a Lady Gaga song. We did sexy, slutty, dirty dancing while bro’s taped us with their camera phones and took pics of us. We were told at the the end of the song to kiss each other and get some tongue action going you sissy faggots, more cameras flashed while we kissed each other and smeared the red lipstick on each other’s lips. I admit I was repulsed and turned on at the same time. I was glad my dress was too big and baggy so no one could see I’d popped a boner. One group was going to be eliminated for being lame, so we went back into our side room and waited to hear if we made the cut.

About twenty minutes later one of the upper class bro’s came and got us and said that we had to do a showdown because all three of the groups were “worthy” and that we needed to freshen up our lipstick sissies! So we passed the lipstick tube around and did our lips. When was the forced feminization hazing going to end?

Then we were called out to the main party room again and we were told we had to suck each other’s cocks. Anyone who didn’t cum in our group meant that the whole group would be eliminated. So we were given a few minutes to talk it over and decide who would be forced feminization hazing cocksuckers and who would be the shooters. I knew I could shoot a load, I was so horned up. The forced feminization hazing had now turned to forced bi. Luckily all the forced bi bitches in our group “came” thru and we made the cut. One group had a guy who couldn’t shoot his load, so they were dunzo. I’ll write what happened in the next round of hazing soon. You forced bi college hazing site rocks!

Fraternity hazing has come a long way since the 50′s. Did you ever see any old movies where frat pledges swallowed goldfish to go Greek? Well now you have to go Gay and swallow gizz. One night during Hell Week we were going thru a hazing ritual at the frat when one of the frat guys came in with a bunch of condoms. OK, you’re thinking, what’s the problem? The problem was they were used condoms that had been kept in the frat fridge. Condoms the Greeks had used to fuck their girlfriends or jack off into to fill them with their goo for the forced bi hazing ritual.

Each of us pledges got 2 cum filled condoms and had to untie the condoms and go bottoms up. Yeah swallow the gizz. I felt nauseous. The first thing I want to do with a condom after I’ve gizzed in it is flush it or throw it away, I had never in my life never ever thought of drinking sperm, especially someone else’s. Then I remembered a tv show I watched years ago, Fear Factor. The physical challenges were like nothing compared to eating cockroaches, maggots, pureed rats, animal entrails, etc. A lot of people who got thru the physical challenges couldn’t eat the disgusting stuff. But some toughed it out. I think it was mental.

So it was my turn to swallow the gizz, I knew I had to summon that mental toughness and swallow or else, I’d be tossed out and ridiculed all over campus for not making it into the *** fraternity. But what was worse, not making it in, or being forced bi and eat another dude’s cum? The Greeks were chanting: Swallow, Swallow, Swallow. So I tipped the one condom upside down and the slimy sperm oozed into my mouth. I thought I was going to puke, but I swallowed. I thought the second one might be easier, but I was gagging. I had to pray, pray, please don’t let me puke, I have to make it into this frat. So I bottoms upped the second condom and swallowed that sperm too. What a relief. I made it through the final hazing ritual. Not every guy made it. Some guys totally gagged and couldn’t do it or puked while doing it. They were tossed out and totally humiliated for the rest of the semester for being wimps and losers. No other frat would take them either. Once you’ve been dropped as a pledge, you’re kinda unofficially blacklisted.

Here is my humiliating frat hazing story. We were forced to eat cum, but we didn’t know that was going to be what would ultimately happen when we were hazed by the bro’s. The first part of the hazing we had to endure to get into the *** fraternity, was that we were forced to wear chastity devices, you know those plastic dick cages called CB2000′s and CB3000′s, in pink and red, humiliating colors, let alone that our dicks were locked up too. Our dicks were locked up for two weeks, so we couldn’t fuck, get our dicks sucked or even jerk off. Instead of Hell Week, it was Hell Weeks! Wearing dick cages was building up blue balls big time. I was so fucking horned up I couldn’t even think about my girlfriend or I’d pop an excruciating boner that was pressing up against the chastity cock lock.

I couldn’t get thru phys ed classes without being in pain, cuz the thing pinched my balls like crazy. Luckily while I was pledging, I wasn’t in my scholarship sport, swimming. How would I have explained that to the swim team or my coach? My gf was pissed too, she demanded I lick her pussy, but even doing that caused extreme pain as my dick tried to get erect but couldn’t. Finally she said to text her when the fucking chastity thing was off. Little did I know that I was going to be forced to eat cum. I thought the hazing was just being forced into chastity and not be allowed to jerk off and have sex.

So yeah it was two weeks later when we were summoned back to the fraternity house and the chastity devices were unlocked. Most of us were so relieved we bounced our dicks around and some guys even popped instant boners. The bro’s of course called the boner boys “fags”. Then we were told to stand in a circle and do a circle jerk, yeah, jerk off the guy in front of you doing a reach-around. My balls were aching and full and I knew I would blow in no time even tho a dude’s hand was on my dick and mine was on a dude’s dick. I still didn’t know we were going to be forced to eat cum.

How did I get thru it? I had to pretend it was a chick’s hand, but it was hard to do as the bro’s were yelling humiliating shit at us like, jack it off faggots, yeah you queers shoot your dick snot, then you’re gonna lick it up! I couldn’t believe what I heard. Lick up someone else’s cum? Forced to eat cum to get into the frat? But it was true. I was going to have to lick up the other pledge’s cum while another pledge would have to lick up mine. I thought I have to I have to I have to do it to get into this fraternity. Then I felt his cock pulsating and cumming into my hand, it was a huge thick wad, fuck. But I knew I had to lick it up. So I pretended it was an oyster at a raw seafood bar and I just slurped up the gob and swallowed it PFQ. Thank the Greek Gods I did, cuz any pledges who couldn’t do the hazing ritual or who immediately puked after swallowing the spunk were tossed. It was kind of like Fear Factor, if you ever watch reruns of that show where people had to eat disgusting stuff, not only did they have to eat the stuff, they had to not puke it up.

So then I got back to my dorm room and swallowed like 3 shots of Lemon Vodka B2B and I texted my gf. I didn’t tell her anything about the Forced to Eat Cum Frat Hazing. I just told her they finally unlocked our dicks. She came over and I fucked her real good. So that made me feel like I wasn’t such a forced to eat cum fag.

I was pledging the most popular fraternity on campus along with 19 other guys, so I knew my chances were slim to get in. But I was willing to do anything, even if it was bi or gay. Being in a fraternity is for life. You always have your Greek brothers for business contacts after you graduate. I saw it as a benefit for getting a better job than a non-Greek especially since jobs in my major are scarce for fresh grads and everyone in the industry I’d be going into is super competitive.

So all the pledges were summoned to the frat house for a hazing nite during Hell Week, we were told this hazing would “cut the men from the boys.” When we arrived, there were two hot chicks from the fraternity’s sister sorority. I knew one was a total bitch, I saw her and her hair extensions around campus. The other chick was a cheerleader who had the most bangin’ tight bod. I said to myself I was going to jack off to any pics I could find of her on Facebook when I got back to my dorm room later.

So then we found out what the hazing was going to be. Penis size measurements. Small penis humiliation hazing. Anyone under 6″ was going to get cut. So we had to drop our drawers and stroke to get our dicks hard so they could be measured. The two girls gave us some jerk off encouragement, but most of it was small penis humiliation. “Com’n faggots, show us what you got! Why can’t you get hard in front of us two ultra hotties, are you fuckin’ homos?”

The meanest of the two hotties had a sharpie marker and the cheerleader had one of those yellow retractable measuring tapes. The mean chick yelled out, “OK who’s ready to be measured?” Most of the guys raised their hands and the chicks went around and took measurements. With the sharpie marker, the cheerleader wrote dick sizes in inches on our foreheads, like 7″, 6″, 8.5″. I knew my dick was 7″, an ex gf had measured it. So when they came around to measure mine, I was relieved to be measured at 7″, no small penis humiliation for me! The cheerleader wrote 7″ on my forehead.

But the small penis humiliation hazing continued for the tiny cock pledges, because three little dick losers must have known they were under 6″ or had limpdicks, cuz they just pulled up their pants and left. The mean bitch said, “Buh-bye maggots!” The fraternity prez had a clipboard and I saw him scratch thru some names on his list. Then some of the measurements came up short, two guys had five inch dicks, pity them, cuz the cheerleader wrote 5″ on their forehead and they had to walk out in shame. So 5 guys were cut from pledging, instant small penis humiliation. The rest of ranged from 6″ – 8.5″.

Then the mean bitch said that we couldn’t wash off our marker measurements and it was school tradition that all the chicks on campus knew what the sharpie measurement meant and that we would either get teased or awed for our dick sizes. I wasn’t ashamed of my 7″ but I was kinda envious of the guys at 8″ or more. But I definitely pitied the guys who were under 6″ who got cut cuz that was definite small penis humiliation hazing.

When I was pledging a fraternity, there were 12 of us competing for only 6 “bropenings” a/k/a bro openings. One night during pledge week we were summoned by text message to the frat house and were told if we didn’t show up, we were eliminated. During pledge week, we had to leave our cell phones on 24/7 in case we were summoned, if we didn’t respond, it was instant elimination. For this hazing, we were told to show up in t-shirts and sweatpants with no boxers or briefs underneath, yeah we had to go commando, which at the time I thought was cool. When we got there, the frat brothers had us in the main room all lined up. Only 10 guys showed, so 2 were immediately dismissed. We were given blue pills, we were told it was Viagra bought from a foreign pharmacy online and that our dicks would get hard and pop tents in our sweatpants. Some pledges started getting hard in a few minutes, others like me weren’t getting hard, so we were told to pull it out and stroke it till we got erect.

Then we had to go into town, two of us each with a frat brother in their cars. With our dicks hard as baseball bats, we had go into convenience stores and each of us had to buy a bag of ice. The frat brother I was with drove around till he found a 7-11 with a bunch of university chicks buying late nite snack food. He told me and the other pledge to get out and buy the bags of ice. Then he must have told the chicks who were hanging outside about the hazing cuz when we came out with the bags of ice, the chicks were laughing and pointing at our dicks and were yelling at us to ice down our “shrimpster dicks.” It was so humiliating, cuz I recognized one of the chicks from one of my classes and I know she recognized me. One girl even shook up a liter bottle of Fanta orange soda and sprayed us with it as we were trying to get back into the frat dude’s car. Some of the Fanta sprayed the car so the frat dude was pissed, but not at the chicks, cuz they were hot.

He then drove to the all nite car wash, it’s one where you put coins in and use a hose for however long the hose timer lasts, so we had to spray down his car and clean off the Fanta. We got pretty soaked doing it too.

Then we got back to the frat where the frat bro reported to the other frat bro’s what had happened. All the Greek brothers were having a good laugh at our humiliation. We were the last ones back because we had gone to the car wash. All the ice was put in a chest freezer for the party they were throwing on the weekend, except for some ice cubes which were put in two bowls. We were told to dunk our balls into the bowls with one hand and with the other hand, jerk each other off. If we didn’t cum, we’d be eliminated.

My balls shrunk immediately and so did the other pledges. We had to grab each other’s cocks and pull and stroke while the Greek brothers laughed and told us we were fucking fags and homo dickjackers and pathetic queers. Finally, both of us spurted and then we were told to lick it off our hands. Ugh I almost puked.

Then we were told that out of the 10 who showed up for the frat hazing, only 7 passed as in shot their wads, including us, so there was only 1 more elimination. I was relieved because I truly felt I’d make it. Even if the next round of hazing was super gay. Then as the other pledge and I were leaving, we were told that we hadn’t been given Viagra, that we had been given a blue vitamin pill. I felt really humiliated. I guess the placebo effect worked, cuz most of the pledges popped boners without much effort. I’ll try to write about the final gay fraternity hazing when I have time. It was very humiliating.

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Before we could even pledge this particular elite fraternity on campus, our group of plebes had to go thru “screening”. Well that’s what the frat bro’s called it. Screening was like a form of hazing, to see if we even deserved to pledge their frat or if we were worthless NGM’s (Not Greek Material). The first screening a/k/a hazing we had to endure was to completely clean their frat house inside and out. It was a huge old three story fraternity house. And this sucked, because the place was a mess, dirty dishes everywhere, greasy old pizza boxes, beer cups, plus empty kegs a few plebes had to return for keg deposits. To top it off, there were piles of laundry we had to do in washers and driers in the smelly, musty old basement of the frat house. The piles of laundry were no lie, three feet high. Then we had to fold everything just like we worked at a fluff and fold laundromat.

Then because this frat has a lot of wack parties, but doesn’t allow smoking in the frat house as per campus rules, cuz otherwise their party permits could be denied, there were tons of cigarette butts littered outside the frat house like confetti and we had to clean up every single one. Not with one of those butt poker tools you’ll see some old parks and recreation guy cleaning up butts with in a public park, we had to be down on our hands and knees, crawling and putting them into buckets. It was totally insane! My bucket was almost full when I was done, hundreds of butts. So we all passed the “cleaning screening” hazing.

To be continued…