I am happy to share my stories. But, French of origin, thank you for your understanding for my English which remains very imperfect!
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I am extremely proud to have been able to join the college water polo team. It's an excellent team, led by a coach who was part of the French team around ten years ago. I'm proud because the places are "expensive", since he limits the number of swimmers to no more than 10. Having turned 18 last June, I was accepted in September at the start of my freshman year , thanks to the departure of an older guy. I am the only one to have been recruited this year and therefore find myself with dudes aged 19 to 22.
Last evening was hazing night. Between us, without the coach. For me, who comes from a small town, I had never seen anything so wild: with the help of alcohol and with the unclear rules of a “dare or dare” game, the worst actions were imposed on to all of us. Of course, I've heard of this type of hazing before, but I thought it was more of an urban legend than reality... But now I can assure you that it exists!
Although my teammates all seem str8, there was a strong gay connotation to the pledges, probably mainly because we didn't have any pussy on hand:
• Show your cock and ass
• Jerking off and squirting in a glass
• Getting jerked off by another guy
• Sucking your neighbor on the right
• Licking the balls or asshole of your neighbor on the left
• Receiving 2 glans at once in your mouth
• Running outside naked around the dorm
• Drink the glass where many have squirted
• Having your ass visited by the one with the biggest
• …
I'm totally str8; but I must admit that seeing all these cocks erect, being involved in these sexual games and seeing all this cum squirting in all directions, all that really turned me on.
I'm a young guy with an already well-formed body. A standard height (a little over 6'), I have acquired quite a few muscles thanks to 10 years of swimming: broad shoulders, triangle back, protruding pectorals, thick arms, abs of steel, bubble butt and powerful thighs. Blond with blue eyes, I have very short hair and no hair on my body (except around my dick), so I can swim faster…
But I have a complex: when I come out of the water after training, my dick is very small, curled up in my speedo. It measures just over 2''! This frustrates me enormously, even if my cock reaches an honest 7.5'' when erect. I have never had any comments or disappointment from the few girls who saw it, sucked it or received it in their pussy! And all the more so since the piece is quite thick.
The hazing last night also reassured me on this subject: having been able to see all my teammates with their cocks at attention, I was able to conclude that, if I am not the most hung (difficult to beat Stan and his probably 10''!), but not the shortest either (Greg, who is already 20 years old, has to live with a tiny 6'' about which he received a lot of mockery...). In addition, I also tell myself that my cock will perhaps still be able to gain length and girth during the next 2-3 years, especially with all the hand jobs that I give it and which are a kind of intensive bodybuilding!
Being the last to arrive in the team I was entitled to an additional pledge, given by Hugo at the very end of the evening, “Erwan, as captain of the team and because you are the last to join, you’ll get an additional pledge, it's tradition here! At the end of training tomorrow you will go to shower in the girls' locker room, at the same time as the synchronized swimming girls... Oh, yeah, I almost forgot: shower stark naked, of course!”
"And don't you dare cheat, because we'll know if you really did it or not, since my sister is in the group and I'm going to hear about it!" Greg adds.
“And how am I going to justify finding myself with my dick exposed in their showers?!”
“You can always say you’re new and you made a mistake!” Hugo responds.
This excuse seems a little weak to me, but I have to accept the pledge if I want to have a real place on the team. It could have been worse, right? Showering with some of the most beautiful girls in college, seeing them naked and showing them my junk means possibly dating one of them next weekend!! At the same time, I say to myself, “Damn, my dick shouldn't be all curled up, like it is when I come out of the water... Otherwise, they'll make fun of me... And I'll have a poor reputation!”
Throughout the training I was anxious about my pledge. For the Friday afternoon session, we have half of the pool, while the other half is occupied by the synchronized swimming team. We can admire these babes with toned and well-curved bodies: real bombshells! I try to identify the ones in the lot that I like the most... In fact, I think I could fuck any one of them: there's no waste!
At the whistle of their coach, they come out of the water and go in single file towards their locker rooms.
I look at Hugo questioningly: why is our training continuing?!
Hugo addresses the coach, “Coach! Could we stop, now?! We trained well today and we're a little exhausted... Besides, Erwan has something urgent to do and... since the time is over...”
“If you had done less yesterday, you would probably be fresher! I've heard about your exploits... Come on, guys, now that we have the whole pool to ourselves, you give me a 250 meters crawl and you're free... Let's go!”
When I come out of the water, it has already been almost 10 minutes since the chicks left. Hugo signals for me to hurry up, with a big wink. Some guys give me a thumbs up to encourage me. I can't go back any longer, it's time to go! My heart is beating at 150 an hour... And it’s not only due to the swimming!
Discreetly I take the girls out, towel on my shoulder. As soon as I'm no longer seen from the pool, I take off my speedo: shit, my cock is really tiny. I hear the shower water running... I take a few seconds to work on my dick: it has its effect and I'm a little more presentable! I resume my progress and will finally find out if the girls do like us (naked in the shower) or if they keep their swimsuits on…
They must do like us because when I arrive in the shower room, I just have time to see the bare asses of the last 2 girls leave: shit, I arrive too late!
What to do? I admit that my anxiety is stronger and blocks me. I stay in the shower for 1 or 2 minutes, thinking… Before concluding in my head, “No, Erwan, you have to do it! It's your entry ritual into the team... And what's more, your cock has returned to normal size! Go!!”
My arrival in the locker room is not immediately noted. I can therefore observe the scene: most of the girls have already put on their panties (except the 2 latecomers who show me their pussy, without knowing it!) and are starting to put on their other clothes; some have only their panties on and are drying their hair: their breasts are moving; that's nice to look at. I start to drift off into my daydreams, even if I remain anxious to find myself the only guy in the middle of around fifteen girls... Plus my cock is out in the open and in their territory!
I am quickly pulled out of my dreams when a shrill scream rings out. It is followed by other equally shrill cries, then by a question, “But what are you doing here, you little pervy?!”
“Um, I'm sorry... I'm new... The other guys left before me... I must have gone to the wrong locker room... Sorry girls! by the way, my name is Erwan… And, uh, I want to tell you that you swim and dance really well!”
I probably did quite well, because my excuse made them laugh heartily. I also notice that some girls are pointing at my cock and giggling with their friends.
So I'm getting ready to leave, my mission having been accomplished, and to make them admire my bubble butt (something I'm quite proud of)... When a loud voice calls out to me, “Hey, who's that little rooster who comes to make us admire his attributes?!”
I turn around and see the synchronized swimming coach. I think her name is Helena. She's a fit MILF. She must be 40-45 years old (like my own mom!) and stands with her legs slightly apart and has me in her sight, a bit like in a good old western.
“I’m sorry, I just went to the wrong locker room… Excuse me, Madam!”
“And you think we’re going to believe your cheap lies, you Pinocchio!” Her remark triggers everyone's laughter. Not mine, though!
She continues, “That’s it! You're making fun of us! Since you had the guts to come and expose your junks to our group of girls, I have some ideas on what you could offer us... Come a little closer and come stand on this table so that my whole team can see you clearly!”
I obey and get on this table and find myself the center of attention of all these horny babes.
Their coach speaks again, “Girls, I suggest you get dressed as quickly as possible, before this young boy gets dirty ideas and he tries to impress you with his little curler…”