It was senior year, and I was excited to get out of this place. I would be president of the fraternity for the second year in a row. My post college career was on lock with a position waiting for me at my uncle's private equity firm. After three years of fucking most of the hot sorority chicks on campus I was now six months in with my girl Keri, and possibly still getting some extra pussy on the side that she didn't need to know about. It wasn't my fault, with a dick like mine it was hard to keep the ladies at bay. I had the biggest dick of all my fraternity brothers, and they respected me for it, how couldn't they.
There were plenty of fraternity events as the school year locked into gear. We were of course looking to recruit the most promising members of the freshman class. Athletes, or retired athletes were usually a top priority. I myself used to wrestle in high school, now I just hit the gym twice a day. I used my time at the gym to subtly domineer over others. There was an anthropology professor in particular I loved flex in front of, he had failed me in sophomore year making my whole gpa plumet. I used every opportunity, once a week when he used the treadmill, to push myself and show him my superior strength. When I had received the grade, I had imagined wrestling him until he tapped out over and over. Little pipsqueak cost me more than he knows.
I didn't participate in our pledge hunt this year. Jason, my vice president, would take care of it. I trusted him. Which is why I was surprised a week later when he had chosen Fred among the pack of respectable men. The first time I saw Fred I wondered why he would even try to be one of our pledges. He was skinny with not much muscle on him, plain faced, mostly just unremarkable. My vice president assured me that he had shown great promise on recruitment days, getting along with all the brothers. As we entered our induction ceremonies, hazing, I understood what he meant. Fred was very mature in his expression and intellect yet was happy to join in fraternity activities no matter how outrageous.
Hell Week was upon us, thus named after how difficult it was for the pledges and ended in their ascension to brotherhood. During this week at Delta Iota Kappa, each club officer would choose a pledge to do their bidding. As president of the frat, it was important for me to chose carefully. Presidents were known to choose future frat presidents, the pledge with the most promise. I was picked by the president when I was a pledge. My pledge from the year before was already treasurer and would probably be the next president when I left. I looked over the pledges. What would be the funniest pick?
"I pick Fred."
The other officers snickered. They knew his hazing would just get harder for this. They picked their pledges. When the ceremony ended Fred followed me to my room. I had the largest room in the house, with a king bed for all my sexual pleasure and a private bathroom with shower.
"You sleep on that part of the floor this week. There's an inflatable mattress in the closet over there, it tends to deflate by the time you wake up. You go to bed when I go to bed. I don't want to hear you walking about when I'm asleep. If you wake up before I do, I don't give a shit, you don't move until I'm up."
"What if I have a class?" My glare answered that question.
"You're basically my slave this week. No one is more important than me. Not your family, not your classes. Got it." He nodded nonchalantly. I had broken his predecessor in four days, I was hoping I would break this one sooner. "Go get me a cold beer. You got twenty minutes."
All the other pledges would be getting the same task around now. It was a trick you see. We drank all the beer at the frat house the night before. The closest booze shop was too far to walk and only sold warm beer. If by some miracle they got there and got past the fact they were all under twenty-one, the beer would still be too warm to complete the task. I had done the best in my year having sprinted to the shop, used my fake I.D., and sprinted back getting a warm beer in time.
As the time approached for the pledges to come back from their wild goose chase, I sat with the rest of the frat brothers in chairs on the front lawn. The first arrival was Jason's pledge, the man had done as I had and gotten a warm beer by sprinting with three minutes to spare, only slightly worse than I had done. In grand tradition, Jason sipped the beer, declared it to be warm and poured the rest of the content on his pledge. As he did, I saw Fred arrive with no great fervor, in his hand a six pack of beer. He brought it to me with a bottle opener. I could feel the outside of the beer, ice cold, all six were ice cold. I couldn't believe it. The rest of the frat brothers exploded for him. He had been the first in seventeen years to have completed the task. I frowned a little, I couldn't be too mad, I had a cold beer in hand.
The rest of the frat pledges suffered the consequences of their failure, cleaning chores they were compelled to do in skimpy maids' outfits for humiliation. Fred spent the rest of the day hanging out with the brothers.
"I thought you were trolling us when you picked him, maybe you were right." Jason told me as he took one of my cold beers.
"You're the one who made him a pledge."
"I like the guy, I thought he would give up before we even got to this part."
Fred didn't give up. For the next couple days, he completed the Hell Week tasks with ease. Even when he faltered, he suffered the consequences unperturbed. I told Keri how well Fred was doing. How unbothered he was by the deflating bed, the impossible tasks. How unlike all the other fraternity brothers he was. Having finished fucking Keri in her sorority bed, I took off the XXL condom filled prodigiously with my cum and threw it in the garbage.
"You know, I think he's more attractive than you give him credit for."
As she said it, my mind sparked with memory. I knew how to break Fred. "How would you feel about letting him fuck you?"
"What the fuck did you just say to me!" I rolled my eyes at her trying to act like she wasn't a slut.
"When I was a pledge the president let me fuck his girl. I thought it was a huge reward for doing such a good job." She looked at me clearly confused. "It was just more hazing. She told me I sucked at it, and it broke my spirit. A week later he told me it was part of Hell Week. To break me."
"Let me get this straight. You want me to fuck this freshman, then tell him he's bad at fucking. So you can break him?" I nodded. It wasn't that hard to understand. "You are fucking insane. Get out of here!" She pelted me with my clothes.
I only had time to slip on my underwear before I was repelled from the room. I heard some whistling, some booing, and saw some eye rolls from sorority sisters as I walked confidently in a pair of tighty whities out of the house. Jane, my side pussy, and Keri's best friend found me on the porch of the sorority house putting on the rest of my clothes.
"What was it this time?"
"I'm sure she'll tell you." I winked at her.
"You are such a pig sometimes."
"I don't think Keri's going to be down tonight. Meet me on the fifth floor of the library later?" She scoffed and walked into the house.
The next day I expected to have to patch things up with both girls. Instead, they insisted on having lunch in the student center together. Fred met me outside my classroom to carry my backpack. I had packed all my coursework and textbooks, just in case. He didn't let the weight of it show on his face. I really needed to get this weakling to the gym, his lack of muscle reflected poorly on the brotherhood.
Keri and Jane were already sitting when we met them. Fred brought me my food as I sat with the girls. Keri was surprisingly affectionate, with her hand on mine and her foot rubbing my leg. Girls had become so easy for me. Fred engaged Jane in conversation, she seemed to enjoy his banter. When we finished, Keri asked to speak with me.
"I thought of what you were asking yesterday. I'll do it."
"Oh shit, really?" I was excited to break little Fred.
"Let's do it tomorrow night."
"So soon?"
