Jeremiah University is a predominately black college campus in Minnesota Maryland, founded in 1969 during the height of the racial movement. It's a large school, and very well received by the College Guide Association Of America. There is a large library, an auditorium, a sports center, a stadium, a student hall, an academic building [where classes reside], a science building, a rec center, male and female dormitories, a clock tower, and several houses [just off campus] where the college fraternities and sororities pledge. It sets atop 150 acres of land, allowing for expansion and economic growth. While many of the students there specialize in sports (track & field, basketball, football, etc), it also caters to a large academic demographic, having a large successful record of professional graduates.
JEREMIAH UNIVERSITY-5 OMEGA HOUSE
Written by: Eugene Marvin aka NPHILLYDOGG@AOL.COM
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OMEGA DAY-1
Life as a college student is challenging enough, but with the added pressures of pursuing a frat life, the insanity increases 10-fold! For every successful frat member, there are 10 others that couldn't hack the life it demands, going back to being mere college students with no affiliations to the fraternities whatsoever!
To BE a frat brother is more than mere name! It's a lifelong brotherhood of social and political alliance, giving some [who know how to play the game] an arsenal of connections to take back into the real world after graduation!
Freshmen [otherwise known as Maggots'] apply for empty slots [vacated last year by graduating seniors], hoping to be picked and given the pristine honor of becoming Omegas! Juniors [aka: CUBS'] and Sophomores [`GNATS'] sponsor nonmembers to be interviewed by the seniors [DAWGS] leaving it up to the Pledging Committee to make the final selections. It is important that the Committee trusts the frats' choices, knowing each nonmember had to have something to BRING to the table. Applying pledges were screened and given vigorous background checks for violations, arrest records, child support, grade averages, recommendations, etc.! Only applicants that passed vigorous inspections would be given the green light and invited to become frat members!
Omega president: Brett Williams [6'1", 165 lbs, brn skin, clean cut, clean shaven, well-tailored, well dressed, etc.] was a senior with big plans for the year. He came down the stairs and stepped out onto the porch with his senior cabinet, and overlooked the applicants vying for slots in the House!
"Is THIS what we have to work with...?" he asked his trusted council, looking into the faces of the weak, the hopeful, the nerdish bookworms, and the eager to please!
"Hard economics..." reminded Cornell Hughes [the president's Top Dawg]
"Pathetic!" said Brett, stepping down off the porch for a closer look as he bypassed his first line of Gnats! "Welcome to Omega House..." he said to the audience of about 50 or 60 hopefuls! "...for many of you, THIS is the closest you'll ever get to seeing the inside of a fraternity! For the lucky few who do, it'll be the best experiences of your lives!
"As pledges, you will now from this moment forward be known as Maggots! The lowest members on the totem pole! YOU will answer to every member of the House who ranks higher than you with Yes Sir', or No Sir'! Sophomores are known as Gnats! They answer to Junior members known as Cubs! And everyone answers to the senior Dawgs! As Maggots, for the next 6 weeks you have no feelings, no opinions, no wants and desires! You speak only when spoken to, and you will obey an order from your higher ranking superiors or be immediately terminated from this program! We will not entertain persons who believe themselves above fraternity policies, or exempt of our rules! If you can't follow the bylaws set forth by generations of fraternity members before you, then now would be the time to walk away! Otherwise, we expect you do be humble at all times, and do whatever it takes to become Omegas! Is that clear?"
"YES SIR!" answered all the freshmen, practically in unison!
"There is an anniversary party happening at the end of the week..." informed Brett, "...there will be Alumni appearing from year's past...! They'll want to see the new recruits we have for membership, so only the best and brightest will past through to the next level! For now..., give me 50 pushups! Anyone unable to complete this easy task will be automatically terminated!"
The freshmen got down on the lawn, and immediately began to do 50 pushups, spurred on by the sophomore gnats' and the junior cubs' who hovered over them like drill sergeants while Brett and his Dawgs monitored, scrutinizing which freshmen might make good candidates!
"Isn't that...?" asked Cornell discreetly, motioning towards one of the boys doing pushups on the lawn...!
Brett took a closer look...
"The boy from the keg party...!" he recognized, as 18 year old Brandon Waters did pushups with the rest of the hopefuls. Cornell subconsciously reached down and rubbed his groin in public, recalling how tight Brandon's asshole felt on his dick that night at the keg party [chap-1]! "Make sure HE gets preferential treatment..." whispered Brett, bringing Cornell out of his temporary trance! "...we need Maggots like him in service!"
"You got it!" responded Cornell, making a mental note of it [wanting to get back in that boy's ass]!
Brandon concentrated on doing his pushups, not paying much attention as the two frat men walked by. Other freshmen were singled out, some strictly for physical attributes, some for serious consideration, and others the frat brothers knew wouldn't make the cut but might make for good entertainment during the pledging process!
After the 50 pushups, those who couldn't complete the requirements [those seriously out of shape or lacking stamina] were dismissed and welcomed to `try again next year', while those who passed were advanced! Like a military squadron, they were sent to jog around campus, with sophomore [gnats] keeping the pace, drilling them like sergeants as they sparred them along! For those who were seriously considering frat life as a career endeavor, it was a chance to get their feet in the door, to be noticed as front runners, deserving a place in the pack! For those who couldn't finish, it was an embarrassing walk back to the dorms with their tails tucked between their legs. For the 20 or so that passed, it was off to the next level!
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DAY-2...
...had pledges lined before Omega House early in the morning, dressed in t-shirts and sweats as they did morning calisthenics [jumping jacks, squats, pushups, sit-ups, crunches, etc.]! After jogging around campus, they were allowed to go to class without the benefit of showering, having to reap whatever odors their bodies produced naturally from the strenuous workouts!
Each pledged was assigned a Gnat and a Cub, to disciple and encourage them throughout the day! They had to report to their superiors for assignments and tasks, running mundane errands for apparently no reason at all! Pledges were also ordered to learn and study Omega's history [when it was established, who its founding members were, who each reigning president was and what his contributions to the frat were, etc.], making it their primary lesson, one which they would be frequently tested!
DAY-3...
...tested obedience, as pledges were ordered to strip to their jocks during calisthenics and jog around campus to be laughed at and ridiculed by students! It was quite a sight to see 20 to 25 bare assed joggers running through campus, their brown butts [various shapes and sizes] bouncing in the fresh air as they tried to complete the course on time!
During exercise, frat seniors watched carefully as pledges did squats, giving accidental glimpses of their tiny puckers for the first time as they bent forward to reveal their sweaty ass cracks!
DAY-4...
...tested humility, as pledges were stripped naked and given thorough physical exams! Pledges were tested orally [to see the condition of their teeth], anally [to check for tightness, warts, and any possible ailments], and full frontal [to check for any sores, discoloration, etc.]! Pledges were then instructed to grow erections to be measured for fraternity records! Straight porn played in the background to insure erections! Pledges who had problems obtaining one were given the option of GAY porn! Those who obtained erections watching gay porn were documented for later use!
DAY-5...
...tested for bravery, as pledges were forced to their knees and blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs! Each pledge was placed before a superior, then ordered to open their mouths and surrender orally! Soft flesh-like dildos were then produced and slapped against the pledges blindfolded faces! The dildos were run subtly over their lips! Pledges were ordered to lick and suck the heads, performing fellatio! Pledges who performed the task without hesitation or compliant were instantly moved to the next level, while those who refused had their blindfolds removed to reveal they weren't sucking real phalluses after all! Those pledges were immediately removed from the House and terminated from the program!
The pledges that sucked willing, remained on their knees as their superiors removed the dildos and replaced them with their actual dicks! Pledges [believing they were licking real dicks anyway] licked and suckled the frat masters dickheads as they gave `head' for the first time, proving their loyalties!
"Yeah Maggots...suck those frat dicks...show us how much you want to be Omegas!" encouraged the senior Dawgs, as hands guided the boys heads further down the hard shafts, making them suck harder!
Pledges could hear each other gagging as the dicks went too far back in their inexperienced mouths! Boys who gagged felt the hard-ons ripped unexpectedly from their mouths and slapped roughly across their stunned faces and told to "do better or walk!" Many of the pledges that were left wanted desperately to be Omegas, especially after all the tortures and humilities they'd already endured! After the shock of having another guy's penis in their mouths, finishing the task at hand to become Omegas began to burn in their brains, as many of them wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible!
Pledges could feel hands holding their heads guiding them further down the hard shafts, making them go deeper and/or faster! Spittle leaked out the corners of their mouths as spit wet shafts sawed through their pursed lips! If a superior felt teeth, he'd reach down and sorely pinch and twist the pledge's nipples painfully until they corrected themselves, making them better suckers!
The first pledge to successfully make his superior cum felt his frat master beginning to pick up pace in his mouth as he started thrusting in and out with short fast but controlled strokes, only fucking the pledge's mouth and not trying to gag his throat! The pledge kept up as best he could, his lips and tongue slurping along the sliding shaft as it sped in and out of his drooling mouth! He could feel every vein as his focused was concentrated on the hard-on fucking his mouth! His mind raced with a flurry of muddled thoughts and confusions, everything from extreme embarrassment to lewd arousal! Sucking dick was the lowest form of faggotry [in any straight man's book], yet he couldn't help feeling strangely okay with the idea, so long as it was for frat purposes! He also couldn't help noticing the soft/hard smooth texture of the dick sliding through his mouth, having never experienced anything quite so erotic in his life! He was just beginning to come to terms with his situation, when the dick was suddenly pulled from his mouth! Unsure what to do next, he just knelt there awaiting guidance, when he suddenly felt the warm sprinkles of his frat master's cum showering his blindfolded face, dotting him with facial cream! Laughter broke out behind him as other frat masters rushed to catch up! With his hands still tied behind his back, he was unable to pull away or wipe his face clean as he simply knelt their and got cummed on!
Other pledges soon experienced the same, as hard dicks ripped from drooling mouths and jacked profusely until they were painting sperm across their faces! Some pledges experienced rougher face fucks, with their superiors trying to make them deep throat before their time! Several threw up, unable to hold down their lunch or breakfasts after the dicks entered their throat for the first time! As soon as the dicks were removed, the pledges bowed down and hurled all over the floor! Unsympathetic, the frat masters would simply lift their heads and resume where they left off! One frat master allowed his pledge to throw up ON his dick, then [while holding the sides of his head] started to seriously throat fuck the boy again, causing him to choke and gag repeatedly as heavy spit coated his dick, oozing down over his balls!
Other masters warned him about being too rough on the pledge, but he refused to go lightly as he tightened his grip on the boy's head and fucked his throat like a bandit! The boy's tied fists clasped behind his back every time his throat was pierced! He contemplated biting the frat master's prick, but knew that would only get him thrown out of the competition [after going through so much degradation, he wanted his membership now more than ever, determined to do whatever he needed to get through it]!
He could feel the frat master's dick pummeling his throat, battering its way through his mouth, helped by all the slick slimy spit coating the shaft and drooling off his chin! He could feel the master's fingers tighten on his scalp as he thrust harder, driving his dick deeper and making him choke more! On the last plunge he felt the master hold his face plastered in his spit wet groin. the dick lodged in his convulsing throat as it swelled and thickened, then started spitting hot cum directly down his sore throat...!
"BLLUUGGHHH...!!" he gagged, throwing the cum back up over the dick through his mouth and nose, as it all cascaded down the frat master's bare balls and onto the floor between his knees!
"Now THAT'S how you fuck a pledge's throat!" bragged the frat master, letting the pledge go as he bowed down and finished hacking up the last of the master's load!
The pledges were then all ushered into the center of the floor, where their blindfolds were removed and they were finally allowed to see each other for the first time since their ordeal started, all getting a chance to see their cum splattered faces for the first time!
"Look around...!" said frat president [Brett Forester], addressing the remaining candidates! "Get a good look at your brothers..., THESE are the guys you will be competing against for spots in The House! You ALL passed a crucial stage today in becoming Omegas...but only the truly deserving will become frat brothers! You're about as CLOSE to the finish line as you can be, but there's still 6 weeks before the final initiation! From this point on you will no longer answer to your real names! You will be given numbers! These numbers ARE your names until you pass initiation! Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir!"
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OMEGA HOUSE
The Alumni arrived on time from the hotel they registered, taking a tour of the school grounds, visiting all the buildings and even some of the students that were considered the pulse of the school! Afterwards the retired to Omega House, where all of them were once members! Ordinarily alcohol isn't allowed on school ground, but exceptions are occasionally made, especially when college alumni return for honoree banquets! Omega House was cleaned and prepared for the coming of presidents past, as old frat leaders came to check on the fraternity's progress to make sure the current leaders were on par with old rules and policies!
Unlike most frat parties, this one didn't include scantly dressed coeds, kegs, loud music, nor a house full of idiots overdrinking and passing out or throwing up on the furniture! This party was a well-planned and respected event, with frat alumni taking a tour of the old facility and making sure current members were updated on old laws!
A grand dinner was held in honor of the alumni as they all sat around the formal dinner table and feasted like kings, each former member giving accounts of their time as rulers of the House! High ranting frat member sat mixed in with alumni, taking in what knowledge they could from their older/wiser counterparts! Past presidents now held prominent jobs in the work force, leaving many of the currently seniors hopeful to have connections already in high places! Pledges [dressed only on black jock straps and bowties] acted as servants, bringing out specially prepared dishes and placing them in front of the distinguished guests! Alumni members expressed approval of how the fraternity utilized wannabe members when they saw how the pledges were being trained!
Several of the boys found their bottoms being admired in more ways than one, when horny alumni began pinching and petting their boy butts openly...! Many of the pledges were embarrassed [as most of the alumni were old enough to be their fathers], a couple even got indignant [and were swiftly carted off by fast acting Juniors who stripped the boys of their bowties and kicked them out of the frat house in the jock straps], but a few got aroused, their fronts of their jocks starting to tent outward as their erections bent awkwardly in their garments! THOSE pledges were in-store for more embarrassment as the Juniors [watching over the dinner] greased the waiters assholes so the alumni could finger them during service! One of the alumni [Morgan Burner: a prominent banker in the area] discussed his time at Omega House, while stuffing his middle finger up the rump of the boy pouring his wine! The boy's eyes widened in disbelief as he bit his lower lip to keep from gasping aloud and making a scene! Once the glass was refilled, Morgan removed his finger and nonchalantly pressed it under his nose for inspection!
"Mighty fine dinner you have here Brett..." he smiled, his dick already hard in his pants as he eagerly awaited dessert! "...I can't wait to see what you have in-stored for a finale!"
"Well, I thought after drinks...we'd show you to the basement where the initial initiation rituals were first held, and give you a grand tour of new Dungeon...!" said Brett Williams, seated at the head of the table!
"That sounds like a great idea..." said Morgan, looking around at his companions...! "...in fact...I wouldn't object to skipping drinks and dessert and heading straight for the Dungeon...that is IF everyone is in agreement...?" suggested the older man, reaching down under the table to adjust his erection!
The other members all nodded in agreement, as Brett signaled to his brethren to get things ready in the basement! It took several minutes to get everyone organized as the distinguished gentlemen followed Brett and his Senior class down into the cellar...!
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In single file they descended the stairs into the basement, excited as if in school all over again! The basement was designed in ancient décor, giving off a greek façade that was their rite of passage! Medieval torture devices lay sprawled all over, from chairs designed with shackles, to swings, oral clamps, anal clamps, handcuffs, blindfolds, dildos, and a host of other devices!
The alumni browsed carefully, occasionally groping themselves as they imagined the hot teenagers strapped in naked and physically violated by their superiors! Many of them wished they could be there to participate, breaking the pledges IN and giving them new life!
To the far end of the basement [behind a wall of black drapes] was a wall with disc sized holes drilled through! Alumni familiar with gloryholes knew exactly what the holes were for, as the slowly approached, their middle-aged minds racing with wonder! "Are those currently being manned...?" asked Morgan, his dick practically bursting from behind his zipper...!
"Yes sir..." answered Brett, slyly. "...they ARE!"
Morgan smiled to his brethren [including the likes of Thomas Ervin (the school's DEAN)], and simply walked over to the first hole, unzipped his pants, then stuffed his half-hard erection through the black hole!
On the other side of `the hole' sat one of Omega's pledglings, they KNEW what was expected of them [especially after their earlier introduction into frathood] as the dicks slid through their manned holes, demanding their undivided attentions! Pledge #1 didn't know which alumni the dick belonged to, but he understood sucking the dicks of any alumni was considered to be an honor, and the frat house would look down on him in favor! As soon as the dick appeared, he closed his eyes and leaned forward, taking the hard-on in his mouth and swabbing the head and shaft with spit before encircling it with his lips [just as he'd been taught]!
"Yes...oh yes..." moaned Morgan, as his dick quickly grew fully hard! "...these boys show GREAT potential on becoming Omegans...!"
Dean Ervin stepped up next to Morgan at the next available hole, then unzipped his pants and pushed his prick into an awaiting mouth...! The boy sucking him was a novice, not like the cocksucker who blew him in the men's room several days ago [in chap-3], he wasn't able to swallow his dick whole, but Ervin liked the idea that the boy was probably [most likely] new to sucking, doing so only to get into the fraternity!
Other alumni saw Morgan and Ervin getting blown by whoever was on the other side of the wall, and quickly took their spots as well, pulling their own pricks from their pants before stuffing them through the last holes left unattended and into the awaiting mouths of pledge hopefuls!
Brett Williams and his senior classmen watched the alumni celebrate their legacies with homage to their dicks, the older men pressed to the wall with their pants open and their exposed penises fully engorged on the other side of the wall!
For the pledges kneeling before them on pillows [sucking who's ever dick came through their hole], sucking alumni dick in the basement of the frat house wasn't something they woke up that morning seeking to do! As each pledge worked frantically to bring an alumni pleasure with their mouths, Frat Rules mandated that lower ranking brothers HAD to show higher ranking members [past and present] respect by kneeling and offering their services whenever warranted! This included on and off campus, even in the work place! Once rank had been established, lower rankers were obligated to show their honor, or risk being reported and possibly removed from frat privileges!
Poor Brandon Waters had no idea whose dick was in his mouth as he bobbed his head back and forth, eager to please his fraternity masters, desperate to become the first in his family to belong to a prominent frat organization!
The sky was the limit as far as opportunity was concerned! Graduating seniors practically had their pick of Fortune 500 jobs, positions that could practically guaranteed once frat alliances were established!
Brandon slurped on the dick before, glancing over to the boy beside him to see his mouth too full of college alumni dick! He didn't yet know the student's name [they only went by numbers the frat masters choose for them] as he watched him whore his mouth on the older man's dick!
18 year old Omar Collier [of Folcroft Virginia] slurped his way up and down the long dark dick before him as if he'd been sucking dick for years! Determined to do a good job [and be seriously considered for membership], he sucked the dick as if it belonged to the frat president himself, as if sucking this one dick would give him an automatic pass! Brandon couldn't help but be impressed when he saw the pledge sucking with such zeal, SHOVING his mouth onto the 8" dick and practically choking himself to death! Spit gathered around the teenager's mouth every time he tried to force his mouth down the full length of the dick, trying to simulate deep throat despite being a novice when it came to fellatio!
Morgan loved the boy's wholehearted attempts to take his dick whole as he forced his face down on his tool, the tip of his dick stabbing into the warm wet flesh of the start of his throat before the gag reflex kicked in, causing him to retreat!
Brandon returned his attention on the dick in his mouth, sucking it with renewed vigor after being inspired by his pledge member! Omar knew the best way to get the dick off and get it over with was to do an awesome job sucking, making the dick feel so good that it couldn't help spilling its load of spooge! Brandon adapted the same state of mind as he picked up the pace of his suck, tightening his lips and sliding his tongue luxuriously along the underbelly, cradling the urethra in a warm bed of soothing spit!
Dean Ervin groaned as he pressed more of his crotch against the wall, giving the student ample excess to his hard wood as Brandon Waters fought to swallow the 7.5" gift, using everything he learned from the masters to go deep, long and smooth!
On one side of the wall a celebration was had as frat members and alumni cheered and chanted praise for all their years of success, on the other side of the wall was silent slurping as the wet sound of lips sucking along the shafts of rock hard penises filled the backroom! Drool dribbled down the chins of pledges as they sucked for positions in the house, feeding like a frenzy of hungry animals!
Morgan was the first to show signs of orgasm as he placed his hands gently against the wall and started humping into the hole, thrusting his dick in and out of the mouth sucking him!
"Oh yes...! Yes! So good! Good mouth! Good head!" he muttered, fucking back and forth! Brett smiled broadly, knowing his party was a success, insuring his legacy as valued frat president!
Omar bobbed his head faster as the older man thrust into his mouth, jamming his dick further into the back of his mouth until his dickhead was ramming into his throat muscles! Omar titled his head and fought forward, stabbing his mouth down on the dick length, twisting his face in painful expression as the dick started jabbing into his throat, piercing the entrance!
"Oh..." gasped Morgan, feeling his dick plunge into nothing my neck as Omar's throat collapsed and clamped down around his prick! "...oh yeah...! Deep throat that mother fucker..." he moaned, pulling back and plunging in again! "...eat that dick! Eat it!" he exclaimed, just as his dick exploded a geyser of hot molten cum directly down the boy's throat! "AARRRRRHHHHHHHHH...!!!" screamed the banker, losing his load as Omar started to choke, the copious load clotting his throat and making it difficult to breathe!
"Oh yeah..." moaned Morgan as his dick continued to shoot, flooding the boy's mouth as spillage drooled out about the corners of the boy's loose lips!
Meanwhile Brandon was working overtime to get Dean Ervin off, using his hand and mouth to milk the hard shaft as he swiftly moved back and forth! Dean Ervin stood perfectly still against the wall that his dick was plunged through, the pulsating shaft throbbing sorely in the dick sucker's fist as he stroked furiously on his crank! Ervin rested his forehead against the wall as he concentrated on firing his load, canceling out everything else happening around him as he focused solely on the mouth and fist bringing him ever closer to climax!
Brandon could feel the dick in his stroking hand growing stiffer and harder as he sucked! He knew it was only a matter of time before the dick erupted hot cream all over him! He opted taking it in his mouth [like Omar had], knowing it would make brownie points with the frat masters if he took the alumni's load! He was still contemplating the idea in his mind when he heard the man suddenly groan, then felt his dick pulsating in his fist! He pulled off at the last second [suddenly scared to let the stranger blow in his mouth] as streamers of hot cum erupted from the flaring head and shot all over his surprised face!
"ARRHHHH...! ARRHHH...! ARRHHHH...! ARRHHHH...!" gasped the Dean as his dick was milked, slowly pulling back to tuck his prick back in his slacks!
"Good job...!" grinned the alumni member, giddy as a school boy! "GOOD party!"
Brett and his top men beamed brightly, as the other pledges managed to get the other alumni off as well [some quicker than others], garnering further appreciation from their frat masters [who rewarded the boys later by allowing the pledges to finish THEM as well]!
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