I totally hear the critics and get them, but eh, this is a work of fiction. I'm not trying to send any message here or represent an entire community. 
My First Year in College
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Good answer.I totally hear the critics and get them, but eh, this is a work of fiction. I'm not trying to send any message here or represent an entire community.
When is the next chapter coming out here?I totally hear the critics and get them, but eh, this is a work of fiction. I'm not trying to send any message here or represent an entire community.
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My First Year in College
Chapter 13: Sofia and Anna
I did not have time to process what had happened on the last day of the first semester that I was already back at my Parents' dinner table in a home warmly decorated for Christmas.
We had slightly more than 2 weeks off before going back to class and I thought I may use this time to -- finally - get myself together. I had just had sex for the first time. With one of my college's professor. Nobody besides him knew I was gay. Except for my brother but I had never actually come out to him...
I was a mess.
And what about Austin? My roommate. My best friend. My jerk-off buddy. My obsession. He had just broken up with Ashley. He would be back in our shared dorm-room in a couple of weeks. Maybe it was time for me to come out to him. But would he let me touch his dick again once he knew? Would he ask to switch room?
"I asked you a question Ty? Hello?" My dad was frowning at me. Annoyed.
"Sorry dad, I just got lost in my thoughts. You were saying?"
"Ryan and Mallory will be there for Christmas, then Mallory will go spend some time with her family but your brother will stay with us for a few more days. Do you think we could organize something for New Year's Eve, you'd like to invite anyone? Friends from home or even friends from college if they can make the trip?"
"Yes... Maybe..." I was not too sure if this was a good idea.
"Wow, always nice to show some enthusiasm when you parents offer to organize a big party..." My mom was not very fond of what she considered to be my ungrateful attitude. To be frank, I was not fond of her attitude either. I was young. And stupid.
There were some perks being back home. At my parents' house, I had a bedroom for myself and after 4 months of sharing a room, I could finally jerk off in peace. Although, I did not have Austin to provide me with masturbation material. Hence, I had to turn to porn, once again.
No need to pretend I was watching straight porn when I was alone, I could look for a good old raunchy gay porn. First thing that came was called: "My boyfriend is a foot freak: keep on sniffing!" I smiled to myself. They almost got it right. It should have been called: "My brother is a foot freak: keep on DMing."
I got hard.
In my bedroom, I could check my brother secret Instagram profile more easily. RAMSOM_PL had now 586 followers and 276 posts available. He had not changed his profile picture; he was still unrecognizable.
![1.png]( "1.png")
If only I could send him a request to follow, I could check his sexy pictures... The few minutes I had spent on his page were ones of the most exciting of my life. To be fair, Ryan was also sleeping next to me at that exact time, his hard dick poking out from his pajamas, but still, I was certain I would thoroughly enjoy to scroll through his posts.
I was supposed to get myself together, not leaning in my worst perv instincts, especially when they were about my big brother.
Although, if I really wanted too, there was a way I could send him a request to follow.
I had nothing to do but playing video games all day, sometimes alone, sometimes online with Austin. We were both fairly good at Call of Duty. Hence, I had time to find another hobby to fill my two weeks of holidays.
Once the idea had formed into my brain, it was already too late. To be frank, I think the idea had formed a long time ago, the night I found out about Ryan's alternative Instagram. I just never dared to really stop and think about it. I was rarely by myself when I was always surrounded on campus anyway. But here...
I was battling with myself. I did have a resolution. I wanted to set myself back on track. The goal was to finally have the courage to come out as gay and to find myself a real boyfriend, not a psycho College professor, not a straight roommate, and even less so, my own brother...
Resolutions...
Those are the type of things we take for new year. Right?
I had 10 more days before that...
What if I indulged in my filthy fantasies? For the last time. Then, I could start 2022 right. I would have gotten it out of my system.
But since it would be the last time I would fantasize about my brother or a straight guy. I figured that had to do it right. I had to go full in. A last hurrah!
The next part of the story is probably the part I am the most ashamed of, but because I fully trust you my dear reader and because I hope you can learn from my mistakes. I will tell it all.
For the next couple of days, I spent most of my time creating the perfect fake Instagram account. Catfishing is a full-time job and it was made for an obsessive geeky guy like me.
First, I needed to find the perfect girl.
That did not mean the hottest girl of the world. She needed to be hot but my brother would accept my request only if my profile looked real. I needed to have tons of photos, and they had to look genuine... I thought, maybe I should also send X-rated stuff in RAMSOM_PL's DMs... I needed both soft pictures to make the profile believable and hardcore stuff to get Ryan horny. Of course, I also needed feet stuff, no doubt it was his thing.
I searched "feet girls", "sexy feet women", "girls show feet" and I stumbled into a world I never knew existed. Thousands and thousands of girls were showing off for even more guys to enjoy. The feet community online was real and vibrant.
However, I was afraid that my brother would already know some of the most popular "feet" girls. After hours of research, I ended up on a Russian girl's Onlyfans, she did not have much following but had 1.340 posts on her page. I subscribed.
I had found the perfect girl.
Her posts did not have more than 10 or 15 likes each but she had been sharing multiple selfies and videos of her, a high number featuring her feet, every day for the past couple of years. She had an Instagram already but RAMSOM_PL was not among her followers. She barely used it and had only 300 followers. The chances thar my brother would recognize her were very slim.
Her name was Sofia, well, at least her "Onlyfans name" was Sofia, but I would call her Anna.
Once I had the girl, the next step was to create the Instagram profile: "Anna_X9".
Thanks to some knowledge in social media and good tips I gathered on specialized forums, I found a way to post pictures on the Instagram feed which would be dated from several years/months apart so the profile would not seem too new.
I took photos of Sofia, and uploaded them at different period of times. It looked real as fuck.
Only problem was: Anna had 0 follower and 0 like. This was the next step in my catfishing journey.
I started to follow hundreds of guys, who gave me follow back and liked my pictures. A lot of horny guys out-there. I was not fooling the smart ones but enough guys started to like my stuff to make the profile credible. Damn, when it came to get some following, girls had it way easier than guys on social media back in 2021.
I did not need thousands of subscribers, just enough so we could think that my Instagram had been active for a couple of years.
On the third day of my plan, I was "Anna_X9", I had 234 subscribers, I followed 78 persons, both women and guys to make it real, and my bio was saying: "Moscow Girl at heart. Dance like nobody is watching <3".
![2.png]( "2.png")
I know right? I was good! Not as good as I thought though... But more on that later.
We had arrived to the finale step: the day before Christmas eve, I sent my request to "RAMSOM_PL" and waited.
And waited.
And...
Nothing.
I was checking every hour to see if RANSOM_PL had accepted my request but nothing. My DMs were full with guys trying to hit on me, but my big brother was not one of them.
Jaded, that night, I jerked off to complete strangers sending Anna_X9 dick pics in her DMs. Straight guys are not really good with dick selfies, I can tell you that much, but it gave me a bit of practice for entertaining guys with Anna/Sofia's profile. It worked well.
I did cum right in my mouth so the night was not a total waste of time.
The next day, Mallory and Ryan arrived at the house. Despite my creepy behavior - that I was telling myself I would correct for the new year - I was actually happy to see them and spend time with my brother.
Through the cold weather, we found an indoor court and played some tennis before attending the Christmas dinner. Checking him getting undressed before and after the match, I felt a bit guilty of what I was doing. Such a nice big uncut dick though.
I know, I should have felt guiltier.
During Christmas dinners, questions about a potential girlfriend seem to be more pressing every year and now with college, I was cornered at every turn. I ended up saying to one of my aunts: "I'm seeing a girl... Her name is Sofia but this is nothing serious yet..." It was the first name that came to my mind.
My brother scrutinized me. He did not say anything.
Before going to sleep, I checked again. My request was still pending. It felt weird now that my brother was here, sleeping in the other room with her girlfriend. I almost cancelled the whole thing.
The next day was spent eating some more and exchanging gifts. There was a box with a weird packaging under the tree, waiting for me. The gift was poorly wrapped and we could barely read my name on it. I looked at my family, puzzled.
"This one came in the mail box a couple days ago", said my mom "We don't know where it's from." She seemed as curious as I was.
I opened it. It was a replica of a bronze sphere, representing a planet outside of our solar system. I recognized it right away: Zyrox, the planet where Garuto was born. A little paper said: "Thanks for getting me the latest edition. Your fave roommate."
I was so moved; I could have cried.
My mom read the paper to everyone and they all seem pleased I was getting along so well with my roommate.
Ryan was scanning me, smiling. He thought we were boyfriends for sure.
Sadly, he was wrong.
I called Austin thanking him a lot, embarrassed that I did not give him anything. He said that I was saving his holidays with our Call of Duty online gaming and that it was the only thing keeping him from thinking about Ashley. I proposed that he joins us for New Year's Eve and he actually said yes. I was over the Moon.
That night, I did not think about Anna or Sofia, I thought about Austin and I. I had feelings for him. Not just lust. Actual feelings. My stomach hurt.
On the 26th, Mallory left to spend some time with her family and Ryan stood behind.
A few hours later as I was about to get to bed, I heard my phone vibrating. RANSOM_PL had finally accepted the request. Of course, Mallory was away, now Ryan could play.
My heart started pounded fast.
I finally had access to my brother secret profile. My dick got hard instantly. I received a text from Austin: "up for a late-night game?". "Sorry, not tonight, I'm spending time with my brother." I replied.
At least, I did not lie.
I got myself naked, lied on my bed and I started to go through the pictures of my brother. 276 posts of Ryan showing off. I went back to his very first pictures from 3 years ago, I wanted to appreciate the moment and make it last. Starting from the first posts, I could see him slowly getting more daring in his content throughout the years.
The first picture was just him shirtless. 20 years old Ryan was a bit less muscular and a bit less hairy. He was already very athletic and very hot though. Second picture, he had a grey tank top on, I knew this photo actually as he put it on his real Instagram as well. Third picture was in the same tank top but a detail caught my attention, his bare feet were casually lying on the coffee table in front of him.
This may have look innocent but knowing what I knew, I was convinced he was purposely showing off his manly feet.
Things got steamier about 50 posts later when he stopped pretending to sometimes wear clothes and was shirtless on every single pic. On his 65th post, he was wearing only black boxer briefs. His bulge was showing. This is when I actually started to jerk off.
![30.png]( "30.png")
Again, I am not proud to admit it but I zoomed in on his crotch and beat off my dick to that picture for long minutes. I could have cummed already but I wanted to go through the whole page. 211 posts to go.
The following posts were all in the same black briefs. Some were shot from behind, showing off his bubble butt through the fabric, it was from two years ago and his ass had gotten thicker since then. The 71th post was the most sexual yet: he was in the same underwear, but was flexing his muscles, his tongue out, in sort of a provocative way, his V line proudly exposed. He was wearing his underwear so low, there was no mistake it was on purpose.
The post after this one, he was showing off his feet wearing even tighter blue boxers. My brother's toes were now in the forefront of the picture as he was lying down on his bed.
I jerked off harder. He was purposely flaunting his body. He wanted his audience to get aroused. It was working!
After some pics in underwear - I particularly loved his white Calvin Klein's, as they made me think about Austin, he tried something new: Speedos. I had already seen my brother at competition or in the pool, but I had never seen him wear those speedos. They were grey, almost silver, very tight, too tight for his big dick and butt. He knew it. He wanted it this way.
He was practically naked on his 106th post, as naked as Instagram would allow (fuck their community guidelines), except for these very thin speedos covering his junk while exposing a clearly visible penis line and big balls. His body was now more athletic. More developed.
![31.png]( "31.png")
I zoomed in on his barely hidden penis and this time, I had to put down my phone and take a breath so I would not cum. I thought about Ryan, who was sleeping in the room next to me. Probably naked. This was not helping me calm down.
After a few minutes, I went back on the page. Post 111, post 123, post 145... Maybe he could not get any filthier on his Instagram. Various speedos. Various angles showing off his muscles, his feet. His wet body. Switching positions. But nothing more than a barely naked Instagram Model. Don't get me wrong, I was still very much appreciating the show.
Post 153: that was interesting. He was wearing only a towel, his right arm behind his head. His body looked more like the one I got to see recently, more chiseled, more athletic, showing off a lot of hair under his armpits, around his nipples... His pubes were visible, just a little bit, but still, right above his towel which he was wearing low.
Post 154: Same towel but view from behind... I could see his ass-crack now. It was shaved. I preferred it with a little bit of hair but I appreciated the time he took to prepare himself for this picture.
I had to put my phone down once again. I was edging.
Post 185: He was actually touching his feet. A dirty look on his face. He looked like an actual Pornstar, the perfect fit for Anna/Sofia. Or dare I say... the perfect feet!
Getting access to his dirty secrets, to his filthy side was more arousing than I could tell. Seeing him flaunting his huge biceps. On some pics, it seemed like he was about to lick them. What a whore I thought!
Post 187: He had both of his hands behind his head, wearing some black speedos, his body fully wet out of the pool. His hairy thighs looking stronger than ever. His abs pearling with water. The comments under the post were insane, those girls were drooling over this wet God. I was too.
Post 201 almost got me cumming. He was naked! Completely naked. Kind of an artsy shoot.
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I was wondering if he was playing alone with his phone or if he had help taking the picture. Probably not Mallory. Was he seeing someone? Or maybe a male photographer offered him some guidance? I would have taken the job. Shot from behind, he was standing up in the middle of his living room in Perv City. This photo was more recent. His ass looked spectacular. Just like when I surprised him naked during my weekend at his place. But here, I could take the time to study every detail of his muscular butt. I could imagine myself spreading it. Licking it. Eating his asshole.
I almost licked my screen...
Following posts featured more underwear, more pits, more muscles, more feet, more speedos... Some towels... Throughout the months my brother had learnt to play with the camera and Instagram's community guidelines, now every angle used was another occasion to show off a specific part of his sculptural body.
The last 10 posts were probably the best ones. Winter got him horny!
He was winking at the camera. He was taking himself in picture from below his crotch. His bulge was most of the time the center piece of his pictures. There was no secret he was trying to get sexual.
Post 275: He was wearing a grey jockstrap. I almost died. He was photographed from the front so I could not see his hairy bare ass but seeing him wearing this. I could not hold myself any longer. His big bulge looked delicious in those. It was like he was about to participate in a gay porn scene. FUCK.
My cum was about to be released when I realized that, damn, he had just posted!
Live from his bedroom. A few feet away from me. A couple minutes ago.
The 277th post featured Ryan, lying naked in his bed, the covers barely hiding his junks, pubic hair partly visible. There was a legend under the post: "Who needs some heat during winter nights?".
I blew my load reading that. I was too excited, I aimed at my eyes unintentionally. I was blind for a few seconds: Karma, I guess.
After collecting my cum and eagerly licking it out of my fingers, I checked my inbox, well Anna's inbox, well Sofia's inbox -- you know what I mean - which was full as usual.
My heart skipped a bit, I had received a message from RAMSOM_PL a couple hours ago, right after he accepted my request. I had not even noticed.
"Hi cutie! Hope you had a nice Christmas!" He wrote, making the first move.
Things were about to escalate. Quickly.
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My First Year in College
Chapter 13: Sofia and Anna
I did not have time to process what had happened on the last day of the first semester that I was already back at my Parents' dinner table in a home warmly decorated for Christmas.
We had slightly more than 2 weeks off before going back to class and I thought I may use this time to -- finally - get myself together. I had just had sex for the first time. With one of my college's professor. Nobody besides him knew I was gay. Except for my brother but I had never actually come out to him...
I was a mess.
And what about Austin? My roommate. My best friend. My jerk-off buddy. My obsession. He had just broken up with Ashley. He would be back in our shared dorm-room in a couple of weeks. Maybe it was time for me to come out to him. But would he let me touch his dick again once he knew? Would he ask to switch room?
"I asked you a question Ty? Hello?" My dad was frowning at me. Annoyed.
"Sorry dad, I just got lost in my thoughts. You were saying?"
"Ryan and Mallory will be there for Christmas, then Mallory will go spend some time with her family but your brother will stay with us for a few more days. Do you think we could organize something for New Year's Eve, you'd like to invite anyone? Friends from home or even friends from college if they can make the trip?"
"Yes... Maybe..." I was not too sure if this was a good idea.
"Wow, always nice to show some enthusiasm when you parents offer to organize a big party..." My mom was not very fond of what she considered to be my ungrateful attitude. To be frank, I was not fond of her attitude either. I was young. And stupid.
There were some perks being back home. At my parents' house, I had a bedroom for myself and after 4 months of sharing a room, I could finally jerk off in peace. Although, I did not have Austin to provide me with masturbation material. Hence, I had to turn to porn, once again.
No need to pretend I was watching straight porn when I was alone, I could look for a good old raunchy gay porn. First thing that came was called: "My boyfriend is a foot freak: keep on sniffing!" I smiled to myself. They almost got it right. It should have been called: "My brother is a foot freak: keep on DMing."
I got hard.
In my bedroom, I could check my brother secret Instagram profile more easily. RAMSOM_PL had now 586 followers and 276 posts available. He had not changed his profile picture; he was still unrecognizable.
If only I could send him a request to follow, I could check his sexy pictures... The few minutes I had spent on his page were ones of the most exciting of my life. To be fair, Ryan was also sleeping next to me at that exact time, his hard dick poking out from his pajamas, but still, I was certain I would thoroughly enjoy to scroll through his posts.
I was supposed to get myself together, not leaning in my worst perv instincts, especially when they were about my big brother.
Although, if I really wanted too, there was a way I could send him a request to follow.
I had nothing to do but playing video games all day, sometimes alone, sometimes online with Austin. We were both fairly good at Call of Duty. Hence, I had time to find another hobby to fill my two weeks of holidays.
Once the idea had formed into my brain, it was already too late. To be frank, I think the idea had formed a long time ago, the night I found out about Ryan's alternative Instagram. I just never dared to really stop and think about it. I was rarely by myself when I was always surrounded on campus anyway. But here...
I was battling with myself. I did have a resolution. I wanted to set myself back on track. The goal was to finally have the courage to come out as gay and to find myself a real boyfriend, not a psycho College professor, not a straight roommate, and even less so, my own brother...
Resolutions...
Those are the type of things we take for new year. Right?
I had 10 more days before that...
What if I indulged in my filthy fantasies? For the last time. Then, I could start 2022 right. I would have gotten it out of my system.
But since it would be the last time I would fantasize about my brother or a straight guy. I figured that had to do it right. I had to go full in. A last hurrah!
The next part of the story is probably the part I am the most ashamed of, but because I fully trust you my dear reader and because I hope you can learn from my mistakes. I will tell it all.
For the next couple of days, I spent most of my time creating the perfect fake Instagram account. Catfishing is a full-time job and it was made for an obsessive geeky guy like me.
First, I needed to find the perfect girl.
That did not mean the hottest girl of the world. She needed to be hot but my brother would accept my request only if my profile looked real. I needed to have tons of photos, and they had to look genuine... I thought, maybe I should also send X-rated stuff in RAMSOM_PL's DMs... I needed both soft pictures to make the profile believable and hardcore stuff to get Ryan horny. Of course, I also needed feet stuff, no doubt it was his thing.
I searched "feet girls", "sexy feet women", "girls show feet" and I stumbled into a world I never knew existed. Thousands and thousands of girls were showing off for even more guys to enjoy. The feet community online was real and vibrant.
However, I was afraid that my brother would already know some of the most popular "feet" girls. After hours of research, I ended up on a Russian girl's Onlyfans, she did not have much following but had 1.340 posts on her page. I subscribed.
I had found the perfect girl.
Her posts did not have more than 10 or 15 likes each but she had been sharing multiple selfies and videos of her, a high number featuring her feet, every day for the past couple of years. She had an Instagram already but RAMSOM_PL was not among her followers. She barely used it and had only 300 followers. The chances thar my brother would recognize her were very slim.
Her name was Sofia, well, at least her "Onlyfans name" was Sofia, but I would call her Anna.
Once I had the girl, the next step was to create the Instagram profile: "Anna_X9".
Thanks to some knowledge in social media and good tips I gathered on specialized forums, I found a way to post pictures on the Instagram feed which would be dated from several years/months apart so the profile would not seem too new.
I took photos of Sofia, and uploaded them at different period of times. It looked real as fuck.
Only problem was: Anna had 0 follower and 0 like. This was the next step in my catfishing journey.
I started to follow hundreds of guys, who gave me follow back and liked my pictures. A lot of horny guys out-there. I was not fooling the smart ones but enough guys started to like my stuff to make the profile credible. Damn, when it came to get some following, girls had it way easier than guys on social media back in 2021.
I did not need thousands of subscribers, just enough so we could think that my Instagram had been active for a couple of years.
On the third day of my plan, I was "Anna_X9", I had 234 subscribers, I followed 78 persons, both women and guys to make it real, and my bio was saying: "Moscow Girl at heart. Dance like nobody is watching <3".
I know right? I was good! Not as good as I thought though... But more on that later.
We had arrived to the finale step: the day before Christmas eve, I sent my request to "RAMSOM_PL" and waited.
And waited.
And...
Nothing.
I was checking every hour to see if RANSOM_PL had accepted my request but nothing. My DMs were full with guys trying to hit on me, but my big brother was not one of them.
Jaded, that night, I jerked off to complete strangers sending Anna_X9 dick pics in her DMs. Straight guys are not really good with dick selfies, I can tell you that much, but it gave me a bit of practice for entertaining guys with Anna/Sofia's profile. It worked well.
I did cum right in my mouth so the night was not a total waste of time.
The next day, Mallory and Ryan arrived at the house. Despite my creepy behavior - that I was telling myself I would correct for the new year - I was actually happy to see them and spend time with my brother.
Through the cold weather, we found an indoor court and played some tennis before attending the Christmas dinner. Checking him getting undressed before and after the match, I felt a bit guilty of what I was doing. Such a nice big uncut dick though.
I know, I should have felt guiltier.
During Christmas dinners, questions about a potential girlfriend seem to be more pressing every year and now with college, I was cornered at every turn. I ended up saying to one of my aunts: "I'm seeing a girl... Her name is Sofia but this is nothing serious yet..." It was the first name that came to my mind.
My brother scrutinized me. He did not say anything.
Before going to sleep, I checked again. My request was still pending. It felt weird now that my brother was here, sleeping in the other room with her girlfriend. I almost cancelled the whole thing.
The next day was spent eating some more and exchanging gifts. There was a box with a weird packaging under the tree, waiting for me. The gift was poorly wrapped and we could barely read my name on it. I looked at my family, puzzled.
"This one came in the mail box a couple days ago", said my mom "We don't know where it's from." She seemed as curious as I was.
I opened it. It was a replica of a bronze sphere, representing a planet outside of our solar system. I recognized it right away: Zyrox, the planet where Garuto was born. A little paper said: "Thanks for getting me the latest edition. Your fave roommate."
I was so moved; I could have cried.
My mom read the paper to everyone and they all seem pleased I was getting along so well with my roommate.
Ryan was scanning me, smiling. He thought we were boyfriends for sure.
Sadly, he was wrong.
I called Austin thanking him a lot, embarrassed that I did not give him anything. He said that I was saving his holidays with our Call of Duty online gaming and that it was the only thing keeping him from thinking about Ashley. I proposed that he joins us for New Year's Eve and he actually said yes. I was over the Moon.
That night, I did not think about Anna or Sofia, I thought about Austin and I. I had feelings for him. Not just lust. Actual feelings. My stomach hurt.
On the 26th, Mallory left to spend some time with her family and Ryan stood behind.
A few hours later as I was about to get to bed, I heard my phone vibrating. RANSOM_PL had finally accepted the request. Of course, Mallory was away, now Ryan could play.
My heart started pounded fast.
I finally had access to my brother secret profile. My dick got hard instantly. I received a text from Austin: "up for a late-night game?". "Sorry, not tonight, I'm spending time with my brother." I replied.
At least, I did not lie.
I got myself naked, lied on my bed and I started to go through the pictures of my brother. 276 posts of Ryan showing off. I went back to his very first pictures from 3 years ago, I wanted to appreciate the moment and make it last. Starting from the first posts, I could see him slowly getting more daring in his content throughout the years.
The first picture was just him shirtless. 20 years old Ryan was a bit less muscular and a bit less hairy. He was already very athletic and very hot though. Second picture, he had a grey tank top on, I knew this photo actually as he put it on his real Instagram as well. Third picture was in the same tank top but a detail caught my attention, his bare feet were casually lying on the coffee table in front of him.
This may have look innocent but knowing what I knew, I was convinced he was purposely showing off his manly feet.
Things got steamier about 50 posts later when he stopped pretending to sometimes wear clothes and was shirtless on every single pic. On his 65th post, he was wearing only black boxer briefs. His bulge was showing. This is when I actually started to jerk off.
Again, I am not proud to admit it but I zoomed in on his crotch and beat off my dick to that picture for long minutes. I could have cummed already but I wanted to go through the whole page. 211 posts to go.
The following posts were all in the same black briefs. Some were shot from behind, showing off his bubble butt through the fabric, it was from two years ago and his ass had gotten thicker since then. The 71th post was the most sexual yet: he was in the same underwear, but was flexing his muscles, his tongue out, in sort of a provocative way, his V line proudly exposed. He was wearing his underwear so low, there was no mistake it was on purpose.
The post after this one, he was showing off his feet wearing even tighter blue boxers. My brother's toes were now in the forefront of the picture as he was lying down on his bed.
I jerked off harder. He was purposely flaunting his body. He wanted his audience to get aroused. It was working!
After some pics in underwear - I particularly loved his white Calvin Klein's, as they made me think about Austin, he tried something new: Speedos. I had already seen my brother at competition or in the pool, but I had never seen him wear those speedos. They were grey, almost silver, very tight, too tight for his big dick and butt. He knew it. He wanted it this way.
He was practically naked on his 106th post, as naked as Instagram would allow (fuck their community guidelines), except for these very thin speedos covering his junk while exposing a clearly visible penis line and big balls. His body was now more athletic. More developed.
I zoomed in on his barely hidden penis and this time, I had to put down my phone and take a breath so I would not cum. I thought about Ryan, who was sleeping in the room next to me. Probably naked. This was not helping me calm down.
After a few minutes, I went back on the page. Post 111, post 123, post 145... Maybe he could not get any filthier on his Instagram. Various speedos. Various angles showing off his muscles, his feet. His wet body. Switching positions. But nothing more than a barely naked Instagram Model. Don't get me wrong, I was still very much appreciating the show.
Post 153: that was interesting. He was wearing only a towel, his right arm behind his head. His body looked more like the one I got to see recently, more chiseled, more athletic, showing off a lot of hair under his armpits, around his nipples... His pubes were visible, just a little bit, but still, right above his towel which he was wearing low.
Post 154: Same towel but view from behind... I could see his ass-crack now. It was shaved. I preferred it with a little bit of hair but I appreciated the time he took to prepare himself for this picture.
I had to put my phone down once again. I was edging.
Post 185: He was actually touching his feet. A dirty look on his face. He looked like an actual Pornstar, the perfect fit for Anna/Sofia. Or dare I say... the perfect feet!
Getting access to his dirty secrets, to his filthy side was more arousing than I could tell. Seeing him flaunting his huge biceps. On some pics, it seemed like he was about to lick them. What a whore I thought!
Post 187: He had both of his hands behind his head, wearing some black speedos, his body fully wet out of the pool. His hairy thighs looking stronger than ever. His abs pearling with water. The comments under the post were insane, those girls were drooling over this wet God. I was too.
Post 201 almost got me cumming. He was naked! Completely naked. Kind of an artsy shoot.
I was wondering if he was playing alone with his phone or if he had help taking the picture. Probably not Mallory. Was he seeing someone? Or maybe a male photographer offered him some guidance? I would have taken the job. Shot from behind, he was standing up in the middle of his living room in Perv City. This photo was more recent. His ass looked spectacular. Just like when I surprised him naked during my weekend at his place. But here, I could take the time to study every detail of his muscular butt. I could imagine myself spreading it. Licking it. Eating his asshole.
I almost licked my screen...
Following posts featured more underwear, more pits, more muscles, more feet, more speedos... Some towels... Throughout the months my brother had learnt to play with the camera and Instagram's community guidelines, now every angle used was another occasion to show off a specific part of his sculptural body.
The last 10 posts were probably the best ones. Winter got him horny!
He was winking at the camera. He was taking himself in picture from below his crotch. His bulge was most of the time the center piece of his pictures. There was no secret he was trying to get sexual.
Post 275: He was wearing a grey jockstrap. I almost died. He was photographed from the front so I could not see his hairy bare ass but seeing him wearing this. I could not hold myself any longer. His big bulge looked delicious in those. It was like he was about to participate in a gay porn scene. FUCK.
My cum was about to be released when I realized that, damn, he had just posted!
Live from his bedroom. A few feet away from me. A couple minutes ago.
The 277th post featured Ryan, lying naked in his bed, the covers barely hiding his junks, pubic hair partly visible. There was a legend under the post: "Who needs some heat during winter nights?".
I blew my load reading that. I was too excited, I aimed at my eyes unintentionally. I was blind for a few seconds: Karma, I guess.
After collecting my cum and eagerly licking it out of my fingers, I checked my inbox, well Anna's inbox, well Sofia's inbox -- you know what I mean - which was full as usual.
My heart skipped a bit, I had received a message from RAMSOM_PL a couple hours ago, right after he accepted my request. I had not even noticed.
"Hi cutie! Hope you had a nice Christmas!
" He wrote, making the first move.Things were about to escalate. Quickly.
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My First Year in College
Chapter 14: New year, new me? (PART 1)
I was still sticky from the jerk-off session I had just had going through his Instagram feed when I read my older brother's message.
"Hi cutie! Hope you had a nice Christmas!"
I hesitated for a split second and replied back:
"Hi handsome! I had a very nice Christmas! Did you have fun?"
Only a few seconds later, I received another message:
"I did... Although, I still ended up alone in my bed.."
I understood where my brother was going with that.
"That's a shame" I replied.
I had chosen an interesting word there. A therapist probably would have said that my subconscious was trying to tell me something. "Shame" indeed. I had just cummed and shame was indeed replacing excitement in my heart...
Was I really about to flirt with my big brother sleeping next door?
I thought it through and for once, the reasonable side of my brain won over my penis. I turned off my phone to avoid any temptation and went to bed.
This resolution did not last long though. The next day, I woke up at 10 am with a hard on. As usually, I was horny in my bed.
It looked like my brain would have to wait for the new year to take the wheel because as of now, my dick was about to take back control of the situation.
My brother had replied to me the previous night, only a few minutes after my last message. It was a picture of himself, similar to his latest public post but even more revealing - his pubic hair were now fully visible.
A few words were sent with the photograph: "Yes... a shame indeed that you're not here!"
Another message was sent 3 minutes later: "Are you asleep?"
Poor guy, he was waiting for me, well for Anna_X9, for some playful online adventures and Anna, well I, had stood him up.
I replied with the two eyes emoji and a quick message:
"Wow! Thankfully, I was already asleep when you sent me this message or I could not have slept at all after seeing those abs! Impressive" I inserted a chocolate bar to represent the abs. Clever, I know...
He did not reply.
I found out why a few minutes later when I went downstairs: Ryan was chatting with my father in the kitchen. It was snowy outside and he was already dressed from head to toe. He was less prude when we were back at his place.
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I spent the whole day checking my brother but he did not reply to Anna. I started to play some Call of Duty online with Austin waiting for Ryan to go to bed to hopefully, receive his next message. We were on the 27th, I still had four days left before following through on my resolution and becoming the "new me".
His message came sooner than I was expecting -- from the sounds I could hear, he had not returned to his room right next to mine yet.
"You like my abs?" He wrote. He was direct this time around.
I killed a few more soldiers to help out Austin and quit the game. I needed to enter a more serious battle with my big brother. Austin had to go anyway.
I started to undress, removed my underwear and lied on my bed. A feeling of guilt popped into my mind as I started to touch my dick. Very soon, I would be a whole new man but before that, I could authorize myself some dirty fun. I was not hurting anyone after all.
"I would be lying if I said I did not want to lick those abs..." Do I need to specify that I accompanied this message with 3 tongue emojis?
RAMSOM_PL was already typing. I was getting hard.
"Well, If I ever come to Moscow... Maybe I will make you taste them! But then, I will have to taste you as well". His following message contained the usual fire emojis. We were definitely flirting.
He did not wait for me to respond and sent another picture live. He was in the bathroom this time. Only wearing a towel. Followed instantly by a second picture, focusing on his slightly hairy abs. He was flexing them. The cheeky fucker, flaunting Anna's next meal.
I replied with a sexy selfie of Sofia/Anna I had in my collection, more revealing than what She/I would post on the Instagram profile's feed.
"Why the American men always look so hot?" I responded.
"Why the beautiful Russian girls live so far away?"
I sent another pic, where casually, he could see my feet. I meant Anna/Sofia's feet, you get it. The effect was immediate.
"Love your body!" "Love your feet as well!"
He sent yet another picture of himself; he was still wearing a towel but was now clearly hard underneath. He made sure I could see the very large bulge through the fabric. All I wanted to do was running through the corridor and kneeling at his feet. Sadly, this was impossible, at least, in real life. On the virtual world of Instagram, I could keep on playing.
"I love a sexy man licking me... my neck... my boobs... my feet."
I knew which buttons to push to get him horny and the next picture he sent did not leave any room to the imagination.
"Look at what you do to me!"
He was now naked and fully hard, exposing his huge uncut cock. I started jerking off, now shaking a bit while I was replying.
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"That looks tasty as fuck." I said to my brother.
I sent another picture. This time of Anna/Sofia naked, touching her boobs.
"Can I see the sexy feet of yours?" He requested.
Thankfully, I had anticipated this scenario and I had plenty of "feet" content to choose from. I sent a couple of pictures. He did not reply right away. I thought he might have understood he was being catfished or maybe, he had cum right away. I paid close attention to my surroundings and I could hear the shower running from the bathroom next door.
A few minutes later, I received a video.
My brother was wanking his beautiful dick under the shower, going back and forth on his foreskin with his free hand while the other one was holding his phone. He knew how to do this online sexting right. He did not focus only on his dick, he zoomed in on his abs, his entire chest, his hairy nipples, and then... his lips... Showing off his tongue... Ready for some licking.
I could not believe what he was doing. What I was making him do.
I sent a video as well.
"You are making me horny Ry.." I started to write before realizing my huge mistake. I retyped the message. It was close, I almost sent it and called him Ryan. It would have blown my cover. "You are making me horny RAMSOM! Show me how you will suck my toes."
"I will take some proper good care of your feet babe. I can promise you that."
The other picture was of his tongue coming out of his mouth, dripping with saliva. Then a video, he was licking his own hand, showing me how he could suck a foot... What a naughty bastard! To be fair, I was not one to talk. I was wondering how far he could go now.
I sent a couple more pictures and some raunchy messages.
He sent me another video of himself wanking his big dick. Just like mine, it was leaking a lot. That did run in the family.
"I'm about to cum" He wrote.
I was about to cum as well. I wanted to see more though. I wanted this to last longer. One particular desire was growing on me: I wanted to see his asshole wide open.
I sent another video.
"Fuck me baby. Suck my feet and fuck me!" I wrote. Anna was getting proper filthy.
I started to type a message about his ass when I heard the shower stop running and I received another video. My last video of that night.
My big brother was cumming under the shower, his thick cum splashing on the grey wall and sliding down. Watching this made me cum at the same time.
"Thanks for this, babe. Hope we can talk soon... and play some more!" He wrote.
I heard him getting back in his room.
"Sure... It was great for me also. Cannot wait!"
Just after I sent this message, I put some underwear on and ran to the bathroom, straight to the shower. I could no longer see his cum on the grey wall but I licked it anyway, I knew it had been there a few seconds ago. I licked the wall until I could convince myself I had felt a taste of his cum. I could be so naughty at times.
The next day was not much different.
I spent the morning with my brother in real life, playing games (no sexual game, I should specify), the afternoon online with Austin, and during the evening, once we were both alone in our room, my brother and I jerked off together. Well, I jerked off with him and he jerked off with "Anna".
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Things were getting raunchier. After a couple pictures and videos of his hard dick, he started to show off his feet so I could lick them too. At this point, I knew what I wanted. I had been thinking about this all day.
"I want to lick all of you: your abs, your cock, your balls, your feet, your ass."
He understood the message.
On the next picture I received, my brother was spreading his hairy ass-cheeks for me while flaunting his feet. His pink asshole looked delicious. I needed it. I wanted to dive in it. "Sit on me!" I wrote. He sent another picture from another angle. His asshole closer to the camera, closer to my face, closer to my mouth. Shit, my jizz came out of the dick without being able to control it.
But I knew he was not done. And I was not done either.
As we continued to send videos back and forth, my dick got hard again and I was preparing myself for another cum.
"Do you think you could take my whole two feet in your big mouth my American boy?" I asked. Drunk in excitement and power.
He replied again with a video. Deep-throating his own hand! For the opportunity of receiving one or two additional videos from "Anna", my brother was apparently willing to do anything, including sucking off his fingers and take his whole hand in his mouth. I cummed for the second time watching that. I was considerate though, I made sure to send him a few more messages and videos to make him cum as well before leaving. He did.
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My First Year in College
Chapter 14: New year, new me? (PART 1)
I was still sticky from the jerk-off session I had just had going through his Instagram feed when I read my older brother's message.
"Hi cutie! Hope you had a nice Christmas!
"I hesitated for a split second and replied back:
"Hi handsome! I had a very nice Christmas! Did you have fun?"
Only a few seconds later, I received another message:
"I did... Although, I still ended up alone in my bed.."
I understood where my brother was going with that.
"That's a shame
" I replied.I had chosen an interesting word there. A therapist probably would have said that my subconscious was trying to tell me something. "Shame" indeed. I had just cummed and shame was indeed replacing excitement in my heart...
Was I really about to flirt with my big brother sleeping next door?
I thought it through and for once, the reasonable side of my brain won over my penis. I turned off my phone to avoid any temptation and went to bed.
This resolution did not last long though. The next day, I woke up at 10 am with a hard on. As usually, I was horny in my bed.
It looked like my brain would have to wait for the new year to take the wheel because as of now, my dick was about to take back control of the situation.
My brother had replied to me the previous night, only a few minutes after my last message. It was a picture of himself, similar to his latest public post but even more revealing - his pubic hair were now fully visible.
A few words were sent with the photograph: "Yes... a shame indeed that you're not here!"
Another message was sent 3 minutes later: "Are you asleep?"
Poor guy, he was waiting for me, well for Anna_X9, for some playful online adventures and Anna, well I, had stood him up.
I replied with the two eyes emoji and a quick message:
"Wow! Thankfully, I was already asleep when you sent me this message or I could not have slept at all after seeing those abs! Impressive" I inserted a chocolate bar to represent the abs. Clever, I know...
He did not reply.
I found out why a few minutes later when I went downstairs: Ryan was chatting with my father in the kitchen. It was snowy outside and he was already dressed from head to toe. He was less prude when we were back at his place.
I spent the whole day checking my brother but he did not reply to Anna. I started to play some Call of Duty online with Austin waiting for Ryan to go to bed to hopefully, receive his next message. We were on the 27th, I still had four days left before following through on my resolution and becoming the "new me".
His message came sooner than I was expecting -- from the sounds I could hear, he had not returned to his room right next to mine yet.
"You like my abs?" He wrote. He was direct this time around.
I killed a few more soldiers to help out Austin and quit the game. I needed to enter a more serious battle with my big brother. Austin had to go anyway.
I started to undress, removed my underwear and lied on my bed. A feeling of guilt popped into my mind as I started to touch my dick. Very soon, I would be a whole new man but before that, I could authorize myself some dirty fun. I was not hurting anyone after all.
"I would be lying if I said I did not want to lick those abs..." Do I need to specify that I accompanied this message with 3 tongue emojis?
RAMSOM_PL was already typing. I was getting hard.
"Well, If I ever come to Moscow... Maybe I will make you taste them! But then, I will have to taste you as well". His following message contained the usual fire emojis. We were definitely flirting.
He did not wait for me to respond and sent another picture live. He was in the bathroom this time. Only wearing a towel. Followed instantly by a second picture, focusing on his slightly hairy abs. He was flexing them. The cheeky fucker, flaunting Anna's next meal.
I replied with a sexy selfie of Sofia/Anna I had in my collection, more revealing than what She/I would post on the Instagram profile's feed.
"Why the American men always look so hot?" I responded.
"Why the beautiful Russian girls live so far away?
"I sent another pic, where casually, he could see my feet. I meant Anna/Sofia's feet, you get it. The effect was immediate.
"Love your body!" "Love your feet as well!"
He sent yet another picture of himself; he was still wearing a towel but was now clearly hard underneath. He made sure I could see the very large bulge through the fabric. All I wanted to do was running through the corridor and kneeling at his feet. Sadly, this was impossible, at least, in real life. On the virtual world of Instagram, I could keep on playing.
"I love a sexy man licking me... my neck... my boobs... my feet."
I knew which buttons to push to get him horny and the next picture he sent did not leave any room to the imagination.
"Look at what you do to me!"
He was now naked and fully hard, exposing his huge uncut cock. I started jerking off, now shaking a bit while I was replying.
"That looks tasty as fuck." I said to my brother.
I sent another picture. This time of Anna/Sofia naked, touching her boobs.
"Can I see the sexy feet of yours?" He requested.
Thankfully, I had anticipated this scenario and I had plenty of "feet" content to choose from. I sent a couple of pictures. He did not reply right away. I thought he might have understood he was being catfished or maybe, he had cum right away. I paid close attention to my surroundings and I could hear the shower running from the bathroom next door.
A few minutes later, I received a video.
My brother was wanking his beautiful dick under the shower, going back and forth on his foreskin with his free hand while the other one was holding his phone. He knew how to do this online sexting right. He did not focus only on his dick, he zoomed in on his abs, his entire chest, his hairy nipples, and then... his lips... Showing off his tongue... Ready for some licking.
I could not believe what he was doing. What I was making him do.
I sent a video as well.
"You are making me horny Ry.." I started to write before realizing my huge mistake. I retyped the message. It was close, I almost sent it and called him Ryan. It would have blown my cover. "You are making me horny RAMSOM! Show me how you will suck my toes."
"I will take some proper good care of your feet babe. I can promise you that."
The other picture was of his tongue coming out of his mouth, dripping with saliva. Then a video, he was licking his own hand, showing me how he could suck a foot... What a naughty bastard! To be fair, I was not one to talk. I was wondering how far he could go now.
I sent a couple more pictures and some raunchy messages.
He sent me another video of himself wanking his big dick. Just like mine, it was leaking a lot. That did run in the family.
"I'm about to cum" He wrote.
I was about to cum as well. I wanted to see more though. I wanted this to last longer. One particular desire was growing on me: I wanted to see his asshole wide open.
I sent another video.
"Fuck me baby. Suck my feet and fuck me!" I wrote. Anna was getting proper filthy.
I started to type a message about his ass when I heard the shower stop running and I received another video. My last video of that night.
My big brother was cumming under the shower, his thick cum splashing on the grey wall and sliding down. Watching this made me cum at the same time.
"Thanks for this, babe. Hope we can talk soon... and play some more!" He wrote.
I heard him getting back in his room.
"Sure... It was great for me also. Cannot wait!"
Just after I sent this message, I put some underwear on and ran to the bathroom, straight to the shower. I could no longer see his cum on the grey wall but I licked it anyway, I knew it had been there a few seconds ago. I licked the wall until I could convince myself I had felt a taste of his cum. I could be so naughty at times.
The next day was not much different.
I spent the morning with my brother in real life, playing games (no sexual game, I should specify), the afternoon online with Austin, and during the evening, once we were both alone in our room, my brother and I jerked off together. Well, I jerked off with him and he jerked off with "Anna".
Things were getting raunchier. After a couple pictures and videos of his hard dick, he started to show off his feet so I could lick them too. At this point, I knew what I wanted. I had been thinking about this all day.
"I want to lick all of you: your abs, your cock, your balls, your feet, your ass."
He understood the message.
On the next picture I received, my brother was spreading his hairy ass-cheeks for me while flaunting his feet. His pink asshole looked delicious. I needed it. I wanted to dive in it. "Sit on me!" I wrote. He sent another picture from another angle. His asshole closer to the camera, closer to my face, closer to my mouth. Shit, my jizz came out of the dick without being able to control it.
But I knew he was not done. And I was not done either.
As we continued to send videos back and forth, my dick got hard again and I was preparing myself for another cum.
"Do you think you could take my whole two feet in your big mouth my American boy?" I asked. Drunk in excitement and power.
He replied again with a video. Deep-throating his own hand! For the opportunity of receiving one or two additional videos from "Anna", my brother was apparently willing to do anything, including sucking off his fingers and take his whole hand in his mouth. I cummed for the second time watching that. I was considerate though, I made sure to send him a few more messages and videos to make him cum as well before leaving. He did.
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My First Year in College
Chapter 14: New year, new me? (PART 2)
I missed on the opportunity to ask him to lick his own semen. Probably, it would have been too much anyway. Maybe next time? I smiled at that thought.
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On December 29th, 2021, my nightly wanking session to come with my brother was the only thing in my mind. Thinking back, I was careless. He could have seen the Instagram profile on my phone. He could have noticed he only received messages of Anna when I was alone in my room or in the bathroom. Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, I said things close to revealing I was a guy like: "I'm going to explode". But he did not seem to notice anything.
When the evening came, I approached him more boldly and sent him a picture of Anna licking her own feet. He did not respond; I sent a second one with a text: "Up for some naughty fun? I'm horny." He saw the message but did not reply.
I was disappointed. Was it all over? So soon? Full of regrets already, I thought that I should have asked him to go further when I had the chance. Did he find another girl? Did he have doubt that I was a catfish? Was it because of Mallory? After all, he was also doing something forbidden, nobody knew he was sending nudes and videos of his feet (and more) to other girls... Maybe last night, he had felt guilty too?
The next morning, I had a message from RAMSOM_PL: "Sorry babe, I could not play yesterday... And starting from tomorrow, I may be less available for a little while. Would you be free tonight?"
The message was both reassuring, his absence did not seem to have anything to do with Anna, and frustrating, this little game would be over soon.
I did not know what had prevented Ryan from sexting the night before but I knew that Mallory would come back for New Year's Eve and then, she would return to Perv City with him. The evening to come was therefore my last chance to play with my brother.
He was the one writing to me first at 10pm: "Up?"
"Up and fucking horny." I replied. Go big or go home, I thought.
"Me too." He said, with a picture of his hard dick proving his point. Apparently, he was in the same mood as I was.
"Nice..." A pussy selfie went with my comment. "RAMSOM, I am caressing myself on the picture of you where you wear a jockstrap, is that ok?"
"More than OK. I encourage it!" He sent me a video of him, going back and forth on his uncut cock, his leaking head coming in and coming out from his foreskin.
It was weird how much his dick looked like mine, just a bit bigger.
"Could you wear it now?" I dared to say. "?" He replied. "The jockstrap." I specified.
I waited for his reply. I was anxious. Had I gone too far? I had so much plans for that night.
"Wait a minute." He wrote.
I heard some noise in the corridor. He was moving from his bedroom to the bathroom. Normally, nobody would enter our bedrooms without asking first but there was no lock on our doors. I knew, and he knew, that in the bathroom, he was perfectly safe from any outside intrusion.
He sent me a picture a few minutes later. He was wearing the grey jockstraps, flexing his muscles near the toilets. Why did my brother think It was appropriate clothes to bring for his few days back in the family home? I had no idea. But I was not complaining.
"What do you want me to do babe?" He asked.
This was all the push I needed to go further. So, he liked to be submissive. I guess this was not uncommon for guys into licking and worshiping women's feet.
"Spread that ass for your girl." I wrote. I was jerking off hard but I did not want to cum. I wanted to appreciate this moment for as long as possible. Ryan had given me a lot of power and I intended to use it.
My big brother obeyed.
In the next video, his phone was on the floor, and from this angle, above the camera, he was spreading his cheeks as wide as he could with his two hands, still wearing his jockstrap. He squatted several times towards the phone. Nasty fucker. I loved it. I wanted to drown in that asshole. I wanted to rim him like I did to Professor Fletcher. I would spit in it. Choke in it. Fuck, I would eat that ass so much better than I did to Fletcher! My brother deserved it more.
I wrote him exactly that, except for the part regarding Professor Fletcher. My filthy talk encouraged him even more.
In the next video, he was whispering. Not cumming at this point was more difficult than ever: "Anna, you want to lick my dirty ass. I want to lick yours too. Show me more of your feet, I want to be your dirty boy."
This was unreal. But my brother was saying those words. To me. He just did not know I was me.
He was leaking with tons of precum. I ate mine. I knew what he had to do next.
"Suck your precum boy!" I wrote.
Again, he obeyed. He sucked his fingers almost as if they were a delicious big cock. I could not believe it, the way he was going at it. My brother was not a dominant daddy, he was a slut! We were not that different after all!
"Can I finger my ass?" he asked.
Reading these words on my screen was more exciting than any porn I could have watched. Some cum actually came out of my dick but I tried to contain my orgasm. I was shaking while I typed the two letters:
"DO."
He did, using his precum as lube, he showed me how deep he could get one, and then two fingers up his hairy asshole. His ass was tight, it looked not perfectly clean, but that did not stop him.
"Put something larger in it." I commanded. I did not feel guilty anymore. He was the one asking for it. He was the one requesting it!
He showed me a toothbrush. MY toothbrush! HE WOULD NOT DARE?!
"Not that big, but good enough." I replied.
And just like that, he started to send me multiple videos of himself fucking his ass with my own toothbrush. The emotions that I felt while he was sliding the tool deeper and deeper in his ass are undefinable. He was moaning. Following his example, I started fingering myself too, searching for my prostate.
He sent another video: he was cumming all over the bahtroom's floor. "Could not help it" he wrote. He was too excited.
This time, I asked.
"NOW LICK THE FLOOR." I wrote, all caps. "EAT THAT CUM!"
He did. He fucking did! I jizzed one of my biggest loads ever watching his tongue clean up the dirty floor. The wall behind me was covered with cum, my face and my sheets too. I was shaking. My brother was proudly showing me his mouth wide open, full of his own sperm.
A few minutes later, I heard him coming back to his room. Just like a few nights before, I went straight to the bathroom. The cum was cleaned up now but I had another idea in mind. I suddenly felt like brushing my teeth. I started sucking on my own toothbrush so I could smell and eat my brother's asshole. It was deep in his anus just minutes ago. That thought only was enough to get me going. My brother did not even care enough to wash it. Maybe, it was a sick game of his. He wanted to me to use it afterwards. But I was a bigger pervert than my brother!
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I jerked off again, watching back the videos of my brother fucking himself with my toothbrush while I was now deepthroating this surprising dildo. I cummed on the floor, exactly where he did, and my dick was starting to hurt.
As always, shame got to me when I went back in my room, That night though, I tried to reassure myself. The next day would be December 31th, at midnight we would be celebrating New Year's Eve so this, this was my last moment of perversion before "New Year, New Me".
As planned, the next day, Mallory came back, as well as Austin who arrived a few hours later and met my brother and the rest of my family for the very first time. It was like seeing two worlds collide and I did have a weird feeling in my stomach when Ryan and Austin hugged to say hello.
They were both so handsome. A perfect match. If my days of being a dirty creep were not behind me, I would have imagined myself between this beautiful sandwich. Sucking one while getting fucked by the other.
We had fun preparing the New Year's party together. When Ryan realized Austin was perfectly straight and we were just friends, he seemed puzzled. I'm sure he thought we were a couple until then.
My heart skipped a beat when Mallory asked to Austin: "So; can you tell me more about that Sofia girl?"
I did not understand at first, but then I remembered the lie I told during Christmas' dinner. Shit. My story would not add up as Austin of course would say, and did say,:
"Who?"
"Ty's girlfriend?" Said Ryan, interrogative.
"Oh!" Austin seemed to understand. "I did even know her name was Sofia!" He then spoke directly to me: "And you share her name with your family and not with me!" In his tone, he pretended to be pissed but Austin was actually smiling.
Again, I did not get what was going on until I remembered... On the last day of the semester, after my encounter with Professor Fletcher, I did say to Austin I was no longer a virgin and that I had just fucked a girl. In a sense, he knew that I was "seeing someone". He probably thought this person was the "Sofia" girl Mallory was referring to.
"Austin, if we connect our data, maybe we will learn more about this mystery girlfriend!" Said my brother.
"Hmmm, maybe, but those additional info are bound by roommate secrecy", Austin replied, winking at me.
In a weird way, that conversation made the possibility of me having an actual girlfriend more believable for my family and for Austin.
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The New Year's Eve party was a success and everyone ended up pretty drunk. I was careful though: Austin and I were supposed to share the same bed and I wanted to be in full control of myself when that time would come. I knew too well the difficulties I had to control my urges and I was pretty sure it would be even worse if I were drunk.
We went to bed around 4am. At this point, Austin was barely able to walk. I had never seen him like that. With Ryan, we hid him from our parents and helped him go upstairs. In our bedroom, he literally passed out on his stomach lying horizontally across the bed.
"Well. He is out." Ryan declared smiling, fairly drunk himself. "Night' Ty". He went to his own bedroom to find Mallory who had gone to bed earlier.
Here I was. At 4:30 am. We were officially in 2022. My straight roommate was passed out in my bed. His bubble butt poking out through his jeans. I wanted to go to sleep but his strong body was blocking me.
No more excuses to fool around, we were in 2022 and I had a resolution. New Year, New Me had started! No more excuse to creep around straight guys!
But maybe, just maybe, I could have one last moment of fun before coming out and changing the dynamic of my relationship with Austin forever?
Austin could not sleep in those jeans anyway... Maybe it was only the right thing to do to take them off?
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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My First Year in College
Chapter 14: New year, new me? (PART 2)
I missed on the opportunity to ask him to lick his own semen. Probably, it would have been too much anyway. Maybe next time? I smiled at that thought.
On December 29th, 2021, my nightly wanking session to come with my brother was the only thing in my mind. Thinking back, I was careless. He could have seen the Instagram profile on my phone. He could have noticed he only received messages of Anna when I was alone in my room or in the bathroom. Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, I said things close to revealing I was a guy like: "I'm going to explode". But he did not seem to notice anything.
When the evening came, I approached him more boldly and sent him a picture of Anna licking her own feet. He did not respond; I sent a second one with a text: "Up for some naughty fun? I'm horny." He saw the message but did not reply.
I was disappointed. Was it all over? So soon? Full of regrets already, I thought that I should have asked him to go further when I had the chance. Did he find another girl? Did he have doubt that I was a catfish? Was it because of Mallory? After all, he was also doing something forbidden, nobody knew he was sending nudes and videos of his feet (and more) to other girls... Maybe last night, he had felt guilty too?
The next morning, I had a message from RAMSOM_PL: "Sorry babe, I could not play yesterday... And starting from tomorrow, I may be less available for a little while. Would you be free tonight?"
The message was both reassuring, his absence did not seem to have anything to do with Anna, and frustrating, this little game would be over soon.
I did not know what had prevented Ryan from sexting the night before but I knew that Mallory would come back for New Year's Eve and then, she would return to Perv City with him. The evening to come was therefore my last chance to play with my brother.
He was the one writing to me first at 10pm: "Up?"
"Up and fucking horny." I replied. Go big or go home, I thought.
"Me too." He said, with a picture of his hard dick proving his point. Apparently, he was in the same mood as I was.
"Nice..." A pussy selfie went with my comment. "RAMSOM, I am caressing myself on the picture of you where you wear a jockstrap, is that ok?"
"More than OK. I encourage it!" He sent me a video of him, going back and forth on his uncut cock, his leaking head coming in and coming out from his foreskin.
It was weird how much his dick looked like mine, just a bit bigger.
"Could you wear it now?" I dared to say. "?" He replied. "The jockstrap." I specified.
I waited for his reply. I was anxious. Had I gone too far? I had so much plans for that night.
"Wait a minute." He wrote.
I heard some noise in the corridor. He was moving from his bedroom to the bathroom. Normally, nobody would enter our bedrooms without asking first but there was no lock on our doors. I knew, and he knew, that in the bathroom, he was perfectly safe from any outside intrusion.
He sent me a picture a few minutes later. He was wearing the grey jockstraps, flexing his muscles near the toilets. Why did my brother think It was appropriate clothes to bring for his few days back in the family home? I had no idea. But I was not complaining.
"What do you want me to do babe?" He asked.
This was all the push I needed to go further. So, he liked to be submissive. I guess this was not uncommon for guys into licking and worshiping women's feet.
"Spread that ass for your girl." I wrote. I was jerking off hard but I did not want to cum. I wanted to appreciate this moment for as long as possible. Ryan had given me a lot of power and I intended to use it.
My big brother obeyed.
In the next video, his phone was on the floor, and from this angle, above the camera, he was spreading his cheeks as wide as he could with his two hands, still wearing his jockstrap. He squatted several times towards the phone. Nasty fucker. I loved it. I wanted to drown in that asshole. I wanted to rim him like I did to Professor Fletcher. I would spit in it. Choke in it. Fuck, I would eat that ass so much better than I did to Fletcher! My brother deserved it more.
I wrote him exactly that, except for the part regarding Professor Fletcher. My filthy talk encouraged him even more.
In the next video, he was whispering. Not cumming at this point was more difficult than ever: "Anna, you want to lick my dirty ass. I want to lick yours too. Show me more of your feet, I want to be your dirty boy."
This was unreal. But my brother was saying those words. To me. He just did not know I was me.
He was leaking with tons of precum. I ate mine. I knew what he had to do next.
"Suck your precum boy!" I wrote.
Again, he obeyed. He sucked his fingers almost as if they were a delicious big cock. I could not believe it, the way he was going at it. My brother was not a dominant daddy, he was a slut! We were not that different after all!
"Can I finger my ass?" he asked.
Reading these words on my screen was more exciting than any porn I could have watched. Some cum actually came out of my dick but I tried to contain my orgasm. I was shaking while I typed the two letters:
"DO."
He did, using his precum as lube, he showed me how deep he could get one, and then two fingers up his hairy asshole. His ass was tight, it looked not perfectly clean, but that did not stop him.
"Put something larger in it." I commanded. I did not feel guilty anymore. He was the one asking for it. He was the one requesting it!
He showed me a toothbrush. MY toothbrush! HE WOULD NOT DARE?!
"Not that big, but good enough." I replied.
And just like that, he started to send me multiple videos of himself fucking his ass with my own toothbrush. The emotions that I felt while he was sliding the tool deeper and deeper in his ass are undefinable. He was moaning. Following his example, I started fingering myself too, searching for my prostate.
He sent another video: he was cumming all over the bahtroom's floor. "Could not help it" he wrote. He was too excited.
This time, I asked.
"NOW LICK THE FLOOR." I wrote, all caps. "EAT THAT CUM!"
He did. He fucking did! I jizzed one of my biggest loads ever watching his tongue clean up the dirty floor. The wall behind me was covered with cum, my face and my sheets too. I was shaking. My brother was proudly showing me his mouth wide open, full of his own sperm.
A few minutes later, I heard him coming back to his room. Just like a few nights before, I went straight to the bathroom. The cum was cleaned up now but I had another idea in mind. I suddenly felt like brushing my teeth. I started sucking on my own toothbrush so I could smell and eat my brother's asshole. It was deep in his anus just minutes ago. That thought only was enough to get me going. My brother did not even care enough to wash it. Maybe, it was a sick game of his. He wanted to me to use it afterwards. But I was a bigger pervert than my brother!
I jerked off again, watching back the videos of my brother fucking himself with my toothbrush while I was now deepthroating this surprising dildo. I cummed on the floor, exactly where he did, and my dick was starting to hurt.
As always, shame got to me when I went back in my room, That night though, I tried to reassure myself. The next day would be December 31th, at midnight we would be celebrating New Year's Eve so this, this was my last moment of perversion before "New Year, New Me".
As planned, the next day, Mallory came back, as well as Austin who arrived a few hours later and met my brother and the rest of my family for the very first time. It was like seeing two worlds collide and I did have a weird feeling in my stomach when Ryan and Austin hugged to say hello.
They were both so handsome. A perfect match. If my days of being a dirty creep were not behind me, I would have imagined myself between this beautiful sandwich. Sucking one while getting fucked by the other.
We had fun preparing the New Year's party together. When Ryan realized Austin was perfectly straight and we were just friends, he seemed puzzled. I'm sure he thought we were a couple until then.
My heart skipped a beat when Mallory asked to Austin: "So; can you tell me more about that Sofia girl?"
I did not understand at first, but then I remembered the lie I told during Christmas' dinner. Shit. My story would not add up as Austin of course would say, and did say,:
"Who?"
"Ty's girlfriend?" Said Ryan, interrogative.
"Oh!" Austin seemed to understand. "I did even know her name was Sofia!" He then spoke directly to me: "And you share her name with your family and not with me!" In his tone, he pretended to be pissed but Austin was actually smiling.
Again, I did not get what was going on until I remembered... On the last day of the semester, after my encounter with Professor Fletcher, I did say to Austin I was no longer a virgin and that I had just fucked a girl. In a sense, he knew that I was "seeing someone". He probably thought this person was the "Sofia" girl Mallory was referring to.
"Austin, if we connect our data, maybe we will learn more about this mystery girlfriend!" Said my brother.
"Hmmm, maybe, but those additional info are bound by roommate secrecy", Austin replied, winking at me.
In a weird way, that conversation made the possibility of me having an actual girlfriend more believable for my family and for Austin.
The New Year's Eve party was a success and everyone ended up pretty drunk. I was careful though: Austin and I were supposed to share the same bed and I wanted to be in full control of myself when that time would come. I knew too well the difficulties I had to control my urges and I was pretty sure it would be even worse if I were drunk.
We went to bed around 4am. At this point, Austin was barely able to walk. I had never seen him like that. With Ryan, we hid him from our parents and helped him go upstairs. In our bedroom, he literally passed out on his stomach lying horizontally across the bed.
"Well. He is out." Ryan declared smiling, fairly drunk himself. "Night' Ty". He went to his own bedroom to find Mallory who had gone to bed earlier.
Here I was. At 4:30 am. We were officially in 2022. My straight roommate was passed out in my bed. His bubble butt poking out through his jeans. I wanted to go to sleep but his strong body was blocking me.
No more excuses to fool around, we were in 2022 and I had a resolution. New Year, New Me had started! No more excuse to creep around straight guys!
But maybe, just maybe, I could have one last moment of fun before coming out and changing the dynamic of my relationship with Austin forever?
Austin could not sleep in those jeans anyway... Maybe it was only the right thing to do to take them off?
[TO BE CONTINUED]
this is starting to get more interesting. im more scared for ty tho.
When the next chapter I'm dying to know what happens next
Ahah, I was more thinking about a tv show.
I kinda write it as a series, especially from chapter 13 to chapter 24. I thought Tom Holland or Shawn Mendes would be a perfect Austin. Next episode then?Ahah, I was more thinking about a tv show.
Next chapter will be posted on thursday!
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My First Year in College
Chapter 15: The morning after
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Austin was now heavily snoring, lying horizontally on my bed, his feet at the edge, one shoe missing -- lost during the hazardous drunk trip to the bedroom -- the other one still on his foot. He seemed passed out and was reeking sweat and alcohol.
Do I really need to tell you what I did next?
I started by taking off the other shoe.
This made sense. Who could blame me for that?
I also removed the socks. They were stinking. Did I need to smell them? No... Did I do it anyway? Of course, yes. I revealed Austin big feet while sniffing on his socks. His feet were a bit bruised by football practice. I did not care. No, I even preferred it that way. The feet of a manly jock. I put the socks right against my mouth and inhaled the sent again. I took my time and enjoyed the moment. Apart from his breathing, Austin was not moving at all. He seemed far gone.
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I was now kneeling at the edge of the bed, a few inches from his feet, choking myself with the two sweaty socks, slowly caressing my cock through my clothes.
After a while, this teasing was no longer sufficient to appease my cravings, and I licked his toes.
I swear my dear reader, I tried not to! I tried to resist! But the heart wants what he wants, and for the penis, it's even worse.
I did it almost imperceptibly at first, my tongue barely touching his feet. But once I had started, I could no longer stop myself. I started to suck on his big toe, sniffing at the same time. I changed my position to lie on the floor, below him, my head placed right under his feet. My own saliva felt back on my lips as I was sucking and licking. I removed my trousers, got my dick out of my underwear and started jerking off.
This lasted a few more minutes. What if Austin regained consciousness? He would think there was a dog licking his feet under the bed. He would be right. I was a dog. I was a bitch for him.
I went back on my knees and started to jerk off at the sight of his full body lying before me. Even with his clothes on, his body was appealing. His bum looked delicious through his tight pants.
I put my dick back in my underwear in case he would wake up and started to undress him. That's what bros were supposed to do in such situation. Right? I was just helping a friend out.
I took off his sweater first, his t- shirt came out with it. I had to move Austin and touched his sweaty chest in the process. He was totally unconscious. His pecs felt good under my hands. After I removed his top, I got worried a bit. Was he ok? He was still breathing and snoring normally, lying on his chest. He was ok, I convinced myself.
I would explain to him the next day that he was smelling like shit and that I had to help him take out his clothes. He would be thankful.
Then I started to slide down his trousers.
His black boxer briefs came down with the jeans, revealing his butt and ass crack. I did not intend for the underwear to go off as well but I continued to slide everything down. I kissed his right cheek. Ok, I will admit, this may have been an unnecessary risk but how was I supposed to resist? I kissed his birthmarks. He hated them. I found them beautiful. Perfect, even.
I took off my dick out of my underwear again and jerked off above his now nude body. His underwear was slid down on his calves. His thighs, his ass, his back. Everything was stunning. I wanted him.
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Again, I am not proud of what happened next, especially after the resolutions I had promised myself to take but I spread his cheeks to inspect his asshole. Austin was still out. What he did not know could not hurt him.
It was quite hairy. I liked that. A very pale pink asshole. It was tight. I smelled it. I inhaled the scent. I wanted to take it all in.
I pushed things further. Forgetting all common sense, I started to lick his asshole slowly. The jizz flew out of my dick before I could realize it. The first contact between my tongue and his ass was too much for me to handle. I cummed. Some landed on Austin's ass and thighs. I ate it, moving my tongue along his body, cleaning the evidence of my crime... As I said before, there are few things I hate more in life than wasting cum.
While I was licking a bit of cum out his hairy ass, Austin moved.
I thought I was having a heart attack. I was stunt.
He mumbled.
"Ashley...."
Fuck. He was awake. Of course! He had felt my tongue inside him. He moved his head a bit but did not completely turn around. "Mmmmmf... Ashley..." He said. Did that mean she rim him often? I knew he liked that from his taste in porn.
It was already too late when I saw his hand searching behind his back. In a moment of terror, I felt his hand reaching for my head, still bent over, and he pulled me further towards his ass. Pushed by Austin, I continued to rim his ass. My tongue buried deep inside his hole, I had lost any inhibition.
He let go off my head. "Mmmmm... Ashley." He whispered again.
I pulled back. I was now standing beside the bed, my flaccid dick covered of sperm fully exposed. My whole body was shaking. I managed to put my underwear back on.
My resolution did not last long, did it...?
Austin mumbled something else that I could not understand. I could certainly make sense of removing his clothes off, but the ass licking, that would be hard to explain.
I stayed like that a few minutes before I heard him snoring again.
I put his underwear back on, touching again his buttocks and groin in the process.
I lied down next to him. What would happen the morning after? He had just made me lick his asshole. I had cummed on his butt... Did he realize?
A few hours later, I woke up in my bed, Austin's face right next to mine. His lips only a few inches away from mine. A ray of sun illuminating his cheeks. I gazed at him for maybe an hour before he opened his eyes.
"Hi babe..." He said jokingly.
My heart melted.
"Hi Austin... Slept well?" I was a bit nervous. What would he remember?
"I feel like I'm dying..."
"Headache?"
"Yeah... You bet..."
"Well, you had to expect the hungover after last night mate..."
"Oh man... I drank too much... right? Did I do something stupid?" This thought seemed to wake him up for good. He straightened in the bed.
"You did make out with my sister-in-law Mallory!"
His eyes opened wide: "I DID WHAT?!"
"I'm just joking but you should see your face right now!"
"Not funny dude... Damn, your parents invited me and I totally blacked out... Maybe I should apologize to them?"
"No, that's fine, they were already in bed when you started to be a little too excited, and then, you just passed out on the bed..."
He looked at his clothes spread out on the floor.
"I don't even remember getting to bed..."
What a relief, I thought.
"Ryan and I had to carry you out, you undressed as best as you could and passed out." I said this casually and he did not question this version of the story, neither he mentioned any rimming. Good.
"You seem fine! How can you not be hungover? I saw you drink as well!"
"Yeah, I did drink, a bit... but not as much as you..."
He made a face:
"I really need to shower. I stink."
He smelt his armpits and got up out of the bed. His grey boxers were hanging much lower than usual - my work was messy the night before - and I could see his pubic hair as well as his very obvious morning erection. He noticed.
"Oops." He said smiling.
"Not something I have never seen before." I responded. Truthfully, we were way passed the point of caring of showing our respective morning woods off.
"Yeah... but maybe I should calm myself down before going to the shower."
"Yes, I'm not sure I would appreciate you walking into my mom like that." I joked. "I'm hard too" I exposed my own morning wood forming a tent through my ample underwear.
"It's so hard to have it come down in the morning when you have not jerked off in a while" He said.
"By in a while, you mean the last 24 hours?" I replied.
He laughed. If only he knew that last time I had jerked off was on his bare ass just a few hours prior...
"We could release some tension now!" I proposed.
And we did. He lied back on my bed, he took his phone and searched for a good porn we would enjoy. We had already jerked off together multiple times but never in the same bed. This level of intimacy was something new. It turned me on some more.
I got fully naked myself and started beating off. Our legs and arms were almost touching. I was barely hiding that I was looking at his huge cock and leaking head. This dick, I could never get enough of. Living this experience in my childhood bedroom was surreal.
In the position we were in, he had to hold his phone with his left hand so he could jerk off properly. That was not super comfortable for him so we switched places. Austin literally moved over me in the bed so we could change sides, his bare ass brushed my dick fully hard. OH MY GOD. I would have to remember this moment for many jerking-off sessions to come. I almost cummed on his ass (again).
Once we were both comfortably settled, we watched two girls sharing a big black cock, spitting in each other's mouths on the small screen. Austin, inspired, spat on his dick. I spat on mine. He smirked.
"Copycat" he said.
I spat on his dick to make him shut up, it seemed to only get him more excited.
He took my hand and put it on his dick. "Wash out your saliva nasty boy!"
I knew what to do. We had been there before. Not for a while though. I was super excited to find back this feeling of his dick pulsating under my fingers. He reached my own dick. We mutually jerked off for several minutes.
I spat again on his dick and balls while touching them. It was getting filthy, filthier than anything we had ever done. Another barrier had been lifted. Maybe, it was the right moment to ask Austin if I could suck him off? Or maybe, I could go straight for it! I was sure he would not mind at this point.
Pretending that I wanted a better view of the screen, I moved closer to him to fully touch his legs. He did not react. What was I expecting?
So much for "new year new me", I thought, it was not even 11am on Jan. 1st and I had already broken all of my rules.
"It does make a difference when it's someone else touching your cock, right?" He said suddenly.
"Yeah..." I moaned.
"Look at that bitch's pussy, never seen a girl in real life being that wet! Hmmm!"
I felt that I was about to cum, I knew he was about to cum as well. We knew each other's well at this point.
Generally, when Austin felt I was about to jizz, he would remove his hand from my cock to avoid getting splashed. I then felt obligated to remove mine from his cock even though all I wanted was feeling his warm milk on me.
We were about to do that when the door of my bedroom opened wide:
"WAKE UP GUYS!" Ryan walked in the room wearing only his red boxer briefs, suddenly shocked by the sight before him: his young brother and his roommate were wanking each other off!
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I was petrified, horny, already about to cum, I could not stop: I blew my load! Right in front of my brother and right on Austin's hand.
"Fuck!!" shouted Austin. Showing his hand to both my brother and I. Ryan started to laugh hard, closely followed by Austin.
"WHAT THE FUCK GUYS?!" Ryan fell on the floor, hysterical.
Austin made a joke but was quite red, he had not cummed and his cock became flaccid. I noticed my hand was still on his dick, I removed it hastily.
"Sorry..."
Austin was a bit embarrassed and was casually wiping his hands on some tissues found on the nightstand. Me, I was mortified.
My brother could not stop laughing.
"Well, that's awkward" Austin stood up, putting his underwear back on.
I put my hands all over my head, trying to hide myself, and realized it was still full of cum. I wiped it down on the covers.
"Ryan I... This is..."
Ryan finally (!) stopped laughing, he sat down on the bed smirking.
"Because you think I have never jerked one of my buddies off?!"
I was stunt.
"I need to go to the shower now, if you'll excuse me. I will leave you settle this between family members." Joked Austin.
Still naked, hiding under the covers, I wanted to bury myself in a hole. How could Austin be so cool about this?
Ryan replied:
"Yes, go to the bathroom Austin. You look like you need to finish something! See, my brother, had, at least, the guts to finish the work. Do you need a hand?"
Did my straight brother just offered to my straight best friend to jerk him off? I was exploding inside. A nice change from exploding outside you might say.
"No thank you." My roommate declined politely with a smile. "I can take care of myself."
He left the room. Implying he was about to finish himself off in our bathroom. This was unreal.
"Ryan... this is the most embarrassing moment of my life." I finally said.
Ryan had a more serious tone now.
"Who cares? Guys do that sometimes..." He paused. "Although... Does he know?"
"Know what?" I knew exactly what he meant but I kept pretending.
"Well... Tyler... are you not..." He looked at me intensely before finishing his sentence: "gay?"
Shit. He just said it. The word that could change everything. I did not reply. I guess this was a sufficient answer in itself.
"That's cool you know. Nobody cares." He said and left the room.
I felt empty and exhausted in all possible ways.
That afternoon, it was planned for Ryan, Mallory and Austin to travel back together as Austin's parents were living near Perv City. We all said goodbye and I was a bit terrified as what they could say to each other during this long car ride. I must say, I also thought of all the dirty things Ryan and Austin could do together.
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I had four days left in my parent's house before going back to College. At first, I was so drained from the previous week that I did not think about sex (well not as obsessively as usual). I read some manga and went back to my safe place, playing hours of video games with Austin.
But a couple days before going back to Campus, I was getting horny again.
RAMSOM_PL was no longer active on Instagram, he told me it would be for a while, and I was starting to chat again with some strangers through Anna's profile. Although, it was not that fun when I did not know the guys I was talking to in real life.
This fake profile did make me feel some type of power. I did get my brother to stick a toothbrush up his ass, licking his own cum... What could I get other men to do? And then came another thought, even more dangerous: What could I get Austin to do?
I sent a request to Austin Instagram profile. He approved it in the next few seconds. The boy was always horny and suddenly, a hot russian cheek had given him a follow.
And just like with my brother a few days before, I started flirting with my roommate. After 4 messages, he was already sending me eggplants emojis. A very encouraging sign.
The next day, he was sending me shirtless pictures and was asking for my Skype, my Snapchat or my number. He was not very talkative in his chats but sent me vocals, insisted on playing "live". "Cam4cam" he would call it. This fish was harder to catch than my brother. Live was certainly a thing I could not do even though I contemplated the idea of buying a blond wig for the occasion...
The night before going back to campus, I sent him another video of Sofia/Anna. She was touching herself. I wanted Austin to go further. I knew it would be more difficult when we would share a room. Merely impossible. I had to act now.
He reactivated positively to the video:
"Fuck Anna, I did not know you could be that naughty! Do you like to be a naughty girl?"
"Oh yes babe!"
"You want to be MY naughty girl?"
I knew exactly what turned him on. What the hell, I went all for it:
"Yes baby, I would suck you deep until I cry my eyes out, I would lick your ass, do anything you want! I'll be your bitch."
"Hmmm, fuck babe! Do you want to see my big dick?!" He sent a picture of his bulge; he was hard under his boxers. Again, this was very impressive and I knew this was not false advertising.
"Oh yes please!"
"Send me another video live."
I did. I took a similar video from the one I had just sent. My collection was sufficient to have footage for days of sexting.
He did not respond at first.
Then, 10 minutes later, I received a single message, only seconds before "Anna" got blocked by Austin:
"I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A FAG."
Fuck! I was screwed. How did he find out?
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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My First Year in College
Chapter 15: The morning after
Austin was now heavily snoring, lying horizontally on my bed, his feet at the edge, one shoe missing -- lost during the hazardous drunk trip to the bedroom -- the other one still on his foot. He seemed passed out and was reeking sweat and alcohol.
Do I really need to tell you what I did next?
I started by taking off the other shoe.
This made sense. Who could blame me for that?
I also removed the socks. They were stinking. Did I need to smell them? No... Did I do it anyway? Of course, yes. I revealed Austin big feet while sniffing on his socks. His feet were a bit bruised by football practice. I did not care. No, I even preferred it that way. The feet of a manly jock. I put the socks right against my mouth and inhaled the sent again. I took my time and enjoyed the moment. Apart from his breathing, Austin was not moving at all. He seemed far gone.
I was now kneeling at the edge of the bed, a few inches from his feet, choking myself with the two sweaty socks, slowly caressing my cock through my clothes.
After a while, this teasing was no longer sufficient to appease my cravings, and I licked his toes.
I swear my dear reader, I tried not to! I tried to resist! But the heart wants what he wants, and for the penis, it's even worse.
I did it almost imperceptibly at first, my tongue barely touching his feet. But once I had started, I could no longer stop myself. I started to suck on his big toe, sniffing at the same time. I changed my position to lie on the floor, below him, my head placed right under his feet. My own saliva felt back on my lips as I was sucking and licking. I removed my trousers, got my dick out of my underwear and started jerking off.
This lasted a few more minutes. What if Austin regained consciousness? He would think there was a dog licking his feet under the bed. He would be right. I was a dog. I was a bitch for him.
I went back on my knees and started to jerk off at the sight of his full body lying before me. Even with his clothes on, his body was appealing. His bum looked delicious through his tight pants.
I put my dick back in my underwear in case he would wake up and started to undress him. That's what bros were supposed to do in such situation. Right? I was just helping a friend out.
I took off his sweater first, his t- shirt came out with it. I had to move Austin and touched his sweaty chest in the process. He was totally unconscious. His pecs felt good under my hands. After I removed his top, I got worried a bit. Was he ok? He was still breathing and snoring normally, lying on his chest. He was ok, I convinced myself.
I would explain to him the next day that he was smelling like shit and that I had to help him take out his clothes. He would be thankful.
Then I started to slide down his trousers.
His black boxer briefs came down with the jeans, revealing his butt and ass crack. I did not intend for the underwear to go off as well but I continued to slide everything down. I kissed his right cheek. Ok, I will admit, this may have been an unnecessary risk but how was I supposed to resist? I kissed his birthmarks. He hated them. I found them beautiful. Perfect, even.
I took off my dick out of my underwear again and jerked off above his now nude body. His underwear was slid down on his calves. His thighs, his ass, his back. Everything was stunning. I wanted him.
Again, I am not proud of what happened next, especially after the resolutions I had promised myself to take but I spread his cheeks to inspect his asshole. Austin was still out. What he did not know could not hurt him.
It was quite hairy. I liked that. A very pale pink asshole. It was tight. I smelled it. I inhaled the scent. I wanted to take it all in.
I pushed things further. Forgetting all common sense, I started to lick his asshole slowly. The jizz flew out of my dick before I could realize it. The first contact between my tongue and his ass was too much for me to handle. I cummed. Some landed on Austin's ass and thighs. I ate it, moving my tongue along his body, cleaning the evidence of my crime... As I said before, there are few things I hate more in life than wasting cum.
While I was licking a bit of cum out his hairy ass, Austin moved.
I thought I was having a heart attack. I was stunt.
He mumbled.
"Ashley...."
Fuck. He was awake. Of course! He had felt my tongue inside him. He moved his head a bit but did not completely turn around. "Mmmmmf... Ashley..." He said. Did that mean she rim him often? I knew he liked that from his taste in porn.
It was already too late when I saw his hand searching behind his back. In a moment of terror, I felt his hand reaching for my head, still bent over, and he pulled me further towards his ass. Pushed by Austin, I continued to rim his ass. My tongue buried deep inside his hole, I had lost any inhibition.
He let go off my head. "Mmmmm... Ashley." He whispered again.
I pulled back. I was now standing beside the bed, my flaccid dick covered of sperm fully exposed. My whole body was shaking. I managed to put my underwear back on.
My resolution did not last long, did it...?
Austin mumbled something else that I could not understand. I could certainly make sense of removing his clothes off, but the ass licking, that would be hard to explain.
I stayed like that a few minutes before I heard him snoring again.
I put his underwear back on, touching again his buttocks and groin in the process.
I lied down next to him. What would happen the morning after? He had just made me lick his asshole. I had cummed on his butt... Did he realize?
A few hours later, I woke up in my bed, Austin's face right next to mine. His lips only a few inches away from mine. A ray of sun illuminating his cheeks. I gazed at him for maybe an hour before he opened his eyes.
"Hi babe..." He said jokingly.
My heart melted.
"Hi Austin... Slept well?" I was a bit nervous. What would he remember?
"I feel like I'm dying..."
"Headache?"
"Yeah... You bet..."
"Well, you had to expect the hungover after last night mate..."
"Oh man... I drank too much... right? Did I do something stupid?" This thought seemed to wake him up for good. He straightened in the bed.
"You did make out with my sister-in-law Mallory!"
His eyes opened wide: "I DID WHAT?!"
"I'm just joking but you should see your face right now!"
"Not funny dude... Damn, your parents invited me and I totally blacked out... Maybe I should apologize to them?"
"No, that's fine, they were already in bed when you started to be a little too excited, and then, you just passed out on the bed..."
He looked at his clothes spread out on the floor.
"I don't even remember getting to bed..."
What a relief, I thought.
"Ryan and I had to carry you out, you undressed as best as you could and passed out." I said this casually and he did not question this version of the story, neither he mentioned any rimming. Good.
"You seem fine! How can you not be hungover? I saw you drink as well!"
"Yeah, I did drink, a bit... but not as much as you..."
He made a face:
"I really need to shower. I stink."
He smelt his armpits and got up out of the bed. His grey boxers were hanging much lower than usual - my work was messy the night before - and I could see his pubic hair as well as his very obvious morning erection. He noticed.
"Oops." He said smiling.
"Not something I have never seen before." I responded. Truthfully, we were way passed the point of caring of showing our respective morning woods off.
"Yeah... but maybe I should calm myself down before going to the shower."
"Yes, I'm not sure I would appreciate you walking into my mom like that." I joked. "I'm hard too" I exposed my own morning wood forming a tent through my ample underwear.
"It's so hard to have it come down in the morning when you have not jerked off in a while" He said.
"By in a while, you mean the last 24 hours?" I replied.
He laughed. If only he knew that last time I had jerked off was on his bare ass just a few hours prior...
"We could release some tension now!" I proposed.
And we did. He lied back on my bed, he took his phone and searched for a good porn we would enjoy. We had already jerked off together multiple times but never in the same bed. This level of intimacy was something new. It turned me on some more.
I got fully naked myself and started beating off. Our legs and arms were almost touching. I was barely hiding that I was looking at his huge cock and leaking head. This dick, I could never get enough of. Living this experience in my childhood bedroom was surreal.
In the position we were in, he had to hold his phone with his left hand so he could jerk off properly. That was not super comfortable for him so we switched places. Austin literally moved over me in the bed so we could change sides, his bare ass brushed my dick fully hard. OH MY GOD. I would have to remember this moment for many jerking-off sessions to come. I almost cummed on his ass (again).
Once we were both comfortably settled, we watched two girls sharing a big black cock, spitting in each other's mouths on the small screen. Austin, inspired, spat on his dick. I spat on mine. He smirked.
"Copycat" he said.
I spat on his dick to make him shut up, it seemed to only get him more excited.
He took my hand and put it on his dick. "Wash out your saliva nasty boy!"
I knew what to do. We had been there before. Not for a while though. I was super excited to find back this feeling of his dick pulsating under my fingers. He reached my own dick. We mutually jerked off for several minutes.
I spat again on his dick and balls while touching them. It was getting filthy, filthier than anything we had ever done. Another barrier had been lifted. Maybe, it was the right moment to ask Austin if I could suck him off? Or maybe, I could go straight for it! I was sure he would not mind at this point.
Pretending that I wanted a better view of the screen, I moved closer to him to fully touch his legs. He did not react. What was I expecting?
So much for "new year new me", I thought, it was not even 11am on Jan. 1st and I had already broken all of my rules.
"It does make a difference when it's someone else touching your cock, right?" He said suddenly.
"Yeah..." I moaned.
"Look at that bitch's pussy, never seen a girl in real life being that wet! Hmmm!"
I felt that I was about to cum, I knew he was about to cum as well. We knew each other's well at this point.
Generally, when Austin felt I was about to jizz, he would remove his hand from my cock to avoid getting splashed. I then felt obligated to remove mine from his cock even though all I wanted was feeling his warm milk on me.
We were about to do that when the door of my bedroom opened wide:
"WAKE UP GUYS!" Ryan walked in the room wearing only his red boxer briefs, suddenly shocked by the sight before him: his young brother and his roommate were wanking each other off!
I was petrified, horny, already about to cum, I could not stop: I blew my load! Right in front of my brother and right on Austin's hand.
"Fuck!!" shouted Austin. Showing his hand to both my brother and I. Ryan started to laugh hard, closely followed by Austin.
"WHAT THE FUCK GUYS?!" Ryan fell on the floor, hysterical.
Austin made a joke but was quite red, he had not cummed and his cock became flaccid. I noticed my hand was still on his dick, I removed it hastily.
"Sorry..."
Austin was a bit embarrassed and was casually wiping his hands on some tissues found on the nightstand. Me, I was mortified.
My brother could not stop laughing.
"Well, that's awkward" Austin stood up, putting his underwear back on.
I put my hands all over my head, trying to hide myself, and realized it was still full of cum. I wiped it down on the covers.
"Ryan I... This is..."
Ryan finally (!) stopped laughing, he sat down on the bed smirking.
"Because you think I have never jerked one of my buddies off?!"
I was stunt.
"I need to go to the shower now, if you'll excuse me. I will leave you settle this between family members." Joked Austin.
Still naked, hiding under the covers, I wanted to bury myself in a hole. How could Austin be so cool about this?
Ryan replied:
"Yes, go to the bathroom Austin. You look like you need to finish something! See, my brother, had, at least, the guts to finish the work. Do you need a hand?"
Did my straight brother just offered to my straight best friend to jerk him off? I was exploding inside. A nice change from exploding outside you might say.
"No thank you." My roommate declined politely with a smile. "I can take care of myself."
He left the room. Implying he was about to finish himself off in our bathroom. This was unreal.
"Ryan... this is the most embarrassing moment of my life." I finally said.
Ryan had a more serious tone now.
"Who cares? Guys do that sometimes..." He paused. "Although... Does he know?"
"Know what?" I knew exactly what he meant but I kept pretending.
"Well... Tyler... are you not..." He looked at me intensely before finishing his sentence: "gay?"
Shit. He just said it. The word that could change everything. I did not reply. I guess this was a sufficient answer in itself.
"That's cool you know. Nobody cares." He said and left the room.
I felt empty and exhausted in all possible ways.
That afternoon, it was planned for Ryan, Mallory and Austin to travel back together as Austin's parents were living near Perv City. We all said goodbye and I was a bit terrified as what they could say to each other during this long car ride. I must say, I also thought of all the dirty things Ryan and Austin could do together.
I had four days left in my parent's house before going back to College. At first, I was so drained from the previous week that I did not think about sex (well not as obsessively as usual). I read some manga and went back to my safe place, playing hours of video games with Austin.
But a couple days before going back to Campus, I was getting horny again.
RAMSOM_PL was no longer active on Instagram, he told me it would be for a while, and I was starting to chat again with some strangers through Anna's profile. Although, it was not that fun when I did not know the guys I was talking to in real life.
This fake profile did make me feel some type of power. I did get my brother to stick a toothbrush up his ass, licking his own cum... What could I get other men to do? And then came another thought, even more dangerous: What could I get Austin to do?
I sent a request to Austin Instagram profile. He approved it in the next few seconds. The boy was always horny and suddenly, a hot russian cheek had given him a follow.
And just like with my brother a few days before, I started flirting with my roommate. After 4 messages, he was already sending me eggplants emojis. A very encouraging sign.
The next day, he was sending me shirtless pictures and was asking for my Skype, my Snapchat or my number. He was not very talkative in his chats but sent me vocals, insisted on playing "live". "Cam4cam" he would call it. This fish was harder to catch than my brother. Live was certainly a thing I could not do even though I contemplated the idea of buying a blond wig for the occasion...
The night before going back to campus, I sent him another video of Sofia/Anna. She was touching herself. I wanted Austin to go further. I knew it would be more difficult when we would share a room. Merely impossible. I had to act now.
He reactivated positively to the video:
"Fuck Anna, I did not know you could be that naughty! Do you like to be a naughty girl?"
"Oh yes babe!"
"You want to be MY naughty girl?"
I knew exactly what turned him on. What the hell, I went all for it:
"Yes baby, I would suck you deep until I cry my eyes out, I would lick your ass, do anything you want! I'll be your bitch."
"Hmmm, fuck babe! Do you want to see my big dick?!" He sent a picture of his bulge; he was hard under his boxers. Again, this was very impressive and I knew this was not false advertising.
"Oh yes please!"
"Send me another video live."
I did. I took a similar video from the one I had just sent. My collection was sufficient to have footage for days of sexting.
He did not respond at first.
Then, 10 minutes later, I received a single message, only seconds before "Anna" got blocked by Austin:
"I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A FAG."
Fuck! I was screwed. How did he find out?
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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I wonder if he know it was Tyler because Ryan said it during the ride. I guess not because that would be the end of the story tho. Hahaha. This is getting more and more interesting and hot. Good for you Ty, next level roommate bonding.
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Nothing happened. That's my first year, second year, third year. Finally, something happened senior year.
