My First Year in College - Chapter 14

MY FIRST YEAR IN COLLEGE

Chapter 14: New year, new me?

I hesitated for a split second but I decided to reply to Ryan’s DM.

"Handsome! I had a very nice Christmas. What about you? Did you have fun?"

Only a few seconds later, I was already getting another message.

Ryan was quick!

"I did... Although, I still ended up alone in my bed."

I understood where my big brother was going with that.

"That's a shame…” I replied.

I had chosen an interesting word there.

“Shame”.

A therapist probably would have said that my subconscious mind was trying to tell me something. I had just ejaculated, and shame was indeed replacing excitement within me.

Was I really about to flirt with my big brother sleeping next door?

I thought it through and, for freaking once, the reasonable side of my brain won over my penis.

I turned my phone off 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 waking up in the morning.

It looked like my brain would have to wait for the actual 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 brown pubic hair was now fully visible.

A few words were sent with the picture.

"Yes... a shame that you're not here!"

Another message was sent about three minutes later.

"Are you asleep?"

Poor guy, he was waiting for me, well, for Anna99, for some playful online adventures and Anna, well, I, had stood him up.

In a sense, it was a good way to have him hooked, not being too available, making him work for it.

It also made the fake profile more realistic.

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 our father in the kitchen. It was snowy outside and he was already dressed from head to toes.

He was less prude when we were back at his place!

I spent the whole day checking my brother out 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 twenty-seventh, I still had four days left before following through on my resolution and becoming the quote-on-quote "new me".

His message came sooner than I was expecting. From the sounds I could hear, or rather the absence of noise, he had not returned to his room right next to mine yet.

"You like my abs?" He wrote.

Ryan was very forthcoming this time around.

It gave me an instant brick in my pants.

I killed a few more soldiers to help out Austin and I quit the game hastily. 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..." I wrote.

Do I need to specify that I accompanied this message with 3 tongue emojis?

RAMSOM_PL was already typing. I was getting seriously horny.

"Well, If I ever come to Warsaw... 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 he sent another picture live. He was completely oblivious to the fake profile.

He was in our bathroom this time. Only wrapped in a small towel.

The show was followed instantly by a second picture, focusing on his slightly hairy abs. He was flexing them.

The cheeky fucker, flaunting Anna's next meal. He knew what he was doing.

I replied with a sexy selfie of Sofia slash Anna that I had in my collection, more revealing than what She would post on the Instagram profile's feed.

"Why the American men always look so hot?" I responded, playing my part.

"Why the beautiful Polish girls live so far away?"

I sent another pic, where casually, he could see my feet. I meant 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 poking 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.

In the virtual world of Instagram though, I could keep on playing.

"I love a sexy man licking me... my neck... my boobs... my feet." I wrote.

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.

What the hell was I doing?!

"That looks tasty as fuck." I said to my Ryan.

I sent another picture. This time, I chose a photograph of the woman I was impersonating, naked. It was time to go for more X-rated stuff.

She was caressing her own boobs on the picture.

"Can I see the sexy feet of yours?" Ryan 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 jizzed too fast.

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 stiffed dick under the shower, going back and forth on his foreskin with his free hand while the other 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.

I had saved many stuff to be covered for any type of situation.

"You are making me horny, Ry.." I started to write before realizing my huge mistake.

I retyped the message.

It was a close call; I almost sent it and named him Ryan. It would have blown my cover.

I was not supposed to know who he truly was.

"You are making me horny RAMSOM!” I corrected. “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 guess it was only depending on how far I was willing to go myself.

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 nut as well. I wanted to see more though. I wanted this to last longer. One particular desire was growing on me… For some reason, 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.

Ryan was cumming under the shower, his thick cum splashing on the grey wall and sliding down.

Watching this made me jizz 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 cubicle.

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 and that was good enough for me.

I licked the wall until I could convince myself I had felt a taste of his cum.

I could be so naughty at times… and so desperate!

I went to bed thinking that I should stop with the bullshit.

I did not.

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 long.

"I want to lick all of you: your abs, your cock, your balls, your feet, your ass."

I had not specified his ass by mistake.

Thank God, Ryan got the message loud and clear.

On the next picture I received, my brother was spreading his hairy ass-cheeks for me, all the while flaunting his feet.

His pinkish 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 all over again and I was preparing myself for another cum.

Yes, I was this horny!

"Do you think you could take my two feet altogether in your big mouth my American boy?" I asked.

I was 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 taking his whole hand in his mouth.

I ejaculated 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 nut.

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, 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 that 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 freaky 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 Boston 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.

Let’s make this last night of naughtiness count!

"Nice..." I sent a selfie of a random pussy.

“Beautiful lips.” He replied.

"Ramsom, I’m caressing myself on a picture of you, the one on which you wear a jockstrap. Is that okay?"

"More than okay, darling. I strongly encourage it!"

Ryan sent me a video of himself, going back and forth on his fat uncut cock, his leaking head coming in, and coming out of his foreskin.

It was weird how much his dick looked like mine, just bigger.

"Could you wear it now?" I dared asking.

He sent me a question mark.

"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 hallway. He was moving from his bedroom to the bathroom.

There was no lock on our bedrooms’ doors. I knew, and Ryan knew, that in the bathroom, he was perfectly safe from any outside intrusion.

I assumed that was the reason why he had gone there.

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 well.

He obliged.

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 inviting 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!

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... Let’s make each other feel good… Show me more of your feet, I want to be your dirty boy."

This was surreal.

Ryan was saying those words. To me.

He simply did not know I was me.

His cock was dripping with 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 off, almost as if they were a delicious big cock. I could not believe it, the way he was going at it.

My big 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 inside 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 blue toothbrush. My own 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 freaking toothbrush.

The emotions that I felt while he was sliding the tool deeper and deeper in his ass are impossible to describe. 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 bathroom’s floor.

"Could not help it" he wrote.

He was too excited.

This time, I asked.

"NOW, LICK THE FLOOR." I wrote, in all caps. "EAT THAT CUM!"

He did. He fucking did!

I jizzed one of my biggest loads ever watching his tongue clean up the messy floor.

The wall behind me was covered with cum, my face and my sheets too. I was shaking.

Ryan 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 slurp on my brother's asshole. It was buried 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 nutted on the floor, exactly where he did, and my dick was starting to hurt after that much friction.

I cleaned everything off… using my tongue, obviously.

As always, shame got to me as soon as 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, whatever had just happened, 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 very 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.

But as I said, I was done with being a freak!

My new personality was starting that night.

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 pretty sure that he thought we were a couple until then.

My heart skipped a beat when Mallory asked Austin.

"So; can you tell me more about that Sofia girl?"

I did not understand at first, but then, I remembered the lie I had told during Christmas' dinner. Shit.

My story would not add up as Austin would say, and did say:

"Who?"

"Ty's girlfriend?" Ryan asked, investigating the matter.

"Oh!" Austin seemed to understand. "I did not even know her name was Sofia!"

He then spoke directly to me.

"And you shared her name with your family and not with me!"

In his tone, he pretended to be pissed but Austin was actually smiling.

Once again, I did not understand 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 that 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.

It was all working out.

"Austin, if we connect our data, maybe we will learn more about this mystery girlfriend!" Said my brother.

"Maybe, but that additional info is bound by roommate secrecy.” Austin replied, winking at me.

He was on my side, I appreciated that greatly.

In a weird way, that conversation made the possibility of me having an actual girlfriend more believable both 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.

“Yes. He is… I’ll make sure he’s all right.” I told my big brother.

"Good 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 the new year.

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 athletic body was blocking the access to my side of the bed.

No more excuses to fool around, we were past midnight 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?