My First Year in College

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Tyler is a freshman student at Creepside College. Gay and closeted, he has some troubles controlling his urges surrounded by frat guys, sexy professors, his hot brother and most importantly, his stunning straight roommate: Austin.

As the story progresses, Tyler learns more about himself and gets closer to live his filthiest fantasies.

The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 1: The dorm situation

The more you will read this, the more it will be difficult for you to believe it is actually based on a true story, or rather true stories. If the places, names, and some details have been changed, I can assure you that my first year of college was one of the craziest years of my life and that it is definitely worth telling.

I had just graduated high school and was closeted to pretty much everyone except for my older brother who caught me jerking off to some hardcore gay porn (10 muscle guys banging a twink submissive) a couple of months after I turned 18.

He entered my room right when the blond twink was receiving his sixth load in the mouth and I was myself cumming a huge load on my chest.

Quite telling if you want to assess of one's sexual orientation.

Ryan pretended like he did not see anything although, afterwards, I could catch his weird looks when my dad would ask me about a potential girlfriend. He knew and, I knew that he knew.

Inspired (and sometimes pushed) by my brother who was quite the athlete - he did boxing, American football, but he was also very regular at swimming and hitting the gym -, I did exercise a bit as well. It was just enough to keep me in some sort of a shape but it mainly compensated for all the junk food I was eating.

I had always been too shy for team sports or hanging in the gym, I guess I was always scared that someone would find out that I'm gay if I stared too much or got an erection in the locker rooms, but I got pretty good at tennis and it became sort of my thing.

I was quite tall, brown hair, brown eyes, but I was rather thin and, to be honest, not as half hot as my older brother could be. Just like me, Ryan was tall, brown hair, brown eyes, but he had also a great smile, perfect skin, a nice casual beard, and a fit body built during his numerous hours of training.

He had it all: big thighs, big biceps and pecs, and the perfect round peachy butt.

I realize that saying this makes me sound like I got a crush on my big brother. Well, not that I am proud to admit it but I kind of did at times. I mean, beauty is all about confidence, right?

And Ryan was definitely confident: he always dressed well, seemed to be in control at all times, and there was something incredibly attractive in the calm and manly way he was handling himself.

The few times I *inadvertently* got a glimpse of his dick, - don't judge me, those things happen when you share a house and a bathroom - I was pleased to notice that both in length or in girth, he was way above average.

He was 23 at the time of this story and had been with the same girl for three years, but not for lack of demands. His Instagram DMs were filled with hundreds of girls wanting, sometimes begging, to see more. I wonder how many of these girls were catfishes now, but more on that later.

As for me, I was just average. Well, in theory, I should or could have looked good, but I was not totally done with puberty. I had some pimples here and there, some freckles under my eyes, I had to wear glasses most of the times and as for the confidence or sense of style: I was clearly lacking in that department. I was more identified as the nerd than the jock...

Consequently, even if I did get the occasional "do you have a girlfriend?" question, nobody was really surprised that a nerdy boy like me would still be a virgin going to college.

You may have guessed it by now: your typical gay closeted friend was super nervous about starting college.

Among the things that stressed me out most was the "dorm situation".

For the first time in my life, I would live outside of my parents' house, but more importantly, with someone else, that I had never met before, in a single room, for a whole year! This thought alone was sufficient to give me stomach ache.

I cannot count the number of bad dreams I had about the communal showers, an awful homophobic roommate, or a full dorm making fun of me while I was shitting in the toilets... Yeah, I was more worried about making it through life in the dorm than I was with making it through Law School.

Sometimes though, the anxiety was replaced by a feeling of excitement.

What if I happened to be paired with a gay Adonis, very comfortable with his sexuality, who would take care of me and all of my needs? Maybe he would fuck me hard, jizz in my asshole and in my mouth? He could offer me to his frat bros, all of them fighting to get their big dicks in my...

Wait no, every time I was starting to have this fantasy, I realized that I would probably not even dare to indulge and it got my stomach to hurt even more.

I got attributed the room 403 in Building C. Except if you got some special requests, you were automatically paired up with someone else by the university. Depending on your means, different options were available.

I was supposed to share a 14 square meters room with a complete stranger in some of the average buildings of the campus, it was nothing fancy but Building C was supposed to provide every necessary facility. I did not even know the name of my roommate; I only knew he would be a guy and this was enough to get me nervous.

But enough rambling about my closeted ass: we all know you click on this to read all about my sexual adventures in college. So, let's go to the point: the day I met Austin.

After a stressful night with almost 0 sleep and a quick goodbye to my parents, Ryan was the one driving me to the campus in Creepside where I would attend college. It was a Monday, right before the first day of class.

Ryan was in Med school (yeah, he was smart on top of being handsome, confident and fit) and would live with his girlfriend Mallory in Perv City during his first year of internship, a small town only one hour away from Creepside.

He dropped me off at noon, after four and a half hours of driving from our parent's house, with a tap of my shoulder and some advice. Again, he was wearing a tight t-shirt and I had to refrain myself for having dirty thoughts. I managed though; the anxiety I was feeling helped.

"Look Tyler, now it is the time to loosen up a bit ok. College is made for this. Don't do anything actually stupid... but please do some stupid things." He marked a pause.

"Experiment! Have fun! I know I did and freshman year of college was one of the best years of my life."

Was he actually telling me that I should experiment... with guys? Or maybe, he was telling me that he experimented with guys?

"If anything happens, anything at all, call me. I won't be far away. Now get out of my car, cause I'm gonna be late and Mallory won't stop talking about it!"

I smiled.

"Thanks Ryan." We got out the car and he helped me get my luggage from the trunk. "Ryan, can I ask you something, real?"

"What's up bro?" He looked a bit concerned.

"If everything goes wrong and I don't know... I mean... If this university thing or campus thing is not for me and I'm miserable, or if my roommate wants to kill me or something... I can call you and you would come get me? Right? And you would not say a thing to Mom and Dad?"

"Look, no matter what happens, at first, you will feel overwhelmed and it will be scary but in a couple of weeks, you will feel like this place is your home." He smiled.

"But to answer your question: of course, I would come get you stupid! I will never leave my little bro in trouble. But that won't be necessary. You'll see, something magical will happen here: you will grow up!"

I was still nervous but was feeling a bit better. I guess that everyone was overwhelmed and it was ok. The other students I would meet would be as disoriented as I was.

Now that I look back at these moments, I realize how lucky I was to have Ryan in my life. I feel even more guilty about the what I did to him now. But more on that later.

I said I would not digress from sex and here I am again, retelling boring conversations between me and my brother. Don't worry dear reader, the sex is coming.

I entered Building C and there were a couple of families saying goodbyes in the lobby. I could see a large living space behind the lobby with some couches and further away, some tables, but I went straight to the elevator. Some girl was actually crying. In a way, that was reassuring: some people were having it worse than me.

I took the elevator and pushed 4.

The building was pretty generic and seemed clean but was a bit underwhelming compared to the pictures on the website. Some of the paints had faded, some of the lamps did not seem to work and the smell made it obvious, especially on the fourth floor, that teenagers and young adults were living there.

Room 403 was right in the middle of the corridor on the left coming from the elevator, between 401 and 405. I already had my key so I went in. The key felt weird though, like it was not really working, but the door opened.

A handsome man was inside, lying on the bed on the right side of the room. He was stark naked, his phone in his left hand, his HUGE dick in his right hand, a look of terror on his beautiful face as I moved back to the corridor and slammed the door.

This is how I met Austin.

 

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My First Year in College

Chapter 09: Jerk-off buddies

The next morning, my big brother showed absolutely no sign which would indicate he had noticed my creepy behaviour. I had almost zero sleep during the night and Mallory was actually the one who woke me up at almost 12am.

We spent some time together before Ryan drove me back to the station, 10 minutes away from their house.

"It was great having you man. We will have to play some tennis again. I want a rematch."

"Sure, big bro, you will lose again... But sure!" We hugged goodbye.

As always with my brother, we arrived a little bit early. I had some time to kill before my train would arrive and I ended up in a book store just outside the station. One of the employees was organizing a shelf. This was my lucky day: the employee was setting up the latest release of the Garuto manga. I had completely forgotten that it was supposed to come out that week-end!

I instantly went to pick one. Just before I bought it, I went back and picked a second one. I knew exactly who would be as excited as me to get a copy.

The ride back on the train was less exciting than the car-ride with my brother but I arrived on campus just on time for dinner and I was excited to see Austin. I chose to enter room 403 without knocking. I kind of wanted to stumble on him naked.

This was an understatement. All I wanted was to see my roommate naked.

When I entered the room, Austin was doing push ups on the floor and I got a nice view of his ass in a black short. Better than nothing. He turned around when he heard me, his bare chest was drenched with sweat. It was getting interesting.

Out of breath, he said:

"Hey... Ty... Welcome... back..." He fist-bumped me.

"Hi Austin! You still did not think you were fit enough? Football practice twice a week was not sufficient?"

"I will never be fit enough Ty." He said seriously. Austin was never kidding with his practice.

"Ok. Well, you should be nicer to me cause I have a surprise for you." I put my bag on the bed, he looked unsure.

Pearls of sweat were coming from his forehead to end up on his shoulders. "What do you mean?" He asked.

Without any further suspense, I opened my bag and gave him the Garuto's book.

His perplex look turned into a large smile.

"Ty! Where did you get that? It's the new edition!?"

"Yeah. They were just installing the books in Perv City's station. I had to take a copy. Well two copies, one for the both of us." I showed him my own copy.

"Wait... You mean you got that one for me?" He was so excited.

"Well... yeah."

He practically jumped towards me and hugged me. "Thanks bro!" His sweaty armpits, chest and hands were wetting me. "Oh sorry, I'm fucking sweaty!"

"That's fine bro", I said, being more honest than I probably had ever been with him. "I'm so glad you're excited too. I thought we could read it together tonight, I refrained from reading it on the train."

"Oh... I kinda had plans with Ashley tonight..." He looked down at his feet. But then at me again with a smile: "But fuck that! Garuto is more important than that! And Bros before Hoes, right?"

I laughed. I tried to play it cool but my heart was exploding inside of me.

"That's fine, we can read it tomorrow, I totally..."

"Shut up Ty. Let me go give a quick peck to Ashley right now and I'll come back in 10 minutes for Garuto night!"

Austin kept his promise. Less than 10 minutes later, we were both in our respective bed reacting at every twist and turn of the story.

We tried to pace ourselves but we kept reading until we had finished the book and it was 3 am. We still did not go to bed as we started talking about the week-end, Austin questioned me about my brother and then about my family. I did the same. He talked about Ashley, some of her habits started to annoy him. Music to my ears.

I was so glad to have found back the friendship which was starting to form. Garuto got me through tough times in life, and again, this book did a lot for me that evening.

The days which followed were a bit uneventful but Austin and I were closer than before. I was starting to get used to Austin and Ashley dating, Janice and I would learn to leave them alone when it was time and we also got to know each other this way. Nothing romantic though.

I also took the habit of checking RAMSOM_PL profile on Instagram. I could not see the posts and definitely could not send a request to subscribe but I was checking if the number of posts or of followers were increasing, it would be proof that my big brother was still using his secret Instagram account.

Because of what I had learnt about my big brother, I started to look at other people's feet differently, starting by Austin's large - and little bruised due to football practice - feet. Although, my passion for dicks was still stronger and after almost four weeks on campus, I had established a list of the biggest dicks of Building C.

This list was established in all seriousness in my head, after careful examination in the fourth-floor bathroom.

Coming first was undeniably Henry, I saw his dick for the first time while he was using doorless shower 2 and I almost thought I was hallucinating. I had never seen such a long non-erected dick. Not even in porn. At least 5 inches, probably 6, of a flaccid meaty black cock were hanging between his legs, below some thick pubic hair. Other guys would notice and we even started to call him "Big Boy".

Second place was attributed to my dear Austin. I had the pleasure to occasionally appreciate his dick both soft and erected and Austin was somehow both a grower and a shower. Although, maybe I was no objective as I considered Austin's penis pretty much like the 8th Wonder of the World.

Martin was probably third, his dick I also got to see hard, even if it was just for a brief moment. The bush was hiding a bit of his tool but it still looked very, very big. And it was thick. Martin was overall one of the sexiest man on Campus, exhuming daddy's vibes at only 20 years old.

I ranked Steve fourth. I am not sure I have mentioned Steve to you before. Steve was black with a lighter skin tone than Henry and was really attractive. He dated one of the hottest girls of campus and was part both of the wrestlers' and football's team. You can imagine his body... One morning, he was waiting for a shower to open, standing visibly hard in the middle of the bathroom. He did not seem to care one bit to show his erected cock while being surrounded by multiple guys. I had to applaud such confidence... and then jerked off to that sight in the toilet stall.

Gary's cut dick was pretty much the same size as me but he seemed to beat me on the girth. This would then put me sixth in the ranking, not so bad among those hung guys... I actually had a pretty decent size myself.

Who would I put seventh...?

"Tyler, are you here with us?" My English teacher interrupted my day dreaming.

"Yes, sorry... I'm here."

I must admit, I started to have some difficulties with keeping up with class, my first grades were not very good. I was just above average, way below where I was in high school. But I was not sleeping much -- I needed to catch Austin jerking off every time that I could -- and most of my time awake was spent fantasizing about dicks: sometimes it was Austin's, sometimes my brother's, other times Martin, Steve and Henry would come into play, I would also dream about Professor Fletcher... I felt like my Constitutional Law teacher was wearing more and more revealing clothes. At some point, I am pretty sure I saw a jockstrap through his pants.

To make it simple: I was a very horny young man and I needed to lose my virginity asap.

Every Tuesday and Thursday nights, Austin was at football practice. I had the whole room to myself and I could study in peace. Often than not, I would just end up jerking my dick off watching some porn on my computer.

That Thursday, I went back to a new favorite of mine: toss my black salad!

I don't know what Austin was imagining while watching this porn series, but clearly, I was picturing myself in the girl shoes, ready to be tormented, fucked, spat on, pissed on, and cummed on... by a multitude of big black dicks. Action was getting more intense and I pushed the volume a bit more (I had my earphones on) to hear the guys talking with each other. Their filthy language was a good part of the fun:

"Look at that fucking whore! All she needs is a big black dick down her throat."

"Now, come clean my dirty ass you filthy bitch. Yeah, lick it deep!"

"Suck my friend's cock and don't forget to swallow all of his juicy cum or I'll punish you, cunt."

I was beating myself hard when suddenly, I felt something on my chest...

Someone gripping me!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"

I literally jumped, my earphones were smashed out my ears and out of the computer, and I fell from my chair, totally naked. I screamed and was panting heavily. I looked above me, Austin was laughing like a maniac, almost crying.

"OH MY GOD BRO!"

I was shaking. On the floor. So exposed. Still semi-hard.

"Fuck Austin!!" I was pissed. "Fuck you!!" I tried to hide my dick with my hands.

As the earphones flown off during my fall, the porn was now loud and clear in the room and in the middle of this mess, we could hear:

"Yes, fuck my ass big daddy! Give it to me good!"

We both started laughing at the situation.

"Great taste in porn mate!" Austin said, sitting on the chair I was using a minute before.

Would he understand that I spied on him and that was the reason why I was watching this particular series? At least, he had not caught me watching gay porn... Well, not officially... Sometimes, the closeness between those male performers was kind of suspicious, to say the least.

I stood up, put my underwear back on. Super embarrassed.

"You are not finishing off?" asked Austin, visibly very amused by the situation. "Blue balls are not good for your health!"

I looked at him, puzzled.

"You caught me masturbating, great on you man. I caught you the very first day I arrived here."

"Touché". He spoke. "Well, 1 for 1 then."

Austin did not know that we were actually more like 14 for 1. I had watched him masturbating under the covers so many times that I had already lost count at this point.

"Look at her." He said. "That's a proper bitch. I did not think you like it that rough, you hide your cards well Tyler Braxton."

"You like hardcore porn too?" I pretended not to know and continued: "I find softcore too boring."

"I think all guys of our generation like hardcore! We are fucked up in our minds man! Ashley does everything she can, I mean, I can fuck her in the ass, she blows me, but porn twists us! Sometimes, I feel like it really fucks with me as I don't know if I'll be able to truly enjoy normal sex. You know what I mean? And the problem is that bitches like them (he pointed to the movie still playing) do not exist in real life..." He paused. "Well, according to Tobias' stories, they do exist..." He did not finish his thought and got lost in his own mind.

I did not expect such a truthful, and in some way, deep, answer. It looked like Austin was questioning himself about his taste for rough porn for quite a while now. Also, Tobias Finnigan seemed to be sharing some spicy stories after training...

"Sorry, I killed the mood." He eventually said, smiling while the girl was still moaning loudly in the background.

"Not at all, I think everyone has his kinks and fetishes." I said to reassure him. "I'm sure some people would actually be happy to be degraded like this girl."

I used the term "people" and not "girls" purposely. Although, I did not go as far as saying that I, personally, would like to be treated like that.

"Maybe... Although, she does not seem to enjoy it too much in this instance. She's literally crying." He said, semi laughing. "It does get me hard though." He looked down his pants, I looked too.

"Me too" I said. That was only partially true. Austin was the one getting me horny there.

"Well, after all, we all know it's just a fantasy. She's an actress." That seemed like a good excuse enough for Austin to jerk off to a crying woman and just like that, he pulled out his dick out of his pants. "No need to write an essay about this, let's just wank it and get done with it." And he started masturbating before my eyes.

Did I just die during my fall and was sent to Heaven?

His dick was not totally hard at first, but slowly I saw the veins forming and the monster rising out of Austin's pants. This time, I would not be embarrassed or escape. I would enjoy every second of it. Soon I would see an almost unbelievably huge and fully erected dick in front of me.

I brought the other chair, put It right next to Austin who still was sitting - and now masturbating - in my chair and I pulled off my underwear. Austin took off his sweatshirt and t shirt. We started jerking off right next to another, both fully naked.

"Do you think she can take 3 dicks in her ass?" he asked as if he were a mathematician on a research study.

"I've already seen this one, I know she can, she does it later on." I replied.

"Impressive girl. Let's skip to that point then!"

Austin's passion for dicks seemed stronger than mine sometimes... And this is saying something!

He was very into the movie, and I was very into him; so, this configuration worked out perfectly. He was working his dick with one hand and then two. I could not help to stare. He took notice and smirked at me.

"It's big right? 9 inches!" He said proudly. "9.5 inches on a good day! The girl I was fucking in high school could barely suck the tip of it!"

"You should start a career in porn you know." I replied. "You could fuck girls like that!" I looked at the screen where the girl was sucking two huge cocks at the same time.

"I thought about it." He said while beating his cock and playing with his foreskin around its head. I could not tell if he was serious or not.

The movie showed some rimming, usual for this series, and Austin did not seem uncomfortable jerking off to it beside me. I could hear his hand fapping against his balls. They seemed full. I was trying not to drool. At some point, Austin clicked on another video. Two girls. Maybe he wanted to signify that he was still straight after all.

The lesbian porn did nothing to me but it was clearly doing a lot for Austin who was now breathing heavily. I felt my precum leaking on my fingers pressed against my dick. Austin's cockhead was leaking too. Sometimes, he would stop jerking off for a few seconds and his cock would rest on his muscular abs, wetting them with precum. It looked too damn delicious.

I was about to lose control and kneel down to lick it all off when he said:

"Fuck Ty, I think I'm gonna cum what about you?"

"Same!"

A few seconds later, a huge load of thick white cum exploded from his dick and landed on his right nipple, then a second load on his chin, and a third load... oh my god... landed on my right upper arm. "Sorry bro" he said, while he continued to cum on his abs and fingers, not able to control himself.

I exploded, my own cum flying on my chest and arms. Mixing with Austin's juice. I was still hard after cumming.

"Wow."

Austin handed me some tissues with a nasty smile. I was once again frustrated with the waste when we could have eaten that delicious cum!

"Well, that felt good." He got up, his now soft dick hanging between his thighs. He touched my shoulder. "Sorry for the friendly fire!"

My dick which had just cummed throbbed again when he touched me. I could not tell if he had noticed.

"These are the risks that come with hanging with your jerk-off buddy" I said, smiling. I was ecstatic and could not refrain myself.

"Ahah, yeah, I guess. Let's go wash our mess my filthy friend."

We grabbed our towels and went straight to the bathroom. He showered next to me in the door-less second stall. This time, he stayed there for a long time and while I was drying off, I could watch him soaping himself and rinsing. Taking his time to wash his flaccid uncut dick and now empty balls.

Thank God for Coach Tunner who had to cancel football practice that night.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

 

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My First Year in College

Chapter 20: Birthday cake (Part 2)

I was born on April 5th 2003 and I celebrated my 19th birthday on April 5th 2022. The whole gang had prepared me a surprise party and invited my brother and Mallory to join in. It was one of the best birthdays of my life! I was out. I was finally me. I was surrounded by friends and family.

Crazy how life can turn around. Eight weeks prior, I was living the worst day of my life, and there I was, living my best life surrounded by the people I loved most.

Ashley got me a calendar of naked firemen that I put above my bed when I returned to my bedroom. I was sitting on the edge of my bed checking the (very hot) month of May when Austin came in after his shower.

He was only wearing his towel.

"Thank you so much again... For organizing this! For the watch, I know you were the one who chose it! I love it!" Austin and the guys had offered me a beautiful watch that I was proudly wearing on my fully healed left wrist.

"I'm glad you like your gifts." He insisted on the "s" in gifts, looked at the watch and then at the naked man on the calendar.

"I do! And I cannot wait for the month of May." I winked at Austin while I put back the calendar on the current month of April, the April's model was hot too but the shot was a bit dated and inexpressive.

"Are you ready for the last one?" Asked Austin.

"Last one? What do you mean?"

"You don't remember? I told you I've had a big surprise in mind for your 19th birthday!"

"Oh..." I was intrigued although it was hard to focus, he was grinning, just wearing his towel in front of me. "I thought the surprise was the party, the watch."

"I still have one gift for you, and you know what we say, last but not least." He untucked his towel. Revealing a racy red jockstrap with thin black bands. He pointed to his bulge, his dick looked like it was about to burst out of the jock.

"It's yours!" He announced.

The dick? Or the jock? What did he mean? My own cock immediately woke up in my pants.

"I bought it just for you. I thought you would not mind that I wear it before to... well, to taste the materials!"

"I.... I don't." I stuttered.

He came closer towards me. As I was sitting, my eyes were right at the level of his (insanely huge) bulge. His pubes were poking out of the black strap. Austin seemed so proud of making me lose my cool. Obviously, I was blushing.

"When I turned 19, you offered me a very special gift. I thought I could return the favor." He said.

My heart started racing. I remembered perfectly what I offered him on his birthday. My lips. My mouth. His hard cock cumming inside of my throat. Was he actually offering me his dick?! I felt my dick getting harder. What was his end plan? I tried to look away from the bulge to look at his eyes, above me.

"Austin, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked seriously.

"Look, from what I recall, you are more of an ass guy. Do you remember, one day, I promised you that I would make you lick a good ass?"

This was true. During one of the drunk nights with the guys, when asked what my kink was in bed, I said I wanted to lick a girl's ass. I meant a guy's ass of course, but other than that, the fantasy was true. Austin knew that.

He turned around. Showing me off his bubble butt, perfectly held by the jockstrap.

"I want to keep my promise. Do you think my ass could do?" He was playing with me.

Pretending to be naive. He went as far as spreading his butt cheeks. My dick got so hard, I thought I would cum right at this instant inside my pants. His pink asshole opened wide while his ass was just a few inches from my face.

"Austin... are you... are you sure?"

"I am." His tone was a bit more serious; he was still facing the other way around so it was hard to probe him. "I want my gift to be as good as the one you gave to me! And since, you had offered me a piece of clothing and a blowjob for my own 19th birthday, I thought it was the perfect circle. I could do the same!"

Austin played with the bands of his jockstrap "this is the piece of clothing"; then, he bent over to expose his asshole even more. "...And this is your blowjob, turned into a rimjob as you are more of an ass guy!".

He had shaved, but not perfectly. His ass strapped was perfection. I was already drooling.

"Austin... I am really going to do it if you don't stop teasing me!"

"I want you too!" He turned around to face me. "Look, if this is weird or uncomfortable for you, we can stop here and we can say that was just a joke, but if you want it, I'm dead serious, I had never had my ass licked properly before and I don't know, I thought that maybe you would like..."

"Shut up" I stood up and pushed him against his bed, he fell on it, a bit disoriented.

"Wow, Ty."

I did not stop there and grabbed his legs.

"Hold them, spread your ass, just like that." I ordered. He had played with fire; he had awakened something in me and I was starving.

Austin obeyed, he positioned himself against the wall, lied down and threw his legs in the air. He held his cheeks with his two hands to spread them, wide open.

"Can I get naked?" I asked.

"Go for it." He said.

I undressed and jerked off. My dick was already full of precum, it was heavily leaking from the head. I was enjoying the view; his tight opened anus was stunning. You know what the crazy part is if you have read my story so far. One drunk night, three months prior, I had already licked this beautiful asshole and Austin did not even know about that, and now, he was literally offering himself to me.

"Toss my roommate salad, volume 1" I said a few inches from his ass. He laughed at my stupid joke and this laughter made his asshole winked at me. I was stunned.

"Do you want me to talk dirty?" He asked.

"What do you want to say?"

"I don't know. Something like, eat my fucking ass, you bitch!" He was semi laughing but I was dead serious.

I knelt down and started to lick his ass at the sound of these words. I felt his whole body shaking at first.

"Are you good?" I asked.

"Keep on going." His eyes were closed now. That was a bit disappointing, just like when I sucked his dick, he still could not look at me. I spat on his pink asshole and went down on it. And then, in it. I spread his anus with my fingers and inserted my tongue.

"Fuck, this is what girls don't do, they just scratch the surface, they don't go IN it!" He was baffled.

I went deeper, I made it sloppy. The more I was going at it, the more I was beating my dick. I went back and forth, fucking his asshole with my tongue, then very deep, looking for his prostate. He started to moan.

I touched the jockstrap, felt his bulge, his dick was still flaccid. It was not totally soft but he was far from hard. I had to do a better job. I rubbed his cock through the fabric. I went back in his ass at the same time, making a mess with my saliva.

"Does my asshole taste good, bitch?"

"It does. It's the best thing I have ever eaten in my life!" It was true.

"Huuummm... Keep going then..." He was getting hard under my hand that I had slipped under the jock. I got the balls out, licking them alternatively with his asshole. Now going up and down.

"Your ass is so fucking good, Austin. Delicious!" I said, I wanted to taste every bit of him.

"Keep on eating! This is your birthday cake!" He pushed my head on his ass, while rubbing his balls and asshole on my nose, mouth and chin. I felt my dick throbbing so hard.

"Wait" Austin suddenly said. That got me anxious that I had done something wrong but he only wanted to change position. He got on his knees on the floor, bent over to expose his ass, put his head against the carpet and spread his butt cheeks again with his hands: "Happy birthday Tyler! Come eat your cake!"

I knelt down behind him and kept going at his ass like a mad man. I was eager to show him what I was capable of! How I was so much better than those girls who barely touched his ass. He moaned louder.

"HMMMMMMM, eat your fucking meal!" He grunted.

He moved his own ass back and forth to push it against my head. I kept my tongue out of my mouth so he could fuck himself with it. I was in paradise. I kept on jerking off and soon enough, I could not help it and cummed in my right hand, my left hand was still on his dick which was now mostly out of the red jockstrap. The underwear was already stained with precum and saliva.

"This is the best birthday cake I have ever eaten!" I shouted, almost in a delirious state.

"MMMMMMMMM...." I felt his dick pulsating, now I could see the full 9.5 inches that I loved so much. He was leaking precum too. "YOU DO LIKE MY ASSHOLE! YOU FUCKING DIRTY WHORE!"

"YES, I LOVE IT. I LOVE WHEN YOU ARE NASTY. EATING YOU JUST MADE ME CUM SO HARD!" I put my nose in his ass, then my mouth, I wanted to go deep. I played around his asshole with my fingers and my saliva. I added some of my own cum on it too. This was filthy. He kept on moaning. I was jerking him at the same time.

"I want to make you cum" I said.

"Suck me deep." He turned around, laying down, his back against the floor. His huge dick was out of the jockstrap, ready to be serviced. His eyes were still closed.

I went for it. I gagged on his cock while rubbing his asshole with my now free hand. I put some more of my own cum on his anus. I deepthroated his cock and felt the tears coming out of my eyes. Austin deserved this so much. I was choking with it but kept on pushing myself.

"Move away!" He shouted.

Did I do something wrong? I did not, he just needed to cum. At first, I did not understand why I was depraved from his cum. I was disappointed. I wanted him to feed me. But then, I realized, he put back his dick in the jockstrap before unloading his semen. Of course, he had thought this through, Austin was gifting me the jock, he wanted it to be full of his warm cum.

I was in awe.

I saw the jockstrap being slowly filled with his milk, some going through the fabric, as Austin was grunting and shaking of pleasure. Then, he took it off and handed it to me. I refused to take it. I opened my mouth instead. He got the message. He put the dirty jockstrap in my mouth.

"Fuck, you're actually a bad bitch!" He joked.

I nodded with the jockstrap full of his warm cum in my mouth.

I loved him more than anything in the world. His taste was perfect. When I thought I had enjoyed the flavor of his cum and sweats sufficiently, I spat the underwear out of my mouth and looked at the mess.

"That was definitely interesting!"

"Yes, that was! I hope you enjoyed your birthday! You cannot say that I did not give my whole to make it special for you." Austin winked at me.

"You did. It was the best birthday of my life! Seriously."

I meant it. We smiled at each other and went to bed. The jockstrap still on the floor, between us. Will I have to wait for my next birthday to taste his ass again?

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My First Year in College

Chapter 16: Doing a Martin (Part 2)

On January 27th, we all celebrated Austin's 19th birthday. I had bought him a new wrestling singlet. He was new to the sport and had to borrow some singlets from Steve for each of his class. As you can imagine I had picked the most revealing one I could find, bright yellow, with as little as fabric as possible. I could not wait for him to try it on.

As usual, the evening started to get wild with the guys. Crowded in Gary and Steve's room, we started to play a game of truth or dare.

"Martin?" Started Gary.

"Truth."

"Did you ever sleep with a woman over 50?"

"Damn right I did! And it was great!" Martin bowed down, proud of himself. Everyone else applauded and/or fist bumped him.

"Keep your mommies away guys!" Shouted Luis to warn us all. Everyone got a good laugh, although, I was pretty sure nothing would stop Martin to actually fuck one of our moms.

"Steve?" Asked Martin.

"Dare!"

"Run naked through the hallway!" Ordered Martin. "Now!"

"I am not surprised you want to see me naked Martin! I saw your looks in the locker-rooms after practice!" It was pretty ironic as Steve was always the one who seemed to stare at everyone else in our shared bathroom. I thought of the many times I got to see his boner in the past few weeks only. My ears went a little red.

"Yeah, Steve... if you say so... Now, take off those clothes!" Martin had always a sort of authoritarian tone. He made me think of Professor Fletcher in a way. Wait, Professor Fletcher did say those exact words to me actually.

I smiled to myself while Steve took off his clothes, not even trying to hide his genitals. He started running in the corridor with a huge smile on his beautiful face, his black flaccid cock flopping against his muscular thighs.

He put back his underwear on. Only his underwear, why bother to have more clothes on when you look like that? Then he said:

"Birthday boy! Truth or dare?!"

"Dare." Replied Austin.

"I dare you to drink 3 shots of tequila out of Henry's belly button!"

Henry took off his shirt right away; This one too was always happy to show off his muscular smooth body.

"At least, he is shaved" said Gary "easier than if it were on Martins".

Martin showed off his hairy torso with a smirk. "Next time maybe." He winked.

You bet that I LOVED these parties among the guys.

Austin obliged and drank out of Henry's body. He did not leave a single drop.

"Henry" He said.

"Dare!" Shouted Henry immediately.

"Pay back time: Drink 4 shouts out of Martin's belly button!"

"Fuck you man!"

Martin was too glad to completely take off his shirt and present his hairy chest to Henry. Henry seemed to be grossed out but did not shy away, he sucked on the belly button, and told he had swallowed some hair afterwards. Again, everybody was drunk and giggling.

"Tyler. Truth or Dare?" Henry asked.

I knew that if I responded truth, I would probably have to lie but I was scared of the dare. However, I would not mind drinking some alcohol of Austin's body so I went for it.

"Dare!"

"Wow Tyler grew some balls!" Teased Martin.

"Shut up" Austin said, defending me. I just gave Martin the finger and everybody laughed.

"Ok... I dare you to suck Austin's dick as a nice birthday present! I think the man of the hour deserves it!"

This was way out of line compared to the other challenges and way out of character for Henry. He was drunk, but still. There were a few seconds of silence. I looked at Austin. His hand was actually approaching his zipper and his crotch -- oh my god, were we doing this?! - when Henry said:

"Ok maybe that's a lot for a first blowjob... You should suck Gary instead, more manageable."

Everybody laughed, once again, not me though and not Gary who complained: "My dick is hard to manage as well... I mean... It is big!". Austin, on my right side, kept on smiling but almost seemed disappointed we did not go through with it.

"Come on Henry, give me a real challenge, something doable." I pleaded.

"Ok, ok. Just suck on this banana then! But I want a beautiful deep-throat!"

"Great idea!" Encouraged Steve.

"Martin should be the judge of my banana sucking skills then. He's the expert, right?" I said, daring the guys.

"Go ahead Ty, I'll give you your grade." Martin said imitating our strict English teacher. "Let's see if you can do a Martin properly."

Gary handed me a banana. To be honest, I had already done that once or twice before, privately though, not in a room full of straight college guys. I proceeded and tried to deep-throat the banana, under the hissing and applause of the guys. Why should I care, I went straight for it! Once I gagged, I pushed it back.

"I am impressed Tyler. I would give you a B+. You could have gone deeper but I salute the commitment" Martin shook my hand while inspecting the saliva on the banana. A devilish look in his eyes.

"Martin." I said. "You have already used your truth, right? So, Dare?"

"Dare, sure! You can ask me anything!"

"Try to go deeper than me on that banana. If you can..."

There was some tension in the air.

"Sure, I'm not a pussy" He took the banana out of my hand, it was still full of my saliva but Martin forced it down his throat right away, almost completely, a tear coming out of his eyes.

"SHIT!" Said Steve. "Wow, he really did go for it. It almost got me hard!"

Martin kept the banana in his mouth, almost challenging us all to laugh or to try to do better.

"Man, that's good, you did it." I spoke. Impressed. Intimidated even.

Martin kept on going and only removed the banana from his throat 20 seconds later, when it was totally drenched with his saliva. "The fucker!"

The challenges followed for almost half an hour until everyone was too drunk to understand the rules of the game. I know, the rules were pretty simple but we were also really drunk. Luis ended up totally naked, he looked delicious. Gary and Steve had to make out and they weirdly seemed into it.

When we got back to our room, Austin and I were both dizzy. We struggled to open the door, both giggling like two teenagers.

"Happy 19th!" I shouted, once again.

"Thank you, my friend!" He put his arm around my neck.

"I am sorry you did not get a blowjob from a good slut for your birthday!" I hugged him.

He was undressing, now getting fully naked. I was too. We were still semi hugging. The moment was getting deeply erotic.

"Well Ty... for your birthday, I'll think to get you a hooker! I know you want to lick some bitches' ass very bad, I'll find a way to get you that!" We laughed again. I was buzzing.

I was too drunk to think straight.

Literally, I thought very gay.

He was naked before me and for the first time ever, I touched his flaccid cock. I wanted him.

"I can sacrifice myself for the team." I said seriously, staring into his blue eyes, my hand on his cock.

Austin looked at me intensely. Then, he understood.

"You think you'd know how?"

I was still sober enough to avoid mentioning what I had done with my Laws Professor to prove my skills.

"Well, I guess it's not that complicated. I have already sucked on a banana". He started to touch his now semi-hard penis, grinning.

"Ok. Wait." He turned on the computer and launched a porn. It was not the usual stuff we would watch. In a hurry, he clicked on the first video he saw, it looked like a 90's movies with very hairy guys and normal looking girls.

He lied down on his bed.

"Let me focus on the movie." Austin slowly got harder. I was standing next to him in my boxer briefs. I was getting hard myself despite the alcohol going through my body.

I knelt down. That did feel weird and Austin looked at me, a bit unsure. I joked: "I am just about to pray the lord, nothing else".

"Man... that's so fucked up." I did not move, but then he continued: "I'm hard, you can try!"

I leant towards his big dick; I had never been that close. I took a good look, enjoying the moment. I had already seen his cock harder but it was better this way, I could ease it in my mouth while it was still a bit soft. I appreciated every vein, his big balls, his pubic hair.

I touched his dick with my hand first. He was focusing on the porn on the computer but he moaned. I played with the foreskin with my fingers, let the head out and finally, I went in, started to suck the tip of it.

Austin moaned again.

I was now sucking his dick. Taking as much in as I could. I was hoping he would guide me with his hands in my hair but he was lying still, sometimes touching his dick with his own hand but never touching me. I felt his tool growing inside my mouth. I touched his balls.

"Am I doing this right?" I asked.

"Shut up." He said abruptly. "I'm trying to picture you as a girl!"

As pathetic as this may sound, that broke my heart a little. He could enjoy my mouth only if he believed it was not mine. It did not stop me though. This was just too good. He tasted too damn delicious. I went on him deeper, harder. He moaned louder.

"Fuck, fuck" he said.

I looked towards his face; his eyes were closed. I was leaking tons of precum on the floor. My own dick was really hard. I was starting to really get into it, then I remembered I was supposed to be straight and I removed myself a bit.

He let me go and just jerked himself off with his hands for a while, still without opening his eyes.

"Thanks bro! That was a nice birthday present!"

My eyes were teary, and not only because of the difficulty of gagging on his now well erected dick. My feelings of lust, of love, of fear were overwhelming me.

He kept on jerking off:

"How did it feel?" He asked softly.

"Weird." I replied. Instead of delicious. Instead of paradise. Instead of "I love you". Instead of "Fuck me in the ass now."

He opened his eyes and saw that I was a bit distraught.

"Dude, are you ok? That's just a dick! You did not have to!" He looked concerned now.

I smiled. I was playing the role of the straight guy a bit too well, maybe.

"No that's fine. We have to experiment! You told it yourself, my own brother did it with his friends, no big deal! I'll tell you what, I'll even finish. I'll try to challenge me and go deeper. I'll do you a proper Martin! Then I'm counting on you to do the same thing to me on my birthday."

He did not answer but closed his eyes again. Implicitly telling me to go for it.

I went on his dick again, this time trying to do a better job. It was very thick, and it was longer than the only other dick I ever had in mouth. But I wanted it so bad. I let some tears rolled down my cheeks as I was pushing myself to swallow my roommate monster cock. It was now fully hard.

Actually, I had never seen it that hard: 9.5. inches ofraw meat.

This time, I played with my tongue and went back and forth. Austin was moaning louder and louder. He placed his hands behind his own head, like he was relaxing and letting me finishing him off. I always loved when he put his hands like this. Showing off pecs, armpits and biceps. I went on his dick harder. Licking his head. I touched his balls at the same time. I spat on it with the saliva forming in my mouth while I was gagging.

"FUCK!! That's fucking good!"

He could not hide his enjoyment anymore, some precum flew down my throat. I was touching my own dick and I jizzed, as my nose was touching his pubic hair, a large amount of cum fell on the floor. I did not tell him. It started to get even sloppier, I guess I was now "doing a Martin" right!

"Ty, be careful... I'm gonna..."

I did not stop.

"Ty... I"

I went deeper as I ever did, fighting against my gag reflex against his rock-hard dick, playing with my tongue.

"TYYY!!!"

He cummed inside my mouth. I was so surprise I spat half out of the cum on his thighs and abs. I almost went to swallow the rest when Austin snapped me back to reality and said:

"So sorry bro! I could not help it!"

With my mouth full of cum, I said: "Happy birthday!"

He laughed. I did too.

Sadly, I knew what I had to do to keep up the appearances. Did it still matter at this point? I had no idea but I wasted some more of that precious liquid. I spat some cum out of my mouth into the sink.

"Man... I don't know if I could do the same to you... I can jerk you off though? You made me cum I should help you out." He offered.

I had already jizzed. A lot. But Austin did not need to know that.

"No, that was YOUR birthday present. I'm too tired anyway."

"Ok, then..." He was still visibly drunk, closed his eyes, and started to doze off a few minutes later, naked on his bed, his semen sticking on his defined and slightly hairy abs.

The first time we jerked off side by side, I could not believe it and then, it became a habit.

The first time we jerked each other off, I could not believe it and then, it became a habit.

Could this blowjob become a habit too? One closeted gay guy can always hope.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 07: Toss my black salad

I did not see much of Austin during our first week-end on campus. He spent his time between Ashley and his new football friends, and I spent most of the week-end, apart from a tennis practice, in our room watching YouTube videos, reading manga and playing video-games.

We were still very cordial with Austin, but cordial is not the best word to qualify a healthy relationship and even less so, a friendship... In a weird way, I started to get the feeling that Austin had given up on me. He had tried to include me but I was too geeky and awkward to fit in anywhere.

The truth is: I was jealous that he was making so much friends and spending so much time with Ashley even though I knew that I had no right to resent him for that.

At least, I still had one thing: the view of his body every time he would change or go to bed.

Clearly, Austin was getting more and more comfortable. Like Gary and Martin, by week two, Austin would now get naked pretty easily in the bathroom or, and I liked it even more that way, in our own room.

Often, I could peek at this ass or his large uncut cock.

Austin always slept wearing only his underwear and the covers became more and more optional. Also, after his first wank session, the masturbation -- still under the sheets though - seemed to become part of his nightly routine except for the times he would come back from Ashley's room. That girl would deprave me of my shows!

After what happened when I surprised them fucking, there was an unspoken rule that if he should have sex with Ashley, that would only happen outside of our room.

I was not sleeping much and the purposes of my days were pretty much waiting for the night to come so that I could finally appreciate which type of underwear Austin would wear that evening, how much of a bulge it would show, and how long it would take him to cum under the sheets. If I were in luck, I would also be awarded with a quick strip tease and a view of his meaty flaccid dick.

I did run into Martin a couple of times after the party but he did not mention any orgy and I was starting to think I may have imagined the whole thing. Although, the image of his erected juicy and hairy dick was still well imprinted in my mind. Also, the black cock-sucking girl was in my English class. The lucky bitch!

I had planned to spend the following week-end at my brother's place.

My older brother Ryan would be kind enough to pick me up after my Constitutional Laws on Friday, a class that I had refused to miss; - Professor Fletcher's butt may have had something do with that decision -- and I would come back by train on Sunday night.

The night before I left and despite the weird vibes we were having, Austin, unknowingly, offered me a beautiful present.

I woke up in the middle of the night, satisfied to hear the familiar sound of Austin's heavy breathing and beating under the covers. My eyes were still closed but I could feel that there was something different this time. In a way, the breathing seemed to be more intense and I could almost hear him moaning. This goes without saying, I got hard instantly.

When I semi opened my eyes, always trying to remain discreet, the room was not in its usual darkness. A light was coming from Austin's bed. His phone. While he would usually jerk off his eyes closed, this time, he was watching a video. I could not see everything because of the stupid desk and chair which were standing between the two beds, but I could identify that he was watching porn.

Hardcore porn.

My heart was pounding fast and loud, I even feared he might notice but thankfully, he was also wearing air pods and was listening to the video as much as he was watching it.

I was more at ease to move a bit, just enough to slide down my own underwear and grab my dick under the covers.

I almost screamed when I noticed he was watching a gay porn!

At least a dozen of black and Latino men were showing off their huge dicks and thick asses to the camera. All of them looked tasty as fuck. I could have cummed right away. Austin, gay?!

Then, I sadly realized that one white girl was featured in the movie, on the floor among those men. She was not even pretty but fully naked and on her knees, her mouth wide open.

Not a gay porn after all, just your regular 15 on 1 gang-bang scene.

All of those dicks were so closed to each other, sometimes touching, as the brunette girl was going from one hunk to another. The fact that this was the type of porn that turned Austin on got me to precum very fast. How many cocks was he jerking off too? When your porn has more males than women in it, does it not make you, at least, a bit bi? Myself, I would watch tons of straight porn as long as it would involve a sufficient number of big cocks.

Austin was focused; he was beating his dick harder than the previous nights, biting his tongue.

When they started to fuck the girl, he advanced the video to the point where the girl was double penetrated, wait, triple penetrated?! Fuck, that bitch was good at her job! My view was not perfect and sometimes I missed part of the action but it did seem that the more dicks were involved, the more satisfied Austin was getting.

At some point, Austin looked towards my direction, probably to check if I was still asleep. I am pretty sure he did not notice anything. From the previous nights, I had learnt to be almost invisible so that I would not disturb his jerk-off sessions.

I had been watching him and the porn for fifteen minutes or so when the guys started to explode on the girl's face, one by one. Well, sometimes two of them would ejaculate at the same time, sending friendly fire to their male co-star. All of this seemed to turn Austin on as he unintentionally sucked his fingers. He was -- purposely or not -- licking his precum. I could not blame him; I was hard as a rock myself and I had to refrain from cumming.

When all the guys had deposited their loads on the trashy girl's face, she was unrecognizable, one could barely see her eyes under this much semen. I thought Austin was waiting for this moment to cum, but he did not.

Surprisingly, the video was not over. The guys were not done and moved on to sit on a couch, then left up their legs, offering their assholes for a rimming session. FUCK. And this was not considered gay?!

The girl, still full of cum, would crawl down towards them and go down to each of this guy's asshole, licking their anus while she would leave a mixture of all of the men semen deep inside their respective ass. One guy was even spreading the cheeks of his mate, making sure the girl would have an easy... and wide access... to the asshole of his co-star.

Straight bromance: what's more beautiful than that?

Austin was breathing hard and moved part of the covers. I could now see his hand moving and part of his large cock. The sight of his erected shaft in the darkness sent me to the edge. The girl was still at the centre of it but the porn was turning really nasty. I heard Austin moaning louder.

He moved the phone a bit and I could barely see the rest, but from what I could tell, the next few minutes involved some more rimming and a guy literally pissing on the girl while she was eating out his friend. Who knew Austin would enjoy such filth?! I could now feel my precum sliding down my own dick, reaching my balls. But I refused to cum before Austin.

Finally, while the girl was apparently left to rest on the floor, the men took turn slapping her and spitting on her, degrading that bitch even further. Austin exploded at that moment. This time, the moan was loud and clear and there was absolutely no doubt he had just released his load.

I closed my eyes but I could not help to cum at the exact same time. I felt the cum pouring on my chest while I tried to stay still and hidden.

Degrading, filthy, nasty porn, that was the type of stuff which got Austin going then. How pathetic I was, that I would have let him do all of those things to me: slapping, spitting, cumming, pissing... I would have rimmed that ass like it was my last meal, suck his dick until I would be choking myself... I was totally willing to become my roommate's sex slave.

I did not dare reopen my eyes at first but I could hear Austin fixing himself. The temptation was too high. I took a peek.

The covers were now besides him as his huge dick, now semi hard but still full of cum was lying on his chest. He was using some tissues to clean up the mess -- again such a waste -, but by the grace of God, Austin was using his phone's light to give him, and give me, a proper view of the white semen sliding down his abs.

Thick white sperm. The best kind.

I closed my eyes again, terrified he would see me checking him out.

I waited half an hour to hear him snore and I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. My own cum had dried on me.

In the bathroom, I did some investigation on my phone. Typing some key words of the scene I had just watched. After some research, I did not find the exact video he was watching but I found the website and series it was coming from: "toss my black salad!"

Such a poetic title for this modern work of art.

Despite the night he just had, Austin still woke up with his usual tent in his underwear the next morning. That guy was always horny. Well, I guess we all were at that time in our life.

Best thing though: he was now barely hiding it. Lying above the cover, he was exposing proudly his hard on under his boxers. I could not tell if it was intentional or if he just did not care.

"Mornin' Austin." I said.

"Mornin' Ty, you slept ok?" I cringed, remembering what happened just a few hours before.

"Fine, you?"

"Great." You bet... I thought. "I'm going to hop in the shower now; I have class early on Fridays." He stood up.

"Enjoy". Before he left the room, I wanted to talk to him: "Hey Austin, remember, I won't be here this week-end, I'm leaving at 2 this afternoon, back on Sunday night. So, if you want to use the room and... and invite Ashley over... I guess that would be the time."

He turned back to face me. Even after two weeks, I could not get over this perfect body. He had grown some hair on his chest. *Focus on his face Tyler, not the bulge and treasure trail.*

"Oh... You're sure?"

"Yes of course, why not? I won't be here so it's all good."

"Well... great mate." He smiled. "It's just that... I felt like you were really mad about last time I invited Ashley over and..."

"Look, that night, someone had puked on me. I just wanted to forget about the party, go to sleep and the room was taken... I was just frustrated."

"Yeah... I see. Totally, sorry about that. The puking... and the fucking." We both smiled. "I don't live alone in that room and I should have considered you before doing anything here, it was my mistake."

"Look, Austin, that's fine, maybe I overreacted."

"No, you're right. I was just not thinking clearly, I was drunk and horny as hell. It's a risky combo for my brain!" He grabbed his dick in his underwear: "That one was doing all the thinking for me!"

I laughed. My dick twitched under my sheets.

"Ok then, go take your shower and if we don't see each other until then, have a nice week-end"

He walked back towards me, his towel in his hand, still wearing only his underwear -- that I knew were full of cum -- and hugged me quickly: "nice weekend bro!"

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My First Year in College

Chapter 08: Brotherly bond

Only Professor Fletcher's thick ass could make me think of something else than Austin's jerk off session the night before.

That Friday morning, I purposely sat right in front of my favourite lecturer's desk, finding the perfect angle to study his body. I figured that such research would end up much more useful than Constitutional Laws anyway.

My hard on persisted during the two hours of class, day dreaming about all the things that man could do to me.

I did have some ideas on what I could do to him and starting by opening his hole with my tongue seemed like a great plan. Sometimes I could swear Professor Fletcher look back straight at me and would even spread his legs, so that I would have a better view of his bulge. It seemed big, did he not wear underwear? Maybe he had a semi... Maybe he loved being watched? Certainly, he did, flaunting his body in tight shirt and pants as he was. A boy can dream, right?

After a quick lunch with Gary, I met up with my brother who had come to pick me up. As always, right on time.

Ryan was wearing stylish brown shorts and a black tank top, exposing his large shoulder and armpits. It was a hot day in the end of September and Ryan was enjoying the sun outside of his car, leaned against the hood.

"Hey big brother!" I said walking towards him.

"Hey Ty!" He hugged me. His big arms felt right around me. He was sweating, I liked it. I knew this feeling was wrong but I had missed him a lot and, although I am not proud to admit it, I had missed his body as well.

"How is college life treating you?".

We entered the car and started chatting. I retold the last couple of weeks, omitting some details like the orgy I stumbled on during the first party on campus or my fascination for my roommate's dick.

I must have mentioned Austin a couple of times during the one-hour drive to Ryan's place though, since Ryan asked me, when pulling over in his street:

"You sure seem to like that roommate of yours a lot. If he your boyfriend or something?"

He was semi joking and offering the perfect opportunity for me to come out.

I did not.

"Don't be stupid Ryan, and try to focus on parking instead of talking non-sense, you're about to run over this old lady!"

I could not be too bothered with Ryan; I had just spent the entire ride looking at his muscular and hairy thighs while he was driving in his shorts. He was allowed to tease me.

Ryan and Mallory were renting a little house on the outskirts of Perv City, they were both working in an hospital there while finishing med school. Mallory was a tall brunette, sexy, probably a bit naughty but hiding it well under her innocent looks. She hugged me warmly when I came in.

"We only have one bedroom..." Mallory apologized. "But the couch is really comfortable and you can put your clothes in this drawer in the living room, we made room before you arrived."

"That's totally fine! Thanks for having me, guys!"

"And this little trouble maker deserves nothing more than sleeping on the couch!" Said my brother, jokingly.

"Oh Ryan, stop... I already feel bad that we make you sleep in the middle of our living room Ty... I mean I could sleep in the couch and you could sleep with your brother..."

"We do have a king size bed" continued Ryan.

The thought of spending the night with my brother procured me a weird sensation. It was lust. I tried to ignore it.

"The couch is totally fine", I replied, "it is the size of my dorm's bed anyway!"

Ryan and Mallory took me to Perv city during the afternoon and we went to the movies before dining. We watched a stupid action movie where aliens had infiltrated the Earth. The main character was hot though. I would have to search "his name + naked" on Google when I would get the chance.

One interesting thing did happen in the theatres. I was sitting next to my brother, Mallory on the other side of him. Ryan was holding the popcorn box between his legs. Well, I thought that he was. As I went down to reach some popcorns, I grabbed my brother's dick through his short instead. Literally, I felt his balls in my hand.

I quickly moved aside, down his body, now feeling his muscular and hairy thighs. "What the fuck?" he whispered while the main character was battling one of the aliens with a sword (yeah, it was a stupid movie, I told you), "just looking for the popcorns!" I replied, he laughed quietly and asked Mallory to give us back the sweets.

I was blushing a bit. But I was more aroused than embarrassed. It was just an honest mistake... Or did I just do that on purpose?

That night, I went to sleep on the couch and Mallory and Ryan wished me a good night before leaving me for their king size bed. Ryan was wearing pajama pants but was shirtless. He seemed even more athletic and a bit more hairy than I remembered. Mallory was wearing a nightgown, black but the fabric was a bit see-through at some places. I could basically see her boobs. Not as exciting as my brother's pecs and bulge though.

I was honestly rather uncomfortable on the couch and had trouble falling asleep.

Minutes after I finally started to drift off, something or rather someone woke me up. Ryan was moving in the kitchen that I could see from my couch. He was fully in the nude!

From where I was lying, I had a clear view of my brother facing the open fridge, his muscle butt in full display between some yogurts and a salad. I thought about the toss my salad series and smiled to myself.

Ryan bended over, what he was looking for was in the far lower row of the fridge, visibly behind a lot of other stuff, as Ryan had to battle, completely leaning forward to finally access some kind of green juice. His hairy ass crack was almost opening up. I got hard.

Maybe sleeping on the couch was not such a bad idea after all.

He turned around, his body still illuminated by the fridge's light and Ryan drank his juice, almost facing me, his big dick hanging between his legs, his balls quite hairy also very visible. It is weird how genes work sometimes; his nose was smaller than mine but his dick was way bigger and thicker than mine. I literally got the short end of the stick - pun intended.

Maybe he had just fucked Mallory and he needed to take a break. I assumed that Mallory and Ryan were both wandering naked all the time in the house and he had forgotten that I was there. Or maybe he did not forget I was there. He knew that I was gay, he noticed that I touched his dick in the cinema, and now, he was standing in front of me, naked as the day he was born. Maybe he was actually trying to turn me on?! And it was working!

Ryan half finished his juice and put it back in the fridge, bending over once again. He went back to his bedroom.

My dear reader, I've got a question for you. On a scale from 1 to 10, how much of a perv are you when you actually come to the conclusion that your own brother, who is totally straight, is trying to arouse you?

The next morning, Ryan was back in his pajamas and proposed that we go play some tennis after lunch. Mallory would not join as she was about to start an 18 hours shift at the hospital.

When we arrived at the tennis club and it was time to change, I made a point of not looking at my brother. I was starting to feel a deep shame about my dirty thoughts and was determined for things to go back to normal. Yes, he was putting his tennis shorts on but no, I did not need to see that. I could swear he was wearing a jockstraps though... was he really?

After an intense match - I actually beat him but it was close - we did need to shower. No stall in these locker rooms. The showers were communal. No intimacy, at all.

Not leaving me any choice, Ryan immediately said:

"Let's hit the showers, we stink!" He smelled me; his nose touched my neck. It gave me the shivers. "Especially you... arff!"

We both were sweating a lot and we even had some troubles removing our clothes. I had to lift Ryan's t-shirt out of him. It was wet. Ryan's chest was wet as well.

My big brother was not naked yet and I was already starting to get hard. Fuck, I could not get hard while in the shower with my brother. This would be far too messed up.

*Think about the grandmother Ryan almost hit yesterday. Think about car accidents. Think about deaths.* I tried to calm myself.

Ryan got fully nude and entered the showers. He was not facing me and on my right side, I could see his ass. He started to shower. I went as well, looking the other way, fighting hard not to look.

I did look. How could I not?

His body under water was stunning. He turned around, his eyes were closed, enjoying the heat. His uncut dick was dripping water, I wanted to lick it. I wanted to suck it. Deep. I know this was wrong but I felt the semi coming. I got out the shower, quick.

That made it official. There was no turning back, I was turned on by my big brother.

It was only the beginning though.

We spent the night just the two of us at his place. We watched some TV and I complained of a bit of a neck pain following my night on the couch and tennis practice.

"Really, where exactly? You know I follow some physiotherapy courses this semester. Maybe I could help you out." Suggested Ryan.

"I'm fine. It just hurt a bit, mostly in my neck and on my lower back."

"Come on, take off your shirt, I'm sure I can help with that!"

Was Ryan really proposing to massage me? We were entering a very dangerous territory. Don't get me wrong, I definitely wanted to go there, but this felt risky. My shame was battling with my excitement.

"Really? How many courses have you taken; you don't think you're going to make it worse?"

"How dare you?! Trust your big brother!"

My excitement won. I had no choice but to obey. I got shirtless. He positioned himself behind me and started the massage. Working on my neck was fine but the more he was descending to the lower back, the more I felt warmth rising in me, and not only in my back....

"You should take your pants off too and lie down."

Again, I obeyed. I had lost the will to resist. I needed this. His firm hands on my body.

We moved back to the bedroom and the massage started again. I was in another world. Lying on my front, fully hard, I had no idea if he had noticed but I did not even care at that point. I wanted this so bad, I wanted him.

His massage was good. He did not remove my boxers but was not shy about massaging me right above my ass crack. What if he went in there...? Just fuck me right there, in his king size bed?

Suddenly, he was done and I came back to reality.

"Bro, did you fall asleep?"

"I don't know... maybe..." I was still a bit lost in my thoughts. "Thanks Ryan, you're good!"

"Ahah you should stay here. Mallory is not here tonight so we can sleep together inhere. I'll just go get change."

I was still very hard in my underwear and slipped myself into the sheets. "We can sleep together" he just said. He was the one pushing for this. I was not trying to take advantage of the situation. I was just obeying to my big brother. What choice did I have? And the couch was so uncomfortable...

Ryan returned in the room, only wearing his pajamas pants. I could see his bulge and a clearly visible penis line. I was really horny and a bit disappointed he did not sleep in the nude this time... or maybe in his jockstrap? Did he really have one? I did not dare to look in the locker-rooms... So stupid of me!

"Perfect, you chose Mallory's side! So, we're good to go." Ryan said while scratching his abs.

He turned off the light and join me under the covers.

That night was one of the most erotic I had ever lived. Every time our feet or legs would touch, I would feel like an electric choc going through my whole body. I was hard the whole time, my dick dripping with precum, sometimes even actual cum. I was barely touching myself but I could still have jizzed at any point. His hot body besides me, his armpits a few inches from my nose, his dick a few inches from my hands. I could touch it...

When he was deeply asleep, I "accidentally" touched him multiple times, my arms would find themselves press against his hairy chest, my feet would go over his leg, my finger would brush against his bulge... This was a bit riskier; he moved a little and I thought this would be the end of me.

He kept on sleeping though. I kept on playing.

I took things a bit further when his dick got hard in the middle of the night. I saw his bulge slowly but surely growing in his pajamas. I took my own dick out of my underwear, licking my precum and the actual cum which was coming out of my dickhead. My cock was throbbing, if I touched it just a bit too much, I would explode immediately

At some point, he turned brutally to the other side. I was now facing his back and his ass. My dick was so closed to his ass; I got even closer. Fuck, I touched it and I almost cummed on his pajamas. I had to calm down.

I was focused. I knew this opportunity would not come again and I wanted to remember every detail of his skin, every hair, every mole, everything.

My hard cock touched his beautiful ass covered by only a thin piece of fabric again. I did it twice more, maybe three times. I was careful not to do anything crazy. If he had woken up, I could still pretend to be deeply asleep. Just some incidental touching... At least, this is what I was saying to myself.

I think this kind of rhetoric is what some people called: "thinking with his penis." I definitely was.

He turned back, facing me again. He was now very hard himself. As I wondered for Austin, I wondered for my brother. Who was he dreaming about? Probably not me...

His dick moved inside his pants and I could not hold it any longer. I took a peek. I reached down and pulled down his pajamas' pants. I took a good look at his fully erected cock, a good 7 inches, his cock-head coming out of that uncut dick, also precumming a bit. That must be part of the family genes.

Oh god... Family genes!

Disgusted by my own behavior, I suddenly let go of the pants that I was still holding, they fell back quite roughly on his dick which was now partly out of the pajamas. At the exact same time, something vibrated loudly on the nightstand, I panicked and took his phone. Ryan snored loudly and turned back... Shit, was he awake? His pants were now only covering part of his dick. Did he notice? Would he?

My heart was racing.

Thankfully, he was still visibly asleep. That was close. My hands were shaking.

I now had his phone in my hand. It was unlocked. Maybe I unlocked it by mistake, maybe he did not think to lock it before going to bed, either way, I did not expect to see what I saw.

The messages which caused the phone to vibrate were coming from Instagram DMs. An Asian girl named "Nikita_tmmm" was sending nudes. EXPLICIT NUDES. Fingering her pussy, licking her fingers, and a bunch of pics and videos of her, showing off her feet. Previously, moving backwards in the same conversation, I could see a certain "RAMSOM_PL" asking for more feet pictures and sending dick pics. A nice big juicy uncut dick...

Wait...

It was the dick I just had seen a few seconds ago. My big brother's dick!

I clicked on the profile. Hundreds of posts starting for more than 2 years ago were available on RAMSOM_PL's profile.

The profile picture was the photograph of a shirtless man taken from the back, unrecognizable, the rest of the feed were pics of my brother, flexing his muscles, almost always shirtless, sometimes in very tight speedos... I knew Ryan's Instagram profile; it was nothing like this. Almost no shirtless pic, always with Mallory... The bio of this one read: "The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it" Oscar Wilde.

RAMSOM_PL had 534 followers. Only women. Mostly foreign girls. Some having their feet in their profile pictures.

Damn, my older brother had a secret Instagram account to dm girls. This was a surprise. Perfect boyfriend was actually a fuck boy! How did it keep that hidden for so long? Probably, he would use it only when Mallory was gone for long hours... like today. The profile was private so you could only figure out it was him if you were among his followers and Ryan could accept or deny a request to follow. The little fucker with a passion for feet!

He coughed.

Fuck. Was he awake? I was still lying right next to him, his phone in my hands, my dick out of my pants, hard, checking his alternate Instagram profile and messages. I could not be caught in this position!

He coughed again.

I froze for a minute but nothing else happened. I slowly put back the phone on the nightstand. To this day, I still wonder if he noticed anything that night... Maybe he did and he considered it was just too awkward to ask his own brother to stop creeping on him.

I went to the bathroom. There, I finally gave in.

I did some back and forth with my dick, caressed my balls, picturing all I had seen during the week-end: his ass in the gym's shower, his flaccid dick in front of the fridge, the bending over, his hard dick in the bed with me, his instagram pictures... I cummed on the bathroom floor.

Looked like I had just found a new obsession.

Which was worst: creeping on your straight roommate or on your straight big brother?

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My First Year in College

Chapter 24: A different kind of love (Part 2 - EPILOGUE)

I had an idea.

"Yes, all in good fun." I spoke.

"See!" Tobias grinned at Austin.

"Although, I still think you owe me one." I spoke. Tobias smile faded away. The other guys look interested.
"What do you want?" Tobias barked at me.

"I think I should be allowed to fuck you." The kinky thought had come into my mind when I had seen Austin's hard dick against Tobias' ass. The ALPHA MALE, leader of the frat, captain of the football team, being fucked by a fag like me. It felt like the perfect way to settle this.

"That seems only fair" Austin gave me an understood nod.

Tobias paced around, his naked muscular and sweaty body could smash me in only a second. I thought he was about to beat me off, to punch Austin, insult us. But with a devilish smile, he only said:
"OK."

That caught us off-guard and we all remained frozen for a few seconds.

"OK, I said. You think I'm afraid of a little fag's dick?"

Austin looked at me, uncertain of what was about too happen. I was not too sure myself whether Tobias was serious or not. Hell, I did not know if I was serious or not.

Feverishly, I stood up from my bench and walked towards Tobias. The other guys who still had not cummed had started to jerk off again, forming another circle around us.

"I think you should kneel down on the bench." Said Austin.

Tobias gave him the middle finger and talked to the other guys:

"Only a real man is confident enough to take a dick up his ass."

On that note, Tobias got on all fours and spread his ass.

I removed my jockstrap. Fuck. This was really about to happen. I had never done anything like this before, obviously in these circumstances, but I had actually never fucked another guy in the ass! Tobias Finnigan would be my first. I could not process that thought.

"What are you waiting for?" He barked.

I took a look at Austin, he seemed very unsure too. Luis, beside him, was masturbating his cock intensely, seemingly hypnotized by this unexpected turn of event.

I was naked. My dick was hard and dripping with precum. I spread Tobias ass and took a good look at his pink shaved asshole. It was not that tight. It was inviting.

And just like that, without another word, I started to penetrate him. The other guys cheered around me. First, I thought they were encouraging me, but then I realized that they were still applauding their guru.

If Tobias says this is not gay to get ass fucked by another guy, then it is not gay, and this should be respected and supported. Did they realize how their "real man" or "alpha male" theories were ridiculous? I could not say. All I knew was that I was balls deep inside of Tobias asshole and he was moaning of pleasure. Even his dick which had just released a crazy amount of cum was getting hard again.

Two other guys cummed in their hands while jerking off in a circle around Tobias.

I kept on fucking the frat leader, staring right as Austin who seemed so proud of me. The ALPHAS, what a bullshit name, I thought. My necklace was bouncing on my pecs as I was pounding the football captain's ass.

After a few minutes, I could not take it anymore and let myself cum inside of Tobias' asshole. To be honest, at this point, my balls were almost empty but still, I left my semen in Tobias Finnigan's virgin ass. This was something to cherish. Although, was it really a virgin ass? I had my doubts.

Afterwards, I knelt down and stuck my tongue out to receive Martin, Luis and Austin's juice. They were the last ones who had managed not to cum until this point.

Martin cummed inside of my throat. I swallowed it eagerly. Luis cummed on Tobias' ass with a satisfied look on his face. I licked it all directly from Tobias' ass cheeks. Austin finished me off by cumming on his own chest, letting me eat it all. Because my face was full of cum, I deposited some more semen on Austin's body while I was hungrily licking him off. He did not seem to care. This mix of cum swallowed from Austin's abs was a delicious smoothie and a perfect way to end this gangbang.

We were all drenched and exhausted.

As if it were another casual Wednesday, Tobias stood up, looked at the mess and proposed to go shower.

"Not a fucking word of what happened outside of here!" He just said.

"I don't think anyone would like this to be known..." added Luis. He looked at me a bit worried, I thought about Janice. What would she think?

"I was mostly talking to Austin's bitch." Tobias replied, looking at me.

"I won't say a word." I responded.

Eleven naked guys went to take a shower and Austin stayed behind with me, offering me a towel.

"Pretty crazy uh?" He eventually said.

"Yeap..."

"You literally fuck Tobias in the ass. This, I did not see coming." Austin had a nervous laugh.

"I told you, I wanted to end the year with a bang!"

We went to take a shower after the guys were all gone. Martin and Henry fist bumped me before leaving as if we had just finished a good game and I had scored some goals.

It was my last night at Creepside college and I would for sure remember it for the rest of my life.

The next morning, still unsure whether this had not been all a fever dream, I walked around campus and reconsidered my choice of leaving Creepside for a moment. My sore body, and my sore asshole in particular, reminded me that the whole thing had been very real.

I could come back for sophomore year and make this a regular thing. The guys had promised not to say a word and had for sure enjoyed their time. I could become the official "gangbang slut" of the ALPHAS frat. I could stay with Austin. Maybe I could be happy!

Lost in my thoughts, I saw Janice and Luis holding hands in the park, saying goodbye to each other. Janice was returning to her parents for the Summer. Looking at them, I hated myself and I hated Luis too.

All of these guys had girlfriends and every week, they were fucking other girls... or guys in their sick "sex club". I knew better now. I knew that one day or another, the truth would come out and this was just another scandal soon to be exposed. I was tired of living with secrets.

Seeing them also reminded me of all I was missing, I had tasted the happiness of having a boyfriend for a couple of months with Steve and I wanted it, the real thing.

I went in the lobby of Building C and stumbled on someone I had not seen in months.

"Gary!" I shouted. I could not believe he was there!

My favorite Ginger boy turned around and adressed me an awkward smile.

"Oh... Tyler, Hi!"

"Hi! It is so nice to see you. How are you doing?" Last time I had heard about him, he had ran away from college.

"I'm... I'm ok. How are you?"

"I'm fine. You know, I've been thinking a lot about you. I was worried."

We were both in the same boat when the Fletcher's videos and pictures leaked, but probably Gary had it worse than me.

"I needed to take some time off. I went back to my grandparents; they own a farm. I worked there for a while, it helped me revising my priorities. I was worried about you too, I heard about the accident. I'm so sorry I could not be there."

"No, that's all right. Please do not apologize. I'm just glad you're ok. Do you want to go grab a drink or something? Maybe we could talk?"

"That sounds great but I do have other plans, I just came back to..."

At the same moment, my ex-boyfriend Steve appeared:

"Oh" he said, noticing me.

"Hi Steve." This had become very uncomfortable. "I was just chatting with Gary."

"Yeah, we were about to go have some breakfast in town." Replied Steve. "The both of us."

I could swear Gary and Steve shared a look of connivance. Did Gary come back just to see his old roommate Steve?

"Oh, ok. I let you go then. I... Steve, I'm gonna leave and... I'm not sure I'll be back next year so I just wanted to say... well, to say Goodbye."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Steve approached me awkwardly and finally decided to hug me. "Goodbye then."

Gary hugged me as well and the both of them went on with their day. When they were outside, it seemed like they were holding hands... I was hoping for Austin and I to be the two roommates ending up together but it looked like Gary and Steve were more likely to take that spot. I guess it made sense. Steve had been seriously shaken up by Gary's leaving and I had only been his comfort at the time.

Back in the dorm, Austin was finishing packing as well. Stripped from our personal stuff, the 403 room looked really empty.

"This is hell, I cannot believe we will have to do the same thing in less than 3 months, unpacking everything!" Austin grumbled, trying to close one of his luggage.

He was wearing a black tank top and a pair of shorts, he looked effortlessly gorgeous as always. I had pushed back this moment for days now but it was time that I had a discussion with my roommate.

"Austin, I don't think I will unpack my stuff here next September."

"What do you mean? You want to switch room?"

"No... I just won't come back here next year."

Austin looked puzzled and sat on his bed:

"I'm going to need a little more explanation than that."

"I found another college on the west coast; I want to major in psychology."

"And you need to go on the other side of the continent to do that?! What's up with you guys and the west coast lately? Martin just told me he wanted to go in L.A.!"

"What does he want to do there?"

"He wants to become a reality tv star!" Austin rolled his eyes. "And he is serious about it."

"Oh." I smiled. "Well, maybe I'll join him on a show!"

"Cut it off Ty, what are you saying? You really want to leave?"

I sat on the bed next to him. This was the hardest part.

"I do Austin. I think I have to."

"But why? I know you had a tough year with the accident, but this is behind us now!"

"This is only part of it Austin. I feel like this year had been a succession of bad decisions for me. With everything that happened, I don't think I will ever be able to be seen for who I am in here, I will always be linked to Fletcher. And..."

"Come on, there will be another scandal next year and everybody will have forgotten about this. Have you thought about me? I thought we were in it to do our 4 years of college together!"

"I thought about you, a lot. That's actually one of the main reasons I have to go."

Austin stood up and took a step back, actually shocked by what I had just said. He was tearing up.
"What the fuck man? That's brutal! How could you say that?"

"I'm sorry Austin. I... It's not what you think. If I stay here, with you, I know that I will never be able to move on."

"Move on from what?"

"From us!"

He sat on my bed, as if I had just shot him with my words and he had lost his balance.

"Tyler, you are my best friend. Why would you want to move on from us? What does this even mean? Do you hate me that much?"

How could he not get it? After all this time!

"On the contrary Austin. I don't need to go because I hate you. I need to go because I love you! I love you too much." I started tearing up too.

"But I love you too..." Austin whispered.

"Not the way I do."

I looked at the carpet, not being able to face him. Austin took his time before speaking again, in a soft voice, he asked:

"Are you saying that you are in love with me?"

"Of course, I am in love with you Austin, since the very first time I saw you! Since the first day we hung out together, wandering in the campus. I never stopped loving you, it's just become worse when we started to do things, sexual things, together."

"Oh Tyler..." A tear slid down his cheek. He came back on his bed and took me in his arms.

"Look Austin, no need to make a drama out of this, I tried to fight my feelings, but I just cannot. And I know that if I stay here, everytime you will ask anything of me, I won't be able to help myself, I will come running to you."

"But I won't ask anything from you! If this can help, we will stop any sexual thing we got going on!"

"But I don't want it to stop. That's the problem! I want the sex, and I want the friendship, and I want the relationship. I want everything."

"Ty, I just don't want to lose you."

"Austin, I don't want to lose you either. Telling you this is the hardest thing I have ever done. But I have to do it. It's the toughest decision but it's also the right one. I could have had a beautiful thing with Steve but because you are here, I could not..."

"But Ty! I have never asked anything of you! You could have stayed with Steve! That's unfair to blame this on me."

Austin was getting mad and this is exactly what I wanted to avoid.

"It's not what you were asking of me, it's just... Austin, I don't blame you for anything. Believe me. I cannot blame you for making me fall in love with you."

"Is this about what I said the other day, that we could never be boyfriends?"

"Well, in a way, yes." Again, we both marked a moment of silence. "Look Austin, if you could tell me right now that there might be a slight chance, that one day, you could love me the way I love you, that one day, I could be the one for you, then I promise you, I would stay. I would do everything for that slim chance. But can you tell me that?"

"I'm not gay, I'm not even sure that I'm bi Ty..." Austin was killing me with his puppy eyes.

"This was not my question. I was not asking about your sexual preferences. I was asking about me. Is there a chance, even a very slim one, that one day, maybe you would love me the way I love you?"

"I don't think so Ty... I'm sorry."

I knew he would give me that answer and this was the exact reason I had made my decision to leave.

Although, it still hurt like hell hearing it. I fought the tears back. I tried to ignore the pain, the heartbreak.
"Ok then. Austin, I have to give me the best chances at life, at love. And my best chances are to start over so that I can move on, and meet someone."

Austin wiped some tears with his hand and then held my head.

"Ok. If this is what you have to do. I won't try to hold you back. I'm so sorry about this whole situation. I really just want you to be happy. I'm so sorry if I hurt you."

"Don't apologize Austin. Despite everything, I have probably lived one of the best years of my life. I have loved every moment with you. There is no regret at all from my part. I guess I just had to learn my lessons."

We leaned our foreheads against each other. Our lips were almost touching.

"I'm gonna miss you so much, Ty."

"I'm gonna miss you too, Austin."

We hugged each other for long minutes. Letting go of him was almost impossible. But we did let go. We had to. We finished packing in silence.

I knew I had to close the Austin and Tyler's chapter of my life to move on, and this is exactly what I did.
I thought about my big brother again. He was right. My first year in College was one of the craziest years of my life. I came out, I lost my virginity, I fell in love for the first time, I got my heart broken. I sure experimented. There is no denying that some of it was messy, some of it hurt, but I guess I took everything such a time in life is supposed to offer. I learnt about myself and others, and most importantly, I grew up.

I left the room 403 much more at peace with who I was than when I came in for the first time, ready for new exciting adventures.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 4: Birth Marks

The first day of class was not very memorable.

To be honest, I could not tell you which class I took that Tuesday or which professor I met, but I could tell you with certainty that Austin was sweaty when he came back to our room and that he removed his blue sweatshirt instantly as he sat on his bed. Selective memory, I guess.

Austin seemed tired after a long day and told me a bit about the different people he had met. On my side, I don't remember talking to anyone in particular...

He was laying back on his bed, his arms behind his head, displaying once again the perfection of his biceps and armpits glistening with sweat. He told me he had registered for the Football try outs and I promised him that I would try to get into Tennis class.

I was thinking that Henry, the sexy black guy who was part of the Football team, would soon find out if the jerk-off stories that Austin had been joking about were true.

Austin went to shower before we head out to dinner.

I noticed that he had left his dirty white Calvin Klein underwear behind him. The boxers were right under his bed. I knew from the day before that they had been stained with precum.

I have no idea what came over me but I simply could not resist. With my heart beating fast, I reached out to the filthy pair of underwear and immediately stuck them to my nose, inhaling the scent. I had never done that before; In this moment, I NEEDED to smell those briefs. To lick them. To worship them. Austin's residue of precum was on my tongue and that felt right. It was like the first taste of a new addictive drug. I knew it was bad for me but it was too good to turn away.

My dick was getting hard but I had not lost my complete mind. What if Austin came back? I had to resist and refrain myself from jerking off.

I leaned against the door to limit the risks of Austin entering the room unannounced and almost choked myself with the boxer briefs. I knew that I had not much time and I had to inhale as much odor of my roommate's balls as I could. I licked them some more. I felt like an animal. I was an animal. My own precum was licking in my underwear, I was not even touching my dick.

Then, I realized that my saliva had left some very distinct stains on the fabric. Fuck. Maybe I did lose my complete mind. How did I not think about that?

Starting to panic, I put the briefs back where I found them, hoping Austin would not notice anything. I was shaking and sat on my bed.

When he came back in the room about fifteen minutes later, I was pretending to read the notes I had taken during the day. I was surprised to notice that Austin was already dressed up. He was wearing a black shirt and had put some perfume on.

I realize how pathetic this is now but at the time, I was constantly questioning how my own behavior was affecting his. Was he now getting dressed in the bathroom because he noticed that I was staring? Or did he think I was actually uncomfortable with it and wanted to respect that? But then, why would he go shirtless and be so fucking sexy most of the time? Leaving his naughty underwear behind? Sometimes, I did think he was trying to arouse me.

More realistically, Austin - contrary to what I was I was doing with him - was not always thinking about me and did not change his behaviours depending on my silly reactions. He was just living his life.

While we were descending to the first floor to join the rest of the students who were eating inside, Austin casually mentioned he had plans to have dinner with Ashley.

That bitch, I thought, full of jealousy already.

I told him I did not want to mess up his date but he insisted that I tagged along, as precisely, he wanted me to be there in case it would be too awkward.

I guess Austin did not get the memo about me being the definition of awkwardness.

We sat with Ashley, one of her girlfriends, and Gary, our favorite ginger neighbour.

To be fair, Ashley was not a bitch at all and was even pretty funny. She was not pretending to be that perfect student girl with the photoshoped Instagram pictures and idealized life. On the contrary, she was happy to share tales of her worst embarrassing moments, including the first time she had sex.

This, I remember because her anecdote was one of the best I have heard when it comes to tales of "losing one virginity". The guy who was fucking her for the very first time literally called her "mummy", right in the middle of the act. When he apologized before going home, he repeated the same mistake with a "sorry about earlier, mom". Ashley was imitating that poor guy so well that we asked her to redo the line a couple of time.

The five of us ended up spending the evening together, playing cards and talking about our life in high school. Was I actually making friends? Who would have thought?

When we got back to our room, Austin asked me if I had noticed the way Janice was looking at me and what I intended my next move to be.

Janice was Ashley's friend, with whom I just spent roughly 5 hours, but as Austin asked me this question while he was painfully and slowly getting his trousers off, I forgot who Janice was for a few seconds. His bulge, and then his muscular thighs, were on the way, preventing the tight jeans to go down easily. Wait... What was Austin question again? Janice, right!

"I don't know about Janice. I'm not sure she's interested... But Ashley definitely is. I mean, it is damn clear that her cleavage was worn just for you."

"Oh! Fuck man, don't talk to me about that cleavage! I'm going to have a hard on again before going to sleep!" he laughed.

I laughed too, pretending that I was not at all aroused by this comment and the thought of another night of "Dick Sighting". Austin was now wearing only his underwear, grey that time, and the bulge was more apparent than ever, just below his treasure trail. I tried not to drool.

"You don't go to bed?" he asked me.

"What do you mean? Of course, I'm going to bed. I'm not going to the stores at 1am!"

"Well, why don't you get undress then?"

Touché.

"Oh... I mean..."

I was about to say something vague, to find a good excuse, but for once, I chose to be sincere, I felt good with Austin: "To be honest, I'm not super comfortable with my body... I'm not as fit as you are and..."

Austin got closer to me. We were both standing in the middle of the room. He had never been that close actually. I could have touched him. He looked concerned.

"Man, you are 18. You are in college. We are going to spend a full year together in this room. If you feel like you have to hide away every time you are shirtless, you are going to be miserable. And to be honest, this is going to be uncomfortable for me as well because I don't intend to do the same."

I felt a bit taken aback.

"Sorry man..."

"Don't apologize. I'm not saying that for you to apologize but I'm just saying: man, you look good, you have no reason to be shy and more importantly, I don't give a shit what you look like anyway! This is just us here, we're both men. What do you think, that I'm going to make fun of you? Because you don't play football every 2 days and don't have enough abs or something?"

"No, of course not..."

"And don't get me wrong, I'm insecure about my body too, I don't think my body is where it should be at and I work every day to get there. So, either you get comfortable with yourself, either I'm taking you to the gym every day to fix that!"

He flexed his biceps to make his point. I must say it was a nice touch to convince me.

Still, this was the first real conversation that we ever had and it was about one of my biggest insecurities. I sat down on the bed.

"First of all, Austin, there is no way in hell you can be insecure about your body, you look like you come straight from a cover of Men's Health. Second of all, you're right. But please, can we not make a big deal out of it? It makes it even more complicated for me if we do a whole thing about me having my shirt on or off..."

He seemed to realize he had gone a bit too strong and sat on his own bed. His blue eyes staring in mine.

"Yeah, I get that... Sorry. I did not mean to cross a line. This is just my style with my bros. Blunt honesty. Do whatever you feel comfortable with, just know that you can be yourself around here. No judgement."

I smiled. I was "his bro".

He continued:

"And as for my insecurities, have you seen those birth marks..."

He stood up again and turned around to show me a brown mark just above his grey boxer on his back.

"You mean, that brown mark... Yeah I see it now, I have not noticed before."

"Well... I am very self-conscious about them..."

"There is only one."

Austin took me by surprise and slid down his boxer to fully expose his right cheek to me.

FUCK. As the teens would say nowadays: I was shook.

Again, I had to fight to remain calm and not get hard. That pale and slightly hairy bubble butt was too perfect for me to handle.

"Oh. Yeah, I see them now, there are two smaller ones here... Nice ass man by the way!"

I said playfully, trying to look like we were having some straight bros fun... I was not very good at this but he laughed.

Remaining in this tempting position, his ass right in front of my eyes, he continued: "I'm betting on the fact that if my abs and V lines are defined enough, people won't get distracted by those stupid birth marks."

At this point, just like when I had jumped at his used underwear a few hours before, I could not control myself and I slapped his juicy ass. It was like my hand moved without my consent nor control.

For a second, I thought this was the end of it all but Austin busted out in laughter: "What the fuck ty?! Could you leave my butt alone?"

"Sorry bro, you deserved this! You are talking no sense about these birth marks! I had to stop you" I responded jokingly.

Austin did not seem bother at all by the slap and he was now trying to get a good look at his birth marks in the mirror, twitching his body so he could see his own ass in the reflection. His underwear was still hanging very low and, on the front, I could see his pubic hair and even the top of his penis. Just a few inches lower and I would have a full view. Maybe a wrong move and the underwear would slide down even more... I was mesmerized but tried to focus back on the conversation.

"Dude, you look fine... Who cares about three birth marks? And you were right about getting more comfortable. I was too hot last night anyway" (in more way than one).

I took off my t-shirt and my jeans and ended up in boxers, in front of him. To this day, I have no idea how I managed not getting hard in this moment.

He continued to look at himself for a bit, clearly checking his ass, and then readjusted his boxers. His dick was still bulging, it was like he was constantly in the state of a semi erection.

"Good. Let's close the window blinds this time, it woke me up last night." He said.

I was a bit disappointed. Did we really need to close the blinds? I had a show that I wanted to watch.

Thankfully, I realized that night - and the ones afterwards - that the blinds did not permit to have the room in full darkness and I could still have a nice view of my roommate sleeping... and of his daily morning woods.

I went to sleep with the image of beautiful birth marks in my mind.

I was becoming more and more obsessed with that man and my boxers would, once again, be filled with precum when I woke up the next day.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 11: A man with a plan

If you let something happen more than once, it can quickly turn into a habit and nothing is more difficult than breaking a habit.

I was determined that my habit of masturbating with my roommate remained so I needed to quickly shut down Austin's habit of fucking, and now sleeping, with Ashley. Instead of working on my notes to prepare for my final exams of the semester, I was dedicated my time and energy to find a way to get rid of Ashley.

I designed several plans to make Austin and Ashley break-up but none of them were sufficient to do the trick as the couple seemed to grow closer every day, spending more and more time together. This meant that Janice was slowly but surely moving into my dorm room...

I still had one big ammo up my sleeves: I was aware of a certain gangbang which had occurred a few weeks prior... Ashley would certainly not be too happy to learn about that.

However, having Ashley know about the cheating would not be my finest move. First of all, despite my creepy obsession for him, Austin's trust and friendship were actually very important to me. Second of all, on a pure strategic level, as the whole idea was to get closer to Austin, betraying his trust in the process was not the smartest thing to do.

The worst thing about sharing my room with Janice was that, not only I could no longer jerk off with Austin, but I just could no longer jerk off, at all... I had to hide in the toilet stalls to masturbate and it was not that fun when Martin or Gary were taking a shit right next door.

I did spend more time in the bathroom anyway as it was now the only place where I cool see Austin naked. I had learnt to control my erections (well most of the time) and I was still taking every opportunity to stare at the guys: Austin of course, but I could also have a peek of Henry's big dick, Martin's hairy thighs, Steve's Adonis body, Gary's ginger pubic hair... and then I could finish myself off in the toilets or shower stalls.

I know right... Such a glamorous sex life!

I was now pretty well integrated within the guys of our floor. We would sometimes hang out during the evening, drink some booze in one of our rooms (Gary, as R.A., insisted that we did not drink in communal spaces), and spend some times "between balls", as Martin would say. Pretty much all of them were part of the football team and the ALPHAS frat, and had girlfriends at that point.

During one particularly drunk evening, all the guys started to share their kinky fantasies. Martin said it right away: it was all about the sloppy blowjobs for him. He mimicked the way he would take a girl's head and force it down to his crotch. "I enjoyed slapping her too" he said "but the more saliva she spits out, the more I'm enjoying it!".

Gary more shyly shared he was more of a boob guy and that he could spend hours sucking on tits. Luis, the Latino guy, was there too. He said his dream was to fuck a mother and her daughter at the same time. "Gross!" reacted Steve. "I know a guy who did... well who even does it regularly...," replied Martin.

"Yes, we know... Tobias!" The rest of the group shouted in unison.

Henry's answer was straight to the point: "I just like a girl who can take my entire dick deep in her pussy and then in her ass. If she can do that, I'll fuck her brains out until she passes out." Gary started to smirk: "Well if she can take Mr Big Boy's Dick deep inside, she sure deserved to be fucked like a fucking champ!" He was right.

It was now Austin's turn to share his fantasy. I wondered what he would say. After a few jerk-off sessions, I knew what he liked: fucking girls roughly in the ass, double penetration, getting rimmed probably, degrading the bitch certainly... "It's a tough question. I think I like everything." "Come on man!" Said Steve. "Yeah, spill your guts!" Added Martin "We all have been honest here, no judgment."

"No, it's not that. I don't mind telling but it's just hard to pinpoint! As long as the girl is super horny and shows me that she wants my cock, wants it bad: I can do everything. I like to see how far she can go to please my... well, my needs I guess!"

"Yeah, that's a big factor" Martin admitted. "I just want a nasty slut." Finished Austin and everybody got a good laugh.

It was my turn. I had to come out with something.

I just said the truth:

"You know guys, I'd just like to be roughly fucked by all of you at the same time and then take your loads in my mouth!"

Henry spat some beer he was drinking right on Martin's t-shirt, everyone laughed out loud, me including. Of course, they all thought it was a joke and my tone was sarcastic enough, they would believe it was.

Martin slapped Henry: "Man! Control yourself!" "I thought you'd like the spit, Martin!" Teased Austin. "Sorry, Nerdy Ty just shocked me right there!" Apologized Henry.

Martin took off his shirt. Some beer spilling was as good as any other excuse to show off his hairy chest. "Stop playing around Ty, what's your thing?"

If only they knew I actually told them! But at this point, I knew I had to come up with something dirty enough so they will be satisfied with my answer but not too crazy either. "I love to lick a girl's ass!" I simply said. "As if you've already done that!" teased Martin while scratching the hair between his nipples. "I have not..." I admitted. "But I'd love to." There was a short moment of silence.

Austin stood up from the bed we were both sitting on and ceremoniously said, while patting my shoulders: "You day will come, Son! One day, you will eat an ass! I make you this promise!"

Everybody laughed, once again.

Finally, Steve who was the drunkest of us all, came out as a "foot fetish" guy, telling us all about the wonders of women feet. I immediately thought of my brother and his own foot fetish. I would have to return the RAMSOM_PL Insta profile later.

After 10 minutes of feet talk, Martin, who was fairly drunk too, took off his shoes and stinky socks, showed off his huge feet and invented a silly game with some cards. The rules were not very clear but the looser would have to suck on his nasty feet.... and armpits. I knew Austin had already licked Martin's ass as it was part of his journey to join THE ALPHAS. Clearly, this man was finding every occasion to have other guys licking and worshiping him! Obviously, I did not mind at all, but at the same time, I was afraid that if I lost the game and started licking that man, I may never be able to stop.

Hung Henry and Ginger Gary were the two losers of first round and started alternatively licking Martin's pits and feet. Gary almost puked after swallowing one entire foot in his mouth. I concealed the hard on which was growing in my pants as best as I could. They looked disgusted. I definitely was not.

A couple of beers later, other bets followed and after I lost a round, Martin decided I had to smell and lick my right neighbour’s armpits.

Austin was sitting on my right.

I looked at the guys, and then directly at Austin. "Bro..." I said. "It's the rule man!" He took off his shirt with a smirk exposing his perfect chest to the rest of the group. I felt the temperature rising in the room. "Look guys! He's blushing!" Said Luis. "Guys, that's so fucked up!" I replied, trying to justify my embarrassment... Which was actually more of a deep arousal.

I had dreamt of this moment for so long: Austin lifted his arm behind his head.

"Lick!" He commanded.

He seemed excited by the idea. Maybe, it was just my own arousal talking. Others guys started to chant: "LICK, LICK, LICK, LICK!"

I was fully hard. Did they see it? Would they care? Everyone was drunk.

"LICK, LICK, LICK, LICK!"

Austin was waiting for me, now it's two arms behind his head, flexing his muscles. He was facing me, his chest a few inches from my face. His hairy armpits just below his biceps were sweating.

"LICK, LICK, LICK, LICK!"

I went for it. I sniffed and then I licked. I heard the other guys screaming behind me. For a very brief moment, I was in paradise and Austin squeezed my head by locking his arm against my face, forcing me into his sweaty hair. Then he let me go. I do not really remember what happened after that. I must have blacked out. I only knew I wanted more of Austin's body, sweat, hair, juice... Anything he would let me have. Instead, we all went back to our respective bedrooms.

On the opposite spectrum of those crazy evenings with the guys, Janice was getting really anxious about the exams approaching and she was spending literally all of her free time in my room, well I guessed in "our" room, studying.

A week before the end of the semester, Austin moved all of his stuff in Ashley's room, including his Garuto collection, officially formalizing the move out. Ashley and Austin did ask for our opinion first, but Janice and I did not really have a choice and we pretended to be fine with it.

For me, this was the final nail in the coffin.

As I was now closer to Henry, Steve, Luis and Martin who were all part of the ALPHAS, I had the idea to make them talk. If they were the ones to spill the beans to Ashley about the gangbang and the cheating, Austin would be mad at them and not at me and I would keep Austin away both from Ashley and from his football mates. Two birds, one stone.

The plan seemed to work fine as the boys were teasing me about the fraternity and trying to convince me to join. I faked that I wanted to know more and one conversation leading to another, they finally let things slipped about sex rewards... They had already mentioned Tobias' sex life during our evenings "between balls". During the next party, I was pretty sure I could have Steve drunk enough to retell everyone, including Ashley, the sex scenes which would sometimes occur after football practice.

The semester was ending and I knew that I would have to break Ashley and Austin up before Christmas. I thought that if they spent the holidays together, then, it would be too late and I would lose Austin forever.

You see my dear reader, I was forgetting he had never been mine to begin with.

I went to the laundry room in the basement and stumbled onto them. Speaking of the Devil... They were both cuddling as they were waiting for their clothes to dry.

"Oh, I did not know you were here guys!"

"That's fine Ty." Said Austin.

"We are not fucking or anything!" Added Ashley with a smile. She was always this blunt.

"Come sit with us!"

I did my laundry and discussed with them. We actually had a really good time.

Chatting and laughing with the couple I was trying to destroy, I felt like pure shit. Right there, I saw something I never took the time to see before, or did not want to see before. In the past few months, despite some insecurities and uncertainties, those two had actually fallen in love.

It was so clear all of the sudden, in the way they were touching each other, looking at each other. They loved each other.

I was disgusted by my behaviour. Austin was my friend before being my sexual toy. He was clearly happy with this girl. What the fuck was I thinking lately?

This came as a shock and a sort of a wake-up call.

I went back to my room and started to cry. I was failing my class, hiding who I really was, trying to destroy people's lives just so I can see my roommate's dick more often. Janice caught me crying. It was embarrassing. I told her part of the truth; I was feeling down because I expected poor results at my final tests.

Janice was actually the right person to share my room at that tormented time. I had never met someone so organized with school work and only a few hours after my meltdown, she prepared a very detailed working schedule for me. She was a bit too uptight but she was a good person.

The next day, I had my last class with Professor Fletcher. I was so committed to getting back on tracks that I tried to listen to what he was saying about gun regulations instead of looking at the gun he was merely hiding in his suit pants. Still, sometimes I had the feeling that he was positioning himself to reveal more of his body on purpose, but I stayed focused... as much as I could.

There was no Christmas miracle and I did not do very good at my finale tests but Janice's intense training did work and my head was so much absorbed in academic results that I had put my obsession for Austin aside, at least for the week.

When a few days later, I presented myself for my last exam, Introduction to Constitutional Laws, I was exhausted and happy to nearly be done with it. Although, Professor Fletcher did not make it easy for me. Daddy Fletcher was once again in a mood to show off, his chest hair coming out of his shirt. He also spent the whole test his legs spread out; his bulge clearly visible. I was now certain that he was not wearing any underwear: visible penis line. I drooled.

At the end of the test, when I gave him back my copy, Professor Fletcher asked me to stay a bit longer. "I would like to talk to you, can you wait here a few minutes?"

I was petrified. Did he notice the staring? Did he already know I had miserably failed his class? Maybe he wanted to offer me some one-on-one tutoring... Wait no, this was me dreaming.

I did not dare to move and I waited, nervous, for my class mates to give back their copies and leave the exam room.

Professor Fletcher put the copies in his bag, and then slowly turned around to look at me. He was sitting but his desk was placed on a platform and even though I was standing up, I still felt very small below him.

"Tyler Braxton, right?"

"Yes."

"We say, "Yes, Professor", or "Yes, Sir", when addressing to a college's professor." He corrected me.

I was taken aback. Being alone in this huge room with him was intimidating enough, but this tone was killing me. I felt as if I was about to take a spank from my dad.

"Sorry. Hmmm... Sorry, Sir."

He smiled. I relaxed a little.

"Although, some might consider that since the test is done. I am no longer your professor. Would you consider that Tyler?"

I was puzzled.

"I am not sure... Sir." This time, I corrected myself.

"Hummm... Well, I would say that we are no longer in a teacher- student relationship."

What the fuck did he mean? He remained silent. I wanted to leave. Still, the more the conversation kept going, as awkward as it was, the longer I could look at his large biceps.

"Sir? Why did you want to see me?" I finally said, trying to break the long and uncomfortable silence.

"You see, Tyler. I wanted to ask you something."

Why could not he go straight to the point? He was the one asking to see me but I practically had to beg him to know what this was about.

"Yes, Sir... What would you like to know?"

"Tyler, have you been staring at me this whole semester?"

Wow. This was direct. I felt myself blushing instantly, all of my face must have been red. My heart beating accelerated.

"What? I... What do you mean?"

I was surprised I could articulate a single word.

He only said: "Sir" and looked at me severely.

"Sorry... What do you mean, Sir?"

"I thought my question was clear. Have you been staring at me? More specifically, at my ass, at my biceps maybe, at my bulge certainly?" He spread his legs a bit more, I looked. Then realizing my mistake, looked back at his face. He was perfectly still, calm, his eyes scanning me.

"No, of course not..." I was literally shaking. "Sir, I have not." I tried to say firmly. I failed.

"Hum... Ok. I just wanted to check. You may go now."

It took me a while but when the words finally hit my brain, I took my things and started to leave, in silence. I was a few inches away from the door when I stopped.

"What if I were Professor?" I could not believe what I had just said.

He smiled at me. He stood up. He now looked like a giant from his platform.

"Well then, since we are no longer in a teacher-student relationship, I may have invited you home so you could stare at me in a more intimate way."

I dropped my bag on the floor. He chuckled.

"Sir... I..." He started to walk towards me, got very close. I could feel his manly scent. How could I stay calm? He touched my chin and raised it to make sure I would look at him.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Tyler?"

"Yes" I said, without thinking. It was surreal.

He said "come again."

I knew what he meant.

"Yes, Sir." I said.

He moved his hand from my chin and went back to his desk to write something. I was starting to realize what I just said to my professor. I may have gotten myself into a lot of trouble. Of all the situations I could have chosen, this was how I chose to come out to someone for the first time in my life?! What had taken over me?

Professor Fletcher came back to me with a piece of paper. He put it in my hand, I felt warmth as he was closing my hand on the paper.

"This is my personal address, Tyler. If you want to, you can come to my home tonight at 8 PM, we will have a nice diner and then, I will fuck your ass. I will pay you the uber home." He said this as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"I'm a virgin." I could not believe the words coming from my own mouth.

"Even better" He replied, now savagely smiling. He took my hand and put it on his crotch. "See, I'm already starting to get hard." He was hard indeed and I was losing my mind. "Although let me be very clear, this is a one-time opportunity only. I will not ask again and even if you come tonight, this will only happen once."

At the end of that sentence, he gave me a slap; Not too violent but a real slap. "And I told you to call me Sir. You don't say "I'm a virgin", you say "I'm a virgin Sir, and I want you to fuck me in the ass for the first time Sir". Is it understood?"

"Yes, Sir. This is very clear, Sir." My eyes were watering and my hand was still on his crotch.

"Then, maybe I'll see you tonight Tyler."

He once again went back to his desk. I picked out my bag off the floor, I realized I was sweating a lot and came out of the classroom. I opened the piece of paper in my hand. I read the address. I was still shaking.

Was I supposed to actually go there? A lot of things could go wrong... This all could be a trick, a trap... If he was serious, he could get fired... I could get kicked out of school?

There was a party on campus that evening. The party where I initially planned to expose the Football team's secrets to Ashley.

Should I go to Professor Fletcher's place instead?

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My First Year in College

Chapter 5: Geyser, Shower and Semen

I kept my promise to Austin and enrolled in the Tennis club of the campus. People there were all bulkier than I was but I was not bad at the sport and it allowed me to have my own thing going on, apart from my growing obsession for my roommate.

You have guessed it, the days went by and my crush for Austin kept on growing stronger. More than once, I could catch a glimpse of his ass, his bulge, or even a part of his dick when he was using the urinal next to mine. And every time, it got me to the edge.

I had been on campus for four days and I had still not cummed since my arrival! The last time I had waited that long must have been when I was sick with the flu, and back then, I was not sharing my room with a hot college student, barely naked most of the time. At this point, I was feeling like my balls were literally about to explode.

Apparently, Austin was feeling the same way.

That fourth night, I heard something moving in the bed next to me. My perv instincts immediately kicked in. Under the covers, Austin was jerking his big dick off. A first for my nightly lurking.

His face was the only thing out of the covers - sadly-, his eyes were closed, but from his breathing and movements under the sheets, he was, without a doubt, caressing himself. I could see his hand, wait no, his two hands (!!) going back and forth under the blankets, more and more intensely.

My dick became instantly hard and even poked out of my own underwear.

For Austin, it must have been days as well... If the amount of cum and tension building up in his balls were, in any way, near mine, he would cum like a fucking geyser and spray the whole room with his semen. I would not have minded. Maybe I would be lucky enough to catch it directly into my mouth. I licked my lips at that thought.

I guess he was thinking about Ashley. I kept my eyes closed (well, most of the time) but I listened carefully to his breathing, his rhythm... This lasted for about 10 minutes and finally, I heard a very subtle moan and the movement stopped.

A few seconds later, Austin got up from his bed, naked. I was looking at his back and I noticed again the birth marks on his ass as he was picking up some tissues of the floor and fixing himself. His chest must have been covered in cum because he was using multiple tissues. Even from this angle and in the darkness of the room, I could see a glimpse of his now soft cock hanging out... That man was hung like a horse and my craving for his juice almost got me to jump at him, right there.

I was not really into recycling and did not care that much about the environment, however, I could not tolerate this waste of perfectly consumable semen.

He put some underwear back on before getting out of the room. I guess he needed to pee or to shower and relax after that much effort.

Clearly, this whole situation got me horny as well and my cock was fully erected the whole time. Already dripping with precum, leaking from my dickhead to my balls.

Only seconds after he got out, I was beating my dick like never before. The jerk off session did not last long though. In less than a minute, a crazy amount of cum had poured out of my cock to wet my entire chest... and my face... and the walls behind me!

Fuck. I simply could not control it.

You have to understand, it had been 4 days and I was aroused almost 24/7 since I had arrived on campus! I cleaned my big mess with what I could, including eating my own cum out of my hands, - I always liked the taste - and I was pretending to sleep when Austin came back.

Thankfully the room was in the dark, otherwise stains of cum would have shown everywhere.

I was certain that this amount of jeez had created a smell in the room and that Austin would notice. But even if he did, he may think it was his own cum... He went back to sleep, unaware of the shared experience we had just had and I watched him sleep peacefully before drifting off myself.

The next morning, we went to the bathroom together for the first time.

When we arrived, Ginger Gary was there, fully naked, taking a piss in the urinals.

This sight would be enough to make me hard but thankfully, the release I had gotten a few hours prior made me more able to control my urges.

Gary turned around and faced us, his cut dick in full display. Decent size. Freakishly hot. Gary was not the sexiest or fittest boy of the Campus but I envied his confidence. I also envied his cock. Without any second thought, I would have swallowed it entirely to clean it out, right after that piss he just had.

*Damn Tyler, focus!*

"Hi 403 boys! How is it going this beautiful morning?"

"Put that thing away Gary, I don't want to puke before breakfast!" Austin joked, pointing at Gary's cock.

"Come on, we all have seen some dicks around here! I mean, you do have dicks guys, right??" Gary pretended to be seriously concerned. "Should I ask for you to be transferred to the third floor with the other girls?"

Austin did not respond. At least, not with his words. Instead, he took off his underwear and proudly showed his cock to Gary.

I definitely was not expecting that.

*Now you REALLY need to focus Tyler because this is really happening and you cannot cum your load in front of these guys!*

"I think I definitely have one! See!"

I could not see it, Austin was in front of me and I only had views on his muscular butt and the now notorious birth marks. Fuck Gary who had first row on this private show.

"And a big nice one Sir! I am impressed." Gary laughed. "Tyler, how can you sleep with such a Monster in your room?! Must be dangerous!"

Austin pulled back his pants. I remained silent as I did not know how to react. I was too focused on keeping my dick soft. The guys did not push me, they were nice enough to understand that I would not be comfortable to pull out the same trick or discuss Austin's genitals.

Gary, still stark naked, went back to washing his hands as if nothing had happened but we still had one problem to solve: shower 1 was occupied meaning that either Austin or I would have to use door-less shower 2.

Austin told me:

"Take the one with the door Ty, I'm happy to show off a bit more. Gary needs to learn what a real man's dick look like."

"Well, I guess I let you have your fun guys! I'll take the thirst stall, hmmm," I freezed. "I mean, I'll take the third stall!" They laughed. I laughed too. I wanted to bury myself in the grounds.

*Sure, Tyler, everything is fine, no one is noticing that you are incredibly aroused and thirsty right now... maybe just stop actually saying the word "thirst"!!*

Gary walked up towards the center of the bathroom and started to dry himself up, focusing on his ass, almost spreading his cheeks. Or maybe it was just my lust talking? I swore I could have seen his open pink asshole. I started to get hard and jumped into the third stall. At the same moment, I heard Austin in the shower next to mine, turning the water on.

I was fully hard now. Picturing him besides me. I could not resist touching myself... again. Did my balls really have some more semen to release after last night? I was imagining my perfect adonis, fully naked, exposing himself proudly to the whole room, just behind that wall between us...

But I could do more than picturing him.

If I got out of the shower before Austin, I could finally see him, completely naked. The mirrors above the sinks allowed us to see right in the doorless second stall from a certain angle. Should I try? The show offered to Gary would be now performed for me too. One part of my brain was screaming at me to calm down, to respect my friend's privacy, the other part of my brain, the one that seemed to always win, was telling me all about Austin's wet, naked and soapy body...

I had to try to see more.

I came out of the shower wearing just my towel for once and looked quickly at my right, I very briefly saw that he was still showering but I focused on my goal: the mirrors. I could not look at him directly. I was horny but I needed to be careful, I could not ruin this by being too obvious. Once in front of the mirrors, I took a good look in the perfect angle and finally I saw...

...

...Martin!

The hairy guy, showering in the second stall, completely naked, fully exposing his fat uncut dick and his bush, actually putting some soap on his balls at the moment when I started looking.

Then, something else caught my eye in the mirror, Austin was actually right behind me, wrapped in his own towel, drying off near the urinals. Fuck, he definitely caught me looking at Martin's reflection!

Austin came near me to brush his teeth, still in his towel. I did the same. Martin was kind of humming in his shower and another guy entered to use the toilets. I had to do something to divert Austin's attention from my constant staring but I was, once again, totally paralyzed. I mumbled something about the fact that the weather was still very nice... It was pathetic, Austin did not respond.

At least, my fear of being caught checking guys out by Austin had calmed me down, I was no longer hard.

Martin came out of the shower, walked towards us confidently, his flaccid but large dick bouncing around. Why all the men in the fourth floor had to be so hot?!

"You are going to the party tonight?"

"Yes definitely." Said Austin while he was spitting his tooth paste in the sink.

"I'm not surprised", Martin replied, "Ashley will be there!" He winked.

"And Janice too", Austin said to my attention.

"I feel like every single student will be there" I deflected. "But yeah, I'll definitely be there too!"

"Cool!"

The conversation did not stop there but I could not listen anymore as Austin, right beside me, took off his towel to change into his underwear. Martin was still fully naked on my left, but Austin was now in the nude on my right.

If there is a paradise, I am convinced that the first thing you see there is Austin taking off his towel to show off his semi wet body, just a few inches away from you.

Right there, just next to my right hand, I could finally have a full and clear view of his big, long, meaty, uncut cock. It was the most stunning thing I had ever seen in my life.

I have dated my fair share of guys since my freshman year in college but no dick has ever compared to Austin's tool.

If I could have become his slave, his sexual toy, his thing, right there, at that moment, I would have. If he had asked me to kill someone, to shave my head, to burn my skin, I would have, just to keep this sight last a few seconds longer. His balls were hairy but we could see that he was trimming them a bit (just not lately) and his long uncut dick was one that we usually only see in Porn. Hard, this penis would certainly destroy you.

It was almost abnormal to see such a big piece of meat on a white guy, Austin passed his towel on his cock to dry it off. The snake moves with the towel. He took his time, rubbed the towel on his balls. The show was flawless. 5 stars out of 5. It was so fucking inviting. Was it a semi? Could a flaccid dick be THAT big?

Eventually, he put some underwear on. I was barely managing to hide my hard on, I pressed myself against the sink.

Please, let's all give Austin a round of applause for this outstanding performance. The show was worth the wait. Martin, as a second role was perfect too. I could not wait for the sequel! If only I knew back then that so much more were to come!

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My First Year in College

Chapter 6: Professor Fletcher and Mr Finnigan

The next Friday stands up in my memory as it was the day I first met two of the men who would turn out to be quite significant in my sex life: Professor Fletcher and Tobias Finnigan.

I was introduced to the former when I attended my first "Introduction to Constitutional Laws" class.

I first saw him from behind and I immediately noticed his muscular features and his big ass, perfectly squeezed in some fancy black tailor-made pants. "Daddy Fletcher" was wearing a Ralph Lauren white shirt, and when he turned around, his nipples were visible through the fabric. What kind of College professor has these kind of pecs? The good kind, if you want my opinion.

He had a trimmed black beard and was wearing glasses. You could tell he was the type of man who liked to take care of himself and dress nicely. From his feet (huge by the way) to his hair, he looked sharp during that first day of class and during all the classes which came afterwards.

He must have been around 40 at the time of this story: old enough to be your Daddy, but young enough to fuck you hard on a kitchen counter. If you begged politely.

I must admit that, for once, I took a sit in one of the first rows to get a better view... And I am not talking about the board.

In my defense, I was not the only one fascinating by his ass as I overheard some girls behind me giggling about Professor Fletcher's buttocks. There is something magical about a beautiful big butt in suit pants.

Those dumb girls. Joking around but certainly not capable of pleasuring this man. As if they would have properly rimmed him. Tongue deep inside his asshole. Inhaling his manly scents. Eating him out. I know I would have... And spoiler alert... I actually did! But more on that later.

That evening, all the cool people in campus were preparing for the first big party of the year. Obviously, Austin had been invited and I was basically able to go as his +1.

The event was organized by the most popular frat house of CreepSide College, they were called "the ALPHAS".

Subtle, I know.

The entire football team was part of the frat and other guys, deemed "alpha" enough, had been authorized to join. As if they could not be more cliché, the captain of the college football team, Tobias Finnigan, was also the leader of the fraternity.

The party was happening in a big house a 20 minutes ride away from campus. The house offered some large rooms to party in as well as some more intimate spaces to, let's say, get to know each other on a deeper level. The place also had a pool and we were all strongly invited to bring our swimsuits. We were also promised a lot of alcohols and a DJ.

I was as petrified as I was excited to get there.

We went as a group with Austin, Ashley and Janice. Janice would drive us as she did not intend to drink. Austin and Ashley definitely were. We ended up also taking Martin with us as we were all departing from Building C. I realized it was one of the rare occasions I actually saw Martin with some clothes on. The hunk was part of the football team and I would mostly run into him naked in the dorm shared bathroom. But even when he attended a party, Martin would only wear tank top and shorts, he definitely loved to show off.

Henry was also part of the Football team and duly invited but he had to see his parents this weekend. Gary was not invited but did not seem to care.

As soon as we arrived at the event, I could feel some tension and excitement in the air. Everyone was trying to act cool but among the freshmen, every student seemed to be waiting for a signal to get wild.

Austin did not seem to bother and immediately took a beer as he went towards a Latino guy that he recognized from football try out. He introduced us to Luis but as the conversation progressed, all I could feel was deep social anxiety. Ten minutes later, I was excluded from an intense football discussion that Martin, Austin, and two other guys were now having while Janice and Ashley were chatting among themselves.

Why could not I enjoy these types of festivities? Everyone else seemed to have a great time but I was constantly afraid of doing something wrong...

I went to get some beers in the kitchen, trying to relax for a few minutes. I was feeling a bit better. As the place was getting crowded, I could not find back Austin and the rest of the group. Although, I did see half of the football team running around in swimsuits, getting outside to jump in the pool.

I followed them. Probably my gay instinct was screaming at me to "go after the naked fit guys!". At least ten of the frat guys were already in the pool, getting their muscular bodies wet and showing off to the rest of the party.

A different group was having drinks nearby the pool, and two of the men were actually holding hands. Ok, the "gays" were there too! My life would have been so much easier if I just walked towards them and said "hey guys, I'm a raging homosexual myself and I'm looking for friends... or for hook-ups... anyone interested"?

Sadly, I was not there in my life.

At least, not yet.

I just stood alone near the pool, drinking my beer, while watching a flow of people jumping in: some completely dressed, some in swimsuits or underwear, one Asian guy in his birthday suit. Really cute and well endowed, I would keep an eye on him.

The ALPHAS may have a cliché name but they were definitely living up to it. Those guys seemed obsessed with the size of their muscles, the number of drinks they could have in one go, and the number of girls they could fuck in one night. They spoke loudly, and every occasion was good enough to remove their clothes and talk about the size of their dicks. Not that I am complaining as I was definitely appreciating the show. All the flexing, slapping around, pretending to kiss or to suck each other dicks. Most of the times, they seemed gayer than the two guys who were actually dating.

And it was only 10pm... I was wondering what would happen at 2 am when all of those guys would be intoxicated enough. I felt my dick reacting to that pleasing thought in my pants. I let my dick get hard as my jeans would mostly cover my erection.

My evening took a turn when some drunk guy, very tall and very thin, pushed me inadvertently and made me spill my beer, snapping me back to reality.

"Sor... sorry" he said, visibly completely drunk. "Do you.... You... Moo... You..." He was trying to speak but his face was going from white to purple to green as he was staggering.

He did not end his sentence; however, he did manage to puke on my t-shirt.

Great!

Everyone around got a good laugh and I tried to play it cool. My t-shirt had a gross stain but the smell of vomit was the worst of it all... I had no choice but to take it off. Not such a great feeling when you are surrounding by athletic guys flexing their biceps and showing off.

Back inside the house, I looked for a bathroom to wash myself but as I was wandering shirtless, the looks became more insistent and the situation became even more unpleasant. Thankfully, I ended up on Austin who was chatting with some guys I had never met before.

"Bro, what the fuck?" Austin seemed genuinely concerned. At this point, I was on the edge of tearing up.

"Someone threw up.... On me..." The group he was chatting with laughed at my comment, but Austin did not.

"Oh fuck... Well, that sort of things happens..."

"Yeah... to me!" I replied. Annoyed.

A girl shouted: "Dude, trash this shirt off, and preferably outside, you are going to make everyone flee this place!". She pinched her nose at the end of the sentence.

I hated her but she was right. The t-shirt smelled. I smelled. This was utterly embarrassing.

"Yeah... I was about to leave so..."

Austin, as always, reacted smoothly. He first told me not to move, then removed his own t-shirt and give it to me: "take it." He ordered.

Damn, he always looked so good without a shirt on. With the golden lights of the room, his chest looked like it was shining. Woof. Despite of the dirty thoughts that were coming in my head, I said: "Austin, keep your shirt man..."

A gay guy shouted from afar "He is well better without!" Everybody was looking at us now and most of the people started laughing, some of them applauding Austin for the strip tease.

"I was going to jump in the pool anyway!" said Austin. "Who's with me?" and just like that, he ran off and jumped into the pool still wearing his jeans and shoes, followed by at least 7 other students.

Don't get me wrong dear reader, I fully realize that my obsession for Austin was unhealthy, but how could I not get obsessed with him? The whole school was slowly but surely falling in love with this man.

I did get out of the house and threw my shirt in the trash outside, putting Austin's on me. I could smell his odor on my chest and to be honest, I was very close to lick the sweat prints on the fabric. The smell was not as strong as it was on his used underwear, but still, it was getting me horny.

It took me some courage to go back in but I joined Ashley and Janice who were admiring the boys in the now crowded pool, goofing around.

Janice turned towards me.

"Oh, here you are Ty! Look what they did to the guy who puked on you."

I looked around and the drunk boy was now completely naked, passed out in a lounging chair, with some words written in marker on his skinny chest: "warning, puker!". His soft uncut dick, just like his body, long and thin, resting on his right thigh.

"Well, is he dead? I mean, he just threw up on me and humiliated me in front of everyone, so, fuck him..."

"Humiliated you? He humiliated himself!" said Ashley, "Relax Ty, nobody cares that you smell like vomit now!" She laughed.

I did not.

"Come on", said Janice "It will be a big deal only if you make it a big deal!"

She was right.

As we were chatting a bit more, we heard some agitation coming from inside the house. We soon figured out what was happening. The King of the evening and probably the King of Creepside, Tobias Finnigan, had joined the fun, a bottle of vodka in his hand, wearing nothing but a flashy red speedo. His bulge was so unrealistically big, I wondered if he put a sock in it. He did not, I would find out later that Tobias was nicknamed Elephant Man by his teammates, and that it had nothing to do with the size of his ears...

Everyone was instantly drawn to Tobias. He was the fittest boy there, his well-defined muscles as well as his entire body were perfectly shaved and smooth, he had a nipple ring but he also had a weird hairstyle with a crest, which made him look like a has-been rockstar. His face was not even that good looking, or at least, traditionally good looking, he had a large nose and some acne. Despite all of that, the guy was a God.

Walking around in his speedo, spanking his mates' ass as he was making his way through, flexing his muscles to make the girl react, and showing off his butt -- going as far as spreading his ass cheeks for some laughs, I got a great view at his beautiful pink and just slightly hairy asshole - Tobias Finnigan owned the room and he knew that.

He drank some vodka right from the bottle, asked everyone to step aside and jumped in the pool. Nobody would dare to challenge the status of this man.

I was blown away.

I caught Austin's looks and it was like if he had met his new role-model. Just like me and everyone else, he could not stop staring at Tobias.

I drank another beer but I rapidly felt a bit dizzy. I was not used to drink much and went back inside; I looked for a bathroom, losing my way in the second floor. I was wondering if I was the one smelling bad or if the whole house was now reeking with alcohol fumes and young people's sweats when I heard a girl screaming.

Still a bit drunk, I was unsure and I kept on walking. The sound came again, this time, from a door next to me. I opened, just to make sure everything was ok.

A girl was indeed screaming.

Of pleasure.

I could not tell the exact number but probably 7 persons were in the bedroom. Fucking. Sucking. Licking. Masturbating. Some of them looked at me in the doorway, others did not seem to notice me. I was so shocked, just like when I caught Austin jerking off the first day, I could not gather my thoughts.

The alcohol was not helping and there was just too much to see.

4 or 5 guys and 2 girls, this is what I can remember. Legs and ass everywhere, one girl was sucking two guys at the same time, the other girl was getting fucked by the rest of the boys, at least a double penetration was involved. Was she sucking a dick while getting fucked? The room was dark I could not see well.

After a few seconds, stunned, I heard a familiar voice: Martin.

He was there, fully naked of course, getting his big hairy dick sucked by a black girl. Martin was standing right next to the Latino guy Austin introduced us to earlier. Actually, Martin's arm and hand were placed around that guy's shoulder, their respective chests were practically touching each other. They were both hairy and sweating a lot.

Luis was waiting for his turn, hard as well, while Martin was getting deep-throated by the undisturbed black girl. She was very committed to her task and was caressing Luis' balls at the same time.

Martin abruptly said, while pushing the girl's head further on his hard cock - she was gagging but she was not giving up -: "Look man, either you shut the door or you join the fun!"

I took a step back and shut the door.

Another stupid move from my part! My brother told me to experiment, this was my chance! I just got invited to an orgy.

I spent some long minutes in the corridor, listening to the sounds coming from the bedroom (or rather the sex room) trying to process things. I had no idea how to react to any of that but one thing was for sure: Martin's dick looked fucking juicy when it was hard!

Should I return to offer myself to him? I had never sucked a dick before but I'm sure this girl could teach me one thing or two... What the hell, I knew I could do a better job than her, taking the two dicks at the same time in my throat... I would have let the other guys fuck me too! I mean, there were more men than women in that room... Although, besides some incidental touching, not a single guy was licking, sucking, or fucking another guy.

After a while, I found my way downstairs and ended up on Janice who was biting her nails.

"Do you know where Ashley, Austin and Martin are?"

Without thinking I said: "Martin is fucking some girl on the second floor."

Janice was taken aback. "Oh well... Look I'm a bit tired of this... I'm going back to campus, are you coming with me?"

"And the others, how will they..." She did not let me finish.

"Look, they will find their way back. Pretty much everyone here lives on campus and Uber exists... or they'll walk! I'm not their mother."

Something must have happened... I had never seen Janice being this annoyed. It is not surprising though. From my experience, a party ends in only two ways: some people end up fucking, some others end up miserable, and sometimes it can be both of these things.

I was not feeling so well myself and decided to go back with Janice.

On the way back, she said:

"You're not interested in me Tyler?" She did not look at me as she was driving.

"No... Not really Janice."

Clearly, this evening was not getting any better and she did not reply.

We returned to building C. She took the stairs to the second floor and I took the elevators. I was still wearing Austin sweaty t-shirt. At least, I had that. I could jerk off while sniffing it in my room.

I went back to 403, opened the door, and for the second time in one hour, I stumbled on people having sex... And pretty rough sex!

This time, I was welcomed by Austin's muscular ass and notorious birthmarks as he was fucking Ashley doggystyle on the floor. She was moaning. He turned his face towards me, his hard dick still deep inside Ashley's asshole, his body was wet with sweat or maybe it was juice from Ashley's pussy: "Oh..."

Instantly blushing, I shouted: "sorry Guys! I'll come back later".

I shut the door as I could not believe this was happening... again! Although, this time, it was not exciting at all. I was just feeling intense jealousy. When will I get to be part of the action and not merely a spectator?

Austin found me, half an hour later, in the kitchen of the first floor. I was eating some leftover pancakes. He was wearing some shorts and a tank top.

"Sorry about that bro."

I did not respond.

"The room is now clear." He smiled.

I was pissed off but did not want him to know.

"Ok." I said.

Back in the room, Austin tried to reengage the conversation.

"Well, I'd say this was a pretty good night!" He tried to lighten the mood. "Man, the whole party was insane!" He probably wanted me to ask him more details about how he ended up fucking Ashley in the ass but I did not want to know anything more about this.

I took my -- well, his, - shirt off and gave it back to him.

"Here. Thanks for your shirt. You can take it back now."

"Ok..." Austin looked confused. "Bro, don't be like this. Next time, I'll put a sock on the door. And when it is your turn, we'll do the same." Again, he was trying to be conciliatory. He seemed surprised that I was this bothered.

"It will never be my turn."

"What are you saying Ty?" I should not have said that. We were moving in a very dangerous and intimate territory.

"Nothing, good night, Austin".

I lied down in my bed, still wearing my jeans. Austin did not respond but I could sense he was starting to get annoyed by my behavior too. I could not blame him.

He was always patient and nice to me, always making sure I would feel comfortable. He was including me in his group of friends, introducing me to girls, respected my privacy... And I was just acting like an asshole, resenting him for not liking me the way I would like him to, or resenting myself for not being like him.

"Good night, Ty" he said.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 19: What makes a good nurse (Part 2)

"You're ok, Ty?"

"Yeah... I am reducing the pain killers... It works, I do feel the pain now."

"Sit down on the toilets, I'll remove the pants." He started with my socks. Was he somewhat attracted to my feet? Or was he only into women's feet? In any case, I thought he took his damn time to slowly remove my socks. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers.

"You'll pee in the shower?"

"Yeah."

He removed my trousers and did the same thing with my underwear.

"You can wear a fresh pair of mine after the shower."

"Yes, ok". I said, totally naked in front of my brother. I was focused on not having a hard-on but I could already feel the semi coming as my brother was helping me out in his sexy underwear. I went into the shower with him and he started to play with the faucets, regulating pressure and warmth.

"Is it ok?"

"It's perfect. Thank you."

"Do you need help washing?" Again, my dick reacted to that suggestion.

"No, I will be fine..."

"Did the nurse help you?"

"Just... just my back and my armpits..."

"Ok."

He took a washcloth, put some gel on it and started to scrub my back. I was getting hard and there was nothing I could do about it. He then shampooed my hair. His firm and delicate hands massaging my scalp.

"Do you mind if I took off my boxers? They're getting all wet."

He could not see I was already semi-hard but he would at some point... Him getting naked as well, sharing the shower... I knew I could not handle that.

"Do what you want, I think we are way passed this point!" I was still trying to play it cool. But he must have known how I felt around him.

I heard him behind me taking off his underwear. I had already seen him naked. I had already seen him inserting a toothbrush in his asshole actually. But the catfishing was one thing, this was real. He was fully nude behind me, scrubbing my back and then, my ass. My dick was now fully erected and even started leaking precum. He moved a bit and...

"Oh..." He spoke. Noticing my rock-hard cock.

I was blushing. I was afraid he would get mad, called me a freak. I was ashamed I could not control my urge. Getting hard naked with your brother was so messed up...

"I'm sorry... I just... I have not cummed in days, well weeks..."

"Oh my god. Right... With your wrist and arms... You had not jerked off for more than two weeks! Damn, those balls must be full."

He was right, they were full.

"I'm sorry, the slightest touch and I get hard..."

"Understandable." He said, speaking like a doctor making his diagnostic.

The shower continued in silence, we were both naked under the water, his shaved flaccid dick tempting me, my hairy hard cock standing strong between us. He was now washing my chest. The nurse in the hospital let me took care of that part but my brother was going the extra mile to help his patient.

He was now in the region of my thighs. We were facing each other but we did not make eye contact. He knelt down to wash my thighs, my groin, and then, my balls and cock, still erected... leaking even more precum at his touch. My brother was so handsome, kneeling below me, his muscular and wet body fully at display.

"Ryan..." I started.

He continued washing my dick with the washcloth. It felt more and more like he was jerking it, going back and forth on my foreskin, revealing my dickhead fully.

"Ryan, be careful, I told you... I have not cummed in more than two weeks."

He looked towards me.

"I know Ty."

And he kept on jerking me off, he was no longer pretending to wash me, he was literally masturbating me. Oh god, he was helping me cum. "Close your eyes and think of your favorite Pornstar." Ryan joked.

As if the situation was not exciting enough in itself?! As if HE was not my favorite Pornstar at that exact moment?!

It only took a few minutes and I could no longer hold it in. I warned my brother as he was getting into a steady rhythm, his eyes looking at my dick with a wild interest.

"Ryan, I'm cumming!"

He kept jerking me off rapidly but he moved his face to avoid the splash. And what a splash! I think it was the biggest orgasm I had ever have in my life. Try to hold your cum for 17 days and then having your sexy big brother, on whom you have always fantasize, to jerk your dick off in the shower! The explosion was unavoidable. It was a firework of very thick and white cum. Some went on Ryan's shoulder and chest, some on the walls, some of my own chest and the rest on the washcloth.

"FUCK! That is an orgasm! Do you always cum like this?" My big brother seemed impressed.

"No... no... I... This was crazy. I mean, it had been weeks bro!"

Ryan stood up and laughed. He took the shower head and rinse me off as well as himself. He also washed the shower wall, painted with my jizz. I peed in the shower, such a sweat release after cumming. I was careful not to hit his feet. He accompanied me and started to piss. He was not as careful as me though, some of his urine hit my left ankle.

"Jesus Ryan, learn to aim!"

"You're one to talk!" He took his dick and pointed it toward my legs to continue peeing. The jerk!

"RYAN!" I did the same and peed on his legs.

When we were done, the water was getting cold and we both got closer under the shower head to rinse ourselves. At some point, I was certain I could see a semi forming on his dick but then, he was done showering.

He dried himself off first with a warm towel and then took care of me. I started to get hard again as he was rubbing the towel on my crotch.

"You want me to put your underwear back on?"

"Well, yes... if you don't mind."

"Sure, but if you have to pee, or worse, shit during the night... How will you manage? You'll have to wake me up. Do you mind sleeping naked?"

"No... I..."

He did not let me finish:

"Ok then, I don't mind either. I always sleep naked with Mallory here anyway."

And just like that, on the first night, it was decided that we would both be sleeping in the nude. At this point, he had jerked me off and pissed on me, so really, what difference did it make?

That night, I fell asleep naked in clean soft sheets and a king size bed. I had not slept this good in weeks, maybe months.

When I woke up the next morning, to my surprise, I was not alone in the bed! Ryan was lying next to me, naked as the day he was born, his morning wood freely resting on his muscular chest. I could not believe he was offering me this view.

I knew he had an exhibitionist side through his alternative Instagram, but I did not think he would casually flaunt his erection to me. Maybe the fact that he knew for sure that I was gay gave him a reason to show off more, or maybe he just did not care. Either way, I was grateful.

He woke up. I was staring at his dick.

"Morning brother. Morning boner." I said, thinking I was funny.

"Morning Tyler." He yawned. "Slept well?"

"Yes... I had not slept this well in a while!"

"Good to hear. Sorry to have joined, the couch is just too uncomfortable and this bed is so big..."

"It's your bed man."

He got up, still showing off his morning wood.

"Well, I better take care of that", he pointed at his dick "and then we'll eat some breakfast." Just like that, his bare muscular ass disappeared in the bathroom. Obviously, I was hard again.

I was still horny when he helped dressing me up but this time, he did not offer to give me a hand and release myself.

I spent the second day at his place and all those afterwards mostly working on my classes. I was so behind. I could barely type but I had access to the lessons, exercises and notes thanks mostly to Janice, Austin and Steve. I just had to read through it all and hopefully understand the fuck I was reading. It was not easy but I was motivated, my friends were doing too much to make this work for me to fail.

Showering with my brother became a nightly routine. He jerked me off again on the third day. I mostly cummed in the washcloth but I also hit his abs. It is crazy how quickly you can get comfortable with someone else. Sleeping naked next to him and getting hard was now a casual thing.

On the fourth day, Mallory came by and we went to see a physiotherapist at the hospital. He had good news; my recovery was going well, even better than expected. I was in good hands with my brother.

After seeing the doctor, Ryan took the time to shave me. This turned into another jerk-off session as he was carefully moisturizing my cock, balls, and asshole, I got hard and my brother let me unload on the bathroom floor.

A couple more times that week, he helped me release my testosterone. Sadly, he did not need my help to release his. I noticed he would lock himself in the bathroom with his phone sometimes. I was certain he was masturbating, probably playing with some "feet girls" online. Although, I did see him hard a lot in "our" bed, he never played with his cock besides me.

The physical exercise was paying off and I was soon able to be more independent. I did not want to abuse of my brother's time and trust. I had done that too many times already.

Still, for one last evening, my brother proposed to help me out with my serious condition of "not being able to masturbate properly", but this time, he jerked me off while I was lying in the bed. He was wearing a tank top and boxers and proposed to show me a porn so I could cum faster.

"What do you like?" He asked. I was not surprised he wanted to know. He was very curious about my sexuality.

"I don't know..."

"You don't know what you like? Should I type teacher/student or face-cumming in the search bar?"

It was the first time since the hospital that he referred to the leaked picture and we both busted out laughing. Two good news: one, I was able to laugh about this whole thing, that meant I was doing better mentally, second, my ribs did not hurt, that meant I was doing better physically.

"Yeah... Well... I do like an older man's dick." I said, smirking.

He typed "older man fucks twink" on the search section.

I was a bit taken aback: "You knew what a twink is?"

"I'm straight Ty, I don't live in a cave. You're not the first gay man I have met in my life!"

He launched the gay porn (it was bad) and masturbated my cock. Another difference with the shower is that this time, he was directly using his hand, no washcloth, just his fingers playing with my foreskin. He was getting very good at it. Just seeing his biceps moving was enough to keep me rock-hard. He did not seem to care that tons of precum were sliding down his fingers.

Again, I did not last long and jizzed all over his hands and over my chest. He seemed surprise but not weirded-out or disgusted. He just went to wash his hands, got undressed, and like the previous nights, we slept together, naked. He was cuddling me when we woke up. I could feel his semi-hard cock against my thighs. Maybe I had died in the accident and I was now in paradise?

My main cast was removed the next day and it was decided I would go back to college the next Monday.

The cold but sunny spring weather had replaced the freezing and snowy winter and I felt ready to start over and face my classmates. To be honest, I just could not wait to spend time with Austin again, now being able to be truly myself around him.

Who knows? Maybe just like my brother, Austin would be even more willing to show off now that he knew that I was gay?!

I had no idea how much this would turn out to be true.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 12: Early Christmas present (Part 2)

"Open your mouth."

I did.

"Wide".

I tried.

"WIDER."

I tried harder.

His response was violent. He suddenly pushed his very hard cock inside my mouth and my throat. I felt like someone was pushing a baton in me. I had a strong gag reflex and push it back. A crazy amount of saliva came out of my mouth. I almost puked. His dick was wet.

"NOW LICK."

I did. Every inch of it. His dick was a bit smaller than Austin's but it was larger. I licked my saliva out of his shaft, I felt the hot dick vibrating under my tongue. There was some precum on its dickhead, I went for it. Some of my saliva fell on the floor and on his feet, he was playing with it between his toes. I cleaned it all up. I was determined to do a good job.

Then I went back on his dick and offered him a blow job, for real this time. I was the one going on it. Trying to swallow as much as possible. I heard him moaning. He was moving my head with his hand, but slower than before. I could really appreciate the moment, my mouth full of his meaty dick. I pushed myself trying to get it deep in my throat, the girth and my gagging reflex stopped me. My nose could almost touch his bush.

I felt some cum coming out of my dick, I was so excited I could not stop it.


"Sir... I...." I went on his dick again "I think I..." and again "I'm gonna cum".

"DON'T." He shouted.

He pushed me away with his feet on my chest, I fell back on the floor.

Afterwards, he put his legs up in the air and there I was, in "Toss my Law Professor's salad, episode 1."

His ass was thick, muscular, hairy, manly. He was spreading his cheeks with his two hands and his asshole was there, wide open, waiting for me, winking on me. He did not have to tell me what to do, I started to lick his hairy asshole immediately. I spat on it for good measures, and tongued his ass. Inspired, I jerked off his dick with my right hand at the same time.

"I'm a virgin slut Sir." I mumbled while eating his ass.

"Are you Daddy's virgin slut?"

"Yes, I am Daddy's virgin slut. I am yours Daddy. A dirty ass-eating slut"

I went back rimming his ass some more. I sniffed it. I was an animal. I would go through his big balls as well, swallowing them entirely in my mouth. Back to his dick and then his asshole again. I dreamt about that so many times. I was in heaven. I spat again in his ass, rubbed his balls at the same time. He moaned louder.

After a few minutes, he put his leg and foot behind my head to lock me against his asshole. Again, I was choking. I tried to move away but I could not. He pushed me harder against his ass, I tried to breathe through his asshole and started to panic, my own dick still dripping with precum. I could feel that I had no more air. I tried to shout but I could not either. He locked me even harder. My head was now fully red. I could not breathe anymore. I was about to die inhaling my Laws Professor's asshole. This lasted for at least 20 seconds more. Then, when I was on the verge of passing out, he finally let go.

"FUCK." He shouted. For the first time, it looked like he did no longer control himself.

He pushed me back, I fell. I was trying to breathe. I coughed. I needed water. He gave me no rest, instead, he took me by the arm, and started to pull me out of the living room. I was still seeing spots and could not think through.

"CLIMB OUT THE STAIRS BITCH." He yelled like a mad man.

I did. As best as I could. On the second floor, he pulled me by the arm again and threw me into a room. A bedroom. He threw me on the bed. I was his doll.

"I AM GOING TO FUCK YOU NOW."

I was afraid at this point, his dick was huge, I had merely put 2 fingers in my ass in the shower before that. My virgin ass could not take such a big dick; and I knew he would be rough. Too rough. Also, what just happened, that was too much for me.

"Sir... I..."

He spat on my ass, and moved me around so I would be in the doggy style position. He started licking my ass. His tongue was warm, wet, his hands were gripping my cheeks firmly. I moaned. I was petrified.

This lasted several minutes and then I felt something sliding in. A finger, then two. I screamed. It hurt. He put his hands on my mouth, once more, I could barely breathe. It hurt so much even his fingers were too much.

"I am going to fuck your virgin ass boy."

He let go his hand off my mouth a second, just enough for me to scream:

"No please!!" I was shaking and tearing up.

He stopped and moved aside. He looked me in the eyes.

"Tyler, I do not want to do anything you don't want." He said in a calm but firm voice, his dick still fully erected pointing at me.

"Sir..." I whispered. I had no idea of what I wanted.

"Tyler, if you want me to fuck your ass, you will have to beg me."

"Sir..." This needed to stop, this was too much. But his dick... His body... I was a slut... I knew that I was his slut.

"So, Tyler.... Do you want me to fuck your virgin asshole?"

I was so afraid. I wanted to say no. But it was my first time. I did not want this to stop. His dick, so beautiful in front of me. So tempting.

"Yes, Sir...." I gave in.

"Beg me."

I was still lying on the bed. I moved a bit, put my legs in the hair and spread my asshole, I looked right at him.

"I am begging you Daddy. Please fuck my virgin asshole!"

He slid his dick inside my ass a second later, while putting one hand around my throat and looking at me right in the eyes. It hurt like hell. I felt my ass popped. I was no longer a virgin.

"This is going to feel good in a bit, you have to relax, you have to let it in."

I was semi crying and semi moaning, I did not know if this was hell or paradise. Probably both.

He took his dick out of my ass after only 3 back and fourths.

"I don't use lube. Suck it some more. It needs to be wetter; it will be easier for you..."

The dick was coming straight from my ass.... I looked at him and then at his shaft. Should I taste my own ass?

"Yes, Sir."

I sucked his dick, smelling my own anus on his cock. I tried to deepthroat him again. I gagged and tons of spit come out of me. There were tons of precum too. Daddy was excited! Again, I almost puked my coq au vin. I felt some cum pouring of my dick. It was my second orgasm of the night while not touching my cock.

When I felt like his dick was wet enough, I said:

"Sir, please fuck me with that big dick. I want to feel Daddy's cock in my asshole again. A slut needs to be fucked! I am begging you Sir."

This time, he turned me around, in doggystyle. He pushed his dick in, and took my virginity some more. I felt his dick deep inside of me, I was in a state of trance. I almost blacked out. He fucked me hard. I would remember my first time for the rest of my life.

We were playing for nearly 2 hours at this point and my dick was still hard despite the unintentional cumming, it almost hurt. He spat on my ass while fucking me. He started spanking me. I was losing any sense of reality. A French expression calls orgasms a "petite mort" (a little death), I died a little that night.

At some point, a few minutes later, or maybe an hour later, I could not say, he pulled his dick out of my ass, made me kneel again and told me.

"Now, as promised, this is your dessert boy. Consider it an early Christmas present from the college's board of professors."

He unloaded a crazy amount of white thick cum on my face and then put his dick, which was still somehow cumming, in my throat. I swallowed part of it and let some slide down on the floor. He put his foot on my head, forcing me against the wooden floor to lick it.

Filth. This was pure filth. I loved it. I could barely see though as my eyes were covered in cum. My first facial.

I cummed again, but this time, I was jerking off my own dick and the cum came pouring on the floor. He made me lick my own cum too, putting some on his toes.

After a while, professor Fletcher seemed satisfied. He ruffled my hair and said:

"Good boy,Tyler. You are going to make some men very happy!"

I was coming back to Earth and I started to feel cold all of the sudden, shaking. My Professor's sperm covering my entire face. I had his strong taste in my mouth.

My Master for the evening left his bedroom. I did not dare to move. Actually, I did not know If I could ever move again. I just lied there, on the floor, drenched in sweat, in cum, in spit. My asshole hurt. Did I really enjoy that?

He came back with something in his hand. I did not recognize it at first then he said:

"Look at me."

I looked and I noticed a Polaroid camera, and then a bright flash.

I was still disoriented as I watched my own face full of cum coming out of the camera. He told me:

"Sign your name."

I did not think it through. I took a pen he was handing to me and did sign. "Tyler Braxton".

"Now, go take a shower. I will call you an Uber. I hope you enjoyed your time here."

"This was..." I could not find the words.

"Good?" He asked.

"More than that."

The reality was that it was life changing but saying it did not feel right. Probably the experience was not life changing for Professor Fletcher as he seemed very used to fuck guys, or rather sluts, like me.

I took a shower. I thought he would join me but he did not. When I returned to the living room, it was 1 am and he was wearing a bathrobe. I could have gone for round 2. He was naked underneath and I could see his flaccid cock popping out of the robe.

"Now Tyler, you know the rules. You are going to take this Uber to go back to campus. You will never speak of this night. To anyone. And you will never address yourself to me, ever. As discussed, this was a one-time thing only."

My heart broke a little.

I knew this was the rule but I had not fully realized that he would go actually through with that.

"Can I ask you a question?" I felt that there was no necessity for calling him Sir anymore.

"Yes?"

"Do you do that often?"

"Yes, I do."

And this was our last exchange. We never spoke again.

I came back to the dorms as the "end of semester" party was still going strong on the first floor. I was exhausted and went straight to room 203.

When I entered, I was surprised to see Austin there. Surprised but happy.

"I lost my virginity!" I shouted, excited. I did not what come over me but I had to share that.

Austin seemed surprised:

"What? You slept with Janice?"

Shit. I can be stupid sometimes. Why did I say that? Now he would want more details...

"No... I slept with... I slept with some girl but she does not want it to be known and... I don't want to breach her trust... and... Man, I lost my virginity tonight!"

Austin smiled lightly, but it was not his usual smile. With my excitement of the night and then of seeing him, I had not noticed at first that something was wrong. But Austin had red yes.

"What are you doing in here?" I asked, concerned.

"Do you mind if I come back sleeping here?" He said almost whispering.

"Of course not! What's going on?"

And just like that, he busted into tears. "Ashley made out with another guy during the party and I surprised them and..."

"WHAT? I mean... She was drunk? What happened? Which guy?"

"Who cares?!" He looked at me, miserable.

"Sorry bro..." I sat next to him on the bed.

"I broke up with her." He said.

I took him in my arms and let him lay his face on my chest. He looked heart broken. He cried some more.

[END OF SEMESTER 1]

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Tyler is a freshman student at Creepside College. Gay and closeted, he has some troubles controlling his urges surrounded by frat guys, sexy professors, his hot brother and most importantly, his stunning straight roommate: Austin.

As the story progresses, Tyler learns more about himself and gets closer to live his filthiest fantasies.

The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 2: Austin

I was nervously shaking behind the 403 door.

I was trying to reassemble my thoughts but all I could think about was this guy's hairy thighs, his abs well defined with the glorious happy trail between his V line, the huge dick between his hand, the pearls of sweat on his nipples... but then the terrorized face.

This instant when I walked on him lasted two seconds, maybe three, but this remains, to this day, one of my most striking memory.

The glimpse of Austin that I caught that day maybe the main reason that I became so obsessed with him. He was so perfect and it was so sudden that I instantly had the desire to see more, to inspect more, to enjoy more of his body.

Already, I could not remember that clearly of his dick. It seems huge but was he cut? Uncut? Did I actually see his balls or did he hide them right away? I mean his hand was covering most of it, well some of it, he was definitely very hung but I immediately took a step back to close that damn 403 door again. I was craving for more. If only I had looked for a few seconds more!

Austin opened the door. I was still standing there in shock. He was wearing some unbuttoned trousers - I could almost see some dark pubic hair - and a grey t shirt. His face was a bit red but he looked stunning.

He started talking. Good, because clearly, I could not have said a word.

"Sorry, I was taking a nap", he said casually.

A nap, sure. I remained silent.

He was no longer naked but he was still so fucking hot. This young man looked like a Hollywood actor with a jaw so lean he could break anything, including my heart. His blue eyes were mesmerizing. His dark hair were... "And you are?"

Jesus, I needed to come back to Earth.

"Oh sorry, I'm Tyler... I think this is my room."

"Oh fuck." Austin seemed to relax, understanding what had happened. "Well. I'm Austin. It is also my room. I was told that my roommate would be a certain Tyler but I did not know you were supposed to arrive now... at all!" he extended his hand.

I shook his hand starting to recompose myself a bit, but the fact that I was shaking his right hand which was on his penis 30 seconds earlier did not help to get me any cooler.

"Yeah. I am only starting class tomorrow but my parents... well, I... I thought that it would better for me to settle in before the first day."

"That makes sense."

An awkward silence ensues. Finally, Austin took the lead of the conversation again.

"We are not going to stay in the corridor all day, come in, it's your place!"

He moved away from the door. His bed was still a mess and there were some white Calvin Klein underwear right in the middle of the room. Looked like there was some stains of precum on those but maybe it was just my imagination. Surely, Austin did not take the time to put the CKs back on before putting his trousers on. His dick was right there, under his unbuttoned jeans.

We both looked at the evidence of his crime and he said:

"Ok so, maybe I will avoid taking off my underwear in the middle of the room from now on..."

He was a bit embarrassed but smiled through it. Clearly, he was not in the state of horror I would have been in if the situation were reversed.

He picked up his underwear, re-buttoned his trousers, put the underwear in one of the drawers and proceed to offer me a tour of the room. I was just trying not to be disappointed by his new resolution of keeping his underwear on at all times.

There were two beds, one on each side of the room facing the door, a large desk with a chair between the two beds with a window above it. Right beside the door, on one side there was another similar large desk, on the other side a sink with a mirror and some additional drawers. There was also a microwave and some more spaces to store clothes or school stuff. The room was nice, it was not too crowded with furniture so it seemed bigger than I thought and everything looked pretty nice in there... including Austin.

Above his bed, the poster of an NFL player was watching us. A hot muscular black guy, I could not tell you his name though.

"Look, I have already put my stuff here and chose this bed but clearly I don't care, if you want to switch."

"No that's fine." He was evidently already feeling VERY comfortable in his bed.

"I'd rather slept on this side anyway." I said putting my bags onto the bed on the left side of the room. Looking around I noticed he had brought some gaming materials and some manga. "Oh you read some Garuto?"

"A big fan, you too?!"

"Yeah! I left mines at home but I've read all the collection so far. This room is pretty cool. I was afraid it would be smaller than that."

"Yeah, I was a bit worried when I came in, the building is not as nice as they sell it. There is a lot of stuff not working in the laundry rooms and in the bathrooms but at least, our room is quite nice."

"Our" room. This sounded good. I felt more comfortable now. My roommate looked like a Greek God but he also seemed really nice.

"What do you mean by stuff not working?" I asked.

Austin invited me to leave our room and took me to the other side of the corridor, right after room 405, a door with a shower sign on it was waiting for us.

Austin opened and I saw my second naked guy of the day! Well, to be fair, this time he was wearing a towel and brushing his teeth. A bit less intense than a full jerk-off session, but still.

"Hi" the guy said, his mouth full of toothpaste. His body was not perfect but he was cute with his ginger hair and nerdy look. Besides, I was immediately drowned to his ginger pubic hair that I could see poking out of his towel...

*focus Tyler, focus*.

"Hi Gary, this is Tyler my roommate, he just arrived. I am his tour guy."

Gary shook my hand. His visible bulge under his towel getting dangerously close to me.

"Hi, I'm a sophomore but most of the people on this floor are freshmen. Welcome to your palace!" He spat in the sink. "I'm also the R.A. of this floor so please do not break anything -- there's already enough of that -- and don't drink -- at least not in communal spaces." He winked at me.

There were 3 urinals right beside the door on the left, in front of the sinks where Gary was brushing his teeth. Besides the mirrors, there were three stalls, looked like toilets and in front of these stalls, some showers.

The shower stalls were supposed to be private but on the 4 showers available, 1 was completely missing a door and the other one was obstructed by a sign which said "NOT TO USE."

Gary explained: "This shower stall is supposed to be fixed since I got here, if you try to use it, good luck! There is not a single drop of water coming out the drain but you'll have the pleasure to be washed up with a lot of brown smelly dirt... Probably the shit coming from the 5th floor's toilets!" Austin and I looked at each other in disgust. "We used to prank new arrivals with it but see, I'm nice, I'm warning you!".

Gary smiled and continued: "We spent all of last year with 3 showers available for the 12 guys of this floor, I'm telling you, sometimes it gets crowded in here. Normally at this time of the day, it is quiet though..."

Immediately, images of naked young and fit college guys fighting to access a shower popped in my head.

"Sorry for the disturbance" I said. I did not want to make Gary uncomfortable.

Clearly, my concerns were misplaced. Gary went towards one of the urinals and took his towel off so that he could pee. He did not seem to mind being naked at all as he continued to talk, while using the urinal.

Thanks to this move, I had a perfect view of a superb peachy and hairy ass - yeap, he did have some ginger hair right between his cheeks as well -. *do no get hard Tyler, do not get hard* "That's fine guys. I'm in 401 and my roommate is not here yet, so at least I got some intimacy in my room."

Gary did not have the Abercrombie and Fitch body type but he was so at ease with wandering around naked, it was hard not to notice him and not to want him... Or maybe, it was just me? He was also kind of hairy for a guy, well a man, of his age... His pale ginger hair on his white skin made me want to caress him... and...

*For the love of God, FOCUS TYLER!*

"Yeah... I guess I'll have to get used to sharing my intimacy, it's the first time I have a roommate." Replied Austin.

I instantly thought of my hot roommate, jerking off his meaty cock, and I felt my own dick getting hard. This bare ass in front of me, the thought of Austin beating his cock off... I had to calm down.

Gary put back his towel on before facing us and got out of the bathroom. I have no idea what he was saying when he left. At this point, I was just trying to recompose myself. I even did my best not to try to catch a glimpse of his cock while he was readjusting. This was killing me.

Although, those guys were not done teasing me as Austin said:

"I'm going to take a leak while we're here. You want to go visit the campus and take a bite then?"

A bite? A bite of what? His cock? His ass? Yes, Sir! He started unbuttoning his pants which I knew for sure would not reveal any underwear -- I was getting so hard and I was afraid it would show - Austin turned to the urinal...

"Well, yes for sure. I..."

Without finishing my sentence, I practically ran to a toilet stall. Fuck. My dick was now hard as a rock. How could I be so horny and nervous at the same time? A few seconds later, I realized I must have looked weird, running to the stall while he was taking a piss and regretted my move. He probably thought I have diarreha or something... Great!

I managed to calm down, had a piss on my own, and when I got out, Austin was no longer in the bathroom.

I went back to room 403 - and knocked this time. He said "can you just wait 10 seconds I'm changing?"

Why the fuck did I knock? The things I could have seen...

When he opened back the door, he was still wearing the same clothes... I guess by changing, he meant that he did not intend to stay commando all day.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

I was.

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My First Year in College


Chapter 10: Tobias’ secrets

In the next few days, I did everything in my power to recreate the conditions of a jerk-off session between friends.

I was trying not to be too obvious, last thing I wanted was to scare Austin away. I would purposely jerk off during the night in the hope he would catch me, I would sometimes bring up the subject of porn or of women to get him turned on... A week passed by and I had no luck.

Ashley was not helping. More and more frequently, the blondie was emptying Austin's balls before he joined our room to sleep.

I was starting to think that the roommates' masturbation bounding would remain an isolated incident, when one evening, as we were both lying in our beds, Austin started to talk about something that had happened to him a few nights before, after football practice.

"Ty, can I tell you something you swear not to repeat to anyone else?"

My interest was immediately piqued. For a split second, I thought: was Austin about to come out?

"Sure, anything! You know you can trust me."

"I know..." He seemed hesitant; I did not want to push him. "I sort of officially became part of the ALPHAS frat last night."

I was expecting a more shocking revelation.

"Is this supposed to be a secret?" I looked at him between the bars of the desk standing between us.

"No... I guess that is now official news... But I had to do certain things to be accepted."

Austin was not about to tell me he was gay, but maybe he was about to tell me how he had to suck all of the football team's dicks to join the frat. Just with that thought, my dick woke up in my boxers.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well... I had to fuck someone... I had to cheat on Ashley."

Someone? That lucky "someone". I took good notice that he did not say "some girl".

Austin continued: "But man, I have been thinking about it since then. I cannot get it out of my mind."

"Because it was so hot?" I tried a joke to lighten the mood.

"You, cheeky pervert... No... Well, it was very hot. I have just never cheated on my girlfriend before..."

"Who did you fuck?" I asked, trying to hide my avidity and excitement.

"A MILF. A crazy nymphomaniac MILF."

I must say that again, part of me was disappointed he did not say a DILF. At the same time, I think the jealousy of knowing Austin would have fucked another guy instead of me would have killed me.

"A MILF? They made you fuck an older woman as an entry ritual? I've heard of worst..." I spoke.

"Well... Not exactly... You have to do some crazy things before that. The MILF is sort of the finale stage, the gift you are offered when you make it and officially join the ALPHAS."

"What crazy things...?" Austin did not know but I was starting to caress myself under the covers, imagining what he might have done.

"Well, you know, the usual stuff, stupid bets, drinking a lot, skinny dipping... They asked me to measure my dick, I had to get hard and compare it to Tobias... You know, to Mister Elephant Man. Those men are insane but once you're in the frat, you get access to so much stuff."

He gave a bit more details on the benefits of the fraternities but I was stuck on the part where he said he had to compare his hard dick with Tobias. I kept on touching myself, trying to be as discreet as possible.

"Who won?" I asked.

"What?"

"The measuring contest!" How did Austin not get that it was the most crucial part of his story so far?

"Tobias won... of course"

"Seriously? But man, your dick is...." I stopped myself there. "Well, big."

Austin laughed.

"Not as big as Tobias though. He is bigger than Henry if this gives you a hint."

Fuck. He was bigger than Henry?! I now understood where all that confidence was coming from. Tobias / Elephant Man was comparing his dick to every potential addition to the frat, proving to each new guy that he was the most ALPHA of the ALPHAS. Maybe I should try to join myself?

"I heard that in some fraternities, some guys have to blow the other members' dicks to enter!" I said, eager to know more. Maybe I needed to be more careful because Austin seemed a bit surprise by my question.

"I think it happens sometimes. Not within the ALPHAS though. Probably, I could not have done that anyway... I mean... I did have to lick one guy's asshole to get in, it was disgusting enough. I was blindfolded so I don't even know if it was actually his ass, but it was super gross!"

Austin was one to talk with all the rimming porn he was watching, I thought, but he continued:

"Between us, I think it was Martin's cause I felt a lot of hair." He semi laughed and made a disgusted face.

"Awww", I gasped. The sound coming out of my mouth started as a moan but then I pretended to be grossed out "aaarf". My dick was now fully hard and out of my boxer briefs. "Man, you really did want to join the frat boys to eat Martin's hairy ass crack!" I said, trying to mask my envy.

"Shut up Ty, that's just the football spirit!"

"Sure" I said. "But what happened with the MILF then?"

"Well... that is the real crazy part. I know everyone thinks Tobias is fucking a bunch of girls around but in reality... This goes far beyond than that." Austin marked a pause. "Ty, you promise, this part, you absolutely have to keep between us. It is supposed to stay within the ALPHAS."

"Dude! I'm 100% with you. No matter what happens, in a million years, I would never betray your trust."

Austin seemed reassured. He also seemed that he needed to talk.

"I think that Tobias is some sort of a sex maniac." He stated, quite seriously. "I guess he had fucked so many girls our age that he got bored with casual sex... He went to more kinky stuff. He is registered on a lot of erotic and porn websites. He sends pics of his horse dick, well rather his elephant dick, to women and selects the nastiest bitches who dare to respond to him... I said the nastiest, not the prettiest. You have no idea how far some girls are ready to go for Tobias' cock. It's like the more he treats them wrong, the more they want him."

"Ok, so basically, Tobias fucks older women and sluts... To tell you the truth, I think the whole campus already knows that."

"No Ty, you don't get it. The whole campus knows that he fucks around. But Austin has a sex room at his place and there are women there, permanently! Henry and Martin confirmed it was true: Members of the ALPHAS can go by and fuck them... It's like those girls are Tobias' sex slaves or something. He finds them, gets them addicted to his cock, offers them a place in his house and then he shares them with his bros. Whenever he wants too. Those girls have to serve him in every way."

"Wow... this is... this is a lot."

"Yes, he does crazy things to them. I saw pictures and videos. Most of them are drug addicst or messed-up women who like to be abused... I saw videos of him pissing on girls, choking them... Multiple girls at the same time, making them lick his ass. The dude has no limit at all. I did not even know stuff like that could happen in real life. And the girls seem to like it... Well, I hope they do!"

"I'm not surprised that some girls actually like that..." I ended the sentence in my head: I definitely would.

"For my first night as an ALPHA and after I had passed all of the other tests, Tobias and the other boys organized a surprise for me in the locker-room. When I got there, a woman was handcuffed to a bench, on her knees, wearing see through lingerie, her mouth wide open. She had a little medal around her neck, with words printed on it: "property of Tobias", it said."

"Fuck." I was shocked and aroused. Suddenly, I wanted to become a property of Tobias as well. Even better, a property of Austin.

"Yes... fuck, indeed! As soon as I entered, she offered herself to me. Ty, I'm sure you understand. I could not resist! I'm just a man. I fucked her like crazy. I had to!" He sounded like me when I tried to justify creeping on my brother.

"Jesus, I'm getting hard again thinking about it. I know it's not right for Ashley but to tell you the truth, I destroyed this woman with my cock and I don't even know her name." He now sounded very proud of himself. "It was almost like I had been teleported in a porn movie; it was unreal."

"Man, you're getting me hard." I spoke. I wanted to jerk off more freely so I thought it was the right time to say that.

"I know, I know. She begged me to fuck her in her ass, in her pussy. I can tell you she was not shy about wanting my dick and was not afraid of its size. It's the first time in my life I fucked someone like that. She was able to swallow it all."

Austin lifted off his sheets and showed me his hard bulge under his underwear, his dick poking out of it. "See, I'm fucking hard too now!"

Austin continued his story and we masturbated in our respective beds. He was fondly remembering that crazy night and I was picturing him, hard fucking that lucky woman. He told me all about the other football players joining him at some point and then, how they ended up gangbanging her.

One after the other, and sometimes two of them together, they would offer their dicks to the slut, fucking her, slapping her, spitting on her face, boobs or ass. Martin, Henry, Steve and Luis were all part of it. I was drooling at that thought.

Tobias was apparently the roughest and most intense one. He would spank her ass until it turned blue. He ended up making the poor woman cry. Although, apparently, Martin was very rough too as he could not let go of that girl's throat, she was chocking herself, her nose forced against his bush, her saliva running through Martin's balls. Austin described him as a "crazy throat fucker". He also told me he was very impressed the woman could take both Henry's "Big Boy" dick and then Tobias' elephant cock in her ass. To close the show, Tobias would order the other guys around, telling them when and where they were allowed to cum.

After 20 minutes of jerking off, Austin cummed in his bed at the exact moment he retold that he exploded in her mouth, his dick way deep inside his throat as she was gagging, trying to hold it in, while Martin and Tobias were double penetrated her.

I cummed too. Some went on my chin. I licked it; Austin did not notice. After a few seconds, I broke the silence:

"Man, you should not feel guilty about Ashley. This has nothing to do with her. What could have you done? It was like some sort of forced sex ritual." I was trying to reassure him, he seemed to feel even more guilty now. "Look at me, I just cummed only hearing about it. How could you not go through with it? Clearly, this was only sexual, it was like watching a porn except the Pornstar came out of the screen."

"Yeah! It was EXACTLY that!" This seemed to be what he wanted to hear.

"See, you did not cheat on Ashley, you simply lived an intense experience of virtual reality porn."

"Yeah... But Ty... Tobias has other girls... I think the ALPHAS fuck sluts regularly... Do you think I am allowed to do it... again?"

I laughed. Did that mean that I would now have to share Austin's semen with both Ashley and random girls he would fuck in the locker-room or at Tobias' place?

"Bro, don't push it... But no matter what you do, I won't judge. And if Ashley cannot fully satisfy you, it's only human that you go search for you fun somewhere else."

"That's such a sexist thing to say." He replied.

"Are you actually lecturing me?" I asked. I was not mad. The irony was just too evident.

"No... I guess I'm not one to talk." He was lying down naked, his flaccid cock still full on cum, he seemed lost in his own thoughts. Visibly, he was not in a hurry to cover himself up.

We went to sleep; None of us bothered to put our underwear back on.

We did not mention his confession again but Austin told me a few days later that he chose to do the right thing with Ashley. Obviously, "doing the right thing" did not include telling her what had happened, but it would mean, not gangbanging other girls again. At least, that was the plan.

Thankfully, the rule of not cheating on Ashley did not apply to our jerking-off sessions and as we were advancing in the semester, those became, if not a habit, a casual thing we could propose to one or another before going to sleep.

It was maybe the seventh time we were beating our dicks together and I could not resist complimenting Austin's cock once again:

"Your two hands together can barely take it all!" I was genuinely impressed.

"I would need a third" he said jokingly.

You guessed what happened next, I offered mine -- as part of our friendly banter of course -- and Austin proposed to let me jerk off his dick, just for the fun of it. "I don't know what it's like to be wanked with 3 hands, we should try! Give me a hand bro!" He was joking but we both knew he was not actually.

We both wanted to try it.

I had to refrain my excitement as I did not want to ruin this opportunity by accepting his offer too quickly. It would be too obvious that I was gay. This instant was more than two months in the making at this point and I did not want to scare him away if he felt like I was too into it.

I did go for it though. Of course. I extended my hand like it was no big deal, even pretending I was a bit grossed out by the touch of his monster cock. His dick was hot and thick, almost vibrating under my hand. Everything I had dreamed off. "Arf, that's fucking weird man!" I said. Who was I kidding? I felt some precum leaking from his head on my finger. I was in Paradise.

I kept on going. Quickly, he removed his own hands and I started to use both of my hands; I was very much enjoying myself; he was too. He was avoiding looking at me though.

"There's just something about someone else doing it!" He said "Gimme yours, it's unfair if you're the only one having to touch a cock."

Sure, man. I would not object to that... Such a "gross" experience, you should go through it too...

In the spirit of fairness, he started to jerk off my cock, and again, I had to take it upon myself to manage not to cum. Thankfully, the previous couple of months had taught me how to edge myself and how to contain my load. But this was another level. I was on another planet, I would not last long.

We were standing side by side, jerking each other off. Sometimes, I forgot to pretend to watch the movie in front of us (another boring porn featuring only women), I was just focusing on his dick and balls that I touched incidentally. He was rock had, me too. We were know wanking off in the same rhythm. I felt like we were one. His warm dick pulsating under my hands, my own dick squeezed by his hands. I knew I could not stop myself from exploding at this point.

"Should we cum together?" I proposed.

"Yes... ready?"

"3..

"2..

"1..

We both blew our loads holding each other's dick. My hand was full of Austin's sperm. It was warm. I was in heaven. I could have fainted after so much pleasure and such a sweet release. Austin seemed a bit uncomfortable with my huge load of cum on his hand, he quickly washed it off in the sink.

I pretended to do the same but then, I went straight to the bathroom. In reality, I had kept as much cum as possible on me.

Gary was in the bathroom, I ran in the toilet stall and hide there. "Wow someone had to shit!" Gary shouted, laughing.

Austin's warm juice was still on my hand. I ate the whole thing. Sucking my fingers to taste every drop of his cum. This felt salty. Delicious. Some dropped on the floor and on the toilet's seat, I went on my knees and lick it all. What else could I do? I was turning into a fucking beast and I would not allow myself to waste a single drop of this precious juice. I had just cummed, but my dick could not rest. I jerked off again while eating Austin's cum and jeezed again on the toilet door. I licked that too. I was out of myself.

The mutual jerk off session happened twice after that. My life was actually turning into a Porn fantasy and Austin was the ideal partner in crime. I could see that he enjoyed our private time as much as I did... Well, Ok, maybe not as much, as the mutual wanking, the touch of his big cock, was driving me literally insane and was occupying all of my brain space.

Also, it would become casual for Austin to sleep naked next to me. Sometimes I would jerk off to his sight twice in one night.

We were in early December when everything went wrong.

I was waiting for Austin in my underwear, ready to propose another intense jerk-off session to a new medium - an erotic novel I just found about a girl servicing two roommates -, when someone knocked at the door.

"Yes?"

Janice opened. I was a bit disappointed.

"Hi Ty." She noticed I was in my underwear, and seemed a bit nervous "Oh, sorry, I am not bothering you?"

I could not answer that I was waiting for my roommate to jerk off with him, so I simply said:

"Not at all! What's up?"

"I came to ask... Well Ashley and Austin asked me... And they asked me to ask you... If I could sleep in your dorm room tonight, they'd like to spend the night together."

"What do you mean?" It was pretty clear what she meant but I was in denial.

"Well, apparently they got tired of just fucking for half an hour, and they want to spend the whole night together..." She seemed defeated.

"Oh yeah, of course...You're welcome here!"

I did not mean any of that. Instead, I had a new goal in mind: I had to eliminate Ashley.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

 

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Chapter 21: ZYROX (Part 2)

I locked myself in the room and awkwardly, I started to change myself. My make-up was poorly done despite the YouTube tutorials and the effort I put into it. It looked so easy when the girl was doing it on the screen but I just looked ridiculous. I spent 10 minutes just to adjust the blonde wig. I could no longer recognize myself in the mirror but I cannot say that I had successfully turned myself into a hot girl.

After some fixing, I managed to obtain something I was semi-ok with but clearly, this took a lot of work for a not very remarkable result. At best, I looked like a trashy transvestite Pornstar.

Wearing the lingerie and stockings was a crazy experience in itself and maybe, this was the thing which got me the most into my new role: Austin's sex doll. The part of a lifetime.

I received a text around 10:30, from Austin: "Wresting should be done in 30'. If you want to do what we said, you should write to Steve that you are going to sleep now so he goes directly to his room when we come back from practice."

Too focused on my task at hand, I had not even considered my boyfriend. But again, Austin had thought it through and we needed to take care of this. A bit uncomfortable, I texted Steve: "Hi babe, I'm finally done with homework and exhausted, I'm off to bed now. Hope practice is going well. Sleep tight <3"

2 minutes later, I got another text: "Sleep tight babe. Don't dream too much about me <3".

I felt bad. I looked at myself in the mirror. What the fuck was I doing with my life? For a split second, I thought about removing my make-up and the silly wig, but how could I? I was about to get everything I had dreamt of. Austin. In me.

And then I waited. In my slutty attire. I went back to the box and read the note again. "Wear EVERYTHING that's in the box", it said. Why did he put EVERYTHING in capital letters? I looked back inside the box and the glass butt plug was there. Now, it made sense.

I hesitated for a few seconds and then proceeded to insert the plug in my clean asshole. I was no longer a virgin but I had never used one of those before. This should not be rocket science, I thought. I lubed my asshole a bit and started to push the plug slowly. It felt good. I pushed some more. I felt some resistance at one point but then pleasure, the butt plug was fully in and I started to jerk off.

I waited some more. At times, I regretted the whole thing, I thought Austin would laugh at me... At times, I was so impatient, I just could not wait to become his sex-toy.

Finally, I heard them, the both of them! Steve and Austin were in the corridor. That was messed up, Steve was living in the dorm room right next to ours. What if he saw me like that? My stomach hurt.

The door opened but thankfully, Austin was alone. And I was on my knees, on the carpet, unrecognizable. Austin jaw dropped. His face got red and he quickly closed and locked the door behind him.

"Do I look good?" I stupidly asked, full of apprehension. I bent over as much as possible so he could see the butt plug coming out my asshole. There was no turning back now that I had gone this far.

"FUCK" was Austin's sole reply.

He had a look I had never seen on him. Pure horniness and excitement. He almost ripped out the sweatshirt he was wearing and a few seconds later, he was walking in the bedroom, wearing only his yellow singlet, checking me out under every angle.

"FUCK" he repeated while he was examining me.

He seemed unsure of what to do next. I lifted up my eyes for a few seconds and again, I was in awe. Austin was fully hard under his singlet, his monster cock completely stuck against the fabric. I smiled. He noticed it and he smiled as well.

"You like that?" He asked, grabbing his cock, well only part of his cock -- it was just too big -, in his right hand.

"I love it! I want it!" I responded, stating the obvious. He started to jerk himself off through the fabric. It lasted a few minutes and then, he went to sit on his bed, I was still on the floor, awaiting further instructions. At some point, he asked in his more usual tone:

"Are you sure you're ok with that Tyler? You know the safe word?"

We were back to being Tyler and Austin, at least, for a brief moment.

"I know the safe word. But I am far from wanting to say it, Austin. I want this. Let's do this!" I was surprised by my own confidence. I was so often unsure of myself, but there, I was certain, I wanted him.

"You want me to fuck you?" His voice changed again, manlier than ever. I was shaking a bit now, in anticipation.

"Yes. I want you to fuck me."

"I can do anything to you?"

"Yes, Austin." I spread my ass cheeks so he understood I meant business.

"Can I spank you?"

"I beg you to!"

SMACK. The first spank came in fast. His firm hand against my bare ass. SMACK again. The second spank. Harder against my ass. He meant business too. I could feel my ass cheeks turning red.

"You like that, bitch?" I felt my hard dick coming out of my thong while he said that.

"I do! I want more!" I begged.

He growled: "I KNOW YOU DO."

He spanked me again, so hard this time. He grabbed my chin. I thought he was about to kiss me. I thought I was about to experiment paradise in the form of his lips. He did not. He slapped my face and spat on me. I was shocked and hastily moved my face away.

The real Austin came back instantly: "Sorry! Shit! Are you good?"

"I'm all good Austin. I know the safe word. I'm sorry, I was just surprised, that's all. I'm only here to please you tonight." He still looked unsure. "Please Austin, go ahead". I opened my mouth and let my tongue out, showing him I was ready.

"I want to please you too..." Austin said, now almost whispering in a smoothing voice, caressing the left cheek he had just slapped.

"If you want to please me, then, keep on going!"

Austin grinned and moved to my ass. He did not slap me anymore. He started to play with it. Spreading my ass cheeks, almost giggling like a kid as he was doing so. Maybe this was all that we were, adults playing around with new toys, writing our own adventures.

"Did you enjoy my gift? The butt plug?" He was now touching it.

"Yes, I did! I do, very much."

"Hmmmm"

"Play with it!" I begged. "Fuck me with it."

"Of course. But I want you to push it out of your ass first! I want to see that!"

I heard the genuine excitement in his voice and I obeyed. I was holding that thing in my ass for almost 45 minutes at that point. I pushed the butt plug out with a feeling of relief; my dick was getting very hard.

"This view... Amazing!" Applauded Austin. I was proud of myself. I looked behind me, his dick was now leaking precum through the fabric of his wrestling singlet.

I had met Austin 9 months prior and I immediately thought he was the hottest guy I had ever seen in my entire life, but since then, he had become even sexier, fitter, hairier, more masculine. He was now a fully grown man and a football star at that. How could I not obsess over him?

He played with the butt plug in my ass for a while and I started moaning. The dirty talk continued as we got more and more comfortable with each other.

"I want to lick it!" I said while turning around to face him, looking at his obscene and wet bulge.

Austin started to take off his singlet but I stopped him mid through.

"No, I want to lick the cum through the fabric."

Austin was stunt for a second but then, gave me a beautiful large smile, he looked at his own dick, precum was indeed piercing through the fabric.

"Here you go, baby." He grabbed the hair of my wig and lead me to his crotch, guiding me to his beautiful hard cock.

I licked everything off from the singlet and started to play with his dick with my hand. I could feel it throbbing behind the fabric. More precum came and I kept on licking. Austin was looking at me fiercely as I was touching him. Finally, I put my hands under the singlet so I could grab his warm cock. It was so hot. I started to jerk him off. I was fully erected myself.

At some point, he had to stop me. He was about to cum. He needed a break. We actually sat on my bed and drank some water. This is why my time with Austin was always so special. No matter what, the banters, the serious talks, the sex, the fights, the friendship, we would always find a way to make things go naturally between us. I could rim his ass one night, and the other day, we could play some tennis as friends. I was thinking about what he told me: "I just want a girl whom I can love during the day, and fuck roughly during the night". Could that be me?

"Do you want to suck my dick?" He finally said, still wearing his dirty singlet, almost totally uncovering his hairy chest now.

"You know I do!"

Austin got entirely naked, offering me a strip show as he was undressing, flaunting his sweaty body until he revealed the monster I had been craving for months. I had seen it before. I had sucked it before. But this time, it was different. This time, I did not need to pretend as if I did not like it, as if I was not in heaven. I went on his dick and I made sure to give Austin the best blowjob of his damn life. I licked his tool, his balls, and then I started to deep-throat his shaft. I had more experience now.

He was tasting so fucking good!

I could hear him moaning already. It just motivated me to go harder. I pushed his dick hard in my mouth and throat and made my eyes teared up a little bit. Again, I knew he liked that.

He started to face fuck me at some point, holding my wig and my head in his hands. His cock was so huge. Bigger and thicker than Steve. No word could describe how intense, how sexual, how fantastic, how crazy it felt having Austin's dick ramming my throat. I felt some cum coming out of my own dick as he was dropping some precum in the back on my throat.

The dirty talk continued:

"You like that, bitch, the big dick of mine inside of your throat!"

"Yeff" I tried to say, his shaft inside of me.

After getting enough of my face, Austin laid down on his bed and lifted his legs. I knew the position. I knew the drill.

"No eat your cake!" He ordered.

He did not need to ask twice.

I could not say what I loved more: his ass or his dick. I did not choose and played with both. He was moaning louder. I rimmed him for maybe 20 minutes, giving him some break from jerking him off from time to time as he was often on the verge of cumming. I kissed his birth marks on his hairy cheeks. How could he hate them?

"You are so beautiful." I spoke, sincerely.

"Mmmmm... baby.... Keep on eating that ass..."

I spat on his hole and went at it again. Fucking his anus with my tongue. I went even deeper than last time, tasting his insides.

"Now eat my balls, take them all in your mouth!"

They were full. And they were huge. His 9.5. inches of meat was fully erected and I knew Austin was going crazy for me. I loved pleasing him. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.

"Spit on me!" I wanted to show him it was ok, I wanted to be owned by him.

With devilish eyes, he spat inside of my mouth once, then he got closer, again I almost thought he would kiss me, and spat in me again. I licked it, then I went back to his dick, balls and pink anus, using his spit as lube.

Again, I had to stop, he was about to cum. But he could not cum. Not yet. He had something really important to do before that: fucking my ass.

"I think it's time." I said.

"For what?" I knew that he knew what I meant. This cheeky fucker wanted me to say it.

"Fuck me."

"Doggystyle. To start?" He was not commanding this time but merely asking.

I positioned myself on the carpet, in the doggystyle position. 8 months ago, Ashley was there, getting fucked in the ass by Austin and I was on the other side of the door, frustrated. I had waited patiently for my turn and I could not believe it had come.

I waited for a few seconds and then I felt it. But it was not his dick. Not even his fingers. He was licking my ass! I started to cum immediately but I remained hard. I was too excited for my cock to go down. I felt Austin's tongue deep inside of me. I pushed his head against my ass. He was actually rimming me! I could have jizzed a hundred loads of cum and still remained hard.

After his tongue, he started to fuck me with his fingers. He was gentle. He spanked me again. But then kissed my ass. I was literally feeling my asshole opening up under his expert tongue and hands.

"Fuck, I'm so horny" he said once. "FUCK." He shouted again, as if he could not believe himself. He had pushed every boundary. I wondered how he was feeling. Fingering another man. Sure, I was dressed like a woman but he could see my balls. He could see my very hard dick. He could play pretend but he had just eaten another man's ass.

"Are you ready?" He asked, sounded more like an animal roaring.

"Yes please, fuck me!"

When I felt the tip of Austin's dick inside my asshole, I felt I could never be happier and more excited in my entire life. I felt his power, his energy. His dick was huge but I was not scared at all, I fully trusted him. I loved how rough and considerate Austin could be at same time. I wanted him so bad in my ass. There was no way around it. I loved him.

He pushed his dick inside of me slowly, he had prepped me well: the butt plug, the lub, his tongue, his spit, his fingers and now his 9.5 inches dick, full of precum.

"I'm gonna get you pregnant" He said, putting his hand on my back. Then, he pushed harder.

"MMMMMMM" I refrained myself from screaming. Steve was still just next door. I thought about him for a split second. "MMMMMMM". Austin pushed deeper, harder.

"You're good?"

"Keep going! Keep going! That's so good!" I cried out.

He kept on pushing his shaft deep inside of me. I had never been fucked like that. But I wanted more. I wanted to show him what I was capable of.

"I want to feel your balls against my ass." I whispered.

And as I gave him the green light, there he was, balls deep inside of me.

"Fuck me!" This time I shouted.

He did fuck me. Good. He filled my hole with his dick, went back and forth, with the steady rhythm of a trained athlete. He was giving his all. I was beyond excited. Then we moved to his bed, I went on top of him and he fucked me, his face a few inches from mine.

I put his hand on my throat while he was pounding me, showing him that he could choke me if he wanted to. I was his toy.

The dirty talk had ceased. We both only grunted and moaned. Our bodies stuck together. Complete. He was sweating on me. He was breathing on my neck. His armpits were so close to me. I licked them. He grunted some more. It was wild.

Austin was restless. It lasted for 20 minutes more. It was the best fuck I had ever have. How could it be different? It was Austin. It was only HIM. Since day one.

I wanted this moment to last for an eternity. Although, all good things come to an end.

"I'm gonna cum" He whispered in my ears, between two breaths.

"Breed me." I said, staring at his blue eyes.

He smiled. He moaned some more and a few seconds later, released his semen inside of my ass. I felt my asshole being filled in, what a sensation! I blew my load as well, spraying Austin in the process. I could not care less. Neither did he. He stayed in my ass a long time after cumming and when finally, he got out, his dick had become flaccid, wet with his cum.

I felt the semen leaking from my own ass shortly after, messing up my stockings which I was still wearing. We had removed my thong a long time before that. A crazy amount of cum came out of my ass. I collected some of it on my fingers and ate it, in a state of trance.

"I need a shower" Austin eventually said, grabbing some stuff and getting out of the room.

When he came back to the room 20 minutes later, I was Tyler again. I had removed the make-up, the wig, the dirty clothes, and had come back to my boxers' briefs. Did we make a mistake? Would things be too awkward or complicated now? Was it worth it? I could not imagine this was not worth it. I just had the best night of my life.

"Ty, are you ok?" Austin sat on his bed, wearing only his white towel. He looked serious.

"I am." I confidently said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes... it was great. At least for me..." I knew I was totally content with what had just happened but Austin's interrogation got me nervous.

"It was great for me too! One of my greatest sex experiences ever! To be honest, my greatest ever." I smiled, proud of myself. "But this is not what I meant. Are things ok now, between us?"

"Yes. Should it not be? Would you like me to be ashamed or something?"

"No, not at all! I just don't want to mess things up between us. You're too important to me."

"Austin, nothing will ever come between us. Nothing." He smiled, seemingly reassured.

"Thank you, Ty."

"Should we go to sleep now?"

"Yeah... Ty... There's just one thing..."

Again, he got me nervous. Visibly, he was not that ok with what we just did.

"Yes? What's wrong Austin?"

"Steve." He simply said. My stomach hurt.

"Yes, Steve. I know."

"We are good friend him and I, you know, we are both in the wrestling and football teams together. For the wrestling, he's the one who showed me the ropes, included me in the team and..."

I cut Austin off, not wanting to hear more of what a great guy Steve was.

"I know... Don't you think I feel the same way? Don't you think I feel bad? He's your friend, well if you have not noticed, he's my boyfriend. He wants to introduce me to his parents next week-end."

"Oh..."

There was a long moment of silent afterwards. I almost thought Austin was asleep. But he spoke again:

"What we do is not really cheating right? I'm not gay so it does not mean anything. Just some fun between friends!"

His words pierced my heart.

"I guess..." I responded, a lump in my throat. I thought about it for a while and then, I said: "Maybe it's not much different than when we jerked off together watching porn while you were dating Ashley. She was my friend too."

"Yes, and I guess she would not have minded, even if she knew."

We were being hypocrites as the two situations were actually way different, Steve would definitely mind if he knew what I had done with Austin. But we needed to reassure ourselves.

"Would you ever want to do this again?" I eventually asked. Maybe this was wrong, maybe this did not mean anything, but either way, I could not let this go.

"No. I'd like to do it again" He looked at me. "Would you?"

"Yes. I would."

"Ok, but maybe we should be more careful. Steve is right in the room next door. If we ever do that again, we should go to an hotel or something?" Austin suggested.

Once again, I was surprised on how much he was thinking the whole thing through.

"Yes, you're probably right. As long as we're good, I'm good."

"We are good Ty. And sincerely, I hope it will work out with you and Steve, you deserve to be happy."

That broke my heart.

"You deserve to be happy too Austin. I hope you'll find someone."

How could he not realize that he had found me?

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As I am wraping up this story here, I thought I would share some notes with you, guys.

First of all, I wanted to thank you for the incredible support I have received posting this story here. I have read every single one of your comments, personal messages and feedback and I have truly appreciated sharing this content with you.

I know this is just a silly erotic story about a guy having a crush on his roommate but for me, it has always meant so much more than that. It was very special to see how much some of you were invested inTyler's journey.

My First Year in College was the first time I actually committed to write anything substantial. As some of you know, English is not my first language and writing in English was a challenge in itself. I apologize for the grammar mistakes and for the typos, I know the chapters still deserve more proofreading and I will try to be better at it.

I am actively transforming MFYIC into an actual digital book, including better versions of the illustrations and doing some more proofreading.

The book will be available on my Patreon very soon, alongside other bonus content such as a spin-off on Tyler's brother life as an exhibitionist and the sequel, My First Year in Prison, already available. https://www.patreon.com/thomaslodge

I imagine that some of you might be disapponted with the ending, but ultimately, and from the start, it was not a love story, but rather a story about a young guy figuring out who he was, making tons of mistakes along the way, and having some sexy and kiny fun in the process!

A lot of you have been asking for a direct sequel to "My First Year in College" but there won't be a second, third, and fourth year in College. I contemplated the idea for a long time but I feel like I have said everything I wanted to say about College's life: the fraternities, the roommate, the experimentation, the professors, the coming out, the self-discovery...

Doing sophomore year would be just a lot more of the same and there are many other (kinky) stories that I want to write or that I am currently writing. I thought it was better to stop here as I felt I had told the story I wanted to tell instead of forcing myself in doing "My Second Year in College".

That being said and as some of you know already.... this is not the end of Tyler's journey!

I did write a sequel and I had a lot of fun with it, putting our poor Tyler is a whole new setting and exploring another typical gay erotic trope: prison!

The action is set about 10 years later and although this is not a Tyler / Austin centric, Austin is never very far away... The last chapters of My First Year in Prison are currently beind published on my Patreon. How did Tyler end up in prison and how did he live this crazy experience? I will let you all find out. Please, for the guys who have already read some, or all of the chapters of the sequel, no spoiler!

If you are interested in reading more from me and you don't have access to my Patreon (guys, you can litteraly pay what you want), I am also currently publishing two other stories on LPSG. They are completely different from MFYIC in tone and subject matter so there might not be your taste:

Wrestling Team Gone Wild: An over the top story in which a naïve college wrestler finds himself being manipulated by his Coach and is slowly, but surely, transformed into the team's bitch. Find it here: https://www.lpsg.com/threads/wrestling-team-gone-wild-erotic-story.6071961/

The Attendant: A very dark dystopian story in a not so-futuristic world where gay men are basically enslaved and a young man has to serve his own step-father and his brother. Things degenerate quickly. Find it here: https://www.lpsg.com/threads/the-attendant-dark-dystopia-gay-erotic-story.6379681/

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As always, I'll be more than happy to know more about your views on MFYIC and its characters, so please, do share your thoughts!

See ya!

Thomas.

 

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Tyler is a freshman student at Creepside College. Gay and closeted, he has some troubles controlling his urges surrounded by frat guys, sexy professors, his hot brother and most importantly, his stunning straight roommate: Austin.

As the story progresses, Tyler learns more about himself and gets closer to live his filthiest fantasies.

The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 3: Nightgown

Austin and I pretty much spent the whole afternoon and first evening on campus together.

The site was so vast that it took me several days to find my ways around it. I had rarely a class in common with Austin who wanted to major in sciences. I learnt a lot about him on the first day, he was always more talkative than I was.

I was reassured that he seemed like a genuine nice guy. We did have a share passion for manga and video games which helped breaking the ice. However, very quickly, there was no doubt on his heterosexuality as his main topic of conversation revolved around the hotness of the girls who were passing by us.

He was not a jerk about it as some of the college kids are but still, our first day was filled with "wow, have you seen this one?", "damn, that girl knows how to wear a pair of jeans", or "I would leave my entire family and settle on planet Mars if this is what it takes to get in bed with that woman!"

I mostly nodded. When I felt like he might think that I was no sufficiently interested in girls, I would add a comment: "and have you seen her friend? She was hot too!" Then he would say: "perfect, if you prefer her friend, you can take the brunette and I'll take the blond."

In reality, the only hot thing I was interested in was Austin's vein running though his contracted biceps and his hard nipples peeking through the tight and sweaty grey t-shirt he was wearing. But this, he did not need to know.

On the first evening, the students from Building C gathered in the living space and everyone got a chance to meet.

Building C welcomed 48 students, first floor was the nicest with a large space to chill with sofas, couches, nice rugs, and a big TV. Right beside the lounge area was a dining room that felt like a high school cafeteria filled with tables and chairs. Laundry room was in the basement and some guys had installed a couple of gym equipment there with a few halters on the floor and a punching ball.

Second and third floors were welcoming girls, fourth and fifth, guys. That was only the theory though, as throughout the year, a lot of people switched rooms and floors to get with their current girlfriends or boyfriends, more or less officially.

From the first night, Austin did get a lot of attention, especially from one attractive blond girl, who purposely sat next to him on the sofa. She seemed to find Austin hi-la-ri-ous.

Between you and I, Austin was hot but he was not that funny.

The evening was going well until one of the guys from the fifth floor started to ask if anyone had already done some various sexual acts... It was all nice and fun until we came to the gay stuff and I felt myself blushing. The blond hottie who was chatting with Austin said she already French kissed her girlfriend.

Austin jokingly replied that: "obviously, I had to jerk my mate off once or twice after football practice!" "It's just common courtesy!" "said another hot guy, grinning.

That guy name was Henry, he was black and one of the tallest and fittest guys of the group. He was wearing a golden earing and seemed to be constantly smiling or laughing. Henry looked more like a 30 years old than a 19 years old and my eyes kept on moving slightly towards his big ass, or alternatively towards his bulge, clearly showing, even through his jeans.

After a while, we went back to our respective dorms and Austin could not stop talking about Ashley, the blondie.

The main question of the night remained: Was he kidding when he talked about jerking off his teammates in the locker room? Maybe he was joking but, in my mind, I could picture very clearly Austin grabbing two of his mates' cocks, jerking them both at the same time, while himself was handled by a fourth guy, on his knees, licking his balls and jerking his huge dick producing a large amount of precum. I must admit, in that fantasy, that fourth guy was me.

We were about to go to bed when I started to get anxious again. I had brought some pajamas but would that be too nerdy? What exactly is the appropriate outfit to wear when you sleep in the same room as a guy you have just met? A nightgown maybe? I smiled to myself.

Austin did not seem bothered at all.

He took off his shirt, sneakers, and socks only seconds after coming back to our room, and started brushing his teeth shirtless while checking himself out in the mirror. Should I start by licking the bottom of his feet, directly sucking his toes, or go for the slightly hairy nipples first?

To understand the creepy behavior that I would showcase later on, you have to visualize how much Austin's chest was insane. Nobody in my high school had a body like that. Austin was not kidding with his football practice and his upper body was the closest thing I had seen to a work of art. He was lean, athletic, and got black hair in all the right places: just around the nipples, right between his v line (oh.... That treasure trail...), and those pits.... I could have drowned in those! The guy was merely impossible to resist.

I had met a lot of hot guys during my first day on campus but no one compared to Austin. I really did get the best one!

See my problem dear reader: how I treated him like a collection object already? I did not "get" the best one, i did not "get" anything at all. Just a new way of torturing myself with a straight guy I could never have.

I quickly changed my shirt for a tank top, and changed my jeans for a pair of grey pajamas. No nightgown in sight but the perfect virgin look...

On his side, Austin simply threw his jeans on his chair and went to bed still wearing his white Calvin Klein underwear. I could not resist to catch a glimpse of his bulge while he was rearranging his bed and damn it, it was actually huge, poking very clearly through the fabric. That confirmed what I saw when we first met: Austin's dick was way above average. Also, some pee and/or precum stains were still visible right near the head of his cock.

Please Lord, let me clean that up with my tongue. I promise that I would do an excellent job.

Austin would sleep in his undies and I would slip in my pajamas like the uncomfortable nerd I was. Austin did not make any comment though.

We forgot to close the window blinds and thankfully, the moonlight was making it possible to have a good view of the room... and of my roommate.

I must have drifted off cause when I looked back at Austin in the middle of the night, he was no longer fully under the covers, and was no longer wearing his while CKs either. Still no nightgown though. He was wearing more ample and longer underwear -- probably to give his dick and balls more freedom. They surely needed some space!

His new pair of underwear, featuring ridiculous yellow ducks on a sky-blue font, was semi hidden by the blankets. One of his leg and his right foot were coming out of the covers.

All of his being looked delicious. I had to refrain from crawling towards him and start licking his body off. I would have started from his toes and find my way up to his crotch. The room was hot and he was sweating a bit.

Sure, the bulge in the Calvin Klein was nice but the possibility of anything slipping out of the looser underwear was much higher, consequently, I was plenty satisfied with this choice of clothing. Although, that also meant that I could not sleep at all that night. What if I missed the moment where Austin's dick would finally be fully visible? I just could not risk it. I had to keep my eyes open.

Austin was sleeping quietly, sometimes snoring a bit. Every time he would make the slightest move, I would stop my breathing hoping that the underwear would position itself in a way that would make me see everything, or at least something, anything...

Pray the Lord I get to see the tip of that monster cock.

After 40 minutes, maybe an hour, he turned back to sleep on his chest. The underwear did move a bit, sliding in his crack, and his ass, paler than the rest of his body, was almost showing completely, tempting me. I could even see some hair coming from his ass crack at the edge of his underwear. Appetizing.

I somehow drifted back into sleep and when I opened my eyes, just a few hours later, daylight was giving me a much better view of Austin. And what a view!

A full tent had formed in his loose underwear. His morning boner was fucking majestic! Now that I had a clearer sight of his anatomy, I was certain that his erected dick was at least 8 inches. Crazy! Austin looked rock hard under his pants. That was not surprising. After all and because of my unexpected arrival, the guy had not been able to cum the day before and obviously, tension had been building up in those teenager balls.

How many dreams did he have about Ashley? Was he currently thinking of fucking her? In the ass maybe? Maybe he was more interested in her wet pussy? Or her mouth... wide open? I would open mine... I would push myself and try to swallow it all, until my nose would touch his pubic hair... I would struggle with such a huge cock... But I would deep-throat Austin until I choke and cry my eyes out. He deserved that.

I lurked at his underwear merely hiding his huge dick, fully erected, for maybe an hour. I was enjoying every little throb. His right hand sometimes would come near it, sometimes the cover would hide most of the view. At some point, I thought he was about to start jerking off as his hand came dangerously close to go inside his pants but he was still sleeping. At most, he scratched his pubic area a bit... Still, this was more erotic and arousing than any porn I had ever watched. I could see pearls of sweat on his abs and then again, a hard throb, like a dangerous snake alive in his pants. Wow, what the hell was is dreaming about?

I was still deeply staring at his XXL bulge when I heard a horrifying:

"Mornin' my friend".

My face got instantly red. Fuck, I would have to learn to play it cool. I pretended to still be half asleep:

"Hi mate... you awake?"

"Yeah well, I guess. We are having a conversation." He said jokingly.

Ashley was right, Austin was hilarious...

I semi-laughed. Austin was now fully under the covers, except for his arm placed behind his head, making his biceps so fucking big and giving me the perfect view of his armpits. Between the dick and the armpits, it was hard to say what I was craving more. To be honest, I could have settled for every inch of Austin's body he would have let me have.

"I think I'm gonna take my shower now." He got up, his tent had disappeared but I could still see some sort of a bulge, even in that ample underwear.

He casually put his hands in his boxer and scratched his balls, looking at me. I was hypnotized. As his hand reached for his balls, I got a full view of his black pubic hair.

"Wanna join?"

Wait, did he just invite me to have a shower with him?! Sad truth is: I was so hard at that point I could not possibly get up without him noticing.

"Hmmm, I think I'll still try to sleep some more and go behind you."

"Behind me! Ahah, you cheeky man!"

Fuck. Why would he say that? He did just make a joke on the fact that I was gay right? Or maybe it was just friendly banter between bros? Did he catch me lurking during the night?

Austin grabbed his towel, took some clothes from a drawer, bending over to reach them, and head out. I was instantly regretting my persistent looks. Why did I need to be such a perv? Could not I have left a hot straight man alone?! I could still feel my precum in my pajamas. What a creep. My thirst for Austin was literally leaking out of my dick!

Austin went back in the room only a few minutes later, still wet from his shower, fully naked and only wrapped up in his towel:

"Sorry, impossible to change in there, someone was having a shit and two other guys were fighting for a shower stall. You mind if I change here?"

I did not mind. AT ALL.

"No, go ahead."

"Don't look at my ass though, you freak", he smiled.

"Ahah..." I turned around to face the wall, he spoke again and seemed surprised.

"Dude, that's fine. I mean, I don't care! You don't have to actually turn around."

Was I supposed to purposely look at him now? Fuck. What the hell are we supposed to do in those situations? I should have gotten some advice on "banters between straight guys" before this!

"No that's ok, I'll give you some privacy.... But what you just told about the bathroom makes me not want to go!"

"Well, yeah, it will probably smell like shit but dude, you cannot not shower for your first day of class!"

I turned around as he was finishing dressing up and putting some deodorant on his pits. Damn, he was so attractive. And he was also right. I needed to shower. I got up and headed to the bathroom myself.

At first, it seemed empty but I heard someone showering in the first stall. The second one had the door removed, but the third stall seemed available. I entered and start pissing in the shower drain. To this day, the first piss in the shower in the morning is still one of my favorite feelings. There was some precum in the mix, consequences of the night I had just had.

I heard the other guy coming out of his stall as I was starting getting hard again, rethinking about Austin's bulge. I could write a book about that bulge.

Wait... I literally am writing a book dedicated to that bulge!

I needed to have a wank or I could never survive this day.

Still hard, I started to touch my dick slowly. I was now picturing myself sharing the same bed as Austin, kissing his lips, touching his hard cock through his underpants. I started to jerk off more intensely when another guy entered the bathroom and the two students started having a conversation. It stopped my jerking off session, they were talking about their class.

I think that one of them was Henry, the sexy and tall black guy I had met the night before, the other one I could not recognize. They were both changing in front of each other - I could hear them joking about the size of their respective junks. Apparently, Henry was HUGE.

That year was going to be "hard", in every sense of the word, for poor closeted Tyler.

The water was getting cold and I needed to get out. I dried myself a bit with my towel and put my boxers on before going out of the stall.

Henry was only wearing a red short, showcasing his muscular and smooth body, almost perfectly shaven, and the other guy was trimming his beard in front of the sink, only wearing a towel. I did not know his name; he was quite fit as well, - not as big as Austin or Henry though -- but his towel was so low I could actually see the beginning of his bush as well as his hairy ass crack.


Fuck me. I felt my dick twitching right away.

"Hi dude, first time in the communal showers?" He said in a cocky tone. He was visibly very comfortable with himself.

"Hi guys, Hi Henry, not too hangover from last night? Yeah, a lot of first times for me this week."

"I feel great", said Henry, rubbing some lotion over his muscular chest.

"I'm Martin", said the new guy. He was probably the hairiest guy in campus. He was scratching his ass through the towel while talking to me.

This was already all too much for my poor virgin self. I knew I needed to escape the situation.

"I'm Tyler... I.... Nice to meet you". I fought not to stare but those two guys were way too hot. "I'm already late for class so... I .... I'll just go change in my room, see ya!"

I had to flee as I would definitely get a boner if I were to look at these guys any longer. Maybe my awkwardness was even more telling than a full hard on to assess my sexual orientation though.

While I was going back to room 403, I started to count the number of guys I had seen barely naked or totally naked in the last 24 hours. For a second, my guilty conscience shut up and I started to smile.

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[WARNING BEFORE YOU READ THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER: This chapter is "heavier" than the previous ones. It is way more focused on the plot of the story rather than the erotic aspect of it. It also deals with difficult subjects, such as rape, consent and coming out. Reminder: this is only Tyler's views on the situation and I'm not in any way implying that Tyler's reasoning, or his experience on consent, is "right". This is pure fiction. That being said, enjoy your reading.]

My First Year in College

Chapter 18: Crash into me (Part 2)

I stumbled in endless corridors before finding my way in some toilets to puke. The university seemed empty. It was not 7pm yet, such quiet was not normal. Maybe school had been cancelled for the day due to the scandal. National medias were apparently standing outside the campus. Now that hundreds of files had been leaked online, the scandal had taken crazy proportions.

I realized that I was sweating a lot.

I broke down on the bathroom floor. Crying out all the tears of my body. I could not read my texts, "FAG" they would say. What would I say to my family? To Austin? To all of my friends? In the entire country, I will be known as the guy who got fucked and jizzed on by his Laws Professor. Why did I let him take this picture of me? Why did I sign it?

After a while, I opened my computer. I knew it would hurt but I had to know. I found the files quickly, links to get them were all over the students' Facebook, WhatsApp and Telegram groups.

From a rapid and first look, I realized that the story was indeed way bigger than me. There were hundreds of files, concerning at least 30 or 40 students, oldest files dated from 10 years before. Some of them had it even worse than me, not only there were pictures but also videos. I saw some familiar faces, some gay guys I've seen on campus. All of the files contained at least one Polaroid picture with the student's face full of cum and his signature.

It was surreal going through them. I recognized the sophomore who had filed a complaint. I hoped he was ok. I saw the picture of me. And then... pictures of a ginger guy...

Fuck. This guy was Gary!

A whole file was named after him, it contained dozens of pictures and videos. It was one of the biggest files of the bunch. The first picture was the Polaroid one: his cute face covered, his tongue out, proudly showing off the thick cum of Fletcher on the tip of it.

But then, 3 other pictures visibly taken at 3 different times were shot the same way with slight variations. On one of the pictures, Gary was licking cum out of Fletcher's feet. In another one, it was not his face, but his asshole slightly covered with pale ginger hair who was leaking with white semen. In the last one, the word "SLUT" was written on his forehead with a black marker. It was of course covered with jizz.

Visibly, Gary was the exception. The one guy Professor Fletcher accepted to see several times.

Several clips showed Gary getting fucked, slapped, spit on and even pissed on. In most of the videos, Gary was pleading for more abuse, sometimes wearing thongs or other feminine clothes.

I could not believe it. I had known him for more than 6 months. To the best of my knowledge, he had a girlfriend. And there he was, being Fletcher's bitch. Taking his load in his ass, moaning of pleasure, begging for more.

In the last video I watched, Gary was shouting: "feed me with your cum daddy and then make me swallow all of your piss, I'm your piggy boy!"

I closed my computer.

Hours had passed and my phone had kept on vibrating this whole time.

In a way, seeing Gary like this helped me getting out of my torpor. Suddenly, I was worried about him and no longer about myself. If one picture had totally broken me, what must he be going through? This gave me a reason to stand up and go back to the dorms. I needed to talk to my friend, make sure he was ok.

I had to face the others anyway. I could not live in this bathroom forever.

Still disoriented, exhausted and drained, I painfully walked through the campus. I had not eaten and had puked several times. I was in every way, empty. The winter would nearly come to an end, but for now, it was freezing outside. I liked that sensation, it calmed me down a bit.

I arrived at Building C. I don't even know how I managed to get there.

When I came in, I immediately saw a group of people beyond the lobby, in the lounge area.

It was past midnight but everyone was there. The guys from football team, Martin, Henry, Steve, Luis, and even Tobias, who did not live in the dorms, were present. All the other residents seemed to be there as well, Ashley and Janice were visibly concerned. Gary was not among them though. Where was he?

Of course, Austin was there too, discussing with... my brother. Ryan had come to campus, probably looking for me.

I entered the room and it was like the world had just stopped moving. A heavy silence fell upon me and everyone turned towards me, shocked to see me there, as if I were a ghost.

Austin and my brother took a second to react but were the first to walk, almost run, towards me.

"Ty, are you ok?" Austin asked, he seemed overwhelmed.

"Ty, I'm here!" Said my brother at the same time.

I put my bag on the floor and hugged them both at the same time. The hug lasted several seconds, maybe several minutes. I loved them so much.

"What did this fucking asshole do to you?" whispered Austin in my ear.

I took a step back.

"Nothing. He did nothing."

"Ty.... We know... We have seen the picture."

"I mean..." I spoke louder. I wanted everyone to hear it, I did not want to have to repeat myself. "Fletcher did not do anything that I did not want him to do." Someone gasped in the group behind Austin and my brother.

Austin stood there, in shock. My brother tried to gain back control of the situation: "Let's go talk bro. Somewhere private."

But Martin loudly asked:

"What do you mean man? You wanted this?" He then continued: "I told you guys! Gary wanted it. Tyler wanted it as well! There was consent! Justice for Fletcher!"

"SHUT UP!" Shouted Austin. He started to run towards Martin but I stopped him.

"Not cool guys, calm down" mumbled Steve, visibly anxious.

"He's right! Martin is right!" I cried. "I wanted to fuck with him! I actually enjoyed it! That's just... I... Guys, it was just sex, it was nothing! I'm just... I just did not want people to know. I... I... I am gay."

A few seconds of silence ensued and someone clapped, Ashley said: "Well! That's better news than a rape! I, for one, am glad it was consensual!"

I heard a few laughs and someone said "So what? He's gay... Who fucking cares?"

I was staring at the floor at this point. I could not look to any of them. Especially to one of them. Austin.

"Ty..." Austin spoke. "You are... gay?"

I felt incredulity in his voice... Or was it disappointment? Or worse, disgust?

That was too much. After all I had been through during the day, Austin's tone and those few words were the last straw. I did not say another word and got out of the building. I had no idea where I was going but I had to leave.

I started to run and heard Austin running behind me. My brother telling him to give me some air. It was now snowing outside. I almost fell running on a patch of ice.

"TYLER! Where the fuck you think you are going?"

Austin was faster than me and managed to caught up to me easily, he gripped me by the shoulders. I turned around and faced him.

"Tyler... you..."

"Austin, I'm sorry, ok... I just did not..."

"Tyler... I let you..." He was looking for his words. Our faces had never been that close to each other. I was trying to avoid his eyes but he was holding me tight: "You lied to me. I confined myself in you... I told you everything about me!"

"Austin..."

"Fuck Tyler! This whole time you were gay, this whole time you were fucking with your teacher! Since the first day we met, you were lying to me!"

"It happened only once with Fletcher..."

"I DON'T CARE! It happened! And it's not just that... You are gay! You cried over the phone after breaking up with Sofia! I was there for you! It was all bullshit?! Was Sofia even real?"

"No, she was not... but..."

Austin did not let me finish, I had nothing to say anyway.

"Tyler, I let you touch me! I let you... do things! I mean..." He seemed as lost as I was, the snow falling on his beautiful hair. "Ty, you did more than just touch me..." His voice was breaking.

So, that was it. The part he was most mad about. I sucked his cock. It was fine, a fun time between bros when I was straight, but now that I was gay, this was a betrayal.

I knew I was in the wrong but I was a stupid college boy, completely in distress after having the worst day of my life, and as if the situation were not bad enough, I thought it was clever to respond:

"As if you did not like it when I sucked your dick Austin!"

He raised his fist and almost punched me, stopping himself a few inches from my eyes. He was shaking but he was still holding me with his left arm.

"I... I trusted you." He spoke, his lips only an inch away from mines.

Deep down, I knew I had no right to play with him. And he did not even know the full truth. The fact that I tried to destroy his relationship with Ashley... The catfishing... The touching in his sleep...

"Punch me, Austin. I deserve it"

I was sincere. We stayed like this. His fist still raised in the air. Under the snow. The both of us, in a moment frozen in time.

"PUNCH ME!" I shouted.

Austin was crying too now. I yelled even louder in the middle of the park.

"FUCKING PUNCH ME! I'M A FAG AND I DID NOT TELL YOU ABOUT IT! I KEPT IT HIDDEN SO THAT, I COULD KEEP ON CHECKING YOU OUT! SO THAT, I COULD KEEP ON TOUCHING YOU! SO THAT, YOU WOULD LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK."

Austin let go of me. He looked devastated.

"I trusted you." He said again. "I thought of you like a brother."

This was the worst of it all. His disappointment.

I started to run again. Towards where? I had no idea. I just needed to escape this, all of this. I had to run away as fast and as far as I could. I crossed the street.

I heard the brakes before I saw the car. It was already too late. The blue Mercedes hit me. The shock was violent. I was thrown against the hard sidewalk. A reflex must have told me to put my arms first but I still felt my whole body crushing against the concrete.

I heard someone screaming. An awful scream, the type of sounds you only hear once in your lifetime. In the worst possible moment of your life.

I remember turning my head, the snow on my left was turning red. I was surprised at first but then, I realized it was my own blood. I passed out. I felt like I was dying.

"I thought of you like a brother."

Austin's last words before I was hit would be stuck in my head forever.

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My First Year in College

Chapter 23: Property of Austin (Part 2)

I thought about all these guys jerking their big dicks off, thinking of fucking me.

"Austin?" I whispered in the night.

"Yeah?" He was not sleeping.

"When would that happen?"

"What?"

"The gangbang."

"Tomorrow night."

"Ok."

"Ok what?" He straightened his head in his bed.

"I want to do it. Let's finish this year with a bang. Literally."

Austin turned on the light and looked at me:

"Tyler, are you absolutely sure?"

"Yes, as long as you are there, I want to do it. You were right. I would love that. To tell you the truth, I had countless dreams about that. If I don't do it, I will regret it, all my life."

At the same time, my brain had made another decision. I would not come back to campus anyway. I had therefore nothing left to lose. But Austin did not know that.

"Fuck. You are serious?" Austin seemed really excited again. For a curious straight guy, he seemed really eager to fuck me with the rest of his football team.

"100% serious. But no wig. No make-up. If you guys want to fuck me, you'll have to fuck a guy. A gay guy."

Austin remained silent a few seconds, considering what I had just said.

"I'll tell the guys then! I'll get the whole thing confirmed. And I'll tell them about the safe word... The guys can be pretty crazy you know! I saw them do insane shit with girls. You know, Tobias is..."

I cut him off:

"If they are not crazy enough, I'll make them go crazier for me! You know I can be very good at this."

"Fuck. Ok then..." Austin marked a pause. "Ty, that's insane."

"Yes. I cannot wait actually!"

Less than twenty hours later, I was in the locker-room, waiting feverishly, only wearing the jockstrap Austin had given me on my 19th birthday.

I did not know much about what was going to happen but I was told to dress up in the locker-room. I still feared it would be a stupid prank but Austin told me he would come in first to "check on me".

Deep down, I knew this would only mess things up even more with Austin. We were no longer fucking and he was literally offering me to his frat bros. All of them were supposed to be straight. But for the life of me, I could not pass on the offer. Ever since I had started to watch porn, I was jerking off to gangbang scenes, wishing to be the submissive boy at the centre of it all.

I heard one door open. I was reassured as I saw Austin entering the locker-room, alone. He was wearing his football attire, looking sexy as ever.

"Are you ok?" He seemed as nervous as I was.

"I'm excited."

"You're sure? You know those guys are going to get wild. We can still call it off."

"I am sure Austin. And I know the safe word."

"Ok then, I brought you a gift."

"Is it another jockstrap?" I said, pointing to the one I was proudly wearing.

"Nope... not this time." He searched in his pocket and got a tiny black box out, inside was a necklace. What the fuck, was Austin offering me a nice piece of jewellery? Was I about to become his boyfriend?

There was something written on the front, with golden letters.

"Property of Austin." I read out loud.

"Just for tonight, this is something the other boys do when they bring girls inhere" he explained. "And only if you want to."

"Put it on." I said, offering him my neck.

The necklace was cold against my skin but Austin's hands were warm. He owned me, at least, for a night.

If only this were for a life.

Again, I was weirdly proud of myself. I was the "chosen one", the one gay guy Austin and all of those straight guys had picked to fuck. I have to admit, I was very horny too. Just wearing a jockstrap inside a locker-room was sufficient to get me in the mood.

"Should I call the guys?" Austin asked me. "Once they're here, they can do whatever they want with you but I set up the limits and I make the calls if need be. If you feel unease at any point, say ZYROX and we'll stop."

"Ok. Let's do it." It felt like I was preparing for a performance on stage. "Should I be on my knees when they enter?"

Austin smiled:

"Yes."

He launched a porn on his phone, a gangbang scene, a straight one. "Just to make the guys feel more at ease", he explained. "I'll be back in two minutes."

He left the room and I stayed there, on my knees, between the two benches of the locker-room, the lewd porn playing next to me. After a few minutes, I heard some guys giggling.

"I hope he shaved his ass!" It was Martin's voice.

My stomach was hurting, I was so stressed and excited at the same time. My dick was already hard, poking out of the jockstrap.

The voices came closer and then, they were here, a dozen of guys, wearing their football gear, sweating underneath. They all looked so tall and muscular from where I was standing. Soon, I could taste their dicks. Dreams do come true.

"Hi bitch!" Said Tobias walking up towards me, leading the pack. I expected that. "First rule," he said, "whatever happens here stays here. If your mouth slips up, I will personally make sure that you are not able to say another again in your life. Is it clear?" His authoritarian tone surprised me.

"Yes." I replied, almost in a whisper.

"I did not hear you, bitch!" I looked at Austin with a bit of apprehension, he seemed nervous too.

"Yes." I said louder, trying to keep my composure.

"Good" Tobias said, slapping me. Shit. I was prepared for that but it was still somewhat disturbing.

Two guys went behind me, I did not know their names, one Asian guy I had already seen skinny dipping in a pool (huge dick), and a very muscular Latino guy, they played with the bands of my jockstrap.

"That little whore does have a beautiful ass. Good job Austin." I heard the Asian guy say.

The horniness slowly replaced the nervousness as I was being touched, groped and handled by those Adonises.

Tobias started to take off his clothes and the others followed his lead. I could not believe this was actually happening. Henry was very close to me; I had worshiped his body from afar so many times and he was now showing it off proudly. Martin was near too but was not looking at me, he was focusing on the porn, grabbing his hairy dick under the tight boxers he was still wearing.

Austin undressed too. Luis was standing next to him; he was more reserved. I guess he was feeling a bit uncomfortable given his friendship with Steve and his current relationship with Janice, but still, he was there and I could see he was already hard.

The guys behind me were starting to really feel me up. Some other guys had launched various porn movies on their phone. A jerk off circle quickly formed around me.

Tobias was encouraging them:

"Get a big hard erection for our beautiful and surprising guest! Don't disappoint Austin!"

I assumed that I was the main piece of a weird challenge launched by Tobias to the other "Alphas". He must have dared them to fuck another guy, he probably said a "fag". They were using me like a tool for their sick games, their stupid competition. But I could not act shock, I could not pretend I did not exactly where I was walking to. I wanted this.

There was no point of pretending otherwise, I wanted those hunk college guys to use me.

And they did.

Tobias was the first one to get fully naked, his semi hard dick was more than impressive. He spat on it and started to jerk off a few inches from my face. The sight was mesmerizing. All year, I had heard about Tobias's reputation, about Tobias' elephant cock, but right before my eyes, it was even more majestic that I had imagined. The biggest dick I had even seen in my life at the time, and the biggest dick I have seen since then.

"You like what you see, bitch?" He said, holding up my chin so I could not look away from the show he was offering. As if I could stop looking any way.

"I do."

He slapped me again. I started to feel several hands groping me at the same time. Some of the guys were laughing, making fun of me or teasing each other. Then I felt a dick slapping my back. It was Henry's. "Big Boy Henry". Fuck. Other dicks came in afterwards.

Tobias put his meaty cock on my face, fully covering my eyes and all of the other guys started to slap me with their dicks until every inches of my body were covered by their genitals. Some were still flaccid but some were already fully hard.

I instinctively stuck my tongue out.

The dicks' slapping continued. My vision was blurry with Tobias' cock but I managed to grab one cock - Henry's - in my right hand, and another one - the hung Asian guy - in my left hand. I started jerk them off while Tobias was now rubbing his dick on my mouth and tongue.

I briefly saw Austin standing behind the guys, not participating yet but casually caressing himself. I nodded at him, showing I was ok, while Luis was approaching, now competing with Tobias to put his dick on my face and lips. Luis had quickly decided to give in and fully take part in the action.

The male scent embalmed the air of the room and my own cock was throbbing in my jockstrap.

I started to lick Luis’ cock and Tobias started to push my head towards his mate's crotch: "Lick that caramel flavour, just an appetizer before the main course!"

Someone slapped my ass. There were so many hot guys around me, so many hard dicks, I could not keep track and I tried to focus on the blowjob I was giving. Luis was getting rock hard in my mouth.

"Hmmmmm"

Suddenly, I felt a finger in my ass. Surprised, I pushed Luis dick aside and took a look behind me, it was Martin, spitting on his two fingers. I did not have time to react or say anything as Tobias, who did not appreciate me interrupting the blowjob, pushed my face towards his monster cock. I opened my mouth wide and had trouble just taking the tip.

"Come on, bitch, Austin told me you were really good at this!"

Two other guys were now holding my head pushing it onto Tobias' dick. I started tearing up.

"Here you go!" Someone said. It was all a blur at times.

I heard Austin: "Ty, are you ok?"

"Yef" I said, Tobias' dick in my mouth. Martin kept on fingering me. Or at least, I thought it was still him. There were 2 fingers, sometimes 3. Other dicks were slapping my shoulder, my forehead, and my back.

Tobias' dick was like an unbelievable XXL dildo you only see in the kinkiest adult stores. It felt like a crazy challenge and I was not sure I was up to the task. But I was damn sure that I wanted to try. I pushed through my gag reflex and spat a lot on his dick.

As I was finally finding my rhythm and could hear Tobias moaning, Martin pushed him aside and put his own dick in my throat.

"Fuck, make it sloppy! You know I love that!" He said, grinning.

And just like that, I was doing a Martin... on Martin! But then, who was fingering me at this point? I had no idea but I kept on going, I still had a dick in my left hand but I could not tell whom it belongs too either.

I closed my eyes and pushed myself so I could swallow Martin's entire dick in my throat. Finally, my nose hit his bush. I instinctively sniffed it and Martin grunted. His hairy muscular body had always been such a turn on. I wanted to immerse myself in it. I went back and forth, making it as sloppy as I humanly could, drenching his dick, my chin, and my chest with saliva. I spat on his balls too, big, hairy, sweaty balls. I started to lick them.

Martin went back on fucking my face, precumming inside my throat.

"MMMMM. Listen to his throat gargling! That's what we fucking like! NOW GO BACK TO MY BALLS, SMELL THEM."

I obliged.

"Smell all of our balls!" another guy said. "Yeah, let's go!".

The fingering stopped and the guys gave me a few seconds to rest while they went sitting on one of the benches, spreading their legs to expose their dicks and balls. Eleven men were sitting before me, fully hard.

Austin was still standing beside me, like a bodyguard, making sure everything was running smoothly. A naked bodyguard with 9.5. inches of erected meat. The only kind I like.

"You're good Ty?" He asked.

I showed him my very hard cock precumming through the fabric of my jockstrap as a response. He took me by the hair and lead me to the guys.

I had one job: take care of their dicks and balls, one guy after the other, while they were jerking off to a porn still playing on their phones. I knew that the porn was totally pointless but if that could reassure them, they could still pretend I was not the one making them hard.

I started with Luis, I had just tasted his dick -- delicious - and went back on it. I licked the head, the shaft, and then the balls before sniffing them. He rubbed his dick on my lips and nose and I sucked him so more. After maybe 40 seconds, Austin guided me to the hunk next to Luis, the Asian guy. I looked at him in the eyes and started sniffing. He was shaved. He was handsome. I jerked his dick while licking his balls. Then I deepthroated him until my tongue touched his balls.

After him, Tobias looked like a surreal muscle god with a Pornstar dick. I licked and smelled every inch of his shaft before going near his ass. I felt his dick twitching under my care. I could easily jerk him off while he was already masturbating with two, there were enough meat on this dick for three hands. I attempted a deepthroat but could not make it. I did make sure to lick him good and to take his big balls in my mouth.

After Tobias, it was Martin's hairy cock and balls. He smelled rough. He spat in my mouth. I spat back on his dick. He loved that. Martin was definitely a horny fucker, he loved it dirty and I was not surprised one bit. He was precumming a lot too.

I kept on going, one guy after the other, so much that my jaw started to ache, until I finished with Henry's big black cock. Yummy!

But I was not actually done yet. I still had one guy to please. My master for the evening, Austin.

I turned around and started sniffing him, licking him, and deepthroating him in front of the other guys who were watching us while masturbating. With Austin, I did my best job. I had already sucked that beautiful cock multiple times and I knew exactly what to do to push him to the edge. There was no way I would disappoint him in from of his teammates.

Austin was moaning. He proceeded to face fuck me in front of the whole gang. I gagged a couple of times but let him rim my throat hard. I was tearing up but all I could feel was intense pleasure. Austin looked like an animal; it was wild.

At some point, he put his fingers and hand in my throat, making me gag while he was holding my necklace with his other hand. He did not even need to use his dick to fuck my throat. His fingers would do. I was his. We both wanted to demonstrate it.

The other guys did not giggle anymore, they seemed very horny and some were probably on the verge of cumming.

"I told you he was good!" Shouted Austin, seemingly very proud of his bitch.

"I want to lick your ass." I said to him licking some of his precum from my chin, then turning to the other guys: "all of your asses!" I was sweating a lot, we all were.

I wanted more. More dicks. More ass. More filth.

"Please yourself." Said Austin with a big smile. "Come on guys, show our little whore the goods! My bitch is hungry!"

Just like in a dream, the guys switched position, lifted their legs in the air and offered me their holes, hairy or shaved. My desserts were warm and ready.

These eleven assholes tempting me is a sight I will never forget. But this was just the appetizer, the gangbang was far from over.

"Spread your cheeks" I commanded. The first guy on the list, Luis, did. This was so kinky.

As I started to lick Luis' asshole, I heard Tobias say:

"Let him go deep in our asses with his filthy tongue. He better appreciates it. We'll go deep inside his ass with our dicks right after!"

I felt shivers all over my body.

Was I really about to get fucked in the ass by Austin and the entire frat?!

[TO BE CONTINUED - WHO'S READY FOR THE BIG FINALE AND EPILOGUE?!]