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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. The story is divided into 2 main parts – semester 1 (ch. 1 to ch 12) – semester 2 (ch. 13 to ch. 24).
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My First Year in College.
Chapter 22: What goes around always comes back around.
As my freshman year was coming to an end, I could not believe my own happiness.
I got everything I had ever wanted. I was out. I had a tight group of friends. I was finally myself around my family and I had never been so close with my older brother, Ryan. I had a boyfriend, Steve, one of the hottest guys of Campus, member of both the College’s Wresting and Football teams.
The only slight difficulty was that I was actually in love with another member of the College’s Wresting and Football teams: my roommate and best friend Austin. But even with that, I got lucky as Austin and I had a secret agreement where he would fuck me on the side. Convenient, right? The only thing I had to do was wearing a stupid wig and putting some make-up on so Austin could entertain the illusion that I was a girl. Good enough for me!
Of course, this was all too perfect and I had to fuck everything up, once again.
I did not remember the exact date where my whole world collapsed, but it must have been very early in June because I can quite clearly recall the feeling of days getting longer and final tests approaching.
Austin and I had planned to meet in a hotel room. It was the third time we did that and as any secret lovers, we had found our routine. I would come first to prepare. I still had to wear the blond wig, make-up and stockings. To be frank, I did not like that part and I was doing it only to please Austin, but the reward — feeling Austin’s massive cock inside of me – was totally worth it.
It was late afternoon and we would only have one hour to fuck because we had plans to meet with my brother Ryan and his girlfriend Mallory afterwards.
Austin got in the room, wearing a black tank-top, a pair of grey shorts and white sneakers. As usual, he looked gorgeous. I was waiting for him in my slutty attire in the king-size bed. We had not done anything together for a week as he had spent the previous evenings with one of his girlfriends. I could not wait to taste him again.
Austin kept his clothes on but lied down next to me in the bed. He put his hands behind his head, looking at me devilishly.
“Lick.” He ordered with a large smile.
I smiled back. I started to smell his body and armpits. Austin’s manly odor was the best aphrodisiac I could ever take. I took the liberty to rub his bulge while I licked his armpits, he did not seem to care. I then slid down my tongue to his nipples moving away the straps of his top. He started to moan; I knew I was doing a good job. I removed the tank-top so I could have a better look, and even more to the point, a better taste, of his body. He was stunning.
Austin guided me through his abs by pulling at my wig and then, removed his shorts. He was not wearing any underwear and had not trimmed his pubic hair in a while. I was hard already; he was getting there too. I immersed myself in him and started to lick his semi-hard dick, making it grow in my mouth. I had done this before but every time, my stomach was releasing millions of butterfly as I was sucking on his monster cock.
We tried a position we have never tested before: he fucked my face, turned upside down at the edge of the bed. His dick was very hard — and huge – but this position allows Austin to push it deep inside my throat. I felt his balls going against my mouth while I was choking and blurring my visions with tears and saliva.
“Fuck my throat”. I begged Austin.
“You fucking love my cock, you whore!” He was so right. He placed my hands on his butt cheeks while he kept on fucking my face. I held on tight and scratched his back. I could feel my dick precumming, Austin just had this effect on me.
When I could no longer take it, I moved to a more comfortable position on my knees, sniffing and licking his balls.
“MMMMM, you are so fucking good at this, lick those balls!” Austin grunted. He slapped me, I asked for more. The more we were having sex, the more we knew each other, and the better it got. I licked his ass without asking for his permission. I knew he loved it when I slid my tongue deep inside of his anus.
“Let’s go to the shower!” He said. This was new. He walked towards the hotel room’s bathroom as I crawled down behind him. Austin let the water run and entered, his wet muscular body giving me a vision of heaven. How did I get so lucky to witness this semi-God showering before me? How did I get so lucky that I would follow him in the shower?
I entered the stall, still crawling, and started sucking him again. The water was ruining my make-up. As the istanbul travesti mascara was dripping out of my face, I must have looked like a maniac. The blond wig was getting wet too and this was not very practical, still, I kept on sucking his cock while jerking it. Nothing could have stopped me from accomplishing my task.
Austin pulled me up and stuck me against the shower wall. He started to fuck my ass from behind. He was particularly rough this time. I was loving it. The sound of his balls slapping my ass was echoing in the bathroom. He was pounding me, just like I deserved it. Just like I loved it. Inhere, we could moan or scream without being worried that Steve would hear us.
The only problem was the wig that I kept on readjusting, it was either obstructing my vision or almost falling down. At some point, Austin, as bothered as me with the fake hair, ripped it off and threw it away.
As a good portion of the make-up had disappeared because of the water, and as the wig was gone, I realized suddenly that Austin was no longer fucking a girl, a fantasy, he was actually fucking me, Tyler. I moaned louder.
“Fuck my ass, Austin. Pound me!” I was shouting. He put his hands on my mouth to make me shut up and kept going back and forth with his monster cock.
We ended up back in the bed, both totally naked and wet from the shower, where Austin fucked me in the missionary position. He spat in my mouth. He was so close of my lips; I almost went for a kiss. We had fucked like this a few times before, but never without the dumb make-up and wig, did Austin realize we had crossed another barrier? Did Austin realize that he was now just having sex with his gay roommate? No more excuses.
It was hard to read him but a few seconds later, Austin was cumming in my mouth. I thanked him, blowing my own load on my chest.
After we fucked, we went to take a shower together. Austin seemed a bit uncomfortable now. We were just fucking in the same stall a few minutes before but this felt different. Weirdly, it seemed that it was more intimate to be standing naked in a shower with our flaccid cocks than having sex. There, under the water together, preparing to go see my brother, we almost looked like we were a couple. Austin seemed weirded out. I did not want to think too much of it.
As we were dressing up, Austin asked me:
“When we were watching porn together? You pretended to like it then?”
I was surprised by the question but tried to answer truthfully.
“No, not really. To be fair, most of the porn we watch had more guys than girls in them…” I smiled.
“Yeah… I guess you have a point.” He did not seem convinced.
“Basically, while you were imagining yourself in the guys’ shoes, I was imagining myself in the girl’s shoes, getting gangbanged by a ton of guys.” I said, putting my shirt on.
“You would actually like to get gangbanged? Really, getting fucked by a lot of dicks at the same time?”
“Well… yeah. Is that really shocking at this point?”
“I guess not…” What was up with Austin? He had a lot of qualities but I guess he was not always very insightful.
“Let’s talk about gangbangs and orgies later Austin, we are really going to be late at the restaurant!”
My brother was in town with Mallory and they invited me to a somewhat fancy dinner in a trendy restaurant. I brought Austin with me as I wanted Ryan and Austin to get along better – things had been a bit tense since the whole car accident drama.
We arrived right on time and greeted each other; my brother was looking sharp, as always. We shared a few drinks and I was reassured to see that Ryan and Austin were friendly with each other, just like they were during New Year’s Eve.
There was actually a reason behind the dinner, Ryan had just proposed to Mallory and she had said yes! When they announced the great news, I jumped into Ryan’s arms and congratulated them both. The ring looked beautiful. Mallory had always been good to me and I was glad of this choice. My big brother was settling down.
When I went to the bathroom, Ryan accompanied me and I took this opportunity to congratulate him privately. I was genuinely happy for him.
I chose the urinal in the middle and my brother took the one next to mine, we started peeing together, we had a lot of drinks already. You will not be surprised that I looked on my left to check on his — always impressive — big uncut cock. Maybe, you will be a bit more surprised to learn that Ryan looked on his right to check mine!
“Happy to see that you can aim again little brother!” He winked at me as he was checking me out.
“Better than you, I’m sure!”
Someone else came in the bathroom and I stopped the banters. I did not have to though, it was Austin, now approaching the urinal on my right. “Braxton brothers”, he said, nodding his head, pretending to be formal with us.
He unzipped his grey shorts; I knew he was not wearing any underwear, he got his cock out and started pissing. This beautiful istanbul travestileri dick was in my ass just a few moments before and I started getting hard thinking about it. The fact that I could see Ryan’s cock on my left and Austin’s cock on my right was not helping me contain my erection.
Ryan got out of the bathroom first. I think he noticed my excitement but seemed too blissful to care.
I went to wash my hands, still hard. Austin was finishing to pee, he looked at me mischievously. It gave me an idea. Without giving it anymore thought, instead of going out to follow my brother in the restaurant, I ran back towards Austin and knelt down. He had not yet put his dick back in his shorts.
“TY?!”
I had put his dick in my mouth.
“TY?!”
No wigs, no make-up, no lingerie, just me Tyler, sucking Austin’s dick in the male bathrooms.
“Stop it!” He begged.
Austin could act stressed all he wanted, I felt his dick becoming harder in my mouth. He liked it! He had to.
“TY, your brother may…. Mmmm… Ty…. This is a public place…. Mmmm”
I looked straight into his eyes: “I’m just doing you a quick Martin on you (our name for a sloppy blowjob), I want you to cum in my mouth again, please, let’s do it before we go back to the table!”
“FUCK YOU” he said while starting to face fuck my mouth. He was getting into it.
Austin pulled me so we could hide ourselves in a toilet stall.
There, he pushed his now fully erected cock in my throat. He pushed my head against the wall and face fucked me while I was rubbing his balls with my right hand. It did not last for more than two minutes; His thick cum ended up inside the back of my throat and I swallowed it all, satisfied.
Austin looked stunned by my behavior and his own response. “Fuck” he mumbled again, once we were done. I could not read him though, he almost seemed mad. Was he? Did I go too far? I was afraid I did actually pissed him off. He seemed to like it.
“We’re good Austin?”
“Yeah Ty, that was cool, just… unexpected. I did not know you would do stuff like that.” Before I could say anything else, he said: “let’s go, we’ve been in here for a while!”
We went back to the table and drink some more. Austin seemed to relax at this point and the evening was going great.
Things took a turn when Mallory started to ask Austin about his love life.
“So Austin, do you have a special someone in your life?”
“I’m dating around…” He responded casually.
“I bet you do, you sexy fella!” Laughed my brother. “Are you dating around too, Ty?”
“I’m seeing someone actually…”
I could sense Mallory and Ryan’s interest peaked immediately.
“Is that someone Austin?” Asked Mallory playfully. This was awkward, if only she knew I probably still had some of Austin’s cum stuck between my teeth.
“Ahah, no… His name is Steve!”
“Steve, not Sofia, you’re sure?” She continued, referring to the fake girlfriend I had invented at Christmas. I started to blush thinking about that stupid lie.
“The famous Sofia! How did you get the idea of that name by the way?” Asked Austin.
Sofia was the name of the girl I used to catfish my brother and make him fuck his ass with my toothbrush. I could not really say that in the middle of dessert.
“I guess, I must have read that name in a magazine somewhere.” I lied.
“Sofia is such a Pornstar name!” Stated my brother.
“Yes, there’s this girl who…” Austin stopped himself, getting red.
My brother laughed: “Who…? What were you going to say Austin? Who’s the Pornstar?”.
“Just a Russian girl.”
Even with the alcohol running through my body, I could sense we were moving into a dangerous territory. I was starting to feel uncomfortable.
“Oh, you stumbled on her doing school research I’m guessing?” Asked my brother.
“Exactly.” Austin grinned. “No actually, I was catfished by a girl pretending to be her on Instagram.”
My heart dropped. I felt myself turning red and tried to change the subject:
“Maybe we could not talk about porn on the night of my brother engagement?”
To my horror, my tentative of deflection had the opposite effect. Mallory said: “I don’t mind! What is a catfish, a weird porn thing?”
“No, it’s just when someone pretends to be someone else on the internet. Someone, probably a guy, was using this Sofia girl pictures to ask me for nudes.” He showed Mallory a picture of the actual Sofia. I was sweating. “Her fake profile was called Anna something.”
My heart was racing fast, I was panicking, I needed to deflect this conversation.
“People do that?!” Mallory was surprised. My brother’s face was changing as he looked at the picture, recognizing Sofia/Anna on Austin’s phone, slowly coming to the realization that he, himself, had been catfished by the same profile. Of course, he could not say anything without revealing himself to his fiancee.
“Yeah, well, she / he tried to get me but I’m not a fool. Anyway, a travesti istanbul couple weeks back, I found the account of the actual Sofia girl and I send her a message, telling her that a crazy person was using her pics.” Told Austin.
“When did that happen?” My brother asked. “The catfish I mean.”
“Around Christmas, why?”
My brother was seemingly having a breakthrough. The fake girlfriend I had invented at Christmas was named Sofia. A fake profile was using Sofia’s pictures during Christmas time. The same profile had targeted both Ryan and Austin. Ryan knew I had a crush on Austin at the time. If he did not piece the puzzle together immediately, the way I looked at him, blushing and uncomfortable during the whole conversation, was enough to tell it all. Suddenly, I knew that he knew.
“Tyler…” He said, almost in a whisper.
The other two looked at him, puzzled.
“What’s going on Ryan?”
He was shaking. I felt like I could puke.
“I need some air.” He just said as he went outside of the restaurant. I did not follow him; I could not confront him. I thought of everything I asked him to do. I thought of every naughty conversation we had. I thought of Ryan, probably going through the same motions in his brain, wondering how his own brother could have done that to him. Maybe feeling ashamed of what he did. I was gutted.
Ryan came back a few minutes later, he was calm and collected and pretended that he was really tired from his latest shift at the hospital. The dinner was cut short and I could no longer look at my brother in the eyes. He, himself, avoided me. Austin and Mallory were a bit taken aback but did not make any comment.
This happened years ago and Ryan and I never spoke of it again.
He could not confront me as he would have to admit he had a secret Instagram. This unspoken truth was even worse than a fight because I could not even attempt to explain myself, he could not get angry at me, we could not solve the problem, he could not forgive me. We just pretended nothing had ever happened and I am pretty sure this is the main reason why we drifted apart since then.
If you have to retain only one lesson from my story, I guess that would be this one: do not catfish other people guys, this is wrong and always ends up badly.
But if you thought that my night was bad, just wait, because it gets worse.
When I came back to Building C, Steve was waiting for me in front of my door room, visibly pissed off. He was chatting with Henry who quickly ran off as I approached. Henry said “hi” politely but looked like he wanted to avoid witnessing a fight. What did I do this time?
“Your brother is in town and you choose Austin as your “plus one” to see him?!” Steve barked at me, crossing his arms.
Fuck. I had not even thought about that. I was so stupid. Of course, Steve, my actual boyfriend would feel left off. If only I had used my brain for once.
“Steve, I’m sorry about that. Can we talk about that tomorrow? I’m exhausted”
“You would rather see me leave and spend the night with Austin, I suppose?”
Truth is, I did not want to spend the night with anyone. I just wanted to forget the look on my brother’s face when he understood what I had done.
“Austin’s not here. He stayed in the city; he had a date.”
I entered in my room and Steve followed me.
“I think we need to talk Tyler. I really do.”
“Look, that’s not a big deal. Austin knows Ryan and Mallory already. They wanted to see him, this is why I proposed that he joined me.”
“Your brother did not want to see me? How surprising! He does even know I exist!”
“As a matter of fact, my brother does now about you. I told him about you tonight! I even said I would introduce you. Can you please calm down? You will meet them soon and you’ll come to their wedding with me!”
“Their wedding?” This info seemed to do the trick and Steve finally seemed to calm down.
“Yeah, this is why my brother wanted to see me. He and Mallory got engaged.”
“That’s great news! But why do you act so upset then?”
“Maybe because my boyfriend jumped at my throat once I arrived, and I told you, I’m really tired.”
“Sorry about that… it’s just… I trust you and I love you, but you know that with Austin, I always feel…” Steve did not finish his sentence; he did not have too. I felt my stomach hurting again.
“Look, we talked about it times and times again. Austin is straight and he’s my best friend. I don’t jump at your throat when you go out with Luis or Martin! Did you forget that you are the one who was fucking girls with them not so long ago? You probably did more things with Austin as part of your frat bullshit that I ever done with him!” I scored a point there, I guess I was pretty good at returning the situation. Admittedly, this was not my proudest moment.
When Steve and I slept together, it was usually in his room but as it was already very late and Austin was not there, Steve exceptionally laid down in my bed that night. We cuddled and I felt good in his bare strong arms. Somehow, I had convinced myself that it was not cheating since Austin was “straight” but deep down, I knew better. Steve’s presence was reassuring and I promised myself I would sort things out sooner than later.
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