“Can I finger my ass?” he asked.
Reading these words on my screen was more erotic than any porn I could have watched. Some cum actually came out of my dick but I tried to contain my orgasm. I was shaking while I typed the two letters:
“DO.”
He did, using his precum as lube, he showed me how deep he could get one, and then two fingers up his hairy asshole. His ass was tight, it looked not perfectly clean, but it did not stop him.
“Put something larger in it.” I commanded. He was the one asking for it. He was the one requesting it!
He showed me a toothbrush. MY toothbrush! HE WOULD NOT DARE?!
“Not that big, but good enough.” I replied.
And just like that, he started to send me multiple videos of himself fucking his ass with my own toothbrush. The emotions that I felt while he was sliding the long tool deeper and deeper in his ass is indescribable. He was moaning too. Following his example, I started fingering myself too, searching for my prostate.
He sent another video: he was cumming all over the bahtroom’s floor. “Could not help it” he wrote. He was too excited.
This time I asked.
“NOW LICK THE FLOOR.” I wrote, all caps. “EAT THAT CUM!”
He did. He fucking did! I jeezed one of my biggest loads ever watching his tongue clean up the dirty floor. The wall behind me was covered with cum, my face and my sheets too. I was shaking. My brother was proudly showing me his mouth wide open, full of his own sperm.
A few minutes later, I heard him coming back to his room. Just like a few nights before, I went straight to the bathroom. The cum was cleaned up now but I had another idea in mind. I suddenly felt like brushing my teeth. I started sucking on my own toothbrush so I could smell and eat my brother’s asshole. It was deep in his anus just minutes ago. That thought only was enough to get me going. My brother did not even care enough to wash it. Maybe, it was a sick game of his. He wanted to me to use it afterwards. But I was a bigger pervert than my brother!
I jerked off again, watching back the video of my brother fucking himself with my toothbrush while I was now deepthroating this surprising dildo. I cummed on the floor, exactly where he did, and my dick was starting to hurt.
As always, shame got to me when I went back in my room, That night though, I tried to reassure myself. The next day would be December 31th, at midnight we would be celebrating New Year’s Eve so this, this was my last moment of perversion before “New Year New Me”.
As planned, the next day Mallory came back, as well as Austin who arrived a few hours later and met my brother and the rest of my family for the very first time. It was like seeing two worlds collide and I did have a weird feeling in my stomach when Ryan and Austin hugged to say hello.
They were both so handsome. A perfect match. If my days of being a dirty creep were not behind me, I would have imagined myself between this beautiful sandwich. Sucking one while getting fucked by the other.
We had fun preparing the New Year’s party together. When Ryan realized Austin was perfectly straight and we were just friends, he seemed puzzled. I’m sure he thought we were a couple until then.
My heart skipped a beat when Mallory asked to Austin: “So; can you tell me more about that Sofia girl?”
I did not understand at first, but then I remembered the lie I told during Christmas’ dinner. Shit. My story would not add up as Austin of course would say, and did say,:
“Who?”
“Ty’s girlfriend?” Said Ryan, interrogative.
“Oh!” Austin seemed to understand. “I did even know her name was Sofia!” He then spoke directly to me: “And you share her name with your family and not with me!” In his tone, he pretended to be pissed but Austin was actually smiling.
Again, I did not get what was going on until I remembered… On the last day of the semester, after my encounter with Professor Fletcher, I did say to Austin I was no longer a virgin and that I had just fucked a girl. In a sense, he knew that I was “seeing someone”. He probably thought this person was the “Sofia” girl Mallory was referring to.
“Austin, if we connect our data, maybe we will learn more about this mystery girlfriend!” Said my brother.
“Hmmm, maybe, but those additional info are bound by roommate secrecy”, Austin replied, winking at me.
In a weird way, that conversation made the possibility of me having an actual girlfriend more believable for my family and for Austin.
The New Year’s Eve party was a success and everyone ended up pretty drunk. I was careful though: Austin and I were supposed to share the same bed and I wanted to be in full control of myself when that time would come. I knew too well the difficulties I had to control my urges and I was pretty sure it would be even worse if I were drunk.
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