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 strategical 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 Steve 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 virile body, Steve’s beautiful ass, Gary’s ginger pubic hair… and then I could finish myself off in the toilets or showers stalls.
I know right… Such a glamorous sex life.
I was now pretty well integrated with the guys. We would sometimes hang out during the evening, drink some booze in one of our rooms (Gary, as R.A., insisted we did not drink in communal spaces), and spend some times “between balls”, as Martin would say. Pretty much all of them 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 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… 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… 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 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 ass any other excuse to show off his hairy chest. “Stop playing around Ty, what’s your thing?”
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 already done that!” teased Martin while scratching the hair between his nipples. “I have not…” I admitted. “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!” 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 in 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 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 neighbor’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.