My first year in College – Chapter 13: Sofia and Anna
I did not have time to process what had happened on the last day of the first semester that I was already back at my Parents’ dinner table in a home warmly decorated for Christmas.
We had slightly more than 2 weeks off before going back to class and I thought I may use this time to — finally – get myself together. I had just had sex for the first time. With one of my College’s professor. Nobody besides him knew I was gay. Except from my brother but I had never actually come out to him…
I was a mess.
And what about Austin? My roommate. My best friend. My jerk-off buddy. My obsession. He had just broken up with Ashley. He would be back in our shared dorm-room in a couple of weeks. Maybe it was time for me to come out to him. But would he let me touch his dick again once he knew? Would he ask to switch room?
“I asked you a question Ty? Hello?” My dad was frowning at me. Annoyed.
“Sorry dad, I just got lost in my thoughts. You were saying?”
“Ryan and Mallory will be there for Christmas, then Mallory will go spend some time with her family but your brother will stay with us for a few more days. Do you think we could organize something for New Year’s Eve, you’d like to invite anyone? Friends from home or even friends from College if they can make the trip?”
“Yes… Maybe…” I was not too sure if this was a good idea.
“Wow, always nice to show some enthusiasm when you parents offer to organize a big party…” My mom was not very fond of what she considered to be my ungrateful attitude. To be frank, I was not fond of her attitude either. I was young. And stupid.
There were some perks being back home. At my parents’ house, I had a bedroom for myself and after 4 months of sharing a room, I could finally jerk off in peace. Although, I did not have Austin to provide me with masturbation material. Hence, I had to turn to porn, once again.
No need to pretend I was watching straight porn when I was alone, I could look for a good old raunchy gay porn. First thing that came was called: “My boyfriend is a foot freak: keep on sniffing!” I smiled to myself. They almost got it right. It should have been called: “My brother is a foot freak: keep on DMing.”
I got hard.
In my bedroom, I could check my brother secret Instagram profile more easily. RAMSOM_PL had now 586 followers and 276 posts available. He had not changed his profile picture; he was still unrecognizable.
If only I could send him a request to follow, I could check his sexy pictures… The few minutes I had spent on his page was one of the most exciting moments of my life. To be fair, Ryan was also sleeping next to me at that exact time, his hard dick poking out from his pajamas, but still, I was certain I would thoroughly enjoy to scroll through his posts.
I was supposed to get myself together, not leaning in my worst perv instincts, especially when they were about my big brother.
Although, if I really wanted too, there was a way I could send him a request to follow.
I had nothing to do but playing video games all day, sometimes alone, sometimes online with Austin. We were both fairly good at Call of Duty. Hence, I had time to find another hobby to fill out my two weeks of holidays.
Once the idea had formed into my brain, it was already too late. To be frank, I think the idea had formed a long time ago, the night I found out about Ryan’s alternative Instagram. I just never dared to really stop and think about it. I was rarely by myself when I was on Campus anyway. But here…
I was battling with myself. I did have a resolution. I wanted to set myself back on track. The goal was to finally have the courage to come out as gay and to find myself a real boyfriend, not a psycho College professor, not a straight roommate, and even less so, my own brother…
Resolutions…
Those are the type of things we do at new year. Right?
I had 10 more days before that…
What if I indulged in my filthy fantasies? For the last time. Then, I could start 2022 right. I would have gotten it out of my system.
But since it would be the last time I would fantasize on my brother or a straight guy. I figured that had to do it right. I had to go full in. A last hurrah!
The next part of the story is probably the part I am the most ashamed of, but because I fully trust you and because I hope you can learn from my mistakes. I will tell it all.
For the next couple of days, I spent most of my time creating the perfect fake Instagram account. Catfishing is a full-time job and it was made for an obsessive geeky guy like me.
First, I needed to find the perfect girl.
That did not mean the hottest girl of the world. She needed to be hot but my brother would accept my request only if my profile looked real. I needed to have tons of photos, and they had to look genuine… I thought, maybe I should also send X-rated stuff in RAMSOM_PL’s DMs… I needed both soft pictures to make the profile believable and hardcore stuff to get Ryan horny. Of course, I also needed feet stuff, no doubt it was his thing.
I searched “feet girls”, “sexy feet women”, “girls show feet” and I stumbled into a world I never knew existed. Thousands and thousands of girls were showing off for even more guys to enjoy. The feet community online was real and vibrant.
However, I was afraid my brother would already know some of the “feet” girls. After hours of research, I ended up on a Russian girl’s Onlyfans, she did not have much following but had 1.340 posts on her page. I subscribed.
I had found the perfect girl.
Her posts did not have more than 10 or 15 likes each but she had been sharing multiple selfies and videos of her, a high number featuring her feet, every day for the past couple of years. She had an Instagram already but RAMSOM_PL was not among her followers. She barely used it and had only 300 followers. The chances my brother would recognize her were very slim.
Her name was Sofia, well at least her “Onlyfans name” was Sofia, but I would call her Anna.
Once I had the girl, the next step was to create the profile: “Anna_X9”.
Thanks to some knowledge in social media and good tips I gathered on specialized forums, I found a way to post pictures on the Instagram profile which would be dated from several years/months apart so the profile would not seem too new.
I took photos of Sofia, and uploaded them at different period of times. It looked real as fuck.
Only problem was: Anna had 0 follower and 0 like. This was the next step in my catfishing journey.
I started to follow hundreds of guys, who gave me follow back and liked my pictures. A lot of horny guys out-there. I was not fooling the smart ones but enough guys started to like my stuff to make the profile credible. Damn, when it came to get some following, girls had it way easier than guys on social media back in 2021.
I did not need thousands of subscribers, just enough so we could think my Instagram had been active for a couple of years.
On the third day of my plan, I was “Anna_X9”, I had 234 subscribers, I followed 78 persons, both women and guys to make it real, and my bio was saying: “Moscow Girl at heart. Dance like nobody is watching <3”.