My first year in College – Chapter 15: The morning after
Austin was now heavily snoring, lying horizontally on my bed, his feet at the edge, one shoe missing — lost during the difficult trip to the bedroom — the other one still on his foot. He seemed passed out and a deep smell of alcohol was coming out of him.
Do I really need to tell you what I did next?
I started by taking off the other shoe.
This made sense. Who could blame me for that?
I also removed the socks. They were stinking. Did I need to smell them? No… Did I do it anyway? Of course, yes. I revealed Austin big feet while sniffing on his socks and bit my tongue. His feet were a bit bruised by football practice. I did not care. No, I even preferred it that way. The feet of a manly jock. I put the socks right against my mouth and inhaled the sent again. I took my time and enjoyed the moment. Apart from his breathing, Austin was not moving at all. He seemed far gone.
I was now kneeling at the edge of the bed, a few inches from his feet, choking myself with the two sweaty socks, slowly caressing my cock through my clothes.
After a while, this teasing was no longer sufficient to appease my cravings, and I licked his toes.
I swear my dear reader, I tried not to! I tried to resist! But the heart wants what he wants.
I did it almost imperceptibly at first, my tongue barely touching his feet. But once I had started, I could no longer stop myself. I started to suck on his big toe, smelling his right foot at the same time. I changed my position to lie on the floor, below him, my head placed right under his feet. My own saliva felt back on my lips as I was sucking and licking. I removed my trousers, got my dick out of my underwear and started jerking off.
This lasted a few more minutes. What if Austin regained consciousness? He would think there was a dog licking his feet under the bed. He would be right. I was a dog. I was a bitch for him.
I went back on my knees and started to jerk off at the sight of his full body lying before me. Even with his clothes on, his body was appealing. His bum looked delicious through his tight pants.
I put my dick back in my underwear in case he would wake up and started to undress him. That’s what bros were supposed to do in such situation. Right? I was just helping a friend out.
I took off his sweater first, his t- shirt came out with it. I had to move Austin and touched his sweaty chest in the process. He was totally unconscious. His pecs felt good under my hands. After I removed his top, I got worried a bit. Was he ok? He was still breathing and snoring normally, lying on his chest. He was ok, I convinced myself.
I would explain to him the next day that he was smelling like shit and that I had to help him take out his clothes. He would be thankful.
Then I started to slide down his trousers.
His black boxer briefs came down with the jeans, revealing his butt and ass crack. I did not expect for the underwear to go off as well but I continued to slide everything down. I kissed his right cheek. Ok, I will admit, this may have been an unnecessary risk but how was I supposed to resist? I kissed his birthmarks. He hated them. I found them beautiful. Perfect, even.
I took off my dick out of my underwear again and jerked off above his now nude body. His underwear was slid down on his calves. His thighs, his ass, his back. Everything was stunning. I wanted him.
Again, I am not proud of what happened next, especially after the resolutions I had taken but I spread his cheeks to inspect his asshole. He was still out. What Austin did not know could not hurt him.
It was quite hairy. I liked that. A very pale pink asshole. It was tight. I smelled it. I inhaled the scent. I wanted to take it all in.
I pushed things further. I started to lick in asshole slowly. The jizz flew out of my dick before I could realize it. The first contact between my tongue and his ass was too much for me to handle. I cummed. Some landed on Austin’s ass and thighs. I ate it, moving my tongue along his body, cleaning the evidence of my crime… As I said before, there are few things I hate more in life than wasting cum.
While I was licking a bit of cum out his hairy ass, Austin moved.
I thought I was having a heart attack. I was stunt.
He mumbled.
“Ashley….”
Fuck. He was awake. He had felt my tongue inside him. He moved his head a bit but did not completely turn around. “Mmmmmf…” Ashley… He said. Did that mean she rim him often? I knew he liked that from his taste in porn.
It was already too late when I saw his hand searching behind his back. In a moment of terror, I felt his hand reaching for my head, still bent over, and he pulled me further towards his ass. Pushed by Austin, I continued to rim his ass. He let go off his hand. “Mmmmm… Ashley.” He whispered again.
I pulled back. I was now standing beside the bed, my flaccid dick covered of sperm fully exposed. My whole body was shaking. I managed to put my underwear back on.
My resolution did not last long, did it…?
Austin mumbled something else that I could not understand. I could certainly explain removing his clothes off, but the ass licking, that would be hard to explain.
I stayed like that a few minutes before I heard him snoring again.
I put his underwear back on, touching again his buttocks and groin in the process.
I lied down next to him. What would happen the morning after? He had just made me lick his asshole. I had cummed on his butt… Did he realize?
A few hours later, I woke up in my bed, Austin’s face right next to mine. His lips only a few inches away from mine. A ray of sun illuminating his cheeks. I gazed at him for maybe an hour before he opened his eyes.
“Hi babe…” He said jokingly. My heart melted.
“Hi Austin… Slept well?” I was a bit anxious. What would he remember?
“I feel like I’m dying…”
“Headache?”
“Yeah… You bet…”
“Well, you had to expect the hungover after last night mate…”
“Oh man… I drank too much… right? Did I do something stupid?” This thought seemed to wake him up for good. He straightened in the bed.
“You did make out with my sister-in-law Mallory!”
His eyes opened wide: “I DID WHAT?!”
“I’m just joking but you should see your face right now!”
“Not funny dude… Damn, your parents invited me and I totally blacked out… Maybe I should apologize to them?”
“No, that’s fine, they were already in bed when you started to be a little too excited, and then, you just passed out on the bed…”
He looked at his clothes spread out on the floor.
“I don’t even remember getting to bed…” What a relief.
“Ryan and I had to carry you out, you undressed as best as you could and passed out.” I said this casually and he did not question this version of the story, neither he mentioned any rimming. Good.
“You seem fine! How can you not be hungover? I saw you drink as well!”
“Yeah, I did drink, a bit… but not as much as you…”
He made a face:
“I really need to shower. I stink.”
He got up out of the bed, his grey boxers were hanging much lower than usual – my work was messy the night before – and I could see his pubic hair as well as his very obvious morning erection. He noticed.