“Ah…” I said, remembering the deep embarrassment of that morning when he caught us.
“He said that he did worse. Did you know about that?” I had a hard time to focus as Austin was caressing my balls while casually talking about my big brother. “He told me he was sucking his roommate dick all the time when they were both singles during College and they could not get girls!”
I stopped jerking him off.
“You know, just to help him get a good release with his mouth! Always better than a hand!” Austin continued, smirking.
Was he proposing something to me?!
I looked at him, stunned: “Austin?”
“Relax man!” He said. “I did not ask you to do a Martin on me!” He smiled and jerked off his monster cock with both of his hands while one guy was now fingering the Pornstar on the screen, she was squirting a lot.
“Doing a Martin” was our new name for a very sloppy deep-throat. We had coined the phrase when Martin told us another one of his blowjob stories with a waitress in the bathroom of a restaurant.
I continued jerking off, now focusing on my own cock. A lot of thoughts were battling in my head. How did I want to play this? Why would my brother say that to Austin? To put me in an uncomfortable position or… maybe to help me? To help me get what he knew I really wanted? I should offer Austin to suck his dick. Now.
But it was too late: Austin had cummed on his slightly hair abs, using his own hand, well his own two hands.
I was a bit taken aback but the sight of his cum was always sufficient to make me blow my load. We went to bed, once again sleeping naked. Did I just miss the opportunity of the life time?
As the days passed, I thought I did because if Austin would still be comfortable jerking off on his bed, he was no longer offering me a helping hand and even less so, to lend him my mouth. Maybe he thought that he had shocked me?
On the contrary, he had implanted the idea deep in my brain and knowing me, it was obvious that I could not let it go until I would have successfully deep-throated his monster cock. To be fair, I did not need that much help to think about offering a blowjob to Austin but still, hearing those words from his own beautiful lips. It had now become my new obsession.
On January 27th, we all celebrated Austin’s 19th birthday. I had bought him a new wrestling singlet. He was new to the sport and had to borrow some singlets from Steve for each of his class. You can imagine I chose the most revealing one I could find, bright yellow, with as little as fabric as possible. I could not wait for him to try it on.
As usual, the evening started to get wild with the guys. Crowded in Gary and Steve’s room, we started to play a game of truth or dare.
“Martin?” Started Gary.
“Truth.”
“Did you ever sleep with a woman over 50?”
“Damn right I did! And it was great!” Martin bowed down, proud of himself. Everyone else applauded and/or fist bumped him.
“Keep your mommies away guys!” Shouted Luis to warn us all. Everyone got a good laugh, although, I was pretty sure nothing would stop Martin to actually fuck one of our moms.
“Steve?” Asked Martin.
“Dare!”
“Run naked through the hall!” Ordered Martin. “Now!”
“I am not surprised you want to see me naked Martin! I saw your looks in the locker-rooms after practice!” It was pretty ironic as Steve was always the one who seemed to stare at everyone else in our shared bathroom. I thought of the many times I got to see his boner in the past few weeks only. My ears went a little red.
“Yes, Steve… if you say so… Now, take off those clothes!” Martin had always a sort of authoritarian tone. He made me think of Professor Fletcher in a way. Wait, Professor Fletcher did say those exact words to me actually. I smiled to myself while Steve took off his clothes, not even trying to hide his genitals. He started running in the corridor with a huge smile on his beautiful face, his black flaccid cock flopping against his muscular thighs.
He put back his underwear on. Only his underwear, why bother to have more clothes on when you looked like that? Then he said:
“Birthday boy! Truth or dare?!”
“Dare.” Replied Austin.
“I dare you to drink 3 shots of tequila out of Henry’s belly button!”
Henry took off his shirt right away; This one too was always happy to show off his muscular smooth body.
“At least, he is shaved” said Gary “easier than if it was on Martins”. Martin showed off his hairy torso with a smirk. “Next time maybe.” He winked. You bet that I LOVED these parties among the guys.
Austin obliged and drank out of Henry’s body. He did not leave a single drop.
“Henry” He said.
“Dare!” Shouted Henry immediately.
“Pay back time: Drink 4 shouts out of Martin’s belly button!”
“Fuck you man!”
Martin was too glad to completely take off his shirt and present his hairy chest to Henry. Henry pretended to be grossed out but did not shy away, he sucked on the belly button, and told he had swallowed some hair afterwards. Again, everybody was drunk and giggling.
“Tyler. Truth or Dare?” Henry asked.
I knew that if I responded truth, I would probably have to lie but I was scared of the dare. However, I would not mind drinking of Austin’s body so I went for it.
“Dare!”
“Wow Tyler grew some balls!” Teased Martin. “Shut up” Austin said, defending me. I just gave Martin the finger and everybody laughed.
“Ok… I dare you to suck Austin’s dick as a nice birthday present! I think the man of the hour deserves it!”
This was way out of line compared to the other challenges and way out of character for Henry. He was drunk, but still. There were a few seconds of silence. I looked at Austin. His hand was actually approaching his zipper and his crotch — oh my god, were we doing this?! – when Henry said:
“Ok maybe that’s a lot for a first blowjob… You should suck Gary instead, more manageable.” Everybody laughed, once again, not me though and not Gary who complained: “My dick is hard to manage as well… I mean… It is big!”. Austin, on my right side, kept on smiling but almost seemed disappointed we did not go through with it.
“Come on Henry, give me a real challenge, something doable.” I pleaded.
“Ok, ok. Just suck on this banana then! But I want a beautiful deep-throat!”
“Great idea!” Encouraged Steve.
“Martin should be the judge of my banana sucking skills then. He’s the expert, right?” I said, daring the guys.
“Go ahead Ty, I’ll give you your grade.” Martin said imitating our strict English teacher. “Let’s see if you can do a Martin properly.”
Gary handed me a banana. To be honest, I had already done that once or twice before, privately though, not in a room full of straight College guys. I proceeded and tried to deep-throat the banana, under the hissing and applause of the guys. Why should I care, I went straight for it! Once I gagged, I pushed it back.
“I am impressed Tyler. I would give you a B+. You could have gone deeper but I salute the commitment” Martin shook my hand while inspecting the saliva on the banana. A devilish look in his eyes.
“Martin.” I said. “You have already used your truth, right? So, Dare?”
“Dare, sure! You can ask me anything!”
Although I’m not completely gay (only bi) I found your stories of your first year in college very erotic and got aroused reading each chapter, especially near the end when you and Austin started walking each other off, I did this just a couple of times in my final year at high school, with a guy I had known for 5 years and had never suspected he was gay. These stories reminded me of those by gone days, but what you did was far hotter than any thing i ever did, do you have any more stories here on tumbler?