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College is by far one of the most social-oriented experiences I've had the pleasure of taking part in. No matter where I go there are people. It's not unlike a city, apart from the fact that everyone's head isn't hunched over as they bustle from destination to destination. In college, people's heads are held high as they leisure about campus. Students line it's sidewalks during most of the waking hours, busily bustling from one class to the next. Others sit casually on benches, chatting amongst themselves. A few talk to these crowds of students at large; actively shouting out the names of their school-regimented activities.

I'm usually the first to admit that I'm a social guy. It's because of that very reason that I chose this College. Not just because it was renowned for throwing some of the best parties in history, but also because of the type of people it attracted. As someone who has lived in a city before, it's such a nice change of pace to be able to start up a conversation with a complete stranger without receiving a strange look or two.

And yet here I was, sitting alone atop a picnic table at the heart of campus. For all the praise I've just given campus life, I sure as hell wasn't participating in it. I watched as a group of college students passed me by; so absorbed in their own lives that they hardly noticed me. I couldn't help but grin as I watched them turn the corner.

"But wait," You might say. "I thought you said you were a social person?"

Yeah, I did. But that doesn't mean _I _don't have my limits as well.

Don't get me wrong, dorm life is awesome. A social horse like me really likes dorm life; friends who only live mere feet away from where I sleep. Hell, I'm one of the lucky few who gets to room with their brother. I don't even have to deal with learning how to live with someone new. I know how to get along with my bro just fine from our countless years of bunking together. So yeah, I like college life. Like I said, there are people everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere. Gyms, bathrooms, parks... Hell, even my own room. There are so many people I can't escape from it all when I need to. And there's only one time when I _really _need to, if you catch my drift.

If for whatever reason you haven't caught my drift, I'm talking about jacking off. Beating my meat. Masturbating. Whatever you want to call it, I don't care. Regardless, it's not happening to me. Dry spells are tough, especially when you can't bring a guy back to your dorm because your own damn brother is your roommate. I hadn't broken it to the big guy yet (mostly because I'm intimidated by what the big horse might do to me if he found out). I know he's my brother and all that crap, but there's this irrational part of me that's worried he might punch me in the face. So until I work up the nerve to officially come out I'm just going to have to find other ways of, well, draining my balls.

I'd hit a dry spell about a month ago, and that's when I began to get desperate. After you haven't cum in a while you start to get all... Kinky. Thoughts that _definitely _ shouldn't be popping into your head start doing so at all the wrong times. I started popping boners at all the wrong time, especially when it was just me and my bro. Picking up his clothing off the floor, watching him work out, that sort of thing. Sure to most furs getting hard in front of others isn't a big deal, but I'm a freaking horse. That shit's kind of hard to hide. I knew it was an issue when my pants tented (on their own accord, mind you) at the sight of my brother eating a banana. I had never once thought about him like this, and now that I _was _it was starting to freak me out.

So... I rubbed one out in a public stall. It feels weird just admitting that. I've _never _been one to do that in my entire life, and yet here I was. I never liked public restrooms. The entire notion of sitting on a toilet seat that someone had pleasured themselves atop of made me feel uneasy at best. When it came time for me to try my hand (quite literally) at it, my heart was racing. I was about to do something I had once sworn I'd never resort to, but I didn't really have another choice. I was backed into a corner, quite literally, as I beat my meat in a public stall. My hand viciously worked my own length, one ear trained for the sound a door suddenly swinging open. Of course, the door never _did _swing open. After I did it a few times I learned that the door almost _never _swung open. However by the time I had learned that knowledge, I had also become aware of how much _fun _it was to jack off in a public stall. Seriously, it's fun. I can't really describe why, but it is. There's this level of adrenaline that you don't really get when it's in your own room. When you've got butterflies in your stomach and your heart's pounding in your ear it only makes you cum harder. Adrenaline, I guess.

After you get over that initial feeling of intense regret and remorse for your own actions out of the way, it turns out moaning aloud in a toilet stall is actually _a fucking blast. Who knew, right?! Once I'd gotten a taste of the thrill, I started to crave it. I wasn't just doing it to still the more perverse thoughts in my mind anymore... I was doing it for fucking _sport. Soon enough I was scrolling through message boards reading stories of like-minded souls who had experienced similar pleasures. I also never thought I'd be writing my own story as well, but hey! Here I am.

It's around this time that I found out about the Social Vibe. It caused such a stir that I had to try it out for myself. It wasn't my first toy either, but the thought of a toy combining my two favorite things in the world was more than enough for me to shell out the cash.

People and Exhibitionism. It was like a social media sex toy, and the thought alone was fucking wild. I had ordered it right away, as I assumed many others did. You didn't need to purchase the app, _that _part was free. However the toy itself was expensive. I think my bro gave me a few weird looks when he saw the package, but I just assumed that was because I almost never had anything shipped to our dorm.

I didn't _dare _to open it in our room. I wasn't about to share this part of my life with the bro, and I doubted he would be proud to hear how much money I had just dropped on a vibrator. So after most of classes let out I slipped out of my dorm and snuck on down to my usual stall. I don't think I need to tell all of you that this toy is /amazing/. This first session was just a trial run. Pairing to the correct device was easy when you set it to private mode. All you had to do was hit the flashing connect button on the app, and suddenly you were good to go. Three short buzzes lets you know that it's been paired, and from there your app is alit with a variety of new features. The amount of dials and settings is a bit overwhelming at first, but the one I was most interested in was the center control: a comedically large red button.

Here's the first nifty thing about this little application. That button? It's pressure sensitive. The harder you press, the faster it goes. It didn't take me long before my hips were rocking into the air, my moans unabated as my asshole (quite literally) throbbed.

To those of you that don't have an equine cock, let me just say that these things tend to get in the way. A lot. It's very rare that you can really let your cock hang out. Most of the time you're pressing a hand awkwardly against your shorts in class or trying to hide your enormous bulge from your brother, so when you get the chance to just... let it all hang out, it feels _real _good.

During my first test run I sat there for hours doing just that. I just stared at my cock, a goofy looking grin plastered on my face as I watched my member twitch and bob against my chest. The automatic modes proved to be just as effective as the manual button. I must have exhausted all the settings on the app in the first day, my abused prostate begging me for release by the end of the list. 'Jackhammer' was my favorite setting by far. I hadn't been prepared for it at first, the sensation setting my teeth on edge. However it was my own morbid curiosity that had me trying it again. It really was an intense sensation, my entire body shuddering beneath the intense vibration inside of me.

I'd like to say that it was the toy that made me orgasm that first night, but it wasn't. It was the sound of the bathroom door opening that made me cum. I remember revving the intensity of the vibrator as my cock seized, cum splattering my neck and chest in thick ropes. I'd also like to say that my orgasm was a quiet one, but I couldn't hold back as well. I heard the door swinging shut quickly as my whinny echoed through the stalls. Whoever had intruded was obviously smart enough to distance himself from me. I really didn't know what I would have done if the man had stayed. Sure, I'd probably just feel embarrassed and wait for him to leave. But another part of me /wished/ that he had stayed. I did my best to wipe the globs of cum off my chest as my vibrator hummed softly inside of me. The gentle buzzing against my prostate reminded me the other reason I had bought this device. When I returned to my dorm I was exhausted. I hardly noticed that my brother was currently in nothing but his boxers, my perverse thoughts drained from my brain.

The next week or so I was transfixed on the idea of someone walking in on me again. Fantasies of leaving the stall door open, waiting in anticipation for someone to finally walk in on me and see the state I was in. My daydreams were starting to get me in trouble as well, my shorts tenting in class and in my dorm. Sure I wasn't fantasizing about sucking my brother's cock anymore, but all I had managed to do was trade one set of dirty thoughts for another.

Sometimes I'd just sit and stare at the app, my thumb hovering over the Prey/Hunt option. The thought of someone, anyone, pairing with my toy... Well, that was an incredible thought. I mean, the app was _free _after all. There had to be someone else on campus who had it, right? The desire began to consume me. My 'private' sessions in my stall weren't enough anymore.

So here I am, sitting atop a park bench with my legs crossed. I'm still wearing that shit eating grin as well, only this time you should be able to understand why. You see, _I _have a secret. Not too long before I first sat down on that bench I felt a familiar rhythm resonate within me. Three soft buzzes, one after the other.

A phone had just paired with my toy... And I was _more _than ready.

I gripped my phone in one hand, the app open for me as well. I could see a foreign username at the top, displaying the name 'foxxyboy1345'. There was a series of numbers below his name that measured how far away the phone was from my toy. '2450'? I had no idea what measurement system they were in. Inches? Meters? Feet?

Bzzt

The sudden jolt surprised me, reminding me that the toy was still there. I realized that the button had changed slightly. 2494.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

Two gentle taps, as if the user was prodding me. Each time I watched as the number shifted. It seemed that the distance only updated when the user used the device. My entire body was shaking with anticipation, as the gravity of the situation settled over me.

Bzzzzzzzzzzt

The user's finger was glued to the button for a full minute, my toy sending its vibrations coursing through my lower half. The number on the phone was slowly decreasing. 2400... 2300... I stiffened as I watched a lone male turn the corner, his eyes glued to his phone. My mind began to jump to conclusions as I fidgeted on the bench. Could it be him?

No, it couldn't be. The number was too far away. I tried to calm down as I watched the fur pass but my heart rate refused to die down. A familiar bulge was starting to tent in my pants. I closed my eyes for a moment as I pressed a hand to readjust myself.

BZZT

I jumped at the sudden sensation, biting my lip as I did so. I opened my eyes to check the phone. 1943. He was definitely closer. My eyes scanned the perimeter as I sat there, my hands cupped over my groin as casually as possible. How obvious was I? Paranoia began to set in as a sharp laughter echoed behind me.

Bzzt Bzzt BZZZZZT

I stifled a groan as I turned around, the toy inside me sending shivers down my spine as I lock eyes with a young deer. She was sitting amongst her friends on another park bench, her laughter already fading as she glanced away. Had she been staring at me, o-or did she turn to look at me when I turned to look at her? Did she think I was acting strange? Oh god, did she know?

BZZZZZZZZZZZT

I didn't have time to worry about the question, let alone _think _as another jolt of sensations coursed through my rear. I couldn't help but grind my paws against my groin as the vibrations pulsed throughout me. My cock was already at full mast, it's bulge prominently displayed down the side of my pants leg for anyone to see. I did my best to cover it with my paw, but the urge to touch myself was overwhelming.

BZZT BZZT BZZT

Fuck, it was already at 1034. I closed my eyes and swallowed tightly as I ground my teeth together. My heart was racing, the sun beneath me beating down beneath me. Fuck, I was so sweaty. Why had I decided to wear a long sleeve shirt today? I debated getting up and moving somewhere else. Anywhere else, really.

BZZZZZT

1. If I stayed here, they'd find me. But that's what I wanted, right? That's why I let someone pair with me...

BZZT

1. Oh fuck, this felt too good. Did this person know what they were doing to me? Could they see me shuddering atop this bench? My eyes closed as I fondled myself?

BZZT

1. I shut my eyes tighter as the vibrations hits me again. It's humming faster now. I didn't want to open them, not yet. I didn't want to think of the people around me, o-or the pitter patter of passing footsteps. No, I-

BZZT

My self-control was fading fast. Maybe if I don't think about the people around me I could... Just maybe...

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT

I moaned under my breath as my prostate was assaulted with wave after wave of undulating vibrations. My cock throbbed in my pants as I squeezed myself. It was too late to move. I doubted if I could even stand up at this point. I was stuck here, completely at the mercy of whoever the fuck 'foxxyboy1345' was.

BZT BZT BZT BZT BZT

The assault was endless. I doubled over as I looked at my phone, one hand ever-pressed against my bulge. 200. They were fucking 200 away. I was leaking like crazy, my thigh and knee coated in my own slick pre as I glanced around me.

There was a fox there. Right in front of me. He was busily tapping away on his phone as he leaned against a wall.

Foxxyboy1345. This had to be him. The young man was neatly dressed, one hand tugging at his scarf as he busily tapped at his phone screen. Why was he wearing a scarf? It was way too hot out for something like that.

BZZT BZZT BZZT

It stayed at 200. The fox wasn't moving, as if testing his theory out. I grit my teeth as I stared at the vulpine. God damnit. This wasn't fair. He'd found me... Why was he just standing there. A part of me wanted to move. To stand up and wave at him. The other part of me knew that walking wasn't possible anymore. My legs had been reduced to jelly, my shaft trembling with need as my prostate was abused.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT

The user was pressing harder than they ever had. I shuddered, my entire body rocked from the inside out. Still at 200. God damnit! I wanted to shout at him, but I didn't know what to say. What could I say? For fucks sake, what had I gotten myself into?!

BZZT

The fox laughed from where he was standing, one hand on his hip as he brought the phone closer to his face. He was just going to keep toying with me, wasn't he? I started stroking my length through the jeans of my fabric. I realized that the only way I was going to get out of this was by ruining my clothing. The thought of having to walk back to the dorm with a wet stain painted down my inner thigh made me blush even harder.

I watched as the fox suddenly moved the phone to his ear and began talking, turning his attention away from me. He mouthed something, as if speaking to another person. My eyes widened as I wondered what the deviant was doing.

BZZZZZT

I glanced down at my phone. 20.

Wait. What?

BZZZZZT

I felt my cheeks clench instinctively as the harsh buzz coursed through my system once more. 15. The small number brought a chill to my spine. I glanced back up at the fox, eyes wide with fear. They weren't the one. But I... I thought...

"Yo." A deep voice called out from behind me.

Oh fuck. I knew that voice.

I turned my head slightly in time to see my brother sit on the bench next to me. His hands were in his sweater's pockets, his eyes staring at the fox in front of us.

"Kinda funny that there was an actual fox here, huh?" He asked casually, gesturing with one elbow towards the fox.

A million questions raced through my head as I stared at my brother. "Wha-"

BZZT

The sudden jolt of vibrations halted my sentence before it had even started. I squealed as I my voice trailed off, my thighs pressing together tightly as I tried to hide the convulsions.

"I thought that it'd be easier to sneak up on you if I used a different alias." He snickered, grinning at me widely.

"You knew?" I began, my muzzle trembling slightly. "Y-You planned-?"

BZZT

My words were stolen from me once more as another wave of pleasure crashed against my prostate. The stain drooling down my thigh had grown quite a bit. I would have moved a hand to cover it, but then my bulge would be prominently displayed for all to see... For my _brother _to see.

"I didn't plan anything, dude." The horse scoffed, still not turning to look at me. "You're just shitty at hiding secrets from your brother."

"S-So then..." I began, half fearing another button press.

"I saw you put it in your bag a few hours ago." He said, shrugging. "So I assumed that you were gonna use it."

"So you're telling me," I began, my entire body shaking in need, "that you're immediate reaction was to-"

BZZT

"Use the app and pair with you. Yeah." He nodded, sniffing slightly.

"That's fucking sick." I spat, an anger welling within me. Why hadn't he told me?

"Is it? Dude, you've been openly staring at me for the entire semester." He retorted, shaking his head. "You were practically drooling when I stripped in front of you that one time. Don't act like I didn't see all those boners you've been popping as well."

"So this entire time you've been... Teasing me?" The realization that all those agonizing weeks had been purposefully orchestrated made his stomach churn. "The slow stripping? Working out in the room in just your underwear? The banana?"

"The what?" He asked, turning to look at me in confusion. "Dude. That was just a banana."

I blushed as I listened to my brother laugh at my sexual frustration. "See, I knew you had the hots for me." He said, pulling a hand out of his pocket to scratch at his ear. "I just needed the proof."

"You d-don't have proof." I retorted, staring at my brother as he stood up.

I watched as the larger horse turned to stare at me, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"Hell yeah I do." He stated, pulling his phone out of his pocket. I watched as his thumb hovered over the big red button in the middle of the app. Before I could say anything, he slammed his digit down on the touch screen.

BZZZZZZT

I could feel my cock _throb _against the strained fabric of my jeans. God, it felt like my jeans were going to rip at any moment. I almost wished that they would, my fingers digging into its fabric in a desperate attempt to fulfill the fantasy.

"See, the _logical _thing to do in this situation would be to tell me to stop." He continued, leaning forward. I could hear the smug tone in his voice. Fuck, he was enjoying this as well. I watched with wide eyes as his thumb slowly raised over the button once more.

"But I haven't heard you object to this yet." He snickered as he spoke, as if he was _daring _me to object.

I opened my mouth to speak as I glared up at my twin. "I-"

BZZZZT

The horse had slammed his thumb back down on the button, his grin widening as he brought his free hand to my knee.

"You like this." He explained, his thumb stroking my trembling leg. "Fuck, I bet you've fantasize about us a lot, haven't you?"

I couldn't argue with him on that. It was true. All those times I had been in the stall... Ever since that person had hear me cumming... I had secretly hoped it had been my own brother. The ridiculous idea that he had somehow followed me to the stall and watched me come to orgasm time and time again had filled my thoughts for weeks now.

"Pervert." My brother smirked.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT

This was proving too much. I couldn't handle all of this new information, let alone the stimulus that was assaulting my system. I could do nothing but watch as my twin leaned over, his eyes lowering until they were level with mine. I couldn't help but return his gaze, my entire body trembling beneath his touch.

"Stop or Go, little brother. One word. That's all I need." He dared me to speak, his steady hand trailing up my thigh. It didn't take long before he was brushing his hand against my bulge, the foreign touch making my cock strain against his grasp. "Do you want me to keep going or do you want me to stop?"

I felt like this was a trick answer. It had to be. There was no way this was as simple as that. A-All this time, my brother had been teasing me? Had he been staring at me the same way I had been staring at him? O-Or maybe it was him who had the urges first. Maybe he had been trying to seduce me for years. Fuck, he had been teasing me since we were just cults... Fuck, I just thought he had been making fun of me! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Why hadn't I seen this coming?

"Well?" He asked, his eyes locked on mine.

"Go." I said through gritted teeth. Fuck it. Fuck it all. There was no denying that I wanted this. If my brother wanted to make me cum, then so be it.

"Yeah." He smirked once more, his hand gripping my length tightly as he spoke. "That's what I fucking thought."

He kept his digit pinned against the button now, a low hum thrumming against my prostate.

"I really didn't think my brother would be this kinky. But I guess perverts run in the family." He continued speaking, his hand petting the length of my bulge as he spoke. Every so often my cock would surge against its confines once more. Damnit, I wanted nothing more than to have his hand wrapped around my shaft. What I wouldn't give to just unzip my pants right here and now.

'What's stopping me' A voice in my head cooes. 'You could do that right now, in front of everyone. Who is holding you back? Your brother?'

The temptation alone was almost enough to bring me to action, my hands grasping at my sides in a desperate attempt to hold the thoughts at bay.

"Don't think that this is a one-time ordeal, either. This is gonna be up your ass a hell of a lot more often, you understand?" He snickered, bringing a hoofed foot up to rest of the park bench.

I nod eagerly as I press my hips against his touch. The humming was increasing in intensity as my twin's hand moved faster across my length.

"Always wondered what it'd be like to play with your ass." The horse mused to himself, tilting his head slightly as he spoke. "Didn't think it'd be this fun to watch you tremble."

I could feel rivulets of pre trailing down my calf. The sensation rumbling against my prostate was proving too much. I didn't care about the walk of shame back to our dorm. At this point I just wanted to cum, damnit.

"I want you to whinny." He said suddenly, the vibrations running through me suddenly slowing in pace.

I glanced at the crowd of furs walking past us. "But there are people around." I whispered, heat rushing to my cheeks.

"I don't give a shit. Whinny." He ordered, his fingers trailing over my medial ring as he spoke.

"I... Don't know if I can do that on command." That moment in the bathroom had really been a one-time thing. I mean, it wasn't like I had actually _planned _on it. I could feel a wave of stagefright coming on, my eyes darting to the numerous people passing by. I could feel their eyes on us. Were they wondering what we were going? Was my twin acting just as leering and seductive as I thought he was?

"Then you'll try. Do it for your brother, okay?" He raised his voice in a mocking tone as he continued to tease me, his hand still working magic over my cock.

"I might... Need a bit of encouragement." I said, my ears folding back.

"You didn't need my encouragement when you bought this toy, did you? You've been sitting on this park bench with a hard-on for how long now? Be honest with yourself, colt... You don't need my help to neigh. You bought this toy because you wanted other people to see you hot and bothered." The horse's voice was deep, his words undeniable. My eyes were wide with panic, my chest rising and falling with each throb of my cock. I felt him squeeze my shaft once more before removing his grip. "You got my attention, didn't you?"

I watched as my twin slowly guided my hand to his groin. I could feel the bulge of his package pressed tightly against my hand. Fuck, he was just as hard as I was. He guided my hand upwards, slipping underneath his clothing to run against the flesh of his erection. He was fucking huge, the warmth of his pole pulsing beneath my grip.

"You feel that?" He cooed, pressing his hips against my grip.

I nodded, my mouth suddenly feeling dry. "Y-Yeah."

"You want to feel that inside of you?" He asked, letting me freely stroke his cock. I couldn't stop my hand from exploring him. I'd dreamed of this for so long, and now... Fuck me, it was happening.

"P-Please." I begged.

"Then you'll whinny." He ordered, his hand suddenly pressing back against my member. "Right here."

I looked up at him with pleading eyes. I needed this, and if this is what it took... Damnit, I had to try.

I opened my mouth as I closed my eyes. My mouth was trembling, the thought of moaning in public causing me to freeze up. I tried to forget about the footsteps and the sound of people talking as I focused on how good the shaft in my hand felt. How much I _needed _to feel that cock inside of me. Just the thought of my brother mounting me in our dorm was enough to make my own length throb with need. My nostrils flared as the vivid picture assaulted my thoughts.

"Oohh." I moaned. It wasn't a whinny, but it was something. I didn't bother to open my eyes as I gripped his shaft tighter. In this moment, all I cared about was having that thing inside of me.

"That's it. Just like that." He murmered, his cock flexing beneath my touch.

"Ooohh." I repeated, my brow furrowing as I felt the horse's hand massage my own length.

If I had to neigh, then I could... Even if everyone on campus could hear. I didn't care anymore. If this is what it took to feel that pulsing mass inside of then goddamnit I was going to gonna do it. I took a deep inhale, my chest rising as I prepared to give it my best shot.

BZTZTZTZTZTZTZTZTZT

My eyes shot open as the toy inside of me pulsed with an intensity I'd felt before.

The jackhammer setting. He had set it on the fucking jackhammer setting.

I was caught completely off guard, my mind going blank as the sensations rocked through my body. I was fucking whinnying alright, my foot stomping against the ground as my prostate was assaulted by the rough vibrations. My high pitched neigh must've echoed across campus as my entire body shuddered with need. His grip around my cock was too much to bear, my eyes rolling up to look at the sky as my hips lurched into his hand.

I was cumming. Thick ropes of my seed shot forth from my flared shaft, as the wet warmth spread down my leg. This wasn't the first time I've coated the inside of my pants with my own seed, and I doubted it'd be the last. I was going to have to start bringing an extra change of clothes with me, wasn't I?

That really was my first thought after coming down from my orgasm. I didn't care about the eyes that were openly staring at me or my brother, no. I was more worried about my laundry than anything else. I felt like I should have been ashamed for what I just did, the obvious splatter of cum still running down my pants leg... Instead I just felt... Really good.

"You want me to run back to the dorm and grab you a change of clothing?" My brother offered, extending a hand out to help me onto my feet. "You can wait out in that bathroom you always sneak off to."

"Sure." I nodded, taking his hand in mine. Standing proved awkward, my legs still trembling beneath me. "Bring the lube as well."

"Bottom drawer, right?" He asked, one hand pressed against my back in case I collapse.

I laughed weakly. "Fuck, what don't you know?!"

"You can't keep secrets from your bro." He grinned, slipping his phone back in his pocket.

I think I'll end this story here. I did begin writing this to explain why I love the Social Vibe, but I guess I got a bit side tracked. Maybe I'll tell you a bit about some of our other escapades in a different thread, but this is all I feel like sharing right now.

This might get lost in the sea of other comments, but to anyone skeptical: Don't be. This is the best money I've ever spent. Seriously. Try it out.

TL;DR

10/10 sex toy. My brother fucks me every day of my life now