Chapter One: Moving Day
Moving day at the dorms is always fun and also nerve-wracking. Glennon Hall is a mixed class dorm where freshman, sophomores, juniors, and seniors all are intermingled. It’s meant to promote mentorship and solidarity. It’s a good idea but most juniors and seniors don’t stay in the dorms. They often find off campus apartments. But still, some stay in the dorms with the freshmen and sophomores.
Tyler has lived in Glennon Hall every year and never had an urge to move off campus. He’s a confident, presents as cocky, but truly kind senior that knows campus and the dorms very well. It’s his comfort zone, and he’s become a popular and respected figure in the hall. If the RAs aren’t helpful, people go to Tyler. He’s always friendly and happy to lend a hand, but also doesn’t often take part in the parties and large events. He likes to take a more calm approach to his days and nights. It might be why his psychology major is turning into a counseling or pre-med decision point to continue his caring ways next year. But first, to finish undergrad and today Tyler finds out who he gets as his new roomie.
Ben is a nervous wreck. He regrets having convinced his parents to let him move by himself so he could be independent and not get embarrassed. Instead, he feels scared and alone on his first day away from home. School isn’t the fear, he’s crazy smart. Becoming an independent adult isn’t a fear either as he’s going to do just fine for himself as a biochemical engineering and physics double major. The fear is the students. Living with another guy. Sharing a bathroom with 20 guys. It all gives him flashbacks to high school locker rooms with assholes teasing him and poking his stomach humiliating him. He can’t get a note to skip gym or avoid changing in the locker room here. He gulps and pushes his cart loaded with boxes to his assigned dorm hall and looks at each door in search of his room number. He navigates the busy halls and crowd by a bulletin board with notices of campus clubs and intramural sports signup sheets and notices not to masturbate in the showers. Ben cringes at the notice and fears the type of guys he’ll share showers with.
Tyler breaks down his boxes having unpacked when the door swings open. He turns to see a short chubby guy backing in pulling his cart. He couldn’t be more than 5 foot 7 and maybe 220 pounds with medium length wavy/messy brown hair. Tyler jolts over to help and pulls the cart through the door and turns to introduce himself, “Hey, I’m Tyler.” He extends his hand.
Ben stumbles back a bit as the cart is pulled inside with ease. He turns toward the voice and extended hand and freezes. Holy fuck. Ben dreads his new roommate then nearly 6-foot-tall obvious jock with his strong build and short gelled red hair perfect goddam smile and strong arms with long tattoo up his right arm. Ok, the tattoo is interesting and cool, but FUCK why a jock? “Hi I’m Ben.” He says quietly reaching out to shake hands. Looking Tyler up and down in his sneakers basketball shorts and sleeveless shirt, yup, definitely a jock.
“Great to meet you, Ben. Guess we’ll be rooming together this year. I got here early so I’m all unpacked. I hope you don’t mind I set up on this side already. I’m happy to help you unpack these boxes.” Tyler picks up a box offering to assist.
“Umm, no, that’s cool. I uh can get it myself.” Ben doesn’t want to get on the jock’s bad side and owe him anything and definitely don’t want him going through his stuff so he can make fun of them.
Tyler sets the box back down and nods. “Ok no problem, you’re new to campus. Probably wanna get a feel or your new place and settle in. How bout I get out of your hair and let you settle. “Tyler goes over to the desk at the foot of the bed on his side of the room and scribbles something on a post-it. “Here’s my cell number if you need anything. I’m gonna go to the union and hang for a bit and give you a little space. How bout I get us a pizza tonight and we can get to know each other a bit…?” Tyler tilts his head nudging for a yes.
What’s his deal? Ben takes the post-it and nods.
“Perfect. I’ll let you settle, and I’ll be back with pizza around 5. That should give you plenty of time to get all unpacked.” Tyler smiles and heads out the door softly closing it behind him.
Ok, so Ben isn’t the type to invade anyone’s privacy but as he unpacked his things on his side of the symmetrical room, he kept feeling the urge to check out what Tyler was all about. He fought the urge and continued to unpack.
The room was tight but had a perfect pair of twin beds, decent sized dresser and bookshelf combo, small desk, and tiny closet. Tyler had already claimed the right side which shared the outer wall of the building, smart. Ben will share a wall with the next room. There are also dual end tables between the two beds with a window over them looking out onto campus. A tight fit for sure to have all that furniture and two guys. If they both stood at their bed sides, they’d bump into each other. This is going to suck.
By the time Ben finished unpacking the room felt cramped with boxes so he stacked them back on the cart and pushed it out into the hall where boxes and carts were being collected. Much better. A clean and full room. Sure hope this guy isn’t a slob. Ben takes a seat on his bed and looks at Tyler’s side and the urge returns. Ok, just a peak. He opens the end table drawers which clearly is being used as underwear drawer. Briefs, really? Ok. Tank tops, that’s going to be distracting. Bottle of lube, gross. Ben closes the drawer and opens the bottom one. Phone chargers, some random cords, leather strappy thing with some silver loops, a weight belt? Fucking jock assholes.
Ben stands up and scopes out the rest of Tyler’s stuff. Desk seems pretty normal with office supplies. Dresser containing nicely organized clothes, under a stack of pants a weird leathery blue and black mask almost feels like a wet suit, is he a swimmer or something? Closing the drawer and moving to the bookshelf. A few psych books and a stack of towels and a toiletry bag with toothbrush, paste, floss picks, hair gel. Hmmm, standard jock. Maybe it won’t be terrible. He tried being nice. Ben laid down on his bed listening to the commotion in the halls outside go from chaotic to white noise to silence.
The door swings open and Tyler walks in with a pizza box and a couple bottles of soda. He looks at the room for a moment taking in the look and feel of how both their stuff is situated. He smiles and kicks the door shut behind him. “Alright Ben. How was your first day? You find everything?” Tyler pulls a desk chair out and uses it to sit the pizza box on and hands Ben one of the two sodas.
Ben sits up in his bed, now trapped with the chair and pizza blocking the exit from between the two beds. “Yeah, it was alright I guess.” Ben opens the bottle and takes a drink.
“Miss home already?” Tyler tries to get him to open up as he’s clearly not as excited as anyone else on moving day. When Ben shrugs at the question Tyler doesn’t accept it. “Look, we’re gonna be living together in this tiny place for the next 9 months. I know it’s scary being a freshman and can be scary living away from home with 19 strange dudes on this floor alone. I’ve been there, done that. This is my senior year and I know the lay of the land. I’m happy to help you acclimate and figure things out here. We can be strangers and never talk or we could get to know each other and even become friends here.”
Ben was listening but also not. The words were a bit of a blur as he looked over Tyler’s athletic frame, but the meaning of what he was saying hit home. This guy isn’t a jock. Not sure what the fuck he is. He’s too nice, and suddenly his body doesn’t look so jock-ish. More fucking amazing. This dude is looking like that and is being nice to a fat shy nerd? Ben shifted from being a resistant sarcastic defensive grump angry at being roomed with a jock asshole to being slightly more relaxed and receptive guy who got lucky to room with a hot nice guy. Oh fuck! He’s hot. This is going to be dangerous.
A long silence confuses Tyler but he’s ok waiting for a reply. During the silence he sees the wheels turning in this cute messy haired nerd in front of him. He’s so quiet and shy and adorable, but dang is he closed off. During the silence there’s a shift in his posture and finally, words.
“I’m sorry” Ben says softly. “I’m just not good around other guys. I got bullied a lot, so I guess I’m just defensive.”
“Damn man, I’m sorry you dealt with that.” Finally, some progress. “You don’t gotta worry about that from me. Whoever you are is awesome and I’m excited to get to know who that person is.” Tyler leans back against the wall on his bed and takes a bite of pizza. “And if anyone gives you any flack, you tell me, and I’ll take care of that shit quick.”
Ben laughed and relaxed grabbing a slice.
They spent the next couple hours talking and exchanging stories. Ben learned of Tyler’s passions for helping people and his life on campus becoming a sort of big man on campus. Tyler learned about Ben’s fucking genius which mostly went over Tyler’s head, but he loved how passionate he was about it all. They found a shared love of sci-fi movies and dogs.
Tyler looked at his phone and got out of his bed “Getting late, I’m gonna get rid of this box and get a shower. You should do the same while it’s dead cuz it’s gonna get really busy in about 20 minutes.” He closed the box and rolled the chair back to his desk, walked over to his shelf grabbing a towel and his toiletry bag.
Ben sat up “Oh ok, yeah I guess I’ll do that.” Shit. Shower. Ben watched Tyler leave the room. Ok, 20 minutes before it gets busy. Quick in and out. Ben grabbed his bathroom bag. He pulls out a pair of swim trunks and a quickly changes into them and a t-shirt, grabs his towel and toiletry bag and follows after Tyler.
Tyler dumps the pizza box in the trash and heads into the bathroom. It’s a very wide-open bathroom with a row of lockers separating stalls and urinals on the left and a row of 10 open showers with curtains for privacy and a row of sinks on the back wall. There are benches on either side of the middle lockers. Tyler tosses his towel on a bench and undresses. He puts his clothes in a ball next to the towel and takes the middle shower with his bag. He rinses himself off while brushing his teeth. A quick scrub and rinse and he’s good to go. Having been here a few years he had a routine and knew how to get in and out easy enough and never used the lockers. Just no worry about being here long enough to have stuff swiped. He steps out of the shower and walks over to the sinks where he sets the bag down and flosses his teeth.
Ben walks in and put his towel on a hook next to the showers and steps in wearing his shirt and trunks. He sees Tyler standing at the mirrors butt-ass naked. Fuck. He quickly averts his gaze and goes into the shower.
Tyler sees Ben in the mirror go in wearing the shirt and shorts and sighs. He packs his stuff in the bag and walks over to Ben “Come on bud, you gotta get a real shower. You can’t be wearing that getup every time for the next year.”
Ben looks at this figure in front of him just standing there with no fucking shame with his perfect creamy white skin with perfectly located and portioned patches of red hair on his chest, naval, arms, legs, and oh fuck perfectly trimmed and groomed pubes. He’s not ripped sat all like the asshole jocks, but well-built and strong with just enough definition in all the right places. Of course, he’s confident walking around naked.
Ben hangs his head and blushes “I wouldn’t have a problem if I looked like you. I’m a fat hairy loser.”
Tyler puts a hand on Ben’s shoulder “Don’t say those things about yourself. That’s bullshit. Now, you got about ten more minutes before it gets busy in here. Now close the curtains here, take of those trunks and shirt, hand em over and get a real shower. You can cover up with the towel and come back to the room and no one is gonna see you. I’ll bring your clothes back with me.”
Ben sighed, closed the curtain, took off the trunks and shirt and handed it to Tyler and began to quickly and nervously clean himself.
Tyler took the clothes, walked over to the bench to grab his things, wrapped a towel around his waist and went out in the hall toward their room.
Ben washed and rinsed lightning fast and grabbed the towel and wrapped himself before opening the curtain. He quickly scurried back to the room.
Tyler barely got into the room and tossed Ben’s clothes on his bed before Ben was already in the door and closing it behind him. Tyler turned to see Ben’s dripping wet hairy body with towel around his waist. “Bud, you gotta stay there long enough to dry a little and not get our floor wet.”
Ben looked at the dripping wet floor. “Oh sorry.” He quickly grabbed another towel off his shelf and put it on the floor and stood on it and a third towel and started wiping his hair face and body.
Tyler watched the frantic performance. He’s thick and chubby sure, but not fat. Stocky, maybe? Yeah, stocky. Light brown hair covers his tummy and chest and around his nipples, up and down his arms and legs. Tyler smiles watching and then interrupts “Three towels for every shower is gonna be a challenge. I hope you take a little more time in there next time.”
Ben looks at the three towels and is humiliated by his own fear. He hangs his head and tears fill his eyes.
Tyler steps in. “Woah, buddy, come here.” He gently guides Ben to his bed and sits Ben down, towel covering him from the waist down. Tyler, in his towel, crouches down to eye level sitting on his heels. “I’m sorry if I said something to upset you. I just want to help.”
Ben sniffles embarrassed.
“Listen, I go take my shower every day same time cuz I know I have the bathroom to myself. You go same time, and nobody is gonna see you or embarrass you. You can close the curtain for extra privacy just in case and I’ll even hang out til you’re done if you want to make sure nobody gives you any trouble. Tonight, you just got nervous. Next time you won’t need three towels.”
Ben laughs a little and wipes his tears away.
“Plus, I don’t know why you’re embarrassed. You have a great body.” Tyler smiles and pats Ben on the arm. “Wanna watch a movie on my laptop with me?”
Ben nods.
Tyler stands back up and grabs a pair of underwear from his drawer, dropping his towel and stepping into the briefs.
Ben sees Tyler’s perfect ass and hanging cock up close as he pulls up the briefs. He gulps nervously. “Yeah, a movie would be cool.”
“Great.” Tyler puts on a tank-top and walks over to his desk and grabs his laptop.
Ben grabs a pair of boxer briefs and slides into them and pulls them up under the towel before dropping the towel. He puts on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt when Tyler sits on Ben’s bed in his briefs and tank. “Ok, here’s what I’ve got. You pick the movie.” Tyler holds up his laptop for Ben to choose.
Ben looks and immediately is struck by the background behind the window with movie options. A pride background? He’s gay? No. An ally? Yeah, that would make sense. Psych major, kind. Yeah, he’s an ally. Why the background on personal laptop then?
“Anything look good?”
“Oh um, yeah, this looks good.” Been points at a random movie on screen.
“Great. I’ll get it started.” Tyler stands up and positions the laptop on a desk chair as he did with the pizza and lays down on his bed above the covers.
Ben, mind racing, gets under his blankets and positions himself to watch the movie.
Tyler hits a switch and turns out the lights leaving only the glow from the screen.
Ben faces the laptop but stares at Tyler laying on his bed. Ben’s eyes focus on the bulge in his briefs. Briefs show a bulge on anyone but of course Tyler’s is prominent. Fucker must be like 4 or 5 inches hanging soft. Goddamit, watch the movie. If he is gay, the briefs would make sense. But I don’t wear briefs. Watch the movie. Did he say I have a great body earlier? WATCH THE MOVIE.
Tyler lays in bed watching the movie on his laptop but is distracted when Ben appears to be shifting and the look on his face appears perplexed but in the dark is unclear what he must be thinking. Poor guy, he’s having such a hard time with this move. His skin was so soft and fuck that furry body. No, just watch the movie. He’s got a perfect fucking figure, totally my type. No, he’s your roommate, just watch the movie. I mean would it be the worst thing to mess around or even date your roommate? YES, it would, stop thinking like that. Oh, but I bet he’d feel so good to hold with that furry body. Great now I’m getting fucking hard. WATCH THE MOVIE.
Ben adjusts his pillow and tries to watch the movie when his stare goes back to Tyler’s crotch. Is he getting hard? There’s nothing sexual on the screen. Is it just like a random hardon. It’s fucking thick, god that would feel good. Stop it, he’s not gay. Would he be a top if he were gay? Briefs say he’d be a bottom. What does that matter, he’s a fucking stud he’s never fuck me. He was totally watching me dry off, wasn’t he? There are chubby chasers. Ugh he’s not gay. Was the wetsuit mask thingy a bondage kinda thing? No, bondage stuff isn’t blue. Holy shit the weight belt was a harness. He’s totally gay. What was the blue mask thingy then? No, I’m imagining things.
Tyler sits up and turns on the light. “What’d you think?”
Fuck the movie is already over. “It was good.” Thank god I’ve seen it before.
Tyler closes the laptop and puts it back on his desk and sits on his bed.
Ben sits up. I gotta know, just ask. I can’t just ask. Well say something “Do you lift weights?”
Tyler chuckles “No. I mean I work out a little but not a ton. Why?”
It’s a goddam harness. He’s fucking gay. Do straight guys wear harnesses? Shit, do they? He’s straight. Ugh! Ben blurts out, “I’m gay” and freezes. Fuck why did I do that?
Tyler laughs, “I know. But hey that’s the loudest you’ve spoken. Are you finally not so shy?”
Ben looks back at Tyler confused, “You know? How did you know that?”
“Ok back to normal quiet voice.” Tyler smiles at the shy Ben, “I just know. I’ve got a really good gaydar. Kinda wasn’t a question for me. Is that why you’ve been nervous, you were afraid how I’d respond?”
“Kinda”
Tyler’s gut sinks, feeling awful. Tyler loses his calming tone and begins to nervously ramble “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to make you uncomfortable. Like you’re really cute and totally my type but I wasn’t at all hitting on you or trying to make anything happen with the talk about the showers or anything. I seriously just wanted to help. I’d never try to make a move on you if you didn’t want. I’m not that kinda guy. Fuck I’m so sorry I made you feel like that all day.”
Ben stares with jaw dropped and trying to process the fast-talking word vomit that just occurred. “You’re gay?”
Tyler stops rambling. “Yeah. You didn’t know that?”
“But you’re all jock-y and manly”. What the fuck, did I really just say that? What does that even mean? How homophobic was that?
“You’re ‘manly’ and you’re gay.” Tyler tilts his head confused. If he didn’t know, what was he afraid of? And I just told him he’s my type. Great, ughhh.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just.” Ben pauses not sure where to go from here or how to explain himself. Wait….” Did you say I’m your type?”
Tyler takes a deep breath and composes himself, “Ok let’s take a minute and just lay it out since we were both obviously very confused and not on the same page.”
Ben calmed by Tyler’s tone just lets it out “Ok. I told you I’ve been bullied, and I was afraid of you being an asshole jock. I looked in your drawer, I’m sorry, and saw a weight belt but then when you were super nice to me I got confused” While Ben confesses, Tyler smiles and sits on Ben’s bed next to him, “and suddenly I didn’t see you as a jock but a really hot nice guy and I’ve kinda been in my own head debating if maybe you’re gay and maybe that was a harness not a weight belt and then you said I’m your type and does that mean you like me or just a nice comment.” Ben is breathing quickly with his words.
Tyler interrupts and rubs Ben’s shoulder, “Woah, ok. Slow down, breath. Take a break.” Tyler calms Ben down until his breathing steadies. “I’ll go now. I knew you were gay, but that didn’t matter to me when I saw you struggling. I offered help regardless of your orientation. So, all that being nice was just me being me. Getting to know you and yes, seeing your body, I 100% am attracted to you and think you’re sexy as hell. When you told be you’re gay I was worried you thought I was taking advantage of you struggling to adjust. So now that I know that isn’t the case, I can simply tell you yes, that’s a harness. I forgive you for snooping. And I’m very attracted to you and only didn’t say anything sooner because we’re roommates and don’t want to make it awkward.” Tyler looks off into nowhere to think, “I think that’s everything. All caught up.”
Ben’s breathing stabilized but still had an unanswered question, “So what do we do now?”
Tyler smiles and let’s go of Ben’s should, now just sitting on the edge of the bed, “I’m not totally sure, but I suppose we should decide if we should make this purely a friends and roommates things to avoid awkwardness or if we gamble things get awkward.”
Ben adjusts and sits up “It’s gonna be awkward no matter what after this mess.”
“Ok so which would you prefer?”
“I mean in an ideal world instead of this whole embarrassing awkward conversation you would’ve just fucked me after pizza” Ben laughed awkwardly.
Tyler laughs and bites his lower lip, “That’s an honest response. I appreciate that, but I honestly prefer it happened the way it did.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Consent is sexy and without this whole awkward mess we wouldn’t really know where we each stand. So now that we do, what do you want?”
Ben blushes “That” Ben looks down at Tyler’s bulge.
Tyler smiles, laughs, and stands up.
Ben panics. What did I say? Shit. I fucked up.
Tyler reaches over and hits the light switch and turns back to Ben, pulling the blanket aside and getting in with him. He places his hand on the side of Ben’s face and kisses him deeply and passionately.
Ben melts in Tyler’s hands. All his nerves calm and he feels truly at home locked in this kiss. His cock hard and leaking precum in his boxer briefs as he begins to explore Tyler’s body. Tyler breaks the kiss briefly to pull off his shirt and allow Ben to explore without a barrier. Ben feels every inch of Tyler’s back and then his strong arms and to his stomach and firm chest. Ben moans into the kiss and continues moving both hands all over Tyler’s perfect skin.
Tyler pulls back from their kiss and lifts Ben’s shirt off. Now Tyler begins to explore. His hands roaming Ben’s belly and running his fingers through his fur. Tyler kisses down Ben’s neck to his chest. Kissing and rubbing his face all over his hairy body. He makes his way to Ben’s nipple and gently sucks making ben gasp and moan softly. Tyler focuses attention here awhile enjoying the reaction it creates before eventually kissing down Ben’s tummy and then sitting up and stepping off the bed. Tyler pulls Bens legs over the edge of the bed and pulls down Ben’s shorts and underwear. Ben blushes and his body tenses again being exposed.
Tyler positions himself on his knees next to Ben’s bed, lifts Ben’s legs up onto his shoulders and gently licks Ben’s hairy ass. Ben trembling. Tyler’s tongue roams and finds his tight rim and circles. Ben moans still trembling. Tyler lifts his head “You ok?”
Ben nods his head “y-yes”
Tyler returns to Ben’s tight hole and gently pushes his tongue inside.
“Ohhh” Ben gasps and moans clutching his sheets.
Tyler’s tongue gets clamped down on as he gently probes further. Ben’s cock pours precum and it flows down his shaft. Tyler withdraws his tongue and resumes eating Bens furry ass. Ben’s trembling calms. Tyler doesn’t push it; he lifts his head and kisses Ben’s thick thigh and lowers his legs to either side and Tyler grips Ben’s thick wet five-inch cock in his hand and begins to rub up and down.
Ben’s breathing speeds up and groans with each thrust of Tyler’s hand. Tyler feels Ben’s legs start to flex and he quickly lowers his head and sucks Ben’s cock in his mouth and bobs up and down. Ben instantly erupts, filling Tyler’s mouth. He can barely swallow before his mouth is filled again and again and again. Tyler keeps jerking Ben and raises his head unable to take the last few spurts in his mouth. Ben finishes cumming and his whole body goes limp. Tyler smiles and climbs back up on top of him and kisses him deeply.
They reposition to both get into Ben’s bed and Tyler holds Ben in him arms cuddling and kissing gently.
Ben pulls back “What about you?”
“Don’t worry about me. You’re not ready yet.” Tyler strokes Ben’s furry body with his hand, “I’m plenty happy.”
“How’d you know?” Ben asked shyly.
“That you’re a virgin? I could feel you were nervous so either you’re a virgin or you’re just not ready to go that far with me. Either way is just fine.” Tyler circles his fingers around Ben’s nipples as he talks.
“Sorry, I want to be ready. I just haven’t before.” Ben apologizes wishing he could’ve had his first time tonight.
“Well, you’re no virgin anymore.” Tyler smiles. “And we can work up to that when you’re ready.” Tyler squeezes Ben tightly and pulls up the blankets.
After a few minutes of enjoying cuddling and having fully caught his breath Ben turns his head to Tyler, “What is the wet suit mask thingy?”
“The what?” Tyler asks confused.
“The black and blue thing in your dresser that feels like a wet suit.”
“Ok, no more snooping.” Tyler laughs. “Ever heard of a pup?”
“A what?”
Tyler laughs “That’s a conversation for another time.” He kisses Ben deep ending the discussion and cuddling him to sleep.