Best to get moving

Letting out a long sigh Cody slumped against the door and slid slowly to the floor until his bare rump reached the ground. He still wasn't at all thrilled at the idea of shared showers or bathrooms, it was even one of the reasons he chose to move here instead of going to a dorm, but it was really no use in whining about it now. He was probably overreacting anyway. Then again... It looked like Sam had her own bathroom here in her room. He could always change his mind on her offer. If nothing else it would give him the privacy to clean himself in peace once in a while. Sure, it might be using her a bit but she'd be using him for sex anyway, right? Yeah, that would probably be a pretty good-

ting~

The tone of a text message received snapped Cody from his thought. Scrambling up from his spot on the floor he made his way to the nightstand that currently held his phone. The message was from Sam of all people, as if she had known he was thinking about her!

"Hey nerd. Hope you don't mind but I changed the wallpaper on your phone. Thought you might appreciate it! -Sam" it read.

With a slight feeling of dread Cody went to the homescreen of his phone and- Yup. Sure enough his wallpaper now featured the candid shot of Sam's dick nuzzled halfway between his lips and with Cody gazing up at the camera like a deer in headlights.

Nope! Not staying with Sam. That settled that.

Feeling there was no point in sticking around any longer he began to gather his discarded clothing from the floor and dressing him. He still had the lingering scent of sex stuck to his skin, as well as actual dried remains stuck to it as well, and wearing day old clothing wasn't exactly a comfort. This must be the infamous Walk of Shame he'd heard about, only instead of walking to his own home he was about to make his way to a new room in a house he'd only just moved into. It didn't matter though. The plan was just to dart to his new room as inconspicuously as possible, raid his bags for his new clothes and shower supplies, and with any luck slip into a shower stall without drawing the attention of any other resident. Checking the paper again to be sure he knew the correct room number for his destination, Cody took a breath and darted from Sam's room.

In hindsight he probably didn't need to dash from hiding spot to hiding spot quite like he did or to creep up the stairs like a home invader. If anyone had actually been present to see him then he'd have looked like the world's worst ninja behaving like a kid on a sugar rush. Fortunately for him and his lingering dignity the mansion seemed largely empty for the time. Before long Cody had safely arrived at his room without encountering a single soul. Giving a last conspiratorial peek over his shoulders he slipped his key into the lock and opened the door.

It was true that his room didn't have a shower but despite what he had thought he might be stuck with the room far surpassed his expectations. In terms of actual size it was actually a little larger than Sam's had been and unlike hers he had been given a corner room with two massive windows that overlooked the expansive grounds behind and the side of the house. The current decor was somewhat simple, with little to decorate the walls or dressers, but he recalled the clear instructions from Vivian that he was free to decorate however he pleased. For furniture he had an inviting queen sized bed in the corner of the room and on the opposite wall was a dresser large enough to hold any clothing he may have, as well as a walk-in closet just beside it. A modern computer desk was also there for his use. Hell, they'd even taken the time to set up his computer from the box he'd shipped ahead of his arrival! Finally the house had even been so generous as to provide a flat-screen TV the was mounted on the wall across his bed. Yeah, this was by far better than room he could possibly get in a dorm.

Cody gave a content sigh as he flopped onto the bed, his own bed, and remarked on the comfort of its mattress. All of his bags had been placed neatly by the closet for him to unpack at his leisure. Maybe this might not be as bad as he'd thought it would be after all. It wasn't until a passing whiff of himself hit his nose that he remembered he still needed to wash up and get into a change of clothes. The only problem was whether he wanted to chance his luck to get an empty stall now or wait it out until he was certain they would be empty.