Kris, the RA

Through his dorm room peephole, Max saw none other than Kris the RA. Once again, he barely got his towel wrapped around his bare ass before he heard "It's Kris! Coming in!" and the all too familiar jingling of keys. Before Max could even finish saying "Now isn't really a good time!", the door already burst wide open.

"Damn, boy, do you ever wear real clothes?" Max squirmed a little at that comment. Kris swaggered in, looking Max up and down, as if his room were her own.

"Well... I did kind of tell you it wasn't a good time." Max matter-of-factly stated.

"Look, I just need to talk to you real quick and then you can go back to 'whatever' it is you're doing in here butt ass naked. Get dressed and meet me down in the common room." Max tried to tell her to wait, but she had left just as quickly as she came in, leaving the door open behind her.

"Why did you even bother coming in here?" Max said under his breath. "Was she just hoping to see me naked?" His tiny towel came undone once again, like a bad joke that someone keeps telling over and over, and for a brief moment Max was flashing the hallway with his impressive manhood at half mast. Just his rotten luck as well that a pair of girls who lived on the same floor as him just happened to be passing by his door at that exact moment, giggling and wolf whistling at him. He quickly bent down to recover the towel and wrap it back around himself. He briefly contemplated borrowing something from Will, but that seemed like a bad idea considering they just made up this morning and Will was still on the fence about letting Max borrow any more clothes. He hated the idea, but without any of his own clothes to wear, it would be best if he just wore the towel downstairs. Max grabbed his keys and started heading downstairs, gripping his towel for dear life as he followed Kris down the hall.

Soon enough, he was standing in the common room. Kris was sitting on the couch.

"Max, are you sure you don't want get dressed? Truly, I can wait a minute or two for you to-"

Max cut her off. "Look, just please hurry with whatever this is so I can go back to my room."

"Alright, man. Take it easy. Just have a seat." Max sat down on the couch next to Kris. She scooched over and adjusted herself, turning towards him.

Kris cut to the chase finally. "Look, Will filed a complaint about you last night. He said you've been stealing his clothes and not returning them."

"I know. We talked about it. We patched things up, he said he's going to withdraw the complaint later tonight."

"That's good to hear, but obviously I can't take your word for it. Will isn't the only one, though. There have been a lot of rumors going around about you. Borrowing clothes, never returning them-"

"Look, I know none of you believe me, but I'm not-"

Kris interjected. "Listen, nature boy, I'm not here to judge! You keep doing you. Nobody is complaining about that, believe it or not. The problem is the alleged stealing. Now, I can make most of these type of complaints go away because I like you, but official allegations of theft by a roommate? That's the kind of thing I can lose my job over. So if what you're saying is true, I'm going to wait until Monday to submit this complaint to my boss just in case, and if Will really does come up to me and tell me he wants to withdraw it, I'll consider the matter resolved. But if someone else comes to me about you stealing clothes before Will withdraws this, it'll be out of Will's hands. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"You mean Will can't withdraw the complaint if someone else tells on me?"

"That's exactly what I mean. At that point, it's not a rumor anymore, it's a statement and that's evidence for the complaint against you. It's out of mine and Will's hands. So maybe it's best if you wear your own clothes for the time being. If it's laundry day or something for you and that's why you're down here like this, I suggest you use at least use a bigger towel, cuz I can totally see your balls right now." Max looked down. She was right, his balls were peeking out from underneath his towel. He panicked and stood up. As he stood up though, he had a horrifying realization about his current situation; the edge of his towel was caught in the metal frame underneath the pillows. And with how tiny it was and with him standing, he could only hold up half of it to cover his dick. He was currently mooning the rest of the common room.

"Man, I really hope you do work things out with your roommate, cuz I love having you around, nature boy. Want me to help you with that?" Kris was practically purring her lips as she said that.

"Yes, please." Max whimpered, rather pathetically.

Kris reached down between the couch cushions. Max felt the moment that she freed his towel from the clutches of the metal frame. She pulled her hand out, keeping her hold on the other end of the towel.

"Thank you. You can let go now. Please." Max practically begged.

"Where would be the fun in that?" As Kris said that, she yanked the towel out of his hands, leaving him completely bare assed in the common room. He covered his dick with his hands as quickly as he could.

"Relax! I'm just teasing you." She tossed the towel back to him at chest level. He had to use his hands to catch it, leaving his manhood completely exposed for a brief moment.

She leaned in and whispered in his ear. "You know, you don't have to try so hard to pretend you don't like it. Why else would you come down here like that?" Her hot breath on the nape of his neck sent chills through his body.

She slapped his ass as she walked past him towards the door. His knee jerk reaction to grab his ass caused his towel to fall down again. He could barely keep this damn thing on!

"See you later, Tarzan. We should hang out some time. Clothing optional." She walked back upstairs and disappeared.

Max sighed with relief that this strange 'come to jesus' meeting was finally over, and he hadn't even lost his towel even though he came close. But now he was just standing in the common room nearly naked, with an erection no less from Kris's bizarre flirting with him. That was probably some kind of HR violation, but he honestly didn't *hate* the attention, he just hated being naked in public. Soon, he snapped back to reality and made his way back to his dorm room lest he tempt fate even further and lose even the comforting lie of modesty that the towel provided him when it wasn't pooled around his ankles or caught in some contraption.

When he finally made it back to his room, he flopped back onto his bed and let his towel come undone, exposing his bare cheeks to the empty room as he checked his phone. He received a message from Will:

"Hey Max! The girls ended up inviting me to go watch a movie and we're gonna grab lunch right after. Probs won't be back til like 3 or 4."

Max couldn't even bring himself to get angry at this point. He figured this was just the universe conspiring to keep him naked for as long as possible.

"No worries! Have a good time."

Max's stomach growled. He contemplated borrowing Will's clothes again before pushing the thought out of his mind. He didn't want to have to explain to his family that not only did he get expelled for stealing but that he also somehow had lost every single piece of clothing he owned. He just had to hope Will would bring back some leftovers.