I wake up

I squint as the sun pierces through the blinds, allowing it to shine on my face. Waking me up from an extremely well deserved dream. I had been getting spit roasted by two rugby players. They had seen me as I was walking into the bar and they had to have me. They wasted no time in ripping off my clothes and bending me over. I was begging for them to fuck me, to do anything to me that would get me off. Just as they were pushing into me from both ends I could feel myself being pulled back towards reality. Leading to me being hard as a rock right now with no time to do anything about it.

My phone says it's 8:59, meaning I had one minute before my alarm went off anyway.

I pull myself out of bed and grab my towel. I shouldn't and wouldn't go to class dirty. I'm better than that.

I love having showers, feeling the warm water hit my body. If only I had someone to join me. I would love to have someone, any one here with me. Pushing me against the wall. Fingers grabbing my ass. I soap myself up paying special attention to my dick and my arse. You never know what will happen, maybe today is the day.

Stepping out of the shower and feeling the cool air touch my skin makes me shiver. I try to wrap the towel around my waist but my dick hasn't gone down yet. It's begging for attention but I don't have the time. Wrapping the towel around my waist the best I can, I brush my teeth and slip out of the bathroom.

When I come face to face with Ben. He's got his towel wrapped around his waist already, showing off an impressive body that I don't normally get to see much of. He stands at around 5 foot 11, only an inch smaller than me. His brown hair is swept in multiple directions, which I am putting down to bed head. The only thing odd right now is that he can't seem to look away.

"Hey dude you alright?" I ask, whilst taking in the sight before me.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good" he doesn't make any effort to move out of my way. His eyes are wandering over my body. This is unusual.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, yeah, just gotta shower" I must have been seeing things because I was sure I could see him getting bigger underneath his towel. Which can't have been the case, this guy has been capital S straight since the day that I met him.

"Sure" as I moved past him our shoulders brushed and it was as though a spark passed between us. I can't explain it but it felt good. I kept walking back to my room. When I got there I looked back and could have sworn I saw him looking at me before ducking into the bathroom.

I quickly chucked my clothes on, opting to wear a jockstrap in preparation for tonight's football meeting. You should always be prepared and have easy access that's what I told myself.

I grabbed my bag and left my room. As I passed the shower, all I could hear was moaning. Ben must have been jacking off in there. Was it because of me? No don't be stupid. I didn't have time to stick around if I wanted to be on time for class. I ran for the front door and left before I could change my mind.