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The Honey Blonde

 [September 17th]

He'd taken the RA position for the perks; he wasn't weird like Sebastian on the floor below or power-hungry like Michael B on the floor above. He was just broke. It had turned out though that the perks were limited, and the responsibilities were unending. He was incredibly unpopular for breaking up parties and voicing people's noise complaints. His friends had all moved off campus at the end of Freshman year and Michael had seen them less and less, they all lived in a house together and often threw parties, when Michael attended it was awkward, to say the least as he tried to have a beer amongst glaring freshman who he'd given warnings to the week before. In his defence what sort of Junior party had freshmen?

So, naturally, on a Friday night, he was awake at four in the morning on his back to his room after sending a bunch of barely eighteen-year old's back to their dorms. He was nearly back at his room when he had to stop and lean against the wall rubbing his eyes tiredly, he thought he'd heard something. He waited, listening, hoping it was his sleep-deprived brain inventing it instead. A few seconds later two men appeared out of the mouth of the stairwell, one with pale skin and honey-coloured hair, and the other with warm brown skin and dark hair. They were clearly the source of the noise, talking loudly in the hall considering how early in the morning it was.

"Thank you so much for walking me home, I didn't realise it was nearly four am! You shouldn't walk back on your own, my roommate won't be here you can stay if you want," the tan boy offered, his hand was waiting on the handle, but his body facing the other as he spoke.

The other boy smiled softly, "It was my pleasure, Cal" the boy said chuckling softly, "but yeah, that'd be great I can't be fucked walking home,"

"Well come on into Chateau Hood," Cal laughed, opening the door finally and letting the other boy enter first. Before he followed him in, he looked over his shoulder, seemingly feeling Michaels' gaze on him, when they made eye contact he gave him a soft, crinkly eyes smile and then he disappeared into his dorm room.

Michael was blushing deeply realising he'd been caught watching the boys. It was worth it though because he'd gotten to see the boy's face, he had sweet, warm brown eyes and full pillowy lips all framed with a set of thick dark eyebrows. He had broad shoulders and strong arms that Michael was already imagining falling into and being held, firm and safe.

Even once he was back in his room Michael couldn't help but remember the deep brown chocolate pools, he felt as though he were wading through, they were warm and earnest and the sort of eyes that could break your heart, because surely when his words didn't match his feelings they would give him away. And the smile, well Michael had managed to convince himself that, that smile had never been produced or anyone else.

When he climbed back into bed hoping to get at least three hours sleep for his early morning class the moment replayed over and over again, slowly his focus changed. The beautiful eyes drifting to the back of his mind and the rest of him came into view. Slim waist, thick legs, clouding his mind. He turned onto his other side trying to shake the thoughts as his cock slowly hardened. It had been a while since he'd been laid and saying a while, he supposed was being generous. He tried to soothe the feeling by telling himself he'd call Luke the next day but that wasn't cutting.

He let a hand dive into his pyjama shorts and began to work himself through his briefs.

The brown skinned boy was standing shirtless in his door frame, three doors down from him and their eyes were locked. He beckoned Michael with his eyes, turning to walk back into his dorm room, Michael followed him transfixed. When he entered the room, he told him to come closer and he complied, the boy dropping to his knees as soon as Michael was close. Quickly pulling down his pants and briefs and licking up the underside of his hard cock, keeping eye contact the entire time, even as he began to take him all the way in, his nose brushing Michael's navel. He threaded his hand into the man's hair and held him steady as he started to shallowly thrust into his mouth, pulling his cock out to wipe the layer of spit against the other's cheek before sliding it back in and beginning to fuck his throat again, this time faster. The boy choked and his eyes watered still looking up at Michael-

He couldn't finish the thought as he came in his briefs, groaning as he realised if he didn't want to sleep in it, he'd have to go to the communal bathroom. With that came an overwhelming sense of embarrassment, he'd just come in his pants because I hot boy lived across the hall.