“Ugh, I’m beat.” Trevor dropped his backpack as soon as he walked through the door.

Where I’d taken an easy course load, Trevor was still the overachiever. He’d returned from classes every day since the second week of school, complaining about how tired he was. I wished I could say that was because we were fooling around all night, but the truth was both of us were having a hard time acclimating to our new schedules. Neither of us wanted to sleep on our own, but a twin bed wasn’t exactly designed for two grown men to share. There were a lot of misplaced elbows and knees causing unpleasant sleep interruptions.

Seth and his roommate, Gibson, were both headed home for the weekend. Trevor asked if I wanted to head out, too, but I was selfish. We’d driven home almost every weekend for the past month, but this weekend I wanted him to myself.

He’d always been so closed off in high school, but now, he was a beautifully frustrating social butterfly. The upside of him dragging me from place to place was I got to see his transformation first-hand. His mom had even demanded to speak to me during one of their nightly calls because she was certain he’d been exaggerating how much time we were spending with classmates and new friends.

“You want to head down to the dining hall or call for pizza?” He really did look ready to fall over, which was why I suggested the option that’d allow us to stay here. He could grab a shower to rinse off the funk of the day, a necessity when it was two-thousand degrees with five-hundred percent humidity. “Air you could wear” is what Gran would’ve called it. So far, it seemed everything we’d heard about the weather being more pleasant along the coast was complete and utter bullshit. Hell, it’d been too hot this week to go down and enjoy the beach, and I didn’t think that was even possible. This late in the season, it should’ve been cool enough for a sweatshirt, but I was cursing the fact the university frowned on attending classes naked. I was beginning to think it’d still be close to ninety degrees for Halloween in a couple of weeks.

“Pizza. Definitely a pizza night,” he told me, already rummaging through his drawer for clothes. I preened a bit, happy that we’d fallen into this totally natural routine where we knew what the other was going to do before they did it. “Get the veggie tonight. It’s too hot for meat.”

I sniggered because, even though we’d celebrated our nineteenth birthdays last month, I was still a teenage boy at heart. Unable to resist the temptation to be totally immature, I moved behind him and ground the semi-hard dick I always had when he was around against his ass. “Does that mean you’re on a completely meat-free diet for the night?”

“No, just meat that’s been ground to a pulp and cooked at four-hundred degrees,” he responded without missing a beat. He paid my current predicament no attention and disappeared into the bathroom.

Knowing we were alone, I was tempted to follow him to see what he’d do if I offered to scrub his back. I stayed in the room because I still didn’t trust that Seth had left for the weekend. He’s a good enough kid, but he had this uncanny ability to show up at the worst possible times, like last Saturday night when I was about two seconds away from wrapping my lips around Trevor’s dick for the first time. I’d been dreaming about tasting him longer than I’d ever admit to anyone, including him, and then Seth had shown up when my face was close enough I could smell Trevor’s arousal. We really needed to come up with a warning system so he’d know when to back away quickly because it seemed to embarrass him even more than it annoyed me.

“Hey, Gabe, I forgot my shower caddy. Could you bring it in here?” That wasn’t like Trevor at all. He was the planner, the one who was prepared for any situation despite the fact his parents were totally against him joining Boy Scouts when we were little.

I snagged his caddy and walked through the study into the bathroom. Steam already clouded the air and Trevor was hidden behind the shower curtain. I reached to hand him his supplies, shocked when Trevor wrapped his wet hand around my wrist. “It’ll be a tight fit, but I think there’s room for two in here.”

My mouth went dry and my dick perked up at the suggestion. I quickly locked the door to our study and checked to be sure the door to the other half of the suite was also locked. We’d still have some explaining to do if Seth pounded on the door, but I’d think of something if that happened. Trevor was inviting me to get wet and naked with him; there was no way I was turning that down.

I quickly stripped and pulled back the curtain to find Trevor languidly stroking his cock. He carried around a lot of insecurity about his size, but he was utterly perfect to me. I winced as the scalding hot water stung my back, willing myself to deal with it until my body acclimated to the heat. “How in the hell can you stand this? Pretty sure you’re in here to get clean, not to poach yourself.”

“Yeah, but I was hoping I’d have company and figured we’ll probably get cold because we can’t both be under the spray the entire time.” I wouldn’t be surprised if Trevor had gone online to research how to make a shared shower enjoyable. So far, he was doing a damn good job. I reached into the shower caddy for the body wash and poured a glob into my hands. Trevor tried handing me his washcloth, but I wanted to feel his skin against my palms, so I let it drop to the shower floor.

I began massaging his shoulders with the soap, kissing the back of his neck. My dick felt ready to explode, so I stood at an awkward angle, afraid I’d freak him out if I allowed it to slide between his ass cheeks like I desperately wanted. Intent on torturing me, Trevor leaned forward, pressing his hands against the tile, which tilted that perky ass in my direction. I stared at it, wondering what he’d do if I dropped to my knees so I could worship him. “You’re killing me, Trev.”

“Good. Now you know how I feel every night when you rut against me in your sleep,” he sighed. “Been thinking about this all day. Couldn’t concentrate in Econ because I was trying to figure out how to get you naked.”

“You could’ve asked,” I pointed out. “It’s not like I need a reason to get naked and sweaty with you.”

“Yeah, but you’re always trying to take things slow,” he complained.

It was true, but I thought that was for the best, because he’d grown skittish as soon as moving day came. If we took things any further than jerking off and making out, I needed him to be certain he was serious. Despite my cool exterior, I worried a lot that he was going to meet someone he liked better now that he was developing his own circle of friends. Someone hotter, smarter, more like him. I wouldn’t hold him back, didn’t want either of us living with questions down the road. Regrets. Feeling like we’d settled for the first person we’d been attracted to and missed out on someone better, more suited to our personalities.

“Stop. You can’t always beat yourself up when I say something you don’t want to hear.” Trevor turned and held me steady by my hips. “You’ve always tried to protect me, and that’s one of the reasons I’m so comfortable with you. But sometimes, you need to trust that I know what I want. That I know the consequences. I want this, Gabe. I’ve wanted it for a while, but I didn’t know how to tell you.”

“This is a damn good start.” I ran my hand down Trev’s chest, loving the way he shivered beneath my touch. Stepping closer, I slid my hand around to his ass, grinding our dicks together. I’d fantasized about everything I wanted to do to and with Trevor since the first time I jerked off, thinking of anything other than how good it felt, but the reality… so much more. Fuck, my balls already ached with the need to come. “Don’t ever think you have to hold back when you want to go further, Trev. Tell me. Show me. If I don’t get the hint, throw me onto the bed and do whatever it is you want to do.”