CAUTION!: Don't overstep the mark! 

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So...here goes...

As Tan enters the dorm room once again, he finds himself following the same pattern. 

His heart fills with the same anticipation, but this time with this strange predictability. He again lets his hand turn the metal door handle and lets the door slowly swing open. Again there resided the ordinary room. Small but clean, with everything he needs. A single bed against one wall, a desk and chair and a hanging rail.   As he closes the door behind him, his eyes go directly to the folded clothes on the desk chair. 

Any minute, any minute now he would come in...

And then it was happening.  They're turning the key, they're opening the door, they're looking at Tan, they're wearing nothing but a white towel, they've got wet black bangs covering their face they're muscular, they're toned.

God he looks even more of a delight than before!

"Who are you? Why are you in my room?"  

"So, there's been a total mix up and we're gonna have to share." He didn't know where his boldness had come from, but hell, if the guy was going to play this game of thrill, Tan could play it too!

"Share huh?" The young man says, leaning forwards a little to catch Tan's words. "Like, share that tiny bed, just you and me?"

Ok...it seems he has cranked it up a notch, fair play. Tan felt all the pulls of attraction hit him like a heart shaped bat as his new found room mate steps a little closer, once again pulling the classic move of fingers through dampened hair to boot.

Look at the eyes, Look at the eyes. Drink them in. 

Tan finds that their gaze stays for just a few moments longer than the average glance and the tiny creases which form in the corners of the guy's eyes tell Tan that he knows...he knows that they are on the same page. Tan was taking that first small step into boyslove.

"I'm sure we can make it work." Tan insists, though there wasn't too much to insist about, they both knew what was going to happen, Tan more than most.

"That's settled then." The guy now holds out a hand. "I'm Samuel."  

"Tan."  he takes the hand being offered to him, the grip feeling a lot firmer than before. 

Game on!

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It had been 5 minutes since Tan had witnessed the 'removal of the fluffy towel.' incident and he was presently reliving every detail in his mind whilst in the not so cold shower. The thoughts were stirring such thrills in his mind that it was inevitable that his crotch was going to react the only way it would.

Too soon. Go down! 

The words of Mr Bell playing over in his mind, conflicting with the appeal of Samuel's hot body and what Tan might like to do with it. "Take it slow."  It didn't seem right to knock one out in the shower. This apparently wasn't the boyslove way and he still had the bed share to get through, but instead of changing into his clothes in the bathroom, Tan decides to be...bold.

As he heads back to the room, trying his best to look as appealing as his roommate, he momentarily stops outside the door before it opens....

"You ready? I'm almost done." 

Take it all in Tan...

He stays fixed at that visual of Samuel as he pours baby oil directly onto his already glistening bare chest, before rubbing his hands all over himself, his toned six pack, his firm pecs, his dark nipples his....

"Tan....Tan..."

"Mmh." Tan can hear the faint call of a male' s voice from somewhere...

"Tan....Tan! Are you ok?" Samuel stops what he is doing, now wiping his hands on a towel. 

Tan swallows hard as he knows whatever he did last time, he had to do different this time around.  " Your oil...Can I use some too?" He asks daring to take a step forward.   

"Sure you can." Samuel hands over the bottle to Tan before he adds. "Let me know if you need help to reach those difficult places." It's almost as if he expected it to happen. 

"Yeah...I might just take you up on that." He dares to say as the bottle is tipped and the oily contents drips into his hands. 

"Woah there, carefull. This stuff comes out fast." Samuel exclaims as he reaches those beautifully manicured hands forward to catch the surplus dripping from Tan's palm, with him automatically reaching forward to return the oil to the desired skin. 

Warm silken hands are now placed on Tan's bare chest as Samuel slowly and diligently palms slow circles on his skin, circling the shoulder blades (not too much to handle), then over his exposed nipples. (Now getting a little more intense). Tan watches as Samuel focuses on what he is doing, just glancing up on an occasion to make eye contact before returning to his now very slippery pecs. 

The delicious torture continues when the hands get lower down Tan's front, down past the cute button navel he had to where his V line was disappearing into the towel...