Sharing A Room

WARNING : SMUT REFERENCE!!!

Aiden and Jerry looked at each other.

"Mind sharing a room for one night?"

"Not at all!" Jerry quickly answered.

If there were no room at all, Jerry would have agreed to share a cleaning tool cabinet with Aiden. It was good to have an opportunity to spend time together, wasn't it?

After they came into the room, Jerry was not so sure anymore.

There was only a single bed to cram into. And they were two men. There was only one way for them to fit on the bed. Jerry did not think that he dared to lay his hand on Aiden.

Aiden took off his jacket and sweater and hung them behind the door. Then he stared at the single bed and thought for a while. Jerry bit into his lip. He wanted to offer to sleep on the carpeted floor, but then someone knocked at the door. Jerry was so startled that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

The dormitory keeper was outside with an additional blanket and pillow.

"The bed has two layers of mattress. Take one out and spread it on the floor. The room is small, but it is still possible to move around."

Aiden took the additional blanket and pillow, and then he thanked the dormitory keeper. The woman left and Aiden shut the door.

"Problem solved," Aiden said, beaming with a smile.

"Yes, haha..."

Good that he did not see the disappointment on Jerry's face.

They laid the makeshift bed next to the existing one. It looked comfortable enough. Aiden wanted to take the one on the floor, but Jerry was heavily against it.

"You are anemic! How can I let you sleep on the floor? Up, up! You will sleep on the bed!"

Aiden smiled and thanked him.

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

"Oh, um, you go first."

That was the right decision. Jerry spent the next twenty excruciating minutes by staring at the bathroom door while imagining a certain someone under the shower. Naked, wet, and vulnerable.

Aiden came out of the shower with a towel draped around his shoulder. After a hot shower, he liked to dry his body completely before wearing his clothes. Unfortunately, he was not at home so he could not run around half-naked. His clothes were a little damp from the steam. The shirt stuck to his body and accentuated his lean muscles.

"Jerry, your turn... uff..."

For some reason, Jerry was in a hurry to get into the bathroom. He almost bumped Aiden off to the side.

"SORRY!!" The man shouted with an eerily high-pitched voice before slamming the bathroom door behind him. Dumbfounded, Aiden stared at the bathroom door. Did he take that long inside the bathroom? Maybe Jerry had another stomach problem? Aiden shrugged. He took a seat on the bed and rummaged inside his bag for the reference letter. After scanning the content for a while, he put it inside a book to ensure that the letter did not get crumpled. Then, he checked his reservation for the train and the hotel. Everything was fine. He did not forget anything. He just needed to pack in a hurry the next day because he did not get to come home that night...

Jerry spent a long time inside the bathroom. Aiden knocked on the door and asked, "Jerry? Is everything okay?"

The man inside the bathroom shouted an answer with a high-pitched voice again. It was not Aiden's imagination.

"I AM FINE! AIDEN, DON'T WAIT UP ON ME! YOU SHOULD GO TO SLEEP!"

"..."

Aiden shrugged again.

He set the heater to a higher temperature, then he turned off the room light and slipped under the thick blanket. He quickly fell asleep.

Half an hour later, the sound of water inside the bathroom stopped and Jerry came out. The cold shower barely did the trick.

He was eternally grateful that the room was only dimly lit by the bedside lamp when he finally exited the bathroom. Else he would not know how to face Aiden.

Jerry sat on his mattress on the floor and peeked at the sleeping Aiden. His roommate for the night had the habit of pulling his blanket over his head. Jerry could only see some golden curls peeking out from the blanket.

How disappointing.

But maybe that was for the best. Heaven knew how far his imagination had taken him that day. It was enough excitement for a man his age. Having made peace with himself, Jerry lay down on his mattress and closed his eyes to sleep.

They slept for around two hours before they heard weird noises coming from the adjacent room. It sounded like someone was bullied into crying. But then the crying sound was replaced by sensual moans of someone who was doing something exciting beyond a closed door.

The wall between the two rooms was not thick enough to muffle the ecstatic sounds that came from the neighboring room.

Jerry's face turned scarlet.

Seriously?

A senior in his final year had to pick the dormitory room to release his sexual tension before an upcoming exam? Jerry would love to smack the person next door.

If he wanted to masturbate, should he not do it in the privacy of his own bedroom???

But then a second voice was heard.

There were two people next door.

Two men, to be exact.

They were moaning and grunting incessantly. Not long after, a banging sound followed. They just had to bang their bed against the wall next to Aiden and Jerry.

It could not be worse.

Fuck.

Jerry buried his head under the pillow, trying his best to smother the "Ahhhnn ahhhnn"s and "Yeahh yeahh"s that were coming non-stop from the next room. Even worse, he started imagining himself and Aiden on the bed, doing the same exact thing.

Aiden's slender and fair body under him. Jerry's hands clasped around Aiden's narrow waist as he thrust inside the beautiful young man, banging their bed against the wall in the same rhythm as if challenging their neighbors to race to the top of the pleasure mountain.

He could almost imagine the same sweet, pleasure-filled sound coming from Aiden's throat as Jerry brought them together to the peak of ecstasy. Even after the couple next door drifted into slumber, Jerry could barely keep his eyes closed.

Needless to say, he could not sleep at all for the whole night.