Wild Discoveries (private for me and NarutoFan08)

I hear the door open up and I quickly turn my head backwards. "Hey Naruto!" I say with a scary amount of relief in my voice. He asks me if that coffee was mine. "Uhh....I bought it for you when I went out for a jog this morning." He keeps denying it but I only keep insisting until he finally drinks it. I smile as he drinks it, knowing I did something right as a roommate. Then he tells me I'm going to regret this, which I didn't understand.

That's when I look at the time, the gym was going to open in 5 minutes. Hey! That gives me a great idea. "Hey, Naruto. I know you said you didn't want to come yesterday, but I'm going to the gym in a couple of minutes. It'd be awesome to have a workout partner." I tell him. I know he's not convinced. "Come on, it'll be awesome. Just two bros hanging out, pumping some iron, toning their bods, macking on some chicks." I let out a laugh as I mention the last part of my sentence. Yeah, macking on chicks...that sounded more like me.

I get up and slip on a black wifebeater that clings to every inch of muscle on my body. My rather large nipples are also very apparent through my tanktop. I didn't mind though, I was a bit of an exhibitionist and a voyeur. I grab a pair of boxers and head into bathroom. On the off chance Naruto did join me, I didn't want him seeing my junk flop around. He almost caught me jacking off once, didn't want to scar him again. I put on the boxers and slip my shorts on again.

Shutting off the lights, I stepped out of the washroom. "So, what do ya say?"

[NarutoFan08]

Fuck it! The caffeine is pumping through my system, and I feel a rush coming on.

Wow! This must be instant.

I know I'm smiling like a damn fool 'cause the muscles on my face are actually starting to hurt with how much I'm goddamn grinning. Kiba had gone to the bathroom to change; and when he came back, he just sat down on his bed, waiting for a response.

I rummaged through my closet and found a pair of white basketball shorts and a black wifebeater, same as Kiba's. I strip down in front of him. Okay, I didn't go nude, but I was pretty much clad in my underwear as I changed in front of him. I didn't pay attention to whether he was looking at me or not, but I didn't need to. I knew he was. I was fucking hot.

Shit! This is how I know the sugar is taking over! I turn... super provocative. I become a tease, and it's just - ugh! It's not me.

I'm looking at myself through the mirror on my closet. Damn my ass is big! It's so round and squeezable i feel like playing with it. It needs a big cock to -

Stop it! Just put your damn clothes on!

I'm chuckling now, laughing like an innocent child before I give into my rationality. For christ's sake, I was pretty much naked in front of my roommate. He must have been so weirded out.

Or turned on!

Stop!

I put on my clothes and end the show. I snap my fingers at Kiba. He seems to have lost it. I wonder why?

"Well are we going?" I laugh, cursing in the back of my head. My playful side was coming out, and this wasn't going to end well.

I'm amazed at the power caffeine has over people. An what seemed like an instant, Naruto had turned into this hyperactive, happy dude. It was definitely odd. What was even more odd was when he chose to strip down to his underwear in front of me. It was the first time I had seen his muscles...they were huge! Not as big as mine, but they were bigger than anyone else's I had seen.

He turns around to slip on more clothes and presents his ass now, his smooth, soft tanned cheeks poking out of the rear of his underwear. Man, that ass did feel nice on my co--no! Macking chicks! Macking chicks! That's what we were going to do. I watched as he slipped on a blank tanktop like mine. I come back to reality when Naruto snaps his fingers at me. "Yeah, let's go." I say as I stand up. Standing next to Naruto, we looked like we had been friends our entire life. Sure, I was a bit taller, but we were both wearing matching blank wifebeaters which seemed to make both of our nipples stand out while we both had a very muscular build.

Part of me wanted to touch his burly arms, just a touch...wait...no! To the gym, got to get to the gym. "Let's head out." I grab my dorm key and head outside, waiting for Naruto to join me outside before closing and locking the door behind me. It doesn't take us long to reach the gym. "Alright, let's start off with the benchpresses." I always loved starting off strong. Plus, I loved to show off. I laid down on the bench and gripped the bar. "Naruto, put 160 on both sides." I tell him, watching as Naruto lifted weight after weight onto the bar. The way his arms bulged when he picked them up made his muscles look even more cut.

Snap out of it! You're at the gym, the manliest place in the world! I could feel the weight on the bar as I get ready to do my reps. "I usually do 5 sets of 25." I tell Naruto, trying to show off. Most people only did 3 sets of 10, and even so, they never did over 100. I was the only person I knew who could lift over 300, and I was damn proud of it. "Spot me." I tell Naruto as I grab the bar and begin to push upwards. I struggle at first before getting into my rhythm. With every pump I could feel my muscles tearing and building back stronger and thicker. I pushed up and down, up and down, hoping Naruto was watching my every move.

[NarutoFan08]

I should have been watching Kiba. I should have been looking at his concentrated face as he huffed and puffed - Haha, the three little pigs. Crap! It's getting bad. The main point was that I should have been spotting my workout partner, but the awful truth was that I was in my A.D.D. mode, which meant that basically anything and everything could distract me right now.

"It's not safe to train with me," I laugh with a smile as I look Kiba in his eyes. They are so... regular, but yet I'm still enthralled by them. They kinda look pointy, almost like slits. Grr, he's a snake.

Fuck!

Snake...

My eyes dart to his crotch, and I automatically lick my lips.

Shit! Snap out of it! Snap the fuck out of it!

I pull my hair forward and let out a groan. I'm starting to get a headache. This isn't me, but yet I'm having fun. Kiba probably thinks I'm a psycho.

He's still benchpressing, unfazed, and I laugh and tease him as I say, "Come on! Is that all you got? You're gonna have to put in some more work if you wanna tear that shit up!"

I'm talking about his muscles, but I'm speaking like a dirty whore. See! Provocative! Dammit all!

"You're so whack! Is that it?"

I stick my tongue out at him and laugh.

If I got socked in the face, I wouldn't blame him.

I knew Naruto was the right partner to bring to the gym. I love the way he taunts me. It only motivates me to go faster and show off more. "Oh yeah Naruto, you think this is nothing?" I say with a smile on my face. We were finally having a normal conversation for once. "Put 40 more on each end." I demanded. I was going to bench press 400. I had never even attempted this before, but I was sure I was able to do it. The most I had ever done was 360. 40 pounds more shouldn't be that bad, especially when Naruto was here. I was going to show him what I was made of.

I felt him pile on the weights once more and I grip the bar. Breathing heavily out once more I raise the bar. It's heavy, it's really, really heavy, but there was no way in hell I was going to fail in front of Naruto. I slowly push the bar upwards, my muscles bulging uncontrollably as they help me support the immense weight I was pushing. He said I wouldn't be able to tear this shit up. This is proof that I would tear his ass up...I mean tear this shit up! Fuck!

I lose my focus and nearly drop the bar. Luckily it lands back in the railing. I exhale loudly, thank god. I had completed my sets and reps. Now time to see what Naruto was made of. I got up, flexing my muscles to Naruto. "Let's see you match these guns." I smile cockily. I take 100 pounds off of each side, knowing that Naruto wouldn't be able to lift that much. Plus, with the state he was in, I don't think he would have noticed how much weight there actually was and he would have been in serious trouble.

"Come on Naruto. Show me your stuff." Show me your sweet, sweet ass...wait?! What the fuck?!

[NarutoFan08]

I can't lift weights for shit! I'm pretty sure Kiba's realizing this as I can't even lift the weight he's setted for me. Who the hell did he think I was? Hulk hogan. Come on now! There was no way I'd be able to lift all these weights. After a while, I just laugh. I'm mostly laughing cause Kiba's junk is practically in my face, and I feel like saying hello. I think I did.

Oh god, I hope I didn't.

I smile at him and look him in the eyes.

"I can't," I laugh as I sit up. "Why don't you just excercise, and I'll watch. That or we can hit the trendmills or the pool. I like either/or."

But then I realize that I don't want to go swimming with Kiba, or better yet, my sanity tells me not to, and I'm pulling him by his wrist to the treadmills.

"I told you I didn't work out," I say as I lead him to the machines. His skin is so warm and soft. My heartbeat is literally going crazy right now, and I feel hot. Blood is going to my groin, but as long as I ignore the urge to twitch my cock I don't have to worry about an erection. "Let's just run."

I was a bit bummed when Naruto didn't bench press a single rep. "Come on bro! There's no way someone with muscles like you can't lift up something as simple like that, even if you haven't worked out before! Muscles are muscles!" I tell him. He drags me over to the treadmills and I hop on the one next to him. I set it to about the middle speed to warm up. I begin running and notice you haven't started yet. "Dude, you're in a gym. You have to at least do something." I say in a playful manner. I set his treadmill to the same settings as mine.

As I continue to jog I look over to Naruto. His muscles seemed to bounce up and down melodically as he took each step. It causes me to lose my focus once more, making me trip and almost fall off the treadmill. Shit! I need to stop looking at him! I set my treadmill to the highest setting and raise the incline to the max. It's not much of a challenge, but enough of one to make me concentrate on it.

I glance over at Naruto one last time before noticing he doesn't look so well. I hope he's alright.

[NarutoFan08]

Oh no! I am crashing! All of a sudden I just stop, and the world moves in fast motion as I fly from the machine to the floor in an instant. After about five seconds, I manage an, "Ow!"

My head felt dizzy, and I felt so tired. What the hell did Kiba slip in my drink? A date-rape pill? Shit! My head is pounding, and I feel like I'm having a hangover off of fucking coffee.

Fucking lame! I know!

I guess this is what I deserve for laughing at Kiba. Fucking Karma was a bitch. I'm massaging my head, and Kiba helps me to my feet. He's talking, but I can't hear him. My head is blaring with blah blah blah.

And then that's when I realize that he's touching me! Didn't he hear me yesterday!? Why was he - Wait! Where am I? I literally shrug him off and look around.

"I don't think I'm in my dorm anymore," I whisper to myself.

Fuck! What's happened!

Think, Naruto, think!

There was coffee. I said no, but Kiba said yes. Drank it. Then what...?

Oh god! I stripped in front of Kiba, and I even talked dirty to him. It was all coming back to me, and I felt disgusted with myself.

I need water.

I close my eyes in frustration and push past the sweethearted brunet who was trying to assist me. Kiba was a sweetheart. He may have not been all up in here(I'm talking about the brain, people), but he was still a good guy. Very sweet and kind and loving and -

No! No no no! He is my roommate! I shouldn't have come! I'm just going to go back to the dorm. I need to lay down. I stagger and almost fall. Fuck, I am really out of it.

I turn my head once more as I see Naruto was starting to look woozy. That's when I saw him stumble and get shot off the treadmill. "Naruto!" I yell as I jump off of my treadmill as I go to assist him. "Naruto, are you okay?! Say something!" I shout. I watch as he rubs the back of his head. I let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank god he's alright. That's when Naruto tries to get up. He brushes past me and tries to make it out the door, only to almost collapse one more. He was in no condition to walk by himself.

I dash to him and stop him. "Hold on Naruto! Don't move too fast. Here." I hand him my water bottle so he can get some water into his system. I wrap his arm around my shoulder and wrap one of my arms around his shoulders. "I know you don't like touching, but this is an exception. Come on, let's go and take your time." I tell him as we walk slowly out of the gym. It takes us a couple of minutes to reach our dorm. I unlock the door quickly and walk inside with Naruto on my side. We slowly make our way to his bed. "Lie down. I'm going to go fill up my water bottle. Don't you move." I tell him as I step out of the dorm and head to the water fountain, hoping everything is fine with Naruto.

[NarutoFan08]

I'm in my bed. Hey! How did I get here? Everything was moving too fast. I couldn't keep up. Kiba comes back. He has more water. I don't want his water. I'm drinking it. It feels nice and refreshing.

"Sorry," I croak. Ew, I sound nasty! "Imma lay down!"

He looks at me with a worried face and I shout, "What?"

His face is beginning to agitate me. He's not my mom or my girlfriend; he was a roommate. Nothing more, nothing less. He wasn't even a friend.

So stop looking at me like you care, dammit!

He then tells me that I'm already lying down, and I feel like an ass for snapping at him. He makes his way to leave, but I call hm back and ask him to keep me company. I seriously needed to stop treating him like shit.

"Tell me about yourself," I say, scooting over so that he could sit on the bed without a problem. "Who are you? Where are you from? Why the hell did you change my comforter!!!"

I'm practically fuming as I realize, at least, why my mattress has been so... weird lately. Asshole! Jerk! Mother fucker! Donkey-raping shit-eater!!!!

I throw one of my pillows at his face, but then I start laughing. My voice is gross. I sound like a man-whore or a smoker. Eh!