Wild Discoveries (private for me and NarutoFan08)

Kiba walked into his new dorm excited for the new year ahead of him. He was tired of being a big fish in a small pond. He wanted to be the biggest fish in the largest ocean. He was going to make his name here at Konoha U as the greatest athlete they have ever had.

He threw his suitcase onto his bed. He wondered who his new roommate was going to be. He had hoped it was another dude who was into sports so they could banter back and forth about the best athletes and share training tips. He definitely didn't want one of those pretentious, artsy assholes who thought they were better than everyone else.

Whoever it was, Kiba wasn't going to let them stop his year from being amazing. He looked around at his dorm. It wasn't very large. It was a large square that consisted of three grey walls on the north, east and west sides, with a large window in the middle of the north wall. Just below the window was a radiator that seemed to work well.

On the east and west walls were a bed and desk each. The head of the bed rest against the corner of the south wall, while the desks rested against the foot of the bed and the north corners of the walls. To the south was a small hallway that connected the door to the dorm, as well as the bathroom. The bathroom was just on the left of the hallway. In it was one sink and one shower.

It was a quaint little place. Kiba was kind of bummed out by the gray, monotonous walls and decided to spice them up a bit. He unrolled a series of posters, each consisting of a half naked girl in a promising pose. "Hope to bag a couple of these while I'm here too." Kiba said to himself as he began to tack on the posters.

[NarutoFan08]

I kinda had a hard time finding my dorm. I wouldn't see the point in saying my new dorm considering that everything was, well, néw to me. It was my first day ever here at Konoha U, and I was honestly a little bit... anxious. The thought of meeting new people, sharing dorms, and all that other junk had my hairs on edge. I was normally a secluded person. Not because I was incapable of making friends - no, but because I just liked to keep to myself. I used to trust people, confide in them, but ever since I had been backstabbed by my friend back in high-school, I figured it was better to keep to myself.

It takes me about ten minutes to find my room, and I notice, right away, that the door is already open. Great, this was going to be so weird. What was I supposed to do? Just walk in and start unpacking. I didn't want to introduce myself, but I guess that's where I should have started off.

I take a deep breath and walk into the room. My roommate, by the looks of it, seeing as how he already has his stuff practically everywhere, is posting some posters on his side of the room of - oh god - women in bikinis. Not that there was anything wrong with that. I mean I liked girls and all, but I didn't exactly like it when guys posted pictures of them on the wall. It seemed too - I don't know - fourteentish.

"Hey," I start off, and I swear that the next few words coming out my mouth are the only ones I'll say for the rest of the term," I'm Naruto, Naruto Uzumaki. I guess... we're... um... roommates."

(Guess I'm switching to first person ^^)

I continue to post up posters of my favourite models. They were all pretty banging. I was actually surprised I wasn't getting hard at the sight of them. I begin to unroll my next poster and was about to put it on the wall before I noticed that there were some stains on them. I laugh, "Well, guess this one's no good anymore." I stuff it back into the bed and resume posting up my posters, trying to rid the wall of it's paleness.

That's when I could hear footsteps. My roommate was here. I was excited to meet him. I wanted to go and greet him, but what if he thought I was some dork? I decided to play it cool, suave. I continued to put on posters when I heard him greet me. I turned around as he introduced himself. He said his name was Naruto, Naruto Uzumaki. He didn't look like a snobby prick, so that was a plus.

He actually looked like a bit of a jock. He was definitely fit, and I could definitely see his muscles through his shirt, though it looked like he was trying to hide it. He was modest, which was cool. He was a blonde too, with blue eyes. Wait...blue eyes? Why am I looking at his eyes. I stick my hand out to shake his hand.

"What's up dude, the name's Kiba Inuzuka. Don't worry if you forget, you'll be hearing it a lot around campus." I said with my normal cocky demeanour. I take a seat on my bed and look around once more. "Yeah, it's pretty grim looking," I point at my posters, "just tried to liven it up a bit." I take my shoes off and push them underneath my bed. "So what you here for?" I ask.

[NarutoFan08]

The first five seconds with Kiba let me know that he was just another guy trying to get laid around campus. As if his introduction wasn't proof enough, I once again emphasize on exhibit A: the gallery of partially nude women on his side of the room. He talks to me, and, crap, I forgot all about the questions that follow straight after the initial, formal salutations.

Shit! What do I do? I really don't want to talk anymore, but I think it would be rude if I didn't. Yeah, it would definitely be rude.

I lay my duffel bag down on my bed with a groan, and I set my luggage down on the side to my bed. I turn around, let out a sharp breath, and then sit down.

"To be honest, I haven't decided yet," I tell Kiba. "I'm mostly just here to get my G.E. over with for right now."

I don't say anything after that, but then it strikes me that I have to ask him a question as well. God, I just sucked when it came to talking to people, especially good-looking ones. Yeah, I said good-looking. I had never told anyone, not even my folks, but I was kinda..., um, uh..., bicurious.

No, I wasn't gay! I just didn't know yet. I mean some girls were hot and some boys were cute, but I, uh, never done anything with either, so I couldn't say for sure. Either way, it didn't matter. The only one who knew about my orientation in question was me, and that wasn't going to change. As long as I acted cool around Kiba, which should be pretty easy, I should have been fine.

I swallow a lump down my throat and say, "What about you? What do you plan on studying? And yeah, the walls are kinda... eh. I think it's cool that you're making it more like... home?"

I didn't think it was cool at all. I didn't care actually. I just wanted to get this little conversation over with and just go back to living my life. I felt like the air around me was so thick that if I breathed in too much of it, I'd choke on it and die!

Naruto looked nervous as he continued to look around the room. He was probably still a bit scared of meeting new people. I can understand the fear, it definitely is a scary thing. I watch as he takes a seat on his bed, answering my question. "Oh, I'm here on an athletic scholarship. I actually got offered one for volleyball and football, but decided on the football scholarship. I just enjoy the gridiron more, ya know?" I say nonchalantly.

I continue to try and sum Naruto up some more. Something about him didn't click. He was fit, but he wore clothes that hid his body. He seemed like a cool dude, but he acted more secluded. Naruto was unique, and Kiba was going to figure out what made him tick. After all, he had all year to do it. "I plan on studying sociology" I respond once more. "If for some reason I'm not drafted into the NFL, I want to be a social worker, help kids in need of guidance." Kiba told Naruto. He laughed when Naruto told him he was making it more like home.

"Yeah. Makes me a bit more comfortable." I sat back up and began to inspect the room once more with my vision. I was still astounded. "Wow, I can't believe we're finally in uni. Seems so unreal right?" I tell Naruto. I can't help but glance at Naruto's muscles once more. No one with a body like that would hide it from the world...wait, what? He wasn't hot, he just had a muscular body. Yeah, he was just jacked. "Dude, how about we go hit the gym? Gotta keep in shape for football tryouts, plus we might spot a few hotties." I suggest to Naruto.

[NarutoFan08]

Kiba's inviting me to the gym, but I don't feel like going. I don't even know him. Gasp! Imagine if he wasn't my roommate but a weirdo stalker waiting for the opportune moment to steal me away, gut me alive, and throw my body in the nearest ditch.

I have to mentally slap myself to get back on track. Kiba was just being friendly. Unfortunately, I've come to learn that even the happiest of smiles hold a tiny hint of malicious intent behind them. I just couldnt trust him, befriend him.

Not yet.

Plus, I didn't really feel like meeting hotties. I'm pretty sure he was talking about girls. There was no way he was gay. I wasn't going to bother saying bi. If you like guys, you like guys. That's it.

I didn't want to be ditched, so he fuck around with some slut, either.

"Nah, it's okay," I tell him. " I don't really like working out, and I gotta unpack some things here. I'll just... see ya' around."

Naruto just became odder and odder in my eyes. Didn't like to work out? No one that didn't like to work out had a body like his. "Dude, I hardly doubt you don't like to work out. I mean, just look at yourself. You'd make friggin' pro wrestlers look like wimps with that body!" I say out loud, trying to boast about him a bit since he wasn't.

None of his responses make sense. It's like, he wants to respond the way I expect him to, but something makes him change his mind. Something had to have happen to him, something major. It's just like the examples in the sociology textbooks. People who act the same and like the same things form groups. But then if one of those people feel hurt or do something that's different from the group, they are excluded. Whatever it was, I wasn't going to prod any further.

I look back at Naruto, deciding not to provoke him any further. "Alright dude, suit yourself. But just in case you want to join, I'll be in there for about an hour." I snake my shoes back from underneath the bed and slip them on. I get up, uttering a simple statement before I leave, "You know, we're roommates. Sooner or later, we're going to have to do something together." I flash a wide grin on my face, the friendliest smile I had before exiting through the door and closing it behind me, knowing that Naruto would want some privacy.

[NarutoFan08]

Thank god! He's gone! I didn't know how much longer he was actually willing to stay here and convince me otherwise. It didn't matter what he would have said because the result would have been the same: I wasn't going to go.

To be honest, when Kiba started talking about my body, I felt both flattered and annoyed at the same time. Sure, I had been complimented on my body a crap load of times, but the way he said it made me sound like I was just taking it for granted. Like if I didn't work out, I'd lose my banging figure.

Truth was... I didn't work out. I used to with my dad, but that was only because I was under his house, and he didn't want me to feel insecure with myself if I were to have ever been a heavy child. Now, that I was free from his smothering control - not that he was all that bad, just a health freak - I hardly ever did anything... physical. I would run every now and then, drink lots of water, and take care of myself with what I ate. Thats it.

I think about what Kiba said: We have to do one thing together?

Yeah. Share a room. That's it.

It takes me a while to unpack, but I hang all my clothes in the closet in my side of the room, and I pack all of my personal possessions in the drawers on the desks that are on my side. I stash my luggage and backpack under my bed, and I grab my covers that I brought from home over to my mattress.

My tv is set up, my iPhone is charging, and the rest of my things such as my personal, personal things, posters, and video-game systems are in my closet with my clothes. I plan on taking them out tomorrow. I'm tired. The car ride here was long, and I feel jet-lagged.

I turn off the dorm light and plop into bed, wrapping the cover to the crook of my neck. I hope Kiba doesn't come all that late. I think it would be rude of him to wake me late into the night. Then again... class didn't officially start until Wednesday, and today was Monday.

Crap!

I got the gym pretty fast since I decided to jog. I kind of dubbed it my pre-work out before the real work out. Once inside I realized that not many people were here. I was already bummed that my roommate--that Naruto didn't join me. Now, there weren't even any girls to check out or guys to compare with! There were only three guys in here. One guy who was very skinny and pale, and the other two looked like athletes, but both had builds far below mine.

I continue with my work out anyways, hitting all of my usual spots: benchpress, treadmill, tricep press, speed bag and the punching bag. Lastly, I pull out a yoga mat. What I've realized with most athletes is that they focus purely on brawn. You also have to have a disciplined body. You have to be fast and flexible to be truly deadly on the field. I begin doing a few poses, knowing I'm getting strange eyes from the others in the gym. Once I feel like I've done enough, I roll up the mat and put it back. I opt out on showering at the gym knowing I have a fully functional one in my dorm.

I jog back to my dorm, quickly realizing it was getting very dark. Had I been out for that long? The sun was still up when I left. I pick up my pace, reaching my dorm in mere minutes. I could feel the sweat dripping off my body. I couldn't wait to shower. I insert my key in the door and open it up. I was about the open it up before realizing that Naruto was sleeping. Fuck! I was really looking forward to this shower, but I didn't want to wake him up, he already seemed fed up with me.

I walk into the bathroom and turn on the lights, making sure to close the door before flicking the switch so that the change in light wouldn't bother Naruto. I take a long look at myself in the mirror. I could see the sweat now. Most people hated it, but I liked it. It always seemed to make my skin glisten, giving it a softer effect than usual. Plus, sweat was always a sign of a good work out. I quickly strip off all my clothing, tossing them to the floor as I take a quick second to check myself out.

Damn I was fine! I was proud of body. I should be after all the work I put into it. I flex my muscles, showing myself my huge, bulging biceps. I continue to stare at my reflection, taking a step back to observe my tight eight pack that you could wash your clothes on. I move my eyes lower, looking at my cock. It was a monster. Now, usually, that would just be a case of me bragging, but every girl I've ever been with has said I've been by far the largest cock they've ever had. It was a lot bigger than everyone else's in the locker rooms as well. Everytime I would sneak a peek, they also seemed to have much smaller cocks.

Of course, that was the only reason I looked at them, to make sure my dick was bigger. Yeah, that sounds right. I grab my towel and dampen it, making sure it was nice and wet before running it over his skin. The cool, rough texture of the cloth felt amazing against my sweaty, sticky skin. I run the towel over his entire body, moistening all of his body before drying himself off. At least I had gotten rid of the sweat. A real shower would have to wait until tomorrow.

Fuck! That's when I realized I didn't have a change of clothes. I had no choice. It was a short walk to my luggage. Plus it was pitch dark, it wasn't like Naruto would notice, right? I turn off the lights and tip toe in my bed, being careful not to wake my roommate--Naruto up. I grab a pair of boxers from bag and throw them on quickly. I hop into bed and tuck myself in, only to feel something protruding out of my underwear. I was hard. God damn it! Nothing was going my way. I guess my cock had just gotten used to being touched every night before bed. It would have to wait though. There was no way I would do that in front of Naruto. I choose to ignore my raging hard-on as I drift away to sleep.

[NarutoFan08]

Kiba woke me up. Damn him! He would be fumbling with the door at - what - eleven-thirty at night. Asshole. No, no, no. This wasn't going to work. I didn't want to be a bitch, but we had to set up some rules.

I take a breath. It's his first day at an actual college. I should cut him a break. I'm looking towards my wall. I hear him come in. At least he's considerate enough to not turn on the lights. Then the bathroom light shines, and I silently grunt.

Apparently, I spoke too soon.

He closes the door, and I'm just thinking to myself. When I would wake up from a sleep - Scratch that! When I was disturbed from my sleep, it took a while for me to go back to sleep. I would stare at the ceiling and think of nothing. Yes, nothing. Was that odd? I didn't think so.

The door opens, and Kiba walks out. I dont see him step out, seeing as how I have my eyes closed, but I can hear his footsteps. Then I hear him rummaging for... things, and I hear him grunting slightly as he puts on som-

Holy crap! He was naked! I could tell when someone is putting on some clothes. The thought of seeing Kiba naked and wet with sweat kinda has me going for a second, but I slap myself back into reality.

He is just my roommate. Nothing more.

I hear him let out another grunt.

Keep complaining, I mutter in my head as I stare at the ceiling with closed eyes. At least you don't have to sleep with a fucking hard-on!