Chapter 2: A Nude Kind of Day
Cody Grey almost never hesitated in anything he did, but on this occasion, when he took off his last item of clothing, he couldn't stop himself from glancing at the door begging himself not to give into this impulsive curiosity. Flexing his lean muscular shoulders, his bare chest gleaming in the dimly lit room, Cody dragged his slacks down his thighs.
Cody stood there, his fully naked form edging towards the window where he could see the social and frat house from which Jake had just returned. The tiny hairs on Cody's arm stood up, a chill streaking down his spine at the possibilities and vulnerabilities floating in the air.
As if on cue, the door swung open, revealing Jake, whose charming green eyes widened comically at the scene. His shaggy blond hair stood on end as he struggled to peel his eyes from Cody's exposed form.
He blinked, looking away, then double-taking.
"Jesus Christ, Cody! I--uh--thought you'd be dressed. I wasn't expecting... this." Jake stammered, gesturing vaguely towards Cody's exposed lower half.
Cody raised an eyebrow, studying his roommate. "Well, you could have knocked," he retorted, but without heat. Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the heat in the room amped up like a furnace. Alarmed by his surge of longing, Cody broke the connection first.
"Seriously, Jake? I'm naked here. Get out!"
Jake spluttered, backing away with a hand covering his eyes, muttering incoherent apologies. But his muffled voice didn't quite hide the husky tone. "I-I won't look. Sorry, man. I really have to use the bathroom." He stumbled towards the door, still refusing to open his eyes.
Left alone, Cody shivered and grabbed a nearby towel, wrapping it hastily around his waist.
His heart raced, as much from the thrill of his streaking experiment as the near encounter with Jake. Curiosity still bubbled in Cody, inflaming him with fresh desires. He pictured Jake's hands gripping the doorframe, knuckles white--was he restraining himself, or merely bracing the shock of Cody's nudity?
Cody licked his lips, casting a furtive glance towards his roommate's bed. Jake had already retreated back into the communal bathroom, leaving ample opportunity to investigate those confusing desires.
Shrugging, Cody released the towel securing his waist, the fabric pooling around his ankles. Goosebumps speckled his skin as the evening air circled his bare body,
Cody ghosted his fingers over his chest, the sensation of his own hand exploring his torso was surprisingly thrilling. He slid his hand lower, weaving around the linea alba towards the warmth blossoming in his pelvis.