"Oh!"

Nathan opened his eyes slowly, allowing them to adjust to the light in the room. He was in his bed, fully dressed. He must have left Warren's and passed out before he could get into pajamas. He closed his eyes, too lazy to get changed now that he was in his bed.

"Ahh…"

Nathan's eye shot open at the strange sound. One of his neighbors must have a 'guest' over. He groaned, putting his pillow over his head.

"Mmm… yes!"

The moans continued, but they didn't sound like they were from any of the rooms next to his. They sounded as if they were coming from the hallway.

Nathan got off of his bed, creeping slowly towards his door as the moaning persisted.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck me, Nathan!"

Nathan quickly opened the door once he heard his name, sticking his head out to look up and down the hallway. But there was no one.

He looked across the hall to Warren's room. The door was cracked.

"Harder! Harder, please!"

The moans were coming from his room. Nathan knew he shouldn't stick his nose in other people's business, but walked slowly towards Warren's door anyways. He pushed it open enough to peek inside. His eyes widened at the sight of Warren being drilled into by a faceless figure.

Warren was bent over the arm of his couch; the naked figure had a death grip on his hips as it fucked him senseless.

Warren was still in his blue long-sleeve, his sweat pants and briefs dropped around his ankles. His cheeks were flushed beyond anything Nathan has ever seen, hair tousled like it had been grabbed and pulled ruthlessly.

"Ah, Nathan, more…" Warren moaned. The red-faced Warren was looking straight through the crack at Nathan as he mewled.

Nathan felt his face heat up. Warren's disheveled stare made something stir in his pants.

Nathan was finally able to tear his eyes off of Warren to look back at the figure manhandling him, but his eyes filled with horror once he saw the face that appeared.

It was him.

His doppelganger had bruises along his ribs just like he had; in all the same places.

Other Nathan pounded into Warren mercilessly per his request. When the clone finally noticed that Nathan was watching through the cracked door he gave an evil grin; the expression looked foreign on his face.

He maintained eye contact as he pulled Warren up by his hair and latched his teeth on to his throat, sticking his hand underneath Warren's shirt to tweak his right nipple.

Clear liquid leaked out of the sides of Warren's mouth as his moaning became obscene. The drool fell from his chin as he reached down and tugged at his painfully hard cock. It didn't take Warren long to come once he started touching himself. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a silent cry as spurts of white fluid flew from his tip.

Warren hissed as the clone pulled back to show the deep hickey he had left on Warren's neck.

"Mine." He growled against Warren's ear as his hips quickened and halted deep inside his ass.

"Fuck!" Nathan cursed as he jolted up from his sleep.

His sudden yell scared Warren awake; causing him to flail off the twin sized bed and take the blanket with him. "Ow…" He groaned from the floor. "Oh, shit. I'm sorry." Nathan said as he got off of the bed to turn on the light switch. He picked the blanket up to reveal Warren lying on his stomach, his shirt slightly lifted to reveal his back dimples leading to his nice rounded ass. Nathan's mind immediately flew to the dream he had just had. He dropped the blanket, looking down at the problem in his sweat pants.

He didn't have enough time to hide it before Warren sat up, his head now face to face with Nathan's crotch. Nathan froze in fear. Warren's eyes were still closed, too groggy to open them just yet.

"D-Don't open your eyes!" Nathan yelled. Warren wanted to peak but Nathan quickly covered his eyes with his hands. "Why…?" Warren asked skeptically, trying to pull away from Nathan's hands.

Nathan took his hands off of Warren's face, but turned around before he could see anything. "What's wrong?" Warren asked as he stood from the floor. He looked to his digital clock before his eyes roamed around the room to make sure nothing was broken when he fell, it was 3:26 in the morning. When he finally looked back to Nathan, he stood there with his back to him. Warren tried to walk around Nathan to look him in the eye but Nathan kept turning his entire body away from him. It suddenly dawned on him.

"Oh..." Warren said finally. "I think… I know what's wrong." Nathan's face caught fire, "Don't say anything." Warren smirked, "Who was it about?" Warren asked, a slight chuckle forming in his words.

Nathan didn't answer. "C'mon. I'm not going to make fun of you or anything." There was still no reply.

"Turn around." Nathan demanded after the short silence. Warren raised his eyebrows, "Wh—

"Can you please just turn the fuck around?" Nathan practically begged. His boner was aching against his thigh, taunting him as he waited desperately for Warren to comply. "Aw, are you embarrassed?" Warren teased. Nathan was getting impatient, the throbbing becoming too much for him. He was going to snap, "You know what—

Knock knock

Nathan's eyes widened, snapping his head towards the other. Warren shared the same look. Nathan would get in huge trouble if someone found out he was in another guy's dorm. Not only was there a strict rule about not having visitors after 11, but if his father found out, Nathan would surely be dead.

Warren quickly pointed to his bed, using his best charade skills to tell Nathan to hide underneath. Nathan quickly did as he was told while Warren threw all of his stuff into his closet. Nathan almost groaned at the small amount of friction the floor gave him as he slid under the bed. He hasn't felt the urge to jack off for a few months, and he felt like an asshole for even contemplating doing it right there under Warren's bed.

Meanwhile Warren was frantically placing everything back into its original place to get rid of all evidence involving Nathan.

Knock knock knock

He pulled out his best convincing yawn, ruffling his hair as he peaked out the door, "Yes?"

Evan stood there in basketball shorts and a tank top. Out of all the people it could have been, Warren wasn't expecting him to be knocking at his door this late. "Are you alright? I heard a thud." He whispered, not coming off as very worried.

"Oh yeah, bad dream. I ended up rolling right off my bed." Warren whispered back, trying his best to look embarrassed at his own words. Evan looked passed Warren to his bed. Warren was thankful that he thought to clean up before answering the door. Evan looked convinced as he shook his head, trying his best not to make fun of Warren's clumsiness.

"Well, try not to make much noise. You have neighbors." Evan mumbled as he turned to walk back to his room. "Good night." Warren called out quietly to the other before closing his door and locking it.

Nathan waited until he heard the lock click before rolling out from under the bed. The sudden danger of the situation fixed the issue he had, allowing him to stand in front of Warren without embarrassment.

When Nathan had stood, Warren's eyes flew straight to the area of question. Nathan noticed, but he bit his tongue as he dusted himself off, "When's the last time you cleaned under your bed?" he tried in an attempt to change the subject.