I was nineteen years old when I entered College. My roommate was supposed to be a buddy of mine from high school, but a few months before graduation he got a scholarship to a small University out of state. I decided to take my chances on a random roommate assignment since all of my other close friends were either attending trade school or working locally. The student housing website listed my roommate as Austin Bates, from Memphis, Tennessee. There wasn't much information about him online, so I was anxious to meet him.
Large universities can be intimidating to students from small high schools. When I first drove onto the campus the huge classroom buildings and blocks of Fraternity and Sorority houses freaked me out a little. I dragged my big duffle bag and suitcase into the front door of my dorm and checked-in at the front desk. The lobby was bustling with people, boxes and suitcases were everywhere. A pleasant but plain girl told me that my roommate had already checked in, so I paid the key deposit and headed upstairs. There were people on every floor moving around, talking, and making noise. It was a lot to take in.
Our room was on the top floor of the building and I decided to knock on the door rather than just barging in. I waited a minute or two to see if Austin was there. I thought I heard music inside the room, but it was noisy in the hallway so I couldn't be sure. I knocked again, a little louder and suddenly the door cracked open and there he was. Austin was a big guy, tall and beefy but not fat. He looked like a modern-day Viking, with a husky muscled frame and a masculine appearance. We shook hands and he backed into the room as we talked. Austin was one of those gentle giants, not edgy or aggressive. He had a calming presence, easy going and peaceful. He had already unpacked and chose the bed on the left. He offered to switch, but the right side suited me just fine. I unpacked my stuff and started organizing my side of the room.
Austin was about 6' 2" tall and had thick reddish blonde hair which he wore kind of long and brushed back from his face. But, the main thing I noticed as I took a second look at him, was his strikingly hairy legs. The hair on his legs went from the top of his feet all around his ankles and calves, up his thighs and disappeared into his shorts. He had a nicely trimmed beard and it was amazingly thick. Austin was my age, and even though he had average looks, that shock of reddish blonde hair was striking and enhanced his appearance. He was one of those furry guys, covered in body hair front to back and top to bottom. I couldn't figure out why his hairy legs were the first thing that captured my attention, and the main thing I stared at whenever I glanced at him. He was a nice guy but I had trouble focusing on anything but his extreme hairiness. In the bottom of my nuts I felt a stirring and I could tell my boy juices were flowing. Austin was pushing all the buttons.
We talked and got to know each other while I was unpacking. After I got my stuff put away, we decided to walk around campus and find our classes. Eventually we wandered over to one of the cafes to eat lunch. Austin was a cool guy, fun to be with and we hit it off well from the start. It was hot outside and humid as hell. We were both sweating by the time we got back to the dorm.
When we got back to our room, Austin grabbed his towel and body wash and said he was going to take a quick shower. I wanted to do the same but thought that might seem a little weird; following him into the shower room and stripping naked together.
Ours was an older dorm and the shower rooms on each floor were communal; just one big room with a bunch of shower heads along one side with towel hooks on the opposite side. There was no privacy in the showers whatsoever. When you stripped, everybody in there could see your dick, nuts, and ass all the time.
I told Austin I wanted to check my phone before cleaning up. When the door closed behind him I started thinking about his hairy body and imagining his shorts dropping to the floor in the showers exposing his hairy bush and plump cock. In seconds my dick got rock hard in my shorts just thinking about being naked in the shower with him. Fuck, I thought, what in the hell is going on with me? I shook it off, I was just horny, I hadn't jacked off in two days, a new personal record.
My cock finally calmed down a little and I was on my bed texting when Austin came back in. He was carrying his clothes in front of him and his towel was tied around his waist. I stared open jawed at his hairy chest. I had never seen a nineteen year old guy with such a hairy chest. He opened the door to his closet and threw his clothes in the laundry basket inside. Then, he pulled the towel from around his waist and hung it on the closet door. With his closet door open I could only see his bare ass briefly, but that blonde fur went all the way up from his legs across his butt and to the small of his back. When I saw his fuzzy ass my dick just got throbbing hard in a matter of seconds. I had to push it down and to the side to keep it from sticking out of my shorts.
"Hey Chris," Austin said sticking his head out from around the closet door, "you might want to leave your clothes here in the room when you take a shower. There isn't anywhere to put them in the shower room without getting them wet".
"Oh, okay," I replied, "thanks". My eyes were glued to him as he moved back behind the closet door but I didn't get a chance to see his cock or bush, only the side of his body. I could tell he was pulling on some athletic shorts and then he closed the closet door. He didn't put on any underwear or a shirt. As he walked past me I studied his chest which was completely covered in reddish blonde hair, just like his legs. I was so envious of his hairiness it was driving me crazy. I was also horny as fuck which just added to my discomfort.
He stretched one arm over his head and pulled it with the other one and I saw his hairy armpits. The hair in his pits was thick, like a bush of thick fur, denser than my pubic hair and it was a darker red than his chest hair. His dick had definitely plumped up in his shorts like he had a semi going on from the shower and I could see the ridge of his cock head outlined in the thin material. My mouth literally started to salivate and I licked my lips out of habit just shaking my head not really understanding why I was getting so horned up about a guy. My cock, on the other hand, was just fucking boned to the max and I had to sit up on the bed and put my arms around my knees to hide my erection.
Austin grabbed his phone and laid down on his bed. His hair was still pretty damp. He had towel dried and brushed it back. I could smell his body wash, it was intoxicatingly masculine. Everything about him was erotic and making me hornier by the minute. My heart was beating fast and I was breathing shallow, high up in my lungs. I forced myself to breathe slower to calm down. Nothing was working and I was pretty sure I was leaking pre-cum against my briefs. I couldn't move for fear of him seeing my shorts tented out in the front.
I waited a few minutes until Austin was looking closely at his phone and then stood up quickly turning away from him. I went to my closet and got a towel and wrapped it around my waist as I pushed my shorts down and off. I pulled off my tee shirt, grabbed my body wash and walked down the hall to the shower room. My dick was so hard I didn't know what I was going to do when I got there.
