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Panic can come in many forms, and it can arise in any situation if things go unexpectedly. For some, panic could come from waking up late for their job or an important class. Panic could also manifest from forgetting one's keys or phone in their pocket while they're already out of the house. While it might be commonplace to assume that certain types are more prone to panic out of size or "weakness," the truth of the matter is that anyone can experience that feeling of dread or heart-racing terror. Even if they're one of the biggest brutes on campus.

"... Craaaaaashhhhh... Crash, where are you?!"

The sun had set less than an hour ago, which meant that the empty streets were illuminated only by the streetlamps and the moonlight above. Traffic had dispersed long ago, which meant that the side-street was littered with a generous amount of fallen leaves from the autumn foliage. The eerie vacancy of the neighborhood made the area feel like the opening of a cheesy slasher movie, especially when only one guy was wandering alone down the sidewalk. And since the weather was already turning chilly that late September, he had to cross his muscular arms tightly to preserve some of the warmth in his tight hoodie.

"Dammit..." The burly guy had to stop for a moment and catch his breath, hanging his head while his curved horns bounced off the light from the streetlamp above. He may have been fortunate to have worn a hoodie, but his tight athletic shorts left his legs mostly exposed to the Canadian cold. Despite his thick auburn fur, it was matted in remnants of sweat to leave him shivering from the slightest breeze. On any other night, he would've likely made a beeline back to his dorm room before he could catch a cold. But given what happened earlier that day, all he could do was drag one of his brown paws down his face and mutter to himself, "I really should've gotten another jacket for him..."

After taking a moment to catch his breath, he pulled his head back up to reveal a more determined stare. He quickly jogged down the quaint suburban street, while the top of his dorm building could just barely be seen above the treelines behind him. While he may have had no idea where to actually go, he knew that the local park was just a couple blocks away. So instead of calling out for Crash some more, he kept a steady pace and tried to ignore the cold.

'Please be alright, Crash,' he thought to himself in a panic. 'Fuck... this is not how I wanted to start my first semester...'

One Month Prior

"Hey, uhhhh... are you Pumpkin?"

The auburn ram was halfway through unpacking one of his boxes when he turned around. Another ram was standing at the open doorway, with the lanyard of his key-card hanging just below his pecs. He was wearing a bright blue tanktop and tight orange shorts, while a heavy duffle bag hung over his back. Despite his well-toned physique and thick muscles, there was still a nervous blush beneath his dark gray fur to match his expression. "Ummm... M-My name is Crash. This... This is room 708, right?"

"Oh! Yeah, the R.A. mentioned you earlier." The student put down his box before walking up to Crash with a smile. "Yeah, name's Pumpkin. Pleased to meet you." He shook paws with the fellow ram, which helped to ease Crash's anxiety the tiniest bit. Unlike the new roommate, Pumpkin was wearing a loose pair of black basketball shorts and a matching mesh top. He pointed back to the stack of boxes atop one of the desks at the back of the room. "Yeah, I kinda claimed my desk already, but I don't have a preference for bunks."

Crash nodded as he glanced past Pumpkin, taking note of the empty desk across from his roommate's. He decided to hoist his duffle onto the top bunk of the bed, before rubbing his shoulder with a paw. He glanced back at Pumpkin for a moment, who went back to unpacking his box with his back turned to Crash. Because of that, he wasn't able to see the gray ram's blush upon seeing the curvature of his muscular back through the mesh. "So, what's your major?" asked Pumpkin as he tried to maintain discussion with his new roomie. "I'm here as part of my scholarship for the school's wrestling program."

"Uhhhh... O-Oh, that's really cool!" Crash had to shake his head clear to keep from getting too transfixed on Pumpkin's back. He hurriedly turned back to his duffle bag and started pulling out clothes. "I, ummm... I-I'm undecided right now with my major, but I... I already got signed up for the school's weight-lifting team."

"Oh, nice!" Pumpkin turned to shoot an impressed smirk at him. "Well, it's nice to hear we'll both be at the gym a lot! I'm not gonna lie, I was worried I'd be rooming with someone who wasn't into that stuff."

"Yeah, uhhh... me too..." Crash smiled back at him nervously, but he continued to unload his duffle and not appear too flustered. He had only just entered the tiny room, but the scent of Pumpkin's sweat was unbelievably thick in the air. He had to try and clench his thighs as rapidly and discreetly as he could, just in case his blood flow redirected itself from one too many deep breaths. It didn't help that he had to clench his muzzle to keep his expression neutral, despite the heavy blush that began to emerge across his cheeks; he could only breathe in through his nostrils, which flared out more prominently with every inhale of that thick scent behind him.

Before he could even realize it, Crash's head hung down for a second as he craned his head with a sharp shudder. "... mmnnnghhh~"

"Hmm?" Pumpkin turned his head and tried to ask, "You say something?"

"N-No! Uhhh... I mean, ummm..." Crash tried not to look back at Pumpkin when he blurted out, "Did you... g-go to the gym already?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah!" Pumpkin lifted up one of his arms, which was practically dripping with sweat while his fur was matted against his muscles. He took a couple sniffs of his hairy pit through the mesh, and instantly reeled his head back. "Whoo! Fuck, my bad, dude!"

While he may have not been the biggest fan of showering (especially daily like some of the other weirdos on campus), Pumpkin wasn't raised in a barn. Before he could take notice of how obviously Crash was getting riled-up, he walked past the ram with a playful smack on the back. "Yeah, sorry about that, Crash. Didn't want that to be my first impression." He grabbed his towel, and a small bag of toiletries before exiting the dorm room. "Don't worry, I'll take a quick shower before I show you around campus. The dining hall is surprisingly decent here!"

With that, Crash was left alone as soon as the door slammed behind Pumpkin. The ram almost collapsed with how badly his knees gave out, and he had to grip the ledge of his bunk with both paws. He finally opened his muzzle to breathe out in a whimpering moan, which was thankfully unheard through the door. Unfortunately, despite the much-needed privacy he may have had from that locked door, that also meant he was trapped inside that tiny space wafting with his new roommate's musk. He tried to clasp his paw over his mouth, but it was still obvious from his blush that Pumpkin left quite an impact; in addition, the ram's tight shorts had become much tighter from his erection tenting out the front.

"Nnnnnfffff!!~" Pumpkin hadn't even been gone for a minute, but it was long enough for Crash to grunt under his breath and pull out a tube-sock from his duffle bag. He leaned back against the door to ensure it couldn't be opened, and he yanked down the front of his shorts before wrapping his sock around his cock. While his other paw tightly covered his moaning muzzle, he vigorously started to jerk himself like a teenager who discovered his first dirty magazine. His hungry moans were thankfully muffled through his paw, and his legs tensed up as he tugged himself furiously. "Mnnnnnghhhhh!!!~"

The ram was already pent-up, so it didn't take too long for him to reach a much-needed climax. His hips writhed with a strong shiver, and he only needed to stroke his cock less than a dozen times before cumming hard into his sock. His fur stood on end while he moaned deeply into his paw, all while he remained standing against the door by the tips of his toes. By the time he finally settled down, and the throbs of his cock finally depleted in his grip, over half of his tube-sock was completely soaked in his sticky secretions. "Nnnnnfffffff... Aaaaaaahhhhhh..."

Crash slowly pulled away from the door, and tossed his sock onto his bunk with a lazy throw. He crawled up onto his mattress, not even moving his duffle bag aside as he laid on top of it. His face was buried into his pillow, and the front of his shorts were still pulled down while his semi-flaccid cock was pressed against the mattress. Luckily for the exhausted ram, only his covered backside was visible when the door reopened a few minutes later. Pumpkin wasn't lying about how quickly he could shower, as he returned to the dorm with his clothes back on and his fur still damp.

"Hmmm?" He had a towel wrapped around his shoulders when he paused at the doorway, and noticed Crash sprawled out in the top bunk. Since the ram was lying face-down and nearly unconscious, Pumpkin merely huffed and rolled his eyes with a smirk. "Jeeze... I didn't think moving was that much of a hassle."

[hr]

The skies were now pitch-black, which made the public park appear more eerie as fallen leaves drifted across the grass from every breeze. Pumpkin had to cross his arms tightly once again, shivering as he walked in a huddled stance. He was making a beeline towards the large gazebo he could see across the park, which seemed like the most likely place for someone to hide out from the cold. But since he resumed walking at a slower pace, the ram had some time to really think over what had occurred since that move-in day.

Despite how similar his and Crash's backgrounds may have been, and how often the two shared time at the college gym for their respective scholarships, neither of them really spent much time connecting with the other. Pumpkin had a rather packed schedule between wrestling practice and classes, and he could only assume his roommate had similar circumstances. However, he was starting to realize that Crash's dry behavior and limited interactions towards him may have been due to something else. It didn't help that Pumpkin was a heavy sleeper, which would make it easier for Crash to hide any late-night behaviors within the confines of their tiny dorm. Of course, all of that was merely an assumption for now, despite what may have occurred earlier that day.

"Ughhhh..." Pumpkin hung his head while walking briskly, clearly lost in his thoughts. His muzzle was tightly clenched, but he was trying his hardest not to feel too conflicted about what happened. A couple of hours had passed, which allowed for the majority of his shock and confusion to drift away. He tried to think things over logically, but that was easier said than done while shivering in the late autumn cold. Not to mention, he was feeling far more concern about Crash than he did any awkwardness.

During the month of classes and college integration, Pumpkin and Crash were fortunate enough to be roommates without much conflict or complaint. If anything, the two spent far more time outside their dorm room than they did together. Aside from a couple shared meals at the cafeteria, or some forced conversations they tried to have outside of classes, the two basically acted as most college roommates did; acknowledging one another's existence, but not much more than that. If anything, the closest the two got to "bonding" were playing a few of Pumpkin's video games. Nothing too "friendly," but certainly livable...

... That was, until the incident.

Earlier that afternoon, Pumpkin had just finished his grueling practice sessions at the gym with his wrestling team. Even though he was wearing a heather-gray tank top that was two sizes too big, it was clinging to his back and chest while soaked in sweat. Aside from the key-card hanging from his lanyard, and the thin earbuds playing music from his phone, the ram wasn't dressed any differently from how he looked back at the gym. He was fortunate to have been by himself on the elevator up to his floor, partially because of how badly he reeked of his unwashed musk. He also used that moment to scratch his crotch, grimacing a little from his new jockstrap clinging to his junk; he wished he put it through the washer before using it, but he had to buy it for necessity after running out of clean pairs so soon.

When Pumpkin exited the elevator, his head was bobbing along to the electronic music blasting through his earbuds. He wasn't able to hear any outside noises when he reached his door, even as he gave a quick swipe of his key-card through the scanner. The ram didn't bother knocking first, which proved to be a grave mistake. As soon as he opened the door, Pumpkin was greeted with the shocking sight of his roommate's bare backside while he was squatting on the floor.

"Aaaaahhhhh~" Much like Pumpkin, Crash was wearing earbuds that kept him from overhearing the door opening up behind him. All of his clothes were strewn on the floor beside him, leaving him completely nude for Pumpkin's bulging eyes to see. His muscular ass was less than a foot off the ground, while a bright red rod of silicone was firmly planted to the floor by its suction cup. Pumpkin wasn't able to get a good view of what exactly his roommate was sitting on, but he could certainly see how tightly the ram's hole was clenching around the girth of that glossy base; and given how plump the round bulge at the bottom looked, he could only assume that Crash was trying to swallow up the toy's thick knot while moaning muffledly. "Mmmmmphhhh..."

As if the sight of Crash riding a dildo in the middle of the dorm wasn't shocking enough, Pumpkin's pupils shrunk the instant he looked at the ram's blushing face from a nearby mirror. While one of Crash's hands was reaching down to spread apart his cheeks, his other was tightly clasping a familiar-looking cloth over his snout. It took Pumpkin a moment to recognize the bright pink band of elastic hanging from his roommate's wrist, which solved the mystery of where one of his jockstraps went a couple days ago. He could've sworn he just lost it in the washing machine, but apparently it was taken by Crash before it could leave the hamper.

"Nnnnnnnfffff..." Crash was taking his sweet time huffing the cup of his roommate's jock, sucking in deep breaths of the heady musk soaked into the cotton fabric. His weightlifting experience proved to be perfect for his current position, as his muscular legs were able to remain squatted for his slow motions up and down his trusty toy. Pumpkin could see every muscle bulging each time his legs tensed up, right before Crash moaned deeply through his roommate's jock and moved himself up the length of that phallic silicone. The stunned ram at the doorway wasn't sure which part was more impressive: Crash's flawless stance on the floor, or how much of that thick dildo he was able to slide inside of him with every strenuous motion.

His paw may have been cupped tightly around that jockstrap over his muzzle, but his moaning was quite loud within the confines of that dorm room. Even Pumpkin could hear this roommate's voice through his earbuds, but he was thankful enough to look out in the hallway and make sure nobody else was present. Luckily for Crash's sake, the hall still looked to be empty while all the other doors remained shut. Unfortunately, that left Pumpkin in quite the dilemma: should he just close the door and leave his roommate be, or enter the dorm fully and confront Crash for misusing his sweaty jock?

All the while, Crash was fully lost in musk-addled bliss as he rode his toy for all it was worth. If Pumpkin wasn't facing the ram's back, he would've been able to see how much precum had spurted from his throbbing cock, which left several thin strands splattered across the linoleum floor. He threw his head back while his eyes were shut, and he began to hop up and down his toy at a faster pace. It almost looked like he was auditioning for a solo scene in a porno flick, as his meaty cock began to bob in tandem with his thrusts and spit out more of his precum everywhere. And with how heavily he was inhaling the codpiece of his roommate's underwear, his blissful groans made it sound like he was enjoying a hefty bong-hit.

"Mmmmrrrrghhhhh~" The muscles in the ram's legs were bulging with each push off the ground, while his needy hole tried its best to clench around the dildo's shaft. The sensation of emptiness was intense enough to make his moans tremble through Pumpkin's jock, and his knees quivered from the titillation that struck his nerves. And when he pushed himself back down that thick silicone, he could feel himself spurting more precum from his prostate being teased so relentlessly. The stimulation was overwhelming to make the ram lean his head back even more, as he felt himself just about to reach his--

"HRRRMMPHHH?!?"

In that split-second moment where Crash reopened his eyes, he froze in a panic when he caught sight of his roommate. The ram's head was leaned back far enough to see Pumpkin's face upside-down, although his shocked expression was clear as day for Crash to see. His pupils shrunk to the size of pin-pricks, and he clenched hard enough around his toy to nearly snap it in half. Pumpkin had no idea how long he was standing at the doorway, but it wasn't long enough to pull him from his speechless state. Crash's paw trembled around his muzzle, while his roommate's jockstrap fell to the floor beside him.

What felt like an eternity of silence passed between the two stunned rams, which was fortunately left uninterrupted while alone in the dorm hallway. Pumpkin could only blink a couple times, before he slowly stepped backwards into the hall. He awkwardly looked away from Crash while blushing profusely, and closed the door to give him some privacy. As soon as the latch clicked shut, Pumpkin winced when he heard a barrage of thumps and scuffling from his roommate inside.

"Uggghhhhh..." Pumpkin turned away from the door and covered his cringing face with a paw. A plethora of thoughts and emotions were running through his head, but he was trying his absolute hardest not to freak out about what he caught Crash doing. He had to lean against the wall with his head lurched down, and he pinched the bridge of his snout as he tried to process what just happened. Unfortunately, as soon as he reopened his eyes and looked down at his hooves, his eyes shot wide-open when the sight of his raging hard-on blocked his view; due to how tight and elastic his shorts were, the tent he was sporting was unbelievably obvious. "NNNGHHH!!"

Pumpkin lurched his head up and looked around in a panic, but he was still completely alone while he covered his crotch with both paws. He was grateful he wasn't seen by any other students, but he could only imagine how freaked-out Crash must've been inside the dorm room. Pumpkin had to close his eyes and take a couple calming breaths, and even stood back upright as he jostled his arms and legs to settle his nerves. After what had to have been a minute at most, Pumpkin reopened his eyes just as his door reopened.

"Uhhh--HEY!!" Before he could get a single word out, Pumpkin was frantically pushed aside by the ram who bolted out of the dorm. Crash ran down the hallway in nothing but his shorts and tanktop, and escaped through the stairwell instead of the elevator. Pumpkin was taken aback by how abruptly his roommate ran away, even though he couldn't blame him in the slightest. Nevertheless, he only needed a moment of composure before he rushed back into his dorm and grabbed his hoodie from his bed. He then locked the door behind him and ran down the hallway. "H-Hey, wait a minute! Crash!! CRASH!!!"

But alas, despite how quickly he tried to run down the stairwell to reach the ground floor, Pumpkin was left by himself when he got outside. Crash was long gone without his key-card, his phone, or even his wallet. The ram looked around frantically, but he had no idea where his roommate would have run off to. But with the sun beginning to set in the distance, he knew that Crash was going to be in even more trouble if he stayed out after dark...

***

Pumpkin had looked all over campus for his roommate, but he eventually realized that Crash couldn't enter most buildings without his key-card for access. He was sure that Crash had to be within walking distance, but that didn't exactly narrow down options for where he could've gone. Despite how much Pumpkin tried to pace himself, he was thoroughly exhausted by the time he reached the opposite end of the local park. He could see the outline of a figure inside the gazebo, but he tried to keep himself from feeling too optimistic. But much to the ram's relief, he could see some familiar curved horns on the shape by the time he reached the gazebo steps.

Pumpkin carefully went up the stairs, and could see the outline of Crash's back when he reached the entrance. The gray ram was huddled over a bench and shivering badly, his breaths notably hoarse and weak. Pumpkin kept his muzzle tightly clenched in silence, not wanting to spook him after what happened last time. However, after closing his eyes to take a deep breath, he exhaled softly and turned his focus on the scared ram.

"Ummm... Crash?"

"HUUUHHHH!!!" Crash may have been cold and overwhelmed beyond belief, but he shot up from the bench like he was hit with an electrical shock. He turned around and backed up against the wall of the gazebo, his eyes wide-open and his fur sticking out like a petrified housecat. The instant he saw Pumpkin at the only exit, he looked unbelievably terrified. But before he could think of hopping over the gazebo ledge and making another escape, Pumpkin held his paws out and remained in place.

"I-It's okay! It's okay!" Pumpkin's voice was just as insistent as it was sincere. "Dude, it's alright! I promise I'm not gonna hurt you! Please!"

Crash was panting rapidly, and he kept his back pressed up against the wall like he had been caught by the cops. Even though the gazebo had limited light inside, Pumpkin could see the remnants of tears that had dried across the ram's matted cheeks. His hooves remained firmly in place as he slowly brought his paws to his torso, making sure that Crash saw every motion for himself. Pumpkin pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in the same attire as Crash before tossing the jacket towards him. "Here, uhhhh... I think you need this more than me..."

Even though he was frozen in fear, Crash was able to catch his roommate's hoodie when it was tossed in his direction. The ram only hesitated for a second before he put on the hoodie, zipping it up and letting out a deep sigh of relief. Pumpkin's body warmth helped make the jacket feel ten times more effective, especially when Crash crossed his arms tightly and closed his eyes. His bare legs gave out as he slid down the wall, eventually sitting on the floor before Pumpkin. "Th... T-Thank you... Thankyousomuch..."

Pumpkin may have had a lot of questions for him, but he smiled graciously when he saw Crash was okay. Regardless, he still took his time as he slowly walked towards him. He sat down on the bench across from Crash, allowing for a few feet of space between them. Crash needed a moment to catch his breath and regain some body heat, but Pumpkin was patient enough to sit in the cold and wait in silence. Eventually, the two became silent while sitting across from one another awkwardly.

Crash had to keep his head hung low, mostly to keep Pumpkin from seeing his humiliated expression. His eyes were clenched shut, but he was thankful enough not to cry in front of his roommate. Pumpkin had his muzzle shut as well, while his expression remained blank and unoffended. He waited for Crash to say something, mostly because he had no idea what to say himself.

"I... I-I..."

Crash breathed out shakily, although Pumpkin was worried for a moment that he was about to start sobbing. The ram's blonde hair draped over his eyes while he sat hunched in shame. "... I'm s-so sorry," muttered Crash, his voice quivering weakly. "I... I have no excuse... You... Y-You didn't deserve that..."

Pumpkin's lips tightened for a moment as he breathed in, unable to argue with that last part. He certainly didn't deserve to have his underwear stolen and defiled by his roommate, especially behind his back. But at the same time, Pumpkin felt strangely guilty for how ashamed his roommate looked at that moment. Regardless of what he did, it was obvious that getting caught in the act was mortifying enough for Crash to handle.

"W-Well, uhhh... thank you for telling me that..." Pumpkin looked away from the ram uncomfortably, and scratched the back of his neck while trying to think of something else to say. "Ummmm... if it helps, I... I don't think anybody else was around when that happened. So, you know... I guess it could be worse..."

Crash let out a sharp huff, although Pumpkin wasn't sure if that was a sigh of relief or further embarrassment. He eventually repositioned himself so his knees were pressed together, and his paws were covering his face from Pumpkin's view. "Oh god... I really am sorry, dude... I'm so sorry."

"Hey, come on..." Pumpkin was surprised by how naturally he tried to stop his roommate's apologies, even though they were probably warranted. After breathing out through his nostrils, he glanced back at Crash and tried to add with a shrug, "I... I'm not gonna say anything about this, alright? Like... I know you feel really bad right now, but... I promise, I'll keep this between us."

After a couple seconds of silence, Crash put down his paws and stared up at Pumpkin with a red-eyed look of surprise. "R... R-Really?"

"Yeah, I swear..." Pumpkin still felt a little uncomfortable, but that was mostly because he was already shivering in his tanktop and shorts. He crossed his arms tightly against his chest while averting his eyes once more. "I mean... if it was the other way around, I'd hope for that, at least..."

Despite how grateful he may have been of Pumpkin's promise, Crash merely huffed and looked away from him. "Well... the fact of the matter is that it wasn't... It was me who did that..."

That admission made him hang his head and cover his face again. "Gah! Fuck... Dude, I'll pay for whatever I used, and then some..." After breathing out hoarsely, he clenched his eyes to keep from tearing up. "I... I'll also move out as soon as I can."

"H-Hay, whoa, WHOA!" Pumpkin threw out his paws and stared back at him wide-eyed. "W-Wait a minute! I... I wasn't going to kick you out or anything!"

"Oh, come on!" Crash kept his muzzle pointed away from the other ram, and he leaned back against the wall in defeat. His muzzle quivered more notably while his voice trembled in guilt. "P-Pumpkin, I... I know it wouldn't be right to stay after... t-that... I acted like a freak and broke your trust..."

"Dude, n... n-no you didn't..." Pumpkin pinched the bridge of his snout and cringed from how much he hesitated there. While he didn't want to make Crash feel too bad about his actions, it was hard to deny that he violated Pumpkin's trust and privacy. In fact, the ram was honestly a little perturbed by how defensive he was acting on Crash's behalf. But even with the mental image of his roommate's dildo-riding session engrained so vividly in his head, Pumpkin sighed and tried to speak more honestly. "You're... You're not a freak, okay? We all do... like... weird stuff when we're horny..."

Pumpkin shrugged to himself awkwardly, but it was followed by another quick shiver due to the cold. Despite the awkwardness between himself and Crash, he scooted himself down the bench so there was plenty of room for both of them. "L-Listen, I..." He had to pause for a moment with his eyes shut, not wanting to face Crash directly while speaking. "... I only had that one hoodie, so... u-unless we're gonna leave right now, I'd like for both of us to be warm while we talk..."

Crash's brows raised in surprise, and he stared up at the ram who was blushing deeply to himself. He wasn't sure if Pumpkin was just trying to wrap up their talk outdoors, or if he wanted to show how little he minded being around him after that incident. Regardless of what may have been the case, Crash couldn't deny that his roommate's hoodie wasn't the best means to warm himself in that breezy gazebo. So despite his worries, he decided to pull himself up from the cold floor. "Ummm... Well, uhhh... You don't mind sharing body heat with me so soon?"

"Well, I made room for you, didn't I?" Pumpkin's discomfort wasn't enough to keep him from smirking at Crash in assurance. The other ram was too cold to think of any subtext, and didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth. He shuddered when he sat beside Pumpkin on the bench, his eyes pointing away from him as much as he could. The two awkwardly nestled in close to one another, solely for warmth while the skies grew darker outside.

"... ummmm..."

Crash grimaced upon hearing his sheepish voice out-loud, but he tried not to falter when he asked awkwardly, "S-So, uhhhh... you... y-you don't want me to move out?"

"Dude, quit saying that..." Pumpkin rolled his eyes and sighed, although he tried not to let his amusement of such a question show. Since he could understand Crash's hesitance, he decided to clarify himself by wrapping an arm around the ram's back. Crash tensed up greatly while hearing Pumpkin say in assurance, "Look, I... I totally get why you'd think that, but... Well, if there's a chance to smooth things over by talking, I'd rather do that. I don't wanna deal with the stress and hassle of moving or anything, and I doubt you would either. That'd involve stuff like, talking with the R.A. and filing paperwork. Not to mention dealing with a new roommate, which would suck for both of us."

"Heh... Y-Yeah, I guess..." Crash lowered his head while his muzzle skewed in contemplation. While he could understand Pumpkin's point of view, he wasn't sure how either of them could gloss over what happened with just a simple talk. It didn't help that Pumpkin's unwashed pit was just inches from Crash's face. The intoxicating scent of his sweat was enough to make him reel his muzzle away, just in case he took too deep of a breath of the ram's musk. Fortunately, he breathed out through his nostrils sharply and tried to keep their conversation in focus. "B-But still, I... I feel like such an idiot for doing that."

"Well, at least I know you're not a homophobe." Pumpkin huffed to himself with a weak smirk, although it was unclear if that was more for his own comfort or Crash's. Regardless, the ram didn't notice his roommate's widening eyes while he turned away with a blush. "I-I mean, uhhh... I didn't wanna say anything about it when you moved in... Not that I was worried or anything."

It was at that point that Crash was staring back at him with his brows fully raised. His surprised expression was eventually noticed when Pumpkin looked back at him timidly. "W... W-Wait, you... you're, uhhh..."

Pumpkin's smirk widened a bit more naturally, but all he could do was shrug while keeping his arm around Crash's back. "Yeah, I'm gay," he admitted without an ounce of shame. "I don't really bring it up, but that's not because I'm closeted or anything. I just prefer to have people know me for more than just my sexuality, y'know?"

"Yeah, I... I can understand that..." Crash crossed his legs tightly together, and he turned his muzzle elsewhere to hide his embarrassed blush. "I... I-I wasn't exactly... sure about myself..."

That admission made Pumpkin glance at him with a look of disbelief. "Hmph~ Oh, really now? You're telling me that you did all that without realizing you might be into dudes?~"

"I-I-I dunno! Ughhh..." Crash groaned and lurched his head down, pulling away from Pumpkin's arm briefly. He kept his eyes closed while muttering under his breath, "I dunno, it's... I-It's not exactly easy to think about those things while starting college... There's a lot to process here!"

"Alright, alright. I get it, dude." Pumpkin held up his claw and spoke assuredly. "Sorry, I wasn't trying to tease you or anything."

"Ugh... you are NOT the one to apologize here..." Crash took another breath while his head was between his knees, thankfully away from Pumpkin's musk so he could clear his head. He eventually pulled his head back up before speaking more firmly. "B-But still, I... I really will buy you more underwear to make up for what I took, alright? Like... I still have them, but..."

That just made Pumpkin chuckle and shake his head. "Wow! Uhhh... Well, at least I don't have to buy any myself. Honestly, I'll be okay with you washing them, at least."

"O-Oh, yeah! Yeah, I'll totally do that!" He nodded frantically with that response, but he still blushed in embarrassment when Pumpkin chuckled at his flusteredness. "S-Still, I... I didn't mean to hide any of them from you. I think I just... I kinda forgot to put them back."

"Yeah, that makes sense..." Pumpkin pulled his arm off Crash's back for a moment, just so he could scratch the back of his head between his horns. "Heh~ I gotta say, I would've never expected to hear my underwear sparked a sexual awakening."

"Mnnnnghhhhh..." Even with Pumpkin's arm fully lifted and that hairy pit right in Crash's field of vision, the gray ram had to lurch forward and cover his face with both paws. He knew that his roommate was just joking around, but the truthfulness of that remark was enough to make him cringe. Of course, Crash needed to take a breath before pulling his head back up with a heavy sigh. "W-Well, uhhh... is... it is bad to admit that's... kinda true?"

Pumpkin and Crash sat together for a moment in silence, the former needing a few seconds to process such a question. Despite the brief look of surprise on his face, he kept a non-judgmental smile while shrugging his head. "Eh, at least I can kinda understand that frame of mind. Like, I was in my teens when I realized I was gay, but it took me a while to really accept it. And during those months of confusion, I uhhhh... definitely wish I did things differently."

"Hmph~ Like what?" Crash wasn't expecting his roommate to actually answer that, but he still looked at him with a less frazzled smile. But much to his surprise, Pumpkin only paused for a couple seconds before shrugging a second time.

"Well, uhhh... I may have watched a few Strong-Man competitions on TV when my parents were asleep. Heh heh..."

Crash's eyes practically bulged out of his skull, while his blush nearly exploded across his cheeks. Considering what he had been caught doing earlier, learning such a thing about his roommate was quite a coincidental revelation. Pumpkin chuckled to himself nervously and looked away from the ram, but he knew he may have admitted too much. But at the same time, he was quick to add, "Hey, that's not nearly as bad as what you were doing!"

"Nnnnghhhh!" His head lurched down with his muzzle tightly clenched, but he couldn't say much to counteract Pumpkin's point. Fortunately though, Crash was feeling a lot less fretful compared to a few minutes prior. "Y-Yeah, I guess..."

After a significantly less shaky exhale, Crash turned back to Pumpkin and tried to show a teasing smirk. "So... Strong-Man competitions, huh?~"

"Yeah, guilty as charged..." Pumpkin rolled his eyes while dragging his paws through his chestnut hair. His raised arm left his armpit exposed in Crash's vicinity, which certainly helped to wrinkle the ram's smirk visibly. It was unclear whether or not Pumpkin noticed that expression, but it didn't help that his eyes narrowed on him ever so slightly. He slowly lowered his arm back down, while shooting Crash a friendlier smirk of his own. "Although... I'll admit that I'm surprised you felt that kind of way about me. It kinda explains how nervous you've been acting~"

"W-Well, uhhh... can you blame me?" Crash didn't know what came over him when he made such a cheeky reply. But considering how cordial the two of them were acting, the blistering cold didn't seem to affect either of them while their cheeks grew hotter by the second. Sure, their bare legs were still fidgeting a bit with their fur raised, but it was unclear whether or not the weather was the sole reason. Crash slowly scooted himself in closer against Pumpkin, until their sides were tightly pressed against each other. "A-Although, I... I suppose it's good we're learning about each other now."

"Oh yeah, totally..." Pumpkin's arm wrapped around Crash's back once more, but he made sure to get his musky pit a little closer to the ram's blushy face. "I mean... I kinda wish it happened under better circumstances. But at the same time... I suppose it's better to get all that awkwardness out of the way in one go than letting it slowly fester over the semester."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking..." Crash was still trembling nervously, but that didn't stop him from leaning his head in closer to Pumpkin's side. His lips tightened a little in apprehension while trying to smile in his roommate's embrace. "S-Still, I... I'm really sorry it had to be like... t-that..."

"It's alright, Crash..." Pumpkin leaned his head in as well, resting it atop one of Crash's horns. He rubbed the ram's muscular shoulder while saying sweetly, "I forgive you, dude..."

Crash closed his eyes contentedly, and breathed in to savor that moment of unexpected serenity between them. However, that breath also gave him a surprisingly strong dose of Pumpkin's ripe, unwashed musk. Since his muzzle was so close to the ram's sweaty pit, Crash's body instantly tensed up and made his eyes open wide. His muzzle clenched tightly as well, which only made his nostrils flare out even more when he filled his lungs with more of that heady scent.

"Mmmmmphhhh~" Crash instinctively tried to clasp his paw over his muzzle, but it was too late. As soon as he took that first deep breath of Pumpkin's musky pit, any nervousness he may have felt was instantly replaced by an intense heat that struck his loins. Even with his legs tightly crossed together, it wasn't enough to counteract the thick tent that emerged from the crotch of his shorts.

"Heh~" Pumpkin's grin widened quite a bit as well, confirming that he knew exactly what he was doing. After overcoming the initial shock he felt earlier, it was a lot easier for him to adjust to the idea of having a musk-hungry roommate like Crash by his side. Much like the trembling ram beside him, Pumpkin groaned under his breath as he felt himself getting hard in his athletic shorts. He lifted his arm up higher, removing it from Crash's body so he was free to move however he pleased. "Mmmmmm... There we go..."

Crash may have heard his roommate's lustful growl, but he was too enamored in that overwhelming scent to respond with anything more than a quivering moan. Without even thinking, he moved his head down a little lower so it got closer to Pumpkin's hairy pit. His nostrils flared out once more to take a deeper breath, not caring one bit how obviously that may have been seen by his roommate. His legs tightened up in their crossed state, while the tent in his crotch visibly twitched from that second hungry breath. "Nnnnnnnfffffff..."

Pumpkin shuddered through his gritted teeth, and his arm nearly dropped when he felt Crash's hot breath brush against his sweaty pit. The sensation of his roommate getting in so close to such a sensitive region wasn't exactly ticklish, but it still made the corners of Pumpkin's muzzle crack a little. He breathed out sharply and tried to stay in place with his arm firmly raised. Of course, as soon as Crash let out a deeper moan between breaths, Pumpkin tensed up the moment he felt the ram's wet snout press up against his pit. "Mnnnnghhh!!~"

"HUHHH!!" Crash immediately backed up in a panic, his face beet-red and his paws over his mouth. He looked back at Pumpkin wide-eyed, and was frozen in shock from the realization of what he just did. Pumpkin was quick to relax after that initial reaction, and didn't wait for the other ram to freak out again. Before Crash could think of anything to say, Pumpkin leaned in and grabbed the back of the ram's head.

"W...W-What are you--MMPHHH!!!" Pumpkin was already rock-hard inside of his shorts, and he was too pent-up to care as he shoved Crash's head back into his sweaty pit. The gray ram's eyes were wide-open for a moment in shock, but they rolled back as soon as he took that first gasping breath. The intensity of Pumpkin's unwashed musk was practically concentrated up close, which drove Crash absolutely wild while he trembled in his roommate's grip. Even though he was clearly hesitant to indulge so openly, he let out a muffled moan against Pumpkin's pit while hearing him lustfully groan.

"Nnnnnnffffffff... Yeah, get in there~" While one of Pumpkin's paws clung to the back of Crash's head to keep him in place, his other paw went down to rub the outside of his tenting shorts. He was throbbing hard enough to make him grit his teeth, and his hooves curled inward as they lifted up from the bench. Pumpkin could feel every deep, hungry breath his roommate gave as he devoured the musk from his sweaty armpit. Eventually, Crash fully succumbed to the ram's mouth-watering musk by wrapping his arms tightly around Pumpkin's torso. That made the amber ram grin more eagerly, and he threw his head back with another rabid moan. "Mnnnnghhhh... Awwwww, fuck~"

"Mmmmmmphhhh!!~" Crash dug his muzzle in even more, sucking up deeper breaths of that musk so it could fill his lungs. Unlike Pumpkin, who was rubbing himself harder to throb against his tight neoprene, Crash's bulging crotch remained untouched as he writhed his hips against the bench. Despite how dark the fabric of his shorts may have looked, especially at nighttime without much outside illumination, the distinct stain of precum soaking through the tip of his tent was still quite visible. In addition, the ram's muffled groans intensified between breaths, and he even went as far as to start rubbing his muzzle all over that hairy pit. "Aaaaaahhhhhh~"

"Nnnnnffffff... Damn, you are eager~" Pumpkin was grinning as wide as could be, and he peered down at his roommate's ravenous musk-session while squeezing his cock through his shorts. "Mmmmmm... C-Come on, big guy..."

"Aaahhh!!~" Another horny moan escaped the ram's lips as he closed his eyes contentedly, and he opened his muzzle to stick out his tongue. Pumpkin tensed up for a moment with a surprised yelp, but his arm remained firmly raised as he shuddered from Crash's tongue dragging up his sweaty pit. Since Pumpkin didn't believe in using deodorant, no nasty chemicals got in the way of Crash's tastebuds as he lapped up all that bitter, salty sweat. The heady flavor practically burned his tongue with every hungry lick, ensuring that his breath would reek of his roommate's musk for the rest of the night. Every time his tongue slipped back into his mouth for a shameless swallow, his nostrils flared out when he took that moment to breathe in deeply once more. "NnnnnNNNNnnnghhh..."

Before too long, Crash repositioned himself so he could straddle on top of one of Pumpkin's thighs. He was still hugging him tightly while his muzzle was buried deep in his armpit, and his throbbing bulge was pressed in tightly against Pumpkin's leg. The ram didn't mind his roommate's new position at all, and even tightened his grasp around Crash's back to keep him in place. As soon as his hooves pressed down against the ground, Crash used that leverage to begin grinding his hips up and down Pumpkin's leg.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh~" Pumpkin's head reeled back even more, his eyes closed in sensual bliss while feeling Crash's erect cock grinding against him. He certainly didn't expect to get his leg humped by his musk-addicted roommate like some untrained puppy; but at the same time, Pumpkin's own throbbing cock indicated that he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. The two may have been out in public, but the dark seclusion of the gazebo provided just enough protection to have the two indulge with one another without much worry. Crash eventually started to pick up the pace, and his eyes closed in concentration as he started to hump his roommate more fervently.

"Mmmph... Mmmphhh!~" Crash continued to breathe heavily while his muzzle was clasped within Pumpkin's pit. Meanwhile, Pumpkin was getting more pent-up himself as he shoved his paw beneath the waistband of his shorts. His leathery pads wrapped around his rigid shaft, and a single hard jerk was more than enough to free his thick knot from the tight confines of his sheath. He started to stroke himself while holding Crash's head against his pit, and he tried to match the pace of the ram's humping against his leg. He shuddered with his fur standing on end when he felt the distinct dampness of his roommate's bulge against his bare thigh, which caused his own member to throb and seep a bit of precum as well. Crash's muzzle opened up so his tongue could lazily hang out, and his humping grew more intense while panting in Pumpkin's musk. "Haaaahhhh... Haaaaaahhhhhh~"

"Aww yeah, take it~" Pumpkin grunted through his haughty grin, and he breathed out shakily as he felt himself reaching a quick climax. He could feel Crash's thrusts getting faster as well, clearly eager to shoot his load after being blue-balled back in the dormroom. His paws wrapped tighter around Pumpkin's back, and his roommate did the same to hold Crash in close. He could feel Pumpkin's hot breath hitting the back of his neck, causing his fur to stand on end. Crash could also hear the muffled thumps of Pumpkin's paw furiously jerking himself beneath his shorts, not caring one bit about the aftermath as he reached closer to fruition alongside his roommate.

"MMMPHHHHH!!" Crash buried his snout as deep as he could into Pumpkin's pit, and he inhaled all that sweaty musk like he was taking a bong hit. His eyes rolled back intensely, and his whole body spasmed against Pumpkin's leg. His cock throbbed relentlessly hard against his roommate's thigh, which caused Pumpkin to moan out weakly with his head pulled back. Both of them were writhing hard in each other's embrace, their groans intensifying in tandem as they echoed out of the gazebo. Neither of them cared one bit that they were still outside, and just held one another tightly to reach their respective peaks. As soon as Crash took that final deep breath of musk, he caused Pumpkin to moan out when he dragged his tongue up the length of his hairy armpit.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!~"

"AAAAHHHHH!!!~"

"NNNNFFFFFF!!"

"MmmmmMMMMmmnnnghhhh..."

The two had their eyes clenched shut as they held each other as tightly as they could, both of them able to feel the other twitching from the strong throbs of their cocks. Pumpkin's moaning turned to a faint whimper the instant he came in his shorts, the jerks of his hips becoming erratic and weakening by the second. He buried his muzzle in the crook of Crash's neck while shooting his load, which completely soaked the crotch of his shorts in his hot and sticky load. He continued to hug his roommate tightly, allowing Crash to give one last thrust against his leg to set himself off. Much like Pumpkin, Crash's moan was muffled against the ram's fur when he soaked his own shorts as well.

"Mmmmmffffffff..." Crash trembled in Pumpkin's embrace, soaking the ram's leg with the heavy loads that gushed through his mesh shorts. After humping Pumpkin so mercilessly, Crash was nearly lost for breath when he finally pulled his muzzle free from that pit. The fur across his muzzle was completely matted in Pumpkin's sweat, while his own was beading against his forehead after all that exertion. His moans came out just as weak and exhausted as Pumpkin's, and he ended up collapsing against his chest for a moment to collect his breath. Neither of them said anything for well over a minute, and they held each other in serene silence after that unexpectedly tantalizing moment.

"Mmmmmm..." Pumpkin held his roommate against his sweaty chest, and closed his eyes while smiling to himself in contentment. "W-Well... That just happened~"

"H-H-Heh... Yeah..." With how shakily Crash breathed out with that response, it was unclear if he was trying to sigh or giggle from that first-time experience. Either way, Pumpkin just smiled warmly before pulling back. The two eventually settled back on their respective sides of the bench, with the intense cold returning in full-force after they came in each other's arms. Crash eventually glanced back at the open doorway of the gazebo, grateful that they were still by themselves in the dark and vacant park. He took that moment to look back at Pumpkin and say, "W-Well, uhhh... I guess we should head back to our dorm."

"Oh! Y-Yeah, totally..." Due to the heat of the moment, Pumpkin almost forgot that he was wearing the bare minimum of clothing out in the cold. While he chuckled to himself with a light blush, Crash got up from the bench first. He groaned a little with a grimace when he looked down at himself, and saw the sticky stain on the front of his shorts that was near-impossible to hide. But at the same time, it was hard to feel too embarrassed about that after what he was caught doing earlier; not to mention, it was way too dark for either of them to get worried about what any passers-by might try to say.

He helped Pumpkin up with a courteous smile, and the two were left standing close to each other under the moonlight. As he placed his paws against the sides of Crash's hips, he loomed in close enough for both of their soaked crotches to touch. Crash shuddered with a bitten lip, while Pumpkin asked teasingly, "So... Would you wanna do a little race to see who gets back first?~"

Crash blinked a couple times in confusion and tilted his head. "Uhhhh... a race?"

"You know..." Pumpkin's grin widened a little, and he held up one of his arms to flex his bulging muscles. While Crash tensed up with a deepening blush, Pumpkin pointed out, "I might have worked up a bit of a sweat already, but... I wouldn't mind getting another workout in before we get the chance to be alone~"

Crash's blush practically exploded across his face, and his eyes darted between the ram's smirk and that exposed armpit. Since the two were bunched in so close, Pumpkin could feel the underside of Crash's cock throbbing hard against his own through their neoprene shorts. Part of him wanted to stay like that with him, even though both of them were shivering from the night getting colder with each passing second. But even with the added titillation he was fortunate to feel from his roommate, Pumpkin kept a confident smirk while perking his brows. "Mmmmmm... Whad'ya say, Crash?~"

Crash tightened his muzzle for a moment, before he took a deep breath and made the first move. "Ummm... I say... Y-You can't catch me!~"

Pumpkin couldn't get a word out before Crash leapt out of the gazebo like a gazelle, and ran across the misty grass like the final girl in a cheesy horror movie. Pumpkin could hear him giggling in the distance, which made him grin eagerly and take chase. He no longer felt the blistering cold, or even his own exhaustion from earlier. Just like when he first left the dorm building earlier, the ram quickly ran from the gazebo to catch his roommate who was trying to disappear in the distance. But unlike then, both of them were smiling cheerfully as they made a beeline back to their dorm for some warmth and much-needed closure.