As an RA, Noah's job is to enforce the rules. His own rules are simple: he's straight, he's in control, and he has a girlfriend. But one resident is a violation he can't ignore. Alex, the charismatic art student, lives in a world of charcoal and secrets, and his raw sketches of the human form are making Noah question everything he thought he knew about himself.
It starts with a late-night modeling session. A simple favor. But in the quiet of Alex's room, with every charcoal stroke and every accidental touch, the lines between art and desire begin to blur. Noah's straight-world crumbles, replaced by a desperate, confusing hunger for the one person he's supposed to keep at a distance. He finds himself jacking off to the memory of a man's touch, his fantasies no longer his own.
When the tension finally snaps, it's explosive. One kiss unleashes a night of raw, first-time discoveries where they cross every line, tasting, touching, and claiming each other in a way that feels more real than anything they've ever known. Noah never meant for it to become an addiction, but now they're two straight guys who can't get enough, failing classes and spending every moment in a haze of sweat, cum, and whispered confessions. They're constantly sore, constantly hungry, and falling deeper into a love that terrifies them as much as it consumes them. Noah came to college to find himself, but he never expected to get lost in Alex.
