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"NNNNGHHHHH..."

"GNNNNNAAAHHHHH!!!"

"Huuuhhhhh... Mnnnnghhhh, f-fuck!!~"

The two rams were grunting louder than a stable packed with rabid bulls, and causing the brick walls to echo their voices back at them. Their faces were practically glowing red while drenched with sweat, which wasn't helped by their breaths becoming more hoarse with every forced pant. Their muscles were bulging out with each hard-hitting gyration of their straining legs, not to mention the uncomfortable weight right at the small of their backs. They've been going at it for a couple hours already, but neither of them were letting up as the room grew thicker with the musty mist of their nearly-bare bodies increasing the room's temperature.

"Aaaaahhhh!!" Crash had his eyes clenched tightly shut, mostly so the sweat trickling from his brow wouldn't sting him so he'd lose concentration. His legs were being forced downward with such tremendous force, that he wasn't able to combat his exertion and easily pull himself back up. His breathing was turning more rapid, but the ram tried to suck in a deep breath and maintain his composure. Luckily for Crash, his roommate was right behind him to make sure he could keep going.

"Yeah, come on, man!" He reached down and delivered a hard smack to one of Crash's cheeks, which elicited a girlish yelp from the burly jock. Pumpkin chuckled a little with a cocky grin, which was quite a contrast to Crash's strained and overwhelmed wince. He knew that the ram was likely in a lot of pain, but he also knew how tenacious he could be when he wanted to. And in that heated moment, Pumpkin made sure his roommate got the support he needed from behind. "I got you, dude! Just take a deep breath, and focus on your legs, okay? Just this one last push, and you're in~"

Crash tried to relax his grimacing face as best as he could, but his eyes remained closed while nodding with a panting breath. He tried not to shiver when he felt Pumpkin's warmth so close behind him, despite his entire body already burning like a furnace. He wasn't sure how much more he could take, as his muscles were all crying out for him to be done with this. With one final breath to tense himself up, Crash gritted his teeth and tried as hard as he could to remain balanced against that hard pole.

"GGNNNNNNNNAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"

"WOOOO!!! FUCK YEAH, DUDE!!" Pumpkin took a couple steps back and pumped up both fists victoriously. Despite how hard the press-bar wore down both of them, Crash still had enough core and leg-strength to hoist up the barbell one last time. He growled out like a primal beast, and used every ounce of strength he possessed to slide the metal back on the rests securely. He nearly fell to the mat in exhaustion, and had to sit down for a moment to catch his breath. Pumpkin was quick to toss a cold sports-drink bottle on the mat beside him. "There ya go! You earned that for sure!"

Considering how many reps both of them were able to perform that session, it was a shock that Pumpkin and Crash waited so long as roommates to try working out more regularly together. Sure, they definitely shared a few sets here and there when their individual schedules met up at the gym. But outside of their respective extracurriculars, they didn't realize how compatible their routines really were until after their... other physical activities...

"Fuuuuuckkkk..." Crash still had his eyes closed when he blindly reached out and took that cold bottle from the mat. He uncapped the bottle to take a hearty swig, and managed to take a few big gulps before his eyes shot wide-open. As soon as he tasted that distinctly floral and bitter flavor beneath the faint citrus, Crash threw his head forward and wretched loudly. He pulled the bottle away and coughed with several hacking gasps. "GAHHH!! P'too! P'too! What the... Dude, you drink the fucking cucumber flavor?!"

After recapping the bottle tightly, Crash grimaced from the unsatisfying taste and tossed it back to his roommate. Pumpkin openly scoffed with a disbelieving smirk, and merely rolled his eyes as he uncapped the bottle himself. "Hey, suit yourself, dude! Cucumber is the best." He happily finished up the rest of that bottle himself, with the subtly sweet and refreshing flavors dancing across his tongue like a mini-oasis. Meanwhile, Crash shuddered and looked away in disgust. "Ughhhh..."

The gray ram sighed hoarsely, and walked over to his gym bag to pull out a non-flavored water bottle. He was wearing nothing but a mesh crop-top and a tight pair of running shorts, which left very little to the imagination as his bulge tested the confines of the elastic fabric. As for Pumpkin, who tossed his soaked tank-top aside over an hour ago, the only thing he was wearing was an even skimpier pair of workout trunks than his roommate.

The dark-red shorts were literally less than three inches in length, with unnecessary vent-openings on the sides, and emphasized a hefty bulge on the front that dangled from every slight movement. Since he and Pumpkin were the only guys using this section of the gym, Crash didn't say anything about his roommate wearing next to nothing out in public. He didn't even use his arms or paws to wipe the sweat dripping off his matted fur; instead, Pumpkin panted heavily as he bent in one of his legs to make a stretch against the workout bench. "Nnnnghhhhh... Damn, I'm glad I got those reps out of the way though... Thanks for helping out."

"Hey, it was only fair." Crash scratched the back of his neck while smiling with a faint blush. "I mean, we both hang out here all the friggin' time. Plus, it's not like we haven't done more than this~"

Pumpkin glanced back at him for a moment, which made the other ram instantly wince and second-guess his quip. Fortunately for Crash, his roommate huffed with a smirk and shrugged his head. "Yeah, fair enough..." He began to stretch his other leg while leaning against the bench. "Nnnnghhh... So, uhhh... it's not too weird or anything, is it?"

"Hmm?" Crash only needed a moment to realize what he was referring to, which made him shrug and shake his head. "Well... Not really? I mean, it's still a lot to get used to, but... eh, whatever~"

His words started to trail off when he looked back at Pumpkin, and his eyes were instantly drawn towards the ram's muscular thighs. More specifically, his face blushed heavily when he saw Pumpkin's cockhead poking out from the inside of one of his short-legs. It may have not been shocking for his shorts to be so skimpy, but Crash needed to look away flusteredly and make sure nobody else was nearby. Luckily for the sake of their memberships, no other members or trainers were around to see Pumpkin's mouse out of the house. Crash still nudged him from the side and motioned down. "Hey, you uhhh... You should probably tuck that back in before someone snaps a picture."

"Hmm? What do you--OH!!" Pumpkin immediately took notice of his exposed penis, and was quick to hide it from view. "Shit, did someone see? I already got a warning last week while on the treadmills."

"Wait, that was you?" Crash tilted his head quizzically, but then brushed his question aside with a wave of his paw. "Ehh, nevermind. But don't worry, dude. It's just me who saw that, and you already know my opinion about it~"

Pumpkin huffed with a sly smirk back at him, and even offered a friendly fist-bump in solidarity. He even gave a friendly, "Heh, nice~" when Crash meekly accepted the fist-bump. He then scooted himself back on the bench, and laid out lengthwise so he could get beneath the barbell. Crash made a big stretch before standing upright, and he got right behind the barbells with Pumpkin's head beneath him. The ram's horns were only a few inches away from Crash's thighs, while his tightly-packed bulge hung right outside Pumpkin's line of vision. Of course, before he could even take that first breath, Pumpkin could feel the heat that radiated off his roommate's sweaty fur.

"You need me to change the weights?"

"Uhhh, maybe thirty... no, twenty-five off each?" Pumpkin used that moment to readjust himself with his back on the bench, and he hung his arms down so his muscles could relax a little. Meanwhile, Crash carefully helped the ram by pulling off the weights individually off each side, and making sure the remaining ones were locked in place around the bars. As he moved back and forth to get the weights equally adjusted piece by piece, he didn't seem to notice how his bulge was swinging back and forth above Pumpkin's head. In addition, due to his lack of deodorant (mostly by Pumpkin's insistence), the musk that was wafting off his body was particularly thick, and drifted around like an incense to spread that heady aroma.

Pumpkin didn't seem to notice until he sighed with an eager shiver, and took a deep breath just as he reached up to grab the bar. "Nnnghh, thanks dude! I--Mmmmmmphhhh..." His legs tensed up tightly for a couple seconds, and Pumpkin had to shudder with a groan through his teeth before recomposing himself. "Huh... A-Alright then..."

Pumpkin tried to shake his head clear, and got back into focus when he leaned his head back and stared straight up. The barbell was right over his head, with the polished metal shining brightly beneath the fluorescent lights. Unfortunately, even that shiny steel wasn't enough to distract Pumpkin from the other hard rod above his head. If his eyes were to veer upward even the slightest, he'd find himself face-to-balls with that meaty bulge that was just barely concealed behind his running shorts. He may have been wearing a jockstrap, but that dirty piece of cloth was clearly on its last legs as the weight of his package tugged hard at the worn elastic. It certainly didn't help that shorts were an eye-catching chase of blue, which morphed to a much darker shade from the slightest bit of moisture. So after Crash's strenuous workout, Pumpkin was met with the sudden realization of his roommate's... sweaty... unwashed... musky crotch just hanging there with the fabric soaked and clinging to every curve of his package--

"Uhhh, Pumpkin?" asked Crash from above. "You okay there?"

"Y-Yeah! Yeah, sorry..." Pumpkin groaned and tried to pull his head out of that musk-triggered cloud he caught himself in. But alas, that was much easier said than done when he tried staring straight up, and taking another breath for preparation. All that did was send another thick lungfull of that ripe, testosterone-laden scent right through Pumpkin's sinuses without warning. He clenched his eyes shut and tightened his grip on the bar, while his legs squirmed harshly from the sides of his bench. Despite how much he tried redirecting the blood-flow, the ram winced when he felt that familiar strain from his member growing hard inside of his shorts...

"Nnnnghh, d-dammit..." In an attempt to keep himself from sporting a boner in public without any underwear, he kept his eyes closed and tried to start his reps immediately. He groaned and gritted his teeth, but managed to pull the barbell off its stand with minimal strain. His biceps bulged out when he caught all the weight at full-force, and held tightly enough for the bar to hover less than an inch above his pecs. All the while, Crash was monitoring his roommate's progress from above without touching him.

"Alright, you got this! There's one!" Pumpkin breathed out with a sharp huff as he lifted up the bar high over his head, and a few inches above the metal stands as well. His muscles tensed up greatly, and could be seen contorting as they bulged beneath his sweaty fur. He breathed in once more for preparation, which meant he sucked in another heavy breath of Crash's crotch-musk before pulling the bar back downward. His eyes clenched a bit tighter, but he breathed out with a weak shiver when he pulled down and stopped where he had previously. When he pushed the weights back up, he tried to take a breath while ignoring how much saliva had built up in his mouth. Crash cheerfully added with a thumbs-up, "There, you got two! No problem at all!"

Pumpkin nodded with a gracious smile, even as it tensed up and remained closed to avoid drooling. But even as he struggled to avoid seeing his roommate's bulge, its presence was unavoidable as the heat of Crash's musk radiated against the bridge of Pumpkin's snout. He tried to keep himself in focus, but that was much easier said than done when he took another deep breath. That heat from Crash's musk flooded the ram's sinuses, and nearly made his arms tremble from the intensity as he settled that bar less than an inch above his chest. When he pushed the weights upward for his third rep, his exhale came out as a more strained moan he tried his best to hold at bay.

Unfortunately for Pumpkin, his body's natural impulses weren't as easy to hide from his partner.

"Nnnnghhhh!! Aaaaahhhh..." By the time Pumpkin pulled the bar back down for his forth rep, he was too focused on ignoring Crash's musk to realize how fruitless his efforts really were. Due to how skimpy his shorts were, it didn't take much effort for his member to stir awake and test the confines of that fabric. It didn't help that Pumpkin's endowment was technically longer than the length of his short-hems, which made his lack of underwear particularly risky. As the ram's muscles kept straining, and he continued to groan hotly through his gritted teeth between reps, Crash didn't seem to notice his roommate's plump cockhead slowly emerging from the bottom hem of those shorts.

Pumpkin's thick, meaty shaft was leaving quite the noticeable bulge within the inner thigh of his garment, basically serving as a beacon for whomever was pervy enough to glance at his tightening crotch. He may have been trying his best to work out regularly, but he was wincing while feeling himself getting harder from Crash's musk. His eyes struggled to remain open amongst all that physical strain, but he knew he had to keep his sights on the barbells for his safety. Even though Crash's bulge was becoming an increasingly difficult distraction. Luckily for the ram's buckling state, his reps were being counted well enough by his spotter.

"Alright, dude! Just three more! THREE MORE! COME ON!"

Pumpkin growled harshly as he pulled the bars back down, and sucked in a heavy breath that made his cock fully extend from the bottom of his shorts. It was fortunate that Crash was too focused on his roommate's workout, but he wasn't able to notice how Pumpkin's wincing face wasn't merely from physical exertion. In an attempt to help him out, Crash leaned down with his paws out, but he only extended the pinky digits and held them a couple inches under Pumpkin's bar. "I'm not even touching it! You got this, Pumpkin! I only have my pinkies out, you got both arms! COME ON!!"

"GNNAAAHHH!!!" Pumpkin let out a shrill, piercing moan of strain as he pushed the bars back up, and felt several warm droplets of Crash's sweat trickle down on his chest. He grunted hard with his muzzle clenched shut, and his entire body tensed up while pulling the bars back down. When he tried to take another breath, the ram didn't seem to think things through when he leaned his head back against the edge of the bench. He tried to hype himself up for that second-last rep, but all he did was accidentally suck in more of that musk directly from the other ram's crotch-bulge.

"NnnnnNNNNGHHH!!!~" Pumpkin threw up the bar especially hard, and nearly smacked Crash's chin as he tensed up and extended his biceps fully. Luckily, Crash just nodded with an eager grin and gave him a supportive pat on the shoulder.

"Just one more, buddy! ONE MORE!!"

"Aaaahhhh!!~" Pumpkin pulled the bar back down, and squirmed hard on the bench as his legs writhed off the floor. His hips reeled up from the mat, while his partially-exposed cock slipped out further from his shorts. Since it was pressed up so tightly against his inner-thigh, a thick string of precum managed to land against his fur with a single throb. Neither of the rams seemed to notice that, but Pumpkin definitely felt that full-body pulsation right before pushing his final rep. "Nnnghhh!! GnnnnnnNNNAAAAHHHH!!!"

With that final push of his muscles, which left his arms as bulging and wet as his twitching cock, Pumpkin sighed in relief when he threw the bar back in its resting place. He slumped back on the equipment for a moment, and panted heavily as he basked in the aftermath of that strenuous workout. Crash could be heard cackling triumphantly from above. "Alright, dude! Fuckin' A, man! I'm really impressed! I didn't think thaaaaaaa..."

Pumpkin had his eyes closed, and was too busy sucking in deep breaths to notice his roommate's voice trailing off near the end there. He grunted and readjusted himself on the bench, which made him grimace upon feeling his clammy sweat squishing beneath his weight against the plastic mat. He eventually sighed with a more relieved smile, before reopening his eyes to stare up at the ceiling. "Whoo... You know what, I really appreciate that, Crash. I know I can't compete with you when it comes to weight-lifting, but still..."

Pumpkin took his time while pulling himself up, and eventually sat upright on the bench with the barbells behind him. He didn't seem to realize how silent his roommate had gotten, especially after his earlier remark faded off without much explanation. As he waved his arms back and forth to ease his muscles, he finally glanced back to see the wide-eyed stare on Crash's face. Pumpkin's smile lessened a little, until he turned around and noticed what he left on the bench. "What the... OH!"

Pumpkin nearly lept off the bench with a panicked yelp. He instantly yanked off his shirt, and tried to wipe off the huge rope of precum he left on the mat. Crash didn't say anything, but he waited a second before awkwardly pointing down to his roommate's legs. Pumpkin winced when he saw the cum stuck to his fur, and he tried to tuck his erection into his shorts with fruitless efforts. "Nnnghhh! D-Dammit..."

Pumpkin was blushing even more than before, which even caught Crash's attention before the ram hurriedly left the room. Pumpkin grabbed his towel and gym-bag, which he used to cover his crotch while waddling away. "Uhhh! I gotta check on something real quick! T-Thanks for the spot, dude!"

Before Crash could say anything, he was left alone with his face sweaty and hot. Sure, that was mostly from the workout session, but he definitely didn't feel the burn as much after seeing Pumpkin's reaction. The thick, overlaying stench of musk was lingering heavily in the air. Crash had to clamp his muzzle shut, but he could still taste that heady aroma with every breath he took through his nose. He shuddered and had to swallow some excess saliva in his mouth. After breathing out with a shake of his head, he glanced back at the doorway and wondered what just happened.

"... Huh. That was... hot--WEIRD! T-That was weird! Ugh..."

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For the rest of that day, Crash became increasingly worried about what was going on with Pumpkin. Even though the relationship with his roommate could barely even be considered "friends with benefits" yet, he hadn't expected Pumpkin to exit their workout so abruptly. Part of him wondered if he did something to get the ram all riled-up, but he couldn't think of anything he did that was different from usual. Although, considering how recently the two began working out together, Crash could only assume that his own regimen might need some reflection.

Even when dinner time came along, only Crash was present at the Dining Hall on campus. He tried texting Pumpkin to see where he was, but was only given a brief response ten minutes later saying he went out somewhere. He tried not to feel too worried, but it was really bothering him by the time he returned to his dorm that night. Once again, Pumpkin was vacant, with only another text for Crash to let him know he was "okay." Or at least, Crash guessed that was what the text that read 'imok' at 10PM could've signified. Either way, the ram was left with nothing but his thoughts by the time he settled into his bunk an hour or so later.

If he waited a couple hours for Pumpkin to return, there's a chance he could've noticed one of the dozen frantic texts sent just after midnight. Or at least, he could've been given a warning for what was to come...

Since he had classes in the morning, Crash was out like a light when his roommate returned to the dorm. Pumpkin didn't turn on any lights, so his silhouette stood at the doorway like a menacing shadow in a horror movie. His breathing was heavier than it had been at the gym, while his musk was wafting off his fur much more than he had at the gym. Crash's muzzle twitched a little with a flustered grunt, but he didn't stir much beneath his blanket. Unfortunately for the sleeping ram, his ears perked up when he heard a couple heavy steps, followed by a sudden slam of the door.

'BAM!!'

"Huhhh!!" Crash gasped and startled himself awake. His eyes were barely open when he blinked a couple times tiredly, and groaned in a stupified murmur. "Wh... What the... UGH!!"

The ram threw the blanket back over his head the instant he saw his alarm clock read 5:43 in the morning. He technically had his alarm set for six, so being woken up so soon to that just made him pissed. He tried to bury his face in the pillow with a frustrated moan, unable to think coherently or wonder where the hell Pumpkin ran off to. But before he could get his bearings straight, Crash was instantly taken aback when he felt the blanket being ripped off his back with force.

"GAAHHH!!" Crash suddenly felt a tight grip on both of his wrists, and he yelped out when he was pulled back by his arms. Despite his athleticism and brute strength, the ram was too tired to fight back while being rolled to his back. Even in the pitch-black darkness of the dorm, there was enough light from the streetlights through the window for Crash to see who was pinned on top of him. Pumpkin's eyes were wide-open, and illuminated just enough to make his presence unbelievably intimidating to his roommate. For a couple seconds, Crash couldn't even say a word while he laid in stunned silence.

"... uhhhhh..." Crash's heart was racing, and he was trying his hardest not to panic. Pumpkin didn't say anything either, but he didn't try to advance any more than he already had. He was still breathing heavier than a pervert over a landline phone, and staring straight down at Crash with a primal intensity. And since he'd been out for most of the night, his fur was completely soaked in sweat and dripping down on Crash like a warm, musky mist.

Pumpkin's hot breath kept brushing up against the other ram's face, until Crash finally caught the distinct scent of all that musk. If he was fully awake, he likely would've realized what was happening much sooner. His eyes widened in an instant, and he stared up at Pumpkin's needy glare with newfound realization. He almost cringed in retrospect, since he and Pumpkin took enough health courses before the school year to understand what was happening. However, since it wasn't supposed to happen for another two weeks, Crash had to clear his throat and ask his roommate, "Ummm... P-Pumpkin? Are you, uhhh... a-already going throu--"

"Mmmhmm." Pumpkin just nodded with a hard grunt before Crash could finish his question. He breathed out with an antsy shudder, and he let go of one of Crash's arms so he could reach down. The ram closed his eyes and groaned through his teeth, while one of his paws dug inside of his shorts. Even though his roommate was literally right under him, Pumpkin whimpered weakly and began to stroke himself. His entire body was writhing in shameful pleasure, and he couldn't even look down and see Crash's stunned face while muttering under his breath. "S-Sorry! I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, I jus--Nnnnnfffffff... F-Fuck... Fuck its happening..."

Pumpkin hung his head guiltily, but he couldn't stop jerking himself inside of his shorts. He let go of Crash completely, and tried to pull himself back while squeezing his knot. His muzzle opened briefly enough to moan to himself, but it was obvious that he was struggling to hold himself back. Meanwhile, Crash managed to scoot himself to the other side of the mattress and sit across from him. "Whoa... So, ummm... You're in your Rut right now?"

Pumpkin gave another frantic nod, as if the fact he was stroking himself in his roommate's bunk at 5am wasn't an obvious clue. Crash winced sympathetically, since he knew from experience how badly those impulses could grip a man's libido. He thought back to his discussion with Pumpkin about this very topic, and recalled how willing he was to "volunteer" with his needs during the week-long hormonal spell. But alas, that agreement was made back when they both assumed Pumpkin would remain on his biological clock.

"Mnnnghhh... F-Fuck~" Pumpkin pulled himself back even more, until he had his back against the wall with his legs sprawled across Crash's mattress. He hastily ripped off his shorts, and tossed it to join his shirt that was already on the floor. Pumpkin kept jerking himself off, with his revealing pose serving as a major distraction for Crash's tired gaze. Even with the limited light in the room, Crash could see how much his roommate was leaking from how much that knot was glistening with precum. He wasn't sure how long he stared down at the ram's equipment, but he was jostled back to reality when Pumpkin blurted, "Nnnnghhh!!~ Dude, you... You gotta... Aaaaahhhh~"

Pumpkin was too riled up to finish his words, and he moaned out more direly as his hips reeled up from the bedding. A couple hefty spurts of pre shot out and landed across the sheets, mere inches from Crash's bare legs. The roommate shuddered with a bitten lip, his tiredness quickly dissipating the longer he sat before the horny Pumpkin. He was staring at that thick, meaty knot when he reached down and pulled off his shirt without question. Pumpkin's eyes opened the tiniest bit to see what Crash was doing, and he groaned harshly enough to stop his self-gratification for a second.

"Mmmghhhh, N-NO!! Dude, you gotta... g-get the schedules updated before classes! Come on!"

"OH FUCK!!!" Crash immediately pulled himself out of his stupor, and got out of his bunk to rush to his laptop. Even though the sight of his roommate's knotted cock was nothing short of tempting, neither of them could risk their scholarships because of a premature Rut. Fortunately for Pumpkin and Crash, their university provided some great resources for students whenever a Rut or Heat spell comes along. Usually it would involve reserving a private room, rescheduling classes and assignments, and providing enough amenities to last a student a full week like they were under 'Quarantine.'

Unfortunately for Pumpkin, who had already had his private room reserved for a couple weeks later, he could barely even think to himself, let alone get on his computer to write out an emergency scheduling change. He was moaning like a needy little bitch as he rolled across the mattress naked, and stared down at the ram hunched over his computer desk. Pumpkin was panting hard and stroking his cock, while his eyes peered right at the waistband above Crash's bare ass.

"Nnnffffff... Is... I-Is that my jockstrap again?"

Crash winced and covered his face after opening his laptop. He didn't want to confess anything too soon, but he was technically the reason why Pumpkin went commando back at the gym earlier. He briefly pondered whether or not to just take it off, but he knew that was just begging for trouble while his roommate was in full Rut a few feet behind him. He wasn't sure how much longer Pumpkin would stay in his bunk, but every second with his back turned to him was likely borrowed time. He groaned in frustration from how long it took his computer to load up, but he was able to get to the university's email page and start up a draft. "Ughhhh... Hey, you got that list of professors' contacts you sent me?"

"I s-sent it to you a couple days ago! I titled it 'For Emer--AAAAHHHH!!~" Pumpkin tensed up hard on the bed, and leaned back to shoot a preemptive load all over his chest. He moaned out deeply, and shuddered while his balls unloaded for the third time that evening. He wanted to apologize for ruining his roommate's bedding, but he already had to jerk off behind some bushes AND inside a port-o-potty before reaching his dorm building. By that point, he was just waiting for Crash to get that damn email out so he could knot that ass proper.

"Found it! Don't worry, I'll be quick..." Crash sighed and rubbed his eyes, but he kept his focus on the blindingly bright screen in front of him. While he wished he could get some more sleep, he knew how important this email was for both of them. In less than a minute, Crash managed to get the addresses of all of Pumpkin's professors (as well as his own) compiled in the email for a single message. He wiped his brow with an optimistic smile, and leaned in to begin typing out his message. "Alright, alright... 'My name is Crashing Thunder, and I'm writing this on behalf of myself and my roommate Pumpkin'..."

Despite how frantically he tried typing out his message, Crash didn't seem to realize how he looked from Pumpkin's unbearingly horny perspective. Not only was he basically naked, wearing only his roommate's stolen jockstrap, but he was bent over when his bare ass pointed towards the bunk-bed. Crash should've just painted a giant red bullseye across his cheeks, since Pumpkin was very quick to take notice and give a leering stare. He groaned heavily and rolled himself over, which allowed him to lazily fall off the bunk and land on all-fours on the floor. Like a horny ninja, the nude ram barely made a sound when he dropped in a superhero-stance behind Crash. "Mmmmmmmmm~"

Pumpkin growled like a primal beast, and his eyes narrowed on that muscular ass hanging out in the open. He could hear his roommate's furious clacking of the laptop keys, which was almost enough to keep him at bay. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on Crash and empty his next load (and maybe a couple more after that), but he knew how important it was to send out that damn email. He grumbled in a heated mutter as he fell to his knees behind Crash, and closed his eyes to stroke his semi-flaccid cock. "Mnnnnghhhh... C...C-Come on, dude!!~"

"I'm trying! I'm trying!" Crash shivered nervously and had to stop typing for a second, mostly because of how flustered he got from Pumpkin's voice right behind him. He almost felt like Pumpkin conjured himself out of nowhere like that horror movie of the little girl inside the TV (or more accurately, the porn-parody where it was a twenty-something who sucked the guy's dick afterward). If this was any other time, or any other day, Crash would've been more than happy to be on the receiving end of Pumpkin's Rut after nights of thought and discussion. But for the sake of both their classes and GPA scores, Crash could only hope that his roommate won't think too brashly from his other head. "Okay, okay, uhhhhh... 'O-Our R.A. can verify the change in schedule himself... A-A-According to Campus Protocol for Medical Exemptions R-Rule Six!'"

"Good! Thanks for remembering that..." Pumpkin paused himself a couple feet behind Crash while nodding with a heavy sigh. "Nnnnghhh... A... A-Anything else?"

"One sec, lemme see..." Crash bit his lip and scanned through the email as best as he could. He almost felt like he was trying to turn in a midterm paper a minute before the deadline, except in this instance his ass was literally on the line. He double-checked all the contacts he included in the email's CC tab, and sighed in relief that all their respective teachers and administrators were listed. He could only hope that some of them were able to read the message this early in the morning, and help to get things rolling in the students' favor. Crash nodded with a studious hum, completely unaware of Pumpkin looming in closer. "Alright, uhhhh... Well, the R.A. will need to sign some papers, but I included him in the emaaaaAAAAAHHHH!!!~"

"MMMMPHHHH!!!~" Pumpkin couldn't take it anymore, and he lunged in muzzle-first after grasping both of his roommate's cheeks. Crash reeled back from his laptop with a heavy gasp, and gripped his desk tightly enough to nearly splinter the wood. His muscles all tensed up at once, with his member throbbing painfully hard from that sudden warm pressure against his hole. Pumpkin already pulled apart his roommate's cheeks like he was opening up a fresh pastry, and he plunged his tongue hard against that sweaty crack. The taste of Crash's bitter, salty sweat instantly made Pumpkin belt out a muffled groan; in addition, his nostrils flared out to suck in a couple deep breaths of Crash's unwashed musk, which made his fur stand on end across his back.

"Aaaahhh!!~" Pumpkin closed his eyes in pure contentment, and began to drag his tongue up Crash's crack with lustful vigor. The tip of his tenacious muscle pressed up hard against the ram's hole, causing Crash to lurch his head down and bite down on one of his fists. His whole body quivered each time his opening puckered against Pumpkin's tongue, but he could feel himself loosening up in response to the athlete's ravenous rimming. His knees could barely hold himself up, and he had to cling to his desk for dear life so he wouldn't accidentally drop his laptop. "Mmmmphh!! Ho... H-Hoooollllly... MmmfffffFFFFUCK!!!~"

Pumpkin relished his roommate's slutty cries as they echoed loudly in the dorm's cramped confines. His eyes clenched tightly, while his tongue rapidly flicked against Crash's pucker without pause. He could feel that persistent muscle slowly loosening up with every clench, but it was the taste of all that testosterone-laden sweat that was keeping Pumpkin in place. He reached up to wrap one of his arms firmly around his roommate's waist, pulling that tight ass harder against his flaring snout; meanwhile, his other paw lurched down so he could start stroking himself without any shame.

His hungry groans of pleasure were overshadowed by many of the wet slurps and smacks of his lips, as well as Crash's quivering voice from above. The ram was trembling badly in Pumpkin's embrace, and it took everything in him to pull his head up and reach for his laptop. He quickly pressed the Enter key, and sighed in relief when he saw the notification confirming that his email had been sent. They both knew that there were other steps that had to be finished to confirm their Rut-Rescheduling, but that email was the best they could do this early in the morning. Crash nearly fell against the top of his desk, which prompted him to quickly close his laptop and brace himself against Pumpkin's head. "Aaaahhhh!!~ Mnnnghhhh, I... Ithinkigotit--AAAAHHH!!~"

Crash pulled himself away from his desk, but was still bent over and leaning against it while Pumpkin continued rimming him. The ram's eyes were rolled back, and his muzzle was wide-open with his tongue sticking out. Pumpkin was devouring his hole with drool seeping from the corners of his maw, and clinging to his fur like the precum dangling from his paw. He was struggling to stop stroking himself, and his arm ended up fidgeting with a spasm by the time he yanked it away from his throbbing member. Pumpkin may have already came, but he managed to get it rock-hard once more with his knot already swelling out. He let out one last grunt between Crash's cheeks, before pulling back with a randy grin and wiping his smirk with the back of his arm.

"Nnffff, fuck yeah~" Pumpkin pulled himself off the floor, but he was quick to grab hold of Crash's horns before the ram could leave his seat. Crash gasped with a surprised yelp, but he was luckily just tossed back to their beds a few feet away. He fell belly-first onto Pumpkin's bunk, and he shuddered when he smelled how rank and musky his roommate's sheets were. He was pushed down with great force from behind, until he found himself bent over with his hole fully exposed and pointing at Pumpkin. In a split-second moment of contemplation, Crash took a deep breath and grabbed hold of the bed's headboard for support.

"Oh god..." Pumpkin got on the bed behind Crash, and was staring at his ass like a piece of meat while stroking himself eagerly. "Nnnnnghhhh... You ready for this, dude? I can try to hold back for a few hours if you need to sleep or--"

"Dude, you already woke me up!" Crash may have not been in a Rut himself, but Pumpkin's relentless horniness was practically contagious in such an enclosed and musky space. His uncut cock was straining the inside of his jockstrap, with a thick glob of precum already seeping through the fabric. Despite being so tired and overwhelmed amongst his roommate's Rut, Crash didn't hesitate to moan out and bend himself more invitingly. "Mmmmphh~ Just... Just try to be slow, alri--OOOOHHHH!!!"

Pumpkin may have been decent enough to wait for consent, but he instantly pounced on the ram's ass as soon as he got the green-light. Crash gripped the headboard and moaned out flusteredly. He tried to lurch down and bite down on Pumpkin's pillow, but all that did was cause him to suck in a deep breath of his roommate's ripe, remnant musk. He quivered hard enough for his cock to push the codpiece away from his waist, and the base of his shaft to be seen pulsating as hard as Pumpkin's. Of course, he could barely even think of his own cock while feeling that meaty knot rubbing up against his crack. "GnnnNNNAAAHHHH!!!~"

Pumpkin mounted his roommate with a strong, shivering huff through his nostrils like a raging bull. He growled under his breath and grabbed hold of his cock by the knot, before pressing the tip hard against Crash's opening. The ram moaned out even deeper through his roommate's pillow, but his back arched out to brace himself for more. Pumpkin leaned in and wrapped one of his arms around Crash's chest, holding him tightly enough to rest against that muscular back. Meanwhile, his other paw firmly held onto his cock for leverage as he tried to work that sensitive hole.

"AaaaAAAAHHH!!! F-Fuck! FUCK!!~" Crash tried not to whimper in pain, but that was easier said than done as he felt that hot girth trying to stretch out his hole. Part of him wished that he experienced this moment in a less impromptu way, or at least after getting an energy drink or coffee in him first. However, considering how long he had been "practicing" for this kind of moment in private, he wasn't going to complain about experiencing it without the aid of overpriced silicone. So instead of speaking up about Pumpkin's brute force, he just tried his best to grit his teeth while relaxing his hole. "Nnnnnnghhh!!! Aaahhhhh--OH FUCK, WAIT! WAIT!!"

"Hrmmphh?!" Pumpkin froze with a stunned gasp, and an almost offended look on his face. With his entire body twitching so badly in arousal, being asked to stop so abruptly was akin to being smacked across the dick. Crash seemed just as frustrated by his own interruption, but he tried to pull himself away from that leaky head and speak out. "We... W-We need to get a condom!"

"RIGHT! Right, fuck..." Pumpkin instantly lurched back himself, and cringed with a bitten lip. He looked away from his roommate's hole and muttered, "Uhhh, t-thanks for remembering that..."

"Yeah..." Crash sighed with a slightly miffed look, mostly because of how hard he was straining against his jockstrap. He reached over to the nearby dresser, and pulled out a box of condoms he picked up a week ago after he and Pumpkin discussed things. While it may have not been entirely necessary, it seemed appropriate enough for two students to practice safe sex for educational means. Not to mention, tossing a used condom was way less cleanup than wiping a puddle off the sheets every two hours during Rut Week.

"Wait, what the..." Pumpkin shakily held up the box, and groaned hard enough to make his roommate turn his head. Pumpkin rolled his eyes and crushed the box in his paw, but thankfully didn't break the contents inside. But alas, he pulled out one of the wrapped squares while glaring at Crash flatly. "Dude! I told you to get the knotted ones!"

"Well, the only knotted ones were in Small or Double X-L!" Crash pointed to the crushed box and tried to point out, "But look, I got it a size larger than what you said! I looked it up, that should be able to stay around most knots if you stretch the base around it."

"Dude, you really think I don't know that?!" Pumpkin huffed and shook his head, but he also tore off one of the sides of the condom wrapper. He kept a disappointed look on his face when he used the thumbs of his paws to stretch out the condom opening and show its elasticity. "Dude, the back of the knot is like... super fucking sensitive! If I tried wrapping this around my knot there's a good chance it would... Well, make me cum super quick."

Crash's brows perked up quite a bit, and he blinked a couple times while staring back at Pumpkin. He needed a second to give any response, but he slowly narrowed his eyes on him before asking, "Ummm... Isn't that what you want to happen?"

"Nnnnghhhh..." Pumpkin couldn't fault that logic, but his frustration just intensified his Rut as he lurched his head down with another heated groan. He still had his condom stretched open between his paws, so he decided to give a more visual example for his roommate to see. He took a deep breath, and leaned back as he tried to stuff his raging erection inside that phallic tube of latex. The clear, glossy plastic hugged every inch of the ram's cock like a grocery bag, and allowed his red flesh to shine brightly under the moonlight. Of course, as soon as Pumpkin let go of the condom's opening, his body quivered with a sudden yelp as soon as that rubber ring snapped tightly around his knot. "Aaaahhhhh!!!~ NnnnNNNNnnnnNNNNNGHHHHHH!!!~"

Crash's condom was basically just a tight rubber seal around Pumpkin's throbbing cock, nullifying whatever online advice he heard about exchangeable sizes. His veins were protruding through the clear latex with every harsh pulsation, while thick globs of his precum quickly overfilled the reservoir tip at the front. Crash's jaw went agape in a mixture of shock and awe, and he could only watch in astonishment as his roommate's meaty cock tested the condom's strength and durability. To the prophylactic's credit, the rubber didn't show any signs of distress or tearing, even when Pumpkin was tensing up and his cock stood fully rigid. Several hard throbs made it twitch and spasm without even needing to be touched, while the front continued to swell out from the pre gushing around his cockhead.

"Mmmmphhh!!!~" Pumpkin had his face scrunched in like he was sucking a lemon. His paws were tightly clenched into fists, undoubtedly as a means to keep himself from prematurely shooting into his condom. But alas, by the time he was finally able to keep his cock from bouncing up and down from his rampant pulsations, the tip was notably ballooned out with a milky-white mixture sloshing around the head. Crash had to veer his eyes away with an antsy shiver, cursing his perverted mind for what visuals came to his head. He may have not been the one afflicted with Rut, but he could only imagine how badly Pumpkin was handling things if he was struggling this much himself.

"Ahhhhhh, fuck... ahfuckahfuckahfuckahfuckaaaaahhhhhhfuuuuuuuuuckkkk..." Pumpkin had to lurch down with his paws braced against his quivering thighs. His cock was still throbbing hard, which made that pool of precum dangle tauntingly from his hanging tip. The ring of that undersized condom was hugging snug around the ram's knot, which made it pulsate hard enough for Crash to see the veins protruding from the latex. He couldn't help whimpering weakly in his prone position; although in that moment with Pumpkin still knelt behind his ass, it was unclear if his whimper was from pity of his friend's sensitivity, or fear of his own hole's integrity.

"Mmmmmmm..." Pumpkin leaned in and mounted the ram once more, this time with that warm and gooey balloon from his condom pressing up tightly against Crash's hole. The roommate sucked in a sharp breath and tensed up for a moment, but he soon breathed out in a quiet shudder to match his friend's willingness. Even when Pumpkin's hot breath brushed up against his neck to make his eyes roll back, he barely stopped to worry about how well-lubricated those condoms really were. Fortunately for Crash, Pumpkin not only gave that condom a few satisfactory strokes to test the lubricant's integrity, but also grinded it hard against the outside of that puckering hole to make the participant squeal through his teeth.

"Nnnnfffff~" Crash braced up against the headboard without question, and hoped more than anything that Pumpkin could last as well as that condom. After managing to let out a long and steady exhale, Crash relished the sensation of that cockhead loosening him up. Pumpkin leaned in and rested his chin against his roommate's shoulder, while his arms wrapped underneath the ram's convulsing chest. Crash tembled from the intensity of Pumpkin's growling voice, as well as the thickness of that cockhead as it began to open him up even more. Despite how tenaciously Pumpkin tongue-lashed that hole, he grunted with force when he felt how tight it still was. His roommate was strong enough to bear the strain somewhat-silently, although that was mostly because he had his muzzle buried deep in the pillows to muffle his wailing cries. Either way, Pumpkin and Crash both groaned in satisfying unison the moment they felt his pointed head finally push through.

Crash tensed up with his eyes wide-open, while Pumpkin bit down hard on the ram's shoulder. The gray ram's moaning intensified greatly, but that additional pain helped to divert his focus away from that brutal penetration. His hole opened up a little more, and allowed the first inch of that rigid shaft to cram its way through with another hefty yelp. Crash's whole body spasmed hard, but Pumpkin was holding him tightly enough to ensure he couldn't pull away. Fortunately for both of the rams, Crash certainly didn't try to resist when his roommate pushed in even harder.

"Nnnnnffffffff!" Pumpkin stopped biting Crash like a vampire roleplay, but he still kept him groaning as he took in more of that shaft. It was lucky that Pumpkin was such an avid rimmer, since his saliva provided just enough lubrication to keep Crash's hole intact. Regardless, the ram was still wincing badly as the pain came in rapid flashes each time he clenched. He had to take a couple deep, trembling breaths before he could better open himself up. Crash eventually let out a heavier, and less strained-sounding moan by the time Pumpkin slid in a couple inches with ease. "Aaaaaaahhhhhh... Whoo!~"

When his roommate finally relaxed his muscles well enough, Pumpkin could feel himself sliding into Crash like a hot knife through butter. Both of them sighed out deeply, with Crash still needing to breathe as he received such an abrupt filling. He gasped and bit into his pillow when he felt the ram's hot, bulging knot pressing against his hole. Meanwhile, the rest of his member was already pulsating hard, and pumping out more precum than one of Pumpkin's usual loads. His condom was ballooning out even more, which pushed that gushing warmth even deeper within Crash's confines and intensified the girth he was feeling. The ram growled in sudden huffs each time he shuddered in place, with his leaky head trying its best to plunge in deeper. Fortunately for both of the rams in question, his condom was miraculously able to stay in place around Pumpkin's swelling knot.

"Gnnnaahhhh!! AAAHHH!!~" A sluttier cry escaped Pumpkin's muzzle, which caused more of his sensitive loads to flood the tip of his condom. Given how thick his head was inside Crash's clenching walls, his condom was basically just expanding the size and girth of his already intimidating cock. Crash gripped the headboard even tighter as he reeled beneath him, clearly needing a moment to handle so much while his eyes rolled back shakily. But despite how badly that knot was already afflicting Pumpkin's nerves, he gritted his teeth and pushed his hips with all his controllable might. "Ohhhhhh... MnnnNNNnnnghh~"

Crash's muzzle opened up with a heavy gasp, just as his hole relaxed well enough to reciprocate Pumpkin's pushing thrusts. Both of them cried out at the same time, as the sensation of Crash's hole swallowing up his roommate's knot hit both of them right at their nerves. Pumpkin hugged him and bit down harder on his shoulder, which made the ram howl into his pillow and clench harder around the knot. Even as Pumpkin's body spasmed hard enough to slam balls-deep into Crash, he was somehow able to keep pushing in even deeper due to the pressure of that ever-expanding condom.

"Ooohhhh!! OOOHHHH!!!~" Crash felt an especially hard grind of Pumpkin's cockhead against his prostate. Or at least, he could only assume that was his prostate, since it made his cock jolt like it was hit with an electrical surge. Much like Pumpkin's condom, Crash ended up leaking like a broken faucet each time his member twitched from the nerve-hitting stimulations being delivered. Each throb also made his hole clench tighter around Pumpkin's knot, which was effective enough to make both of them groan and shudder in place. It was unclear how much longer Pumpkin could last before his next orgasm, but there was no way either of them were going to break out of that tie for a while.

Fortunately for Pumpkin, Crash was moaning into his pillow too much to indicate that as being a bad thing.

"Hrrmmmphhhh!!~" Crash was tensed up and squeezing his roommate's knot needily, all while his own cock was leaking profusely all over the bedding. Pumpkin may have already been balls-deep, but his hips kept spasming hard to keep ramming against that muscular ass. Both rams were pushing into each other as the musk in the air grew thicker, and their muzzles were left wide-open with their tongues sticking out. The two were panting like wild dogs while their eyes rolled back in sensual pleasure, and the intoxicating blend of musk and unbridled hormones overtook their senses.

Pumpkin hugged Crash tightly and closed his eyes in pure contentment. His Rut was far too much for him to control, so he tried to instead focus on his breathing while his mind went blank. Since Crash sent out that email and gave explicit consent, Pumpkin laid his trust onto him while mounting that tight ass and plowing his hole for all it was worth. His cock was throbbing like mad inside the moaning ram, and most-likely filling every square-inch of the condom's confines. He could feel every hash pulsation of Crash's muscles clenching around his girth, which made his teeth gnash and his ankles pull back intensely. His muzzle hung open with a sharp and sudden moan the moment he felt himself throb much harder than expected. "Aaahhh!! AAAHHH!!!~"

Pumpkin thankfully pulled his tongue back inside his mouth before his teeth clamped shut, and he growled deeply against the side of Crash's flickering ear. Both rams reeled in tight ecstasy as Pumpkin unloaded for the first time inside his roommate, hitting that prostate and causing Crash to bite down hard on the pillow. While he groaned and squirmed from the immense pressure hitting him from the inside, he could feel each twitch of Pumpkin's cock well enough to imagine how far he could've shot if he wasn't wrapped.

"AaaaaaAAAAHHHH!!~" Crash clenched his eyes shut and hugged his roommate's knot. Pumpkin grunted and spasmed his hips, but was unable to pull back from those firm cheeks. Crash trembled uncontrollably, and moaned deeply around that knot as he rode his arousal to a climax of his own. With his roommate's hot load ballooned and nestled tightly against his prostate, his voice cried out before whimpering into the bedding. "Nnnnnnffffff..."

Without being touched, Crash reached his own orgasm as his member twitched and dangled helplessly between his legs. Several wild, spotty strings of his load dribbled from his cock as it flailed between his uncontrollable throbs. Each time it looked like his orgasm was about to dissipate, another thick spurt would shoot out alongside a muffled moan through the pillow. Much like Pumpkin, who was barely able to function so soon after cumming inside his roommate, Crash was quivering hard with his legs wide-apart and dripping with sweat.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh, f-f-fuck..." Pumpkin shivered when he felt how much how cum was sloshing around inside of his condom. However, despite how tightly-packed he may have felt inside of Crash, his knot refused to allow him to pull out. Of course, even if he was able, it was debatable if he actually would've done that while his muscles were still flaring uncontrollably. Even though his balls were aching from the constraint strain and over-usage, his thighs were trying not to continuously tense up like he was about to start thrusting once more. But with his member still fully-erect inside of Crash, and his Rut ensuring that his knot wouldn't soften in the slightest, all he could do was hope their morning could go smoothly enough.

"You... Y-You alright, bud?" Pumpkin's face was already red and sweaty when he asked between heavy breaths. "I, uhhh... I might need to get a cou... c-couple more loads off before I can safely... dislodge, y-y'know?~"

"Ohh! Mnnnffff..." Crash tried to give that "Oh" in understanding, but it sounded way too slutty the instant he opened his muzzle. He groaned and tried to brace himself, but that was next-to-impossible while hugging that mercilessly thick knot. Since he couldn't fully close himself, his cock wasn't able to feel fully sated while hanging in a post-climactic stupor. That condom inside of him was bloated out far enough for Crash to nearly feel the latex prodding the back of his throat. But despite how overfilled he may have already felt, that worrying news from his roommate didn't dispel the ram too badly. Instead, he closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath of all that musk clouding around his head. "Nnnnnnghhhh... Th... T-That's fine, bro. Ju... J-Just don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Pumpkin nodded flusteredly, and took that answer as approval for him to keep going again. He may have already just finished, but his Rut overtook his body's sense of logic as his hips began pumping softly. He tightened his grip around Crash's torso, and soon went back to humping that tight ass enough to make the ram moan. "OoooOOOoohhh!! A... A-Already, dude!?"

"Yeah, I got... I gotta keep going..." Pumpkin closed his eyes, and tried to control his breathing as he got into a more regular pace. He strengthened his stance atop Crash, even as the last few drops of cum were still dribbling from his semi-flaccid tip. His body may have been exhausted from that first rutting, but he was thankfully in a prone enough position to just lay underneath Pumpkin and take it between rapid breaths. Instead of whimpering for mercy, the ram reached up and braced himself with a tight grip on the headboard over his head. Meanwhile, Pumpkin was doing the same as he gripped Crash's hips from both sides. Without more than a few seconds to relax his muscles with a quick exhale, Pumpkin went right back into it like his cumshot never happened.

"Gnnaahhh!!" Pumpkin wasn't gentle by any means, and caused Crash's eyes to roll back while he laid in oversensitive pleasure. He was still coming down from his orgasm, but he wasn't willing to open his mouth too wide and voice his discomfort in that brief moment. The more he felt that thick cock pushing in to grind against his sensitive walls, the more he felt his inhibitions slipping away to mimic his roommate's state of mind. He may have not been in Rut, but he understood the primal intensity well enough to know how badly Pumpkin needed this. And after so many nights thinking about this week, all that Crash wanted to do was lay back and let himself experience it from the receiving end.

Crash took a deep breath, and managed to belt out a long and lingering moan deep into his pillow. His back arched up with a stronger gait in his legs, and he gritted his teeth as he held himself in place for that meaty knot. Pumpkin wasn't letting up, and he even picked up the pace as he braced Crash's ass tighter and humped him relentlessly. That knot kept tugging at Crash's hole with no pause, stimulating him to the point where his cock couldn't even get fully flaccid; instead, his ongoing erection left him straining painfully enough to groan under his roommate's animalistic panting.

"Hmmphhh..." Pumpkin closed his eyes, and he pounded the ram's ass with more strength as more sweat beaded across his brow. His fur was wet enough to make slapping noises with Crash's hips each time they collided. Of course, that combined with Pumpkin's primal grunts soon weren't enough to overshadow the hungry moans that came out of Crash's open maw. As the ram's tongue stuck out more lewdly, Crash's eyes rolled back to reveal a more dopey smile as he took that knot with vigor.

Pumpkin may have not had the greatest view from behind his roommate, but the sounds of Crash's uncontrollable cries were enough to make him grin with determination.

"Aaaahhhh!!! AAAAHHHH!!! AAAIEEEEE!!!~" Crash was mindlessly ramming back into Pumpkin's knot, mostly from how tired he was to even try and stay sensible. He knew that his roommate's Rut would leave him as unnegotiable as a horny pup, so he'd rather experience a good lay instead of enduring hours of Pumpkin masturbating under his bunk and keeping him awake anyway. Not to mention, the constant stimulation of that knot teasing his opening was more than gratifying enough to grit through the pain and take Pumpkin's cock with stride. "Aaaahhh!! Mnnnffff..."

Pumpkin kept thrusting, even as his cock kept throbbing to pump more remnant cum inside of that overfilled condom. It was too tightly wrapped around his knot for anything to spill out, but that latex was only going to hold up for so long. Of course, neither of the rams seemed to care while Pumpkin was pounding Crash's tight ass. Sweat kept flinging off both of their bodies each time they collided with one another, while Crash's member kept dangling and dripping more precum. And with both of their unwashed bodies getting hotter in such an enclosed space, there was soon enough musk to actually begin leaving condensation on the walls and window.

Minutes began to pass with less urgency or attention, and Crash was becoming more lost to the tantalizing treatment Pumpkin was giving to his hole. The ram was pumping his hips with single-minded determination, while his breaths came out firm and rapid through his nostrils. He was holding Crash down like his own personal toy, and fucking that hole as his sole means to quell the pressure building up in his balls. Those plump orbs kept smacking his roommate's taint, not that it seemed to bother Crash throughout his morning rutting. "MmmmmMMMPHHH!!!~"

Pumpkin wasn't sure how long it took for him to cum a second time, but Crash certainly wasn't expecting to feel another turrent of gushing warmth so soon. Pumpkin didn't even slow down his thrusting, and continued to pummel that poor prostate while unloading in his condom. The tight confines forced that condom to balloon out even deeper inside, causing Crash's eyes to roll back and his cock to spurt a couple thin strings that hurt a little while throbbing. Although compared to the sharp pulsations he felt while clenching around Pumpkin's knot, Crash could only imagine how badly his roommate was reeling atop his back.

"Nnnnnghhhh!! OoooOOOooOOOooohhhhh..." Pumpkin shuddered with a deep and satisfying sigh, needing a moment after flooding his condom even more. He could barely move his hips an inch back or forth, since both his knot and the pressure of his ballooned prophylactic left him in an odd variant of being between a "rock and a hard place." This also caused Crash to more effectively squeeze his roommate's cock from all-over, which made the ram squirm and grunt while tied in place. Even after his second orgasm, Pumpkin's cock didn't soften in the slightest to set his knot free.

But by that point, with both of the rams' hearts racing and keeping blood pumping to certain extremities, neither of them were planning to stop either.

"Mmmfffff!!!~" Crash was still squeezing hard around that knot while reeling on the bed, and he had to bite down on the pillow for a moment before pulling his muzzle up so needily. "Mnnngh!~ I... I-I-Idon... I don't know if that... t-that condom'll last!!"

"Y-Yeah, I fucking KNOW!" Pumpkin clenched his eyes and tried not to bark that response too hastily. But alas, his hips were already starting to thrust once more, only pausing for a few seconds to allow him to catch his breath. Crash was still reeling from how much cum was building up inside of him, but he couldn't muster the strength to stop his roommate from continuing to fill it even more. He had no idea how strong that condom was meant to be, but he was willing to bet money that Pumpkin was much... much stronger.

"Mmmfffff.. D... D-Dude..." Pumpkin hung his head and clenched his eyes tighter, but his resistance couldn't stop him from ramming into Crash's ass. He could feel that hot balloon of cum being poked and squeezed even time he pushed in, undoubtedly testing the latex's durability and stretching it past its limits. But even as his heart was racing from his ongoing Rut, Pumpkin tried his best to pull back while tugging at Crash's hole. The ram was left moaning with a shrill ry when he heard Pumpkin mutter, "I don... I don't wa... I-I-Idontwannapullout!!~"

Crash's eyes widened for a moment with a look of panic on his face. Hearing the direness in Pumpkin's voice, he could only guess that his plea wasn't as much permission, but a warning for Crash to do something himself if he didn't want him to keep going. He closed his eyes with a light whimper, knowing that his roommate's condom was basically a ticking-time bomb inside of him. But at the same time, even with that looming threat trying to reach his conscience, his hole kept hugging Pumpkin's knot and refusing to let go. As much as he hated to admit it to himself, his muzzle ended up opening before he even realized he was speaking out-loud. "Aaahhh!! P... P-Please... PLEASEDONT!! AAAHHH!!!~"

His mouth clamped shut in an instant, but his ears slumped down the moment he heard what he just cried out. He whimpered with a strong shiver, even as his lips refused to part and take back those words. All he could do was moan out while gripping Pumpkin's headboard, and hoped his roommate was too pent-up to hear what he--

"Mmmfff... Y-You don't?!"

Well... shit.

"AAAHHHH!!~" Another slutty cry belted out of Crash's muzzle, and he pushed back as hard as he could around Pumpkin's cock to signify his response. Pumpkin only replied with a hungry groan, which made Crash's eyes roll back and anticipate for more. He knew it was unbelievably stupid to keep going at that point, but it was near-impossible to think while feeling that swollen knot teasing his hole. And with how far that condom was swelling out to nestle itself deeper inside of him, Crash already felt like he was given a thorough breeding.

"Nnnghhh!! NNNGHHHH!!!~" Pumpkin could barely hold himself back, but he was struggling to keep a "slow" rate of thrusts as he went back to humping Crash's ass. The roommate's ankles kept curling up as his prostate kept being teased so relentlessly. He was already panting like a wounded animal, and his mind was too clouded in pleasure to hold back the words that went straight from his thoughts to his mouth. "AaaaAAHHHH!! Nnnnnfff... Ju... J-Just KEEP GOING!!"

"Nnnnnnnnn..." Pumpkin should've thought over that dire plea with a little more contemplation, but at that point he was too horny to give a single shit. He just grinned wider in response, and grabbed both of Crash's cheeks to brace himself. Regardless of that prophylactic, Pumpkin growled out when he pushed in with tremendous force to push that balloon out of the way. "AAAAHHHH!!!~"

After that first thrust, Pumpkin really began to work that hole as he pounded his hips rapidly. Like a jackhammer working concrete, Pumpkin gritted his teeth and delivered a brutal barrage of thrusts that repeatedly smacked off Crash's cheeks. His knot kept pulling and tugging at Crash's hole, ensuring that the roommate's mouth would hang open with a long and shaky moan. Throughout that rampant moment of furious fucking, Crash clenched his eyes shut and took every motion with his cock leaking mercilessly.

Crash's muzzle was locked open while he howled out in deep rapture. His voice was echoing off the walls hard enough to make both the rams' ears flick in discomfort. Both of their bodies were dripping steadily with every thrust, both from their sweat and from Crash's gooey strands. Pumpkin kept pistoning hard against his knot, and repeatedly pushed into that condom to make the latex bulge out. Even after pumping two loads worth of his Rut-enhanced cum, Pumpkin could feel even more of his precum bloating the condom and testing its integrity. His eyes clenched shut, and he took several worrying panting breaths from the pressure building up. Meanwhile, Crash was howling out in overwhelming titillation, and tensing up from his roommate somehow pushing himself in deeper...

Pumpkin wasn't sure how long it took for him to feel that distinct change in pressure, but it only took a single thrust for him to seemingly push through that unnatural barrier. "GnnnNNNAAAHHHH!!~"

Both of them cried out in unison, while Pumpkin's cockhead flared out triumphantly through that puncture it made. Despite the rams' best efforts, Crash's incorrect choice in protection ended up with him feeling a sudden, and very distinct pulsation far past his roommate's cock. His eyes rolled back in an instant, and his entire body went into a sharp convulsion upon that sensation that shot through his fraying nerves. His cock spasmed a few times from how badly he throbbed from the stimulation he felt so deep inside of him. He wasn't sure if it was from the sheer volume of Pumpkin's cum gushing past his prostate, or the intensity of it breaking through his already overfilled condom before hitting him full-force internally...

All he knew, even in that moment of temporary mindless bliss, was that Crash really... REALLY wanted to feel that again.

And maybe a few more times before Pumpkin's Rut subsided.

"AAAAAHHHH!!! OH FUCK!!! Nnnnghhhh!!!" Pumpkin seemed to hit quite the oversensitive trigger after "accidentally" breeding his roommate, and his knot pushed in hard to keep Crash moaning into the pillow. As soon as he felt that condom break around his head, Pumpkin's whole body tingled with invigoration like a primal source of energy. He shuddered and reeled his head back with an invigorated groan, just as he bottomed out in Crash and remained balls-deep. Crash's eyes rolled back even more, and he could barely hold himself in place while Pumpkin's cock pulsated in climax. Now completely unprotected, there was nothing to stop Crash from feeling a hot, gushing warmth shooting into his deepest depths without restriction.

Crash's entire body locked up in a state of pure euphoria, reaching levels nearly close to Pumpkin's Rut in terms of sexual gratification. As soon as he felt his roommate unloading uninhibited into his quivering hole, his own member nearly leapt off his waist while spurting a few measly strings. He was barely able to cum after so many times back-to-back, but he knew that Pumpkin was likely to keep going for hours in his hormonal state. Either way, even the numbing pain in his drained balls wasn't enough to keep that smile off Crash's face.

His knees dug into the mattress, and his entire body was reeling around Pumpkin's knot and clinging hard for more. Pumpkin had to lie down on his roommate's back for a moment, but his hips continued pumping weakly in wait for another load to build up. The two laid like that in post-coital silence, their heavy breathing the only thing that broke the stillness of the dorm room. Their fur began to stick to each other's bodies due to how wet and sweaty they were. But even in that hot and musky aftermath, the two kept holding one another tightly and savoring that brief pause.

'KNOCK!'

The rams both jolted up with a shared yelp, just as another knock came to their door.

'KNOCK!'

Crash and Pumpkin were still breathing heavily when they glanced back at each other for a moment. That was when a third knock came, followed by a Manilla envelope being slid under the door.

'KNOCK!'

"... Uuuhhhh... guys?" Through the closed door, their R.A's voice spoke clearly enough for the two to hear him from their bed. "Ummm... First off, I received your email, and I already sent a confirmation to the dorm board and professors about your, errr... situation. I also made sure the dining halls and gym were made aware as well, so you'll get your meals sent up here for the week."

As if the fact that their R.A. didn't barge in on them again wasn't relieving enough, Pumpkin and Crash sighed happily in each other's embrace. Pumpkin was the first to speak up from the bed. "Thanks, dude!"

"No problem! Oh, and uhhhh... you guys really need to keep it down if you can! Like... maybe stuff his muzzle with something?"

"Oh, sorry about that!" Crash tried to speak up apologetically, but he had no idea how wide his roommate grinned the instant he heard that suggestion from the otter outside. "W-We'll keep it doooOOOAAAAHHHH!!!~"

-RIP!!-

Without warning, Pumpkin made his roommate belt out a shrill shriek when he yanked off that jockstrap by the back of his leg-bands. In less than a couple seconds, the ram left his roommate completely bare and still tied while holding the torn jockstrap in his fist. He didn't wait for Crash to finish crying out, and he reached in to stuff his used and unwashed codpiece right in that open maw. "AAAIEEE--Mmmmphhh!"

"HEY! What did I JUST sa... hmm?" The R.A. stopped talking for a few seconds, and waited before saying in a less brash tone, "Alright, thank you! Just sign those forms I left under the door when you can. I can come back later to get them."

"Nnnnghhh... a-alright, thanks!" Pumpkin's face was starting to get red and sweaty, and he took a couple calming breaths to keep his composure. He could hear the R.A. walking off, which made both of them breathe out in relief. However, Crash couldn't say much while reeling with his roommate's used jockstrap crammed in his drooling maw. Fortunately for Pumpkin, the sight of that sweaty ram stuffed from both ends was more than gratifying for his flaring Rut. And since he was the only who could speak in that moment, he grinned particularly wide when he lifted himself off Crash's back.

"Well... you heard our R.A, didn't you?~" Pumpkin braced himself in place, and made Crash whimper muffledly through his makeshift gag. Before the ram could say anything in response, Pumpkin reached down and clasped his paw over that muzzle to keep the musky cloth inside. "Since we're supposed to keep things down... You better not spit out that gag~"

Crash may have been caught in a suffocating cloud of musk, and his body was bordering between physical and sexual exertion already; however, even in that overwhelmed and helplessly tied state, his ears flicked up before he closed his eyes with a muffled howl and nodded his head. "Mmm-hrmmmphh!!~"