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It had been weeks since Gavin's disturbing mental image in the showers. He'd been avoiding them ever since, only going in during the early hours of the morning when even the horniest of others would have gone back to their room. He'd successfully dodged a repeat of the incident that had left him blushing himself black for days, and the scramble of college life had soon managed to give him other things to think about.

Of course, he'd been unable to avoid Felix. Strevan had invited him into their room several times since then, and after the first time, Gavin had decided that the rabbit was a decent guy. Gavin even kind of liked him. He wasn't a sex fiend like Strevan, and he never pushed Gavin to talk or to interact unless Gavin himself started it. He seemed to know Gavin already, knew what Gavin was comfortable with and what he wasn't. Over those same weeks, Felix became what Gavin would consider a friend. Of the entire campus, he was more comfortable with Felix than he was anyone else. In fact he was more comfortable with Felix than he was with anyone he could remember.

Life had settled with his roommate too. The serpentine silver dragon named Strevan was, Gavin had discovered, a good person. He had a little trouble with math, but Gavin could, and did, help him with that. Gavin's only problem with him was that the dragon loved to tease. He knew that Gavin didn't like to hear about his escapades, and definitely didn't like, or even know how to respond to, the constant compliments and teasing advances the silver-scaled sex fiend made. All he could do was blush and pretend nothing had been said or done, because he just didn't know what to do in those situations.

The problem was that Gavin simply had no real interest in sex. He held the view that sex was sex, with males or females, and that Gavin Perkins was simply not interested in it. Which was what had disturbed him so greatly during the experience in the shower when Felix (He still had yet to learn the rabbit's last name, despite having spoken to him several times since then,) and the anonymous rabbit had fucked until they couldn't. That had really been the first time in his life that Gavin had been aroused without wanting to be aroused. At all other times in his life, even through the onset of puberty, Gavin had always had to make himself become aroused. It never happened spontaneously and for the most part Gavin was glad for that. But in that shower when he'd played the unwilling voyeur, for the first time in his life Gavin had gotten an erection and reached orgasm without willing it to happen - in fact against his will.

Gavin wasn't gay, and neither was he straight. Someone had once described him as being asexual, but Gavin also didn't think of himself that way. He enjoyed orgasm when it happened, he simply felt no pressure to make it happen. He rarely pawed off - in fact he couldn't even remember the last time he'd done it, not counting the shower incident - and at the age of 18, was still a virgin both ways with no plans to change that.

But those weeks ago, when he'd become aroused without wanting to and sprayed his cum over his webbed paw for the first time in his life without the express intent of doing so, he'd surprised, shocked, and scared himself. Because when he'd peaked, he'd been imagining himself on the receiving end of what Felix was getting, in Felix's position. It was not a thought he'd ever had before, it was new. And new things scared him, especially when they concerned Gavin himself.

Gavin was comfortable without needing others. Never before in his life had his fantasies when he pawed off involved others. In fact he didn't even fantasize - Gavin was fully capable of getting off on the feeling of simply pleasuring himself. He didn't want or need others even in his sex life. But that one flash where'd heed seen himself in his mind's eye, up against a shower wall with another furre under his tail, had changed all that. It had opened up a new can of worms and Gavin didn't like having them crawling around in his head.

And Strevan was most definitely not helping. Currently the dragon had his tail draped across Gavin's while Gavin stooped over his desk, explaining a math problem that Strevan didn't understand. And the slim prehensile appendage was slowly and stealthily making it's way further up the otter's thicker, rudder like one.

"Strevan, your tail..."

"Oh. Sorry, it has a mind of it's own," Strev said with a grin, showing pointed teeth that still made the otter shiver.

Gavin wanted to tell him to stop it, that he wasn't interested and that Strevan was wasting his time. but... Gavin was a coward. He didn't like to tell others no. That made them annoyed or more persistent and might even anger them. Better to just say nothing at all and ignore it all. Strevan would learn in time.

But did he really want the dragon to stop?... He mentally kicked himself. Of course I want him to stop! So Gavin simply pulled his tail further away from Strevan and continued trying to show him how to do the problem.

And soon enough Gavin felt the dragon's tail again. Only this time it wasn't exactly on his tail. Gavin stiffened when he felt the light brush of the appendage over his rump and closed his eyes tightly before reaching back and brushing it off of him and leaving the room as quickly as he could without running.

It was happening again. Totally against his will, he was getting an erection, and it was pressing painfully against his pants. Without thinking, he headed into the shower room and tucked himself into a toilet stall. This was a well-rehearsed procedure for him. Perching on a toilet, he pressed his feet against the door and pulled his tail over his lap. From the outside, nobody could tell there was anyone inside. Since the stall was also cramped it had the side effect of pushing his knees to his chest and he hugged them, burying his whiskered face in his furred knees to muffle any small sound he might make while he cried. Crying silently was also a well-rehearsed procedure.

He didn't know why he was having this reaction. Strevan had just barely touched him. He didn't have any reason to be crying, what in the world was wrong with that?

Then he remembered all the other times he'd been 'just barely touched'. Some of the cruelest things done to him through high school had involved others, mainly the prettier girls, 'just barely' touching him, waiting for his inevitable reaction of blushing profusely and pretending they didn't exist to make fun of him. Gavin had once read a book of quotes, and though he'd long forgotten the origin of the line, he quoted to himself 'There is nothing in this world quite so cruel as the fairer sex.'

Of course the not-so-fair sex had never given him much of a reason to like them either. Countless were the times he'd been tripped, bumped, knocked around and pushed down. The times he'd been laughed at, behind his back and in his presence, by others who thought their greater size and strength gave them impunity to do whatever they wanted. Gavin was short, thin, and nearly androgynous. Even had he ever been so inclined, fighting them would have been suicidal. And they were like sharks. Once they found out he wouldn't do anything about any of it, they'd perpetually circled him. They made his time outside the security of his own home hell.

And Strevan had reminded him of both of those at once. He was definitely, distinctly male, and the way he was always touching Gavin was exactly the way, and exactly the places, where the females had. That one touch had brought everything flooding back - no wonder he'd ran away.

Of course realizing why he was crying didn't make him want to stop. He lost track of how long he'd been there, and he didn't really care. He'd stop when he was good and ready. He didn't miss the sound of the swinging door to the bathroom opening, however, and wondered just how late it was. If others were coming in for showers - and other activities - it'd be pretty late in the day.

"Gavin?" he heard a soft voice ask. He looked at the gap at the bottom of the door and saw a pair of white and black rabbit feet. "Gavin, you mind letting me in there?"

"...Why?" Gavin asked, suspicion creeping into his thoughts.

"Because I'm worried and I want to know if you're alright," Felix replied.

He reminded himself that Felix was a good guy. He didn't make Gavin nervous and Gavin had the sneaking suspicion that he was comfortable around Felix because Felix had dealt with those like him before and knew how to handle him.

Gavin took his feet off the door and pulled them up under his knees, balancing on the toilet without really changing position. After a second Felix tried the door again and when he found he could open it, slid into the stall and closed the door again.

"Strevan told me what happened hon. Are you okay?" the rabbit asked. Gavin just buried his face in his knees again. "Okay, I'll admit that was a stupid question, you wouldn't be here if you were okay." Felix crouched in the small space beside Gavin and put a warmly furred arm across the otter's shoulders. Gavin started to draw back at the contact and then just relaxed again. Felix hadn't given him any reason to not trust him, and it did feel nice... And it didn't have any of the sexual intent behind it that Strevan's touch did. That alone made Gavin finally relent and lean over towards the rabbit. For once, the contact felt good...

"You gotta understand, cutie, Strevan didn't mean anything by it. God knows he's a sex fiend but if he knew it would have bothered you this much he wouldn't have done it. He and I had a little talk after he told me what happened, he won't be making any more advances like that."

Gavin shook his head. "It... Wasn't Strevan's fault." The otter sniffled like a child and turned his head to look at Felix out of the corner of his eye. "He just reminded me of... Things. He scares me, Felix..."

"Mmhmm. He scares me too, hun." Felix started to stroke Gavin's head and the back of his neck in a comforting motion. "The guy brings a whole new meaning to 'sexual predator.' But that's not why you ran out, is it? You can talk to me, there's an 'Out of order' sign I just happened to have stuck on the door. It's just me and you until you decide to leave."

Gavin wasn't that surprised to find himself trying to explain everything to Felix. The rabbit was wonderful. He hugged Gavin at all the right spots in his story, knew when to comfort him and when to listen quietly. He never jumped in to try to deny any of Gavin's assertions that he wasn't good-looking or that he was useless or any of the other things he had to say about himself. Felix knew he needed to vent and so Felix let him vent.

"And that mental image just upset me..." Gavin finished. "I'm not gay, I'm not straight, I'm not bi... I don't know what's going on anymore, not even with myself..."

Gavin had slipped closer and closer to Felix until the rabbit was almost cradling him. Felix pulled him tighter and nuzzled the top of his head. "I'm not gay or bi or straight either, you know. For a while I was a lot like you. And you're right, I do know how to handle you, because I used to react to things a lot like you. I'm still not all that interested in sex for having sex."

"...Then why do you do it?" Gavin asked, then cuddled closer to the rabbit. It just felt so good to be there like that...

"To make others happy. That's all I really want, sweetie. I like to make others happy. And the easiest way I found to make others happy was to have sex with them. Oh, it was just girls at first, but pretty soon I tried it with males too, and I found out two things. The first was that I liked it more, a lot more, with males. And the second was that males are a lot happier during and after. So pretty soon I was just making males happy. And it makes me happy to know that they are, so we all win."

Gavin was tired and drained from crying, and Felix was so soft and warm and comfortable that Gavin was quickly becoming sleepy. "I want to be happy..." he mumbled, hovering on the edge of sleep.

"So find what makes you happy." Felix's ears twitched and he continued petting the otter that was leaning into him.

"You do..."

Felix blinked. "Tell me that when you're not brain dead and we'll talk some more," Felix finally responded, nose twitching nervously. "Now come on hun, let's get you back to your room. I can't leave that sign up all night."

Gavin finally stood up but he stayed glued to Felix. The rabbit was just too comfortable to step away from. "How did you get the sign anyway?..."

Felix smiled. "You don't want to hear about it, hun. Too much sex involved."

"Ah..."

There was silence until they reached Gavin's room. Gavin hesitated before opening the door and Felix, misinterpreting the hesitation, said "Gavin, I made him promise he'd leave you alone. He'll be meek a kitten from now on."

Gavin stared at his webbed paw, then at the doorknob, and finally back up at Felix. Felix's face was white, except for a black spot the size of a half-dollar coin on his right cheek. Most of the black spots covered his ears. The otter stretched up and pressed his muzzle to the spot on the rabbit's cheek, giving Felix a quick kiss there. "Thanks, Felix... I feel better." Before Felix could make any reply, Gavin slipped back into his room.

Strevan was in bed, and looked asleep. Gavin simply changed into a pair of shorts and climbed into his own bed. For some reason though, despite being so sleepy, sleep wouldn't come.

"Sorry Gavin. I didn't know it bothered you so much," he finally heard Strevan say.

"It wasn't anything you did..." Gavin replied. "It just... Reminded me of some other things."

"Still... Sorry."

"It's alright, Strevan. Goodnight."

And then Gavin discovered it was all too easy to go to sleep. But all through the night, he was bothered by dreams. And they all involved, not Felix, but Strevan. And Strevan's tail. And... Other... Portions of Strevan's anatomy.

Author's notes: OMGWTF NO SEX! I did start this as a way to practice writing emotions, after all, and 'emotions' does not equal wanton sex. :P

Comments and constructive criticism welcome! Flames not so welcome, but meh, it's your choice.