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EXCERPTCasey walked into to his dorm room. His shirt was soaked through with sweat. Ten miles on the treadmill had exhausted him, but it did little to clear his head. He hoped a long shower would do what the mileage hadnt and give him someMoreEXCERPTCasey walked into to his dorm room. His shirt was soaked through with sweat. Ten miles on the treadmill had exhausted him, but it did little to clear his head. He hoped a long shower would do what the mileage hadnt and give him some perspective. He caught himself in the mirror as he was undressing and stopped to examine his reflection. He certainly wasnt terrible looking. He had a well muscled body and deep tan courtesy of years of soccer, and genetics had blessed him a mop of golden hair and dark brown eyes. But Casey felt clumsy and low-class compared to Tripp and his friends. He had none of their confidence or easy grace. He sighed, took one last look, and headed to the shower.Casey leaned into the hot water and let his mind wander. The truth was, he enjoyed feeling Tripps eyes on his body even if there was no heat behind that ice-blue gaze. Those eyes, along with the rest of Tripps slender silhouette, had been showing up in Caseys dreams with more and more frequency. At the beginning they had been fun, purely sexual. Casey woke from them in a sweat, with his erection straining against his boxers.But lately the dreams had turned into something more. In the dreams Casey now felt something for Tripp he wasnt quite comfortable with, and it was bleeding over into his waking life. Hed started picking fights with Tripp. He hated the anger and disgust he saw in Tripps eyes, but at least Tripp was looking at him. In three years of college Casey had rarely seen Tripp touch anyone and he certainly never dated. Maybe none of the girls here were good enough for him, he thought. Maybe no one was. Arrogant bastard.