Mark was still fast asleep as a yell of pleasure came from the bathroom nearby, but he slept through it. And he was still asleep when a pair of satisfied-looking jocks - one of whom appeared to be a larger version of his roommate Ben - came out of that bathroom, quietly got dressed, and slipped out the front door.
When Mark did finally wake up, he noted that his bed and Darren's were oddly close to one another.
"Weird," he said, and went to shower.
As he stepped out of the shower, he stretched, and an odd sensation came over him. It was a feeling like he'd had a few years ago in high-school, a feeling that reminded him of the flood of hormones one experiences during puberty. He also felt oddly jumped-up, but pushed it away, figuring he just had a good night's sleep.
Ignoring the unusual rumbling from his stomach, he wolfed down some breakfast - a substantial amount more than usual - grabbed his gym bag, and sprung out the front door, and on the way to campus, managed to ignore that his shoes, underwear, and t-shirt were slowly feeling tighter and tighter the further he walked ...