I blinked hard but did as I was told, standing and following after my brother as we left our dorm building in the early night. I looked around but thankfully Tosser was gone, so there was no surprises and I didn’t have to shit myself in front of my brother and our city’s MAN.

God, this was a huge moral lesson for me.

Don’t lie.

Lying just really made things stressful.

I was not the kind of person that could juggle multiple social circles where they conflicted and I had to keep them all separate.

I was a simple, simple man, terrified of my father, and horny for men.

And I had to choose.

And I chose my family, because they terrified me.

Oh, and I loved them.

That too.

I did love them, even if...if we were growing in different directions, we could still love each other and be a family, couldn’t we?

Even if I maybe had the MAN of Liliport, I don’t know, living in my guest room? Maybe paying my rent?

We came up on the campus security building and my brother made me straighten myself up, telling me that just because I wasn’t an active member of the church didn’t mean I wasn’t going to make them look back for being sloppy, and once I was more presentable we entered.

I and all the other incoming sapien students were made to take a couple seminars the first week of school, and one of them was what to do if you were being stalked by an aggressive novus.

The first step was filing a report with campus. Once you were there, you went back into a private room and were interviewed with a sapien counselor who would take down the details of the harassment and file a complaint through the school that would be reviewed by the peacekeepers to see if it needed to be escalated. On rare occasion, of the harassment was violent enough, they would summon a peacekeeper directly so they could deal with it.

We waited for about twenty minutes in the entrance before we were called back. I tried to assure my brother he didn’t need to go back with me, but he insisted, and so we went back together.

The counselor was an older gentleman who was very polite, sat us down in two chairs across from his desk in the little room that took almost fives minutes to walk through, the security building massive. Once we were seated I struggled to find the right words and so my brother started for me, telling them that I was being harassed by a male novus for the past couple days and had to run all the way from the bookstore to here.

“The bookstore?” He asked with a big smile as he started typing on his keyboard, his eyes on his monitor “That’s great, because we might actually have footage of that for the complaint, thanks to the security cameras in the bookstore.”

OH GOD.

“UHHHHNNNGG,” I shook my head, because I wasn’t going to be able to explain why I was waltzing around with the novus that harassed me and then let him buy my books for me. “UMMMM,” I coughed and then started to purposefully cough violently because I didn’t know what else to do, my brother telling me to knock it off while the counselor asked if I needed water. I shook my head and waved a hand at him as I continued to cough, trying to figure out how I was going to get out of this.

When I finished I sat back, and started to sweat.

The counselor looked between be and my brother. “This was today that he-”

“Just an hour ago,” My brother said firmly, “At the campus bookstore, where he should be safe.”

I wheezed.

I used to have asthma as a kid.

Maybe I could fake that to avoid the video being pulled up.

I patted my chest and shook my head at my brother, but he ignored me entirely and focused on the counselor. “We’d like to file a police report, if possible. Nip this in the bud now.”

“Oh, well-” The counselor said with a frown, “I don’t actually decide that-”

“Who does, then?” My brother demanded, his tone angry, “My brother was harassed, and I want to file a police report.” He said firmly. “He came here to study, and he doesn’t need the distraction or stress of a novus male harassing him. This is a place of professional, safe learning, not matchmaking.”

The counselor sucked in a breath. “I completely understand, but…” He frowned, glancing at his monitor. “Well, we actually have a peacekeeper on campus right now. I’ll just summon them if you really feel like-”

“I do.” My brother said, and I think was actually having an asthma attack. Or an anxiety attack.

Or maybe I was just dying, because it felt like I was dying.

I desperately looked between my brother and the counselor, but my brother just crossed his arms over his chest and the counselor gave me a sympathetic look. His mouth was moving and I thought he was saying ‘it’s aaaaall going to be okay, son’ but I couldn’t hear anything other than my own pounding heart beat.

The counselor stood and said the peacekeeper was coming right up and I was truly about to shit myself, the older man saying that if the peacekeeper was coming it which was good, because only the on campus peacekeeper could unlock the security footage from outside the campus and then they could attach that to the report, and-

“Here they are.” The door opened and I turned slowly to look over my shoulder to see the peacekeeper coming in dressed in full uniform, and I swear, it was like watching a bomb dropping my mouth falling open as the peacekeeper breezed right by where I was sitting.

“Oh!” The counselor exclaimed, “I can’t believe the MAN is handling this!”

“I take the safety of all my citizens very, very seriously.” Tosser said with a grim look as he came to stand behind the counselor, looking between me and my brother from the other side of the table. “Luckily I happened to be in the area.” He nodded to me, his eyes bright and wild. “Tell me...everything.”

“No, no, no, no, no.” I mumbled, shaking my head.

“Yes,” My brother said loudly, firmly, “Tell him, Ford. We’re filing a police report.”

“God,” I asked, lifting my gaze, “Why me?”

“Why isn’t what’s important here. It’s the when, what, and where.” The counselor said with a sympathetic smile. “We need to get all the details so we can make the best decision for you and your education, going forward and what repercussion might need to be-”

“I want a ban form campus.” My brother demanded.

“Me to.” I blurted out, staring at Tosser. “I want him banned from campus for the stress he’s caused me.”

“Mm,” Tosser nodded. “I see.” He looked to the monitor. “I’m reading what we already have down here, good work, good work – I see! The bookstore, yes.” He looked to the counselor. “I’m going to personally...stay on top of him.” He said firmly, my brother nodding as I stared into space. “This!” He corrected. “I mean I will stay on top of this- actually, you know what?” He said, standing, everyone watching him. “I think we better handle this down at the station.”

“I haven’t even said anything.” I stressed.

“I can just...smell him all over you-” He stressed as he looked to the counselor, who looked worried at that. “This is deep. I’m very concerned for his safety - he’s going to need more intense, hands on assistance.”

“Oh no,” The counselor said as he looked to me concerned, and I stared at him with wide eyes. If he was a novus, he would have smelt that it was Tosser on me, but nope. The stupid campus had to have a stupid sapien for my stupid comfort. “You should go with him Mr. Richards, for your own safety.”

“No,” I said shaking my head. “No, no-”

“Yes, Ford,” My Brother stressed in a hard tone, looking angry, “Go with the peacekeeper. File a police report. Nip this in the bud now.”

“It needs a nipping.” Tosser agreed as he looked at me, his eyes widening briefly.

“You...fffffff,” I bite into my bottom lip then, keeping it between my teeth and Tosser came over and took me by my upper arm to help me stand as I stared at him. He assured my brother that he was going to take care of me and return me to the dorms when he was done, warning him it might take a while.

And then he shook my brother’s hand while I watched in horror, twisting in his grip to try and look to the counselor, but he was smiling at Tosser with a proud look and I could have puked.

I scowled at Tosser then, jolting when my brother demanded I thank the officer.

Tosser stared down at me with a blank look and I stared just slightly up at him for the longest time before I forced out “Thank you….officer Humblefellow.”

He hummed at that, giving the counselor, and then my brother, a curt nod before he walked with me out from the office. I chewed on my bottom lip as he marched me through the halls, and I swear by the way the novus looked at me, they knew.

We walked all the way through the campus before we got to his patrol car, where he stuck me in the front passenger seat before he went around and sat behind the wheel, saying as soon as the door was closed “Let’s go file that report!” In a chipper tone.

I held a hand to my chest and screwed my eyes closed, shouting “Have you any idea what you are doing to my heart!?”, I sucked in a breath, “I feel like I’m dying!”

“Why?!” He laughed, “I just SAVED you.” He said as he yanked my seat belt on, then suddenly driving fast in reverse, looking over his shoulder as he moved his steering wheel with the heel of his hand. “I deserve a treat for that!”

“A-” I whipped my head to look at him, “A TREAT?! THIS IS ALL YOUR FFFF-”

Everything on my tongue died when he whipped around to face forward and slapped the hand closest to me on my crotch, cupping me through my pants very, very firmly. I forced my tongue through my tightly clenched lips, licking them as I slowly turned my head to look out the window.

He hummed as I stared at the city whizzing by, his hand massaging my dick as I sat there rethinking all of my life’s choices.

“Tosser-” I squeaked when he tightened his hold on my hard hard dick.

“Nuh, uh, uh,” He teased, “Call me by my name!”

I wheezed “Terry,” slowly looking back at him, “I would rather you keep both hands on the wheel, thank you.”

He pursed his lips, and when we stopped at a traffic light, his gaze jumping to look at me out of the corner of his eyes as he smiled slowly. He gaze me one last squeeze, very firmly – so firmly my eyes started to water – and then he released me. “Can’t you guess why I insisted that I take you down to the station?” He teased as he turned his attention back tot he road, smirking as he speed off.

My lip curled.

“Don’t you remember what you clicked on that listy I sent you?”

My lip curled further, my gaze lifting as I thought on it.

“I clicked a lot of things.” I said slowly.

“I know! You are so easy.” He laughed, I scowled and looked back out the window. He hummed a pleasant tune as we parked outside the station, slightly crooked, Tosser getting out quickly. I sighed as I unbuckled.