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(I should mention I’m a nerd who loves bulleted lists.) Now that I’ve got the main part of the story out of the way, let me step back for a minute and fill in some background information. It’s been almost a week now, and there’s not a day that has gone by in which I haven’t thought about that night and all the unanswered questions.

When that phone call ended, my mind started racing with more and more questions. He asked me if I remembered anything – I lied and said ‘No’. He even mentioned finding his clothes folded on the chair downstairs. His girlfriend told him he had come up to bed completely naked, and he had gotten sick after lying down in bed. He said he must’ve blacked out because he didn’t remember anything from the night before. Later the same day around noon I got a call from him. Then I got the hell out of there and went home. I folded his clothes and left them on a chair. I realized that he must’ve gone upstairs to get in bed with his girlfriend while still completely naked from our encounter! I quickly got dressed and started to straighten the room up. I instantly experienced both thrill and panic. When I woke up early the next morning, he had already gone upstairs, but every piece of his clothing was still strewn out all over the floor. Finally we passed out on a blanket on the floor. He tried to go for more, but he was too drunk to find any lube. We only fooled around – mainly oral with him being the receiver. I don’t remember if any words were exchanged, but it was definitely on from that point. He pulled down his pants and exposed his already aroused member. He opened his eyes, sat up, looked around the room, and then stared at me for about 10 seconds. I got down on the floor beside him, started shaking him, telling him to wake up, and giving him a hard time about passing out on the floor. Before long we found ourselves pretty hammered.Īt one point I remember coming into the room and finding him lying on his back on the floor with his eyes closed. We are both partial to whiskey, and man was it going down easy that night. His girlfriend went upstairs to bed, and he and I stayed downstairs and continued drinking. Eventually everyone left except for me, him, and his girlfriend. Everything went great at first, and we all were having a good time. Last weekend my straight friend and I decided to invite some people over and have a cookout at his house.