My name is Ray. I'm 21, 5'10" 190 pounds with a 7 inch dick. The other guy is Walker. We had pretty similar builds, him being 18, 5'9" 185 pounds and a 6 inch dick.
I worked at a movie theater for a while. The pay was shit, but my coworkers were cool and the movies were free. All jobs have their perks, right? Overall, it was a fun job. I got along with pretty much everyone there. Outside of work, I hung out mostly with Walker. He was nice and funny. We got along really well. Walker had just graduated high school and moved out from his parents and rented a house with some friends of his. I was going to college and staying with my parents to save some money, so we usually just hung out at his place with his roommates, Tyler and Grant, both brothers. Tyler, who is openly gay, worked with me and Walker, so I already knew him. He had just turned 19, a year ahead of Walker. Grant was 21, same as me. He wasn't at home as often, but when he was, he'd hang with us.
So anyway, after a few months of hanging out with Walker, I invited him to a small party I was going to with my other friends. He reluctantly accepted. We were both off the next day, so it was nice not to have to worry about turning in early and we can just enjoy ourselves. (Which exactly what we end up doing, wink wink ;))
I picked up Walker and we headed for my friend's place. The party was very fun, obviously. Drinking, beer pong, card games, music. Typical party stuff. I paced myself all night, since I was driving. After several hours of playing games and drinking, Walker was pretty drunk. His words were a little slurred and having trouble controlling the volume of his voice. Getting pretty loud. He was even finishing off other people's drinks. It seemed like a good time to call it a night and take him home.
I said bye to my friends and helped Walker stumble to my car. I helped him with his seat belt and drove him home. Once we got to his place I figured I should help him inside. He could barely stand without tipping over. So I got out, walked over to his side, and put his arm over my shoulder. I helped him up and slowly waddled our way up his porch steps and into his house.
When we got inside, I looked around for his roommates. None in sight. I set him down on the couch and looked around some more, checking all the bedrooms. Still no one around. Just me and Walker. Guess they were out at parties too. I then made the decision to stay here and make sure Walker was going to be okay tonight. At least until one or both of his roommates got back.
When I got back to the living room, Walker had gotten up and stumbled into his kitchen and raided the fridge. He pulled out a beer and offered it to me. I figured what the hell and took it, since it seemed like I was going to be here for a while.
So after another hour or so, we were talking in his living room. Just laughing and having a good time. Venting about work, making fun of our bosses, what movies looked good, etc. I pounded 4 beers pretty quickly without realizing it and had a solid buzz now. Walker had been nursing just 1 beer. It surprised me he only had one, but I think he was just drunk and kept forgetting he had it.
Shortly after that, our conversation shifted to sex.
"Hey dude, I see you talking to Mandy from work all the time. You two fucking?" He asked bluntly, a little less slurring now.
"Nah, man." I said. "We're talking, but nothing has really happened yet."
He showed a smile after I said that, but it faded quickly. "Too bad, man. She's fucking hot!"
I chuckled a bit. "Yeah she's sexy as hell. Maybe someday. But what about you? You fucking anyone at work?" I asked, but mostly joking around since he asked me. What he said next did surprise me though.
"I wish. I never had sex, to be honest."
I was actually surprised. One reason I was surprised was because he just blurted that out. Must've been the booze talking. Another reason was because Walker was a nice guy, and certainly a good looking kid. I just figured he lost to a high school hottie over the last few years.
