Young, Gay, Love

Chapter 23: Big, Warm, What?

Where am I?

Wow, that's a bad thing to say to myself.

Are my eyes open?

I was blinking rapidly trying to see through the black that seemed to surround me.

Dammit did I go blind?

This just kept getting better and better. I thought to myself. How do I do this to myself?

I felt something wet on my face and as I reached up to feel what was on my face I realized they were tears.

Am I really so dysfunctional that I can't even tell when I'm crying?

"It's okay just let it all out." said a voice in the background.

I felt a hand rubbing my back and heard a toilet flush.

That wetness on my face just wasn't tears, but vomit. And do I hear 'The One That Got Away' playing in the background?

I felt myself being put into a shower and the water was kind of cold, but it felt cold. Aside from it feeling like needles all over my body because of how hard the water pressure was.

Then it went black again.

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Something big and warm was pressed against my body as I woke up. Dang it's so bright in here. Oh gosh I think I'm going to throw up.

I rolled, fell, and tripped to the bathroom and just let it out. Ugh, that smelled awful. What happened last night?

The bathroom mirror was not kind to me as I looked at my face. Pale, greenish, undertones overtook my face.

Whatever.

I thought to myself and I walked out of the bathroom to this wonderful display of men in the bedroom.

Mike was on the right side and a mysterious, big, Abercrombie built model of a guy on the left.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I screeched and quickly ran to the dresser for my American Eagle underwear. I was naked.

I loud chorus of what's, yells, and thumps orchestrated perfectly as I was hastily throwing on loose shirts and swanky shorts.

"Who. THE HELL. Are YOU!?" I shouted with an indignant finger pointing as the chiseled figure as he stood up. "And WHAT did you do to ME last night!?"

"Huh?" He was rubbing his head like baboon, but I didn't care if I woke him up. He was pressed up against me as I was sleeping and that big, warm, thing, pressed against me was obviously his woo hoo because judging by the size of it. That was definitely it. And wow. It was very...

"DID I HAVE SEX WITH YOU!?" I accused this clotheless man. "SPEAKING OF WHICH PUT CLOTHES ON!!"

"Sammy calm down." Mike said calmly.

"WHY!! I don't remember anything last night. Did he drug me?!" I was so red in the face and I felt so used and humiliated.

"No, this is my friend Gabe and he came here because his boyfriend was mad at him. And you shouldn't be so rude. He was the one taking care of you last night. We think you had alcohol poisoning, because you drank more than your weight can handle." He rushed out and calmly.

"Oh... I'm.. I'm so sorry." I said now thoroughly embarrassed.

"It's alright. If some big naked guy was sleeping next to me while I was naked I would be worried too." Gabe replied. "And apology accepted."

"I'm Sam. So I must have been a handful last night." I said.

"You were more of the life of the party." The both said at the same time.

"Not to mention you were in a sling." Gabe quickly added.

"And you drank more than just a bottle... or was it three?" Mike put in.

"Yeah, and you made out with a bunch of old men." Some random voice from out the door added.

I opened the door to see a group of men standing outside the door.

"What happened." I said sternly with a glare at Gabe and Mike.

They both put their hands up and guided me towards a chair.

"You should really sit down while we tell you what happened." Mike said.

Oh. Shit.