Drunk roommate

For some reason I did nothing, just pretended I was asleep. Chris poked me harder. I didn’t respond.

I heard someone else say, “He’s passed out man, better get him out of here before he hurls all over the place.”

Chris swore. “How about helping me” He said, and the next thing I knew there were hands all over me, and I was being carried out of the room and down the hall to our room.

I got an erection almost right away and felt a hand in my crotch, feeling me up pretty good. Another guy had his hand on my ass, probing my crack. I’d have cum if the ride had lasted longer. I sure wanted to know whose hands those were, but I kept my eyes closed and pretended I really was out cold. I felt myself being dumped on a bed, and heard laughing and joking as they left. I heard the door close.

I was about to get up and turn on the light when I heard someone in the room. Then the bed shook and I heard Chris’s voice. “Hey Brad, wake up!”

He shook me gently. I remained motionless. He shook me again. “Fuck, man, you never get drunk.”