Drunk roommate

I was feeling almost like I was really as drunk as I had pretended, what had happened was so awesome. I lay there for a couple of minutes, then sat up on the side of the bed. My briefs were still the way Chris had fixed them so he could suck me off, and my cock was still hard. I reached down and stroked it idly as I tried to decide what to do. That’s when Chris came back in.

“Dude, you’re awake!” Chris said in surprise.

I looked at him with as much of a pretense of bleary-eyed drunkenness as I could manage. “Gotta piss” I said, slurring my words, and lurched to my feet.

I stumbled against the wall and stood shakily, looking at my roommate, my best buddy who had just sucked my cock. He had a wet cloth in his hands and I realized he’d been intending to clean me up. I started towards him, lurching around as much as I could without hurting myself.

“Gotta piss” I repeated, heading for the door. I managed to lurch up against Chris, and he caught me. I looked blearily into his eyes and mumbled, “I’m drunk, buddy, I’m drunk.”