Most of the time we get along very well and rarely ever fight, but that doesn't mean we don't have "Debates." "That's not John Bibbins you ass," Bo tells me in a passionate way that states that he knows he is right and I am wrong.
Don't have much of anything, but things are going good. I smile at the feeling as I feel so very laid back and happy.
As I point, I feel the full effect of the joint kicking me. "You know, John what's his name.Bibbins," I finish, pointing at the screen. I currently am sitting on a three seat vinyl couch that I brought to the apartment, while he is on the two seater which he brought. I turn to look at him, giving him a look of fake annoyance. "Gonna finish that thought Tim?" Bo then prods me as I take too long before finishing the thought.
It's playing some old movie that I've never seen before, but since it has a lot of action we decided to watch it. "Hey, that's.that's what's his name." I begin as I see an actor I know on TV.
Just an old TV connected to an over the air system. Since we are both broke, we don't have some great fancy TV or anything. In short, I have a very nice buzz that is only getting stronger.Īfter the joint is finished, we go back into the living room and start watching TV. And this is after killing about half of our wind coolers. When it sets in, it is very enjoyable as I'm able to chill and kick back. It doesn't take much for me to get high as I rarely do it. So we are currently in our bathroom with the fan on, passing the joint back and forth. Now being a bit of a jackass, his brother got us wine coolers instead of beer, but its not like we can do anything about it. We managed to score a couple of joints off Bo's brother, and then paid him to get us some booze.
Now with our one night off in a long time, we decided to do something sort of crazy. Since we live in a one bedroom apartment with our two beds in the same room, it would be awkward if either of us brought back a partner to have sex with. In that regard we were pretty respectful to each other. I mean, in the end, he doesn't say anything about me liking girls so why should I say anything about him liking guys? I had a feeling he liked guys for a long time, but didn't want to bring it up to be tactful. I mean, I was the first one he told when he came out, not that it changed anything. We've always clicked together in a unique way and have been through a lot of stuff. My roommate is named Bo, and we've been friends since high school. But somehow tonight we are both off and at the same time. Because of this, you don't get a lot of free time. You see we are both 19 and are going to school as well as working full time.
He smiles at this, letting me know he feels the same way. "Man, don't believe we are doing this, you know?" I tell my room mate as he hands over the joint. If you have issues with such kinks, please do not read. It is not in any way a social commentary, political statement or a statement in general against anyone or any group. It is based on a true (positive) experience. The following story contains elements of non-consent, (male) homosexuality, abuse and other related kinks.