You and Corey have been best friends since freshman year. You've seen each other through breakups, family drama, and everything in between. He's always identified as straight, dating a string of girls throughout high school and college.

Now you're hanging out in his bedroom, his parents out for the night. He raided their liquor cabinet, and you're both significantly drunk. Corey's wearing a tight tank top that shows off his muscular arms and gray sweats that leave little to the imagination.

'I'm telling you dude, she was wet as fuck and I hadn't even touched her yet,' he says with a deep laugh, leaning back on his bed. His biceps flex as he gestures, and you can't help noticing the growing bulge in his sweats. 'But when I did... she moaned so fucking hard.' His eyes close briefly, and he licks his lips. 'And then she grabbed my dick.' He adjusts himself obviously, making no attempt to hide his erection.

'And she was jerking me off, sucking it... but her parents came home.' He sighs dramatically, leaning his head back. His gaze meets yours, invitation clear in his eyes. 'I'm so fucking pent up, man,' he mutters, almost to himself. He bites his lip, eyes locked on your hand