Main event: A gay moment

POV: Ellis

Time frame: Keith is 19, Ellis is 18

WARNING: Moderate (rated T) gayness

Okay, did I ever tell you about the time… I can't even put a title on what happened. Hell, I don't even know why I'm tellin anyone about it. This shit is embarrassing.

One time, we were having a good time, watching some movies and having several beers. By several, I mean a whole bunch. We were really drunk. And a full year ago, when I turned 17, I got really drunk with Keith and some weird shit happened and I swore I was never gonna get that drunk again, but that was another story that I'll get the guts to tell someday.

This time, we were good and shit-faced, having just had several hours on a couch, relaxing and watching movies. You know how after you get real drunk sitting down, and you stand up? Well, that happened. Keith stood up, covered his mouth and stumbled to the bathroom. He slipped on the rug, fell down and the force of him hittin the floor knocked the puke out of him. It splattered all over the bathroom and when I stumbled in to help him up, I slipped in it! Slipped in the vomit and got it all over my clothes.

He started to sit up and I guess it wasn't all out because I suddenly had warm puke all in my crotch and the smell was so bad that I threw up too. On him, all over his shirt and work coat.

After a few minutes of takin turns throwin up on each other, the bathroom was a mess and none of the puke was in the toilet.

"We gotta get this cleaned up, buddy." I said.

Keith reaches over and turns the shower on and suggests that I help him get into the shower first to sober up, and then he swore that he would clean the bathroom himself. I was on board so I stood up the best I could and helped him stand too. It was so bad now that we needed to use one another as a crutch or we would both be on the floor again.

Now I didn't note that ALL of our clothes were covered in puke. Keith starts pulling off his shirt, but its all sticky so he needs help, and this is where it gets a little foggy. I think we took each other's clothes off because when things started to make sense again, we were in the shower, completely naked. I had my best friend's naked body pushed up against mine and I don't know if we were struggling to stand, or trying to fall asleep against one another in the heat.

This was really weird and completely inappropriate in every way. I didn't even know what to say or do. We avoided really awkward eye contact and didn't say a word to one another the whole time. We were all soapy and hands were places…goddamn. I don't want to go any farther into it, but it was bad for everyone involved. There wasn't nothin sex-like about it but it was awful. One of the gayest things I ever done with my life before the Outbreak. One of 'em.

Good Lord, why?