Henry woke up and looked around, his eyes immediately closing from the bright lights. He rubbed his temples, trying to stop his migraine, with no success. The teen groaned and got up, walking over to Ray, who laid on the round couch, sleeping. Henry lightly shook him, smiling when the brunette’s eyes slowly fluttered open. “Wakey, Wakey, sleepy head.” The blonde cooed. Ray stirred, before propping himself up on his elbows, smiling at Henry. “Hey Baby Boy.” Henry smiled at that name. He reached down and wiped Ray’s hair from his face. “Quick question.” Henry said. “What in the literal fuck happened here last night?” Ray rubbed his neck and smiled, looking away. “My memory doesn’t serve too well.” He chuckled.

“We’d must’ve drunk a little too much.” Ray remarked, feeling nauseous from the idea of drinking so much. Henry walked around, before examining the mess of a cave. Pizza boxes thrown in far off corners, soda cans littered throughout the floor, both full and empty. Salt sprinkled in so many odd places, along with lime peels. Henry turned towards the round off couch and chuckled. He turned on his heels and started for the couch, pulling two empty bottles of vodka out from under it. He struggled to grab something else, but eventually he grabbed one last bottle from the couch, seeing that it was half empty. Or, well, half full.

“Jesus Christ,” Ray looked at the bottles, studying them. “These are magnum bottles, there was at least 33 shots chocked full in these.” Henry groaned as a wave of queasiness washed over him. “There’s no way we could’ve finished two and a half bottles.” He said, scratching his chin.

“I think there was a way last night.” Ray said, a small smile ripping at his lips.

(FLASHBACK)

Henry paced his around his room, staring at the discarded clothes. He groaned internally when he checked the closet one last time, still finding nothing to wear. The teen huffed angrily, grabbing an oversized jacket, and looking at it, slightly smiling a bit. It was Ray’s. He stole it and had no intention of giving it back. He slipped it on and smiled when the sleeves went over his hands. Henry walked around his room for a bit more, eventually picking up a pair of ripped black jeans. He tried them on and stepped in front of his mirror, checking himself out before grabbing his phone and keys and leaving his room. The teen slipped down the stairs, hand on doorknob when his mom stopped him. “Honey, where are you going so late?” His mom asked, as she sat on the arm of the couch, a few feet from him. Henry stuttered, rubbing his hands together. “Well, I’m going to my friend’s house for the night, um, Dad already said it was okay, so I’ll just be on my way.”

“Well, honey,” His mom said, “I hope you have fun, and don’t get into any trouble, okay?” He nodded, and she waved at him, smiling. He walked out the door and smiled, before starting on his way towards Junk N’ Stuff. The teen walked through what seemed like a hundred streets before he came to the antique store. He opened the door and walked in, hearing the bell jingle. Henry skipped throughout the store and near the elevator, pressing the button when he got close enough to it. The creaky doors opened and he stepped in, hitting the basement button. The shaft grated, before dropping the blonde to the basement level, with a crash. Henry got up and dusted himself off, fixing his hoodie when the doors opened.

Ray laid on the round couch, his attention focused on the game in front of him. He groaned in frustration as he threw the controller down, eventually picking it up and starting the level over again, grumbling expletives. Henry smirked and quietly made his way to Ray, sneaking behind the round couch and propping his head on the couch and waiting for the perfect time. Ray sighed when his character died on the game for the 13th time that day. “Looks like you need some help, baby.” Henry mewled in Ray’s ear, causing the superhero to jump and scream. His arms flexed in an attempt to defend himself from his harmless offender. Ray’s breath eventually slowed, his chest rising and falling much more slowly. “Jumpy, aren’t we?” Henry joked, watching Ray shake his head and glare at Henry. “Asshole.”

Nearly two hours later, the two had controllers in hand, both focused on the game, trying to pass the level. “Ray, is there anything to eat?” Henry asked, “I’m starved.” Ray shook his head, his attention never leaving the screen in front of him. Henry groaned, pausing the game, causing Ray to look at him. “Food.” He mumbled, pointing to his mouth. “Wait, let me just try to finish this level.” Ray said, trying to unpause the game. “Nope, this game gets unpaused when this mouth is stuffed full.” Henry said confidently, making Ray chuckle. The teen’s cheeks tingled as he suddenly realized the double entendre of his words. “I’m getting pizza.” He snorted. He snatched Ray’s phone from the table and dialed the nearest pizzeria’s number.

While the teen ordered god-knows-what, Ray kept at his game. His brows furrowed as his player narrowly dodged an attack, before eventually dying. He nearly threw his controller at the wall. “Fucking hate this game!” He groaned as Henry walked back over to him, sitting down. He gave Ray his phone back and shrugged. “I got two large pepperonis and a 2 liter sprite.”  Ray laughed, getting up and walking over to the cabinet. “And, I’ve got the perfect thing to go with that sprite.” He said, pulling a large bottle of vodka from the cabinet. Henry’s eyes twinkled with curiosity as he grabbed the large bottle, inspecting it. “A magnum bottle of Vodklassiks?” Henry asked, smiling. Ray nodded, and grabbed two glasses from another cabinet. He opened the bottle and poured the spirit into the glasses equally. The brunette handed Henry a glass. “Bottoms up!” He exclaimed as he chugged it down with a few gulps. Henry drank about half, stopping when he felt his throat nearly ignite in flames. He quaffed the rest and slammed the cup on the table, his eyes a bit watery.

The teen smiled at Ray and nearly got a bit light-headed walking towards the elevator when he saw the delivery driver was right outside the store. Eventually, the teen left and came back with the two pizzas and soda. He had to force himself not to rip the box open and tear at the pizza. Henry set the boxes down on the table and opened one of them, practically prising a slice, immediately going to town. “How much were the pizzas, Hen?” Ray called, grabbing a slice.”Not too expensive.” Henry commented, chuckling a bit. The two ate a few more slices before the first box was finished. Ray popped open the Sprite and poured him and Henry a glass.

He poured it halfway and evened it out with a half cup of vodka, doing the same with Henry’s glass as well. Ray gave Henry his glass, stopping him before he started to drink it. “Baby boy, this,” He said, pointing to the bottle of vodka, “Is going to get us fucked up. Before we keep going, I want you to know that whatever happens, happens.” He gave Henry a small kiss. “If that leads to more, then I’m down, are you?” He asked. Henry nodded. “I’m gonna need a yes or no, babe.”

“Ye- yes, I’m so down with that.” He said, trying to be cool, smiling at Ray. “Alright then.” Ray said, swigging at his drink looking at the half empty bottle of vodka. Henry swilled his, the teen’s cheeks tingling. He fished his hands into his pocket and pulled his phone out, connecting to the speaker and blasting some old pop song. Nearly 10 minutes later, the speakers pounded the cave with music, as the superheros chugged the bottle. It started to hit Henry a bit hard, when Ray kept chugging the bottle, finishing it with a satisfying gulp. He looked over to Henry whose hands were full with pizza slices. His boyfriend laughed a bit, munching on the pizza with a huge smile. He chuckled and stepped over to his cabinet, grabbing another bottle. It was a bit smaller than the first, but still looked like it held a mighty punch.

He opened it and poured himself another glass, when a thought shown. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out a lime, cut it, and rimmed the glass. Then, he grabbed some salt and coated the rim of the cup with it, smirking. Henry looked over to Ray and held a goofy smile. He slightly stumbled over to the brunette, watching what he was doing. “What are you doinn..?” He slurred a bit, before seeing that Ray poured vodka and sprite together, and that he was about to drink it. “That looks so good, Rayyymond.” Ray was taken back a bit when Henry called him by his full name. He shrugged and drank the cocktail, biting the lemon and licking a small pile of salt. “I wanna do thats too!” Henry said, grabbing the vodka bottle and messily trying to make himself a cocktail like Ray’s. He got most of it right, except with the lime part. He swigged it and chewed on the lime, instead of biting into it.

“Ha, you okay, Hen?” Ray said, looking at him. Henry nodded furiously and smiled. There was about maybe 4 shots left of vodka when Ray downed it, huffing after. His throat felt like someone just set it on fire. He started to feel a little light-headed, when he grabbed another slice of pizza, chowing down. Henry started dancing to the music, his confidence nearly growing by the second. He hummed a few words, before he mumbled some lyrics. “..happiness is the same pride as reb dottoms, I want it, I gone it..” He sang, twirling around, before almost crashing into Ray, who was still eating pizza. “Babe, don’t eat all the pizza, they costed a lots of moneys.” He giggled, turning towards Ray. Ray laughed, before getting up and dancing around, mumbling lyrics he didn’t know either.

Henry shimmied his shoulders, making Ray laugh. Ray mirrored him and spun around, crashing into him on the floor. The music drowned out as the two erupted in laughter. Ray’s arms wrapped around Henry’s waist, slightly pulling him closer. Henry giggled even more, caressing his arms. “You’re so drunk, baby boy.” Ray remarked, laughing. Henry shook his head. “Nooooo you are..” He said, lying his head in Ray’s chest. “We both are!” They said in unison.

“Well, you're more drunker than me.” Henry stated, giggling a bit. Ray laughed and pushed Henry off of him. “If I was more drunker than you, I couldn't do this.” He said, hovering over Henry. Ray's hands on either side of Henrys head. Henry chuckled and slipped from under him, watching as Ray fell to the floor and rolled around, roaring. “It's like I'm rolling in snow!” Ray laughed, trying to make a floor-angel. Henry laughed and rolled around with him, until he bumped into Ray. The brunette giggled and crawled on top of Henry.

He slowly brushed his lips against Henry's. Ray smirked as Henry gasped slightly, before kissing back even more. Ray leaned down and lightly bit Henry's neck, licking the bruises, feeling Henry slowly grow harder in his jeans. Ray pulled away and roamed near his ear, lightly nibbling. “Can I keep going?” Whispered Ray, seductively. Henry nodded furiously, before looking into Ray's eyes. “Y-yeah.” He said, feeling Ray's length poke through his jeans. Ray slowly grinded down, hearing the teen’s shaky breaths. The teen reacted by thrusting up, earning a groan from Ray. Henry tore Ray’s shirt off, gazing at his toned pecs. He watched Ray smirk, seeing that Henry wouldn’t rip his gaze away from his pecs.

Ray leaned away and flexed slightly, watched Henry’s cheeks go red. Henry smirked, and leaned forward, grabbing Ray’s chin. He tilted it slightly, exposing his neck. The teen began to bite it softly, hearing Ray shudder. Ray moaned, reaching down and grabbing Henry’s bulge. The blond bucked his hips, lightly griping. Ray reached under Henry’s hoodie, pinching his nipples. He leaned down and bit at Henry’s ear, practically forcing Henry into nirvana. Henry closed his eyes as Ray rubbed his bulge, tweaked his nipples, and bit his ear. Ray moved from his ear to his jawline, before eventually making his way towards his neck.

Henry grabbed at Ray’s head, pushing him down more. “D-daddy~” Henry let out, before his eyes shot open. Ray crossed his arms and smirked. “T-that had to be the vodka, there’s n-no doubt.” Henry lightly chuckled. “Oh, Baby Boy, you just dug a hole far too deep to get out.” Ray joked, pulling off Henry’s hoodie. Henry’s shirt came off along with it. The brunet looked over Henry’s skinny body, admiring it.

He kneaded Henry’s bulge, before taking his pants off. Henry’s eyes widened. Ray reached down and rubbed his strained cock, moaning slightly. Ray slid the briefs down teasingly, watching Henry grow a bit impatient. “You’re such a fucking tease.” Henry giggled, leaning towards him. Ray pulled his briefs off and grabbed Henry’s neck, pulling the teen towards his head. Henry ran his thumb across Ray’s mushroom head, smearing precum around. He felt Ray shudder. He took his length in his mouth, before pulling off and swirling his tongue around the head, looking up at Ray with innocent eyes. Ray groaned and grabbed a fistful of blonde hair, glaring at Henry. “Don’t you fucking dare tease.”

Henry smirked a bit at that. “What goes around comes around, only worse.” He said under his breath. “What was that?” Ray asked, his grip tightening in Henry’s locks. Henry’s coffee eyes glared at Ray’s navy ones. “Nothing.” Henry said, smirking as he took more of Ray in his mouth, stopping near the base. “All the way, Baby Boy.” He coerced, pushing into the teen’s mouth more. Henry nuzzled Ray’s bush, before pulling back and forth. He pulled off with a pop, hearing Ray grunt. The blonde ran his tongue along the underside of Ray’s shaft.

Ray rolled his eyes and rammed his mouth, making Henry gag for a bit, before eventually relaxing his throat. He felt Ray’s balls slap against his chin. Ray face-fucked the teen until he felt a boil in his stomach. The superhero went faster moaning. He suddenly stopped and held Henry’s head at his shaft. His foot shook lightly, before he pulled out, cum stringing from his head to the teen’s lips.

Henry planted soft kisses along the inside of Ray's thighs, earning moans from him. He pulled away and stood up, slightly wobbling before steadying himself. He turned around and wiggled his clothed ass in front of Ray, smirking. Ray stepped closer, before tearing off the pants. He palmed Henry’s firm cheeks, before he slid down the briefs, staring at his bubble butt in awe. Ray bit his lip and spat on his index and middle finger, rubbing them against Henry’s pink hole. Henry shuddered in response, pushing his ass out more for Ray to get more. Ray slipped a finger in, before pulling it out, teasingly going slow.

Henry groaned in irritance. Ray smirked, slipping his middle finger in, before pulling them out at random times. He leaned towards Henry’s ear. “Like you said, Baby Boy,” He growled. “What goes around comes back around, only worse.” He grinned before picking up the pace, and suddenly slowing. Henry almost lost it, grabbing Ray’s hand and forcing more into him. Ray swatted his hand away and kept going at random paces. Henry turned around and pulled Ray to the table. He laid on the table and pulled Ray down, kissing him. He pulled away and looked Ray in his eyes. “I want you to absolutely ruin me, Daddy.” He said, innocence capturing his being. Ray bit his lip, thinking for a second, before kissing him passionately. He moved to his neck, biting and sucking.

His fingers moved down Henry’s body, finding their way to Henry’s shaft. They wrapped around it and slowly moved up and down, before stopping at the tip and rubbing the precum around. The brunet looked at the teen’s neck, admiring the bruise he left. His hand roamed towards Henry’s mouth, sticking two fingers in it, as Henry ran his tongue around them. He pulled them out and pressed them against his ass, feeling Henry shake lightly. Toying with the boys ass, he scissored him. Henry laid back and moaned. Ray moved between Henry’s legs and propped them on his shoulders. He aligned himself and slowly pushed in, Henry’s warmth taking him in. “Fuck..” He moaned softly as he pushed in deeper, feeling Henry slowly stretch more and more.

He pulled out and pushed in more, groaning. Nearly a few thrusts later, he got a rhythm. The sounds of sex muted whatever was playing on the speaker. Ray’s groans drew out longer, as his thrusts went faster. Henry’s lips whispered sweet nothings as Ray nearly rearranged his guts. “That’s it baby, keep being a good little boy for me, hm?” Ray slurred as he started to lose rhythm, still going hard. Eventually he slowed, before pounding his prostate on last time, painting it white. Henry moaned in pleasure as Ray weakly thrusted one last time before pulling out, collapsing next to him. Their chests rising and falling in unison. Henry smiled goofily.

“Maybe we shouldn’t mix sex and vodka.” Henry said, before feeling his stomach twist slightly. Ray laughed at that, before leaning over and pecking his cheek. Ray slowly sat up and walked over to the round couch and laid down, putting his hand on his head groaning. "You're right, let's not mix vodka and sex, at least for a few months." He said. "Love..ya..baby..boy." He mumbled, before falling asleep.

The drunk teen slowly counted backwards from 100 before drifting off to sleep himself.

"100, 99, 87, I...love….you….tooo…"