Yeah, time to get out of these gross clothes

God that was humiliating and awful... but you can't ignore that part of your brain that keeps saying it was kinda sexy too. To be emasculated like that and just used for their pleasure... God what the fuck is wrong with me you say trying to shake that thought away.

Returning to the task at hand you look up at the mirror wiping your face of all the cum and spit in this bathroom just kinda furthers the embarrassment. You barely stumbled your way here so you're definitely too drunk to drive home... I'm gonna have to sleep here after this. All these thoughts race through your brain as you finish cleaning up your face only to look at your clothes they're covered in cum too and it looks lie it's starting to stain, you need to get these cleaned. you wipe what you can before heading back to Daryl's room.

As you enter in again Daryl is just finishing changing his underwear giving you one last glimpse of his still partially hard cock. "Hey Daryl I gotta change do you mind leaving the room for a second you say."

"oh sure yeah" he says awkwardly, giving you a once over before leaving the room to wait in the hall.

You quicky strip out of your clothes, happy to finally be cum free, before you head over to where you left the overnight bag with a change of clothes but... it's not there. What you were sure you brought one, you begin looking all over the room. Where the hell could it have gone.

Calling out to Daryl in the hall you ask "hey Daryl, where'd my overnight bag go, it used to be right next to the bed?"

"I didn't think you had one this time, I don't know man. are you sure you brought one?" he replies.

"i thought i did" you reply nervous. Suddenly Daryl opens the door and walks in on you completely naked. Trying to cover up you exclaim "what the fuck dude get out?"

"I was coming in to help you look dude, how the hell would I know you were naked?" Daryl retorts. "Dude look no matter what you can't wear these they are covered in cum and staining" he says as he picks up your pile of clothes and begins walking to the door "they need to be washed quickly."

"But... i..." You try and respond before he cuts you off.

"look we can find something to fit you when I return. You should start looking through my drawers" he says as he leaves the room.