Right

You look in and see a guy sitting there. He looks up at you. You don't recognize his face, but the sign on the door reads Oliver.

"Hey bro what's up?" He says.

"Not much, just watching a movie before heading down to the party. I still have time to wait."

"Time to wait?" you ask.

"Oh, yeah." He blushes, "This might sound odd, but the other brothers thought it would only be fair that since I have the biggest dick out, I should get a time handicap on scoring a piece of ass."

"Would you feel comfortable proving it me?"

"I guess I should, if I make claims like that." He says. He begins stripping naked and you get a closer look at his chiseled body.

"Damn man. I can't believe you let them boss you around even though your rocking body puts theirs to shame?"

"Ha," Oliver laughs, "I wouldn't put it like that, but I thought I'd throw them a bone." You put a hand on his pecs.

"I think you are stronger than you realize Oliver," sliding your hand over his pec, "and with a body like that, you demand respect." A dark mist coats the floor of the room.

"Who's respect?" Oliver says, as if he is hanging on every syllable.