Flashback Scene

We were scraping the chipped paint off the wall of the locker room in the community center. He didn't like the fact that I was here but how could I not. Freddie's neck still had scratches from last night. I didn't want it to happen, we had a few drinks and things just got blurry. I didn't even like him before. We were sitting at the bar of the community center. He was sitting there talking about how our probation worker was such a douche.
“He must have a tiny penis, you know? Like miniscule. That must be why he chose this job, to make others feel as shitty as him. He’s such a wanker.” He said taking a sip of his beer. I was laughing hysterically at his remark.
“Yes, I actually think he does have a small penis. I bet he could wear tights and nothing would show” I said smiling at him, and then I took a sip. For a second our eyes met.  He noticed me and he stopped talking he just smiled. I knew what it meant and so did he. We sat there staring at each other. I smiled again not knowing why I did it but it just seemed right. Then he smiled and I was sure of it.
“Do you wanna shag me?” he asked.
“I thought you were never going to ask you melon fucker” I responded. We sneaked out to the storage room of the bar making sure the bartender didn't see us. Locking the door behind we began to undress and the rest just happened. I woke up to the smell of plastic. Somehow last night we made our way to the gymnasium where we had fell asleep on some gymnastics mats. I couldn’t find my clothes and Freddie was asleep. Now we were standing here in the locker room just exchanging mortified looks wishing it hadn't happened.