Another wave of laughter consumed him for a moment, and Alex struggled to breathe. "Bondage. Some people like to get tied up and stuff. For sex. Blindfolds and handcuffs. Whips and slugs." He snorted and found the packet, offering up another slug to the air.
"And I'm seventeen..." Alex pulled the slug back before anyone could take it, slurping it into his own mouth, then sat up abruptly.