Shortly after I turned 21, I ran into an old high school bully while bar-hopping.

Even though I'd been in the closet in high school he'd somehow picked up on my gayness, and had given me a lot of grief about it. Spent all four years going out of his way to make fun of me, push me around in the halls, typical bully shit.

But when he spotted me at the bar, he acted like we were long-lost buddies. Bought me drinks and insisted on us "catching up" and talking about our old high school. I was too socially awkward (and frankly still too intimidated by the guy) to find any way to politely disengage.

He kept pushing drinks on me... and like >>2679860 I'm not sure if he drugged one of them for if I just drank way more than I realized. But next thing I know I'm really fucked up, and he's "helping"/pulling me out to his truck, saying he'll give me a ride home. Frankly he was too drunk to be driving either, so it was stupid of me to go along with it even if he'd been a friend.

Despite being wasted, I still knew I was in trouble when we ended up at his shitty run-down trailer instead of my own place. I didn't quite realize *how* I was in trouble though, cause I still thought the guy was straight and hadn't realized he was a turbo closet-case... I just thought I was gonna get robbed or beat up or something. But as soon as he's got me inside, his hands and mouth are all over me. And he's growling shit about how he always thought I was hot and how he wished he'd made a move on me back when we were kids, etc.

I protested, but I was pretty out of it, and also he was like twice my size in height and muscle. So he pulled off my clothes, pinned me down, and nailed me to his gross bare mattress. No condom, of course. He passed out on top of me after he was done, so I was stuck "cuddling" with him all night with his load leaking out my ass. Honestly... worst part was that I didn't even really hate it. I've had worse consensual hookups, sadly.