Too Drunk to F**k

by MC

Gender: GenderQueer
Age: 21
Race/ethnicity: White British
Location: England
Highest education received: Some college (currently in college)
Occupation: Self-Employed
Religious affiliation: N/A
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexual orientation/sexuality better/best? Pansexual with a soft-spot for squishy girls
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0

Too Drunk to F**k

How long ago did this hookup happen? 2011

How would you best classify this hookup? One-Night-Stand

Tell us about your PARTNER(S). What did they look like? How well did you know them, had you hooked up before? How/Where did you meet them? How did you feel about them before the hookup? He was about my height (5’8″), he had greasy brown hair and thick glasses. He smelled like any other teen metal-head, overwhelming lynx, trying to cover sweat. I’d never slept with him before (or since), and we were at an open mic night. We went together, as friends.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? We were sat in the bar, having some drinks. We both played (separately) at the open mic night. Either I drank more than I remember, or somebody spiked my drink, because all I have are intermittent memories of walking back through town, and getting on a train. I remember vomiting several times (the only time I’ve ever vomited from drinking), including once on his mother’s front porch.

What happened DURING the hookup? What sexual behaviors took place (e.g., oral, vaginal, anal, kinky stuff)? How did you feel during it? Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? How did they behave toward you? Were they a good lover? What did you talk about? How did it end? At some point in the night, he climbed into his bed where I was sleeping and climbed on top of me. He started kissing me, and undressing me with his hands. He whispered to me, but I didn’t catch what he was saying. His hands touched my vagina, and he immediately tried to thrust his fingers into me. Naturally, I was as dry as the Sahara and I remember it hurting.

I don’t remember much else. I don’t know if he penetrated me with his penis. I remember the ceiling was spinning, and he was dripping sweat onto me, and I couldn’t make my hands move, so maybe he was holding them. I can’t really remember.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? I used no protection, but I was taking the contraceptive injection. It was his first time (he later disclosed).

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? I’m not exactly lightweight, and I really don’t remember drinking too much, so I suspect I had my drink spiked.

What happened AFTER the hookup? How did you feel about it? What are your expectations/hopes for the future with this person? How do you feel about them now? In the morning, I couldn’t remember if it had actually happened, or if I’d had a nightmare, until he walked me back to the train station. He thanked me, saying that all he’d wanted for his birthday was to lose his virginity, and I felt sick. I felt incredibly awkward, because I hadn’t said ‘no’. I hadn’t known what was happening, and I worried that I’d led him on. I didn’t want to talk to him much.

He told all of out mutual friends about the hook-up, about how he had done me in several positions, and anally. How I’d performed fellatio, and ridden him. The latter three were not true. Due to arthritis in my knees, there is no way I would have been able to have sex with myself on top, I’m sure I would have noticed the next morning, if I’d had anal sex for the first time, and I had a locked jaw at the time that made it very hard for me to even sing at the open mic. I had been eating yoghurts for weeks, so I doubt I could have fit a penis into my mouth.

I was secretly pleased when he posted radical political opinions that caused us to have a falling out.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I told my sister, who immediately decided I should call the police. I didn’t.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? I didn’t want this, and I wasn’t given a chance to consent. I’m sure he enjoyed it very much.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? I regret it. I regretted it before he thanked me, but afterwards, I felt sick to the core that someone would THANK me for taking advantage of my incapacitated state.

What was the BEST thing about this hookup? How about the WORST? Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? This sexual experience was the second time in my life that I have been raped. It has made me very nervous of even considering a casual sexual relationship. I worry that if I DID decide to have casual sex, and changed my mind, that my partner would not stop.

All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Not at all positive

All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? Very negative

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