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A game of twister and beer at your house after the rodeo gets out of hand real quick, when your hidden feelings for the young ginger cowboy become apparent the more drunk you get.  A slap on his ass and/or an innocent caress escalates to uncomfortable grabs of his crotch ultimately crossing a line by pinning him to the ground and dry humping him, grinding the hard dick in your pants against his ass. 

Fed up with your antics he pushes you away screaming “QUIT IT DUDE, I’M NOT GAY!”, then grabs his things and is about to leave pissed off.  Panicked that the alcohol got the best of you and that you’ve basically outed yourself, you approach him apologizing profusely and begging him to keep quiet fearing other people might find out.  

“FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!” he yells, the hatred and anger clearly visible on his face.  Your fear suddenly turns to rage at his response at which point you haul off and hit him, which he wasn’t expecting, striking him in the jaw. The momentum of your punch spins him around and he falls face down flat on his stomach onto the living room floor knocked out, eyes half open, snoring and drooling on the carpet.

Staring down at him as he is unconscious and vulnerable, the rage that caused you to hit him subsides and your lust for him fills you once again. You take stock of the night’s events, realizing that there is no coming back from this, you’ve crossed the point of no return, therefore no can find out which makes what you’re about to do next all that much easier albeit sadistic.