I want to be vulnerable. Maybe something bad just happened, my boyfriend cheated on me or something. And I'm upset and my friend is comforting me, telling me that my ex isn't worth my tears. Picking up my shattered pieces.
I want my friend to get me drunk one night. Really drunk. Maybe high too. Just completely out of my mind with drugs and alcohol, and I want him to kiss me. I wouldn't protest at first- I'm lonely and he's been there for me this whole time. But then he'd start getting handsy, start groping me.
That's when I'd start protesting. I'm willing to kiss him but I've still got enough sense left to know that having sex right now is a bad idea. He doesn't care- he keeps going, kissing me to shut me up as he shoves his hand down my pants. I'd whine and try to fight him off but I'm far drunker than him and he can easily resist my shoves.
He'd fuck me, eventually, using my drunken and high body as a toy for his pleasure. Pressing kisses along my shoulders, telling me to just be a good boy as he uses my holes. I'd give in then, unable to fight back, crying quietly.
He'd use all my holes that night, cumming in each of them at least once. Despite my protest and crying- I'd cum at least twice. He'd pull me up against chest, kissing me on the head like everything was alright.
"You're mine now," he's whisper. "My perfect, pretty little boy. All mine to use."
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