"Oh fuck..." Jordan moans as he arches his back, while some guy pushes into him hard and fast.
"Pl-please be gentle th-iss is my first time." Jordan slurs but the guy just grins and shoves his face into the bed, thrusting harder.
Jordan went to a party and got very drunk, and now some guy was taking advantage of that and fucking him.
If he was sober, he would have said no, because he hated this guy a lot. But somehow, Jordan being drunk and all, he managed to get Jordan into bed.
"Jordan baby I've been waiting for this for so long..." he groaned and gripped his hips tight, pulling him into his rough thrusts, making Jordan scream.
"Are you close yet baby?" He whispers and pulls out of him, changing positions and flipping him over so they were facing each other and lifting his leg as he slammed into him.
Jordan looked up at him and moaned out loudly as he blushed. "I'm gonna cum!" He moaned in a slur as the guy grinned. "Do it..." he whispered and leaned down, biting at his neck.
He moans and cums, and the guy does soon after as Jordan goes limp. "Oh my God... th-that felt really go-ood..." he slurred and rubbed his eyes tiredly as he giggled.
"I know." The dude said and grinned a lot as he looked at him. "That's all I wanted. See you around Jordan.." he said softly as he got up and pulled on clothes.
Jordan sat up. "Wait.. what...?" He slurred and stood up too, then pulled on his long socks and boxers. "Please don't leave me.." he said.
He ignores Jordan and walks out as Jordan follows him. "Baby wait... please."
He groans and turns to Jordan. "Go back to the room. You're drunk." He said and pulled him back in there.
"Oh and I don't want you to forget about this when you wake up so I have something special planned." He said and blew him a kiss, then walked out as Jordan frowned deeply.
"Please don't leave me alone tonight..." he whispered and sat on the bed, pulling his knees to his chest.
After a while he fell asleep after drunk crying a lot.
When he woke up the next morning, it was to his phone going off. He groans and holds his head. "Fuck...." he whimpers and looks around.
"Oh no... I didn't wanna sleep here..." he said and got up, frowning when he saw he only had boxers and socks on.
"Please no..." he mumbled and rubbed his face as he collected his clothes and pulled them on.
After getting dressed and covering hickeys he had with concealer, he went and checked his phone. It was from a new number.
K: I told you I would never let you forget this...
His heart sunk when he saw all the pictures of him with Konnor. There was four pictures. Each one of them involved Konnor fucking Jordan.
Jordans heart sunk when he saw the pictures. "Oh no... I couldn't have done that... no way..." he whispers and sets his phone down.
He fixes his hair and walks out as he frowns. As he walks out of the room he looks at the sleeping people and other, trying to clean up the house.
A few people looked at him and grinned. "You were so loud last night." One of them said and he looked down and frowned, rushing out of the house.
"Ooooh fuckkkkk." He said and called his friend Elijah. It took him a few calls but he picked up.
"Can you pick me up from Angelina's house...." he said in a raspy voice as Elijah groaned. "Why'd you go to that party?"
"Because... everyone always told me I was too much of a pussy to do it so I went. And I regret it. A lot." He said and groaned. "Just pick me up right now." He hissed and hung up, then sat on the curb, running his hands through his hair.
After sitting there for ten minutes, Elijah pulled up in his truck. Jordan walked up to it and got in, buckling up and leaning on the window.
"So... why do you regret going?" He asks and Jordan groans. "You don't wanna know..." He said and chewed his lip.
Elijah looked at him. "Why? You can tell me... you know that." He said as Jordan nodded.
"I... got really.... REALLY drunk.... and I... fucked Konnor." He said and Elijah frowned deeply.
"Well. If you were really drunk... you don't know if you really did it... you could have just.. made out..."
"He sent me pictures, Eli." He said and frowned. "He said 'I told you I wouldn't let you forget." Jordan said as Elijah bit his lip.
"That's fucked up..." He said and looked back at the road, speeding up a bit. He was really angry.
"Can I go back to your house? Mom can't see me like this... I look dead and have hickeys all over my neck, this concealer really sucks." He said and looked in the mirror, seeing that it was already fading.
