So, it started last year, in the fall. I was enrolled at UNLV, which has a really good sports medicine department. I liked sports, because I liked being around guys. I had a suspicion I might be gay, but so far I had managed to deny I might be into guys, and was sure it was just a phase that would pass; I was just a late bloomer'. I couldn't be successful in sports medicine if I was gay, so that was off the table. I was a virgin, I had never done anything sexual with anyone. I was on the small side, 5' 7" tall, on the skinny side, 160 pounds. But I had a pert', nice round ass. Yeah, I regularly checked out my physique in the bathroom mirror after taking a shower.
I was doing really well grade wise and had made a lot of friends. One guy I hit it off really well was a guy named Scott. I was a sports assistant for the Runnin' Rebels, UNLV's football team. Scott was a Wide Receiver for the team. He and I had become good friends. He came across as a dumb jock' but was actually pretty smart and had a great sense of humor, a total crack-up. Think Seann William Scott (Stiffler' in the movie `American Pie'). Scott kind of looks like him, too. He and Colin, his friend since junior high back in Stockton, California, had shared a two-bedroom apartment during their freshman year. They had found a great deal on a three-bedroom apartment and Scott had invited me to share the place with them and take the third bedroom. It sounded great to me to get out of the dorms, so we began our sophomore year as roommates. All went well at first. Scott and I were both busy with the football team. Colin, while a Rebel fan, wasn't as much into sports. He was tall, dark-haired and lanky. An engineering student, he was much more serious than Scott and me. His parents apparently weren't as well off as Scott's, as Colin had to keep a job. He worked 20-30 hours a week at a Starbucks, so he wasn't around nearly as much. I wondered if he drank too much java at work, as he always seemed to stay up late studying.
And then I screwed up one night. We had good internet at the apartment. I was surfing the net and typed into Google's image search something about muscles, and one of the pictures in the search results was a really buffed guy bent over, with one guy fucking him in the ass while he sucked another guy. "Ugh, that's gross" I thought. But I kept looking at the picture. The guy was buffed; he looked like a total jock. And his big dick was rock hard; he sure seemed to be really enjoying getting it from both ends. I clicked the image to view it full size. The web site came up with a whole series of the guy, in a locker room, getting fucked in the ass by big-dicked guys in about every conceivable position. "How could a jock like that get off being fucked in the ass?" I wondered, "especially by such big dicks? I'd always thought that getting fucked in the ass would hurt like hell, but that jock sure seemed to be enjoying himself. The photo series ended with the jock spraying a huge load while having his ass plowed.
I realized I was rubbing my crotch, and I was hard as a rock. Disgusted with myself, I clicked to go back to Google. But a bunch of pop-ups began to come up all over the screen from that website. I was clicking frantically to close them when one of them caught my attention. It said something about "anal delights", and it had a picture of a buffed guy sitting on a huge dildo as he stroked his cock. I clicked, and it went to some gay porn site selling dildos and other `anal delight' devices, with guys jerking their meat, spraying huge loads, with big dildos stuffed in their ass. "Geez," I thought, "you can get all hot and bothered with something like that stuffed up your ass?". I finally managed to exit all the pop-ups and went back to my research.
Later that night when I went to bed I was still horny as hell. So, I got out the hand lotion and cum rag to enjoy a good jerk-off. As I beat my meat I kept thinking about the jock getting his ass plowed. I beat my meat faster, to get off and stop thinking about that shit. I thought about the photos of guys jerking off with a big dildo crammed in their ass. With an annoyed sigh, I slobbered my other hand with lotion, spread my legs wider, and my hand crept down toward my hole. My fingers toyed around the entrance, and then I pushed one inside. Ummph! Hmmmm? I pushed my finger in further. Somehow it seemed to add to the feelings in my groin. I began to push the finger in and out, beating my meat faster and faster. Then I pushed a second finger in. I grunted, and then blew a load so hard I think I sprayed some over the top of my head.
The next day all during classes I kept thinking about that buff guy with that big dildo stuffed up his ass, and then with annoyance I'd force that image from my mind and try to focus on the lecture. When I walked back to our apartment I hesitated. I knew I was curious as hell about what it would feel like to have something in my ass, something bigger then my fingers in my ass. That wouldn't make me gay, I assured myself, it would just make me open minded' to know what it was like. In a split second decision, instead of going into our apartment I climbed in my old Toyota Col Corolla and drove to a porn shop I'd heard about that was just off the Boulder Highway. I parked, got out and glanced around to make sure no one was watching me, and ducked inside. The porn shop was deserted in mid-afternoon, just a young, nice-looking clerk who nodded and smiled at me. I spotted the display of dildos on a wall and walked over to it; as I did a thought hit me: "How am I going to do this?" I wondered. "I can't buy a fucking dildo, that guy will think I'm buying it for myself." Suddenly I thought of an out: I'm buying this for a girlfriend! The guy doesn't need to know what I'm going to do with it! I reached the wall display of dildos. I hadn't realized there were so many different types. Long, short, fat, thin, some with thicker things on the end. I focused on one dildo about 8" long and 2" thick. It had a handle on the bottom. It was thickly veined; it's shape and size reminded me of what that buff jock on the porn website was using on himself. "I don't know if I can handle something like that . . ." I wondered to myself. "But the jock sure handled it" I assured myself. A display of different types of dildos caught my attention. "Butt Plug" the label read. "What the hell is a butt plug'?" I wondered. "And why would someone want their butt plugged?"
"What does a little stud like you need with a dildo?". The voice behind me startled me from my thoughts. I turned around to see the store clerk standing behind me. I felt the warmth on my cheeks as I flushed bright red. Then I remembered my out.
"What the fuck?" I began with indignation, "It's not for me, it's for my girlfriend!"
"Oh?" the guy said with a smirk on his face. "And what does your girlfriend need with a dildo? Little stud like you can't give her enough of what she needs?"
"Fuck!" I thought. "I didn't think this through far enough!" I began to squirm uncomfortably, and then a thought flashed through my mind. "Um, well, she wants to try it in the ass, and I can't handle that. Not my scene," I assured him.
The guy cocked an eye. "Oh yeah? You gotta try it, man. An ass stays nice and tight, while pussy can get all loose and sloppy after a while. And a lot of chicks dig it in the ass. A lot of guys, too," he added, looking closely at me.
Yeah, well, whatever" I said quickly. I turned around to reach for the 8" dildo I'd decided on. I glanced over at the butt plugs. "Hey, let me ask you -- I'm kind of new at this. What are these butt plug things?" I asked, turning back around to face the clerk.
"See the difference in shape?" he grunted, nodding toward the butt plugs. "See how the butt plugs get big in diameter in the middle and then small at the base? A dildo will slide out of your ass if you don't keep it pushed in. You push the butt plug into the base, and the large part slips in, and your sphincter holds the smaller end in place until you pull it out. You can leave it in all day, as long as you want -- or as long as you need it". He winked at me. "And you do have a cute little ass, I'll bet it would like having one of those in it". I blushed again and quickly looked back at the display. "I'll take this," I said, seizing the 8" dildo, "and this butt plug thing", seizing a fat 6" model. "I'm not sure what my girlfriend is into". "Right" the guy chuckled. I quickly paid and left.
Later that night at the apartment I was on my bed, trying to focus on the chemistry textbook. I was alone; Scott was out on a date with the current girlfriend. He would probably spend the night at her place, banging the daylights out of her. Colin was working at Starbucks; he wouldn't be back until after midnight. My mind kept wandering from chemistry, thinking about the dildo, knowing how curious I was to try it. With a sigh I set the chemistry book aside, got the dildo and hand lotion out a drawer, shucked off my shorts, got back in my bed and began to stroke my hard cock. , I squeezed a generous amount of hand cream in my hand and began to massage it onto the dildo. "Shit," I thought, as I worked the hand cream on the 8" dildo. "There's no way that thing is going to fit into my butt". Satisfied I had the dildo covered with as much hand cream as needed, I gripped the handle firmly and pressed the head against my puckered hole. My hole resisted the large intruder, so I pushed harder. My hole parted and the head popped inside. "Aaah!" I groaned at the sudden intrusion, my hole stinging. I held perfectly still, afraid to move the dildo in or out. It felt strange, yet my dick seemed to like it as the head glistened with precum. The stinging stopped, and I tried twisting the dildo, rotating it around my hole. "Oooh!" I groaned. That doesn't feel so bad. I pushed and the dildo slid in further. I pushed more; several inches slipped in further until the increasing girth made my ass-ring burn in discomfort as it was stretched wider and wider. "Ow!" I gasped, and quickly pulled it out an inch. "Aah!" that felt better. I found a rhythm that worked and felt really good -- out an inch, back in two. Out two inches, back in three. Out three inches, back in four. I was groaning with pleasure. When I rammed six inches inside me, the head hit something deep inside me, sending electric shots of pleasure throughout my body. "Oh fuck yeah!" I gasped in excitement. I grabbed my cock and began to jerk it frantically. I thrust the dildo into me lustfully and was surprised when I felt the handle bang against my ass cheeks. "I did it!" I gasped. "I got the whole thing inside me!" I pulled the dildo out most of the way and then rammed it back in. "Oh fuck yeah!" I whispered lustfully. "Fuck me, man, fuck me!" I plowed the dildo wildly in and out of me in reckless abandon, frantically jerking my cock. I felt a load beginning to swell up from my balls. "Fuck me, man, fuck me harder, faster!" I moaned, as waves the pleasure emanating from inside my ass, a load swelling up from my balls.
I was rudely brought back to reality by a loud bang on my door as it was flung open, and the glare of the overhead light suddenly clicked on. I opened my tightly clenched eyes to see Scott standing halfway in my room, holding his phone to his face. I was blinded by the sudden flash of the camera as he took a picture, and then several more rapidly. Flash! Flash! Flash! Suddenly he stopped, lowering his phone, and a look of amusement on his face turned to surprise and disbelief. His mouth opened as he gawked at the sight before him -- me lying propped up on my bed, legs spread open, one hand firmly gripping the handle of the dildo shoved up my ass, my other hand firmly gripping my rock-hard cock.
"Dude!" Scott began as he burst into laughter. "Dude!" he repeated, "Like, what the FUCK are you doing, man?"
"What the fuck are YOU doing, MOTHERFUCKER!" I shouted back, feeling the blood rushing to my face as I flushed in humiliation. "Get the fuck outta my room!" I shouted.
"No way!" Scott laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "This is too fucking good! Like, what the FUCK are you doing, man?"
"What does it look like I'm doing, ASSHOLE? I'm jerking off! Now get the fuck out!" I demanded. "How about some fucking privacy, man?" I looked for something to cover myself with and, releasing my hands from my cock and the dildo, I leaned forward to grab the sheet at the bottom of my bed. As I leaned forward, the handle pressed against the mattress, pushing the dildo back into me. "Fuck!" I grunted. I grabbed the sheet and pulled it over me as I leaned back.
"Yeah!" Scott laughed. "Jerking off while fucking yourself with man, that looks like one BIG fucking dildo!" he shook his head chuckling. "Like, wow, man. Do you like always jerk off with a dildo crammed up your ass?"
"How I fucking jerk off is none of your fucking business, asshole!" I retorted. "How dare you break into my room? I sure as fuck would never break into your room while you're jerking off, or fucking Brynda." I glanced down at the phone in his hand. "And give me that fucking phone; I'm going to delete those pics you took."
Scott jerked his hand with the phone back away from, me as if he was afraid I would lunge after it. "Like, Dude," he began. "Your door was partway open; I didn't break in'. Didn't you fucking hear me come home?" I shook my head. "I came home like, ten minutes ago or so. I saw your door a little open with your little reading light on. It was all quiet; I thought you'd fallen asleep studying or something. Then I came out like five minutes ago to use the bathroom and I hear you moaning and groaning something about oh, fuck me, man', and I thought `Little fucker is jerking off. I'll take a picture of him for a joke and teach him a lesson to close his fucking door when he's having a jerk.' But, man, I had no fucking idea." He shook his head. "I didn't know you were gay, man."
"I'm not fucking gay, you idiot" I retorted. I felt the dildo sliding out of my ass. I debated what to do; I didn't want it to get on my sheets and get the greasy cream all over. But I wasn't about to uncover myself and do anything in front of Scott. I flinched as it popped out of my ass and onto the bed.
Scott shook his head. "I don't know, man. Jerking off while fucking yourself with one big fucking dildo . . . . Sounds a little gay to me, don't you think?"
"I'm not fucking gay you idiot!" I repeated. "I was just, just curious, curious about what it would feel like."
"I don't know, man" Scott laughed. "I've been curious about sex since I was like 10 years old. But I've never been curious about what it would feel like to fuck myself with a huge fucking dildo!"
"Are you going to get the fuck out?" I demanded.
Scott shook his head. "I think we need to talk about this, man."
I sighed. "What the fuck are you doing home anyway?" I asked. "I thought you were going to Brynda's. I figured you'd be there all night banging her."
"Yeah, that's what I figured, too" he sighed. "Then I get over to her place and she springs her fucking period on me. So, I say `Fine, give me some fucking head then'. She got all pissed off, telling me I just use her. We got into a big fucking fight. When I told her she could at least give me a hand job, she told me to get the fuck out." Man, I'm so horned up, I'm ready to fuck anything."
I suddenly realized Scott was rubbing his crotch as he spoke. I glanced down and was surprised to see a considerable bulge. "He's getting a fucking hard-on!" I thought to myself. "He's fucking getting a hard-on! He sure as hell doesn't think I would do anything with him".
"So, like, what does it feel like?" Scott asked, taking me from my thoughts. I looked up at him, embarrassed as I realized he was watching me stare at his crotch. "Huh?" I asked.
"What does it feel like?" he repeated. "What does it feel like to . . . ugh . . . to have a big rubber dick in the ass?"
"It was my first fucking time!" I retorted, flushing in embarrassment.
"So, what did it feel like?" he repeated. "You seemed to be really getting off on it."
I sighed in frustration. "Well . . . . it feels pretty weird at first . . . . and then . . . . well, you get kind of used to it. It does something to your prostrate that really gets you horned up." I admitted. I was shocked when Scott set the phone down and suddenly lunged forward and ripped the sheet covering me from my grasp. He quickly surveyed the sight before him -- my legs spread open, my still rock-hard cock jutting up, the dildo lying on the bed between my legs. He grabbed the dildo by the handle and held it up, examining it. "Phew!" he exclaimed. "This thing is fucking huge. I can't believe you get all this inside you! And" glancing down at me, "you're still totally boned, dude," he added.
"Come on, Scott!" I groaned, trying to cover my hard-on with my hands. "Will you just leave me the fuck alone?"
"So, do you, like . . . have sex with other guys?" Scott asked suddenly.
"I told you I'm not fucking gay you idiot!" I angrily exclaimed.
Scott arched his eye, looking intently into my eyes. So, you've never had sex with a guy? You've never let a guy screw you in the ass?"
"No!" I assured him. "I've never had sex with a guy". "Yeah? Well, me neither, but . . . sometimes I've wondered what it would be like, to do it with a guy. Well, I guess this is the night we both find out what it's like". I was shocked when Scott tossed the dildo onto the bed, peeled off his t-shirt, and began to fumble with his belt.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I demanded.
"I told you I was all horned up, ready to fuck anything" he replied casually, as he stripped off his shorts and then his under-shorts, revealing a raging hard-on. I stared in wide-eyed shock at his 7" rock-hard cock. I'd never seen his cock hard before. "I need some pussy, bad, and it looks like the only pussy I'm going to get tonight is looking at me. You were obviously enjoying that dildo up your ass, I'm going to fuck you".
"The hell you are!" I spat out, tearing my eyes from his cock to his face. I'm not having sex with you!. I mean, how could we be friends after . . . . we did something like that? What would you think about me?"
"I'd think you were a good buddy who helped me out when I was in need" he assured me.
I shook my head firmly. "No fucking way" I assured him.
"You know . . ." began slowly, "it sure would be embarrassing if those pics I took of you with the dildo in your ass made it on the internet, and some of our friends saw them . . ."
The blood drained from my face. "You fucking bastard!" I shouted angrily.
"Come on, man," Scott said quietly, rubbing and pulling his hard dick as he stared intently at my ass. "Just this once. I'm really horned, and I really wanna try fucking you in the ass. I tried talking a couple of chicks into it, and they told me I was sick. I talked Brynda into it once, but I just got the head inside when she started `Oh, stop! It hurts! Take it out!" Scott mimicked the last part in an artificially high voice. "We both know you like something in your ass, and my dick's nowhere as big as that dildo; you won't have any problem taking me up the ass. Although you know what they say -- it ain't the meat, it's the motion" he added with a wink.
"I can't believe you're trying to blackmail me into letting you do it to me" I protested, my voice and resolve softening.
"C'mon, man, just this once" Scott pleaded. "Just this once. No one will ever know, I swear! And I'll leave my phone here with you and you can delete everything -- after you let me fuck you." I looked into his eyes, saw the lustful look in them, saw how turned on he was, turned on by the thought of fucking me. And that really turned me on.
I sighed and decided to go with the heat of the moment. I flipped over on my knees and stuck my ass out at him. I grabbed my butt cheeks with my hands and pried open my ass for him. "Is this what you want, dude?". Scott looked my hole, gaping open from the reaming I had given it from the dildo. The skin around it flushed red from the abuse of the dildo. "Fuck yeah!" Scott whispered hoarsely. "That's exactly what I want! It even looks like pussy, and I'm so horned up I want it, I want it bad". "Oh yeah?" I whispered, "How bad do you want it? How bad do you need it?". "I want it bad, real bad. I need it bad, real bad. I'm so fucking horned up, and need it so bad I'm . . . I'm not sure what . . . I'll do if you keep saying No". "Is he telling me that he'll fuck me even if I say No?. He'll fucking rape if I don't say Yes? I wondered. That finally pushed me over the edge. I nodded to the bottle of lotion on the nightstand. "Put some lotion on your cock and put it in me, I'm not saying No. Do what I know you want".
He quickly coated his cock with lotion got in bed with me, lined his hard cock up with my ass and pushed it in. "Ummph!" I grunted as the head of his cock slipped past my ring. I expected him to pause, but he continued to press forward, his dick sliding steadily inward until I felt his bush press against my ass. "Umph!" I grunted, fully impaled by his shaft.
"Fuckin' A, man" Scott whispered hoarsely. "You took it all in one shot. I knew you could. Man, it feels fucking great! All hot and tight around my cock, I like it, I like it alot. How does it feel for you, man?"
"It feels like I have a dick in the ass" I replied unenthusiastically, slightly uncomfortable at the feeling of fullness in my ass.
"Oh Yeah?" Scott breathed hoarsely. "That's it?". "What do you want me to say?" I whispered. "That you like it would be a good start". "I'll get back to you on that, I'm not sure yet, I've never had sex with anyone, yet. "Whaat?" Scott gasped in surprise, "Are you telling me that you're a virgin?". I nodded. "Wow, that's so hot, Jerry. It's special that you're letting me be your first. You always remember your first fuck. So, I'm going to make sure you like it. Let's see what it feels like for you to have a dick fucking you in the ass."
He pulled halfway out and slammed back into me. "Umph!" I grunted. "Umph! Oh! Oooooh!" I grunted as he began to fuck me, every hard, deep thrust of his pole into me eliciting a guttural groan.
"You digging this, man?" he asked softly. "I . . . I . . . it . . ." I began to answer, searching for the words. I was beginning to like it, as the sensation of being impaled with his rock began to emanate from inside me. But I didn't want Scott to know that. Yet. "I . . . I . . . . I," I repeated. "I . . . Oh my God!" I gushed suddenly, as Scott pulled nearly all the way out and then slammed back into, his cock ramming into my prostate square on, sending waves of bliss throughout my body.
"You OK, man?" Scott asked with concern, pausing his thrusting.
"It's my prostate!" I gasped. "Your dick rammed into my prostate."
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"It hurts . . . in a good way" I grunted. "I think it's why guys can get into having something in their ass, it feels really . . . hot to have your prostate massaged."
"Well, let's massage that fucker some more, dude!" Scott gushed as he began a furious assault on my ass. Bam! Bang Bam! His cock banged into my ass, aiming for the place he'd hit before. Slap! Slap! Slap! His thighs and groin slammed into my ass with every thrust. His balls swung wildly back and forth as he rutted like a mad bull into my boy cunt beneath him.
"Ah! Oh! Ugh! Oooh!" I grunted under him with every rut of his pole plunging deep inside me. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I gasped each time his cock jabbed into the hard nut inside me, my entire body rocked with waves of pleasure. I reached for my cock under me, to massage it and milk the cum swelling in my balls. Scott saw me reaching for my cock. "You like it, don't you?" he asked huskily. I hesitated and then nodded silently. "Is this what you like, babe?" he asked. He pulled his cock back full length and rammed it into my prostate.
"Fuck!" I gasped. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me!" I grunted as his cock rammed into me over and over. I really meant the Fuck me' as I'm fucked' in response to rough hard fuck in my ass.
Scott took it the other way. "You like it, babe? Is this what you want, babe" he asked as he rammed his cock full length into me. "Tell me that you like it; tell me you like me fucking you," he breathed as thrust his shaft into me over and over and over.
I tried to resist, but gave in to it "Yeah, I like it" I whispered hoarsely. "You've got my ass all fired up and hot for it. I yielded to the need swelling inside me. "Now fuck me man!" "Fuck me, fuck me, man! Yeah, I like it, I want it! Fuck me, man!" I demanded, as I jerked my cock.
"Oh yeah?" Scott whispered. "How bad do you want it?" he teased, as a smile crept onto his face. "Tell me how bad you want it. "Bastard!" I cursed him. And then yielded completely to what was happening to me. "I want it bad," I confessed. "Real bad. Give it to me, please? Fuck me hard, give me all you got. If something is worth doing, it's worth doing right: fuck the livin' daylights outta me!".
"You got it, man" Scott assured me. Sweating bodies pressed against one another, grunts and groans of need and pleasure and delight filled the next ten minutes. I felt the cum swelling from my balls as I could began to feel the nut I needed so desperately. "You're going to cum, aren't you?" Scott breathed hoarsely. I nodded. "You're going to cum from me fucking you in the ass, aren't you?" I nodded again. "Just keep fucking me like that and I'm going to blow my load".
"You got it, babe," Scott said simply, thrusting full force into me. I was now humping my ass backward to receive him, desperate to get as much of his cock inside me. I humped my ass backward to meet his every thrust, like the cheap whore he had turned me into.
The tempo of Scott's fucking changed from long, forceful thrusts to short, quick, furious jabs, each one hitting my prostate square on. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" I gasped in bliss as the waves of my climax rocked through my body and my cum gushed out of my cock as it convulsed, cum spurting out onto my bed.
"Gonna do it, babe! Gonna nut" Scott panted as he rutted into me frantically. "Gonna cream inside, you, babe, gonna breed you, and make you my bitch" his panting and grunting reaching a crescendo. "Oh FUCK YEAH!" he shouted, as I felt gush after gush of his hot cum shot in my ass. He collapsed on top of me. We both lay still as our breathing subsided.
"Phew!" Scott sighed when he finally climbed off me. He wiped his dick clean with my sheets. He looked around for his clothes and began to climb into his shorts. "That was fucking hot! Thanks, man, I sure needed that!" He looked into my eyes, smiling slightly. "You throw one hell of a fuck, man!" he said as he fastened his shorts and reached for his shirt. I looked away, unable to look him in the eyes as my embarrassment grew, thinking of the things he'd made me say, and how I gave in to the feelings within me as my best bud fucked me like a bitch. "Don't get me wrong" I heard him say. "I think I'll stick to pussy for the main course, but I sure know where to come looking for pussy next time Brynda throws her fucking period on me." My face reddened deeply. "You promised that was a one-time deal". "Yeah, well I didn't know I'd like it so much! Dude! I think you turned me Bi! I do know I sure want to do this again. Well, I'll see you tomorrow, man," he said, and then closed the door behind him.
I got up, went to the bathroom, and cleaned myself. "Shit, this is getting fucked up!" I said to myself with a sigh as I climbed into bed. "I never wanted sex with guys, and now I've been fucked in the ass and now Scott thinks I . . . Fuck! He knows I liked it. This shit has got to stop!" I assured myself. "If Scott ever tries this shit again, I'm just going to say `No fucking way!'" I clicked the light off and settled into my bed. I sat bolt upright as I remembered. I clicked on the light. "Fuck!" I grunted, banging my fist on the bed. The phone was gone. "Scott took his fucking phone, mother fucker!" I banged my fist on the bed over and over in frustration. "If those pictures ever get out I'm one fucked duck!" I sighed in exasperation. And then it dawned on me: Scott could use the threat of posting those pics to get me to let him fuck me again. Well, I'm not going to be his side piece of ass, I won't let him do that to me again!
Eventually, I clicked off the light and drifted off into a fitful night's sleep.