Last week I went to a party at Josh’s house. His older brother, Ben, was home for the summer from university.
The party wasn’t really different from any of the other parties me and my friends go to. Except for Ben. He was funny, and charming, and goes to university. We talked about universities and Europe while drinking in his backyard.
I went to the kitchen for another drink, and he followed me. We first kissed in the kitchen, then in his bedroom. We fooled around for a bit before going back down to the party. I told him I wasn’t going to have sex with him because I was a virgin. He laughed it off.
But a few hours and more drinks later we were back in his bedroom. We had been drinking all night. I didn’t really want to have sex with him, but I was drunk and it seemed like an ok idea.
It was fast and not like I wanted for my first time. I got in a cab and stared out the window the entire ride home. I forgot my belt at his house, and the next Monday his little brother gave it to me at lunch. Everyone at my table started laughing. Ben had told one of the guys in my grade, who told the entire school.
I went red and hid in the bathroom. Now everyone is talking about us having sex, and I don’t know how to stop it. I read after that I couldn’t even give consent that night because I was drunk. It said that you can legally be too drunk to consent to sex and it doesn’t even matter if your partner is drunk also. That makes me feel even worse.
Have you ever done something you regret while drunk?