Am I finally entering the slutty phase? So last night after I got off of OT I was watching some movies with Andy. Well we started drinking next thing you know he's horny I'm horny and we start talking about sex. We discuss various things and he admits he's always wanted a "walk on the wild side" well me being me I didn't get what he meant until we started talking about my sex life and next thing I know he's on top of me kissing me. I toss him off of me and give him the look and he's across the couch now giving me the look and I tell him "Funny funny man let's get back to the movie before this goes too far and you wind up with a cock in your mouth and a video of it winds up on youtube!" Playing it off as Andy being Andy and just fucking with me. So he's acting not like himself and we set around in an odd silence takes over for 1/2 an hour or so. He goes off into another part of the house and comes back, clearly he's gotten into the Jose as I can smell it on him. Again he mentions he wants to "take a walk on the wild side just to see if the grass is greener on the other side but he's never met anyone he felt safe with until now" and I'm setting there going ....duh ummm me?! Well next thing I know he's on top of me again (I had stretched out on the sofa while he was gone) kissing me. Well me being me I'm horny and in a bit of a dry spell. So I'm like okay okay I will let him go on for a few minutes until he sobers up and realizes it's me he's making out with and not a girl. Minus whale enjoy the hotness right?! So next thing I know I'm feeling his cawk up against my stomach and WHOA I realize he's not just being drunkenly lovey, he's being serious. So I stop him using the excuse I need a breather and ask him if he realizes what he's doing and what it can lead too, and he said he wasn't that drunk and yes he knows what he's doing 100%. So again I let the hormones take over and say okay get back to business! We start leaving the living room and heading for his bedroom the entire way holding, kissing, hugging, groping very sexually. We get to his bedroom and at this point I'm still just going with the flow, enjoying what's going on and letting the hormones go crazy. He becomes more aggressive and the more aggressive he gets with me the more I'm getting turned on. He picks me up, basically throwing me on his bed and again jumps on top of me. By this time I've gotten almost all of his clothes off of him and he's left in nothing but his briefs and socks and I'm still mostly clothed. He starts slowly undressing me while still being aggressive and making out with me. I get down to my undershirt, boxer briefs and socks and he starts powerfully and aggressively thrusting / humping me. At this point I can only recall maybe two other times I have been this turned on. He asks me if it's okay if we go further and a "fuck if you don't you're gonna get raped" escapes from my mouth and I get his briefs off and I take in a deep breath and I take in his perfectness. Muscles yet not too many, Hairy yet not overly hairy, and yes the package was perfect too. (And yes it was large without being too large ) He gets back on top of me roughly and starts thrusting again, and we start making out and he takes back to groping me all over and I do the same with him. He switches from kisses to light nibbles and sucks on my neck, my ear etc. Now my mind is in over drive. I see nothing but stars and feel nothing but amazing. He slowly slips my boxer briefs off, I hardly notice he's doing it as he's really going to town on my neck, ears, chest, etc. now. He continues the sucking and nibbling down my chest to my nipples for awhile and then he goes down to my balls. He takes them in his mouth rolling them around and sucking on them. At this time he's moaning I'm moaning and cussing him. He takes my penis into his mouth and goes to town like it's food and he hasn't ate in days. At this point my brain kicks in and goes.... are you doing?! I stop him and tell him we have to stop that this isn't right. He pauses for a second and tells me he won't tell if I won't tell and I tell him I'm not like that and even though Brad and I aren't dating right now that it's still not right and I hop out of the bed and start to get my underwear and undershirt back on, and begin the search for my cargo shorts and t-shirt. All I can see when I close my eyes or get bored and have nothing to think about is what happened. You guys know me this isn't like me, I'm the serial monogamist who hates cheaters and what not. All I can think about is how I wish I wouldn't have stopped and gotten the fucking of a lifetime yet I feel so wrong and dirty about what almost happened. Brad and I are in this weird stage we are together but not together... we're just happy. He's offered sex but I declined him since I told him I didn't want to complicate things at the moment and that I'm trying to lose weight and as a "goal" for my weight loss I am putting off sex until I reach that goal and keep it for two weeks. What do I do now?!