Sailor - some stupid serious

In a blur of alcohol you touch me. You pin my arms, target points of discomfort, restrict me and make me ooze. I wish I could remember it more clearly. It's a glass half empty memory. You sodomised me because I begged you to. You hurt me because you can. I spend an age roughing up your cock and scratching your taught stomach before you take me over. You fill my body with sticky wet mess. You fill my  head with lust and uncertainty. You split my skin and mark my limbs. Drunk and involving, some stupid serious.