I don't know that I was raped. In some ways I was, in other ways I think I just made a bad decision. I was horny and heading to a queer party hoping to at least make out with someone. Right as I was about to give up I met him. He knew my roommate, he seemed cool. He told me that him and his friends were having a competition that night to see who could hook up with the hottest guy. I took that as a complement. Looking back I realized that was sign number one that I should stay away from him. We had a bunch of drinks. He challenged me to chug. We decided to sneak down to a bathroom so we could make out in private. Then the pants came off, then the condom came out. He never touched my cock. He fucked me, came in the toilet and we headed out. I still had a boner and wanted to get off. We got back upstairs and the party was dying down so we decided to head out together. He said he actually had to pee, so he went back down. I waited for him for 20 minutes before I realized he wasn't coming back.