A New Easton

The Bar

Later that day I find myself sitting alone at a bar stool, rum and coke in front of me. I've already had a few drinks so I'm feeling a little buzzed.

I look around and I notice a handsome well built man, his gaze set my way. His features make him out to be a little older than me.

Our eyes lock, but I look away and turn my attention back to my drink. I down the rest of the glass just to order another one.

"That one's on me," A voice says to the bartender. On my right is the man who had been looking at me earlier.

After fixing my drink the bar tender slides the glass towards me. The man takes a seat next to me.

"What's your name hun?" He asks me. Hun!? I study him closely, his brown eyes only return the gaze.

"Easton," I say, reaching to take a sip of my drink.

"I like that name... Easton," He says. I shift in my chair uncomfortably. I find it strange to be receiving any attention from a stranger, especially that from a man.

I keep silent as I finish my drink. I order another one.

"Why are you here alone?" He asks me, concern hinting in his voice.

"Just uhm... Had a breakup today." I keep my eyes set on my drink. I don't want to think about Sophie, but thoughts of her with another man creep into my head.

The man frowns as he reaches over to pat me on the back. The sudden touch sends a shiver throughout my spine.

"Sorry to hear that..." He says. I nod and drink down my glass once more.

"Why are you here alone, " I ask only wanting to make conversation because it was starting to get boring so I figured a little company wouldn't be too bad.

"Well, to tell you the truth I got stood up," He said frowning. "I'll take a vodka tonic," He says to the bartender.

"Me too," I say shrugging.

"So.. Uhm what's your name?" I ask the man.

"Carter," He says as his eyes stare into mine. I look away feeling a bit awkward.

"Ah..." I say as the bartender slides our glasses down to us.

We both sip down our drinks. I pull the lime off of my glass and bite into the fruit feeling the acidic juice against my tongue. I notice that Carter is watching me.

I feel my cheeks heat up.

"What are you looking at," I scoff, my tone coming out nastier than I had intended.

Carter just laughs.

We order a few more drinks. I was getting less sober by the minute.

"So, tell me about this girl you had a breakup with." Carter asks, looking at me with soft eyes.

"Uhh.. Well thought she was the one for me until she uh cheated on me with 'nother man," I say, slurring my words a bit. I start feeling a little emotional.

"We were together for three years and she just threw it all away." I say, suddenly feeling very angry. I get up and excuse myself to the restroom. I stumble as I get up from the bar stool.

In the men's bathroom, I unzip my pants to piss. After I finish, before I get the chance to zip my pants back up the bathroom door closes, as when I walked in, it was open.

I look towards the direction of the door to see Carter leaning against the wall.

"Uh... Hi.." I make a move to slip my dick back into my pants but Carter keeps making his way closer to me. He steps behind me, his breath against my neck.

"Wha... What are you doing," I say softly.

He smirks as he looks over my shoulder, hey eyes set on my lower region.

"What the fuck!" I shove him away from me as I tuck my dick back into my pants.

"I'm not gay! You got the wrong idea," I said, glaring at him as I turn to walk away.

He then grabs my arm, squeezing tight. I struggle to break free as this man is definitely stronger than me. He pulls me towards him, with me in front of him now. He pushes me against the wall roughly.

"Oh, is that so?" He says smirking, His breath hot against my ear. He presses his lips against my neck. He begins to tug at the skin biting it hard.

"Please.. Stop," I grunt as I press my hands against his torso to try and push him away.

"Stop. Moving," He growls as he pins my hands above my head.

Is this really happening?

The room spins around me as the moments to come swarm around in my brain.