Almost 20years ago I was on a drunken night out with friends where we ended up getting separated. I bumped into a guy I had been out for a drink with a couple of times before, it had fizzled out and there was nothing of note between us, the most we had done was have a kiss previously. As the taxi queues were really long he suggested I call a taxi from his house round the corner. I remember laughing and saying as long as you know nothings happening once I get back to yours. Young, drunk, and feeling naively safe because he wasn’t a stranger, I walked back with him to call a taxi at his house. Once there we had a kiss, I wasn’t against this, however this sounds when you are single in your early 20s a kiss means nothing. He began undressing me and I resisted and said stop it. He carried on, I continued to say no. I wasn’t shouting or fighting, I remember feeling embarrassed at him seeing my body and trying to squirm away from him as he proceeded to go down on me while I was saying stop it, I wasn’t shouting it so maybe he thought I was only pretending to protest. There was crucially a conversation about sex which is hazy but I remember saying I didn’t want to and him pressuring me a lot “come on” etc and it then just happening, I think I just gave in and silently agreed and I’m ashamed to say lay there while he did his thing. Sometimes I think back on it and feel disgusted with myself for not telling him to fuck off and wonder why I didn’t. Sometimes I wonder that as he knew I didn’t really want to and although I wasn’t shouting or fighting I clearly wasn’t into it - was this rape? Then I think stop being dramatic, probably if I had started shouting etc he would have in all likelihood stopped, so maybe it was crossed wires and my fault for not making a fuss and it’s part him being pushy and gross and part me being too weak in that moment to go nuts like I should have done.
I’m not looking for sympathy or anyone to tell me to get counselling if I still think about it, weirdly I dont really feel anything about it other than annoyed with myself, but more because I don’t know if I’m being really dramatic or not when the word rape pops into my head I am just wondering in other peoples opinions, would you consider this rape or would this be a case of two drunk 20 somethings accidentally having a one night stand & it happens all the time?