In all honesty, Beast Boy wasn't even sure this was really happening. He was drugged to fuck. It had been quite nerve racking when he woke up with bruises and a sore asshole...but he dared not tell anyone. What if he was going to gay bars in his sleep? Sure, it was a weird as fuck idea, but so was waking up with a sore anus and having no idea why.
The fact he had hazy recollections of some dude treating him like a bitch and fucking him only made it worse. No way in the world was he going to tell anyone. They'd just laugh and say he was full of shit about the "not remembering it" part. He wasn't into dudes and he didn't want to give ANY indication otherwise. Especially something with evidence as damning as a stretched asshole.
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