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Discussion in 'New Member Introductions' started by Imported, May 29, 2004.
LoveGirl: Hehe. Second best time of my life.
Javierdude22: I lost mine during a one night stand. I regretted it afterwards, but I wouldnt rate it as a bad experience.
It happened, and I learned from it. C'est tout.
I was dreadful, I shot my load as soon as I entered the guy. I did the same the first time I entered a girl.
Mine was great, but I don't think I'd compare it to any of the categories listed.
11th grade -- my father's condition was getting serious enough that taking care of him was a full-time job for my mom, so they sent me to a boarding school for my junior year so Mom wouldn't be too overburdened. Quickly, I became best friends with a guy named Ron who lived on my floor. Ron had a roommate, William, who seemed nice enough but was kind of reserved and didn't hang around much when Ron and I were together.
One Friday in October, I stopped by Ron's room. William was playing this game for the Apple II called "Suicide" and told me that Ron had to go home for the weekend. I stood at the doorway watching the game he was playing -- it was pretty cool by 1983 standards, I guess...
After a few minutes, William noticed I was watching the game and asked if I wanted to try it myself. So I came in and sat next to him, and -- well, I suck at video games, but it was fun. Suicide had a two-player mode, and he beat me pretty handily.
One thing you could say about Apple IIs -- they were small. And for two people to sit close enough to the keyboard to play this game simultaneously, they had to sit real close. I don't know if William felt as funny as I did, but in short order the conversation turned to girls.
He started to talk about which girls on campus he "liked", and wanted to know who I "liked" -- and I had to make up something because by this point I had figured out that I was probably gay. I knew that if I named any girl in particular, word would eventually get to her, and I didn't want that to happen. So I copped the attitude that any girl was okay in the dark, "after all, a hole's a hole". Pretty scummy and sexist I know, but I thought it'd be enough to cover me.
Instead, William called my bluff. "Yeah? But you wouldn't let a guy suck you off, would you?"
Aaaaaaugh! Now I had to think fast. Was this an opportunity or a trap? I had to come up with an answer that didn't sound gay. I said something like, "Well, if I kept my eyes closed, I probably couldn't tell the difference, y'know?"
Awkward silence followed. And then an abrupt change of subject. The admission may have been more than William wanted to hear -- he looked away and opened a drawer full of disks, and asked, "you want to see some of the other games I have?"
We went through the motions of loading up another game and playing a round of it, but things were definitely different. The conversation wasn't flowing anymore -- we were both tiptoeing around the elephant in the room.
Finally, William quietly said, "I bet you're right -- I probably couldn't tell the difference either." And I knew what he meant. Ron was out of town -- with the doors locked, there'd be no one to barge in on us.
We negotiated a bit -- it was agreed that neither of us were gay; that this was merely a scientific experiment of sorts, and that to be fair, we each had to take a turn as blow-job-giver. So, that Friday night, we each took a turn blowing the other -- pretending that this was nothing more than an information-gathering expedition.
Saturday, however, Ron was still out of town, so we repeated the experiment!
21 years later, William and I are still friends, although we live in different parts of the country and haven't seen each other in person for over ten years.
I rated mine a 6. Nothing special. Basically a one-night stand.
::nods in agreement::
It was a guy I met in a bookshop (not a porn store) in a gay part of town. He gave me his number. I went to his place, he cooked me dinner and we did it. It was very mechanical and clumsy. He was into light s&m and I wasnt into it at all. He did give great head though...and I realized that I was gay for sure. I couldnt get enough of his cock ^_^
Lost mine on my wedding night. My bride was also a virgin. Although I'd received a lot of advice from friends and cousins, I still didn't realize that I was above average in size, especially in girth, so I expected to find it an easy thing to accomplish.
It's a good thing she and I were determined and horny though because it took me three tries (and two ejaculations) to get through her hymen: turns out she had both a thick membrane and a narrow vagina. So although, once completed, the first time was exhausting we did manage to learn a lot about the act by dawn.
I wish I had waited....there's no reason to rush into a "first time." Society puts all sorts of pressure to lose one's virginity, but being a church goer, I felt this great dichotomy between what I was taught/what I knew I should do and what I saw all my friends doing. I was in college when I lost it, and really my first time wasn't all that great. I think I was so nervous that God was going to strike me dead on the spot that my conscience was weighing heavy on me. I had a lot of guilt for a while. It didn't stop me from doing it, of course, but it has kept me from being promiscuous. Even being 34 and single, I don't sleep around. I uphold my principles. I just wish that I had waited. It's not something that I can go back and undo, but looking back, it's not an experience that helped me and I probably have hurt others by my actions more than helped them. A little bit of pleasure isn't worth it. I've done it, I enjoyed it, but I have other things in my life that are more important.
I wish I would have waited. Peer pressure at its best... He was the quarterback and I was the captain of the cheering squad... it was suppose to be a match made in heaven... YEAH, RIGHT! lol
I regret it, fully....
My first time time was great although it was preditictably hampered by the clumsy fumblings of both adolescent participants. lol. She had hinted she was aroused by my bulge but I really didn't take her attention seriously until she actually seduced me. I was totally totally flattered because she was older than me and I just naturally assumed she knew what to do. However it soon became evident that lack of technique, lack of lube, over-eagerness and general inexperience on both our parts would doom our first attempts. She was too aggressive with foreplay on me so I was always too close to cumming every time I tried to penetrate her. Result: several messy failures before we finally got it right.