Where it happened: Her house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
Last week I was inspecting a map of New Jersey. It is nearly
30 miles from the prep school I attended to the place where I lost my virginity. Looking back it is hard to believe that anyone would be so desperate to have sex but I suppose that at the time it seemed worth it. The girl in question was 14, tall and (as I was to discover) even more excited about the prospect of sex than I. I set out on my journey early one Saturday morning armed with a condom, and an old rusty ten-speed with only a hint of air in the tires. After 2 hours of riding I arrived at her house expectantly. As we had arranged her parents were away and we had the house to ourselves.
(Background note: She believes me to be an experienced man of the world. In truth, I was a virgin as well. Like most young lads, I lied.)
The fun started with a basketball game (Sixers vs. Celtics- I believe). She went down on me..that was nice. I was watching the game! In the words of my old college roomate “Let me tell you about the worst blowjob I ever had….It was great!” Now I am pretty nervous about the sex thing, and I’m not too sure about how long it will take to return to a “state of readiness.” She has no idea and seems to believe that sex can begin immediately. I’m backing off…I want to wait..she insists.
So..off we go to her bedroom. It is pink. The walls are pink. Her bedspread is pink. Everything is pink. We get naked. We got into bed. I put on my condom. I think I lasted about 5 seconds. Really. She thought it was GREAT. (Or so she said?) I was humiliated (I didn’t tell her, of course). Afterwards, we both stood naked in front of a mirror. I am not sure why, but I remember it as one of those really honest/embarrassing moments. It was a moment of real clarity. Like we both felt we had accomplished something important. Afterwards, we had a lot of trouble communicating. She continued having sex (with a number of other people). I didn’t handle the experience very well..I wasn’t ready for sex, I suppose. A few years later I did eventually have a much more satisfying experience with a girl in college.
The ride home was long, but satisfying. I felt like I’d climbed a mountain..the rest was downhill. I strode back into the dormitories a changed person…a boy into a man..or so I thought. Actually, the man thing is about a lot more than sex. Sometimes you forget though, huh?
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