StonedImmaculate said:

paintedlady said:

I was a virgin, so was he. We did it in my bed, he spent the night... when dawn came, he quietly left. I was 12 he was 14... it was awkward and he did not hold me after. That's why it took two more years before I would try to have sex again... and yes with the same boy. Punk.

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I was 12 and she was 14 (not a virgin). We were all Navy brats and she was a friend of a friend, her family staying with my friend's family till they moved into Navy housing. We met and immediately clicked spending every moment possible shoving our tongues down each others throats. After a few days she asked me to be her boyfriend (after initially telling me she wasnt looking for a boyfriend) and I said yes. Went home and told my brothers and they started laughing and telling me how stupid I was for going into junior high with a girlfriend (this was mid-August 1986, a couple of weeks before 7th grade started). So the next day I broke up with her and told her my reasoning. "We can still play, but no boyfriend/girlfriend." She got all crazy at first, but still made out with me before I went home.

I avoided her for a few days until I was at another friends house and his sister (friends with the girl) started yelling at me about the whole situation. Told me I needed to go apologize and threw me out of their house. Walking home I pass the house where she was staying and she was outside. Started crying when she saw me so I stopped and we talked for a long time. Ended up making out and she told me no one was home. We went inside and I swear to God I was not even remotely thinking about having sex...but sure enough, she started undoing my pants and I froze. Had no clue what to do. She put it in and told me "in and out".

When we were finished she was so happy...hanging on me as we walked outside and all that. I got the feeling she thought things had suddenly changed so I looked her dead in the eye and said "I still just wanna be friends." Of course she lost it and called me every name in the book, and I was seriously confused. I didnt understand why she was upset...my 12 year old brain was in no way prepared for what I was doing.

Got home and told my brothers I had sex...they laughed at me and called me a liar and all that but eventually they were like "Did you really?" Then the congratulations started...gathered all their homeboys in the neighborhood and announced my manhood...I felt like the king of the world, especially when I told them what I said to her afterwards. They were all 16/17 years old and called me "Pimp of the Block" for "dropping that bitch like a bitch should be dropped." And I ate that shit up.

God I was an idiot.

Girlfriend was outta her lil' 14year old mind.... she must of had a major crush on you. I think you can chalk that experience up as the first time you ever broke someone's heart also.

The day after... Ronald (the guy who I first did it with) bragged and I made him retract his comments and tell everyone that he was a lying about sleeping with me. The only thing that made them believe his lie was that they didn't believe that he was able to spend an entire night in a girls house without her parents going ballistic. Well, my mom never paid me much attention to the point where I could have a guy stay over and she wouldn't even notice.

I dont give a damn...anyone growing up without parental influence may have done the same thing.....I am just grateful i learned better so i could do better. if i sat here and acted like i didnt loose my head, i'd be lying, but i thnk god for the chance.....

johnart said:

In my Great-Aunt's kitchen, while my Great-Aunt and Mom slept in the bedroom just a short hallway away. To Adolph, a family friend. I was 16. He was in his 50's. I denied being gay, assuring him I had a girlfriend (which I did) and puked immediately after.

Ahh, good times.

EDIT:

I was a willing participant.

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you cant be serious.

In my boyfriend's (at the time) bed, in his apartment. Nothing special. It was good and pretty much what I was expecting. Not as good as the times we had after that, of course.

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paintedlady said:

Girlfriend was outta her lil' 14year old mind.... she must of had a major crush on you. I think you can chalk that experience up as the first time you ever broke someone's heart also.

The day after... Ronald (the guy who I first did it with) bragged and I made him retract his comments and tell everyone that he was a lying about sleeping with me. The only thing that made them believe his lie was that they didn't believe that he was able to spend an entire night in a girls house without her parents going ballistic. Well, my mom never paid me much attention to the point where I could have a guy stay over and she wouldn't even notice.

Yeah, she told me point blank that I would pay for breaking her heart. We never fooled around again after that. She wouldnt even speak to me anymore unless she was talkin shit...when school started she went out of her way to tell every girl how much of an asshole I was, wrote on the bathroom wall about me being a prick, all that shit. After a month or so she stopped, but we still never spoke and were nowhere near friends.

As for spending the entire night at a girls house, that never happened until high school. Funny thing...there was a mexican girl who was my "girlfriend" all of junior year and most of senior year...but we went to different schools. So there were other girls at other schools and at my school that I cheated on her with on a regular basis. Spending the night at Monica's (mexican) meant sneaking out before her mom woke up. Spending the night at white girls houses was usually the same, but there were a few white parents who knew full well that I was there and did not care. One chick's mom would actually make me breakfast. I was like "Uhh...you do realize I fucked your daughter like three times last night and she sucked my dick just before I came to the table to enjoy your eggs, toast and sausage, right?" I mean, WOW...white folks were a whole new world to me.

And your mom may not have paid too much attention, but you and I have talked about that son of yours...you've done a fantastic job, paintedlady. What doesnt kill you only makes you stronger.

StonedImmaculate said:

Yeah, she told me point blank that I would pay for breaking her heart. We never fooled around again after that. She wouldnt even speak to me anymore unless she was talkin shit...when school started she went out of her way to tell every girl how much of an asshole I was, wrote on the bathroom wall about me being a prick, all that shit. After a month or so she stopped, but we still never spoke and were nowhere near friends.

As for spending the entire night at a girls house, that never happened until high school. Funny thing...there was a mexican girl who was my "girlfriend" all of junior year and most of senior year...but we went to different schools. So there were other girls at other schools and at my school that I cheated on her with on a regular basis. Spending the night at Monica's (mexican) meant sneaking out before her mom woke up. Spending the night at white girls houses was usually the same, but there were a few white parents who knew full well that I was there and did not care. One chick's mom would actually make me breakfast. I was like "Uhh...you do realize I fucked your daughter like three times last night and she sucked my dick just before I came to the table to enjoy your eggs, toast and sausage, right?" I mean, WOW...white folks were a whole new world to me.

And your mom may not have paid too much attention, but you and I have talked about that son of yours...you've done a fantastic job, paintedlady. What doesnt kill you only makes you stronger.

TY

perents have to step it up now... laws are enforced and children can be jailed as adults now for things we got away with as kids.

Heck I even remember buying liquor and cigaretts for my mom when I was like 8.

The 70's.

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paintedlady said:

TY

perents have to step it up now... laws are enforced and children can be jailed as adults now for things we got away with as kids.

Heck I even remember buying liquor and cigaretts for my mom when I was like 8.

The 70's.

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It was still poppin in the 80s...the Arabs that ran the liquor store in our neighborhood knew exactly who I was. I used to buy my mom Kahlua and lottery tickets on a regular basis.

StonedImmaculate said:

paintedlady said:

TY

perents have to step it up now... laws are enforced and children can be jailed as adults now for things we got away with as kids.

Heck I even remember buying liquor and cigaretts for my mom when I was like 8.

The 70's.

[Edited 3/6/11 17:41pm]

It was still poppin in the 80s...the Arabs that ran the liquor store in our neighborhood knew exactly who I was. I used to buy my mom Kahlua and lottery tickets on a regular basis.

I loved the nips!! I would buy one for me. :lush:

StonedImmaculate said:

paintedlady said:

TY

perents have to step it up now... laws are enforced and children can be jailed as adults now for things we got away with as kids.

Heck I even remember buying liquor and cigaretts for my mom when I was like 8.

The 70's.

[Edited 3/6/11 17:41pm]

It was still poppin in the 80s...the Arabs that ran the liquor store in our neighborhood knew exactly who I was. I used to buy my mom Kahlua and lottery tickets on a regular basis.

Yup. My father would just call ahead or write a note and send us to the liquor store as kids. My grandmother too, to get her some cigarettes.