José Soplanucas

I have reached out to all my underground sources and this time I have surpassed even @BabyBoomer . I proudly present everyone to @Lookin 's first documented sex act. Which means that the actual first one may have taken place even earlier:

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I usually make my first dates there when I am not sure whether or not the candidate is in legal age. Plus, the drinks are just as strong as they used to be. You get drunk fast and cheap.

I would get a drink in The Fireplace, and then cross to Omega, and then back to TF, and so on. Several Tims I hooked up and had quick oral sex in the alley. I miss Omega, most of my hook up were from over there. I was in TF recently, the place is pretty much unchanged.

P Street was a paradise until 10 years ago. Mr. P's closed and now there is a restaurant in that location.

I agree with the friends questioning the definition of "first time you had sex". So I am just going to bring the first association that came to my mind when I read the OP question. My family was living in Buenos Aires, and we would travel every year to spend summer at the small town my parents were from. A cousin lived there, my same age. He was irresistibly attractive. I am not talking about me, he was irresistible for a lot of people, men and women. After he turned 15 he would fuck his teacher (a woman), several neighbors (men and women), and the town's catholic priest. My memory was from a little bit earlier, when we were about thirteen years old. I was completely ignorant of sex, believe it or not. I would have erections watching TV, from women and from men, but would not understand what was that (my first cum had been a nocturnal ejaculation, I started masturbating after that). I remember walking into his bedroom when he was taking a nap, very early in the afternoon. I remember his smell intoxicating me, arousing me instantly. I think his smell was his super power, probably exceptional pheromones. I remember his respiration, in deep sleeping. I approached to his bed, I take his hands, put them on his chest without awaking him, getting close to his mouth to kiss him, and before even touching his lips, I remember the orgasm taking over me. It was the first time I realized my strong attraction for other boys. I started to arrange sleeping together with my cousin, and we would have sex without penetration faking we were sleeping. He became my first love, although he never loved me being too busy fucking half of the town. I would expend the whole year waiting for summer to be with him, masturbating and planning. Later on, he moved from the small town to Santa Fe, a provincial capital, get into a relationship with a girl, and stop playing with men. He died in a car accident when we were 18 years old and I was In Buenos Aires getting into college. He was driving drunk with another male friend and two women, none of them was his girlfriend. He smashed the car on the front of a cargo truck. His death was the final piece tat triggered my making peace with my homosexuality and finally coming out at age 21, including to my parents at age 23.

With Homer's drooling tone: "Victor Powers..." http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9h0la70Xa1rb4qlso1_250.gif

It's the end of the world. http://37.media.tumblr.com/1b2af2c3247939215d0504fe5c5354e6/tumblr_n2ep58tOxs1toamj8o1_500.gif

Good point. Whenever I hear of such a case, I may consider signing up. But so far all I heard about is solos, and that is a gender I am not interested at all. And by the way, porn still works pretty well for me. The available diversity is endless.

Same here. What is the point of joining with all the porn for free available on line.

Bitchy is my middle name. http://i.imgur.com/NTy2mFv.jpg

I wish I was retired too. I am taking a couple of days off to go to PS.