Where Did You Lose Your Virginity?

[+ Avalon]

Was it planned beforehand or was it spontaneous?

 

I've read that some porn models say that first time they had male / male sex was in front of the camera.

 

Both Alec Powers and Chad Knight claimed that.

 

Later they were paired together in a video.

Edited December 8, 2017 by Avalon

[TruthBTold]

A seminary. But I was of age. It was of age and was a surprise from my best friend.

[+ nycman]

Define “virginity”.

 

Blow job...gave and got with my best friend ....my high school bedroom.

 

Fucking....go-go boy from the Roxy Pride float NYC circa 1990...his place

 

Fucked...a few years later...asshole Russian dude....my place NYC.

 

Both fucking episodes were not pretty to borderline horrible....it’s a miracle I ever tried again!

 

But I’m damn glad I did!

[TruthBTold]

I think virginity is a blowjob on up (or down). Claiming anything else is just a straight guy in denial.

[+ Charlie]

In a SRO on the Lower East Side of Manhattan.

[Stormy]

Was it planned beforehand or was it spontaneous?

 

I've read that some porn models say that first time they had male / male sex was in front of the camera.

 

Both Alex Powers and Chad Knight claimed that.

 

Later they were paired together in a video.

Freshman year of college in my dorm room with a boy named Tommy. Long time ago

[Bearofdistinction]

Which time?

[Gvtire]

In the back of a Mercury Colony Park parked at Chantry Flat

[+ José Soplanucas]

I am virgin.

[rvwnsd]

In my walk-in closet while showing someone my 850 pairs of shoes.

[+ sniper]

I think virginity is a blowjob on up (or down). Claiming anything else is just a straight guy in denial.

While I agree with that in the ethical sense, I do think there is something different about being fucked and it's a separate milestone in some ways. As someone who didn't touch a penis other than my own until I was 27, it was another 3 years before I was willing to be fucked(and it was at Steve's, a bathhouse in Reno, with a cute guy about 4 years older than me).

[+ GregM]

In a SRO on the Lower East Side of Manhattan.

 

What's an SRO?

 

Hugs,

Greg

[+ Avalon]

What's an SRO?

 

Hugs,

Greg

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Single_room_occupancy

[N13]

vir·gin·i·ty

/vərˈjinədē/

noun

1.the state of never having had sexual intercourse:"he lost his virginity in college"synonyms:chastity, maidenhood, maidenhead, honor, purity, innocence, celibacy, abstinence, cherry, virtue

sex·u·al in·ter·course

/ˈsekSH(əw)əl ˈin(t)ərˌkôrs/

noun

1.sexual contact between individuals involving penetration, especially the insertion of a man's erect penis into a woman's vagina, typically culminating in orgasm and the ejaculation of semen.

 

According to these definitions I can't count the penetration of the neighbor girl (5) when I was also 5 because it did not culminate in ejaculation of semen.

 

I also can't count the times I penetrated my older sister's ass because I didn't ejaculate. Age 7

 

Also it can't count when the neighbor boy (11) when I was 12 would play "mattress" where I laid on top of his back and rubbed my covered penis until I ejaculated because there was no penetration.

 

When I was 17, in the army, I was penetrated by an older man (27 or so) who picked me up at a 42nd Street movie. This one meets the criteria!

[+ Robster]

It's too bad I didn't see this thread yesterday. I lost my virginity 25 years ago: Pearl Harbor Day, 1992.

 

Copied and pasted from this thread:

 

I can answer this question regardless of what the definition of having sex is.

 

I was 23 the first time I did anything with anyone. And we pretty much did it all that night.

 

He was about 20 years older than me. I subscribed to the local newspaper at the time, and he had written a letter to the editor that they had printed, responding to an earlier letter they'd printed from someone complaining about the "gay lifestyle". I still can't believe I did this, but I looked him up in the phone book and called him, to tell him how much I had enjoyed his letter. The first time I called, I chickened out and hung up when he answered, but the second time, I got up the courage to talk to him, and we had a really nice conversation, for quite a while. I mentioned that I was a virgin, and he invited me over to his apartment the following night. I can't believe I did this either, but I went, and wound up having sex for the first time. We did some things I really enjoyed, and some other things that I didn't, but I was just thrilled to finally be having sex with someone, lol. We had sex a couple more times after that, and remained friends for a few years.

 

Rob

[+ Gar1eth]

It was 2002. I was 41. I had kissed probably less than 10 girls/women in my life. I don’t think I had ever kissed a guy other than a chaste kiss to a relative. I had never French kissed anyone. I had never copped a feel of a breast or a tallywacker. While I was accomplished at masturbating, I was never part of a circle jerk.

 

I had looked at the escort websites for 5 or 6 years, but I didn’t want to be gay (still don’t really. But I’m better). And I thought I would never be brave enough to hire. I thought there was a good chance I was going to die without ever experiencing sex-not die from not having sex-just that I was going to die before I ever became brave enough to have sex. For many of you who first had sex in your teens or twenties, you probably remember being nervous before your 1st time. Well imagine me. I had twenty something more years of being nervous, and knowing that most everyone my age had already had sex. I was like an older and less cute Steve Carrell.

 

Finally I felt like I had to have sex. I talked -or at least hinted-to my psychiatrist at the time that I was thinking of hiring an escort. My recollection is that while he didn’t say go ahead, he gave me tacit approval.

 

 

So I saw that an escort, former porn star whose website that I had looked at for years was coming to Cincinnati-Dallas Taylor.

 

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw4eLkzpxcU/UbP4WZEVxaI/AAAAAAAAQZw/EUP-R-L5IfA/s1600/DallasTaylor_AllWorlds_BearNecessities_001.jpg

 

My remembrance is that he was staying at the Best Western Plus. It’s just over the Ohio River from Cincinnati in Covington, Ky. I made an appointment. Initially I made a one hour appointment. Then I called him back and extended it to two hours.

 

When I arrived at the hotel, I tried looking in the parking lot for police vans in case it was a sting. I was also worried when I got to his room because there was another room right next to his. I thought that if it was a sting, they could be listening in from next door.

 

Luckily it wasn’t a sting. I had told him this was my first time. He was probably thinking-great-at my nervousness. But he was very calm and gentle. He first taught me how to kiss. I remember him telling me that I was keeping my lips too firm. Before this I thought the idea of French kissing was gross. Why would I want my tongue in someone else’s mouth or his tongue in mine. I soon found out why I wanted both. I also learned that my ears and neck were an extreme erogenous zones. I totally found the truth in the old saying, “Blow in my ear, and I’ll follow you anywhere.”

 

We showered together. It was great showering with this stocky muscular guy. He wasn’t as pretty as he had been when he was younger. But he was definitely handsome. I also remember thinking he had the largest tallywacker I had ever seen in my life. And even after being a bit more experienced nowadays, his is probably still one of the largest.

 

After we showered we got into bed. He had two beds. I asked him why two. He said one was for work and the other was for him by himself.

 

So after showering together we got into bed. There I was gone down on the first time. That felt incredible. Then he sat on top of me, so I could top him. That was a bit painful. But finally I wasn’t a virgin anymore. I’ll always be grateful to him.

 

Gman

[+ quoththeraven]

On a bed, thankfully. I don't like discomfort.

 

Actually it was a top bunk in a triple dorm room. The roommate who walked in on us after we were naked but before anything happened never spoke to me again, though I wasn't the one who forgot to lock the door. It wasn't fair that they had to find somewhere else to sleep, but neither was my roommate wanting our room to herself because her boyfriend was visiting. Back then I didn't see the point in trying to negotiate a reasonable outcome with someone whose original position was unreasonable, and as we hadn't chosen to room together, I had no reservoir of goodwill to work with.

[MikeyGMin]

With a boy. I was 16 and it was in my bedroom during a sleepover when my parents were out of town. It was a disaster. He freaked out afterwards and it broke my heart.

 

With a girl. Also 16 but a few months later and it was in the back of my car. It was a disaster. It confirmed that I was well and truly gay.

 

Happy ending though. Hooking up with the girl made the boy very jealous and he got himself un-freaked pretty darn quick. He became my first boyfriend in the summer before senior year of high school. Best school year ever!

[longtime lurker]

I was even older than you, @Gar1eth. (Not by too much though.) Amusingly my first time mutually touching another guy naked, but not necessarily "going all the way", involved somebody found on Masseurfinder. When I visited his place, he answered the door in his robe: "Just so I have this straight. Am I really going to be the first guy you have ever touched?" After my "yes", he rolled his eyes and grinned "lucky me".

 

I'm not normal though. A combination of childhood abuse (non-sexual though) resulting in me even avoiding doctors touching me, very angry homophobic family members and co-workers, too many years lost caring for a parent with a stroke and being a teen at the height of the AIDS epidemic (and all of the anti-gay sentiment nationwide) all had their impact, although probably the real reason was low esteem that required many years to get over and still hasn't completely.

Normal people "lose it" in their teens and twenties. Yet I finally made up for lost time after I realized it wasn't that big of a deal. Even learned quickly that I was, um, versatile.

[+ poolboy48220]

First time was with a girl, a former co-worker that I'd taken to my new job's Christmas party. She stayed over, we started fooling around, and it was my first time. Not all that memorable. My second time was also with a girl, oddly enough at a party hosted by that first girl and her current boyfriend.

 

First time with a guy was blowing him a guy at a glory hole in an adult peep-show. Second with a guy was with my first hire, he knew it was my first and he was very good with me.

[+ sniper]

On a bed, thankfully. I don't like discomfort.

 

Actually it was a top bunk in a triple dorm room. The roommate who walked in on us after we were naked but before anything happened never spoke to me again, though I wasn't the one who forgot to lock the door. It wasn't fair that they had to find somewhere else to sleep, but neither was my roommate wanting our room to herself because her boyfriend was visiting. Back then I didn't see the point in trying to negotiate a reasonable outcome with someone whose original position was unreasonable, and as we hadn't chosen to room together, I had no reservoir of goodwill to work with.

 

I'm a little confused by "you weren't the one who forgot to lock the door." She walked in on you. You were the only one who could lock the door, no?

[+ quoththeraven]

I'm a little confused by "you weren't the one who forgot to lock the door." She walked in on you. You were the only one who could lock the door, no?

No, it was my partner's room and his roommate who was embarrassed. I spent the night there instead of in my dorm room with my roommate and her boyfriend.

 

I don't know about you but I don't make it a practice to lock doors in other people's homes or rooms.

[bigvalboy]

Backseat of a 67 Mustang fastback. Yeah I know...

[+ Gar1eth]

Backseat of a 67 Mustang fastback. Yeah I know...

 

You are so flexible!! I’ve had sex in cars before-not often. And trying to top someone the once or twice I did was on the painful side.

 

Gman

[+ Gar1eth]

No, it was my partner's room and his roommate who was embarrassed. I spent the night there instead of in my dorm room with my roommate and her boyfriend.

 

I don't know about you but I don't make it a practice to lock doors in other people's homes or rooms.

Was this ‘legal’? Where I went to school, girls actually had a curfew until around 1967. I don’t think the boys did. I believe with a parental note the girls were allowed to stay out late. Years later when I went there, we still had visiting hours. And girls were definitely not allowed overnight.

 

Gman