I'm not really sure how to start this, to be honest. I guess a bit of exposition couldn't hurt.
Ok, here goes. I'm 18 and I'm pretty sure I lost my virginity earlier tonight. It wasn't exactly the experience I was expecting. I guess I should start at the beginning. Yesterday I was hanging out with my really good friend, as we both had the day off. After doing the usual routine, driving around, getting something to eat, etc. we end up at the house of one of his female friends. All three of us end up sitting on her bed and talking for a couple of hours. We exchanged numbers, as is customary when meeting friends of friends. She seemed kind of enamored with me, to the point of actually grabbing my genitals through my jeans on a couple of occasions. And considering that I'm a fairly conservative guy who's only been in two relationships, I blushed harder than a Victorian gentleman in a lingerie store. It starts getting a bit on the late side so we call it a night, and I drive my friend home before going home myself to go to sleep.
Fast-forward to today and she calls me saying that I left something over there. My inhaler, to be exact. I have more than one, (I like to keep a six month supply around just because I'm paranoid.) but I still wanted to get that one back. So I drive to her house and crawl through her bedroom window, because despite being the same age as me, she still lives with a parent. And heres where things get a bit... graphic.
After giving me back my wayward possession, we get to talking. One thing leads to another, and we end up making out on her bed. Something I'm no stranger to, but I've never really done anything beyond that. And suddenly, for the first time in my life, I'm on the receiving end of some oral sex. And no, the point of this thread isn't to brag or anything, I'm not particularly proud. Anyways, I reacted the way I think most people would. I didn't put up too much of a fight, what with hormones and such. But in the blink of an eye, ecstasy faded to panic, shame and disillusionment.
I didn't know how to react, to be honest. I got dressed and we talked and hugged for a bit. I stayed for about another five or ten minutes, all the while avoiding her advances, because all desire I had to be with anyone was pretty much gone. So I made my excuses, said goodbye and staggered out of her window and towards my car, which was discreetly parked a ways away from her house. I felt so bad about leaving so soon. "Nail and bail" I think it's called. I try to process everything that happened, and she's calling me on my phone all the while. Eventually the pressure just builds and I tell her that everything that happened was a mistake, and I wasn't looking for a relationship. I told her that I was sorry and still wanted to be friends, but I don't really think that's a possibility.
So basically that was my first sexual experience and I just feel empty and disillusioned. But maybe that's my fault for romanticizing how things really work, it just didn't happen the way I pictured it would. I feel like I took advantage of someone and that I now have to abandon all pretensions of being a decent person. All I feel is guilt.
So that brings me to my point. Have any of you Escapists had similar experiences? Was your first encounter the same way, and this is just normal? Am I an asshole for what I did? I appreciate any feedback I get, even if it reflects badly on me.
Also, Mods please feel free to delete this thread if you feel it appropriate, my intention isn't to be obscene, I only want perspective and discussion.
Ok, here goes. I'm 18 and I'm pretty sure I lost my virginity earlier tonight. It wasn't exactly the experience I was expecting. I guess I should start at the beginning. Yesterday I was hanging out with my really good friend, as we both had the day off. After doing the usual routine, driving around, getting something to eat, etc. we end up at the house of one of his female friends. All three of us end up sitting on her bed and talking for a couple of hours. We exchanged numbers, as is customary when meeting friends of friends. She seemed kind of enamored with me, to the point of actually grabbing my genitals through my jeans on a couple of occasions. And considering that I'm a fairly conservative guy who's only been in two relationships, I blushed harder than a Victorian gentleman in a lingerie store. It starts getting a bit on the late side so we call it a night, and I drive my friend home before going home myself to go to sleep.
Fast-forward to today and she calls me saying that I left something over there. My inhaler, to be exact. I have more than one, (I like to keep a six month supply around just because I'm paranoid.) but I still wanted to get that one back. So I drive to her house and crawl through her bedroom window, because despite being the same age as me, she still lives with a parent. And heres where things get a bit... graphic.
After giving me back my wayward possession, we get to talking. One thing leads to another, and we end up making out on her bed. Something I'm no stranger to, but I've never really done anything beyond that. And suddenly, for the first time in my life, I'm on the receiving end of some oral sex. And no, the point of this thread isn't to brag or anything, I'm not particularly proud. Anyways, I reacted the way I think most people would. I didn't put up too much of a fight, what with hormones and such. But in the blink of an eye, ecstasy faded to panic, shame and disillusionment.
I didn't know how to react, to be honest. I got dressed and we talked and hugged for a bit. I stayed for about another five or ten minutes, all the while avoiding her advances, because all desire I had to be with anyone was pretty much gone. So I made my excuses, said goodbye and staggered out of her window and towards my car, which was discreetly parked a ways away from her house. I felt so bad about leaving so soon. "Nail and bail" I think it's called. I try to process everything that happened, and she's calling me on my phone all the while. Eventually the pressure just builds and I tell her that everything that happened was a mistake, and I wasn't looking for a relationship. I told her that I was sorry and still wanted to be friends, but I don't really think that's a possibility.
So basically that was my first sexual experience and I just feel empty and disillusioned. But maybe that's my fault for romanticizing how things really work, it just didn't happen the way I pictured it would. I feel like I took advantage of someone and that I now have to abandon all pretensions of being a decent person. All I feel is guilt.
So that brings me to my point. Have any of you Escapists had similar experiences? Was your first encounter the same way, and this is just normal? Am I an asshole for what I did? I appreciate any feedback I get, even if it reflects badly on me.
Also, Mods please feel free to delete this thread if you feel it appropriate, my intention isn't to be obscene, I only want perspective and discussion.