And yes it’s been pointed out sex is the almost only thing I can talk about. But I’m lonely and it’s a good subject.
And I think it’s an interesting subject. Me? my gay friend came around and and sang “I’ve had a straight boy” About a year latter he came around and…was still a staight boy as far as I could notic. Quite 
We then did it for the rest of the summer.
It was a good summer.
You?
I accidentally set it beside me on a bench and then forgot it, and when I went back to get it, it was gone.
I lost my virginity at the age of eighteen when I was raped by two men.
I guess “lost” isn’t really the way to describe this. I was robbed.
The old-fashioned way, drunk off my ass in a college dorm room.
With the lass that eventually became my wife. In a dorm room. But not drunk. 
It depends. What counts for a guy? Orgasm from another person, penetration, penetration ending in orgasm?
With the then girlfriend in her bedroom with my candlestick while her mom was at the grocery store. I think I was 16. It was not too rememberable.
Nothing unusual. I was 17. It was a Sunday afternoon. My boyfriend was visiting while my mother was out. Physically, it was a dismal sexual experience, since neither of us knew what we were doing, but a very pleasant life experience nonetheless. I was in love, and I was ready emotionally.
However, today just happens to be the 29th anniversary of said occasion. Happy Anniversary, W.P.–wherever you are!
For the longest time I was a victim of extremely high standards and a girl I know suggested I get the monkey off my back so that when I finally meet someone who I like enough for a long term relationship, I’m not all thumbs.
The specifics are that I went to a bar, found a girl who was receptive to grinding, took her home and did the deed (just to be clear, it wasn’t instantaneous). When we parted ways the next morning I mentioned that this was my first time and I thanked her (I wasn’t really clear on what is considered appropriate post one night stand conversation). I took it as quite a compliment that she didn’t believe me.
I put my pee-pee in a girl’s hoo-hoo.
Lost it? I gave it away as soon as someone would take it.
To a Mexican prostitute named Silvia. She was beautiful, and I don’t regret it.
Graduation night in the back seat of her car. All fumbles and bad timing.
I got scared and a bit weirded-out and it wasn’t a good experience. Neither was the freaked-out-running-away thing I did to her afterward.
Lessons learned.
Hehe… I gave a brief run down of this story in a different thread…
Basically, this girl I saw every once in a while who I usually hooked up with in some fashion or another every time I saw her, and I, were hanging out. In her basement, her parents were upstairs, watching a movie. Ghostbusters II, actually. So anyways, we were doing the usual and things got heavier. She was rather experienced at this point, whereas I was, well, a virgin. At any rate, the question of whether or not we were going to have sex came up and we both pretty much thought it sounded like a good idea.
No emotional attachment, essentially random. Got me over the hump, so to speak. Was quite enjoyable too, surprisingly, maybe. I let her handle most of it, and it pretty good sex, which is, I suppose somewhat abnormal. (Although admittedly the 2nd and 3rd times I had sex were, well, less spectacular.)
She said: This may be inappropriate, but I really want to have sex with you.
I said: Sounds good.
So let it be written.
I engaged in sex.
Pervert.
I told me girl friend at the time that I had a deep, dark secret. She asked me what it was, and I confided that I was a virgin.
She was delighted – she thought I was secretly married, or had a disease, or something.
And it turned out that my situation could be remedied, and she even knew the cure!
In the back of a tan Olds station wagon with the 1975 version of the Adorable Redhead.
I told her it was my first time, and she was so excited that she insisted I stay there with her and do it again.
Making out with my best friend’s girlfriend on the hill behind the super market.
She said, “It’s now or never.”
And I thought she meant NEVER! So I did [del]her[/del] it.
It was great! For about thirty seven seconds.