I was dating a girl for a bit who was named Jess. Her best friend was named Jennifer, and my roomate’s girlfriend was also named Jennifer. I called that girl “Jen” all the time.
It’s a little weird, but people’s brains do weird things. I’ve called people by the wrong name, it doesn’t mean anything; just crossed wires.
Now, if he insisted on calling you by his little sister’s name, then that would be something to be concerned about.
I’m pretty sure this was what started the problem in the first place.
and Corrvin, my parents are named Steve and Susan. Maybe you were both fantasizing about being them.
Making too much of nothing, IMHO.
When I was kid, my Mom called me the dog’s name and vice versa. I’ve called a girlfriend my best friend’s name and called my best friend “Mom.”
You can read all kinds of weird shit into all that if you want, but I say it’s just that things don’t always come out of our mouths the way they should.
Give it a rest.
Psycho,
TN*hippie
I can only add that The Joy of Sex says that people do say the most odd damn things during sex, and that you should (generally) pay no attention to it if it is a one-time occurance. They said (IIRC) that women were much more likely then men to cry out names as orgasm nears, including such ones as “Daddy”, “Mommy”, and “Snuffalufagus”.
[sub]OK, I added that last one. They really cry out for “Tinky Winky”.[/sub]
Oh, and I’ll have you know that I graduated with a BA in Psychology.
You want fries with that?
Pshaw,
TN*hippie
I’m a psych student ( 
) and while that gives me no more authority in this situation than anyone else…I’d say that if it really bothers you, bring it up. Carefully. Perhaps jokingly, if that could be arranged.
A male friend whom I had fooled around with told me after the fact (waaay after, like months) that I reminded him of his sister. I didn’t know if this was a “we’re platonic friends now…see?” statement, or a “we’re so close that I trust you as much as I trust my sister” or “you’re wierd and neurotic in a similar way as my sister.” Never-the-less, seeing as how we HAD fooled around, the whole thing wierded me out, and I think I just nodded or something equally non-commital. But it’s bothered me for months, and I wish I HAD said something at the time. Granted his sister is two years younger than himself, one year younger than me, and having met her, I can say there are definate personality similarities. Which, come to think of it, doesn’t make it any less creepy.
Maybe he was saying “don’t be sorry, mon ami.” Because French is the language of love.
Or maybe he’s secretly pretending he’s Bob Newhart.
Coital Bob Newhart Impression.
Now that’s an indication of profound psychological disturbance.
take no chances.
Dump this guy.
If you end up getting really serious with him, as in marriage, you may be letting yourself & your possible children in on something you do not want a piece of.
That said, you won’t listen. 
Prime help you.
although I played one in school.
I think you at least have to walk up behind him, playfully slap him on the back of the head (though just hard unough for you to get some satisfaction out of it ---- and a small measure of revenge) and say: "Emily???
what the F@#$ was with that you s&*$head???
Then watch how he responds very closely…and you will know more than you know now.
Well during sex, actually during a moment very like the one you describe I called a girlfriend by the name of my previous girlfriend.
I’d never had a argument with the girl I was with at the time but had spent the last 3 years arguing with the ex.
This conversation in the bed became silly and I turned around and said “Oh for fuck sake Cathy don’t be so silly” :eek: . The girl I was in bed with was called Hilary.
So you can just say the right name at the wrong time.
Talk to the guy. Don’t just react. If you are not able to talk about these things the relationship is doomed one way or the other.
Best of luck with whatever happens.
I am especially in favour of the “perhaps he’s just used to comforting his sister” theory. It’s something I could see myself doing by accident.
Only positive solution is to find a lover with the same name as you. I used to date a guy called Matt (Mat_Eo on the boards) and I never, ever called him by the wrong name 
matt_mcl writes:
Yeah, well, I dated three Michaels in a row…#2 was the “Steve” incident. My name isn’t Michael, though.
I’ll try “accidentally” calling the Corr-friend by MY first name and see what happens…
Corr
Matt, I dunno. That would weird me out, calling out my own name during sex.
Anyway, I’ve never ever ever asked my parents about this. But my dad has the same name as my mom’s brother. I dunno if I could do that either.
ThisYearsGirl-
Part of me thinks, “This is no big deal, people confuse names all the time.”
The other part, I’ll admit, wants to do the gross-out dance!
I think some great points have been raised, though, especially the onw about him being used to comforting his sister.
If you went to a psychologist, (perhaps you should get the name of the one that Silver Fire needs to see…) or counselor or something, I would suspect that they would tell you not to worry about it unless he is also prone to other odd behaviors- I dont think one name slip-up a psycho makes.
But then again, thats just my amateur opinion-what do I know?- although I DO think, unlike a certain other who posted here, that being a student of something should allow someone some say on the subject, or at the very least, as a decent human being, the right to make someone try to feel better instead of worse.
Years ago, I read in Ann Landers - Dear Abby a man who wrote to one of them stating that during lovemaking with his wife, she said, " You know if Winston churchill were alive he’d be a hundred years old today."
For the life of me, I cannot remember the response and frankly, I need closure.
That is my only contribution to this thread.
PS: don’t worry about the “he called me by his sisters name” Mr. Ujest - not in bed - calls me his sister and his mom quite often. I, in turn, call him “Roy”, (His name is Ron. His signature is really messy and it looks like Roy.)
mistakes happen. I would give him the benefit of the doubt.
that said,
you know him better than any of us here.
has he ever given you doubt before?
does he act weird around his sister?
etc etc.
What’s the big deal? I routinely cry out “Uncle Jack!” during sex, and it means nothing. My GF knows I’m only thinking of her, no matter what inanities I happen to articulate in the heat of passion. Though, truth be told, uncle Jack is quite the strapping bohunk.
Mmmm, Uncle Jack…