I've never been with anyone. I don't go out often. I'm shy and introverted, but I figured -what the fuck- home is nowhere the place I could hope to meet someone.
So, After much insistence from a friend, we went out clubbing last night. That's not usually my kind of thing, but I actually thought it couldn't be so bad.
Not worse than staying in my bedroom waiting for something to happen, waiting for the guy to knock on my door. I could as well wait for Godot.
So we're there. I got drunk, the way you would promise yourself not to get ever again (but eventually do). A guy came over me. He was older, taller, and actually not bad-looking. We talked and eventually made out. He asked me to come to his apartment, saying he wanted to get to know me better, and actually showing to be very attentive and gallant. So I just went for it. Driven by an stupid impulse, I went for it.
We took a taxi and got to his home.
He told me to undress and lie down on his bed. we made out more, and he then he took out his dick and told me to suck it. I did.
He said he wanted to fuck me, but I told him I wouldn't want to do that. He insisted, eventually trying to force it. He forced his dick in me before I could repel him, and he wasn't wearing a condom. Eventually he backed off, and fortunately contented himself to just jerking us off from there on.
He fell asleep. I couldn't. In the morning, I woke him up telling him I'd have to go. He got up, I got dressed and he opened the door. I left.
He, standing there, not saying a word. I even think I said goodbye. He didn't.
And that was my first time with a guy. I don't really know what to make out of it, but to say it FUCKING sucked.
I feel bad. Really bad, for real... Fuck!
I know I should have known better and whatnot.
I just figured I'd feel better if I could share how I feel. And how I feel.. Man, I feel repulsion, like the girl in the Polanski film.
So, After much insistence from a friend, we went out clubbing last night. That's not usually my kind of thing, but I actually thought it couldn't be so bad.
Not worse than staying in my bedroom waiting for something to happen, waiting for the guy to knock on my door. I could as well wait for Godot.
So we're there. I got drunk, the way you would promise yourself not to get ever again (but eventually do). A guy came over me. He was older, taller, and actually not bad-looking. We talked and eventually made out. He asked me to come to his apartment, saying he wanted to get to know me better, and actually showing to be very attentive and gallant. So I just went for it. Driven by an stupid impulse, I went for it.
We took a taxi and got to his home.
He told me to undress and lie down on his bed. we made out more, and he then he took out his dick and told me to suck it. I did.
He said he wanted to fuck me, but I told him I wouldn't want to do that. He insisted, eventually trying to force it. He forced his dick in me before I could repel him, and he wasn't wearing a condom. Eventually he backed off, and fortunately contented himself to just jerking us off from there on.
He fell asleep. I couldn't. In the morning, I woke him up telling him I'd have to go. He got up, I got dressed and he opened the door. I left.
He, standing there, not saying a word. I even think I said goodbye. He didn't.
And that was my first time with a guy. I don't really know what to make out of it, but to say it FUCKING sucked.
I feel bad. Really bad, for real... Fuck!
I know I should have known better and whatnot.
I just figured I'd feel better if I could share how I feel. And how I feel.. Man, I feel repulsion, like the girl in the Polanski film.

























