Semi Virgin


Yeah, you read it right. I did it! I totally did it!

It was probably the biggest disappointment of my life. Every image, every expectation, shattered….ruined. I met this guy on this gay dating website (yes, I know sad) and from there we got around chatting and then exchanged numbers. And then texts followed, both of us wanted to meet up and have “fun” (His words not mine). This all may seem like a process but all of it took just one hour. So I met him this Sunday, 23rd. Before I tell you what actually happened on this date/fun-date, let me enlighten you with why I chose this guy. 9 inches. If anyone has been reading my blog, he/she would understand my obsession with this measurement. Isn’t it weird that before telling his name and asking for mine that guy showed me his dick? Yes, it was exactly 9 inches, no exaggerations.

We met. Native Hyderabadi, as tall as me, 6 feet, and medium built. If ever I had seen him somewhere, anywhere, I wouldn’t have given him a second glance but at that point of time all I could think was ‘Fuck, he has 9 inches; shit I am a virgin, crap I didn’t get any condoms, crap! I have only 6.5’. I went ahead with it. We talked for a while, completely random, I don’t even remember, and then we went to my room (I had rented one for the weekend).

He switched on the television, wanted to see some stupid cricket match! Well, we got naked, and gosh! That 9 inches! We started kissing. It was weird. Isn’t your first kiss supposed to make you feel that the world has stopped spinning? To make you forget everything else? To get your heart racing? To be so involved that you forget breathing? No, nothing happened. He was the worst kisser ever. His hands weren’t behind my back or anywhere for that matter. He never touched my face with his fingers. He never looked me in my eyes. Silly me, I didn’t stop even then. I got down to give him BJ. And it was disgusting!! It was so freaking big, I choked on it. He wasn’t even looking at me! He didn’t moan, even once. And when with great difficulty I went deepthroat he said ‘oh shit! A 6!’ (Cricket match). That would be a slap on the face on any prudent person….not me….i  was am a dickhead. I continued. Still. When I proceeded with my dick towards his mouth, he stopped me and said, ‘Dude, I don’t do oral’. Wtf? ‘Are you straight or something?’ Well to cut the crap and get to the bottom line, he gave me a bj with a condom on (Soo not hot, please NEVER and I mean NEVER give a BJ to any guy with a condom on, NOT worth it), came in my mouth. And then just left.

Oh! Anal you ask? I am a virgin, remember? I am a semi-virgin now. When he started doing it, argh! The pain!! The agony! I couldn’t do it. He tried it with 2 condoms but whenever he tried to push it in, I just couldn’t deal with the pain. So yeah, semi virgin. And of course, he was a top so I couldn’t do him. So this was my first. Some people's first(s) involves so much intimacy, passion, lust if not love. I cannot believe I wasted my first time on him. The whole idea of this blog seems so stupid now. I don’t want random hook ups ever. At this point, I want to mention my BFF, who after coming to know what happened with me, explained me what actually is wrong with my head and thank you( even though you may never read this my best friend). I feel so stupid now. Can’t believe it took such a horrid experience to make me realize that. I’ll spare you gruesome details…it involved me puking out his cum and pubic hair later….well let’s just not go there.  Earlier I thought that I had reached that stage in my life, where I was thoroughly convinced that I’ll just go with the flow, just live in the moment, not wait for anyone, not chasing love but getting struck by it whenever it’s supposed to strike me. But I was wrong about myself. 

I can see clearly now.

Comments

  1. Phunk FactorJanuary 27, 2011 at 11:35 PM

    Hooking up like truly takes alot of gut and even those who have hot hot hot steamy sex don't get it like that on the first go....it's something that comes with practice!!

    Secondly sex is never perfect..it's never how smooth u see in porn...real sex is awkward and it's clumsy..i've done about seven or eight times...and I can say I always did something stupid...it's something u get hang of as u do it!

    Whether u plan on doing lotsa NSA fun or u plan to get involved...that's ur decision...bt sex with someone u love is better...it's not jst ding-dong nemore...it's feelings involved....bt what u do next...is ur decision!

    And he wasn't interested in you...if he was watching the cricket match while u blew him u shud've tossed him out on his skinny ass at tht very moment! He wasn't into u....or at least he was more into the match than you!

    And lastly...even if hooking up...get to kno the guy some more before u actually decide to make the move!

    P.S. 9 inches?! Holy F*ck! I'm scared of nething more than 7....i can tolerate an 8 but nothing more than that!

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 28, 2011 at 11:37 PM

    My 1st time was hopeless too. It hurt when he tried to push it in and I nearly walked out. It gets better later. Lots of guys who write about fabulous first times are either lying or suffer from selective amnesia. Hook ups can be hot, but take work on the part of both men - lazy guys that are more into cricket when they could be sucking dick make for a bad hook up.

    It's perfectly possible to take 9 inches, I have done it on multiple occasions. ;)

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  3. Desi.Underground.GayFebruary 3, 2011 at 10:13 PM

    @PF i know!!! clumsy YES
    Such an Ahole that guy was....terrible
    @Marvin haha....good good...glad to know that you get used to 9 inches...but no the most i am gonna go for now will be 7 or 7.5

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  4. AnonymousJune 19, 2012 at 2:24 PM

    I think you should write more.

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