I knew I had lost Beto, but what I didn’t realize was that I had lost my reputation too. We ended up breaking up shortly after that. I knew it didn’t feel right, but I had promised. I wasn’t loudly sobbing or anything it was more like tears were running uncontrollably down my face. I remember crying through the whole thing. Through our many ups and downs, Beto and I were still “together.” He made me hold up my end of the bargain. It never got me off though, so please, stop kidding yourselves ok… it doesn’t work for all girls. And it took a while to become even somewhat enjoyable. Seeing as we had a year to wait, I thought it was the right thing to do… for him.Īt first it hurt, then it didn’t. He said that if it was in the butt, it didn’t count.
Specifically, he taught me about anal sex. In the mean time, Beto taught me many things. I told myself that I needed to be 17 before I let it go. I told him that I would NOT have sex with him unless we dated for a year. Shortly after, Beto decided he wanted to make me his girlfriend. I didn’t want to spoil the game or look uncool. I did it partly because I was scared, and partly because I was embarrassed. I tried to collect myself and decided to brush off the whole incident. Well, I thought, if he says nothing happened, then nothing happened. I looked over at Beto and asked “what where you trying to do?” Did that split second mean that I lost my virginity? At 16? My life was over. He pulled his penis out and proceeded to shove it into me. He shut the door behind me, and before I could even fathom what was going on he had my pants off. My mom agreed to drop me off at his house after meeting his mother and ensuring that we were under adult supervision.Īs soon as my mom pulled away, Beto had me in his room. He invited me to a pre-season Laker game. The first time I spent with Beto, a Senior, away from school was around Christmas time of my Junior year. He calmed me down and explained to me that the blood wasn’t his. I almost fainted but managed to scream out “are you ok?” I asked what was wrong and looked under his sweatshirt. I noticed that he was holding his side above his ribcage. The entire high school was assembled on the football field. One day at public school, there was a fire drill. To illustrate an example of the type of boy this was, I will tell a brief story. But that night on the bus he made me listen to Dilated Peoples on his walkman. Beto, what everyone called him for short, was El Salvadorian, tattooed and gang affiliated. I didn’t know at the time, but he had already claimed me weeks prior. My attraction would soon switch to artists and musicians, but I’ll tell all in time.Īnyway, on our way home from the first away game in Glendale, he, we’ll call him Roberto, guard on the team, decided to sit next to me on the bus. I was always attracted to the athletes back then. I had watched lots of basketball being played, even then. Fresh from the innocence and shelter of private school, thrown into the mean streets of L.A. He was also the coach and I think he felt bad seeing me sit all alone every day. To make a long story short, my Chemistry teacher asked if I would like to keep stats for the boys varsity basketball team. I hope we can be friends again one day.įor reasons relating to family and thus not fun to blog about, I had to move from private Christian prep school to public school in Los Angeles. All in all a good time, not the best, but hey, I’ve got my whole life ahead of me. Just like a 50 year old couple ]We’re not together anymore, we’re hardly even friends. We agreed that the shower idea wasn’t going to work and we turned on some stand up and went to sleep together. Afterward we tried to take a shower together but the shower head in the apartment was seriously only about five feet up, too short for him or I, and it spouted cold water. I didn’t have an orgasm despite all the things he did. It was painful at first but I didn’t bleed. He did everything I suppose a guy could do (cough cough hands cough cough mouth) and then went in for the kill. He put on Murder by Death and we made out for a long time before getting down to business to defeat the Hunns.
#My first time storys movie
A half hour in we started making out and he paused the movie and we went into his room. After everyone left he put on Drag Me to Hell and we started watching the movie. The next day we hung out with everyone, played Cranium, normal stuff. Nothing happened that night but I pretty much knew what was going to go down. He invited me to sleep in his room and I did. The first night I was there there were other people there. Our relationship had never been strictly platonic. (please make this anonymous) I was visiting a friend who was a couple years older than me who had just broken up with a long term girlfriend.
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