Craig Rodwell and his partner Fred Sargeant took the opportunity the morning after the first riot to print and distribute 5, leaflets, one of them reading: Not everyone in the gay community considered the revolt a positive development. To many older homosexuals and many members of the Mattachine Society who had worked throughout the s to promote homosexuals as no different from heterosexuals, the display of violence and effeminate behavior was embarrassing.
Randy Wicker , who had marched in the first gay picket lines before the White House in , said the "screaming queens forming chorus lines and kicking went against everything that I wanted people to think about homosexuals On Wednesday, however, The Village Voice ran reports of the riots, written by Howard Smith and Lucian Truscott, that included unflattering descriptions of the events and its participants: Also in the mob of between and 1, were other groups that had had unsuccessful confrontations with the police, and were curious how the police were defeated in this situation.
Another explosive street battle took place, with injuries to demonstrators and police alike, looting in local shops, and arrests of five people. Christopher Street shall be liberated. The fags have had it with oppression. The feeling of urgency spread throughout Greenwich Village, even to people who had not witnessed the riots. Many who were moved by the rebellion attended organizational meetings, sensing an opportunity to take action. Since , the pickets had been very controlled: When two women spontaneously held hands, Kameny broke them apart, saying, "None of that!
The hand-holding couples made Kameny furious, but they earned more press attention than all of the previous marches. People who had felt oppressed now felt empowered. One of his first priorities was planning Christopher Street Liberation Day. Although the Mattachine Society had existed since the s, many of their methods now seemed too mild for people who had witnessed or been inspired by the riots. Mattachine recognized the shift in attitudes in a story from their newsletter entitled, "The Hairpin Drop Heard Around the World. That's the role society has been forcing these queens to play. Previous organizations such as the Mattachine Society, the Daughters of Bilitis , and various homophile groups had masked their purpose by deliberately choosing obscure names.
The rise of militancy became apparent to Frank Kameny and Barbara Gittings —who had worked in homophile organizations for years and were both very public about their roles—when they attended a GLF meeting to see the new group. A young GLF member demanded to know who they were and what their credentials were. Gittings, nonplussed, stammered, "I'm gay.
That's why I'm here. Four months after they formed, however, the group disbanded when members were unable to agree on operating procedure. Within six months of the Stonewall riots, activists started a citywide newspaper called Gay ; they considered it necessary because the most liberal publication in the city— The Village Voice —refused to print the word "gay" in GLF advertisements seeking new members and volunteers.
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When Bob Kohler asked for clothes and money to help the homeless youth who had participated in the riots, many of whom slept in Christopher Park or Sheridan Square, the response was a discussion on the downfall of capitalism. The GAA was to be entirely focused on gay issues, and more orderly. Their constitution started, "We as liberated homosexual activists demand the freedom for expression of our dignity and value as human beings. City councilmen were zapped, and Mayor John Lindsay was zapped several times—once on television when GAA members made up the majority of the audience.
Raids on gay bars did not stop after the Stonewall riots. The Stonewall Inn lasted only a few weeks after the riot. By October it was up for rent. Village residents surmised it was too notorious a location, and Rodwell's boycott discouraged business. The march took less than half the scheduled time due to excitement, but also due to wariness about walking through the city with gay banners and signs. Although the parade permit was delivered only two hours before the start of the march, the marchers encountered little resistance from onlookers.
Frank Kameny soon realized the pivotal change brought by the Stonewall riots. An organizer of gay activism in the s, he was used to persuasion, trying to convince heterosexuals that gay people were no different than they were. When he and other people marched in front of the White House, the State Department, and Independence Hall only five years earlier, their objective was to look as if they could work for the U.
Although he was stunned by the upheaval by participants in the Annual Reminder in , he later observed, "By the time of Stonewall, we had fifty to sixty gay groups in the country. A year later there was at least fifteen hundred. By two years later, to the extent that a count could be made, it was twenty-five hundred. Similar to Kameny's regret at his own reaction to the shift in attitudes after the riots, Randy Wicker came to describe his embarrassment as "one of the greatest mistakes of his life".
Many new activists consider the Stonewall uprising the birth of the gay liberation movement. Certainly it was the birth of gay pride on a massive scale. Within two years of the Stonewall riots there were gay rights groups in every major American city, as well as Canada, Australia, and Western Europe. This was illustrated during the Stonewall rally when, moments after Barbara Gittings exuberantly praised the diversity of the crowd, feminist activist Jean O'Leary protested what she perceived as the mocking of women by cross-dressers and drag queens in attendance.
During a speech by O'Leary, in which she claimed that drag queens made fun of women for entertainment value and profit, Sylvia Rivera and Lee Brewster jumped on the stage and shouted "You go to bars because of what drag queens did for you, and these bitches tell us to quit being ourselves! O'Leary also worked in the early s to exclude trans people from gay rights issues because she felt that rights for trans people would be too difficult to attain.
O'Leary later regretted her stance against the drag queens attending in I would never pick on a transvestite now. How could I work to exclude transvestites and at the same time criticize the feminists who were doing their best back in those days to exclude lesbians? They staged a protest in at the Second Congress to Unite Women, and earned the support of many NOW members, finally gaining full acceptance in The growth of lesbian feminism in the s at times so conflicted with the gay liberation movement that some lesbians refused to work with gay men.
Many lesbians found men's attitudes patriarchal and chauvinistic, and saw in gay men the same misguided notions about women as they saw in heterosexual men. In a Lesbian Pride Rally was organized as an alternative to sharing gay men's issues, especially what Adrienne Rich termed "the violent, self-destructive world of the gay bars". For me it hurts the most not in the female arena, but the gay arena.
Throughout the s gay activism had significant successes. At a conference on behavior modification , during a film demonstrating the use of electroshock therapy to decrease same-sex attraction, Morris Kight and GLF members in the audience interrupted the film with shouts of "Torture! Fryer , a gay psychiatrist who wore a mask, because he felt his practice was in danger. In December —in large part due to the efforts of gay activists—the APA voted unanimously to remove homosexuality from the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual.
Gay men and lesbians came together to work in grassroots political organizations responding to organized resistance in A coalition of conservatives named Save Our Children staged a campaign to repeal a civil rights ordinance in Dade County, Florida. Save Our Children was successful enough to influence similar repeals in several American cities in However, the same year a campaign in California called the Briggs Initiative , designed to force the dismissal of homosexual public school employees, was defeated.
The Stonewall riots marked such a significant turning point that many aspects of prior gay and lesbian culture , such as bar culture formed from decades of shame and secrecy, were forcefully ignored and denied. Historian Martin Duberman writes, "The decades preceding Stonewall What traits are the results of oppression and what are healthy and authentic? The roles returned for some women in the s, although they allowed for more flexibility than before Stonewall.
Author Michael Bronski highlights the "attack on pre-Stonewall culture", particularly gay pulp fiction for men, where the themes often reflected self-hatred or ambivalence about being gay. Many books ended unsatisfactorily and drastically, often with suicide, and writers portrayed their gay characters as alcoholics or deeply unhappy.
These books, which he describes as "an enormous and cohesive literature by and for gay men", [] have not been reissued and are lost to later generations. Dismissing the reason simply as political correctness, Bronski writes, "gay liberation was a youth movement whose sense of history was defined to a large degree by rejection of the past.
The riots spawned from a bar raid became a literal example of gays and lesbians fighting back, and a symbolic call to arms for many people. Historian David Carter remarks in his book about the Stonewall riots that the bar itself was a complex business that represented a community center, an opportunity for the Mafia to blackmail its own customers, a home, and a place of "exploitation and degradation". Stonewall has been compared to any number of acts of radical protest and defiance in American history from the Boston Tea Party on.
But the best and certainly a more nearly contemporary analogy is with Rosa Parks' refusal to move to the back of the bus in Montgomery, Alabama, in December , which sparked the modern civil rights movement. Within months after Stonewall radical gay liberation groups and newsletters sprang up in cities and on college campuses across America and then across all of northern Europe as well.
Before the rebellion at the Stonewall Inn, homosexuals were, as historians Dudley Clendinen and Adam Nagourney write,. And like the holders of a secret, they had an advantage which was a disadvantage, too, and which was true of no other minority group in the United States. Unlike African Americans, women, Native Americans, Jews, the Irish, Italians, Asians, Hispanics, or any other cultural group which struggled for respect and equal rights, homosexuals had no physical or cultural markings, no language or dialect which could identify them to each other, or to anyone else But that night, for the first time, the usual acquiescence turned into violent resistance From that night the lives of millions of gay men and lesbians, and the attitude toward them of the larger culture in which they lived, began to change rapidly.
People began to appear in public as homosexuals, demanding respect. Historian Lillian Faderman calls the riots the "shot heard round the world", explaining, "The Stonewall Rebellion was crucial because it sounded the rally for that movement. It became an emblem of gay and lesbian power. By calling on the dramatic tactic of violent protest that was being used by other oppressed groups, the events at the Stonewall implied that homosexuals had as much reason to be disaffected as they.
Joan Nestle co-founded the Lesbian Herstory Archives in , and credits "its creation to that night and the courage that found its voice in the streets. I certainly don't see gay and lesbian history starting with Stonewall What I do see is a historical coming together of forces, and the sixties changed how human beings endured things in this society and what they refused to endure Certainly something special happened on that night in , and we've made it more special in our need to have what I call a point of origin The events of the early morning of June 28, were not the first instances of homosexuals fighting back against police in New York City and elsewhere.
Not only had the Mattachine Society been active in major cities such as Los Angeles and Chicago , but similarly marginalized people started the riot at Compton's Cafeteria in , and another riot responded to a raid on Los Angeles' Black Cat Tavern in The location of the raid was a factor: The most significant facet of the Stonewall riots, however, was the commemoration of them in Christopher Street Liberation Day, which grew into the annual Gay Pride events around the world.
The Stonewall Awards is an annual event by Stonewall held since to recognize people who have affected the lives of British lesbian, gay, and bisexual people. The middle of the s was marked by the inclusion of bisexuals as a represented group within the gay community, when they successfully sought to be included on the platform of the March on Washington for Lesbian, Gay and Bi Equal Rights and Liberation. Transgender people also asked to be included, but were not, though trans-inclusive language was added to the march's list of demands.
Estimates put the attendance at 1. Most large cities around the world now have some kind of Pride demonstration. Pride events in some cities mark the largest annual celebration of any kind. In June , the U. Department of the Interior designated 51 and 53 Christopher Street and the surrounding streets as a National Historic Landmark , the first of significance to the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community. In a dedication ceremony, Assistant Secretary of the Department of the Interior John Berry stated, "Let it forever be remembered that here—on this spot—men and women stood proud, they stood fast, so that we may be who we are, we may work where we will, live where we choose and love whom our hearts desire.
An editorial in the Washington Blade compared the scruffy, violent activism during and following the Stonewall riots to the lackluster response to failed promises given by President Obama; for being ignored, wealthy LGBT activists reacted by promising to give less money to Democratic causes.
The act was signed into law by Governor Andrew Cuomo on June 24, The Missouri Senate passed a measure its supporters characterize as a religious freedom bill that could change the state's constitution despite Democrats' objections, and their hour filibuster. This bill allows the "protection of certain religious organizations and individuals from being penalized by the state because of their sincere religious beliefs or practices concerning marriage between two persons of the same sex" discriminating against homosexual patronage.
Obama also referenced the Stonewall riots in a call for full equality during his second inaugural address on January 21, We, the people, declare today that the most evident of truths—that all of us are created equal—is the star that guides us still; just as it guided our forebears through Seneca Falls, and Selma, and Stonewall Our journey is not complete until our gay brothers and sisters are treated like anyone else under the law—for if we are truly created equal, then surely the love we commit to one another must be equal as well.
This was a historic moment, being the first time that a president mentioned gay rights or the word "gay" in an inaugural address. In , a marker dedicated to the Stonewall riots was included in the Legacy Walk , an outdoor public display in Chicago celebrating LGBT history and people. On May 29, , the New York City Landmarks Preservation Commission announced it would officially consider designating the Stonewall Inn as a landmark, making it the first city location to be considered based on its LGBT cultural significance alone. The designation, which followed transfer of city parkland to the federal government, protects Christopher Park and adjacent areas totaling more than seven acres; the Stonewall Inn is within the boundaries of the monument but remains privately owned.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Homosexuality Bisexuality pansexuality polysexuality Demographics Biology Environment. Academic fields and discourse. Queer studies Lesbian feminism Queer theory Transfeminism Lavender linguistics. When did you ever see a fag fight back? Now, times were a-changin'.
Tuesday night was the last night for bullshit Predominantly, the theme [w]as, "this shit has got to stop! You know, the guys there were so beautiful—they've lost that wounded look that fags all had 10 years ago. There was little open animosity, and some bystanders applauded when a tall, pretty girl carrying a sign "I am a Lesbian" walked by.
In , twenty states had 'sex psychopath' laws that permitted the detaining of homosexuals for that reason alone. In Pennsylvania and California sex offenders could be committed to a psychiatric institution for life, and [in] seven states they could be castrated. Where witnesses claim one woman who fought her treatment at the hands of the police caused the crowd to become angry, some also remembered several "butch lesbians" had begun to fight back while still in the bar.
At least one was already bleeding when taken out of the bar Carter, pp. Craig Rodwell in Duberman, p. I assume there was some sort of relationship between the bar management and the local police, so they really didn't want to arrest those people. But they had to at least look like they were doing their jobs. No print accounts of the riots by reliable sources cite Garland as a reason for the riot, although one sarcastic account by a heterosexual publication suggested it.
Although Sylvia Rivera recalls she was saddened and amazed by the turnout at Garland's funeral on Friday, June 27, she said that she did not feel like going out much but changed her mind later. Bob Kohler used to talk to the homeless youth in Sheridan Square, and said, "When people talk about Judy Garland's death having anything much to do with the riot, that makes me crazy.
The street kids faced death every day. They had nothing to lose. And they couldn't have cared less about Judy. We're talking about kids who were fourteen, fifteen, sixteen. Judy Garland was the middle-aged darling of the middle-class gays. I have now made it through a lifetime of not fucking and couldn't care less. I was 17 the first time I attempted, and in my early 20s the second time I attempted. Never tried it again.
I just can't handle bottoming. I'm very grateful my ex was perfectly happy to be the bottom in our relationship, and never expressed any interest in fucking me. I thought I would never bottom in my whole life A little bit at age 12 - me and a friend were playing around, didn't go far, but his dick was in my ass for a minute, so I guess that counts. He put a lot of effort into it but he was destined to be a bottom. Both smashed we fooled around then went to sleep.
Next morning he rolled over grabbed my ankles pushed my legs back and entered me. He was handsome, muscular and hot so I let him do it. My first and last time bottoming. After some unsuccessful attempts earlier, I bottomed for real having just turned I was living in London and could see across a guy across the mews fucking from time to time from my window.
I finally caught his eye and he motioned for me to come around to his block. I did and we fucked that night and the next. That started a long career of bottoming which eventually ended. However, I loved it for all those years. Getting fucked was for me nirvana. The first time I successfully bottomed I was 19 and it was with my boyfriend. He had tried topping me before but he had a big cock, 9 inches and pretty thick and it hurt too much it felt like he was trying to shove a pop can up my ass.
This time we were drinking and getting pretty drunk and he started fingering me and before I knew it he had loosened me up and was inside of me. We ended up fucking almost everyday for the next year, and once I got a new boyfriend I was kinda disappointed to learn that not every cock was that big and really missed that feeling of being totally filled up.
It was with my first long-term partner we were together 13 years. Then he started playing with my ass a lot, so I asked him if he was signaling he wanted to fuck me. He said yes but was afraid to rush it. I decided to try it. I started out by sitting on it. It hurt a lot that first time but I followed through.
He came really fast because I was so tight, so it was mercifully short in duration. The next day, it was like I could still feel him inside and I kept getting woodies over the thought of doing it again.
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When I got home that night from work, we started messing around and I said I wanted to do it again. We did it twice that night and I came both times. After that, it was all about being a bottom for me. I'm glad, though, I did it with someone I cared about, and he was really gentle and careful. I've heard horror stories from friends about their first time bottoming where guys were merciless and uncaring. I was the top mostly, but he was versatile and I wanted to know it felt like having him inside of me, to be closer. I think so many guys are uptight about it hurting that they tighten up.
If you want it and prepare for it, it can be amazing. I was 18 when I first got fucked. In college, way back in the '70's, I shared an apartment with a friend in a small gayborhood in a minor midwestern capital. Four apartments on the first floor of the eight unit building, and all occupied by gay tenants. If you stopped by on a Saturday afternoon, you might find all four front doors open as we moved about from flat to flat, all of us enjoying the freedom of hanging out together with other gay people.
It wasn't quite communal, but we certainly had each other's backs. One night, that was especially true for me. The man directly across the hall was an older guy, twice my age. He also performed in, and sometimes won, drag competitions in local bars. From the perspective of an 18 year old, this was very bold and gave him a prominent spot in the gay demimonde of my imagination.
One evening, we were hanging out in his apartment watching something on television and the conversation went right to sex. Not too long after it did, I was on my back with my legs in the air, receiving instruction in anal sex from an award winning drag queen. It was like a lecture demo. He took me through it from start to finish, including advice on lube, warming up the hole, relaxing, taking a load,, and washing up afterwards. An unusual introduction, to be sure. But after reading this thread, it seems a great way to start. We met at a local cruisy park and would meet up occasionally for me to blow him.
Hot man with a fat 8" dick. After a few hook ups he wanted to fuck me.
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It hurt like a motherfucker but once I got used to it, I loved it. We fucked around until I was 18 and left for college. I felt so grown up having this "relationship" with an older man. The number of guys commenting on here who got fucked by 8 or 9 inch cocks their first time out is very out of proportion to the percentage of 8 or 9 inch cocks in the general population. I'm probably not going out on a limb by saying it probably felt a lot bigger than it was because it was your first time.
Exactly six weeks into my freshman year at college. He was my art history instructor. Late 30's, tall, blond, muscular Danish guy with a large, uncut dick. I had never seen an uncut cock before. He was terrific in bed and taught me a lot. I thought we would spend the rest of our lives together. We fucked constantly - at his house, in the car between classes a Fiat convertible! Alas, a month later I was replaced with another wide-eyed novice.
I wonder how many of us he had? I've no regrets - it was a great introduction to the art of sex. The same year I met someone who could fuck me and make me cum hands-free. A perianal fistula in my 20's put an end to my bottoming. I haven't bottomed in years. But I remember what I learned as a bottom and try to be a great top. I dont remember it hurting, I guess because I really wanted to get fucked.
It hurt like hell the first time. He kept asking if he should stop. The feeling was intriguing enough for me to say, "Don't stop! It was two tops later that I found someone who topped me so wonderfully and passionately that I finally understood what the hullaballoo was all about. I was a sophomore in high school and had just turned Michael was captain of the school's football team and a senior.
He was cast in a lead in the school's musical production and asked for my help with the two songs he had to sing I played piano. I was accompanying him at his house and he was standing behind me reading the lyrics and he pressed against me. It was obvious that he was turned on. We were in bed within 2 minutes and he was inside me within another minute. For the duration of the production about 6 weeks , our code word was "Wanna rehearse? We never talked about it, and only nodded if we saw one another at school. He graduated a few weeks after the production and went off to college, got married and has been happy ever since from what I hear.
It was, however, the best fuck I have ever experienced and may have only been so because of the secrecy of what we were doing or because our Catholic School would have disapproved but I think the more interesting question is "what age did you bottom for the last time? Recently I've been chatting online with a guy who claims to be an anal virgin.
He hasn't had any luck getting anybody to change that. Here are the reasons why:. I've declined as the others have, but he keeps talking to me trying to get me to do it. He has a great body and a decent face. I don't mind the Asian part. I do mind the no-kissing, no-touching, no-sucking part.
I tried to explain to him about topping from the bottom but he didn't get it. Go to Jezebel and be with your own kind. Senior year high school. Went to gay bar downtown picked up a blond 26 year old. Went to his place, talked to his elderly landlady - intimidating to a not out teenager- and went to his top floor apartment in an old mansion. Hurt like hell and told him to get off. Find I like it more as I get older. My first attempt at bottoming was at I had fooled around with other guys in college, including topping them but never bottomed. There was a fear there - not so much about the act but more about what it would say about me, what it meant - you guys know what I mean.
Anyway, there I was at 25 in one of those old AOL chat rooms, started having direct convo with one guy who turned out to be a guy from another college I knew - our clubs used to play rugby - and yes we had fooled around after matches. All this play continues as we have some drinks and talk. I think he wants to fuck me! When it came time for the main event, he asks about lube, condoms. I am literally begging for his dick now and he obliged. Eventually the pleasure started to overcome the pain. It was a wonderful night and it was thanks to him I got over my fear of bottoming. He and I continued to play on occasion and actually wound up playing with different rugby clubs which always included some after match play - usually in his truck before the drink up.
But the more I did it, the more I wanted it! It was about 6 years later, I had been playing with a new buddy - tall really muscular smooth Latin who was into hairy white guys and was all top. He did not have a huge dick as one might think a Latin would but what he had, oh my did he know how to use it! It was thanks to him I experienced my first hands free cum and my first cum when soft. My interest in topping waned with him and I enjoyed being a bottom.
I still would top, but always made it clear I much preferred it on the bottom. And no, these are not paid companions. So, first time bottoming at 25, last time bottoming at 47 - last weekend with a younger friend with benefits who loves daddies who bottom. Who am I to deny him? Years later, at age 27, my then-boyfriend who was at the time pretty much a dedicated bottom ended up topping me one night, and much to my surprise I found it quite pleasurable He was very sweet and gentle and it was amazing. I can still smell the paints and brush cleaner to this day. There used to be a downtown hotel that had a bathroom in the basement where gays use to meet for sex.
I use to go there and suck duck all the time. There was a guy in his early 30s that I would meet and give him a blowjob. There was like a little room in the parking garage that people would go to for whatever they wanted to do. He asked me if I wanted to go in there so I said yes. We went in there, and he asked if he could fuck me. So we proceeded to do it. He was pretty big but he managed to get it In without it hurting much. It didn't take him long to cum cause he said I was so tight.
I think of him and wonder whatever happened to him. My first crush, he was so handsome. Yes indeed, we too use "cookies. I know we do!
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You can thank the EU parliament for making everyone in the world click on these pointless things while changing absolutely nothing. Otherwise, you'll just have to find some other site for your pointless bitchery needs. Inquiring Minds Want To Know! It was with this really hot neighbor guy. His name was Pat. I waited a long time. I still hate it.
Didn't like it much, but you do what you have to. THAT'S because being submissive means being in total control. Because if so, I was about 6 mos. He was 27, hairy Italian with a cute mustache. What's a "meth clown", R29? You don't want to know. Er, I meant to say "he was about Was everyone's first time miraculously clean?
Were you all just lucky? Not that clean, but not a filthy mess either. I thought that this was about bottoming for the fist time! But I leave it off my resume. I bought a vibrating dildo at age 18 and I've never Looked back. He was a bottom but I made him fuck me. A senior fucked the hell out of me, on request; smokin' hot. Like this couple for example..
They are cute though Several boyfriends later, I discovered the pleasures of bottoming. He was rough with me. And kinda cold afterwards, but he bought me a motorcycle. But, bottomed very few times, and haven't bottomed for many years. Just to add somethig: I am having my cherry popped for the first time as I type this. I'm cleaning my bathroom bowl. I lost my virginity at 18, but I was terrified to bottom. We are still friends today and he has the most amazing girlfriend. There had been some rumors about me giving a blowjob to a senior at school and he wanted to get some after he got a little buzzed.
I was in my room playing video games, he walked in, we chatted and he asked if I would mind blowing him. He was a hot college guy so I basically jumped on him. We ended up going all the way, he had planned that of course, had a buttload of lube in his bag, haha. I was 14, a freshman in high school and had decided to skip school that day because I knew my parents would be at work, and siblings would be at school.
I woke up at 8 am as soon as everyone had left and made a post on Craigslist. I put so much work, took tons of pictures, and even went as far to say my real age on the posting. After many emails and text messages later, I finally got my eye on a guy who seemed to be attractive. He was driving over from the university down the road, so I took that time to shower and prepare for my first time. I remember how nervous and shaken i was when I saw him lull onto my driveway.
He was a lot hotter in person. I let him in, and he asked where my room was. I turned on the tv for back ground noise the Wendy Williams show was on and we proceeded to undress and what not. I knew what to do from all the porn I had watched, and after a few minutes of foreplay, he was ready to go. I put a condom on him, and he went to town. I remember how painful it was the first time, especially since I was so young, and he was 10 years older than me, and had the biggest dong I had seen even on porn. It was over faster than I thought it would have. I showed him to the bathroom, he cleaned up, thanked me, and left.
He kept emailing me every day after that for the next few months, but I was too "traumatized" to reply. Years later I'm trying to get a hold of him, but have no luck. I don't even remember his name: My roommate in college did that, brought a 14 year old to our dorm room a couple of years ago and asked me to let him have the room.
I said sure, walked out and called the cops, he's serving 2 years right now, will be out in a couple of months. That is sick, I hope this experience didn't turn you into a predator like this guy, just because the child is willing doesn't make it okay. Three months ago with my first boyfriend, it was fun. It went from terrifying to awesome to terrifying to weird to mind-numbingly awesome.
It was at my place, he was all for waiting and I thought I would have to wait for my state to legalize gay marriage but he finally gave in and we did it on my roommates bed, by accident. I'm getting my head around this You could go to any Unitarian Minister or Quaker meeting house and be recognized as married.
The state has no power to command the sun to rise or the fish to spawn. Nor can they dictate when and where you can gather your friends and families together to make vows. They do have final say on administrative issues such as inheritance, hospital visitations, and estate rights. Those things are very important to couples that are older or in poor health. Sounds like they were toying with the quite traditional concept of "saving yourself for marriage"… but that makes even less sense for same sex couples who can't get legally married even if they want to than it does for the typical 21st century hetero couple.
I was a willing participant till he wanted to enter me. I repeatedly said "no" but he forced himself on me anyways. Well, here it goes. I was 16 and a junior in high school. This story requires a little background, so to start off, I was pretty much a loner struggling with my sexuality since I had my first crush in 5th grade. Didn't have ANY friends at all in middle school, and I had a lot of parental issues going on. My dad was way overprotective and nitpicky. My mom was a drug infested whoremonger. Opposite ends of the spectrum, they never got married and broke up on my first birthday.
When I got into highschool, I pretty much said fuck it and got myself some friends by opening up and I quit being such a pussy. I came out of the closet my Sophomore year. The people that I had made friends with were all talking about how they had sex and how they loved it. About how good it was. So, after about 9 month of putting up with listening to that I got on a dating website, lied about my age, attracted an older man and invited him over to my house when my dad was away on a business trip.
Worst mistake of my life. Told him to stop, of course he didn't. I haven't been clubbing since. And I went on a whorespree after my first encounter because I wanted to cover it up. The more sex, the less significant that time is, right? I was 18, was drunk and got picked up by a guy in the local bar. He was a real "bro," very masculine and straight-acting which I don't care about one way or another but you would have never guessed he was gay.
I honestly don't remember how we hooked up, but cut to us making out in the shadows outside, then the back of a car, then a brief blowjob outside in the dark, then eventually sex in a hotel. Not my proudest moment, but not that bad either I guess. He was older than me by a couple years, more muscular and reasonably handsome. He was top, and it was painful. I didn't rush back to that again any time soon. First time having sex with my first boyfriend was much better. And the first time having sex with my now long-term partner-soon-to-be-husband does the next year or so count?
My first GAY time was after having went out with some friends to a party senior year of high school. A few of us went back to a friend's parents house, super drunk. The dude's who's house it was gave his bed to a mutual friend and me. Said mutual friend was a super hot, "straight" jock. After I threw up from excessive alcohol consumption, I flop into bed with him.
We start talking a bit, the conversation takes a turn to the dirty. He eventually asks, "So, what are you packing down there? I respond, "Why don't you find out for yourself. It was super hot, even with puke breath. Got oral from a guy 16, a gay friend who kind of "turned me" even though I knew I was gay. To him it looked like he hooked a straight guy who has a gf. When I was Snuck out of my house. Picked up by 18 year old boyfriend.
Drove all the way across Atlanta to Buckhead. Went to his basement. Sex in the basement. Somehow ended up with small bruises on my dick afterward? Found out he was in three other relationships shortly thereafter. None of us knew about the others. I was 21, during my senior year of college. I met this younger guy he was 19 at the school's LGBT club, and he was pretty into me I guess and asked me on a date. We had dinner and drinks, then went back to his room to "hang out. So then he laid me down on his bed and blew me which was pretty great. When we got to the anal part, I had too much wine and was too nervous to stay hard for very long, haha.
So then I tried bottoming but had to stop him pretty quick because it hurt too much. He tried to finish me off by hand but that didn't work out either so we just went to bed without finishing, lol. We tried again in the morning but still nothing I'm 24, I've been holding out since forever because I've been waiting for a decent guy. Out of frustration recently, I agreed to hookup with some sleazy dude that was rubbing his junk on my leg on the train. I'm seeing him later. I don't know whether I should do it or not.
I gotta say, if there's a significant upside to this opportunity, it's escaped your description. Well, I've been holding out because I didn't want to have casual sex. I've never done it before. I only agreed to it because he's really handsome. I'm not sure how it's going to affect me when it's done. Well, you're an adult, and you don't need us second-guessing your decision. But sex is supposed to be fun and natural. I just quoted George Michael. So if it gets at all uncomfortable, I hope you listen to the voice in your head.
It's not like there's some trophy you get afterwards. You're gonna feel weird and nervous no matter what on your first time But, I would advise you to try to turn down the screaming noise of your hormones for a minute and listen to your heart hey, if he can quote George Michael, I can quote Roxette, right?
Make sure you're doing what you really want, for reasons that matter to you. He told mum we were playing hide and seek when she found us in there. Nearly had anal when i was about 14 with a friend i'd fool around with sometimes, tried to get it in, no cigar. You've never tried to top someone who wasn't ready? They clinch up like a fucking vice grip. I fooled around with some older dudes i met in the wake of a big ol' heart break.
Can't shake the feeling that it tainted me. I can think past it but can't feel past it. Boyfriend, really liked him. Got screwed over in the end but I love the guy and will never regret that we lost our virginities to each other. I was 17 and had a huge crush on this boy from the next town over. I sucked his dick in his friend's bathroom and I took to it like a fish to water.
His dick was frighteningly gigantic and for some reason was widest at the middle. On the night I lost my virginity, I don't remember if the guy threw up before or after he fucked me. My long distance boyfriend visited me here for a week. Best week of my life by far. The first time, I bottomed and it was fairly uncomfortable at first, but it got good at the end when I jerked myself off with him inside me.
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Finished him off with a handjob. I tried topping him but he was too tight and I wasn't hard enough to get it in and it started hurting him. Third time I bottomed was amazing. He came while inside me wearing a condom and I came seconds after. He had to go home yesterday though It was with the first boy I ever fell in love with. We had gone away for the weekend, it was in incredibly tender night. To this day it's still the single, strongest emotional pull I've ever felt.
I loved him so much man, and this was the act that proved it. Then he ignored me all the next day and pretended it never happened. While we were still away together. When I lost my anal virginity, it was with a guy I didn't like even a little. But I wanted the experience, so I had him come over, and we got a little drunk and did the deed.
It was tons of fun. And I've kind of never stopped having anal sex since. My first time with a guy was about 2 months ago. I met him online and talked for about 6 months before we finally met. I was so nervous when we finally decided to meet. I was almost shakin I was so nervous. Freshman year of high school I played football as center and was the only freshman that actually hit the field, got fairly close to the QB off-field I mean who was a senior. We'd text each for hours on end about random shit and one day I guess he just opened up not sure why and said his girlfriend thought he had a small dick.
I basically tried to console him and he eventually just sent me a pic and was like "Well, what do you think now". Told him he was average and he asked me for a pic, I didn't have one or a camera phone so he just asked me to show it to him later. Fast forward to the following monday during lunch we went to the bathroom in the new hall which is empty because it's on the other side of the building to the lunch room.
I pull it out he goes holy shit I am small I keep trying to reassure him he's not blah blah and he kisses me out of nowhere. Really it was a blur at this point but he ended blowing me and then I fucked him, really really rushed and not romantic in any way just really horny. He came just before the bell rang and I never did We basically ended up being fuck buddies, nothing romantic and he still was "straight" with a gf until he graduated and moved away.
I was 19 and living in Georgia, going to college.
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First boyfriend, but we hadn't had anal yet. So there's this big huge snowstorm. My brother and I drove out for a snowball fight, but the ride back was hell - we had to keep the windows open so we could see because the windshield was covered with snow coming down, and there were downed trees all over the place.
Anyway, he drops me at my apartment, freezing cold and wet no, this story does not involve me fucking my brother. I go up to my apartment planning to make myself some hot chocolate and grilled cheese Power was out, so we had no heat or cooking capabilities. I was cold and wet and tired and I was not having any of that. I called my boyfriend, asked if he had power, and when he said yes, informed him he would come pick me up. So we went back to his place and had tea and grilled cheese and tomato soup and then he put it in me while we watched the snow come down.
Before I started hooking up with dudes. I had only hooked up with like two girls. They weren't as memorable and I don't really count them anymore. And so begins story time:. I wasn't out and I was still confused about myself. I convinced myself it wasn't gay to get off with other dudes on cam. I started doing this when I was about Well, about a year later, I started talking to one dude who was two years younger than me. His name was Travis.
Pretty good looking guy, turns out he didn't live too far away. We were both horny as hell and decided to meet up at a mall that was located halfway between us. In hindsight, this could have been pretty dangerous, but I jumped right into his truck when I spotted him. He looked even hotter in person, tall white dude, brown, curly hair, fairly muscular, and he had a killer smile. We ended up driving to the empty bottom floor of the mall parking structure.
I was nervous as hell. I remember we were in his back seat and then he asked me what I wanted to do. I told him I hadn't done this before and I was kind of nervous. He said he hadn't really done this before either.
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He came in, kissed me, and we started making out. Whatever nervousness I had went away and we started making out like it would be the last time either of us would be ever doing this. I was blown away by how different it was than making out with a girl. I remember he came up, looked at me, and laughed.
He then said that it seemed like I knew what I was doing now. Our shirts started coming off and then bright lights illuminated his truck. There was someone knocking on the outside of the truck. A mall cop was telling us to open up the doors. I went from horny to scared shitless.
We got our clothes on as quickly as possible and we pretended that we were lost and looking through a map that Travis just grabbed out some random pocket in his truck. Incredibly stupid alibi, but that was all we had. I had a feeling the mall cop knew what was going on, he seemed a bit disgusted.
Luckily, he let us go. We drove off into some random dark neighborhood, the area was fairly safe. We got right back to making out, clothes came off, and we were jacking off together.