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Lost my virginity to my boyfriend of five months last night (he’s 16, I’m 15). Promised I wouldn’t tell anyone because he’s a very private person but I had to get it out so you’re all my new best friends. We were too f****** dumb to grab a condom (even though we had one). Started out doing 69 (first time doing that as well, kind of uncomfortable but whatever), and he ended up f****** me from behind with half of me hanging off the bed lmao. Lasted like 30 seconds which was to be expected but it kinda hurt and I was kinda disappointed. Literally an hour later we fucked again missionary STILL NO CONDOM (because us teens are H****) and he lasted only (to be generous) three minutes. That’s my confession, never used this site before probably won’t use it again but I needed to get this out so I wouldn’t tell anyone.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.