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Don’t listen to that f****** guy who said he’s 18 and worrying about dating. He said “If you’re 60 and never been with a girl/guy, you’re going to die alone” Let me just tell you this. Is that’s all that important to you? Dying alone? You don’t need another human being to complete you. You complete yourself first. You can’t expect someone to love you if you can’t love yourself, no one is gonna love you the way you think they would. There is plenty of other things to do in life than okay focus on love and losing your virginity. Cmon it’s a whole world with billions and billions of people. Just because you have never done anything all the way up to 18 or 60 doesn’t mean you won’t get too. That’s not how love works. Your time will come when you are ready for it. And to me you don’t seem ready, if you’re complaining about love and everything it will not come to you. There’s this couple who I know, he’s 22 and she’s 75 and they have been married since he was 18 and he loves her dearly and they are still doing everything “young couples” could do. You’re never too old to find love. It will come to you when you are ready. And maybe it won’t stay but it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all.. Your life is different from everybody elses. Okay?

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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.