First Contact 🚀| The Horny Post | 8/2/24 (Patreon)

Pre-Note: This Horny Post is 1 day early to accommodate for The Horny Podcast Episode 7 coming out on August 3rd.

I have told the story of how I lost my virginity, but now it is time to show the story of how I lost something much more precious: my first sexual contact.

I should preface this post with Texas State Law, so that when you learnt this story you do not think I was a victim, as I was not. In Texas, the legal age of consent is 17.

When I was 17, I got onto Grindr: an app for gay men to date and hook up with each other. I never went to High School so I never had any sexual contact whatsoever. Not a kiss, a hand hold, a rub, nothing. I was very pent up and wanted something. Something to make me feel like I mattered. I had grown to believe that I needed a man's attention to matter.

I searched for someone to love me, too ignorant to understand what Grindr really was. After getting many dick pics a man who bore my name contacted me. His name was Matthew, going by Matt... just like my father 💀He worked in the TV industry and did things like filming the World Series. He was also in his 40s...

We agreed to meet up at a park near me. I waited until my family went to see a movie in the theatre and walked a few blocks down. We only planned to meet up in a public place and not really anything else. I told him I'd be holding a black umbrella and the moment I arrived he was there.

God, I was so scared. But excited? And horrified? Jesus Christ, he looks even older in real life! What am I doing? Ah!

He approached me and introduced himself properly. And asked if I would be comfortable in his car. I said yes, as any insecure 17 year old would. We talked. We had a good talk. I don't remember what we talked about, but it was pleasant. Then he grabbed my hand. 🔥⚡ My body lit with something new. It was the best sensation I had ever experienced in my life at that point and ever since. It was warm and electrifying. Sweet and sensual. Comforting and sexual. Then he moved his hand to my outer thigh and rubbed it. It was rather innocent all things considered. I had never been touched so intimately before by anyone. It was the first time I felt true sexual chemistry.

Things got ruined when he wanted to kiss me. I said yes, and it was awful. Something just wasn't clicking. After we finished, I left. And I never saw him again.

He would message me sometimes, and I told him that he was too old. The truth is I was too embarrassed to see him again. Eventually, he stopped messaging me.

I feel regretful that my first sexual experience was with a random man. That it wasn't shared with someone I cared about. First contact is something precious and should be saved for someone you care for. It was my choice, but sometimes I feel like I was robbed of my first sexual experience and now can never get it back.