Youth may be wasted on many things, but not on the sex bloggers in today's Sex Blog Roundup: in this installment, we comb their memories for tales of first experiments with changing bodies as well as the temptation to do what even the kids know to be a big mistake. While the youngsters in them ponder May-December romances and shoo chicken hawks away, their grownup sides weigh in with memories of their salad days and ponder their own continued fixation on youth.
Take a walk down memory lane with Jefferson after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson
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Trust me, this is something I've been thinking about. One time when we were drunk Jill told me I could. But we were drunk and that was before our little fling. I've been debating telling her because I know her dad isn't going to tell her. I can see this ruining our friendship. And I'm debating whether one night with him is worth losing her forever.
- Anal Amy
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When I squirt, gush, come, whatever, I feel it from deep inside, from the top wall of my insides. Gadget can also verify that I come from deep inside and that when the "come" is investigated, its thick, white and sticky . . . like semen. Scary for me when I was about twelve and looking down at my middle finger which had been employed at the task at being inside of my when I flicked my clit to orgasm. When I went to the doctor a few weeks later I asked her if I was totally female because of the squirting episode.
- Allegory of a an Underage Femme Fatale
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Early Masturbation Experiences
I can also remember going for a walk once and needing to pee. I had walked quite a distance and was in a fairly secluded spot. There were no people around and I had ventured off the walking trail. After answering the call of nature, I sported an erection. I'll bet it is no contest what happened next? That was the first time I masturbated in public. Jerking off in public feels a little different to when you are at home. Your heart pounds faster, the nerves seem to amplify the orgasm a bit as well. It kicked off my interest in every now and then not being closed off in my house to have a wank.
- Wank Log
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I remember, even at a young age, coming up with excuses and impossible tasks, of which the failure to complete them meant I had to masturbate that evening. I would "punish" myself by forcing myself to orgasm. And often, I would choose to fail on purpose. And I would decide to treat myself very strictly, because I had failed.
- Lavender
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The Guy I Should Be Looking For
The emotional pull to something I've already decided does not make sense . . . why? I don't understand it. Is it the American culture that glorifies youth? An acquaintance from Europe recently explained to me how shocked he was at the obsession with youth that American gay men have. At thirty-three, he is routinely told he is too old. "That would never happen in Europe . . . I would be sought out by younger guys," he lamented.
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