7. "The nightclub was packed..."
Female • 17 years old • New York City
It was a blistering cold January night in 1989, and The World nightclub was packed with drag queens, homeboys, and all sorts in between. In typical Saturday night fashion, my homegirls and I were dancing and soul-clapping the night away to tracks like "I'll House You," "Jack Your Body," and "Work It to the Bone." I was in the middle of bustin' a move when SJ approached.
Illustration by Thomas Pitilli |
SJ wasn't my boyfriend, but I wished he was. To seventeen-year-old me, he was as exotic as they came: Italian and Jewish from Bensonhurst, crazy green eyes bordered by Ken Wahl-esque brows and even crazier thick, full lips. I loved everything about him — his "danger", his club connections, and how he knew all the rhymes to "Ain't No Half Steppin'" by Big Daddy Kane. But, mostly, I loved his scent, a blend of Obsession for Men, weed, alcohol, and sweat. We'd danced a bit when he leaned in and whispered, "We gonna chill later, right?" Then, off he went, plying his trade to the party-going smokers and sniffers. I turned back to my friends and grinned like an idiot, much to their irritation. None of them liked him.
A few hours later, closing time was fast approaching and my friends wanted to go home. But I impatiently awaited SJ's return. Leaving now was not an option. "What are you gonna do? Stay here?" Mira screeched. "Look at that fucking line for fucking coat check."
Just then, SJ surfaced from behind me and slipped his arms around my waist. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine," I said, and shooed them goodbye. The bouncers made their final rounds, clearing out the club, ignoring the two of us as we sat on a couch — SJ had carte blanche with club management because he brought in so much business. I was already giddy from a night's worth of complimentary Sex on the Beaches, so a couple of tokes from the joint he'd rolled rendered me thoroughly zooted.
I started to shiver and he asked, "You cold? We gotta fix that." He pulled me up onto his lap, facing him, and we started to make out. When I felt his jimmy perk up, I reached down for it, and he said, "Let's go upstairs." We climbed two floors up, to the far corner of a balcony, and continued our groping session. As he pulled down my biker shorts and his track-suit bottoms, I searched my baby brother's Ninja Turtles lunch box, which doubled as my party bag, and produced a rubber.
After months of heavy petting, I couldn't believe it was about to actually happen. I was petrified, and I'd always imagined my first time being just a little more romantic, but I was excited, too. He fumbled to put the condom on and subsequently fumbled to put his penis in. When he did, I saw stars. I gasped and trembled in pain as my hands clutched onto the back of his neck. Nothing had ever hurt as much as this. "It's okay, baby," he murmured. Not really, I thought. After a few moments, he moaned and was still, then stepped backward. I felt a hot liquid trickling down my leg. I feared the condom had broken, but in the dimness, I could see that it was blood. "I'm bleeding," I said blankly.
He grabbed napkins from behind a deserted bar. "Why you always bleedin' every time we chill?" harking back to a night he'd stolen a box of tampons from the now defunct Store 24 on Greenwich, after I'd explained to him why he couldn't put his hand down my pants. We pulled up our clothes. I really wanted a cigarette, not in the clichéd post-coital way, but for something to do while my mind replayed what had just happened. When I lit one he said, "That's a real nasty habit." I looked back at him, dazed as he took the cigarette from my mouth and took one long drag.
In the coat-check room, we discovered that my coat had been stolen. My eyes welled with tears. He chuckled and said, "Aww, don't cry, girl. I'll find something in the office. Mad people be leaving things here." When he emerged, he handed me a tattered and matted black-velour cape. I put it on.
We got outside, and the sun was coming up, but it was still freezing. He put his arm around my shoulders and we walked towards 1st Avenue silently until he offered to buy me breakfast at McDonald's. I shook my head. All I wanted to do was to go home, take a shower and put on the flannel PJs mommy got me for Christmas. Oh, shit, mommy! She was gonna shit bricks. She was definitely up and getting ready to go to work. Man, I hadn't thought of that.
My mind reeled. "You have money?" he asked. I didn't. "Why you go out with no loot? That's not safe." He pulled out his wad of cash, handed me some money and hailed a cab, telling the driver, "Yo, take this girl to the Bronx, all right?" Before the driver pulled out, SJ tapped on the back window. "If you go out this week, give me a beep." I went out, I saw him, I beeped him, but he never called back.
NEXT: "We wandered around West Philly in the rain, looking for a good place..."
Commentarium (60 Comments)
this is great. The Hasidic one is my favorite
Perfect sex in a hammock sounds good on paper. But man, being on bottom while merely making out was a bit wobbly. I give them props for making this happen.
Another case of how religion makes things crap.
you fucking bitch. i probably dont sound like in right now but(t) im catholic. bitch. bitch. bitch.
you fucking bitch. i probably dont sound like in right now but(t) im catholic. bitch. bitch. bitch.
you fucking bitch. i probably dont sound like in right now but(t) im catholic. bitch. bitch. bitch.
Catholic scum
LOL. That was the saddest story I've ever read, how wrong that is!
'Rocky' is an idiot.
Glad to know I'm the only one who didn't loose their virginity as a teenager... :-\
No you're not Steve.
You are definitely not the only one Steve :)
Totally not the only one, Steve.
feel the pain of others
You waited until you were a teenager?
The second story that ended with handcuffs must have been from a long time ago. If something like that happened today there would be sex offender charges thrown in there instead of just a misdemeanor.
The second story with police happened to me and my girlfriend before. The cop was a total dick telling me to "get the f*** out of here, you disgust me" and "How dare you take advantage of this girl like this". It was pretty rediculous how bad they were trying to make it look. I was 19 and she was 18. Not my first time having sex, but I can relate to the story.
Wish the illustrations had a bit more diversity when the narrator's features weren't explicitly described.
its so sad for the last story
:(
The 4th story is beautiful and sad and lovely and so well-written.
Yeah, no you're not Steve.
Great stuff, but would be nice to include at least one boy-boy or girl-girl first timer.
agreed.
yeah, it's weird that this is mostly white people illos with the only non-white being... the prostitute? :( and let's get some successful queer stories in here. reflect the rest of us a bit more?
Mine's closest to the hammock...but I was 25... :-D
I would have expected at least one story to involve vehicular sex.
This Gets me hard
My wife and I waited till we got married to have sex,we had sex 1 time on our honeymoon.I thought it was the greatest ever,,.she said that she would never do that again..and she did not...You should have sex before you get married to make sure you both like it,
I am sex men
So im a 19 year old male and a virgin. ive gotten a BJ once but i dnt count that as sex... It gets to me sometimes that i am when most 0of my friends arent. Sometime i dnt want it to be random. I want it to be with someone i care abt...but the way things are im just gonna have to go with a random person......
James may
Noo, do not do that, "okay". It is called peer pressure. Just keep cool and don't do anything rash like that. Wait for "the" person. :)
i had my first time tody! it was amazing....
i had my first time tody! it was amazing....
I believe that what matters the most is 1) you love them, 2) they love you, and 3) you don't regret it later. I regret the first time, even though we waited over a year. However my bf now (he's my second) and I did it after almost 3 months, and it was the first time I had ever made love. My only regret is I wish I had saved myself for him <3
these stories are great, they all seem pretty realistic! The one in the hammock reminds me of my first time the most though.
The last story... it's wonderful. It's like a story from an old literature book. It makes me sad but it makes me aware of how wonderful it is to be young and carefree.
Good stories! Thumbs up
The last story... it's wonderful. It's like a story from an old literature book. It makes me sad but it makes me aware of how wonderful it is to be young and carefree.
Good stories! Thumbs up
The last story... it's wonderful. It's like a story from an old literature book. It makes me sad but it makes me aware of how wonderful it is to be young and carefree.
Good stories! Thumbs up
That a very intresting story and by intresting I mean weird but a very good lesson
Is it usually normal to have sex as a 10 year old? my younger sister is 10 and has had sex could it be possible to have a 10 year old and a 10 year old have sex?
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ithink im gonna have my first time soon. my boyfriend and i are ready. wonder how kiny it'll be ;)
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Wow
this thing make me horny
this one make mee horny
I am a man" and I think that you are not a Hor slut ETC you are a young beautiful woman who happened to lose her virginity to a nice young man. You should have married him he loved you I can tell live your life how you want to But youl find him one day?
My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year but we want to wait until we're both 15 (about another year) for our first time. I'm really excited. My favorite story was the hammock one, it was so romantic.
Geez people! You should really wait until your married. If your religion says to wait, then wait. Don't have sex, because you might end up breaking up. It's not uncool to wait, if anything, it is extremely cool. But, if you ended up with the person you did it with, then I guess it's not that bad. But please people, just try to wait for marriage. Don't give in to peer presure. Please be strong. Don't be a hater on me just because I think people should wait for marrige. Just say that you don't agree. That's all you have to do. Well I guess I'm done here.
My current darling was my first time.
We went to school together for 6years straight not saying a word to each other. But by our last year of school he developed this crazy sudden jolt of interest in me. The first time we kissed it was the best first kiss I ever had. It was at a costume party and he was a tradie (slang for tradesman in Australia) and I was dressed as a 1960's lady. We kissed on a trampoline and slow danced on a dance floor fueled with heavy dance music. We were so zoned out by each other we didn't realize how out of place and ridiculous we looked.
After that kiss we started attending all the same teenage house parties. It was brilliant, we didn't even have to try to start any sort of mood. We knew we were going to get closer and closer each time we saw each other.
Then one party, funnily enough another costume party. I was wearing suspenders and a bowler hat and he had on this suave well fitting op-shop suit. He picked me up like a princess and carried me down some stairs outside, to the bottom of this very secluded grassy hill. As we kissed hands were everywhere. I wouldn't say I was as keen as him, I had never had sex before and he already knew of it's luxuries. He breathed all over my body and finally leaned into me and whispered 'Do you want to?' I just nodded. Before he was in he held himself right against me and said 'Don't worry, I'll look after you." and away we went.
I wouldn't say it was perfect, of course I was all 'ouch' under my breath, trying to disguise my displeasure with moans. But it was terribly sweet, he could of been all creepy and dirty talked, but instead he would say between pants 'are you okay?' 'is this alright?' We must of been down there for hours, because we got back to the party and everyone was gone. As we walked out of the party he said 'next time, we will try this in a bed."
Now older, we still have sex adventures. And on the nights where we don't have to worry about work the next day, we have 'sex marathons'. Oh, and no costumes needed anymore!
54swOK Sometimes I also see something like this, but earlier I didn`t pay much attention to this...
u3FX4H Cool! You have answered. I'll take a quote! The meaning of life and everything else. Decided. No kidding...
random name, idk y, but i like 9 best.
Had my first time today. It was painful but amazing none the less c:
am 18 me and my girlfriend had sex for the first time last night it was wonderful
Doing. It for the. First time with my bf/ best friend since preschool ( same person) on Friday I'm nervouse but ready =•3
I agree.......
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