Goth Boy
Number: 2
Length: 10.5 months
If I had to describe this relationship in three words, I would say: kinky, fun, and heartbreaking.
Number 2: Goth Boy
Goth Boy was my second ever serious boyfriend, and I met him at my first ever job. Back then I thought it was love at first sight, but now I know differently, and better: it was simply lust at first sight. I can still remember seeing his beaming smile for the first time. Dressed in the least flattering uniform in the world, my hair full…
Shy
Goth Boy and I waited for a while before we made the decision to sleep together. Or rather, I did and he patiently agreed. We didn’t really have much of a choice. After the disaster that was The Very First One my parents were on us like hawks, even more protective than they were before. Originally, I’d told my parents that Goth Boy was gay…
Blindfolded (My First Oral)
I thought I was nervous before Goth Boy put the makeshift blindfold on me, but it was nothing compared to how – or what – I felt afterwards. A mix of disorientation, nerves, anticipation, and trepidation soared through my veins, making every part of my body tremble violently – but I didn’t...
The Rock Club
Goth Boy didn’t just introduce me to new music, modified cars, and flares wide enough to soak up the Thames: he also introduced to a whole range of brand-new worlds… including The Rock Club. My sheltered (ish) head almost blew right off. Soundtrack: She Hates Me by Puddle Of Mudd. Boozy Background I was actually a little late to join the alcohol party (excusing the…
For I Have Sinned
Friends, I had just discovered make-up sex… and outdoor sex… and someone else-induced orgasms. Life would never be the same again. It’s what God and Jesus would’ve wanted. (Or I’m going to straight to hell.) Forgive me, father, for I have sinned...
The First Time I Did Anal
We’d never discussed the idea of anal. It had never even entered my head before. Goth Boy was only my second ever lover, so I was still getting to grips with my own sexuality – what I liked, didn’t like, etc. We’d messed around with some non-vanilla stuff, like spanking, scratching, tying up, blindfolding, and whatnot.
My First Heartbreak
10 months into my relationship with Goth Boy my worst nightmare came true, and I experienced my first heartbreak. (The first of many.) I can still remember the actual pain I felt in my heart when our relationship ended. That first devastating breakup really is something, huh?