Yesterday I had my first time with a really really hot 26 year old I had been talking to on Grindr. I'm 18, and I'd never done anything with a guy. Ever. Not even a kiss. I'd been talking to people on Grindr for a while, avoiding creeps and nothing good had come out of it. I'd even given up on it many times but I kept coming back to see if there were new guys to talk to.
So it all started a few weeks back, we'd been talking for about a month now, not regularly, and we'd planned to meet a few times but it never really worked out. At first I just made up things cause I didn't feel ready, and once we arranged to meet but the last thing I heard from him was that he was gonna get ready and text me, it never happened. The next day he said he'd fallen asleep and that he was really sorry but I decided it'd happened for a reason and decided to stop talking to him. A week passed and I'd already forgotten about him when he texted me, I didn't reply until the next day, and honestly one of the reasons I didn't feel like talking to him was that I didn't really feel he was that much into me, I'd made it clear I was a virgin and had no experience and I felt he was giving me this attitude of I'm way too cool for you. But once I replied he was like wow you replied I'm so happy you did, so that was surprising lol. One thing led to another and he said whether I wanted to meet that night, I honestly was very tired and decided that if I wanted to meet him it'd be when I felt it was the right moment, so I told him maybe we could meet throughout the week instead. I didn't hear from him all the week and my mind was somewhere else too the whole week. Now fast forward to Friday, yesterday, and that's when it gets interesting.
I had finished school early and went back home, I realized I didn't have anything planned for that night and some friends were leaving the city for a trip so I didn't really have anything to do, and didn't feel like staying home. I decided to give it a try and text him. He replied, to my surprise cause I didn't think he would, and we talked about meeting again. He said whether I wanted to meet tonight and I was like sure! So he told me he'd text me later.
After a couple of hours I got a message from him asking me if I still wanted to meet, so we arranged a place and a time. I was feeling nervous but just a bit, certainly not as much as the first time we were gonna meet when he hadn't showed up. I got ready and he asked me to get ready in 20 min, I thought he meant that he'd tell me when he was ready to get to my place in 20 min but he meant he'd be waiting for me at that time so I just listened to some music in my computer. In the middle of a song I suddenly get a call which was weird cause I wasn't expecting any, and I usually talk to my friends texting. It was him. I'd never spoken to him, not live (obviously), not by the phone, nothing; just texts. I picked up and he told me he was waiting for me, I was like ok I'll come out now, it was all a bit weird haha.
I got my phone, my wallet and keys and got ready to go out. I didn't really have time to get nervous or anything cause I kinda was hurrying and now that I think about it it was pretty good cause it helped me not to think too much into it. I opened the door and to my surprise it was raining like crazy so I came back in to look for an umbrella. Finally I managed to get out of my house and was on my way to where he was waiting me, which is about 10 minutes from my house by foot. As I walked I couldn't believe I was finally doing it, but as I said, the hurry didn't let me worry about it and I didn't feel nervous at all. I got there and saw a car, there were two people in it so I thought to myself what the fuck is this guy thinking, but I kept looking for another car with people inside it. I saw one right in front of a bus stop so I came up to it and saw someone with a phone, I didn't know what to do, or whether it was him or not, so I knocked on the window and he signaled me to come in...