Would you want to relive any early sexual experiences?

I hope this is an appropriate place to post this question:

Has anyone, male or female, thought about, even longed for, an opportunity to relive some of the sexual experiences you had as a youth? What was the experience? What made it so special? If given an opportunity, would you do it again? Any other comments.

When I was 15, I had a school classmate that I would love to get together with again. I had another classmate when I was 12 who had gotten me hooked on receiving handjobs. He moved to another town after we had been hooking up for about a year so I was missing the regular service. I was over at this other classmate's house after school one day and he touched my thigh and then my crotch. He asked to see my penis and I agreed if he would show his as well. We both took our pants and briefs down and he started examining my penis and testicles. When I became erect, I asked him to jerk it off, which he did. He started asking me over regularly to beat me off which was great as I had really missed the prior guy. After a few months, he licked off some of the semen which had gotten on his hand. He said that he liked the flavor so, after that, I let him know when I was about to ejaculate and he would go down on the head of my penis and let me finish in his mouth. He would swallow it down, so I was hooked on it.

Yes, Exam Doc. This is good. I hope there are others that will share their stories. As far flung as we are here I hope what we will see is how alike we are in common sexual experiences.

For sure, I would like to relive the oportunities I got to playing doctor like when I was a kid. it was special fun and naughty, would I do it again? , yes, I would.

I would especially prefer to relive some of my many potential sexual experiences and then get them right this second time around.

There were far too many times when my wimpiness and shyness and inexperience made me miss out on experiences that were just waiting to happen, if only I had known how to make the right moves, or how to even recognize potential sexual situations.

I would like to relive my awkward encounter with my theatre teacher my first year of college. I was a virgin and she was married. I thought she wanted me but I had no experience so nothing really happened.

I want to her apartment to get a script she wanted me to have. She greeted me in a robe right after her shower. She was damp and her hair was wet. She sat on the floor in front of me and her robe opened slightly. I could see the swell of her breasts. As my eyes wandered down I saw her glistening bush.

As I looked up at her in shock, she looked me square in the eyes. I knew she wanted to take my virginity. But I was scared. Innocent. I don't know.

Anyway, I would love to relive that morning. It would end differently.

So many missed opportunities...

In particular I would like to revisit an encounter I had with a girl I'd known since Junior High. At 19 we ended up sharing a hotel room and she got frisky. Not having any condoms we used our hands. She jerked me off and I fingered her. I wish I had the courage and initiative to go down on / 69 with her. (Especially after learning that she regularly sucked off her erstwhile boyfriend.)

Earlier than that, it would have been fun to swap blow jobs with my JO buddy back in the eighth grade. The "homo" taboo was extremely strong in those days.

I would like to relive my early sexual experiences. I don't think I would change a thing. I've always believed that at the end of life the most I would regret would be missing opportunities. I think I got that idea from Zorba the Greek. That's not to say that I was easy. A one-night-stand doesn't offer long-lasting pleasure like an affair does. A slow seduction and growing affection is irresistible.

Absolutely I would ! I would most want to relive the experiences I missed . I have only been with 5 lovers , I would have more fun and be more assertive and outgoing , less shy and more confident . I wouldnt sleep around every chance but definitely would have slept with some boyfriends I had .

I think the one sexual experience I would love to relive is the one time I had a one night stand . It was with a guy that I was friends with for a long time , we always flirted but either I had a boyfriend or he had a girlfriend so we always kept it in the friend zone . One night after a party he was giving me a ride home , we parked to chat with another couple that were friends of ours . We just kinda started kissing and it quickly got very hot and heavy , we couldnt get each others clothes off quick enough and we had the hottest most delicious sex you could possibly have in the front seat of a car ! LOL As we were both " done" he stopped kissing me and held my face for a moment , with a sheepish grin on his face and ever so sweetly kissed my forehead . It was the perfect ending .

Thinking on this I can only conclude I used to be an utter dunce, especially when in university.

When my father was home from sailing the ocean blue, it was hard adjusting to shore I suppose and my parents fought often. Then I would make an excuse that I needed to write a paper or do research, naturally at another library in another city, say Louvain, Brussels, Amsterdam even. Sometimes I'd even go there too as I knew fellow students in all of them. What I would really do though, instead of working or studying, is crash the nights at fellow student's places, preferably with a female student.

The funny thing is, I was never told to take a hike and always invited in for the night. And not on a couch either, but often on a mattress pulled up next to theirs, sometimes the same bed even. But I usually conducted myself as a 'gentleman' - or a wimp, take your pick - and nothing came of those nights except conversations and such. And real sleep. Sometimes I was expressly told in a comradely manner that nothing was on the table, in case I was wondering. That didn't bother me really, as I was usually too pissed off about home anyway or thinking about my steady girlfriend, to get up to anything else.

But now, oh vey, thinking back, what opportunities slipped through my fingers. Anyone know of a nearby brick-wall I can go bang my head against? ... 😃

I think that I would have been kinkier with guys that I was with. I am sure that I would have gotten to a point where I would want to only be with a guy who likes the same kind of kinky stuff that I do.

Strange to realize it, but the first one I thought of was lovemaking at the end of a relationship, thirty years ago. She and I knew it was ending, and we were both sad about it, but we spent a long summer day together, and by the time we got back to my place, in the early evening, we were both sunburned. The added heat in our skin made the sensations involved in holding and undressing each other even more urgent and exciting than usual. Climaxing together and holding on as we drifted into sleep, both of us crying a little and yet lulled by that supernatural warmth that was somehow soothing and reassuring...that we'd both be all right...I never forgot it.

I never forgot her, either. I still miss her. At last report, she never married. I wrote a novel (still unpublished) with her as the inspiration for the main character (she doesn't know)...and while writing it, I fell in love with her all over again.

I wish so much that she and I could make love one more time...sunburned, or not.