After reading the various stories on here, do any of you feel like you "missed the boat" intimacy-wise during your adolescent / teenage years, either due to overprotective parents, bad luck, your own geekiness, or just never being in the right place at the right time? That was me, unfortunately. I was the poster child for the phrase "ain't gettin' any". At all. In ANY form. I'll explain:
As an preteen or adolesecent / young teenager:
I never had a "puppy love" romance with a girl.
I never played "doctor", "spin the bottle", or any games like that with an attractive female classmate or neighbor girl.
I never experienced the naughty thrill of laying there with a huge boner while an attractive lady nurse or doc examines my male bits.
As an older teen:
I never attended any afterschool dances where I could have gotten some kissing, groping, or grinding action. My overprotective parents wouldn't let me go. They were always afraid I'd sneak off and either get in trouble or get some girl pregnant while I was there, or that I'd be kidnapped, shot, stabbed, or beat up walking home late afterwards.
I never had a high school or college sweetheart.
I never got to nail a hot cheerleader still wearing her uniform.
I never went to an unchaperoned house party. Hell- I never even went to a chaperoned party either. Again, if my parents didn't know the other parents, it was a no-go.
I never attended a wild college frat party or naked party.
I never played strip poker, naked Twister, or anything like that.
As a young adult:
I didn't have a first real date or real kiss until I was 22.
I was a virgin until I was 24. And my first time wasn't with a girlfriend or a classmate. It was in a dank, dingy massage parlor with broken air conditioning, dirty carpet, and paper-thin walls you could hear everything through. My attendant was a hard-looking, middle aged Korean woman whose breath reeked of coffee, garlic, and cigarettes.
I never did it in a car, on a plane, outdoors, or on a beach.
Yes... I was definitely cheated back then. As a very sexual person and also a romantic, those years were pure torture. The lack of ANY action back then was the primary reason that I battled depression and suicidal thoughts for years. I felt worthless and unmanly. I wanted to die.