Best memory from your teenage years?

  • metta

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    Apr 19, 2017 4:20 AM GMT
    Best memory from your teenage years?
  • 24hourguy

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    Apr 19, 2017 2:48 PM GMT
    the day I graduated and knew I would never have to see some of those people again
  • spider

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    Apr 19, 2017 4:46 PM GMT
    loosing my virginity!
  • k15thelement

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    Apr 19, 2017 7:58 PM GMT
    17th birthday. These two guys were trashing my friend and I and challenged us to a 2v2 basketball match. They were in much better shape than us but we dominated 21 to 16 because we had better teamwork. Good times..
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    Apr 19, 2017 9:31 PM GMT
    That camping trip when I was 16 when 4 of us got a little drunk and a whole lot naked...
    That was the First time I had someone else's dick in my hand, let alone in my mouth, let alone 3 different dicks... First time someone else's dick came in my hand... First time someone else's load shot on my chest and abs... All with my best buddies at the time...
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    Apr 19, 2017 11:06 PM GMT
    Best Memory From Your Teenage Years?

    I'm gonna combine 4, because they were basically all the same: getting new wheels - 2 cars and 2 motorycles. My parents bought me the brand new cars, I bought the new bikes myself.

    I slaved keeping them spotless, waxed & shiny. I'd often park them outside in daytime, not in the garage, so I could see them from a window. To my eyes they were most beautiful things in the world. And seeking every opportunity to ride them, weather permitting for the bikes. At times I simply couldn't believe that I owned the things. And the memories of riding them, especially the bikes, are still fresh in my mind today, and I often daydream about those pleasures from 50 years ago.
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    Apr 19, 2017 11:15 PM GMT
    So many to pick from. I can't even pit them against one other to pick "the best".
  • Dominican_Gen...

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    Apr 19, 2017 11:43 PM GMT
    A. Meeting who (2 days later) would become my first ever boyfriend... If i could bottle and sell the electricity in the air that night I would be rich. Of course it ended badly 8 moths later, but meanwhile it hurt oh so good icon_cool.gif

    B. Getting my first "real" job.

    C. Getting involved with mysticism and philosophy.

    D. Short-term living in NYC during the gay club / hells kitchen / Christopher St. Golden era.
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    Apr 20, 2017 12:01 AM GMT
    Dominican_Gent saidA. Meeting who (2 days later) would become my first ever boyfriend... If i could bottle and sell the electricity in the air that night I would be rich. Of course it ended badly 8 moths later, but meanwhile it hurt oh so good icon_cool.gif

    B. Getting my first "real" job.

    C. Getting involved with mysticism and philosophy.

    D. Short-term living in NYC during the gay club / hells kitchen / Christopher St. Golden era.


    You got your first "real" job as a kid?
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    Apr 20, 2017 12:11 AM GMT
    ricky1987 said
    So many to pick from. I can't even pit them against one other to pick "the best".

    Yeah, like my boating to a forested, uninhabited river island to go overnight camping with school buddies. We did that often, even before I was a teenager. At times I almost lived a Huckleberry Finn outdoor life. And so I guess I coulda picked "outdoor living & recreation" as my best combined memory.

    Loved to fish & camp. On weekends and summer took incredibly long solitary bicycle rides for a kid (something Huck never could do). Winning our club's tennis trophy for teens, swimming several times a week, eating many meals outdoors. Family vacations to our Vermont place, or staying with their friends on Cape Cod, later driving there myself with my best buddy for fishing out in the Atlantic. Weekends on the Jersey shore, where family relatives had homes, with the Atlantic City boardwalk before the casinos came, my mother introducing me to lobster there, spoiling me with salt water taffy and fudge treats. Winter ice skating, on frozen rivers & ponds or at an outdoor rink to which we belonged. Sledding & tobogganing every time there was enough snow.

    Well, not my purpose to list them all, because as you say most of us have so many, and I haven't even scratched the surface with mine. But I welcome a reason to think about them for my own pleasure. On the other hand, most of my school memories were anything BUT pleasant, and best left suppressed. icon_sad.gif
  • Pete36

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    Apr 20, 2017 12:34 AM GMT
    losing my virginity and seeing all the guys in the high school locker room.
  • Dominican_Gen...

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    Apr 20, 2017 1:07 AM GMT
    ricky1987 said
    Dominican_Gent saidA. Meeting who (2 days later) would become my first ever boyfriend... If i could bottle and sell the electricity in the air that night I would be rich. Of course it ended badly 8 moths later, but meanwhile it hurt oh so good icon_cool.gif

    B. Getting my first "real" job.

    C. Getting involved with mysticism and philosophy.

    D. Short-term living in NYC during the gay club / hells kitchen / Christopher St. Golden era.


    You got your first "real" job as a kid?


    I was 16. Full-time Computer Science teacher assistant at a private school. Got my CS and programming technician degree when I was 14 and still doing high-school. MS-DOS and INTEL's 286-386-486 CPUs were all the rage.
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    Apr 20, 2017 3:22 AM GMT
    When I was at 7 Grade and I realized that I'm gay
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    Apr 20, 2017 7:50 AM GMT
    18, picked up by the first guy in my life at a bookstore, turned out had a ten-inch cock, spent the afternoon happily sucking that big bad boy. this confirmed two things. Firstly I was defiantly gay. secondly, I was a born cock sucker, made evident by his question as he drove me back into the city " You're sure that's the first time you been with a guy and sucked dick ?" he was well satisfied as was I
  • Edward89

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    Apr 20, 2017 9:01 AM GMT
    Senior Prom 2008 and Joseph

    I went to my Senior Prom alone after my then date stood me up at the last minute claiming she had to work that night but spent her evening with someone else instead... My second oldest brother also accompanied me to my prom because his girlfriend was a classmate of mines but for whatever reason left relatively early with his date to a club in a different town but not before he gave me his cell phone and instructed me to call my second oldest sister for a ride home after...

    I mostly sat down the majority of my time at prom after a free of charge annual Senior Prom photo shoot outside the Cherokee Ranch Country Club balcony watching my classmates enjoy themselves, drinking punch, Eating chocolate covered strawberries, Gossiping with a few friends etc

    I was eventually approached by a very good looking man named Joseph he first asked me if he could sit down at my table I said sure and we began having a long conversation before the prom coming to an end... I was curious to know why he was here because he was from a different town and high school and he told me that one of his friends a classmate of mines invited him he asked me where was my date and I jockily replied that my Mama offered to be my date but couldn't find her church outfit in time icon_lol.gif Even tho this was actually true

    I told him that I got stood up and almost refused to come to my prom and stay home instead with Mama gossiping to which he said he was glad that I changed my mind otherwise he wouldn't have gotten to know someone as decent, polite, and handsome as me... I was flattered by his compliments and knew he was hitting on me but didn't care and instead complimented him in return

    We are now in the final hour of prom and I haven't stepped foot on the dancefloor and wouldn't if it wasn't for Joseph persuading me

    The DJ turned on Until The End Of Time by Justin Timberlake which has become my favorite song that btw and we danced to that song and two others from Monica(Angel Of Mine) and Aaliyah(One In A Million)

    The prom has now ended and instead of calling my sister for a ride home as I was told to do I asked my home girl Jasmine to drop me and Joseph off at Holiday Inn

    We watched a romantic film together and a favorite of mines(Never Been Kissed), Conversed a little more, Listened and danced to a few more slow jams and eventually had sex keep in mind I wasn't a virgin and was sexually active before I met him but having sex with him felt like my first time because of how special it was with the slow jam music in the background and him being a gentleman.

    We slept up until 11:00 AM where I received angry phone calls and texts from my brother on where the hell I was icon_lol.gificon_lol.gificon_lol.gif but I ignored them

    I am still on good terms with Joseph and we still talk and meet up from time to time to this day after my senior prom and our hotel aftermath

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    Apr 20, 2017 11:29 AM GMT
    This is a tough question to answer since I didn't accept myself as gay (or start acting on it) until I was in my late twenties. As a teenager, the thing that made me most happy (Hell, these are probably the things that still make me most happy) were running and playing classical music. I particularly remember enjoying the two summers (1976 and 1977) I spent attending Usdan Center for the Performing Arts on Long Island as a viola major. http://usdan.org. Being out in the woods playing music (and doing choral singing and hearing concerts and swimming and hanging out with classical music nerds) was a joy for me, especially since during the school year I would often be teased for liking classical music and not caring about rock music.
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    Apr 20, 2017 3:47 PM GMT
    Beating the crap out of a guy that wanted to pick on me in my junior year.

    I was 6'1" and 185; he was 6'2" and 235

    He tried to pick a fight with me in the locker room after gym class. My aggression level was up so I punched with an upper cut to the jaw; he fell backwards. The shit sees one of my gym shoes on the ground and runs away with it to the showers. i follow him into the showers and then he has nowhere to run. I again used my boxing skills on him and he goes down to the tiled floor. Of course, the guys came around to look.

    He never picked on me again or some of my gay friends. And because i was a jock in football and track, I got asked by the yearbook adviser to pose in the shower in my underwear. The pic didn't show my face. The adviser was gay and heard what i had done.

    I still miss my dad; he make me taking boxing for two years because he knew I had to protect myself from the people who hated guys like me. He died when I was 17.
  • Lives2Lift

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    Apr 20, 2017 10:52 PM GMT
    When I was 14 my older brother took me to his high school weight room to lift. He had been telling his coach and team mates about how unusually strong I was for my age and wanted to test me in some lifts. There were big strong muscular guys with no shirts on lifting heavy weights and it smelled like sweat and iron. I was immediately hooked and knew I found my place. I never looked back.
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    Apr 20, 2017 11:56 PM GMT
    I'll add "sleeping" on a day off. Weekends or during the summer. In my younger teens I could sleep like in a coma.

    And in the warmer months my bedrooms windows might have been open at night (with screens). And I'd wake up quite late to bird songs (we hadda lotta songbirds), and breezes over me. And I could lay there for another hour, half-wake. Just soaking it all in. When I go camping I try to replicate the same thing.

    Then started my day, obviously not a school day. Maybe it was mowing the lawn. Hadda do that pretty much weekly in the summer. My Father insisted I do that, as one of my chores, from when I was about 12-13. Got no money for it.

    In fact, I got no allowance at all. They gifted me with things outrageously, of their choosing, but gave me not a single penny. They thought it was bad for me to have cash.

    Nor would my Father use a landscaper, on our large property. Doing that myself was good for me, he contended. And of course saved him lots of money.

    So just as I became a teen he said I should choose a modern lawn mower to use. Our old one was really obsolete. I pedaled down to some local stores, got sales brochures, and studied them.

    I told Dad I wanted a self-propelled Toro bagger, and BOOM, he just bought it. Would take me all day to mow the front & back yards. Really shoulda hadda rider mower, but Dad wouldn't consider that. Better if I walked, in his mind. Toughen me up.

    To this day I love the memory of fresh mown grass from my teen years. When I first enlisted in the Army, but 20 by then, I picked mowing grass as a "detail" to perform, when I was given the choice.

    And when many years later I lived with a BF for a year, I bought him a lawn mower, that I used myself. And after my first partner died, and I afterwards lived with another guy for a while, I bought him a lawn mower, too. That of course I operated.

    I like reliving my teens. And the smell of that fresh-cut grass is almost intoxicating to me. Reminds me of home, and all the wonderful times I had as a teen.
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    Apr 22, 2017 7:23 AM GMT
    I was kinda repressed in HS and dated a couple of girls. So no sexual stories here. Although I remembered in Gym classes that these cute jocks were changing and boys, they all have very cute Butts. Oh yeah, one time in Chemistry class, there was this cute guy named Dante, play Baseball and later he was crowned HomeComing king. I was in his Chemistry class with him, we were on a field trip or something, a lot of people were squeezed together looking for a Chemistry demonstration. He stood behind me and I accidentally touch/grabbed his Penis. I think he was semi-hard or something, Lol, I was so red wanting to run away. He saw me did that, smiled, I don't know. Now thinking about it, I thought I was getting a gay closeted vibe from him. Lol