Author: Jean

My First Boyfriend Was a Boyfriend

My First Boyfriend Was a Boyfriend

Falling for Your Sperm Donor…

I met my first boyfriend when I was 13 years old. I thought everything about him was beautiful: how he smelled, what he wore, the kind of music he liked, his wit, his love for life, the fact that he was handsome…everything.

The boy that I loved was my best friend’s dad. He was the perfect man for me.

He was my hero

I loved his son, who was around my age and was in love with me. At the time they were not a couple, but my boyfriend and I had known each other for six months.

The day came for our senior prom. We went to two different locations for our date. My boyfriend and I were walking out of the prom. We had an excellent time.

My boyfriend and I walked back together. He looked me over and said, ‘You’re so hot. How about I see you tonight?’

I had to smile. I was a bit embarrassed. My boyfriend was so nice.

I knew that I could do better. If he wanted to see me again then I’d make myself available to him.

The following week I decided that I would see him again and asked if I could go over on our nights out in his car. He agreed.

The following evening he took me out for a date. He told me that he was very attracted to me. He also told me that he was going to take me out to a movie.

I told him that I was happy that he wanted to take me out, but I wasn’t ready to go. I really didn’t think I was going to enjoy it.

The night of the date we went to a movie. I stayed in the car. He went to the theater and came back to the car. He asked if I wanted to come out with him. I said, ‘No. I’d rather go home. I’m not sure I want to see you. Let’s just go home.’ I kept things vague. I was embarrassed and afraid that he really wanted to see me again. We continued to talk for a while. He did seem to be attracted to me, but I was still very shy.

I finally decided to go with him. We went to another location. He took me to a hotel. We

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