OK. RFB's reaction to something I blurted out recently has me thinking we may have illuminated a basic difference about the way boys and girls think about sex.
We recently heard that an adolescent young man of our acquaintance, of whom we're both quite fond, has his first girlfriend. They're both in the 15-16 age range. My first reaction, which I didn't think to stifle, was "I hope she's a tramp."
RFB's reaction was "You're such a pig!"
As we discussed it, she was defending the purity of first love, and bemoaning the early onset of sexual behavior among people she sees as children.
I was reminiscing about how much easier my own sexual initiation was because a couple of my first real girlfriends were more experienced than me sexually.
L. taught me how to kiss when I was in the eighth grade.
B. was the first girl to touch me below the belt, and to guide me to touch her that way.
And D., a girl a year younger and way more experienced than I was sexually, taught me to make love, starting just before my 17th birthday and for a couple of years thereafter.
In all 3 cases, the girls were thought of, generally, as "fast" by the crowds we hung in. And I was so thrilled that each, in her time, had taken an interest in me that I was willing to do anything they said made them feel good. They sure knew how to do stuff that made me feel good.
D. and I had dated for 5 months by the time she decided it was time to take the big step. It took another month to arrange so it could be slow and romantic, and not rushed in the back seat of a borrowed car.
She'd been sexually precocious before that and I think the half year we dated first was a welcome respite for her. She'd already been with a couple of older guys who'd used and discarded her.
I was content to play at whatever level she was comfortable with. It was always farther than I'd ever gone before, and, like I said, it felt good. And she was happy to be with a guy who seemed more interested in all of her and not just her tongue, breasts and vagina (not necessarily in that order).
When we finally made love, I was a couple of days short of 17 and she'd turned 15 a few months before. It was mind-bending, and it remained so for a couple of tempestuous, high-drama, adolescent, angst-filled years.
I look back with great fondness and no small amount of gratitude on those years with D.
I know my sex partners in my later college years and in my early twenties benefitted from how she taught me to please her, and how we both learned to laugh together in bed.
So, whaddya think?
Are their any guys who think my reaction to the news of our young friend's first girlfriend was outrageously pigular?
Are their any gals who think my reaction wasn't?