Honestly, I've never talked to anyone about this but what better place to start.
During grade 9 and the begining of grade 10, I would hook up with girls like it was nothing. No big deal. Then, I kid you not, between grade 10 and the 2nd year of university I did not do anything with a single girl, not even kiss. I had to make out with a girl a few months ago just to see if I remembered how to do so.
I didn't mind not being sexually active as a senior in high-school, but it wasn't until going away to university that it REALLY bothered me.
If most of you have experienced the residence university experience, you know that girls are down for whatever, whenever. And I couldn't take part of any of it. It sucks because I'm a good looking guy, with a good personality so most girls who meet me end up liking me. When I'm talking to my boys, we always would make bets about who could screw who by what date, etc, and I would always participate because I knew that I had prospects but I would be so caught up in the moment that I wouldn't realize that I'm not able to actually go through with the act. By the end of my first year, most people thought I was gay. I flat out shut 5 girls down..."Sorry, I'm tired"...But even that didn't bother me.
I have this idea of my perfect girl. She has dark complexion, black hair, blue eyes, big ass, and most importantly, beautiful.
A girl I knew had this friend who fit the aforementioned description. She was good enough to be a model. She was one of those girls that when you see her with a guy you just look at the guy and ask yourself, what does he have that I don't...a true heartbreaker. The first time I saw her, my jaw dropped. My jaw dropped even further when I found out that she wanted to meet me for whatever reason as she had just broken up with her boyfriend of 2 years and presumably wanted to get some (I was 18, her ex was 23 so you could understand why I was caught off-guard). You don't know how akward it is being in a room with the girl of your dreams who apperenlty likes you, and not being able to make a move or anything.
Screw not being able to go to the beach, screw not being able to wear fitted clothes when you go out at night, screw all of that. Not being able to do anything with that girl was gynecomastia's biggest defeat over me.
It's been a year since that encounter, and I still think about the girl to this very day.
I'm 19, and I'm a virgin. The number of girls I've had to shut down, well I don't have enough fingers to count (and trust me I'm not trying to brag, I'm just trying to explain how pathetic I am). I'm lucky because in grade 10 there was a rumor that I screwed this one girl, and to be honest I never denied it. People still had their doubts. A few months ago I picked a girl up from a club (friends saw me leave with her)...we went to my place, chilled, and then she bounced. My friends assumed that I did her, and once again I didn't deny it. To everyone but me, I'm no longer a virgin...I'm not so much ashamed that I'm a virgin (seeing as the circumstances basically force me to be so), rather I'm ashamed that my friends can't know why this is.
I should be having my surgery towards the end of May, and I have no doubts that once the vest is off, I'll probably lose the V within a week. SO frustrating though.
When you read this post, please don't mistake this as my way to brag about all the girls I could have had, and please don't mistake this as a nieve teenagers post. This is just my way to vent, seeing as there is no one in the whole-wide world that I can talk to about this.
Thanks!