Or, part two, as we join our hero, fresh from the front line of virginity loss and a head void of worrisome mental images. I, for one, will never be able to look at a ketchup bottle in quite the same way again. As the countdown to a life changing moment began last week, we left Daniel* teetering on the edge of adult hood with some big questions. Will I hurt her? Will blood be involved? Will I even make it to the point where either of the above could be an issue? We were right there with you Daniel, every step of the way.

I think I sum up my feelings on this matter in my final comment at the bottom of this post. A lot of words have been written about the Internet over the years, particularly about the perils of pornography and the dangers to which we are potentially exposing our children. There is truth in all of them. But in this instance, a double-edged sword is a useful tool. The Internet undoubtedly has the ability to corrupt, but it also has the potential to educate. The Internet can be an invaluable source of information for people who are not able to have the conversations that a lot of us take for granted. Particularly for boys. I find it heartwarming that so many different people answered Daniel’s call for assistance. You don’t know each other, you likely won’t ever meet. But you care enough to bother throwing some useful advice in each other’s direction when it really counts. Collectively, you helped to make this a better experience for two complete strangers. That brings a warm glow to my heart.

The very excellent forum in question is called the TF Project and you can log in here.

Now, back to the action. We join Daniel, reflecting on the scene, as he takes stock of the last twenty-four hours of his life:

‘If I hadn’t posed my question here, I’d likely not be thinking that a lot of people may say the first time is largely overrated, (I can totally understand this from a girl’s point of view now), but when you’re feeling this good about yourself, you’ve got to be thinking they’re dead wrong. It was brilliant. Not me, myself, but just the fact that I’ve finally gotten mine. Selfish that. I also had the best night’s sleep that I’ve had in a long time last night.

All the advice, lists, tips and pointers that everyone contributed here to a question I couldn’t have taken to anyone else, I’m completely appreciating, as I’d have likely ploughed into something I know relatively nothing about, and with way too high expectations. We talked a lot before hand, thanks to my collected knowledge. So again thanks for clearing things up and enlightening me on a pretty major step. Bear with me…..you don’t need to read all this by any means….I just need to get it out somehow, without splagging about it in the locker room at soccer practice.

I’d been badly on edge since yesterday. As it has been advised, I had taken the matter to hand twice before meeting her that morning, until I was worrying that there’d be nothing left to perform on. Bonus….her parents were also away for the day, all day and far away, so we had time and less fears/terror of being walked in on. That in itself would be a one-way ticket back home for me. Still, the initial atmosphere was very awkward, almost like we just met.

When we eventually made the move to her room, it got a lot better. Again taking to mind and following the advice of taking time on foreplay. I just didn’t want to be taking things a step faster than she was ready, or myself. I was getting pretty anxious on performance. I’m not up on the workings of the female anatomy southward so it was having her help me out in what she wanted. This was brilliant. Which led to stepping things up. I had to stave off a loss of major control to bring myself to a tolerable level just to get the frigging condom on. It was almost game over right there.

This part is daft. I wasn’t sure of my aim. Like a dippit, I couldn’t figure it out. It felt pretty amateurish on my part with a fair bit of fumbling about, so she took the initiative there. I was minding that I was going to be hurting her a lot and there was a moment when I lost any chance of starting. When she tensed up, I had to continue dead carefully. I felt badly and apologized between tentative shaky thrustings and asking if we should stop. Though at this point my body and mind seemed to have suffered a serious disconnection. In reality it was really hard to have to stop, but three times we regrouped and tried again. This part I’ll skip over, you will be thankful for that. Because I thought impenetrable might come into the equation here…..until it did give way. I can’t describe this part…. she was in a lot of pain, I tried and she wouldn’t let me stop, but I couldn’t have put a stop on myself even it I’d tried. Absolutely no rhythm or pace could be reached. It felt really good for about ten seconds, which was actually a good thing for her and not so bad for myself. And there after….it was nothing like I’d ever experienced in all my right-handed ways.

But we did it!!%&$& !!

So..sorry if you’re still reading this. I commend you for that. It’s off my chest now. I just want to see her again. I hope the next time her pleasure will be as good as mine. Nothing compares to it. I feel like I’m on a new level in life here. Now the mystery of it is over, I know it’s going to be an important part of my life for now. And I know it’s going to be taking us to more intimate and closer levels in our relationship.

Woohoo! A rite of passage well met! Can’t seem to stop thanking you guys!’

I sent a metaphorical bunch of flowers to our protagonist…..

‘How fantastic. I am very pleased for you. Wow. I am quite overwhelmed – at the power of the Internet as much as anything! I just think its great that in this day and age, a whole bunch, of what are essentially complete strangers, were able to help you make this experience something to remember – in a good way. I am happy to have been one of them. Welcome to your sex life, a journey of many, ahem, ups and downs and ins and outs.’

And the plaudits kept pouring in…

‘It sounds like you did a fine job of it. Enjoy your explorations!’

‘Glad it went so well mate, from this point on it will only get better and better, at least that was the way for me’

‘All in all, it read like it went pretty well. Don’t hesitate to ask if there is anything more you wonder about, me and the good folks in here are more than happy sharing what we know about the subject.’

‘Congrats to getting yours for both of you!’

A day’s work well done for everyone, wouldn’t you agree?

*All names changed to protect identity.