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Okay, once again, I swear, this story is clean!😆

I was in my first year of Cegep (that in Quebec is after High School, before or instead of University, basically College but not).

I was at a party held by some of the third-year students from the Theatre Program. Their neighbor, another student at the Cegep I was attending, was also present. Everyone was chatting with everyone, having a blast.

And then the cops arrived.

I was freaking out! I was 17 and I thought we would all get arrested. People were smoking weed and piss ass drunk. Cops were probably there because of the noise, though. But still.

The neighbor (we’ll call him F) invited me to hop over the balcony and hang out at his place.

I accepted the invitation.

It was late, I had missed the last metro (subway for some) and I was stuck waiting until morning to go home anyway.

F got us some snacks, and some more drinks, but we were being moderate so we wouldn’t be drunk.

He asked me if I wanted to make out and fool around. I suggested we play Strip Crazy Eights.

He was very straightforward with me and honest, and he let me know that he was on break with his girlfriend and he was just looking for some fun. I told him I was a virgin and what some things I had done were and what I had not done. He asked what I was comfortable trying and said we could play, strip, and see what we felt like doing.

Seemed like fun.

And it was.

We played cards, stripped, made out, explored each other’s bodies a bit. I suppose you could call it a one-night stand except it’s “sort of” because there was no intercourse. I did give my first bj that night. And he was very kind in instructing me how to proceed and what he enjoyed.

It was very interesting, to say the least.

We stayed up all night, then had breakfast food and chilled a bit before I had to leave. I met his roommate, chatted, and then I went home.

F and I started hanging out together more, some weekends, some evenings, just as friends, just to chat, watch movies, and play cards without the stripping. He’d tease me that he’d seen me naked, boasting in front of other guys, which was new to me, but looking back, it tells me he liked what he’d seen.

He got back together with his girlfriend and tried to match me up with a friend of his.

As an aside, F’s friend was only interested in kissing and not chatting much and we all went out to hang out together one evening, but F’s roommate bailed and turned back to go home. Migraine, he had said. But I think he had a crush on me and felt bad being the fifth wheel. I should have gone after him. Honestly, I would have preferred to hang out with the roommate, but I gave the friend a chance before deciding, “nope this guy ain’t for me”.