First Crushes

[scheherazade_79]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

 

[English Lady]

He was a boy at school -I was 13 when it hit me like a ton of bricks. He was the blond haired Adonis of the year, every girl fancied him. He had the most amazing Blue eys and his hair fell over his face and into his eyes. He had no butt, really -he was like a rake. I think part of me wanted to mother him*L* He ws charming, intelligent and so out of my league it was untrue.


It was public knowledge -I've never been good at subtle. I gave him presents, sent him love letters (oh gees, the love letters ) and followed him ound like the provebial bad smell.

The girls persuaded me he fancied me once - so I rang and well, he said we'd just be friends. It was bitter sweet -we actually really did get on very well as friends. He was always nice to me, except once when he pretended to go out with someon just to hurt me...I remember him apologising *L* I think he was rather easily led and was probably trying to impress one of the other girlies.*L*


If you look at who I married -yes my taste has changed *LOL* but I still have a soft spot for tall, thin, blond haired dudes (Cristiano Ronaldo springs to mind!)

I wonder what happened to him, he got beaten up once, a gang of thugs set about him and broke his jaw. He was different after that, as you'd imagine. He went a bit off the rails in 5th year, shaved all his hair (I went off him a bit, then.) and dated a 3rd year. He deserves a load of happiness for being so good to me all that time *LOL*

 

[hmmnmm]

the first I recall I was five. I was ringbearer at an uncle's wedding and developed an immediate crush on the flowergirl. I kept it secret until someone asked what was wrong with me. I think they may have made light of it, from which point I kept all crushes very secret. Especially the one in second grade. That was terrible. Scared to death to even be near. But couldn't think of anything else, either. A few years later I had a crush on Cher - back during the Sonny & Cher show. Back when she was actually beautiful and not so nuts.

But ever since those childhood years I became deathly afraid to approach those I was most attracted to, which is probably pretty normal.

That should be enough personal info divulgence for the week.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

1. my daycare teacher. i don't remember her name, but i remember she was a pretty asian girl

my brother

john travolta

a boy in my third grade class named andrew jacobs

2. the first was...well...it's not a secret now but back then i didn't know what it was

guilty secret (luckily i don't feel that way about him anymore)

major public knowledge

public knowledge: we held hands in class while we watched caddie woodlawn on video

3. yes...i don't really like white boys anymore and i don't dig asian chicks now but i still think that john travolta is sexy

 

[professorquixote]

1-My stand partner Mason (I was in orchestra) I was about 11 he was 16 and he had an Irish accent and dark hair. Good Lord He was hot. He still is...(we're just friends/roommates now)
2-nobody had a clue. we hung out all the time and he was out of the closet gay.
3-Not at All

 

[Nirvanadragones]

I was often attracted to gay men when I was much younger. After having thought about it for a while, I realised there were two reasons for this. Firstly, I was attracted to their effeminacy (as a child I predominantly had feelings towards women, but I still considered it the norm to be attracted to men) And secondly, I was attracted to their gayness.

Weird, I know. But after many years it makes perfect sense to me.

 

[alyxen]

A girl from a different state who's family stayed in the cabin next to ours at camp every year. I don't remember how old I was, and I know both of us have changed over the years. With that said, I can still remember precisely the first time I saw her.

 

[fieryjen]

My first serious boy crush was at my twice-weekly Judo club. It was supposed to be a secret, but I've never been good at being discreet. He was eleven, I was twelve. He was the best at Judo out of everyone there. I've always liked very active, athletic guys - that hasn't changed. He was funny too (another thing I like), and we got into a lot of silly arguments just for the heck of it. He had really bright eyes, and an expressive face.

We also fought a lot - it was a judo class after all. Often we'd randomly tackle each other during a water break and just start full-out wrestling. Once he emptied a full bottle of water over me, which I took for a sign that he liked me too. Sadly, I was mistaken. He eventually started dating the sister of a friend of mine, right around the time that I had to quit Judo.

When I got back from my exchange year and switched schools five years later, I saw him again. He had grown three feet, his hair was too long and he painted his fingernails black. Some how it didn't suit him. All the cuteness was gone.

My first girl crush was when I was fourteen. I took part in a two-week exchange program, and was paired up with a gorgeous French girl. She had brown hair and big brown eyes, she was a bit shy, but very interested in everything I told her about Germany. She liked to laugh very much. One night, I accidentally-on purpose fell asleep in her lap. Never made any other move on her though.

When she came to visit my family in Germany, she turned out to be a bit of a brat, and the crush pretty much faded. This one was totally secret, as all of my girl crushes and most guy crushes have been.

 

[scheherazade_79]

1. My first crushes were women, but I didn't get it at the time because I thought that lesbians were women with shaved heads, dungarees, Doc Marten boots and hooped ear rings, and I didn't fancy them. I used to get crushes on the same girls that all the guys got crushes on. Then as I got older my tastes diversified - Ace off Dr Who, Philippa Forrester, the American teachers on Grange Hill, the chick with spiky hair and balls of steels on The Really Wild Show, Gillian Anderson, Stephanie Beecham as Dr Westfalen on Seaquest DSV, Natalie Imbruglia and Lara Stone, the Aussie doctor on Casualty. There were others in RL, but you wouldn't know them so there's no point explaining.

2. All my crushes were total guilty secrets. I thought I was just of a sexual orientation that hadn't been given a name yet. All my crushes caught my imagination, but Gillian Anderson and Lara Stone were my favourites. Whenever Casualty or the X Files was on I'd shut myself in the dark in my room to watch it alone. I hadn't yet associated looking at these women with masturbating, so instead I'd just gaze at them and feel lightheaded for the entire programme.

3. I don't think my tastes have changed all that much in terms of type. I'm still a sucker for women who stand out for being different in some way. Lara Stone was hot anyway, but what really did it for me were the scenes of her smoking outside the hospital, sometimes with a stethoscope still around her neck. Stephanie Beecham represents my habit (and I've been in remission for a couple of years now) of going for the Ice Maiden and trying to charm her into being human. The rest of them... Dunnow - it's just the girl next door with something amazing but understated about her.

 

[Misty_Morning]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

My first crush was actually a boy named Gerry B. We were in the 1st grade. He lived about a mile away from me. We always ate lunch together and played at recess rogether. Whenever our class had to go from one place to another, we had to form two lines, boys on one side and girls on the other. Gerry and I always lined up so that we would be across from on another so we could hold hands.

I remember when we had "mother's day" at school. Gerry's mom couldn't come and I thought my mom couldn't either. So Gerry and I sat together at lunch with the other kids. Then my Mom came in and I had to leave Gerry to go have lunch with my Mom in the special designated area. But I kept looking over my shoulder to see him.

After lunch was recess. I walked with my Mom showed her all the stuff on the playground. The whole time Gerry was there waiting just a little ways off. When the bell rang to go back to class, he and I ran to meet each other...hands out stretched.

We continued our "romance" till the age of 11. Then I began to notice other boys. But he was always there....waiting. Funny how he keeps popping up in my memories.


Yeah, everyone knew it.


And Yeah, my taste has changed.





Now if you want to know about my first REAL boyfriend...ya know the dating and having sex kind....I'll share that with you later.


But....Gerry will ALWAYS be mt first boyfriend.







I wonder whay ever became of him.........

 

[only_more_so]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

My first crush was in third grade. We sat together and I remember her borrowing my pac-man erasers (she said they were much better than the one on the pencil since you didn't have to turn your pencil around). She had light brown hair and big blue-grey eyes (as I recall).

I think if we stayed in the same school together we would have ended up married it was that kind of mutual adoration. But she moved and I changed schools, so we only had that one year. I don't know if it was public knowledge, but it wasn't hidden which was actually a big deal. I remember in third grade cooties were still a big thing, just talking to a girl was a big deal, being friends with one was huge!

I don't think my tastes have changed too much. I never really had a "type" in terms of appearance. I always tended to like the girl who didn't quite fit in. Not really the outcast, but the girl who seemed to fit in, but was definatively unique.

 

[cloudy]

1. Paul Gallo and Joe Valentino are the first ones I remember. We're were all in third and fourth grade together. They crushed on me, too.

2. Very public. We got in trouble every single day for talking.

3. Tastes haven't changed much at all: I still dig dark guys.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

Hmmm ok, so it must have been year 1 aged about 5 or 6, the only other asian boy in the year, his name was Adil (i think) and i remember having a crush on him, and him thinking it was 'yucky' you know the whole 'girls are icky/ boys are icky' thing...neways...there was no romance or anything like that...oh and i also had a crush on a boy called John again, no romance (story of my fucking life)

erm, i cant remember any in middle school, though im sure i had some...

high school went onto another asian boy who was the cleverest kid in the year. I remember that i wrote him a note saying to meet me at the lockers after school or something, i didnt go, but i watched from around the corner and he didnt turn up.

Later on it was my religious studies teacher- HUGE HUGE HUGE thing for her...i was hopelessly infatuated- hell thats how i got into poetry (the very first stuff, and no its not on lit, and no it will never see the light of day again...) i was still unsure at this stage as to it being 'right' to be attracted to women...neways i was devestated when she planned to leave...neways it became semi- common knowledge, and then the rumours were goin round. So i went to see her and said something about the rumours goin round and that they were untrue...bless her she was really sweet about it.

When she left i think i had roses sent to her , with a poem. Anonymously.

*ahem!!*

erm...i had a lot of crushes on girls in my year as i started to get more comfortable with the idea that perhaps it was more than just a phase...the most popular girl in the year also happened to be the prettiest and one of the cleverest...she was a brunnette, stunner. The most chaste girl in the year with the preist for a dad was a mousy blonde who was also pretty hot...(the former was not common knowledge, the latter was).

I had a crush on one of my art teachers and she had the sexiest northern irish accent to top it. She also got to handle my breasts when she made the body casts of me for my first Alevel art project, joking that ''this is a foundation art degree concept, if we were in a university, you'd have your breasts out, with no worries.'' (i was wearing a bra and was slathered in vaseline).

I ended up develoing a crush on my other art teacher, i think mainly because of how well we got on, and how she was always there for me. i think she was gay...she hinted at it once.

past that i dont think count...

my taste has changed considerably from the first few crushes...i now accept that i am sexually attracted to women, and might find some men attractive to look at. It seems that most of my crushes have been blonde, and most the male ones were asian.

 

[Misty_Morning]

Hmmm ok, so it must have been year 1 aged about 5 or 6, the only other asian boy in the year, his name was Adil (i think) and i remember having a crush on him, and him thinking it was 'yucky' you know the whole 'girls are icky/ boys are icky' thing...neways...there was no romance or anything like that...oh and i also had a crush on a boy called John again, no romance (story of my fucking life)

erm, i cant remember any in middle school, though im sure i had some...

high school went onto another asian boy who was the cleverest kid in the year. I remember that i wrote him a note saying to meet me at the lockers after school or something, i didnt go, but i watched from around the corner and he didnt turn up.

Later on it was my religious studies teacher- HUGE HUGE HUGE thing for her...i was hopelessly infatuated- hell thats how i got into poetry (the very first stuff, and no its not on lit, and no it will never see the light of day again...) i was still unsure at this stage as to it being 'right' to be attracted to women...neways i was devestated when she planned to leave...neways it became semi- common knowledge, and then the rumours were goin round. So i went to see her and said something about the rumours goin round and that they were untrue...bless her she was really sweet about it.

When she left i think i had roses sent to her , with a poem. Anonymously.

*ahem!!*

erm...i had a lot of crushes on girls in my year as i started to get more comfortable with the idea that perhaps it was more than just a phase...the most popular girl in the year also happened to be the prettiest and one of the cleverest...she was a brunnette, stunner. The most chaste girl in the year with the preist for a dad was a mousy blonde who was also pretty hot...(the former was not common knowledge, the latter was).

I had a crush on one of my art teachers and she had the sexiest northern irish accent to top it. She also got to handle my breasts when she made the body casts of me for my first Alevel art project, joking that ''this is a foundation art degree concept, if we were in a university, you'd have your breasts out, with no worries.'' (i was wearing a bra and was slathered in vaseline).

I ended up develoing a crush on my other art teacher, i think mainly because of how well we got on, and how she was always there for me. i think she was gay...she hinted at it once.

past that i dont think count...

my taste has changed considerably from the first few crushes...i now accept that i am sexually attracted to women, and might find some men attractive to look at. It seems that most of my crushes have been blonde, and most the male ones were asian.

I told you and you have proof....I am NOT blonde.

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

I told you and you have proof....I am NOT blonde.

NO I KNOW, YOU PROVED THAT YOU'RE A REDHEAD!

*EDITED FOR DECENCY*

ps. old pics you sick perverts.

 

[fifty5]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

I can't remember much about my very first, but I took her to the restaurant my mum and dad took me to (parental consent). She liked it so much she threw up on the way home! (I was around 10 and she wasn't much different).

Next was in my mid teens, Jenny something. She lived a few streets away. She was happy to 'play out' with me, but really couldn't do with me wanting more. Eventually she did agree to a date, but told me in so many words that she didn't mean it - she was just saying "Yes" to stop me asking. Public? Didn't really come up. I expect my parents knew at least roughly where I was going and who I was going to see, but that it was a crush? Who knows.

Later came a girl, even whose name I've forgotten. What I remember was the date in my father's car, parked on the edge of the moor. She told me my fortune perfectly - middle class (hence dad's car) blah, blah, blah, etc. I remember sitting there listening to Sandie Shaw singing Puppet on a String, wondering why, if that was what she thought of me, she'd agreed to the date in the first place. My self esteem wasn't great: if she knew the truth, I couldn't understand why she thought me worth the effort.

3. Changes: not a lot. Female, not overweight. I think that's been a constant. Actually, character and personality matter more to my mind. My dick seems to insist on the 'not over-weight'. There was a later incident with a lovely lass who was. I enjoyed licking her to climax, but Richard wouldn't cooperate - I couldn't get it up.

 

[MagicaPractica]

He wasn't my first crush but the first one I remember clearly was the nephew of my father's fishing buddy. I must have been about eleven. I remember feeling intensely shy. He was Scott Bao-ish in looks, short black hair, tall and thin. The next time my father's fishing buddy came up, he said the boy had talked about me all the way home. I said he must have gotten it wrong. He must have been talking about my sister who was five years older than me and beautiful but he said no, he was sure. Unfortunately, he lived an hour away and we never really saw each other again.

Oh, how my tastes have changed? Don't know that they have really.

 

[human_male]

Jr. High School. Her name was Gypsy. I don't know what I was thinking.

The next was in my early twenties when I worked as an apprentice photolithographer. I worked next to her. Her name was Rochelle. We were about the same age but she was so much more mature than me. It was like a school boy having a crush on his teacher. Kinda sad. It ended when I met her boyfriend, who was like this big gorgeous male model. And a really nice guy too, which irked me no end.

I got tattooed to impress her. Jeez what a moron. I'm glad those have been the only two.

 

[Joe Wordsworth]

My first real *thumpthump* crush was a girl named Laura--I was six or so, she was as well. She used to come over my house and we'd hang out and play games. I remember once, I tried to make out with her... but we had no idea what we were doing and it was a failure.

heh.

 

[Oblimo]

1. My first crush was Elanna. Our parents carpooled us (and 2 other neighborhood kids) to first grade. She had mousy-brown hair in either braided pigtails or a wavy frizz, green eyes, and the kind of coy, hyper-cuteness I only otherwise saw in Disney movies.

2. Public, because I asked her to be my girlfriend and kissed her during the freakin' carpool while her mom was driving.

3. This was before an encounter with a certain coed, raven-haired babysitter that a) set (or scrambled, depending on one's POV) my preferences for life and b) cannot be recounted without violating Lit's story submission guidelines.

 

[scheherazade_79]

This thread is making me smile

 

[Belegon]

Debra Stansbury... second grade, or maybe third. She didn't know I was alive in the sense that was important.

Next name I remember after that was Paula Ann Bayles. She was my first kiss.

Not sure how public the first one was. Boys weren't supposed to like girls that early, but I can't remember ever hiding that girls fascinated me. I do remember letting myself be "caught" and kissed... and that I wasn't chased as much as some of the other boys, perhaps because I was easier to catch.

Paula Ann and I dated for a little bit, so that was public.

How have I changed? My tastes? Hmmmm.... my tastes were always eclectic, although I had a major blonde focus at one time that is completely gone and mostly revolved around a singular individual.

I'm still not shy about the fact that "girls" fascinate me. And I'm still not very inclined to run away too fast.

 

[impressive]

1. Who were yours?
2. Were they public knowledge, or were some of them guilty secrets?
3. Has your taste changed at all as you've grown older?

Discuss

(1)

Mrs. Hedges -- my 2nd grade teacher. In my mind's eye, I remember her as tall with long, straight, dirty blonde hair & a supremely dry wit that none of my classmates understood. It was like our secret. She'd make a comment, then turn to me and wink -- and I'd feel that fluttery swell in my chest.

A few months into the school year, I added bad boy classmate Tommy Crawford to the list -- simply because I really liked the expression of defiance on his face when Mrs. Hedges paddled him.

(2)

I never made my crushes known, but it wouldn't surprise me if Mrs. Hedges was aware of my fangirl flutterings.

(3)

Tastes. Well, I'm still attracted to supremely dry wit, defiant bad boys, and the women who spank them -- so, no. However, I've added a whole slew (or, perhaps that's a plethora) of multi-faceted triggers.

Fun thread, Zade!

 

[Stella_Omega]

... Well, I'm still attracted to supremely dry wit, defiant bad boys, and the women who spank them...

Hey Bel, are you up for it?


I'm trying to remember but I think my first crush was on a girl will very long black hair-- someone would braid ribbons into it and tie them into bows at the bottoms. I would have been six-ish. I just wanted so badly to stroke her shining black hair-- I could imagine how the tight braids would feel in my hands....


The minute I hit puberty, all my "crushes" became sexual. I get that that's unusual for women, so I dunno... But because of that, I was able to satisfy my curiosity at least part of the time-- not as often with women, where I would be pretty shy and skittish about it-- but in the seventies in California the "free love" atmosphere let me get away with quite a lot of obvious sluttiness.

 

[Belegon]

Hey Bel, are you up for it?

I'm definitely in the "try everything twice so you know if you like it" camp... so sure, why not? It doesn't seem to be my cup of tea... but I've surprised my self before.

Of course, one wonders if we are talking about Imp & me, you and me or all three of us. All hold enjoyable overtones... but I admit that the last is nearly a siren call.

of course, the men on this board who would not tear themselves loose from a mast to dive in and swim to you and Imp are either gay* or not worthy of my notice...



*and I'm sure some of the gay guys would be just as excited as me, if only for the intellectual joy of the company...