Anonymously. D 17 fucked with a guy, everything was awesome. My name is Misha, 21 years old.

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Anonymously. D 17 fucked with a guy, everything was awesome. My name is Misha, 21 years old. Got my first orgasm. In the morning I wake up alone in bed, immediately pick up the phone and let Mishka scribble where he went. I look at the correspondence, but there is no hint of anything at all. There is not a single hint of sex or his arrival. I arrive in shock. I am writing to him. Yesterday we had a good time, and you liked it. He writes like, did you like what exactly to discuss on VK, your favorite TV series, or did you like choosing a photo for your avatar? There are 3000 km between us. We are virtual lovers. What happened that night still remains a mystery. I told Misha about sex, and at first he accused me of either starting to smoke weed or getting drunk and sleeping with someone. But for a moment I don’t drink alcohol and I’m already silent about weed. He abandoned me, blocked me everywhere, called me a sh#ya. And I am torn by two feelings: I love him and it hurts to lose him, and the second fear covers what happened that night if I don’t even have friends.