BF Childhood Memories...tell us!

Mtn · 10-23-2012, 12:05 AM

I have told this story before, but in kindergarten there was a pretty little girl, I asked my Dad for an extra dime in my milk money envelope, so I could buy her milk at recess. Thankfully my Dad was pretty wise and gave me that dime. I think around that same time and around that same girl I got in trouble at school, for trying to sing louder than the boy that liked her as well. We were singing "She'll be coming round the mountain". Amusing.

Massive · 10-23-2012, 09:32 AM

It's actually one of my earliest memories, I must've been all of four or five, because I was reaching up to hold my Mums hand. Where we lived there were a lot of models, and med and legal students so there were a lot of good looking people walking around, me and Mum had just got off the bus coming home from town and I remember looking up from the pavement to see this drop-dead gorgeous woman walking towards us, long auburn hair cascading down her back, legs that went on forever, a tight, black mini-skirt, white blouse and tight black jacket, perfect cleavage ... I still drool now just thinking of her, she was a real pin-up girl! I also remember thinking, I'd like some of that

Rockinonahigh · 10-23-2012, 09:44 AM

What I remember most is being with my grand parents doing things that build memories.Every week Poppa and I would go the the merchantile in town to buy supplyies for a week,they had a snack bar with sweets in this big glass cabnet,the cream puffs were huge to a five yr old.I always got one wih a glass of milk (I was only allowed two cokes a week) while poppa bought the things he wanted.The other thing I remembered about the place was the raw coffee beans that were roasting in this big huge oven with a stiring bar to move the beans around..smelled so good and to this day when I open a fresh bag of coffee I think of the fun time with them.More later.

princessbelle · 10-23-2012, 10:26 AM

OMG i was so screwed up with my BF preference and absolutely no clue how that could become a literal life or what it all meant.

I was not attracted to girls and i was not attracted to boys at a young age.

The first boy that put his arm around me, in kindergarten, i punched him. Not because i felt boys were icky exactly, it's because i remember thinking "i wish you were a girl". I was more confused than you can imagine. I would go along with the girls who would squeal over this boy or that. But, always knew something wasn't exactly "normal" with me.

As time went on, i started noticing, by middle school, that all of my best friends were tomboys. I even took up sports to be around them. I finally figured out i could be a cheerleader, because i could still be an athlete without having to run across a soccer field and be the worst player.

The first inkling that i remember that i may be gay was in the 7th grade. One of my closest friends was Sherry (who did come out as a lesbian later in life and has been with her partner over 20 years, last i heard). Real tomboy, rough and tough, carried a switchblade. LOL so damn cute i swear. I did not come from a really rough school, but she thought it was cool. Guess what...So did i.

One day she said to me in the bus room..."When you look at me like that, you make my stomach wiggle and i feel like a boy". That was a pivotal moment for me, and most likely for her too.

We had definite separation of kids in my high school. We had the nerds, the athletes, the hoods (toughies), the scholars, ect. I was, by default, in the athletic group due to cheerleading. But, most of my best friends, tomboys, were hoods. Many of these friends did come out as being gay later. I was sorta their mascot in a way. They would come to football games and after the game was over i would leave with them and we would go smoke ciggerettes (ahem). This would piss my other "goodie goodie" friends off. So i was sorta an outcast with them at times.

Anyway, baby BFers are cute as all get out. I love these stories and thinking back and the light bulb moments...

Great thread.

Sachita · 10-23-2012, 10:31 AM

When I was in 4th grade I had a teacher who looked like Bobby Gentry. She had huge boobs and always smelled pretty. I didnt understand then why I wanted to always stand so close. I use to stare at her boobs and do anything to get near her and smell her perfume. Even if it meant getting in trouble.

In the 6th grade I had a best friend who was a tomboy and we use to kiss and play house.

macele · 10-23-2012, 11:50 AM

3rd grade, 7/8 years old, ... i learned so much. i found out what social politics was all about. first time i saw skin color, ... prejudice. honest to goodness, i had not seen any of these things pre 3rd grade. this was big for me.

and i began to let the tomboy in me be seen. i started to choose the clothes i wanted to wear and cut my hair. one teacher loved me for it and one hated me for it. both left emotional scars.

we had a family reunion at a lake. so i go up to the gate to pay to swim. there's a bunch of teenagers, ... a girl is taking the money. i had on a tshirt and cut off jeans, no shoes. she tells me if i will kiss her, ... i get in free. well good lord i wanted to. i'm as cute as i can be. no breasts so i look just like a boy. my short blonde wavey hair, ... kinda looking like leif garrett. i wish i had just kissed her, ... and ran in to swim, ... and let myself float in the water, just feeling the "sigh". but noooo, i ran the other direction. this tells a lot about me, ... later in life.

i had a girl friend in the neighborhood. she would use me for the TOP, ... i let her. we didn't do anything other than me doing what she said, ... lay on top of her.

my first love/crush was a teacher, 4th grade. she was a tough femme. i liked it when she got on to me. and yes, i would get in trouble on purpose.

so many stories. memories.

10-23-2012, 12:05 AM	#1
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10-23-2012, 09:32 AM	#2
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10-23-2012, 10:26 AM	#4
princessbelle Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: femme ones Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Tennessee Posts: 6,100 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,380 Thanked 30,496 Times in 5,198 Posts Rep Power: 21474858	OMG i was so screwed up with my BF preference and absolutely no clue how that could become a literal life or what it all meant. I was not attracted to girls and i was not attracted to boys at a young age. The first boy that put his arm around me, in kindergarten, i punched him. Not because i felt boys were icky exactly, it's because i remember thinking "i wish you were a girl". I was more confused than you can imagine. I would go along with the girls who would squeal over this boy or that. But, always knew something wasn't exactly "normal" with me. As time went on, i started noticing, by middle school, that all of my best friends were tomboys. I even took up sports to be around them. I finally figured out i could be a cheerleader, because i could still be an athlete without having to run across a soccer field and be the worst player. The first inkling that i remember that i may be gay was in the 7th grade. One of my closest friends was Sherry (who did come out as a lesbian later in life and has been with her partner over 20 years, last i heard). Real tomboy, rough and tough, carried a switchblade. LOL so damn cute i swear. I did not come from a really rough school, but she thought it was cool. Guess what...So did i. One day she said to me in the bus room..."When you look at me like that, you make my stomach wiggle and i feel like a boy". That was a pivotal moment for me, and most likely for her too. We had definite separation of kids in my high school. We had the nerds, the athletes, the hoods (toughies), the scholars, ect. I was, by default, in the athletic group due to cheerleading. But, most of my best friends, tomboys, were hoods. Many of these friends did come out as being gay later. I was sorta their mascot in a way. They would come to football games and after the game was over i would leave with them and we would go smoke ciggerettes (ahem). This would piss my other "goodie goodie" friends off. So i was sorta an outcast with them at times. Anyway, baby BFers are cute as all get out. I love these stories and thinking back and the light bulb moments... Great thread. __________________ ~ I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. ~ Maya Angelou

10-23-2012, 09:44 AM	#3
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10-23-2012, 11:50 AM	#6
macele Member How Do You Identify?: a bold-assed maximus Preferred Pronoun?: she Join Date: Sep 2011 Location: mississippi Posts: 1,066 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3,178 Thanked 3,231 Times in 847 Posts Rep Power: 21474850	3rd grade, 7/8 years old, ... i learned so much. i found out what social politics was all about. first time i saw skin color, ... prejudice. honest to goodness, i had not seen any of these things pre 3rd grade. this was big for me. and i began to let the tomboy in me be seen. i started to choose the clothes i wanted to wear and cut my hair. one teacher loved me for it and one hated me for it. both left emotional scars. we had a family reunion at a lake. so i go up to the gate to pay to swim. there's a bunch of teenagers, ... a girl is taking the money. i had on a tshirt and cut off jeans, no shoes. she tells me if i will kiss her, ... i get in free. well good lord i wanted to. i'm as cute as i can be. no breasts so i look just like a boy. my short blonde wavey hair, ... kinda looking like leif garrett. i wish i had just kissed her, ... and ran in to swim, ... and let myself float in the water, just feeling the "sigh". but noooo, i ran the other direction. this tells a lot about me, ... later in life. i had a girl friend in the neighborhood. she would use me for the TOP, ... i let her. we didn't do anything other than me doing what she said, ... lay on top of her. my first love/crush was a teacher, 4th grade. she was a tough femme. i liked it when she got on to me. and yes, i would get in trouble on purpose. so many stories. memories.