ROFL
Please you need to tell us more.
My dad was a man of many contradictions. Really strict with his 5 daughters and wouldn't even let them go out.
I was a shy kid, and modeled my looks on Marc Bolan - and had posters of all my fav singers/bands.
He being old fashioned thought they were all gay and that I was turning gay.
He asked me if I had a girlfriend. I lied and said 'yes'. He then asked me if I had had sex with her. I said 'no'.
He said 'come with me'
Took me to a bar where they all knew him. The waiter said 'your usual' and stuff like that. He said something like 'it's my son's first time' and stuffed money into his pocket.
Next thing I know two girls come to our table. Anyway we end up back at their place. They took me upstairs while he sat down stairs. What followed was horrible - just horrible - I mean it was not enjoyable - I was so nervous and shy - and the stress just got worse - it was like I was on trail to prove I was a man to my dad.