So, last weekend I decided to go clubbing with my friends. We’re all 18-19, so we still get excited about nights out, dancing until our feet hurt, and flirting with random people. Partway through the night, I ended up chatting with this really cute guy.. he had a decent sense of humor, and we seemed to be hitting it off. Before long, we agreed to head back to my place once the club closed.

When we got to my apartment, it was all still feeling good.. music playing softly in the background, the buzz from the drinks we’d had, and that general late-night excitement in the air. We kissed a bit, and he was actually pretty good at it, so I thought, “Why not go further?”

But the second I moved down to give him head, I realized something was off. The whole night, we’d been dancing and sweating, so I assumed it was just a mix of cologne and sweat. But as I got lower, the smell intensified. It was like this wall of sourness hitting me in the face. I tried to push past it, not wanting to kill the mood or embarrass him.

Unfortunately, it only got worse once I actually took him in my mouth. The taste, the odor.. it was overpowering in the absolute worst way. After a few seconds, I felt my stomach churn. I tried breathing through my mouth, but it wasn’t helping. Suddenly, I had to stop, mumbling something like, “Hold on, I’m not feeling well,” then made a beeline for the bathroom.

Sure enough, I threw up. It was mortifying. I told him it must’ve been the drinks and that my stomach just wasn’t settling right. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings by admitting the real issue. When I came back, he was super concerned, but the atmosphere was obviously ruined. I suggested we call it a night.. he left soon after.

I still can’t believe that happened. I’ve never had a reaction like that before, but the smell and taste were just impossible to ignore. Definitely taught me a lesson about trusting my instincts… and maybe about encouraging guys to freshen up before hooking up..