Tonight I was so close to F-closing, but I couldn't do it, i pussied out.

Background: I'm an reasonably attractive guy, confident, but am haunted by performance anxiety in the bedroom with new girls. It goes away after I've spent a couple of nights with an understanding woman... But an night with a stranger doesn't afford that luxury.

I'm stood in the bar, we're hands all over eachother, she's saying how I need to stop kissing like that because she wants me etc. All I had to do was come out and say something, she would have been back here right now. Instead I said something like "Look I'm shy with new people, I'd love to invite you back but it's not my style". She thought I was running a 'shy guy' reverse psychology routine.

It ended OK, with a #-swap but I felt fucked up by it, totally out of my comfort zone, like a shy kid again. Didn't help she was a good 10 years older than me, but I need to sort my shit out.

Anyone else had performance anxiety resulting in the lack of killer instinct? Any suggestions on how to overcome this? It feels like, in my mid-twenties, I should be over this by now.

Cheers guys (and girls!)