When was your first same sex kiss mine was when I was 13 in middle school my best friend came over for a sleepover
The first real one was at 21. There was an accidental one at 15 though - my friend tripped on something and smacked his face against mine by accident which caused lip contact. We never talked about it and pretended it never happened.
I was 26 and we'd just wrapped up our first date and made tentative plans for a second one. Four years later we're still dating!
Ha, same here! Had an accidental one while we were both turning the corner on scooters in grade 7 on our way home. Pinkie swore not to tell her friends her first "kiss" had been with me.
Strangely, I lost my virginity to a guy when I was 13 but we never kissed. So far I have not kissed a man, at least not on the lips if you know what I mean
I've actually told this story on here before, but it's a good story so I'll repost: Mine was in college. I had always known I wasn't strictly straight but I figured I was bi and it would just be easier to be into girls and I was actually a bit of a ladies man. It's hard to even imagine, but well there you go. I think it is possible I might have eventually married one of them if not for that guy from Princeton. He was a friend of my roommates who visited fairly often. It was like he was me at Princeton--same major, we both did parliamentary debate and he was adorable. We became very close (well close for people who didn't see each other very often). As it turned out we were both gay--he was out, I wasn't but he could tell and I could tell he could tell, but he was respectful and never mentioned it. I didn't drink so one night when we went to a party and he got drunk it was my responsibility to make sure he made it back to the dorm safely. We made it back to the dorm and there in the lobby he drunkenly went in for a kiss and I let him--and it was like lightning through my soul. My legs literally gave out and as we lay there in the lobby all tangled up all the little things I told myself about how my life would be fine without indulging this gay thing fell away. That stupid drunken kiss was more romantic, more meaningful than all the dating, all the sex, all that flailing about trying to be happy without this complicating thing. I realized in that moment that all the stuff I had mistaken for attraction to women wasn't even in the same ballpark as this new thing. Within a month or so any attraction I had felt for women pretty much evaporated and from there on out it was just a question of when I would come out, no longer if I would.
Well, if my childhood kisses count, my first was when I was around 11/12 (It was a proper make-out, not just a peck). If that one doesn't count, my first one was when I was 15/16 with my friend's lesbian sister
I was sixteen, way back in that crazy, long ago time of March of this year. It was the day after I had come out to my parents, which was every bit the disaster I thought it would be. I wanted the girl I had a crush on at the time to hear it from me instead of through the town's overly active rumor mill. It turns out that she had a crush on me too, and she kissed me when I told her what had happened. That entire week was an emotional roller coaster.
I was 30. I had had sex with many guys at that point but never kissed. One of my friends and I were on a camping trip and got caught in a rain down pour. When we got to the camper we were drying off and my friend out of now where hugged me and kissed me. The feeling of our non shaven ###### was amazing. We kissed for a long time.
22 years old, at the end of the second date. We went back to the metro station where I was going to take a train home. I said "well... it IS called 'kiss and ride'". Dumb wordplay, but I couldn't argue with the results.
Thats a really cute story! My first kiss with a guy was 18. I was still half-way in the closet and there was this openly gay guy at school. We started texting and I told him that I wanted him to be my first kiss while we were in class... so we both go to the bathroom and I got my first kiss right next to the urinal. It was a hot mess but every since then I just knew without a doubt that I liked guys and there was no going back. The story turns dramatic because the guy I kissed was in a relationship at the time, when his boyfriend found out they broke up...two weeks later and I started dating his ex-boyfriend, and we dated for a good year after. He was also the guy who I would lose my virginity to. High school me was a mess
