First Kiss
 

Tell us about your first kiss. How old were you? Who was it with? Was it as magical as it is in all the faerie tales?

I was 14 years old and it was with a guy named Jason. I was at a campground in Coldwater, Michigan and it was nothing special. My 9 year old brother made fun of me the rest of the weekend...little bastard!

I'm not giving details but it was definitely not magical!

I suppose I should share mine to help get the ball rolling.

I was 15. His name was Justin. It was at music camp. I had such a crush on him all week. He had the lead in our musical. He was very sweet. We kissed goodbye in the wings after the last concert.

He came out to me two years later. He and his partner now live in Iowa. They're flight attendants.

I was 12. The girl was the hottest chick in the 6th grade and had the nicest breasts on our wing of class rooms. She abused me, took control from the moment our lips touched, grabbed one of my hands and put it down her shirt. Her name is Jessica. She loved my blond hair and thought I was the cutest out of all the other boys ( That comment has seemed to have stuck with me evrywhere I go to this date.) Her mom owned the hair Salon my mother had her hair/nails/toes done at. Amazingly we are friends to this date. It was wierd, everytime we moved her family moved to the same city. I think thats how we became such good friends and remained that way. I think it was magical in the sense that after it was done I couldn't talk. I came home and told my dad and mom that she made me feel on her breasts. My pops thought it was funny and started laughing but my mom thought it must have been some sort of a traumatic exp. for me, being a little boy and all.

I'm kinda proud that she was my first as well as me being her first. She's now modeling out in califonia and loves what she does. She's a major airhead but REALLY hot. One day if she makes the cover of magazines such as Cosmo, Maxim, Playboy and the like, I'll be able to frame it and tell my friends/ sons that I was the first person to have ever felt on those knockers as well as kiss her. I doubt she'll make those covers but I wouldn't be surprised if I saw her in Calvin Klein pics.

UF

I was 17. It was with my current boyfriend. It was without a doubt a wonderfully magical, perfect experience. I would not have changed a single thing. It was a few minutes after he'd asked me out. We were hugging and he pulled away, touched my face slightly to tilt it towards him, and he kissed me very softly. It was *perfect*

:D

I was 10, he was 8. I had braces...it was yucky.

We never kissed again until this summer. ;)

Oooh! Al these threads about kissing! *getting out my little black book* lol

My first was at the tender age of 14. I was playing Truth or Dare and SO nervous because it was guys and girls. I could only IMAGINE what we were gonna get dared to do, and I never choose truth because I am weird. So of course, dare it was. Luckily the girl whose turn it was was pretty innocent so she just dared me to kiss this guy named Quincy, the neighborhood playa. I was NER-VOUS not only becuase he was so much more experienced than me, but also because I was trying to act all cool in front of everyone. Needless to say, it didn't go well at all, and both of us were blaming each other cause the awkwardness of it made us both look bad (truth be told, it was my fault, lol... I can say that now). Immediately after the game, I asked to walk him home. When we were by ourselves, I asked him to teach me how to kiss because that was my first time (:eek: at my forwardness, lol). He obliged, and I am so grateful to him because he was very respectful of me, while teaching me in 10 minutes most of what I needed to know about kissing.

Ack. I was either 15 or 16 on Thanksgiving with a guy by the name of Mike. It was cold, pouring down the rain, and as we got cuddly under our city park's bandstand gunshots rang out across the street. So, he had to run across the park to call 911 and talk to the cops when they came. When he finally got back to me he simply leaned over and gave me a nice, simple, sweet kiss. :)
*note: After that, it just sucked... lol*

We were like wild animals reaching into each others throats.

Yup one of those first kisses turned into a make out session.

With my baby-sitter. Or brother's baby sitter because I refused to watch him. I am the bad ass of first kisses.

Magic Age of 9
 

I can remember it vividly. I was 9 at the time and already had two pounds of chest hair. I snuck into Soul Train, danced with some girl and ended up backstage not only kissing her but also giving her a "Protein Shake" - to put it nicely.

-Rudey
--She needed the shake after dancing so much

I was 18!!! I know, totally old. It was on the couch, in his lounge in his dorm room. OH god, how hideous was that experience.

Re: Magic Age of 9
 

LMFAO!!!!!!!!! Dude, thats so Fuggin hilarious...... That might be one of my favorite quotes from GC now.....

Ahhh...my first kiss.

Don't laugh, just two years ago when I was 19. It was with one of the two guys I've ever had true feelings for in my life. :)

I was 16 and she was 20 or 21... Can't quite remember how old.. but plenty older.

Was just hanging out in her dorm room and next thing you know we hooked up.

It was at the end of my first ever date, on my front porch. I was 14, he was 16. His name was Brent.

What I mostly remember is my friends asking me the next day what I did with my gum...

First actual kiss was a Sweetheart Dance at another HS Junior year...girl was a friend of the girl that my friend was trying to hook up with. I had been kinda down on my luck in talking to girls (I would talk to lots of girls but as soon as I liked them I would stop talking to them...how retarded is that?) so even though this girl was only cute (but not attractive - my rating system is complicated - you can be cute, pretty, hot, attractive, or gorgeous, and you can be a mix of several (if all 4 then your gorgeous)) Anyways it was a weak attempt to make the night a little bit better...she was a sophomore and although we had hung out several times before it just was not working out. I said somethings that I shouldn't have. So yeah not magical at all.

First real make out session was on a cruise Spring Break of Senior year. Her name was Kathryn, and she was a sophomore from Stillwater OK. She was cute, pretty and attractive. It was pretty magical, b/c she and I went to the very front of the ship and it just sort of happened, and then we made out for like the next hour, and then nearly every day after that. Too bad her dad was so overprotective and wouldn't let her stay out late, but whatevs.

I was 11. It was Valentine's Day and one of my friends was having a Valentine's Day party. We played Spin the Bottle and I had to kiss my ex-best friend's boyfriend. He later dumped her and started dating me. It was this whole big 6th grade drama.

You must be a good kisser!

I was 14. To this date, I have never experienced a more awkward kiss. :D

If we're talking those plain on the lips kinda of kisses... summer after 5th grade, so I was ... 11. I belonged to a Private Swim Club that had cabanas around it, then had an opening to the tenis courts, volleyball, and playground.. anyway, he (Mike) was on the swim team and i knew him forever, and we were sorta 'dating' (more like holding hands), and we went behind the cabanas and kissed... everyone else made us.. teehee.
(sad note: Mike Carter, my first kiss... was killed in a car accident last year the day before valentines day... and I dont go to school anywhere near home. All my sorority sisters were around getting ready for our "Lovers and Lyre' Crush party... and we already started drinking. Needless to say I stayed home and continued. I had to MAKE my roommate leave and have fun (it was her birthday) or she would have stayed with me. I wanted her to have fun. I couldnt go home for the funeral, but he was a great guy. He was a big golfer at Penn state, check out the bottom paragraph of this article: http://www.collegesports.com/sports/...071202aaf.html )

However, if we're talking about a tongue kiss... that'd be after 6th grade. Jeff. I had an awesome party basement... pinball machines, ping pong table, fooseball table... etc. So I had one of those "5-guy, 5-girl" parties where you match everyone up. Well we decided to play Chinese Man-hunt... which (according to our rules) was all the girls go hide, and the guys come find them, and when they do, they hide together. Well, Jeff found me, and we kissed underneath my pinball machine. My best friend Kathryn and I had our first kisses onthe same night (different guys though, lol)

I was 13, he was 14 and visiiting his aunt/my next door neighbor for the summer. It was on the diving board of our pool at sunset. hee hee It was total puppy love.

He was visiting his mom, who has since relocated to the city where my family lives this summer, and we ALMOST got to see each other again... but I opted to run off to Hawaii with the now mr. amycat instead... who, btw, has a very close friend who bears the exact same name right down to the spelling of my first kiss. And mr. amycat got to meet his mom last weekend, who commented on how much he looks like her son and how much i look like her sons' wife. ha ha

yeah the first girl i kissed when i was a freshman in high school is a lasbian now...we are still close as hell. i think she is the one person who knows more about me than myself. anyway, it wasnt that magicial because we were not together, we just were hooking up...

uhhhhh mine well, well not until I was older. It was New Years and my friends and I were drinkin, I was talkin to these 3 guys that r friends. Yeah it was midnight and one of the 3 guys I kissed. (And a second guy later on that night). Nothin special or romantic about it.

Damn, you people can remember a first kiss?

I can barely remember my first more profound sexual experiences or who they were with . . .

It could be a guy thing though . . .

I mean once they are over, who cares? ;)

Just one more girl you won't be kissing/banging anymore . . . its like what have they done for me lately that I am going to give them memory space in my brain?

Damn, its hard being a man.

i was eleven and it was with my first boyfriend (we were THE couple in sixth grade... tee hee)

We counted to three and kissed - we were both so shocked that we actually went through with it because we were so nervous... it was super cute and funny...

we remain good friends until this day, we hung out all the time this summer

Yea, I have that affect on chicks also.

Yeah for first kiss stories! :)

Warning: Mine is a little strange.

Mine was when I was in third grade. My parents friends had a son my age, James, and we would always play together. One day while I was over at his house it started raining, so we went into the barn. We ended up playing in the hay loft, building a fort with hay bales. We would pretend it was a castle, and run around it and stuff. While he was chasing me around the fort, I fell, he came to help me up and then kissed me and held my hand. Up until last year we kept in touch, James is now serving time in an Arizonia State Correctional Facility.

i was 12 (summer before 8th grade) and it was with my brother's best friend who was 15..i was on the phone w/my best friend and i had to tell her to hold on :) (she coincidentally also got her first kiss from the same guy a few weeks earlier..we had both had crushes on him for years)..he is now married and has 2 kids

James if I had that attitude about the opposite sex, I, too, would hate being a man. Can I hear an OINK?????

Don't worry, swissmiss. When a guy says he "can't remember..." it really means it's been so long since he had sex that he can't remember what it feels like.

See, guys have a way of twisting stuff around to suit their egos. The guys with that attitude are usually the ones who aren't getting any, hence the apathetic overtone.

The only other option is that they ARE getting some, just not getting the good stuff.

Either way, its their own fault for either: a) trying too hard, or b) settling for the desparate chicks in a pathetic attempt to just get SOMETHING.

I wouldn't hold that against James, swissmiss! :)

My first real kiss was when I was 14. It was with my very first boyfriend, and we were in our friend's living room -- my friend went upstairs to get something, and he and I kissed. It was sweet, but I wouldn't say it was "magical."

I was 13, it was in the Haunted House ride on the Boardwalk at Myrtle Beach.

I was visiting my cousin in SC for the summer. We took an evening trip to the Boardwalk at Myrtle Beach (about 1 hr away from her house) with her and her boyfriend, another couple, me, and this guy named Mark. We all rode the Haunted House ride and while we were on it he put his arm around me and kissed me. We kinda dated for the rest of the summer. Haven't talked to him or heard about him since...

I was 16, and it was in the back of a camaro as it is moving about 45 mph. My friend and I were on a double date; she and her boy in the front, me and my guy in back. Awkward is a good word for it.

Dude, you took the words right out of my mouth.


You might be my twin in disguise.

First kiss... on the playground in third grade.

First serious kissing/hooking up... spring break in Mexico, I was fifteen... don't remember the guys names. EDITED TO ADD: Oops, not fifteen... sixteen.

In between... other various boys... usually in fraternities.

First kiss that meant anything... 18, on a second date with a guy I dated for the next three and 1/2 years... recently ended. :(

This is actually kind of fun to think about.

I think my actual first kiss was probably playing spin-the-bottle at some birthday party in elementary school...Just kids playing a game.

I remember one of my friends in particular who was abolsutely petrified, but determined. He was "dating" a girl I had gone out with. We must have been fifteen. He would walk her home after swearing he would kiss her, then come back dejected because he lost his nerve.

My first "real" kiss was kind of devious. I was probably 14 or 15 and with a bunch of friends riding in the back of a pickup. There was this really cute girl who was a year younger. I started on this thing about her "teaching" me to kiss. She thought I was a real "man of the world" and was very "experienced" and teasing her. (remember, there were several others in the pickup, so she was reluctant) I was pretty nervous, as I recall. Anyway, we finally kissed, and it went pretty well, because I think we kept it up all the way home.

I wonder what ever happened to her.

While I don't remember most of them, I do recall that the first kiss with any new woman was always pretty -- hard to think of the right word -- fun, interesting, exciting, intense. Ah, the thrill of the chase.