Your first kiss

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Surprisingly, I've had my first kiss, but she called me gay for it. :eli:
 

Because it was such a stupid thing to do, I hated how people thought I needed to "Learn" how to do things or something. I was just still fucked up from my time in Orlando.
 
Because it was such a stupid thing to do, I hated how people thought I needed to "Learn" how to do things or something. I was just still fucked up from my time in Orlando.
This has raised a few more questions then it's answered. Why'd she call you gay for that?
 
I didn't do it right, apparently.

Could you blame me though? This girl was literally just thrown at me after I had come from the bathroom because I done felt like shit. Winter sucks around here.
 
The way my parents tell me I was 6 years old and kissed a girl who lived in the same apartment building I was in.

Can't remember it at all.
 
It was actually just a couple years ago. I was working on a new website with a guy, and he was really into it. I felt so distant from him at that time. I watched him furiously code and configure and make style sheets all driven with a passion to have people come together and discuss our common interest. His passion for the topic filled my senses and enveloped me as we worked long into the night. Several evenings of this and it was hard to hide my raging boner. The more we worked the harder it became. I was afraid he would notice, but after a while I stopped caring....

until I leaked. I got so into it that my dick leaked all over the inside of my sweats. My lightly colored grey sweats. It looked like I peed myself. I didn't realize what had happened until I stood up to go to the bathroom, and that's when he made his move.

"Hey man, what happened there?" he said, admiring my slimy bulge.

"Ummmm," I stammered, before he jumped up and kissed me. His passionate fingertips that were moments ago declaring the templates that would soon become a community of users were all over my taut buttocks as his tongue darted around inside my mouth and made my tongue his bitch. I quivered in the knees and almost fell over as it ended as abruptly as it began.

"Now hurry up," he said, as I slumped to the floor. "The CWCKI forums can't possibly reach full autistic potential without you."
 
It was actually just a couple years ago. I was working on a new website with a guy, and he was really into it. I felt so distant from him at that time. I watched him furiously code and configure and make style sheets all driven with a passion to have people come together and discuss our common interest. His passion for the topic filled my senses and enveloped me as we worked long into the night. Several evenings of this and it was hard to hide my raging boner. The more we worked the harder it became. I was afraid he would notice, but after a while I stopped caring....

until I leaked. I got so into it that my dick leaked all over the inside of my sweats. My lightly colored grey sweats. It looked like I peed myself. I didn't realize what had happened until I stood up to go to the bathroom, and that's when he made his move.

"Hey man, what happened there?" he said, admiring my slimy bulge.

"Ummmm," I stammered, before he jumped up and kissed me. His passionate fingertips that were moments ago declaring the templates that would soon become a community of users were all over my taut buttocks as his tongue darted around inside my mouth and made my tongue his bitch. I quivered in the knees and almost fell over as it ended as abruptly as it began.

"Now hurry up," he said, as I slumped to the floor. "The CWCKI forums can't possibly reach full autistic potential without you."

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As tiny children, my neighbor's cousin and I would challenge each other to backyard obstacle courses or feats of strength. The prize for winning - or penalty for losing? - was eating a clump of oniongrass and then kissing. Oniongrass and kissing were just about the most disgusting things we could think of at the time; "loser touches dog poop" was another penalty, but that was deemed too gross and quickly discarded.

At fifteen, I started dating a person nearly twice my age. I was not physically attracted to him and actually didn't know what sexual attraction felt like. I kissed him because it was customary to kiss one's boyfriend. I rarely talk about this, because it was an odd, dumb relationship with a narrative that people are often keen to hijack. Plus, I am still friendly with the guy and it is embarrassing for both of us.

Maybe a year or so after breaking up with that guy, I began spending time with a girl from my class at school. One day, we found a box of old records in the trash behind the library. We decided to play them at her mom's apartment, but ended up kissing for like an hour while the needle sat in the runout groove and rain fell on the skylight. Kissing made a lot more sense after that; I feel like it's the first time that really counted.


@Rammspieler , I'm curious - to what extent would you attribute this differential saltiness to the presence or absence of a substantial female user base, versus the difference in stated purpose of these forums?

Well I guess because this isn't primarily a forum dedicated to that kind of misery? Just look at the circlejerks on L-S.com. Same shit ad infinitum. Over here, that shit is contained to the appropriate threads. Plus, maybe the guys here managed to find this place before they managed to find their way into the "Manosphere"?
 
My first kiss was at a Metalachi concert, it was awesome. It was actually with my favorite member of the band.
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My first kiss was with a cosplayer at a convention, your average high schooler one-night romance. I'll let you guess what fandom it was. I'd just been rejected by a different girl and was in a bad mood, so having that happen made my night. Made me feel better about getting turned down, along with dating in general.
 
My first 2 kisses were open-mouth and in the school library when I was 17. Both were from a boy in my gym class who I frequently saw in between classes. Even though we didn't know each other well, he confessed that he liked me; but a few weeks later we both agreed to stay friends (nothing personal, but a relationship wasn't what we wanted). He was pleasant and very down-to earth.

It felt really good, and even today I still feel warm thinking about it.
 
Storytime. Dumb but storytime. When I was about 14-15 I think 15, my first boyfriend invited me over for movies and snacks because we were close friends for a long time (still are! Relationship didn’t work due to him moving.) and we would always watch a movie and I would bring food. We were watching Pokémon the first movie (yeah I know but it’s the shit.) I remember it was the scene where Mew was on the windmill and I got kissed and I kissed back and was like yeah m8 that’s pretty chill. So ye.
 
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