Let's describe my real first kiss? Well....it was 2005....I walk into the Safety Building men's private restroom on the 6th Floor, North End corner of the building. Every door tended to be locked...so workers used keys...as janitor slash Building security...I carried a lot of master keys. I walk in and there is this hot daddy, my daddy, a married Jewish white attorney, a State attorney mind you, whom also hustled as a divorce lawyer. He smiles, his scruffy salt and pepper beard looks sexy, he kept it shaved low, suit, tie, and he asks me boldly for a kiss....pulls me deep in to his hips by grabbing my waist...daddy opens his mouth wide...and tongue kisses me aggressively. Now I'm not a huge fan of a kiss....because of germs....this first kiss was more an impromptu French kiss that felt uncensored...open mouth...tongue down my throat....this daddy licked my teeth, licked my nose.. and sucked on my tongue.... definitely not closed mouth or gentle smooches on the lips.
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It was at high school from a girl, I knew something was wrong as I thought it was quite yukky. She showed me her tits and thought "what the fuck am I supposed to do with those". Then later on a dick was presented to me and thought "now that is more like it".
With someone other than my girlfriend... my cousin. We were both 5, she grabbed and kissed me and I was shocked, awkward and when done I said to a roomful of adults, I don’t get it, why are people into it. Then my mom said don’t kiss family and when you get a girlfriend or boyfriend you will understand. An annoying story told at family gatherings and probably at my funeral as well.