[Reza]

18. I got really drunk and when I regained consciousness I was actually kissing the guy. weirdest moment of my life.

[Attitude]

Originally posted by Patrick

Let me preface this story by saying this; the event I am about to describe was not something I expected to happen, nor did I deliberately do anything in the hopes that this event might occur. After consumption of much alcohol, I was feeling quite uninhibited and I decided to, perhaps against my better judgment, throw caution to the wind. Intimate interaction with a member of the same sex was something entirely foreign to me, but instinct (or perhaps desire) took over. What can I say? I found the young man quite intriguing.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

Oh my God! I hadn't even asked this gentleman for his name. I realized that particular detail did not truly matter, but in the moment I could not keep my brain from conjuring up such silly thoughts. With my mind reeling, I began to search for justification. How had this outrageous (in the best possible way) event come to transpire? Was it purely experimentation? Was it an act of human nature? I knew that a kiss shared between two men stood in defiance of societal convention, and that, because I had done something taboo, some would label me a wicked or peculiar boy. But I didn't feel like a bad or strange person. At that moment, I was finding "the rules" both very confusing and entirely too restrictive.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

As I recount this experience, I believe I've come to several realizations, and if you don't mind the tangent, I'd like to share these thoughts here. We boys can be quite alluring, with our tanned skin acquired from years of shirtless work in the great outdoors, and our manly (but often surprisingly supple or pouty) lips. And given that the physical appeal of a man can be so impressive, one male should not be faulted if he succumbs to the desire to kiss, or perhaps seductively touch another male. The thrill of becoming intimate with another man is often too tempting and satisfying to be ignored. These sort of physical exchanges are nothing incredibly notable and amount to little more than innocent fun. Having said this, I guess it's only appropriate for me to concede that I am not as conflicted by my homoerotic flirtation as I have previous suggested and will suggest once more in the following reiteration of my earlier points.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

Too....many....words.

[Stepfon]

Originally posted by Peep Show

he's in the closet

I see you missed the joke.

[Deemy]

Originally posted by Patrick

Let me preface this story by saying this; the event I am about to describe was not something I expected to happen, nor did I deliberately do anything in the hopes that this event might occur. After consumption of much alcohol, I was feeling quite uninhibited and I decided to, perhaps against my better judgment, throw caution to the wind. Intimate interaction with a member of the same sex was something entirely foreign to me, but instinct (or perhaps desire) took over. What can I say? I found the young man quite intriguing.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

Oh my God! I hadn't even asked this gentleman for his name. I realized that particular detail did not truly matter, but in the moment I could not keep my brain from conjuring up such silly thoughts. With my mind reeling, I began to search for justification. How had this outrageous (in the best possible way) event come to transpire? Was it purely experimentation? Was it an act of human nature? I knew that a kiss shared between two men stood in defiance of societal convention, and that, because I had done something taboo, some would label me a wicked or peculiar boy. But I didn't feel like a bad or strange person. At that moment, I was finding "the rules" both very confusing and entirely too restrictive.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

As I recount this experience, I believe I've come to several realizations, and if you don't mind the tangent, I'd like to share these thoughts here. We boys can be quite alluring, with our tanned skin acquired from years of shirtless work in the great outdoors, and our manly (but often surprisingly supple or pouty) lips. And given that the physical appeal of a man can be so impressive, one male should not be faulted if he succumbs to the desire to kiss, or perhaps seductively touch another male. The thrill of becoming intimate with another man is often too tempting and satisfying to be ignored. These sort of physical exchanges are nothing incredibly notable and amount to little more than innocent fun. Having said this, I guess it's only appropriate for me to concede that I am not as conflicted by my homoerotic flirtation as I have previous suggested and will suggest once more in the following reiteration of my earlier points.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

You are such a great writer.

[Fiss]

It was a few months ago actually

[Xalric]

I was really young 15 he was 14, it was a guy that I liked a lot, we spent all time cuddling ourself, every single time and everywhere. I wasn't sure to be gay yet, but I had really had feelings for him. It stopped one year after when I went to high school, and never seen him.

[-mUsIcLoVeR-]

Like around last year. I was 16 at that time. We became really good friends. Supposed to be, I was transferring schools. So, knowing that I was, I took the opportunity to get close to almost all of my classmates at that time. Then I had this chance to get close to him. I had a crush on him before. I got to know him little by little, his interests, and etc. So yeah. We became friends. And all the constant talks led to much more of a closer friendship between us. Then time came, I asked him out, as friends, to accompany me to a place that I'm unfamiliar with, since I have to claim something there. So yeah. We were playing around through text messages, and I dared him if he can actually kiss me. Then he did, on the cheek. I blushed. Haha. Then yeah. I kissed back. Long day. The day after, he asked me if I would give him permission, to, like, court me or something like that. Gosh. I took so much time to think about that, but I was sure I'm having feelings for him already, so I said yes. A couple of nights after, I invited him to my place. Then yeah.

We were sitting in front of the computer, playing songs and stuff, then suddenly he stared at me. I looked at him. I asked him why was he staring at me, and unexpectedly, he kissed me on the lips. Well, it was actually my first time to be kissed on the lips, so it was somehow exciting for me. Haha. Then I told him that we are officially in a relationship now. It's been a year and almost two months already since my first kiss happened, and now, we're still together. He was the only guy I've ever kissed on the lips.

[skyler]

Originally posted by -mUsIcLoVeR-

Like around last year. I was 16 at that time. We became really good friends. Supposed to be, I was transferring schools. So, knowing that I was, I took the opportunity to get close to almost all of my classmates at that time. Then I had this chance to get close to him. I had a crush on him before. I got to know him little by little, his interests, and etc. So yeah. We became friends. And all the constant talks led to much more of a closer friendship between us. Then time came, I asked him out, as friends, to accompany me to a place that I'm unfamiliar with, since I have to claim something there. So yeah. We were playing around through text messages, and I dared him if he can actually kiss me. Then he did, on the cheek. I blushed. Haha. Then yeah. I kissed back. Long day. The day after, he asked me if I would give him permission, to, like, court me or something like that. Gosh. I took so much time to think about that, but I was sure I'm having feelings for him already, so I said yes. A couple of nights after, I invited him to my place. Then yeah.

We were sitting in front of the computer, playing songs and stuff, then suddenly he stared at me. I looked at him. I asked him why was he staring at me, and unexpectedly, he kissed me on the lips. Well, it was actually my first time to be kissed on the lips, so it was somehow exciting for me. Haha. Then I told him that we are officially in a relationship now. It's been a year and almost two months already since my first kiss happened, and now, we're still together. He was the only guy I've ever kissed on the lips.

aww thats beautiful

[QueenBLadyG]

Never

[Fruity]

I guess you mean like full on, properly kissing.

With a guy it was actually way after girls... I always knew I was gay but didnt like actively seek a boyfriend. I guess I was 16 and kinda drunk (typical). My friend was having this smallish cocktail party which was kind of boring. So I was just in another small room with this cute guy who was pretty sexual all the time. Thinking about it he definitely showed me the signs that he was bi, I should've realised earlier but I was never that close to him.

Anyway it turns out he liked me and I guess he basically knew I was gay... due to a lack of female relationships ever. So while talking in the dark he just became extremely touchy-feely, like rubbing me, touching my neck so we started making out for like 20 minutes.

It would've been better if he hadn't been smoking before but otherwise it was kinda good.

[skyler]

Originally posted by Fruity

I guess you mean like full on, properly kissing.

With a guy it was actually way after girls... I always knew I was gay but didnt like actively seek a boyfriend. I guess I was 16 and kinda drunk (typical). My friend was having this smallish cocktail party which was kind of boring. So I was just in another small room with this cute guy who was pretty sexual all the time. Thinking about it he definitely showed me the signs that he was bi, I should've realised earlier but I was never that close to him.

Anyway it turns out he liked me and I guess he basically knew I was gay... due to a lack of female relationships ever. So while talking in the dark he just became extremely touchy-feely, like rubbing me, touching my neck so we started making out for like 20 minutes.

It would've been better if he hadn't been smoking before but otherwise it was kinda good.

do you still talk to the guy?

[Nathan's Nicely]

I was walking home right before summer vacation started and all of a sudden my best friend kissed me. It totally caught me offguard but I guess it was decent.

[Beautiful Sinner]

Originally posted by Patrick

Let me preface this story by saying this; the event I am about to describe was not something I expected to happen, nor did I deliberately do anything in the hopes that this event might occur. After consumption of much alcohol, I was feeling quite uninhibited and I decided to, perhaps against my better judgment, throw caution to the wind. Intimate interaction with a member of the same sex was something entirely foreign to me, but instinct (or perhaps desire) took over. What can I say? I found the young man quite intriguing.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

Oh my God! I hadn't even asked this gentleman for his name. I realized that particular detail did not truly matter, but in the moment I could not keep my brain from conjuring up such silly thoughts. With my mind reeling, I began to search for justification. How had this outrageous (in the best possible way) event come to transpire? Was it purely experimentation? Was it an act of human nature? I knew that a kiss shared between two men stood in defiance of societal convention, and that, because I had done something taboo, some would label me a wicked or peculiar boy. But I didn't feel like a bad or strange person. At that moment, I was finding "the rules" both very confusing and entirely too restrictive.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

As I recount this experience, I believe I've come to several realizations, and if you don't mind the tangent, I'd like to share these thoughts here. We boys can be quite alluring, with our tanned skin acquired from years of shirtless work in the great outdoors, and our manly (but often surprisingly supple or pouty) lips. And given that the physical appeal of a man can be so impressive, one male should not be faulted if he succumbs to the desire to kiss, or perhaps seductively touch another male. The thrill of becoming intimate with another man is often too tempting and satisfying to be ignored. These sort of physical exchanges are nothing incredibly notable and amount to little more than innocent fun. Having said this, I guess it's only appropriate for me to concede that I am not as conflicted by my homoerotic flirtation as I have previous suggested and will suggest once more in the following reiteration of my earlier points.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

[Fruity]

Originally posted by skyler

do you still talk to the guy?

Kinda We are still friends and talked a lot. But we're not really compatible... it's complicated. I wouldn't say I was introverted but I'm not really into his crowd.

But I still have a full year of school with him, that was last year so. Who knows.

Originally posted by Nathan's Nicely

I was walking home right before summer vacation started and all of a sudden my best friend kissed me. It totally caught me offguard but I guess it was decent.

I can't believe this actually happens to people Sounds so spontaneous & cute.

[Mzd]

17 in the some park by my house with my best friend at the time. It was so awkward

[Oshiish]

I was 9(give or take), I was catwoman, he was batman.

In my tree house

[Loghen]

Originally posted by Oshiish

I was 9(give or take), I was catwoman, he was batman.

In my tree house

That sounds cute.

[RatedG²]

Originally posted by Patrick

Let me preface this story by saying this; the event I am about to describe was not something I expected to happen, nor did I deliberately do anything in the hopes that this event might occur. After consumption of much alcohol, I was feeling quite uninhibited and I decided to, perhaps against my better judgment, throw caution to the wind. Intimate interaction with a member of the same sex was something entirely foreign to me, but instinct (or perhaps desire) took over. What can I say? I found the young man quite intriguing.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

Oh my God! I hadn't even asked this gentleman for his name. I realized that particular detail did not truly matter, but in the moment I could not keep my brain from conjuring up such silly thoughts. With my mind reeling, I began to search for justification. How had this outrageous (in the best possible way) event come to transpire? Was it purely experimentation? Was it an act of human nature? I knew that a kiss shared between two men stood in defiance of societal convention, and that, because I had done something taboo, some would label me a wicked or peculiar boy. But I didn't feel like a bad or strange person. At that moment, I was finding "the rules" both very confusing and entirely too restrictive.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

As I recount this experience, I believe I've come to several realizations, and if you don't mind the tangent, I'd like to share these thoughts here. We boys can be quite alluring, with our tanned skin acquired from years of shirtless work in the great outdoors, and our manly (but often surprisingly supple or pouty) lips. And given that the physical appeal of a man can be so impressive, one male should not be faulted if he succumbs to the desire to kiss, or perhaps seductively touch another male. The thrill of becoming intimate with another man is often too tempting and satisfying to be ignored. These sort of physical exchanges are nothing incredibly notable and amount to little more than innocent fun. Having said this, I guess it's only appropriate for me to concede that I am not as conflicted by my homoerotic flirtation as I have previous suggested and will suggest once more in the following reiteration of my earlier points.

I kissed another man, and I must admit that I found it quite enjoyable. As our lips locked, the pleasing taste of flavored lip balm (perhaps cherry) aroused my tastebuds. Unbelievable! Curiosity awakened within me a sudden urge to kiss another man. How bold of me to act on such a whim! The pleasure of that moment lingered with me long after we broke our embrace, but a certain uneasiness found its way into my consciousness. What would my girlfriend make of this? Surely it was a serious offense for me to, unbeknownst to my significant other, kiss another man. But how could such a glorious sensation be inappropriate? And furthermore, the kiss in question had not spurred within me significant feelings for this gentleman. I had only kissed a man and enjoyed the experience. No harm done.

[RatedG²]

Originally posted by RatedG²

Okay...I maybe be a little slow for asking this, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who initially thought this. Why were some paragraphs repeated?

[Deemy]

Originally posted by RatedG²

Okay...I maybe be a little slow for asking this, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the onle one who initially thought this. Why were some paragraphs repeated?

For emphasis. Its a style of writing. Repetition. Its very 1920s.