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how old were you?
where were you?
and what were your thoughts afterwards? (if you remember)
At a friends house party, on the sofa, in the living room.
"Is that it?"
Spin the Bottle. Those were the days.
I wont say exactly, but lets just say it wasnt that long ago... Yeah, im a loser.
It was at a party at a club. She was drunk and I was the new boy at school. She decided the best thing to do was force me to kiss her.
She's my friend now.
Location: Joeymahone's arms
Afterthoughts: "What luxurious hair..."
waverly train station
"holy shit that's disgusting"
I was mature enough for a first kiss as you can see.
How did she respond to this?
an awful bar with a dancefloor in york.
i'm guessing something like 'did that just happen?'
surely you should remember!
actually I don't fully remember my thoughts, other than I spent the whole day in shock and felt kinda disgusted...then I got used to it.
and i'm not really that sort of person! to prove which: we started going out a few weeks afterwards and are still together :-P
under a table at school
she said it was too wet, which upset me somewhat.
to be fair, it was pretty much mouth rape
next time i kissed someone:
aged 16, with a 15 year old "lesbian" as part of some drunken hijinks in which i walked into a newsagents in a bra
actual first time i "got off" with someone:
outside a night club, having just thrown up, wearing a qotsa tshirt
thoughts after: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
history of kisses.
pretty late for an actual first kiss tho
what would you say WAS crazy then...?
Actually, I'm afraid to ask...
then so is that.
and what were the ages for +14?
23 and 37.
I'd do it again. I've still got her number, actually...
YOU CRAZY YOU
full on snog on the "French trip" (lol).
Thoughts as I recall: "Ew. Sloppy and she tasted funny."
still gave me a boner
"i can't wait to try this on a boy"
you must be getting the fast train and
jumping off when it zooms past my station!
i'll get the vaseline.
the thought of your sweet face gives me the power to fly. x
at the late and most certainly great club RG1 in Reading
"please don't notice my boner, pleeeeease don't notice my boner..."
Who was this i ask?
on a sofa, new years eve, with someone i'd been obsessing over for about 5 months
WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED
suffice to say the next day she said 'i was drunk'
I'd kiss you!
my first proper kiss was when i was 16. it was really cringey.
he said 'mmm that was great, your lips are so soft'
me- (completely didnt know what to say)
'erm......thanks, i use vaseline!'
him- ooh do u put in on your tongue too?!'
aw my friend had her first official(meaning excluding games of spin the bottle) kiss a few weeks ago and the guy texted her after saying she had soft lips, she made the mistake of telling us, so now she's "soft lips" to us.
Yeah she hates us now...
makes me wonder what they were expecting..
thanks for that :D
seems most of us on our here cringed it up
i look back and laugh
am i missing out?
of it is almost as horrendous as the thought of 'truth or dare'
surely these games are only invented by overconfident cunts who want to make everyone else in the game feel inadequate?
not that anyone would wanna kiss me anyway!
FAR too much at uni.
was just an excuse for people to gay eachother up to show how comfortable with their sexualities everyone was
if you're all horrendously drunk.
the world would be very different without this game.
It forces teens to "break down barriers", discover their sexuality, inderstand other people better, and just generally grow up.
Ive never played it.
I fucking hate it.
when the bottle landed on someone they spinner didn't realy want to kiss and was all "no, no its more towards blah blah'
I hate how it makes the typical social retard feel, ie. me.
people who suggest a game of truth or dare usually have a secret they want to tell. srsly.
if you're drunk, and with your friends, who are mainly girls...you wake up feeling that bit stupid, especially when for the next year and a half the indulge in calling you a lesbian at every moment they can =(
On the bus back from a school trip. That was my last proper one too. I'm a shy bastard in such situations.
me too Gerard, me too!
outside church youthclub
Immediate thought was mortified embarrassment at everyone leering out the window at us
we got drunk in a bar in bedford where you could tell the staff you were underage and they'd still serve you. we'd been set up by a mutual friend, and she helped me win at pool because i was rubbish.
i think she was schitzophrenic, however..
but just nuts!
had a split personality, and the other side was called "Evil Steve" and he hated her.
i need to find you a woman.
if we were in a musical, i would now sing a song about it.
School leavers dinner, I was quite drunk at the time, he was a cute guy I'd been hoping would notice me. After thoughts...well that wasn't great. I kinda smiled at him and sloped off.
Behind the church
"Tastes like gone off hazel nuts"
I'd not even thought about that.
I wouldn't worry about it. Girls are rubbish.
Unless you're gay, in which case: Blokes are rubbish.
than others; as are some blokes. Quit making massive generalisations, you're ruining it for the lad.
I go to a righteously dorky all-boys school.
Someday I WILL kiss a girl. Some day.
knock a couple of years off that total. Just be glad you haven't turned gay.
*manly punch on arm*
i was at an all boys school and didnt know or speak to any girls for about 5 years. then as soon as i went to college things chaaaaanged! not very much (thats my fault for having no skillz), but stick with it!
Its not that I lack skills (which I do) its that there are no girls I want to kiss except one ugly girl i've been infatuated for many a year. She's so ugly :)
go to college in a place with girls you don't know and meet some new ones.
unless of course you live in some place where there are only about 20 girls. in which case, get to uni as quick as possible!
Uni will make a man out of me!
There are plenty girls in Watford i'm just not particularly hormonal, that's been and gone. Not many girls I want who want me.
I genuinely don't care. As long as I don't end up living my life sad and alone, who cares when I first kiss someone? I don't.
tis a very mature attitude to have.
and did a large, forced exhale of amusement.
not quantity. true fact, no matter what all the dirty man ho's tell you!
send yourself over here.
in a garden at a party, somewhere just after midnight, surrounded by my friends cheering [i'd fancied him for about a year]. embarrassing but pretty awesome too.
thoughts afterwards: ":D"
outside southampton train station.
i was so stoked. so stoked. everyone else had already kissed someone, so i was just happy to catch up with everyone else.
well, i suppose it could happen one day. i mean, at these DiS functions boys kiss each other all the time!
hey, i'm cool, i'm metrosexual.
outside southampton train station.
i quite like the idea of the planes flying overhead. like large fireworks.
bit of rough trade.
lots and lots of innocent kissing with girls when i was 7,8,9,10 but didnt snog a girl until I was 18, but it wasnt that memorable because I had sex for the first time about an hour later.
talk about accelarated learning curve.
i ended up going out with that girl for a year as well.lol.imagine the grin the day after.
13, with some lech with 'wet' gelled hair and a stripy shirt at a underage chav club place. It was my last proper one excluding spin the bottle as well. *social pariah*
on top of a hill with a damn good view
"Ewww. At least the view is nice. Still, ewwwwww."
I dumped him about 2 weeks after <3
all quite fitting words.
I don't know how someone could kiss so badly.
He should have known better, anyway. A 3 year old donkeys could have done better, i imagine.
thank you for that mental image =\
I understand now.
i was a right fanny, i think i kissed loads of girls in reception, but after that i waited until i was 15, and she was a horror, and i went out with her for 6 months before realising she looked like her brother, and he was a mosher.
by the way, if anyone knows her, it wasn't her, yeah.
you agree that she looks like her brother though?
everythings been just lustful probings into my mouth, rather than actual 'kissing' as such. I'm probably a very bad kisser as well.
well, if you're so inclined...
drunk horny me. basically.
I'm not proud.
but it happened.
she was the equivalent of me at least.
with an older (I'd guess about 18) guy, who was VERY drunk. I was only slightly drunk. It was realy awkward and I giggled a lot after it, ha ha.
There'd been little kisses before but the big real one:
At a local all-day gig, with a girl I'd been after for a while.
Had to nerve myself up with plenty of dutch courage and said some really cheesy line about something or other before just going for it.
Still with her today after 3 years.. Awwww
after spending a week running away from her seduction attempts i decided i might as well give it a try... i quite enjoyed it, i think, despite the nervousness of not really knowing what to do, and knowing she'd kissed lots of boys.
we actually got together and went out 6 years later. random.
it was on a park bench and no alcohol was involved. how come alcohol always needs to be involved these days?
being drunk is an excuse for everything, so ther are no nerves.
the late 1980's
a) I hope she doesn't notice I'm aroused
b) Would it be rude to ask her for money for the bus home?
Euphemism of the day.
It was at a school disco... I went to an all boys school and we used to have discos with an all girls school every term. About 75% or people pulled at these discos with the particularly popular boys kissing 5+ a night - I was not one of these boys. A girl came up to me and said "Will you neck for my mate?" Neck is a horrid term in Liverpool for kissing. I looked over and she was pretty hot so I said yes. We went behind the school stage and kissed for about a minute four times. She was a lot taller than me. I remember thinking it wasn't that great... I don't really think it is unless you really like the person. The first time I kissed a person I actually like was fairly recent and it was amazing. I ramble:(
I was 14 and I was somewhat disappointed that it wasn't any better than those with people I didn't like so much. However we went out for about 6 months anyway and he got pretty good by the end of it. To be fair, our first kiss was only his second kiss.
i was 17, and it was a lot nicer than kissing people i didn't really like
that I don't really see the point in kissing people in clubs anymore... This may be because they don't see the point in kissing me though.
With Emma Nolan at the school dance. I was a bit drunk.
She was from Marton. GROSS.
Not the same one who was a rubbish kisser though.
She was enough to put me off girls from Teesside for life :D
at the back of the school field at lunchtime
thoughts? Probably something like "oh, so she had cheese n pickle sandwiches for lunch then"
"monday, one-day; tuesday, two-day; wedneseday, when? what day?; thursday's the 3rd day"
So that means i'll see you monday then? bring vaseline.
I'm always leaving my tongue at home. I always forget to put it back in after i brush my teeth
of cheese n pickle sandwich
Mr Prall's history classroom after school.
I have her as a friend on facebook. She's gone downhill.
if we're saying proper first kiss. didn't really think much afterwards. it was a bit of an anticlimax though.
it was in a playground in Guernsey. There was another girl who was hot who fancied me and we should've 'got it on' but the one I kissed was more forward and I was basically completely passive so went with her. It was weird.
up against a tree in a friend's back garden
up against a tree
at a party at my house (birthday? i dunno)
a strong contender for most embarrassing moment of my life though. (not the kiss, that was fine, but what i did afterwards)
did you wump?
I have kissed a few people...
if you had a wump after my first kiss?
i got all up myself and dramatic. essentially i didn't really like the girl, and i thought she was kinda serious about me (she been flirting fairly constantly with me for a while), so i actually broke up with her before we were even going out.
god that was awful.
i was all like 'i don't think its going to work out' and crap like that. i am actually cringing just thinking about it.
she was actually quite upset too :(
i can't remember which was first, but his name was Kobby, he was probably the smallest boy in the year, he breakdanced, i think we went out for 5 months.
mates house party. Think her name was becki or something.
Anyway, it was quite weird - remember thinking like 'ok then...' mid-snog. Then pulling back and recoiling in horror seeing at what i just stuck my tongue into.
And she lit up a fag after, which did not help matters.
I'd heard of it before by another name, but can't remember what that was...
from primary school from about age 7.
but then, first proper mature kiss was when i was about 14, with a girl called anne-marie who i'd fancied for ages and ages. we were 'going out' and our friends spent half an hour hassling us about the fact that we hadn't kissed yet. so we went to kiss in an alley just off the park.
when we got there, i turned to her and said "look, you don't have to. i'll just tell them we.." and she cut me off by leaning in and giving me one of the nicest kisses i've ever been involved in.
i walked back to the park in a sort-of daze. it was great.
that's so nice!
10, when I had, like a girlyfriend and everything! If that counts...
16 'properly', I guess...
I was disappointed and decided never to kiss people in the face ever again.
Then I was 15, at a house party, drunk for the second time.
I thought, 'amazing! she is totally hot' and then went home and wanked over the thought.
or followup.Lazy conclusion.
in France, on an exchange trip. absolutely hammered on tequila. he was 25 (ewww!!) and i couldnt understand a word he said.... :(
thoughts? 'hinfuhesufjd tequila!!!!!'
not been able to drink the stuff since.
i think, got abolutely hammered, was a nice summer evening!
the girl was quite nice, have fallen out since which is a shame.
thats not good. specially not after abba.
Then he kissed my friend, whom i then kissed
but i got to go out with him in the end anyway, so hah
Outside a pet shop after an evening drinking
Her name was Alison. I called her Claire for the rest of the evening. It was a short-lived affair
It was at the bottom of Stanhope Road in Swadlincote, that bit where it joins Civic Way, you know? Near Simon Gamble's house. My mate Gibbo once threw a stone at Simon Gamble's house, but that's a different story.
It was with Laura Bonner. She was lovely. Not the prettiest. But very clever. I think that made her lovely. Everyone was there, as it was on the way home from school. I'd given her a note earlier in the day, and we met up after school finished, outside the gates, and walked hand-in-hand to the bottom of Stanhope Road, where our routes home separated. We had a lovely goodbye kiss.
It was aces. I then went home and wrote an essay about it, because I am officially the saddest man in Britain. I wish I still had that essay.
first kiss sounds charming. Mine was outside a pet shop, and she told me that her boyfriend would kill me once he got back from being in the army.
I was wearing a leather jacket.
I'm going to tell everyone from now on that my first kiss was with Laura Bonner, just down from Simon Gamble's house.
Was he related to Des Gamble? I used to work with Des Gamble.
That's enough tangents for one post, I think
He was in the year above. Mates with Mark Tomlinson, I think.
I was 16, Sarah was her name. We had just done some shopping in London. I had got a new pair of trainers. It seemed that life couldn't get any better..... *looks wistfully out of the window*
she related to Des Gamble?
Did she dump you?
Ding Ding! It's over, sweetheart!
didn't kiss a girl from the ages of 5-15? My heart bleeds.
Try having sex at 16 and then not again until 20, now THAT is something that messes with your view of women and the world.
That was when I had my first kiss. You advanced slag.
is possibly the greatest term of abuse I have ever, ever heard.
I am going to use that forever, ever ever, ever ever
I've written all this down in my Beginner's Guide To DiS Users.
hear that is on the shortlist for this years Booker prize
than Nat King Cole singing a song about silk in a bath made of melted chocolate that is full of essential oils
Got anything else? If I can get the combined info of you and the advanced slag, I'm laughing all the way to the girlbank.
the rest is down to Smoothy McSmootherson
first proper kiss was aged 16/17 in some skanky squaddie pub with some runt friend of a friend, I remember thinking I don't like you. then I escaped, stumbled, got caught before I hit the floor by a squaddie, which sounds romantic, but I then proceeded to mouthrape me. not appreciated.
after that I had a lovely kiss with a nice boy on a rock halfway up a mountain in Swaziland under the stars.
hah. SUGAR OVERLOAD!!
I don't know how the other way would work
you utter hypocrite
'You're' = *slow handclap*
would be an inappropriate forum to do such a thing
that I am being a knobhead about it
and NO I will not kiss her
it was at a friend's party in the back room of some pub. I kissed a boy who was a friend in the year above, and we went out for two weeks. I was never that bothered about it, but I thought I might as well.
Turned out that he kissed me and went out with me because he was actually interested in my 'best friend', and she'd asked him out, and he'd done it to spite her because he was confused. My lovelife continued in this pattern until I was about 17, it was shit.
Can that really be true? Or was it that awful?
It was on the YEar 6 Ice Skating trip back on the coach. Her name was Lucy Randall. Why? 11 seems to be pretty young. Mind you we were hardly yanking each others clothes off.
with my first real boyfriend Andrew Long
on my drive as he dropped me off (well his mum did)
I thought it was nice, wet but nice
I went indoors to my mum hoovering the hall
me that isn't a double entendre, please
and it was a Dyson
that a double entendre?
I only need one more for a full house, is all
I'm not putting the name, what if the girl "googles" herself and finds me flexing my muscles 11 years later?! Ew.
Review of event: shit
16, on holiday in Tenerife. Her name was Lauren and it was super cool.
I was actually quite drunk, and I was talking to another girl who had made friends with Lauren and the three of us hung out for the evening - I ended up walking her back to her chalet and we shared a kiss. I remember just staring up at the stars afterwards, whilst walking back to my room - it was magic.
Typical then that she was off home the next day! We kept in contact for a while, but she was in Wales, I in London and it just peetered out.
i was wearing a brownies tshirt and was drunk on smirnoff ices with some girls i'd just met. his name was chris, he had a lip ring and a tongue bar, he kissed all 3 of us. i just spend the time thinking "Ohgodohgod am i doing this right?!"
kept seeing him around for months afterwards and trying to avoid him. luckily i don't think i'd recognise him now. but i seem to remember he was cute.
Two girls who I used to live near/went to school with, they came round to my house, we dossed around a bit, then went to my room, and then Emma wanted to try a kiss, full on french kiss, it was great, I remember the other girl Kerry not wanting to watch, thought it was disgusting and that I chipped my tooth in my enthusiasm halfway through
3 of you?!
That was aimed at alisa's post
On holiday. Spanish waiter named Miguel. I hear he's in prison now.
post rekindles my belief that romance is not dead, it is merely doing time
The notorious hermaphrodite.
Sorry Bethany. She then kissed my friend Steve. She claimed we could both be her boyfriend. I bailed, seeing as 'being her boyfriend' aged 10 seemed to involve sitting next to her in the playground while everyone else was playing British Bulldog.
behinds the shops where nobody could see us (god forbid my parents found out I wasn't gay). I remember feeling arkward afterwards because despite the fact we had been going out for 2 weeks we'd never spoken.
True fact, that same girl was accidently shot and killed at a party last year.
safe to say our lives took very different directions in those 13 years
that everyones ages seem to be older than i would have thought, normally Im shocked when it it concerns surveys on ages for having s** when I think its too young, it seems to me the age spread here isnt a lot younger than that.
they all were physically intimate with their loved ones before they kissed them
12 in my second cousins bedroom she was 6 months older. Reaction - suprise and hoping she wouldnt be offended by my rising to the occassion, she didnt seem to be, she suggested we might take our clothes off......since both our mums were downstairs and there was no way of locking the door I thought this unwise (also I was a little shy)
i was away for the summer (well, 3 weeks) at irish college in Donegal. on the last night there's a massive party aka Céilí Mór. where basically everyone gets off with each other. I can't even remember how i met this boy now, but he took me round the back of the building and kissed me. ha, his name was....... DEAN. still makes me laugh. anyway, he asked me if i was sure i'd never 'done this before' <--- see, proof of what an amazing kisser i am (........) and someone walked by and went 'maith thú' which means 'good on ye'. ha. and i never saw him again. from then on it was a string of random boys in crap clubs in dublin. see: redbox, POD, Mono, Whelans........
It's now the Tripod and probably the best venue in Dublin
and was on holiday in Spain. I remember the girl not being very attractive and I also got Scarlet Fever (from her I assume) which kept me ill for about a month.
vodka and redbull, pills, easy women, a floor that you'd get stuck too.... everything you could want
thats all I did too......
My best friend's basement.
We were BAD, you know.
We were trying a bit too hard to live up to the 'bad catholic girl' stereotype. Not one of the phases in my life I'm most proud of.
I would never have thought that of you.
And I became the quiet unpopular one. All turned out okay. If that's what you call okay.
Something like that.
At a disco
Whilst dancing with boy
'OHMYGOD! ARGH! What is this? EVERYONE'S LOOKING! What do I do!?'
I think I was 13 anyway. I've gotten better and less panicked since.
full of girls from a private girls school. I was a bit tipsy, and wearing a mogwai tshirt.
No idea who it was with, she just grabbed me. It was quite fun at the time.
Thoughts after was "who on earth was that.." never did find out. Pretty romantic.........(!)
the Lynx effect has nothing on the seductive power of Mogwai.
based on post-rock.
Might smell like beer and delay pedals.
that smells of big muff?
during madonna's 'crazy for you'
afterwards I was annoyed that it wasn't her first tim as she'd been 'practising' on a couple of french exchange students
With Emma Burton. She was a new girl in our year, and one of the first to grow breasts. She wasn't particularly pretty, but she could get served alcohol in the local off license (at thirteen!) so she was alright by me
The kiss was in front of loads of our friends in Jimmy's lounge. Pretty average. I distinctly remember the taste of Wrigley's Juicy Fruit on her tongue
I've missed the boat with this thread, haven't I?
1) Emma Bunton
2) Wrightylew's Juicy Fruit
I was 11, drunk, at my cousin's house. I felt pretty cool.
At a house party just after christmas that year.
She was called Hellen, yeah that's right, two l's. We went out for a month after that.
"Oh, so this is what it's like. Nice."
I was pretty old though. 17/18 ish.
It was with my "boyfriend". He was a twat. I think I thought "hmm that was boring". He said "You have a small mouth".
The big-mouthed twat.
i thought they were gonna be amazing and make you go weak at the knee's. i was really disapointed, but since then i have discovered how good a good kiss can be.
i'll thank you like you've never been thanked before!
with da buffest boy evr.
he was really amazing at kissing. f'srs.
my thoughts: "that was (Y)".
was with one of buff guy's friends, and i think he had the largest mouth and slimiest tongue i've ever come across. he'd also been eating cheese&onion crisps.
i think, with susan honeybourne, i think. she was an identical twin. not that pretty but fancied me and i thought i should get around to kissing someone. so i did, and it was at a friends house party, and then my dad picked me up and was being all embarassing and then susan and i went out for a couple of weeks. and then i dumped her because i didn't really like her very much.
overall - uneventful
Can't remember it at all.
I find it all a bit weird anyway. When you think about it. You're putting your eating organ on someone elses and just kind of moving your head. I wonder who thought of it.
why did people first kiss?
maybe it was instinct tho. when you like someone, you want to touch their lips with yours.
and the ones on my face if you're about to make some HILARIOUS smutty joke.
first ever house party where everyone got drunk.
a boy put his tongue in my mouth.
my thoughts: 'er, aren't you supposed to actually move your tongue around? Oh fuck, I'm going to have to write to Just 17 for advice on this'