[WARNING: A LITTLE LONG]

I had two kisses. One was when I was in denial of being gay and one was when I got over the denial of being gay.

My straight kiss sucked. I was at a middle school dance and some girl I was dancing with from another school asked if I wanted to kiss her, but before I could even answer, she grabbed my face and gave me a very sad, sloppy kiss. I didn't enjoy it at all.

My gay kiss was fucking awesome! I went to my best guy friend's house to hangout and sleep over. I show up, we play video games, talk, watch youtube, etc. At some point we got bored of video games and netflix, so I suggested we grab some blankets and go to a hill nearby and check out the stars (which were beautiful by the way!)

We head up to the hill, turn on some chill music, and just talk. After awhile tho, we get into deeper discussion, like what's it like being gay, sexuality, etc. He asked if I had ever thought about kissing a girl and I said no, for obvious reasons, but when I asked the same question back (if he had ever thought about kissing a guy) he surprisingly said yes.

I was a little taken aback tbh but I knew something like this was a tender subject so I just said that's interesting. A few minutes passed and I asked if he thinks maybe he's bisexual and he said yes. We have random talk from there until he shocks me by asking if he could try kissing me to see what he thinks of it. I said sure but warned him this would be my first kiss with a guy too.

He said it's okay and after awkward silence for what felt like an eternity, he faced me, awkwardly grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me in for the sweetest kiss ever. It was so memorable and I'm happy to say we are both happily engaged!

SIKE! After the kiss, we had a serious make out session on the hill and then a couple occurrences after that, but we're still just close friends.