i was really drunk and was maybe being flirty can’t remember he backed me into the bathroom and was standing over me blocking the door so i couldn’t get out i think i said stop i wanted to get out i just couldn’t articulate it well enough it got to a point where my only escape route was to allow him to kiss me then i ran away and had my first ever panic attack then the same thing happened a couple hours later he kept persisting and i said no i want to go downstairs but he wouldn’t let me
so yeah that’s my first kiss story. oh and he was one of my closest most trusted male friends
