My first kiss was with Ben Newcombe. We were 11. I'm pretty sure it was his first kiss too.
We used to hang out on a bunch of sand dunes (or so we called them) near our respective houses. A bunch of sand had been dumped on a piece of swampy-ish land to compress the soil before building an ice rink on it.
We just thought the dunes were great for leaping off of.
Then, one day, we were sitting on top of one dune, chatting about whatever it is that 11-year-olds chat about, and Ben leaned over and kissed me. Full on the lips.
So I pushed him.
He wasn't hurt badly, but he did cry. I didn't mean to hurt him. I'm still not sure why I did it – it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.
I found out years later that Ben is gay. I'm sure the first girl he kissed pushing him off a sand-dune didn't have anything to do with that though.
Right?
Right, didn’t have anything to do with it. That’s quite a funny first kiss story! I can’t believe you were 11… I was 17. I know, late bloomer over here.
When I was in kindergarten I had a best friend named Daniel. We were inseparable. I remember staying over at his house and us having baths together. I vaguely remember there being photographic evidence of this, too.
Facebook told me he was gay. Surely I’m more likely to have driven him off girls at age 5, than a simple kiss between 11-year-olds?
Really, he gave up too early. Wait a decade and I had boobs.
Where to begin…. I am Ben Newcombe, and yes, I am gay. I was just googling my own name (you can assume for whatever reason you like), and I came across this little anecdote. I remember this event quite clearly, however, the details are slightly different in my memory.
Sand “dunes” – check
First kiss – check
Push – believable
The part left out, is that we were kicking along the edges of the “dunes” or “cliffs” as an 11yr old might say, to make them collapse, and (possible after being pushed) one of the “cliffs” gave out under me, sending me flying about 15 feet straight onto my tailbone, which to this day is f*cked up!
The worst part, is that although I can picture your face quite clearly, I cannot remember your name! Terrible, I know, but you’ve totally made my night. You can rest assured, although this may have been a traumatic experience, I have never been completely turned off of girls (I’m also a very good kisser)…..Feel free to contact me to fill me in the foggy details. I’m on Facebook.
thanks again!
Ben Newcombe
Wow! Ben! Awesome 🙂
I remember we used to leap off those dunes on a fairly regular basis. And I do remember being awfully surprised when my “push” sent you flying as far as it did!
Ben Newcombe? Why does that sound so familiar? Ben (if you read this again) did you live in the PM/MR area? Perhaps on Wildwood?
Anywho..my first kiss was (i believe) among boxes in the basement of the girl next door’s house (yes with her too).