My First Kiss was behind the PE Shed at my intermediate school. Our intermediate had two fields, and the lower field conveniently had this shed that stuck out along the path. Teachers never could be bothered walking all the way down to see what we were up to, so that was the spot. I remember it being warm, summer maybe?
It was the cool thing to do, anyway. You pair up, and make out until someone on watch says a teachers looking a little too interested down our end. So you stop, and wait till the coast is clear, and then its someone elses turn.
I know, it's not particuarly sweet or special. I can't even remember the name of the boy in question. I do remember his face, which was sweet and nice enough.
What was your first kiss like? Am I the only one who doesn't have an especially sweet story?