I was 16. It was after prom with this guy that I had a crush on... now that I think about it, it was kinda pathetic. The guy had asked my best friend to the prom, and she had intially said yes, but then she found a boyfriend, and passed him off to me. After prom the the four of us (my date, my best friend, her boyfriend, and myself) were in her basement living room watching a movie, and he didnt give me any place to sit that didnt involved spooning with him, so after the movie ended, we just stayed like that. Then he turned my head towards him and kissed me. Fireworks went off in my head.
Of course, now that I look back on it, I realize he was just a sex-craving punk who dressed badly and designed his hair like Jonny the Homicidal Maniac... and I was too tense for anything else to happen besides that one kiss, so, it all turned out for the better.
Jam it back in, in the dark.