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I hope it still counts if it was just a very light peck on the lips? Like, Grandma style.

It was with my best friend since birth, since our parents are good friends. We were both six-years-old and sitting next to each other on the coach back from a big school trip. He had an incredibly close friend named Tom whom I was extremely jealous of, because sometimes my friend would want to play with Tom instead of me, and I did not get along with Tom.
I don't remember how it occurred exactly, but he suddenly turned to me and kissed me on the lips three times, very, very quickly. For the rest of the ride I was not really thinking about "Oh, I just got kissed three times and nobody saw us!", as I was sitting in a pool of smuggness that I had officially one-upped Tom, who was sitting in the seat in front of us.
That feeling was significantly better than the kisses itself. Not becuse they were bad butterfly kisses, but because <******** Tom.

So sorry for rambling.