I was 16. A good guy friend of mine and I had drank a little bit (not much at all). He knew I'd been crushing on him for a while, and he'd just broken up with his girlfriend, so we both sorta knew where the evening was heading.
Anyway, we're on his couch and there's a lull in the videogame playing. He leans up close and kisses me. I end up being too shy to kiss back (Can't help but feel if I'd kissed him back we would have totally gone to third base [he sort of suggested it]).
...Theeen he gets all wracked with guilt (said it was about some girl he'd promised to save himself for [bullshit, he'd already lost his virginity to someone else], but it was obviously about him not being comfortable with his bisexuality [and he still isn't to this day]), and makes me promise never to speak of it again.
Haha ooohh well. That friendship got somewhat awk after that. xD