Are you crushing on a guy but too afraid to make the first move? Something about him makes you a bit shy, and even though you’re dying for him to kiss you, your stomach flips every time you maybe had that moment when you were both maybe (hopefully) thinking about a kiss. Or maybe it’s not that you’re shy, but you want to make sure it’s something he wants beforeyou attack his face? Either way, YourTango has come up with 7 moves that will let him know exactly what you want. If he’s feeling it, too, he won’t hesitate to lean in. Get the 7 secrets here!

I’m sure if I looked up the top five mistakes you could make on a first date, the following things would be on the list: ditching your studying to go out on said date, allowing the guy to handle your drink without keeping a watchful eye on it, riding in an unknown man’s car, going to his house in the middle of nowhere and letting him blow shotgun kisses into your previously unkissed mouth.

So much wrong in one night.

After we got into the car, I felt relaxed. I thanked my Carrie Bradshaw guardian angel up above for sending me a nice, polite, attractive, well-dressed, date-paying, college educated, law school-pursuing, job-having and car-owning young man. He was totally second date worthy, I thought.

We laughed a lot and talked about almost everything! No awkward pauses. I mentioned that it was 4/20 and asked Tonio if he smoked. I mean, I was just trying to keep the convo rolling. Bad move on my part. I think he took my question the wrong way…by the time I finished asking, he had his lighter in his hand! Damn. I wanted the date to go more John Legend than Bob Marley, you know?

Before I knew it, we were on our way OUT of the way. I don’t drive, but I could tell that we weren’t headed to D.C…the city skyline and outlines of all the monuments started fading far into the distance.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Just a little lounge by my place,” he answered breezily.

But how come he couldn’t tell me that from the beginning? I knew we weren’t going to a damn lounge as soon as he pulled into his nice, manicured neighborhood. Even though the homes were really cute and the area was seemingly safe, I didn’t feel okay with going to his place so late.

He parked his car in front of a playground where he proceeded to spark up.

“Want some?” he asked, waving the blunt in front of my face.

“Nah,” I said. “Not my thing. Lots of studying to do!”

Maybe he misunderstood me, though. He pressed his lips against mine and blew the smoke into my open, surprised mouth. Four times. My very first kiss…tainted with tree.

I grew even more nervous. I knew that if I got really comfortable with him, things could go bad. He kept on trying to get me to sit down next to him and chill out…”just relax!” he kept on telling me. I politely asked him to take me home.

On the ride back, he pouted the whole time. I got him to crack a smile by the time we got to my friend’s place, but things definitely weren’t the same. “So…can we do this again?” I asked innocently.

“I mean yeah, but it’s you with the busy schedule and everything…” he drifted off.

Yep, that was over. He gave me a half-assed hug and drove off, not even making sure that I got into the building safely.

A few days later, he hit me with the booty text. “U tryna chill??” We went from flirting to first date sparkle to friends with benefits. Never okay. He stopped texting me for good last week.

So whoomp, there it is. It really sucks when a guy is looking for more than you know you’re offering. If he were honest about what he really wanted from the beginning, I wouldn’t have gone out with him in the first place. But hey, c’est la vie. You live and you learn. I see all of my mistakes and from now on, I’ll know how to separate a crush and a conquest. I guess.

When she’s not watching for Blue Ivy sightings or doing some serious Facebook creeping, Khalea moonlights as a print journalism major at the REAL HU, Howard University. Follow her on Twitter at @letsbeKHAlear, or feel free to Twatch. Whatever works for you.

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First kisses are the beginning of something wonderful. It’s the perfect end to a wonderful first date. It’s the promise of things yet to come. They give us butterflies like no other kiss can. Some people say everything you need to know is in that first kiss. But sometimes first kisses can be less than wonderful. They can be an awkward, uncomfortable and a horrifying moment that scars us for life (just speaking hypothetically…not like it’s ever happened to me…ahem) There’s so much pressure that sometimes we get so nervous and anxious we screw the whole thing up.

There are 100 ways to screw up a first kiss and many of them have plagued me over the years. From tsunamis of saliva to sudden sneeze attacks, I’ve compiled a list of how first kisses can be ruined in an instant.

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I’m convinced everyone thinks about their wedding day. Even if it’s an event you can’t picture taking place for another 15 years, you’ve at least considered the possibility that it could happen. And when you imagine this most sacred of days, you likely also wonder who you’ll be standing up there with. He (or she) will be wildly attractive, that’s obvious. They’ll be brilliant and funny and love puppies, also a duh. But will they be a good kisser? Of course! Wait…right?

Some couples wait to take the big plunge until after they’re lawfully wed. Please note that when I say “big plunge,” I’m not talking about sex. That’s right, in certain religious communities and social spheres, it’s somewhat commonplace to wait until your wedding day before so much as kissing your future husband or wife.

We don’t think putting off the First Kiss milestone is necessarily the best way to go. While it can be a sweet concept (we think), in reality it’s completely impractical and absurd. Here’s why:

1. Everyone has encountered a bad kisser somewhere along their dating path. Thankfully, you didn’t encounter them at the altar. Instead of hitching yourself to an over-enthusiastic face licker, go ahead and test the goods beforehand.

2. There’s just no sexual chemistry. Rarer, but still possible: the person you’ve been lusting after was more lust-worthy in your head. And usually it takes a make-out sesh to figure this out.

3. Figuring sex out on your honeymoon would be a big enough pain in the…not butt. Why toss a Beginners Kissing 101 lesson in there, too? Ugh, complicated!

4. A combination of all these reasons, as vividly exhibited here.

Hey Dude,

I’m an incoming freshman with a really embarrassing secret. I still haven’t had my first kiss. Now, before you start thinking that it’s because I’m socially inept or totally ugly, let me explain. I went to an all girls high school and while many people might think this means I can’t talk to guys, the truth is I’m pretty good at it. I’ve had my fair share of crushes and almost-boyfriends but I’ve still never been kissed. I think this has to do with the fact that I’m way past the average age for such a thing to happen so part of me wants to look for someone special to share my first kiss with, if that makes any sense. Basically I mean that, for a thirteen-year-old (which is probably around the average age for a first kiss), a first kiss is really special. So, as an eighteen-year-old lip virgin, I still hold on to this feeling that my first kiss should be special, too. I’ve been to parties where I’ve danced with guys and almost hooked up with them, but then at the last moment I think “wait, I don’t even know this guy’s name, he’ll totally be able to tell that I’ve never done this before, and do I really want my first kiss to be while I’m drunk and he probably won’t even remember?” I’m conflicted because while I want to just get my first kiss over with so I can enjoy randomly hooking up in college, part of me still wants my first kiss to be special. Every day I flip back and forth between these two options.

So, I have a few worries that you may be able to help me out with: 1- Do I throw out my morals and kiss the guy I just met or do I wait it out for someone special? 2- What if the guy can tell it’s my first kiss? 3- Considering I told you I haven’t had my first kiss, you’ve probably already realized that I haven’t had any “sexual encounters” with any guys…will college guys think I’m weird because of this? 4- I’m also worried that if I do just give in and hook up with some random guy, I’ll feel something more for him (because it was my first kiss) and he won’t think anything of it.

I really need your help, Dude.

Thanks,

Never Been Kissed

Dear Never Been Kissed,

READ ALL OF THE FOLLOWING:

“4- I’m also worried that if I do just give in and hook up with some random guy, I’ll feel something more for him (because it was my first kiss) and he won’t think anything of it.”

The act of kissing, or most sexual acts, rarely actually cause you to create feelings for someone that you didn’t already have some inkling of in the first place. Sometimes having sex or kissing a guy can embellish or amplify or exaggerate those feelings, be they of happiness or hate, rejoice or regret or anything else lingering underneath your motivations, be they horniness or desperation or love or…

This sounds more like a fear of the unknown than anything you need to be rationally worried about. You don’t just fall for someone because you kiss him. You fall for him because the kiss was FU*KING FANTASTIC! Or you already liked him before you kissed him. Or you regret it because you built it up to be something big that it actually isn’t. Which you might be doing.

Kissing someone doesn’t drastically change who you are, neither does having sex, in general. It’s not like you’ll regenerate into the twelfth doctor. You’ll still be you, having done something that you’ll have a reaction to that can range anywhere from indifference to repression. You just don’t know until you do it so you can’t POSSIBLY know what’ll happen until it happens. You don’t have the experience yet to judge the situation objectively. And that’s fine. That’s part of the fear. That’s part of the excitement. First you’ll have to determine what you think about it before dealing with whatever he thinks about it. However, for the posterity of postulating, if you randomly hook-up with a random guy, he may think “Nice!”, “She’s into me!”, “Great fu*king night,” “How far can I get?”, “What am I doing??!?! I already have a girlfriend,” or the ever popular “…” What he thinks depends on him, the context of the kiss, and what kind of guy he is. Which might also depend on his sobriety level, and a million other variables you can’t control so don’t bother trying to.

“3- Considering I told you I haven’t had my first kiss, you’ve probably already realized that I haven’t had any “sexual encounters” with any guys…will college guys think I’m weird because of this?”

Probably not. Lots of college guys aren’t as experienced as they want you to think. The ones who are experienced and use it as some kind of “cool currency” are morons. And the rest might need a second to process you’re more inexperienced but won’t care.

If he likes you, then he REALLY won’t think you’re weird because of it. The person who’s judging you about your lack of experience right now is you. Is it a positive or negative judgment? That’s for you to know and me to never know unless you write in again.

“2- What if the guy can tell it’s my first kiss?”

Guys can’t tell that. They can’t even tell if they’re good kissers. That’s fear talking, pointless, self-sabotaging fear that you don’t need to keep indulging in. Recognize it, accept you’re feeling it (don’t judge yourself for feeling it), and then do your best to let it go. Next time you get scared or nervous about it, repeat the process.

“1-Do I throw out my morals and kiss the guy I just met or do I wait it out for someone special?”

Throwing out morals is usually something you regret. Changing what your morals are, well, that’s something ENTIRELY DIFFERENT. But if you feel like you would be violating your sense of self by just getting it out of the way with a random guy, then of course don’t do it. My job isn’t to convert you to one way of thinking or another, especially not mine. What I want to do here is make sure you feel comfortable making your decision according to what matters to YOU. If it matters to you who you’re first kiss is with, then make it count.

A first and a last of anything is usually something you remember. Sometimes you remember it as something that changed your life, sometimes you remember it as being something you thought would change your life but you laugh at how naive you were to think that in the first place.

My first kiss was awful, for her more than for me…maybe. It was a peck because I was too scared to linger on her lips any longer for fear she’d think I was terrible at kissing and, you know, stop liking me. The next kiss was better…I’d built that first kiss up to be something that would suddenly change everything that I thought made me a loser. I was wrong. It was just a kiss. I look back on it, roll my eyes at what I was like at that point in my life, and I don’t regret it a bit. She wasn’t the love of my life, she wasn’t someone I was with long-term, nor was she a random hook-up. She was just the first girl I ever kissed…Plus, don’t forget, he might be a terrible kisser, so don’t put all the pressure on yourself!

My best advice is this: don’t lick his teeth, be mindful of teeth contact in general, don’t rely on your tongue to do all the work-you’ve got lips, too-and keep in mind that it’s just the first of many kisses to come. You’ll change as a kisser, same as you change as you get older. Keep some perspective.

*Mwuah*

The Dude

[Got a Dude itch you just can’t scratch? Sick of getting the pity-eyes as you sift through the Self-Help section at your campus bookstore? Over wondering what those boys are thinking?  We got your back, girlfriend. Send your question (like, 'can I date my ex's BFF?') over to askthedude@collegecandy.com. The Dude won’t sugarcoat it, beat around the bush, or any other weird cliche that means lie to you. Like a nice, juicy hot dog, he’ll be 100% real beef, 100% of the time.  So bring it on, ladies.]

Hey Dude,
I’m 20 years old and I’ve never had a boyfriend or had a first kiss. Not to toot my horn or anything, but I know I’m not unattractive, I’ve had lots of “things”, flirted a fair amount, and I know the whole texting/facebook/hanging out deal, but for some reason, I’ve never been able to seal the deal.

I’ve been hanging out with lots of guys as of late and I’m pretty sure that a few are interested in being more than friends. I’m excited, but this whole inexperience thing also makes me self concious.

What I want to know is, is it weird to let these guys know I’ve never had a boyfriend? I mean I know that they’re going to find out eventually, but when is a good time to mention this? The same goes for the whole never been kissed thing- should I mention these things before/after/or at all? I don’t want to freak anyone by telling them they were my “first kiss”- should I even mention it?

-Kiss and Tell

Dear Kiss and Tell,

You’re not alone. The inexperienced are everywhere. A lot of people don’t lose their virginities until their early 20’s and many people enter into college without ever having had a significant relationship. Unfortunately, the inexperienced have been assigned a certain stigma that I’m going to attempt to help you overcome.

Society has tried to engrain in our brains that being sexually inexperienced must mean that there’s something wrong with you. The sexually inexperienced are cast in pop culture as weirdos, freaks, geeks, or butt-ugly. This, in one man’s opinion, contributes to the idea that you have to get rid of your firsts as fast as possible (see American Pie for an example of how the virgin has been ostracized from a “happy, normal life”). That’s not exactly a positive message and certainly devalues any emotional intimacy and the savoring of those firsts we all experience. No, they might not change your lives (some might) and I’m not advocating celibacy before marriage – I am preaching to get rid of the shame that’s been heaved upon you for not getting a BJ by the time you’re 14.

Kiss and Tell, I don’t want you to be ashamed of the lack of notches on your belt. In terms of dealing with my gender on this one, some guys are turned off or believe being a first puts on a ton of emotional responsibility that they can’t handle. Others don’t care one way or the other. Then there are those rarer types that like a less weathered woman that they can help explore their sexuality and emotional depths with.  What matters is how comfortable you feel about it and how comfortable you feel with the guy.

What do you want from these men? Do you just want a hook-up or something more serious? The discretion is yours. If you just want a fun time then don’t feel the need to tell them anything about your personal history. If you want something more, then reveal it when you feel comfortable enough to. It’s truly your call. Just try not to lie about it. When you lie about your past then that denotes you’re ashamed of it. On the other hand, don’t feel like you need to justify anything with your past either because that might also be a sign of shame. At the end of the day, up until a certain point of emotional investment in a guy, it’s none of his business anyway.

If a guy wants nothing to do with you because of your resume then you want nothing to do with him. On the other hand, if your resume is the biggest attraction to a guy, you don’t anything to do with him either. Your past shouldn’t be a make-it or break-it point. Although if you’d contracted any kind of STI’s or STD’s that’s something you’d HAVE to reveal when wanting to perform the horizontal mambo.

The past doesn’t dictate your present decision. What happened, happened. What’s happening is still malleable. Your past is only going to be a problem if you treat it like one. Don’t worry about never having kissed a guy before, just focus on whether or not you want to kiss the guy NOW.

Come what may,
The Dude

[Last week our Single Girl shared her feelings of jealousy for all her coupled friends. Looks like the grass is always greener....]

I’m getting to that point with my boyfriend that things are getting really comfortable. Since we live together I get to see him 24/7 which unfortunately means he sees me 24/7. AKA he sees me when I have no makeup, am in my sweats, and getting ready for bed. Honestly, there’s really no mystery left.

Flip over to my best friend Erica and her new boyfriend. She’s having all the fun of finding out all about him and she still spends an hour in the bathroom before dates. Then there’s my friend Haley who’s totally taking advantage of being single at college parties and can have a make out sesh whenever she wants with whomever she wants. I love hearing them talk about all the excitement of Erica’s new relationship and Haley’s latest exploits, but it’s starting to hit me that I will most likely never get that kind of excitement again. And I’m jealous!

I do love my boyfriend, and I’m totally OK with giving up stuff like finding out the hot guy at the bar is terrible in bed, or having a blind date with a guy with bad breath, but am I really ready to never have another first kiss? Another first date? Another first sexcapade?

There’s something wonderful about being completely comfortable with someone and knowing that you don’t have to swipe on some eyeliner when you know he’s coming over. And there’s nothing quite like the feeling of knowing someone’s behind you, no matter what. But with all that comfort comes laziness; when you don’t need to impress the other person anymore, why put in any effort?

I love Matt and I love being in a relationship with him, but it’s hard not to miss all the fun and excitement that comes with the single life. And when I think about it, it’s scary to realize that I’ll never have it again. Especially when I’m surrounded by people in the midst of it, living it up and sharing their tales with me.

Anybody else getting green with envy of other girls?

Confidential to Missy’s Boyfriend: Get thee to a doctor. Herpes is highly contagious and you need to have yourself checked out. Planned Parenthood is a good option if you don’t have insurance. How many times do I have to say it, kids?! USE CONDOMS!!!

"...I just farted."

I am pretty confident in my long-term relationship knowledge. Actually, at this point, I am pretty much an expert, as I am going on 8 years.

Yes, I heard the gasp. Someone just dropped her plate. Someone else is chocking on her Ramen. It isn’t common that you come across a college girl who is one half of a committed relationship, especially one with their high school sweetheart. But here I am. I do exist.

That being said, I know what it means to be a “real” couple. I’ve gone from the butterflies and blushing to knowing what he is thinking without even saying a word. We’ve been at this so long we’ve hit every milestone….more than once. And I’m talking about them all, from the biggies (like the first Valentine’s Day to meeting the parents) to the ones that people often forget, but which are the actual gauges of how serious your relationship really is.

The Fart
Undoubtedly one of the most important markers (and most disgusting, might I add) is farting. Yes, I had a couple excruciating years of holding them in every time we were together, and if one slipped out on accident I immediately blamed the dog. But there comes a point where you are comfortable enough with the other person to just let em’ rip  (of course my boyfriend probably wishes I was not this comfortable, but that’s besides the point).

Taking the Kids to The Pool
Pooping usually come around the same time as farting; once you reach the point where you can outright say “Babe, I have to go take a dump,” instead of making up another excuse to be gone for ten minutes, you know you’re getting somewhere. While this excretion process is best done behind closed doors regardless of how close you are (because nothing says I Love You quite like protecting someone from the scent of fecal matter), being pee-shy is just a translation of feelings in the relationship at large. Yes, being able to drop your pants and do a little numero uno while he’s brushing his teeth is a sign of true love and comfort.

Leave the Stubble
For a while I would shave before he came over…even if that was 5 days in a row, because I would have been mortified if he nicked himself on my stubble. But eventually I was able to grow a fleece blanket up to my knees and not think twice about it. I knew for sure that he’d love me, no matter how beastly my legs.

Without Your Face
The same goes for makeup. There was a point when my boyfriend would call to say he was stopping by last minute and I’d sprint into the bathroom and throw on my five-minute face. Now he’s one of the only people that I don’t feel self conscious around without mascara and some cover-up. When you hit that point where you feel at ease just being yourself, you know you’re a real couple. (When my boyfriend found out I was flat as a board without my bra and had a couple zits under that makeup and didn’t run for the hills, I knew he was a keeper).

Silence on the Other Line
I’d say the phone silence is the last major milestone. For a while phone silences are extremely awkward and you’ll do anything to fill the pause. (Like tell a really bad joke. Then tell it again when he doesn’t laugh cuz you think maybe he didn’t hear it….) But after you have been together for so long you literally become the person’s other half and it’s not necessary to fill every second of the phone conversation with sound. When you can sit on the phone in pure silence, with the exception of a couple farts, you know you’re a real couple.

Does anyone else have milestones for marking yourself as a “real” couple?

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A first kiss…at 42-years-old.