Kissing a man was indeed exactly like kissing a woman, and he didn't even know why he thought it might be different. Steve's lips were soft and warm, caressing his with a sort of awkwardness that amused him but also endeared him to his best friend at the same time. He was the far more experienced one of their two, but instead of mocking, he nudged, shifted and caressed their lips together to show how good it felt to kiss someone.

He stepped in when he felt little arms sliding around his body, taking his time with his friend before he slowly withdrew from the kiss and smiled. "You, my friend, need a bit of practice."