"I mean a joint...you know...marijuana." Bobby!" his sister said angrily."I just wanted to know. Chrissies not that old...everyone tries it at least o...ce." "I didn't," Patty protested."Liar." Well, maybe once or twice," Patty admitted."Have you Bobby," his mom asked, a clear concern evident in her voice. "You're so young," she started to add before Patty interjected."He's not too young for you know what." Patty!" Did you mom," Bobby asked again."Just because I did something once upon a time. My hair was crusted with it, and I was suddenly thoroughly disgusted. His expression mirrored my feelings, and after grabbing soap we headed down to the stream hand-in-hand, barely able to see in the last light of dusk. I knelt on the bank, carefully using a cloth to wash my face and neck. Alistair just waded right in, fully clothed, to my amusement. When he assured me I'd gotten the blood off my face, I cast about awkwardly trying to figure out how to wash my hair without climbing in. By the next Saturday we were just about talking again and I was looking forward to this party with my friend Dora.We turned up at her sons flat with my youngest son and his girlfriend, my oldest son could not make it as he had work, there was Dora’s two son’s and 3 of their friends, I recognised two of them as also being friends with my two son’s and had been to our home on many occasions, I took in the flat, it had a small kitchen that was part of the living room , a door that I thought must. He could swear he could feel each bump and vein on her rigid cock as it slid in and out of his young tender body, claiming him as her own while stripping him of his virginity. He moaned openly, without shame or shyness as he felt his body rock, pushed forward slightly with each roll of her hips, the sounds of their moans filling the room. He looked over his shoulder at her, watching at her full breasts swaying with each push of her hips into him, he caught her eye and their gazes locked in an.