He went with me while I did some chores then we ate dinner. My father was home that night but would be gone for the weekend. After dinner we made plan... for 'sleeping out' that night. At first we were going to just put the sleeping bags on the lawn (a little bit away from the house) but then decided to open the big barn doors and sleep on the floor, in the barn. I probably had some thoughts about what 'could' happen with that; I really don't remember thinking about it at the time. I did know. Speaking quietly and assuredly, he told me to take off my shirt. Weweren't making love; he was exploring my body and finding out how iresponded to his touch. After about a half hour he told me to take off therest of my clothes. So there i was, naked, being caressed and probed withhis hands while he was fully dressed. He never even touched my cock thatnight but it was one of the most sensual nights I could remember. My bodywas learning to respond to his hands. They were not shy; they touched. This was the first time in daylight that I really had an opportunity to examine the stockings. They were Hanes ultra sheer RHT in the shade quicksilver. (Only once I was older did I actually know the name of the shade.) I was so excited to be holding the stockings. I quickly kicked off my shoes and pulled my socks and pants off. I wanted to give the stockings a thorough inspection as I was so curious about them. I looked them over from the top of the welt where Hanes was screen printed on them,. She had a puzzled look on her face. "heard about what?" "His tiny cock", I say with a smirk. She looked embarrassed and i did honestly feel sorry for her. I then asked her to come over to mine later. She accepted.'Knock, knock' "hey there", I say with a smile and a hug."why did you ask me over" well i had heard about your small cock encounter and i felt a little bit sorry for you" I say in hope that she will catch on to what im getting at." yeh i probably shouldnt have told anyone but it was.