The next morning I woke to a note telling me Mom had gone shopping and wouldn’t be home till afternoon and Anna had made me some cookies for helping...with her faucet. Mom wasn’t my real mother but Dad had married her when I was about five and she was the only Mom I knew.The brownies were on the counter, at first taste I could tell they were laced with “420”. Smiling I finished one off and went out to sunbathe. Then as the “weed” relaxed me I decided to go over to talk with Anna about what had. It's a bit of a dive, but it's always got open seats and there's a decent selection on tap to go with all the flat screens over the bar - the perfect place to blow off some steam and kill some time.When I got in, the place was pretty empty, which was fine by me. No crowds meant I didn't have to fight with people to get a hockey game on. I sat down, decided it was a light night and ordered a Shiner, and had the bartender switch the nearest screen to the Rangers game. It seemed like the perfect. His mother hadn't taught him how to handle awkwardsituations and he was winging it. After all, this was Bobby's friend andhis mother would be remiss if he offended this guy.Carol reached across the table for George's wallet. "Oh I just lovepictures. Let me have a look."Thank God, thought Katie. His mother would get him out of this. Therewas no way she'd let him go out on a date. He'd asked her before, backin his boy days and she had always said no, saying he wasn't old enoughto date girls. Well. The first guy left and I rinsed out my mouth, and waited. The computer barked again, this guy said he would be here in an hour. The second guy arrived at my door. He was a 6'3" mixed race, 23 yrs old. I led him into my bedroom, pulled his pants down and dropped to my knees. What a hunk of meat! He was already semi hard and a thick 8" long. His cock head was gorgeous as I started licking and sucking him. As I brought him to full erection, I asked if he would be willing to fuck me. When he said.