You know, drink." You don't?" Kyle asked as he returned to the living room with a can inhis hand. "You mean you don't drink beer, or---?" Alcohol. I d...n't do that."Kyle gave his guest a scrutinizing look. "But you're legal age todrink, aren't you?" Yeah. I turned 21 in October last year." Have you ever tried it?" Just once. I was, like, sixteen when my dad let me have a bottle ofbeer at home. I hated the taste so much I couldn't swallow half of it,and I haven't touched the stuff since." Oh. I was actually liking the attention. I compared it to when a really hot woman walks by me wearing leather and what i'd want to do to her and this thought turned me on. He began playing with the zipper pull at the small of my back and running his fingers down the zipper as we talked. He invited me back to his place which was nearby. At this point I figured - nothing will probably happen as always, i'll just chicken out and leave. So we went back to his place. He offered me a beer, I sat on the. If you like that, I can make up to you all those frustrating evenings in high school." She started up, but Bender pushed his cock along the slot and grabbed her by the hips."Just stay right where you are," he said, "and you'll be making the best apology possible." He rubbed his dick up and down along her narrow groove. When the time seemed right he forced her down on the floor on her hands and knees. "Take it easy," she cautioned. "Don't forget that you haven't got any grease there."Joe smiled. Mary said it sounded very interesting and said we should all go tonight so she could see Loni in action. Loni and I were so horny and both in need of a release we thought what the heck. That evening we all three packed up and went to go dogging. Loni thought that I should stay back with Mary and she would jack off a couple of guys and we could call it good, maybe have Mary drink some and we could come home and Mary would go to bed and we could come back and get after some serious dogging for.