I pulled out a joint and chris and I smoked it, but as i went to hit the joint i could feel chris' hand rubbing my hard cock through my pants. It felt... good so i let him continue. As i passed him the joint he asked if i wanted a hand job, i quickly pulled my pants down and showed him my 7 in cock that was wet from him rubbing it. He stroked my smooth cock and i felt the urge to pull his dick out and do the same to him. We were jerking eachother off so good we got each other moaning at one point.. She looked at me a moment, then whispered, "want to try it?"I shrugged, "I dunno, Jackie. I've still got my hymen..." Oh ... right," she replied with disappointment."I don't think it will fit without busting my cherry." That sucks..."I could tell she was hoping I'd ask her to be the one to push through my barrier. I still clung to a traditional view of that aspect of sexuality. I felt like I wanted to be able to give a boy the opportunity to take my cherry, though why it meant so much to me, I. Assholes like the idiot who'd confronted her in the men's room couldn't live and let live; they had to control and dominate others.Outside, the oppressor paused in the hallway. His feeble mind sought to figure out how his prey could have escaped him. He was right on her ass. In fact, the restroom door had slammed in his face. If it hadn't been for the damned door, he'd surely have been able to seize the freak by her--or his--or its--wrist before it got away!As it was, the freaky bitch couldn't. I didn't know what were the necessities and what were just add-ons. I told her to figure it out, to carry enough fresh clothing for two or three days, and maybe some personal articles, like soa p, deodorant, and whatever else she might feel like carrying on her back for three days.We drove for about three hours, and it was late morning before we reached the part in the nearby hills where the best hiking trails were.When we met up with all our hiking buddies, we found that another guy had.