I stole your beer as a kid

When I was a little kid I lived in a neighborhood that had a lot of houses on it. So every once in awhile the neighbors would throw a party where everyone would chip in some money and they’d hire a band and set up a keg of beer and everyone would drink and have a good time. <br>They did this in the culdesac in front of my house since it was the only flat part of the street. One of the older teenage sons in the neighborhood always played the part of the person tapped with manning the keg and giving out cups of beer to the grownups. <br>I’d come out sometimes and they’d give me a cup of soda or something to make me feel important. The teenage son, we’ll call him Kevin, would give me a little taste of the beer every now and then and by the end he’d have given me a whole cup. He’d give me a little more. By the end of the party I’d be plastered and he’d come in and play video games with me for the rest of the night. <br>He always had to throw the remaining beer away since it was warm and not any good anymore and he couldn’t take it back home. So one time he decided he’d just give it to me. So by the end of the night he’d always give me like half a cup or so of flat warm beer and I’d go to bed and sleep all the way to the next day when I’d have to be rushed to the emergency room because I was so drunk. The first time it happened my mom didn’t even realize that I’d had that much to drink since I’d been in my room the whole time we were playing video games. <br>To be fair, he’d always tell me that I shouldn’t be doing this and that I was too young and that I’d get in trouble so he wasn’t doing it maliciously, but he’d always end up going ahead and giving it to me and the next day I’d be puking everywhere and sleeping in until noon. <br><br>Edit: I think I might have accidentally posted this in the wrong place. Can anyone tell me how to delete it?