Eric had a full ride in baseball.They went to the same college as I.Christine continued to date Eric Sloan through college while my crush continued qu...etly. It wasn’t always fun for me.Who am I? I am Julian Hornsby. I topped out at five foot, ten inches. I have mousy, brown hair with a permanent cowlick. My eyes are an unremarkable hazel color. I rarely dated. First, because I really only wanted to date Christine, and second, because I just wasn’t that appealing. No one would ever look at me. There was the most beautiful pair of breasts in front of my eyes. Her areolae were about 2 cm with light brown colored nipples inviting to dig into them.Her breasts were small and yet to be grown more. But those were some of the perfect pairs I have come across. I started sucking her one nipple and pinching the other one with my hand. I encircled my tongue around her areola, and she was going mad.I gave around 15-20 minutes of my undivided attention to her breasts. I kissed, punched, kneaded,. I know a place we can go. You up for some fun with the Rocket here?" He says as he nods over to the other young guy."The Rocket, what kind of name is that?"They both grin, "he’s got a pocket rocket and it will take you to the moon baby." Well, I'm all for going to the moon. Where is this place you're talking about?"It’s over on 5th street, not far from here." Get in, both of you and let's go have some fun!"They put their boards in, Rocket in the back seat and Jason in the front. I pull off and. He was a very sexy guy and above all else, had the most beautiful hands I had seen in a very long time.The next night I did not see him, but the following evening I was in luck once more.For the next several journeys we continued our nocturnal acquaintanceship. Although our chats never got to a very personal level, from the escalating sensuality of his eye contact I got the impression that he was gay.One night, when he failed to alight from the train at his usual destination, I looked at him.