I follow his thigh up again until I touch his cock. I cannot believe it. It feels so soft. I am holding a young boys cock, in my hand, making it hard....It only takes a few strokes to get it up. I can feel his heartbeat through the silky skin that covers his rock. I start jerking him. Clasping his cute stiffy I move my hand up and down. The skin glides over it smoothly and with every tug a small throb echo’s through his body. I feel his heartbeat rising, his breathing gets heavier. His eyes are. He was a student at Hoboken College in Hoboken NJ and lived in a studio apartment of a tall building at the junction of the Jersey City and the Union City in NJ, very close to college campus in Hoboken. One warm, windy evening of late May, I was in his apartment on 17th floor. All of the apartments on one side looked over the Hudson River over to NY City and the other side apartments looked over the Palisade Avenue greenery in Union City. We sat out on the small balcony off his one room. ‘Selfish?’ ‘Can you imagine how shocked she must have been, to see the infamous Gale Harold on her doorstep? And then her hero asks her to seduce him?’ She laughed, a tinny sound that bounced through the cell phone’s tiny speaker. ‘What did you expect?’ ‘I expected her to do what she did in the story!’ ‘Then you’d better rethink what you really want to say to her. Step in her shoes and really think.’ That phone call had taken place an hour ago, when he’d called Jenny to tell her about what had. "Yeah, I don't think so, Wendy." No. C'mon it'll be fun!"I highly doubt it, but she begins dragging me towards him anyway. I down my drink before we get there and place the glass on a near-by table."You owe me a drink for this!" I say, as I step in front of him and wait for Giggles to get off his knee.She reluctantly gets off his knee and he says, "Next."I just stand there not wanting to step up but Wendy shoves me from behind giving me no choice. I hesitate but sit down anyway."Hey there, tell.