I gingerly reached out a hand and touched his cock. It twitched as I touched it but it didn't shrink. I just brushed it against my hand."Grab it," h...e said suddenly. I didn't hesitate. I wrapped my hand round his hard rod and pulled at it gently. I looked up at him and he had his eyes closed, his teeth biting his lower lip. He was ENJOYING it! I decided to see how far I could go. I gently tugged him closer and once he was close enough I let go. He opened his eyes and looked at me in. I loved it, but there was something missing sexually for me. We went off to college and stayed in touch. Breaks from school would consist of seeing him, well, as much as you can see someone when you're getting fucked in the backseat of a civic. That missing piece got larger, I was in a sex only relationship. I knew it was kind of the agreement, but it didn't help much. Something was still missing and I felt lost from it. I knew from friends that went to the same college as him that he was. Undoing the stitching would mean a bad workmanship and I would be saved from any blames. Well with the job at hand done, Simon put his hand in my pocket, reached and began fondling with my cock and balls. It felt great to let him enjoy holding my almost adult cock. I have no explanation but his small hands felt much better on my cock than my own. I know, Simon got a better feel of my cock but with the new sensation building in my body, I wanted to start jerking me better and proper. Simon was. There was a zip at the back of the hood and I quickly unzipped it and pulled it off her head. She rolled over and buried her face in the sheets on the bed.“It’s OK, it’s all over now. What’s your name and who did this to you?”She sighed and turned her face towards me for the first time, before saying “Unfortunately, Joe, it’s not really all over, is it?”I looked at her thinking I had seen her before somewhere before it finally dawned on me that underneath the blonde wig was Sam.“Sam? Is that.