Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2012 08:51:10 -0700 (PDT) From: D One Subject: Mental Images What Jacob saw surprised him. The sight stuck in his brain all night and dreams. By the early hours, the event had changed from memory to arousal causing him to awaken and grab his erection for several long and hard nearly violent attempts to drain them from his being. The normal 7am alarm wasn't any different. He was sleepy awakening slowly finding his sheets tented as usual demanding relief. He winced touching his erection. It was red and sensitive from the several all night non lubricated attacks. Reaching for the KY lotion he had stolen from the local drug store, Jacob slid his hand milking out liquid that was clear, not the usual white cream. Moments later he stood under the hot spray and his mind recalled the evening before. His soapy fingers found his rear entrance and the other soapy hand fondled, played and slid over his half hard penis until it was ready for yet another emission. "You OK" the deep voice of his Uncle came through the sounds of the spray mixed with his own curses and sounds. "Yea be down in a minute" Jacob yelled just as his gut knotted. He couldn't tell in the flowing water what kind of juiced flowed out of his cock. But the orgasm wasn't the normal explosion, rather a flow. Yet it left him panting and bracing himself against the tiled wall until he could stand without support. He walked to school, leaving early so he wouldn't match the stride of the friends he normally walked with. As Jacob moved through cliques of kids outside the school and into the hallways, he felt like everyone knew he had masturbated and liked a pervert did it throughout the night. He needed to do it again. Boy's bathroom, basement boiler room, projection booth, locker room. He mentally recounted all the places it was rumored guys could go for privacy and relief. He remembered a day in Geometry Class with David and another friend Caleb left the room one after the other. One went to the bathroom, he said and the other to the Nurse. Jacob wondered which place they went to and what they did. Classes, facts, lectures, homework assignments later, his brain was still numb. The afternoon's last class was Philosophy, a lecture he had to listen to. There would be no questions, just droning by the guest speaker. But Jacob could only think about the bike ride past David's house and his decision to go back and see if his friend was home. There had been homework to do, even chores he'd avoid and be chided for. But he made the decision and rode the block in reverse. Nobody answered the doorbell. He went to the back door. Sometimes David would be in the kitchen and not hear the front door bell. Jacob knew the parents weren't there, they worked late. He had often visited David and they would play video games, watch porn and eventually enjoy a wank glancing at each other's cocks, butts and hands as they sought relief. Nobody had answered his knocking so Jacob gave up and walked back around the house. There were sounds. He stopped and looked down at the small windows that surrounded the foundation below the wooden siding. Jacob knelt on the grass and blocked the afternoon sun so he could see inside. What he saw surprised and mesmerized him. David was there. So was Jacob's Uncle. He got hard thinking about it again. David was naked. Jacob's Uncle held the boy's legs against his chest. David's head lay backwards. And behind him stood Caleb, holding his hard cock which disappeared into David's open mouth. Jacob experienced a mixture of fear, surprise, astonishment, confusion, arousal and thrill. His heart was pounding suddenly so loud he feared they would hear it. He adjusted himself away from the window. But nobody inside was looking towards where he knelt watching. His Uncle's naked body wasn't a surprise. He had seen the man nude now and then since he moved in two years before. The man taught him not to be overly modest or ashamed of him self. He even made Jacob strip so he could appraise his build offering advice for exercises and weight lifting. Jacob reviewed the results knowing the man had indeed helped him. The man's buttock dimples appeared and changed as his hips swiveled. With each movement, David's body reacted. His chest rose and fell as he breathed deeply. His flesh jiggled at each trust. His stomach seemed to move differently reacting to the anal invasion. Jacob wanted to pull his cock into the air and stroke it, shooting his usually thick whiteness all over the screen wishing he was covering David, Caleb and even his Uncle with it. There was usually so much inside him that each time he shot it surprised him how much there was. "You ok?" David whispered Jacob looked towards the questioner. He had avoided seeing or talking to David all day. Now he blushed at the contact. "Uh yea, just bored" Jacob said seeing his friend for the first time since that evening. He didn't see the te shirt or jeans. He saw David naked lying on the work table, swallowing Caleb's cock and accepting his own Uncle's cock. "Let's go" David said gathered his books glancing towards the lecturer. "Come on" he urged. Jacob lifted his backpack to follow the denim covered jeans though he only saw the smooth round buttocks that his Uncle had fucked, the ones the man lifted and pressed his mouth against before re entering the kid making him yell out, enabling Caleb to shove his cock back down the boy's throat. Where were they going? Boiler room? Projection booth? Would he ask David what they were going to do? Would he just kneel and take out the cock he had seen often, that he saw the night before in David's own grip as he had cocks in his ass and mouth? Could he push David back onto some available desk and imitate his Uncle shoving his always hard cock into the boy? Would David instead yank open his own pants and push him forward so he could dick stab him for the first time fulfilling yet another fantasy he had learned from searching the Internet. Where was Caleb, would he suddenly appear? Did the two set a time and place to meet with David promising to bring another perverted friend? And as he waited, laying naked on his Uncle's bed, would the man straddle and fuck him for the rest of the evening. Could he stay in the man's bed running his fingers through the man's chest hair, sucking his cock, sitting on it and riding it to become the man's bitch? The thoughts were almost too many in his brain, fighting for full attention with the sights he saw the evening before, that opened his mind to the possibilities he had only imagined guiltily as he jacked off. The possibilities were endless and now he knew, real.