Date: Mon, 5 May 2008 23:53:21 -0400 From: gary n Subject: Summer of Jacob's Awakening 2 If looking at this work of fiction is a problem for you, then don't look at it. The Summer of Jacob's Awakening CHAPTER 2 Pete drove back to his house, after he dropped Jacob off in front of the cottage he rented to the boy's mom. He smiled, as he remembered the hot time in his den. He know there would be lot more of them. Pete washed and put away the dishes that were left in the den. He worked for a while reviewing the summer term schedules. He still had to put in twenty to twenty-five hours a week on campus during the summer, but it was a lot better then the sixty hours he work during the regular term. It was hard concentrating on the dry class schedules, with the vision of Jacob's hot body squirming under him filling his brain. He finally gave up, and he went into his den. He closed the blinds, and he got out the movie projector and XXX film reels. He loaded his favorite short film, of two teens sucking and fucking, and he stroked himself thinking of Jacob. He grabbed some Kleenex and wiped up the gooey mess he made on his belly. He put the projector away, and he went back to the schedules. They wouldn't get finished by themselves. Jacob lay in his bed, his mind going thousands of miles per minute. He had never experienced such sensations. He thought back over the day, and all that had happened to him. He felt his young cock stir, as he thought over Pete's blowing him. It came to full life, as he remembered sucking Pete in the shower. He reached for it, and he started to stroke it. He had never even played with himself before today, and now the first time he came was getting sucked by a man. He felt the tightening in his groin, as he neared his climax. He realized too late, that he didn't have anything to clean up with. He felt on the floor, and he discovered a sock. He cleaned of his gooey load. He rolled over, and he closed his wondering what the day would bring. The next day Jacob had little time to mull over, what had happened the day before. His mom kept him busy putting away all of his stuff, and he crushed all the boxes and carried them to the road. He cleaned all the outside of the windows, and he scrubbed the bathroom. His mom seemed to have radar every time he stopped, and she would urge him to finish. "Jacob, I have to work tomorrow," she said, "and we don't have time to fool around. Now get to work." Jacob finished the last window, and he took down the ladder. He was glad to be done, and he wanted to go to his room to chill out and read. His mom was on the phone, when he got inside. He went to his room, and he picked through his collection of comics and magazines, but nothing caught his eye. He grabbed an old copy of MAD, and he laid on his bed. He opened the magazine, but he couldn't get into the words or the cartoons. His hand traveled down his chest and belly to his groin, and he had his fly open, before he realized what he was doing. He lowered his jeans and briefs. He checked under the pillow for the washcloth he had placed there earlier, then knowing he could clean up. He started to stroke himself. He closed his eyes and thought of Pete, as the memories washed over him, he shot his load. Pete worked through the morning, in his university office. He went through the stack of paper left on his desk by his secretary. He forced himself to concentrate on the matters at hand. He leafed through the pile of grant applications, and set several aside to study more carefully, and he put notices to resubmit on the rest, except for one on which he put a sharp note to find a new project not rehash already accomplished work. He ignored the ringing phones in the outer office, knowing Miss Tameray would not let him be disturbed. He was startled to hear a knock at his door, and he shout for whoever was knocking to come in. It was Miss T with a sandwich and some coffee. "Professor, you must eat, or you will get sick," she said, setting the plate on his desk. She stood over him making sure, that he ate all of the lunch she had brought in for him. She had watched over the professor for the last ten years, and she intended to keep watch over him for the next ten. Pete quickly ate the sandwich, and he smiled thinking of the attention Miss T had paid him for the past decade. He thought of the great young boy, that he had tasted yesterday. He hoped, that young Jacob would continue to allow him to be sexual with him. He stopped himself from indulging in any more fantasies of Jacob, before he had to go into his private bath and jerk off. "Thank you Miss T," he said, "delicious as always, but now I must get back to work. I am hoping to finish here, so I don't have come in for the next three weeks." His secretary gathered the plate, and she returned to her office. Pete returned to the pile of paper stacked on his desk. Jacob paced around the yard in frustration. His mom told he could not go to Pete's, until Pete invited him, and she said he had to wait until Pete called, before he could ask him. She didn't care that Pete already had invited him to swim whenever, she didn't hear it. Jacob's heart leaped, Pete's car pulled into the yard. "Hey, Jacob," said Pete, as he got out of the car, "why the scowl?" "Mom won't let go swimming, until I have an engraved invitation from you." "Well I left my engraver at the house, but why don't I talk to her, and you grab your swim trunks." Jacob ran to the house, and Pete followed more slowly. The boy dashed up the stairs, and rummaged through the drawers of his dresser. He located his red swim trunks from last year, and went running back downstairs. He saw Pete and his mom in the kitchen. His mom was talking on the phone. He knew by the look on her face something was wrong. "Great just great," exclaimed Midge, "now what am I going to do !" She hung the phone up, and she started to pace around the kitchen. Jacob knew this was not the time to ask her anything. "What's wrong Midge," asked Pete? "What's wrong, what's wrong well let me tell you since you asked," said Midge, "first the summer program where I was going to send Jacob is cancelled, because the director is in the hospital, so I have to find somewhere for him to go while I work. The last call was my new boss, who was quite sorry, but wants me to be in the office at 4:30 am, so we can meet some client in Milltown. He said we may have to spend the night, so what am I supposed to do with Jacob? I can't bring him along." "Well Midge," said Pete, "I was just going to tell you, that I had invited Jacob and you for a swim, so why not just have him pack enough clothes for a couple of days, and he can stay with me." Midge started to reply, but Pete stopped her. "I am caught up at work for the next three weeks, and all I intend to do is work on my book and some light yard work. Jacob can help me, and you won't have to pay for someone to watch him." } "You really wouldn't mind watching him," asked Midge, " he is a real handful sometimes, and he is at the age where getting him to do anything is like moving a mountain." "Ah but you see I have treated him to my wonder cookies, and he is hooked. All I have to do is threaten to withhold them from him, and he would paint my house for free," said Pete, with a smile. "He did mention something about cookies last night, when he got home, and if you could watch him it would be a lifesaver, but you have to let me pay you something." At this point Jacob ran into the kitchen. "Mom, I promise I will be good, if can stay with Pete while you work. I'll behave and help him with whatever he needs," Jacob spurted out, so quick it sound almost like one word. His mom and Pete smiled at him. "Well I suppose it will be alright. You go pack some clothes for the next couple of days, and remember to pack your toothbrush and clean underwear," she said, "Pete I want that secret recipe of your's, if those cookies make him that willing to work I'll bribe him until he weighs three hundred pounds." Jacob ran up the stairs to his room, and he started to place clothes on his bed. "Lets see underwear, shirts, pants, and socks," he said to himself, as he rummaged through what were once neat drawers in his dresser. He didn't notice Pete enter the room behind him. "Hey Jacob," said Pete. Jacob jumped, and he turned to face Pete. "Wow you scared me," said the boy, "I didn't hear you come up." "Sorry, Jacob," said Pete, as he closed the door. "I didn't mean to startle you." It's okay, I just was trying to make sure I have everything." "Well except for the toothbrush and the kitchen sink, I think you have everything you will need," said Pete smiling. Jacob smiled back at him. Pete looked through the pile of clothes on the bed. "I was wondering Jacob, do you have a jockstrap?" "Yeah, someplace in here," said Jacob, and he started to look for it. "Here it is," he said, displaying it for Pete. "Great, now would you do me a favor," asked Pete? "Sure what do you want?" "Put your jock on for me, okay?" "Here?" "Yes" Jacob kicked off his sneaks, and he opened his pants. He started to slide them of his hips. "Jacob, take everything off okay?" "You mean get bare?" "Yes" Jacob pulled his tee over his head, and he reached down to take off his socks. He was excited thinking of Pete watching him. His boy cock grew hard, as he peeled down his tight jeans. He faced Pete, and he lowered his white cotton briefs to the floor. His cock was standing straight out hard as a rock. Pete reached out, and he stroked it. "I have been thinking of you all day," said Pete, as he stroked the sweet boy treasure. He bent, and he licked the cock tip. He ran his hand along the edges of Jacob's butt cheeks, and he let a finger trace the crack. He took the hard cock into his mouth, and he slid his hand down into the warm crevice that defined the boy's ass. Jacob reacted to the sucking and touching, by widening his stance. He felt Pete's fingers trace his butt, and he sucked in his breath, when they reached the hole. The man let his finger trace the edge of the sweet hole, as he sucked the young cock. The boy bit his lips, to keep from crying out, as the man sucked him. Pete knew exactly what to do, when he felt the boy start to press harder into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the rigid boy dick. He held back from exploring the sweet boy hole more deeply at the time, because he knew, that he would get to do more later. He was so glad Jacob consented to allowing him to perform oral sex in his room with his mother home. He knew the boy was willing to put out with enthusiasm. Pete fondled the boy's precious nuggets, as he sucked the sweet pole. Jacob felt Pete's fingers, as he tickled the area around his boy hole. He didn't know why, but he liked the sensation. He liked all the things Pete was doing, and he thought it was cool, that Pete liked to watch him undress. He had no words to describe the feelings he had, when he was with Pete. It sent him over the edge, when Pete started to fondle his balls. He felt the urgency of his climax rise, and he shot his gooey load in Pete's mouth. Pete swallowed the boy's load, and he sucked until the boy's cock softened. "You better get dressed, or your mom will wonder what we are doing," said Pete, he smiled knowing the next two days were going to be awesome. Jacob smiled back at him, and the boy pulled his jockstrap on over his legs. Pete watched, as the boy replaced his clothes. He thought, that is was almost as sexy watching him get dressed as undressed. The boy gathered his clothes, and they went down stairs. Jacob received the list of dos and don'ts from his mother, and the two got into Pete's car. "Well if someone wants some cookies," said Pete, "I need to go into town, and get some supplies. Do you think you can wait for your swim?" "I guess so," said Jacob, "but I get to eat most of them." Pete drove down the back road to the little village. He eyed the boy in the seat next to him. He hoped to bring the boy to the next level in the evening. "Jacob, you know that I really like looking at you," said Pete? "You do?" "Yes and I was wondering if I could look at you now?" "Here in the car?" "Yes, right here in the car," said Pete. He watched, as Jacob pulled off his tee, kicked off his shoes and slid down his jeans. "Okay, Pete?" "Take your pants and socks off, but leave your jock on. Okay?" The boy did, as his friend asked. Pete looked him over, and he patted the bench seat next him. Jacob slid over. "You are a very sexy boy Jacob. I love how you look in that jock." The twelve year old blushed, and he looked down at his body. "I think I look kind of dorky," said Jacob. "Oh, no you look awesome!!!" Jacob blushed even deeper. "You know you owe me something Jacob," said Pete with a smile. "What is that," asked Jacob? "Well I got you off in your room, but you didn't do anything for me." "What can I do for you," asked Jacob with a smile? "Wait just a minute and I'll tell you," said Pete, as he spotted a narrow turn off. He steered the car in to the cool woods, and he stopped in a shaded clearing. "Lets get in the back seat. It will be more comfortable," said Pete. He opened the drivers door, and he go into the back seat. While Pete was pulling off his pants Jacob climbed over the front seat. The boy went to pull down his tight jock. "No Jacob, leave it on, okay. It makes you look even more sexy," said Pete. "Okay," replied the boy. Pete had on only his shoes and socks on, as he laid back on the seat. He positioned the boy, so he could play with the sweet virgin hole, as the boy sucked him. Jacob needed no urging, but went straight to licking and kissing Pete's cock. Pete spread the sweet cheeks in front of him, and he licked from the bottom of Jacob's jock to the bottom of his spine. The boy moaned, as the man's tongue passed over his hole. Pete licked the tender skin surrounding the boy's ultimate prize, and the boy grew hard in his jock. The boy slowly took the man's cock into his mouth. He went deeper, until he had the entire length in his mouth. He copied everything he remembered the man doing, as he performed his oral treat. He felt a rushing sensation, as Pete pushed his tongue into his tight hole. He was overcome by the feeling of Pete's hard tongue pushing in him. He was bobbing up and down on the hard cock, when Pete replaced his tongue, with one of his fingers. He squeezed his hole tight on the invading digit. Pete kissed his cheek and licked around the tight hole. Jacob slowly relaxed his hole, and he focused on the man's cock in his mouth. Pete waited for Jacob to resume with his blow job to probe more, when Jacob's head started to once again bob on his cock he felt deeper in the hot cavity. Pete found the node of pleasure in the boy, and he caressed it. Jacob responded by arching, and firing his load into the pouch of his jock. The boy clenched his hole on the man's finger, and Pete shot his load on Jacob's face. The two lovers lay panting on the seat. Pete turned Jacob, and he kissed him deeply. He licked his sperm from the boy's face, and they lay together recovering from their passion. The two cuddled together, until their breathing slowed. Pete ran his hand down Jacob's smooth body. He felt the damp pouch enclosing the boy's now soft penis. "Well I guess you don't need me to finish things for you," said Pete, "so I take it you like having your butt played with." "It was so awesome Pete I never felt like that before. You made me shoot without touching my wiener." "Okay Jacob I'm glad, but it is not a wiener it is your cock. Say that for me Jacob. My cock." Jacob smiled, he rubbed the pouch of his jock. "My cock," and he grabbed Pete's flaccid penis. "Pete's cock" "Good boy, now lets get going, so we can swim before dark," said Pete. The pair dressed, but Pete had Jacob remain shirtless. Pete steered the car back to the road, and they headed for the village.