Jacob's Life
Chapter 9
Written By: Justin Case
Edited By:   Ed
February 19, 2002
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I kept getting up and looking out the window to see if Champ was coming. It seemed like forever, before I finally saw him walking down my street. My heart skipped a beat or two I think, as I saw his little body walking rather briskly towards my house. I couldn't pull myself away from the window, he had reached the corner of our front yard and cut across it, he noticed me in the window and flashed me a smile. His blue eyes seemed to penetrate my soul with their intensity. God, his eyes were so warm and inviting, they actually seemed to light up when he smiled. I know that sounds cliché, but it's true. Whenever Champ looks at me, I feel overwhelmed with desire and affection for him.

I went to the back door and opened it slowly to let him in. I stood there a few seconds admiring him, trying to catch my breath. He walked into our kitchen, and looked me right in the eyes. His cheeks were red from the chilly spring air, and the quick walk, I imagined as I studied him. I felt so weak, yet so alive. I was happy to have him there with me.

"Jacob," came his soft voice, and simple greeting.

"Champ," I replied, and took his small hand into mine. I led him into the living room.

We both sat on the old broken down couch, side by side. I just kept staring at him. His blue eyes looked perplexed, and his face was scrunched up. I could tell he was confused about something.

"What's the matter, Champ?" I asked him. My heart began to sink as I wondered silently to myself about what was bothering him. I feared the worst.

"I don't know, you keep staring at me. Did I do something wrong?" he asked, sounding self-conscious.

"No, Little Buddy, you didn't do anything wrong. You're just so cute, I can't take my eyes off you," I explained.

"Come on, Jacob, I'm ugly," he chuckled as he protested my compliment.

"Champ, you are so fucking cute it drives me crazy. I wish I had half your good looks."

"Do you mean it, Jacob, am I really cute?" Champ asked me very seriously.

"Absolutely, you're the cutest boy I know." I rubbed his cheek with my right hand as I told him how I felt.

"I think you're cute too, Jacob," he whispered, then kissed me quickly on the lips.

"Maybe we should go into my bedroom, it's a little more private there. I wanted to talk to you, and I don't want my mother hearing us," I told him as I took his hand and led him down the hallway to my bedroom.

I closed the door as soon as we were both inside. Champ took a seat on my bed, and I sat next to him. I thought about what I wanted to say, but didn't quite know how to start. I guess I was staring at him again, because he got that funny look in his eyes, and his face wrinkled up. I lay down, so I'd be looking at the ceiling instead of him, I figured he'd feel better. He reached his little hand to mine, and gently squeezed it in his own.

"Champ?" I started.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Do you think what we did last night is bad?" I wondered out loud.

"Not unless we get caught. I don't think it's bad, but other people would. Especially people like Robert. You know how he is," Champ prattled off.

"Yeah, I know, but..." My voice trailed off, as I thought about what I wanted to say.

"Jacob, I like you a lot. Probably more than anyone I know. I don't know. I can't change the way I feel about you. I hope you don't tell me that you don't like me anymore." His voice was shaking, and he lay down on his stomach next to me on the bed, as he said it.

I could feel his breath on the side of my face, I wanted to look at him, but I kept my eyes on the ceiling. I kept my hand in his, moved my fingers around inside the palm of it. Gently probing his soft flesh with my finger tips.

"I like you more than anyone I know too, Champ. I think I may even love you. I just feel so guilty, and I don't want to fool around with Dane anymore. I don't love him. I'm so afraid of what will happen if we get caught," I rambled, as my thoughts tumbled out of my lips.

"Jacob, I love you too. I know what you mean. I feel guilty sometimes too about it, but I can't help myself. It feels so good to be with you. If you don't want to fool around with Dane, that's OK. He has Greg, and I think he likes Greg," Champ soothingly reassured me.

I was dumbfounded, what was this latest revelation about Greg? I knew that they had jerked off together, Champ had told me that, but he said it was innocent and under the blankets. When did he find out about Greg? I wondered. I just had to know what he knew and how he knew it.

"Champ, what do you mean, he has Greg.?" I blurted out, as I rolled onto my side so I could see his face.

"Yeah, after you left this morning, Greg came downstairs and hung out a little. Then Dane started talking about sex, and asked Greg if he ever had his dick sucked. Greg said no, but you can suck it if you want. Dane said, really? Greg said yeah. Then the two of them went at it, and I played N-64." He was so matter of fact about it, his voice never skipped a beat.

"Wow, I can't believe it. You're shitting me?" I was astonished.

"Nope, I'm telling you the truth." Champ rolled over and looked me in the eyes.

"Right there in front of you? Did Greg cum? Is he old enough to cum?" I curiously inquired.

"I don't think so, but I couldn't tell. He did like it though. You should have seen him squirming around, and humping up and down, while Dane sucked on his little pecker. He even sucked on Dane like an expert," Champ continued.

"What if Greg tells someone?" I asked him.

"I doubt he would, he liked it too much. He knows he'd get in trouble if he told anyone. He may be young, but he ain't stupid," Champ reasoned, sounding much maturer than most twelve-year-olds.

I fixed my brown eyes on his blue ones, and used my free hand to pull his face towards mine. I kissed him softly on the lips. I felt my prick get hard in my pants, and pushed myself closer to Champ to feel his body against mine.

"Jacob, I'm horny," Champ admitted, when we broke from the kiss.

"Me too."

"Let's get naked and fool around in your bed," he begged.

I didn't have to think about it twice. I sat up and got off the bed to remove my clothes, while he sat up and watched me. I slowly pulled my shirt off and felt the air against my skin. His sexy blue eyes fixated on my chest, and his mouth hung open.

He reached his little hands to my belt, and undid it. Then he unbuttoned my pants, and slowly pulled them down my legs. He saved my boxers for last, he reached his hands to the elastic waistband on both my sides and slid them down my smooth boy thighs. My cock was standing straight up, its tip at my bellybutton. My balls were tightly enclosed in my little sack. When he had my boxers around my ankles, I stepped out of them.

He got up off the bed, and held me in his arms. My naked skin tingled as it pressed against the soft cloth of his clothing. He reached his hands around my back and slid them down to my butt cheeks. He pulled me into him, and rubbed his pelvis against my hard cock. I could feel my dick as it began to leak pre-cum from its velvety tip. Champ moved his hands around my hips and began fondling my boyhood.

He got onto his knees in front of me, he was transfixed with the sight of my raging boner. He pulled it downwards and stuffed the large head into his mouth, and slid his tiny lips down its shaft until his nose rested in my pubic hairs. He grasped my balls in his left hand. He slid his mouth back up my cock and wrapped his right hand around its base just below his wanton mouth. He jerked my dick slowly up and down the bottom half of it, while he sucked feverishly on the top half of it.

I looked down at his light brown hair, and put my hands on his head. I watched my reddened dick, all wet with his spit, as he jerked me off in his mouth. I looked at his little hand wrapped around my thick boy cock as he stroked it. I could feel my hips began to push and pull my body, as the feelings began to intensify. My stomach muscles tightened, my breathing began to deepen. I watched as my throbbing cock swelled to its fullest while he jerked and sucked on it. I wanted to cum, but I wanted him to cum too. I pushed his head away. His eyes looked up at me, they were full of desire.

"Let me take your clothes off. Let's get in the bed together, so I can do you too," I begged him as I stared into his eyes.

He didn't say a word, he stood up right in front of me. He kept his hand on my dick, it felt so good. I reached for his shirt and unbuttoned it, he let go of my hardon long enough for me to take his shirt off his arms. I let it fall to the floor, as I grabbed for his belt and undid it. I got on my knees now, in front of him. I pulled his pants down. As I went to pull his boxers down, his cock got stuck in the waistband. His boner poked straight out beneath the cotton boxers. I hooked my hands around them and pulled them away from his body. Finally, his excited boy cock sprang free and hit me in the face. I couldn't get over its beauty.

His smaller cock rested against his smooth body, its mushroom shaped head about an inch below his belly button. I pulled it towards my mouth, and looked at the small patch of black pubic hairs that were hidden beneath it. Champ only had hairs just above the base of his dick, when his boner stood straight up, he looked hairless. I pressed my lips against his balls, his sack was bigger than mine; and his balls hung down about two inches below his dick. I took them into my mouth and sucked on them.

I slowly slid my right hand up and down his hot dick, as I sucked on his balls. I ran my tongue around each testicle, one at a time while I sucked on the sack. I pressed my lips around it near the base of his dick, and lightly squeezed them together. I could feel his precum on my fingers, its slick wetness excited me even more.

"Jacob, let's get in the bed," he whispered down to me.

I looked up towards his face, keeping his balls in my mouth, and my hand working his dick. I watched his eyes as they rolled into the back of his head. His smaller dick had reached its five inch maximum length in my hand. I could feel it throbbing, and all its ridges and veins under my fingers. I love the feeling of the tightened skin as it slides up and down the hardened muscle.

I stood up, and kept his cock in my hand as I pulled him on top of me into my bed. I held onto him as I pulled the sheet over us. The feeling of the cloth against my body excited me even more. He had his arms around me, I closed my eyes and kissed him passionately.

His tongue darted out of his mouth into mine. I felt it as he slipped it back and forth in my mouth. I could feel our dicks as they rubbed against each other, and the precum acted like a lubricant. He began pumping harder against me, my own dick was ready to burst from the sensations.

I bucked my body up and down, while groping his smooth bare ass in my hands. I didn't want to move. I wanted to cum with him on top of me like that. I wanted to feel his hot jizz squirt between our bodies. I could feel my orgasm building, and my precum was flowing like a gushing hose. I reached one of my hands down in between our bodies, I grabbed onto both our dicks and squeezed them together as we pumped our hips into each other. I was getting closer to shooting my load, and could tell he was too.

"Oh, Jacob. Yessssssss, that feels so good. I want to feel your hot juice on my body. Cum for me, Jacob, shoot your load all over me. Yessssssssss," Champ's voice rasped in delight, as he held my hips in his hands and pumped his cock against mine while I gripped them both together.

"Umm, I'm gonna cum. Uumph! Yessssssssss, Champ, yesssssssssssss!" I exclaimed in ecstasy as my cock began to blow its load.

Shot after shot of my thick, hot, white cum burst out of the little hole in the tip of my aroused penis. I felt each squirt as it exploded out of my cock and onto Champ's stomach above me.

I felt Champ's cock swell and twitch in my hand as it began shooting its seed, just a second after mine. Blast after blast of his clear, hot boy cum shot on my belly and up onto my chest. It felt like drops of hot rain bathing my smooth body. It was almost like a gentle spray of small droplets pouncing on my belly and chest. I pulled his body closer to mine and pressed our flesh together. I took his head in my hands and drew his face to mine, and kissed him with all the emotion I could muster. I didn't want to move, I wanted to stay like that forever.

After several minutes, and when I was able to breathe regularly again, I rolled Champ and me onto our sides, face to face, naked under the sheets. I looked into his eyes, and kissed him again softly. It was a short kiss, but sweet just the same.

"Jacob, we've got to stop meeting like this," Champ teased.

"I don't know, I kind of liked having our meat like that," I joked.

"I like meat," Champ said, then laughed.

"I like your meat best of all," I chided.

"I like your meat better."

"Un unh," I murmured.

"Un Huh," he continued the banter.

I was in heaven, and he was my angel. I had never felt so loved before in my life. I know I was only fourteen, but I had been through a lot in my short life, with my parents' messy divorce and all. I never really felt loved before that day. It was the first time I remembered my mother saying it to me, and the same day Champ said he loved me too. What more could a boy ask for?

"Hey, we better take a shower, I don't want to stink," I quietly said, as I looked into his eyes.

"I don't stink. Do I?" he asked seriously.

"Not yet."

He stuck his tongue out at me and flashed me a smile. I held him tightly in my arms and kissed him again. I thought about how much I liked the feeling of his body so close to mine. I ran my hands up and down his smooth back, and felt his warmth.

"Come on, let's take a shower." I finally brought myself back to reality.

"Together? At the same time? Hehe!" he smirked.

"Yeah, but we have to be quiet, we don't want to wake my mother," I told him and winked.

"Lead the way, I'm right behind you." He nudged me away as he said it.

I didn't want to leave the bed, but knew we couldn't stay there forever, Joanie would be getting home soon and I didn't want her to find us naked in my bed together. I reluctantly threw the sheet off my body and slid out of the bed, pulling Champ by the hand with me. It was a great afternoon. One I will never forget.

It was what happened later that day; that set these memories of my life like rocks on a river bottom. Only to remain until the floods come and cast them aside, and strew them about. I'm sure as I ebb and weave through time, the recollections will become muddy and confused. The only thing I will know for sure is that we loved each other that day, and for many more after.

I'd tell you now about what happened, but it's not a good time. No, I want to leave you all where I was after we finished making love. I want to let you savor in the feelings as I did, and know Champ must have.

Besides, I need to get this chapter done, so I can turn it into Mr. Furey. Don't worry, there is much more of my life to come, and much more for me to share with you. I hope you continue to read my tale, as I do enjoy writing it.
Well, there you have it. I hope you liked this chapter of Jacob's Life, and look for the rest of the story. I'll see you all in two weeks with more. Thanks for coming along with me on this journey. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think. My e-mail address is Justin69SK@aol.com

Thanks, Ed, for the edit.

As Always,
But not forever,