Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 02:50:20 +0700 (ICT) From: Les Bridges Subject: Helping Jacob part 2 It had been the weirdest thing. One day ago, I had been a straight guy who had many girls in his past. I had a completely platonic relationship with my roommate who had recently had a break with his girl friend and had been hopelessly sex starved. I had never even seen another guys penis. All of that had changed after I helped Jacob with his sex problem. I woke up today with the thought of giving my first blowjob on my mind. I had a little chuckle as I wondered exactly how many other girls had thought the same thing after their first time. Jacob was still sleeping when I woke up. I went to the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal, then walked into the living room, where my virginity to giving blowjobs was lost. I stood looking at the couch for a few seconds, thinking about how even the significance of something so mundane had changed. I got over it and sat down. Jacob walked out of his room with his backpack on a few minutes later and walked right out the door. He didn't say a word to me, he didn't even look at me. I felt a little thrown away already like one of his ex girlfriends. I threw my backpack on and left the apartment. All through the morning, couldn't stop thinking about what I had done. I felt a little guilty, and even a little uncomfortable. Noon rolled around and I went to meet my friend Sarah at the union for lunch. Sarah and I had been friends through high school, but we never dated, I think she had a secret longing for Jacob and really only talked to me to get to him. It didn't end up doing any good, because every time she tried to get with him, he was with some other girl. We weren't incredibly close until we graduated, then when Jacob and Sarah and I all went to the same college, then Sarah and I really started forming a bond we sort of stuck together to keep each other company. It helped to have friends that we already knew in college. Sarah had shoulder length light brown hair that she always kept trimmed to that length. Brown eyes and lower c cup boobs. We're about the same size, which wasn't saying much because we're both short, but the thing that she was best known for was her face. If she winked at a guy he'd melt right then and there. Sarah was one of those girls who had her wonderful days, when I say that she had her wonderful days, I mean that she looked good most of the time, but every once in a while, she'd come in with a skirt on, or some other risky article of clothing and really kill all the guys. She never had a problem finding the boys though. "Hey! What's up?" She said waving to me from across the room. I waved back, and we sat at a table closer to my side. "Do you have your costume ready for the party tomorrow?" She looked ecstatic, like she had the greatest thing ever to tell me. "No, I know I have the party is tomorrow and I have to pick something... O was thinking about being a mad scientist." I replied "Mad scientist??" she said clearly disappointed by my words. "Why don't you just pick a lamer costume?" Sarah could be blunt, and she usually was. "Well what do you suggest then, bitch?" I said back to her. I could be blunt too, and I was with her. Her mouth was agape with the edges of her mouth curled into a smile. "Don't call me a bitch, you asshole!" she smacked my arm. "If you have a better suggestion, I'd love to hear it!" I said back to her. "I don't know..." she said. "I'm going as a sexy fairy princess...I've got old sexy costumes if you want one of those." she said jokingly. Like so many guys before, she had killed me except not with her face, with her words. She had no idea the significance of what she had just said, and the absolutely coincidental statements didn't stop there. "Maybe you could pick up a hot boy while you're there." She took out a pudding cup and started to eat it. I stared at her with a face I couldn't describe, or control. She noticed the look and struck a weird face herself, then looked over her shoulder to see if there was something behind her.. "What?" She said. Her question broke my focus and I realized how much I had just incriminated myself. "What? Nothing..." I said trying to cover for my obviously strange look. "What do you mean nothing? You're clearly disturbed by something!" she stared at me with a sort of contemplative face. I stared back determined not to bring up my thoughts. She had this face on that could break stone. "Ok fine, but you have to promise not to bring this up to anyone... got that?? Not a soul!" I said "Always!" She insisted. "Last night, Jacob was complaining about how Hannah broke up with him, and how that he hasn't had sex in forever... So I tried to cheer him up, I thought it would be funny and help make him smile if I dressed up like Hannah and then danced around out in front of him." The look on her face had changed again, and she now looked at me totally sideways. What I said next completely took her by surprise. "So I did, and then...he asked me to give him head." Her face hadn't changed yet "Well,...did you do it?" she asked in an almost excited tone. "I...yeah...I did it." I said Sarah's mouth was agape again and her eyes were wide open. "Oh my god!!" she said loudly "Shhh! Dammit, I don't want everyone to know about this..." I said to her in a hushed tone. "You sucked Jacob's cock!?" she asked her hands over her mouth. I nodded back to her and she seemed to get a hold of herself. "That's...kind of hot" she said to me "I'm envious... really I am. I've always wanted to suck his dick." She said. Her thirst for details didn't end there though. "Did he cum?" she asked me quietly. "Yeah,...a huge amount.." I said unenthusiastically. "...And did you swallow it?" she asked. I nodded again, and her face lit up even more. "I'm really impressed! Lots of girls can't swallow a boy's whole load the first time they give a blowjob. I mean...not to call you a girl or anything..." She said trying to cover herself. It didn't matter now though. "Now here's the most important question...did you like it?" she asked. I hadn't really thought about that. It was a very good question. Did I really like it? "I don't know...I guess I didn't hate it. Maybe I'd have to do it again. " I said. Sarah smiled and said "I've got just the thing for you. Come over after you're done with classes. I've got to run, see ya!" She got up and jutted out of the building. I spent the rest of the day feeling nervous about having just spilled the truth of what I had done hoping that my trust wasn't misplaced with Sarah. I also felt a little worried about just what I was going to be subjected to when I went to Sarah's later on, if of course I had chosen to go at all. My last class ended at 5:00 pm. I decided "what the hell?" and walked to the other side of campus where she lived. The worst thing she could do is have a guy there standing naked waiting for service from me who was already reluctant and feeling a somewhat guilty about doing one of his best friends a sexual favor, but luck was on my side. The door opened and I saw Sarah's smiling face behind it, but more importantly, no men. "Hey! I'm glad you came!" she said as I walked through the door. She closed the door behind us and started walking in the direction of her room. I sat on her bed and she sat down next to me. "So...wow, you really gave Jake head?" she asked making sure that I wasn't kidding with her. I nodded and put a fake and slightly irritated smile on at the fact that she was asking me again as my response.. "I'm so jealous...You know, I always had a thing for him. I wish I could have been you yesterday. How big is he?" she asked. "You know how big he is, you've seen him before." I said. "God, you're so naïve... how big is his cock?" she asked more bluntly. "Oh...I don't know, he was big, I don't remember, I'm still sort of shocked that I even did it to him. But listen, It was a one time thing with him. I'm already afraid that I've ruined our friendship. I'm not even attracted to guys really, If I'm turned on at all, it's because I must have some sort of oral fetish or something..." I elaborated so that she would understand. "Well, you've got to do it again, there's no question about it." She said. I had started to agree with her. If nothing else, I had to find out if I was into it. There was a great chance that I wouldn't be into it at all, but now that I had tried giving head, I had to make sure so it only made sense. "Yeah..." I said, again reluctantly. "I know what we'll do!" she cried out in the high pitched, slightly devious voice that meant that she had just had an epiphany that I might not like. "There's this guy I know, his name is Kevin. He'll be at the party tomorrow. He's a total man-whore, especially when he's drunk, but he's hot and he doesn't have any diseases, so you won't regret trying it on him." She explained "You asked me if I had any better costume ideas for tomorrow's party, I do!" Sarah ran over to her closet. She opened the closet doors and inside were a ton of clothes all very neatly hung and organized. She took out some clothes and put it on the bed. "Use this one," Sarah said. I looked at the school girl costume, it had everything black mary-jane shoes, white thigh high stockings, plaid and pleated skirt, button down top, and brunette wig. "Kevin has a thing for school girls. You'll have no trouble getting into his pants." She said with a sexy little smile. Her smile, the one that had captured so many guys in school gave me a burst of confidence. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I'm not trying to discourage you, but I don't want to push you into something that you don't want to do." She said to me. "No, I'm not totally sure, but I think it's something that I'd rather do instead of spending the rest of my life wondering about." I replied with courage. "Good! Then meet me back here at the same time tomorrow, and we'll get you ready for the party, girl!" Sarah said excitedly. I was glad that she hadn't betrayed me by telling anyone about what had happened, and the fact that she hadn't emboldened me to take a step that I wasn't totally sure about. Sarah was a good friend, and I'm glad that I could trust her, especially when I put the future of my own sexuality in her hands.