Date: Thu, 1 May 2008 18:49:20 -0400 From: gary n <ngary94@live.com> Subject: The Summer of Jacob's Awakening 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 1 2001 Jacob stood by the edge of the grave, alone lost in thought. He thought back to the time, that he met Pete for the first time. It was hard to believe it was so long ago, but the years had passed so quickly. The man closed his eyes, it seemed like just yesterday. 1970 Jacob watched the trees pass by the side window of his mom's ugly 1965 Chevy Station Wagon. He thought of all the stuff he was missing back home. Summer was just beginning and instead of hanging with his friends, Jacob was moving to some God forsaken place in the country. Jacob's mom was tired of trying to make ends meet as a waitress at the diner, and she took a job working for a wholesale clothing firm across the state. She rented a house from some old college professor in the middle of nowhere. Jacob was in the deep self pity, that only a 12 year old boy can feel. He decided, that he was going to be bored all summer long. He had no Little League, no pool, no park, no sleepovers and no hanging out with his friend. How could he forget, he had no friends. Here he was on the first Saturday of summer vacation, after he was woken up at 4:00 in the morning, after he and mom packed the car until late last night and after they spent days packing the boxes to go into the car, riding all morning, so he could unpack the car, unpack the boxes and clean the new place. Jacob was looking forward to a real long boring day. They arrived at the small cottage located on a farm miles from the nearest town. Jacob was not impressed with the cozy attic loft, that was to be his room. He thought having to go downstairs to the only bathroom sucked big time. He hated the loneliness of the location. The only good thing was someone had really cleaned the place and set up most of the furniture. Still Jacob got tired of lugging the boxes from the car to the rooms his mom pointed out, but by lunchtime he was taking the last bow into the kitchen. His mom sent to start unpacking his stuff I his room, while she tried to fix something for lunch. Jacob heard a car pull in to the drive, and he looked out of his window. He saw a man about 35-40 get out and walk to the front door. Jacob heard his mom and the man talking. "Jacob," called his mom, "come down here and meet Dr. Michaels." Jacob went down stairs, and shook the offered hand. "I'm Pete, Jake glad to meet you," said Pete. "Glad to meet you, too," said Jacob, "but it is Jacob." This caused his mom to give him smack on his butt. "Be polite young man or the Doctor will have to wait to take us to his house for lunch, until I tan you.," chided Mom. "I'm sorry Dr. Michaels," said Jacob. "It is no problem at all Jacob," said Pete, "but it is Pete." Jacob smiled, and they all got into Pete's car. They about a half mile to Pete's farm house. As they drove Pete explained that the cottage used to be the farm manager's place, but he now leased the land to be farmed by local farmers. Pete said he didn't have time to farm and run the Human Behavior Department at the local college. They arrived at the farm house, where Pete lived, and they got out and went into the back yard. Jacob looked at the pool in Pete's back yard, with longing in his eyes. The pool was huge, and so clear. There was a diving board in the deep end, marked lanes for laps and wide steps in the swallow end. Jacob tested the water with his fingers. It was nice and cool. "Go ahead and take a dip, Jacob," said Pete, "lunch will take a few minutes to get ready." "I would, but my swimsuit is at the house," said Jacob. "You are wearing underpants," asked Pete, "Jacob?" "Sure" "Well just swim in your briefs," said Pete. "OK if I go for a swim Mom, please," asked Jacob? "Sure go ahead," she said, "If Dr. Michaels doesn't mind. I don't care." Jacob lost no time in pulling off his sneakers, socks, tee shirt and pants. He was glad he had on clean jockeys, as he dived into the pool. The pre-teen didn't notice Pete watching him, as he undressed. The boy dove and swam, until his mom called him to the picnic table. He found a towel in a lounge chair by the pool, and he dried off. "Here Jacob," called Pete, "there is a shower by the fence. Rinse off and come eat before the food gets cold." Jacob rinsed off, as Pete watched. Pete couldn't help but to admire the cute bubble buns under the wet cotton. They walked over to the table, and Jacob dug into the food. He paid little attention to the conversation, until he heard Pete call to him. "Jacob, would you stand here by me for a second, so I can show your mom something," asked Pete. Jacob walked over to the man, and Pete turned him, so he faced his mom. "You see Midge," said Pete, "the human body responds to stimuli no matter how much the mind tries to block it. Now Jacob, I want you to just relax, and keep your hands at your sides. Ok?" Jacob nodded, and he watched, as Pete slipped his hand inside his legs. He tried to prevent the wood from popping, Pete's hand running along the inside of his thighs made it spring to life. Jacob started to move his hand to cover his growing penis, but Pete stopped him. "It's ok Jacob, it is a normal response," said Pete, as he continued to gently feel inside the boy's thighs. Pete reached for the elastic band on top of Jacob's briefs. "Here this won't be as uncomfortable," said Pete, as he pulled the front of the briefs from Jacob's groin leaving the boy's penis covered, but allowing it to point up. Pete stopped stroking the soft inner thighs, and he patted Jacob on his butt. "You see a physical response to a physical stimuli, Midge," said Pete, "Jacob could not have stopped reacting regardless of how embarrassed he became. Thank you Jacob, why don`t you go back to the pool, while your mom and I talk?" Jacob went back into the water, with thoughts running rampant in his head. He knew next to nothing about sex, and he certainly wasn't going to ask his mother any questions. He had been waking up with boners for a few months, and he started having strange dreams, that he couldn't quite remember. He had heard all the stuff at school about sperm and stuff, but it made little sense to the boy. His mom and Pete sat talking, as Jacob floated on his back in the pool. Jacob thought about what had happened at the table. No one had ever touched him like that, and he was confused by his response. He thought about how good Pete's touch felt between his legs. His penis was growing, as he remembered the sensation of Pete's touching him. He was lost in his erotic daydream, when he heard his mom. "Jacob, Jacob are you listening," she shouted. Jacob stood up to hide his erection. "Sure, Mom. What do u want?" "Pete is going to run me to the house, so I can get things sorted out. He says that you can stay here and swim if u want, and he will take you back later." Jacob thought for a moment, and he nodded his head at his mom. "I'll stay, if you don't need me to help," he replied. "I think I can get things done quicker without your help, thank you," she said smiling, "I am going to take these dirty clothes with me and wash them. Pete will bring you some clean things, when he comes back." Jacob nodded, returned to floating, as his mom gathered his clothes. He heard the car pull away, and he started swimming slow steady laps. He always spent time at the pool back home, he had been on the swim team. He wasn't a great swimmer, but he could be counted to place most of the time. He already missed his teammates back home. He barely noticed Pete watching him, as he swam slowly working on his form. He was surprised to see him, when he stopped swimming. Pete tossed a towel on the lounge chair. "Grab a shower and hand your briefs on the line," said Pete, "then come inside and we'll have snack, before I take you home." "Did you bring my clean clothes," asked Jacob? "Whoops, I forgot," said Pete, "the phone guy was there, and she was talking to him, so I just came back. I was nervous about you swimming all alone." Jacob got out of the pool and dried off. He followed Pete to the shower, and he got under the spray. He didn't realize the man was watching him, as he rinsed the chlorine from his skin. He hung his briefs on the line, and he wrapped the towel around his waist. He went to the back door of the house looking for Pete. He found Pete in the kitchen putting cookies on a plate. There was two glasses of milk on the counter, and Pete pointed at them. "Follow me," said Pete, as he walked through the door leading into the house. Jacob followed Pete into the cozy den, off the kitchen. Pete put the cookies on the coffee table in front of the couch. "Grab a seat and dig in Jacob," said Pete sitting on the couch. Jacob sat next to him and grabbed a cookie. It was marvelous, the best he ever tasted. He asked for another, and Pete handed him one. Jacob wolfed it down like only a 12 year old could. In a few minutes Jacob had finished off the cookies, and guzzled the milk. He looked at Pete with an embarrassed expression. "Sorry I didn't save you any Pete, but they are great cookies." said Jacob, "You have to tell mom where to get them." "Well she just needs to go to my kitchen," said Pete, "I baked them." "Really," asked Jacob? "Really" "So, Jacob I owe you an apology for earlier," said Pete, "it wasn't very fair to do that to you, but your mom didn't understand how people's bodies respond to certain stimuli, and you were there to demonstrate." "It was kind of weird, Pete, but it's ok," replied Jacob, embarrassed that Pete brought it up. "You know I hate getting turned on and not being able to get off, Jacob," said Pete, "It would only be fair for me to finish what I started." "What do you mean," asked Jacob? "This Jacob" said Pete, reaching over and rubbing the preteen's hairless leg. Jacob felt his young penis swell, as the older man massaged his leg. Pete ran his hand inside Jacob's legs. Jacob opened them wider without thinking. Pete smiled at him, he slid his hand higher. "Here lets make this easier," said Pete, and he pulled open the towel around the boy's waist. He was greeted to the sight of Jacob's 4 inch cut penis pointing out and surrounded by a sparse bush. The boy watched as the man felt around his penis and balls. "Is this ok with you Jacob," asked Pete, "I can stop if you want me to?" "No, it feels nice," cooed the boy. Pete continued to caress the boy, and he gently fondled the hairless sac holding the nugget sized testacies. The boy moaned softly, as Pete continued to caress him. Pete ran a finger along the boy's rigid penis, and Jacob shivered with the sensation. Pete bent and gently licked each of the boy's nipples. Jacob was overwhelmed with the erotic feelings washing over him. He had never even masturbated, and now he had someone touching him in his most private of places. Pete got in front of the boy, and he knelt between his legs. He kissed down the front of the boy, until his face was over the young penis. He slowly licked it from bottom to top. He ran his tongue over the cap like head of the boycock, and he sucked in his mouth. Pete expertly brought the boy close to orgasm, and he backed off until the moment passed. He pushed up the smooth legs, and he rimmed Jacob, as he waited for the boy to calm down. Jacob brought his hand down to his boyhood, but Pete pushed it away. Pete finally took the sweet boy meat back in his mouth and he brought the boy to climax. Jacob thrust deep into Pete's mouth spurting his young load, when he was done he lay back on the couch exhausted. His body was covered in sweat, as he lay back breathing deep. Pete sucked him, until his boycock softened, and he smiled at the boy. "Is that better Jacob?" Oh, yes it was awesome," said Jacob, "but isn't wrong for guys to do that stuff?" "Jacob, did it feel wrong to you?" asked Pete, "if you weren't turned on when I touched you by the pool, I wouldn't have done this. Now if you can lets grab a shower and clean up, so I can take you home." The two went back through the kitchen to the back yard. Jacob had the towel in his hand enjoying being naked. Pete was enjoying looking at the sweet boy, as they walked to the backyard shower. Jacob watched, as Pete undressed by shower. He had never seen a adult man naked, and he was amazed at the size of Pete's manhood. Pete was only a little over six inches, but he was larger than any other penis Jacob had seen. The two got under the shower together, and Jacob kept staring at Pete's cock. "Would you like to touch it, Jacob," asked Pete, "you can, if you want too." Jacob reached over , and he felt the rigid member. Pete stood still, and he let the boy explore him. Jacob's boy penis started to grow, as he felt around Pete's groin. Pete smiled at Jacob's reaction. "So, you like playing with my cock, do you Jacob," asked Pete? The boy nodded, as he fingered the thick hair surrounding Pete's cock. "Would you like to try sucking it?" "Could I ?" Pete assented, and he told Jacob how to suck and cover his teeth with lips. Jacob was a little scared at first, but he soon was sucking deeper on Pete's cock. The boy gagged a little, when Pete's dick touched the back of his throat, but he swallowed it the next time, and he soon was sucking the length of the older man's cock. Pete tried to warn Jacob, before he came, but the boy's avid sucking brought him to a early climax. Jacob had cum running from his mouth and nose. "Was that stuff sperm," asked Jacob? "Yes, sorry I tried to warn you, but I couldn't stop it. You did such a good job sucking." "It was cool," said Jacob, "when, do you think I will make sperm?" "You Already do, Jacob," said Pete, "I tasted it when you came in the living room. Here I`ll show you." Pete reached down, and started to stroke the hard boycock. Jacob soon arched his back, and he fired a small load into Pete's waiting hand. "Wow neat," panted Jacob. Pete held his hand out to Jacob. "Here taste it," said Pete, "a boy should know how good he tastes." Jacob licked the cum from Pete's palm, and he smiled at the man. The two finished in the shower, and they drove to the small cottage. Pete let Jacob out and he told to come over anytime. The end chapter 1