Date: Tue, 30 Jul 2002 17:41:27 -0000
From: shakes d <shakes003@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Taking of Jakob (Part 12)--Beginnings

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******

	The clock read 6:30 a.m. when I felt Jakob shaking me out of my
slumber. I winced and tried to shove my head under the pillow, but Jakob
grabbed it out of my sleepy grasp and tossed it onto the floor. I grumbled
and groaned.

	"C'mon, Bry. You got that appointment to go to." Jakob continued to
shake my shoulder, and it was starting to piss me off. It was a rough night
with little sleep between bouts of running back and forth to use the
can. It was 3:30 a.m. on the alarm clock last before I finally drifted
off. I could care less about some stupid fucking doctor's appointment.

	"Bryan." Jakob's voice was a little more forceful as I groaned and
rolled over onto my back, covering my face with both arms.

	"Suck my cock." I grumbled loudly, not meaning to hurt Jakob's
feelings, but at the same time the guy was getting on my very last, and
very exhausted nerve. I felt him moving on the bed, and was hoping he was
getting up and leaving me in peace.

	My breathing became deep, and I was about to pass that point in my
journey to a deep snooze when I felt something warm and moist envelop my
dick. I opened my eyes slowly to find Jakob curled up down by my crotch,
licking and otherwise enjoying himself with my favorite body part. He
looked up and shrugged innocently when he caught my gaze, and I held on to
my stomach as I laughed wholeheartedly.

	"I wasn't being literal, you lunatic!" I reached down and pushed
back Jakob's bangs. He caught my hand and kissed the palm before sliding up
so we were facing one another. He had a lopsided grin on his face and was
blushing badly.

	"I thought maybe you wanted to mess around." He said quietly before
he gave me a very soft kiss on the lips. I responded graciously, and
started to contemplate his offer. It sounded wonderful, but my stomach was
still unpredictable at this point, and I didn't want to end up messing
myself in the throws of passion. I broke the kiss, closed my eyes, and
sighed heavily. Jakob read me without either of us saying a word. I felt
him gently stroke my belly in response.

	"I fucking love you, Jakob. I'm sorry I've been a grumpy old man,
lately."

	"I fucking love you, Bryan. It's okay. I'm used to you being old
and grumpy." Jakob smirked and tried to move away before I grabbed for his
left nipple and pinched hard. Jakob began to holler out in pain, but it
turned into a loud gasp as my mouth covered his nipple, and began to suck
and nibble at it. Jakob's hands were in my hair, and they balled into fists
as I rubbed my morning stubble across his soft chest. He pulled himself
close to me, and I could feel his hardness pressing against my hip.

	"Christ, you're good to go this morning, aren't ya?" I growled
hungrily before my mouth claimed his and our tongues began their passionate
embrace. How could I live with a clear conscience if I let a little stomach
trouble get in the way of this? I broke the kiss, and hurriedly got out of
bed. Jakob was panting, and visibly distraught--his erection pointing to
the sky.

	"Wha...what's goin' on? Where you think you're goin'?" Jakob asked
out of breath.

	"I'm gonna be late for that appointment if I don't get serious,
here." I played hard to get, and was thoroughly enjoying the results. Jakob
looked about ready to burst.

	"What the hell am I supposed to do?" Jakob was referring to his
enormous boner, and the look of desperation on his face would have been
heart wrenching if it weren't so goddamned hilarious.

	"I know from personal experience how good those hands are of
yours," was all I replied before I left a very hot and bothered Jakob alone
on the bed, in our bedroom. I went into the kitchen to turn the coffee pot
on, and counted the number of seconds it would take before Jakob would
gallop behind me and catch me at my own bluff. He didn't follow me. I heard
the bathroom door close, and I quietly went to investigate after the coffee
began to brew.

	I slowly opened the door, and my heart leaped to my throat as I saw
Jakob standing in front of the mirror, slowly stroking himself with his
head cocked to one side and his eyes closed. It suddenly dawned on me, that
in the five years we had spent together, never did I once see Jakob stroke
off. I couldn't even remember if I'd seen him grab himself for any reason
besides to chide or joke with me.

	Jakob felt the breeze from the open door, he opened his eyes
slowly, and slowly his eyes met mine through the mirror. His face was
turning red, and he was about to stop his self-exploration, when I broke
out of this incredible daze.

	"Don't...please don't stop." I could barely choke out the words. I
had never witnessed anything so completely sexy in my life. Jakob looked
down, and then looked back at me as I closed the door behind me, and took
my place behind him.

	"You're so beautiful. Please don't stop." I whispered into his ear
as my arms wrapped around him, and my hands started rubbing his smooth
chest. I looked into the mirror and watched as Jakob slowly ran his hand up
and down the shaft of his cock. His eyes remained closed, and his chest was
rising and falling from his deep breaths. When my fingertips brushed over
his hardened nipples, he groaned softly, and let his head fall back. I was
hungry and I wanted Jakob for my morning meal.

	I sunk to my knees behind Jakob as he continued stroking his own
cock, and I started kissing and nibbling on the round cheeks of his ass. My
eyes focussed on those faded scars he received, what seemed like a lifetime
ago, and I pressed my lips softly to them. Wrapping my arms around Jakob's
legs, I pressed my cheek to his sculpted ass. What a photo this would have
made-Jakob masturbating with me on my knees; my face pressed into his
bum. I smiled in spite of myself before resuming my kissing of his rear.

	My hands drifted up and down his short, sexy legs, and I then let
my right hand wedge itself between his thighs; rubbing and gently tugging
on his ball sac, urging his legs to spread a little. When they did, my
hands drifted up, squeezed, and kneaded his ass; spreading his cheeks a
little and giving me a very inviting view of his hole. Without thinking, I
let my tongue drag itself up the valley of his ass, and listened as Jakob
yelled out in what sounded to be complete pleasure.

	Jakob continued to gasp and holler as my tongue explored the
crevice and hole of his ass. My hands were on his hips and pulling him down
into my face. I could feel his legs trembling. I got up off of my knees,
and moved to the small of his back where I planted a tender kiss. I
continued to move up his spine, licking and kissing, sometimes nibbling
until I was standing over him again; my mouth devouring his neck and
shoulders. Jakob was shaking slightly, and as I looked down at the counter,
I could see Jakob's seed all over it.

	"Hmmm...looks like we've had an accident." I teased hotly as my
mouth played with his ear. Jakob didn't respond in any way, shape, or
form. He leaned back heavily into me with his eyes closed; his chest
heaving. I gently pushed him forward; his stomach lying flat on the
counter. I moved Jakob's legs further apart with my own, and pushed my
aching cock into his warm and tight ass.

	"Oh, fuck!" I moaned as I pushed as deep as I could possibly
go. Jakob's body was limp beneath me; his head resting on the counter and
his face completely flushed. I could feel him pushing back against me,
urging me deeper into his body. My thrusting automatically increased in
pace and intensity. I was fucking him hard. He was going to have a hard
time walking after I was finished, and there was nothing I could do to stop
it. I wanted to be inside of his beautiful body with a desperation that I
wasn't used to before I met him. Never before had I wanted someone so bad,
even after all this time together.

	"Jakey."

	"Bry."

	My hands left Jakob's hips, and closed over his hands as we cried
each other's name out. My body slammed into him, and I felt myself
exploding in sensations too intense and emotional to describe. I bent down
and kissed him over and over on his back and shoulders while I came deep
inside of his body. I could feel Jakob's subtle seizing underneath me, and
knew from experience that he was coming for the second time. I remained
inside of him, with my upper body pressed against his. Our hands were still
entwined; our bodies heaving. When I finally slipped out of Jakob's body,
we both eased into a standing position, and Jakob wheeled around and threw
himself into my arms. He was shaking.


	"Hey, what's up?" I asked softly as I stroked his hair.

	"I love you so much, Bryan." He mumbled into my chest. "Don't ever
leave me, okay? You're all I got."

	"Hey!" I cupped his chin and moved it upwards so that he was
looking at me. "Where the hell is all this garbage coming from?"

	Jakob shrugged and his eyes started to look wet. He said nothing,
but melted into my arms pressing his face into my chest again.

	"Five years, baby. I ain't goin' anywhere. I love you, dammit." I
said with conviction while I kissed and petted his hair.

	"Promise me." Jakob was crying.

	"Shhh...I promise, sweetie. Where is all this shit coming from,
huh?" I was kissing his head, waiting for an answer, but an answer didn't
come. I gently broke the hug, looked down at Jakob, and sighed. "Let's get
cleaned up. You're making me late for my appointment."

	"Yeah, go ahead." Jakob sniffed and rubbed his eyes. "Blame the
short guy." We both chuckled and clung to each other as we stepped into the
tub and started the shower.

************

	I spotted Jakob in front of the pet store, giggling, tapping on the
glass, and otherwise bugging the litter of puppies that were running around
in their pen behind the glass wall. He was standing and talking with a
young guy who appeared to enjoy reaching out and touching Jakob a little
too much for my liking. The fact that the young guy that he was talking to
was quite handsome wasn't helping my self-esteem either. They were laughing
and pointing to the puppies, and I was becoming increasingly jealous-a
feeling I wasn't accustomed to.

	"I guess this means you didn't miss me." I teased sourly as I made
a point of showing this guy that Jakob was spoken for, by wrapping my arms
around Jakob's waist, and giving him an overly passionate lick and kiss on
the neck. Jakob was laughing nervously, and his "friend" was turning beet
red. Jakob turned around in my arms, and snaked his own arms around my
waist. I could hear the giggles and snickers of some of the other shoppers
as they passed us by, but I looked into Jakob's baby blues, and they seemed
to disappear.

	"Hey, you! How did everything go?" Jakob was smiling up at me. I
couldn't help but return the smile, even after the probing and prodding
that had been done to me earlier by my doctor.

	"Ugh! I'm glad it's over. I think he had every part of me turned
inside and out." I griped. Jakob just smiled.

	"Good. Maybe he'll find out what's wrong." Jakob hoped. I shrugged
in reply. That was hopefully the plan. I'd hate to have to endure that sort
of examination for nothing. He looked up and at every orifice of my body,
then sent me to a lab to check my blood, my piss, and my shit. I'm
surprised they didn't ask for a semen sample. Okay, I was being ridiculous,
but jeez, I felt as though I had been through the wringer. My eyes were
locked on those of the mystery man while I ran the days events through my
mind. I was brought back to the present.

	"Who's the friend?" I asked coldly as I tried to stare the young
buck down. It was working. He looked nervously at Jakob.

	"Kevin, this is Bryan. Bry-Kevin." Jakob made casual introductions
as he was still clinging to my waist. I nodded my acknowledgement, but said
nothing. Kevin shuffled nervously.

	"Listen, Shakes. I better get going. I'll see you at work on
Friday, okay?" Kevin patted Jakob's shoulder, and I almost brushed it off.

	"Yeah, sounds good, Kev. Take it easy." Jakob let go of me and the
two shook hands.

	"Later." Kevin nodded and hurriedly escaped my stare. I looked down
at Jakob curiously.

	"Shakes? What is this, Parkinson's nickname day?"

	Jakob burst out laughing, and grabbed onto my waist again. My arms
folded around him, and I kissed his head.

	"I get called that at work. My birthday." He explained, and I still
didn't understand. His birthday was April 23rd, so what? I shrugged.

	"It's the same day as Shakespeare's." He concluded. I looked at him
like he was off his rocker and he rolled his eyes at me. "Well, I didn't
make the fuckin' thing up. Laurie was the brainiac behind that one, don't
ask me why. Everyone has a nickname there, and that's the one they came up
with for me."

	"What about 'stud', or 'sexy'?" I offered jokingly.

	"They suggested that until I told them you'd come down to the store
and thump their skulls." It was my turn to burst out laughing. I probably
would if I heard someone other than myself calling Jakob my pet names for
him. Jakob smiled, and we started walking down the shopping mall side by
side, with our arms entwined.

	"Kevin's just a friend, by the way."

	"Uh, huh. A friend that likes to touch a lot, I noticed." I didn't
mean to sound so childish and jealous, but I couldn't help it.

	"He's got a girlfriend, Bry. Relax."

	"Like that means anything." I rolled my eyes as we walked on. "I've
had a few myself, and look at me now."

	"I know, but its not like I'm the sort of person people chase after
anyway." I stopped in my tracks, and turned Jakob so that he was facing
me. He was completely stupid when it came to himself. He was gorgeous, and
was completely clueless. He looked up at me cautiously.

	"I do. I did."

	"That's different."

	"How is it different, Jakob?"

	"It just happened. You felt sorry for me and were trying to
help. Shit happened and you decided you liked me."

	My jaw dropped at his words. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

	"How can you stand there, look me in the eye and shove that garbage
in my face?" My voice was rising, and Jakob was looking nervously around
the shopping mall.

	"C'mon, Bryan. It's okay. We're together now and that's what
matters." Jakob turned to walk away, but I grabbed him hard by his arm,
almost making him fall on the tiled floor.

	"No, it's not fuckin' okay!" I yelled, and grabbing Jakob by the
back of the head, my mouth conquered his, making him gasp as I shoved my
tongue into his mouth greedily. Jakob was trying to get away from me, but
my hand held his head firmly in place until my point was
understood. Jakob's body seemed to melt and go limp, and I ripped my mouth
off of his. His eyes were moist, and he was looking at me with a frightened
expression.

	"The day you came to my place with my sister, I wanted to do
that. You walked in the front door with that goddamned fuckin' smile of
yours, and all I wanted to do was show you how much I love you." The truth
in my words was building a gigantic lump in my throat. My eyes were
stinging from the emotion. Jakob stood there with his mouth open. He was
still clueless.

	"Feel sorry for you?" I choked. "After all this time, you still
believe the shit he told you, don't you, Jakob? Cause that's Martin
talking, not you." The words were stinging the both of us-tears flowing
down both of our faces. People were passing us by; I'm sure wondering what
was happening.

	"You have to know how beautiful you are, Jakey. You have to know
that people would do anything for you, that they would do anything to be
with you." Jakob was shaking his head at me, wordlessly.

	"I would do anything for you, Jakey. I love you so."

 	We stood in the middle of the mall holding each other and crying,
and oblivious to anything else going on. We finally started walking again,
arm in arm, still sniffling and wiping our tears on our sleeves. I'm sure
we looked pretty pathetic, but I didn't care. It hurt me that Jakob didn't
think anything of himself, especially since I knew how absolutely wonderful
he was-outside and especially inside. I knew that whatever happened in that
church had everything to do with how little he felt about himself. He had
never reached out for help dealing with what was done, and for the most
part, he was so strong to overcome it by himself. Times like these, I was
sorry I didn't encourage him to seek outside help, although I'm not sure he
would have no matter what I suggested. He had a difficult time trusting
people outside of his own realm.

	"Let's get something to eat." Jakob suggested as he clutched my arm
tightly.

	"I can't baby, I've gotta fast for this stupid procedure he wants
me to get."

	"What kind of procedure? An operation?" Jakob was looking up at me
as we walked.

	"No. It's an in and out sort of thing. He wants to see inside my
colon. I go the day after tomorrow." I was getting uncomfortable talking
about the whole ordeal. It wasn't something I was looking forward to,
although he said I would be partially sedated. Partially. Like partially
fucked. What was that supposed to mean? Jakob stopped, and a look of terror
was on his face.

	"What's goin' on, Bry?"

	"Nothing, sweet pea. He just wants to make sure everything is
okay." He looked at me as I stroked his cheek softly, and slowly nodded,
taking my arm again. I suddenly needed him badly, my own nervousness taking
over. What was wrong with me? Why did I need all these things done to me?

	"I need to make love to you." I whispered in his ear before kissing
it. "Let's go home."

	We made it as far as the car. I was thankful for the tinted
windows, and the large back seat, although we were still cramped for
room. Jakob's legs were over my shoulders as I plowed over and over again
into his hot ass. He whimpered, as he was still sore from our morning
bought of lovemaking. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but the sight of
him underneath me was making me crazy. I was lost in him; the light sheen
of sweat covering his body, the way his black hair curled as it was soaked
from sweat, and the way his eyes sparkled as they drove right into my soul
as he looked at me.

	"Bryan!" Jakob was nearing his climax, I could tell by his voice as
he yelled my name. He pulled me down and nearly sucked my tongue out of my
mouth. He held onto the door awkwardly while his body writhed and arched
beneath me. He was ready.

	"Oh, God! Bryan! Uhhhnn...!" His come was splattering between both
of our bodies as he began those familiar post-orgasm seizures beneath me. I
held onto his legs, and drove my cock hard into his bowels once more before
my own orgasm took me over the edge.

	The car was muggy, hot, and smelled of sex, sweat, and all the
things in life that I loved. Jakob and I were both drenched in sweat and
his juice as I gently eased his legs off of my shoulders, and collapsed on
top of him. He wrapped his arms and legs around me, and held me to him. We
both struggled to catch our breath.

	"Looks like Jake's got the shakes. Now I know why they call you
that." I laughed as I buried my head into his shoulder. Jakob giggled, and
tightened his hold on me.

	"God, I hope the cops don't come around. Gonna have a hard time
explaining this one." Jakob was rubbing my ass, and I giggled in his
ear. "My ass is so sore." Jakob groaned, and then chuckled.

	"I'm sorry, sweetie. Was that too much? You gotta let me know when
I hurt you." I felt bad, but it was hard to control myself around him.

	"No, it feels sort of good. I like it." He answered quietly. He
cradled me for possibly another thirty minutes before the humidity, the
heat got the better of us, and we decided to head home. We both struggled
in the back seat of my Monte Carlo to slip our pants back on. We giggled
and played around a little, and made our way to the front seat. Jakob slid
to the middle of the seat and laid his head on my shoulder while I drove us
home.