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Subject: {ASSM} The Unusual Jimmy Jacobs (M/F, First)
Date: Sun, 13 Apr 2003 00:10:05 -0400
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Here is the first of the Jimmy Jacobs series. For anybody entertained
or interested in his further adventures, please let me know and I'll
post more. I hope you enjoy it and as always, please provide feedback
(good and bad).



The Unusual Jimmy Jacobs (M/F)
 
by Brad Johnson

I can't really recall when I first realized I was different. It's been
so long and my memory is getting hazy. To be blunt, I've got a big
cock. From those that have seen it and those that I've been with, I've
been told it is the biggest they ever saw in person. My favorite porn
star is Rocco Sifredi and I believe I can match him in size. I'm
getting a bit ahead of myself, so let's take a step back.

My name is Jimmy Jacobs. I was born in San Francisco in 1968. I was
put up for adoption and from my memories, had very loving parents.
When I was six years old, my parents were killed in a car accident. I
went to live in San Diego with my Aunt Lucy and her husband, John.
Frankly, neither of them was suited to raise a child. They were in
their early 20's, and I believe they took me in out of pity, not
wanting me to go to a foster home. My grandparents were already
retired and did not want the burden. The first time I felt unusual was
when Lucy gave me a bath. I protested but she didn't realize I had
been washing myself for a year. She seemed a bit taken aback when I
took off my clothes. Looking back, I'm sure my dick was not so large
at the time, but for a boy my age it was freakish. The next time I
bathed, John came in the bathroom and saw me. That was the last time
either of them was in the bathroom with me. Over the next few years,
it was a difficult transition for me. Going from being loved to being
a burden, I learned to be responsible for myself very quickly. Enough
about my home life. For those expecting some action between me and
Lucy, it didn't happen. John kept her on a very short leash.

It wasn't until I entered Junior High school that I realized my
unusual attribute. After PE class, we were required to shower. I was
as nervous as everyone else and would have rather stunk the remainder
of the day if given the option. Seeing the other boys my age naked for
the first time, I realized my dick was freakish. The only other dicks
I had seen in life were in a few dirty magazines; my seemed similar
and I had assumed others my age were alike. The other boys noticed it
very quickly. I got side-glances and occasionally saw wide eyes, but
nobody was going to admit that they were actually staring at another
guy's dick. At first I felt alone and isolated, but having recently
learned about sex, I knew a big dick was thought of as a bonus. There
were a few other boys strutting around, proud of their own members,
but their strut promptly ended when my dick came into view. Over the
weeks and months, I started getting a fat head and grew proud.

Although I enjoyed looking at girls, I never felt the need to do
anything. In 7th grade, that all changed. My hormones started raging
and some of the girls started developing pleasing bodies. I soon
realized I was a tit man, and 7th grade wasn't the prime place to find
large breasts. I'd overheard other boys discussing the size of their
dicks, and one brave soul had heard rumors about me. He asked how
large I was. I had recently been intrigued to find out. At the time, I
was 6 inches soft, 9 hard. In addition to my length, my dick is quite
fat. An unusual quality from what I know. Even though I was proud of
my cock, I was a shy boy. I assume this was a result of my unusual
childhood. I did not trust people and stayed to myself a lot. Many of
my classmates were obviously jealous of me and proceeded to isolate
me. I did not mind being a loner. One I discovered masturbation, I
kept my hormones in check. I was determined to grow up as quickly as
possible -- I soon dreaded going to school and dreamed about going on
to college, getting a job, and starting a life with a nice girl.

8th and 9th grades passed by slowly. I really can't remember much
about those years. Girls started catching my eye more and more but my
isolation kept me from pursuing any of them. I became extremely picky
about the girls I found attractive. Those I liked knew they were hot
and hung out in crowds I didn't belong to. I immersed myself in books,
movies, and any other form of entertainment that showed a life better
than mine. By 10th grade, I started emerging from my cocoon and made a
few friends - a Dungeons and Dragons fiend named William Blythe; a
wannabe pothead, Jeremy Jenkins; and a true pothead, Jeff Simpson -
they were all loners or outcasts. By then, my cock had grown a few
more inches, reaching its 8 cold, 11 hard that I maintain to this day.
The longer I went without girls, the less I cared. I had heard the
stories in my classes; guys talking about all the girls they were
banging; who were the sluts; who were the prudes. I figured most of
them were full of shit, but I knew my time in life would come. I knew
I had something special to offer and once I got into the real world,
everybody else would know it too. I occasionally got the school whores
coming on to me, having heard rumors about my size, but I wasn't
interested. I had the dumb idea that I was saving myself for someone
special - this false presumption would soon be laid to rest.

I started hanging out with my new friends more and more. They had
heard about me and hazed me, "Why don't you fuck Julia Baum, or
Stephanie Wyatt, or on and on and on." These guys wanted so
desperately to have a hero amongst them, hoping good fortune would rub
off on them. Jeremy started borrowing tapes from his father's porno
collection. Porno seemed to be the driving force among the explosion
in VCR's during the early 80's and my crew enjoyed the fruits.
Watching porno, I often felt I could do such things. Once I learned to
actually fuck, and control myself that is. I soon forgot about that
special someone and went on the prowl for a girl with a nice ass and
tits to match. Since the obviously hot girls had nothing to do with
me, I searched among the remaining girls for that possible jewel. I'm
not going to bullshit you and claim I found a diamond in the rough,
supermodel hiding in nerd's clothing. I was just looking for a body
that turned me on and was willing to let me practice on her. The face
was secondary for me. I wouldn't go after a dog, but plain Jane's
suited me just fine. I only wanted to fuck her, not take her out on
the town to show her off. Once again, this would change.

With a new semester, we got new classes and a new classmates. Most
were the same old losers, but there were enough girls I'd never met to
make a selection from. I was in a large school, so it was not out of
the ordinary to meet new people each semester, even after 3 years.
Second semester involved swimming in PE class, so I felt I was in
luck. I got a slightly tight pair of boxer trunks, ensuring my manhood
would be apparent. A plus was that I got to see the girls in their
bikinis, which made my job easy. I finally focused on a couple of
prospects. It was harder to transition from my usual loner image than
I had imagined. After several weeks, I'd managed to make small talk
with Jessica Chambers and Tina Sithe. Both were pleasant girls. I
discovered that neither had a boyfriend, which helped out my cause. I
didn't blatantly put my cock in their faces, but I made sure they
could see the outline if their eyes were aimed in that direction. It
was hard to miss. I was greeted with a couple of wide eyes, but it
wasn't like they dropped to their knees in awe. Jessica was about
5'5"; 120 pounds; medium length, wavy, brown hair; blue eyes; with a
nice face and about a C cup bra. Tina had a similar body with long,
straight blond hair; blue eyes; and a slightly better face.

Over the next few weeks, we actually all became decent friends. I
started splitting my time between my crew of friends and Tina/Jessica.
On occasions, all three of us would sit around and talk or eat lunch
together. My boys kept pressing me to setup them up with Tina or
Jessica. We had all eaten lunch together and I didn't the girls were
overly impressed with my mates. It soon became apparent that Tina and
Jessica were becoming good friends. This was a problem I had not
anticipated and didn't need. I decided Tina was more interested in me
and asked her out to the movies. She happily accepted and I was
elated. We went to see Ghostbusters on a Saturday night, which turned
out to be a pretty good date movie. Over time, my aunt and uncle had
started as successful business and had moved into a nice house near
the beach. They had a separate garage built and let me convert the old
one into my room with my own outside entrance. Although I considered
them rich, the only time they splurged on me was for my room; maybe
that was so I would prefer to stay in it and out of their lives. They
let me set it up how I wanted and bought me some really great things
to outfit it. On the other spectrum, my car was John's hand-me-down -
a 78 Mustang, and not even the V-8! Accept for an occasional dinner, I
had very little interactions with my guardians. My lack of supervision
proved extremely useful as I convinced Tina to come home with me that
night. It didn't take much convincing. Although I had no experience,
it was easy to see she was interested in me. Even if she never heard
the rumors, she had seen me in my trunks. Maybe she actually liked me
for my personality, but I didn't care what her reason was. She was
quite impressed with my room and went on and on about how lucky I was.
She spent the better part of an hour checking out all my stuff and
offering her assessment. I mostly sat and watched the way she moved.
By the time she sat next me on the couch, I was hard as a rock from
watching her ass move. She was wearing tight jeans and a loose, light
sweater. I took the chance and kissed her. She was slightly hesitant
but got into it quickly. She actually made the next move by taking my
shirt off. I wasted no time and practically took her head off while
removing her sweater. I apologized but went to work on her jeans.
Unfortunately they were all buttons and with their tightness, it was a
pain in the ass! She helped me out with the buttons. I got up, grabbed
the bottoms and pulled them off. I had already seen her body in a
bikini so there was no surprise to her body. That's not to say I
wasn't impressed. She wouldn't have been there if I hadn't been horny
for her lovely ass. I struggled with the back of her bra while she
unzipped my pants. After a few attempts, she eventually took her bra
off herself. I was pleasantly surprised with her tits. Her nipples
were small and pink and were already pointing at me. She repeated my
own move as she removed my pants. I already had a massive hard-on and
she seemed impressed with the tent in my boxers. I sat back into my
soft couch as she tentatively straddled me. I had hoped to experience
my first blowjob but was unsure how much, if any experience Tina had.
She seemed less nervous than me so I assumed she had been with a guy
before. I shoved my hand into her panties, searching out that I had
only read about and seen on a TV. Her panties were soaked and I
started trying to pull them off her hips. She had to pull her legs
closer together for me to get them moving down. I saw her pussy for
the first time and knew I was grinning like a kid in a candy store.
She stood up to take her underwear off all the way and I wasted no
time ripping my shorts off. I was hoping for a gasp or a look of awe
from her, but she just smiled and straddled me again. I cupped her
tits in both hands and felt nothing could be softer in this world.
Truly amazing breasts are. She hesitated a bit and finally lowered
herself close to my cock. I took one of my reluctant hands from her
tit and held my cock steady as she lowered onto my head. The first
touch of her pussy lips was like a jolt and I almost lost control. I
had masturbated twice before our date, hoping that would take the edge
off and let last more than a few seconds on my first fuck. As she
lowered herself, she had her eyes closed and was sucking in air
between her clenched teeth, making a strangely erotic sound. I had the
ignorant thought that she would get stuck halfway on my pole but she
went down about three-quarters of the way before she went up again.
She started up a rhythm and I was in pure heaven. I held onto her
tits, occasionally pulling them into my mouth to tease with my tongue.
She let out a few moans but seemed embarrassed someone might hear us.
After a few minutes, she had relaxed enough to engulf my whole prick
in her slick cunt. What a feeling. I had both hoped and feared I'd be
too big for most women -- I was a little relieved and disappointed
with her ability to take all of me. I came back to reality and decided
to test out some things I had heard about and been told. I used my
thumb to locate her clit. Her shudder confirmed my discovery. As she
slowly road me, I massaged and circled her clit lightly with my thumb.
Within a few minutes, her pace quickened. Out of nowhere, I felt an
orgasm coming and it was too quick for me to control. I said, "Oh
shit, I'm going to cum", but she ignored me. She started breathing
quickly and pushing harder on her bottom thrust. As I came in her, I
felt a great relief. Her moans got louder and I thought I felt a few
quick contractions on my dick. She bounced up and down a few more
times and then dropped her head on my shoulder. I was already out of
it and was stewing in my own enjoyment. She kissed me a few times and
I reluctantly spent some energy to kiss her back. I just wanted to
relax, while she wanted my attention. I decided to appease her and
gave her a strong hug. This seemed to do the trick as she hugged
around my neck and almost strangled me. I had finally done it and
realized waiting the past few years had been a waste. I realized all I
had been missing out on and knew what my mission in life was. My
sexual life was just getting started.

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