
Jake Returns
Part 3

Our fifteenth high school reunion was an event Allie really looked forward to. She was 
on the committee that organized the event and she liked working with her old friends. I 
also suspect that, since she is now so much better looking than she was in high school, 
she liked flaunting her body to the rest of the committee and again at the event. I found it 
interesting to see the people at the reunions. Some people aged well. Others were already 
showing a lot of wear and tear. I studied myself in the mirror and decided that I hadn’t 
changed much in 15 years. I was still skinny and short with not much in the way of 
muscles. My cock hadn’t grown any and was still sub average in size. On the other hand, 
I was well off financially and I had a great looking wife. I bought a new suit for the event 
and Allie bought a hot black and red dress. I was short to show her shapely legs and 
thighs. It was low cut to show her ample tits. 
The event proceeded normally for the first hour or so. We found our table. We had a 
drink. We talked with old acquaintances. We danced a little. I wasn’t a great dancer. But 
after taking many hours of lessons at a dance studio, I was passable. Then through the 
entrance, which was across the room, I saw Jake enter the room. He hadn’t changes 
much. If anything he was bigger and  handsomer than I remembered. He was still tall and 
dark. Even through his suit you could tell he was still in great shape. As I watched out of 
the corner of my eye, Jake got a drink at the bar and chatted with a group of folks. After a 
few minutes, he started working his way around the room going from table to table. 
When he was about four tables from ours, he spotted me and smiled as our eyes met. He 
came right over to our table and enthusiastically shook my hand. Allie looked at him like 
she was a hungry dog looking at a bone. I introduced Jake and Allie. They both said that 
they remembered each other from high school. Jake told her she looked fit and asked her 
if she “worked out”. They got into a conversation about gyms, weights, and exercise 
machines. Allie told Jake about the gyms in our local area and their relative merits. There 
was an empty seat next to Allie and she invited Jake to dine with us. The three of us went 
through the buffet line together. Over dinner Jake told us that his second marriage had 
just ended and he was moving back to Atlanta because he needed a change of scenery. He 
was also tired of the cold winters in Chicago. He had just taken a position with one of the 
big architectural firms in the city. His dad had just retired from a high level executive 
position at Georgia Power, a big electrical power company in the southeast. His dad and 
mom were going to relocate to Arizona for their golden years, so Jake was going to buy 
the family home from them. He would be living two doors down from me again. I was 
thinking about what went on between us and the thought of him living so close again 
stunned me. Allie said that it was great that we would be neighbors and it would be 
wonderful that Jake and I would be able to renew our friendship. After dinner, Allie and I 
danced a few times. Jake asked her to dance too. He was so smooth on the dance floor. 
He still had the physical attributes of an athlete. He held Allie really close during a slow 
dance and I could tell by the expression on her face that she really liked it. A little later, 
Jake drifted off to talk to other people. I saw him dancing with Shelly Mitchell, one of 
our classmates, who was recently divorced. Allie and I knew her and called her “the 
desperate ex-housewife”. I saw them leave together. When we got home that night and 
went to bed, Allie climbed onto me and rode my cock like she was riding a wild bronco. 
After a long time she seemed to cum. Then she rolled over and let me fuck her 
missionary style until I came. I had the feeling that my cock just wasn’t big enough to 
give her what she needed. Two weeks later there was a flurry of activity at Jake’s house. 
First a moving van arrived and loaded furniture and boxes. Two days later another 
moving van arrived and unloaded furniture and boxes and moved it all into the house. I 
correctly guessed that Jake’s parents had moved out and Jake had moved in. Two 
evenings later, Allie had put together a welcome basket. We took it over to Jake’s. He 
invited us in for a glass of wine and we accepted. The house had many unpacked boxes 
stacked around, but the major furniture was set up. We had a nice visit that lasted just 
under an hour. Allie’s interest in Jake’s manliness was again apparent to me, but when 
we got home, I said nothing to her about it. 

We slept in on Saturday. While we were enjoying breakfast the phone rang. Allie 
answered it. She listened for a minute and then said “Thanks Jake.” She listened some 
more and said “he’s sitting right here. I’m sure that he could help”. She listened again and 
then said “No.  I can’t come. I have a hair styling appointment at noon. I have to keep 
trying to look beautiful”. She listened and then laughed and said “Why thank you for 
saying so, Jake”. After she hung up she said “That was Jake. He needs some help moving 
a new swimming pool diving board. The delivery people left it in his driveway. I told him 
that you would be right over.” I put on my shoes and walked over to Jake’s. I was 
apprehensive about seeing him alone at his house after all times I had gone there in my 
youth to service his cock. When I got there Jake was waiting in his driveway next to a 
large diving board in protective wrapping. I was a very hot day, so I had worn shorts and 
a t-shirt. Jake looked like he had just gotten out if the pool. He was wearing a tight pair of 
Speedos and flip flops. He was really in great shape. He quickly explained that the he had 
not been home and the delivery people left the new diving board in front of his garage 
door. I was heavy as hell but we carried it around back to the pool. Jake’s parents had 
replaced the tiny pool they had when we were kids with a new larger more expensive 
model. I couldn’t help but notice Jake’s big cock bugling in the front of the tight Speedos. 
After we put the board down and caught our breath, Jake asked if I would help him carry 
a table upstairs. I said “sure”. The table was bulky but not heavy. We carried it up the 
stairs, down the hall and into Jake’s old bedroom. It gave me a chill to be there again. 
Jake broke the silence by saying “Boy, this room has a lot of memories. You must have 
given me a thousand blow jobs in this room. Didn’t you Joe?” I felt embarrassed beyond 
belief as I mumbled “yeah”. Jake continued “I fucked you in the ass a few times up here 
too. Didn’t I?” Again I mumbled “Yeah”. Then Jake said “You never really liked having 
me fuck your ass. Did you, Joe?” I replied quietly “No I didn’t.” Jake looked me in the 
eyes and said “Being up here with you again makes me horny. Let’s do it again just for 
old time sake.” While I mumbled “I don’t think we should be doing this”, Jake kicked off 
his flip flops and pulled the Speedos down and off. He walked over to me and placed a 
hand on each shoulder and pushed down. My will crumbled as he pushed me to my 
knees. It felt so familiar. Suddenly the cock and balls I had once known so well were 
once again right in front of me. Jake broke the silence by saying “Don’t forget to start 
with the balls”. It all came back to me like riding a bike as I worshipped his balls by first 
licking them then gently sucking on each one. After a few minutes of ball worship to 
acknowledging my place, Jake pulled me off and inserted his half hard cock into my 
mouth. As I worked towards giving Jake pleasure, he started talking saying “I’ve had a 
lot of blow boys since you Joe, but you’re still the best. I’ve been so horny lately. All I’ve 
had to fuck is Shelly Mitchell. But she has those two kids, so she can’t give me all the 
attention I need. Her pussy is all stretched out too and her asshole isn’t that tight either. I 
guess that that pushing out two babies took care of her pussy and her husband took care 
of her asshole. Jake grabbed me by the hair to hold me on his cock as he sat onto the edge 
of the bed. After a minute of quietly enjoying my efforts he continued saying “Let’s see if 
we can still get it down your throat.” He slowly pushed until it entered my throat. I fought 
with some success to fight my gag reflex. After a few deep thrust he settled back and let 
me do all of the work. When I dove down and took him into my throat he said “That’s a 
good boy, Joe. You haven’t lost a thing. You know Allie has really turned out to be a 
babe. She was really a pudgy thing in high school. With your little cock, I’ll bet her pussy 
is still really tight. Isn’t it, Joe?” I was in no position to answer. Then Jake continued “I’ll 
bet she never let’s you put that little cock in her asshole, so it’s still as tight as can be. 
Isn’t it Joe?” I still couldn’t answer. Jake’s cock was leaking pre cum like crazy and I 
knew that he was getting close. He started in again saying “I’ll bet Allie is a good cock 
sucker too. But she is probably not as good as you, Joe.  I’ll bet she would be surprised to 
know that her husband is a better cock sucker than she is”. I pushed his cock down my 
throat a couple of more times and as he got ready to shoot he said “Here it comes boy. 
It’s been such a long time”.  Then he unloaded into my mouth. He shot seven or eight big 
spurts before he was done. He looked down on me while I swallowed his load. The taste 
hadn’t changed that much from what I remember. I walked home with that taste still in 
my mouth. I was ashamed and pissed at myself. After more than a decade of putting my 
submission to Jake behind me, it took less than 5 minutes for him to put me on my knees 
and make me his blow boy again. What would Allie think if she knew what I had just 
done?


Continued in Part 4

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