
Jake Returns
Part 1

I am a white male suburban resident of Atlanta, Georgia. My name is Joe. My family 
moved here to start an electrical supply business when I was 4 years old. I never saw 
much of my Dad when I was growing up. He worked long hard hours. In a way it worked 
out. The company is a thriving success. Unfortunately for Dad, the strain was too much 
and he died at work from a heart attack. As his only child, I have taken over the business 
which provides an abundant living for me and my mother. Mom has relocated to Florida 
to enjoy the warmer weather year round. 
When I was a kid, Jake Zimmerman lived two doors down. Jake was 8 months older than 
I was. He was a big kid. He was tall for his age and had dark hair. He had broad 
shoulders and was a good natural athlete. I was just the opposite. I was skinny and short 
and clumsy. Jake and his family were Jewish, but they didnt seem to take it seriously 
except that they didnt celebrate Christmas and Easter. 
Since we were neighbors and in the same grade at school, Jake and I became playmates at 
an early age. When we got to junior high school, Jake hit puberty before I did. He talked 
about getting pubic hair almost a year before mine came in. There was no sex 
education in the south in those days. There is hardly any now. Jake was the first one to 
tell me about jerking off. When he first used the term, I didnt know whet he was talking 
about. I was very surprised when he whipped out his cock and explained how it was 
done. He didnt actually jerk off. He just stroked it for a minute or so to demonstrate the 
technique while he explained how good it felt to cum. Even though his cock never really 
got that hard, I was impressed at how large it was. I tried it later that night and was 
overwhelmed with the results. I jerked off every day after that. A couple of days later, 
Jake asked me how I liked jerking off and I told him. After that, from time to time, we 
talked about it.
The next summer was long and hot as usual. I spent a lot of time at Jakes house because 
his family had a pool. It wasnt a great pool. It was small and shallow. But it was a lot 
better that no pool. Jakes parents worked, but they let us use the pool anyway. I guess 
that there wasnt much danger of drowning because you could stand up even in the deep 
end. Jakes parents just insisted that Jake not use that pool alone. Sometimes Jake would 
invite other kids over, but a lot of times it was just the two of us. On day, in mid June, 
when I arrived at Jakes just after lunch, he seemed really excited. I wasnt there a minute 
before he told me that he discovered something that his Dad had hidden in the garage. 
We went into the garage where Jake got a short step ladder, opened a tall metal cabinet 
and climbed up so that he could reach the top shelf. He reached in and pulled out a stack 
of about 25 magazines. He led the way up to his bedroom, where he laid the pile on his 
bed. He told me that we had to be careful not to get them mixed up in the stack because 
his Dad might notice. Jake handed me a magazine and I started looking through it. It was 
mostly pictures of naked women in various poses. I had no experiences with naked 
females, so this was an eye opener for me. As I got further in the magazine, there started 
to be pictures of men and women naked together. In some pictures, the women were 
handling the mens cocks. As I flipped more pages, I found pictures of men fucking 
women in various positions. Jake was busy reading another magazine on the opposite 
side of the queen size bed. My cock was rock hard in my bathing suit and I looked over 
and could see through Jakes bathing suit that he was hard too. At about the same time, 
both started rubbing our cocks through out suits. A couple of minutes later, Jake said 
These mags are too much. Im getting really horny. Lets jerk off. I was speechless. 
But I was really turned on too. I watched as Jake pulled off his bathing suit and climbed 
up on the bed. Holding the magazine in front of his face, he started jerking his big cock. 
A minute later, I gave in and pilled off my suit and climbed onto the other side of the bed. 
Looking a set of pictures of a man and woman fucking doggy style, I started to stroke my 
cock. Jake told me to be careful not to get any cum on the magazine. It didnt take too 
long for either of us to cum. Jake moaned and shot his load first. A minute later, I blew 
my load all over my hand. We really didnt plan ahead so we didnt have anything to 
wipe up our cum. Jake sent me to his bathroom to get a box of Kleenex.  I carefully 
walked to the bathroom and cleaned my load up and threw the used Kleenexes into the 
toilet and flushed. When I brought the box back to Jake, I saw how big a load of cum he 
shot. It was all over his hand and on his stomach. He must have pumped out three times 
as much as I did. He wiped up and handed me the used Kleenexes. It felt really weird to 
carry his used Kleenexes to the bathroom and flush them. We carefully put the magazines 
back and spent the rest of the day swimming and fooling around.

After that day, we started each afternoon with a jerk off session in Jakes room. He would 
pick a different magazine for me each day. Sometimes we would have another session 
late in the afternoon, just before Jakes parents got home. Jake always shot almost the 
same amount of cum the second time. Although I could get my cock hard again, I usually 
couldnt make myself cum again. Jake now kept a box of Kleenex by his bedside, but he 
still made me carry his used ones to the bathroom and flush them. Two weeks later, as 
Jake and I started our jerk off session, Jake looked over at me and said Let me try 
jerking your cock, Joe. I was taken by surprise, but I let Jake wrap his hands around my 
hard cock. It felt really good to relax and look at the porn magazine and have my cock 
stroked. As I got closer to cumming, I started moaning quietly. Jake said Hold my cock, 
Joe. I was in no condition to argue and I wrapped my hand around the shaft of his cock. 
It was so much bigger than mine that my hand barely fit around it. I knew that Jake 
wanted his cock stroked too. So I started to work his shaft up and down. It felt good to 
stroke such a big piece of meat. Jakes efforts were working well and a couple of 
minutes, I squirted my meager load. When I was done, Jake released my cock, reached 
back and grabbed a couple of Kleenexes and wiped my cum off of his hand. Dropping the 
Kleenexes on the bed, Jake leaned back against the pillows that were propped against the 
headboard while I continued jerking him off. It felt different in a very significant way to 
have Jake looking down at me while I worked to pleasure him. A few minutes of work 
and Jake tensed up and spewed cum like a volcano. I kept stroking slowly until he was 
done. Jake handed me the Kleenex box and I grabbed a few and wiped his cum off my 
hand. As Jake watched, I wiped the cum off his cock and stomach. I then gathered up all 
of the used Kleenex, took them to the bathroom and flushed them. 
Jerking each other off became the norm after that. In our first session of the day, Jake and 
I would jerk each other off. I would always finish first and then Jake would take his time 
cumming. It soon became apparent that I was only able to shoot one load a day and soon 
we gave up trying to get me to cum the second time. In effect, our second session each 
day involved me jerking Jake off. A week later, Jake started giving me blow job 
magazines. These were magazines where the main theme was a guy getting sucked off 
and cumming in a womans mouth or on her face or both. I thought that having a woman 
suck your cock must be like dying and going to heaven. I wasnt stupid. I thought that 
there might be a reason Jake was showing me these magazines. I wasnt really surprised 
when Jake asked me to take the head of his cock into my mouth for just a minute so 
that he could see what it felt like. I reluctantly took the head of his cock into my mouth. I 
was surprised that his cock had no taste. The just a minute turned out to be 4 or 5 
minutes which included him placing his hand on the back of my head and gently fucking 
my mouth. I was glad when he pulled out of my mouth and let me finish him with my 
hand. After that, his cock in my mouth became a regular feature of our sessions. He 
convinced me to work my mouth up and down on his shaft while I sucked instead of him 
fucking my mouth. Soon during the second session each day he got me to kneel between 
his legs while I sucked. Jake said that in this position my tongue would be in contact with 
the underside of his cock head and this would be more pleasurable to both of us. I must 
admit that kneeling between his legs was a more comfortable position in general for me. 
Next, instead of jerking me off in the first session, Jake had me kneel between his legs 
and suck his cock while I jerked myself off. I had a Kleenex ready to shoot my load into. 
Jake was right. I seemed to cum better if I jerked myself off while I sucked his cock. That 
was pretty much the end of Jake jerking me off. Sometimes I even managed to shoot 
another load during our second session while I sucked him. Jake kept talking about how 
the women in the magazines would let guys cum in their mouths. He kept pressuring me 
to try it. I kept saying that it was gross and I didnt want to. After a week or so, I finally 
gave in and said that I would do it once. So instead of pulling off and finishing him with 
my hand, I just kept sucking until he shot his load into my mouth. The first shot was 
powerful and a lot of it went right down my throat and into my wind pipe. Jake held my 
head on his cock until he finished unloading even though I was choking and gagging. 
Then I coughed and spit all that I could get up into a Kleenex. Jakes cum was disgusting. 
It was slimy, bitter and salty. Jake said that it felt great and thanked me for doing it. The 
next day he wanted to do it again and I gave in. After that it was part of our routine. I 
quickly learned how to close my throat to keep his cum out of my lungs when he 
unloaded in my mouth. Summer was coming to an end. It was the middle of August and 
it was hotter than ever. One Saturday afternoon, Jake offered to help me fix my bicycle. 
My back derailer wasnt working correctly and we kept adjusting it but we couldnt seem 
to get it right. Jakes Mom and Dad were in the house so there were no sessions that 
day. Suddenly Jake said Im so horny that I cant stand it. He unzipped the fly of his 
short pants and whipped out his half hard cock. I had real doubts abut doing this with his 
parents in the house, but I could tell that Jake wasnt going to take no for an answer. I 
dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock. In less than ten minutes, he unloaded a 
bigger than normal load in my mouth. Just as I began to wonder where I would spit it out, 
I heard Jakes Mom yell Are you out here boys? Jake flipped his softening cock back 
into his pants in a flash and his oversized t-shirt fell down and covered the bulge. With 
my mouth still full of cum, I started pretending that I was working on the derailer. As 
Jakes mom entered the garage, I could see no way out of this other than swallowing 
Jakes cum. Before Jakes Mom got to a place where she could see me really well, I 
gulped down most of the nasty slimy mess in my mouth in one shot. Then I quickly 
swallowed several more times to get the rest down. It wasnt really so bad except for the 
idea of eating someones cum. Jakes Mom asked him a question about his school clothes 
and then left. When she was gone Jake laughed and then told me what a great job that I 
did swallowing his load. When I sucked Jake off on Monday, he told me that I needed to 
swallow his load. He said that his Mom was getting suspicious of all the Kleenex we 
were using. I knew that what he was saying was bullshit. He just wanted me to eat his 
cum. When I made face after swallowing his load, he told me that I would get used to it. 
He was right. After a few weeks, I did get used to it. However, it troubled me a great deal 
that in one summer I had gone from being a regular carefree kid, to being Jakes blow 
boy. 



Continued in Part 2

Please address any comments or encouragements to jcbottom@hotmail.com



