Jiggy Journal of Jacob Johnson

Journal of Jacob Johnson

April 18

I just finished reading “Dracula”, the book, I mean. So much of it was written like a diary or in letters, and I thought it would be cool to keep a journal of the exciting things that happen to me. So far I have nothing to write about. But that might change. There’s a new guy at school, and he’s really cute. He’s in my gym class, and I’ve seen him in the shower. I’m going to ask him to come over and play video games and see if he wants to play around. Graduation is in a few weeks, and I don’t care if anyone finds out. I’ll be going to college in a few months, and I ain’t coming back to this town. PS. I’m going to miss spell check and grammar check. I suck at those things.

May 1

Dean is the new guy. He’s graduating in a few weeks, too. I can’t believe his parents moved him to a new school only a month before graduation. He’s really hot, and he’s agreed to come over tomorrow after school to play video games. I hope he lets me suck him, and I hope he wants to suck me too. I need some practice. I’ve practiced on bananas, but they break so easily.

May 2

Things did not go the way I expected them to. Dean came over, and I took him to my room. I asked him which game he wanted to play, and he said, “You didn’t ask me over here to play video games. I saw you looking at me in the showers.” Then he reached his hand forward and touched my crotch.

My dick went hard right away. “You’re right; I didn’t,” I told him.

He got on his knees and undid my pants. He pulled my dick out and said, “Nice.” Then he started to suck it. Fuck it was awesome. He moved up and down it and was licking it. I started to feel close, and he stopped. He said he could feel my ball sack tighten up. I’d never noticed that before. “I don’t want you to come yet. Here, suck me.”

He pulled his pants down and kicked off his shoes before sitting on my bed. His dick was like mine, but just a little bit bigger--not enough for me to be jealous though. I began by licking the head. I love the stuff that kinda drips/oozes out while jacking off. It tastes really good. His dick got harder while I sucked it. It was a whole lot more fun than a banana. Bananas get mushey(?) when you suck on them. I loved the way it felt when his hard dick ran over my tongue as I moved up and down on him. I made sure I kept my teeth covered with my lips--that was the hard part. The head of his cock did bump against the back of my mouth, but I’d practiced so I wouldn’t gag. I held his scrotum with my left hand, and I did notice that it seemed to shrink at one point, so I stopped.

I looked up at Dean and smiled. “That was really fun,” I told him. “Do you want to kiss some?” he asked me. I admitted that I had never done it and that was my first time to suck dick. He told me I was really good at it and that we could kiss some, and then suck each other until we came. I moved next to him and he kissed me. When he pushed his tongue into my mouth, I felt my dick get hard again. His mouth was open and he kissed my upper lip, then my lower lip, then my chin, and then stuck his tongue in my mouth again. I did what he did, and he moaned when I did it, so I thought I wasn’t doing that bad a job.

He stopped and said, “Suck me again, and make me come.” So I started to move, but he said, “No,” and he flipped around so that I could suck him and he could suck me at the same time.

It was harder to concentrate on what I was doing because it felt so good having him suck me while I was enjoying rubbing my tongue on his hard dick. I didn’t pay any attention to what his balls were doing, but he seemed to be moaning while he was sucking me, and I liked the vibrations. As I felt myself get close, I was shoving his dick in and out of my mouth faster and harder.

“Oh, fuck that’s good,” I said as I started coming. Dean let me come in his mouth, and I heard him slurping as his dick shot a load into my mouth. I didn’t like the taste of my cum, but his cum wasn’t as salty, and it tasted better. When he stopped squirting, I rolled onto my back and swallowed the rest of it.

Dean flipped around and laid half on me. His mouth was still wet from my cum. “That was great,” he said. He kissed me, and when he stuck his tongue in my mouth, I tasted my cum and his at the same time. I liked it.”

I ran my fingers through his hair, and he looked at me as if he really liked me. “Can we do this again tomorrow?” he asked before he sat up on the bed.

I told him that “As long as my parents aren’t home, we can do it here. But if they are, I know some places we can go.”

“I’d ask you to be my boyfriend,” he said, “but I’m leaving in July. I’m going to live with my grandparents and go to the college near them.”

“That’s OK. But we could still be boyfriends until then if you want.”

He smiled really big. He had a great smile. “Secret boyfriends?” he said. I nodded my head. He looked over at me. “Boyfriends fuck sometimes.”

I giggled.

“Do you want to, maybe? One of these times.”

“Yeah,” I answered. “I’ve never done it, but I should do it before I go off to college.”

“Same with me.” That’s when I heard a car door slam. We put our clothes back on really fast. Then I looked out the window. The door to my room opened, and my middle school brother came into the room. He looked at Dean and said. “You guys look guilty. You’ve been talking about fucking haven’t you?” Dean looked over at me. Then my brother asked him, “Have you fucked a girl? What’s it like?” I shook my head.

Dean said, “You’re right, we were talking about fucking, but I haven’t fucked any girls. I need to go. Jacob, you want to study together tomorrow after school?” “Sure,” I said.

May 4

Dean didn’t get to come over yesterday because it started to rain, and his dad came and got him. Dean tried to introduce me, but his dad said he didn’t need to meet any of Dean’s fucking friends. I couldn’t believe how rude he was. Dean is so nice. When I asked him if everything was OK, he started crying. He sat down on the bed and sobbed. I brought him a tissue and held his head to my chest. It made me want to start crying. I kissed the top of his head, and then he kissed me, and we fell onto the bed kissing and touching each other. I had just reached down into his pants and felt his dick when we heard my mom and brother come home.

May 10

I haven’t heard from Dean since the last time he came over, so I found out where he lives and went to his house. His dad said he knew I was the little faggot that Dean had been fucking. I told him that we hadn’t, but he said he was going to call the police on me. He let it slip that he’d sent Dean away. I know we weren’t in love, but I feel sad that he’s gone.

June 7

My mom sent us to the movies today. I wasn’t really interested in going, but I’m glad I did. My brother wanted to see some lame cartoon movie, so he bought his popcorn, and off he went. As I was getting my popcorn, Ashton Meadows pushed into me from behind. He was a year ahead of me at school. He whispered in my ear that it was good to see me.

I said, “Want to sit next to me and share my…” I looked down at his crotch. “Popcorn.”

He knew what I meant. I heard rumors that he’d been caught with a guy from another school during a tennis tournament. I’d also seen him in the shower, and he is fucking sexy.

“You horny slut,” he whispered.

“I think you want me to fuck you,” I whispered back. We walked away from the counter.

“Deep and hard. That’s the way I like it,” he said after we were out of earshot. “Number 8 is broken, so it’s dark in there.” We walked right to the doors of theatre eight. A trash can blocked the entrance. I looked over at Ashton; he smiled and pushed on the door. It swung both ways and opened easily. We slipped into the darkness. Ashton’s hand grabbed mine, so I pulled him to me and kissed him. “Fuck, bro, I didn’t know you were into that too.” He kissed me back and then led me to the back row.

I could see his outline in the darkness. The lights on the stairs were dim enough that no one could really see us. Ashton slipped one leg out of his shorts and sat back with his legs spread. He shoved a condom into my hand. I ripped the package open and pulled my shorts down. My dick was already rock hard.

“Jacob, he whispered, “I’m ready. I lubed my ass before I left home, so you can stick it in when you get the condom on.”

With my left hand, I felt for his hole; with my right, I guided my dick. I anticipated some resistance, so I pushed forward. I heard him suck air into his lungs as I pushed my cock all the way inside. I stopped so he’d have time to get used to it.

“Fuck, Jacob. Your dick didn’t look that big.”

“Looking at my dick? You’re the fucking slut.” I started to pump into him. Shit, he was tight. His ass was really holding onto my dick. It only took a couple of minutes before I started to feel the urge to come build inside me. But I resisted. I didn’t want to be the first to come; I didn’t want to have to suck him, not in the movie theater anyway. It’d be too messy.

His tight hole was getting to me. I kept thinking, ‘you need to fucking come’. Finally, I sensed a change in his rhythm. He was jerking faster. His hole clenched mine a little more tightly, and finally, he came. He made little grunting noises. I concentrated on my dick, and I blew two good loads into the condom before I stopped and pulled out.

I made sure to knot the rubber and put it in my pocket. Ashton was a good fuck, but I didn’t trust him. For all I knew, he could have done this in order to get some sperm to plant at a crime scene.

I zipped up my pants. “Want to go watch something now, or you want me to send in the next guy?” I joked.

“You fucking ripped up my ass, shit head. Your dick’s huge.”

“Not really; you must have been fucking guys with little dicks,” I told him.

“Ha,” he muttered. “You free on the tenth? I’ll be home alone. We can use the shower and the bed.” He stood up and put his pants back on.

“What time?”

“They’ll be gone by ten.”

“I’ll be there at eleven. Feed me lunch, and I’ll feed you my seed.”

“Fill my belly and my ass in exchange for food. That makes you a whore, Jacob.”

“Then change your name to John. See you on the tenth at eleven.” I chuckled.

June 10

I guess I was expecting too much. I figured we do some more fucking, but I was also hoping we do some kissing first. Ashton said he wasn’t into kissing, so he took me to his bedroom and got completely naked. He laid face down on his bed and spread his legs. I think he used too much lube. I was wearing the condom, and my dick slipped right into him. He didn’t even grunt. It wasn’t anything exciting. Fucking him was like sliding in and out of jello. It was completely boring. I needed the shower to rinse off all the Astroglide. What a disappointment. He didn’t even offer to fuck me.

June 17

It’s been raining and mom made Elliott and me clean out the basement. I haven’t been able to get out of the house. My brother almost caught me jerking off the other night. I know he does it, and I’m sure he knows I do it, but I don’t want to see it or think about it. Today, Adam Ratterman came from next door to help me move some heavy boxes. Afterward, we went downstairs and sat on the sofa couch we use when we have too much company. He commented that it was a nice quiet place that was perfect when a guy needed to be alone.

I leaned back with my head on the arm of the couch and spread my legs apart. “You mean like this?” I asked as I rubbed a hand over my crotch. I laughed as I did it in case he wasn’t interested and decided to tell. I knew Adam had trouble keeping his dick in his pants. I heard his mother telling mine that he had knocked up his second girl in a six-month period. I heard her say that she wished he screwed guys instead because they couldn’t get pregnant.

“Not quite,” he said. “I’d rather stick it in a tight hole than rub it with an open hand.”

He hadn’t walked out, so I took it to the next level. I took off my shorts. He watched. I got in the same position and spread my legs. He was still watching. “What do you do when you don’t have a hole?”

I saw Adam smile; he leaned in closer. “There’s always a hole.”

I reached down below the bulge in my underwear caused by my balls. “Oh, yeah. I feel a hole right here.”

“I bet you knew it was there all the time,” said Adam. “You ever stick your finger in it?”

“Yeah, I have.” I told him.

“Did you like it?” He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“You fucking know I did. I liked it better when my friend would do it to me,” I said.

“Did your friend ever put his dick in you?”

I leaned toward him. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?”

You like getting fucked, Jacob?”

“Yeah, I do. Especially when it’s a hunk like you.”

“You think I’m a hunk?”

“Fuck yeah, Adam, you’re hot. You’re a gay boy’s dream. Come fuck me.”

Adam pulled his pants to his knees. His cock was rock hard. I reached into the edge of the cushion and pulled out the lube I had stashed there when I found out he was coming to help me with the basement. Adam knew what to do with it. He rubbed some on his dick and then rubbed some on my ass. He call my ass a cunt. He didn’t use his fingers to open me up, but his dick wasn’t that thick. It felt a little uncomfortable at first, but he knew how to thrust. It felt really good and after about five minutes, I came. I didn’t even jerk my dick that much. Adam had already shot his load into me, and he kept fucking me until I came. I gave him points for not being selfish.

The big shocker was when we heard a grunt from the other room. Adam ran over there and brought my brother in. Adam had grabbed him by the shirt. Elliott’s pants were at his knees and his dick was hanging out and dripping his seed.

He’d been watching us, and although he promised not to tell, I told him that if our parents found out, we’d hold him down and rape him with a rake handle. I’ve never trusted the little bastard, and I still don’t.