Jiggy Journal of Jacob Johnson

June 22

I was able to sneak out once to see Adam. It’s probably the best sex I’ve had. I know his cock isn’t that big, but he can use it to drive me up the wall. We did it missionary style, and he kissed me while he fucked his dick in and out of me. After he came inside me, he started to suck me. When I came, he sucked down every bit of it.

He pulled me next to him and we talked a little bit afterward, and he’s wondering what it’d be like to have a dick up his ass. I told him to let me know when he’s ready. I’d be really gentle with him because I would love to still have him fucking me during summer breaks from college. Did I mention that he’s a good fuck. Ha ha ha.

June 29

I met Adam at the library. He’d told me he wasn’t allowed to talk on the phone when I called, so we set up to meet at the library. He had a bruise on the side of his head. He told me that his father was in town and that his mother had finally told him about Patricia Eppers.

“My dad was furious. He said it was bad enough that I got the first girl in trouble; the second one was unforgivable. He slapped me; then he grabbed me and pushed me into the wall. I told him that she told me that she was the pill but that it turned out to be a lie. He called me a fucking idiot and started to choke me. My mother made him leave because she was afraid that he’d put me in the hospital.”

I couldn’t imagine, but he told me that he used to hit him all the time before he moved out.

I asked him what he was going to do and he told me that after Patricia gave the baby away, he was going to run off.

“You’re the only reason I would stay, but it’s not enough. The sex is really great, Jacob, but I’m not in love with you.” I stood up and gave him a hug for being honest.

July 1

Adam says it’s best we don’t see each other any more. My brother caught me jerking off on the couch in the basement. He was supposed to be gone all day.

Elliott and I ended up having a big fight. He started teasing me about Adam, plus, He tried to kick me in the balls, and I punched him and knocked him down. He wanted me to suck him or he would tell Mom and Dad that Adam is fucking me. Can you believe it? Suck my own brother. He didn’t believe me about the garden rake, and I wouldn’t have done it. I should have come up with something more believable.

But I wasn’t going to suck him. I know he wanted Adam to fuck him, too, but I didn’t want Adam to fuck him. That dick is mine, or at least it was.

July 2

Elliott and I aren’t talking. He told our dad that I have a boyfriend. He didn’t say it was Adam or what we were doing. My father told him that he doesn’t give a fuck. I wanted to laugh. Then my dad asked Elliott if he had a boyfriend yet. Ha ha ha. My dad already knew that we’re both gay. My mom started crying. She said she suspected and that Dad had told her, but she wanted grandchildren. What the hell is that about--she keeps saying she can’t wait until we’re out of the house so that she and dad can finally have some peace and quiet, and she can’t wait to have grandchildren. I bet Adam’s mom doesn’t feel like that.

July 3

My mother made my brother and me sit in the same room so she could tell us she loves us and wants us to get along. She told us that she wanted both of us at the family get-together. I wanted to go see Adam. It’s been forever since I saw him. I snuck a phone call to him, and his brother said he had already left town with Patricia and wouldn’t be back until after the baby was born. I was upset, that was going to be months away, but I didn’t want anyone to know.

I was sitting at the window seat at the top of the stairs when Elliott came by. He asked me what was wrong, and I told him that Adam had gone away. He said he was sorry and that he didn’t want to fight with me. He told me that I was having so much fun getting fucked that he was jealous. He said he didn’t realize that I was in love with Adam.

I told him that I wasn’t, and that Adam and I were just having fun, and I should have let him have fun, too.

Elliott said he didn’t really want me to suck him because he thought it was gross since I was his brother and I told him that I wouldn’t have stuck a rake handle up his butt. He told me that he knew that, and we decided to be friends as well as brothers. I told him no matter what, I didn’t want to be with a guy at the same time that he was with that guy. He told me that it’s a three-way and that he understood. He said he knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off him if I saw him naked.

I thought about pushing him down the stairs, and he started laughing. I said you won’t be laughing when I’m in jail for having killed you. He just said, think about what you just said.

July 4

I wasn’t looking forward to going to my Aunt Penny’s house. All the cousins and aunts and uncles would be there. Some of the older guys would be trying to sneak alcohol (everybody could always tell they’d been drinking). Last year, two of them were caught smoking marijuana. That stuff smelled nasty. Plus, I don’t think putting drugs into your body to feel good is healthy. There are too many things you can do to feel good that don’t cost anything and won’t get you in trouble with the police.

I shouldn’t right this down, but my dad and uncle Ron took the pot away from Mike and Anthony and they smoked it themselves. I saw them. My mom was pissed because he didn’t share it with her. They don’t know I saw them.

The get together was the usual too many people being too loud. At one point, my brother told me that my cousin Emma was looking for me. I’d seen her come in with her latest boyfriend. She always had a different one.

“If you see her, tell her I’m going to sit by the pond.” One of the nice things at my aunt Penny’s house is that she has a big pond and a boat with a flat bottom so you can put a cushion on it and row to the middle and relax.

When I got to the pond, someone had already taken the boat, so I sat in one of the long lawn chairs.

I was nodding off when Emma came by with her new boyfriend. She sat on the lawn chair near my feet, and he stood a little closer to me.

“This is Eric. He’s going to Western next year. Isn’t that where you’re going?”

I said yeah.

She said “He’s not really my boyfriend, Jacob. He’s just a friend. He goes with me to things like this so my mother won’t find out that I’m a lesbian.”

I looked up at him and I guess I looked at him for the first time. He had really blond hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. He was staring at me with them. As I looked back at Emma, I noticed that he had his hands in his pockets, and that caused the front of his shorts to stretch over his dick. I was pretty sure he was soft, but I could see the outline of the edge of the head of his dick.

My dick twitched.

I heard laughing and saw my brother with some guy I’d never seen before. My brother yelled at the rowboat that they were taking too long. My Uncle Ron lifted up his head and told Elliot to find somewhere else to kiss his boyfriend because he wasn’t coming in. Elliot just stood there for a moment, and then the two of them walked off.

I looked back at Emma again.

“Anyway,” she said as she looked at the ground. “You two are going to the same school in the fall, and Eric says he thinks your cute, and I heard my mom talking to your mom about you and Elliot, so I was thinking… Anyway.” She got up and walked away.

“I did say I thought you were cute,” said Eric. I stood up in front of him. He had a good three or four inches on me. His shoulders were also much wider.

Eric kept talking. “What I didn’t say to her is that you’re damn hot.”

That made me smile. I studied his face, his physique. My dick kept twitching, and I’m not sure whether an asshole can signal that it’s horny for dick, but mine was itching. And I had cleaned my butt really good before we came. I was going to ask him if he wanted to fuck, but his smile made me change my mind--not about fucking but about asking him right off the bat.

I’ve already wrote down more than I usually do, but this was an important day.

“I think you’re really hot, too,” I told him.

“So we’re both really hot, huh? We should do something about that.”

I laughed, not too loud though, because it wasn’t funny, it was just, well, sexy. “There are some places around here that we could go.” I turned to step away from the chair and I bumped his crotch with my hand kinda accidentally on purpose. “I’d love to see it,” he said.

I led him around the pond to a trail that led back. We had to stop to let a water snake finish crossing the path. I took the opportunity to back into Eric and touch his crotch again.

“Be careful” he said, “it’s loaded. It could shoot your eye out if you don’t handle it properly.”

“I’ll handle it any way I want to,” I told him. “And if it goes off, well, that’s a risk I’ll take.” I wasn’t expecting him to lean forward and kiss me because we were totally hidden from view. I tried to grab his dick, but his shorts were too tight. “Come on.” I was taking him to the edge of the back pasture where my cousins had parked an old travel trailer. I had been here about a month ago helping them do some cleaning to make sure it was ready for the summer. My cousin Bobby said he would keep up with the mowing this year. He kept his promise. I checked the door, and it wasn’t locked.

We stepped in and I hadn’t even locked the door when he kissed me hard. He pulled me tightly to him and pushed his tongue between my lips; I felt his hands squeeze my ass. When he pulled back, he told me that he had wanted to kiss me like that since he first saw me. I locked the door and pulled him over to the mattress. He almost tumbled on top of me, but he caught himself. When he did get on top of me. I could feel his dick rubbing against mine. I wanted to unbutton his pants, but he wouldn’t let me.

Eric said he had already done more than he had ever done before and he was scared to take his dick out. I wrapped my legs around him to pull him against me. “It’s OK,” I said. I told him to just keep kissing me then.

We kept kissing but at some point he started to hump against me. Even through my clothes, it felt great. I’m not sure why, but I grabbed his head and turned it so I could lick his ear. He moaned and shuddered. He actually came in his pants. He said, “Oh, fuck,” and stood up.

Someone knocked at the door. He said shit and I said it was OK.

I opened the door, and it was my brother. He’d broken the rule of knocking when the door was locked. Anyway, Eric and I headed back to the party so he could go in the bathroom and clean up.

I hope I get to help him clean up in person.