Chapter Five
Jessica
It didn’t take me long to find Gloria and the group we’d been hanging out with before I’d stumbled across Tommy’s dad in his office. Speaking of, I still couldn’t get the memories of his touch out of my mind. Or the way he looked at me and spoke to me with such confidence. There was something about Grey Jacobs that made me yearn for more—that made butterflies swarm my stomach.
When I found Gloria, she was laughing with Tommy outside. Chrissy, Jason, and Steve were also still there and Tad was passed out on one of the lounge chairs. It was fairly obvious that all of them were drunk. Chrissy could barely even walk. They all turned to face me when I approached and Chrissy stumbled up to me, nearly tripping and falling into the pool in the process.
“Where the fuck you been?” she asked as I reached out both arms to steady her. “You’ve been gettin’ some, haven’t you?”
I immediately colored as I thought of just whom I’d been getting some from. Yeah, Grey was right, this was definitely something that needed to stay between the two of us.
“No, I was just standing in line forever for the bathroom,” I answered, feeling guilty all the while.
“Who wants to go check out the kick-ass hot tub upstairs?” Chrissy asked as she turned to face everyone else, apparently already having grown bored with her conversation with me. “It’s in Tommy’s dad’s room.” I didn’t stop to ask myself how Chrissy even knew Tommy had a hot tub upstairs, maybe because I didn’t want to know the answer.
Steve, unsurprisingly, chimed in first, “Oh boy! I’m game.”
“Sure, sounds fun,” added Tommy as his eyes found mine and he smiled at me. I was so uncomfortable that I cleared my throat and gave him a strange, nervous sort of grin before I immediately looked away. It wasn’t that he made me nervous, necessarily, but I couldn’t really deal with the fact that I’d had his dad’s fingers all over my… pussy and now Tommy was making eyes at me. It just seemed so… unwholesome.
“I don’t have my swimsuit. Can I borrow one of yours?” Gloria asked Chrissy.
“Fuck swimsuits!” Chrissy said and dismissed Gloria with a wave of her unconcerned hand.
I whispered to Gloria, who was standing next to me, “Is she suggesting we go in naked?”
“I don’t think so,” Gloria responded, conspicuously. “Bra and underwear are fine.”
“Booo!” yelled Steve. “I’m going in in my birthday suit. Screw you guys.”
“Steve, shut up,” said Tommy as he shook his head and then glanced back at me again. I did my best not to look at him.
Even though I was buzzed, I still had a semblance of common sense. Despite my inebriated state, I was still focused and wasn’t going to get out of control any time soon. I was having fun, so I didn’t put up any resistance, but I wasn’t going to go buck wild. My promise to Mr. Jacobs continued to play out in my mind and I was determined to keep it. Not only for him, but for myself. Just good-natured chatter with Tommy in the hot tub while the memory of Grey’s fingers on my pussy still lingered in the back of my mind.
Who was I kidding? I thought to myself. Any common sense I previously had was long gone and I was out of control. The only problem was that I liked it—I liked feeling like this. The truth was that I wanted to feel like this. I’d never felt so alive before, so in charge of my own destiny. I’d also never felt so invigorated or so adventurous. I wasn’t sure if it was just the margarita talking or if I’d really turned some sort of naughty corner but I didn’t want to back down.
“Should we wake up Tad?” asked Jason, who pointed at Tad, who was snoring.
“Nah, I don’t want his chubby mess in the Jacuzzi,” said Chrissy.
“That’s not nice,” I answered, feeling bad for Tad.
“Once Tad is out, he’s out,” Tommy said with a chuckle as he wrapped his arm around me. “No point in trying to wake his drunk ass up. Let him be.”
Chrissy playfully stuck her tongue out at me as I frowned. Then she led us into the house. Jason, Gloria, Steve, Tommy, and I all followed Chrissy upstairs to the master bedroom, as I gulped down my own guilt and concern that Mr. Jacobs might be up there. I hoped upon hope that he was still in his office; otherwise, this was going to become very uncomfortable.
“Are you sure we should go into your dad’s bedroom, Tommy?” I asked, thinking I needed to try to talk him out of this so Grey didn’t walk in on a scene.
“Don’t worry about it,” he said as he rubbed my arm and smiled down at me in an unconcerned kind of way. “My dad isn’t even in town!”
Little did he know. “Well, it’s not very respectful,” I started.
“What are you so worried about?” Chrissy asked as she glanced back at me with annoyance in her face. “Stop being such a dud and live a little!”
“Don’t worry, cutie, it’ll be fine,” Tommy whispered to me and then winked.
I didn’t say anything but just nodded as I prayed that Grey wouldn’t stumble in on us. Tommy held the door open for us as we all piled into his dad’s bedroom. It was huge. It had a very definite masculine feel to it with the dark colors and oversized furniture. And it smelled just like Mr. Jacobs—masculine and earthy but somehow crisp and clean at the same time.
In the center of the room was a king-sized bed with a solid oak, gray-washed headboard; the dresser, armoire, and the nightstands also were made of the same expensive-looking carpentry. The television in the bedroom was larger than any television we’d ever owned. It was obvious that Grey Jacobs liked to live life to the fullest.
Chrissy shut the door behind us and immediately took off her skirt and shirt all within seconds of each other. Luckily, she didn’t take off her bra and her cotton thong. She had a nice set of perky B-cups, her butt and hips matched her tiny frame. She ran into the bathroom and wasted no time in getting into the large, marble hot tub. The thing was so huge, it could easily accommodate all of us. It didn’t even look like a bathtub, more like a Jacuzzi.
“Come on guys!” she insisted, as she activated the jets.
“She’s such a show-off,” remarked Gloria, with a slight look of envy.
Jason, Steve, and Tommy all took their shirts, pants, and shorts off. Every single one of them had incredibly built torsos and legs. Jason’s thighs had that neat little cut in the middle, while Steve proudly displayed his eight pack, something I had to see to believe. His body fat was so low, his lower abdominal muscles created a perfect “V” shape that made it impossible not to naturally scope out his groin area. Gloria and I caught each other looking at his lower torso and smiled at each other like sinister schoolgirls.
Tommy’s body was from another world, though. His pecs were perfectly cut and rested over the statuesque, muscular veneer that padded his ribs. His skin, young and without blemish, displayed soft, golden bristles. He gave Steve a haughty look, as Steve playfully pretended to attempt to take off his boxers.
Jason plopped himself into the hot tub first; well, technically, right after Chrissy. He nestled himself right behind her in the far corner of the tub. Tommy and Steve soon followed. Tommy quickly dipped his head in the water, and like a model in a shampoo commercial, sensually smoothed the water from his scalp with his large hands.
“Girls?” asked Steve. “You coming in?”
The group in the Jacuzzi stared at us intently, waiting for us to unravel our supple physiques for arbitrary judgment.
“You first,” I pointed at Gloria.
“Me?” asked Gloria, pointing at her chest. She sighed and took off her matching black tank top, revealing a Victoria’s Secret silk bra. The boys looked at each other with cheesy smiles. Chrissy, buzzed and severely bombed, smirked and shrugged her shoulders. Gloria then dropped her tight, black designer jeans. Thankfully, no thong, just a pair of good-girl cotton, black panties. The boys were definitely impressed with her sprint-chiseled legs and thighs. In a sudden rush, Gloria stutter-stepped and quickly dipped herself into the tub.
“Jess, you coming in?” asked Tommy in his deep, rich, confident, baritone timbre.
“I don’t know,” I said, as I sat down on the chair just beside the doorway. “I think I’ll just sit right here and chat with you guys.”
“Don’t be such a bore,” said Chrissy with a yawn and a dismissive wave of her hand.
“Jess, just get in here. We’re just hanging out and drinking,” said Gloria. “You can keep your panties and bra on.”
“I will take my briefs off if you don’t get in here this instant, lady,” Steve joked.
“You promised, Gloria,” I said, giving her a look that hopefully would make her remember our promise.
“Promised what?” asked Steve.
“It’s nothing. She’s just grasping at straws and thinking of excuses for not joining us,” Gloria said as she frowned at me. “Trust me and trust them, it’s all innocent.”
“We’ll close our eyes as you undress,” suggested Tommy. “No one will look, promise.”
“Promise?” I asked.
“Steve, Jason? Close your eyes,” demanded Tommy.
Jason and Steve chortled and closed their eyes, mockingly tight. Tommy soon followed.
I quickly pulled the straps off my dress and unzipped the back, being careful to pull it down my body. The boys, pretending to have their eyes closed, definitely caught a glimpse of me in my black lace bra and matching underwear, as their snorts and giggles stopped all of a sudden. I caught Steve letting out a barely audible “wow.”
I slowly stepped into the hot tub. The water was exceedingly hot, but within seconds, it went from uncomfortably hot to a nice adequate temperature, as my body adjusted to the fluctuation from outside and in. “You can open your eyes now,” I said.
“Um, our eyes have been open,” Tommy announced with a wince, as if he were afraid I would get mad at him.
I took a deep breath but then smiled at him. “Yeah, I kind of already figured.”
“For being such a prude, you have an amazing pair of tits,” said Chrissy. “I’m almost jealous.”
Gloria laughed and said, “Is that even a compliment?”
“I mean, she’s got the greatest pair of tits I’ve ever seen,” joked Steve but by the way he was looking at me, it was fairly obvious it wasn’t a joke. “Of course, I can’t say for sure because she’s still wearing a bra.”
“I think you should take your bra off,” Chrissy said to me.
I began blushing. “Maybe I should get out,” I said.
“Okay, I’ll stop. Just finish your margarita. Don’t let a perfectly good drink go to waste, if you know what I mean,” said Chrissy, as Jason began to give her a back rub and she leaned back against him.
“So who wants to play truth or dare?” she asked suddenly, leaning forward with interest.
“No... no... no,” I said.
“It’s okay, I promise it will be clean,” Chrissy insisted.
“You promise?” I asked, facing her squarely. All I could think about was the promise that I’d made to Mr. Jacobs.
“Yes,” Chrissy answered. “Scout’s honor,” she added as she held up three fingers. “Here, I’ll start. Jess, truth or dare?”
I felt my heart drop and hoped no one would ask me anything about Tommy’s dad. And then I realized the chances of that were like slim to nothing. “Truth,” I said hesitantly.
“Okay, do you think Tommy is cute?” Chrissy asked with girlish enthusiasm.
“Chrissy...” Gloria snapped at her.
Chrissy looked at Gloria with her bloodshot, droopy eyes. “It’s an innocent question!”
“It’s fine, Gloria,” I said as I looked at Tommy. I took a deep breath. “Anyone would agree that Tommy is undoubtedly handsome.” Well, he was, so it wasn’t a big deal speaking the truth, I thought.
“Well, thanks, Jess. You are very pretty yourself,” said Tommy as he smiled at me and dropped his attention to my bust again. I felt myself blush even deeper but I wasn’t going to lie, I liked the way he looked at me and I loved the fact that he thought I was pretty.
“Dammit, I was going to ask you the same question about Jess,” Chrissy said to Tommy and pretended to be offended.
“Sorry?” Tommy asked with a shrug as I laughed and he smiled over at me.
“Steve?” said Chrissy.
“What?” asked Steve, giggling to himself about something.
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Steve stated proudly.
“Lick your elbow while saying the alphabet.”
“What?” he asked, clearly unimpressed with Chrissy’s dare. “Couldn’t you have come up with something better than that?” he argued, shaking his head. “Like you dare me to take off Jess’ bra or something?”
“Ha ha, Steve,” I said with a frown.
“You heard me, Steve,” Chrissy said.
Steve tucked his right elbow near his mouth and stuck out his long, pink tongue and placed it on his elbow. Jason momentarily stopped giving Chrissy her back rub and tried to do the same thing, but to no avail. “Holy shit, you got a long-ass tongue, dude,” he said.
“You’ve got a beautiful tongue,” Gloria playfully remarked as she gave him a very suggestive smile.
“Thank you,” Steve said, or at least that’s what I thought he said as the tip of his tongue connected with his pointy elbow. “A... B... C... D...” Steve recited the alphabet, as if he had a severe speech impediment. Disabilities are nothing to laugh at, but Steve’s expression was priceless and we all were delightfully entertained.
As Steve was pulling off his goofy routine, Gloria gave me a slight nudge with her elbow.
“What?” I said, still staring at Steve, who was struggling to keep his tongue on his elbow.
Gloria nodded her head toward Chrissy and Jason. Jason had his head tilted back. His hands still resting on Chrissy’s shoulders, but he was no longer rubbing them. I could see her arm moving in a rhythmic motion in the water. Chrissy was giving Jason a hand job in the hot tub. I’d never seen anything like this before and at first, I was alarmed but then, I found I couldn’t take my eyes away from them.
“Oh my God,” I whispered to Gloria.
“She must be doing a good job. Look at Jason’s face, he’s in fuckin’ heaven,” Gloria said.
“Maybe we should leave,” I said but I didn’t mean it. Instead, I continued to watch Chrissy work her boyfriend while I imagined doing the same thing to Mr. Jacobs. When I caught Tommy looking at me, I immediately thought of also doing the same thing to him. And then I felt doubly guilty.
“Why?” Gloria asked.
“What do you mean, why?” I emphatically stated in Gloria’s ear as my heart rate started to increase into overdrive.
“What’s wrong?” Tommy asked.
“Oh, nothing,” I said, although inside, I felt like everything around me was out of my control and there was nothing I could do to stop it. But, at the same time, I was having so much trouble pulling my attention away from Chrissy’s hand as it jerked Jason’s huge mushroom tip. His cock head was so swollen, it almost appeared purple and I could feel my pussy starting to sting as I imagined it was Mr. Jacobs’ cock I was looking at.
Chrissy kept jerking off Jason, as she turned to face Gloria. It was clear she was on a discreet mission to make Jason cum in the hot tub, as her stroking remained consistent and focused. Tommy and Steve looked at her almost jealously, knowing full well what was going on. Tommy stretched his neck, most likely trying to remain from getting too excited and turned on by Chrissy’s actions.
With wonderful multitasking ability, she asked Gloria, “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Gloria said.
I figured Gloria was beginning to feel a little heated because she went straight to a dare. I wanted to flee at that moment, but at the same time, admittedly, there was a part of me that wanted to see what was going to happen next. Like watching a train wreck, but with a funny feeling roiling deep in my core. I’d never seen a man cum before and I couldn’t hide my curiosity and I also couldn’t lie to myself. I wanted to watch Jason cum, there were no two ways about it. And my pussy was throbbing with the need to watch him ejaculate.
I began to squirm uncomfortably while sitting in the tub. I downed the rest of the margarita someone had set down next to me, hoping to expedite a general feeling of numbness to help me cope with the excitement that was happening in front of me.
“I dare you to lick Steve’s nipple,” requested Chrissy.
“Hell no!” Gloria yelled. Judging by her over-the-top reaction and her little secretive smile, though, I knew she was pretending to resist.
“What? If I had an out of body experience, the first thing I would do is suck on my own nipple,” said Steve.
“Fine, but just one lick,” Gloria announced.
Gloria leaned over and arched her back in a seductive way, purposely sticking her toned ass up in the air. She slowly unraveled her tongue from inside her full, plump and moist lips. She began lustfully circling Steve’s nipple with her tongue. His nipple was clearly erect, as it was prominently more distended than the other. Gloria then opened her lips, as salivation, caused by a deep-seated arousal, cascaded down her tongue.
“Oh... my... God,” Steve exclaimed.
“Woooo.... attagirl!” shouted Chrissy.
Gloria continued making oral love to Steve’s nipples while giving Tommy a look so seductive, it would melt Morrissey himself during the peak of his asexual days. Tommy gave Gloria a light-hearted salute and a smile but then he glanced over at me, as if to make sure I was okay. But his gaze lingered on me and then dropped down to my breasts. In response, I felt my nipples start to harden as the breath caught in my throat.
The situation in the hot tub was at critical mass. I knew what was going on was wrong and was challenging everything I held so dear, but my body felt so relaxed. The nerves inside my womb were exploding like firecrackers, but only because I was imagining doing everything I was witnessing in front of me with Tommy’s dad, with Grey Jacobs. And the very thought was causing a flux of activity that felt a lot like stinging inside my pussy.
“Tommy, I dare you,” Chrissy said.
“Dare me to do what?” he asked, with an impish grin.
“Are you hard?” she asked him.
Gloria and I intently looked on, waiting for the desired answer from Tommy. I arched my lower back a little bit more as soon as I realized one of the jets of the Jacuzzi was lined up with my clit. The rush of water stimulated every inch of my folds and moist crevice.
“Yeah, well, kinda...” Tommy answered, immediately glancing over at me as if to say I could be the one to make him fully erect. The thought thrilled me and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to be the one who could make his cock hard.
“I dare you to show us your cock,” Chrissy implored.
“This shit is getting crazy,” Steve said with his eyes closed because Gloria was still going to town on his chest. Jason was practically unconscious and paralyzed in the far corner of the tub, as Chrissy continued with her precise, meticulous handiwork.
Tommy stood up as the water level reached halfway up his muscular thighs. His cock was halfway erect beneath his briefs, the shape of his head protruding through the resistant cotton fabric. It looked massive even behind the constraints of his underwear. He put both of his thumbs behind the elastic band of his briefs, and quickly yanked them down into the water, revealing his perfectly trimmed, engorged cock. It had to have been eight inches long! His balls hung below his huge shaft and I found my eyes riveted on it.
“Holy shit,” Gloria said in awe as she shook her head. “It’s so fucking thick, too,” she added.
“Now that’s a dick!” Chrissy said.
“Oh, my God,” I said, closing my eyes and reciting a quick Hail Mary in my head. Tommy immediately glanced over at me as I stared at his impressive dick. I couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like entering me and I also wondered if it would even fit.
“Have you ever seen a cock before, Jesse?” Chrissy asked me. I couldn’t pull my attention away from Tommy’s when I answered her.
“No,” I said, my voice coming out breathy.
“Do you like Tommy’s dick?” she asked.
I felt myself flush but I also wasn’t going to lie because Tommy was watching me, waiting for me to tell him what I thought of his huge cock. And I wasn’t going to disappoint him. “Yes,” I breathed. “I… I think it’s… amazing.”
“Thanks, Jess,” Tommy said with a little and proud laugh, playing it off, knowing full well his stallion status among the group. “Will you show me your breasts, Jess?” he asked, his voice soft.
I swallowed hard as I thought about it. I wanted to show him my breasts, especially after he’d revealed his beautiful cock. I glanced at it again, noticing how delectably thick it was. The underside of his shaft was handsomely grooved and built for strong, hefty thrusts. His head was perfectly shaped and plump. My mouth watered at its aroused appearance. I couldn’t help but wonder if his dad’s cock looked the same. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, though, I clenched my eyes shut tight and rebuked myself for my unwholesome thoughts.
“Jess?” Tommy asked. “Should I not have asked you that? I’m sorry.”
“No,” I said as I stood up, not wanting him to feel bad. I looked right at him as I reached around and unclasped the back of my bra. Then I pulled it down my arms, freeing each of my heavy tits. I pulled it completely off and watched Tommy’s eyes go wide as they took in my heavy double Ds.
“Holy fuck,” he said.
“Amazing fucking tits,” Steve said as Jason opened his eyes and fastened them on my breasts. My nipples were hard as rocks.
“Oh my God,” he whispered, never taking his eyes off them.
“Jess?” Chrissy asked.
“Yeah,” I said, with a slight tremble in my voice as I realized everyone was staring at me and my tits and when I glanced down, every one of them had a hard cock. I hadn’t realized Steve had pulled his out but he was now stroking it and Tommy was doing the same, both of them staring at my tits.
“I dare you to touch Tommy’s cock,” Chrissy said.
“You didn’t ask me truth or dare,” I argued as I felt my heart start to pound against my ribs. Even though I argued, I wanted to touch Tommy’s dick. I wanted to so badly.
“Just do it,” Chrissy demanded.
I didn’t say anything right away. I just sat there with the jet on my clit which was making me feel things I shouldn’t have been feeling. As I sat there, I couldn’t help but focus on Tommy’s beautiful cock as I remembered Mr. Jacobs telling me I needed to get experience with boys my own age and then, once I did, I could decide if I still wanted him. So maybe this was what he was talking about? Maybe now was my opportunity to do the things Grey wanted me to do?
“Okay, but don’t judge me and don’t tell anyone,” I said hesitantly.
“Okay,” Gloria and Chrissy said, both assuring me at the same time.
I slowly moved close to Tommy as he sat down on the lip of the Jacuzzi. I put my hand on his lap as I looked straight into his beautiful brown eyes. He nodded his head, indicating that it was okay for me to wrap my hand around his rock-hard dick. I put my hand around the middle part of his shaft. I could feel it pulsating and engorged with the rush of his blood. I slowly massaged the posterior portion of his glans with my index finger. He threw his head back in surrender. His cock was so thick, my index finger and thumb were nowhere near a connection. Even though I had never done such a thing, everything felt completely natural and, surprisingly, I was at ease.
Steve then thrust his hips out of the water and revealed his hard cock. It was as long as Tommy’s but not as thick. Gloria grabbed it and put her thick, supple lips around his throbbing, engorged head. Gloria, who always told me she never did stuff with her boyfriend beyond a rub, had clearly lied. Her technique was flawless, as she stroked and sucked Steve’s cock with the precision of a porn star.
Jason awoke from his comatose state and slowly switched positions with Chrissy. He grabbed her from behind and pulled her thong down to her thighs. While his back was turned to us, he grabbed at his groin area and wiggled his ass a bit as he penetrated Chrissy from behind. Powerful thrusts followed, as his athletically sculpted ass tightened, pounding away at Chrissy’s lithe body.
“Hoooooly shiiiiiit,” she lustfully shrieked.
“Keep sucking that shit,” Steve commanded Gloria, in a sexy, rough tone as I continued to jerk Tommy’s massive cock.
Tommy put his hand on my chin and gently lifted my head and asked, “Do you like the way I feel?”
“Oh my God, yes...” I responded, even though I knew I shouldn’t have liked it but I couldn’t help it.
“Let me touch your big fucking tits,” Tommy said, as he reached down and gripped a handful of my breast. I moaned out as soon as he touched me because his fingers felt so good. Tommy arched forward and dropped his head as he took my nipple into his mouth and began sucking as my hand continued to work his enormous cock. My body began trembling uncontrollably as Tommy licked my nipple, taking turns with both of them.
My pussy was throbbing and it was swollen, I was sure I was creaming all over myself. I wanted to reach down and stick my finger inside of it so badly, so I could feel the thick wetness inside of myself. But I didn’t because I wanted to continue to work Tommy’s enormous shaft.
As Chrissy was getting fucked senseless by Jason and, riding him while facing away from him, she said, “Tommy—fuck this feels so fucking good—I want to see your cock cum.” And I suddenly wanted to see his cock cum too.
Tommy lifted his hips and his huge dick popped forward, looking even more massive, my hand acting as its captor. Tommy began stringing together stuttered moans, which I thought probably meant that he was about to have his jizz explode all over me. And God, I wanted it so badly.
Tommy’s cock began to spasm. He moaned loudly and his balls began retracting. His hot, sticky load shot out of his cock like a series of magmatic eruptions. His cum landed on my chest and my chin, covering me in a white hot mess of semen. I had no idea it would be as warm as it was but I suddenly wanted to run my hands through it, to smear it all over myself. Tommy’s upper chest was bright red and his breathing labored into short bursts.
Steve’s moans and groans grew louder as he was about to cum in Gloria’s mouth. I turned to watch him and seconds later he gripped Gloria’s head and threw his own back as white cum started dripping out of her mouth as he fucked her face.
My heart was pounding and my nipples were so hard, they almost hurt. My pussy was throbbing and I had never wanted to feel a cock inside of me as badly as I did at that moment. I glanced down at my rock-hard nipples and that was when I noticed the crucifix hanging around my neck from the silver chain. I always wore this necklace to remind me of my faith. I immediately felt a horrific sense of guilt begin to consume and overtake the pleasurable feelings I was experiencing. I got out of the tub. I didn’t say a word to anyone as I began gathering my clothes.
“What’s wrong?” Tommy asked.
Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and stared at me as I exited the bathroom. I put my clothes on as I walked down the stairs, nearly tripping as I tried putting on one of my shoes. My buzz was starting to wear off and suddenly I began experiencing a headache. Luckily, Gloria was right behind me and offered to drive us both home. I gladly took her up on her offer.
***
After the situation in Mr. Jacobs’ Jacuzzi, I decided I needed more structure in my life. I’d come dangerously close to losing sight of my life goals and my ambitions. The truth was that I had wanted to have sex. I’d wanted to have sex with Tommy and I’d also wanted to have sex with his father. And I was wanton and slutty for even thinking of having sex with one man, let alone two.
Yes, this was a sign that I wasn’t strong enough to combat this lustful and base side of me. I had to be stronger and I had to make sure I never thought about Tommy or Mr. Jacobs ever again. Because I knew that if I did, I would succumb to this raging hunger that was still inside of me, a hunger that couldn’t be satiated by anything other than the cocks of Tommy and his father.