DISCLAIMER: All characters are owned by the Disney Company. This never happened, but I wished it did. Don't read this if you are under 18 years old.
Intro: I wrote this story using the characters from Jumping Ship rather than the actors playing them because in the movie they weren't related. While it's possible the Lawrence brothers might fool around, I didn't have to get into the whole moral issue about incest. If you haven't seen the movie, there is enough info here to understand what's going on. Andy Lawrence plays Tom, Mathew Lawrence plays Jake and Joey Lawrence plays Mike-although he doesn't make an appearance in this story.
Jake Hunter Jumps Tom
It all started when the boat they had charted met with some pirates. I didn't know pirates still existed in the Twenty-first century, Tom thought. But they did, and they almost caught him and his cousin Michael. Sure, Tom thought, Michael was rich-at least his father was-but he didn't realize that anyone would want to hold him for ransom
So here they were, stuck on a deserted island. They couldn't get in touch with anyone since Michael's cell-phone fell overboard. It was an accident, so Michael didn't have to get so upset. He left Tom alone with the captain of the boat, Jake Hunter.
Secretly, Tom was glad Michael left him alone with Jake. He thought the older guy was very good looking. Ever since Tom turned thirteen, he started noticing other guys. It's not that I don't like girls, he thought, it's just that I like looking at guys. Maybe it had something to do with living on a ranch surrounded by men all the time.
But, Jake is very good looking. His hair is maybe a bit on the unruly side, but it is a nice shade of dirty blond. His face was much more angular than either his-which was rather square-or his cousins. Most of all, Tom admired Jake's body. Since the older boy liked to wear sleeveless shirts, Tom could admire his pumped up arms. He also liked wearing shorts, so Tom could see the fine blonde hair that covered his legs.
Tom knew he wasn't bad looking. Since Michael stayed on the ranch last year, Tom had lost a lot of baby fat. The hard work on the ranch had slimmed him down and helped develop his chest. His brown eyes were lighter than either his cousin's or Jake's. In fact, he had grown up a lot since last year-now if he could only get rid of these freckles, he might feel more grown up.
"I'm sorry you had to sink your boat," Tom said.
"Yeah, well kid, it's something I had to do. I don't want those pirates knowing where we are."
"But, it's your whole life. You said you and your father ran that boat."
"Well, not anymore. I never liked that boat. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the sea-but I would rather have worked on my terms, not his. Anyway, they weren't after you or me. They were after your stupid, arrogant cousin."
At that, Tom started to cry. He couldn't help it. Everything started to get to him. He might be stuck here for a long time. He didn't know what his mother was feeling. She already lost Tom's dad, and almost lost the ranch last year, Tom didn't want her worrying about him.
"Hey, look, I'm sorry," Jake said, as he raced over to comfort the boy. Man, he's cute, Jake thought. The way those eyelashes frame those big eyes, and the way his hair brushes down on his forehead just does something to me.
Jake started to hug Tom. He gently held the younger boy in his arms. Wow, this feels good. While other people before had hugged him, it never felt like this. He could feel Jake's body pressing against him. He soon forgot about everything that was troubling him. All he wanted to do was be held in Jake's strong arms.
At first, all Jake wanted to do is comfort the aching boy. But, as Tom slowly pressed his body into him, Jake began to notice something happening-there was a strange swelling in the boy's cutoffs that Jake could feel against his thighs.
Damn, Jake thought, this little kid is getting a hard on!
Tom didn't know what was happening to him. Tom liked the feeling of Jake's hard body pressing against him. For the first time in his young life he felt another boy's body-not like the wrestling he did with some of his friends back home, or in the accidental touching that happens-but in a softer, gentler-all right, sexier-way.
He couldn't control his body. He noticed that his cock started to get hard. He tried to back away from Jake, since he didn't want this cute young man to know what kind of pervert he was. But, whenever he tried to move, Jake held him closer.
Boy I think this kid likes me, Jake thought. He is kind of cute. I wonder what would happen if . . .
Jake looked down at Tom. Those brown puppy dog eyes looking up at him decided for him. He kissed the boy on the mouth. At first, the boy was puzzled. Then he relaxed and started kissing back. Jake explored the boy's back, feeling the texture of the soft shirt over Tom's muscles. Then he went even lower. He put his hand in the back pocket of Tom's jean shorts, loving the feeling of his firm young ass against his hand.
Tom didn't know what to do. Here the best looking guy he had ever seen was kissing him. He liked the feel of Jake's body close to him and he loved Jake's hand in his pocket. Suddenly, Jake stopped kissing him and pulled away.
"Did I do something wrong," Tom asked. "I liked kissing you."
"I could tell," Jake said, pointing to Tom's too tight jeans. "But, I want to do more than just kiss you, if you'll let me."
"I'll do anything you want to do. But I've never done anything like this before, I don't know what to do . . .."
"Don't worry, I'll help you. If you don't want to do anything, that's alright. If you want me to stop doing anything, just tell me. O. K.?"
"Sure. What do you want me to do first?"
"How about if I take off your shirt-then we'll see."
Jake gently ran his hands down Tom's sides, feeling the way the shirt was plastered by sweat to the young boy's chest. When he reached Tom's cutoffs, he gently lifted the shirt away from the boy's body. Tom shivered as Jake slowly lifted his shirt.
Jake admired the smaller boy's chest. While it was not as developed as his or Michael's, it had already started looking less like a boy's and more like a man's. Tom had a nicely molded chest. Although not developed yet, his tanned pecs created a nice contrast to his darker nipples. While Tom didn't have any chest hair, the promise of a treasure trail had formed from his belly down to the still hidden depths of his jeans.
After he had removed the boy's shirt, Jake started to fell Tom's chest. His sea-roughened hands slipped over the soft, boyish skin. Tom loved the way Jake's hands felt against his skin, so he was surprised when Jake leaned in and started kissing his body.
Man, this fells good! This boy has never been touched before. And he tastes good. Jake sucked on one of Tom's nipples while gently teasing the other. He felt the one in his mouth stiffen and grow hard.
Tom almost fell down. He wasn't used to so much stimulation. Fortunately, Jake kept one hand on his back. All at once, Jake stopped his manipulation of the boy's body.
Stepping away from Tom, Jake quickly took off his shirt. Tom loved they way Jake looked. His body was developed. Jake's pecs were solid muscle. He had hair that trailed between the two mounds of muscle, leading down his powerful abs, only to disappear into his shorts.
Tom tentatively touched Jake's chest.
"It's o.k.," Jake said, "You can do anything you want."
Tom felt the muscles under Jake's skin. He loved the way they felt against his hand. He could feel the warmth of Jake's body; he could feel Jake's heartbeat against his hand. He never imagined being this close to another boy and liking it so much.
Jake realized Tom was nervous. He could sense it in Tom's quiet touching; in the way his fingers felt his chest. Jake decided to help the boy feel more comfortable.
"Why don't we lie down," said Jake.
"O.K."
Jake spread some towels across the beach. Gently, he took Tom by the hand and helped him lay on top of him. He loved the feeling of this small boy's body against his. Jake could feel Tom's breathing speed up. He put one hand and his back, and with the other, gently twined his fingers in Tom's hair.
They started kissing again. This time, Jake put his tongue in Tom's mouth. Tom liked how Jake's tongue felt. He showed his pleasure by wiggling up and town Jake's strong body.
Jake was about to explode. He needed some release in his soon too tight cut-offs.
"Hey, buddy, why don't we get naked."
"O.K.," Tom replied. He was a little nervous. What if his body didn't measure up? What if Jake laughed at him?
Tom stood up. He grasped the top of his jeans. Slowly, he unbuttoned them. Then he grasped the zipper and pulled. He had a hard time getting the zipper over his hard cock.
Watching his little friend undress turned Jake on even more than he had been, if that were possible. When Tom's white jockey shorts were in plain sight, Jake couldn't control himself. He got up and quickly pulled Tom's underwear down, releasing his swollen cock.
Jake caught it in his mouth and started sucking on it. The fresh taste of young boy meat filled his waiting palate. A few drops of precum touched his eager tongue. He could feel Tom thrashing around excited by the feel of someone else's mouth on his cock. "Ooh, man, I'm gonna cum!'
Jake was surprised Tom had cum so quick, until he realized this was Tom's first blowjob. Jake quickly swallowed all of Tom's boy juice. It tasted salty, but good.
After he came, Tom felt both exhausted and happy. He wanted to help Jake cum, but he didn't know how.
Jake looked up at his friend. He liked seeing him happy for the first time since being shipwrecked. But something else was calling for attention. He knew Tom had never blew another guy, but he wanted Tom to do something for him.
Tom decided that he would try to give Jake the same feeling. He tentatively reached for Jake's cut-offs and unbuttoned them. Then he pulled down the zipper. Jake wore boxers-he liked the way his cock hung free. Laying down across Jake's legs after he pulled the boxers off him, Tom reached for the monster cock in front of him.
Jake's cock was huge-at least 9 inches. Tom didn't know if he could get it in his mouth. First, he licked the head. It didn't taste bad, Tom thought, maybe a little salty, but sweet, too. He tried to get it in his mouth.
"Hey, watch it with those teeth," Jake said. He told the little boy how to curve his lips around the cock.
Tom tried to remember what Jake did to him, but his memory wasn't working. He liked the feel of Jake's cock in his mouth even better than his tongue, though.
When his cock hit the back of Tom's mouth, Jake began to buck, trying to get more of his meat into the cute boy's face. Tom started gagging, but soon controlled his reflex. It didn't take long for Jake to start cumming.
He didn't know if Tom would swallow his juice, but the boy tried. Tom let Jake's cock slip from his mouth. He crawled up Jake's body to lay with his head on Jake's strong shoulder. Jake put his arms around the small, tired boy.
"Why don't you go to sleep now. You've had a busy day."
For the first time since they were shipwrecked, neither boy wanted to get home.