IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: INFORMATION HAS BEEN ADDED TO CHAPTERS 1-3, ESPECIALLY IN 1 AND 3. IF YOU'VE READ THESE CHAPTERS BEFORE 1/23/12 THEN I RECOMMEND REREADING THEM.

This is a Jacob/Edward and possible Jacob/Emmett pairing. I'm still deciding on Emmett. This is rated M for a reason people. I'm a graphic person and I like to express myself so if cocks and ass make you blush, or if you're not into gay loving, then well... READ IT ANYWAY! What? You thought I was going to tell you to skip over this? HA! I don't think so. You see, the joy I get as an Author is when I see that my readers can temporarily put aside personal beliefs and simply give themselves up to the world of my stories. I only hope you enjoy my world;-}

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight because if I did, Edward, Jacob, and Emmett might've had a threesome and the word "Twilight" would've been a metaphor for Orgasm. I'm serious.

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Chapter 1: New Distractions

"Don't tease me baby," Jacob moaned watching Edward's cherry lips move passed his cock and onto his sack, sucking on them gently. His fingers interlocked into multiple strains of copper hair as he gripped down with both hands trying to impatiently guide him back over towards his cock. Jacob needed release in the worse way. Ever since Edward made partner at the law firm he worked at, Jacob hardly ever saw him anymore. It's been over three months since they've made love and even that was a rush job because it was during Edward's lunch break.

Jacob's mornings would consist of waking up alone because Edward would get up at the crack of dawn trying to make it into work. He'd find himself eating dinner, that he'd spend hours preparing, alone because Edward was spending yet another late night at the office. After a while, Jacob's frustration was taking a toll on him causing them to get into countless arguments. Jacob complained that Edward put his job ahead of their relationship and Edward complained that Jacob didn't understand the demands he had on him after making partner because he felt Jacob didn't have, what he considered, a "demanding" job. Being a freelance journalist, Jacob did indeed have demands on him, always having to make deadlines for his articles but for the most part, his schedule was pretty flexible.

After going back and forth on the matter, Jacob, getting frustrated at this point, tried to compromise with him. He told him he'd make all of his favorite dishes if he could cut his work day short by 5pm. Edward knew taking time away from the murder case he was working on could be catastrophic if he didn't work diligently on it; but the worried look on Jacob's beautiful face made him rethink his excuse for not being able to make it and instead, he told him he'd try. Jacob knew not to get his hopes up so when Edward called earlier the following day to tell him he was on his way home, Jacob couldn't contain his excitement. He couldn't wait to make love to Edward. He had the food ready and waiting. He lit up a bunch of vanilla scented candles all around the apartment and dimmed the lights down low. A trail of white rose pedals was scattered on their glazed wooden floor from the door, on over towards the kitchen, leading into their Master bedroom, and then onto their private bathroom where he drew them a hot bubble bath, using red rose pedals to scatter over the bubbles and also back in their bedroom on their king size bed.

Soft music played in the background as Jacob stripped down to nothing. From head to toe, he covered his body down in lavender oil because Edward always liked the way his muscles looked glossed up. He glanced in the mirror making sure he didn't miss any spots. His golden brown skin glowed from the light of the candles. His hair, which used to be long when he first met Edward, was now a short cut of silky black hair giving him an edgier look. His light brown almond shaped eyes portrayed the desire he had for what was yet to come. Glancing down his body, he locked his eyes on his hard-as-a-rock cock as it strained in desperation hoping for release. He didn't dare touch it. He needed Edward and he needed him now.

The sound of the keys turning the lock brought a smile to Jacob's face as he hurried over towards the living room, standing there facing the door waiting for his boy to enter. The second Edward came through the door and took a good look at Jacob's slick naked form, his forest green eyes darkened with hunger. The aroma of the delicious food waiting in the kitchen went unnoticed, along with the candles and rose pedals because seeing Jacob standing there like some sexy Greek God made Edward have tunnel vision as he kicked the door behind him shut and closed the gap between him and Jacob taking ownership of his mouth. They kissed with desperation and need as Edward stripped out of his clothes and laid Jacob down over the rose pedaled covered floor.

"I need you baby," Jacob growled as Edward kissed along his jaw line and neck as he grinded his hips into Jacobs making their cocks rub together. The friction was delicious and Jacob wasted no time cupping Edwards ass cheek in one hand, pressing him further down into his hips, as the other hand ran through the array of messy copper hair bringing his head up so he could taste those sweet lips yet again. Loosening his grip, Jacob allowed Edward the opportunity to send a trail of kisses down his neck and onto his chest, making sure to give each nipple extra attention as his tongue swirled around the harden texture and his teeth tugged gently on it causing Jacob's back to arch up from the sensation. Edward's tongue then made its way down towards Jacob's nicely cut abs as he licked around each one making his way further down passed his navel, since he knew Jacob hated the feeling of a tongue in his navel, and on passed his cock heading straight for his sack. Edward heard Jacob's plea to stop teasing him as he felt Jacob's fingers swirling around in his hair trying to get him to put his lips on the main prize but he wasn't finished exploring yet.

"We have all night Love," Edward told him before going back to work on Jacob's clean shaven balls. He continued his torture of sucking on each succulent globe, loving the sweet yet earthy taste and intoxicating smell of his lover for just a few more moments longer before he decided it was time to give Jacob's cock some attention due to the slight purplish tint his cock showed from straining. Jacob nearly came on the spot when Edward trailed his tongue along the base of his cock, collecting access pre-cum that trickled down from the tip before wrapping his cherry lips around Jacob's plump mushroom shaped head and sucking down deeply to collect the clear essence that didn't quite make it out just yet. Jacob hissed from the sensation causing his sensitive cock to twitch with need.

"More," Jacob purred as his head rolled back in ecstasy. The scent of the candles consumed him as his body slid up and down on the silky rose pedals beneath him. Edward sucked down hard on the head preparing to take him deep inside his throat when the most unthinkable happened.

Edward's cell phone began to ring.

Shit, it could be the office; Edward thought as he stopped what he was doing and searched through his pants pocket for the phone. Jacob's head snapped up in anger as he glared at Edward. He couldn't fucking believe this. No! Edward was NOT going to do this to him again.

"You're NOT answering that phone Edward," Jacob demanded sitting himself up on the floor.

"Jacob, we've been through this. You know I'm working on this huge case. This could be important," Edward responded quietly holding his ringing phone in hand.

"Fuck that! This is OUR NIGHT! Let someone else handle it!"

"You know I can't do that. Look, I'm sorry," Edward apologized right before he answered his phone. "Yes, Cullen speaking…"

Jacob was livid. He stood up pacing back and forth in front of him, furiously wiping off the rose pedals that clung to his back and listening for any signs that Edward wouldn't have to go back to the office.

"Did we get his statement?... Well why not?... Oh for fucks sake, is he trying to go to jail?... He wants how much?... No, that's a negative. We could use the woman that came out of the store… What do you mean we can't find her? We need her!... Look, don't do anything. I'm on my way," Edward said before hanging up the phone.

Jacob stopped his pacing and glared over at Edward.

"You're NOT leaving," Jacob said with conviction.

"I don't have time for this," Edward stated as he put back on his clothes. "My whole case is about to fall apart and all you can think about is getting your fucking rocks off!"

Jacob felt the urge to just choke Edward out but refrained from doing it as he watched Edward quickly put back on his clothes in silent anger. He couldn't believe he just said that to him.

"This wasn't about a FUCK, Edward! This was about US spending some time together! Is that so much to ask? One fucking night where I can share a meal that I slaved all fucking day to prepare for you, sit in a nice fucking bubble bath so I could rub the stress out of your feet, and make fucking love to you to last me another THREE SEXLESS MONTHS! Am I such a bad person for simply wanting one… fucking… night?"

Edward's heart dropped as he swallowed down the lump in his throat. Suddenly he took notice to everything around him. He saw the white rose pedals that decorated the floors. He saw the numerous white candles as he took in the vanilla scent that floated in the air. He could also smell a hint of rosemary baked chicken, baked macaroni and cheese, and some garlic string beans. All of his favorites. He could hear the soft sounds of wordless music drifting out of the speakers, completing stimulation to his senses.

He looked over at Jacob and saw the hurt look in his eyes and it pained him to know that he was the cause of that look. He knew Jacob put a lot of effort into all of this and he did appreciate it. They did need some quality time together that he craved to have just as much as Jacob did but the truth of the matter was, his client's freedom was in his hands and if he lost a case having a client go to prison for possibly the rest of their lives all because he didn't give the case his full 100%, then he would never forgive himself. So as much as it pained him to just leave Jacob like this after all he's done to make this night special, he had no other choice. His client was a seventeen year old who was facing Life in prison.

"I'm so sorry Jacob," Edward said as he put on the last article of clothing, which was his brown blazer that was still left on the floor and walked towards the door placing his hand on the doorknob. "I'll make it up to you. I promise, but right now I have to…"

"Go," Jacob finished standing there looking defeated. He was tired of arguing about this. Edward's job would always come first. That was just the way it was. Grabbing his still erect cock, Jacob looked down at it and let out a sigh. Looks like you're going to have to settle for my palm tonight, he thought as Edward took one last look at Jacob before turning the knob to leave. What Edward didn't expect, when opening the door, was to see a gorgeous man with shocked ice blue eyes, a baby face, very short curly brown hair, and a body of a foot ball player standing there with his hand raised in a fist as if he was about to knock on something alongside a woman with long wavy blonde hair, pretty Barbie doll features, and an hour glass figure. They didn't seem to register Edward because their focus instantly settled on the completely naked and shiny guy standing a few feet away holding his rather huge cock in his hand with candies and rose pedals all around him like he just stepped out of some kind of erotica novel. Jacob, hearing a slight gasp, looked up to find two pairs of eyes staring back at him. One was some blonde but his focus quickly went to the guy next to her as he took in all of his sexiness.

Black Timberland boots, unlaced, gray loose sweat pants that hung low on his hips and did nothing to hide his semi-erection, a black wife-beater that clung to his muscled chest like glaze on a donut and those 'fuck me' blue eyes that traveled over Jacob's body as well before they both locked eyes with each other. Jacob watched the guy lick his lips quickly as he seemed to be locked in a trance.

"Fuck," the guy said under his breath, but Edward caught it, which snapped everyone out of this awkward situation.

"May I help you?" Edward asked them moving directly in front of them trying as much as he could to block their view as Jacob, suddenly realizing that he was standing in front of these two strangers naked, quickly turned to grab a small white sofa pillow, giving the mystery guests a quick glimpse of his ass before turning around and covering his cock with the pillow.

"Um… yeah, uh… I'm Emmett McCarthy. This is my wife Rosalie and we're your new neighbors right across from you. We were trying to have some wine to toast to the new place so we were wondering if you had a cock… CORK!" Emmett looked over the two men with wide shocked eyes as they looked back at him with slight amusement. "Oh my God, I am sorry. I didn't mean cock. We just need a screw… I mean, that didn't sound right either… um… let me start this over. We're here to see if you have a cork screw we could borrow."

"Way to bring it on home Sweetie," Rosalie responded with a tight smile on her face.

Smiling slightly at Emmett's uneasiness, Edward extended his hand to him.

"I'm Edward Cullen," he greeted shaking Emmett's hand and then Rosalie's. "And that naked dream boat in the back is my boyfriend Jacob Black. Welcome to the building."

"Thanks," Rosalie answered still trying to get a glimpse of Jacob still standing there with the pillow in front of his impressive cock. "Did we come at a bad time?"

"No, I was just leaving. Jacob can get that CORK screw for you," Edward smirked at Emmett and then looked over at Jacob. "Bye Love, I'll call you."

Jacob didn't say anything as Edward held the door for Rosalie to get before heading down the hallway towards the elevators. Emmett and Rosalie both stood by the open door not sure if they should enter. Rosalie was the first to break the silence.

"If this is a bad time…"

"Yeah, 'cause we could just come back…" Emmett continued still looking over Jacob's body.

"No, its fine, come in," Jacob replied trying not to let his sour mood over Edward leaving stop him from being a good hostess. "Forgive the appearance. I was trying to do something romantic but it got cut short so by all means, sit down and relax while I put on some clothes and get that COCK screw for you."

Jacob chuckled when he noticed the blush that came over Emmett's face as he slowly backed out of the living room and headed to his private bathroom, located in his Master bedroom, to take a quick five minute shower to remove the oil and jack off before heading into his room to put on some dark blue pajama pants and a white wife beater. Slipping on some dark blue slippers, he headed into the kitchen to retrieve the cork screw before heading into the living room where Emmett and Rosalie sat patiently on the white love seat talking among themselves.

"Here you go Emmett," Jacob said handing the cork screw over to him before seating down in the white sofa adjacent from them. "So again, sorry about earlier, I hope I didn't make anybody uncomfortable."

"Don't worry about it," Emmett brushed off. "You know, Rosie used to always tell me about the flashers she used to encounter out here in New York. I just always assumed she was talking about the subway."

Jacob laughed out loud shaking his head.

"No, they're in the subways, along with the kids selling candy for their "baseball" team, musicians, break dancers, singers, some old guy that does magic, and a little woman who sells bootleg movies. Trust me; it's never a dull moment in New York."

"Oh, tell me about it!" Rosalie chimed in. "On our way over here, our cab driver actually stopped the cab in the middle of an intersection blocking the car that side swiped him just so he could get out and, I kid you not, grab the guy from out of his car and start beating him!"

"What did you do?" Jacob asked.

"Nothing," she answered. "We sat there and watched!"

"Wait, you still stayed in the car?" Jacob asked in disbelief.

"Please, I wanted to leave! This one over here wanted to see the action," Rosalie said pointing a finger at Emmett.

"Come on Rosie, our cab driver flipped the guy over his shoulder, jumped up in the air, and came down on the guy's stomach with his elbow! They don't do shit like that back home! I even recorded it. Here, check this out," Emmett said getting up and sitting next to Jacob as he took out his iphone and browsed through the content until he found the footage. "Ah, here it is. A'ight look."

Jacob took the iphone and watched the footage but he had a hard time concentrating on it with Emmett's close proximity. Not only was Emmett's right side pressed closely into his left side, Emmett then absentmindedly placed his hand on Jacob's inner thigh as he leaned in to watch the footage right along with him. His exquisite scent invaded Jacob's nostrils causing his cock to stir. He fought like hell to maintain a straight face because the truth of the matter was Emmett was all kinds of fuckhot and the fact that he hadn't had a good fuck in months was not helping matters.

While the guys seemed to be engrossed in what was being shown on Emmett's iphone, Rosalie began to feel a slight vibration coming from her blackberry located in her frontal jeans pocket, indicating a text message came through. Pulling out the contraption, Rosalie looked at the name associated to the new message and her eyes grew wide as she suddenly remembered where they were supposed to be right about now.

"Shit Em, why didn't you remind me? Mom just sent me a text. We're supposed to be over there," Rosalie announced standing up looking through her phone. She had told her mother that they'd be over there as soon as they came from the airport but Emmett wanted to empty out some of the boxes that were shipped ahead of time and then they later argued a little bit about where to put everything. Before they knew it, five hours had passed, mom was forgotten, and suddenly the urge to get a little buzzed seemed like the thing to do… under the pretenses of toasting to their new apartment of course.

"Sorry babe," Emmett insincerely apologized moving the hand that was resting on Jacob's inner thigh to behind Jacob's head resting it along the top of the sofa's edge, not giving any notice to Jacob's exhale of relief. The last thing he wanted to do was spend his first night in New York with a woman who constantly found ways to belittle him throughout the years every time she used to come out to visit them for the holidays. One of the reasons the move to New York took so long was due to the fact that he didn't want to be anywhere near his wife's mother… that among other reasons. "You mind going on over there without me? I'm still getting used to the idea that we now live in the same state as your mother so I'm going to need at least 48 hours to prepare myself for her raft. Just saying."

"Fine, I'll call you when I get over there," Rosalie said walking over towards Emmett. She knew her husband and her mother didn't get along, for whatever reason, so it was probably for the best. Besides, it'd give her the chance to lay out the rules on what she would and would not tolerate when it comes to her treatment of her husband. After all, that was one of the stipulations required in agreeing to make this move to New York… among other reasons.

Placing a kiss on her husband's lips, she took the cork screw from out of his hand.

"I'll be back with this Jacob. I'm going to need wine to get through a night with my mother. Later guys."

"Later," Emmett and Jacob both said in union as they watched her head out of the door. By the time they turned their attention back to Emmett's iphone, the footage that was playing ended causing Jacob to hand Emmett back his phone before standing up to stretch.

"So you're hungry?" Jacob asked walking over towards the stereo to turn off the music that was still playing. "I made all this food and I'd hate for it to go to waste so if you're up for it, I could make you a plate."

"Sure," Emmett answered standing up and following Jacob into the silver and white kitchen filled with top of the line stainless steel appliances. Emmett could practically taste the food in the air as the heavenly aroma invaded his nostrils. He looked over at the six burner stove where the aroma was coming from, taking a glance over at Jacob making his way towards the cabinet above the double sink, and looking back towards the living room at the various candles and rose petals scattered around before looking back over at Jacob, sighing to himself. He couldn't figure out which was sadder, watching this guy who, seemed to have went through a lot of trouble trying to create a romantic night, all to end up alone or the fact that he couldn't recall the last time he or his wife had even thought to do something like this for one another in all the years they've been together. Was it better to care and be let down or to not care at all? Interesting. "Can I ask you something Jacob?"

"Yeah, shoot."

"You did all this? The candles… the rose pedals… the food?" Emmett asked sitting at the table in the kitchen.

Sighing, Jacob took two plates from out of the cabinet and placed them on the counter.

"Yeah, I did."

"And Edward, your boyfriend, is the one you did this for, am I correct?"

"Yep," Jacob simply answered while opening up the oven and retrieving the chicken.

"Then why isn't he here fucking your brains out right now?" Emmett asked causing Jacob to pause momentarily from cutting up the chicken. A slight smile crept up on Jacob's face as he turned around to face Emmett.

"Good question," Jacob answered turning his attention back towards the chicken as he placed large pieces on each plate.

"I don't mean to pry but if Rosie ever did anything romantic like this and was standing there naked waiting for me like you were for him, I would be fucking her stupid all night."

Lucky Rose, Jacob thought as he placed the chicken back into the oven and retrieved the macaroni and cheese, scooping up some and placing it on each plate.

"He had to go to work. He's a lawyer so sometimes it gets like that," Jacob replied with a bit of sadness in her voice. He put the macaroni and cheese back and took the top off of the string beans.

"Sounds like Rosie," Emmett added as he stood up walking over towards Jacob and leaning on the counter. "She's a doctor so she's always getting called off to the hospital. In the beginning it got rough but eventually, we made it work."

"How so?" Jacob asked out of curiosity.

"Well, I simply stopped complaining and took on other distractions," Emmett simply stated but looking at Jacob's arched eyebrow made him explain further. "Listen, after a while, I just got tired of arguing. I always knew she wanted to be a doctor and that it would consume a lot of her hours so complaining about it after the fact became pointless. Rosie was out there saving lives and here I was complaining because I had to go another night sleeping alone."

"Emmett, you had every right to complain. Your relationship with her is just as important as her job. If she could make time to work, she should be able to make time for you. It's like with me and Edward, I get that his job is important and yeah, sometimes I feel like an ass for complaining when I know he's out there trying to keep somebody from going to prison, but why should I be made out like the bad guy just because I want a few moments with my boyfriend. I'm not trying to monopolize all of his time. All I want is for him to put as much dedication into our relationship as he does with his clients. I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm tired, Emmett… so tired and it's like… no solution out there to fix it. I've tried, believe me.

"A while back I thought since he spent so much time at the office, maybe I could one day show up at his office and pretend to be one of his clients… then once I got him alone; I would fuck him over his desk." Jacob chuckled humorlessly to himself before continuing. "It worked a few times but that was three months ago and we haven't gotten intimate since. I've tried phone sex, setting up picnics for his lunch breaks, even putting together shit like this with the candles and rose pedals. I just don't know what else to do." Jacob sounding defeated as he handed Emmett both plates to place on the table while he retrieved a bottle of red and a bottle of white wine, along with another cork screw and two glasses before heading towards the table. After Emmett pointed to his desired wine, Jacob popped open the bottles, filling Emmett's glass with white wine and his with red before digging into the food.

"Man, Edward's a lucky man to have someone like you," Emmett complimented halfway through eating his food. "Rosie just doesn't do the shit you do. She's always tired. And you think three months is long, try going SIX months without sex. I'm surprised my balls didn't fall off."

Jacob dropped his fork and looked at Emmett in shock.

"SIX MONTHS?"

"Afraid so," Emmett replied taking the last bite out of his macaroni and cheese. "But you know, I don't even think about it much. After a while, I just got used to her not being around. I had distractions like my online sportswear business I'm running and a few people I would hang with from time to time. I worked out a lot, as you can tell." Emmett unnecessarily gestured towards his broad chest as if there was any chance of Jacob missing that… not looking that hot. "I just stopped complaining and figured this was how it was going to be."

"But don't you have needs? I mean, don't take this the wrong way and if I offend you by saying this then I apologize but look at you. You're fucking hot! If I had you waiting for me in my bed I'd be fucking you into the mattress!"

"Jacob, if we was together and I was waiting for you in bed, the only one who would be doing the fucking would be me because there's no way in hell I'd let your humungous cock anywhere near my virgin ass!"

Jacob nearly choked on his food laughing so hard.

"Well Edward doesn't have any problems taking my cock," Jacob challenged staring Emmett down with a smirk in his face.

"Good for Edward. I'm sure he's used to being fucked in the ass. I don't know how you guys do that shit anyway, especially with what you're working with. Your cock is almost as big as mine!"

Jacob really didn't need to know that. Suddenly, food was the last thing on his mind since now all he could think about was what Emmett's cock looked like and the things he wanted to do with it. Jacob always knew his cock was rather large in an abnormal kind of way but to hear Emmett's cock trumped his in size was something he wanted to see for himself. But just as soon as the thought entered his head, he let it go. He knew he shouldn't be thinking about another man's cock when he had Edward but sexual frustration has been known to cause bizarre fantasies so he wasn't too hard on himself. Besides, he and Edward had discussed the guys they used to fantasize about throughout their relationship so it was no big deal. He just thanked God that Emmett was straight because it was always safe to fantasize about guys you had no chance in hell in getting with. Wanting to get the conversation away from Emmett's cock nonetheless, Jacob decided to change the subject.

"So anyway, what did you think of the food? You wolfed it down like it was nothing."

Looking down at his empty plate, Emmett smiled in satisfaction.

"It was great! Rosie doesn't cook so I haven't had a decent home cooked meal since we went to my parent's house for the holidays. Now that I know you can throw down, you do know I'll be in here all the time to eat up your food right?"

"Good, at least somebody will eat it," Jacob said chuckling to himself.

"Sweet! So, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Nothing, actually. I finished my work assignment earlier today so I wouldn't have to worry about it tomorrow so I'm pretty much free. Why?"

"Well this is my first time in the city so I was hoping maybe you could show me around a bit. You could come over in the morning and I'd make us some breakfast. Rosie's starting her new job tomorrow doing a double so she won't be able to do it. What do you say?"

Jacob smiled and took a sip from his drink. He liked Emmett. Not in a romantic sense but as a potential good friend. A really hot good friend but nonetheless, he could see himself having a lot of fun with Emmett. For a straight guy, Emmett seemed completely comfortable talking about gay related issues, including sex. Jacob had a few straight male friends but he knew he had to be careful with what he said around them because they seemed to tense up whenever the subject matter became anything sex related. But Emmett didn't seem to give a fuck which made Jacob feel more at ease with him. So with that, Jacob had no problem agreeing to hang out with him tomorrow.

"Sure, it'd be fun," Jacob answered bringing his glass of wine up in the air towards Emmett. "We should make a toast. To… ah, what? What should toast to?"

"Um, I'd say let's toast to…" Emmett brought up his glass of wine to align with Jacob's. "Let's toast to… new distractions."

"Alright then… to new distractions," Jacob agreed as they both clanked their glasses together and took a sip of wine.

Jacob watched intensely as Emmett's lips parted slightly for his tongue to slide out to gather the droplets of wine that still lingered on his plump bottom lip. Yes, Emmett McCarthy was definitely going to be a distraction but Jacob wasn't sure just yet if that was going to be a good thing or a bad thing.

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