This is my first twi-slash. I have been a long time lurker and there is some great slash fiction being written on here and I'm really nervous about my first post. I dabbled in a bit of Harry Potter slash many moons ago but I have recently become obsessed with Edward and Jasper. I hope you guys like my offering. If you do, please leave me a review and if you don't, feel free to tell me why. Although if it's just that you don't like slash then it's probably not worth you reading it in the first place.
I find Bella a really irritating and two-dimensional character in the books and the films and although many fanfic writers do write a non-irritating Bella she is always getting the threesome action and I thought that someone else should benefit for a change. Also, in this story Alice and Jasper are the established couple and Edward is the new one being added to the mix.
Chapter 1 – Lust and cannoli
JPOV
Alice and I have been together for 8 years and married for 5. We know pretty much everything there is to know about one another and we are happy, very happy, blissfully happy. Well, apart from one thing...
Recently, I have been having strong urges to be with a man and I when I say be with, I mean be with! It wouldn't be the first time, well not really, I fooled around a little in college before I met Alice but I never went the whole way, I never fucked a man and I've never been fucked by one and lately it is all I can think about. Also, when I say 'a man' I'm not being totally honest. I don't want just any man to fuck me, I want one man in particular – Edward.
Edward, even thinking his name makes my dick twitch and start to harden. I met Edward at the university where I work. I teach history and Edward teaches art and the history of art. I am rubbish at art, I can barely draw a stick figure but I would gladly take his classes as an elective just to hear him talk about form, perspective and colour in his deep, melodious voice.
Alice is understanding, very understanding, too understanding. She loves me and just wants me to be happy. She realises that I don't love Edward; I just want to fuck him, or have him fuck me. Either is fine with me. She knows that nothing can threaten our relationship, we are solid. That being said I'm not sure I could handle seeing her with another woman or another man; I guess that makes me a hypocrite.
Anyway, back to Edward, he is perfection personified. He has amazing, bronze toned, sex hair that you just want to run your fingers through, preferably whilst he's on his knees sucking your cock. (Or maybe that's just me!) He's pale but not pasty and he has the most expressive, intense green eyes. Plus his body is fucking amazing, long, leaned with good muscle tone and broad shoulders. I haven't had the pleasure of seeing his cock yet but I bet it's something to behold too. A paragon of beauty such as him couldn't possibly have a small cock.
All this lusting after him could be totally pointless I have no idea as to his sexual orientation or his current relationship status. For all I know he could be happily married with two kids and not a gay thought or feeling his head (or heads!). I haven't really had a chance to talk to him properly yet, or perhaps that should be, I'm too chickenshit to talk to him. I'm a confident man, I know that I'm pretty easy on the eye and I'm not shy so why can't I just man up and strike up a conversation. The guy is new around here he could probably do with a friend. Except I don't want to be his friend, I want to be his fuck buddy.
It's lunchtime on campus and I'm in the arts and humanities faculty lounge eating leftovers from Alice's Tex-Mex dinner last night when Edward walks in looking gorgeous and fuckable as usual. He raises his hand slightly in acknowledgement of me before strolling over to the coffee maker. He pours a cup, takes a sip and sighs happily.
"Hard morning?" I ask and he nods before taking another sip. A few moments pass which I spent just staring at him until I notice that he's looking at me with a puzzled expression on his face and I realise that I've been staring.
"Do I have something on my face?" He asks. I'd like to sit on your face. I think to myself before answering in the negative.
"Oh okay, I was doing a life drawing class just before lunch and we were using charcoal as the medium and I know I have a tendency to touch my face when I am talking so I thought perhaps.." He trailed off uncertainly.
"No, I was just off in my own little world" One where you and I are much closer together than we are now and I've got your cock in my mouth.
"I hope it's a more exciting place than this faculty lounge?" Edward asked quirking an eyebrow.
"Oh, I can guarantee that." I replied feeling my face get slightly hot. I never blush, never! What the hell is wrong with me? I can't even exchange a few words with the guys without getting hot under the collar.
Edward smiled and raised his mug in silent salute before turning away to get something out of the small fridge. It was my turn to sigh as his shirt rode up slightly at the back as he bent over affording me a delectable view of lower back and ass. His skin looked so smooth it made me want to lick it.
"Hey man, I'm new in town and I could really do with a guide to get to know some of the best places to eat and hang out. I haven't had a good Italian meal in ages and I was wondering if you could recommend a place? I've got a real craving for some cannoli."
This was my in, my chance. "I know a really good Italian place not far from campus and it does the best cannoli I've ever tasted. We can swing by there later if you like?" Please say yes.
"Sure, sounds great. If you don't have any other plans?" Fortunately this was Alice's book group night so I was free as a bird.
" Nope, no other plans other than marking essays and those can definitely wait."
"Cool, meet you in here after classes then?"
"Yeah, my last class finishes at 5; I should be done by half past at the latest."
"See you then." With that Edward picked up his lunch and strolled out of the lounge leaving me in a state of almost painful arousal. I looked at my watch and sighed. My next class was due to start in 10 minutes; I would have to do something about my erection before then. I didn't want to show up to History 101 with the new freshman intake sporting a huge boner and freaking out the co-eds.
I made my way to the faculty men's room and breathed a sigh of relief when I found it was empty. Well, all except the last stall but it would have to do. I entered first stall and released my aching cock from my khakis breathing a sigh of relief as the cool air hit my engorged cock. I didn't have time to make this last I just needed to come and quickly. I began to stroke my cock quite roughly imagining Edward's full lips wrapped around it, sucking me in deep and playing with my balls. My breathing began to come out in pants as I neared my climax. By now Edward was on his knees, my cock buried in his mouth and his wet middle finger circling my hole before pushing in just slightly. The image of Edward sliding his finger into my ass had me cumming all over my hand and down as far as my elbow. I couldn't stop the exclamation "Edwaaardd" coming out of my mouth as my release came. At almost the same time I could have sworn I heard someone saying my name in breathy moan.
Deciding I must be hearing things I tucked myself back in and left the stall crossing the room to wash the jizz off my hands. At that moment the other stall opened and...
Do you hate me for the cliffhanger? I'd love to know what you think.
