I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT WHAT SO EVER! STEPHANIE MEYER RIGHTFULY GETS ALL THE CREDIT! I OWN NOTHING!

Hello everyone! This was supposed to be a oneshot, but I was running out of time and I wanted to post it today, so it's going to be a twoshot:) I was hoping this could be a little practice for my story Apocalypse, since I have never written a lemon before. So tell me what you guys think. But, I have to say that there's not much lemon in here, only a little tiny slice. Just to warn you:)

And yes, there IS some man on man loving in here, so if you don't like then please kindly escort yourself out. Thank you and REVIEW!

Chapter 1

Anatomy Class

I was getting exceedingly tired with the same old routine that I kept up. Get up, shower, get dressed, go to school, homework, and then go to bed. I craved variety in my boring schedule. How to get that, though, was still a mystery. I groaned in boredom when the last minute bell rang, signaling everyone to get to class.

I slammed my locker door shut as I trudged to my last class of the day. Anatomy wasn't hard. As a matter of fact, it was increasingly easy for me. I was considered the nerd in my family. Emmett was the football star jock, Rosalie the popular cheerleader, Jasper the cool badass, and Alice was the so-freaking-weird-girl-that-everyone-knows-but-loves-her-nonetheless type.

Me? Well, I was comfortable exactly where I was, which was normally in the background behind the shadows. Barely anyone gave me a second thought, excluding the teachers and facility of the school, which wasn't saying much.

I only had two years left of this high school hell, though, and then I'll be gone for good. I could not wait until my high school career was over.

I plopped into my assigned seat three minutes before the final bell rang, which was all the way in the corner in the back of the room. The juniors and seniors barely gave me a second glance as they pointedly ignored the small sophomore in their class. It was only the second month of the new school year, and I was already bored to shit.

Finally, the bell rang and everyone gave their attention to the teacher standing in front of the room. Beside him was a student that I haven't seen before.

I eyed him with an attentive interest. He was cute. Really cute. Like…hot cute. He had copper skin that was thick with muscle that you only obtained from manual labor or working out. He had long black hair that was pulled into a low ponytail, his long hair trailing down the middle of his back. His eyes were so brown that they looked black. Laugh lines covered the corners of his lips, which were pulled into a sexy smirk. His face was strong with sharp curves to his jaw and cheekbones.

Holy fucking hell! This boy was fucking fine!

It's no secret that I preferred dick to pussy. I made that abundantly clear in eighth grade. I have never been shy of my sexual preference. I was who I was and if no one could accept that, well, screw them.

My only problem was that I haven't found a guy sexy since my freshmen year with a senior named James Matson. We dated all the way through my freshman year until the very last day of school, when he broke it off with me to date some slut named Victoria. Needless to say, I wasn't ready to date after James.

But this boy…I was willing to get back into the game if he wanted to have a go at me. I watched with shining eyes as the teacher introduced this mysterious stranger.

"Everyone, I would like you all to welcome a new student to this class. He's also a sophomore, so please be kind and show him respect. His name is Jacob Black."

At the mention of his name, Jacob gave a small wave to everyone in the room with his smirk still plastered on his handsome face. When his eyes fell on me, I shuddered involuntarily. His eyes were just too penetrating. I felt like he could literally see right through me.

"Now, everyone, get your homework out while I escort Jacob to his new seat."

As everyone moved to do as they were told, Mr. Meastas walked Jacob towards his seat, which, consequently, was right next to me.

"Edward," Mr. Meastas smiled down at me. I smiled back, unable to say anything because of how close Jacob was to me. He was literally only a few inches away from my slightly quivering body.

"Would it be all right if Jake sat with you this year?"

I nodded, still unable to functionally speak my own words.

Mr. Meastas nodded. "Great." He turned to Jacob, who was currently staring at me with an unfathomable expression in his deep eyes. I gulped as I tried to repress another shiver. "Jacob, this is Edward Cullen. He is also a sophomore." With that, Mr. Meastas turned and walked back to the front of the room.

I also turned to the front of room, only to avert my eyes from the new boy now sitting right next to me. As I tried to block him out, I felt his eyes burning fiery trails all over my body. I shifted subconsciously under his gaze.

"Hello," Jacob said after a minute. His deep voice nearly caused me to cream my pants right then and there.

"H-h-hello," I replied in a small voice. Jacob chuckled at my lack of speaking skills. His deep laughter, rich and smooth, did not help my hardening arousal at all.

It was another minute before he spoke up again.

"This school is rather small," he murmured as Mr. Meastas put a new assignment on the board that was to be due at the end of class.

"Forks is a small town," I replied, actually pleased with my response. It wasn't broken with stuttering and it contained more than one word.

He laughed and my cock twitched in my pants.

"This is true," he whispered as he pulled his anatomy textbook out and started to do the work assigned on the board. I let out a relieved sigh as I pulled my own book out, happy that the conversation ended.

~b~

A few months passed in the same routine, which was such a shocker…

Jake and I never spoke more than a few sentences to each other every day, but it was enough to drive me to insanity. After the first day of meeting him, it wasn't too bad. But as the days dragged into weeks and weeks into months, the boy started to slowly creep into my mind. I couldn't get a minute's rest without him popping into my head, always with that sexy ass smirk on his gorgeous face. After a few weeks, Jacob started to appear in my dreams, as if him occupying my mind while I was awake wasn't enough, he had to star in my most vulnerable time while I was asleep.

Not long after he started to star in my dreams, he started to appear in my most intimate visions. I constantly found myself waking to wet sheets in the morning with an uncomfortable and sticky feeling in my sleeping pants. If that wasn't bad enough, everyday after school, I had to relieve my swollen arousal as soon as possible or I felt like I was going to explode. I swear I've beaten my dick in the past few months than I ever had in my entire teenage life. It was getting ridiculous.

My family was starting to notice the change in me as well, though they didn't know what it was. Alice was the only exception. She always had the annoying little knack of knowing everything.

"So have you fallen for someone new, Edward?" she asked me in her chiming voice one day while I was watching TV. The family had left on a shopping excursion a few hours ago. The only ones left were me, Alice, and Carlisle, who was currently upstairs in his office.

I looked over at my sister in amazement. "How in the hell do you do that, Alice?" I griped.

She only shrugged her shoulders as she jumped over the couch to land next to me, landing Indian-style on the cushion.

Thinking about Indian-style caused me to think about Quileute, which in turned caused me to think about Jacob. Thinking about Jacob made me think about his sexy smirk and deep black eyes. My cock twitched to life again at the vision of Jake in my head. I groaned. God, not again! I could not get hard in front of my all too observant sister.

"So, have you?" Alice questioned again. Her large blue eyes were inquisitive with curiosity.

I rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back to the television. "To answer your question, Allie, no, I have not fallen for anyone new."

Alice huffed as she crossed her tiny arms in front of her chest, her blue eyes uncharacteristically filled with black anger.

"James fucked you up. You do know that, right?"

Out of all of my adopted siblings, Alice seemed to be the most understanding when it came to my sexual orientation. It wasn't like the rest of the family shunned me away, they still welcomed me with open arms and a smile on each of their faces, though Emmett loved to tease me until I was red in the face.

With Alice's understanding came a fierce protectiveness, even though I was a few months older than her. When she found out that James had pretty much kicked me to the curb, Alice came unhinged. She wanted to tear his throat out with her own hands. I had to literally beg her not to do anything. She wouldn't relent until I promised her that I would go on a three-hour shopping spree. She had yet to cash in on that deal.

"And how is that?" I asked without taking my eyes off the television screen. I didn't want to admit it, but I knew she was right. I still wasn't completely over James. Keyword there was completely. Though I tried my best to move on and forget, there was a small part of me that still craved to be in James's arms again. To be held, and kissed, and loved. I honestly thought that I would lose my virginity to him.

James was the only guy I ever went far with. We never reached The milestone, though. We did other things, though. Blowjobs, handjobs, with the occasional fingering here and there, but we never did it.

Jacob's face popped in my head. I could definitely see me going all the way with him. The only thing was that I had no clue if he had the same feelings that I shared with him. I didn't think I was falling in love with the Native American, but I did think I was falling in lust with him. Those dark eyes and long black hair that I could see myself carding my fingers through and tighten my fist in as he pounded into me had me weak in the knees and my cock thicken in a lusty haze.

I could imagine his strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist as he held me up, his own cock sliding in and out of me in such a torturous but delicious pace. I whimpered at the thought. My all too observant sister caught onto the noise sound and she raised a perfect eyebrow cynically. I refrained from looking her in the eye as my face heated to a crimson red.

"Why do I have a sudden feeling telling me that you're not being completely honest with me when you say you haven't fallen for anyone?"

I shrank from underneath her penetrating gaze. "I was telling you the truth, Alice," I told her in a small voice. "I haven't fallen for anyone, new or otherwise."

She continued to stare at me, a shimmer of mischief glimmering in her sky blue eyes. "But you have your eye on a hunk of meat," she stated simply.

The fact that I didn't answer immediately was just enough for her.

She squealed in delight as she bounced in her seat, her hands coming together to clap in sync with her bouncing.

"Yay, yay, yay!" she squealed loudly, her excitement peaking.

"Alice?" Carlisle called from upstairs. "Is everything okay?"

"Everything is just wonderful, Carlisle!" Alice yelled in her trilling voice. She turned back to me, her eyes brighter than ever.

"So, what's his name?" she asked in anticipation. "When did you meet him? Do I know him? What grade is he in? Is he in any of your classes? How gorgeous is he on a scale of one to ten? Ten being butt-ass ugly and one being cream-your-pants-just-by-looking-at-him?"

I stared at my sister with narrowed eyes and brows raised. I shouldn't have expected less from her. She leaned in towards me with a huge expectant grin on her face.

I sighed heavily as I turned to face her fully.

"His name is Jacob Black," I said softly. "He's a new kid in my anatomy class and he's a sophomore. He's Native American."

"Ah," Alice cooed softly. "So he has those dark eyes and caramel skin going for him."

I nodded as Jacob once again floated into my psyche. I groaned weakly as he took on that sexy smirk he always had.

"How sexy," Alice asked with amusement.

"On your scale?" I questioned.

She nodded.

"A definite one."

Alice squealed loudly.

"Alice…," Carlisle called from upstairs again. "Lower your voice, please."

"Sorry!" Alice called back again. She turned back to me with a devilish smirk on her face. "I have to meet this new hunk of meat," she told me. "I have to make sure he's not on asshole like James was." Her face soured at the mention of James.

I shook my head at her. "Alice, I don't think that would be a very good idea."

Alice pouted at that. "And why is that?"

"Because I'm not even sure that he's gay."

"Then ask him," Alice pointed out like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I shook my head again, mostly in disbelief. How in the hell was I supposed to bring that conversation up?

Hello, Jacob. I find you extremely mouth watering, so I was wondering, just so that I could get some piece of mind, are you gay? Because I am. So if you are, it would be very nice to know, for I would like you to pound me into your sheets. Now, please make an incision lateral to the chest of the meek.

No.

"I'm not going to ask if he's gay, Alice," I hissed at my sister.

Alice continued to stare at me with narrowed eyes. Suddenly, her eyes brightened and a warm smile crossed her face. "Fine," she said in a happy voice. With that, she got off the couch and walked towards the kitchen with an unfathomable expression on her face.

I followed her with wary eyes. Alice just gave up her end of the argument without me threatening to do something drastic. I gulped audibly.

She was planning something.

~b~

It was a few more days after my little talk with Alice, and I still hadn't progressed in my quest to find out Jake's sexual preference. To be bluntly honest, I was too scared to shit to downright ask him anything concerning him liking cock. What if he was a homophobe and he didn't want anything to do with me if he found out that I was gay? I didn't think I could handle that.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Everyone packed up as quickly as possible, but I lagged behind. I was too busy watching Jacob pack his things. I watched analytically as his muscled rippled and moved as he bent down to grab his bag from the floor. I couldn't hold back the groan that escaped me.

Jacob glanced over at me, a perfect eyebrow raised in question. I quickly adverted my eyes and started to quickly pack my own things up. I could still feel his dark gaze on me and I felt heat color my cheeks.

"How was your day, Eddie Boy?" he asked me with his signature sexy-ass smirk. He started this little nickname a few weeks ago. I couldn't help but smile every time I heard him utter the endearment.

"Fine," I muttered as I put all of my attention to stuffing my folders in my bag. "Nothing too eventful. Except the finding your hot ass in the seat next to me. I smirked at the thought. "And yours?"

"Same old same old," he said quietly. I turned to face him, only to lock my eyes on his dark ones. We stared at each other for the longest moment. My lips parted slightly as I took in his gorgeous face for the thousandth time. His black eyes were clouded with an emotion that I couldn't identify. His hair was up in its usual ponytail, the long strands flowing down his back like a black, silky river. Jacob was about to open his mouth, but a chipper voice cut him off.

"Hi, there!"

I groaned loudly as I glared daggers at my sister. "Alice!" I quipped sharply. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Alice regarded me with a cool glance, her smile still in place. "Emmett wanted me to hunt you down so that we could leave." She turned back to Jacob. "Hi, I'm Alice."

She reached out her tiny hand for Jake to grasp. Her hand all but disappeared as his own hand swallowed hers whole.

"Jake," Jacob introduced with an easy smile.

I watched cautiously as Alice's eyes brightened with recognition, her lips pulling into a devious smirk. I bit my lip as I waited for Alice to do what she planned on doing.

"Ah, so you're the one my brother was talking about," Alice smiled.

"Alice!" I hissed. "Can we not?"

"So you've been talking about me behind my back, Eddie Boy?" Jacob smirked as he turned his attention to me. I gulped loudly as my cock twitched in my pants. He was just too damn sexy for his own damn good.

"Nothing bad," I said quickly. "Just telling her all about my lab partner—"

"Are you gay, Jake?" Alice asked suddenly. My eyes popped out of their sockets as I stared at Alice in shock. What in the freaking hell was wrong with her? You don't just ask people if they were gay or not. That's just not how things are done. I glanced nervously as Jacob. He seemed to be taken aback by my sister as well.

"Alice!" I hissed loudly.

"Alice turned her annoyed gaze onto me. "What?"

"You don't just blurt stuff out like that all free willy nilly. It's extremely rude and uncalled for. I'm sure Jacob's—"

"Yes, I am," Jacob interrupted, his expression calm. "Why do you ask?"

Alice smiled at that and I couldn't keep back a groan of humiliation.

"Because my brother has a huge crush on you and he had difficulties expressing his own desires out loud."

I hid my face from behind my hands, my entire body glowing red from embarrassment. Please, God. Just take me now!

I peeked out from between my fingers at Jacob. He had a huge grin on his face as he grabbed his bag and got out of the seat. He didn't comment on Alice's statement. He just walked to the door with the smile still on his face. As he was about to go, he looked over his shoulder at me and winked. My stomach did a thousand flips, my cheeks still glowing a slight pink.

"See you tomorrow, Eddie Boy," he said and then he walked out the door.

As soon as he was gone, I smacked my sister on the arm with the back of my hand. "What the fuck, Alice?" I growled. "What was that all about?"

Alice rolled her eyes at me. "Well, how are you supposed to know if he's gay if you're not even going to ask?"

My lip curled over slightly. "I was going to ask in a more subtle way."

Alice snorted loudly at that. "And how well was that working out for you?"

I didn't respond. I just grabbed my bag from the table and walked towards the door, leaving Alice behind me. "I swear, Alice," I threatened without looking at her. "I am never you anything ever again!"

Alice's trilling laughter followed me out the door.

~b~

After Alice's little conversation with Jacob, he had yet to speak one word to me. That was two weeks ago. Jake hasn't even looked at me. I found myself falling into a sort of depression. Emmett has tried to cheer me up with his teasing, but gave that up quickly when I wasn't responding the way he wanted. Esme and Carlisle were starting to worry about me, but I assured them that I would get over it soon. I found myself hanging out with Jasper more, but only because he always seemed to know how to calm me down like none other.

It wasn't until the Tuesday after the two Jacob-less weeks that he finally talked to me. It was at my locker, two periods before anatomy. I closed my locker to find him standing behind the door.

I was about to open my mouth to apologize for my sister's brazen words, but he beat me to the punch.

"If I told you to remain calm in anatomy today, would you do it?"

I stared at him with confused eyes. What the hell was he talking about? I was about to ask that very question, but he stopped me again.

"Just answer the question," he stated firmly. He was leaning one shoulder on the rows of lockers, his hands stuffed inside his jeans pockets. He was staring at me with such an intense gaze, that I thought he could literally see right through me.

I bit my lip as I tried to make sense of his words. I watched with slightly amused eyes as his black orbs latched onto my lip, his gaze still intense.

"It depends on what you plan on doing," I hedged.

Jacob sighed heavily, his hot breath fanning over my face. I couldn't help the shiver that passed through me. It was like a reflex.

"Just yes or no," he pleaded softly. His eyes switched back to mine, his gaze so much like a begging puppy. It was fucking adorable.

I hesitated a little bit, still wondering what Jake was planning. "Yes," I finally conceded.

Jacob's smirked with a raised eyebrow. "Great," he practically purred. Without another word said, he walked away from me towards his own class, leaving me wondering what was going to happen in anatomy today.

~b~

I was understandably nervous as I walked into anatomy. I spotted Jacob hunched over some piece of paper, seemingly absorbed in his work. I walked casually to my seat. I glanced over to find him doing some math work. I slowly eased into my seat. Jacob didn't glance at me twice as Mr. Meastas called the class to order. He pulled a large television on a black cart to the center of the room in front of the tables.

I smiled slightly. I loved movie days. I get to sit back and do nothing. The teacher popped the VHS into the player and asked one of the students to turn off the lights. Immediately, the room was shrouded in darkness except for the light glow that the television gave off.

Everyone grew silent as the movie played. I was also paying attention to the screen until Jacob pushed a notebook in front of me. The glowing light from the movie was just enough to let me read his words.

You said you'd remain calm, right?

I glanced sideways at him, but his eyes were on the TV. I picked up my pencil and wrote down my answer and shoved the notebook back.

It depends on what you're going to do

Jacob chuckled before he responded.

Just trust me on this. I know you'll like;)

I shivered slightly before I answered back.

I don't know…

Jake sighed heavily.

PLEASE! I really want to do it

I read his words over a few times, deciding on whether or not to let him do what he wanted. I glanced back over at him with a skeptic face. He was watching me with pleading eyes, once again looking like a begging puppy.

"Please," he mouthed, his eyes deeply furrowed.

I debated it for another minute before mouthing back, "Fine."

The smile I got back was priceless and my stomach did flips again. Jacob looked back towards the television. I watched him for a minute, waiting for him to do something. When nothing out of the ordinary happened, I turned back to the center of the room.

I jumped about ten feet in the air when I felt his heavy hand on my thigh. I looked down at it frantically as it just rested there. I moved my eyes back to Jake, but he was still watching the movie. I swallowed heavily before returning my attention to the film, trying desperately to ignore his hand and the reaction it caused in my body.

A few minutes later, I felt his hand move slowly towards my crotch. I jumped again before turning sharply to Jake.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I whispered harshly. But I didn't remove his hand from me.

Jake just looked at me with a cool gaze. He didn't respond back. He only started to rub me back and forth. I arched involuntarily into his touch, a light gasp falling from my lips. My cock responded greedily to his ministrations. It hardened more quickly than it ever has, spurred on by Jacob's actions.

This was wrong. I needed to stop this before it went any further. We were in the middle of class, for God's sake! Anyone could see what we were doing.

I gritted my teeth as I growled at Jake. "Stop," I muttered lowly.

All he did was his notebook and start writing something, his hand not relenting its touch. I stared at him in disbelief. How was he able to write when he was doing this to me? When he was done, he handed the pad to me.

I thought you said you would remain calm, Eddie Boy

I groaned softly as he rubbed me harder. I grasped my pencil in a firm hold and scrawled my own word—which came out blocky and scratchy and took twice as long to write—and threw it at him.

I didn't know that you had this in mind!

Jake rolled his eyes.

Well, if you don't like it so much, then why don't you remove my hand? I promise I won't put it back

I whimpered at that. Even though I knew that this was wrong, I couldn't give up something that just felt too damn good. After a few moments, I shook my head, telling him that I didn't want this to stop. Jacob grabbed the notepad again and wrote something underneath his original words.

Hold on, baby boy. It's going to be a bumpy ride

I whined loudly at the extra endearment. Some of the students looked back at us before turning around in boredom. I held my breath as Jake slowly unzipped my pants. I tried to keep as quiet as possible. That flew out the window, though, when Jacob finally reached to my leaking cock. I gasped loudly and all eyes turned to me.

"Everything all right back there, Edward?" Mr. Meastas asked from the front of the room.

I nodded my head quickly. "Uh huh."

As soon as everyone turned their attention away from us, Jacob grasped my cock between his large and oh-so warm hands and started to pump me slowly, leisurely. I twitched pathetically in his hands. It's been too long since my dick has felt hands that weren't my own. It was a little refreshing. And it felt so good.

Jake smiled as he swiped his large thumb over the sensitive head, gathering the precum he found there and smearing it the best he could down the shaft. My breathing was labored as I clenched my fingers around the table, trying desperately to hold on to this earth as Jacob's hand pushed me higher and higher with each pump.

A deep chuckle resounded from my right and I almost creamed my self right then and there. Jake pushed the pad towards me again.

Do you want me to stop now, Eddie Boy?

I didn't bother to pick up my pencil, knowing that my handwriting would be too sloppy to read.

"No," I whispered with my eyes closed. I shook my head to emphasize my answer. "No."

Another chuckled caused my hips to buck on their own accord. I nearly cried out when he swiped his thumbnail into my slit. I couldn't take much more of this if he continued. I was going to explode. I could already feel the heated coil in the pit of my stomach tightening, just waiting for the explosion of pleasure and release of tension.

Jacob seemed to sense this as he stroked me harder and rougher. I felt him lean in closer to me so that his lips were right next to my ear. I shivered harshly and my rapid breaths turned into short pants of air.

His warm tongue traced the outer shell of my ear. Another shiver escaped me. Suddenly, his husky voice laden with lust filled my ear.

"Cum, Edward. I want to see you cum."

How could I resist a demand like that? I barely missed escaping any noises as my essence shot out onto his awaiting hand. My body convulsed and seized as I rode out the waves of rapture. My hips lifted off of my seat for a moment or two before collapsing back down. My head was spinning with the high of an orgasm. My cock twitched and then softened in Jake's hand. The selfish bastard got his fill of pleasure today.

As soon as I was calmed down from my orgasm, I looked towards Jake. His eyes were on me as he wiped his hand off on a few sheets of blank paper. What he didn't get off, he wiped clean with his mouth. My cock twitched as I took in the image of him taking down my semen. His eyes closed in desire as a light groan slid from deep within his chest. His eyes opened back up to look at me. We stared at each other for the longest time, lost in pleasure.

Suddenly, the bell rang, causing both of us to jump out of our seat. I quickly zipped myself back up when the lights were turned back on. Jake took a second to look at me before packing his things. He didn't say one words as he crumpled up the pieces of paper that had my cum on it into a ball. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the door, throwing the ball of paper into the trash and leaving me behind with my eyes wide and mouth opened in shock.

I tried to collect myself as I grabbed my things, my head spinning from what just happened.

What the hell was that?

So, what did you guys think? Remember that this is my first "lemon" so I'm just a rookie at this kind of stuff. I would love feedback, though:) And I'll will have the second chapter up if I get some good feedback, so please REVIEW!