J/E. All human.

I do not own Twilight or its characters.

This story will not have a beta as it is purely written to take my mind off school and roommate issues. Any mistakes are mine. Please let me know if I need to fix anything.

Warnings below…

Hello dear friends. We gather here today to hear a story. It is a cautionary tale full of porn without plot. A warning now: any young viewers out there must avert their eyes now for this story is not for the young. Likewise, any orthodox Catholics must also advert their eyes, as this story pertains to two men in a homosexual relationship committing hennas acts with their penises and assholes (more commonly known as slash, yaoi or boy-sex). Also, It must be forewarned that this story will contain profanity and odd sexual kinks. My advise, should you wish to hear it or not, is to simply go with it- you may find you like it.

And so, pull up a chair, sit back and relax as our tale begins now…

After years of being with one another, Jasper and Edward's life had become routine. Edward would come home from a hard day's work at the hospital where Jasper would have dinner and a cold beer waiting for him. Jasper was working on tenure and was therefore taking a sabbatical to write: "The Civil War: A History of Brother Against Brother." He worked mornings and took the afternoons off to clean house and make sure Edward was comfortable when he came home.

The two had a commitment ceremony fifteen years ago to recognize themselves as life partners in front of their friends and family. As the days went on, their lives became routine. Neither man had wanted children so there was really nothing new or exciting entering their lives at any time. Now their lives could only be described as comfortable. The most out of the ordinary thing that happened to the two would be when Edward ran into someone at work that they had gone to high school with. The two would take a few minutes to reminisce and move on with their lives.

Seventeen years ago when they had first started dating, Jasper would never have seen himself as "The Susie Homemaker." Back then he was full of adventure and was living life like there was no tomorrow. Back then he flirted with all the cute guys, wore faded jeans and a leather jacket and rode around on his Harley. Who would have thought that Edward would have made him change so much?

Now at thirty-four, Jasper still wore his faded jeans but his leather jacket had lone ago gathered dust in his closet and the Harley had been replaced with a more sensible hybrid. Jasper wasn't unhappy with his life. On the contrary, he was very happy with the way his life had turned out.

He liked having someone he could rely on in times of trouble. Two years ago, when his sister Alice had passed away from breast cancer, Jasper had taken the greatest comfort in knowing that Edward was there with him, for him; always. Edward was Jasper's rock. Whenever Jasper would do something wild and crazy and fall flat on his face, Edward would be there to catch him. Whenever Jasper had a bad day at work, Edward would be there to hold him and tell him things would be okay. Really, Jasper was happy with his life.

Lately however, something seemed a little off. Lately Jasper had been thinking that his life seemed a little too normal, too routine. Every day was the same: he would wake up in the morning, kiss Edward goodbye as he left for work, sit down at his computer for six hours, clean one room of the house, fix dinner, spend the evening watching TV with Edward or reading a book and then, a few times a week they would have sex.

Even the sex was routine. It would start out with a kiss on the lips. Jasper would then: undress his partner, play with Edward's nipples, receive a blowjob, prepare Edward and then fuck him. There was no mystery in the sex anymore. No happiness or joy. No heat or passion. No variety.

Jasper didn't know if he could take any more of it. So, Jasper devised a cleaver plan. For one week, Jasper decided he would change things up. For one week his life would be anything but ordinary.

And this my friends is how that week goes…

A/N: Thanks for reading. There will be a total of seven more short chapters and a very short epilogue. Please let me know what you think. This story was inspired by "Snow Days" by Marmar23 (for no particular reason- I just thought of it when reading her story) and "Rediscovering What Matters" by my personal favorite author: rmhale.

-Laura