Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Wish I did though.
Warnings: No beta, fluff, friendship, slight drug usage, and some swearing.
A/N: First off, thanks for reading :)
If you just want the sexy bits and don't want to know how Emmett is involved or how Jasper stays asleep the whole time, skip to the next chapter when it comes out. If you want to read a bit of plot and friendship stuff, read this too. It's cute, I promise.
JPOV
Seven Days Before:
The six of us are all gathered at Emmett's for our usual post game party time. Back in September we used to party with the rest of the team but somehow word got out that Ben and I are gay and suddenly our team "family" became divided. Guess most football players are still too weird-ed out by gay guys showering together. Ben and I both tried to tell them that just because we're gay doesn't mean we're attracted to them. I mean, Shit, why would I be attracted to such assholes. Fuck no.
But anywho, that's why the cool people who are fine with us homos now party at Emmett's. There's Ben, Tyler, Eric, Mike, Emmett and me. Sometimes we'll invite the girls to come over too but tonight we decided to make it a guy's night. We're all smashed, I mean, totally shitfaced at this point. Each of us has finished at least a six-pack and two or three shit beers on top of that. So, when Emmett decides to start a game of truth or dare, our drunk asses think it sounds like a great idea.
Mostly we ask a bunch of questions because the dares we are able to come up with are either really lame or just plain stupid. And yet, for some reason we are strangely articulate and profound when it comes to asking each other about our personal lives. I've learned way too much about Eric's back acne problem and I know more than needed about Tyler's cat. Both Mike and Emmett have shared some interesting (and I use that word ironically) facts about what they like to do in the bedroom. In fact, all of us have probably shared more than needed in that category.
Just because we've shared too much however, doesn't prevent us from continuing to ask such questions. In fact, after a while, all we ask are questions regarding sex. When it's his turn again, Emmett asks me, "What is something you're ashamed about sexually? I mean, what's something that you would like to change about the way you have sex or want to have sex?"
It never even crossed my mind to lie. Had I known that something was going to come of it, I might have considered lying. Regardless, I answered truthfully. "I have a fetish that I'm ashamed of." Now, technically, that is an answer to the question. But alcohol always makes me share more than I need to, so I continue talking, "Have any of you ever seen sleep creep porn?" Some of the guys nod their heads but Mike and Ben look confused. I give a brief explanation, "It's when somebody molests another person in their sleep. Like a dude will come in and start touching someone when their asleep and sometimes even fuck them or receive a blow job or shit like that. Well, anywho, I think it's fucking hot. And I want to do it. I don't want to be the person awake, I want to be the one that's asleep. I want someone to come into my room and fuck with me when I'm sleeping. And I'm rather ashamed of that. So yeah, that's what I'm ashamed of…" Finally coming to my senses I stop sharing, my cheeks burning up.
The guys are silent for a few seconds before they laugh and move on, continuing to ask embarrassing questions. Eventually we all pass out. The next morning I hardly remember a thing. I know we played truth or dare and I remember sharing something embarrassing but I don't quite remember what it was. When the others wake up I can tell they're in similar situations. We all head home and that is the end of that, or so I thought.
The Afternoon of:
We lost the game today. And therefore, most of the guys aren't up to partying. However, I am currently unattached and Emmett's girlfriend is out of town so I told him we'd hang out regardless. I find myself once again chillin' at his place.
He tells me his baby brother is coming to town sometime tonight for a weekend visit. I tell him that's cool with me. We order pizza and start watching some stand up on comedy central. Emmett says he never restocked the fridge after the party last week so he doesn't have any alcohol but that doesn't bother me any; it's not like we can't have a good time without it.
We're on our second hour of stand up when Emmett pauses the TV and turns to me, a sly look in his eyes, "Hey man, remember that game of truth or dare we played last week?"
"Hey man, remember how we said we'd never talk about it? Whatever's said here, stays here, and that shit?" My tone tells him I'm rather serious about dropping the subject. He either doesn't care or wants to tease me more.
"Exactly, stays here. Which simply means it can't leave my apartment and since we're in my apartment, we can talk about it." He smirks at me. I really don't like where this could be heading. It took me a while but I finally remembered what I had said last week that made me so embarrassed. And I am really hoping Emmett won't bring it up here. No such luck however.
"So, I remember what you said last week about the sleep creep thing." He says it so robotically that I have no idea what he's thinking or what direction he's heading with this. I raise my eyebrow at him and wait for him to continue. "Well, you said you were ashamed of it. Does that mean you'd never do it? Or do you want to? And before you ask, no, I'm not volunteering myself."
I wait for a few seconds to see if he'll give any more information but he's silent. Normally, I'd tell him to fuck off and be done with it. But for some reason I'm curious to see where he's going with this. So I allow myself to think. Emmett can tell I'm seriously considering what he has to say so he's quiet, waiting for me to make up my mind.
I start to think out loud. I've always been better at processing information when I can hear it and I trust Emmett not to make fun of me. "I don't know. It's gross dude. I don't think I could forgive myself if I did it but I want it so bad, ya know?" I'm sure my cheeks are red right now but I've committed myself to talking about this so I won't stop now.
He smiles at me, really smiles and I somehow know that what he's about to say will help me. "Listen Jasper, I'm not going to pretend that I understand, because I don't think it's sexy. But at the same time, I don't think it's wrong. It's creepy if the person asleep doesn't know it's going to happen. But that's not how it would work with you. You want it to happen, and therefore, you'd give your consent to have someone do that to you. If you give your consent then it takes away the creepiness and can become sexy; at least, that's how I see it. I mean, it's really no different than domination play if you think about it; and lots of people have that fetish. I mean, the submissive person wants to be dominated so it's not like it's rape. The same thing applies to you. I think that if you want it, you should do it."
Emmett can be a dick sometimes but it's moments like this that remind me he's actually a big teddy bear, just wanting the best for his friends. And I always forget how smart he is until he decides to show off like that. What he said makes complete sense to me and I can't believe I'd never thought about it like that. He's right and I know what my decision is now, but I can already think of a problem. "Thanks man, what you said helped. So yeah, I think I'd do it if given the opportunity. But the problem is, I don't know anyone who'd do that for me. And once I ask, it kinda takes away the whole anonymous thing; which is most of the appeal for me. So I don't think it will actually ever be able to happen."
His smile gets bigger, "What if I told you I know someone that wants it too? What if I told you that you could go to sleep tonight and wake up a changed man?"
My brain stops, literally I can't think at all. It's like my biggest fantasy is being handed to me on a silver platter but my arms can't move to grab it. I want it; God, I want it. But should I take it? My mouth moves without my permission, "Tonight? But…but how?"
"Well, you'd go to sleep in my spare bedroom and this guy I know would come in and…yeah…I don't think you need me to spell it out for you." He looks at me expectantly, waiting for my answer.
"But who?" Apparently my brain still doesn't want to work quite right.
"I thought you didn't want to know that part?" His voice is teasing me. I want to throw a pillow at him. This is serious for me and he's joking about it. But I don't think I could handle it if he was serious either; it's like he knows I need him to be light hearted so I don't explode or something.
"I don't." 'Do I? Ah shit, this is scary.' But my dick twitches in my pants so…yeah. I guess I have my answer. "I'll do it." Now that I've said the words out loud my heart rate accelerates and I feel like I'm going to pass out. My cheeks feel too hot and my body is jumpy. "Just tell me one thing, I can trust him, right? Like he's not going to cut me up with a knife or some sick shit, right?"
Emmett looks into my eyes and for once I can tell he's completely serious, "I trust him with my life Jasper. And I care about him like I care about you. I found out about a year ago that he has the same fantasy you have and when you told us last week I knew that this could be the perfect opportunity to help two friends out. So…it's really a yes?"
If Emmett trusts him I can do this. I nod my head before I can chicken out.
He jumps up from the couch and gets out his phone. He starts typing on it and sends a text before I even understand what he's doing. "Too late to back out now, he'll be here in two hours. Now, to put you to sleep." I've decided that Emmett is a diabolical evil mastermind and he gets way too much pleasure out of torturing me.
Now that I've decided to go through with this, I have no idea where to start. I know that I want to stay asleep the whole time. Sometimes in a porno someone will wake up half way through and look like they're enjoying it. And maybe if I do it again I'll want to be woken up, but for the first time I don't want to know what's happening. And I know I'm a heavy sleeper but at the same time, if someone is going to fuck me I know I'll wake up. How the fuck do I stay asleep through something like that?
I decide to voice my concerns with Emmett. "I'm a heavy sleeper but I don't think I'll be able to sleep though someone touching me."
Apparently this is 'Emmett has an answer for everything day' because he starts talking right away, "Lucky for you I have an insomnia problem and because I have to sleep for football my doctor prescribed some Ambien. I'll give you one and it should knock you out. But first, do you have any health problems, like liver issues or anything?"
Emmett's going to school to be a physical therapist but he's also taking pharmaceutical classes because his dad's a doctor and he thinks it's interesting, so I trust his judgment with this sort of thing. We are required to have a physical and blood testing every three months because of football so I know I was healthy as of a month ago.
"I'm healthy. I've never taken sleeping pills because I sleep through my alarms in the morning as it is but I've never had an allergic reaction to anything so I think it should be fine. All of my blood tests have come back normal and my blood pressure is good and stuff so yeah…you really think it will work?" I can't help but smile and hope that it will.
He's already nodding his head yes before I can finish my question. He tells me to wait where I am and disappears to his bedroom for a minute before coming back with a bottle of pills. He hands me one and I take it with a bit of my water, nervous now that I know something will happen tonight.
I think Emmett can tell I'm freaking out a little because he starts talking again, "Look dude, I know that it's weird that I'm helping or whatever but I know what it's like to have a fetish, okay. Not many people know this, but I really like to be spanked. I was really nervous to tell Rose about it but she was cool with it when I finally did. We'll have these play sessions now when we take turns helping the other person out with their fantasy and it's been great. I guess I just want my friends to be happy too. I remember how badly I used to want it and now that I have it, I'm so happy I took the chance and told somebody. I know your scared man, and I understand why, but you'll be so happy you did this. Trust me."
I do trust him, or I never would have swallowed the pill. But there's still one thing I want to do before I go through with it and I'm afraid Emmett will make fun of me for it. Once again I'm sure I have a blush on my face. But if Emmett can tell me about him and Rose, surely I can trust him enough to ask for one more favor? "Em…well…In my fantasy I'm asleep so I don't know what he's doing to me. And just the thrill of knowing it's happening is great. But…I want to know what he does too. I want to be able to see it happen and know what it looked like. Can I borrow your computer so I can record it and watch it later?" I'm too afraid to look up at him and see his reaction.
At the sound of his laughter I do look up. He's laughing so hard it looks like he's crying. I'm not sure what I said that's so funny but at least he doesn't think I'm gross. Finally, he calms himself down enough to tell me he was already going to offer it to me for that exact reason. He tells me I can record it and send it to myself but that he doesn't want to see it so I, and I quote, 'better fucking delete it dude.' I try to smile at him but find myself yawning instead. Shit, this stuff works fast.
Again, Emmett giggles at me a little but settles down quickly and simply presses play on the TV like it's no big deal. I don't remember falling asleep but I come into a state of half awakeness sometime later to the sound of Emmett's voice, "…per. Wake the fuck up! Dude!" I feel him shaking my shoulders but it takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm lying down now and I'm not on the couch. I blink my eyes and try to focus on the sound of his voice. "Fucking finally. I carried you to the guest room and have been trying to wake you up, you know, test how well you were out and all that. I've been shaking you for the last two minutes. You didn't even wake up until I started shouting. Guess this is going to work well then." I can feel myself nodding off again and he shakes me until I open my eyes. "Come on man, take off your clothes and then you can sleep if you want. But I'm not going to take them off for you."
Somehow I manage to take off my shirt and jeans and I try to move my feet to take off my socks but my body is so heavy. I hear Emmett sigh and can feel him tug at them so they're off too. I vaguely hear him say something about not taking my underwear off for me and something else about the computer but I close my eyes and drift off before I understand.
A/N: Thanks for reading :) Just so it's clear, I don't condone handing out prescription drugs to people; it's dangerous and can be deadly. Please just assume that Jasper will be okay and because this is a story, it's acceptable.
The next chapter will be Jasper's reaction to the video. I hope you guys liked this even though there was no porn. I just got a little carried away with the fluff and couldn't stop. I blame it on Emmett; he's just too much fun to write. Please leave a review so I know if it's okay to write fluffy stuff too or if you would have just preferred PWP. Also, reviewers will get a teaser for the next chapter- due next week.
-A.S.K