Note: This chapter takes place the next day at school.

I sat on the top of the bleachers, dressed in my usual black wardrobe, not bothering to participate in any of the actives happening below. The rest of my class were dressed in the proper gym uniform and playing some sort of sport. My teacher gave me a stern look from his spot.

"Whitlock, if you don't start playing, you will get an F for the day. It's bad enough you're not dressed properly." He warned, trying to sound intimidating.

Like I give a shit.

I didn't even blink. Sitting out was nothing new for me. I spent my time either skipping class or hanging out at the bleachers with the few friends I had in that class. I never played and I never dressed out for gym either. I refused to wear those repulsive red shorts.

I didn't understand why my teacher still found it surprising. He has seen me do this time and time again and yet he has refused to give up on me, like he thought any minute I would turn around and actually want to be involved. It was quite amusing.

"Give it a rest coach. You're not winning any points with me. I'm not about to break a sweat for a grade. I'll take the F." I voiced from my spot.

He gave me a disappointed look but didn't say anything. Instead, he turned his attention to the basketball game going on.

I watched the game as well as Edward played with his friends. My eyes were clued to his ass, noticing as it flexed every time he bent down and jumped making shot after shot, showing off his skills on the court to his crew and to everyone else. At one point, he brought his white shirt up to dab his sweaty forehead, giving a peek of his built stomach. I squirmed in my seat starting to feel hot and bothered.

Thank god I wasn't wearing the required uniform or else my situation would have been more than apparent. My baggy jeans hid my arousal well.

After a good ten minutes of watching Edward move around the court, I grew bored and desperate for relief. I waited till Edward stopped the game for a water break to make my move. My bench of course was right in front of Edward's view point which made it easier. I made a big spectacle as I said goodbye to my friends, acting as if I was going to skip out on the rest of class. I didn't even have to look back to know Edward was watching or starting to follow me.

I smirked to myself as Edward's crew called after him.

"Hey Edward, where are you going?"

"Umm, the bathroom, I'll be back."

I made my way under the bleachers. Sure enough, a minute later Edward appeared. It was almost scary how well I knew him.

"What are you doing back here?" He asked curious, and looking out of place.

I smirked, pointing my finger towards him, gesturing him to come closer. He didn't even hesitate, stepping over to me.

"Ever suck a dick before?" I asked.

Edward gulped nervously. His eyes showed fear and excitement at the same time.

"On your knees." I ordered.

Shockingly, he did as told.

"What if someone sees?" He questioned worriedly.

"That's half the fun." I stated through a mischief smile.

Edward's eyes traveled down to my hand movements awe struck, as I unzipped my jeans and pushed them passed to knees along with my boxers, revealing myself to him for the first time. He stared at my dick.

Two minutes went by and he had yet to move. I started to get irritated.

"Well, get to work."

"I never…" He started to protest.

"Edward, have you ever watch a girl suck you off?"

He nodded.

"It's the same thing, except this time it's you with the dick in your mouth." I voiced.

Edward blushed before timidly stretching his tongue out, licking the tip. He gave it a few licks, letting his tongue get acquainted with my shaft.

I let out a bored sigh but didn't push him. Instead, I silently hinted what I wanted grabbing a handful of his hair, pulling him nearer. This seemed to spur him on.

Edward allowed his mouth to open around me and pressed his lips around my dick, enclosing it in his wet warmth. I let out a low moan.

He in return whimpered against my dick, causing tickling vibrations.

It was priceless, Edward kneeling on the dirty floor under the bleachers sucking me off.

For never giving a blow job, Edward sure knew what to do. He had one talented mouth. His lips sucked hard against my shaft constricting my movements, creating great friction. His tongue came out flicked at the base of my dick playfully, urging me on.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed unable to hold it in.

I readjusted my hold on his hair, gripping it tighter in my fingers. Edward moaned against my shaft as I thrust against his now eager mouth. I could see Edward's own dick straining against his gym shorts.

I closed my eyes enjoying the blissful sensation when a couple of teenagers started coming over to the bleachers unaware of the action that was taking place below.

I opened my eyes annoyed for the interruption. I couldn't see them but I could certainly hear them as they grew closer. Edward seemed to notice too. His eyes grew big with anxiety and he started to withdraw from my shaft. My grip on his hair restrained his movements.

"Don't even think about stopping." I warned, feeling close to cumming.

Edward somehow manage to pull his mouth far enough to be able to talk, though his words were muffled against my dick.

"What if they see? I can't, I'm not…"

"Relax, they won't see. People only see what they want to see. Besides, we're hidden here. Now shut up before they hear you, and finish what you started." I said, pushing my dick against his lips.

Edward was hesitant to continue but obeyed like a good little boy. I looked through the cracks in between the benches to figure out where the groups of teens were going. The loud group decided to sit on the bench right above where we were located.

Perfect.

It didn't escape my knowledge either that it was Edward crew.

Even more perfect.

Edward didn't say anything but I could tell he was freaking out. His body stiffened and his movements were careful, robotic like. I didn't care though, as long as I still got off.

His crew started a new conversation about Mr. popular himself. I could see Edward tilt his ears towards the loud group, curious as to what they would say behind his back. I grinned at this. It was like getting my cake and eating it too. I got to get my dick sucked and hear some shit on the school's so called favorite jock or should I say jerk.

"Man, you see that girl Edward's dating now, Bella or whatever?"

"Yeah, talk about hot. You think Edward hit that yet?"

"Please we're talking about Edward here, without a doubt."

"I wonder if she's a freak in the sheets?"

I grew piss hearing the scumbags above talk about my sister like she was some slut. I pulled hard on Edward's hair making him wince in pain. He brought his hand up to push me off but that only made me tug harder. He moaned in pain around my shaft.

Suddenly a thought accorded to me. I could be loud and inform Edward's crew that he was down below sucking me off, putting their perverted thoughts of Edward and my sister to rest. Edward's eyes locked with mine as if he knew what I was thinking, his eyes pleaded with me.

I decided to forget the idiots above and focus on what I was after, my release. I quicken my pace. Edward was a statue now, with his mouth open. I did all the work thrusting into his mouth until I came.

Edward choked on the liquid, not expecting it. He spit my cum out onto the ground beneath him. Once his eyes return to mine, he glared. Obviously pissed I didn't warn him when I was about to cum.

"Opps." I voiced dryly, not really caring.

He looked like he wanted to tell me off but the sound of his crew above held him back. Edward glared at me waiting till his gang decided to leave in search of Edward themselves.

I smirked as he got off his dirt covered knees, panting with anger.

"You better go. Your crew is looking for you. You wouldn't want them to get suspicious now would you?" I teased.

Edward stormed over getting in my face.

"You're an asshole. I should just kick your ass. Why do I put up with your shit?"

I used his confusion to my advantage pushing him. He stumbled back but was able to steady himself. He glared back as I moved forward backing him up against the side of the bleachers. I got in his face, letting my breath sweep across his face.

"Because secretly you love it. You love not knowing how am going to act or what am going to do. It's a rush for you. It excites you." I whispered, rubbing myself against his rock hard dick.

He groaned throwing his head back. I bit down on his exposed neck.

"Jasper." He moaned.

"Edward, you out there?" One of Edward's friends called out.

Edward groaned in frustration but didn't move.

"You better go." I voiced amused.

He nodded in agreement. I pulled my pants back up to find Edward still there with curious eyes.

"How, umm, how did I do?"

I smirked seeing his lack of confidence.

"I came didn't I."

He gave a small smile in return before heading out.

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