A/N: Again, sorry this took so long to write. I've been having horrible writers block and this chapter just took a lot out of me. Sorry.

Warnings: Other than the normal, this chapter contains: rimming, role-play and mild voyeurism/exabisionism

No beta and I really don't own...

Friday-
EPOV

Six thirty came too early. Stretching and shifting Jasper off I made my way to the shower. By the time I made it downstairs and had eaten my toast, Jasper was up and waiting with my lunch and a goodbye kiss.

Work was fine - nothing to write home about but thankfully not so boring that it dragged by. Today was Bella's day off so Angela was on call. I was looking forward to having the next two days off to spend with my love. When six o'clock came around I was happy to be getting home. Jasper had looked so excited as he was saying goodbye this morning so I knew he had something fun planned tonight.

When I got home a note was taped to the door. It read:

Edward,

Tonight I'd like to try something new. I think it may be fun to do a bit of role-playing.
Please wear the outfit lying out on the bed. Come to 38739 SW Main St.
in Port Angeles at 9 tonight. When you see me, pretend not to know me.

You remember when we took that Drama class in high school? We played an improve game
called 'yes and.' In the game we had to continue the scene by agreeing with whatever
our scene partner said. So, tonight, just agree with what I say and play off it- okay?

Dinner is in the fridge. I love you. If at any time you don't want to play along,
please don't. The last thing I want is to make you feel uncomfortable.

Yours Forever,
Jasper

Curiosity got the better of me and I practically ran up the stairs two at a time. Laying on the bed was: a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a form fitting black shirt, a leather belt, my reading glasses, black socks, black leather soled dress shoes and a new bottle of cologne.

The outfit was not something I would have normally worn (I was too old to pull of the sexy twink look) and Jasper knew it. My curiosity was only mildly sated when I saw what I was to wear. I still had no idea where I was going or what I was going to be doing. One thing was for sure, whatever he had planned for tonight would certainly be different.

Turning on the computer I googled the address on the note and was shocked at what I found- this was new. My heart started pounding in my chest and my cheeks flushed as I thought about what the night could bring.

Eating my dinner I tried to kill time by idly watching some TV but my mind kept wandering to what Jasper could have planned. At eight I jumped in the shower and got ready for the night. Grabbing my wallet, I said goodbye to Kitty and left for our mystery date.

I could hear the music from the parking lot as I made my way to the club and my nerves returned ten fold. Jasper and I hadn't been to a club in a long time. The bar- sure; a club- no. The sign outside read, "Rico's: established March 2010." And that explained it- until a few months ago, the closest gay club was three hours away - not to mention most gay clubs were full of twinks only looking to get laid and we were both taken.

Taking a deep breath I showed my ID to the bouncer and walked in. If I thought the music was loud outside, it was nothing compared to the mind-blowing sound inside. But my hearing was only one of my senses that quickly became overloaded. My eyes were practically bulging out of my sockets trying to take in all that was around me.

There were two stories to the establishment. To the left of the door was a raised seating area and a bar, to the right was the dance floor. In the back was a stairwell that led to a sort of loft area that looked over the dance floor below. Deciding to make my way over to the bar so I could keep a lookout for Jasper, I sat down and ordered a Black Butte Porter- a northwest brew.

The smooth taste warmed me and before I knew it I was mostly done with my first beer. It was ten past nine and I still hadn't caught sight of Jasper. Where the fuck could he be? As I sat the beer down, the bartender came up and placed a shot and a folded piece of paper in front of me. Nodding his head down the bar he said, "From the gentlemen over there." And then he was gone.

I looked over and sitting at the other end of the bar was the love of my life. He lifted the shot in front of him, raised his glass to his lips and knocked it back. Placing the empty glass on the counter, he smiled at me, winked and walked onto the dance floor. I watched him disappear into the crowd then turned my attention back to the paper in front of me.

Baby,

So, lets play a little game, shall we? Pretend you don't know me and I'll pretend I don't know you.
And we'll pick each other up. Okay? That means you have to flirt dear- you know you want to ;)

And remember, if at any time you don't want to play, tell me-
I won't be mad. Tonight is about you too. Love you darling.

Yours Forever,
Jasper

Excitement raced trough my veins as I read and then re-read his note. He wanted to role-play? Well fine, I would do my best. Jasper and I didn't really flirt anymore. Why would we when we didn't have to? So, it goes without saying that I was a little nervous. But, I loved him and if he wanted to do this, I would try. Besides, it really did sound like it could be fun.

Drinking the shot in front of me I paid for my beer and headed in the direction I saw Jasper disappear to earlier. Making my way through sweaty, gyrating bodies, I found him toward the back of the club. I leaned back against the wall and watched.

He was dancing with a tall, russet skinned boy who couldn't be a day over twenty. The boy had his back to Jasper chest and was grinding in time with the music, a look of pure ecstasy on his face. Jasper's eyes were closed as he moved his body closer to the boy, getting their bodies as close together as possible. He placed his hands on the boys hips and guided the boy as he danced. He boy's hands made their way up and around the back of Jasper's neck, pulling him close.

My first reaction was shock. Moments later the shock dissipated and I felt jealous. Then, as I continued to watch them dance, I felt a tightening in my already tight pants and I realized that I was incredibly turned on. Jasper had always been a great dancer. Usually I was he one he chose to dance with so I couldn't see what he looked like, but shit, if it wasn't hot!

As if he could feel my eyes on him, he opened his and they immediately found mine. His bright blue eyes were accented by his baby blue dress shirt hanging open over a white undershirt. He wore loose fitting holy jeans that made him look five years younger and a pair of worn cowboy boots. He was a wet dream come true. When he saw me staring, he smirked and purposely gyrated his hips into the boy. The boy must have moaned because I saw his eyes close and his mouth pop open before he bit his bottom lip and pushed back into Jasper.

Jasper continued to practically dry hump the boy in front of him on the dance floor- all the while staring at me, eye-fucking me- promising me naughty, dirty, and nasty things to come. I probably should have been jealous, should have stormed over to the boy, punched him in the face and claimed what was mine. But, I couldn't find it in me to do that. No, I was too turned on to want the show to stop.

I continued to watch for another few minutes, all the while getting harder and harder. Then, an idea came to me. Looking around for the first time since I spotted Jasper, I searched the crowd for a likely candidate. About twenty feet away dancing with himself was a young man, probably early twenties, with dark brown hair and cargo pants. He looked like a younger version of me and I knew Jasper would find him attractive. Smiling, I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder.

Ever polite, I held out my hand for him, raised an eyebrow (a move I'd learned from Jasper), licked my lips and asked him if he wanted to dance. He looked socked that someone had asked him, obviously shy. Yes, he reminded me of me quite a bit.

He swallowed visibly and nodded his head in assent. I took his hand in mine and led him over closer to Jasper. Then, placing his right hand on my left hip, I pulled him close so we were facing each other. He was a few inches shorter than me and I planned on using that to my advantage. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "I'm Edward, nice to meet you. And your name is?" I let my breath linger on his neck and felt him shiver next to me. I heard more than saw him swallow before he answered, "Peter. Nice to meet you too."

I moved my body closer to Peter's so that we were touching from our chests down to our knees. "Umm…you smell amazing Peter." Jasper had told me that I should flirt; so I was. As I moved my hips back and forth I felt Peter start to get hard, his length hitting mine and creating delicious friction. I moved our hips together, holding Peter in the small of the back. His forehead was resting on my shoulder and my head was looking straight out- locking eyes with Jasper.

Jasper's eyes had gotten darker as he continued to stare at me. He licked his lips and eye-fucked me like it was going out of style. All the while I could feel Peter's heavy breaths hit my collarbone, causing my cock to twitch and my breath to hitch. Peter was good looking but it was Jasper I really wanted in my arms. I've had him for seventeen years and I still can't get enough. Regardless, this little game we were playing was hot, and fuck if I was going to screw it up.

The song changed and with it the beat became more sensual, slower. The boy dancing with Jasper turned around so they were facing and started moving his hips not from side to side, but back and forth, humping him. Peter let his hands move from my hips to my back pockets, grabbing my ass and squeezing it toward him; pushing our arousal closer together, pulling the heat closer. I groaned involuntarily at the feel of the warm body against me.

The blood pumping through my veins was mostly directed toward my throbbing cock but I could feel my heart beat pounding in my chest at how foreign and exciting this was. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel. I could still feel Jasper's eyes on me as I continued to dance with Peter. Peter's legs were entangled with mine, our thighs brushing up against one another's hard ons. Bucking my hips up to meet his, he tilted his head back and groaned. My cock gave another twitch in response.

Suddenly, I felt Peter's lips on my neck and my eyes snapped open. I didn't know what to do. It felt good, God it felt good, but it also felt wrong. It wasn't Jasper's lips on me. I glanced over at Jasper to see if this was okay with him; see if I had broken some unspoken rule, but he wasn't there. I saw the boy he had been dancing with now standing alone looking like he had just been dumped.

Then, I felt a body move up behind me. Peter's hands were being taken from my back pocket and my back was pulled flush with a very familiar chest. My body automatically relaxed into the strong form behind me and my breath caught in my throat as strong arms wrapped around me, pushing my ass back into his crotch.

Peter looked shocked and then a little hurt as my body melted into Jasper's so easily. He looked me in the eyes, silently questioning what was going on. I didn't know what to say. "This is my partner. We've been together for 17 years and we've hit a rough patch so we're trying to spice up our life by trying something new," just sounded too cold and "Sorry dude, I'm already taken," was both too cold and too sudden.

I heard Jasper speak up behind me, "Sorry man. He asked me for a dance earlier but I was too nervous to say yes. So, I've had a few more drinks and now I'm all loosened up, I really, really want to dance with him. Sorry to take him away from you like this." Peter looked sad but also resigned as he untangled himself and backed away. As he turned his back to us Jasper called out, "Hey! Um, you see that guy over there?" I felt more than saw him jerk his head in the direction of the boy he was dancing with. "His names Seth. You should go dance with him. Trust me, it'll be worth your while."

I watched as Peter walked toward Jasper's previous dance partner and held out his hand. I saw Seth smile and grinned when the two started to dance. Turning around I faced Jasper for the first time tonight. God he was gorgeous. Are we still pretending we don't know each other? I thought.

Jasper smiled down at me, "Sorry about that stranger. I've been watching you dance and I couldn't take my eyes off you. I didn't want you to go home with him tonight so I had to make you mine." He had taken on a deep southern accent that made my dick twitch and my heart catch in my chest. He hadn't talked like that since he first moved here years ago. I never realized how hot it was. "The names' Zachary by the way. But you sugar, can call me Zach."

Fuck! That was hot. My mouth became dry and my breath was hot as I took in what he said. So we are obviously still playing the game then, I thought. Picking my jaw up off the floor, I said the first name that came to mind, "Uh…Josh." I tried to play it cool and smirk up at Jasper, Zach, but I'm afraid it came off more as a shy smile.

"Josh huh? I like it. So, Josh, care to dance with me sugar?" Nodding my head I stepped forward so we were face to face and almost touching. There was something so hot, so taboo about dancing with my partner without him being my partner. He put his right hand on my ass and pulled me forward until our groins were touching. The familiar feel of his hard length was tantalizing. Breathing hard, I pushed my hardness into his and linked my arms around his head, pulling our bodies flush; and we danced.

As the night went on, we danced together, grinding and trusting and altogether basically having sex on the dance floor. All the while, Jasper (Zach) would whisper sweet nothings to me in his sexy as fuck southern accent and I would try to be suave and reply- being sly and mysterious. The longer we danced, the more turned on I got.

After six or seven songs, I couldn't take it anymore and leaned in to kiss him. He tasted different than he normally did. He must have been drinking something different or brushed his teeth with something new. As different as he tasted however, there was still that familiarity that was comforting to me. He smelled of expensive cologne and he tasted of southern charm but he was still my Jasper. I moaned into the kiss and wound my fingers into this hair. His hair was still the same silky smooth, curly dark blond it always was. God he was so sexy.

Around eleven, Zach led me to the bar and bought me a drink. We talked and got to know each other. He was 28 and sang lead vocals in a local band. I told him I was 29 and worked part time at the local school. "Just call me professor Josiah," I said coyly as I pushed my glasses up in what I hoped was a "sexy librarian" kind of way.

Jasper smiled at my horrible line and responded with, "Well, professor Josiah. I've been a very bad boy. Why don't we get out of here and you can teach me a lesson?" My eyes got wide and my mouth once again became dry as I nodded yes. Oh, hell yes! Fuck!

"Josh, go get us a cab and I'll take care of the bill here. I'll be right out."

Walking outside into the cold, I hailed a taxi and got inside telling the cabbie to wait. It was such a weird feeling "hooking up" with someone. It was something I'd never done. Jasper had been my first boyfriend; my first fuck, my first everything. I guess this was just another "first" with him- in a roundabout way. He got into the cab and joined me in the backseat.

He told the cabbie the name of a hotel in town and my heart rate sped up. We shared heated kisses until the cab pulled up. I reached for my wallet to pay but Jasper beat me to it, "No Josh. I got this." He smiled at me and held the door open, grabbed my hand and led me into the lobby of the hotel.

He checked us in using the name "Zachary Hale" and paid in cash. I barely had time to take in the small but clean room before Zach/Jasper was on me. He pushed me up against the back of the door and ground his hips into mine, attacking my neck with passionate kisses; knocking my glasses off in the process. Then he brought his hands up along my sides, pulling my shirt up as he went. With each new piece of skin exposed, Zach would bite or nibble or lick. When he got to my nipples he gave each one a pinch with his thumb and forefinger. Before I knew it was happening he had my shirt off, my pants unbuttoned and my cock free of my boxers. Taking my hands in his left, he pinned my arms above my head and used his right hand to start jerking me off. As his hand worked up and down my shaft, his lips never left my skin, softly exploring and caressing as they went.

"Ugh…Zach…slow down…I'm going to come…too fast…if you keep it up…shit…slow down…I want to come with you inside me…fuck!" It was hard to get the words out as he continued to jerk me off and suck on my neck. He must have gotten the idea though because he backed away, leaving me panting next to the door, and started to take off his clothes.

I watched as he slipped off his cowboy boots and socks and unbuttoned his jeans. He smirked when he saw me staring and continued to look into my eyes as he took off first his blue, then his white shirts- leaving him in nothing but a pair of white cotton briefs. "Josh, come here." I kicked off my shoes, jeans and underwear and walked over to him. He placed my hands on the elastic of his underwear and told me to take it off him.

Licking my lips, I pulled them down until I was keeling at his feet, my head level with his cock. It was leaking pre and looked so damn good I just had to taste it. Leaning forward I licked his slit and tasted the gathered pre that was pooled there. His hips bucked forward as his cock sought the warmth of my wet mouth and I let him slide his hard shaft into it. Slurping and sucking louder than was probably sexy, I moved my head up and down his cock, making it slick with my saliva. He placed his hands in my hair and helped guide me until, eventually, they pulled me off altogether. I leaned back and looked into his eyes, silently asking why I had to stop.

"Gunna come if you keep it up. Shit Josh, you've got a hot mouth. Damn," was his reply. I licked my lips and stood up so we were standing naked together. Remembering what he had said before we left the club I asked, "So, tell me Zach, how exactly have you been a bad boy? Why do you need to be taught a lesson?"

Jasper swallowed and I was momentarily transfixed as I watched his adam's apple bob up and down. "I saw you at the bar and I wanted you. So, I sent you that shot and then walked off hoping you would follow me. I watched you take your shot and when I saw you coming for me I grabbed the closest guy and started dancing with him to make you jealous. I couldn't stop looking at you even when I had him in my arms. And I couldn't stop thinking about all the dirty things I wanted to do to you. Couldn't stop thinking about how I wanted to throw you down on a bed and bite your neck, how I wanted to plunge my throbbing cock into your hot ass and, fuck, how I wanted to burry my tongue into your asshole until I head you screaming my name in pleasure."

Shit!...Fuck…Oh My God!...My mind was a mix of explicative's, my brain not able to come up with any coherent thought other than. Fuck, Gods yes! I wanted it. I wanted every dirty thought to come true. "Fuck…you have been a bad boy. Shit…such a bad boy indeed…deserves to be punished." I pushed him onto the bed and crawled on top of him. "You want to fuck me? You want to give me a rimjob? Bite me? Fine. Your punishment is to do all of it…but you can't come until I say. You can't come until I've said you can. Is that understood, bad boy?"

Zach didn't waste any time. He rolled us over so that he was on top and started to attack my neck. His lips kissed up and down my neck, starting right under my ear and traveling down and across my shoulder then back again. He started to nip and nibble along the same path and then, suddenly he bit down, hard! I arched my back and bucked my hips into his, my hard cock leaking pre. He kissed the bite and licked away and pain leaving behind pure pleasure. Jasper hardly ever bit me, and then, only mid sex, so I never knew how pleasurable it could feel. Shit that felt amazing!

His gentle hands rolled me over so that I was on my stomach and pulled at my hips so I was lying with my ass in the air and my weight on my arms. I could hear him moving behind me. His hands gently massaged my ass, pulling and kneading the flesh there until I was a pile of goo in his hands. As I let out a sigh, I felt him pull the cheeks apart, exposing my puckering hole. I felt the flat of his tongue lick from the back of my balls to the top of my crack, pausing for a moment at my hole to give it an extra lick.

I moaned out as his tongue molested my hole- licking, slurping, and nibbling it until I could hardly breath. He pointed his tongue and I felt it slowly penetrate me, at first only going in a centimeter or so. Then he tried again and I worked hard at relaxing the tight ring of muscles. I heard him groan behind me as he shoved it in again. Fuck! It felt so good! Each time he could get it in a little farther. My cock was so hard it was beyond painful and I wanted so bad to just let go but I didn't want to come until he was inside me.

Pulling forward I rolled over and sat up, pulling him close and kissing him. I could taste the musky, sweat flavor on his tongue and it spurred me on. I pushed him down on his back and started to suck on his nipples. "Edwa…Josh," Jasper all but screamed beneath me. His cock was purple with need and literally twitching the longer I teased him. Putting us both out of our misery I asked, "Condom? Lube?" He nodded toward his discarded clothes so I climbed off the bed to get them.

I came back with a packet of lube and a ribbed condom in my hand. Tossing them to Jasper I got on my hands and knees and waited. I heard him rip open the lube and felt a few drops drip onto my crack. He took his fingers and rubbed it around my hole until I pushed back and he stuck a finger in. God I needed this. I finger fucked him until he added a second finger. When he did I let out a low moan and practically sat back into him; asking for more. He started to add a third finger but I couldn't wait any longer. "Just fuck me! I can't wait any longer. Fuck…Zach…just fuck me…now! Hard!"

Jasper took his fingers out and I whimpered at the loss but they were quickly replaced with the feel of his cock at my hole. I couldn't wait for him to be gentle. I pushed back until he was buried up to the hilt. Breathing deeply, I waited a few seconds for my body to adjust and then moved to let him know I was ready. He pulled out until just his head was still him me and then slowly pushed back in. The ribbed condom felt amazing, each rung creating a new friction.

I pushed forward and back, practically riding him, going faster and faster, deeper and deeper until…fisting my cock as fast as I could, I came- hard. Arching my back, "JASPER!" and I clenched my ass as hard as I could around him. "Fuck…Remember, you can't come until I've said you can."

I continued to clench around him, swallowing him into me and pulling back out until I'd completely come down from my orgasm. Done teasing him, I leaned forward until he pulled out then turned around and sat down so he was kneeling in front of me. "I want you to come in my mouth."

He let out a murmured, "Shit" as he took in my expression and my words. Biting his lower lip he tore the condom off his penis and wrapped his hand in its place. I opened my mouth and looked up into his eyes, waiting for his hot spunk to coat my tongue. His face screwed up and his eyes closed as his hand worked faster. His mouth opened and his hips shot forward as he came; most of it making it into my mouth but some of it missing and shooting over my face.

Opening his eyes he looked at my face and let out a half giggle/ half groan at what he saw. Taking his finger he scooped up what come was on my face, and very slowly, not taking his eyes off of mine, brought it to his mouth. He licked it off and his eyelashes fluttered closed and he groaned as he tasted himself. It was so hot! I once again pulled him to me and kissed him.

When we parted to breath, he pulled us down under the covers and gathered me in his arms, holding me close. "Shit Edward, that was…" he trailed off not knowing exactly what to say. "Mmm" I agreed as I tucked myself closer and shut my eyes. "Yeah Jasper, that was…Mmm."

*The gay club doesn't really exist but I really wanted them to go dancing and I didn't want them to have to go to Seattle to do it. So, I hope you can forgive me?

Please let me know what you think :D Can't wait to read your reviews!

-Laura