Edward sat in the kitchen thumbing through an old paperback book when his mother entered the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and turned to her son, holding it with both hands.
"How are things going?"
"Well." Edward looked up with a grin. "How are you?"
"Well as well." She smiled and took a sip of her water. Edward realized something was up. "How about your tutoring?"
Edward was confused for a second, he hesitated before answering. "Fine. Carlisle taught me a new piece the other day."
"You should play it sometime."
Edward nodded.
"So does Carlisle live alone?" There is was. There was Edward's fear coming to life. His mother had a crush on him. It was obvious to him now.
"Yes…but, he's always busy so I assume it's for the best." Edward laughed lightly.
"It must be lonely…why don't you invite him for dinner sometime this week?" She asked finishing her drink. Carlisle's last visit had taken place two weeks ago and Edward had hoped it would be the last time.
Edward felt his face get hot, but held his composer. Carlisle, when stressed, did the same thing. He sat completely still like a statue.
"I…I don't know if he has the time, mother." Edward confessed.
"Nonsense!" She protested and nodded her head toward the wall. "His car is in the driveway."
"He might be on call later."
"Edward…" She raised an eyebrow. "Don't be rude. I thought you liked him?"
The teen looked down at his book. Of course he liked him, he loved him. But his mother would never know that…no one would be able to know that until he was 18. Even that was a long few years away.
"I do…I guess it wouldn't hurt." Edward looked up now with a grin. "Okay."
At the moment Lucky came bounding into the room, barking and hopping playfully up and down.
"Also, take Lucky for a walk." Elizabeth added with a grin.
A few moments later Edward and Lucky were standing outside of Carlisle's house. He knocked on the door softly, so soft he kind of hoped he wouldn't answer the door, but a moment later the pale man with a glorious smile and too blonde hair was standing at the door.
"What brings you here this afternoon, young Edward?" Carlisle asked with glint in his eyes.
"I was taking Lucky for a walk and decide to stop by." Edward looked down at Lucky who was now sniffing Carlisle's leg with a grin on his muzzle.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Actually…" Edward looked up feeling a little awkward. "I wanted to know if you'd come over for dinner some time with week."
Carlisle's eyebrows raised with surprise. "Oh?"
"It was my mother's idea…"
"Oh."
They stood there for a moment, the only sound was of Lucky's sliver tag around his neck clanking.
"I appreciate the offer." The older started. "And what day would you think my presences should be requested?"
Edward looked away for a moment. He didn't want Carlisle to say yes. "I don't know…Tuesday?" It was a random enough day.
"I'll be there are six."
"Carlisle…" Edward pulled Lucky's leash so he was standing next to him. "I think she likes you."
Carlisle grinned and touched the side of Edward's face, bringing his eyes to meet his. "I think it runs in the family."
Edward blushed. "It's risky."
"What about our relationship isn't risky?" Carlisle asked sensually and kissed him on the lips, it caught Edward off guard. When they parted his face was red as an apple. "Six?"
"Six." Edward replied dazed.
Carlisle laughed. "Good bye, Edward."
"Bye…"
Carlisle closed the door and Edward turned around slowly, not trusting his legs. He wondered down the stone path to the sideway and started Lucky's walk around the community.
Tuesday came, and school couldn't have let out fast enough. Edward hurried out of the building and headed straight home on foot. When he reached his house his mother wasn't home yet so it left him time to wrap his mind around what was going to happen tonight. He took Lucky out and they walked around the block a few times before he came back and got in the shower. He stayed in there longer than he was planning too and when he got out his mother was home.
"Hello, Edward." She said as he came downstairs, his hair still wet.
"What are you cooking for dinner tonight?" He asked nervous.
"Just some fish, rice, and asparagus." She said seasoning the fish.
Edward nodded to himself. He glanced at the clock. It was almost five. In another hour Carlisle would be here and his mother would be flirting with him. It made him feel sick to him stomach. He sat down in the den and fidgeted with his hands until Lucky came and sat on his lap. He was a great distraction for a while until he heard the doorbell ring.
"I've got it!" Edward called before Elizabeth could even make a motion to get the door. She watched Edward buzz past the kitchen to the front door. Carlisle stood there, a smile on his face, a bouquet of flowers in his hands, a thin grey dress shirt covering his torso and a pair of jeans covering his legs.
"Jeans?"
"Dinner casual." Carlisle smiled. "May I come in?"
"Yes." Edward moved out of the way and as he closed the door Elizabeth came into view behind him.
"Good evening Elizabeth! I brought these for you." He said handing the women the wild flowers.
"Oh, they are beautiful, thank you Carlisle!"
"You are most welcome, my dear." He said following her into the kitchen to place the flowers in a vase.
"Jesus." Edward muttered as he followed behind a moment later. Dinner was ready in no time flat and they ate and talked for the most part. Carlisle centered the conversation on Elizabeth, but whenever she asked about him, Carlisle gave very vague answers. Edward assumed it was to draw the attention off himself, but he was flirting with her none the less. Somewhere towards the middle of the dinner Carlisle's hand slipped onto Edward's thigh, a sign of reassurance as he circled his delicate skin with his thumb. Edward felt his face warm up, but he tried to best to not show his pleasure in the touch. The last thing he wanted was for his mother to question him at this moment. The only moment Carlisle had shown any interest in him what so ever during the evening.
"How about family, do you have any?" Elizabeth asked.
"A have a few members here and there scattered around. The Cullen line is very scarce." Carlisle replied, his hand moving farther up Edward's leg slowly to his crotch.
"Oh, do you see them often?" She asked.
"No, I move around so much it's hard to us to stay in contact. I do try to make bigger family events sometimes." His hand started to kneed him now, causing the teenager to adjust a little in his seat as his erection started to grow slowly.
"That's so sad. So does your job cause you to move so much?"
"Yes." -His hand started to slide down his length-. "Sometimes it's from shortages in some areas, other times it's because I want to see something different out my window."
Edward's stifled a moan as best he could as he reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone. He tried to play it off as an unwanted text message.
"How long have you lived here?" Carlisle asked cheerfully getting the attention off of Edward.
"Oh, most of Edward's life." She said with a small grin.
By the end of the meal Edward was ready to explode. He needed to fine release, but Carlisle wasn't going to give that to him under the table. Instead he stood and helped his mother clear the table, which gave Edward the opportunity to go upstairs to deal with himself.
He sat down on the edge of his bed and stared down at the bulge in this pants. He usually didn't do this, as a matter of fact he couldn't clearly remember the last time he had. He spent most of his time preoccupy himself with school and other random activities that certain things most teenage boys would do he forgoes.
Edward unzipped his pants and pulled his stiff penis out, it's head wet and shiny in the light of his room, blushing just the slightest shade of pink.
"My, what a view."
Edward looked up shocked and scared until he realized it was only Carlisle.
"You scared me. How did you get up here?"
He held out a few pieces of paper. "I told her I wanted to go over some music with you for a while before I left." Carlisle stepped into the room and closed the door silently behind him. "But I'm afraid I've changed my mind on the music."
At the moment Edward felt very embarrassed of his room. It was just a simple teenager's room, but still he wished it was more refined and well put together like Carlisle's house.
"Something wrong?" Carlisle asked sitting down next to Edward on the bed and rubbing his back. His erection was not forgotten, but Carlisle wanted to be sure he was okay first.
"Fine…" Edward whispered.
Carlisle touched the tip of Edward's penis, causing the boy to suck in some air.
"Are you sure?" He reached down to the base and stroked upward. Edward felt his undoing happening quickly.
"Carlisle…"
"Tell me what you want, love."
Edward sat back on the bed. He wanted to be close to Carlisle, he hadn't been that way in a while. But to do it in his house was very risky, a risk he was willing to take. "Please?" Edward asked.
Carlisle grinned as he got on top of him now, kissing down his neck until he got to the shirt that he pushed upward, but didn't take off. He lowered himself to his jeans and briefs, (Carlisle asked that Edward start wearing those instead of boxers, Edward didn't ask why, he just did) and pushed them off his body, pooling them at the end of the bed.
"You have to be very quiet now, baby." Carlisle said softly as he pushed Edward's legs apart. Usually he had lube, but considering that he and Edward always did it at his house, he was more than sure Edward had nothing here to help. He brought his fingers to Edward's mouth and told him to suck, coating them with his saliva before he brought them to his tight little entrance; pink and ready to be filled. He pushed his index finger in first causing Edward to let out a soft moan. Carlisle smiled up at him before he started to push the other in, stretching his baby open more. The third finger caused Edward to cover his mouth as he couldn't hold back his noise.
Carlisle watched for a while, watched as he wiggled into the touch and breathed before he pulled them out. Now he unzipped his pants, pulling out his thick organ, swollen fat with need. He was sure that he didn't prepare Edward enough, but his personal need, his want, was too great to really care anymore. He zeroed in on Edward and pushed forward, making the younger take his girth up to his hanging sac. He started to pull out now, slowly, and once his head was ready to pop out he thrusted back into the tightness and Edward started to weep. He gripped the sheets, holding himself steady as Carlisle wasted no time setting a fast and hard pace. The bed rocked under them, but the floor stayed silent.
Carlise reached out now, put one of his hands around Edward's neck and squeezing it. The boy started to struggle, almost thrash, until Carlisle released his grip a little allowing him to breath, but as soon as Edward had taken a few more breaths he squeezed again, now using his other hand he pressed harder on the teen's windpipe.
Edward struggled again, and he released him once more, his thrust growing faster and more frantic. Edward looked up at him now, his eyes red with tears streaming down his cheeks and Carlisle thought there couldn't be a more beautiful sight. Edward was handsome, charming, lovely, but above all beautiful. His face, the constant look of wanting to please him was all Carlisle saw before he heard the door open and let himself cum deep inside of Edward's tight little body.
"Oh…" Was all he heard as he started to pull on Edward's erection. He didn't see her, and he didn't care that he hadn't. He wanted to finish this. He needed to finish this. That was his problem. He had no control.
Edward came in his hand and he smiled down at him as he pulled his now soft penis out of his now extremely abused hole. He saw a bit of red on the sheets below him, but when he looked at Edward his panic started to fade.
"Are you okay?" Carlisle asked quickly.
"Huh?" Was Edward's reply as he looked around the room confused. Had he squeezed too hard?
"Edward?" Carlisle tapped the side of his face a few times. "Come on, up."
Edward closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them he seemed to be back to his normal self. He reached up and touched his throat.
"I'm sorry…" Carlisle said now standing. "I think I went too far. This was a bad idea…Jesus…this is bad."
"Carlisle?"
"You need to get up and get dressed." Carlisle said fixing himself quickly before helping Edward.
"Huh?" Edward replied and Carlisle started to help put his pants back on. "What's…going on?"
"You're mother saw." Carlisle finally said after he managed to get Edward's pants button. The teen's eyes went wide as he looked at his slightly ajar bedroom door.
"Oh no."
"Come on."
"Carlisle…"
"Everything will be okay." The older said, but Edward knew that couldn't possibly be true. His mother saw them and on top of that she liked him. He wasn't even sure if he could look her in the face anymore. "Edward?"
Tears started to stream down his face.
"Edward, be a good boy. Come on, get up!"
He shook his head. "You're going to leave." He sobbed and Carlisle lost what will he had left to convince the boy otherwise.
"Edward…" He touched the side of his face and kissed him on the lips. "I love you, remember that."
"No…" Edward was a mess now, Carlisle held him for a while, but he wasn't sure how long it would be before Elizabeth came back or even the police.
"Edward I have to go now. I don't know what your mother is going to do and I have to go."
"Carlisle…" Was all Edward could say through his sobs. He wanted to stay. He wanted to be with his darling Edward forever, but he couldn't now. He'd been careless. He let his needs, his less than perfectness take over, risking their relationship. He got greedy and this is what happens when you get greedy. You get caught.
Carlisle stood, but he still held Edward in his arms. "Love, I have to go now." He said against his wishes.
Edward held him as tight as he could, but Carlisle was stronger and unlatched his fingers. He left, somehow without his mother knowing. He heard sirens off in the distance and wondered if they were for Carlisle. He wondered if he'd ever be able to see him again.
This isn't how he expected this to end.
He wasn't even sure what happened, it all came and went so fast.
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