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Chapter 14
Jasper wakes up with a mouthful of fur and a hard cock inside the briefs he'd pulled on while half-asleep last night.
Opening one eye, he sees Sam has made room for himself between him and Edward sometime during the night. He pushes himself away from the dog's too-hot body and opens the zipper, letting fresh air flood inside.
He gets out, stretching as he squints at the rare sunny morning. Finding the stove, he starts pouring water in the coffee pot when Sam's snout appears in the tent opening and Jasper gets a lapful of fur. Quickly, he grabs Sam's collar and connects him to his leash.
"Hey, buddy," he whispers, scratching the dog's back. "Let's make some breakfast."
Today will be the day, he nods to himself, letting a match set fire to the primus gas for water to boil as his mind wanders. Thinking about the things he and Edward did last night does nothing to make his morning wood go away. He adjusts himself while trying to think of anything else. They're on a hiking trip for God's sake; there must be loads of interesting things to study on the trails they'll find today. It's all Edward's fault giving him a one-track mind.
The water boils, making the pot whistle loudly before Jasper finally registers it.
Serving Sam some fresh cold water, Jasper sits down on the bench. Sipping his coffee and while eating his breakfast, he listens to the dog drinking and enjoys the quietness of the forest.
It's been a long time since he'd started thinking about what he'd wanted to do with his life. Perhaps it had been with him since he was a little boy, following his father around everywhere and going on short hiking trips with him. His father had died too early for a man with so much spark and passion for life, but Jasper is fully intent on trying his best to follow in his footsteps. And he thinks he might have found the perfect life companion for it.
His parents were only nineteen years old when they'd had Rose and gotten married. They'd had eight years together and according to his mother, the two of them had been meant for each other.
"How could you know?" he'd asked his mother.
"Because we both had the same goals with our lives," she'd told him, steady and sure. "We both had the same way of looking at life and wanted the same things."
It had sounded strange to Jasper when he was younger—those things couldn't be of much importance. As a young boy and teenager, it had not been easy for him to come to terms with himself and find his way in life, but now he was proud to admit to himself that it was not really that hard to see after all.
Sure, he's still only eighteen years old, it's not like he knows everything he wants yet, except his main goals in life. Those are set. Jasper can feel them in his gut. They are what makes him him.
There's a rustling inside the tent. A groaning as someone wakes up and tries to get clothes on, and a scruffy-looking face peeks out at him.
"Morning," Edward tells him gruffly as he gets out, wearing only his briefs. Jasper takes a moment to admire the other man as he sips his still-hot coffee and Edward pours his own cup, smiling at him. "Slept well?"
"Mhmm." Jasper smiles back. He moves to make room for him on the bench, placing his arm around the other man's neck as he sits down, pulling him closer, and kissing his chin. "Where are we going today? Anything interesting on our way?"
Edward glances down to his cup, his ears reddening. "Uhm," he mumbles.
Jasper stares at him. "What?"
"I've not really planned any further than this."
"I don't understand," Jasper admits, placing his cup down on the picnic table to give Edward his full attention.
Edward turns to face him. "Well," he says, clearing his voice. "I hoped we could leave the tent here until tomorrow and take a few walks with Sam, but apart from for that, just stay here?"
Jasper searches Edward's green eyes. They reflect the forest colors around them perfectly.
"All right," he agrees, understanding exactly what Edward means. "Let's eat breakfast first, though."
Edward grins at him. "Yes, you need all the strength you can get if you want to keep up with me!"
Jasper elbows him and Edward sloshes some coffee on the ground. "Hey!" he laughs.
After breakfast is eaten, Jasper gets to hold Sam's leash as they explore the nearby terrain. Sam runs around, sniffing every tree and barks happily at them. When Jasper looks back at Edward walking behind him, he sees a gorgeous smile that warms his insides.
Edward grabs Jasper's hand and he stops, turning to face the red-haired man. Edward's gaze flicks down to Jasper's mouth and he takes a step closer for them to kiss. Sam gets to them immediately, squeezing himself in between their legs and they part while laughing at the playful dog.
Finding their way hand in hand back towards the tent, Edward's thumb strokes on the inside of Jasper's, sending tingles deliciously through his body.
Placing their boots outside the tent, Jasper takes off his t-shirt, shorts, and briefs as he watches Edward find the things they'll need in his backpack. He lies down on his back over his sleeping bag, stroking his dick leisurely.
When Edward turns around and sees him, he lets go of the items in his hand and drops down on his knees by Jasper's feet. "I'll make it really good," he promises, his voice gruff as his gaze slides over Jasper's body. The intensity of it feels like the other man is really touching him.
"I know you will," Jasper tells him softly.
Edward smiles warmly at the show of trust. "Good," he whispers. Leaning over his body, he kisses every part his mouth finds while crawling upwards, placing light pecks on Jasper's burning skin. Up his legs, over his stomach, licking nipples until they're tight and sensitive. He nibbles Jasper's neck and chest, until Jasper's gasping and writhing under the attention.
"Oh God!" he groans, closing his eyes as he grabs the hair at the back of Edward's head, trying to lead the other man's mouth where he wants it the most.
"Open your eyes," Edward whispers, and he does. "I want your eyes open at all times. I want you to see everything I do to you."
"Fuck," Jasper moans, bucking his hips up at hearing this.
Edward grins as he reaches out to find lube. Jasper gulps thickly as he sees him pouring it on his fingertips.
"Have you ever pushed your fingers inside yourself?" Edward asks, his eyes now between Jasper's thighs.
"Oh, God, yes," he admits, hearing his blood pulsing in his ears. "Yes, I have."
"How many?"
Groaning, Jasper tells him, "I don't know! Three?"
Edward smiles at him. "All right. Pull up your knees and spread them."
Jasper thinks he would probably be embarrassed by such a command coming from any other man, but being with Edward feels so right. He feels like he's always waited for him, that it couldn't be anyone else other than Edward to take his virginity.
He spreads his legs as wide as they can go, his focus on Edward as he sees his eyes turn dark. When they flick up to meet his, they appear glossed over, glazed with lust.
"I want you so much," Edward rasps, stroking up and down Jasper's inner thigh.
"I want you, too."
Edward licks his lips. "Good," he mumbles, sliding his lubed-up fingers in between Jasper's ass cheeks, probing around the tight opening.
Looking around, Edward grabs his hoodie from the top of his backpack. "Lift up!"
Jasper raises his hips and his cock slaps against his stomach when he lies down again, his crotch higher than before.
"Much better," Edward mumbles, sounding satisfied, as his slick fingers once more finds Jasper's hole. "Fuck, you're tight!"
Jasper moans as Edward pushes a finger inside, working it in and out before adding another one. Jasper stops being conscious about everything around them except Edward's gaze and the need in his lower stomach spreading through his whole body as Edward's fingers work on his tight muscle.
He bucks his hips up, trying to meet Edward's hand, needing to be full, get it harder, anything. Then finally, Edward says in a voice Jasper almost can't recognize, "You're ready."
He whines, "I'm so ready!"
Grinning at him, Edward grabs a condom and rolls it onto his shaft. Leaning on his hand, he kisses Jasper once before he retreats, staring at the spot where he pushes the blunt tip of his cock slowly into him.
It burns, but he wants Edward so much. He's so worked up, he can take a little discomfort.
"Fuck, Jasper," Edward groans as he watches where they're connected. Then, fully inside, he holds himself still as his eyes search out Jasper's.
"Are you all right?" he pants, sweat running down his forehead, and his chest gleaming.
"Yes," Jasper replies, feeling fuller than his own fingers could ever make him.
Edward lies over him, leaning on his elbows as his hips slowly buck against Jasper's, fucking into him leisurely while showing his control and need to be careful. The good feeling from earlier returns in full force and Jasper moans into Edward's mouth as their lips meet sloppily.
He feels consumed by Edward. The man is everywhere; his scent, his skin over him, in him as he starts to go faster sensing when Jasper's ready for it.
Jasper groans against Edward, holding onto his back while pinching his eyes shut.
"No," Edward reminds him. "Keep your eyes open. I want to see you come while I'm inside you."
"Oh, God … oh, God," Jasper pants, opening his eyes to stare into Edward's. He grabs his half-hard dick and pulls at it before his hand gets flicked away.
Edward gets up on his knees, fucking slowly into him while watching as he enters and retreats almost all the way out before thrusting deep back in.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he groans, gripping Jasper's cock in his fist, tugging at it quickly to get him fully hard again.
Jasper pants as the intensity grows, feeling he's close to coming.
"Yeah, that's it," Edward encourages him. "Look at me when you come. Know that it's my cock, my hand that makes you orgasm, taking you for the first time."
And Jasper's done for. He can't look away from Edward's face as the burning reaches its peak until it tips over and he's bucking into Edward's hand, coming all over it. "Oh, fuck! Damn!" he curses from the intensity, the consuming feeling of having an orgasm when he's got someone inside of him. He has Edward.
Everything's blurry when he opens his eyes to find Edward's face smiling over him. "Hey, you're back," he grins triumphantly.
"Mhm." He smiles in return. Then Edward starts pushing into him again and Jasper's kissing him, holding him tight as Edward fucks his way to his own orgasm, coming inside of Jasper in the condom, groaning into his mouth.
Edward starts to get a little heavy on top of him, so Jasper pushes lightly at him, rolling him over to his side. He feels Edward's soft dick slipping out, and they lay side by side staring at each other.
Edward lifts his hand, stroking Jasper's chin and down his neck making goosebumps appear on his skin. "How do you feel?" he whispers, looking concerned.
Jasper shifts around, getting the feeling back in his body while taking a full inventory. "I'm all right, I think."
Edward smiles at him. "Good."
Kissing and cuddling, they stay in the tent for a while before Edward says, "Let's make some food and go for a walk." He whispers against Jasper's ear, "Then I want you to fuck me."
He swallows thickly, his eyes on Edward as he gets up and grabs his shorts. "Really?"
Edward looks surprised at him. "You don't want to?"
"Oh, yeah, I do," Jasper grins at him.
Jasper is sore in new places as he walks along the forest trail, holding Sam on his leash with Edward walking behind them.
"How did you become interested in saving the forest?" Edward asks him lightly. And perhaps it's actually an easy question for him.
Jasper finds the words he's thought about so many times. "It's something I inherited from my father. He died when I was six, but the best memories in my life are of him and me walking in the forest in Forks. It's the place I feel closest to him now."
Edward's smile reaches his eyes. "That's a good reason."
"I could show you sometime, if you'd like," Jasper suggests without letting the other man know he's the first one to be invited. "There's a certain spot I go to when I want to feel near to him; where I go when I need him."
"Sounds good," Edward agrees as he ties Sam's leash to the tree beside their tent. If he understands the importance of the invite, he doesn't show it. Instead, he reaches out his hand for Jasper to take and the serious expression on Edward's face makes him swallow hard.
"Let's go inside," Jasper says, gesturing with his head. He sees on Edward's face that he knows what he really means. "I want you to feel as sore as I do when we sit on the bus on our way home tomorrow evening."
Edward grabs him before he gets away. "I want that, too. I want everything with you."
A/N: Thank you for reading!
After writing the rest of this story, I've changed my plan. Instead of two outtakes, it's one more chapter. So in all it's 15 chapter and a futuretake. I'm content and pleased with the way it's turned out and I feel I've got what I wanted out of it.