It's my first slash so please be gentle. I wanted it to be something light and smutty, but in the end, it ended up having a plot. I'm still figuring out as I go.

Oh, and as always, Stephenie has it all.

Many thanks to my beta: Evilnat.

You can find me on Facebook on my account (Cherry Bellazza Callen - I changed my name due to FB issues) Don't forget to check the mean banner my beta did.

Katy Perry inspired me to write this. All of it. I'm not a fan of song fics and I won't call this a song fic. There are a few lyrics here and there.

For this chapter, the song choice is ...no song.

Warning: If you don't like reading slash, stop right here.

Homecoming with Cutesper and Sweetward.

EPOV

I opened the door for Mom to come into my room. I had no idea what to expect, but I prepared myself for the worst.

Shout at me. Ignore me. Send me out. Disown me.

But never hug me.

I caught Jasper's eye and he winked. How the hell did he know she wouldn't be upset? It must run in his family – seeing the future.

"Tomorrow, I'm coming to school and I'll have a talk with your principal. No one talks to you like that and gets away. Your father had to take care of the boy you punched and let me tell you that he barely kept it together."

"Mom, no!" I shouted. That's all I needed. Mom, at school, to solve my problems. Every teenager's dream.

"You're coming with me. We'll talk with Mr. Greene and clarify everything."

"Please, Mom. Don't do this. I appreciate you're on my side… but don't fight my battle."

She turned to Jasper who became interested in my carpet. "You have to talk some sense into my son!"

"Mrs. Cullen, I don't think it's okay for you to come to high school," he said on a small voice.

"And why's that?" Mom asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"Mom, isn't it enough what they think of me?" I moaned. "Do you really want them to think I came crying to you? That's what will happen."

She looked helpless. "I just want to help you."

"I know. Thank you! Really. I appreciate it more than you think, but don't do this. I'll stay home as Mr. Greene said then go back to school and… everything will be okay. I hope," I mumbled.

She nodded sighing deeply. "Alright. If something happens again, I'll be there. And don't even think of keeping me away." Not waiting for my response, she turned on her heels and walked to the door. "You're still grounded for the movie thing. So Jasper has to leave by nine." The door closed after her.

Great. At least part of being grounded punishment was lifted. I shuffled to my bed and fell on it. After rolling onto my back, I patted the spot next to me and Jazz sat there quietly.

"I'm surprised she listened to you," he commented.

"Me too. At least I'm off the duty of washing the dishes," I said happily. "How was your evening?" I looked up at him.

"Annoying," Jazz muttered. "I called Emmett. Biggest mistake of my life," he added, slumping onto his elbow next to me.

"Emmett?"

"The owner of the club in Seattle."

"Oh, right!" I slapped my forehead. "So you asked for that ID?"

"Yep. If you can go… he said he'll have it done by then."

I smiled. I really wanted to go. If not for being inside a gay club, for being away from my parents… alone… for the first time.

"Does he keep your name or something?" I asked curious of how it worked.

"Nope, not really. According to my fake ID I'm Jasper Hale, twenty-three and a business-man."

"Cool." I chuckled and leaned closer to him. He raised his head and our lips met midway.

I was about to straddle his waist when my door banged to the wall.

"Oooops!" Bella giggles.

I wanted to throw something at her.

"Bella! Haven't you heard of knocking?" I groaned.

"Sorry. I just wanted Nemo." Her lower lip jutted out.

I sighed and hopped off the bed, retrieved the movie from its place and handed it to Bella. Of course she didn't leave. She looked at me expectantly.

"What?" I moaned.

She giggled and rushed out. I shared a horrified look with Jazz then ran after her.

"Bella!" I reached her right before she stepped inside her room. "Don't tell Mom what you saw. Okay? Promise."

"What do I get?" she asked smirking.

Devil child. "Anything," I promised.

Her smile widened. "You know the cookies Mommy doesn't let me eat?"

Oh shit. "Bella, she doesn't allow you to eat them because they have too much chocolate."

"Then I'll tell her you were kissing."

"She knows we're together." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh."

I poked my tongue out at her. "Let me help you put the movie on."

When I returned to my room, Jasper was inspecting my movies. I made sure to lock the door then went over to him, wrapping my arms around him.

"See something you like?" I made it sound dirty.

He chuckled. "You have all the Bond movies. That's impressive."

"Yeah, I like them all." I shrugged and kissed his neck. "We can watch one this weekend?"

"It's a date," he said seriously. "I get to pick."

"Sure." I turned him around and kissed him, pushing him back until he was leaning against the bookcase.

"What did Bella say?" he mumbled against my lips.

"She won't talk. Don't worry."

Jasper got the hint that I didn't really want to talk and turned us around, pressing my back into the bookcase. His tongue tangled with mine as his hand gripped my hips until I wrapped a leg around his thigh bringing us closer. Fuck. So good. I started thrusting into him making him groan into my mouth.

"Babe," he whispered. I loved it when he called me that. It did weird things to my heart. "Can you wrap both legs around me?"

I moaned and listened to him. All too soon he was thrusting hard into me. My dick twitched and I knew there would be a mess in my boxers in a matter of minutes. With one hand I held myself on the edge of the bookcase while the other hand was gripping his shoulder as I met his thrusts.

"Feels so good," Jasper moaned kissing my neck.

"Faster," I hissed feeling a shiver of pleasure ran through me. It had never felt this good.

"I can't wait until I'm buried deep inside you, Edward."

"Shiiit!" I groaned, arching my back.

Jasper was supporting most of my weight as he kept moving violently against me. My sweats accentuated the magnificent feeling.

"That's it!" he shouted. "Yesss."

Something fell from the shelf at my right side. I didn't really care. I was so close…

"Harder, Jazz," I whined.

He pressed his denim clad erection to mine, rubbing them until I came with a short yell. We should have put music or something. I bet everyone knew what we'd been doing.

Jasper's head fell on my shoulder and his ragged breaths washed over my skin.

"Damn. That was hot," he mumbled.

"Can we try without clothes next time?" I whispered, moving his hair out of his eyes.

"Anything, darlin'. When we're in Seattle… you know what will happen, right?" he asked seriously.

"I can't wait," I breathed out. "Another two weeks until then."

Jasper kissed my cheek and separated from me. Then he chuckled looking at my groin. I bet there was a huge wet spot.

I covered it with my hand feeling shy. "It's your fault," I mumbled.

I turned to go to my dresser but stumbled over what had fallen from my bookcase.

"Next time, we need to be on the bed to avoid destroying stuff," I said to myself.

"But it's so much fun standing," Jazz teased me.

I changed my sweats then we decided to check on our sisters since it was approaching nine o'clock. He had to leave.

The girls were almost asleep so it was no fuss when Jasper picked Alice up in his arms and carried her downstairs. When Dad saw they were leaving, he said he'd tuck Bella in.

I walked them to the truck and after looking three times over my shoulder, we kissed goodnight. He promised to bring me homework. I told him to not listen to their shit, because it was clear everyone would talk.

On Tuesday I stayed home and I had no idea what to do with myself. Mom said I was still not allowed on the laptop, but she gave me my phone. What could I do with a phone?

It didn't take long to realize I could use the wireless Internet on the phone.

Ha, take that, Mom!

I stayed on the bed and browsed around, updated my status on Facebook, commented on some photos, declined all friend invites from everyone in high school. Until I came across a picture… that reminded me of that gay site I visited. All too soon I was looking through their videos.

Thank God my Dad had bought me a nice phone and the screen was big. I made myself comfortable against the pillows and clicked on a video.

Damn. This was so hot.

I pushed my pants down after two clips and started palming myself. I tried to memorize what the guys were doing so I'd do it with Jazz later. I bet I'd surprise him with my sudden knowledge.

I was teetering on the edge of coming when the clip I was watching ended. Nooo. I quickly clicked on another one, not even caring what it was about. I knew that the slightest moan would make me come.

Then I saw what they were doing. My dick erupted in hot spurts of cum all over my stomach. My eyes fluttered close, but I fought to keep them open and trained on my phone. The guys on that clip were… kissing butts for the lack of another word.

And fuck me if it wasn't the hottest thing I'd seen.

We had to do it. Thoroughly. Over and over. Jazz had only given me a small taste of that.

I was starting to harden again just by watching the scene in front of me when the doorbell buzzed.

"Crap!" I shouted, my heart jumping in my throat.

I cleaned my chest hastily and closed the Internet page.

"Coming!" I yelled so the person at the door would hear. Bad choice of words.

Five respectable minutes later, I opened the front door to find Jasper smirking at me.

"Now, I'm hurt. Without me?" he whispered, stepping inside.

"Is it three already?" I asked dumbly.

"Yep. Dad's home and he offered to keep an eye on both of the girls so we could work on homework. Sweet, right?" He grinned.

I tried to settle my heart. "Right," I muttered. "You hungry?" I hadn't eaten. I hadn't left my room.

"I could eat something. You okay? You look a little flushed," he teased.

"I'm fine," I said through gritted teeth.

Before I could side-step him and go to the kitchen, my back slammed against the wall and Jasper's lips were on mine.

"Are we alone?" he whispered. I could only nod.

Then he was on his knees and I whimpered. Yes, please. Suck me. I need your mouth.

When he chuckled, I realized I said it out loud. Oops.

After sucking once, he took his lips off my dick and pursed his lips. "Having a little self fun?"

I turned red. Could he tell? Shit.

"Were you thinking of me?" he asked on a sultry tone.

"Yes. It was for educational purposes," I explained with a gasp when he wrapped his lips around my left nut.

Jasper snorted and backed away to watch me curiously. "Educational purposes? I guess porn can be educational… to some point." He shrugged. "And what did you learn?"

I grabbed his hand and led him to my room, nearly falling down when I tripped over my lowered pants.

Once in my room, I pushed him on the bed then started practicing everything I had seen. From the ear love play to the nipple biting and finished with giving him head just like I had seen. And carefully and slowly I let my hand travel behind his balls until my thumb brushed his hole. He tensed but didn't say anything. I focused on sucking him harder, applying more pressure with my thumb. Jasper's hand pushed mine away. I looked up at him and saw him shaking his head.

Okay. Not now.

Soon.

I promised myself to show him that touching someone there could bring pleasure. Not pain.

As I finished sucking him off, I tugged at my own dick and came for a second time that day. If we had time, I hoped we could try again soon.

We moved to the kitchen and while we ate what Mom had left for me, Jasper told me about what had happened at school. Like I thought, they were even more assholes than usual.

I knew that I had to work on my temperament before I returned to school. If I let their words and actions get to me every time, I'd get expelled. I didn't want that.

We worked on our Math homework and I finally understood something. Just a little. Jasper was a thousand times better at this than our teacher.

When I messed up, he threatened to spank me. I might have messed up on purpose after that. Lucky – or unlucky – Mom came home just as he was dragging me up the stairs. Damn.

When I returned to school there were murmurs everywhere and I wanted to punch someone. But I refrained.

Christmas break couldn't come fast enough. I couldn't wait to be in an environment where people accepted us for who we were and we weren't perceived through narrow minds. My blood pressure was high every time someone looked disgusted to me or Jazz. He managed to calm me every time I fisted my hands and was ready to bust another mouth. He didn't even have to touch me; just his presence did the trick.

It's tough, but it will get better. Right? There's one more year of HS for the boys.