A/N: RL got in the way today although I was able to get it posted before the clock changes at midnight. lol

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Ch 51-Want that too

EPOV

I don't remember falling asleep, but know I dreamt something bad. I feel the aches in my muscles from dreaming like in the past and with him holding my arms down only confirm it.

He let's go of my hands and I wonder if I hit him in my sleep, it wouldn't be the first time.

"Love, I'm sorry, you ok?" I ask looking over his face and down his arms for red marks or bruises. I notice he's dressed and look up at him confused.

"I'm fine; I kept a hold of your hands so you wouldn't do anything."

"Why are you, when did you get dressed?" I am so fucking confused.

"I got dressed about two hours ago. I showered and made us dinner. Here let me wipe you off and help you get dressed. Do you want to talk about your dream?" he asks as he pulls the sheet off completely and wipes my torso with a wet rag.

He nudges my legs and looks up at me. I nod and let him finish wiping me off. He takes a towel and dries me off as I think of the dream I had. It comes to me in pieces.

"It's jumbled, but I remember us fighting with Mike and someone else. I see you hit the ground and, and..."

"And what?" he asks looking at me as he slips my underwear over my feet.

"We go to jail. It doesn't make any sense."

"I think you're worried about what happens when the trial starts."

I shrug as he hands me my shirt to put on. I'm dressed and need to use the bathroom. He sits down and lets me go pee on my own. I come out and he is fixing the bed. He smiles and grabs my hand dragging me to the table.

"Sit. What would you like to drink?" he asks kissing my head.

"Soda or juice is fine," I suggest as I start to remove a lid.

He slaps my hand lightly, "wait on me please."

"Ok love."

He pulls two sodas out of the fridge and sits beside me. He smiles as he looks at me.

"I have wanted to make you dinner all week; I wasn't sure how to pull it off as a surprise. So when you went to sleep I took the time to do it. I'm sorry you had a dream. Before I got dressed to do this I knew you were dreaming."

"It's ok."

"No, I should have stayed with you. I held you after I showered and you calmed down. I thought you wouldn't dream anymore so I came out here and made dinner. I'm sorry."

"You're forgiven. You didn't know that would happen just like I didn't. I'm just glad I didn't hit you this time. I didn't, did I?" I ask needing to know.

"No you didn't. Let's eat before it gets cold." He lifts the lid on a mouthwatering herb chicken.

I lift the other lids and see delicious apples in one and awesome looking veggies in the other. I look over at him and he shrugs.

"I googled diet recipes and the apples Aunt Sue taught me how to cook a few years ago."

"You searched out what I should eat?"

"Yeah, that ok?" he asks looking nervous.

"I love you," I say as I lean over kissing his lips.

"I knew you cooked, but this is a great surprise. What all can you cook?" I ask as he smiles dishing out the chicken.

"If I have the recipe, ingredients and proper cookware just about anything, I like cooking; I just don't let people know though. I don't want to get teased," he shrugs as he spoons veggies on my plate.

I bite into the chicken and moan. I taste the veggies and he buttered and seasoned them to perfection. He smiles at the noises I make eating. He eats his dinner and slips his foot behind mine swinging our feet a little.

I am too busy eating to talk and he chuckles as I grab a little more chicken and vegetables. He gets more chicken and stirs the apples.

"This was perfect," I say finishing my dinner. He finished before me and waited.

"Try the apples; I know you had one this morning, but it was the easiest thing I could think of to make."

I dish out some and the smell has me salivating. I sniff my plate with a smile. I bring a piece to my mouth and the taste is amazing.

"Shit! What the hell did you do to these? I haven't tasted anything like this before and don't want to ever again."

He looks at me hurt, but I have to clarify real quick, "J, these are great, I meant I didn't want any other dessert like this unless it's yours. Mom, Esme I mean, cooks apples, but they don't even belong in the same category. These fuckers rock!"

"You really like them?"

"YES! I would have preferred this to the chocolate I licked off you dick last night. The chocolate was good, dick even better, but this and your dick I don't think I could get enough. I'll suck you any day, but add this and you'll have to pry me off."

He laughs shoving my shoulder, "you're such an ass."

"And you love me. But seriously this is good."

"Thanks."

We finish dinner and we clean the kitchen. I notice my laptop on the coffee table as he puts the dishes away and I wipe the table.

"I didn't do anything except search the web. I didn't know if you wanted me on it."

I step over to him and pull him to me. "I took the password off before I bagged it up. If I didn't want you on it I would have left it locked. We need to check emails anyway. What's mine is yours, always."

"I know it's just one of the things we have to get used to," he says kissing me.

"Come on let's check our email before we walk on the beach," I say pulling him to the couch.

I sit him down in the corner of the couch legs spread so I can sit against him. He puts his chin on my shoulder as I turn it on setting it on my out stretched legs. It turns on and I go to reset the password.

"I'm setting a new one, any suggestions?" I ask looking at him.

"WM2006? Our last initials and the year we got together."

"I like it. Now that's set, I do have a few things on here that can be a little embarrassing," I say as I open a locked folder on the desktop labeled JKW.

"I was wondering why you had a folder with my initials, but I didn't open it," he tells me.

When it opens the files listed are all jpg. I open them in slideshow and he sees himself at football practice all sweaty; standing next to our pool shirtless all wet; laying out on a lounge chair by the pool; at First beach in a wet beater and board shorts.

"How did you get all these?" he whispers in my ear as he lifts his finger to the screen.

"My phone mostly. I got," but before I can say it, it was on the screen and he hit pause.

"How did I not see you take this?" he asks of the picture of him in the locker room shower alone standing under the water.

"It was after the others left; you always wait and shower alone. I finished getting ready and when I went to get you I couldn't help myself. I stood back and watched a few minutes then snapped it. The next one I snapped after this one. I'll delete them if you want me to," I say as I hit play.

He gasps at the picture; it's him still showering with his soapy hand washing his dick even though it's soft. I stop the slide show and close the folder with the intention of deleting it. Just as I start to move over delete he speaks.

"Don't you fucking dare!"

I stop and turn to look at him and he kisses me hard. He pulls back, "I have a few of you at the beach, but nothing this personal. I want this kind of personal too."

"You aren't mad?"

"No, it just shows that you were honest about how you see me. You didn't have to show me those you could've kept them to yourself, but you didn't. You want me to know secrets like I do you."

"I told you I see you not as marred, only fuck hot and sexy as hell," I kiss him as he pulls me to his lips.

We kiss as he runs his hand down my chest to my hard cock.

"Just seeing pictures of me even though I'm not hard in them gets you stiff?" he asks kissing my neck.

"Babe, I jack off to these," I breathe out.

"Fuck, I want pictures of you," he growls in my ear rubbing my hard cock thru my shorts.

"Grab my phone, it has a better camera," I tell him moving the laptop to the table letting him up.

He runs to the bedroom and bounces back over phone in hand. He stops a few feet away messing with it. He looks up and winks. I feel shy and nervous all of a sudden; I'm not as hard anymore.

He looks up at me then walks over and kneels in front of me. He puts his hands on my cheeks pulling me forward resting his forehead to mine.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," he whispers to me.

"I don't know what to do," I tell him truthfully.

He kisses me softly as he crawls in my lap. He tugs at the hem of my t-shirt and I raise my arms letting him take it off. He kisses my tattoo running his hands up and down my chest. He lifts my arms placing my hands on the top of couch behind my head.

He grabs my phone and stands up. He smiles as he looks at the screen. He takes two pictures each a different angle.

"Undo your shorts."

I lower one hand getting the button undone and zipper down as he takes another one. Watching his face seeing him excited I calm more and lift my hips pushing my shorts down my thighs. He adjusts himself biting his lip. I'm not extremely hard, but not totally soft either. I see his bulge and take a hold of myself lightly running my fingertips up and down getting harder.

He takes pictures as I close my eyes stroking my dick. I didn't hear him move and startle when I feel him kneeling in front of me. He pulls my hand away putting my phone in it as he winks. The camera is on video and is recording as I look at it. He looks at me through it and smiles lowering down to lick my dick. He takes me in his mouth and hums with his eyes rolling back.

I watch through my phone as he gives me head. He pulls off to suck my nuts rubbing my dick on his face. I feel the stubble on his cheek and moan.

"Fuck, it won't take much more," I pant pumping my hips to slide my dick on his face.

He pumps with his left hand sucking my balls winking at me. He let's go with a pop and dips his tongue in my slit wiggling the tip of it inside. Watching him, knowing we are being recorded, the feel of his mouth and hands on me sends me over the edge.

"Ohhh," is all I get out as I cum on his tongue and his face.

He pumps making sure to get it all as he sucks softly on the head.

"Ok, I can't take any more," I say pushing on him.

He looks up at me with a smile with cum on his face and I stop the video. I hand him my shirt to wipe his face and he laughs as he does.

"What's so funny?" I ask starting to feel hurt, like he's laughing at me.

"You," he says pulling the shirt from his face. I lift up to pull my shorts up hurt at him.

"Hey," I look at him and he isn't smiling anymore, "I didn't mean to hurt you. I was laughing at us both really. I can't believe I let you video that, that I actually gave you the phone as it was recording."

"I'll delete it."

"No you fucking won't, I want to see it."

He lets me pull up my shorts, but I don't get them buttoned. He sits between my legs leaning against me bringing my phone up to watch the video.

"Damn! That turns me on, not sure I should be getting horny watching myself like that."

"I was barely able to keep the phone up to record it. You look hot covered in cum. You should like getting excited, you had fun didn't you?" I ask rubbing his lower abs at the waist of his shorts.

"Yeah," he moans pulling his shirt up letting me touch bare skin.

I lean us forward enough to click on the web cam shifting the laptop enough to get us in the frame. I pull him back and undo his jean shorts watching the screen. I want to do more than just jack him off or blow him. I push him forward enough to get from behind him.

I sit beside him and pull down his clothes looking to make sure we are still on the screen. I get his clothes to his ankles and give him the sloppiest head possible. I keep bobbing my head as I take my clothes off.

I look up at him and he has his eyes closed and I take advantage of it. I let him slide out of my mouth totally wet and straddle him facing the laptop. I'm barely hard and don't care. I hold his dick as I start to lower down on it.

"Babe, what are you doing?" he asks holding my hips.

"I'm going to ride this big hard cock." I ease down him taking deep breaths as I adjust to the intrusion.

When I get him in as far as I can I lean back so he can see over my shoulder. He wraps his hand around my dick as he kisses my neck. I put my feet on the coffee table and we can see his dick in my ass better.

"I hope you know how fucking sexy this is. I like watching my dick move in you," he tells me kissing my neck.

I grab the back of the couch using my arms and legs to move my hips. We both pant as I start moving more, really riding his cock getting harder myself at the sight, feeling of him inside me and his tight grip jacking me off.

"You look good like this, riding me," he whispers in my ear sliding one hand up my chest as the other tightens and pumps my dick fast and hard.

"Fuck, J, gonna cum," I gasp out.

"Cum for me, I wanna feel you squeeze my dick hard with your ass," he rasps out.

He thrusts up into me hard and that's the push I need to cum. He spasms in my ass and I feel every shot. He pulls me tight to him as we drift in a haze. I lean up and stop the video and we both groan at the feeling of him shifting inside me.

JPOV

My head is swimming from what we just did. I didn't expect him to video us like that. I just wanted to take pictures for myself, but when I watched him leaning back stroking I couldn't help myself.

He leans up with me semi-hard inside him and fuck, did it feel good. He stops the video and I pull him back to me trying to keep from sliding out of him.

"Aren't you sore from this?" I ask as I push up slightly.

"Oh God. A little, but I'm ok, I had to ride you again. That fat head on your big cock just rubs the right way and I wanted more."

I rock in him as I feel cum leak around me down my balls. I cup his balls as I suck on his shoulder, they are heavy in my hand and I know he can't go anymore. He didn't cum much, being his fourth time today. I could possibly get him off again, but wouldn't expect much so I rather wait until tomorrow before we do anything else.

"I am worn out, I can't go anymore."

"I figured as much. I hope you aren't sore from not using lube."

"No more than if we did use lube. I'm sensitive on the outside, but will be ok. What about you?" he asks turning his head to look at me.

"I was sore this morning when I used the bathroom, but it was all ok, no signs of anything wrong."

"Good, the two things we have to be concerned about are not using the kit along with the bathroom and tearing," he says looking embarrassed.

"What? Why you embarrassed? Wait how do you know this?" I ask a little confused.

"Dad told me about the tearing when I was having issues before. Um, mom just reminded me when we talked that we need to really use lube to help prevent it, part of dad's directions," he says trying to turn his face away.

I pull his chin to look at me, "I would rather you already know this and how to prevent it than either of us getting hurt like that. Can I ask what you mean about tearing and your issue?"

"Oh, um, if it's really hard when I go then I can cause a tear trying to push it out," he says closing his eyes. I can tell this subject is private for him.

"Ok, but do I really need to do this," I rock into him still mostly soft; "won't this cause a tear just the same?"

"Not really, it's different. It can't get bigger and if I'm cleaned out," he whispers squeezing his eyes tighter, "then its ok."

"Eddie, look at me please," he opens his eyes and I tell him, "please don't be embarrassed talking to me about this. We need to talk about it; I need to know these things. I can talk to dad if you want me to, so you don't have to."

"I'm just used to being made fun of. Kids at school when we were younger made fun if I was in the bathroom for a long time. I try to make sure I do that at home now. We can talk about it; you don't have to talk to dad. It's just personal and I know we need to talk because it will affect our sex life if I can't bottom. I like bottoming a lot and don't want to not bottom if I or we can help it. Thank you for understanding."

"You're welcome. Now, we need to clean up and I would like to save both videos if you're alright with it."

"Yeah, that is definitely something I want to see later. Fuck!" he howls as he lifts off me. "My husband has a big cock and coming out soft hits some really good spots." He smiles turning to me.

The feeling of sliding out of him was enough to get me hard, but I think about all I did, that we did today and know to give him time. I bite my lip groaning watching him stand up. Not realizing what he is doing, he bends over in front of me working on the laptop. I smile as I lean forward and grab his hips. He gasps as I slide my tongue over his hole that has a little cum on it.

He grabs the table as I lick his ass easing my tongue inside him a little. I don't think I could ever be totally satisfied when it comes to sex. He wiggles his hips and I smile against him as I suck on his ass.

"FUCK! I can't stand on my own with you doing that," he pants hard.

I stop long enough to say, "Kneel on the couch next to me."

He looks back at me and I shrug. He moves to the couch kneeling on it as he puts his head on his arms looking between his legs at me. I wink at him and twist enough to suck his balls and rim him out good.

He lets me play for a while then says, "Jazz, please, I'm too sensitive to let you continue."

He didn't get hard much but I did, like a fucking steel rod is inside my dick. I lick one last time long and hard with my tongue flat over him. He wiggles and puffs out a breath. I sit back rubbing my hard cock as he turns around.

He whispers in my ear, "I'm glad your tongue isn't as big as your dick or I'd be really in for it. I like to ride and be fucked by you as well as suck this wonderful dick of yours. My husband might get jealous if I suck you right now." He strokes my cock with me as he talks.

I fist his hair pulling him to look at me. "You will suck it and now," I growl and he bites his lip letting me push his head down.

"Suck my cock you little bitch until I come," I order him and he turns looking at me as he licks the tip. His eyes are the darkest green I have ever seen them and when he lets me push his head down on my cock he relaxes and swallows the head.

He sucks a few times then pulls off, "kneel in front of the couch."

I'm not sure what he is planning, but I do it. He turns his body enough for his head to hang over the edge. DAMN! He is going to let me fuck his throat. He pulls my hips to him as he gets in place and I watch my dick disappear in his mouth. He is breathing through his nose and the hot breath is hitting my balls. I put my hands on his chest and ease into his throat and out again. I pull my shirt over my head and throw it.

He moves my hands to his neck and hums. I rub my thumbs on his neck as I wrap my fingers behind. I keep rubbing as I rock in his mouth. He pulls my thighs and pushes me in hard. I about bust a nut already.

"Can you handle me staying in your throat for a few good thrusts?" I ask sliding against his tongue.

"Mmmhmm," he moans giving me thumbs up.

"Let me know when you're ready please," I say rubbing his tat.

He takes two or three deep breaths letting them out his nose and I have to fight to keep from cumming. He takes a deep breath holding it as he pulls me in tight so that his lips are at the base of my cock.

"FUCK!" I shout in surprise of his movement. I take that as my cue and hold his neck in one hand and his ribs in the other. I pull on him as I fuck his mouth, pounding as hard as I dare, keeping in his throat.

"My little bitch like that?" I ask and he answers squeezing my thighs hard. "Fuck yeah, just as tight as your ass. I could fuck both and never get enough."

I only thrust about five or six times and I push in hard holding him on me as I cum. I pull out during the second shot and he swallows. He breathes as I shoot a little in his mouth as he sucks gently on me. Getting too sensitive to let him keep going I pull out and sit back on my ankles with my shorts still around them. I lean over and kiss him upside down holding his head up to stop his head rush.

We kiss for a few minutes then I let him up. I look down his body and see he's semi-hard. I look up at him as he sits up and he shrugs.

"I liked it, but I am too worn out to get really hard."

"I don't think I will be getting hard for a while after that myself. I think four times in a day is a little much for us. Even though we can handle it I think we might need to slow down, a year full of love and lust doesn't have to be made up in a few days," I tell him cupping his cheek.

"I agree. Let's put on swim trunks and get in the water a while," he offers as he grabs our clothes.

"Sounds good. I need help up, my feet are a little tangled," I say trying to move.

He pushes me on my ass and pulls my legs up laughing at me. I let him get my clothes off as we both laugh. I stand up putting my arms around his neck combing my fingers in his hair.

"If I ever get too rough say something, and if you can't, like in that position, then hit me," I tell him.

"Ok, but you didn't get too rough, I liked my husband being a little demanding," he winks and kisses my cheek.

"Oh, you little shit, just you wait," I laugh as he walks away.

"For what, me to fuck you senseless?" he asks looking over his shoulder arching a brow as he gets to the bedroom door.

I look mad, but can't hold it and laugh as I run towards him. He squeals and drops the clothes as he runs and jumps on the bed. My running back laughs as I chase him, it's too comical.

"I didn't know running backs squealed like a girl," I laugh jumping up next to him.

"Only when the quarter back chases them," he says pulling me down to kiss. "My quarter back can chase and catch me anytime," he says with a twinkle in his eye.

"Damn right and no one else better either."

"They can chase all they want, but we know they won't get anywhere. Come on; let's go swimming before it gets too late."

I pull him up and he grabs our swim trunks and I go to grab a beater.

"Can um," I turn and look at him, "will you go shirtless for me? We are the only ones here; we can take it with us if someone comes by."

He wants to see me like this and I can't help the smile that appears on my face. He knows I don't do shirtless with others around and that's why we came here, to be alone. I sling the shirt over my shoulder as I take my trunks from him pulling them on. He pulls his on and grabs a shirt too, so I won't feel so self-conscious if someone does see us.

I take his hand and we grab two towels as we head to the beach.

We get to the shore line and the horizon is beautiful. I wrap my arms around him from behind as we stand looking out over the ocean. The only beach we've been to the last ten years was First Beach and it was always cold. He drops our towels in the sand along with our shirts and pulls me to the water.

"It's feels good, cool yet warm. I was expecting it to be cold like at home," I tell him as we wade into the water.

"I know; I was expecting it to be freezing. We will get spoiled by this you know."

We hold hands as we move into deeper water. I smile and let go of his hand and dive under. The water is clear although stings my eyes a little. I come up and look around and don't see him.

"Babe! Edward!" I shout looking around.

I feel something on my leg and go to kick, but it grabs both tight from behind lifting me out of the water and I fall backwards with a loud scream.

I come back up looking around and he is laughing so hard it seems he is having trouble getting air in.

"You scream like a girl too!" he gets out finally and I have to laugh in agreement.

"You will pay for that mister," I say trying to get to him like I'm angry.

"That's Mister Whitlock-Masen to you," he says sticking his tongue out like a little kid and dives under the water.

"You wanna play like a kid then fine," I mock huff as I dive after him finding him under the water and grab him.

We hold each other as we surface with us both laughing. He wraps his arms and legs around me as we bob in the water.

"I like being alone like this. No parents, nosy friends or anyone to really bother us," he says playing with my hair.

"Me too. Think I need it cut?" I ask about my hair.

"Nope, I like it this way. Long curls that cover your eyes, but short enough to not look like a girl. I like the way it curls; dirty blonde hair, broad chest, perfect abs, our sexy tat; all the things about you that drew me in."

"Really 'cause my likes are a little different; sculpted chest, rocking six-pack, sex hair the color of new pennies in the sun, loves me and has one hot as fuck tat; that's what I have noticed over the years."

"I love you so much, J," he says going to kiss me.

"I love you too, Eddie," I reply as I kiss him.

We kiss all sliding tongues and bodies. We both get semi-hard, but we don't touch eithers dick at all. We both are too tired for more sex. He slides his legs down my body pulling mine around him to let me rest as we keep kissing softly just pecks and nibbles.

"I think we need to head in," I tell him as we see the sun starting to go down.

"Ok. Can I have one more kiss first?" he asks kissing my neck.

I pull his lips to mine and it is full of emotion and passion this time. No grinding or groping just showing our feelings. We kiss long enough for me to move us to shallower water, so we both stand steadier.

He pulls back and says, "Hey."

I always follow his word, "Hey."

"Do you think we will ever forget that?" he asks quietly looking me in the eyes.

"What? How our friendship started?" I ask and he nods. "Nope, it's our thing even if others say it; it's more personal for us."

"I think so too. They may never know what it means to us; others I mean."

"Don't care if they do, as long as you do then that's all I need."

"Love you."

"Love you."

I pull him out of the water over to our towels and shake them out as I give him one. We dry off and he grabs our shirts as we walk back to the house.