A/N Thanks everyone again for the great response to my little story I love hearing from you and I hope I reply to all if I haven't I'm very sorry.
Big Thanks to my wonderful Debra Anne, for checking out my story and making me look oh so good...
I know this is not her cup off tea but she is a trooper and takes one for the team...once again thank you..
Lets go see what Jasper is up too...
I pull back, surely with a look of total shame and disgust on my face. I'm about to have my ass kicked to the curb, and I don't know how to hide my hideous emotions right now.
My chest hurts and I'm breathing unstably. It doesn't help that my eyes are stinging, some might say it's the tears, but Jasper Hale doesn't do that so I'm sticking with a sting.
I look down at Edward, he has his hands on my chest, and I stare in confusion - as I stare, I can't help thinking he's still the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, even in my moment of doubt, my mind tells me there will be no other. But! Didn't he just say stop? Didn't he just say no? So why is my boy smiling - not only smiling his chest is heaving, his luscious red lips are parted and short breaths gust from his lungs, and his long ass legs are still spread down each side of my thighs.
My embarrassment and doubt make me nervous, I've nowhere to turn and nowhere to hide. The flush on my face and the sting in my eyes give me every reason not to look him straight in his. I'm noticing everything now, the pattern in his curtains- the color of his bedroom rug, God even the wording of the boy scout diploma hanging on his wall becomes interesting.
My wondering eyes bring me full circle and I can't help myself from staring at his lap - well fuck! I really can't help it - I'm a growing hormonal boy after all! What I see causes me even more confusion but at the same time utter delight, his jeans are damp and overly tight his long, hard cock is trying to escape its denim-clad prison. And all I can do is stare, as I now sit back on my heels and gaze at him with uncertainty and lust.
He leans himself up on his elbows, then with the greatest of ease, wraps those long-ass legs around my waist, hooking his feet behind my ass at his ankles.
He pushes himself up towards me and wraps his arms around my back, hooking himself to me by grabbing my shoulders.
I don't know what to do at this point, I'm still so fucking confused. My arms are still lying limp by my sides, then he looks up all shy and hesitant, but with so much emotion, my belly flips, and I feel light headed, causing me to bring my arms up to wrap around Edward's shoulders.
He's now eye level with my chest, and takes this opportunity to place an oh so tender kiss right above my heart, and I sigh.
His hands are back on my chest again, and I feel the pads of his thumbs rub against both my nipples. I can't help myself, I let out a low growl, and my head falls back.
As I lift my head up and look down, all I see are his forest greens looking up at me, all warm and wanton. He smiles and rubs again, this time saying, "What's this, Jassssssssper?"
I can't fucking help myself, I'm going to fucking explode! He's such a little tease… 'Fucker.'
I grab his face with one hand and attack his fucking lips so hard and passionately. And when I need to breathe, I lean back and smile at him. "Wanna see Edwwwwwwward?" And oh my fucking gravy, his eyes go black and I think his heart skips a beat.
"Fuck yeah," he pants out, eagerly grabbing me by the hem of my shirt and lifting upwards. I raise my arms to help him, but he's so fucking eager, he nearly knocks us both on our asses. I let out a hearty laugh at my eager boy, and he chuckles.
Now my chest is bare and the cool air - or the fucking anticipation of him touching me - makes my nipples harder than I could ever imagine.
Once again he rubs the pads of his thumbs over the pebbled piercing, and I purr - I fucking purr like a cat - and my head falls to his shoulder. My body is trembling as his hot lips are now on my neck softly sucking the skin below my ear, and my eyes are shut so fucking tight, I'm hurting my eyeballs trying to keep my emotions under control. But fuck that all goes to shit when I decide ato open them slowly, with Edwards lap being my only view. All I can see is the waistband of his jeans and oh my fucking gravy, there it is. I shut my eyes again just to catch my breath, then I oh so slowly reopen them, and there it is again, the head off his hard as hell cock protruding from the band off his jeans, all hard and shiny, and I think I cum. I don't, but I think it - well maybe a little.
God it looks so good, I want to touch, it looks so tasty I want to lick, my tongue leaves my dry ass mouth and licks my lips in anticipation and I have to gulp down the saliva gathering at the back of my throat. Fuck me this is all too much right now.
I take a gulp of air into my lungs and straighten myself slowly, grabbing the hem of Edward's shirt I rip it from his God damn body like it was burning me to touch the thing. Edward laughs and lays himself back onto the bed, still keeping his long legs wrapped around my waist.
His smooth hands are rubbing up and down my arms, tracing my tattoo as his eyes penetrate me, looking straight into my soul. I lower myself to him, and his fingers roam up my arms across my shoulders and find their way into my hair, and then he pulls me forward down to him, and our lips lock once again, so tenderly and passionately I think I'm going to God damn cry. 'Like for-real this time people' I chant to myself, Hold it together Hale, hold it together, trying to make sure I can download this experience to memory, cause if I never ever get to do this again, I fucking want to make sure I remember every God damn detail for all my morning showers and late-night masturbation sessions.
We groan deep in our chests as once again we feel our cocks rub together through our jeans. I lean back a little, reaching my hand down, palming him above his denim, feeling his heat radiated from under the offensive material? He fucking whimpers into my mouth, and my body starts to tremble and tingle with the utter need for this boy. Now that I've seen the promised land, I so fucking want to taste and touch it. It looked so delectable and delicious. But as fast as the thought came to me, it leaves. 'Am I able? Do I know what I'm doing?' 'Shit! I've seen it in porn, but this is it! This is real life. What if I fuck up?'
Edward takes me out of my musing quickly by pulling back a little. I look at him, asking with my eyes: Is he OK? Is this OK?
He replies with a small nod and a sparkle in his eyes. But when I lean down to continue my assault on his mouth, he places a finger on my lips, stopping me in my actions.
I look at him confused like, slightly tilting my head to the side letting him know an explanation is needed. He closes his eyes and sighs softly, then without looking at me, he says, "How many?"
I don't say a word, cause I don't understand. I just keep staring at him.
he opens his eyes slightly, and I see the sadness that breaks my heart. My hand flies up and cups his cheek as I ask, "What, hon?" trying to sound confident.
"How many boys, have you had?" and I see his bottom lip quiver a little.
I back up a bit and stare down at him, contemplating what to say. My head tells me to be 'cocky Jasper' and lie, saying lots - too many to count - but my heart tells me that nothing good would come out of it. So I lean into Edward, putting my now sweaty forehead to his sweaty forehead, and sigh, taking a deep breath and releasing it through my nose. I open my eyes and look at him - my boy so beautiful and strong! I can't lie! "None, Edward. None. And there will be no others. Only you".
And God does my heart break a little more, cause the boy looks so elated, and triumphant - like he was holding his breath, expecting disappointment, and suddenly found none. And once again, I smile down at him.
He kisses me hard, pulling on my hair even harder, trying to dominate my mouth with his tongue, like he wants to possess every living part of me. And his hips buck up, rubbing his hard dick against my own. And fuck do we groan. I feel the sweat run down the side of my head, and my hair is sticking to me.
He speaks into my mouth, "Jasper," and I kiss him harder. Once again I hear "Jassssssssssper..." I start to smile into the kiss, knowing this has got to be good. I lean back, kissing his lips and nose one last time, and look down at him.
The boy is flushed and sweaty, but oh so sexy; and I can't help myself but smile at him as he stares at me. "Yes?"
He blinks, and once again his eyes are black, "Yes, Edwwwwwwwwwwwward?" Again smiling like a fucking fool, he blinks and takes a deep breath, looking up at me with all his beauty. He opens his lovely red as cherry lips and says, "Take me."
Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit. Did I just fucking hear him right? I lean upon my forearms and stare into his face. "Excuse me, Edward?"
"I want you to fuck me, Jasper, please."
My fucking belly flips and my heart stops all at the same time, and I feel the air being sucked out of the room. 'What the fuck? What the fuck am I supposed to do now?'
This boy is giving me my fantasy and is fulfilling every fucking wet dream I have ever had of him up until this point, and all I can do is freeze.
I close my eyes to control myself and breathe deeply. Then I reopen them and look at him. Once again, there's a saddened look on his face and a tear rolls down his cheek, hitting the pillow behind his head. "Don't you want me, Jasper? Don't you want me that way?" And again his bottom lip quivers. God damn me, I'm an idiot.
I reach up and touch his face. It's so soft and flushed that I have to kiss the tip of his nose again. Then I proceed, "Babe" I sigh at my term of endearment. "Babe, I want nothing more than to fuck you right now, but we might be moving too fast for that, and to be honest it scares me. We need to rein this in and take things just a little slower before we get to that point. Plus, I don't think we have the necessary means to accomplish that task at this moment, and I sure as hell know that saliva ain't gonna cut it. When we do get to do this, I want it to be slow, steady, passionate and safe. And to do that, we have some purchases to make first..." And I smile.
He smiles at me in understanding, and I let out a sigh of relief, pleased with myself. I think I handled that quite well.
We kiss tenderly, the elephant in the room is brought to the foreground and expelled from this experience, bringing us back to being just together like this. "How long till your parents get home'" I ask with a wink, looking at the clock.
"A few more hours. Why?
"Shower with me." I smile.
"Really?"
"Yes, really, Edward. We're sticky and sweaty, and the air is thick in this room. You need to at least crack a window unless you really want your parents to know what you've been up to," I say with a smirk.
He smiles up at me, unwrapping himself, and cracks a window. Returning to the bed, he leans in, kissing my lips, and says, "Hell yeah, let's go."
As I enter the bathroom, he already has the water running. He's unzipping his jeans, and I feel a lump at the back of my throat. I swallow hard and proceed to undo my own. 'Jasper, what the fuck were you thinking? Nice try on taking this slow Hale.'
Within seconds, we are standing buck naked in front of one another, and I can't help but stare. He's so fucking beautiful, I've never wanted anyone as much as I want him right now. He is also staring, and I see his anticipation. He's finding it hard to swallow and takes in large gulps of air, so I move forward and touch his face. He shivers, so I pull him close and we both shiver together.
He opens the shower door and steps in, still holding my trembling hand, I gladly follow him. God the water feels good, I revel in the steam and heat that is relaxing my bones and easing my nerves.
He has his back to me, and the hot water is running down his glorious shoulders, cascading where his hips meet his butt cheeks, and once again I swallow hard. He looks so delicious. He turns his attention to me, smiling, holding his head back, letting the water run through his hair. His hands come up to run his fingers through it, and his eyes are close, giving himself a minute to wallow in the hot water and steam.
I take this opportunity to look down at his cock. It's semi-hard, and I so want to touch it, so I do. His eyes spring open and his hands go to my shoulders, trying to steady himself as he lets out a small gasp. He moves closer, and my name falls from his lips, "Fuck, Jasper" is all he can manage. Now it's my turn to smile.
I release him, and he whimpers, so I lay an attentive kiss right on his forehead as I grab his shampoo, holding it up so he can see it. He looks confused while he watches me pour some onto the palm of my hand, then when I reach down to wrap my long fingers around him again, the look of understanding now crosses his beautiful, elated face, and I smirk at him, his arms now around my neck and his body pressed against me.
I move slowly and steadily, trying to remember how I would like this done to me. He buries his face in my neck, I pull him tighter as he whimpers and gasps at all the right moments, and my body can't help but respond. My cock's getting so fucking hard, I press it against my fingers as I stroke Edward, I have to pull back a little and take it slow, I'm not really sure of what I'm doing, its a weird sensation when its not your own, so I have to look.
He released an hungered whimper, and I smile to reassure him that I'm not stopping. Once again I reach for the shampoo and pour a little extra into my hands, rubbing them together between us until I get a good lather going, then I reach down and grab Edward once more wallowing in the fact that he feels the need to breathlessly repeat my name over and over. "Fuck Jasper."
He moves a little closer, which is exactly what I need, cause not only do I wrap my fingers around Edward's cock, but I also grab my own, holding them both together with one hand and stroking slowly. And with that, we gasp in unison, "Fuck."
Shit, this feels so good, and I really don't know how long I'm going to last. We're kissing like our lives depended on it, I can't get enough of him. My lips are on his lips, his face, his neck, and he tastes so fucking awesome right now. I keep pumping and pulling, I hope to God I'm doing this right. I think I am, cause Edward's making all these delicious noises and is biting down on my shoulder. It hurts a little, but right now I don't give a fuck.
He pushes into me harder, I feel I'm coming undone. I wrap my arm around his back and cup his ass cheek with my hand. It feels so soft and smooth, and I can feel his muscles tense under my fingertips. My soapy hand moves slowly towards the crack of his ass. As I run my fingers down it, oh my fucking God, he moans louder than I've ever heard, and I know it could be the acoustics of the bathroom, but I'm hoping it's my hands on him that are causing this reaction and loud moans.
His lips and teeth are on my neck he's sucking and nibbling hard at my skin. He pulls back a little, gasping for air, as he says, "More, Jasper. More please." Shit! He doesn't have to ask me twice, I kiss him hard with all I have, trying to show him how much this all means to me. As I slip my finger between his cheeks searching for his puckered entrance, the tip of my finger teases it, and suddenly I feel his body tense.
I kiss and pump him a little harder to distract him, and oh God, it works. I'm able to push forward down to the first knuckle, mentally having to remind myself to God damn breathe. I'm light headed and my stomach is flipping like a pancake right now, but I move forward and press on until I get in a little deeper. I really don't know what to do, the zillion hours of gay porn have chosen this exact moment to vanished from my memory, so I press in and pull out in time with stroking our cocks.
Getting bold I bend my finger a little, as much as I can in such a tight - oh so tight – space, and "bingo." By George, I've got it. I hit his sweet spot, and fuck me and the horse I rode in on, the flood gates opened and everything happened at once. His body started to convulse, and my heartbeat started thumping in my ears. I stroked us harder and faster than I ever thought I could.
Cum left our bodies like Niagara Falls, and it shot everywhere it could reach, my chest, face, hair… I even think I got some in my God damned eye. But at this fucking moment, I couldn't care less. I was on my way to blissful heaven. And by the look on Edward's face, so was he. He was flushed from head to toe, his breathing was all over the place, and the smile that was on his lips was exquisite.
He looked up at me sleepily, with heavy eyes, and all I could do was kiss him and sigh. "Jasper, that was amazing, awesome, outstanding…"
I leaned over, kissing him again. "I know, Edward. I know." We continued to wash and touch each other - slowly this time - and cleaned down the shower before leaving. After drying off and redressing, we lay on top of his bed, his small ass bed. Smiling to myself, I turn to Edward, who is still grinning like a fucking mad man. "I guess we have some purchases to make."
A/N hope you are all still enjoying my story, I know you needed a little Jasper and Edward loving, hope that scratched the itch, there will be more to come, once again thanks for reading and thanks to Debra Anne for everything