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Song Inspiration for chapter are "Secrets" One Republic & "Superbass" by Nicki Minaj


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JPOV

Stirring in my sleep, I swear there is something warm next to me with its hand wrapped around my waist. With a sigh, I flip on my back, yawning and stretching as the something moves away and chuckles.

"You're cute when you're waking up." The sound of Edward's voice makes me smile. Groaning out, I take a peek at him as he peers down at me before I lazily throw my arm over his thigh.

"I thought it was a dream. I didn't think you were real for a minute there," I tell him.

"This is how real I am," he replies as he dips his head bringing his warm lips to mine. Morning breath be damned when Edward's soft lips touch mine. I moan into the kiss as he deepens it and my morning wood twitches as I grind into his side. He turns to me letting me feel the effect I have on him and I take full advantage of that, rubbing our clothed erections together. Between the static from our pajama pants and the delicious feeling of his hard dick as he mounts my lap, I'm lost in ecstasy.

He is the first to pull away, stopping us before things go any further because I damn well didn't have the strength to tear myself away. I want him and my pout and audible groan when he gets up were enough to prove that.

"Come on, Edward," Bracing myself up on one of my hand, I groan out as I watch him make his way to the bathroom, wishing that he was naked. "Just one more kiss," I say, biting my lip for added effect when he looks at me.

He smiles broadly, saying, "I can't. I have a date on Saturday." Before continuing into the room.

When he closes the door behind, I throw myself down across the bed, smiling at the thought of our date on Saturday.

After we'd all sat down for dinner last night, I got to thinking and I realized that I didn't want to wait until Sunday to take Edward out. I would go out of my mind by then. Could fucking be on the brain? Hell yes, but that wasn't only what it was about. I was excited at the prospect of dating Edward in itself. Of having him as my boyfriend, and hearing him call me that. I wanted a relationship with him and it would be one that I would not be hiding.

I was stepping out of my parents' closet and being true to myself as a grown ass man who had no more reason to be living my life for them. Mother had warned me about the repercussions. Yet, Grandpa said there would be none and that he was behind me 110% with whatever I decided.

So, by the time we said our good nights to Jake and he left, and then to Tanya, who squealed all the way to the guestroom, I had come to the decision to take Edward out on a date with New York on Saturday. He needed to truly see what this city had to offer and I thought taking him to some famed tourist spots along with a few of my favorite places to go would be the best thing to do. We would have a long day and night ahead of us, but I really hope that he'd enjoy it.

When Edward comes out of the bathroom fresh from his shower, my cock twitches at the sight of him with that towel wrapped around his waist. I let out an audible groan, throwing him a stink eye, but he only smirks at me and drop the towel. My cock feels like it's about to burst through the seams of my pajama when his bare ass is displayed while he searches through his stuff for clothes. He continues to tease me as he languidly puts on his underwear followed by his pants, laughing as I let out whimpering sounds.

Not being able to stand it anymore I jump up and practically run to the bathroom. I scrub every inch of my body as images of Edward and me in this shower race through my mind, teasing and tantalizing me until I wrap my hand around my length. By the time I'm out of the bathroom, Edward is gone and the bed is made. I get dressed, smiling at the fact that he made the bed and head out of the room to see what he's up to. Walking into the living room, shrieks of laughter meets my ears, leading me to the kitchen.

In there, I find Edward and Tanya messing around as they prepare breakfast. I lean against the door for a minute, just watching them as they laugh and play. When they both spot me, Tanya smiles and walks over, bidding me good morning. Once that's out of the way, she launches into her complaint as to how Edward is ruining her breakfast. When my eyes meet Edward's, he simply rolls his and says, she was fucking up breakfast and he's here to save it. That comment earns Edward a deadly glare from Tanya before she makes some sort of karate yell and starts chasing him round and round the kitchen.

Taking control of the situation, I send them both out of the kitchen, moving to prepare breakfast myself. Once everything is finished and I have the scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes plated, I set the table and call them over to eat.

Things remain calm during breakfast as we talk and joke around. I can't keep the smile of my face as I watch Edward and Tanya interact. Sure, it's great to have someone else here with me. I might like the fact that I live alone but seeing them around the table with me sends a thrill of happiness. It's like being a part of a family. Aside from that though, I can see something there between them; a closeness.

From stealing food off of each other's plate to whisper things to one another, they were lost in their own little world; not that they exclude me. On the contrary, I've been integrated in this world real well and whenever something is said that they can't work out, I'm brought in as a mediator. For a tiny moment, I wonder if they ever have been more than friends. I want to dismiss the thought, but I can't. It's right there, clear as day, and I know I won't be satisfied until I ask Edward about it. It's not like I'd have a problem with it, to me, him sleeping with Tanya is far better than him being with those other men. I want ask him about that too. I want to know everything. But Lord knows, all of it is far better than me sleeping with Alice. I'd have to tell Edward about that. I want to go about the right way–whatever it may been–with him.

When breakfast is over, Tanya clears the table and with a quick kiss on Edward's lips, I excuse myself and head to my office to make a few calls. I call Leah first to check on the progress of their place, only to get good news that it'll be ready very soon. Leah is a miracle worker and I'd definitely be using her services again, if I ever need it.

However, aside from hearing that and being happy because Edward and Tanya will finally be able to see the apartment, I also feel a pang of sadness at the thought of Edward leaving. But if I proposed that he stay with me, I think it'll freak him out, and that, I do not want.

After hanging up with Leah, I call the university and speak with the office, letting them know I'd be back on Monday morning. The next call is to my granddad to let him know what's happening with Edward, the move, and just about everything else.

He tells me he's happy I got them out, and that he's proud of me for finding jobs for them. When he tells me that he looks forward to meeting Edward, it makes me smile. That smile broadens even more when Edward knocks on the ajar door, and I nod for him to enter. He walks in with a glass of lemonade and places it on my desk before he turns and leaves.

When he closes the door behind him, I'm hit with the thought of moving in with me and I share it with Grandpa.

"I want him to move in with me," I tell him.

Grandpa is quiet for a minute. He then let's out a heavy sigh and says, "It's too fast, my boy. It'll scare the fella. If he's been on his own all this time, then some rich guy dropping in his life and wanting to play Prince Charming will make him cautious. He won't want that. I think the apartment, the job, those are good. Those Edward can handle, but living with you? Not yet, Jasper."

By the time Grandpa finishes, I realize that he's right. It's too soon for Edward to move in with me. Things can change down the road–even if I don't want them to–and he and I will need our space. I know I thought about it earlier but I guess I needed someone to talk me out of it before I go ahead and ask Edward. When our conversation moves to my parents and how they're hounding the both of us, I quickly remember that I haven't shared the latest revelation about Edward with Grandpa.

"Hey, old man, I've got something to say and umm…I want you to know that it doesn't affect the way I feel about Edward. It's just something we have to move on from."

"Alright then, young man, shoot," Grandpa says.

"Well, Edward he, uh...," I start, wondering just how much I should tell him before deciding on just the basics. I don't think Edward wants too many people to find out what he used to do for a living. "He's a Masen, and they kicked him out because he was gay and then he had to do whatever was necessary to survive until I met him."

"Damn, boy, I can't believe this," Grandpa says, incredulously. "They kicked him out?"

"Yeah."

"So all that talk about their son being away overseas is bullshit?"

"Well, if by overseas they mean in my loft currently washing dishes and laughing with his friend, then yeah, he's overseas."

"Why is he there?" Grandpa asks.

"Because when I saw where they lived, I knew I had to speed things up," I tell him before going on, "He's so smart, old man, I can't believe it at times. He rivals my students and even me. I love being around him."

"I'm happy for you, Son," Grandpa tells me with a sigh. I know he's worried and I want to know about what.

"What is it?"

"Well, Jasper, when this all comes to light, what happens next?"

"I honestly don't know but I can only hope Edward and I will be fine."

"I hope so too." We drop the heavy discussion for something else and again, Grandpa tries to sneak in business talk. I know that he hopes I'd reconsider his past offer of letting me run the company over Dad, but I still wasn't having it. We agree to disagree on that before bidding each other goodbye.

Leaving my office behind, I find Edward and Tanya in the living room watching TV. I drop down on the couch next to Edward, and he takes my hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing my knuckles without looking away from the movie that has just started.

~~sjfm~~

"Okay, Tanya, you've got everything?" I ask, holding the door open for Edward as he passes me with a duffel bag in his hand. He gives me a quick kiss, but before he can move away, I grab him to me, making him laugh against my lips.

"Hey, hey, small girl here with heavy bag," Tanya says breaking me out of my lust induced haze. Edward laughs and walks off while I run and grab the heavy duffel bag from Tanya.

"Whew, I almost died while some people made out with their boyfriend," she says while mocking me with kissing sounds. It's been great to have Tanya around. She's a great friend and I can see why Edward loves her so much. She's carefree, fun, jovial, and most of all, she makes Jake trip all over himself like a mumbling, bumbling thirteen year old. It pleases me to no end to see that and it aggravates the hell of him when Edward and me laugh at him. What's the best thing is when Edward had commented that all men are like that with Tanya.

Jake had practically growled like an animal.

Another thing I love is the fact that Tanya has been calling Edward and me boyfriends all week. While Edward tries to talk her out of it, I have yet to stop her because I love the sound of it.

"Sorry about that, hun." She laughs and smacks me on the shoulder before heading over to the opened door and standing beside it. Once I get out, she locks up for me and we go downstairs together. Jake is waiting in his car while Edward is standing by my trunk waiting to load the last of his and Tanya's things.

It's Friday and it's moving day.

Leah had called earlier on and said that the place was ready. I had relayed the message to Tanya and Edward. While Tanya jumped up and down in excitement, Edward looked a bit sad and I got the urge to ask him to stay with me again before quickly dismissing the thought.

"So, where are we heading?" Tanya says while bouncing up and down in the backseat like a little kid. She reaches between us while throwing me a questioning glare as she touches the radio and I nod yes. As I drive off, she switches the stations until she stops on hip hop and starts singing along.

Edward rolls his eyes and shakes his head as I ask, "Who's this?"

"NIcki Minaj," she says before going back to singing the song.

I keep Edward's free hand in mine as the song plays and we make our way to their new place.

The drive there is a short one and before we know it, Jake is pulling up behind my parked car and we're making our way upstairs with their things. Leah meets us as we step off the elevator. She introduces herself to Tanya and Edward and they all shake hands. She then leads us to the door, opening it for us as Jake and I lug their stuff inside. When we turn around, I notice Edward and Tanya by the door, hugging as she whispers something to him as he buries his head in her shoulder. Worry fills me as I drop the bags and make my way over to them. On my appearance beside them, Tanya smiles sadly and moves out of Edward's tight hug. Before I can ask a thing, he pulls me to him, crying on my shoulder. Sobs wrack his body as he keeps a death grip on my shirt.

"Thank you," he sobs in my ear. His broken voice tugs at my heart while simultaneously fuelling my hate for the Masens.

"Anything for you, baby," I tell him.

We pull apart and he looks at me for what seems like forever before pulling my lips to his. I move us away from the open door, practically slamming Edward's back against the wall as I devour his mouth. Dominating the kiss, I push my tongue in his mouth, massaging it with my own. I pull away before we can go any further, leaning my head against his as we both catch our much needed breath.

"Wanna go in?" I ask. I don't know what has come over him but he needs consoling and to take things slow at the moment. If he wasn't ready to be here just yet then I'd take him back to my place in a heartbeat, but it's his choice.

"You don't have go in if you don't want to," I tell him as he buries his face in my neck again.

"It's not that," he mumbles against my skin. If I wasn't so worried about him, I would've been turned on by the move, but not now.

"It's just…" he sighs deeply before lifting his head and straightening his shoulders to say, "It's overwhelming and I can't believe it's happening. I can't believe we're out. I can't believe I never have to sleep with another stranger again for money. It's…just…I…" He bursts into tears again and I pull him into a hug.

Jake peers out at us and mouths "What's wrong?" I tell him it's okay and he heads back inside.

After a while, Edward finally works up the courage to go into the apartment and look around. I take him through his and Tanya's new pad, showing him all the details. The open space of their place excites him and the spacious kitchen entices him. He smiles when he walks over to the living room area. A large window lights the room brightly and added to the large bookshelf, he says it will be the perfect place for him to sit and read. Tanya smiles and wipes her tears away before turning and heading to her own room.

I drag Edward down the hall to his bedroom; which he gasps at when we enter. The king size bed takes up the middle of the grey and white room along with the large rug by his beside, but there is still plenty of space for him to add things. He loves the bathroom as well, with its tiled bath/shower combo and basin sink. All through the tour, Edward never lets go of my hand and it comforts me to no end. Seeing his reaction, though sad, lets me know that this was the right decision to make.

We still have lots to talk about such as school, but I want to take it one step at a time. I leave Edward in his room, heading back out to Leah to thank her.

"It's my pleasure," she says. "If you ever need my help again, let me know."

"Will do."

After she leaves, Jake and I start to unpack the few things they had for the kitchen. "What was that about?" Jake asks after a bout of silence.

"He was overwhelmed."

"Poor kid. It's not surprising though. I mean one minute you're down on your luck cause your folks are dicks and then you're here. It's a lot to take."

"Yeah, I know." Tanya joins us a minute later, hugging me to her and thanking me for everything. She joins us and not seeing Edward come out of his bedroom, I excuse myself to go and check on him.

When I get there, I find him lying on the bed, curled into a ball, his back bouncing with the cries he was trying to muffle. I thought we'd resolve this a bit but I guess I'm wrong.

"Hey, baby." I climb on the bed beside him and pull him into my arms.

"I feel like a fucking girl." He chuckles out. "What's wrong with me?"

"Not a damn thing."

"I should be happy, not whimpering and sniffling every second."

"I know."

"But I can't," he cries. "I…just…I can't."

I want to do something, anything to make him feel better and as I think of what I want to do, I tell him I'll be back and leave him there. Meeting Tanya and Jake in the kitchen, I ask them to go shopping for groceries. They take a look at each other before deducting that Edward and I need a moment alone. I take whatever they dish out, and hand Tanya my black card. She looks at it wide eyed for a minute before meeting my eyes and I tell her to get whatever she thinks they'll need and to pick up something nice for herself. She runs for her bag and drags Jake out as he throws me a glare.

Jake always hates shopping.

Making my way back to Edward's room, I find him in the same position on the bed, curled into a ball. I close his door behind me, locking it. When the bed dips beneath my weight, he looks up at me. His red eyes make my heart bleed and with a sigh, I pull closer to him.

"What are you doing? Where's Tan…" He begins but the question is cut off by my lips as I mold them to his own. When I pull away, he tries to question me again, but I'm not having it. My sole purpose right now is to make him feel good.

So I straddle his thighs when he turns on his back, preparing to get up. I pull his soft lips in-between my own, sucking and gently biting on them until he moans in my mouth. His hands are on my jean clad thighs gripping them and moaning into our kiss.

I pull his shirt over his head, breaking our kiss to do so, before moving back to his sweet mouth.

"Mmmm…Jasper," he breaths out as my mouth takes up purchase on his neck; leaving my mark there. His hands find my hair, tugging me back to his waiting, swollen lips.

We bite, suck, and kiss until our lungs beg for air as Edward's hips start to grind against my own in need. A need I can understand, but not yet.

"Not yet, baby," I breath out and he groans in need, lifting his hips to meet mine, circling his hips as he grasps my ass. The movement tempts me to no end, causing me to seriously consider fucking him.

But I can't.

Looking into his forest green eyes, I can see his desire for me dancing around in them. It pains me not to be able to fill him with my cock, but it'll have to wait.

At least until tomorrow.

Right now wasn't about me. So as I pull myself away from his lips, crawling down his hard body until my knees hit the floor between his open legs, I keep my eyes solely on him as I unbutton his jeans and pull his cock out, eyeing the erect member as if it were the promised land. I make sure our eyes are locked until he closes his to the feel of my tongue.

I take a tentatively lick of the head as he moans out and arches up off the bed before I slam his hips back down against the bed. I then take the sensitive engorged head of his dick into my mouth, sucking it while running my hand up his torso taking his nipple between my fingers, twisting them.

He moans and thrashes around while my head bobs up and down his length. I lick, suck, and nip at it until he begs me to let him come. I answer his pleas by tugging on his balls until he shouts his release and streams of his come fill my mouth. I swallow all he gives me, licking him clean before crawling up his frame to lay beside him.

As we lay there, Edward, flaccid and hanging out of his pants, unable to move. I run my hand over his chest while thinking, tomorrow and our date can't get here fast enough.


The boys take a step forward and tomorrow they'll take yet another one. Reviews are love. Let me know what you think.

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