-1Author's Note: I do NOT own Twilight and or any character or plot lines associated with Stephenie Meyer's creation. This fan fiction contains yaoi a.k.a. homosexual relations between males. It is rated M for mature. I know it's been awhile since I updated this but I hope you like the first part/chapter/ idk.

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The first two weeks of class passed by in a hazy wonderland of emotion filled days. Girls continued to gossip and fight over Mike, Jessica continued to grope Mike whenever possible, Mike continued to make every glorious class period a wonder bit of happiness in Jasper's mind, and Jasper would continue to come home with a smile on his face and his head in the clouds.

But soon the high that had Jasper walking on air most of the time was beginning to fade. The long exposure to Mike's everyday drama was creating a tolerance and it took more and more emotions to get Jasper to the previous state of intoxication. It was another week before Jasper started to notice the difference.

Jasper was laying in the grass in the meadow by his house . It was a Saturday and one of the few sunny days in Forks. Jasper watched the white fluffy clouds lazily float by him as the warm early morning sun shone down on him. After the first week of school Jasper had been so worked up that his high had lasted almost all weekend. This weekend he had come down after the first fourteen hours, twenty seven minutes and eight seconds of separation from his beloved Mike. Jasper had counted and it was beginning to bother him.

"Mike…" the name flowed across Jasper's lips in a honey coated whisper. Saying Mike's name sent a shock wave of loneliness through Jasper and he curled up on his side as he thought about the boy. Mike was always so carefree; no matter how much drama was going on around him. Mike was popular, he was kind, and he was naturally innocent. Jasper smiled as Mike became the only thing on his mind. Mike was…. Well Mike was just Mike and as much as it annoyed Jasper to admit it, Jasper missed the blond teen.

And there was the feeling that floated out of Mike every time they sat next to each other in class. It was like rose petals in the wind. The little sparks of warmth blew around them like stars. It was completely magical and Jasper knew he would never feel something that good for the rest of his life.

Thinking about the teen like this was almost as good as the real thing and a warm sizzling sensation started to grow in the pit of Jasper's stomach. Jasper looked down and saw that all his thinking about Mike had affected him in a different way. Jasper sat up a little and looked down at his crotch. Just the thought of Mike had cause Jasper to pop a mega boner and it was steadily growing more and more painful.

Jasper let out a moan of pleasure as the delicate flesh of his erection brushed against his jeans. Having lived during the Civil War Jasper had never quite caught on to the whole boxer or briefs movement and had gone commando for as long as he could remember. The friction caused by his jeans against his flesh was teasing him and he need more.

Laying back down onto his back, Jasper undid his jeans and pulled his erection free. Sweet little droplets of pre-cum were accumulating at the tip. Jasper ran a pale finger along the slit, his breath hitching as he touched the sensitive flesh, and gathering some of the warm liquid onto his fingertip. Jasper licked the musky fluid from his digit and he imagined what flavor Mike would possess.

The mention of Mike made his cock twitch with pleasure and Jasper let out a stifled moan. Jasper sat up and clasped his erection in desperation to begin pumping the weeping member. Jasper thought about Mike's hand on his cock, how his hand would feel on Mike's, and the emotions that would serge together as the climaxed in thunderous unison. Jasper's breath became heavy and lust-laden.

Jasper's fingers clutched harder to their prize as they moved along the shaft at a startling speed. "Mmmiiike…" Jasper gasped as the pleasure in his groin coiled tighter and tighter. "OH God, Mike."

With a body shaking scream, Jasper came. His cum flowing out onto the crushed wild flowers and grass beneath Jasper like snow. Jasper sat there for a moment, his limp cock in hand, and looked at the glossy liquid shine in the sun light. Mike's name trembling on his lips like poison.

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Mike shot up out of bed gasping for air. Shaking, Mike pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his forehead on the top of them. The dream had been so much more vivid then the others. Every part of his being was covered in the most erotic wonderful feeling. Mike moaned as he recalled the feeling of skin brushing against skin and lips pressed together in bruising kisses. Mike closed his eyes in pleasure as the remnants of the dream washed over him like stars.

And then the voice whispered across his mind. The loving, calm voice that had filled his dreams for weeks. It had haunted him in every sleeping moment and oh, how he loved that voice. He craved it. Every night he went to bed homing to hear that voice and every night he made love to that voice.

"Not again." Mike mumbled to himself as he looked down at his boxers. They were wet with pre-cum and sweat. Mike groaned as the head of his cock poked out of the slit in the material. Mike stroked his cock gently. It twitched in anticipation and a shiver went down Mike's back. "You sure aren't like normal morning wood."

Mike stripped off his moist boxers and reached over to his night stand to grab the small tube of lube he stashed there. Three weeks ago it had been used maybe once or twice. Now the tube was almost empty. Mike pushed the last of the gel out onto his palm. It was cool and the temperature reminded him of his lover's skin.

Although his lover and he had never had sex outside of his dreams, they were becoming more and more vivid and Mike found himself thinking about his night time companion most of the time. Mike smeared the cold gel along his shaft and he imagined his lover's hands were there instead of his own. Mike moaned in pleasure and continued his fantasying as his hands made short work of his pulsing erection. Mike groaned between clenched teeth as his spunk sprayed across his hand and thighs. The hot milky liquid snaked down the soft flesh of his leg in little rivers of cum to land of his sheets.

Mike sat there for a moment, recuperating, before wiping himself up with his sheets and standing up to stretch. Usually after he got off in the morning the intense feeling of separation in his chest would fade and he could go on with his day. But it failed to subside and Mike still felt lonely and wanting to hold his dream lover in his waking arms.

Mike walked to his bathroom door and looked back at his bed. "oh, Jasper.. I hope you come with a brand new bottle of lube next time." Mike sighed with a smile before turning around and walking to the shower. Mike knew that someday he would get his prize and that as soon as he did he wouldn't have to worry about morning wood.

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Author's note: So I know that his is short, but the next chapter is already in the works. It's the big confrontation chapter… kind of. Well review, vote, etc… reviews and request make me uber happy.

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Cally