I'm so grateful to everyone showing me love on my story. Thank you so much for readers with or without accounts. I love reading your thoughts and it's much appreciated. This is another long one for you. Took me forever to write but I did it:-)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight because if I did, the wolf pack would've had sex initiations. What happens in the pack, stays in the pack;-}
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Chapter 3: Hidden Desires
It was mid afternoon. Jacob sat patiently looking every so often at the entrance of 44th SW Ristorante & Bar. It was still early so he tried not to focus too much on the door and more on the basket of bread and butter the waitress left for him after taking his order of eggplant rollatini. Breaking off a piece of bread, Jacob picked up the butter knife that was lying on a napkin to the right and scooped up a little butter from out of the small tin cup before spreading it on the bread and eating it. Looking around, Jacob took in the décor. The place was small with a bar located in the back corner. The colors varied in shades of dark reds and browns. The flooring was reddish brown engraved concrete of diamond shapes. Overhead lightening of various designs scattered throughout the restaurant. The tables were square shaped with a glossy finish over dark wood. Each table consisted of miniature lamp style candle holders where the light from the candle flickers through the open spaces of the mini beaded lamp shades.
It was quiet in the restaurant, as Jacob preferred it. Beside's himself, only two other people sat at separate tables near the front of the restaurant as busboys in loss black t-shirts and pants walked around wiping down the unoccupied tables. Jacob loved the rare moments the restaurant wasn't busy. It gave him a chance to think clearly without the constant chatter going on among the other diners. He had a lot of things on his mind as of late. His article that's due tomorrow… Edward and his time consuming job… Emmett… it's been a week since his outing with Emmett. A week since he felt Emmett's hands all over his body. A week since he almost…
Jacob pinched the bridge of his nose, a habit he picked up from Edward, trying to get what almost happened out of his head. He still couldn't believe his actions that night. What was he thinking? That's right. He wasn't thinking because if he was, he was definitely sure that would've never been a possibility. And then to have Jasper, of all fucking people, be the one to call him out. He really didn't need what might've happened getting back to Edward. Hopefully Jasper didn't notice. Jacob had to hope for that. Besides, ever since that night, Jacob hadn't heard or even seen Emmett. He was avoiding Emmett… like the plague… but he was almost sure Emmett was doing the same to him. Every night he would close his eye dreaming about that moment he almost kissed Emmett. Only, in the dreams there were no interruptions.
He honestly didn't know what he would say to Emmett if they eventually came across each other. That incident confused the fuck out of him. He understood how he might've tried to kiss him because let's face it, he was attracted to Emmett. He could admit that to himself. Yes, he's with Edward but no, was he not blind nor incapable of finding someone's personality appealing. He's human. Being in a relationship does not automatically shut down his ability to find someone else attractive other than Edward. It was a natural reaction he couldn't help. He got that, but what he didn't get was Emmett seeming as if he was going to kiss him back.
Jacob closed his eyes thinking about the feel of Emmett's hands all over his body. They molded into each other perfectly. He remembered looking into Emmett's eyes and seeing a sense of calm in them. Not lust… but a look of total relaxation. It was like Emmett was in a trance of sorts, as if he was feeling something for the very first time and losing himself in it. It was intense. Emmett held him like he never wanted to let go and Jacob found himself lost in the intensity of the moment. What made Emmett almost kiss him back? Was he that caught up in the moment? Did the alcohol influence his actions? Jacob didn't know. He was confused as ever. He knew if he was going back and forth about the incident, he could only imagine the confusion Emmett must be in.
Jacob would be lying if he said he wasn't concerned how Emmett might act towards him. They were getting along so well that day so he'd hate for that incident to be the reason they could no longer continue to be friends, especially since Emmett hadn't made any attempt at contacting him. So out of fear of the inevitable, Jacob also kept his distance, focusing on spending more time with Edward and completing his assignments, including a recent article he's writing about a Bronx native by the name of James "Hell bound" Miller who, after coming out of the closet on Twitter, got dropped from his label shortly after.
The label, Val Hella Records, claimed James was 'let go' due to a 'contract dispute' but to Jacob the timing was too coincidental for his liking so he gathered information from two anonymous sources from the label that said James' record sales were through the roof but yes, he was in the middle of contract negotiations. James' previous contract expired and with the success from his last album, it would've been expected that he'd ask for more money. One source enquired that there was never any talk about dropping James because he simply was one of the highest selling artists they had. The other source said that right before the Twitter confession, the label was, in fact, ready to agree to his terms but when the word got out about James' sexuality, the label started receiving hate mail and threatening phone calls so when James finally came down to the office, they weren't surprised about James getting dropped.
Taking another glance at the entrance up ahead, Jacob slowly exhaled as he watched a tall, lean, slightly muscular built with dirty blonde unruly hair and smoky gray eyes walk over towards him wearing a pair of denim blue jeans that fit snug in all the right places and a white wife-beater which showed off the slight muscle tone in his chest. Jacob stood up to greet him.
"Thanks for agreeing to do this James," Jacob greeted extending his hand to shake. James shook his hand firmly giving Jacob that sexy smirk he's so famous for. Jacob watched as James took in his whole body structure draped in brown Armani.
"It's my pleasure," James replied letting go of his hand as Jacob motioned for him to sit opposite of him before taking his own seat. "You know, every week I read your work. It's honestly what made me make my decision to come out finally. Now the media won't stop hounding me. I've got reporters everywhere on my cock trying to get an exclusive. It's a wonder I didn't go into hiding. But then, my publicist informs me that thee Jacob Black from One Voice requested an interview. I couldn't dare turn down the man whose words motivated me to make the biggest decision of my life. A thank you is in order."
"I don't know about that," Jacob said taking a sip of his red wine. "Some would say this was a pretty risky step, considering how well you're doing on the charts. Plus, you were in the middle of a big contract deal when they let you go. Do you think your fans will still follow after your admission? Some has already voiced their concerns on the matter."
"I can't control what people say. My true fans wouldn't care who I stick my cock into. I have no doubt they will follow me. Everybody else? Well they could go fuck themselves. And you can quote me on that."
"Oh I will," Jacob said with a slight smile taking out his mini recorder from out of his inside blazer pocket and placing it on the table while pressing down on the red button. "Now James, let's talk about the real reasons behind your exit from Val Hella."
For the next two hours, Jacob listened intensely as James answered question after question about his departure from the label, his own struggles of coming to terms with who he is, along with secret affairs he had with particular presumably straight artists and actors. Once he got everything he needed to finish his article, Jacob concluded the interview signaling the waitress to bring him the check.
"Once again, I'd like to thank you for giving me this interview. I know a lot of people are anxious to read your take on everything that's been going on," Jacob said as the waitress brought the bill to him. Looking it over real quick, Jacob handed over his American Express.
"As I said, it was my pleasure," James asked looking over at Jacob suggestively. "Listen, if you're free tonight, maybe I could entice you with dinner at one of my favorite restaurants and then maybe we could go back to my place for desert. I bet you taste even better than you look."
Smiling at him, Jacob didn't answer right away. He was quite used to being propositioned by people he conducts interviews with. Men and women alike. He never accepts the offers of course but it's flattering nonetheless.
"As hot as that sound, and James, you are hot, I have to decline. I have a boyfriend so…"
"So in other words, we can't have fun," James interrupted as they stood up to leave. "Too bad Jacob, you might've found out how I really got the name Hell Bound."
Jacob arched an eyebrow as James chuckled at Jacob's facial expression before walking away.
"Keep my number beautiful, just in case shit doesn't work out with lover boy," James said overhead never breaking stride as he headed out of the restaurant leaving Jacob shaking his head smiling to himself.
After heading out himself from the restaurant, Jacob walked out into the bright sunny streets of Hell's Kitchen as he walked a few blocks down to where his black Camry was parked before getting in and starting the engine. Pulling out of the space, Jacob headed further downtown towards 34th street so he could check in on Edward. It's been a while since Jacob's been to Edward's job and would normally not go due to all the chaos at the office but Edward wasn't expected home until late and so Jacob decided to steal some moments with him before heading back home.
Once he found a parking space, which took him about a half an hour to locate, Jacob got out and walked five blocks towards Edward's job. The law offices of Volturi, Cullen, and Whitlock were located at 350 Fifth Avenue on the 38th floor. Walking inside the building, Jacob made his way through the throngs of people in the spacious lobby filled with brown marble floors and gold trimmings, until he found his way towards the elevators. After pressing the 'up' button, Jacob waited less than a minute before an elevator came down to the main floor. Getting into the elevator, along with a few others who ran to catch the elevator, Jacob pressed button 38 and waited for everyone else to punch in their floors before the doors closed and they all headed up.
Once the elevator reached his floor, Jacob squeezed his way out from the crowded elevator and proceeded to head to the corner office located down the hall. The place was busy as always with cranky lawyers, impatient clients, and nervous secretaries all around him as he walked by. Giving a friendly nod to Edward's secretary Susan, who was sitting at her desk typing nervously on her key board, Jacob knocked on Edward's door before entering.
"Do we have the lady's statement, yes or no?" Edward asked on the phone seeing Jacob by the door but not really acknowledging his presence. He had a throbbing headache and nobody replaced the breakfast blend supply. Edward's never good without his coffee. "Ok, good… wait, what?... we can't give her that!... tell her we'll try to get her a reduced sentence but there's no way she's getting full immunity… Fine, she doesn't want to help my client? Ok, you tell her if she doesn't comply, not only will I press charges on her but that I'll see to it that she gets the max sentence! You tell her that and get back in touch with me." Edward clicked the phone tossing his cell on the desk as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. His head was killing him.
Jacob smiling slightly at his over worked boyfriend, he walked through the spacious office of solid brown carpet, brown leather furniture, and wide floor to ceiling windows and stood behind Edward's chair massaging Edward's shoulders. Edward leaned into the feeling as Jacob relieved the tension that settled in.
"Fuck, that feels good Love," Edward moaned closing his eyes as he let his mind relax enough to stop his head from throbbing. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I wanted to spend some time with you before heading home. Looks like you can use a distraction."
"You have no idea. First this idiot…" Edward began ranting about his incompetent co-workers, his unruly clients, and his insecurities about not being sure he'll win this latest case he's working on, which could end up being his first lost case EVER. Jacob listened patiently, commenting when necessary as he moved the massage up towards his scalp.
"Babe, you can't let them get to you," Jacob encouraged as his fingers worked magic through Edward's hair. "You're always trying to be perfect at this. I know this is going to sound foreign to you but you need to know that it's ok to fail from time to time. We all do at some point in our lives. It's not the end of the world."
"Yes well, maybe not for you but if I fail, my clients pay the price," Edward conveyed letting out a sigh. "It never ends… anyway, enough about me. What about you? How did the interview go?"
Jacob then launched into the allegations surrounding James "Hell Bound" Miller's exit from his label and the gist of what James felt about it. As he went on talking, Jacob moved from behind Edward's chair and planted himself against his desk in front of Edward. Listening to Jacob was always soothing for Edward. It gave him an opportunity to clear his head and focus solely on the sound of Jacob's voice. A smile crept up on Edward's face thinking about it. Noticing Edward's change of mood, Jacob stopped talking smirking over at Edward curiously.
"What has you smiling so bright right now?" Jacob asked as Edward stood up directly in front of him. Edward's green eyes darkened with lust.
"You," Edward answered breathlessly before bringing his lips to Jacob's as he tasted a bit of the red wine Jacob had earlier. "God Jacob, you're like a breath of fresh air to me… I need you… please Love…"
Jacob's cock stiffened at the want in Edward's voice. It's been so long… so fucking long and Jacob needed it just as badly as Edward so without a word, Jacob pushed Edward back into his chair and dropped to his knees between Edward's legs as he undid Edward's pants and went inside his black boxer briefs to free his beautifully sculpted cock. Jacob's mouth salivated as he wasted no time taking that plump mushroom head inside his mouth earning him a glorious moan from Edward.
"Yesss… Love, so good… so… fuck!" Edward so adequately verbalized as his fingers found their way through the silky black strains of Jacob's short cut hair. He began moving his hips upward meeting the suction of Jacob's mouth as Jacob took him down deep inside the confines of his throat. Jacob's mouth was so hot and wet making Edward lose touch with reality as he rammed his cock deliciously into Jacob's liquid heat. Moaning around Edward's tasty cock, Jacob brought two fingers to Edward's mouth and watched with hunger as Edward licked and sucked around his fingers coating them good with saliva. Edward knew Jacob needed better access to do what he knew Jacob was going to do so while he coated Jacob's fingers; he pushed his pants and briefs down towards his ankles stepping down on the back of his left shoe with his right one before removing his foot from out of the shoe and layers of clothes, giving Jacob better access as he spread his legs up and wide.
Jacob let go of his cock with a wet pop as he stared down at the sight before him. Edward, in all his sexy glory naked from the waist down, still had on his white button down and green silk tie. His lips were raw and red from constant biting of trying to hold off his orgasm a little longer. His green eyes were darkened further as he watched the site of Jacob on his knees servicing him. Something about that site took his mind to strange erotic places as Edward soon watched Jacob slowly move the fingers he was just coating and circled his puckered entrance with his middle finger. Biting his bottom lip, Edward rotated his hips as he body relaxed enough to accept the intrusion.
"So fucking hot," Jacob whispered looking up at Edward before taking his cock back in his mouth and immediately sucking it down deep.
"FUCK!" Edward shouted allowing Jacob to slide his finger further inside of him as he loosened him enough to accept a second finger. "Suck it good, Jacob. I fucking love your mouth."
Jacob hummed around Edward's cock sending sexy vibrations throughout his body. Edward gripped Jacob's hair with a purpose as he grinded slick hot movements into Jacob's suction. So hot… so good, Edward thought as Jacob brushed his fingers against that lovely spot inside of him that had him speaking in tongues. Jacob's erection hung on neglected and throbbing but he put that aside focusing all of his energy on pleasing Edward. He knew Edward was close. Jacob wanted to take him over the edge so as he continued to stimulate Edward's prostate and deep throat his cock, Jacob looked up into Edward's lusty darkened green eyes with his light brown ones and closed his throat around Edward's cock.
"FUCK JACOB, I'M COMING! SO… FUCKING… GOOD…"
With Edward's final words, he closed his eyes, rolled his head back, and came hard deep inside Jacob's throat gripping Jacob's hair to keep him still while his mouth continued to milk Edward of every bit of nectar he had. After the last drop was spilled, Edward finally released his death grip and allowed Jacob to slowly slide his now slightly softened cock out of his mouth while also removing his fingers from Edward's entrance. With both hands, Edward brought Jacob's face to his own as he crushed his lips into Jacob's allowing him access to slide his hot flavorful tongue through his parted lips and tasting a bit of his essence that still lingered.
Getting up from off his knees, Jacob slowly stood up taking Edward up with him as he slid his hands behind Edward's back, sliding them down and squeezing his bare ass cheeks.
"You still kept the lube and condoms I left here from last time?" Jacob softly asked sucking and licking along Edward's jaw line.
"Um hmm, bottom left drawer," Edward answered pulling away slightly to undo Jacob's pants and letting them drop to the floor. Looking down at Jacob's massive erection, Edward wasn't surprised his Love went commando. Jacob never cared for his cock being confined… unless it was in Edward's mouth or ass of course.
"Get over on top of the desk, Edward," Jacob commanded watching Edward step around him and sit on his immaculately organized desk with his legs spread wide and waiting. "Mmm, I'm going to fuck you stupid."
Edward chuckled slightly as he had no doubt Jacob would as Jacob kneeled down to retrieve the lube and condoms from out of the bottom drawer and placing them on the desk. Standing up, Jacob leaned forward and captured Edward's lips with his own sending shivers up their spines. Getting lost in the movements of their tongues, they didn't notice the sound of the door opening and closing. It wasn't until the sound of a southern accent invading their ears is when they suddenly froze in place.
"This day just keeps getting better and better," Jasper watched amusingly as the two half naked men in front of him scrambled to retrieve their belongings. "Wait, don't stop. I want to see where this goes."
"Fuck you Jas!" Edward lashed out as he desperately retrieved his briefs and pants throwing them on quickly as Jacob quietly put on his pants trying to position his still erect cock inside his pants in a way that was comfortable. Needless to say, with what Jacob was packing, he wasn't successful at this. "What are you even doing here? Can't you knock?"
"You've known me for years Eddie, I don't ever knock on doors," Jasper said eyeing Jacob's cock as the boy tried diligently to get it inside his pants. Jacob was a beautiful man, Jasper couldn't deny that, but he wasn't quite his type. That cock, on the other hand, very much was. "Need some help with that Jacob?"
"He's fine! Now leave," Edward shouted blocking Jasper view of Jacob. "And stop calling me Eddie! It's Edward!"
Jasper laughed out loud looking over at Edward as if he was some cute little Chihuahua dog. That boy's always cute when he's angry.
"Now look at you getting all railed up. Eddie, I have to say, I always took you for a stick in the mud. Never knowing how to put a cock to the wind and letting it fly but after seeing you just now, I must say, I'm impressed."
"OUT!" Edward shouted losing what little patience he had left.
"No can do. I got some files I need you to check out. They were left on my desk sometime during my vacay and it pertains to the case we're working on."
Edward's eyes lit up with interest as Jacob finally calmed himself down enough to zip up and button his pants. Wrapping an arm around Edward's waist from behind, Jacob kissed Edward's right temple and whispered in his ear.
"See you at home babe, love you."
"Love you too Jacob," Edward responded giving Jacob a quick peck on the lips over his shoulder.
Jasper looked over at the two men showing affection and sniffed up a fake tear.
"Aww, how sweet," Jasper cooed earning him a glare from both men. As Jacob left Edward's side to leave, Jasper patted Jacob's back in passing. "Good to see you again Jacob."
Jacob said nothing as he headed out of the office.
With just the two of them, Edward sat down in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose closing his eyes briefly. His headache was emerging again.
"Let me see the files Jas," Edward asked with no enthusiasm as he watched Jasper make his way towards him and handed him the files. "So how was your vacation?"
"Man, let me tell you. Remember that hot little twink I told you about I've been seeing for about a month now? Well check this out…"
Edward barely listened as he looked over the files. Some of it was pictures taken from the surveillance dated the same date and time of the scene of the crime. But the owner said he couldn't find the footage…
"… that's why I kicked that boy to the curb. I tell ya, it ain't worth it Eddie. I'm a stop dating these young cats. I think next time I'm going to aim for… a nice lean toned body… creamy complexion…"
Edward looked closely at the guy in the picture and almost smiled. It was not his client.
"…maybe a brunette. Or better yet, a red head… yeah, that's it…"
The guy in the picture looked familiar but Edward couldn't place him. Looking through the photos, Edward came across the lady that was supposed to be testifying on his client's behalf. She first said that she saw his client murder the guy from across the street. Then some time later she changed her statement saying that she was mistaking and that she really didn't get a good look at the killer. She was trying to get out of testifying. But why?
"…green eyes! Yeah, that'll look hot with the red hair… and it can't be any ole red hair. It has to be that freshly fucked kind… and a killer smile…"
Edward remembered, after evidence showed the lady's fingerprints at the crime scene, she then changed her statement again saying that she knew who did it and that it wasn't his client. At this point, she knew she was going down as being an accessory to murder. She wanted full immunity in order to testify but with her criminal record and her being on probation, there was no way Edward could grant her that. Still, the guy in the photo looked awfully familiar. He looked back at the lady and then back at the guy. The lady almost looks as if she could be the guy's… wait a minute.
Looking through page after page diligently, Edward finally came across the lady's information. Skimming down the content, Edward finally saw what he was looking for. The lady had a son!
"Jas!" Edward shouted interrupting Jasper's monologue causing him to stop his pacing and look over at him. "This is it! The missing piece that's going to blow this whole case out the water! Come here, check this out…"
Over on the upper end of Manhattan, Jacob lucked out and got a parking space right in front of his building as he made his way upstairs. All he wanted to do was get home and stroke off the erection that didn't quite go down on the way home. Fucking Jasper! His cock was aching to fuck something tight and hot. Rubbing his hand along the huge bulge in his pants, Jacob got off the elevator to the site of Emmett struggling to get his keys to work in the lock to his door. Emmett also had on a suit, but his was nowhere near as expensive as Jacob's and it was navy blue. White button down that had the top two buttons undone and no tie.
Jacob contemplated heading back into the elevator when Emmett turned around and locked his eyes on him.
Well, too late to run now.
Sucking it up, Jacob made his way towards his door looking over at Emmett looking back at him. A minute passed before anybody said anything.
"Hey," Emmett greeted first stopping his movements with the lock looking directly at him.
"Hey," Jacob replied back. He had no idea what to say. Eventually, he knew he would run into Emmett but he was hoping that would be in the distant future where they could've acted like that night at Splash never happened. No such luck, of course.
"So… uh… how you've been?" Emmett asked awkwardly.
"Good," Jacob answered feeling the tension in the air. "Just been working, it's all. Just came from conducting an interview for an article I'm writing."
"Yeah, I've read your work in One Voice," Emmett revealed.
Wait, what?
"You knew who I was when you first saw me?" Jacob asked out of curiosity.
"Not quite. You looked familiar but I couldn't place your face. It wasn't until a few days ago when I bought the magazine, that I came across your head shot. Your hair was longer in that picture."
"Yeah well, I could only be called 'Pocahontas' but so many times before it had to go," Jacob replied sarcastically.
"That's right, I remember you telling me what Edward used to call you…" Emmett said thoughtfully. "I could kind of see it though… around the eyes…."
"Emmett…"
"I'm just saying," Emmett interrupted. "You do."
Another minute passed as they both went into a dead silence while looking over at each other. Eventually, Emmett broke the silence again.
"You think we could go inside and talk for a bit?" Emmett said referring to his apartment. Jacob honestly wanted to go home first and change into something more comfortable but for some reason, he felt if he went home now, they might lose their nerve to talk things out like they've been doing for the past week. Emmett seemed comfortable enough so he didn't think it'll turn out bad. Nodding his head yes, Jacob waited for Emmett to turn around and put his keys into the door. Unfortunately, Emmett was reminded how the stupid lock was giving him trouble earlier as he began to struggle again with the lock. Beads of sweat started to form on Emmett's forehead as he began cussing quietly out of frustration until finally the lock gave way and they both walked inside.
"Come with me to the back real quick," Emmett said walking towards the bedroom taking off his blazer. Jacob hesitated in the living room for a second before deciding to just follow him back there. By the time Jacob reached the bedroom, Emmett was already getting out of his shirt by the dresser. Averting his gaze, Jacob focused on the bedroom itself. It was the same size and shape as his own but instead of the white décor of his bedroom, Emmett's bedroom was filled with light browns, black, and a touch of white. His king sized bed looked huge with its oversized light brown comforter and black and white checked designs. There were numerous brown, black, and white pillows stacked up against the headboard. Tall standing plants occupied the corners of the room giving it an earthy yet exotic feel.
Jacob walked over towards the window trying not to look at Emmett undressing.
"I wanted to explain why you haven't heard from me all week," Emmett said catching Jacob's attention. Jacob's eyes lingered over Emmett's bare chest for a split second before bringing it back up to his eyes. "See, that night at the bar…"
"Don't," Jacob interrupted walking over to him. "That was my fault. I got carried away and…"
"It wasn't just you," Emmett interrupted unbuttoning his pants. "We were both pretty tossed up on all those drinks. You just felt so nice in my arms and… and we were about to kiss but I didn't realize that's what we were about to do until we broke apart… I didn't mean to…"
"No, that was my fault," Jacob interrupted looking down and then back up again. "Look, I know we were intoxicated but… my actions weren't entirely innocent."
Emmett looked over at Jacob curiously.
"Let me explain," Jacob continued taking off his blazer because he was starting to get hot. Emmett looked at the beads of sweat forming on Jacob's forehead and went in his drawer to pick out a pair of old red sweat pants and a white wife-beater handing it over to Jacob.
"Here, change into this," Emmett said as he proceeded to take off his pants leaving him in nothing but his silky blue boxers.
"Uh… thanks," Jacob said as he placed the clothes on the dresser top and proceeded to take off his black button down. "Look, I've been going through a lot with Edward lately and so I can't say you haven't been a nice distraction for me. I'd be lying if I said I never entertained the idea of kissing you…"
Emmett looked away from Jacob briefly before looking back over at him as Jacob took off his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Looking over at Jacob's chest briefly brought back to mind that night at Splash but he quickly averted his gaze so Jacob wouldn't look more into it.
"But," Jacob continued unbuttoning his pants. "I know I can't allow that to happen not only because I have no intentions of cheating on Edward but also, you're straight… and married. I would never intentionally try to come on to you. I let the alcohol get to me that night but you have to understand I would never try to do something like that again."
"It's not a big deal," Emmett said going into his drawer to get his black pajama pants out. "I'm not stupid. I'm perfectly aware you find me attractive Jacob. I don't blame you for what almost happened that night. I just didn't understand why I was about to kiss you. No reflection on you personally but just a guy period. I've never actually been so close to a guy before. When I saw you and that bouncer hugging, I thought I'd see what it's like to hold you like he did. It was a gay bar so I figured it wouldn't seem out of place. I just got lost in the moment and before I knew it, I was about to kiss you. I didn't know what that meant so I needed time to figure it out. Regardless of what was about to happen that night, I'm not gay…"
Emmett paused looking at Jacob contemplating on taking off his pants or not.
"What's wrong?" Emmett asked not seeing the problem.
"I… uh… went commando," Jacob revealed looking straight at Emmett. Swallowing spit, Emmett briefly looked down at Jacob's crotch area.
"Well, ok… What's the problem?" Emmett responded shrugging his shoulders. "I've already seen your cock Jacob. We're just changing clothes. It's not like you're going to whip out your cock and…"
Jacob dropped his pants revealing his massive erection as Emmett's eyes traveled over Jacob's now naked body.
"Fuck… me…" Emmett trailed off looking back up at Jacob's face. He caught the sight of Jacob smirking slightly looking at his facial expression. Emmett decided to wipe that smirk off his face. "See, no big deal."
Emmett removed his boxers exposing his semi erection as he watched Jacob's jaw drop. He wasn't lying when he implied his cock was bigger than Jacob's but unlike Jacob, Emmett thoughts weren't in the gutter, gauging by Jacob's erection. Smirking at Jacob's reaction, Emmett turned around, giving Jacob a quick glimpse of his meaty ass before putting on his pajama pants. Jacob followed suit quickly putting on the sweats and wife-beater Emmett gave him to wear as Emmett then walked over to the walk-in closet and got two hangers to hang up both suits before they both headed for the kitchen.
"So look, I say we just forget about the whole thing," Emmett said heading for the refrigerator and taking out two Heinekens. "I don't like shit to be complicated. I feel comfortable with you, you know?" He handed Jacob one of the bottles. "I really don't want to analyze my friendship with you so let's just kiss and make up… you know, without the kissing part."
Smiling, Jacob stuck his hand out for Emmett to shake.
"Deal," Jacob said as Emmett shook his hand right before pulling Jacob in for a hug. It took a while before Jacob let the shock wear off enough to hug Emmett back. The hug was affectionate yet non-sexual.
"You might as well know I'm a touchy feely person. Not that I'll be grabbing your shit in everything but I like being close to people. Chicks mainly since guys are usually fucking paranoid about shit like this. Thank fuck I don't have to worry about shit like that with you," Emmett said letting Jacob go to take a swig of his beer.
"No problems here," Jacob said also taking a swig of his beer. "You know what? We should do something."
"How about a movie?" Emmett suggested putting his beer down on the counter. "I could cook us up some food and we could pig out in front of the flat screen."
Remembering the pancake incident, Jacob shuttered at the thought before responding.
"Why don't I cook us up something instead," Jacob offered because he wasn't about to eat anything Emmett made. "You work on the movie selection and I'll pan out the food."
"Cool, works for me," Emmett said before heading out into the living room. "And don't think I don't know about the pancakes you tried to stash in the drawer… especially when you left your big ass syrupy thumb print on the handle."
Scrunching in his face at being caught, Jacob chose not to respond to that as he looked in the refrigerator to see what to cook.
The next few hours consisted of Jacob frying them up some chicken with steak fries and sitting out in front of Emmett's big screen TV to watch Die Hard with a Vengeance, Inception, and To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything Julie Newmar. Jacob raised an eyebrow at the last selection until Emmett looked over at him and explained.
"Rosie had me watch it years ago when I let her choice the movie. I didn't think I'd like a movie about three guys in drag but the shit was hilarious. So quit looking at me like that and pass me a chicken leg. It's about to start."
After the movie was over, Jacob and Emmett lounged around on the couch talking about the movie and drag queens.
"You ever did drag?" Emmett asked before gulping down some beer.
"Why? Because I can pass for Pocahontas?" Jacob glared at him eating his ketchup covered fries.
Laughing, Emmett shook his head putting the bottle down on the wooden coffee table.
"No, nothing like that. I was just curious. I've never truly hung around gay people before so I wasn't sure if that was something you've done before or not," Emmett explained.
"Well no, it's never been my thing. What about you? You ever dressed up as a woman?" Jacob dared to ask.
Laughing, Emmett shockingly nodded his head.
"Once, years ago on Halloween when I went as Marilyn Monroe," Emmett revealed sending Jacob into a fit of laughter at the mere thought of it. "I had the white dress and everything. Can't believe Rosie actually found one that fit! She went as JFK."
"Wow," was all Jacob could muster up before continuing on laughing.
The conversation continued on as such until Emmett's questions became more personal.
"So did you always know you were gay?" Emmett asked Jacob as they lounged back on opposite ends of the couch facing each other with one leg hanging off the top edge and the other foot planted on the floor.
"I know how people always say yes to something like that but honestly, I didn't know right away," Jacob admitted moving his arm behind his head. "I remember liking boys when I was little but it never occurred to me that I didn't like girls. I used to experiment here and there with boys that used to come over to my house to play but I knew it was frowned upon so when it got to a point where boys started talking about getting with girls, I joined the band wagon. I didn't think much of it. I didn't actually know what it meant to be gay. I just went with the flow. I went out with some girls… even fucked some of them. It was alright at the time… until I met Paul. He was sexy as fuck with his hazel brown eyes, short chestnut colored hair and his body was like mine. He was a sophomore and I was a freshman at the time when he propositioned me by my locker. Sex with him was insane. He was the first guy I ever bottomed for…"
Emmett sat up quickly after hearing that last part.
"Hold up, you're a bottom?" Emmett asked in disbelief. Jacob had to laugh a little at Emmett's facial expression.
"I switch," Jacob simply answered. "Don't get me wrong, I love the feel of a tight ass around my cock but I LOVE getting fucked."
Emmett was a little blown away by this revelation.
"But doesn't it hurt?" Emmett asked cringing from the thought of it. There's times when he nearly cried taking a shit! He couldn't imagine having a cock rammed up in there.
"If it's done correctly with lots of lube, then no, not so much."
"So how does that shit feel? I could never understand why anyone would take it up the ass."
Laughing, Jacob answered, "It feels fucking amazing. Once that cock is inside me and brushes up against my prostate over and over again… damn, the shit feels too fucking good. But know, not every gay man enjoys the experience. Some just prefer to top while some others prefer to bottom. I even know some straight guys who let their girlfriends fuck them with dildos."
Emmett's eyes bulged out after that one.
"And how are they still straight?" Emmett asked out of disbelief.
"It's not just gay men who have prostates, Emmett. If a lesbian is still a lesbian for letting her girlfriend fuck her with a strap on, then a straight guy is still straight if he likes for his woman to stimulate his prostate. Almost anything can get you off. Hell, I have numerous sex toys in my closet, doesn't mean I'm sexually attracted to them! It's not always 'what's' getting you off but 'whose' getting you off that may decide your sexual preference. If I fucked a woman right now, it wouldn't be her that gets me off. It'd be the guy I'm fantasizing about that does and the woman would merely be an object… or a toy for my cock to use to play out what ever fantasies are in my head. You get it?" Jacob asked looking at Emmett process the information.
"Yeah, I think so," Emmett responded still a little blown away about what he just heard. He never realized how fucking clueless he was about this subject matter.
"So anyway," Jacob said going back to answering Emmett's original question. "After I was with Paul, I no longer got hard for girls. It was then when it actually darned on me that I was in fact gay."
Emmett looked lost in thought when Jacob spoke up again.
"So what about you? You always knew you were straight?" Jacob asked Emmett lifting himself up to a more comfortable position on the couch.
"I always just assumed I was," Emmett answered a-matter-factly. "I've never held any hidden desires for boys or men for that matter. Never experimented with them… nothing. I've always liked chicks. I guess if I've actually been with a guy, the way you've allowed yourself to give chicks a try, I might have a more accurate response to your question, but since I've never desired to do so, I guess that should answer it enough that I'm straight."
After that, Jacob and Emmett talked a little longer before they both started yawning. Helping Emmett clean up the mess in the living room and kitchen, Jacob got his suit from out the bedroom closet and hung it over his left arm making his way towards the front door where Emmett stood waiting.
"Listen, if you're up for getting up early, I was thinking you could workout with me. There's this fitness spot a couple of blocks down that I started going to. That chicken and fries from earlier was good but I'm going to have to burn that shit off. I would have to leave from there at about 11 though to head down to the warehouse I bought for the items on my site. That's where I was coming from today. I had a meeting with the staff. Tomorrow I'm overseeing the shipments so I can't miss that. If we could head out by 8 the latest, we should get a good amount of hours of workout in before I have to head out so what do you say?" Emmett asked unlocking the door.
Jacob hadn't worked out for a while now and even though he's managed to maintain his weight, it's only a matter of time before his home cooking starts to take a toll on him. So he had no problem agreeing to this. If he liked it, maybe they could do this on the regular.
"Yeah, sure," Jacob responded as Emmett opened the door for him to go through. Giving Emmett a quick hug, he headed for his door. "Call me in the morning."
"Alright cool, see you tomorrow," Emmett said waiting for Jacob to unlock his door before closing his.
"Yeah, later," Jacob said before heading into his apartment.
It was dark and quiet inside, as Jacob suspected. Edward said he'd be late so Jacob made his way towards the bedroom without turning on any lights because he was familiar with the layout. Taking off the clothes Emmett leant him; Jacob folded it up and put it in his bottom drawer reminding himself to bring it with him to give back tomorrow. Hanging his suit in the closet, Jacob headed into the bathroom to take a leak before heading back into the bedroom where he flopped himself face down on the bed, not bothering to cover is naked body, and let sleep come over him…
The smell of smoldering hot fudge chocolate invaded Jacob's nostrils as he dipped a large strawberry on a stick halfway in the velvety chocolate before placing it on the glass tray with the others. Dinner was already made so Jacob took the time he had in getting desert ready.
"Mmm… it smells good in here," Emmett complimented as he came up behind Jacob pressing into his back looking over Jacob's shoulder at the display of chocolate covered strawberries. Jacob tried not to pay attention to Emmett's close proximity as he dipped another strawberry in chocolate. "Edward's a lucky man to have someone do all of this for him. I'm sure he's going to fine multiple ways to say thanks when he gets in."
"That's if he gets here at all," Jacob confided as he placed the tray in the freezer and took out another tray to start on a second batch. "Edward called saying he'd be late and wasn't sure when he'll get in. I figured that'll give me time to make these. By the time he gets here they should be set."
Emmett moved back leaning against the center island as his eyes roamed up and down Jacob's body. He started off looking over Jacob's bare back first, noticing the sculpted definition of toned muscle which resided there. His eyes then roamed downward, taking in the black pajama pants that was nicely molding over Jacob's beautifully crafted ass. Emmett absentmindedly licked his lips as he brought his eyes back up.
"If Edward doesn't get here in time, I'll be glad to help you out with all this," Emmett offered.
"I'm sure you will. You eat like a horse… and is hung like one too," Jacob added smiling at the memory of finally seeing Emmett's cock live and in person. "It doesn't matter anyway, you can eat up everything in this kitchen and it still wouldn't give me what I need."
"And what is that Jacob?" Emmett voice deepened with lust.
Jacob turned around to face Emmett.
"Sex," Jacob simply answered. He watched as Emmett's hand gripped his crotch through the loose gray sweatpants he had on. Jacob eyes traveled passed the black wife-beater Emmett was wearing and up towards his lusty ice blue eyes. "Every fucking time we try to go at it, something seems to always get in the way. I need it Em."
"Do you? Something tight wrapping around that huge cock of yours?" Emmett asked suggestively.
"It's what I need."
Emmett shook his head at the absurdity of Jacob believing it is that he needs, lifting himself up off the center island's edge before walking on over towards Jacob. He watched as Jacob stood frozen in place watching him press his body up against his until he could feel Jacob's erection brushing up against his own through the barrier of their cotton pants.
"Nah, that's not what you need," Emmett said leaning his palms against the counter on either side of Jacob's as he looked slightly downward at him. "What you need is to get fucked."
The temperature in the kitchen was suddenly scorching as Jacob's cock twitched with need. He looked into Emmett eyes and saw the intensity of his words.
"Emmett, we can't…"
"Can't what Jacob?" Emmett interrupted leaning close to whisper in Jacob's ear. "Fuck? You see, I know you need it baby…" He started slowly grinding his hips into Jacob's rubbing their hard cocks against each other. "And you know I want it…" Emmett began licking and gently biting Jacob's earlobe as he relished in the sound of Jacob's throaty moan. "So let me find out how good it is Jacob…" Jacob panted as Emmett kissed and sucked around his jaw before licking up his chin. "Let me feel how good it is to fuck you…" Emmett whispered right before devouring Jacob's lips with his own. Jacob grinded his hips against Emmett as his hands gripped the back of his head forcing the kiss to go deeper. Emmett slid Jacob's pajama pants down following his own as they both slid off freely towards the floor bunching up around their ankles.
Jacob proceeded to move his hands to Emmett's ass cheeks squeezing gently as he grinded his cock into Emmett's hot bare erection.
"God Em, I need it… please," Jacob panted against Emmett's lips.
"Don't worry about that baby. I'm going to make sure you get every… fucking… inch… of my cock. Come here," Emmett lifted Jacob up on the counter pushing back the tray of strawberries. "Spread them wide for me… yeah, that's it."
Jacob's cock was leaking with pre-cum as he watched Emmett take his leaking erection in his hands.
"I wonder what it'll be like to taste you. I've never had a cock in my mouth but you look so tasty sitting up here all sexy and fuckable, I don't think I can resist you," Emmett said before licking the trail of pre-cum that ran down the base of Jacob's cock.
Jacob hissed from the sensation as Emmett worked his way to the head sucking on it deeply before taking more of Jacob down his throat with ease. Emmett's never had a gag reflex.
"Fuck Emmett…" Jacob growled gripping Emmett's hair as he drove his cock deeper inside of Emmett's mouth loving the heat and wetness of the suction. He could feel the buildup coming as he fucked Emmett's mouth deliciously. "Damn it Emmett! I'm about to cum… delicious fucking mouth."
With just a few more sucks, Jacob was done for.
"FUCK!" Jacob shouted as his orgasm exploded throughout his body sending velvety ropes of liquid essence straight down Emmett's throat. Holding Emmett's head still for dear fucking life, Jacob wrapped his legs behind Emmett's shoulders as he came up slightly from the counter squeezing in his ass cheeks. Once the last drop dispersed, Jacob finally let go crashing back down on the counter as he looked down at Emmett hungrily.
Letting go of Jacob's semi hard cock, Emmett licked up Jacob's chest and up his neck until he got to his lips.
"Best thing I've ever tasted," Emmett said before crashing his lip against Jacob's letting him enjoy the taste of himself still lingering on Emmett's tongue. Pulling away, Emmett picked up a strawberry and dipped it in chocolate before bringing it to Jacob's lips and watching as Jacob's tongue licked up the chocolate seductively before biting down on the strawberry as his eyes bore straight into his.
"Fucking sexy," Emmett said licking up the left over chocolate that lingered on Jacob's bottom lip before sucking on it.
"Please Emmett…let me taste you."
"I will," Emmett said putting down the stem of the strawberry and picking up another strawberry, not bothering to dip it in chocolate. "But not right now. Now spread those legs wide for me."
Jacob did as he was told watching Emmett kneel down and lick around his pucker sending pleasure throughout his body.
"More…" Jacob purred closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the cupboard. Suddenly, he felt something wet and slightly cold as he looked down and saw Emmett slowly sliding a strawberry through his entrance, getting it only halfway through. Jacob bit his bottom lip at the cool sensation as he continued to stare down at Emmett.
"You know how hot you look right now?" Emmett asked sliding the strawberry out of Jacob and then taking it to his lips, biting down on its sweetness. "Mmm… I need to be inside you."
Chucking the strawberry stem over his head, Emmett got up taking off his black wife-beater and tossing it on the floor before lifting Jacob up from off the counter and having him straddle his waist. Jacob wrapped his arms around Emmett's neck as he licked and sucked on Emmett's lips while Emmett led them to the bedroom.
Red silk sheets covered the king size bed lazily as vanilla scented candles and white rose pedals scattered about everywhere. The lights were dim low and the only sounds made were from the heavy breathing coming from the two naked men who just entered the room. Emmett wasted no time placing Jacob on the bed, looking down on how sexy Jacob's golden brown skin looked in contrast with the silky red velvet sheets. Never could he imagine such desire as the one he possessed when looking upon the sex in Jacob's eyes. It was intoxicating.
Without a word, Emmett walked over to the nightstand and looked through the drawers until he found a condom and lube, tossing them on the bed next to Jacob before coming around the front of the bed. Jacob lied on his back with his legs spread wide looking up at Emmett standing in front of him stroking his massive erection. He salivated at the sight.
"I've got a cock for you to suck," Emmett enticed moving closer towards the bed. "You think your mouth can handle all this?"
"Give it to me," Jacob demanded licking his lips with anticipation. Smirking, Emmett climbed on top of the bed crawling over Jacob's body until his cock brushed down against Jacob's lips smearing pre-cum all around it. Licking the succulent nectar that lingered on his lips, Jacob opened his mouth and sucked on the head of Emmett's cock trying to capture more of his clear essence.
"Mmm… that's it baby…" Emmett moaned moving his hips down so Jacob could take more of his cock. The incredible taste of Emmett sent Jacob into a cock frenzy as he relaxed his throat muscles and took Emmett down deep, massaging his cock with his inner throat muscles.
"Fuck, you suck cock good… damn Jacob…" Emmett growled loving the slurping sounds Jacob was making. Gripping his fleshy mounds, Jacob pressed Emmett further down his throat, encouraging him to fuck his mouth. Emmett didn't need the subtle hint since the suction Jacob had on his cock was earth shattering enough to cause his hips to voluntarily thrust down into Jacob's throat being mindful to come up every so often so that Jacob could breathe. Jacob relished in the natural scent of Emmett as he moved a hand down towards Emmett's sack, massaging them gently but firmly bringing Emmett closer to the edge. If Jacob kept this up, Emmett was going to cum in that sweet mouth of his and he was really debating with himself whether or not he should let it happen. As good as Jacob's mouth was, Emmett knew that the real place he wanted to feel wrapped around his cock was that beautiful plump ass of his, fucking the living cum out of him. So with his mind made up, Emmett reluctantly pulled his cock out of Jacob's hot mouth causing him to whimper from the loss.
"I can't wait to get inside you," Emmett whispered as he reached for the lube and condom before crawling down Jacob's body. Jacob watched with need as Emmett lubed up his fingers and then slowly worked his middle finger into his entrance. He couldn't help the moan that escaped his mouth as Emmett went to work on stretching him, brushing up against his prostate.
"Please, Em… fuck!" Jacob growled rotating his hips as he shamelessly fucked Emmett's finger. Watching Jacob raft before him, Emmett couldn't help taking Jacob's throbbing cock in his mouth as he prepared him with one hand and fondled his clean shaven plump sack with the other. "Fuck, Em I'm too close! Please…"
Not wanting to let go of Jacob's tasty cock but not wanting him to cum just yet either, Emmett made another hard decision and reluctantly pulled his mouth away from Jacob's cock while still stretching out his entrance now with two fingers. Jacob bore down on Emmett in a lustful stupor watching as Emmett took one of his clean shaven globes in his mouth while using scissor-like movements to stretch him out further before adding a third finger in his entrance. Jacob locked eyes with ice blue ones as Emmett slowly moved over Jacob's body lingering his lips just barely above his own before devouring his lips. Emmett tasted of chocolate and strawberries and Jacob couldn't get enough as he ran his fingers through the short slightly curly strains of Emmett's hair. Breaking away from the kiss, Emmett gave one final peck on the lips before stilling his moments in Jacob's tight but relaxed heat.
"You're just about ready for my cock," Emmett said slowly slipping his fingers out of Jacob's entrance. Picking up the condom, Emmett tore open the foil, slid the condom over his erection, and then tossed the wrapper on the floor. He grabbed up the lube, pouring some in his hand before rubbing it on his erection and tossing the bottle on the floor. Positioning his cock at Jacob's entrance, Emmett brought himself down giving Jacob a sensual kiss. "What do you need Jacob?"
"I need you to fuck me Emmett," Jacob answered looking up at Emmett while rubbing his pucker up against Emmett's massive cock. "Please… fuck… me…"
Emmett didn't wait a moment longer as he slid his cock slowly inside of Jacob. The tightness surrounded Emmett as he slid all the way through Jacob's delicious heat.
"Fuck, you feel good," Emmett growled waiting for Jacob to adjust to his size before sliding almost completely out and sliding back in again. "I'm going to love fucking you."
Jacob held on tight as Emmett fucked him with nice long strokes hitting his prostate with every thrust. Being inside Jacob was sinfully delicious as he relished in the smell, feel, and taste of everything that was Jacob… and damn did he ever taste so good. Sucking on the salty sweet dark flesh of Jacob's glistening neck, Emmett felt the vibrations of Jacob's throaty moan.
"Mmm…" Jacob moaned meeting Emmett stroke for stroke. Planting his hands on either side of Emmett's face, Jacob began licking, sucking, and biting along Emmett's voluptuous lips. "Don't fucking stop…"
"Why would I EVER want to stop this?" Emmett growled drilling himself deep inside the depths of Jacob's tight heat as they both lost touch with reality. "No fucking idea you'd feel this good… fuck!"
Wanting to see Jacob work his cock, Emmett scooped Jacob up on his lap as he sat up on the bed. With one hand around Emmett's neck and the other balancing himself on Emmett's knee, Jacob moved his hips riding him hard. "Mmm… That's it baby… ride it like you love it."
"I love… your fucking… cock," Jacob panted devouring Emmett's lips in his. "Fucking love it..."
Wanting to see Jacob's ass spread wide for him, Emmett turned Jacob around fucking him deep with Jacob's head lying on the bed face down and his ass propped up on Emmett's lap. As he rammed his cock into Jacob, Emmett squeezed hand fills of Jacob's ass cheeks loving the feel of Jacob's tight heat as he slicked in and out of him. Jacob lost himself in the feeling as he bit down on the sheets loving the way Emmett's cock filled him. Sweat gathered over both of their bodies as Emmett watched the curve in Jacob's back watching Jacob arch that plump ass of his to meet Emmett's thrust. Emmett couldn't resist the urge to smack Jacob's ass cheek as he gripped it for leverage.
"This ass was made for me," Emmett growled leaning over while fucking him deep and sucking on the curve of Jacob's neck. "Fuck Jacob… I feel like cumming in this sweet ass of yours."
Emmett turned Jacob around on his back never breaking rhythm as he grabbed Jacob's throbbing cock and started stroking it in time with his thrust. Jacob could feel the tightening in his stomach.
"I'm about to cum for you Emmett," Jacob panted as he looked into Emmett's eyes and let his orgasm take over him.
"FUCK! Emmett… AHHH…" Jacob shouted as Emmett continued to milk his cock of his essence spilling all over his hand. Watching the look on Jacob's face when he came and the feel of Jacob's ass tightening up around him, took Emmett over the edge as his orgasm erupted throughout his body.
"JACOB!"
Emmett woke up startled in bed as beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead. He took a quick glance at his wife Rosalie as she slept unfazed by the outburst. He didn't remember her getting in last night. But that was nothing different; Emmett's grown accustomed to Rosalie's absence. It wasn't always like that. At some point, Emmett was just like Jacob as far as the back and forth arguing and the canceled dinner dates were concerned. He used to give a shit about things like that but now he couldn't care less. Not that he didn't love his wife because he did, that will never change, it's just that, after a while he just got tired. Everybody around them, family and friends alike, believes everything is just picture perfect when it comes to Emmett and Rosalie.
Nobody knows that they've been in a rut for a few years now and that this move to New York was supposed to be their final attempt at making it work. They've talked about this back in Connecticut. Nothing harsh or anything like that. They're best friends first and for most. They still plan to stay friends if this last attempt doesn't work out. They could've ended it back in Connecticut but the truth of the matter is they've put in too many years together to just end it without giving it one more try. After all, they still indeed loved each other.
But after a week in New York, Emmett could see no change in Rosalie. Not that he really expected any but if she did, he would've met her half way. He could already see if things continued the way they were, then in six months they were going to divorce. They already had the papers drawn out so all it needed was their signatures and then that's it. He'd be single for the first time since he was 15. He didn't know how he felt about that yet.
Looking away from his wife, Emmett slowly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. For the past week he's been having these erotic dreams. For a week he's been waking up in cold sweats as he turned away from his wife and fell back to sleep… but this night was different. This night he had a problem that he needed to take care of.
Locking the bathroom door behind him, Emmett headed in front of the sink with one hand on the counter and the other hand gripping his erection inside of his black pajama pants. He closed his eyes thinking of Rosalie, trying to rub it out. After a couple of strokes, he gave up that visual. He wasn't surprised Rosalie wasn't doing anything for him. He lost interest a long time ago and he was pretty sure the feeling was mutual. Keeping his eyes closed, he thought about various women he's always found attractive. His cock remained hard but it didn't help meet him to the finish line. He decided to try again. Letting his mind relax, he thought about tightness and heat wrapped around his cock. Yes, that's it… his cock grew harder from the thought. Light brown eyes and the sound of sex quickening his pace. The way the body moved on his cock… the smell… God, the taste… Emmett pumped quicker as he felt his muscles tighten. Suddenly a visual of a beautiful face contorting on the brick of orgasm caused Emmett to lose control as he cried out a name softly spilling creamy essence inside his pajamas.
For the first time ever in his life, Emmett McCarthy didn't climax to thoughts of women. There was only one person whose face made him cum and whose name escaped his lips unknowingly. Stroking the last bit of cum out of his cock, Emmett looked up at the mirror and thought about the one guy who's ever made him cum.
Jacob Black.
Fuck! What is Jacob doing to me?
So what did you think? I know I threw another dream out there... lol. I love the concept of dreams (which shouldn't surprise anyone that my favorite movie is Inception). I don't just write dreams for smut purposes. I like for the reader to get a look at a character's subconscious to reveal something they haven't acknowledged while awake. I only plan on writing one other dream outside of the two I've already written but know that any dream I write is very important to the story.
Like in the first dream, I had Edward blind folded while being tied down in bed. I didn't actually do that for kink purposes...lol {although I do love kink ;-}. I wanted to show that Edward was blind to what was going on in front of him, which was the connection between Jacob and Emmett. And the ropes to keep Edward in place were Jacob's desire for Edward to not leave him for work like Edward tends to do.
The dream in this chapter is a manifestation of not only the conversation they had earlier in this chapter with Jacob's admission of loving to bottom and his experimenting with boys and girls when he was little but also Emmett's take on how he views Jacob's relationship. It's merely his subconscious entertaining an idea that Emmett would never entertain in waking life... well except now of course ;-}
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