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Broken Fantasy Filter

-Chapter I-

-Eduard's POV-

"Oh fuck! Oh God!" I have been biting my lip trying to stifle my moans and whimpers for the past fifteen minutes even though I am alone.

Earlier today I finally grew a pair and walked into one of the sex shops downtown. Jasper has been out of town on a business trip for the past five days, his flight home is scheduled for tomorrow and I only had a few more hours to try out the vibrating butt plug I had been dying to buy for the past six months. Hyperventilating on my way to the cash register to purchase the toy I passed through the DVD section of the shop. My mouth watered at all the possibilities.

Apparently I lost some of my inhibitions because my hand moved at inhuman speed towards a DVD showing a man on his knees, tied and blindfolded while another man was holding onto his hair, his pretty cock deep in the kneeling man's mouth. Did I mention the kneeling man was wearing a leather collar? Fucking hot. So with my inhibitions gone with the wind I bought the butt plug and what became my favorite movie. Who needs Hollywood action when you have Master James instructing his very luck slave on video.

I have always been a bit interested in BDSM and just kinky things in general, well maybe more than a bit and when I first met Jasper I though I hit the jack pot, during our first dates he was always so possessive and domineering. Resting his hand flat on the small of my back guiding me towards restaurant tables, grasping my wrist tightly while we walked over to the movies, him always a couple of steps ahead of me.

We met on my sister's engagement party. He is a friend of Emmett's, my sister's fiancé. He was wearing a black suit, light blue shirt and no tie. The first two buttons of the shirt were undone letting a little of his perfectly tanned chest show. Did I mention how handsome he is yet? His face is flawless, perfect light blue eyes, full pink lips, nose that appears to be sculpted my Michelangelo, his strong jaw made me lick my lips imagining how it would feel to kiss, lick and nibble it. His blond, curly hair was in disarray but it looked so good on him. What can I say? My cock was hard instantly.

Not half an hour later he was standing next to me with my favorite drink in hand as he led me outside to one of the garden benches. He placed the drink next to me and we talked until Emmett yelled at us to get out. It was two in the morning and I swear I didn't feel the time pass, I was so mesmerized by Jasper, I wanted to ask him to spend the night with me, but he was a gentleman and placed me in a taxi.

After that night we saw each other almost everyday for six months. He never actually asked to date me or to be his boyfriend but on our fifth date that also happened to be my twenty-fifth birthday he spent the night in my house for the first time. Before we even had our first kiss he said that he wasn't looking for a one night stand and that he didn't share. That if I liked him enough to start a relationship with him he would give me the world if I wanted it and that he only expected honesty and faithfulness from me. I wanted anything he was willing to give me.

I didn't need the labels or the official questions, I don't think it gets any more serious than what he wanted and expected out of our relationship and I fell in love with him so fast, we had so many things in common, even though he is four years my senior.

The few times we have been to gay clubs his possessiveness doubles and I almost think he wished he had a leash to tie me to the table, with the way he hovers over me, trying to keep everyone outside our circle of friends from speaking to me. I don't mind at all of course, one time I was feeling curious about what would happen if left his side and went as far as asking Emmett to distract him while I made an escape towards the bar. He was furious when he found me, he closed his hand around my wrist tightly and led me back to our table, sat me down and with his full pink lips against my ear growled and said "Stay." I came a little in my pants, I swear.

Before I moved in to his house he would call me before some of our dates to tell me what to wear and how to fix my hair. On days like those I would have to endure a perpetual hard on. Now instead of telling what to wear he picks my outfit himself and leaves it on top of our bed. I still get hard whenever he does that.

After six months of dating he asked if I wanted to move in with him. But he did it with that domineering tone so even if I hadn't been dying to live with him I doubt I would have had the willpower to say no. Sometimes I think he knows exactly what that tone does to me and he uses it for his advantage. He has never asked if I like it and I have never said I do either but the way my body reacts to that tone is hard to miss, even if I try to rearrange the hard on in my pants inconspicuously.

Our sex life has always been amazing, I can't think of one time that he has left unsatisfied. In fact he satisfies me so much that I am usually close to unconscious whenever he is done fucking or sucking me off, the problem is that he is so… nice and caring and I love that of course. Who wouldn't? But sometimes… God, sometimes I just wish he would spank me while he fucks my ass roughly or that he would grip my hair tightly in his fist while shoving his cock down my throat until I gag and that he would continue even then.

Just like Master James is doing it to his lucky slave in the video 'God this vibrating butt plug is amazing' I shudder at the feeling. My left hand is busy moving the plug in and out, hard and fast while I stroke my cock tightly with my right one. I try to stifle more whimpers and moans but it's getting difficult, especially now that Master James has his very lucky slave tied to a whipping bench. He is being punished for letting a bit of cum leak from his mouth into the floor.

God if only Jasper did that to me for not swallowing all his cum… though perhaps if he did I would miss some on purpose.

I am a sweaty, whimpering mess as my orgasm approaches, in my mind it is not Master James and his slave on the DVD, it is Jasper and me and I can't help but call out his name and ask for more. More of what? I don't know but God I am so close and all the image of Jasper bending me over the dining room table, tying my wrists and ankles to it so he can spanking me until my skin is pink and tender, just so he can fuck me hard and fast while his hips and thighs hit my tender flesh, making me hiss and moan in both pain and pleasure is enough to make me cum so hard and for so long I almost let out a sob when I am done.

I have cum all over my chest and I think some even hit my chin but I don't care. I am tempted to just fall asleep right now but I have to at least clean the plug and hide the DVD. Jasper is very private and I have never seen him snooping around my drawers so it shouldn't be too difficult to keep my little secret. I place both things in my bottom drawer, under the clothes there and spend a few minutes in the bathroom cleaning my chest and face.

I just have to make sure everything is locked before I fall asleep. I yawn and stretch on my way to the front door. We live in a three bedroom apartment, one of the spare bedrooms serves as Jasper's home office and the other is our T.V. room, even though there is another T.V. on the living room and one in our bedroom.

The first thing I notice as I exit the hallway that leads to the living room is the black luggage bag Jasper took with him on his trip, placed just below the dining table. The air rushed out of my lungs and my head started spinning a little. Jasper is back. Jasper is back and I was just whimpering and moaning loudly with a butt plug deep in my ass while watching very kinky porn. My eyes dart around the room but there is no sign of him anywhere. My legs shake a little as I slowly make my way back to the bedrooms. The light on his office is on.

A whimper escaped my mouth. I am afraid he saw me, he must have, I didn't hear him come in! He didn't call my name… or maybe he did but I was too busy with other things to notice. 'Oh God, oh God!' I whimpered again. He must be mad, he must be furious if he didn't join me in bed, perhaps he is just disgusted at the images he saw on the T.V.

My head is still spinning and I may be hyperventilating.

"Edward come here." I gasped at the sound of his voice, it was that tone and even after my mind blowing orgasm just a few minutes ago I could feel my cock stirring again. He must really be mad, he uses that tone when he is mad or when he wants my attention or when he really wants something from me. He wants me to go into his office, of course. I beg my legs to move after taking a deep breath.

I am standing outside the barely open office door just seconds later and I knock on it softly, almost wishing he doesn't hear so I can go back to bed and wake up from this awful dream.

"Come in." He said and I bit my lip to stop from whimpering. I hope he lets me explain and apologize. I hesitate a few seconds just staring at the door.

"Come in now Edward." Again that tone and now I did whimper but because I was obviously hard and boxers did nothing to hide it. I took a deep breath and walked into the office slowly. The room was dimly lit. He was standing in front of his desk, barefoot, wearing dark blue jeans and a white wife beater, his hair was in its usual disarray.

I was painfully hard now and it didn't help much when he crossed his arms on his chest as his eyes traveled down my body, stopping a few seconds on my hard on. I shifted my feet a little aching for some sort of pressure on my cock. He raised an eyebrow and his eyes focused on mine again.

"It seems that butt plug wasn't enough for you Edward. Do you need something bigger?" I gasped and looked down to the floor, embarrassed, but what he said, how he said it and my embarrassment only made me more aroused. I did want something bigger I wanted his cock.

"Well?" Was he really expecting an answer? Fuck me! I took a deep breath but still couldn't bring myself to look at him.

"Y-yes." I said softly.

"Speak up Edward. Yes what?" He took a step towards me and I had to stop myself from running away.

"I wanted your cock Jasper. The butt plug was a nice experience but nothing compares to your cock." I heard him hiss softly, my ears were suddenly really hot. Before I could blink Jasper was standing right in front of me, he took my right hand with his and pressed it hard against his jean clad erection, his hips buckled against my hand and he bit his lip.

"Are you sure Edward? You looked awfully satisfied with your cum all over your chest. I even saw a little hit your chin. Or was it the men on the T.V. that left you so pleased?" He was moving his face closer to mine as he spoke and his tongue left his mouth and licked the spot where my cum landed on my chin. I moaned and tightened my hold on his cock.

"I'm sure Jasper. It wasn't the men on the T.V. I was imagining you and me… doing that." I whispered before I could stop myself. I blushed again. Apparently I am so fucking aroused that my sexual fantasy filter took the night off.

I felt his free hand travel down my back and suddenly my boxers hit the floor and before I could look down to see what happened the room was filled with the sound of his open palm hitting my now bare left cheek. I gasped at the sensation, it stung but it felt so good, my body shook and I couldn't stop my loud moan. I felt dizzy, my forehead hit his chest as I used my hands to stabilize myself by griping his shoulders. I couldn't believe he just did that. My cock was leaking pre-cum now and I wanted him to do it again and again.

"Go get the lube and the plug Edward and wait for me in the T.V. room." He bent down and moved my feet off my boxers before turning me around and pushing me softly towards the door. I couldn't think straight, I had to close my eyes and take a deep breath before I understood what he wanted from me. I didn't waste any more time after that and rushed back towards our bedroom to gather what he asked.

So this is my first attempt at slash. I'm usually more into Jasper/Bella fiction. Not sure if its any good or if I should continue or just try my hand at writing other things. If you can, let me know what you think!