So here we are yet again, thank you for your feedback! If you write a story similar to this notify me, I want to read it! :D Anyway, this chapter is very graphic and sexual so if you don't like reading this kind of thing jump to the end of the chapter. This is the first time I write something like this, and with me being a female and having no idea how the male body works this might not be that great, my knowledge of stuff like this comes mainly from other fanfics and yaoi... so... yeah.. To be honest, I blushed when I wrote this and I blushed when I re-read it and I'm blushing just imagining what you guys will think of it! Anyway, all errors are my own and these characters does not belong to me. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Edward was in a dire need of a wank, his breeches were too tight and uncomfortable and his cock was hurting for release. After the young beautiful man had left he had rushed into the woods, for something more secluded and private. With his back against a big oak he stood, frantically opening his breeches.
"Oh God…"
His cock sprang free into the warm air, and by God did it feel good. It had been a long time since he had gotten an erection, with everything that had happened. And it felt so wrong to have one in the middle of the woods, of all places. And by another man none the less! But he had been so beautiful, so breathtaking…
With shaky hands he gripped his rock hard erection, imagining that his hand belonged to that young man. While tugging and caressing the hard shaft he let his other hand move to his mouth, wetting his fingers. The hand moved down to his nipple, rubbing and pinching it until it stood hard. Leaving it, he moved further down to his nutsack, kneading them while his other hand kept tugging at a faster tempo. His breathing becoming heavier with every second.
His mind was filled with all these dirty images. Wet naked bronze skin, caressed by the sun. Droplets of water running down to an erect uncircumcised cock, dripping with precum.
"holy mother of God…"
The scenery changed. This time he was balls deep in that perfect arse. Hands gripping the man's hips hard, while thrusting in and out of him like his life depended on it. And the noises, Christ the noises he imagined! The smacking of sweaty skin meeting sweaty skin, the wet noises of him thrusting in and out and in and out… and the air filled with the smell of sex and the sound of their moans.
He was close, so close. His mouth was open, slow shaky breaths, saliva running down his mouth. He was fucking his hand by now, moaning, calling out to God. With one last rub at his slit with his thumb he came hard, forcing his hand into his mouth to silence his orgasm. White thick ribbons of semen landing on his face and chest.
His legs trembled and felt weak, they couldn't hold him upright anymore making him collapse onto the ground. He sat there breathing hard with his shirt open and his breeches around his ankles, slowly coming out of his high.
'Wow…'
The sun was slowly getting closer to the horizon, the day would soon turn into evening. He had decided that this place, by the lake, was where he would set camp. He had made this decision after washing up in the lake and filling his sketchbook with a certain naked boy.
"He can't be Caucasian" he said quietly to no one but himself.
"But he is too light skinned to be of the same race as those brought from Africa…"
Edward hadn't seen many other types of people than white and black. He had heard and read about them though and he knew others who had been to countries like Japan, China and India. But they were in America now.
'He could be one of those "savages" as my teacher liked to call them. The ones who occupied this land before us…'
"What am I thinking? Of course he is! He's one of those Indians or whatever they are called…"
Anyway, he had decided to stay by the lake. Wanting to see the young man again, wanting to meet him… He would wait.
The sky had changed. The bright blue had turned into an explosion of different shades of violet and red, making the lake bleed. The trees danced in the wind, while the birds that occupied them sang.
'This really is a peaceful place, I wish the others would have been able to see it. They would have loved it. Especially mother…'
Sleeping on the forest bed was not something he would recommend, or at least where he had slept. Hard twigs and rocks had poked him the whole night, making it impossible to go into a slumber. And the woods were frightening when it was pitch-black, the stars above him hidden by the big trees and strange noises coming from nowhere, tall shadows closing in on him. His imagination had run wild to say the least.
When he had woken up, from the sun almost blinding him, he had discovered ants and other creepy crawlers all over him.
He was exhausted, cranky and had no idea why he still was here.
"I'm so stupid, stupidstupidstupid!"
He growled to himself while stripping out of his clothes. Throwing them into a pile before heading towards the water. Deep in thought he didn't notice the presence of another person. It wasn't until someone emerged from under the surface.
'Oh right!... This was not how I imagined us meeting…'
They stared at each other, Edward at loss to what to say while trying to cover himself.
'Would he even understand me?'
From where he stood he could see the young mans face better. His eyes where a rich dark brown, which where now staring back at his blue. He had a sharp nose and a sharp jaw line with a pair of lips, darker and fuller than his own.
"Who are you?"
He asked in an alien language, shaking Edward from his staring.
'What did he say? It sounded like a question'
"What?"
He asked before realising that the other man probably wouldn't know what that meant. But the stranger got a look of realisation on his face.
"Who are you?"
He asked in a heavy accent. The shock of him being able to speak English had Edward in silence. This seemed to annoy the other man who had expected an answer. He moved slowly towards Edward.
"You, who are you?"
"Edward! I'm Edward…"
He stopped in front of him.
"What you doing here? This no place for people like you. Dangerous."
He didn't know how to answer that, and it was getting hard to think with both of them standing naked so close.
"Hrm.. could we possible take this elsewhere?"
The other man considered this then nodded, and they moved to the shore. He put on his loincloth and followed Edward to his camp where he waited for him to dress. When Edward was done he sat down and gestured to his companion to sit across him.
"What you doing here? Dangerous place for white faced, very."
"Before that, would you mind telling me your name so that I can address you properly?"
"… My name is Hantaywee, but paled faced man called me Jacob"
"You have met another like me?"
He nodded.
"Who?"
"He called himself Christopher, he say he was man of your God. He come to us wanting to make us believe in that God. He gave us books, teach the young to read, and talk English."
"Is it alright if I call you Jacob then? I'm afraid your real name would be too hard for me too remember."
Jacob nodded after a while.
"Is this Christopher still with you?"
"No, he was eaten by a big mountain lion. He was walking alone in woods, like you. What you doing here? You never tell me."
"Hrm… I, uh, I moved here recently. I'm trying to get to know these woods."
"Not good to do alone, you should have someone to lead you. Someone who knows this place."
"Someone like you?"
"Yes."
"…would you?"
He didn't know what had possessed him to ask, alright he did. It was the thought of spending more time with Jacob, it was an opportunity and he would be stupid if he didn't take it.
'You are a smart man Mr. Cullen'
"I am not sure if that is good idea, but I cannot leave you. I must talk with my tribe."
Jacob got to his feet and started walking away, leaving a very confused Edward in his wake. After a few metres he stopped and looked back.
"Are you coming or not?"
Edward stood and looked down on his packing, not sure what to do with it. He looked up at Jacob who sighed.
"Leave them, we will come back later."
"Alright.."
And they were off.
"I never asked you Jacob, but how old are you?"
"I have been on this earth for seventeen winters."
A/N: This kind of thing might not come in a while, I don't want to rush things and I dread just thinking about doing it again. But it'll be a fun experience! Anyway, what did you think of my Jacob and Edward? (referring to the links on the previous ch.)