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A/N: Ok readers, here is a little M/M action for all you guys. I hope that it's to your liking. Also I rushed to finish this chapter, so beware there maybe errors.

I have no Beta! It's just me.

Karma

Good Morning

(PPOV)

My damn nose kept twitching forcing me out of my blissful dream of John and me. Strangely enough I was disappointed that I was waking up. I mean the dream was nothing sexual; it was just us hanging out, drinking a beer or two and just bull shitting with each other. Maybe this imprinting thing isn't so bad as long I don't have to get romantically involved with him and here is the pain at the thought of not being able to touch my imprint in that way.

Shocker!

The wolf did not approve of the thought of denying his mate anything. Also my inner wolf was still mad at me for being unfaithful to his mate. Now, what the fuck woke me up! I took in a big breath keeping my eyes shut trying to will sleep to take me again and then that's when I smelt it.

Chocolate!

I sniffed the air again.

Oh yeah! It was chocolate with a hint of lavender and it was close too!

So I let my tongue flicker out to lick my lips only to brush up against something soft yet hard at the same time and by god it tasted so fucking good! I found the thing that smelt like chocolate was right in front of me and holy fuck it tasted just like chocolate with a hint of raspberry.

Shit! This was a sinful desert that I was lapping up here!

I began to lick, suck, and nibble on my delicious desert. My hips started to buck up and I was met with wonderful friction that caused me to moan around my treat as I increased my movements wanting more. I could feel the pressure beginning to build in my lower abdomen as one of my hands started to roam around my chocolate raspberry treat. My hand found something that was stiff and hard underneath some sort of fabric. I didn't care what it was. My mind was still clouded by a haze of sleep and blind lust. I just started to rub it in time with my grinding as I continued to play with whatever it was that was in my mouth.

A groan reached my ears snapping me wide awake. Which caused my eyes shoot open to focus on the where the sound came from and I froze dead in my tracks at what I saw before me.

It was John!

John!

My eyes were transfixed on John's bliss filled face. His lips were slightly parted as his breathing was heavy with desire. Oh yeah I could tell we was liking his dream and the sensations that I was giving him! He even had a little pink tint to his checks.

Then it hit me!

I had John's nipple in my mouth! I had been full out playing with it as well as humping his leg and rubbing him off as I did so. Oh sweet mother fuck! I'm straight! I should not be enjoying this as much as I am right now! This is not something I want him to wake up to. I gulped causing my tongue to move and John let out a low soft moan in his sleep as his face showed nothing but pure pleasure as the cute pink tint on his cheeks darkened to a lovely red. That's all it took for my will to break and allowed the wolf in me to gain control.

My eyes never left his face as I continued to play with his nipple and resumed dry humping his leg as I started to rub him off again. I guess I really am a dog. I smirked at the thought. As I was rubbing John off I got a good feel of his length, he was just a little bigger than average 8 ½ inches maybe. He was no were near as big as me but my wolf didn't care he would still make me submit to John, regardless of his size.

My wolf was loving all of the noises that John was making in his sleep. Damn, he's a really heavy sleeper. I wonder what else I can get away with. I took his nipple in-between my teeth and gently bite down on it. I subconsciously started to increase the speed of the humping…grinding…or whatever the fuck you want to call it. The god damn friction his leg created for me was un-fucking-believable! An aroused growl escaped my lips only to be muffled by his firm hard chest.

I went ridged as John began to stir from my actions. Shit! Fuck! Fucker, now you start to wake up! After I'm completely rock hard and horny as fuck! Bastard! You're a fucking cock tease! You Bastard!

Wait a minute!

I'm trying to get off on a guy who's sleeping an unable to do shit to stop me. What the fuck is wrong with me! I am straight! Hot chicks! Tits! Pussies! Why the fuck did that kill my raging hard on? I royally screwed!

John continued to move as he started to come back to the world from the realm of sleep. Shit! I don't think he'll be too happy knowing that his future step-brother was trying to molest him in his sleep. What do I mean trying? I am molesting him in his sleep!

My inner volatile wolf didn't care. He was pleasing his mate and that's all that mattered to him.

So I bolted as fast as I could out the nearest window that looked over the back yard and jumped out of it landing with a gentle thud on the dew covered ground below. I spared one last pasting glance at the upstairs window before making sure I didn't wake John or the fact that he didn't see me. When I made sure that I was in the clear I then high tailed it out of there and into the woods. All the while I was grace with the pain of the imprinting grasping at my heart the further I got from John.

I stopped after I was a good distance from the house but close enough so that it was still in view. I just needed some air to clear my head of what had just happened with John. I just needed to calm down that's all and get the wolf in me to relax. Because the last thing I needed was to go back home only to start humping his leg again like some bitch in heat.

At the thought of humping John's leg made my recent memories come full force and it brought with it all the lust, want and need that you would never believe. As images of John flashed through my head and what I was doing to him in his sleep made me incredibly hard.

Fuck!

Shit!

I started to think of some of the hottest girls that I fucked but my member didn't fall limp like it did before. Fuck! I guess I'm just too horny. Fuck! I need release! Badly!

My hands fumbled with the button and the zipper of my cut offs allowing my member to spring out. I allowed my cut offs to fall down to my ankles. I hissed as the cool morning air touched my hardness. I was just going to have to jack off in the woods. After all I had a very painful problem that needed to be taken care of. I stared down at my impressive member as a smirk painted my lips. You gotta love being a wolf at times the way it blesses you to be way bigger than average. Hell the wolf gene makes you a giant among men in more ways than one. I chuckled at my own thoughts.

I closed my eyes and let my imagination continue the little interaction with John. My hand grasped around my hardness as I began to stroke myself. As images of John withering in pleasure and what he would taste like. My stroking started to increase as grunts and moans left my mouth. The pressure was building in my lower abdomen again as my free hand went to play with my sac.

With a few more storks and a few tugs I came hard screaming John's name! I used a nearby tree for support as my breathing began to even out. I brought up my cum covered hand to my lips and started to lick it clean. Letting myself believe that its John's cum I'm lapping up. I know that sounds really sick but my wolf was just loving the idea of pleasing John and this being his reward for a job well done.

I noticed that the sun was higher up than it was before. How much time did I waste jerking off? I started to head back to the house once I thought I was good with my self control. When the distance between the house and me got shorter it was like I ran into a wall of smells. Eggs, beacon, French toast, and toast! Equaling to one thing!

Food Bitches!

When I was close enough to the house I then realize there was another heartbeat in the room. That's not right. Chris and mom leave in the early morning for work every day. That's when the freaky imprinting emotions kicked in and I with my wolf were in full blown panic mode. I rushed towards the back door, bursting into the kitchen only to see John by the stove finishing up breakfast and Sam sitting at the table. They both had been talking and laughing it up before staring at me when I burst though the kitchen door. Both John and Sam were just staring at me with one eyebrow raised at my Rambo actions. Wait! Sam? Why the fuck is he here?

"Sam? Why the fuck are you here?" I whisper yelled the question.

"What can't I stop by and see a friend?" He said in a stern voice meaning I was in trouble as he chuckled. Fucking chuckled! Why the fuck was he chuckling? I growled out of irritation and of course it was loud enough for John to hear. All he did was give me an odd look that was asking what was that question.

"Is that French toast I smell?" which I answered by smiling like a fool and asking the most obvious question of the year. John just gave me a nodded as a reply going back to finish up cooking our meal. Fuck! John is probably thinking that I have some weird mental problem for the way I've been acting. Hell! I'm starting to wonder if I do myself. I quickly turned my attention back to Sam before I could make even more of an ass out of myself as I took a seat a crossed from him.

"Well someone forgot to mention that they were moving yesterday." Sam stated.

Oh yeah, I'm in trouble!

Before I could speak two loaded plates were placed in front of Sam and me followed by two cups of orange juice. Sam was clearly surprised by the shear amount of food on his plate but in all honesty I'm not. I mean come on! My imprint saw how much I ate last night and he even gave me larger servings than anyone else so he made an educated guess that Sam would eat the same amount as me because I hang out with him all the time.

"Sorry" I apologized to my Alpha.

"It's alright. I'm just glad I ran into John when I did." Sam brushed it off as if it was no big deal. If he was just going to do that then why the fuck did he bring it up in the first place. I swear to fucking god he just likes to push my buttons sometimes. John sat in-between me and Sam with his own plate as we all started to dig into our own meals.

"This is delicious!" Sam said in disbelief, like there could be better nothing better than Emily's cooking. Well guess what Sam; we have a new chef for the pack. My wolf was proud at the fact his mate was able to please his Alpha. Hell, I was happy that something was able to shock Sam.

"I know right! This shit is better than Emily's and the leech lover's!" I confirmed what he said as I continued to shovel food into my mouth as John gave me another odd look.

"He means Bella Swan." Sam informed him.

"Leech lover? You mean like vampire lover?" John asked and Sam and I both froze not really knowing what to do. Shit! I'm an idiot! John was able to unknowingly figure out the tribe's big fury secret without even trying just by looking at my tattoo. Now I just gave him a big fat ass clue about vampires! Fuck me to a candy coated hell! Then John continued his train of thought much to our dismay.

"Is it because she dated Edward Cullen?" John asked. Fuck! "I mean he and his family all had pale skin, succulent eyes and they never seem to be around on the rare sunny days here in Forks." Shut up! Shut up! Please if there is a god out there, please make John stop talking. "So they could in fact pass for vampires or is it that she didn't pick a hot blooded wolf like yourself?" John continued his little ramble of a thought, much to my dismay and ended with a joke to me and my tribal lore in good fun. I caught on quickly but if only he knew how right he was with his thinking.

Well except me wanting that leech lover.

She's nothing more than a sorry excuse of a girl and I'm surprised anyone likes her or wants her for that matter.

"Please, you know she couldn't handle a wolf like me!" I purred out at him; causing a full out grin to break a crossed his handsome face, once that amused breath taking grin appeared I was then laughing my ass off as Sam was still shocked by what John had said and how dead on he was about everything. He was so close to finding out the truth of our secrets and he didn't even know it. I simple gave Sam a look that said I will explain later. After John's little ramble he went back to his quiet self. Probably filled his talking quota for today I thought. Once me and Sam both relaxed we quickly went back to shoveling food into our faces.

I noticed that during breakfast Sam and John were the ones doing most of the talking. Well Sam was the one talking and answering questions that John silently asked. I swear it's like they known each other for years. It was like Sam could read John like a book.

I was jealous! John is my fucking imprint and Sam already has one, so I shouldn't feel threatened right? Wrong! Just watching Sam act around John was alien to me. I mean this Sam was smiling, joking around and showing emotions I've never really seen him show even when he's around Emily. What the sweet fuck is going on here? Then I remember that Sam said he ran into John this morning. What the fuck does he mean by that?

"So Sam, what did you mean when you said you ran into John?" I questioned and then they both went silent and just stared at me.

To be continued…