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A/N OKAY...Serious Authors Note. I have warned you in the past, I am saying it again; You might not like this Edward. This story is a story of a man who was a bit of a bastard in many ways, but he was honest about what he was. It is also a story of redemption and that is a theme through this story. These are both consenting adults who are capable of making informed decisions about what they are doing. Let me know how you feel. I respond to reviews. Hell, I appreciate everyone that reads and favorites my little story. Thank you for taking the time to read my work.
The only thing these guys have in common with Meyers boys are some extremely common names.
There is a lemon in this chapter..
He thought he was going to go to sleep? Well that shit was funny. I did love how beautiful he looked all sweaty and wrung out there, laying on his back like he didn't have a care in the world, but he
had obviously forgotten that there were two of us involved in this little endeavor and I still had a situation that needed to be dealt with and I intended to deal with it even if it meant giving him a bit of a
rude awakening. I stood next to the bed looking down at him sleeping, and he was sleeping, in fact he was softly snoring. I was impressed with how much work he had put into getting into shape for
the academy. His abs were well defined into a nice six pack and though he wasn't a bulky muscle head type, he was in damn good shape and deceptively strong. I liked the longer hair on him, and as
long as he kept it off his ears and collar, I was going to let him keep it, but sadly the scruffy beard he had going was going to have to go, it was against policy for the department, though if he wanted
to keep a 'stache like mine that was more than okay, in fact I kinda liked that idea. He rolled up on his side in his sleep and just getting a look at his almost perfect ass was getting me harder than a
rock again. I didn't want to waste time hunting down a condom and the lube so I just figured what the hell and I went ahead and got one on and got ready, I was going to get mine and let him go back
to sleep, so there was no point in playing any games. I trailed my fingers down his back and up again, seeing if he reacted, and I as I slid in behind him on the bed I began to trail them along his side
and up his chest as I leaned down and began tasting his neck and ear and whispering to him, "Wake up sleepyhead ,you left something undone that needs to be taken care of." and as I rolled him over
onto his back underneath me, I could see he was very much awake when he felt my hard dick pressing up against his ass and he wasn't quite sure he liked it. "Jasper, trust me, I will go slow. I promise
you will enjoy yourself, okay?" He just looked at me all owl eyed, frozen like I was a snake about to eat him, but I wasn't going to let him slide on this one, he got his, I was getting mine, even if I had
to take a little more control from him than he would like. "Jasper, give me your hands" and as he reached up I caught his hands and grasped them, extended above his head and then I continued
kissing around his neck and ears while my free hand reached down and tweaked his nipples gently and stroked his side, " I am not going to hurt you intentionally, but it will sting a little, do yourself a
favor and breathe and relax, I will go slow just like you did" His eyes got a little big when I said that because we both knew he didn't go slow, and yeah, that was a dick move, but I never said I was a
nice guy. I figured just for controlling him and ease of his first time, it was going to be simpler to have him on his stomach, so I flipped him over onto his belly and pulled him up on his knees, keeping his
wrists in my grip so he knew I was still in control. I spread apart his knees with my knees and I got into position, but first I added a bunch more lube to him, because he was so damn slim and it looked
so tight, I just knew that if it wasn't lubed, he wasn't going to be making the Academy orientation on Friday night. I rubbed my dick up and down the crack of his ass as he moaned and whimpered,
teasingly stopping at the point of entry, but not even trying just to see him freeze like a rabbit as I went back to stroking him again. I nudged him forward until he was close enough to the headboard of
his bed that he wasn't going anywhere, and then on the next pass by, I took a dip in with the head of my dick. The reaction was immediate and dramatic, he yelped and lunged forward, striking his
head on the headboard and just about stunning himself. I could have stopped then and gotten him a bandaid for his booboo, but that would have been a waste of what I had just accomplished, the
head of my dick was in him, he was a bit out of it, so I figured, "What the hell, might as well get the rest of the way seated and get the worst of it over for him." so I did. He gasped as I pushed the rest
of the way in, and truthfully, so did I because that shit was TIGHT. I couldn't have moved without coming to save my life so I just pulled him up against me like I was cuddling him and I waited until he
relaxed a little. I kissed the top of his head where he had bashed it and rubbed his shoulders while I waited for him to give the okay. He was panting and gasping like he was in some pain, but as I
reached down and played with his dick, I also noticed he was hard as a rock, and I don't think it was because of any brain damage he got hitting his head. I decided to take some initiative and I gently
pulled back a little and eased forward again, and he moaned like he wasn't sure what to think, so I decided to keep doing that, only at a little more steady and quicker pace. He started calling for God
when I did that and I knew that if he was looking for God, then with a change of position, I could help him find him, so I pulled out of him and before he knew what was happening I had him on his back
with his knees over my elbows and this time I wasn't just nudging, I slid all the way home and he shouted out like he had damn sure found God at that point. His hands grabbed my forearms and he
had a death grip on me as I eased back out and slowly back into him but at a slightly different angle, and with that he moaned and relaxed his grip on my arms so I reached down and started stroking
his dick as I eased in and out of him, shifting angles every little bit to stroke up against his prostate. "God! Edward!, Im getting close again" he said and I was pleased to hear that, because as tight as
he was, I was getting there myself and with work to deal with tomorrow I was going to have to wrap things up and head for the house. I decided to go for broke and really put the spurs to him to finish
up, and I pulled his legs up and angled so to where I knew his sweet spot was and I made sure I was hitting it every time and before too many more strokes we were both coming apart at the seams
and I could hardly keep from collapsing on top of him as I literally saw stars from the intensity of it. God Damn! I pulled out of him and tossed the condom in the trash next to his bed. He was laying
there on his back with a , "Rode hard and put up wet" kinda look on his face so I knew I had to tend to him a little bit or he was going to be all kinds of sore the next day, so I hot footed it into his
kitchen and got a couple bottles of water out of the fridge and then I stopped off and got a damp and warm wash cloth out of his bathroom on my way back into his room. He had rolled over onto his
side and was kinda huddled up and I knew that shit didn't bode well, so I rubbed his shoulder and kissed him as I cleaned the spunk off of him. I handed him the bottle of water and then went into his
bathroom to run him a warm bath to help soak away some of the soreness he was going to be feeling,(never said I couldn't be a compassionate bastard did I?), and then I went back to get him up and
coax him into the tub with me. I knew he was feeling out of sorts and I didn't want to leave him feeling like hell after his first time. He was still laying on his side and not saying anything so I laid down
behind him and just cuddled him up against me. " Talk to me, why are you being so quiet now?" He sighed deeply, "Well, I guess its official now, I am a nothing but a faggot."
JPOV
The enormity of what had just happened hit Jasper like a ton of bricks. He had ended up getting fucked by a man who he barely knew, and though it had ended up being a mostly pleasurable
experience, he had been dominated and made to feel out of control, and one thing Jasper never was, was out of control. He had worked hard since he had been on his own to keep a level head and
maintain a strict discipline over himself and his body, that was the main reason he had never gone out with anyone before or even tried to have sex, he had to be in control and prove his family wrong,
he wasn't the "shame of the family that should have been drowned at birth" he was just Jasper, a guy who wanted to make his family proud again someday, somehow and yet, he had just proven
them right, he was a "queer" a "faggot", that shit didn't fly in his family so he really was an orphan, he had just sealed that. He laid there waiting for Edward to just leave so he could be alone for
awhile, he didn't know what he was going to do after that, but he was probably going to leave and never look back. Emmett was building a new a good life with Rosalie, Edward would go on being
whatever he was, nothing would change but Jasper would be out of their hair. When he heard the water running in the bathroom, he thought Edward was showering and cleaning up before he left, he
did not expect him to come back in to deal with his melt down. Jasper wasn't expecting kindness from Edward, in fact he was more than sure he had been used, but by the same token he had done
some using himself, so he figured he got as good as he gave, he just wasn't as experienced in the method. His whole body was beginning to ache when Edward laid down next to him, and he was
planning on taking a few of his left over pain pills and drinking the beers that were left in the fridge and sleeping until morning when he would talk things over with Emmett. Edwards reaction to him
calling himself those names was unexpected, and it left Jasper wondering what the mans motivation was.
EPOV
When he called himself a "Faggot", I knew that we probably had a lot more in common than I had ever even considered. If he thought he was going to run my ass off by throwing down that word, then
he had another thing coming because I had been called a lot worse by much bigger men than him, in fact I had heard that same word from my own so- called family, much like I figured he had, so it
appeared that my plans for a quick escape to get some sleep before work the next day was blown to hell and gone, because I knew he needed to unload some of the poison that was rolling around in
his guts, otherwise it was going to eat him from the inside out, and no matter what a heartless bastard I may have been most of the time, I did give a damn about what happened to him. I figured the
best way to deal with it was during a nice warm soak in tub so both of our tired and sore asses could be soothed, and I could keep him relaxed, so I just swooped him up against me and carried him
into the bathroom with me and we I got us settled into the tub with him sitting between legs and cuddled up against my chest and I told him, "Look, if you are calling yourself a faggot, then you are
calling me that too and I really don't appreciate being called that name by someone I just spent a damn good time with, so look, I know it's a lot to take deal with, I have been there, in fact I the reason
I joined the Marines was because I was given the option of being homeless or in the military and being quiet about who I was, so I chose the military as a means to an end, much like I am willing to bet
you did." He just nodded against my chest as I started stroking his hair and telling him about all the years I had spent living in denial of what and who I was, and how hard it was to face things alone,
but that it was what made us stronger and when we did decide to allow ourselves to feel something, it would be more intense and meaningful, but that it would have to be in the right time and place
and the important thing to remember was that, all good things come in time. I did my best to reassure him that I was going to do my best to be there for him as much as the situation would allow.
JPOV
Jasper didn't know what to think when Edward picked him up and carried him into the bathroom. He was too drained emotionally and physically to fight, so he just laid there, limp and languid in
Edwards arms as Edward told him about the things he had gone through as a young man, a story that was virtually the same as Jaspers. The warm water, coupled with the soothing feeling of being in
Edwards arms while he stroked his hair, helped to soothe away some of the hurt and anguish Jasper was feeling, but he still was not sure how he was going to deal with everything that was going
through his mind. "Jasper, listen, you are going to be okay, this was just a big bump in the road, but things are going to start really going well for you. The academy starts day after tomorrow, you have
a start on a real future, a damn good friend who cares about you and would rip my head off if anything happened to you, and you have your whole life and career ahead of you. You need to just take a
deep breath and give things time to develop, see where things are going to go, but you damn sure aren't just a , faggot", you are a survivor and someone that inspires fierce loyalty and love from their
friend, and I am willing to bet you are a hell of a medic and you are going to be a hell of a cop." The words helped to ease some of the ache and fear in Jaspers heart, but he still wasn't sure how the
entire turn of events was going to affect his and Edwards budding relationship, so he decided to just say what was on his mind, " We just hardly met a month and a half ago, don't even hardly know
each other, yet I just threw myself at you like it was nothing. You probably think Im some kinda piece of shit for just jumping you like that." Edward chuckled softly , "No, I don't think you are anything of
the sort. I think you were someone like me. Someone who has been alone and starved for physical affection from something other than your own damn hand for so long that it was just like a force of
nature coming together. We are both grown assed men and we are both able to make decisions about what we do, without having to ask permission from the fucking polite society, because God knows
they damn sure don't wanna give it to us." Jasper silently mulled over then things Edward told him, and he considered that in spite of the difficulties they were going to face in their relationship, he
wanted to give being with Edward a try.
EPOV
After I talked to him a bit about my past and made sure his mind was in a better place, I knew I had to start laying out the rules of the road for how things had to be when he was around me in public. I
figured he wasn't going to like it, but if he couldn't hack it, then now would be the time to figure things out and put and end to it. "Jasper, Orientation night is going to be somewhat of a test for all the
cadets, kinda like the beginning of Basic. I know you will be able to handle that, but Gunny is in charge of a large chunk of things and he will be out to get a little payback from you for you dogging him in
front of staff, I can only step in if it gets too far over the line, so you will have to be ready to watch your own back. I will even have to be tough on you, so be prepared, you may not like the side of me
you see when things get to rolling along. You will be expected to put in ride along hours as well as academy time and after the mid-point of the academy when you get your reserve status, you will be
expected to start working with different field training officers. We should be able to see each other from time to time, but its always going to be subject to being able to work around schedules and
other interruptions and we absolutely have to keep it quiet because if anyone even suspected that we were anything to each other more than Captain and new boot initially, they would come down on
you extra hard and it would go bad for both of us." I hoped I was making it clear to him that things had to be the way they were for the good of us both, but I don't think he fully grasped the
implications of the entire situation and just how damn long those lonely nights were going to be and how hard it was going to get on both of us in the long run.