Stephenie Meyer owns the characters, I just like to fuck with them …

Thanks to the lovely SingleStrand who beta'd this for me on very short notice. If you haven't read 'Hard' yet, you're missing out. Seriously.

Rated M for adult content. Slash. Edward/Bella/Jasper. If you are offended by manlove or talk about bodily fluids, this is not for you .

"Okay, boys, enough chit-chat." I interrupted. "I need you to give me something."

"Uh, like what, darlin'?" Jasper asked, probably figuring that Edward needed some help.

"Well … Edward, why don't you go on your hands and knees over Jasper while he's touching himself. Just look at him and let me see how great it looks. You can touch him if you want to." Jeez, for a smart guy, Edward had trouble with the simplest things. If it was me up there I'd probably have my mouth around Jasper's cock by now.

Edward carefully and slowly got into the position I'd suggested, and Jasper stared up at him and his hand started moving again. It was perfect.

"Oh, yes …" I murmured, clicking away. "That's perfect. You guys look amazing."

Edward hovered over Jasper as Jasper stroked himself and gazed up at Edward. I could see Jasper's lips moving; he was whispering to Edward and I couldn't make out what he was saying. Edward shook his head but I saw the corner of his lip twitch. That's right Jasper. He's a horse that needs to be gentled. Speak softly and go slow …

Hesitantly and oh, so slowly, Edward placed his hand on Jasper's chest, just resting it there. He still seemed unable to meet Jasper's gaze. Jasper was still whispering. I saw Edward hesitate, and his forehead wrinkled as he seemed to consider something. Then, so subtly I almost missed it, he nodded once.

Jasper lifted his other hand, the one that wasn't wrapped around his erection, and slowly and carefully placed it over the large bulge in Edward's boxer briefs. Edward's eyes closed and the muscles in his arms clenched and released as he attempted to control his response. Jasper kept whispering as he very gently stroked his palm against Edward, watching him carefully and observing his reactions.

It was an incredibly sweet and gentle scene, and I tried to capture that in the photos I was taking. It was also incredibly hot.

"Beautiful," I murmured, staring at the two of them through the picture window and squeezing the little bulb over and over. These pictures were going to be fucking amazing.

But Jasper knew I needed more. And I'm pretty sure he did too. Slowly and surreptitiously, his hand moved closer to the waistband of Edward's briefs. Edward's eyes were still closed, and his head was hanging down. He was listening to Jasper's soothing words as Jasper's fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his boxers and encountered his naked cock. He gasped as Jasper slid his whole hand in and encircled it.

"Oh, yeah," Jasper moaned, loudly enough that I could hear. "So big … so hard … for me …" he murmured. "Look at me, Edward."

For a moment, I thought Edward might refuse, or even call the whole thing off. He'd been known to do ridiculous things before. I held my breath. Then I watched as Edward's head lifted up. He opened his eyes and met Jasper's steady gaze as Jasper continued to stroke him beneath the fabric.

"You are fucking beautiful, Edward." Jasper said. "And your cock feels so good in my hand … but we need to get rid of these …"

Yes! That's it, Jasper. You are so awesome!

Much to my amazement, Edward nodded and glanced at me as he let Jasper push his boxers down and off of him. In order to do so, Jasper had to sit up and, before he got back in position, he slid a hand along Edward's flank and kissed his hip. "So beautiful …"

Edward shuddered and let out a long sigh. Jasper resumed his position underneath him and wrapped one hand around himself again and the other around Edward's now bare cock.

"Oh my god, that looks so great! Don't move!" I told them, eager to get several shots of this. I was gonna be the fucking Annie Leibovitz of gay porn after this.

Jasper, ever the professional, was as motionless as he could be with two hard cocks in hand. But I could see his chest rising and falling with the effort and tension of holding this position. Edward couldn't help himself and thrust once against Jasper's grasp and then murmured, "S-sorry."

Jasper grinned. "Tsk, tsk. Eager now, are we, Edward?"

"Do you know how fucking long I've wanted your hand on my cock, Jasper?"

"Tell me."

"Oh, fuck … Bella, are you done yet?"

"Yeah. You can move now." I grinned at the poor horny boys. "But take it slow, please. I don't want to miss anything."

"How long, Edward?" Jasper asked as he started moving his hands slowly again.

Edward moaned and thrust his hips again. "S-so fucking long."

"Oh, baby, you should've told me." He stroked Edward's cock a little bit harder. "I'll let you in on a little secret, okay?"

Edward nodded.

"Look at me, baby."

Edward raised his eyes to Jasper's again.

"I've been watching you too. Imagining what you'd look like naked, with your big cock in my hand … and here you are …"

"Jasper." Suddenly Edward's mouth was on Jasper's and they were kissing desperately and deeply and even I could feel the charge in the air. But I had to remind them of what we were trying to achieve here before it got out of hand.

"Okay, easy now, don't get carried away - we've just started. And I can't shoot the kiss 'cause we don't want headshots. Unfortunately. 'Cause it's really hot. Um, guys?"

They weren't listening to me. They were lost to this kiss that had taken weeks to finally occur and so I let them be for a few more moments. Then I dropped the bulb, walked over so that I was standing right next to them and clapped my hands loudly. "Boys!"

They broke apart and looked at me like I was from another planet.

"You know, this is really wonderful and special, but we really do have some work to do here. Can you get a grip?"

Jasper looked down at his hand on Edward's cock and said, "Well, Bella, I seem to have a pretty good grip right now."

"Very funny. Edward."

Edward was nuzzling and kissing Jasper's neck and throat. Jesus, did I need to get a hose?

"Fuck off, Bella," he muttered, continuing his actions.

"Edward, baby …" Jasper said, " … there's lots of time. Let's give Bella what she wants and then I'll give you what you want. I promise."

"Okay," he whispered and tore his lips away from Jasper's neck to glare at me. "What do you want?"

I smiled. "Thank you. Look, I don't know why you're being all bitchy with me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be in this position."

"Maybe you shouldn't play with fire, Bella."

"Okay, look, hot shot. Do you think you could just get in some different positions for me and touch each other? And then I'll leave you alone and you can fuck each other silly for all I care. Okay?" Oh, my god, he was such a fucking amateur.

"Okay, fine."

"Thank you." I walked back to the camera. "Edward, can you stay on all fours for a bit longer?"

"I thought you wanted us to move?"

"I want Jasper to move. I'm thinking if he could kneel up facing me from the other side of you, that would look great."

"Sure thing, darlin', Jasper drawled and moved to get into the position I'd suggested. As he moved around to Edward's other side, his hand came down with a slap on Edward's backside.

"Shit …" Edward gasped. "What the hell was that?"

"Foreplay." Jasper grinned and got in position. "What should I do with my hands, Bella?" he said and winked at me.

"Just put one on his ass and the other on his shoulder, for now. Yeah, that's perfect. Edward, the lines of your body in this position are incredible."

He didn't respond. He was still pissed that I'd interrupted his smooching on Jasper. Well, well. Two could play at this game. "Okay, I got some good ones. Now, Jasper, can I get you to hand job him again?"

Jasper's mouth quirked up. "Abosolutely, darlin'."

Edward shot a glance at me and I shrugged, unwrapping a piece of gum and popping it in my mouth. "What?"

"I feel like a goat being milked or something …" he murmured as Jasper's hand wrapped around him again. "Oh, fuck …" he whispered.

Jasper had wet his hand with some spit and was moving it slickly over Edward's cock. "You want me to milk you, baby?"

"Oh … Jesus … that's not what I … " He moaned as Jasper worked him with obvious skill.

"Mm hm. I bet I can get some milk out of you. Some hot … creamy … white … sticky … milk …"

I almost stopped shooting, the sight before me was so hot. Edward was groaning, his eyes closed and his body tense, as Jasper stroked him. I was worried he might come; he looked like he was getting to that point already, and Jasper's dirty mouth was doing things to me too. Oh well. Maybe a come shot would work out nicely, as long as it didn't make too big a mess.

"Jasper, that's awesome. If he comes, just aim it at the bed. We don't have time for showers and I'm gonna need a bit more after this."

"Yes, ma'am," he murmured, his hand moving faster. "You gonna come for me, baby? You gonna shoot all over these white sheets for me?"

And I knew he was going to, any second. He was groaning and thrusting into Jasper's hand and I'd never seen anything so beautiful. His head was hanging, and Jasper was holding onto his shoulder to keep him from falling over. His hands were fisting the sheets and his body was starting to tremble.

"Oh, yeah, baby, that's it … let go and come for me, baby … come for me, Edward."

And that was it. I watched, enthralled, as, with a loud groan, Edward shot thick streams of come onto the sheets, over and over and over, until I wondered when he'd be done. Leave it to Edward to have a dramatically long climax. He gave the term 'drama queen' new meaning.

Jasper was chuckling and pumping the come out of him and having the time of his life. I could tell. We exchanged a glance, and I shrugged as if to say, 'Hell, I didn't know he was that into you'.

When he was finally finished, Jasper gathered him up against him and kissed his neck as he ran his hands over Edward's muscular chest and abs. Edward let his head fall back on Jasper's shoulder and kept emitting these little girly whimpers, like it was all too much for him. But his body, stretched up now in front of Jasper, facing me; well, there was nothing girly about that, and I kept taking pictures as Jasper rubbed him down like he was a prize stallion or something.

"Wow. Great job. Both of you," I said, very pleased. "I just want to try one more thing. But first we need to get rid of these sheets."

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