Sorry this so late this evening. FF is being a bitch with editing. I still don't have it right, but I hope you don't mind too much.

I don't own Twilight. Have you seen the picture of Rob and Kristen in bed on Isle Esme? Have you seen Rob in those boxers? All I have to say is Kristen is one damn lucky woman!

This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.

There will be alternate POV's every day. Jasper will be first and is much more talkative. Edward not so much….. for now.

Chapter 17 - Tension

I run up the stairs to my room as soon as I get home. Mom is yelling about dinner being ready soon, but I can't even take the time to answer her. As soon as I shut my door and lock it, I start stripping off my workbooks, jeans, and shirt. I've been hard pretty much since the moment I laid eyes on Edward, and his little stunt in the car didn't help matters any. I don't think I've ever been this hard in my life. Throwing myself on the bed, I reach over to the small table sitting beside it and grab some lotion. What 17 year old guy doesn't have a good supply of lotion on hand for just this occasion? Whenever I would feel the need to relieve a bit of stress in the past, it was always nameless, faceless people I would imagine. I tried movie stars and celebrities, but they were never enough to push me over the edge. Maybe the fact that I was trying to imagine women had something to do with it. I don't think I'm ever going to have that problem again.

Squeezing some lotion into the palm of my hand, I can't help but remember that Edward's hand was holding mine less than an hour ago. My cock twitches at the thought of it. I close my eyes and lightly run my fingers up and down my length. God, I'm so fucking turned on. I moan so loud that I wonder if they can hear me downstairs. I'm to the point where I don't care if they can.

I can't take it anymore and finally wrap my hand around my cock. The sounds of my slicked fingers rubbing around the head almost do me in. I start to think about Edward and how hot as fuck he looked today. Those tight jeans showing off that perfect ass of his. His T-shirt stretched across his chest so I could see his toned body every time he moved. What would I do to him if he was in my room right now? Would he let me pull that T-shirt over his head so I could get my hands on him and feel his smooth, pale skin. Would he let me open those button-fly jeans one at a time slowly showing me what I want to see more than anything? I'm so fucking close just thinking about him here with me. No shirt, jeans unbuttoned. I think about him standing at the foot of my bed just looking at me with those fucking beautiful green eyes as he reaches down into his jeans to take out his cock. I know he would be just as hard as I am right now.

"Edward…" I yell out loudly as my cock explodes. I keep pumping over and over as my stomach muscles contract and my back raises up off the bed. I'm completely covered with my come, and I know I've never released that hard or that much. Holy shit, that was intense. I just lay there and try to recover. I'm almost panting at this point, but I try to slow my breathing down.

That was by far the most amazing orgasm of my life. I didn't even get to the point in my fantasy where I actually got to see Edward's dick yet, and I couldn't help but come all over myself. Damn, is it all the way up to my neck? Fuck, I need to get in the shower before dinner and wash all this off. That is, if I can get my legs to move.

I roll over and grab my shirt off the floor to try and clean myself up a bit. I wonder what Edward is doing right now. Even though he's only been gone for a short time, I find myself craving him. I don't think I'll ever get enough of him. I need to send him a text. It's not the same as having him here, but it will have to do until I get to see him tomorrow. This is the first time in my life I've ever wished for an early morning wake up call to get here faster.

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E-

"Ohhh, fuck me, Jasper!" I pump my cock hard trying to make this feeling last. God, that was amazing. I knew I had to take care of this not so little problem as soon as I got inside. Yelling to mom that I needed to take a shower to get all the dirt from the farm off, I couldn't make it to the bathroom fast enough. Damn, Jasper is going to be the death of me. I guess I better just get used to being best friends with my right hand for a while. I don't want to scare Jasper away by being too forward with him, but I just know watching him getting all hot and sweaty working this summer is going to be torture for my dick. I won't mind it though, if I can have him forever.

Jumping out the shower, I grab a towel and dry off. I need to get dressed fast so I can get downstairs for dinner. Sr. doesn't like to be kept waiting. It's cool having a bathroom attached to my room in this new house. I grab some clean clothes and put the dirty ones in the hamper.

"Edward, get down here now!" Dad must have worked up an appetite sitting on his fat ass all day. Guess I better get down there. I grab my cell out of my dirty jeans before I go. I hope Jasper sends me a text tonight. God, I would love to hear his voice before I go to bed.

Looks the like boys both needed some relief! I hope that wasn't too terrible. Virgin lemon writer here as I'm sure you can tell. *blushes*

Let me know if it was hot or if I need a hell of a lot of work before I write the next one! :)

See you tomorrow!