I don't own Twilight. I just cannot take Rob all hot in sweaty in the LA sun with that grey suit on. I think he's trying to kill us. And is it just me, or are his feet unnaturally large? *wink wink*

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, but Edward is starting to talk a bit more!

Chapter 24 - Anticipation

J-

The alarm blaring wakes me up from a very nice dream. I don't remember it well, but just know it was about Edward. My morning wood is so hard it's ridiculous, and I just feel relaxed and peaceful. All three of those things, feeling relaxed and peaceful, and being extremely hard always happens when I'm near Edward.

I roll out of bed and start my morning routine. I always have to get up this early during the school year, but it just sucks that I have to do it during the summer. I'm either busting my ass studying or busting my ass working. Maybe with Edward here now, I can slow down a bit and enjoy my senior year. What would it be like to take him to Indy on a date? Would he want to go with me? I pretty sure both of us want to keep this a secret around here, but in Indy no one would know us. We could go out on the town or go dancing. Not that I've ever really danced before. Guys around here slow dance or they don't dance at all. Is that just a stereotype that all gay men like to dance? Jesus, I'm probably insulting myself, and I don't even know it! I guess I'll have to ask Edward about that. In fact, there are a lot of things I'm probably going to need his guidance in, and I'm not even talking about sex. I'll probably need a power point presentation for that. Or I guess I could just watch some guy porn.

I have to stop thinking about this. Edward is going to be here soon, I need to get control of myself. He's going to need me to be strong today, so I can show him what to do. I know he wants to do a good job for my dad, and even though I hate it, he's probably trying to impress his dick of a dad as well. I'm not going to let my crazy musings get in the way of that.

After I spend some quality time in the shower with some shampoo, I head downstairs for breakfast. This is usually when dad talks to me about what he wants me to accomplish during the day. Some days are light, and I'm done fairly fast, but most days he has me working until the older hands come in from the fields. I guess he feels guilty, so he always tries to hire someone to help me out, but so far I haven't had one that was decent. They always like the sound of the money they'll make, until they find out they'll actually have to work hard for it. Not many teenagers go for that kind of thing these days. They want a lot of money for little or no effort. I'd be like that too, but I happen to live in the real world where things don't come quite so easy. Most of the guys that live in Edward's subdivision wouldn't be caught dead out here trying to do this work. I know he's not used to it, but I can see he has the determination not to give up. I know my boy will do an amazing job.

"Jasper, you remember Edward is going to be here soon." Dad talks over his morning paper. Like I could forget who's probably driving here as we speak. Damn, I didn't check my phone this morning. I wonder if he texted me.

"Jasper, are you listening to me?" He's put his paper down, so I know I've annoyed him.

"Yeah dad, I remember. I'm going to start him out in the barn going over some the equipment and getting him familiar with everything."

Why does what I said make me want to chuckle like Bevis and Butthead? I'm very sure I have some large equipment I can familiarize him with. I really am starting to act my age, or Edward just brings out the pervert in me. I think it's a little bit of both.

"That's good plan. I don't want him getting hurt on any of the machinery. Just have him do light work this week, and he can work up to the heavy stuff. I'm glad that asshole of a dad he has isn't going to be bringing him out here. You know I hate violence, but damn, I wanted to clock that guy yesterday."

I can't help but laugh at my dad. He's in good shape, you have to be to work on a farm, but the thought of him getting in a fight is hilarious. Mr. Compassion wouldn't hurt a fly, and he knows it.

"Dad, I don't think you'll need to come to blows. His dad really was a dick yesterday, wasn't he?" It's just hard for me to imagine someone being that hurtful to their child. It really helps me to see just how good I have it.

"Watch your mouth, son, but yes, he is a complete and total dick."

I almost shoot the cereal I'm eating out my nose. Dad doesn't fight and he doesn't curse much either. He must really dislike Edward's dad. I always knew he was a good judge of character.

"Carlisle! You better not be cussing in front of that boy. You're not too big for me to bend you over my knee." Yuck. Mom walks in behind dad shaking her finger at him.

"Oh Esme, I think I'd like that."

Gross me the fuck out. I don't need to hear this shit.

"I'm heading out to the barn. You two are disgusting."

Mom giggles as dad grabs her around the waist and sits her down on his lap. I'm walking out the door as mom hollers after me, "Oh Jasper, you're going to be in love one day and it won't seem all that disgusting then!"

Parent's shouldn't act like that around their kids. It's enough to scar them for life.

But something mom said hits home as soon as I get the door shut. She said I was going to be in love one day.

I can't help but think that day may already be here.

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E-

I pull up the driveway and see Jasper walking out of the house. He's looking down so I don't think he realizes I'm here yet. I love that smile on his face. He looks happy and confident. That makes for a very yummy Jasper.

As I watch his graceful walk, I can't help but notice his clothes. I'm sure it's just what he usually wears while he works, but damn if he doesn't look fucking hot. Loose Levis that ride low, workbooks that look well worn, and a tight black T-shirt with the Cullen Farm logo on it. Wonder if I can get me one of those shirts to sleep in tonight. Preferably the one Jasper is currently wearing.

I put my Volvo in park and get out. He must hear my door shut, because his head shoots up, and he's looking at me with lust and relief in his eyes. I know I'm probably looking back at him the same way, because that's what I'm feeling at the moment. The intense need to just jump in his arms and never let go is there, but so is the feeling of relief just to be near him again.

I break our staring match with a smile and start walking toward him.

"Hey cowboy, you ready for me today?" I don't want to torture either of us all day by being too flirty, but I just can't help myself. I missed him.

"Um, well, Hoosiers aren't really considered cowboys. You'll have to go a lot further South than this to find one of those. Is a cowboy what you're interested in finding?"

I sure hope he's teasing me. It's hard to tell by the look on his face. He has to know that he's all I'm ever going to want.

"Well, I'm kind of disappointed. I think you would look fucking sexy in a cowboy hat." I wink at him and start to laugh. His smile comes back as he starts to talk.

"I do have a hat upstairs I could wear for you, Edward, but you'll need to be a very good boy if you want to see me in it."

Fuck me! That right there comes very close to my wank fantasy from last night. I cannot continue talking to him like this. Not if I don't want my cock rubbed raw from pushing against the zipper of my jeans all day. Maybe tomorrow I should just wear sweatpants.

I'm kind of relieved when I see Jasper's dad walk out the back door. I don't think I could keep this conversation going without tasting that dirty mouth of his.

"Hey Mr. Cullen! Thanks again for letting me work for you." I look past Jasper at his dad. He takes a step back from me and even though I understand, I hate it.

"Don't thank me just yet! You may be pretty sore tonight!" Mr. Cullen waves as he heads around the other side of the house.

I can't help but look at Jasper out of the corner of my eye. He's looking down at his feet and his face is red and he looks embarrassed. I bet he's thinking of a way to make me sore that his dad hadn't thought about.

He looks over at me and I just smile and raise an eyebrow. I know he's not going to be ready to cause me any soreness just yet, but the thought of it is so fucking hot.

Jasper gives me his sexy as hell smirk and says, "Come on, Edward. Let me show you around the barn. Then I'll take you up to the hayloft."

My knees feel weak, but I can't look away. Jasper licks his lips and then turns and starts walking ahead of me toward the barn.

Damn, I'd follow that ass anywhere.

Are they going to make it into the barn tomorrow? Might we get to see some actual "hard labor"? I was laughing today when I thought about the fact that after 24 chapters neither of them has done a bit of labor. LOL I need to put these boys to work!

I'm sure the rec on the E/J slash C2 brought in a ton more readers to this story, and I can't thank OnTheTurningWay enough for that. I love to hear all your thoughts on what's going on with these two. KM525 and featherme were cracking me up today with their reviews. :)

See you tomorrow!