I don't own Twilight. Wow, I think I had a Robgasm from all the interviews today. He was so cute in them, especially Kimmel. Just the tip! lol I don't think I'll ever tire of hearing him talk about having sex even if it's just movie sex.

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!

Reviewer of the day goes to….. featherme who said, "Rosalie is a bitch, but she's a smart bitch. She is definitely the kind who will use their secret against them somehow when she figures it out." This is very true. We DO NOT want her to find out their secret!

Chapter 30 - Pressure

J-

Thank God, we keep a clean roll of paper towels out here in the shed. I know I could just go up to my room and get a new pair of jeans, but that wouldn't seem fair to Edward. If he was going to have sticky pants for the rest of the day, then so was I.

It was kind of my fault we're in this situation in the first place. What the hell do two horny guys do when they can't control themselves? Why does there have to be all this trouble with clean up? I guess I know the solution to the mess problem, but that would involve swallowing, and I don't know if I'm ready for that yet.

Thinking back now on the feel of him through his jeans, it really makes me want to get a good look at him next time. Maybe I could at least get my hand down his pants. Wonder if he'd let me do that. For some reason, I just want to see and feel all of him. Maybe if things work out with him coming over Friday night, I could try and talk him into that.

Damn, I better stop this thinking or I'm going to need more paper towels.

I'm cleaned up the best I can be. I came a lot, but it's not making things too uncomfortable. I think I'll survive the rest of the day, that is, if Edward can stop being irresistible and making me want to attack him.

I've never felt pure pleasure like that before. My hand will never be enough from now on. I'm going to need Edward.

He's sure been in there a while. I hope he didn't make a big enough mess that he's embarrassed.

Walking up to the house, I look out to the field dad is working in with the guys. I can't tell if Jakes out there, but he sure as hell better be. It was probably really stupid for us to do that downstairs in the barn with the threat of him lurking around. I'll need to be more careful with my boy from now on. If Jake happened to see how fucking hot Edward looked coming undone underneath me, he'd never stop trying to get him. That is just not acceptable.

I get in the house and walk down the hallway. I hear voices coming from the laundry room.

Damn it! I didn't think mom would still be downstairs, or I wouldn't have sent Edward inside to get cleaned up. I hope he's okay and not panicking.

"What do you say? You want to hang out this weekend? I can sneak out anytime I want to."

Oh fuck. It's worse than I thought. My spoiled bitch of a sister has him cornered in there, and from the sound of it, trying to hit on him. No fucking way I'm going to let that happen.

"Rose, what the hell are doing?"

I walk in the room and notice that Edward looks very happy to see me. I hate that she's making him feel uncomfortable by hitting on him.

I hate to say this, but she's a fucking whore. It's true she's my sister, but she's still a whore. She's had almost every guy that's ever worked here, married or not. It makes me sick to think about it.

"Not a thing, dear brother. I was just introducing myself to our new worker. You know how I like to keep up with all the new hires."

Yeah, like I said, she's a whore, and the way she has her arm wrapped around Edward's is pissing me the fuck off. She had better not even think about trying to claim him as another one of her conquests.

I know Edward is only into guys and by "guys" I mean me, but that won't stop her. It will probably just make him more of a challenge for her.

"Yeah, Rose. I know exactly how you like to keep up with them."

She doesn't like me throwing that in her face in front of Edward. It's not like he isn't going to find out she's fucked half the county soon enough.

We banter back and forth for a while. I can tell Edward is trying to get away from her, but she's just moving closer every time he tries. I can't even believe we're related, let alone twins. When she calls him Eddie and asks him out this weekend, I almost want to say screw keeping it a secret and reach over and pull him into my arms and out of hers.

Seeing her bright pink nails on the skin of his arms is making me shake with anger. I need to calm down so I don't give away how much this is effecting me. Rosalie is the last person I would want to find out about us. She would make both of our lives hell for our senior year. Edward doesn't deserve that.

"Actually Rosalie, Jasper asked me to spend the night on Friday and hang out. He was going to show me around town. Thanks anyway."

Edward is so fucking amazing. He knows we have to play this cool, and he's already one step ahead of me. Damn, I want to kiss him right now.

"Oh, a sleep over? Am I invited?" She squeals out in her annoying fake voice. It grates on my last nerve.

I need to get Edward out of here before I do something I'll regret.

"No, boys only, Rose. Sorry. I want to introduce Edward to the guys so he'll have some friends when school starts."

I was proud of myself. That sounded believable even if it is a total lie. I plan on keeping Edward very busy in my bedroom all night.

"Well, you'll be back here to sleep, right? I'm sure I'll see you around then. I'll have to remember to wear my cutest jammies for you."

She winks at Edward, and I want really bad to blurt out that she had a nose job last year, but I stop myself.

Edward finally gets himself away from her clutches while she's distracted and walks over to stand beside me.

It's where he belongs.

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E-

Well, it doesn't look like the beautiful twins get along very well. It would be kind of amusing if I didn't think Rosalie could be very dangerous for us. I know we need to be very careful around her.

Having never had any siblings, it's very interesting to watch the two of them together. It's amazing how different they are. Jasper is hard working, kind, and sweet where Rosalie seems to be a typical spoiled brat. She looks like she's used to getting her way around here. Please, don't let her want to have her way with me.

She's going to be very disappointed if she does.

I totally ignore her "jammies" comment and try and get us out of there.

"Okay, well it was nice meeting you. We better get back to work before you dad yells at us."

"Oh, don't worry about daddy. If I tell him I was talking to you, he won't say anything, will he Jazzy?"

Jazzy?

"Shut up, Rose."

I can tell that little nickname pissed Jasper off even more than he already was, if that were even possible.

"Don't be such a douche bag. I was just teasing. See you on Friday, Edward."

She saunters out the laundry room door swaying her hips for all she's worth. It's almost scary how that does absolutely nothing for me.

Now her brother standing there with he fists clenched and breathing heavy? Yeah, that does something to me for sure.

"Come on, Jazzy. Let's get back to work."

I hear him growl behind me as I rush out the door. I'm giggling all the way across the driveway to the barn listening to him cuss under his breath.

When we get inside he's all business. Guess he doesn't want to talk about his little nickname. That's fine. I can tease him with it until he tells me about it.

"We need to finish moving these bales. Someone knocked over a couple of them earlier." His smirk is back, and I'm glad he isn't too upset about his sister.

I know I just need to give him time to think through things before he'll be ready to talk to me about it. It doesn't take as long as I thought it would. 30 minutes into stacking, he starts talking.

"Mom and dad tried to have kids for a long time. They had several miscarriages, and after years of it tearing them apart, they decided they just weren't meant to be parents. When they finally gave up all hope, mom got pregnant with us. We were her miracles."

I hated to hear about Esme and Carlisle's struggles. It would have truly been a shame if those two would have never had children to give their love and kindness to.

"From day one, Rose was spoiled beyond belief. They weren't doing it to turn her into what you just witnessed back there. They were just so damn happy to have us, they never wanted us to struggle or need for something they couldn't give us. I don't know if it was because I started helping dad out or what, but I never really allowed myself to become what Rosalie is. She's so used to getting everything she wants, she won't take no for an answer. You have no idea how many lives she's ruined on this farm. Guys fall under her spell and their wives or girlfriends hear about it. It just makes me sick. And to think she is trying to get you….."

I cut him off before he can even let his thoughts go down that road.

"Hey, you know you have nothing to worry about, right? I would never betray you for anyone. Ever. Jasper, please tell me you know that."

"I do, Edward. It just scares me that she isn't going to leave you alone. Once she sets her sights on a guy, she doesn't back down."

"Well, she better get used to the idea of not having me, because I belong to you."

Oh fuck, I love when he gets that look in his eyes. Forceful Jasper is back, and I have to say I missed him. I think I'm going to get something sexy out of him, but he surprises me.

"I belong to you too, Edward. You know that don't you?"

Must…. not….. kiss.… lips…..

I have to force myself to stay where I am. I slowly lift my shirt over my head and wipe the sweat off my forehead with it. Jasper is staring at me hard and licking his lips. His eyes are everywhere on me at once.

"I know you do, baby. It's this fuck hot body I have, isn't it?"

I can't help but bust out laughing. I don't see why he likes my skinny pale ass, but I won't deny him the privilege of looking anymore.

He looks so conflicted. It's like he's trying to decide if he wants to touch me or if he wants to laugh with me. He doesn't get a chance to do either, because a voice cuts through the barn behind us.

"Damn, would you look at that. I sure picked the right time to come to the barn for a visit."

Well, now you know a little more about Rosalie. It's not her fault she's spoiled, but it is her fault she's a whore! haha Who do you think the voice belongs to? :)

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See you tomorrow!