I don't own Twilight. Rob was just pure perfection last night. The hair, the suit, everything, was just to die for. Was Jackson wearing guyliner? Hmmm, I don't know, but I liked the red suit. :)

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…. Mistydeb who said, "Of course he should say YES, how can he expect a strip and mutual hand jobs if they are anything else... They are certainly more than friends with bens." lol I agree. We can't have stripping and hand jobs without boyfriend status. :) The rest of you agreed!

Chapter 35 - Hands

J-

Oh, fuck. He's not saying anything. I'm sitting here hard as a rock and wondering why I had to open my big mouth and ruin a fantastic hump session in my truck. I knew I should have waited until tonight when we were alone in my room, but I just couldn't help myself. I didn't want him meeting my friends with any doubt in his mind that I wanted to be with him. He was so nervous about going, I thought this might make things better. Obviously not.

I need to fix this. If he's not ready, then I'll be patient and wait until he is.

"Edward, hey, don't get upset. I'm sorry I just kind of threw that out there. I know it's fast and we haven't known each other that long. Let's just forget I said anything and have some fun tonight."

I'm trying to sound upbeat and happy even though I'm anything but. I understand he's not ready, but it still hurts a little.

"I'm not upset, Jasper. Did you really mean it?"

"Yeah, baby, I meant it. I want you. I want you to be mine. I don't want you to even think about being with anyone else but me. I just wanted you to know that I'm committed to you and only you. If you don't think you're ready for that yet, then I'll wait until you are."

"I'm ready. I want to be yours more than anything, Jasper. Yes, I'll be your boyfriend."

Joy like I've never known runs through me. I grab is face and pull those delicious lips back to mine. It's kind of hard to kiss when you're smiling, but we're giving it a good try.

We pick right back up where we left off before I rudely interrupted us with my boyfriend question. I wouldn't change a thing, though. I'm so fucking happy he said yes.

We aren't smiling so much anymore and our kisses are becoming deeper. His tongue is doing some amazing things in my mouth, and I know I'm moaning loudly. He's rocking his hips into me, and I can feel he's just as fucking hard as I am.

When I grab his ass and pull him closer, I know that neither one of us are going to last much longer.

"Edward?"

He doesn't stop grinding as his lips run up and down my jaw and neck. He gets to my ear and licks behind it. How the hell did I not know there was a spot back there directly tied to my dick? He's going to make me come so fucking hard sucking me there and breathing heavy into my neck. I can't take any more.

"Edward, I want to see my boyfriend's cock. Will you pull it out for me? Will you let me touch you?"

I don't know what the sound is he just made, but I know I want to hear him make it every day for the rest of my damn life.

He sits up and leans back against the truck's steering wheel. I hope I didn't push him too far.

I'm surprised as hell when he reaches down and pulls his shirt over his head. Beautiful pale skin is all I can see, and I know I'll never get enough of him. His body turns me on like no one else's.

I hate to do it, but I take my hands from his perfect ass and touch him all over his chest and stomach. I try to lean up and get my mouth on him, but he pushes me back into the seat. I watch his hands slowly skim over his body, stopping at his hard nipples to give them a pinch. They pebble even more, and my mouth waters at just the thought of licking them. Tasting them.

I watch as his hands continue to go lower down his body. His eyes never leave mine, as I follow their decent.

"Baby, did you want to see my cock? I really hope you're ready for me, Jasper, because I want to come while you watch me. Can you do that? Can you keep your hands to yourself while I fuck my hand?"

Holy shit!

Does my shy, insecure, boy have a dirty little mouth? It's like he was sent from heaven just for me. In a million years, there could never be anymore more perfect for me.

I know I'm not going to be able to stop myself from touching him if he really does pull his cock out. No way in hell I'm keeping my hands off that.

"No Gorgeous, I'm not going to be able keep my hands to myself. Pull that big cock out and let's see what happens."

I have a feeling I'm going to come instantly if he actually goes through with this. His hands don't seem to be stopping, and when I glance up at his face there is a look of such desire there.

Oh my God, is he really going to do it?

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E-

Oh my God, am I really going to do this?

I want to so fucking bad. I want him to see me, to touch me. I'm so close to coming just from looking at Jasper's face. I know he wants this. He looks like he wants to devour me, and that's so damn hot. I've never felt this wanted in my life.

I need to just stop worrying and go with my heart… and my dick. It really wants to come out and play with Jasper.

My hands are already at the button of my jeans so it doesn't take any effort to pop it open. I look up at Jasper, and his eyes are so wide. I don't think he thought I would actually do it, but he's really fucking wrong. I want his hands on my dick.

I keep pulling my jeans open and the zipper goes down fast. I start to lift up off him a bit so I can pull them down some more. Jasper grabs my hips and starts helping me tug.

I know the front seat of his truck isn't the best or most romantic place for this, but I have a feeling we're going to have to take what we can get while we're keeping this a secret.

Since I'm sitting on his legs, I can't get my jeans down far, but it's far enough for me to pull my boxer briefs out of the way. I look at his face as he watches me take my dick in hand and pull it out. He 's breathing so heavy, and he looks kind of stunned.

I think I'm flattered.

"Do you like what you see, baby? All week I've been working my cock over thinking about you. Thinking about your mouth. Thinking about your hot body. It never takes me long to come all over myself. Do you want to see that, Jasper? Do you want me to come for you?"

The whole time I'm talking, I'm stroking up and down my shaft. It feels so fucking good just having him here watching. He's not going to have to even touch me, and it will be the most intense orgasm in my life. I can feel it already building.

He opens his mouth to speak a couple of times, but nothing comes out. Finally, he gets his voice and damn it's the rough one. I don't want to come, but I know it's only a matter of seconds before I do.

"Yeah, baby. I want you to come, but I'm going to be the one to make you. That's my cock you're holding."

Yes, it sure as hell is.

It must like your voice, because it sure twitched from hearing it.

I watch as his hands move up my thighs and over my bunched up jeans and boxers. He looks a little bit nervous and a whole hell of a lot turned on. I close my eyes as I feel his hand move over my own and then finally move it out of the way.

"I want to touch you, Edward. Please say I can."

All I get out is a strangled, "Yes" before his hand is on me.

I know there will never be a better feeling that his warm hand wrapped around me. He's so tentative at first like he's afraid he's going to hurt me. I love him for it, but I want more.

I start moving my hips with each stroke of his hand. I can't stop the nonsense that's coming out of my mouth. I can hear myself saying things like, "So good." and "Don't' fucking stop.", but he don't seem to mind.

Suddenly his hand is gone, and I open my eyes and look down at him. He's quickly pulling his shirt off over his head, and I can't stop myself from grabbing my dick and stroking as I watch. He grabs my hand and pushes it away.

"Stop it. That's my job."

I remove my hand and put it behind me on the steering wheel, but he doesn't bring his back right away. I'm about to start pouting when he puts his hot hand right up to my face.

"Lick me, baby. Make me wet for your cock."

I smile as I grab his hand and lick his entire palm. I make sure to take each finger in my mouth as well. When I let his pinky go with a pop, he doesn't waste any time getting it back on my dick.

His wet hand moving mixed with juices leaking from me, is just too much. He's a lot more forceful now rubbing up and down hard and fast, and I can feel my orgasm coming.

I make the mistake of opening my eyes and looking down at his big hand moving on my dick. I look into his eyes and see the lust and love there.

"Jasper, I'm there, baby. I'm gonna come…"

Before I can get the warning all the way out, I'm coming hard all over his hand and stomach. The white lights behind my eyes are so intense I think I'm going to pass out.

I keep watching as he continues to pump everything out of me. Four long spurts of my come are decorating his hard stomach and chest, and I don't think I've ever seen anything more beautiful.

When I'm able to function again, I look at Jasper hoping this wasn't too much for him. He's still got his hand on my sensitive cock. It's starting to soften, but not much.

Looking up at me, he takes his hand off me and brings it slowly to his lips. Sweeping his tongue out, he licks some of my come off the back of his hand.

"You taste so good, baby. Next time, I don't want to miss a drop. I want all of it in my mouth."

I shudder from his words and lean down to kiss him. I can taste myself on his tongue. Me mixed with Jasper tastes so damn good.

"Baby, I think I want to make my boyfriend come now."

Jasper groans and I know he needs relief. I wonder how far he'll let me go.

*Runs and hides* Was it okay?

Thanks for all the reviews telling me to say YES to the boyfriend issue. Like there was ever any doubt that he would. :)

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