A/N Thank you to all the reviewers especially the guest's as I can't thank you personally. Also to those who have put the story on alerts and Favorites. This story is rated M for a reason. If beautiful, luscious male on male love making is not your thing I suggest you click the little x on the top of the page.

I hope you enjoy this chapter. If you have any questions please just ask. I don't profess to know anything about the modeling world or photography but going on my own imagination. As you know I do not own any of the characters I just play with them. (In my dreams).

I plan on updating twice a week just so you know. But not on any specific day. Please I would love to hear your thoughts and reviews would be greatly loved :D

Chapter 4

Excusing himself, Jacob went to the bathroom to freshen up. He would have to come clean to Rose meaning he could be put on the next plane home, the last thing he wanted. He had slipped out one night with one single backpack and his airplane tickets which Rose had paid for. He had seen her ad on the internet looking for models and out of all the hundreds that were on, her's was the only one not asking for money to get the portfolio done. He sent her a couple of photos that he had managed to convince his friend Embry to take. They were of him in his swimming trunks. She responded the following morning asking him to send her a head shot. He took one with his phone straight away. Lucky for him, he had no bruising on his face. His father had been pretty good at hiding his beatings of his son. Billy's legs may not have worked but, his arms were damn strong. Ever since Sarah Black was killed in a car accident, Billy took his anger out on Jacob. The boy hadn't done anything wrong, he was just there. As Jacob grew bigger, Billy seemed to get rougher knowing his son would never retaliate. He loved his father and tried everything to please him but, nothing was enough. After one really bad beating, he decided that if he didn't leave, he would be dead within months.

Throwing water over his face, he looked in the mirror seeing his cousin leaning on the door frame with his arms folded. "What's going on, Jake?" he sighed. Jacob shook his head.

"Usual shit, you know how it is," he picked up a towel and dried his face.

Seth was right in his face when he took the towel away. "You should have called me, Jake. You are in New York, were you ever intending to call me?" Seth asked hurt Jacob hadn't contacted him in over a year. They had been close, almost like brothers until it came out that Seth was gay. Jacob didn't care, Seth was still Seth. It was the rest of the tribe, including his family.

"Billy deleted your number and email address. I wasn't allowed to contact you anymore, Seth. I was going to look up Jasper's firm as soon as I got the chance. I couldn't find your number in the book," he said.

"Okay well, you're here now and I will see if you can come stay with me and Jasper. I have seen those hovels they put young models in," he shivered. Normally, they were eight to a room and even though Esme was a chaperone to the minors they, were still vulnerable to the drugs from the older models.

"Seth, I'm fine. I won't intrude on you and Jasper but, thanks anyway," he smiled.

"Don't argue with me, Jacob. You may be bigger than me but, I can still whip your ass," he chuckled. Both knew there was not a hope in hell that he could. "Come on, I'm hungry," giving his cousin's arm a gentle squeeze before they joined the others.

Jasper handed him a beer and a plate with pizza. Thanking him, he sat down placing his food on the coffee table and bringing his beer to his lips. It was then he spotted Edward looking over the cityscape. Edward seemed distance as though he wasn't in the same room as them. Jacob sighed, the last thing he wanted to do was show the photographer his weak side, the one that screamed he was still a kid. For some reason he wanted the photographer to like him. He missed his best friend Embry who was an outcast of the tribe. Seth and Jacob were the only ones to befriend him. Jacob worried about his friend but, he insisted that Jacob go, he would be fine. No matter how hard Jacob begged, he refused to leave his mother. It was Embry that had told him his father had found out he was in New Yok. All he could do was pray he didn't find out where he was and who he worked for. Edward turned around with a beer in his hand. He raised his glass to Jacob and motioned to him. Grabbing another slice of pizza, Jacob went to join him conscious of not dropping crumbs on the white carpet.

"Look," he said pointing to the apartment across from his. Jacob followed his hand but, it took him a few minutes to see what Edward was pointing at.

"Ewe, that is sick man," he said not able to take his eyes off an old guy walking around naked, his body wrinkly.

"That is why you have tinted windows," Edward chuckled.

"Why, so you can walk around butt naked?" the model laughed.

"Don't you walk around naked?" Edward asked with a straight face. Jacob looked at him not believing he had just heard Edward say that.

"God, you're so gullible," Seth chuckled behind them handing Edward a plate of pizza. "Look, we are going to hit the clubs later but, need to go change. We will drop you off. And before you ask, no you can't come. You have to have ID," Seth could read his cousin like a book. Jacob pouted, he hated being underage. Who the hell cared? He looked old enough. "You coming, Ed? We are going to Therapy and probably to Splash before it closes down," he sighed.

"I'll give it a miss but, have one on me," he lifted his beer and toasted the air. "I can take Jake back to the apartment. I've only had one beer," he said not wanting the boy to go just yet.

"You sure? Cos we don't mind. It's early so, we have plenty of time," Jasper said from the kitchen door with more pizza on his plate.

"I want to go," Jacob pouted still. He wanted to experience what he could before he was sent home although, he would just run away again.

"You're lucky I'm letting you drink beer, Jake. If you get caught," Seth sighed. "Look, come stay with us. Edward said you were staying with us so, Esme won't be expecting you until tomorrow."

"He can stay here. I was planning on going out and capturing some night life anyway. He can hold my camera bag," Edward said mentally patting himself on the back for thinking of it. "Promise, no going into bars," he chuckled looking at Seth's face which held a frown.

"Fine but, be on your head if he is not back in one piece tomorrow," Seth looked at his cousin who was smiling. "I mean it, Jake. I will put you on the next plane myself. Now give me a hug and call me tomorrow, okay?" Jacob picked up his cousin and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks Seth," he said putting him down and sitting down next to Jasper who was flicking through the channels. Seth looked at Edward.

"You sure, Ed? I thought you wanted an early night. Is the spare room made up, can I go do it now," he asked without taking a breath.

"He's seventeen. I think I can handle him, Seth. If you remember, I knew another seventeen year old who thought he was all grown up not so long ago," he smiled at his friend. Through contacts Jasper had managed to get fake ID for Seth so they could go clubbing. Seth poked out his tongue. "See, so grown up now," Edward chuckled lightly sitting down relaxing after a beer. Maybe they should walk the city tonight. They would keep to the safe side of town. He had wanted to go to central park but, maybe another night. Jacob could people watch with him. It was always amusing to Edward, he loved to people watch and made a game of it, trying to think what they were thinking. Sometimes he wished he could read minds.

"Can I have another beer?" Jacob asked leaning over asking Edward so that Seth couldn't hear.

"Sure, grab me one while you're at it," he winked.

"Wow, such a great host," Jacob chuckled getting up and stretching showing his midriff. "Jasper, Seth, do you want another?" waving his bottle at them. Both men nodded handing him their empties. "Okay, I should get paid for this. Shall I do the dishes while I'm at it," he grumbled making the men laugh. Edward squirmed in his chair trying to get comfortable. Just a simple peep at the native's firm ripped stomach and he was horny as hell. It was going to be a long night with having him in the bedroom down the hall. He looked at his hand, it was up to Mr Palmer and his five lovely sons again tonight.

"Edward, you're spending Christmas with me and Seth in Italy this year," Jasper said suddenly.

"I've got plans with my mother, Jaz, just like every year," Edward said taking his beer from Jacob with a wink and nod of thanks.

"Shit, you would turn down Italy to spend it with your mama. You must really love her, I would do anything to go to Italy. Hell, the whole of Europe," Jacob said sitting down and sculling half the bottle.

"It's work," Seth sighed. He was hoping to stay in New York. He wanted to have a real tree and egg nog snuggled on the couch with his lover and kissing under the mistletoe.

"Is that what you were going to ask me this morning but, were too busy getting head?" Edward chuckled. He wasn't going to complain. He loved Italy and no doubt they would get a few weeks off afterwards where he could bring his mother over to see the sights.

"Oh my god, that is way too much information," Jacob said getting up and going to the window. He loved Seth, accepted he was gay, and had a lover but, actually hearing about it was not something he really wanted. Seth sighed and went to talk to his cousin giving Edward a glare as he walked past. Jacob was coming into the world of modelling. He would hear worse than someone giving someone head. Hell, he will probably see it and the boys were going to love him and beat down his door.

A few hours later, all the men were getting ready to head out. Seth repeatedly laid the law down to both Edward and Jacob, only finishing when they got to the foyer as they went their separate ways. Edward only had one camera on him so Jacob wouldn't be doing much but hoped he didn't bore the model to death. He decided to do what he had done with his mother when she first came to visit. He hadn't done it in years and remembered the night fondly. Walking a few blocks, they came to a double-decker bus. Edward told Jacob to wait in line while he went and purchased the tickets, coming back just in time as Jacob was next to get on. Handing over the tickets they went up to the open top-level. The air was fresh so most people opted to stay on the lower deck. Thankfully, Jacob had brought his jacket and a warm hat.

"This is fucking awesome," Jacob said as the tour guide started talking about what they would be seeing on their tour. "You know we have flashing lights in La-Push? Yep, its says 'Open and ale'," he chuckled. Edward shook his head as they pulled out their first stop, Time Square.

"I have to tell Embry about this," he said whipping out his phone and snapping a few photos Edward sighed.

"Why don't we send him some from my camera, he has email right?" the photographer asked.

"He lives in La-Push not Timbuktu," Jacob boomed out a hearty laugh. However, he was like a kid in a candy store wanting to go touch everything and begging Edward to take him to see the sights during the day. Edward would give him as much time as he had although, his time was short and by time they came back from Brazil, Jacob would probably have forgotten his request. Jacob would point to things asking him to take photos so he could show Embry.

Chinatown was next and that was where they would visit in the morning before Seth picked him up to take him back in one piece to Esme. At one stage, Edward had to grab Jacob's jacket before he fell off so busy leaning over the side to see the action below. And so the tour went on. Both men climbed off the bus their faces rosy red from the cold air. Making their way to a coffee shop, they order large to-go coffees and walked back to Edward's apartment talking about the sights they had seen. By time they were home, they gladly fall on the couch enjoying the warmth. It was nights like that that Edward missed; the open fires, the sight, and sound but, mostly the burning of wood.

"Where's the best place you have ever visited?" Jacob asked while they waited for the photos to upload so they could pick some to send Embry.

"Wow, um, there are some amazing countries to visit. I don't think I could pick just one," Edward admitted. "They all have their own uniqueness about them. Take Australia for instance, the ocean beaches are spectacular if you can find a place without the crowds. The you can go to the desert where the ground is red. Of course, the famous Uluru rock. I would love to climb it but, out of respect for the indigenous people, I won't even if some still do," he smiled. "Then you have Africa, the wildlife is amazing but sadly, not as much around. But I love to see them in their natural habitat. Of course, nothing beats Egypt. If you ever get the chance go, I promise you, until you see a pyramid up close and personal, you don't appreciate how big they are. One day, I might even bore you with my photos," Edward chuckled.

"I'd rather see them for myself," Jacob admitted. They spent the next hour getting the photos Jacob wanted to send Embry. Asking if he could skype his friend, Edward excused himself to go shower giving him privacy. Twenty minutes later he wandered out and heard Jacob's deep rich baritone voice. He turned around after seeing Embry trying to look around his shoulder. He saw Edward, his hair in disarray. "Edward, come meet Embry," he waved him over. Edward tried to flatten his hair. He was intending to get a drink before calling it a night.

What did La-Push have in their water? This boy was just as handsome as the other two. "Hello," was all Edward could think of to say. Embry waved back just as curious of Edward and seemingly very shy. "Jacob, you can take the spare room. I'm off to bed. I need to do some work first thing," after saying goodnight to both boys he went and got his drink. He looked over the cityscape and sighed, it was so peaceful up so high. Grabbing a bottle, he headed to bed. Jacob was just shutting down the computer having said goodnight himself to his friend. "Do you need anything? Your bathroom is stocked with toiletries but, I don't think I have anything big enough for you to sleep in," he admitted.

"I sleep naked so, all good," Jacob winked. Edward gave an internal groan. Images of a very naked Jacob laying on his bed; naked, on his stomach, his strong back relaxed, his arms above his head, the sheet low showing just a peep of his butt crack. "Goodnight then," Jacob said.

"Yeah goodnight, Jake," Edward said watching the native boy head down his hall wishing he would keep going past the spare bedroom door to his room. Once he had closed the door behind him, Edward adjusted his cock once again and headed to his own room. Stripping to his boxers, he slipped into bed. The only sound was the ticking of the clock he'd bought when he first left home. His mother had a old grandfather clock which chimed every fifteen minutes. It wasn't the chiming he had missed but rather, the ticking. It took him months to figure out why he couldn't sleep. His mother was the one who suggested getting a ticking clock because she couldn't sleep unless she had one she could hear.

Down the hall, Jacob was laying on the bed with just a sheet covering his lower half. Embry told him how a letter had arrived for him from the agency with a contract for Billy to sign. Having given Rose Embry's address, it was sent there rather than his own home address. Embry wasn't home when the mail arrived. His mother saw it addressed to Billy and when Embry got home she told him to take it over. Thinking he had gotten away with it, Embry pretended to take it over only for his mother to call Billy to explain she had received mail from New York. Embry quickly typed up some bullshit and placed in the envelope before scribbling the name and address on the outside. But, it was too late about Billy knowing it was from New York, guessing it had something to do with his son. Embry had been given the third degree but said he didn't know where Jacob was, just knew he was in New York. As soon as he had enough money, Jacob was going to send it to Embry to get him and his mother away from there, maybe going back to her own tribe. Surely after all these years they would allow her back.

Deciding sleep was not going to happen, Jacob got up and padded barefoot to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He went and flicked on the tv scanning through the channels. He was surprised to see that Edward had porn channels. Picking one where there was girl on girl action, he slipped his hand into his boxers and started rubbing his cock, after checking that Edward would not come out. The moans of the women making his cock stir he took a sip of water and laid back his feet resting on the edge of the coffee table. He looked at the television and decided he wasn't particularly fussed on them. He grabbed the remote and flipped through more channels watching for a few minutes before moving on. He had no idea there were so many porn channels and he was not about to complain. His large hand wrapped around his cock softening as nothing was enticing him. Sighing, he turned the tv off making sure he had it on the sports station he found it on. He doubted Edward would appreciate watching straight porn first thing in the morning.

Edward's computer was sitting on the table. Getting up, he tiptoed down the hall and put his ear against Edward's door. Not hearing a sound, he dashed back to the lounge and turned the computer on. He noticed that there was no password when he turned it on earlier. The internet was fast and no crap ads wanting him to buy something. He went to his usual sites but, gave up. Nothing was up when he came across Edwards favorite sites; the usual twitter, Facebook and YouTube. But then he saw a sight called Rockettube and he pushed the button. Coughing, he decided to choose a video. He picked one with a native, like himself and a white dude. The volume was turned up full having forgotten to turn it down after skyping with Embry earlier. Quickly slamming the screen down he picked up his bottle and waited to see if it had woken Edward up. After five minutes and no sign of Edward, he lifted the lid the video still running. Swallowing hard, he started it from the beginning.

At first, the men were just kissing and feeling each other up. He and Embry had fooled around once but, they ended up laughing at how weird it was. Both of them denying they were hard. Embry left soon afterwards saying he had forgotten to take out the trash. Jacob was alone and even though his friend might not have found it arousing, something stirred within Jacob. Licking his lips, he put his attention back to the screen his cock was slowly getting hard. Pouring a bit of the water onto his hand, he opened his boxers and took his hardening member in his hand and began stroking it making it completely and painfully hard, his eyes never leaving the screen. The native man had his mouth around the other mans penis, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked. The other man was telling him how fucking good it felt as his hand ran through his lover's hair. Wondering what it would taste like, Jacob ran his thumb over his weeping slit and pulled it out of his shorts. Tentatively, he poked out his tongue and gave a quick lick. Letting his lips taste it first, he decided to try a bigger lick. The hot fluid tasted salty and though not the best thing he had tasted, it was pleasant enough.

His throbbing cock twitched demanding attention as did the two men on the screen. Pushing his shorts down enough so his balls rested on the top, he began to stroke himself occasionally tasting his juices. His free hand went to his balls and rolled them between his fingers. By now the native man on the screen was getting a blowjob from his lover as well as being fingered in his hole. Jacob gave a groan watching the native's face. Even with the sound down low, he could still hear the men's moans and grunts. A few times he had teased his own puckered hole but, never delved into the tight ring of muscle. The scene suddenly cut to the native laying flat on his stomach his lover licking his hole. Jacob had seen enough and he closed the computer pulling his boxers over his throbbing cock and with his cock pointing the way, went back to his bedroom.

He could do one of two things. He hesitated no more than a few seconds. Peeling off his boxers he threw them on the bed and walked to the bathroom. He had used a new toothbrush to brush his teeth that he found in the drawer like Edward had told him. He had spotted some lube. Seeing it was already partly used, he wondered who had used it. Edward maybe? Was he a top or a bottom? Deciding it didn't really matter, he took another deep breath and wondered how he was going to do this. Going back into the bedroom with a towel under his arm, he laid it flat on the bed. His cock had slightly softened. He knelt on the edge of the bed and began tugging his cock making himself instantly hard. He ran his hand over his pert nipples giving them a bit of a tweak. One thing he loved was the cold days in La-Push making his nipples hard so he could play with them. They were super sensitive for some reason. He could shame some women with his hard nipples poking out of his t-shirt. Once again, he tasted himself this time not so hesitant, greedily his tongue swirled around his thumb. He was horny as hell and needed more. Laying down, he poured lube on his finger and put it against his puckered hole jumping slightly at the coldness. Happy it was well lubed, he pushed his knees up tilting his hips up before putting more lube on his finger. This time he warmed it up. He started stroking his cock with his right hand while his left hand snaked its way beneath his balls. Taking deep relaxing breaths, he pushed his finger slowly into his hole stopping, as even with the nail of his finger barely in it was slightly painful. Again he took a breath, exhaling at the same time and pushing his finger up to the knuckle, deciding it wasn't so bad until then. He couldn't believe how hot his insides were. Pulling his finger out, he looked at it to check it was still clean. He was going to give up but, something told him to keep trying. He poured a liberal amount on his fingers and without hesitating before he chicken out, he tilted his hips even more so his ass was easier to access.

Pushing his finger back in, this time fully into himself, he found it uncomfortable if nothing else. He went to pull his finger out, his cock softening when he brushed against something. Letting out a low moan, he pushed his finger back in and tried to find the spot again. "Holy shit," he groaned as he continued to brush his finger against it. His cock firming up as he thrust his hips up to get a better feel. There were no white lights or stars behind his eyes but, whatever he touched, it felt fucking amazing. Wanting more, he pushed in another lubricated finger. His head turned to the side and his cock forgotten as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of himself. He placed his arm over his face trying to muffle the moans that escaped him. He felt stretched, the burn becoming a dull ache but a pleasant one. His breathing became pants and he needed more. Grabbing hold of his cock, he stroked himself in time. He was not going to last much longer. A coiling of his insides told him he was about to cum. Pushing the third finger in he shot his load over his stomach, chest, and even managing to get to his chin. He laid there panting trying to catch his breath. Slowly, he removed his fingers feeling exposed with being so stretched. The hand on his cock continued to stroke until he was milked dry. Wiping his other hand on the towel, he laid it at his side while his other hand slid up his body collecting his seman. Having a generous amount, he placed his fingers in his mouth and greedily cleaned his hand. He should feel awkward but, he didn't. He loved the burn he felt around his puckered hole and the taste on his tongue. So relaxed, Jacob fell into a deep sleep.

THANKS FOR READING :D PLEASE REVIEW IT ONLY TAKES A MINUTE OF YOUR TIME.