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Chapter 5

When Jacob woke up, his upper body was crusty from his cum and it cracked when he went to sit up. Groaning, he couldn't believe his legs hurt and his ass even more. Rolling over, he felt something cold against his skin and quickly moved to see he had just rolled onto the still-open bottle of lube. "Shit," he whispered jumping up and seeing the mess he made on the sheets. Debating what to do, he quickly stripped the bed and saw it had soaked through the underlay onto the mattress. Standing there, chewing his nail (something he did when he was nervous he decided to make the bed and hope like hell it somehow dried before someone changed the bedding. Grabbing his clothes, he went have a shower turning it on on after he got in. The cold water woke him up instantly before turning to warm, then hot. Letting out a sigh, he stood under the spray and let the water run over his aching body. Last night was an experience and one he would not have the chance to do while he lived at the model's apartment since he had to share a room. Washing his ass, he decided he wouldn't do it for a while anyway as it was slightly tender. But, his cock didn't seem to mind and was game to have another go. Quickly jerking himself off, he proceeded to wash himself hissing when washing his crack.

Jacob found the place empty except a note on the fridge telling him to help himself to anything and not to go into the darkroom as that is where Edward was. Finding the eggs, he made himself breakfast. After a lonely breakfast, he wandered around the penthouse this time stopping longer to admire the art. He decided to go out for fresh air as he had no idea when anyone would be around. Guessing that Seth and Jasper had a late night, they wouldn't be there until later. He looked everywhere for his shoes. When he went to the guest room, thinking he must of kicked them under the bed, he saw the photo over the bed. "Enjoy the show last night Eddy?" he asked.

"What show?" the said person was standing, leaning on the door with arms crossed and a smile on his face. Jacob blushed and lowered his eyes before getting to his knees looking under the bed for his shoes, giving Edward a wonderful view of his bubble butt. "Have you lost something," he finally asked after wiping the drool from the side of his mouth.

"Um yeah, my shoes," Jacob said twisting up and sitting on the bed scratching his head trying to remember where he had taken them off.

"They might still be in my room," Edward said knowing perfectly well they were. He turned and walked out the young model on his heels. "So, what show," he asked Jacob teasingly, guessing what he had done and wondering who he was thinking about as he stroked his cock. Edward shook his head and opened his bedroom door. Jacob ran around him, skidding in his socks to his abandoned shoes. Deciding to give the boy a break, he asked if he slept well. While he was talking to Jacob he noticed the lube on the side table. He was pretty sure he would've enjoyed the show very much. "Let's go out, shall we? I don't have anything planned for the rest of the day," he smiled hoping Jacob would want to spend the day with him, knowing Seth and Jasper he wouldn't see them until later that night. He would have to take Jacob to see Rose first however.

"Seriously, you don't mind hanging with a small town hick like me," Jacob asked sitting on the side of the bed putting his shoes on.

Edward frowned, did he come across stuck up? One of his best friends was a small town hick, as he called himself. "I was hoping we could be friends, Jacob. I consider Seth one of my best friends," he sighed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it but, you look like a million dollars where me, these are my only label item," he said pointing to his shoes. Edward heart fell when Jacob told him he looked a million dollars. No one had ever given him such a compliment before.

"It doesn't matter what you wear, Jacob. Its what kind of person you are. Look, tell you what, I will go put more casual clothes on," Edward said opening the door to his walk in closet. He loved clothes. How could he not? Being around the fashion industry he became a firm follower even though he was on the more conservative side. He heard a gasp from behind him and Jacob walked in running his hands over the clothes. "You pick what I wear while I go have a quick shower," Edward said patting the young native's shoulder just so he could have the contact. Jacob turned, smiled, and nodded. After a quick toss and wash, Edward walked to the bedroom where jeans and a t-shirt laying on his bed. He had to give Jacob credit, he had picked his favorite t-shirt and the dark denim jeans with the straight-leg style. He also had his leather jacket for the cold to put over top.

He was just about to drop his towel when Jacob came out of the closet holding underwear and socks. "I'm impressed, no tighty whities," he chuckled handing Edward some shorts and socks along with sneakers. "I didn't know someone could own so many pairs of socks," he chuckled sitting on the bed right in front of Edward. The native didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave as he sat on the bed.

"When you travel like me you learn to have plenty of them. If you're going to lose anything, its underwear and socks," he said putting his t-shirt on.

Jacob gave him a thumbs up. The grandad collar t-shirt fit snug showing his defined chest and arms. Still with the towel around his waist, he slipped his shorts on. Jacob chuckled so Edward dropped the towel, he had no shame of his body either, but didn't want the boy to feel uncomfortable. Jacob raised an eyebrow before handing him his jeans. They talked about their day out, the promise of going to Chinatown top of the list. Edward picked up his comb only for Jacob to take it from him. Grabbing his arm, he dragged the photographer to the bathroom and opened and shut the drawers until he found what he was looking for. Rubbing the gel in his hands, he looked in the mirror and styled his hair to the spike that he wore the previous day. He then turned to Edward and ran his hand through his hair until he was satisfied with the style. Standing back, he smiled and let Edward see it for himself. He had to admit it looked kinda cool in a 'I've just been fucked' kinda way. "Now we can go," Jacob said after rinsing his hands.

"We better order a cab, we are going to be late," Edward said grabbing his watch from the bathroom counter. "Call down and they will hail one for us. I want to grab my camera," he grabbed his jacket as he went out. Jacob was leaning by the door with his jacket slung over his shoulder in what Edward would consider a perfect shot.

"Carlisle said one will be waiting when we get down," he said opening the door and waving Edward past. Just as he said, the cab was waiting and Carlisle was holding the door open just as they walked out both men quickly putting their jackets on. Edward allowed Jacob in first again admiring his ass. Turning to Carlisle he received a wink. Shaking his head, he pouted before getting in the car. Giving the address they went to the office of Rose Hale. Even though it was Sunday, the place was a hive of activity. Rose's assistant, Victoria ran past, her flaming hair out, and her face flushed.

"She in her office?" Edward asked the receptionist.

"I'll buzz you through," she said smiling at Edward. She was used to the beautiful models but, after working for Rose for years, she avoided them. Now Edward, she could go for. It was rumoured he was gay but, as yet to be confirmed. She ran her eye over Jacob and admitted he was cute but, way too young. "She said just to go up. She'll be with you shortly," she smiled. Thanking her they headed to the elevator and pressed for the top floor.

Walking straight to the office, Edward and Jacob were greeted by a flustered Esme who looked Jacob over, happy to see he was returned in one piece. "Where's Seth?" she asked.

"He had a family emergency," Jacob said smiling at her. There was no hesitation in his voice and it made Edward wonder how often Jacob had to lie to sound so convincing. "That's why Edward offered to bring me, so I wouldn't get lost."

Esme gave him a smile thanking Edward for taking care of him. Esme had no children of her own so, any new underage model became her child and she would mother them accordingly.

"You, in my office. NOW!" Rose clicked her finger at Jacob pointing to her office. "You can leave," she didn't even look at Edward. Both men had a bad feeling and rightly so.

"I'll wait for you downstairs," Edward whispered giving Jacob's arm a small squeeze. The native boy just nodded and walked in behind Rose.

Rose sat behind her desk, Jacob's passport and contract in front of her. "You take me for a fool, do you? If it wasn't for you being picked for Another Man you would be on the next plane home. But, you will not be returning to New York. Your contract is null and void the minute the shoot is finished," she said. Jacob's heart sank. Of course, it was all too good to be true. He took one look at Rose's face and decided not to even try and lie his way out of it. "Esme told me that Seth is your cousin. I suggest you go pack your bags and stay with him until you leave," she handed Jacob his passport and stood up making it clear the meeting was over.

Esme was waiting for him and gave him a sad look. She liked the young man he was the most polite she had in a very long time. "Would you like me to pack your belongings and get someone one to take them to Seth's?" she asked.

"I'll come get them now. I want to change anyway," he said. Esme nodded and gave the young boy a hug. She tried to get Rose to give him a chance and explain why he lied. He was a good kid, she knew he was and she was very rarely wrong. They went down to the foyer in silence. Edward was chatting to the receptionist when he saw Jacob and Esme walk out. He didn't have to ask what had happened. "I have to go home after Brazil," he said turning and leaning into Esme's shoulder trying to hide the tears that began to fall. Edward's heart sank as he patted Jacob's shoulder.

"Do you want me to go talk to her?" he asked the young man.

"She won't listen. I only persuaded her to let him go to Brazil because she doesn't need to pay for me. He is no longer her concern," Esme said sadly.

"So what, she has just kicked him out onto the street?" Edward growled he hated that woman and he would never let Jasper book him with her again.

"Can we just go?" Jacob asked pulling back wiping his tears away. The apartment was only a few blocks. Edward's phone rang and he saw it was Seth. He wondered if word had gotten to him already. Sure enough, it had and he asked to speak to his cousin. Passing his phone over Edward and Esme left him to it. A few models came out of their rooms and greeted Edward, having worked with him. He was a tough photographer but, he never let anyone look bad. Emmett walked in. He wasn't a resident but, he still came back to visit Esme and never missed visiting her every Sunday. He was a giant teddy bear who everyone loved. Asking what was going on Esme told him everything. Emmett shook his head the whole time. He felt for the kid, he heard about him from the others while on location. Everyone looked up when the bedroom door opened, Jacob carrying one single bag. Edward took his bag off him and was handed his phone.

"Thanks Esme, take care," he said kissing the women who had been the closest thing to a mother he had in a very long time.

"You have my number. Call me if you ever need anything, okay?" she gave him a big hug tears in her eyes. Jacob smiled at her and nodded. Once they had left the apartment, Jacob took his bag off Edward and held out his hand.

"Thanks for last night, Edward. I will see you next week, I guess."

"Jake, where you going? I'll come with you to Seth and Jasper's," Edward said confused.

"Look, I'm not going to scab off Seth. I can go to a hostel or something," he said.

Edward grabbed his arm and waved a taxi down. Jacob tried to pull out but, Edward was stronger. "Get in," he growled pushing Jacob into the cab. Giving the driver his address, they sat in silence; Jacob sulking while Edward was fuming. Did this boy have any idea what this city was like, how much it cost? When they pulled up to the apartment, Edward threw money at the driver telling him to keep the change. Grabbing Jacob's hand, he made sure he was not going to run off. Carlisle opened the door as Edward marched in with a pouting Jacob. "Send Seth straight up," he said not replying to Carlisle welcome. Once the doors to the elevator shut, he finally let Jacob's hand go dropping his bag at his feet. He pulled out his phone and texted Seth before putting it in his pocket. Jacob hadn't said a word his head bowed. When the doors opened, Edward stepped out and waited for Jacob to follow him. He hesitated so long, the doors went to close. Edward pushed the doors backed and went to grab Jacob's arm only for him to recoil, huddling to the far corner of the elevator.

"I'm not going to touch you, Jake. Come on," he sighed. The young man looked Edward straight in the eye as though trying to read him. He slowly bent down to pick up his back before walking out, keeping as far away from Edward as possible. Once in the house, Edward told Jacob to make himself comfortable and he would make them a drink. The photographer was surprised when Jacob went to the spare room where he stayed the night before.

Jacob sat in the middle of the bed with his arms wrapped around his knees. He couldn't go home, he could not allow his cousin getting involved. His father was an evil man, he was the one who had Seth banished from the tribe. He was locked into the family home until he had a place to go to. He told Jacob he would not have the blood of his tribe tarnished with such filth. The only grace he gave Seth was time to find a job otherwise, his cousin could now be on the streets, possibly selling his body. There was a knock on the door. He wiped his tears and in walked said person holding two steaming cups of coffee. He pushed the door shut with his foot and placed the coffee on the dresser table. Without saying a word he went and pulled his young cousin into his arms and let him sob on his shoulder. The coffee had gone cold by time Jacob had pulled himself together.

"You ready to talk now? I can guess what has been going on, Jake. But, why didn't you tell me? You used to tell me everything, what's changed?" Seth asked.

"What difference would it make if I told you, Seth? You can't do anything, you're banished from your home. I can look after myself. I'm fine, I just need to find somewhere to hide out. I won't bring you into this. You know what dad is like. He'll come after me and he'll come straight to you," Jacob sighed.

"I'd like to see them try," Seth growled.

"Seth, I won't put you through this shit again. You're my only family now and I can't lose you too," Jacob said sadly. He had a point, Billy had been known to send hit men in, so hateful is his heart.

"I won't take no for an answer. It is only a few days till we go to Brazil. When we get back, we'll sort out something more permanent," he smiled. "But, we need to get your face out there before Rose kills your chances of getting an agent. Come on, lets see what we can do," he held out his hand helping his young cousin up.

They join Edward and Jasper who are talking quietly with Jacob's photos spread out in front of them on the large dining table. "We've been thinking, we need your face out there and an agent. We have a slight problem though," Jasper said. Seth picked up a few photos not seeing any problem. "Rose owns these, we have to do another shoot."

"I can't afford one. I've seen how much they charge to do a portfolio," Jacob said throwing himself on the chair picking up a photo before tossing it across the table. "Thanks anyway, guys. I should just grow some balls and head home," he rested his chin on his arms.

"Excuse me but, what the fuck am I chopped liver?" Edward chuckled. Jacob shook his head.

"I can't afford you, Edward and I won't let you do it for free," Jacob said not wanting to be a charity case.

"Fine then, let Seth. He isn't a professional but, he is good," Edward said patting his friend on his back. Jacob sat up listening now. "I want to be there to help though and I am sure Jasper will let us use his studio," he said looking at Jasper who smiled.

"Right, lets go," Jacob said getting up. All three men shook their heads. "What, why not?" he whined.

"No offence Jake but, you look like shit," Jasper said. "I will make a few calls and get you some call overs and we'll go from there," he patted Jacob's back and pulled out his phone.

"Okay you, to bed now. We will wake you to eat," Seth said pushing Jacob toward the bedrooms. Jacob didn't argue, he was feeling the effects of the previous evening.

All three men got to work. Rose could kill his career before it even started. Edward helped Jasper call other modelling firms but, so far, it seemed like Jacob had been blacklisted and no one was interested in him. Not until he turned eighteen anyway. A few agreed to meet with him which was a start but, no promises. Jasper was having the same results and he too had them telling them to call when he turned eighteen. Seth called Emmett asking to raid his wardrobe for clothes. They didn't have time to take him shopping and Emmett was the closest in size. It was after two when they stopped for lunch. They had managed to get him six firms interested in seeing him now. Only because of Edward and Jasper's names otherwise, Jacob would never get his foot in the door. Even now it was going to be hard to convince them to put him on the books. Emmett said they could come over later and choose some clothes. Plus, he thought he might be able to help them.

Seth went to get Jacob for food but came out without him. "He looked too sweet, I couldn't wake him," he said smiling. Shaking his head Edward went to go wake him up. Quietly opening the door, sweet was not the word Edward would've used. He looked sexy as hell. Just like he had imagined he was and the real view was so much better. He walked to the bed and and gave Jacob's shoulder a light shake. Jacob groaned and turned himself over. Edward's breath hitched as the sheet had lowered even further. Jacob didn't lie, he did sleep naked. His black pubic hair teasing the photographer. Licking his lips, he fought himself not to pull the sheet back and see everything the native had to offer.

"Jake, time to wake," Edward said trying to keep his eyes on the young man's face.

"Five more minutes," he groaned rolling back over the sheet now totally showing all of his ass. Edward decided to leave the sleeping boy. "Edward?" Jacob's sleepy voice said just as the photographer got to the door. Turning around he saw Jacob was resting on his elbows the sheet pulled up covering his lower half.

"Time to eat," was all he could muster before walking out the room and closing the door behind him. Pausing, he took a deep breath. God, what he would do to lay beside him, to be in him, to own him, to hear him scream his name as he filled him with his hard throbbing cock. Edward headed to his room and went to the bathroom. He couldn't remember the last time he had to jerk himself off during the day by just looking at someone. Leaning on the door, he pulled his jeans down to his ankles and closed his eyes, only one sweet face in his mind.

His large hand ran through the long, soft, ink-black hair. Soft brown eyes looked at him half-hooded. So beautiful was his face not a blemish to be seen. His long eyelashes fluttered when Edward bent to kiss the boy's soft tender lips. His large hand ran down the firm body beneath him. Not an ounce of fat, so perfectly made and he was all his. No one would possess this boy, he was his and his alone. "Make love to me," Jacob sighed as he ran his hand though the photographer's hair. The man didn't need telling twice giving his lover his fingers to suck. Swirling them around in his mouth, his eyes never left the older man's. Once he was satisfied his fingers were wet enough, he pulled them out and moved back to allow his lover to spread his legs at the same time tilted his hips up.

"Want me to make you feel good, baby?" the photographer asked as he stuck two fingers into the tight teens hole making him wince. Cooing the boy, Edward slowly pulled his fingers out and pushed them in twisting his fingers slightly finding the boy's gland. Large hands gripped at the sheets as the boy groaned quietly. "So beautiful, baby," he smiled as his lover pushed his hips up to meet the older man's fingers. Scissoring the boys tight hole, he pushed another finger in. Wanting his lover to be able to take his thick long cock.

"Please," the teen begged as he tried to take his cock in his hand only for it to be slapped away by his older lover. Positioning himself over the young man he let his blunt head press against his puckered hole which was opened and awaiting his large cock. Sinking into the boy he gave a groan.

"So tight, baby. God, you're squeezing me like a vice grip," pulling his cock out and sinking it back in. Jacob's hands were clawing at the sheets at his side, his eyes screwed up tight, and his teeth clamped together trying to control the scream that was bubbling in his throat. "Open your eyes, baby. I want to see those sweet puppy eyes," the native opened his eyes as a single tear fell down his cheek. The photographer kissed the salty water as he ran his fingers through his lover's hair. "Why are you crying, did I hurt you?" concern in his voice.

"No, you could never hurt me. I'm so happy you want me. You make me feel so good," he sighed making the man smile.

"I only want to make you happy, baby," he whispered as he pulled slowly out before slamming back into the hot heat of the boy beneath him. No longer caring, Jacob screamed out the name he only used when they were in the privacy of their own home, the one that they only knew. It didn't take long for the young man to call his lover this name and wondered what others would say about it. But frankly, he didn't care. He deserved the name. The boy was after all, his little one. "Cum for me, baby. Call my name like only you can. Edward turned the boy over and began to fuck him so hard that he couldn't support himself on his arms.

"Ed you have a visitor," Seth called from the bedroom. Groaning Edward slowed down his masturbation and licked his lips trying to calm his breath.

"I won't be long," he called out trying to sound as normal as possible. His cock still hard closing his eyes he tried to bring back the image he had before he was interrupted. However the moment was gone. Sighing he tucked his cock back into his pants and went to wash his hands and tidy his hair. Whoever the visitor was better have a good reason to getting between him and a good daydream.

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