Jacob/Sam-It's About Power:Prelude/Part One-NC-17
Title: It's About Power
Pairing: jacob/sam
Rating: NC-17
Warnings Serious sex and consent issues
Summary: Jacob learns what Alpha means
It's About Power:Prelude
Life sucked.
As Jacob Black walked the long beach that nestled itself along the coast of his people's reservation that was the sum total of the hundred of thoughts that seemed to be rolling around his head. Life sucked. Period. He knelt down to grab a smooth stone that was half buried in the sand when his hair fell down into his face.
Half growling he pushed it back and away, hating everything about his life with a red hot burning that would not go away. Maybe he should cut it? Cut it all short and fashionable like Edward had it...maybe she'd notice him then. He could go...sell everything his family owned and he MIGHT be able to afford to have his hair cut like that pretentious jack ass. But even if he had the haircut he wouldn't have the clothes, the watch, the fucking car.
“AARRRGHHH!!” Jacob screamed out loud, the sound echoing off the cliff walls for several seconds later.
Life sucked.
As he collapsed into the sand Jacob felt worse than ever. Here he was, a red blooded American boy. He wasn't ugly, he was kind, he was always polite and he had never once disrespected Bella, but who did she see? Who did she still pine for?
Fucking Edward Cullen.
It was like he was invisible to her. Like he didn't even exist. He knew, he knew that if she just gave him a chance, just one...
“Hey Jake.” a voice called behind him.
Jacob spun in shock at the sound. Seth Clearwater, Leah's little brother stood there a few feet away, shuffling his feet. “Seth?” Jacob said “What are you doing out here?”
He shrugged and looked down “Bored. No one is...I mean.” and then in a low voice “I was looking for you.”
“Oh” Jacob said understanding perfectly.
The whole crew had vanished lately, all of them hanging out with Sam and Jared's gang of hoods all of a sudden. It was like they were completely different people the way they looked at you. Even Embry had stopped talking to him last week, and he had been of the same mind that Sam was bad news.
But that had been last week and this was now. And if things were hard on Jacob, he couldn't even imagine how empty the place seemed to Seth. I mean they ignored him when they were still hanging out...now? Now it looked like Seth might be Jacob's last friend.
“Well you found me.” the older boy said falling back into the sand with a sigh. It was days before Jacob's sixteenth birthday and somehow hanging out with a thirteen year old didn't seem the coolest thing he could do. “Congratulations”
“You ok?” Seth said coming over and sitting next to him. When Jacob looked at him with a raised eyebrow Seth stammered “You just...I mean...” and in that low voice “I heard you scream.”
Jacob closed his eyes and cursed himself “Yeah that...”
“I think they heard you scream all the way into town.” Seth mumbled.
“I have a lot on my mind ok?” he said a bit harsher than he meant.
Seth seemed to shrink back into himself “Sorry” he said. Again his head went down and looked away...he looked like a abused puppy.
Jacob let out a angry sigh “It's ok Seth...I'm just...” he thought about it for a moment. How to explain something as complicated as a love triangle with someone who didn't even acknowledge you to someone not even in high school yet? Finally he just said “...it's about a girl.”
Seth nodded quickly, as if to say he understood perfectly. But Jacob could see the blank look on Seth's face that told him he didn't understand a damn thing. He just didn't want t upset him. Smiling Jacob messed the smaller boys hair as he stood “But then you know all about that right? Little stud muffin like you?” Seth tried to swat Jacob's hand away but he was too slow. Jacob laughed and danced away a few steps “Oh yeah, with those eyes I bet there were girls all over you.” he teased.
“Jacob!” Seth called out, his cheeks dark with heat.
“Come on Seth!” he said poking at the kids sides “I bet you got a six pack under there and everything.” Seth called out with each poke, no doubt he was as tickling as every kid was. He was laughing as he circled around, trying to catch Jacob. “Seth Clearwater...lady killer!”
“Shut up Jacob!” he cried out between laughs. Jacob thought it was hilarious, any of the other guys would have been eating this up, agreeing and bragging that they were the shit and they could have any girl they wanted. But Seth was still on the verge of being a teen, where cartoons and card games were still cooler than girls. But give him a year or two and he bet he was going to be just as bad as they all were.
“With those cute little dimples” Jacob said pinching Seth's cheek in a blur “Gonna have girls all over you trying to steal a kiss!”
Seth actually slapped his own face trying to swat at Jacob's hand which caused Jake to pause and burst out laughing as the younger boy paused, wondering how he got hit. Jacob closed his eyes and held his sides as he lost it, that look of shock was too much.
And then Jacob felt something collide into him throwing him off balance. He went over sideways as Seth tackled him into the sand. Jacob still couldn't stop laughing as he saw the determined look on Seth's face as he moved on top of Jacob, his smaller hands beating ineffectively at Jacob's chest.
“It's not funny!” Seth said, his voice cracking from the octave.
That just caused Jacob to laugh even harder as Seth continued to “wail” on him. “It's not funny Jacob! Take it back! Take it back!!”
Jacob rolled over and grabbed Seth's wrists easily. He looked up at Seth's shocked look as the younger boy tried to pull his arms away. “Ok fine” Jacob said smiling “I take it back. You're ugly and no girl will ever touch you.”
Seth's eyes got wider and then he looked like he was snarling as he tried to break free with even more zeal. Jacob started laughing again as he held the smaller boy with relative ease, letting him tire himself out before letting go
“Which is it Seth? You want girls to like you or not?” Jacob asked in mock seriousness.
“Shut up Jacob! Just shut up!” he said again, his voice cracking from emotion.
Jacob stopped laughing.
“Seth what's wrong?” he said as he saw the tears falling from his eyes.
Seth tried to pull away but Jacob still held his arms in a steel grip, so all he could do was put his chin to his chest to hide his face. Jacob tried to move closer to make eye contact but Seth kept moving his face “Seth? What's wrong kiddo? Come on.”
Seth finally sighed and stopped struggling. He fell against Jacob's shirt as he began to bawl in earnest. Jacob slowly let his arms go and the younger boy moved closer, his arms slipping around Jacob's form. Jake sat there stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. Though he was stunned, his instinct wasn't to pull away. Instead he put his own arms around Seth's small form and held him close “Hey come on Seth” he said quietly “Don't cry kid.” he said feeling his racking form move against his own “He stroked the top of his mop top hair as he tried to comfort him “It's ok Seth, seriously What's wrong?” he said trying to get the boy to look at him “Seth?” he said putting a hand to his chin and pulling his face towards him “Seth? Look at me.”
Seth looked up, his eyes red with tears, as he held his breath just staring at Jake.
“What's wrong?” Jacob asked, afraid to break eye contact and have him bury himself in his chest again. “What did I say wrong? About girls liking you?”
Seth blinked, he bit his bottom lip as it trembled, but he said nothing.
“Seth, girls are going to love you.” he said brushing his hair out of his face “Honestly, you're a handsome kid.” he said with sincerity. Jacob had to admit, if he kept continuing like he was, in a few years he was going to be pretty cute. But like most teenage boys, he was as self conscious as anyone. He smiled as he wiped one of Seth's tears away “I mean it. Trust me, you get into high school...you'll have a girlfriend in no time flat.”
“I don't want a girlfriend.” Seth blurted out. His hands clasped over his mouth as if he had been possessed.
“Well not yet, but you will.” Jacob said soothingly.
“NO I won't.” Seth said a bit louder “I don't care if girls think I'm cute.”
Jacob paused “Trust me Seth, it may seem girls are icky and a waste of time. But one day you are going to wake up and they will be your world and you wil...”
Seth blurted out again “No it won't Jake. I don't care if girls like me or not. I know.”
Jacob stopped “How do you know that?”
Seth moved forward and pressed himself against Jacob as he hugged him tightly. Jacob automatically hugged him back...and felt the hardness press against him. A hardness that was way larger than anything he would have guessed Seth was packing at his age. Jacob pulled back and Seth's face was scarlet red. They stared at each other for a long moment and then Seth said quickly “I just know.”
And with that he jumped up and took off running.
Jacob sat on the beach for a long time wondering what that was all about...and why he was half hard himself.
It's About Power:Part One
Jacob was on fire.
It was as if his entire body had been doused in molten lava as he writhed on his bed. He didn't know what was happening to him but he was pretty sure he was dying. There were images racing through his mind, some familiar, some completely foreign. Flashes of his life, places he had been, people he knew. Billy, Bella, Sam...all of them flashing in front of his eyes as he was dying on his bed.
It was like he was being stretched out on a rack, his limbs being pulled apart by horses or something. Another flash of pain made Jacob shudder as he rolled into a fetal position., his arms wrapped themselves around his knees as he bit his bottom lip as hard as he could to stop from screaming. He could taste blood as the pain began to grow and grow.
His heart was pounding so loud he was sure it could be heard all the way to the cliffs. His eyes were clenched as tightly as possible as the images came again. He saw Leah and Jared and Sam again...and then he saw Edward...and his pain was only equaled by his fury. The pain became overwhelming as he began to black out.
His last thought was how much he hated Edward Cullen.
The morning light burned Jacob's eyes as he came to on his bedroom floor. Like a thousand daggers of light stabbing him he lurched forward to pull the curtains over the window. He found himself slamming into the wall as if pushed. He was stunned, leaning up against the wall trying to figure out just how he jumped halfway across his room in one leap. He pulled the curtains closed as he looked around his room...something was different.
It was...smaller? Farther away? It looked different somehow. His bed looked like an atom bomb had hit it, the sheets were torn off, his blankets on the floor. He was about to pick them up when he looked down.
He was nude.
He had gone to bed with a pair of faded boxers on, loose and comfortable his favorite pair. Now he was...was that him? He had always had a decent size dick, he had seen others in gym while changing. He was...normal...nothing too huge but not any smaller than the others. But now... it was soft but larger than he had been when hard. It was a man's cock now...and he was pretty sure it hadn't been there last night.
He moved over to the mirror on his wall and his mouth fell open. Where the fuck did all that come from? His body was...perfect. He was at least a few inches taller, his muscles stood out, each one completely defined. It wasn't like he was fat before, but his skin looked like it was paper thin now, stretched over every single muscle until it was ready to burst. His chest was stacked, hovering like two mounds below his neck...but that was nothing compared to his abs. He had always meant to do more sit ups, work on a six pack over the summer so when he got to school he would have something to show off. But...fuck. Every single line, every angle, there was another muscle just dying to pop out.
And then there was his cock.
It jutted out of his new body, looking impossibly huge even with his new height. He had tried trimming his pubes a few weeks back, Quil had heard that it made your dick stand even more. But now..damn it was huge with the small triangle of black hair just above it and his smooth balls hanging low...just looking at it was getting him hard.
“Jacob you ok?” his father called from outside the door.
Jacob jumped up and dashed to grab a pair of shorts “I'm ok dad!”
“You hungry?” he asked as Jacob pulled an old pair of camouflage shorts off the ground and began to slip them on.
“Starved!” Jacob said realizing he could eat a fucking goat. These shorts were always big on him barely made it past this thighs.
He heard a chuckle “Well hurry up before it's all gone.”
Jacob buttoned them closed...marveling at his new lines that cut down his hips that peeked out the top of the shorts. He could see the bulge tenting out from the front of his shorts...he looked fucking hot! He grinned as he ran out to the kitchen, the smell of Billy's breakfast making his mouth water.
About an hour later Jacob walked outside and stopped to take a deep breath. The whole world smelt differently all of a sudden. There were a thousand different scents all of a sudden, and every one of them vying for his attention.
“Jacob”
The voice made every single particle of his body come to attention out of nowhere. From the bottom of his feet to the tip of his head he was frozen in place for a brief moment and then instantly turned towards the voice. Sam Uley stood there flanked on either side by Paul, Quil and Embry, they were also shirtless flashing the same magnificent physique Jacob had seen in the mirror this morning. Sam...Sam was different to him. He walked towards Jacob slowly, without anger or intent yet Jacob felt himself automatically shrink away internally. By the time Sam was standing next to him Jacob was doing everything he could do to hold his legs steady and not have them shake like he was terrified. He couldn't look up as Sam gazed down at him...it was like he was completely terrified of him yet completely entranced.
“Look at me.” Sam said.
Jacob's head shot up in a blur. His eyes locked with Sam's, the entire world falling away around them. Jacob's whole body tingled, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. Not with Bella, not with that girl he kissed by the beach last year, never. Right here, standing next to Sam, Jacob knew on some instinctive level that he loved him completely and would do anything he said with no hesitation.
Sam flashed a smile, which made Jacob's heart skip a beat with the knowledge that somehow he had made him happy. “You look better Jake.” he said with an air of casualness that belied the fact Jacob had grown four inches up and six inches wide overnight. Yet all of those facts meant nothing next to the fact that Sam liked the way he looked. “Come have a walk with us.”
It was a simple statement, but to Jacob is was an overwhelming command.
He looked back at the house and saw Billy looking out at them talking and then closed the curtains. Looking back at Sam he said “Anything you want Sam.” Part of him was shocked at the eagerness in his voice but a larger part thought it was just the tone he should be taking.
Sam nodded and began walking back towards the pack. Jacob paused as step before following them into the woods. The word just came to him but it was the exact right one he knew. They weren't a group of guys or a collection of friends...they were a pack.
His pack.
And he was theirs.
They were in the middle of nowhere.
Normally if Jacob was this far into the woods with no idea where he was he would be a bit concerned, but for some reason he was with Sam and the pack, and that made it ok. He had no idea where they were going or of they were even waking, but they came to a clearing and Sam stopped. Jacob felt himself freeze in place, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the rest of them did the same thing. Sam sat on an old tree stump and looked at them.
“Jacob come here.” he said casually.
Jacob fought the urge to run over to him, instead forcing himself to take one slow step after another towards Sam. When he got there he felt the same urge to lower his head, to not make eye contact with him, to watch the ground until he said not to. He had no idea why he felt so strongly about it but he did. He stood there, waiting for Sam to...acknowledge him? Give him permission to look up? What was he waiting for? While he waited he noticed he had forgotten to put on shoes. He had walked through half of the forest without shoes on? What was going on?
“It's ok.” Sam said just above a whisper. The words still sent a thrill through Jacob's body, ending with the tip of his dick. That was it! That's what was going on. Every time Sam talked it was like he was turned on a little. Not consciously, like looking at a girl or something, this was more like the throb you felt when you were already hard and concentrated on it, the way it pulsed and jumped...it was like that but he wasn't hard. Every syllable that came out of Sam's mouth was making Jacob nuts like that and he had no idea why.
“Jacob?”
Sam looked up quickly to meet Sam's gaze.
“Things are changing.” he said smiling “You're changing.”
Jacob nodded while his cheeks blushed slightly.
“This is going to be confusing Jake.” just Sam using the shorter version of his name made his head spin for a moment. “There is a lot to cover and not a lot of words we can use to describe it.”
Jacob didn't understand a word Sam was saying...but he was enraptured by every word he said.
“It's easier...” Sam began and then paused. Sighing he stood up, Jacob resisted the urge to cower slightly away from him. “Oh screw it, this never gets easier.” he said more to himself.
Jacob looked confused, the frustration in Sam's voice made Jacob shake internally but he held his ground.
“Jacob” Sam said, this time his voice was commanding, louder. Jacob felt his whole body quake from the tone and slowly, completely against his will he felt his knees start to buckle as knelt slowly to the ground. Again his head was down, avoiding all eye contact with Sam until he gave permission.
Sam took a half step forward, his crotch moving right into Jacob's youthful face. Jacob could smell Sam, smell HIM like he had never smelt anything. It was a scent that was part savory meat and chocolate and...lust. The scent was pure lust. He hoped he wasn't being too obvious but he took deep lungfuls of the scent, filling his mind and body completely. He was mortified to feel his cock growing in his shorts against his will, he felt his face redden with shame...but he took another smell nonetheless.
Sam stood perfectly still, his crotch resting right next to Jacob's nose for several seconds. Finally in a sound that was barely above a growl he said “Unbutton them.”
Sam's face darted up in shock, seeing the steel in Sam's eyes he looked down quickly, his heart pounding like a bass drum. In the same low voice Sam said “Unbutton my shorts Jacob.”
Jacob wanted to ask why. He wanted to jump up to his feet and tell him to fuck off but that didn't happen. Instead he saw his hands slowly creep up towards Sam's waist. They shook as part of his mind rebelled against doing this...but no matter how hard he screamed in his mind there was part of him that wanted to do this. His fingers trembled as it pulled the button open of Sam's shorts...he noticed the same hard abs and dark pubes as he pulled the shorts open. Jacob shook as the scent came rushing from Sam, unbridled by the shorts. Jacob gasped as he felt his cock stiffen again from the smell, now he was pulling Sam's shorts open faster.
Sam's dick sprung out from the shorts instantly. There was a dull thud as it slapped wetly against his abs. Jacob stared at it, mouth half open in shock. He thought he had grown down there...but Sam was...god damn! There was a clear drop of precum glistening on the tip of it...swollen red and angry it had Jacob's full attention. He had never seen another guys junk up close for real. In the locker room sure, aborted glances, glimpses in the shower...but this close...this for real...it was...intoxicating. Jacob could feel his mouth watering against his will as he looked up at Sam.
Sam still had that smile that made Jacob catch his breath. Without a word, without a sound, he simply nodded and Jacob knew what he had to do.
Without a thought he leaned forward and his tongue came out to lick the drop away. His eyes closed as the taste absorbed into him, like the tip of a battery it was a shock that moved all over his body. The second his mind processed the taste he found himself slobbering over his knob like it was an ice cream cone. His own rigid tool throbbed with each lick he took, something about the small sounds that were coming from Sam's mouth was turning Jacob on like he was getting a blow job himself. Not that he had ever received one but he imagined it had to feel something like this.
Sam's dick filled Jacob's mouth completely, it was so thick that he thought he was going to choke on it. But no matter how much his mind rebelled against it, no mater how hard he screamed at himself that he was straight and this should be gross...the taste and smell that was permeating Jacob's senses was just overwhelming. The more he tasted it the more he wanted, he gagged more than once as he forced himself down harder and harder on it. He was working himself into a frenzy over it when Sam's hand touched the back of his head. In that same, calm and level voice he said “Slow down...take you time.”
The voice along with the taste and smell was almost too much for him. Jacob's body was shaking, he was on the verge of an orgasm and he hadn't even touched his cock yet. Sam's hand stayed on the top of Jake's head, resting there, playing with his hair. That simple motion was driving Jacob as crazy as the rod of flesh moving in and out of his mouth. If anyone had told him 24 hours before he would be on his knees sucking off Sam Uley while three others guys watched he would have taken a swing at them. But here he was, drooling over another guys knob like it was candy.
Jacob couldn't help but moan around Sam as the older boy leaked copious amounts of precum from Jacob's mouth. With each drop Jacob sucked harder, trying to eek out every single particle of nectar from Sam. Seconds before he was repulsed by the thought of doing this to a guy...but now he was...he was like a fucking cum slut or something. Again his mind rebelled against the action but his body would not stop moving down on Sam.
“He's getting it.” Jared said chucking from behind.
“Yeah he likes it, don't you Jake?” Quil said coming up from behind Jacob.
“Quite the little cocksucker.” Paul said in a harsh tone.
Sam's voice cut through all of them as he barked “Paul! Shut up!”
Even though he wasn't taking to him, Jacob' spine stiffened from the reprimand as if slapped across the face. Even though he couldn't see Paul behind him, Jacob knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Paul's face was down, not daring to make eye contact with Sam. Jacob had stopped, the abject fear from Sam's tone of voice had stopped him cold. Sam's hand went back to caressing Jacob's head “It's ok Jake...keep going.”
The cold relief that flowed through Jacob was insane, he had never been so grateful that someone wasn't upset with him...well ever. No one had ever filled him with so much shame than Sam had yelling at Paul. But at that one sentence he went back to slobbering over Sam's tool like he had been craving it for months now. Jacob glanced up and saw Sam's head back with his eyes closed...moaning quietly to himself. Jacob's cock strained against the cloth of his shorts as he saw the joy he was giving Sam. It was like...no it was stronger than if he was receiving the pleasure himself.
His hands moved to either side of Sam's hips, Jacob was stunned by the lean, firm muscle beneath the smooth skin. Jake had never thought much about a guys body save wanting a better looking one. Girls, girls, girls had always been his thing. Though not as crude and demanding as most boys he knew, but his desire to see naked women up close was not in any way diminished. But here, his mouth around Sam's thick cock, his hands on Sam's hips...he thought the older man was the epitome of perfection. Sam was everyone he wanted to be like...and now everything he desired. He could still visualize Bella in his mind...and feel real lust for it. But it was nothing compared to the sexual frenzy he felt towards Sam.
He wanted more of him, way more. He would do anything for him Jacob realized...anything at all. That fact scared him to death but it didn't stop him from rolling his tongue around Sam's leaking tip like it was dripping the most intoxicating elixir he had ever tasted. He was caught between two warring desires. One was the fact he was a heterosexual male and had no inclination to have sexual feelings towards another man. The other though was much more primal. It was more than a feeling, more than an impulse...it was an imperative. It was beyond want and straight into need. He needed to make Sam happy, he had to pleasure him in any way Sam wanted.
He could taste Sam getting closer...the precum was coming steady now and his hands were not clenched around Jacob's muscled shoulders. The pain of Sam's nails digging into him normally would have been cause for pain but even that brought pleasure. Jake realized he was almost whining under his breath wanting Sam to cum. His own cock was throbbing in his shorts, he ached to release it from the cloth but he couldn't bear not to touch Sam with both hands as much as possible. Sam began gasping, chanting Jacob under his breath, each recital of his name making Jake delirious from lust.
“Gonna cum Jake” Sam said through gritted teeth. Instead of pulling off Jacob began sucking harder, increasing the friction and movement around Sam's cock, milking each second of pleasure he could. Jacob felt his own hard dick pulse as well...he was about to cum! He hadn't touched his cock once but his balls were already tensing with the telltale tingling of an orgasm building. “Come on Jacob...almost there...” Sam panted. Jacob looked up at Sam in complete hero worship...there wasn't a thing in Jacob's life he could recall that invoked such strong emotion like looking at Sam seconds before exploding in his mouth,
Jacob came first.
His steel hard rod exploded, soaking his shorts completely losing his mind as he felt Sam's cock explode in his mouth. The two of them jerked in rapturous pleasure as their brains were flooded with pleasure like either one had ever known. Jacob swallowed as quickly as he could...the warm liquid tingled as it went down his throat...he could feel it warm his belly and move throughout his body. Jacob gasped as he pulled off Sam's rod, his body twitching and jerking against his will. He fell to the forest floor, more ripples of combating pleasure and pain racked Jacob from within. He screamed out loud...his voice cracking high...becoming almost a howl. He was startled to hear the other boys raise their head and howl in unison with him.
Why wasn't anyone doing anything to help him? Why were they just howling like mad men? Another pulse of energy shook his frame as his vision blurred for a moment...and the forest became a kaleidoscope of colors for a moment before everything went black.
And then everything changed.
Pairing: jacob/sam
Rating: NC-17
Warnings Serious sex and consent issues
Summary: Jacob learns what Alpha means
It's About Power:Prelude
Life sucked.
As Jacob Black walked the long beach that nestled itself along the coast of his people's reservation that was the sum total of the hundred of thoughts that seemed to be rolling around his head. Life sucked. Period. He knelt down to grab a smooth stone that was half buried in the sand when his hair fell down into his face.
Half growling he pushed it back and away, hating everything about his life with a red hot burning that would not go away. Maybe he should cut it? Cut it all short and fashionable like Edward had it...maybe she'd notice him then. He could go...sell everything his family owned and he MIGHT be able to afford to have his hair cut like that pretentious jack ass. But even if he had the haircut he wouldn't have the clothes, the watch, the fucking car.
“AARRRGHHH!!” Jacob screamed out loud, the sound echoing off the cliff walls for several seconds later.
Life sucked.
As he collapsed into the sand Jacob felt worse than ever. Here he was, a red blooded American boy. He wasn't ugly, he was kind, he was always polite and he had never once disrespected Bella, but who did she see? Who did she still pine for?
Fucking Edward Cullen.
It was like he was invisible to her. Like he didn't even exist. He knew, he knew that if she just gave him a chance, just one...
“Hey Jake.” a voice called behind him.
Jacob spun in shock at the sound. Seth Clearwater, Leah's little brother stood there a few feet away, shuffling his feet. “Seth?” Jacob said “What are you doing out here?”
He shrugged and looked down “Bored. No one is...I mean.” and then in a low voice “I was looking for you.”
“Oh” Jacob said understanding perfectly.
The whole crew had vanished lately, all of them hanging out with Sam and Jared's gang of hoods all of a sudden. It was like they were completely different people the way they looked at you. Even Embry had stopped talking to him last week, and he had been of the same mind that Sam was bad news.
But that had been last week and this was now. And if things were hard on Jacob, he couldn't even imagine how empty the place seemed to Seth. I mean they ignored him when they were still hanging out...now? Now it looked like Seth might be Jacob's last friend.
“Well you found me.” the older boy said falling back into the sand with a sigh. It was days before Jacob's sixteenth birthday and somehow hanging out with a thirteen year old didn't seem the coolest thing he could do. “Congratulations”
“You ok?” Seth said coming over and sitting next to him. When Jacob looked at him with a raised eyebrow Seth stammered “You just...I mean...” and in that low voice “I heard you scream.”
Jacob closed his eyes and cursed himself “Yeah that...”
“I think they heard you scream all the way into town.” Seth mumbled.
“I have a lot on my mind ok?” he said a bit harsher than he meant.
Seth seemed to shrink back into himself “Sorry” he said. Again his head went down and looked away...he looked like a abused puppy.
Jacob let out a angry sigh “It's ok Seth...I'm just...” he thought about it for a moment. How to explain something as complicated as a love triangle with someone who didn't even acknowledge you to someone not even in high school yet? Finally he just said “...it's about a girl.”
Seth nodded quickly, as if to say he understood perfectly. But Jacob could see the blank look on Seth's face that told him he didn't understand a damn thing. He just didn't want t upset him. Smiling Jacob messed the smaller boys hair as he stood “But then you know all about that right? Little stud muffin like you?” Seth tried to swat Jacob's hand away but he was too slow. Jacob laughed and danced away a few steps “Oh yeah, with those eyes I bet there were girls all over you.” he teased.
“Jacob!” Seth called out, his cheeks dark with heat.
“Come on Seth!” he said poking at the kids sides “I bet you got a six pack under there and everything.” Seth called out with each poke, no doubt he was as tickling as every kid was. He was laughing as he circled around, trying to catch Jacob. “Seth Clearwater...lady killer!”
“Shut up Jacob!” he cried out between laughs. Jacob thought it was hilarious, any of the other guys would have been eating this up, agreeing and bragging that they were the shit and they could have any girl they wanted. But Seth was still on the verge of being a teen, where cartoons and card games were still cooler than girls. But give him a year or two and he bet he was going to be just as bad as they all were.
“With those cute little dimples” Jacob said pinching Seth's cheek in a blur “Gonna have girls all over you trying to steal a kiss!”
Seth actually slapped his own face trying to swat at Jacob's hand which caused Jake to pause and burst out laughing as the younger boy paused, wondering how he got hit. Jacob closed his eyes and held his sides as he lost it, that look of shock was too much.
And then Jacob felt something collide into him throwing him off balance. He went over sideways as Seth tackled him into the sand. Jacob still couldn't stop laughing as he saw the determined look on Seth's face as he moved on top of Jacob, his smaller hands beating ineffectively at Jacob's chest.
“It's not funny!” Seth said, his voice cracking from the octave.
That just caused Jacob to laugh even harder as Seth continued to “wail” on him. “It's not funny Jacob! Take it back! Take it back!!”
Jacob rolled over and grabbed Seth's wrists easily. He looked up at Seth's shocked look as the younger boy tried to pull his arms away. “Ok fine” Jacob said smiling “I take it back. You're ugly and no girl will ever touch you.”
Seth's eyes got wider and then he looked like he was snarling as he tried to break free with even more zeal. Jacob started laughing again as he held the smaller boy with relative ease, letting him tire himself out before letting go
“Which is it Seth? You want girls to like you or not?” Jacob asked in mock seriousness.
“Shut up Jacob! Just shut up!” he said again, his voice cracking from emotion.
Jacob stopped laughing.
“Seth what's wrong?” he said as he saw the tears falling from his eyes.
Seth tried to pull away but Jacob still held his arms in a steel grip, so all he could do was put his chin to his chest to hide his face. Jacob tried to move closer to make eye contact but Seth kept moving his face “Seth? What's wrong kiddo? Come on.”
Seth finally sighed and stopped struggling. He fell against Jacob's shirt as he began to bawl in earnest. Jacob slowly let his arms go and the younger boy moved closer, his arms slipping around Jacob's form. Jake sat there stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. Though he was stunned, his instinct wasn't to pull away. Instead he put his own arms around Seth's small form and held him close “Hey come on Seth” he said quietly “Don't cry kid.” he said feeling his racking form move against his own “He stroked the top of his mop top hair as he tried to comfort him “It's ok Seth, seriously What's wrong?” he said trying to get the boy to look at him “Seth?” he said putting a hand to his chin and pulling his face towards him “Seth? Look at me.”
Seth looked up, his eyes red with tears, as he held his breath just staring at Jake.
“What's wrong?” Jacob asked, afraid to break eye contact and have him bury himself in his chest again. “What did I say wrong? About girls liking you?”
Seth blinked, he bit his bottom lip as it trembled, but he said nothing.
“Seth, girls are going to love you.” he said brushing his hair out of his face “Honestly, you're a handsome kid.” he said with sincerity. Jacob had to admit, if he kept continuing like he was, in a few years he was going to be pretty cute. But like most teenage boys, he was as self conscious as anyone. He smiled as he wiped one of Seth's tears away “I mean it. Trust me, you get into high school...you'll have a girlfriend in no time flat.”
“I don't want a girlfriend.” Seth blurted out. His hands clasped over his mouth as if he had been possessed.
“Well not yet, but you will.” Jacob said soothingly.
“NO I won't.” Seth said a bit louder “I don't care if girls think I'm cute.”
Jacob paused “Trust me Seth, it may seem girls are icky and a waste of time. But one day you are going to wake up and they will be your world and you wil...”
Seth blurted out again “No it won't Jake. I don't care if girls like me or not. I know.”
Jacob stopped “How do you know that?”
Seth moved forward and pressed himself against Jacob as he hugged him tightly. Jacob automatically hugged him back...and felt the hardness press against him. A hardness that was way larger than anything he would have guessed Seth was packing at his age. Jacob pulled back and Seth's face was scarlet red. They stared at each other for a long moment and then Seth said quickly “I just know.”
And with that he jumped up and took off running.
Jacob sat on the beach for a long time wondering what that was all about...and why he was half hard himself.
It's About Power:Part One
Jacob was on fire.
It was as if his entire body had been doused in molten lava as he writhed on his bed. He didn't know what was happening to him but he was pretty sure he was dying. There were images racing through his mind, some familiar, some completely foreign. Flashes of his life, places he had been, people he knew. Billy, Bella, Sam...all of them flashing in front of his eyes as he was dying on his bed.
It was like he was being stretched out on a rack, his limbs being pulled apart by horses or something. Another flash of pain made Jacob shudder as he rolled into a fetal position., his arms wrapped themselves around his knees as he bit his bottom lip as hard as he could to stop from screaming. He could taste blood as the pain began to grow and grow.
His heart was pounding so loud he was sure it could be heard all the way to the cliffs. His eyes were clenched as tightly as possible as the images came again. He saw Leah and Jared and Sam again...and then he saw Edward...and his pain was only equaled by his fury. The pain became overwhelming as he began to black out.
His last thought was how much he hated Edward Cullen.
The morning light burned Jacob's eyes as he came to on his bedroom floor. Like a thousand daggers of light stabbing him he lurched forward to pull the curtains over the window. He found himself slamming into the wall as if pushed. He was stunned, leaning up against the wall trying to figure out just how he jumped halfway across his room in one leap. He pulled the curtains closed as he looked around his room...something was different.
It was...smaller? Farther away? It looked different somehow. His bed looked like an atom bomb had hit it, the sheets were torn off, his blankets on the floor. He was about to pick them up when he looked down.
He was nude.
He had gone to bed with a pair of faded boxers on, loose and comfortable his favorite pair. Now he was...was that him? He had always had a decent size dick, he had seen others in gym while changing. He was...normal...nothing too huge but not any smaller than the others. But now... it was soft but larger than he had been when hard. It was a man's cock now...and he was pretty sure it hadn't been there last night.
He moved over to the mirror on his wall and his mouth fell open. Where the fuck did all that come from? His body was...perfect. He was at least a few inches taller, his muscles stood out, each one completely defined. It wasn't like he was fat before, but his skin looked like it was paper thin now, stretched over every single muscle until it was ready to burst. His chest was stacked, hovering like two mounds below his neck...but that was nothing compared to his abs. He had always meant to do more sit ups, work on a six pack over the summer so when he got to school he would have something to show off. But...fuck. Every single line, every angle, there was another muscle just dying to pop out.
And then there was his cock.
It jutted out of his new body, looking impossibly huge even with his new height. He had tried trimming his pubes a few weeks back, Quil had heard that it made your dick stand even more. But now..damn it was huge with the small triangle of black hair just above it and his smooth balls hanging low...just looking at it was getting him hard.
“Jacob you ok?” his father called from outside the door.
Jacob jumped up and dashed to grab a pair of shorts “I'm ok dad!”
“You hungry?” he asked as Jacob pulled an old pair of camouflage shorts off the ground and began to slip them on.
“Starved!” Jacob said realizing he could eat a fucking goat. These shorts were always big on him barely made it past this thighs.
He heard a chuckle “Well hurry up before it's all gone.”
Jacob buttoned them closed...marveling at his new lines that cut down his hips that peeked out the top of the shorts. He could see the bulge tenting out from the front of his shorts...he looked fucking hot! He grinned as he ran out to the kitchen, the smell of Billy's breakfast making his mouth water.
About an hour later Jacob walked outside and stopped to take a deep breath. The whole world smelt differently all of a sudden. There were a thousand different scents all of a sudden, and every one of them vying for his attention.
“Jacob”
The voice made every single particle of his body come to attention out of nowhere. From the bottom of his feet to the tip of his head he was frozen in place for a brief moment and then instantly turned towards the voice. Sam Uley stood there flanked on either side by Paul, Quil and Embry, they were also shirtless flashing the same magnificent physique Jacob had seen in the mirror this morning. Sam...Sam was different to him. He walked towards Jacob slowly, without anger or intent yet Jacob felt himself automatically shrink away internally. By the time Sam was standing next to him Jacob was doing everything he could do to hold his legs steady and not have them shake like he was terrified. He couldn't look up as Sam gazed down at him...it was like he was completely terrified of him yet completely entranced.
“Look at me.” Sam said.
Jacob's head shot up in a blur. His eyes locked with Sam's, the entire world falling away around them. Jacob's whole body tingled, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. Not with Bella, not with that girl he kissed by the beach last year, never. Right here, standing next to Sam, Jacob knew on some instinctive level that he loved him completely and would do anything he said with no hesitation.
Sam flashed a smile, which made Jacob's heart skip a beat with the knowledge that somehow he had made him happy. “You look better Jake.” he said with an air of casualness that belied the fact Jacob had grown four inches up and six inches wide overnight. Yet all of those facts meant nothing next to the fact that Sam liked the way he looked. “Come have a walk with us.”
It was a simple statement, but to Jacob is was an overwhelming command.
He looked back at the house and saw Billy looking out at them talking and then closed the curtains. Looking back at Sam he said “Anything you want Sam.” Part of him was shocked at the eagerness in his voice but a larger part thought it was just the tone he should be taking.
Sam nodded and began walking back towards the pack. Jacob paused as step before following them into the woods. The word just came to him but it was the exact right one he knew. They weren't a group of guys or a collection of friends...they were a pack.
His pack.
And he was theirs.
They were in the middle of nowhere.
Normally if Jacob was this far into the woods with no idea where he was he would be a bit concerned, but for some reason he was with Sam and the pack, and that made it ok. He had no idea where they were going or of they were even waking, but they came to a clearing and Sam stopped. Jacob felt himself freeze in place, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the rest of them did the same thing. Sam sat on an old tree stump and looked at them.
“Jacob come here.” he said casually.
Jacob fought the urge to run over to him, instead forcing himself to take one slow step after another towards Sam. When he got there he felt the same urge to lower his head, to not make eye contact with him, to watch the ground until he said not to. He had no idea why he felt so strongly about it but he did. He stood there, waiting for Sam to...acknowledge him? Give him permission to look up? What was he waiting for? While he waited he noticed he had forgotten to put on shoes. He had walked through half of the forest without shoes on? What was going on?
“It's ok.” Sam said just above a whisper. The words still sent a thrill through Jacob's body, ending with the tip of his dick. That was it! That's what was going on. Every time Sam talked it was like he was turned on a little. Not consciously, like looking at a girl or something, this was more like the throb you felt when you were already hard and concentrated on it, the way it pulsed and jumped...it was like that but he wasn't hard. Every syllable that came out of Sam's mouth was making Jacob nuts like that and he had no idea why.
“Jacob?”
Sam looked up quickly to meet Sam's gaze.
“Things are changing.” he said smiling “You're changing.”
Jacob nodded while his cheeks blushed slightly.
“This is going to be confusing Jake.” just Sam using the shorter version of his name made his head spin for a moment. “There is a lot to cover and not a lot of words we can use to describe it.”
Jacob didn't understand a word Sam was saying...but he was enraptured by every word he said.
“It's easier...” Sam began and then paused. Sighing he stood up, Jacob resisted the urge to cower slightly away from him. “Oh screw it, this never gets easier.” he said more to himself.
Jacob looked confused, the frustration in Sam's voice made Jacob shake internally but he held his ground.
“Jacob” Sam said, this time his voice was commanding, louder. Jacob felt his whole body quake from the tone and slowly, completely against his will he felt his knees start to buckle as knelt slowly to the ground. Again his head was down, avoiding all eye contact with Sam until he gave permission.
Sam took a half step forward, his crotch moving right into Jacob's youthful face. Jacob could smell Sam, smell HIM like he had never smelt anything. It was a scent that was part savory meat and chocolate and...lust. The scent was pure lust. He hoped he wasn't being too obvious but he took deep lungfuls of the scent, filling his mind and body completely. He was mortified to feel his cock growing in his shorts against his will, he felt his face redden with shame...but he took another smell nonetheless.
Sam stood perfectly still, his crotch resting right next to Jacob's nose for several seconds. Finally in a sound that was barely above a growl he said “Unbutton them.”
Sam's face darted up in shock, seeing the steel in Sam's eyes he looked down quickly, his heart pounding like a bass drum. In the same low voice Sam said “Unbutton my shorts Jacob.”
Jacob wanted to ask why. He wanted to jump up to his feet and tell him to fuck off but that didn't happen. Instead he saw his hands slowly creep up towards Sam's waist. They shook as part of his mind rebelled against doing this...but no matter how hard he screamed in his mind there was part of him that wanted to do this. His fingers trembled as it pulled the button open of Sam's shorts...he noticed the same hard abs and dark pubes as he pulled the shorts open. Jacob shook as the scent came rushing from Sam, unbridled by the shorts. Jacob gasped as he felt his cock stiffen again from the smell, now he was pulling Sam's shorts open faster.
Sam's dick sprung out from the shorts instantly. There was a dull thud as it slapped wetly against his abs. Jacob stared at it, mouth half open in shock. He thought he had grown down there...but Sam was...god damn! There was a clear drop of precum glistening on the tip of it...swollen red and angry it had Jacob's full attention. He had never seen another guys junk up close for real. In the locker room sure, aborted glances, glimpses in the shower...but this close...this for real...it was...intoxicating. Jacob could feel his mouth watering against his will as he looked up at Sam.
Sam still had that smile that made Jacob catch his breath. Without a word, without a sound, he simply nodded and Jacob knew what he had to do.
Without a thought he leaned forward and his tongue came out to lick the drop away. His eyes closed as the taste absorbed into him, like the tip of a battery it was a shock that moved all over his body. The second his mind processed the taste he found himself slobbering over his knob like it was an ice cream cone. His own rigid tool throbbed with each lick he took, something about the small sounds that were coming from Sam's mouth was turning Jacob on like he was getting a blow job himself. Not that he had ever received one but he imagined it had to feel something like this.
Sam's dick filled Jacob's mouth completely, it was so thick that he thought he was going to choke on it. But no matter how much his mind rebelled against it, no mater how hard he screamed at himself that he was straight and this should be gross...the taste and smell that was permeating Jacob's senses was just overwhelming. The more he tasted it the more he wanted, he gagged more than once as he forced himself down harder and harder on it. He was working himself into a frenzy over it when Sam's hand touched the back of his head. In that same, calm and level voice he said “Slow down...take you time.”
The voice along with the taste and smell was almost too much for him. Jacob's body was shaking, he was on the verge of an orgasm and he hadn't even touched his cock yet. Sam's hand stayed on the top of Jake's head, resting there, playing with his hair. That simple motion was driving Jacob as crazy as the rod of flesh moving in and out of his mouth. If anyone had told him 24 hours before he would be on his knees sucking off Sam Uley while three others guys watched he would have taken a swing at them. But here he was, drooling over another guys knob like it was candy.
Jacob couldn't help but moan around Sam as the older boy leaked copious amounts of precum from Jacob's mouth. With each drop Jacob sucked harder, trying to eek out every single particle of nectar from Sam. Seconds before he was repulsed by the thought of doing this to a guy...but now he was...he was like a fucking cum slut or something. Again his mind rebelled against the action but his body would not stop moving down on Sam.
“He's getting it.” Jared said chucking from behind.
“Yeah he likes it, don't you Jake?” Quil said coming up from behind Jacob.
“Quite the little cocksucker.” Paul said in a harsh tone.
Sam's voice cut through all of them as he barked “Paul! Shut up!”
Even though he wasn't taking to him, Jacob' spine stiffened from the reprimand as if slapped across the face. Even though he couldn't see Paul behind him, Jacob knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Paul's face was down, not daring to make eye contact with Sam. Jacob had stopped, the abject fear from Sam's tone of voice had stopped him cold. Sam's hand went back to caressing Jacob's head “It's ok Jake...keep going.”
The cold relief that flowed through Jacob was insane, he had never been so grateful that someone wasn't upset with him...well ever. No one had ever filled him with so much shame than Sam had yelling at Paul. But at that one sentence he went back to slobbering over Sam's tool like he had been craving it for months now. Jacob glanced up and saw Sam's head back with his eyes closed...moaning quietly to himself. Jacob's cock strained against the cloth of his shorts as he saw the joy he was giving Sam. It was like...no it was stronger than if he was receiving the pleasure himself.
His hands moved to either side of Sam's hips, Jacob was stunned by the lean, firm muscle beneath the smooth skin. Jake had never thought much about a guys body save wanting a better looking one. Girls, girls, girls had always been his thing. Though not as crude and demanding as most boys he knew, but his desire to see naked women up close was not in any way diminished. But here, his mouth around Sam's thick cock, his hands on Sam's hips...he thought the older man was the epitome of perfection. Sam was everyone he wanted to be like...and now everything he desired. He could still visualize Bella in his mind...and feel real lust for it. But it was nothing compared to the sexual frenzy he felt towards Sam.
He wanted more of him, way more. He would do anything for him Jacob realized...anything at all. That fact scared him to death but it didn't stop him from rolling his tongue around Sam's leaking tip like it was dripping the most intoxicating elixir he had ever tasted. He was caught between two warring desires. One was the fact he was a heterosexual male and had no inclination to have sexual feelings towards another man. The other though was much more primal. It was more than a feeling, more than an impulse...it was an imperative. It was beyond want and straight into need. He needed to make Sam happy, he had to pleasure him in any way Sam wanted.
He could taste Sam getting closer...the precum was coming steady now and his hands were not clenched around Jacob's muscled shoulders. The pain of Sam's nails digging into him normally would have been cause for pain but even that brought pleasure. Jake realized he was almost whining under his breath wanting Sam to cum. His own cock was throbbing in his shorts, he ached to release it from the cloth but he couldn't bear not to touch Sam with both hands as much as possible. Sam began gasping, chanting Jacob under his breath, each recital of his name making Jake delirious from lust.
“Gonna cum Jake” Sam said through gritted teeth. Instead of pulling off Jacob began sucking harder, increasing the friction and movement around Sam's cock, milking each second of pleasure he could. Jacob felt his own hard dick pulse as well...he was about to cum! He hadn't touched his cock once but his balls were already tensing with the telltale tingling of an orgasm building. “Come on Jacob...almost there...” Sam panted. Jacob looked up at Sam in complete hero worship...there wasn't a thing in Jacob's life he could recall that invoked such strong emotion like looking at Sam seconds before exploding in his mouth,
Jacob came first.
His steel hard rod exploded, soaking his shorts completely losing his mind as he felt Sam's cock explode in his mouth. The two of them jerked in rapturous pleasure as their brains were flooded with pleasure like either one had ever known. Jacob swallowed as quickly as he could...the warm liquid tingled as it went down his throat...he could feel it warm his belly and move throughout his body. Jacob gasped as he pulled off Sam's rod, his body twitching and jerking against his will. He fell to the forest floor, more ripples of combating pleasure and pain racked Jacob from within. He screamed out loud...his voice cracking high...becoming almost a howl. He was startled to hear the other boys raise their head and howl in unison with him.
Why wasn't anyone doing anything to help him? Why were they just howling like mad men? Another pulse of energy shook his frame as his vision blurred for a moment...and the forest became a kaleidoscope of colors for a moment before everything went black.
And then everything changed.