The Art of Wanking: A Masturbation Drabble Series
Title: The Art of Wanking (Part 9: Final drabble)
Author: exquisite_ugly
Rating: M - masturbation, language
Genre: Humor
Summary: An 8-part series of drabbles about Jake and the art of wanking.
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Sorry for the delay! Couldn't finish before I left for vacation, but the final drabble is finally done. It's my own idea since I used everyone else's already! And I thank you for them. :D Mine is a future Jake with a son who is at "that age" mixed in with some past moments between J/B because teenage Jake cracks me up. :) It basically comes full circle in this one! Hope you all have enjoyed - and enjoy this one - and again thank you for the ideas and making me feel like I'm funny. hehe
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Billy was laughing uproariously as Jake hurried back down the hall, wide-eyed and alarmed. "You pay the price, kid, when you have 'relations' with the police chief's daughter," Billy said, though he knew enough to stop laughing when Charlie banged on the door.
Jake opened his bedroom window just as Charlie shoved his door open. "Get back here, you little punk," Charlie ordered, but Jake was already out the window.
Charlie barreled outside, so Jake put the police cruiser between them. He figured that was the safest bet unless Charlie decided to get in the cruiser and try to run him over.
"Jacob Black, you stay the hell away from my daughter!" he bellowed. He darted around the car toward him - for what he wasn't sure - but Jake darted to the other side. Charlie was surprisingly fast for an old guy.
"Look, Charlie…" Jake tried to plead.
"That's Chief Swan to you!"
He gave him that satisfaction. "Chief Swan, it wasn't like I defiled…"
"Stupid horny teenage boys!" he yelled, interrupting him. "You defiled my daughter. And you were a moron for leaving behind evidence. I'm a cop. I know shit."
Jake held up his hands, but quickly had to dart to the front of the cruiser as he made another lunge. "Ok, ok, wrong choice of words. I'm sorry, Chief Swan. But I just want you to know that I love Bella. I would always respect her, try to make her happy, and I love her."
It surprised Jake saying it, even though he knew it was true. He did love Bella Swan.
It calmed Charlie down enough to stop chasing him around the car. "Are you saying that to placate me?"
"No," Jake swore. "I really do. I always have."
Billy came out then, sensing the calmer mood.
"This isn't over," Charlie promised Jake as he opened his door. "But I think I actually believe your dumb ass."
Relaxing, he nodded eagerly, hoping against hope Charlie wouldn't try discussing this again. All Jake had wanted to do was wank to the memories of humping Bella in a frenzy, but now his mood was ruined; for a little while.
As Jake headed toward the house, he felt the soft thunk of a pinecone hit the back of his head. He guessed he deserved it.
Jake jerked awake, confused, and feeling the itchy sensation of having to run away from somebody. "Bella?" he called out.
"Right here," she said, coming into the bedroom, wiping her hands on a towel. "You okay, Jake?"
He shook his head to clear it. "Ugh, I just had a dream when your dad found out about you and I having sex for the first time," Jake groaned. "It is not one of my fonder memories, though there was a very fond memory before that."
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and Bella smirked at him. "That it was. Maybe we should re-enact it tonight... though on the other hand, let's pretend the wrong hole incident never happened."
Jake found even after years of marriage - and a kid - with the woman he loved, he could still blush.
"I knew which hole!" he yelled after her, and he heard her laughing her way back to the kitchen.
It hadn't changed much either; he was still a horny son-of-a-bitch and would still wank like crazy, though maybe not quite as often as he had as a teenager. Oh, who was he kidding? Bella still made him klutzy, and he still had the libido of a sixteen year old boy. When Bella was busy or not around, he went to town.
In fact, she was leaving that moment as she called out a goodbye. She was meeting a friend of hers, and Will was off for school, so Jake figured now was as good a time as any. He had to get to work, but there was always a little time for wanking. He rolled over, sat up, and gripped his cock. He was so familiar with his spear of love that not much changed.
He began jerking away, stroking upward in long, smooth strokes, getting himself prepped. His cock began shuddering as he remembered Bella sneaking into his room not long after their first time…
Jake had been ecstatic, even after the whole encounter with Charlie, and was eager as a goddamn beaver to bang Bella into next week. It didn't take much to keep his hopes - and pecker - up. He was in bed, prepared to call Bella on the sly, but there was a knock on his window.
Bella tumbled in and Jake grinned as she crawled on top of him. "Couldn't resist me, could you?"
Bella smirked. "I think you missed ME judging by what I'm feeling."
Jake's cock was at high mast and poking her in the behind.
"You really like it back there, don't you?"
He flushed and gave her a look, making her giggle.
She disposed of her clothing, leaning over far enough that Jake could capture a nipple into his mouth. He worked her with his fingers as she moaned eagerly. "Jake, I want you so much I'll die of sexual frustration if you don't give me more."
Jake was ecstatic as he pulled back. "Don't worry, baby, I'm more than ready to tickle your tackle box."
Bella's laughter was cut short as he helped lower her onto his cock and thrust so hard, she nearly went airborne.
Jake finished jerking, panting as he came. He was still afraid one of these days he was going to damage his cock if he kept blowing his load this hard. He left for work, mostly satisfied, and tried to keep his mind occupied so he would stop thinking about his wife. He hoped Will, his son, would be busy after school so he could lure Bella to bed.
"Hey Dad!" Will called out later that day as he raced by Jake up to his room, throwing his arm out to slap hands with him. "I'm heading out for basketball practice! Pick me up at six thirty?"
"Sure sure," Jake called back, used to his son's racing around.
After he left, Jake snuck up behind Bella in the kitchen, and scooped her up.
"Jake!" she protested with a laugh. "I have to make dinner."
"No. You have to fuck me blind right now." He grinned wolfishly at her, making her eyes darken.
They raced upstairs, and with only slightly more finesse than a teenager, he pile-drived her into the bed. They sweated profusely, they grasped at each other's hair, they bit, and Jake managed a couple more pumps before the explosion came. Bella screamed and her hips rocked as Jake gasped his way through a release that felt like five minutes; the best five minutes ever.
Jake was sprawled on top of her unable to move. "Didn't you jerk off enough today?" Bella asked her tone highly amused. Jake grunted into her neck.
Bella laughed. "You remember our third time together?"
How could he forget?
"Yeah, yeah, go meet your little sex toy. Premature ejaculator!" Quil yelled after him as he left to meet Bella in the woods near her house.
"At least I'm getting some!" he yelled back, laughing as he dodged a barrage of rocks thrown at him.
Bella was already undressed, sprawled on a blanket, waiting for him in their secluded spot. Jake was dressed in ripped shorts and had bird feathers stuck in his hair from an earlier escapade with Quil and Embry. He stripped his shorts off, leapt onto the blanket, gave a war whoop, and shook his hips to make his cock bob.
"How! Me Indian. I need a teepee for my peepee!"
Bella had been in hysterics. "That is so juvenile," she said, gasping with laughter.
He showed how juvenile he was by humping her senseless. They ended up covered in leaves as they rolled all over the damn forest.
Later that evening, Jake was getting ready for bed and for some more lovin' with Bella - though he was debating another wanking session beforehand - when he heard a muffled shriek. He hurried out in the hall, confused, as Bella shot by him into their bedroom.
"Honey?" he asked. "Are you okay?"
"Our… your… he… was jerking off!" she hiss-screeched at him. "Oh my God, Will is in there… we're going to be scarred forever!" she whisper-wailed at him.
Jake tried to hold back the snort of laughter, but apparently it wasn't successful as Bella glared at him.
"It's your fault! You need to talk to him! He's starting to wank just like you." Bella looked freaked the fuck out.
Jake sighed internally, resigned to having no sex for now and got ready for a talk with his son about the art of wanking.
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Author: exquisite_ugly
Rating: M - masturbation, language
Genre: Humor
Summary: An 8-part series of drabbles about Jake and the art of wanking.
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Sorry for the delay! Couldn't finish before I left for vacation, but the final drabble is finally done. It's my own idea since I used everyone else's already! And I thank you for them. :D Mine is a future Jake with a son who is at "that age" mixed in with some past moments between J/B because teenage Jake cracks me up. :) It basically comes full circle in this one! Hope you all have enjoyed - and enjoy this one - and again thank you for the ideas and making me feel like I'm funny. hehe
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Billy was laughing uproariously as Jake hurried back down the hall, wide-eyed and alarmed. "You pay the price, kid, when you have 'relations' with the police chief's daughter," Billy said, though he knew enough to stop laughing when Charlie banged on the door.
Jake opened his bedroom window just as Charlie shoved his door open. "Get back here, you little punk," Charlie ordered, but Jake was already out the window.
Charlie barreled outside, so Jake put the police cruiser between them. He figured that was the safest bet unless Charlie decided to get in the cruiser and try to run him over.
"Jacob Black, you stay the hell away from my daughter!" he bellowed. He darted around the car toward him - for what he wasn't sure - but Jake darted to the other side. Charlie was surprisingly fast for an old guy.
"Look, Charlie…" Jake tried to plead.
"That's Chief Swan to you!"
He gave him that satisfaction. "Chief Swan, it wasn't like I defiled…"
"Stupid horny teenage boys!" he yelled, interrupting him. "You defiled my daughter. And you were a moron for leaving behind evidence. I'm a cop. I know shit."
Jake held up his hands, but quickly had to dart to the front of the cruiser as he made another lunge. "Ok, ok, wrong choice of words. I'm sorry, Chief Swan. But I just want you to know that I love Bella. I would always respect her, try to make her happy, and I love her."
It surprised Jake saying it, even though he knew it was true. He did love Bella Swan.
It calmed Charlie down enough to stop chasing him around the car. "Are you saying that to placate me?"
"No," Jake swore. "I really do. I always have."
Billy came out then, sensing the calmer mood.
"This isn't over," Charlie promised Jake as he opened his door. "But I think I actually believe your dumb ass."
Relaxing, he nodded eagerly, hoping against hope Charlie wouldn't try discussing this again. All Jake had wanted to do was wank to the memories of humping Bella in a frenzy, but now his mood was ruined; for a little while.
As Jake headed toward the house, he felt the soft thunk of a pinecone hit the back of his head. He guessed he deserved it.
Jake jerked awake, confused, and feeling the itchy sensation of having to run away from somebody. "Bella?" he called out.
"Right here," she said, coming into the bedroom, wiping her hands on a towel. "You okay, Jake?"
He shook his head to clear it. "Ugh, I just had a dream when your dad found out about you and I having sex for the first time," Jake groaned. "It is not one of my fonder memories, though there was a very fond memory before that."
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, and Bella smirked at him. "That it was. Maybe we should re-enact it tonight... though on the other hand, let's pretend the wrong hole incident never happened."
Jake found even after years of marriage - and a kid - with the woman he loved, he could still blush.
"I knew which hole!" he yelled after her, and he heard her laughing her way back to the kitchen.
It hadn't changed much either; he was still a horny son-of-a-bitch and would still wank like crazy, though maybe not quite as often as he had as a teenager. Oh, who was he kidding? Bella still made him klutzy, and he still had the libido of a sixteen year old boy. When Bella was busy or not around, he went to town.
In fact, she was leaving that moment as she called out a goodbye. She was meeting a friend of hers, and Will was off for school, so Jake figured now was as good a time as any. He had to get to work, but there was always a little time for wanking. He rolled over, sat up, and gripped his cock. He was so familiar with his spear of love that not much changed.
He began jerking away, stroking upward in long, smooth strokes, getting himself prepped. His cock began shuddering as he remembered Bella sneaking into his room not long after their first time…
Jake had been ecstatic, even after the whole encounter with Charlie, and was eager as a goddamn beaver to bang Bella into next week. It didn't take much to keep his hopes - and pecker - up. He was in bed, prepared to call Bella on the sly, but there was a knock on his window.
Bella tumbled in and Jake grinned as she crawled on top of him. "Couldn't resist me, could you?"
Bella smirked. "I think you missed ME judging by what I'm feeling."
Jake's cock was at high mast and poking her in the behind.
"You really like it back there, don't you?"
He flushed and gave her a look, making her giggle.
She disposed of her clothing, leaning over far enough that Jake could capture a nipple into his mouth. He worked her with his fingers as she moaned eagerly. "Jake, I want you so much I'll die of sexual frustration if you don't give me more."
Jake was ecstatic as he pulled back. "Don't worry, baby, I'm more than ready to tickle your tackle box."
Bella's laughter was cut short as he helped lower her onto his cock and thrust so hard, she nearly went airborne.
Jake finished jerking, panting as he came. He was still afraid one of these days he was going to damage his cock if he kept blowing his load this hard. He left for work, mostly satisfied, and tried to keep his mind occupied so he would stop thinking about his wife. He hoped Will, his son, would be busy after school so he could lure Bella to bed.
"Hey Dad!" Will called out later that day as he raced by Jake up to his room, throwing his arm out to slap hands with him. "I'm heading out for basketball practice! Pick me up at six thirty?"
"Sure sure," Jake called back, used to his son's racing around.
After he left, Jake snuck up behind Bella in the kitchen, and scooped her up.
"Jake!" she protested with a laugh. "I have to make dinner."
"No. You have to fuck me blind right now." He grinned wolfishly at her, making her eyes darken.
They raced upstairs, and with only slightly more finesse than a teenager, he pile-drived her into the bed. They sweated profusely, they grasped at each other's hair, they bit, and Jake managed a couple more pumps before the explosion came. Bella screamed and her hips rocked as Jake gasped his way through a release that felt like five minutes; the best five minutes ever.
Jake was sprawled on top of her unable to move. "Didn't you jerk off enough today?" Bella asked her tone highly amused. Jake grunted into her neck.
Bella laughed. "You remember our third time together?"
How could he forget?
"Yeah, yeah, go meet your little sex toy. Premature ejaculator!" Quil yelled after him as he left to meet Bella in the woods near her house.
"At least I'm getting some!" he yelled back, laughing as he dodged a barrage of rocks thrown at him.
Bella was already undressed, sprawled on a blanket, waiting for him in their secluded spot. Jake was dressed in ripped shorts and had bird feathers stuck in his hair from an earlier escapade with Quil and Embry. He stripped his shorts off, leapt onto the blanket, gave a war whoop, and shook his hips to make his cock bob.
"How! Me Indian. I need a teepee for my peepee!"
Bella had been in hysterics. "That is so juvenile," she said, gasping with laughter.
He showed how juvenile he was by humping her senseless. They ended up covered in leaves as they rolled all over the damn forest.
Later that evening, Jake was getting ready for bed and for some more lovin' with Bella - though he was debating another wanking session beforehand - when he heard a muffled shriek. He hurried out in the hall, confused, as Bella shot by him into their bedroom.
"Honey?" he asked. "Are you okay?"
"Our… your… he… was jerking off!" she hiss-screeched at him. "Oh my God, Will is in there… we're going to be scarred forever!" she whisper-wailed at him.
Jake tried to hold back the snort of laughter, but apparently it wasn't successful as Bella glared at him.
"It's your fault! You need to talk to him! He's starting to wank just like you." Bella looked freaked the fuck out.
Jake sighed internally, resigned to having no sex for now and got ready for a talk with his son about the art of wanking.
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