Frat House (BoyxBoy) -DISCONTINUED-

Jasper~

I love uews! If you made it this far that thankyou! Its a flash back of Jaspers childhood of around 15 years old. I love my widdle Jassy.

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Jasper strode out with Xylas back downstairs. Not only was he completely and utterly calm on the outside, he was panicked and anxious on the inside. His heart pounded against his rib cage of what felt like a thousand times a minute. It could cave in and have a heart attack for all he knew. That tantalizing moment of want, never had he wanted something more.

                From day one Jasper had everything he could ever dream. His father a leading successor in the stalk markets and investments and his mother a trophy wife. He had it made as a child. He had been groomed for success all his life, to fulfill his father’s shoes of the family line. It had been a lonely life though. He had to be satisfied with just the maids and servants to play with. He didn’t want to disturb them so he gathered information and studied all his life. Course old books lined his walls as he had an obsession for his studies. He went to elite and the most expensive schools.

                On his seventh grade year he was reading by a window in the class until he looked out to see a fight on school campus. For the first time there was a spark of interest to him. He stood up watching. A crowd of older ninth graders crowded around a younger kid. He looked about Jasper’s age. He squinted to find it was the new kid of their class. He never bothered to know his name. He watched until the last punch was thrown and the teachers came running. The boy had fight alright. Fire burned in his eyes as he tossed his punched left and right. The ninth graders where shown up that day, every last one of them where on their backs groaning in pain being suspended for fighting while the new kid fled the scene unable to be caught.

                Jasper left the class room wandering the halls and school grounds. He found him in the gym on the bleachers. That so hadn’t been used before. He walked to him seeing he was covered with already bruising marks and a nicked cheek. He kept his distance not wanting to be punched.

                “Don’t be discouraged from those douches.” He had called. The new kid looked up with a scowl.

                “Fuck off if you know what’s good for you.” He spat at him. Jasper watched him closely grinning from ear to ear. He liked this new kid. The kid turned his back getting up and walking away. Jasper got up walking quickly after him. His hands shoved into his pockets as he strode long fast paced steps to catch up. The new kid walked quicker not wanting him to fallow. Jasper didn’t get the message, instead he fallowed more and more.

                From that day Jasper fallowed the new kid. He kept a pace with him and gym, he tried making conversation with him at lunch until the new kid would slap him and tell him to “Shut the fuck up”, he even tried to go to the bathroom at the same time. Once he snuck into his locker and snuck his phone and exchanged the number. The new kid was furious with Jasper. He always stuck to him even though he never wanted anyone around him. He even didn’t mind all too much.

                One day when they were eating lunch in their normal spot, the gym bleachers Jasper lifted his head watching. The new kid had raised his head noticing.

                “What?” He huffed. Jasper tilted his head.

    “I still don’t know your name after all this.” He said. The new kids turned red realizing it also.

                “My name is Tyler Harlem.” He said pursing his lips into a more thin line, almost in a duck bill, the corners reaching wide. A goofy cute smile for a boy. Jasper nodded smiling.

                “Hello Tyler, I’m Jasper.” He said almost touched.

After that day the two boys stuck together like glue for the next year. The two learned many things about each other and discovered their own fathers knew each other. The two were inseparable from each other. They did everything together. At the time of the end of the year Tyler had to move. Jasper was heartbroken to lose his best friend. He cried and moped not wanting him to go.

                The summer alone Jasper dedicated himself to his studies once more. He went beyond his grade level. He reached the level of a college student at the age of fifteen. By his father he was enrolled at Marleen’s best school in Ohio, Salrin Academy. The same thing over again, starting a new school, more uniforms, more pointless studies, but this time a frat. He moved into his dorm settled in and filled his desk with books. He had even brought in extra book selves to keep his favorite books with him.

                He may have been a spoiled rich kid but his room was something else. Bulletin lined one of his room’s walls, maps and printed off pages tacked on them making it collaged. Another wall was covered by his book shelves. His other two bare walls where a dark brown color with cream trimming. He loved him room. The desk matched the hard wood floor along with his cream blankets and matching woven throw pillows. His room was of an old cartographer’s.

                He came down the stairs to check the list of other members to Eros. To find the list reading:

Eros Members:

Xylas Statsen

Ezekial Masters

Romain Masters

Jasper Carlyle

Tyler Harlem

His jaw dropped seeing that name. His best friend moved to the same school as him. He waited, and waited. Everyone was here. Xylas, the twins Ezekial and Romian, but no sign of Tyler. He was stuck watching TV and even had fallen asleep until the door opened and slammed back shut with a loud echo. Jasper had jolted awake to see his best friend for the first time in months grumbling and scowling again.

Jasper jumped up hugging him. Tyler lashed unknowing of who it was.

“Tyler!! It’s Jasper!!” He yelped in shock. Tyler had stepped back blinking.

“Jas.” He whispered. “Prove it.” He growled. Jasper grinned showing him his wrist.

“Blood brothers Ty, only we knew about that.” He whispered. A small scar white scar across his wrist. Tyler raised his and touched Jasper’s.

“It is you.” Tyler said grinning from ear to ear. The two had settled in. After the two years in Eros the two were still close but had become distanced at the same time. The twins and Xylas were with them; later in the more recent they even had obtained an overseas exchange student, Damon.

Jasper had become the king of the frat and today that had retained the newest member and newest student to Salrin Academy, Carter Cadwell. The moment he laid eyes on that boy he knew, seeing his best friend again wasn’t as bad as a feeling of seeing Carter. He wanted him. He wanted all of him, his torso, his neck, his lips, his sight, his legs, but most of all he wanted his heart. He wanted to lock him away so no one could have him. He wanted to fill his face with embarrassment, with joy, with contentment, and mostly… pleasure. He desired him in every way. His greed over whelmed him. He wanted to see him jealous and sorrowful if anyone talked to him.

He had everything in his life and got anything he ever wanted. But this, he wanted this more than anything in his entire life. He ached and felt awestruck. What was this feeling inside him? He had to have this, he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.