Author's Note: All human. Edward is gay, but hasn't come out of the closet. Jasper and Rosalie are biological brother and sister, but not twins, and really are Esme's dead sister's kids. Emmett is 17 (Junior), Rosalie and Edward are 16 (Juniors), Alice is 15 (Freshman), and Jasper is 14 (Freshman). Emmett and Rosalie are dating, as well as Alice and Jasper. No Bella. Jasper is charismatic, but not an empath. Edward can tell what you are thinking by reading your face, but cannot read minds. Alice has visions of the future, but they lack clarity.

Warnings: Contains character death, lemons, rape, and hermaphroditic sex scenes.

Jasper's POV:

It was Sunday morning, with nothing on the day's agenda but to sleep in and watch a football game later. My aunt and uncle, Carlisle and Esme, left early this morning to attend a funding-raising brunch at the hospital. My uncle is a doctor, so they had no choice but to go.

The five of us kids would have the morning to ourselves. Alice, my girlfriend, had convinced my brother Emmett to take her and my sister Rosalie to the mall this morning. Alice and Rosalie love to shop. Alice and I go shopping twice a week, so I decided to opt out of this trip. As long as Alice had someone else to go with, she would be fine.

It was just supposed to be Edward and me today. He is not as big of a football fan as myself, but I could probably get him to watch the game with me. I was looking forward to watching the game in my boxers, a rarity, since there would be no females present. Male bonding and what not.

So, I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. I had been having a nice dream about Alice. We were making out in my room. Maybe, if I could go back to sleep, she would let me put my hand under her shirt…

Ugh! This is not working. I have to pee. Maybe after a trip to the restroom I will be able to go back to sleep. A perfect Sunday in bed ruined by an over-active bladder. Ugh.

When I opened my eyes to get up, I noticed Edward. He was just leaning against the doorjamb, with my door wide open, watching me. "You're creeping me out dude. What do you want?" I asked, eyeing him speculatively.

"I'm bored. I came to see if you were awake. Do you want to wrestle?"

"No. I want to pee and go back to bed. Move out the way." I walked past him to the restroom, and slammed the door in his face, making sure to lock it.

When I came out, Edward was nowhere to be seen, so I went back to bed, as I had planned. I didn't even hear him come in. I wish I had a lock on my door like the girls have, but my aunt was paranoid and thought we should leave our doors open. Though, after today, maybe she will install a lock.

I did not notice Edward's presence in my room until he sat down on the edge of my bed. "Go away. Sleeping," I said. But instead of listening, he climbed on top of me and kissed me. "Ew! Get off of me you fag! I'm telling Carlisle!"

"Don't you like it? You look happy to see me," he said as I eyed my cell phone on the nightstand next to my bed. Before I could retrieve it, he reached over, picked it up, and examined it, before throwing it out into the hallway, beyond my reach. Now I would not be able to call for help. Great.

"No! I don't like it. I was having a dream about Alice you perve! Now let me go!" I tried to push him off of me, but he is bigger than me. I struggled to crawl out from under him, but he had me pinned. "Get off of me," I growled in frustration.

"No," he said, leaning down and kissing my lips, again. I opened my mouth, encouraging him, letting him slip his tongue into my mouth. As soon as it was in, I bit down. Hard. "Ow! What did you do that for?"

"I am not gay. I do not want to kiss you. Now, please, get off of me." I stopped struggling, realizing that it was turning him on. I could now feel him pressing into me.

"Relax Jasper," he instructed reaching into my boxers. Right now I really wish I wore more to bed than my boxers.

"Don't. Please don't," I begged. I felt rather queasy looking up at him and I was finally starting to go limp in his hand. His hand was soft, but he was not Alice, so I was not enjoying it. I was feeling grateful as my erection subsided, hoping that he would realize it was not for him and leave me alone.

"I know you are scared. This is your first time, right?" I nodded. "Do you want to touch me?"

I shook my head, adding, "I think I'm gonna hurl."

"It's okay. Just calm down and I'll make this feel good. I'm sure your balls are aching; I know mine are just looking at you. You don't want to leave them like that, or you'll get blue-ball." He turned around, keeping me pinned beneath his weight, as he ripped apart my boxers. He reached down as if to grab my balls, but I clenched my legs tightly together, keeping him out.

"No Edward. I have Guevedoche, remember? I haven't reached puberty yet," I tried to stall him, hoping that he would believe me and let me go.

"I remember. But, it is called Gueve doche, meaning twelve, and you are fourteen and a half. They should have descended two years ago."

"But they didn't. I'm a late bloomer. Please let me go."

"Jasper, you have to have reached puberty by now. Just look at you. Yours is twice as big as mine. I know you are still shorter than me, but that's only in height, not length." I squirmed as he reached between my legs to confirm my story.

That's when confusion crossed his face. He pulled his fingers back up and brought them to his face. I could see they were wet. I could feel I was still wet from my earlier dream about Alice. "What's this?" he asked, still confused.

"Please?" I whimpered, hoping he would not find out my secret. But I had no such luck. He moved off of me, but continued to hold me down. Then he grabbed my knees and forced them open. He pinned my legs open with his right elbow and his left hand, using his right to explore my ambiguous genitalia. I really did not want anyone to ever find out, to know.

"Jasper? You don't have Guevedoche, do you?" he asked. I shook my head "no."

'Please be so disgusted that you leave me alone', I thought desperately.

Edward may not be a mind-reader, but he can always tell what someone is thinking by reading their facial expressions. "It's okay Jasper. I'm not disgusted. I'm surprised, is all."

Oh no, the smile spreading across his face cannot be good. I can feel the lust radiate off of him. I decide to try one more time to plead with him. "No, Edward. You can't. It's not functional. It's too small, you'll hurt me."

But, he did not listen. I screamed out in pain as he entered me. I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over. I knew I should be grateful that he was so small. I am sure this would hurt worse if he were my size. But I was not. All I could think of was Alice. She will think that I am a freak once she finds out. She will probably dump me. Why is this happening to me?

Author's note: Please review. I may not finish this story if there is no interest in it. So far I have 9 chapters, and I'm just gonna post one a week, and that's it, unless someone wants me to finish.

As always, story is so scientifally accurate you can wiki it. Try wikiing chimerism and Guevedoche.