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WALTER

i look down at the ashy haired boy, his tense body as he’s curled up. jesse was scared, and i wasn’t so sure how to stop it. i sat down next to him, plumping myself onto the floor. “jesse..” —“i don’t want to hear it man.” i was cut off as he spoke. my head turned the other way, observing the coffee table next to me. meth pipe.

jesse put his hands over his face as he began to cry. he was scared, he was high, and i was sitting right beside him. i slowly lifted my arm as i awkwardly wrapped it around the younger man. he seemed to calm down a bit as he paused, looking up just enough to meet my eyes. i felt bad.

we stayed like that for a couple of minutes. “mr. white?” jesse chirped, bringing my attention to what he was about to say. “yes, jesse?” he looked away, bringing his hands back down. “why are you doing this.”

“why am i doing what?” i asked, clearly confused. “why are you doing THIS. sitting here with me yo, like, i don’t get it.” he stated. it took me a second to think. “because i care about you. i mean, i wouldn’t be sitting here with you if i didn’t.” jesse looked sort of freaked out by that. “i mean, it’s not like that jesse….” quickly i moved my arm from around him and set both my arms in my lap.

JESSE

mr. white moved his arm out from behind me, a part of me misses that touch for some reason.

“maybe i want your arm around me asshole.” i wasn’t thinking, im so fucking high right now. keeping my gaze away from the old guy i looked straight across the room, my place was empty. a coffee table and a couch was all that i could see. mr. white was silent, it started pissing me off. so many things went through my head. “you just want me to feel better and get off this high so i can cook for you.” i tried standing up, but i was struggling “you’ve been working me like a fucking dog yo, fuck you, you’re a piece of shit!”

WALTER

“you just want me to feel better and get off this high so i can cook for you.” the boy said as he tried standing up. now i was looking right at him. “you’ve been working me like a fucking dog yo, fuck you, you’re a piece of shit!” he yelled. the pain tearing in his voice, he sounded so broken. “jesse—no, that’s not what—“ i immediately stood up. “no man, i get it..you’re just using me. get out of my house.” jesse started to stumble as he backed away.

all i could do was move closer to him, trying to calm the now angry man in front of me. “look, if we can just sit back down, you’re high, and you need to calm down…” i said in a mannered tone. “get the fuck away from me!” he tried pushing me away, but began to stumble more, falling back. i was just in time catch him before he hit the floor.

he started to cry. his blue eyes were blood shot red. “jesse? jesse are you okay?” i started to panic, i didn’t know what was going through my partners mind. “do i look okay to you?”

“..no. sorry.”

JESSE

i looked into his eyes, trying to find any sort of remorse, but he still kept that blank glare. i wanted him to show emotion. anything. he laid me down on the couch.

without thinking i grabbed mr. white by the collar, pulling the old man closer. he gave a shocked expression as i could feel his warm breath in my face. still, not the emotion i wanted. “how can a breathing human being like you be so cold?” i asked.

mr. white was speechless. i slammed my lips onto his, hungrily kissing him. the thing is, he didn’t push me away, his dry lips moved against mine. it felt really nice, the way he kissed me, my arms soon finding their way around his neck, his fingers running through my hair. no way im making out with my ex chemistry teacher, but fuck it felt so fucking good.

“jesse..” mr. white panted, taking a breath as i began running my hands down his shoulders. “what mr. white?” i asked, scared what he was about to say to me. i missed the feeling of his lips, and i wanted more. i had no clue what was making me do these things, but i didn’t want to stop. “please, please don’t stop.” i pleaded as he stared into my eyes. “i need you…”

WALTER

everything was happening so fast it was hard keeping up. as much i wanted to get up and leave, it was hard avoiding the fact that we were both hard. i wasn’t sure if this was just the high, or the loneliness, the lack of female interaction he’s had in the last year, but i couldn’t bring myself to leaving the boy alone right now.

“im not going to.” i was now on top, straddling him. jesse had a small smirk on his face as he began to palm through my jeans. i let a long exhale, enjoying the sensation as his hands did wonders on me. there was something about his icy blue eyes, that i couldn’t get enough of.

JESSE

mr. white kept staring into my eyes, a certain look he held on his face, i couldn’t quite grasp it. he only became harder, his bulge growing by the second.

he got off me, picking me up bridal style as he took me to my bed. throwing me down onto the mattress, the man held me down, both my wrist pinned against the bed. mr. white gave me sweet kisses down my neck, i couldn’t help but moan at the touch. “undress for me.” he ordered, fuck it was so hot. as he let go of me i quickly slipped out of my clothes, leaving nothing but bare skin.

the old man observed my body, spread out on the bed. his hand grazed my frame, leading down to my dick. “please touch me, please…..” i begged. his hand was literally right there, but he kept teasing me. “not yet.” he murmured as he bent down to meet his lips with mine. except this time it wasn’t a hungry kiss, but more of a gentle kiss. “jesse, i love you.”

“fuck off old man.” i replied, making him swoop down for another kiss. i could feel his hand touch my dick, this time playing with me. “oh my god…” i moaned, leaning my head back as mr. white’s calloused fingers twirled around the tip. i was so pent up, it took my all to not cum right away.

WALTER

“oh my god..” jesse moaned sweetly in my ear, as he leaned his head back more. i played with his member, he was tensed and winced every time i moved my hand away. “it’s okay, just relax.” i whispered as i continued to play with him. “you make me feel so good mr. white..” was all i heard before i quickly turned the boy around, pulled his ass up and his face pushed into the pillow.

“wait what are you—“

i rubbed my thumb against jesse’s entrance, causing him to moan from the sensation. trying to open him up, i spit onto him, making it slick enough for my fingers. “i-im kinda scared, mr. white, please do—“ he was cut off as i slid a finger in. “—fuck,” the younger boy exhaled, but that wasn’t going to be enough. i soon slid two fingers, then three, four….jesse squeezed the bed sheets for dear life, moaning uncontrollably as i wiggled my fingers in his prostate. “mr. white, please fuck me, i want your..” he moaned some more.

JESSE

“mr. white, please fuck me, i want your..” i couldn’t stop moaning. i really wanted his dick in my already. it was long before i could feel something warm and soft rub against me, it was fingers, but it was definitely something else. i couldn’t even comprehend anything that was going on and was surprised as i felt something big impale my ass. “fuck!” i yelled, a stinging pain was all i could feel. “are you okay jesse?” my partner asked, sounding genuinely concerned for my well being. “i-im fine, im fine..”

his hands child up my back and slowly down as he began to move back and forth in a comfortable pace. i let out sweet moans and pants as i was being railed by mr. white.

my breathing was unmatched from his as he kept going. i couldn’t help but yelp out in both pleasure and pain, my knuckles turning white as i continuing to squeeze the bedsheets, my pillow discolored from the amount of drool. the sexiest part was listening to mr. white trying to catch his breath in between each thrust, making me vocal out his name. “walter…” i said for the first time. the elder began to fuck me even harder.

“that’s mr. white to you, jesse.” he said almost angrily. it was so fucking sexy. out of nowhere i could feel my body shift to where i was facing him, my legs hanging over mr. white’s shoulders as he continued to destroy me.

WALTER

there’s no way i could’ve stopped. i was getting so close to coming, i flipped jesse around, making him face me. he had tears in his eyes, mouth agape as he moaned out for me. i’ve never seen this side of jesse before. “im about to..!” jesse yelled as he closed his eyes. i hurriedly grabbed his chin, “look at me when you come.” i told him, his blue eyes staring right into mine as he began to release, “fuck, oh my fuck..!” he cried out as i came into him as well, his orgasm causing him to shake uncontrollably.

i slowly pulled out, making the blonde boy wince in pain. “im sorry, i’ll clean you up.” i mentioned, as i got up.

JESSE

mr. white carefully pulled out, causing me to wince from the pain. “im sorry i hurt you. i’ll get some tissue to clean it up.” he got up, pulling his pants back to his waist. he gave me a small peck on the cheek, “i’ll be right back.” he smiled.

as he left the room, i couldn’t help but smile as well.

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JESSE

i looked out the window of my car, watching the snow fall. i pull my sleeves down to my hoodie, it was freezing. its been two weeks since i’ve slept with my ex chemistry teacher, mr. white. we’ve been on the low and haven’t been talking to eachother. we’ve stopped cooking together, and have no interactions.

it sucks cause i miss him, but i don’t know how he really feels, at least not about this i don’t. my head tilted back as i took a huge breath. i tried calling his phone, and stopping by his house, and i’ve gotten nothing.

“fuck!”

my fist meets the dashboard of my monte carlo. why was he doing this to me?

i started my car as i drove to the nearest bar. if i was gonna be forgotten about by my partner, then fuck him man.

it was late, around 7:08 in the afternoon. i stepped out of the car, walking into the bar. it was dim inside, warm and packed. i sat down on one of the red and silver bar stools. “what can i get for you today?” the bartender asked as i slumped into my chair. “i’ll just take a uh,” i began before looking up to see hazel brown eyes staring down at me. “i’ll take a margarita, thanks.” she was beautiful. dark brown hair, shallow toned skin, and pumped lips. she giggled, turning around to grab what she needed.

“whats so funny?” i asked, rolling my eyes. “i dont know, just think a margarita fits you.” she smiled. “yeah, thanks, i guess.” i waited for my drink. “okay, this’ll cost you 18.50” reaching into my pocket i grabbed my wallet. as soon as i opened it a picture fell out. confused, i picked it up to see what it was. it was a picture of me and mr. white. “im waiting?” the young girl pressed. she was now sitting down, he head resting on her hand as her elbow propped her arm up. strands of brown and light blonde hair move into her face and god she was….

“yeah, got it.” i threw the wad of cash onto the counter. “thank you.” she smiled once again, grabbing the cash from in front of me. i sipped on my drink here and there. “you seem stressed, mind telling me what’s wrong?” the girl asked. “yeah, lady look, i don’t know you?” a small perky smiled became of her face. “well, im taylor. nice to meet you..?” i extended my arm, “jesse.” she laughed again. “jesse, same name as my ex.”

i was smiled nervously, “is that like a bad thing or something? cause i know im probably not like that—“

“jesse?”

someone called out for me, i looked behind me in curiosity as i saw a familiar guy. “oh, right, thats you. whats up kid?” saul goodman sat on a barstool next to me, a little too close. “oh, hey, what are you doing here?” taylor looked at him, “what would you like?” she asked saul, giving me a small ‘you’re kinda cute’ look. i ignored her though. “i’ll just take an old-fashioned.” the older dude smiled kindly. something about that kinda pissed me off. “how have you been doing?” how was i doing….good fucking question. mr. white’s been dodging my ass for the last two weeks or so. “could be better, could be worse.” i stated blankly. “hows walt?” i froze. “uh he’s alright.” of course i couldn’t avoid those questions.

“alright?”

“yes.”

goodman hummed, whatever that meant.

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“come on, have another mista goodman..” i spoke lazily, my entire body weight basically leaning on saul. “i really shouldn’t be drinking anymore, im pretty tipsy already.” my head propped up, giving him that raised eyebrow look. “no, no, come on, don’t be a pussy!” my arm was now wrapped around him. “are you sure you guys can handle anymore?” taylor asked quiety, making saul laugh “maybe not him.” i smiled, “dude, this shit is the bomb, enjoy it!” goodman let out a laugh. it sort of reminded me of mr. white, and i couldn’t lie to myself, i missed him more than anything. “hey bud, what you staring at?” my eyes blinked a few times “oh, sorry.” i focus on the drink in front of me. “are you sure you can handle more?” “i-i dont think so..” a blush crept onto my face. for some reason I felt embarrassed. it was almost like I was flustered at the fact that saul cared about me. it makes me think of everything that Mr. White was not. as he held a conversation with the bartender I crossed my legs and my left foot trailing up so slick against saul’s..I don’t know what I was thinking but whatever it was, i wanted it. it caught his attention, making him side eye me. sexy. i move my hand towards his thigh “what do you think you’re doing?” saul whispered to me, all but not concerningly. i chilled at his words, which turned me on so much more. i looked him in the eye, “ill be in the bathroom if you need me.” i said, getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

he wasn’t coming, i thought. i knew it. i wish mr. white could at least look at me. to grow some balls and fucking speak to me like a man. i bent down to splash my face with water hoping to sober up a little. out of nowhere i felt a pair of hands grab onto my waist. “looks like you got yourself in some trouble even i can’t help with.” it was saul. “didn’t think you were gonna come,” i smiled, “didn’t think i was gonna either. but i think now’s the time that we, uh.…” he didn’t have to say anymore. i pushed back into his crotch, feeling his bulging pant rub up against my ass. “goddamn, you’re surprisingly cute.” the man chuckled.. i stood up as i looked into the mirror, seeing both saul’s and my reflection. saul’s hands were now traveling up my body, moving my clothes upwards to reveal my tummy. “i want you to take me back to your place.” i stated, searching his face for an answer. he looked away, not sure what to say. “i want you to take me back to your place and fuck the shit outta me. please…” my hand found it’s way onto his bulge, rubbing it oh so gently. “..fine,” he murmured “only ‘cause you’ve got me ripping through my jeans.” there was a small kiss on my neck which sent chills down my spine. makes me remind myself of…….

WALTER

what was i going to do now? i didn’t have a partner, because i wasn’t sure if i wanted one i had sex with. i don’t know what i was thinking, but there’s no way i could face jesse, not after what happened.

i paced through my empty kitchen. my wife was gone, my kids were gone, i had nothing. i still needed to cook, for gus, for my family…

my phone began to ring. as i took out my phone, i sighed at the screen. mike.

“hello?”

“hi walt. where are you?”

“im at uh home why, why do you ask?”

“there’s some things i’d like to discuss with you.”

JESSE

“damn it, can’t get over you.” saul said as i was limp, warm water rushing over my face. the scent of cherry lavender paraded the room along with soft music. saul’s large hands ran through my short blonde hair, soap filling in the creases. fingers ran down from my head to my back, caressing every curve my body had. “you’re clean, right?” i laughed, “you’re cleaning me right now asshole.” saul smacked my ass hard which made me jump up a bit, “i mean here, is there anything i need to know about before..?” oh, now i feel dumb. “no, uh, yeah i don’t have any diseases. im clean.” i said. “alright cutie.” my back was up against his, the feeling of skin against mine was amazing. “can i prep you?” saul kissed my cheek, leading his sweet kisses all the way to the back of my neck. i hummed a ‘yes’ giving him no patience. we were both waiting for this. i felt a finger slip against my cheeks, slowly making circles against my entrance. “fuck,” i gasped for a small breath, my hands clenching the railing of his expensive suburban shower. water kept trickling down onto my face, and oh my god…. “look at you, all hot and heavy from just a touch.” i shook my head, his finger continuing to tease me, making my mind run wild. “this ass isn’t going to fuck itself saul.”

“you can call me jimmy.”

something had entered me, causing me to yelp. fingers, more than one, i don’t know how many. “there you go,” jimmy whispered into my ear “you like that?” my hand’s were bound to be sore after this, as i hung onto the railing for my life. “this feels so good….” he moved his fingers slowly, spreading them apart as i felt them slide back and forth. i let out an uncontrollable moan, “i-i think im ready now…” his fingers quickly rushed from my hole “you’re not ready until i say you are.” he pulled my from the railing, almost making me slip but made sure i was still on ground. “wait, what—“ i was confused as i was now facing him. his hair was soaked, with that same steamy water that i was in. it was so hot that i took a step closer to him, giving him a kiss on the lips. he held onto my slim waist, kissing me back. his tongue traced my lips, begging for an entrance. when i denied it at first, he pushed through, leaving me no decision. it tasted like sweet lemon, i pushed up against him leaving nothing in between us. we fought eachother with sweet sloppy kisses, making me moan from the touch as jimmy squeezed onto my hips. i could feel his erection hit my stomach. “shit it hurts right now.” jimmy gasped, breaking our kiss. “i like when you demand me.” our eyes locked, “get on your knees.” he ordered, giving me chills once again. this felt so wrong but wrong feels good. without further question, i kneel on the floor of the shower staring down his huge dick. this is something i’ve never done before, a blowjob. “uhm, this is my first time.” jimmy sighed, his fingers messaging my head. “it’s okay, i’ll lead you. just take it slow.” i nodded at his response as i took his gift in one hand. this was huge, i wasn’t sure how it was going to fit inside of me. i began to rub his member up and down, squeezing tightly.

“wow, that feels amazing.” jimmy tipped his head back as my rough fingers continued to massage him. a little while later i pointed his tip to my lips breathing slightly, smelling his aroma. my tongue licked the tip, making it pulse in my palm. his precum dripped onto my tongue. “yummy.” was all i said before going down on him. jimmy pulled my hair, pushing his dick into my mouth all the way which caused me to gag a bit. “you know how much your mouth feels good right now jesse?” i was already hard, his words not helping as it turned me on even more. i pulled back, i tongue scraping against his measurment. my lips plucked the tip once again making jimmy whimper for more.

WALTER

the seat i was sitting in was old fashion leather, a new room, one i’ve certainly not been in. this is definitely a chair i’ve never sat in. “waltuh, theres some things we need to talk about and when i say things i mean your business. now, i know you don’t need me nagging but i’ve gotten a call from los pollos.” i raised an eyebrow, “oh yeah? about what?” mike rubbed his hands together slowly. “well walter, it’s about your partner pinkman. they want you to stop working with him.“ bullshit. “and why is that? why am i not allowed to cook with jesse, because they dont need him or something?” i asked, clearly agitated. “i think you’ve got the wrong idea..they want to get rid of you.” all i could do was stare blankly at mike for a good half a minute. “what? why!? they want to get rid of me? the one who’ve made them so much money in the first place? and who exactly told you this information, how do i know you’re not bluffing right now. if they really wanted me out of the picture they would call me, wouldn’t they?” now i was standing, i had both hands onto the ivy green coffee table in front of me which looked absolutely disgusting by the way. “i want answers. you brought me here, and i want answers!” i raised my voice, enough to say i was yelling. right into his face. “calm down. it’s indefinite, so you should be fine. mr. fring has some stuff to attend to so he told me to pass on the message for him, and he never said he wanted you to leave forever walt. but, you need to stay away from that pinkman kid, you hear me? specifically not to be sought out fir, no messages, no calls, no human interaction even if it’s personal.”

“you’re not even giving me any reasons for fuck sakes!”

“this is for your own good walt, i advise you listen to me.”

“whatever, what ever! i can’t even begin with you, i swear to—“ my fists hit the table so hard i swore i broke my hands. “you, are not going to tell me what to do with my cook, now if you excuse me, i am going to continue what I was doing before YOU called me over here.” and that was it. i walked right out with no other words.