Heaven Sent. (Behind The Scenes Book 1)

by Heather Mar-Gerrison

  I nodded and whimpered some sort of reply that was supposed to be a ‘hell yeah!’ but came out more of a “hmmmpphh.”

  Gerard didn’t seem to mind my total lack of coolness, however. He just settled himself down between my legs, and I watched in helpless fascination as he enveloped my cock in his fabulous mouth and sucked. Holy fucking shit. I’d never felt anything like it in my life before. His mouth was so hot and wet and he was applying just about the perfect amount of suction. Fuck. It made me feel like I was going to come, almost immediately.

  Nudging my knees a little further apart as he got himself into a more comfortable position, he had one hand at the base of my cock and started to stroke his free hand up and down my leg as he got into a bit of a rhythm with the sucking. I leaned back against the pillows and sighed in ecstasy as I watched him absolutely devour me.

  “Oh, my God, Jay,” he breathed, “You’re so fucking beautiful and you taste amazing – I knew you would.” He wrapped his fingers around my hardness and started pumping me as his tongue went to work around the head of my cock, dipping into the slit and making me gasp.

  He pulled away slightly and looked up at me, his cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen with passion. He looked utterly delicious. I dropped my gaze back to my cock. I was oozing pre-come and it was beginning to run down towards his hand. He smiled up at me lazily and then darting his tongue back out, he licked all the way back up my length before closing his lips around me again, sucking me deeply into his mouth as if he’d been sucking me for years instead of this being our very first time together. I wondered vaguely if he’d ever done this before with another guy. But he’d said he hadn’t, so…

  He sucked and licked me for what seemed like ages before he finally pulled off me with a bit of a messy slurp. Wiping his chin on the back of his hand he smiled up at me, “Mind if I kiss you again?”

  I shook my head. Mind? I fucking loved kissing him. He grinned as he crawled up my body, grazing my sensitive cock with his jeans as he went.

  He started to kiss me and I forgot all about the discomfort of his jeans as I got lost in the sensation overload of his tongue against mine, tasting myself on his mouth and feeling as if we were becoming one.

  “Do you want some more?” He murmured.

  I nodded, “Fuck, yeah,” I groaned, “I want everything.”

  He grinned and nodded, “Me too,” he said, “Let’s get your tee shirt off. I’m curious about your nipples.”

  I giggled nervously, “My nipples?” I asked. What the hell was so fascinating about my nipples? I’d always been a little embarrassed by them being so prominent. I was a guy – therefore, they should be flat and inconspicuous and yet they were so damned noticeable… “Why?”

  He licked his lips, “I noticed that they were kind of hard when we were doing to take yesterday. I want to see if you like something.”

  I shrugged and nodded, “Okay, sure.” I agreed.

  I wasn’t prepared for the tingling feeling that went right through my body as he took first one and then the other into his mouth and sucked on them. Fuck! It was almost like there was a direct connection from my nipples to my cock. Seriously, I had no idea nipples were an erogenous zone for men. Women, sure – men? It had never occurred to me.

  I was totally loving the sensation to start with but then it all got too much for me. “Oh, God, Gerard – that’s just too much,” I gasped, grabbing his head and pushing it away, “You’ve really gotta stop.”

  He nodded, “Okay, baby.” He murmured, “I never want to hurt you.” He crawled up the bed and lowered his body over mine and fastened his lips over mine again, pulling me up to him so my very erect nipples were rubbing against his chest. I’d have to explore his nipples sometime – see if they were as sensitive as mine… “This is perfect.” He murmured, “This is all I want – just you and me.”

  My throat tightened. How the hell could we be in a relationship with each other? The odds were totally stacked against us. He lived in London. I was in New York… “Me too.” I managed to whisper back, “And I really want to feel your cock against mine – without the layers if you know what I mean?”

  He grinned and nodded, “Sure do.” He said, “Let’s get you out of the rest of your clothes and I’ll get mine off too.”

  He slid off the bed and started to discard his clothes, throwing them all over the place. Climbing back into bed, he pulled me into his arms and wrapped me up in a massive hug. It made me feel really safe – and really loved…

  I reached my hand down between us and took hold of his cock. Just like the rest of him, it was big. Deliciously long and thick, I couldn’t wait to get it in my mouth. Wrapping my fingers around the base, I started to give him long strokes. His pre-come dribbled onto my fingers, acting as a natural lubricant, I carried on working him, making him all slippery and feeling absolutely divine. ‘What do you want to do next?” I asked, looking up at him from under my eyelashes.

  He grinned back at me, “Well, I’d be happy to suck you again – I’d really like to make you come that way,” he said, “but what you’re doing with your hand right now feels so good…”

  “Would you like me to make us both come like this?” I knew I’d enjoy it – and I was sure it would feel really good coming together like this.

  “I think you might make me come just from doing that, yeah.” He said.

  I shrugged, “That would be a damned shame, though.” I said, “Because I’d really love to taste you too.”

  I felt total elation watching his jaw drop when he realised I was going to suck his cock. I lowered my face down until my lips were hovering over his beautiful, thick cock. “Shall I suck you?” I asked, looking back up at him.

  He nodded, looking completely dazed. His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were glazed.

  I smiled and then, knowing he’d be expecting me to suck his cock, I went lower and took one of his balls into my mouth instead.

  He gasped in shock at the new sensation. Oh, yeah – Gina never did this for him… “Fuck, Jay!” He gasped, “Where the hell did you learn that?”

  I shrugged and swapped to his other one. The truth was that I hadn’t, this was as new to me as it was to him. I was just going with the flow and my instincts. Getting into it, I shuffled down the bed and nestled myself between his legs; pushing them wide, I licked down towards his hole where I fluttered my tongue across his opening before making my way back up and teasing his balls again. He was squirming beneath me and the little moany gasps coming from him was telling me that he was really enjoying himself. Finally, I sucked his cock deep down into my mouth and then I looked up at him as I went to work on licking up and down his shaft.

  “Oh, my God.” He panted, “You’re incredible.”

  Yes, I was. I felt incredible. I felt as if I could do anything when he looked at me the way he was looking at me now. I started to work my way down his body again, covering him with open-mouthed kisses, like he’d given me earlier. I knew what I was going to do, and I knew he’d never go back from this…

  I’d never rimmed anyone before in my life and even while I was fantasising about it, I’d been afraid of it tasting disgusting or something – but now that I was here, naked and exposed and vulnerable with him, I wasn’t in the slightest bit bothered about Gerard tasting bad. Fuck, he tasted amazing and I was sure he’d taste pretty much the same all over – absolutely delicious.

  I fluttered my tongue close to his hole again and I was rewarded with a deep groan as his fingers threading through my curls, which I absolutely loved.

  I licked around his hole, making him wetter and slicker. I’d seen this done on numerous clips online and I knew the mechanics of what I was doing. I’d just never experienced it before. Should I try pushing my tongue in a little? Fuck it. Why not? I pushed my tongue into him. “Oh, my God, Jay,” he moaned, squirming around on the bed, “I’m gonna come all over you if you keep that up.”

  I pulled away from him slightly and looked at
him. He had his eyes closed, his body was deliciously relaxed, his legs wide open. My eyes drifted up his body. His cock was rigid and resting against his belly. I little pool of pre-come was gathering just below his belly button. My mouth watered, I wanted to lick that right up. His balls looked dark and heavy and his hole was glistening and flexing with anticipation. He’d never looked more beautiful.

  “How do you do that?” he groaned, his eyes glazed, “Who else has been treated to that?”

  I smiled back at him as I leaned up on my elbow, “Was it good, baby?” I asked, avoiding the question. I didn’t want him thinking I did this with every guy I met because I didn’t – I’d never done anything like this with anyone before.

  He nodded, “Good? It was incredible,” he breathed. He bit his lip and looked at me, “fancy doing it to me again?” He asked, looking adorably bashful.

  I grinned at him. Did I? Hell, yeah – it was such a turn-on, of course I wanted to do it again... and so much more too, “Where do you keep your lube?” I whispered.

  He raised his eyebrows at me, “Lube?” He asked, “I’ve never used lube in my life.”

  I frowned. Fuck. Of course he hadn’t because until he met me, he wasn’t gay. There was no way we were going to be doing anything more than sucking each other without the stuff. I wasn’t a big fan of pain and suffering. “Well, it’s gonna be kind of difficult to do anything else without it.”

  He bit his lip again, “Have you got any with you?”

  I shook my head, “I really didn’t expect to need any.” I said truthfully. There was no way on this earth I could have imagined this happening between us.

  “What about spit?” he asked, “I feel really wet…”

  I nodded, “Some guys just use spit – but they’re kind of used to it. I don’t think the guys on the gay forums are joking when I say it’s painful to begin with.”

  Gerard nodded, “I get it.” He said, “We don’t have to go that far. We can do other stuff.”

  I smiled, “We sure can.” I said.

  Chapter 10 – Just can’t get enough…

  Gerard

  “I really want to kiss you again,” I whispered gazing into Jason’s beautiful blue eyes, “and I want to suck you again. I feel like I just can’t get enough of you, Jason.” It was true. I didn’t know how the hell I was going to be able to leave him at the end of filming. He made me feel so damned happy. Happier than I’d ever felt in my life. I thought I knew why, too. I think I was finally in love. Really in love.

  He grinned up at me, “I really want you to kiss me again too.” he breathed, “and I want you to suck me and I want to suck you too...”

  I groaned at his utter sexiness, “Let’s do it then.” I said, “Let me suck you.”

  He smiled at me. With a cheeky glint in his eye, he crawled up my body and straddled my chest. His eyes never left mine until his cock started bobbing around in front of my face – that was very distracting, “Fuck,” I murmured, “I love your cock.” It wasn’t quite as big as mine – but Christ, I was twice the size of him all over. It didn’t make his cock any less desirable though.

  He nodded, gazing down at me with his mouth slightly open, and looking totally blissed out with life, “Is this okay?” He asked, rubbing himself along my bottom lip.

  Oh, holy hell, was it okay? It was fucking incredible! I nodded, “Absolutely amazing,” I murmured, before I opened my mouth and took the tip of him into my mouth. Reaching around him, I pulled him deeply into my mouth, making him gasp.

  “Ohhh, my God.” He breathed, “You are incredible.”

  I chuckled, “Oh, yeah,” I said, pulling off him with a wet slurp, “I’m the man.”

  He laughed. I gazed up at his beautiful face. God, sex with him was so good. He was so playful... So beautiful... so mine… Only he wasn’t mine at all really. He belonged to Kelly – and I belong to Gina, I thought guiltily.

  He pulled away from me and slid his way back down my body until we were face to face and our cocks were perfectly aligned together. He smiled and then pressed his mouth against mine. The warmth of his lips against mine sent shock waves through my body and were very effective at erasing all thoughts of Gina and Kelly from my mind.

  I leaned in and captured his lips with mine again. He was so damned sweet – and so sexy.

  He slid his hand down between us and wrapped it around both of us, “Want me to?” he asked.

  I knew what he was asking. He was asking if I wanted him to make us come together. I wanted nothing more. I nodded, “Oh, God, Jay.” I groaned, “You’re everything.”

  He leaned in and kissed me again, licking into my mouth and driving me crazy with his clever tongue, whilst working us together with his equally talented hand. “I’m gonna come.” I gasped, “Oh, God.”

  His breathing was just as erratic as mine and as my cock erupted, he cried out with his own orgasm. Both of us were covered in come. “I’d better go and find something to clean us up with.” I murmured.

  “In a minute,” Jason breathed, “Let’s just cuddle for a minute and then we can get cleaned up.”

  Well, that was fine with me. There was no way on this earth Gina would want to cuddle if I’d just covered her in spunk, but with Jason everything was different. I could lie here in this bed for days covered in our mingled bodily fluids and never want to move away from him. Maybe that was gross, but right in that moment, it just felt perfect.

  *

  I was awake far earlier than Jason, which was wonderful as I could watch him sleep. He was so utterly beautiful, it made me never to want to sleep again, just so I could stay awake to watch him sleep. I was actually vaguely jealous of vampires… Not that they were real, but still…

  It was, however, also nerve wracking, as I went over every scenario possible once he woke up. Would he think it had been the amazing experience that I did, or would he be horrified by what we’d done?

  Finally, he came to. I watched him as realisation hit him from the night before. “Morning.” I said softly from the seating area of my room.

  He sat bolt upright and looked straight at me, “Oh! Uh, hi,” he managed.

  I jumped even though I’d watch his eyelids flickering as he came to consciousness, “Um, I uh – it’s not going to be awkward between us now, is it?” Please don’t let it be awkward. Please…

  He shook his head “God, no.” he said, sitting up and running his hand through his beautiful hair, “Not for me.”

  I nodded, “Good.” I said, smiling with relief, “Me either.”

  He smiled, “I had the best time last night.” He said, “I feel a little gross this morning though,” he touched his stomach where our dried come was still evident – we’d obviously fallen asleep in each other’s arms before we managed to get out of bed to clean up, “do you fancy taking a shower with me?”

  I nodded, “That sounds amazing,” I breathed. I really couldn’t get enough of being with him. I was beginning to worry about the end of filming – and the end of our relationship. He’d be heading to New York – and I’d have to go back to London. We’d be so far away from one another. Would he want to go for a long-distance relationship with me? Would he be willing to relocate elsewhere? Would he be up for me relocating to be with him? Was I getting way ahead of myself?

  I’d been asked to move to LA on a number of occasions and I knew it made sense to be where the work was – but I didn’t like the idea of leaving my brother. I loved him and I wanted to be able to see him whenever the fancy took me.

  But I couldn’t deny that things were changing all of the time at home in my absence and he was becoming more independent these days. He had the most amazing physiotherapist and a fantastic girlfriend who was dedicated to him and wanted him to be the best version of himself that he could be and I had no doubt he’d make a great professor in his field one of these fine days. Hell, he was ten times as clever as I was. I’d never even finished uni – I’d been offered the lead in a movie and I’d gone for it rath
er than finish my exams. Not that I was complaining – it had totally been the best decision I’d ever made from a financial point of view. That one role had made me the millionaire I still was today.

  It had paid for Troy’s education and had paid off all of my student debts too.

  Chapter 11 – Breakfast news…

  Jason

  I wasn’t sure that Gerard would really want to shower with me – would he think that I was invading his personal space? I had no clue. I just knew that I wanted to share everything with him – and that included showering and washing each other…

  His grin, however, told me that he was totally on board with my idea. “That sounds amazing.” He said, jumping out of bed and coming around to where I was standing and gathering me into a massive bear hug. Fuck. It never ceased to amaze me just how huge he was. He towered above me – and I fucking loved it.

  “Come on,” he said, “Let’s get in there before anyone else beats us to it and uses up all the hot water.”

  I chuckled as he dragged me along the landing to the bathroom. It was weird that we were all staying in the house we were filming in – but in a kind of nice way. It felt very intimate…

  “May I wash your hair for you?” Gerard asked in his perfect accent.”

  I smiled up at him and nodded, “Of course.” I said, “I won’t offer to wash yours though, unless you sit down – I’ll never be able to reach.” I grinned as I said it.

  Gerard snorted, “I’m not that big.”

  I raised my eyebrows, “Believe me,” I said, “You really are.”

  We got dressed and went down to breakfast. Jack was sat at the kitchen counter, “Hey guys.” He said, “We’ve been officially invited to the Oscars – well, obviously, since we’re up for four awards.”