London Calling

Early light afternoon winds gently blew causing the the white curtains covering the open balcony doors to dance in the air. The wind continued into the dimly lit hotel room. While there were no lights on in the room, given that it was 3 in the afternoon in London, the sun, actually showing up, hung in the sky, casting a glow in the hotel room. The spacious room was homey mixed with elegance covered in shades of white, black and red. Said room was littered with food leftovers, half full open and empty bottles of various alcohols and random articles of clothing strewn about. All clear evidence of a party that had occurred in the room the night before, well night and today as none of the party goers went to bed until 4 in the morning. Only two members of the party were still in this room and they currently were both sleeping in the large, plush California king sized bed placed in the center of the room.

Light groans become to surface from the bed as one of the occupants finally began to feel the light of day hit his face. Short brown hair sticking up in all different directions, Alex raised his head up. Squinting, he surveyed the hotel room momentarily forgetting his whereabouts. Connecting the dots and his previous memories, he yawned and brought his hand up to rub his face, thankfully removing the remnants of dried drool that had stuck to his chin. Readjusting himself, Alex was now propped up on his elbow on the mattress, a grin slowly stretching across his face as he looked at the other person in the bed.

Black and red strands of hair were splayed against the pillowcase. The lightly haired chest was rising gently up and down along with his breathing. The covers were laying low on the Lebanese man’s hips, covering his naked lower half. Sun rays were lighting up half of the man’s body casting a shadow on the other side which was facing Alex, but it only accented his features and made the englishman smile wider.

Sacrificing part of his warm cocoon of comfort under the blanket, Alex leaned forward to bump noses with Jack. This was an act that was very common between the two of them and was done at pretty much any opportunity. Using the hand from the arm that was supporting himself, he ran his fingers through Jack’s hair attempting to both straighten it and messing it up further. Trailing down, he traced circles across his Jack’s chest tattoo. Deciding it wasn’t enough as the other man had hardly stirred, Alex leaned down pressing kisses to the tattoo as well as the nipple that just happen to be near it. As expected this made Jack start to awaken, his hands coming up to rub his eyes, then looked down in confusion at his chest. His confusion quickly vanished as he saw and heard Alex’s giggles from where he had now place his head on the Skellington tattoo. Jack felt his whole body come to life with just one look at the other man. Reaching forward, he wrapped both of his arms around Alex’s waist and pushed him back down onto the bed while the younger man leaned over him. Alex squeaked at the sudden motion but let himself be handled.He continued to giggle as Jack nuzzled his neck and left his own trail of kisses.

“Good morning.” Jack said in the neck of the man beneath him, morning voice still in full swing to Alex’s delight.

“Good morning to you too.” Alex replied, wrapping his arms around Jack’s neck coaxing him to pull back so they could be face to face. Once they were, they took a moment just to look at each other and appreciate this moment. It was a rarity to have such a time like this after everything that has happened. None of that mattered right now. Now it was just Jack and Alex, Alex and Jack. Two souls blending together into pure contentment, as if this hotel room was in another place, another time, another world, even a whole different planet. Everything outside of the two of them just stopped, and for once for the two career driven men, it was the most perfect sanctuary they could have asked for.

The couple finally stopped their thoughts of admiration to meet in the middle for a kiss. A kiss that regardless of mingling morning breath was the best thing to wake up to. Lips softly moved in sync expressing the sweetness the two held for one another. Parting moments later the two couldn’t help but laugh again. Laugh from pure joy and the lingering, unspoken thought of how they couldn't believe how lucky they were to be like this again. Alex was the first to speak after the fit of laughter.

“So how much of last night do you remember?”

“I don’t need to remember, snapchat does that for me.” Alex rolled his eyes.

“Not much then?”

“Not a damn clue.” Jack told him. “But,” he said with a smile, “I might not remember much of the night out, I do remember every single thing we did.”

“Well that’s not surprising you horndog.” Jack faked offense, gasping dramatically and placing a hand upon his heart.

“Alexander William Gaskarth how dare you call me such a thing! I’ll have you know I am not what you call a ‘horndog’. I only participate in the sweetest, most mind blowingly, passionate love making sessions.”

“That’s what you called the sloppy, drunk sex we had last night? Lovemaking?” Alex asked half sarcastic, half serious. Jack’s face took on a sheepish look.

“It’s always lovemaking when I’m with you because you’re the only one I love.”

Alex bit his lip to fight back the sarcastic comment on how what Jack just said could have come from the pen of Nicholas Sparks. Instead he smiled at the younger boy who looked almost scared of what Alex was going to say in response.

“You’re a dork.” Alex told him,lovingly. He gripped Jack by the chin and pulled him forward. “My dork.” The two began to make out again, this time more heated than the previous. Both were thankful for the fact that they were already naked as Jack was nipping at Alex’s chest leaving an array of tiny marks that he knew would disappear overnight before any of their band mates or crew members, or perhaps a certain female, saw them and asked questions. Jack’s hand had just gripped the base of older man’s cock when his phone began to vibrate rapidly on the side tabling, signalling someone was calling. Jack sighed and went to reached for the phone when Alex grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t you dare answer that phone! Not right now!” Jack’s eyes widened at what Alex said but he also wasn’t very surprised. His baby boy was very needy in bed and was not one to take no for an answer when he wanted to get off. Jack had one hand reach for the phone while his other tightly wrapped around Alex’s cock, making said man gasp in approval. “It was Rian. You know that he will keep calling until he talks to us and then he will leave us alone. I’m going to call him back and it will only take a minute, okay? Will you be good for just one minute baby boy?”

Alex just shifted to cross his arms, huffing in reply. Jack raised an eyebrow and pressed his thumb roughly across the head of Alex’s dick, putting the most pressure on his slit.

“I asked you a question. Will you be good, Alexander?” Still no reply, Jack pressed harder.

“God!” Alex gasped, reaching down to twist his fingers in the bed sheets. “Yes, fuck. Yes, I’ll be good while you call Dawson. Just don’t take that long.” He whimpered the last part partially due to Jack’s actions as well as not wanting to be scolded again for asking for something while he was meant to be good.

Happy that Alex complied, Jack called back Rian. The drummer barely let the first ring get through before he answered, speaking just as quickly.

“Hey Jack, I’m glad you called back so soon. Look, I know this is a special time for you and Alex to uh, get reacquainted, but with the awards tonight I just wanted to tell you a few things Brian told me.”

“Okay, go ahead.” Jack told him. Looking down he saw Alex was already getting frustrated and decided that while he was being good, he couldn’t help but tease him. Jack glanced around the room, thankfully spotting what he wanted then quickly carried out his actions. Before Alex could even question what he was doing, Jack had put the phone on speaker placing it back on the side table then grabbed the lube. Getting the amount he wanted in the palm of his hand, he saw Alex’s questioning eyes follow him as Rian’s voice went on in the background. The second Jack brought his hand down the older man knew what he was doing but couldn’t say anything for the pleasure had already taken him.

Jack’s hand went dreadfully slow up and down Alex’s cock, only tightening slightly around the head before going back down. Alex’s hips bucked up, silently begging for more, faster, harder, anything but this. Jack responded but starting to increase his speed but didn’t forget about the voice in the room.

“Yeah Rian, you said meet in the lobby at 5 right?”

“What? No I said be there by-”

“Ah, fu-” Jack brought his hand down on Alex’s mouth. Alex couldn’t help it, Jack had finally gotten over teasing him and began to pump his cock faster and tighter, making the perfect cylinder of heat around him.

“Jack what was that?”

“Oh you know just Alex stubbing his toe on the bed trying to pull his pants on.”Jack replied calmly as if he wasn’t giving his boyfriend the best hand job he’s ever had since, well his first one really. They are 28, how often do they still give hand jobs to each other, I mean really. Regardless Jack knew how to push him and Alex was just happy to get off but hating having to be quiet. That wasn’t his thing.

“Uh huh, yeah that’s exactly why I’m trying to make this quick so you guys can get back to, all that. Just one more thing I promise.”

Alex’s agitated groan was muffled by Jack’s hand which was still keeping his mouth shut. Unbeknownst to Alex, Jack had a goal. Before Rian hung up he was going to make the man underneath him cum. Given what Rian had just said, Jack made his move on Alex’s cock as fast as he possible could. He bent over to Alex’s ear, whispering quietly.

“I’m going to let go of your mouth, but not a word, got it?”

“Ye-” Alex quickly bit his lip and nodded instead. He would do anything at the this point to have Jack let him cum, this was taking too long.

Jack stayed bent over, taking Alex’s earlobe into his mouth and tugging on it with his teeth before grazing down his neck to have his tongue trace patterns across his skull tattoo. His newly freed hand went down with his other one, choosing a new territory and playing with Alex’s balls.He rolled them between his fingers as his hand pumped even faster, Alex’s high pitched breathing through his teeth a good sign that he was about to cum.

“...and that’s it. Alright like I said, I’ll be at the gym with Brian and Zack and then we will probably go find food or something else before the show and leave you guys be until then.”

A pause, Jack knew Rian was waiting for a response but he couldn’t focus on that. Alex was doing everything he could not to moan out loud, failing slightly as tiny squeaks and grunts fell from his lips before he would tighten his mouth again. His back kept arching up and down off the bed and with how tight his hands were in the sheets, Jack was mentally counting down the seconds until the older man came.

“Jack are you there?”

10

9

“Jack are you there?”

7

6

“Dude, please tell me you got that. I don’t want to repeat it again.”

4

3

“Jack, are you okay?”

“Oh god yes!!” Alex screamed out as he finally released, his cum painting his and Jack’s lower abdomen as well as Jack’s fingers. Alex’s body collapsed against the bed trying to get his breathing back to normal while Jack removed his now partially sticky body from his partner to grab the phone with his least messy hand.

“It’s all good, Ri. Alex and I will see you guys later.” Jack was met with silence on the other line but knew the other man hadn't hung up. “Ri?”

“Whhhhhhy?” Rian groaned in exasperation. “As if I don’t already hear you two enough you had to do it when I was on the phone? Really?”

Jack couldn’t help but laugh at Rian’s tone and words. “I mean if you really want to know more the hand I’m using to hold the phone is covered in Alex’s-

“If your asses are late, it’s not my fault.” Rian said quickly and ended the call.

Jack laughed more, happy that his little idea worked. He set his phone back down on the side table before reaching down using some random article of clothing to wipe away the quickly drying cum. Once he was done he looked over to see Alex making grabby hands towards him like a child asking to be picked up. Smiling, Jack happily complied and scooped up Alex in his arms becoming his big spoon. Kissing the top of his head, Jack closed his eye relishing in the aftermath not even caring if he didn’t get off because he knew there was time for that later.

“I love you.” Jack spoke into the mop of brown hair beneath him.

Alex’s fingers trailed up and down Jack’s arm that was wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly. “I love you.” He replied.

Silence fell over the couple for a few minutes before Alex spoke up.

“Wait, so what time do we need to be there?”

Jack propped himself up to look down at the other man, giving him an incredulous look. “Really?”

“Do you want to have disappointed fans Jack Bassam Barakat?”

Jack sighed dejectedly and hung his head. Sitting all the way up while Alex snuggled back down into the blankets, Jack reached for his phone once more. Going into his recent calls he waited.

“Hey, um, so Rian about all the stuff you just said…”

“Oh my god, Jack.”