The Big Night

Tue, 10 Jan 2006 05:22:46 GMT

Title: The Big Night
Author: Me....Alexis....
Pairing: RPS, Jake/Heath
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Its the night of the premiere in Chicago and ~~strange things are afoot at the Circle K~~ Jake just can help himself. But neither can Heath, apparently.
Disclaimer: Since it is RPS, that means......not real.....in a way....? Well.....this is fake. So, there. SLASH
Dedications: Jacquelyn....because.

It was the big night. The premiere of Brokeback Mountain. Everyone was nervous. Especially Jake. Not only is this the premiere of what could be considered one of his greatest movies, but also because it would be the first time since the end of shooting he would be seeing Heath. Jake was head over heels for the guy. He hasn't stopped thinking about him. Day in and day out. All he thought about was all the time he spent with him on that mountain. Touching and kissing. Jake wished it would've been real. But no. Heath was with Michelle. Not only that, he had her pregnant. Jake was sorry out of luck. But that didn't mean Jake couldn't look good for the only guy he ever loved. Well, he's liked lots of guys, sure. But he's never loved them. Heath was more than other guys. He was almost perfect. He was beautiful, funny, sort of quiet, and the accent. Oh, the accent. Jake had a thing for guys with accents. It was so sexy to him. But only on guys. Jake was never really attracted to women. Not even when he was dating Kirsten. She was just for show. Until he felt comfortable telling the world about himself. People would ask him if he was gay or bi, but he would always play it off like it was nothing. He didn't know if he should be flattered or offended. He decided he would tell the everyone soon enough. As of right now the only person who knew about all of this was Jake's best friend, Deven. She used to date him until he figured out he was gay. He thought she'd hate him forever, but instead she accepted him. They moved into an apartment together and they've been best friends ever since. Jake tried dating guys before. He couldn't get what he wanted out of these relationships, though. He wanted to be able to walk around holding his boyfriend's hand and kiss his boyfriend in public. Not to stay inside and away from open windows. But since he could never get the guy he wanted, what's the point in coming out?

Jake pulled his favorite blue button down shirt out of his closet and held it up to his body.

Whaddaya think?" he asked Deven. She was sitting on Jake's bed eating popcorn and helping him pick out his clothes for the premeire. She shook her head.

"Go slutty." she said, throwing some more popcorn in her mouth.

"Deven!" Jake said, laughing. She laughed and nodded.

"I'm telling you, if you want Heath bad enough, you'll wear something that will make him drool. That's the only way to get his attention. Do you still have that shirt you wore when I first met you?"

"Are you joking?" Jake asked. Deven shook her head, getting up and walking into his closet. "This premiere is a big deal. I have to dress nice. I don't think a shirt that says 'I Go All the Way on the First Date' is going to cut it. Sorry." Deven walked out of the closet and handed him the shirt anyway. "Deven, I'm not wearing that. That statement is not true." he said, tossing the shirt on his bed.

"We both know its true." Deven said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Its no longer true." he said, sticking his tounge out at her. They laughed.

"I got it." Deven said, walking out of his room. She came back a minute later with a sweater in her hand. "Here." she said, handing it to him.

"This is your shirt. Girl clothes. I don't do that."

"Believe me. Gay or straight. You'll turn heads." He put it up to his chest and looked in the mirror. The sweater was light grey with random lines of light blue. "I like it. It looks pretty hardcore. It brings out your eyes."

"You think?" he asked, still looking at his reflection.

"Yeah, man. If you wear that, it shows you're more manly than guys who don't." she said, throwing popcorn at him. He laughed.

"Alright. I'll do it." he said, walking into the closet. "Should I wear tight jeans, too?" he asked. Deven nodded. "Alright, now you go get ready. You're going with me."

"Yes, ma'am." she said getting up and walking out of the room. Jake grabbed his tightest pair of jeans and walked out of his closet. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on his bed. Then he pulled on the sweater Deven gave him. It fit really nice. Not scratchy either. He pulled his pajama pants off and pulled his jeans on. It was hard to do. The jeans were tighter than he thought they would be. He grabbed a pair of white converse off of the floor and pulled them on too. He tied them and looked towards the doorway where Deven was standing. She had black shirt on with a huge rose bleached on the right side, black pants and a white studded belt strewn on her hips. "Hey, let me borrow your Adidas." she said, as she pulled a black fingerless glove onto her left hand. Jake laughed, walked to the closet, grabbed his old school Adidas and tossed them to her. Almost in one quick motion, she pulled the laces out of them and threw them at Jake.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jake asked picking up the laces from the floor.

"I want to be like Rev Run....?" Deven said. "Duh." She pulled the Adidas on and looked at Jake. "You look hot." she said. "Now, let's go get you a man."

Deven and Jake arrived at the premiere about twenty minutes later. Flashbulbs and screaming fans. Deven hated everything about premieres. She'd only been to three before. Two of which where her own. The other one, she snuck into. She wasn't going to be the only person in Chicago not seeing Get Rich or Die Tryin'. Jake parked the car and turned to Deven.

"You ready?" Deven asked. Jake nodded slowly. "Alright then. Let's go, cowboy." They stopped. "No pun intended." They laughed and climbed out of the car. Jake walked around the car and grabbed Deven's hand. "Still?" she asked.

"I'm just not ready." he said. She sighed. They walked up to the theatre and began their walk up the carpet. Left and right the cameras were going off. Faking smiles, trying to get through the line. Jake squeezed Deven's hand slightly as one of the local reporters called them over.

"Jake. Barry Costey, Chicago Sun Times. Who is this here with you?" he reporter said. Deven cursed under her breath. Two indie films. You think she would've gotten some street cred, huh?

"Uh, this is my girlfriend Deven Shadows." Jake said, pulling Deven closer to him.

"Deven Shadows." Costey repeated as he wrote something down on his notepad. He smiled to himself knowing that he just made her night. Deven's real name was Deven Morris, but her father walked out on her and her mother when she was nine. That left her to taking her mother's maiden name, Ross. Deven's mom hit Deven all the time. So, when she was fourteen, Deven emacipated herself and moved in with her cousin Joey. She met Jake three years later, and that's when they started dating. They always joked about how much fun it would be if her last name were something cool. Jake picked the coolest thing he could think of at the moment. He figured he did something good, because Deven squeezed his hand after he said it. Jake noticed that the crowd of people got considerably louder, so he turned around. It was Heath. And he looked great. He was wearing black pants with white pinstipes. His jacket matched and the shirt he had on underneath it was a white short sleeve t-shirt of some random skateboarding company. His hair was a little shorter than the last time Jake had seen him. Darker, too. He had some facial hair coming in. It accentuated his bone structure rather nicely, Jake noted. He was so distracted by Heath, that he didn't realize he was still in a conversation with Deven and the reporter.

"Honey." Deven called. Jake looked back towards Deven. She was smiling at him. "We're going to go inside right now." Deven said. He smiled and nodded towards the reporter as they started inside.

"He's here." Jake whispered to her. She nodded.

"I saw him. He looked really hot." she said. Jake elbowed her. "Don't worry, I'm not scamming on your man." she joked.

"Let's hang around here. So, we can talk to Heath." Jake suggested. Deven nodded, not even paying attention to what he was saying. She was focused on a guy across the room. Jake stared at Heath, doing an incredibly bad job of hiding that fact. Heath was walking directly towards the other two, smiling. Jake smiled back at him until he saw Michelle imerge from behind him, more pregnant than ever. Jake frowned a little, and grabbed Deven's hand again. She turned back to see what was going on.

"Oh, I gotcha." she said. Heath and Michelle walked right up to them, and said their hellos. "You look great, Michelle. I can't even tell you're pregnant." Deven said. Jake laughed, but then stopped. Deven always had a way of insulting people so they wouldn't know they were being insulted. Jake turned to Heath as Deven and Michelle continued their conversation.

"Heath, its great to see you again." Jake said. Heath smiled and pulled Jake into a hug.

"Its great to see you, too." Heath said, in his hard Australian voice. He rubbed Jake's back almost soothingly. "So, you and Deven, huh?" Heath asked as the hug ended. Jake didn't know weather or not to say yes. Thank goodness, Deven stepped in.

"Aw, no Heath. Still disappointed you didn't get me first?" Deven joked. Heath laughed.

"You know it, cutie." Heath said, grabbing Deven for a hug before messing up her hair. She pulled away and fixed it before continuing.

"I was just telling Michelle she's lucky she's knocked up. Because God knows who else would be after you." Deven said. They all laughed, only Jake and Deven knowing what she truly meant.

"Well, the premiere should be starting soon." Michelle said, grabbing Heath's hand. They all walked into the theatre and took their seats. Deven tried to get Heath and Jake next to eachother, but Michelle was so persistant, they ended up sitting Heath, Michelle, Jake, Deven. About halfway through the movie, Jake turned to Deven.

"This is awful." he whispered.

"No, its not. Its really hot actually. I mean, you guys are really going at it, huh?" she whispered back. He smacked her lightly on the cheek.

"Not the movie. I mean, this. The worst thing about it is, I'm getting really turned on by watching this."

"Just, go to the bathroom." Deven whispered. "I'm really into this." She focused her attention back on the movie, leaving Jake alone again. He decided that he should take her advice and just go to the bathroom. It would be easiest. He stood up and moved quickly out of the theatre. He found his way to the bathroom and made sure he was the only one in there. Then, he locked himself in one of the stalls. He leaned against the stall and closed his eyes. He sighed.

"I can't believe this is happening." he said to himself. He looked down to his crotch. Sure enough, he had a full on erection. "Come on. And on the night I decide to wear my tightest jeans." He unbuttoned his jeans and let out a sigh of relief. It felt great to let that baby get some air. The only problem was it was still hard and it was pretty painful. "I've never had it this bad before." he said out loud. He slid one hand into his boxers and wrapped his cold hands around his hardness. He inhaled sharply as he started to rub his fingers over his aching cock. He was about to push his jeans down further to get a better grasp, when he heard the door to the bathroom open. He stopped moving as the man who entered walked slowly down the long row of stalls. Jake watched the feet as they got closer, only to stop right in front of the stall Jake was in. A huge line of stalls and the guy had to pick the occupied one. The man shook the door slightly. "Uh, someone's in here." Jake said.

"I know." a familiar Austrailian accent said. Jake's eyes grew wide. He pulled his hands from out of his boxers and to the lock of the stall door. He took a deep breath and unlocked the door. He slowly pulled the door open. Jake was greeted with a very forward man, as Heath pushed his way into the stall with Jake, closing it and locking it behind him. He pinned Jake against the wall, both hands above his head.

"Heath, what are you--"

"Shhhh." Heath said. "I can't take it anymore."

"What are you talking about, Heath?" Jake asked as he watched Heath watch his lips form the words. Heath licked his bottom lip before talking again.

"I can't take you teasing me." Heath growled. When Jake tried to talk again, Heath cut him off. "You're parading around here in Deven's tight grey sweater. Your tight jeans. Shaking your ass around like its no big deal. While I'm here with a raging hard-on. Wishing your hands were on my body. And it doesn't help that I have to watch us together in that movie. Not being together here." Heath took one of Jake's hands and moved it down to Jake's own crotch. "What were you doing before I came in here?" he asked, backing away from Jake. Backing away meaning one step back until he hit the opposite side of the stall.

"Well...uh....I was, um, well..." Jake stuttered. Heath stepped back over to him and placed his hand back ontop of Jake's.

"I could give you a hand." Heath breathed in Jake's ear. Jake's breathing hitched. Jake started rubbing himself with the aid of Heath's hand. Jake moved his free hand to the side of Heath's face. Heath moved their hands away and attacked Jake's mouth with his own. Jake put his other hand on Heath's face too, but Heath put his hands on Jake's hips, gripping them tightly. Jake slid his tounge into Heath's mouth and rubbed it along Heath's teeth and the roof of his mouth. Heath moaned in Jake's mouth. Heath roughly shoved Jake back against the wall and looped his thumbs in the elastic of Jake's boxers, pulling them and his jeans down. Jake grabbed Heath's shoulders and pulled him back up and unbuckling his belt.

"How about I be the catcher?" Jake asked, undoing Heath's jeans and tugging at them. Heath laughed.

"Trying to ruin the moment?" Heath asked, moving his hand to Jake's fully erect cock. Jake's laugh turned into a gasp from the contact of Heath's cold hand on him. "You can take me, right?" Jake grinned impishly and bit his lip.

"I think I can." Jake said, pulling Heath's jeans and breifs down. "But what about lube?" Heath smiled his award winning smile and spit in his hands. Jake giggled as Heath rubbed his hands all over his erection.

"Turn around." Heath commanded. Jake, being a good little boy, turned his back to Heath and placed his hands on the wall. Heath reached one hand up to Jake's head and grabbed a handful of his hair. He roughly, yet gently so as not hurt him, pulled Jake's head back a little and kissed him sloppily, while he used his free hand to guide his penis inside Jake. Jake gasped inside Heath's mouth and quickly pulled away. Heath loved the feeling of Jake surrounding him.

"Oh, God. Heath, you're teasing me now." Jake choked out. Heath started moving in and out of Jake, slowly at first. But after Jake got comfortable Heath picked up the pace. Soon, both of them were drenched with sweat and panting. "Heath, you're so--uhh." Jake stopped his present thought and quickly moved to the new thought in his head. Whatever Heath did just now, Jake never wanted him to stop. Sadly he did. Jake was so caught up in what he was feeling that he didn't realize he screamed pretty loud.

"Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?" Heath said. For the first time in their whole escapade, Heath showed weakness. He was rubbing Jake's back. Jake shook his head but then nodded.

"Whatever you did, do it again." Heath nodded and repeated his previous action, eliciting a moan from Jake. Heath felt his high coming, so he reached around to Jake's cock and started pumping. After a few seconds, Heath's hand was in time with his thrusts. Heath knew what to do. He ran his thumb over the tip of Jake's penis.

"So close." Jake gasped. All Heath could do was nod. Almost like one Jake spilled over into Heath's hand and Heath released inside of Jake. They both moaned loudly and rode out their orgasms. Heath pulled out of Jake and turned him around, kissing him hungrily one last time. Without saying a word, they cleaned up and pulled their pants back on. They stood there a moment in the stall, looking at eachother. Then Jake opened the door to the stall and they walked out only to find Deven sitting on the counter where the sinks were. "So, how long have you been in here?" Jake asked nervously.

"Well, I came in at about 'turn around'. Ah, but Michelle wasn't so lucky. She came looking for you and ended up in here. Sadly." Deven said, jumping down from the counter. Jake's face went red and Heath laughed.

"Now, I have what I want." Heath said, taking Jake's hand. "And I got her off of my back." He threw his arm around Deven's shoulder and pulled both of them close as they walked out of the bathroom. Jake started towards the exit of the theatre. "Where are you going?" Heath asked.

"I'm taking you to my house." Jake said.

"What about the rest of the movie?" Deven asked. Jake smiled impishly again and pulled Heath closer to him.

"We can act that out anytime." Jake said kissing Heath's neck and giggling.

Thu, 23 Jun 2005 00:54:15 GMT

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