The Yard
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Category:
Individual Celebrities › Gerard Butler
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,052
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know Gerard Butler. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Yard
DISCLAIMER:
Title: The Yard.
Author:Larissa
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
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You come home from work to find Gerry in the backyard siting on one of your garden chairs talking on the phone.
You walk over to him and he looks at you and blows you a kiss as he continues to talk to whom you soon find out to be Nicole, his new assistant.
Your eyes wonder up and down his body... Hmmmm, he is so hot today.... You think as you analyse his hard chest through his tight and half opened white shirt. You feel your own body respond to that and your need for him start to build.
As Gerry continues his chatter you know he won't be out of the phone so soon, so you decide to take matter in your hands... literally.
You get down on your knees between his legs placing your hands over his thighs.
He watches open mouthed, an unbelieving look on his face when you reach for his belt and open his jeans.
He takes one of your hands in his and nods "no". You just smile and proceed your work, caressing him through his pants.
He tries to take your hands again, but since he's got one hand busy with the phone, his attempts to stop you are in vain.
You finally pull him out of his pants and flick your tongue over the head of his half hardening cock.
You hear him moan loudly and then say "No, nothing. I'm in the kitchen and I just cut my hand." He has a murderous look on his face.
You laugh at how lame his story is.
You see him close his eyes nodding and agreeing with Nicole as she continues to list a rosary of tasks and appointments he has for the next day.
You wrap your fingers around him and start to move your hand up and down his length.
His eyes dart your way and he places one hand over the phone receiver.
"Baby, please don't do that..." his pleading is interrupted by another moan when you place his head again inside your mouth and suck on it at the same time you increase your hand's pace on his cock.
He closes his eyes and throws his head back.
"Yes... I'm still... here, Nicole..." you hear him manage to say.
You move one hand to squeeze his balls and trail your tongue down his length, placing your lips where your hand was and nibbling his sack lightly.
He hisses, and turns on the chair, biting his lip to keep from moaning again.
You slip your hand under his shirt and move it further to caress his flat nipple.
"Nicole, sorry, I have to go... I'm not feeling very well." he says trying to finish the talk.
"If you hang up, I'll stop..." you say looking in his eyes.
He looks desperately at you as if you were placing a death sentence on him.
When he realizes you're serious he quickly calls Nicole, who was ready to hang up.
"Uh... I just remembered, I need you to do something..."
You wrap both hands around him.
"What is it?... Hmmm... it's... ah ...uh..." he closes his eyes and rests back against the chair.
You place your lips around him and pull him as deep as you can down your throat.
"You need to... ah... go take those pictures..." he tries his best to keep his breathing under control.
You tighten your grip around him, your head bobbing up and down as your lips embrace all of him.
"Those that I took a few weeks ago... the guy called and... oh God..."
He takes the phone from his ear and growls. His orgasm is near.
You keep your moves on him, going faster and faster.
"No, no I'm fine." he looks down at you with pleading eyes.
You take your mouth from him from a second and nod your head "yes".
"Sorry Nicole, I'm gonna have to call you back." he shuts the phone and throws it on the grass, quickly burring his fingers in your hair and puling your face down on him.
"Oh, my fucking God!" he screams and you feel his hot seed flow down your throat.
You lick him clean and look up to find his big green eyes looking down at you.
"You could have gotten me in trouble, did you know that?!" he says trying to be as serious as he could.
"Gerry, you forget she knows you... which means she is very well aware that this things can happen." you say putting him inside his pants again and moving to sit on his lap.
"Wanna go inside and finish this?" you ask tracing one finger down his chest.
"I have to call her back..." he says pushing you off of his lap. You pout and he laughs.
"I love you... Go ahead and wait for me. I have to make up an excuse if I ever want to have the courage look at her face again." he says.
You walk inside the house and go to the room get ready for him.
THE END
Title: The Yard.
Author:Larissa
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
*********************************************
You come home from work to find Gerry in the backyard siting on one of your garden chairs talking on the phone.
You walk over to him and he looks at you and blows you a kiss as he continues to talk to whom you soon find out to be Nicole, his new assistant.
Your eyes wonder up and down his body... Hmmmm, he is so hot today.... You think as you analyse his hard chest through his tight and half opened white shirt. You feel your own body respond to that and your need for him start to build.
As Gerry continues his chatter you know he won't be out of the phone so soon, so you decide to take matter in your hands... literally.
You get down on your knees between his legs placing your hands over his thighs.
He watches open mouthed, an unbelieving look on his face when you reach for his belt and open his jeans.
He takes one of your hands in his and nods "no". You just smile and proceed your work, caressing him through his pants.
He tries to take your hands again, but since he's got one hand busy with the phone, his attempts to stop you are in vain.
You finally pull him out of his pants and flick your tongue over the head of his half hardening cock.
You hear him moan loudly and then say "No, nothing. I'm in the kitchen and I just cut my hand." He has a murderous look on his face.
You laugh at how lame his story is.
You see him close his eyes nodding and agreeing with Nicole as she continues to list a rosary of tasks and appointments he has for the next day.
You wrap your fingers around him and start to move your hand up and down his length.
His eyes dart your way and he places one hand over the phone receiver.
"Baby, please don't do that..." his pleading is interrupted by another moan when you place his head again inside your mouth and suck on it at the same time you increase your hand's pace on his cock.
He closes his eyes and throws his head back.
"Yes... I'm still... here, Nicole..." you hear him manage to say.
You move one hand to squeeze his balls and trail your tongue down his length, placing your lips where your hand was and nibbling his sack lightly.
He hisses, and turns on the chair, biting his lip to keep from moaning again.
You slip your hand under his shirt and move it further to caress his flat nipple.
"Nicole, sorry, I have to go... I'm not feeling very well." he says trying to finish the talk.
"If you hang up, I'll stop..." you say looking in his eyes.
He looks desperately at you as if you were placing a death sentence on him.
When he realizes you're serious he quickly calls Nicole, who was ready to hang up.
"Uh... I just remembered, I need you to do something..."
You wrap both hands around him.
"What is it?... Hmmm... it's... ah ...uh..." he closes his eyes and rests back against the chair.
You place your lips around him and pull him as deep as you can down your throat.
"You need to... ah... go take those pictures..." he tries his best to keep his breathing under control.
You tighten your grip around him, your head bobbing up and down as your lips embrace all of him.
"Those that I took a few weeks ago... the guy called and... oh God..."
He takes the phone from his ear and growls. His orgasm is near.
You keep your moves on him, going faster and faster.
"No, no I'm fine." he looks down at you with pleading eyes.
You take your mouth from him from a second and nod your head "yes".
"Sorry Nicole, I'm gonna have to call you back." he shuts the phone and throws it on the grass, quickly burring his fingers in your hair and puling your face down on him.
"Oh, my fucking God!" he screams and you feel his hot seed flow down your throat.
You lick him clean and look up to find his big green eyes looking down at you.
"You could have gotten me in trouble, did you know that?!" he says trying to be as serious as he could.
"Gerry, you forget she knows you... which means she is very well aware that this things can happen." you say putting him inside his pants again and moving to sit on his lap.
"Wanna go inside and finish this?" you ask tracing one finger down his chest.
"I have to call her back..." he says pushing you off of his lap. You pout and he laughs.
"I love you... Go ahead and wait for me. I have to make up an excuse if I ever want to have the courage look at her face again." he says.
You walk inside the house and go to the room get ready for him.
THE END