Fic: Who's On Top Next?
Title:Who’s On Top Next?
Follow-up to "Who’s On Top" here, which is a follow up to "Those Lips" here
characters/pairing: Kris/Adam
Author: krissypoo21
Type: AI8 tour; fluff & porn
Word Count: 3000
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Infidelity
disclaimer: Not real.
Beta: This is unbeta’d porn, which I rarely do, but time demands it. Yikes! All mistakes my own, and hopefully they aren’t many.
Extra flail:I have achieved a bucket-list item! I've always wanted to write Kris peeing. I've finally managed it, and I refuse to apologize, lol.
Summary: A kiss in the lift has led to advances in the bus, and now first-time sex.
Kris threw his bags into room 212 and prepared to run back out the door, extra key-card in his hot little hand.
Then he stopped right in the doorway.
He began to play with the ring on his left hand and took a moment to think. Not that his dick wanted him thinking right now. It would be a short think.
These recent days had been torture and Kris knew why. He was no good at ambiguity. He was a commitment kind of guy and these months of uncertainty had shaken him to the core. He had fallen deeply in love with Adam and he knew it. There was no more denying the truth he had always known about himself.
It was tearing him up, living with a vow to one person and a growing love for another. This couldn't continue. No matter how long it took to straighten out the legalities and the career issues, Kris had to make the emotional choice now.
He could live with a divided heart no longer.
Stepping purposefully back into his hotel room, Kris slipped the bulky silver ring from his finger and dropped it on the nightstand. Removing the ring would only be symbolic for now, but there would be a day when it came off for good. When he made his mind up about something, it was a done deal.
Kris felt the smoothness on his finger where the ring had been and smiled. He felt light and free. By the time he stopped to slip the key card into Adam’s room door, he was practically skipping.
***
Adam’s hand trembled as he leaned Kris up against the wall and unbuttoned his plaid shirt. “God, baby, I can’t believe I have you here, in my arms.”
Adam felt Kris nuzzle up under his chin and press warm lips against his throat. It felt so right that Adam had to keep telling himself it couldn’t be wrong. The marriage wouldn’t have lasted anyway if Kris was really gay, would it?
He slipped Kris’s shirt off his shoulders and touched Kris’s bare skin and well-defined chest. He traced Kris’s forearm muscles with his fingers and heard Kris sigh at his caress.
“Believe, Adam. Believe it’s not just this moment.” Kris leaned up to find Adam’s lips. Adam took that plump lower lip into his mouth to suck on it. Kris opened for Adam and his hands began to roam over Adam’s body as they kissed.
They parted to look into each other’s eyes and Adam felt the need for reassurance. He was certain Kris didn’t have a clue about the troubles that lay ahead.
Taking Kris’s face into his hands, Adam spoke gently. “Baby, you don’t need to promise me anything beyond these next hours. You’re not just an average guy, you’re an American Idol winner. You’re adding an unbelievable complication to your life. To mine, too, frankly.”
Kris leaned up to snatch another kiss, then placed a hand over Adam’s heart. “I think love is worth the complications, don’t you?”
Adam smiled. Kris was so naive, but that was part of what was so endearing about him. “Yes, baby. Love is worth everything.”
Adam watched as Kris went to work unbuttoning his shirt now, making sure to graze Adam’s chest with every movement and grinning mischievously “Then let’s make some love.”
***
God. Adam was freakin’ amazing and they had only just begun.
Kris leaned up to watch, then dropped his head back down on the pillow. Watching was too much. He didn’t want to come too quickly but it would trigger him for sure, seeing Adam taking his swollen cock into his mouth, eyes closed and moaning. God.
This blow job was like an unexpected bonus prize or something. They had agreed to bring each other off by hand first, just to take the edge off. Kris had been enthralled with Adam’s cock - the feel of another man’s dick in his hand, the sheer size of Adam, the amazing sounds Adam made when he was touched. He had watched Adam’s body stiffen and writhe as he came all over himself with a shout, then seen Adam get unbelievably turned on by Kris’s curiosity as he licked some of Adam’s stray come off his fingers.
That’s when Adam practically attacked Kris’s dick with that amazingly talented mouth of his, no more explanation than, “God, you look good enough to eat.”
Kris had never felt anything like it.
Every nerve ending in his body was on fire, like his entire nervous system was controlled by his dick instead of his brain. Even the sounds that Adam made were sending him over the edge, all sloppy-wet sucking and moans and the occasional, “Fuck, you’re good, you’re so hot” when Adam paused for air.
Kris felt Adam’s tongue slide downward, over his balls, down further, just around the rim of his sensitive asshole as Adam got him thoroughly wet there.
Then Adam slipped a finger inside and pressed all the way in to that magic spot Kris had heard about.
That was all it took. He couldn’t even warn Adam as he came and came, convulsions ripping through his body, legs kicking out and toes clenched.
As the waves subsided, Kris felt that strong-yet-soft body stretch out across him and claim his mouth, deep and sure. He faintly realized his own come was all over that mouth and his only thought was that’s hot as fuck, before he momentarily blacked out under Adam’s diligent ministrations.
***
“Kris, baby. You okay?” Adam whispered into Kris’s ear, then tugged gently at Kris’s earlobe with his teeth.
He sensed Kris stirring beside him, then strong hands were reaching to pull him close. “God, yes, Adam. I’ll be even better when you kiss me some more.”
Adam was happy to comply with the request, kissing Kris tenderly and exulting in the words of endearment Kris uttered between kisses. It was still hard to believe this was real. Adam was simultaneously wanting more and yet afraid to take it further. He didn’t want to do anything to hurt this precious man in his arms.
But Kris wasn’t afraid. It didn’t take many passionate kisses for Kris’s words to go from, “Adam, I love you so much,” and “Adam, you’re so gorgeous,” to “Damn, Adam, fuck me already.”
Adam chuckled. “Patience, baby, patience. The first time takes some preparation. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“So prep me already,” Kris said. “Patience isn’t in my vocabulary right now.” For added emphasis, he gave Adam’s dick a firm tug.
Adam leaned down for one long, dirty kiss before rolling off Kris and reaching for the supplies. Kris’s curious eyes were fixed on him as he put the condom package on the bed and opened up the lube. “So, Kris,” Adam asked as Kris watched him get his fingers moist, “seems you’ve thought about this a lot. Any preference on position.”
“Your dick in my ass, that’s all I care,” Kris grunted out. “Well, maybe I want to be able to kiss you, too.”
Adam smiled and nodded. “Yes. I know just the perfect position. You’ll like it. Totally hot and still tender, too.” He directed Kris to lay on his left side and scooted up close behind him, planting a trail of kisses up Kris’s neck and the side of his face.
Kris turned to meet Adam’s mouth with his and they kissed over Kris’s shoulder while Adam supported himself with his left hand and began to work the lubed fingers of his right hand into Kris’s hole, first one finger, then adding a second. Kris began to moan in earnest against Adam’s mouth as Adam worked those fingers in and out with a thrust on the way in and a stretching motion on the way out.
Adam thrilled at the way Kris came apart at his strokes. “Are you ready for this, baby?” Adam finally asked when Kris’s breathing was so ragged he could barely kiss anymore.
“God, yes, Adam. Please.”
Kris protested when Adam pulled his fingers out. “Hurry, baby. Want you so bad.”
Adam took a deep breath to steady himself. Everything in him wanted to hurry, too. But Kris would thank him later if he didn’t. He opened the condom package slowly and slipped the condom on, then used his palm to stroke all the way down Kris’s side, to his waist, then over the delightful curve of his hip. Finally he took hold of Kris’s right leg to lift it.
Kris got the idea quickly, holding his own leg up so that Adam’s hand was free to guide his dick into Kris’s waiting body. Adam pressed in, just the head at first, and held still as a groan escaped Kris’s lips.
“Breathe baby,” Adam coached him. “Just breathe.”
Adam sensed Kris’s breathing deepen. The tension in Kris’s opening relaxed. “Yeah, just like that, baby,” Adam cooed. “So good, Kris.”
Kris reached back to grab Adam and pull him down into a wet kiss. “Mmmm, yeah, awesome,” Kris murmured back. “Come on now.”
So Adam did, sliding the rest of the way inside Kris’s lubricated opening and starting a slow thrusting motion while spooned up against Kris. Adam liked this position because it forced him to be gentle. There just wasn’t the same leverage to get a hard thrust going as some other positions.
It would take longer, but what could be bad about that? Adam laughed in delight and met Kris’s waiting lips with his own, kissing Kris hungrily.
“Yeah,” Kris murmured between kisses. “Mmmm, yeah. Fuckin’ perfect.”
“Totally,” Adam said, snatching another kiss as he reached around Kris’s body to put his right hand to work. He grasped Kris’s erect cock firmly and began to stroke him to the same rhythm as his own thrusts.
That had the desired effect. Adam stifled a chuckle as a string of curse words came flowing out of Kris with abandon. “You’re making me blush, baby,” Adam said. “I’ve never heard such language.”
“The hell you haven’t,” Kris managed before his next sounds became unintelligible.
“You close, Kris?” Adam asked, increasing the speed of his thrusts and strokes. Adam was close himself, but wanted to hold off until Kris came. He wanted to feel every second of that virgin ass convulsing around his dick.
He got his answer without words, just a muffled shout as Kris’s ass tightened and his dick began to pulse in Adam’s hand, spilling his come on Adam and the bed.
Adam tried to hold off a few more seconds but it was useless. The intensity of Kris’s orgasm triggered him and he released with a final thrust and a deep sigh of pleasure. As he pulled Kris into a tight, spooning hug, he kissed Kris’s neck and licked a few stray tears off Kris’s face.
He wasn’t even certain those tears were only Kris’s. As his body began to relax,, Adam thought about how intense the emotional release had been - maybe even stronger than the physical one. He wondered just how long he’d been thinking about this. Probably much longer than he’d like to admit.
But he didn’t feel like thinking now. He only wanted to hold this beautiful man in his arms as he slept.
***
Something was different.
Something was very different.
Kris’s brain was coming out of its fuzzy sleep-state at the urging of his bladder.
Then he realized what was different. It was the warm, naked, male body wrapped completely around him from behind.
Oh. Yeah.
He moved just a bit and felt the soreness in his ass. Yes, Adam had answered his “Who’s on top?” question last night, a night he wouldn’t forget if he lived to be one hundred.
Their first time.
He smiled as the memories of a few hours ago came flooding back:
Adam touching him all over, tasting him, murmuring words of endearment.
Adam moving Kris onto his side, then wrapping himself around Kris’s body, Kris nestled against him.
Adam’s magic fingers working him open, entering him from behind.
Adam everywhere, it seemed, thrusting into him, stroking Kris’s cock to climax, kissing Kris’s neck, tonguing his ear, claiming his mouth.
Adam possessing him.
Fucking amazing.
Kris brushed a hand down Adam’s long leg, which was pinning him down to the bed. He felt completely enveloped in tenderness and beauty. He didn’t know when he’d ever felt so loved.
One thing was for sure - he’d stay here forever, enfolded by Adam, if he could. But alas, Kris’s bladder was not going to be cooperative toward that goal.
Kris shifted as quietly as he could from his side onto his back, then slid himself out from underneath Adam’s limbs with as little disturbance as possible.
He walked gingerly to the hotel bathroom in the dark, feeling new sensations all over his body. As he leaned against the toilet to pee, he scratched absently at his crotch and sighed at the feeling of relief. The familiar felt good, here in the midst of the oh-so-different.
When he made his way back to bed and crawled in beside Adam, he faced him and leaned up onto an elbow to fully assess the situation. He was glad his eyes were adjusting to the darkness now, because he could get a full view of the man sharing his bed.
The only word that came to mind was gorgeous. He’d been captivated by this man from day one: Adam’s eyes, Adam’s smile, Adam’s laugh.
Adam’s body.
That little truth had taken longer to admit to himself. But denial could only win out for so long.
Now - finally - he’d experienced that body, the surprising power of it, strong and yet tender. Kris reached out to touch Adam lightly, following the curve of his hip as he lay on his side, fingers trailing across Adam’s strong thigh and leg, which was now stretched over top of the sheet where Kris had vacated his spot. As his hand made the trip back up, Kris couldn’t resist a few light strokes across Adam’s dick, half-hard even while Adam was sleeping, body reacting to Kris’s touch even though his mind wasn’t yet engaged.
Kris’s body was reacting, too. He wanted more, though he wasn’t sure he was ready for more of the same, at least not quite yet.
He chuckled and rubbed at his sore ass. Adam had been gentle with him, but he would still feel this for a while.
Adam began to stir. “Hey, baby,” he murmured in the darkness. “You’re awake early. You okay?”
“Mmmm, more than okay.” Kris leaned in to kiss Adam. He tasted delicious. Kris deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking Adam’s, and Adam responded with enthusiasm.
Pushing Adam onto his back, Kris stretched his body full-out onto Adam’s and exulted in the feel of their cocks, hard and pressing against each other. It was a damn shame, the time he’d wasted in denial.
Kris was ready to make up for lost time. He was ready for some more experimentation. He was anxious to find out if “toppy Adam” was a rule or more like a general guideline.
With a low chuckle, Kris pinned Adam’s arms to the bed and wedged a knee between Adam’s thighs to work his legs apart.
Adam uttered a startled laugh, but reacted quickly. While Kris was concentrating on climbing between Adam’s legs, Adam shook his arms free, grabbed hold of Kris and flipped him onto his back with a triumphant, “Gotcha!.”
Kris protested loudly as Adam planted him firmly onto the bed. “Thought you could get me in a compromising position, did you?” Adam asked.
Damn. Adam was practically crowing.
That wouldn’t last long. Adam must have forgotten Kris’s excellent wrestling abilities. Kris’s right leg wasn’t fully pinned and he used that to his advantage, wrapping that leg around Adam’s body and flipping him before he realized what was happening.
Kris probably should have looked first to see how near the edge of the bed they were. But it happened too quickly there in the darkness and there was no changing course once they were airborne.
On the way to the floor, Kris thanked his lucky stars that he had flipped Adam at an angle and nobody’s head cracked the nightstand.
They landed with a thud, Kris flattening Adam’s body against the floor. Except for a loud, grunted exhale, Adam was momentarily speechless.
Then they both dissolved into laughter. “God, Kris,” Adam said with a chuckle. “Somebody on the first floor was just rudely awakened.”
“I really don’t give a fuck,” Kris announced triumphantly, perched on Adam like a cat that had just caught it’s prey.
“You’re a cheeky little fucker, aren’t you?” Adam said, shaking his head in amazement.
“Totally,” Kris nodded. “And I intend to get the answer to my next question now.”
Kris could see Adam raise an eyebrow in the early morning light. “And that would be?”
Kris leaned down to steal a quick kiss before asking, “Who’s on top next?”
When Adam answered, “You are so damn hot,” it was accompanied by a low growl.
Kris grinned. He’d take that as, “Go for it!”
Follow-up to "Who’s On Top" here, which is a follow up to "Those Lips" here
characters/pairing: Kris/Adam
Author: krissypoo21
Type: AI8 tour; fluff & porn
Word Count: 3000
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Infidelity
disclaimer: Not real.
Beta: This is unbeta’d porn, which I rarely do, but time demands it. Yikes! All mistakes my own, and hopefully they aren’t many.
Extra flail:I have achieved a bucket-list item! I've always wanted to write Kris peeing. I've finally managed it, and I refuse to apologize, lol.
Summary: A kiss in the lift has led to advances in the bus, and now first-time sex.
Kris threw his bags into room 212 and prepared to run back out the door, extra key-card in his hot little hand.
Then he stopped right in the doorway.
He began to play with the ring on his left hand and took a moment to think. Not that his dick wanted him thinking right now. It would be a short think.
These recent days had been torture and Kris knew why. He was no good at ambiguity. He was a commitment kind of guy and these months of uncertainty had shaken him to the core. He had fallen deeply in love with Adam and he knew it. There was no more denying the truth he had always known about himself.
It was tearing him up, living with a vow to one person and a growing love for another. This couldn't continue. No matter how long it took to straighten out the legalities and the career issues, Kris had to make the emotional choice now.
He could live with a divided heart no longer.
Stepping purposefully back into his hotel room, Kris slipped the bulky silver ring from his finger and dropped it on the nightstand. Removing the ring would only be symbolic for now, but there would be a day when it came off for good. When he made his mind up about something, it was a done deal.
Kris felt the smoothness on his finger where the ring had been and smiled. He felt light and free. By the time he stopped to slip the key card into Adam’s room door, he was practically skipping.
***
Adam’s hand trembled as he leaned Kris up against the wall and unbuttoned his plaid shirt. “God, baby, I can’t believe I have you here, in my arms.”
Adam felt Kris nuzzle up under his chin and press warm lips against his throat. It felt so right that Adam had to keep telling himself it couldn’t be wrong. The marriage wouldn’t have lasted anyway if Kris was really gay, would it?
He slipped Kris’s shirt off his shoulders and touched Kris’s bare skin and well-defined chest. He traced Kris’s forearm muscles with his fingers and heard Kris sigh at his caress.
“Believe, Adam. Believe it’s not just this moment.” Kris leaned up to find Adam’s lips. Adam took that plump lower lip into his mouth to suck on it. Kris opened for Adam and his hands began to roam over Adam’s body as they kissed.
They parted to look into each other’s eyes and Adam felt the need for reassurance. He was certain Kris didn’t have a clue about the troubles that lay ahead.
Taking Kris’s face into his hands, Adam spoke gently. “Baby, you don’t need to promise me anything beyond these next hours. You’re not just an average guy, you’re an American Idol winner. You’re adding an unbelievable complication to your life. To mine, too, frankly.”
Kris leaned up to snatch another kiss, then placed a hand over Adam’s heart. “I think love is worth the complications, don’t you?”
Adam smiled. Kris was so naive, but that was part of what was so endearing about him. “Yes, baby. Love is worth everything.”
Adam watched as Kris went to work unbuttoning his shirt now, making sure to graze Adam’s chest with every movement and grinning mischievously “Then let’s make some love.”
***
God. Adam was freakin’ amazing and they had only just begun.
Kris leaned up to watch, then dropped his head back down on the pillow. Watching was too much. He didn’t want to come too quickly but it would trigger him for sure, seeing Adam taking his swollen cock into his mouth, eyes closed and moaning. God.
This blow job was like an unexpected bonus prize or something. They had agreed to bring each other off by hand first, just to take the edge off. Kris had been enthralled with Adam’s cock - the feel of another man’s dick in his hand, the sheer size of Adam, the amazing sounds Adam made when he was touched. He had watched Adam’s body stiffen and writhe as he came all over himself with a shout, then seen Adam get unbelievably turned on by Kris’s curiosity as he licked some of Adam’s stray come off his fingers.
That’s when Adam practically attacked Kris’s dick with that amazingly talented mouth of his, no more explanation than, “God, you look good enough to eat.”
Kris had never felt anything like it.
Every nerve ending in his body was on fire, like his entire nervous system was controlled by his dick instead of his brain. Even the sounds that Adam made were sending him over the edge, all sloppy-wet sucking and moans and the occasional, “Fuck, you’re good, you’re so hot” when Adam paused for air.
Kris felt Adam’s tongue slide downward, over his balls, down further, just around the rim of his sensitive asshole as Adam got him thoroughly wet there.
Then Adam slipped a finger inside and pressed all the way in to that magic spot Kris had heard about.
That was all it took. He couldn’t even warn Adam as he came and came, convulsions ripping through his body, legs kicking out and toes clenched.
As the waves subsided, Kris felt that strong-yet-soft body stretch out across him and claim his mouth, deep and sure. He faintly realized his own come was all over that mouth and his only thought was that’s hot as fuck, before he momentarily blacked out under Adam’s diligent ministrations.
***
“Kris, baby. You okay?” Adam whispered into Kris’s ear, then tugged gently at Kris’s earlobe with his teeth.
He sensed Kris stirring beside him, then strong hands were reaching to pull him close. “God, yes, Adam. I’ll be even better when you kiss me some more.”
Adam was happy to comply with the request, kissing Kris tenderly and exulting in the words of endearment Kris uttered between kisses. It was still hard to believe this was real. Adam was simultaneously wanting more and yet afraid to take it further. He didn’t want to do anything to hurt this precious man in his arms.
But Kris wasn’t afraid. It didn’t take many passionate kisses for Kris’s words to go from, “Adam, I love you so much,” and “Adam, you’re so gorgeous,” to “Damn, Adam, fuck me already.”
Adam chuckled. “Patience, baby, patience. The first time takes some preparation. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“So prep me already,” Kris said. “Patience isn’t in my vocabulary right now.” For added emphasis, he gave Adam’s dick a firm tug.
Adam leaned down for one long, dirty kiss before rolling off Kris and reaching for the supplies. Kris’s curious eyes were fixed on him as he put the condom package on the bed and opened up the lube. “So, Kris,” Adam asked as Kris watched him get his fingers moist, “seems you’ve thought about this a lot. Any preference on position.”
“Your dick in my ass, that’s all I care,” Kris grunted out. “Well, maybe I want to be able to kiss you, too.”
Adam smiled and nodded. “Yes. I know just the perfect position. You’ll like it. Totally hot and still tender, too.” He directed Kris to lay on his left side and scooted up close behind him, planting a trail of kisses up Kris’s neck and the side of his face.
Kris turned to meet Adam’s mouth with his and they kissed over Kris’s shoulder while Adam supported himself with his left hand and began to work the lubed fingers of his right hand into Kris’s hole, first one finger, then adding a second. Kris began to moan in earnest against Adam’s mouth as Adam worked those fingers in and out with a thrust on the way in and a stretching motion on the way out.
Adam thrilled at the way Kris came apart at his strokes. “Are you ready for this, baby?” Adam finally asked when Kris’s breathing was so ragged he could barely kiss anymore.
“God, yes, Adam. Please.”
Kris protested when Adam pulled his fingers out. “Hurry, baby. Want you so bad.”
Adam took a deep breath to steady himself. Everything in him wanted to hurry, too. But Kris would thank him later if he didn’t. He opened the condom package slowly and slipped the condom on, then used his palm to stroke all the way down Kris’s side, to his waist, then over the delightful curve of his hip. Finally he took hold of Kris’s right leg to lift it.
Kris got the idea quickly, holding his own leg up so that Adam’s hand was free to guide his dick into Kris’s waiting body. Adam pressed in, just the head at first, and held still as a groan escaped Kris’s lips.
“Breathe baby,” Adam coached him. “Just breathe.”
Adam sensed Kris’s breathing deepen. The tension in Kris’s opening relaxed. “Yeah, just like that, baby,” Adam cooed. “So good, Kris.”
Kris reached back to grab Adam and pull him down into a wet kiss. “Mmmm, yeah, awesome,” Kris murmured back. “Come on now.”
So Adam did, sliding the rest of the way inside Kris’s lubricated opening and starting a slow thrusting motion while spooned up against Kris. Adam liked this position because it forced him to be gentle. There just wasn’t the same leverage to get a hard thrust going as some other positions.
It would take longer, but what could be bad about that? Adam laughed in delight and met Kris’s waiting lips with his own, kissing Kris hungrily.
“Yeah,” Kris murmured between kisses. “Mmmm, yeah. Fuckin’ perfect.”
“Totally,” Adam said, snatching another kiss as he reached around Kris’s body to put his right hand to work. He grasped Kris’s erect cock firmly and began to stroke him to the same rhythm as his own thrusts.
That had the desired effect. Adam stifled a chuckle as a string of curse words came flowing out of Kris with abandon. “You’re making me blush, baby,” Adam said. “I’ve never heard such language.”
“The hell you haven’t,” Kris managed before his next sounds became unintelligible.
“You close, Kris?” Adam asked, increasing the speed of his thrusts and strokes. Adam was close himself, but wanted to hold off until Kris came. He wanted to feel every second of that virgin ass convulsing around his dick.
He got his answer without words, just a muffled shout as Kris’s ass tightened and his dick began to pulse in Adam’s hand, spilling his come on Adam and the bed.
Adam tried to hold off a few more seconds but it was useless. The intensity of Kris’s orgasm triggered him and he released with a final thrust and a deep sigh of pleasure. As he pulled Kris into a tight, spooning hug, he kissed Kris’s neck and licked a few stray tears off Kris’s face.
He wasn’t even certain those tears were only Kris’s. As his body began to relax,, Adam thought about how intense the emotional release had been - maybe even stronger than the physical one. He wondered just how long he’d been thinking about this. Probably much longer than he’d like to admit.
But he didn’t feel like thinking now. He only wanted to hold this beautiful man in his arms as he slept.
***
Something was different.
Something was very different.
Kris’s brain was coming out of its fuzzy sleep-state at the urging of his bladder.
Then he realized what was different. It was the warm, naked, male body wrapped completely around him from behind.
Oh. Yeah.
He moved just a bit and felt the soreness in his ass. Yes, Adam had answered his “Who’s on top?” question last night, a night he wouldn’t forget if he lived to be one hundred.
Their first time.
He smiled as the memories of a few hours ago came flooding back:
Adam touching him all over, tasting him, murmuring words of endearment.
Adam moving Kris onto his side, then wrapping himself around Kris’s body, Kris nestled against him.
Adam’s magic fingers working him open, entering him from behind.
Adam everywhere, it seemed, thrusting into him, stroking Kris’s cock to climax, kissing Kris’s neck, tonguing his ear, claiming his mouth.
Adam possessing him.
Fucking amazing.
Kris brushed a hand down Adam’s long leg, which was pinning him down to the bed. He felt completely enveloped in tenderness and beauty. He didn’t know when he’d ever felt so loved.
One thing was for sure - he’d stay here forever, enfolded by Adam, if he could. But alas, Kris’s bladder was not going to be cooperative toward that goal.
Kris shifted as quietly as he could from his side onto his back, then slid himself out from underneath Adam’s limbs with as little disturbance as possible.
He walked gingerly to the hotel bathroom in the dark, feeling new sensations all over his body. As he leaned against the toilet to pee, he scratched absently at his crotch and sighed at the feeling of relief. The familiar felt good, here in the midst of the oh-so-different.
When he made his way back to bed and crawled in beside Adam, he faced him and leaned up onto an elbow to fully assess the situation. He was glad his eyes were adjusting to the darkness now, because he could get a full view of the man sharing his bed.
The only word that came to mind was gorgeous. He’d been captivated by this man from day one: Adam’s eyes, Adam’s smile, Adam’s laugh.
Adam’s body.
That little truth had taken longer to admit to himself. But denial could only win out for so long.
Now - finally - he’d experienced that body, the surprising power of it, strong and yet tender. Kris reached out to touch Adam lightly, following the curve of his hip as he lay on his side, fingers trailing across Adam’s strong thigh and leg, which was now stretched over top of the sheet where Kris had vacated his spot. As his hand made the trip back up, Kris couldn’t resist a few light strokes across Adam’s dick, half-hard even while Adam was sleeping, body reacting to Kris’s touch even though his mind wasn’t yet engaged.
Kris’s body was reacting, too. He wanted more, though he wasn’t sure he was ready for more of the same, at least not quite yet.
He chuckled and rubbed at his sore ass. Adam had been gentle with him, but he would still feel this for a while.
Adam began to stir. “Hey, baby,” he murmured in the darkness. “You’re awake early. You okay?”
“Mmmm, more than okay.” Kris leaned in to kiss Adam. He tasted delicious. Kris deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking Adam’s, and Adam responded with enthusiasm.
Pushing Adam onto his back, Kris stretched his body full-out onto Adam’s and exulted in the feel of their cocks, hard and pressing against each other. It was a damn shame, the time he’d wasted in denial.
Kris was ready to make up for lost time. He was ready for some more experimentation. He was anxious to find out if “toppy Adam” was a rule or more like a general guideline.
With a low chuckle, Kris pinned Adam’s arms to the bed and wedged a knee between Adam’s thighs to work his legs apart.
Adam uttered a startled laugh, but reacted quickly. While Kris was concentrating on climbing between Adam’s legs, Adam shook his arms free, grabbed hold of Kris and flipped him onto his back with a triumphant, “Gotcha!.”
Kris protested loudly as Adam planted him firmly onto the bed. “Thought you could get me in a compromising position, did you?” Adam asked.
Damn. Adam was practically crowing.
That wouldn’t last long. Adam must have forgotten Kris’s excellent wrestling abilities. Kris’s right leg wasn’t fully pinned and he used that to his advantage, wrapping that leg around Adam’s body and flipping him before he realized what was happening.
Kris probably should have looked first to see how near the edge of the bed they were. But it happened too quickly there in the darkness and there was no changing course once they were airborne.
On the way to the floor, Kris thanked his lucky stars that he had flipped Adam at an angle and nobody’s head cracked the nightstand.
They landed with a thud, Kris flattening Adam’s body against the floor. Except for a loud, grunted exhale, Adam was momentarily speechless.
Then they both dissolved into laughter. “God, Kris,” Adam said with a chuckle. “Somebody on the first floor was just rudely awakened.”
“I really don’t give a fuck,” Kris announced triumphantly, perched on Adam like a cat that had just caught it’s prey.
“You’re a cheeky little fucker, aren’t you?” Adam said, shaking his head in amazement.
“Totally,” Kris nodded. “And I intend to get the answer to my next question now.”
Kris could see Adam raise an eyebrow in the early morning light. “And that would be?”
Kris leaned down to steal a quick kiss before asking, “Who’s on top next?”
When Adam answered, “You are so damn hot,” it was accompanied by a low growl.
Kris grinned. He’d take that as, “Go for it!”