FIC: Where Are We Going To End Up Tonight?
Title: Where Are We Going To End Up Tonight?
Author: samanthablah
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5366
Summary: I did this for the teamlambliff fic meme. Based on Prompt 62: Adam and Tommy are bored and decide to go to a gaybar.
Notes: This is my first fanfic, like ever. Have mercy on me.
Disclaimer: None of this is belongs to me. Damn.
Where Are We Going To End Up Tonight?
It was the middle of their nationwide tour. Even though the late nights, early mornings and set daily schedules were kind of labourious at times, he wasn’t lying during interviews when he said that the crowd’s energy and positivity recharged his battery.
Adam Lambert and his band had spent the past week in New York. Two shows, a shitload of press and not a lot of sleep. Flying out to Florida the following morning, everyone had spent the particularly warm Thursday night packing up their luggage, costumes, and musical equipment, as well as spending the time they had left in Adam’s hotel room, talking and watching movies. It had been a long time since they were able to just relax.
As the time began clocking closer to midnight and a crescent moon shone high above New York City’s vibrant lights, it was almost as if a spell had been cast and one by one people filed out to call it a night. With years of experience between them all, they all knew to grab onto as much sleep as they could, when they could. However, despite it being almost midnight and six or so hours till they were out of the state, Tommy didn’t feel like getting any sleep. He was in fucking New York. He wanted to go out and have fun on his last night. But he knew that it would be a bad idea. He didn’t even know New York well enough to go exploring at this hour. And plus, he really didn’t want to be completely smashed and spend half of tomorrow’s plane ride throwing up in the bathroom did he? He mediated over his thoughts and before he knew it, it finally clicked in his head that Monte, Lisa and LP were gone and he was by himself alone with Adam. Adam was lying down on a couch mindlessly watching the TV not realising Tommy was still sitting on the chair opposite him.
“Oh, you’re still here?”
“Mmm.”
“Well, are you going to leave?” Adam said sitting up and facing him. He didn’t want to sound too pushy for him to leave. But then again, he didn’t want to sound too eager for him to stay either. He liked Tommy’s company. But he did want to get some sleep too. Well, after the movie was over.
Tommy wasn’t sure whether or not he should bring it up with Adam or just follow suit like the other three. His irrationality got the better of him and his mind was telling him to ‘just fuck it’.
“C’mon. It’s our last night in New York. Don’t you want to go out one last time?” Tommy asked. Adam raised an eyebrow at him. With that one gesture, Tommy’s self-confidence was demolished as he realised that he probably should have just not said anything at all.
“Are you even serious? Jesus Christ Tommy. We have to catch a plane in about six hours. We will be completely fucked over by tomorrow if we go out now,” Adam said dismissing the unwise idea quickly.
Tommy did feel kind of inadequate by his reaction, but he thought that maybe, just maybe, he could change Adam’s mind.
“Well, our next show isn’t for a few days anyway. That’s tons of time to recover. Even for just an hour?” Tommy said attempting to sway with hopeful eyes and a cheesy grin. Adam thought he did have a point. Being on tour didn’t really leave a lot of room for social life. And plus, he did know a couple of really awesome places that the two of them could hit up…
Adam didn’t know what got Tommy so hyped up to go out, but he eventually caved in. Tommy’s argument seemed pretty fair. And there was no denying that Adam thought he was absolutely adorable when he was begging to spend more time with him.
“So where do you want to go?” Adam asked Tommy.
“I have no fucking clue. I’ve only been to New York a few times. But surely you know a place where we could go?”
Adam did. But he wasn’t exactly sure if they were Tommy’s ‘cup of tea’. He had a couple of friends that owned a gay bar downtown, but would Tommy even be game enough to go?
“I have a couple of friends that own an awesome gay bar downtown. That is if you wanna go. But if not, I’m sure we could find some-”
“No, no, no, that sounds like fun,” Tommy grinned. He had been to a couple of them before so he was fairly receptive to the idea. And he was in a ‘just fuck it’ mood tonight- not really aware of what ‘it’ was.
“It’s midnight now. Let’s say meet back at mine in 20 minutes?”
Turning on the light of his hotel room and hopping around attempting to remove his shoes, Tommy’s mind immediately drifted to what the hell he was going to wear. He wanted to look good. He wanted to fuck with those boys’ minds and make himself look hard to get. Despite the fact that he had already packed his bags ready to go for the next morning, he flung clothes around his room trying to create the perfect outfit. He opted for the tightest pair of black jeans he could find, and even if he could say so himself, they were incredibly flattering on his ass. Underneath a massive stack of jackets and band t-shirts, Tommy found a black sleeveless top and a black vest buttoned up to go over it. In fact, it was the same one that Adam had worn during the Idols Live tour. It somehow found its way into Adam’s wardrobe and weirdly enough, eventually into Tommy’s. It was a little big on him, but he didn’t care. He looked hot. Shoes were easy. A good pair of leather boots were fairly appropriate for any occasion. Now, all that was left was hair and make-up. And he still had plenty of time left.
His hair wasn’t too bad. His fringe had it’s usual fluffy flop. He sprayed some hairspray into it and left it the way it was. He still had his eyeliner from earlier on in the day, so he simply reapplied it and kept moving along. Although, to try something new, Tommy rummaged through a dirty old make-up bag right down to the bottom, where a sparkly black mascara lived. He didn’t even remember the last time it was used, but he felt that tonight was pretty appropriate. Mouth slightly ajar, mind focused and eyes wide open, Tommy’s eyelashes soon became even more unreal than before. The last thing he did was put on eyeshadow. To be honest though, he didn’t really have that much experience ever putting it on. The only times he had ever worn it was when he dressed up in drag for the sake of dressing up in drag. He shrugged it off and attempted anyway. One eye closed and the other one open, he carefully let the electric glitter blue brush glide over his eyelids. After done with what he could do, he stood back, pretty proud of his work. And in record time too with just a couple of minutes to spare. He twirled around in the mirror to make sure everything was fine before making useless attempts to clear the mess he had made and walking quickly back to Adam’s room. On the inside, he was unbelievably excited for what the night would unravel, but there was no way in hell that he was going to make himself look inexperienced on the outside when it came to Adam’s world. Tonight was going to be interesting that was for sure.
Tommy clicked the door shut behind him. The TV was now off, but the light in the Adam’s bedroom was on. Figures that Adam would still be getting ready. Tommy found him in the bathroom doing the finishing touches on his make-up. Leaning against the door frame, he watched Adam applying his eyeshadow.
“How the fuck do you get it looking so pretty?” Tommy asked, looking at him through the mirror.
“A shit-ton of practise honey,” he replied following his glance in the mirror.
Tommy laughed. Adam turned around to face him.
“Come here.”
He cautiously walked up to him. Adam pondered over which colour to use on Tommy and then took his chin softly in his hands. Tommy fluttered his eyes shut and Adam was amazed by how beautifully long Tommy’s eyelashes were, impressed that he had decided to go with the sparkly mascara . He laid the base of his hand on his cheek and brought the brush up to his eye. Tommy could feel a smooth material where Adam’s hand was resting. He must have been wearing those leather fingerless gloves that he took from Tommy’s bag the other week.
He blended and coloured and defined and soon enough, Adam thought his eye make-up looked even almost better than his. But only almost.
Tommy removed himself from Adam’s clutches and leaned over, glanced and twisted his head from side to side, observing Adam’s work.
“Impressive.”
“You look hot.”
“I know. I just don’t want to seem too narcissistic,” Tommy grinned.
Adam laughed and rolled his eyes.
Now that they were both done, Tommy was finally able to look up and down and see Adam’s outfit in full. His legs were covered in black leather pants and he had a black shirt to easily match. His leather-clad hips were decorated with a massive studded belt which matched his studded boots. Even though Tommy was ‘straight’ there was no denying that Adam looked amazing. The smoky black liner around his eyes made him seem that much more incredible. Tommy’s eyes glazed over to what Adam was wearing on his hand. It wasn’t a fingerless glove, but in fact was the all too famous ‘cock-ring’ glove.
“Anyway, so are we both ready?” Tommy asked. Adam nodded.
“You sure you’re okay with going to the place I was thinking? It’s pretty… intense.”
Tommy wasn’t sure how to react, but he was sure hoping that his face didn’t look afraid. He had been to a couple of gay bars before and managed to score a couple of blowjobs, but he never really thought twice about it. He was pretty comfortable with whoever, whenever. But he could see how Adam could think he was new to all of this. And Tommy knew he had to show him wrong because words could only be so much. There was no fucking way he was going to seem weak and unable to handle it.
“I’ve been to gay bars before if that’s what you were thinking. And I’ve done things with guys too,” he said surprised by his own pride.
Adam nodded. He seemed to have taken Tommy’s bait.
“Okay then,” he replied simply. He wasn’t going to argue with him about it anyway.
“Is the place far away?”
“We could walk. But should we just take a cab? You know to avoid the paps and shit?”
“Yeah sounds good.”
If it were even possible, New York City seemed even more alive at night. Approaching the place, Tommy made sure that he was walking slightly ahead of Adam, so that he knew he would be coerced into checking him out, and actually see for himself how amazing those tight tight pants looked on him. This new side of Tommy was so different, and Adam wasn’t sure if he should be turned on or just run away. With every step, the pulsing beat of the club grew louder. New York already seemed to be in it’s own pocket of time, but as soon as Adam and Tommy entered the club, it was as if they had ventured into a whole different world. The rhythm of the music set the scene, and with the bar on the left and the dancefloor on the right, it really seemed like the kind of place that never slept. And yet, this vivacious atmosphere was completely concealed behind the modest stature that was visible on the outside.
Wanting to keep a low profile for now, the two of them headed straight to the bar before getting on the dancefloor. Tommy had already managed to get a few glances from men and he acknowledged them with a smile, but he didn’t want to ditch Adam immediately. Tommy sat down and let his mind wander whilst looking out on the people he would soon be joining. It was pretty much a sea of people ebbing and flowing, grinding and dancing along with whatever song was on. He turned back around to the bar and saw Adam talking to the bartender over the loud music. He figured that Adam must have known him because they both scored drinks on the house.
“So this place is okay yeah?” Adam asked Tommy whispering closely into his ear so his voice wouldn’t get lost amongst the loud music.
They had barely been in the place for five minutes, and already Adam was turning him on by how close he was to him. Tommy bit his lip and turned towards him, their faces just inches away from each other.
“Fuck yeah,” he grinned as he grabbed Adam by the arm and led him right into the middle of the dancefloor.
The pair managed to maneuver their way into the middle of the pack. They didn’t have a lot of time and Tommy wanted to get right into it. As each new song began, the group seemed to change rhythm and move along together with the new beat. With everyone in such close proximities, all that could be seen were people moving and the ground beneath their feet. All that could be smelt was the smell of sweat, sex and alcohol. It had been a long time since either of them had given in to the club scene like this. Adam ran his arms down Tommy’s sides till they rested perfectly on his hips. Tommy lifted his hands and placed them on top of Adam’s shoulders, their bodies moving in synchronisation. Tommy moved in closer and pressed his body up against Adam, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“I’m glad you agreed to come along.”
“Yeah, me too.”
The pair of them danced for god-knows how long before Adam asked Tommy if he wanted to go back to the bar and get another drink. Tommy vetoed and was left on the dancefloor whilst Adam went back by himself.
Sitting down at the bar, drink in hand, Adam let the alcohol take over him as he watched the eruption of the dancefloor ahead. He tried to look for Tommy amongst the heads of people, but Tommy was so tiny that it was pretty futile. But then suddenly as heads parted and bodies moved around, Adam managed to get a quick glimpse of him. The sight of what Tommy was doing made Adam swallow his drink down with a hurtful gulp. He seemed to have two cute guys up against him, rubbing their hands up and down his body. He saw Tommy smile and throw his head back as a brunette boy rubbed his hand over his ass. It was pretty fucking mindblowing. Tommy swayed around and gave his undivided attention to him, giving an unsaid goodbye to the other boy. Adam was amazed by how open Tommy was to all of this. The two of them were inches away from each other and Tommy began to grind himself up against this boy’s body. Adam could have sworn that for a split second Tommy’s eyes flickered up to meet his, a dirty smirk plastered over his face. As if his fucking ‘straight’ bassist was standing right in front of him with his arms wrapped around another boy’s neck? Tommy with an all-too-knowing look on his face initiated the first move and soon enough, the two of them were leaning closer and closer. Blinking a couple of times to make sure what he was seeing was a reality, Adam realised that that was just it. He was fucking his. Placing his drink down on the table in a massive rush, half of it spilling out, he leaped off from his stool and weaved his way through the crowd. Caught on randoms attempting to dance and hook up with him along the way, he finally managed to catch Tommy mouthfucking with his infamous mystery partner in crime. Adam took a firm grip on Tommy’s arm and whisked him away to a quieter place on the dancefloor.
“What the fuck Adam? I was having fun back there,” a pissed off Tommy whined.
“Don’t get try to get too friendly with anyone here. They’re just here for a good time. They’re dirty sleazy slutbags and you shouldn’t be hooking up with them. You’re not supposed to be doing that anyway,” Adam said stubbornly, overwhelmed by how possessive he was suddenly being.
“This place was your fucking idea in the first place! And why aren’t I allowed to do this kind of stuff? Because I’m ‘straight’? Ha. Bullshit Lambert. You’re jealous. You’re fucking jealous,” Tommy smirked, sneering into Adam’s face.
Adam glared at him. But he was right.
Unable to think of any good comeback, Adam proceeded to remove his glove. He grabbed Tommy by the ass and leant over till his mouth was right next to his ear.
“You’re going to pay.”
Adam invaded Tommy’s space by grabbing into between Tommy’s pants.
“What the fuck?! Here?!” Tommy said slightly panicked, hoping no one would catch them. Adam didn’t care. He unzipped his pants just enough so that he was able to take out Tommy’s cock. He swiftly ripped off the leather straps of the glove, them soon becoming lost amongst the abyss on the floor. He took the cock ring that was just on his fingers and manhandedly shoved it onto Tommy’s cock till it was right next to his balls. It all happened so fast and Tommy’s mind was spinning. Adam being so possessive in this dingy underground New York club just seemed too much for him to handle too soon. Having so many gorgeous guys around him and willing to get with him was now all a burden because of Adam and his jealousy. Adam zipped Tommy’s pants back up and squeezed the enormous bulge in between Tommy’s legs which made him yelp.
“That’s what you get you little fucker. Now go, back on the dancefloor. I say when you get to come.”
Well if this was how Adam was going to play, then two could play at that game. Awkwardly walking back onto the dancefloor, Tommy attempted to become comfortable. Although, everytime a new song would start, a new rhythm would begin and a new boy would grind up against him and he would pray he wouldn’t pass out. Adam went back to the bar to finish off his drink. He sat back casually admiring his work, enjoying the look on Tommy’s face and his constant struggle to not scream out loud and beg for Adam to give him his release. It was now that Tommy realised that he should have just gone back to the bar with Adam. But no. He wasn’t going to give in. That’s what Adam would have wanted him to do. Tommy was going to fight. To beckon Adam to come towards him and want him. This was all a game.
Every now and then Tommy and Adam would catch each other’s glances, although soon enough, Tommy had frankly had quite enough. He was desperate now so he decided to move onto plan B. Behind him, a cute twinky blonde boy was dancing with a group of other guys. Tommy decided to use him as his toy ragdoll to dominate over Adam. He had managed to maneuver himself so that the two of them were now dancing and facing each other. The boy, pretty open to Tommy’s actions, placed his hands on his hips. Tommy made sure Adam was watching and then pressed his whole body up against him. He was pretty sure that this boy could feel his raging hard-on. He blinked, completely surprised by how fast this was moving along, but wasn’t totally objectified to going further. Tommy grabbed onto his shoulder and brought him closer to him, purposely grinding onto the random boy’s hips. He let out a slight moan as his whole body convulsed, getting a slight taste of what could be. At this point, Adam had decided that enough and enough and Tommy had won. Giving a quick nod of thanks to his friend who gave him the drinks, he immediately dodged his way through the crowd to where Tommy was. The cute blonde boy was still up against Tommy and with the dancefloor being filled with so many people, despite the ungodly hour, all that Adam could do was sneak his hand through and grab Tommy by the arm. Tommy felt the blonde boy’s grip loosen and soon found himself face to face with a lust-filled Adam.
“I need you now,” Adam whispered huskily into his ears.
Adam led Tommy back to the back of the club, the strobing lights of the dance part of the club soon dimming with every step. The two of them dodged past many couples in the middle of god-knows-what. Adam kept his grip tight on Tommy, both of them feeling like what was ahead of them was childish taboo. Past bathrooms with no doors, mirrors plastered with graffiti and what looked like gloryholes drilled into the walls, was a wide dark open room with a low ceiling and just enough lightning to see a few metres ahead. With the smell of sex in the air, the aura of the room was deep, dark and almost forbidden. Tommy felt so out of body as he looked around. He was barely able to see the people all over the place in various stages of undressing, foreplay and sex. Adam or Tommy couldn’t really hear any of them, their moans and erupting orgasms being muted out by the loud rumbling sensation that the music provided.
Adam didn’t waste any time. He immediately threw Tommy against an empty spot on the wall and trapped him with his hands either side of him.
“So… thought you could fuck around with me did you?” Adam said through gritted teeth, his thick growling voice penetrating against Tommy’s ear.
Tommy’s mouth curled into a sleazy smile. He didn’t seem to be intimidated by any of it at all. Or at least that’s what he wanted to look like.
“Oh baby, you’re not the one who’s in charge,” he replied coolly, the look in his eyes making Adam falter. Tommy didn’t want this to be about one of them being sub or dom. He wanted to play just as hard as Adam.
Adam attempted to shake Tommy’s words off. He wasn’t going to let Tommy psych him out. This was his territory.
“Says you,” he whispered huskily, his wet lips just touching Tommy’s ear. He grabbed the bulge in between Tommy’s legs and Tommy moaned deep. Adam smirked. He watched as his pretty face screw up with pleasure and then slowly relax as he let go.
At this point, Tommy really didn’t care anymore. He was getting impatient. He wanted his pants off, this cock ring off and Adam shoved deep and hard in him. He wanted it dirty and rough.
“You make it so fucking hard to not want you,” Adam said as he trailed light kisses down Tommy’s neck. He pushed his body up against the wall, Tommy trapped in between them. Adam wanted to make sure that Tommy could feel his massive rock-hard cock in between his pants. Tommy was in way over his head. He grabbed Adam by the hair and pulled him roughly towards him, their lips crushing in a battling frenzy. Adam responded openly as his hands hungrily roamed up and down Tommy’s body. Before either of them could have a moment to stop and think, Adam’s hands fumbled about trying to rid Tommy of his pants. Tommy couldn’t be more relieved.
Desperate and hungry for more, Adam recklessly unzipped Tommy’s pants and finally Tommy felt that little bit more liberated. They both knew that the floor of the club was dirty and covered in god-knows-what, but neither of them cared. Adam flung the pants onto the ground and went back to giving his undivided attention to Tommy. He gave a seductive grin as he bent down onto his knees. Tommy was trembling above him. There couldn’t have been a better sight than having Adam like this in front of him. If anything, it made him that extra bit harder, the cock ring not aiding him in this situation at all. Adam fingered the waistband of Tommy’s underwear- he knew he was a massive tease and he wanted to put Tommy through that little bit extra pain before pulling them down excruciatingly slowly. Tommy gasped as the stifling air of the room met his cock. Adam brushed the tips of his fingers over the head lightly and Tommy moaned wanting more.
Adam licked the backside of Tommy’s cock and Tommy moaned, his toes curling with this newfound pleasure.
“Take it the fuck off now,” he growled irritably, attempting to gain at least some composure.
Adam, no longer caring about holding up his possessive façade, did what he said and at last the final part of his glove was lost amongst the floor.
Finally feeling like he had some more control, Tommy grabbed Adam’s head and shoved it forcefully upon himself. Adam opened his mouth receptively. Tommy closed his eyes and threw his head back, amazed by how Adam’s mouth and tongue was able to skilfully wrap and suck his cock. Gripping onto Adam’s hair, he shamelessly pushed his hips forward, meeting Adam everytime he bobbed down. Then inside of him, Tommy could feel himself coming. But he didn’t want to. Not like this. But then again, it was too good to stop. But Adam, almost premeditating Tommy’s thoughts, stopped.
“Oh fuck no,” Tommy said as he opened his eyes and looked down,
“Just wait. God, you’re impatient.”
Tommy laughed as he pulled Adam up by the shoulder to pull him in and kiss him. It was rough and frantic, the two of them fighting for what they wanted with their tongues. Adam smiled as he broke away.
“So are you ready?”
Tommy nodded.
Adam took him by the arm and turned him around to bend over facing the wall. Tommy knew what was coming and braced himself against the wall even though there was nothing to hold onto.
Adam was surprised that Tommy was so open to having sex like this in public. He wasn’t too sure how far he had ever gone with a guy before, but he didn’t care. Tommy parted he legs to give way to Adam. He felt him lick up the inside of his thigh and spread his ass apart. Adam swirled his tongue excruciatingly slow around his hole, causing little moans to explode out of Tommy. Before long Adam was tongue fucking him, Tommy on the brink of collapsing from the pleasure flowing through his body.
Adam turned Tommy back around to face him. He was still surprised his zipper hadn’t already busted open from his hard cock. Tommy pulled the zipper down and laughed when he realised that Adam had decided to forgo underwear all together that night. Adam stepped out of his pants and took a condom and small bottle of lube out of his back pocket before dropping them to the ground.
“You had that in your pocket?” Tommy laughed. “Someone was optimistic about getting laid tonight.”
“Whatever you little fucker,” Adam said as he put the condom on. Tommy grabbed the bottle out of Adam’s hand and smeared the liquid all over his hand. He slowly spread it over Adam’s cock, pumping it up and down. He didn’t remember the last time he did this, but he was sure he was doing something right when a loud groan came out of Adam.
“Are you sure you want to do this baby?” Adam asked.
“Fuck yes.”
Tommy jumped up and wrapped his legs around Adam’s waist. Adam screwed a finger up into his ass whilst Tommy gasped and attempted to relax in this awkward position. He was so fucking tight. Tommy moaned helplessly as Adam added another finger.
“Fuck this! I need you now,” Tommy said wanting to finally be finished with all of this.
He positioned Adam properly and before both of them knew it, Tommy was impaling himself on Adam’s cock. It was slow at first, but they soon realised that it was going to have to be fast. Adam quickened the pace and Tommy hissed loudly at the pleasure and the pain.
Tommy wrapped his legs tighter as the speed increased whilst Adam wrapped his arms around Tommy’s legs and grabbed his ass, pushing him up harder against the wall. Tommy was moaning loudly and shouting curses into Adam’s ear, but he was sure that people within a metre’s earshot still couldn’t hear him over the loud music. Getting faster and deeper with every thrust, Tommy no longer could hold himself up properly and opted to just flop himself over Adam’s shoulders.
Adam knew he was coming. He buried his head into the crook of Tommy’s neck. They were both shaking with pleasure during the last deep and desperate thrusts. He lost his grip around Tommy’s legs and collapsed into him, coming all over Tommy’s stomach. Still trying to recover, Adam knew that he wasn’t done with Tommy yet.
“Are you okay?” He said, his voice hoarse.
“I can’t think anymore.”
Adam laughed as he pulled Tommy closer into him.
“Wrap your legs around me again.”
“Why?”
“Just do it!”
Tommy did what he said and before he knew it, he felt Adam grab him underneath and push him up onto his shoulders. Since the ceiling of the room was fairly low, Tommy was able to push down on Adam, up on the ceiling and against the wall to gain balance.
With his legs draped over Adam’s shoulders and back, he finally realised how Adam was going to get him off. Tommy was fucking mindblown as Adam began to deep throat him. Here. Like this. He could tell that Adam had had experience with this kind of thing. Adam swirled his tongue around his cock and Tommy could soon feel it coming. He came into Adam’s mouth, screaming his name loudly- unashamed of who could hear.
His body felt like jelly as Adam pulled him down by the hips and slinked him down back to his own two feet. The two of them panted heavily in time with each other before Tommy broke into a smirk.
“Fuck.”
Adam laughed as he found his spot back in the crook of Tommy’s neck. Then suddenly, the two of them realised that indeed, this place was not in it’s own different world. There was still a reality and things had to be done.
“Oh shit. What’s the time?” Adam asked.
“No clue.”
“Fuck our lives.”
“Gladly.”
Adam smirked.
The two of them scrambled around for their clothes before rushing out of the club. Adam checked his phone for the time- they still had two hours left till they had to leave and he had no new messages either so no one had realised the two of them were gone. They caught the nearest taxi back to the hotel and feeling like immature high school kids sneaking out of the house at night, they silently made their way back to their floor.
“Tonight was fun,” Adam said outside of their rooms, before parting ways. “But what did you think?”
Tommy’s face scrunched up as he tried to think of an appropriate answer.
“Please tell me you know some good gay bars in Florida.”
Author: samanthablah
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5366
Summary: I did this for the teamlambliff fic meme. Based on Prompt 62: Adam and Tommy are bored and decide to go to a gaybar.
Notes: This is my first fanfic, like ever. Have mercy on me.
Disclaimer: None of this is belongs to me. Damn.
Where Are We Going To End Up Tonight?
It was the middle of their nationwide tour. Even though the late nights, early mornings and set daily schedules were kind of labourious at times, he wasn’t lying during interviews when he said that the crowd’s energy and positivity recharged his battery.
Adam Lambert and his band had spent the past week in New York. Two shows, a shitload of press and not a lot of sleep. Flying out to Florida the following morning, everyone had spent the particularly warm Thursday night packing up their luggage, costumes, and musical equipment, as well as spending the time they had left in Adam’s hotel room, talking and watching movies. It had been a long time since they were able to just relax.
As the time began clocking closer to midnight and a crescent moon shone high above New York City’s vibrant lights, it was almost as if a spell had been cast and one by one people filed out to call it a night. With years of experience between them all, they all knew to grab onto as much sleep as they could, when they could. However, despite it being almost midnight and six or so hours till they were out of the state, Tommy didn’t feel like getting any sleep. He was in fucking New York. He wanted to go out and have fun on his last night. But he knew that it would be a bad idea. He didn’t even know New York well enough to go exploring at this hour. And plus, he really didn’t want to be completely smashed and spend half of tomorrow’s plane ride throwing up in the bathroom did he? He mediated over his thoughts and before he knew it, it finally clicked in his head that Monte, Lisa and LP were gone and he was by himself alone with Adam. Adam was lying down on a couch mindlessly watching the TV not realising Tommy was still sitting on the chair opposite him.
“Oh, you’re still here?”
“Mmm.”
“Well, are you going to leave?” Adam said sitting up and facing him. He didn’t want to sound too pushy for him to leave. But then again, he didn’t want to sound too eager for him to stay either. He liked Tommy’s company. But he did want to get some sleep too. Well, after the movie was over.
Tommy wasn’t sure whether or not he should bring it up with Adam or just follow suit like the other three. His irrationality got the better of him and his mind was telling him to ‘just fuck it’.
“C’mon. It’s our last night in New York. Don’t you want to go out one last time?” Tommy asked. Adam raised an eyebrow at him. With that one gesture, Tommy’s self-confidence was demolished as he realised that he probably should have just not said anything at all.
“Are you even serious? Jesus Christ Tommy. We have to catch a plane in about six hours. We will be completely fucked over by tomorrow if we go out now,” Adam said dismissing the unwise idea quickly.
Tommy did feel kind of inadequate by his reaction, but he thought that maybe, just maybe, he could change Adam’s mind.
“Well, our next show isn’t for a few days anyway. That’s tons of time to recover. Even for just an hour?” Tommy said attempting to sway with hopeful eyes and a cheesy grin. Adam thought he did have a point. Being on tour didn’t really leave a lot of room for social life. And plus, he did know a couple of really awesome places that the two of them could hit up…
Adam didn’t know what got Tommy so hyped up to go out, but he eventually caved in. Tommy’s argument seemed pretty fair. And there was no denying that Adam thought he was absolutely adorable when he was begging to spend more time with him.
“So where do you want to go?” Adam asked Tommy.
“I have no fucking clue. I’ve only been to New York a few times. But surely you know a place where we could go?”
Adam did. But he wasn’t exactly sure if they were Tommy’s ‘cup of tea’. He had a couple of friends that owned a gay bar downtown, but would Tommy even be game enough to go?
“I have a couple of friends that own an awesome gay bar downtown. That is if you wanna go. But if not, I’m sure we could find some-”
“No, no, no, that sounds like fun,” Tommy grinned. He had been to a couple of them before so he was fairly receptive to the idea. And he was in a ‘just fuck it’ mood tonight- not really aware of what ‘it’ was.
“It’s midnight now. Let’s say meet back at mine in 20 minutes?”
Turning on the light of his hotel room and hopping around attempting to remove his shoes, Tommy’s mind immediately drifted to what the hell he was going to wear. He wanted to look good. He wanted to fuck with those boys’ minds and make himself look hard to get. Despite the fact that he had already packed his bags ready to go for the next morning, he flung clothes around his room trying to create the perfect outfit. He opted for the tightest pair of black jeans he could find, and even if he could say so himself, they were incredibly flattering on his ass. Underneath a massive stack of jackets and band t-shirts, Tommy found a black sleeveless top and a black vest buttoned up to go over it. In fact, it was the same one that Adam had worn during the Idols Live tour. It somehow found its way into Adam’s wardrobe and weirdly enough, eventually into Tommy’s. It was a little big on him, but he didn’t care. He looked hot. Shoes were easy. A good pair of leather boots were fairly appropriate for any occasion. Now, all that was left was hair and make-up. And he still had plenty of time left.
His hair wasn’t too bad. His fringe had it’s usual fluffy flop. He sprayed some hairspray into it and left it the way it was. He still had his eyeliner from earlier on in the day, so he simply reapplied it and kept moving along. Although, to try something new, Tommy rummaged through a dirty old make-up bag right down to the bottom, where a sparkly black mascara lived. He didn’t even remember the last time it was used, but he felt that tonight was pretty appropriate. Mouth slightly ajar, mind focused and eyes wide open, Tommy’s eyelashes soon became even more unreal than before. The last thing he did was put on eyeshadow. To be honest though, he didn’t really have that much experience ever putting it on. The only times he had ever worn it was when he dressed up in drag for the sake of dressing up in drag. He shrugged it off and attempted anyway. One eye closed and the other one open, he carefully let the electric glitter blue brush glide over his eyelids. After done with what he could do, he stood back, pretty proud of his work. And in record time too with just a couple of minutes to spare. He twirled around in the mirror to make sure everything was fine before making useless attempts to clear the mess he had made and walking quickly back to Adam’s room. On the inside, he was unbelievably excited for what the night would unravel, but there was no way in hell that he was going to make himself look inexperienced on the outside when it came to Adam’s world. Tonight was going to be interesting that was for sure.
Tommy clicked the door shut behind him. The TV was now off, but the light in the Adam’s bedroom was on. Figures that Adam would still be getting ready. Tommy found him in the bathroom doing the finishing touches on his make-up. Leaning against the door frame, he watched Adam applying his eyeshadow.
“How the fuck do you get it looking so pretty?” Tommy asked, looking at him through the mirror.
“A shit-ton of practise honey,” he replied following his glance in the mirror.
Tommy laughed. Adam turned around to face him.
“Come here.”
He cautiously walked up to him. Adam pondered over which colour to use on Tommy and then took his chin softly in his hands. Tommy fluttered his eyes shut and Adam was amazed by how beautifully long Tommy’s eyelashes were, impressed that he had decided to go with the sparkly mascara . He laid the base of his hand on his cheek and brought the brush up to his eye. Tommy could feel a smooth material where Adam’s hand was resting. He must have been wearing those leather fingerless gloves that he took from Tommy’s bag the other week.
He blended and coloured and defined and soon enough, Adam thought his eye make-up looked even almost better than his. But only almost.
Tommy removed himself from Adam’s clutches and leaned over, glanced and twisted his head from side to side, observing Adam’s work.
“Impressive.”
“You look hot.”
“I know. I just don’t want to seem too narcissistic,” Tommy grinned.
Adam laughed and rolled his eyes.
Now that they were both done, Tommy was finally able to look up and down and see Adam’s outfit in full. His legs were covered in black leather pants and he had a black shirt to easily match. His leather-clad hips were decorated with a massive studded belt which matched his studded boots. Even though Tommy was ‘straight’ there was no denying that Adam looked amazing. The smoky black liner around his eyes made him seem that much more incredible. Tommy’s eyes glazed over to what Adam was wearing on his hand. It wasn’t a fingerless glove, but in fact was the all too famous ‘cock-ring’ glove.
“Anyway, so are we both ready?” Tommy asked. Adam nodded.
“You sure you’re okay with going to the place I was thinking? It’s pretty… intense.”
Tommy wasn’t sure how to react, but he was sure hoping that his face didn’t look afraid. He had been to a couple of gay bars before and managed to score a couple of blowjobs, but he never really thought twice about it. He was pretty comfortable with whoever, whenever. But he could see how Adam could think he was new to all of this. And Tommy knew he had to show him wrong because words could only be so much. There was no fucking way he was going to seem weak and unable to handle it.
“I’ve been to gay bars before if that’s what you were thinking. And I’ve done things with guys too,” he said surprised by his own pride.
Adam nodded. He seemed to have taken Tommy’s bait.
“Okay then,” he replied simply. He wasn’t going to argue with him about it anyway.
“Is the place far away?”
“We could walk. But should we just take a cab? You know to avoid the paps and shit?”
“Yeah sounds good.”
If it were even possible, New York City seemed even more alive at night. Approaching the place, Tommy made sure that he was walking slightly ahead of Adam, so that he knew he would be coerced into checking him out, and actually see for himself how amazing those tight tight pants looked on him. This new side of Tommy was so different, and Adam wasn’t sure if he should be turned on or just run away. With every step, the pulsing beat of the club grew louder. New York already seemed to be in it’s own pocket of time, but as soon as Adam and Tommy entered the club, it was as if they had ventured into a whole different world. The rhythm of the music set the scene, and with the bar on the left and the dancefloor on the right, it really seemed like the kind of place that never slept. And yet, this vivacious atmosphere was completely concealed behind the modest stature that was visible on the outside.
Wanting to keep a low profile for now, the two of them headed straight to the bar before getting on the dancefloor. Tommy had already managed to get a few glances from men and he acknowledged them with a smile, but he didn’t want to ditch Adam immediately. Tommy sat down and let his mind wander whilst looking out on the people he would soon be joining. It was pretty much a sea of people ebbing and flowing, grinding and dancing along with whatever song was on. He turned back around to the bar and saw Adam talking to the bartender over the loud music. He figured that Adam must have known him because they both scored drinks on the house.
“So this place is okay yeah?” Adam asked Tommy whispering closely into his ear so his voice wouldn’t get lost amongst the loud music.
They had barely been in the place for five minutes, and already Adam was turning him on by how close he was to him. Tommy bit his lip and turned towards him, their faces just inches away from each other.
“Fuck yeah,” he grinned as he grabbed Adam by the arm and led him right into the middle of the dancefloor.
The pair managed to maneuver their way into the middle of the pack. They didn’t have a lot of time and Tommy wanted to get right into it. As each new song began, the group seemed to change rhythm and move along together with the new beat. With everyone in such close proximities, all that could be seen were people moving and the ground beneath their feet. All that could be smelt was the smell of sweat, sex and alcohol. It had been a long time since either of them had given in to the club scene like this. Adam ran his arms down Tommy’s sides till they rested perfectly on his hips. Tommy lifted his hands and placed them on top of Adam’s shoulders, their bodies moving in synchronisation. Tommy moved in closer and pressed his body up against Adam, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“I’m glad you agreed to come along.”
“Yeah, me too.”
The pair of them danced for god-knows how long before Adam asked Tommy if he wanted to go back to the bar and get another drink. Tommy vetoed and was left on the dancefloor whilst Adam went back by himself.
Sitting down at the bar, drink in hand, Adam let the alcohol take over him as he watched the eruption of the dancefloor ahead. He tried to look for Tommy amongst the heads of people, but Tommy was so tiny that it was pretty futile. But then suddenly as heads parted and bodies moved around, Adam managed to get a quick glimpse of him. The sight of what Tommy was doing made Adam swallow his drink down with a hurtful gulp. He seemed to have two cute guys up against him, rubbing their hands up and down his body. He saw Tommy smile and throw his head back as a brunette boy rubbed his hand over his ass. It was pretty fucking mindblowing. Tommy swayed around and gave his undivided attention to him, giving an unsaid goodbye to the other boy. Adam was amazed by how open Tommy was to all of this. The two of them were inches away from each other and Tommy began to grind himself up against this boy’s body. Adam could have sworn that for a split second Tommy’s eyes flickered up to meet his, a dirty smirk plastered over his face. As if his fucking ‘straight’ bassist was standing right in front of him with his arms wrapped around another boy’s neck? Tommy with an all-too-knowing look on his face initiated the first move and soon enough, the two of them were leaning closer and closer. Blinking a couple of times to make sure what he was seeing was a reality, Adam realised that that was just it. He was fucking his. Placing his drink down on the table in a massive rush, half of it spilling out, he leaped off from his stool and weaved his way through the crowd. Caught on randoms attempting to dance and hook up with him along the way, he finally managed to catch Tommy mouthfucking with his infamous mystery partner in crime. Adam took a firm grip on Tommy’s arm and whisked him away to a quieter place on the dancefloor.
“What the fuck Adam? I was having fun back there,” a pissed off Tommy whined.
“Don’t get try to get too friendly with anyone here. They’re just here for a good time. They’re dirty sleazy slutbags and you shouldn’t be hooking up with them. You’re not supposed to be doing that anyway,” Adam said stubbornly, overwhelmed by how possessive he was suddenly being.
“This place was your fucking idea in the first place! And why aren’t I allowed to do this kind of stuff? Because I’m ‘straight’? Ha. Bullshit Lambert. You’re jealous. You’re fucking jealous,” Tommy smirked, sneering into Adam’s face.
Adam glared at him. But he was right.
Unable to think of any good comeback, Adam proceeded to remove his glove. He grabbed Tommy by the ass and leant over till his mouth was right next to his ear.
“You’re going to pay.”
Adam invaded Tommy’s space by grabbing into between Tommy’s pants.
“What the fuck?! Here?!” Tommy said slightly panicked, hoping no one would catch them. Adam didn’t care. He unzipped his pants just enough so that he was able to take out Tommy’s cock. He swiftly ripped off the leather straps of the glove, them soon becoming lost amongst the abyss on the floor. He took the cock ring that was just on his fingers and manhandedly shoved it onto Tommy’s cock till it was right next to his balls. It all happened so fast and Tommy’s mind was spinning. Adam being so possessive in this dingy underground New York club just seemed too much for him to handle too soon. Having so many gorgeous guys around him and willing to get with him was now all a burden because of Adam and his jealousy. Adam zipped Tommy’s pants back up and squeezed the enormous bulge in between Tommy’s legs which made him yelp.
“That’s what you get you little fucker. Now go, back on the dancefloor. I say when you get to come.”
Well if this was how Adam was going to play, then two could play at that game. Awkwardly walking back onto the dancefloor, Tommy attempted to become comfortable. Although, everytime a new song would start, a new rhythm would begin and a new boy would grind up against him and he would pray he wouldn’t pass out. Adam went back to the bar to finish off his drink. He sat back casually admiring his work, enjoying the look on Tommy’s face and his constant struggle to not scream out loud and beg for Adam to give him his release. It was now that Tommy realised that he should have just gone back to the bar with Adam. But no. He wasn’t going to give in. That’s what Adam would have wanted him to do. Tommy was going to fight. To beckon Adam to come towards him and want him. This was all a game.
Every now and then Tommy and Adam would catch each other’s glances, although soon enough, Tommy had frankly had quite enough. He was desperate now so he decided to move onto plan B. Behind him, a cute twinky blonde boy was dancing with a group of other guys. Tommy decided to use him as his toy ragdoll to dominate over Adam. He had managed to maneuver himself so that the two of them were now dancing and facing each other. The boy, pretty open to Tommy’s actions, placed his hands on his hips. Tommy made sure Adam was watching and then pressed his whole body up against him. He was pretty sure that this boy could feel his raging hard-on. He blinked, completely surprised by how fast this was moving along, but wasn’t totally objectified to going further. Tommy grabbed onto his shoulder and brought him closer to him, purposely grinding onto the random boy’s hips. He let out a slight moan as his whole body convulsed, getting a slight taste of what could be. At this point, Adam had decided that enough and enough and Tommy had won. Giving a quick nod of thanks to his friend who gave him the drinks, he immediately dodged his way through the crowd to where Tommy was. The cute blonde boy was still up against Tommy and with the dancefloor being filled with so many people, despite the ungodly hour, all that Adam could do was sneak his hand through and grab Tommy by the arm. Tommy felt the blonde boy’s grip loosen and soon found himself face to face with a lust-filled Adam.
“I need you now,” Adam whispered huskily into his ears.
Adam led Tommy back to the back of the club, the strobing lights of the dance part of the club soon dimming with every step. The two of them dodged past many couples in the middle of god-knows-what. Adam kept his grip tight on Tommy, both of them feeling like what was ahead of them was childish taboo. Past bathrooms with no doors, mirrors plastered with graffiti and what looked like gloryholes drilled into the walls, was a wide dark open room with a low ceiling and just enough lightning to see a few metres ahead. With the smell of sex in the air, the aura of the room was deep, dark and almost forbidden. Tommy felt so out of body as he looked around. He was barely able to see the people all over the place in various stages of undressing, foreplay and sex. Adam or Tommy couldn’t really hear any of them, their moans and erupting orgasms being muted out by the loud rumbling sensation that the music provided.
Adam didn’t waste any time. He immediately threw Tommy against an empty spot on the wall and trapped him with his hands either side of him.
“So… thought you could fuck around with me did you?” Adam said through gritted teeth, his thick growling voice penetrating against Tommy’s ear.
Tommy’s mouth curled into a sleazy smile. He didn’t seem to be intimidated by any of it at all. Or at least that’s what he wanted to look like.
“Oh baby, you’re not the one who’s in charge,” he replied coolly, the look in his eyes making Adam falter. Tommy didn’t want this to be about one of them being sub or dom. He wanted to play just as hard as Adam.
Adam attempted to shake Tommy’s words off. He wasn’t going to let Tommy psych him out. This was his territory.
“Says you,” he whispered huskily, his wet lips just touching Tommy’s ear. He grabbed the bulge in between Tommy’s legs and Tommy moaned deep. Adam smirked. He watched as his pretty face screw up with pleasure and then slowly relax as he let go.
At this point, Tommy really didn’t care anymore. He was getting impatient. He wanted his pants off, this cock ring off and Adam shoved deep and hard in him. He wanted it dirty and rough.
“You make it so fucking hard to not want you,” Adam said as he trailed light kisses down Tommy’s neck. He pushed his body up against the wall, Tommy trapped in between them. Adam wanted to make sure that Tommy could feel his massive rock-hard cock in between his pants. Tommy was in way over his head. He grabbed Adam by the hair and pulled him roughly towards him, their lips crushing in a battling frenzy. Adam responded openly as his hands hungrily roamed up and down Tommy’s body. Before either of them could have a moment to stop and think, Adam’s hands fumbled about trying to rid Tommy of his pants. Tommy couldn’t be more relieved.
Desperate and hungry for more, Adam recklessly unzipped Tommy’s pants and finally Tommy felt that little bit more liberated. They both knew that the floor of the club was dirty and covered in god-knows-what, but neither of them cared. Adam flung the pants onto the ground and went back to giving his undivided attention to Tommy. He gave a seductive grin as he bent down onto his knees. Tommy was trembling above him. There couldn’t have been a better sight than having Adam like this in front of him. If anything, it made him that extra bit harder, the cock ring not aiding him in this situation at all. Adam fingered the waistband of Tommy’s underwear- he knew he was a massive tease and he wanted to put Tommy through that little bit extra pain before pulling them down excruciatingly slowly. Tommy gasped as the stifling air of the room met his cock. Adam brushed the tips of his fingers over the head lightly and Tommy moaned wanting more.
Adam licked the backside of Tommy’s cock and Tommy moaned, his toes curling with this newfound pleasure.
“Take it the fuck off now,” he growled irritably, attempting to gain at least some composure.
Adam, no longer caring about holding up his possessive façade, did what he said and at last the final part of his glove was lost amongst the floor.
Finally feeling like he had some more control, Tommy grabbed Adam’s head and shoved it forcefully upon himself. Adam opened his mouth receptively. Tommy closed his eyes and threw his head back, amazed by how Adam’s mouth and tongue was able to skilfully wrap and suck his cock. Gripping onto Adam’s hair, he shamelessly pushed his hips forward, meeting Adam everytime he bobbed down. Then inside of him, Tommy could feel himself coming. But he didn’t want to. Not like this. But then again, it was too good to stop. But Adam, almost premeditating Tommy’s thoughts, stopped.
“Oh fuck no,” Tommy said as he opened his eyes and looked down,
“Just wait. God, you’re impatient.”
Tommy laughed as he pulled Adam up by the shoulder to pull him in and kiss him. It was rough and frantic, the two of them fighting for what they wanted with their tongues. Adam smiled as he broke away.
“So are you ready?”
Tommy nodded.
Adam took him by the arm and turned him around to bend over facing the wall. Tommy knew what was coming and braced himself against the wall even though there was nothing to hold onto.
Adam was surprised that Tommy was so open to having sex like this in public. He wasn’t too sure how far he had ever gone with a guy before, but he didn’t care. Tommy parted he legs to give way to Adam. He felt him lick up the inside of his thigh and spread his ass apart. Adam swirled his tongue excruciatingly slow around his hole, causing little moans to explode out of Tommy. Before long Adam was tongue fucking him, Tommy on the brink of collapsing from the pleasure flowing through his body.
Adam turned Tommy back around to face him. He was still surprised his zipper hadn’t already busted open from his hard cock. Tommy pulled the zipper down and laughed when he realised that Adam had decided to forgo underwear all together that night. Adam stepped out of his pants and took a condom and small bottle of lube out of his back pocket before dropping them to the ground.
“You had that in your pocket?” Tommy laughed. “Someone was optimistic about getting laid tonight.”
“Whatever you little fucker,” Adam said as he put the condom on. Tommy grabbed the bottle out of Adam’s hand and smeared the liquid all over his hand. He slowly spread it over Adam’s cock, pumping it up and down. He didn’t remember the last time he did this, but he was sure he was doing something right when a loud groan came out of Adam.
“Are you sure you want to do this baby?” Adam asked.
“Fuck yes.”
Tommy jumped up and wrapped his legs around Adam’s waist. Adam screwed a finger up into his ass whilst Tommy gasped and attempted to relax in this awkward position. He was so fucking tight. Tommy moaned helplessly as Adam added another finger.
“Fuck this! I need you now,” Tommy said wanting to finally be finished with all of this.
He positioned Adam properly and before both of them knew it, Tommy was impaling himself on Adam’s cock. It was slow at first, but they soon realised that it was going to have to be fast. Adam quickened the pace and Tommy hissed loudly at the pleasure and the pain.
Tommy wrapped his legs tighter as the speed increased whilst Adam wrapped his arms around Tommy’s legs and grabbed his ass, pushing him up harder against the wall. Tommy was moaning loudly and shouting curses into Adam’s ear, but he was sure that people within a metre’s earshot still couldn’t hear him over the loud music. Getting faster and deeper with every thrust, Tommy no longer could hold himself up properly and opted to just flop himself over Adam’s shoulders.
Adam knew he was coming. He buried his head into the crook of Tommy’s neck. They were both shaking with pleasure during the last deep and desperate thrusts. He lost his grip around Tommy’s legs and collapsed into him, coming all over Tommy’s stomach. Still trying to recover, Adam knew that he wasn’t done with Tommy yet.
“Are you okay?” He said, his voice hoarse.
“I can’t think anymore.”
Adam laughed as he pulled Tommy closer into him.
“Wrap your legs around me again.”
“Why?”
“Just do it!”
Tommy did what he said and before he knew it, he felt Adam grab him underneath and push him up onto his shoulders. Since the ceiling of the room was fairly low, Tommy was able to push down on Adam, up on the ceiling and against the wall to gain balance.
With his legs draped over Adam’s shoulders and back, he finally realised how Adam was going to get him off. Tommy was fucking mindblown as Adam began to deep throat him. Here. Like this. He could tell that Adam had had experience with this kind of thing. Adam swirled his tongue around his cock and Tommy could soon feel it coming. He came into Adam’s mouth, screaming his name loudly- unashamed of who could hear.
His body felt like jelly as Adam pulled him down by the hips and slinked him down back to his own two feet. The two of them panted heavily in time with each other before Tommy broke into a smirk.
“Fuck.”
Adam laughed as he found his spot back in the crook of Tommy’s neck. Then suddenly, the two of them realised that indeed, this place was not in it’s own different world. There was still a reality and things had to be done.
“Oh shit. What’s the time?” Adam asked.
“No clue.”
“Fuck our lives.”
“Gladly.”
Adam smirked.
The two of them scrambled around for their clothes before rushing out of the club. Adam checked his phone for the time- they still had two hours left till they had to leave and he had no new messages either so no one had realised the two of them were gone. They caught the nearest taxi back to the hotel and feeling like immature high school kids sneaking out of the house at night, they silently made their way back to their floor.
“Tonight was fun,” Adam said outside of their rooms, before parting ways. “But what did you think?”
Tommy’s face scrunched up as he tried to think of an appropriate answer.
“Please tell me you know some good gay bars in Florida.”