Fic: The Masseur (2/?)
Title: The Masseur (2/?)
Author: Amberwinters
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: AU fic where Kris Allen is a successful pop-star and Adam is an out of work actor that just got his masseuse license and a good job.
Wordcount: 2310
Notes: aka The masseuse. I now know a masseur is male haha. Thank you all for your wonderful comments. Here is part 2.
Warnings: Not too many yet, some cursing.
Tara was still working Kris hard and ignored his pleas for just a two-pack set of abs. Eva returned for the next massage session. Kris was glad since he was more comfortable with her but he recognized a brief feeling of disappointment in not seeing Adam. He had felt a little off since his massage with Adam. He had told Katy about it and she thought he was being old fashioned and too alpha. They had laughed about it.
Eva smiled apologetically to Kris, “I am so sorry about last time, Mr. Allen, my daughter got sick and I had to rush her to the hospital. I hope you were OK with Adam.”
“Yeah, he was fine. He was different.”
Eva laughed, “He is actually a really good masseur and the women love him. I know sometimes men get weird about other men massaging them so I hope you weren’t uncomfortable. I know sometimes Adam can be a bit much.”
“Really, it was fine.”
“Next week I need to take my daughter back to the doctor and it will be an all day affair. We can reschedule or I can have Adam or Rachel come in my place. Rachel is good and female.” Eva smiled.
Kris felt a flutter in his stomach and spoke before thinking it through, “Adam is fine. He knows where I live and security will remember him.”
“Great. Shall we get started.”
“Sure, is your daughter going to be OK?”
Eva smiled, “I hope so.”
Kris enjoyed the massage but it wasn’t as scintillating as the one with Adam. Kris was surprised at his feelings, he and his friends had always joked that they would never let a dude massage them. Kris was not homophobic but he wasn’t actively homosexual either. Not to mention Adam had skirted the line of professionalism and Kris wondered if Adam was gay. He decided not to ask Eva.
Eva finished up, “So I will tell Adam to be here at 6:30 on Friday.”
“Perfect. I hope your daughter is OK.”
“Thanks.”
Kris spent the next few days in the studio laying down tracks with his band. He remembered at 5pm on Friday that he had a massage with Adam. He finished up in the studio and got home at 6pm. He almost laughed at himself as he caught himself primping after his shower. Security announced Adam had arrived and was headed up to the house. Kris felt his heart race and wondered what the fuck. He heard Adam’s footsteps and noticed it was 6:29. Kris opened the door and saw Adam smiling. He looked amazing with his hair slicked back in a pompadour, faux tan and dark eyeliner rimming his eyes. He looked like a hot clubber.
“Hi, Adam. I like the look.”
Adam’s smile widened to a full grin, “Really? I just came from a photo shoot for my friend. He designs clothes and needed a male model.”
“Where is your massage table?”
“Oh fuck! Sorry, Mr. Allen, I rushed to and from the shoot. I have everything else. I just keep impressing you, huh?”
“Well, at least you haven’t made any offensive jokes yet.”
“I am really going to try to not be that creepy guy. Shall we go upstairs and do it on your bed?”
Kris coughed nervously. Adam grimaced and then laughed,
“I was being creepy again, huh? I just thought maybe you would be more comfortable in your bed. We could do it on the floor...”
“No, the bed is fine. Eva mentioned most of you clients are women, don’t you creep them out?”
“Of course not. They think I am sweet and harmless. Besides, I think you bring out the creep in me.”
Kris just stared at Adam and Adam shifted under his glare,
“I meant that in the best possible way. Shall we get started, Mr. Allen. I really don’t want to choke on my foot anymore.”
They went up to his room. Kris was really uncomfortable. Adam was going through his back pack and turned around as Kris was opening his shirt. Adam looked as if he was going to speak but then hesitated and stared at Kris for a few seconds.
“Why don’t I step outside and let you get ready. But, let me put the sheets down first so we don’t get oil on your bedding. You can just lay on your back with one of the sheets over you.” Adam quickly put down the sheets and stepped out of the room. Kris got undressed. He decided to forgo the underwear. Adam knocked a few minutes later.
“Can I come in?”
“Yes.”
Adam came in and set up some candles and incense on the dresser. Kris liked the lavender scent in the air. Adam came over by him and set the oil on his night table.
“Does anything hurt? Do you want anything special?”
“No, I guess the same as last time.”
“How about I mix it up with some shiatsu? Will it freak you out if I take my shirt off? This is an expensive top and I don’t want to get oil on it.”
“No it is fine. You are leaving your pants on right?”
Adam laughed infectiously, “Of course and I am only going to use my hands.”
“You’re creeping again.” Kris couldn’t help but smile.
“Sorry, turn over and I will get started.”
Kris rolled over to his stomach. Adam came over and shifted him towards the edge of the bed. Kris had a low platform bed which was much lower than a massage table. Still once Adam began it felt amazing. He was going deeper than last time and Kris was starting to tense. Adam noticed and eased up. He was running his finger tips up and down the length of Kris’ back to relax him. This gave Kris the chills. Eva never did that.
“You good, Mr-Kris?”
“Mm. It’s good.”
Adam’s fingers ghosted the top of Kris’ ass which excited him but also made him nervous. Before Kris could react the fingers were gone and Adam adjusted the sheet to expose one side of his lower body.
“Are you OK with me touching your buttocks or do you want me to skip to your hamstrings? I don’t want to creep again.”
Kris wanted Adam to touch him and was starting to get hard. “I’m fine with whatever. You weren’t skittish about it last time.”
“You weren’t naked last time,”
“I didn’t know you then,” Kris responded defensively.
Adam laughed hysterically, “Sorry, I didn’t know we bonded. Look, I get nervous with men sometimes.”
“Really,” Kris was surprised by the admission.
“Well, I don’t get nervous with men in general but I do when I am massaging straight men.” Adam had resumed rubbing the side of Kris’ buttock which was intense. Kris couldn’t take much more and was glad when Adam moved his hands over his buttock on to his hamstrings.
“God, you are beautiful.”
“What!”
“Shit, I said that out loud, didn’t I? Let’s just pretend I am retarded and ignore me. I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable with my comment.”
Kris laughed, “On the bright side, it would have been worse if you pointed out my flaws.”
Adam moved on to the other leg and readjusted the sheet. He continued in silence methodically massaging him. Kris just focused on the feel of Adam’s hands pressing, squeezing, and manipulating his muscles. Adam moved the sheet back over his groined area and asked him to turn over. Kris was nervous because he was sporting a semi-hard on and was pretty sure Adam would notice.
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“He wants me to take your place? Really? I got the feeling he preferred a female.”
“I know but I gave him the option of Rachel and he said you knew where the house was. Maybe he just likes them pretty,” Eva joked.
“Shut up. OK, he is a good tipper.” Adam had mixed feeling about accepting.
“Don’t think you are going to steal my client.” Eva became more serious, “Adam, I know you are a professional but don’t forget he is married and we don’t flirt with clients. Don’t look at me like that because I know your type and aside from being straight he is exactly your type.”
“Do you think I would risk my job for a no shot? I promise I won’t let you down.”
“Good, because Linda would not only fire you but make sure you never worked in a decent spa again. Be at his house by 6:30 on Friday.”
On Friday morning, his friend Cassidy called him up and begged him to fill in for a model that did not show up. Adam didn’t want to but he could use the hundred dollars and Cassidy promised to give him a jacket. He rushed to the shoot across town and modeled for six hours. Adam was glad he had thrown his work kit in his car since he would have to go straight to Kris Allens house to make the 6:30 appointment.
Adam congratulated himself for making it there before 30 seconds before 6:30. He waited for Kris to open the door feeling pretty smug.
“Where is your massage table?”
“Oh Fuck!” Bad Adam. He began to mumble his excuses and knew this would heighten the awkwardness. The last thing Adam wanted was to give Kris Allen a massage on his bed which would be far too intimate and of course that is just what Adam stupidly suggests. To make matters worse, apparently Adam saves all his inappropriate statements until he is in Kris Allen’s presence. So after mentioning that Kris makes him more of a pervert than usual he follows him up to his bedroom to complete the hardest massage of his life.
Adam tried to focus is attention on setting up the limited supplies he did remember to bring and turned to Kris to lighten the mood. He is distracted when he sees Kris undressing. Although that is what is expected, the combination of being in his bedroom and him being the hottest man alive caused Adam’s mind to reel. He needed to regroup. Adam tells Kris he will let him get ready in private hoping to establish more boundaries. Adam waits outside and tries to regain control by talking to himself.
You can do this Adam. He is a married client that does not like men. If you cross the line you will be fired and end up on skid row. Do not screw this up. For once, use a filter!
Adam knocked on the door and entered after Kris invited him back. Adam feels better and asks Kris what he likes. Adam notices he has his favorite urban decay shirt on and decides nothing is worth ruining that. He also made a mental note to add a t-shirt to his working back pack. He is amused by Kris joking about leaving his pants on but of course forgot his filter bantering back about using only his hands. Luckily, Kris is amused and not offended.
Adam begins the massage and immediately notices Kris is naked. Not good. Well, good but not good. Adam could not believe the hotness of Kris Allen. He had spent the last week fantasizing about steamy sex scenes between them which was not helping. Adam was trying to be objective but knew some of his touches were on the line.
As Adam moved to his lower body he couldn’t help but think, God you are gorgeous. Fuckity-Fuck-Fuck, he said it out loud. There was no blowing by that one. Adam apologized praying Kris would let it slide. Well, at least that would insure he was not in this position again because he was going to get FIRED.
Again, Kris surprised him by taking it in stride and as a simple compliment.
Adam decided his only option was to keep his big mouth shut and hopefully somehow get through the next half hour without incident. He finished and asked Kris to turn over. Adam could not help but notice Kris was sporting a slight erection. Not unusual but very hot and it was making Adam’s semi become a complete hard on. A horny Adam was a bad Adam. Dead grandmas, dead grandmas! Adam knew his libido always got him in trouble.
“Don’t say anything,” Kris warned.
Adam couldn’t stop himself and laughed because it was kind of funny in the most awkward way. Hoping to salvage his demise,
“Do you want a minute?”
Kris glared at Adam, “I think you may need more time than me. I haven’t gotten too many massages but I don’t think the massager is supposed to be sporting a raging hard on.”
Adam nodded knowing he deserved the chastisement, “I am sorry. I am gay and you are really hot. I am trying to be professional and I promise I won’t cross the line. Do you want me to stop?” Adam felt horrible and knew this was far worse than what he had envisioned to be a worst case scenario. Adam stood in nerve-racking silence as Kris looked at him for what felt like hours.
“I don’t want you to stop.” He saw Kris shift, “In fact, I think I’d like a little more.”
Adam’s jaw dropped to the floor. Did Kris Allen just imply he was looking for a happy ending? Did Adam Lambert die and go to heaven? Adam must have showed his eagerness and willingness to comply as he moved back toward Kris. However, the next thing he heard stopped him dead in his tracks.
“Whoa, easy dude. I meant more of a massage. You know I am not gay, right? I am married. This is too weird.” Kris got up and wrapped the sheet around him.
Now that really was the worst case scenario on the planet.
~~~End part 2~~~