Fic: The Deal (6/?)
Adam woke up early knowing he had to catch a ten AM flight out of Heathrow. He was surprised to find Kris’ head on his chest. For all Kris’ bravado, he seemed to be quite the cuddler himself. Adam carefully abstracted himself and quietly got ready. Before leaving Adam left a quick note thanking him for the trip. Adam left and began the journey home. He caught a cab from the airport rather than explaining to his friends where he was. Brad called him to see how he was doing. They hadn’t really spoken since Adam told Jesse that he was Brad’s ex-boyfriend.
“Hey, Brad how is it going?”
“Good, I am recording a cool dance tune. Congratulations on getting the gig. I just found out you made the cast. Jesse told me Kris over rode their recommendation to go with someone else. He was actually really surprised and frankly a little pissed. How did you get the pocket idol to go to bat for you?”
“Mm well he knows music so I guess he thought I was talented. I think your boyfriend voted against me because of you.”
“He claims you aren’t a good fit and the other producers heard all the rumors about you. Adam, you need to really behave and do well. I don’t think you can afford any more scandals.”
Adam became defensive, “Most of my scandals weren’t my fault. Peter lied to me. He never told me he was married.”
“You should have researched him. Anyway, just don’t date anyone in the cast and watch your back. I think the other producer has it out for you and Jesse doesn’t like the fact that you fucked me. He is very jealous.”
Adam just switched topics knowing he was fucked. If he got caught screwing around with Kris a career anywhere in the entertainment field was out of the question. Adam wondered if he should break it off and quit the play. Adam also had less than a week to come up with 5 songs. Adam tried to call up Monte and Cassidy to help but both of them were out of town leaving him no acoustic guitarist to help. He decided to just pick songs and learn the lyrics. The next day Kris called at 8 pm.
“Are you home?”
“Yeah, I am-“
“Good, what’s your address?”
Adam wasn’t sure having Kris come to his apartment was a good idea. For one thing his place was pathetic and second, it would be like letting him into his life. Adam decided to play it off, “Why are you sending me flowers?”
“I was planning to come over.”
“Er…maybe we should meet somewhere.”
“Oh, do you have a roommate or something?”
“No but it is-“
“Then that is the perfect place to meet. I don’t plan on going to motels because it is too dangerous. I think it would be best if we hung out at your place.”
Adam looked around at his studio apartment and then sighed, “Ok but you can’t stay too long. I have to work on songs for the show.”
“You want me to bring my guitar?”
“You don’t mind? I mean I am sure you were looking for something else other than helping me prepare covers.”
“It’s cool. It will look better if I take my guitar anyway.”
Adam gave Kris his address and quickly began cleaning. His apartment was way too small and dingy to do much. At least he washed the dishes and scrubbed the toilet. His doorbell rang a half hour later. Kris was there in jeans and a t-shirt holding his guitar case.
He came in and looked around, “Wow this is a real shit-hole, no offense but don’t you think this is a bit of a dangerous neighborhood?”
Jerk.“It is not too bad and it’s all I could afford.”
“I am nervous even parking on the street. Now that you have a job, you should move.”
Adam just looked at Kris, “I have some bills to pay and I think I will wait a few months until I am sure this gig will last. If you are uncomfortable, we could go somewhere else or you could just leave.”
“Easy Lambert, I didn’t mean to insult you. I just don’t feel like getting mugged or having my hubcaps stolen. They have some nice apartments near the theater. I bet a studio there isn’t all that much more.”
Adam was getting annoyed, “Yeah, but I would have to move my stuff, come up with security deposits and stuff.”
“If you move to one of those apartments, I’ll pay for all your moving expenses including your security deposit. What do you say?”
Adam did not think it was a good idea to up his overhead but Kris was right his place was a shit hole and the neighborhood was dangerous. Also, his car was always breaking down so it would be good to live near where he worked.
“OK, I’ll look into tomorrow. You want something to drink?”
“Yeah, I’ll take a beer.”
Adam frowned, “All I have is wine or soda.”
Kris accepted a glass of wine and took out his guitar. Adam lit incense to try and cover the mildew smell. Kris coughed, “Put that out, I don’t want Katy thinking I smoked pot or something.”
Adam put it out annoyed that he was being told what to do in his own place. Kris Allen was a real asshole. Adam sat down on the only piece of sit-down furniture he had which was his futon bed that folded into a lumpy couch. Kris eyed the floor suspiciously and then sat down on the futon too.
“Is this your bed too?”
Adam already felt like a loser and Kris seemed to just be rubbing it in. Adam kept his voice level, “Yes, Kris, haven’t you already established my place is crap. I did suggest we go somewhere else but you insisted on coming over.”
Kris seemed to hesitate and then smiled, “Thanks for having me in your home. OK, so what songs do you have so far?”
Adam accepted the olive branch, “I have Crazy, A kiss from a Rose and Dust in the Wind.”
“OK, what about a Queen song? You could do “Crazy thing called love” that is kind of fun or how about an Elvis tune.”
They fooled around with some songs and before he knew it, they had two more songs. Kris was a great sounding board and an even better guitarist. In truth, Adam would never have managed to get two more songs in five days let alone in one night. They finished up at three in the morning.
Adam kissed Kris on the cheek, “Thank you for helping me tonight.”
“Well, I owed you anyway since you helped me with my song. Adam, you really are an amazing singer. I am shocked you are not already making hit records but hopefully some day you will. It is pretty late so I should go.”
Adam wondered where his wife thought he was or if Kris would get into trouble but kept his concern to himself. If he asked, Kris would definitely go off on him. Adam went down with him to make sure he didn’t get mugged going to his car. At the front door of his building, they looked at each other awkwardly. Adam smiled, “Thanks for coming over and working on the songs with me.”
“Thanks for having me.” Right before leaving stepping out Kris hugged Adam and then practically ran to his car. Adam was surprised by the gesture and hadn’t really reacted since it was over so fast. Kris was definitely a quirky bastard.
The next day, Adam woke up and met his brother for some coffee. His brother was moving to New York in a week so he was trying to spend some time with him before he left. After ordering their food, his phone rang and he saw it was Kris. Adam hated to answer but knew he had to so he apologized to Neil and took he call.
“Hey Adam, I am the apartments I told you about and they had one immediately available. I am putting down the security deposit but you need to sign the paperwork. Can you come down now?”
What! Adam lost it, “What the fuck? I told you I would look into it today; I didn’t say I was fucking moving today. You don’t get to dictate my living situation like this. I am busy right now so I have no intention of coming down there.”
“Excuse me. I just did you a huge favor by spending my morning talking these people into renting an apartment to someone who can’t prove they earn more than 20K much less their required 60K a year. They have only one opening and you are lucky to get it. I don’t know why you are being so nasty to me but you better stop right now. I am sure whatever you are doing can wait a half hour so you can sign a fucking lease and get out of your current apartment which is dangerous at best.”
Adam could feel Neil watching him, “I still have two months on my lease and they will make me pay it even if I move out. I just can’t.”
“Adam, I don’t like going there and I don’t like you living there. This apartment is perfect and I will be able to see you without drawing too much suspicion. Just sign the paperwork and I will help you with your other lease.”
Adam realized this was not about his personal safety but more about Kris being able to conveniently fuck him. Adam sighed, “I am at brunch with my brother and we just ordered. I will go down there after but it is going to be a couple hours.”
“Eat faster. I’ll see you in ONE hour. Don’t mess this up, Adam.”
Adam hung up on him. Adam looked at Neil, “Sorry about that.”
“What was that about? Did you get a new boyfriend that wants you to move in with him already?”
“Not exactly, this guy I just started seeing just doesn’t like my place so he wants me to move to a different part of town.”
Neil shrugged, “Your apartment does suck. Mom cries every time she visits you there so maybe moving is a good thing. Can you afford it though? It is cool that you got this new gig but the curtain hasn’t even opened it might not work.”
Adam had the same concern, “I know but like you said my place sucks. Anyway, let’s just talk about you and your going to NY.”
After brunch Adam headed over to the apartments Kris mentioned. He went into the leasing office and was greeted by a snooty woman, “Are you Adam Lambert?”
“Yes, is there some paperwork for me to sign?”
She grabbed a file and asked him to fill out some paperwork, “I gave your friend the keys already. I think he is up there now.”
“Why would you give him the keys if it is my apartment?”
“I guess since he paid two months security and the first month’s rent. If you give me a check for $6,000 I’ll give you the keys back.”
Adam got dizzy, “How much is the rent?”
“Two thousand but that includes water and access to the pool and gym.”
Adam signed the lease and felt nauseous. His other apartment was $550 a month with everything included. He was never going to be able to afford this place. He went up to the top floor and opened the door to his new apartment. Kris was in there talking on his cell, “Can you deliver it today? Wonderful, you will throw in the frame right? Great.”
Kris smiled at Adam, “This is really nice, right? They didn’t have any studios but a one bedroom is pretty reasonable.”
“Kris, it is more than triple what I pay now. I can’t afford this. I have credit card debt and the theater is not paying me that much. Plus, I piss you off a lot so that may not last that long.”
Kris frowned, “I thought you would love this place. Look at the graphite counters and you have a real stove. More importantly, it is in a good neighborhood and you won’t get shot getting out of your car. Don’t you like it?”
Adam had to admit the apartment was gorgeous. It was everything he ever could have dreamed of but still. “Kris, I love it but I am just worried.”
“Don’t be. The theater will do well. So, you want to move any of your furniture here or just take some boxes. Honestly, your stuff looked pretty nasty. Maybe just salvage a lamp or two and call it a day. I bought you a house warming present…a bed.”
“How apropos.” Adam went in the bedroom and it had an amazing walk in closet…sold! He could see the Hollywood sign from his bedroom window which made him pretty happy. It was perfect.
Kris came in and put his arms around Adam, “Admit it. Your life is a thousand times better since you met me.”
And a million times worse. He was going down a slippery slope. He had gone from a whore to a kept man. He was completely dependent on Kris Allen for both his career and now his home. He was in a very precarious position.
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Kris woke up in the London hotel room alone and a little bit sad Adam was gone. Kris shook off the emptiness and headed out for his afternoon flight home. He flew back thinking how interesting the week had been. He wasn’t sure what he had expected but he definitely hadn’t expected the feelings Adam evoked. He was just supposed to be an experiment, a simple walk on the wild side not someone Kris cared about.
Kris arrived that evening and went home. Katy was out which was nice since Kris just wanted to sleep for a couple hours before dealing with his life. Katy came home at about five in the morning dressed in dance club attire, “Oh good your home. Tomorrow or I guess tonight I invited a bunch of A-listers to come by so I need you on your best behavior.”
“Er…I already promised I would help out at the club. We are working around the clock to open on time and the guys have been covering for me.”
Katy just rolled her eyes, “You are so embarrassingly anti-social.” Katy climbed in the bed and moved close to him. She smelled like smoke, booze and weed. She kissed him, “I forgive you, Kristopher, what do you say you make it up to me by acting like my husband.”
That was the absolute last thing Kris wanted but he was feeling guilty about Adam. He forced himself to kiss her and couldn’t help remembering the feeling he felt when Adam had kissed him. Maybe he was just used to Katy’s kisses so that was why they felt so…nothing. He also dismissed the realization that sex with Katy was always a bit awkward. Even though Kris had been with Katy for over ten years, it had never felt as natural or comfortable as being with Adam. Well, he hadn’t done all that much with Adam so maybe full sex with him would be awkward too. Kris pushed those thoughts aside and focused on being a good husband. He bit the bullet and used some of his memories from the week with Adam to power through it. Afterwards, he jumped in the shower and began freaking out. This “experiment” with Adam was not working out as he hoped. He was starting to realize that the outcome was probably not going to be him running back to Katy…
The next day Kris went to the club but no one was there. He went down to the beach just hoping to avoid Katy’s soiree. After spending a few hours pining over Adam, Kris broke down and called him. Even though he was paying him, he had wanted to play it cooler and wait a few days before calling. Unfortunately, he wasn’t that strong. Adam seemed reluctant to have Kris over which was not only insulting but also against their deal. They needed to be discreet and Adam’s apartment would be best.
Almost 7 hours working on music. Adam was an amazing singer and the two of them fed off each other musically. In another life, Kris could see working with Adam on a professional level. Even though their styles were different, both of them appreciate good music and had musicality. Along with being beautiful and sexy, Adam was fun to be around. The only drawback to the evening was Adam’s home. It was basically located in skid row with junkies and homeless people all on his block. The lobby of his apartment building smelled like urine and Kris was pretty sure every car on the block was missing its hubcaps.
After finishing up at nearly three in the morning, Kris headed back home. Luckily, the pary had moved on and all Kris had to deal with were all the remnants of the festivities. Well, that was why they had a housekeeper. Kris went up to bed and secretly hoped Katy just slept out that night. Kris woke up at 8 am. Even though he only had about four hours of sleep he got up and headed out. Katy was nowhere to be seen so he just left a note stating he would at the theater working late.
He went to the theater but decided to check out an apartment for Adam instead. Kris had been appalled by Adam’s living conditions. He didn’t care so much that it was rundown but Adam was far too pretty to be wandering around a neighborhood like that. Adam deserved better and he did not want to ever go back there. Well, there was also a selfish part of him that wanted a convenient place to go with Adam and what better than next door to the club.
The apartments were gorgeous and he could see him picking a place like this if he was single. Fortunately, they didn’t have any studios so Kris checked out a one bedroom. He loved it. It was bright and modern. Everything seemed top of the line and Kris thought the rent was very reasonable. Since he was giving Adam two grand a month, that would cover the rent. Kris also thought limiting Adam’s spare cash was a good thing. Less cash would mean less opportunity to get into trouble. Kris really didn’t like the idea of Adam partying and possibly breaking their deal. Kris shivered at the thought of having to give up Adam. Yes, he is definitely moving into this place!
The woman running the leasing office hadn’t recognized him and seemed to be a bit of a snob. She like money though and was not about to turn down cash. She did require paperwork and Kris could not afford to have his name on anything. He called Adam to come down and sign. Kris was surprised by Adam’s reluctance but didn’t relent. Eventually, Adam agreed to come down in an hour.
The woman gave him the keys and he headed up to the apartment. He loved the white carpets and marble floors. It even had a gas fireplace. Kris wished he was moving in too. His own house was huge and cold. He had had no say in the decor as Katy insisted on a home decorator doing everything. Kris had one small music room in the house that was virtually in the basement. Basically, is was a house not a home to him.
Kris thought about Adam’s place and there was no way he was letting Adam ruin this new apartment with that pathetic object that served as a bed and couch. Kris found a nearby furniture shop on his iphone and ordered a top of line Queen size bed. No sense wasting space with a King bed since Adam was a snuggler. As he was finishing the call, he saw Adam come in. Now the place was truly perfect.
Adam’s eyes were wide as he looked around his new apartment. Kris hoped Adam loved it too. Kris was disappointed when Adam complained and seemed to be freaking out about the rent. Kris brushed his concerns off and pushed ahead so that Adam could get settled by that evening. He really didn’t want Adam spending one more minute at his old place. Kris also suggested he not take any of his old furniture. Kris did not want anything ruining his fantasy get away or rather Adam’s new place.
Adam seemed to be head over heels in love with the walk in closet. Kris thought it was funny that Adam got so excited. Even with all his money, Kris still only owned a modest amount of clothes that would fit in a small broom closet. Kris had remembered Adam seemed to have clothes all over the place and they had seemed pretty fancy. Adam was looking around the bedroom, “I am going to have to wait a few weeks to buy furniture. I already used the money you gave me to pay for my cell phone and part of my visa bill. I don’t think the theater will pay me for a few weeks. I am going to be living on ramen for a while.”
Kris could see Adam panicking again, “Adam, relax how about we may another deal.”
“No, thanks. I am already in over my head on the first deal.”
Kris felt a little hurt, “Really? What was so hard the free trip to England?”
Adam looked away, “Look, I am not used to other people calling the shots. This is just weird, ok. I feel like you are taking over my life.”
“Considering you were jobless and living in a shithole a simple thanks would do. You already signed the lease so how about we just get you moved in. I didn’t get much sleep last night so I’d like to get you settled so I can take a nap.”
“Why don’t you just go home and sleep?”
Kris had no intention of confiding in Adam that he didn’t want to go home. Katy would either be hung over or partying again with her “A-list” friends. No way was he going near there. “Because I agreed to help you get moved.”
“Fine, then let’s go to my shithole and get my salvageable stuff.”
Kris drove Adam to his apartment which didn’t look any better during the day. In fact, they had to push a few junkies away from the front door just to get in the building. When they got inside Adam turned to him looking a bit vulnerable, “I know you think my stuff is all crap but it’s my stuff and I care about most of it.”
For a player, Adam showed some inconsistent qualities. Kris wondered if he was faking these moments where he seemed fragile. “Ok, why don’t we pack the things you need for now and then I’ll arrange a professional mover to pack you up. Then, we can be back in time for the bed delivery.”
Kris helped Adam pack some clothes into a couple suitcases and headed back over. While Adam hung up his clothes Kris was making a list of things, Adam would need. One of the things was definitely a couch and big screen TV. It was the beginning of football season and Adam’s place would be great for watching the games. Adam didn’t seem like the sports fan type but Kris was paying him enough to pretend.
Kris told Adam to keep an eye out for the bed people while he went to the theater to check on things. He got there and Cale was there accepting deliveries. Cale smiled, “Hey rockstar, how was London?”
“Great. I am still a bit tired. What is going on here?”
“Not much, we will start rehearsals in four days. Hopefully, these guys have done their homework. We open in exactly three weeks so they need to be ready. I hope your boy doesn’t cause any drama.”
“Adam will be fine. He is a great singer and his five songs…”
Cale looked at Kris, “You only heard him on an audition song. Kris, is there something I need to know?”
Fuck! Kris knew he was a horrible liar and began to panic, “Er…don’t be ridiculous. I just meant I am sure his songs will be good. Actually, he sang more to me when I interviewed him.”
“You are so full of shit, Allen. I knew that guy was going to be trouble. Please tell me you are not having an affair with him. Actually, don’t tell me anything. I don’t even want to know what is going on.”
Cale was not just a band member but his best friend. He was the one person that really knew Kris and had been his friend before the fame, before his marriage and even before he flunked out of college. They had met the first day of sixth grade and had been best friends ever since. Kris had never confided in Cale that he might have homosexual tendencies since he had never truly acted on them before. Sure he kissed that guy at the club but he was drunk. Cale had been the one person that had laughed off the scandal saying he should have waited until they were in Las Vegas.
“You think I am having an affair with a man?”
“I think you acted strange the moment you saw Adam Lambert and the man has a reputation for seducing married men. You look guilty as hell right now and you are sweating. So yeah I think there is something going on but since you live in denial maybe it isn’t as serious as an ‘affair’.”
“You think I am gay?”
Cale rolled his eyes, “Kris, I have to log in these orders I don’t have time to play 21 questions. I just hope you are not risking your marriage, your career and our business on a player that prays on your type. Every action has consequences so you better make sure it is worth it.”
Kris didn’t say anything. Cale nudged him, “Hey, snap out of it. Tomorrow you are taking deliveries, like it or not rockstar because I have to go to a La Maz class. Don’t say it.”
Kris smiled, “OK, just show me what I have to do.”
Kris spent an hour helping Cale and figuring out what he would have to do the next day. He went back to Adam’s place and thought about what Cale said. Kris concluded the take away was he should make it worth the risk. Kris arrived and Adam was finishing up with the people delivering the bed. Perfect! Since he was paying for sex, he needed to be getting some.
After they left Adam seemed very happy, “Kris, the bed is incredible. It is one of those space age foam mattresses. You must have spent a fortune so thank you.”
“Glad you like it. Can I have some sex now?” Real smooth, Allen. Kris became flustered, “You know the services I am paying you for.”
Adam stiffened, “Of course, what do you want?”
“Don’t be coy, Lambert.”
Adam looked confused and then laughed, “That’s right, I keep forgetting how clueless you are.”
Kris was starting to get angry but then Adam went down on his knees. All snarky replies flew out of Kris’ head. Adam looked gorgeous looking up at him with lust filled eyes. Kris became instantly hard. Adam leaned in and gently kissed the area about his waist band, “I am going to suck you long time.”
Kris laughed at Adam’s attempt at a Vietnamese accent and suddenly felt the tension lift. Adam opened Kris’ pants and pulled them down to his ankles. “You are so perfect. I’d have done this for free.”
Kris was so turned on, “I’d have paid you triple.” Kris felt hot, moist lips around his cock and his knees weakened. Adam had taken all of him into his mouth. The man was definitely a pro. Kris watched as Adam began giving him the blow job of his life. It made Kris wonder what else he had been missing out on with Katy. They had done things but it was never this heated and she never seemed so eager. In fact, Kris had had never had anyone blow him with such fervor. Kris wasn’t going to last and found himself coming without even giving a courtesy warning.
Adam sucked him through the orgasm and then began kissing him along his stomach. Adam pulled Kris down onto his back and leaned over him. Kris thought for a minute Adam was going to start kissing him on the lips which he secretly wanted. Instead, Adam smiled and kissed him on the neck, “You are such a hot surprise sometimes.”
“Adam, that was fucking incredible. You must do that all the time.”
Adam stiffened, “Yeah, you know street corners, back allies, the Laundromat. You are still an ass, Allen.”
Kris let the comment slide and just pulled Adam down on top of him. “Why are we on the floor when we have a brand new bed?”
“I don’t have sheets yet for MY brand new bed.”
Kris frowned at his Freudian slip, “OK, then let’s go get some so I can take my glorious nap and maybe get some more sex.”
“Maybe you can help me with a not so small problem before we embark on this domestic adventure.” Kris smiled as Adam guided his hand to his erection. Kris was more than happy to oblige.
“Hey, Brad how is it going?”
“Good, I am recording a cool dance tune. Congratulations on getting the gig. I just found out you made the cast. Jesse told me Kris over rode their recommendation to go with someone else. He was actually really surprised and frankly a little pissed. How did you get the pocket idol to go to bat for you?”
“Mm well he knows music so I guess he thought I was talented. I think your boyfriend voted against me because of you.”
“He claims you aren’t a good fit and the other producers heard all the rumors about you. Adam, you need to really behave and do well. I don’t think you can afford any more scandals.”
Adam became defensive, “Most of my scandals weren’t my fault. Peter lied to me. He never told me he was married.”
“You should have researched him. Anyway, just don’t date anyone in the cast and watch your back. I think the other producer has it out for you and Jesse doesn’t like the fact that you fucked me. He is very jealous.”
Adam just switched topics knowing he was fucked. If he got caught screwing around with Kris a career anywhere in the entertainment field was out of the question. Adam wondered if he should break it off and quit the play. Adam also had less than a week to come up with 5 songs. Adam tried to call up Monte and Cassidy to help but both of them were out of town leaving him no acoustic guitarist to help. He decided to just pick songs and learn the lyrics. The next day Kris called at 8 pm.
“Are you home?”
“Yeah, I am-“
“Good, what’s your address?”
Adam wasn’t sure having Kris come to his apartment was a good idea. For one thing his place was pathetic and second, it would be like letting him into his life. Adam decided to play it off, “Why are you sending me flowers?”
“I was planning to come over.”
“Er…maybe we should meet somewhere.”
“Oh, do you have a roommate or something?”
“No but it is-“
“Then that is the perfect place to meet. I don’t plan on going to motels because it is too dangerous. I think it would be best if we hung out at your place.”
Adam looked around at his studio apartment and then sighed, “Ok but you can’t stay too long. I have to work on songs for the show.”
“You want me to bring my guitar?”
“You don’t mind? I mean I am sure you were looking for something else other than helping me prepare covers.”
“It’s cool. It will look better if I take my guitar anyway.”
Adam gave Kris his address and quickly began cleaning. His apartment was way too small and dingy to do much. At least he washed the dishes and scrubbed the toilet. His doorbell rang a half hour later. Kris was there in jeans and a t-shirt holding his guitar case.
He came in and looked around, “Wow this is a real shit-hole, no offense but don’t you think this is a bit of a dangerous neighborhood?”
Jerk.“It is not too bad and it’s all I could afford.”
“I am nervous even parking on the street. Now that you have a job, you should move.”
Adam just looked at Kris, “I have some bills to pay and I think I will wait a few months until I am sure this gig will last. If you are uncomfortable, we could go somewhere else or you could just leave.”
“Easy Lambert, I didn’t mean to insult you. I just don’t feel like getting mugged or having my hubcaps stolen. They have some nice apartments near the theater. I bet a studio there isn’t all that much more.”
Adam was getting annoyed, “Yeah, but I would have to move my stuff, come up with security deposits and stuff.”
“If you move to one of those apartments, I’ll pay for all your moving expenses including your security deposit. What do you say?”
Adam did not think it was a good idea to up his overhead but Kris was right his place was a shit hole and the neighborhood was dangerous. Also, his car was always breaking down so it would be good to live near where he worked.
“OK, I’ll look into tomorrow. You want something to drink?”
“Yeah, I’ll take a beer.”
Adam frowned, “All I have is wine or soda.”
Kris accepted a glass of wine and took out his guitar. Adam lit incense to try and cover the mildew smell. Kris coughed, “Put that out, I don’t want Katy thinking I smoked pot or something.”
Adam put it out annoyed that he was being told what to do in his own place. Kris Allen was a real asshole. Adam sat down on the only piece of sit-down furniture he had which was his futon bed that folded into a lumpy couch. Kris eyed the floor suspiciously and then sat down on the futon too.
“Is this your bed too?”
Adam already felt like a loser and Kris seemed to just be rubbing it in. Adam kept his voice level, “Yes, Kris, haven’t you already established my place is crap. I did suggest we go somewhere else but you insisted on coming over.”
Kris seemed to hesitate and then smiled, “Thanks for having me in your home. OK, so what songs do you have so far?”
Adam accepted the olive branch, “I have Crazy, A kiss from a Rose and Dust in the Wind.”
“OK, what about a Queen song? You could do “Crazy thing called love” that is kind of fun or how about an Elvis tune.”
They fooled around with some songs and before he knew it, they had two more songs. Kris was a great sounding board and an even better guitarist. In truth, Adam would never have managed to get two more songs in five days let alone in one night. They finished up at three in the morning.
Adam kissed Kris on the cheek, “Thank you for helping me tonight.”
“Well, I owed you anyway since you helped me with my song. Adam, you really are an amazing singer. I am shocked you are not already making hit records but hopefully some day you will. It is pretty late so I should go.”
Adam wondered where his wife thought he was or if Kris would get into trouble but kept his concern to himself. If he asked, Kris would definitely go off on him. Adam went down with him to make sure he didn’t get mugged going to his car. At the front door of his building, they looked at each other awkwardly. Adam smiled, “Thanks for coming over and working on the songs with me.”
“Thanks for having me.” Right before leaving stepping out Kris hugged Adam and then practically ran to his car. Adam was surprised by the gesture and hadn’t really reacted since it was over so fast. Kris was definitely a quirky bastard.
The next day, Adam woke up and met his brother for some coffee. His brother was moving to New York in a week so he was trying to spend some time with him before he left. After ordering their food, his phone rang and he saw it was Kris. Adam hated to answer but knew he had to so he apologized to Neil and took he call.
“Hey Adam, I am the apartments I told you about and they had one immediately available. I am putting down the security deposit but you need to sign the paperwork. Can you come down now?”
What! Adam lost it, “What the fuck? I told you I would look into it today; I didn’t say I was fucking moving today. You don’t get to dictate my living situation like this. I am busy right now so I have no intention of coming down there.”
“Excuse me. I just did you a huge favor by spending my morning talking these people into renting an apartment to someone who can’t prove they earn more than 20K much less their required 60K a year. They have only one opening and you are lucky to get it. I don’t know why you are being so nasty to me but you better stop right now. I am sure whatever you are doing can wait a half hour so you can sign a fucking lease and get out of your current apartment which is dangerous at best.”
Adam could feel Neil watching him, “I still have two months on my lease and they will make me pay it even if I move out. I just can’t.”
“Adam, I don’t like going there and I don’t like you living there. This apartment is perfect and I will be able to see you without drawing too much suspicion. Just sign the paperwork and I will help you with your other lease.”
Adam realized this was not about his personal safety but more about Kris being able to conveniently fuck him. Adam sighed, “I am at brunch with my brother and we just ordered. I will go down there after but it is going to be a couple hours.”
“Eat faster. I’ll see you in ONE hour. Don’t mess this up, Adam.”
Adam hung up on him. Adam looked at Neil, “Sorry about that.”
“What was that about? Did you get a new boyfriend that wants you to move in with him already?”
“Not exactly, this guy I just started seeing just doesn’t like my place so he wants me to move to a different part of town.”
Neil shrugged, “Your apartment does suck. Mom cries every time she visits you there so maybe moving is a good thing. Can you afford it though? It is cool that you got this new gig but the curtain hasn’t even opened it might not work.”
Adam had the same concern, “I know but like you said my place sucks. Anyway, let’s just talk about you and your going to NY.”
After brunch Adam headed over to the apartments Kris mentioned. He went into the leasing office and was greeted by a snooty woman, “Are you Adam Lambert?”
“Yes, is there some paperwork for me to sign?”
She grabbed a file and asked him to fill out some paperwork, “I gave your friend the keys already. I think he is up there now.”
“Why would you give him the keys if it is my apartment?”
“I guess since he paid two months security and the first month’s rent. If you give me a check for $6,000 I’ll give you the keys back.”
Adam got dizzy, “How much is the rent?”
“Two thousand but that includes water and access to the pool and gym.”
Adam signed the lease and felt nauseous. His other apartment was $550 a month with everything included. He was never going to be able to afford this place. He went up to the top floor and opened the door to his new apartment. Kris was in there talking on his cell, “Can you deliver it today? Wonderful, you will throw in the frame right? Great.”
Kris smiled at Adam, “This is really nice, right? They didn’t have any studios but a one bedroom is pretty reasonable.”
“Kris, it is more than triple what I pay now. I can’t afford this. I have credit card debt and the theater is not paying me that much. Plus, I piss you off a lot so that may not last that long.”
Kris frowned, “I thought you would love this place. Look at the graphite counters and you have a real stove. More importantly, it is in a good neighborhood and you won’t get shot getting out of your car. Don’t you like it?”
Adam had to admit the apartment was gorgeous. It was everything he ever could have dreamed of but still. “Kris, I love it but I am just worried.”
“Don’t be. The theater will do well. So, you want to move any of your furniture here or just take some boxes. Honestly, your stuff looked pretty nasty. Maybe just salvage a lamp or two and call it a day. I bought you a house warming present…a bed.”
“How apropos.” Adam went in the bedroom and it had an amazing walk in closet…sold! He could see the Hollywood sign from his bedroom window which made him pretty happy. It was perfect.
Kris came in and put his arms around Adam, “Admit it. Your life is a thousand times better since you met me.”
And a million times worse. He was going down a slippery slope. He had gone from a whore to a kept man. He was completely dependent on Kris Allen for both his career and now his home. He was in a very precarious position.
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Kris woke up in the London hotel room alone and a little bit sad Adam was gone. Kris shook off the emptiness and headed out for his afternoon flight home. He flew back thinking how interesting the week had been. He wasn’t sure what he had expected but he definitely hadn’t expected the feelings Adam evoked. He was just supposed to be an experiment, a simple walk on the wild side not someone Kris cared about.
Kris arrived that evening and went home. Katy was out which was nice since Kris just wanted to sleep for a couple hours before dealing with his life. Katy came home at about five in the morning dressed in dance club attire, “Oh good your home. Tomorrow or I guess tonight I invited a bunch of A-listers to come by so I need you on your best behavior.”
“Er…I already promised I would help out at the club. We are working around the clock to open on time and the guys have been covering for me.”
Katy just rolled her eyes, “You are so embarrassingly anti-social.” Katy climbed in the bed and moved close to him. She smelled like smoke, booze and weed. She kissed him, “I forgive you, Kristopher, what do you say you make it up to me by acting like my husband.”
That was the absolute last thing Kris wanted but he was feeling guilty about Adam. He forced himself to kiss her and couldn’t help remembering the feeling he felt when Adam had kissed him. Maybe he was just used to Katy’s kisses so that was why they felt so…nothing. He also dismissed the realization that sex with Katy was always a bit awkward. Even though Kris had been with Katy for over ten years, it had never felt as natural or comfortable as being with Adam. Well, he hadn’t done all that much with Adam so maybe full sex with him would be awkward too. Kris pushed those thoughts aside and focused on being a good husband. He bit the bullet and used some of his memories from the week with Adam to power through it. Afterwards, he jumped in the shower and began freaking out. This “experiment” with Adam was not working out as he hoped. He was starting to realize that the outcome was probably not going to be him running back to Katy…
The next day Kris went to the club but no one was there. He went down to the beach just hoping to avoid Katy’s soiree. After spending a few hours pining over Adam, Kris broke down and called him. Even though he was paying him, he had wanted to play it cooler and wait a few days before calling. Unfortunately, he wasn’t that strong. Adam seemed reluctant to have Kris over which was not only insulting but also against their deal. They needed to be discreet and Adam’s apartment would be best.
Almost 7 hours working on music. Adam was an amazing singer and the two of them fed off each other musically. In another life, Kris could see working with Adam on a professional level. Even though their styles were different, both of them appreciate good music and had musicality. Along with being beautiful and sexy, Adam was fun to be around. The only drawback to the evening was Adam’s home. It was basically located in skid row with junkies and homeless people all on his block. The lobby of his apartment building smelled like urine and Kris was pretty sure every car on the block was missing its hubcaps.
After finishing up at nearly three in the morning, Kris headed back home. Luckily, the pary had moved on and all Kris had to deal with were all the remnants of the festivities. Well, that was why they had a housekeeper. Kris went up to bed and secretly hoped Katy just slept out that night. Kris woke up at 8 am. Even though he only had about four hours of sleep he got up and headed out. Katy was nowhere to be seen so he just left a note stating he would at the theater working late.
He went to the theater but decided to check out an apartment for Adam instead. Kris had been appalled by Adam’s living conditions. He didn’t care so much that it was rundown but Adam was far too pretty to be wandering around a neighborhood like that. Adam deserved better and he did not want to ever go back there. Well, there was also a selfish part of him that wanted a convenient place to go with Adam and what better than next door to the club.
The apartments were gorgeous and he could see him picking a place like this if he was single. Fortunately, they didn’t have any studios so Kris checked out a one bedroom. He loved it. It was bright and modern. Everything seemed top of the line and Kris thought the rent was very reasonable. Since he was giving Adam two grand a month, that would cover the rent. Kris also thought limiting Adam’s spare cash was a good thing. Less cash would mean less opportunity to get into trouble. Kris really didn’t like the idea of Adam partying and possibly breaking their deal. Kris shivered at the thought of having to give up Adam. Yes, he is definitely moving into this place!
The woman running the leasing office hadn’t recognized him and seemed to be a bit of a snob. She like money though and was not about to turn down cash. She did require paperwork and Kris could not afford to have his name on anything. He called Adam to come down and sign. Kris was surprised by Adam’s reluctance but didn’t relent. Eventually, Adam agreed to come down in an hour.
The woman gave him the keys and he headed up to the apartment. He loved the white carpets and marble floors. It even had a gas fireplace. Kris wished he was moving in too. His own house was huge and cold. He had had no say in the decor as Katy insisted on a home decorator doing everything. Kris had one small music room in the house that was virtually in the basement. Basically, is was a house not a home to him.
Kris thought about Adam’s place and there was no way he was letting Adam ruin this new apartment with that pathetic object that served as a bed and couch. Kris found a nearby furniture shop on his iphone and ordered a top of line Queen size bed. No sense wasting space with a King bed since Adam was a snuggler. As he was finishing the call, he saw Adam come in. Now the place was truly perfect.
Adam’s eyes were wide as he looked around his new apartment. Kris hoped Adam loved it too. Kris was disappointed when Adam complained and seemed to be freaking out about the rent. Kris brushed his concerns off and pushed ahead so that Adam could get settled by that evening. He really didn’t want Adam spending one more minute at his old place. Kris also suggested he not take any of his old furniture. Kris did not want anything ruining his fantasy get away or rather Adam’s new place.
Adam seemed to be head over heels in love with the walk in closet. Kris thought it was funny that Adam got so excited. Even with all his money, Kris still only owned a modest amount of clothes that would fit in a small broom closet. Kris had remembered Adam seemed to have clothes all over the place and they had seemed pretty fancy. Adam was looking around the bedroom, “I am going to have to wait a few weeks to buy furniture. I already used the money you gave me to pay for my cell phone and part of my visa bill. I don’t think the theater will pay me for a few weeks. I am going to be living on ramen for a while.”
Kris could see Adam panicking again, “Adam, relax how about we may another deal.”
“No, thanks. I am already in over my head on the first deal.”
Kris felt a little hurt, “Really? What was so hard the free trip to England?”
Adam looked away, “Look, I am not used to other people calling the shots. This is just weird, ok. I feel like you are taking over my life.”
“Considering you were jobless and living in a shithole a simple thanks would do. You already signed the lease so how about we just get you moved in. I didn’t get much sleep last night so I’d like to get you settled so I can take a nap.”
“Why don’t you just go home and sleep?”
Kris had no intention of confiding in Adam that he didn’t want to go home. Katy would either be hung over or partying again with her “A-list” friends. No way was he going near there. “Because I agreed to help you get moved.”
“Fine, then let’s go to my shithole and get my salvageable stuff.”
Kris drove Adam to his apartment which didn’t look any better during the day. In fact, they had to push a few junkies away from the front door just to get in the building. When they got inside Adam turned to him looking a bit vulnerable, “I know you think my stuff is all crap but it’s my stuff and I care about most of it.”
For a player, Adam showed some inconsistent qualities. Kris wondered if he was faking these moments where he seemed fragile. “Ok, why don’t we pack the things you need for now and then I’ll arrange a professional mover to pack you up. Then, we can be back in time for the bed delivery.”
Kris helped Adam pack some clothes into a couple suitcases and headed back over. While Adam hung up his clothes Kris was making a list of things, Adam would need. One of the things was definitely a couch and big screen TV. It was the beginning of football season and Adam’s place would be great for watching the games. Adam didn’t seem like the sports fan type but Kris was paying him enough to pretend.
Kris told Adam to keep an eye out for the bed people while he went to the theater to check on things. He got there and Cale was there accepting deliveries. Cale smiled, “Hey rockstar, how was London?”
“Great. I am still a bit tired. What is going on here?”
“Not much, we will start rehearsals in four days. Hopefully, these guys have done their homework. We open in exactly three weeks so they need to be ready. I hope your boy doesn’t cause any drama.”
“Adam will be fine. He is a great singer and his five songs…”
Cale looked at Kris, “You only heard him on an audition song. Kris, is there something I need to know?”
Fuck! Kris knew he was a horrible liar and began to panic, “Er…don’t be ridiculous. I just meant I am sure his songs will be good. Actually, he sang more to me when I interviewed him.”
“You are so full of shit, Allen. I knew that guy was going to be trouble. Please tell me you are not having an affair with him. Actually, don’t tell me anything. I don’t even want to know what is going on.”
Cale was not just a band member but his best friend. He was the one person that really knew Kris and had been his friend before the fame, before his marriage and even before he flunked out of college. They had met the first day of sixth grade and had been best friends ever since. Kris had never confided in Cale that he might have homosexual tendencies since he had never truly acted on them before. Sure he kissed that guy at the club but he was drunk. Cale had been the one person that had laughed off the scandal saying he should have waited until they were in Las Vegas.
“You think I am having an affair with a man?”
“I think you acted strange the moment you saw Adam Lambert and the man has a reputation for seducing married men. You look guilty as hell right now and you are sweating. So yeah I think there is something going on but since you live in denial maybe it isn’t as serious as an ‘affair’.”
“You think I am gay?”
Cale rolled his eyes, “Kris, I have to log in these orders I don’t have time to play 21 questions. I just hope you are not risking your marriage, your career and our business on a player that prays on your type. Every action has consequences so you better make sure it is worth it.”
Kris didn’t say anything. Cale nudged him, “Hey, snap out of it. Tomorrow you are taking deliveries, like it or not rockstar because I have to go to a La Maz class. Don’t say it.”
Kris smiled, “OK, just show me what I have to do.”
Kris spent an hour helping Cale and figuring out what he would have to do the next day. He went back to Adam’s place and thought about what Cale said. Kris concluded the take away was he should make it worth the risk. Kris arrived and Adam was finishing up with the people delivering the bed. Perfect! Since he was paying for sex, he needed to be getting some.
After they left Adam seemed very happy, “Kris, the bed is incredible. It is one of those space age foam mattresses. You must have spent a fortune so thank you.”
“Glad you like it. Can I have some sex now?” Real smooth, Allen. Kris became flustered, “You know the services I am paying you for.”
Adam stiffened, “Of course, what do you want?”
“Don’t be coy, Lambert.”
Adam looked confused and then laughed, “That’s right, I keep forgetting how clueless you are.”
Kris was starting to get angry but then Adam went down on his knees. All snarky replies flew out of Kris’ head. Adam looked gorgeous looking up at him with lust filled eyes. Kris became instantly hard. Adam leaned in and gently kissed the area about his waist band, “I am going to suck you long time.”
Kris laughed at Adam’s attempt at a Vietnamese accent and suddenly felt the tension lift. Adam opened Kris’ pants and pulled them down to his ankles. “You are so perfect. I’d have done this for free.”
Kris was so turned on, “I’d have paid you triple.” Kris felt hot, moist lips around his cock and his knees weakened. Adam had taken all of him into his mouth. The man was definitely a pro. Kris watched as Adam began giving him the blow job of his life. It made Kris wonder what else he had been missing out on with Katy. They had done things but it was never this heated and she never seemed so eager. In fact, Kris had had never had anyone blow him with such fervor. Kris wasn’t going to last and found himself coming without even giving a courtesy warning.
Adam sucked him through the orgasm and then began kissing him along his stomach. Adam pulled Kris down onto his back and leaned over him. Kris thought for a minute Adam was going to start kissing him on the lips which he secretly wanted. Instead, Adam smiled and kissed him on the neck, “You are such a hot surprise sometimes.”
“Adam, that was fucking incredible. You must do that all the time.”
Adam stiffened, “Yeah, you know street corners, back allies, the Laundromat. You are still an ass, Allen.”
Kris let the comment slide and just pulled Adam down on top of him. “Why are we on the floor when we have a brand new bed?”
“I don’t have sheets yet for MY brand new bed.”
Kris frowned at his Freudian slip, “OK, then let’s go get some so I can take my glorious nap and maybe get some more sex.”
“Maybe you can help me with a not so small problem before we embark on this domestic adventure.” Kris smiled as Adam guided his hand to his erection. Kris was more than happy to oblige.