Rub a dub dub, two men in a tub
Title: RUB A DUB DUB, TWO MEN IN A TUB
Series: A Year in the Life - January 2010
Date: Jan 13th - Rubber Duckie’s Birthday
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: R
Pairing: adam/kris, cameo by Hannah
Summary: title says it all LOL
Disclaimer: Pure fiction.
Deb’s Notes: Yes, I’m talking about Ernie’s duckie from Sesame Street. Thanks to amberboc for the idea. Give a listen - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8IfCSnYPYo
Let me just say for the record, I hadn’t really listened to the lyrics in years and when I heard this, with the vision in my head of where I was going with this story, I ended up ROTFLMAO!
“Daddy! Hurry up!”
“Coming Hannah, hold your horses.”
“What horses?”
Kris hurried into the family room, arms laden with juice and popcorn. Hannah was bouncing impatiently on the couch, wanting to watch her favorite DVD. Kris carefully set everything down and settled in beside his daughter. She crawled into his lap and grabbing the remote, he hit play.
Hannah rested her head against his chest and enjoyed the fun of Sesame Street. Kris remembered watching it as he grew up and he was thrilled that it was still teaching and entertaining children all these years later. There weren’t many shows on TV that Kris and Adam would let their children watch, especially unattended, but they knew when Big Bird and the gang were on, they didn’t have to worry.
The next clip was of Ernie having his bath. Hannah squealed.
“Daddy, sing with me! Sing with Ernie for me!”
Kris remembered the lyrics from childhood and got a little nostalgic when he joined in.
“ ‘Rubber Duckie, you're the one / You make bath time lots of fun / Rubber Duckie, I'm awfully fond of you / woh woh, bee doh! / Rubber Duckie, joy of joys / When I squeeze you, you make noise! / Rubber Duckie, you're my very best friend, it's true! / (doo doo doo doooo, doo doo)’ ”
Kris and Hannah swayed back and forth, getting louder for the chorus.
“ ‘Every day when I / Make my way to the tubby / I find a little fella who's / Cute and yellow and chubby / rub-a-dub-a-dubby!’
” ‘Rubber Duckie, you're so fine / And I'm lucky that you're mine / Rubber duckie, I'm awfully fond of you.’”
The song repeated a second time and Hannah sung it herself. As the DVD continued, Kris couldn’t get the Duckie song out of his head. Then he got a naughty idea. Adam had been out all day for contract negotiations and he knew his husband was going to be exhausted and looking for a relaxing soak. Maybe they could have a little fun in the tub themselves!
--*--
Adam dragged himself into the house. He was mentally exhausted from hours of boring but necessary legal mumbo jumbo to continue his record deal with Sony and physically sore from sitting in a chair and not moving about. The only thing that kept him going up the every increasing number of steps on the staircase was knowing Kris was waiting for him upstairs.
Sure enough, Kris met him in the doorway and they shared a long, slow kiss. Adam’s arms felt like lead but he managed to encircle his husband and give his cute little ass a squeeze.
“Just what I need - you and a hot bubble bath.”
“Get undressed and I’ll get the tub ready.”
Adam pecked Kris on the nose and started pulling at his tie. He heard the water running and Kris humming some ridiculous tune. Adam stripped down to his briefs then sat on the edge of the bed, head hanging low. He felt the mattress depress and magic fingers started working at his stiff shoulders. Kris planted a kiss on the back of his neck.
“Is it over?”
“Finally. We got nearly everything we asked for. I’m Sony’s bitch for another five years.”
“That’s great lover. You better get in the tub while the water’s still hot. I’ll get you a green tea and be right back.”
When Kris came back, Adam was stretched out in the tub, arms resting on the rim and his head back on a cushion, eyes closed. Kris set down Adam’s cup of tea on the hamper and Kris sat on the closed toilet and sipped his.
Adam heard a small plop and opened one eye. A cheery yellow rubber duck was smiling at him. “What’s this?”
“From Hannah.”
“Sweet. I’ll have to thank her in the morning.” Adam closed his eye again.
“Did you know today is Rubber Duckie’s birthday?”
Adam didn’t move anything but his lips, and even that was done with minimal effort. “Congratulations, I’ll send him a card tomorrow.”
Kris didn’t comment, just laughed silently to himself. “I came to a realization today.”
“Uh huh.”
“I think Bert and Ernie are gay.”
“You’ve only discovered this now?”
“Yeah, after I realized that we were like them.”
“Except we sleep in the same bed and have sex.”
“They could take turns in each other’s bed.”
“How did this turn into a discussion on puppet sex? And as long as we’re going there,” Adam added, not able to stop the corners of his mouth from turning up slightly. “Have you ever noticed Bert’s head looks like a hairy dildo?”
“Okay, I’ve had enough of this conversation,” Kris laughed. “That is just sick! How am I going to watch Sesame Street with Hannah again without imagining Bert’s head stuck up someone’s ass?”
“Just my little attempt to corrupt you.”
“Lover, you did that a long, long time ago. I’m beyond help now.”
All this time, Adam still had his eyes closed. He heard Kris moving around then felt a foot brush against his leg and the water washed up his chest like a wave on the beach as Kris settled in the other end of the tub. Kris stretched out his legs, resting them on top of Adam’s. Kris’ feet turned inward and they curved around Adam’s hips, massaging him.
“Mmmm, that’s nice,” Adam crooned, enjoying Kris’ efforts to relax him.
Kris continued rubbing the soft flesh and then decided a serenade was in order. “ ‘Adam Lambert, you're the one / You make bath time lots of fun / Adam Lambert, I'm awfully fond of you / woh woh, bee doh!’”
Kris’ feet traveled over Adam’s hips and one foot ran up the length of Adam’s cock. Adam sucked his breath in and bent his knees, opening up his legs to give Kris better access. Two skilled feet took up guard on either side of his twitching member and began stroking him.
“Oh, baby…that’s so good,” Adam purred, lifting his legs right out of the water and resting them on the edges of the tub. Beneath the bubbly foam, the ministrations continued, threatening a tidal wave.
“Uh, uh, mmmmmmmm….yeah, oh God, faster faster….”
Kris seemed unfazed, continuing his ditty. “ ‘Adam Lambert, joy of joys’” Kris pressed his feet together and Adam bucked his waist and cried out, a stream of cum shooting out of the water like a geyser and hitting the tiles behind his husband. “ ‘ When I squeeze you, you make noise! / Adam Lambert, you're my very best friend, it's true! / doo doo doo doooo, doo doo’ ”
Adam came back down to earth, licking his lips and panting heavily. Kris shift in the water until he was kneeling between Adam’s legs. He scratched Adam’s tummy and Adam giggled like his daughter. Kris’ hand descended once more underwater and he cupped Adam’s sack with one hand, fondling and petting while he went after the throbbing cock again. Adam’s sex laden eyes peered into his husband’s soul and found his world, his reason for existing.
“ ‘Every day when I / Travel down past your tummy / I find a big big fella who's / Hot and throbbing and chubby / rub-a-dub-a-dubby!’
Adam moved his own hand finally, seeking out Kris’ hard cock and they masturbated each other until they both screamed the other’s name. Kris collapsed again Adam and was wrapped in a pair of loving arms. Adam kissed his husband’s head and Kris spread his fingers over Adam’s chest. In the aftermath of their lovemaking, Adam softly finished Kris’ song.
” ‘Mr. Allen, you're so fine / And I'm lucky that you're mine / Mr. Allen, I'm awfully fond of you...too…boop boop e do.’”
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Deb’s Note: If you know of any non-major holidays we can have fun with, send a message with the date. I may ask from time to time for prompts for upcoming holidays, like I will at the end of this. Get your thinking caps on.
PS: Let’s try and think ahead ie, in June, please don’t send me a prompt for Feb.
Request: Do you have any plot ideas for Groundhog Day (Feb 2) or President’s Day (Feb 15)
Series: A Year in the Life - January 2010
Date: Jan 13th - Rubber Duckie’s Birthday
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: R
Pairing: adam/kris, cameo by Hannah
Summary: title says it all LOL
Disclaimer: Pure fiction.
Deb’s Notes: Yes, I’m talking about Ernie’s duckie from Sesame Street. Thanks to amberboc for the idea. Give a listen - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8IfCSnYPYo
Let me just say for the record, I hadn’t really listened to the lyrics in years and when I heard this, with the vision in my head of where I was going with this story, I ended up ROTFLMAO!
“Daddy! Hurry up!”
“Coming Hannah, hold your horses.”
“What horses?”
Kris hurried into the family room, arms laden with juice and popcorn. Hannah was bouncing impatiently on the couch, wanting to watch her favorite DVD. Kris carefully set everything down and settled in beside his daughter. She crawled into his lap and grabbing the remote, he hit play.
Hannah rested her head against his chest and enjoyed the fun of Sesame Street. Kris remembered watching it as he grew up and he was thrilled that it was still teaching and entertaining children all these years later. There weren’t many shows on TV that Kris and Adam would let their children watch, especially unattended, but they knew when Big Bird and the gang were on, they didn’t have to worry.
The next clip was of Ernie having his bath. Hannah squealed.
“Daddy, sing with me! Sing with Ernie for me!”
Kris remembered the lyrics from childhood and got a little nostalgic when he joined in.
“ ‘Rubber Duckie, you're the one / You make bath time lots of fun / Rubber Duckie, I'm awfully fond of you / woh woh, bee doh! / Rubber Duckie, joy of joys / When I squeeze you, you make noise! / Rubber Duckie, you're my very best friend, it's true! / (doo doo doo doooo, doo doo)’ ”
Kris and Hannah swayed back and forth, getting louder for the chorus.
“ ‘Every day when I / Make my way to the tubby / I find a little fella who's / Cute and yellow and chubby / rub-a-dub-a-dubby!’
” ‘Rubber Duckie, you're so fine / And I'm lucky that you're mine / Rubber duckie, I'm awfully fond of you.’”
The song repeated a second time and Hannah sung it herself. As the DVD continued, Kris couldn’t get the Duckie song out of his head. Then he got a naughty idea. Adam had been out all day for contract negotiations and he knew his husband was going to be exhausted and looking for a relaxing soak. Maybe they could have a little fun in the tub themselves!
--*--
Adam dragged himself into the house. He was mentally exhausted from hours of boring but necessary legal mumbo jumbo to continue his record deal with Sony and physically sore from sitting in a chair and not moving about. The only thing that kept him going up the every increasing number of steps on the staircase was knowing Kris was waiting for him upstairs.
Sure enough, Kris met him in the doorway and they shared a long, slow kiss. Adam’s arms felt like lead but he managed to encircle his husband and give his cute little ass a squeeze.
“Just what I need - you and a hot bubble bath.”
“Get undressed and I’ll get the tub ready.”
Adam pecked Kris on the nose and started pulling at his tie. He heard the water running and Kris humming some ridiculous tune. Adam stripped down to his briefs then sat on the edge of the bed, head hanging low. He felt the mattress depress and magic fingers started working at his stiff shoulders. Kris planted a kiss on the back of his neck.
“Is it over?”
“Finally. We got nearly everything we asked for. I’m Sony’s bitch for another five years.”
“That’s great lover. You better get in the tub while the water’s still hot. I’ll get you a green tea and be right back.”
When Kris came back, Adam was stretched out in the tub, arms resting on the rim and his head back on a cushion, eyes closed. Kris set down Adam’s cup of tea on the hamper and Kris sat on the closed toilet and sipped his.
Adam heard a small plop and opened one eye. A cheery yellow rubber duck was smiling at him. “What’s this?”
“From Hannah.”
“Sweet. I’ll have to thank her in the morning.” Adam closed his eye again.
“Did you know today is Rubber Duckie’s birthday?”
Adam didn’t move anything but his lips, and even that was done with minimal effort. “Congratulations, I’ll send him a card tomorrow.”
Kris didn’t comment, just laughed silently to himself. “I came to a realization today.”
“Uh huh.”
“I think Bert and Ernie are gay.”
“You’ve only discovered this now?”
“Yeah, after I realized that we were like them.”
“Except we sleep in the same bed and have sex.”
“They could take turns in each other’s bed.”
“How did this turn into a discussion on puppet sex? And as long as we’re going there,” Adam added, not able to stop the corners of his mouth from turning up slightly. “Have you ever noticed Bert’s head looks like a hairy dildo?”
“Okay, I’ve had enough of this conversation,” Kris laughed. “That is just sick! How am I going to watch Sesame Street with Hannah again without imagining Bert’s head stuck up someone’s ass?”
“Just my little attempt to corrupt you.”
“Lover, you did that a long, long time ago. I’m beyond help now.”
All this time, Adam still had his eyes closed. He heard Kris moving around then felt a foot brush against his leg and the water washed up his chest like a wave on the beach as Kris settled in the other end of the tub. Kris stretched out his legs, resting them on top of Adam’s. Kris’ feet turned inward and they curved around Adam’s hips, massaging him.
“Mmmm, that’s nice,” Adam crooned, enjoying Kris’ efforts to relax him.
Kris continued rubbing the soft flesh and then decided a serenade was in order. “ ‘Adam Lambert, you're the one / You make bath time lots of fun / Adam Lambert, I'm awfully fond of you / woh woh, bee doh!’”
Kris’ feet traveled over Adam’s hips and one foot ran up the length of Adam’s cock. Adam sucked his breath in and bent his knees, opening up his legs to give Kris better access. Two skilled feet took up guard on either side of his twitching member and began stroking him.
“Oh, baby…that’s so good,” Adam purred, lifting his legs right out of the water and resting them on the edges of the tub. Beneath the bubbly foam, the ministrations continued, threatening a tidal wave.
“Uh, uh, mmmmmmmm….yeah, oh God, faster faster….”
Kris seemed unfazed, continuing his ditty. “ ‘Adam Lambert, joy of joys’” Kris pressed his feet together and Adam bucked his waist and cried out, a stream of cum shooting out of the water like a geyser and hitting the tiles behind his husband. “ ‘ When I squeeze you, you make noise! / Adam Lambert, you're my very best friend, it's true! / doo doo doo doooo, doo doo’ ”
Adam came back down to earth, licking his lips and panting heavily. Kris shift in the water until he was kneeling between Adam’s legs. He scratched Adam’s tummy and Adam giggled like his daughter. Kris’ hand descended once more underwater and he cupped Adam’s sack with one hand, fondling and petting while he went after the throbbing cock again. Adam’s sex laden eyes peered into his husband’s soul and found his world, his reason for existing.
“ ‘Every day when I / Travel down past your tummy / I find a big big fella who's / Hot and throbbing and chubby / rub-a-dub-a-dubby!’
Adam moved his own hand finally, seeking out Kris’ hard cock and they masturbated each other until they both screamed the other’s name. Kris collapsed again Adam and was wrapped in a pair of loving arms. Adam kissed his husband’s head and Kris spread his fingers over Adam’s chest. In the aftermath of their lovemaking, Adam softly finished Kris’ song.
” ‘Mr. Allen, you're so fine / And I'm lucky that you're mine / Mr. Allen, I'm awfully fond of you...too…boop boop e do.’”
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Deb’s Note: If you know of any non-major holidays we can have fun with, send a message with the date. I may ask from time to time for prompts for upcoming holidays, like I will at the end of this. Get your thinking caps on.
PS: Let’s try and think ahead ie, in June, please don’t send me a prompt for Feb.
Request: Do you have any plot ideas for Groundhog Day (Feb 2) or President’s Day (Feb 15)