Love under Black Light (Part 2)
Title: Love under Black Light (Part 2)
Author: Dovesland
Pairing: Kradam; mentions of others
Rating: NC-17 for language and sex
Notes: strong sexual content and b/d. this is not for the faint of heart nor the prudish of minds.........
Disclaimer: This is not a true story. I do not own either of them nor have I met them. I would love to be the cream in that cookie but never happened never going to happen. This is just a little piece of my sick and twisted mind.....
Here is the link to Part One:
community.livejournal.com/kradam_ai/115620.html
and here is Part Two, Enjoy!
As Adam was getting in the cab to go back to the mansion, the same waiter from before approached him with another note and a black satin box.
“Sir, these are to be read and opened once you are in the cab. Enjoy the rest of your night.” Then the waiter quickly bowed, turned and went back into the club. Adam was standing there, cab door open with the box in one hand, the note in the other, confused as a randy goat surrounded by ducks. The cabbie honked his horn snapping Adam out of his thoughts, then he got into the back of the cab and tore open the note.
It simply read:
Booth 7 tomorrow, midnight.
Adam looked out of the window staring at everything and nothing. ‘Do I dare look in that box?’ He thought, ‘First, cuffs and a blindfold (which were both in his back pocket) amazing sex, then that voice…….now another note and a goodie box….’ He looked down at the box and with great trepidation opened it.
Inside he found an elaborate ivory cock ring, inscribed with locks and keys, and a pair of earplugs. Adam’s mind raced at the possibilities of these two items and with thoughts of what just happened. When the man had finally spoken just that one word, ‘Adam’, the voice had sounded so familiar. The inflection, the raspiness, the Arkansas lilt…… but Kris had never given him any indication that Adam’s constant flirting was getting him anything but a giggle or a blush. Kris always held onto his state of being married like a puppy to the teat, for nourishment and security. Was it all just a cover for Kris’s attraction towards Adam, or did he really just get fucked by a total stranger who recognized him from Idol. “Shit,” Adam said out loud to himself, “I’m going to end up in the enquirer with pictures of me naked, chained to the ceiling of a gay s&m bar.”
“That’s never good my friend.” Replied the cab driver. “Never good at all.”
Adam threw back his head and laughed loudly, realizing that he had just said all of that aloud and in front of yet another stranger. The producers were going to have a field day with this if it all got out. ‘Maybe tomorrow’s meeting isn’t such a good idea after all.’ He thought ‘Perhaps I shouldn’t tempt fate, just enjoy tonight for what it was and let it be.’ However, the ivory of the cock ring against the black satin kept drawing his attention back time and time again. Not wanting to give the cab driver anything else to share with the tabloids, he finally closed the box and stared out the window reliving the memory of what had just happened.
Once Adam got back to the mansion, he found Danny passed out on the couch, still naked, and an infomercial for the amazing magic bullet blaring from the TV. He quietly skirted around him and headed to his room. When he got there, he threw the black box on his bed and took off his clothes. Still thinking about the way that the man had thrust into him stirred him up again and soon he was standing in the middle of his bedroom naked with his cock throbbing. As he had undressed, he had removed the blindfold and cuffs from his pocket and they now lay on the bed next to the black box. He so wanted to peek into Kris’s room to see if he was there and if it looked like he had been out, but the thought of Kris waking up to find him looming over his bed, naked with a raging hard on cracked him up. If he wasn’t the mysterious stranger from tonight, he would probably scare the shit out of the poor boy. If he was, it might mess up whatever Kris had planned for the next evening.
“Damnit! This is ridiculous! I’m too confused to masturbate. Never thought THAT would happen to me!” So he arrogantly decided that it would not happen and he laid down before he could get his nerve up to peek in on Kris, or losing his hard on. Once he got comfortable, he started stroking his cock. As the sensations started to flow over him, he turned his head and felt the silk of the blindfold. “mmmmm silk,” Adam moaned and reached for the blindfold. He then twined it around his hand and went back to stroking himself. The cool silk felt almost slick at first until he increased his rhythm to a fast and jerky pace. Then the friction of the cloth took on a rough texture as the surface changed with each stroke. His mind raced back to the feel of his silent lover pounding into him over and over again, fast and cruel and just as his mind replayed that final thrust, Adam came again all over the silk blindfold.
He laid in the bed shaking with aftershocks and soon drifted off to sleep. Naked except for the silk blindfold, now sticky and rumpled, but still wrapped around his hand that enveloped his spent and subsided erection…….
The next morning, Adam thought he saw Kris peeping in from the bathroom door at his naked form in semi slumber and thought that he heard a little giggle. Ignoring Kris as best he could, Adam stretched and his hand bumped into the steel cuffs from last night. Suddenly Adam realized what Kris may have been laughing at. He had fallen asleep on top of the covers naked and surrounded by a black satin box, (which had fallen open during his sleep and revealed its contents) a pair of handcuffs and his hand still wrapped in black silk. ‘I am a fucking idiot!’ Adam thought. ‘I probably look like I am posing for a gay porn magazine…..sheesh…..mental note, put sex toys away BEFORE going to sleep next time….’ And, to top it all off he was laying there all sprawled out with morning wood.
Trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary, Adam got up, put the cuffs in with the cock ring and earplugs and laid the box on his dresser. Then he stumbled into the bathroom to pee. Of course it did nothing for the hard on because thinking about how long Kris might have been standing there watching him sleep surrounded by sex toys was kinda turning him on. He rinsed out the blindfold and hung it on the towel rack to dry, then jumped into the shower. The hot water felt awesome on his arm muscles and ass. “whoo hoo, I got road hard and put up wet last night, I’m still feeling it!” he said to the shower head as he washed and rinsed himself. Just as he lathered up his hair, Adam heard someone enter the bathroom.
“Kris is that you?” Adam called out.
“Yeah bub I figured I would shave while you were in the shower to save time, we have studio time this morning and I don’t want to be late for it.”
Adam rinsed his hair and lathered up again. He did not want to step out naked while Kris was standing at the sink. ‘Funny,’ he pondered, ‘it never stopped me before.’ He had always secretly enjoyed the little blush Kris got when faced with Adam in the buff. However, the thought of Kris seeing him naked surrounded by sex toys this morning curbed his extrovert tendencies. Besides that, he really wanted to masturbate before he got out and Kris being at the sink made him hard and nervous all at the same time. Therefore, he really took his time lathering up his hair and ended up getting soap in his eyes when the shower door opened and Kris’s arm and head appeared from behind it.
“Hey! What the hell!” Adam shouted.
“Ummmm is my razor in there with you?” Kris asked.
Adam noticed Kris eyeing him up and down instead of looking for a razor. “If it is, you could have just asked for it instead of…….” He started when suddenly Kris brushed his cock as he leaned down and grabbed something off the edge of the tub.
“Here it is!” Kris said with a smile. “Sorry to intrude but I want a clean close shave for the pics they are taking today while we are laying down tracks.” and with that the doors shut again and Kris was gone back to the sink to shave.
“Fuckin hell Kris, give a guy some notice before barging in like that, I damn near got shampoo in my eyes and then up my nose when you touched my penis there.”
“When I what?” Kris replied from the sink. “In your dreams Glambert baby, and besides you know you liked it…..” Adam could just see in his head the smirk on Kris’s face just now.
“Not as much as you did Krissifer, now that you got me all hard and stuff, you want to come back in here to finish the job for me?”
Kris laughed then said, “nah man, I know you can take care of yourself…….. Just be…..silent.” To Adam, the tone in Kris’s voice seemed as if he was in charge of the conversation and with that last statement, he was nipping it in the bud and asserting his authority. Plus what did Kris mean by he “knew” Adam could take care of himself? If he had been awake last night, when Adam had gotten home, then he probably heard Adam, “taking care of himself.” And if he was awake then did that mean that Kris had just gotten home himself before Adam came in from the club?
Feeling confusion delving into every inch of his hard on, Adam didn’t know if he should go ahead and jack off or just rinse the shampoo out of his eyes and get out of the shower. The thought of silently stroking his cock under the hot water while Kris stood just a few feet away at the sink was devilishly tempting but he felt that he needed some time to think about this new situation. Adam waited for a few minutes pondering the ‘do I- don’t I’ argument, almost mentally stroking himself to orgasm before saying, “Oh for Fucks Sake!” aloud and rinsing himself off instead.
When he was done, he pulled back the shower door and reached up for a towel. Kris was still standing at the sink, shaving, but Adam could see that his eyes were roving Adams body, not looking for stray bits of hair and shaving cream on his face. Adam took his time rubbing the excess water from his head before throwing the towel over his shoulder and sauntering off into his room.
more to come............................
Author: Dovesland
Pairing: Kradam; mentions of others
Rating: NC-17 for language and sex
Notes: strong sexual content and b/d. this is not for the faint of heart nor the prudish of minds.........
Disclaimer: This is not a true story. I do not own either of them nor have I met them. I would love to be the cream in that cookie but never happened never going to happen. This is just a little piece of my sick and twisted mind.....
Here is the link to Part One:
community.livejournal.com/kradam_ai/115620.html
and here is Part Two, Enjoy!
As Adam was getting in the cab to go back to the mansion, the same waiter from before approached him with another note and a black satin box.
“Sir, these are to be read and opened once you are in the cab. Enjoy the rest of your night.” Then the waiter quickly bowed, turned and went back into the club. Adam was standing there, cab door open with the box in one hand, the note in the other, confused as a randy goat surrounded by ducks. The cabbie honked his horn snapping Adam out of his thoughts, then he got into the back of the cab and tore open the note.
It simply read:
Booth 7 tomorrow, midnight.
Adam looked out of the window staring at everything and nothing. ‘Do I dare look in that box?’ He thought, ‘First, cuffs and a blindfold (which were both in his back pocket) amazing sex, then that voice…….now another note and a goodie box….’ He looked down at the box and with great trepidation opened it.
Inside he found an elaborate ivory cock ring, inscribed with locks and keys, and a pair of earplugs. Adam’s mind raced at the possibilities of these two items and with thoughts of what just happened. When the man had finally spoken just that one word, ‘Adam’, the voice had sounded so familiar. The inflection, the raspiness, the Arkansas lilt…… but Kris had never given him any indication that Adam’s constant flirting was getting him anything but a giggle or a blush. Kris always held onto his state of being married like a puppy to the teat, for nourishment and security. Was it all just a cover for Kris’s attraction towards Adam, or did he really just get fucked by a total stranger who recognized him from Idol. “Shit,” Adam said out loud to himself, “I’m going to end up in the enquirer with pictures of me naked, chained to the ceiling of a gay s&m bar.”
“That’s never good my friend.” Replied the cab driver. “Never good at all.”
Adam threw back his head and laughed loudly, realizing that he had just said all of that aloud and in front of yet another stranger. The producers were going to have a field day with this if it all got out. ‘Maybe tomorrow’s meeting isn’t such a good idea after all.’ He thought ‘Perhaps I shouldn’t tempt fate, just enjoy tonight for what it was and let it be.’ However, the ivory of the cock ring against the black satin kept drawing his attention back time and time again. Not wanting to give the cab driver anything else to share with the tabloids, he finally closed the box and stared out the window reliving the memory of what had just happened.
Once Adam got back to the mansion, he found Danny passed out on the couch, still naked, and an infomercial for the amazing magic bullet blaring from the TV. He quietly skirted around him and headed to his room. When he got there, he threw the black box on his bed and took off his clothes. Still thinking about the way that the man had thrust into him stirred him up again and soon he was standing in the middle of his bedroom naked with his cock throbbing. As he had undressed, he had removed the blindfold and cuffs from his pocket and they now lay on the bed next to the black box. He so wanted to peek into Kris’s room to see if he was there and if it looked like he had been out, but the thought of Kris waking up to find him looming over his bed, naked with a raging hard on cracked him up. If he wasn’t the mysterious stranger from tonight, he would probably scare the shit out of the poor boy. If he was, it might mess up whatever Kris had planned for the next evening.
“Damnit! This is ridiculous! I’m too confused to masturbate. Never thought THAT would happen to me!” So he arrogantly decided that it would not happen and he laid down before he could get his nerve up to peek in on Kris, or losing his hard on. Once he got comfortable, he started stroking his cock. As the sensations started to flow over him, he turned his head and felt the silk of the blindfold. “mmmmm silk,” Adam moaned and reached for the blindfold. He then twined it around his hand and went back to stroking himself. The cool silk felt almost slick at first until he increased his rhythm to a fast and jerky pace. Then the friction of the cloth took on a rough texture as the surface changed with each stroke. His mind raced back to the feel of his silent lover pounding into him over and over again, fast and cruel and just as his mind replayed that final thrust, Adam came again all over the silk blindfold.
He laid in the bed shaking with aftershocks and soon drifted off to sleep. Naked except for the silk blindfold, now sticky and rumpled, but still wrapped around his hand that enveloped his spent and subsided erection…….
The next morning, Adam thought he saw Kris peeping in from the bathroom door at his naked form in semi slumber and thought that he heard a little giggle. Ignoring Kris as best he could, Adam stretched and his hand bumped into the steel cuffs from last night. Suddenly Adam realized what Kris may have been laughing at. He had fallen asleep on top of the covers naked and surrounded by a black satin box, (which had fallen open during his sleep and revealed its contents) a pair of handcuffs and his hand still wrapped in black silk. ‘I am a fucking idiot!’ Adam thought. ‘I probably look like I am posing for a gay porn magazine…..sheesh…..mental note, put sex toys away BEFORE going to sleep next time….’ And, to top it all off he was laying there all sprawled out with morning wood.
Trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary, Adam got up, put the cuffs in with the cock ring and earplugs and laid the box on his dresser. Then he stumbled into the bathroom to pee. Of course it did nothing for the hard on because thinking about how long Kris might have been standing there watching him sleep surrounded by sex toys was kinda turning him on. He rinsed out the blindfold and hung it on the towel rack to dry, then jumped into the shower. The hot water felt awesome on his arm muscles and ass. “whoo hoo, I got road hard and put up wet last night, I’m still feeling it!” he said to the shower head as he washed and rinsed himself. Just as he lathered up his hair, Adam heard someone enter the bathroom.
“Kris is that you?” Adam called out.
“Yeah bub I figured I would shave while you were in the shower to save time, we have studio time this morning and I don’t want to be late for it.”
Adam rinsed his hair and lathered up again. He did not want to step out naked while Kris was standing at the sink. ‘Funny,’ he pondered, ‘it never stopped me before.’ He had always secretly enjoyed the little blush Kris got when faced with Adam in the buff. However, the thought of Kris seeing him naked surrounded by sex toys this morning curbed his extrovert tendencies. Besides that, he really wanted to masturbate before he got out and Kris being at the sink made him hard and nervous all at the same time. Therefore, he really took his time lathering up his hair and ended up getting soap in his eyes when the shower door opened and Kris’s arm and head appeared from behind it.
“Hey! What the hell!” Adam shouted.
“Ummmm is my razor in there with you?” Kris asked.
Adam noticed Kris eyeing him up and down instead of looking for a razor. “If it is, you could have just asked for it instead of…….” He started when suddenly Kris brushed his cock as he leaned down and grabbed something off the edge of the tub.
“Here it is!” Kris said with a smile. “Sorry to intrude but I want a clean close shave for the pics they are taking today while we are laying down tracks.” and with that the doors shut again and Kris was gone back to the sink to shave.
“Fuckin hell Kris, give a guy some notice before barging in like that, I damn near got shampoo in my eyes and then up my nose when you touched my penis there.”
“When I what?” Kris replied from the sink. “In your dreams Glambert baby, and besides you know you liked it…..” Adam could just see in his head the smirk on Kris’s face just now.
“Not as much as you did Krissifer, now that you got me all hard and stuff, you want to come back in here to finish the job for me?”
Kris laughed then said, “nah man, I know you can take care of yourself…….. Just be…..silent.” To Adam, the tone in Kris’s voice seemed as if he was in charge of the conversation and with that last statement, he was nipping it in the bud and asserting his authority. Plus what did Kris mean by he “knew” Adam could take care of himself? If he had been awake last night, when Adam had gotten home, then he probably heard Adam, “taking care of himself.” And if he was awake then did that mean that Kris had just gotten home himself before Adam came in from the club?
Feeling confusion delving into every inch of his hard on, Adam didn’t know if he should go ahead and jack off or just rinse the shampoo out of his eyes and get out of the shower. The thought of silently stroking his cock under the hot water while Kris stood just a few feet away at the sink was devilishly tempting but he felt that he needed some time to think about this new situation. Adam waited for a few minutes pondering the ‘do I- don’t I’ argument, almost mentally stroking himself to orgasm before saying, “Oh for Fucks Sake!” aloud and rinsing himself off instead.
When he was done, he pulled back the shower door and reached up for a towel. Kris was still standing at the sink, shaving, but Adam could see that his eyes were roving Adams body, not looking for stray bits of hair and shaving cream on his face. Adam took his time rubbing the excess water from his head before throwing the towel over his shoulder and sauntering off into his room.
more to come............................