Love under Black Light (Part 6)
Title: Love under Black Light (Part 6)
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. This is just a little piece of my sick and twisted mind.....and no it isn't the end.......
Adam’s first thought was “the producers at 19 Entertainment are just going to love this!” Adam lay there suspended and trying to wriggle out of the harness straps, but to no avail. After about 10 minutes, he realized that it was impossible, and all he was doing was tightening up the straps by squirming around in them.
As he lay there, trying to chase images of some twink with a cell phone camera taking pictures for the tabloids or video for YouTube of Idol contestant Adam Lambert blindfolded, tied to a sex swing, and covered in cum, he started to give in to the total bewilderment that got him there in the first place. Kris.
He finally knew it was Kris and look where that had gotten him? Now that he knew who it was, was he really any better off? “hmmmm” Adam thought, “Nope don’t think so.” He needed an explanation, he needed to understand the reason why Kris had bolted from the room, he NEEDED to Get out of this fucking harness! But instead, there he was, all tied up and no one to blow…..
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Kris was just about to get into a cab when it dawned on him, ‘Holy Shit I left Adam in the booth with no instructions for his release…’ and waving off the cabbie, he knew he couldn’t leave him that way. Normally he told the staff to release Adam after giving Kris a 20-minute head start, but tonight he had just run out after getting dressed unnoticed.
“SHIT!” he cursed aloud. And turned to go back into the club.
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This had all gone so wrong so quick. He knew that leaving Adam tied up in the booth was just asking for more interesting pictures of Adam than the Brad Bell ones to end up all over the internet, and he really hoped that he could trust the men helping him to not take advantage of the situation. This was the first time that Kris had ever done anything so public before in concerns to his fantasies, and it would really suck if it ended up hurting Adam’s chances in the competition. Of course, as good as Adam looked in those restraints, it might just up his vote percentages.
Kris Allen may have been the true boy next door when he entered the competition, but once he laid eyes on Adam his mind had done a 180. Adam was always so confident so in control, that once Kris began to admit to himself that he was developing feelings for his roommate, it had gotten difficult to be around him. He so wanted to touch Adam, to feel his skin rubbing against his, to taste him, and as his obsession with Adam had grown, he wanted complete control of him.
Kris had been attracted to men before, but that was before he had gotten serious about Katy. He had let himself fall for the mainstream bullshit that said his feelings were wrong, that all he needed was a good woman, to get laid, so to speak, and when Katy presented herself as more than just his best friend, he felt that it was fate’s way of telling him that he had to be straight. They had done the whole church thing, and Kris had found a sort of spiritual bliss in the confines of his church’s missionary programs, but one look into Adam’s blue eyes, and he knew the true meaning of the word bliss.
His world had become a spiraling staircase into the pits of his sequestered sexuality. He found himself watching Adam from a distance, taking in every inch of the man, committing it to memory and replaying it later when he was alone in his room, stroking his cock and coming up with ideas of things he wanted to do to Adam.
At first, it was intimidating to think that he could act on his newly forming impulses, but as they got more familiar with each other and started to share late nights talking about their pasts and getting to know each other better than he and Katy had ever attempted to, he found himself aching for Adam. Soon, the fantasy life he was creating around his roommate was no longer enough for Kris, he had to take the next step, only he had no idea what that might entail, until he finally went to the club.
Adam had tried to get him to go to this club with him for weeks, cajoling him and teasing him about being wrapped around his wife’s finger. Of course, Kris wanted to wrap his fingers somewhere that had nothing to do with his wife and everything to do with Adam’s ass. Adam kept asking him and Kris kept blowing him off, getting his nerve up to join Adam, then chickening out at the last minute. To Kris, it was all really pathetic.
Here he was, already deciding that he was attracted to men again, (well a man) even though he was married to Katy, and finding himself unable to take that next step to do something about it. At first, he blamed it on guilt from betraying his marriage vows, even though the only person he had touched was himself while thinking of fucking the hot guy asleep in the bed next to him. Then finally, one night when Adam was out with a friend, Kris decided to go to the club alone to try a moment in Adam’s world.
Kris had never been to a gay bar, and when he walked in, he was surprised that it all looked like a regular bar like the ones he had performed in before Idol. He had pictures in his mind of flashing pink flamingos and drag queens and sissy boys. When instead he discovered the bar to be a normal place full of men drinking alcohol and listening to music, he felt like a full-fledged asshole and not in a good way either. Figuring that he was safe, Kris went up to the bar and ordered a beer, and that was how he had met Jeremy, the waiter who took Adam the first note. Jeremy had recognized him and had offered him the privacy of one of the secluded tables. They had chatted on and off for most of the night and that was when the plan formed in Kris’s mind of what to do with Adam. He had seen Jeremy lead another man off to the booths that night and had asked him about it.
When Jeremy had described what took place in the back booths of the Rainbow’s End, Kris knew that he had his answer. If he could get Adam to agree to follow the first note, he knew that he would have him hooked for more, granted that the first time went as planned. He ran his idea by Jeremy and found the man more than willing to help him hook bar regular and normally the aggressor Adam Lambert up with Kris by turning the tables on him. Then the plan was hatched and the first note was planned.
That night, when he got back to the mansion, Kris had started with lingering glances at Adam, stirring up his interest. Kris knew he was driving Adam crazy when he caught him masturbating and calling out “OH KRIS” one night, after the third time he had run up to the kitchen naked to get strawberries and whip cream. He was glad to finally have some proof that it was working because he was beginning to worry about gaining weight from all the sugar.
‘The TV does add those extra 20 pounds to you, you know’ he caught himself thinking that night, then realized that ‘OMG I am a gay man, next I will be stealing Adam’s guyliner and glitter shadow.’ Nevertheless, he chuckled off to himself with Danny staring at him as if he had lost his mind, and went naked back to his room to eat his desert and torture Adam some more by dropping little bits of whipped cream in his lap and licking it off his fingers when he retrieved it from his crotch.
The next morning, he had ventured into the bathroom while Adam was in there fixing his hair. Instead of leaving, he made a beeline to the toilet and started to pee. He pulled down the waist band of his boxers enough to free his cock, but also just enough to show the top of his butt cleavage, just the beginning of that little line. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it a bit before peeing. He caught Adam watching his hands moving over his cock, and smiled at him.
“Sometimes you have to prime the pump a little, know what I mean Glambert?” Kris had asked and Adam had turned away so fast that he had knocked his flat iron in the floor then dropped his brush beside it as well. Kris had giggled in that cute little way he knew made Adam smile, finished up and left the bathroom. This kind of play went on for a few days until finally Adam had said something about going out. Kris knew it was his chance, and having gotten himself worked up as well by playing with Adam’s sexual tension, he had the confidence to go through with the plan.
When he had gotten to the booth that first night to find a bind folded and handcuffed Adam at his disposal, Kris almost lost his nerve again. In all honesty, he did not know what he was going to do to Adam, but once he got him cuffed to the hook in the ceiling, and stripped bare before him, something just took over. Seeing him standing vulnerable in all his glory was like looking upon Adonis basking in the glow of the morning sun on Mt Olympus. His hands were roaming over Adam’s body on their own accord, wanting to touch what he had been denied for so many weeks.
When Adam had moaned, the darker side of Kris’s fantasies took control of his actions. He wanted Adam silent, and after he felt that Adam understood that, he wanted to silently make him come.
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Walking back into the club, Kris could still feel the muscles of Adam’s ass gripping his cock when Kris made him come in just one thrust that first time. It had been like a spiritual nirvana knowing that he had been responsible for such a reaction from Adam, and then to just pound into Adam with such wild abandon, fulfilling his own long denied pleasure was as mystical as becoming a God.
Once he got into the back rooms, he couldn’t find the Jeremy, and he got a little nervous. ‘please don’t be taking pictures of Adam, PLEASE don’t be taking pictures of Adam’ Kris kept repeating to himself in his head as he went back to booth 8. Then his phone started to ring. It was Adam’s cell. ‘Maybe they let him down.’ Kris thought, and answered the phone…..
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Adam was really starting to panic when he remembered that his cell phone had been laid on top of his clothes when they had prepared him for this snafu, and it had voice dial on it. “Thank God for At&t” he said to himself and started yelling “VOICE DIAL! KRIS!” until he heard the speakerphone kick in and the phone started ringing.
“Hello?” Kris answered a little timid and out of breath.
“HELLO?!? HELLO?!? IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE GOT TO SAY?”
“Adam calm down, where are you?” Kris said trying to suppress a giggle.
“WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM, I’M STILL IN THIS DAMN HARNESS YOU HAD BETTER….”
But Kris cut him off with “calm down baby, I’m in the hallway right now” and with that he hit the end call button and opened the door to the booth. Thankfully no one else was in there, and even though Adam could not see him through the blindfold, he tilted his head back like he could and said “calm down baby? Calm down? You left me tied to a harness in the back of a sex club. Are you crazy….calm down….yeah right!”
At that Kris could not help but giggle. Adam growled at him, and Kris went over to release him, starting at his feet.
“Now Adam, please don’t be mad….I had my reasons…” but this time Adam cut him off once his feet were on the ground again.
“Reasons? Now this I got to hear….please go on, explain this to me….” Adam’s words may have been angry words, but there was a little bit of humor hiding behind them.
Kris had lowered the bottom half of the harness, but had not released Adam’s arms just yet. He wanted to make sure that Adam wasn’t going to clean his clock before releasing those strong biceps of his. He did want to see his eyes though, so he removed the blindfold. Adam blinked his eyes a few times, adjusting to the light, then he looked at Kris, and the honest look of remorse melted away his anger.
At that moment, Adam knew that Kris was like a fish out of water. The last three nights, had had Adam thinking that there were things that Kris had not told him about his past experiences. However, the look on his face just now, told Adam that, that was not the case.
“So, you gonna let me out of these too, or are we going for round three?” Adam said while twisting his arms about.
“Not until you PROMISE not to beat the shit out of me,” Kris said, serious as a heartbeat and looking like he was about to bolt and run at any hint of aggression from Adam.
Adam just smiled at the sincerity pouring though the statement, and said, “No baby, I promise I’m not going to BEAT the shit out of you. After we talk about all of this though, I might have to fuck the shit out of you, but that is for much later….. Come on, let me loose, pleeeeaaaasssee.”
Kris hesitated, but reached up and unfastened one of Adam’s arms. Adam quickly undid the other himself, loosened himself from the tangle and grabbed Kris up in an embrace. “Honey, why didn’t you just tell me you wanted…..this?” Adam said pointing back to the harness.
Kris started to answer, but instead he just started crying against Adam’s strong shoulders. As he released his tension with heavy sobs that rocked through both of their bodies, Adam lowered them down to sit in the corner of the booth, rocking Kris gently like a child.
Kris didn’t know what to think, what to do or what to say. It had all been fun and an adventure until he felt Adam’s strong arms wrapping themselves around his body. This whole thing had been about control, but the knowledge that Adam might have been seriously hurt, being left there in that booth like that, smacked him with a dose of reality that he wasn’t sure he was ready to deal with just yet. At that thought, the tears intensified again and he just shook with the guilt of it all. Katy, his feelings, what he had almost done to Adam, how he felt about Adam, all of it was just too much.
“sssshhhhhhhhh, ssshhhhhhhh, calm down little one, it is ok, no harm no foul here, see, just take a deep breath for me…..there that’s it…..breathe, calm down and talk to me. Trust me, I have been in worse situations before….hey did I ever tell you about the time that Brad tried to sell me off to settle a bet with his producer?.....” When he asked that, Kris looked up at him and shook his head no. “….no? Well it was worse than this, I promise….just keep breathing, and talk to me…tell me what is going through that sick little head of yours darling….” Adam said before lifting Kris’s chin and kissing him gently on his lips. It was just a quick kiss to reassure Kris that he was safe from any anger that Kris may fear coming from Adam.
As Adam poured all of these words out in a gentle deep tone, Kris felt like waves of calm were washing over him. Adam was still rocking the younger man back and forth, gently running his hands through the hair at the nape of his neck. Adam had been in the gay scene in LA for a few years, and had a feeling that Kris was dealing with more than just leaving Adam tied up in the booth. Something told him that there was raw emotion behind all of this, and he wanted to sooth it all away.
After about 10 minutes more of this calming, Kris took a deep breath and finally started to talk.
“I could have cost you the competition tonight Adam, it was so stupid to just leave you there like that,” his voice starting in a low tone that got higher towards the end of the sentence.
Adam just shushed him again and told him to breathe again and go on.
After another breath, Kris spoke again, “I didn’t know what I was doing, All I knew was that I wanted you, then that first night, being in control was just so intoxicating, but even then I was scared, then Jeremy called and suggested……”
Adam straightened up and interrupted Kris, “Hold up a minute baby, Jeremy was behind all of this? That motherfucker, I knew I would pay for fixing him up with that drama queen Bill, fucking hell, no wonder you….” And seeing the fear and confusion in Kris’s eyes, Adam stopped and took a breath himself before continuing himself with, “whew, while I have to say that the past three nights have been the most intense sex I have ever had, I was wracking my brain trying to figure out how my sweet little farm boy could have hidden such a kinky side from me, the King of all that is kinky sex.” And he giggled and leaned down to kiss Kris again, this time a slow and deliberate kiss that made a shiver of pleasure run down Kris’s spine. Pulling back after a few minutes, Adam resumed his questions. “Now tell me what Jeremy suggested….”
“Jeremy called me after that first night, and after messing with you that next morning in the shower, I felt like I wanted to do it again but wasn’t sure how to proceed… ..Adam I’ve never……never……Shit I was a virgin when I married Katy for Christ’s sake……” At that he paused and shook his head, “Great, first I fall for the great Adam Lambert , and now I’m cursing like a sailor, what’s next sacrificing goats out in the back yard?”
“Weeeeeellllll, I don’t know nothing about sacrificing goats, the great Adam Lambert only accepts virgin sacrifices……” and they both giggled together, ending with Kris looking up at Adam with a sheepish grin on his face and biting his bottom lip. Adam returned the look with a shake of his head.
“What am I going to do with you Allen? Hmmmm? I got a few IDEAS of my own, but I’m thinking that this booth is not the time or the place, what say we continue this conversation at the mansion? I want to hear all about what Mr. Jeremy had to suggest, and to talk about what is bouncing around in that little head of yours…..OK?” and he squeezed Kris’s shoulders.
“Yeah, I think that this booth has seen enough of your naked ass for one night, let’s get out of here. “ Kris teased back, and they stood to find Adam’s clothes.
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Sneaking out of the club was easier than both thought it would be, Adam still in the blonde wig and Kris ducking his face into Adam’s shoulder whenever they passed Jeremy at the bar. As they flagged down a cab in front of the club, two things clambered across Adam’s mind, ‘What about Kris’s arguments with Katy the other night, shit, what about Katy?’
Climbing into the back of the cab with Kris snuggled up in his arms felt like the most natural thing in the world, more natural than Brad, more natural than anyone ever had. His heart felt like it was brimming with warmth and dam it every time that Kris exhaled against his throat his cock was too. He had a shuddering engulfing of confusion settling into his mind, and he shook his head, kissed Kris on the top of his and held him close during the ride home, thinking ‘I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings…..this is going to be interesting….’
to be continued.....revenge is sooooooo sweet
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. This is just a little piece of my sick and twisted mind.....and no it isn't the end.......
Adam’s first thought was “the producers at 19 Entertainment are just going to love this!” Adam lay there suspended and trying to wriggle out of the harness straps, but to no avail. After about 10 minutes, he realized that it was impossible, and all he was doing was tightening up the straps by squirming around in them.
As he lay there, trying to chase images of some twink with a cell phone camera taking pictures for the tabloids or video for YouTube of Idol contestant Adam Lambert blindfolded, tied to a sex swing, and covered in cum, he started to give in to the total bewilderment that got him there in the first place. Kris.
He finally knew it was Kris and look where that had gotten him? Now that he knew who it was, was he really any better off? “hmmmm” Adam thought, “Nope don’t think so.” He needed an explanation, he needed to understand the reason why Kris had bolted from the room, he NEEDED to Get out of this fucking harness! But instead, there he was, all tied up and no one to blow…..
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Kris was just about to get into a cab when it dawned on him, ‘Holy Shit I left Adam in the booth with no instructions for his release…’ and waving off the cabbie, he knew he couldn’t leave him that way. Normally he told the staff to release Adam after giving Kris a 20-minute head start, but tonight he had just run out after getting dressed unnoticed.
“SHIT!” he cursed aloud. And turned to go back into the club.
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This had all gone so wrong so quick. He knew that leaving Adam tied up in the booth was just asking for more interesting pictures of Adam than the Brad Bell ones to end up all over the internet, and he really hoped that he could trust the men helping him to not take advantage of the situation. This was the first time that Kris had ever done anything so public before in concerns to his fantasies, and it would really suck if it ended up hurting Adam’s chances in the competition. Of course, as good as Adam looked in those restraints, it might just up his vote percentages.
Kris Allen may have been the true boy next door when he entered the competition, but once he laid eyes on Adam his mind had done a 180. Adam was always so confident so in control, that once Kris began to admit to himself that he was developing feelings for his roommate, it had gotten difficult to be around him. He so wanted to touch Adam, to feel his skin rubbing against his, to taste him, and as his obsession with Adam had grown, he wanted complete control of him.
Kris had been attracted to men before, but that was before he had gotten serious about Katy. He had let himself fall for the mainstream bullshit that said his feelings were wrong, that all he needed was a good woman, to get laid, so to speak, and when Katy presented herself as more than just his best friend, he felt that it was fate’s way of telling him that he had to be straight. They had done the whole church thing, and Kris had found a sort of spiritual bliss in the confines of his church’s missionary programs, but one look into Adam’s blue eyes, and he knew the true meaning of the word bliss.
His world had become a spiraling staircase into the pits of his sequestered sexuality. He found himself watching Adam from a distance, taking in every inch of the man, committing it to memory and replaying it later when he was alone in his room, stroking his cock and coming up with ideas of things he wanted to do to Adam.
At first, it was intimidating to think that he could act on his newly forming impulses, but as they got more familiar with each other and started to share late nights talking about their pasts and getting to know each other better than he and Katy had ever attempted to, he found himself aching for Adam. Soon, the fantasy life he was creating around his roommate was no longer enough for Kris, he had to take the next step, only he had no idea what that might entail, until he finally went to the club.
Adam had tried to get him to go to this club with him for weeks, cajoling him and teasing him about being wrapped around his wife’s finger. Of course, Kris wanted to wrap his fingers somewhere that had nothing to do with his wife and everything to do with Adam’s ass. Adam kept asking him and Kris kept blowing him off, getting his nerve up to join Adam, then chickening out at the last minute. To Kris, it was all really pathetic.
Here he was, already deciding that he was attracted to men again, (well a man) even though he was married to Katy, and finding himself unable to take that next step to do something about it. At first, he blamed it on guilt from betraying his marriage vows, even though the only person he had touched was himself while thinking of fucking the hot guy asleep in the bed next to him. Then finally, one night when Adam was out with a friend, Kris decided to go to the club alone to try a moment in Adam’s world.
Kris had never been to a gay bar, and when he walked in, he was surprised that it all looked like a regular bar like the ones he had performed in before Idol. He had pictures in his mind of flashing pink flamingos and drag queens and sissy boys. When instead he discovered the bar to be a normal place full of men drinking alcohol and listening to music, he felt like a full-fledged asshole and not in a good way either. Figuring that he was safe, Kris went up to the bar and ordered a beer, and that was how he had met Jeremy, the waiter who took Adam the first note. Jeremy had recognized him and had offered him the privacy of one of the secluded tables. They had chatted on and off for most of the night and that was when the plan formed in Kris’s mind of what to do with Adam. He had seen Jeremy lead another man off to the booths that night and had asked him about it.
When Jeremy had described what took place in the back booths of the Rainbow’s End, Kris knew that he had his answer. If he could get Adam to agree to follow the first note, he knew that he would have him hooked for more, granted that the first time went as planned. He ran his idea by Jeremy and found the man more than willing to help him hook bar regular and normally the aggressor Adam Lambert up with Kris by turning the tables on him. Then the plan was hatched and the first note was planned.
That night, when he got back to the mansion, Kris had started with lingering glances at Adam, stirring up his interest. Kris knew he was driving Adam crazy when he caught him masturbating and calling out “OH KRIS” one night, after the third time he had run up to the kitchen naked to get strawberries and whip cream. He was glad to finally have some proof that it was working because he was beginning to worry about gaining weight from all the sugar.
‘The TV does add those extra 20 pounds to you, you know’ he caught himself thinking that night, then realized that ‘OMG I am a gay man, next I will be stealing Adam’s guyliner and glitter shadow.’ Nevertheless, he chuckled off to himself with Danny staring at him as if he had lost his mind, and went naked back to his room to eat his desert and torture Adam some more by dropping little bits of whipped cream in his lap and licking it off his fingers when he retrieved it from his crotch.
The next morning, he had ventured into the bathroom while Adam was in there fixing his hair. Instead of leaving, he made a beeline to the toilet and started to pee. He pulled down the waist band of his boxers enough to free his cock, but also just enough to show the top of his butt cleavage, just the beginning of that little line. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it a bit before peeing. He caught Adam watching his hands moving over his cock, and smiled at him.
“Sometimes you have to prime the pump a little, know what I mean Glambert?” Kris had asked and Adam had turned away so fast that he had knocked his flat iron in the floor then dropped his brush beside it as well. Kris had giggled in that cute little way he knew made Adam smile, finished up and left the bathroom. This kind of play went on for a few days until finally Adam had said something about going out. Kris knew it was his chance, and having gotten himself worked up as well by playing with Adam’s sexual tension, he had the confidence to go through with the plan.
When he had gotten to the booth that first night to find a bind folded and handcuffed Adam at his disposal, Kris almost lost his nerve again. In all honesty, he did not know what he was going to do to Adam, but once he got him cuffed to the hook in the ceiling, and stripped bare before him, something just took over. Seeing him standing vulnerable in all his glory was like looking upon Adonis basking in the glow of the morning sun on Mt Olympus. His hands were roaming over Adam’s body on their own accord, wanting to touch what he had been denied for so many weeks.
When Adam had moaned, the darker side of Kris’s fantasies took control of his actions. He wanted Adam silent, and after he felt that Adam understood that, he wanted to silently make him come.
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Walking back into the club, Kris could still feel the muscles of Adam’s ass gripping his cock when Kris made him come in just one thrust that first time. It had been like a spiritual nirvana knowing that he had been responsible for such a reaction from Adam, and then to just pound into Adam with such wild abandon, fulfilling his own long denied pleasure was as mystical as becoming a God.
Once he got into the back rooms, he couldn’t find the Jeremy, and he got a little nervous. ‘please don’t be taking pictures of Adam, PLEASE don’t be taking pictures of Adam’ Kris kept repeating to himself in his head as he went back to booth 8. Then his phone started to ring. It was Adam’s cell. ‘Maybe they let him down.’ Kris thought, and answered the phone…..
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Adam was really starting to panic when he remembered that his cell phone had been laid on top of his clothes when they had prepared him for this snafu, and it had voice dial on it. “Thank God for At&t” he said to himself and started yelling “VOICE DIAL! KRIS!” until he heard the speakerphone kick in and the phone started ringing.
“Hello?” Kris answered a little timid and out of breath.
“HELLO?!? HELLO?!? IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE GOT TO SAY?”
“Adam calm down, where are you?” Kris said trying to suppress a giggle.
“WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM, I’M STILL IN THIS DAMN HARNESS YOU HAD BETTER….”
But Kris cut him off with “calm down baby, I’m in the hallway right now” and with that he hit the end call button and opened the door to the booth. Thankfully no one else was in there, and even though Adam could not see him through the blindfold, he tilted his head back like he could and said “calm down baby? Calm down? You left me tied to a harness in the back of a sex club. Are you crazy….calm down….yeah right!”
At that Kris could not help but giggle. Adam growled at him, and Kris went over to release him, starting at his feet.
“Now Adam, please don’t be mad….I had my reasons…” but this time Adam cut him off once his feet were on the ground again.
“Reasons? Now this I got to hear….please go on, explain this to me….” Adam’s words may have been angry words, but there was a little bit of humor hiding behind them.
Kris had lowered the bottom half of the harness, but had not released Adam’s arms just yet. He wanted to make sure that Adam wasn’t going to clean his clock before releasing those strong biceps of his. He did want to see his eyes though, so he removed the blindfold. Adam blinked his eyes a few times, adjusting to the light, then he looked at Kris, and the honest look of remorse melted away his anger.
At that moment, Adam knew that Kris was like a fish out of water. The last three nights, had had Adam thinking that there were things that Kris had not told him about his past experiences. However, the look on his face just now, told Adam that, that was not the case.
“So, you gonna let me out of these too, or are we going for round three?” Adam said while twisting his arms about.
“Not until you PROMISE not to beat the shit out of me,” Kris said, serious as a heartbeat and looking like he was about to bolt and run at any hint of aggression from Adam.
Adam just smiled at the sincerity pouring though the statement, and said, “No baby, I promise I’m not going to BEAT the shit out of you. After we talk about all of this though, I might have to fuck the shit out of you, but that is for much later….. Come on, let me loose, pleeeeaaaasssee.”
Kris hesitated, but reached up and unfastened one of Adam’s arms. Adam quickly undid the other himself, loosened himself from the tangle and grabbed Kris up in an embrace. “Honey, why didn’t you just tell me you wanted…..this?” Adam said pointing back to the harness.
Kris started to answer, but instead he just started crying against Adam’s strong shoulders. As he released his tension with heavy sobs that rocked through both of their bodies, Adam lowered them down to sit in the corner of the booth, rocking Kris gently like a child.
Kris didn’t know what to think, what to do or what to say. It had all been fun and an adventure until he felt Adam’s strong arms wrapping themselves around his body. This whole thing had been about control, but the knowledge that Adam might have been seriously hurt, being left there in that booth like that, smacked him with a dose of reality that he wasn’t sure he was ready to deal with just yet. At that thought, the tears intensified again and he just shook with the guilt of it all. Katy, his feelings, what he had almost done to Adam, how he felt about Adam, all of it was just too much.
“sssshhhhhhhhh, ssshhhhhhhh, calm down little one, it is ok, no harm no foul here, see, just take a deep breath for me…..there that’s it…..breathe, calm down and talk to me. Trust me, I have been in worse situations before….hey did I ever tell you about the time that Brad tried to sell me off to settle a bet with his producer?.....” When he asked that, Kris looked up at him and shook his head no. “….no? Well it was worse than this, I promise….just keep breathing, and talk to me…tell me what is going through that sick little head of yours darling….” Adam said before lifting Kris’s chin and kissing him gently on his lips. It was just a quick kiss to reassure Kris that he was safe from any anger that Kris may fear coming from Adam.
As Adam poured all of these words out in a gentle deep tone, Kris felt like waves of calm were washing over him. Adam was still rocking the younger man back and forth, gently running his hands through the hair at the nape of his neck. Adam had been in the gay scene in LA for a few years, and had a feeling that Kris was dealing with more than just leaving Adam tied up in the booth. Something told him that there was raw emotion behind all of this, and he wanted to sooth it all away.
After about 10 minutes more of this calming, Kris took a deep breath and finally started to talk.
“I could have cost you the competition tonight Adam, it was so stupid to just leave you there like that,” his voice starting in a low tone that got higher towards the end of the sentence.
Adam just shushed him again and told him to breathe again and go on.
After another breath, Kris spoke again, “I didn’t know what I was doing, All I knew was that I wanted you, then that first night, being in control was just so intoxicating, but even then I was scared, then Jeremy called and suggested……”
Adam straightened up and interrupted Kris, “Hold up a minute baby, Jeremy was behind all of this? That motherfucker, I knew I would pay for fixing him up with that drama queen Bill, fucking hell, no wonder you….” And seeing the fear and confusion in Kris’s eyes, Adam stopped and took a breath himself before continuing himself with, “whew, while I have to say that the past three nights have been the most intense sex I have ever had, I was wracking my brain trying to figure out how my sweet little farm boy could have hidden such a kinky side from me, the King of all that is kinky sex.” And he giggled and leaned down to kiss Kris again, this time a slow and deliberate kiss that made a shiver of pleasure run down Kris’s spine. Pulling back after a few minutes, Adam resumed his questions. “Now tell me what Jeremy suggested….”
“Jeremy called me after that first night, and after messing with you that next morning in the shower, I felt like I wanted to do it again but wasn’t sure how to proceed… ..Adam I’ve never……never……Shit I was a virgin when I married Katy for Christ’s sake……” At that he paused and shook his head, “Great, first I fall for the great Adam Lambert , and now I’m cursing like a sailor, what’s next sacrificing goats out in the back yard?”
“Weeeeeellllll, I don’t know nothing about sacrificing goats, the great Adam Lambert only accepts virgin sacrifices……” and they both giggled together, ending with Kris looking up at Adam with a sheepish grin on his face and biting his bottom lip. Adam returned the look with a shake of his head.
“What am I going to do with you Allen? Hmmmm? I got a few IDEAS of my own, but I’m thinking that this booth is not the time or the place, what say we continue this conversation at the mansion? I want to hear all about what Mr. Jeremy had to suggest, and to talk about what is bouncing around in that little head of yours…..OK?” and he squeezed Kris’s shoulders.
“Yeah, I think that this booth has seen enough of your naked ass for one night, let’s get out of here. “ Kris teased back, and they stood to find Adam’s clothes.
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Sneaking out of the club was easier than both thought it would be, Adam still in the blonde wig and Kris ducking his face into Adam’s shoulder whenever they passed Jeremy at the bar. As they flagged down a cab in front of the club, two things clambered across Adam’s mind, ‘What about Kris’s arguments with Katy the other night, shit, what about Katy?’
Climbing into the back of the cab with Kris snuggled up in his arms felt like the most natural thing in the world, more natural than Brad, more natural than anyone ever had. His heart felt like it was brimming with warmth and dam it every time that Kris exhaled against his throat his cock was too. He had a shuddering engulfing of confusion settling into his mind, and he shook his head, kissed Kris on the top of his and held him close during the ride home, thinking ‘I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings…..this is going to be interesting….’
to be continued.....revenge is sooooooo sweet