Take It In | NC-17 | Adam Lambert/Brad Bell
Take It In | NC-17 | Adam Lambert/Brad Bell | 1,200+ | Written for the porn fic meme at team_bradam. Unbeta'd.
The house was quiet when Adam unlocked the door and walked inside. Odd, considering he’d seen Brad’s car in the garage. Adam walked through the house, dropping his keys and bag on the coffee table and discarding clothing as he made his way to their bedroom. He’d pick them up later, right now he just wanted a shower and to say hello to Brad, whom he assumed was taking a nap.
The bedroom door was closed by the time Adam got there, standing in front of it in just a pair of torn black jeans, slung low on his hips as he’d already undone the fly. He looked at the door sceptically; Brad rarely closed it, before taking another step forward and grasping the door knob, opening the door quietly, in case his boyfriend was sleeping.
Greeting Adam on the other side of the door was Brad, definitely in the bedroom, but definitely not sleeping. No, he was sprawled on his back in the middle of the bed, one hand clutching the pillow behind his head as the other worked between his legs, fingers glistening with lube as they thrust in and out of his hole, stretching himself. Brad’s cock was hard against his stomach, pre-come smeared across the pale flesh. A soft moan was escaping Brad’s lips every time his fingers disappeared into his body, three now, as they brushed against his spot.
Adam must have made a noise, because suddenly Brad’s head whipped around, eyes shooting open as he took in Adam’s presence at the door. It was then, as Brad slipped his fingers free, trailing them over his balls, that Adam noticed several other things. The lack of hair on Brad’s body except for his armpits and a smattering around the base of his cock, for example. And the cock ring, snug around Brad’s erection. And the leather restraints, Adam’s leather restraints, attached to the head board.
Adam swallowed down a moan as Brad got to his hands and knees, biting his lip as he crawled to the edge of the bed. Brad sat back on his heels when he reached the edge, one hand falling to stroke slowly up and down his cock as he used the other to beckon Adam closer. Adam was in front of him in an instant, hands cradling Brad’s head as he tilted it back, licking dirtily into his mouth. Brad groaned, slipping his hands down the back of Adam’s jeans and dragging them down his thighs. The boxer-briefs went next, and then Brad was pulling away from Adam’s mouth, trading kisses and bites down his chest. He swirled his tongue around the older male’s naval, dipping just the tip inside, moaning as Adam’s hands tightened in his hair.
Brad leant down further, hand curling around Adam’s cock, looking up at the other man through his eyelashes. He flicked his tongue out to lick at the pre-come shining on the tip of Adam’s cock, other hand palming at his own cock still. Adam groaned, at both the image and the sensation, and sunk his hands further into Brad’s hair, trying to pull the boy further onto his dick. Brad refused though, gently kissing the head before shaking his own and pulling away from Adam’s body. “Nuh uh, on the bed,” Brad pointed back to where he’d be lying earlier.
Adam took a deep breath, untangling his hands from Brad’s hair as he hurried to obey the command. He was a top, no doubt about it, but when Brad got like this it turned him on more than anything else in the world; and that included Brad dancing on a table in six inch heels, covered in glitter. Brad waited until Adam had settled in the middle of the bed before pouncing, straddling his lover across his chest. Adam’s hands came up automatically, curving around Brad’s small hips. Brad smirked, grabbing first Adam’s right hand, and then his left, and stretching them above the other male’s head, fastening the leather cuffs around his wrists.
“Just sit back and enjoy the ride babe,” Brad leaned forward to place a kiss against Adam’s lips, body sliding backwards as he did so, forcing Adam’s cock to come in contact with the slick wet heat of Brad’s crack. The pair gasped simultaneously, kiss heating up as their tongues met.
“Fuck,” Adam swore, “C’mon Brad, fuck,” as Brad rocked his hips back, nuzzling open-mouthed at Adam’s neck, behind his ear. Adam thrust his own hips up, cock bumping against the entrance to Brad’s hole and the other man moaned, drawing away from Adam’s neck finally, and scrabbling beside them for a condom. He ripped the foil packet open and reached behind himself to slide the rubber down Adam’s length. Brad poured some lube into his hand, stroking Adam to slick him up, before thrusting a few fingers inside himself again, making sure he was still ready.
When Brad sinks down onto Adam’s cock, it’s after he’s raised up slightly on his knees, hands spread across Adam’s chest. He slides down until Adam is buried in him to the hilt, mouth open in a silent moan. Brad had been fingering himself for half an hour before Adam got home and now he was desperate to come, but he couldn’t, not yet. Adam pulls at the cuffs around his wrists, wanting to grab onto Brad’s waist and just pound up into that tight, wet heat. He can’t grab Brad’s waist, but he can definitely thrust up; using his feet to get some leverage, Adam pushes his hips up, forcing his cock the last few inches into Brad’s hole, scraping along his prostate on the way, and yanking a groan out of both of them.
“Oh, fuck, yeah, Adam,” Brad began to rock back and forth, Adam brushing against his spot every time. This went on for a few minutes before Adam grew impatient, it was a great sensation, but doing nothing to bring him any closer to climaxing. He growled, drawing his hips down as much as he could considering his position before thrusting upwards forcefully, knocking a gasp out of Brad as the other man was pushed up and forward, Adam almost slipping out of him. Brad was definitely on board with these proceedings though, even if they didn’t match his original plan. He rested his weight on his elbows, either side of Adam’s chest, and met his lovers lips in a fierce kiss as he pushed his body back, beginning to pump his body up and down on Adam’s hard cock.
Adam threw his head back and out of the kiss, groaning as he emptied his load into the condom. Brad took that as his cue to straighten up again, peeling off his cock ring and jerking himself hard and fast. He only lasted 2 and a half strokes before he was coming, spilling come over his hand and onto Adam’s chest as he moaned his release.
Brad panted, catching his breath, before lifting his body up and allowing Adam’s softening cock to slip free. Adam groaned when the head popped out, Brad dropping to sprawl at his side.
“So,” Adam drawled, tipping his head to the side so he could look at his boyfriend, “That was something.”
Brad pressed his face against Adam’s bicep, giggling, his body loose and pliant, relaxed. Adam smiled at him fondly as Brad pushed up, moving to undo the leather cuffs around Adam’s wrists.
The house was quiet when Adam unlocked the door and walked inside. Odd, considering he’d seen Brad’s car in the garage. Adam walked through the house, dropping his keys and bag on the coffee table and discarding clothing as he made his way to their bedroom. He’d pick them up later, right now he just wanted a shower and to say hello to Brad, whom he assumed was taking a nap.
The bedroom door was closed by the time Adam got there, standing in front of it in just a pair of torn black jeans, slung low on his hips as he’d already undone the fly. He looked at the door sceptically; Brad rarely closed it, before taking another step forward and grasping the door knob, opening the door quietly, in case his boyfriend was sleeping.
Greeting Adam on the other side of the door was Brad, definitely in the bedroom, but definitely not sleeping. No, he was sprawled on his back in the middle of the bed, one hand clutching the pillow behind his head as the other worked between his legs, fingers glistening with lube as they thrust in and out of his hole, stretching himself. Brad’s cock was hard against his stomach, pre-come smeared across the pale flesh. A soft moan was escaping Brad’s lips every time his fingers disappeared into his body, three now, as they brushed against his spot.
Adam must have made a noise, because suddenly Brad’s head whipped around, eyes shooting open as he took in Adam’s presence at the door. It was then, as Brad slipped his fingers free, trailing them over his balls, that Adam noticed several other things. The lack of hair on Brad’s body except for his armpits and a smattering around the base of his cock, for example. And the cock ring, snug around Brad’s erection. And the leather restraints, Adam’s leather restraints, attached to the head board.
Adam swallowed down a moan as Brad got to his hands and knees, biting his lip as he crawled to the edge of the bed. Brad sat back on his heels when he reached the edge, one hand falling to stroke slowly up and down his cock as he used the other to beckon Adam closer. Adam was in front of him in an instant, hands cradling Brad’s head as he tilted it back, licking dirtily into his mouth. Brad groaned, slipping his hands down the back of Adam’s jeans and dragging them down his thighs. The boxer-briefs went next, and then Brad was pulling away from Adam’s mouth, trading kisses and bites down his chest. He swirled his tongue around the older male’s naval, dipping just the tip inside, moaning as Adam’s hands tightened in his hair.
Brad leant down further, hand curling around Adam’s cock, looking up at the other man through his eyelashes. He flicked his tongue out to lick at the pre-come shining on the tip of Adam’s cock, other hand palming at his own cock still. Adam groaned, at both the image and the sensation, and sunk his hands further into Brad’s hair, trying to pull the boy further onto his dick. Brad refused though, gently kissing the head before shaking his own and pulling away from Adam’s body. “Nuh uh, on the bed,” Brad pointed back to where he’d be lying earlier.
Adam took a deep breath, untangling his hands from Brad’s hair as he hurried to obey the command. He was a top, no doubt about it, but when Brad got like this it turned him on more than anything else in the world; and that included Brad dancing on a table in six inch heels, covered in glitter. Brad waited until Adam had settled in the middle of the bed before pouncing, straddling his lover across his chest. Adam’s hands came up automatically, curving around Brad’s small hips. Brad smirked, grabbing first Adam’s right hand, and then his left, and stretching them above the other male’s head, fastening the leather cuffs around his wrists.
“Just sit back and enjoy the ride babe,” Brad leaned forward to place a kiss against Adam’s lips, body sliding backwards as he did so, forcing Adam’s cock to come in contact with the slick wet heat of Brad’s crack. The pair gasped simultaneously, kiss heating up as their tongues met.
“Fuck,” Adam swore, “C’mon Brad, fuck,” as Brad rocked his hips back, nuzzling open-mouthed at Adam’s neck, behind his ear. Adam thrust his own hips up, cock bumping against the entrance to Brad’s hole and the other man moaned, drawing away from Adam’s neck finally, and scrabbling beside them for a condom. He ripped the foil packet open and reached behind himself to slide the rubber down Adam’s length. Brad poured some lube into his hand, stroking Adam to slick him up, before thrusting a few fingers inside himself again, making sure he was still ready.
When Brad sinks down onto Adam’s cock, it’s after he’s raised up slightly on his knees, hands spread across Adam’s chest. He slides down until Adam is buried in him to the hilt, mouth open in a silent moan. Brad had been fingering himself for half an hour before Adam got home and now he was desperate to come, but he couldn’t, not yet. Adam pulls at the cuffs around his wrists, wanting to grab onto Brad’s waist and just pound up into that tight, wet heat. He can’t grab Brad’s waist, but he can definitely thrust up; using his feet to get some leverage, Adam pushes his hips up, forcing his cock the last few inches into Brad’s hole, scraping along his prostate on the way, and yanking a groan out of both of them.
“Oh, fuck, yeah, Adam,” Brad began to rock back and forth, Adam brushing against his spot every time. This went on for a few minutes before Adam grew impatient, it was a great sensation, but doing nothing to bring him any closer to climaxing. He growled, drawing his hips down as much as he could considering his position before thrusting upwards forcefully, knocking a gasp out of Brad as the other man was pushed up and forward, Adam almost slipping out of him. Brad was definitely on board with these proceedings though, even if they didn’t match his original plan. He rested his weight on his elbows, either side of Adam’s chest, and met his lovers lips in a fierce kiss as he pushed his body back, beginning to pump his body up and down on Adam’s hard cock.
Adam threw his head back and out of the kiss, groaning as he emptied his load into the condom. Brad took that as his cue to straighten up again, peeling off his cock ring and jerking himself hard and fast. He only lasted 2 and a half strokes before he was coming, spilling come over his hand and onto Adam’s chest as he moaned his release.
Brad panted, catching his breath, before lifting his body up and allowing Adam’s softening cock to slip free. Adam groaned when the head popped out, Brad dropping to sprawl at his side.
“So,” Adam drawled, tipping his head to the side so he could look at his boyfriend, “That was something.”
Brad pressed his face against Adam’s bicep, giggling, his body loose and pliant, relaxed. Adam smiled at him fondly as Brad pushed up, moving to undo the leather cuffs around Adam’s wrists.