Unreciprocated - Chapter 5
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something_rareTitle: Unreciprocated (5/?)
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Beta:bigj52, who has always been a great support and friend. Thank you, Judy, for your tirelessness in reviewing, your pep talks and everything else. You rock! breatherepeat , thanks for your words of encouragements and our talks. You are the best!
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Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Brad/Adam
Warnings: Graphic Sex
Word Count: ~ 4000
Disclaimer: This story is a written for entertainment only. It is a work of fiction and I make no claims of ownership on any of the involved entities. All real people are converted into fictional characters for this story, and nothing is either implied or assumed about their lives, thoughts, or actions.
Summary: After five years Brad still has feelings for Adam.
The days went by fast. Brad and Adam spent as much time alone as they could. It was the last day of their little vacation and things couldn't get any better between the two. They would sleep together, wake up in each other's arms, showering together, cooking together, and making love until they couldn't walk.
Brad rolled over on the bed, to find Adam's face in front of him. He couldn't help but smile. He was so beautiful, hair all messy from Brad grabbing it while he was nearing his orgasm. The sheet barely covered his morning erection. Brad got up, slowly pulling the sheet off the beautiful man in front of him, putting it aside. The cool breeze that ran over Adam's body made him shiver a bit and he rolled over onto his back, leaving his semi-erect cock right in front of Brad. Brad smiled. What a beauty! He lowered his mouth and kissed the tip of Adam's cock softly. Seeing as Adam just moaned but didn't wake up, he went on, tracing a soft line with his kisses from Adam's cock to his balls. In one quick movement he took Adam's balls in his mouth, making him jump up, snapping his eyes open. Adam tried to open his mouth and say something, but pleasure took over and he threw his head back, blocking a scream. Brad released Adam's balls from his mouth, making sure Adam saw him licking his lips. "Baby, you can scream as much as you want, no one will hear you here."
Breathing heavily, he said, "I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad idea."
He smirked, looking at Brad lowering his mouth again towards Adam's testicles.
"Oh fuck!" Adam’s scream was heard this time, along with moans and hips bucking towards Brad's mouth, "Baby, touch me."
He felt Brad taking his cock in his warm hands, jerking him off fast. It wasn't long before Adam lost control, coming all over his chest and Brad's hands. He lay there, trying to catch his breath, feeling Brad sucking him clean, not missing a drop. He pulled Brad on top of him, kissing him hard.
"Baby, you taste amazing," Brad winked, kissing Adam's nose.
"You almost gave me a heart attack there, sexy!" Adam ran his fingers through Brad’s hair, "I’m old, you know, almost thirty."
"Nah, it's just a cover, deep down you know you're a typical eighteen-year-old guy. A total sexaholic!"
"Well, I never denied being that when it comes to you," Adam smiled, letting Brad put his head on his sweaty chest. After lying quietly for a few minutes, Adam spoke, "Brad... Since it's our last day here,-"
"I know, I'm gonna miss this place," he planted a soft kiss on Adam's chest, "Lots of great memories."
Adam smiled, "Yeah... Well, I wanna do something special today."
Brad raised his head, looking suspiciously at Adam, "What would that be exactly?"
"Impatient, aren't we?"
"Always.... Now tell me."
"Nope," Adam smiled widely, "It’s a secret."
Brad closed his eyes. “Oh, not again! When will you stop? Look, you’re not going to make me get on another plane, are you?”
“No,” Adam replied, holding Brad’s hand in his, “And that’s all I’m saying. You’re just going to have to wait and see.”
They walked up to the main resort. The restaurant was softly lit and very private, and the manager, quite used to the parade of famous visitors through the resort, hardly batted an eye at either of them.
He gave them a booth at the back that was set on an angle and surrounded by huge potted plants so it was blocked quite effectively from the view of any other diners. By virtue of the fact that the seat was curved around the small table, they were able to sit very close together and be assured that their conversation would be completely private.
It took a few minutes for Adam to realize how nervous Brad was. Having noticed the stares he got when they’d walked through town, Brad was quite aware of being in a public place where they were quite literally backed into a corner if they drew any unwanted attention. Every time someone walked by, he tensed up beside Adam, even though it was very unlikely that anyone other than the restaurant staff even knew they were there.
“You can settle down,” Adam murmured, “I don’t think anyone is going to bother us here,”
He leaned over and kissed Brad lightly on the cheek and sighed at the way Brad jumped.
“How can you be so relaxed about it?” Brad replied, irritated, “What if one of your glamberts saw you come in here and decided to run back to their room and grab their camera?”
“So?”
“So?”
“Yeah, so? You always look good on camera, baby,” Adam teased, trying to lighten the mood. When Brad didn’t react to him, he sighed, “Look, I’m not saying I’d like it. But first of all, I don’t think it will happen here, and secondly, sooner or later, someone is going to see us together.”
“Sorry.” Brad tried to shake it off. “I know I’m being ridiculous.”
Adam put one hand over Brad’s. “This isn’t exactly what I wanted for dinner conversation, but maybe you’d feel better if I told you how I’d like to handle this from now on.”
Brad’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“Brad, you know I’ve never done this kind of thing before, but I’d like to be able to show you around. I want to say that yes, we are back together and that yes, they’ll be seeing us together from now on.”
He saw the way Brad’s face changed, and hurriedly added, “I won’t do anything unless you’re okay with it. I know that whole O’Reilly fiasco got quite messy for you, but believe me, I think it will make things easier for you that way.”
“How do you figure that?” Brad said blankly.
“Because, if I come out and say that you’re my boyfriend, a lot of people will back off. The tabloids, well, there is absolutely nothing I can do about them, so I won’t even bother. And you know lots of my glamberts are rooting for Bradam anyway.”
“You don’t surf the Internet much anymore, do you?” Brad muttered, “Bradam is so last season. Adommy is the trend nowadays.”
Adam laughed, “Honestly, Brad, I can protect you a little more if you’ll let me say something semi-official about us.” Frustrated, he reached out and unclenched Brad’s hands, “You know, there isn’t going to be anything left of that napkin if you don’t stop twisting it like that.”
“Oh my God,” Brad said weakly, “Wow. I guess we really are that then, aren’t we?”
“Really are what?” Adam said, gently.
“Back together.”
Adam raised his eyes skyward, “God, Bradley, do you need a press release to make you believe that? Yes. We are back together. We will be together. You and me. As much as we can be, whenever we can be, wherever we can be. The rest is just details.”
Amused by Brad’s trembling smile, Adam put one hand behind Brad’s head and pulled it down against his shoulder, “You are such an idiot sometimes,” he whispered, “I can’t be doing much right if you still doubt me like that.” Cutting off Brad’s protests, he added, “Don’t worry. By the time this vacation is over, I promise you’re not going to have any more doubts.”
“You do say the most amazing things,” Brad whispered. Forgetting himself completely, he turned his face in against Adam’s, nuzzling his neck while he rested his hand on Adam’s leg under the table and slid it up against his thigh.
Adam closed his eyes, “Okay, time to change the subject,” he said, fanning himself with his menu. “Here, read this. Pick something.”
Obediently, Brad opened his menu and stared at it, but after a moment, he lowered it enough that he could look at Adam over the top and Adam found Brad gazing at him with an undeniably contented expression.
“You look very happy,” Adam said gently.
A soft blush crept into Brad’s face, and Adam was touched by Brad’s sudden, sweet bashfulness.
“I am.”
The rest of dinner passed very quietly, though what was lacking in actual conversation was more than compensated for with a series of exchanges of shy, lingering glances. Although still overwhelmed by the sudden changes that were going on in his world, Brad was finding it impossible not to let himself be carried away by the familiar emotions that were once again washing over him after five years. He was touched by Adam’s constant attention to his every move, his feelings and his insecurities.
The meal was delicious although Brad could not remember any of the details of it later. He spent a lot of time watching Adam’s every move, in an attempt to re-familiarize himself with every inch of his lover.
What puzzled Brad was Adam’s strange hesitation to leave. He half-expected and half-wanted to bolt out of the restaurant since they had already finished eating, but Adam insisted on ordering a dessert that neither of them really wanted and seemed to be desperately stalling for time.
“OK, spill it!” Brad finally said when he noticed Adam glancing at his watch again, “Are you waiting for someone?”
“No,” Adam said definitely.
Brad thumped his napkin down on the table. “All right. You’re up to something. Again. What are you planning now?”
“Be patient, sexy.”
“You worry me when you do this, you know that? Didn’t we promise not to keep any secrets?”
Adam shrugged a bit awkwardly. “We did. OK, I just wanted to surprise you. You might think it’s a silly idea, but,-”
He was rescued when a waiter poked his head around the side of the booth without warning, making them both jump. “Your ride is here, sir.”
Adam nodded and took hold of Brad’s hand.
“Okay, time to go.”
When they reached the cloakroom, Adam got them both their coats, helped Brad slide his jacket on and stood, holding the door open, “After you.”
“OK, where are we going?” Brad asked once they were outside.
“Wait and see.”
“Oh, this is the surprise part, isn’t it?” Pulling at Adam’s arm, he scoffed, “Are you going to tell me what it is?”
“Will you just be patient? And you’ve got to promise not to laugh at me.”
“Why would I laugh at you?”
Adam shrugged and said nothing further until they got around the far side of the main lodge, then he stopped and pointed.
“I figured you should at least get a chance to do something you won’t normally have a chance to.”
Puzzled, Brad followed Adam’s hand, and his mouth dropped open. Parked at the bottom of the long set of steps was a beautiful old-fashioned horse-drawn sleigh, with a driver and two very pretty grey ponies.
He stared at it, then at Adam with eyes wide, and Adam said a bit defensively, “I told you that you might think it was silly.”
But Brad was already gone, leaving Adam standing at the top of the steps. He ran lightly down to where the sleigh was parked and went straight up to the horses, allowing himself to be thoroughly snuffled.
“They are so sweet,” Brad said to Adam when he came to stand beside Brad and put his own hand out to scratch one of the ponies behind the ears. “They’re almost identical. Welsh Mountain?” he said to the driver.
He nodded and it was hard to tell whether he or Adam looked more surprised.
Adam’s shoulders lifted in a shrug. “I’m a Texan boy, remember?”
Adam grinned.
Brad looked over his shoulder at Adam. “This is a great idea. Except, first,” he murmured to the pony who kept burrowing his head into the crook of Brad’s arm, “You need to stop nuzzling me.”
“I can’t say I blame him for that,” Adam said, also under his breath. “I’ve been having similar thoughts myself all night.”
Brad elbowed him just hard enough to make him laugh then moved himself up into the sleigh. Adam slid in close beside him on the seat and shook out the big blanket that was folded across the back of the bench, tucking it in around them both and finally pulling Brad in against him, with his arm around Brad’s shoulders.
“You’re spoiling me rotten,” Brad said to him as the sleigh began to move. “You don’t need to try so hard to impress me, baby.”
“Are you complaining already?” Adam asked innocently.
“No,” Brad said, and curled in closer against him. “I think I can stand to be impressed a little bit more.”
Following a wide path through the trees, the driver took the sleigh up into the forest and along the edge of the ridge that ran along the back of the resort, offering a beautiful view of the lights in the valley below. The scenery was breathtaking, but Brad spent a good part of the journey with his eyes closed and his head tucked down on Adam’s shoulder, finding himself so overwhelmed with feelings he hadn’t had for so long. It felt like they had never been apart, like they had picked up right they had left off years ago. Brad was content to just snuggle against Adam and enjoy the soothing movement of the ride.
Adam wrapped his arms around himself and stared out of the window, taking note that the sky seemed to match his mood; dark and miserable. He sighed and turned around, his eyes focused on the sleeping man who had an arm and leg protectively wrapped around a body-length pillow. Adam's heart sunk even further. In a little over eight hours, they'd have to leave the cabin and go back to the real world, something he wasn't quite ready for yet.
The night before had only solidified the fact that he was in love. Their romantic ride back to the cabin had been followed by cuddling in the king-sized bed, nothing sexual. Kisses had been placed above the neckline, sometimes one or two were snuck below, hands had caressed faces, arms and backs only. He liked it better like that, he thought.
He couldn't sleep. Of course he couldn't sleep. So he had stayed up most of the night, cursing at himself and wishing this weekend never happened, and thanking God that it did happen at the same time.
Finally, around eight o'clock, Brad stirred and opened his eyes.
Adam smiled softly from his position in the chair next to the bed. He had been watching Brad sleep as if he were in a daze. Now, seeing Brad's eyes peeking up at him under the covers made his sinking heart lift and pound in his chest. "Hey." He choked out, his voice raspy.
"Hey." Brad replied, sitting up, the sheets falling and exposing his naked chest. He kept his eyes on Adam as he spoke. "I don't even remember falling asleep." He said with a soft laugh.
"I didn't really sleep much. You fell asleep around two. While I was talking."
"Oh." Brad said, shifting his eyes to the floor. "Sorry."
"It's alright." Adam answered truthfully. "I talk too much anyway. I don't blame you."
"I like hearing you talk." Brad said, saying the words before thinking.
Adam just stared at him, contemplating on telling Brad the truth. "Brad-" He began, his voice hoarse. Was he doing the right thing? What could possibly happen? Brad could get angry but he'd be forgiven. He always forgave Adam or maybe, maybe Brad would return the feelings? Maybe.
"Yeah?" Brad asked, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Uhm. I just- Well, there's something you should know."
"Go ahead. You can tell me." Brad said, not even considering what was running through his mind. It could never happen, anyhow. "You can tell me anything. Come here." He reached a hand out, noting his friend's sadness and wanting to cure it.
Adam reluctantly took Brad's hand and sat down next to him, his whole body turning to the consistency of jello, it seemed. He felt a hand on his cheek and his eyes turned to meet and lock with Brad's. He swallowed hard and squeezed Brad's hand. He never wanted to let go.
"Hey." Brad whispered, cupping Adam's face and planting a soft kiss on his forehead. "What's wrong?" He asked, his lips lightly brushing Adam’s nose, then his chin.
Adam closed his eyes, trying to get himself together. Brad smelled so good, his lips felt so good. Suddenly, he couldn't think.
Brad wrapped an arm over and around Adam’s shoulder and the other under the younger man's arm, pulling him closer. He touched his lips to his and found that Adam immediately responded. He moaned when Adam’s tongue gently slid against his teeth.
Adam ran his fingers through Brad's long locks, tangling them at the ends. His other hand ran down Brad's bare arm before moving back up again and finally finding home against Brad's cheek.
Brad smiled against the kiss, loving again the way Adam reacted when he was touched. His hand slowly crept in between them and he softly rubbed Adam through his boxers. Adam's moans and grunts then filled the spaces between their soft, hungry kisses.
"Mmm….Brad." Adam moaned before moving in for another kiss.
Brad pulled Adam down and on top of him, his body already overcome with desire. He arched his back as Adam began grinding in between his legs, the only thing separating them were their boxers.
Adam ran his hands up Brad's arms and then entwined their fingers, pinning Brad's arms above his head and to the mattress. He bent down and lapped at Brad's neck before kissing the skin there.
Brad closed his eyes and licked at his lips as Adam began to completely dominate him. He could feel his cock pulsating between them and was hungry from the touch.
Adam let go of Brad's hands but was secretly pleased that Brad kept them pinned to the mattress anyhow, ready to be devoured. He continued his descent, sucking and licking at Brad's small, brown nipples. Brad allowed one of his hands movement and his fingers locked in Adam's hair.
Brad arched his back and licked his lips at the thought of Adam's mouth around his cock. He spread his legs and moaned when he felt Adam’s stomach rub against it.
Adam teasingly licked at Brad's bellybutton as he slithered his way down. He hooked his fingers through the band of Brad's boxers and pulled them down as he sat up.
Brad stared down at Adam and watched as the older man fondled his cock. "Adam ..." He choked out. He took both of his hands and locked his fingers around the bar of the headboard.
Adam bent down and took Brad's cock fully in his mouth, his eyes falling shut. He gripped the base with one hand as his other lazily graced Brad's balls. He began his pace slow and long, allowing Brad's cockhead to tap at his throat each time he took him in.
Brad gripped onto the headboard, his knuckles turning white as Adam's mouth surrounded him. His breathing became ragged and his chest was rising and falling, almost as rapidly as Adam's was. Suddenly, without warning, Adam pulled his mouth away. Brad opened his eyes and looked down at him, wondering if he liked Adam at the moment.
"Brad-" Adam said, his voice dripping with desire. Brad decided to forgive. ADAM climbed his way back up and kissed Brad softly. "Brad…" He whispered again through the kiss. "I want to feel you inside of me." Adam didn't wait for an answer. Instead, he straddled Brad and planted his hands on the mattress for leverage.
Brad gripped Adam's hips, knowing what was going to happen. He welcomed it. Adam reached over and fumbled blindly for the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed. He pushed the bottle of lube and the condom that he had fished out of the drawer into Brad’s hand.
"Take me. Anyway you want me."
Brad quickly pressed a finger soaked with lube against Adam's hole and eased it inside, causing Adam to moan. The second finger slipped in with the help of more lube. Brad rolled a condom onto his own cock and gasped, letting out a belly-deep growl as Adam lowered himself onto his cock. "Oh, God ... " He gasped out as he felt Adam's muscles implode around him. A bright flash of pleasure rushed through him, starting at his cock, racing to his toes and ending at his head. He dug his fingers into Adam's thighs.
Adam slid all the way down until Brad filled him completely. Tears stung at his eyes and he realized he wasn't quite used to the pain but he was welcoming the pleasure. He bent forward and placed his hands on Brad's heaving chest. Just then, Brad opened his eyes and they locked with his. Adam took the cue and started moving.
Brad slid his hands up and gripped at Adam's waist as the older man began riding him. The pleasure was the best he had ever known as he disappeared in and out of Adam. He continued to lock eyes with Adam though he knew it was becoming harder and harder for the both of them to hold back as their orgasms neared.
Adam moaned and cried as Brad's cock tapped at his prostate each time and that fact made him ride faster and longer. He bent even further and grabbed at Brad's hands. He entwined them together and arched his back.
Brad closed his eyes but opened them shortly after, wanting to witness the beautiful scene before him.
"Yes, Brad. Oh, God, yes."
Brad thrust up and arched his back, his orgasm hitting him harder than any time before. He allowed himself go deep inside of Adam and soon felt Adam's own come coating his stomach and chest.
Adam lifted himself off Brad and fell down beside the older man. He gasped for air and felt Brad wrap an arm around him. Soon after, he felt Brad's lips on his cheek.
"Hey ..." Brad said, "You okay?" There was laughter in his voice.
Adam opened his eyes and peered up at Brad. "Yeah." He said with a small smile, though it was only partially true.
Brad kissed his cheek again. "Thought you passed out there for a second."
"Naw."
Silence. "So, what did you want to tell me?" Fingers running softly up and down the other boy's arm.
"I just ... wanted to thank you for giving me this weekend."
Brad stared up at the ceiling, his smile slowly melting from his face.
Author:
something_rare Beta:
bigj52, who has always been a great support and friend. Thank you, Judy, for your tirelessness in reviewing, your pep talks and everything else. You rock! breatherepeat , thanks for your words of encouragements and our talks. You are the best!Graphics:
something_rare Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Brad/Adam
Warnings: Graphic Sex
Word Count: ~ 4000
Disclaimer: This story is a written for entertainment only. It is a work of fiction and I make no claims of ownership on any of the involved entities. All real people are converted into fictional characters for this story, and nothing is either implied or assumed about their lives, thoughts, or actions.
Summary: After five years Brad still has feelings for Adam.
The days went by fast. Brad and Adam spent as much time alone as they could. It was the last day of their little vacation and things couldn't get any better between the two. They would sleep together, wake up in each other's arms, showering together, cooking together, and making love until they couldn't walk.
Brad rolled over on the bed, to find Adam's face in front of him. He couldn't help but smile. He was so beautiful, hair all messy from Brad grabbing it while he was nearing his orgasm. The sheet barely covered his morning erection. Brad got up, slowly pulling the sheet off the beautiful man in front of him, putting it aside. The cool breeze that ran over Adam's body made him shiver a bit and he rolled over onto his back, leaving his semi-erect cock right in front of Brad. Brad smiled. What a beauty! He lowered his mouth and kissed the tip of Adam's cock softly. Seeing as Adam just moaned but didn't wake up, he went on, tracing a soft line with his kisses from Adam's cock to his balls. In one quick movement he took Adam's balls in his mouth, making him jump up, snapping his eyes open. Adam tried to open his mouth and say something, but pleasure took over and he threw his head back, blocking a scream. Brad released Adam's balls from his mouth, making sure Adam saw him licking his lips. "Baby, you can scream as much as you want, no one will hear you here."
Breathing heavily, he said, "I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad idea."
He smirked, looking at Brad lowering his mouth again towards Adam's testicles.
"Oh fuck!" Adam’s scream was heard this time, along with moans and hips bucking towards Brad's mouth, "Baby, touch me."
He felt Brad taking his cock in his warm hands, jerking him off fast. It wasn't long before Adam lost control, coming all over his chest and Brad's hands. He lay there, trying to catch his breath, feeling Brad sucking him clean, not missing a drop. He pulled Brad on top of him, kissing him hard.
"Baby, you taste amazing," Brad winked, kissing Adam's nose.
"You almost gave me a heart attack there, sexy!" Adam ran his fingers through Brad’s hair, "I’m old, you know, almost thirty."
"Nah, it's just a cover, deep down you know you're a typical eighteen-year-old guy. A total sexaholic!"
"Well, I never denied being that when it comes to you," Adam smiled, letting Brad put his head on his sweaty chest. After lying quietly for a few minutes, Adam spoke, "Brad... Since it's our last day here,-"
"I know, I'm gonna miss this place," he planted a soft kiss on Adam's chest, "Lots of great memories."
Adam smiled, "Yeah... Well, I wanna do something special today."
Brad raised his head, looking suspiciously at Adam, "What would that be exactly?"
"Impatient, aren't we?"
"Always.... Now tell me."
"Nope," Adam smiled widely, "It’s a secret."
Brad closed his eyes. “Oh, not again! When will you stop? Look, you’re not going to make me get on another plane, are you?”
“No,” Adam replied, holding Brad’s hand in his, “And that’s all I’m saying. You’re just going to have to wait and see.”
They walked up to the main resort. The restaurant was softly lit and very private, and the manager, quite used to the parade of famous visitors through the resort, hardly batted an eye at either of them.
He gave them a booth at the back that was set on an angle and surrounded by huge potted plants so it was blocked quite effectively from the view of any other diners. By virtue of the fact that the seat was curved around the small table, they were able to sit very close together and be assured that their conversation would be completely private.
It took a few minutes for Adam to realize how nervous Brad was. Having noticed the stares he got when they’d walked through town, Brad was quite aware of being in a public place where they were quite literally backed into a corner if they drew any unwanted attention. Every time someone walked by, he tensed up beside Adam, even though it was very unlikely that anyone other than the restaurant staff even knew they were there.
“You can settle down,” Adam murmured, “I don’t think anyone is going to bother us here,”
He leaned over and kissed Brad lightly on the cheek and sighed at the way Brad jumped.
“How can you be so relaxed about it?” Brad replied, irritated, “What if one of your glamberts saw you come in here and decided to run back to their room and grab their camera?”
“So?”
“So?”
“Yeah, so? You always look good on camera, baby,” Adam teased, trying to lighten the mood. When Brad didn’t react to him, he sighed, “Look, I’m not saying I’d like it. But first of all, I don’t think it will happen here, and secondly, sooner or later, someone is going to see us together.”
“Sorry.” Brad tried to shake it off. “I know I’m being ridiculous.”
Adam put one hand over Brad’s. “This isn’t exactly what I wanted for dinner conversation, but maybe you’d feel better if I told you how I’d like to handle this from now on.”
Brad’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“Brad, you know I’ve never done this kind of thing before, but I’d like to be able to show you around. I want to say that yes, we are back together and that yes, they’ll be seeing us together from now on.”
He saw the way Brad’s face changed, and hurriedly added, “I won’t do anything unless you’re okay with it. I know that whole O’Reilly fiasco got quite messy for you, but believe me, I think it will make things easier for you that way.”
“How do you figure that?” Brad said blankly.
“Because, if I come out and say that you’re my boyfriend, a lot of people will back off. The tabloids, well, there is absolutely nothing I can do about them, so I won’t even bother. And you know lots of my glamberts are rooting for Bradam anyway.”
“You don’t surf the Internet much anymore, do you?” Brad muttered, “Bradam is so last season. Adommy is the trend nowadays.”
Adam laughed, “Honestly, Brad, I can protect you a little more if you’ll let me say something semi-official about us.” Frustrated, he reached out and unclenched Brad’s hands, “You know, there isn’t going to be anything left of that napkin if you don’t stop twisting it like that.”
“Oh my God,” Brad said weakly, “Wow. I guess we really are that then, aren’t we?”
“Really are what?” Adam said, gently.
“Back together.”
Adam raised his eyes skyward, “God, Bradley, do you need a press release to make you believe that? Yes. We are back together. We will be together. You and me. As much as we can be, whenever we can be, wherever we can be. The rest is just details.”
Amused by Brad’s trembling smile, Adam put one hand behind Brad’s head and pulled it down against his shoulder, “You are such an idiot sometimes,” he whispered, “I can’t be doing much right if you still doubt me like that.” Cutting off Brad’s protests, he added, “Don’t worry. By the time this vacation is over, I promise you’re not going to have any more doubts.”
“You do say the most amazing things,” Brad whispered. Forgetting himself completely, he turned his face in against Adam’s, nuzzling his neck while he rested his hand on Adam’s leg under the table and slid it up against his thigh.
Adam closed his eyes, “Okay, time to change the subject,” he said, fanning himself with his menu. “Here, read this. Pick something.”
Obediently, Brad opened his menu and stared at it, but after a moment, he lowered it enough that he could look at Adam over the top and Adam found Brad gazing at him with an undeniably contented expression.
“You look very happy,” Adam said gently.
A soft blush crept into Brad’s face, and Adam was touched by Brad’s sudden, sweet bashfulness.
“I am.”
The rest of dinner passed very quietly, though what was lacking in actual conversation was more than compensated for with a series of exchanges of shy, lingering glances. Although still overwhelmed by the sudden changes that were going on in his world, Brad was finding it impossible not to let himself be carried away by the familiar emotions that were once again washing over him after five years. He was touched by Adam’s constant attention to his every move, his feelings and his insecurities.
The meal was delicious although Brad could not remember any of the details of it later. He spent a lot of time watching Adam’s every move, in an attempt to re-familiarize himself with every inch of his lover.
What puzzled Brad was Adam’s strange hesitation to leave. He half-expected and half-wanted to bolt out of the restaurant since they had already finished eating, but Adam insisted on ordering a dessert that neither of them really wanted and seemed to be desperately stalling for time.
“OK, spill it!” Brad finally said when he noticed Adam glancing at his watch again, “Are you waiting for someone?”
“No,” Adam said definitely.
Brad thumped his napkin down on the table. “All right. You’re up to something. Again. What are you planning now?”
“Be patient, sexy.”
“You worry me when you do this, you know that? Didn’t we promise not to keep any secrets?”
Adam shrugged a bit awkwardly. “We did. OK, I just wanted to surprise you. You might think it’s a silly idea, but,-”
He was rescued when a waiter poked his head around the side of the booth without warning, making them both jump. “Your ride is here, sir.”
Adam nodded and took hold of Brad’s hand.
“Okay, time to go.”
When they reached the cloakroom, Adam got them both their coats, helped Brad slide his jacket on and stood, holding the door open, “After you.”
“OK, where are we going?” Brad asked once they were outside.
“Wait and see.”
“Oh, this is the surprise part, isn’t it?” Pulling at Adam’s arm, he scoffed, “Are you going to tell me what it is?”
“Will you just be patient? And you’ve got to promise not to laugh at me.”
“Why would I laugh at you?”
Adam shrugged and said nothing further until they got around the far side of the main lodge, then he stopped and pointed.
“I figured you should at least get a chance to do something you won’t normally have a chance to.”
Puzzled, Brad followed Adam’s hand, and his mouth dropped open. Parked at the bottom of the long set of steps was a beautiful old-fashioned horse-drawn sleigh, with a driver and two very pretty grey ponies.
He stared at it, then at Adam with eyes wide, and Adam said a bit defensively, “I told you that you might think it was silly.”
But Brad was already gone, leaving Adam standing at the top of the steps. He ran lightly down to where the sleigh was parked and went straight up to the horses, allowing himself to be thoroughly snuffled.
“They are so sweet,” Brad said to Adam when he came to stand beside Brad and put his own hand out to scratch one of the ponies behind the ears. “They’re almost identical. Welsh Mountain?” he said to the driver.
He nodded and it was hard to tell whether he or Adam looked more surprised.
Adam’s shoulders lifted in a shrug. “I’m a Texan boy, remember?”
Adam grinned.
Brad looked over his shoulder at Adam. “This is a great idea. Except, first,” he murmured to the pony who kept burrowing his head into the crook of Brad’s arm, “You need to stop nuzzling me.”
“I can’t say I blame him for that,” Adam said, also under his breath. “I’ve been having similar thoughts myself all night.”
Brad elbowed him just hard enough to make him laugh then moved himself up into the sleigh. Adam slid in close beside him on the seat and shook out the big blanket that was folded across the back of the bench, tucking it in around them both and finally pulling Brad in against him, with his arm around Brad’s shoulders.
“You’re spoiling me rotten,” Brad said to him as the sleigh began to move. “You don’t need to try so hard to impress me, baby.”
“Are you complaining already?” Adam asked innocently.
“No,” Brad said, and curled in closer against him. “I think I can stand to be impressed a little bit more.”
Following a wide path through the trees, the driver took the sleigh up into the forest and along the edge of the ridge that ran along the back of the resort, offering a beautiful view of the lights in the valley below. The scenery was breathtaking, but Brad spent a good part of the journey with his eyes closed and his head tucked down on Adam’s shoulder, finding himself so overwhelmed with feelings he hadn’t had for so long. It felt like they had never been apart, like they had picked up right they had left off years ago. Brad was content to just snuggle against Adam and enjoy the soothing movement of the ride.
Adam wrapped his arms around himself and stared out of the window, taking note that the sky seemed to match his mood; dark and miserable. He sighed and turned around, his eyes focused on the sleeping man who had an arm and leg protectively wrapped around a body-length pillow. Adam's heart sunk even further. In a little over eight hours, they'd have to leave the cabin and go back to the real world, something he wasn't quite ready for yet.
The night before had only solidified the fact that he was in love. Their romantic ride back to the cabin had been followed by cuddling in the king-sized bed, nothing sexual. Kisses had been placed above the neckline, sometimes one or two were snuck below, hands had caressed faces, arms and backs only. He liked it better like that, he thought.
He couldn't sleep. Of course he couldn't sleep. So he had stayed up most of the night, cursing at himself and wishing this weekend never happened, and thanking God that it did happen at the same time.
Finally, around eight o'clock, Brad stirred and opened his eyes.
Adam smiled softly from his position in the chair next to the bed. He had been watching Brad sleep as if he were in a daze. Now, seeing Brad's eyes peeking up at him under the covers made his sinking heart lift and pound in his chest. "Hey." He choked out, his voice raspy.
"Hey." Brad replied, sitting up, the sheets falling and exposing his naked chest. He kept his eyes on Adam as he spoke. "I don't even remember falling asleep." He said with a soft laugh.
"I didn't really sleep much. You fell asleep around two. While I was talking."
"Oh." Brad said, shifting his eyes to the floor. "Sorry."
"It's alright." Adam answered truthfully. "I talk too much anyway. I don't blame you."
"I like hearing you talk." Brad said, saying the words before thinking.
Adam just stared at him, contemplating on telling Brad the truth. "Brad-" He began, his voice hoarse. Was he doing the right thing? What could possibly happen? Brad could get angry but he'd be forgiven. He always forgave Adam or maybe, maybe Brad would return the feelings? Maybe.
"Yeah?" Brad asked, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Uhm. I just- Well, there's something you should know."
"Go ahead. You can tell me." Brad said, not even considering what was running through his mind. It could never happen, anyhow. "You can tell me anything. Come here." He reached a hand out, noting his friend's sadness and wanting to cure it.
Adam reluctantly took Brad's hand and sat down next to him, his whole body turning to the consistency of jello, it seemed. He felt a hand on his cheek and his eyes turned to meet and lock with Brad's. He swallowed hard and squeezed Brad's hand. He never wanted to let go.
"Hey." Brad whispered, cupping Adam's face and planting a soft kiss on his forehead. "What's wrong?" He asked, his lips lightly brushing Adam’s nose, then his chin.
Adam closed his eyes, trying to get himself together. Brad smelled so good, his lips felt so good. Suddenly, he couldn't think.
Brad wrapped an arm over and around Adam’s shoulder and the other under the younger man's arm, pulling him closer. He touched his lips to his and found that Adam immediately responded. He moaned when Adam’s tongue gently slid against his teeth.
Adam ran his fingers through Brad's long locks, tangling them at the ends. His other hand ran down Brad's bare arm before moving back up again and finally finding home against Brad's cheek.
Brad smiled against the kiss, loving again the way Adam reacted when he was touched. His hand slowly crept in between them and he softly rubbed Adam through his boxers. Adam's moans and grunts then filled the spaces between their soft, hungry kisses.
"Mmm….Brad." Adam moaned before moving in for another kiss.
Brad pulled Adam down and on top of him, his body already overcome with desire. He arched his back as Adam began grinding in between his legs, the only thing separating them were their boxers.
Adam ran his hands up Brad's arms and then entwined their fingers, pinning Brad's arms above his head and to the mattress. He bent down and lapped at Brad's neck before kissing the skin there.
Brad closed his eyes and licked at his lips as Adam began to completely dominate him. He could feel his cock pulsating between them and was hungry from the touch.
Adam let go of Brad's hands but was secretly pleased that Brad kept them pinned to the mattress anyhow, ready to be devoured. He continued his descent, sucking and licking at Brad's small, brown nipples. Brad allowed one of his hands movement and his fingers locked in Adam's hair.
Brad arched his back and licked his lips at the thought of Adam's mouth around his cock. He spread his legs and moaned when he felt Adam’s stomach rub against it.
Adam teasingly licked at Brad's bellybutton as he slithered his way down. He hooked his fingers through the band of Brad's boxers and pulled them down as he sat up.
Brad stared down at Adam and watched as the older man fondled his cock. "Adam ..." He choked out. He took both of his hands and locked his fingers around the bar of the headboard.
Adam bent down and took Brad's cock fully in his mouth, his eyes falling shut. He gripped the base with one hand as his other lazily graced Brad's balls. He began his pace slow and long, allowing Brad's cockhead to tap at his throat each time he took him in.
Brad gripped onto the headboard, his knuckles turning white as Adam's mouth surrounded him. His breathing became ragged and his chest was rising and falling, almost as rapidly as Adam's was. Suddenly, without warning, Adam pulled his mouth away. Brad opened his eyes and looked down at him, wondering if he liked Adam at the moment.
"Brad-" Adam said, his voice dripping with desire. Brad decided to forgive. ADAM climbed his way back up and kissed Brad softly. "Brad…" He whispered again through the kiss. "I want to feel you inside of me." Adam didn't wait for an answer. Instead, he straddled Brad and planted his hands on the mattress for leverage.
Brad gripped Adam's hips, knowing what was going to happen. He welcomed it. Adam reached over and fumbled blindly for the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed. He pushed the bottle of lube and the condom that he had fished out of the drawer into Brad’s hand.
"Take me. Anyway you want me."
Brad quickly pressed a finger soaked with lube against Adam's hole and eased it inside, causing Adam to moan. The second finger slipped in with the help of more lube. Brad rolled a condom onto his own cock and gasped, letting out a belly-deep growl as Adam lowered himself onto his cock. "Oh, God ... " He gasped out as he felt Adam's muscles implode around him. A bright flash of pleasure rushed through him, starting at his cock, racing to his toes and ending at his head. He dug his fingers into Adam's thighs.
Adam slid all the way down until Brad filled him completely. Tears stung at his eyes and he realized he wasn't quite used to the pain but he was welcoming the pleasure. He bent forward and placed his hands on Brad's heaving chest. Just then, Brad opened his eyes and they locked with his. Adam took the cue and started moving.
Brad slid his hands up and gripped at Adam's waist as the older man began riding him. The pleasure was the best he had ever known as he disappeared in and out of Adam. He continued to lock eyes with Adam though he knew it was becoming harder and harder for the both of them to hold back as their orgasms neared.
Adam moaned and cried as Brad's cock tapped at his prostate each time and that fact made him ride faster and longer. He bent even further and grabbed at Brad's hands. He entwined them together and arched his back.
Brad closed his eyes but opened them shortly after, wanting to witness the beautiful scene before him.
"Yes, Brad. Oh, God, yes."
Brad thrust up and arched his back, his orgasm hitting him harder than any time before. He allowed himself go deep inside of Adam and soon felt Adam's own come coating his stomach and chest.
Adam lifted himself off Brad and fell down beside the older man. He gasped for air and felt Brad wrap an arm around him. Soon after, he felt Brad's lips on his cheek.
"Hey ..." Brad said, "You okay?" There was laughter in his voice.
Adam opened his eyes and peered up at Brad. "Yeah." He said with a small smile, though it was only partially true.
Brad kissed his cheek again. "Thought you passed out there for a second."
"Naw."
Silence. "So, what did you want to tell me?" Fingers running softly up and down the other boy's arm.
"I just ... wanted to thank you for giving me this weekend."
Brad stared up at the ceiling, his smile slowly melting from his face.
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