28 comments/ 48080 views/ 74 favorites Breaking Adam By: armywife2009 Adam sighed as he opened his eyes, his alarm blaring in his ear. Jessica was curled up next to him and he smiled at her as she opened her eyes sleepily. "Ugh. Turn it off babe." Jessica's voice was thick with sleep. Adam reached over him and hit the alarm, glaring at the red light as it read 6:00 am. He hated waking up early, it was like a curse to him. He had to today though, his dad was coming to see him. He had to be ready for that. He kissed Jessica's head and climbed over her, laughing when she rubbed her body against his for a moment. They dated, occasionally, but lately they had decided they were better off friends, especially because they both had a sinking feeling he was more than just bi, he was gay. He knew Jess though, she would keep up pretenses of being his sometimes fling and always closest friend until he decided to fully come out of the closet. A lot of people knew he was bi. He had just told Brad, Jessica knew, and the fraternity brothers knew. No one treated him different, well not much different anyway. Until then they cuddled at night because they both had their own inner demons, and having someone to hold close made it better, even if it was just for a little while. Adam walked to the door in his boxers, grabbing a towel and a fresh pair and heading to take a shower. His dad would be here in three hours, four at the most, and in all honesty when approaching the man he had seen twice since he turned 18, it wasn't nearly enough time. Jessica was going with him, along with his friend Brad and his boyfriend Kyle. He needed all the support he could get, though he told them it was just because he wanted to prove to his father that he had friends. The man had already threatened to send him to a shrink, thinking he had caused him so many emotional problems that his life was miserable. Cocky bastard. Stripping down he stepped into the boy's showers, nodding to James who was showering next to him. Adam was one of the leader's of the Beta fraternity, even though he was a junior, because he had worked his ass off to get there. He had friends in every sorority and fraternity, in the administration office, he had even had lunch with the dean a few times. His dad had no idea who he was because Adam had made sure never to tell him. The jerk didn't deserve to know anything about him that he didn't find out firsthand, not a damn thing. "Hey Adam, you ok man?" James's voice caught him off guard and he glanced up, realizing he was staring off into space. "Yea James I'm good. Thanks." The man smiled, one year Adam's senior and nodded, going back to his shower. James and Adam got along better than anyone in the fraternity. Adam was pretty sure it was because they both came from shitty families, the only difference was James was an open book and Adam kept his secrets locked away inside. James knew Adam was bi and had no problem with it, as long as he didn't hit on him they were fine, he had said once with a smile. James was one of the closest friends he had besides Jessica and Brad. James finished his shower first and turned to walk out, noticing when Adam turned around so he wouldn't be looking at him. The man tried so hard to make sure he never thought he was looking at anyone, it was sad sometimes. "Hey Adam?" Adam turned at James's voice, keeping his eyes very steadily on the man's face. James smiled, blushing a little and Adam fought not to roll his eyes. "I have a friend. He just came out of the closet, and I was wondering if maybe..." Adam laughed, a little surprised, "Are you pimping me out James?" James's whole face turned red as he sputtered, "No, no Adam not at all I didn't mean-" Adam cut him off with a smile, "It was a joke. I'd love to meet your friend. I got something to do at 9 but I should hopefully be done at 10, if you wanna have lunch or something. Or I can just meet him at the party tonight." James smiled in relief, "The party will be fine. His name is Evan. I think you'll like him." Adam nodded, turning back around, "Sounds good, see you then." James mumbled a thank you before hastily exiting the showers and Adam waited until he was gone to lean his head heavily against the warm tile in front of him, letting the water pour in strong waves down his back. Today was not going to be a good day. Chapter Two: Daddy's back Jess's hand was tight in Adam's as they made their way to the campus café, Brad and Kyle next to them. Adam saw his dad's limo parked out front long before he actually saw the man himself. Kyle gave a low whistle at the stretch black beauty and Adam laughed a little. "Show off." He mumbled as he walked by it, his reflection clear in the shiny surface. Adam took a deep breath, squeezing Jessica's hand tightly and opened the door to the little café, spotting his dad instantly by all the people around him. He drew people to him like moths to a flame, or more accurately gold diggers to a millionaire. Adam's dad owned one of the biggest internet companies in the united states, and he wasn't ashamed to flaunt it. The man had more money then he knew what to do with. Adam's dad was tall, very tall compared to Adam's 5'9 body. He was well built, like a man that had money for a personal trainer, and while Adam wasn't tiny he was smaller, much smaller. They had the same bright blue eyes and strong facial structure, and even the black hair was the same, though drastically different styles. Adam had the always laid back look, while his dad looked like his back would snap if he breathed to deep. The man looked over as they walked in, his eyes falling on Adam with recognition. Adam sighed a little, relieved. He had a bet with himself that his father wouldn't even recognize him, he had only seen him twice, once when he was 13 and once when he was 18. The last time was 3 years ago, so he wasn't really sure. The man stood up and walked towards them, smiling a little as everyone cleared a path for him without him having to say a word. Adam stood up straighter as he watched his father come. It took everything in his body not to bolt. This man scared him, scared him down to his core. He was powerful, and he was big, and worst he had the key to healing the horrible black hole in the bottom of Adam's heart. Jessica tightened her hold and Adam felt Brad grab his shoulder as he realized he had taken a step back. Adam's dad stopped in front of him and looked down, towering over him though Adam wasn't entirely sure he meant to do it. No one spoke as the two men looked at each other, one up and one down, blue eyes blazing. Finally Adam's dad broke and he moved that last step closer, until they were touching. "Adam." He whispered, voice cracking. Adam gasped as he was swept into huge arms, feet leaving the ground as his father crushed him to his chest. He didn't hug him back, just kind of hung there limp in his arms but his dad didn't notice. The big man had his face buried in Adam's neck as he held him close. Well, Adam thought, this breaks every guy etiquette I've ever heard of. After a minute of awkward stares and lots of whispers his dad put him down, smiling as his friends moved forward instantly to surround him. "It's really nice to see you Adam, thank you for coming." Adam's father had a deep baritone and Adam glared at the girls nearby that giggled when they heard it. The man was 39, he wasn't that old, but sure as hell he wasn't going to date anyone on this campus. "Would you like to sit down?" Adam nodded and they all trooped over to an empty booth near the back. Adam sat across from his dad instantly so Brad was stuck on the side with the big man because he was the second biggest. Jessica, Kyle and Adam were all small enough able to fit comfortably on the other side. Adam's father stared at him, just stared at him across the table. He did it for so long that Adam finally sighed, looking up. "What Victor?" Victor looked startled, "Nothing. You just look so much like your mother. I haven't seen you in so long Adam, I just wanted to memorize your face." Adam spoke before he could think, "Well whose fault is that Victor?" Victor clearly hated it when Adam called him by his name, he flinched every time. "It's mine and I take responsibility for that. I wasn't there for you, and when your mom died I came to the funeral and I left. I'm trying to take responsibility for my actions Adam, I want to make things right between us." Adam shook his head, "I don't think you can." Victor's face fell instantly, "Well wont you let me try?" Adam stared at his father for a long time, doing the same thing he had just got frustrated at him for doing. Finally he answered. "I don't know Victor. I really don't." They watched as Victor's face closed down, smoothing to a very familiar blank mask. "Ah, that's where he gets it from." Kyle whispered and that brought a small smile to everyone but Victor, who frowned. "I think it's time for you to go Victor. We'll...try this again another time ok?" Victor stood, almost knocking Brad out of the booth. "Yes Adam. We will." Everyone frowned as the big man walked away without another word. "That sounded a little scary." Jessica said and Adam didn't respond. What could he say, he agreed with her. Chapter Three: Not what he thought The day passed by pretty quickly, Adam going through the motions of regular life while his mind stayed blissfully unattached. Finally at 6:30 he snapped out of it, going downstairs to help set up for the party tonight. He looked around for James but he didn't see him. He was a little excited to meet Evan, not as much as he would normally be but at least it was something. Adam was expecting, by the way Evan sounded, that he was going to be a small timid little guy, shy, and scared about being judged. Adam wasn't that big, but he had some muscles. He resembled more of a surfer than a fighter, but he didn't really like little guys. He figured he'd just talk to him, reassure him, answer his questions and send him home. What James walked in with however, had Adam's jaw almost on the floor. The man with James, who he could only assume, and hope, was Evan was anything but small and timid. The guy was bigger than Brad, about the size of Mike, another friend of theirs. He had to be 6'4 at the minimum, probably 300 pounds, and try as he might he couldn't see any fat on the man. He was wearing a muscle shirt under a open blue button up, and snug fitting blue jeans. He had eyes so dark brown they looked black, blonde hair, and tan, tan skin. He was like a hot fudge Sunday on a hot summer day. This...was the newly out of the closet, shy gay guy? James walked over, a knowing smile on his lips and Evan followed, smiling down at Adam as he looked up at him. "Evan this is Adam, the guy I was telling you about. Adam, this is my friend Evan." Adam swore his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth as he reached a hand out to shake Evan's. Evan smiled again and shook his hand, his grip strong but not painful. "It's nice to meet you. James said you and I could talk, and you might be able to help me...work through some stuff. If that's ok with you." Oh even his voice was sexy. Deep but not too deep, just right. Adam nodded, still not talking and started walking towards the living room, where it was the least crowded. "Hey Adam, it's really crazy down here, why don't you take him upstairs and show him around, you might be more comfortable talking in your room." James's voice caught him off guard and Adam looked back in time to see Evan giving his friend a look of death that would have made even Adam a little scared. James didn't even stop smiling. "Uh, yea sure. Follow me Evan." Adam finally talked, thankful his voice wasn't thick with the lust he was feeling. Evan grumbled a little in James's general direction but followed Adam up the stairs. Brad and Jessica watched before smiling, walking over and high fiving James with a laugh. After showing Evan around the entire top floor they finally got to Adam's room and he walked in, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry about the mess, I'm not exactly the most cleanly guy around." Evan smiled and sat down at Adam's computer chair. "It's cool. Hey man I'm sorry about James practically shoving us into your room. We really can talk downstairs if you want to." Adam leaned back on his bed, back propped against the wall as he crossed his legs at the ankles. "No man it's cool. So what exactly is it you want to know?" Now it was Evan's turn to look uncomfortable. Adam couldn't help but smile as this big man looking so twitchy in his room. "Well as I'm sure James and his big ass mouth told you, I came out of the closet recently." Adam nodded, not wanting to interrupt. "Ok well, I've always ignored this part of me before, the part that was attracted to guys. I don't know much about...dating guys." The last part was said with a very embarrassed laugh and Adam sat up, looking at the guy thoughtfully. "Well. It's a lot like dating girls really. Except I've noticed we aren't as shy about it, and we move a lot quicker. That's just the guys I've dated though, I don't like beating around the bush types I guess, if I guy likes me I want him to walk right up and kiss me, not hint around it for hours. So I guess it all depends on the type your into. Do you have any idea what that is?" Evan's eyes jerked back to his face as Adam looked over and he wondered what exactly he was looking down at, though he was sure he could guess. "Um. Well I always liked girls that were taller, not Amazon tall but taller than average, about your height. I like people with a little meat on their bones, or I guess I should say muscle, and I like guys that speak their mind." It wasn't lost on Adam how that speech went from girls to people to guys. Nor the fact that he was describing him to a tee. Normally he'd make a move or wait for Evan to make the first one, but maybe he really was just describing his type. The two men talked for what seemed like hours, going over the concepts of being gay in this day's society. Adam informed him that this was a very open campus and there had not once been a report of hate crimes. Evan had told him earlier he was in the process of transferring. By the time midnight rolled around Adam was yawning and Evan was grinning like a kid at Christmas. "Sorry man, I'm just so happy to have someone to talk to, and to tell me I'm normal, that all that I'm feeling is normal. I've felt like a freak for so long." Adam smiled at him, covering up his yawn with a sleepy hand. "Don't worry about it man, your definitely not a freak, unless you are in bed and I don't know any guy that minds a little of that!" He smiled to let him know it was a joke and got up to walk him out. Adam was startled when Evan's big body pressed up against him from behind, the bigger man pushing him against the door, holding him there by his hands on his hips. "Um, Evan? What are you doing?" Evan laughed a little, lips close to the back of Adam's neck. "Not beating around the bush." With that he reached a hand up and tipped Adam's face up to his, kissing the man soundly on the mouth. After a moment of shock Adam kissed him back, opening his mouth and sweeping his tongue against Evan's. He had a feeling Evan wasn't usually a submissive kisser, but he was right then and Adam dove right in. Evan turned Adam around and pressed up against his chest, his hands reaching down to twine with Adam's holding them against the door. "Hey, you guys still talking?" James's voice came through the door. Evan pulled away from Adam with a gasp, letting go of his hands so fast it was if they burned him. "Nah, were done." Evan called back as Adam moved out of the way of the door. "Thanks for talking to me Adam. Sorry for attacking you." Adam smiled, patting the big man on the back. "Don't be sorry, you can officially say you kissed a guy now." Evan smiled, obviously relieved Adam wasn't freaked out. Opening the door he nodded to him again as he left, following his friend down to James's room where he was staying until the transfer was complete and he could switch to a dorm on campus. This little tidbit was brought to Adam's attention about five minutes before he met the hunka beauty. How do you resist temptation when it lives down the hall? Chapter Four : New kid The answer to that question came easily. Adam thought that maybe Evan would try to come onto him again, he kinda liked his dark eyes, they were so penetrating he dreamed about them. He was sorely wrong though. Evan closed up after that night, he never said more than a hi to Adam in the hallway of the fraternity house, never going out of his way to talk to him and finding numerous excuses to avoid him. Adam had no clue what was going on. One night he cornered Evan in the kitchen of the frat house, backing the big man up into a corner. "Wanna tell me what's going on Evan?" He asked, spreading his stance in case the guy tried to run. "What are you talking about Adam?" Adam didn't answer and Evan sighed. "Look man I'm sorry I lead you on with that kiss, but seriously, I don't think I'm ready to be with a guy and I just didn't want you to think I was." Adam nodded, not letting himself be upset. "What we can't be friends then?" Evan looked into his eyes, "No Adam we can't." He pushed past him, leaving the kitchen without another word. Evan worked ever the harder to avoid him for the next week and Adam got fed up. Adam wasn't sure what the hell he did wrong so he went to Brad, trying to figure it out. He plopped down on Brad's bed while Kyle sat across the room, Brad's roommate being out as always and Brad sitting next to him. Adam told them the whole story of what happened in the bedroom and in the kitchen and what had happened since and sat staring at the ceiling, waiting for them to say something. It wasn't until absolute silence greeted him that he looked around. Brad's face was a perfectly blank mask, never a good sign, and Kyle had a hand to his mouth, ever the more feminine one. "Am I missing something here guys?" Adam asked, voice sarcastic. "Honey you mean Evan Dawn? James's friend?" Kyle asked, voice small. "Yea, why?" Brad answered this time, "Adam I don't know how to tell you this dude but that kid has been...around lately." Adam was confused, "What the hell are you talking about? He barely kissed me and ran scared what do you mean...around?" He wasn't even sure he wanted to know. Brad stood up, pacing the small room a few times before looking helplessly to Kyle. Kyle stood up and knelt beside Adam. "Evan is the new stud around Adam. He's been having sex like it's going out of style and he's not to prejudice either." Adam wasn't stupid, he could read between the lines, "You mean he's the new college slut?" Kyle nodded, his face a mask of sympathy and Adam's heart dropped to the floor. He had been pining away for this kid, thinking he was to scared of his new found sexuality to get physical or emotional with a guy ,even a friendship, and he had been screwing every guy that had a dick. He knew his face was getting angry because Brad slowly drew Kyle away from him. "Well...just so you know he won't let anyone fuck him. He's the pitcher no matter what, and from what I hear he always uses a condom. I know a few guys that were virgins and he still said no. It's like he's keeping himself pure or some shit." Adam wasn't really listening to Brad. He didn't really care anymore. He was so pissed he was seeing red. How dare Evan act like he was the bad guy, avoiding him like the plague and be out playing pitcher to every gay guy on campus. What the hell did he do to deserve to be the pariah? He stood up, not blinking when Brad's chest automatically buffed up. He was protective of Kyle, he knew that. Breaking Adam "Thanks guys, I think I'm gonna go talk to the new stud." Kyle wanted to stop him but Brad held him back, he knew Adam, and he wouldn't really hurt Evan, deep down past his hurt and anger at life he had a very soft heart. Adam had never walked so fast in his life as he walked to the fraternity. He saw that Evan's car, recently brought over, was in the parking lot and smiled a grim smile. Good, it was time to talk. Adam walked in the frat house, looking around downstairs, not finding him and ignoring Jessica who was on the couch. He stormed up to James's room, not bothering to knock, and received a very startled look from both James and Evan, who were sitting on opposite ends of the room, James studying and Evan playing on his laptop. "Adam what the hell dude ever heard of knocking?" James was all geared up to be angry. "I need to talk to Evan here James, if that's cool with you." Adam's voice was dangerously low. James frowned and was about to say something when Evan stood up, his face blank. "It's cool James. I'll be back later." Evan walked out and Adam followed, not looking back at his confused friend. Evan walked into Adam's room, leaving the door open for Adam to follow. Shutting the door, and locking it for good measure Adam stood in front of it, arms crossed as Evan sat again in his computer chair. Adam tried not to think of the nice sweet guy he had met that night three weeks ago. "So, what's got ya in a huff big man?" Evan said, and Adam rolled his eyes, knowing he was downright puny next to Evan. "So tell me Evan, what exactly does not wanting to be with a guy right now mean? I thought that meant you needed time to yourself but apparently it means opening your legs to every other guy on this campus with a dick. So what took me out of the running for the new stud on campus? Am I not good enough for you because I'm not a slut?" Evan flinched like Adam had hit him but Adam didn't care, he didn't even think to care. Evan sat up straighter, clearing his face and looking at Adam with even eyes. "Jealous Adam?" He drawled and Adam's fists clenched in an effort to stay still. "No Evan, confused, a little hurt, but believe me, I'm not jealous." Evan blinked and stood up, "What I wanted you to be jealous?" The change in attitude was downright confusing, "What?" Adam asked stupidly. Evan walked over to him, reversing the roles until Adam was the one a little scared and Evan was the one all worked up. Evan backed him against the door, placing a hand on either side of his head. "What If wanted you to be jealous of all those guys Adam? What if I wanted you to fight for me, like you started to tonight?" Adam pushed him away, angry, "No you told me you didn't want to be with a guy Evan, you fucking told me that, make up your damned mind what you want." Evan came back, pushing him against the door again, "You're so dense, didn't you ever go through kindergarten?" Adam was lost again with the reference and Evan sighed, rolling his eyes. "What did you do when you liked someone in grade school Adam?" Adam was still confused, "I told them. Why?" Evan let out a bark of laughter that made Adam jump, "Man how did I not see that coming?" Adam moved out from under Evan, turning to face him, "So what was the reference?" Evan leaned against the door, mirroring Adam's earlier pose. "Not everyone is like you Adam. Most people don't tell them, they pick on them, they are mean to them, they avoid them, tell them to go away. Let's just say I haven't grown up much." Adam stared at him a minute before he got it, "You avoiding me, were an ass, told me to go away, all because you actually liked me?" He couldn't keep the disbelief from his voice. Evan gave a short laugh, "Yea." Adam wasn't sure what Evan thought his reaction was going to be with his little confession, but he guessed it wasn't anger from the look on his face before he decked him across the jaw. Evan's head snapped against the door and he slowly looked back at Adam, rage in his eyes as he rubbed his face. "What. The fuck. Was. That?" He growled, each word clipped with anger. "That you fucking asshole is for kissing me like I was your last lifeline, pushing me away like a pussy, and worst of all? Becoming the new slut on campus because you couldn't tell one guy you liked him." Adam shook his head, looking at Evan with a bitter smile. "Was it worth it Evan? Why the fuck did you fuck all those guys huh? Just because you liked me?" That was the only part Adam was honestly confused about. "No Adam. Because the only way I could get you out of my head was to lose myself inside someone else." Evan's voice was hurt, and that caught Adam off guard, but he refused to let it slow him down. "Why Evan, damn it why? If you were that into me why couldn't you just fucking tell me!" Evan stood up then, "Because Adam I wasn't going to set myself to get hurt. God don't you see why no guys come on to you? You're a wall Adam, a nicely constructed, easy on the eyes, smooth talking wall. You don't let anyone in and anyone with a brain knows it as soon as they look at you. To like you and tell you would just be to hurt myself." Adam stared at him for a long time before responding, "So making yourself the school slut was easier than confronting me and giving me a chance, maybe looking past this wall that everyone can apparently see or making an effort at all to get through it? I wasn't even worth the effort?" Evan got angry then, "What would be the point Adam? You're so fucked up, hiding in your own little world why would I try? You don't let anyone in, not Brad, Kyle or hell even Jessica. You're so screwed up Adam you won't let anyone close to you. My daddy was never there for me, get the hell over it. You're so wrapped up in your own pain you wouldn't have let me get in anyway." Evan gave him a withering look, "Besides, who would want to waste the effort on a guy as fucked up as you anyway." Adam didn't say anything, and after a few minutes he could see Evan deflating, his eyes going from hurt and angry, to just hurt, then to shock. "Adam...oh my god I'm so sorry." Adam wasn't listening. "Move." He said, voice empty. "What?" Evan said, frowning. "I don't give a shit where you go, you can fuck your next trick in my bed for all I care but the get the hell out of my way now." Evan moved away from the door slowly, wanting to reach out, to touch Adam but not daring to. Adam didn't spare him a glance as he left the room, throwing on his jacket as he walked down the stairs. Evan called out after him but he was already out the door. He wasn't sure where he was going but he sure as hell wasn't staying there. It wasn't until he ran into a huge chest, falling on his ass, that he realized they weren't as alone as they thought. Looking up into eyes the same as his own Adam froze at the sight of his father. Chapter Five: Confronting dad Adam picked himself up off the floor, noting his dad didn't even offer to help him and backed up a few steps. The man was radiating anger, and the look in his blue eyes was downright scary. "Dad. What are you doing here?" Adam asked, trying to keep his voice calm. James ran in the door, almost bumping into the huge man in front of it, stopping when he saw Adam. The guy was panting and Adam frowned as he looked at him with fear in his eyes. "Adam I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I was angry and I didn't mean to say anything, all I heard was you calling Evan a slut and I was so angry at you I just blurted it out when I ran into your dad. Then I went to the café and it turns out that Evan hasn't been...entirely truthful to me, and I knew you were just angry and I connected the dots, with him pushing you away and stuff. I'm so sorry." Adam didn't have a clue what the guy was rambling about but apparently Jessica did. She was sitting on one of the couches, cuddled up with Sean, a guy in the fraternity and she stood up, coming over to Adam's side. "James tell me you didn't do what I think you did." James bit his lip and nodded, his eyes pleading with Adam to understand. Understand what? He looked up into his father's angry eyes and saw something else there. Hurt. Oh god. He knows, Adam thought. Victor saw the light dawn on his son's face and nearly broke down. "Adam tell me it's not true, tell me my son isn't a faggot." His deep voice was wavering. Adam jerked like he had been slapped and looked away from his father, tears forming in his eyes. Evan stood at the top of the stairs, a hand to his mouth, reminding him of a much larger version of Kyle. "Oh god." His father whispered, his voice disgusted. That was the final straw for Adam, he ran around the big man, pushing James out of the way as he ran out of the fraternity house. He ran for so long his legs screamed in pain. He didn't know where he was but he found himself in front of one of the many guy's dorms. He knew this dorm, and he knew this was one place for sure no one would look for him. Pulling out his cell he cleared the screen that said he had 11 missed calls and 7 text messages, along with 4 voicemails and pulled up a number out of the phone book. "Hello?" The man who answered sounded frustrated himself. "Alex. It's Adam." His voice was numb, and deeper than normal. He knew he sounded bad. "Oh Adam, you sound like shit man. Are you ok?" Alex's voice was worried now, and he heard a concerned voice in the background, probably his boyfriend Mike. "I need a place to crash tonight. Some....serious shit is going down in my life right now and the frat house is out. I need a place people won't look for me. I know your usually at Mike's so I was gonna ask if maybe I could chill at your place." His body was catching up to him and he sat down heavily on a bench outside the dorm as his legs gave out. "Adam man do you want me to come get you? You can stay at one of Mike's clubs, the upstairs are almost all apartments you would be totally alone. You can stay in the dorm if you want though, that's fine to." Adam really didn't want to go to one of Mike's clubs. Mike Donovan owned almost all of the clubs downtown and each one of them was ridiculously packed until way past 3 am. "No man, if I could just crash at your dorm I would be eternally grateful." "Don't even think a thing about it man. The spare key is under one of the little green frogs outside, by the steps. There is a lot of spare keys there though so just look for the one that has 102 in black on it." Adam sighed, relived, "Thank you so much Alex, really. Tell Mike I said hey." "Sure thing hun. Night." Adam hung up the phone, lifted up the many frogs by the steps, and found the key. He'd have to call Alex back later and make sure everything was ok, he didn't like the tone in the guys voice. They hadn't really been friends that long, he had once been Brad's somewhat boyfriend and it ended badly. Lately though they had all hung out, and they were pretty tight. He even liked his ridiculously overbearing boyfriend Mike. The man was coping with not being in charge. Alex was small, but damn he was feisty. Every time Mike told him not to do something, or tried telling him what to do it was like Alex prided himself on doing it. Last week one of the clubs almost had to get evacuated because the men were fighting so bad that Alex caused a bar brawl. They loved each other though, hell when they weren't fighting for control they were like something out of a Disney movie. They never raised a hand to each other, they loved each other way too much for that. Glasses and objects, hell even customers....a whole nother story. They were coping though, and they were getting a lot better. Besides, Alex says the makeup sex was totally worth it. Adam had never been so grateful that Alex lived on the bottom floor than he was right now. His legs were practically dead, and if he had to go up any stairs he was pretty sure he would have been crawling. He stumbled in the empty room and plopped down on Alex's bed. The guy never came home, he stayed with Mike almost every night. It's like they were a married couple, hell they fought like one. Adam laid his head on Alex's soft pillow and closed his eyes. His cell phone felt like it was a constant buzz in his pocket and he finally turned it off, throwing it blindly into the room behind him. Curling up to a big body pillow, facing the wall he finally felt his body relax. His mind was blissfully numb, and he didn't have to think about one damn thing. Not his father, or his so called friend, or that bastard whose name he didn't even want to think. Nope. Peaceful blankness. Chapter Six : Dealing Adam wasn't aware he had fallen asleep until he woke up. Alex was leaning over him, pulling the cover up over his chest and brushing his hair out of his face. Adam didn't jerk away because he knew Alex had the instincts of a mother hen sometimes, it wasn't sexual. His boyfriend wasn't behind him, as was usual and Adam frowned. "Mike had to fly out for business for the day. Were not always attached at the hip." Adam rolled his eyes at that lie and Alex laughed, "Ok yea we are. I'm not complaining though, I love his hips." Adam laughed at the corny line and Alex smiled, happy he was cheering up. Alex crawled in the bed, moving behind Adam and reaching out, pulling his head down until it was comfortably snuggled into the guy's leg. "So, talk to Uncle Alex, what did the big bad people do to my Adam?" When the hell had they become such good friends? Adam wasn't sure but he felt like he had known Alex forever at this moment. Without a breath of hesitation he poured his guts out, starting when he first met his dad again, to the first encounter with Evan, to last night. Alex never said a word, his face displaying a wide range of emotions through his story. The last one was sympathy, a fine breath away from pity which Adam couldn't stand. He didn't open up for a reason. "So what do you want to do now?" Alex asked, his hand brushing Adam's hair behind his ear over and over. It was ridiculously comforting. "Live in your dorm until graduation?" Adam said with a false hope in his voice. Alex laughed, "You want to live in my dorm for another year and a half? Honey I doubt that would be fun for you, I mean me and Mike get really loud!" Adam pretending to make a gagging noise and Alex smacked him in the back of the head. Adam laughed again, his eyes drifting to the door as he slowly got quiet. "I don't know Alex, what would you do?" "Well, my parents aren't really like yours. They were fine that I was gay, and they love Mike. Granted him and my father had a stare down for like half an hour while mom and I ignored them and played scrabble. We totally overlook that my dad is half the size of Mike when I say he won. Even I was surprised." Adam laughed. "As for you though, I think maybe you should return your dad's call. I'll call Jess cause no doubt she's freaking, and for right now I would leave everyone else involved alone. James was a total ass for what he did and it's going to take a while to forgive him, but I know you will. Evan...I don't even know where to begin with that mess of a relationship." Adam nodded against Alex's jean clad thigh, but didn't move. Alex understood, as always and let him lay there, stroking his hair, which Adam discovered he absolutely loved, for a good hour. Finally Adam sighed and sat up, kissing Alex's hand in appreciation. "Thanks man. It's cool to be so comfortable with someone, and know it's not sexual." Alex gave him a mock frown, "Now who the hell said it wasn't sexual? I just love your cute little butt!" Adam laughed as Alex raised his voice to sound high and girly. He patted him on the back before breaking down and hugging him tightly. Alex hugged back, not complaining when the bigger guy squeezed the breath out of him. He left to go take a shower, leaving Adam to make his phone call in private. Picking up the discarded phone, which had landed under Alex's desk, he flipped it open. 19 missed calls, 11 text messages, and 7 voicemails. Add that to the ones he had received before he got to Alex's dorm and he was a popular guy. He scrolled down the list of missed calls. 1.Victor 2. Jessica 3. Victor 4. Jessica 5.Victor 6. Jessica 7. Victor 8. Victor 9. Evan 10. Evan 11. Victor 12. Jessica 13. James 14. James 15. James 16. Evan 17. Jessica 18. Evan 19. Victor Adam wondered briefly if there was a point when Jessica and his dad took turns, because that's how it looked. The number of times Victor called however amazed him. He went to his text messages. They looked about the same, more from Victor than anyone, a few from Evan, a lot from Jessica and more than he would have thought from James. The cool thing about the iPhone is that you can see who your voicemails are from. Most of them were from Victor and Jessica, and a few were from James. Only one was from Evan. He tapped the screen and took a deep breath, holding it up to his ear. "Adam. I'm so sorry. I know what I said was wrong, and I didn't mean it like that. Look I really want us to talk. Please, I mean it, please, call me. I won't keep texting or calling, if you don't want to talk to me ill take the hint. Can't say anything about James and jess and your dad. Were all really upset Adam, no one has slept at all and your dad hasn't left. Please call me...um I mean please call one of us. Thanks. Evan." The man's voice was ragged. He sounded hurt, and confused, and remorseful and drop dead tired all at the same time. Adam didn't delete the message but he didn't call back either. Instead he scrolled to Victor's name and tapped the number. He held his breath as it rang. "Adam? Oh god Adam is that you?" His father's voice was scared, and tired, and worried all at once. "Hey Victor." Adam said, his own voice flat and quiet. "Oh god it is you son. Adam are you ok? We are all so worried." Adam heard a voice, then a couple of voices talking in the background, and the sound of his dad pressing the phone against his shirt. The next words were muffled but he heard them, "Yes it's him. I don't know yet hold on!" Adam guessed that was Jessica, she was ever the impatient, and he loved her for it. "Adam are you ok? Please just tell me you are ok." His father's held a warmth he hadn't known the man could possess. "Yes I'm fine." Adam laughed to himself as that was relayed to the troops in the background. No doubt the other brothers had been in on the man hunt that was more than likely sent to look for him. Adam was a very loved member of the fraternity, he had a lot of friends that cared about him, despite his so obvious wall he was oblivious to. "Adam please come back to the fraternity, we need to talk. Me and you. You and Jessica, lord I have never met someone so young that worries like she does. You would think she was a 40 year old mother with 12 kids." Adam laughed out loud at that one and he heard his dad sigh at the sound. That summed Jess up alright, that girl was ridiculous. Alex thought his friend Emily was bad, she was downright calm next to Jessica. "No dad I'm not coming back to the fraternity right now." Adam heard his father breath out a ragged sigh and couldn't help but add, "But I'll tell you where I am....and...and you can come here I guess." He could hear the relived smile in his dad's voice, "Yes Adam ill go anywhere you want just give me the address and I'll be there as soon as you can. Are you downtown? Jessica said you might have gone to a friend's club, but apparently when she called the man he refused to tell her anything about you. That boy was downright evasive." Breaking Adam Adam laughed, yea that was Alex. No one got anything out of him he didn't want to give. He hoped no one ever kidnapped him, because they would give him back not even 24 hours later in annoyance. "No dad I'm on campus. Meet me at the Faulkner building and I'll lead you up to where I am." His dad hung up not long after that, all excited. He hoped he didn't bring everyone else with him, but he had a sinking feeling he would. Alex came back in, hair wet and a towel around his waist a few minutes later. Adam was in a better mood so he had to tease him. "Oh dear lord in heaven, please help me resist the temptation you have dropped in my lap!" He made his voice sound country as he clutched at his chest. Alex was surprised and then he laughed, relieved Adam was his old self again. He shook his butt in Adam's direction. "Want it? Want it? Can't have it, can't have it." He smacked his butt with each line as he walked to the closet. Adam laughed his ass off at that, so happy to be laughing again it was silly. After a few minutes he glanced out the window and groaned. He should have known it would be a party event. Alex looked out, now dressed and put a hand on his shoulder. "The troop has come to take back their leader. You want me to go down with you?" Adam smiled, and hugged the guy with one arm, "Nah. I guess us talking up here is blown out of the water. I'll just go back to the house and find some privacy there to talk I guess." Alex nodded and Adam hugged him again, thanking him over and over with dramatic gestures until Alex finally kicked him out of his room, slamming the door shut with a smile. Adam took a deep breath before walking downstairs. The troop following his big father stopped as they saw him come out of the building. In front was his dad, Jessica, Evan, and James. Behind them were at least 8 frat brothers. Jim, Nick, Paul, Derek, Ryan, Joe, Aaron and one guy he didn't really recognize but he knew lived in the house. He was a new pledge, probably dragged along by one of the others. No one really moved as they all stared at each other, separated by the road that ran in front of the Faulkner building. Then they moved, and Adam's eyes widened as they came at him at once. He was surrounded instantly with hugs and nice words, along with smacks in the head and reprimands. It was an interesting welcome back group. Half of them were angry at him running off and the other half was to relieved to care. It was pretty obvious which was in what category. Adam brushed off the frat brothers he wasn't that close to, shaking their hands and patting shoulders. He was one of the leaders of the fraternity, he knew they had been worried. They weren't that close, but they were all friends. The brothers that came just to make sure he was ok eventually drifted off, after two promises to throw a kick ass party where he would be the butt of the party jokes, and a couple of promises to go drinking at one of Mike's clubs downtown. After a few minutes he was left with the two friends who had hurt him, the father who was disgusted with him, and his worry wart of a best friend. Adam pulled Jessica into a tight hug, not letting her go and burying his face in her long hair. She hugged him back, cracking his spine she squeezed so hard. After a minute of running soothing circles over his back she pulled back, nodding her head in his father's direction. He looked into her eyes for a long time before taking her hand in his, squeezing it tightly and turning to face his dad. Victor watched the other guys hug his son, pat him and slap him. He watched as Adam didn't spare him a glance before hugging Jessica like she was the last person on earth. Finally his blue eyes met his own and he could have broken down with relief. He wanted to hug him more than he wanted to breathe, to feel his heart beat and know he was ok. Victor had known he had a son for years but never had something like last night happened. Never had he felt more like a father then when he stayed up all night, worried half to death, coming up with a million horrible scenarios as to why Adam wouldn't answer the phone and why they couldn't find him. It was downright humbling. "Can I hug you?" He asked, his voice a bare whisper. Adam look at him in surprise, "I thought I disgusted you dad. You sure as hell didn't want to hug me yesterday when you were begging me to tell you your son wasn't a faggot." Victor flinched, his eyes clouding with pain. "I was wrong to say that Adam. I don't even know why I did, I don't hate gay people, I really don't. I have a few friends who are gay, and I'm really not homophobic. I don't know what came over me, I really don't, and I know I can't express how sorry I am in words. I know I just probably ruined any chance I ever had with you son, but please know that I'm fine with you being gay. I love you for who you are, inside and out. I was a jackass yesterday and I wish I could take it back but I can't. I can just promise to never make the same mistake twice." Adam didn't say anything as his dad babbled. The man was scared, scared that Adam would reject him because they all knew he had every right to. He stared at him for a long time after he got down speaking, Victor's hands at his sides, rubbing on his pants. He was literally itching to touch him to make sure he was ok. After a few minutes of very tense silence Adam looked up to Alex's room, smiling a little as he saw the ever nosy guy staring out. Alex raised his eyebrows, looking pointedly at Adam's dad, cocking his head to the side like a dog. "Well?" his stance clearly asked. Adam looked back at his dad, and after a second dropped Jessica's hand and held his arms out. Victor gave a choked sob and grabbed Adam, nearly knocking him over with the force of his hug. He was once again lifted off his feet and he hated how small his dad made him feel. This time Adam returned Victor's bone crushing hug with one of his own that no doubt didn't even phase his big lug of a dad. Adam realized what Evan was talking, the wall he hadn't known he had as he felt it breaking. After a few minutes Adam convinced his dad to put him down and the two men stared at each other, trying to pretend they weren't crying like fools. "Dad I got to talk to my friends, are you going to be ok?" Victor laughed, "Yea, as soon as I get used to this parenting stuff I might survive. Just please don't ever do anything like that again." Adam smiled, "No promises." Victor gave him one last hug and was turning to walk away, Jessica deciding to go with him and give the guys some peace, when Adam called out. "Do you want to do something this weekend? There's a killer Greek place downtown, I'll buy." The look of relief on Victor's face was comical, "No." He said, and Adam's face fell, "I'm your dad Adam, I'll buy." Adam smiled, wanting to hit the bastard for making him scared like that. "Alright. I'll see you then...dad." It felt so weird to say the word but it was like it made his entire body jittery with happiness. Jessica and Victor left and Adam turned to face the two friends that were standing close to each other, neither wanting to look him in the eye. Adam crossed his arms and waited. As he knew he would James was the bigger man and stepped up first. "Adam I'm sorry for what I did. Your dad asked what was wrong when I bumped into him at the café and I told him to go ask his...ask his faggot of a son. I was so pissed about what you said to Evan, he's been my best friend since like high school Adam. I should have known you better than to assume you would say something like that for no reason. I tried to come back and warn you, to fix what I had done but he was already there. I'm sorry." Adam nodded his head slowly, "I know you are James. Were not ok, not yet, but we can be again ok? Because of what you did it finally broke down the wall between my dad and me, and right about now I could almost thank you. Almost. Give it a little time, and go easy on me when I'm the butt of the jokes at next week's party and we'll talk. Also stop blushing when were in the showers together, believe me when I say you're not my type ok?" James laughed and pulled him into a tight man hug, clapping him soundly on the back. Adam choked a little with that slap and James pulled back. "Sorry man, forget my strength when I'm happy." Adam smiled and told him it was fine. James looked over at Evan with a concerned expression before looking back at Adam. "Take it easy on him will ya? The guy was more tore up than any of us besides your dad last night. I know he fucked up Adam but he really does like you." Adam nodded, patting him on the back reassuringly. James walked away, squeezing Evan's shoulder in comfort. Adam was caught off guard when Evan hugged him, just came right up and hugged him, smashing his face into the bigger man's chest. "I'm not waiting for your damn permission, you scared the hell out of me and I'm going to squeeze you until my mind is settled that your ok." Evan said, his voice a deep baritone. Adam didn't really hug him back but he didn't fight him either. He really was attracted to Evan, and maybe cared for a him and being pressed up against his chest was a huge turn on. He could feel all his muscles under his shirt. Eventually Evan let him out of the death grip, pulling back to look at him. Then he started to ramble. "Adam I didn't mean what I said, I was mad at myself for pushing you away, and sleeping with all those guys, which by the way isn't as many as you might think, despite the rumors, and I said what I felt except I wanted to hurt you because you baring it all on the table like that really brought to my attention exactly how much of a bastard I was being. I was hurt and confused and angry and I lashed out and I'm so sorry." Evan was startled when Adam pressed a finger to his lips to make him stop talking. "God you babble." Adam said with a laugh and Evan actually blushed. "Look Evan I know you're sorry, I do. I'm sorry to. I didn't mean to be so harsh, I was just angry after finding out that you were...getting around and I was feeling sorry for myself and I lashed out at you to. Look what you said was true." He waved a hand as Evan tried to cut him off, "No let me finish. I do push people away, I really do. I kept denying I had a wall, even after you said it, until my dad broke it down. I am screwed up in the head, and I know I need to get over my childhood issues. I'm willing to work on it, my dad is willing to work on it, the question is, are you willing to stick around while I do?" Evan looked surprised, "You still want to be with me? Even after all I said?" Adam smiled, "Only if you can bear with me. I have a lot of issues Evan, and I'm going to try to get through them but I'm going to need you to be there for me while I try." Adam took a deep breath, kind of scared to look up, "I want you to understand though I'm not looking for a casual thing. I'm not asking for marriage but if you go in this you go in it with the intent of being with me for a long while ok? I don't want a fuck buddy." Evan grinned from ear to ear, "You know what this means right?" Adam frowned, "No what?" Evan grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the fraternity house, "We've got to consecrate our union." Adam's eyes widened, " I thought I said this wasn't a marriage!" Evan laughed, still dragging him like a little kid, "Yea well, each is a cause of celebration right? As two lives deciding to come together? I don't want a marriage either but I sure as hell am not letting you go for a long time." Evan stopped and reached out, cupping Adam's cheek in a surprising show of tenderness, "You sure you want to be stuck with me for a while? I'm irritating, and easily angry, and I'm very possessive. I can't change who I am Adam, and I don't want to. I just want to make sure you can handle all of who I am." Adam smiled then, a mischievous look in his eye. "I'm thinking commando." Evan frowned, confused by the answer, "What?" Adam leaned up, running his hands up Evan's chest as he whispered in his ear, "I'm wondering what kind of underwear you have on. I'm thinking commando." He nipped at the taller man's ear, making him shudder, "Wanna show me if I'm right?" Evan all but carried him into the fraternity house, not even letting him stop and talk to Jessica as he dragged him up the stairs. Opening Adam's door he literally threw the guy inside, slamming the door and locking it, then pushing his lover up against it. He started to pull Adam's shirt over his head when Adam stopped him, giving him a smile that made his dick jump. "How strong are you?" Evan frowned, his mind not wanting to think coherent thoughts, "I bench 380 why?" Adam took Evan's hands and led them to the top of his plain t shirt, biting his lip softly as he whispered, "Tear it." Evan could have come in his pants as he heard that whispered command. He gripped the shirt tightly and ripped it off of Adam's chest, revealing the price beneath that he had been fantasizing about for weeks. Evan threw the scraps off and leaned down, taking one hard nipple into his mouth and biting down. He had never performed foreplay on the guys he had been with in the past month. They had always don't it to him, and then he had fucked them senseless. Adam groaned as Evan teased him, that warm mouth sucking his nipple almost desperately. The man's hands were touching him everywhere at once like he didn't know where to start or what to do. Adam frowned for a second and Evan looked up. He had expected him to be more experienced, he was dreading it actually. He really wanted to be with him, but he wasn't looking forward to feeling everything he had learned with all those guys he had been with. This wasn't what he was expecting. "Adam I...um...I never touched them. They touched me, then I fucked them. It was very detached. So I don't really know what I'm doing. I'm sorry, we can stop if you want." Adam smiled, his heart warming as he reached out and stroked Evan's cheek. "Do what you were just doing to my other nipple. As for your hands, I'd put them oh...right about here." Adam lowered the guy's hands down to the waist band of his jeans and Evan smiled a huge grin and dove for Adam's other nipple, drawing a loud moan from his lips. Evan made quick work of his jeans, sliding them down, with his boxers, and throwing them across the room when Adam stepped out of them. Adam had to hand it to the guy, for someone with no experience he sure was good. Evan slowly kissed down his chest, running his tongue along the muscles in his stomach, making them twitch. His hands were massaging the inside of Adam's thighs, driving him crazy, and when his tongue dipped into Adam's navel he jumped like he had been burned. Finally Evan moved, oh so slowly, towards his cock, kissing all over Adam's shaved pubic area, nibbling at his inner thighs and the wonderful spot where leg meets hip. Finally, when Adam was to the point he was going to beg Evan leaned down, and licked the tip of his cock. Adam lit up like a rocket and groaned Evan's name, grabbing the back of head and all but shoving his cock into the other guy's mouth. Evan laughed at his eagerness and took his cock in his mouth, swallowing him. Adam was only about 7 inches, cut, and Evan took all of it, deep throating him with ease. "Are you sure...ahh...that you haven't...oh god...done this before?" Adam managed to gasp out. Evan grinned like chesire cat, "I'm positive lover. Let's just say I watched a lot of porn when I was teenager." With that Adam lost all ability to speak as Evan started licking him, running his tongue all along his length and laving at the thick vein below his dick. He reached one hand up and started massaging Adam's balls, making his eyes roll back in his head. He was close and he warned Evan, groaning in displeasure as the guy pulled back. "I'll come on the floor if you don't want to swallow, please don't stop," Adam begged without meaning to, overcome with lust. Evan smiled, leaning up to whisper, "I don't want you to come until your inside me." Adam's eyes got huge, "I heard that-" Evan cut him off with a firm kiss on the lips, "Not with you baby. You're the only one I wanted to do that with. Please don't tell me no Adam." Ha! Adam thought, this kid was crazy if he thought he was telling him no. Adam grinned and flipped Evan around, switching their positions. He didn't have super strength so he settled on slowly taking off Evan's shirt, relishing the moment and teasing him, leaving it caught on the guys wrists, held above his head. "Stay." Adam growled, and to his surprise Evan shivered, keeping his arms over his head. Hmm, little submissive, Adam thought. He leaned down, licking across one of Evan's nipples, making the guy jump and his hands start to move. Adam looked up pointedly and his arms moved back. Oh yes Adam was going to enjoy this. While licking at the sensitive spots on Evan's chest he pulled his belt open, pushing his snug jeans to the floor. Adam grinned, "Ha. I was right." Evan blushed a little when he remembered he wasn't wearing underwear and Adam thought that it was adorable. After making Evan lift his feet he kicked his jeans aside and wrapped his hand around the other man's cock. Evan's dick made Adam feel small. He was 9 inches, easy, and he was uncircumcised. Adam wanted to moan just looking at it. He gripped Evan's hot flesh and used it like a leash to pull Evan across the room, pushing him down on the bed on his back, making sure his arms were still held above him. He leaned up and sucked on Evan's collar bone, whispering, "If you move your arms, I'll stop." He nipped at his neck, "If you move your hips...I'll stop." He licked his ear, "Understand?" Evan shuddered underneath him whispering, "Yes," in a ragged voice. Adam smiled a evil grin and kissed very slowly down Evan's body. He wanted to test his control so he didn't play around. He didn't tease or give any warning, just dove down onto Evan's cock, taking it deep into his throat. To his credit he didn't move his arms, but his hips automatically thrust upwards. Adam pulled back instantly and Evan groaned, apologizing over and over under his breath. Adam laughed, amazed. He pretended to be angry, "You get one more chance lover." Evan nodded over and over again, relived, his dick bobbing. Adam leaned down, this time teasing, licking the head, kissing his balls, driving him wild. He never once moved his hips. Hell his entire body seemed frozen, except his mouth which was emitting moan after moan under Adam's expert tongue. Finally Evan was begging and Adam grabbed a bottle of lube out from under his bed, smiling again when Evan raised a brow. "My momma taught me to always be prepared." Evan laughed at the country accent, thought it was strained with need and nervousness. "I'll go slow baby, I promise." Adam whispered and Evan relaxed a little. Adam went back to teasing his dick, licking the tip and sucking off the pre cum that was dripping from it. As Evan got worked up again he lubed up his fingers and smoothly slid one inside. Evan hardly noticed he was so distracted, but his body did. His hole closed tight as he clenched and a moan bubbled out of his throat again. He relaxed when Adam sucked his cock deep into his throat and he added another finger. Evan took it in stride, grinding his hips up, totally forgetting about Adam's rule. Adam didn't care, he was so into the moment he wouldn't have known if the building came down. They would have been fucking on the lawn damn it. Evan was getting close, he could tell and he looked at Adam with pleading eyes. Breaking Adam "Please baby now, please." He whispered, voice thick with lust. Adam pulled his fingers out and reached for a condom. Evan stopped him. "Have you been tested?" Evan asked, voice carefully blank. Adam frowned, "Yea every year. I've only had three guys that I've actually had intercourse with and that was over a year ago. I got tested a few months ago, I'm clean. Why?" He already knew why. Why Evan always used a condom with those guys before. "I don't want you to use one Adam, I just want to feel you, and only you." No words had ever turned Adam on so much. "Ok baby." He said, voice deep. Adam slicked up his dick with lube, rubbing some around Evan's hole, pushing his fingers in again teasingly, making Evan groan. Adam moved his hand, positioning himself at Evan's entrance and looking up the man's sexy body into his eyes. Evan smiled, and Adam felt his body relax. He pushed in at that moment and Evan's eyes went wide as he hissed. Adam pushed in a little further and Evan groaned in pleasure. Evan kept feeding him an inch at a time until he was all the way in. "Are you ok?" He whispered. Evan laughed, "God I'm in heaven I swear. Move baby, please move." Adam smiled and pulled out slowly, pushing back in with care. He did this for a few minutes until Evan was panting. "Harder baby, faster, please." Adam bit his lip, trying not to lose control as he sped up his strokes, pushing in harder, searching for his lover's hot spot. When he hit it Evan went crazy, his hips gyrating up, almost dislodging Adam in the process. Adam held his hips down and started pounding him, loving the way Evan met every thrust, begging him to go faster under his breath. He knew he was probably being too rough but Evan loved every second. After a few minutes he reached down to start jacking Evan's dick, surprised when the man instantly stiffened, a second before his come covered Adam's hand. "Oh god! Adam come inside me, please come inside me!" Adam's thrust got a little erratic, he was so close to his own release. Holding Evan's legs above his shoulders Adam pumped into him, hard and fast with short thrusts until he finally shoved all the way in, groaning Evan's name as he came, pumping stream after stream of hot cum inside the man's body. Evan groaned with him, reaching up to grip Adam's hair tightly. Finally Adam collapsed, his chest heavy on Evan's as his dick slipped out of his body. Evan didn't complain though, he just wrapped his arms around the smaller man, straightening his legs out beneath him and holding him with the cradle of his hips. Nothing in the world had ever felt so right, even if his ass hurt a little. It was well worth it to get the smile from Adams lips as he looked up at him. "So, that means you ARE okay with sticking with me or what? I don't think you ever answered." Evan said with a grin. Adam punched him in the ribs, "I'll think about it." Evan smiled and kissed his forehead, closing his eyes and snuggling Adam's body closer to his. Damn he could get used to this.