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Travis and Adam Ch. 01

By: Sweet_Sarah72



Travis could hear his boss's grumbling from his office down the hall. He looked up from his laptop when he heard the crash and wondered what had been thrown. A small smile flitted across his lips, knowing that even through his bellyaching, Mr. Martins was really more of a gentle soul. Oh, he could be intimidating when the situation warranted it. Had to be in order to handle the dealers he worked with from all over the country.

He shook his head, remembering an incident from the first week he was hired. God, he had been scared out of his mind that day! Mr. Martins had arrived an hour late, which he had been told absolutely never happened. His clothes were wrinkled, he had a serious case of bed head and Travis was pretty sure that he had slept in those clothes. There were big black bags under his eyes and he was glaring at everyone who greeted him. He stopped in front of Travis, pointed to him and said, "YOU! Come with me!"

Mr. Martins hadn't waited for an answer. He was a big man. Probably played football in his younger days. No one ignored him. Travis stood quickly and followed him, assuming he was being fired. During the seemingly endless walk to his boss's office, he racked his brain trying to figure out what he had done wrong. He couldn't come up with anything. And then it hit him. Had someone outed him? He gulped hard. In this day and age, being fired for sexual orientation was against the law, but he knew employers found ways around that. 

He found himself standing in the boss man's office doorway, unsure what to do.

"Sit!" Mr. Martins barked.

He readily complied, trying to maintain an air of confidence. Unfortunately, Mr. Martins' next comment proved he had failed at that.

"Damn, son, quit shaking! You're not in trouble!" His voice quieted a little when he realized he was scaring the shit out of his new hire. "Listen son, I have a problem and need an opinion from someone with a fresh perspective."

Travis listened intently as his boss explained the situation that had had him up all night and arriving to work in the same clothes from the day before. There had been a major screw-up in the loan processing department in another state, but because his salesman was the one that had dealt with the dealer, it had come back to bite his ass. Headquarters was all over his ass and he couldn't figure out a way to deal with it without firing the outside salesman, who had been with the company for years and was well-liked. 

He had been in there with his boss for two hours that day, but it had been worth it. Travis had helped him come up with a plan that let him keep the salesman and smoothed the ruffled feathers. From that day on Travis and Mr. Martins had been pretty tight, with the older man even inviting Travis out for dinner a couple of times after work.

"Travis!" 

The bellow broke through his thoughts and he pushed himself from his desk, wondering what was going on. He headed through his office door, only to nearly run into the newest man on the team, Adam. He was also the star in Travis's nightly jack off sessions and popped up a lot in his day dreams as well. 

"Whoa, sorry man! Didn't see you coming." Travis held up his hands as if to surrender as he looked right into those piercing blue eyes. He smiled at Adam and was overjoyed to receive a shy smile in return. Adam didn't say anything, just continued on his way, but Travis took a moment to turn and watch him go. 

God he was hot! Tall, probably just over 6', and slender with dirty blonde hair that curled around his ears and scraped against his collar. His features were slightly effeminate, which usually didn't do it for him, but this time it did. Travis felt his dick twitch at the sight of Adam's nice round ass and wondered what it would feel like to slide his hands down and cup those ass cheeks. Would they be soft? Muscular? He let a small sigh slip from his lips. Damn, he had to do something about this. He wasn't picking up any gay vibes from him, but then again, no one here knew he was gay, either, so he understood being in the closet at work. He sighed, resigned to the fact that he would just have get over this attraction. Unfortunately, his dick did not agree and had started to harden. Dammit! Get control, he thought to himself. 

"Travis!" Mr. Martins was louder this time so he picked up the pace and stepped into the open doorway. 

"Have a seat, Travis." He motioned him to one of the chairs in front of his desk. "I have a problem but I think I have the answer. But before I discuss this with you, I need to ask you a question."

Travis nodded his understanding, wondering where this conversation was going. His eyes wandered around the office while his boss shuffled some paperwork around and cleared his throat. Travis's gaze fell on the family picture hanging on the wall. Looked to be a few years old, because Mr. Martins still had a full head of hair. His wife was nice looking and the two kids, a boy and girl, were smiling happily. 

"Are you single?"

That snapped him back to attention. He almost stopped breathing. "What?" he asked cautiously.

"Dammit, it's a simple question, son!"

Travis cleared his throat. "Umm, yes, sir, I am single."

A broad smile spread across his boss's face. "Great, that's just great!" He chuckled a little.

"It is?"

"Yes!" his boss exclaimed. "The damn Farm Machine Convention in Oklahoma is next week and damn if they didn't set it up on Valentine's Day!"

Travis still wasn't following. "Okay..."

"I was scheduled to work the booth myself for those four days, but when my wife realized last night that I would be gone on Valentine's Day she about threw me out of the house!" He stopped to remove his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Shook his head and put the glasses back on. "But nobody's happy if the wife ain't!" He smiled again and looked across the desk at Travis.

"That's where you come in, son. I want you to go in my place. It's really important that we seal the deal with some of these new dealers out there. As a third party lender it's imperative we sign up new dealers in Oklahoma. We need that business. We need those loans if we are going to continue opening offices in the west. I know this is your first event, but you've talked with some of these dealers, and you know how to close the deal. It helps that you grew up on a farm and can talk their language, too. I think you will do just great."

Travis began to blush a little at the faint praise his boss was giving him. "Of course, Mr. Martins. Yes, of course, I will fill in for you."

His boss stood up and rounded the desk, slapping Travis on the shoulder. He opened his mouth to say something, but noticed Adam walking past and hollered for him to join them. Travis glanced at Adam and was dismayed to watch him walk into the office and take the seat next to him. He hoped his cock would obey and not spring to life right here in his boss's office! He tried not to look into his eyes. 

"Men, I have had a great idea," their boss announced. "Travis, you will take Adam along and teach him the ropes. Let him get a feel for the job." Mr. Martins stopped and turned to Adam. 

Adam's eyebrows raised in surprise, but nodded, glancing over at Travis. Travis flashed a smile back and nodded his head as if to tell him he would explain later. His co-worker seemed to get the message and listened intently as plans were made for them to handle the convention. 

Later, it occurred to him that Mr. Martins has not asked Adam if he was single. Damn! He wished he knew one way or the other.

Travis pulled in to Adam's apartment complex at 4:00am to pick him up for their trip. They had not really talked much about the convention, other than to make the travel plans and agree that Travis would drive to the airport and leave his truck there. Mr. Martins told them to make sure to wear jeans instead of the slacks they wore at the office. They both agreed it would make them fit in better.

The night before, he had been up until midnight, packing his bags. For some reason, when he was out shopping for jeans and plaid shirts earlier in the day, he had made some additional purchases: new boxer briefs in a variety of colors, new undershirts, and a couple of nice, fitted jersey knit t-shirts. After trying one of the new fitted shirts on and standing in front of the mirror, he decided this was what he would wear in the morning. 

His mind had flitted to Adam once again and he saw his nipples harden through his shirt. Dammit... how was he going to share a truck ride, let alone a plane ride with this man, he thought, as he tossed in a box of condoms and bottle of lube. Hey, who knows, maybe he would meet someone to take his mind off Adam at the convention. At least they each had their own hotel rooms. 

He had rushed around getting ready at 3:00am, having spent less than 3 hours sleeping. He showered quickly, toweling off and jumping into a pair of his new boxer briefs. He stopped long enough to look in the mirror. They were soft and form-fitting. He turned to view his ass. Hmm, he thought, not bad. He stood there and took stock of himself... He really needed to feel confident. He was only 5' 10", but had wide, muscular shoulders. The dark brown, almost black, hair on his head was cut short, almost too short for what he liked, he realized. He had used some foam and run his hand through it to give it that "disheveled" look and it seemed to be working today. His brown eyes looked tired, but his face was what some people may describe as chiseled. He wasn't too sure about that. He thought he looked a little rough. Of course, the stubble didn't help. He hadn't shaved in two days and his coarse, dark hair facial hair was a little unruly. Shrugging, he decided to wait until he got to the hotel. 

He had quickly tossed his bags, including his laptop bag, into the truck and punched the address Adam had given him into his Garmin. 

He parked and texted his travel partner that he was outside and Adam texted back that he would be right out. It was still dark out, but a minute later Travis could make out a figure walking along the sidewalk. Soon, Adam had thrown his bags in the back, too, nodded over at Travis and slid down to sleep.

Guess he isn't a morning person, thought Travis. But, oh, the scent that filled the truck cab was amazing. He breathed in deeply and almost sighed out loud. Adam had a scent that was a mix of clean and just a little earthy. He smiled as he darted over to his already sleeping passenger. God he was sexy. His dick jumped to life and for now, he let his mind wander. 

He remembered the first day Adam started not too long ago. Travis had been in the break room when two of his colleagues had walked in with big grins. Kelly, the blonde, was almost giggling. 

"What's up?" he asked.

"She's hot for the new guy," Shelley said and Kelly's face drained of all color.

"I am not Shelley!"

Her friend just rolled her eyes. 

Hmm, he thought. A hot new guy? This he had to see. He casually grabbed his coffee cup and made his way to Debbie's office. She was the Office Manager/Human Resource Representative. He knocked on her open door and she turned around and smiled.

"Hi Travis. What can I do for you?" 

Damn, he hadn't thought of an excuse and there was no one else in her office. He shrugged, getting a little red in the face. Just as he was about to come up with an answer, someone slipped around him and entered her office. He watched as the new guy turned to look at him and Travis swore time froze. He looked into those blue eyes and was a goner. Immediately. Gone. Turned over his heart. He hadn't realized how blatant he ogled him, but Debbie did because she smiled softly to herself. 

Once he got himself together, he tried to sound casual and held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Travis. I work here."

Idiot, he berated himself. Of course he knows you work here! He tried to act confident when Adam slipped his hand into his and shook it, but the electric shock coursing through him made it a little difficult. 

"Adam." The new guy gave his name and pulled his hand away while Travis stood still and stared.

Debbie cleared her throat and he jumped. 

"Will there be anything else?" she inquired.

"Umm, nope. Just, uh, wanted to introduce myself to the new guy. So. Uh... okay." And he stepped back and almost ran to his office. He felt like a fool.

After that, he had tried to hide his attraction to Adam. He was careful not to talk to him too often. Instead, he basically worshipped him from afar. There had been a few times he thought Adam caught him looking at his ass. Fuck, he loved Adam's round ass. 

Yeah, Travis was an ass man. Definitely. And now he was going to spend five days with this man. How the hell was he going to keep his hands off his ass? He sighed out loud and focused on the road. 

The plane ride was mostly uneventful, until they arrived at the airport. Something was going on and for some reason the plane had to fly in circles above the city for more than three hours. Adam slept through it all. Travis tried, but he just couldn't get comfortable. Every time Adam moved in his seat, he bumped his thigh into Travis's thigh, which sent electricity shooting through his body. At one point, Adam's cheek even ended up resting on Travis's shoulder. God, he felt good. Travis breathed in his fragrance, memorizing it for later when he could remember it in private. 

As they landed, Adam woke with a start. Bleary eyed, he glanced out the window, happy to see they were on the ground. 

It wasn't long before they were arriving at the hotel. Travis stepped up to the check-in desk first and gave their information. 

Adam stood a little behind as he waited for his turn. He saw that Travis was becoming animated and a little loud, so he stepped up to help. Without thinking he rested his hand on Travis's arm, giving it a little squeeze to calm him down.

"What's going on?" he inquired as Travis pulled his arm back as if he had been burned.

"They only have one room. They said we were late and they gave the other room away!" Travis looked like he was going to explode. 

"Okay, so can we have another room?" he asked the lady in front of them, calmly waiting for her answer.

"No, sir. There is a convention here this week and we-" She was cut off by Travis.

"We know, ma'am. That's why we are here!" he leaned against the counter and ran his hand through his hair. He was exhausted and knew that was why he was a little short-tempered. All he wanted to do was strip down, soak in a tub and sleep. 

"Well," began Adam, "we will just have to take the one room. At least we can have our own bed."

The woman in front of him looked down at the counter and that's when it hit him: there was only one bed. Holy crap!

He turned to Travis, shrugged his shoulders in defeat and signed them in for the room. The woman promised to send up a roll-away, but that didn't seem to appease Travis. He decided his co-worker must not be happy that he had a newbie tagging along. 

As they were walking away, the woman called out to Adam. "Sir! Sir! Please accept this complimentary dinner for two at our Steakhouse." 

Both men turned to see her waiving a piece of paper in the air and Adam headed over to take it out of her hands, thanking her. 

"Hey, this sounds great!" He smiled as he read the card. He loved steak. 

Travis looked at him and couldn't help but smile. Adam was smiling as he listed some of the meu items and in a minute he could feel his stomach begin to growl. 

"Crap! You are making me hungry, but I need some sleep first. Do you mind if I take a nap first?"

"Sure, we can go for dinner tonight, sound good?"

He grunted his approval as they reached their hotel room. They walked into a dark room, but Adam found a light and flipped it on. It was a fairly large room, standard dresser, desk, sofa, chair and of course the bed. They both glanced at it and came to the same conclusion at the same time.

"There is no way that is a King size bed!" Exclaimed Travis.

"That's a Queen bed, or possibly even a double!" 

Travis was just too tired to care at the moment. He dropped his bags, slipped off his shoes and crawled on the bed. He was out before his head hit the pillow. 

Adam was afraid to move. Was this perfect man really sleeping right in front of him? He could stare and drink him in all he wanted. Quietly, he moved to the window and peeked outside. It was a beautiful view, but he didn't open the drapes. He didn't want to wake Travis. He turned around and drank in the sight before him once again.

Shit! The man he had been lusting after since the day he started at the company was going to sleep in the same room with him for four nights! How the hell was he going to hide his hard cock?? It was hard enough sitting next to him on the plane. He had figured the best thing to do was sleep to get through the flight. He smiled as he remembered waking up and realizing his head was resting on Travis's shoulder. Instead of moving it, he had closed his eyes and enjoyed the closeness, breathing in the scent of him. He had pulled away when he realized his body was reacting. 

He decided a nap sounded good to him as well and even though he would love to sleep in the bed, he knew it wasn't possible. His desire for Travis was too strong and he didn't want to embarrass himself. And he was pretty sure Travis was straight, so he really needed to work through this crush. 

He settled onto the sofa and put his earbuds in, settled on some music and tried to get comfortable. Finally deciding it was too warm, he sat up and slipped his t-shirt off before settling back in. Much better! He was out in minutes.

Travis woke to a dark room. It took him a minute to remember where he was. He sat up and let his eyes adjust and realized he heard deep breathing. He fumbled to turn the lamp on next to the bed and caught his breath when he saw Adam sleeping without his shirt on. Fuck! He was so hot. Adam was stretched out on his back, his right arm bent up to cradle the back of his head. He stared at the light hair that covered his pecs and traveled down to his naval and disappearing into his waistband. God, he liked his chest. He didn't particularly like extra hairy men, even though he himself had a lot of dark chest hair. He tried to be quiet as he walked closer and soon he was standing at the end of the sofa staring at the sexiest man he had ever seen. Without thinking about it, he let his hand slide down the front of his jeans and grab his hard cock. Fuck! He was hard as steel. He let his hand slide up and down his package through the denim, letting his eyes feast on Adam's gorgeous body. His eyes travelled the length of 

his body from head to toe and back. As his eyes landed on Adam's lips, he felt a little moan slip from his own mouth. He wanted those lips on his cock. Shit, he admitted to himself, he wanted those lips kissing every inch of his body. 

He pulled his eyes away and glanced back up at Adam' eyes, which were fluttering open. Hell! He dropped his hand from his jeans as fast as possible praying he had not been caught. He slapped his co-workers feet and said, "Time to get up Sleeping Beauty!"  

Adam sat up. He must have been dreaming because he could have sworn he saw lust in Travis's eyes. He looked at his phone and realized it was almost dinner. 

They quickly refreshed and hit the Steakhouse. As soon as they were seated, they both looked around and realized this was more of a "romantic" restaurant. The lights were low, soft jazz music filled the room and every table had roses. Their gazes locked over the table and Adam smiled shyly. "Guess we should eat and run, huh?"

Travis cleared his throat, looking a little uncomfortable. "Umm, yeah, sounds good."

They ordered and began talking about the convention. They couldn't set up their booth until noon tomorrow and the pre-convention dinner was tomorrow evening. The actual convention didn't start until the day after that, so they figured they had some time to kill. 


Travis and Adam Ch. 01



As they talked, they found out they had a lot in common. Both had a younger sister, both graduated with a four-year degree and they both loved soccer. By the time the meal arrived, they were in a deep discussion about the local soccer team, which was doing incredible. They were in first place. 

"No, I am telling you that Garner will be traded!" Travis was emphatic.

Adam kept shaking his head in disagreement. As their conversation became a little heated, they both unconsciously moved their chairs closer. It wasn't until Adam reached down for his napkin on his lap and accidentally brushed against Travis's thigh that they realized what had happened. Adam quickly looked at Travis, worried that he would recoil and the evening would end. 

Travis looked at the man in front of him. His lips were close enough to kiss. Without thinking, Travis brought his hand up to Adam's cheek and slowly traced his jaw line from the edge of his ear to his chin, lifting his chin so that his lips met his. 

Adam's lips were soft, sweet. He wanted to taste them and flicked his tongue out a little and traced Adam's lower lip. 

Travis heard a low moan from Adam's throat and jumped back as he realized what he was doing. His cock was rock hard and he wanted to ravage the man in front of him. Shit! He had lost control!

"Oh my god, Adam! I am sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Shit! I told myself not to let my guard down. I-" 

"Shh," Adam whispered as he placed his hand on top of Travis's and stared into his eyes. "I didn't stop you, did I?"

Travis processed that for a minute. He was right. He hadn't stopped him. He grinned at Adam.

"I'm gay, Travis. And I have been dying for you to kiss me since I laid eyes on you." He lowered his lashes as he quietly admitted his crush. He wasn't sure what to do, but hadn't removed his hand from Travis's. 

Travis reached over and lifted his chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes. Without breaking the spell, he motioned for the waitress to bring the bill. His cock was pushing at its denim trap and he could feel the wet spot. 

"Why don't we take this back to the room and...discuss... things," he whispered, his voice husky with lust.

Adam swallowed and stood quickly, leading him out of the restaurant. Both were so enthralled with each other, neither noticed the table nearby with some of the well-known dealers seated around it. 

They rushed to the elevator, not touching in anyway, but both felt the smoldering heat between them. In minutes they were outside their door and Travis was sliding in the card key and motioning Adam to enter first. 

Adam stepped through the door in front of Travis and suddenly felt himself being pushed back, hard against the door as it closed. He was trapped between the door and Travis. His lips were crushed under Travis's and he felt the electricity shoot through his body. Adam opened his lips and he felt his dream man's tongue slip into his mouth, sweeping, searching and finding his tongue. They were locked into a deep kiss as Travis began rubbing his body against Adam's. Travis realized he was going to cum just from being so close if he didn't slow down and pulled back, breaking the kiss, and searching his Adam's eyes. 

"So, you are gay, too? Or are you bi? Umm, or are you experimenting?" Adam asked quietly, still trying to catch his breath from the mind-blowing kiss. His heart was racing and his body was humming. Please be gay, please be gay, he silently prayed.

Travis reached over and let his knuckles rake against Adam's jawline, like he had wanted to for so many months. He gave Adam a big smile.

"I am gay, babe. Not bi, not straight. I am attracted to men. Have been all my life." He leaned in close and whispered in Adam's ear, "And I have been wanting you since I first saw you in Debbie's office."

Adam shivered at the hot breath in his ear and let himself lean into Travis's hard chest and felt strong muscular arms encircle him in a tight embrace. Sighing, he leaned down a little and settled his head on Travis's shoulder and let himself be carried away with the sensations of being caressed by the sexiest man he had ever met. 

Travis chuckled a little, causing Adam to pull back and look into his eyes, questioningly. Travis smiled, quelling any worries in Adam. "Babe that was the best fuckin' kiss I have ever had. You are an amazing kisser!"

"Then why did you stop?" 

He laughed. "Because just kissing you and being close to you is making me want to blow my load right here and I want to enjoy this as long as possible!"

Travis pulled Adam over to the bed and sat down on the edge, patting the area next to him. Adam sat down without touching him, trembling a little, but Travis wasn't having any of that. 

"Come here, sexy!" he growled as he pulled him up to his side. "I want to feel you."

Adam trembled again. He loved a take charge kind of guy and Travis was definitely that. So hot and all man. He slid his eyes over and watched Travis as he seemed to be trying to decide something. He waited patiently and Travis finally began speaking. 

"Look, this is new for us. I don't want to rush you or make you do anything you don't want to do." He signed. "Don't get me wrong, babe. I seriously want to fuck the hell out of you! I have been jacking off to thoughts of you for months now." He stopped at Adam's quick intake of breath. 

"Me, too!" He exclaimed. 

"Really babe?" Travis asked, unsure if he was just saying that.

"Oh my fucking god! Every fucking night! Every. Fucking. Night! Once after talking with you at the office, I had to escape to the men's room and jerk off to get my cock to behave!"

Travis smiled, not quite ready to admit he had done the same thing more than once. 

"Why don't we just see what happens tonight?" whispered Travis. Adam agreed and they quickly decided to get ready for bed early and just see what played out. Adam pulled his shirt over his head and flung it across the room, to the amusement of Travis. But when Adam climbed onto Travis's lap and straddled his hips he wasn't laughing any more. He pulled him into a hard embrace and let his lips slide across his lovers. Currents of electricity ran through them both and Adam began grinding his hips against Travis. 

"Oh, yeah, babe. That's good..." Travis moaned and closed his eyes for a second. He inhaled Adam's scent and opened his eyes to see his hard little nipples were only inches from his mouth. He leaned in and flicked one with his tongue, while his hand tugged and played with the other one. He heard Adam groan and nipped harder with this teeth. 

Adam slid his hands into Travis's hair and pulled him closer, silently urging him on while he ran his hands up and down Travis's arms and stopped at the hem of this shirt for a second before pulling it up and over his head and throwing it over with his. Instantly he saw the ink on his chest under his thick, dark mat of chest hair and it only turned him on more. He leaned down and traced the double spiral Celtic style tattoo with his tongue and breathed in the smell of this sexy stud he was grinding on. Mm, he smelled so masculine. 

"Kiss me," he begged Travis as he pulled himself back up.

He pulled away from Adam's nipples and raised to meet his mouth. This time it was more urgent. Their tongues dueled as Adam ran his hands through Travis's hair and down his back, exploring every inch of this stud he had been dreaming about for months. He wanted more and more and was soon panting. 

Adam felt Travis's hands on his belt buckle and leaned back a little to let him unclasp it, before unsnapping and pulling his zipper down. But neither made a move to slide them off. Travis's hands hovered there for a second but he brought them back up. Adam caught his breath as Travis traced his fingers up his stomach and up to his nipples, feeling him swirl the hair on his chest. Suddenly Travis leaned in and bit his nipple again.

Adam moaned, causing Travis to smile and dive in, letting his hot, wet tongue circle his nipple while one of his hands flicked the other nipple. He fucking loved Adam's chest. It was the hottest he had ever seen. He loved good pecs. 

"Yes! Yes..." was all Adam could say, so caught up in the sensations flooding his body.

"Oh, do you like that, babe?" Travis whispered teasingly, his warm breath sending shivers through Adam's body.

"Yes, you sexy fucker! You turn me on like I have never felt. I want it all!" He cried out greedily, slamming his mouth against Travis's. Adam took control of the kiss and pushed Travis back on the bed. Hard. He began to nibble his neck and trace little hot kisses down his chest, stopping at each nipple to give it a lick and a little bite. 

"Fuck, yeah!" Travis moaned as he felt Adam bite his nipples. He wasn't sure what to think about Adam taking the lead. He usually liked to be in control, but something about this made him want more and more. "Take what you want, baby!"

Adam stopped his trail of kisses long enough to look up and see his lover meant what he said. Satisfied, he unzipped his man's jeans and kissed the patch of hair that led down to his crotch. He slid his hand in and was greeted with a hard as granite cock. And it felt very, very thick. He had to see it! 

Adam started pulling the jeans down over his hips and in seconds he had them down around his man's ankles. He quickly lifted Travis's feet and tugged his shoes off, then pulled the denim all the way off and tossing behind him. He licked his lips at the tight little briefs in front of his face. Which, he noticed, could barely contain Travis's hard dick. 

"Like what you see babe?" Travis whispered. 

"Oh, yeah." Adam practically moaned his answer out.

"Then take it baby. Make it yours!" Travis practically shouted. "Suck my fucking cock!"

Adam smiled. He liked being ordered around by Travis. That was all he needed to go forward. Adam grabbed the briefs and almost ripped them off in his desire to get to the prize. He watched as it slid free and slapped back against Travis's hard stomach. Oh god, it was big, he realized. Bigger than his by at least an inch. He gulped and tried to sound confident.

"Move your legs back onto the bed and spread them for me!" Adam ordered. 

Travis hurried to comply as Adam climbed back on the bed, settling between his lover's thick muscular, hairy thighs. He scooted up until his face was right in front of the most beautiful cut cock he had ever seen. His tongue flitted out and licked the head. 

"Yes baby. God yes. Suck it with your sexy mouth. I am have dreaming about it for months." Travis begged, his deep voice filled with lust. 

Adam slipped the whole head into his mouth, while he wrapped one hand around the base. He tasted the precum leaking out the tip and the flavor sent him over the edge. He plunged the hard cock all the way to the base, hitting his gag reflex, but recovering in time. He sucked and licked and swirled his tongue up and down the thick, throbbing steel pole as he stroked the base with his hand. He pulled out and slid his tongue down to Travis's balls. Covered in thick hair, he buried his face into them and gently licked, then sucked one of his nuts into his mouth. Travis's moaning and almost incoherent mutterings just urged him on. 

"FUCK!! Yeah, that's fuckin'... amazing...fuck!" Travis tried to speak, but he was too lost in the sensations. Adam let the nut fall out of his mouth and licked back to the swollen head, tasting more delicious precum before slowly beginning to slide his dick back into his mouth, sucking and tasting, slowly, oh so slowly. Suddenly, Travis's hands were on his head as his hips raised up to plunge deeper into his lover's throat. He began fucking Adam's mouth, hard, and Adam loved every second of it. He felt his nose push into Travis's bush at the base of his dick and breathed in. God, he couldn't get enough of his smell. He felt Travis begin to tense and knew he was going to cum soon. Travis didn't slow down. He kept it up, in and out, hard and deep, until his hairy crotch was wet from all the saliva leaking from Adam's mouth.

"Gonna cum. So close, babe! So close!" He cried out and tried to pull his cock from Adam's mouth. Adam refused. No fucking way was he missing out on tasting his cum!

Travis felt him suck harder and knew what he wanted. "Are you sure baby?" his voice came out strained as he tried to hold back.

Adam responded by moaning onto his lover's hard dick. That was all it took to push Travis over the edge. He tensed as his balls tensed and his cock spasmed, spewing the first stream of thick white cum into the back of Adam's throat. And then another and another...cum filled his throat as he gulped it down until the last string of cum was released. 

"Fucking hot! So fucking amazing! You are the sexiest man in the fucking world! Fuck!" Travis thrashed as he emptied his balls, amazed that his new lover took it all and swallowed it. He glanced down and watch him slip his cock slowly out between his lips. Oh my god! Adam started licking him clean. It was too much. Too much!

"You are incredible," he whispered as he watched him finish and pulled him up to lay next to him, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him in for a kiss.

Travis could taste his own cum on his tongue and realized it didn't offend him. In fact, he kind of liked it. He pulled back and looked into Adam's eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. God he could get lost in the beauty of them. 

Adam broke him from his thoughts. "So, you enjoyed tonight?"

"Hell yeah! And tonight is not over, babe! It's your turn next!" he leered at Adam with a twinkle in his eye. Adam gulped and snuggled in tighter. He couldn't get enough of his scent. His arm laid across Travis's chest and he lazily let his fingers trace circles through his thick, dark chest hair. 

Travis growled and grabbed his hand. "You're driving me crazy, baby!"

Adam smiled. Every time he heard Travis call him baby, he trembled. He had never felt closer to another man in his life. He wanted to share everything with him. Do everything with him. God, he felt himself being pulled under in a wave of emotion and felt tears begin to rim his eyelashes. Before he could get himself under control, a tear splashed onto Travis's chest. Then another tear fell. 

Travis pulled Adam's head up by his chin, until they were once again looking into each other's eyes. 

"What is it, baby? Did I do something wrong? Say something wrong? Please tell me." Travis's voice was shaky. He braced for Adam to say something awful to him, like it was a mistake, or he isn't really into men, it was just an experiment... what was wrong? 

"Nothing's wrong. I am just being emotional. I...I haven't been with a man in more than two years and even then it was just...well, sex. But this... and I don't want to jinx it, but this feels..."

"Different." Travis finished the sentence. 

Adam nodded. 

"Baby, I feel it too. I want to know everything about you. And I am not looking for a one-night, or even week long affair. I've dated some in the last few years, but nothing special. Tonight...well, tonight is special. I feel..."

"Whole?" Adam whispered.

"Yes! That's it. I feel like everything I have been doing in my life has led me to tonight. I mean, imagine if Mr. Martins hadn't had to have someone fill in for the convention?"

"Oh, I think we would have still figured it out! I am surprised you haven't noticed me staring at you at the office. I wasn't sure if you were gay or straight. And well, I'm new and don't want to make waves. Are you out?"

"Yeah. I came out to my parents a few years ago. Dad had a little trouble with it, but he handles it well, now. You?"

"Yes, I am out. My parents know, too. And both very supportive."

Suddenly Travis rolled over and pinned Adam on his back. "Enough talk, baby! I want to make you cum! Cum all over me, baby!" He practically growled out his words before pressing his lips to Adams. Once again, his lips felt soft, sweet. He liked it and growled in the back of his throat again. He ripped away from the passionate kiss and licked and sucked Adam's neck, leaving a little round mark on his shoulder, and the continued moving down his chest. Adam sighed as he laid back and enjoyed the tongue assault on his body. 

Travis licked and suckled Adam's hard little nipples and enjoyed the thrashing around that his lover did every time his teeth scraped a nipple. His sexy man was sensitive there. He filed that information away for use at another time as he moved farther down, following the trail of blond hair that made a vee towards his dick. Oh, yes, his dick. He pulled back and looked at his crotch, still hidden behind the denim. 

Travis had wanted to pull those damn jeans off him earlier, but didn't want to move to fast. Now nothing would stop him. He slid his hands under the waistband on either side of Adam's hips and slid the already unzipped jeans down. Adam lifted his ass off the bed so they could slide down and in seconds they were in a heap on the ground. His cotton plaid boxers were tented straight up. 

Travis smiled. He had those off his sexy man in seconds. And there it was. Adam's cock. The cock he had lusted after for months. Hard. Not as big as him, but a very good size. He could see the vein throbbing at the swollen head. Slick with precum already, he noticed. He smiled as he licked it, tasted it. Liked it. Wanted more. He slid it slowly into his mouth as he gently played with Adam's nuts, rolling them between his fingers. 

Adam gasped as he took him all the way in. Balls deep all the way to his Travis's lips. He held him there, sucking, licking, but not letting him slide out for a minute while he enjoyed his treat. 

Adam moaned loudly. "Your mouth. So hot! So wet!" 

Travis heard him and slid him slowly out, until just the swollen tip of his cock was touching his lips. 

"Please. Please. Please!" Adam begged.

"What baby? Please what?" he teased his lover, wanting to hear the words. 

"Suck me off! Suck my dick! Shove it back into your mouth. Suck the cum out of me!" Adam was begging louder, using his hips to try to slide back into that hot, wet mouth that had been heaven.

Travis sucked his dick back in, then out and back in. Adam was thrusting up to meet his mouth each time and they were in a rhythm in no time, working together as one. 

Travis moaned on his lover's dick, causing more precum to leak out and the hard dick in his mouth to twitch and throb. He knew Adam wasn't going to be able to take it much longer and eagerly prepared to take his load. He wanted every fucking drop of Adam's cum. Wanted it in his mouth, down his throat, on his chest... God, he wanted to be covered in it! His own cock was throbbing as he sucked Adam. 

Adam tensed. "I'm about to cum!"

Travis just moaned, urging him on. 

"FUCK! Shit! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! Travis! Travis, yes!" Adam screamed out loudly.

Suddenly Travis's mouth was full hot creamy cum. Blast after blast of cum until he couldn't keep it all in his mouth and it began dripping out onto his lips and face. He didn't care. He swallowed what he could until he felt the last blast and Adam's cock began to soften and he let it slip from his lips. 

He looked down at the drips of cum on Adam's dick and balls and slowly slid his chest over it, letting it mix in with his chest hair as he pulled himself up to lay next to him. He smiled when he saw that Adam's eyes were closed, still in the midst of post-sex euphoria. He wrapped his arms around the sexy man he had just sucked off and pulled him close. 

Adam snuggled in closer as Travis whispered in his ear, "I loved hearing you cry out my name. Sexiest damn thing ever, baby."

Adam sighed and let himself be held by his strong arms. They both drifted off to sleep within minutes.




Travis and Adam Ch. 01



The shrill ring of a cell phone jarred them both awake. 

"Mine," said Adam as he answered it. "Hello."

Travis swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up, glancing at the alarm clock. 10:30pm. They had slept a couple of hours! Hot sex takes it out of you, he chuckled to himself, and glanced over at his Adam, still talking on the phone. He was still naked and he wanted to just reach over and stroke that cock until it was standing straight up. He wondered if Adam was a top or a bottom. He was a top, all the way. Had never bottomed.

A few minutes later he was off the phone and jumping back into bed. Travis asked who it was as he pulled the covers up over them both. 

"Just my dad." Adam smiled. "He wanted to make sure I got here okay. You know parents. I may be 27 but, well, you know how it can be."

"Yeah, baby, I do." He answered as he pulled Adam closer, spooning him from behind. That may have been a mistake because the second his dick pressed against Adam's round ass, it sprang to attention. 

"Mm," Adam moaned and wiggled his butt against Travis' rock hard dick. "You like that?"

"Yeah, baby. Oh yeah. I have fantasized about your sweet ass so many times baby." He slid his hand down and squeezed one of those round cheeks. Oh, yeah. Soft. But firm. He thrusted his hips a little as he felt his dick slide along his ass crack. 

"Travis..." Adam moaned, pushing his ass back harder against his lover's cock. "Oh, Travis."

"You like that?" he whispered into Adam's ear as he slid his hard dick up and down his ass crack. 

Travis was filled with warring emotions. He wanted to fuck Adam more than he had ever wanted to fuck any man on the face of the planet! But, he knew it was too soon. They were just learning about each other. He didn't want to blow it by going too fast. There was something different about this. He felt secure; safe. He groaned out loud as Adam wiggled his butt again, which just made his lover giggle a little. 

"Something wrong?" Adam teased.

Travis grabbed Adam's wrists and flipped him on his back, leaning in for a big kiss. This kiss was sweet, soft... he tugged on Adam's lower lip, loving the moan it caused in his lover. He stopped and kissed his cheeks, his neck, and back to his cheek. 

"You are the sexiest man I have ever seen," he whispered to Adam, causing him to blush. He thought that was so cute and was about to tell him so when the phone rang again.

Adam smiled. His again. He answered and talked for a few minutes before saying good-night. 

"Dad again." He smiled. "He wanted to make sure we got the email with the change in our booth assignment. I told him I did."

"Mm, sounds good," Travis murmured as he pulled Adam in for a long hot, searing kiss. "You taste so damn good... I could kiss you all night... Actually, that's a great idea..." his voice trailed off as Adam's words broke through the sex-induced haze he was in. He bolted upright, staring at Adam.

"Why would your dad know about the booth assignment?" He asked. Something wasn't making sense to him. 

Adam realized the slip he made and knew it was time to tell Travis the secret he had. 

"Crap. I...well, now... don't you get mad. Jeez, this is embarrassing." Adam was tripping over his words.

"Spit it out, baby."

"My dad is... well, he's Mr. Martins." He watched Travis for a reaction. "See, when I started, I didn't want anyone to think I got the job because of my father so I-" 

"But your last name is Wallace, not Martins." Travis interrupted.

"Well, he's really my stepdad, but he's been my dad since before I can remember, so I have always called him dad. See, I didn't want to go in to finance, but when I moved back here a few months ago, after the company I worked at closed, my dad really wanted me to work at the office for at least six months. I agreed, just to make him happy but asked him to not let people know I was his son. Surprisingly, I ended up liking the job! But, I am a college graduate and can get a good job anywhere, so don't you dare start thinking my dad takes care of me!" He scanned Travis for any evidence of disgust, but didn't see any. Although to be fair, Travis looked a little shocked. He sat back and waited for his sexy stud to digest the news.

Suddenly Travis's body shook and the room filled with laughter. He was laughing so hard he was holding his sides.

"What the hell?" Adam asked, ready for a fight.

"Fuck! Adam, don't you see? I just sucked off the boss's son!" He laughed again. "Me! The person who is afraid of making one misstep, afraid of being outed at work, afraid of saying the wrong thing and losing my job! And what do I go and do?? I fall for the boss's son and suck the fucking cum out of him!"

Adam started laughing. It was pretty funny if you thought about it.

Travis pulled him into a big bear hug and whispered into his ear. "I don't care what anyone at the office thinks, including your dad. You are mine, baby! Mine!"

Adam smiled, nodding his agreement. Yes, he did belong to Travis. And he couldn't believe they had several more nights together in the hotel to explore this new relationship. 

Travis's eyes twinkled as he flipped Adam over onto his stomach. "I need to see your fabulous ass, baby! I have watched it walk away so many times! I need to bite it. And kiss it. And lick it! And then I'm going to shoot my hot cum all over your ass. Got it baby?"

"Oh, yeah, Travis. You cum anywhere you want. I am yours."

"That's right baby, that's right."

"Travis?"

He grunted in response as his eyes feasted on the round white ass covered in light blond hair in front of him. 

"Your ass is mine, too!" 

Travis smiled. "Yeah baby. My ass, my cock, my mouth...it's all yours. It has been since the day you walked into the office." He wanted to add his heart to that list, but knew it was too soon. But Travis knew it. His heart was in Adam's hands.

He massaged Adam's ass, sliding his hands all over it. It was soft and muscular. Lean. He bent down and kissed one globe and breathed in. He smelled like sex. Hot, sticky, sweaty cum. It made his cock twitch and he knew he better back off or he would be fucking him soon. 

He leaned back and started stroking cock. He was so fucking hard it wouldn't take long. 

"Adam?" 

"Yeah, Travis?" 

"Stay just like that, okay? I really am going to cover your ass in my hot cum, baby. Gonna make you mine." Travis's words came out in a hiss.

Adam wiggled his ass at him and sighed. He couldn't wait to feel him shoot out onto him. He heard Travis grunting as he slid his hand up and down his shaft. 

"That's it, Travis. Stroke that big mother fucking cock! I want my sexy man's hot load all over my ass! Make me yours, baby. Mark me with your cum! Do it!" 

Travis couldn't take any more. He felt his nuts tense and his dick pulse as the first of many large spurts of thick, creamy white cum landed on Adam's ass. 

"Fuck, yeah. Oh, fuck! Fuck, baby!"

Adam smiled as he felt the hot creamy liquid slide over his ass cheeks, some dripping down into his crack. He spread his legs a little wider so it could drip down over his asshole. He had fantasized so many times about being fucked in the ass by Travis and then feeling his creamy seed run out of his ass. He knew that sounded slutty, but he didn't care. He wanted it. Bad. But this was good, too. 

And when Travis slid up and pulled Adam's ass back against his hot, wet dick and felt the cum smear between them, he moaned and wiggled his ass.

"Like that?" Travis growled, low. "You like being marked with my cum?"

"God, yes!" Adam whispered. "I can't wait to feel your thick cum dripping out of my ass, Travis! All this thick creamy white cum up my ass, baby. I want it inside me so fucking bad!"

Travis froze for a second before he grabbed him tighter and growled into his ear, "You are so fucking hot! Are you my little cum slut?"

Adam nodded. Embarrassed at what he had accidentally whispered to Travis.

"Say it, baby." Travis was insistent. He wanted to hear the words.

"I want you to cum inside my ass, Travis. I admit it. I am a cum slut! I want your fucking cum so bad. I want it all! I want it in my mouth, inside my ass, on my ass, on my stomach, all over my cock! I can't help it! You make me so hot sometimes it's all I can think about!"

Travis tried to keep the image out of his head of his sexy, slutty man covered in his spunk. Fuck! He wanted to fuck him right then and there!

He pulled away a little, fighting with himself. It took all of his willpower not to grab for that bottle of lube in his bag.

"Let's get cleaned up, baby." He practically growled. 

Adam jumped up. "Let me." He disappeared into the bathroom and came back with a warm, wet towel. He gently cleaned his sexy stud and made sure his cock was especially clean, before he went back into the bathroom and took care of himself.

He quietly entered the room again and turned off the lights before he laid back down next to Adam, pulling him close until they were once again spooned. 

Adam sighed and wiggled back into place. He was definitely a cuddler and having Travis's big strong hairy arms around him made him feel safe. Secure. It was the middle of the night and they were both tired and had a busy day in the morning. They should try to get to sleep.

"Good-night, Travis," he whispered into the night.

"Night baby."

Within minutes Travis could feel Adam relax and heard his breathing slow and knew his man was asleep. He wasn't sure if he would ever be asleep. How could he sleep when the man of his dreams was curled up in his arms? 

He let his mind drift a little as he thought about how his whole life had changed in less than twenty four hours. His eyes closed and pulled Adam a little closer, burying his face in Adam's hair and taking a deep breath. A smile came over his face and he felt a peace wash over him. Travis was asleep in minutes.



Travis and Adam Ch. 02



The sudden blast of music ripped Adam out of his sleep and he shot up in bed. 

"What the hell?" he mumbled, trying to make sense of what was happening in his groggy state. He could hear cursing coming from Travis as he fumbled around on the floor in the dark searching for his cell phone. Heard it clink against something on the floor and then the loud noise mercifully stopped. Adam's eyes adjusted to the darkness and he finally saw Travis walking around the room. Naked. 

Adam smiled. He couldn't see everything, but he liked knowing Travis was naked. His dick twitched under his sheet. Oh, yeah, he liked knowing Travis was naked. 

Travis didn't realize Adam was awake, yet. Hadn't even looked over to see him sitting up. He had been dragged from his slumber to the unwanted music from his phone and hurriedly tried to find it in his groggy morning state. He had wanted to stay wrapped around the naked man in his arms, not search for a damn phone in the dark. 

"You could have turned on the light, you know." 

Travis's head whipped around to see Adam sitting up in bed and reaching over to turn the lamp on. 

He drew in his breath at the sight before him. Damn! Adam was adorable in the morning. His shaggy hair was mussed and he was half covered with a sheet. He growled low as he felt his cock begin to plump up. 

Adam was smiling at him. He pulled back the sheet and patted the spot next to him. 

"Hold that thought." Travis ran to the bathroom to take a piss. He turned when he heard something and smiled to see Adam sleepily padding into the bathroom. He shook his dick a couple of times and flushed as Adam moved behind him and wrapped his arms around Travis's waist. 

"Good-morning, sexy." Adam's words were hot and breathy on his back. He felt himself stiffen as Adam's hands rubbed up his stomach and stopped at both of his nipples. He leaned back a little and moaned as Adam flicked them and rolled them between his fingers. 

"Like that?" 

"Mm. Yeah."

Adam smiled. He liked finding out what Travis liked. He ran one hand down his chest and to the side of his waist, feeling the muscles tremble under his touch. Travis sighed a little and let his head fall back a little more.

Adam stepped back a little. "Um, I need to use the toilet." 

Travis turned around at the whispered words. He saw Adam blush. Seriously? He was shy about pissing in front of him, but not too shy to admit he wanted Travis's cum all over him. He laughed and looked into his eyes. 

"Do you want some privacy?" 

Adam's blush turned darker as he nodded. 

"Okay," Travis said and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before exiting the room. He stayed out for a few minutes and when Adam came out he asked him if he wanted to take a shower together.

Adam's cock went from limp to hard instantly and Travis knew he had his answer. He grabbed his hand and pulled him along with him back into the bathroom, where he turned the water on and let it get warm before stepping inside. He held out his hand for Adam and smiled when he took it and stepped in with him. 

It was a simple, sweet gesture, but it made Adam feel special. Cared for. He couldn't really explain it. He looked into Travis's deep brown eyes and almost melted. He was looking back at him with such intensity. Not just sexual. There was something there. Adam wanted to show him he felt the connection, too. He found the shampoo and poured some into his palm. 

"Get your hair wet, Travis." His voice was tender. Sweet. Loving.

Travis felt something inside buckle as he looked at Adam. He knew he was a goner when he felt Adam's hands on his head and he began washing his hair. It was such a sweet, intimate thing to do. Something only lovers do. He trembled as he gave in to the sensations. His touch was gentle as he massaged his scalp, making circular motions with his fingers, ensuring he covered every inch of his head. Travis shuddered as Adam rinsed his hair under the warm water before pouring the bath gel onto a washcloth and slowly, carefully washed Travis from head to toe. 

Adam knew something important was happening between them. Last night the sex has just been so hot, he thought maybe this was just a sex thing. But this seemed different. He lifted the washcloth again to wash Travis's hairy chest, tracing the double spiral tattoo with his soapy finger. 

Travis couldn't tear his eyes away from Adam. He was so gentle, so sweet. He stood still and enjoyed it, trying to memorize every second of this moment. 

Adam finally rinsed his lover off and leaned in, breathing in the scent of Travis. God, he was so manly. So sexy. He looked at Travis and smiled. Neither man had spoken for quite some time, as if afraid to break the dreamlike daze they were in. 

Travis returned the favor and washed Adam's hair, letting his fingers run through the silky locks. He tenderly washed his body, taking time to caress every spot. He loved how soft his skin was, and yet he could feel the lean muscle underneath. He shuddered as he realized how powerful he felt performing this simple task. Adam trusted him completely. He felt it in every cell of his being. He rinsed all the suds off and turned the water off before reaching for a large, fluffy towel. He placed the towel around Adam and pulled him out of the shower so he could dry him off. He couldn't get over how sweet and sexy Adam was. 

He leaned in and brushed his lips against Adam's. Soft. Sweet. He wanted more and leaned in, cupping Adam's face with his hands, pulling him close. This time he kissed him harder. Felt his lover's mouth open to him and he took full advantage. Let his tongue sweep inside his hot mouth. Felt his tongue rub against his own. Felt Adam meld his body into his. Felt the hard shaft pressed against his stomach and groaned deep in his throat. He started walking Adam backwards back into the room until they reached the bed. 

"I want you," Travis growled low and he gently pushed him onto the bed.

Adam laid down on his back. "Then come get me, Travis!" His eyes twinkled and he slipped his pink tongue out to lick his lips. Then he spread his legs out, cupping his balls. "Do you see something you want?" 

Adam's kept his eyes on Travis's face as he brought his hand up from his balls and slowly stroked his swollen cock. His gaze dropped to Travis's dick and he licked his lips. He could see the glistening drops of precum oozing out the slit. 

Travis stood there and stared at the beautiful man laid out in front of him. He cupped his bulging dick and groaned a little. Stroked the thickening cock. Felt a dribble of precum at the tip of the engorged head as he brushed his thumb over the top. Groaned again.

Lube. He needed the damn lube! He found his bag and pulled out the lube and the box of condoms and set them on the night stand. Adam smiled.

"Were you a Boy Scout?" He asked. "You came prepared!" He laughed. 

"I'm always prepared!" He grinned back. "And yes, I was a Boy Scout!" Watched as Adam laughed out loud at that. 

"So, you were prepared to what? Seduce me? Make me yours? What was the plan?" Adam's voice was soft, teasing. 

Travis crawled into bed, kneeling between Adam's sinewy thighs. He wasn't about to tell Adam he was planning on getting lucky with some other random guy to try and get over his attraction to him! He leaned down and kissed his chest. Little delicate kisses around his nipples, stopping periodically to lick and suck his tight little nipples. He loved the light wispy hair on his chest and ran his fingers up and down Adam's soft skin. He could feel Adam's hard dick pressing against his chest as he kissed farther down until his mouth was hovered over the swollen tip. He saw the precum and couldn't hold back. He licked it up, savoring the salty flavor. 

"Mm. You taste so good, baby."

Adam bucked his hips in response. He wanted more. He moaned as Travis pushed his hips back down on the bed and then slid his body up and over him until he was completely stretched out on top. Skin to skin. Heat to heat. Hard cock pressed to hard cock. His lips sought out Adam's and took possession quickly, slipping his tongue through Adam's opened mouth and sweeping along until he reached his lover's tongue. He sucked on it and let it go before pulling back a little and biting his bottom lip. He loved the feel of Adam's lips. Soft and strong. 

The intensity of the kiss rocked Adam. He moaned into his lover's mouth and felt Travis's hands slide into his hair and then down to his shoulders. 

Travis wanted to touch him everywhere. He broke the kiss and lapped his way down Adam's sweet, soft neck. Liked the taste of his freshly cleaned skin. The smell of his hair. He breathed in deeply and rained more kisses down his chest. Liked the feel of Adam's feathery blonde hair that trailed down his flat stomach. Felt Adam's hands in his hair. Felt him tense when he reached the junction of his thighs again. He slid his tongue out and licked the base of Adam's cock, felt the wiry bush against his chin. 

Adam arched up, silently begging for more. But no, that wasn't his plan. He licked up the shaft once, to tease his lover a little. Then he brought his hand down and cupped his balls. They were thinly covered in soft blonde hairs. His tongue slid out and licked them. Just a quick lick and Adam moaned. He licked them again and Adam's hands dug into the sheets. Mm, he likes this, Travis thought. He ramped it up a little by gently sucking one of his nuts into his mouth and swirling his tongue over it. He loved the flavor, the texture, the scent. But he loved Adam's reaction the most.

"Travis!" he cried out. 

He let the nut slide back out of his mouth and gently suckled the other one. Adam's balls were wet with his saliva and he slid the nut out and licked back up his long, slender dick. He wanted that in his mouth. His tongue flicked the tip and tasted more precum. 

"Mm," he moaned.

"Please Travis!" 

"Please what? Is something wrong? Do you need something?" he teased. 

"Please! Suck my hard dick!" 

Hearing Adam beg put him over the edge and he sucked his dick deep into his mouth, bobbing up and down, sucking and licking and using his hand at the base to help guide him. Adam's hips bucked up to meet his mouth and soon they were in a rhythm. Suddenly, Travis pulled back.

"No, please!" Adam begged.

Travis spied the bottle of lube on the night stand and reached for it, pouring some on his index finger. Adam's eyes got wide as he watched him go back down on him. They were soon back in the same rhythm and Adam had forgotten all about the lube.

Travis hadn't. 

He reached his finger under Adam's balls and traced along the taint and around to that tight little pink hole. He heard Adam gasp as he traced it lazily with his lubed finger, still sucking and licking his cock. 

Adam was in heaven. The man he had lusted after for months was sucking his dick and touching him. This was his dream come true. 

And then he felt that finger slide inside. Just a tiny bit. Just barely opening the tightly puckered hole. But it was enough. 

"Fuck yeah!" 

Travis slid his finger in a little more, about a half inch. Damn. He was so hot and tight. He wanted to fuck him so bad, but knew it wasn't the right time. Besides, this was not some one night stand. He slid his finger out and Adam shuddered. He felt his dick tense in his mouth and sucked harder, milking him. Wanting to taste that hot cum. 

"Fuck! Mother fucking cock sucking best fucking head ever!" Adam screamed out as his body found that sweet release and poured his seed into the hot mouth on his dick. 

Travis sucked and swallowed every drop of that precious thick cream until Adam's cock grew soft and slipped out of his mouth. He moved up to lay down on his side and pulled Adam close to him, wrapping his arms around him. Adam leaned back and sighed as he felt Travis's warmth surround him. He smiled and started to drift back to sleep.

"What about you?" he whispered, suddenly. He couldn't let Travis think he was a selfish lover. "I want to make you feel good, too."

"Sh. It's fine, Adam. All I wanted to do was pleasure you. Go back to sleep. We have a couple of hours before we really need to get up, baby." He hugged him tighter to his body and they both drifted to sleep, content and sated. 

A few hours later they were getting dressed to go down to the waffle bar in one of the hotel restaurants when they heard a knock at the door. 

"Housekeeping!" Someone called out and opened the door. An older woman stepped through the door, pulling a fold-up bed on wheels behind her. She was struggling a little with the bulk of it. 

Travis ran over to help her.

She looked surprised to see him. "Oh, sir, I'm sorry. I didn't think you were in the room. The front desk said you needed this bed right away." She glanced at Travis, wearing only a faded pair of Levi's and then to Adam, sitting on the bed in a white tank and boxers. Her gaze fell to the bottle of lube and box of condoms on the night stand. 

Adam blushed furiously as he realized they had been busted and tried his hardest to remain calm. Not Travis. He laughed. Loudly. 

"Well, ma'am, you might say we came to an understanding. I don't think we really need this. What about you, Adam, do you think we need this?" He gestured to the bed while he wore a goofy grin. He knew Adam was embarrassed. 

"We might," Adam responded, his tone surly. But then he looked up into his eyes and couldn't be upset. He actually felt flattered. Travis didn't care who knew.

The housekeeping woman wasn't sure what to do. Travis finally told her to leave it since she seemed worried she would get in trouble if she took it back when her boss had ordered her to deliver it. He shut the door behind her and laughed. 

"So, do you want this beat up old bed or should I take it?" 

Adam grinned. No fucking way was Travis sleeping in a separate bed tonight. He had plans for him! He pulled out a blue and white flannel shirt and put it on over his white tank, buttoning it up but leaving the top two unbuttoned, then rolling up the sleeves. 

Travis had pulled out a gray flannel shirt he bought just the other day and slipped it on, mimicking Adam's style. Buttoned up, but not to the top, then rolled the sleeves. Tucked it into his faded Levi's. Had to look the part to talk with dealers selling farm machinery. He bent down and dug into his bag and pulled out a pair of well-worn, black leather cowboy boots and stepped into them. 

Adam gasped. 

"What?" 

"You look like a cowboy!" 

"Um, yeah, I did grow up on a farm, just like you. Remember?"

Adam nodded. "But I've only seen you in work clothes and then jeans yesterday. Oh, my god! You are so fucking hot!" He looked Travis up and down slowly, heat building in his body. He groaned a little when he saw that some of that full, dark curly chest hair he loved was visible at the top of his shirt. He licked his lips and ran his fingers through his hair before looking back into Travis's eyes. He blushed, realizing that he had watched him lusting over him. 

Travis moved over and pulled Adam into his arms. "You are so cute." He kissed his nose and grinned again. "Adorable."

Adam's blush deepened as he followed him to the door. 

"Wait!" 

Travis turned to face him, waiting. His eyebrows lifted as he waited for Adam to say something.

"We have to be careful, Travis. Farmers and dealers aren't always open to...well, to two men showing affection for each other. And we don't really know what this is... I know, I know. Now is not the time to figure out what's going on between us. I just wanted to make sure we kept it casual out there." His words sort of poured from his mouth. 

"I don't care who knows! I am not ashamed of it. Are you?" his eyes narrowed.

"No! Of course not." Adam knew he was fumbling this. "Look, I want to show my dad- I mean our boss, that I can do this. And I want you to look good, too. If we lose business because people think we're gay, that will affect our jobs. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Travis thought a moment and nodded. Unfortunately, he did understand. He was out to his friends and family, but he wasn't out at work. Yet. He was going to change that as soon as possible. But, he was able to see the wisdom in what Adam was saying. And if Adam wanted to impress the boss, than by god, he was going to do everything in his power to help him. 

"Well, if I have to spend all day without touching you, then I guess this will have to do," he said as he grabbed Adam and wrapped him in a bear hug as his mouth came down hard and took possession of him. His kiss was demanding. Urgent. Passionate. He poured himself into that kiss and pushed Adam back against the wall, trapping him. He grabbed both of his hands and intertwined his fingers with Adam's. He growled and pulled back, staring at the sexy man in front of him. His lips were swollen and his hair was mussed. His eyes were glazed over a little. He looked so fucking cute. 

Fuck, his dick was hard. He was going to have a boner all day if he had to be close to Adam and not touch him. He may have to find a way to relieve himself privately at some point in the day. 

"Come on, let's go eat." He laughed as Adam smoothed out his hair and tried to hide the bulge in his jeans. At least he wasn't the only one dealing with a hard on. 

The breakfast was great. Both of them scarfed down two full plates of food. They met a few other people that were planning on having a booth at the convention and made plans to sit at the same table at the pre-convention dinner tonight. They then headed over to convention check-in and then on to the mail room to pick up the boxes of display items, signage and equipment that had been shipped to the hotel a few days earlier. 

They found their booth pretty easily and were glad to see it was in a great location. The next several hours were spent setting things up and getting everything ready for tomorrow morning. The two men had a great time, laughing and making jokes as if they had known each other for years. Their banter came easily. If anyone had really looked, though, they would have seen two men not only having a good time, but also sneaking looks at each other, blushing occasionally, and finding reasons for small touches. The heat between them was palpable.

They had a late lunch with the guys setting up their booth to their right side. Ben and Michael. Both worked for a well-known tractor company and were there to showcase their newest models. Travis was surprised at how interested Adam was in one of the tractors. He asked a lot of questions at lunch.

"Whew," said Ben, as he sat back in his chair, "I was worried we wouldn't know all the answers on these new models, but the unexpected pop quiz you just gave us makes me think we are ready!" 

They all laughed at that.

"Why are you so interested, Adam?" Michael asked. "Are you going to run a farm someday?"

Travis was surprised at the question, but thought he really shouldn't be. They were still getting to know each other.

Adam cleared his throat a little and slid his gaze over to Travis. "Um, yeah. That's my dream. I grew up on a farm, well until I was ten, anyway. Then my parents sold it and we moved into the city. But someday I want to own my own piece of land. I want a small crop- haven't decided what yet- and I would also like to raise cattle." 

Travis sat back. Cattle? A crop? He had grown up on a farm, too, but had never really thought about having his own. He watched as Adam talked more about his dream and saw how he lit up. He obviously had this planned out fairly well. 

"Why are you working in finance, then?" 

Adam turned to answer Travis's question. Shrugged. "Gotta make money to have the down payment," he laughed. "And I like the people I work with." He blushed a little, wondering if Travis got that.




Travis and Adam Ch. 02



Travis grinned. Oh, yeah, he got that. He slid his hand under the table and squeezed Adam's knee, letting him know he liked it.

Ben coughed, pretending not to notice. He smiled at Michael, swept his eyes over to their two new friends. Michael caught on quickly. Nodded back and then placed his hand on top of Ben's and pulled it to the top of the table. In plain sight of everyone. 

Travis saw it first. Smiled. 

It took Adam a minute to catch on, he was so busy thinking about the tractor. When he finally looked over, his mouth dropped open. He glanced from one to the other and then to Travis, who was smiling.

"So, how long have you two been together?" Ben asked, quietly.

They looked at each other and Adam giggled nervously. "Um, well, we aren't 'together'," he answered hesitantly and then under his breath, "yet."

"But I've had the hots for him for months." Travis chimed in, smiling that big goofy smile again. 

Adam blushed again, wondering if Travis had heard him. 

"See, isn't he adorable!" Travis slid over and ruffled Adam's hair. He wanted to kiss him, but knew he shouldn't just yet. Besides, they weren't an item. It's not like he could just throw his arm over Adam's shoulders and show the world he was crazy about him. There was still a lot to figure out. Neither man knew if this was just hot convention sex or if it was going anywhere. Although, Travis knew he really wanted more. And he wasn't used to that. He shook his head. Told himself to quit analyzing the situation and just go with the flow. 

And he did. He enjoyed the rest of his lunch as they all got to know each other. 

Travis and Adam left to make sure everything looked good at the booth and then had to attend a meeting with the convention committee. Every vendor had to attend and it was incredibly long and boring. By the time they got out, they just wanted to go to sleep, but the pre-convention dinner was starting in about forty-five minutes. They headed back to their room to freshen up and when they walked in they found their room had been cleaned. The bedding had been turned down and there were two mints on the pillows. A little note accompanied them. 

"I did not put new bedding on the fold-out bed because I assumed you didn't want that. If you change your mind, please let me know.

Susan

P.S. Thanks for not making me the bed back. My boss wouldn't have understood and he would have yelled at me. I left you a thank you in the bathroom."

Adam dashed into the bathroom and found a basket full of items, including soaps, shampoo, conditioner, lotions and a bottle of eucalyptus bubble bath on the counter. He smiled and showed Travis the bubble bath.

Travis groaned. He wanted to slip into the tub right then and there. He couldn't wait to see Adam covered in bubbles. He pulled him into his arms and laid his head on Adam's shoulder.

"Baby, you're killing me. I want you so badly." His voice was filled with lust and made Adam shudder. He wanted Travis, too. But, something bothered him.

"Um, why do you always call me baby, and rarely by my name?" Adam whispered. 

Travis pulled back and looked at him. He didn't know what to say. He didn't really thought about it anymore. He called everyone baby, babe, etc.. How did he tell Adam that he had started doing that after calling out the wrong name one night in the middle of getting a blow job. Wow, that had been a horrific night. The guy he was with had been furious and walked out. And the worst of it was that Travis had real feelings for that man. He felt like such an ass about it and promised himself he wouldn't make the same mistake again. 

And he didn't. He had just stopped using their names. Crap. That made him sound like a player. Like he was just out for sex. Which he was. But this time he felt like he wanted more. He suddenly felt awkward. A little ashamed. Couldn't look Adam in the eye anymore. 

"Not now. We have to attend that dinner." He whispered.

He knew he had failed when Travis smiled. "Do we? Do we really have to? Or are you just trying to ignore my question? Why don't you call me Adam?" 

Travis started to feel closed in. Needed air. Pushed past Adam and headed to the door. "Are you coming?" he asked.

"Yes!" Adam huffed. He knew getting Travis to open up about things wasn't going to be easy. But he was willing to let it slide for now so they could get to the dinner. 

A little while later they were sitting at a large round table with eight other vendors. Travis was glad to see Ben and Michael had decided to join their table. He liked them. They seemed like a nice couple and weren't hiding it. He wished he could tell the world that Adam was his, but he knew it wasn't the place or the time. And he knew Adam wasn't really his. 

Travis was having a hard time with the feelings he was dealing with. He couldn't remember ever wanting to "lay claim" to anyone. He never stayed in a relationship longer than three months. Good sex. Good fun. Tried to not have any bad break-ups. 

But ever since he had first laid eyes on him, he had been drawn to him.

A couple of the vendors they met at breakfast were at the table, too. The pretty brunette kept shooting glances at Travis and when he caught her for the third time, she didn't look away. He had been pretty sure she was sending him signals, but when she licked her lips and pouted them while staring at him, he knew for sure. Crap. Now what? He felt uncomfortable and excused himself from the table. Adam glanced at him, but Travis just nodded to him to stay and turned to find the men's room. 

Unfortunately, the pretty little brunette followed him. When he stepped out from the men's room, she was waiting. She was seated on a small bench in the large hall and had her short skirt pulled up high on her thighs. Her legs were crossed and he was pretty sure she had unbuttoned a couple more buttons on her blouse. Her breasts were pouring out now. If he was into breasts, her plan would have probably worked. He wasn't. He smiled a tight smile and walked on by her.

She grabbed his hand, stopping him. "Don't you want to chat for a minute, cowboy?" she purred.

He turned, watched her slide her skirt up her thigh a little more. God, she did absolutely nothing for him. Nada. This was not a new revelation, of course, he thought to himself and chuckled.

"Ma'am. I'm flattered, but-"

"You have a girlfriend?" She interrupted. "That's okay. I have a boyfriend. We're away from home. It can be fun to play." She pulled herself up and pressed her tight little body against his. "Do you like to play? I bet that's something we have in common." 

He cleared his throat. "Well, yes, I like to play. You want to know what else we have in common?"

She nodded, leaned in closer to his hear his low voice.

"I have a boyfriend, too." He whispered, feeling a little guilty about the lie. Adam wasn't his boyfriend. 

She pulled back, looked at Travis for a second and began laughing. "Damn! I should have known. All the good ones are married or gay! Hey, a girl can try, right?"

He smiled and decided he liked her right away and offered his hand to her. "Travis."

"Rose." 

They shook and walked back to the table together. She sat down and shot him one last look of lust and then scanned the room, looking for her next prey.

He settled back in and watched Adam as he and Ben discussed the tractor again. God, he wanted to reach over and tousle his hair. He loved the silkiness of it. Truth be told, he had been fantasizing about running his hands through Adam's hair for months. The reality had been even greater than he imagined. 

Finding out Adam was gay was amazing. Finding out he was attracted to him, well, that had sent him over the moon. Adam was the whole package. He was sexy, had those twinkling blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that he was partial to. And that ass... damn... it was perfect. But, he admitted to himself again, this was more than sexual attraction. Adam was smart. And Funny. And damn cute. Dammit! Travis was 29 years old, but he felt like a lovesick teenager again. 

Adam turned to see Travis staring at him and gave him a little smile before turning back to Ben. He tried to pay attention, but the lust he had just seen in Travis's eyes made it hard to concentrate. His cock thickened and pressed against the zipper. It was going to be a long evening!

Travis watched Adam squirm a little in his seat and recognized it for what it was: Adam was turned on. A sudden, uncomfortable thought hit him. What if Adam was turned on from being close to Ben? He glanced over at the two of them. Adam was beautiful as he laughed at something Ben just said. He felt the stirrings of jealousy and took a long look at Ben. He was short. Probably 5'7" give or take half an inch. Dark brown hair, almost black, and cropped very short. His features were sort of delicate and he had a dimple in his left cheek. He seemed to blush easily, like Adam. He was probably around thirty-five, so a little older than he and Adam. He glanced at Michael and noticed he was completely at ease. There was no hint of jealousy or concern on his face as he watched Ben and Adam talk. 

Wow. He wish he was as secure as Michael. But, then again, they had said they had been together for seven years. He and Adam were just really starting out and didn't really have a definition to what their relationship even was. 

God, there was so much he wanted to know about Adam. Everything. He truly wanted to know everything. He also wanted to drag him back to their hotel room and get him naked. Instead, he sighed and tried to let go of the jealousy. Deep down, he knew Adam wasn't attracted to Ben. 

Their meals arrived and Travis was glad to see it was country fried steak with mashed potatoes and gravy. The green beans even tasted fresh. Everyone at their table seemed to enjoy it. But nothing topped the apple pie and vanilla ice cream. His absolute favorite dessert. He loved traditional American food.

The convention people were obviously trying to portray a typical down home, country meal to go along with the theme of the event. Seemed to be a hit with everyone at his table. 

The presentation portion of the event wasn't as boring as he thought it would be. They brought in a comedian for entertainment and he was pretty funny. Sometimes he had the audience rolling and he loved to see Adam laugh out loud. He was sexy and adorable at the same time. 

At one point, he felt something on his leg and looked down to see Adam had casually placed his hand Travis's thigh. It felt nice. He glanced at Adam, but he wasn't even looking at him. He wondered if he even knew he had done it. 

That was the moment he knew. That small, casual touch right there when they were in a room with over two-hundred people. He knew that Adam was the one for him. He felt it in his being. He had known there was something special going on, but his heart soared over this small gesture. He placed his hand over Adam's, intertwining his own fingers over his.

Adam felt Travis's hand and was surprised to see that he had his hand on Travis's leg. He didn't even remember doing it. He smiled softly at the warmth he felt from Travis's hand. God, he was falling hard for him. 

The comedian finished up and the presentation ended pretty soon after that. Michael and Ben said they were going to go have a drink in the bar and invited them to join them. Travis would have preferred to spend the rest of the evening with Adam, alone in their hotel room. But, he didn't want to be rude, and Adam acted like he wanted to join them and he wanted to make him happy, so soon they were all headed to the bar. 

The hotel had a couple of bars to choose from, but they decided on the one that had a kind of old fashioned pub-like feel to it. There was a pretty good crowd, but they were able to find a nice little booth near the dart area. Michael let Ben slide in first and he took the outer side, while Travis slid in after Adam. He noticed that Michael draped his arm over Ben's shoulders and pulled him close with seemingly no qualms about being out in public. 

They were having such a good time talking and laughing and drinking their beers that none of them noticed the two large men hanging out by the dart board staring at them. 

By the time they were on their third beer, Adam was feeling pretty buzzed. He rarely drank because he was such a lightweight when it came to alcohol, but he was having such a great time, he hadn't been paying attention to how many beers he'd had. He moved in closer to Travis, anxious to feel his body against his own. He pressed his thigh to Travis's and almost let out a moan. He glanced sideways to see if Travis had noticed or had an objection. 

Travis was smiling at him and slid his hand down Adam's thigh, squeezing a little as he did it. Adam trembled. He wanted more and was about to reach down and touch Travis's thigh, when he heard it.

"Well, if it ain't a bunch of fairies, John!" 

A huge man with a barrel chest and dark brown beard had ambled up to the side of the booth. He was with a shorter man with a slight paunch to his belly. Both were leering at them. 

Michael squeezed Ben's shoulders tighter and looked like he was about to speak, when the small man spoke up. 

"Yep, looks like a four-pack of queers, Marcus." He was nodding his head and smiling, like he was proud of himself. 

Travis was furious and he slid out of the booth and stood in front of the men. "Excuse me, do you have a problem?"

The bigger man, John, snorted. "Hell yeah, I got a problem. Your kind ain't welcome here in Oklahoma. You need to run on home to New York or San Francisco or wherever you came from, boy. All four of you." 

"Travis, they're not worth it. Let's just go." Adam said quietly. 

"But you're worth it, Adam. Nobody gets away with treating you like this. These homophobes need to back up and get the hell out." He was speaking to Adam, but his gaze never left the men. 

"What you call me? Some homo- what? I am not a faggot!"

That made Travis laugh. What an ignorant fool. 

"You have ten seconds to get out of my sight." Travis's voice was low and surly. 

"Or what? You're going to flap your wings and carry me out?" The big guy laughed at what he said. His friend slapped his arm and laughed, too. 

"Five seconds left," he warned them. Michael slid out of the booth and stood next to Travis, ready to help. 

"Oh, look, John. Another one's gonna fly outta here!"

The pub was silent. Everyone was frozen in place. At first. And just when the ten seconds were up, they noticed about ten patrons of the pub were headed back their way. 

Crap! Travis didn't want to have to fight even more, but quickly realized they were there to back his group up, not the two drunk men. 

Before he knew it, several men grabbed up the loud men and, ignoring their shouts of anger, dragged them out of the bar, just as a couple of security men showed up. 

The four men were so grateful for the help, they didn't know what to do. Adam had unshed tears in his eyes and Travis reached down and pulled him up to stand next to him. 

"It's okay, baby. It's okay." He whispered. 

They all thanked the group and bought a round for the whole bar. It was nice to see that things were changing in the world. If this had been just five years ago, the majority of the bar may have backed up the two drunks. 

They stuck around a little longer to talk with the security men, both of whom were actually active police. This was just a second job for them.

By the time they got up to their room, it was almost 10:00pm. Adam was yawning a lot and it was obvious the alcohol wasn't helping his fatigue. He brushed aside all thoughts of being intimate, focusing instead on helping Adam into bed. 

Adam seemed to be unable to find the bed, so Travis gently walked him over to it and pushed on his shoulders. That was all it took for Adam to collapse onto the blankets, laying on his back, with his legs hanging over the edge. 

"My man! My sexy man... my Travis... my..." Adam mumbled, eyes glazed as he looked up. 

"Yes, your man," Travis whispered, smiling, as he unbuttoned Adam's shirt and tried to wrestle him out of it. Once he got that off, he had to pull the tank top over his head. Adam tried to help, but was not doing a good job. But it finally came off and landed on the floor.

Travis laughed. 

"You are a lightweight, aren't you?"

Adam grinned, licked his lips. He wasn't sure what Travis was saying, but he was enjoying being undressed by him.

"Travis. Sexy... Man... so manly... so hot." 

Travis shook his head and pulled off Adams shoes and finally his jeans, until he was wearing only a pair of boxers. He rolled him a little to pull the covers out from under him. 

Once he had him settled, he stripped off his clothes until he, too, was only wearing his boxers and slipped into bed beside Adam. He turned on his side and wrapped his arms around Adam, pulling him tightly to his chest. 

Adam sighed and snuggled against his man.

"Yes." He said, as he stroked the hair on Travis's arms. "Sexy...hairy. My hairy man. Love that hair."

Travis listened and smiled in the dark. Adam was going to have a headache tomorrow morning.

It wasn't long before he heard Adam's breathing level out and he knew he was asleep. He loved holding him like this, close to his chest. Unfortunately, his cock was not dealing well with the situation. He had a raging hard on and it didn't help that Adam's silky soft skin was pressed up against it. 

Shit. He was going to have to take care of this or he would never get any sleep. He slowly and carefully slid his arm out from under Adam and climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible, grabbing the bottle of lube and slipping into the bathroom. He closed the door, but then decided to leave it open some. Just enough to be able to see Adam on the bed. He leaned against the bathroom counter and pulled his boxers down, feeling his hard cock slap against his stomach. 

The lube was cold at first, but once he began stroking his cock, heat spread through him. He looked at Adam as he stroked. He was amazing. He wished it was Adam stroking him right now and leaned his head back and closed his eyes, letting the sensations take over. He stroked up and down his shaft, using two fingers on the underside. He stopped to slide his lubricated hand down to cup his nuts. 

"Oh, yeah, Adam. That's it baby." He whispered into the dark. "Suck my nuts, baby. Lick them all over." 

He glanced into the room again. Adam was still sound asleep. He closed his eyes again and began stroking faster, harder. 

"Yeah, baby. Fuck. That's it..." his voice was low as he imagined Adam on his knees stroking and licking his cock. "You like this big fat cock, don't you? You want it inside you, don't you Adam?"

He was getting closer. His nuts were tensing and his body was trembling. 

"Fuck! Yeah, Adam! Suck it! You're mine, Adam. Tell me where you want my load, baby? In your mouth? Gonna swallow it down. Unh, yeah, yeah, that's it. Fuck! Fuck!"

The first blast hit his chest and the rest covered his stomach as blast after blast of thick white spunk shot out of his dick. He was still trembling and looked over to make sure Adam was still asleep. He would be embarrassed to have him witness his little jack off session. He quickly cleaned off with a warm, wet towel and pulled his boxers back up before slipping back under the covers and pulling Adam back into a tight embrace.

Adam had turned on his side and his ass pressed up against Travis's cock. And to Travis's chagrin, he was instantly hard again! Fuck! He tried hard to ignore it, but Adam kept wiggling his ass. If Travis hadn't been sure Adam was asleep, he would have thought he was teasing him. 

Finally, his cock deflated some and he was comfortable enough to sleep. He smiled into the night. He would be happy to hold Adam every night of his life. He never wanted to let go.




Travis and Adam Ch. 02



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Travis lurched awake when he felt his dick enveloped in a wet heat. His eyes flew open as he felt Adam's tongue swirl around the engorged head, lapping at the droplets of precum. His eyes adjusted to the darkness and he could see his head bobbing up and down as he slid his hard shaft in and out, going a little deeper each time.

"Fuck, baby!" he hissed out. 

Adam smiled and moaned against the steel hard cock in his mouth. That was the reaction he had hoped for. He licked from the base to the tip again, letting his tongue slide along his piss slit, feeling the sexy man underneath him shudder. 

"Yes..." Travis moaned out. "Suck that cock, baby!"

Adam slid back down, letting the cock hit his throat and then he swallowed a little, pulling the thick shaft deeper into his throat.

Travis nearly leapt off the bed. Adam was deep throating him and it felt like his dick was being squeezed by warm, wet velvet. 

"Baby...oh, fuck, baby. You are fucking amazing. Fuck!" He was losing control and grabbed handfuls of bedding on either side of him bracing himself. "Suck my dick, baby. Suck it hard!"

Adam slid him back out and then plunged him back in, until his nose was buried deep in Travis's wiry bush. He loved the smell of his man. 

But he wanted something and let Travis's hard cock slide out of his mouth. 

"No, baby! Please!" Travis begged, unable to comprehend why he stopped. 

"Say my name." Adam whispered.

"What?" Travis moaned, unsure what he was talking about. 

"Say my name. You can call me baby, too, but say my name, Travis."

Travis fought the haziness in his brain as he tried to concentrate on what Adam was saying. 

"Adam," he whispered, "Adam." He softly chanted Adam's name over and over. 

That was all Adam needed to hear. The way his name sounded on Travis's lips was enough to drive Adam over the edge every fucking time he heard him say it. 

Travis knew he was going to cum. "I'm about to cum, Adam! Fuck! Yeah!" Travis felt his body shudder as the first string of cum blasted deep into Adam's throat. 

Adam slid the hard hot dick in his mouth out just a little, as he tasted the first spurt of cream. He wanted to be able to taste it all and swallow every drop. He moaned as his mouth filled with the sweet and salty liquid and he swallowed several times. 

Travis finally finished shooting his load and slowly softened in Adam's mouth, before sliding out between those sweet lips. He looked down and saw Adam's pink tongue licking his lips, tasting the cum that escaped from his mouth. He had a look in his eyes that could only be described as lust as he looked back up at Travis. 

"You taste so fucking good," he whispered and then smiled as he pulled himself up to cover Travis with his body, pressing his lips to his.

Travis responded with a growl and wrapped his arms around Adam, pulling him tighter into a passionate embrace. He sought entrance to Adam's mouth with his tongue, felt him part his lips and took control of his mouth. He felt like a crazy man. Like he couldn't get enough of him. He plunged his tongue in over and over, tasting the remnants of his own cum. 

He pulled back and rolled Adam onto his back, grinding his thickening shaft against Adam's rock hard dick. He wanted him. More than he could say. 

"Roll over onto your stomach," he ordered. Adam's eyes grew wide, but didn't hesitate. Travis pulled up a little, bracing himself on his elbows to give Adam some room to flip. Once he was in position, Travis covered his naked body with his own and felt his dick wedge against Adam's ass crack. He stilled as he enjoyed the way his body fit against Adam's. It was almost too perfect. 

He flicked his tongue out to tease Adam's neck. Tasting. Licking, then suckling. He felt Adam moan as he nipped as his ear. Leaned in and whispered, "Adam" into this ear. Slowly began raining hot, wet kisses on his shoulders, down his smooth back, and then to the curve at the top of his ass. He stopped there long enough to really lick and tease and kiss. And then he let himself move down to his perfect ass. 

He cupped the silky white globes and spread them a little to get a better view of that tight little pink hole. Damn! It was sexy. 

He ran his tongue from the top of Adam's ass crack down until he was almost to that delicious hole. Felt Adam stiffen up and pulled back a little.

"Baby? Adam, you okay?" 

"I...I have never had anyone..." Adam wasn't sure how to tell him this was new to him. 

"You've never let a man rim you before?" Travis was shocked. Who could resist such a perfect looking ass?!

"No." 

"Will you let me, Adam?" He hoped he would say yes, but he wouldn't do anything Adam didn't want.

"Yes." Adam's answer was a whisper. 

Travis felt powerful knowing his tongue was the first one to ever touch him. He looked back down at the luscious ass and felt himself pulled in. He slid his tongue out, caressing the soft skin around the anus. Felt Adam tremble. Held tighter to the ass cheeks and pressed his face into the crack, giving over to the incredible desire to taste him.

Travis's tongue licked and circled around the hole several times before he slid it across the hole. Adam was grunting and moaning and having trouble staying still, which only drove Travis on. He pulled back and flicked his tongue just underneath Adam's nuts and then licked back up to his ass. God, he tasted amazing. So sweet. So clean. He wanted more.

He let his tongue press against the opening, forcing itself inside. Heard Adam gasp. Wiggled his tongue a little and pulled out. Plunged in again and went a little farther inside. Fuck! He could do this for hours!

Adam was losing his mind. This was fucking amazing. He couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Could only moan. 

Travis pulled his tongue out long enough to tell Adam to get on his hands and knees. He smiled when he complied immediately without asking why. Once he was steady, he plunged his tongue back in and reached one hand around to grasp Adam's cock. He heard Adam's sharp intake of breath and rubbed his thumb over the dripping slit, then slid his hand down the swollen cock, using all that precum as a lube. In seconds he was stroking him hard with one hand and eating his ass out in rhythm as Adam's moans got louder. 

"Fuck!" he cried out. "I can't hold back."

Travis pushed his tongue farther in and licked and tasted, while he felt Adam's cock harden even more and suddenly shoot out load after load of cum as he cried out Travis's name over and over. He felt it dripping on his fingers and pulled his hand away and his tongue out as Adam collapsed. 

He rolled to his side and pulled Adam up next to him, nuzzling the back of his neck. "You okay, Adam?"

Adam was panting hard and still in a sex-induced haze as he turned to look at Travis. "Okay? I'm fucking perfect!" He smiled and collapsed against Adam's chest. "I never knew... I never knew."

Travis smiled and held tight. His hard dick jabbed against Adam's ass, but he just wanted to hold him for now. Wanted to bask in the moment. He loved that he was the first man to taste Adam's hole, but suddenly the thought came to him that he also wanted to be the last. He didn't want some other man rimming his baby. Fuck no! He growled out loud.

Adam turned to look at him questioningly. "What's wrong?"

Travis pulled himself up on his elbow and turned Adam to face him. "Whose baby are you, Adam?" 

Adam didn't hesitate to answer. "I'm yours, Travis." 

"Say it again!" His voice was low. Husky. 

"I'm yours, Travis. Completely yours." He smiled at the possessiveness his sexy man was showing. He loved it. "I'm your baby."

"Damn straight, baby!" Travis placed a loud kiss on Adam's neck before reaching for his phone on the night stand. "Hey! It's only 5:00am! What are we doing awake?"

Adam turned to look at his lover, smirked a little. "Are you saying you would rather I not wake you up?"

Travis growled and turned Adam to face him. "Hell no! I have never experienced waking up like that in my life. It was fucking amazing!" He stared deep into Adam's eyes and leaned down to kiss him. Softly. Sweetly. How the hell had he been so lucky to meet this amazing man?

They didn't need to be at the booth until 9:00am, so they had plenty of time to sleep, but neither really wanted to. The soft cocoon like safety they felt in each other's arms filled them with warmth. Security. Love. 

Suddenly it felt urgent that they know as much about each other as possible. They talked about their love of soccer and how they had both played in high school. Adam had season tickets and they planned on going to a game as soon as the new season started. 

They talked about their favorite foods, Mexican for both, their favorite colors, and their favorite movies. Both were happy to find out the other knew how to ride and planned to go riding together soon. 

The easy banter between the two men soon reached a more personal level. 

"Adam, when was your first time?" Travis asked.

Adam blushed a little in his arms. He was afraid Travis would think he was such a loser if he answered the question. He looked down, but Travis cupped his chin up and looked into his eyes. 

"If you don't want to answer, you don't have to. I will never make you do something you are not comfortable with." 

Travis's assurance calmed him a little. He decided to just go ahead and tell him.

"I knew I was gay in high school, but I didn't date men until college. And I was so scared of everything, I mean, well, you know." He was tripping over himself and took a deep breath to calm himself and let his gaze focus on the sunlight beginning to filter through the drapes hanging in the large window. "I never went farther than oral in college and that didn't even happen until my senior year." 

He glanced back at Travis to measure his reaction, but if he was surprised he didn't show it. 

"There's nothing wrong with waiting, Adam." 

He smiled at the whisper. "Well, it wasn't until I had moved away from home, after college, that I met a man...an older man...at...well, at a bar. A gay bar. I was 24 years old and I had never been to one."

Travis listened intently. He had a feeling where this was going. 

"Anyway, I was feeling really lonely and when I walked in I couldn't believe all the hot guys that were there. But I was so shy, I just sat at the bar sipping a beer." He paused, thinking back to that night. "After a little while, an older man, he was probably about forty-five, sat down next to me and offered to buy me another drink. He was handsome, but not my type, I guess is what I would say."

Travis smiled. "I think I know what your type is, baby." He practically purred into Adam's ear.

Adam shivered. Felt his body react to Travis's soft words. God he was sexy!

"So, anyway," he continued, "we found a booth and got to talking. I could tell he was just out for a one-night stand and I had never wanted to do that. But I felt, well...so alone...I had just moved to town and I didn't know anyone and... the loneliness was getting to me. And I am just so shy around people. I've gotten over some of my shyness, but I still struggle with it." He glanced at Travis, and still saw no judgement, just understanding. Caring. Was that love shining in his eyes?

Adam returned to his story. "When he asked me if I wanted to go for a drive, well, I knew what he wanted. Don't get me wrong, I wanted it too. It sounds silly now, but I think I was in a hurry to lose my virginity and desperate to be touched."

"That's not silly, Adam. That's human." Travis's voice was gruff with emotion. 

"Well, we drove around. He told me his name was James and he found a nearby park that was relatively deserted. Once he had parked the car, we started making out and he whispered things to me... things that I wanted to hear. Deep down I know it was bull, but I was desperate. When I admitted to him that I was a virgin, he changed. His kisses became rough and at first I thought, okay, he's a little forceful, but I kind of liked that." He looked at Travis as he admitted that, wondering what he would think of him. Admitting he liked to be dominated, just a little, was something he had never told anyone. Travis's reaction was immediate.

He nuzzled his head into the crook of Adam's neck and growled. "You are so sweet, Adam. And I love to be in control."

Adam breathed a sigh of relief and continued, though it was a little hard to concentrate with Travis's hot breath on his skin. Cleared his throat. Travis got the hint and pulled away a little.

"Okay, I can wait."

"Anyway, he pulled out a condom from his pocket and set it on the dash. I was a little panicked."

"Wait, you were in the car still? Didn't he have any manners? Your first time and he wanted to do it in the car?" This irritated the hell out of Travis. Adam deserved better.

"Well, there wasn't a lot of thought put into this. I'm not laying all the blame on him. It was just a random hook-up. I knew that going in." He liked hearing his sexy man get upset on his part. He felt so secure in his arms. That's why he was able to tell him what happened that night.

"Anyway, we kept making out and he said nothing would happen if I didn't want it, too, but that condom was just sitting there. Like a reminder of my virginity. When he moved to undo my belt buckle, I didn't stop him. I admit it. I wanted to, even though I was scared." He paused, because this next part was hard to get out.

Travis felt him shake a little and knew something bad was coming. He held tighter, trying to show him he was safe. 

"After he had yanked my jeans and boxers off, he unzipped his and pulled his dick out. It wasn't huge, but it was thick and hard. I thought he wanted me to go down on him first, but suddenly he flipped me over onto my stomach and grabbed me around the waist, pulling my ass up to touch him. He had somehow already rolled the condom on and he started pushing into me. I tried to tell him it hurt, but-"

Travis bolted up. "He didn't lube you up? Or use his fingers??" He was incredulous.

"No," Adam whispered, remembering the pain. He felt his cheeks flush at his embarrassment of that night. The pain had been unbearable, but the way the evening played out was humiliating. "The condom had some lubrication, but he pushed in too fast and too hard. It hurt and he could only get in a little ways before I screamed for him to stop. He got mad and tried harder, but it was burning and I realized I was crying."

Travis tried to remain calm, but the thought of a man forcing himself onto Adam that way made him tremble with rage. He pulled Adam closer to him, letting him know that he was here for him.

Adam just wanted to get it all out there, so he blurted out the rest of the story. "He got mad when I cried and pulled out and pushed me down. Called me a pussy and told me to get out of his car so he could go find a real man. He threw my clothes and shoes out the window before driving off. I was left alone at the end of the park, almost naked. I dressed quickly and called for a cab. Thank goodness my phone got a signal out there."

"Adam," he whispered, "what he did was to you was wrong. He should have stopped when you said stop. He should have used lube. He should have stretched you out with his fingers. I am so sorry that your first time was so horrible. But, baby, look at me."

Adam looked into his eyes and Travis saw unshed tears laying on his lashes.

"Adam, you are a real man. You are sexy and smart and funny. You have beautiful eyes. You have a beautiful heart. You care about people. You would never treat anyone like James treated you. That's why you are the man and he is the coward. We will never speak of him again, unless you choose to bring him up, do you understand me? I will never force you to remember him, or that horrible night, baby. I am honored that you chose to share with me though. You are so honest and sweet, Adam."

Travis buried his face in Adam's hair, breathing in his scent. 

"I never tried again, Travis. I was too scared. I had a relationship about two years ago and it lasted for three months, but he got frustrated that all I would do was oral."

Travis thought about that. He knew he wanted to make love to Adam. God, how he wanted to be inside of him. But he also knew he would never force him to do something he didn't want to do. He would accept whatever Adam's decision was. "Listen, Adam, I know our relationship is new, but I will be happy with whatever you want to do physically."

"Really? You don't think I am some kind of freak?" Adam was surprised. "You are so hot! You could have anyone you want."

Travis chuckled. "I don't want anyone else. I have the boyfriend I want. And he is one hot guy!"

Adam suddenly froze in his arms and Travis turned to look at him. "Adam?" he whispered. "You okay?"

A grin spread across Adam's face as he reveled in the knowledge that he was officially Travis's boyfriend. God, he loved hearing that. Travis eyed him questioningly. 

"You called me your boyfriend." Adam whispered and sighed. 

"Well, isn't that what's going on here? Am I moving too fast?"

Adam pressed his lips against Travis's as an answer. He felt a surge of lust course through him and opened his mouth to let his man's tongue sweep into his mouth. Soon their tongues were dueling and Adam had climbed on top of him and was grinding his hips into Travis's. Their hard cocks pressed against each other, the friction building quickly. Adam loved how his man's hairy chest rubbed against his skin. 

He pulled away to kiss a trail from his neck to his flat, hairy stomach, stopping long enough to lick and nip at his hard nipples. Loved hearing Travis moan. When his mouth hovered above his lover's steel hard dick, he flicked his tongue out to lap up the precum. Savored the taste and wanted more. Slid his mouth around the tip and plunged him into his throat.

"Holy fuck, Adam!" Travis cried out. 

Adam moaned as he slid back up the hard shaft, letting his tongue swirl up the underside and then plunging it back into his throat. He swallowed a little, allowing the engorged head to slide a little deeper into his throat.

Travis twisted his hands into the sheets, holding on for dear life as his boyfriend sucked his cock like he couldn't get enough. "Fuck! Fuck! So fucking amazing! Adam!"

Adam slid him back out and in, bobbing his head over and over, letting his nose push into his lover's bush at the base of his dick and enjoying the scent of him. He was all man. So sexy. Fuck he wanted to taste Travis's cum. No, not just wanted. Needed. 

He reached under with one hand and grabbed Travis's ass cheek and raked his fingernails down it as he continued sucking his dick.

The only sounds in the room were the wet, sloppy sucking noises Adam made with his mouth and Travis's panting. 

And then he felt Adam squeeze his ass again and his nuts tensed and before he could warn his lover, his thick white cum shot into his mouth. Over and over. Like he hadn't come in weeks. He couldn't believe how many times he exploded into Adam's hot mouth. 

He screamed Adam's name repeatedly as he felt him swallow several times. Then when he slipped out of his mouth, he watched as Adam lapped up every drop of hot cum that leaked out of his mouth. He cleaned his cock, his balls and even swirled his tongue in his wiry bush in search of every drop. When he was finally sure he had it all, he pulled himself back up to lay next to Travis and placed his head on his hairy chest. 

They were quiet for a few minutes, both lost in the moment. 

Adam wanted to ask Travis about his first time, but knew they needed to get a start on their day. There was always tonight. 

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 3.



Travis and Adam Ch. 03



Thank you to everyone that has posted a comment, voted and emailed me. I am enjoying Travis and Adam's journey and I hope you are, too. I have several more chapters ready and will set them up for posting at least once a week until we reach the end. I have only just begun sharing my writing with people and it is only through feedback that I learn what others feel. I am also working on several more series for this genre and hope to start sharing the first few chapters of those soon.

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Reluctantly they both rose from bed and got ready. They decided to take separate showers, afraid if they didn't they may not arrive on time to open their booth.

Travis dressed in a nice pair of button-fly jeans, a black and red plaid shirt and his black leather boots again. He checked himself in the mirror, decided the clothes were the right way to go for this convention. He liked wearing his boots again. He couldn't really wear them at the office and there weren't a lot of places to wear them in the city. But he had grown up wearing boots and they felt natural to him. There were days he did miss living on the farm.

Hmm. Farm. Finding out Adam wanted to own and run a farm was a surprise. Actually, there had been a lot of surprises in the last 48 hours. He smiled at his reflection. Decided he couldn't wait to see what other surprises this trip had in store for him. His smile grew when he saw Adam step out of the bathroom. Felt his heart do a little flip. 

Adam was busy trying to get his shirttail tucked into his jeans and missed the intense look Travis was giving him. He finally got the shirt tucked in comfortably, pulled the zipper up on his Levi's and buttoned them before he reached for his belt on the bed. 

Travis grabbed the belt before he did. Held it up in front of him, forcing Adam to look at him, his eyes widening as he saw the look in Travis's eyes. He swallowed nervously as Travis leaned in and brushed his lips to his ear.

"Let me." Travis whispered, the hot breath on his ear sending a shiver down his spine. He slipped the leather belt into the first belt loop at Adam's waist. Slowly through the next loop and the next, turning Adam as he stayed in place and guided the belt around to the front and buckled it. 

Adam was a few inches taller than Travis, but when he wore his boots they were almost eye level. His dark eyes flashed as he stared at Adam. Slid his hand into the top of Adam's waistband and pulled him closer. 

Adam gasped. Blushed. Travis made his desire very clear. 

He brought his other hand to cup Adam's cheek and felt him lean into his hand. Adam sighed as Travis stroked his soft skin and then he closed his eyes.

Travis leaned in and brushed his lips lightly to his. He knew it was a mistake because he felt himself being pulled under, into a wave of emotions. Electricity coursed through his body as he ached for more of Adam. He kissed him again. Harder. Tugged at his bottom lip. Heard Adam moan. Felt the moan on his own lips and gave in. He dove his tongue into Adam's sweet mouth, felt his tongue tentatively rub against his. 

Travis growled deep in his throat and pulled Adam hard against his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist. He plunged his tongue in over and over, slipping past Adam's sweet, soft lips. Felt Adam rub his hips against him. God, he was so sexy. So gorgeous. 

He pulled back, panting. Almost gasping for air. He willed himself to hold back and not push Adam down on the bed. He noticed Adam was having the same problem, as he tried to keep pressing his body against Travis. 

"Fuck!" Travis raked his hands through his hair, standing back a few inches. "You make me lose control. Every time!"

"Don't you want me, Travis?" Adam whispered, trying in vain to get closer to him again, but Travis's hand was firm against his chest, holding Adam back. 

Travis groaned loudly. "God, you know I do! We need to pull it together so we can get down to the booth." Fuck. That was the last thing he wanted to do. 

But they had a job to do, and Adam realized it, too. He pulled back a little, silently urging his body to gain control. 

They stood like that for a minute, both warring with themselves; fighting the temptation to follow their base desires and ravage each other. There was no doubt about it, the attraction between them was intense. The desire to explore each other was almost overpowering. 

Travis leaned in and rested his forehead on Adam's. "Let's go kick ass today and come back and celebrate tonight." His voice was strained. 

Adam murmured his agreement. "Room service tonight?"

Travis pulled back. Smiled. Hell, yeah! 

It wasn't until Adam was following Travis out the hotel room door that he noticed the cowboy boots. His breath caught in his throat. He loved a man in cowboy boots. And when that man's ass filled out the jeans like Travis's did...damn! Travis was so hot. And when he walked in those boots, his ass was even sexier. It was going to be a long day being so near him.

They were both glad to see they arrived at their booth in plenty of time, even before a lot of the other vendors did. And, although both men were prepared, Adam was a little jittery. He wanted to sign as many new dealers up as possible and make his dad proud of him.

Truthfully, his dad had always shown him unconditional love. Never once had Adam felt like his "stepson", even though he technically was. No, when his dad married his mom years ago, he had taken him on as family, too. Adam couldn't remember a time he wasn't there. He had never shown any favoritism towards his sister, even though she was his biological child.

No, he admitted to himself, he had been lucky. His dad was one of those storybook dads that kids wished they had. And when he had finally decided to tell his parents he was gay, his dad had taken him into his arms and held him while he cried. 

"Don't you know we love you, son?" he had whispered to Adam. "I have known for a long time, but I am just glad to see you come to terms with who you are."

That understanding and unconditional love his parents had given him was a gift. One that many young people struggling with their sexuality didn't receive. He wasn't sure why he was so lucky, but he had vowed to make his parents proud of him and show them he was worthy of their love and support. 

After college he had moved away and he knew it wasn't what his parents wanted, but they had let him find his own way. Eventually, when the company he was working for had been sold and then gone under, he found his way back home. But living at home had been hard. He supposed it was that way for any adult child moving back under a parent's roof, but he needed his own space. 

He had just moved into an apartment about a month ago, but he was still thankful that his parents had been there to help him get back on his feet. He wasn't sure about working for his father, but had finally given in a few months back. He had his degree, but there was just nothing else out there that he had found. 

His only condition was that his dad didn't share with the staff who he really was. Debbie in Human Resources knew, but she had kept quiet about it. He respected her for that. Juicy gossip around a water cooler can ruin a career.

Speaking of juicy gossip...he slid his gaze over to Travis and smiled. He wondered what the office snoops would think if they knew what had transpired between the two of them over the last few days. His heart fluttered a little when he saw Travis turn and smile. 

God, he was sexy. He felt his body react as soon he caught his gaze. He was like a horny teenager, he thought. But it was more than sex. It was a connection. He felt it in his bones. He wanted to know everything about him. And what surprised Adam was that he also wanted to share everything about himself with Travis. He had never told anyone about that horrible experience a few years ago, and yet he poured out the whole story to Travis. And rather than think he was pathetic, he was incensed that anyone would treat him like that! He wasn't sure what he had expected, but it certainly hadn't been unqualified support! 

Travis winked at him as they heard the announcement that the doors would be open to the dealers in one minute. 

Adam took a deep breath. Today was going to be his day. Travis made him feel like he could master anything. 

Within sixty seconds, the large room they were in was filled with complete and utter chaos. Dealers from all over the Oklahoma, and many from surrounding states, filled the space. 

The guys looked at each other, eyes wide, nodded to each other. They could do this!

Within seconds, they were both talking with dealers. Because their office was just branching out into Oklahoma, the dealers had a lot questions. Thankfully, they had a lot of answers. 

An hour later, when it was time for some break-out workshops, the room cleared and Travis plopped down in a chair. "Whew! That was crazy!"

Adam agreed and slid into the other chair. "What we need is a plan. They are all asking too many questions at once and then we can't help them fill out their forms. I have an idea."

"Shoot," Travis said.

"Okay, how about this. Every 30 minutes we start the sales pitch. If there are ten dealers, or only one, we start. Then when we hook them, they move over to you to fill out paperwork."

"Wait...I'm handling paperwork and you are handling sales?" Travis raised his eyebrows.

"Um, you caught that, huh?" Adam smiled. "Look, I just want to try it."

"Hey, you know what? I think it's a great idea. I was having a hard time keeping up. This plan might work out smoother."

They worked out a schedule, and made a little sign for the booth that said: WANT TO KNOW ABOUT US? WE GIVE YOU THE FACTS EVERY HALF HOUR!

Travis left in search of a couple of water bottles and stopped on the way out to chat with Michael and Ben. They had been just as busy that first hour, and agreed it was pretty chaotic. They were all glad they had an hour to regroup. 

When Travis arrived back at the booth, he was surprised to see Adam speaking with someone. He thought all the dealers were in the break-out sessions. As he got closer, he could see Adam's face was red and he seemed flustered. He picked up the pace and scooted in behind their table. 

"Listen, you really need to leave." 

Travis's ears perked up at that. Why was he telling a dealer to leave? He looked at the man on the other side of the table. He was about 6', slim, probably about thirty years old, and dressed much too nice for a farm machinery dealer. His clothes screamed tailor-made. And he would bet money that his perfectly high-lighted hair cost him more than Travis spent on his monthly truck payment. He took a closer look at his face and didn't like what he saw. He couldn't place his finger on it. Just something smarmy.

"Can I help you, Sir?" Travis stepped up, handed a water bottle to Adam.

The man glanced over and waved his hand at him, almost as if he were waving away an annoying gnat. That didn't set well with Travis. 

"Sir? Is there anything I can do for you? Are you a dealer here at the convention?" This time his voice was measured; his tone low, but direct.

Adam didn't look at Travis, which worried him even more. "Albert, you need to leave. Now."

The man leered at him, leaned over the table a little. "I'll be back, Adam." Then he turned away and disappeared into a different aisle of vendors.

Travis waited for Adam to say something. He saw Adam tremble and knew this man must be trouble. Unfortunately, Adam was not saying anything. His face was beat red, as if he were embarrassed, and he wouldn't look at Travis. 

Finally, he had waited long enough. "Adam, dammit! We only have about ten minutes left before the dealers flood the room again. Are you going to tell me what the hell was going on?"

Adam felt shaky, so let himself slide into one of the chairs, braced his elbow on his thighs and rested his head in his hands. Travis was beginning to freak out a little and sat down next to him, placing his hand on his back. 

He felt him shake under his touch and slowly, gently, ran his hand up and down Adam's back in an effort to soothe him. He felt the trembling subside, but kept rubbing his back.

Adam finally pulled himself up in the chair and made eye contact with Travis. Took a deep breath. "That was Albert."

"I heard. Who is Albert?" He pressed his lips together, waiting. He didn't think he was going to like Adam's answer. 

"Albert is someone I know from college," he paused, lowering his voice, "and he's an ass." 

Travis waited for more. He knew there was more to this. Waited a little longer, his body tense. Finally realized Adam wasn't going to give him any additional information than that for now. It would have to wait. 

"Okay." He watched Adam down the entire bottle of water, eyes not meeting Travis's. His skin was clammy. Sweaty. He reached over to brush Adam's falling bangs out of his eyes and Adam flinched. 

"Whoa, jumpy much?" Travis tried to keep his voice level. 

"Uh, yeah, sorry." Adam mumbled a reply and stared at his empty water bottle. Travis gently took it from him and set it aside to be placed later into the recycling bin near the double doors. He hadn't opened his yet, held it out in front of Adam, wiggled the offering a little to get him to see what was right in front of his eyes.

Adam appeared to shake a second and then jumped up. "No thanks. You keep it." 

He smiled, but Travis noted it didn't travel all the way to his eyes. His gut churned for a moment. He didn't like seeing Adam upset. And he felt helpless to make him feel better. He opened the bottle in his hand and chugged some, letting the cool water run down his throat. Snuck another look at Adam and noticed he seemed almost back to normal. He was looking over some notes they had put together earlier and was leaning into the table, pretending to be really deep into those notes. 

Travis knew he was putting on act, but also knew now was not the time to press him. As he watched him, the doors opened and a stream of men of all ages- and a few women- filled the room. Most wore jeans with plaid shirts. Several of the men made their way over the booth and he wondered if Adam was ready for this. That worry was put to rest as soon as the first few men arrived at the booth. 

Adam smiled. Introduced himself. Shook the men's hands and launched into his spiel. Travis watched the men's body language as they listened to Adam and noticed that even the older dealers, the ones that had been in the business for years and could be pretty skeptical, were leaning in. 

Travis moved a little so he could see Adam's face as he spoke and he felt himself smile. Whatever might be going on with him, he certainly didn't let it interfere with his job. He talked on their level. Answered questions directly. Made them all feel at home. He shared some personal information, showed them he was there to be more than just a salesperson. He was a friend to dealers. He was on their side and would watch their backs. 

And that was it. They were hooked. Every single one of them signed up with their company. And that's how the morning went. Over and over, Adam would share the story, sell them on the company and get them to sign up. Travis was almost overwhelmed with paperwork, but he handled it. 

When everyone broke for lunch, he decided to stay at the booth and get caught up before the afternoon rush. Adam offered to stay, but Travis waved him on. 

"Go. Eat. Have fun with Ben and Michael. Just bring me back something. Doesn't matter what."

"If you're sure, Travis."

"He's sure," Ben said. "Let's go. I'm starving."

Adam felt guilty leaving him with all the paperwork, but Travis was glad he did. This had been an eye-opening experience for him. Adam killed it in sales! It warmed him to see him in action. He wanted to show Adam he, too, could handle the job.

He still wanted to know about Albert, but had decided to wait for Adam to come to him with the information. He wasn't going to be pushy and scare him away. 

His eyes scanned the near-empty room and noticed Rose talking with someone. He watched as she pressed into him and smiled. She was good. Watching her performance was fun. If he was attracted to women in any way, he had a feeling she was more than good in bed. 

But he wasn't into women. Had always been attracted to men. It was just something he had always known. Growing up, his friends were crushing on Britney Spears when he was drooling over Ryan Reynolds. 

Now he couldn't stop drooling over Adam! He had never really been with someone that he couldn't keep his hands off. Yes, he had had great sex before. Fun. No-strings attached. Some short relationships. But never had he felt such an intense pull to someone. He yearned for Adam every second they were apart. It was crazy. 

All he could think of was making Adam happy. Pleasuring him in bed. Helping him do well at the convention. Take care of him. 

Never had he wanted to take care of anyone. He thought back over men he had dated over the years and he only thought of one other man that had made him feel a little that way. And Travis had fucked that up by calling out the wrong name. But even with him, the feelings were never this intense. He almost felt like Adam gave him breath. Like he was slowly opening his soul to a new life. 

Damn... he was such a lovesick idiot. He rolled his eyes as he made himself get back to the paperwork. 

Adam arrived about twenty minutes later with a Styrofoam box of food in one hand and a Dr. Pepper in the other. He paused a couple of feet away to watch his new boyfriend. He was hunched over the table, focused on some paperwork. The shirt was taut against his shoulders and he saw that his biceps were bulging, pushing at the sleeves. He wanted him to stand up so he could see the jeans hug his ass. He sighed a little as he slipped behind the table. He felt like a teenager as his heartbeat sped up when Travis turned towards him, his warm brown eyes crinkling when he smiled and thanked him for the food.

"Dr. Pepper! My favorite. Thanks!"

Adam wanted to tell him he knew that. That he had spent the last three months trying to be in the break room at the same time as he headed there to get his morning Dr. Pepper. Thought he might sound a little "stalky" if he shared that and kept it to himself. 

"How's it going with the paperwork?" Adam scanned the table, noticed a large stack of forms. 

"It's good," Travis answered before he took a big bite of the Chicken BLT Adam had brought him. Chewed for a minute. Swallowed as he glanced back at Adam. "You were amazing this morning, Adam. You signed up more than twenty-five dealers in three hours!"

Adam blushed a little. He was embarrassed to tell Travis that when he first said he was amazing, his thoughts went to their hotel room. 

Travis caught the blush, though. Smiled. Stood up and leaned into him a little. "Oh, you were amazing there, too, baby."

Adam gasped. How did he know what he was thinking? Shoved his hand against Travis's arm, pushing him back a little. "Whatever." Tried to sound nonchalant. Travis laughed low and he knew he had failed to cover up his embarrassment. Finally, he smiled back at him and saw that Travis was still watching him. He was eating his sandwich, but Adam got the feeling he really wanted to devour him. 

Travis watched Adam shudder. Damn! He couldn't wait until their evening together. Tried to concentrate on the plans for the rest of the day.

They agreed the plan of talking every thirty minutes was working. Adam wanted to know if Travis wanted to trade places, and he decided to let Adam do it the rest of the day. He knew how badly he wanted to impress his dad and, if he knew Mr. Martins at all, this was going to impress the hell out of him. He was going to make sure that the boss knew that Adam took the lead with the dealers.




Travis and Adam Ch. 03



The rest of the afternoon went along pretty much the same as the morning. Adam gave the talk and just hooked them in. Travis helped them with the sign-up paperwork. 

Any nervousness that Adam had felt at the beginning of the day was gone by mid-afternoon. His confidence was sky-rocketing and he felt himself standing a little taller. This may not be the job he wanted for the rest of his life, but he liked knowing he was doing his best. Not even seeing Albert was going to ruin his day. He was working hard at the booth, he was making connections and setting up new dealers. But the best part of his day? He was sharing it with Travis. 

Every time he took a moment to look at Travis he felt himself give a little more of his heart over. And he wasn't scared. He knew Travis would guard it carefully. He completely trusted him. And he was pretty sure Travis felt the same. It seemed that Travis constantly found a reason to touch him. On the shoulder. On the hand. Even his chest. Every touch was feather light, but it was just enough to keep Adam's body aching. He liked that Travis made an effort to show him how much he liked him. 

It was almost 4:30 when they finally had a little bit of free time. Only half hour to go and most of the dealers were already gone for the day. They had a big dinner and presentation planned for them at the hotel, so it was pretty quiet in the room.

"Done!" Travis announced and laid his pen on the table with a lot of gusto. Adam smiled as he watched him stand from his chair and stretch his muscles. Travis reached behind and tried to rub his shoulders, but just couldn't reach where it ached the most.  

Without thinking, Adam moved over behind him and placed his hands on his shoulders and began rubbing. 

Travis moaned. "Yeah, that's good." He sighed, closed his eyes. "Down a little lower, too."

Adam moved his hands down, massaging the muscles right below the shoulders, moved back up to the neck and then down lower on the back. He could feel Travis's muscles begin to loosen under his touch, but when his fingers brushed against his waistband, he jumped and turned around, grabbing Adam's hands in his.

Adam was shocked to see the desire in his eyes. He looked almost predatory. Like he was poised to attack. He bit his lower lip and tried to calm his heart.

"Fuck," Travis growled, "do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are when you bite your lower lip?"

Adam immediately let his lip go. Shook his head no. But couldn't tear his eyes from Travis's. He didn't care that they weren't alone in the room. It felt like it was just the two of them. He watched Travis's eyes flash with something. Heat? Desire? Lust? Watched his lips curl up and show his teeth. Had a momentary flash that Travis really was going to devour him. Half expected to feel his teeth on his neck. 

Travis slowly let go of Adam's hands and raked them both through his hair. Knew he was losing control. 

Adam felt a little disappointed when Travis let go, but knew why. God, he couldn't wait to get back to their room.

Travis was obviously thinking the same thing because he glanced around the room and noticed some of the vendors were closing up shop a little early. 

"Hey, why don't I shut down the booth early and you head back up to the room?" He smiled, moved in closer. "We can get started on our evening sooner than we planned."

Adam trembled at his words. He couldn't wait to get to room and nodded his agreement. Grabbed his laptop, whispered to Travis to hurry, smiled and headed out of the room. 

His smile stayed on his lips right up until he stepped out of the elevator on their floor and ran smack into Albert. Literally. 

Albert grabbed his arms and held him in place.

"I see you are still not watching where you are going, Adam." He leaned his and sniffed Adam's hair. "God, you still smell amazing."

His words made Adam tremble, but not in the same way that Travis made him tremble. No, Albert made him feel slimy. Dirty.

"Let go, Albert." His tone was strong, but Albert didn't seem to get the hint. Or he didn't care. Adam was betting on the latter. He tried to pull himself out of Albert's grasp, which only made the disgusting little weasel dig his nails in. He felt the pain under his shirt. Glanced up and down the hall. No one was around. The elevator doors had closed behind him and he began to feel a trapped. 

Albert was still leering at him, watching him process all that was going on. When he had seen Adam earlier that day, he had been shocked. Not seeing him for years had been difficult. But no one could say he was stalking him. He truly had not known Adam was staying at one of the hotels his family owned. But he took it as a sign that Adam was ready to come to his senses and drop the restraining order.

Just as he leaned forward to press his mouth against Adam's perfect lips he heard the ding of the elevator and the doors slid open. 

Adam turned to see Travis stepping into the hall. He tried to pull away from Albert, but couldn't. Looked at his disgusting face and turned his head again, just as Albert's slobbery lips landed on his cheek. He felt nauseous. 

Travis took in the scene before him and roared. "Get your filthy hands off my boyfriend!"

Albert whipped his head around to see who was daring to talk to him. But he didn't take his hands off Adam. That was an unfortunately decision. The man in the cowboy boots closed the gap between them in one second and yanked him away from Adam, slamming his back into the wall. 

Travis was shaking with fury. He held one hand around Albert's throat and one pressed into his chest, immobilizing him. "I would give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you didn't hear me, but I can tell you are a disgusting little worm that has a lot of fucking nerve touching my boyfriend without his permission!"

Albert didn't seem to understand his predicament. "You mean, like you're touching me without my permission? You are an ignorant fool." His lips curled up in a sneer. "You are trash. There is no way Adam would want you. He's mine!" His high-pitched voice rang through the empty hall.

Travis looked over at Adam and saw that he was white as a sheet and still trembling. His eyes fixated on Travis and he appeared to be in some kind of shock. That just infuriated Travis more and he pulled Albert from the wall only to shove him back against it. This time Albert seemed to realize he was in some trouble. He resisted shoving his fist into Albert's nose, but it took every bit of willpower he had. He didn't want to act like a Neanderthal in front of his new boyfriend, but there was no way in hell he wasn't going to put the fear of god into this man. Although, the word worm really described him better.

"Repeat after me, Albert," he began in a low voice, waited for Albert to nod, "I will not ever put my hands on Adam again."

Albert looked like he was going to argue, but saw the pure hatred in the man's eyes and changed his mind. "I...will not..."

"Ever..." Travis supplied the next word.

"Ever put my hands on Adam again." His voice sounded whiny. 

Travis was satisfied for the moment and relaxed his grip around Albert's neck. "Now I don't want to see you again, do you understand?" Albert nodded and Travis released him. "Get the hell out of here." And he pushed the elevator button himself. 

The three stood in silence for just a few seconds as they waited for the elevator to arrive. When it did, Travis shoved him inside and pressed the button for the first floor. He stepped back and waited for it to close. He was still shaking with anger when he turned to face Adam. 

He felt himself stumble back a little as Adam flew into his embrace and slid his arms around his neck, pulling him in for a passionate kiss. This time Adam was in control. He slid his tongue into Travis's waiting mouth and tasted him. Suckled his tongue and felt his lover's moan. He pulled back a little but Travis tightened his arms around his waist.

The kiss turned urgent. Demanding. Soul-shattering. Adam couldn't get enough of Travis. He slid his tongue along his lips and then moved to kiss his cheek and then his neck. He snaked his hands up into Travis's hair and ran his fingers through it. 

Travis moaned as he felt his hard dick press against Adam. "Baby, we need to get into our room or I'm going to end up taking you right here."

Adam smiled. "You can take me here. You can take me in the hotel room. I don't care as long as you make me yours. Now! I need you. I need to belong to you completely." He was almost begging Travis, he needed him so badly.

Travis yanked his shirttail out of Adam's pants and slid his hands up his naked chest. Felt the whispery hairs. Squeezed his taut nipple. Heard his man groan. He started to walk him backwards towards the door to their room and felt Adam's hands slid underneath his jeans to grab his ass. 

"Fuck, baby! You do that again, I am laying you down right here." Travis didn't sound like he was teasing and as much as Adam wanted him, he didn't want them to be arrested! So, he slowly pulled his hands out, but not before giving him one more squeeze.

"Ah!" Travis roared. Didn't care if anyone heard him. Reached down to unbuckle Adam's belt. Popped the button on his jeans and grabbed hold of the zipper. Just as he began to pull it down, they arrived at their room.

Adam tried to find the damn key card in his pocket and then realized he had dropped it when Albert accosted him. He looked back to see the card and his laptop next to the elevator. Pulled at Travis's hands. "Trav, the key."

Travis finally looked back and saw what he was talking about. Smiled at Adam. "Well, I guess I am more properly dressed to walk down the hall." He dropped his gaze to the opening in Adam's jeans. Watched Adam blush. "Fuck, you are so hot!" He ran back to grab the laptop and key card and just about lost it when he saw that Adam was taking his shirt off. 

"Damn!" he said, as he tried to swipe the card into the reader to gain access to their room, but his hands were shaking. What the hell, he thought, looking at his hands. 

"Let me," and with that Adam took the card, slid it down and opened the door. He walked in backwards, pulling Travis with him then threw his shirt on the ground. "Wait one minute, okay?" He held his index finger up to show him. "Just one minute."

Travis nodded and watched him head into the bathroom. He didn't close the door, though, so Travis walked over and leaned against the door frame. He watched as Adam soaped up a wet washcloth and began washing his cheek. 

"What are you doing?" Travis asked. 

"Washing away Albert's disgusting saliva." He winced as he remembered his lips touching his cheek.

"We're going to have to talk about that twerp, Adam."

"I know." He rinsed his cheek and tossed the washcloth down on the counter. "I know, Trav, but not now." He walked until he was inches from his boyfriend. "Right now, we have much more important things to discuss."

Travis's lips curled up into a sexy smile. "Such as?"

Adam blushed. "Such as how long it will take for you to get naked, Travis. Because what I want requires us to be naked." He tugged at Travis's shirt, pulling it up. "Oh, yeah," he sighed when he saw the hairy chest that he ached to touch all day.

Travis loved that Adam was so into his chest. "See something you like, baby?"

Adam answered him by leaning in and licking his nipple. 

Travis moaned, helped yank his shirt off the rest of the way. Threw it on the floor. Felt Adam swirl his tongue around his nipple and tease it with his teeth. 

"You're still wearing too much, Travis." 

"So are you," he replied and pushed him back for a minute to yank the tank over his head and let it join his shirt on the ground. Reached down to opened jeans. Yanked them down over his hips, helped him step out of his shoes and socks and slid the denim off his body. He stepped back and was once again hit by how beautiful and sexy Adam was. He let his eyes slowly drink in every inch of him and stopped at the twitching dick in his tight little briefs. Smiled back up at Adam. 

Adam blushed, but reached down and slid the boxers off, letting Travis see how hard his cock was for him. He reached down and stroked his cock with his own hand as he looked at Travis. 

Travis groaned. Watched as he slowly turned around in front of him, showing off his perfect ass. 

"So, Trav, do you see anything that you want?" His voice was husky as he turned the phrase Travis had used earlier around on him. 

Travis was a little stunned at Adam's directness. He liked it. "Fuck, yeah. You have the sexiest ass I have ever seen, Adam." He reached down and traced his finger from the curve on his lower back and down the crack a little, eliciting a shudder from Adam. 

"Turn around, Adam." He whispered. He was hurriedly pulling his jeans down when Adam turned to face him. He placed a hand atop Travis's and stopped him. Gently helped him walk backwards to the bed and pushed him down to sit on the edge.

Travis watched as Adam pulled the cowboy boots off and then his socks and jeans, leaving him sitting in his boxer briefs. He held his breath as Adam knelt on the floor between his legs and kissed his stomach. Felt him rain little kisses down as he slid his fingers into the waistband and pulled his throbbing cock free. 

"Yeah, that's what I wanted to see." Adam whispered, looked up at his man and melted when he saw the look of desire in Travis's eyes. Turned his gaze back to the steely hard dick in front of him and wrapped his hand around the base while he flicked his tongue out to lick up the precum that dribbled out the slit at the tip.

Travis groaned loudly. "Suck it, Adam! Please baby!"

Adam didn't make him wait. He slid the swollen head between his wet lips and licked and teased him before plunging him in deep. He pulled out and sucked again, this time swallowing him a little and letting him feel his throat contract around his cock.

"Fuck! Fuck! Adam! So fucking good!" Travis grabbed Adam's hair, pulling, pushing, begging him to suck him off. Adam slowly slid him out again and just as Travis begged again, he slid him back in, twirling his tongue up and down and around the entire shaft. 

Adam's mouth was perfection. Travis thought he was losing his mind. Adam's tongue was hot and wet and didn't let up for a moment. He felt his nuts tense and he grabbed Adam's head. "Adam! I'm going to cum, baby!" 

The sweet release came seconds later as he spurted out stream after stream of thick white cum into Adam's mouth. "Fuck, Adam! You are so fucking good! Fuck!!" He couldn't help himself, he was lost in all sensations in his body and the whirling color patterns flashing before his eyes. He flopped back on the bed and groaned as he felt Adam lick him clean. What the hell had he done to deserve a man like this, he wondered? How the fuck did he get this lucky!

Adam savored the taste of Travis's cum and swallowed it all. He pulled the boxers off Travis before he stood and joined him on the bed. Travis had his arm flung over his eyes, but moved it a little when he felt Adam climb onto the bed. 

"Holy fuck!" He hissed as he watched Adam come to him on all fours. "You are fucking sexy, Adam. Do you have any idea how amazing you are?"

Adam smiled, licked his lips and waited while Travis pulled his legs up over from the side of the bed, so he was laying with his head on the pillow. Then he slid a leg across his stomach and straddled him, placing his hands on Travis's hairy chest. 

"Travis?" 

"What baby?"

"I meant it earlier when I said I wanted you to make me yours."

"You are mine," Travis said gruffly and tried to pull him down for a kiss. 

"Yes. I am. And I trust you. Do you understand me?" Adam whispered, looking directly into Travis's eyes. "Do you know what I want?"

Understanding began to bleed through to his hazy brain. His eyes widened. "Do you mean you want me to...?"

Adam smiled. "I want you inside of me. I want to belong to you. I want to be a part of you, Travis." His words tumbled out as he tried to say what was in his heart. "I have never wanted a man like I want you. I ache for your touch. For your kiss. I have dreamt about being with you for months. About what it would be like to have you slide inside of me. To make love to me..."

Travis was frozen. Adam seemed serious. But wasn't it too soon? What if he hurt him? He couldn't bear to hurt Adam. He looked at Adam. So sweet and gentle. Offering himself to Travis. God, there wasn't anything in the world he wanted more than to slide inside him. 

Adam leaned down and kissed his neck. "Don't you want me, Travis?" he whispered. Felt Travis shudder. 

Suddenly Travis grabbed his arms and rolled both of their bodies until he was on top of Adam. Stared into his beautiful eyes. He felt a panic for a second. Why would someone as sweet and honest and special as Adam want to be with him? He wasn't anything special. 

Adam sensed something was wrong and looked into his eyes. "What?" he asked as he pulled his head down towards him. "What is it, Trav?"

Travis gazed back at him. Cleared his throat a little and looked away. 

"Tell me, Travis." Adam's voice was soft. Had he said something wrong? 

"It's just... I have wanted you so long and then here you are. And you are so good. So amazing. So...so perfect and the way you make me feel... the way you...I'm a little overwhelmed at all these feelings." He looked back into Adam's blue eyes. Felt a little better. "I can't explain it. I'm not usually tongue-tied. I... I am usually confident. But I suddenly feel... you are so amazing. You could be with any man you wanted. Why me?"

Adam wanted to laugh, but didn't want to hurt his man. Travis was feeling insecure and was definitely shaken up. He was right about one thing- Travis was usually very confident. He couldn't believe he had this effect on the man. 

"Why you, Travis? Because I have been pulled to you since the day I met you. Because you are smart and sexy. Because I see how great you are at your job and how much you enjoy what you do. Because I feel an intense need for you. Because I have never, ever been drawn to any man like I am to you. I realize we have only just begun this journey together, but this bond... this strength between us... it's not something that I take lightly, Travis. I am in this. Do you understand? I am in this..."

Travis leaned down and brushed his lips to his. Soft. Another brush against them. Some pressure. He felt an incredible need to be with this man. To make him his. He slid his hands up into his hair and pulled his face closer for a deep kiss. 

He took control of Adam's mouth quickly. He slid his tongue through his lips as Adam opened up to him. Swept his tongue inside and tasted his sweetness. Pulled back and roughly began kissing his neck, sucking delicately but hard enough that he knew he would leave a mark. Growled into Adam's neck. Felt primal as he marked his man. Wanted everyone to see it and know Adam was his. HIS!

Adam moaned a little and wiggled his body as he felt Travis marking his neck. He know what he was doing and took pleasure in knowing he wanted him. He let his arms snake around Travis's waist and slowly, tenderly began stroking the muscles on his back. He loved the strength Travis had. It thrilled him to know he could cause him so much pleasure. He had no reservations about asking Travis to make love to him and knew in his heart it would be the first of many times. 

Travis trembled as he felt Adam's hands touching his skin. He moved his mouth back up to Adam's and took possession. It was a hard, demanding kiss that took Adam' breath away. His light strokes on Adam's back turned urgent as he tried to hold on to him. He felt as if he were drowning but he wasn't afraid. No, he just needed Travis to hold him. He knew Travis would take care of him. A low moan from deep in his throat slipped through his lips into Travis's. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 03



Travis pulled back and looked at Adam's face. His mouth was rosy from his kisses. His lips looked swollen and his hair was tousled. But his eyes were what put him over the edge. His eyes were wide, intense, and full of desire. He felt as if Adam was looking into his soul and ordering him to take what was being offered to him. 

His breath was ragged as he reached over for the lube and a condom. Adam stopped him. Looked directly into his eyes. "I was tested before and I am clean. I have not been with anyone since then. What about you?"

Travis tried to concentrate, tried to form words. "I got tested two months ago. And no, I haven't been with anyone since. I'm clean, too." He watched Adam's face. What was he saying? What was Adam getting at? He was so turned on, he was having trouble following the conversation.

Adam cleared things up. "We don't need a condom, Travis. I trust you. And I need to feel you inside. Really feel you."

Travis felt his cock get harder and he moaned. He had never been bareback. He was always careful. But he also knew Adam was right. They were both clean. 

His mouth felt dry as he answered. "Okay, baby. No condoms." He smiled. "But we still need this!" He grabbed the lube. "Trust me, lube is our friend, Adam."

Adam laughed a little. He loved how Travis could break the tension in the air. God, he wanted to feel him inside. He suddenly felt a little shy. This was really happening. He wanted it to. He ached for it to happen. But he was suddenly worried about what to do. 

Travis must have read his face because he leaned down and smiled. "Relax, Adam. I will be gentle. I promise." He prayed that he had strength to go slow. "There is nothing to be afraid of."

Adam smiled and closed his eyes. Nodded. "I am in your hands, Travis. Show me what to do." 

His whispered words nearly drove Travis crazy. "Turn over Adam. I want to see your perfect ass."

Adam wiggled around a little and was finally on his stomach. His arms reached up over him and rested on the pillow next to his head. He turned back a little and watched Travis admiring his ass. He wiggled it a little and giggled when Travis smiled. 

"You are amazing, Adam!" Travis knew tonight was going to be something extraordinary. He pulled Adam's thighs apart a little more and settled in between them, his face level with Adam's ass. He set the lube to the side for now, and kissed one of the ass cheeks. Looked up and saw Adam lay his head back down on the pillow.

"Adam, all you need to do is relax and let me take care of you. Just enjoy it, okay?"

"Yes," Adam sighed out, already liking the feel of his hot breath on his ass. Was this what it felt like to give yourself over to someone? To feel completely taken care of? And then he felt Travis's teeth on his ass.

"Hey!"

"Just wanted to see if you were paying attention," Travis whispered before licking the area he just teased with his teeth. Adam thrust his ass up a little, moaning.

Travis began placing kisses all over his ass cheeks and let his tongue trace along the crack down to that tight little pink puckered hole he wanted. Oh, fuck, he thought. How was he going to slide into him without losing control and just fucking the hell out of Adam! He wanted him more than he had ever wanted another man. He let his tongue slide over the hole, hearing Adam moan again. 

He knew what his baby liked and licked it again. Twirled his tongue around the opening. Letting his saliva cover the opening and then pushed his tongue in a little. Fuck! He tasted so fresh and clean. So like Adam! He wanted more. Slid his tongue out and back in a little farther and wriggled it inside. 

Adam nearly came up off the bed. "FUCK!" He cried out. "Travis! Fuck!"

Oh, yeah. Travis knew what Adam wanted. He pulled out and licked around his hole again. Slid a finger in a tiny bit, pulled the opening a little to let his tongue dart in a little. Pulled his tongue back out, but wriggled his finger. Heard Adam moan again. Loudly. Smiled. 

He pulled out his finger and coated it with some lube before squeezing more out over Adam's ass crack, letting it drip down and cover the entire tight little hole. Adam moaned and tried to push back in an effort to get a finger or tongue back inside his ass. 

Travis was so turned on he couldn't breathe. "Adam, you are fucking hot! Your ass is incredible. I am going to slide a finger in deeper, okay, baby? Tell me if anything hurts."

"Just do it!" he almost screamed. "I need you. I need you Travis!"

Travis's heart flipped around. He slipped a finger inside, pushing harder. Heard Adam moan. Beg for more. But he was determined to go slow. He slipped it in and out. In and out. Then he slid it out and let it slide all the way around under his nuts and back to his tight hole. He poured more lube onto his hand and slid a finger back in, and then another. 

"Oh, fuck!" Adam moaned and wiggled his ass in response. It was an odd sensation, but nothing hurt. Just knowing it was Travis's fingers in there made his cock throb. He reached down under him and wrapped his hand around his dick. He awkwardly tried to stroke it, but it was a little hard on his stomach.

Travis saw what he was trying to do. "Get up on your hands and knees, Adam." He pulled his fingers out while Adam pushed himself up. Travis reached around and grabbed Adam's hard dick with his lubed hand and gently stroked him. Adam shuddered under him and Travis pulled back. 

"Just hang on a little longer. It takes a little longer when it's your first time and I want to make sure you are ready." 

Adam nodded, but didn't know how much longer he could wait. But, he trusted Travis and leaned down on his elbows, letting his head hang down. This arched his ass up a little and seeing that made Travis's dick thicken. He knew his sweet boyfriend had no idea how sexy he was. Everything he did only turned Travis on more. 

He grabbed the lube again and squirted it all over his tight little hole again.

Adam gasped as he felt Travis's fingers slide around in the lube, all over the outside of his hole. The hole he was dying to have Adam slide into. "Please, Travis! Please!" He knew he was begging like a slut, but didn't care. He needed him. "Make me yours!"

Travis suddenly slid three fingers in at once and stopped a moment, waiting to hear if Adam was in pain. Instead, Adam moved his ass around, trying to get him to wiggle his fingers again. Travis knew it was time. He wiggled inside Adam and then slowly, achingly slowly pulled them out one at a time. 

"Travis! Don't stop!"

"Adam, you're ready." He paused. "Baby, did you hear me? You're ready."

Adam looked back at him with lust in his eyes. "Then why aren't you inside my ass?"

Travis growled and poured lube all over his rock hard cock before he lined up the engorged head at the puckered little hole. "This is going to hurt, Adam. I'm sorry. I will be gentle." He push forward, heard Adam grunt a little. Watched as Adam's virgin hole opened for him and sucked in the head. 

Adam hissed through his teeth. The pain was sharp, but quickly dissipated. He heard Travis moan and knew he was having trouble staying still. He thrust his ass back a little, but Travis grabbed his hips and moaned.

"Wait, baby. Wait! I need to get you used to me. Let me push in a little more." He couldn't believe how unbelieve his hot ass felt. He slid another inch. Fuck, he was like hot silk! "Fuck Adam! Fuck! So fucking tight. So tight!"

Adam felt him slide in agonizingly slow and wanted more. "More, Travis. More!" he begged. 

Travis tried to slowly move in a little more and felt the pressure. Knew he had to go slow so he didn't tear him up. "Adam, take a breath and push out when I say to. It will help with the pain. Okay?" 

"Yes, Travis. Please!!" He thought Travis was being overly cautious and wanted him inside. He wanted to be one with him. 

"Okay, now!" Travis pushed harder suddenly felt his cock slide in faster. Adam had shifted a little and he wasn't sure if that helped, but suddenly his balls were pressed against his hole. 

"Travis!" Adam cried out a little. The pain was not horrific, but he did feel something shoot through him when Travis slipped all the way inside. He felt some fear creep back into him. "Travis..."

"Adam? Stay still. Just for a minute." His words hissed out of his clenched teeth. He was desperately trying to not move. 

"Oh, Travis. It's just that it did hurt and... oh, that feels good... oh, yeah. Can you feel that, Travis?" Adam suddenly felt his walls contracting around his man's cock and when he moved he felt something...something good, just outside his reach. He wiggled his ass around, trying to get Travis to move.

"Fuck! Adam! You are so fucking tight and I don't want to hurt you. Stop!" He ground out. Groaned as Adam thrust back and rubbed his ass cheeks against his stomach muscles. 

"Fuck! I can't hold back! I need to fuck you!" He shouted and pulled back until he was almost out before sliding back in.

Adam nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Adam's dick push against something inside. "What the hell was that?? Fuck! Fuck me! Do that again, Travis!" Adam was lost in sensations as Travis pulled back and slid hard into him again, brushing that same spot again. Adam's eyes nearly rolled back into his head as he moaned Travis's name over and over.

"You like that Adam?" he asked him. "You like my dick in your ass, baby?"

Adam just moaned. Felt Travis begin to slide in and out of him in rhythm. Felt his strong hands on his hips as he held on. Adam grabbed the sheets with both hands and leaned into the bed, struggling to breathe while sensations he had never experienced flooded his body. "Yes, Travis. Fuck, yes! I never knew it could be like this."

Travis smiled as he continued to slide in and out of his Adam. "Whose baby are you, Adam?"

"Yours, Travis. I belong to you." Adam whispered. He was in heaven. And then he felt Travis let go of one hip and reach around and grab Adam's hard cock. He began stroking it and Adam felt like he was going to die from feeling so good. He moaned and grunted as he felt Adam stroke his cock in rhythm with his thrusts into his ass.

"This is my cock, isn't it, Adam?" 

"God, yes! Everything I am is yours."

Travis nearly wept at that. "And do I belong to you, Adam?" His voice was quiet.

"Yes, Travis! You belong to me! I've never wanted anyone else. Just you!" 

Travis heard that and felt his heart fall down the rabbit hole. He was lost to anything else, other than the world he and Adam shared. "Baby, get ready. I am going to make you cum with me!"

Travis pumped in and out, faster and harder, knowing he couldn't hold back much longer. He stroked Adam's dick and listened to the sexy little moans that came from Adam as he lost himself to Travis's strokes. 

Adam's dick tensed and he knew he was about to cum and tried to tell Travis, but at the same time Travis pulled out and slid back in hard, hitting that sweet spot and Adam exploded. He felt his body come apart in the sky, felt the electricity hum through his body, as it tried to piece itself back together. His vision was flooded with colors in all kinds of patterns. He felt like he was drowning in sweet orgasm. Never had he experienced anything like this. He cried out Travis's name over and over.

Travis heard Adam calling him and felt himself give in. He blasted shot after shot of hot cum deep into Adam's ass. His Adam. "Fuck! Yeah! Fuck, Adam! Yes! Adam! Adam! Adam! I...I...oh, fuck, Adam." Travis felt tears on his cheeks and realized he was crying. It was all too much. 

He collapsed onto Adam's back as he felt himself explode into a million pieces and fall back down to the bed. He couldn't stop the tears. He pulled himself out and Adam turned onto his back, sweat giving an all over sheen to his skin. He couldn't tell, but he thought he saw tears in Adam's eyes, too. He wasn't sure. Adam reached up and pulled him against his chest and stroked his hair as he tried to pull himself together. 

They were quiet. The only sounds in the dark room were their ragged breathing as they both tried to calm themselves. 

Adam had never felt so loved in his life. He couldn't hide the tears and let them fall. What he had just experienced was so much more than he had ever imagined. Was sex always like this? No. He knew it was because he was with Travis. He had just given his heart and soul over to Travis. He didn't feel the least bit nervous about it, either. He was finally where he belonged.

Travis's heart was thundering in his chest. Fuck. He had never orgasmed like that in his life. He held tightly to Adam and didn't bother to hide the tears that fell from his eyes to Adam's chest. He just gave in and held on for dear life. He knew his life had just changed and he would never be the same again. 

They stayed that way for a while, neither wanting to shatter the moment. But Adam finally cleared his throat. 

"Um, I need to... to clean myself up." He blushed, a little embarrassed. "I...I'm leaking..."

Travis looked up at him and smiled. "Turn onto your stomach. I'll be right back." 

Adam watched him hop out of bed and disappear into the bathroom. Turned over carefully and waited for Travis to come back. 

When he did, he was carrying a towel he had wet with warm water. He sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully began to clean Adam off. He was careful to be gentle at his opening. But when he saw his cum dripping out of Adam's ass, he felt that primal reaction again. 'He's mine,' he thought to himself. Gently washed off his ass, his thighs, and then had an idea. 

"Hey, what if we took a long, hot bubble bath? We could order some champagne and some dinner."

Adam turned to smile at him. "I'd love that."

TO BE CONTINUED...



Travis and Adam Ch. 04



The sun was streaming in through the partially opened drapes and landing directly on Adam's face. His eyes fluttered opened and he grunted at the brightness, crossing his arm over his eyes and turning away. He felt his muscles cry out in frustration and the previous night's activities flooded his mind. He peeked out from under his arm and saw that Travis wasn't in the bed. 

He glanced at his cell and saw the time. Crap! He was going to be late to the booth. He sat up too quickly and swung his legs over the bed before he remembered his body was still recovering. His body ached, but he smiled anyway. God, last night had been the most incredible night of his life.

After he and Travis made love, they had ordered room service and some champagne. The two men had sat cross-legged on the bed, naked, facing each other as they enjoyed the intimacy that only two lovers can share. They drank champagne and talked. Talked about nothing and everything. 

He remembered the feather light touches Travis kept giving him on his shoulder, his knee, his arm. Anything to be close. Later, Travis had filled the over-sized tub with soothing, warm water and poured in the Eucalyptus bubble bath. He had slid in first and held out his hand for Adam, guiding him into the tub and settling him between his legs, with Adam's back leaning against Travis's chest. 

And they had stayed that way for what seemed a very long time. Neither had spoken for a few minutes when Adam turned to look back at Travis and saw unshed tears in his eyes. The look he gave Adam had filled his soul. He reached out and wiped away those tears with his thumbs and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Thank you," Adam had whispered. "Thank you." He hadn't needed to say more. He knew Travis understood him. He was thanking him for changing his life. He had turned then and leaned back into Travis's chest, feeling his protective arms encircle him, pulling him tight. 

Travis had washed Adam gently, lovingly. He wanted to return the favor, but Travis wouldn't let him.

Adam had just given him everything he ever needed or wanted and Travis wanted to make sure that he knew how much that meant to him. Wanted him to know that he treasured Adam and would never betray the gift he had been given. 

He had dried Adam off with one of the huge towels and then he had called housekeeping for new sheets. Adam had been mortified at first, but in the end was glad they were able to sleep on soft, clean sheets. Travis took a quick shower and joined Adam in bed, spooning him from behind and pulling him close. He fell asleep breathing in Adam's scent and felt a peace that was almost overwhelming. 

Adam dressed as quickly as he could and grabbed his laptop and cell before he headed out the door. Looking at his cell he realized he had a text from Travis.

HAD TO RUN AN ERRAND. I SET UP A WAKE-UP CALL FOR YOU IN CASE I DON'T GET BACK IN TIME. SEE YOU AT THE BOOTH. 

Adam smiled. Wondered if he should tell Travis he had slept through the call? No, he decided. Let him learn on his own that he was a really deep sleeper.

He arrived at the booth and quickly saw that Travis was still gone. He wondered what kind of errand he had. His cell vibrated in his pocket, noticed the ID showed it was his dad.

"Hi, Dad." 

"Adam. How's it going? I was hoping to give you a call last night, but your mom had me helping with several things around the house."

Adam smiled. He had been busy, too. Not that he was going to tell his dad what he had been busy doing last night. 

"So, anything going on? How's the convention?" 

"Good. Really good." He cleared his throat, thought he saw movement out of the corner of his eye and turned just as Travis slipped back into the booth with him. He had a shopping bag with him and smiled at Adam. 

Adam mouthed to him who was on the phone. 

Travis was glad to hear it was Mr. Martins. "Can I talk with him?"

"Um, Dad, Travis wants to talk with you." Paused a minute. "Um, yes, Travis knows you are my dad, now. Yeah, he's fine with it." Paused a little. "Yes, Dad, Travis is an outstanding young man. Yes, he has taught me a lot, trust me." Sent Travis a wicked little smile and for the first time, Travis was the one blushing. Adam handed the phone to Travis and let his hand linger a moment, loving the feel of his skin. 

"Hi, Sir. Yes, things are going great." Nodded as he listened to his boss. "Yes, yes. I think it was an excellent idea of yours to send Adam along with me." Gazed over at Adam. "Actually, that's why I wanted to talk to you. He has been taking the lead with the dealers and he has signed up 62 dealers." He pulled the phone away from his ear. Smiled. "Yes, Sir. That's what I said. 62 dealers. I will be scanning their paperwork later today and sending it over to the office."

Adam felt a little weird watching his boyfriend talking with his dad on the phone. Of course, his dad didn't know about the two of them. That might be a little tricky when they get back to the office. He and his dad were close and he didn't want to hide Travis, but he also wanted to respect Travis's privacy. That was something they definitely needed to discuss. 

An announcement came over the speakers announcing the upcoming plans for the morning and Travis let Mr. Martins go and handed the phone back to Adam. 

"Dad, the day is starting. I have to go." He smiled as he listened to his dad telling him how proud he was of him. "Thanks, Dad. Talk to you later."

Another announcement was just coming over the speaker. "Happy Valentine's Day! Thank you for spending the holiday with us. For you lovebirds out there, we are holding a raffle at noon for a free Valentine's dinner at the exclusive Steakhouse in our hotel. Be sure to fill out a ticket in the hotel lobby."

Crap! It was Valentine's Day? Adam had completely forgotten about that. Of course, he hadn't planned on having a boyfriend for the holiday, either. He looked at Travis and wondered if he realized what day it was. 

Travis had heard, but played it cool. He didn't want Adam to know his plans for him tonight. He laughed a little at himself. Never in his life had he cared about Valentine's Day. He always thought it was a holiday for heterosexual couples. He just couldn't ever see himself accepting a dozen roses. Or giving them. Funny how three days can change someone's mind. 

Adam and Travis barely had time to say good-morning before the doors opened and once again dealers flooded the room. They were less busy today, but that was to be expected. Most of the dealers had already stopped by the day before. 

He looked over at two women making their way to their booth. Smiled when he recognized one of them.

"Marie? It's Travis. How are you?" He stuck his hand out to greet her and she squealed, reaching across the table and trying to give him a hug. She was a large woman, which made it difficult, so he stepped out in front and let her have her hug.

"Travis! I didn't know you would be here!" Her loud voice carried through the room and many turned their heads at the sound. 

Adam watched the older, large woman pull Travis into a bear hug and almost lift him off the ground. He was a little shocked at that. He knew how solid Travis was and lifting him was no easy feat! The funny thing was, Travis didn't seem to be fazed by it at all. In fact, he was smiling. 

When Marie finally let Travis go, he shot a smile over to Adam. "Hey, come over here and meet Marie." 

Adam joined him out front and stuck his hand out to greet her. She clasped his hand with hers and nearly shook his arm off. 

Travis laughed. "Marie, this is Adam. Adam, Marie." He gestured between them as she let Adam's hand slide out of her grip. Laughed as he watched Adam involuntarily start to massage his hand. He slapped his hand on Adam's shoulder. "Adam, Marie is with Reddington Farms and they have their own dealership over near Tulsa. Her son and I roomed together in college and I spent a couple of summers at their farm." He grinned at her. "She makes a mean bowl of chili!"

"Oh, I bet you say that to all the moms!" She laughed and blushed a little. Suddenly, she remembered she wasn't alone. "Well, where are my manners?! This is Susan. She works at the dealership and is one great salesman!"

Introductions were made around the group again as they welcomed Susan. She seemed quiet, but friendly. Possibly a little overwhelmed by the convention. Most of the dealers were men and Travis imagined she had heard her fair share of chauvinistic jokes. He smiled at her and turned back to Marie.

"I was hoping you were going to be here. How have you been? How's Sean? I try to keep up with him and Sandy on Facebook. Looks like they are very happy."

"Yeah, they are still in that 'newlywed bliss' stage. Married two years and just as crazy about each other as ever." She stopped and smiled at him. "What about you? Any special man in your life?"

Adam froze. Travis had obviously come out to her. He slid his eyes over to Travis, wondering what he was going to say. 

"As a matter of fact, yes, there is a special man in my life." He turned to look at Adam and smiled. "A very special man in my life." 

Adam's heart melted when Travis slid his arm around his shoulders and he pulled him close to his side. 

Marie watched the cute young man Travis had his arm around. Saw him blush. Noted that he smiled over at Travis with a sweet, honest smile. No pretense there, she thought. The way he gazed at Travis, Marie knew the young man had already given his heart to Travis. Love just seemed to pour from his eyes and she wondered if Travis knew how far Adam had fallen. God, she wanted Travis to be happy. Travis was a very special man and he had helped her son at a time when no one else could. 

She remembered that day like it was yesterday. Travis was visiting the farm for the second summer. Everyone had noticed Sean change in behavior over the last few weeks. Really, it had started farther back. Probably around mid-spring semester. He was quick to anger, quicker to tears. He seemed sad one day, ecstatic the next. Several of his friends had given up on him. But not Travis. He stuck by Sean. 

Marie had known Travis was gay and before she really got to know him, she had often wondered if he had feelings for her son. But, whatever the reason was, Travis was a true friend. And thank god he had had been there.

When Travis had found Sean passed out in the bathroom with slashed wrists he had called 911 immediately and taken off his own shirt to tie around one wrist. Grabbed a towel and held it onto the other. 

No one else had been home and if Travis hadn't found him, Sean would have surely bled out. They soon found out that Sean was bi-polar and had been feeling depressed and suicidal for quite some time. When he first got the diagnosis, he refused to believe it and even worse, refused to take his medication. Only Travis had been able to get through to him. Only Travis could help him understand that this was just something he was born with. 

Those next few months had been hard, but eventually Sean's meds helped stabilize him and now, years later, he still took them. Never wanting to feel like that again. 

Tears shone in her eyes as she looked at Travis holding his Adam so close. Ah, she thought...to be young and in love. And on Valentine's Day! She sniffled a little, grabbed a Kleenex from her purse. 

Travis watched her become emotional and was sure his presence was reminding her of the hell Sean had gone through years ago. He pulled his arm away from Adam's shoulders and reached over to give her a hug. 

She laughed. "I feel like such a damn, old fool!" She smiled at him and pulled herself together. "Well, Travis, tell me about this company you work for? Should I sign up?"

Adam smiled and let Travis do the talking this time. He noticed another dealer standing at the booth and left Travis's side to take care of them. His heart was full as he tried to focus on the job in front of him. 

Travis signed up Marie as a dealer and promised to keep in touch, before she left to meet up with a representative from John Deere. 

The rest of the morning was sort of slow and they both began to get a little antsy cooped up behind the booth. Travis excused himself a few times throughout the morning and Adam noted that he left with the shopping bag one of those times and came back without it. His curiosity was peaked, but let it go. If Travis wanted him to know, he would share.

It was during one of Travis's frequent departures from the booth that Adam felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and a shiver ran down his spine. Michael and Ben had taken off for a break, so their booth was empty. The vendor across from him was busy talking on his cell. He couldn't find anything amiss, but took his time and scanned the room for...well, if he was being honest with himself, he was searching for Albert. He saw no sign of him, though. 

God, his guts had twisted when Albert meandered up to the booth the day before. Smiling. As if this was something he did every day. 

"Adam," his voice had been dripping with phony pleasantry, "how nice to see you! How long has it been, old friend?"

He had sounded like he was just bumping into an old buddy. The color had drained from Adam's face in seconds. He remembered feeling trapped and tried his best not to panic. Albert had caused him enough panic in his life already. 

Adam wasn't even sure what he said to him. He just needed him to leave. His eyes had searched the room for Travis, silently praying for him to rescue him. But, then again, Travis didn't know anything about Albert. 

It had been years since he had seen or heard from him. He had almost let himself believe that Albert had finally let him go. He should have known it was too much to hope for. Thankfully, Travis had arrived and forced him to leave. And then he had rescued him again last night!

When he had watched Travis shove Albert into the elevator, Adam had never been more turned on in his life. He had felt like a silly school boy meeting his hero and....oh, god... he remembered.... Had he really begged Travis to take him? Had he really offered to let Travis take him in the hall? Had he really said all that? 

He felt that oft-present blush increase in his cheeks as images from last night flashed through his mind. Fuck! He was getting hard just thinking of Travis inside him. He felt himself shudder as he looked up and saw Travis walking his way. God, he was sexy. His broad shoulders, hips and thighs moved with confidence and ease. He instinctively licked his bottom lip as he let his gaze drop to the bulge in his jeans. 

Travis slipped in behind him and chuckled. "You look flushed, baby... is there anything I can...do...for you?" His voice was husky and hot against Adam's neck. 

Adam glanced around. No one was looking their way. He twirled around to face Travis and brazenly placed his hand on the bulge, ever so slightly rubbing him through his jeans. 

Travis's eyes widened and his dick hardened and pressed against the damn fabric, begging to be let out. He groaned quietly. "You better be careful, Adam. If you start something here, I may just finish here. Do you want me to take you right here?"

Adam gasped and pulled back his hand. He knew Travis was teasing, but still... He looked into Travis's eyes and saw pure desire. Lust. Like Adam was his prey and Travis hadn't eaten in a long, long time. 

Travis's eyes flashed dangerously as he almost forgot where he was and considered bending Adam over the damn table. After last night, he was having trouble keeping his impulses in control. He had never felt anything like he did last night when he was with Adam. Inside Adam. Holding Adam. 

Adam smiled, but his chin quivered a little. He tried desperately to tear his eyes from Travis's, but he felt powerless. Thankfully, Travis closed his eyes, breaking Adam free of the almost hypnotic state he was in. He felt his heart pounding, the beat thrumming through his entire body. The feelings Travis triggered in Adam were more intense than anything he had ever known.

Travis was trying very hard to gain control of himself, as well. Whenever he was around Adam, he felt like a horny teenager. All he could think about was being with Adam. Kissing him. Touching him. Licking him. Sucking him. God, he was going to lose his fucking mind! He opened his eyes and was relieved to see that Adam had turned away. When he had seen Adam watching him from across the room, he felt desire hit him like a punch. But when he saw Adam lick his bottom lip, he could have cum in his jeans right there. There was something about Adam's lips that drove him crazy. They were so sweet. And sexy. 

He noticed Ben and Michael were back and thought a few minutes out of the booth might cool him off a little. 

"Hey, I'm going to go chat with Ben and Michael for second, okay?" He hated that his voice sounded strained. 

Adam bit back a smile. Nodded. Watched him walk out into the room. Couldn't take his eyes off Travis's ass. 

"Alone at last!" 

He whipped his head around to find Albert leaning over the table. Smiling that disgusting smile. 

"Get the hell away from me!" 

"What's wrong, Adam?" Albert feigned wide-eyed innocence and pulled his hands back like he was surrendering. "I come bearing no ill will. Even after that ruffian attacked me while you simply stood there and let him! But, sweetheart, we can talk about that later."

"Look, I have a restraining order against you. You have five seconds before I call the cops." Adam pulled his cell from his pocket. 

"But, Adam, I didn't break the restraining order, sweetie. You did! My family owns this hotel and you are my guest. I would never want to cause you harm, but if you want to keep your rescuer safe, you had better be nice to me." Albert's sing-song voice made Adam feel ill.

"What do you mean?" he growled out. 

"Why, sugar, he assaulted me. On my own property! I should have him arrested." 

Adam's eyes grew wide and he froze. Oh, god, he couldn't let anything happen to Travis! 

"Ah, I see that we may now have an understanding. Good." 

Just then Travis looked over and observed what was happening. He moved faster than he ever had in his life. He may not know why Albert was messing with Adam, but he knew that Adam was scared. And that's all he needed to know for now. 

He stepped up to Albert until his face was an inch away. The oily man jumped back, startled that Travis had shown up. 

"Get the fuck away from my boyfriend, you snake. Come near him again and I will call the hotel security, do you understand?" Travis was enraged that his sniveling man felt entitled enough to even speak to Adam. 

Albert's lips curled into a hideous smile. "Oh, yes, we certainly wouldn't want the hotel security to get involved, would we Adam?" But he stepped back from Travis. "But, your wish is my command." With a wave at Adam, he stepped back into the aisle, turned and headed out the double doors.

Travis wanted to jump the table to get to Adam, but held back. He hurriedly slid back behind the table and took Adam into his arms. He didn't care who saw him. Adam was shaking. Travis decided then and there they were done for the day. He quickly made a sign on the table saying: LEFT EARLY. BE BACK AT 9AM TOMORROW.

Travis grabbed the laptop and Adam's hand and pulled him swiftly through the room and out the double doors. He punched the button and waited for the elevator. Adam looked down at his hand in Travis's. He glanced around and saw a few people notice, but no one seemed to be making an issue of it. The door slid open and Travis pulled him in, pressed the 'Close Doors" button before anyone else could join them. 

Travis stayed silent, his hand tightly gripping Adam's. The ride was short and within a minute he was opening their hotel room door and ushering Adam in. Travis dropped his hand and gestured for him to take a seat on the sofa. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 04



"Do you want something from the mini bar?" 

Adam started to say no, but then nodded yes. He wasn't a big drinker, but he felt the need for a little liquid courage. "Bourbon. Neat."

Travis raised his eyebrow at that, but pulled a mini bottle out, grabbed a glass and poured. He decided he'd have the same and grabbed another mini bottle. 

By the time he made his way over to the sofa, Adam was shaking. He put the drink in Adam's hand. "Drink!"

Adam looked up at him and drank the liquid while Travis took a seat next to him, turn to face him, one leg bent, laying the sofa and one arm laying across the back edge. He sipped his drink and watched Adam for a minute.

"Are you ready?"

Adam nodded and set his empty glass down on the end table near him. He looked up at Travis. 

"Tell me about Albert." Travis's voice was smooth. Calm. It wasn't an order, but Adam knew he needed to know the truth. 

Adam felt a little sick. It had been so long since he had had to worry or even think about Albert that he didn't know where to start. He reached up and raked his fingers through his hair. Decided to just dive in.

"Albert..." he paused, took a deep breath, "Albert was a teaching assistant for my English Professor my junior year of college. He...well, he seemed to take an- an interest...I guess you would say... in me." He wanted to laugh at how naïve he had been. 

Travis just waited, keeping quiet. This was Adam's story to tell and if he had questions, he would ask them when Adam finished. He nodded at him, giving him the silent okay to go on.

"I was shy in college." His mouth twisted in a wry smile. "Hell, I've been shy all my life. It wasn't until the last couple of years that I began to come out of my shell. But college was especially hard. I had a hard time making friends. I was that nerdy guy that spent his weekends studying, never really leaving the dorm, unless I went to the library." He searched Travis's face for any sign of pity or disgust. He imagined Travis had always had friends; he was always confident in who he was. Adam didn't see anything in Travis's eyes that made him feel small, though. Only tenderness.

"I was struggling a little in my English class and Albert caught up with me in the hall after class one day. Actually, I bumped into him. Literally. I wasn't looking and he sort of popped up in front of me. He offered to tutor me the rest of the semester to help pull my grade up. We started meeting a couple evenings a week and to give him some credit, my grade did raise. But, I started to get the feeling he was interested in something more than a tutor/student relationship." Adam shifted in his seat, remembering all those times Albert touched him and he hadn't had the courage to stop him. "We hung out a few times, but I never really felt that way about him. There seemed to be something off about him. I pushed that thought aside in my desperation for a friend."

Adam was beginning to feel the effects of the bourbon. His body slowly warmed up and he leaned back against the sofa, letting his head fall back. "God, I was so stupid, Travis." He sighed. "Are you hot? It seems really hot in here."

Travis pulled himself from the sofa and adjusted the thermostat, stopped at the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water on his way back. He settled back in for the rest of the story, handing hte bottle over to Adam, who chugged about half before plunking it down on the end table. 

Adam looked over at Travis. "Thanks." He paused, trying to remember where he left off. "So, over the semester I ignored his flirting. I even half-convinced myself that I was imagining things. Albert comes from money. Lots of money. He always tried to pay when we went out to a movie, or whatever. I never let him, though. I always paid my own way. If he was interested in being more than friends, I didn't want to lead him on. See, I had never seen the other side of Albert. To me, he was just a quirky guy. I got the feeling he was lonely, though."

Adam grabbed the water bottle and swallowed the rest of the bottle quickly. His throat felt dry and his skin felt warm. He sat up a little and unbuttoned a couple of buttons before yanking his shirt off over his head and sending it flying across the room. 

Travis tried not to think about how sexy Adam looked sitting there in a white tank and faded jeans. Unfortunately, his cock didn't care what he was thinking and twitched under his boxers. He held the groan in when he saw Adam reach down to pull off his shoes. 

Travis grabbed his leg and pulled both of them so they were on the sofa with Adam's feet laying in his lap. "Go on, Adam." He quietly began slipping off Adam's shoes and socks and tossed them to the ground. 

"Yeah, um, okay." He looked at Travis's hands on his bare feet and sighed when he began massaging them with his strong fingers. "Well, as the semester was drawing to a close, I mentioned to Albert that I didn't think I needed any more tutoring. That I felt I was ready for the final."

"How did he take that?"

"I thought he was fine. Until a couple of days later. He called and wanted to have dinner. I told him I couldn't because I was studying. Which was true. Finals in all my classes were coming up. Just because he wasn't tutoring me anyway, didn't mean I wasn't going to still hang out or be friends with him. But... well, he definitely took it that way. I could hear the disappointment in his voice and I guess I felt guilty. I finally agreed to dinner that night. God, I swear I wasn't trying to lead him on. I thought maybe if we had a nice dinner he and I could talk and I could make him understand I just wanted to be friends." He raised his right arm to lay across the back of the couch. "To say it didn't go well would be an understatement."

Travis downed the rest of his bourbon as he waited for Adam to go on. He gently went back to massaging his feet, letting his hands slide up his ankles and then to his calves a little. He loved the hair on his legs and began tracing feather light circles on his lower calves and back down to his ankles.

A little sigh escaped Adam's lips and Travis knew he was distracting him from finishing their conversation. Reluctantly, he pulled his hands out and patted his leg on the outside of the jeans, urging him to continue. 

"He ended up taking me to this insanely expensive French restaurant. I was completely out of my element. When I walked in, the maître de started fussing that I wasn't wearing a tie. Hell," Adam snorted a little, "I wasn't even wearing slacks. I had on a pair of jeans and a button down shirt. I had no freaking idea he was taking me there." He stopped and chuckled a little remembering. God, he had felt like a fish out of water. 

Travis slid his hand back up his calf and gave a little squeeze, quietly asking him to continue.

"Um, anyway," he cleared his throat, raked a hand through his hair, "Albert told them to leave us alone and apparently they know his family- I guess anyone who donates a million dollar anything to a college is treated like royalty- and they let us in as is. Although we were guided to a small table towards the back."

He grabbed for his water bottle and realized it was empty. Travis quickly got up and grabbed him another, handed it to Adam. After a few swallows, he was ready to go on. 

"Anyway, he ordered everything for us. I had no freaking idea what I was going to have for dinner." He smirked a little. "I knew Albert was sort of wound tight, but now I could see he was a little controlling, too. While we were waiting, he took my hand and began pouring his heart out to me. I was stunned and uncomfortable. I had hoped I could let him down gently. But, no, he was talking about traveling Europe with me, visiting Italian vineyards, seeing Paris. It was freaking me out. I tried to pull my hand away, but he held tight. Told me had waited for this day since the day he met me. That I was his soul-mate! He wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise. Finally our appetizers arrived and he pulled his hand away for a moment. I knew it was then or never."

Travis was saw Adam clench his jaw. "It's okay. Adam. You can tell me anything."

Adam looked into Travis's eyes. "I know. I just feel bad that I hurt him that night. Maybe if I hadn't... well, hindsight, right?"

Travis nodded. "It didn't sound like you had a choice. Not if you wanted to be honest."

Travis's understanding fueled his resolve to get the rest of the story out about that horrible night. "Yeah, so I finally jumped in. I told him I was flattered, but that I really only cared about him as a friend. His eyes got so big and his skin became completely white. It was almost like he hadn't even considered that I wouldn't be with him. I am not sure what he had built up in his head, but the night was not going as he planned. He suddenly grabbed my hand and squeezed really tight, pleading with me with his eyes. It was sad and I didn't know what to do. I felt like a monster, Travis. A goddamn monster. And I hurt the only friend I even had at college." Adam felt unshed tears on his lashes, brushed them away and looked at Travis again. Wondered if Travis thought he was an ass that had let Albert on? Once again, he didn't see any condemnation in his gaze. Only compassion. 

"The night ended quickly. He stood up and threw money down on the table, leaving me. I wasn't sure what to do. Should I follow him? Stay and eat... But he left and that made up my mind. I apologized to the waiter and added a little money to the tip before I called a cab and headed back to the college. I don't think I slept that night."

"But, you still had to see him in class, right?" Travis asked. 

Adam nodded. "And he made his move the next day." Adam rubbed his temple as the memories flooded back. ""I got home from class and the room was filled with balloons. All colors of the rainbow. There was an envelope on my bed with my name on it. I immediately recognized Albert's handwriting and was suddenly filled with dread." A shudder ran through him. Even today that card freaked him out.

"I opened it and it had a picture of red roses on the front and said 'To My Love'. When I opened it the pre-printed poem or message was blacked out. Instead he had scrawled horrible things all over the inside. Calling me his and how I had teased him long enough and that if he couldn't have me, no one else could. Basically a bunch of crazy shit." He laughed, but not because it was funny. No, Adam laughed because he had been so clueless. "Crap. Like I said, I thought he might have had some interest, but I had no idea he was unstable. That was the first of many, many more cards and gifts. I tried avoiding him, but of course, he was in my English class and I had to see him then. He would always smile at me and ask how my day was going. As if he hadn't just snuck into my room and left a leather dog collar on my pillow."

Travis coughed, shocked. "What?!"

Adam looked over to him. "Oh, that was one of his tamer gifts. Let's see," he paused and thought back, "within the timespan of about two weeks, I received more than a dozen cards, a butt plug, a large hot pink dildo, the dog collar, a Kindle, a leather whip, a book on bondage- with a handwritten note inside telling me how wonderful it would be when I finally submitted to him." He shook his head. "He even signed me up for a gay bondage magazine."

Travis held his rage back, but it was boiling just under his skin. "What did the school do about him?"

Adam grimaced. "I, um, didn't tell them at first." 

"Why not?" Travis was shocked.

"See, I didn't want to be responsible for Albert getting suspended or expelled from the school. I felt like it was my fault for hurting him. I wondered if I had given him signs without realizing it. I mean, sometimes a person can do that, right?" He didn't wait for a response. "Plus, I wasn't sure if anyone would believe me. He came from such a rich, well- connected family."

"But, you had all that proof!"

"Yeah, I did. And for some reason I held onto all of it. I didn't throw anything out, even though that was my first instinct. I kept everything in a box in the closet. But, it was his next move that...well, fuck... let's just say he stepped up the level of crazy." 

Adam still felt warm. Reached down to unbuckle his belt and then unsnapped the top of his jeans. He looked over at Travis and forgot what he was doing. "Hi." He smiled at the sexy man.

Travis smiled back. God, his boyfriend was a lightweight. The bourbon was really starting to affect him. He stared down at this half-opened jeans, wanting to tug the zipper down for him. No, he told himself, focus!

"Adam," he prompted him. 

"Oh, hi Travis." Adam said, a dreamy little smile playing at his lips. 

"What did Albert do next?"

Adam's eyes flashed, remembering what they were talking about. "That dickhead photoshopped my head to a photo showing some guy with a tiny dick jacking off. Then he printed it out and put it on EVERYONE'S desk in my class! On the same day I had two finals- including English!"

"Fuck," Travis whispered. 

"And then when I ignored him again and tried to deal with the humiliation and just finish the damn semester, I actually get called into the Dean's office! They accused me of printing it and handing it out! Basically, they accused me of being some sort of sick pervert. They even said they had a witness! I knew immediately that it was Albert. They were going to expel me!" His long-held anger came back to the surface. "God, I was pissed, Travis. And then I remembered the box in the closet." He laughed. "They actually had a school security guard 'escort' me back to my room to get the box. Me! I was the victim! I guess when your daddy donates a million dollar building, you are guaranteed to never get in trouble." He smiled at Travis. "At least, that's what Albert thought." 

"Hold that thought," Travis said and went to grab a couple waters. He knew Adam still had the second bottle he had given him earlier, but figured it was hot by now. Besides, his throat felt tight and he was worried about Adam. He looked flushed. Hot and angry. He hurried back and handed one of the bottles to Adam. "Drink it, baby. You look hot."

Adam drained the bottle quickly, letting the cold water slide down his throat. He left it in his hand, but Travis saw it start tipping and grabbed it away from him and set it on the floor next to his feet. Adam didn't seem to notice.

"Go on, Adam." Travis urged quietly.

Adam pressed his lips together in a flat line, finally sighed and started back on his story. 

"When we got to my room, the door had red graffiti on it. 'Cocksucker'. 'Whore'. 'Faggot'... they were all scrawled in big red letters across the door. The security guard that had escorted me motioned for me to step back and held his finger to his lips so I would keep quiet. I was a little freaked out and don't think I could have gone in without being pushed, anyway. So, he opened my door noiselessly and slipped into the room."

"What happened?"

"I heard this scream and then some yelling and suddenly Albert burst out of my room! He was naked, except for something red on his cheeks and his chest. And he was holding a knife. He was panicky and his eyes were wild. I mean, crazy wild. When he saw me, he lunged and I stepped aside in time." He stopped and took a deep breath. 

Travis had scooted closer and placed his hand on Adam's arm on the back of the sofa. Adam felt his calming presence and continued. "Adam dropped the knife and I can't believe it, but I actually bent down to pick it up to get it out of the way. God, I was an idiot! He looked at me with this sick smile and just as I reached it, he ripped it from my hands. He leered and raised his hand over his head, but I heard something behind him and suddenly the guard inside my room jumped him and tackled him to the floor. Albert was so shocked he didn't struggle when the guy took the knife away and used his plastic restraints to cuff him."

"Fuck! You could have been killed." Travis could hardly believe it.

"Yeah, well... thank god that I was forced to have an escort. When he went inside, he found my bedding had been slashed. He found Albert in the closet with the knife. He had lunged at the guard thinking it was me. Apparently he got in a pretty good hit because it took the security guy a minute to pull himself back up."

"Wow. Just...wow!" Travis was shocked. This guy was psychotic. 

"Yeah, I know. Later, when they went through the box of items I had saved they found a couple of snakeskins. I told them I had never seen them before. And before you ask, no, I have no freaking clue what those meant. Oh, and the red paint on the door and his body? Wasn't paint. The sick freak stole blood from the lab." Adam shivered. 

"Did he get expelled?" 

"Oh, yeah. And arrested, of course. He pled the charges down, but had to enter a psychiatric hospital until medical staff felt he was stable. They said he would have a minimum of five years. And I was immediately told to place a restraining order on him for the rest of my life. Apparently, he had some sort of diary detailing how he was going to kidnap and torture me. They never told me about what it said, really, bit it was apparently some sick shit."

"And you never talked to him again? Until now?"

"Not exactly. That first year, he somehow got phone privileges I started getting weird, rambling voice mails. Poems he wrote to me. Sick things. I changed my number and that was it for calls. But, he did mail me a letter once. Well, really more of a picture."

Travis raised an eyebrow. 

"It was a magazine picture of a snake. He had cut out my name in magazine letters and glue it across the top."

"What the hell?"

"Yeah, I never did figure out the snake thing. It never made any sense to me. He is crazy, though. Don't let him fool you. I can't believe I didn't remember his family owned this hotel." 

"Are you okay? Do you want to leave tonight instead of tomorrow? I think your dad would understand." Travis paused as a thought struck him. "Wait. Does your dad know about Albert?"

"Oh, yeah. Both my parents know. Even my sister. They all went with me to the sentencing. And no, I am not going to let Albert ruin my life. No, I don't like knowing he may still be here in the hotel, but I don't feel threatened. First of all, I have you." 

Travis's heart soared. Damn right, he had me, he thought!

"You make me feel safe, Travis." He smiled a little and let his gaze travel from Travis's eyes down his chest and back up. "You are so strong. God, I love your muscles." He reached out to touch Travis.

"Wait. You said first of all, so what's the second reason you don't want to leave early?"

"Oh, well surely the medical professionals wouldn't have let Albert go if he was still unstable."

Oh, god, Travis thought as he tried not to roll his eyes, his boyfriend was so naïve. He was so trusting. A man like Albert, with a family and connections like he had, could surely pay someone off to release him anytime. But he wasn't going to scare him. 

"So, you still have an active restraining order against him?"

Adam's eyes looked a little unfocused. 

"Adam?" 

"Yeah?" Adam felt tired. The story and the bourbon took a lot out of him.

"The restraining order. Do you still have it?"

"Oh, yeah. But Albert told me it didn't matter because I came to him."

"Well, he's an ass and I don't believe anything he says. He may be right, but I would think he can't approach you without getting into some trouble."

Adam wasn't really paying attention anymore. Travis realized their conversation was over for now. "We have several hours before dinner. Do you want to take a nap?"

Adam nodded. Stood up and swayed a tiny bit. Travis grabbed him and walked him gently to the bed, where he plopped down on his back and closed his eyes. He reached down and unzipped the jeans and slid them over Adam's slim hips, throwing them over a chair. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 04



"Thanks, Trav." He murmured, sliding under the blankets. 

God, he was so cute in his tank and boxer briefs. He couldn't help himself, he slipped out of his clothes and slid under the sheet with him, pulled him in close. Adam snuggled closer and tucked his head under Travis's chin, his forehead resting against his man's hairy chest. He breathed in deep and smelled Travis. Sighed and let himself drift off to sleep. 

Travis was still too angry to sleep. The fact that a disturbed person was out there, possibly still in the hotel, that wanted to hurt Adam made him seethe. He held Adam tighter and tried to calm himself. He buried his face in Adam's soft, clean hair and felt better. Breathed in Adam's scent over and over until he felt soothed. Soon, he was asleep too. They were safe in their own little cocoon. At least for now. 

It was past 6:00pm when Travis stirred. Damn! Travis had made reservations at the steak place in the hotel for 7:00. He shook Adam a little. "Baby? Wake up. We're going to miss dinner."

Adam's eyes fluttered open. It took him a minute to remember what was going on. Why he was in bed at this time of day. "Mm, what did you say, Travis?" He moved in closer and kissed his boyfriend's neck. Started to play with the black curly hair covering the tattoo. 

"Hey, Adam, I made reservations for dinner. For Valentine's Day!" Travis suddenly felt self-conscience. He had wanted to make their first Valentine's Day special and wanted to surprise him. What if he didn't like the present he bought?

"Seriously?" Adam sat up. "You are taking me out for Valentine' Day?" Adam was blushing.

"Well, of course. Let's get ready. I want to show off my boyfriend to everyone and let them eat their hearts out!"

Adam's blush deepened and Travis smiled. "God, you are too cute for your own good, Adam."

They made it to the restaurant on time, but barely. And they still had a little wait before they could get seated. When they were finally ushered to their table, Travis was glad to see it was near an outside window. The night sky was beautiful and the lights from the city twinkled below them. He grinned over at Adam and saw he was smiling, too. Travis just wanted Adam to enjoy the evening and not even think about that bastard, Albert, tonight. 

Travis reached over the table and took Adam's hand. "You have a beautiful smile, Adam. Sometimes when I look at you and you smile, you take my breath away."

Adam blushed, but squeezed Travis's hand. He couldn't form the words to tell him he felt the same way, but hoped Travis knew it. 

They ordered and decided to share an appetizer sample platter. Both ordered steak and baked potato. When the waitress asked if they wanted to order any wine, Travis glanced at Adam and raised an eyebrow. Adam nodded. 

"Yes, ma'am, we would love a bottle." Adam watched as Travis picked a wine. He was impressed with Travis. He knew nothing about wine. He felt his heart flutter and let his mind wander. This attraction he felt for Travis was something he had never felt. He felt he needed him to breathe sometimes! He took a deep breath and tuned back in to what Travis was saying.

"Thanks, ma'am. My boyfriend and I are celebrating our first Valentine's Day." His eyes twinkled at Adam and turned back to the waitress. "First of many."

She smiled. "I wish I had a boyfriend that wanted to take me out for Valentine's Day. You are so lucky!" She smiled at Adam. 

"Yes." He looked at Travis. "Yes, I am." 

Travis felt a blush creep across his face. Adam was looking at him with pure lust. He was surprised since they were in a crowded restaurant, but the look in Adam's eyes made it clear that he didn't care who saw. Travis felt a sense of contentment. They were out in the open and acting like any couple. He did wonder what they were going to do when they were back to their normal lives. 

"Adam?"

"Yes?"

"We haven't really talked about what happens when the convention is over." Travis shifted a little in his seat. This was an uncomfortable conversation, but they needed to talk it over. 

Adam's eyes flashed. "What do you mean?" 

"Well, we work together. Neither of us is out at work. Your dad is my boss."

"Your point is what?"

"Okay, look I'm just going to say it. I want to come out at work. My friends and family know I'm and I don't like living a lie. I would have sooner or later, but now that we're together... I want to tell the whole world I am with you." He was nervous. Travis wasn't used to putting his heart out there like that. He looked at Adam again. 

Adam was beaming. His eyes were bright as he spoke. "I feel the same way. I mean, it's our personal life, but I don't want to hide our relationship. I want to be straight forward with it."

Travis fought the urge to stand up and pull Adam into a big embrace. It wasn't that he worried about showing affection tonight. No, he just didn't trust himself to stop there. He wanted to rip his man's clothes off and feed him his dinner while he was naked. Fortunately, the appetizers arrived and Adam was saved!

They enjoyed the evening out immensely. Wine, candlelight, good food... and wonderful company. They held hands across the table as they sipped their wine and decided on a dessert. 

"Well, if it ain't a couple of faggots holding hands! How sweet!" 

They both turned the direction of the booming voice and gazed upon an older man, probably his fifties, with an untrimmed gray beard and black hair sprinkled with gray. He was paunchy and not much to look at, but the woman draped across his arm sure was. She was probably no more than twenty-one and had bleach blonde hair and bright make-up. Her dress barely covered her breasts and if she bent over, her ass would probably stick out. 

Adam started to pull his hand back, but Travis held tight.

"Excuse me, ass-wipe, do you have a problem?" His calm, clear voice masked his anger, but anyone looking into Travis's eyes saw the fury flashing there.

The man must have been a complete idiot, because he sauntered over, dragging the half-dressed bimbo with him. "Hell, yeah, I got a problem. You fuckin' faggots holding hands in front of us good people here is a problem! You need to get the fuck outta here!"

Travis stared at the moron in front of him and glanced over at Adam. His boyfriend's face was beet red and he was shaking. Travis squeezed his hand and let it go before standing up to face the asshole. He was easily 7" taller than the older man and as he rose to tower over him, the prick took a step back. 

"My boyfriend and I have done nothing wrong and I am not going to waste my time defending myself to a self-righteous ass. If you have a problem with us, you are welcome to leave. If you say one more goddamn thing to me, unless it's an apology, or a 'let me pay for your dinner for being such a redneck moron', I will kick your ass." He stared down at the man and waited for his decision. The entire restaurant was quiet. 

"Come on, baby," the young woman whined, pulling on his arm, "let's get out of here. Let's go back to our room and order room service."

The man looked at her and back at Travis. He finally decided that he was better off leaving with her and turned around to leave. Travis watched him retreating back and turned to smile at Adam. "What an ass."

Adam was grinning at him like he was some sort of superhero. He sat back down and took Adam's hand. Just as Travis opened his mouth to speak, they both heard it. Clapping. Quietly at first, but then it built up until the room was clapping and rooting him on.

The manager came over and apologized for the rude man and comped their dinner. He thanked him for being brave enough to stand up to bigotry. 

As they enjoyed dessert, several patrons came up and wished them a Happy Valentine's Day. Both of them were a little overwhelmed by the attention and soon decided to head on up to their room. Adam slipped his hand into Travis's as they left the restaurant. They were too busy looking at each other to see the smiles on a lot of diner's faces. They were also too busy to notice the well-dressed man talking to the manager.

But Albert saw them. And he was seething with rage. 

Travis could hardly wait to get his man into the hotel room and practically dragged him out of the elevator. Adam didn't mind. He was so hot for Travis he could hardly wait to feel his hands on him.

The minute the door opened, Travis pulled him in and pressed him against the wall, his mouth finding Adam's quickly. Adam moaned as he felt Travis's tongue invade his mouth and soon their tongues were dueling and twirling against each other. 

Adam snaked his arms around Travis's shoulders and slid one hand into his hair and let his other hand play with Travis's ear. Travis pulled back and shivered and Adam knew he had found a sensitive spot. He moved his lips across his cheek, placing little kisses along Travis's jaw and over to his ear. He flicked his tongue out to lick his earlobe and felt his boyfriend's sharp intake of breath. He sucked it into his mouth for a minute before letting go and using his tongue to trace the edge of his ear. 

Travis was losing his mind. Adam's hot breath on his ear was sending currents of electricity directly to his cock. He slid his hands into Adam's waist band and started to unbuckle his belt. 

"I need you, Adam." He moaned and rubbed his hips against Adam's. 

Adam pulled away just a little and whispered, "Then take me, Travis."

Travis growled and reached his hands around to Adam's ass and cupped his cheeks, pulling him closer. He found the curve in Adam's neck and sucked and nipped while he slid his hands back to his waist band and then yanked his shirt up, nearly choking Adam in the process. 

"Buttons!" Adam said, his voice muffled underneath his clothing.

"Crap! I'm sorry, baby!" Travis pulled the shirt down and saw Adam's eyes were sparkling with laughter. He smiled back and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons before sliding it and the tank over his head again. Finally he could touch Adam's chest and he yanked his own shirt off, wanting to feel their skin pressed against each other. 

Adam finished unzipping his pants and started to pull them from his hips. Travis knelt down and helped him, pulling his briefs off at the same time. Adam's hard dick slapped up against his stomach. Travis couldn't help himself. He pushed Adam back against the wall with one hand and wrapped his other hand around the base of his throbbing dick. He moaned when he saw the string of precum leaking from the slit and lapped it up, savoring his flavor. 

Adam moaned and braced himself against the wall. He ran one of his hands through Travis's hair and tried to guide him to take him into his mouth. 

Travis settled himself a little better on his knees and quickly ran his tongue up the underside of his shaft before sliding the engorged head through his wet lips. 

Adam gasped. "Yes!"

His tongue licked and swirled all over the top, lapping up any precum that leaked out, before taking him deeper. He sucked Adam's dick into his mouth until his nose was buried in his wiry bush and breathed in his scent. He heard Adam grunt at the intense sensations on his dick and slowly pulled out, letting his tongue press against the slit again. 

"Please, Travis," Adam begged. "Please!"

Travis knew what he was begging for, but wanted to hear the words. He slipped Adam's cock out of his mouth and looked up. "Please what? Tell me what you want, baby?" His voice was thick with emotion as he slipped one hand down to cup his nuts. "Say it, baby!"

Adam moaned and looked down at Travis on his knees, his lips less than an inch from his aching cock. "Suck me off, Travis! I want my sexy boyfriend to suck my cock and make me cum! Please!" 

Travis loved to hear him beg. All he wanted to do at this moment was to pleasure Adam. He slid his tongue up the shaft once more before he plunged his pulsing dick deep into his throat, causing Adam to cry out and grab his hair again. 

"Fuck, yeah! Suck that cock, Travis! Suck me off!" Adam was lost in pleasure of having his dick in his man's hot, velvety throat. "Fuck!" 

Travis felt Adam's dick throb and he started to slide it out some, letting himself grab some air, before he felt Adam thrust his hips into him. Suddenly, Adam was fucking Travis's mouth with all he had. 

"Fuck yeah! That's it! Take it down your throat. You wanted this all day, didn't you? I'm going to shoot my mother fucking hot cum into your throat, Travis!" Adam had lost all control. He was thrusting into Travis's mouth over and over. In and out. And he wasn't gentle.

Travis had never seen this side of Adam and was so turned on, he thought he might shoot his load in his jeans without any direct stimulation. He liked to be in control, but this was turning him on more than he ever thought it could. Adam was so hot when he took charge! And there was no doubt about it: right now Adam was in complete control of Travis. He would do anything Adam asked him to and wondered if Adam even knew that.

He felt Adam's dick twitch and tense and knew he was close. 

"Fuck! I'm about to fucking cum. Tell me you want my cum, Travis! Say it!" Adam made his demand loudly. They were still against the wall near the door into the hallway and he didn't care who heard him. 

Travis pulled him out of his mouth for a second. "Give it to me, baby. You know I want all of your hot cum. I need it!" With that, he sucked Adam's entire dick back into his mouth, swallowed a little to slide him farther into his throat. The wiry pubes tickled his nose and he felt Adam tense. In seconds, he felt the first thick, creamy blast against his throat and he pulled him out a little so he could let the rest of the blasts land on his tongue. He wanted to savor every drop. Adam thrust into his mouth again and spurted out several more jets of cum. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yeah, Travis. Fuck!" He practically screamed as he felt Travis suck him off and swallow all of his cum. His legs felt weak and he pressed himself harder against the wall, willing himself to not fall as his senses came alive to every feeling, every color, every smell in the room. He could barely breathe. The orgasm had been so intense and he felt every cell in his body zipping with electrical currents. 

Travis could feel Adam's legs shaking and wrapped his arm around them as he finished licking his cock before standing back up and gathering him into his arms. He pressed his lips against Adam's and let him taste the remnants of his own cum. Adam eagerly swept his tongue into Travis's and kissed him passionately. 

When he had finally come down from the sex- induced haze, his breath was ragged and his heart was still pounding hard in his chest. He pulled away from the kiss and buried his head into Travis's neck. "God, that was so amazing. Mind-blowing!"

Travis smiled and pulled him with him to the bed so Adam could sit down. When he just stood there swaying, he gently pushed him down on the bed and stepped back to look at him. 

"Fuck! You are so sexy, Adam!" He whispered as gazed at his naked body. He was absolutely perfect. "Perfect." He whispered. 

Adam's eyes scanned Travis. "Why are you still partially dressed? Don't tell me you're suddenly shy!" His voice was teasing. 

Travis laughed. "Me shy? Do I look shy?" He started gyrating and dancing around as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans. Slowly pulled the zipper down. He had started out being silly, but he quickly realized Adam was into his dance. 

Adam's heart raced as he watched the man he had lusted after for so long gyrate his hips and dance in front of him. He licked his lips as he watched Travis pull his zipper down over the large bulge in his pants. Adam couldn't help himself. He reached over and touched him through the fabric, felt how hard he was.

Travis caught his breath when he felt Adam's hand on him. "Did you find something you want, baby?"

Adam looked up at him, his eyes dark with desire. "Oh, yeah...yeah, I did." He squeezed a little through the fabric. "Do you know what I want, Travis?" His voice was a low whisper.

Travis was so hot for him he could barely speak. "Tell me, baby," he whispered. 

"I want you to take me and make me yours again, Travis. I need you!" He growled and pulled his hand away before he lay down on the bed on his back and bent his knees up. He slid two fingers into his mouth, sucking them before he slid it down between his ass cheeks and slipped them in. He moaned at the intrusion, but didn't take his eyes off Travis.

"Fuck, Adam. That's fucking hot!" Travis watched, licking his lips, his dick instantly rock hard.

"Do you know how many times I fingered my hole and imagined it was you?" Adam moaned as his eyes started to roll back a little. "I would watch you in the office all day and then every evening you would walk by me and all I wanted to do was grab your ass!" 

Adam slid his fingers out and spread his legs out a little, showing Travis what he could have any time he wanted. He watched Travis's eyes. "Every day I fantasized that one of those evenings when you were walking by me, you would stop instead and bend me over my desk, tear my clothes off and fuck my ass! God, it was torture every fucking day."

If only Adam knew how close he had been to doing that one evening when they were the only two left in the office. 

"Well, we wasted enough time, didn't we?" Travis growled low. "You want me to fuck you? You want me to make you cum again?"

"God yes, Travis. Fuck me hard and don't stop until you fill my ass up with your hot creamy cum." He gave him a little smile and said in a teasing tone, "You know you want to see your cum dripping out of my ass, don't you?" 

Travis finished sliding his pants and briefs off as fast as he could. Adam had played upon the primal need Travis had to make Adam his. He was right: he did want to see his cum dripping out Adam's ass! He clenched his jaw as he grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted it all over his fingers and Adam's asshole, prompting a gasp from Adam.

Travis watched him reach for his thickening cock and rub his fingers across the slit, wetting them with his own precum. Watched him as he brought those fingers up to his nipples and coating them both with the silky liquid. 

Fuck, Adam was so goddamn sexy! Travis slipped a finger inside Adam's tight puckered hole and begged himself to keep control. He wanted him so bad, but he didn't want to hurt him. He wiggled a moment and then quickly slid a second one in. Adam gasped. He was sore from last night, but wanted Travis to fuck him more than he had ever wanted anything in his life!

"Are you okay, Adam?" Travis whispered. "I don't want to hurt you."

"FUCK ME TRAVIS! Don't make me beg again!" 

Travis coated his hard cock with a generous amount of lube and settled between Adam's legs. He grabbed him by his ass and pulled him closer before lining his dick up with Adam's tight little pink asshole. He pressed his hands against the back of Adam's thighs, pushing them into his chest and thrust forward. 

"Fuck!" Adam cried out, feeling the thick head pop inside.

"Do you need me to wait?" Travis tried to keep his tone mild, even though his body was urging him on.

"Listen to me, you sexy stud! Fuck me. Hard. Now. In. My. Ass. FUCK. ME. NOW!" Adam was looking at him with lust. He was already lost in his own sensations. 

Travis didn't need to hear another word. He slammed into Adam's ass until he was balls deep. It was too fucking hot. Too fucking tight. Too fucking perfect! He tried to focus on Adam, making sure he wasn't hurt. 

"Fuck me. Best fucking dick ever. So fucking hot. My fucking hairy sexy beast." Adam was lost to his ramblings. He was in exquisite torture. He was in pain, yet all he wanted was to feel Travis thrust in and out. Hard. He tried to move his hips and heard Travis groan. He reached up and pinched one of Travis's nipples and ran his fingers through the mass of dark hair covering his chest and hiding that sexy tattoo. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 05



They spent the morning packing and getting ready to check out. This was the last morning of the convention and the vendor room was closing at 11am. They had room service send up breakfast and sat quietly together for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company as they ate. 

Both men felt it deep inside. Last night had taken their relationship to a new level. While they knew it was quick, they were also firm in their belief that they were meant to follow this path. 

Travis caught Adam staring at him, a shy smile on playing at his lips. God, he was adorable. "What are you thinking about?"

Adam jumped a little. He had been so lost in observing Travis and letting his thoughts wander to the previous evening that he hadn't known Travis had been staring at him. He cleared his throat a little. "Um, nothing really. Just thinking about... last night." He blushed and looked down.

Travis loved that Adam still got shy over things. His boyfriend was so cute. He reached across the little table and traced his thumb down Adam's jawline, smiling when he heard him sigh and leaned into his hand. He held his face firm for a second and then playfully swatted at his cheek. "Okay, we have to get moving!"

Adam knew he was right and they quickly made one last check around the room before they left the card keys on the dresser and closed the door behind them. They were going to man the booth for a couple of hours, pack everything back up to be shipped back to the office and get to the airport as soon as possible. 

One look at the vendor room and it was obvious almost everyone had already closed down early or were in the process of closing down. Ben and Michael were just finishing up when the guys reached their booth.

"Hey, so I guess you're heading out early?" Adam asked.

"Yeah. We talked about it and decided it was so dead already in here that we might as well just pack up," Ben said. "What about you guys?"

Travis looked at Adam. They both smiled and nodded. It was time to get out of there. 

"Want some help? We're done here. And the UPS shipping guy will come get all the boxes once you're done. I already called him for us. He's apparently here for the entire morning to help shut down the room and get everything shipped that needs to be. They're offering a discount. Must be some deal they have with the hotel."

"Thanks, Michael! We'd love some help." Travis smiled at their new friends.

They were boxed up and ready to go in less than half an hour. They thanked Ben and Michael, exchanged business cards and promised to stay in touch and then Travis left to find the UPS guy.

Adam watched his man swagger across the room in his tight-fitting faded jeans and cowboy boots. God, he was crazy about him. He found himself grinning as he looked down at his new boots. When Travis gave him those boots last night he had been thrilled. He loved them. But, when he gave him a key to his apartment, he had thought his heart was going to burst. He realized he was standing there smiling like an idiot and tried to get hold of himself. 

"Leaving so soon?" 

Adam's heart fell into his stomach. He knew that whiny voice and braced himself before turning to face Albert. "Leave. Now." 

Albert looked offended, but completely ignored Adam's order. "It's been so nice seeing you and getting to know you again. I hope we can get together again soon." 

"I have a restraining order against you, Albert. You can't talk to me. And my boyfriend will be back any second. Do you want a repeat of your past encounters with him?" 

Albert instantly recoiled at the mention of Travis. "You know he's not the one for you. You need someone refined and educated. Someone that can take care of you the way you deserve. You know you need me." 

The leer on his face was enough to make Adam feel sick. He pulled out his phone and punched in 9-1-1 and looked at him. "Do I need to call?"

Albert glared at him. "I should be the one calling them and reporting the way that tyrant treated me! How dare you act like I have done something wrong here! You came to MY hotel. You broke the restraining order yourself, Adam." His voice came out in a sneer and his eyes narrowed as he glanced at the phone in Adam's hand.

Adam hovered his thumb over the call button. "You have five seconds, Albert. 1. 2. 3-"

Albert backed up. "Okay. Okay. I'm leaving. But, you remember this: our story is not over. You let them put me in a hospital because you were too weak to admit the love between us."

"4."

He huffed. "Fine. But at least I have your address now." He threw him a sick little smile and fled quickly.

Adam breathed out hard and felt dizzy. He moved to sit down in one of the chairs and lowered his head to his hands. What was he going to do? It hadn't occurred to him that Albert would learn his address. And he would kill him if he touched one hair on Travis's head! His body shook as he thought of losing the man that he cared about more than anyone else in the world. He felt sick to his stomach and silently prayed that he wouldn't throw up. 

Travis found him hunched over in his chair. He could see him trembling from several feet away and picked up his pace, crouching down in front of Adam when he arrived at the booth. He didn't even have to ask. Albert. Damn! How could he have been so stupid to leave Adam alone? He just slid his arms around his shoulders and held him close, letting Adam draw from his strength. 

Soon his shaking subsided and Adam was able to relay everything that happened to Travis. Including the threat about Travis. "That's the second time he has said something like that. Do you think he would follow through?"

Travis snorted. "Let him try. He was the one harassing you. I was just protecting you. No lawyer is going to think he had a right to speak to you after learning about the past. I don't like him having your address, though. How did he get it if we are registered under the company?"

Adam pondered that for a moment. Then it dawned on him. "I used my own credit card to purchase some raffle tickets yesterday. I didn't even think about it."

Travis tried to calm him down a little. Adam was so pale, it scared him. He kept his voice calm as he spoke. "He's just trying to intimidate you. But, hey, how about you stay at my apartment tonight? We can swing by your place and grab some clothes. Tomorrow's Sunday. Do you have any plans?"

Adam loved that idea. "Sounds good. Nope. Nothing on my schedule, other than hanging out with my sexy boyfriend." A grin spread across his face as he thought about spending another night with Travis. 

Travis nodded. They had a plan. At least for today. He knew there was more they would need to do, but for now just having a plan for the next 24 hours made him feel better. Travis wanted to get Adam away from here and head home. And he missed his own bed. These past few days had been incredible, but he always slept better at home. He missed his dog, Toby, too and couldn't wait to pick him up from the boarder. A thought popped into his head. 

"Hey, you're not allergic to dogs, are you?" 

Adam looked at him. "No. I love dogs! You have a dog?"

Travis smiled at his excitement and told him all about Toby, his Jack Russell Terrier: how he had been abandoned at the vet where a friend of his worked and how he was a little too rambunctious and no one wanted to deal with him. 

"So you rescued him? That's wonderful." Adam was proud of Travis.

"Well, I was kind of going through some tough times, too, and I like to think we helped each other. He's fiercely loyal and can be scared of strangers, but once he warms up to people, he's fine. When you meet him, reach out your hand and let him sniff you."

Travis filled him in on Toby's antics, his favorite treats and more until the UPS man showed up and took care of their boxes. Then they grabbed their bags and hopped on the next shuttle from the hotel to the airport. 

Travis hadn't wanted to scare Adam any more than was necessary, but he was damn glad to be getting out of that hotel. He didn't trust Albert, and felt that Adam was not taking him as a serious threat. Perhaps his boyfriend was in a little bit of denial. After going through what he did back at school, he doubted Adam wanted to relive that horrible incident. Still they needed to talk more about this situation. Something told him that Albert's reign of terror was not over and that it would only get worse before it got better. 

But, he tucked that worry away for now. They had a plane to catch. 

Soon, they were boarding their flight home. Travis thought back to the previous flight. He had been so worried about what to say, how to hide his attraction to Adam and generally unsure of how to act around him. His world had changed so much in just a few days. He slide his gaze to Adam, who was having trouble with his seatbelt. He smiled and leaned over to help him and got it taken care of. He was rewarded with a smile from Adam. 

"Thanks. I get nervous on planes." 

"You didn't seem nervous last time."

"That's because I slept the whole way. I was more nervous about being around you than the flight! Figured the only way to keep my hands to myself was to sleep." He flashed him a big smile, his cheeks reddening a little.

Travis chuckled. "Well, you seem okay now." 

Adam slid his hand into Travis's and squeezed it. "I am more than okay. I feel fantastic!"

They continued to hold hands and talk quietly while the plane was still loading. A large man stopped in the aisle casting a shadow over them. He stood in the aisle for so long they both finally looked up to see what was going on. 

He was glaring at them. His pudgy face was covered partly with a dark beard badly in need of trimming. His eyes were small, especially set above such a large hawkish nose and his flat lips were twisted into a snarl. He was about the ugliest thing Travis had ever seen. 

His short stature did not carry his weight well. Travis guessed he was around 300 pounds. His denim shirt had made its way out of his waistband, leaving his sagging stomach on display. Passengers already seated were treated to an up close, eye-level view of it. 

Travis finally spoke, trying to keep his voice level. "Is there something wrong, sir?"

"I saw you guys at the hotel," he sputtered. "You were kissing! It's disgusting! That's why I never even approached your booth. No way is my dealership going to do business with a couple of faggots!"

His breath reeked of alcohol and anyone could see he was swaying on his feet a little. Travis looked behind the large man and saw the line of others waiting.

"Sir," he began and felt Adam squeeze his hand in a silent message to stay calm. "If you have a problem with us, that's your issue. But you need to move on so that others can finish boarding."

"I ain't sitting next to no queers!" The man bellowed loud enough to cause others to turn their heads in an effort to see what was going on. A flight attendant hurried over to help. Unfortunately for the drunken man, it was a male flight attendant and it was clear to everyone around that he thought all male flight attendants were gay. 

"Excuse me," the young man began. "Sir, you need to take a seat."

He looked at the man and almost choked. "Holy mother! I'm surrounded by them! Get the fuck away from me, you queer. And I ain't sitting next to these two queers, neither."

"Sir, I can smell the alcohol on you. I believe you need to step off this flight." The young flight attendant was holding this ground. "Security has already been called to escort you from the place."

The large drunk man curved his upper lip into a snarl and tried to stand straight, while balling one of his hands into a fist. 

Travis and Adam looked at each other. This was not going to end well. Travis let go of Adam's hand and started to stand up, in case the man took a swing at the young flight attendant, but luckily two men in uniforms arrived on the scene and he sat back down. 

The airport security officers tried to talk with the troublemaker, but soon realized it didn't matter. This man was drunk. And the homophobic slurs flying out of his mouth were enough to have him escorted off the plane, so they put him in handcuffs while he shouted about being around fairies and cried out about his civil rights. In the end, they were literally dragging him out and the entire plane erupted in cheers when he was finally pulled out the airplane door. 

Thankfully, the rest of the flight was uneventful and before they knew it, they were seated in Travis's truck and waiting for it to warm up. There was a little snow on the ground, but it was just a dusting. 

They headed out for Adam's place first, but both of them were hungry and decided to run through a drive-thru close to his apartment. Once they arrived at Adam's, they carried their food with them so they could eat inside.

Adam turned the key and pushed his door open, flipping on the lights as entered. He suddenly felt a little nervous. Travis was the first man he had ever invited to his apartment. He waved his arm over to show him where the table was. Not that Travis wouldn't have seen it. The place was pretty small. 

Travis noted the large framed print of several soccer legends over the sofa. "Nice." He nodded to the picture.

"Oh, yeah. I love that! It was a Christmas present from my parents several years ago. I'm not great at decorating, but wherever I go, that gets hung in the main room."

Travis wholeheartedly agreed with his decision. He would have done the same. They both settled in at the small table and dived into their burgers and fries. 

"Darn! They forgot to give us ketchup. Got any?"

Adam got up and found a bottle in his refrigerator and handed it over to Travis. He was rewarded with a big smile.

"Thanks!"

They had decided to just leave Adam's bags in the truck. Travis had a washer and dryer in his apartment and he do his laundry there and he already had several things in the bag, such as a toothbrush, shampoo, etc. 

"I just need to grab a couple of things." Adam said as he stood to throw the fast food bag and wrappers away. 

"Listen, until we talk to the police, or decide what we're going to do about Albert... Hey, why don't you stay with me? I mean, not just this weekend...but for the week. Or until this mess is cleared up?" Travis asked, trying to sound nonchalant, even though he had been thinking it through all day. 

"Really? You wouldn't mind?" Adam didn't want to wear out his welcome, but he loved the idea of spending the week at Travis's place.

Travis reached over and put his hand on top of Adam's. "Would I mind? Let's see, would I mind having the sexiest man I know spend the week with me? Or would I mind sharing my place with the kindest, most caring man I have ever met? Or would I mind holding you close every night in my bed?" He kept his voice low as he stared deep into Adam's eyes. "Adam, when it comes to you, nothing would make me happier than to wake up with you in my arms every morning."

Adam burst into a huge smile and nodded his head. He felt a little too choked up to speak. 

Travis patted his hand. "Okay, then grab your work clothes and whatever else you need this week."

Adam hurried to his room and packed his clothes, grabbed some other necessities and was ready to go in minutes. Travis chuckled when he came out carrying a pillow.

"I do have pillows at my place, you know."

"This is my favorite pillow!" Adam huffed back at him, only half joking. He didn't want Travis to think he had a security blanket, because that's not what this was. He just really liked the pillow and after the last few nights with hotel pillows he wasn't leaving without it. 

Travis smiled. "What's so special about this one?"

"It's ergonomic. It's perfect for your neck and shoulders. You should try one." 

Travis shrugged. To him a pillow was a pillow, but he didn't really care if Adam wanted to bring it over. 

"Anything else?"

"No, I think I'm good." He looked down at the two bags he was toting and the pillow tucked under his arm. He wasn't sure he had room for anything more. He laughed a little. "Guess it looks like I'm moving in!" As soon as the words fell from his lips, he froze. "Umm, I mean...I didn't mean to imply..."

Travis moved quickly and took the bags from his hands and set them on the floor and then ran both of his hands up and down Adam's arms. Adam dropped the pillow as he stared back into Travis's eyes. His knees felt weak and he rested his hands on Travis's hips. The look in Travis's eyes made him feel as if he could see into this soul. 

Travis pulled him close and pressed his lips against Adam's, holding him close. He didn't push, didn't turn it into a passionate kiss, even though his heart had done somersaults when Adam joked about moving in. While he knew it was too soon to do that, he knew that ultimately, he wanted Adam to share his life, his apartment, his bed... everything. Hell, he had practically said that earlier. God, he was definitely losing it. He wanted the whole dream: the picket white fence, as it were. 

When he pulled back, Adam leaned down a little and rested his forehead against his. They both breathed in each other's scents, fighting the desire to go further. 

"Hey," Travis whispered. "Let's get out of here and pick up Toby."

"Yeah, okay." 

Each one of them grabbed a bag and Adam tucked his pillow under his arm again and they left the apartment. 

The closer they got to the kennel, the happier Travis got. He couldn't wait to see Toby and really hoped Adam liked him. When they pulled up to a newer looking building, Adam could see the large run areas that were fenced in, giving the dogs freedom to play and run and still stay safely near the kennel.

"Come on!" Travis said as he jumped out of his truck.

Adam couldn't help but smile at his excitement. He also silently prayed that this dog would like him. 

******************

He shouldn't have worried, he thought a few hours later as he surveyed his new surroundings. The big comfy brown leather couch he was the main piece of furniture in the living room, but there was an overstuffed matching chair and ottoman, as well. Toby was still so excited to see his Daddy, he hadn't stopped running around and jumping on and off the ottoman. 

"Down!" Travis ordered him sternly, once again catching him on the ottoman. "You know the rules."

Toby looked at him for a second and then jumped down again. As soon Travis headed back into the kitchen, though, he was right back up. Only this time he jumped from the ottoman to the sofa to climb on Adam. He was definitely curious about this new person that had shown up with his Daddy. He sniffed Adam again and nudged one of his hands until he started petting him. 

Adam snuck a look towards the kitchen and looked down at the little dog sitting in his lap. "You're going to get me in trouble, buddy! I'm new around here and I don't want to be relegated to the sofa at bedtime." He laughed a little. "But, you are just too cute!"

Travis peeked out of the kitchen and smiled when he saw Adam letting Toby break the rules. That dog was hard to say 'no' to. He had lost many battles himself. He was an old softie when it came to his dog. 

He was glad that Adam seemed to be feeling at ease in his home. When they first arrived, Travis had helped carry his bags to his bedroom and cleared out a drawer and some space in the closet for Adam. After that, he had given him a quick tour of the two bedroom apartment. The second bedroom was set up as an office/ work-out space. 

Travis had never really gotten around to making the apartment cozy or whatever you wanted to call it. He just never had a sense of style and every time he tried to look at new towels or bedding or pictures he couldn't tell what went together and what didn't. He felt a little self-conscience showing Adam his place, but Adam hadn't said anything about it being plain or ugly. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 05



After that they had relaxed and watched some TV. When it got close to dinner time, Adam offered to help him in the kitchen, but since he was just going to fix a frozen pizza and steam some vegetables, Travis told him to relax and he would take care of it. 

The pizza was finally in the oven and he could finally join Adam on the sofa again. Adam was so into playing with Toby he didn't realize Travis was there until he felt him sink into the sofa next to him. He looked over and knew he was busted. But then he saw Travis's smile and knew it was all okay. 

"Come here, Toby, you little troublemaker." Travis reached over and lifted him from Adam's lap and looked into his eyes. "You little sneak! Trying to get Adam in trouble!"

Toby answered with a lick to his cheek, eliciting a laugh from Adam. "Oh, you think that's funny, do you?" he growled playfully at Adam. 

Suddenly the smoke detector beeped and Travis jumped up and ran into the kitchen with Adam close behind him. Smoke was seeping out of the oven. Travis grabbed his oven mitt and flung open the oven door and pulled out the burnt pizza. Adam fanned the smoke detector and Travis ran to open the front door and let out some of the smoke. A few minutes later, Travis meandered back into the kitchen, embarrassed. 

"Well, I guess my cooking leaves a lot to be desired," he said as he shrugged his shoulders a little sheepishly. "I forgot to start the timer."

Adam laughed. "Hey, I can't tell you how many things I've burnt! How about we just order a pizza?"

Travis agreed and within thirty minutes they were sitting at the table devouring a large pepperoni pizza. Toby sat close to Adam obviously hoping for some crumbs, but he was out of luck and finally gave up. 

After dinner, Travis had to walk Toby and asked Adam to join him. There was a little park next to the apartment complex and they ended up walking over there. They held hands and walked slowly together as Toby sniffed everywhere. 

"This is nice." Adam murmured. "Really nice."

Travis squeezed his hand in agreement. Yeah, it was nice. Very nice. 

Soon after arriving back at the apartment, they both caught each other yawning. When they each admitted to jet lag and tiredness, they decided to call it an early night. Travis showed Adam where the towels were and let him take his shower first. 

By the time Travis finished his shower and got ready for bed, he saw that Adam was already under the blankets. Seeing Adam in his bed made him catch his breath. He looked like he belonged there. Adam gave him a sleepy smile as he slid under the covers and kissed him lightly on the lips. Adam turned and curled back into his arms until they were spooning. 

"Good-night, Travis." Adam whispered.

"Good-night, baby."

Toby waited a few minutes and jumped on the bed, curling up next to the men's feet. He nudged his nose at Adam's feet, sniffing him for a minute, but must have decided it was okay for him to be in the bed with his daddy and settled in for some sleep.

*******

Travis moaned as his eyes fluttered open. He was in heaven and looked down to see Adam sucking his engorged cock. God, what a way to wake up! He felt Adam's tongue lick and swirl around the head before sucking his entire shaft into his mouth. Travis gasped when he felt him swallow him a little more into his throat. And when Adam moaned onto his dick, he lost control and shot his hot cum deep into his throat. 

"Fuck! Adam! God, yes!" Travis cried out as he climaxed quickly. His whole body shook with the intense orgasm and he whispered Adam's name over and over. 

Adam sucked and licked every delicious drop from Travis before tugging his boxers back up a little and finally moved up to kiss his lips and hold him tight. Travis stroked his hair and let his hands play along the muscles on Adam's back. They lay like that for a few minutes reveling in the intimacy between them. This was still so new to both of them. 

"That was an incredible way to wake up. I can't believe I came so quickly." 

"I couldn't help myself. I woke up and felt you hard against my ass and I wanted to taste you so badly I couldn't wait!" Adam admitted. His cheeks blazed with his confession. He sounded so slutty. 

Travis looked over at his boyfriend and saw the blush. But Travis knew what he wanted. He was learning about Adam and his desires. And right now, he wanted to be slutty. He was embarrassed about it, but he wanted it. 

Adam was on his back, wearing only his boxers, his elbow bent on his right arm, bracing his head up a little. Travis rolled to his side and moved his face lower until they were only inches apart. "You couldn't help tasting my dick?" His voice came out in a whisper and the hot breath caressed Adam's cheek. 

Adam nodded. Swallowed. 

"Tell me again." Travis said.

Adam's heart was pounding hard in his chest. He knew what Travis was doing. "I... I couldn't help it. I needed to taste your cock so bad."

"And my cum, baby? Did you need to taste that, too?"

Adam inhaled sharply. "Yes. God, yes. I love tasting your hot cum."

"That's because you're a little slut sometimes, aren't you?" 

Adam heard him and held his breath. Fuck! That's what he needed. It made him feel so turned on and dirty at the same time. He wasn't sure why he liked it, but hearing Travis call him a slut made his blood race. He had never told anyone his secret desires. But somehow, Travis knew! He hissed out his breath as Travis leaned in and kissed his neck. Nipping at it. 

"Adam, you little slut," Travis growled into his neck and felt his body tremble with need. "That's what you are. You would do anything for cock, wouldn't you?"

"Yes!" Adam cried out. "Only your cock, Travis. Only yours."

"That's right. Tell me what you want, baby. What do you want right now?" Travis's voice was so quiet it was almost a whisper. 

Adam licked his lips and slid his hands into Travis's hair. "I need to be fucked." He whispered back.

"Tell me what you want, Adam. If you want it, and you want to be my slut right now, then you fucking tell me!" 

Adam's cock was dripping precum like crazy and his body shuddered. Could he really let go and be slutty? Could he really tell him what he wanted?

"I want you to fuck me, Travis, and then I want you to cum so hard that you fill me up and then let it drip out of my ass. I want you to jack off and cum all over me. I want your cum on my ass, my stomach, my hair, my mouth, my lips, dripping down my neck."

Travis was about to lose it right there. The image of his cum all over Adam was more than he could handle. He grabbed the lube and squirted it on his fingers. He climbed over and settled on his knees between Adam's legs and spread them wide, pushing one forward with this hand. 

"You mean you want to be all spread out like this. Ready to be fucked? Ready to have my dick balls deep in your ass?" He groaned out through his clenched teeth. Fuck, Adam's ass was fucking gorgeous. He suddenly needed to lick him and bent down and slid his wet tongue along the opening. 

Adam jumped. "Fuck!"

Travis dove in and ate his ass like he had never tasted anything so good in his fucking life. He slid his tongue in and out, wriggling it in as far as he could and then sliding back out. He was fucking him with his tongue and Adam was losing control. 

"Travis! Oh, fuck. That's so fucking good." He was almost in tears it felt so good.

Travis looked up at him. His eyes were rolled back in his head and his hands were gripping the sheets on either side of his body. His cock was rock hard and that luscious precum was dripping onto his belly. He reached up and licked that spot and felt Adam shudder. Heard him moan.

"You are so hot and slutty, Adam. So fucking sexy." 

"Say it again, Travis. Please." Adam cried out.

Travis didn't even have to ask what he meant. He knew. "You are so fucking slutty, Adam. All spread out for me. Do you know what I want you to do sometime?" 

Adam could barely think straight. He bucked his hips up into Travis's mouth and was rewarded with a hot lick against his hole. "What do you want, Travis?"

"I want to come home some night and find you tied to the bed. Naked and legs spread for me. Showing me this perfect little tight hole. And wearing only the boots I bought you."

Adam gasped. How did Travis know his dark desires? His fantasies? How could he know?

He bucked up again and this time Travis slid two lubed up fingers into his ass.

Adam moaned loudly. "Yes! Yes!"

Travis finger fucked his ass for a minute before he slid a third one in and heard Adam start to pant. He got on his knees and placed his hands on Adam's hips and pulled him roughly to him, letting his rock hard dick press against his opening. But he didn't push. Not yet. He waited. Watched Adam writhe under him. Watched him open his eyes and look directly into Travis's. 

"Please, Travis! Please fuck me. I need it. Please!"

Travis slid inside in one swift thrust and heard Adam cry out, a mix of pain and pleasure. He held still for a moment until Adam grew restless under him and began thrusting up. 

That was all he needed. He pulled back and thrust back in. Fuck. It just got better each time he was inside Adam. He was like hot silk. Perfection. So tight and hot.

"Stroke your cock, Adam. I want your cum to splatter me, baby." His voice was strained from holding back. He wanted to make Adam cum, too.

Adam grabbed his cock and started to stroke it. It was already hard as a rock. Travis thrust in and out, pumping into him as Adam slid his finger over the slit and coated it with his precum. He looked up at Travis through half-lidded eyes and brought his finger up to Travis's mouth. Travis sucked it in and licked all of his juices off. That put him over the edge and sped up his movements. So did Adam. They were stroking in tandem and when Travis felt his nuts tense up, he tried to warn Adam. 

"I'm gonna cum in your ass, Adam! Fuck! So fucking good!" His cum shot out, coating Adam's insides. God, he couldn't see anything. He could only feel. And then colors twirled through the air as he felt one more spurt about to come out. He pulled out quickly and let it spray onto Adam's belly. At the same time he felt Adam's hot cum hit his chest and then another one and another one, hitting his chest and his stomach. It was too much. It was overwhelming. He felt himself fall into the dark and when he pulled himself back from the brink he realized he was sprawled out on top of Adam. Both of them were panting hard.

Travis started to roll to his side, but Adam held tight. 

"Baby, I don't want to crush you." Travis whispered. He rolled to his side, but held Adam tight so that they were facing each other and still pressed tightly against each other. Travis could feel his cum mingling with Adam's between their bellies and it made him tingle. 

"Adam?" Travis whispered.

"Mm?" 

"Adam... you are amazing. Please don't ever feel like you can't tell me what you want. I want to know everything. Every secret. Every fantasy. I will never judge you. Never. There are things I want to share, too. Like when I told you what I wanted you to do someday."

"Tied up and naked?" Adam smiled. "And with my boots on?"

"Yeah. We need to be able to trust each other with our secret desires. I have never wanted to share myself with anyone. Never wanted to show someone that part of me that I don't understand. But I want to with you."

"You can tell me anything, Travis." Adam pulled tighter, enjoying their intimacy. He loved everything they did together. "I just admitted to you that I like to feel like a slut sometimes." God, did he really share that? Did he really admit that? He didn't think he would ever tell anyone that. That they would think he was a freak. But with Travis he felt safe. 

"I want to tell you something." Travis tensed. 

Adam stroked his hair, his shoulders. Let his hands roam his back. "Tell me, Trav. Anything."

"I have a fantasy, too. I have always wanted to have my arms tied to the bed and blindfolded."

Adam listened, eager to know the rest. He liked the fantasy so far. "Mm, sounds fun, Travis."

Travis swallowed. "But then I want you to use a dildo in my ass while I suck your cock. And I can't come until you let me." His face was red. Was this too freaky for Adam? He had mentioned that Albert was into bondage and he didn't want to scare him.

"God, that sounds fucking hot, Travis. I like being controlled, too. Not all the time, but just for fun sometimes. I think it will be fun for us to try to different things, you know? Finally I have someone I can trust and we can experiment together."

Travis felt tears come to his eyes. He had always tried to hide that desire from anyone. It didn't feel normal. But he had always been interested in light bondage. Nothing crazy or anything. He wasn't into the dominatrix world or whips or chains. Just that idea of giving up his control for a short time. Sometimes he had to be so controlled in his life and he just wanted to let go. And now, here was this sweet and wonderful man that accepted his darkness. Accepted his fantasy and offered to share it with him. To learn together. 

They fell back to sleep in each other's arms. Nothing more needed to be said. They were sated and happy. 

Adam's cell rang, waking them both and he heard him groan as he reached over to the night stand.

"Hello."

Adam sat up quickly. "Oh, hi Dad." His eyes widened as he looked over at Travis naked in bed only inches from him. He felt a little like a teenager caught making out. Travis winked and made him smile. 

"Umm, no, I'm not home right now. Oh, okay. Sure, I can come by later for dinner." He looked over at Travis and mouthed 'want to come with' and bit back a laugh at Travis's shocked expression. 

"Sure, Dad, yeah. What time?" He glanced back at Travis, who nodded his head. "Um, can I bring someone?" He flashed a smile at Travis. "Actually, you do know him. It's Travis. Yeah, we're hanging out today." There was a pause and another smile from Adam as he slid his gaze back at Travis. "Umm, yeah, you could say we hit it off."

Travis gave Adam's shoulder a little playful shove, a little embarrassed at Adam's words. After all, it was his boss!

"Okay, I will see you at 5:00pm. Want me to bring anything? Okay, sure. Got it. Bottle of red wine. Okay, see you later."

As soon as he got off the phone Travis hissed his breath out. "God, nothing like jumping right into the frying pan! I guess we had to tell him sometime. I mean, is that what you're wanting to do?"

"I thought about it on the phone, because my dad and I have a pretty open and honest relationship, but I wouldn't do that without talking it over with you first. Do you still want to come with me?" Adam seemed unsure now and was worried he pushed this dinner on Travis.

Travis sat up and cupped Adam's face with his hand. "Look at me, baby." He paused until Adam was looking directly into his eyes. "I am honored that you want me to join you. I knew we were probably going to have to talk to him tomorrow at work, but this might be easier than telling him at the office."

Adam leaned forward and gave him a kiss and pulled himself from the bed. "Come on lazybones, let's get moving!" he called back to Travis as he pulled out his favorite Levi's from his drawer (his drawer!) and then pulled one of his favorite t-shirts over his head. He knew it accentuated his shoulders and pecs and clung to him in the right places. 

Travis watched from the bed as he pulled up those jeans. He groaned a little. Fuck, his ass looked good in those jeans. And that red t-shirt pull taut across his pecs nearly did him in. It fit him so well. God, Adam was sexy. No doubt about it, his boyfriend was hot.

Adam turned and caught him staring and blushed a little, which only made him more desirable to Travis. God, he was crazy over this man. He got out of bed and moved up behind Adam, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him against his chest.

"I could get used to waking up with you," he whispered into Adam's ear. 

Adam leaned into him and laid his hands on top of Travis's arms. He sighed a little. Was this real? This connection he felt to Travis was so incredible and so intense. Travis squeezed him tighter before letting him go. 

"How about some eggs? I could make us some scrambled eggs and toast. Pretty sure I have some orange juice in the fridge, too."

"Sounds great, Trav."

They spent the morning do mundane, normal things. It surprised Travis how well Adam slipped into his own normal routine. Not only did Adam help with breakfast, he helped with the dishes, threw in a load of laundry and joined him on the walk with Toby. He felt his heart ache a little when he thought about him going back to his own apartment, but didn't let him think about that. He was going to try to just live in the moment today.

They arrived at the park and found there were several other people braving the cold, too. All for the love of their dogs. Toby seemed to know one of the dogs: a large golden retriever. When they reached the area that was designated "Unleashed", Travis slipped the leash off and Toby made a mad dash to the retriever. 

Adam laughed when he saw Toby jump up and take a swipe at him like they were play fighting. They circled as they tried to sniff each other, as if making sure they were still the same dogs. Soon, though, they were running and chasing each other and having a lot of fun. Adam had followed Travis over to a park bench and sunk down on the wooden seat. He was so engrossed in watching the dogs at play, he didn't see the very large, muscular Adonis that walked up and greeted Travis. He turned just in time to see him clapping Travis on the shoulder. 

"Hey! Long time, man. How you been?" The stranger's voice was deep. Husky.

Adam didn't like the fact that his hand was still on Travis's shoulder. He slid his gaze up to see the man's face and almost gasped out loud. He had to be a model. What the hell was he doing in a dog park when he should be on a fashion runway in Paris? Chiseled features, ocean blue eyes and golden hair that flowed to his shoulders. And covered in muscles. He clearly worked out. And he clearly liked Travis. Hmm... that's not good. Speaking of the devil... Travis hadn't introduced him yet. He was about to clear his throat to get his attention when Travis spoke. 

"Larry, this is my boyfriend Adam. Adam, Larry." He gestured between the two men. 

Adam smiled. He said boyfriend... to another man. A man that looked like a god. Okay, he would be nice. "Hi. Nice to meet you."

Larry looked him up and down and took his hand off Travis's shoulder (finally) to shake Adam's hand. "Hi." He shook hard and dropped Adam's hand quickly, letting his eyes roam over Travis again. 

"So. Boyfriend, huh?" 

Travis smiled, clearly oblivious to Larry's attraction to him. "Yeah. Been trying to get his attention for months. He finally noticed me when we had to share a bed." 

Adam nearly choked. His skin flushed and he glared at Travis, but it didn't do any good. Travis was too busy laughing.

"Well, I guess it's all about timing," Larry said and paused for a moment. His voice softened. "Max and I broke up three weeks ago."

Travis's expression changed quickly. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Larry. What happened? Wait, I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it's fine. He met someone. A woman. Sheila." He sounded so sad, it made Adam feel guilty about being upset at him earlier. "I didn't even know he was bi. In the entire two years we were together, he never mentioned it." 

"Sorry, man, that just sucks. But you are a great catch for anyone. Don't let yourself get down. Go on and get out there when you're ready."

"Thanks, Travis." He took a deep breath and flicked his gaze over to Adam for a second, then back to Travis. "I actually had been interested in someone for a little while, but unfortunately he's with someone now." Larry met Adam's gaze and knew he understood what he was saying. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 05



"Then you are ready to get back out there, Larry. You'll see." Travis placed his hand on Larry's shoulder and squeezed it. "There is someone out there for you."

They talked a little while longer before calling the dogs back and heading back home. Toby was ready for a nap and as soon as they walked in the door, he made himself comfortable on the ottoman and looked over at Travis to see if he was going to make him jump down. Travis didn't say anything, giving in and letting him stay there. He was so cute on the ottoman and he had missed his little furry friend while he had been away. 

As much as he loved his dog, he wouldn't have traded that trip for anything. Finally getting to kiss Adam and share a bed with him had been more than he had ever imagined. They both sat down on the sofa. Adam slid over closer so their outer thighs were pressed together and Travis snaked his arm around Adam's shoulders and pulled him in close for a kiss. He brushed his lips just faintly against Adam's and felt him shudder under his arm. 

Travis moved back in and claimed his mouth, pressing hard and pushing his tongue through Adam's open lips. His tongue licked at Adam's lower lip and he moaned at the sweetness. He slid his tongue into his mouth and their tongues twined, hot and sweet. He sucked a little and pulled on Adam's tongue, eliciting a groan from deep within his throat. 

Adam reached up and slid his hands into Travis's hair and pulled from the kiss in order to give him tiny, hot licks from his mouth to his jawline and on down his neck. He felt Travis's skin heat up when he licked that tiny little dip in front at the base of his neck. He swirled his tongue and then reached to the other side and started to kiss back up his neck. To get closer, he climbed up and straddled Travis's legs and was thrilled to feel his hard erection through his jeans as he slid down and began to grind on him. He wanted him so much.

Travis growled and pulled back a little. "We need to go to the store, baby. If you are going to be here all week, and if we actually want to eat, we need to go to the store."

Adam was confused. He was so turned on and thought Travis was, too. He gyrated his hips and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Are you sure you want to go to the store right now?"

Travis moaned at the hot breath at his ear. "Baby, fuck! Yes, I want you. But... we're meeting your parents in a couple of hours and I don't want them to smell sex on us! That's all I need is for them to be picturing me ravaging their innocent son."

Adam laughed. "You are really nervous about tonight, aren't you?"

Travis nodded, trying to get his dick to behave. He was nervous. The man in his life was his boss's son and if he didn't like them dating, it could go against his job, too. He didn't want to lose his job or Adam. And he was nervous for another reason. He wanted to talk with Mr. Martins about Albert. The more he thought about it, the more he thought they needed to look at the possibilities of Albert escalating in his obsession over Adam. He felt like Adam was not sensing the danger; that because he was let out of the hospital, he must be better, at least somewhat. But, Travis didn't agree. Albert gave him the creeps and something about the way he looked at Adam made him sure that he wasn't ready to give up on his fixation on Adam. 

Adam finally gave in and they made a trip to the grocery store where they stocked up on all the necessities for the week. They both had pretty simple tastes, so that made things pretty easy. 

It wasn't until the ride home that Adam brought up Larry. "Travis?"

"Yeah?"

"You are aware that Larry is into you, right?"

Travis swerved to miss a pothole and turned to look at Adam, his eyes wide. "No way. You're wrong, baby, he's just a friend." He paused to focus on the road. "Wait, are you jealous?" He smile a little at that. Adam was adorable. 

Adam didn't answer, but rolled his eyes eliciting a laugh from Travis. He wasn't going to push it, but he knew the truth. Larry was into him. But he also knew by the look Larry gave him that he wouldn't try anything with Travis. 

He suddenly remembered something. "Fuck. Travis, we forgot the red wine." He couldn't believe he forgot to pick it up.

"No we didn't. I have a brand new, unopened bottle at home that was given to me as a gift last Christmas. I don't drink wine often, so I was saving it for a special occasion. It's from a local vineyard called Paisley Wineries."

Adam's face froze. "Are you serious? Paisley Wineries?"

Travis's brow furrowed. "Why, is that a bad wine?"

Adam laughed. "No. It's a great wine. Actually, it's my parent's favorite winery. Umm, Travis, they own it."

Travis nearly hit the brake in the middle of the road. "Your family owns a winery?"

"Actually, my parents and his two brothers and their wives. It was an investment they made about ten years ago. It's still pretty small, but it's just started to get some really good reviews of their wine. Mom and Dad are not going to believe that you are bringing them that bottle! It's perfect, though." He couldn't help laughing. It would please his dad to no end. His dad loved that winery. "It's funny, though, because I pretty much know nothing about wine. I can name maybe two other wine brands, other than Paisley. I don't even know what goes with red or white wine. I guess I have a lot to learn. My dad has wanted me to spend some time at the winery to understand the process better. My sister is really into it."

They pulled into the parking lot and Travis parked and sat for a minute.

"Trav?"

He looked over at his boyfriend. The sun was beginning its slide back down and it gave him a sort of "halo" effect. Travis couldn't help it. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Adam's lips then pulled back and looked into his eyes. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

"If it's anything like what you have done to me, I do." He smiled. "Now, let's get these groceries taken care of so I can check out his bottle of wine you say you have!"

It was funny how they seemed to work as one. Just carrying in groceries and putting them away felt different when they did them together. Travis realized that aspect of his life had changed. It was a lot to take in and he wondered why he wasn't scared? It all just felt so... right. 

After they put their groceries away, they sat down to watch a soccer game that Travis had recorded while they were out of town. It was a good game and their team won. They had already known their team won, but both had wanted to watch the game anyway. 

Later, they showered. Separately, so they wouldn't get carried away. But when Travis came out in just a towel that he had tied around his waist and hung low on his hips, Adam nearly jumped out of his skin. He watched a few droplets of water drip from his hair and land on Travis's chest. He wanted to lap up that drop of water. He wanted to slide his tongue through all that beautiful black curly hair that covered his beautiful chest. Wanted to find that tattoo and trace it with his tongue. He wanted to lick farther down, push him down on the bed and tear that towel off. He groaned as his mind got carried away and his dick became rock hard. 

He looked up and blushed. Once again he had been caught staring. Travis let the towel drop to the floor and let him drink his fill for just a moment before he turned to grab a pair of boxers from the drawer. 

Adam gasped as his boyfriend's perfect ass flexed in front of him. And then Travis bent over to step into the boxers and he caught sight of that beautiful little puckered hole. He saw those heavy nuts dangling for just a second before they were covered in plaid cotton. Damn! He just wanted to reach down and tug at those balls. And suckle them. Slowly lap at the little hairs covering them. Slide his tongue from the base to the tip and back down, licking into his skin through those wiry little pubes. He wanted to bury his face in his smell and texture. Taste his precum that he was becoming addicted to. Then feel Travis's cock buried deep in his mouth as he blasted all his creamy load into his throat. 

Adam slid his hand to his cock, palming it through his jeans. Why had he already gotten dressed? Why hadn't he waited until Travis was done, too, he moaned to himself? 

Travis was pulling a nice pair of dark denim jeans on and hadn't been paying attention to Adam, but when he turned around and saw the look of desire in his eyes his dick began to thicken. He felt like an animal around Adam. Never had he wanted sex so much in his life. He wanted to touch him, kiss him, and fuck him every second. He wanted to cum in his mouth, his ass, on his back, his stomach, his face. God, he wanted to fuck him right now. 

"We can't do this, baby," he growled low, even as he was hungry for a taste. 

Adam nodded. He knew Travis was right. But his need to be claimed and owned by Travis was something so primal, he didn't have control of it. He tore his gaze away and tried to calm his breathing. 

Travis mumbled something about a cold drink and headed to the kitchen. Adam found him a few minutes later downing a cold Dr. Pepper. Their eyes met and they seemed to have gained some control over their baser instincts. 

Travis noticed Adam was wearing his new boots. "They look good, baby." His voice was still strained.

"I absolutely love them, Travis! I may wear them every day." He smiled and kicked his legs out one at a time, showing off his boots. 

"How about you wear them tonight and nothing else, like you did at the hotel?" 

Adam's eyes flashed with desire. "You liked that, didn't you? You want me naked for you, but wearing the boots you gave me. You want to fuck me in my boots, don't you Trav? And don't forget the ropes so you can tie me to the headboard." His voice was teasing. Sexy. He licked his lips as his dick twitched at the thought. "Is that what you're going to do, Travis? Bury your cock in my naked ass and fuck me hard? Ride me like I'm your bronco?"

"Fuck, Adam! You keep talking like that I'm going to fuck you right here! Now! You want me to rip your clothes off and fuck you here? Want me to order you on your hands and knees right now?" His eyes were dark, stormy. 

Adam stepped back a little, but smiled and licked his lips. "I like it when you get all hot and macho and talk like that. You are so hot, Trav. I can't wait to come home tonight and get you naked."

Travis was going to fucking blow his load right there and his dick hadn't even been touched. Adam had no idea how hot he was. And he was right. He was going to fuck his ass until he was balls deep and the only piece of clothing he would be wearing was his new boots. He hoped Adam hadn't planned on getting a lot of sleep tonight because there were a lot of things he planned on doing.

He tore his eyes away and grabbed his keys. "Get in the car, sexy, before I take you here." He slapped his hand against Adam's ass and smiled when he heard him gasp. Oh, yeah, tonight was going to be fun. If he made it through the evening. He prayed his dick would behave while he was at dinner. The last thing he needed was a hard on at his boyfriend's parents' house. And in front of his boss! 

Adam giggled a little. Whispered as he walked out the door. "You want me so bad your balls are ready to cum right now. Do you know how I know?" He looked into Travis's eyes. "Because I want you so bad right now, that I wouldn't care who saw. I would spread my legs for you right now and give you perfect access to my ass. Tell me you want to pound me. Hard. Tell me. Please!"

Travis couldn't take it anymore. He reached down and cupped Adam's hard cock through the denim. "You know I want to fuck you. And yes, you better be ready for a pounding. No mercy tonight, you little tease!"

Adam shuddered under his hot gaze. He wasn't sure what had come over him. He was never a tease, but something had made him act like that and he wasn't sure what. Was he trying to prove to himself that Travis was still hot for him? That he could turn him on? He wasn't sure, but now he was almost breathless with desire for Travis. He couldn't wait until they were back home. He trembled as Travis took his hand and pulled him out the door. Travis didn't let go until he opened the truck door and let him climb in. 

Fuck! What the hell was going on? He couldn't think straight. He was so fucking hot for Adam. But the thing that was blowing his mind was that it wasn't just sex he wanted. With Adam there was a connection he felt deep inside. And he craved it. He wanted it. Hell, he needed it. Somehow Adam had slipped into his heart and become a part of him. Like the air he breathed. He wanted this and he was scared shitless at the same time. Ahh, there it was, he thought. Earlier he had thought he wasn't scared... and in some ways he wasn't. But humans have a way of changing emotions and he admitted there were times, like now, that he was scared. He was scared that it was too good. Too perfect...

He slid into the driver's seat and glanced over at Adam. He groaned and gave in. Slid his hand around to the back of his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. He took pleasure in the moan he felt from deep within Adam's throat. His kiss was demanding and Adam opened his lips for him, letting his tongue slide deep into his mouth, dueling with his own. 

Travis took all the sweetness he could from Adam's mouth and thrust his tongue in and out over and over as he made love to him with his mouth. He finally pulled back and looked down at Adam. His eyes were closed and his lips were swollen. His breath was coming out in little pants. God, he was so sexy. It took every ounce of willpower he had to pull away and drive. 

"You make me feel like a horny teenager, Adam. I can't get enough of you. I haven't had this much sex in such a short time in my entire life!" He laughed a little. "Everything you do turns me on."

Adam smiled. He knew the feeling. "You want to turn around and go back to the apartment?"

"We can't do that, Adam. Damn!" He tried to focus on driving. Adam's parents only lived about twenty minutes away and he hoped the short drive would give them each the time they needed to cool themselves off. A change in topic would help, as well. 

"Hey, Adam?" Travis began. "We need to talk before we get to your parents."

"What's up?"

"Well, we never really discussed what we're going to tell them. I mean, are we telling them we're together, or are you not ready to do that?" Travis suddenly felt insecure and didn't like the feeling at all.

Adam reached over and squeezed his thigh. "I want to tell them. I don't want to hide anything. Do you?"

Travis let his breath out and smiled. Gazed over at Adam. "No, I don't want to hide anything. I guess we will have to come out at the office, too."

"Yeah." Adam smirked. "Maybe we should be make out in your office with the door open? Or better yet, how about we announce it at the door as they walk in?"

Travis laughed out loud. "Okay. I get it. I'm making it more stressful than it needs to be. Maybe it's because I am outing myself to my boss and meeting my boyfriend's parents all in one day."

"You already know my dad, Travis."

"You know what I mean. It's just a little nerve-wracking." He laughed a little, but Adam could sense the tension in him. 

Adam slid his hand up behind his neck and began to rub gently. He felt Travis lean back into his hand a little and he began kneading the tight muscles. 

"God, that feels good, baby."

Adam blushed. He loved it when Travis called him baby. He looked out the window and saw their exit up ahead. "Get off here and turn right."

Travis did as he was told and let Adam guide him the next few miles until they pulled up into a large circular drive. Damn! The house was huge. Large white columns graced the front of the southern style home. He would probably call it a manor, or estate, rather than a house. He looked over at Adam in surprise. He had no idea his family was so wealthy. He should have, he realized. They owned a vineyard for god's sake. 

Adam practically jumped out of the truck and circled around to meet Travis as he slid out of the driver's side. He grabbed Travis's hand and squeezed it. Travis smiled and took a deep breath. His nerves were under control as he walked with Adam to the front door. He wondered if Adam was going to knock or walk in, but instead the front door opened and there stood Mr. Martins. 

Travis started to pull his hand away, but Adam held tight. 

"Hi, Dad." 

Mr. Martins looked from Adam to Travis and back to Adam, taking in the whole scene. He smiled. "Hi Adam. Travis. Great to see you. Come on in and tell me about the trip." He held the door open and Adam pulled Travis along with him into a very large, open entryway. A large crystal chandelier hung from the incredibly high ceiling and fresh flowers sat in a large vase on a small ornate table along the wall. He caught a glimpse of himself in the gilded mirror across from where he was standing and cringed; his hair was a mess and his face was flushed. He quickly raked his free hand through his hair and tried to calm his nerves before turning to face his boss.

"Hi, Mr. Martins," he said.

"Outside of work you can call me Gerald, son." The older man clapped a hand on his shoulder. "I can't wait to hear about the convention." His eyes were twinkling and he was doing his best to hold back a laugh. 

Travis nodded, feeling a little tongue-tied; felt his face flush again. 

"Where's Mom?" Adam asked.

"In the kitchen. Making a fuss over dinner as usual."

"Come on, Travis, I want you to meet my mom." Adam pulled him with him and Travis gave a little smile to Mr. Martins. 

Gerald laughed. Tonight was going to be interesting. He followed them into the kitchen where Adam was already making introductions.

"Mom, this is Travis." Adam was beaming as his mom gave him a hug and turned and did the same to Travis.

"It's so good to meet you, Travis. I have heard so many great things about you." 

Travis hugged the petite redhead back and tried to figure out what to say. "Thank you." Wow, he thought. Smooth.

Mr. Martins laughed again. Travis was so flustered; nothing like his calm demeanor at the office. 

Soon they were all seated in a large formal dining room. The heavy mahogany table was built to fit up to twelve, but they all sat together at one end. Mr. Martins sat at the head of the table with his wife seated at his left and Adam on his right. Travis sat on the other side of Adam, fidgeting in his seat.

Once Adam's everyone was seated, Mr. Martins spoke. "Let us bow our heads in prayer."

Adam smiled at Travis and they both closed their eyes and bowed their heads as he began to pray. Travis was so nervous, he didn't notice when it ended until Adam squeezed his knee. He opened his eyes and was mortified to see them all looking at him. 

"Were you doing some of your own praying, son?" Mr. Martins asked with a twinkle in his eye. 

Before he could answer, Mrs. Martins spoke up. "Now, Gerald, don't embarrass the young man. He's probably nervous enough as it is."

Travis smiled at her, silently thanking her. God, he really was nervous.

Everyone passed the food around and no one ate until all had been served. Dinner was lasagna, with green beans, salad and garlic bread and it was wonderful. The table was quiet for a moment as they all started eating. Mr. Martin's voice shattered that quiet, though. 

"So, Travis," he began, "you are dating my son." It wasn't a question, really. More of a statement. 

Travis looked up from his plate, his face beet red. Swallowed. Looked at Adam who looked as uncomfortable as he felt. "Yes, sir."

Mr. Martins laughed. "Well, it's about damn time. I've watched you two tiptoeing around each other and shooting those damn lost puppy dog looks at each other for months."




Travis and Adam Ch. 06



This is the last chapter for my Travis and Adam series. This was my first series on this site and I have enjoyed writing every second of it. I have more than 5 other chapter stories I am working on- as time permits- and will be posting them soon. Thank you for the comments online and the emails sent to me. 

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Adam paced outside the conference room, oblivious to the whispers and looks from his co-workers. Everyone was buzzing about the fact that Travis was being interviewed by two police officers and nobody was getting any work done. Normally that would irritate Mr. Martins, but he was so worried about his son that he wasn't even paying attention. 

Mr. Martins had called the lawyer and he had arrived quickly and joined Travis. When Adam tried to follow him in, Mr. Matthews held up his hands, effectively shutting him down. He frowned, but didn't try to force himself into the conference room. 

But he didn't like the fact that the police were interviewing Travis. Albert must have filed charges, that asshole! How the hell had he slipped back into his life? He let his guard down at the hotel. He should have understood the danger he was putting Travis in by even being with him. Oh god, this was his fault! If he hadn't fallen for Travis, he would be safe. How could he have let this happen?

The more he paced, that angrier Adam grew towards himself. "Fuck!" he muttered under his breath. "I am not going to let that psycho hurt Travis."

Before he thought anything through, he found himself striding through the office, out the door into the elevator. He huffed as the door closed, punched the button for the lobby and leaned against the wall, his arms folded in front of him. He wasn't even sure what the hell he was doing, he just knew he had to do something to make Albert go away. He had to show Travis how important he was to him. Surely Travis realized this was all Adam's fault; knew that if he wasn't with Adam anymore, his life wouldn't be in danger. He couldn't lose Travis!

As he entered the lobby, he was irritated to see so many people milling about, but it dawned on him that it was probably close to lunch time. He didn't feel hunger, though; no, he only felt rage. He made his way through the crowds and headed out to the parking lot. It wasn't until he was outside that he remembered that they had come to work in Travis's truck and he didn't have the keys.

"FUCK!" he yelled out, frustrated. He didn't know what to do. He threw his arms up in despair and growled out loud. His heart was racing and he just wanted to hit something. Anything. Maybe the pain would take away some of this rage. Knowing he was very close to losing it, he felt a little touch of sanity make its way through his brain telling him to calm down, to breathe. He heard the mantra in his mind, but struggled with it. He didn't want to calm down. He wanted to beat the crap out of Albert. But, deep down he knew his rage would only cause more issues. No, he admitted, anger wasn't going to help: he needed to calm down and think rationally. A walk around the building might help, he thought, and he took off at a brisk pace, rounding the first corner in seconds. 

The last thing he saw was a hand holding a rag of some kind coming at his face. 

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In the conference room, Travis sat next to his lawyer, gritting his teeth and trying not to wonder how Adam was doing. Both policemen sat directly across from him at the large oval table. 

"So, you are saying, sir, that you did not try to strangle Albert?"

Travis's tried not to roll his eyes. Seriously? That psycho said that? "No, I only protected Adam and pulled him away. I may not have been gentle about it, but he was putting his hands on Adam and threatening him."

Both officers looked at each other as an understanding seemed to pass between them. 

"I see. So, you and Adam are... friends? Lovers? Partners?" This was from the younger cop with the blonde hair. 

"We are dating, yes, but I would have done the same thing even if we were just co-workers. Albert was acting crazy." Travis wasn't going to let them make this into some gay lover's quarrel. 

"Officers, my client has explained his side several times. Have you looked into this Albert's past? You do know he was hospitalized for stalking and trying to attack Adam, correct? He also attacked a security guard at the college Adam attended." The lawyer's voice was calm, almost as if he were bored with the whole meeting. 

"Yes, sir. We have. But, unfortunately we have not been able to talk with him."

"What do you mean?" the lawyer asked, leaning forward. "Why not?"

The officers looked at each other again before the blonde spoke. "Well, he went to the station to file charges in OKC, and then when we got the call from Oklahoma about it we tried to reach him. So far, we have only been able to leave messages on his voice mail."

"Are you saying you don't know where he is?" Travis shot out, jumping up from the table. His heart nearly stopped as the possibilities bombarded his brain. Adam! He turned to the door before waiting for an answer and pulled it open. Fuck! He wasn't there. "Where's Adam?" he yelled out to the office. 

No one seemed to know. The last anyone had seen him was about twenty minutes earlier when he had torn through the office and out the doors. Most people had assumed he just needed some air. 

No! Adam! Travis's breath froze in his lungs and his heart pounded in his ears as he punched the button to the elevator. It was taking too long and he gave up waiting. Instead he ran down the hall and flung open the door to the stairs, bounding down them two and three at a time until he pushed out the exit and found himself on the side of the building. His heart nearly crumbled when he spied Adam's wallet on the ground. He picked it up and held it tight for a moment as he looked around. 

"Adam? Adam! Where are you?" he screamed, as he sprinted around the building, his eyes scanning everywhere. But Adam was gone. He was nowhere to be seen. Travis's heart beat faster and he felt his breathing become shallow as he crumpled onto the cement. His Adam was gone and he had no doubt who had him. "Adam!" He screamed again.

The police, his lawyer, Mr. Martins, and most of the office had followed behind in the elevator and arrived just as they saw Travis fall. 

The younger, blonde officer hurried to his side and knelt down. "What's happened?" he asked.

"It's Adam. He's gone. And I know..." his voice cracked for a second. "I know that Albert has him. I know it in my heart." Travis sobbed as he spoke. He didn't care who was watching, or what anyone was saying. The man he loved with all his heart was gone.

The officer helped Travis up and walked with him to a bench at the edge of a small flower garden along the parking lot. Once he had him sitting down, he gestured for the other officer to join him. 

"Have you tried to call him?" 

Travis looked up at the older officer. What was he asking him? The sound of his heart beating so loudly in his ears made it hard to understand the officer's words. 

"Have you tried to call him, son?" The older man asked again, gently. 

Travis pulled out his phone and instantly pressed his number. It went straight to voice mail. "Adam! If you get this message call me! Are you okay? Please call me baby. Please! We need to know you are safe." 

As he hung up, he remembered the wallet in his hand and held it out for them. "When I came out, I found this. It's Adam's."

Mr. Martins ordered everyone back upstairs as more officers arrived and spent the next hour or so interviewing Travis and searching for any clues to Adam's whereabouts. His wallet was taken as evidence, as well as the card that arrived with the flowers. 

As Travis stood in the office, looking through the window down at the chaos surrounding the building, he had never felt more miserable in his life. Adam was in danger and he couldn't help him. How could the world be so cruel? To have just finally found each other just to be ripped away? This couldn't be right, he thought, as his head fell into his hands and tears began to fall.

"Travis. Mr. Martins!" the blonde officer yelled. "We might have had a sighting!" 

Excited, they listened as he explained a gas station attendant had just phoned in about a man that had been acting weird. The man had filled his tank, but paid first with cash and then grabbed two sodas before heading back to his car. The odd thing was that he banged on the trunk and hollered at it, as if he were speaking to someone. 

The attendant, named Jerry, called 911 immediately. While he hadn't been able to get the license number, he informed the police that they had a security camera that may have caught the whole thing on tape.

"Let's go!" Travis said.

"No, son, you need to stay here," one of the officers began. 

"No way in hell am I staying here." Travis growled out. His jaw was clenched and his eyes dared him to disagree with him.

The officer relented, sighing. "Fine, but you have to stay in the car."

Travis nodded in agreement, but knew that if Adam needed him, he would not hesitate to disregard those directions. 

Mr. Martins decided to stay at the office. Adam's mom was heading up to meet him and they wanted to be there in case he Adam was able to find his way back to the office. 

Travis followed them out to the police car, climbed in and buckled up. His heart was racing and all he could think of was killing Albert.

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Adam's mouth felt like cotton and his head was pounding. He tried to open his eyes, but felt like he was moving in quicksand. Blearily, he tried to look around, but he couldn't see anything. It was too dark. He pulled his tongue from the roof of his mouth and tried to remember where he was. 

His memory was hazy, but he recalled police officers for some reason. Flowers. Something about...He sighed. Why was he so disoriented? It was on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't grasp it. Maybe sitting up would help, he thought and tried to pull himself up. That's when he realized he couldn't move.

"What the fuck?" he whispered to himself. His chest tightened as the fear began to take hold. His breath came out in short little pants and he felt that old friend panic creep in. His terror warred with his mind as he tried to gain control. Yes, he was claustrophobic. Yes, he had panic attacks. But, he was not going to give in this time. He needed to gain control over his situation and he knew he couldn't do that as long as he was in panic mode. 

He focused on his breathing. One deep breath. Two...then a third. By the time he had taken ten slow, deep breaths, he was back in command of his body. He was still scared, but knowing he could focus his mind and body on the situation gave him some confidence. 

He rolled a little and finally felt the restraints on his arms and legs. Somehow he had ended up here...wherever it was... with his arms pulled back behind him and his wrists bound together. His fingertips reached up and brushed against the restraints and he thought it might be duct tape. His ankles were held together as well. 

His eyes were adjusting to the dark and he was able to see what looked like metal over his head. It was about 5" from his face, so he tried to lean up and bumped it with his head. It was hard. And he was right; it was metal. He twisted to look at the other side and thought he saw a latch of some kind. He rubbed his cheek on what he was pressed against and it felt like carpet. 

Suddenly, memories flooded his mind. Albert! He had drugged him! It hit him then: he was in the trunk of a car. Albert's car, he was sure of it. He tried to kick the roof, but he couldn't maneuver his legs that way, taped as they were. He raised his head and banged against the roof. It hurt, but maybe someone would hear him. He didn't feel movement and knew they must be parked. If he had felt the car moving when he first came to, he would have immediately known it was a car trunk he was in. Damn! How did this happen?

He banged his head once again and tried to get his voice to work. "Help!" he cried out with all his might, but his voice was weak and came out as a croak. 

He gave his head one more bang against the trunk and suddenly heard someone yell at him to 'shut up' and then hit the top of the trunk.

It had to be Albert. He had come to kill him for rejecting him. 

Seconds later, he felt the car engine rumble to life and he lurched as the driver sped away carrying him with it. 

Adam had no idea how long he had been out, but he vowed that if he tried to take him out, he was going to fight Albert to the death. He needed to get back to Travis!

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Travis watched from behind the car window as the two officers talked with Jerry. He had long, greasy hair and an unkempt beard and his clothes were ripped and stained. Travis didn't like to judge people, but this man looked... well, he looked a little like someone you normally tried to walk away from. He realized that made him sound like a pompous ass, knowing he should be grateful that this man had called in his suspicions to the police. 

Jerry looked like he was getting agitated and the two officers looked just as upset. Travis had seen enough. He was going to see what the hell was taking so long to view a damn tape. He pushed the door open and climbed out. Both officers turned to him when they heard the door slam. Jerry looked over at him, as well, but his expression was more of curiosity, whereas the officers looked pissed at him. Travis didn't care and made his way over to them.

"You were to wait in the car, Travis," the older officer reminded him, the irritation obvious in his tone. 

"Yeah, well, it appears you needed me," he shot back, before turning his attention on Jerry. "Jerry? Are you the one that called the police?"

"Yes."

"Great, then what's the problem? Get the damn tape!" Travis voice was raising and he was done with crap. He needed to find Adam NOW!

Jerry didn't say a word. Instead, the blonde officer spoke. "He wants immunity before he releases the tape."

"What the fuck?" Travis exploded. "Immunity? For what? Aren't you the supposed to be the 'good guy' here? Didn't you call 911??"

Jerry looked down and shuffled his feet a little, his long, stringy hair obscuring his face. "I wanted to do the right thing, but...I didn't really think it through before I called." His voice was quiet as he admitted his reluctance to help. 

"Give him immunity, then!" Travis couldn't believe this.

"Look, Travis, calm down," the blonde one said, "first of all, we can't give immunity, that has to come from a D.A., and secondly, he doesn't even own the station, so it's not his call. We have someone at the station working on getting a search warrant and we have also called the owner. He's a local guy and he's on his way down."

Jerry's shoulders slumped. He appeared to realize he had lost the battle. He cleared his throat. "Um, if I show you the tape, do you need to show the entire tape to my boss?"

Now they were getting somewhere! "What's on the tape, son?"

Jerry sighed. "It will probably show my friend stopping by and dropping off something for me... something that I smoked outside."

"Pot? That's what you are worried about?" Travis asked, incredulous. "Who the fuck cares about some pot you smoked! My boyfriend was kidnapped! KIDNAPPED!"

Jerry's eyes widened in shock at Travis's outburst and was glad to see one of the policemen step between them. 

"Look, Jerry, we don't care about pot. We're not narcotics and we don't have time for this crap. Just give us the goddamn tape." Just then the officer got a text on his phone. They had permission to view the tape. "It's time, son. Let us see the video."

Jerry looked at them, seeming to weigh his options and finally told them to follow him inside. He led the three men to the back room where the almost ancient security camera system was housed. Within minutes, he had the video queued up to the correct time and pressed play.

The video was grainy, but not nearly as bad as it could have been. They were able to clearly make out the license plate and the man getting out of the car. Travis's breath caught in his throat and felt himself sway when he saw Albert. "That's him; that's Albert. Fucking psycho!"

The officers were busy taking notes on the make and model of the car, the license plate number and the direction the car took as Albert left. 

They watched as Albert screamed at the trunk and struck his hand down on the top of it before getting into the car and speeding off. Travis's stomach was doing flip-flops as he watched the scene. Adam was in that trunk. What must he have been feeling? What was going through his mind? Was he scared? Was he mad that Travis wasn't there? Was he even alive? He raked his hands through his hair and stormed outside to pace while the police talked with the station. 

This was taking too long. Adam could be dead! He didn't want to think that, but the horror of the situation was pushing him into despair. He felt himself begin to lose control and inwardly yelled at himself. Adam needed him! Travis needed to keep it together for him. And he did. He would do anything for Adam. 

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Adam felt the car slow down and make a right turn, before finally rolling to a stop. The engine cut off and he heard Albert exit the vehicle. He held his breath as he listened for his footsteps, but they seemed to be moving farther away. Panic began to set in as he wondered if he was being left for dead somewhere... But, that wouldn't make sense, he thought to himself. Albert's ultimate goal was for the two of them to be together. Surely, he wouldn't leave him somewhere.

Ever since he had awakened and heard Albert yell at him to shut up, he had been desperately scooting around the trunk, feeling for anything he could find that might help him cut the tape from his arms and legs. At last he had come across a small metal box that had sharp corners. He thought it might be a mini-tackle box or something to hold small tools. He tried to open it with his limited reach, but it was impossible. 

However, he realized that the corner may be able to shred the tape and moved back towards it, rubbing it against the tape around his wrists. It took a long time, but he finally felt it pierce a section of the tape! He rubbed again and it began to shred through. 

Suddenly, the trunk opened and he was looking into Albert's wild eyes. He stood over him, holding a pocket knife.

"Listen up, Adam," Albert hissed, "I'm going to cut the tape around your ankles so you can walk with me into the motel room. If you are a good boy, I won't put them back on. But your wrist ones stay on. If you scream, or make even one sound, I will stab you. Do you understand?"

Adam nodded. His body felt cold and clammy, as if he were about to be sick. Then when Albert reached in and grabbed his legs so he could slice the tape with the knife, Adam had to choke back his disgust at his touch. Once Albert cut the restraints off, Adam moved his legs a little and felt feeling begin to return. He hadn't realized that his feet had fallen asleep in this awkward position. Those painful pins and needle sensations swept through his feet. 

Albert grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him to a sitting position. He stared at him in the eyes and held a finger up to Adam's mouth. "Not one sound."

Adam wasn't about to make a sound. He was desperately trying to keep Albert from noticing that the tape around his wrists was beginning to come off. He got his wish when Albert draped a jacket over Adam's shoulders and scanned the parking lot before helping Adam out of the car. Then he put his hand on the back of the jacket and guided Adam to the motel room door just a few feet in front of the car. 




Travis and Adam Ch. 06



Adam looked around and recognized the place. It was one of those rent-by-the-hour places that kids in his high school used to brag about using when they 'scored'. He also knew it was where prostitutes took their johns, so he wasn't really happy when Albert shoved him onto the edge of the filthy bed. But he kept his mouth shut. Something told him that Albert would slip up and he could escape. He just had to keep working on the tape and he could get free soon. 

Albert sat down on the bed and pulled at Adam's legs until they were both on the bed. He immediately began taping the ankles back together. He looked up and caught Adam's stare.

"I know, Adam. I don't want to hurt you, but I need to keep you from running off. You obviously have been brainwashed into thinking you and I don't belong together! I am so sorry you have to go through this." Albert sounded almost apologetic. "But, don't worry, baby, we'll soon be in our own little home and you will never have to worry about that awful man you were with."

Adam felt sick when Albert referred to Travis. He didn't want Albert to even think about Travis. Travis was too good, too smart, and too wonderful to be part of this horrendous event. Albert wasn't even good enough to talk to Travis! And he never wanted to hear that man call him baby. That was an endearment that only Travis could use. He glared at Albert.

"I see my words have not convinced you, Adam."

Still Adam was silent.

"At least say something, Adam," Albert whined.

Adam smirked. He was getting to Albert. He knew he could wear him down and escape. But he didn't like that knife still in his hand. He kept it too close. And he had seen him with a knife before. He shuddered at the memory of him attacking the security guard back at his old college. Albert was truly psychotic, so he needed to really be careful before initiating a plan. This man wouldn't hesitate to hurt or even kill him.

He watched as Albert paced the room, muttering to himself. He let himself think about Travis and all they had shared recently. It was funny how in such a short time, Travis had become his world. He knew in his heart he loved Travis. They had a journey to travel together, and there was no way he was going to let Albert destroy that. No, he wasn't going to give up. His love for Travis would get him through this.

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It was getting dark and they were still at the damn gas station. More police arrived as well as detectives and several news vans. And not one person would tell him a goddamn thing. He watched as several detectives seemed to be setting up a podium and chairs... were they going to have a conference? Was that why the news vans were here?

One of the detectives approached him and stuck out his hand. "Travis? I'm Detective Akers. I think it's about time we filled you in."

Travis breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god. Maybe he knew something.

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Adam wasn't sure how long they had been at the motel, but knew it was getting dark outside. Albert was in panic mode and the only time he stopped pacing was to stop at the window and pull aside the hideous orange and green drapes, checking on police. 

"We need to get out of here, soon, Adam." Albert twirled around and faced his captive. "The police may find us and they may not understand our situation."

Adam finally spoke, keeping his voice as even as possible. "And just what situation would that be?"

Albert's hand came down hard on his cheek, knocking against his teeth. Pain shot through him and he tasted blood. 

"Don't you lip off to me, Adam!" Albert screamed. "This is all your fault! All because you try to pretend you don't love me! After all I have done for you!"

Adam's level of fear was rising. Albert seemed to be getting more desperate and he knew when people are desperate they do impulsive, crazy things. He needed to change tactics.

"Now, Albert, you know you can fix this," he began in an effort to soothe the psychotic man. "You always know how to handle bad situations."

Albert's eyes narrowed as he searched Adam's face for a sign that he was being insincere. Adam must have done a good job of hiding it, because Albert's face relaxed and he sat down on the edge of the bed next to him.

"You're right, Adam." He sighed. "I will take care of us. I can get us out of here," he vowed as he put an arm around Adam's shoulders and pulled him close. "We're in this together, baby."

The scent of something rotting filled Adam's nostrils and he instinctively pulled away. Albert stiffened and Adam forced himself to stay in Albert's arms. 

Albert stood and told him to wait a moment as he quickly darted out the motel room door. In seconds he was back with a small glass tank. Adam glanced at it and cringed when he saw at least two snakes curled up inside. He didn't know much about snakes and had no idea what kind they were or if they were even poisonous, but he cringed at the sight of them. He had never liked snakes. He watched Albert delicately set the tank on the cheap dresser against the wall. He got a whiff of the same rotten scent he had smelled on Albert and realized it was coming from the snakes. What the hell was with the snakes? 

Albert was leaning over the tank and cooing to them as if they were his babies. When he reached in and picked one up, Adam gasped. What the hell was he doing?

Albert turned around to face Adam, holding the snake carefully. It made a hissing sound as he moved closer to the bed. "Did you know that snakes can sense fear?" 

Adam shook his head, afraid to speak.

"They can. In fact, they are able to do so many things that we humans are unable to do." Albert slipped into his teaching mode as he began sharing his knowledge of snakes. Adam had a hard time listening with the damn snake so close. 

"Yes, people used to think snakes were immortal, did you know that?" Adam shook his head slowly, still unsure where this was going. "Because they shed their skins, people used to believe they died and were reborn." He smiled. "And, did you know the Bible talks about snakes?"

Adam's eyes widened as he held the snake out closer to him. 

"Once you dominate a snake, nothing bad can happen to you." He saw look on Adam's face and smiled. "It's true. It's in the Bible! That's why nothing bad can ever happen to me. I have worked with snakes for years and I am one with them, now." Albert's face was one of complete calm. For some reason, the snakes seemed to make him feel better. 

Adam shuddered. He had known Albert was psychotic, but now he was seeing it first-hand and Adam knew that trying to be rational with him was not going to be work. He felt the tape at his wrists loosening, but tried to keep them still, so Albert wasn't aware that he was close to shedding them. God, he wished Travis would come and rescue him! 

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Travis was elated to hear the latest information. A motel clerk recognized Albert's picture from the news and called 911. Thank god the police had started flashing Albert's picture, even before the press conference that afternoon. 

Police were already in route to the motel, and Travis was antsy to join them. He finally talked his way into riding with one of the detectives and they pulled out onto the highway and hit the lights and sirens. His heart felt like it was lodged in his throat and he felt like he might vomit. He had no idea if Adam was even alive. Had that psycho hurt him? Killed him? He stopped his mind from going down that road again, but Travis felt anguish that he had never known. Adam was his soulmate and he needed him. He couldn't breathe without him. 

He looked out the window and tried to focus on the scenery flying by, but couldn't see anything but Adam's face. He was brought back to the present when he saw the dingy little motel. Several police cars were already in the parking lot and it appeared that they were emptying the building. He saw several men and women near the opposite end of the parking lot. Most of them looked like prostitutes and johns, to him. 

When the car stopped, he jumped out and took stock of the surroundings. It appeared they were already in front of a particular motel door and he knew that must be where they thought Adam was stashed. 

"Please be okay, please be okay." He whispered over and over as he fought the urge to run to the door. 

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Albert jumped when he heard a siren. He ran to the window and peeked out. "Damn! The police are here." He hurriedly set his snake back in the tank and pulled his knife. 

Adam knew it was now or never, as he felt the tape at his wrists finally give completely. He would have to hop, if he wanted to get out. He watched Albert pace and when he reached the opposite end of the room, Adam jumped up and hopped to the dresser. He had his hands on the tank before Albert realized what had happened. 

"Nooo! Sit down!" Albert screamed and lunged at him with his knife. 

But Adam was ready. He picked up that tank with the two snakes and threw it at him with all his might. He heard Albert scream, but didn't waste time watching. He hopped to the door and yanked it open, just as a police officer grabbed him and ran, carrying him to safety. 

Several more police officers flooded the room as Adam was set down on the top of the police car trunk. He was surprised to see so many police, but still anxiously searched the crowd for the one face he needed to see. He heard a gunshot and then another and swiveled his head to look towards the motel. 

So many people were talking to each other, to him, talking into their radios; there was so much noise he couldn't think clearly. He couldn't find Travis and the idea that he had run into the motel room flashed through his mind and he felt himself panic, before he realized there was no way the police would let that happen. He wondered who had been shot. Had Albert hurt someone? Was he so deranged he would shoot a police officer in his quest to keep Adam? He shuddered at the thought and craned his neck to see past a group of officers. 

The twirling red and blue lights against the dark sky made it difficult to see anything, but he kept searching for Travis. A paramedic kept asking him something, but he couldn't quite make it out. All he could hear was the thunder of his heart over the sirens. And then he thought he heard his name. It was almost a whisper it was so quiet. Then again. He turned his head and still couldn't find him.

"Travis?" he screamed out. "Travis!"

And suddenly Travis was there, his arms wrapping around him and pulling him into his chest. His warmth enveloped Adam and he felt it seep into his being. Travis was talking to him, but again, he couldn't hear over the sound of his heart. Only this time, he could make out two heart beats. While his own heart thundered in his hears, his head was pressed against Travis's chest and he could hear his heart, too. It was racing; pounding so hard his body shook. 

He pulled his head back a little and looked up into Travis's eyes and he felt tears finally fall down his face. When Travis saw that, he broke. He pulled Adam tightly, his gut-wrenching sobs finally coming to the surface and shaking his soul. Neither man wanted to let go. They had each other and they would be okay now. No matter what happened, their love would see them through. 

They both turned as the paramedics carried out a body bag from the motel room. A detective finally filled in the details for them. When Adam had escaped the room, Albert had been lunging after him with his knife. Instead of reaching Adam, his knife sliced an officer's arm, but it wasn't life threatening, thank goodness. As two more officers rushed him, he pulled something from his waistband and they realized it was a gun. He was waving it wildly and suddenly he shot and it ricocheted off the dresser into the ceiling. One of the police officers aimed his gun at Albert, but before he could pull the trigger, Albert had shot himself. He was dead instantly. They said he was so out of control that they weren't even sure he meant to shoot himself or the officer, but in the end it didn't matter. He was dead.

Now they were waiting on animal control to come collect the snakes. They insisted on transporting Adam to the hospital to be examined. Initially, Travis was told he would not be able to ride with them in the ambulance, but when they saw Adam clinging to him, they relented. 

Travis held Adam's hand throughout the ride. Very few words were exchanged between the two, but they communicated through a look, a touch here and there, a smile of encouragement. 

All Travis wanted to do was take Adam home with him. When he had seen the police carry Adam out, his heart had stopped. He couldn't tell if Adam was hurt or dead or okay. It was too much. The police had tried to hold him back, but he couldn't wait. He needed to be with Adam. When he finally had him in his arms, he let himself begin to breathe again. In that moment, he knew Adam was his life. He needed him like he needed air, food and water. 

It was a long night at the hospital. Between the doctors, the police, Adam's family and co-workers that kept popping into the hospital, both men were anxious to get away and find some alone time. 

It was close to midnight before they arrived back at Travis's place. Mr. Martins had told them to take the day off tomorrow and neither one argued. Adam was bone tired and still needed to process everything that happened. And Travis needed to hold him in his arms all night. 

Adam insisted on a hot shower.

"I need to wash away his touch, Trav. I can't handle knowing his hands were on me."

Travis nodded. He understood. The thought that Albert had touched his lover filled him with rage. He guided Adam to the bathroom and started the shower for him, letting it warm up while he grabbed a fresh towel.

Adam slipped in and Travis stayed back. If it was any other time, he would have joined him, but after all Adam had been through, he wasn't sure what to do. He put the seat down on the toilet and sat, listening to the water raining down on Adam. 

Suddenly the curtain slid open and Adam peeked out. "Aren't you joining me?" His eyebrows were raised and he looked confused. "Trav? What is it?"

Travis smiled and stood. "If you want me in there, nothing could keep me away," he said as he stripped out of his clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor. He stepped inside and they pulled the curtain closed. 

He moved behind Adam and brought his arms around his waist. Adam leaned back against his chest and sighed. This what where he needed to be; in Travis's arms. 

Travis pulled him close, nuzzling Adam's neck and shoulder. "Adam..." he whispered. 

"Mm?" 

"I was... I was so scared today. I can't lose you." Travis's voice was cracking. He pulled Adam tighter.

"Trav, I'm not going anywhere." He turned in Travis's arms and put his hands on his lover's face, moving him so they were looking into each other's eyes. "You were what kept me going today. I knew that you were looking for me and I knew I would be safe."

Travis leaned in and brushed Adam's lips with his. "Let's get you all washed up so we can get to bed, baby." 

Adam grinned. "So we can get all dirty again?"

Travis's cock came to life at that. He looked at Adam and saw the twinkle in his eye. He couldn't help himself. His heart was just too full to keep the words to himself anymore. "I love you, Adam," he whispered. 

Adam's eyes filled with tears. His body trembled in Travis's arms and he smiled. He knew it was fast, but he didn't care. He had found his soulmate. "I love you, too, Travis." 

Both men leaned in and kissed. It was slow; passionate. Adam had never felt so loved and he moaned into the kiss as Travis pressed his tongue against his lover's lips. He parted his mouth and Travis's tongue swept in to dance with his. It was a slow, sensual dance. Their desire simmering, rather than boiling over. Love flowed between them, settling in their hearts and minds. They were one. They were meant to be together. They would build a life together. 

Travis finally pulled away and looked at his beautiful, sexy boyfriend. He grabbed the shampoo bottle and began to slowly wash Adam's hair. He wanted to take care of him for the rest of his life. He never wanted Adam to doubt or worry about his love; Adam was precious to him and he would spend his life showing him.

Adam sighed. Travis treated him like he was a treasure; something to love and take care of. He had given his whole heart to this man and in return, he had been given the gift of Travis's love. A love that was given without reservation; without compromise or caveats. Travis's love was pure. Just as his love for Travis was. 

He felt Travis pull him back a little as he rinsed him off under the warm water. He smiled a little as he remembered something. He had purchased a new cowboy hat to go with his boots, as well as a red bandana. When they were through here, he was going to put his new hat and bandana on, along with his boots, and nothing else. He wondered how Travis felt about being lassoed and smiled. He was sure he could find something around the place that would work as a pretend lasso.