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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Adommy_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Adam_Lambert/Tommy_Ratliff
  Character:
      Adam_Lambert, Tommy_Ratliff
  Series:
      Part 4 of Growing_up
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-04-09 Words: 2544
****** Did I break it? ******
by Narttu
Summary
     Beta: i_glitterz
     This is part 4
Notes
     Two boys growing up, one discovering love.
Time started to fly by. Adam was the one who was always out and keeping busy.
At thirteen, he convinced his mother to let him start taking singing lessons.
When he wasn’t there, he would be rehearsing parts in his acting troop. Tommy
had managed to get himself guitar lessons after proving he could go a whole
year of school without detention. It was close some days, but the effort paid
off.
Not that they didn’t get their friend time in with each other. Their kissing
and groping had made a hard situation or two come up. Each knew the next step
was going to be a big one. They were both too nervous to take that leap. Now at
fourteen years of age; high school was looming around the corner. It was the
next four years Adam dreaded the most. Tommy, though, couldn’t wait to start
it. The faster they came, the faster he would be free of school and closer to
making the band of his dreams.
Walking down the basement steps, Adam craned his neck to look for Tommy in the
room. Having grown several inches, he wasn’t able to see into the room as soon
as he used to. He found Tommy lying on the bed. There was a ball in his hand
and he was tossing it up into the air and catching it. Something felt off.
“Hey.” Sitting on the bed, Adam waited for a response that didn’t seem to come.
“Tommy?”
“What do you want?” The foulness in his mood dripped off of every letter.
“I just wanted to see if you wanted to do something?” They were both free and
Adam missed those kisses.
“I don’t know. Whatever.”
“You get grounded or something?”
“Yes, well no. But almost.” Huffing out, Tommy pushed himself to sit up on the
bed, letting the ball roll off the palm of his hand and bounce against the
floor till it was blocked by a clothes pile. “My sister broke my guitar. “
“What?!” Adam searched the item out in the room, finding it propped in the
corner. It was not completely broken as Adam had pictured in his mind but two
strings had snapped. “What happened?”
“She was trying to impress some prick guy and he had no idea what he was doing
and broke two of the strings. I broke some lame doll she had since she was a
baby and got me in trouble.” Picking at the unraveling hem on his pants, Tommy
dropped the loose strings over the side of the bed. “I can’t afford new ones
either. I’m still paying off the amp I bought.” It was an advance on his
allowance that would suck up all his extra cash for several more weeks to come.
But each day without being able to play was worse than any detention he had
suffered through in the past.
“How much does it cost?”
“Like twenty bucks. Might as well be a hundred.” Sighing out, Tommy laid down,
turning his back to Adam. The red head reached over to rub at Tommy’s back for
several moments knowing only one thing that would cheer up his friend.
“I’ll be back tonight.” Giving Tommy a small smile, Adam got off of the bed and
moved quickly up the stairs and back to his house. The idea formed in his head
now to make it reality. Finding his dad in the garage, it was almost too easy.
“Dad, do you think I could have a little advance on my allowance?”
“How much?” Eber was kneeling by the lawn mower, filling it from a small gas
can.
“Twenty dollars.” The smile on Adam face was huge, trying his best to look
cute. But it really only worked on his mother.
“I don’t see why not.”
“Thank you, dad! It means so much and…”
“But first.”
“First?”
“I need you to mow the grass. Then put the dishes away in the dishwasher and I
will front you next week’s allowance. Do we have a deal?” Eber extended his
hand to Adam and the deal was made with a handshake. With the mower gassed up
and ready to go, Adam was left to it.
Mowing the lawn had to be the worst job his parents ever gave him to do. The
second he stepped out into the sun, its rays started to make his sweat. The
mower didn’t seem to cut the grass as well as it used to either, so sometimes
he had to retrace his steps and cut the same grass over again. Blades of grass
would stick to his shoes and legs, red hair stuck up in several directions as
though it was doing its best to escape right off of Adam’s head. When the yard
was finished, Adam ran with the mower back into the garage to park it in the
far back spot it was always kept in.
Putting away the dishes was a snap compared to the lawn. Getting it done in a
few minutes, Adam went to look for his dad when he passed Neil in the hallway.
“Eww, you stink!” Plugging his nose, Neil stuck his tongue out and ran into his
bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
Smelling under each arm, Adam couldn’t tell if he really did stink or if Neil
was just making fun of him. What if Tommy thought he stunk, too? That made the
choice for him quickly. Grabbing a change of clothes, Adam headed into the
bathroom and started up the shower. Watching the small blades of grass that
once clung to him drift down the drain confirmed in his mind that this was a
good decision. Going to grab some shampoo, Adam picked up the bottle and felt
it lighter than air. “Damn you, Neil!” With the water running, there was no way
he could hear anything Neil might have said in return, but there was a second
he could have sworn that there was laughter. Instead, Adam used his mother’s
shampoo. It smelled of wild flowers as he rubbed it though his hair. Using soap
on the rest of his body, Adam felt clean and fresh and more than ready to head
back to Tommy’s. Drying off half assed, Adam’s clothing stuck in places on the
spots of skin he didn’t fully dry off. Grabbing the twenty from his father,
Adam made his way back over to his friends.
Tommy answered the door and lead then toward the kitchen. “They went out for
dinner. Since I was being a grump, they told me I could just stay here.”
Whether Tommy’s parents realized it or not, that was what he always wished for.
“There’s some pizza in the fridge. Was gonna have a piece. You want one, too?”
“Sure, in a second. But first hold out your hand and close your eyes.”
“Adam we’re not five.” Tommy turned away from his friend and continued into the
kitchen. Reaching into the fridge and pulling out two Dr. Peppers, he placed
them on the counter, and joining the cans was a box of cold pizza.
“Tommy, please, for me?”
Closing his eyes, Tommy held out his hand. “If you’re thinking about spitting
in my hand just remember I’m faster than you are.” Feeling something light
touch the palm of his hand, Tommy wrapped his fingers around it, not guessing
what it could have been till he opened his eyes. “Did your family win the
lottery?”
“No!” Laughing out, Adam playfully shoved Tommy’s right shoulder. “You need
this for new strings.”
“But I can’t pay you back.”
“I’m not giving it to you to pay me back.” The smile on his face started to
grow wider so Adam looked down to hide it.
“I think I know a better way.” Forgetting about the food for now, Tommy grabbed
Adam’s hand and together they raced through the house to the door of his
bedroom. Flipping on the light switch, the two of them made their way down the
steps, not stopping till they reached the side of Tommy’s bed. With the twenty
placed safely onto the night stand, Tommy moved in closer to Adam. Their eyes
stayed locked till their images became a bit fuzzy being so close as their eyes
slipped closed and they kissed.
Adam had wrapped his arms around Tommy’s tiny frame and with Tommy’s arms
locked under his friend’s, Tommy did the same. Their kissing started slow,
being careful of bumping teeth and noses that sometimes got in the way. Tommy
mumbled quickly how Adam smelled like flowers. As their bodies rubbed against
each other’s, Adam felt Tommy getting hard again. He too was getting there.
Trying hard to hold back but when Tommy grabbed at his ass, Adam pulled away
taking a step back, nearly tripping over a pile of magazines.
“Should I leave?” Adam’s cheeks were as bright red as his hair. The hard on
pressing against the zipper of his jeans enough to leave a tent. He had tried
to cover the evidence with his hands, but Tommy had felt it. That much he was
sure.
“Why the hell would I want that?” Plopping down on the bed, Tommy nibbled
briefly onto his bottom lip. “We pretty much have done all our firsts
together.” Or so his mother would always remind him. First steps with Adam
grabbing onto Tommy’s overalls to keep balance. First words with Adam’s being
dada and Tommy’s being food though his dad told him one evening it was really
fuck that he had said. Changed for innocent ears. First day of school with Adam
in tears and Tommy there telling him that it would be alright and that no
matter what, he would have him as a friend in class. First time riding bikes
without training wheels. Tommy had been so proud of himself that when Adam had
hugged him with such force, it sent the both of them to the ground in giggles.
So why not this?
“Maybe we could help each other or somethin’?” Tommy rubbed at his sheets,
trying to make it sound as though it wasn’t such a big deal, but inside his
chest, Tommy’s heart was beating fast enough to tell him different.
“Are we going to have sex?” Adam sat down slowly, looking as nervous as a
person can be.
“We can’t do that. You don’t have girl parts.” His mom had embarrassed him
enough with a picture book explaining the differences between the sexes and
where babies come from.
“Oh.” Kicking off his shoes, Adam willed for the tent in his pants to go away.
The solution to it seemed more embarrassing then the cure. “What if you make
fun of me?”
“You’re being a baby.” Taking off his shirt, Tommy tossed it to the ground.
“We’re both boys. It’s not like I don’t have the same thing under my clothes.”
And right now, he was going to prove it. Through shaking fingers, Tommy undid
the button to his pants and pulled them off his legs. They too were tossed to
the floor. That just left his underwear. The fabric rubbed the hard on in a way
he kind of liked. Swaying his hips back and forth a few times, it was clear he
was delaying revealing himself. But not to chicken out of anything, he hooked
his thumbs into the waistband of his camo gray underwear and pulled them off of
his body. Once they were gone, he felt free. All the worries gone. Now, looking
over at Adam with his mouth dropped open, Tommy laughed out loud. “Come on,
it’s your turn. Don’t be chicken!”
Swallowing hard, though the lump deep in his throat didn’t seem to be washed
away, Adam removed his shirt. All he saw was pale flesh and freckles. They
littered his skin like some disease. Looking over at Tommy, he didn’t see
disgust in his eyes. Rather they looked curious. His pants and underwear came
off in a quick blur.
“Holy fuck balls!”
“What?” Adam looked down at himself, not understanding.
“Chicken butt but anyways I can’t…I mean…holy fuck balls!”
“What!”
“Dude, I’m a few months older than you. My penis should be bigger.” Pouting out
his lip, Tommy held his hard cock in his hand. Not that it was a bad size, but
Adam’s was longer as well as thicker. It also fascinated him that like the rest
of his skin, it too was covered in freckles. “I wanna touch it.”
“Are you sure about that?” The reaction to knowing his was bigger created mixed
feelings inside of him. Being bigger was good or just freakish; Adam wasn’t
sure.
“Duh! I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure.” Scooting closer, Tommy kept one
hand on himself, testing the feelings created by the movements he did. When a
certain move felt good, he reached over to take Adam’s cock into his hand and
tried out the same move.
Both boys started to pant. Their foreheads pressed together. Adam followed
Tommy’s lead and reached out to take his friend’s cock in his hand and started
to stroke it. A little over zealous at first, there was a hiss of pain coming
from Tommy’s throat that had Adam slowing his actions immediately and begging
his apologies.
They weren’t sure where this was going to end up but their hearts raced and
throats whimpered, ready for whatever would be next. Tommy reached it first.
His voice quivering as his entire body shook slightly and in looking down, Adam
found a white substance on his hand.
“Did I break it!?” Panic from Adam voice snapped Tommy out of his pleasure
induced haze.
“No way. It was good. Like a guitar solo that makes you get to your feet and
play air guitar good.” His hand had stayed on Adam’s cock, feeling it twitch,
he started to move again. “I’m gonna show you now.”
All Adam could do was nod. There was still a hint of panic creeping at his
chest, trying to stay. He felt the icy cold fingers of it losing hold and
slipping away. Closing his eyes to focus and gain control, a tear slipped out
that was quickly kissed away by Tommy.
The moment was so tender and loving, Adam felt more tears build in his eyes,
but for an entirely different reason. Then there was a spark from deep inside
of him. It exploded throughout his body like fireworks on the fourth of July.
Opening his eyes back up, Tommy had the white stuff on his hand, too.
“Fucking cool, huh?” Tommy grabbed a shirt from the floor and wiped his hand on
it, cleaning it off. He left the shirt on the bed for Adam to use. Grabbing his
underwear, Tommy slid them back into place and ran towards the stairs. “I’m
starving!” The loud thump, thump, thump of his friend’s feet echoed as he
hurried up the stairs and back toward the forgotten food.
Running his hand over the shirt, Adam felt as though he could grow wings and
fly. In a way, the plays Adam had been involved in started to make a lot more
sense now that he knew he was in love.
TBC
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