Chapter One
'I can't believe I'm in Hollywood,' Kris thought to himself, 'I can't believe I'm actually going to be on American Idol!'
Kris had just arrived in Hollywood yesterday. He had never been in California before and he wanted to do some sight seeing before he had to report to Idol for his first day of Hollywood week. Mostly he was just walking up and down the streets taking snapshots of any- and everything, stopping into a few small shops along the way to grab some souvenirs. On the way back to the hotel he stopped in one last store to grab himself a new outfit.
Kris had never been a "fashion" guy, but he wanted to look decent for the judges and for the camera. He needed to look more "confident", so the judges told him during his auditions. Unfortunately Kris never had to look nice for anyone, and he was a country boy from Arkansas so blue jeans and flannels had always been his thing. While browsing the racks he would hold a shirt up to his chest and check himself out in the mirror or try on a pair of pants, only to find he couldn't find anything he liked.
There was another guy browsing the rack next to Kris. Kris couldn't help but feel like he had seen this guy somewhere before, but then again he resembled half the other men he had seen while walking around Hollywood. Except there was something different about him, something Kris didn't want to admit. Kris always knew he was bi-sexual but he tried to lie to himself and tell himself he wasn't. The truth is he could count on one hand the number of men he had ever been attracted to, and something about this man attracted him.
Kris walked around the rack trying to pay attention to the clothes but his eyes kept wandering off to the other man. He surveyed his hair, his beautiful deep blue eyes, tight leather pants, oh how they contoured to his…..
"Oh!", Kris slightly gasped as he saw the other man look up. He quickly grabbed the first shirt he could put his hand on and acted like he had been interested in it. The other man chuckled when he saw Kris grab a tight silky t-shirt that dipped low in the chest.
"Nice shirt," the other man said, " but I think it would look better on me actually." The other guy walked over to Kris and grabbed the shirt from him holding it up to himself. "Well what do you think? Would it look nice on me."
'Yes, it would look fantastic on you.' Images of this man wearing that tight silky shirt flooded Kris' mind. "Huh, wha? Um, yeah I suppose" Kris babbled trying to shed the thoughts from his mind. Kris quickly looked away acting as if he were interested in another rack.
"Adam, my name is Adam, what's your name?", the other man said, following Kris to the other rack.
"Er, I'm Kris"
"Hi Kris", Adam said as he reached his arm right in front of Kris to grab a shirt off the rack. "Try this shirt, it would look good on you." Adam held the shirt up to Kris' chest and looked him over.
Kris could tell that Adam was flirting with him. 'I'm never going to see this guy again, it won't hurt to flirt back a little, right.'
"You really think? Maybe I should try it on." Kris walked to the dressing room where Adam followed him. He walked into the stall and started taking his shirt off. Adam walked away and grabbed a pair of pants he thought would go well with the shirt and threw them over the top of the door.
"Here try these on too, I think they would look fabulous on you"
"Thanks Adam." Kris walked out a minute later. "So, how do I look?"
"Good enough to eat!", Adam exclaimed. Just as he had hoped the pants contoured Kris just right.
'Oh, I see something good enough to eat.' Kris thought blushing and looked at the floor. "Thanks, I think."
"Just let me fix this here." Adam reached down and zipped Kris' zipper for him, moving in closer to Kris as he did so. "There, now your perfect." Adam was now standing about 3 inches from Kris' face. Kris could feel Adam's hot breath breathing down his face. Adam slowly went in to kiss Kris….
'Wow he's so cute. I think he is going to kiss me. Wait! What am I doing? I'm married to a woman I cant do this'
"Well thanks a lot, really," Kris said quickly pulling away, "I really like this," he said looking at himself in a mirror, he could see Adam standing behind him checking him out, " I really appreciate you helping," walking back into the dressing room to change back, "I've never been one to be stylish so thanks for the help."
"Huh? Oh, no problem Kris."
Kris walked out of the dressing room to see Adam still standing there. "Well I really have to go, I have an important meeting and I cant be late. Thanks again Adam, maybe I'll see you around"
"Bye Kris is was nice meeting you."
Kris walked up to the counter to pay for his clothes. Sweat beginning to bead from his forehead, his heart pounding. He could still feel Adam's eyes watching him the whole way up to cashier. "Wow, I've never met a guy that hot before. Good thing I'll probably never see him again, I don't think I could resist myself again."
He paid for his clothes and rushed off to his hotel room to get ready for Idol. Thanks to 'Adam' he would look great and hopefully sound great for the judges too.