After The Last Glitter Falls
Chapter 14
Authors note: Hello to all my lovely reviewers, glad you are still here with us. I can see this becoming a VERY long lived flick as I am not even through a third of my ideas and we are already on chapter 14. One small request, I can't get c15 finished with the steamy happenings, so anyone who wants to try and help muse me for it. Please help! I can tell I'm sick this week when I can't write guy on guy stuff, I mean this is me! Sobs
Adam helped the boy back to his home, made up the sofa and sat there with him until he fell asleep. He questioned the choice to take him on tour with them, the kid was on the edge emotionally already. The cruel grueling schedule was enough to break a hardened performer. It would break his heart to leave Kurt behind, after offering the kid his dreams. On the other hand, if Adam left him behind then he had no way of knowing what would happen. Kurt seemed to have no one, but the band. Alone in this big city he would get drowned before the tour could get back to him. Adam couldn't let that happen to the kid, no it was better to keep Kurt where he could watch over him. He would have to be so careful to be his guardian angel during the tour and make sure he stayed safe. This was gonna be one hell of a ride trying to keep everything together.
Adam went up to his room, got into his pj bottoms and relaxed on the bed. He'd toured with stage companies before, all over Europe and America. He was used to the homesickness, the pressures, but now he had to design, plot and arrange everything himself. The pressure of all of that, and now Tommy awkwardness and Kurt's issues were giving him a tension headache he could really do without.
Honestly he could have done with a few more drinks and a good lay himself, instead of being here babysitting. He never had been one to meet his own needs first, always caring about others. Three days before they shipped out, three day he was meant to be relaxing in and now three days he had to sacrifice to sort out his friend. Tonight however was still his own, and he knew exactly what he needed.
In his specials drawer, there was a specially blended joint from his usual dealer. It wasn't often he allowed himself the weakness of getting high, but sometimes. Just now and then when he was desperate for some escape to relax in, he would. Adam was already pretty horny, that cute boy cuddled up to him all evening, breathing down his neck. It was enough to make a saint horny, let alone a pervert like himself. He needed to relax, to take care of his 'problem'.
The first part was the foreplay, setting the scene for the romance. Lighting scented candles, setting them up around the room to give the most romantic lighting. Switching the light off as he popped a DVD into the player, turning his TV on quietly to play some hot guy on guy action, the groans from the video piece going straight to his crotch. Adam took the joint out, sniffing it. That was one pure ass piece of work, he was going to enjoy this. He lit it carefully stepping out onto the small balcony outside his bedroom to take his time smoking it.
Breathing out feeling the stress just start to melt away. Leaning over the balcony, watching the city far below him. Cars/people rushing around in their crazy lives, never once thinking about relaxing or taking it easy. What fools, never seeing the better side of life. All it took was a few drags and then suddenly you were in heaven. He closed his eyes, letting the high rush over him, the cool air feeling so sensual on his bare skin. The rain falling gently enough to tease his flesh. He felt so free, so content in his life, everything that had been bothering him seemed so far away now. He would have to keep a good supply of this stuff with him during the tour to keep him mellow.
There was a small table, chair and a supply of good whisky out there with him. This was his own personal retreat when things got tough. He poured a glass, draining it, and refilling to sip more slowly. Taking the seat, swinging his feet up on the table letting the drug take over. Eyes closed as he finished the joint, letting the porn noises playing excite him even more. Reaching down to remove his bottoms, knowing no one could see his naked body here, he began to stroke himself. He was firm in his motions, not taking the time to tease, he was too damn high for release to be easily gained, but when it finally was it would all be so worthwhile.
He needed it to be, couldn't even remember the last time he had been laid with the crazy idol shows, tour and then his own tour plans and recording the album in just four short months. Too damn long, he knew that much! He couldn't stoop his mind from wandering to that cutie pie on his sofa as he self pleasured. Imaging those hands doing the work, those soft lips kissing him. Working their way across his chest, playing with his nipple ring, before trailing down his body to give him the most amazing blow job he had ever had. "Oh Kurt baby, more." He groaned, arching up into the space where he wished the boy could be, lost in his fantasy.