Tommy's POV

I whimpered when Adam shoved his finger up my ass. To be honest, it burned. Like fire was engulfing my entire body. It wouldn't go away and I wanted to scream out, fucking crying my eyes out. But I didn't…When he started to move it inside of me, like FUCK, I don't even know! The burning sensation remained, but was overtaken with the sudden urge of just…immense ecstasy, like no words could describe it! His long and slim fingers kept hitting this spot that just kept making me go fucking insane and I have no idea. Like, I was gonna have a fucking orgasm, it was so amazing! Just like that spot inside of me, and him moving his fingers in such a way. I panted, whining and biting hard on my bottom lip, barely able to contain myself. I knew I was becoming hard again because I felt it stabbing into my stomach and I groaned.

He kept adding fingers and I could feel the sweat accumulate on my back and I kept getting tighter until I eventually started to relax into his touch. I'm sure that made him so much happier, knowing that I would trust him to make the correct choices…I mean, come on, I had no idea what he was doing! I've never actually had a gay experience. Shit, I've kissed and made out with men before, but never gone this far. But then again, I love Adam and I'm willing to take it to the next fucking level: allowing him to shove his rock hard dick in my ass.

"Are you ready, Glitterbaby?" he asked, his fingers pulling out of me and I moaned at the loss, whimpering and nuzzling my cheek into the cushion of the couch, needing to be touched again, feeling completely helpless without his aid. And he knew that. I wanted to reach down and start touching myself, but I was frozen in elation.

I whined loudly and nodded my head and gasped, clenching my eyes shut when he started to penetrate my body. A whimper fell from my lips loudly as I yelped. "A-ADAM!" I wailed and then I began to see white when his dick pressed against that spot inside of me. I wouldn't be surprised if I fainted. Seriously, it was THAT amazing! Adam Lambert, you're a fucking SEX GOD. "O-Oh, SHIT!" I yelled, gripping tightly onto the pillows and burying my head into them, the burning sensation and pain almost too much to bear. But in that amount of agony, the pleasure and realization came into play and I began to push back and he would pull back, shoving deeper and deeper inside of me.

"A-Adam…" I rasped and moaned loudly when I felt liquid surge inside of me. I panted and collapsed onto the couch, feeling Adam bounce besides me. My eyes were shut, exhaustion, pain, and pleasure too overwhelming inside me. I just wanted to fall asleep here in his arms. "O-Oh, Adam…" I whined, opening my eyes halfway and kissing him on the lips. It was tender, with no tongue, just an 'I love you, but I'm still unable to say it', kind of kiss. "T-Thank you…" I whispered, nuzzling into his neck. He was sweaty and I gave a weak chuckle.

"Glitterbaby," he said, wrapping his arms around my wet and sore body, "you were amazing…" he claimed and I blushed, realizing that he practically took my virginity for the first time and he told me that I was amazing. He was too sweet…

"You were even better…" I mused back, the fire burning into my cheeks.

Then I felt him tense and I looked up at him, grabbing his hand and holding it up to my naked chest. "T-Tommy…" he whispered and I whimpered, not liking the tone in his voice. Was he going to tell me something that I didn't do right? In fact, I didn't do much of anything except lay there and take it. "We didn't use a condom," he whined and I looked at him, turning my head to the side. "I-I'm so sorry, it completely slipped my mine and, I'm so fucking sorry!" He seemed so worried. Why though? Didn't he get checked and use protection? Even if he did have something, he would always make sure to wear a condom, no matter what, right?

"A-Adam, baby, I trust you…You're clean, right?" I asked, kissing him on the lips and cupping his face in my hands. He still seemed stiff and I didn't like that. HE WAS CLEAN, RIGHT? I'm sure he used a condom with all those spring flings we brought over, he wasn't irresponsible. For fuck sakes, I went to the store to get condoms with him. He was fine.

He nodded nervously, and shrugged, kissing me back. I moaned lightly, sucking on the freckle to the left of his bottom lip. He groaned pulling away and smiling at me, "Baby, I just want to let you know that I love you…Alright?" he whispered and I nodded, lowering my head and kissing his neck, completely exhausted. My ass stung and it ached between my legs. Fuck, my breathing wasn't even slow yet. He worked me really hard. But I'm not complaining, it was amazing.

"Sweetie, we have to get ready before the band suspects something…" he murmured, getting up and I groaned in protest, reaching up for him, but all I got was air. "I know…It'll hurt love, but come on…We'll take a shower at the hotel, alright? I know you feel gross and sticky…" he mumbled, putting on his pants and easing mine up. I hissed and he whimpered, nuzzling into my neck. "I know…" he whispered again, putting on my shirt, and I did feel dirty…and SORE. I tried standing up, but I yelped in pain, falling back on the couch and whined. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and I groaned, whimpering loudly and looking up at Adam.

"DAMNITT!" I growled. Adam seemed worried and he scurried over, wrapping his arm around my waist and hoisting me up. We were both fully dressed at this point. But I wanted to get out of these fucking clothes! They were too tight, wet, and sticky! I hated it!

"We'll just go straight back to the hotel, alright?" he whispered into my hair, walking out of the door and into the limo. The guards followed us and shut the door. I felt bad…When was the last time I went to go talk to the fans? I don't know…

When we arrived at the hotel, I could walk, but fuck, was it awkward. I practically waddled next to Adam and I kept tripping. Finally, we got to the room and Adam and I made our way to the bathroom. He turned the water on to the perfect temperature and stripped himself before helping me take off my attire. He lifted me up; setting me down in the shower with such care, it was as if he was treating me like I would break at any second. Which I would. I was ready to burst into tears, but I wouldn't allow myself…

It was overwhelming, all of this, but I took it. I loved Adam. I did. And I wanted to tell him. Just scream if and make it known to the world; to him.

Adam shut the door and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my forehead. I moaned, leaning against him and shutting my eyes, wanting to fall asleep.

"I love you, Adam…" I whispered, tired and not really wanting to move. He tensed and I felt him look down at me, but I didn't bother looking up.

"W-What, Tommy?" he asked, as if he couldn't hear me.

"Oh, shut up. You heard me…" I mumbled, kissing his neck and resting my head on his shoulder. There…I said it.

I love you.