Chapter 2

Adam was giggling again. He didn't know what was so funny but whatever. Tommy and him had walked back to his hotel room sharing a little small talk. At first Adam had been apprehensive about going to a strangers hotel room (a stranger that had almost beaten him to a pulp) but as soon as they were inside and drinks were poured Adam had found himself relaxing.

Tommy had pulled off his hoodie and was seated with his back against the headboard wearing just his jeans and a white wife beater. Adam couldn't help but be impressed by the man's build and after the first drink he had mustered up the courage to ask what the fuck he was doing to get traps like that. They ended up sitting and talking, well mainly Adam talked and Tommy listened, for what felt like hours.

"Is it hot in here? I'm burning up.." Adam muttered from his perch on the far end of the bed.

"You really don't drink much do you?" Tommy asked a deep chuckle rumbling from his chest.

"It's the fucking sweater.." Adam muttered yanking the offending garment over his head where it promptly got tangled on his arms. Tommy shook his head as he reached out and pulled the sweater from Adam's flailing arms. For a moment their eyes met and both of them hung on to that eye contact a little too long.

Adam cleared his throat and started plucking open the first few buttons of his shirt.

"If your putting on a show; that's one shitty strip tease." Tommy teased polishing off his drink.

Adam sputtered and felt heat spreading across his cheeks. "I- I wasn't.." he was at a loss for words. When he met Tommy's eyes again they were dark with mischief.

Adam fell into a awkward silence and before long he found himself looking at the other man. Really looking. Noticing the fine sprinkle of freckles across his nose and cheeks, the long lashes Rachel would kill for framing those gray eyes, and those pouty lips that should look out of place on such a man's face but seemed to be the only choice to match the rest.

Adam shook his head and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He was surprised to see it was only pushing 3 am. He then busied himself with any app he could find. After only a few seconds of browsing his phone was yanked out of his hands.

"What the fuck? Give that back!" Adam cried reaching for his phone that was dangling from Tommy's fingers.

A huge grin spread across Tommy's face and he easily evaded Adam's drunken reaching. Adam crawled up on his knees and reached again but Tommy quickly moved the phone further out of his reach. Adam huffed out a frustrated breath and quickly crawled over Tommy stretching his arm out while supporting himself with the other against the headboard.

Adam glanced down a froze. His knees were on either side of Tommy's hips and his face was mere inches from Tommy's, close enough he could feel the staccato of his breath against his cheek as he chuckled at him. Before Adam could even think he was pulled in by the gravity of those lips pressing his to Tommy's in a slightly sloppy and harsh kiss.

For a split second Tommy didn't respond, but that moment passed and Tommy began to eagerly devour Adam's lips drawing a started moan out of the smaller man. Tommy sucked in Adam's bottom lip and gave it a gentle bite before slipping his tongue along the seam of his lips.

Adam's spine stiffened as his mind caught up with what they were doing and he quickly tried to pull away but found Tommy's arms wrapped firmly around his waist.

"Uh.. look I don't know what just happened but I should go. I'm not gay. I have a girlfriend. I'm sorry.. I need to go." Adam babbled trying to make his heavy limbs work and free himself from Tommy's grip.

"Shut up." Tommy said simply as he shifted his weight and easily had Adam on his back in seconds. Tommy grinned down at him as Adam pushed against his shoulders, his face burning bright red.

"I'm not gay!" he repeated.

"Neither am I." Tommy silenced his with another kiss. Adam's fingers tangled in the well worn undershirt as they decided whether to pull him closer or push him away. "Stop thinking." Tommy ordered before biting the underside of his jaw with enough force to make Adam yelp.

Adam's heart was racing and when Tommy lowered his body onto his, settling between his thighs, he was surprised to feel himself already half erect.

"When did that happen?" he wondered, but his thoughts were cut short when Tommy's hand started working to pull his shirt loose from his slacks. He buried his fingers in Tommy's surprisingly soft hair and pulled him in attacking his lips, sucking Tommy's tongue into his mouth, wringing a low rumbling groan from the man.

Adam let out an embarrassing moan as Tommy's hips moved against his letting him feel the answering hardness there. He really shouldn't be turned on by this but he could feel heat coiling in his belly as he went from half erect to painfully hard in a matter of what felt like seconds.

Tommy smiled against his lips as he worked a warm hand under Adam's shirt, his fingers nearly spanning Adam's waist as they slowly slid up his body. He shuddered, his hips bucking against Tommy's as those fingers found his nipple, plucking and teasing it into a hard pebble before moving to the other to give it the same treatment.

Adam broke the kiss then yanked Tommy's undershirt over his head, his hands traveling over those broad shoulders and down the well muscled back. Adam bit at the tattoo over his collar bone before sucking on the inked skin, leaving his own mark.

Tommy growled, grinding his erection against Adam's and for a moment Adam was afraid he was going to come in his pants like a teenager.

"Tommy..." Adam gasped as Tommy pulled open the fly on his slacks and slipped a hand inside running his fingers over the hard length straining against gray boxer briefs. "Oh shit." Adam's eyes nearly rolled back in his head as a iron hot flash of pleasure shot through him. It had never felt this good with Rachel. Why is he thinking of her now anyways? She had been uninterested for weeks now.

"Your thinking again." Tommy muttered before sinking his teeth into the flesh between his neck and shoulder, leaving a dark imprint of his perfectly imperfect teeth. Adam's cock twitched in his palm in response and his thoughts were firmly planted back in the here and now.

Tommy's weight left him briefly as his slacks were pulled down his long legs and tossed off the edge of the bed. The smirk that spread on Tommy's face as he settled back between his legs, should be illegal.

Adam wasn't sure what to do with his hands and eventually settled for tangling them in the comforter as he thrust himself into Tommy's hand when it returned. Tommy in turn was grinding his impressive feeling erection against the crux of his thighs.

Tommy's hand slid from his erection and moved to unbutton his own fly and pushing his jeans down a bit while he supported his weight on one elbow.

"That is way hotter than it should be." Adam muttered watching as Tommy pulled his in fact impressive erection from his boxers and giving it a few strokes. Tommy shifted his weight and pulled Adam's slimmer but still impressive (at least he thinks so.) length through the front of his boxer briefs. The first skin on skin contacted made a thick bead of precum pearl up and slowly roll down his length and he couldn't stop his hips from rolling up sliding himself deeper into that grip.

Adam wrapped his legs around Tommy's hips, feeling that thick length slide in the space between his thigh and hip. Tommy's lips found his again in a heated clash as he thrust against him, Adams own length being pressed between their bellies.

Tommy's hands found both of his and their fingers tangled together before Tommy pinned both hands above his head. He set a rolling pace and Adam knew there was no way he was going to last very long. His body was burning and flushed and his limbs trembled with the need to thrust back against the solid slightly furry stomach that was a delicious pressure on his steadily leaking member.

After a few moments Adam got his timing down and was matching Tommy's thrusts, the sweat building between them making their movements slick. Adam felt his body growing taut and he threw his head back as his toes curled into the blankets. He was about to pass the point of no return and it was glorious. The low growling sounds coming from Tommy told Adam that he was close as well.

"Oh god. I'm gonna come..." Adam gasped out pulling at Tommy's grip on his hands as his hips stuttered and he spilled between their bellies, waves of intense pleasure ripping pained sounds from his throat before he fell limp back on the bed.

Tommy grunted licking into Adam's slack mouth as he released his hands and moving to grip Adam's hips, picking up his pace. Moments later Tommy thrust hard against him and he could feel his cock twitch as warm liquid splashed against his stomach and trailed down his side. Tommy sighed dropping his forehead on his shoulder as they both fought to catch their breath.

Adam stared at the ceiling in a post coital haze and barely registered Tommy moving until his weight left, pulling a disappointed sound from his chest. He didn't know how long Tommy was gone but his eyelids were feeling heavy and no matter how hard he fought it his eyes fell closed and he was asleep.

Tommy shuffled around in the bathroom for a moment, wetting some washcloths and cleaning the sticky patches from his skin. He was more relaxed than he had been in a long time. When he looked in the mirror a grin tugged at his lips: his hair was a complete mess, sticking up at odd angles, and his lips were red and swollen.

Tommy wrung out another cloth and went back into the room to bring it to Adam but found him fast asleep across the bed. With a chuckle Tommy shook his head and wiped away at the quickly drying come on his stomach and side. Adam mummered and shifted but didn't wake up as Tommy tucked him back into his underwear and righted his shirt.

"Come on man, lets get you to bed." He muttered pulling the blankets back on the bed and pulling the surprisingly light man into a more comfortable position, resting his head on the pillow. Tommy brushed his hair back from his face before he tucked the comforter around him.

With a sigh Tommy looked around the room and gathered his things. He didn't want to go back and face his father but he knew that he didn't have a choice and there was a plane ticket with his name on it that was set to leave in 4 hours. The events of the last few hours left Tommy with a strange feeling but he pushed those thoughts to the side as pulled his hoodie back over his head and smoothed his hair down.

Just when he was walking through the room towards the door he saw Adam's phone laying on the floor next to the bed. He knelt down and picked it up, turning it over in his hand. He tell himself later that he was just being curious when he swiped the screen on the phone but if he was honest with himself I wanted to know more about the man.

Tommy shuffled through Adam's contacts and he felt a knot in the pit of his stomach at the names there: "Mom, Kyle, Rachel, Work, Doctor." Only 5 names. He felt a pang of sympathy for Adam's loneliness. He had a long painful road ahead with the chemo and it made Tommy upset to know that there were so few people to help him.

After a few more moments of tapping at the phone, Tommy set an alarm for 3 hours from now and left it sitting on the bedside table. With one final look over the sleeping man Tommy stood and left the room.

Tommy stepped out onto the dark sidewalks and into the taxi the hotel had called for him as he paid for the room Adam was currently sleeping in. He gave the driver the address of the hotel that his father had booked secretly hoping the man would be passed out before he got there.

As the cab made it's way across town he thought about the events of the night. Tommy had never really been attracted to a man but there was something about Adam that pulled him in. Maybe it was just that they were both in need of human companionship. Tommy found that he wasn't really bothered by this little incident but he would defiantly be keeping it to himself if anyone happened to ask where he had been. That's a big "if".

When the cab pulled up to the curb Tommy reached in his pocket for his wallet and his fingers felt something else in there. Confused he pulled out the slightly rumpled slip of paper and knew before he turned it over what it was. He didn't remember pocketing the MRI picture but here it was.

He tossed some bills at the cab driver and stepped out, tossing his bag over his shoulder. He ran his fingers over the small picture and read the name in the bottom corner.

'Lerner, Adam' So he had a last name. Tommy carefully folded the slip of paper and tucked it in his wallet before setting his shoulders and marching into the lobby making his way to the elevator.

When he reached his father's hotel room he didn't knock and just opened the door. He found Paddy fast asleep in one of the standard issue chairs. With a sigh he removed the whiskey bottle from the table and poured the rest down the drain in the bathroom.

He returned to Paddy and gave the man a harsh shake. "Wake up old man. We have a plane to catch."

Hours later after getting his father up and dressed he was boarding the flight back to Pittsburgh and finding his seat that was thankfully not next to his father, Tommy glanced at his phone realizing Adam would now be awake. Tommy flipped it closed and looked out the window at the clouds passing by.

"Life goes on." He told himself.