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What Else Could a Guy Do?	By : MissEncheva Category: Individual Celebrities > Adam Lambert Views: 2026 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction! I do not know Adam Lambert or Tommy Joe Ratliff, and I do not profit from these writings.

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Adam couldn’t believe his own thoughts, what an awful person thinks in such a way? Even though the man actually is a prostitute but that didn’t make it right for Adam to think such bad things. He shifted his gaze up to stare at the ceiling; he was ashamed by his own mind. Tommy was a nice and kind guy, he was a talented guitarist and he was incredibly sexy; he knew what people need, he knew how to make them feel good and it seemed like he could be anybody’s best friend and did Adam mention how incredibly hot he was?!
He once again let his eyes roam over the man next to him. His hair was falling over the side of his face, it was tousled – it totally looked like after-fuck hair; his lips were slightly parted. His tongue darted out to moisten them and Adam’s eyes were instantly stuck on the boy’s mouth. In a moment the singer looked up at the soft brown orbs gazing back at him.
When their eyes met Tommy smiled; he had the cutest smile ever, it was almost innocent. It warmed Adam’s very soul and for a second he forgot who Tommy was and what he did for a living. That was until the blond looked at his surroundings before turning back to Adam once again.
“Do you have wet wipes or something?” Tommy asked casually. Then he saw the confusion in the other man’s face he clarified, “It’s… leaking everywhere. Actually there is some on the couch as well. We better clean it up.”
The singer immediately felt ashamed again. He looked everywhere but at Tommy as he stood up and grabbed his clothes off the floor to pseudo-cover himself.
“Umm… yes, just… one second. I’ll bring…” he was saying as he was trying to reach the bathroom walking backwards, not that Tommy hadn’t already seen his ass.
The blond was amused by that behaviour – the guy was all “I want you to come all over me” just a few minutes ago and now he was hiding his junk. Weird, but Tommy thought that might be his true nature; after all if one considered their conversation over the phone and then their first hour or so together then the singer’s clumsy shyness seemed quite normal.
Once Adam was in the bathroom and the door was closed he took a deep breath before the turned around to search for something to clean the couch and Tommy with. But he had forgotten there was a mirror in that bathroom, actually it was more like he didn’t think about the mirror and about how he looked. But then there he was standing in the middle of his bathroom, his eyes fixed on his mirrored image. He was naked, sweaty and there was come over his chest and stomach and only some of it was his; at that moment he realized how stupid it was that he was holding his jeans and t-shirt against himself to hide his bits. He quickly let go of the clothes and they fell to the floor. He took a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He was so impolite; he had a naked, sexy man in the other room waiting to clean up so he could put some clothes on and Adam was staring at himself. But his self-consciousness couldn’t allow him to walk out of the bathroom all covered in different substances so he quickly took another towel and rinsed his chest with it. Then, before he left the bathroom, he took one more fresh towel out of the cupboard under the sink.
When he opened the door his eyes immediately fell on Tommy.
“Here’s something…” The singer handed the item to the other man, “You… you can use my shower if you want to.” he proposed. Tommy just stood up and wrapped it around his waist without saying a word and that’s when Adam started babbling, “I mean you don’t have to… only if you want to. It’s nice and there’s plenty of hot water and nice aromatic shower gels and-”
“Thank you.” Tommy interrupted him. “A shower will be a lot better than-” he saw unease in the brunette’s eyes when he spoke in a dirty way so he restructured his thought, “I’d love a shower.”
Adam smiled sweetly and let Tommy pass to get to the shower room.
Once the blond man was behind the closed door of the shower room Adam felt all sorts of emotions run though him in the same time – he was still a little ashamed; there was a bit of shyness trying to break through; maybe some insecurity; also confusion – how was he going to pay his tax? But then again Adam couldn’t believe he had to pay a tax! Did he lose his mind or something – why did he hire a hooker?? No, Tommy was not just a hooker! It’s bad and wrong to talk like that! But Adam still had to pay, right? How would he go about that? Cash? – no that would feel dirty. Credit card? – can you pay a hooker via credits card? Damn it! He should stop calling Tommy that! In his mind there was an infinite loop and he couldn’t break out of it – he remembered he had to pay which reminded him he had hired a prostitute but then his brain jumped to the picture of the blond man playing the guitar and it didn’t fit with Adam’s idea about the gay prostitution and then there was the shame which triggered a desire to do something to repay the guy which brought him back to the tax and so on and so forth…
“Oh, God…” Adam took a deep breath and sat on the armchair putting his head in his hands.
He listened to the water from the shower run down for a few moments until he regained the ability to think clearly once again. He decided he was going to wait for Tommy to come out of the bathroom and he’d let him dress up and then he’d offer him some refreshments and he’ll wait for him to start the money talk. Yeah, that seemed like a good idea.
That was until the water stopped running and the bathroom door opened letting the steam invade the living room; in a moment out of the haze a shape emerged. Adam blinked and when he reopened his eyes there was Tommy standing in front of the door; he had wrapped a towel around his waist, his body and hair were wet, little streams of water were running down his toned chest and stomach until they reached the hem of the white, fluffy cloth which absorbed them.
Suddenly Adam’s throat felt as dry as a desert; he let his tongue run over his lips in an attempt to moisturize them bit it either didn’t work or he didn’t feel it. All he knew was the beauty before him. The blond man was standing there observing Adam; the singer remembered to take a breath and that triggered his body once again. He blinked and stood up from his seat trying not to stare at Tommy.
“Um, I’ll… um, leave ya to… Get dressed.” The brunette almost crushed into a big glass vase which was put on the floor beside the door leading into the kitchen…
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