Fanfiction post! :D
I've been really good lately and posting a lot of fanfiction a lot, and I've been wanting to write a plot like this for a while. :o
Title: "Euphoria and Bliss"
Author: ginasaur_x3
Rating: NC-17 - For EXTREME sexual themes and cursing.
Warning(s): Slash, boy love, and cursing.
Disclaimer: This story is about real people, but not real events. I in NO way own Adam Lambert or Kris Allen and this fanfic has no affiliation with them. This fanfic is entirely FICTIONAL and should be viewed as just artistic expression. This fanfic was written for entertainment purposes ONLY.
A/N: This story takes place during the American Idol Live Tour and the setting is the tour bus.
Summary: There was something about pleasuring Adam Lambert that Kris Allen REALLY enjoyed... Maybe even too much.
His tongue ran up the base of Adam’s shaft, lapping at the underside and feeling a chill up his spine when he heard a growl emerge from deep within Adam’s throat. Adam’s nail polished fingers were grasping lightly to the sheets on the double-bunk, gracefully resisting the urge to push down on Kris’ head to force more of his cock down Kris’ throat.
“Mm, Adam,” Kris whispered, licking all the way up Adam’s shaft again before he looked up at him. An amused look was plastered across his face, his lips curved into somewhat of a playful smirk; an expression that he finally mastered after countless pictures were taken of him where the photographers asked for that specific pose. “You have to be quiet, remember?” Kris’ voice was hushed, but wasn’t low enough for someone else not to hear. “You may be good at avoiding certain things, Glambert, but this one might be a little tough to explain…”
Adam’s breathing was slightly hitched, but he simply smirked in his usual rock star cool fashion when hearing Kris’ comment. “At least they’d expect it from me…I’m Adam Lambert. I’ve been living the gay lifestyle for a few years now, it’s not too much of a shock for someone like me to potentially make a ‘straight’ guy curious…you’re the one that would need to explain himself, Mr. Newlywed.” Kris just scoffed when Adam spoke, knowing that he was right, and ran his tongue in a wet circle around the swollen head of Adam’s erection. “Still wouldn’t look good for you.” The smaller male’s accent shown in his words, knowing that being reminded of Kris’ Southern routes drove Adam crazy.
Adam didn’t reply, but rather reached down to give Kris’ ass a playful smack, only realizing the sound that would come from it after the deed was over. The action made Kris squeal slightly, but he then giggled, loving every second of Adam’s flirtatious nature.
Adam was naturally flirty. Basically he’d flirt with anyone; guys or girls, even if we weren’t necessarily attracted to the gender or the person. But when Adam was turned on, and especially at the peak of his arousal like right now, the flirtatious attitude of his personality was off the charts. Kris had found it a hobby of his to flirt with Adam, especially when the older man didn’t expect it. He’d love the reactions that would ensue from it and making Adam Lambert of all people actually speechless was an amazing feat it on its own. Though even though doing the actions on his own was fun, having Adam flirt back was sometimes even better. Adam Lambert had a way of taking flirting to a whole new level, creating a completely new definition for sexy. But when Adam was the one who started the passes, it made Kris feel like a teenager again; the feeling identical to the way a high school student would react to their date asking them to the school dance.
At the same time, however, flirting with Adam and having Adam flirt back, made Kris feel undeniably shy. And when Kris was shy; he was shy. He couldn’t hide it and he couldn’t cover it. His eyes would avert Adam’s gaze, his face would flush, his words would stutter. It was like a game the two of them played without warning the other when it was started. Kris would play to put Adam at a loss of words, and Adam would play to embarrass the younger. It was as though Adam found enjoyment to Kris struggling to keep his composure in front of other people and the cameras when in reality he just wanted to hide under a blanket and attempt to stop his blushing.
The only time Kris wouldn’t have shyness around Adam were moments like right now. When the room was dark and quiet, it was basically just he and Adam; Adam’s breathing was speeding up, the desire between the two boys becoming unbearable… Something about the darkness made Kris feel safer, more in control. Something would happen in the dark that would cause Kris to forget about his embarrassment and just focus on the lust and want - oh GOD that want; that he had for the older man. When Adam was the one fully erect, and Kris was the one between the twenty-seven year old’s legs, his lips inches away from Adam’s shaft; it gave Kris even more confidence.
To put it bluntly, Kris loved Adam’s cock. Everything was perfect about Adam, everything, and his member was no different. Perfectly sized, Adam was so big that he could pass as a porn star. The sounds Adam would make when he was pleasured, the way his head would throw back when he climaxed; the taste of Adam’s seed in Kris’ mouth, the way he felt between his lips, the way the tip would hit the back of his throat, the feeling of his hardness on Kris’ skin…Kris loved it all; each and every second of it. Truth be told, Kris could be satisfied with JUST pleasuring Adam simply from the sort of high he’d get from it all.
When something was so loved, so desperately wanted -needed, there was just no room to get shy. Emotions like that would just get in the way of the pleasure of it all. Kris didn’t want to taint or damage something so completely perfect.
Kris kissed the tip of Adam’s erection and felt his own body shiver at the taste of Adam’s pre-cum, the feeling of his hardness against his lips. They weren’t supposed to be doing this right now, not here. But fuck self-control. Kris didn’t even know who started it. Had Adam asked Kris to blow him, or did Kris start on his own? He didn’t even care anymore, it didn’t even matter. All that mattered is the peak of sexual desire that was right now, the feelings Kris was getting and the feelings he was creating on Adam’s body.
Slowly, he entered the head of Adam into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he sucked. His tongue played along the slit, tasting more of his pre-cum as his hand was brought down, fingers wrapped around the base of his erection. Kris started to suck on the head, his hand slowly moving up and down, his body reacting to both the feeling of Adam’s hardness in his mouth as well as in his hand. Adam was still panting, but he didn’t moan. Adam had a great amount of self-control, Kris never understood it. While Kris would be a moaning and panting mess the whole entire time he rode out his orgasm, Adam could bite his lip and take it with just a small grunt if he wanted to. Still, it probably was for the best that Adam was this way. They were on a VERY crowded bus right now. Six other men on the bus as well as a roadie, a security guard, and the driver. This was not the time and place to be sneaking into Adam’s bunk, blowing Adam until he came, hoping that no one would hear or wake up. Blowing your “best friend” when no one was watching wasn’t exactly something you’d have to think about explaining -to a bunch of other guys you were sharing living space with, and especially not to your wife.
But that was still what he was doing anyway. Here Kris was, blowing Adam in his bunk, trying to keep quiet but in some strange and way, almost WANTING someone to hear them. Just knowing that it was easy for them to get caught gave Kris such a thrill and excited him so much more. He thrills of the forbidden; this secret relationship between he and Adam taught Kris about all sorts of kinks that he had and never knew about.
“Mm, Kris-“ Adam purred out softly, one of his hands leaving the sheets to gently pat the top of Kris’ head. His fingers ran lightly through the short brown hair that was there, fluffy to the touch, each strand seeming to stick in a different direction. Kris knew that Adam was getting impatient. After all, Kris loved giving Adam head so much that he tended to prolong it for as long as possible. But Adam’s satisfaction came first and Kris aimed to please. He gently brought his hand away from Adam’s member and slowly began pushing his head downwards, lower and lower until his throat wouldn’t allow for any more. His tongue continued to lap as his head moved, inch by antagonizing inch, Adam’s erection sliding past Kris’ lips so torturing slow. Another growl escaped from Adam’s throat, but it was a sound so faint that no one would even look up if they heard it.
Adam’s fingers that were once moving so softly through Kris’ hair were now gripping at it just slightly, slowly applying pressure down on Kris’ head and pushing his mouth further down on Adam’s erection. Kris felt the tip of Adam hit the back of his throat and almost gagged, but tricked his mind so he’d stop. Instead, with feeling this, the realization at how large Adam actually was, sent shockwaves of pleasure down Kris’ body. “MM!” He moaned a little too loudly on Adam’s cock, vibrations shooting up Adam’s whole system and he decided to tease no longer. Up and down, he moved his head faster, sucking on Adam’s erection enough to make his cheeks slightly hallow, and his lips swell. A faint “pop” sound was heard whenever Kris’ mouth would almost release the head of Adam’s shaft, and he had to keep reminding himself that they were on a crowded bus, that they would be totally screwed if someone heard them, just to stop himself from making his own sounds louder. Every now and then, Kris would look up at Adam’s expression, loving the different changes in Adam’s face. The way his face would relax and then tense, his lips would part, his chest would move gracefully in and out. Everything about his was perfect and this moment was perfect, and Kris was doing so well without even concentrating just because this whole entire thing felt so completely GOOD.
Adam’s hips then bucked, “Kris!” He hissed, his tone still remarkably quiet for the situation. Adam didn’t even need to tell Kris what was coming, because Kris knew a little too well and not only that but was more than ready for it. He continued bobbing his head up and down, sucking and licking, wanting to finish Adam off with his mouth rather than his hand. And he did exactly that, because it didn’t take much more for Adam’s muscles to clench and his release to happen right in the hot of Kris’ wet and skilled mouth. Kris moaned once again a little too loudly as he felt the hot fluids fill his mouth, loving the feeling of it going down his throat and the taste taking over his tongue much more than he ever had expected he would before doing these kinds of things with Adam Lambert.
Adam panted after his completion and Kris found himself panting too. “Damn,” Adam finally breathed out, “You’re way too good at that, Kris.” Adam smirked down at the brunette, almost laughing at the whole thing. “You have a mouth that’s meant to do that.” Kris felt his cheeks flushing now that it was all over and half-smiled not exactly sure how he should take the compliment. “I t-tried. I’ve done it enough times, now, so that helped me get better.” Adam ran his fingers through his dyed black hair, pushing his bangs out of his eyes. “Oh please, you were always good at that.” He then smiled, gently this time, and leaned in to kiss Kris softly and tenderly on the lips. It was always amazing to Kris how Adam could bounce from sexy to adorable and sweet in the blink of an eye. Their kiss ended and then Adam had another playful smirk on his face, “Your turn,” He cooed before swiftly switching positions with Kris, pinning Kris’ wrists to the bed.
Kris found himself continuing to blush, “Adam-!” He half-protested even though he knew VERY well how much he wanted this. “Shh,” Adam hushed, placing a finger over Kris’ lips. “YOU need to learn to be quiet, you hear? If you make too much noise and I think you’re going to wake one of the guys up, I’m stopping immediately and you could go to bed with a boner. Understand, sweetie?” Kris wanted to pout, wanted to glare, but just found himself staring stupidly up at Adam, in complete awe at how attractive the older male was. He slowly nodded, “R-right.”
Anger at Adam’s teasing, worry of another hearing them; all of it seemed to fade away when they were in moments such as this. The sensations and feelings of it all, as well as the closeness it brought him to Adam just made it all worthwhile in a very big way. This was just one way Kris could be at his upmost bliss.
-END-
You could also read this story here at my fanfiction.net account. :]
Mods, feel free to change the tags if I faaailed.
Title: "Euphoria and Bliss"
Author: ginasaur_x3
Rating: NC-17 - For EXTREME sexual themes and cursing.
Warning(s): Slash, boy love, and cursing.
Disclaimer: This story is about real people, but not real events. I in NO way own Adam Lambert or Kris Allen and this fanfic has no affiliation with them. This fanfic is entirely FICTIONAL and should be viewed as just artistic expression. This fanfic was written for entertainment purposes ONLY.
A/N: This story takes place during the American Idol Live Tour and the setting is the tour bus.
Summary: There was something about pleasuring Adam Lambert that Kris Allen REALLY enjoyed... Maybe even too much.
His tongue ran up the base of Adam’s shaft, lapping at the underside and feeling a chill up his spine when he heard a growl emerge from deep within Adam’s throat. Adam’s nail polished fingers were grasping lightly to the sheets on the double-bunk, gracefully resisting the urge to push down on Kris’ head to force more of his cock down Kris’ throat.
“Mm, Adam,” Kris whispered, licking all the way up Adam’s shaft again before he looked up at him. An amused look was plastered across his face, his lips curved into somewhat of a playful smirk; an expression that he finally mastered after countless pictures were taken of him where the photographers asked for that specific pose. “You have to be quiet, remember?” Kris’ voice was hushed, but wasn’t low enough for someone else not to hear. “You may be good at avoiding certain things, Glambert, but this one might be a little tough to explain…”
Adam’s breathing was slightly hitched, but he simply smirked in his usual rock star cool fashion when hearing Kris’ comment. “At least they’d expect it from me…I’m Adam Lambert. I’ve been living the gay lifestyle for a few years now, it’s not too much of a shock for someone like me to potentially make a ‘straight’ guy curious…you’re the one that would need to explain himself, Mr. Newlywed.” Kris just scoffed when Adam spoke, knowing that he was right, and ran his tongue in a wet circle around the swollen head of Adam’s erection. “Still wouldn’t look good for you.” The smaller male’s accent shown in his words, knowing that being reminded of Kris’ Southern routes drove Adam crazy.
Adam didn’t reply, but rather reached down to give Kris’ ass a playful smack, only realizing the sound that would come from it after the deed was over. The action made Kris squeal slightly, but he then giggled, loving every second of Adam’s flirtatious nature.
Adam was naturally flirty. Basically he’d flirt with anyone; guys or girls, even if we weren’t necessarily attracted to the gender or the person. But when Adam was turned on, and especially at the peak of his arousal like right now, the flirtatious attitude of his personality was off the charts. Kris had found it a hobby of his to flirt with Adam, especially when the older man didn’t expect it. He’d love the reactions that would ensue from it and making Adam Lambert of all people actually speechless was an amazing feat it on its own. Though even though doing the actions on his own was fun, having Adam flirt back was sometimes even better. Adam Lambert had a way of taking flirting to a whole new level, creating a completely new definition for sexy. But when Adam was the one who started the passes, it made Kris feel like a teenager again; the feeling identical to the way a high school student would react to their date asking them to the school dance.
At the same time, however, flirting with Adam and having Adam flirt back, made Kris feel undeniably shy. And when Kris was shy; he was shy. He couldn’t hide it and he couldn’t cover it. His eyes would avert Adam’s gaze, his face would flush, his words would stutter. It was like a game the two of them played without warning the other when it was started. Kris would play to put Adam at a loss of words, and Adam would play to embarrass the younger. It was as though Adam found enjoyment to Kris struggling to keep his composure in front of other people and the cameras when in reality he just wanted to hide under a blanket and attempt to stop his blushing.
The only time Kris wouldn’t have shyness around Adam were moments like right now. When the room was dark and quiet, it was basically just he and Adam; Adam’s breathing was speeding up, the desire between the two boys becoming unbearable… Something about the darkness made Kris feel safer, more in control. Something would happen in the dark that would cause Kris to forget about his embarrassment and just focus on the lust and want - oh GOD that want; that he had for the older man. When Adam was the one fully erect, and Kris was the one between the twenty-seven year old’s legs, his lips inches away from Adam’s shaft; it gave Kris even more confidence.
To put it bluntly, Kris loved Adam’s cock. Everything was perfect about Adam, everything, and his member was no different. Perfectly sized, Adam was so big that he could pass as a porn star. The sounds Adam would make when he was pleasured, the way his head would throw back when he climaxed; the taste of Adam’s seed in Kris’ mouth, the way he felt between his lips, the way the tip would hit the back of his throat, the feeling of his hardness on Kris’ skin…Kris loved it all; each and every second of it. Truth be told, Kris could be satisfied with JUST pleasuring Adam simply from the sort of high he’d get from it all.
When something was so loved, so desperately wanted -needed, there was just no room to get shy. Emotions like that would just get in the way of the pleasure of it all. Kris didn’t want to taint or damage something so completely perfect.
Kris kissed the tip of Adam’s erection and felt his own body shiver at the taste of Adam’s pre-cum, the feeling of his hardness against his lips. They weren’t supposed to be doing this right now, not here. But fuck self-control. Kris didn’t even know who started it. Had Adam asked Kris to blow him, or did Kris start on his own? He didn’t even care anymore, it didn’t even matter. All that mattered is the peak of sexual desire that was right now, the feelings Kris was getting and the feelings he was creating on Adam’s body.
Slowly, he entered the head of Adam into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he sucked. His tongue played along the slit, tasting more of his pre-cum as his hand was brought down, fingers wrapped around the base of his erection. Kris started to suck on the head, his hand slowly moving up and down, his body reacting to both the feeling of Adam’s hardness in his mouth as well as in his hand. Adam was still panting, but he didn’t moan. Adam had a great amount of self-control, Kris never understood it. While Kris would be a moaning and panting mess the whole entire time he rode out his orgasm, Adam could bite his lip and take it with just a small grunt if he wanted to. Still, it probably was for the best that Adam was this way. They were on a VERY crowded bus right now. Six other men on the bus as well as a roadie, a security guard, and the driver. This was not the time and place to be sneaking into Adam’s bunk, blowing Adam until he came, hoping that no one would hear or wake up. Blowing your “best friend” when no one was watching wasn’t exactly something you’d have to think about explaining -to a bunch of other guys you were sharing living space with, and especially not to your wife.
But that was still what he was doing anyway. Here Kris was, blowing Adam in his bunk, trying to keep quiet but in some strange and way, almost WANTING someone to hear them. Just knowing that it was easy for them to get caught gave Kris such a thrill and excited him so much more. He thrills of the forbidden; this secret relationship between he and Adam taught Kris about all sorts of kinks that he had and never knew about.
“Mm, Kris-“ Adam purred out softly, one of his hands leaving the sheets to gently pat the top of Kris’ head. His fingers ran lightly through the short brown hair that was there, fluffy to the touch, each strand seeming to stick in a different direction. Kris knew that Adam was getting impatient. After all, Kris loved giving Adam head so much that he tended to prolong it for as long as possible. But Adam’s satisfaction came first and Kris aimed to please. He gently brought his hand away from Adam’s member and slowly began pushing his head downwards, lower and lower until his throat wouldn’t allow for any more. His tongue continued to lap as his head moved, inch by antagonizing inch, Adam’s erection sliding past Kris’ lips so torturing slow. Another growl escaped from Adam’s throat, but it was a sound so faint that no one would even look up if they heard it.
Adam’s fingers that were once moving so softly through Kris’ hair were now gripping at it just slightly, slowly applying pressure down on Kris’ head and pushing his mouth further down on Adam’s erection. Kris felt the tip of Adam hit the back of his throat and almost gagged, but tricked his mind so he’d stop. Instead, with feeling this, the realization at how large Adam actually was, sent shockwaves of pleasure down Kris’ body. “MM!” He moaned a little too loudly on Adam’s cock, vibrations shooting up Adam’s whole system and he decided to tease no longer. Up and down, he moved his head faster, sucking on Adam’s erection enough to make his cheeks slightly hallow, and his lips swell. A faint “pop” sound was heard whenever Kris’ mouth would almost release the head of Adam’s shaft, and he had to keep reminding himself that they were on a crowded bus, that they would be totally screwed if someone heard them, just to stop himself from making his own sounds louder. Every now and then, Kris would look up at Adam’s expression, loving the different changes in Adam’s face. The way his face would relax and then tense, his lips would part, his chest would move gracefully in and out. Everything about his was perfect and this moment was perfect, and Kris was doing so well without even concentrating just because this whole entire thing felt so completely GOOD.
Adam’s hips then bucked, “Kris!” He hissed, his tone still remarkably quiet for the situation. Adam didn’t even need to tell Kris what was coming, because Kris knew a little too well and not only that but was more than ready for it. He continued bobbing his head up and down, sucking and licking, wanting to finish Adam off with his mouth rather than his hand. And he did exactly that, because it didn’t take much more for Adam’s muscles to clench and his release to happen right in the hot of Kris’ wet and skilled mouth. Kris moaned once again a little too loudly as he felt the hot fluids fill his mouth, loving the feeling of it going down his throat and the taste taking over his tongue much more than he ever had expected he would before doing these kinds of things with Adam Lambert.
Adam panted after his completion and Kris found himself panting too. “Damn,” Adam finally breathed out, “You’re way too good at that, Kris.” Adam smirked down at the brunette, almost laughing at the whole thing. “You have a mouth that’s meant to do that.” Kris felt his cheeks flushing now that it was all over and half-smiled not exactly sure how he should take the compliment. “I t-tried. I’ve done it enough times, now, so that helped me get better.” Adam ran his fingers through his dyed black hair, pushing his bangs out of his eyes. “Oh please, you were always good at that.” He then smiled, gently this time, and leaned in to kiss Kris softly and tenderly on the lips. It was always amazing to Kris how Adam could bounce from sexy to adorable and sweet in the blink of an eye. Their kiss ended and then Adam had another playful smirk on his face, “Your turn,” He cooed before swiftly switching positions with Kris, pinning Kris’ wrists to the bed.
Kris found himself continuing to blush, “Adam-!” He half-protested even though he knew VERY well how much he wanted this. “Shh,” Adam hushed, placing a finger over Kris’ lips. “YOU need to learn to be quiet, you hear? If you make too much noise and I think you’re going to wake one of the guys up, I’m stopping immediately and you could go to bed with a boner. Understand, sweetie?” Kris wanted to pout, wanted to glare, but just found himself staring stupidly up at Adam, in complete awe at how attractive the older male was. He slowly nodded, “R-right.”
Anger at Adam’s teasing, worry of another hearing them; all of it seemed to fade away when they were in moments such as this. The sensations and feelings of it all, as well as the closeness it brought him to Adam just made it all worthwhile in a very big way. This was just one way Kris could be at his upmost bliss.
-END-
You could also read this story here at my fanfiction.net account. :]
Mods, feel free to change the tags if I faaailed.