Thank you to everyone that has posted a comment, voted and emailed me. I am enjoying Travis and Adam's journey and I hope you are, too. I have several more chapters ready and will set them up for posting at least once a week until we reach the end. I have only just begun sharing my writing with people and it is only through feedback that I learn what others feel. I am also working on several more series for this genre and hope to start sharing the first few chapters of those soon.
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Reluctantly they both rose from bed and got ready. They decided to take separate showers, afraid if they didn't they may not arrive on time to open their booth.
Travis dressed in a nice pair of button-fly jeans, a black and red plaid shirt and his black leather boots again. He checked himself in the mirror, decided the clothes were the right way to go for this convention. He liked wearing his boots again. He couldn't really wear them at the office and there weren't a lot of places to wear them in the city. But he had grown up wearing boots and they felt natural to him. There were days he did miss living on the farm.
Hmm. Farm. Finding out Adam wanted to own and run a farm was a surprise. Actually, there had been a lot of surprises in the last 48 hours. He smiled at his reflection. Decided he couldn't wait to see what other surprises this trip had in store for him. His smile grew when he saw Adam step out of the bathroom. Felt his heart do a little flip.
Adam was busy trying to get his shirttail tucked into his jeans and missed the intense look Travis was giving him. He finally got the shirt tucked in comfortably, pulled the zipper up on his Levi's and buttoned them before he reached for his belt on the bed.
Travis grabbed the belt before he did. Held it up in front of him, forcing Adam to look at him, his eyes widening as he saw the look in Travis's eyes. He swallowed nervously as Travis leaned in and brushed his lips to his ear.
"Let me." Travis whispered, the hot breath on his ear sending a shiver down his spine. He slipped the leather belt into the first belt loop at Adam's waist. Slowly through the next loop and the next, turning Adam as he stayed in place and guided the belt around to the front and buckled it.
Adam was a few inches taller than Travis, but when he wore his boots they were almost eye level. His dark eyes flashed as he stared at Adam. Slid his hand into the top of Adam's waistband and pulled him closer.
Adam gasped. Blushed. Travis made his desire very clear.
He brought his other hand to cup Adam's cheek and felt him lean into his hand. Adam sighed as Travis stroked his soft skin and then he closed his eyes.
Travis leaned in and brushed his lips lightly to his. He knew it was a mistake because he felt himself being pulled under, into a wave of emotions. Electricity coursed through his body as he ached for more of Adam. He kissed him again. Harder. Tugged at his bottom lip. Heard Adam moan. Felt the moan on his own lips and gave in. He dove his tongue into Adam's sweet mouth, felt his tongue tentatively rub against his.
Travis growled deep in his throat and pulled Adam hard against his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist. He plunged his tongue in over and over, slipping past Adam's sweet, soft lips. Felt Adam rub his hips against him. God, he was so sexy. So gorgeous.
He pulled back, panting. Almost gasping for air. He willed himself to hold back and not push Adam down on the bed. He noticed Adam was having the same problem, as he tried to keep pressing his body against Travis.
"Fuck!" Travis raked his hands through his hair, standing back a few inches. "You make me lose control. Every time!"
"Don't you want me, Travis?" Adam whispered, trying in vain to get closer to him again, but Travis's hand was firm against his chest, holding Adam back.
Travis groaned loudly. "God, you know I do! We need to pull it together so we can get down to the booth." Fuck. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
But they had a job to do, and Adam realized it, too. He pulled back a little, silently urging his body to gain control.
They stood like that for a minute, both warring with themselves; fighting the temptation to follow their base desires and ravage each other. There was no doubt about it, the attraction between them was intense. The desire to explore each other was almost overpowering.
Travis leaned in and rested his forehead on Adam's. "Let's go kick ass today and come back and celebrate tonight." His voice was strained.
Adam murmured his agreement. "Room service tonight?"
Travis pulled back. Smiled. Hell, yeah!
It wasn't until Adam was following Travis out the hotel room door that he noticed the cowboy boots. His breath caught in his throat. He loved a man in cowboy boots. And when that man's ass filled out the jeans like Travis's did...damn! Travis was so hot. And when he walked in those boots, his ass was even sexier. It was going to be a long day being so near him.
They were both glad to see they arrived at their booth in plenty of time, even before a lot of the other vendors did. And, although both men were prepared, Adam was a little jittery. He wanted to sign as many new dealers up as possible and make his dad proud of him.
Truthfully, his dad had always shown him unconditional love. Never once had Adam felt like his "stepson", even though he technically was. No, when his dad married his mom years ago, he had taken him on as family, too. Adam couldn't remember a time he wasn't there. He had never shown any favoritism towards his sister, even though she was his biological child.
No, he admitted to himself, he had been lucky. His dad was one of those storybook dads that kids wished they had. And when he had finally decided to tell his parents he was gay, his dad had taken him into his arms and held him while he cried.
"Don't you know we love you, son?" he had whispered to Adam. "I have known for a long time, but I am just glad to see you come to terms with who you are."
That understanding and unconditional love his parents had given him was a gift. One that many young people struggling with their sexuality didn't receive. He wasn't sure why he was so lucky, but he had vowed to make his parents proud of him and show them he was worthy of their love and support.
After college he had moved away and he knew it wasn't what his parents wanted, but they had let him find his own way. Eventually, when the company he was working for had been sold and then gone under, he found his way back home. But living at home had been hard. He supposed it was that way for any adult child moving back under a parent's roof, but he needed his own space.
He had just moved into an apartment about a month ago, but he was still thankful that his parents had been there to help him get back on his feet. He wasn't sure about working for his father, but had finally given in a few months back. He had his degree, but there was just nothing else out there that he had found.
His only condition was that his dad didn't share with the staff who he really was. Debbie in Human Resources knew, but she had kept quiet about it. He respected her for that. Juicy gossip around a water cooler can ruin a career.
