mhobbs0430

youkeyh

wizardesslyn

It was getting closer to their trip and Pam wanted to take the boys shopping for some ‘California clothes’. 

“Mom”, Adam complained.  “You’re already spending too much money on this trip.”

“Nonsense, Adam”, she winked.  “Come on, you two.  Get in the car.”  She urged.

She was met with rolling eyes and big smiles.  Adam loved shopping and Kris just loved seeing Adam happy.  “You’re going to look so hot on that beach, baby”, Adam whispered into Kris’s ear as they climbed in.

She decided they each needed a new bathing suit for starters.  “Adam, you cannot wear that tiny thing they make you wear to lifeguard”, she rolled her eyes.

Kris snorted at that.  “I like it”.

“Well, I want you to look presentable.”  Pam huffed.

“You’ve never been to California, have you, mom?” 

“No, of course not, but they do dress there, don’t they?”

“Boy is she in for a surprise.”  Adam said under his breath, causing Kris to giggle.

After just a little playful arguing, they ended up with two pairs of shorts, a few shirts and one nice outfit each.  They also got new beach towels for the entire family and sunscreen.  “What am I forgetting?”  Pam asked herself.

“Mom, I’m sure they have stores in California, too.”

On the way home from the mall, Kris talked about all of the things that he wanted to do while they were in California. 

“What about you, Adam?”  Pam asked thoughtfully.

“I want to do anything that Kris wants”, he smiled at his boy.

Pam gave him a look, “Adam.  This is your trip.”

Thinking for just a moment, “I really just want to go to the bar.  Maybe get some answers about my mom...  some other stuff…”

“I know you do, sweetie.”

“Other than that, I want to have some fun.  See the things I always knew were there, but never got a chance to see.”

“Like Disneyland.”  Kris piped up, excitedly.

“Yeah, like Disneyland”, Adam repeated, laughing at his sweet Kris.

~~~~

That weekend, the boys had a very rare but needed Sunday off.  They decided to drive to the lake and hang out with their friends.  They were meeting Dani and Tommy as well as a few others from school. 

“So Kris, when do we get to hear that new guitar of yours?”  Tommy asked. “Dani, you should hear some of the songs that Kris wrote.”

“Really, Kris?”

“He’s an amazing songwriter.”

They talked about the band for a bit, or the lack of.  They hadn’t gotten together very much with either Monte or Longinue all summer. 

“So Longinue finally told me that he’s thinking of joining this other band”, Tommy said.  “One that travels and he thinks fits his style of drumming, better.”  Tommy explained.

“Well, he’s really good; sad to see him go.”  Adam nodded.

“What about Monte?”  Dani asked.

“Monte has met a girl”, Tommy rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, I don’t think she likes the idea of Monte playing with us.”  Adam shrugged.

“What’s her name?” 

“Lisa.”

“Well, I guess it’s time to say goodbye to ‘The Citizen Vein’”, Adam raised his soda can in cheers. 

“We should start our own band”, Kris had been listening quietly.

“Huh?”

“You’ll need a drummer”, Dani was thinking out loud.  “Oh and a manager…  Wait, I’ll be your manager.”

They all chatted happily about the possibility of having their own band, with Kris and Tommy sharing lead guitar and bass.  Kris really liked that idea.

“Maybe after school starts.  We have a lot going on right now.”  Adam spoke.

“Oh right, you’re going to California soon.”  Dani remembered.

The talk turned to their trip and the rest of their summer.  “Hey guys”, they heard an overly cheery voice who could only be one person, “Brad.”  They all chimed.

“You guys know John.”

“Yeah, hey man, how are you?”

“We’re peachy.  So, can we sit?”  Brad didn’t wait for an answer before pulling his boyfriend next to him.

Adam and Kris, who had been needing some alone time, each got a wide grin when Brad sat down, “You thinking what I’m thinking, baby?”  Adam whispered.

“Uh huh.”

“What are you two conversing so secretly about?”  Brad asked, suspiciously.

“So, what are you’re plans for the rest of the day, Brad?”  Adam asked slyly.

“Oh, you want something, don’t you?”  Brad answered coyly.

“Yes”, Kris leaned over Adam to answer Brad.  “We need a place to…”

Brad held his hand up.  “Do not finish that sentence, bitch.”  He said, with a glimmer.  “Sure.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’m staying with John tonight, anyway.”  He said, pulling his key out of his pocket.

Adam kissed him on the cheek.  “You’re the best, Brad.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.”  He smirked.  “Don’t make a mess.”  He warned.

“We never do.  So guys, sorry to break this party up, but…”

“Go, go”, Dani and Tommy waved them off.  “Nice seeing you.”

Adam and Kris practically ran to their car.  “I can’t even believe it babe; alone time.”  Adam looked at Kris, lustfully.

“Hurry”, Kris said tugging Adam along with him faster.

~~~~

Adam sped off to Brad’s apartment on the other side of town.  It was only a fifteen minute drive.  Adam pulled into the parking lot and unlocked the electric locks.  “Come on, babe.”

They ran up to Brad’s front entrance, Adam fumbling for Brad’s key in his pocket.

“Fuck”, Adam said as he dropped the keys, to which Kris started laughing.  Adam fit the key into the lock and pushed the door open, Adam pulling Kris into the bedroom.

They were panting heavily as they reached the bedroom and Adam pushed Kris on the bed, sloppily kissing and undressing him at the same time.  “God I want you so bad, Kris.”

Kris was panting with anticipation and just nodded, “Take me, Adam.”

They pulled off the rest of their clothes and fell onto the bed, Adam falling on top of Kris, kissing him into the mattress.

“God, I love you all aggressive.  Don’t be gentle.”

Adam looked down at his boy, smirking.  “Kinky baby.”

Adam pushed Kris’s knees apart and licked a strip down his length.  He reached for the lube and soaked his fingers.  He quickly inserted one inside of Kris, gliding in and out, searching for that spot.

“Fuck”, Kris cried out.

Smiling at his boy, he added another.

“Come on, Adam.  Take me.”  Kris was vibrating with need.

“In good time, baby.”

“I need you so bad”, Kris whined.

“Ok baby, on your knees.”

“Huh?”  Kris blinked up at him.

“On… your… knees, Kris.”  He said with a wink and a smack to Kris’ hip that left a pink handprint.

Kris felt his cock twitch again and nodded.  They didn’t usually do it like this, but he loved the playfulness in Adam’s eyes even though he was commanding him.  His got on his knees and stuck his ass out.  “Come on, Adam”, he goaded.

“Mm, you look tasty, Kris.”

Adam pushed on Kris’s legs for him to spread them.  He looked so hot on his hands and knees like that.  He gave Kris another smack on one ass cheek, admiring the print that one left.  Then he kissed the same spot.  “Kris”, he breathed.  “I’m gonna taste you now.”

Kris’s breath hitched as he felt Adam’s warm tongue graze across his hole.   He let out a moan.

“Mm, so good, baby.”  Adam licked it again, teasing the entrance.

“Fuck, Adam…”  Kris’ cock took interest in the smacking and licking.

“I love when I make you curse, my dirty baby.”

Adam reached under Kris and grabbed his balls, rubbing them while his tongue did a dance around Kris’s hole, licking and probing.

Kris was squirming, pushing back on Adam’s tongue.  “I got you, babe”, and then Adam pushed his tongue inside, causing Kris to cry out.

Adam began slowly fucking Kris’s hole with his tongue, driving him insane, still playing with his balls.

“Adam, please… more.”

Adam reached for the lube again, and replacing his tongue with his slicked fingers, he pushed in three.  Pretty soon, Kris was fucking his fingers, begging for his cock.

“Adam, fuck me.”

“Ok, baby.  Ready?”

Kris nodded furiously, “Yeah, ready.”

Adam lubed his cock and slowly pushed inside of Kris.  “Let me know if it’s too much, ok baby?”

“I’m fine, keep going.”

Adam pushed his way in until he was balls to ass.  He stopped for a moment to give Kris some time to adjust.  Kris was panting so hard.  “You alright, baby?”

“God, move. Fuck!”  Kris begged.

Giggling, Adam obliged, holding onto Kris’s hips, sliding almost all the way out and then pushing back in, slowly building a rhythm until he was pounding into Kris’s ass.

Kris screamed in pleasure.  “Fuck, god… harder, fuck…”

Adam’s own pleasure was building.   God, Kris felt so good, taking him all like that; hard and fast, he thrust into Kris, who was no longer speaking, just grunting and moaning and fucking him back.

“Adam, I wanna cum”, he managed to get out.

“You’re doing beautifully, Kris”, Adam encouraged, as he reached for Kris’s cock with his still lubed hand and twisted and tugged on him, while he pounded him from behind.

“Fuck”, Kris was giving it back as good as he was getting and then he clenched, coming all over Adam’s hand.

“Oh wow, that was...”

“Not over yet”, Adam finished that sentence.  Taking Kris by the hips again, he slammed into him a few more times before he was shouting Kris’s name and coming inside of his boy.

He held onto Kris’s ass while he came down, panting and kissing Kris’s cheeks.  Then he fell on top of him, rolling Kris over so they could kiss.

“That was so hot”, Kris whispered.

“Let’s get cleaned up.”

Adam went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.  He came back with a washcloth for Kris so he wouldn’t get the leaking cum all over Brad’s carpet.  He’d kill him.

Then he helped Kris into the shower and washed him.

“Adam?”  Kris began as he let Adam rub soap all over his body.

“Yeah, baby?”

“That was amazing”, he said sleepily.

“You’re amazing, Kris.”

He smiled and leaning against the tile as Adam did his back and ass.  Kris winced just a little at the touch.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”  Adam sounded concerned.

“No, I’m good, just a little sore.  Someone just pounded my ass”, he giggled.

“Yeah, well you asked for it”, Adam smirked.   “Maybe I should lay off you for a while.”

“No, I want to do that again.”

Adam leaned into him, whispering into his ear, “Why don’t you fuck me now, Kris.”

Kris turned to look at him with an utterly sinful smile on his face.

~~~~

They made love two more times, Kris on top and then Adam again, neither as rough as that first time, but just as amazing.

They drove home in time for dinner.  “How was the lake, boys?” Pam asked them as they came into the kitchen.

“Great mom”, they both gave her a hug.

“Well, get cleaned up for dinner.”

They went upstairs and washed their hands and kissed in the bathroom.

“Today was incredible, Adam.”

“Every day with you is incredible, Kris.”

They kissed one last time and came downstairs for dinner with the entire family

TBC

mhobbs0430

wizardesslyn

Adam and Kris spent as much time as possible at their special place enhancing Kris’s ‘skills’. He was such an enthusiastic student and very eager to improve his technique. Adam didn’t complain one bit. He also enjoyed being the teacher, too. However, the weather was getting a little colder and they usually didn’t get out of the car anymore. They would have to figure something else out.

School was going well; Kris was no longer being escorted to every classroom by his posse of girls. He saw Adam more and more during the school day, and no one seemed to care that they held hands in the hallway.

Kris’s friend Cale had become very supportive of Kris being gay. Kris figured mainly because Cale missed hanging out with him. Also, because he had a huge crush on Allison and she dared anyone to give Kris a hard time.

Halloween was in a few days and Adam was invited to a party at Longinue’s house. Of course, Kris was invited too; they had all grown attached to that little guy. Pam made Adam promise that he’d watch out for ‘her baby’, to which she received rolling eyes from Kris and Adam bent over laughing.

Kris wanted them to have coordinating costumes, in which it was now Adam rolling his eyes. “Kris, I want to be a Glampire.”

“Then what can I be?” Kris pouted.

Adam got an evil grin.

“What?” Kris looked nervously at him.

“My prey”, Adam smirked.

“Are you serious?”

“I am totally doing both of your make up”, they heard Chelsey yelling from the hallway.

“Chels, you’re home”, Adam swept her up in a hug.

“Just in time, too.” She winked.

Kris groaned.

“It was your idea to be coordinating.” Adam smirked and gave him a pat on his ass.

Chelsey did an amazing job with their makeup. Adam looked so sexy with his long cape, fangs and all that glitter and spray in his hair.

She made really cool fang marks in Kris’s neck with blood dripping and he was dressed gothic, so he’d fit in with Adam’s look.

She stood back, so proud of her work. “You guys look so hot.”

They looked over each other and totally agreed. “Come on, babe.” Adam said kissing his ‘prey’.

Every time they left the house, Pam would get nervous. “I won’t sleep until I know you’re home safe”, she’d say.

“We know, mom.”

~~~~

The next couple of weeks flew by and before they knew it, it was time for Thanksgiving which was becoming Adam’s favorite holiday. He got to help cook the dinner with Chelsey and Pam. Brent had come home too, and was watching television in the other room with Ron and Kris.

The entire Martin family had come for dinner again and they did the Martin family tradition of going around the table saying what they were thankful for. When it came to Adam’s turn, he said he was thankful for his boyfriend, Kris and then kissed him at the table, right on the mouth and Grandmother Martin almost choked on her wine.

“Sorry, grandma, I guess we should have told you sooner.”

“Yes, that would have been nice. You two look very handsome together.” And she took another swig, really big one this time, of her wine, while the rest of the Martin family burst out laughing.

“Well that was easy”, Kris said under his breathe to Adam.

The month flew by and soon it time for Christmas. Adam had saved his allowance over the past year so he could buy something really special for Kris. Pam had taken him to the store to pick out a silver bracelet that he had engraved. It read ‘Kris, I love you always. Adam’.

Kris on the other hand, had no idea what to get Adam. He was freaking out and pacing a lot. “Kris, I have you, I don’t need anything else”, Adam would say.

He called Chelsey for help. “Well, when we went shopping the day after Thanksgiving, Adam found these awesome leather fingerless gloves. They had chains and stuff on them. Mom gave them a funny look, but Adam was totally in love with those gloves.”

“Perfect, Chels. Thanks. I love you.”

“Love you too, Kris. See ya soon.”

~~~~

Christmas morning, Adam jumped out of bed and climbed up on Kris’s bunk. “Merry Christmas, babe”, he said, kissing his boy awake.

“Adam”, Kris said sleepily.

“Wake up babe; I can’t wait to see you open your present.”

Adam climbed down from a protesting Kris. “Wait, I want to kiss you again.”

“Morning boys”, they heard their mom calling from the hallway.

“Shit”, Adam scrambled down and ran in the bathroom before she opened their door and peaked inside to find Kris crawling down from his bunk.

“Morning mom.”

“Merry Christmas, sweetie. Come on down for breakfast and then we’ll open presents.”

Kris heard his mom go down the stairs, so he went into bathroom where Adam was waiting for him. “Hey babe”, Adam said, lifting Kris onto the counter so he could kiss him into the mirror. Fortunately, Adam had locked the other door to the bathroom, leading into Brent’s room, because they heard him knocking on the other side. “Hey, I gotta pee, too.”

“Sorry Brent, be out in a minute.”

Kris jumped down, giggling and quickly used the toilet, while Adam brushed his teeth. When he was done, he unlocked the door and went back to the sink to wash his hands.

“Hey Brent”, they both said as their brother came through the door.

“What were guys doing in here?”

“Um, brushing our teeth”, Adam said, spitting out the toothpaste, giving Kris a quick peck on the cheek as he left the room.

Kris finished up and left too. “All yours, big bro”, he said, still giggling.

Brent was left bewildered.

~~~~

After a large family breakfast, they all moved into the family room to open their gifts. Adam and Kris had decided to open each others last, so it was killing them to get through all of the other ones first.

Once everyone else had opened all of their presents, it was time for Adam and Kris’s moment.

Pam handed each of them their own gift. The entire family was staring at them, waiting.

“Um, I feel like this should be private”, Adam said quietly.

“No way”, Pam argued. “I want to see the looks on both your faces.”

“Yeah, we’re one big happy family, boys. Deal with it”, Chelsey laughed.

They both rolled their eyes, laughing with them; the romantic moment having passed.

Adam handed Kris his gift first. He was nervous. He hoped that Kris would want to wear it. He looked up at Pam who was smiling at him.

“Go on, baby”, Pam encouraged Kris.

He un-wrapped the paper from the box and then opened it to find a beautiful silver bracelet inside. It wasn’t girly; in fact it was very masculine. He turned it over to read the inscription and had tears in his eyes. He looked up to see a grinning Adam, waiting for his reaction.

“I love you too, Adam”, he said through tears, wiping his eyes. He held the bracelet out for Adam to put it on him. “Ill never take it off, thank you.”

Then Kris handed Adam his gift. It was in a bigger box and when he took the paper off, it revealed the name of Adam’s favorite leather store.

“Oh my God, you didn’t”, he said opening the box to find the fingerless gloves that he loved so much. He immediately looked at Chelsey who winked at him. Then he looked at Kris. “Baby, I love them.” Adam put them on to show everyone one.

“Cool Adam, very rock n roll”, Brent said.

They all stared at the boys for a minute, then Pam cleared her throat. “Um, let’s give these two a moment, shall we?”

“Thanks mom”, Adam said, looking at his boy.

The family went into the other room to clean up the kitchen.

“Mom, they are the sweetest, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, and they’ve behaved so well, both of them.”

“So are they going to make out in the family room, now?” Brent asked confused. Chelsey punched him in the arm.

“If you were with your girlfriend, wouldn’t you want a moment to thank her properly? She asked.

Brent shrugged, “I guess, so what’s for lunch?”

When the boys were finally alone in the room, they stood up and Adam pulled Kris in closely to him. “Thank you babe, I love you so much.” He wrapped his arms around Kris and kissed the breath out of him.

“I love you too, Adam.”

In the afternoon, the extended family came over to celebrate and there were a few more presents for the kids. Amanda also came for dinner and she had a special present for the entire Martin family.

Adam didn’t know they were doing this, but Mr. and Mrs. Martin had permanent papers drawn up for Adam, just like they had done for Kris so many years ago. Amanda brought over the official documents.

“Adam, you are now a permanent a member of the Martin family, congratulations, sweetie.”

He looked from Amanda, to Pam, to Ron and back to Amanda and had tears streaming down his face.

“Well, you’ve always been a member of our family Adam, but we wanted to make sure that you knew it.”

He hugged both of his ‘parents’ and sobbed happy tears. The rest of the Martins joined the hug. It was the best Christmas ever.

~~~~

Adam and Kris spent the week off of school mostly at Monte’s, practicing with the band. Kris had really gotten the hang of the keyboards. He liked playing guitar the best, but he’d do anything to be with Adam. The band had asked Kris to play with them this year at Monte’s New Years Eve Party and Pam and Ron had agreed to let Kris go. Monte had also told Kris that he could invite a couple of his ‘cooler’ friends to the party, so he asked Allison and Cale, and yes, they were now dating. He also invited Lucy.

The band had written a new song, called ‘The Circle’, and Adam couldn’t wait to perform it.

Rick and Brent were also going to the party and when Kris questioned that, Brent just replied, “They were my friends first, goof.”

“Oh, right.”

“And besides, I want to hear you play. Monte said you’re getting really good.”

“Well, ok then”, Kris agreed and Adam just cracked up.

“You’re good, Brent.”

Pam made Brent and Adam promise to keep Kris safe. “We will mom, he’s in great hands”, Brent assured his mom.

Adam just put his arm around Kris and kissed his cheek, “I promise, mom.”

Pam could see Adam’s love for Kris, and it made her heart swell.

TBC

youkeyh

mhobbs0430

wizardesslyn

Adam woke early the next morning, and tried to get up and into the bathroom without waking Kris. He knew they had to have a conversion, but he didn’t know how, and needed some advice first. The question was from whom?

Mrs. Martin had made it clear that she didn’t want Adam discussing sex or his past with Kris alone. How would she feel about this? He didn’t even know what ‘this’ was yet. He decided that he’d just avoid Kris for today, and then talk to Chelsey tonight. She’s easy to talk to, and she’d probably not freak out.

Adam quickly got dressed and went downstairs to breakfast. Mrs. Martin was making pancakes this morning. “Hungry, Adam?”

“Starving”, he said sitting down at the table.

“Good”, she said, putting a plate down in front on him. “Where’s Kris?”

“He was still sleeping.”

Kris, however, was not sleeping. He couldn’t believe that he had done that. He didn’t blame Adam for not wanting to kiss him, but Adam was really mad at him. Kris waited until Adam left their room before he got up and went into the bathroom. He thought about everything, and knew that he needed to talk to someone. He decided that he’d just avoid Adam today. Maybe he’d forget.

Kris finally came down the stairs and saw Adam still eating.

“Morning, sweetie”, Pam walked over to kiss him on the cheek and put a plate of pancakes in front of him. “Well, you two are awfully quiet this morning”, Pam noticed.

“Just a lot going on right now”, Adam said.

Kris just nodded in agreement.

Brent flew down the stairs a few minutes later. “Running late”, he yelled.

“Eat something, Brent”, Pam tried handing him a plate. Instead, he grabbed a couple of pancakes and kept going.

“Bye mom”, he said. “Come on Adam, Rick’s here.”

Adam jumped up and followed Brent out the door. “Come here and kiss me good bye, Adam”, Pam put a finger to her cheek. Adam gave her a peck and was gone.

“Is everything alright, Kris?” Pam sat down at the table with her own breakfast.

Kris just shrugged his shoulders.

“Something happen between you and Adam?”

“NO, why would you ask that?” Kris asked a little too quickly.

“It’s just that you two usually chat away at breakfast, that’s all.”

Kris shook his head, “Everything’s fine, mom.”

“Ok.” Pam decided to drop it for now.

Soon, the bus arrived, and Kris was out the door. “See you after school, sweetie”, Pam called after him.

Pam sat back down at the table with her cup of coffee and enjoyed the peace and quiet.

~~~~

Today was the big day. The entire school would hear Adam sing. He was a little nervous. Since they had to squeeze the play into one period, they were just doing two small scenes, one group number and Adam’s solo.

The classes began piling into the auditorium.

Adam was not in either of the scenes they were doing that morning, so when he came on the stage all by himself, it was a surprise to most of the kids. Adam stood there for a moment, waiting for the piano intro to start and then he began singing…

When he was finished, the entire school erupted. Cheers and catcalls and whistling was all that Adam could hear. He left the stage practically hyperventilating. Dani ran up to him and gave him a big hug. “You’re a star, Adam. Now, you’ll probably be the most popular kid in school and won’t even talk to me”, she teased.

Adam burst out laughing, “Yeah, if only that were true. I’m now officially a drama geek, so, probably no to the popular thing”, he giggled.

“Whatever”, Dani rolled her eyes.

Meanwhile, all the school was talking about was Adam. When he walked into lunch that afternoon, everyone began clapping, to his horror. Adam blushed and tried to find his friends, quickly.

He was hoping all of the attention would die down by next week. He really just wanted to be Adam.

~~~~

Chelsey was home from college by the time that Adam got there. She was sitting at the kitchen table with Kris and she was painting his toenails.

“Wow guys, um… what are you doing, Kris?” Adam was trying not to sound shocked.

“What, you let her paint your nails, so I thought it might be fun for me, too.” Kris shrugged, like it was normal for him to have his nails painted.

“Ok then”, Adam said dropping his books and grabbing a drink from the refrigerator.

“So Adam, I heard you absolutely killed it in school today.” Chelsey said between toes.

“How’d you hear that?” Adam looked surprised.

“Oh, I still have my contacts at that school”, she winked. “I can’t wait to see you tonight.”

“I’m glad you’re here, Chels”. Adam gave her a hug. He had grown to love both Kris and Brent, but he really liked having a sister he could talk to about… things.

“So, can I do your makeup for tonight, Adam?” She said excitedly.

“Definitely”, Adam smiled. He really wanted to talk to her alone.

Adam sat at the table while Chelsey finished with Kris’s nails. “Looks really good, Kris.”

“Thanks”, Kris beamed.

“You gonna show Ethan?” Adam smirked. He’s not even sure why he said that, but he saw the look on Kris’s face and wished he hadn’t.

Kris just glared at him with darts in his eyes, feeling tears well up.

Chelsey looked between the two of them and felt the tension. She blew on Kris’s toes to dry the polish and then sat back. “It looks great, Krissy.”

Kris looked at Adam instead of her.

“Sorry, Kris. I didn’t mean anything by that.” Adam tried to apologize.

“I’m going to my room”, Kris announced and left the two of them staring at one another.

“So, what’s going on, Adam?” Chelsey said with raised eyebrows.

“Nothing”, Adam said standing and pulling Chelsey up with him. “Let’s go up to your room so you can help me get ready.”

~~~~

“So Kris kissed you.”

“Yeah”, Adam said, waiting for her explanation.

“And now you think he’s gay.” She had a look of disinterest.

“Yeah, well, not just because of that.”

“Adam. Do you want to know what I think?”

“Yes”, Adam threw up his arms in frustration.

“I think that you are still new and a little exciting to Kris. He idolizes you and wants to be just like you.”

“Huh?”

“Kris is not gay. I picked up on you the first day you were with us. I’ve lived with Kris for years.” She said brushing it off.

“What about all the questions?”

“He just wants to understand you. I really think that’s all it is, Adam.” She said, while applying his eyeliner. “There, you look gorgeous.”

Adam wasn’t buying it… But, he realized that he wasn’t going to convince Chelsey of anything and it would be better off just dropping it. He also realized that if she reacted this way, it would really be a bad idea to bring up the subject to Mrs. Martin. So, he decided that the only person he could really discuss this with was… Dani.

“Thanks, Chelsey.” He kissed her on the cheek and went back to his room where Kris was sitting on the top bunk with his legs hanging down.

“Hey Adam”, Kris said.

“Kris, I’m really sorry, that was a mean crack, earlier.” He walked over to the bunk.

“Can we please talk about what I did to you last night?”

Adam laughed. “You just caught me by surprise, Kris.”

“No, it was more than that. Please tell me.” Kris pleaded with Adam.

“Only if you tell me why you kissed me”, Adam stood his ground.

“I don’t know.”

“Well, I don’t know either then, Kris.”

“Please?” Kris was now begging. “You asked if I was trying to get you kicked out of here. Why would you say that? Is that why you left your last home?”

“Group home, not home”, Adam said, thinking about his last day at Joseph’s and… Bryce. ‘That backstabbing bitch’. “It was never my home.”

They both sat silently for a moment.

“I can’t really tell you what happened, Kris.” He thought about Mrs. Martin and wanted to respect her wishes. “But, I will tell you this. Bryce, one of the other kids at the group home, did something to me, and Joseph found out. He blamed it totally on me and kicked me out. Wouldn’t even listen to me, just told me to leave immediately.”

“Did Bryce kiss you?” Kris asked, interested.

“Yeah, something like that.” Adam hedged.

“Oh. I’m sorry, Adam.” Kris really felt bad.

“Yeah, well I’m not. I wouldn’t have ended up with you then, would I?” Adam ruffled Kris’s hair.

“That’s true.” Kris was smirking at Adam.

Adam decided to let the kiss slip for now. He really wanted to talk to Dani first, and maybe even his therapist.

~~~~

Dani picked Adam up to drive him back to school. Mrs. Martin, Kris and Chelsey would drive over later and meet Mr. Martin there as well.

Adam jumped in the car. “Wow Adam, you look great. Chelsey must be home”, she giggled.

“Thanks, I think.” Adam thought about how to approach the subject.

“So Dani, I think there is something going on with Kris.”

“What do you mean?”

“He kissed me last night.”

“He what?” If she’d had anything in her mouth at that moment, she would have spit it out.

“Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have just blurted that out.”

“You think?”

“I think that Kris is questioning his sexuality. And, I don’t know if it’s just because I’m there, and he knows that I’m gay, or if he really thinks he might be gay.”

“Wow.”

“Look, can we get together tomorrow and talk? I really need to talk to someone about this, and I tried talking to Chelsey, but she blew it off and I just don’t know what to do.” Adam looked visibly upset.

“Sure Adam, no problem”, Dani patted his hand. “We’re almost here, anyway.”

“Don’t tell your brother.” Adam said.

“Why would I tell my brother?”

“Your brother hates fags.” Adam said pointedly.

“That’s a mean thing to say, Adam.”

“Kris told me that Ethan called Brad a faggot at the restaurant last week and then said eww; or something like that.” Adam shrugged.

“I’m gonna beat that kid’s ass.”

“Don’t, really. Just please let it go. Kris would kill me if Ethan found out any of this.”

“Ok, you’re probably right. I just thought that my brother was cooler than that.” Dani shook her head.  

“Alright, we’re here. Let’s kill it again tonight.” Dani said, turning off the car. They both climbed out and walked into the school to get ready for their next performance. They had another performance tomorrow afternoon, and then the last one on Sunday.

~~~~

The Martins, minus Brent, arrived early, Chelsey wanted to get a good seat. Mr. Martin met them in the lobby and they all walked in together. Kris didn’t mind seeing the play again; he really enjoyed seeing Adam up there on stage looking larger than life.

The play began and Kris was mesmerized by Adam, every time he came on stage. Chelsey, even though she had completely dismissed Adam and what he had said earlier, she couldn’t help but think about what Adam had said, and it caused her to watch Kris tonight, watching Adam on stage. She’d glance over and notice his dreamy expression and his eyes. Adam was fantastic, but Kris looked like he was in… ‘No way’, Chelsey tried to dismiss it.

During the intermission, Chelsey chatted with Kris, asking him how he enjoyed it, trying to get some sense of what her little brother was thinking, but Kris was back his normal joking, boy self. ‘Maybe I just imagined it’, and she shrugged it off again.

The second set went along and soon it was time for Adam’s solo. He walked onto the dark stage and stood there, waiting for the music to begin. The spotlight shone on him and he began signing. Chelsey forgot all about Kris while she watched her newest brother slay the audience with his absolutely amazing voice. She didn’t notice Kris staring, mouth open, wiggling in his seat because his pants were getting tight, or trying to hide his erection by the time Adam was finished. The entire audience gave Adam a standing ovation when he was finished. Everyone but Kris. He clapped ferociously, but was too uncomfortable to actually stand up. Chelsey did notice that.

After the play was over, the Martins waited for Adam to finish changing and make his way over to them. They all hugged him. Chelsey was almost in tears. “God Adam, you were amazing”, she said clinging to him. “And I think you might be right”, she whispered in his ear.

They drove to the ice cream parlor and splurged on sundaes. Kris and Adam were back to their chatty bantering selves. All was good.

Kris had a game the next day, but Adam would have to miss it for rehearsal. He felt bad about that, but Kris understood. Kris would miss the play that afternoon too, but they would all go together on Sunday.

Pam and Chelsey would run from Kris’s game to the play. Adam told them they didn’t have to come to every performance, but Mrs. Martin just rolled her eyes and said, “Nonsense, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Chelsey agreed.

When they arrived home that night, it was late. Right to bed for everyone, Mrs. Martin insisted. Kris and Adam didn’t argue. They were both exhausted and each had a lot to think about.

They each climbed into their beds and were asleep almost immediately.

TBC

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mhobbs0430

wizardesslyn

Adam woke the next morning to Kris’s alarm clock playing ‘I kissed a Girl’.

“I love Katy Perry”, Kris practically bounce out of his bunk. “Get up, Adam. School time.” Kris went into the bathroom as Adam groaned, and reluctantly got out of bed. He barged into the bathroom to a surprised Kris.

“Hey”, Kris said through spitting out toothpaste. “Good thing I wasn’t peeing.”

“Sorry Kris, but I do have to pee, so…”

“Oh gross.” Kris spat out. “I don’t want to see your…” But he peaked, embarrassed, and ran out of the bathroom to a laughing Adam.

They both emerged twenty minutes later and went downstairs. Brent was already at the table eating breakfast.

“Good morning, boys”, Pam spoke up. “Sleep well?”

“Yup, I’m starving”, Kris said sitting quickly and pouring his cereal.

“Hey Adam”, Brent said. “Are you ready to meet the guys?”

“Um, sure.” Adam wasn’t sure about meeting Brent’s friends. They were older and… Why would they like him?

“Great, Rick will be picking us up in his car. I don’t have one yet…” He glared at his mom.

Mrs. Martin ignored the comment as the boys finished their breakfast.

Pretty soon, they hear a horn honk. “Bye mom”, Brent said running out the door. Adam was a little slower getting up.

“Have a good day at school, Adam.” Pam kissed him good bye.

“Bye Adam”, Kris piped in through bites of cereal.

“Later, Kris.” Adam walked out the door and into the fresh air.

“Hey Rick, this is Adam.” Brent pointed to Adam coming down the walk.

“Hi Adam, what grade are you in?” He said while Adam climbed in the back seat of the car.

“Um, ninth.” He shyly said.

“Great, so you’re fifteen?”

“Um, yeah; thanks for the ride. I’m a little nervous about starting a new school.”

“Yeah, I’d be too.” Rick replied with a nod.

They drove to their other friend’s house for the last stop. Her name was Danielle.

“Hey guys”, Danielle said, climbing into the back seat next to Adam. “Hi there, Adam, right?”

“Right.”

“I’m Danielle, nice to meet you.”

They chatted the rest of the way to school. Danielle and Rick asked Adam questions. They both knew about him already. Brent had told them last week that he was getting a new foster brother. He thought it would be better to explain ahead of time, so they didn’t make Adam feel uncomfortable answering questions like ‘why are you living with the Martins?’

“Let me see your schedule Adam”, Danielle offered. “Oh you have Mrs. Pierce for English. I had her last year. She’s ok.” Danielle went over Adam’s schedule and told him about the teachers that she knew. “Chorus and drama?”

“Yeah, I didn’t know what else to pick.” Adam said shyly.

“Well that’s great. I’m in both, too. We’ll get to see each other. Hey, you should try out for the play.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.”

Danielle flashed him a huge grin. “Well, think about it, ok? We’ve already started rehearsals, but I’m sure that a few will drop out soon, so there might be an opening.”

Adam just shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe.”

They arrived in the parking lot a few minutes later.

Danielle offered to walk Adam to his home room, while Brent and Rick walked away chuckling. “I think Danielle has a crush on your new brother, Brent”.

“Nah. You think?” Brent watched them walk away with their heads together, talking.

~~~~

Adam made it to his home room and walked inside as he waved good bye to Danielle. He waited for a few other kids to arrive and then took a seat.

Fortunately, no one really paid attention to him. There were a couple of girls who were staring at him, but he didn’t really take notice.

“Hey, who are you?” One of them walked over and asked him.

“Oh, Adam. I’m new”, he said.

“Well, hi Adam. Welcome. I’m Samantha and this is Kelly.”

“Hey”, he smiled weakly at them.

“Well, nice meeting you Adam”, and they giggled on the way back to their seats.

After noticing how the girls were reacting to the ‘new kid’, one boy sitting in the back with cowboy boots on walked up to Adam and stood right in front on him. “Hey!”

That startled Adam to look in his direction. “Um, Hey?” He replied.

“Where are you from, new kid?” He had his hands folded.

“California.” Adam answered, eyeing the kid suspiciously

“Well, sunshine. Watch yourself.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Adam asked at the same time he stood up and towered over the bully.

“Oh, um. Nothing.” The boy shrunk back, intimidated by Adam’s height.

“Oh Sit down Larry, and shut up, really.” Samantha yelled at him.

“Larry, huh?” Adam spoke up, still standing and looking down at Larry. “Nice to meet you, Larry”, he said with raised eyebrows and a smile.

The rest of the morning went fairly smoothly. Most of his teachers introduced him at the beginning of each class. That made him a little uncomfortable at first. He didn’t really want to draw attention to himself, but at least it stopped kids from asking “Who are you?” all of the time.

Pretty soon it was time for lunch. That made Adam really nervous. ‘What if he had to sit all alone?’ He thought to himself.

~~~~

Meanwhile,

Danielle caught up with Brent and Rick. “So Dani, you totally have a crush on Adam.” Rick blurted out.

“What?” She blurted.

“We saw you flirting with him, walking him to class.”

“Well he’s way cuter that most of the guys at this school.”

“But he’s a ninth grader.”

Danielle rolled her eyes at both of them. “Yeah, that and he doesn’t play for my team. Idiots”, she breathed.

“Oh, Adam doesn’t play any sports.” Brent piped up.

Danielle was bent over, laughing so hard. “Seriously? ‘Guys can be so stupid.’ “Not what I mean, geniuses.” She smacked them both as she walked away from them. Danielle left a very confused Brent and Rick.

“Wait, is she saying that Adam’s…?” Rick spoke.

“No. No way. I live with him.” Brent was shaking his head. Then he thought back to Chelsey making him up and doing his nails. “Would it bother you?” Brent asked Rick.

“Nah, I guess not.” They both shrugged their shoulders and walked to their next class.

Rick, Danielle and Brent all met up for lunch. They spotted Adam in the lunch line and Dani insisted that they invite Adam to sit with them.

However, just as Brent was walking over to him, he saw several girls surrounding Adam, walking him to a table.

Brent snorted, “Sure, he’s gay but get’s all the girls.”

~~~~

After lunch, it was time for Chorus. Adam found the classroom and introduced himself to the teacher.

“Well hello. Adam, right?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’m in this class next.” He said nervously.

The teacher looked him over. “Have you ever sung before? I looked at your transcripts and you’ve never been in chorus.”

“No ma’am. But yes, I like to sing.”

“Well ok then.” She smiled at him.

The rest of the class milled in, including Danielle. “Adam”, she ran up to him. “How’s your day been so far?”

“Good, I guess.” He shrugged.

“I started to ask you to sit with Brent and me at lunch, but you looked… ahem… busy.”

“Oh, really? Yeah, I sat with this group of really nice girls.”

“Yeah, I know that group. You do know that at least a couple of them have a crush on you, right?”

“What?” Adam said with widened eyes.

“God, are all boys clueless?” Danielle rolled her eyes for the second time that day.

Soon, it was time for class to start. The teacher introduced Adam to the class. They all welcomed him. “Now Adam, not to put you on the spot, but I need to hear you sing.”

“Sorry?”

“Please, come up to the front please.”

Adam stood up but stayed still. Danielle gave him a gentle push. Adam, very reluctantly walked to the front of the classroom.

“Don’t worry, Adam. I’m not going to make you sing alone.”

“Oh, thank God. I was about to pass out.” He wiped the back of his hand over his forehead. The teacher gave him a look. “Ever acted, Adam?”

“Um, no. But I’m in drama, too.”

“Hmmm.”

“Ok, Class, open your folders and pull out ‘Cannon in D’. Adam, here is your folder. It has all of the songs that we’ll be singing this year. Just sing along, alright?”

“Um, ok?”

The teacher sat at the piano and began to play, then she directed the class to begin singing. She wanted Adam in the front so she could hear his vocals over the rest of the class. And what she heard? ‘Holy cow, this kid’s never sang before?’ She kept playing; even thought she wanted to stop the rest of the class and just listen to this boy, belt out the song.

Once class was dismissed, she stopped Adam from leaving for a moment. “Adam?”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Ms. Chortle, please?”

“Yes, Ms. Chortle?”

“You have a beautiful voice, Adam, just beautiful.”

“Thank you, ma’am… Ms. Chortle.”

“Ok that’s all; get to your next class.”

~~~~

Adam’s last class was drama. He was the most nervous about this one because he figured he’d have to speak in front of the class. He wasn’t totally wrong. He walked into the classroom, and fortunately saw Danielle again. “Oh my God, Adam. Did you see the look on Ms. Chortle’s face when she heard you sing? I’m pretty sure she already told Mrs. Peppering about you.” She whispered.

“Who’s that?” Adam questioned.

“The drama teacher.   Look, she’s coming this way.”

“Oh, you must be Adam.” Mrs. Peppering practically ran up to Adam.

Adam was taken aback for a moment. “Yes, um.”

The other students were arriving and they all took their seats. Mrs. Peppering introduced Adam to the class, as usual.

“Ok. Today class, we are continuing Shakespeare.   Today, we will begin Romeo and Juliet. Who knows the tragic tale of Romeo and Juliet?” She looked around the class, looking at the show of hands…

After class, Mrs. Peppering caught up with Adam before he left. “Adam”, she called out.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Is there any chance that you can stay after school today?”

“Um, why? Did I do something wrong?” He started getting nervous.

“Oh God, no! Sorry there, Adam.   I would like you to audition for our spring musical.”

“Really? I don’t know. I don’t act…” Adam held his head down, totally unsure of himself.

“I heard you in class today, and I know that you can sing.” She gave him a stare. Adam lifted his head to meet her eyes.

“Do you think?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Call home or whatever you need to do, and come and join the drama club in the auditorium in thirty minutes, alright?”

“Ok”, Adam smiled and walked out to the parking lot to meet Brent.

He didn’t expect to run into Larry; or Larry’s friends. He suddenly found himself surrounded, “Hello, Sunshine.”

TBC

mhobbs0430

wizardesslyn

That evening, Kris and Adam were in their room getting ready for bed.

“You were really good today, Kris”, Adam said.

“Thanks, Adam.”

“Who was that kid you were sitting next to at lunch today? He’s kinda cute.” Adam was prying, trying to get Kris to talk.

“Ethan”, Kris said dreamily. “Wait, what?” Kris realized what he just agreed to. “I don’t think he’s cute. Why would you say that?”

Kris started pacing around the room.

“Chill Kris. Maybe I think he’s cute.” Adam covered.

“Wait, why would you say something like that?”

Adam gave Kris a look.

“What?” He thought for a second. “Oh”.

“Kris, you know that I’m gay.”

Kris just stared at him with wide eyes.

“I thought you all knew that. Chelsey does.”

“Um, I didn’t, um... Is that why you keep saying things like that to me?” Kris was stuttering.

“Yeah, sure.” Adam tried to smooth it over.

“Well, stop it, ok?”

“What, you don’t like gay people?” Adam teased.

“NO, I never said that. I just…”

“Whatever.” Adam shrugged and went into the bathroom.

“Boys! Come down stairs. We’re going to watch a movie”, Mr. Martin called from the bottom of the stairs.

“Adam”, Kris yelled. “Movie night, you coming?” He called into the bathroom.

“We’re making popcorn”, Mrs. Martin chimed in.

Adam came out of the bathroom, a washcloth covering his face. “What’s movie night?”

Kris giggled. “Come on, we’re all going to watch a movie together in the family room. And eat popcorn, too.” Kris said excitedly.

“Really?” Adam said.

“We do this every Saturday night, because the whole family is together.”

Adam had never had any type of a family, let alone family night. “You really like being in this family, don’t you?”   Adam questioned him.

“That’s a weird question. Of course I do.”

Then the two boys bounded down the stairs and joined the rest of the family.

~~~~

Adam felt himself falling asleep. He was sitting next to Chelsey, and she put her arm around him and let him lean into her shoulder. She felt nice; safe.

Kris was drifting off too. He was between Mr. and Mrs. Martin.

The two parents smiled at each other. This was their family and they loved each and every one of them.

Once the movie was over, Mr. Martin carried Kris up the stairs, and Chelsey tried to wake Adam and help him into his room.

They both stirred for a moment, and then were fast asleep.

Adam had good dreams that night.

The next morning was Sunday. The Martins went to church.

Adam had never been to a church and really didn’t want to go. He knew how most religions frowned on homosexuality and wanted no part of it. However, the Martins insisted, so he went.

He sat there though the service and it was a good message; about loving your neighbor.

After church, they went out for brunch at the Pancake House. The food was really good and Adam enjoyed himself.

“Adam, you order whatever you like, OK sweetie?” Mrs. Martin assured him.

He had eggs with bacon and hash browns with toast. Kris got pancakes, with a chocolate chip and whipped cream face. Kris was such a kid. Adam laughed to himself.

After brunch, they came home. Sundays were a day of rest, so Mr. Martin and Brent were going to watch baseball on TV. Chelsey was in her room doing homework and packing up for school. Mrs. Martin was reading a book and planning meals for the week.

Kris usually joined his dad and brother in the TV room, but he also wanted to talk to Adam. Adam was gay. He said so. So maybe he’d understand the feelings that Kris was having.

Or maybe he’d just want Kris to be like him so he wouldn’t be alone. Kris was conflicted.

Adam however, was letting his jealousy of Kris get the better of him. Kris was a foster kid just like he was, but the Martins loved him like a son. They’d never love him like that, Adam thought.

He was sitting on his bed, putting his new clothes away when Kris came into the room.

“Hi Adam”, Kris spoke walking into their bedroom. He wasn’t sure where to start.

“Kris. Why do you think the Martins never adopted you?” Adam said absentmindedly.

“What?”

“They never adopted you, after all of this time”, Adam shrugged. “Why do you think?”

“I don’t know.” Kris wondered.

“It’s expensive.” Adam added.

Kris looked at Adam with wide eyes. He had never thought about it. They always made him feel part of the family. But, he wasn’t, not really.

“All of the foster families I’ve been with. They’ve only wanted me because of the money they get.”

“They don’t get money for me.”

“Of course they do, Kris. If they adopted you, that money would go away.”

“What do you mean?” Kris said timidly.

“They make money every month for having a foster kid. The state pays them.”

Kris felt tears weld up. Adam started to feel bad, but it was too late. Kris ran out of the room, crying. He tried leaving the house, but Pam caught him. “Kris, baby. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing”, Kris said through tears.

“Nonsense. Kris, please talk to me.”

She saw Adam at the top of the steps with a very guilty look on his face.

“Adam?”

He just looked down the stairs at her.

“What did you say to Kris?”

‘Well, here it is’, Adam thought,

“He said you don’t love me.”

“Hey, I never said that”, Adam yelled. ‘This always happens. The other kid lies and I’m the one that gets into trouble.’

“Kris?”

Kris sniffed and wiped his tears. “He…” pointing at Adam. “He said you only keep me for the money.”

“I didn’t say that either”, Adam was screaming now.

“Well then, Adam. Please come down here and tell me what you did say.” Pam said calmly.

Adam was scared. He thought of running.

“Please, Adam.” Pam tried to sound reassuring.

Adam reluctantly walked down the stairs and the three of them went into the kitchen. Kris was still crying and Adam wished he could run away.

“What is this all about?” Mrs. Martin pointed the question to Adam.

“I asked Kris why you never adopted him. He keeps saying that you treat him like part of the family. Then why didn’t you adopt him?”

“He also said that foster families only take kids for the money.” Kris sobbed.

“Oh boy.”

“Ill pack up and go”, Adam stood up, holding his head down and pouting his lips.

“Adam, SIT!”

That scared him and he sat down. His thought jumped to Bryce and Joseph at the group home. They never believe him.

“First of all, Kris.” Pam looked over at Adam as if to say, ‘You’re next’. “Sweetie, we love you, do you believe that?”

Kris just nodded his head.

“Yes, we get money every month for you though the foster system.”

Kris’s heart just sank.

“Kris.” She walked over to him and lifted his chin to look into his eyes. “We get money to take care of you. That money is to feed you and give you clothes and a good life. We don’t make money off of you. That is not why we took you in.”

Kris looked into her eyes and believed her. He wanted to believe her.

Pam took in a deep breath and began her story. “Several years ago we decided that we wanted to adopt a baby. Chelsey was eight and Brent was six...”

Mrs. Martin had wanted to have another child, but it just wasn’t in the cards. After a few medical issues, she ended up having a hysterectomy and there went any chances for another baby.   They spent almost two years trying to adopt a child, but were unsuccessful.

During that process, their lawyer suggested that they submit their names into the foster program. It was easier to become foster parents and it looked good on their resume as potential adoptive parents.

“…so”, she continued, “We entered into the foster parent program. Most families want babies, but there are so many children out there that need good homes.”

“Anyway, the social worker called us one evening to tell us about a little boy that had survived a car crash, but both of his parents had been killed. They were unable to find any next of kin, so they were looking for a couple to take this child immediately.”

She looked at Kris with heartfelt eyes. “That was you, baby.”

Kris was crying now.

“We took you in and promised to take care of you.”

“Didn’t you ever want to make it permanent?” Adam was now asking.

“Yes, we did. We tried adopting Kris when he was six. We had the same issues as before.   We decided that it would be better for us to keep him as a foster child than to try and adopt him because we could end up losing him altogether.”

She looked back at Kris. “We decided to make you our permanent foster child. We had papers drawn up. It’s not the same as being legally adopted, but… you are ours, Kris.”

She wrapped Kris up in her arms as he sobbed, relieved.

“Now, Adam.”

Adam looked up at her with sad and remorseful eyes. “Do you want me to leave now?”

“No. Do you want to leave, Adam?”

That took him off guard. “No.”

“Good.”

She walked over to where Adam was sitting and put her arms around his shoulders.

“We got another call from the social workers office just a few days ago. They said that there was a fifteen year old boy who really needed a good and stable home. They said you had been through so much.”

Pam searched Adam’s eyes. He stared back at her with wide eyes.

“They also told us your entire history.”

Adam swallowed, waiting for the brush off.

“Do you want to know why we took you in, Adam?”

Adam looked down at the ground, afraid of the answer.

“Not one of us hesitated for even a second. Not one second, Adam.”

Adam looked up at her and then at Kris.

“Kris either”, she added. “I thought about Kris.”

“Oh.” Adam said, shrinking down again.

“I thought about what might have happened to Kris if we had not taken him in. What his life might have turned out like if we had not given him a home.”

She looked at Kris with loving eyes. “How could we deny you that same opportunity?”

Adam was fighting back tears, now.

“Adam, we took you in because you deserve to have a good home. We are going to take care of you and love you. Do you understand me?”

“Um, yes ma’am.”

Mrs. Martin burst out laughing. “How about mom?”

“Mom?”

“Yes, mom.”

“Mom, I’m really sorry.”

“I know, baby. Kris knows that too, right Kris?”

Kris had recovered and was feeling so much better. “Yeah, I know that.” He shoved Adam’s shoulder like Brent always does to him.

The three of them hugged each other tightly as Chelsey walked into the kitchen. “What’s all the hugging for?” She asked.

“Just making sure my boys know that I love them.” Pam answered.

Chelsey smiled and joined the group hug.

TBC

youkeyh

mhobbs0430

wizardesslyn

Mrs. Martin received a phone call from child services early in the morning before she left for work. The social worker came to visit Kris every six months now, but they hardly ever called. She picked up the phone on the second ring. “Hello?” She answered nervously.

“Hello, Mrs. Martin?”

She called Mr. Martin immediately afterwards and told him about the phone call. He immediately agreed. “Of course we should do it.”

She nodded and hung up the phone.

Kris came home after school and put down his books. He was so excited, baseball practice was starting today. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a snack and started on his homework. He thought about baseball, and how he couldn’t wait to get back on the field. He felt his pants get a little tight when his thoughts went to Ethan, again. He was embarrassed. Kris knew that the other boys would make fun of him if they discovered his secret. He pushed the thought away and finished his homework and then left the house for practice.

~~~~

That evening during dinner, Kris’s foster parents said they had something that they wanted to discuss with their children. They listened while they ate their meatloaf. “We got a call from the social worker’s office today.”

Kris tightened up. That usually meant something about him. He glanced up at them with his eyes wide. They looked nervous. He began to wonder if they were going to tell him that he had to leave.

“Kris, relax.” His foster dad said. “We received news about a troubled boy who needs a good family to take him in. His name is Adam and he’s fifteen. “

They waited for the three children to react.

Chelsey shrugged her shoulders. “Sure, whatever, I’m not here that much anymore.”

The two boys sort of nodded in agreement, so their mom continued.

“His mom died a few years ago, and he’s been in several foster homes over the years and most recently lived with an aunt until she died a few months ago. His last home didn’t work out and they want a stable family for him to live with.” She looked around at her children’s faces for a reaction.

Kris and Brent looked at each other and then Brent spoke first. “I think it’s a good idea.”

“Yeah”, Kris chimed in. “I’d like someone a little closer to my age to hang out with.” He pushed Brent with his shoulder.

“Are you sure, boys? He might be a handful, especially at first.”

“You mean more than Kris?” Brent flubbed up Kris’s hair and laughed. Kris laughed too.

“Ok. It’s settled then. I will call the social worker tomorrow and we’ll get to meet Adam.”

They chatted for the rest of their meal about their day.

The next morning, Mrs. Martin called child services. They were very pleased and would let the social worker know right away. “We’ll make arrangements for Adam to come tonight, if possible. Thank you again, Mrs. Martin.”

She hung up the phone, knowing they were doing the right thing. She couldn’t imagine what might have happened to Kris, if they hadn’t taken him in.

~~~~

Amanda got out of her car and waited for the bus to arrive. She hoped that Adam wouldn’t put up too much of a fight.

The bus finally pulled up and stopped. The driver opened the door to let some of the passengers out. She didn’t see Adam, so she got on the bus and explained to the driver what she was doing there. He pointed to the back of the bus. She walked down the aisle and spotted Adam in the last row, still asleep. She didn’t want to scare him, so she gentle nudged his shoulder and whispered in his ear. “Adam, Adam wake up, sweetie.”

“Huh, what?” Adam sat up, scared. “You.”

“Yes, Adam, it’s me.”

“Why are you here? I want to go home.”

She sat down next to Adam and held his hand. “Honey, you can’t go there, not right now. There isn’t anyone to take care of you in California.”

“I can take care of myself. I always have.” Adam said through clenched teeth.

“Come on, sweetie. I’ve found a new home for you. A really good one, this time.”

“Another Group home?”

“No. It’s with a really nice family in Conway.”

“Arkansas?” Adam asked with venom.

“Yes, Adam. Arkansas. It’s about a half hour away from Little Rock.”

She tugged on his hand to pull him up and together, they walked out of the bus.

“I’ll tell you all about the family on our way.”

“We’re going now?” He questioned.

“Yes, Adam.”

They walked to her car and got in. Amanda turned to look at Adam. “Sweetie, I am so sorry about what happened at Joseph’s. He told me about Bryce.”

Adam looked embarrassed. “Oh, he told you his side?”

“Yes, he did and I didn’t believe a word of it”, she smiled at Adam.

“Bryce didn’t even defend me.”

“I’m so sorry.” She smiled sadly at the boy in front of her.

They drove the two and a half hours to Conway and spent the time talking about the Martins. She told him about Kris, and that he was also a foster kid who had been there for nine years and how much the family loved him. That made Adam both happy and nervous. “What if they don’t like me? What if they think I’m bad, too?”

“You are not bad, Adam. I promise you, you will like this family and they will love you.”

~~~~

The Martins spent the morning straightening up their home. Kris was cleaning his room, which he’d be sharing with Adam. He was both excited and nervous. He’d never shared a room before. They had all decided that it would be better for Adam to share with Kris, but made very sure that Kris was alright with that. The Martins never wanted Kris to feel like he didn’t matter or wasn’t as important as the rest of the family.

Kris felt very lucky.

Soon, they could hear the car pull up and the social worker got out of the car, and once again, she had to walk around to Adam’s side and let him out. Adam was numb to this now; another foster family. ‘Wonder why they want me’, is all he thought. He remembered the other families, and how they only wanted the money.

He was surprised when all five of them came running out of the house to greet him. Kris ran all the way up to Adam and threw his arms around him. “Welcome, Adam.” He said as he squeezed him tight.

Adam didn’t move. He just had a shocked look on his face while he stood, rigid.

“Kris”, his parents called out. “Don’t scare him, baby.”

Kris stepped backed, “Oh, sorry, I’m just a little excited.”

Chelsey and Brent cracked up at their little ‘brother’.

They rest of the family slowly walked up to Adam and one by one, they greeted him.

Adam looked over at Amanda with total fear in his eyes.

“Adam’s been through a lot”, was all she said.

“Well, Adam. We are very happy to have you. I am Pam Martin and this is my husband, Ron.”

“Nice to meet you, ma’am, sir.” Adam reached out to shake their hands, but kept his head down.

“Oh, none of that, sweetie”, and they both hugged Adam. “Please call us Pam and Ron, for now.”

“I’m Brent. I’m in eleventh grade”, Brent said, walking up to Adam. “We’ll be going to the same school. I’ll show you around if you like, Adam”, Brent hugged him, too.

Adam just nodded.

“Hey there, Adam, I’m Chelsey. I’m in college, but I come home on weekends.” She hugged him, too.

“That’s cool”, Adam replied.

“And that goofball bouncing up and down is Kris”, Brent laughed.

“Adam”, Kris ran back up to him and gave him another big hug. “We’re sharing a room together, aren’t you excited?”

“Um, sure?”

Adam was feeling totally overwhelmed and finally just broke into tears. The social worker ran over to him and held him tight. “Oh Adam, it’s going to be OK.” Adam nodded his head and just kept crying.

TBC

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Adam and the social worker arrived in Little Rock, Arkansas in the late afternoon. They arrived at the group home just a while later. There were a few kids playing outside, since the weather was getting warmer. She pulled the car in the driveway and turned off the ignition. Adam just sat there staring out the window.

“Come on Adam. They’re waiting for you inside”, she said, getting out of the car. She walked over to the passenger side of the car and opened the door. Adam just looked at her, swung his legs around and then stood up outside. He walked away from the car without shutting the door. He looked straight ahead with no expression on his face.

The social worker closed his door and took his one bag out of the car and followed Adam to the front door. Adam just stood there, straight faced, while she knocked.

They were greeted by a gentleman in his late thirties. “Come in, come in. Adam, right?” He said, reaching his hand out to shake Adam’s. “I’m Joseph, I run the home.” Adam stared straight ahead and kept his arms at his side.

“Joseph, nice to meet you, I’m Adam’s social worker, Amanda. Adam’s just tired, right honey?”

That got a glare from Adam. Then he turned his head straight again and looked down.

“Well, come on in, Adam.” The man looked right into Adam’s eyes. “We’re happy to have you.”

Adam nodded and walked inside. They two adults just looked at each other as if to say, ‘It’ll take time. He’s been through a lot’.

Amanda finished briefing the leader of the group home and then she left.

Adam was shown his room, which he would share with three other boys. They were all outside playing still, so Adam had some time alone to adjust to his new surroundings.   He sat on his bed, and put his bag down. He opened it up and looked at all of his clothes. These were the most clothes he had ever owned. His aunt had taken him shopping when he first arrived and had bought him four pairs of pants, several shirts and some new underwear and socks. She also got him two pairs of shoes and a pair of pajamas. That was it, all of his belongings, packed in one bag. Adam slowly got up to put his things away in the two drawers that were his.

Once he was finished, he lay on the bed and pretty soon, he was fast asleep.

Joseph came to get Adam when it was time to clean up for dinner. The other boys were just coming in and all bounced into their room to discover Adam.

“Hey, who are you?” The one tall boy asked.

“This is Adam”, Joseph spoke up first. “He just arrived today. Be nice and show him the ropes, ok boys?” He eyed the three boys pointed his finger, but with no anger.   “Adam, this is Bryce, he’s sixteen. Andy is fourteen and little David here is twelve.” He winked at David as he walked out of the room.

“I am not little”, David protested as the stomped his feet.

The other boys’ chuckled, even Adam cracked a smile.

“So Adam, what did you do?” Bryce asked.

Adam looked at him in surprise. “My aunt died, what did you do?” He spat back.

“Oh, you’re an orphan. That’s cool.”

“Really?” Adam couldn’t believe this guy.

“Yeah, so is David.”

Adam looked over at David. “What about you?” He then asked Bryce.

“I got into a little trouble”, he smirked, crooking his finger for Adam to come closer. “I sold drugs at school.”

“That got you put here?” Adam asked suspiciously.

“Well, that and my parents discovered my little secret and freaked.”

“What’s you’re little secret?” Adam was now interested.

“Same as yours, I suspect.” He winked.

Adam’s eyes got wide and then he recovered. “And Andy?” He asked pointing to the middle boy who was walking into the bathroom to wash up.

“Andy got kicked out of school.” He stopped for a moment “Hey Andy, what did you do again?” He yelled into the other room.

“I sliced some kid at school.” Andy yelled back, turning on the water.

“Yeah, that‘s right”, Bryce replied, like he just remembered.

Adam couldn’t believe that little boy did anything like that. Then he saw Bryce smirk.

“Nah, just kidding.”

Adam snorted. “Funny, man, what did he really do?”

“Do you know why you were put here, Adam?”

“I told you, my aunt died, and I don’t have any other family.”

“Right, I mean, why you came to this place and not another one?”

“No”, Adam shook his head.

“This is where the gay kids go. You know, the freaks whose parents kick them out because they can’t handle the fact that their gay?”

“So you’re all…”

“Yeah.”

“They don’t try and straighten you out here, do they?” Adam was beginning to worry.

“No, it’s not like that. They just keep us away from the normal freak kids, that’s all.”

Adam sat back down and just stared at his feet.

“This is Arkansas, Adam.”

“So did you really get busted for drugs?”

“Yeah, I did. I was having trouble in school, getting picked on for being gay. So I decided to try and fit in.”

“Huh?

“You know, if I did drugs, maybe they’d think I was a cool kid and not just a fag.”

“Oh”, Adam said.

“Anyway, I got in with this group of kids, and they made me sell drugs to try and prove myself; got busted the first day.”

“Seriously?” Adam laughed.

“Yeah, it was pretty pathetic.”

“Sounds like it”.

“How did your parents find out?”

“Well the kid that turned me in for drugs basically told everyone that I was gay, including my parents. I didn’t deny it. They kicked me out and I was sent here.”

“I’m sorry, man.”

“Yeah, well, it’s been rough on all of us, right?” He patted Adam on the back.

“Dinner”, they heard Joseph yell from downstairs.

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The next few days went pretty well for Adam. He became friends with Bryce and Andy. He was enrolled in school. Unfortunately, he wasn’t in the same grade with either of the other boys.

There were a few rules in the house. First rule was; no sex with anyone in the house. Anyone caught having sex would be severely punished and most likely removed from the house. Which seemed like a simple rule, but Adam was sharing a room with two boys that he found really attractive, especially Bryce.

Adam and Bryce talked a lot. Adam told him what really happened to him, even the prostitution.

Bryce’s eyes got wide, like he was really interested. He leaned over and kissed Adam on the lips. Adam responded and pretty soon they were both panting, making out on the bed. Fortunately for them, when the door abruptly opened, it was Andy and not Joseph.

“Hey, what the hell are you two doing?” he yelled at them.

Adam and Bryce sat up quickly and brushed themselves off. “Oh fuck, sorry man.” Bryce said to Adam.

“No, it’s cool”, Adam answered back, still a little light headed from the feeling. He missed that connection, he missed Tommy. He had tried not to think about him, but sometimes…

“You two are so lucky it was just me, do you want to get kicked out of here?” Andy was demanding.

“No, of course not”, they both said.

“Just be careful.”

Adam knew it was just a matter of time before he screwed up.

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Adam had been thinking a lot about his life in California. He missed the sunshine, he missed him mom, and he missed Tommy. The only thing still there was the sunshine. He laughed to himself. ‘Arkansas, shit’.

Adam liked the group home as much as you can like a situation like that. Joseph was decent to the boys. He expected them all to help with chores, but there most important duty was to do well in school. The state came to inspect the home every six months, and the boy’s social workers came to see them each month. Adam felt safe.

After that one incident with Bryce, Adam tried to push it from his mind, but as a typical fifteen year old boy, he was horny, all the time. Bryce didn’t help any; he obviously had a thing for Adam and taunted him shamelessly.

At night, the boys would get ready for bed together, brush their teeth and go to the bathroom. Joseph would come into each room and say good night to the boys.

One night, Adam had gone to bed after the other boys. He had a late meeting with Amanda, his social worker, when the other boys were getting ready for bed. He quietly went into the bathroom and when he came out; he could tell that the others were already asleep. He watched Bryce for a few minutes, the blankets covering his chest were moving with his breathing. He looked beautiful. Adam felt aroused from watching Bryce. He climbed into his bed on the top bunk over David, who was snoring loudly. Once he had settled under the blankets, he lowered his hand over his cock. He started playing with his balls and felt himself getting hard. Then he licked his hand and put it back over his cock and stroked it, up and down, slowly at first, and then speed up. He was beginning to make small noises, trying to be quiet.

What he didn’t know was that Bryce was awake and was listening, getting hard, himself. He also didn’t hear him get out of his own bunk and walk over to Adam’s. He felt his bunk move but it didn’t register because he was so involved in his own pleasure. Bryce quickly climbed up to Adams bed and slid right on top of a very startled Adam.

Bryce kissed him before Adam knew what was happening and he was kissing him back, hard, intense. His hand had left his cock the minutes Bryce’s lips had touched his, and they were now rubbing their erections into each other. “Shh. We’ll get caught”, Bryce whispered.

Adam turned Bryce over and began sucking on his cock with reckless abandon. At the same time, he licked his fingers and began probing his hole, stretching him. Before they both knew it, Adam was entering Bryce’s awaiting hole. He fucked him hard and they both came quickly.

Breathing heavily, they kissed through their orgasms and then came down together. They fell asleep like that, holding each other.

The next morning when Joseph went through the house waking all of the boys, he came into Adam’s room and noticed the two boys sleeping in the same bunk. He tapped the bed loudly to wake the boys. “Hey”, he yelled. “What’s going on here?”

The sleepy boys awoke startled. Bryce spoke up, thinking quickly. “I was scared last night. Adam and I were just talking, and we fell asleep. I’m sorry, Joseph.”

“Is that true, Adam?” He yelled again.

“Yes, we were just talking and got tired. I swear.”

Joseph believed them, for now. But after that, he didn’t trust Adam. He had read Adam’s file; knew about the prostitution. He would keep his eye on that boy.

Joseph called the social worker the next day and told him his concerns about Adam. “I don’t trust that kid. I know all about his past.”

“They all have pasts, Joe. That’s why they’re here.”

“I don’t want that one. He’s causing trouble.”

“How is he causing trouble, Joe?”

“I caught Bryce in his bunk yesterday morning. I think they slept together.”

“You think they had sex?”

“Well, they both denied it, but…”

“You said Bryce was in Adam’s bunk. Yet you’re blaming Adam.”

“I have good boys here. Bryce has never done anything wrong before.”

She knew that she needed to get Adam out of there. Not because of the incident, but because of the reaction. She really felt for that kid.

TBC