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CHAPTER 13
(1)
Jesse walked Adam to every class for the next week. If he couldn't do it, he made sure that Tommy was available. The bully had been suspended but Jesse still felt that trouble was still in the air so he wanted to be extra careful.
Adam didn't mind spending so much extra time with Jesse during the day. What annoyed him was that Jesse kept treating him like a fragile doll. Sure, Jesse could fight better, and was stronger but it still made Adam feel weak and feminine, which he didn't find himself to be in the least. On top of everything else they had to deal with, his grandfather was trying to make a play for him again. He had told the man he wanted to stay with his mom but would be willing to visit for a week during July but that didn't seem to make the old man happy. Adam could tell that there would be a fight this time. He just hoped his mother had the money and the strength to last it out. There was no way in hell that he would move away now. Not after finally getting his life together with Jesse. His boyfriend meant more to him than a distant grandfather who had never approved of him or his mother.
Classes were as dull as usual but the lunch period became interesting when Phillip sat beside him. Adam looked at the boy, trying to figure out what he was up to. There was something there that made Adam nervous. He wished Jesse would hurry back from the rest room.
Phillip looked at Adam with something between lust and hate. He knew that he had to become good friends with this boy because if any clues to who was ratting Clay out were to be slipped, it would be Adam that slipped them. The boy was just that kind of person, probably couldn't keep a secret for shit. He had considered going through Tommy to get the information because all he would have to do was get his friend high and give him a blow job and the kid would shoot his wad and his mind all in one sitting.
Tommy didn't care for the way that Phillip was trying to worm his way into Adam and Jesse's relationship. He could tell that there was going to be trouble between Jesse and Phillip pretty damn fast if Phillip didn't watch himself. He wondered for the one millionth time why he even wanted to be in a relationship with Phillip. He knew that the guy's heart belonged to Clay weather the man realized and returned the affection or not. He had a feeling that was a love that would never be returned, he didn't think Clay capable of that kind of love. He thought about the plan that he and Jesse and Adam had discussed and wondered why it hadn't moved any farther along. He really felt the need to see Clay take a major fall, he just wasn't sure if it was because of what Clay was doing to them or because of his jealousy over Phillip's affections going to someone besides himself. It was time to really sit Jesse and Adam down and talk about the plan, or at least talk to Jesse privately about his feeling for Phillip. He was pretty sure that his friend knew how he felt but he had never openly stated it to any one.
After school Tommy walked with Adam and Jesse. The boys talked about teachers and homework assignment for a while then moved on to the new X-Men movie that was suppose to come out in a few months. They had all agreed the first movie was perfect and hoped that the sequel would be at least as good. Other topics were the Spider-Man film and the on again off again Superman Batman team up movie that had been mention in the latest Wizard magazine.
"We going to stop at Clay's? Today is Wednesday after all." He wanted to grab the latest issues of the few titles he could afford to keep up with.
"Yeah, for a few, I guess." Jesse said. He knew that Adam wanted to get his comics but wasn't always thrilled about going to Clay's place. "You good with that, babe?" He asked his partner.
Adam nodded and smiled. "Sure. It's time for the new JLA issue." He loved Jesse for understanding his stronger interest in comics. Jesse liked them, okay, but was not as passionate about his collection and keeping up so he wouldn't miss an issue. He usually just read what Adam picked up anyway.
They reached the store and walked in, still talking about comics.
"Hey guys." Clay said. He was standing with a tray of paperbacks near the left side wall of shelves, putting books in their places for the customers who were actually starting to shop with him. He had been bitching that the book side of the business didn't pull in nearly what the comic side did, and neither side pulled what the back room business did.
"New stuff up?" Tommy asked.
"In the long box, waiting to be bagged. I just got everything unpacked and checked in. I knew one of you guys would want to do it for some credit so I didn't bother to do it myself."
"How is business?" Jesse asked. He wandered as Tommy and Adam attacked the long comic box, each boy pulling a stack and getting comic bags out. They would have the entire box done in just shy of an hour. That was about as long as it ever took. The only comic title he gave a real damn about was X-Men. He picked up the new issue of that one every month and read whatever Adam read besides. He also worked on his back issue collection. He knew there was still one comic he had already picked up to pay for, or work for, as the case turned out to be. Either way he had to pay something be it cash or a piece of ass. Before he and Adam had become a couple he didn't mind getting fucked or fucking in one of Clay's masterpieces, but now... things were just different. he didn't think he would ever let himself be filmed or photographed naked again.
"Dead as hell. I did get some paperback traded in, to bad they were mostly histerical romances. Histerical, historical, whatever." He laughed at his own little joke.
"Funny." Jesse said.
Adam and Tommy were oblivious to the discussion as they were lost in their own debate over who was sexier, Robin or Nightwing.
Jesse walked up behind Adam and ran his hands down inside the back of the waistband of his jeans. "Robin has the hot boy point with me, but Nightwing would definetly be better in bed." He said as he kissed the back of Adam's neck.
Adam giggled at the attention his lover was giving him. It was rare for Jesse to show so much open affection in public. He figured the second the door opened he would pull away quickly.
"Jesse, grab that trey of westerns and put them on the shelves when you get through cleaning the back of Adam's neck with your tongue." Clay laughed. "Don't forget behind the ears now!"
Jesse pulled a hand from the back of Adam's pants and shot Clay the bird.
Clay saw this and laughed histerically. He loved spending time with the boys like this, without the sex factor being involved.
Jesse reluctantly gave up his hand diving for Adam's ass and moved to the check in counter to get the books. He hated shelving but at least it wasn't working in the back room.
(2) When they got home, Jesse and Adam went straight to their room to make out. The brief playing at the store had gotten them both worked up and ready for some action. They knew there was plenty of homework to do but they had to have some leisure time first.
Once the bedroom door was closed and locked the boys stripped naked and met in the he center of the queen sized bed. They hadn't heard Francine when they came in and neither had thought to see if the Volvo was in the garage or not. It didn't really matter, but they tried to keep their love making to the night time hours or when they knew she wasn't going to be home for a while.
"I was thinking about something." Adam said as he lay down on his stomach so that Jesse could service his ass with that powerful tongue of his.
"What's that babe?" Jesse said as he moved into position, pushing Adam's legs apart as far as they would go. He kissed each ass cheek then ran his tongue down the smooth perfect flesh between the pert rounded mound that held his anus at it's core.
"Do you think I would make a good porn star? Like you?" Adam asked as he worked a pillow to get it comfortable under his slightly turned face.
"Why the hell would you even want to think about something like that?" Jesse asked as he got up on his elbows to look at his lover's face.
"I don't know. I had this dream the a few nights ago and haven't been able to stop thinking about it since."
"I don't know babe. We've talked about this and you know how I feel about getting away from all of that. Hell, Francine would flip!" Jesse said as he separated the temporarily forgotten ass cheeks.
"I know. I guess it's stupid."
"No, not stupid, just a little reckless. I can't blame you for wanting to know what it felt like to do what I did, but believe me, you would eventually regret it." Jesse continued working the soft flesh with his hands as he talked.
"Yeah." Adam said. He settled his face into the pillow, as if to say the discussion was closed.
Jesse looked at Adam's pretty face and wondered if Adam really did want to be a part of that life, if only to see what it would be like. Maybe he could handle the camera and keep the tape himself; not even let Clay know what he was up to. The only problem with that would be that he didn't trust Clay not to spy on them and turn all the camera on with his remote switch. He shrugged and went back down to begin his oral invasion of Adam's perfect ass.
Adam enjoyed the attention as he thought about being the star of a movie. Having guys touch him, mostly Jesse, of course, getting to see what it felt like to be serviced as the cameras rolled. How it would be to watch a film of what he had done and make love with Jesse afterward. It was probably a fantasy he would never get to enjoy for real but at least he could dream about it. He all but purred as he felt Jesse's tongue go to work on his butt hole. The soft pushing at the muscle with his tongue; Adam smiled with pleasure.
(3)
Francine came in from shopping about ten minutes after the boys had made their mad dash for the privacy of their bedroom. She could hear laughter and moaning and knew that they were having a little afternoon delight. It still nagged at her at times weather letting them become involved like they were was a good idea or not. She considered the fact that Adam had never been happier than he was with Jesse, in love with each other, facing a bright future. She just wished she could get them to either stop going to that damn comic shop or tell her that they were ready to go ahead and help get the owner busted for his illegal actions. More often than not, she wanted to call the police and tell all herself. If not for the promise she made them, that would be exactly what she would have done already. Another week or two and she would bring the subject up again, and maybe they would be ready to deal with the problem. Her deepest fear was that Adam would decide to be in one of those movies and that Jesse would help him realize the desire. She trusted Jesse but she wondered how much that rust would matter when it came down to doing what Adam wanted and what she didn't want him doing. Francine took a deep breath and let it out. It was then that the phone rang.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey, Mrs. C. Where are the love birds? As if I have to ask the way they were looking at each other all the way from the comic shop to our street."
"You guys went to the comic store today?" She asked, feeling the fear again.
"Yeah, new comic day. Me and Adam bagged the new issues and put them on the stand while Jesse helped put paperbacks up." He knew what the woman was thinking. May as well give her a relief now, the way Adam had been acting lately he didn't think that relief would last much longer. He had gotten wise when Adam had practically grilled him about what it felt like to have sex while people watched, and the things he did, and what it was like to see himself after the deal was done. That was a sure fire clue that Adam was thinking about the movies.
"They are going at it as we speak." Francine said.
"Figures. They have all the great sex." He added without thinking. "Sorry Mrs. C!"
"It's okay, Tommy." Francine said with a humor she didn't really feel. "I'll tell them you called when they emerge."
"Thanks. Ask Jesse to please call me. I need to talk to him, tonight if possible."
"You okay?" She asked. She wasn't as fond of Tommy as she was some of Adam's friends but she was warming to the boy.
"Yeah, just some personal stuff I need him to help me figure out."
"Okay. If you need to talk, I'm here. Okay?" She said.
"Thanks Mrs. C. It's appreciated. I'll catch ya later."
"Okay, bye Tommy." She said before turned the portable phone off. She sat it on the counter and went back into the garage to get the rest of the grocery bags from the car.
(4) Adam moaned as Jesse slid his cock deep into his insides. No matter how many times they made love, there would always be a moment of discomfort when Jesse entered him. It would never be enough to stop having sex with his boyfriend though because that discomfort always became pleasure pretty damn quick. He enjoyed the feel of his lover's cock slipping in and pulling nearly all the way out of his ass. There was a slurping noise as the flesh moved against flesh as Jesse moved back down into the caverns of his bowels. Being a bottom wasn't the bad thing he had thought it would be before they had gone to this stage in their relationship. He didn't mind feeling as though he were the more feminine of the two because, in many ways, he was just that.
Jesse wondered what Adam was thinking about as he slid his body between the smooth thighs, moving to get his cock deeper into the tight vice like grip of Adam's hole. He worried sometimes that he was making Adam feel like he was the less butch in their relationship. He kept it in mind that he would bottom for his partner either right after he came or later tonight. It wasn't that he didn't like to receive either, because he loved the feel of another man's hard dick inside of him. It just seemed that Adam was always the most willing to spread his legs.
Adam moved his head and arched his bag, feeling the head of Jesse's cock as it came completely out of his anus and pushed right back in again. It was a trick that Jesse head learned that really turned him on. He loved having Jesse pull out, pause and push in again. It was like the first entry all over again. He tightened his ass muscles around Jesse's cock, trying to milk the hot load from his lover's balls.
"Damn!" Jesse yelled as he began shooting his load deep into Adam's insides, greasing his bowels with the white cream.
"Yes! Fuck!" Adam screamed as he shot his own load. He opened his eye in time to see the jizz splashing against Jesse's chest and abs.
Jesse moved from between Adam's legs and lay beside him. "I was going to spread `em for you but seeing as how you just blew your wad, I guess we'll wait for tonight." Jesse said with mock annoyance.
Adam laughed and rolled over, feeling the drying cum as it was spread between their bare bodies. "I love you." He said, then kissed Jesse softly.
"I love you too babe." Jesse said. He smiled and thanked God for the perfect life he was now blessed with.
(5) "Tommy called while you two were busy." Francine said as she pulled the roast out of the oven. "He seemed a little down about something. You need to call him Jesse." She closed the door to the oven and went about finishing dinner.
"Thanks." Jesse said. He couldn't help being embarrassed around Adam's mom sometimes, especially after he had just had sex with her son. He loved his new life but he did worry about Adam and the influence he was having over his lover.
"Is everything okay? Where's Adam?"
"He's taking a nap." Jesse said as he reached for the telephone. He dialed Tommy's number and waited for eight rings before hanging up. "Guess he had to go some place. I'll try him later." Jesse sat watching the woman who had willingly accepted him into her home as well as her family. "Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked.
"Finish setting the table." She replied.
She went to the cabinet and pulled down the plates and set three on the counter before reaching for glasses and silverware.
"Jesse?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am?" He went about setting the dinner table without turning to look at the woman.
"What are you going to do about the situation with that man at the comic shop?"
"I honestly don't know right now. I've been hearing things about someone talking to the police but I know that it isn't me or Adam doing it. If I can avoid having to report all of this first I would like to, maybe that way nobody will ever find out about me. My names has never been on one of those tapes or pictures."
"Oh, well, at least that can't track you down unless someone talks. I do worry about it a lot though. Have you noticed how odd Adam has been lately?"
"He's quitter than usual and he seems to daydream a lot." Jesse said after thinking about her comment. He had noticed changes in his lover over the past month but tried to not worry about it until he did something to really worry about.
"I got a call from one of his teachers today. She seemed to think that there was a problem at home."
"Why?" He asked, honestly concerned.
"She said he has been sleeping in class a lot and his grades are slipping."
"He hasn't mentioned anything to me but I will talk to him." Jesse offered.
"His schooling is more my responsibility. If you would like to be present when I talk to him, that will be fine." She said. She hadn't meant to sound so stern but Adam was still more her son that Jesse's lover and as long as he was under eighteen she would handle his problems with him. "I'm sorry. I guess I should have thought about the fact that you are my responsibility now as well. How are your grades doing?" She tried to lighten the mood. She did not want to build a wall between her and Jesse.
"Not bad I guess. My history class is a problem but I'll get that worked out some how."
"Can I help?" She asked.
"Yeah, that would be great. I swear that bitch has it out for me." He paused, realizing what he had said. "I'm sorry. I can't say anything right today with Adam and now with you."
"Don't worry about it. Are you and Adam having problems?" She asked. Francine had been worried ever since taking Jesse in, that there would be an eventual problem that got between them, and hoped that they could work it out.
"Not really. He's just been asking strange questions about my past as well as talking to Tommy about the same sort of things." As Jesse said it, he knew he had went too far.
"He's interested in the pornography?" She asked. This was another of her worries. She really cared for Jesse, almost as much as she loved Adam, but his past scared her to death. Being gay and active sexually is one thing, but doing all of it in front of a camera, knowing who knows how many would be able to watch? That was a whole other kettle of fish.
"I don't know. Yeah, I guess he is. I'm going to get some of the tapes that I made and let him watch them, maybe that'll get it out of his system." Jesse said. He had been considering doing what he had said but hadn't felt sure about it until now. "I'll get the rough cuts, before all the editing is done so he can hear the goings on while filming a scene. That will definetly turn him off." He kind of hoped it would turn him on though, sexually anyway, not to wanting him to be in a movie.
"Do what you think is best in that regard. I would be curious to see this rough cut as well. I'll just mark it up to a writer's curiosity." She said, only half joking.
"Okay, if you really want to." Jesse said. He wasn't sure how much he liked that idea.
(6) Adam woke up alone. He could hear voices from downstairs and wondered why Jesse hadn't gotten up. He hadn't realized he was so tired, all he really wanted to do was roll over and go back to sleep, so maybe it was a good thing Jesse had left him to sleep. He got up and put his legs over the side of the bed. His body was unusually sore. He was always sore in some places after sex bus this felt more like he had been beaten up by a monster from a horror movie. He hoped that he wasn't coming down with something.
Jesse walked into their bedroom and closed the door. "Feeling better, Babe?" He asked. He sat on the bed next to his lover of only a few months.
"I feel like hell to tell you the truth. Did I get beat half to death and forget or something?" Adam said, only half joking.
Jesse looked at Adam's face closely. The boy looked feverish so he put a hand to the other boys forehead. "Damn, Adam! You're burning up." He stood up. "Lay back down, I'm going to get your mom."
"Okay." Adam moved back onto the bed with difficulty. He had been feeling very tired for several days and, in fact, had been dealing with a headache on and off all day.
"I'll be right back." Jesse said. He was worried as he couldn't remember the last time that Adam was sick. It was one of the things he envied about his lover, he never seemed to get ill. He moved from the room, leaving the door open.
Adam heard him at the head of the stairs.
"Francine!" Jesse yelled. "Adam's sick!" He continued.
It wasn't long before he heard his mom moving up the steps quickly tot he second floor.
"What is it, what's wrong?" Francine Conner said. She looked toward the bedroom that Jesse shared with her son.
"I don't know. He seemed fine earlier. Said he had a headache this morning though. I had forgotten about that until just now."
Francine entered the room and saw her son, laying naked on his bed in a damp area of pure sweat. "Lord, baby, mom's here." She went to the bed and sat down, placing her hand to his face and body, checking for fever. "Jesse, get his robe from the bathroom, please."
Jesse went the bathroom and pulled the blue terry cloth robe from it's hook, and brought it to the bed.
"Help me get him up and in that thing. We have to get these wet sheets changed."
Jesse helped lift his semi-conscious lover to his feet while the boy's mother moved his arms into the arms of the robe.
"Take him to my room while I change this bed, and find him something to sleep in." She ordered as she began stripping the bed. She knew that she had to have a clean, dry place for him to come back to. She had been through this before with Adam. He would keep going even though he felt badly and not say anything to her until it was to late to catch and cure the problem before it got to this stage.
Jesse came back into the bedroom and opened the dresser to get a pair of sleep pant and a T-shirt. He would have him dressed and ready for bed by the time she had the bed changed. "What's wrong with him?"
"Exhaustion mostly. He probably started with a mild cold and headache and didn't want to bother anybody with it. He's bad about not asking for help until he can't move." Her voice sounded as annoyed as worried. She had talked to him about this and he still did it again. She knew he didn't do it on purpose. He just didn't like to upset her.
"He didn't act sick."
"He never does, Jesse. At least not when anybody is around to see him. His father was the same way." She walked into t he hall to the upstairs linen closet and pulled down fresh sheets, pillow cases and a thick blanket before returning to the bedroom.
Jesse passed her as he headed back to her room to et Adam cleaned up and dressed.
"Jesse, can you get him in the shower in my bathroom please?"
"Yeah, I can manage it." Jesse called from the hallway. He wondered why she didn't just get him in the shower in their bathroom. Probably just didn't think about it for being worried, he decided. He walked into the room to find Adam completely out cold, snoring softly. He walked over and pulled the blanket from the foot of the bed up and over him. Jesse left the room, closing the door.
"What's wrong?" She asked when she saw Jesse coming back into the room. She had nearly finished with the bed.
"He's out completely." Jesse said as he made his way tot he desk chair and sat down. "I didn't know if I should wake him again, or not."
"We'll let him sleep a while." She said. "Come help me get this top sheet tucked in, please."
Jesse got up and walked to the bed.
"He'll be okay, hon." Francine said with a small smile. "He just needs some rest and cold medicine, Tylenol, stuff like that. Two, maybe three days and he'll be good as new."
"Okay. I just can't remember the last time he was sick." Jesse said.
"Oh, it's been a while, that's for sure. Another gift from his father's side. The men in that family rarely get sick and always try to keep it to themselves."
"Weird." Jesse said.
"Yeah, I guess it is at that." She replied. Francine finished her side of the bed as Jesse did his. "Okay, I'm going down to put on some soup for Adam and get the meds he'll need." She walked to the bedroom door. "Give him an hour then get him up and ready for bed. He can't stay all sweaty like that for too long or he'll just get sucker."
"Okay." Jesse replied, at a loss for anything else to say.
A little less than an hour later, Jesse heard movement and noise from down the hall. He got up from doing his homework to check on his lover. He had relaxed a good bit knowing that Adam would be okay.
Adam looked around the room wondering how he'd gotten from his bed to his mother's. He tried to sit up and got sick to his stomach again. "Oh, shit." He dropped back to the pillows and closed his eyes again. He heard someone entering the room a minute later and opened his eyes again. Jesse was standing over him looking worried.
"You feeling okay, babe?" Jesse asked. He could see that if anything, Adam had to feel worse.
"Yeah, let's fuck." Adam said, joking. He tried to smile and his face hurt.
"Smart ass." Jesse said with love.
Adam took a deep breath and let it out.
"Let's get you back to our room and into the shower." Jesse said. He pulled back the blanket and helped Adam to his feet, which was more of s a leaning than standing position at the moment.
"Sounds like fun." Adam said softly.
"I bet." Jesse replied. He led his partner from the large room, walking slowly with most of Adam's weight leaning against him; not that it was a lot of weight, Adam was still a good bit smaller that himself.
Jesse led Adam into their bedroom and straight into the private bath to the right of the bed.
Adam liked having Jesse so close to him, he always had, even before their romance began. His hands around his waist, holding him up, hearing his breathing as their heads nearly touched.
Jesse leaned Adam against the counter and untied the robe, moving it over his slender shoulders and down the boy's arms. He could se the nearly invisible hairs on his lover's arms as he helped get the robe off. Damned if even this didn't make him hard for his boyfriend. He hung the robe back up, telling himself to remember to take that thing down to the wash before Adam wore it again.
Adam watched through barely open eyes as Jesse bent over to turn the water on in the shower. His partner's ass was outlined perfectly in his tight black denim jeans. It amazed him that he could even think about sex right now. He felt his cock getting hard to spite his weariness.
"I thought you were sick." Jesse said as he turned around after closing the glass shower door. He looked at the thin cock that stood a little over five inches from the tight curly haired pubic area.
"Getting in with me?" Adam asked.
"I don't see how I can get you bathed from this side of the glass door, do you?" Jesse said. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the clothes hamper, then unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his slightly hairy legs. He was wearing a pair of blue bikini briefs that he knew always turned Adam on. He had meant for them to be a surpass for their nightly love making but that would be off for tonight.
"Nice." Adam said. He smiled and looked at Jesse's hardening cock through the thin, silk material. His own cock moved up and down with excitement.
"Forget it, horn dog. This is strictly shower time. We can play after school tomorrow if you are feeling better." He paused, "Well, maybe a blow job before bed." He pulled the underwear off and moved over to Adam.
"Hey there stud." Adam said. His words were starting to slur as though he were drunk. "Wanna party?"
"I would, but my lover would be pissed." He joked as he led Adam to the shower and slid the left side door down the track.
Adam stepped over the side of the tub and into the running water without being told to. He could feel Jesse's hands on each side of his waist and wanted those hands wrapped around him tightly.
Jesse followed right behind and pulled the door closed again. He took a wash rag and the soap from the window sill. The window looked out into the back yard. It was no bigger than a foot high and a foot wide but it let enough light into the room that the overhead lights weren't needed. He soaped Adam's back with precision and moved down to the round globes of his lover's tight, young ass. He spread the cheeks so that he could clean up any dried semen from their after school session.
Adam enjoyed the feeling of Jesse's movements over his back and butt. The warm rag felt great against his sore asshole. He loved being fucked but it could be a pain afterwards. He was glad his lover was not better equipped that he already was, and wondered if Jesse's dick would grow any more as he got older.
"What are you thinking about?" Jesse asked as he worked. He turned Adam around so the soap could be washed off. He then began soaping his lover's neck and chest, slowing as he reached the light colored area around each nipple, playing with them, making them hard. He wanted to just start licking and sucking but knew he had to get this job finished up before he couldn't control himself any longer, or Francine came up to see what was taking them so long. He knew she had to have heard the water running.
"Your cock. I was wondering if it would get any bigger as you get older."
"It's not big enough for you now?" Jesse asked, a little surpassed. Adam never talked like this.
"No, it's perfect now. I was wondering if I could still take it if it got any bigger."
"Oh, you could take it babe." He kissed Adam's cheek. No point in risking getting sick himself, then he remembered all the things they had done that afternoon. If he wasn't infected with the bug already, he wasn't going to be, so he kissed Adam on the mouth lovingly.
Adam moved his weak arms around Jesse's neck, pulling their bodies close together. They continued kissing, and fondling each other for what seemed like forever before the water began running cold.
Jesse pulled away and finished washing the soap away before turning the water off and opening the shower door again. He got out, grabbed a towel and began to dry himself before he made a mess of the bathroom floor. Once finished with himself he grabbed a fresh towel and took care of Adam who leaned against the wall in the shower, looking worn out again.
"Come on babe, a little longer and you can sleep again." He held the towel open as Adam stepped from the tub. He dried his boyfriend's body quickly. He led Adam back into the bedroom and helped him into his sleeping pants.
"No shirt, too hot." Adam said. He was feeling completely worn down again and wanted to go to bed.
"Okay." Jesse tossed the shirt on the end of the bed and helped Adam under the covers and tucked him in before getting dressed himself. He decided to go for sleeping pants and no short as well.
He hears the knock on their door shortly after sitting back down and turning on the small desk light to finish his home work.
The door opened slightly and Francine looked in. "All clean and dressed?" She asked.
"Yeah, I just got him into bed. He wouldn't put the shirt on though."
"That's fine. He'll probably want it later." She walked in with a bed tray that held a bowl of steaming soup and a glass of orange juice. She looked at her son's precious face and saw that he was sleeping again. "Next time he wakes up try and get some of this into him, okay?"
"I will." He replied. He had gone down and grabbed some dinner and brought it back to their room while Adam had been sleeping in his mother's bed.
Francine left the room quietly without speaking again.
(7) Three days passed with Adam getting a little stronger then weaker again. On the fourth day he felt able to go back to school. He made it through until lunch before his mom had to come and get him. He figured another day and he would be back to normal.
Jesse brought home all of Adam's homework and helped him with after getting his own done. He stayed by Adam's side every minute that he wasn't in school or in the bathroom, taking care of business. He worried day in and day out until Adam really did get better.
Sitting at the lunch table on the sixth day after Adam got sick, they talked softly so no one would hear them until Tommy and Phillip came over. The four of them discussed school and comics and just about everything else. Things were getting back to normal.