I'll Fight Hell to Hold You

Apology

"Baby, I'm sorry for making you cry." said Paul as he stroked Tommy's cheek. "Please forgive me. Go on to Salt Lake City and play golf. I trust you 100%. I promise."

Tommy turned over to face the other wall. He heard everything Paul was saying but chose not to answer. Finally he sat up and  faced his husband. "Do you not trust me?" 

"Yes, I do. What I said was completely out of line." Paul reached out to touch Tommy's cheek again but his hand was pushed away. "Please don't." said Tommy. 

Paul scooted backwards and stared at Tommy. "Okay." He noticed Tommy wouldn't look at him. "Are you still upset?" 

"I-I-I-c-c-can't go. I-I-I-I can't!" Tommy continued to stare at the bed. He didn't know how to tell Paul he had a crush on Sammy and that's why he had chosen her as a roommate.

"Tom, you have a crush on her don't you?" "I can tell." 

"What!?" stammered Tommy. "H-h-how'd you know?"

Laughing, Paul told Tommy he didn't hide his feelings too well. "Look, it's okay. really." "You're just experiencing things I already went through."

"You have a crush?" 

"I did. First Peter, then Ace. Even Gene for a short while. Bruce too. " "Both Eric's."

"The whole band? Wow, baby!" grinned Tommy.

"I only slept with half though." "I never slept with either Eric or Bruce."

"You slept with Gene?!" 

"Um....once." "I have no idea if we did anything or not. I was plastered." admitted Paul, cheeks red.

Tommy started laughing before he slid into Paul's lap. "Well...if we did anything now would you remember?"

"Of course." moaned Paul.

Tommy took the initiative and began to kiss his husband. He soon was on top of Paul, fiercely kissing his neck. Paul wrapped his hands in Tommy's hair and pulled. They broke away long enough to lock the door. Tommy continued shortly afterwards.

Two hours later, Tommy was asleep again and Paul was in the shower. He was hurting. As soon as the hot water hit his sore back, he remembered that there were no condoms that had been used. "DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!"