Haunted

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"I just want to point out that it's 11pm on a night when we have nothing to do in the morning and you're in bed," Adam said from behind the camera in his phone. Brent was tucked in a hotel bed in his usual reading position.

"I'm tired," Brent laughed.

"Tired," Adam walked over to the bed, passing a mirror so you could see it was really Adam holding the phone. He was in jeans and a white t-shirt and Maddox hated himself for noticing how hot he looked.

"Babe, you don't have to watch this," Brent wrapped his arms around Maddox.

"I'm not going to be the only person on the planet who hasn't seen it," Maddox insisted.

Only 24 hours passed from the time they found out Adam's phone was missing before the video appeared online. Whoever posted it claimed they had 1000's of pictures and a ton of other videos proving that Bradam was real and had been for a long time. At first Maddox hadn't wanted to see it but he realized he couldn't live with knowing everyone around him had seen something he hadn't.

"Tell me why you're tired," Adam sounded like he was laughing. Brent looked up from his book.

"You know why I'm tired," Brent told him.

"I guess I do," Adam leaned forward to kiss him. "But I don't know why you're so fucking sexy," Adam said.

"Shh, I'm reading," Brent grinned at him.

"I know, you're really sexy when you read," Adam told him. Brent closed his book and Maddox could see it was one of the books he'd bought him for Christmas the year before. By now Brent was on the 7th book in that series so Maddox had a pretty good idea of when Adam had taken the video.

"What about when I'm not reading?"

"Still hot. Love you."

"I love you too," Brent turned and put his feet on the floor. "Come here."

"Oh, yes," Adam laughed as Brent grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. Maddox bit his tongue as he watched Brent unhooking Adam's belt. He knew he was going to hate seeing it but watching Brent look at Adam that way made him want to throw his laptop across the room.

"Ugh," Maddox had managed not to say anything but as soon as he saw Brent lean forward to start sucking Adam's cock he couldn't keep quiet.

"Oh fuck," Adam moaned.

"This is like a fucking porn video," Maddox huffed. He sighed as he watched Brent let go of Adam's shaft and completely deep throat him.

"Shit," Adam gasped, his hand running over Brent's head. The video cut off a second later.

"Thank god," Maddox groaned. "I can't believe that much of that video got out."

"That's the whole thing. His phone died."

"Oh, of course," Maddox slammed the laptop shut and scooted away from him. "Because that's what happens when you make a fucking sex tape on your iPhone, Brent."

"I told you not to watch it."

"I mean, seriously, you and I don't even have videos like that," Maddox turned to face him.

"Um," Brent suddenly looked guilty.

"Finally you get it. Pictures, whatever, I'm pissed about that but I get it at least. The videos though, come on. How could you do that with him when you and I haven't even done it?"

"Babe, I'm sorry," Brent said for what felt like the millionth time that week. "I told you, I wasn't thinking. It seemed normal at the time."

"Letting someone record you having sex is normal?"