Well, this is my first attempt at a story like this. This is fiction, a personal fantasy about Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys which is not meant to imply anything about their true lives and sexuality's but that is what we all hope for. All the standard formalities apply. I apologize for the length of this first part but after much thought I decided it was needed.
Backstreet Boys Sixth Member
I lay in my hotel room trying to comprehend what had happened to me this morning. It just dawned on me that I was going to the sold out Backstreet Boys concert on Friday night. First a little more about me. By the way my name in Gregg and I just turned 18 and a senior in High School. I stand about 6'2" 195, deep blue eyes (I get a lot of complements on them), and black hair with a golden highlight color on the top. I am pretty well liked by the girls, naturally, since I am the quarterback of our football team. We won in our state in division 1, and were featured in USA Today. I try to ignore them but if I ever let anyone to my little secret I would be shunned for life, so I go along with them. So back to what happened this morning. I was invited to appear on the Morning Exchange, which is a local morning program here in Cleveland. The show is sort of like Regis and Kathy Lee show that's on ABC. Anyway they wanted to talk to me about me throwing the winning touch down in the last 5 seconds of our game. I sort of became a celebrity you could say. Every where I went people congratulated me. I felt really awkward about it, but it was nice to get the attention.
The Morning Exchange had set me up at the Hilton in Downtown Cleveland for two days. Friday morning they sent a limo pick me up at 6:15am. I was really pissed about having to be there so early but I looked on the bright side I was missing all day of school. I got to the studio around 6:30 and was shown to the green room where I was met by an assistant-producer. He welcomed me and thanked me for coming. At 7am Mark, the host of the show came in to see me and he started to go over the show with me. He said that they were having a special musical guest perform a few songs and then he would talk to them for a while and then I would be the second guest. It never dawned on me that the Backstreet Boys where in town. All I knew is that I saw the studio packed with girls. Lots of screaming teenage girls.
"Now I am going to ask you a series of questions and get your opinion of a few things, I am going to ask stuff like how did it feel to throw the winning touch down. Have you noticed any celebrity status since winning the game and if so has it gone to your head." Mark said as he was writing down stuff on hit note pad. "Then I will ask some stuff like where are you going to go to college, have you had any offers." Mark kept on telling me what seemed to be all of his questions for the show.
I had for some reason zoned out and from what he was talking about. Mark put his hand on my shoulder and said he had to run and extended his hand to shame mine and said "If there is anything you need just pick up the phone and dial 5 and one of the assistants will service you. By they way if you need a drink help yourself" he said.
Was he telling me something? One of his assistants will service me? No it must just be me. So I got up and walked over to the refreshment cabinet and opened up. Wow, it was stashed with anything you could imagine and they left me all alone with a cabinet full of liquor. I was a nervous wreck and thought that one little drink wont kill me and, it will calm me a down a bit. I made my self of rum and coke. I sat down and started reading the entertainment section of the Plain Dealer. I noticed the headlines -BACKSTREET BOYS TO APPERAR ON LOCAL MORNING SHOW-I almost passed out when I saw that. They did not mention what channel or anything else so I was still clueless. I had another drink and decided to watch the TV the time flew by and the same assistant producer that brought me to the green room came in and told me to follow him. I tried to get up but I couldn't. He was about to ask me something when saw the liquor cabinet open. I could tell he was pissed but he helped me up.
I just noticed how cute this guy was. He was young and had awesome hazel eyes and blond hair. He smelled so sweet when he picked grabbed my arm. He led me down a corridor to the makeup chair. She said "hey honey how are you doing." I just looked at her and smiled and she nodded. She began to put stuff on my face and redid my hair. Then she told me that the producers wanted me to where my letter jacket with my khakis and a dark blue silk shirt. I knew I had no say in it so I just agreed with her. Then I was led to the pink room, which I assumed was the waiting area before you go onstage. The show was starting in 10 minutes when I heard the producer say that the music group was not here yet. No one seemed to mind so I just continued to watch the TV. It was 8 and the show started so I decided to watch it on the big screen that was in the room.
The show began with them talking about some boring shit. Then they said coming up next an then they showed a clip of the Backstreet boys getting out of there limo and walking into the studio. The crowd cheered. I have to admit that me being this big jock I actually enjoyed the music of the Backstreet Boys. I especially loved Nick Carter. My dream boy! After the commercials they started up with the boys singing "Quit playing games (with my Heart)," and "Everybody (Backstreet's Back)." Then they went on with the usual bullshit questions that everyone asks them. Finally the questions were over, and the rolled a clip of one of there videos going to commercial.
The commercial was followed by my winning touchdown throw. Now give it up for my next guest, who just recently led his team to being the Sate Champs in Division I football, Gregg Ramkey" Mark said.
I was so nervous and walked out on the stage to where I was supposed to sit. Right next to Nick! As I came out the crowd started to scream again and clapped for me. They were doing this for me? That's all I could think. I was shocked to see all the boys up and clapping especially Brian and Nick. They had huge grins on their faces and both of them were the first to shake my hand. They show went ok for me and really good for the boys. All the questions asked were the same ones Mark had asked me before. Finally the show was over and they told all of us to go back to the green room that I had been in and we can mingle and leave whenever we wanted. They boys got up went to sign autographs so as I was about to turn and walk back the green room I felt I firm hand on my shoulder. As I looked back Nick said.
"Why don't you stay here with me while I sign some autographs." He had that smile again.
"Sure" was all I could manage to say.
To my disbelief the girls wanted my signature too. What the hell was going on? After about 1/2 hour of this the boys waved and we walked back to the Green Room. Mark came back and told me I did well and went over to the boys and really expressed his gratitude to them. Boy was he an ass kisser or what. Nick sat down right next to me.
"I loved your game last week" Nick said.
"You were there?" I said not trying to express how happy I was. "I mean I heard the there were a few `important' people there but I never imagined you guys to be there."
"Ya we were there. We had to keep a low profile you know. Or everyone would have been there to see us and not you. We had a concert in Columbus the next day so we decided to go there early to catch the game."
I was finally formally introduced to all the guys. We all shook hands and exchanged greetings.
"Hey Nicky, you better rap this up we have to be at the Gund for sound checks and get used to it." Kevin said. Sensing that Nick didn't want to leave Kevin whispered something into Nick's ear.
"Oh man that would be great. Would you like to come to our concert tomorrow night" Nick said.
"Ya you can be our guest of honor" Brian said with a chuckle.
"I would love to go guys," I said.
"Great we will have a limo pick you up at 7pm" Kevin said.
With that they were on there way and I was left there speechless. I was escorted out to the same limo that had brought me there. They girls started to scream and yell my name as I walked out of the studio. Screaming my name? As we pulled up to the hotel there were another group of girls screaming. Don't they have school I thought? The Doorman opened up my door but when he saw me he shut the door and called someone on his cell phone. Boy was that rude. I asked the driver what was going on and he said just hold tight a min. I noticed a huge black man walking to the car. He opened up the door and said, "My Ramkey, you can call me Bubba. Now I need to escort you to your room he said."
I was like ok and go out. They girls were yelling my name again. I felt very weird. I'm not a celebrity or anything so what the hell was going on. As I was walking toward the elevator a young girl came running behind the desk and was yelling for me to wait up a minute.
"I'm sorry to bother you sir, you have a message" she said giving me an envelope that was silver with gold spray paint on it.
As we were going up in the elevator I opened it. It said:
"If you want it to be good boy.. Get yourself a bad boy. Wear the outfit on your bed. Can't wait until I see you again. Love a friend"?
Wow I was blown back by that one. I never really expected the note to be from a guy but I did not really no what to think. As I opened up my room there was a pair of khakies, a white shirt, a dark green silk shirt and boxers, socks and a pair of boots. Boxers? I had about 6 hours to kill so opend up my door and there was buba again.
"Can I help you sir?' he said. "Ya I want to go to the resturant to get something to eat" I said feeling very attimadated. "Sir it would be in your best well being if you would let me get you some food and bring it up to your room" he said.
I was about to put up a fight when a young bellboy came through the elevator pushing a golden room service cart and said "Complaments of the kitchen, Sir."
He pushed the cart into my room and I sliped him a $20. I wasn't rich but it was the least I could do. Buba shut my door with a loud thud and I heard the door lock. God I was being held prisioner. I took the lid off of the cart and there was my favorite food. The one that was put in my profile in USA Today. Skinless chicken brest in a lemon sauce on top of rice with roasted herb vegitables. There was a note that said "Make it count." This was really beginning to piss me off. But I ate the food, it was the first thing I ate all day and I was hungry. I decide to take a nap since I couldn't go anywhere. I slept like a bay untill I was awaken by the phone.
"Wake up sleepy head" said the voice. "Your limo will pick you up in a hour and half so GET UP" click, he hung up the phone. They voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.So took a shower and got ready. Putting on the clothes that were left in my room. I put a few sprays of cologne on. Buba opend my door and I could tell it was time to go. With out a word exchanged between us he led me the elevator and down to the lobby. Where I was met by someone who said that they were an assistant of the BSB management. He gave me my tickets and a VIP back stage pass thing that I put around my neck. Buba led me to the limo and then got in the front. It was like a two minute drive to the Gund and not much was said between us. They drove up to the front were there was a red carpet and police barakades on both sides of the walkway. Buba opend up the door and led me down to the door. Everyone was screamin and screaming my name of all things. I hadn't realized yet but my fame was growing after my apperance on the Morning Exchange. I was quicly escorted to a VIP seating area infront of the first row of seats, WOW was all I could say. Buba was standing off to the side up near the stage. I could tell that he would be with me throughout the duration of my stay this weekend.
Finally the show started after some local band did the opening act the really sucked. The show was so great. There last song was `If you want it to be good girl get your self a bad boy.' I could swear that nick was looking at me. After that I was ushered off to the back where I was met by Nick and Brian.
Nick had this huge grin on his face and said "nice outfit."
Brian just laughed and I ws becoming a little suspicous and said thanks. With that Keven came said,
"Hey you guys AJ, Howie, and me are going to run. Well send the limo back for you in about an hour or so" Kevin said smiling at me.
I quickly responded in saying "I'm sorry you have to leave but don't worry about the limo. I still have the one that picked me up and I could run these guys back to your hotel later."
"That's cool man. Were out" Kevin said.
As I sat there I was really nervous about what to say. I mean I was sitting next to two hunks, some would say GOD's. We made small talk for a while and then they hit me with a fucking serious question.
"Are you gay?" Brian said with a serious face.
"What.I. What is this a joke?" was all I could say.
"Ok never mind then. Well me and Nick have to get going nice meeting you again" Brian said.
As they got up to go I stood up and grabed Nick's shoulder and said "Wait up a minute guys."
"We really have to get going" Nick said with a hurt look on his face.
"I'm...I'm... gay" I said. After that I just sat down and started to cry uncontrollably. They faces looked almost shocked. What this big jock is crying? I thought oh fuck, I really fucked this up. They weren't gay. Then they both sat down next to me. Nick grabbed my head and brought it to his chest and just helf me while I cried trying to comfort me. I could feel his hand messaging my thigh.
"If it makes you fell any better, we're, um, gay too" he said with a chuckle.
I just looked at him in shook and then hugged him. He was blown back by that and Brian walked out of the room telling the gurd and bubba outside not to disturb them. He walked slowly doen the hall with his head down. I was really hurt by the way he was hurting. They next thing that I saw was Nick's gourgeous eyes looking in to mine. With out hesitation I drew my mouth to his and began kissing him passionatly. My hands roamed over his whole body really arousing me. My 7 inches of manhood needed attention. He pulled back and said "Follow Me"
We entered this room through a door on the side. I couldn't believe it there was a small bed in it. He led me over to the bed and laid me down. He didn't say a word and we picked up where we left off. He seemed to want to be the one in control so I let him be. He kissed me with sincer passion and our tongues met and explored each others mouth. We were beginning to breath heavily now, just as I was gasping for a breath of air he fumbled with my belt and slid down my khakies and silk boxers.
"You know green is my favorite color" he said with a huge smile.
My dick was really aching and needed a little attention from my Nicky. He looked up me for a moment and our eyes just met. We just stared into each other for a few minutes. He lowered his head to my cock head, and licked the head. I was going' crazy from the sensation, unable to concentrate on anything but the nearly unbearable pleasure Then we went down and put my dick into his mouth and began sucking me. It sent a current of electrity through my body and I almost blew my load then. I he was sucking like there was no tomorrow. After was seemed like an internity I blew my load in is mouth. Which he quickly drank all of my cum without spilling a drop.
"Oh god man that was good" I said.
If you like that your not going to wait until what I have in store for you tonight.
With that I kissed him again. Our tongues bathing in the salvia of our mouths was so cool. I couldn't resist him anymore. I reached down and undid his jeans. His cock jumped right out from his boxers. I could he wanted this. I went slowly down his cock head. I took advantage of the moment and smelled the musky smell of him. I admired every feature of his body. I went for the gold and took his cock in my mouth. I was going like I have never could get enough dick when there was a bang at the door.
"Mr. Carter, Mr. Ramkey? We need do get you out of here now." Someone said from outside the door. "SHIT" Nick said under his breath to me. "Give me a few minutes and we'll be right out" he said. "What are we going to do?" I asked.
He could tell that I was disappointed I did not get to finish. "I am going to take you back to my room," he said with this big ass smile.
I knew what was in store for me once we were in his room. I would finally get all of my wild dreams come true and then meant sex. Sex with Nick Carter. I think I was falling in love with him.
To be continued?
Sorry for the little sexual interaction this story. I promise that Part 2 will start off with some action.