As usual, I do not know *NSYNC, I don't know if they're gay, I have no affiliation with any people who work for them and all of this is purely a fantasy in my own head.
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- PREVIOUSLY ON DANNY AND LANCE -
"Ok. Sleep well Danny."
"Thanks, drive safe, Lance."
He smiled and turned around and started walking to his car. I turned towards my door and leaned my head against it for a few seconds, trying to process what was going on in my head. One thing was for sure, I needed some relief.
CHAPTER TEN
I closed the door behind me and leaned back against it. Being around Lance again was incredible. I felt alive for the first time in two years and I didn't want it to end. It had only been 24 hours since he had come back into my life and already I could feel myself falling for him all over again.
I wanted to invite him in so badly, to feel his tongue pressed against mine...to massage his rock hard ass, and to feel his thick cock throb in my mouth. But I knew I couldn't do that, I was the one who made the big deal about starting over, and if there's one thing I don't do when I'm dating someone, it's sleep with them on the first date.
I walked to my bedroom and sat down on the bed. I took off my shoes and socks and laid back. Closing my eyes, I pictured Lance in my head as he looked at dinner. He knew what looked good on him, what flattered his body and what made him look sexy. His recent style of two buttons undone with no undershirt below really turned me on, giving you just enough of a look at his chest to make you want more. I quickly got hard just thinking about it.
Imagining him getting naked made my cock strain against my pants. I rubbed my hard, thick six and a half inches through the cloth while imagining my hand on his big seven inches. I stood up and took my clothes off before lying back down in a much better position to continue.
I could practically feel Lance's body heat near me as my fantasy continued. I pictured straddling him, massaging his chest, pinching his perfect brown nipples, bending down and licking them, teasing him with my tongue. I imagined kissing my way down his muscular chest before arriving at his glorious cock. I remembered the manly scent his balls had when I took them into my mouth. I recalled what it was like having that big thick piece of meat going all the way into my throat and the feeling of his hands running through my hair.
I pulled at my cock furiously with my right hand, while squeezing my stiff nipples with my right, writhing on the bed in pleasure. I fantasized about him going down on my dick, deep throating like an expert. I pulled my legs up and started fingering my asshole a little bit, all the while imagining him with his long tongue penetrating my ass.
It was all just too much, and I let out a loud moan of pleasure. Cum shot out of my throbbing cock on my chest, face, and even the headboard behind me. Six...seven...eight spurts later, I calmed down and basked in the bliss of my intense orgasm. God he had such an effect on me!
I got up and went to take a shower, cleaning the sticky cum off my moderately hairy chest, and threw on some boxers. I just sat down in front of the TV when the phone rang. I swear, that always happens! It was Lance.
"So I'm calling because I was just thinking about you."
"Oh yeah? What were you thinking about?"
"Um...I don't really want to say."
"Why not?"
"It's embarrassing!!"
"Hmm...well if it makes you feel any better, I just had to take a shower because I was thinking about you too much."
He giggled. "Well if that's the case, then I thought about you too much as well."
We both giggled like little boys who just shared a dirty secret. "I so wanted to invite you in tonight Lance, I hope you know that," I said, suddenly serious.
"Yeah, you have no idea how much I wanted to come in. But I'm glad you didn't."
"You are?"
"Yes. I want this to work, and we promised to take it slow. I know that is kind of hard since we have a past and feel like we've already been there with each other, but I don't want to rush anything. I don't want to risk losing you again."
Could he have been any cuter? "I have a good feeling about this time babe. I think we're going to be ok."
"Yeah, I do too," he replied. "Ok so when do I get to see you again?"
I mentally reviewed my schedule. "Well, tomorrow's Monday so I have to go to work, then I have plans with a friend afterwards, how about Tuesday night. You want to hang out then?"
"Oh, Tuesday? Yeah," he hesitated, "I can do that."
"What's up? You don't sound sure."
"No, its nothing, they invented TiVo for a reason right?"
"Ohmigod you're totally worried about missing 24 aren't you?" I shouted.
He laughed. "Yeah, maybe I am."
"Ok how about I come over to your place and we watch it together?"
"You like 24?!" he suddenly exclaimed very excitedly.
"Um, YEAH! It's only one of the best shows on television, right next to The OC!"
"Man, I LOVE The OC! Ok Tuesday we will watch 24. Here, let me give you my address." I jotted it down.
"I'll probably be over around 8, is that ok? You want me to bring something for dinner?"
"Nah, I'll order in. 8 o'clock sounds great. I'll be waiting for ya!"
"Perfect."
"Well I should go shower."
"Eww yeah you should, I bet you're all sticky!"
"Oh my goodness that is none of your business!" he said, "at least not yet!"
"Yeah yeah yeah, ok you go and I'll call you tomorrow ok?"
"Ok. Good night."
"Night."
I hung up the phone and laid back on the couch. I smiled at the roof, and thought about what the future might hold for me and Lance. I pictured us living happily, growing older, and being together forever. I had to stop, because I knew I was getting too ahead of myself. We'd barely been back together a day and I was already planning our adopted kids' names!! I snapped myself out of my dream and headed to sleep. Tomorrow was the start of a new week, and a new chapter in my life.