Hey everyone out there. This is my second story (ahhh) I'm not telling what my first one is. I know, sorta stupid but I want people to read this one unbiased. This is obviously about Kevin Richardson of the Backstreet Boys and Justin Timberlake of 'N SYNC. Hope ya'll like it.
--Rich--
One more thing. I have a thing with stars (******) That means that there's a change of scene or an important break.
E-mail comments to gking03@yahoo
Disclaimer thingy: This does not mean anything about the sexual orientation of the members of 'N SYNC or Backstreet Boys. This is a work of fiction, K? Oh, and if you're under 18, don't read it. (Or don't get caught)
The Day Before Tommorow (1)
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Justin?" Kevin called softly into the darkened hotel room. "Justin? Are you in there?" he repeated again. Receiving the same silence for an answer, Kevin opened the door just enough for him to slip inside and slipped inside. Kevin slowly walked over to Justin's bed and sat down on the edge. Justin lay there, his beautiful features softened by the half-light from the open door. Kevin smoothed Justin's curly hair and smiled as the blond yawned and started to sit up.
"Hey Kev," Justin said softly as he became more and more concious.
"Hey Just, I didn't want you to sleep in again today," Kevin said. "We have another one of those dumb interviews."
"That's OK Kev, thanks for waking me up," Justin said.
They both turned around as the door burst open. It was Lance and JC talking in very loud voices.
"I don't see why we have to tour with these dumb Backstreet Boys. I mean, they're all old like Kevin and getting married. I don't even know why they try to compete . . ," Lance trailed off as he saw Kevin.
"I guess, um, I'll go now and leave you to your morning together," Kevin said slowly and walked out the door.
"Kevin, wait," Justin yelled after him.
Kevin walked briskly down the hall to his room and slammed the door behind him. Once inside, Kevin slowly lay down on his bed, tears pooling in his eyes. "I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry," Kevin repeated to himself.
"Lance? WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?" Justin yelled.
"Jesus Curly, I didn't know you had company. Anyways, you know it's true. Backstreet Boys don't have anywhere to go but down," Lance said.
Justin got up off the bed, tears in his eyes. "Lance, I happen to care about other people's feelings. Maybe you don't care about the way your comments make people feel, but I do."
"Justin, it wasn't his fault," JC started.
"Yes JC, it was his fault. Now I have to go pick up the pieces," Justin said angrily and stomped out of the room.
"Kevin?" Justin said as he knocked on Kevin's door.
Shit, Kevin said quickly jumping off the bed, using his shirt tail to try to wipe away the tears. "Who is it?" he called, trying to delay answering the door.
"It's Justin, Kev. Let me in so we can talk," Justin called through the closed door.
Kevin slowly walked to the door and opened it a crack. "What is it?" he said softly.
"Kevn, don't be an ass," Justin said loudly. "I know what Lance said hurt you and I want to talk to you about it."
Kevin opened the door and admitted Justin inside. Closing the door behind him, Kevin walked back to the bed and sat down.
"Jeez Kev, have you been crying?" Justin asked, his voice full of concern.
"No, I-I mean, N-no, well s-sort of," Kevin stuttered, embaressed that Justin knew.
"God Kev, don't be embaressed, we all cry sometimes. Just because you're old doesn't mean you can't cry," Justin said patting Kevin on the back.
"I know Justin, but you don't understand. I wanted our band to last forever and when the Backstreet Boys formed, I thought I'd be the thing that held them together. . . I had no idea that I'd be the reason for them to want to break up or for them not to do well. Now that I'm old and ugly, I don't think anyone wants me around anymore. The only reason I'm still in the group is to be their chauffer and arrange everything for them, nag for them, and be their father. I'm more their parent than their friend," Kevin said, letting out emotions he had been dying to show someone forever. Tears fell from his eyes, but he wiped them away quickly.
"Kev, that's not true. Lot's of people care about you," Justin said quietly. "You just don't choose to see them."
"Thanks Just, I needed that, even if it was from someone who is 8 years younger than I am," Kevin said smiling through his tears.
"Now, this is my turn to be Daddy," Justin said playfully. "Get a wet towel and wipe those eyes. You look horrible with puffy eyes. We don't have much time, so hurry up and get moving so we can get to breakfast."
Kevin smiled at Justin and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
Kevin exited the bathroom, and searched for some clothes. Choosing some baggy jeans and a tight silk shirt from his bags, Kevin brushed his hair and moved toward the door. "Alright, I'm ready Curly, let's move," Kevin said.
Justin jumped off the bed and followed Kevin out of the room. "Breakfast is in JC's room," Justin said directing Kevin to the door on the left side of the hall next to the elevators. Justin pushed the door open, and Kevin saw that everyone was already there. Taking a deep breath, Kevin walked in and smiled. "Sorry guys, I slept in a little this morning," Kevin said.
"Alright guys, what's on tap for today," Justin said cheerfully, grabbing a bagel.
"Kevin," Lance started awkwardly. "I'd like to apologize for what I said this morning. I mean, I didn't really mean it at all, but it came out." "Thanks for lying Lance, apology accepted," Kevin said smiling. Inwardly, Kevin almost broke down again. It's cruel, but he's right, he thought to himself.
"Apologize for what?" Joey asked looking strangely at Lance.
"N-nothing," Lance said blushing a little.
"I was in Justin's room this morning, and I ran into Lance coming out of his room, and he cursed at me. I took it to offense, and, well, he didn't mean it and it's all over," Kevin said awkwardly. His eyes roamed to Lance's and he could see them say thank you a thousand times.
"Kevin, I've never known you to take things to offense so easily," Brian said. "Are you alright?"
"Just a little sick, maybe" Kevin said.
"ANYWAY," Justin said loudly. "I know we have an interview this morning at 9:00, so whaddya all wanna do after that?"
"Justin, I've never known you to be the organized one," Chris said. "It's always JC who plans everything out for us."
"Well, I've been thinking lately that we sorta abuse our leaders of the group. We never think of their feelings and it's time we all took responsibility," Justin said, focusing his attention on his group, but did not miss the glances exchanged by Nick, Brian, Howie, and AJ.
"Well, I'm gonna go back to my room and get my stuff together for the interview and arrange a short break for you guys before our next concert," Kevin said to the Backstreet Boys.
"Kev, aren't you going to eat something?" Justin asked as Kevin started to leave.
"Nope, I'm not really hungry right now," Kevin said shortly and walked out.
"I'll be right back," Brian said and followed Kevin out the door.
Kevin walked back to his room and went to the bathroom. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Kevin sighed and ran his hands through his hair. I'm too old for this, he thought to himself sadly. He jumped at the knock on the door. It's probably Justin, he thought to himself. Kevin walked over and opened the door.
"Hey Kev, what's up?" Brian said as he greeted his cousin.
"Not much Bri, I just thought I'd get ready for the interview and get some info on the next concert and stuff," Kevin said.
"Kev, when Justin said that stuff about taking responsibility, I realized that we just take you for granted. I'm sorry about that, and I'll try to look out more for you in the future," Brian said, his head hanging like a reprimanded 1st grader.
"Thanks Bri, you're sweet," Kevin said smiling. "Now run along before you're late."
"Yes Dadddy," Brian said returning Kevin's smile and left the room.
Things are looking up, Kevin thought to himself, and he took off his clothes to get ready for his shower.
Brian walked back to his room and ran straight into JC.
"Hey Bri, what's up?" JC said smiling.
"Not much JC, I was just talking to Kevin. I guess we take him for granted and I wanted to apologize," Brian said.
"So, how'd it go?" JC asked.
"Great, he said thanks too. It's the first time I've seen him genuinely happy in the last few months," Brian said.
"Brian, I have a quick question for you," JC said nervously looking around.
"Shoot buddy," Brian said smiling.
"You have to promise you won't tell anyone what I'm asking you, but has Kevin said anything about Justin recently?" JC asked in a whisper.
"What do you mean 'said anything about Justin'?" Brian said quizzically.
"You know what I mean. Has Kevin mentioned Justin," JC said in the same hushed tone.
"Not that I can remember," Brian said slowly. "He does seem to care about Justin a lot though, more than anyone else I know."
"Thanks Bri," JC said and left a very confused Brian standing in the hall.
In the lobby. . . .
"We're all here except Justin," JC said. "Where the heck did he go?"
"All present and accounted for in my group," Kevin said to JC. "Want me to go look for the angel?"
"Nope, he's always late," JC said rolling his eyes. "Ever since the band formed he's walked in 10 minutes late for every thing we do."
"Sorry I'm late guys," Justin said as he exited the elevator. He walked over to where the guys were standing.
Kevin just about fell over and had to catch himself in mid-fall. Justin was wearing some khakis that left little to the imagination with a cruelly tight fitting t black tee-shirt which had a vee nck to about half-way down his chest. He had a beige flannel which was torn in several places lightly tossed on over it, and pair of shades over his eyes.
"Damn Just, no matter how hard we try to dress, we never measure up to you," JC said smiling.
"Thanks Josh," Justin said blushing.
"It's his body really, not his clothes," AJ added. "We'd never look that good, even in what he's wearing."
"Ready Kevin?" JC said. (no answer) "I said, READY KEVIN?" JC said again waving his hand in front of Kevin's face.
"Oh, yea, we're ready," Kevin said quickly averting his eyes from Justin's tight pants and his accented muscles through his tee-shirt.
The guys all piled into limos and they were off to the studio.
Kevin sat across from Justin, staring out the window, sneaking quick glances at Justin's body.
Why is he looking at me? Justin wondered to himself. No, it can't be. He's so much older, he can't be attracted to me. Settle down Justin, this is one fish you can't land. But I'm POSITIVE, he's checking me out, the young blond thought to himself. We'll just see about this.
Justin slowly moved his hand down to his pants and fished for something in his pocket. In the process, he opened a gap between his pants and his tee-shirt, showing off his slightly tanned midsection.
Glancing quickly over at Kevin, he caught him staring.
What the fuck is he doing? Kevin thought to himself, growing hard at just seeing Justin's exposed flesh. It's gonna be pretty obvious I'm enjoying the show if I don't either rearrange myself or he stops it.
Yup, he's definitely checking me out, Justin thought to himself. The attention spurred him on, and Justin became more bold. Justin pulled the flannel from his shoulders and set it in the empty seat beside him, exposing his arms and a good sized chunk of flesh on his chest. From across the limo, JC smiled as he watched Justin's seductive show.
If Kevin isn't enjoying this, my name's not Josh, he giggled to himself quietly and how Justin had Kevin in his complete control.
Justin ran his fingers arouns his waistband, causing his pants to ride a little lower on his hips. Justin opened his legs to reveal his crotch which was accented by his tight pants and moaned a little to himself.
Kevin was beyond embaressed, as he blushed more and more, but could not tear his eyes from Justin's little show.
Pulling his hands from his pocket, Justin removed a piece of gum and popped it into his mouth, his fingers glistening with saliva. Jusitn ran his fingers down his shirt to dry them off, and then stared Kevin right in his eyes.
"See something you like?" Justin asked softly.
"U-Um, what are you t-talking about?" Kevin said awkwardly, crossing his legs in an attempt to hide his growing erection.
JC grinned to himself again. Justin does have talent, he thought to himself.
They arrived at the interview and answered the same boring questions they always had. (Are you going to break up? Who are you fucking? Do you wear boxers or briefs) The limo ride home was uneventful, and Kevin brushed the whole thing off as Justin being young and flirty by nature.
Kevin entered his room again and pulled of his shirt. He lay back on the bed and his mind played back the events in the limo. Again, Kevin saw Justin's beautiful hands run along the waistband of his boxers, his finger tracing his hard muscles of his stomach, and his pink lips parting slightly in a contented sigh.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Kevin jerked up and walked over to answer the door.
"Hey Kev, I was wondering if you wanted some company," Justin said, not bothering to wait for an answer and pushed his way past Kevin.
"Uh, sure Just, make yourself at home," Kevin said awkwardly.
Justin lay down on Kevin's bed, staring at the ceiling. It's now or never, Justin thought to himself. The worst that can happen is I'll get a 'no I'm not interested'.
"Hello?" someone shouted through the door.
"Yea?" Kevin asked.
"Hey, is Justin in there?" he heard someone shout.
"Yea, who is this?" Kevin yelled to the closed door.
"It's Brian. I need to talk to him alone for a sec," Brian yelled.
"I'll be right back Boo," Justin said and slipped out the door.
"Justin, I have a real personal question to ask you and you have to promise me you won't freak out or run away," Brian said.
"Uhm, what did you plan on asking me?" Justin said nervously.
"Justin, are you gay?"
"I, I um, ah," Justin said and then broke down completely. "Brian, I don't wanna loose my friends. I've been afraid of someone asking me this forever, and I just never wanted to face it."
Brian gazed down into Justin's eyes, terror stricken with the thought of loosing everything he thought he had.
"Justin, I don't think any different of you," Brian said.
Meanwhile. . . Kevin wondered what was taking Justin so long and walked to the door. Peeking out, he almost choked at what he saw.
"Brian, never leave me, OK?" Justin sniffled.
"Of course Curly," Brian said kissing the top of Justin's head.
Kevin turned away, sickened by the sight of his crush and his cousin. Walking back into his room, Kevin lay down on the bed, tenderly feeling the warm spot where Justin had lay. "I guess I'm gonna be spending a few more nights alone," he said to himself and sighed, the picture of Brian holding Justin running through his mind. Slowly crawling under the covers, Kevin allowed a few stray tears to course down his face onto the pillows It's when dreams seem so close to coming true that it all is destroyed, he thought to himself, slowly drifting off to sleep.
What he missed. . . .
"So, anyone in particular you like?" Brian said innocently.
Justin pointed to the closed door. "None other," he said grinning.
"Hey, good luck. You guys'll make a cute couple."
"You're the best friend anyone could have," Justin said hugging Brian.
"Hey, I better be," Brian said playfully mussing Justin's hair.
"Better be getting back to Kev," Justins said.
"Better be, otherwise he'll think we have a thing together," Brian joked, as he turned and walked towards his room.
"Bye Bri," Justins said.
"See ya Curly," Brian said.
Justin turned and walked back into Kevin's room. Slowly sitting down on the corner of the bed, Justin watched Kevin's face as he slept. Running his hands through Kevin's brown hair, Justin smiled. Justin put his hand down on the pillow, and then withdrew it sharply. It was wet. Slowly, Justin ran a finger along Kevin's cheek, and felt the wetness of recently shed tears.
He cried himself to sleep? Justin thought to himself, running the idea over and over in his head. What on earth would cause Kevin to cry himself to sleep?
Justin pulled off his shirt and pants, and climbed into bed next to Kevin. Justin lay his head on Kevin's shoulder and slowly drifted off.
The next morning. . . . .
Kevin slowly slipped back into reality as he woke with a start. Remembering last night's events, tears came back to his eyes. Slowly, Kevin became aware of a weight on his shoulder. He looked back, shocked, to find Justin in bed next to him.
"JUSTIN," Kevin yelled, waking Justin suddenly. "Get out of here!"
Justin jerked awake. "What Kevin?" Justin said, wondering what the commotion was about.
"Justin, get out of here right now. What will Brian think of you, not to mention me?" Kevin said angry that Justin would try to pull this.
"What do you mean, what will Brian think of me?" Justin asked, looking at Kevin strangely.
"Don't bullshit me Justin, I know about you and Brian. I saw you together in the hall last night, and I can't believe that you would come and sleep in my bed while going out with Brian," Kevin said, tears streaming down his face.
"Kevin, listen to me," Justin said earnestly. "There is nothing going on between me and Brian. He asked me if I was gay last night, and I broke down. He's just a great friend. Why on earth would you think there was something going on with us?"
"What?" Kevin said stupidly, refusing to understand or process what Justin had said.
"Brian and I are just good friends Kevin, that's all. I'm here in bed with you because it's where I want to be," Justin said, averting his gaze and blushing a little.
Suddenly, Kevin realized what his mistake was, and started crying again, this time out of joy. "So you aren't going out with Brian?" Kevin said, wanting to make sure of this one more time.
"No Kevin, I'm not. I have someone else in mind," Justin said grinning seductively at Kevin.
"And who would that be?" Kevin said slyly.
"Hmmm. . . " Justin said, and placed a finger on Kevin's lips. "Hush Boo, I wanna make you feel like you've never felt before."
"That shouldn't be too hard," Kevin whispered. Justin pushed his finger inside Kevin's mouth, and moaned softly as Kevin tounged his finger. Pulling his finger out, Justin slowly traced Kevin's hard stomach muscles with is finger, leaving glistening wet trails.
"You turn me on Justin," Kevin moaned as Justin moved closer, their body heat mingling as Kevin's mouth met Justin's in a passionate kiss.
"Since the day I met you, I wanted this to happen," Justin said, breaking the kiss and gazing into Kevin's eyes.
"I know Curly, me too," Kevin said, a tear coursing down his face.
Justin climbed on top of Kevin, pressing their crotches together. Slowly grinding down, Justin grinned seductively at Kevin. Moving slowly down Kevin's body, Justin bit Kevin's nipples eliciting a soft groan. "Suck me Justin," Kevin hissed through clenched teeth.
Justin pulled Kevin's boxers down, and shoved Kevin's cock roughly into his mouth. Justin gagged a little, but hid it succesfully from Kevin. Kevin closed his eyes and placed his hands behind Justin's head, forcing him down harder and harder.
"Uh, Justin, I'm cumming, AHHH," Kevin moaned loudly as he shot his warm load into Justin's waiting mouth.
Justin took all of Kevin's cum in his mouth, and held it there, moving it slowly between his teeth. Kissing Kevin, Justin thrust the cum and saliva mixture back into Kevin's mouth. Slowly trading the glob back and forth, Justin swallowed.
"Yummy cummy in my tummy," he giggled.
"Shut up Justin, the more stupid you act, the more I realize how much younger you are than I am," Kevin said, tweaking one of Justin's nipples. "I think it's time I took care of you," Kevin said moving slowly on top of Justin.
"I thought you'd never ask," Justin said sighing as Kevin held Justin's bottom lip in his mouth.
Kevin kissed the side of Justin's neck, torturing his soft flesh in his mouth. "I'm afraid there's gonna be evidence," Kevin said giggling as a red mark appeared on Justin's neck.
"You'll pay for that," Justin said evilly grinning.
"Let me do the paying now," Kevin said moving down to Justin's cock. Slowly taking the head in his mouth, Kevin swirled his tounge around. Then, in one gulp, Kevin took all of Justin into his mouth and began deep throating fast.
Justin humped his body up into Kevin's mouth. "Unh, uh Kevin you are the best," Justin said as he felt his load beginning to shoot. Kevin caught the sweet cum in his mouth and moved up to Justin's stomach. Slowly spitting the cum out, he watched as it ran down Justin's stomach. Then, he licked it all off, leaving Justin wet and glistening.
"I love you Boo," Justin said grinning.
"I love you to hun," Kevin said returning the smile.
BANG BANG BANG
"Get up you guys, It's nine already" AJ shouted.
"Alright, we're coming, we're coming," Kevin said, still virtually shining with after-glow.
"Get up sweetums," Kevin said grinning. "Today's our day off and I wanna go somewhere just the two of us."
"How sweet Kevin," Justin mumbled and rolled over, asleep in a second.
Kevin walked over to Justin's bed and started tickling him.
"AHHHHH hehehe, STOP KEVIN, hahaha," Justin gasped thrashing around on the bed. "STOP KEVIN," Justin yelled and broke into giggles again.
"Get up then," Kevin said stopping. "Promise me."
"NO," Justin said and stuck out his bottom lip.
"Alright, but this means desperate measures," Kevin said.
"Baby Justin doesn't want to get up," Justin said and crossed his arms.
Kevin moved to Justin and ground his lips into Justin's, harshly pushing his tounge into Justin's mouth. Kevin then pulled back sharply. "If you don't get up, you'll never have that again," Kevin said.
"Alright Alright, I'm getting up already," Justin said, ruefully rubbing the side of his neck where a hickey was showing, a dark and angry shade of red.
"Cummere pooky," Justin said.
"Whaddya want sweetums," Kevin asked moving closer.
Justin mashed his lips against Kevin's neck, teasing the flesh and grinding it between his lips.
"AHHH!, JUSTIN STOP," Kevin yelled realizing what Justin was up to, but it was too late. An identical red mark was forming on Kevin's neck.
"You suck Curly," Kevin said.
"Now, I actually think you do more of the sucking," Justin said breaking into giggles again.
"Now get up. We have to get to breakfast in JC's room before they think something's happening," Kevin instructed.
"Yes Mommy," Justin said as he hopped out of bed. "I call shower first," he yelled.
"Over my dead body," Kevin yelled back as they left the room for breakfast.
Upon entering the room, they found breakfast almost gone.
"You guys ate it all already?" Kevin said feigning surprise.
"Hey, you're the one who's only 1 hour late for breakfast," Howie remarked.
Kevin glanced at his watch. "Wow, we are late," Kevin replied. "Justin and I will just catch a bite in the lobby."
"See ya guys," Justin said and they departed.
"So, whaddya think of that?" Brian asked the group.
"I dunno Bri, I still don't believe you," AJ said skeptically. "I mean, I can believe Justin, but Kevin? He's always had a girl and he's so, um, masculine," AJ continued giggling.
"Hmmm, I guess you all were to busy to notice the identical hickeys on their necks," Lance said grinning.
"I noticed that to Scoop, just an odd coincidence?" JC grinned back.
"Just like the coincidence that they both were late to breakfast and they were both sharing a room last night?" Chris said.
The guys broke into giggles. "I think they're cute together," Brian said.
"Same here Bri, do we let them know we know about them?" Nick asked.
"No, let's put 'em to 'the test'" Joey said.
"What test Joe?" Lance asked turning his head.
"We see how much they trust us. Leave it up to them to tell us. If they really believe we're good friends, they won't be scared of telling us," Joe replied. "Everyone up to it?"
"Sounds cool to me," AJ replied. "Alright everyone?"
Nods all around. . .
Justin and Kevin sat in a table at a corner of the lobby.
"You shouldn't drink coffee hun, it's not good for you. Anyways, it's caffine and caffines a drug, a stimulant I think," Justin said.
"Hmmm, do you want me functional during the day?" Kevin asked.
Justin nodded. "Then let me have my coffee. If I don't I'll be a walking zombie."
"Whatever pleases you Kev," Justin said smiling, his blue eyes sparkling with affection for his dark haired lover.
"I love you're complexion Kev. It's sorta dark and mysterious, like something out of a movie," Justin said.
"That bad?" Kevin said, intrigued by Justin's words.
"No, it's good hun. We're just so opposites in looks," Justin said comparing his boyish good looks with Kevin's dark handsomness.
"What can I say. . . Opposites attract!" Kevin remarked grinning.
"Can you feel the tension? I just have to be in contact with you," Justin said reaching over and holding Kevin's hand.
"We're in public sweetums," Kevin said.
"Hmmm. . . . I guess you're right," Justin said slowly releasing Kevin's hand. "Since when am I sweetums?"
Kevin laughed. "People used to call me 'tums' when I was younger cuz I used to have a belly. I guess you're sweet and I just added that to the end."
"Are you suggesting I'm fat?" Justin said pouting a little.
"O 'Course not Curly, what I was really thinking is you're looking a little emaciated," Kevin said pointing to Justin's stomach.
"Hey, every more pound is a loss of 100 fans," Justin said ruefully patting his middle. "Every pound lost and I gain 500."
"I know hun, but I want you to be healthy," Kevin said.
Justin could see his genuine concern. "Don't worry hun. If you want me to, I'll eat more."
"You're real sweet. Well, I think we'd better be getting upstairs," Kevin said glancing at his watch and getting up.
"Alright sweet, but remember, I call shower first," Justin said.
"Kids," Kevin said and grinned at Justin. "You'll be forever ten years old and in preschool."
"It's all yours Boo," Justin said stepping out of the shower, water dripping of his wet form.
"Thanks sweetums, I'll be right there," Kevin called out.
Justin stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed his towel from the suitcase.
Kevin glanced over at Justin's hair plastered to his head and water running down his lightly tanned skin in rivulets. He looked like a greek statue come to life.
"You look really sexy wet," Kevin remarked.
"You look really sexy all the time," Justin said grinning.
Justin dried off and pulled on a pair of his looney tunes boxers. "What should I wear," he muttered to himself as Kevin stepped into the shower. What I really meant was what will turn Kevin on, he secretly thought to himself.
Rummaging through his suitcase, Justin found a pair of gray chinos from Gap. Hmmm, he thought. Something really tight would do the trick. He pulled out his black ribbed shirt from Banna Republic. Putting on his clothes, Justin threw on his brown Doc sandels and a white silk button down shirt over it, left opened. Spraying some cologne on, Justin sat on the bed reading what Teen Beat had to say about him while he waited for Kevin.
Kevin finished showering and walked out of the shower.
"Hey hun, look what they wrote about me," Justin said holding up the magazine. "They said I wear scooby doo boxers all the time. I do not. Right now I'm wearing tweety bird boxers." Pouting, Justin crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip.
"Hey, dressed like that, you won't have any boxers left to pout about," Kevin said eyeing Justin's outfit.
"Like it?" Justin said smoothing his shirt. "I chose it just for you."
"Hmmm, I'm afraid you won't be wearing it very long," Kevin said as he dressed quickly. "So, where'dya wanna go today?"
"Hmm, I wanna go. . . . THE MALL," he yelled suddenly. "I need new clothes."
"Justin, you almost broke the tour bus down carrying all your wardrobe. You need more?" he asked.
"Please Boo?" he said pulling his pouty face again.
"Alright, but don't be in that whiney mood all day or I'll pay you back tonight," Kevin said getting his shoes.
"Really? I've never tried sex violently. Sounds interesting!" Justin said grinning.
"I'm ready when you are," Kevin said standing up.
Justin turned around and dropped his jaw. Kevin had on tight leather pants with a white teeshirt and a leather jacket.
"WOW," Justin said, his mouth hanging. "That's my slavedriver," he giggled.
"Hmmm, I've never been one for bondage sweetpie, so don't get any ideas," Kevin said heading for the door.
Justin hurried after and took Kevin's hand. "I love you so much," he said grinning.
"I love you too Just," Kevin said, kissing Justin sweetly on the lips.
Justin inhaled deeply, catching the scent of Kevin's aftershave. "You smell really good," Justin said dreamily.
"Hey, save that for later," Kevin said locking the door and they went down the hall arm in arm.
Meanwhile. . . .
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Yea?" JC called.
"Josh It's me, Brian. Can I come in?" he asked.
"Sure Bri, it's unlocked," JC called. "Whats up?"
"Oh, nothing, I was just thinking," Brian said a little 'off this worldishly' (sorry I made that up).
"That's dangerous Bri, bad for your health," JC joked. "No seriously, whats up?"
"Nothing. JC, do ya wanna go somewhere with me?" Brian asked nervously.
"Uhm, I was gonna go somehwere with the guys, but sure, what do you wanna do?" JC asked.
"Great," Brian said happily. "Let's go. . . . to the beach!" he said.
"Great Bri. I need some sun on my pale flesh," JC said searching for his swimsuit.
"I'll get my swimsuit and meet you in the lobby?" Brian asked.
"Sounds great Bri," JC said. "I'll be down in a few."
Brian walked back to his room a goofy smile painted on his face.
Lance sat in front of his computer in the darkened hotel room. Dialing the phone, Lance waited until someone picked up.
:Hello? :Hi, I'd like to order a dozen roses please. :Sure, what name? :No name please. :No, your name sir. I need it to process your order. :Oh, sorry (Lance blushed) Lance Bass :Alright Mr. Bass. . . AHHHHHH!! Lance Bass from 'N SYNC? :None other, Lance said grinning in the dark. :Uh, Oh Mr Bass, you don't mind if I tape this, do you? :Not at all, is there something you'd like me to say? :No, I just wanna tell all my friends I sold you flowers :Alright, whatever. I need them delivered to room 374 please :Sure, the total will be. . . 40.32. :Bill it to room 370 please :Alright, thank you Mr.Bass :"Bye Bye Bye" Lance sang and hung up.
Lance laughed to himself at the woman's reaction. Sitting in front of his laptop, Lance typed in his e-mail and password, waiting for the computer to process.
To: NickyQT@aol.com From: BLANK Subject: ROSES ARE RED FWD:
Nick~
Don't worry, this isn't a crazed fan or anything. If you're reading this message, you've got the roses. I just wanted to let you know I care about you a lot, but I'm a guy. I know there's no way you can return this love to me, but I wanted you to know I'm out there. I can't bear it to think you don't know I love you.
I've watched you, and I suppose you've watched me. I just hope you don't hate me for this, just try to accept me. I'll tell you who I am in due time.
Love: J
Lance pressed send, and then sat back in his chair, gazing up at the poster of Nick tacked on the wall he took wherever he went. Sighing, Lance ran his fingers through his hair and shut his laptop. Shuffling over to the shower, Lance groaned as he realized what he wanted would never happen.
Turning on the water, Lance let the hot spray wash his worries and problems away.
"I CALL SHOTGUN!" Justin yelled as they approached Kevin's car.
"You dimwit, there's nobody else riding with us," Kevin joked.
"It's just instinct," Justin said hanging his head.
"Hey, cut the punished dog look Curly. Remember, we're going shopping, you're favorite activity!" Kevin said patting Justin on the head.
"YAY SHOPPING SHOPPING!" Justin said jumping up and down.
"Justin, shut up," Kevin said clamping a hand on Justin's mouth. "You'll attract attention."
"Sorry Daddy," Justin said as he got in the car.
Kevin pulled his car out of the parking lot and soon they were on the highway cruising toward the suburbs. "The Mall in Beverly Hills sound alright?" Kevin asked.
"Sure, it'll be quiet and out of the city," Justin said. "Kevin, I have a question for you and it's a littler personal, but I have to ask anyway," Justin said quietly.
"Alright, shoot," Kevin said as he manuvered the car through traffic.
"Kevin, when you shared sex with me this morning, did you ever feel the same way when you did it with a woman?" Justin asked tentatively.
"Honestly Justin, no. I mean, sex was always a way of relief, and I can't deny I looked forward to it, but afterwards, it never felt right. When we lay there in bed afterwards, I'd never felt so comfortable. I usually leave after sex, but I felt no need to hide or walk away. I was truly happy to be with you," Kevin said simply. "I've guess I've never felt such strong feelings."
"Thanks Kev, that meant so much to me," Justin sniffled brushing away a tear.
"Hey, don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry, even if you aren't sad," Kevin said handing Justin a tissue.
"Damn, a traffic jam," Kevin said as he spotted the congested spot about a half mile ahead. "I'm gonna take this exit and we'll get there another way."
Kevin steered his car toward the exit and they pulled off the highway. Cruising through the streets, Kevin returned to his conversation with Justin.
"Why did you ask me that question Justin?" Kevin said.
"I guess I realized how much we rushed into this relationship and I was sorta scared," Justin admitted. "I wanted to make sure the feeling was mutual."
"Justin, if you took all the love I could ever have for anybody and multiplied it by two, it wouldn't even add up to what I feel for you," Kevin said grinning as they stopped for a red light.
"Kev, you say the sweetest things. I'll love you forever," Jutsin said taking Kevin's hand.
They pulled into the parking lot of the mall and Justin looked for a parking space. "Right there Kev," Justin pointed to a spot recently vacated. Kevin parked and they got out.
"Damn, I don't have my hat or sunglasses," Kevin said.
"Ditto," Justin said.
"Hey, let's just act normal. If fans see us, well, I guess we'll be busy for awhile," Kevin replied jokingly.
They walked into the mall and Justin ruefully let Kevin's hand go. "Hey sweety, I know you want to, but leave that for tonight," Kevin said seeing Justin's disappointment.
As usual, Justin brightened up at the prospect of new clothes, and virtually dragged Kevin toward the GAP like a he was a male dog sensing a female in heat.
"Smell new clothes hun?" Kevin said breathlessly as Justin dragged him inside.
"You betcha," was his reply.
By the time their shopping spree was over, Justin's credit card was physically warm and Kevin was worn out.
"Justin, I wanna go home," Kevin said sounding like a little baby.
"Alright Kevvy, I was thinking the same thing myself," Justin said taking Kevin's arm and leading him toward the exit.
"I love you so much," Justin said as Kevin let his hand go and straightened up.
"I know, you mean the world to me," Kevin replied.
They got in the car and drove back to the hotel in silence. Quietly entering through the back door to aviod attracting attention, they pushed Kevin's room door open and went inside.
Justin dropped his bags next to the door and Kevin collapsed onto the bed. "I'm pooped honey," Kevin said, layin his head down on the pillows.
"Me too, let's get a nap before dinner," Justin said laying down next to Kevin and resting his head on Kevin's chest.
"I don't know what life was before you," Kevin said gazing at the top of Justin's head and running his hands through his curly locks.
"Same here," Justin murmured into Kevin's chest.
"Thanks Nick, that was fun," AJ said as they exited the elevator.
"Neat, let's do it again sometime," Nick replied as he opened his door. He let out a small gasp as he saw a huge bouquet of roses on the floor just inside. Nick picked them up and quickly checked the card.
CHECK YOUR E-MAIL
Nick hurried over to his computer and booted up. Starting up AOL, he logged on.
'You have 23 new messages'
"Damn," Nick sighed as he sorted through the mail, mostly from fans, titled 'I LOVE YOU SO MUCH'. Finally, his eyes rested on the one labled 'ROSES ARE RED'
Opening it, Nick sat back and read it. His eyes widened as he finished it. Quickly pressing reply, Nick's fingers flew over the keys.
To: JamesLansten_NSYNC@MSN.com From: NickyQT@aol.com Subject: YOU FORGOT
James Lansten Bass:
Jimmy,
I thought you were a lot smarter than this. You should know that even if you don't enter your screen name in the blank, it appears on the REPLY. WAKE UP!
As much as it seems like it, I didn't write to chew you out. I loved the roses James, and I don't mind that it's from a guy. Actually, since I met with you guys I've been looking at you. You're a beautiful guy Scoop, inside and out. Look, I don't want to sound rushing or anything, but I would like to try something between us.
James Lansten Bass, don't worry about it. I know it's hard to come to terms with your feelings, and I know it was hard to come to terms with mine. Maybe being together will help us discover who we really are.
To my favorite guy:
Nick Gene Carter
Nick sent the message and then signed off. Grinning into the dark, Nick was ecstatic at the events that had happened. Lance's beautiful face and spiky blond hair appeared in Nick's mind, and he sighed thinking that what he had dreamed of was finally coming true.
Nick shut his laptop down and walked out into the hall to talk to AJ when he saw Lance walking toward his room.
"James, where'd you go?" Nick asked curiously.
"Just for a jog Nick, I can't let myself get pudgy," Lance said grinning as he eyed Nick's spectacular body and golden hair.
Nick dropped his voice to a whisper. "Check your e-mail." Before Lance could say anything, Nick walked back into his room and shut the door.
Back in the hall, Lance's jaw dropped. "H-how d-did he. . ?" Lance stuttered. Running back into his room, Lance opened his laptop and quickly booted up.
"Come on, come on," he said impatiently as the computer started internet explorer.
YOU HAVE 1 NEW MESSAGE
Lacnce quickly clicked on it and saw it was from Nick. Slowly, his mask of fear turned to joy, and a tear ran down his face. Quickly clicking on respond, Lance wrote a quick reply.
To: NickyQT@aol.com From: JamesLansten_NSYNC@MSN.com Subject: Reply (YOU FORGOT)
I love you
JLB
Back in Nick's room. . . .
YOU'VE GOT MAIL
Nick jerked back to reality as the computer droned its message. Opening the mail, Nick smiled. Shutting down his computer, Nick opened his door and knocked on Lance's.
Lance opened the door and saw Nick.
"Um, H-hey Nick," Lance said a little awkwardly.
Nick walked in and shut the door behind him. Shoving Lance up against the wall, Nick pressed his lips to Lance's.
Surprised at first, Lance drew back a little, but then he grew comfortable, and his tounge found its way into Nick's mouth.
"I love you Lansten," Nick whispered.
"Same here Nicky" Lance replied.
Tell me what to do with this, OK? Should I keep going or drop it. (I know it's a lame attempt) but E-mail me.
PLEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSEEEEEEE?
--Rich--