Disclaimer: This story contains homosexual themes. If you are under the age of 18 or if reading this story is illegal to read where you are residing, please read no further. While the people in this story are real, the events are purely fictional. This is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of the people portrayed in this story.
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"Decisions"
by DB
Chapter 11
Lynn rolled over and took a quick glance at the alarm clock. It read 7:30, and she was amazed at how accurate her internal clock was. There was never a real need to set the alarm. She put on her robe and walked down the hall leading to the kitchen. As she walked past Justin's room she was reminded of yesterday's events and although it had been a shock, she was glad to know that her relationship with her son was one where he felt he could be open with her.
As she made her way into the kitchen, she noticed an envelope on the table. It was addressed to her in a handwriting she was not familiar with. She started the hot water for her tea and sat the kitchen table to open the envelope and read its contents
Dear Lynn:
I just wanted to take a minute to thank you for the hospitality you have shown me. Under the circumstances, I know it must be difficult.
I know that the news Justin shared with you yesterday not only came as a shock, but was not easy to accept. I'm truly sorry for the pain I know this must have caused you. Hopefully, in time, you will be able to realize just how much I love your son. He means the world to me. You have my word that I will not only support him in his career, but in his life as well. I will always be there for him.
You need to be commended on the influence you have had on him. He is a caring, thoughtful and mature young man who sees each day as an adventure. He is a son any mother could be proud of.
With love, Gary
She read the note over and over, each time wiping a tear from her eye. Justin's relationship with another man was not what she had envisioned for her son, but perhaps her vision was not the right one.
The ringing of the phone interrupted her thoughts. She composed herself, wiped away one last tear and answered.
"Hello?"
"Lynn, this is Carson" she immediately recognized the voice on the other end. Carson Daly had been good to the boys and was especially close to Justin. She appreciated his support. "Sorry to be calling so early, but I'm trying to track Justin down. I really need to talk to him. Is he home?"
She laughed "He's home, but Carson it's 8:00am. You don't really think he's awake yet do you?"
He returned the laugh "Oh, I'm sure he's not, but he needs to hear what I have to say. Can you get him for me?"
"I'll try" Lynn informed him, "but I'm not guaranteeing his mood. Hold on."
The light tapping on the bedroom door woke you up. "Justin, Carson is on the phone. He needs to talk to you."
You crawled out a bed, quickly put on a pair of boxers and opened the door for Lynn. You sat on the edge of the bed and softly rubbed Justin's back hoping to wake him. Getting no response, you whispered in his ear.
"Justin, Carson is on the phone. He needs to talk to you."
He rolled over and opened his eyes just slightly and took the phone from his mother's hand.
"What?" he said in a grouchy tone.
You and Lynn looked at each other and smiled both knowing Justin's early morning moods. As he attempted a conversation with Carson, Lynn motioned for you to join her in the hall.
"Your note was very touching," she said softly. "As far as I am concerned you are always welcome here. Justin would have a hard time finding anyone as deserving of his love as you. You obviously make him very happy and I couldn't ask for anything more than that."
"Thank you Lynn, I really appreciate that" you let her know. "Do you have any idea why Carson was in such a big hurry to talk to Justin? He knows Justin is never up at this time of the morning."
"I'm up this morning whether I want to be or not" Justin said in an irritable tone. He immediately sat in your lap and rested his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist. "I hate getting up this early."
"I'm sorry honey," Lynn said apologetically "but Carson made it sound important."
"It's Ok mom, I guess it kinda was. I'm just not much of a talker in morning and it wasn't Carson that really wanted to talk to me. It was Madonna. Carson just made the call because he won't give out our home number. Evidently not to anyone."
"Madonna!" Lynn and you both said.
"Yeah, she wants me to be in some new video she's doing" he explained. "I told her I'd get back with her by the end of the week. I need to think about it first."
Justin could see the look of bewilderment on your faces. Someone of her status in the music industry would intimidate most people. Justin, evidently, was not one of them.
"I'm just not sure it's the kind of video I want to do. I need to get some input first and I'd have to check with the guys. I'd never do a solo project without clearing it with them first."
His comments had sparked Lynn's interest. "So, exactly what kind of video is this?"
You could see by the look in Justin's eyes that he did not really want to discuss the video. "I don't have all the details mom. Can we talk about this later?"
She eyed him cautiously, "Sure, honey. I know it's early. How about some cereal?"
"Yeah mom, that sounds great," he said. "Thanks"
As Lynn reached into the cabinet, Justin whispered in your ear. "We need to talk." You said nothing, but gave him a quick wink letting him know that you understood.
After breakfast Lynn headed to the studio to watch Innosence rehearse, and JC decided to go over to Joey's to go jet skiing, leaving you and Justin with some private time to talk.
"So what's up with this video, Justin" you asked. "Most people would be ecstatic to get a phone call like that. Madonna is huge in the music industry."
"I know" he explained. "I just wanted to talk to you about it first. If you have a problem with the concept, then I'm not doing the video."
He had done little to help your confusion. "Ok, I'm not getting it. Why would I have a problem with the video, and besides this is a career choice, you don't need my input. You have my total support. You know that."
"Well, this is a little different. The name of the song for the video is `Loss of Innocence.' Basically, she falls in love with a much younger man and she is his first. It would involve doing a love scene. I didn't know how you would feel about that."
"Justin," you said smiling at him, "if you were straight and she were twenty years younger, I might be concerned, but under the circumstances, I have no problem with it. How do you feel about doing it?"
"I'm not sure," he said with hesitation. "I mean, I kissed Maggie during `Model Behavior', but that was a Disney flick. This video is aimed at a more mature audience. It's supposed to look like we are making love. I don't know how comfortable I would be doing that. And then there is the issue of mom. I can only imagine what her take on this would be!" It was obvious he knew what Lynn's' response would be and didn't want to think about it any further. "We can talk more about this later. You don't have any plans for next week do you?"
You were suspicious already. "My only plans were to do the job that Johnny hired me to do. Someone keeps telling me to put it off. Why, what do you have up your sleeve?"
"Not much" he said trying to sound sincere. "Just a little time away for us. We've been with the guys non-stop since we met and I think we need some time to be alone, don't you?"
"Well yes but...," he never allowed you to finish you sentence as he pressed his lips hard against your and kissed you passionately. He put his hands on your hips and pulled them next to his, moaning softly as your bodies touched. He held your hips tightly next to his and could feel his hard cock though the lightweight cotton pants. He removed his lips from yours and whispered. "I'm not stopping until you say `yes', I swear. The way I feel right now I could last for hours. Are you willing to spend the rest of the day in bed with me?"
A wide grin came over your face at the mere thought. You were trying hard not to give in, but his movement against you was making if very difficult to concentrate on anything else.
"Justin," you managed to say softly, "I'd love to spend some time alone with you, but I have a job to do and Johnny is counting on me. This is YOUR show, and I want things to be perfect."
He said nothing, but removed his lips from your neck, moving lower until his tongue was erotically teasing your nipple, while his hands worked to unbutton your jeans.
You had given it your best shot, but Justin was not to be denied.
"Ok, Ok, you win! We'll go somewhere, but you have to promise to set aside some time where I can get some work done."
He stopped his assault and smiled widely with a twinkle in his eye. "I promise! Now hurry and finish getting dressed. Our plane leaves in two hours and Danni and Chris will be here in a half an hour to pick us up."
"Half an hour!" you exclaimed. "I can't shower, dress and pack that quick."
"You don't have to," he laughed. "I packed for you last night after you carried me to bed."
You shook your head realizing how devious Justin's plan had been.
"You know, you're pretty cocky Mr. Timberlake. How could you be so sure that I'd say `yes'?"
His demeanor turned serious. He held your face in his hands and kissed you tenderly on the lips.
"Because in the 3 months that we have been together you have never told me `no'. You have shown me more love and understanding than I ever thought was possible and I have never been happier. I love you."
You returned his kiss and said "and you wonder why I always say yes. I love you too, Justin."
You showered and dressed quickly, finishing seconds before Danni and Chris arrived to pick you up for the airport. Justin was giving no clues as to where you were headed except to say that you would be doing something that you had never done before. Needless to say, that was not much of a clue.
According to Danni, Justin had taken care of everything. "Gary, just relax and enjoy it! He's been wanting to do this for a while, and he wouldn't let anyone help. He wanted to do it all on his own. You're gonna have a great time. He's thought of everything."
"Chris, out of the fridge!" Justin scolded. "We're gonna be late. Our plane leaves in a hour!"
Chris put his arm around Justin and gave him a brotherly hug. "Justin, relax. I'll get you there in plenty of time," Chris informed him "and since when are you so concerned with being punctual. Its not like we haven't held up our fair share of flights waiting for your sorry ass."
"Come on Chris, you know this is important to me" Justin replied. "Why are you messing with me?"
Chris had just been teasing, but he could tell that Justin was not in a playful mood. "Ok, Mr. Intense, lets get you to the airport."
As Danni and you headed out to the car, Chris pulled Justin aside. "Hey, are you Ok? I've never seen you this uptight?"
Justin did his best to explain. "Sorry Chris, I'm not trying to be a jerk, I just want everything to be perfect. He's always there for me and I just want him to know how much that means to me. I want him to never forget this week."
Chris gave Justin an approving look. " I'm sure he won't. From what you've told me it will great, but damn Justin, you need to relax."
"I will, once we get there." He assured Chris "I just want to keep it a surprise as long as I can."
Chris gave Justin one last hug and headed toward the car.
Justin had thought this out carefully. Chris and Danni were instructed to wait with you while Justin checked in at the airport, so you could not see the airline you were traveling on or any of its destinations. Justin made sure you arrived at the gate after the plane was being boarded so that you would miss the destination announcement. He then made you wear headsets with music blasting while the stewardess informed the rest of the passengers of flight safety, insuring you heard nothing that might give away his protected secret.
Once in the air, Justin calmed down considerably. He ordered champagne for both of you. The stewardess was hesitant at first, questioning his age, but the Timberlake charm once again won out.
"Here's to us!" he toasted as he raised his glass. "To us" you agreed. After taking his sip, he set down his glass and asked excitedly "So are you ready to hear about our week?"
You could tell he was anxious to tell you. "Oh course I am" you let him know. "I'm dying to find out what you're up to!"
A broad smile covered his face as he reached into his backpack to retrieve a travel brochure. "We're spending a week in Aspen" he informed you as he handed you a brochure. "I found this secluded little resort, that's supposed to have some awesome runs. I rented a chalet on the property, so it will just to be two of us, but we can take a snowmobile to the lodge and use any of their facilities. Of course we won't need to go there if we don't want to cuz the chalet has everything we need, but the lodge is awesome! It has three restaurants, a lounge with nightly entertainment, workout facilities and spa, heated indoor pool, a game room and a huge fireplace in the middle of the lobby."
He flipped through the brochure until he found the picture of the chalet. "What do you think?"
Justin never did anything half way and evidently this week was to be no exception. The picture of the chalet was stunning. It was an "A" frame, wooden structure with an outdoor deck that encircled the entire front half of the chalet. It took on an almost rustic appearance making the exterior fit the surrounding scenery perfectly. The interior however, was a different story. It was exquisite. There were two bedrooms, a small one downstairs and a huge master bedroom and bathroom at the top of the spiral staircase. The only other room upstairs was a small den with a wet bar and fireplace which overlooked downstairs living room. While it the upstairs gave an intimate appearance, the bottom floor was for entertaining. A fully stocked kitchen, entertainment center and large stone fireplace were all pictured in the brochure giving all who saw it a glimpse at its splendor.
"Justin, it's gorgeous" you let him know "and from the picture the chalets look pretty secluded. It really will just be the two of us."
Justin grinned "That's what I was hoping for. You and me and nobody that has ever heard of *NSYNC."
You had to laugh. "Well, I don't think there are lot of people who haven't heard of *NSYNC, but maybe you can go without being hounded too much. That would be a nice change."
He had thought this over as well.
"I spoke only to the owner of the lodge. I told him exactly what I wanted; as much privacy as possible and no one was to know who I was. I gave him my credit card up front and all the charges for this week will go directly to him. No one will ever ask for ID. As far as they know, I'm Justin Randall and I can charge whatever I want with no questions asked. Unless someone actually recognizes me, we should have a week without all the hoopla that normally goes on."
You leaned over and quickly kissed his cheek, "This is a great surprise. Thank you"
He only smiled and leaned over and rested his head on your shoulder. You spent the next few hours talking casually and simply enjoying the peace and quiet that you both missed so much while on tour.
It was late afternoon by the time your flight had landed and you made you way up to the lodge. Upon your arrival, the owner immediately spoke to Justin privately assuring him that his instructions had been followed to the letter. He informed Justin to leave the rental car at the lodge and to take the snowmobile up to the chalet. One of his employees would bring our luggage up within the hour. He gave Justin his private number reminding him if there was anything we needed to contact him and he would see that it was taken care of.
The chill of the Colorado air tingled your face as you left the lodge and headed towards where the snowmobiles were kept.
"Have you even driven one of these, Justin?" you asked cautiously.
"Nope, but I've ridden on one. Does that count?" he asked. "How hard can it be?"
"I'm not sure, but your driving scares me anyway," you reminded him "and you have a license for that."
"Gary, trust me, it's a piece of cake. Come on."
You had to admit the short ride to the chalet had been not only fun, but also exciting. Justin hopped on first on you got on behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. He took off slowly making sure you were at ease then gradually increased the speed and got more adventuresome with the path he choose. There was a direct path to the chalet, but he chose to head in the woods and take the scenic route, which was breathtaking. It has snowed all day long and the powdery flakes still clung to the pine needles and remained untouched on the ground. It was like no one had been there before you. The sites and smell of the mountain resort refreshed you.
When you entered the chalet you could see the pictures had not done it justice. It was fantastic and you felt at home immediately. Your luggage arrived shortly, and you and Justin took some time to get settled in and to take in the breathtaking view offered from the balcony widow.
You got a two bottles of water from the wet bar and joined Justin on the sofa to enjoy the fire's glow that was now illuminating the den. You could see that you and Justin would spend most of you time upstairs. The view, although becoming difficult to see with nightfall approaching, along with the soft glow from the fire, made a romantic setting that was hard to imagine.
You had sat together for several minutes staring at the hypnotic flames when Justin stood up and stared directly into your eyes. He lifted his sweater over his head and slowly began to unbutton his shirt, pausing momentarily between each button. When finished, he removed his shirt stood before in his beater and jeans. You started to remove your shirt as well, but he stopped you saying, "That's for me to do later. Just watch."
With deliberate slowness, he removed his beater and ran his hand seductively over his own chest and abs, moaning softly. He looked at you and grinned, knowing that his movements were exciting you. Next, while moving his hips in a circular motion he ran his hands up his thighs, stopping briefly to touch his now hard cock and began to play with the zipper on his pants. He then unzipped them slowly, and let them drop to the floor. He moved closer to you and placed your hands on his hips and let you remove his boxers exposing himself entirely to you while you remained fully clothed. He took your hands in his and gently pulled you to your feet. He put your hands on his chest and you could feel his heart pounding. "Don't move your hands" he whispered in your ear. Then, as slowly as he had undressed himself he began to remove your clothing as well, kissing your neck as he proceeded. The touch of his hands on your body brought quiet moans to your lips. When your shirt was removed he knelt down and gently kissed your stomach as he removed your pants and boxers. Once he had finished, he took your fully erect cock and placed it in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. You could not remember being so excited and wanted desperately to make love to him. He stopped briefly, only to pull you down on the bear skin rug that lay in front of the fireplace. You tried to kiss him, but he pushed you back on the rug with his legs straddling your waist.
"Tonight is for you Gary, just let me make love to you." He started kissing your neck and moved lower and lower until his mouth was once again around your cock. He took it deeply into his mouth, and you could feel yourself inching closer to an orgasm. Even though you had only been lovers for a short time, he knew your body well and knew you were close. He removed your cock from his mouth and position himself over your hips and guided you into him. He moved slowly at first, allowing his body to adjust. You reach for him and began to slowly stroke him, but he removed your hand and whispered softly "No, Gary I'm serious. Tonight is for you. Just let me make you feel good." With that, he began to move faster and faster on your already excited cock. You screamed his name as you came inside of him and could not believe the pleasure his body gave to you. You found it hard to catch your breath and felt comforted by his strong arms around your body as he lay on top of you. He ran his fingers though your hair and kissed the sweat off of your face as you lay trying to recover. His lovemaking had left you exhausted, but you wanted to make him feel as good as he had you. You tried to move from under his body, but once again he stopped you.
"You're not listening, Gary" he reminded you "I just want you to hold me in your arms, nothing else."
"But Justin..." he wouldn't let you finish, but instead kissed your lips softly. He grabbed a blanket off of the sofa and covered your naked bodies. With the fire's warm glow you snuggled close to him and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the man who made your world complete.
Will Be Continued...