Dreams by Rin
Email: Rin Song rinsong@yahoo.com
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For those of you who know my writing, sorry that it has been so long since I have submitted anything, anywhere. For those of you who don't know it, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't know any of the members of 98 Degrees, or their sexual preferences but I sure wish I did!! Same with *Nsync. I am making no money off of this. I am doing this for my sick and twisted entertainment as well as for those who read it.
Archive: Only with my permission, thanks.
Special thanks to Pen for her wonderful beta and encouragement on this story.
Part 1 ***************
Jeff moaned as the searching mouth moved hungrily down his neck. The kisses were hot and powerful. Strong arms held him down as the mouth moved past his navel and stopped just short of the waistband of his boxers. The cotton was soaked with precome and straining against the erection held beneath. Jeff looked down as they were peeled away and the brown-headed angel engulfed him.
It was almost too much to take. Jeff knew that he was getting close. He would not last much longer. His breath began to quicken and he began to moan and say his name. "Oh, God. Drew, don't stop..."
The other man grinned up at him and smiled. "Jeff, are you all right?"
Jeff was confused, that did not sound like Drew. "Jeff! C'mon man!"
Jeff awoke with a start. Justin was standing over him, with his hand on Jeff's shoulder. "Wha...? Where are we?"
"Good morning, Sugar," Justin said. He smiled at Jeff and pointed over his shoulder toward the front of the bus. "We finally made it to the hotel. You gonna come up or sleep on the bus all night?"
"I'm coming. I'm coming," Jeff mumbled. He sat up with a groan and grinned up at the man who sang bass for the group. "Man, how long was I out?"
"A couple of hours. So, you gonna tell me why you were moaning and calling Drew's name," Justin asked, cocking his head sideways and looking intently at Jeff. Justin could do that so easily. Jeff thought that it was those blue eyes. They could just stare right into you.
It was at that moment that he realized what Justin had said. He could feel the heat rush up his neck as he blushed. "Um...well...you see...I don't know," Jeff said quietly.
Justin laughed and clapped Jeff on the shoulder. "Don't worry about it, man. I won't say anything. Promise."
"Thanks, Droopy," Jeff said. He sighed with relief as they stepped out into the balmy night air. Jeff could not believe that they were in Miami. They were supposed to be meeting with the members of *Nsync to set up a schedule for their upcoming tour. It was a deal that had been kept under tight wraps by both Universal and Jive.
Jeff threw his back pack over his shoulder and followed Justin into the lobby. It was a nice hotel, you know, one of those places that if you were not wealthy, famous, or just important, they did not want you there. Jeff hated these places. Everyone was eager to please. He was so sick of all of the fake facades of the music industry. If it were not for the fact that he loved singing so much plus, the company of the guys, he probably would have gotten out of it a long time ago.
he spotted Nick and Drew standing near the elevator talking to some of the staff. Drew saw the two of them walking toward them and waved. Jeff blushed. Justin grinned and leaned in close to Jeff and whispered, "Don't worry. Just relax."
Jeff saw the funny look that Drew was giving him and grinned, hoping that it did not look as fake as it felt. "Hey Sprout. What's up?"
"Not much. Nick and I are just getting ready to head up to our rooms and see if the other guys are here yet."
Before Jeff could say anything the heard a commotion behind them and a loud voices shouting. They turned just in time to see Lance, JC, and Justin come through the front doors at a full run. Lance had this deer in the headlights look on his face as he ran for them, while JC and Justin kept glancing back over their shoulders.
Jeff felt hands pull him aside and into the open elevator as the screaming mob of girls came into the lobby. Their prey, spotted getting onto an open elevator. They ran for the doors as they closed and began their ascent. It was then that Jeff realized that the hands that had pulled him in were still around his waist. He looked back over his shoulder to see Drew grinning at the panting members of *Nsync on the floor of the elevator.
"Having fun yet guys," Nick said, leaning down and giving JC a hand to his feet. Justin Jeffre was fighting back laughter while Lance and Justin were grinning.
"Oh, yes, great fun," JC said, the sarcasm evident in his voice. "You guys just get here?"
Jeff felt Drew withdraw his arms and felt an almost sad sense of loss at the feeling. He could not believe that he was acting this way. He had had feelings for Drew for some time now and had always managed to keep them hidden. Why did they have to come to the surface now? He must have been showing some of his emotions because at that moment, Lance leaned over and asked him something.
"What? I'm sorry Lance. I was daydreaming. What was that?"
"I said, are you all right," Lance repeated. He was looking at Jeff with concern evident in his bright green eyes. "You look rather disappointed about something."
"Nah, I'm fine," Jeff said, giving a quick smile. "Just tired from the bus ride. How long you guys been here?"
"A few hours," JC answered. He pointed over his shoulder to Justin Timberlake, who was laughing and talking with Nick. "Curly over there decided that he wanted to go shopping and needed company. So, Lance and I went along, not realizing that we were the proverbial lambs being led to slaughter."
This brought strong laughs from the members of 98 Degrees with Justin looked somewhat offended. "What? Hey, you didn't have to go, man! You jumped at the chance to spend more money. I swear man, you are like a woman when it comes to shopping." Justin rolled his eyes as he said the last part. This brought on more laughter while JC laughed and agreed.
The elevator dinged alerting the guys that they had reached their destination. They shared one of the upper floors, with four suites. Each suite had two bedrooms. This worked out perfectly considering that Lance and Joey were involved in a discreet relationship. This was a fact that was kept from the public, for obvious reasons. The only ones outside of the band and their management that knew were the members of 98 Degrees.
Climbing off of the elevator, Justin, JC, and Lance waved and headed for their end of the floor. Jeff and the others headed toward their rooms. Nick headed for the door on the left while Drew went to the one on the right. Jeff stopped and asked which room he was in.
"Well, Justin and I are sharing this one," Nick said, pointing at the door he was now unlocking. "You and Drew get that one."
Before Jeff could say anything, Nick walked in and was followed by Justin, who shot Jeff an apologetic look. "Jeff, you coming in or going down to say 'Hi.' to the others," Drew asked from the door.
Jeff just sighed and followed him into the room. "Man, I am beat. I am going to take a bath and then head to bed. Night Drew," Jeff said, not even looking at the shorter man. He did not see the odd look that Drew gave him as he walked away.
"All right," Drew said quietly. "Night Jeff."
Part 2 ******************
Joey was just walking into the main room of the suite when Lance and JC came through the door. Walking over to them, Joey planted a small peck on Lance's cheek while JC smiled and shook his head. "What," Joey asked.
"Nothing," JC replied with a smile. "It just makes me smile that the two of you still do things like that."
"Like what? Kiss," Lance asked, turning and looking at JC in confusion.
"Not kissing, just little love pecks and stuff like that," JC replied. He walked into the small kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. "You don't see that much. It is usually the 'I want you so bad right now that I am going to inhale you through my tongue' or the 'Forget anyone else is in the room and make me come right here' kisses. But, then again, you also have those 'God! Not here! Someone could see us!' quick, embarrassed kisses. Or, those 'Oh all right, but get it over with' tolerant ones."
By this time, Joey and Lance were both blushing furiously and grinning. "All right, what are we," Lance asked. He crossed his arms and leaned back against Joey.
"Yeah, what are our kisses like," Joey continued. He put his arms around Lances waist from behind and stood there.
"You guys are the 'Hi honey, I love you' type. Not this sickening, 'I wuv u so vewy much sweetums, I couwd just wuv u and squeeze you and howd you fowever' kind," JC replied. He dropped down onto the leather couch that was behind him and sighed. "There are times that I am so jealous of what you two have, that I could scream."
This took both of the other men by complete surprise. "What do you mean, Josh," Lance asked. He walked over and sat down next to him on the couch.
"I mean," JC said, the frustration evident in his voice. "I am sick of being alone. If I had realized that this was going to be one of the costs of the business, I never would have gotten into it."
"C'mon man," Joey said softly. He knelt in front of JC and took both of his hands in his. "It's not all that you think it is."
JC started to pull his hands away but was stopped by Lance placing his on top of both of theirs. "Josh, it isn't as easy for Joey and me as you might think," Lance said. "Yes, we have each other, but we can't hold hands in public. I can't kiss him unless we are behind closed doors. Trust me, there are times on stage that I want to do nothing more than to jump him right then and there. But, I can't."
Joey was trying not to choke at this point. "Lance! I can not believe you just told him that!"
This was all it took, JC fell over with laughter. After a minute of looking shocked, Joey joined in while Lance sat there with this funny look on his face. "What? It's the truth."
A short while later, after JC and Joey had regained their composure, Lance pulled Joey into their bedroom. "I need to talk to you. Alone," Lance whispered to Joey.
"All right, let's go," Joey said, standing up and following his partner.
"Now, what is wrong," he asked, closing the door behind them.
"I think that Jeff has feelings for Drew," Lance said in a rush.
"Huh? Jeff who? Oh wait a sec...Drew, you're talking about 98 Degrees!"
"And to think that they call me the bright one," Lance said in disgust, rolling his eyes. He fell back on the bed with a sigh. "I am being serious Joey."
"I know you are. It is just that neither of you bothered to tell me that they were here yet. You sort of threw me off balance when you brought up their names," Joey told him. He felt the bed move as Joey slid onto the mattress next to him.
Rising up on his side and resting his head on his hand, Lance looked at Joey. "I think Jeff Timmons has feelings for Drew Lachey."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, you see it was like this..."
Part 3 *********************
Drew quietly closed the door to the suite and stepped out into the hall. He turned and found Justin and Nick waiting patiently outside of their door. He walked over to them and started off for the other end of the floor.
"Where's Jeff," Nick asked. He looked at his younger brother and smiled. "I thought he was coming down to say 'Hi.' to the guys."
"He told me that he was tired," Drew told them. He knew that he did not sound like he believed it. "Is he feeling all right? He was rather quiet the from the time we got off of the bus."
"I think he is just wore out from the trip," Justin said. "So, how long do you guys think we are going to tour with Nsync?" Justin rapidly changed the subject. He had told Jeff that he would not bring up what he had heard on the bus and did not want to possibility for it to arise.
"I don't know," Nick said. He noticed the rapid change in Justin. Nick did not think that Drew caught it but he certainly had. Before he could even begin to ask Justin what was going on, one of the doors flew open to reveal a rapidly approaching Chris.
Justin and Drew jumped aside while Nick just kind of stood there. He could not move. He watched as Chris began to turn his head and see him in the way. The look of shock on Chris's face would have been comical under other circumstances.
BAM
Chris ran right into Nick and the both fell to the hallway floor in a heap. Nick was trying to push Chris off of him when he felt the intense cold hit him. He was now soaked.
"Oh shit..."
He heard the phrase uttered and locked eyes with a rather terrified looking Justin Timberlake. "Nick! Man, I am so sorry! I didn't see you! I swear," Justin yelped as he threw the ice bucket, now empty of its contents, to Drew. Justin was laughing uproarsly on the floor with Drew close behind him, holding the bucket.
Nick, soaking and cold, shoved a still shocked Chris off of his lap and roared to his feet. "TIMBERLAKE! YOU ARE DEAD WHEN I CATCH YOU!"
It was in that moment that he saw Justin heading the other way. Toward their end of the floor. Nick grinned, he had the smaller man now. He started toward him as he saw the door to Jeff and Drew's suite open.
Jeff was standing there in a pair of boxers, blinking and looking somewhat annoyed. "What is going on.." He never finished the sentence. Justin heard his voice and turned, shoving him inside as he closed and bolted the door behind him.
"Jeff! Help! I didn't mean it! You gotta believe me!"
"Whoa, Justin, slow down. Didn't mean what?" Jeff was trying t make sense of what Justin was blabbering on about when the pounding in the door commenced.
"Jeff! Open this door! I'm going to kill him! I'm soaked!" He could hear the anger in Nick's voice. He grinned and turned to the younger man, who was now peeking out from behind Jeff's bedroom door.
"Now you've done it," Jeff grinned as he walked over to the door. He grinned evilly as he opened the door to admit Nick. "He is in my room," he told a dripping Nick, as he came into the room. "Just don't get my bed wet!"
Nick waved vaguely over his shoulder as he stalked to the bedroom. Jeff heard the others join him in the room. He felt a hand in the small of his back and almost jumped out of his skin hen he glanced back and saw that it was Drew.
Before he could say anything, he heard a voice in his ear. "Jeff, can I talk to you? Privately?"
He turned to see Lance and Joey looking at him. Joey motioned with his head to the hallway. Turning away from the hilarious scene of Nick carrying a now soaked Justin Timberlake into the other room, Jeff followed them out of the room.
When he reached the hallway, he saw the other two men heading for their suite and followed. He closed the door behind him and stared in shock as Joey sat down and Lance perched on one of Joey's legs. Lance patted the chair in front of them and simply said, "I think we need to talk."
Tbc?