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Here I guess I have to say in no way do I know or claim that any of N'sync is gay or bisexual. If reading about this type of material is offensive to you please do not read anymore. And if you are under the age of 18 you should not be reading this. Thanks.
Chapter 6
PREVIOUSLY
"JC, I now know I am gay. I just fucking jerked off to Trevor in my shower.
And Noah just told me he has a date with Trevor and I got mad and jealous," Justin blurted out.
"Whoa Justin.relax man."
"Ok, so you are gay. You are sure?"
"Yes"
"Ok, well Justin we need to figure that all out and telling the other guys and see what they all think. But we can deal with that later when we are all back together. Now why are you jealous? Do you like Trevor?"
"What.no.I think I am falling for Noah!"
Lets Continue.
JC and Justin began talking about how Justin felt, and what he should do about it. Justin was still not sure whether he let Noah, know about how he really felt. Even though he told JC he was gay, it was still a big step to take. They talked all night about it and Justin decided that he had to tell Noah the next day that he was gay and liked him. He fell asleep content with his decision.
BZZZZZZZZZZ...
(Damn alarm) Justin thought to himself as he quickly hit the off button and sat up in bed. It was time to get up and see Noah and have a talk. As he got out of bed and went to the bathroom he heard the door shut downstairs. He ran down the stairs in his boxers and saw a note on the table.
(Justin, Hey. I had to go to the law firm today to do some research on one of your new contracts. I will be back later and you can help me get ready for my date with Trevor! He is just going to change here after work and we will leave from here. Thanks Justin. See you later. Noah.)
Justin read the note and was mad that he never got a chance to tell Noah how he really felt. Should he tell him before his date with Trevor? Should he let them go out? Maybe Noah would not even want to date him. Again he was having second thoughts. He walked out to the back deck and forgot that Trevor would be there.
"Hey Justin," Trevor said.
"Oh hi Trevor," Justin said back absently, forgetting he was only in boxers.
He looked down and turned red.
"You have a hell of a body there Justin," Trevor said smirking. He was thinking how he would love to take the boy band kid right now and teach him what it was like to be with a real man.
Trevor walked over to Justin and grabbed his arm. "Wow, really nice definition man."
Justin swung his arm away, "Thanks. Um. I better get going back inside."
"Ok, you know where to find me whenever you want," Trevor smirked.
Justin walked inside. (Was he just hitting on me? Does he know I am gay? What the fuck, he is going on a date with Noah tonight and he is hitting on me. What a dick. I have to tell Noah.) As Justin was thinking all this he was just staring at Trevor and his hard body with no shirt on. How when Trevor hammered or lifted a piece of wood, his muscles flexed. Justin while disliking Trevor could not stop thinking about how beautiful his body was.
Justin shook away those thoughts and decided to head upstairs to listen to some music and lay down. He was listening to some nice smooth jazz and his mind again began to sway back to Trevor. His body and his cockiness in flirting with Justin even though he was supposed to be going out with Noah that night. He closed his eyes and began to feel his body, again thinking about the fantasy he had in the shower the day before. Slowly Justin's hands moved from his chest and abs down to his now hardening dick. As the music played, he slowly began stroking.
Justin didn't hear the door from the porch open. He didn't hear footsteps coming up the stairs. He didn't hear the light knock on the door. He didn't hear the voice calling his name. He only saw Trevor in his mind slowly licking down Justin's stomach. Licking up his arms and neck and kissing him softly. He could see Trevor slowly pick up his head to look in Justin's eyes. But it wasn't Trevor at all. It was Noah.
Just then the door opened and Justin looked up to see Trevor standing there open mouthed as Justin was stroking his hard dick. Justin stood up quick as Trevor walked toward him and grabbed his arms.
"What are you doing Justin," Trevor said loudly smiling the whole time.
"Nothing. What the fuck are you doing here Trevor!," Justin yelled.
"I saw you staring at me through the window earlier. You are a queer just like Noah and me aren't you Justin."
"No. Leave me alone and get the fuck out."
Trevor brought Justin tighter. He kissed him and Justin pushed him away.
"You're dick is still hard Justin," Trevor said as he got down on his knees.
Before Justin could say anything Trevor had Justin's hips in his hands and had taken his dick into his mouth. His tongue was sliding down Justin's hard dick and his lips were juicy and hot. Justin did not know what to do. His feeling of ecstasy was so high that he didn't even think about what was happening. He wanted Noah, and hated Trevor. But this felt so good. How could he stop him. Just as he was about to stop Trevor, his balls tightened and his cum exploded into Trevor's mouth, as Trevor sat and swallowed every drop.
Justin feeling so ashamed, pushed Trevor away and Trevor fell on the floor smirking again.
"You are a fag just like me Justin." "You know you loved it"
"I don't like you Trevor, you just took advantage of me."
"You were jerking off to me Justin, You know you wanted it."
"I was not jerking off to you, it was", Justin's voice trailed off.
"It was who Justin, NOAH!"
"Yes, I think I am falling in love with him"
"Love, Justin. You are a fool, and as for Noah, he is mine tonight. I am gonna teach that little queer a thing or two about what it is like to be with a real man. And if you think you are gonna tell him anything, I will tell him all about what just happened here. Then Noah will know you lied to him about your feelings, and also that you got sucked off by his date."
Just as Justin was about to say something back, Noah's voice was calling out.
"Hello" "Justin?"
"Upstairs Noah," Justin yelled out. He was staring at Trevor with anger in his eyes. What had he just done. Why did he let Trevor do that. He was so mad at himself. He had to tell Noah. Just as Noah was about to get to the door, Trevor grabbed Justin's arm. "Just remember what I said dick"
"Hey guys. Trevor why don't you get ready downstairs and I will up here. Justin is going to help me pick out something to wear."
"Sure thing Noah. Justin and I were just getting to know each other," Trevor said smirking as he left the room.
Justin walked over to the closet to try and calm down so Noah would not notice anything.
"Hey Justin, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Noah"
"Are you disappointed that I am going on a date with Trevor? Cause it sounded like it yesterday."
This was Justin's chance to come clean. "I am excited for you" was all that came out. (What the fuck, why did I just say that.)
"Thanks Justin. Just I have not had a date since I came to Orlando. I am psyched and Trevor seems like such a nice guy."
"Yeah"
"Ok pick me out something to wear."
After Justin got Noah all dressed (watching him dress as well) the two went downstairs to Trevor. As Trevor and Noah were leaving Justin could not bear it and went to the TV room and threw in a movie. As they left Noah shouted bye and not to wait up and Justin waved and as the door closed Justin could feel the tears coming. How could I do that? How could I let Noah go out?
He fell asleep on the couch crying.
Justin woke up suddenly. He heard some noises. He looked at the clock and it said 2:07am. He stood up still sleepy and walked over near the room Noah was in. He was shocked by what he heard.
Well there is Chapter 6. Kind of a cliffhanger. Hope you liked it. Sorry for the delay. (If anyone out there is even reading) These stories are a lot harder to write than I thought. I am trying hard. So let me know what you think! Luckyxlucky@hotmail.com