Hey, can you please post this to the boy band section at nifty, thanks.
Authors Notes: This story was gonna be one short tear-jerker but with helpful people such as Tommie, Jeannie and others it's turned into a long one. Before you start for those Justin lovers (i know there ar lots ) it is gonna be a tough one for him. I am English, so if there's anything sounding different or weird, that's the reason. Now to the story...
Any feedback or comments, please mail me at adam_brittboy@yahoo.co.uk
Disclaimer: I do not know the sexual orientation of any guy from NSYNC and this story is meant to be read as pure fiction, nothing more.
In Fates Hand's By Adam
Warm water streamed down Justin's young, virile body running off his feet. He ran his hands along his body, rubbing harder down each arm. When he finally reached his hard nipples he paused, feeling the tender nubs carefully. A moan escaped his mouth as he repeated the rubbing, this time scraping a nail across gently. His body was alone in the shower, but his mind, his mind was with his obsession, his fantasy, with Lance. His young, low-hanging cock had swollen at this point. Showing off the large mushroom head, that was red and angry with need. A hand travelled down, slowly stroking the enormous, rigid pole. Leaning back in against the cool shower wall, Justin sighed in the relief his hand was causing. His other hand left his puckered nipple to move down and cup his heavy plum-sized balls. Upon squeezing gently Justin released another moan, but of pain not pleasure. Looking down, his brows furrowed in confusion. He'd only squeezed gently, not enough to cause the kind of pain they had.
"What the..." Justin began, but did not finish as he felt the slight lump on his left testicle.
"JUSTIN!" A sweet voice broke through Justin's panicked thoughts.
"I'm in the shower, Lance." Justin spoke softly, not able to keep the slight crack out of his voice.
"Well hurry up. Everyone's already at breakfast and we have to be at the photo shoot in forty minutes." Justin, momentarily forgetting about the lump he had just discovered allowed himself to get lost in the blissful sound of Lance's voice. Even if, said voice was moaning at him.
"I'll be right there Lance." Justin quickly finished up, avoiding the lower region. Thinking Lance was gone he entered the main room naked then blushed heavily upon seeing Lance there waiting for him.
"Oh, L-Lance. I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't know y-you were still h-here." Justin's face got an even darker shade of red as he stuttered.
But he couldn't pass up the opportunity of seeing Justin naked. His smooth, rippling chest. His well-toned muscles which bulged, and tensed everywhere held the green-eyed young man in awe. Lance's eyes finally rested on Justin's amazing cock.
It's huge! Was all Lance could think, as he took in the long, thick cock, which was nestled in two plum-sized balls, surrounded in a golden fur.
"Eh, Lance..." Justin began. Not believing Lance could be checking him out, his Lance checking him out. Lance blushed profusely realising Justin had seen him staring.
"I-I'm sorry Justin. I was just, that is, I mean..." Lance continued to stutter as Justin finally moved and grabbed a towel, covering his waist.
"It's okay Lance, I'm just gonna get changed now, okay?" Lance simply nodded before swiftly moving to the door and heading for JC's room.
Justin was preoccupied as he quickly changed, ate breakfast and sat in he Limo on the way to the photo shoot. Preoccupied with images of Lance blushing. Thoughts of the lump he had found, on what it could be and if he should tell someone. Both JC and Lance noticed Justin's distance at breakfast and the ride over to the shoot-session. Neither commented, both deciding they would say something over the photo shoot.
--An hour into the photo shoot--
"Okay guys, take a break." The photographer, Jeanie said a smile on her face. The guys all gave cheers, except for Justin. Both JC and Lance quickly made their way to Justin as? Chris and Joey headed for the food table.
"Justin." Lance and JC spoke together. Both laughed, and then spoke together again.
"Sorry." This even brought a smile onto Justin's face.
"I'll just go and get a drink." Lance said, not wanting to seem too obvious for wanting to talk to Justin. JC was Justin's best friend, and so should be the one talking to him first.
"So what's up?" JC asked Justin brightly, trying to get his friend to smile again.
"Nuthin." Justin replied.
"Come on, Just. I know something's wrong. You've been like this since this morning."
"Lnceawmnked." Justin mumbled.
"What was that?" JC moved in closer, whispering now.
"Lance saw me naked." Justin rushed out, clearer this time. JC gave himself a few seconds to think before grinning. But the grin quickly disappeared when he saw the hurt entering Justin's face.
"Oh, no Justin. I'm not laughing at you. It's nothing to worry about, you know that. We've seen each other naked, or at least mostly naked loads of times. Why would this make you so sad, unless you wanted him to see you naked." JC laughed at his own words, but quickly stopped when he saw Justin wasn't laughing.
"Oh, you mean...Justin," JC attempted to repair the total mess he had made in just a few minutes.
"Forget it JC." Justin said, not wanting to listen to JC rambling on apologies. He felt guilty for not telling his friend why he was really so distant. Justin looked up to see Lance standing above him two drinks in his hand. Handing down a warm drink of tea to Justin he remained where he was, looking at JC.
"Oh, right." JC said, grinning, embarrassed.
"I guess I'll just go and see what the others are doing." JC vacated his seat which Lance quickly moved into.
"So..." Justin said after moments of silence.
"Listen Justin, I'm really sorry about this morning. I never meant...I should've..." Lance stopped as he was pulled tightly against Justin and pulled into a bruising kiss. Justin's lips were warm, and soft against his own. Justin's tongue ran along Lance's lips pushing for entrance, which Lance eagerly granted. Lance still had his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open before he realised Justin had pulled away. He was looking at Lance with trepidation in his eyes.
Lance realised why Justin was so nervous. The risk he had just taken. Rejection, a violent reaction, humiliation...but none of that would happen.
To Be Continued...