Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. It is not meant to imply anything about the true of sexuality of Brian Littrell, JC Chasez, the Backstreet Boys, or *NSYNC. This story contains graphic descriptions of homosexual activity and is therefore not suitable for people under the age of eighteen. If you should not be reading this, don't.
This is a prequel to an earlier story I placed on the archive. That was meant to be a series, but I have had to put in it on the back burner. E-mail me with your opinions about this one at choralschol@yahoo.com
Don't Give Up Chapter 1
Brian looked out the window of the bus as it rolled up the interstate. The concert in Atlanta had gone well, and it had been nice seeing Leighanne and the dogs. He was glad that Leighanne and he had found each other when they did. Their meeting had blossomed into a wonderful friendship. Brian could tell Leighanne anything that he wanted and she could do the same with him. She had been the first person that he had come out to. Even his band mates didn't know until nearly a year later, just before his and Leighanne's wedding.
Brian smiled as he thought about Leighanne's reaction to his news. She had put her hands on either side of his head as he wept from the stress of revealing his secret, looked him in the eye, and said, "Well duh! Don't you think I noticed you checking out Carson Daly that day I went with you to TRL."
Brian had immediately started laughing and they had talked way into the night. Leighanne pushed him to tell the other guys soon, but he had put it off. When he did finally tell them, they all laughed at him, just like Leighanne had, and told him that they had known for years. Then they said that of course it didn't matter and that they loved him just the same as ever. "Just don't be trying any of that ass groping shit on me," Howie had warned smiling.
As the bus drove on, Brian though about how lucky he was and how great it was to be where he was. The decision to marry Leighanne had been a tough one. She of course was all about it. "Brian, I don't want a relationship right now, you have stuff that you are being forced to hide from the world right now. You are my best friend and I would do anything for you," she had said when he brought her the idea from management. Two weeks later there was a press release that they had been engaged since Christmas, to coincide with Kevin's, and then they were married in September. Since the house they had bought was so large, there was no way the media could find out that they slept in separate rooms. And since they were such busy people, he touring and she trying to get a foot in a casting director's office, there was no big deal made of them being together so little.
Brian's introspection was interrupted, by some moaning coming from the bunkroom on the bus. Brian got up off the sofa he had been sitting on and walked up to the door. He knew what was going on, and decided to have some fun. He walked quietly out of the common room, and then ran off to find Kevin and Howie, laughing quietly to himself.
In the bunkroom, Nick was doing all he could to keep from screeching. The lips around his cock were bringing him to heights of pleasure he had never known. He dropped his hands down to his lover's head and ran his fingers through the other man's hair. He looked down his lover's naked back, admiring the strength the muscles showed. Of course the ass was want Nick really wanted to get a hold of. It was round, firm and perfect. He pulled his lover up off of his cock to avoid cumming just yet. AJ looked at Nick and smiled. He crawled back up to Nick's face and kissed him hard on the lips. Their tongues started to explore each other's mouths. Nick began massaging AJ's ass and they rubbed up against each other. Nick felt his dick take over for his mind and was on the brink of his best orgasm to date. AJ was close too, so Nick put his hand between them and started stroking AJ's cock.
"NOW!" They both heard the cry, but it was too late. The ice-cold water dropped on the lover's hot, passion-filled bodies, putting out the heat just like water does to a flame. They blinked several times and shook their heads to get rid of the water. When they came to their senses, they heard wild laughter and looked and their three fully dressed band mates doubled over in the floor. They both grabbed the blankets on the bunk and covered up their now limp cocks.
"You little shit heads!" Nick screamed, "You knew what was going on in hear and went with it anyway. I am going to kill each of you with my own bare hands!" AJ was so angry he couldn't even speak. He was thinking of ways that he could torture each of his band mates individually.
Brian was the first to speak. "We're sorry," he said between gasps for air, "but we told you what would happen if you two went at it on the bus again." He started laughing again and lay down on the floor beside Howie, who was worse of than he was.
Kevin did manage to compose himself. "You two get off the floor and clean up the mess. You two get out of bed, shower and get dressed. We will arrive in Greenville, in half an hour and *NSYNC will be joining us there. You two can have your revenge later. I have to call Mitch and make sure everything is set up for the concert in Columbia tomorrow. Now get to work."
Kevin left the room and headed to the front of the bus. Howie looked at the guys. "Don't you love it how he can just remove himself from a situation and go on with other things?
"Don't worry," said AJ, " He'll get his. All three of you are so dead, this payback is going to be a real bitch!"
"Just get showered and dressed before you catch cold," said Brian. "We'll be there in less than thirty minutes and I don't think *NSYNC wants to meet you in your birthday suits."
AJ and Nick gave the two remaining BSB's a scowl and walked to the shower with the sheets still around them. Howie and Brian watched them walk off, whistling when AJ's sheet fell down. Then they laughed as they began to take of the wet sheets and mopped up the water puddle.
The bus pulled into the BI-LO center in Greenville. *NSYNC's bus was already there of course. They were still tearing down from the concert the night before. The BSB bus pulled right up to it and Kevin got off. Lance met him at the door and the two shook hands.
"How's it going Kevin?" Lance asked.
"Oh not too bad. Glad we could work out the logistics of this joint tour. What do your guys think about it?"
"Come on in the bus and we'll talk. Where are the rest of your guys by the way?"
"There cleaning up a small accident. They should be out here soon. Let's go and get these last few particulars worked out. Then we will have more social time later."
"Sounds good to me buddy," Lance said as he showed Kevin the door of the bus.
While Kevin and Lance sat down at the conference table, JC was laying on his bunk having that dream again. He's just finished a concert and walks into his dressing room. He's alone in the room and starts to undress. He catches a sight of himself in the mirror and immediately sprouts a boner. His hand touches his 8" dick and begins to stroke. JC continues to look at himself as he strokes his cock. Suddenly he feels a pair of hands on his ass and then moving around his front. One hand covers his eyes while the other takes over his cock.
"I'll take care of that for you," the stranger says. JC knows that the person isn't one of his band mates, and from the stabbing he feels in his ass, it is certainly no female. The voice sounds slightly familiar, but he can't quite place it. JC decides not to worry about it and just enjoy the feeling of another's hand on his cock.
He begins to moan as he is brought closer to climax. His mysterious lover is licking his earlobes and kissing his neck. This is the best sex JC has ever experienced in his life. Suddenly his dick takes control of his body and he screams at the top of his lungs.
His cum coats the mirror and JC turns quickly but the stranger is gone without a trace.
Just then JC woke up. His sheets were covered with cum. Every time he has had that dream his orgasms have gotten stronger and stronger. He knew from the moment he started having the dream that he knew the man behind him. But every time he has the dream, he gets no closer to realizing who it is.
JC threw his boxers on and was in the shower in no time. He could here talking on the bus and that meant that Backstreet was here. He turned on the spray and washed away all thoughts of the dream.
"I hate it when we're on tour with them," Chris whined. Chris liked to believe that *NSYNC was far superior to Backstreet Boys and all the rest of the boy bands on the scene. He had been quoted as saying that BSB were second rank amateurs compared to *NSYNC. Every time they had made a joint appearance, he had whined about it. The funny thing was, he got along very well with the guys and actually liked them. He just didn't like the competition.
"Look Chris," Justin said as he sat in Joey's lap, "you like the guys, they are no threat to us in record or ticket sales, and say what you will, but they paved the way for us. If Lou hadn't gotten them together in the first place, there would be no *NSYNC today."
"Yeah man, lay off." Joey was stroking Justin's hair slowly. Chris was his best friend, but his attitude really pissed him off sometimes. "This tour will be good publicity for both groups, especially us right now, with the album stalled for another month or so. We are going to be with these guys for three months, so you had better get used to them."
"Ok, ok," Chris said sulking, "But I don't have to like it."
"Hey guys!" came a cheerful call from the door way.
"Nick!" Justin shouted as he jumped off of Joey and bounded towards his buddy. As the two youngest members of their respective bands, Nick and Justin had formed a strong bond on their first joint tour. They had e-mailed back and forth all the time, and often spent the night at each other's houses playing video games and just talking. They had come out together, and even dated. . . for about two weeks. Then they decided they were much better suited as friends than anything else. Outside of JC, Nick was probably Justin's best friend.
"Hey man!" Nick said as he hugged his friend. He saw Joey smiling at them as he got off the couch. Nick hoped that Justin was as happy with Joey as he was with AJ.
There were hugs and handshakes all around as the Backstreet walked in. Kevin and Lance were still in the conference room finalizing a few plans and JC was in the shower. Everyone else was cramped into the small common room, laughing and talking. Chris was still sulking a bit in the corner, but AJ went up to him and got him into a conversation about a new album Destiny's Child had just put out.
Lance walked in the room right then, nearly tripping over Brian as he did so. "Oops, sorry Bri. Didn't see you there."
"It's ok Lance, I shouldn't be sitting in the doorway."
"If you guys would come in the conference room, we will have a little more room and we can discuss some details of the next three months."
The guys all stood up and walked down the bus to the conference room. They sat around the table with Kevin at the head and Lance at the foot. Nick and Justin sat down at Kevin's end making plans for later. Joey sat down next to Justin and across from Chris so that he could keep an eye on Chris and try to get in on whatever trouble Nick and Justin were cooking up, not to mention he could play footsies with his Curly. Howie sat down on Lance's right and Brian on Kevin's left. Chris sat down next to Howie and AJ on Lance's right. He was still pissed off as hell at his band mates and was not about to talk to any of them or sit next to them if possible. He would have sat next to Nick, but he knew that he and Justin had some catching up to do. He and Joey struck up a conversation, while he made goo-goo eyes at Nick, who made them back.
"OK, ok is everyone here," Kevin bellowed.
"JC's not," Justin said. "He was still in the shower when you guys first got here."
"Here I am," JC said walking in the door in that cocky manner he had. It was as if he was the best pop performer of all time and that he had decided to come and mix with the common folk for a time. He took his seat next to Brian. Brian could smell his cologne and was slightly turned on. He always liked the cocky ones, the ones who gave off an air of arrogance to and extent. Not to mention that JC was looking very hot in his turtle neck sweater and gray slacks. Brian felt his cock begin to stir and quickly started thinking about unsexy things like Roseanne jumping on a bed naked, or that Pepsi commercial with Britney Spears and Bob Dole.
JC had noticed Brian too. Although he wasn't dressed as nice as he was, Brian had pulled off the khaki shorts and t-shirt look very well. His wavy hair fell in his eyes and made him look younger than he was. His legs were crossed at the ankle and the sun reflecting off his leg hair caused JC to lick his lips. He was a sucker for hairy legs and Brian definitely had that. "Well guys, here we are again," started Kevin. "We are going to be together for the next three months, for better or worse, and we are going to be very busy. Our first joint concert is tomorrow in Charleston, sold out of course. From there we will be flying to Phoenix and doing two concerts before we go to LA and San Francisco for three concerts in each city.
"That pretty much takes care of the first week and a half. Then we spend the next month in Canada touring the whole country. After that we get a week off and then fly to England and start the European tour."
"The European Tour is the real reason we are touring together," broke in Lance. "Record sales for both groups have been suffering badly, particularly in Germany. We will be spending two weeks in that country alone. Once we're done with Europe, we will come back to the States and do two concerts in Orlando."
"Backstreet will then take a short break, about a week, before we start recording again. *NSYNC, you guys will finish up your tour two weeks later in Milwaukee. Any questions?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah," said Chris, getting a look from Joey and Justin. "whose records are selling worse in Europe?"
All the members of Backstreet sat higher in their chairs in a defensive posture. *NSYNC all moved their eyes to the floor except Lance and Joey. Lance looked and Chris with daggers coming out of his eyes and Joey kicked Chris right in the shin.
"Hey! That hurt!"
"Don't be an asshole and try to be nice for once," Joey told his friend.
"If you must know Chris, Backstreet Boys' record sales are 12.5% higher in Europe overall than us. They are leading in nearly every country. But, both groups' sales have fallen by 13.6% in the last two months. We are losing our European audience and that is why Jive has asked us to do a joint tour. There is even talk of Britney joining us for a couple of weeks. Now do you have any other questions?"
"No," Chris muttered as he crossed his arms and sat down in his chair.
"Any other questions?" Lance asked with an annoyed tone.
"Yeah," asked Nick, "When is dinner?"
There was a little laughter. "First let's get the seating arrangements taken care of. In order for us to get better acquainted, we are going to be intermingling on the bus rides. That way there will not be an *NSYNC bus and a Backstreet Boys bus, just two tour buses. Lance has already offered to move to the Backstreet bus. Now we need some volunteers to move here."
"AJ and I will," shouted Nick, nearly knocking Kevin over. Nick looked over at his boyfriend hopefully.
"Honey wherever you want to go is fine, as long as I am there too."
"Awww. . ." everyone said in unison.
"I'll move with Lance," said JC, "I need a change of scenery."
"OK then," said Lance, "anyone else?"
No one else said anything, so that was the end of the moving question. After the boys had taken care of a bit more business, they voted to go on and move what they were going to move and then go to lunch. Kevin called a restaurant and made reservations for ten in a private room so that they wouldn't be disturbed. The restaurant said it would be about an hour.
JC brought his stuff over to the Backstreet bus and placed it in the bed above Brian's, Nick's usual place.
"Why are the sheets so wet?" he asked.
"Oh Kevin, Howie, and I had to give Nick and AJ a quick lesson in volume control," Brian said chuckling to himself.
"Huh?" JC said. His attention span could be very short, especially when the conversation did not necessarily center on him.
Brian sat up and explained what had happened. After hearing the story and laughed to himself a little, then changed the sheets on the bed and went over to the common room.
Brian watched JC walk off, his tight pants showing off that beautiful, firm ass and strong thighs. Brian started to get hard again. "You can't do this," he said to himself. " You can't do anything with JC. It would make the tour awkward. Besides, he hasn't even noticed you and he's straight too." Brian returned to the book he was reading when JC had come in.
They left for lunch about an hour later. They had a wonderful meal and some good conversation with their old friends. Even Chris eventually pulled his head out of his ass and talked with the other group.
After lunch, each guy got aboard the bus he was staying on and they started the trip to Charleston. On the *NSYNC bus, Nick and AJ told Justin and Joey what the guys had done earlier and the *NSYSCers agreed to help their BSB friends plan something special for each of the no-good practical jokers.
On the Backstreet bus, Lance and Kevin decided to take naps. Howie and Brian started playing PlayStation2. JC walked in to the common room and sat down behind them.
"What's up fellas?" he asked as he buffed his nails.
"Not much," said Howie, "just putting this faggot in his place."
"Well, when I'm done with you, your ass will be mine!" said Brian.
"Brian, I told you about that ass thing a long time ago," Howie said jokingly.
"Is there anything else to do on this bus?" asked JC
"You can play the winner if you want," said Howie, "We're just about done."
"No thanks, I don't play video games anymore."
"Why not?" asked Brian.
"They just don't interest me for some reason."
"There! HA HA!!!" yelled Howie. "That makes 4 for me and ZERO for you." Howie started jumping up and down and sticking his tongue in Brian's face.
"You had better put that back or I will not be responsible for my actions." Brian grinned devilishly. Howie put his tongue back in his mouth. "Wanna go again?"
"No, I think I'll go to my bunk and read."
Howie left the room and Brian sat down on the sofa beside JC. He looked a t JC's profile spellbound for a second. It was a beautiful sight. JC was extremely hot and Brian was having trouble keeping his dick in check. He wanted to reach up and comb his fingers through JC's hair.
Brian shook his head to bring himself back to reality. "So, what's been going on with you lately? Haven't talked to you in over a year."
"Oh not much," said JC. "Mostly just touring and writing some songs. We were supposed to have our new album out by next week, but it looks like it's going to be another month or two. None of us are really happy with the way two of my songs came out and Jive doesn't want to release it with crap on it, so we're probably going to have to re-record. . . "
Brian watched JC absolutely fascinated with his looks and not paying a bit of attention to what he was saying. He wanted JC. He knew that. He also knew that that was never going to happen. JC was hopelessly straight, just like Howie. There was no way he was going to go for Brian.
While Brian was thinking this, JC was talking about himself. In the back of his mind though he was thinking about Brian's legs. He glanced at them and couldn't help but think that there was something familiar about them. He put it out of his mind and reached for his drink in the holder. As he picked it up, the bus ran over something, causing JC to tip forward spilling his drink all over the floor.
"Shit!" JC said standing up, hoping he didn't get anything on him.
"Let me take care of that for you," said Brian looking for a paper towel or something else to mop up the mess.
JC stopped in his tracks. "What did you say?" he asked quietly.
"I said let me take care of that for you," Brian said still looking for a paper towel.
"Oh my god. You're him."
"What?" asked Brian looking back at JC.
"The guy in my dream, you're him."
"What are you talking about?"
"Come sit down and I will tell you."
Brian found some paper towels and sopped up the mess. Then he sat down and JC told him about the dream. He ended it with his hand on Brian's leg.
Brian's hormones were working in overdrive now. "But I thought you were straight," he said.
"To tell you the truth Brian, I have never penetrated a woman in my life. The only thing close to sex I have ever had was when I was in the MMC and one of the older girls who thought I was cute jacked me off back stage. I am attracted to females some, but that dream is the most powerful I have ever had. And now that I know it was you," JC said as his hand tickled Brian's calf, "I'm hoping you may be open to some fun."
Brian gulped. He was about to shoot off in his shorts. "You know I'm married right," he said shakily.
"Yes, I also know that it is a marriage of convenience and that you are gay. You've been staring at my butt all day and I think it's time to remedy a certain situation that's developing." Then JC put his on Brian's and put it down on his crotch. Brian felt the heat generating from JC's semi-erect cock through the fabric of those pants.
JC moved closer to Brian and put his hand on his head, tickling his ears. They moved closer until their lips were just centimeters apart.
"I've never actually done this," Brian gasped as he looked into JC' deep brown eyes, losing himself in them.
"It's ok, neither have I. Let's just take it slow."
Brian closed his eyes and felt JC's lips on his own. First a peck, then a little bit a delay. Then Brian felt something else on his lips. JC was moving his tongue, trying to enter Brian' mouth. Brian opened his and moved his tongue to meet JC's. This was too good to be true.
The boys stayed lip-locked like that for several minutes before the broke it off. They had ended up lying on the sofa with JC on top or Brian. They had had frottage, but neither had come.
"Would you like me to finish what I've started?" JC asked Brian.
"Let's just keep doing what we've been doing. I don't think I'm ready for anything else."
"OK,' said JC.
They continued rubbing against each other through their clothes until Brian couldn't control himself any longer. He moaned deeply and came all in his boxers.
Feeling Brian's climax, JC felt his dick take completely over. He reached down and pulled it out of his fly. He pulled his shirt up and managed to cum all over his chest.
After they had calmed down and JC had used the paper towels to clean off a little, they leaned in to each other and kissed passionately.
For JC, the experience had been everything that he had hoped it would be since he had first had the dream. That orgasm had been his best ever. For Brian, it was the first time he was able to express physically the feelings that he had had all of his life. As he thought about it, with his head on JC's shoulder, he decided that he definitely liked it and wanted to do it again with JC. He also wanted to get to know JC better. He thought that he could probably love this man.
They had a about an hour until they got to Charleston and their hotel. Brian got up to change pants. He looked back at JC on his way out and smiled. JC smiled back. After Brian had left, JC looked in the window to make sure his hair was in place.
That's the end of the first installment. E-mail me at choralschol@yahoo.com and let me know what you think. If I get no responses I will assume that no one likes it and I won't continue it. Please write me back and let me know. Thanks!