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Meeting Love Chapter 4
"Uncle Heath," Kayla shrieked, "you have Lance in your house!!!"
"Guys, calm down. Stop screaming. And wait here a second," I said. I pushed James back into the apartment and shut the door behind us. He leaned in a kissed me hard.
"It's ok," he said, stroking my head. "I remember you telling me about those guys. I was prepared to meet them. I know how much time they like spending with you. Please don't start worrying. They are old enough to know that we are in a relationship."
"Are you sure? Don't forget, they are still teenagers."
"No worries. They love you, so they will respect our needs."
"You are too good. You do realize that Madison is your biggest fan, right. Her room is plastered with posters of you, and all of her stuff is 'Nsync related."
"It's really ok. Let the troops in."
I moved aside from the door and opened it up. The pile of them fell into the room.
"A little anxious are we?" I joked.
"Uncle Heath, do you realize who is standing behind you?" asked Stephanie.
"Of course I do. Guys I'd like to introduce you to my boyfriend, James. Jamie, this is Stephanie, she is 15 and attached to Kayla and Ben." I said as I pointed each one out. "And the identical ones are Madison and Jessica. Jessica is the one with short hair and Madison's is long. Thank G-d they wear it in different styles, otherwise I could never tell them apart."
"But Uncle HR, that guy looks just like Lance from 'Nsync." Kayla said in a loud whisper.
James spoke up and said, "hi, I'm James, otherwise known as Lance from 'Nsync."
"No way," Ben shouted.
"Yes way," James said.
They all were so excited talking amongst themselves without really speaking. You know the way multiples can.
I looked over at James. He was smiling. He walked over to me, pushed me into the den and kissed me. I got really into the kiss. I love touching his lips. His hands were inching their way down my back, when he finally grabbed my ass, and pinched it.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"Because you were freaking out again," he said.
"I'm not freaking out. I'm just a little nervous. They are only kids."
"They aren't kids. They are young adults, and even if they are only half as responsible as you say they are, they would still be exceptional."
"Thanks, I am really proud of each and every one of them. I wish I had kids as great as them."
"You will one day."
"I hope so," I said teary-eyed.
"I know so," James said. "Now stop crying and let's have some fun tonight. First we'll play with the kids, and then maybe we can play by ourselves."
"Ooh, you're bad. But yeah, you're right. They would never leave us alone anyways."
We walked back into the front hall; James had his right arm around my waist and was leaning into my shoulder.
"Aww, you guys look so cute together," said Kayla.
"Thanks," said James.
"Madison are you ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm just a little shocked and confused," she answered.
"That's ok, honey. Do you guys want to hear how and why James is here?" I asked.
"Totally!!" Yelled Stephanie. "But is there any way you could call him Lance? It's confusing when you call him James."
"I think I can do that."
We all walked into the den. The kids all piled on one couch, and Lance and I sat across from them, with him cuddled into me. Lance started the story. . .
"It was thirteen months and eight days ago when I first met your uncle," I was flabbergasted, he remembered? "It was right after `Nsync had started our reunion tour and I was feeling bored on the bus. When we were younger the guys and I had so much fun traveling together, but now that we are older we tend to spend more time by ourselves. So anyway, I was on the bus working on stuff for Freelance, but not really feeling what I was doing, so I decided to go into a chat room for people interested in space."
"It was there that I started talking to Lance, who had introduced himself to me as James. He and I both have a love for what's up there. He finally messaged me and asked for a private chat. We talked the whole night through. When my alarm went off telling me that it was time to get up for work, I was shocked. I told Lance that I had to go, but that I really enjoyed talking to him and wanted to continue doing so." I looked at him, and only saw love in his eyes. He reached up and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
"I then told him how I worked for a pop-band and had a crazy schedule, but I wanted to keep in touch as much as possible."
"We would spend hours talking online with each other. I would sign on to AIM at work, so that I wouldn't miss a single opportunity to talk. Lance understood that if I was working on a project and couldn't talk, not like that bastard Mike. It was enough just to be connected through the internet. We soon became very close friends, even though we were still mostly anonymous to each other. Lance was there for me when I went through all the crap with Mike. He stood by me and understood my need fear of talking on the phone, especially after Mike. But about a month after I broke up with Mike, Lance finally broke through my defenses and I allowed him to call me."
"It took our friendship to a whole new level. Your uncle has such an expressive voice, and that was something that was missing by our talking online. I still understand his fear of the phone, but I am going to break it, this I can promise you." He playfully pushed me. "We were unable to talk much on the phone, mostly because I was afraid to give away who I quote unquote worked for."
"Why didn't you just tell him who you were?" Asked Ben.
"Mostly because I was afraid that he wouldn't believe me and that it would ruin everything that we had worked up to. I knew that your uncle was gay, and that although I had never thought I was, I was falling in love with him. I knew that there was a chance he would hate me if I continued to lie to him, but I had to wait until I could talk to him in person before I would reveal myself. I had talked the other guys into adding Boston to the tour schedule. Then I needed to work a little harder on your uncle to convince him to hook us up at his hotel."
"Wow, you did all that just so you could meet Uncle Heath? That's so cool," exclaimed Jessie.
"Yeah, but I didn't know all that until this afternoon. Up until today, I thought that I was going to be meeting a guy named James that worked for a pop-band and that I was hoping that he was also gay, because during our chats I had also fallen in love."
"This afternoon was really rough on HR. I threw him for a major loop. All I can say is that I am so happy that he looked past my lying to him and truly let me into his heart."
I leaned down and kissed him this time. I couldn't help myself, but I was getting really into it. My hands were all up in his hair. When I heard a group of coughs. I looked up and saw all five of them grinning at us.
"That's awesome Uncle HR," Kayla said. "I'm so happy for you guys."
"Yeah, me too," said Madison. "But we should head home, and leave the lovebirds to spend their time together."
"You're right Mads," said Jessica. "We need to go. Love you Uncle HR. It was really nice meeting you Lance. Can we spend some time with you guys another night?"
"Of course. I want to get to know your whole family. Heath and I will hopefully be together for a long time." Lance told them. He got up and gave each of them a hug and saved Madison for last. He gave her the longest hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Maybe tomorrow night we can get everyone together for dinner. Grammy and Grampy, your parents and the rest of `Nsync," I said.
"Sounds cool. You know that you aren't going to keep Grammy away for long," Kayla said.
"Stop being a smart ass, and go away," I said smiling, getting up off the couch and pushing her towards the door.
"Ok, ok, we're leaving." Kayla said. She has and always will be the leader of the bunch. As any other time we have to say good-bye, the kids lined up for a hug and kiss in the order that they were born, starting with Kayla and ending with Jessica. Bear hugs and three kisses each. I could hear them running upstairs, going to tell their mother all that had just happened. I could probably expect a call from Aimee within a few minutes. I started to go back to Lance when the phone rang. I picked up the extension in the front hall.
"Wow! That was quick."
"HeathRiley Steven Lindsay, I did not raise you to answer the phone like that!" It was my mother, the great Francesca Lindsay, goddess of etiquette.
"Sorry Ma, I thought it was Aimee calling."
"So, how are things going down there I just heard my precious ones coming up the stairs, so I know they were with you for a while. Why could they be down there, but I couldn't?" Francesca asked.
"Mom, it's a long story. I'd rather not get into it. But I would like for you and Dad to come down for dinner tomorrow night. It will hopefully be everyone. I know the kids are coming and I have to ask Craig and Aimee, and a few of James' friends too." Lance walked up behind me and put his arms around my waist. He started kissing the parts of my back that he could reach, and almost getting up to the bottom of my neck.
"We would love to be there. Do you want me to make anything?"
"How about your great red sauce? I'll make fresh pasta and garlic breadsticks."
"Sounds delightful."
"Ok Mom, thanks for calling but I really need to go. I want to spend some time with James alone before I have to bring him back to the hotel."
"Ok sweetie, I love you."
"Love you too."
I turned in Lance's arms and started kissing him all over his face. When our lips finally met, I was so turned on. I was getting flutters in my stomach and my cock started getting hard. I could feel that Lance was too.
I pulled away and said "I love you Jamie."
"I love you too HeathRiley. I don't need to go back to the hotel tonight. Would it be ok if I stayed over. We don't have to do anything, I just want to sleep with you."
"Jamie would it be ok if we maybe waited until tomorrow night? I know that you aren't Mike, but that would be too much like what happened with him."
"I am so sorry, I should have thought."
"No, it's ok. I want to spend time with you, I want to sleep with you and make love with you. I just want to take it slow."
He kissed me hard, took my hand and we went back into the den. We lay on the couch for the rest of the evening alternating between kissing and talking. It was time for me to bring Lance back to the hotel for the night.
"Come on Jamie, its time to go."
"Alright, I want you to know that I am really sorry about before."
"There is nothing to be sorry about. Mike took advantage of me, you are not Mike." The first time I went to visit him we were just friends, between that and the second time we had fallen in love. Then when I went to visit the second time, I had gone from having my first kiss in the morning to having sex that night. He knew how inexperienced I was and took full advantage.
"Enough bad thoughts. Let's go, so that tomorrow will come sooner and I'll get to spend more time with you." Lance said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I dropped him back at the hotel, and started driving back home. My cell started to ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi, sweet stuff."
I laughed. "You couldn't wait until tomorrow?"
"Of course not. I want to fall asleep listening to your voice tonight."
"Aww, you are so sweet. How about you let me drive home, and get ready for bed. Then I'll call you back and we can fall asleep together."
"Oh, ok. I guess I can wait until then."
I went home, and did exactly what I said I would. Once I was in bed I called James and we talked until we both fell asleep. The next morning when I woke up, the phones were still connected. I could hear James softly snoring.
"Jamie," I whispered. "Jamie, wake up!"
"Huh, what?" I heard come through the phone. "Heath where are you?"
"Find your phone." He must have picked it up.
"Hello? Heath?"
"Yeah, we left the phones on all night."
"Oh."
"I just wanted to say good morning, I love you and I'll talk to you later."
"Morning, love you."
To be continued. . .