This story is a complete work of fiction and is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of Justin Timberlake or JC Chasez. Or for that matter anyone else. So like I promised, here it is. N-the-Mix # 4! Yeay! An update on the next chapter: In progress. I'm writing right now and I have more free time so, if all goes according to plan, look for the next one soon! But for now... ENJOY! Let me know whatcha think.
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Chapter Four
Later that night, at the party, the two continuously eyed each other from across they room. The strangeness had grown between the two of them, yet each one longed to be near the other. The room was filled with celebrities, and so mingling was expected, in fact it was an unwritten rule. Around two a.m. the party was still in full swing and half the crowd was three sheets to the wind. At that point, Lance left, Joey and Chris were working the room looking to score, and Justin and J.C. were happily parked on the couch, both holding their heads in their hands from boredom. They shared a long look, and almost as if reading each other's minds, they left their places and made their way to Carson, were they made excuses of being tired and told the remaining group members that they were leaving.
Grabbing their Jackets, they made a beline for the elevator. Laughing in the cool night air they hailed a taxi and made their return to the hotel. When they were inside the cab, they relaxed in each other's presence, and sat in comfortable silence.
Once they were back inside their room, the tension built again, and both felt awkward. They sat fully clothed on their separate beds and attempted to watch TV. On their fifth channel search, after passing the seventh infomercial, Justin slapped his bed in frustration. "I can't take this!" He shouted, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
"Fine, we don't have to watch the ab roller if you don't want to, we can watch a cooking show."
"Ok, that's so not what I'm talking about Josh."
"Then what are you talking about?"
"Gee, maybe the fact that we're still wearing our jackets and we're in bed? Or maybe it's because we can't have a conversation because of what I said earlier. "
Justin's face was red, and each tear that fell made it more apparent that his suffering was increasing. "I don't want to loose you." He sobbed, turning on his back, away from J.C.
J.C. felt as though a train had just crashed through his heart. He felt his own eyes getting moist, and Justin's need getting him right in the heart. He removed his coat and slid into the adjacent bed. Slowly, he touched Justin's back, rubbing it through the leather jacket. "I'm sorry. I just... I don't want you to feel this way, honestly I don't want you to be in this much pain, but are you sure it's real? I mean, I do love you, God I love you, but..." he stuttered his heart catching in his throat, "My heart couldn't take it if it was-- I don't know.. if you changed your mind."
Justin turned so J.C. could look into his eyes. In that instant, all of Josh's fears were replaced by an urge to take away Justin's. He ran his hand softly around the side of Justin's face, letting his hand rest under his chin. "Ok." Was all he replied. They looked at each other for a long moment, expressing their love and longing in a single gaze. Slowly their faces moved toward one another, and their eyes began to close. Justin's pulse was racing as J.C.'s lips lightly brushed his, and he returned the soft kiss. His mouth opened, and he felt J.C.'s tongue run along his lip, very delicately. He moved his lips so they kissed J.C.'s tongue softly and he brought his own out farther so they were touching. Together they danced slowly with their tongues, each touch sending shivers down their spines. J.C. moved in closer, cupping Justin's head in his hands. Justin wrapped his arms around his longtime friend and rubbed them across his back. Their kiss grew and they were mouth to mout! h again, their bodies closer, to uching, their hearts beating together, as one.
J.C. removed Justin's jacket slowly, allowing Justin to stop him if he wanted to. Instead he got assistance and to his mild surprise and excitement he felt his shirt being untucked in the back. Their kiss broke as J.C.'s shirt went over his head, and Justin looked at him in his innocent way and asked if it was okay. J.C. nodded and kissed him again, slowly making Justin lay back on the bed. J.C. half covered his friend with his body allowing movement and resistance if Justin felt the need to stop. He wanted this so bad, he didn't want to pressure Justin into anything he didn't want to do. He loved him and wanted everything to be right.
The intensity grew and Justin felt every emotion that J.C. had flow through him in currents, his pain, his sadness, his loneliness, his passion, his need, his want and most of all, his love. Justin started to cry again, his tears moistening both of their cheeks. J.C. pulled back with alarm. "We don't have to do anything Justin, it's okay, If I'm moving to fast or whatever. I don't want to scare you."
Justin laughed at J.C., running his hand through his hair. "That's not it, Josh, I just--I care so much, and I can feel everything you're going through, I just don't know if you know-"
"I know." J.C. responded kissing him on the lips one more time. 'I know you care, I feel you too.' He thought. Their passion began to overtake their hesitant nature and they unraveled around each other. J.C.'s heart beat over Justin's underneath his wife beater and he longed to feel Justin's smooth skin under his. As if reading his thoughts, Justin sat up and broke the kiss so he could remove his shirt. He peeled layer and layer of clothing off of his chest and leaned back down so J.C. could get back to the place he was before. For the first time their smooth bodies touched. They kissed once again, and Justin took this time to run his strong hand around J.C.'s body. He started at his neck and slowly made his way down his bare back. J.C. trembled at Justin's touch. He wanted nothing more. He placed his hand on Justin's stomach, tracing it down to his jeans. Justin sighed into their kiss as J.C. bent his head and made his way down Justin's neck. Slowly he brushed his lips upon ! the tender flesh, this uncharted
territory where no man had gone. He let his tongue flick delicately on Justin's neck and felt his body tense. He could feel his newfound lover grow hard beneath his jeans. He knew that if he wanted to he could have him right then, but he wanted it to mean something, so he ignored his own growing hard on and continued down his stomach with his kisses.
Justin's hand found the way to J.C.'s ass and he grabbed roughly as J.C. kissed his nipple, slowly playing with it in his mouth. He moaned as the slight adjustment in positions made J.C.'s body fall directly on top of his and he could feel his hardness. Together their breathing increased rapidly, making them each become more aroused. Their hands found no boundaries as their lips met. They moved together, J.C. not wanting to rush, Justin needing him. Justin bravely ran his hand between their pants lightly touching J.C.'s hard on. J.C. gasped at the light sensation, allowing himself to fall in the nest Justin's hand built for him. Justin rubbed his fingers around as J.C. continued to kiss him, letting his hands find the curly locks of Justin's head. He tried not to pull his hair when Justin's pace increased. Moans escaped from one another's mouth and their passion mounted.
J.C. let go of his inhibitions and began to rock, grinding his hips with Justin. Justin complied with their new adventure and spread his legs so they could feel each other through the clothing. Sweats dripped off of their combined bodies, as each kiss grew more passionate and as each movement aroused another moan. Neither one could hold out much longer. Justin slipped his hand down the back of J.C.'s pants and grabbed his bare ass, lightly running his hand over the tight flesh. With a light moan and a final thrust, both men were spent, coming at the same time.
They lay on one another desperately trying to catch their breaths as their bodies returned to normal. Both of their boxers were soaked and they decided it was best to remove their pants. Unwillingly, J.C. climbed off of Justin, letting him move. Somewhere along the line their shoes got kicked off and nether one knew how. Justin giggled and slid off his pants. He pulled back the covers, questioningly looking at J.C. "I'd love too." He replied removing his own pants. His moved around the other side of the bed and pulled down the sheets. He climbed into the bed and laid down waiting for Justin to join him. Justin smiled and turned off the light. Then he slipped between the covers into the arms of the man he loved. That same smile remained plastered across both of their faces as they dreamed of each other the rest of the night.
The next morning, Justin awoke to eyes staring down at him. "I thought you were a dream." He smiled, leaning in for a kiss. Josh responded tenderly, fearing the same thing. They broke apart in smiles and laid there content in each other's arms.
The phone rang, breaking their comfortable silence. "Damn it, ten to one it's Lance with our new itinerary." J.C. griped, reaching over Justin for the phone.
"Hello? Oh, Hi Scoop. Yes, we know, uh huh" He said, rolling his eyes at Justin while he tickled him. Justin giggled softly and kissed J.C. on his stomach, resting his curly locks on his chest. The conversation continued for a few minutes, and end with an agreement that the two were due at the lounge in five minutes and that if they didn't hurry the rest of the group would leave with out them.
With that news shared they gathered their belongings and got dressed neither one having time to shower. They threw on jeans and T shirts with their coats and caps and before the clock hit eleven they were down stairs in the cab hoping that they collected everything and cursing the rest of the group for the late wake up call.
Joey laughed at the sight of the two as they sat tousled and angry. "Boy you two stink." Chris stated, pinching his nose.
"We didn't get to take a shower this morning, what's your excuse?" Justin spat back.
"Well, look at it this way, in a few hours you'll be at home and you can shower there." Lance stated, resting his arms behind his head as the crowded cab led them to the airport.
At the gate, seating arrangements were made and Justin and J.C. wound up next to each other once again. Happily tucked into their first class seats the two relaxed and J.C. tentatively grabbed Justin's hand. As the plane accented into the air, they looked at one another, smiles playing on both of their lips.
"This is nice." J.C. whispered, lightly brushing his lip against Justin's ear. Justin looked back at his friend and smiled. The two finally dosed off into a peaceful sleep, neither one prepared for what they had to face ahead.
Safe in his mother's arms, Justin felt the best he had in weeks, fearing only that the others or his parents would find out. "Justin!" his brother cried, happy to see his band member once again. He tackled him once he was inside their home, knocking him onto the ground causing laughs all around.
"He should be a linebacker." Chris noted, dragging his bag into the entryway.
"If y'all think I'm gonna be nice and do everyone's laundry again... well, throw it by the door." Lynne said, clearly enjoying the boys being home once again.
Making their way upstairs, Justin and J.C. headed into their separate rooms, and then racing to the bathroom. Both arrived at the same time and for a brief moment the thought passed of showering together, but that was quickly dismissed. Justin gave in to a kiss and allowed J.C. the first bath, while the rest of the other guys camped out in their usual vacant guest bedrooms. Jonathan bounced into his brother's room so he could watch Justin unload his dirty clothes into a pile on the floor. "Did you bring me anything, huh? Did ya?" Jonathan said bouncing up and down on his bed.
"Maybe, unless you know some one else who'd want this." Justin replied producing a small toy.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Jonathan replied bouncing out of Justin's room and into his own, desperately trying to figure out the contraption.
J.C. emerged moments later, wearing only a towel. "It's all yours." He replied drying his hair with another towel.
"Promise?" Justin smirked, looking J.C. up and down.
"Hey now, none of that, not right now anyway. Go get cleaned up."
"Alright." He sighed, grabbing his clothes and heading into the bathroom.
J.C. wondered into his bedroom, the one he had since he was 19, and he began to get dressed. "Over and over I fall" he sang, recalling one of his favorite songs from the new album. "This I promise you." His mind was still confused but his heart soared high. He splashed on some cologne and went down stairs to join the rest of the group.
Justin entered the kitchen a few minutes later, realizing that his mom began to make spaghetti for an early dinner. He grabbed a roll of the counter and plunged into a chair as Joey set the table and Lance helped with the sauce. "This is your house you know." Chris stated, implying he should be helping too.
"So, you live here about as much as I do."
"Good point." Chris noted, ignoring the subject and returning his attention back to Jonathan, helping him figure out his new toy.
"Hey, Jus, could you come here a minute? I can't find my planner and I was wondering if you packed it by mistake." J.C. called from the living room.
"Sure." Justin groaned, following the sound of his best friend's voice.
"I think it might be in the bag in your room." J.C. stated, clearly wanting to spend some time alone with his love interest. The two made it up the stairs and barely into Justin's bedroom before they started kissing. Justin closed the door and pushed J.C. back on the bed, climbing on top.
"Slow down cowboy." J.C. whispered, letting Justin open his shirt and kiss his stomach.
"We only have a few minutes and I missed you." Justin pouted, realizing that they didn't have enough time to do anything.
"I know, baby." J.C. said, kissing him lightly on the lips, then with more force, thrusting his tongue down his throat, making Justin moan. Justin took J.C.'s tongue and sucked the tip, lightly at first, then harder, causing a moan rise from his throat.
"Dinner boys!" Lynne called, breaking the moment.
"Later." Justin whispered. They straightened up their appearance and tracked down the stairs, their hunger taking over.
"Find it?" Lance asked, stuffing his mouth with spaghetti.
"Find what?" J.C. said taking his place.
"What you were looking for."
"Yeah, you could say that."
"Where was it?"
"Justin's room."
"Figures." Chris threw in, eating a giant meatball.
Dinner was rather uneventful and they all decided to take a nap and go out to their favorite club later that evening. The five tromped p the stairs, their exhaustion taking over. Wistfully, Justin watched J.C. enter his private bedroom hoping he would come to him later. He waited for a while and the decided that it was probably best. He had no idea what his mom would say if she found the two together. He took off his pants and crawled into his own bed and drifted fast asleep.
J.C. ran his hand down his stomach, imagining it was Justin's. He found the way to the top of his boxers and slid them down, massaging his growing cock. He imagined Justin's gentle touch and warm hand and he moaned, whispering his name. He sank his head deeper into the pillows as his pace quickened, and thought of Justin's tongue run along his shaft, then across the head. He felt himself tense, and he knew that his orgasm was close. He let out a deep sigh as he came allover the sheets. Then he rolled over fast asleep.
Close to eight Justin snuck in J.C.'s room, waiting to wake him up. He sat on the side of the bed and ran his hand through J.C.'s hair. Feeling naughty, he leaned in and kissed his neck, Still he got no response. J.C. was out cold. He ran his hand down his stomach and noticed that his boxers were kicked across the room. He smiled and used that as an incentive, daring to go farther down. He touched the bare flesh of his dick and got a low moan and then a smile. He began to work his hand up and down, softly calling J.C.'s name. J.C.'s eyes flittered open and he was greeted with a loving smile. "Hi sweetie." He said, arching his back as Justin continued his steady pace. "I was just thinking of you."
"I can tell. You're clothes are on the other side of the room. Was it nice?" Justin asked, leaning in for a kiss.
"Always." J.C. responded, pulling Justin on top of him. After a few minutes of making out, Justin sat up. "As much as I'd love to stay here, we've got to get ready or we're going to be found out."
J.C. sighed and agreed to sit up. " I can't wait until we're on the road again." He stated, throwing back the cover and getting out of bed. "Then we can spend some quality time together."
"Me either." Justin smiled, watching J.C. pick out his clubbing outfit. He was flattered that J.C. thought about him. "Can you wait until tonight?"
"What's tonight?" J.C. asked pulling on his shirt.
"Quality time." Justin responded with a smile.
"Well if you put it that way, no. I can't wait, but I guess I have no other choice."
Together they made their way down stairs, anticipating their time together later that night. At the club, in the darkened room with the music blaring, The guys danced with the girls, clearly being lusted after. They were all hot and sweaty and while the music played, Justin kept throwing glances at J.C., and in return he received a lustful stare. The group continued to hang out, dancing and mingling with all the regulars and fans while the time passed rather quickly. Before they knew it, it was 2:30 and the crowd was thinned down to a tenth of what it was when they arrived. Still in the mood to party, Chris Joey and Lance went to a friend's house and Justin and J.C. headed back to Justin's house.
Entering the front door quietly, Justin and J.C. went upstairs into Justin's room. Before the door was closed they were rapped up in each other's arms, kissing passionately. Their pulses were racing and their bodies' were still laced in sweat. They paused to breathe and Justin leaned against J.C. breathing him in. "You smell so good." He whispered, inhaling deeply.
"I wanted to be with you all night. " J.C. responded guiding Justin to the bed and laying him down. He started kissing the part of his exposed neck and then moved down to where his shirt opened. He slid his fingers gently around the first button and unhooked it, then he kissed the exposed flesh, slowly working his way through each button until Justin's shirt lay open, completely revealing his smooth stomach. Justin quivered at every touch, his body aching with pleasure. J.C. rose up and kissed Justin on the lips, and then he slid back down heading south. Justin struggled with J.C.'s shirt, sliding it off, allowing it to fall to the floor. J.C. unbuttoned Justin's pants, sliding his hand around the buldge. Justin gasped and pulled lightly on J.C.'s hair while J.C. tugged off his jeans. They fell to the floor with a quiet thud and he climbed on top of Justin, brushing his hips against Justin's.
They ravaged each other, their hands roaming in places they never been before. Growing more excited, they threw away all of their inhibitions and grew more physical. J.C. slid down Justin's body and kissed his way to his boxers. His dick was so hard it was barely covered by the thin cotton material. J.C. moved his hand inside his boxers and tugged them down exposing Justin's happy trail and pubic region. Kissing Justin's hipbones he worked the material down and off so Justin's body was completely uncovered. Standing erect Justin's cock measured close to seven inches. J.C, moved his way down kissing Justin's thighs and running his tongue around his pelvis. He licked the head of Justin's cock, causing Justin to bite his bottom lip and squeeze J.C.'s back. He placed his lips over the top and slid them down onto the shaft, working his long tongue around the head. Slowly, he took more and more deeper into his mouth until the first three inches were hidden by his lips. Then he woul! d slide it out and back down, ea ch time covering more distance with his throat. Finally it was all inside and Justin was gasping with pleasure, letting small whimpering noises escape, even though he knew how imperative it was that he was quiet.
Beginning to suck, he worked his throat muscles as though he was eating a melting ice cream cone. Slowly he devoured Justin's quivering unit, causing spasms of pleasure. He felt his lover's back arch, sucking harder he grabbed the back of Justin's hips. He moved his strong hands around to his ass, and as he felt Justin begin to climax he lightly ran his finger around his hole. Feeling Justin begin to cum he pumped his finger in and out causing a deep moan and a low gurgle. Five streams pumped deep into his throat and as he removed the softened shaft he slid back up his spent lover and kissed him deeply swapping Justin's seed in a sealing kiss. Together they lay, both tired from their extraneous make out session, completely content and ready to fall asleep.
Close to six in the morning before the sun began to rise. J.C. snuck back into his bedroom and closed the door. He stumbled into his room and lay down on his bed, exhausted and pleased. "Justin." he whispered, sinking his head into his soft pillow. He knew their relationship wasn't based on talking, and perhaps that's because that's all they used to do, but he felt as though he needed to discuss the parent and group situation. 'I'll worry about it later.' He thought.
Close to noon, all of the guys managed to stumble out of bed and into the living room where Jonathan was watching the last of the morning cartoons. Ruffled hair and all J.C. plopped down next to Justin briefly reliving the night before.
"Hey you." He whispered, running his hand lightly on Justin's when no one was looking.
"Hey." He noticed the look of distraught on Justin's face and turned his full attention to Justin's emotions. "Hey, you wanna go talk about it?"
"I guess, it's just that I wanted to-- well, I can't say it here but yeah, lets go talk about it."
Together they made their way upstairs, realizing that no one cared where they were going or even noticed that the two had left the room. Safe inside J.C. 's room Justin relaxed and took his place on the bed, fidgeting with the comforter.
"What's wrong baby?" J.C. asked blocking the door with his body. "Was it about last night? Are we moving too fast, because if we are we don't have to do anything else, or even that for that matter, we can just kiss. It's okay, honestly."
"No, that's not it at all, I like it when I'm with you, you make me feel so good, agh, It's just that well, I wanted you to-- I mean, you didn't get to... you didn't get off, that's not fair."
J.C. smiled and moved right in front of where Justin was sitting. He took the young boy's face in his hand and kissed the tip of his nose. "It's not all about that sweetie. When I'm with you, I don't have to get off every time. We just started. My only goal last night was to make you happy."
"How did you know how to do that though? I mean, it was so nice and I just don't know if I could do that as good as you did for me."
"I just knew, that's all, I mean I read magazines and stuff.'
"Have you ever had practice?" Justin asked, curiously.
"There was this one guy, that I thought I feel in love with a while back, when we finished our first tour and well, we fooled around."
"What all did you do?"
"Things I wish I didn't. Why are you so curious? That was before you."
"Because I want to know if you've done... things before me. I want to know what it was like and if you enjoyed it and if you-- nevermind."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Are you asking me if I fucked him?"
"No. Did you?"
Jus, that was a long time ago and I didn't understand much of anything, it's not that big of a deal."
"It should be."
"Why?"
"Because, I want to know."
"Why?"
"Wouldn't you want to know if I ever made love to another man before you? Or even worse..."
"What?"
"If, if you thought about him while we were together."
"That's absurd."
"No it isn't. What if I'm not moving as fast as you're used to? What If I'm just inexperienced and dumb and I still don't know how the world works. What If all I am to you is rebound boy with a tight ass?"
"Okay, stop. First off, when I'm with you no one else exists. Second of all, I was close to your age and curious as hell. I didn't know how the world works either and I don't claim to, now. I don't think you're dumb. And what he and I did, it wasn't making love, okay? I'm saving that for you. "
"What did you do?"
"Stuff. Stuff that doesn't carry into our relationship and never will."
"Quit avoiding the question."
"What question?"
"Did you fuck him?" "Yes. No-- I mean, I let him..."
Silence passed, both hating each other for a moment. Justin for not being the first and J.C, for bringing it up. Finally they both looked up, daring to meet each other's eyes.
"I didn't love him." J.C. whispered, running his had around Justin's face. " I love you." They kissed, slowly and tenderly, memorizing each other's face with their hands and each other's mouth with their lips. A knock on the door startled them both, causing them to jump away.
"Yeah." J.C. answered.
"It's me. What are you two doing in here anyway?" Lance asked accusingly.
"Practicing. I was trying to get Justin to go over 'This I Promise You.' We need to get it down before MTV. "
"He sounds good to me."
"Thanks Scoop." Justin responded. "But you know how Daddy is." Standing up he moved over to the door, throwing J.C. a glance. "I'm gonna go play Sega with Jonathan.
"Sure."
Once Justin left the room Lance sat down next to J.C. "We need to talk."
"Sure, what's on your mind?"
"I know."
"You know what?"
"About Justin."
"Could you vague that up for me?"
"I know you two are together. I just don't want what happened last time to happen this time."
"Lance, what are you talking about?"
"Josh, don't play stupid, I think we're beyond that. Look, you and I, well that was a long time ago, but you can't hurt Justin. It can't be what it was with us."
"What were we? Can I ask you that? Can you look me in the eye and tell me that I wasn't just a fuck for you?"
"Honestly I don't know what you were then. It was a long time ago and we were both young. And so is Justin."
"What's your sudden interest in my love life?"
"I don't want the kid to get hurt, that's all."
"Stay out of it."
"Are you sure you're not doing this to get back at me?"
"This has nothing to do with you, why would you think that?"
"Because you know, J.C. You know about Justin."
"Yeah, you have a crush, so what?"
"How can you be such a dick about this?"
"You weren't complaining then."
"Yeah, I guess I wasn't. I guess I just needed to get off."
"Get out of my room."
"Fine. Don't hurt him. I'm warning you."
J.C. sat there like he was slapped in the face. Tears stung his cheeks a thousand times from the words thrown at him. 'That asshole.' He thought, punching his pillow. He knew then that he did love Lance, and part of him still did. He remembered the days at the Bass' house, were the two of them had long talks and made out all of the time. Then he remembered the night they had sex, clearly recalling how Lance left the room to sleep in his own, not daring to hold him. He remembered how Lance avoided eye contact the next day and how he finally had the nerve to tell him that things just weren't working out the way he planned. How Lance looked him in they eye and told him that he didn't love him, never did.
J.C. wept, pouring his heart out into the pillow at the memory of his pain. "I'll never hurt Justin like that." He whispered, falling asleep again.
It was close to four when J.C. heard the door open. Startled he looked up to find Justin there, staring down at him with concern. "What's wrong."
"Nothing, now that you're here." J.C. replied, pushing the earlier events out of his mind. Justin walked over to him and gave him a hug, slowly kissing his neck in the process.
"That feels good." He replied, running his hand up and down Justin's back. They kissed, slowly sending each other emotions neither one knew the other had.
"I'm sorry." Justin whispered.
"For what baby?" J.C. asked, sitting up.
"For prying into your life. I just, I guess I had to know."
"It's okay, I understand."
With that the two went down stairs and engaged in a group card game of contract rummy. During the game, Lance avoided J.C.'s gaze, afraid that he hurt his friend with his cruel words. Chris won, and they moved on to pizza for dinner. They were all invited for a party at Nick's house and Chris Lance and Joey had every intention on going. J.C. and Justin decided to go see a movie instead, offering to bring Jonathan along. They all spilt up, Jonathan, Justin and J.C. headed for the local cinema and the rest of the boys went to the party.
"Those two sure have been spending more time together than normal." Chris remarked, sliding in the back of Joey's Jeep.
"I haven't noticed." Lance replied, srugging off the remark as he watched the other group pull