"N SYNC: LANCE 'N' JC CHAPTER 4
Usual disclaimer applies: This is a work of fiction. It is not meant to imply anything about the orientation, beliefs or anything else about the real members of "N Sync or anyone else. If you are under 18, or are offended by graphic depictions of homosexual relationships, please go away.
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Justin woke at 8 in the morning. It was early -- especially for him-- but the sunlight streaming through the sliding doors was painfully cheerful. He flopped around on the king-sized bed in his hotel room for awhile but couldn't go back to sleep: the events of the last couple of days kept unspooling through his head like a jumbled news report. First the awful sight of JC and Lance tumbling off the back of their disabled boat in the storm two nights ago, then having to wait helplessly until dawn to begin searching. The endless hours of combing the beach with the Coast Guard and police, almost dreading what he might find around the next dune. Then the media got wind of it somehow and the 'Missing Boy-Band Members' became big news on the mainland. He had the terrible job of telling his mom that JC and Lance were missing... and possibly drowned. Even now he shuddered at the thought.
But he had actually been the one to find the guys, safe and sound on the shore. The youngest member of 'N Sync didn't even fully understand how deeply he cared about those two; he smiled unconsciously thinking of them. Their little family of brothers was back together, but something was still bothering him... something had changed... he just couldn't figure out what.
Finally Justin threw the covers off in frustration and got up. 'I know, the health club at this resort is pretty nice; I'll go down there for awhile and work out.' He thought. But first he decided to call his mom. He knew Alex their manager had called the families right after the guys had been found, but he wanted to tell her himself that everything was cool now.
"Hello?" Just the sound of Lynn's voice was always reassuring to the youth.
"Hey mom!" He grinned into the receiver.
"Justin! Honey, I'm so glad you called! We heard that the boys were alright, but..."
"I know, I wanted ta tell you too. They are fine; a little shook up of course, but no damage. JC says a dolphin actually pulled them to the shore! Can you believe dat!?!"
"Well, what's important is that our prayers were answered and they are back safe with you where they belong. Now I hope that if you ever get in a boat again you'll wear a life vest."
"Yes mom!" Justin answered dutifully. "So how are Paul and Jonathan?"
"Paul is fine, and Jonathan is okay now. But you know how he loves JC, and when we didn't know... he was in pretty bad shape. Maybe you could get JC to call soon and talk to him? Jonathan would really appreciate it. He's at a neighbor's right now."
"I'll do that mom! Gotta go now though, love you!"
"I love you too son, just be careful!"
Justin hung up the phone with a sigh. 'Jonathan isn't the only one who loves JC.' He thought to himself, furrowing his dark brows.
He rummaged around in the closet and bureau for several minutes before finally finding something to wear: a blue Abercrombie t-shirt, Nike running shorts (baby blue) and sneakers. After making sure he didn't have bed-head, Justin wandered down to the gymnasium floor. At the entrance, he dutifully showed his room pass to the attractive young girl behind the counter and flashed her a winning smile. "Good morning!" He beamed.
"Good morning Mister Timberlake." She smiled back. "Would you like a towel?"
"Uh, yes please." Justin was a little surprised; she knew who he was but obviously was not ga-ga over him. Then he remembered that one of the unique things about this remote Hawaiian resort was that they catered to celebrities and the staff was trained to be discrete and act in a professional manner no matter who was here. It was kind of refreshing.
"Here you go. The men's locker room is to the left; we have a full weight room, pool, and aerobic machines. If you need anything just ask an attendant."
"Thanks!" He sauntered in. No one was in the pool yet, there were a few men and women on the machines, and in the weight room he found Toby and House, two of their bodyguards, getting in some lifting before their work shift. In the corner on some mats was Terry the computer guy, dressed only in a pair of black Tommy shorts. He was staring into space while going through a series of very slow, dance-like maneuvers. Justin realized he must be doing T'ai Chi and paused to watch. 'Nice boards,' he thought, admiring Terry's tight six-pack and defined pecs.
Terry's smooth, lean chest was filmed with sweat and his short hair was also soaked; it seemed incredible to Justin that this kind of thing could be so strenuous. There was something very graceful and elegant about it, though. As he watched, Terry seemed to finish up and looked over at him.
"Hey, Justin!" He grabbed a towel and wiped sweat from his face as he walked over. 'Man,' Terry thought, 'Justin looks fine in those shorts. But you better chill out; he's just 18, and you know he's gotta be straight. Play it cool, just try to be friends...' Terry managed to compose himself as he got to Justin. "Hey, I am so relieved to hear that JC and Lance are okay man!" He tentatively put his hand on Justin's shoulder. "Alex called us all after he called the families to assure them that everything was okay. I didn't sleep hardly at all the last couple days until last night when I heard, and I know you didn't either."
Justin smiled. It was nice of Terry to show his concern; he'd been supportive during the nightmare on the boat too. And his hand felt kind of... reassuring. Justin realized that the older guy must be at least 6'1", a couple inches taller than himself. 'Not an ounce of fat on him either, pretty good for his age, 27 I think Joey said he was. Not that 27 is all THAT old,' he corrected himself. He felt kind of disappointed when Terry let his hand drop.
"You sleep okay last night? For some reason you don't strike me as the 'early riser' type." Terry interrupted his mental side-trip.
The teenager smiled crookedly. "Yeah, woke up early today, thought I'd get in a workout. You gonna be at da meetin?"
"Yep. At some point I'm supposed to go over my ideas to redesign the web site so you guys and management can give me some input. Try not to fall asleep!"
"Nah, man I'm interested in dat stuff! I wanna get on-line one of these days. Say, what was that you were just doing? Was it T'ai Chi?"
"Yep, helps me clear my head."
"And I guess it's harder than it looks, seein' as you're all sweaty."
Terry smirked. "I guess. It takes some concentration. I know some Tae Kwon Do also; now that's a workout."
"What's that?"
"Uh, kind of like Karate, though it originated in Korea. Lots of power-kicks and stuff."
"That is so money, man! So you can kick ass, like Jackie Chan!" Justin hopped around doing some comedic chop-socky moves.
Terry burst out laughing at Justin's maneuvers; a couple of people in the gym glared at them but he ignored it. "I guess, but I do it mainly for exercise. I started because my ex... uh... my ex was Korean and got me into it."
"Korean girlfriend? Thas' cool. Sorry you broke up."
"Actually, umm..." Terry looked around to see if anyone else was in hearing range and dropped his voice. 'Well, here goes, just hope he doesn't flip out on you,' he thought. "Actually ex boyfriend." He looked at the floor. "I'm gay, I hope that doesn't bother you."
"Hey man, I'm cool with it!" The teenager said a little quickly. "I'm straight, you know, but it's not a problem." Truth be told, Justin was kind of surprised. He never would have thought Terry was gay. It didn't really bother him... at least he thought it didn't.
"That's a relief. I wasn't sure if I should say anything, but I don't like to hide it. I, uh, I know you're straight of course, but I appreciate your friendship."
"Hey same here, dude. I've heard we have a lot of gay fans in fact. And..." he lowered his voice and said in a conspiratorial whisper "We still don't have the goods on Lance." He winked.
"Hey, man, be nice. Lance may not know himself yet. Sometimes it takes a while for a guy to face it." Terry's mind was racing -- he couldn't believe Justin had said that Lance could be gay. Lance was so cute; he'd been Terry's favorite since he started following the group over a year ago. There was something about him, a vulnerability and a sincerity that really appealed to Terry. Not to mention those beautiful green eyes. 'Could Lance be gay? And do I have a snowball's chance in Hell of getting anywhere with him?'
"I wasn't meanin' to crack on Lance." Justin said a little defensively. "We're tight; I love Lance like a brother. It doesn't matter to me if he's gay or straight. If anything had happened to him or JC..." He started to choke up again just at the thought.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that; I guess I'm just a little sensitive about it. But if he is gay I guess he'd have to hide it at least from the fans; can't have teen heartthrob Lance Bass turn out to not like girls at all!"
"Um, yeah, I guess not. I hadn't really thought about that."
"I'm gonna take a swim, dude, see you at the meeting!" Terry said, glancing at his watch.
"Okey dokey dude, catch yah later." Justin started warming up, but he was distracted the whole time: he had a lot to think about.
Lance and JC lay entangled in each others arms for several minutes while they caught their breath and shared a blissful feeling of closeness.
JC ran his fingers caressingly through Lance's sweat-soaked hair and sighed. "That was wonderful, thank you."
Lance levered himself up on his elbows to face JC. Their bodies separated with a wet sticky sound from the sweat and cum on their chests. "It was for me too, Joshua Chasez. I'm sorry about the mess, though." He smirked.
"You can cum on me any time, baby. Are you sure you are okay?"
"Maybe a little bit sore, but it was definitely worth it! I'm fine really."
JC placed his hand on Lance's smooth cheek and their eyes met: sapphire blue to sea-green. "You are so very special, I just want you to know that."
Lance blushed and looked down with a shy smile. "Thanks... you make me feel special, JC." Then he noticed the clock next to the bed. "Oh man, it's almost ten; we're supposed to meet downstairs in fifteen minutes! We've been at this for three hours!"
"Time flies baby." JC shrugged, still caressing Lance's face and neck. "I wish we could stay in bed all day together."
Lance rolled off JC and flopped on his back. "I think it would kill me! But I would die with a smile on my face."
"I guess we should get ready." JC said unhappily. "And we need to call our parents before the meeting! Alex told them we were okay, but I'll feel better after I reassure them myself.
"Yeah, same here." Lance nodded. "But you better get back to your room before the other guys start knocking on your door."
JC sat bolt upright. "Omigod you're right! I forgot all about that!" He leapt off the bed and scrambled to pull on some clothes while Lance watched him with amusement.
As JC finished dressing (more or less), Lance pulled on his robe and sat on the bed. His smile faded as he began to think about their relationship. 'We can't sneak around forever,' He thought. 'If this is serious -- God please make it so, I love him so much -- we are going to have to tell the other guys. I just pray they will accept us as we are.'
Lance was drawn from his reverie when JC sat next to him on the bed and put his hand tenderly on his bare thigh. "What's the matter, Scoop? You're frowning." He asked with concern in his voice.
"ThinkingÉ again. I guess I worry too much." Lance sighed. "And I'm a little scared about calling my mom. You know how she has this sixth sense when I'm not telling her everything. And I'm sure not ready to tell her about 'us' yet!"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. We have a lot to deal with. But it will be okay." JC took Lance's hand and squeezed it. "I love you babe, and together we'll face whatever we have to, right?"
Lance looked at JC and managed a smile. "I love you too, so much it almost hurts."
JC closed his eyes for a moment and smiled, moved by Lance's words. Tears welled in his eyes... he felt fingers caress his cheek.
"I'm sorry JC, what did I say wrong?"
"Not a thing." JC opened his eyes and smiled at his lover. "It's happy tears." Then he rose to his feet, drawing Lance up with him. "But I better go! See you in the meeting room in a few."
They kissed, at first briefly. But they lingered in each other's arms, continuing with playful, gentle kisses.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Lance! Get up man!" It was Chris!
"Damn!" Lance croaked, clutching his chest like he was having a heart attack. "Chris has the worst timing." Then he went to open the door as JC hid in the bathroom.
"Hey Scoop! Still on castaway time?" Chris joked after seeing Lance was still in his robe.
"You could say that." Lance smiled weakly.
"Well, JC didn't even answer when I knocked, but we know how he likes his hobby. Maybe I should get the maid to open his door --"
"-- Actually, I just talked to him --" Lance cut him off. "-- on the phone. He was about to get in the shower so maybe he just didn't hear you knock."
"Oh yeah, of course!" Chris fell for Lance's white lie. "Okay, see you in the Maui Room in a few minutes?"
"Yep!"
"Better hurry or Joey's gonna eat everything in sight!" Chris added as he headed down the hall.
Lance jumped as he felt a hand slide into his robe and caress his stomach. "Oh man you scared the daylights out of me!" He whined to JC as he let the door close.
"Sorry babe but I can't keep my hands off you." JC whispered as he hugged him from behind. "But I need to shower. I have Lance all over me."
JC slipped down the hall to his room and Lance reluctantly trudged to the bathroom to get ready. In the shower he began mentally going over their revised schedule while they were in Hawaii: today and tomorrow they were going to the just-completed state-of-the-art studio facility to work on the new albumÉ also tomorrow they had an interview with John Norris from MTV, who was flying in to talk about the video shoot, upcoming tour, and of course now his and JC's boating accident. JCÉ
Lance closed his eyes and let the warm water flow over his body. He smiled to himself thinking of his friend, his lover. 'I never would have believed it. The years of confusion, of denying, of hiding my love -- my desire -- for him, thinking that he would never feel the same way about me. It's too good to be true.' He thought of his favorite song off their album again.
"I never thought that love could feel like this;
Then you changed my world with just one kiss.
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel... it's a miracle."
Tears of pure joy flowed down his cheeks and mixed with the shower water.
Finally, Lance snapped out of his musing. He got out of the shower and turned on MTV. Sure enough, as he dressed, Kurt Loder came on with the headline:
"At the top of the news, 'N Sync fans can breathe a sigh of relief along with the anxious friends and families of group members Lance Bass and Joshua "JC" Chasez. As we reported yesterday, Lance and JC were lost overboard during a freak storm while filming a new video in Hawaii. A massive air and sea search was launched by the Coast Guard, Air National Guard and local police. When no sign of them was found after over 24 hours, searchers began to fear the worst. However, the two young men were miraculously discovered unhurt yesterday afternoon in a secluded cove of the Big Island by group member Justin Timberlake doing a shore search with the Coast Guard. John Norris will have an exclusive live interview with the boys tomorrow during TRL with Carson Daly..."
'Miraculous...' Lance thought. 'Everyone says it's a miracle. I hope that it's a sign that our love is not wrong...'
Lance wandered away from the TV and finished his morning rituals. His hair refused to behave to his liking (as usual) despite a gallon of gel but he finally gave up. He ran out the door -- and right into JC. He couldn't help smiling when he looked into those beautiful, expressive eyes.
"Hey Scoop! Great timing!" Joshua beamed. "Hair is looking good."
"I hate it." Lance pouted.
"Oh come on, it's perfect." JC gingerly touched it with his fingertips. "And deadly! Those spikes could kill!"
They hurried to the elevators, stole a few furtive kisses on the way down and were in the meeting room only fifteen minutes late. There was a buffet with all kinds of food and drinks, tables set u in a U-shape with some projection equipment and a big wall screen.
In addition to Chris, Joey and Justin, there were their bodyguards, some of the video crew, various staff people, producers, and Alex, who was overseeing everything here in Hawaii for their management company. Lance noticed that Justin and Terry the computer guy were sitting together, deep in conversation. Joey and Chris were at the buffet table and saw them as they walked in.
"Hey its the boys from the Blue Lagoon!" Chris joked. "Now I wonder which one of you was Chris Atkins and which one was Brooke Shields?"
Lance blushed crimson at Chris' sexually suggestive comment.
Joey rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath to Chris "Go easy on them man."
Chris gave Joey a surprised look then turned back to the others. "You know I didn't mean anything by that, you guys."
"Just Chris being his usual self!" JC said as he sauntered over to the table and grabbed a plate.
Lance forced himself not to run after JC as Chris came up to him. "About time you got down here, there's a lot to go over." Chris said, as he fed himself a strip of bacon. "We're not used to Scoop and Big Daddy both going AWOL on us!"
"Sorry!" Lance managed a weak smile and edged to the table. "I guess I'm still kind of out of it."
Joey stopped on his way back to the table and put his arm around Lance. "We're just so glad you guys are okay and back with us. You know..." He found it difficult to talk.
"Thanks, Joey." Lance smiled. "I know, but I appreciate you saying it too. I imagine it was hard for you guys not knowing if we were okay or not and not even being able to do anything about it."
"I knew you and JC would take care of each other."
"I would be a goner if it wasn't for JC." Lance said quietly. "He literally saved my life."
"It's made you two even closer, too, hasn't it?" Joey asked, his eyes locking onto Lance's.
The blonde youth felt a little uncomfortable under Joey's unusually probing stare. Joey Fatone wasn't stupid, but surely he didn't suspect...? It seemed like he was trying to get Lance to admit something. 'Man, I'm getting paranoid!' He thought. "Yeah, I guess it has," he nodded.
"Well, just don't make Justin jealous, you know how possessive he can be with JC. I think sometimes he misses the old Mickey Mouse Club days."
"That's a scary thought. But I think Curly has a new friend anyhow." Lance gestured with his fork to where Justin and Terry were sitting.
"Yeah, I can't quite figure what that's all about." Joey shrugged.
"Man you are sure doing a lot of analyzing lately! If you're not careful you're gonna get a rep for being an armchair shrink!" Lance said around a piece of French toast.
Joey made a face. "Hey, somebody's got to take charge while you guys take a holiday. You know it ain't gonna be Chris or Curly!"
They wandered back to the table, where Justin finally noticed them. "Heyah guys!" He jumped up and hugged them both. "Glad to get to sleep in a real bed?"
Lance blushed again, and JC smiled. "Yeah I slept GREAT! How about you, Lance?" He asked teasingly.
Lance shoved another wad of French toast into his mouth and nodded, his face now beet red. JC sat down next to him, grinning wickedly.
"Coo'" Justin turned back to Terry. "That was kinda whacked." He whispered.
"Yeah..." Meanwhile Terry was watching Lance. 'Why is he so embarrassed? And the way he looks at JC...' Terry had a strange feeling in his gut. 'Lance and JC? No way.' But his gaydar told him: 'Way.'
The meeting went fairly smoothly. Terry was first, using his laptop and a projector to show them some new web design ideas. The young webmaster explained the digital camera he had been using during the video shoot, and how he was taking some 'behind the scenes' pictures and video, which could be loaded to the web site. The idea was to give the fans a greater feeling of being in touch with the group on a day-to-day basis. If this worked well, they might continue it during the tour, with a kind of daily report from the road, complete with candid pictures and comments from the guys. Justin noticed that Terry was a little nervous giving his presentation and tried to be encouraging in his comments, which he could tell was appreciated. Joey was obviously fascinated by the camera and asked a lot of questions too. They all liked the new web site concept. Chris mentioned that they would want to see the pictures before they got posted.
"Of course, I'll run everything by you guys before I put it on the site." Terry assured them.
"Management will have to approve it too of course." Alex interjected.
"Of course!" Chris rolled his eyes.
Justin leaned towards Terry after he finished. "Excellent job dude," He whispered. "So are you going with us on the road?"
Terry felt himself blushing; Justin's warm breath on his ear, the smell of his cologne... "I hope so. Are you cool with that?"
"That would be phat, dude!" Justin beamed.
After Terry's presentation, Alex went over their schedule. He talked forever as usual, and Justin found himself disliking the man more and more.
In addition to working on their new album and the interview, they had some more filming to do near the hotel for the new version of "The Girl Who Has Everything", and a photo-shoot. But that would all be tomorrow. The remainder of the day was to be in the studio with their producers...
It was after two in the morning when the boys finally got back to the hotel and arrived at their rooms.
"I'll be asleep before my head hits the pillow!" Joey said as he staggered to his room.
"I AM asleep." Justin grumbled, laying his head against his door while searching for his room key.
Lance and JC shuffled around in the corridor, stalling until the others entered their rooms. When Chris was finally out of sight, Lance smiled shyly at his lover. "Sleep with me?"
Joshua came up behind Lance and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "I can't think of anything I'd rather do." Linked together, they shuffled into the room.
Moonlight shone through the balcony doors, illuminating a view of the courtyard, and beyond, the Hawaiian rain forest. Further out the expanse of the shimmering sea beyond. JC reluctantly released Lance as the younger boy walked over to the doors. "It's so beautiful," He sighed. "I'll never forget how this place changed my life."
JC stood next to Lance and took his hand. "Me neither, Scoop. I discovered that my sweet wonderful friend was also the man of my dreams."
Lance closed his eyes and smiled, basking in the warm feeling JC's words gave him. Then he shivered in pleasure as JC moved behind him and his lover's hands tentatively range over his body.
"I missed you today; I hardly got to see you." Lance murmured.
"I missed you too, Scoop. But Justin and I had to lay down the lead tracks for 'I Always Knew.' How was it with you?
"Chris has got some good ideas I guess, but you know, I'm not much of a songwriter."
"You could be if you wanted."
Lance abruptly changed the subject. "Do you think Justin is acting different?"
JC didn't answer right away. He wrapped his arms around Lance's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Different how? You mean since we got back?"
"I felt like he was kind of cold to me today. And Joey said something this morning about him getting jealous."
"Justin, jealous... of us? He doesn't even know about us."
"C'mon JC, we've all been together for four years; you and Justin and Chris live together, you guys were in MMC way back when he was what? 12? He's picked up a vibe, and so has Joey."
"Talking about a vibe, I'm a little worried about Justin and the computer guy." This time JC changed the subject.
"Terry? He seems nice enough."
"I think he's gay, and I think he has a thing for Curly."
"You're joking."
"You should see the way he was looking at Justin this morning. He's going to have a shock when he understands that Justin is straight. Besides, he's way to old for Justin."
"There you go playing protective daddy again. Justin can take care of himself."
"Maybe. But I think he really likes this guy."
"I think you're the one who's jealous. You don't want anyone horning in on our family." Lance said, annoyance creeping into his voice.
"Maybe." JC kissed Lance's neck. But let's not talk about it anymore. I just want to be with you."
Lance let out a long shuddering sigh. "I'm sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry about. Now, let me undress you, lover."
"Mmm, okay Big Daddy." Lance smirked, closing his eyes. He allowed himself to be undressed, JC treating him like a little boy. He sat Lance down on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, then his shirt, and finally his baggy jeans. When lance was down to his boxer- briefs, Joshua quickly stripped to his boxers and pulled down the covers. "Okay Scoop, let's go to bed." He guided the compliant, half- asleep Lance between the sheets and snuggled up next to him. "I love you." He whispered very softly, wrapping his arm round Lance's smooth chest.
"I love you, JC, more than anything." Lance murmured, and drifted away to sleep.
The phone rang at the ungodly hour of nine the next morning. JC and Lance groaned in harmony and squirmed unhappily in the bed. Lance reached out for JC and pulled up against him so they were spooned together. He tenderly kissed the back of the taller boy's neck. "Morning, honey." He said teasingly.
"Mmmmorning." JC answered in a sleepy voice.
"We have to get up, JC, we can't be late again." Lance tried to sound stern.
"Okay fine, you go take the first shower." JC retorted, thrusting his hips back into Lance's crotch for emphasis.
Lance decided not to point out that JC could go to HIS room and use HIS shower right away, partly because he dreaded the thought of JC leaving. "Ohh kay!" He sat up and had the misfortune of seeing himself in the bureau mirror. "Oh gawd I look like crap!" He wailed, pulling fitfully at his hair.
"I love you anyway..." JC said, rolling over slowly. He opened his eyes and looked at Lance in mock horror. "Oh gawd! You look like crap!" He shrieked, then burst into giggles.
"Oh take a hike!" Lance snarled, hurling a pillow at his lover. "Your bed-head isn't much better!" He stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door.
Lance turned on the water and climbed into the huge, double- sized tub/Jacuzzi. 'JC and I should use this thing later,' he thought with a smile. He shampooed his hair clean and started soaping. Then without any warning he felt a hand on his shoulder -- and nearly jumped out of his skin. His eyes snapped open: there was JC, naked and smiling.
"I thought maybe we could save time and shower together." He grinned.
"You scared the shit out of me, man!" Lance growled, feeling strangely shy.
"I'm sorry Lance." Joshua's smile faded. "I'll leave you alone if you want."
"No, it's okay, I was just a little startled. You can make it up to me by washing my back." He smiled demurely.
"It's a deal, baby! Gimme the soap."
"Don't drop it!" Lance snickered.
They moved so they were mostly out of the direct spray from the shower, then JC took the soap and worked up a lather. First he massaged Lance's neck, then his shoulders, his arms... it felt so good just to touch Lance.
The steam swirled around them, their smooth lean bodies glistening in the mist. Lance sighed, reveling in the pleasure of JC's strong hands on his body.
JC soaped Lance's back more sensuously, his foamy hands straying down to the blonde's rounded gluteals. He admired his lover's muscular body, his trim waist and pale smooth skin. Lance's ass was virtually hairless, but his legs were covered with fine blonde hair.
"You have the most perfect behind, Lance Bass." JC said appreciatively.
"That's nice of you to say. I think I have a big butt though."
"No, it's purrrrfect." For emphasis, JC cupped the blonde's firm cheeks and kneaded them.
Lance closed his eyes, giving himself over to the wonderful, sexy feeling of JC's touch. His large penis, already semi-hard, leapt to full attention. Then he felt the taller youth's hands on his hips, sliding around... down to his crotch. He trembled as one hand closed around his throbbing cock and the other cupped his plum-sized balls.
"You are soooo sexy." JC moaned, slowly stroking Lance's thick nine inches. He pulled closer, his own rock-hard cock slipping between Lance's ass cheeks.
Lance bucked his hips backward, causing JC's dick to slide along the soapy crack. "That feels so nice buddy, don't stop!" Lance mumbled. He grabbed onto the stainless steel hand grip which surrounded the tub. JC leaned forward so his chest connected with Lance's back, and he began to kiss and lick the shorter boy's neck. Lance turned his head and JC's tongue worked its way forward along his jaw and up to his ear, where he tenderly chewed on the lobe and probed the delicate contours. All these erotic caresses were driving Lance into a frenzy of desire; all he could do was groan in his sexy deep voice and beg for more. "God, JC that feels sooo good!" He whimpered.
"Oh... Lance..." JC said, his voice tight with emotion. He stroked his lover's dick, at the same time sliding his hard cock up and down Lance's crack while rubbing their bodies together, wet skin slippery with soap. Keeping one hand on Lance's shaft, JC used his other hand to caress the younger boy's chest and abs, and fondle his nipples. His mouth found Lance's and they French-kissed passionately.
"JC... I want you." Lance growled throatily, thrusting back against his lover. He felt hot all over; it was hard to breathe, he was trembling with desire.
"Are you sure, babe?" JC asked, his hands pausing in their work. He wanted Lance so bad but didn't want to push it.
"Yesss, please JC.... make love to me. I want you inside me, I need you."
JC's hard penis throbbed in its firm cradle of flesh. He rocked his hips and crouched down slightly, aiming his cock towards Lance's hole. Each time he tried though, it just plowed along Lance's furrow. He was reluctant to release Lance's pulsing dick but realized this wasn't going to work.
But Lance sensed his problem: he reached around and gently took hold of JC's seven-inch dick, guiding it towards his sphincter. The blunt head connected and JC pushed.
"Ohhhhh!" Lance gasped as the head popped in.
Joshua froze. "I'm sorry baby, am I hurting you?"
"No... no... god that feels so good." As if to prove it, Lance pushed back against the taller boy, taking a couple more inches up his tight ass. Then he rotated his hips sexily, altering the angle of JC's penetration. JC's cock did hurt a little, but the pleasure far outweighed the discomfort.
JC trembled from the intense sensation. "Baby you are so wonderful!" He resumed stroking Lance's huge meat and eased more of his dick into his lover's warm channel. He took a few minutes working it in to the root, making sure that Lance was comfortable, all the time slowly stroking his lover's massive rod. "Feel okay?" He whispered in Lance's ear.
"Oh yes, it feels great. I love you inside me. I feel... complete." Lance moaned back. He couldn't believe that two men could be intimate like this, love each other this way.
JC started to get up a rhythm then, one hand on Lance's chest, the other on his cock as he pumped in and out of his lover's hot tight ass. The pleasure was incredible, their bodies smacking together in the wet spray.
"Yessss... JC... you... make... me... feel... so... good!" Lance bent over, his ass thrusting backward with every forward motion JC made. He overcame his natural shyness and gave himself completely to his love and desire. The bathroom was filled with their rhythmic grunting and the slap of wet hard flesh.
"Lance baby you feel so hot, you are driving me crazy!" JC moaned, pumping harder as he fucked Lance's perfect young ass.
"Take me JC, fuck me, fuck me hard!" Lance grunted, feeling himself getting close. He couldn't believe he was saying these things, but he felt so wild and out of control...
Joshua accelerated his stroking as Lance began gasping for air. He pounded the boy's hot love hole, his left hand clutching at Lance's muscled abs and pecs while the right stroked his cock faster and faster.
"Oh man I'm gonna cuuuuuum!" Lance hollered at the top of his lungs as his dick let fly with a spray of hot cum. It splattered over the tile in spurt after spurt, and his ass clamped tight around JC's cock, but Joshua fought to hold back his own orgasm, still fucking his lover in even strokes. Lance collapsed against the wall with the intensity of his orgasm, and JC fell up against him, forcing the shorter boy to the tile. Lance whimpered as he felt JC's arms wrap around him and that hard cock still thrusting into his burning ass, but more slowly now.
JC held Lance tight, enjoying the heat and slippery strength of his lover while he continued to plunge his dick into his hot tight channel. Pressing Lance to the wall, he turned his head so they could kiss. Lance moaned as their lips met again, responding with a fevered energy to his lover's probing tongue. JC didn't think he could hold out much longer... Lance's dick had not gone completely soft, and his lover's sexy fucking and kissing was making him hard again. His ass felt raw and sensitive, but every thrust against his prostate shook his body with pleasure.
"Mmmm, I love you baby, I love you, give me all of it..." Lance whispered huskily between kisses, pushing back to impale himself on JC's cock. His own penis was rock hard again, and he reached down to stroke it.
JC picked up his pace as he felt his own climax approaching, his hips smacking against Lance's butt. "I'm, I'm cumming Lance baby... I'm coming!!!" He arched his back and rammed his cock in as far as it would go. Lance madly pumped his own dick and a moment later he was also cumming, his spasming ass milking JC's pulsing dick. They staggered under the power of their dual orgasms. Both were so spent that they could barely stand; JC held onto Lance until they regained their strength.
"That was... incredible." Lance finally gasped, leaning his head back on JC's shoulder.
"Oh, baby, YOU were incredible. Who would have guessed that my shy little Lansten was a wild sex machine!" JC teased, still short of breath as he cradled the shorter youth in his arms.
Lance blushed furiously. "I guess you bring it out in me. Thank you for being such a wonderful lover."
"Takes two, you gorgeous thing. Are you okay?"
Lance sighed. "Yeah, as long as I don't have to sit down anytime soon!" He joked. I guess we better get going, huh?" He said, making no attempt to move.
"In a minute. Let me hold you just a little longer." JC tenderly kissed Lance's neck.
End of Part Four. Next: The secret revealed!
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