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"N SYNC: LANCE 'N' JC
CHAPTER SIX
From Part Five...
"I love you, JC." Justin whispered. "I don't know if I can live without you."
Outside in the hall, JC fell back against the wall and took a deep breath. He squeezed his eyes shut, felt the tears run down his face. 'God did I have to be so cruel to Justin? Just because he loves me... he kissed me. Justin kissed me... and dammit I liked it. That can never, never happen again.' He swore to himself. He loved Lance and he would never hurt him. But what about Justin?
--- PART SIX
Lance sat in the room waiting for JC to return. He turned the TV on, but within moments his mind had wandered far away. 'I have to be patient with Justin,' He told himself. 'This has got to be terrible for him. What if our situation was reversed: what if I was struggling to come out only to find that JC was in love with Justin?' Lance winced at even the thought of how devastated he would be. To work up the nerve to confess your love and find that he loves someone else -- and worse yet you were trapped where you had to face the two of them every day of your life for the foreseeable future. Poor Justin, talk about a living hell. How could anyone -- much less a guy barely 18 -- be expected to accept a situation like that gracefully?
But what could he do to help? Not much, it seemed, except be understanding and caring and low- key about his relationship with JC. When it came down to it, Lance wondered why JC was attracted to him and not Justin. Justin was better looking, more talented, funny, charming... JC had even known him longer. 'Well, this is only depressing me!' He thought, trying to pay attention to the TV. It was an old Star Trek episode he hadn't seen since he was a kid: The Enterprise was escorting a telepathic woman and an alien ambassador who was friendly but it's non-corporeal form was so ugly that to see it made people go insane. Spock was mind mending with Ambassador Kolos and the alien had a very moving line about "...how lonely humans must be, imprisoned in their separate shells of flesh..."
Justin must be feeling terribly lonely right now, Lance thought. For a moment he felt a twinge of anxiety thinking about JC going to see him. 'What if JC changes his mind and decides he does want to be with Justin and not me?' Lance clenched his fists and swallowed hard. 'Stop it you dummy! You're just being a worry-wart. JC says he loves YOU and that he would be faithful to YOU, what more can you want? Don't be jealous. You have to trust him, like you've always trusted him as a friend. He's never let you down before, never.' Lance sighed and forced himself to relax a little. But he wanted JC to come back soon. He needed to feel those strong arms around him again.
JC leaned against the wall for several minutes, his eyes clamped shut, while he pulled himself together. He forced himself to analyze his feelings for Justin versus those he had for Lance.
Sure Justin had grown up to be a really hot guy, and JC wouldn't deny that he'd checked out his friend more than once. If you were being totally objective, you might say Justin was sexier than Lance, or more handsome, but it just wasn't the same. He cared deeply for his friend, but he had never craved an intimacy with him like he did with Lance. There was something very special about Lance, a vulnerability, an honesty and openness that made him so appealing -- not to mention a certain endearing lack of coordination... JC smiled to himself.
He thought about their last tour, on the bus at night as it hurtled down the endless highways. How he would lie in his bunk and think about Lance, sleeping just a few feet away. His body would actually ache with the desire to be close to Lance, to crawl into that cramped space and wrap his arms around him and hold him tight, to feel the warmth of his body, hear his deep voice murmuring softly. Some nights he felt so lonely, even though his friends were all around him. He would tell himself how futile his wish was: Lance wasn't gay, Lance would never feel the same way he did, so why didn't he just get over it! JC would mentally beat himself up until he would curl up in a ball and cry half the night away, sobbing into his pillow so no one else would hear.
And now that impossible wish had come true, and these last few days with Lance had been more wonderful than his wildest fantasies. No one could ask for a more caring human being as their partner. He loved Lance with all his heart; would die before he hurt him. The kiss with Justin was a momentary thing; it had been pleasurable, but it wasn't his Lance.
JC felt badly for Justin, but they would all just have to work through this. He wiped the tears from his face, composed himself, and walked slowly back to his room.
Lance was sitting up on the bed, watching TV, but he turned it off the minute JC entered.
"How did it go?" He asked with concern.
"Not too good." JC sighed and climbed onto the bed next to Lance. "I think I made it worse."
"I'm sorry." Lance put his arm around JC and eased his head down onto his chest, gently caressing his soft brown hair. "At least you tried. Do you want to talk about it?"
JC wrapped his arm around Lance and hugged him. "Not right now. I just want to be close to you. I wish we could just shut out the whole world. I wish... I almost wish we could go back to that beach and be alone, just you and me."
"I know what you mean." Lance smiled. 'Just you and me, JC.'
"I actually thought that breaking this to the other guys would be the easy part compared to our families." Lance said after a few minutes of just enjoying his lover's nearness.
"Well, who knew Justin was gay too?" JC muttered.
"Maybe he's just confused."
"Maybe." JC said flatly, though it was clear to Lance that he didn't believe that possibility. "Anyway, how much time do we have?"
Lance looked at his watch. "We have to be downstairs in an hour. At some point I have to call my parents. Oh, and there was a message: Justin's mom called. She was hoping you would call Jonathan; he's worried about you and still isn't sleeping well."
"Oh jeez. That won't be awkward or anything." JC mumbled sleepily, even as he pressed his face against Lance's chest. They laid together in silence for a few minutes more.
"Are you comfortable, Josh?"
"Very." JC smiled. "And I like it when you call me 'Josh'."
Lance laid his head back on the piled-up pillows and closed his eyes. It felt so nice just to lie here and feel JC next to himÉ
Both boys jumped as the phone rang and dragged them back from their blissful half-sleeping state.
"I'm not answering that." JC growled.
Lance just gave him his 'now let's be reasonable' smile and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Lance? I thought I was calling JC's room."
"Yes it's Lance. JC is here too. What's up, Alex?" His tone was pleasant as always, but he rolled his eyes.
"I've been on the phone with Johnny, and after the interview today we realized that maybe we are pushing you guys a little too hard, especially after the whole boat accident thing. So we've arranged for you to take the rest of today and all tomorrow off. We'll stay in Hawaii an extra day and finish the video filming; we can put off the rest of the studio work."
"Wow, that's great! Thanks, Alex!" Lance said sincerely.
"See I'm not all bad." Alex laughed. "Enjoy your time off, and be sure to use sunscreen, paleface."
"I will, bye!" Lance hung up the phone, a smile on his face. He wrapped his arms around JC and snuggled up next to him again. "Guess what, Josh?" He asked softly.
"If I didn't know Alex better, I'd guess that we had the afternoon off." JC replied skeptically, sitting up a little.
"Somebody's on our side then, because we have today AND tomorrow off!" Lance grinned and gave his lover a little kiss.
"Oh baby that's GREAT!" JC hugged Lance back and gave him a big wet smooch. "Let's just stay in here the whole time and make out!"
"Oh man!" Lance laughed. "Are you horny ALL the time?"
"Only when I'm thinking of you."
"You sure know how to make a guy feel good." Lance said softly, looking into JC's dreamy eyes.
Just then they heard whoops and hollers echoing down the hall.
"Sounds like Chris just got the good news." JC whispered. "If we stay real quiet, maybe he'll leave us alone."
Joey stood at Justin's door and knocked softly. After not getting an answer, he said, "Curly, I know you're in there, I just want to talk to you for a second."
Finally the door opened a crack. "What?" Justin peered at him out of the darkness.
"Lemme in, fool." Joey snapped, shoving the door open.
"Oh, fine," Justin whined, "Everyone just disrespect me and barge into my room then!" He sat on the bed then flopped backwards on the blankets.
"Nice digs," Joey commented, surveying the dim room, which looked like a tornado had hit it. Clothes and shoes were strewn everywhere. Justin had closed the curtains again so it was almost dark despite the sun outside.
"Don' be schoolin' me about housekeepin, Joey. What yo' want?"
Justin's pseudo-ebonics slang always got the worst when he was posturing, Joey knew. "Well, in case you didn't know since you don't answer your phone, we have the rest of today and tomorrow off. Chris and I were wondering if you wanted to come down to the pool and hang with us."
Justin rolled over on his side so he was facing away from Joey. "What about JC and Lance?"
"I haven't asked them yet. Should I?" He said more gently, sitting on the bed.
"What diff' does it make? Nobody cares what I think or how I feel."
"That's not true and you know it. JC, Lance, Chris and I all care about you."
In response Justin's arm snapped around and he stuck his palm in the general direction of Joey's face. "Talk to the hand, Joey, 'cause the face don' wanna hear it! I already been handed the Heisman once today!"
"Alright, that's enough of your self-pitying bullshit!" Joey grabbed his wrist and hauled Justin up to face him. He didn't know what to expect, but he wasn't ready for the anguished face and the swollen, red-rimmed eyes.
"Oh god, Curly, you got it bad, don't you?" He said sympathetically.
Justin managed to nod before breaking down again in sobs.
Joey roughly pulled the teenager against him and hugged him. "Jeez man I'm sorry. I knew this thing with Lance and JC was gonna hit you hard but not this hard."
"So you know 'bout that." Justin whimpered, now holding onto Joey for dear life.
"Yeah, I kinda figured what was going on. I guess you did too. But why are you so upset, man? It's not like JC isn't going to be your friend anymore." Joey decided he'd let Justin tell him the rest when he was ready to.
"I know, but..." Justin grew very still and tense in Joey's arms. "I realized that I wanted to be more than friends with JC."
"More than friends like... lovers?" Joey prodded after a long pause.
"Yah. Please don't think I'm a freak, Joey!"
"If you're comin' out to me, Curly, I'm afraid you're gonna have to think of something else if you want me to think you're a freak, 'cause that don't cut it. You still have to be my bud." Joey said, careful not to loosen his grip on Justin.
"Thanks Joey. So you're not like, grossed out?"
"I better not be or I wouldn't have any friends left but Chris! Talk about scary."
"You got a point there, dude." Justin laughed nervously, easing up on his hug.
"So you want to talk about this?"
"I dunno, what's to say?" Justin slumped back against the headboard. "JC's in love with Lance, Lance is in love with JC, and Justin don't fit in that equation."
"Well, maybe not, but so much has happened in the last few days that I think we all need some time to sort stuff out. The one thing I know is that the five of us have been together as close buddies for four years, and I'm not about to let anything stop me from caring about each of you."
Justin didn't answer but smiled a little. Then he finally said "It's kinda strange, isn't it, all this happening at once."
"It's not really all at once, though is it?" Haven't you kinda known for a while?"
Justin narrowed his eyes a little at Joey as he began to fully appreciate his friend's keen perception. "That I was... gay? Or that I had these feelings for JC?"
Joey shrugged. "Either one. Seems to me like they kinda go together."
"Well, I really looked up to JC ever since I was 12 in MMC. He was my only friend at the beginning, and it got real lonely sometimes -- especially when we toured. But I guess that as I got older I started to feel kinda different. And I sorta had crushes on guys, though I didn't know that's what it was at the time." Justin paused for a moment, his fingers clutching nervously at the sheets. "I think I kinda knew, but being... that way just wasn't acceptable. I was brought up taught that homosexuality was a sin and evil and all that stuff. I still don't understand how it happened -- why I am this way. I've prayed so many times over it but I was always scared to talk to a minister; I couldn't tell anybody. I just hoped I would grow out of it or somethin. But time went on, and I dated girls but nuthin happened, you know? It got obvious even to me that I wasn't just shy, but I jus' didn't want to kiss them or do anything like that. Then I'd have these dreams... that JC and I were messin around, like we would --"
"Okay!" Joey held up his hand. "Too much information!" I love you man but I don't want to hear your love shack fantasies with JC -- any more than you want to hear about mine with Jennifer Lopez."
"I hear that!" Justin agreed.
"So are you gonna come outta this cave and catch some rays with us or not? We can check out the babes -- guy babes in your case -- and chill."
"Okay dude, and you can ask the other guys too if you want; just so they don't throw it in my face, okay?"
Joey smiled in relief and got up. "I think they know better, but I'll tell 'em no PDA by the pool. Hey, you wanna invite your friend Terry to come with? Then we'd have an even number for chicken fights in the pool!"
"Mmmaybe." Justin smiled. "Hey Joe?"
"Yeah?" Joey paused at the door.
"Thanks man, I 'preciate you carin'."
"You'd do the same for me, kid. See yah downstairs." Joey winked at him and left to get ready.
"Hello?" Diane Bass answered the phone in her soft southern drawl.
"Mom? Hi, it's your number one son!" Lance smiled when he heard his mother's voice. JC was sitting on the bed next to him, scribbling some ideas for song lyrics.
"Honey I'm so glad you called! Your father and I have been sick with worry; we almost flew out there, but thank God they found you so quickly. That Alex person telephoned to tell us everything was okay, but it's so nice to hear it from you."
"I'm sorry mom, I should have called sooner, but it has just been really crazy here. A lot is going on."
"Are you sure you aren't hurt? Did they have doctors check you out?" Concern crept into her voice.
"I'm great mom, really. JC and I are none the worse for wear, and now we're just getting caught up after our little 'vacation.' Actually I'm doing really great, honest. It's so beautiful here..." Lance reached out and placed his hand over JC's. Their eyes met and JC gave him a heart-melting smile. "I'm having a wonderful time, really."
"That's good dear, I keep hearing how lovely and exotic Hawaii is. And you sound happy!"
"Some day you and dad and Tracy will all have to come out here and see it." Lance said, winking at JC.
"I don't know honey, it might not be the right place for us simple Mississippi folk. Maybe some summer when school is out. But I'm sure you need to go. I'll let your father and Tracy know you called. Give our love to JC and the other boys, and we're praying for your safe return."
"Love you mom." Lance hung up the phone and immediately JC crawled up next to him and began to nuzzle his neck. "Mom sends her love." Lance said then trembled from the feeling of JC's lips on his skin. "I'm not sure she would if she knew what you were doing right now, though..." he added with a smirk.
JC threw a leg and an arm over Lance and pulled him close. "I'm sure she'll get over it..." He whispered, between his playful kisses of Lance's ear and jaw... "When she sees how happy you make me."
"Mmmmm... not as happy as you make me." Lance purred. "You're turning me on, Joshua." He squirmed around as his penis began to harden uncomfortably in his briefs.
"Here, maybe I can help you with that." JC boldly slid his hand down into the blonde's pants and wrapped his hand around Lance's swelling cock.
"Ohhh baby!" Lance groaned, shivering with pleasure.
"You are so incredibly hot." JC growled, his kisses becoming more intense on Lance's neck and shoulders.
Then the phone rang... again.
"I swear I am going to rip that thing out of the wall!" JC snarled. But he didn't take his hand out of Lance's pants, instead he gently massaged the pulsing thickness.
Lance picked it up with a sigh. "This better be good!" He said into the receiver.
"Uh, hello, lovebirds!" Joey said cheerily. "I hope I called at a really bad time!"
"The worst!" Lance snapped half-jokingly, then had to bite back a groan as JC's stroking sent waves of rapture through his body. "Wassup?" He managed to ask conversationally.
"The rest of us are going down to the west pool to hang for a while and catch some rays. Wanna come?"
JC stealthily unbuttoned and unzipped Lance's jeans, then wrapped his fingers around the waistband of the jeans and his black CK boxer-briefs. Then he began to ease them down over Lance's muscled thighs...
"Uhhh, ummm, let me ask JC." Lance stammered. He put his hand over the phone and looked down in panic at JC who was smiling wickedly back at him. "Joey wants so know if we want to go to the pool with the guys." At that moment JC freed Lance's huge cock from his briefs and it smacked up against his belly before pointing up at an acute angle.
"We can if you want... in a half hour or so. I have something to finish first."
Lance smiled self-consciously, then spoke into the phone, "Okay Joey we'll see you guys in half an hour or so at the west pool."
JC laved Lance's big balls with his tongue, then began to lick and kiss the thick cock-roots...
"Okay! I have one request though." Joey said.
At that moment JC levered himself up and took half of Lance's big cock into his mouth in one gulp.
"Whaaaat?" Lance moaned.
"Justin's still kinda sensitive about you guys of course, so try not to flaunt it, okay?"
"Ohhhh, okay J-joey. We'll play it cool of course!"
"Thanks, man."
"Guh-guh-gotta go, Joe." CLICK
"'Gotta cum' sounded more like it!" Joey snickered to himself and hung up the phone.
Lance tried to sit up but JC gently pressed him back down. He pulled himself off of Lance's cock long enough to say "This is my treat baby. Just lie back and enjoy it. I want to pay you back for the shower this morning!" He winked.
'But I liked the shower too,' Lance thought with a smile, even as JC began to lick and stroke him again. Lance had loved the incredible feeling of JC inside him, and the energy when Josh came was almost like electricity between them.
Even as he remembered this acute pleasure, Lance felt JC slide a finger between his butt-cheeks. It gently teased his puckered anus -- still a little tender from this morning's sex -- and sent waves of ecstasy through his body. He spread his legs to allow JC more access; Josh switched back to licking his hairless ball-sack while slowly pumping the shaft; precum oozed from the tip to lubricate his stroking. Lance pulled his legs up further and he felt JC's tongue dive even further to the sensitive area at the base of his balls. Then he felt the older boy's tongue slither along his ass crack.
"Oh man!" He gasped as JC's tongue poked against his anus. The pleasure was unbelievable! But it was... dirty. "What are you doing? You don't have to do that!"
JC stopped and looked up. "You don't like it?"
"Well, actually, it feels really good, but isn't it... gross?"
"You just took a shower a few hours ago, Scoop, you're nice and clean." He smiled.
"How did you know about doing that?" Lance furrowed his delicate brows.
"I read about it somewhere on the internet. It's called 'rimming'." JC smirked. "Here, roll on your stomach, babe."
Lance willingly complied. JC paused to admire his lover's beautiful body, sprawled across the bed so sexily. Then he crawled between Lance's legs, spread his muscled ass cheeks and began to lap Lance's almost hairless crack. He was immediately rewarded with a long low groan of pleasure from the blonde.
"Ohhh god... that feels great." Lance moaned as JC flicked his tongue around his pink anus, then began to probe with his pointed tip. He slid his hand under Lance to stroke his rock-hard cock again and the younger boy bucked up to allow him easier access. Lance was literally whimpering from the intense pleasure as JC forced his tongue into his spasming hole. He began to stroke faster while licking and probing Lance's ass.
"Oh god, oh god, JC I'm gonna cummmmm!" Lance cried in a strained voice. His ass clamped tight and his body arched. JC pumped his steely rod faster as he felt it began to pump out streams of ropy white cum across the bedspread.
After he had milked the last drops from Lance's softening cock, JC climbed on top of his buddy and they both flopped down on the bed with a sigh.
"Well here they come!" Chris waved from the poolside as Lance and JC emerged from the hotel. He, Joey and Justin were sprawled out on big comfy-looking chaise lounges, with two empty ones next to Joey. Each had a tall drink next to him. Justin was wearing baby-blue Abercrombie surf trunks, while Joey had on black trunks and Chris wore a white t-shirt and jeans shorts. Lance and JC had (coincidentally) matching black Tommy trunks and Wayfarers, and JC was wearing a wifebeater. By the time they got to their chairs, a pool boy brought them towels and asked if he could get them drinks.
"What are you having, Curly?" JC asked, trying to break the ice.
"A frozen strawberry Daiquiri, virgin of course!" Justin smiled from behind his little rectangular sunglasses. "And it is dee-licious!"
"I'll have that!" JC nodded to the attendant.
"I'll just have a large iced tea, please." Lance added.
They got themselves situated; Lance adjusted the umbrella on his chair so he was out of the sun. "You guys be careful! You know the sun in Hawaii is much more intense than in Orlando 'cause we're nearer the equator."
"Yes, mommy, you've told us that at least five times on this trip already!" Chris teased. "So what took you guys so long? And after all this time you come out looking like a cross between the Bobsey Twins and 'the Blues Brothers go to the Beach'!"
"I had to call my mom." Lance said quickly.
Joey turned to Justin. "So I guess Terry couldn't join us?" He asked softly.
"I called and went by his room but no answer. He had a big project to finish up for the label, and then he had to get seriously started on our new web page."
"Well, maybe he can come out tomorrow. I bet if we leaned on Alex we could get him some down time."
"Yeah, he works to hard, especially when we're in a place like this!"
They made small talk for awhile, and everyone (except poor Chris who was still in the dark) was relieved when things seemed almost back to normal between the five friends. The tension eased and soon they were laughing and joking like they usually did. They talked about the video for "I Drive Myself Crazy" they were going to shoot in LA, and ideas for videos for other songs on their album.
"I can't wait to get on that big sailboat day after tomorrow to film!" Joey exclaimed. "It sounds really cool!"
"Ugh, I can wait!" Lance groaned.
"Well, at least they are going to take a lot of precautions: we're each going to have an inflatable life vest where it can't be seen, or we'll be lashed to the boat, or both." Joey tried to sound reassuring. "And no more storms!"
"I'll just stay on the shore, and they can digitally insert me later." Lance suggested.
"Actually, they could probably do that!" Justin sat up excitedly. "Terry was showin' me some stuff from the new Star Wars, it's amazing how they can combine things now."
"I can't wait for the new movie!" JC jumped in. I think Ewan MacGregor as young Obi-wan is gonna be cool.
"And that Darth Maul looks way bad with his double lightsaber!" Justin added.
JC peeled off his wifebeater and rolled onto his stomach. "Lance, would you put some lotion on my back?" He asked quietly, but Justin noticed. He couldn't help watching as Lance massaged the lotion into JC's skin, wishing he was the one running his hands over his sinewy body...
Lance tried to do it quickly and efficiently, but he could feel Justin's gaze on them.
Finally Justin stood up. "I'm going for a swim." He said curtly, flinging his sunglasses on the lounge.
"I'll go with yah." Joey stood.
JC and Lance looked at each other sadly as they walked away. Things weren't going to get back to normal that easily.
End of Part Six!
To be continued...
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