Sept. 16, 2000 Derikab@Hotmail.com N'Sync with my Premonitions--Part one
This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned. If you are under 18 years of age, please leave now.
Well, I guess you could say that this all started on November 1st. I had a fairly good day. I was actually in Atlanta for about a week to ten days. I was there on business at a dead end job that I hate. The only reason I stay is because the money is somewhat decent. It's better than going around and putting in more applications and going to countless interviews and then getting turned down. I will stay where I am for a while longer until I can't stand it any more. Come bedtime, I was exhausted. Well, the night started fairly good. I was in my dream sleep and had some wonderful dreams.
One of my father, who passed away about a year and a half ago. We were sitting in his office watching a movie while he tapped at his keyboard. It was just one of those father/son bonding moments without talking. Then my head flashed and I was back in my father's office, but this time it was the scene of his suicide. He shot himself and it just replayed itself in my dream over and over.
I woke up screaming to the backfire of a car and began to cry. I happened to be in the room with his when he pulled the trigger. I thought all of these dreams were gone. "Why do I have to bring them up now?" I asked myself.
I laid back down and finally fell back to sleep. The rest of the dreams were pleasant ones. Especially the last dream I had before I woke up.
My birthday was only a week away and I knew the dream was about my own birthday celebration. I had gone to Backstreet in Atlanta and was sittin' at the bar on the balcony sippin' my drink when someone on the dance floor below caught my attention. There was a guy on the dance floor that had on a black tank top and black jeans. He looked like he was the center of attention with about 5 or 6 guys crowded around him. They were all bumpin'-n-grindin' with one another. The next song that came over the system was the remix of N'Sync's "Bye, Bye, Bye". Well the guy that I was watching excused himself and came up to the bar. He picked the chair next to me and ordered a drink. After ordering, he turned around and leaned his back on the bar with his elbows also on the bar for support.
After about a minute of watching the people on the floor dance he turned around and took a swig of his drink. He then looked to his left and noticed me watching him. He just looked at me for a second, and then he smiled.
"Montgomery," I said reaching out my hand, "but you can call me Monty."
"Paul," he replied in my ear. God did he smell good. His sweat was a very intoxicating with the smell of the liquor on his breath and the smoke in the air. I almost melted.
"Haven't seen you around here before," I told him. (I come to Atlanta quite often.)
"Well, I am only in town for a three nights. I will be leaving on the 11th."
"Are you here visiting or for business?"
"I guess you could say that I am here visiting friends," he said with a big smile on his face and although I couldn't really see his eyes that well because it was dark at that bar and he had a cap that was covering his eyes, I thought I could see a mysterious twinkle.
He then asked me what I was doing here alone. I told him that I was celebrating my 25th birthday.
"All by yourself?" he asked.
"Yeah. My family lives in Savannah and my best friends live in a completely different state, plus I am here on business. So I was left to get drinks on my own and have a good time," I stated.
"Well, from now on I guess I'll just buy your drinks for you."
"No," I said, "there is no reason for you to do that."
"Yes there is, it is your birthday. You need to be with someone to help you celebrate."
The clock said 11:43 am when I woke up. I wish more of the dream happened. It was one of those "I wish I had someone" dreams. Well, who knows? Sometime in the future, I am sure of it.
Not much happened over the next five days, except I had the same dream every night. The difference is that as each night went by, the ending got a little longer.
First night we met. The second night we danced a little. Third we went to the lounge and talked. On the fourth night, he asked me if I wanted a little company home. (I knew what this meant. So did my dick. When I woke up, I had a stiffy.) On the fifth night we got as far as the door, then I woke up. I tell you what; I hope that this dream happens. I am starting to get excited about my birthday more and more.
Well, today is my B-day eve. I have nothing big planned, but I hope I get lucky in my dream. I might as well, my real sex life sux. (No pun intended).
At about 11:30 I was getting tired. I guess that run I had this afternoon wore me out. Afterwards, I went swimming in the hotel pool. I always get tired if I go swimming in the afternoon. I don't know why, it just happens.
Well, after lying there for about 15-20 minutes, I started to fall into a deep sleep. I started the dream all over. There was a slight difference, though. I went to the bar as I had dreamed previously and ordered my drink.
I looked over the balcony and someone caught my eye. I looked down and saw a guy with 5 or 6 guys around him dancing. It was the same guy that I had seen in the other dreams. When "Bye, Bye, Bye" came over the system, we walked up to the bar and sat next to me. We started talking after he ordered his drink.
Now the variation comes in. He introduced his name as Josh, not Paul. Well, the rest of the evening went off like the other five dreams I had. We talked at the bar, danced, talked at the lounge and he asked me if I wanted company at my hotel tonight. Well, this time we got out of the bar. We were walking to my car. He was just a little ahead of me like he knew where to go. Without looking, he stepped into the street right in front of a car.
I jumped and grabbed his arm, but the car hit him and his arm was yanked from my hand. I looked up for a second and a flash of lightning bolted through the sky directly overhead.
I woke up sweating. I had a premonition. I know it was a premonition because of the bolt of lightning. In my dreams I don't have the lightning. I once dreamed of a murder of a young man in his apartment. He was killed by being stabbed. I saw the whole thing happen, I just couldn't stop it. I looked out the window and saw a bolt of lightning. I then woke up. I thought that was kind of weird, but thought nothing of it.
While driving to work the next morning, I heard on the radio that there had been a murder of a young man in his apartment. The cause of death: stabbing. (This really happened to me. Scary, huh?) I was a bit shaken, but there was nothing I could do.
What surprised me about the bar dream, was the fact that the name was different. Josh instead of Paul. That threw me for a loop. Oh, well, I will just have to see who will talk to me first, Josh or Paul. I was kinda excited. I knew for a fact that I was going to meet someone tonight; I just hope they didn't get killed!!!!
It was approaching 10:30 and I was getting out of the shower. I got dressed quickly, because I felt that I was running late. I don't know why, there was never a clock in my dream or premonition. So I just decided to take my time. I arrived at the bar at about 11:25 and went to the main bar to get a drink. After ordering, I walked around a bit to see what was happening. It was Thursday and not much was happening. I don't know why it wasn't busy. I guess it was just still too early.
After walking around for about 10 minutes, I went to the bar on the balcony.
I ordered another drink and this time I looked down to see if the guy in the dark hat was dancing. I couldn't see him. About a minute later, there came about seven guys dancing out from underneath the balcony. In the middle of them was the dark hat. I was just looking around and at him. This time he looked up at me and did a semi salute. He acknowledged me. That was NOT in the dream.
The next song that came on the system was not "Bye, Bye, Bye" it was one of their earlier releases. "I want you back." That was two variations so far.
What was next? Well, he came bobbing up the stairs and sat down next to me and ordered a drink. Turned around like I had dreamed and put his elbows on the bar behind him. After looking at the guys back on the floor, he turned around and took a sip and looked at me. I put my hand out for him to shake and started to say my name when he interrupted and said, "Montgomery?"
I was shocked to the point of being scared. I have never seen him before, yet he knew my name. And I don't even live in the city!!!!
"H-H-How do you know my," swallowing hard, "name?" I asked, nervously.
"I don't know," was his reply. "It just came to me."
"Are you Paul or Josh?" I asked.
Now he was the one who looked scared. "I am Josh. How did you know my name?"
"Well, I dreamed that I would meet you tonight. I had a premonition, if you will. I will explain later," I said looking at him. He seemed to calm a little.
We talked for about 15 minutes and then he excused himself to go to the bathroom. I decided not to follow, seeing how I knew the night would end. I figured I could wait. That is if the car doesn't kill him first. Once he was gone, a guy came up to the bar and ordered a drink. When I looked up, I saw he was wearing a dark hat also. My started getting a little worried. He looked at me and started to introduce himself.
"Paul," he said. My face was drained of blood. I had no idea who I was going to have to save from being hit from the car. I thought about my premonition. The person I was going to walk out with was the one in danger.
I started to get feeling back in my face when Josh came back to his seat.
"Well, I better get back to the dance floor," Paul said.
"OK," I responded. I guess Josh is the one I have to look out for.
Josh and I started talking then a song came on and he asked me to go dancing with him. I agreed and we started down the stairs. We danced to about three songs. He was dancing so close that I could smell his pheromones dancing in my nostrils. He was very intoxicating as in my dream. After a while, we headed to the third floor and got the lounge area. I sat down on the couch and he sat in the chair next to me.
We just talked about a little bit of everything. I told him about my job and how much I hated it and about my family. He talked about his family and friends, but didn't mention his job at all. I just guessed he was avoiding it. I didn't pry.
At the moment he finished talking, "Bye, Bye, Bye" came over the sound system.
"GOD!!! I am getting so tired of hearing this song," he said. "They are wearing it out!"
"Hey," I countered, "don't talk bad about N'Sync. I love this group. Especially J.C. He is soo hot!!!!!"
"Really?" he asked with a big smile.
"Hell, yes. Shit, if I could I would give him a blowjob. Hell, I would suck off the entire group"
"Is that so?" he asked. This time with a 'shiteating' grin on his face.
"Yeah. I would love to. But it will never happen. That I know. If I ever even got the chance, I would probably freeze and miss it."
"Well," he said getting up and sitting next to me, "ya never know. By the way, aren't they supposed to be performing tomorrow and Saturday?"
"Yeah," I answered. "I wish I had tickets."
After I answered him, he pressed his lips to mine and started kissing me so tenderly. He then put his tongue on my lips and I parted them and let him fight with my tongue. What started out as a gentle kiss, turned into a few minutes of passion. Still not knowing exactly who Josh was, but at this moment I didn't care. During our kiss, he grabbed my hand and moved it to his lap. I could feel that he was getting hard. It wasn't completely there, but it was getting there fast. I finally broke our kiss and removed my hand and asked if he was staying at a friend's house or a hotel.
"Oh, a hotel."
"Well, you probably won't be missed by anyone for a while, huh?"
"No. Not really."
"Well," I started, "would you like to come back to my hotel?"
"Sounds great to me," he said, smiling big.
We started walking out of the doors and I realized that this was about the time for the car thing. We started down the isle of cars when he said that he would be right back. Just at that moment, I thought that he wasn't coming back. I felt like shit. About a minute later Josh was coming back, but he was talking to a couple walking with him. One of the guys was Paul. I felt sick again. I didn't know who was going in the street first. Well, they got close enough for Josh to introduce Paul and myself and then the other man with Paul. I actually spoke this time.
"Hey," I said. "Good to meet you."
"Same here," they both said.
"Well," Josh started," we have to get going. It was good to meet you."
"Where is your car?" Paul asked me.
"It's on the next street over," I said, pointing.
"Well, so is mine. Why don't we just walk together?
"Fine," Josh said.
When we started walking, Josh started getting ahead of us and I realized that he was going to be hit by the passing car. When we got to the sidewalk, he had just stepped into the street. I ran to him and grabbed his arm. This time, I got him in time. The car swerved to the left, honked and missed him.
"Fuck!!!!!" Josh screamed. "Where the fuck did that car come from?"
"I don't know," I responded.
He then turned to me and kissed me passionately once again and said, "Thank you!"
On the way to my hotel, I told Josh about the premonition. He asked why I didn't stop him earlier then. I told him that didn't know if it was going to be him or Paul.
"In my premonition, I saw a guy walking with me and a dark hat. But I also met a Josh and a Paul. So when he showed up to walk to the car with us, I didn't know who was in danger," I explained.
A couple of minutes later, we pulled into my hotel. It wasn't the best, but it was clean and it had a shower and bed. When we got inside, Josh looked around and I went to the bathroom. When I came out, he asked me if I had to work tomorrow.
"No, why?" I asked him back
"Well, if it is ok with you, why don't we come back to my hotel? It has a fully stocked bar, a jacuzzi and a balcony," he explained.
"Well, OK," I reluctantly agreed. "Just let me grab some clothes for tomorrow."
"You really won't need them, but if you want to, go ahead," he said, smiling at me.
I looked back at him and just smiled.
I packed up a couple of items including my toothbrush and we headed out to his hotel.
He was giving me directions to get there and told me to turn left at out last turn. I realized that we were turning into the Ritz Carlton.
"You're staying here?" I asked with surprise in my voice.
"Yeah," he answered.
"No wonder you wanted to come back here."
"Just wait until you see the room," he said.
When we walked in, it was gorgeous. I have never been able to stay at such a nice place in all my life and now someone I know has to be about the same age as me is staying here for a few days. Now I am beginning to wonder what he does for a living.
When we got into the elevator, he hit the top floor. "Are you in a suite?" I asked.
"Yeah," he answered, nonchalantly.
"Holy shit," I announced. "What do you do for a living to be able to afford this?"
"Not much," he said.
I must have had a puzzled look on my face, because he leaned over and told me to relax and enjoy the night. Then he kissed me. I almost melted again.
Once we arrived in the room, I was awestruck. His suite had about four rooms within it. I was completely amazed. I almost forgot what I was there for and started exploring everywhere. When I got to the last door, he grabbed me and started kissing me again. I didn't fight him at all. I was enjoying this too much. While he was kissing me, he let his hands start walking all over me. He started on my back then moved them to my neck, up over my head, down the sides of my face. He finally started to unbutton my shirt. When he finished, he slid his hands up under my shirt and to my shoulders letting my shirt fall to the floor.
I was following his lead and started pulling his tank top off of his body. His chest was magnificent. Well-shaped pecks with about half-dollar sized nipples. It was like God took a piece of marble and sculpted Josh with his own two hands. He had a body that most teenage boys and middle aged men would only dream of. Not to brag, but I have a well-built body myself, but it was nothing like Josh's.
After taking off his shirt, I reached down and started unbuttoning his jeans and he grabbed my hands.
"Why don't we go to the bedroom where we can be more comfortable?"
"Sounds fine with me," I responded. My dick had gotten even harder at what was going to happen next. I was going to have sex with someone that other guys and girls alike could only dream of.
When we entered the room, he didn't turn the light on, he just lit a candle.
He finally removed the hat. I still couldn't see his eyes, but I figured that there was no need now. I'll see who he is later. He laid me back on the bed and started unbuttoning my jeans. When he lowered my zipper, he was using his teeth. Then he yanked and tugged my pants down to my calves. He then removed my shoes and socks and pulled my pants over my feet.
"Will you excuse me for a minute?" he asked.
"Well, I guess so," I responded, a little disappointed. "But, hurry back."
"I will. Do Not remove anything else or even move," he commanded.
"Yes, sir," I said, saluting.
A minute or two later, he returned with a few things. He had some lube and condoms in one hand and a cloth in the other.
"Well, I know what the condoms and the lube are for but what about the cloth?" I asked
"How much do you trust me?" he asked.
I thought this was a very inappropriate question seeing how we just met. "I don't know. Why?"
"I thought that you would let me blindfold you, only if you trusted me enough and if you were comfortable with the idea. I mean, you can pull it off anytime if you get worried. You definitely won't regret it," he completed.
"I guess so," I said, hesitantly. "But don't do anything too outrageous."
He pulled me into a sitting position and asked me to turn my head. He gently but tightly tied the blindfold over my eyes and he left a part of it hanging in front of my mouth. He noticed this and tucked it on top of the band going across my forehead.
"We can't have this getting in the way, now can we?"
"Not if you want the full pleasure," I said, smiling.
About a second later, he pulled me to a standing position and we started kissing again. This time he was letting his hands cup each of my ass cheeks. He was slowly kneading and pulling them apart. Through the fabric of my briefs, he started fingering my hole. I was getting crazy. He knew this, too. I let my hand fall from his hair to his chest and started fingering each nipple with my thumbs. His lips started departing mine and started exploring my cheeks and neck. When he got to my throat, I threw my head back in ecstasy. By this time, my hands were at his six-pack and were continuing to head south until I touched the top of his jeans. Before unzipping them, I reached around and grabbed his ass and pulled him close to me. I even heard him moan and he returned to my lips with his.
After letting his ass out of its death-grip, I moved back around front and unzipped his jean. I grabbed the jeans at his sides and pushed them down to unwrap the package that I have been craving since I met him earlier. Once they hit his feet, he slowly and carefully sat me back on the bed and got on his knees. He took an extra moment and removed his shoes and socks and then he removed his jeans. It sounded like he threw them to a nearby chair. I heard the change clatter in his pockets.
When he once again returned his attention back to me, he started kissing my lips again. Then he moved down to my neck and then my nipples. He then eased me back to a flat position and continued licking my nipples. His hands were busy exploring other parts of my body. His left hand was busy mussing my hair and his right was busy getting me to full attention. He finally let my nipples breath on their own again and went to my stomach. He continued to slice his tongue across my navel and made its way to the happy trail of hair leading him to heaven.
Before he goes any further, he stands up and I can hear him walking across the room. Now I am getting a little nervous and I almost want to take the blindfold off, but wait to see what happens. Next I hear him open something and hear the electronic click of a piece of equipment. The next thing I hear calms me completely. I hear a light blowing of a trumpet leading into some jazz. I thought this was a nice touch. When he came back to me, his lips went right to my half-hard package. Through my briefs, he started sucking my dick. I started squirming. I was thinking that if it felt this good through my underwear I don't know if I would be able to stand it on my skin.
After about three minutes, he put his hands on my chest and slowly started moving them down my stomach until he got to my waistband. The he grabbed my underwear and started removing them. I lifted my ass off the bed to offer some help. Once they cleared my dick, he had it in his mouth before my underwear hit the floor. Again I started squirming at the feel he was providing me. "Oh God, Josh. You feel so good. Oh, yess," I said in ecstasy.
He started slow then worked his throat all the way down my 8-inch cock. I couldn't believe he could suck this well. I haven't had a blowjob this good for a long time. He continued to deep throat me and I started throwing my head back and forth and I put my hands in his hair. Through all this, I started repeating the word 'yes'. I guess he thought I was getting close so he came off my dick and went to my balls. After getting them all wet, he started going a little lower, licking the area between my balls and my ass.
"Fuck, you are making me soo hot," I told him.
"I better," was all he said before going even lower. He tongue started going between the crack of my ass and before I knew it, he had his tongue on my ass hole. He lifted my legs to my chest to get a better aim and then he used his tongue and lips and drove me wild. All I could do was moan and continue to squirm. He made me feel so good that I wanted this to last for the rest of my life. After licking my hole, he started to insert his tongue in my ass. I couldn't stand it any longer and I reached between my legs and grabbed my dick.
I pumped it about two times when he grabbed my wrists and said, "I am not going to let you do that."
"Oh God, why?" I asked pleading to him with my voice for an answer.
"Because I want to take care of that myself. I don't want you do have to worry about that now. Besides, I want us to come together."
He then lay down on top of me and began kissing me again. I immediately reached for his dick, and realized he still had on his boxers. I started to reach in the dick hole to pull it out, but decided to get rid of the clothes all together.
I broke our kiss and told him to stay on the bed and enjoy. I got on the floor and grabbed his waistband and pulled his boxers off of him and felt my way up his legs. They were as hard as columns, and were covered with hair. What color I could not tell you. I still had the blindfold on. I moved my hands to his inner thigh and got to his balls. I held onto them for a second or two and then found the base of his dick. When I started working my way up, I could feel each and every vein. I was thinking this guy was a Greek God. Well on my travel upward, I was beginning to wonder if his dick ended. It felt way bigger than mine. I finally reached the head and he had precum leaking. So I took my index finger and smeared it over the head and pumped his dick a couple of times to get more of his precum out. It worked.
He had one big drop from what I could feel. Well, I just had to taste it
I started on his dick at the base with my tongue. I licked my way up what I figured was about 9 inches and when I reached the head, I licked his precum off and boy did it taste like a sweet piece of candy. Well, I took the head in my mouth and he quickly gasped for air. On his exhale, he whispered, "Oh fuck. You sure know how to suck a dick."
"You haven't felt nothin' yet," I told him.
"Oh, shit," was all he said throwing his head back on the bed.
I started sucking his dick even faster and with more pressure. He even started bucking his hips and fucking my face. After a few minutes, I let his dick go so I could taste his balls. They tasted just as good. He was driving me wild with the taste of his skin, and I was driving him wild with my mouth. He interrupted my thoughts when he said that he wanted to change positions. I almost didn't let his dick go, but I figured, oh well.
He told me to get on my hands and knees and to face the end of the bed. He told me where to stop so that I would fall off and he stood in front of me with his dick sticking straight out pointing at my willing mouth. I was waiting for him to let me know he was there when his dick touched my lips. I opened and he started slowly fucking my face. He was good at this. He knew exactly what he was doing. Only this time when I was sucking him, he was making more noises. Sucking in air, moaning and so on.
Each time that he suggested we change positions, he would alternate making noises and then not. I was wondering if I was doing everything right or if this was just the way he was. I didn't let it bother me too much. I had other things to take care of. The last time he said he wanted to change positions, I told him that I wanted to lay on my back with my head hanging over the side of the bed so he could fuck my face. He agreed.
When he put his dick in my mouth, he started face-fucking me. I was loving every minute of it. Then he started getting a little too rough and started choking me. When he did, I grabbed his ass instead of his hips and noticed that it was hairy. When I pulled his boxers off, I got a small feel and noticed that they were completely smooth and firm. Now I was wondering what was going on.
I finally got a grip on his hips and pulled him out of my mouth. Then removed my blindfold and sat with my feet and hip on the edge of the bed with my arm holding me up for support. "What is going on here, Josh?"
"Nothin'. Why?" He sounded worried.
"Well, when I removed you boxers, I felt your ass and it was smooth now it is hairy. Turn the light on will you. The candle burned out."
"No it didn't. I blew it out," he responded.
"Why?" I asked.
Then the light came on. I covered my eyes until they adjusted. I removed my hands and saw five guys standing there in front of me in nothin' but the flesh. I looked over at Josh and noticed that he looked very familiar. I then looked back at the other guys and saw their faces.
"Oh My God!!!!! Your N'Sync!!!!" I said in shock and fell off the bed.
Josh came over and helped me up. "Well, you said that you would probably freeze if you got the chance to suck them off, so that is why I blindfolded you."
"Oh, shit!! Your...."
"J.C." he said interrupting me.
Next to him stood Joey then Chris and Justin. At the end of the line stood Lance. I can't believe this is happening to me. I actually sucked the dick of every N'Sync member.
I almost fell over again and JC caught me and sat me on the bed.
"Are all of you guys gay?" I asked.
Justin looked at me and said, "Chris, Joey and myself prefer girls, but, hey, a blowjob's a blowjob."
"And you?" I asked looking at Lance.
"I'm bi."
I looked over at JC. He was just smiling a great big smile.
"Well, happy birthday," Joey said.
Then the others followed suit and repeated it.
Justin looked at me and asked, "Are we through or are we continuing?"
I looked at JC and said, "We are definitely continuing." Then gave him a hard, wet kiss.
I took my position on my hands and knees and Justin walked up and let me suck him some more. I was having a blast when he pulled out and Joey put his dick on my tongue. All this time, JC was behind me with his tongue in my ass. God, he sure made me feel good. Next was Chris' turn. I sucked him for a while, while the others were jacking off. I reached to my right and grabbed Lance's dick and pulled him closer and slowly pumped his dick in my hand. It then came Lance's turn to get sucked. His dick is the same girth as JC but it is about 10 1/2 inches long. Well, it finally came his turn to get his dick sucked. When I started sucking, he started making noises and throwing his head all around. He was repeating, 'Oh God' over and over again. After a couple of minutes he started getting too excited. I tried to stop in time, but was unable to. I pulled off and told him to cum on my chest and quickly turned over. JC quickly pulled his tongue out of my ass and moved so my feet wouldn't hit him in the head.
He did, too. With such force he started shooting from my head and it landed on my dick. Well, that set everyone else off. Joey was the next to shoot his load. He followed Lance's example and shot on my stomach and chest. Now Chris and Justin started about the same time and they completely covered me. By the time they all finished, they were exhausted. Justin, Chris and Joey each grabbed my hand and said thanks and once again wished me a happy birthday. When Lance started to leave, he went and whispered something in JC's ear. JC said, "Sure," throwing his hand up in the air as if he was motioning where I was. "Go ahead."
Lance then came over to my stomach and stuck out his tongue. He licked from my stomach to my chest and picked up as much cum as possible and went back to my dick and sucked it for a minute before pulling off. When he did, he once again licked my torso to pick up more cum. He got more than the first pass and came up to kiss me. When he did, I could taste the S the Y the N and the C out of N'Sync. I couldn't believe he was kissing me with JC watching and then Justin', Chris' and Joey's and including his own cum was mixing with our lips and tongues. It was so hot, I almost came. I probably would have, except he pulled away and looked at my eyes and said, "Happy Birthday, Monty."
"Thank you, Lance." Then he gave me another peck on the lips and turned to walk away. Then I noticed his ass. He was the hairy one. He was the one that blew this whole surprise. But he did have a fine ass.
"I guess I better get cleaned up and go," I said.
"Why?" JC asked. "I have another gift for you."
With that I stood up and took my index finger and ran it up my torso and got a good bit of cum on it and moved it over to JC's mouth. He took my finger and sucked all the cum off of it. The he used his tongue to grab some and then he kissed me and pressed his body to mine, smearing the cum of his band mates between us.
He slowly lowered us both to the bed and he never let his mouth leave mine. After about a minute of squirming, I ended up being on top of him with out mouths still locked together. I slowly lowered my face to his chest and began to lick his nipples again. This time they were covered with the other's cum and I got a mixture of his skin with the sweet taste of their jizz. I continued down his torso and licked more of the cum off and swallowed every drop that I collected. When I finally reached his dick, a few drops had fallen and landed on his pubes when we were standing and I happily cleaned it up. Then I inserted his dick in my mouth and began sucking even harder than before. I was so turned on, that I needed to cum so bad.
JC then suggested that we get in the 69 position so he could pleasure me also. I readily agreed and turned my ass and let it stick up in the air so he could suck on my cock. When he started sucking my dick, he let his hands go to my ass and started pulling my ass cheeks apart as he had done with my underwear on. He then let my dick go and started sucking my nuts. Well, I had wanted to do the same to his, so I followed his example. I started sucking on his bull nut and could only get one at a time. Mine weren't quite as big, but no one has ever been able to get them both in their mouth, except JC. Unless his mouth was bigger, I has no idea how he was doing it. Finally he started licking the place in between my ass and balls. I had the idea that he wanted to eat my ass again, so I brought my knees closer to me and lowered my ass to his face. This is exactly what he wanted. He began to tongue fuck me like there was no tomorrow.
Now I was getting even hotter. With that thought, I took my arms and lifted JC legs so that I could get a clear shot of his asshole. When it was exposed with all of its glory, I could see a light dusting of hair come down his crack and then spread to either side of his hole. It reminded me of Bugs Bunny when he would ski down the slopes and have one ski go on either side of the tree and Daffy would follow and always hit the tree. Well, my tongue was going to be Daffy. I was going to hit his asshole with my tongue and he was gonna love it.
When I finally hit his hole, he let go of mine and started sucking air and tightening his hole as much as possible. I just kept on licking. I knew that he would loosen up eventually. JC then started talking. I couldn't understand him with his legs covering my ears, so I asked him to repeat it.
"I usually don't let guys do this to me."
"Well, I could stop if you want."
"You better not!!" he said, almost demanding. "I don't know what you are doing, but no one had ever made it feel this good."
"Well, I try." Then I went right back to eatin' his ass.
He eventually got used to the feel and pleasure and started back on my ass. He loved to eat ass, I could tell. He was doing everything just perfect. After a little while longer, he pulled off of my ass for a second or two. When he got back to it, he had replaced his mouth with a finger. He started rubbing the outside very lightly. I was just moaning away. Then he started putting more pressure on in until it finally slipped in. I guess I must have been moaning a little too loud, because the door to the bedroom opened and Lance came in, still nude, and said, "Can you two keep it down a little?
The other guys are trying to sleep."
"I'll try," I said between gasps of air.
When I could finally open my eyes, I saw that Lance had not left yet and was getting excited. He didn't touch himself, but he really wanted to. Again I started with the moaning and JC told Lance to get his boxers and put them in my mouth. Lance counteracted and said, "Well, I do have something better that he could use."
"Maybe next time, Lance," JC finished.
"Fine," Lance said very disappointed. He walked over to pick up JC's boxers and started folding them until there was a ball of fabric big enough to put in my mouth. When he brought it over, I grabbed Lance's dick and sucked if for about 15 seconds before pulling off. He put the boxers in my mouth and started walking away. When he got the door, he turned and looked back at me. I just winked and smiled through a mouthful of JC's underwear. Then he walked out and closed the door.
By this time, JC had put his legs back down and pulled me up so that I was sitting on his face. I was loving every wave of pleasure his tongue and finger was sending through me. He told me to get up and to lay on the bed with my legs up so he could finger me better. I did as he said and lifted my legs so that my knees were on my chest and his hand was on my ass. He started using spit as our lubricant. After about a minute, I was so wet that he didn't need any more lube. He was making my 25th birthday one of the best. After about 10 minutes of alternating between fingers and his tongue, he stopped and laid on top of me. He pulled his underwear out of my mouth and started kissing me again. When he finally broke our kiss, he looked me in the eyes and asked, "Can I make love to you?"
In the back of my mind, I was hoping he would do so; I just wasn't expecting him to ask. Usually, the other guys I have been with, which haven't been many, didn't ask, they just got me ready and then, 'wham' it was happening. I guess it was one of the most emotional moments for me. Here was a guy that just happens to be part of the biggest selling pop groups of all time asking me if he can make love to me. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Although I was about to fall to pieces inside, I looked at him and said, "Yes."
He brought his lips to mine once more and kissed me tenderly. Next he told me to lie back on the bed. Once I did, he put my ankles on his shoulders. He reached for the nightstand and picked up the bottle of lube. In the back of my mind, I was secretly hoping that he wouldn't reach for the condoms. I wanted to feel him inside of me completely. I didn't want to feel a dick with plastic on it. I know this is very unsafe, but I felt such a strong connection to JC, that I was just hoping. When he finished lubing himself, and me he put the lube back on the table and reached for a condom. About a minute later, he pulled my legs up higher and I realized that although he reached for the condom, he didn't put it on. I was happy, but also wondering why he didn't. At the moment he lined up, I didn't have a care in the world, except would he split me wide open. He was about 9 inches in length, but he was thicker than what I have been used to in the past. At that point, I just gritted my teeth and took whatever pain that happen to come to me.
As gentle as JC was, he not once hurt me. I was not loose by any means, except for the fingering that he gave me earlier. But he just moved very slowly. He was watching my face very close and if he saw a glimpse of pain in my face, he would stop so that I could get used to it. Once I did, he would move a little more. When he finally got his pubes on my ass, he stayed where he was for about a minute to let my body get used to the feeling of being completely filled. Once I gave him a smile, that was his queue to start. He slowly started withdrawing his dick and once he got to the head, he would slowly push it back all the way to the hilt.
"God, you feel so good inside of me. Please don't stop," I pleaded.
"I have no intentions to. At lease not for a while."
After about 10 minutes in this position, I lowered my legs to each side of him still keeping open enough for him to continue to make love to me. When I did, he knew that I wanted him to kiss me. He lowered himself down on my chest, moving my hard dick out of the way first, and began kissing my neck. He then went to my ears. He found what drove me crazy. Then he slowly moved up my cheek to my mouth, all without missing a beat of thrusting. Still slowly, he continued to thrust into me. When he pushed all of him into me, he ended up hitting that special place, and he knew it. I began moaning into his mouth and he in mine. I knew that there was a possibility that Lance was probably listening at the door, so I moaned just a little louder, for his sake.
Well, about 5 minutes later, he told me to turn over and lay on my stomach. I did what he told me and tried not to let him slip out of me, but it happened anyway. Once I was finally in position, he lined up once again and, still gently; he slid all the way into me. Once there, he laid his stomach and chest on my back and grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers like a couple holding hands would do. With every thrust upward, he would use his toes for leverage to go as far as he had length to do so. And with every thrust he kept hitting that special spot.
While I was enjoying this greatly, he put his hand under my right side and pulled me to my left side and wrapped his arms around me. I brought my legs up a little closer to my chest. He ended up doing the same and made love to me in the 'spoon' position for what seemed like forever. With his left hand, he pushed my chin up to the right so that I could once again kiss him while my head rested on his bicep. His right hand was rubbing all over my chest and stomach. The he moved to my dick and grabbed it and slowly started pumping it. JC was sending waves of pleasure through me that I don't ever remember have before. Some places on me were tingling that I had no idea were supposed to feel great during sex.
About a minute later, his voice cut through the jazz playing in the background.
"Oh, God, Monty!! You feel so good. I love your body against my skin. It almost feels electric."
All I could do was to continue to moan.
"Let's change positions once more, please," he asked.
"Anything for you," was all I could think to say.
The last position he put us in, was me sitting on his lap. He laid on his back and told me to sit down on his lap. As I did, he guided his cock back to my hole and I sunk down all the way. He then grabbed my legs and pulled them out to lay on each side of him. When he finished this, he sat up and put his arms around me. I did the same. In the position we were in, there wasn't much movement, put there was enough for us both to feel the friction between us. Each time he bucked his hip upward; I threw my head back in ecstasy and ran my hands through his hair. God he felt so good. I didn't know it was possible to make someone feel this good.
He reached up and grabbed my head and lowered it to meet his lips. I took advantage of this position. I could feel him all over and still kiss him. This was by far the best position. We both enjoyed kissing a lot, so this was made for us. About three minutes later, I noticed that he started bucking his hips just a little faster. I knew that he was getting close. So was I. I haven't touched my dick in about an hour, which was about how long we have been making love. Although JC had pumped it a little, it was nowhere near ready to shoot. I was almost getting to that point.
As his climax neared, he started kissing me more passionately. No more than a minute later, he grabbed my back tightly and pulled me to him tightly. I knew he was cumming. I could feel him shoot up inside me, since he didn't have on a condom. I knew that his seed was in me for a while to come. During his climax, I started shooting all between us, without myself or JC touching my dick. I shot straight up, hitting he and I on the bottom of our chests. We were so close that it couldn't reach any higher.
We stayed in this position until our climaxes had completely passed. He then broke our kiss and put his head on my chest. I just wrapped my arms around his head while he wrapped his arms around my back. We sat like this for a couple of minutes with him still inside me, until he opened his mouth and said something to me. I guess I was in shock with what he said, because I grabbed the side of his face and turned it to face mine and asked him to repeat what he just said.
"I can't explain it. I just do."
"No!" I exclaimed, "Repeat only what you just said."
"I love you!" he said, kind of embarrassed.
"Can you really tell me that after only a few hours you can say that and mean it?" I asked, hoping he would say 'yes'.
"Honestly, I think I can. I just feel this strong connection between the two of us that I can't explain."
"Well, I can." He looked me in the eyes waiting for an explanation. "It's your dick in my ass," I said smiling.
"NO!!," he said, pushing me and making me fall back on the bed.
I fell back giggling and he pulled himself out of me with an audible 'pop', and came up to lay next to me.
"I'm serous."
"I know. I just couldn't resist. I mean it was connecting us. I know what you mean. I feel it to. It's as if we were meant to be together."
"Yeah," he said, eyes gleaming. "Like sole mates or something."
"I think that is exactly what it is. So I guess this is what is considered 'Love at first sight'. Well the only problem is your touring and I have a job that I have to do."
"Don't worry," he said, holding me again. "We'll think of something."
As we lay there, we both started drifting off to sleep when his voice pulled me back to the conscience. "Happy birthday, Monty!"
I turned my head to face his and responded, "Thank you, JC. You have made this the best birthday ever. I love you, too."
I reached down and got the covers that were now at the end of the bed and pulled them over both of us and JC put his torso in my back with his arm draped over me as we finally fell into dreamland. Both of us smiling.
To be continued..........
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