On the Streets

By James

Published on Mar 28, 2002

Gay

I don't know the Backstreet Boys, or N'Sync, nor is this story meant to imply anything about their sexuality, their private lives or their life choices. Please don't take any of this seriously, it is just a story, nothing more. Nothing in this story is real, it is the product of the author's imagination. That's enough disclaimers I think...

Now some suggestions, seeing as everyone else seems to be doing it. My favourite stories are: Forever (Kevin) Jamie's Romance (Justin) My New Life (Lance) JC's Hitchhiker (JC) Get Another Boyfriend (Kevin) Whiplash (Kevin) Blind Date (Lance) My Surprise Romance (Lance) Josh and Just (Duh!) Lottery Winner (Joey) That's it, I know there are more I read that I haven't mentioned, but I can't remember them right now, sorry!

On The Streets - Part 29

Boxing day went by really quickly. It was fun - Britney and some of the N'Sync guys came over, and I got to talk to Britney while Kevin spent his time with JC in the music room. They actually gave us a present together - all six of them to both of us, it was a clock, a really beautiful one at that, it looked antique, made of something like mahogany, but they said it was like a housewarming present as the two of us had moved in together. We thanked them, and gave them the presents we got them, they were only small things, like clothes or books, that sort of thing. JC and Kevin spent about two and a half hours in the music room, and you could faintly hear them tapping away at the keys, and occasionally you could hear raised voices like they were arguing over something to do with the music. Eventually they came out, Kevin had a folder in his hand, and he gave me a happy smile as he walked past. He ushered them out the front door, all of them, which really pissed me off cos I was in the middle of a conversation with Britney.

"We finished." He said to me as he wrapped me in his arms.

"What did you finish?"

"JC's helping with the music for our next album, he contributed some music, and helped me write some more. The last two or three are gonna be Nick's work."

"Hold on, JC helped?" He nodded with a confused look on his face. "I thought you said that your bands were like 'enemies', what happens to your image if people find out about him helping you?"

"Jared, look at us. Look at the Backstreet Boys, heck, look at N'sync as well, we're not children any more. We're not a boy band anymore. It's time we all grew up. I don't get how we got the name boy band - when we started I was over 20, same as Chris Kirkpatrick was for N'sync. Now Chris is pushing 30, I'm 31. It's time we dropped that image, hopefully if we can collaborate on each others' projects, that will do it. JC hasn't told anyone in his group yet though, we're trying to forge a place for ourselves, but I haven't told the guys yet either. I'm gonna tell them tomorrow when we see them all." I looked at Kevin, I wasn't really sure what he was talking about: did he mean that he was going to completely change the style of the group, change what they sung about? I wasn't sure, and although I did care what happened, I wasn't sure if it mattered - I was sure that Kevin knew what he was doing.

We took Kevin's brothers and his mum back to the airport, and watched them board the plane, I think the problems Jerald had had with me were basically over, he was acting pretty normally this morning, and most of the time he had been here he hadn't been as much of a jerk as he had been when we went to visit them in Kentucky.

The next day:

Kevin had arranged for all the guys to get together on the 27th as they hadn't seen each other on Christmas day or Boxing day. I had to go into the doctors later that morning, as my cast could be taken off today. I was so grateful to finally have it off, and I spent most of the morning after that scratching my arm up and down. It felt so good! And now that my wrist wasn't cased in plaster I could move my hand around properly, but I still had a support on my hand, so Kevin still told me to take it easy, and he wouldn't let me help with the cooking. Brian arrived early with Leighanne, and she went into the kitchen, Kevin was cooking again. About 1, I heard a knock at the door and jumped up to get it. Waiting outside was everyone else: there was Nick, who had dropped off his brother at his parents' house that morning, there was Howie and his girlfriend, Lisa, and there was AJ and his girlfriend, Amanda. I ushered them all in. We all sat down in the living room, and talked for a while. About half an hour later, Kevin finally came out the kitchen, and told us lunch was ready. Fortunately, there was enough room at the dining room table for the 9 people who were here today, so we sat down and had a full roast meal. After the meal, we all sat in the living room, squashed onto the seats a bit, but we all just sat around talking. I could feel Kevin getting tense - he was getting ready to tell the guys about their collaboration with JC and presumably the rest of N'Sync. Before he had the chance though, AJ stood up.

"Hey everyone, before anyone starts leaving, I wanted to make a little announcement. Amanda, would you come here?" She walked over and stood by him. He looked into her eyes and started. "Guys, Amanda and I have been seeing each other for almost a year now, and on Christmas Eve, I asked her to marry me. She said yes, so we're getting married the beginning of February." I think there was a moment of surprise, I have to admit, AJ doesn't seem like the type to get married, but Kevin had told me that he'd quieted down a bit since he'd been in rehab for his depression. I guess he was just ready to settle down. The room started breaking out in smiles, and everyone started clapping and saying their congratulations. Everyone was really happy for AJ and Annie, and they were smiling really broadly, glad that everyone approved. I noticed that Nick did get quiet after a while, I guess this just reinforced his problems, he was still alone. I hoped he would talk to Kevin today. A few minutes after the applause from that started dying down, Kevin stood up and said that he had an announcement too.

"You're not getting married too are you?" Brian asked with an incredulous look on his face, and the other guys just looked between me and Kevin.

"Errr...no." Kevin answered back. "My announcement is more business related. He paused for a second, cleared his throat, then started. What a drama queen. "I've written our next album." There was a moment of complete silence, then sudden uproar. All the guys were around Kevin, and shouting things at him.

"What do you mean, you've just gone and written it? Without consulting us, or talking to us about the songs?"

"Yeah Kev, you're supposed to include us in the creative process remember, that's what a group does!"

"Say we're part of this group too you know, you're supposed to let us do some of it, otherwise you might as well just go solo!" Everyone was shouting at him, and I was about to jump up to defend him, but he had it under control.

"Everyone shut up and listen!" There were a couple of huffs and puffs from the group, but they gradually sat down. "Now, listen, there are still a couple of tracks to write, maybe three of four at most. I want you guys to write them. But, there's a reason I wrote the music without consulting you guys. Let me explain.

"You guys know that we've still got the boyband image, just. Thing is we're getting a bit too old now for that image to carry on. I think I've worked out a way for us to carry on making music, and forge a new image for ourselves, and help out some of our friends at the same time. I've had this plan a long time in the working, and I know it will work. I've had our marketing sector run tests and polls and I've had the publicity guys draw up some drafts for advertising and promotions that sort of thing. But first, I want you guys to have a look at these. He handed them the folder that I saw him come out of the music room with JC with yesterday. Brian and Nick held it, and AJ and Howie read over their shoulders. Brian started humming, and Nick started quietly mouthing the words. I could hear the strong melody already, it wasn't dissimilar from normal pop band stuff, but it had a slightly stronger feel to it, almost classical, but I couldn't make it out, it was too quiet.

The song finished, and they turned to the next, and the next, and the next. "Kev, these are great, I don't get it though, how did you write so many so quick?"

"JC helped me."

"JC? As in N'Sync JC?" Nick asked.

"Yes. That's the point, I think we can get over our 'boyband' image by doing exactly this: working together, we can make sounds which more people will appreciate. Between N'Sync and the Backstreet Boys, we have a market of about 70 million in the US alone. If we can both capitalise on one another's markets by working together, and we can improve our image by not seeming to be fighting all the time, then, well, it can only be good for us right?" Kevin looked at the guys, partially pleading, and partially trying to get them to just give in. I knew Kevin had a strong will, but could he make all the guys see his side of the plan?

There was a moment of silence, before Brian finally spoke up.

"Kevin, I'm not too sure about your plan, it sounds good in theory, but really, what are the chances of all of us being able to work together?"

"Bri, please, consider it, just give it a chance. You've seen the new songs, how good they are, and that's just two of us working together. Imagine what will happen if we all work together, or in larger groups, mixing the bands to write songs. We could control so much of the music market, and make a new image for ourselves. It's time we faced the facts: we're not gonna be round forever." The guys seemed uncomfortable, Howie was fidgeting a lot, Brian rubbed his hand along the back of his neck.

"Fine Kev, we'll consider it, give us a bit of time. JC hasn't told the N'Sync guys yet has he? I spoke to Justin yesterday." Nick said.

"No he's telling them today."

"Fine, just give us a chance to look it over, and think about it. We'll talk again in about a week's time." Brian stood up.

"You don't have to go now Brian." Kevin said.

"Nah Kev, it's getting pretty late, and Leigh and I have got a long drive home. We'll see you in a week cus." Brian went to Kevin and hugged him, and Leighanne kissed him goodbye, and they left. Howie stood up next, went through exactly the same routine and left. AJ left a few minutes later, none of the guys had said anything to one another in all the time since Brian left, and he walked out, and finally Nick stood up, stretched, and said goodbye. Kevin and I were left alone in the living room, the remains of the day left on the table. I was sat on the couch while Kevin sat on an armchair, he had collapsed back into it once Nick had left. I was afraid to turn around to look at him, I was scared cos I knew he'd be upset. I still couldn't console Kevin very well, I just hadn't worked out how to. Finally I decided that making him happy was more important than serving my own needs, and I turned around. He was sitting there his hands clutching the arms of the chair, and he was sobbing soundlessly. I got up and walked over to him. Now here's what I found difficult - do I hug him? Do I just rub his back? Kevin always knew what to do with me, to calm me down, but I couldn't give what I got, and it upset me. I took his hand in mine, and sat down on the edge of the arm.

"Kevin, I love you." Kevin stopped sobbing. "I'm not sure if I understand your plan entirely, but the guys didn't refuse it, they just need some time to think it over, by the sounds of things, you're planning a whole new life for them, and they need to think about that sort of thing. Give them a chance." Kevin squeezed my hand tighter, and when I turned to look at him, he was nodding gently.

"You always know what to say to make me feel better." Kevin smiled weakly at me. I always know what to say? Is he mad? He paused for a minute or so. "Nick wants us to come over tomorrow, he told me when he hugged me to say goodbye. He said you don't have to come if you don't want to, as he said you already know what he wants to talk about with me." Kevin looked up at me questioningly. I had told Nick I wouldn't talk to Kevin about what was going on with him, I hoped he'd understand, or rather I'd hoped that Kevin wouldn't find out. His eyes were still red and puffy from crying, and he stood up, letting go of my hand and walked into the kitchen. I followed him a moment or two later.

"Kev, you know I'd tell you what it's about, but Nick really wants to tell you himself, it's something really personal, I didn't think you'd mind, it's nothing to do with our relationship, at least not directly, so I thought..."

"You thought what Jared?" Kevin said quietly. "You thought it would be okay to keep the truth from me? To lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you! I never said anything that isn't true, and just cos I didn't tell you about Nick doesn't mean that I'm keeping something important from you, it's just he didn't want me to tell you. It's his problem, and he wanted to tell you!" I started shouting, I was losing my temper. Was I really in the wrong with this?

"Look Jared, we agreed to be truthful with one another, how can you stand there and tell me it's not important that you didn't tell me something, when we agreed to that. I can't be in a relationship where we don't trust each other Jared, I hate liars Jared."

"You hate liars huh? Well you called me a liar earlier, so you hate me do you? And you obviously don't trust me, maybe we shouldn't be in this relationship at all." I said, and turning, I walked out the room. I heard Kevin call me, I grabbed his car keys and ran out the front door. As I pulled out the driveway, I saw Kevin appear in his front doorway, and then I was gone. I didn't know where I was going: I still didn't know my way around very well, and soon I was lost.

I sat in a parking lot somewhere, and dropped my head to the steering wheel, and I started to cry. I'd lost him, the single most important thing in my life, and I'd lost him, all because I hadn't told him about something Nick had done, this was all his fault, he...no, no it wasn't Nick's fault, it was mine. I needed Kevin. It was that simple, I wanted him so badly right now, that when I looked up from the steering wheel, I could almost see him walking towards me.

"Kevin!" I said in shock. He really was walking towards me. I started to turn the ignition again, but my hands didn't want to work, my eyes were all blurry because of the tears, and I couldn't think straight. He opened the passenger side door and climbed in.

"Wherever you go, I'm going with you." Kevin said. I started thinking back over the argument we had, I didn't get it.

"What did I do wrong Kevin, I don't understand."

"I know you don't, that's why I came after you." Now I was really confused. "You don't understand, and that's why it's not your fault, the fact is you may have been more in the right than me, but when we started arguing about it, you didn't know how to react, so you got angry. There was only one person shouting in that kitchen Jared. You're still not used to the fact that we will fight sometimes, and some fights may never be resolved, they're just things we disagree on. But no matter how many fights we have, no matter how many issues remain unresolved, I will always love you Jared, and that's why you've got to stop running off in my car!" Kevin finished with a smile. I looked down at the steering wheel.

"I'm stupid, I'm so bad at relationships. I can't do it Kevin. I mean look at me, the only friends I've got are you and the guys, that's it. Even the most pathetic person has friends they didn't meet through their boyfriend or partner or whatever. I'm just crap with people, why the fuck can't I be more like you?!" I was angry again, but this time with me. I looked over at Kevin, and he looked at me in surprise. "What?"

"You...you just said you wished you were more like me." Kevin stuttered out.

"Yeah, I do."

"I wanted to be more like you." What? Why the hell would he want that. I cast an unbelieving gaze in his direction. "No, I really did, I really admire you Jared, you're stronger and smarter than I'll ever be."

"But look at the things I've done, I'm a horrible person Kev, you should never wish you could be more like me. But you, that's a different thing. You're talented, kind, loving, all things I just can't do."

"Jared, you're all those things. I've never seen someone so talented, kind and loving as you. Don't you remember when you first offered to give Nick English lessons? That was probably the kindest thing anyone's ever done for him. As for loving, well, I'll vouch for that, I can feel how much you love me when I'm with you, you mean everything to me Jared, and part of the reason for that is because I know you love me, no matter what you say. I've never felt love come from someone so strongly before. And talented? Well I don't know about talents you had before you joined us, but we've seen you dance, do acrobatics, and teach incredibly well, if those aren't talents, then you might as well just say things like singing and song-writing, which is all I can do, aren't talents."

From Kevin's point of view<<

I looked over at Jared with a worried glance, I hoped he believed me, I knew everything I said was true, but I also knew that Jared's self-esteem was all but gone. I had to find some way to help him.

"Can we go home Kevin?" He mumbled.

"Sure. You want me to drive?" He nodded, and climbed out the car. We swapped sides, me going round the back and him the front. Once we'd climbed back in, I took his hand, and put it on the gear stick, then laced my hand over the top of it. I needed to feel him, and I hoped he would understand, that everything was ok. We were home in five minutes, Jared had driven in a sort of semi-circle, so it was a short ride back. We got out the car, and went up to the front door. Once inside, Jared grabbed me in a bone-crushing hug, I could barely breathe. Once he let me go, he took my face in his hands and started kissing me over and over. I enjoyed the feel of his tongue as it entered my mouth, and he pushed me up against the wall. He started unbuttoning my shirt, and he threw it to the side, I had a wifebeater on underneath. Jared licked and kissed my collar bone and then pulled off his own shirt to reveal his broad shoulders. I loved the feel of his shoulder muscles, they were always so firm and defined. But the feel of his tongue and lips on my collar bone brought me back from my thoughts. He grabbed my wifebeater and ripped it right down the middle. He wrapped his arms around my chest, and lifted me about six inches off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I've never done this with another guy before, it actually felt good though. Jared held my weight easily. Man, he was so strong, it was incredible to feel his muscles working to lift me. We walked up the stairs, or rather he did, I just held on for the ride. At the top, Jared walked into our bedroom, and lowered me to the bed. I think I was going to enjoy the fact he had his cast off this morning, right now. He grabbed my jeans and unbuttoned them, and then pulled them most of the way off with one hard pull. Then he dropped his own jeans, and stepped out of them. He had no underwear on, and so he still had to pull mine off. He stood for a moment though, naked, practically glowing, he looked so hot. Then I felt him reach for my boxers. My eyes were still fixed on his. The boxers were off, and he laid down on top of me, my arms and legs wrapping around him.

"I'm gonna make love to you until you pass out." Jared whispered in my ear huskily. And so it began. Jared plunged into my ass while kissing me and I moaned into his mouth, and he fucked me. He made love to me, then he fucked me, and so it went on well into the night. Part of the time, it felt like he was making long, passionate love to me, he was my Jared, he was kissing me and stroking me, and then for part of the time, it was like when we first met, and he was fucking me furiously and pounding into me. He didn't even look down at me while he did this, he let his sweat dribble onto me, and he never kissed me or stroked me while he was like this. I'm not sure which one I preferred. I know this sounds strange, I should prefer the one where Jared made love to me, and if I was looking to be made love to, that's fine. But for pure sexual enjoyment, I think the hard fucking turned me on the most. He was incredible, I wish I could word it, so that I could say it to him. He kept up for a couple of hours at least, and after I pumped one load onto the bed (we had changed position several times), and my ass clamped down on his cock, he came inside me for the second or third time, and then we fell together onto the bed, and slept.

*** The Next Morning - Jared's Point of View

Last night was, well, incredible. I don't know why, but Kevin carried on saying all these wonderful things about me, and last night I cried myself to sleep, because I was so happy. Even as I rested my head on my pillow last night, I felt tears of joy running down my face. Kevin and I made love for hours, he was an incredible man, in more than one respect, and I woke up this morning with his beautiful face right next to mine. I just pulled him closer to me, and kissed him. He started to stir, so I relaxed my hold a bit, but I was hard, again, so I was hoping we could have a repeat performance.

"Morning Jar'." He mumbled, I loved it when he spoke quietly, cos his accent came through very strongly, and it was so sexy.

"Good morning Kev." I answered him. "Sleep well?" I said with a smile on my face.

"Very, last night was incredible. I think I saw God a few times." Kevin said with a chuckle. Ok, blasphemy aside, that is a very expressive way of putting it. "Are you ok now?" Kevin asked me with a concerned look in his eyes. With a smile I nodded my head. "I want to apologise again for yesterday, what I did in the kitchen, well, I shouldn't have. Nick is your friend too, and if he wants to tell you something, and not tell me right away, then you shouldn't have to tell me, ok? I'm really sorry." I stroked the side of Kevin's face, and kissed him. His whiskers were longer than normal, and they scratched the edges of my lips. My morning hard-on was still there, and, noticing my hips grinding next to his as we kissed, Kevin cast his eyes south. "God, you're like the Energizer bunny aren't you?" I smirked at Kevin, and he leant in for another kiss.

A Few Hours Later - Kevin's Point of View

"I'll see you later Jared." I said as I kissed him goodbye, I was going to see Nick. "If you need to get hold of me, don't forget I'm speed dial 1 on the phone ok?" He nodded and we kissed again. I really needed to get going, before we started anything new. So, with a pout on his lips, I walked out the front door, he changed his expression just in time so I could see his smile as I walked out. I knew what he was gonna be doing - going on the internet. I'd shown him how to use it on his laptop since my computer got stolen, and he surprised me the other day when he showed me some of the cough cough stuff he'd downloaded. I was at Nick's house in about 10 minutes.

"Hey Kev." Nick said as he answered the door. I walked inside, dreading what was coming.

To Be Continued... End of Part 29

Wow, I didn't realise I'd ever get this far with this story, I worked out that if it's all in one word document then it's over 250 pages long, I didn't think I could ever write that much. But more seriously, I really want to know if anyone out there is still reading. I think I got one email from my last posting, and as much as I'd like to thank Ry for his support, I think I'd like to hear more. Even if it's a direct criticism of the way I'm writing, or if you think everything is really boring, and you just want to tell me that they're acting so boring then tell me! I need to know otherwise I can never change it! I'd really appreciate a bit more feedback, and I will try to answer from now on, I know I haven't replied to some in the past, and I'm really sorry.

Next: Chapter 29


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