Hi Ho Niftty-ians! 'Tis I the writing fool here with another chapter of my Magus Opus: Passion in Fashion! Please feel free to e-mail me with comments, gripes and concerns. I listen and respond to all mail, but flames are and will be ignored. Now on with the story.
*********** DISCLAMER ***********
This work of fiction is solely for stroke purposes. N'Sync may not be gay, but boy do they make us cream our jeans in make believe;-)
"Passion In Fashion" -17
BACKSTAGE PASSION
The show, like all their others was a smash! Young women screaming for more, screaming for all the members of the band. At times, Joey was tempted to pluck one of them from the audience and show her the time of her life. All that Joey could think about right now though was that the show was over and that he needed to be with Justin, BAD! As the curtain dropped, and the group split into their respective camps, Joey's eyes were searching for his curly hared amour. He was soon rewarded when he saw Justin running up to him from the wings with the same look of concerned searching in his eyes. He yelled out to Joey.
" Hey there you are Supes! I was looking all over for you!"
Joey broke into a wide grin. " I've been looking for you too." Said the red headed Italian " Let's go to the dressing room before we head on to the hotel."
Justin let out a playful giggle and replied, " Last one there is a rotten egg." He punched Joey lightly as he sprinted off towards the dressing room. Joey flinched reflexively then recovered quickly as he caught sight of Justin and ran after him. He reached the dressing room door, just as Justin slammed it shut. Joey tried the door handle and discovered that the door was unlocked. He turned the knob and headed on into the room. As he entered he shouted.
" Ok Goldy, Your ass and my hand have an appointment."
Joey entered to discover that Justin was not there. As Joey looked behind him, Justin sprang up on Joey's back and catching Joey off guard, caused the Italian to lose balance and fall towards the floor. As they fell, Justin's left leg hit the door and caused it to slam shut. As the hit the floor, Joey let out a loud "Umf" as his and Justin's added weight slammed into his frame. Justin lightened the lode by landing his knees on the floor. He had Joey in a pinned position. As Joey struggled to get back up, Justin pushed him down to the floor. He lowered his mouth to Joey's ear and said,
" I need a little appetizer for tonight."
Joey let out a labored chuckle, " Well its hard to do that with my cock pinned to the floor doncha' think?"
Justin pushed his hands under Joey's waist to his belt as he replied, " Who said I wanted a cocktail wiener?" Justin's hands found the belt and quickly unbuckled it and unbuttoned the pants. Justin got up from on top of the fallen singer and went to the door. Making sure it was locked; Justin began to pull off Joey's shoes. Quickly discarding them on the floor, Justin grabbed both pant legs, and slid off the pair of Tommy's from Joey's husky frame. Joey meanwhile, laid in place on the floor waiting to see what his love had in store. Justin oohed and ahhed at the sight of Joey's upturned butt facing him from beneath a pair of silky boxers. Justin lowered him face to the upturned butt of Fatone and took a sniff. A loud pleasurable sound emerged from Justin's lips.
" Yummy yum yum. Looks like Superman's been a sweatin' down below?" Justin began to rub his nose in Joey's silky boxer lined ass ridge. Joey lowered his head on the floor as he began to twitch in anticipation. The light touching along with Justin's breath on his near bare skin was enough to make Joey shoot right there. Joey raised his head and turned back to see Justin.
" Hey Goldy, Whatcha have in mind?"
Justin moved his chin up to the elastic band of the boxers as he replied, " All through the show I was thinking about the taste of my ass from your mouth." His teeth moved to the band and clenched it. He pulled the boxers off with them and quickly deposited them in his pants pocket. Joey answered him in mild annoyance.
"Hey Goldy that was one of my favorite boxers."
Justin fetched the silk boxers from his pocket. He examined the pattern on them. Of course it was of the red and yellow "S" of Superman set to a black background. Justin stretched them Out to full length and examined them front to back as Joey looked on. Justin then pushed the pair to his face and took a deep breath.
"Hmmmmmmmmm Joey smells good." He let out a good-natured giggle.
The now half-naked Joey tried in vain to grab for the pair of undies. Justin teased him and then put the boxers back in his pocket. Joey stared into Justin's eyes, looking for some sign of what was next in store for them. He finally broke the momentary silence.
"Well, are you waiting for my ass to freeze?" He asked the blond singer matter-of-factly.
Justin looked at him with that glint in his eye that Joey loved so much, " Its time I eat some Italian." And with that, Justin dived face first into Joey's up turned ass. Justin's face began to burrow into the hair lined cheeks of Joey's lucious ass. Spreading them apart with sheer animal force, Justin began to lovingly lick the lines and perfect bud that formed the opening to Joey's interior. Joey's head bent up and let out a loud sigh as Justin licked and nibbled and spit for all his worth Joey's sounds were the affirmation Justin was looking for; He dived in with renewed vigor, and began to force his tongue in and out of the hot Italian as if it were a cock. Joey began to sway his butt as he said.
" Yeah Goldy, lick that hairy Italian ass. Fuck me with that golden tongue."
Justin buried his thumbs into Joey's cheeks as he spread them further. In doing so, the added tension to the outer cheeks, and the spit from Justin's tongue made Joey's bud pulse and quiver. Justin began to lick it again as a child would lick a fast melting ice cream cone. He rubbed his chin and face inside the crevasse as his tongue worked in and out of the now engorged anus. Justin then moved his tongue down the seat of Joey's bottom towards the set of Meatballs that hung in their hair-laden sac. Joey moaned even louder as Justin's Odyssey led him towards the bollocks of cream.
" Man you didn't clean all the way this afternoon." Justin said in-between ball sucking.
Joey was momentarily mortified. " I'm umm sorry Goldy. I didn't know this would happen." Joey's face began to sink.
Justin let out another chuckle, " No, I'm glad you didn't. I like my Men to be MEN, all stinky and shit. It makes this more erotic." And Justin went back to his ball lapping.
Joey's smile returned to his face as He pushed his ass more towards Justin, who now had slid underneath Joey, so that Joey's erect cock was aligned with Justin's mouth. Sensing what was about to occur, Joey got into a push-up position.
" Yeah Goldy make me cum."
Justin maneuvered his mouth into a comfortable position before he spoke.
" Fuck my face man."
Joey looked down his chest towards Justin. From this position it looked as though the curly blond was a calf suckling on the udder of its mother. Joey smiled as he asked,
" Are you ready for my meat, Goldy?"
Justin's reply was in the form of his reaching up with his mouth and latching on to the red hared singers now engorged cock. He sucked in the dick as if it were food to a starving man. Joey slowly lowered himself and Justin followed suit. As Justin's head came to rest on the ground, Joey began to pump his tool in and out of the velvet-lined throat of Justin Timberlake. Joey kept up his slow pace for a few moments, letting Justin suck and caress the fat cock in his hot, wet mouth. Slowly Joey began to increase his tempo. Justin took all of it in stride. Joey began to perspire as the exertion, along with the sheer eroticism of the situation, made for him to get hot. He increased his pace even more. Justin removed his mouth from the singer penis long enough to say,
" Man I said FUCK MY FACE! Not slither in!" Justin went back to sucking the dangling cock.
Joey took this to be his moment to teach the blond another lesson in obedience. The Italian stud dropped his full weight and impaled Justin's mouth on his rod. Justin began to gag as Joey left it there for a moment. He chuckled and said,
" Now I'll show you how a real face fuck is supposed to go."
Joey began to piston in and out of Justin's mouth. His pace was that of a machine in overdrive as he pushed up and down on his blond hared angel. Justin struggled to catch up to Joey's pace, but was beginning to lag behind. The red head began to laugh as he heard Justin gag and snort for breath.
" How's that for ya Goldy?" Asked the Italian stallion.
" Muurfffff" Replied the hapless cocksucker.
Joey let out a guttural laugh as he continued at his unbridled pace. As he pulsed in and out, He heard a commotion behind him. He slowed his pace as he glanced behind him. Justin was fumbling with his pants, trying to free his now hard cock from its confines. Joey laughed as he continued. Now Joey and Justin were being stimulated in unison. After a few more minutes, Joey said to Justin,
" I'm gonna cum, baby!" Joey said out of breath.
" So am I." Justin replied as the wet cock slipped out of his mouth. As both stroked their cocks to climax, both began to convulse and say as one,
" I love you Joey!"
"I love you Godly!"
Both young men erupted in a torrent of semen. Joey's cock shot out all over Justin's pretty face, and Justin's splooge began to shoot all over himself. Both men panted heavily as Joey collapsed on top of Justin. After a while of lying there Joey got up off of Justin and looked him over. Between his face and exposed crotch, Justin looked like he had been serviced in an all male orgy. Justin propped his head on his hand as he watched Joey rise off the floor and get a towel off the dresser. He watched Joey intently as he returned and began to remove the semen first from Justin's face, then from His crotch. As Joey went about his work, Justin asked him,
" Did you mean what you said?"
" Mean what?" Joey asked as he continued to wipe the jizz from the blonde's crotch.
Justin now sat up right as he glared into Joey's dark eyes. " What you said when you shot me with your cum That you love me." He said in a very serious tone.
Joey paused a moment. " I do love you Justin. I have for a long time."
Justin wasn't buying it. " Stop a sec." He grabbed Joey's hand and took his face into his hand. " I know you love me, but do you LOVE me? Really?" Justin began to feel a grip on his chest that felt like someone had put his heart into a vise.
Joey looked directly into Justin's pleading eyes. His voice failed him for a moment as he answered in a whisper. " I do Justin..I do."
Justin's eyes filled with tears as he replied, " Oh Joey I do love you." He pulled him close and kissed him passionately. Joey sank into the kiss and his tongue began to wrestle with Justin's for what seemed like hours. As the broke the kiss, Justin licked his lips as he said,
" Man my cum tastes damn good." Both let out a hearty laugh. Justin looked down towards his crotch, and then up at Joey, " Well there's some of mine still down there."
Joey moved his head down towards Justin's now flaccid cock. It looked like an Oscar Meyer wiener covered in cum, nestled in a patch of golden brown pubes. Joey let out a laugh as he neared the prize.
" What's so funny?" Justin asked quizzically.
" You really are a blonde." He said as he lapped the cum stained cock.
Justin threw his head back and laughed. Laughed the laugh of a man in love.
FIDDLIN' WITH THE BOOKS
Escobar came out on the stage just as the dancers and musicians broke into their individual groups. He greeted several of his former compatriots as they asked how he was doing and the like. After a few moments, he broke loose and walked out on stage. He looked around the vacated stage. The stage was bigger than he remembered. When he walked off the stage, he nearly collided with Craig. Es caught himself as he narrowly escaped the collision. Craig was momentary stunned. He greeted Craig politely enough.
" Hey Craig."
" Hello Es. What's up?" Craig's greeting was guarded and cool.
" I was just looking for Daniel. I wanted to go over his W-2 again with him."
" I'll bet." Craig responded harshly.
Escobar looked at Craig with amused annoyance, " Hey it was along time ago. We have both moved on."
Craig looked into the face of his former lover; " I wouldn't pursuit Danny, Es. He is with Lance, and I don't think he'd like you to invaded his territory."
Escobar smiled as he put his hand on Craig's shoulder. He felt the choreographer's shoulder melt as Es' hand massaged it ever so softly. Es responded to Craig's warning.
" I just have some stuff to go over with him. Besides, Danny's a big boy, he can make his own decisions." Escobar continued with his massage.
Craig began to inch closer towards the hunky accountant. " Well you know we still have some 'unfinished business' between you and me."
Escobar laughed as he inched his face closer towards the waiting man's lips. He avoided Craig's lips and went for his ear. He whispered softly.
" It's over Craig, but for Danny, its mearly begun." Es released his grip and headed off the stage.
Craig called out towards the retreating man, " You Bastard! You gonna fuck him and leave him like you did me? You already lost your job once, don't try losing it again." Es continued to walk away from the now shouting Choreographer.
As the last sentience echoed off the stage, Escobar turned towards Craig and shouted back," Whatever, You bitter old queen!" And he stormed off the stage.
Craig began to shake with fury. He was not going to let Escobar get to him again. When they broke it off, it took Craig two months to get over the crying. He was not about to let him get the better of him again. Craig watched Escobar walk away. Listening to the echoing footsteps as the faded off into the distance. A lone tear escaped Craig's cheek and splashed on the stage. In a harsh whisper, Craig said,
" I won't let you fuck up another life like you did mine. If it's the last thing I do you will not let you get Danny.... I SWEAR IT!"
TO BE CONTINUED..
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