'A Second Chance' Chapter 13
Disclaimer: (Does anyone read these anyway?) Writing these things is a pain, but here it goes. The following is the product of my imagination. This does not in any way reflect the true sexuality and beliefs of anyone involved. I am not implying anything. If you are underage or homophobic, please leave.
On to the fun stuff. You guys all told me to keep writing when I posted the poll, yet now I'm not getting any feedback on my story. If you have praise, constructive criticism, or just want to say 'hi', please do so. I'll even reply! Here goes chapter 13, hope you like it!
JC was sitting in the bedroom, alone. After the make-out session in the bathroom, AJ had left to go to the gym. JC was supposed to join him later, but for now he needed to be alone. He had to think over some stuff. Lately, his life hadn't been going exactly like he wanted it to. In fact, it was taking off into the opposite direction. Everything had always been so easy. Of course, he wasn't exactly your normal, everyday kinda guy. But he had gotten used to the life he was leading and he didn't feel like it needed a change.
Enter AJ. From the second the joint tour had started, JC's life had taken a sharp turn. Everything was turned upside down. But the scariest part was maybe that it felt more 'right' than it had ever done before. Even though what he was feeling was completely against everything he believed in, it was there and it belonged. It was odd, how something he had never missed turned out to be exactly what he wanted.
He sighed. Maybe it was time to throw all precaution over board and just follow where his feelings were leading him. He knew, deep down inside that this was what he needed. And, although he had tried hard to deny it, it was also what he wanted. Satisfied with the decision he had reached, he got up and gathered his gym-clothes.
"Nick, please, open the door. Just let me explain!" Justin pleaded. But to no avail. He didn't know how long he had been standing in front of the bathroom, begging for Nick to come back out. He'd locked himself in there as soon as Justin had come back from his little excursion, and he had announced that he wouldn't open the door until Justin decided to tell the truth. Justin sank to the floor, his back leaning to the bathroom door. There was only one thing he could think of that would fix things between him and Nick. After a moment of hesitation, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Britney's number.
Nick was sitting on the counter in the bathroom, staring at his image in the mirror. He knew that he was behaving like a little child, locking himself in to pout. But he couldn't help it. Justin had slipped away without telling him, and now he refused to tell him where he had gone to and why he had Britney lie to him. Justin kept in insisting that Nick would find out soon, but that now wasn't the time. Nick didn't agree with that. He figured that now was as good as time as any for Justin to explain his actions.
Muted voices in the other room brought Nick back to reality. He must've fallen asleep. It only took him a second to remember where he was and what was going on. And then his anger flared up. Before, he'd just been hurt and disappointed, but now he was actually angry. How dare Justin do this to him, and today of all days. Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. For a second he was tempted to flush it down the toilet, but then he thought better of it and simply stuffed it back in his pocket. There was a knock on the door.
"Nick, I know that you're upset with me, but if you're willing to hear it, I've got the truth for you." Justin said. Nick sighed, jumped off the counter and unlocked the door.
"Why did it take you so long?" he asked, then registered that they weren't alone in the room.
"Britney? What are you doing here?" he wondered.
"I just delivered something. I'm gonna leave you two alone now." She smiled and headed out the door. Nick looked back at Justin, demanding an explanation. To his surprise and shock, Justin got to his knees.
"Nick, I was going to do this after a nice romantic dinner, but I guess that this is the only way that I can make it up to you. I know I lied to you today, and I am really sorry. Even though I know that there's no excuse for what I did, I'd like you to know that I did it out of love for you. I went and bought this ring for you. I love you more than anything and I wanna spent the rest of my life with you. Nick, will you marry me?" Justin finished his speech with tears in his eyes, waiting for Nick's reaction. The reaction he got was anything far from what he had expected. Nick was rolling on the floor, laughing. As he saw the hurt expression in Justin's eyes, he calmed down a bit and pulled out the velvet box.
"I forgive you." He said, still smiling. "And yes, I will marry you. But only if you marry me." With those words he opened the box and held it out to Justin. For a moment they just looked at each other. Then they slipped on the rings and met in a long embrace.
"I love you, J. I love you so much that I can't put it into words." Nick whispered.
"And I love you, Nick." Justin whispered back, his lips close to Nick's ear. He started nibbling on the earlobe, then placed little kisses on Nick's neck, wandering down to the collarbone. Nick leaned his head back and closed his eyes, a moan escaping his lips. Justin let his hands wander under Nick's shirt, then back out to unbutton it. Nick helped him and soon they had both their chests exposed. The kiss was getting more and more heated, when the ringing of the phone interrupted him.
"Ignore it." Nick murmured, his hands playing with the waistband of Justin's jeans.
"Could be important, you know." Justin protested halfheartedly, not really making an attempt to break the embrace. Nick unzipped the pants and pulled them down to Justin's ankles. The phone was still ringing.
"Maybe I should get it..." Justin suggested once more while climbing out of his pants and grinding his hips against Nick's. He could feel how excited Nick was and it only turned him on even more. As soon as they were on the bed, the ringing phone was forgotten. They were both stripped down to their boxers and engaging in some serious tongue wrestling. Nick's hand slipped into Justin's boxers and gave his penis a squeeze. Justin gasped, then slowly let his hands roam over Nick's body, downward to Nick's erection. Just seconds later, both were completely naked. Nick scooted down till his face was on the same level as Justin's erect member. He started licking the sensitive tip, then took it in his mouth and started sucking on it gently. He could feel the penis throbbing in his mouth and pulled back, teasing Justin a little. After a short detour to Justin's stomach, Nick's mouth returned to take in the entire cock, almost choking on its length. He was sucking harder now, and he could feel that Justin was almost over the edge. Nick started bobbing up and down and that did it for Justin. He exploded, shooting his load into Nick's mouth. Nick swallowed it all, savoring the taste. After a while, the orgasm wore off, leaving Justin exhausted. Nick crawled back up to lie down next to Justin.
"That was wonderful, sweetie. And if I wasn't so worn out, I'd return the favor." Justin murmured.
"That's ok. I'm sure I can wait till you've recovered." Nick replied, smiling. They snuggled close together and soon drifted off to sleep.
There ya go. I know that it still wasn't extraordinary, but at least I hope it's better than the last one. ::grin:: By the way: Justin, if you are reading this, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! And to everyone else, voting for the Boy Band story awards starts on the 1st. Go vote! Take care, j