The Beauty Chapter 12 By: Suma L.
Songs That Inspire The Story None. Geez, doesn't that suck?
DISCLAIMER
This story isn't supposed to imply anything about the members of Nsync or anyone else involved in the story. This is all made up. In better English, IT'S NOT REAL! If you're too young in your area or it's illegal, then leave. If homosexual themes offend you then you may want to leave as well.
Chapter 12 -
"How do you say this. um. I'm bisexual."
"We kind of already figured that out." Joey sat back in the limo, and put his arm around Lance.
"What about that couple?"
"Yeah, I figured you'd bring that up, Lance. Um.."
"I saw too. And so did Justin. THAT, Lance, is why we didn't wake him up!" JC turned to glare at Lance.
"Sorry! You guys are whiny sometimes."
"You'd be whiny too if someone walked in on you trying to. you know."
"No, I don't know. Please explain." Joey leaned forward with a goofy grin on his face.
"I'm this close to smacking you." JC replied, holding his fingers up for proof.
"Did everyone forget about me!?" Everyone turned to see Chris curled up in the corner with his arms crossed.
"Well, we just thought that was your announcement." Lance patted him on the shoulder.
"It was. I just want more attention." He smiled, and then ducked as he was immediately smacked in the head with four pillows.
The day went well for the five guys. They had rehearsal at about 1 that lasted for 5 hours. By the time it was over, Joey was convinced he was gonna die.
"Lance. Carry me." He whispered, and fell to the floor.
"BOYS! ENOUGH WITH THE DRAMATICS!" Fatima clapped her hands a few times to get their attention and then began to turn the music back on.
"PLEASE! NO MORE!" Chris shrieked, and ran to the corner and plugged his ears.
"GET TO YOUR PLACES!"
Lance and JC were the only ones standing in their starting points when the music began. Justin had fallen next to Joey, and was wiggling around on the floor gasping for breath.
"NOW!" She screamed again, trying to get them to go. Lance and JC started to dance obediently, but Fatima snapped off the music. "LANCE! JC! SIT DOWN!" Rather than sit, they sort of fell to the ground, crossed their legs like little children, and waited patiently.
"Yes, Fatima." They said sweetly in sing-song voices.
"Real cute, Lance." Joey hissed at him, and continued to lay on the ground.
"Well, I know I want to get out of here, and I would think that you would want to too, Joey."
"Huh? What? OH! WHOA!" He jumped up, ran over to his spot, and sat down like JC and Lance.
"Well, Justin? What about you?" JC asked, and glared at him.
"Do I get a present?" JC nodded. "I'm there!" Justin sat in his spot as well.
Everyone turned to Chris. "Hey? Where's MY incentive?"
"We won't beat you up." Joey said, grinning as he held up his fist.
"Works for me." Chris walked over to the group just in time to hear Fatima yell again.
"OKAY! WE ARE DONE FOR THE DAY! TOMORROW! HERE! 10:00! YOU'VE GOT A CONCERT TO GET READY FOR!" She clapped her hands once more, and then walked away to go over some paperwork.
"FREE!" Chris screamed, and ran around the stage waving his arms over his head.
Joey pulled Lance up to him so he could whisper in his ear. "What do you want to do tonight.hmmm?"
Lance giggled, and whispered back. "Anything you want to do, baby."
"Let's go get a cab." Joey replied, and grabbed Lance's hand, pulling him to the exit.
"JOSH!" JC turned around at the sound of his name. It was Justin holding a bottle of shampoo. "Shower?" He asked with a grin.
"I was going to take one later." JC noticed Justin was losing his smile. "Well, okay!" He closed his laptop, got up, and walked over to the bathroom.
Justin turned on the water, and pulled off his clothes in a hurry. He turned to look at JC who was still standing there fully clothed. "Well?"
"Well, what? Aren't you gonna help me out of these?" He tugged at his shirt and pulled it off.
"Of course." Justin replied breathily. Kneeling down, he naughtily took JC's zipper in his teeth and pulled it down. He slipped his fingertips under the waistband of his boxers and pulled it all down at one time, immediately becoming face to face with Josh's slowing hardening cock.
"Not yet." JC whispered, and lifted up Justin's chin with his hand, and his body came up with it. He pressed his lips against Justin's, and they explored each other's mouths freely.
"OH GOD, JOEY!" Lance yelled as Joey rammed himself into Lance's body one last time. Lance could feel himself spurting cum between the two of them, but had his eyes shut so tightly he couldn't see it.
"OH!" Joey cried out, his body shuddered in orgasm, and he weakly laid on top of Lance, who stroked his hair, a satisfied grin on his face.
"Mmmm." Lance murmured, and rubbed Joey's neck, back, lower back, then back up to his hair. "That felt so good. Don't ever leave me." He whispered.
Joey stood back up, and pulled himself out. He laid down next to Lance, and pulled him in for a kiss. Finally, he released him, and laid back to watch Lance's profile rise and fall. "Your so beautiful." He whispered, touching his hand to Lance's cheek.
"Joey, stop. You're beautiful too. And sexy, and kind, and loving, and protective, and everything I've ever wanted in a man. I love you."
"Sometimes I just feel like I'm not that."
"You are. And what happened recently just proved it. You protected me from JC. That was something I'll never forget."
"But I made you cry!"
"You only did it, because you loved me. I did wrong too."
"Lance, I don't want to get back into this."
"Okay." Lance turned away from him onto his side, and closed his eyes to sleep.
"Lance. I'm sorry."
"You didn't do anything Joey."
"Oh. Okay!" Joey reached forward and put his arm around Lance, and spooned up against him. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Lance whispered, and the two were asleep in minutes.
"Where was I this morning?" JC asked, and tapped his fingers against his head pretending to think hard. Justin laid back and giggled. "Oh, yeah, now I remember!" He bent down, and put Justin's entire penis into his mouth. His head began to bob up and down.
"JOSH! Oh, Joshhhhh." Justin moaned, grabbed JC's head and pushed him down further on it. After about 10 or fifteen minutes of it, Justin felt himself hitting the edge, and thrust his hips up. The warm liquid shot down JC's throat, and he gulped it down greedily.
"How was that?" JC asked breathily as he pulled away.
"Amazing." Justin whispered, and lifted his orgasm weak arms to pull JC down to him for a kiss.
They kissed for awhile till there was a knock on the door. "Who could that be at this hour?" JC lifted his head, and turned towards the door, Justin's arms still around his neck. "I'll be right back. Stay here. It won't take long." He bent down to kiss him once more, then slipped on a robe and then went and opened the door.
"Chris! What are you doing here?" He opened the door wider to let him in.
"I was just coming to see what you guys were doing. If your busy, then I can just go." Chris looked very tired, and very sad, so JC shook his head.
"No, we just got done doing something. Um, here, uh, go outside for a second, I'll be right back." JC waited for Chris to leave, then quickly shut the door.
"Joshhhhh." Justin began to whine, "We leave tomorrow! We can't do anything on the bus! What does he want that's so important?!"
"He doesn't look good. We'll just hang out with him for a while and give him a little companionship, okay? Now put this on so I can let him back in here." He threw Justin a white robe, and went back to the door.
"FINE!" Justin hissed. "I'm going to go talk to Lance and Joey!"
"JUSTIN!" JC yelled, turning around. "You're being a whiny brat right now! I'll spend time with you later, okay?"
"A whiny brat!? More the reason to go over there then!" Justin stomped up to JC, who was blocking the doorway and wouldn't move. "MOVE!" Justin commanded, but JC would not move. "JOSH! This isn't funny!"
"I'm not trying to be. Now Chris is really hurt, and he needs to be around someone. It's got to be so horrible for him to be spending 24/7 around two happy couples."
"Correction. ONE happy couple."
"Oh, I didn't know Lance and Joey were fighting. If your going to go fix their relationship, then by all means!" Justin just stood and glared at him. "You've got to learn that I can't give ALL my time to you! I love you so much, but I love the other guys too, and I need to give up some of my time to them. But you always know I'll be with you when you need me." Justin's glare began to fade. "And I thought you were supposed to be good? This isn't good behavior worth rewarding."
"I'm sorry. I know I was being greedy. Chris will probably want to talk alone with you anyway, though. It would be best if I wasn't here to make it worse. I'll go hang out with Lance and Joey."
"I guess that's a good idea. I'll see you in an hour, okay?"
"Sounds good." Justin kissed him, and then walked out the door.
"JC. I need to talk to you." Chris whispered sadly as he shut the door behind him.
"GUYS!" Justin yelled as he jumped onto Lance and Joey's bed.
The two awoke with a jump, and Joey grabbed at Justin to choke him. "I HATE YOU JUSTIN! C'MERE!"
"UH UH!" Justin jumped around on the bed as Joey started to get up. He began to scream when Joey got a good grip on his arm. "LANCE!" He shrieked.
"It's your own funeral." Lance said with an amused smile as he laid back in the bed watching the whole seen. Joey pushed Justin to the edge of the bed, and was trying to push him all the way off at the same time Justin was trying to push Joey back so he could stay on the bed. Lance finally got annoyed, and put his foot into Joey's back and pushed, causing both men to fall onto the floor. Joey's head popped up first.
"Hey! You're supposed to be on MY side!"
Then came Justin's. "OW! That hurt! Jerk!" He whined, flipping Lance off as he rubbed his back with his other hand.
"You guys got too annoying. Sorry. Justin, why are you in here anyway?"
"JC and Chris need to TALK."
"Oh. Non-Justin talk. I get it."
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Justin asked angrily, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing! Its just talk that doesn't involve you! Geez! I'm tired. Justin, why don't you sleep with us until they're done? I'm too tired to talk or play around."
"Is there room, because I am NOT sleeping on the floor?"
"Yeah, you can lay next to me."
"Okay."
Joey laid back on the bed next to Lance, and Justin laid on the other side of Lance. Justin scooted to the far end of the bed and tugged on the covers, pulling them off of Joey. "Justin, I'm going to hurt you." He hissed, trying not to wake Lance who had dozed off again quickly.
"I'm cold!" Justin whispered back.
Joey angrily tugged back on the blanket, but Justin pulled right back. "Justin, stop!" He cried out, and then cringed when he saw Lance beginning to stir.
"No!" They tugged back and forth for a moment until they heard Lance's voice.
"STOP! Stop it! Just STOP fighting! I'm getting up so you two can both have the stupid blanket. I'll just lay on the floor, COLD AND ALONE!" Lance got up, and laid back down on the floor next to the bed. It was cold, but atleast he could get peace. He curled up into a little ball, and closed his eyes.
"Look what you did." Justin and Joey said to each other at the exact same time. Joey turned around to face the other way, and closed his eyes.
"No happy couples." Justin whispered to himself, and closed his eyes hoping to fall asleep.
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Hey everybody! I KNOW Justin was really whiny in this one. in all of them. Well, I like him whiny, but don't worry! He's about to learn his lesson! Anyhoo, let me know what you think. I LOVE feedback if you can't tell, and MykaHolly where ever you are, drop me a line, it's been forever since I've heard from you!!! Oh, and Piper, I read your story! It's good! Keep it up! Everybody read Who Do You Love! (Nothing like a little friendly promotion!) Until Next Chapter, ---Suma sumacumlaude@hotmail.com