Date: Mon, 28 Jun 1999 22:18:59 CDT
From: Gay Night <gaynight@hotmail.com>
Subject: 98Degrees-is-hot

Disclaimer -
This story contains gay relationships between the members of the pop
music band 98 Degrees and a fictional character.  This story in no way
implies that any members of 98 Degrees is gay (but if they are they
should feel free to e-mail me).  If you are under the legal age to read
pornographic material in your area please leave immediately.  The
author takes no responsibility for anyone's actions based upon this
work of fiction.

Questions, Comments, Suggestions - e-mail GayNight@hotmail.com

Now that that is out of the way.  Enjoy!!!

98 Degrees is HOT!!!

The elevator dropped to the lobby and began to open it's doors.  I
peeled myself off the floor, straightened my cloths, and walked out into
the lobby.

The lobby was strangely quiet.  I would have guessed that a group of
girls would be hangging around trying to catch a glimpse of the guys if
they happened to come through.  'They must all be at school,' I guessed.

I walked down the street to where I had parked my car the morning
before.  It seemed to be unharmed, and had no ticket on the windshield.
Thanks be to god for small favors.  I had never meant to be at the hotel
that long, it just sort of happened.  Interesting how thing just sort
of happen.  I wasn't even trying to get to know 98 Degrees, but Jeff
seemed to take interest in my work, and here I am with a possible job
that most people can only dream of, not to mention I just had sex with
the two hotest members of 98 Degrees.  I wonder if I can make something
more than just sex.  If I get this job, I may even me able to go on tour
with them, as a guest act.  Then we would be together all the time.

I snapped out of my daydreaming, pulled my keys from my pocket and
unlocked the door.  I climbed in and started the engine, turned on the
radio and moved out into traffic.

My mind kept wandering back to the last couple of days' events.  I had
to put extra effort into concentrating on the road, but still found my
mind wandering.

I made it home safely, barely.  I had several near misses with other
cars, each one a little closer than the last.  'One of these days it's
not gonna be a near miss,' I thought.

I opened the door to the house and hadn't taken two steps through the
door when I heard my mother yell from the living room, "Where were you
last night!"

"Good morning to you too mom!" I yelled back.  I walked into the living
room before explaining, "I spent the night with 98 Degrees at their
hotel.  We went to a club and it was really late.  We didn't think it
would be safe to drive so I went back in their limo and just stayed,"
I said, giving a small lie.  It was better than telling her the truth,
she would have flipped.

I walked out of the room and down the hall to my room before she could
say anything else.  I searched my chest-of-drawers and found some cloths
to wear until the interview, and threw them on my bed.  Then I walked
into the closet and found a nice pair of slacks and good shirt and hung
them on the door handle of my room.

I picked up the cloths on my bed and walked down the hall to the
bathroom.  I set the clothes down, stripped out of what I was wearing
and began to adjust the water in the tub.  I found an acceptable
temperature and switched on the shower.

I jumped in the shower and just stood under the water remebering what
had happened the night before.  I remembered breaking the news to Nick
and Jeff then them practically dragging me back to the hotel.  I kept
running the scene through my mind, trying to figure out if they just
wanted the sex, or if there was a little something more in there
somewhere.  I couldn't decide.

I started soaping up then rinsed myself off.  I turned off the water and
stepped out of the shower, dried myself off, and jumped into the cloths
I had picked out.  I fixed my hair then picked up my dirty clothes,
dropped them in the laundry room.  I grabbed the clothes hanging from
my door and began walking to the front door.

As I passed by the living room my mother called to me from behind her
newspaper.  "Where are you going?  Why are you taking those clothes
with you?"

"I'm going to Meg's house," I replied, irratated.  "I'm taking these
clothes because I have a job interview later, and I don't plan on coming
home before hand.  Do you want anything else, should I call you every
five minutes, tell you exactly I am going to be at every single moment
of the day.  You're not my keeper anymore, mother, I'm not a child
anymore, I can take care of myself."

She just sat there speechless.  I wasn't going to give her any time to
get past that stage so I quickly walked the rest of the way down the
hall out the door.

I jumped back in my car and drove over to Meg's house, hoping she was
home and not asleep.  I pulled into her driveway and walked up the path
to her front door.
Before I even got to the door, it opened and Meg stepped out, smiling
from ear to ear.  "So. . .," she asked, "how did your day go yesterday?"

"Well," I replied, "we had a great time.  They made me sing for them,
and they obviously liked what they heard.  They set up and interview
with their manager at four o'clock.  Which you are going to be coming
to by the way.  Then we went out to eat and then to a club.  I broke
down and decided to tell them at the club, and Jeff and Nick drug me
back to the hotel and we. . .well, you know.  I guess you were right."

Her smile broadened, if that was possible.  "Yeah, I guess I was," she
said.  "Well, lets go inside, you're gonna have to tell me more about
everything. What's the deal with this interview?"

We walked inside and sat down in her living room.  Noone else seemed to
be home.  I filled her in on the happenings of the past day, and night.
She was very happy for, and jealous of, me.

"Well, you're coming to the interview whether you like it or not, I need
the support.  Besides, you'll get to hang out with Drew some more while
I'm actually in the interview, or audition, or whatever it is.  You know
he has about as big a crush on you as you do on him.  Not to stick my
nose into the matter, but I think you need to push him a little bit."

She reached over and smacked my, lightly,  on the back of the head.
"You're in over your head boy!  Watch out, I'll hit harder next time."

"Uh,oh.  I know when I've met my match," I replied, laughing.

We talked until 3:00.  I looked down at my watch and noticed how fast
the hours had flown by.  "Meg dear, it's three o'clock, we need to get
going soon."

"I hear yah, let me throw on some different clothes.  I have to look
good for Drew, if what you said is true."

"Oh it is, it is."  I laughed at the thought of the two of them sitting
together and making out.  Then I amazed myself when my mind transformed
the picture into Jeff, Nick, and myself.

"What's so funny?" Meg called from her room.

"Oh nothing," I said.

"Is that so.  So you just like to laugh spontaneously, is that it?" she
said, walking out of her room, still fixing her hair.

"You know me too well.  No, I was thinking about you and Drew, you'd
make a cute couple," I said, pinching her cheek.  "Alright, now that
you've taken too much time, let's get going."

We walked out and got in my car.  Minutes later we were at the hotel,
walking into one of the elevators.  I pushed the button for the guy's
floor and waited as the elevator started to rise.  Neither Meg nor I
said anything, we were to busy thinking about the guys.

The elevator stopped and opened its doors to let us out.  We walked out
into the hall and heard the guys' voices coming from and open door
halfway down the hall.  We quickly walked over to it.  Meg walked into
the room, with me just behind her.

Nick looked up, "We were wondering when you were gonna get here," he
said.

I looked at my watch, "Hey now, I'm right on time," I said defensively.

I leaned down over Meg's shoulder to whisper in her ear, "Now's your
chance hun."  Then I pinched her.

She jumped forward and turned around.  "Why you," she began while
backing up, "no good--."  She was cut off as she backed into Drew and
landed in his lap on the couch.  We all broke into laughter except for
Meg.  After a moment, even she joined in.  There was no denying it, it
was definetely funny.

When we had finally calmed down Nick and Jeff got up and walked over to
me and proceeded to drag me out of the room.  "Where are we going?"  I
asked.

"We've got to get you warmed up for the audition," Jeff said.

"Yeah, so you don't sound too bad," Nick joked, the rest of us laughed.

I flashed Meg an evil smile as I was pulled out of the room.  I wasn't
sure if she saw it or not, she was already deep in conversation with
Drew, and somehow I didn't think that I mattered much compared to him.

Nick and Drew brought me across the hall to Nick's room.  We started
singing some basic scales.  "Now sing us your entire range," Jeff said.

"Alright," I told him, "I'll start in the middle and go up as high as
I can, then I'll come back down and go as low as I can.  Sound good?"

"Yeah," Nick replied.

I started on middle C and progessed up, brought it back down then went
as low as I could.  When I finished they looked at me in shock.  "What?"
I asked.

"That was about two and a half octaves," Jeff said, amazed.

"What's you falsetto like?" Nick asked.

"Well, I dunno.  Let's see."  I proceeded to sing a few notes falsetto.

"Jesus, God!" Jeff said, when I had stopped.  "That what VERY high.  I
think that was a G or maybe even A ABOVE the staff."

I just smiled, amused my their apparant surprise.  "What can I say?  They
loved me in the church choir."

After several moments of silence Nick snapped back to reality, "So what
are you going to sing as a 'prepared' piece."

"I didn't know I needed one," I replied.

"Hmmmmmm.  You could use one of the ones you wrote," Jeff suggested.

"But, those aren't that good. . .," I began.

"Yes they are," Nick said before I could get any further.

We found one of my songs that would be good for the audition then I
practiced it a bunch.  "Alright," Nick said, "it's time, you need to
get in there.  Our manager won't like it if you're late."

We walked down the hall to their manager's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," a muffled voice called.

"I'm nervous," I said.

"Don't be," Nick said, "you'll be fine!"

Jeff reached around and kissed me on the lips.  "For luck," he said.

I was startled, and before I knew it they had opened the door, pushed me
in, and closed it behind me.

"Have a seat for a moment," the manager said to me, gesturing to a chair
and not looking up from his notepad.  I walked over to the seat he had
indicated and sat down in it.

After a moment he looked up, "Now, I'm sure you're nervous.  I want you
to just take a minute and calm yourself down.  Have you warmed up yet?"

"Yeah, I just warmed up with the guys," I told him.

He nodded, "Alright, calm down and tell me when you're ready."

I took a moment to clear my head and focus.  "Alright, I'm as ready as
I'll ever be," I said.

"Well I can't ask for anything better.  If at any time during the audition
you need t stop, get something to drink, use the bathroom, or anything
else, don't hesitate to tell me.  It is no problem," he paused for a
moment, letting that sink in.

"Alright, lets begin."

He had me sing some scales, sing him my range, sing some falsetto, then
gave me some music to look at then sing. I didn't recognize all of the
music, but a couple of the songs where from the 98 Degrees albums.  I
sang everything he gave me then we took a short break, to rest my vocal
chords and get some water.

I had really calmed down as the audition progressed so I wasn't up tight
when he asked me to sing a piece I had prepared.  I brought out my piece
and gave the copy to him so he could look it over.  "You have this
memorized?" he asked.  I nodded.  "Alright, whenever you're ready," he
said.

I gathered my thoughts, concentrated on the words, closed my eyes, and
let myself become a channel for the music.  Before I knew it I had
finished.  I opened my eyes and looked at him.  He wasn't showing
any emotions on his face.  'Hell I thought, it couldn't have been THAT
bad, could it?'

He looked up after a moment.  "Have you taken as dancing classes, or
anything of that sort."

"Yeah, I took a few classes several years ago, I don't know much but I
pick it up fairly quickly."  He nodded.

"Alright, I should be able to let you know in a day or two."

I got up and walked to the door.  I opened it and walked into the hall,
closing it behind me.  I walked downt the hall and walked into the room
where all the noise was coming from.  Everyone was seated in a circle,
talking and laughing.

Drew and Meg were sitting right next to each other, holding hands.  I
smiled at that.  Justin looked up as I walked in.  "How did you do?"
he asked.

Everyone turned to face me.  "I don't know, he didn't say anything."

"Well, that's just Paris.  He likes to be VERY proffesional when it comes
to things like that.  You'll get used to it," Nick said, smiling.

"I'm really tired, and sore.  I think I was holding more tension than
I believed," I said.

Jeff smiled and looked at Nick.  Nick smiled back then turned back to
me.  "I think we can relieve those sore muscles," he said.

Jeff and Nick lead me from the room again.  As we walked out the door
I heard Meg's laugh following us down the hall.  They led me into Nick's
room and sat me down on the bed.

"Alright," Nick began, "I have some training in sports medicine, so I'm
sure I can loosen up those muscles.  And I taught Jeff here everything
I know so he's gonna help.  Now, I want you to take off all your
clothes."

I smiled at them then got up and began stripping.  "Is this for my
benefit or yours?" I asked sarcastically.

"Both," Jeff replied, smiling seductively.

"Well, if I can't have any clothes on then neither can you."  They
quickly undressed, and were both nude before I had even gotten my pants
off.

I finished undressing and they lay me down on the bed, on my stomach.
Jeff walked over to the radio and turned on some music softly.  He walked
back over to my side, opposite Nick.  They reached out together and began
kneeding my back softly, then with increasing pressure.

"If we ever press too hard just tell us," Nick said, comfortingly.

They massaged my back, getting as deep under my shoulder blades as
possible.  Then they moved down to my butt and began to play with the
sinewy muscle, eliciting a moan from me.  They proceeded to work on my
upper leg in silence, save the music playing softly in the background.

As they went further down my legs, I felt waves of relief spread
throughout my body.  My mind fell into a trance-like state which was
only interupted when they asked me to turn over.

Jeff began to massage my face, which if an excellent feeling if you
haven't had it done, while Nick massaged the sides of my neck and
shoulders.  They moved down to my torso and resumed working on opposing
sides.

I floated in my trance aware of nothing but the feel of their hands
roaming up and down my body and the soft music in the background.
They massaged the front of my legs from the bottom up.  As they moved
up to my inner thighs I felt my buddy begin to harden and stand on end.

Nick grabbed onto my cock and began to manipulate it lightly.  Jeff
came up to my face and massaged my temples as he leaned down and kissed
my softly.  Jeff's kissing began more urgent and passionate while Nick
rubbed harder and faster on my swollen member.

I let out a moan into Jeff's mouth as Nick slowly released my throbbing
cock.  "Let's take this somewhere a little more fun," Nick said, walking
towards the bathroom.  He disappeared for a moment, then I heard running
water.  I smiled up at Jeff who was still sitting on my chest.  "We'd
better get going before he thinks we're getting rowdy without him," I
said quietly.

"I wouldn't mind having all the attention to myself," he replied,
smiling.  He got off of my chest and helped me up.

We walked into bathroom where Nick was waiting.  As I took a look around
my eye grew wider and wider.  "MY GOD!  Is this a bathroom or a whole
Roman bath house?"

Nick and Jeff just smiled.  "Like it?" Jeff asked.  I gave him my best,
'Are you kidding,' look and marched over to Nick.

"Good idea," I said before kissing him deeply.

Jeff walked up behind me and began to taste the back of my neck.  I
moaned, loving the sensation.  I pulled back from Nick, "Are we just gonna
stand here or are we gonna use this thing.  I could use the relaxation."
I smiled at him, he reciprocated.  Jeff ran his fingertips up my spine,
sending goose-flesh crawling all over my body.  "You're evil!" I said,
turning to face him.  He smiled and I couldn't help but kiss him.

Nick slipped out from behind me and climbed into the hot tub.  Jeff and
I broke the kiss then followed him in.  We lay next to each other in the
warm water, with me in between the two of them.  For several minutes
no one moved or spoke, we just lay there, reveling in the feelings of the
water, and the attractive men in the tub with us.

I got up and turned around to look at the beauties before me.  They were
both leaning back with their eyes closed, savouring the moment.  I
laughed to myself, then reached out and ran my fingertips up their
chests.  They both jumped forward, snapping out of the moment.  I couldn't
help but laugh.  Nick reached forward and grabbed me, while Jeff walked
over to a side of the tub and flicked a switch.

"Man this is nice.  A room complete with jacuzzi!" I said.  They smiled
at me.  We played around a bit more before sitting back down.  I was
surprised at how tired I was, I really must have put more into that
audition than I thought.  Then my thoughts began to drift to more
unpleasant things.

"Guys," I began.

"Yeah," Jeff said.

"I know that this is gonna sound really dumb but. . .I can't keep doing
this."

"How so?" Nick asked, leaning forward with interest.

"Well, I've always told myself that I would never get into a relationship
that I would regret.  For me that includes a relationship that doesn't
contain love.  I wan't something substantial, something that will always
be there when I need it.  I need that confidence that no matter what
happens there is someone there for me.  I need more than a quick bunk up
when we're all in a good mood."  I said, forcing myself to go slowly and
breath regularly.

We sat in silence for a moment.  I could see that they were rolling what
I had just thrown at them around in their minds.  "I understand," Jeff
began, "and I know that Nick does too.  Actually, when we first met you,
we figured that you were gay.  We made a promise between us that we would
not fight over you, or fight because of you if we turned out to be right."

"We didn't expect this to come so soon, but since it has, you need to
make a decision: which of us to choose," Nick finished.

"I can't," I said.  "I can't just choose.  I don't even know you that
well.  We've only known each other a few days, how can anyone make a
decision on as little as that.  I could make the wrong choice and then
where would we all be?"  my voice faded to silence.

"Well, I have an idea," Nick said.  "Why don't we each take half a day
with you tomorrow, then you can decide what you want."

I could tell that this pained both of them, but I also knew that it
would hurt much more later if something wasn't done now.  Besides, I
couldn't live with myself for too long if I kept on like this.  "That
sounds like a good idea to me." I told them.  "Jeff?"

"Fine with me, but cutie over here is gonna be in for shock when he
doesn't win," Jeff replied smiling.  We laughed at his joke.
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To Be Continued

*Sorry it took so long to get this out, I've been exceptionally busy the
past week.  As much as I love to write, reality has to come first,
unfortunately!  Hope it doesn't take this long in the future.

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