Date: Sun, 18 Oct 1998 02:08:22 EDT
From: BBBRok1057@aol.com
Subject: Bad Boy B-Rok

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Bad Boy B-Rok
By-Leprechaun

(Part 9)

    "Come on, we don't have alot of time before they get here!"  Barb
stormed into my hotel room as soon as I opened the door.  She didn't even
notice my hair because it was pitch black in the room, it being four
o'clock in the morning and all.
    "Barbara, it's four o'clock, we've got like an hour.  Chill out."  I
moaned.
    "Would you just humor me and get ready?"  Barb switched on the bedside
light.

    I think she woke everyone within five rooms distance.  She sounded like
Mariah Carey got her foot caught in a bear trap.  I just stood there and
ran my hand through my hair like it was no thing.  After Barb got done
screeching, she fell down on the bed, and sat there looking at me, her
mouth wide open.

    "What did you do?!?"  She covered her mouth with her hand.
    "A.J. and I decided to dye my hair blonde.  I like it."  I walked over
and sat in the chair next to her and lit my morning cigarette.
    "Why didn't you tell me you were gonna do this first?"  Barb was still
shocked.
    "Barb, have a cigarette and chill out."  I laughed.
    "What are people gonna think?"  Barb grabbed my pack and took a
cigarette out.
    "Who cares?  I mean what could they think?"  I looked at Barb like she
was an idiot
    "Ok, ok, maybe I AM overreacting.  Anyway..."Barb lit her cigarette,
"the reporter and camerman will be here at five o'clock, maybe later
because you know how they are."
    "Alright, what am I supposed to do all day?"  I asked.
    "Do the usual. We'll all go to breakfast, we'll go to the studio to
check over the treatments for the script Devon and Leo are working on.
Ofcourse, we can't tell them about the movie, we'll just tell them it's a
movie you are thinking about doing."
    "Then what?"
    "How 'bout some shopping?"  Barb lit up.
    "Don't think so."  I pointed at the glass doors behind me where dozens
of bags were stacked.
    "Oh."  Barb laughed. "Well, then maybe we'll go get Brian and go have
lunch with him or something."
    "Sounds like a plan." I put out my cigarette. "I'm gonna grab a
shower."

    I went into the bathroom and peeled my clothes off, then turned the
water on as cold as it could get and hopped in.  I knew if I didn't take a
cold shower I wouldn't be able to wake up at all.  I leaned against the
side of the shower and held my head under the water, letting it run down my
back and over my body.  I wish I could have stayed all night with Brian,
and wake up in his arms, not having to worry about People Magazine at all.
Oh well, take the good with the bad.
    I finished washing off, and washed my hair good, then turned the water
off.  I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist.  I walked out of the
bathroom and went over and started digging through the bags of clothes,
trying to find the right outfit.  I decided to wear the black velour shirt
I had bought and a pair of jeans with a black belt that I had bought.  I
held them up so Barbara could see, and got her approval.

    "You know, you might gain even more popularity if you showed your body
off more in your movies."  Barb suggested seriously.
    "You mean, the seen in 'Into The Sun' where I was just wearing the
boxers didn't show off enough?"  I laughed.
    "Well, that was enough, but you don't do it enough."  She explained.
    "I don't want to gain popularity for my looks, Barb."  I snorted.
    "Well, just look at Leo.  Before he hit it big, he did a nude scene in
'Total Eclipse'."
    "Well, completely nude, you can forget."  I giggled.
    "It was just a suggestion."  Barb replied.
    "Well, as long as that is all it is, ok."
    "Why don't you do a video for someone?"  Barb lit up.
    "Um, like, the Backstreet Boys?"  I was onto her.
    "You know me too well." Barb smiled. "Yeah, the Backstreet Boys, why
not?"
    "Definitely not!"
    "You don't want to try any of my ideas!"
    "Barb, I'm going in there to change, and please, try to clear your mind
before I get back here."  I laughed.

    I went back into the bathroom and shaved really quick, then put my
clothes on, making sure everything was in place before I exited the
bathroom for the second time.  I went over and sat down next to Barb again
and lit another cigarette.  I sat there for a minute, just looking at her
before I spoke.

    "If I decided to do this movie with Devon and Leo, would I have to
leave L.A.?"  I asked, concerned that I would have to leave Brian.
    "Well, their going to be doing the filming in New York, but production
won't start for another two months, so don't worry."  Barbara knew why I
was worried.
    "Good."  I felt better.
    "But, i know you were thinking about doing 'The Sweet Hereafter'.  If
you want to do it, I will need to set up a meeting with Bob, like for
tomorrow."  Barb urged me.
    "Oh, good, I have several hours to contemplate doing it."  I laughed.

    Barb and I sat there for awhile discussing more about the movie Devon
and Leo wanted me to do with them, and about other offers.  Barb also
reminded me that 'Glass Houses' was going to be going national in six days,
which really didn't much to me.  I never got excited about anything until
it happened.  Barb brought up my Oscar nomination, which she seemed really
excited about and told me that I would have to call and reserve tickets for
it.  I didn't even know if I wanted to go.
    About a quarter after five, there was a knock at the door and Barb went
to let the reporter and cameraman inside.  The reporter was a guy in his
early thirties, his name was Nathan, and he immediately set off my gaydar.
The cameraman was like a typical greaseball.  He looked like a cheap
plumber.  I expected his crack to show over the top of his jeans when he
bent over.  When Barb saw the cameraman, she gave me a look letting me know
she was thinking the same thing.

    "Well, it's nice to meet you Matt!"  Nathan sat down in a chair at the
opposite side of the table.
    "Nice to meet you, too."  I placed my cigarette between my lips and
offered my hand.
    "Are you ready to answer some questions?"  Nathan smiled as he shook my
hand.
    "Ready as I'll ever be."  I laughed.
    "Okay." Nathan set his recorder on the table and hit the record
button."So, why don't we start off with the premiere?"
    "Sure, what do you want to know?"  I asked, trying not to sound
nervous.
    "Well, it seemed to go really well, wouldn't you say?"  Nathan
explained.
    "Yeah, everyone seemed to enjoy it.  I was really shocked to see
everyone stand and clap at the end, however."
    "Why's that?"  Nathan questioned.
    "Well, I have alot of faith in the movie, but I never in my wildest
dreams expected to see anyone react that appreciatively to any of my
movies.  It's like a dream come true."
    "What about the rumor that Devon Sawa is going to be making a movie
with you?"
    "I really don't know anything about a movie with Devon.  I saw him at
the premiere, but nothing was really seriously said about a movie."  I
tried to skip around the question.
    "But something was said?"  Nathan knew what I was doing.
    "Well, there was a mention of a movie in the makings, but nothing
serious."  I repeated.
    "Okay, I've got a sorta touchy question, but you're new to Hollywood,
so let me be the first to ask."  Nathan laughed.
    "Give it your best shot."  I smiled, ready to retaliate if necessary.
    "I suppose you saw the article in the paper about Brian Littrell and
yourself at the Crystal Connection in L.A.?"  Nathan smiled, which made me
think he was implying something.
    "Yes, I glanced at it."
    "Well, is it true, and if so, what are your comments about it?"
    "Well, no it's not true, it's completely untrue, except for the part
about us being there.  However, I really didn't read the article, I just
happened to find out."  I didn't really lie, just sugar coated the truth.
    "Well, it's the word that Brian and you have started up a really quick
friendship."  Nathan WAS hinting.
    "Brian and I met on Todd Hansen's show, and we just immediately
clicked.  He's a real great guy.  Anybody would be lucky to have him as a
friend."  I thought I did rather nicely.
    "How did it feel to be so new to Hollywood and have the Backstreet Boys
as your guests to your premiere?"
    "Well it didn't feel good because they were the 'Backstreet Boys', it
felt great because I was able to have five close friends with me, to help
me get through a really trying night."  I smiled, knowing that he wasn't
getting what he wanted from me.
    "Well that's great.  How do you feel about being nominated for the
Oscar for Best Actor?"  Nathan changed the subject quick.
    "It's great, I still feel like I'm in a dream.  In fact, Brian was the
one who broke the news to me."
    "You didn't watch the ceremony?"  Nathan looked shocked.
    "No, the guys and I were out shopping."  I answered.
    "Weren't you interested?"  Nathan asked.
    "Ofcourse, but too nervous to sit and watch the whole thing."  I
laughed.
    "Well that's understandable." Nathan left it alone after that.

    After a few more questions about my career, Nathan decided to delve
into the past.  Even being just 19 yrs old, I had a pretty big past, so I
had to dodge quite a few questions.  I thought I did rather well from the
expression on Barb's face.  Nathan kept digging, until finally I guess he
decided he had hit rock bottom.  I wasn't about to throw him a shovel, and
he knew it.  After he couldn't get anymore out of me, we all decided to go
down to the dining room to get breakfast.
    Once we got to the dining room and were seated and had our coffee
brought to us, Nathan started in again, placing his recorder in the middle
of the table.

    "So, the public wants to know."  Nathan leaned in. "Are you currently
involved with anyone?"

    I saw Barbara cringe out of the corner of my eye.

    "Yes.  I am currently involved, and very much in love."  I answered
simply and truthfully.
    "Well who's the lucky lady?"  Nathan smiled.
    "Uh Uh Uh, can't give away everything."  I laughed.
    "Alright, alright.  So, how long have you been 'involved'?"  Nathan was
gonna get hints.
    "For awhile, not a real long time."  I skipped over the question.
    "But definitely in love, huh?"  Nathan was making me repeat myself.
    "Yep."  I took a sip of my coffee.
    "Is this your first love?"  Nathan delved deeper.
    "It's definitely my first love that I have felt completely, totally,
madly in love with."  I knew I was being hokey, but oh well.
    "How does your love life work out with your schedule?"  Nathan wouldn't
let it alone.
    "Well, I really don't have a schedule right now.  I'm off pretty much
for another three weeks before I will be committed to anything."  I
replied.
    "Well, that's good."  Nathan replied, dissappointed that I was letting
anything out.

    Finally, our breakfast came and Nathan turned the recorder off so we
could bullshit during breakfast.  I didn't mind really telling him anything
as long as it was off the record, but decided that things get around, and
didn't let on anything during our conversation.  Nathan, I think was more
interested for his own sake then he was the "public's".  I knew he was gay
just by talking to him, even though he definitely wasn't a screaming queen
or anything.
    After we had finished breakfast, Nathan threw his recorder in his
backpack and we all decided to head over to the studio to look at the
treatments for the script Devon and Leo were working on.  I stuck to my
word and didn't tell Nathan anything about the movie except that I was
considering working on another project with Bob and the studio.  Nathan
really didn't ask for much more than that, which came as a shock to me.
    We arrived at the studio about nine o'clock and were immediately met by
Bob and his assisstant.  They showed us up to Bob's office where he had all
the treatments laid out on a long table on one side of his office.  Barb
and I looked them over, while Nathan talked to Bob about me.  I was
actually pretty impressed with what had been drawn up.  Ofcourse, I didn't
let on that I was impressed.  I didn't want to get Bob on a rampage.
    After we got to look at the treatments, we were all showed to the
screening room where Nathan and the cameraman were allowed to watch 'Glass
Houses', since press was not allowed into the premiere.  Nathan seemed to
be interested throughout the whole movie, which I really didn't watch,
since I acted in it and had already seen it once, I knew how it ended.
When the movie was over, we decided it was time to go get Brian and have
lunch.
    I didn't really feel like having lunch, since I actually ate breakfast,
but didn't want Barb to start foaming at the mouth if we changed her plans.
We all piled back into the limo and headed over to the Carlton.  Once we
arrived, I made them all wait in the limo while I went up for Brian.  I
practically raced to the elevator and pressed the button.  I was so glad to
just get away from the questions for even five minutes.
    The elevator delivered me to the third floor and I walked calmly down
to Brian's room and knocked.  No answer.  I knocked again.  That shithead.
I didn't know where Brian could possibly be so I went down and knocked on
A.J.'s door.  I was relieved when A.J. opened the door.

    "Matt!  What's up?"  he smiled.
    "Nothin' much.  Hey, where's Brian?"  I asked.
    "He left about eight this morning with Howie and Kevin."  A.J. frowned,
knowing that I needed to see him.
    "Well shit!"  I laughed half-heartedly. "Well, do you feel like filling
in?"
    "Filling in on what?"  A.J. cocked an eyebrow.
    "The People Magazine interview.  We were all gonna go to lunch, but I
was hoping Brian would be here to go."  I frowned.
    "Sure, come on in and have a sit while I get ready."  A.J. pushed the
door open.

    I walked in and plopped down on his bed, which was still not made.  I
pulled my cigarettes out of my pocket and lit one.  A.J. made small talk
about nothing while he looked through drawers and luggage looking for an
appropriate outfit.  I sat there and smoked, my arms crossed when I was
shoving the cigarette in my mouth.  Finally, A.J. found the clothes he was
looking for and went into the bathroom.  It wasn't five minutes later he
came out looking better than I would after and hour of preparation.  I
hated that.
    We both walked out to the limo together, gabbing the whole way.  We
sounded like a pair of women we talked so much when we spent time together.
A.J. seemed a little nervous about the concept of doing an interview with
me without the other guys there to be interviewed, too.  However, I think
A.J. was sorta excited to get to do an interview by himself, without agents
leaning over his shoulder.

    "Hey everyone.  Brian didn't feel like coming, so A.J. is going to fill
in."  I smiled as A.J. and I climbed into the limo.

    Barbara looked shocked, but didn't really make too much of a face.

    "A.J., this is Nathan, the reporter for People.  Nathan, this is my
good friend A.J. McLean."  I smiled as they shook hands.

    We all decided to go to an upscale resturaunt in West Hollywood, where
alot of stars went to eat.  We all chatted amicabley over lunch, Nathan not
pulling out his recorder once.  A.J. told Nathan about the day before and
about how we were gonna share clothes.

    "So, are you the one that did the do?"  Nathan pointed at my hair.
    "I was wondering when you were gonna ask about that."  I laughed.
    "Yep, I told Brian we were gonna do it, he agreed, so we did it."
A.J. answered, not realizing what he had just said.

    I managed to not bat a lash.  I knew what the next question was gonna
be, and was dreading it.  I hoped A.J. wouldn't scramble for an answer,
Nathan would eat him alive.

    "Why did you tell Brian you were gonna do it?"  Nathan smiled evily.
    "So Brian wouldn't kick my ass for corrupting his new best friend in
just a few days."  A.J. laughed convincingly.  He was good.
    "Well, I like it, I think it was a good decision."  Nathan looked
satisfied with A.J.'s answer.

    I looked over at Barb and we both knew that I had lucked out.  Finally,
after Nathan had enough material for his article and we were finished with
lunch, the cameraman and Nathan said their 'goodbyes' to us, shaking each
of our hands.  The three of us sat there, watching them walk out of the
resturaunt. When they were out of sight, it seemed like we all sighed in
unison.

    "How could you have put up with that since five this morning?"
A.J. laughed and sipped his coke.
    "It wasn't easy."  I giggled and took a sip of my cafe mocha I had
ordered.
    "You both did very good.  I'm very proud."  Barb acted like she was
wiping a tear from her eye.
    "You dork."  I laughed at her.


(Part 10)

    A.J. and I rode with Barb in the limo back to her house, dropped her
off, and were on our way.  We both decided that since it was only two
o'clock, that we weren't ready to go back to our hotels.  We had the limo
driver take us to a cafe that had specialty coffee and sat for awhile and
sipped coffee and talked some more.  I still couldn't get over the fact of
how well we got along and how much we had in common.  I kept thinking about
how I was making such a good friend, and in three weeks he would be
leaving.
    After we got done at the cafe, we rode over to the Boulevard and had
the limo park at one end while we walked up and down, looking at all the
sights.  I had been in L.A. quite awhile and still had not been to the
Boulevard once.  Again, instead of really looking that much, we ended up
talking most of the time.  I told him all that I had told Brian the night
we walked around the stadium.  A.J. pretty much grew up like I did.  He
seemed really interested in everything I said, which was pretty refreshing.
After a couple months in Hollywood, you get used to people being phony, but
A.J. really listened and cared about everything that was said.
    We walked around the Boulevard until it was almost dark out.  About
dusk time, we went back to the limo and headed towards the Carlton.  The
limo dropped us off at the door, and I told the driver he could go on,
since I could get a cab back to my hotel.  A.J. and I went up the elevator,
cracking up, telling jokes and the sort.  We got up to the third floor, and
I planned on just going to his room with him to watch T.V. and talk some
more, but as soon as we walked past Brian's room, the door flew open.
A.J. and I jumped against the wall, the shit scared out of us.  We saw
Brian in the doorway and both start cracking up.

    "And just what have you boys been up to?"  Brian laughed.
    "Well, besides having you scare the shit out of us?"  A.J. looked up,
teary eyed from laughing so hard.
    "We went on the interview YOU were supposed to go on with me."  I acted
like I was mad.
    "I know I know, I'm sorry, sweety."  Brian walked over and pinned me
against the wall, giving me a kiss, right in front of A.J.
    "So, how was your day?"  I smiled as Brian pulled away.
    "Pretty good."  he smiled and looked me up and down, lust in his eyes.
    "Well, since you stopped us, I guess the party's gonna be in your room.
Come on A.J.!"  I walked towards the door, waving A.J. in.
    "Nah, I better not, I'm really tired." A.J. clearly faked a
yawn. "Besides, you guys need your privacy."
    "You sure, you CAN come in for awhile if you want."  I assured
him. "Brian tell him he can come in."
    "A.J. you can come in--if you're not easily shocked."  Brian looked me
up and down, laughing.
    "No, you guys have fun.  I'll see ya' tomorrow, Matt."  A.J. smiled and
headed towards his room.
    "Okay, nite!"  I was dissappointed, but glad that Brian and I were
gonna get to finally be alone together again.

    I walked into the room with Brian hot on my heels.  He closed the door
and practically shoved me down on the bed.

    "What about foreplay?"  I laughed as he slid down and slipped my shoes
off of me.
    "How 'bout this?"  Brian yanked my jeans off of me in one quick tug.
    "Wow, was it good for you, too?"  I laughed.

    Quicker than he had pulled my jeans off of me, Brian yanked my cock out
and sucked the whole thing down his throat.  Immediately I started bucking
my hips, his sucking was so intense.  Brian started groaning, the
vibrations on my hard cock making me shiver.  I grabbed the back of Brian's
head and shoved him all the way to the root of my thick cock.
    Brian let my cock fall out of his mouth and stood infront of me.  He
stripped his shirt and pants off, then pounced on me.  He straddled my
waist and leaned down to shove his tongue in my mouth.  Our tongues danced
as we ground our hard cocks together.  Brian kept kissing me as he reached
down and grabbed both of our cocks and held them together, then started
sliding his hand up and down.  I was in heaven.  I was getting close but
didn't want to come yet, so I rolled over, pulling Brian with me.  I ended
up on top and slid down his chest, quickly kissing everything I passed,
then met with his cock.
    I jerked his cock a couple times then inhaled his hard dick.  I sucked
with a vengeance, wanting to taste Brian's sweet cum again.  Brian moaned
loudly, then his hips started rising off the bed over and over again,
slamming his cock into the back of my throat.  I squeezed Brian's balls
gently, making his hips rise quicker and higher.  I reached under Brian
with my hand and shoved a finger up his ass, causing him to finally let
loose a torrent of cum that came out in jets.  His orgasm was so fast and
furious that a part dribbled out of the corners of my mouth and drooled
down my chin.  After his orgasm had subsided, he pushed me down and jacked
me off into his salivating mouth, swallowing every drop I had to give him.

    "God, I love you so much."  Brian slid back up and kissed me deeply,
causing me to shiver.
    "I love you more."  I smiled.
    "That's not possible, because I love YOU the MOST."  Brian teased.
    "Well, I still love you more."  I laughed and ran my hand through
Brian's mussed hair.
    "Oh yeah?"  Brian started tickling me, causing me to roll away from
him, and fall off the bed, hitting the floor with a thud.
    "You shithead."  I laughed, grabbing my side that hit the floor.
    "I'm sorry."  he laughed back.
    "Come on."  I stood, pulled on my boxers and walked to the balcony.

    I led Brian out to the balcony after he put his pants on and we laid
down on the lounge chair, and snuggled.  I lit my cigarette, trying not to
blow smoke in Brian's face, but doing it nonetheless.  I guess Brian was
getting used to it already 'cause it didn't seem to faze him one bit.
Brian laid his head on my chest and held me around my midsection while I
smoked my cigarette.  He kissed me lightly every now and then on my chest,
then place his head back down.
    We laid there for quite awhile, even after I finished my cigarette and
thumped the butt over the balcony, Brian didn't move, he just held onto me
and nuzzled my chest.  I laid there, letting him nuzzle me, running my
fingers through his hair.  I didn't know if I would be able to get up.  I
was getting used to just letting Brian hold me.

    "Brian, I love you so much."  I commented.  "I wish we could stay like
this forever."
    "I love you, too, Matt."  Brian looked up at me.
    "How much?"  I smiled.
    "Bunches."  Brian smiled back.
    "Prove it."
    "How?"  Brian looked confused.
    "I want you to sing for me.  To me."  I was serious.

    Brian looked at me for a minute, thinking of what he wanted to sing.

    "Oooo, when I asked you out, you said no, but I found out, darlin' that
you'd been hurt.  You thought that you'd never love again.  I deserve, try
honey, just once, give me a chance and I'll prove this all wrong."  Brian
sang to me.
    "You want to know how many times I dreamt that you would be singing to
me and only me?"  I smiled as soon as Brian sang the last word.
    "You want to know how many times I dreamt I would sing to you since I
met you?"  Brian pulled me closer.
    "I love you, Brian."  I kissed the top of Brian's head.
    "I love you more."  Brian answered normally.


(Part 11)

    The next morning, Brian and I got up and ordered room service to bring
breakfast.  We invited all the guys down like usual, and they all ate while
I smoked and watched them pig out.  Devon had spent the night with Nick
again, and they were making kissy faces at each other during breakfast.
When they weren't looking, Brian would look over at me and stick a finger
in his mouth, acting like he was gonna puke.  Taking a puff off my
cigarette was all I could do to keep from laughing my ass off.  Brian and I
were in love, and we didn't make those faces.  Brian finally got tired of
making fun of Devon and Nick and finished his breakfast.
    A.J. was sitting on my other side, and we got into a discussion about
piercings and tattoos, and again were in our own world.  A.J. and I were
talking for a good fifteen minutes, then Brian nudged me really hard,
trying to get my attention.  I turned to look at Brian and he had this hurt
look on his face from me ignoring him.  It was so cute that I didn't care
who was sitting with us, I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss.  He
lightened up and I went back to my discussion with A.J.

    "Hey, Matt."  Devon broke up our conversation. "Nick and I were
thinking of going to a club tonight to see a band perform.  We wanted to
know if you and Brian would come with us."
    "Sure."  I looked over at Brian to get his approval.
    "Yeah, I'd love to."  Brian smiled.
    "What band?"  I asked, picking my pack of cigarette's up.
    "Hole.  Their touring to promote their new cd."  Nick spoke up.
    "Oh my god!  Really?!?"  A.J. looked ecstatic.
    "Yeah."  Devon smiled at A.J.'s reaction.
    "You gonna come with us?"  I invited A.J.
    "Well hell yes."
    "Well, I think it's time we went to shower."  Brian slapped me on the
thigh.
    "Why?  Are we going somewhere?"  I asked.
    "It's a surprise."  Brian stood, held out his hand and helped me up.
    "Well, in that case."  I took Brian's hand and smiled as he pulled me
out of the chair.
    "We'll see ya'll in a bit."  Brian smiled as he drug me towards the
door.

    I walked with Brian down the hall to his room.  Brian threw the door
open, led me in and slammed the door behind us.  As soon as the door was
shut, Brian pushed me against the wall, face first.  He pushed himself
against me and started kissing me on the neck, then yanked my shirt up and
off.  I tried to push off the wall and turn around, but he held me in
place.  It was kind of sexy the way he was being so forceful.
    As soon as my shirt was off, Brian knelt down, reached infront of me,
and undid the button on my jeans.  In one quick yank, my jeans were off.
Brian stood back up and kissed my neck again, then in one quick thrust, his
cock was in me, filling me to the limit.  I clenched my teeth as Brian
repeatedly rammed me, grunting like a dog in heat. I was hard just from
Brian fucking me like he was.  If I made the slightest effort to break
away, he would grab my arms and pin them against the wall, like a cop would
if you were being busted.
    After a few minutes of fucking me hard, Brian allowed me to back away
from the wall just far enough for him to reach around and grab ahold of my
hard cock.  Brian started jerking me off as he kept ramming into me faster
and harder.  I put my hands up against the wall and grunted as my ass was
being filled by Brian and my cock being paid attention to by his clenched
fist.
    A couple more yanks by Brian, and I came, covering the wall in my thick
gobs of cum.  As soon as my orgasm subsided, Brian reached up and grabbed
ahold of my neck with the same hand, my cum smearing my neck from his hand.
Brian slammed me a couple more times then groaned loudly as he blasted
volley after volley of his cum into my waiting ass.
    Brian pulled out of me and spun me around to face him.  He kissed my
neck, cleaning my cum away.  I grabbed the back of his head and held him
close to me, still shivering.  We fell against the wall together and Brian
pushed his arms behind me and hugged me forcibly.

    "Goddamn, that was so good."  Brian spoke into my chest.
    "Fuck yeah."  I sorta laughed.  "So, what's the surprise?"
    "This was it."  Brian looked up at me. "Surprise!!!"
    "You dork!"  I laughed. "Definitely a good surprise, though."
    "I thought you would like it."  Brian laughed with me.  "I did actually
get you something else, though."
    "What?"
    "It's over here." Brian pulled away from out hug and led me over to the
side of the bed by the bedside table.

    We both sat down, still naked and sweaty.  Brian opened the drawer to
the table and pulled out what looked like a ring box.  He closed the drawer
and handed me the box.  I looked stunned at first, but leaned over and gave
him a quick kiss, before opening the box.  I was right, when I opened the
box, inside was a silver ring with a really cool design all the way around.
    I looked over at Brian and he was smiling.  I took one look at those
blue eyes, and tears started coming.  I couldn't help it.  I started
crying.  Brian reached around my neck and held me close to him as I wept.
When I was done with my bout of crying, I pulled away and took a closer
look at the design on the ring.

    "You haven't seen the best part."  Brian took the ring from me.
    "What could be the best?"  I laughed as I wiped the rest of the tears
from my eyes.
    "Look at the inscription."  Brian held the ring for me.

    I looked closely, but couldn't see anything.

    "I don't see an inscription."  I was squinting.
    "Jeez, you must be getting old."  Brian laughed and reached over,
turning the lamp on the table on.

    I looked closer.  With the light shining off the ring, I was able to
make out some writing.  Inside the ring it read "I Love You More".  The
tears came again.  Brian grabbed my hand and slipped it on and gave me a
kiss.  I pushed Brian back on the bed and jumped on top of him, shoving my
tongue into his mouth.

    "I love it."  I was teary eyed still as I pulled away from Brian.
    "I love YOU."  Brian ran his hand through my hair as I hovered over
him.
    "Well, no matter what this ring says, I still love you more."  I
laughed.
    "Well, I have a ring to prove it, what do you have?"  Brian kissed me.
    "I'll have to get you something now."  I laid my head on his chest.
    "It's too late."  Brian rolled me off of him and sat up.

    He reached into the drawer again and pulled out another ring, identical
as mine, except no engraving.  He gave it to me and let me exam it to make
sure it was satisfactory.  I grabbed his hand and kissed it, then slipped
the ring on him like he had done me.  Even after I had slipped the ring on,
Brian kept a firm grip on my hand.

    "I guess this means we're gonna have to buy a house and have two point
five kids and a dog, huh?"  I laughed.
    "Well, dog yes, kids no."  Brian smiled.
    "How 'bout his and his towels?"  I suggested.
    "As long as there are no kids, sure."  Brian grabbed me and gave me a
quick kiss.
    "What do you think the guys are gonna say when they see the rings?"  I
asked.
    "They'll probably tell us we are retarded, but I don't care.  I want
you to be able to look at your hand when we are seperated for awhile and
remember that I love you more than you can imagine."  Brian looked into my
eyes.
    "Well, I want you to know that I will always love you more than you can
imagine,too."  I responded.
    "I'll hold you to it."  Brian laid against the headboard, pulling me
with him.

    I laid my head down on his chest, still looking up at him.

    "I just got one question."  I spoke.
    "What is it, sweety?"  Brian looked serious.
    "Does this mean that we are like, serious now, and that even if we
leave to do our seperate projects that we'll always be a couple?"  I asked.
    "Yes, I was hoping we could do that.  I don't want to lose you in three
weeks."  Brian looked worried.
    "Thank god, I thought it was gonna mean we would have to be
monogamous."  I teased.
    "You asshole."  Brian slapped me hard on the ass.
    "Owww!"  I laughed. "I could be monogamous the rest of my life since I
know that you will always be mine."
    "Well, atleast this way when I leave in three weeks--when I get back,
I'll know you are still grade A goods."  Brian laughed and hugged me
roughly.
    "I love you so much Brian."  I nuzzled his chest.
    "I love you more."  Brian giggled and hugged me again.


(Part 12)

    Brian and I spent the rest of the day in his room, occasionally going
out on the balcony to lay together while I smoked.  As we laid on the
lounge chair together, we held each other's hands, using the one with the
ring on it.  About five that night, we went out on the balcony again so I
could have a cigarette and we could cuddle some more in the lounge.

    "Why don't you quit that filthy shit?"  Brian looked at me.
    "How can you say it's filthy, if you have never tried it?"  I
questioned him.
    "Here."  Brian took my cigarette from me.  He took a healthy drag, and
did something I never would have imagined--he inhaled, then exhaled through
his nose.  He didn't even cough. He placed the cigarette back between my
fingers. "Why don't you quit that filthy shit?"
    "You retard."  I laughed.
    "Well, now you can't ever say I base my opinions on nothing."  Brian
laughed.

    I finished my cigarette and we went back inside to shower and get
dressed to go see Hole perform.  We hopped into the shower together, cold
ofcourse.  Brian scrubbed my back for me, while I leaned against the side
of the shower, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.  Brian was doing
such a good job, I almost fell asleep right there, I was so relaxed.  When
Brian quit, I scrubbed his back for him with the same result.
    When we had gotten done with the shower, I realized that I didn't have
any clean clothes with me.  I threw on the jeans I had brought with me, and
excused myself.  I stepped out of the room, walked down to A.J.'s room and
knocked.

    "Hey, why aren't you ready, we'll be leaving in about a half hour?"
A.J. looked confused.
    "I need to borrow some clothes."  I laughed.
    "Well, you came to the right place."  A.J. held the door open for me,
with a smile.
    "I guess now I'll HAVE to let you borrow my clothes sometime, now."  I
replied as I walked in.
    "Yep, you better."  A.J. smiled and led me over to the dresser and
started pulling out article after article of clothing for me to try.
    "Let me try those."  I grabbed a pair of jeans from the drawer.
    "Okay, how 'bout this shirt?"  A.J. pulled out a pullover sweater he
had.
    "Sure."  I grabbed it from him.
    "That should work."  A.J. started shoving clothes back into the drawer.

    I yanked my jeans off and grabbed the ones that A.J. had put on the top
of the dresser for me.  A.J. looked at me shocked.  I was confused.  I
didn't know why he would be shocked to see me change in front of him, he
shared a dressing room with four other guys on tour.  Then I realized why
he was staring at me.

    "Oh."  I sorta laughed as I realized that I hadn't thrown on any
underwear.
    "Well, it looks like you might need these."  A.J. pulled a pair of
boxers out of another drawer.
    "Thanks."  I grabbed them and slipped them on quickly, knowing I was
blushing.  "Sorry."
    "That's ok, it's not like I'm a virgin or anything."  A.J. laughed and
started shoving more clothes back into the drawer.

    I put the rest of the clothes on, quite embarassed, knowing I was
blushing.  I told A.J. I was gonna go get Brian then we would be ready to
go, and left the room, the color in my cheeks still there.  I couldn't
believe I had just done that.  I got back down to Brian's room and walked
in.

    "What's wrong, you're all flushed?"  Brian asked as he walked out of
the bathroom.
    "I just exposed myself to A.J."  I laughed.
    "What?!?  Why did you do that?"  Brian looked at me like I was crazy.
    "I didn't mean to, he gave me some clothes and I decided I would change
right there for some reason and forgot I didn't have anything on under my
jeans."  I knew Brian was gonna tell me I was stupid.
    "You are so stupid."  Brian was so predictable.
    "I know, I know."  I laughed.



    After I had dried my hair and Brian finished getting ready, we headed
down to A.J.'s room, grabbed him and we all walked down to Nick's room.
Brian couldn't resist it, he had to ask A.J. about me dropping my drawers.

    "So, A.J.?"  Brian smiled at me.
    "Yeah?"
    "Matt tells me that you know why I can't resist him."  Brian laughed
loudly.

    I just blushed.

    "You couldn't help but embarass him, could you?"  A.J. laughed and
grabbed me around the shoulders.
    "You both suck."  I smiled, still embarassed.
    "Well, only one of us sucks you."  Brian laughed.

    We stopped and grabbed Devon and Nick and were on our way.  We all took
the elevator down to the lobby, and were immediately asked by the concierge
if we wanted the limo pulled around.  Nick told him we planned on going
incognito, so we just wanted to use a rental car.  The concierge had great
taste, he had a Ford Expedition pulled around for us.
    I had to fight for it, but I got to drive after I threatened to start
kicking asses.  Brian jumped into the passenger side and A.J., Nick and
Devon all jumped into the back.  As soon as I pulled out of the Carlton
driveway, Brian started grabbing the handle over the door, acting like my
driving was terrible.  I told him to shut up and kept on driving.
    Devon had to give me directions to the club we were going to, but we
got there in one piece.  We drove up to the club, which actually looked
more like a stadium than a club.  Luckily, Devon had gotten tickets in
advance.  There was a line halfway around the block, and growing.  I parked
the car and we all jumped out.  I made sure to lock it before we left it
sitting in the parking lot.  We got up to the door and showed our tickets.
As we were walking in the door, I heard some girl whisper "oh my god, do
you know who that is" to her buddy.  I just giggled to myself.
    The club was elbow to elbow, but we all managed to get a drink and work
our way up close to the stage.  Some band was already warming the stage up.
They were pretty good, but you could tell everyone in the club was waiting
for Courtney Love to get onstage.  I was pretty hyped up, too.  I hadn't
ever seen Hole perform live, which was one of my biggest dreams.  I loved
the band, ofcourse, not as much as I loved the BSB.  The opening act was
still playing when we had finished our drinks, so we sent Brian and A.J. to
go get a second round.
    After chugging the second round, the opening act was still on, so they
went back for a third round, which I declined since I would be driving.
After the guys had taken a few drinks off their third round, they were
looking pretty looped, but not wild.  Finally the opening act was done with
their set and the stage went dark.  We were all standing around just
chatting for awhile, until finally it was announced that Hole was about to
perform.  The whole club went apeshit when the first chords of "Celebrity
Skin" were blasted out.  A.J. got so excited that he forgot he had a drink
in his hand and flung his hands up, spilling his drink all down Devon's
back.  Brian and I cracked up, but Devon didn't think it was too funny.
    Devon quickly got over the fact that he had rum and coke on his shirt
and started paying attention to Courtney Love.  The music was full on
rocking.  I grabbed Brian and pulled him through a break I saw in the
crowd.  I pushed and shoved until we were right in front of Courtney.
Brian and I both started jumping up and down acting like idiots, but having
a good time.  We were both having a great time until some idiot next to us
decided to start a mosh pit and elbowed Brian in the chest, knocking the
air out of him.  I looked up just in time to see the guy coming towards me
and ducked, his elbow smashing into the metal grating in front of the
stage.  I looked up to see blood soaking the sleeve of the guy's shirt.  I
couldn't believe it.
    Just as soon as I saw the blood on the guy's shirt, some other drunken
fool slammed into the poor guy, pinning him into the metal grating.  It was
a fucking madhouse.  I looked over after seeing the guy get hammered to see
Brian down on his knees, finally getting his breath back.  I yanked him up
off the floor and pulled him after me back to where the other guys were
still waiting on us.  When we got back to the group, Brian was still
gasping for breath a little.  A.J. grabbed a hold of Brian and said
something, but I couldn't hear, the music was so loud.  I tried to explain
what had happened, but A.J. couldn't hear a word I was saying to him.  We
finally gave up and put our attention back to Hole.
    After about two hours, they wrapped up with "Drown Soda".  As soon as
they left the stage, the crowd went wild and people started trying to climp
the grating next to the stage.  All of us decided we had better get out
before security got in and started busting people's asses.  I grabbed
A.J. by the arm and he grabbed Brian, with Nick and Devon close behind us.
We all had to fight to get out of the club, but finally made it to the
door, and ran out.  We ran all the way to the car and jumped in.  I peeled
out of the parking lot and we were on our way.  It was apparent on the way
back to the hotel that Nick and Devon had snuck a few more drinks in while
we were at the club, because they were doing everything but fucking each
other in the backseat, with A.J. sitting right next to them.
    A.J. just ignored them as I explained to him what had happened when
Brian and I had gone up to the stage.  Brian looked embarassed as I told
about the guy nailing him in the chest, but he giggled a little.  Halfway
to the hotel, Devon informed us that he needed to be taken back to his
house because he had to get up and go to the studio to talk to Bob about
the movie.  We decided that I would drop A.J. and Brian off at the hotel
since we were pretty close, then Nick and I would take him home.
    After dropping the guys off at the hotel, Nick and Devon stayed in the
back while I drove Devon home.  We dropped Devon off, which took forever
'cause he had to suck Nick's face off before we could leave.  As soon as I
pulled out of Devon's driveway, Nick crawled over the console between the
backseat and the frontseat and sat down in the passenger side.  He slid his
seatbelt on and started talking.

    "You know, I'm glad that you and Brian found each other."  I knew the
alcohol was affecting him.
    "Well, I'm glad that you and Devon are together."  I humored him.
    "Me too.  I don't think I could be any happier."  Nick replied
drunkenly.  "So, Brian got you a ring, huh?"

    Nick grabbed my hand off the steering wheel and examined the ring the
best he could in the dark.  I felt like yanking my hand away, but thought
it would just cause an arguement and let him look it over.

    "That's cool.  I hope you don't think that I have bad feelings towards
you or anything."  Nick looked at me, practically cross-eyed.
    "That's alright, no prob."  I continued to pay attention to the road.
    "No, I really mean it.  I hope you don't think I hate you."  Nick laid
his hand on my thigh.
    "Really, that's okay."  I looked down at his hand.
    "Good, I just want you to know that I'm happy that Brian's happy."
    "Yeah, me too."  I sorta raised my thigh, making Nick's hand slide off.

    I was feeling really uncomfortable.  I don't know why, but I had the
feeling that Nick was coming on to me.  Maybe I was just being egotistical,
but it sure felt like Nick was trying to pull a move on me.

    "Well, it's just too bad."  Nick folded his hands in his lap and stared
out the window.
    "What's too bad?"  I was confused.  He said he was happy, now he was
saying it was too bad.
    "It's too bad that he found you first."  Nick continued to stare out
the window.

    Nick WAS pulling a move on me.  I decided it would be best if I just
stayed quiet and not give him another reason to hit on me.  We rode in
silence the rest of the way to the Carlton.  We parked the car in the
circle drive and went in to let the concierge know it was back.  After the
car was taken away, Nick and I jumped in the elevator and pushed the button
for the third floor.  The elevator delivered us to our floor and we stepped
out.
    I walked with Nick down to his room.  As soon as we were standing in
front of the door, Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out his key.  He
was wobbly from all the drinks and ended up dropping the key on the floor.
I told Nick to chill and I knelt down and picked the key up for him.  I put
the key in the latch and opened the door for him. I looked at Nick and
noticed that he was getting awfully close to me.  I just tried to ignore
the thought and told him he could go in now.
    No sooner had I spoken the words than Nick grabbed me around the neck
and pulled me towards him, kissing me and shoving his tongue into my mouth.
I tried to push away, but for a drunk guy, he was managing to hold on
pretty good.  Nick had a death hold on me.  I couldn't believe how hard it
was to get him off of me with all the drinks he had had. I kept pushing
away until finally I was able to pull away.

    "I'm so sorry."  Nick's eyes got really wide.
    "Don't ever fucking let that happen again."  I stared Nick down.
    "I'm sorry."  Nick repeated.
    "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?"  I spun around to see Brian standing in
the hallway looking at Nick and me.
    "Aw shit."  I heard the words come out of my mouth.........


TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!

(FOREVER'S GONE, SO NOW I MUST FACE YOU, WITH ALL THE THINGS, THAT I CAN
NEVER HAVE)

(Without Chris, I wouldn't have been able to write this part, so I want him
to know he is such a good idea creater!!!!)