Date: Sun, 28 Mar 1999 15:42:30 PST
From: Adonise <adonises39@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brian L., My Superstar

** Before we start I would just like to say a few things 1.) I would
like to apologize for spelling and grammar errors now. 2.) I'm Canadian
an I love Canada so get ready for some country bias. 3.) I would like to
hear from you, please write to me at adonises39@hotmail.com Please give
comments or just say Hi, I'll try to write back on weekends. (The more
e-mail the better chance you'll see more of Brian and Jamie, and 4.)
This story is fantasy (for now) and in no way reflects on the sexual
orientation or felling towards the gay community of the Backstreet Boys.
Finally this story contains M/M sex, if you aren't allowed to read it or
are offended get OUT, please.

OOOH, before I forget this story is a reflection of dreams and a long
term fantasy, not all of it contains sex. To get into the world of true
love, think with your heart as well as your dick. Let's begin!! **

			   Brian L. My Superstar
				By Adonise

Chapter 1

	My name is Jamie Mc Naughton and I've liked the Backstreet Boys for
over 2 years now. At first I thought it was because of my singing but
then I started wonder when I saw a poster of the boys and my jaw hit the
floor, I was in love, not with Nick like some girls or Howie, Kevin or
even A.J. my heart belonged to the man fit to be a Greek God, my
superstar Brian Thomas Littrell.

	To answer your questions, I'm 19 years old and am in my OAC year of
High School, 5'9" and muscular. I have short dirty blond hair (kinda
like a crew cut but not really), blue eyes and smooth tanned skin (thank
god for tanning booths). I have shoulders of a quarterback, which taper
down to my pecs and dark nipples. I'm an active member of my schools
football team. volleyball team, and wrestling teams. Our football team
is 4th in Ontario, we have the 1st place v-ball team, and I'm 12th for
wrestling in South Western Ontario. I'm also a great singer, I love to
get out on stage and perform in front a huge mass of people. Lately to
make a few bucks I've loaned out my voice to parties and such. I then
moved to bars and without realizing it started the greatest time of my
life.

	One weekend I was called by a night club in Toronto that had a scout in
the audience of the club that I had just done and wanted me come to a
contest in two week at the Docks. He said that it was for a chance to
open for a big name group yet to be decided when they came to town.

	"We would send a limo for you and two guests, accommodations for all,
plus half you meals cost. We think that you have a great chance of
winning and Jamie their are only three other entries, so you have good
odds of being the winner." The club owner sounded as though he really
didn't care if I went or not.

	"Yea, I'll do it, two weeks eh? Do I need to do anything first?"

	"Please sent in three good photos, and an audio tape of the 10 songs
you want to perform. When we receive all this from the four of you, I'll
send copies to each of you. Well if that's it all talk to you later."

	"Sounds great, just two thing though. Don't I have to fill out any
forms or something. Two what's the group and who are the judges."

	"Forms will be provided when you get here in two weeks and as for group
and judges, that's what makes this more fun!! Talk to you later." With
that the phone went dead.

	Man, I couldn't believe it the owner of the Docks called me and invited
me Jamie to a contest to open for a mystery group how fun was this. I
was to excited to even know what to do next. I had two weeks to pick
songs, send photos and mail them away.

	"Hey mom, you want to take a trip to Toronto in two weeks, I've been
invited to do a gig at the Docks on the Saturday night what do you say,
it'll be a blast the two of use in Toronto, Dad's new support cheque and
the Eatons center." I knew that mom would go in for a weekend of
shopping in the big city.

	"Toronto, I thought this music thing would stay here and you wouldn't'
get to excited about any of it. As for shopping, your on" I heated when
she called me that, but what was I do to she's mom.

	"The Dock's mom, I have a chance to open for a mystery group, please
just this once"

	"What group?"

	"I don't know that's the fun in it"
	
	"O.K. let's go. What do you need"

	I filled her in on the details and we prepared for our trip to Toronto.
I found the photos that I would sent and after a week I had my song
choices, why ten I have no idea, I hoped I would only need one. After
sending everything away I had nightmares about my info. not getting to
the club. However, three days before I had to leave I received a package
with all the information of the other competitors along with a note that
read.

		Jamie, I would like to thank you for your agreeing to
 	participate in this contest. You have made it past the first round by
 	the judges, along with two other singers. We regret to say that your
 	song list has been shortened to the following songs in the order you
	 requested and we would like you to sing them.
		1.) That's what she said
		2.) Believe
		3.) Where do we go from here?
	"Mom, I have my song list and confirmation here, do you want to listen
to the songs and the videos of the other competitors with me?" I knew
she really like what I was doing even thought she had yet to admit it.
She has helped every step of the way and I knew she would be pissed if I
stopped involving her this close.

	"Ya, I'll be right down, put the videos in first we can listen to the
tape on the way to Toronto tomorrow"

	"Kay, who do you want to listen to first Joey P., or Brian H..?"

	"Brian, I know how mush you like him." Mom said with a certain tone to
her voice.

	My mom know all about me being gay and fully supported me in what ever
descions I made with my feelings, that's why I live with her and not my
dad.

	"That's Brian Littrell and he's already famous" I yelled at her "and
straight" I said under my breath.

	"You don't know that for sure anything is possible"

	"Video is on" I said anything to shut her up.

	My mom came down the stairs and we watch with great interest as Brian
came on the stage and began to sing a song he had obviously written
himself. He also danced around a little funny, but who was I to judge.
Brian I did notice was extremely good looking, he had blond hair and a
body not unlike my own `a good butt' according to mom. Brian finally
finished after his third song.

	"What do you think of him?" I asked knowing full well the answer.

	"Can't beat you, dear"

	With that I stuffed in the video on Joey. He had written his own songs
as well and was a mush better dancer than Brian had been. After the
video I asked mom the same question and received a less enthusiastic
reply. I was a little nervous now, only about 24 hours till' I had to be
at the club and I already had doubts about winning.

	By the time we had cleaned up from the videos and had dinner it was
about 11:30pm. I decided that it would be best if I went to bed so that
I would be able to embark on the journey of a life time. With that I
finished packing my bags and fell asleep listening to the sweet music of
the Backstreet Boys.

	That night I didn't have dreams of the competition like I thought I
would, but I had dreams of me winning and opening the Backstreet Boys
and singing with Brian, my Superstar. I had dreams that led to us
getting married, to us just being my friends, and my fav. me being his
sex toy, man do have an imagination or what, eh?

	I awoke the next morning bright and early around 6:45am and felt way to
tired to be going to Toronto. If I had felt this way any other time I
had decided to go to TO. I would have normally dropped the trip and
slept till' noon. But as I said earlier my mom was deeply into this
little project I had taken on and wouldn't let me quit that easily, and
them it happened the moment I had been dreading scince I was awake
enough to think, my mom came into my room.

	"Rise, shine it morning time. Get your bubble butt out of bed and get
ready we still have to pack the car" she could have the most pearcing
voice in the morning.

	"Why are we leaving so early, I don't have to be their until 5:00pm
tonight? Please, let me sleep a little more" I said in the language my
mom called, the morning grumbles, or as I called it my `It's to early to
get up so leave me the hell alone voice'

	"Nope, you promised me we could go shopping at the Eaton's center today
before we went. So let's go by the time we hit the road it will be 8:00
any way and that means that it's not until 9:30 - 10:00 before we hit
the store and we still need get a hotel"

	"Mom I was thinking before I fell asleep last night we have a limo
coming for me you and one other, a hotel waiting and money for half our
meals."

	Just then the phone rang, I picked it up after the second ring. It was
the club owner. He had called to say that our limo would be their to
pick us up at 8:15 and take us to our hotel and that a rental car that
had been paid for was at our disposal all weekend. I told him that only
my mother was able to come and that only two of our three rooms would be
needed. That was fine with him.

	After filling my mom in on the details, I escorted her out of my room
and I decided that If I was going to wake up I would need a shower. I
turned the water on hot and left to pick out my clothes for the day. I
chose a pair of cords, a blue sweeter and my docks. I went back into the
bathroom and it was now a mass of stream the air was thick with moisture
and I loved it. I striped down and went into the shower, God did the
water feel good falling over my body. Down my face , over my chest and
tight as, it ran down my thighs and I could feel the water running down
my virgin butt crack. Ohhh it was the best feeling in the world. I
washed my hair and began to soap myself when suddenly I felt that
familiar feeling begging between my legs, I looked down and their it was
growing with no help at all. I slowly began caressing my body, I loved
the feeling of my nipples being rubbed until the were as hard as the
meat between my legs. With my left hand I began to rub my left nipple
and my right hand mover to my waiting cock, I felt how warm it was and
with the help of soap started to stroke at a steady pass as the pleasure
grew I began thinking of Brian Littrell and how it would feel to have
his mouth wrapped around me feeling him move up and down, his tong
playing with my head. I can feel my cum ready to explode into his mouth.
After what seemed like forever of think about Brian I reach my orgasm
and the cum flow all over the wall and floor of my shower, I fall on to
the bench I had built in. I rested their for a few minutes before I
Finish my shower and dried off.

	As I finish toweling my self off my bedroom door opens and in walks
Jason. Jason and I go way back. About two years ago he helped me come
out and I had my first open gay relationship with him. He was a really
great guy and we had the best time in the world, but about a month ago
we ended that relationship and decided it would be best if we just
remained friends. He seemed fine with this but I was having problems. It
was a month later and I still was trying to sort out my feeling for him.
It felt a bit uncomfortable for him to just walk in my room while I was
naked, but he just smiled and walked in.

	"Man I wish I could have had that tight bubble butt of yours, it's so
smooth and tight. I still think about it while I tug my thanng." Jason
had very little in the way of inhibitions.

	"Hey Jason, How's it going? I can't talk long Mom and I are going to TO
for the weekend and our ride will be here in..." I looked at my watch. "
Ohh shit, fifteen min. I can't talk"

	"Why didn't you tell anyone you were in a music thing over at The
Docks?"

	"How did you know?"

	"It's all over the radio. Hits 103.5 has run about 4 promos for it in
the last hour. Do you know who the judges are?"

	"No, they won't tell me. Hey, you should come with me I can take on
more person . Itll' be a blast. What do you say, come eh?"

	"I thought you wouldn't ask my stuff is packed and out front" I hated
Jason, he always knows I'll do anything for him and it bugged me.

	After I finished dressing, Jason helped me carry my bags down to the
front door. My mom turned around the corner and came face to face with
Jason. When Jason and I started going together she was very suspicious
of him but he grow on her and now they were like best friends. I told
her that Jason would be coming with us she was totally excited.

	" You should call The Docks back and tell them we will need that third
room." My mom was the most organized person in the world. Not only had
she remembered that we needed the other room but she had only one suit
case, while I had two large suit cases and my knapsack.

	I called the manager and to my disappointment we could now only have
the two rooms but one was a double so it shouldn't be a problem. I asked
when I should show up at the club and after a short discussion I hung up
the phone, just as the limo was pulling up.

	The driver helped load all the luggage into the trunk and we all loaded
into the car. We were about to take off when I suddenly remembered that
I needed my guitar and stool. My mom said just to bring the guitar ad
that they would have a chair for me to sit in. But, after reminding her
about the last time I performed with the stool she quickly helped me
load it in with us. As long as I can remember I have used this one
stainless steal stool with a leather seat. It was like my lucky charm
when I performed. I think that it's because I find it very comfortable
to sit on when I have my guitar. It also have a picture of Brian under
the seat that only my mom know about, which helped me feel safe and
confident on stage, Brian is right their with me.

	The limo pulled away and we were off. As we got onto the 401 I began to
think about the performance tonight and was becoming nervous. To calm my
nerves I pulled out my guitar and began to play the songs that I would
be doing that night. Before long my mom was sleeping and Jason had to
move over beside me. I looked out the window at the senary that I know
all to well. I began thinking about Jason, my thoughts drifted to him
when I thought about Toronto, where we met. Suddenly I felt his hand
rest on my knee. At first I thought that he had just dozed off so I
ignored it. Before long his hand began to slowly move up my leg until it
was stoking my hard on through my pants, I looked over at him and he
just smiled. He began to unzip my pants and pulled out my throbbing
cock, I was unsure of how to handle this. I still had not figured how I
felt about him and I thought that this could just complicate the matter.

	"Jason please don't, I can't take this now"

	"What you turn straight all of a sudden and not tell me?"

	"No it's just that I'm still having trouble figuring us out right now,
this is just making all that much harder"

	"Harder is right" he said giving me another tug.

	"Jason STOP I don't want this"

	"OK, OK" he said and stuffed me back inside and zipped me up. "I only
want what you want."

	We drove the rest of the way to the Hotel in silence, my mind not on
the concert tonight.

Chapter 2

	It was about 4:30 p.m. by the time we got back from shopping. Much to
my distress mom had decided that it would be best if Jason and I sleped
in the same room (she really wanted us to get back together). I was
lying on the bed waiting for the shower to free up from Jason, I know
that he would be about another 5 min. because of all the groaning that
was happening in their, I just rolled my eyes when I heard him call you
my name at the peak of his pleasure. It didn't take long for him to come
out of the bathroom, naked of course. I walked into the bathroom and
could smell the unmistakable oder of Jason's cum, it was the only cum in
the world that you could smell 30 min. after it left him. I started up
the shower and hopped in, I was so nervous about my performance that
night that I wasn't even in the mood to crank it.

	I stepped out of the shower, shaved and got dress, knowing that Jason
would be disappointed that I came out clothed. I was right their he was
sitting on the bed looking at the bathroom door with a look of
disappointment on his face. I was about to say something when my mom
walked in and announced in a loud voice that our ride was here and that
we were to be in the lobby ASAP, or face the penalty. We just laughed

	As we headed down to the lobby mom asked me what order I would be sing
my list in. I had never thought about before.

	"I assumed the order that was on the sheet, why?"

	"Remember the last time you sang `That's What She Said' in public?"

	"I totally forgot. Your right, I'll have to see if I can switch that
and `Where Do We Go From Here' I don't want to be laughed of the stage
on my first song, best at least get two in before making a total ass of
myself" The bad memories just began to poor over me again it had been a
while scince that little escapade had happened and I almost forgot.

	"What are you talking about?" Jason said with a confused look on his
face.

	"Nothing a pea brain like you would understand" Me and my mom just
laughed, he got a disapproving look to him.

	The limo finally arrived at the club and the owner was their to meet
us. He walked us into the club and up to his office where he had us sign
the papers and gave us the grand tour of the club. I learned that all of
my equipment had been dropped of and that I would be last to perform so
I would need to tell the guys how I wanted my things set up on stage
when I was to go on.

	"Before I forget I was hoping that I could change the order that I will
be performing my songs in to have `That's What She Said' last and `Where
Do We Go From Here' first. It's kinda important that I do." I was almost
pathetically pleading with him to let me.

	"No prob. I'll just tell sound. Well, I gotta go so make yourself at
home and I'll come and get you when the people start arriving."

	We went out to the bar and ordered drinks, Mom and Jason ordered
liquor, I had to stay sober so I just had a Pepsi. Time went quickly and
at about 6:00 p.m. people started to arrive and the owner came and took
us back to the green room where I met with the other competitors and
gave my instructions to the crew.

	From where we were we could here the owner come out and start pumping
up the crowd. It was a little nerve racking knowing that I would be able
to hear the other sing. The manager began the night.

	" You were all chosen because of your love for a group that must until
the end of the night remain nameless so that we can keep our contestants
in suspense. You all love the group and you all will have the
opportunity the hear their next opening act unclose and personal even
before they know who they are. So with out further to do here is your
first performer Brian H." the owner came back and got Brian and they
left.

	Joey and myself were sitting trying to act cool while we heard Brian on
stage. He was good real good, even better than in his tape. Then all got
quiet and the crowd began to cheer as Brian came back into the room. He
looked tired and was sweeting.

	"If your dancing better bring out water it's real hot out their" Brian
said sitting in the couch. From outside we could hear the owner come on.

	"Was that not fantastic!! W 're in for a hot night if this keeps up.
Well, lets meet your next performer Joey P." Joey left the room and the
music started.

	This was the second worse part of the night, knowing I was next and
having to one to talk to as Brian had follin asleep on the couch. The
crowed sheared even louder than they had before. I was next. Joey came
back in the room, he was also sweating. The owner could be heard again.

	"WOW, that's all I can say how about that what a dancer. While we wait
for the stage to be set up for our last performer let me tell you about
tonight's guests." the owner went on to tell about Joey and Brian. "an
Jamie is our only performer from outside the Greater Toronto Area. He
comes all the way from Kitchener, Ont. and although he sings doesn't
dance, he prefers to put all his energy into his sinning and enjoys the
relaxation of just sitting down and singing from his heart. Well our
stage is set so let's all make Jamie M. welcome in Toronto." This was
the worst part of the night, the walk from the green room to the stage.

	Once on stage my fears vanished as I approached my stool and guitar
with had been set up just as I asked, I was impressed. I even had a
bottle of water set out next to my stool. I sat down.

	"Hi, my name is Jamie McNoughton, I would just like to thank The Docks
for inviting me and my mom for remembering to get them to give me my
water." I looked out and my mom and Jason sitting center and half way
back, both leaning into each other and laughing. "This is my first big
audience so forgive the nerves, my first song will be `Where Do We Go
>From Here" The crowed howled.
	
	I grabbed my guitar and began. As soon as the crowed calmed down and I
was into my song I loosened up and began to enjoy myself. I moved to
Believe without incident. Then came the moment I'd been dreading.

	"My last song is `That's What She Said' written and performed by Brian
Littrell." The crowd went wild. "This goes out J. K. in the audience.
I'm sorry were not together"

	I began and was doing well until about half way through when my
feelings for Jason came up and tears started to roll down my checks, I
began to stumble on the words. I was so embraced. I know I had about a
minute left, but I was a wreck. I stooped.

	"I'm sorry I can't do this." I ran off stage and outside.

	Mom and Jason came out about 5 min. later. My mom was smiling widely,
Jason had a concered look on his face. I looked up at my mom.

	"Why are you smiling, like to see your son make an ass of himself on
stage." I didn't like the smile she had.

	"No, just that you were great and the audience that you were terrific,
the applauded for about two min. until the owner finally got them
settled and said that the judges were making their final descion. Let's
go back in and see what's up and don't worry the loved you." She held my
hand and we went back in.

	As soon as someone say me the began to applaud and soon the whole place
was screaming my name. I felt like crolwing in a whole to die. How could
they cheer after I ran off stage crying were they insane. I needed a
drink.

	About a half hour later the owner came back stage.

	"I have the results of the competition. But first I would like to thank
all the performers for a great job and I hope they feel better. Before
we announce the winner I would like to tell you who it is they will be
opening for. Ladies and Gentlemen the top rate group they will open for
is none other than the......" The pause seemed to last forever
"Backstreet Boys!!!!!!" I almost died. "and now lets meet your judges,
first can all the performers come up here" We made our way on stage my
guitar and stool were still there, was it a sign. No just lazy crew I
guess.

	"O.K. boys ready to meet the people who decided your fate" We all
nodded " Well, here they are. Judge 1 is, last names aren't needed.
A.J., judge 2 Nick, judge 3 Howie, judge 4 Kevin and our final judge who
made this a close one Brian. Everybody welcome the Backstreet Boys" I
felt my knees go weak.

	Suddenly from behind us I saw them come on stage the owner wasn't lying
they were truly here all of the. First came A.J then Howie, Nick and
Kevin. I felt bad Brian was no where to be seen. I shook hands with the
four boys and then out of nowhere he came on stage my god Brian
Littrell, all I could do was smile. He shook hands with the other guests
and then came up to he leaned into my ear and said

	" I really enjoyed your last song, it was perfect."  Thanks was all I
could say.

	"Now that they know who they open for let's find out who won, which one
of you has the winner"
	" I do" said Brian

	"So who was the third place winner" the owner said

	"In third place is Brian H., in second is Joey P. which makes Jamie M.
the winner congrats Jamie you did great." Brian had the sweetest voice
that I think I have ever heard. It sounded better in person than it did
on TV or radio.

	My mouth dropped open and all I do was mutter out a thank you. However,
mom did the cheering for me, she was up on stage faster than I would be
if I had heard that my paints were on fire. The building was screaming
my name and begging for me to sing again. What could I do I was in
shock.
	I jumped as I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was the owner with a piece
of paper saying that I had won and that I was the lucky suprise opening
act at the boys next Toronto gig, in a week. I took the paper and gave
it to mom, I didn't trust my self with it.

	"Well, Jamie if your performance tonight is any sign of things to come
I'm sure this isn't the last that we have heard of you. " the owner
shook my hand and gave the stage to the boys.

	"Jamie you won by a land slide and we would just like to say that we
are looking forward to you singing with us in a week. But, before we can
let you sing in front of thousands of people at the new Air Canada
building we need to fix one thing. For this to work we will need
complete silence and you will need our help are you up for it." Brian
had come up next to me and had his arm around my shoulder.

	"Kay" was all I could say, my dick was coming to life.

	"Good, because with on guitar and back up we are going to help you get
through your last song." Brain sat at the seat place next to mine and
the boys took seats on either side of mine.

	"I don't know if that's a good idea, I mean don't you think that you've
seen me cry enough tonight."

	"Yep, that's why your not going to cry this time your going to sit down
and sing the whole song."

	I picked up my guitar and started to play. Brain came in right on time
and began sing, this was the crowing moment of my singing carrier son
far I was truly in heaven. This was so incredible here I was play my
guitar in front of a hundred or so people with Brain right next to me,
how could anything go wrong. By the end of the song I know the answer,
nothing. For the first time in almost a month I sang the whole sang
straight with no stopping.

	After we finished Brian helped me take my stuff back to the store room
and casually said how much he was touched that his song could bring out
so much feeling, and I told him how much I like the group and how I
couldn't believe that I was going to sing for their performance. Then to
my total esonishment Brian invited me and my friends to join him with
the rest of the boys at their V.I.P table commenting on how it was to
big for just the group. I immediately said yes and found mom and Jason
and we sat with the boys, Brain had saved me a spot next to him. Nick
who I had not seen scince I was introduced sat on the other side of me
making my mom and Jason sit on the other side of the table.

	The night went to all hours of the morinig and as the building emptied
the boys said that they were tired and a little tipsy after the drinks.
I agreed and arrangement were made to meet at their hotel to go over the
final touches of the concert the next week. As every body was standing
Brian pulled me back down and whispered something that made my heart
stop and my mind race.

	"I saw the picture under your stool when we were taking down the stage.
I was impressed" he smiled and looked up at the rest of the guys "ready?
I'll see you tomorrow Jamie nice to meet you"

	And just like that he was gone. What did he think of me now? He
probably hates me. Now what do I do.

To Be Continued.