Date: Fri, 9 Mar 2007 00:59:28 -0800 (PST)
From: No Name <liberateme03@yahoo.com>
Subject: Coming Home - Chapter 1

Disclaimer - This is an alternate universe story, one that takes place
where Nsync has never existed, and the guys are younger than they
currently are now. I do not know Nsync, the members of the band, Justin
Timberlake, or Wade Robinson. This story is entirely fiction, and
hopefully you like it.

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The crowd was overwhelming, Justin could hardly see over the crowd,
standing the background, trying to blend in, trying to hide....he wasn't
quite sure himself yet. He was nervous, anxious, scared, excited, most of
all he was sweating like a pig and on the verge of tears, not sure which,
of the many, emotions he was feeling were accurate for the occasion.

Around him, each individual in the crowd was probably reacting in one of
the ways he felt, he was not alone, but he felt it. He could see the bus
pulling in, suddenly, one emotion took center stage and the tears he was
trying to hold back came flowing down, much to his embarrasment, public
emotion not something he was fond of displaying.

"It's alright." Justin took a deep breath, the calming voice of his
friend letting him know he wasn't reacting in the wrong fashion. A loving
arm rubbed his, and suddenly it was like this moment couldn't come fast
enough, it was slowed down, movie style to an excruciating pace.

Slowly the bus came to a stop, and Justin waited, this was it, the doors
opened and out piled men and women, young, his age, all of them with
mixed faces, some tears, some smiles, and soon the crowd was jumping,
people hugging, rushing, crying, and Justin was lost amongst it again,
waiting, his emotions all again mixed, he was a wreck.

A wreck that fell into strong arms as soon as they grabbed him, a wreck
of tears that ran down his face as he broke down, just letting himself be
held tight, a feeling he missed so much.

"I love you." Those words were the world as Justin stood there, no longer
caring of the other's around him, this was a single moment, a single
moment for him, and a single moment for all the others there, public, but
yet individually private.

"Come on." Justin held a tight hand, oddly, being led to a car that he
drove there.

"We missed you." Jen rubbed Wade's back from behind them, trying to keep
up. "it hasn't been the same without you."

"I missed you guys too." Wade took a deep breath. "I missed you so much."
Jen smiled, she knew the latter part was meant directly for Justin, she
watched from behind as Justin lay his head on Wade's shoulder, and Wade
kissed the top of it, affection she hadn't seen either one comfortably in
public with before.

"You can drop me off at my parent's place Wade, they can take me back to
my apartment." Jen replied, trying not to break the peaceful quiet that
currently occupied the card. She knew that it was just as important as
all the the things that would soon be said out loud.

"It's cool Jen, we can drop you off." Wade turned back giving her a
smile.

"No, seriously, please just drop me off there, you guys need some time to
talk, connect, they can take me home." Jen shook her head, not trying to
be rude, but trying to be as stern as her sweet voice could be.

"Okay, if you insist." Wade smiled, pulling around the corner and
stopping at her parent's house.

"I do, I'm glad you're home, we're all glad you're home." Jen said,
rubbing Wade's shoulder in a form of hug as she opened her door. "Call me
tomorrow, we can get dinner."

"Thanks Jen." As the door shut, Wade waited for her to get to her front
door before he pulled away, just now he and Justin in the car. "You
okay?" Justin was still crying, his hand clutching Wade's tightly, but
gentle, cautious.

"I am." Justin replied, trying to cease his crying as they pulled into
the apartment parking lot. He tentatively pulled his hand away, opening
the door and stepping out. He met Wade at the back of the suv, opening
the trunk and helping him with his bags, his gear, then shutting the
trunk. He led the way into the apartment, opening the door, stepping
aside, letting Wade put his stuff down, walk in, and take in a place he
hadn't seen in six months.

His stuff fell to the floor quickly, the door shut, he grabbed Justin in
another embrace, pulling him close, a sweet kiss, short but with great
depth to it. "I just wanna lay with you, I don't even wanna leave this
apartment, I've got six months to catch up with you." Wade slipped out of
his boots as Justin slid off his shoes, Justin's face lit up, an awkward
smile creeping on his face as he led the way to the bedroom.

Justin sat on the edge of the bed, it wasn't made, it was in fact, a
giant mess of pillows and sheets tossed around at all angles. That was
just how Justin slept, a big mess of movement. He watched as Wade started
to take off his gear, finally standing their in just his white standard
issue boxers and wife beater. "Are you gonna lay with me in those jeans
and that hoody?" He asked with a sly smile as he slid the wife beater
off, standing there in boxers.

"I've slept in this hoody every night since you left, I couldn't sleep
without it." Justin said, standing up and undoing his belt, sliding it
off, and then unzipping his pants, letting them slide down, he too, now
standing in a pair of boxers, and a slightly over-sized hoody.

"Give it a try now." Wade said, walking over and kissing him gently
again, "you have the real thing again."

Justin smiled and pulled the hoody over his head, then crawled up onto
the bed, Wade walked around and crawled in on the side. "I thought about
this everynight, dreamt of holding you again." Wade kissed the back of
Justin's head, his curly hair a soft cushion, a nice rest for his jaw,
his arms extending forward and wrapping around Justin, holding him tight,
spooning.

"I can't lose you." Justin's comment was soft, almost a whisper, he was
speaking to himself, as much as he was to Wade. He didn't know what kind
of reaction he wanted, or what kind of reaction he expected, he just had
to say it, had to express the fear he had bottled up in him ever since
they were 17, ever since Wade signed himself into the guard. A fear
embedded in him for the last 8 months, from the time he knew he was going
to lose him for six months, and for six months that he feared he might
really lose him.

"I'm not going anywhere." Wade replied, his voice just as soft, the kind
of answer appropriate for the statement. It was a fear that he had too, a
fear that he would break Justin's heart. He didn't fear death, that was a
fact of life, no, he feared crushing the life of the one he loved, an
unbearable pain he would never wish upon Justin. Suddenly the embrace
became tighter, became more than the words could explain, they answered
the statement beyond his words.

"I fell asleep holding your letters so many nights, I don't know how I
hid my love for you. Your letters were the only thing that lit up my
face, I had to hide your pictures beneath the ones of Jen you sent, but
Jen's are still smooth, yours are so crushed up from laying with me, I
swear, I wasn't good at keeping you a secret, how could I have?'

"You had to." Justin replied, enjoying the warmth of Wade's chest on his
back, the hot breaths on his neck as they spoke, as Wade breathed.

"I didn't want to, I don't want to." Wade replied, rolling over onto his
back, laying there with his arms up over his head. Justin rolled to face
him, resting his head on Wade's chest, admiring the body of his
boyfriend, having missed this view. "I want to read your leaders to every
body like the other guys did, I wanna show off pictures of you, let the
guys know why I'm a smiling fool."

"I know why." Justin replied with a smile, rubbing Wade's abs with his
finger, tracing them idly. "That's all that matters."

"You're all that matters." Wade replied, smiling down at him, lowering
one arm to cover over Justin's shoulder and back, holding him. "I can't
keep this a secret Justin, I want everyone to know how much you matter to
me, how happy you make me. I don't want Jen and the guys to be the only
ones in on it, I don't want your parent's house to be enemy territory for
this." Wade motioned to their comfortable position as he spoke. "I didn't
even care about everybody else today when I got off that bus, I had to
hold you, I had to feel you against me."

"I needed it too, I was so scared you'd be nonchalant, casual, I don't
know how I would have reacted if you hadn't hugged me, I needed it."
Justin replied, shutting his eyes, just relaxing. Wade ran his free hand
through Justin's curls, a calming pasttime that helped both of them
relax. His fingers pulled through the curls, running them up and then
curling them back, a slight smile twinged on his lips as nothing else at
that moment mattered.

"I'm not going to keep this a secret anymore Justin, will you marry me?"
Justin opened his eyes, he was dreaming, at least, that's the only
rational thought he could make of it. He sat up, looked down, and there
was the ring, a beautifully simple ring, a beautifully, perfect ring
staring back up at him and he was speechless. He sat himself up right,
and so did Wade, eye to eye, he was speechless, and he looked back at the
ring....simply beautiful. His answer was clear, he leaned in for a
passionate kiss, Wade running his hand through those curls, holding them,
holding onto the kiss.

"Where, when...." Justin was unable to articulate the words, unable to
spit them out, the questions, unable to be finished as he held the ring,
speechless.

"I had Jen hide it in the pillow, I just had to wait for the right time,
she's had it for the past 7 months, I got it before I left. I just, I
didn't want to be married becuase I was going to war, I wanted to be
married because it was right, becuase it was the time to get married. I
learned after one week of being away from you that it was the right time,
and I waited, I agonized for 27 weeks, I kicked myself for not doing this
before. I thought I made a huge mistake, should have jumped at the
oppurtunity to make me the luckiest man in the world before I left. Then
I thought about how special it would be when I came back, how right it
would be to plan it with you, to celebrate it together, with time and I
knew I hadn't screwed up."

"I'd have said yes when we were 17, after our first date." Justin said,
tearing up, holding them back. "I'd have dropped all my futures plans
then, and I'd have married you before you left, I'd have married you over
the phone if you had asked me. I was ready for this the day you walked
into school in just a pair of p.j. pants and went straight to detention,
but not before you winked at me, I knew then that you were gonna marry
me, whether it made sense or not."

"I was hot wasn't I." Wade replied with a cocky smile.

"Arrogant would be a better word, but you were hot, and still are" Justin
answered, rubbing his abs again. "I love you."

"I love you too." Wade said, pulling him ontop of him for a kiss, a
passionate kiss, Wade's tongue taking control of the kiss, his hands
holding Justin close to him, his hands roaming his back, roaming
downwards towards Justin's boxers, playing with the waistband, tracing
the inside of them. He broke the kiss, moving to Justin's neck, his chin,
his mouth working places that drove Justin crazy, really got him going.

Justin lay in the bed, little whimpers as Wade sucked on his neck,
leaving little trails up his neck to his ear, nibbling on it softly,
gently, then whispering little messages into his ear, causing Justin to
giggle in pleasure. "I missed this too." Wade said with a smile, as he
rolled Justin on top of him, watching as the man he loved straddled over
him.

"You have no idea." Justin said, leaning down to kiss his fiance, his
hands roaming below the waist, sliding the boxers down, Justin's body
placed strategically, Wade's cock at his ass, teasing him, teasing both
of them, Justin still in boxers as he slid Wade's off, freeing the man.
Wade reached to Justin's boxers and with little patience ripped them off
as well, Justin sitting up enough to let them slide off, as he then sat
back down, the teasing beginning again.

"It's been too long." Wade replied, not having felt such pleasure in so
long, just the contact driving him wild, his cock in a place he had not
been in so long. He reached in a thrashing manor towards the drawer on
the side of the bed, opening it and searching for the lube. He found it,
and pulled it close, squeezing some onto his hand and running it over
Justin's cock, lightly jacking off his fiance with a smile on his face.

"Mmm, I missed those hands." Justin replied, as Wade got a little bit
more lube on his free hand and then let it disappear, circling around
Justin, his pointer finger finding Justin's hole, tracing it lightly,
doing teasing circles around the opening. "Don't tease." Justin said in a
sultry voice, Wade missed that voice, knew what that voice needed, what
it requested without saying.

Wade just smiled, a sinister smile as he lightly traced the hole, his
finger darting into it, pushing on it, getting it to pulse with his
touch, getting it to open for him. He knew how Justin's body operated,
knew what to do to get him rearing to go. He took a second finger and
began to trace over the hole with it as his first finger darted in, just
short, nothing deep, not yet.

"ahh" Justin let out another little whimper, pleasure, his eyes shut, his
hands roaming Wade's chest and nipples as the fingers played with him,
tormented his pleasures. Slowly Wade slid in the second finger, both of
them going in deep now, as far as Wade could push, softly though, gentle,
taking this easy. He let them sit, teasing Justin, know Justin wanted
them to move inside him, knowing Justin needed to feel them in and out of
him. Instead, he let them sit, slowly stretching them, like scissors,
opening Justin, stretching his insides in preparation.

His free hand pulled up to Justin's neck, cupping it gently and pulling
him in for a kiss. Justin responds eagerly, lowering his lips to Wade's,
parting them softly, a seductive kiss, tongues battling, Justin melting
into those lips, Wade having such control of him, such a lust instilled
now.

Fingers exited, leaving Justin feeling empty, but one remained at the
hole, teasing it, now having a good opening to go in slowly, gently, but
repeatitively. As the kiss broke, Justin sat back up, backing up onto
Wade's cock, teasing his own hole with it, sliding Wade's hand and
fingers out of the way. Wade can't help but smile, knowing how good he is
making Justin feel, and how good he knows he will soon feel when things
really get started.

Strong hands grip Justin's waist and flip him onto the bed, something
Justin loves, feeling those strong hands take control. He lays on his
back now, knowing what is soon to come. Wade kneels against Justin's
body, spreading his legs and lifting them up to his chest, and then over
his shoulders. He lowers his head down to Justin's cock and licks up the
shaft, slowly, his tongue just trailing up and over the head before
pulling back down the shaft. It is not his destination, no, he goes
lower, his tongue darting over Justin's hole, flickering at the entrance
as he cups Justin's balls and slowly jerks Justin with his other free
hand.

His tongue is talented, pushing into Justin's now open hole, and once
inside darted around, flickering to Justin's desire. Wade has to stop his
activity on Justin's cock to hold his boyfriend firm, Justin can hardly
contain himself in the moment, always losing control to the pleasure when
Wade goes down on him. He thrashes on the bed in pleasure, little moans
elicited from his mouth, just barely audible signs of pleasure.

After a few minutes Wade stops, relaxing his jaw and letting Justin lay
still, breath and relax for a moment. He brings the legs back to his
shoulders, places his cock at Justin's hole and grabs the lube again.
Justin's hole is eager, fingers and tongue invading it and getting it
ready for this, but it has been over six months, and he is tight, Wade
knows that his 8 inches will not go in without some pain, and he lathers
himself up, and then pushes his fingers back in Justin's hole.

"ohhh, babby." Justin replies in response to the fingers, he lays his
head back, already started to feel the passion that he has missed so
much. "I need it." His words are always the same, once Wade starts Justin
can hardly resist. Wade smiles and slides his fingers out, and lines up,
slowly he pushes his head to the entrance and it slides in easy, Justin
is relaxed and ready, eager. It goes in just a little and the resistance
starts, but he breaths deep and Wade is slow, gentle, never hurting him.

As he gets almost six inches in, that's when things change. Justin has
acclimated to the thick dick, and he wants it, Wade smiles as Justin
starts to buck, push back a little, Justin will deny it, but their's no
doubt that Justin does much of the work for the last two inches, forcing
it in.

"Fuck" Wade mumbles in pleasure, holding his dick there, watching Justin
breath, watching him smile, an odd smile, lips pursed up, nose wrinkled,
eyes shut, a sign of ecstasy with nothing even started yet. "You're so
tight baby." Wade replies as he pulls out just a little, and slides back
in slowly.

Justin bucks with that first thrust, he slides his body down the bed to
meet that first thrust, to feel every inch of it. Shimmying on the bed
now with each thrust, his hands gripping the sheets as he slid into the
thrusts, Wade taking it slow at this point, just pulling out halfway to
slide back in, truly opening Justin up for what was to come.

"You okay baby?" Wade asked, sliding out again and then back in, getting
a little faster, a little harder as he pushed in and out.

"mmm, hmm" Justin's response was cute, his eyes still shut, pleasure on
his face, his back now arched, the thrusts going upwards into him now,
Wade picking him up slightly and placing his cheeks against his knees, so
that with each thrust, Justin went upwards, pistoned by Wade's knees, and
then sliding back down on Wade's awaiting cock.

"Fuck baby, such a tight hole." Wade tended to swear a bit when having
sex, when making love to Justin. Justin didn't mind, he was too lost in
pleasure, when his eyes did open they locked onto Wade's, and he watched
Wade's face twist with passion during each thrust. Wade pistoned him a
couple times, bouncing Justin up and down his knees at the slanted angle
before lowering him down to the bed, and pulling out. Justin lay there,
empty, his legs still over Wade's shoulders. Slowly he lowered the legs,
spreading them apart and then pistoning quickly into Justin, holding his
legs apart to open his hole and really drive his cock in.

"ohh, Oh fuck." Justin yelped in pleasure, the force not hurting him, he
was open now, inviting. Wade pistoned a couple more times like that, but
he was a fickle person in bed, always changing positions, always teasing
Justin with those changings. Leaning down he placed a kiss on Justin
belly button, and then slow kisses up his chest, until he got to his
heart and placed a few kisses there.

"I love you." Wade said with a smile, a sincere smile as he dropped in
and went to sucking on Justin's neck, back to leaving hickeys.

"I love you too." Justin replied, a more seductive, pleasured response,
but just as sincere as Wade marked him. Justin rolled over, as Wade
worked his way towards the back of Justin's neck. This was it, Justin was
his now, giving himself, it always worked, Wade just had to work on that
neck and Justin turned over willingly, ready, eager again to be filled.

Wade slid back in, holding Justin by the abs and propping him to his
knees, as he continued the kissing, but picked up the fucking. This was
where it got quick, hard, where the phrase fucking the brains out would
come from as he rocked the bed back and forth, the headboard hitting the
wall, and he knew the neighbors would know he was home.

Wade pulled him close, pulling him upright as he continued to fuck into
him, Justin tossing about in his arms, the thrusts driving him upwards,
forwards, if it wasn't for Wade's arms he'd have fallen to the bed and
been drilled to it with the thrusts. Wade moved his kisses to Justin's
back, slowly kissing down it as he pulled all the way out, and then
slammed back in, letting Justin go and fall to the bed, laying on top of
him.

"Mmm, baby, you got a lot pent up." Justin replied as Wade laid on top of
him, slowly working in and out, barely raising his body off of Justin's.
He gently kissed his neck as he did so, just barely moving inside Justin.
Slowly he pulled completely out and rolled over, laying on the bed, deep
breaths his arms over his head. Justin rolled on top of him, it was his
turn now, he slowly buried Wade's cock back inside of him, just sitting
there.

"You just gonna sit there?" Wade asked with a sly smirk, his cock
throbbing inside of Justin.

"Mmmhmm" Justin replied with a moan of an answer, rocking back and forth
on Wade's cock, but not pulling it out at all. He just sat there,
rocking, feeling all 8 inches inside of him, hitting his spot, rubbing it
as he rocked. "Just gonna tease myself." Justin replied, as Wade reached
up and started stroking his seven inches, slowly jacking him.

"How bout you do a little more?' Wade asked, and didn't wait for a
response as he used his own strength to bounce Justin up and down on his
dick.

"ohhh" Justin let out a yelp of pleasure, this being his favorite
position, every thrust feeling like he was going to explode. With that
little coercion Justin positioned himself to start riding Wade's dick,
taking it in and out, getting Brian close with every pull out, and
driving him home to Justin's prostate with each drive back in.

"I wanna feel it." Justin said through his panting, sweat coming down his
face, his curly hair a dripping mess. "Please." Justin responded, Wade's
hand longer on his cock, it didn't need to be, it was at this point that
Justin could shoot at any minute, just from Wade's cock.

"You want it?" Wade asked with a teasing smile, knowing that despite
Justin doing the work, he still had the control.

"Yes, please." Justin said, picking up the pace getting close, getting
real close.

"How bad?' Wade aked with a sinister smirk now, rubbing Justin's thighs,
driving him wild.

"I need it, please, quit playing me." Justin said with all his words
coming out as moans. He picked up his pace as he felt Wade's balls tense
up, he could feel Wade's orgasm building and with a slowing of pace he
felt Wade shoot a huge load deep into him, hitting his prostate and
filling him. At that moment he let himself go, he stopped, just slowly
rocking back and forth on Wade's cock, milking it as he shot his own load
up into the air, landing all of the bed and onto himself and Wade.

He was a master at the next phase, he slowly twisted to face away from
Wade, and with a gently push, he dropped back down to a spooning position
with Wade still inside of him. Wade remained that way and with one hand
pulled up the sheets.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Justin replied through glazed over eyes. Wade kissed
the back of his head as he shut his own eyes, they had both earned a long
needed nap.