Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2001 12:24:06 EDT
From: Grindhl@aol.com
Subject: Curious Nick 7-9

	Warning: This story contains material which may be offensive to
some viewers. So, if you are under 18 years of age (or sometimes 21) or
homosexual material offends you, please leave now. Otherwise, please enjoy!

	Obligatory Disclaimer: This story is completely fictitious. Any
events that occur in it may or may not have actually happened, even though
we wish they did and we were all there! The author of this story has no
clue as to the sexual orientation of the characters, nor does he want to
know because not knowing leaves more to the imagination, which is something
we should all use more often! Character penis size is estimated. If I have
guessed wrong, please forgive me. Okay, enough bullshit. Please enjoy!


Curious Nick
By: Grindhl

Chapter VII

	Vicky was such a bitch! She should've known that Nick was a very
busy young man and that he had a strict schedule that he had to follow. He
didn't understand why she dumped him though. He's handsome, has a nice
body, he's sensitive, and he's good in bed. What else could a girl want?
Christ, he's a fucking Backstreet Boy for God's sake! Every valley girls'
dream. He could get her anything she wanted. She could live like a queen,
but no, she had to dump Nick Carter for some nobody.
	Nick didn't know what to do. He was very sensitive and his feeling
got hurt very easily. He didn't possess the thick skin that Vicky
had. Maybe this is why they broke up. He knew that he couldn't tell the
rest of the group. He didn't even want to go to Brian, his best friend in
the whole world. He knew that if he told the rest of the guys that Vicky
broke up with him, they'd just laugh at him. So Nick walked out of the
hotel, without an umbrella or a coat, and walked the streets of New York
searching for Alex's apartment. Even though they weren't close, he knew
that Alex would be very understanding. The only problem was that he forgot
where Alex's apartment was. He was so drunk the night before that he
couldn't remember. So he walked all the way back to the studio and asked
around for Alex's address. When he found out, he bolted out of the studio
and headed for Alex's apartment in Manhattan.  When he finally reached the
apartment, he knocked on the door.

	"What the hell happened to you," said Alex. "My god, you're
soaking! Come on in, let me get a towel."

	Alex came back with a oversized towel and wrapped it around Nick's
shoulders and used his hands to warm up his freezing cold body.

	"So what happened? You look like shit," said Alex.

	"Well you know that girl, Vicky, the one I was dating?"

	"Yeah."

	"She broke up with me," said Nick, who's eyes were flooding with
tears.

	"Why?"

	Nick tried to explain but he was so distraught that he couldn't
even speak. All he could mutter out was, "I don't know," and he threw
himself into Alex's open arms and sobbed.

	"Oh come on now," said Alex, massaging Nick's back, "She probably
didn't deserve you anyway. And I don't know why she would leave you. You're
good-looking, you're talented, and you're a really nice person."

	"You really think so?"

	"Oh definitely! So why don't you dry you're eyes and change out of
those wet clothes. You can borrow some of mine until they dry. And you
might as well stay the night."

	"Thanks man."

	"You're welcome!"



Chapter VIII

	Alex lead Nick into his bedroom, the one he had told him about
earlier. It was exactly what he said it was. There was a king sized bed,
Stickley furniture, and a huge closet full of clothes. Alex reached into
his dresser drawers and pulled out a white tank top, pajama bottoms, and a
pair of plaid boxers.

	"Try these on for size," said Alex.

	"Aren't you gonna.....?"

	"Leave? Nick, it's not like I've never seen anything like this
before. I'm a photographer. I see naked people every day."

	Nick took off his tee shirt and exposed his well defined chest, It
was beautiful. He had the soft skin of a boy and the muscle mass of a
man. He was very cold though, and you could tell because his nipples were
pointing out like he was aroused. He had a gorgeous stomach. He didn't have
a six pack or a washboard stomach, but it was very cute. He even had a
little patch of happy trails around his navel and leading down into his
jeans. Alex just stood in his closet, acting like he wasn't even paying
attention. How could he not though. Nick then unbuttoned his jeans and
lowered them down to his ankles and stepped out of them. He wasn't wearing
any underwear! Alex's eyes nearly leapt out of his eye sockets. Oh, Alex
was definitely wrong. This was something he had never seen before. This
young man standing before him was a fucking ADONIS! All he thought of was
how he was going to get Nick to pose for him. He just had to take his
picture........nude.

	"Have you ever considered posing.......?"

	"Nude," said Nick. No I haven't and I don't think I should."

	"Why? I mean look at you! You have to let me do this, bring the
clothes with you."

	Reluctantly, Nick agreed and sat down next to Alex's fireplace. He
didn't know why he would do this, not in a million years. The only fear he
had was that these pictures would end up in the tabloids. But he knew that
Alex would never do something like that to him. The whole time Nick just
sat there while Alex hovered above him, and all he could think about was
what would make him do something like this. Could it be the fact that he
was just depressed about Vicky or was it just being courteous to Alex.
	Before he knew it, Nick was dressed and the photos were already
developed. Alex brought them over to Nick and placed them on the mantle of
his fireplace. At first glance, Nick thought nothing of it, but then when
he looked very closely, he could see Alex's point. A load had been
lifted. Nick felt much better about himself and could care less about that
spineless blond bimbo.

	"So what do you think Alex?"

	"I think that they're great. You really are photogenic."

	But before Nick could comment, Alex tossed the pictures in the
fire.

	"Why'd you do that," said Nick.

	"Well, we wouldn't want the rest of America to see those would we?"

	"I appreciate it Alex."

	"So do you fell better," asked Alex.

	"Yes I do, but I'm very tired. Do you mind if go to sleep now?"

	"Go ahead. I'm getting pretty sleepy myself. You can sleep in the
spare bedroom."

	"Thanks for everything Alex, I really appreciate it," said Nick.

	"I know. Goodnight."

	"Night."



Chapter IX

	All night long, Nick kept on tossing and turning in his bed. All he
could think about was Alex. He was such an extraordinary person. He was a
brilliant photographer and a beautiful man, and Nick wanted him so
badly. However, Nick had never been with a man before. All he knew was how
to make love to a woman. But he thought about it. Is sex the most important
part of being gay or bisexual? No, it wasn't. It was about being with
someone you love, and Nick loved Alex. Right now Nick could care less about
what the outside world or his friends would think, all he could think about
was Alex. So Nick jumped out of bed and head for Alex's bedroom. Nick
opened the door and gently woke up Alex.

	"Alex, wake up," said Nick.

	"What? Is something wrong? Do you want me to turn up the heat?"

	Then Alex noticed the sweat dripping from Nick's body.

	"Obviously it's not the heat," said Alex.

	"Alex, can I sleep in here? I mean if it's all right with you."

	"Well I guess so. The bed is big enough," said Alex.

	At first Nick just laid in the bed and tried to fall asleep, then
he kept moving closer and closer to Alex until he could feel the young
man's warm breath on his face. He studied Alex. The way his chest would
rise and fall, the way his nostril flared out when he took a breath, and
the way he looked at peace when he rested. Then, Nick made a daring
move. He placed his arm around Alex's waist which woke him up.

	"Nick, are you okay?"

	Nick removed his arm and said, "I'm sorry, I had no right to do
that."

	Alex turned around to face Nick. He took Nick's arm and placed it
around his shirtless chest and said, "What I meant was, what do you want to
tell me?"

	"I........I.......I think I'm in love with you."

	Alex took Nick's head and placed it on his chest. "You hear that?
That's my heart, and it's all yours if you want it. But it's just to soon
Nick. You just got out of a bad relationship. I feel like I'm taking
advantage you. You're constantly surrounded by beautiful women and it just
seems awkward.

	"So you think we should probably take it slow right."

	Alex kissed Nick on the forehead and said, "That's what I had in
mind. Now go to sleep."

	Nick placed his arm around Alex's waist and held him close. Before
long he fell asleep and dreamt of things to come.



	Okay folks, that's the end of chapters 7-9. Any comments or
questions? Please e-mail me at Grindhl@aol.com. More to come!