Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2004 19:01:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Danny Planter <dlwb21@yahoo.com>
Subject: danny and lance 6

Hey Guys --

So it's been two years since I last wrote anything on this story, and I
just left it hanging.  I've decided I'm going to continue it for a while,
so we'll see where it takes us!  These next few chapters are going to catch
us up on what's been happening in these characters' lives, so it might be a
bit dense but it gets better, I promise!

As usual, I do not know *NSYNC, I don't know if they're gay, I have no
affiliation with any people who work for them and all of this is purely a
fantasy in my own head.

Let me know if you like the story! Thanks!

******

Last time on Danny and Lance...

We crawled into bed and he cuddled up behind me.  He wrapped one arm around
me and I put my arm over it to keep him there.  I didn't know what was
going on, but I was pretty sure I was falling in love with him.  The
feelings I was experiencing were totally new and Lance was so great and
perfect.  I fell asleep the most content I had been in a long while.



CHAPTER SIX

Lance left San Diego a few days later.  We were sad to leave each other; it
was like the entire world had drifted away while we were together.  The
time went so quickly that the last thing we wanted to do was leave each
other.  Life goes on however, Lance had a tour to finish, and I had to keep
going on with my life.  One thing was for certain, we were definitely
closer than we had ever been before, and most definitely "an item."  I did
get to go hang out with the guys while they were in Los Angeles for a
weekend, and I got to know Justin, Joey, JC, and Chris a lot better since
they wouldn't leave Lance and me alone for a minute!

One thing that was frustrating about dating a celebrity is that I had to
keep it to myself, in case the tabloids got hold of the story.  I could
only tell my best friend Anna and make her swear not to say anything to
anyone.  As the months passed, Lance and I talked for at least an hour
every day.  School had started back up for me, and I was getting busier,
but still made time for our nightly calls.  Lance's tour had finished and
he and the guys had started working on their new album which they were
going to call `Celebrity.'

Towards the end of the summer, Lance came to see me.  I was very excited as
it had been a few weeks since I last saw him and the time apart made me
want him even more.  I couldn't wait to get him into my bed so I could
ravage him for three days!!

There was a knock at the door.  I didn't know who it could be, but I was
supposed to leave to go to the airport soon.  Imagine my surprise when I
opened the door to find Lance smiling on the other side!

"Oh my god what are you doing here?" I exclaimed while pulling him in for a
hug.

"I was able to get an earlier flight so I thought I'd surprise you!  I am
glad I got here before you left for the airport!"

"Yeah, me too.  Well here, come in!" I said, reluctantly letting him go.
We pulled his bags in and went to sit on the couch.  We immediately started
making out, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths.  I
quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off of him.  I ran my hands all
over his hard torso which had been strengthened with all the dancing he'd
done on his tour.  After breaking the kiss I slid my mouth over his right
nipple while pinching the left.  He let out a tiny whimper of pleasure, and
then I switched nipples, sucking and nibbling softly yet firmly.  I
continued down his chest, over his taught abs and thrust my tongue into his
bellybutton.  While it was there, my hands swiftly unzipped his pants and
pulled them off.  He let out a little giggle, probably because of the
voracity with which I was going at him.  I hadn't seen him in so long, I
had wanted his cock in my mouth so bad for weeks and now that time was only
moments away, who wouldn't be anxious!?

I dove down between his legs and licked his balls while he got himself in a
more comfortable position on the couch.  I took both his big balls into my
mouth and sucked on them, causing him to quiver with pleasure.  I let go of
them and then pulled his thick man-rod into my mouth.  I sucked it for all
I was worth, showing him how much I loved him.  His moans increased in
volume and frequency the more I sucked.  Finally he pulled my head off and
brought it back to his mouth which was eager to meet mine.  As our tongues
wrestled, he took off my clothes, almost as quickly as I took of his!!  He
then went straight for my cock; it must have been a hot sight, me standing
up with a hot boybander sitting down going up and down on my cock.

The first (and only) time we made love, Lance had impressed me with his
cocksucking skills, and this time he was even better! His tongue was
swirling around in just the right places, it felt like he didn't even have
teeth, and he had become a master deep-throater.  My curiosity was peaked
for a second, because I wondered how he got so good all of a sudden, but it
was quickly washed away by the pleasure that was traveling through my body.

I moved us around so that he was lying down and I got on top of him in a 69
position.  We both sucked each other's cocks furiously, and suddenly
without warning, his cock swelled and he shot his spunk right down my
throat.  I swallowed it up while hearing his muffled moans, which were
stifled by my cock spewing my cum into his mouth.  I took my mouth off his
cock so I could let out a long, satisfying moan.

We were both spent, and I turned around and laid on top of him so I could
kiss him and stare into his eyes.  "Do you realize that this is the first
time we've been together since we said `I Love You'?"

He smiled, but for some reason I sensed it was a little bit forced.  "Yeah,
I do."

"Is everything ok, Lance?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's fine.  Why?"  He replied.  He looked at me with a very confused
look on his face, so I figured I was just making a big deal out of nothing.
I hadn't seen the guy in so long, maybe I had just forgotten what he looked
like when he smiled!  I kissed him and we curled up on the couch together,
naked.  Apparently we both fell asleep because the next thing I remember it
was 5:30 pm, and we had dinner reservations at 6:15!

"Shit!"

"Ahh what?!!" exclaimed Lance who I had woken up.

"We gotta get ready! We have to be at the restaurant in 45 minutes and it
takes 30 to get there!  Come on, we have to get dressed!"  I said in a
frazzle.  We both ran around, cleaning up, and getting dressed.  We made it
into the restaurant at 6:20, and luckily they hadn't given away our table.

Something was definitely wrong.  All through the meal Lance was quieter
than normal.  I didn't want to say anything because I figured he'd tell me
when he was ready.  Finally, just before dessert he said "Danny... I need
to tell you something."

"Ok..."

"I love you, you know that right?" he said in a hushed tone.

I smiled and grabbed his hand underneath the table. "Yes of course.  I love
you too."

He was staring at his plate this whole time, and said "I did
something...something bad."

"What?"

He sighed.  "I have missed you so much over these past few months.  We've
only seen each other three times before today, and after we were together,
I felt so empty afterwards, I wanted to hold you, to kiss you, and have you
with me...Anyway one night our crew had a party and I had a lot to
drink..."

I suddenly knew where this was going.

"I ended up in bed with one of our management staff, Colin."

I dropped his hand and sat back. "Oh..." was all I could muster.
"Um...well I can't say I'm too happy about that...but I guess you were
drunk, and--"

"We did it again."

I was speechless.  Here was the man I had fallen in love with, telling me
that he had cheated on me.  Not just one drunken night, but multiple times.

"He stayed in my room almost every night for a month."  He was holding back
tears.  "I just wanted to be close to you, I wanted that feeling of being
safe, being loved, and I thought if I could just feel close to someone one
night, I could pretend it was you and I could make it until I saw you
again.  It was a fucked up thing to pretend that he was you, because he
wasn't, he doesn't hold a candle to you.  I broke it off a couple of weeks
ago because I knew it was wrong and I realized I might have destroyed what
we had."

I just started at the candles on the table, unsure of what to say.  I was
completely numb.

"Danny?"

I looked up at him, trying not to burst into tears right there in the
restaurant.  "I think we should go," I said as I got up and walked out.
The car ride home was dead quiet, neither of us could say anything.  We got
back to my place and we both stood there in the living room.  I was
furious, I didn't know what to say, he had crushed me more than anyone ever
had before.  "I think you should leave," I heard myself say.  I looked up
to see tears running down Lance's face.

"Danny please, can we just talk--"

"Lance. Just go."

He looked at me, completely crushed, grabbed his bags and ran out, slamming
the door behind him.  I fell onto the couch and start bawling my eyes out.

We never spoke again.