Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2000 19:13:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Really Bigdreamer <reallybigdreamer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dreams Can Come True chapters 9-10

Once again the normal disclaimer applies: the story is
fictional and not meant to imply anything of the
mentioned characters, if you find homosexual things
offensive or are underage to read such things then you
shouldnt read this, i think that's all...


Chapter 9: The next day
	It was about eleven in the morning and I snuggled
into Brian's chest with all I could to do to pay
attention to the news and not just stare at Brian's
perfectly sculpted body.
	"Bush is a complete and utter moron," Brian said to
me.
	"Yup..." I muttered out.
	"Listen, honey," Brian said looking down at me, "if
you don't like politics that much you can go do
something else, I won't mind."
	"I'm very political, I'll have you know," I smiled as
I got up to sit on Brian's lap and wrap my arms around
his neck, "and I am a very proud Democrat, and that's
tough to say coming from Republican country where I
grew up..."
	"Sure you are honey," he said with a kiss on my lips.
	"But let's go shopping!" I said to him.
	"I thought you were a involved Democrat?" he asked.
	"PROUD, not involved, although I am pretty involved,"
I said as I turned off the TV and dragged him from the
couch, "Election Day was while ago and Florida will
still be undecided when we get back so move your
spec-TAC-ular ass!"
	"Alright..." Brian moaned.

	"Let's go here next," I said as I pulled Brian into
the Abercrombie & Fitch store.
	"We just shopped at the Gap!" he argued.
	"What's your point?"
	"Never mind," he sighed.
	After we looked around the store I decided to get
Brian every style of Abercrombie boxers that I knew he
didn't already have, which was pretty hard since he
already had tons. After that we sat down at the food
court, that's what I love about New York City malls,
there's always a harder decision of where to eat than
there is where to shop.
	We sat down after searching long and hard for a
table.
	"What's wrong, Brian?" I asked as I took a bight of
my pizza.
	"Nothing, sweetie," he said before taking a bight of
his turkey sub.
	"Come on," I argued, "I know there's something wrong
when shopping doesn't cheer you up!"
	"Shopping doesn't excite me as much as it does you,"
	"Well shopping with ME should lighten your mood," I
said.
	"Anything I do with you lightens my mood," he said
not looking up from the table.
	"Brian," I said bluntly, "cut the shit. There's
something wrong when on your first full day off in a
while all you wanna do is watch the news! Not only
that but you haven't even attempted to talk to me all
day, unless it's about something that's not really all
that interesting or something that has nothing to do
with us!"
	"Alright," he said, "I'm worried."
	"About..." I tried to get him to open up.
	"About my career!" he said as he dropped his sub and
grabbed his soda, "listen, I don't wanna talk about it
here or right now!"
	With that he got up and grabbed the bags of stuff
that were his and started for the stairs, I picked up
the trays that our food was on and dumped out what we
hadn't ate, which was most of the food. I grabbed my
bags and rushed to catch up with Brian, but I did as
he walked out the door.
	"Planning on leaving without me?" I asked.
	"No," he said without looking at me, "I was planning
on waiting for you in the car."
	Without another word spoken between us he unlocked
the door to his Ford Taurus and then unlocked mine. He
drove us home in silence. When we got to my apartment
we took our stuff out of the bags and then Brian went
off into the bedroom without a word. I followed and
saw him sitting in a chair in the corner reading a
book.
	"It's a good book," I said sympathetically after
noticing he was reading one of my books: `Mob Lawyer'.
	"Oh yeah?"
	"Brian," I said as I slowly took the book out of his
hands, "tell me what's wrong."
	"I told you."
	"Oh wow," I said, "that really explains a lot!"
	"Alright," he said softly, "I'm worried about what's
going to happen to happen when the Backstreet Boys
end."
	"End?" I asked.
	"When we break up or when we fade from the mainstream
or whenever, you know what I mean!"
	"That's not gonna happen," I started to say.
	"Yes it is!" he yelled, "let's face it nothing lasts
it forever! Sooner or later we're gonna get sick of
each other or record sales are drop off the charts or
one of a million other things! And what's gonna happen
to me when that happens? I'll have the money to
support myself, but what am I gonna DO? You already
have that figured out! You have an acting career to
fall back on, I don't!"
	"Honey," I said, "the answer's easy, you'll spend all
your time with me!"
	"I'm NOT joking," he said.
	"I know, but still let's face it," I said, "the
Backstreet will lose their appeal to the teenage
audience I watched a whole interview with the major
music critic not too long ago and he said both the
Backstreet Boys and *NSync seem to more of long
lasting thing. He said that BSB has done that by
appealing to a broader audience and *NSync has done
that by tapping into different music styles, like
techno beats and rap interludes on their new CD... so
honey I doubt that you're gonna fade for a long
time...and that shows considering your single is #10
right now, mine's now #4, but hey I guess not everyone
is as good as me. So don't worry"
	"I hope you're right," he said, "the new album's
being released next week and I don't wanna see
anything bad happen because of bad sales..."
	"Well, until then, why don't we pass the time a
little faster..."
	"Hmm..." he said with a smirk, "how could we ever do
that?"
	"Don't know...any suggestions?"
	"Yeah..."
	Brian leapt from his chair and embraced me in his
arms, soon his lips met mine and his tongue forced its
way into my mouth. We fell onto the bed still kissing
wildly, soon our hands groped each other's asses.
	"I want you in me..." I whispered into his ear.
	"Mmm..." he moaned as he sucked my neck.
	Soon we had stripped of our clothes and Brian was
inching his lubed, condom-clad cock into my ass. He
slowly lunged in and out picking up pace each time. He
bent down and licked my right pec. I reached down and
began to slowly stoke my cock. I picked up speed as
Brian's pace did, soon we were synchronized in speed.
Brian threw his head back and I knew he was close to
climax with one long moan he started to spasm and I
along with him. Our bodies rocketed together and he
collapsed onto me. We kissed lightly as we panted.
	"I love you..." he huffed.
	"Me too..."
	There we lay exhausted until we fell asleep

Chapter 10: The next day

	I woke up around eight and noticed Brian was already
out of bed, and that's EXTREMELY weird considering
that he's usually not up until a little before noon.
Then again, we did fall asleep early after we...well
that's when I noticed noises from the kitchen. Another
rare things considering Brian can't cook anything
unless its PB&J or microwaveable.
	I turned around the corner to see that he wasn't
cooking in the kitchen, he was putting his bags in
there.
	"Why are you packing?" I asked.
	"I have to continue the charity tour, remember?" he
asked.
	"Oh...yeah..." I murmured.
	"Listen," Brian said, "I want you to know that I will
call you everyday..."
	"Not here..." I said as I grabbed a bottle of water
from the fridge, "I'm moving out of here. My stuff I
being shipped back home and the studio is renting me a
hotel room for the shooting of the film. By the way
that starts in two weeks. And then the week after that
my CD is released and hopefully I'll actually get some
money."
	"Instead of living off of me?" Brian said
sarcastically.
	"Well," I said with a grin, "that's the reason I
started dating you."
	With that I went into the bathroom and hopped into
the shower. After I had showered I dried off, put on
my robe and headed into the bedroom.
	"Brian," I yelled, "come help me find something to
wear."
	Brian walked in and we searched through the mountains
of clothes until I found a suitable outfit.
	With that I helped Brian carry his bags down to his
waiting Ford, even though I don't like Fords I do the
Taurus, and we drove off  to hotel where the other
Boys were staying. Brian had the desk call for them
and they came down after a few minutes and packed
their stuff into a limo, while Brian and I moved his
stuff from the Taurus to the limo. Then we drove off
to the airport.
	Everything was ready and they were headed for the
gate.
	"Brian," I said as I pulled him away from the others,
"I feel like this is all being rushed...I haven't had
for only a couple of hours today and now you're
leaving. I just want to say thanx for letting me use
the Taurus while off on tour and that I'll remember to
have it shipped to Orlando when I fly to Baltimore to
start shooting the movie."
	"That's my baby," he said with a smirk, "the human
date book."
	"I love you too, babe..."
	With that we hugged, nothing more since we were in
public.
	"Goodbye guys," I said as I hugged each of them.
	"I'll take care of Brian for you..." Kevin whispered as
I hugged him last.
	With that they all departed...and that was that...

Well that's it folks...the end for now...I hope to
continue the story, but not for a while, if at all. I
don't know how long that will be maybe a week or a
month or maybe a lot longer. Thanx for letting me
write this and email me your thoughts