Date: Tue, 18 Jul 2000 01:28:12 GMT
From: Julian Luna <lunajulian@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eyes of Stone chapter four

I know...This chapter should have been posted a long time ago. I have no
good excuses as to why this chapter was late. Just live with it okay :)
This installment of "Eyes of Stone" is dedicated to one of my best "net"
friends, if not my best, John a.k.a Aussieboy from Melbourne, Australia. He
has been there for me in my good times and most of all, he has been there
helping me through the bad times. And the "Yellow Alert" status is still in
effect.

And also, I would like to give a shout out to aeoros in Mexico, the one
person in the world that actually could give me a competition when it comes
to being the biggest Kevin fan. Oh, I almost forgot. Justin. Thanks for the
nice pic made for the story.

I have one thing to ask of ALL my readers. Please send me an email. It
doesn't have to be a long one. Just say hi or whatever you want. Ok, I'm not
expecting the amount of mail DLS gets, since there obviously aren't as many
Kevin fans as there are Brian fans, but I have to believe that there are a
lot of you out there. I wanna know just how many :) So please just send me a
mail and will try to figure out how many we are.


Before the story can continue, here it is......

Legal Disclaimer:
If you are under the legal age of  reading or actually having sex in your
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Disney's site is just a few keystrokes away. So as I said, you better leave!

This story contains (will contain) graphic explanations of gay sex. So if
this is something that you have problems with, maybe you should join the
under aged at Disney's site instead.

I don't imply anything about the sexuality of any member of the BSB or any
other person of fame in this story. This is also fiction, therefore I take
the liberty to use as much artistic freedom as I see fit to give this story
a natural flow.

Any reaction, good or bad, is gladly accepted by me, the author. My first
language is not English and there is a possibility that I will make
grammatical errors or that my spelling will be a bit off. So if there is any
of that I would be glad if you mailed me and told me that.

Email: lunajulian@hotmail.com

Enjoy the story
ArPo


I cocked the gun and advanced with caution. I opened the front door, but
there was no sounds coming from inside. What the hell just happened here? I
walked through the door and looked over my shoulder into the kitchen, still
with my gun raised. It looked ok. Nothing that really was out of place. Just
some food on the counter, but nothing else. I continued towards the living
room but stopped a few feet outside the room. Something had just caught my
eye. There on the floor was body. Still cautious about my surroundings, I
started to walk towards the living room again. More of the body became
visible and soon the whole body was in plain sight. The body belonged to
Kevin...







Chapter four


'Fuck...fuck...fuck...not in my house...why?...and who?'

I went into super cop-mode. Slowly I started to enter the room, always
making sure that I had a clear line of fire. I saw a slight movement in the
corner of my eye. I turned towards it, ready to shot whoever did this to
Kevin. God, it was AJ and Kristin, lying on the floor cuddled close
together. AJ was holding her back, as she tried to get to Kevin. I looked
around and could see Howie cowering behind the couch. But I couldn't see
Nick or Brian. Where the hell were they? And is Kevin ok? I looked over at
Kevin's body again, but could see no movement from him. Not good. I gestured
to Kristin and AJ to stay down, as I continued to search the rest of the
house. I walked slowly towards the two bedrooms in the back making sure that
I always had my back up against a wall.
There! I could hear a sound coming from the room I used as a study. It was
like someone was shuffling through some drawers or something. I slowly
advanced, all the time with the gun pointed in the direction I looked. There
it was again, but this time I could hear voices as well. That meant that
there had to be more than one perpetrator. Fuck...how was I supposed to
managed that without backup and without getting killed?
As I came closer to the room, the voices became clearer and clearer. They
were still whispering but I could actually understand a word or two. I
stopped and looked back towards the living room. From the point were I was
standing, I could only see Howie and the heads of Kristin and AJ. Fuck...I
need to get an ambulance here quick if Kevin was seriously wounded. Just as
I turned my attention back to the voices in the study, I saw a slight
movement. I could clearly see Kevin's chest moving as he breathed. Once more
focusing on the job, I could hear the voices grew increasingly in strength.
Shit, they were coming this way. I quickly retreated backwards. I walked
until I felt a small bookcase hit me in the back. YES!!! Cover. I got down
on my knees slightly hunched behind the corner of the bookcase and pointed
my gun towards the voices. They were growing in strength and then I could
hear their footsteps on my hardwood floor.

The first thing that I could see was a right hand. In that hand was MY gun.
The fuckers used my gun as well. I just hoped that they didn't find the gun
safe in my bedroom. I stored all my competition pistols in that safe. And
all the ammo as well. But they still had my gun. A 9 mm Glock 17. it could
make serious damage if a bullet hit the stomach or head area on a person.
The two person had almost passed me without noticing me, which is a hard
thing to do. As soon as the was passed me, I stood up behind them. I took
aim at the back of the head of the one with my gun.

"Freeze, don't move. Slowly put down the gun on the floor and take three
steps forward. And when I say three, I mean three. Not four and not two, but
three steps. And then you put your hands in the air. No sudden movements or
Blondie here will have one huge hole in the back of his head."

I was glad to see that they man with gun did exactly what I told him to do.
He slowly put the gun down and then they took three steps forward, just as I
told them to. Something in the back of my mind trying to get my attention,
but I was still in super cop-mode so I pushed it back into my subconscious.
I kept my eyes at the two of them when I bent down to pick up the gun. After
making sure that the gun wouldn't accidentally go off, I put it away. I
could see that Kristin and AJ was making their way over to Kevin. Still
standing there pointing the gun at the back of the head of the blond one, I
asked the dreaded question:

"Is Kevin ok?"

My heart almost jumped with joy when I heard Kevin's voice.

"I'm ok! A little scared, but still ok."

With that I turned my attention back to the two perpetrators. That's when it
finally clicked. Nick and Brian! It was Nick and Brian that had fired the
gun. I was standing in my living room, holding a gun to the back of Nick's
head, threatening to blow his brains out. At that point the only thing I
could think of was the number of teenage girls that would kill me if I
carried out my threat. The numbers of hate sites on the Net would be huge. I
could just picture the headlines.

'Cop kills Backstreet Boy!' 'Nick Carter shot to death by crazy cop!'

This was something that had to be avoided by all means, but first they had
to be punished.

"Ok assholes! Lay on the floor face down! And no sudden movements."

I could see that AJ, Kevin and Kristin was going to object, but I quickly
signaled them by putting my finger up to my lips in a hushing gesture. I
could see a smile starting to spread across AJ's face when he figured out
what I was going to do.
Brian and Nick on the other hand didn't really like the idea.

"Seba..." Nick tried.

"Shut up and get down on the floor. I'm not gonna tell you this one more
time. Face down on the floor and spread eagle."

"But..."

It was Brian this time.

"Listen! I have my gun less than a foot from Blondie's head and let me tell
you. I can't miss from this distance. Christ, I wouldn't miss his head even
if he was thirty feet from me. So just shut the fuck up and get down on the
floor!"

They had no other choice than to do what I said. When they were lying on the
floor face down, I holstered my own gun and reached behind me. When my hand
returned into sight for Kevin and the others they could see that I holding,
not one, but two pairs of handcuffs. AJ couldn't help himself and let out a
small chuckle. Nick tried to speak again but I cut him off, telling him to
shut up. I bent down and placed one knee in the small of Nick's back,
pulling his right arm behind his back. Quickly cuffing this hand and then
repeating the action with his left hand. When this was done I did the same
thing to Brian. I stood back up and looked down at my two "suspects". I
looked up and could see that the rest of the group just stood there laughing
slightly. And just then an evil thought crossed my mind. I quickly went into
my study and got my camera. This was a perfect photo-op. And I was sure that
I could sell those pictures to a lot of papers and magazines. I mean, this
was a teenage girls dream, and some teenage boys as well. Two hot boyband
members handcuffed on the floor. You could do what you wanted with them.
I went back out into the living room and quickly took a couple of pictures.
When Nick and Brian realized what I was doing, they tried to talk again.
This attempt was quickly silenced by me. I grabbed hold of Nick's cuffs and
then Brian's.

"Time to stand up dirt bags!"

With that I yanked both of them up into a standing position. I pushed them
to get them to walk. I lead them to my couch. I put on my best poker face
and then turned them around. As soon as they had turned they both tried to
talk again.

"Shut up!" was the only response they got from me.

I put my hands on their chests and pushed. This made them sit down on the
couch. I could see that Brian cringed a little as he sat. I had seen that
before. It was caused when you sat on your own hands. Happened to almost
everyone that got their hands cuffed behind their backs.
I walked over to the rest. I was glad to see that Kevin was up and walking.
I was more than a little worried about him before.

"Are you really ok Kevin?"

"Yeah! I mean, my heart is still beating like 200 beats per minute, but
other than that, I'm fine. I was scared shitless when I heard the shot and
just milliseconds later the bullet pass by my head."

"That's never fun to do." I added with a smile.
"I just hope that you are ok. Now I have more pressing matters at hand. I
need to talk to Nick and Brian about safety rules when it comes to guns. Hey
AJ, there are a couple of grocery bags outside. You think that you could go
and get them?"

"Sure!" and with that he was off.

I took one last look at Kevin, Kristin and Howie standing there talking.
Kevin and Kristin sure was a good-looking couple. With one last 'damn', said
to myself of course, I was off to talk to Nick and Brian.

Pulling up a chair to the couch, I sat down, but not before putting the gun
on the table in front of me. Both Brian and Nick was sitting there kinda
hanging their heads. I mean, they looked like they were caught stealing
cookies from the cookie-jar. I took a deep breath and began to speak.

"Brian, are you ok? You cringed when you sat down. Did you sit on your
hands?"

Getting a nod from Brian, I continued.

"Ok, here's the deal. I will let you out of those cuffs, but not before I
had my little speech. Who held the gun when it fired?"

Nick said that it was he who had the gun.

"I take it that you were the one that found the gun in my nightstand as
well."

Getting another nod from Nick I went on.

"Guns, any kind of firearms, are dangerous if you don't have the proper
training. You could seriously harm and even kill yourself or another person.
That almost happened here today."

Both Nick and Brian's raised their heads to look at me. They were both
surprised at what I just said.

"Kevin said that he could hear the bullet as it passed his head. It was a
close call, but he is ok. I don't blame you for anything and I don't think
Kevin does either. And if someone should be blamed it should be me. I left a
loaded gun in an unlocked drawer. I should have known better and locked it
away, but what's done is done and I am happy that it turned out so well. I
just want one more thing from you two. I want you to promise me that you
will never touch another gun, unless you have a proper training for that
specific gun. Is that a deal?"

I got two weak "it's a deal" from them. Smiling at them I stood up.

"Now let's get you out of these cuffs. Unless you are into kinky stuff and
want to keep them on."

I could see a smile on their faces.

"Nah, I'm not into that kinky stuff, but maybe you should ask Kevin."

Brian smiled as he said that.

"So Kevin is into bondage. Never would have guessed that. Maybe I should buy
him and Kristin a pair or two as a wedding present."

As soon as I said that Brian and Nick turned their heads slightly and kinda
glanced at each other. I missed this, as I was busy un-cuffing them at the
moment. I picked up the gun and removed the clip. I also made sure that
there wasn't a bullet in the chamber.

"Now let's have a BBQ!"

Nick, Brian and I went over to the rest, only to see that they had finished
preparing everything. There was a nice salad, some steaks, a couple of
potatoes, some tinfoil, beer, wine, water, some bread and some other
vegetables. Everything you needed to have a nice BBQ.

"This looks great. Why don't you go ahead and go out to the patio and start
the grill. I really need to get out of this uniform and take a shower. It
has been shitty day so far, but I have a hunch that it's about to get much
better."

"You go ahead and take that shower. I want my men to smell good." Kristin
said, emphasizing this by smelling Howie's neck. "Mmmm...smells just like
honey."

We all laughed, except for Howie. He blushed instead.



I put the guns away and then took my shower. I stood in my room after the
shower trying to decide what clothes to wear, when I noticed somebody
standing in the door.

"You like what you see?"

I turned my head just in time to see Kristin giving me a huge smile for an
answer.

"Yeah! I wouldn't kick you out of bed, if that's what you're asking."

Kristin closed stepped into my room and closed the door. She took a few
steps towards me. She stopped when she was standing just a couple of inches
from me. Reaching up and turning my face to her, she says:

"Just gotta check."

With that she kisses me. Not just a peck on the mouth. No, it was a really
intense kiss. I mean, I thought that she was trying to taste what I had for
breakfast. Pulling away from me, she took a couple of steps back. Looking at
me, slowly lowering her gaze from my face, down my chest until it finally
stops at when she reached my groin area. I was still too shocked to say
anything. She shakes her head and then starts to talk again.

"Just my luck. All the good-looking men really are gay."

I shake my head trying to stimulate my brain to start functioning again. I
look at Kristin, only to once more be greeted by a huge smile on her face.

"Wow...I mean...Damn, you are a great kisser Kristin. Don't get me wrong but
why did you do it? I mean, aren't you and Kevin engaged? And you know that I
am gay. Trying to convert me?"

"Nah, just wanted to see if you really are gay. And if you take the lack of
bodily responses to that kiss, I would say that you are really gay. No man
has ever been able to stay soft after one of my kisses, not even Kevin."

"Hey watch it! If your ego grows just a little bit more, I think that your
head would actually explode. And you really didn't have to try that on me. I
could have told you that my body just don't respond to any kind of
stimulation from a woman."

"I can see that." Her eyes wandered down to my groin and back again.

"You should really thank your guardian angel Kristin."

"Really? And why is that?"

"Let me put it this way. The last woman that tried to have sex with me got a
surprise."

"And what kind of surprise was that?"

"In high school, I tried to convince myself that I was straight, or at least
bi, so I decided to have sex with the girl I was dating at the time. We
ended up at a party one night and she got a bit drunk. After I took her
home, we ended up in her bed making out. But just after a few minutes, I
started to feel strange. I couldn't really understand what it was, but I
soon found out. A few seconds later I was running to the bathroom with my
hands over my mouth, trying not to throw up anywhere but in the toilet. When
I returned, she asked what was wrong and I told her that it was probably
just the beer I had earlier and that I'd better go home."

"So you got a bit drunk and threw up. That is normal."

"Nah...Not when didn't drink a drop of alcohol. I never touched a drop that
night."

"Oh...I see. Well you better get dressed, we are about to put the meat on
the barbeque."

With that she was off. I just laughed a little and went back to the matter
at hand, getting dressed. I chose I black wife-beater and a pair of khaki
shorts. I didn't bother to put any shoes on. I made sure that the gun safe
was locked before I went out. About halfway to the patio, I stopped and went
in to the study. While grabbing my digital camera, I saw it. The bullet
hole. The bullet had made a nice little hole in the wall between the study
and the living room. I made a mental note to fix that later and to check and
see if I could find the bullet in the opposite wall. I made my way out to
the patio. The picture was one that I bet almost every teenaged girl would
have wanted to see. The five members of the Backstreet Boys was flat on the
back on a blanket, only dressed in shorts. It looked like they enjoyed
themselves, lying there catching some rays. I raised my camera and took a
picture. Maybe I should have this one on my Christmas cards this year.

"Hey, get your mind out of the gutter. That's not the kind of meat your
supposed to eat on a BBQ."

I didn't even take my eyes of the boys when I gave her the finger.

"And why is that? I mean, they are prime choices of beef all of them."

And I really meant what I said. All of them had nice bodies. Ok, Nick's
wasn't top quality, but he would do. And Kevin's was the best looking of
them all. His defined chest glistened in the sun as small drops of sweat
formed from the heat of the sun. I would love to over there, straddle his
hips, bend over and lick his chest. I would start at nape of his neck and
slowly, but deliberate, working my way down his chest until I reached his
nipples. I would take them in my mouth one at the time, gently sucking on
them and grazing them with my teeth, making them hard. Them I would run my
tongue around them a couple of times. Then I would leave them, but still
stimulating them with my hand. My mouth would travel further down his chest,
leaving a wet trail. As I reach his navel I, could hear him groan and push
his stomach up against my face. I would dart my tongue in and out of his
navel a few times, then continue downwards. Just as I reach his shorts, I
would look up and try to get eye contact. When that is done, I let go of his
nipples and grabs his shorts and start to undo them. I get that done and I
brake the gaze to look at his now revealed bush. I can just see a hint of...

"SHIT!!!!"

I literally jump when I feel the cold water run down my back. I turn around
and find Kristin standing there with a goofy smile on her face. Then from
behind me I hear:

"Ok, so who is it?"

I turn around and find all five of the guys standing there with huge smiles.
I immediately know what they wanted to know. I could see it on there faces.

"What?" Was the intelligent answer that escaped my lips. This was obviously
not good enough.

"You know what we are talking about. You're not going to get away that
easy." Howie said. "Now, are you gonna tell us or are going to have to get
that answer some other way?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about." I said trying to convince them.
I walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle of water, hoping that they
would drop it.

"This is going to be fun. How are we going to do this? Bamboo splints under
the finger nails or the Chinese water torture?" AJ asked.

I turned around and found them all in deep thoughts. All except Kristin. She
was back at the grill, checking up on the steaks, potatoes and the other
vegetables. A few seconds later, Kristin started to jump up and down.

"O...o...I know...I know. Please let me do it. I know just the right way to
get information out of Bastian. Grab him!"

With that all five of them was on me and I didn't have a chance of escaping.
Kevin was standing behind me. AJ and Nick held my right arm. And Brian and
Howie the left. Kristin was slowly walking to me, with a smile on her face,
that could only be described as satanic. And it grew more satanic for every
second. I was really worried. I had no idea what she was planning to do.

Without warning, I felt her grab my hair in the back of my head. Still
without any clue, I just shook my head no. Then with a low voice she said:

"This is going to hurt you more that me."

With that she pulled my head closer to hers and for the second time that
day, she kissed me. If the first kiss was filled with passion, I could only
say that this one was actually oozing with passion. I could feel her tongue
enter my mouth and I started to fight her. I tried to shake my head from
side to side to get her lips of me, but that didn't work. She just grabbed
my head harder and I could feel another hand also grabbing my head to keep
it steady. That hand could belong to no other than Kevin. Then my heart
really started to spin. Only one thought went through my mind at that
moment.

'But Kevin and Kristin are engaged. What is going on?'
Suddenly I felt her left hand travel up my chest UNDER my wife-beater. She
grabbed a hold of the rod that pierced my right nipple and then pulled. And
I mean that she really pulled. It started to hurt and it felt like she was
trying to rip the piercing off. I started to scream at that point, but it
just came out as a muffled sound. Kristin let go of the piercing and pulled
away from me. I just stood there looking at her. Kevin and the rest still
had a hold of my, and that probably was a good idea. My right nipple hurt
like hell and I probably would have tried to throw Kristin into the hot tub.

"So are you gonna tell us or are we doing that again? I hope we have to do
that again. You are one hell of a kisser." She said.

I just looked at her and then looked over at AJ.

"Let go of my arm." I stated quietly.

This was not a request but an order. AJ looked at me and clearly understood
that as well. He let go of my arm and seeing AJ doing this prompted Nick to
do the same. As soon as my right arm was free, I reached up to my nipple to
see if there was any permanent damage. Feeling none, I looked over to Howie
and Brian and repeated my order. It took them about two seconds for them to
let go. Now Kevin was the only one still holding me. One arm around my waist
and the other around my chest and his body pulled close to mine. I could
feel his pecs and his nipples against my back and I could feel a slight
bulge right where it should be.

I looked back at Kristin and could see that she was watching my moves
closely. She was ready to bolt if I went for her. I had no intention of
doing so, but it felt good seeing that.

"That was not very nice Kristin. Going for my piercing. I didn't even think
you knew about it. So the kiss was just a diversion, right?"

She just nodded and I went on.

"I thought so. But Kristin, you made one mistake."

I looked at her and I could see fear in her eyes. I could also feel Kevin
tighten his grip on me. A smile appeared on my lips.

"I actually find it arousing when someone tugs at my piercing."

This was obviously not what she expected. I could hear her let out a huge
amount of air in one long sigh. Nick started to laugh and this was like a
signal to the others. When the laughing finally died down we found ourselves
on the ground. I got up and walked over to the barbeque to check on the
food. The steaks were nearly done, so I told take their places at the table.
I brought the food over to the table when it was done. I sat down in the
only available chair and found myself in between Kevin and Nick. Kristin was
opposite me between Brian and AJ. And Howie had taken the chair at the end
of the table.

"Well let's eat."

I took the plates with the steaks and was about to grab one, when I heard
someone clear their throat. I looked around the table and could see everyone
looking at me.

"What?

I honestly had no idea what I did wrong, but I soon figured out. They were
all holding hands, waiting for me to take Kevin's and Nick's. We were
supposed to say grace. I blushed and put the plate back down on the table.
Grabbing hold their hands and bowed my head. Seeing that I had down, Kevin
began to speak.

"Dear God. We offer our gratitude for the foods before us and for our
friends that are here to share it with us. Today we have made a new friend
that we hope will be in our lives forever. We all ask that you will keep an
eye out for him and make sure that no harm comes to him, and we will try do
the same. Amen."

A collective amen could be heard around the table. I was stunned to hear
that they considered me a friend. I mean, we have only know each other less
that three days and still they saw me as their friend. I looked around at
the people sitting there at the table, putting food on their plates. The
sight was one I hoped to see many times. It was the sight of my friends
enjoying themselves. Today was a day I would remember and cherish for a long
time. The day when I made six new friends.


Ok...there you have it. You honestly didn't believe that I would injure
Kevin, did you? I mean, why would I do that? If I wanted someone to get hurt
I would choose Nick. Just kidding......So once more I ask of you to send me
a mail in which you state if you like it or not. A motivation of that answer
would be good, but not necessary.

So until next time
ArPo
lunajulian@hotmail.com