Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 18:47:50 EDT
From: Bangoremail@aol.com
Subject: Jamie's Romance - Chapter 3

Greetings everyone,

Here is the third chapter.  Wanted to thank anyone who's emailed me about
the story, I appreciate your support.

This story is purely fiction and is not intended to imply anything about
the true sexuality of *Nsync or anyone associated with their organization.
It is meant for those over the age of 18 only and who wish to read stories
with sexual contents.

A note of warning, there is some violent content in this chapter.  I had
not initially intended the story to take this turn but when I was writing
this is what came out.  I apologize in advance if anyone is offended.

Chapter Three - Jamie's Romance

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From before:

"That was the best load yet Rocky," the man said.  "The usual $75 right?"

"Right as rain, stud," Rocky replied.  Pocketing the money, Rocky escorted
the man out of the bedroom after blowing out the candle.  "Call me next
week?" he asked.

"You know it.  I'll let you know what day is good for me.  You headed back
to the bar?"

"For a while then I have to hit the books.."  The rest of Rocky's answer
was lost as they left the apartment and locked the door.

Justin and Zack came back into the bedroom speechless.  Eventually they
noticed that Jamie hadn't followed them.  They looked into the closet and
found him curled up in a ball crying and shaking all over.

"Oh geez, we gotta get him out of here," Zack said scared of how his friend
was reacting to what they had seen.

"Let's get him up and take him back to my hotel," suggested Justin.

"Ok, give me a hand," Zack grunted has he started pulling Jamie to his
feet.  "Geez, this is so fucked up."

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Our story continues:

By the time they left the building Jamie was at least walking under his own
power but had completely shut down and wasn't reacting to anything.

Zack was concerned about him.  "I've never seen him like this, I'm scared
Justin."

"We'll think of what to do when we get back to my room," answered Justin
watching Jamie with concern.

Just before they reached the hotel Justin had to pull Jamie to a stop
before he could cross the street and into traffic.  Oblivious to his
surroundings he just stopped and waited until the light changed only
starting across the street when the others did.  They entered the hotel
headed to the elevators.  Justin kept his head down to avoid being
recognized but at this hour there weren't too many people around.  When
they finally left the elevator Jamie seemed to lose all energy or will to
keep going and started to collapse.  Thinking quickly, Justin grabbed him
and swept him into his arms, carrying him gently.

They got in the room and Justin carefully laid Jamie on the bed.  He
immediately curled up on himself into a ball and started whimpering
quietly.

"He's not taking it well," said Zack, sitting next to Jamie and rubbing his
shoulder trying to comfort him.

"I don't think I'd be much better off," Justin sighed, sitting on the other
side of Jamie.

They sat in silence while Jamie slowly quieted and fell asleep.

"I really need to get home," Zack finally said standing.

"That's ok, I think it would be better if we just let Jamie be for now.
I'll watch over him," Justin said as he and Zack went to the door.

"You sure?  I think we've inconvenienced you way too much already."

"No, not a problem.  Zack, Jamie is really lucky to have a friend like
you."  Justin pulled Zack into a hug.  "I think he'll be glad that you're
here for him."

Zack grinned as Justin hugged him. "And you're so nice to help him too.
You're a great guy, Justin," he said.  `God he feels good, my brush with
greatness,' he thought to himself.

They separated and Justin opened the door.  "Well, here's my cell number,
call me tomorrow morning and let me know how he is and I'll come and get
him if I need to," Zack said as he handed Justin a card.

"Cool, here's mine too," replied Justin.  "See you tomorrow."

"Alright, talk to you tomorrow," Zack smiled and nodded then headed for the
elevator.

Justin sighed as he closed the door looking over at Jamie's still form.
Slipping into the bathroom, he quickly stripped and took a hot shower to
work out the kinks and to help relax.  He dried off, put on a pair of
boxers and went into the room. He checked on Jamie before putting on some
sweats and a tank top.  He was still sound asleep and breathing deeply so
Justin carefully pulled off his sneakers and covered him with a blanket.

After turning on the TV with the volume low, he gently sat down at the head
of the bed next to Jamie trying not to disturb him.  After awhile he turned
off the TV and the light and settled down in the bed.  Jamie started
whimpering in his sleep and getting a little restless.

Justin gently rubbed Jamie's back and shoulders.  "Shhh, it's alright, your
safe here," he whispered.  Jamie rolled toward the voice and pressed
himself into Justin's side.  Justin smiled and wrapped his arms around his
shoulders to comfort him.  Jamie sighed and settled back into a deeper
sleep.  It wasn't too long before Justin dozed off himself.

The night passed badly for Jamie as he moved through a series of bad
dreams.  Each time a dream threatened to overwhelm him he felt a reassuring
presence comforting and holding him that drove the dreams away.

As the early morning sun filled the room Jamie slowly started to wake up.
The first thing he noticed was the thumping of a heart under his ear and
the gentle rise and fall of deep breathing.  He also felt strong arms
holding him.  Taking a deep breath he slowly opened his eyes.  He was
somewhat surprised to see Justin sleeping there with him.  After a moment
of confusion the whole night came crashing down on him.  He snuggled up to
Justin closer and silently started crying again.  Almost as if there was a
signal of some sort Justin hugged Jamie a little tighter in his sleep.
Jamie cried himself out and started thinking.

"Penny for your thoughts," Justin said quietly.

Jamie looked up to see Justin's sparkling blue eyes watching him.  "Um,
just about everything," he said sadly. He couldn't believe that here he was
in bed with Justin Timberlake.  He vowed he wouldn't cry again.  He needed
to hold himself together so he could deal with this.

Justin saw the sad look on Jamie's face and comforted him.  "It's alright,
cry if you need to.  Get it out now, you'll feel better.  You wanna talk?"

Jamie shook his head.  "Not really, do you mind just holding me a little
while longer.  I really does make me feel better," he said hesitantly.

"Sure," Justin said, "if that's what you need."

Jamie sighed.  "Thank you Justin.  I'm sorry that your visit here became so
melodramatic."

"Hey, don't worry about it.  It's something I'm used to."

"Really?  The guys come to you for support huh?"

"Ya, when Lance was.."  He stumbled to a stop.  "Well, that doesn't matter.
We are always there for each other.  How are you feeling?  Want some
breakfast?"  Justin said trying to change the subject.

"What about Lance?" Jamie asked, his curiosity peaked.

"Oh, nothing.  Some small problem he was having," Justin evaded.  "But I
don't have to get into that, you're more important right now."

Jamie snuggled into Justin.  "Thanks Justin, I really appreciate this."

"What are friends for?"

"You really want to be my friend, even with what you found out about me?"

Justin chuckled, "It's not a problem, really."

"You're not anything like what I expected Justin."

"Oh?  What did you expect?"

"I don't know, maybe a little more aloof, more of an attitude.  But you're
just a normal guy.  And one who cares about people."

"I think you'll find all five of us are not the typical `personalities' you
hear about.  We stay close to our families and that keeps us grounded.
Plus we all decided first thing that we would keep each other from getting
big heads."

"That's so nice to hear.  You're a great guy Justin."

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself."  Jamie smiled for the first time that
morning but it was quickly replaced by a frown.  His thoughts always
returned to Rocky.  "Justin, what am I gonna do?" he asked after a short
silence.

"Well, I think you're gonna have to talk with him sometime.  Sooner would
be best."

"What do I say?  I can't tell him we were spying on him."

"I wouldn't do that, but you can be honest and tell him that you found out
what he's doing and go from there."

"Should I break up with him?" Jamie asked not really wanted to hear the
answer.

"That's gonna be for you to decide, buddy.  But you need to be prepared for
that in case neither of you wants to stay together."

`What would you do in my spot?"  Jamie looked up at Justin getting lost in
his eyes.

"I'd talk with him, for sure.  But I think I'd have a hard time getting
over it and would probably break up with him," Justin answered seriously.

"I think I'm headed that way too, and it scares the shit out of me.  I love
him so much."  Tears started down Jamie's cheeks at the thought.

Justin's heart was breaking for Jamie and started crying too.  "See what
you've got me doing now," he chuckled.  "I'm just a softy."

Jamie squeezed Justin tightly before letting go and sitting up.  "Justin,
you've made me feel a lot better.  Thanks a lot."  He leaned over and gave
Justin a quick kiss on the lips.

Justin just looked at Jamie with a slightly surprised expression on his
face.

Jamie got flustered and embarrassed.  "Oh my God, I'm so sorry.  I didn't
mean.  um what I mean is..."

"Hey, that's ok, don't worry about it," Justin said grabbing Jamie's arm.
"No offense taken, really."

"You sure?" Jamie asked.  When Justin nodded, Jamie relaxed a bit.  "What's
happening to me, I feel so out of control."

"You're going through a rough time.  Why don't you take a hot shower, it
will make you feel better."

"That sounds great, but I have no clothes."

"Here," Justin said getting off the bed and going to his suitcase.  "You
can borrow a pair of boxers and a T-shirt from me."

Jamie took the clothes and went into the bathroom.  "While you're in there
I'll order some breakfast and call Zack.  He was concerned about you last
night."

Jamie nodded to Justin as he closed the door.  He stripped and got in the
shower turning the water on as hot as he could stand it.  `Why did I do
that,' he thought to himself.  `Kissing a big star like Justin and making a
fool of myself.  He's not gay, I'm such a lunk head.'

Justin called down to ordered room service and spoke with the front desk.
He then dialed Zack's cell number and told him to meet them at Jamie's dorm
room in one hour.

"How's he doing?" Zack asked.

"Not too good, but better than last night.  He needs to talk with Rocky
when he's ready but I figured he needed to get his stuff out of that room
and stay somewhere else until they can talk."

"Good idea," Zack agreed, "see you in an hour."

Justin then waited for Jamie and the food deep in his own thoughts.
Actually thinking mostly about Jamie's kiss.  `His lips felt so soft, so
nice,' thought Justin.  `Why am I thinking this?  I'm not gay, am I?'  He
sighed deeply.

Jamie finished in the bathroom at the same time the food arrived.  As they
ate Justin brought up his plan.

"I've talked with Zack and we both think it's best if you go get some
things and stay somewhere else a few days.  I've extended my reservation
here for three days so you can use this room if you need your privacy.
He's meeting us at your room in a little while."

"Justin, I can't let you do that."

"Too bad, it's already done," Justin smiled at Jamie.

"When does your plane leave?"

"I fly out at 8pm, and all five of us will be back the middle of the week
after next."

They finished their breakfast and headed down to get a taxi.  Zack was
waiting for them at the dorm entrance and ran up to Jamie and gave him a
big hug.

"Ugh, thanks Zack, I really appreciate it but I can't breathe," Jamie
gasped chuckling.

"Oh, sorry, I was just so worried about you," Zack smiled at Jamie.

"Well, let's get this over with," said Jamie as he led them into the dorm.

Nobody said a word on the way up the stairs and down the hall.  When they
stopped at Jamie's door they heard music coming from the room.

"He's in there, that's his favorite CD."  Jamie looked ready to run away.

"You don't need to do this if you're not ready," Justin said with concern
in his voice.

"No, I need to at least see him.  Will you guys wait right out here?"

"You bet, call if you need us, buddy," Zack said.

Jamie nodded, took a deep breath and opened the door.  He entered the room,
not quite shutting the door behind him.

"Hello, Rocky," he said simply and without emotion.

"Sweetie!" Rocky called from his desk, "come here and give me a smooch, I
missed you last night."

"I don't think so, Rocky," he answered coldly.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

"I think you know `what's the matter.'  I know all about your
extracurricular activities, Rocky."

There was a long moment of silence before Rocky answered him.  "My what!"
he exclaimed.

"Oh please, do I have to speak the words.  You're having sex with guys for
money.  How could you do that to me, to us!?"  Jamie started crying.  He
got a suitcase from the closet and started putting some clothes and
necessities in it.

Justin and Zack edged closer to the door hearing every word.

"What do you think you're doing," demanded Rocky.  "We need to talk about
this."

"You're right we do, but I can't right now.  I have some thinking to do
first."  Jamie zipped up the suitcase and started to leave.

"You're not going anywhere, not until we talk this out.  So sit down!"
Rocky ordered.  He grabbed Jamie's arms to force him to sit on the bed.

"Get your hands off of me you common whore!"

Justin and Zack then heard a loud smack and burst into the room.  They saw
Jamie half sitting on one of the beds a red handprint on his cheek.  Rocky
was standing over him, his face red with rage with one hand raised in a
fist.

Zack ran to Jamie to make sure he was ok.  Justin went up to Rocky clearly
angry.  "You touch him again and you'll regret it," he snarled.

"Ya, little boy, you want that pretty face messed up, don't you?" Rocky
boasted and took a swing at Justin.

Jamie and Zack looked on in dread, Rocky outweighed Justin by at least 25
pounds of muscle.  Justin proved to be much more agile and ducked the
swing.  He lashed quickly out at Rocky with several punches to the chest
and head.  Rocky collapsed moaning.

"You ever come near him again and you'll get worse, you stupid goomba,"
Justin said calmly not even breathing heavy.  Rocky only moaned in
response.  "You hear me?" Justin asked.

"Please, I just want to talk to Jamie," Rocky gasped trying to catch his
breath.

"Well he doesn't want to speak with you right now, so back off," Justin
snarled.  He looked over to Jamie who had is head buried in Zack's
shoulder.

"Jamie.....?" Rocky pleaded.

Jamie raised his head.  "Rocky I can't talk with you now, I'll come back
later."

They left Rocky still kneeling on the floor and went to Zack's car.  They
sat inside not talking.

"I'm going back in," Jamie finally said.

"No you're not!" exclaimed Zack, "You both need some time to cool off
before that will happen."

"I need to do this now.  I know what I have to do," Jamie said confidently.

Justin looked Jamie straight in eye.  "I don't think this is a good idea,
Jamie.  He's not stable and you are just barely holding yourself together.
At least sleep on it and deal with it tomorrow."

Jamie sighed and looked down at his hands.  "No, I really need to do this
now.  It's eating me up and I can't wait or I'll just go crazy.  Rocky
won't hurt me.  He just lashed out because I said something I shouldn't
have."

Zack sighed heavily.  "Well, I don't agree, but we'll be right there with
you."

"I really appreciate that, Zack, but I have to do this myself.  You guys
wait right here, this won't take very long."

Justin was clearly uneasy about Jamie's decision.  "I don't feel right
about this."

Jamie looked into each of the other's eyes.  "I need you to promise that
you won't interfere."

Zack and Justin reluctantly agreed, neither happy.

Jamie left the car and headed to the dorm.  They watched him make his way
across the parking lot and into the door.  "We give him 20 minutes and then
go after him, right?" asked Zack.

"Nope," Justin replied.  Zack looked at him a little confused.  "We go in
at 15 minutes."

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Jamie hesitated outside the door to the room.  Taking a deep breath he
pushed the door open and saw Rocky sitting on the bed his head in his
hands.  He stepped quietly past the door shutting it.  He didn't notice
that it locked automatically.  Rocky looked up at the sound of the door
closing.

"You came back."

"I couldn't leave things like that.  I said some things that I shouldn't."

"I'm sorry I slapped you," Rocky apologized holding his arms out to Jamie
who hesitated but went and accepted the hug.

"And there's something else," Rocky sighed pulling away a little from Jamie
who looked at him questioningly.

Rocky quickly pulled back and slugged Jamie as hard as he could in the
stomach.  Jamie doubled over trying to catch his breath, Rocky's punch
taking him completely by surprise.  He then sucker punched Jamie in the
face almost knocking him out cold.  Rocky took advantage of Jamie's stun
and quickly grabbed a belt and tied hishands to the bed frame.  He also
took sock from the floor and shoved it into his mouth.

"Where do you get off, you son-of-a-bitch, calling me a whore.  I won't
take anymore of that," he snarled in Jamie's ear.  "Not so high and mighty
now without your friends to help you, sissy boy, huh?"

Jamie struggled weakly but couldn't free his hands.  He barely had his
breath back and now had to deal with the sock as well.  He could feel blood
trickling out of his nose and his left eye was swelling shut.

"I don't know how you found out, James.  I was pretty good at hiding it
from you for so long.  I started turning tricks at the start of the summer
and you never suspected.  Being at school actually made it easier," he
laughed.  "But, now I'm gonna show you who's boss around here."

Jamie started struggling to free himself, moaning through his gag.  "None
of that, you're gonna be good boy for Rocky now."  Rocky smiled down at his
'boyfriend' and smiled evilly.  He reached down and tore the shirt right
off of Jamie's back.  Jamie tried to stand and get away.  Rocky growled
menacingly, grabbed Jamie's head by the hair and brutally backhanded him
across the face making him see stars.

"I said you'll be a good boy."  Rocky started lowering his and Jamie's
pants.  He was steely hard and aroused by what he was doing.  Jamie
protested weakly but had no strength to stop Rocky.  Rocky grunted as he
roughly pushed into Jamie whose scream at the intrusion was muffled
completely by the sock in his mouth.

"That's good, take it like a man," Rocky laughed cruelly.  He continued
thrusting heavily into Jamie and quickly came close to orgasm.  "This is
it, Jamie, take my load," he grunted as he shot several thick loads up
Jamie's ass.

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Justin and Zack sat uneasily in the car waiting for Jamie to return.

"Ok, how long has he been in there, Justin?"

Justin checked his watch, "Just 15 minutes now, let's...  hey wait a sec,"
Justin pointed to the dorm.  "Isn't that Rocky?"

"It sure is, shit, let's go see if Jamie is alright."  They quickly ran to
the dorm and up the stairs.

------

Jamie was in a fog of pain.  He couldn't move or even cry out.  All he
could remember were Rocky's last words to him: "I may let you out of here
after I've had my fun but I'm not done.  And -then- I'll never see you
again.  You'd better not make any trouble for me or else, pretty boy."  He
backhanded Jamie again and left the room.

Jamie froze as he heard someone trying to open the door.  He relaxed, it
wasn't Rocky, he'd just use his key.  Then someone started knocking,
loudly.  "Jamie, please open the door, Jamie!" he heard Zack and Justin
calling out to him.  He tried to yell through his gag but only gave a quiet
moan.  He was vaguely aware of someone shouldering the door in has he lost
consciousness.


Tbc. . . .


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Jim
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