Date: Fri, 10 Sep 2004 20:55:21 EDT
From: Pete1211@aol.com
Subject: Lance JC and Astral Fan 51B  Boybands

Unto where we left off on Part 51A Oh, yeah, better be sure.
This Story: Fiction
Real life?  NO!
Nsync & Backstreet gay? NO! (But one can dream)
Gay Sex? YES! So if that offends-Don't Read this.
Underage? Go play your Game boy while we deal with the Game Gay Boys.

Onward!

Part 51B

	Peter was surprised the house wasn't larger. It seemed only one
story. Soon he was to find the other two stories were in the back leading
down to the beach.
	Nick greeted them warmly.  He was dressed in a short sleeve and
shorts spandex outfit. Noticing with a glint of pride his two guests
checking him out Nick replied, "You have to excuse me. I just got back from
my daily bike ride along the coast. It is so nice to be able to be out and
about without people noticing you."
	The smirk Justin gave Peter almost caused Peter to laugh.
	Nick showed them to their room then excused himself to take a
shower. They were to meet out by the pool.
	With one look from Justin they both fell laughing onto the bed.
	"Daily bike ride?"
	"Who is he fooling?" Justin laughed. "Wearing that outfit how
couldn't he be noticed? And I bet that is why he wears it. And he may pedal
his ass around town but it is not on a bicycle."
	"Justin, be nice," Peter tried to keep from chuckling. "We don't
know that for sure. You know that thing about respect."
	"Thank you, JC. But you are right and he is our host." Justin
flopped on his back. "I suppose we should change?"
	"You packed them then?"
	"Just like you suggested. Everything baggy and loose."
	"Good. We don't want Nick to get a good look until it is
necessary."
	"I still don't think Nick will try anything."
	"I know. We're just playing it cool that's all."


	They got to the pool before Nick.
	"I'm thirsty." Peter went to the bar that stood against one wall
and opened the small refrigerator. After a time he stood up. "Nothing but
beer, wine and booze."
	"Well, this is supposed to be a party."
	"Finding what you want?" Nick was now dressed in a tight short
swimsuit with a shirt opened to his navel. "Can I get you anything?"
	"Just a beer for me." answered Justin. He was handed a bottle.
	"Do you have any iced tea?" Peter asked.
	"Iced tea?" Nick seemed puzzled.
	"Well, it is early yet. You don't want me to crash and burn before
its time?"
	Nick smiled. "Of course not, I forgot you're not used to the
celebrity life. I think I have some iced tea mix in the kitchen."
	"A cola would be just fine."
	"No, I'm the host. Iced tea it is." Nick winked, kissed the air
then left.
	Peter sat down on a lounge next to Justin. "You know I have never
been on a date before but somehow I feel like the virgin girl out with the
school quarterback."
	Justin gave Peter's thigh a slap. "Just watch your tight end."
	"Is it just me or is he coming on to us?"
	"He's trying to set the mood."
	Peter sat back, "I guess. But I am very uncomfortable at parties
with lots of alcohol after what almost happened to me. I didn't drink but
that didn't matter."
	"Peter, will you relax. We're in no danger of that here. Besides
I'll look after you."
	"Why? Are you trying to seduce me, too?"
	"It may help set the mood for later."
	"Good thinking."
	They sat looking out at the ocean.
	After a time Justin asked, "Your first glimpse of the ocean?"
	"Yep."
	"Aren't you going to say how big it is?"
	"It's pretty obvious isn't it?" Peter was then struck with a
thought. "Why do they have a pool when you have the ocean?"
	Nick returned with the iced tea. "With a pool when the party gets a
little wild half your guests don't get swept out to sea. I won't do that
again. Sort of coming and going at the same time."
	Peter smirked. "You're not fooling me for a second. You don't host
wild orgies here."
	Nick looked smug. "Why not?"
	"Because despite the fact you like to be thought of as a
freewheeling blond stud you still have your Backstreet Boy reputation to
maintain. Let the fans dream it just don't prove it."
	"Well, that shoots down that image." Nick pouted, "I might was well
change into my monks robe and cowl."
	"Bull, you're not that pure either."
	Nick put his hands on his hips. "Peter, will you make up your
mind."
	Justin smiled his impish Justin smile. "Why? That's exactly the way
Peter is. Part angel and part animal."
	Nick shuddered. "And boy wouldn't I love to experience the animal
part."
	"Sorry, Nick." Justin answered with just a hint of sternness in his
voice. "You're physically out of the picture."
	"Well, I'll have to be content with watching only, won't I?"
	"Yes, you will."
	A voice came from the house, "And I am here to keep it that way."
	Nick gestured. "Oh, I forgot my other guest. I do believe you know
each other."
	Peter was gaping at the man in a robe standing next to Nick. "Hugh,
what are you doing here?"
	"Chaperoning, well, not really. I met Nick at my folk's diner and
we talked. We met again at John's. I was such a good listener Nick invited
me here."
	"Yeah, I'll bet."
	Hugh glared at Peter.
	Peter withered under his stare. "Sorry. I was joking."
	Nick and Hugh started laughing.
	"Forget it, Peter," Hugh laughed. "You know me so well. But it was
just talking at first. I promise."
	"Well, it was more about you listening to me." Nick chuckled. "And
after we met at John's Hugh showed me he is more than a very good
listener."
	"Tell me about it." Peter blurted out. He was suddenly embarrassed,
"Sorry, Justin."
	Justin patted Peter's knee. "Don't worry about it."
	Hugh rubbed his hands together. "Now if that chair next to you
Peter is unoccupied."
	"Help yourself, Hugh."
	Hugh pulled off his robe. He was wearing his Victorian swimwear he
wore at Lance and JC's.
	Nick snorted. "You have to be kidding me."
	Hugh looked down at himself very innocently. "What's wrong with
what I'm wearing?"
	"It is so old fashioned. Why you're not showing any skin."
	"I think it is very sexy," Justin put in.
	"I agree," added Peter. "Sometimes not showing anything can be so
sexy. It's the mystery that wets the appetite."
	"Oh," Nick grinned. "Is that why you two are wearing such baggy
clothes? Okay, I agree with you on that point. I am anxious to see the
truth revealed but I can wait. Hugh, can I get you something?"
	Hugh eyed the bar. "How about a gin and tonic. Very refreshing on a
hot day." He turned to Nick. "Don't you agree?"
	"Sorry, I could never stand gin. It is like licking a pine tree."
	"But the gin and tonic is medicinal. The quinine was a cure for
malaria. It tasted terrible so they put it in sugared soda water. But when
someone added a drop of gin it was an instant success.  Of course everyone
was drunk but no one got malaria."
	"How fascinating." Nick mixed Hugh's drink. When he handed it to
Hugh Hugh just stared at it. "Something wrong?"
	"Would you have some lime, please?"
	"I don't think I have actual lime but I think I have a bottle of
lime juice somewhere."
	"If I may bother you for that."
	"Sure." Nick went off in search of.
	Hugh sat down next to Peter.
	"Hugh, what are you doing here?"
	"I told you. I was Nick's confidant. Well at first. After our
little session this morning I think I am here to calm him down after you
get him all wound up."
	Justin sneered. "We get Nick turned on and he turns to you to
satisfy him?"
	Hugh sighed. "It's a tough job but someone has to do it."
	Peter was going to chastise Hugh but chuckled instead. "There are
times I do envy you."
	"Peter!" Justin snapped.
	"His sexual freedom." Peter reached for Justin's hand. "I am happy
to just have one man in my life."
	Justin squeezed Peter's hand. "Good."
	Nick returned waving a bottle. "Lime juice, I knew I had it." Nick
poured a bit into Hugh's glass. "We'll relax a bit out here then there is a
bit of supper and then," Nick winked at Justin and Peter, "The evening's
entertainment. Sorry, that was crude."
	"Oh, well," Peter sipped his iced tea, "I guess that is what we
are."
	Justin spun around to stare at Peter. All he got was an impish
smile and a wink. Maybe Peter was too into this.
	Hugh stirred his drink with the swizzle stick. "I think that is
trivializing what they are here for. Don't you agree, Nick?"
	For the first time Nick lost his host's persona. "Yes, you're
right. This is, I mean, I think this will help me understand myself. I do
appreciate what you are going to do for me. And again if you want to call
this off."
	"We are here." Justin simply said.
	"Quite right." Nick suddenly stood up. "I should get supper
started." He hurried into the house.
	Hugh took a sip of his drink and frowned. He looked after Nick.
	Peter saw that Hugh was looking very serious. Maybe this was a bad
idea. Well, they were here and between him and Justin they should be able
to handle Nick. Damn, wrong words. Peter shrugged. Oh, well. The night
would tell.



	Nick was good as his word. He was the true host. Everything anyone
wanted he got. He didn't let anyone do anything for themselves. Peter was
almost uneasy to say he had to go to the bathroom in case Nick volunteered
to help him. After supper they again sat around the pool.
	"Can I get you anything?" Nick asked for the umpteenth
time. "Another drink for you, Hugh?"
	"I don't think so. I'm alright."
	Both Peter and Justin noticed the slurred speech. The gin was
affecting Hugh.
	"Just one more. It will help you sleep."
	"But I'm the chaperone."
	"We're all adults here." Nick went to the bar and got out a glass.
	"More tonic and less gin, please." Hugh said.
	"Of course what ever my guests want. Damn, I am out of ice. Back in
a jiffy." Nick disappeared into the house.
	Hugh leaned close to Peter. "This is important." All trace of
drunkenness was gone. "If Nick does anything you don't want him to say
`Nick Carter, what are you doing?' Can you remember that?"
	Peter and Justin nodded.
	"You must use his complete name, remember. I didn't think anything
will happen but I can't read Nick anymore. He's shrouded and the
drinks. . .sh, he's coming back."
	Hugh flopped back in his chair.
	"Here's the ice." Nick mixed the drink. "And the lime juice." He
walked over and handed the drink to Hugh. He watched as Hugh concentrated
on grasping the glass.
	"Thank you."
	Nick smiled, "My pleasure." He turned to Peter and Justin. "And for
you two?"
	"Nothing before a show," Justin grinned. "It may impede the
performance."
	Nick smiled. "I agree. Then you will excuse me if I fix something
for myself?" He walked back to the bar.
	"Peter." Justin hissed.
	"I saw." Peter whispered.  "He put more gin in Hugh's drink than
tonic."
	"Sh!" came from Hugh. His finger had a time finding his lips but
his wink was very sober.
	After an hour Hugh got up. "I should be off to bed before you have
to put me there."
	"Can you find the way?" Nick was still the host.
	"Sure," Hugh caught his foot at the end of Peter's chair and
stumbled. "Maybe not."
	Nick quickly helped Hugh. As they got to the bar Nick
stopped. "Wait here a minute."
	Hugh leaned heavily on the bar. Nick picked up a box and brought it
over to Justin. "Here, props." He hurried back to help Hugh to his room.
	After they were gone Justin opened the box. Inside were condoms and
some lube.
	"It seems that it is close to show time."
	Peter nodded.
	"Are you sure about this?"
	Peter smiled so warmly. "Yes, this is more than just sex. Nick is
going to see just how much I love you.  And if he thinks he's going to get
more he'll find himself splashing about in that pool."
	Justin saw the determination in Peter's eyes. "Okay, then let's get
ready."



	One look at the bed and Hugh collapsed into it. Nick removed the
clothes he could then he gave up.  He went to the second story window and
peered out. Justin and Peter were standing close kissing.
	"Well, the show has started." Nick quickly undressed. He peered out
through the curtains just to be safe and unseen.
	"Come on. Enough with the kissing. Undress already."
	Justin stepped back and pulled off Peter's shirt.
	"Hm, Justin, not bad. A little gym work is called for but that's
just my taste. Oh, and speaking of taste."
	Peter had knelt to remove Justin's sandals and unzip Justin's
pants.
	"Looks like Justy is about to get a little mouth action."
	Peter removed Justin's pants with aggravating slowness.  He
massaged Justin's bulge through his underwear.
	"Now we'll see Timberlake's timber." Nick shook his head. "They are
helping me. This isn't just about the sex." Nick glanced back. "Holy shit!"
	Peter had pulled Justin's underwear off and the Timber stood out in
all its erect glory.
	"It's just the lighting and things look bigger from a distance."
But Nick's envy was soon pushed away. Peter's hand was stroking Justin
slowly then Nick saw Peter lean forward and open his mouth.
	"Oh, my . . . " Nick's train of thought was derailed. He was very
amazed. "That is one fine cocksucker you have there Mr. Timberlake. Damn,
he must have no gag reflex." Nick spit on his hand then took to stroking
his own cock. "Damn, this is hot. Suck him, baby. Suck him deep and long."
	Justin's head tipped back and his mouth opened in a sigh of
pleasure.
	"He must be feeling something. Shit, Peter, it sure looks like you
make that young stud feel good. Suck that cock."
	Justin's head tipped forward and he gazed down at Peter. Peter's
eyes met his. Justin ran his hand lightly around Peter's head and
face. Peter doubled his efforts.
	"Damn, he looks up at you with your cock in his mouth. Damn, that
is hot. No girl or guy has ever done that. They always keep their eyes
closed like they don't want to see what they are doing. Shit, Justin, you
are so lucky."
	Justin pulled his shirt up.
	"Come on, Justin, take your shirt off. I want to see you're hot
body. Do it, baby show me every last muscle of your naked self.
	Peter's hand reached up and slid under Justin's shirt. He caressed
Justin's chest. Finally Justin pulled his shirt off.
	"Sweet Jesus, Justin you`ve been working out. What a hot bod!"
	Justin's hands rubbed his chest and tweaked his nipples. Nick
didn't hear it but he saw Justin's mouth again open with what must have
been a heartfelt moan.
	"Pinch those nipples, Justin. Make yourself feel good as Peter
blows you. Damn, man, deep throat that cock. Suck it deeper."
	Peter's hands found Justin's ass cheeks.
	"Force it deeper. Come on, swallow that cock."
	Justin put a hand on Peter's shoulder. Peter sat back. Justin
helped Peter to his feet.
	"Oh, damn, is Justin going to his knees?"
	Justin knelt in front of Peter. With a quick pull Peter's pants and
underwear hit the ground.
	"Holy shit. Justin Timberlake is going to suck cock?!"
	Of course Nick knew Justin did or he thought he did but to actually
see this.
	"Yes, Justin. Don't just stroke it.  Suck it."
	Justin licked around the head. Peter's head snapped back.
	"Come on, Justin. Don't just lick it suck it. Put it in your mouth!
Put ALL of it in your mouth."
	Peter's cock disappeared between Justin's lips.
	Nick turned away from the window and stamped his feet. "Hot damn,
this is hot. Justin is a fucking cocksucker." Nick took his hand off his
cock. "Shit, I mustn't cum too soon. I can't believe this is happening."
	A voice flooded Nick's mind. "You suck cock too, you know."
	"I know," Nick said aloud. "I know." He smiled, "Justin and I are a
lot alike now." He turned back to the window. "Damn, imagine looking down
and seeing Justin Timberlake sucking your dick. Damn, Peter you are SO
lucky. What I wouldn't give. . ."
	A thought struck him. "No, I will not. They're my friends. They're
here to help me."
	His girlfriend's voice added. "Here is the opportunity. Go for
it. It's just sex."
	Nick shook his head. "No way. They love each other. I'm just going
to watch."
	"Suit yourself." The voice was gone.
	A few more minutes of Justin sucking Peter off and they changed
again.
	"Peter wants Justin to cum on him. I don't blame him. That will be
so hot."
	Nick could see Justin was trembling with pleasure. He started
thrusting with is hips.
	"Shove that cock into that mouth. Make him take it. Look he's
choking. Make him choke on it. He loves that!"
	Peter suddenly shook and shuddered. Nick saw the streams of white
shoot from his cock.
	"He's coming while sucking you off? Goddamn, he must love sucking
dick." Justin flung his head back. "Damn, you love it, too. Are you going
to shoot your load, Justin? Come on his face then lick it off. That would
be so hot. Show me Justin likes cum."
	One last thrust and Nick could tell Justin was cumming. Peter
buried his face in Justin's crotch.
	"Holy, fuck! Peter swallows!! He's taking Justin's whole load. Shit
he swallows!! Oh, fuck, I`m cumming!!!!" Nick's cock erupted raining white
cum on the floor.  He staggered slightly. "Fuck are you lucky, Justin. No
one has even let me. . . Damn!" It was several moments before the climax
passed. Nick was still breathing hard. "That was so fucking hot."
	Finally he peered out the window again. Justin and Peter were
kissing.
	"Very kissy face aren't they? Well, they are in love."
	Peter pulled away then said something to Justin. He bent over and
pulled his ass cheeks apart. Justin knelt and buried his face in Peter's
ass.
	"Fuck, I forgot about the fucking. I need to get a closer look at
this." Nick hurried naked downstairs to another window for a closer view.
	Luckily the room was dark so Nick could get close to the window
without being seen from the pool. Justin and Peter were just outside the
window. Nick had a very good view.
	"So, who's an ass licker?" Justin was rimming Peter like
crazy. "Now that's something I haven't tried." Nick thought for a
moment. "I don't think I want to.  Sucking cock is one thing but eating
ass."
	Peter's head tipped back. His mouth dropped open.
	"He seems to like it though. But this is just the warm up."
	After a few minutes Nick was getting impatient. "Come on, get on
with it. I want to see how well Justin can fuck."
	As if he heard, Peter reached down into the box and pulled out a
condom and the lube.
	"Good, good." Nick licked his lips. "He wants it and Justin is
going to give it to him."
	Justin seemed to wave the condom looking puzzled and Peter nodded
to the house. Nick was totally unaware of the meaning. Justin put the
condom on as Peter lubed himself up. As Justin stepped near Peter rubbed
the lube onto Justin.
	"Damn, he does it himself. Stroking his lover's cock he's getting
him hard and lubed at the same time. Justin's right, Peter is an animal."
	Nick cursed his choice of window. He couldn't see Justin enter
Peter. He just saw Justin thrust forward and Peter go rigid. Then slowly
Justin started a rhythm. Nick soon fell into watching the muscles on
Justin's back move and flex as he fucked Peter. Then his glance fell on
Justin's ass. The smooth, muscular mounds dimpled and contracted as he
thrust deeply into Peter.
	"Damn, Timberlake throws a mean fuck." Nick's finger snaked around
his back and played teasingly at his asshole.  "Peter, I wonder what it
feels like to have Justin fuck you. You're certainly enjoying it and you
can take all of his cock. That big thick. . ." Nick stopped.
	"No, I won't go there. I'm not going to be the passive one. This is
about Justin."
	Nick could just see Peter's ass cheeks shake and jiggle as Justin
slammed into him. Peter would turn around now and then to try and catch a
glimpse of Justin. Justin would run his hands over Peter's back and sides.
	"Peter likes that Justin. Fuck him. He loves a young buck fucking
his ass."
	Nick was getting so turned on watching Justin that when Peter stood
up and away from Justin, Nick was at first confused. Were they changing
position?
	Oh, they were changing position all right.
	Nick watching in growing amazement as Peter broke open a condom and
put if on. Then he opened the lube and rubbed it generously to Justin's
asshole. Peter leaned close.
	"Oh, my god, Justin is about to be fucked!"
	A part of Nick's mind chided him that that was why they were here
in the first place but Nick just told it to shut up. Nick's gaze was locked
on what was happening outside the window.
	This time they had changed to a different angle. Nick barely
breathed as he saw Peter's hard cock slip into Justin Timberlake's ass.
	"Sweet, jesus. It's true. Justin does get fucked!" Nick's hand
found his cock and started stroking. Then he stopped. He would cum too
soon.
	Peter's thrusts were slow but steady. Justin showed no pain at
all. In fact Justin's mouth would open and close in what Nick supposed were
little moans of pleasure. Peter leaned down and they kissed and kissed and
kissed. Nick took little note of this. He was glued on the sight of a cock
sliding in and out of Justin.
	"Fuck him, Peter!" Nick almost yelled. "Fuck, Justin
Timberlake. Fuck that hungry young ass! Mr. Ego takes it up the ass. Holy,
fuck!"
	Before Nick even knew it was building his climax ripped through
him. He staggered under the rush of him cumming and how turned on he was by
what he was seeing. Finally when he got his bearings again he found himself
on his knees. Still panting he glanced out the window at the two
lovers. The room seemed to grow darker.
	There were two people having sex by his pool. Justin was getting
fucked. Justin liked to get fucked. Justin liked to submit. After all these
years maybe Nick did have an opportunity.  Maybe they wouldn't want to. No,
he was Nick Carter. People never turned down sex with Nick Carter. He
staggered to his feet.
	"Don't pass up this chance of a lifetime," Nick's girlfriend's
voice rang in his ears. "It's only sex. Go for it! They'll love it!"

	Nick noted the surprised look from Peter as Nick stood before him
naked and fully erect. He grinned as Peter focused on Nick's cock before
glancing up his tight muscled body to find Nick grinning down at him.
	"Nick, what are you doing?" Peter asked.
	"Joining the fun. You've got me so hot." Nick took hold of his
cock. "Suck it. You know you want to."
	Justin's voice came from beneath him. "Nick Carter, what are you
doing?"
	The world seemed to stop for a moment. Nick felt strangely dizzy
and disoriented. Maybe he shouldn't have had that last drink. Nick shook
his head. Everything came back into focus but still a little fuzzy. Man, he
was so turned on it was effecting his vision. He turned back to look at
Peter. "It's just sex. Just a little fun between friends." Nick almost
touched his cock to Peter's lips.
	"You could at least kiss him first," came Justin's voice.
	Nick eagerly bent down. Soon his felt Peter's soft lips on his,
Justin's lover's lips. So this is what Justin felt. Nick pressed back with
his tongue. Peter's mouth opened and welcomed it in. Their tongues wrestled
briefly. There was more that Nick wanted Peter to do and time was pressing.
	He stood up again. Still holding his cock he brought is closer to
Peter's mouth. Peter looked uncertain. Nick decided for him. He pushed his
cock against his lips and into Peter's mouth.
	At first Peter was hesitant but Nick gently took the back of
Peter's head and guided him. Soon Peter's lips slipped up and down his
shaft.
	Nick's mind said, "Damn, he is good, Justin." but Nick knew better
to say it aloud. He mustn't ruin this before he got what he wanted.
	Suddenly Justin appeared kneeling beside Peter. Nick pulled his
cock out of Peter's mouth and offered it to Justin. Justin swallowed it in
a flash.
	"Oh, fuck!" Justin Timberlake was sucking Nick Carter's cock. The
thrills that were surging through him. How long had he hoped for this?
Justin Timberlake was at his feet kneeling sucking his cock.
	Nick pulled out of Justin and turned back to Peter. Again Peter
eagerly took his length back in his mouth. Nick then took to sharing his
cock between them. One quick suck for one then he'd have the other take a
turn. He loved teasing them with his cock. But Nick soon felt his passion
rising. He stepped back.  He knew he had little time. He reached for the
box. Once the condom was on he looked from Peter to Justin. Both knelt
before him looking very eager. He tapped Peter's shoulder. Peter dutifully
rolled onto his back and raised his legs.
	"Suck him, Justin."
	Justin leaned down and took Peter's cock into his mouth as Nick
mounted Peter.
	Peter's head fell back. He moaned in shear pleasure.
	"Nick, you're so . . .damn. Suck me while he fucks me, Justin."
	Nick watched Justin swallowing Peter's cock and Peter rolled about
in pure bliss as Nick's cock sang deeply into Peter's willing ass. This was
one more thing Nick now knew what Justin felt.
	He fucked Peter long and deep but soon his passions began to grow
again. Now it was time. This was the one thing he would have giving
anything for.
	He pulled out of Peter and moved around where Justin was still
kneeling sucking Peter. With one push his sent the whole length of his cock
into Justin Timberlake.
	"Ow, Nick!"
	"Shut up, Justin. You know you love it." Nick thrust slowly at
first. "Keep sucking that cock."
	After a few more groans Nick felt Justin's ass open up. Justin
relaxed. Justin went back to work on Peter while Nick geared up for a fuck
of a lifetime.
	Faster and faster Nick sped up his thrusting. He began slamming his
cock harder and harder into Justin.
	Justin pulled off Peter's cock.
	"Yes, Nick, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" The moans were then muffled by
Peter's cock.
	Nick could hear his balls slapping against Justin's ass. This was
what he had wanted. The pleasure was surging through him. He was fucking
the hell out of Justin Timberlake.
	He caught a movement. Peter had moved to his knees. He was watching
Nick fuck his lover. This pushed Nick passion even higher.
	"Justin's quite the cock pig. A cock filling both ends. Isn't that
right pig?" Nick gave Justin's ass a slap.
	"Don't, Nick." Peter said.
	Nick saw the look. Okay, they weren't into pain. Nick dropped the
slapping.
	"Justin sucks good doesn't he?"
	"Yes," Peter moaned.
	"Do you like seeing me fuck Justin?"
	Peter licked his lips. "Yes."
	"Does it turn you on?"
	"Yes."
	"Do you like me fucking you, Justin?"
	A muffled affirmative came from Justin.
	"I didn't hear you?"
	Justin pulled off Peter. "Yes, Nick, fuck me. Fuck me hard."
	Peter's head fell back, "Damn, Justin, I'm going to cum!"
	"Shoot on Justin." Nick barked. "Cum on his face."
	Peter obliged with a loud groan. His cum splattered on Justin's
upturned face. A few more strokes and the climax was over.
	"Lick it off." Nick commanded.
	Peter didn't have to be told twice. He knelt and greedily licked
Justin's face clean. They then kissed for a bit.
	Then it was Justin's turn to sit up.
	"Oh, damn, Nick, fuck I'm cumming!"
	"Swallow it, Peter!"
	Peter was on the cock in a moment.
	Justin trembled and shook as the climax hit, crested and finally
receded. Nick could hear Peter sucking up every drop on cum.
	Nick slammed into Justin for all he was worth. Finally the whole
scenario grew to be too powerful. Nick felt his climax build. There was no
way to stop it. A few more thrusts and he was gone.
	"Time to give this twinkie a cream filling!" Nick slammed one more
time into Justin then let out a loud scream of anguish mixed with pleasure.
	Such a climax Nick had never felt. Each nerve ending was on
fire. His whole body pulsed with his cock as he shot off. He grew dizzy and
tried to steady himself. At last it grew too much. Everything went blurry
and Nick still reeling from the pleasure blasting through him lost his
balance and fell to the ground. His mind was overloaded by such pure
pleasure. It switched off and everything went black.
	Then there was a faint recall of being carried through the house,
sheets being pulled over him and a last look that he could recognize his
bedroom. Nick let sleep take him.



	They drove on in silence. Justin finally cracked first.
	"You can say 'I told you so' anytime now."
	"I wouldn't dream of it."
	"You were right. I just can believe it of Nick. I never thought he
would go that far. He knows we are in a serious relationship but he did it
anyway."
	"I really don't blame Nick too much. I think it was his ego
talking."
	"Well, you're more tenderhearted than I am. To think of what he
tried to pull."
	"Well, it's over. Hugh will give us the low down later I'm sure."
	"Maybe we should have stayed and talked it over with Nick."
	"No, it's better this way. I think it will drive the point home
easier if we're not there."
	"I suppose you're right."
	"To tell you the truth I don't envy Nick. I'd never want to get on
Hugh's bad side."
	"Should I phone the police just to be sure?"
	"Justin, stop it."
	Justin took Peter's hand. "And you?"
	Peter raised Justin's hand and kissed it. "We are just fine. In my
mind." Peter added.
	Justin squeezed Peter's hand. "Good. Just checking."
	"And Justin?"
	"What?"
	"No more performances ever. Okay?"
	Justin laughed. "No shit, Sherlock."
	They drove on.



	In the morning Nick came down to the kitchen and was surprised to
see Hugh up and about.
	"I didn't think I'd see you until the afternoon."
	"I'm a hardy guy. Coffee?"
	"I'd kill for a cup."
	Hugh didn't even crack a smile as he filled a cup.
	"Have a good night?" Hugh asked.
	"Terrific. It was the best night of my life."
	"Sorry to hear that." Hugh murmured.
	Nick looked around. "Peter and Justin not up yet? I want to compare
notes. I'd like to see who they thought was better."
	"I'd say both of them were a lot better that you, Nick."
	"What?"
	Hugh shook his head and sighed. "They're not here. They left last
night."
	"You must be joking. It was late when they finally went to bed,"
Nick grinned, "and it's a long drive back especially when you exhausted
from such fabulous sex."
	"See for yourself." Hugh said very simply.
	Nick's grin disappeared. He hurried off and checked the
bedroom. The bed hadn't been slept in. His night of great sexual conquest
gave way to the realization of what he had really done. What he had feared
had come true. His ego and his girlfriend had won out in the end. He looked
very dejected as he came back to the kitchen.
	"They must have been good and pissed off to leave in the middle of
the night like that."
	"Oh, I'd say they were more disappointed than mad but they'll get
over it."
	"I suppose you would have left, too."
	"No because we need to talk."
	"I feel bad enough about what I did. Do I have to hear the lecture
from you?"
	"You forced yourself on two people in a committed relationship and
you just feel 'bad'."
	"They got into it. They didn't tell me to stop."
	Hugh just glared at Nick. Nick realized it would have taken a lot
to stop him.
	"I got carried away. I'll apologize to them if they are still
talking to me."
	"Oh, I think you'll find that they are. But it could have been
worse. At least you didn't have sex with them."
	"You weren't there. I did have sex with them."
	"No, you didn't."
	"What do you mean 'no, you didn't'? I know when I've had sex with
someone."
	"Oh, you had sex with someone all right. It just wasn't Peter and
Justin."
	"If this is some kind of joke it has gone too far."
	"This is no joke and it was to keep you from going to far and thank
god it worked."
	"This is ridiculous. I saw and felt myself having sex."
	"What you felt was real but what you saw was all in your mind."
	"Look if this is to make me feel better about what I did to Peter
and Justin. . ."
	"This is NOT to make you feel better. It was to protect them. Last
night when I got the chance I hypnotized you and gave you a post-hypnotic
suggestion. So when you went too far they could stop you and it
worked. Then I stepped in as a sex double I suppose you'd call it. Peter
and Justin were half way home before you finished our little tryst."
	"But you were drunk. You passed out on the bed."
	"It was all an act."
	"But I poured every one of your drinks. I watch you carefully. You
drank each one of them."
	"Yes, but earlier when I excused myself at supper I watered down
the gin. When I found out you hated gin I knew that bottle would be all
mine that night. You'd never notice."
	"Well devious." Nick smirked up at Hugh. "Well, you should be
happy. You put one over on Nick Carter."
	"Happy? We were forced into this like Peter and Justin almost
were."
	"They would have enjoyed it."
	"Why? I didn't. And to tell you the truth Nick, I am going to do
everything in my power to forget about last night. It wasn't sex. It was a
performance by Nick Carter, blond sex god at his most arrogant and
controlling best."
	"I didn't know it was you." Nick added softly. He looked up. "If
this post-hypnotic suggestion got me to stop, why continue with the charade
of sex?"
	"It was Peter's idea."
	Nick smirked. "He wanted to see me having sex again, how sweet."
	"He knew we'd only find out what was in your devious mind by
letting it play out and he was so right. After the post-hypnotic suggestion
stopped you I hypnotized you again and we let you play out your
fantasy. Peter and Justin left after they found out what your intensions
were. They never thought you would go that far or have such disregard for
two people's committed relationship."
	Nick frowned. "That was Peter's idea?"
	"Stop acting so wounded, Nick. This whole plot started with you
asking advice from Justin. All these things you did were just so you could
have Justin. In all the talking you did with me I never sensed just how
jealous you were of Justin."
	"Me? Jealous of Justin?"
	"Why do you think you did the things you did? Why do you think you
were so worried that you'd go too far? You knew you were jealous but were
too afraid to even face it."
	"It was just sex."
	"Bullshit, Nick. Your girlfriend fed you that line and now you
think you believe it. But face the facts. When Backstreet first started you
were the blond heartthrob of all the girls. Then NSYNC started to gain in
popularity and you got worried. Soon Justin's name and photo were
everywhere. When trying to be friends with Justin didn't work you labeled
him 'Mr. Ego'. In the meantime Aaron started his career. Now your little
brother's name was tied to yours and 'the brother of' was added to your
name. Then came Peter and Justin surged ahead of you again. This time he
found love and a lifetime partner. You still couldn't believe Mr. Ego was
in love with another guy yet. And what really got you Peter wasn't anything
of the boy toy you thought Justin would have. And their true love for each
other was the last straw.
	Then your girlfriend opened your eyes to your bisexuality and your
ass to anal sex. After a while you got the idea of one way that you could
finally top Justin and it was literally that. What started out as you
learning that it was possible to be a celebrity and still be passive
sexually turned into something much more personal. Instead of seeing Justin
Timberlake get fucked, you wanted to do the fucking. For one time in your
life you wanted Justin to submit to you, to be beneath you. You finally
would be above Justin Timberlake. Nothing else mattered but that. Not even
his love for Peter."
	"How do you know all this if I didn't?"
	"But you do. It's buried very deep inside you. I connected with you
this morning and you're subconscious mind told me everything. Maybe now
that you know, you can stop denying it and you'll have more control over
yourself."
	"So it was only you I was having sex with? But I imagined two
people."
	"Think back. You were never touched by both at once. You never gave
them a chance. You were so determined to have Justin submit to you. But
Nick in your mad rush to put your plan in action you were blind to the fact
that what you tried to do so long ago came true. Through your talks with
Justin you finally became friends. Well, until last night."
	Nick clutched his head, "My god, I almost raped him. I used such
force."
	"It was a bit much but it didn't last long. I'm not very sore at
all this morning though I thought I might be."
	"Shit, Hugh, I did that to you. You've been so nice and
understanding and look how I repay it. And Justin, he really cared. . ."
Nick hung his head. "What a fucked up human being I turned out to be."
	Hugh put his hand on Nick's shoulder. "You're feeling regret. That
makes you very human. Maybe now you can change for the better if you can
learn to control your ego."
	"If it wasn't for my blasted girlfriend. . ."
	"She's not totally to blame. She's just a little misguided. To her
sex is everything. Both of you haven't felt the feeling of love. That makes
sex even better. But you have to have respect for others as well. Believe
it or not, not everyone wants to have sex with Nick Carter. I'm sure Peter
and Justin will forgive you in time."
	"I doubt if I ever will." Nick looked up at Hugh. "I suppose you'll
be leaving soon."
	Hugh saw the pain in Nick's aura. "I have nowhere to be and if I
can still be of help."
	"Not for sex or listening." Nick looked at the floor. "I just don't
want to be alone right now. If you would stay?" Nick looked up at
Hugh. "I'd appreciate it. Please?"
	Hugh smiled and patted Nick's shoulder. "Nick Carter, vulnerable
and asking for help? How can I refuse? It's a good start, Nick."
	Nick paused. "Is sex really better when you love someone?"
	"Nick, it was in front of you last night. Didn't you see how much
attention they were giving each other?"
	"Yes, Peter hardly took his eyes off of Justin. It was like he had
to keep watching him. Why?"
	"The lover's connection. They are so into each other both
physically and mentally that watching the other partner only enhances sex."
	Nick bowed his head. "It is so beyond me."
	"Give it time, Nick. You have a lot to unlearn. And when you get
there you will find out just how wonderful it is."
	"Wonderful?" Nick breathed. "Just think what that might be like."



	JC watched Lance blush with pleasure and close his eyes. His lips
parted in a sigh of joy. This sent a thrill through JC adding to the
sensation of his cock sliding into Lance and his ass clamped around the
shaft.
	"Josh, I love to feel you in me."
	 "I love to be in you, Lance. You feel so good."
	Lance starting bouncing. The familiar whimpering started. Damn,
that turned JC on. Lance's responses added so much to their sex.
	Lance's eyes opened. Those green pools looking deep into JC's blues
ones. He leaned down and they kissed.
	JC wrapped his arms around Lance. He thrust with his hips and Lance
whimpered more. Lance pulled back but only a little way. They didn't want
to loose eye contact. JC sank in deeper.
	"God, Josh, you do me so good."
	"I love you, Lance."
	Lance couldn't resist. Their lips met with passion.
	JC thrilled to Lance's muffled whimpers as they got louder and
louder.
	Finally for lack of air they parted. Lance held JC tight. He's head
close to JC's ear. His bouncing matched JC's thrusting hips.
	"Oh, Josh, oh, Josh."
	"You're so beautiful, Lance."
	"You make me beautiful." Another thrust. "I love this, JC."
	JC thrust harder. Lance's whimpers went up a notch.
	"Oh, oh, oh!" Lance looked back down at JC's face. "I love you so
much, Josh." JC's cock hit just the right place. Lance's head fell back
blushing red with pleasure. "Oh, fuck me, Josh."
	Lance straightened up. JC ran his hands over Lance's beautiful
body. Lance swayed with each bounce. JC knew Lance was getting close. Still
swaying with his eyes closed Lance reached down and began stroking his
cock. The whimpers rose in pitch.
	As Lance's passion rose so did JC's. The two of them were too
connected for it not to. They had almost got down cumming together. And
when that happened it was so wonderful. An explosive connection of two
bodies and minds.
	Lance leaned back further. JC's cock sank in even deeper. Lance was
sent into complete bliss.
	"Josh, make me cum. Fuck the cum out of me. Oh, Josh!"
	Lance's ass clamped tight around JC's cock as his climax hit.
	JC watched the threads of white shoot from Lance's cock. They
splattered hot against JC's skin. This pushed JC over the edge.
	"Oh gawd!!!" There was one last thrust.
	Lance felt JC's cock twitch and throb inside him. This sent a wave
of excitement through him. His cock shot a string of cum onto JC's chin.
	JC watched the cum fly. Damn, Lance was turned on! This intensified
his own organism. JC's cock still convulsed and pulsed as it filled Lance
with his cum.
	Finally with both of them spent Lance collapsed on top of JC. Then
still panting they kissed. After a moment Lance stretched out along JC's
side.
	"Thanks, Josh. I needed that."
	"For my lover, anything."
	Lance handed JC the wash cloth.
	JC cleaned himself off. "You almost got me in the eye that time."
	Lance snuggled close. "What can I say? You really hit the spot."
	After discarding the wash cloth they lay together side by side.
	JC lightly brushed his fingers over Lance's cheek. Lance looked
up. JC's blue eyes just looked at him.
	"What?"
	JC gave a heartfelt sigh, "You make me so happy, Lance."
	Lance chuckled, "It's just my little bubble butt."
	"Now look who's joking when I'm trying to be serious. It is not
just the sex. You make my life so. . .Without you I'd. . . This last year
has been so . . ." JC got flustered.
	Lance leaned in and kissed JC. "I know, JC. I feel the same. It's
just difficult to find the words." Lance laid his head on JC's chest. "A
few moments ago you said everything just right."
	"But it is more than that. Sometimes just seeing you makes me feel
so, damn it, I can't describe it."
	"Then stop trying. There is a way you can show me remember?"
	In a few moments Lance helped JC out of his body. They were
floating over their bed.
	Lance watched as JC now a beautiful brilliant blue with love
reached out for him. They touched.
	Lance saw JC's view point. He was watching Lance sleeping then
Lance was sitting on the couch reading a book then coming back through the
door after taking out the garbage. Lance felt the joy and contentment JC
felt just by Lance's presence.
	Then the scene changed. There were taunts and teasing. The kids
were young so it must have been JC's growing up. JC thought of himself as
thin and clumsy but he made up for it because he could dance. But Lance
could feel the aching loneliness. Then there were flashes of NSYNC's
earlier days of the months they spent together bonding into a group. Then
Lance saw JC's glances at him and a growing feeling of wanting to be near
Lance then that wonderful day when they finally dared reach for a kiss. The
images flashed faster now. But they weren't sex scenes they were just JC
holding Lance and cuddling. Lance felt how wonderful it was for JC to hold
him in his arms. Even when they were just sitting together Lance felt JC's
joy.
	JC pulled back. "Now you know."
	Lance was glowing so blue. "I feel the same way, Josh."
	"I know. I felt it."
	JC had felt more than that. He too had felt Lance's loneliness and
the joy as they had found each other. All those lonely days were gone. They
relished their love for each other. Together they were one.
	"Come on. There's a full moon out tonight. Let's take a quick spin
before we go back."
	They floated out of the room.


	JC opened his eyes. The sensation was slightly different less
intense. Maybe because they had 'calmed down' before they had regained
their bodies there was no climax. He didn't mind. He had the warmth of
Lance curled up beside him.
	To think in less than a month they would vow their lifelong love in
front of friends, family and God. The God who had blessed JC with this man
he was holding in his arms. Then he felt something warm and wet on his
chest.
	"Lance?"
	Lance wiped his eyes. "I'm okay. Thank you for showing me that JC."
Lance stretched an arm across JC's and placed a kiss on his bare chest. "I
love you, Josh." Lance lay back.
	JC held Lance closer as Lance wept his happy tears. "You're love
has given me a life I never thought I'd have, Lance." JC found himself
blinking back his own tears, "I'll always love you, Lance. Always."


End Part 51B

Was it worth the wait? Go ahead let me have it. I can take it! Next time
"The Rev. Welk's Showdown". I know so many have worried about it. At last
you will know.

Better get on to writing though. I've tested you reader's patience too much
on this last part. I humbly get down on my knees and . . . NOT FOR THAT!
Well, I'm game. . .I am SO lonely. Never mind. Where was I? Oh, I humbly
submit my apology. I'll never write that slow again.

As always I'd be pleased to hear from you. It greases the pumps. No, I
didn't mean it that way either! Whatever pete1211@aol.com. I hope to hear
from you.

Until Part 52, happy reading!