Date: Sun, 22 Apr 2001 07:46:05 -0400
From: BJ Gay.com_Member <bjluver@gay.com>
Subject: Lance's Search 11

Welcome to "Lance's Search," a multi-chapter exploration of a young man
discovering himself. As much as I would suspect otherwise, I have no actual
proof of the sexual orientations of Lance Bass, Justin Timberlake or JC
Chasez. Consequently anything you read in this story is the product of the
mind of its author. That said, this story attempts to take a realistic look
into the thoughts and feelings of a guy as he discovers the pains and the
joys associated with loving his fellow man... or his fellow band mate as
the case may be.

If you have any comments, please e-mail them to bjluver@gay.com. Otherwise,
enjoy the story.

BJ


Previously on "Lance's Search"...

They had never kissed before, but for some reason, Lance had to have
Justin's lips on his. They locked their lips together for quite awhile with
Lance every once in a while getting out an "oh, my God, Justin."

Finally, the two mouths separated and Justin rested his head on Lance's
shoulder. Lance was nearly dumbfounded. He had just experienced his first
blow job and his first kiss, probably not in the order he thought it would
come. But it didn't matter. His body felt so good and it was enjoying the
warmth and weight of Justin on top of it. He remembered saying "Thanks,"
but then he drifted off into sleep.


Chapter 11

Lance regained his consciousness slowly. He felt a big, warm weight on one
side of his body. Suddenly he remembered who it was and why he was
there. He smiled to himself and wondered what time it was. He moved
slightly to check a clock. In the process, he stirred Justin.

His eyelids barely opened at first. Then a smile appeared on his
face. "Hey, stud."

"Hey yourself." Lance responded.

"You OK?"

"Yeah! Better than OK. What you did was just so overwhelming. God, you were
good."

"You were great too!"

"Well, at least on the receiving end of it, I guess. I'm sorry I fell
asleep after you sucked me dry."

"That's cool. It happens. Good sex is like Mother Nature's own sleeping
pill. It just makes the body feel so good and so tired at the same time."

Lance chuckled at that thought. "Yeah, guess so. But, oh man, I didn't get
back to your cock! Sorry!"

"Hey, no harm. I kinda fell asleep too, ya know."

"Well, sorry I wasn't doing it right. I didn't even think about my teeth."

"Rookie mistake. But did you enjoy sucking my cock, Mr. Bass?"

"Like you wouldn't believe, Mr. Timberlake, although I guess you would
believe," Lance said with a laugh.

Justin joined in the laughter. Then he turned thoughtful. "Ya know, I
really don't know exactly why I like it so much, but I do. As kids you're
taught that your 'pee-pee' is dirty and shouldn't even be touched unless
you had to go to the bathroom or you need to wash it. Later, you discover
that touching it and rubbing it a lot is great. But all guys learn
that. Where would teen boys be without the help of their hands? Jerking off
becomes second nature.

"But for some of us, we want more from cocks. We go beyond touching to
tasting. Most men apparently find it disgusting to put another man's dick
in their mouth, but we crave it. Why is that? Why do I get a hard-on from
bobbing my head up and down another's tool? Hell, I'm getting a boner just
talking about it now."

"I don't know why we're like we are either," Lance said. "But despite what
I learned as a kid, this just feels so right. When I was sucking you, I was
so turned on. It didn't taste 'dirty.' I enjoyed the taste. I enjoyed the
smell. I'm just sorry I didn't get to finish."

"Well, buddy, have I got a treat for you, 'cause my cock is hard and aching
to be eaten. Just watch those pearly whites this time."

Lance's mouth produced a wide grin, displaying those pearly whites for
Justin. "Yeah, those are the ones," Justin responded.

"I'll do my best." With that, he rolled Justin over onto his back. But this
time, instead of heading directly toward the younger boy's manhood, Lance
began by licking Justin's neck. It was a little rough in places where
Justin needed to shave, but Lance could tell from the moans that his tongue
was having a real effect.

Slowly Lance's head moved down Justin's body. His tongue followed the
valley created by the breastbone until it took a detour toward the right
nipple. Lance kissed the brownish patch of skin and flicked his tongue over
the hardened bump of flesh. When Lance's appetite for the right nipple was
satisfied, his tongue made a trail to its companion on the left breast. The
left nipple received equal attention, and then the tongue headed back to
the breastbone valley.

Lance's tongue resumed its trip toward Justin's raging hard-on. It delayed
a bit around the belly button, enjoying the dip into the boy's abdomen. The
tongue then detected a slight trail south of the belly button, with the
lightest touches of hair. The tongue followed this trail of hair until it
reached a whole bush of dark blond. Having reached this point, Lance looked
up at Justin's face. Justin looked down with a huge grin, but with a plea
in his eyes for Lance to use that playful tongue of his to bathe the harden
rod of man meat in front of him.

Without a word spoken, Lance understood, opened his mouth and placed his
lips around Justin's cock. The sensation was just as good this time as
before. It was hard, yet felt so smooth in his mouth. Despite his own
ecstasy, Lance worked hard at remembering to keep his teeth from scraping
the skin. With each downward plunge, he tried to take just a little bit
more of that cock in his mouth. He gagged slightly a couple of times, but
carried on, caught up in the pure pleasure of this event.

Periodically, he would take the cock out of his mouth entirely, but then he
would use his tongue to move all over the rod and even the balls. Lance
could tell Justin's breathing was changing. His cock seemed harder. It
began to twitch in Lance's mouth. Instinctively Lance knew what all of this
meant. He even faintly heard Justin say something about cumming. Despite
all this, Lance wasn't ready for what happened next.

On a downward stroke with his mouth, all of a sudden Lance's mouth was
invaded by a blast of semen. Lance was caught off guard and as the second
round of cum erupted, he found himself choking on the white fluid. He had
to remove his mouth from that penis he earlier savored in order to cough
and clear his windpipe. Justin quickly finished up his orgasm with the help
of his hand, then turned his attention to his friend.

"Man, you OK? God, I'm sorry, I thought you were ready for it."

Lance coughed a couple of more times, then seemed to regain himself. "Don't
apologize, I should be the one saying I'm sorry. I messed up."

"Hey, nothing you need to be sorry about. I guess I forgot how strange that
first load is to take. Fortunately it gets easier with practice, especially
now that you know what to expect."

"I sure hope so. I really didn't even get much of a chance to taste your
cum."

"Well, I guess that leaves some mystery for you to solve the next time,"
Justin said with a big grin. "But I've been told my cum is worth the wait."

Lance just laughed. "Well, cum boy, we better check on the time. It looks
dark enough outside that it should be time for us to get supper with the
guys."

"Kewl, I'm starved."

"When aren't you?"

"Good point. Hope the area has cleared of all them girls so we can get out
of here tonight in one piece. And I feel like dancing up a storm
tonight. Hope the club scene is in full swing."

To be continued...