Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2006 11:57:55 -0800 (PST)
From: Shannon <swimfan_777@yahoo.com>
Subject: Model Me Chapter 20

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enjoy the show....

"Well everyone seems to be in a talkative mood," Chris said looking around
the table. They had been sitting in silence for way to long as far as he
was concerned. After everyone had finally made it to the restaurant and
greeted each other menus were immediately grabbed and studied like there
was going to be a pop quiz at the end of the meal. Chris glanced around the
table at Justin and Craig whispering softly to each other, JC checking his
watch and glancing at the opening to the private room they had been seated
in, Lance staring intently at his menu while Brian stared intently at him.

"So Joe," Chris said breaking the silence once again, "how's married life
treating you?"

"So far so good," Joey said smiling at his new bride.

"It's not like we haven't been together forever," Kelly said placing her
hand on his arm.

Craig smiled at them and winked at Justin.

"Don't get any ideas," he whispered to him and kissed his cheek.

"What? I didn't say anything babe."

"I know we're not supposed to be talking business or anything tonight but I
have to say that I can't wait to start on the new album," Joey said smiling
at his band mates.

Craig elbowed Justin in the ribs lightly.

"I uh," Justin said softly.

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

"I...think I'm getting the steak."

"Good choice," Chris said rolling his eyes, "seeing as we're at a steak
house and all."

"Right," Justin said shrugging at Craig's disapproving looks.

"So where's Wade?" Kelly asked JC. "You've been keeping him under lock and
key."

"Far from it," he grumbled under his breath. "He's running late I guess."

"Yeah," Lance chimed in. "It happens to the best of us."

Brian looked at him and sighed trying to figure out when dinner with
friends had gotten so complicated.

"Hey party people," Wade said walking into the room.

"Speak of the devil," Chris said standing and slapping the man on the
back. "Long time no see buddy."

"Yo babe," Wade said kissing JC deeply. "What'd I miss?"

"Not much," he said surprised Wade had actually bothered to show up. "Sit
down."

"I'm gonna hit the head first. Order me something," he said kissing his
cheek.

Lance had never really seen the two of them that intimate before. Maybe it
was because they were in public, well as public as a private room in an
exclusive restaurant could be. He felt like he was staring at them the
whole time even though he kept averting his eyes. It was almost like a
terrible car accident. You know you shouldn't look but some small part of
you really wants to see the aftermath of the tragedy.

"Lance?" Brian said again. "Are you ready to order?"

"Oh yeah," he said smiling up at their waiter. "I'll just have the prime
rib medium."

"Are you okay?" Brian asked leaning closer to him.

"Yeah fine. Perfect," he said with a small smile as he watched Wade walk
back in and start making out with JC.

"Can you stop?" JC asked him quietly in his ear.

"Whatever," he said slumping down in his chair.

"You are acting so strange."

"No I'm not."

"Okay you're not, you're acting perfectly normal," he said taking a sip of
his scotch.

"So then Brianna says, 'Daddy I have a tree in my finger'..." Joey said
continuing his story as oblivious as ever to what was going on around him.

Craig smiled at the inane attempts at conversation, wishing that he had
just stayed in bed with Justin all night like they had wanted.

Justin placed his hand on Craig's thigh moving it up and down slowly as he
stared at the man. Under the low lights and candles he was positive that
his lover could not get any more beautiful even if he tried. He started
moving it up higher just as his cell phone began to vibrate in his front
pocket. He glanced at the caller ID and immediately stood up.

"I'll be right back," he said kissing Craig's forehead.

"Hello?" he said into his phone his heart fluttering at the sound of her
voice.

"Hi Justin. This is your mother."

"Yeah I know mom," he said stepping out onto the back patio of the
restaurant where it was a little quieter.

"As you know your father and I are going out of town tomorrow morning. I
don't know how but Mrs. North is really sick all of a sudden. I was
wondering..."

"Yeah?"

"Well I know how things are between us right now but I was hoping that you
would watch the children while your father and I are gone."

"Really?"

"Yes really."

"Of course I will. Should I come pick them up?"

"I'll drop them off tonight."

"What time? I'm at dinner with the guys right now but I can go home early."

"Why don't you just call me when your done and I'll bring them by."

"Okay I'll call you then."

"Alright. And Justin, thank you."

"You're welcome," he said flipping his phone closed. There was no way that
this could be happening. How did his parents come around so fast? They must
have really been in a bind. It was weird that he could be so excited to
baby-sit for three days when he could still remember the days that an hour
with his younger siblings would drive him crazy. He was already planning
fun ways to entertain them as he walked back into their private dinning
room.

"Sorry about that," he said with a broad smile. "I just got a baby-sitting
job."

"What?" everyone asked in unison looking at him.

"My mom and dad are going out of town and they want me to watch the kids,"
he said sitting back down by Craig.

"But I thought they said no," Craig said holding his hand.

"Mrs. North got sick and they probably couldn't find anyone else on such
short notice."

"That's so great baby," Craig said kissing him softly on the lips. "When
are they coming over?"

"Tonight after we're done with dinner."

"Great I can't wait. Your brothers are adorable."

"Well you can plan on not seeing me for the next few days," Brian said
crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his chair.

"Stacy's not that bad babe. She just has a crush on you, she won't hurt
you," Craig said rubbing his knee.

"Tell that to my bruised ass."

"I'll kiss it and make it feel better," Lance said laughing.

"We should all go to the park and have a barbeque or something on Sunday,"
Kelly said. "Brianna would love to see the twins again. She thinks it's so
neat that there's two of them."

"That would be fun," Justin said nodding. "I bet they'd love it."

"We could make it like a whole day thing," JC said finally getting into the
spirit of things. "That would be fun right babe?"

Wade said nothing but stared at his plate of food.

"Are you alright?" JC asked waving his hand in front of his face.

Wade turned his head slowly towards him and smiled with half closed eyes.

"Maybe you've had enough to drink," Chris said laughing.

JC forced a smile as he remembered that Wade was still on his first martini
and that was only half gone. There was no way he was that much of a light
weight, as much as he went out and drank with his friends.

"I'll be back," Wade said standing slowly and stumbling a bit as he made
his way to the bathroom.

"I'm gonna go make sure he's okay," JC said not waiting for a response from
the rest of the table.

The way Wade was slumped over the sink when he finally opened the door to
the bathroom made JC's heart beat a little faster for some reason.

"Wade?" he asked walking cautiously towards him. If the man were going to
get sick he would be very grateful if it wasn't on his new Ferragamo's.

Wade turned and looked at him his face covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He
jumped away from the sink knocking over the trashcan and almost scaring the
bathroom attendant to death.

"Sorry," JC said holding his hands up to the old man with the towel over
his arm. "Wade what's wrong?"

 "Nothing. I...I just don't feel well."

"Okay. Let me take you home then. Come on," he said urging the man to come
towards him like he was a puppy.

Wade nodded. "Just don't touch me," he said as he passed JC.

"What are you talking about? Why?"

"Just don't!" he screamed as he walked out of the bathroom.

JC looked from the closed door to the confused bathroom attendant.

"Sorry about this," he said gesturing towards the mess on the floor as he
picked his wallet out of his back pocket. He handed the man a few twenties
and ran after Wade. He had to get him out of the restaurant before there
was a real scene.

"I'll drive," JC said stepping in front of the driver's door to Wade's
jeep.

"Let's just take your car," Wade said smiling at him strangely. "Then we
can go back to your place." He pushed his body against JC's and ran his
hand over the man's confused face.

"I thought you didn't want me touching you."

"I'm horny. Aren't you?" he asked grabbing his crotch and ignoring his
comment.

"Stop," JC said pushing him away. "Get in the car and I'll take you home."

"What about dinner?"

"I'll call the guys and tell them you were sick."

"I'm not sick."

"Okay," he said rolling his eyes. "Get in the car then."

Wade mumbled something under his breath but finally complied with his
wishes.

"I'll drive you back tomorrow to pick up your jeep," JC said wondering why
Wade kept reaching into the pocket of his black leather jacket. He shrugged
it off and began driving. There was just no way Wade was drunk. He was
acting fine at the moment almost as if nothing had happened earlier at the
restaurant. He was actually singing along with the radio.

JC knew that Wade's incessant pleads to not go to the hospital for an
emergency CAT scan were probably warranted. He did have a tendency to over
react but he just couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Let's just go upstairs," Wade said wrapping his arms around JC's waist as
they stood in his living room.

"Are you sure?"

"Do I feel sure?" Wade asked moving JC's hand to his bulging crotch.

JC smiled all of his feelings of worry washing away and being replaced with
lust for the hot little bleach blonde standing in front of him.

"Fuck me," Wade whispered as he nibbled on his ear.

"Anything you want baby," JC said pulling the leather jacket off of Wade's
shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. He ran his hands from Wade's
thighs all the way up his white and blue striped collared shirt, stopping
right at the sparkling white buttons. He pressed his mouth firmly against
the man's lips kissing him as hard as he could without drawing blood
against their teeth.

JC ripped open the shirt as they kissed, buttons flying off and landing on
the ground.

"I really liked that shirt," Wade said pulling at JC's pants.

"I'll buy you a new one," he said unbuckling Wade's belt. He pulled it off
followed by his jeans. "Bend over."

Wade didn't hesitate a second as he leaned over the arm of the couch.

	JC kissed the back of his neck as he ran his hands up and down his
smooth back. He ran his tongue down the man's back right along the curve of
his spine as he pulled down Wade's boxer briefs. He began to kiss and lick
his way down to Wade's perfect tight little ass. He ran his tongue up and
down the smooth center making the man moan loudly and wiggle his ass around
in JC's face. He stuck his tongue in as far as it would go, sliding it in
and out and swirling it around as he began to stroke his own cock until he
was fully hard.

Once Wade was entirely lubed up and fully excited JC ran his fingers around
in the little pool he had made and began to finger his lover. He slid two
fingers in as far as they would go and wiggled them around.

"Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me baby!" Wade screamed pushing against he invading
fingers as hard as he could.

JC wanted to tease him more, a lot more actually, but it had been so long
since he had felt that hot, tight little hole around his stiff cock that he
couldn't hold off any longer. He grabbed his cock in his hand and replaced
his fingers with it as quickly as he could.

Wade groaned in ecstasy as he felt the hard member pushing inside him. He
reached down and stroked his cock for a while loving the way JC felt
grinding against his ass. He could feel the man's pre-cum squirting into
him in hot thick spurts. It had never felt like that before. He felt so
alive, so free, so uninhibited. It felt like he was on top of the world and
would never come down again.

JC screamed out as he got closer. Part of him knew that he should try to
hold off but the way Wade's asshole kept squeezing his cock, well it was
just driving him crazy. He pulled out and stroked his cock as hard as he
could over Wade's back. He knew it was a "porn star" thing to do but it
just felt right.

Long white ropes of cum spurted out of his cock as he tilted his head back
and reveled in the feeling of his release. Once he was finally done he
looked down and saw the mess that he had made all over Wade's back. He
grabbed one of their discarded shirts and wiped him down.

"Have fun?" Wade asked him as he stood up.

"Yes a lot," JC said hugging him and kissing his lips as Wade's hard cock
pushed against him. "What do you say we go upstairs and take care of you in
the shower?"

"I say that's the best idea I've heard in a long time," he said squeezing
JC's sculpted ass.

***

"Okay how is this?" Justin asked rearranging a vase full of white roses on
the dresser.

"Babe, I already said it's perfect," Craig said taking Justin's hand in his
and pressing his lips against the long tan fingers.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, positive. And plus, three year olds aren't very concerned with flower
arrangements," he said wrapping his arms around the handsome man.

"I guess," Justin said running his hand over Craig's chest. "I just want
everything to be perfect. This is a big step for us. My mom is actually
giving in, that never happens. If we do everything perfect maybe things
will change for good."

"I bet they will baby," Craig said kissing his lips lightly.

"I should go get the toys out of the attic."

"Need help?"

"No," Justin said pushing away from him. "I'll run up and grab them; you go
check on the cake."

"Do you really think it's a good idea to give them cake so late at night?"
Craig asked following Justin out of the room.

Justin turned towards him and smiled. "You are so going to be the
disciplinary when we have kids."

"Kids?" Craig asked wide-eyed. "I'm sorry but there is no way I'm ruining
this figure to give you babies."

Justin laughed and kissed him on the forehead. "We'll talk about all that
later sexy. Now get downstairs," he said smacking him on the butt.

"Yes sir," he said laughing as he hopped down the stairs. Once in the
kitchen he checked on the cake, which needed a few more minutes and began
making the chocolate frosting to go on top. Before he could finish mixing
the doorbell chimed throughout the house.

"Justin!" he called after he turned off the mixer. He walked out towards
the living room wiping his hands on a dishtowel. "Baby?" he called again
looking towards the stairs. He waited a moment until the doorbell rang
again, and then decided he should go ahead and answer the door. Justin's
mom had to know that Craig was living there now, although Justin had never
told him that he had mentioned it.

Craig opened the door and smiled when he saw Stacy standing in the doorway,
her long blonde hair hanging in neat springy spiraled curls over her
shoulders as she held one of her little brothers on her hip.

"Craig!" she said excitedly. She looked so happy to see him that he was
afraid she would drop the small boy in her arms.

"Hi Stacy," he said waving her in. "Mrs. Timberlake how nice to see you
again."

He kept smiling even though she had a strange mix of shock and disgust on
her face.

"Is Justin here?" she asked still standing just outside of the door
although all of her children were already in the foyer.

"Yes of course. He's upstairs getting toys for the boys." Normally he would
have laughed or at least cracked a smile at the rhyming words but he
figured this was neither the place nor the situation to do so.

"Toys?" Tucker asked clapping his hands together excitedly as Stacy tried
to pull off his jacket.

"Yeah buddy," Craig said kneeling down to his eye level. "Justin will be
down soon and then you can play for a while."

He smiled widely, his blue eyes sparkling as he threw his arms around
Craig's neck. "Why don't you come and visit us?"

"I..." he said looking up at Karen who was practically glaring down at him.

"Hey guys," Justin said walking into the entryway. "What are you kids doing
just standing here?" he asked swiping up Bobby and tossing him in the air.

"Justin, can I speak with you for a moment?" Karen said over the giggles
and joyful screams of her little boy.

"Sure," Justin said placing Bobby's feet back on the floor. "Why don't you
guys go in the living room while I talk to mom," he said wrapping his arm
around Stacy's shoulder.

"God, you're messing up my hair!" she said sliding from underneath the
weight of his arm.

"Teenagers," he said shaking his head.

"I'll take these bags upstairs," Craig said laughing as he grabbed them off
the floor and followed everyone toward the living room.

Karen turned and stepped further outside onto the front porch. She crossed
her arms over her chest, keeping her back to Justin until she heard the
front door close.

"Momma?" he said staring at her back.

"I didn't know he was going to be here. You should have told me."

"I told you we were living together so I assumed you would come to the
conclusion that he would be here this weekend."

She turned around quickly throwing him a look that said he had stepped over
the line.

"I remember what you said. I'm not stupid," she practically spat at him. "I
assumed you would have told him to leave this weekend if I was going to
drop the children off."

"Look mom, I love you and dad and the kids. You know that. But I will not
have you come to my house and demand things of the man that I love. That
just isn't fair."

"If I wasn't in a bind tonight they wouldn't even be here."

"Oh you've made that perfectly clear numerous times. But I know that if you
thought they were in danger in anyway you would cancel your little getaway
and stay at home with them. So stop trying to play the martyr and act like
your doing me a favor. My family is always welcome in my home no matter
what and I consider Craig my family even if you don't."

She stared at him for a moment looking into his eyes. He had changed, she
could finally see it. She wasn't sure exactly when it happened. Maybe it
was right in front of her eyes there on the porch. Or maybe it was the
night he told her how he felt about Craig. Either way it had happened and
she could finally see it in him. For better or for worse he had become a
man.

All she could do was nod and turn towards the car before tears sprang to
her eyes.

"We'll call you when we're back in town," she said quickly as she walked
away from her son, running her fingertips quickly over her cheeks.

Justin said nothing as he watched his dad avert his eyes from his form as
the car turned and left the driveway. He wasn't sure but it felt like
something had changed between him and his mom. It wasn't clear yet if it
was a good change. As he closed the front door he smiled to himself. Could
it really get any worse?

***

Staying in bed with Wade all day was the first thing on JC's list of
thing's to do, but even after their night of carnal activity he wasn't
tired. Wade on the other hand was sound asleep and had been for at least an
hour.

As JC lay in bed running his fingertips over Wade's bare back as the man
rested his head on the defined curve of his chest, he watched the
reflection of the pool play off the outside window to his bedroom. The
water cast a shimmering glow across the curtains making it look as though
they were dancing in the cool breeze that was blowing through the open
window.

JC stared with unblinking eyes at the choreographed movement of the
curtains as his fingers drifted through Wade's soft hair. He was lifted out
of his trance by a chill vibrating through his body. He slipped out of bed
placing Wade gently on the warm sheets where he had just been laying and
walked across the bedroom to the window. He looked out over his property
before shutting the window almost getting a surge from his exhibitionist's
side to be standing in front of the window with no clothes on. He shrugged
off that thought. He had enough problems already without needing to add an
ever growing desire to run free on a nude beach somewhere in Europe.

He laughed, thinking about the field day the paparazzi and tabloids would
have with that one. Or would they? After all he was no Justin Timberlake.
It's not like he was bitter about it or anything, he thought as he
mindlessly folded the clothes that were strewn across the bedroom.
Obviously Justin was more popular then the other guys. Even before his solo
album blew JC's out of the water he had still been the favorite for the
majority of their fans. JC had come to terms with that thought a while
ago. I mean really, what girl, or man for that matter, could resist him?

There was a small part of JC that was jealous, not like he would ever admit
it or anything, not even to his best friend especially considering who that
was. He knew there would be no band if Justin pulled out there was just no
way in the world they would ever make it with out him. He knew it was going
to happen sooner or later, if not on this album then the next. He just
wished that Justin would grow the balls he needed to tell them what was
going on. JC knew how the man thought, felt, and worked. They had known
each other way too long. Justin was obviously dragging his feet. He
wouldn't sign off on any official dates and JC knew for a fact he hadn't
even looked over the music for the few songs that had already been written
for consideration on the new album.

He guessed he would have to talk to him about it sooner or later but he was
really hoping Justin would step up to the plate on this one. He was an
adult after all. At this point in his life he should be able to express his
desires to his friends. Plus, JC knew that if Justin confided in him first
he would end up being the one breaking it to the rest of the guys and they
were all for killing the messenger.

His attention abruptly turned to the pair of jeans he was holding in his
hands. Wade's jeans. He always emptied the contents of the younger man's
pockets onto the nightstand on his side of the bed for fear that whatever
was being carried around would be carelessly thrown in with the laundry.
He never went through any of the objects or unfolded any pieces of paper,
that was one thing he would never stoop to no matter how strange Wade
acted. But this, this was right there out in the open. JC held up the small
clear vial to the moonlight drifting in the bedroom window and turned it
around between his fingers. He gazed through the glass at a chalky white
substance that filled about half of the container. He looked stared at it
for a moment and then turned to Wade who was still fast asleep in his bed.

***

	"I finally got Tucker to sleep," Justin said falling to his back on
the bed dramatically.

"I told you cake and bedtimes don't mix," Craig said looking up from his
Details magazine with a shake of his head.

"The last thing I need right now," Justin said crawling up towards him, "is
an 'I told you so.'"

"Oh really?" Craig asked with raised eyebrows. "Then what exactly do you
need?"

"What do you think?" he said tossing the magazine aside as he laid his body
directly on Craig's. "Did I tell you how much I love you today?"

"Actually," he said smiling as Justin kissed his neck and ear, "I think you
might have once or twice."

"Good. Enough talking," Justin said pulling off Craig's T-shirt.

"Hold that thought," he said placing his finger over Justin's lips as they
came toward him. "I have to go into work tomorrow."

"Really? But I had a whole day planned for us," he said pouting.

"I know, I'll try to be home early but I can't promise anything."

"That's okay."

"You're not mad?"

"No. Work is one thing I will never get mad over," Justin said kissing his
lips. "But you should try your hardest to make it up to me."

"I think I can handle that one," Craig said wrapping his arms around his
lover.


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