Date: Tue, 25 Sep 2001 14:43:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Really Bigdreamer <reallybigdreamer@yahoo.com>
Subject: My JC Chapter 14

Disclaimer:Don't read this if you're underage, find
m/m stuff offensive, or this is illegal where you are.
Also, I do not know NSync, this story is complete
fiction and not meant to imply anything about anyone
mentioned.

Author's Note: I'm getting tired of writing since I
don't have the time, energy, or patience to keep this
up now that college is back in full swing. If I hadn't
written so many chapters in advance during the summer
I wouldn't have got this far. So, I will take an
extended break from writing after Chapter 15 or 16.
I'll return to writing the story after I get that
spark of creativity again.


Feedback: reallybigdreamer@yahoo.com


Chapter 14:

I closed the apartment door quietly, Justin close
behind, but I wasn't quiet enough.

"That you, Mike?" Josh yelled from the bathroom.

"Who else would it be?" I replied as Justin and I took
off our coats.

"Someone better looking," he laughed as he came out of
the bathroom, only a towel wrapped tightly around his
waist. "Oh, uh...hi..." he said, quickly averting his eyes
after seeing Justin.

"Oh, uh, I forget to get the paper, damn," I played as
I headed back for the door.

"Mike, stay...please?" Josh asked and I couldn't resist.
I turned around, again closing and locking the door,
nodding that I would stay with him and Justin.

"Hey Big Daddy," Justin said quietly.

"Hey Curls," Josh replied. Wow, isn't this off to a
good start?

"Um...you alright?" Justin asked as he took a step
forward.

"Yeah, I'm fine now, Mike helped me a lot," he said as
he turned away from Justin and headed into the
kitchen.

Wow, that one took me by surprise, what did I do?

"He's lying," Justin whispered to me.

Oh, I see, so I didn't help him at all.

"Josh, come on, Justin is trying to help you here,
can't you even try to open up?" I asked as I led
Justin into the kitchen.

"Why?" he asked with a small sneer. "He didn't seem to
want to help me that much last night."

I shot a quick dirty look at Justin before trying
again.

"Josh, that's not fair, he was just as surprised by
Chris's reaction as you were, you don't think that
he's upset that two of his best friends apparently
hate each other?"

"Mike, you don't know what I'm going through?" Josh
said as he turned away from me too.

"Fuck you!" I said, Justin's head snapping around with
a shocked look on his face. "You don't think that I
went through the same thing when I came out? I'm still
not easy with it, some of my best friends don't know
yet, though I plan on telling them, but no matter how
they take I may still have to work with them and it's
not going to effect me, work is work and life is life.
You don't want my help, fine, fuck you, and if you
don't want Justin's help then show him out, I'm
heading to Rebecca's office to discuss a new movie
role."

I slammed the door on my way out and left the two of
them standing there in the kitchen.

Goddamn...stupid mother...I can't believe that...oh FUCK why
am I letting this get under my skin? He's right
though, I don't know what he's going through. None of
my friends ever took it that hard, not like Chris did.
I should head back, apologize to him and Justin. He's
probably pissed that I yelled at him in front of
Justin, it was probably embarrassing. Oh well, I've
only walked four blocks, might as well head back...
I heard the two of them talking as I began to open the
door of my apartment, they seemed to be getting along.
I sighed heavily and opened the door, walking in no
matter what I find, but what I found shocked me. Josh
was sitting on the couch, now with one of my robes on
instead of a towel and Justin sitting the chair
parallel to him. Josh had tears welled up in his eyes,
obviously still upset about Chris.

"Oh...Mike...I..." Josh said as headed over to me and kissed
me quickly as I shut the door behind me. "I'm sorry.
>From what Justin says, I guess Chris was just taken by
surprise, he's fine with it now, really, but I'm so
sorry to not realize...that...oh, well, I'm just sorry..."

He kissed me again, this time more passionately and I
noticed that Justin seemed quite uncomfortable.

"Um...Justin, this is the door," I motioned behind me
and JC looked at me devilishly. "Feel free to use it,
or watch TV as Josh and I...redecorate the bedroom,
don't mind the noises, we'll be moving stuff around."

"Need some help?" he asked. At first I wasn't sure if
he took me seriously about moving the furniture or was
hinting at a threesome, but then he burst out laughing
and headed for the door, much to my embarrassment for
being so dumb.

As Justin left we locked the door and began to
passionately kiss again, I tugged the cotton belt of
his robe off of him and slowly slipped the robe off of
his body. He pulled my jacket off of me and then
helped me out of my clothes. We quickly made our way
to the bedroom and Josh rolled a condom down his long,
thick cock before dropping to his knees in front of
me. He took my entire seven-inch mast down in one
large gulp, the immediate gag reflex soon passed as he
began to suck on me furiously.

He guided me to lie down on the bed and I did so as he
continued to suck on my cock. He guided me into a
kneeling position, his head underneath my body,
between my legs as he still sucked on me. He began to
work one finger into my tight ass, then a second
quickly followed. As with the last time, he fingered
me so expertly that I nearly blew my load immediately,
but managed to hold for a few more as he stopped
sucking my cock and began to rim his tongue along the
edges of my anus. He quickly darted it in once, then
twice, then the third time it stayed for a moment,
exploring its new territory. His left fist slowly
worked its way up and down my shaft, keeping me on the
edge of climax, then without warning he lubed up his
thick cock and began to work it inside of me.

Once his cockhead hit my prostate I climaxed, cum
spilling onto the bed in buckets. He began to slowly
pump his large tool in and out of my ass. Giving small
kisses to my back and the back of my neck, whispering
`I think I love you' every now and then. He picked up
the pace quickly, this time was much rougher than the
previous times, which, in my opinion, fitted the
doggie-style position appropriately.

Soon enough he blew his load inside his cock's latex
confines and the two of us collapsing, lying there
silent, except for the panting, for a few minutes. His
rigid cock stayed in my ass for that time until nearly
flaccid and he slowly pulled it out with a small
`pop'. I rolled over, he smiled at me and we kissed.


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