Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 10:22:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Lulupower <lulupowerstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: nsa 29

No Strings attached, written by Lulupower

Legal Disclaimer: This story is purely fictionnal and it doesn't mean to
imply anything about the sexuality of any of the celebrities mentionned
below. Also, if you're not 18 or if you're offended by homosexual topics,
please leave now.

Author's note: Hey everyone! I'm back...fortunately sooner than last
time... :) Anyways, don't forget to e-mail me with comments, questions,
ideas, flames, etc... at lulupowerstories@yahoo.com

Thanks!

Go read these as soon as you're done here:

- My Surprise Romance, by Gabriella Morrisson (and check out her website
too! It's great! The URL is www.freespeech.org/gabriella )

- Brian and me, by DLS
- French kiss me, by Fallen Angel
- Brian and Justin, by JM
- In Synchronicity, by Will
- ...

By the way, the songs used in this chapter are "Shape of my heart" by the
Backstreet boys, and "If ya gettin' down" by 5ive. I don't own these
songs. I don't have any permission to use them. Sue me. ;)


                **********CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE**********


It was monday morning. Very, very early. The sun had just started it's run
in the sky and it was standing just a little above the trees. The
expensive-looking houses were silent, as were the streets, except for the
soft chirping of the birds. One appartment was different though. At that
early time of the day, it's occupants were already up and ready to face a
day that was planned to be very tiring.

"James, have you seen my green shirt?" "Tyler, there's no coffee left,
could you go to the store and get some?" "Stace, get the hell out of the
shower!"

There was a press conference planned that day. The press conference where
the two lovers would confirm to the world that they were in love.

Stacey got out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her thin
frame. "There. I'm done. I don't know what you were yelling at me for, dear
brother, cause I was in there for exactly fifteen minutes and you still
have three hours before you have to be at the hotel. Calm down for God's
sake, you're gonna have a heart attack if you don't!" Stacey said, a smile
painted on her beautiful face. Lance sighed, walked into the bathroom and
locked the door. He got the shower running and took off his clothes, then
he jumped in the shower. The warm water cascading on his body succeeded to
calm him down a little. As he washed his hair, he started singing. That was
the only thing that could make him forget a little about his problems for a
while. "Looking back on the things I've done, I was trying to be someone, I
played my part, kept you in the dark, now let me show you the shape of my
heart..." Lance sang with all the power he had. After a few seconds, he
heard a loud banging on the door. "James, sweetie...That's the wrong
band...We're N'sync, remember?" JC said through the door,
laughing. "Oops...my mistake!" Lance shouted, laughing too, then he started
singing again. "If ya gettin' down, baby, I want it now, baby, come and get
it on, baby, I want it now baby..." he sung, then he stopped when he heard
JC and Stacey laughing. He resumed his shower and got out. He shaved, did
his hair, brushed his teeth, and walked out of the bathroom, just like his
younger sister, clad in only a towel. He walked to his bedroom and heard JC
whistle. "Cute butt!" JC said from the kitchen. "I know!" Lance said. JC
laughed. "I love it when you're so modest baby." he said. Lance laughed,
got dressed, then he joined JC, Tyler and Stacey in the kitchen. "'Morning
Stace. 'Morning Ty. Thanks for the coffee." Lance said, then he wrapped his
arms around JC's waist. "Good morning Josh." Lance said softly, placing his
lips on JC's. "Good morning to you too. I made pancakes, want some?" JC
asked. "Yup. Definetly." Lance said, letting go of JC. "So, you guys
nervous?" Tyler asked. "I think nervous is an understatement. But yes." JC
said, handing Lance a plate full of freshly baked pancakes. "Thanks Josh."
Lance said, digging into his food. "You and Stacey are coming, right?"
Lance asked, his mouth full. "Yeah. Wouldn't miss that for the world."
Stacey said, getting up. "I have to get ready now." she announced. "Why?
It's only 6:30..." Tyler said, looking at the clock. "Yeah, but it's gonna
be really long this morning. What if reporters take pictures of me
accidentally? I have to look good!" Stacey said, walking to her room. JC
and Lance rolled their eyes. "Girls..." JC said. "Hey, that's my girlfriend
you're talking about." Tyler said. "Did you already eat?" Lance asked his
boyfriend. "Nah...I'm really not hungry. I'm affraid that if I eat, I'm
gonna throw up." JC said, sighing. Lance patted his lap, motionning JC to
sit on it. JC gladly complied and Lance wrapped his arms around him. "It's
gonna be fine. We'll be just fine." Lance whispered in his ear, then he
pressed his lips on JC's neck. JC closed his eyes, enjoying the simple
pleasure Lance was giving him. Tyler got up. "I think I hear Stacey calling
me." he muttered, leaving. "James? Whatever happens, we'll always be
together, right?" JC asked in a little voice. "Right. Nothing will ever
tear us apart." Lance replied softly. JC smiled a little. "Good." JC said,
then he switched positions so he was facing Lance. "I. Love. You." JC said,
ponctuating each word with a kiss. Lance smiled. "I love you too." he said,
smiling. "Are you two done in there?" Stacey yelled from her room. JC and
Lance laughed. "Yup!"



                                            ***





"So what was written in the newspaper a few days ago was true?" a
middle-aged woman asked. The press conference had begun about an hour
ago. Lance and JC were sitting at a table, and Chris, Joey and Justin were
sitting on their left, listening closely but remaining silent.

"More or less. I didn't tell anyone that JC and I were dating. It's just
that Josh was in a very bad shape and let's just say that I was more
concerned about him than about our carreers. And one of the nurses must
have seen me and called the reporters." Lance said with a smile. "How long
have you and Lance been together?" somebody else asked. "Um...almost a year
now. Right?" JC said, looking at Lance. "Yeah, it's been ten months." Lance
said with a smile. "When are you planning on getting married?" a man
asked. "June 14th. But we're not telling you where it's gonna be
though. It'll be more of a private wedding." Lance said. "What do you think
about sex before marriage?" a young girl asked. Lance blushed and JC
laughed. "Look, we're not gonna tell you what happens in our bedroom. I
know Lance has been raised in the south as a baptist catholic, and my
parents always told me that it was best if you waited, but I'm not saying
that it's what you have to do. The only thing I have to say about that is
that you have to be careful and always use protection." JC said. The N'Sync
PR got up. "Okay, everyone, that's a wrap. Thank you all for coming." he
said, and Lance and JC got up. Everyone exited the room, leaving the five
N'syncers, Stacey, Tyler, the five N'sync bodyguards and the PR
alone. "That was wonderful guys. JC, that answer for the question about sex
was just perfect. I have to leave now, I'll se you guys in two weeks. Bye!"
he said, walking away. Lance rolled his eyes at him, then he looked at the
bodyguards and smiled. "You can leave now, we'll be fine by ourselves."
Lance said. "Okay. You guys be careful, okay?" Loonie, a bodyguard,
said. They all left silently.

JC wrapped his arms around Lance and hugged him. "God, I'm so happy that
the whole hiding thing is over!" he said. Lance smiled. "Yeah, me too."
Lance said, then they parted. "Group hug!" Joey called. Everyone gathered
up together and hugged. "Congratulations guys! I'm proud of you!" Chris
said. "Yeah me too...I can't wait to do that too with Christopher." Justin,
somewhat sadly. "Your time's gonna come, Curly, don't worry." JC said,
smiling. "Hey, how about we all go to our place and celebrate?" Lance
suggested. "Great! We could order a pizza and rent a movie, just like old
times..." Joey said. "Cool! Let's meet at JC and Lance's in an hour okay?
I'll pick a movie on my way." Chris said. "Uh, guys, if you wanna bring
your significant others, it's fine." JC said. "Eve's out of town." Chris
said sadly. "And Rachael is at her grandmother's side. She's sick, and the
doctors think she might not make it through the month." Joey said even more
sadly. "Oh..." Lance said uncomfortably. "Just? Is Christopher gonna come?"
Joey asked, trying to lighten the mood. "I guess so. I have to call him."
Justin said, grabbing his cell phone. He dialed a number and remained
silent for a few seconds. "Um, may I speak to Christopher please?" Justin
said shyly. "Hey sweetie...I'm fine, how are you? ... Good! Do you have
something planned for tonight?...Do you wanna come at JC and Lance's with
us, we're gonna watch a movie and eat pizza...Cool! I'll pick you up in
half an hour okay?...Yeah, love you too...Bye!" Justin said, hanging
up. His cheeks were an interresting shade of red. "Sweetie?" Joey asked,
smiling, making Justin blush even more. "Awww, look, he's blushing, how
cute!" JC said, laughing. The teasing went on for a little while as the
whole group left the hotel. When they opened the door, they were greeted by
thousands of screaming fans, reporters and photographs. "Oh God..." Lance
said. "Who said we'd be fine by ourselves again?" Justin asked, looking at
Lance. "Shit...How the hell are we going to get out of here?" Joey
asked. "Uh...We could use another door? Like the employees door?" Chris
suggested. "Okay, let's go." JC said, grabbing Lance's hand and pulling him
inside.



Fifteen minutes later, Lance, JC, Tyler and Stacey were back at their
place. Stacey and Tyler were in Stacey's room, and Lance and JC were in
theirs, laying on their bed. Lance was laying on his back, and JC was
laying beside him, his head on Lance's chest. "Josh?" Lance called
softly. "Hmmm?" JC said. "Do you remember what I told you that night when
we ate outside in the park and made up? That Justin had made me doubt my
feelings for you, but that he had made me realise I loved you even more
than I thought?" Lance asked. "Yeah. Of course I do." JC said, grabbing
Lance's hand and entwining his fingers with Lance's. "Have *you* ever
doubted your feelings for me?" Lance asked in a little voice. JC remained
silent for a while. "Yeah." he said simply. "When?" Lance asked. "It was
the day before I proposed to you." JC said. Lance raised his
eyebrows. "Really?" Lance asked, surprised. "Yeah... It was while I was in
the plane. I knew I was gonna propose to you, and I started to ask myself
if it was right, if I loved you enough to marry you and all..." JC said
softly. "And what were your conclusions?" Lance asked. "That you were the
one and only man in my life for the rest of my life and that I loved you
like a mad man." JC said. Lance kissed the top of JC's head and smiled. "I
love you too you know. I know I say it a lot, but I mean it every time."
Lance said softly. JC climbed on top of Lance and kissed him. "Have I ever
told you how you're a great kisser James?" JC asked. Lance smiled a
little. "Say it again." Lance asked. "Say again what?" JC asked. "My
name. It sounds almost musical when you say it." Lance said. "I love you
James Lance Bass. How musical was that?" JC asked with a smile. "Thank
you. And no, you never told me I was a good kisser." Lance said, smiling
too. "I said 'great' kisser. You're an amazing kisser." JC said. Lance
blushed. "Hey, don't blush, it's true." JC said. "Do you know who taught
me?" Lance asked. "Um, Joey?" JC suggested. "Nope. What, you think I had my
first kiss at 17 years old? Come on..." Lance said, laughing. "Nah, it was
Emily Morgan. She was my best friend in high school. And one night we were
alone at her place and we were watching a movie, and suddenly she stopped
it and asked me if I had ever kissed a girl. So I said no, and she said
'Let me teach you!'. So I said yes, and she kissed me." Lance admitted. JC
stared at him in disbelief. "It was a *girl*?" JC asked. "Yup. And you know
what the worst was?" Lance asked. "No, what?" JC asked. "I actually liked
it at the time." Lance said. "You are so disgusting!" JC said, laughing. "I
know." Lance said, laughing too. JC leaned in to kiss Lance again, but he
was stopped by a knock on the door. "Guys, Justin and Christopher are
here." Stacey said through the door. "Okay!" JC said, then he placed a
small kiss on Lance's lips. "I love you." he whispered. "Love you too."
Lance whispered back. They got up, straightened up their clothes and opened
the door. Justin and Christopher were sitting in the living room, making
small talk. "Hey guys!" JC said. "Hey!" Justin and Christopher said in
unisson. "Congratulations guys, by the way. It's great that you actually
had the courage to come out like that." Christopher said. "Thanks. When are
you two going to do it?" Lance asked with a smile. Justin sighed. "I don't
know. Not soon. Management said that two guys in N'sync coming out is
enough for a year. I'll have to wait at least until next January." Justin
said. "Hey, don't worry about that. You know, being in the closet is not
that bad. At least you don't have photographers chasing your poor
boyfriend. Cause when you admit that you're gay and that Christopher is
your boyfriend, reporters are gonna want him, dead or alive." JC said. "I'm
ready to face that. I hate the fact that Just is lying to the fans."
Christopher said. "Yeah. It was like that for us too." Lance said. They
stayed silent for a few seconds, then JC smirked. "So, Just, any more
problems you'd like to share with us, like on Christmas' Eve?" he
asked. Justin and Christopher turned beet

red. Lance bursted out laughing. "It's *not* funny! You guys are the only
gay couple we can refer to when we have problems." Justin said, pouting. "I
know, Justin, I was just playing with you. You know you can always count us
to help you with anything." JC said, smiling sincerely. "Thanks."
Christopher said. "Lance...Can I talk to you for a second?" Justin
asked. "Sure..." Lance said, getting up. He walked to his room, and Justin
closed the door behind himself. "So, what is it?" Lance asked. "Sit down."
Justin said. Lance sat down on the bed and looked at Justin with confusion
in his eyes. "Umm...It's Christopher's birthday in two days. And I want to
make it special cause he's gonna turn 21." Justin said. "And you don't know
what you should get him?" Lance asked. "Not exactly. I already have his
gift. But ummm...I wanted us to...well to make love that night and...Well I
want it to be *special*. You know?" Justin asked. Lance nodded. "What do
you have in mind?" he asked. Justin blushed. "Promise you won't laugh."
Justin asked. "I promise." Lance said. "I'm gonna send him out to get
something, I don't know, milk, whatever, and while he's gone I want to get
naked and tie myself to the bed. But umm...I need someone to tie me, I
can't do it myself." Justin said shyly, looking at the floor. "So you want
me to do it?" Lance asked. Justin nodded. "Okay." Lance said. "You're gonna
do it?" Justin asked. "Yeah. Why not? I've already seen you naked anyway."
Lance said, smiling. "Great! Thank you!" Justin said.



So, two days later, Justin called Lance, and Lance immediately went at
Justin's to do his "job".

*knock, knock*

Justin opened the door, clad in only his boxers. "Hey Lance. Thanks for
coming!" Justin said. "No problem man. It's no big deal anyway..." Lance
said with a smile. "Okay, let's do it!" Justin said. He walked to his room,
Lance following him closely. Justin sat on the bed and blushed a
little. "This is so akward." he said softly. Lance smiled. "Don't worry,
it's not like I'm gonna go and tell everyone..." Lance said. "Right."
Justin said, then he laid down on the bed, handing Lance a pair of
handcuffs. "There." Justin said with a smile. "You have the keys, right?"
Lance asked worriedly. "Yup. They're in the nightstand. You can check if
they're there, just in case." Justin said.  Lance opened the drawer and
there were indeed two little gloden keys. "Okay, they're there. Give me
your left hand." Lance said, sitting on the bed. Justin's arm was a little
too short, so Lance had to sit on Justin's stomach, his legs on both sides
of him, to be able to reach the head of the bed. So he handcuffed both
Justin's hand and smiled. "There. Now you can't move." Lance said softly,
his face only inches from Justin's. He could feel Justin's breath on his
face, and his hard-on on his butt. Without thinking, Lance started to lean
in, and soon his lips were pressed firmly against Justin's. Lance moved his
body so he was laying on top of Justin, then he moved his lips from
Justin's mouth to his neck, then his abs, then his nipples, making Justin
moan softly. He continued to move further down, until he was face to face
with Justin's erect cock. He slipped his hands inside Justin's boxers and
pulled them down, then he threw them on the side. There was a small drop of
precum on the tip of Justin's cock. Lance gently blew on it, making Justin
squirm with delight. Then he licked it slowly, only the tip at first, then
the whole lenght. "God, Lance, give it to me...You're killing me..." Justin
hissed. Lance engulfed Justin's cock in one quick movement and started to
bob his head up and down, sucking on the huge member like there was no
tomorrow.

"What the fuck is going on here?" they heard an angry voice yell. Lance
looked up, Justin's cock still in his mouth, and saw Christopher standing
in the doorway.


                **********TO BE CONTINUED**********


There you go guys! Don't forget to e-mail me with comments, ideas,
suggestions, questions, flames...whatever. ;)

'til next time, stay N'sync!