Date: Fri, 17 Dec 1999 16:19:19 EST
From: Phil <PMelo22562@aol.com>
Subject: phil and nick: Three months in heaven

***Disclaimers: This story is all written as fiction.  It is not real nor
should it be taken as a real occurance.  The characters in this story,
mainly the Backstreet Boys, are not gay, or at least we can assume but wish
they are.  If you are offended by male-male situations, or below the age of
verification, please go back now.  Thank you.*****

			    Chapter 1: Vacation

    Hi, my name is Phil and I live in Hudson, Massachusetts. I am 21 years
old, 6'1' and I have black hair.  I also just recently decided that I am
gay. I work as a carpenter for a small construction company. I have been
working for this company for three years now. I think that I deserved after
all of the years that I have dedicated to this company some vacation time,
so what I did was I went to my boss and said that I wanted and needed a
vacation. What he said was that he understood my situation and he respected
me very much because I am an excellent worker. Now after about 15 minutes
of going over all of the hooplah about me, he finally got to the point to
decide how much time that he thought I deserved for vacation time. What he
finally decided was to give me three months off. I was so happy, that for
the rest of the day I was thinking of where to spend the 3 months that I
had off.

       I was thinking so hard where to go on my vacation, that I almost cut
off my thumb with the circular saw. Finally I decided to go to
Orlando,Florida, for my vacation.  So what seemed to be like forever, the
day was over. the next day I had reservations at a great hotel and I was to
be at the airport at 6 a.m.
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     Once the plane got to Orlando, which took about three hours, I was
finally in the most beautiful place that I have ever been to in my last 21
years. After about an hour of sight seeing I realized that this is where
the Backstreet boys lived.  So I quickly went about checking intot the
Porto Fino Bay Hotel to quickly get rid of my luggage and absorb more of
this great city's splendor.

          I am such a big fan of the group that I fantasize about being the
sixth member of the greatest sounding group that I have ever heard. I also
fantasize about Nick Carter a lot because he is the most good looking
blonde male that I have ever set eyes upon. From the first day that I saw
him on MTV, I said to myself "damn he is one good lookin guy".  Once I got
there I noticed that there were a dozen girls standing outside of the hotel
but thought nothing of it and continued to get checked in. I got a got a
very luxorious penthouse with a large waterbed, large screen t.v, and a bar
that was fuly stocked.  Problem was, I don't drink.  But anyways, once I
got to the penthouse, I was feeling my exhaustion catching up with me, so I
decided to take a short nap before venturing out into the city again. I was
so excited that I had forgotten to catch anything to eat on the way from
the airport so I headed over to the phone and ordered room service.

    Apparently, I was more exhausted than I had originally thought.  By the
time I managed to drag myself from my nap, it was already 8 o'clock at
night.  Not making any more waste of my time, I decided to head on over to
a nearby club that I had seen on the way over. It had looked like a very
good club early on this morning, so it had got to have been better at
night.  So I quickly took a shower and headed on over to it without even
having any dinner yet.  When I got there, I went straight for the bar and
ordered a cokeclub soda. It wasn't particularly the best club soda I've
had, but I didn't give a shit.

  The club was an awesome sight.  There was great club music playing,
people looked like they were having a blast, hell the music was so damned
lively I headed to the dance floor myself.  Now really, I am not all that
great of a dancer but when you go to a club you gotta dance. So down I went
to the dance floor and just got jiggy with my bad self. It didn't take long
'til I ended up with someone to dance with.  But as I was about to start a
little friendly conversation, the guy that was dancing infront of me left.
I started to walk around the club feeling a tad lonely and what my eyes saw
was extremely incredible. It was none other than the Backstreet Boys! I
hadn't really taken it in with the first glance, so thinking it was all too
good to be true, I took a second.  And yup it sure as hell was the
Backstreet Boys alright. Now being a male fan I composed myself and walked
over to their table. When I got to the table I noticed myself breathing
heavily, but tried not to make it noticable. Granted it was them, the
people around was pretty much leaving them alone.  So I thought to myself
that I should just go on over and introduce myself.  So I did.

   "Hey guys.  Whazzup?  My name's Phil."  I smiled down at my favorite
band and extended a hand as a friendly gesture.  The guys shrugged and with
a round of his and half smirks, I got to shake hands with the hottest group
of guys that I have ever seen.  Nick seemed a bit friendly and asked me to
join them.  The other guys didn't seem to mind and so I did.

       "I was just walking around when I saw you guys.  Now I gotta say
that I am really a big fan of you guys.  But don't worry, it's not like I'm
gonna like scream and ask for your autographs or anything."  Smiling again.
We immediately fell into a little bit of friendly chatter as I began to
relax realizing that they were just as nice and friendly as they were
talented.

    But after about 10 minutes of my conversation with the boys, I had
noticed that there was a guy looking at me with a rather unfriendly and
searing gaze.

  I said to Nick, lowering my voice to a whisper even though he was far
enough and the music was blazing to keep him from hearing me, "hey Nick,
who is that guy over there in the black leather who is just like staring at
me dead?"

  Nick responded with a little chuckle and a shrug, "Oh that's just Zach.
he is our bodyguard.  Don't mind him he is always like that."

    So even though I was still kinda uneasy about the big guy staring right
at me, I eventually manage to get back into the friendly conversation I was
having with the guys.  We had such a great time that we totally lost track
of time.  It was around 2:00 am already when tall, dark, and creepy came
over to tell the boys that they had to get going. After a quick round of
friendly goodbyes, Nick took me to the side and ask more about how long I
was staying and where.

   "Hey, Phil.  It's really great to meet you, but..um..how long you gonna
be in Orlando?"  Nick bashfully asked.

   "Well, I got three months vacation.  I really haven't thought about it
much."  I lied.

    "Cool, we just finished our tour so how about me taking you around
tomorrow?"  Nick continued more brightly and a bit more open.

    "Sure, why not.  Not like I'm gonna be busy or anything."  I managed to
give him a rather weak smile, but inside I was like beaming with
anticipation!  The hottest guy in the world just basically asked me out.  I
was so so very happy.

    With a smile, Nick continued, "Well I gotta get going then.  I'll see
you tomorrow.  Bye."  He gave me a little handshake and went on to catch up
with his friends.  Of course, his bodyguard was right there with him.  Dark
and crazy looking, he glared at me one last time before nodding and
following Nick Carter out the door...

 To Be Continued.....