Date: Fri, 04 Jan 2002 21:45:57 +0000
From: Z master <zmaster125@hotmail.com>
Subject: Whistle Down the Wind 2

This is the first boyband slash fic I've written, so I would love your
feedback, positive or negative, long or short, just please please please
send me some feedback, my mailbox gets lonely on its own!

Before we continue, I would just like to say that I in no way know the guys
of either Nsync or the BSB, or any other celebrity mentioned in this story.
As such I cannot comment on their true sexuality, I can only speculate (and
dream). If male/male sex offends you, what the hell are you doing in this
part of the archive anyway, then please leave, also if you are underage, or
it is illegal to read texts of this nature in your jurisdiction then please
utilise a vital tool, your browser's back button.

Also big thanks to Ry, Jimmy Valdez and FaeFingers for keeping my inbox
company, I love feedback. Not quite the week I thought it would be, but I
had enough for the part so I figured I'd send it in, I also hope to get
another part out by the end of the weekend but only time will tell.

Anyway, here goes


How we left part one

I had a quick glance round and found that AJ was typing something, I read it
and then replied "AJ, that is not a nice thing to say about me. I may be gay
but I still have a smaller wardrobe than you do"
This was met with even more laughter until one by one each one of them
realised what I had just said
"Did you just say you were gay?" Questioned Joey


And now for Part 2

I gulped, Lance patted me on the back and smiled at me, that was all the
help I needed
"Yes Joey, I did and I am"
"OK, well cool I guess"
"Does that cause anyone any problems?"
"NO of course not!" came the reply from everyone at once
"Alright no need to deafen me, right anyway what I was going to say is that
if any of you like to type a journal then do it using the Journal file on
the desktop, this way the computer monitoring you will show me a blank
screen to give you privacy. The monitoring screen is only blank when the
journal is the active window, you can't just open it and hide other
activity. If you have the journal and another screen open at the same time
and keep swapping focus, I'll see the monitor flashing and I'll override the
blank screen to see what you are doing. Also about the net, don't worry
about the histories, I'll delete those each day. Right any more questions?"
"Yeah, would you have told us you were gay, if it hadn't just slipped out?"
"Yes I would"
"Why do you trust us so much? for all you know we could be a bunch of
homophobic biggots"
"I currently have no reason not to trust you Chris, and as for the
homophobic biggots, I know you're not."
"How?"
"I know at least one of you is gay, and both groups are still going strong,
so you obviously don't have that big a problem with homosexuality"
"How the fuck do you know that at least one of us is gay?" AJ asked
defensively
"The contracts"
"What do you mean the contracts?" chimed in Justin
"there is a nondisclosure clause in them, that isn't a standard thing,
especially in this industry. It is only ever used when a group or individual
wants to hide something, and with you being a boyband I would guess that one
of you is gay, 'cause your fan base is mainly girls who want to be Mrs. BSB
or Mrs. Nsync, an openly gay member could seriously damage your career,
hence the nondisclosure clause. Plus the fact 9 out of 10 times that
particular wording of the clause is used to keep homosexuality a secret"
I noticed Kevin had typed smart ass on his laptop
"I would appreciate it Kevin if you did not make comments about my ass,
anyway I only date blondes" Again laughter roared through the speakers, I
turned towards Lance and winked at him, he blushed and turned his head away.
'Strange' I thought.
"Anyway, I'm not a smart ass, Dad thought I should should study some
business stuff, so I did my major in corporate law, so if you ever want me
to do contract negotiations for you, my rates are very reasonable"
"Oh Nick before I forget, check your E-mail in about 5 minutes"
"Why?"
"I'm gonna send you something you might find interesting, there will be two
lists, you can tell me what you think later but only if you want to"
"OK thanks, I think, CJ"
"That's OK Nick, right it's getting late, I'm gonna head to bed. Just
remember if you need any help, it doesn't matter what time it is just use
the desktop icon. I'll get those games installed tomorrow, so we can have a
network fest whenever you want. Finally, Kev, when you talk to the guys at
the next venue tomorrow," I paused
"Yes?"
"Can you tell them that I'll have the lighting and soundsystem requirements
faxed to them by nine"
"OK CJ"
"What do you me...."
"Brian," I interupted "I'll tell you all about my job tomorrow"
I cut the link before I could get a response. "Now what was I going to do
now?" I thought out loud.
"E-mail Nick"
"Thanks Lance"
"'sOK"
I moved away from Bus 1's control computer, and back over to my own. I
quickly typed in about 30 web addresses and E-mailed them over to Nick along
with a screen capture I'd taken when he was looking at the cartoon porn.
"What was that?"
"I just e-mailed nick a list of the best porn sites I know on the net"
"All gay?"
"No, of course not, half were straight, half were gay."
"Oh, I was wondering what you meant by 'only if you want to'"
It was heading for 10:30, I wasn't ready for bed, but I wasn't going to do
any more work on the PC's
"You wanna go back downstairs Lance?"
"If you don't mind please CJ"
"No not a problem, just give me a minute."
I opened up my laptop and opened the bus control and laptop monitoring
software on that, and then turned off all of the PC's. I quickly took my
Laptop and Lance's back down and dumped them on our beds, then went back up
and picked up Lance from his chair.
"I could get used to this" he commented as I carried him into the kitchen
and sat him on one of the counter stools
"Good job I'm fit and young," I laughed
"Hey, you're only 2 years younger than me"
"Anyway, lets not get into a debate about ages, we both know you're ancient
do lets not fight about it"
"Ancient, I could outperform you anyday"
"That sounds like fighting talk to me, you wanna put a bet on that?"
"Yeah why not, you pick the field"
"OK, how about singing"
"What?"
"Lets see if the ancient one, can beat me in a singing contest, we'll get
the rest of the guys to judge at the next venue, we've got 5 days booked at
the concert stage and the first two are setting up, we can use the place in
the evening."
"Are you sure you want to, I mean singing is my career?"
"Yeah I'm sure, it'll be a laugh, but lets make it a bit more entertaining,
you have to pick the group and song for me and I have to pick the group and
song for you, and no rehearsal time, the night we do it is the night we tell
eachother the songs and give them a lyrics print out, and the bet is say
$500"
"You're nuts, but if you're sure I'm game"
"OK then it's a bet, when do you want to do it?"
"First night at the arena"
"Right thats tomorrow, we arrive at about 2 in the afternoon with any luck"
Lance looked tired, and I know I was getting that way, so I asked him if he
was ready to hit the hay, he said he was but wanted us to talk for a bit, to
get to know each other better. I thought it was a good idea so we headed to
bed. I stripped down to my T-shirt and boxers quickly, and headed to the
bathroom to brush my teeth. When I got back I found Lance sitting on his
bed, with tears running down his face. I sat next to him and wrapped my arm
around him, careful not to move his ribs too much.
"Lance, whats wrong?" I asked soothingly
"I can't get my clothes off, cause of my arm, and when I try to bend to do
it, my ribs hurt too much"
"It's OK Lance don't worry, did one of the guys help you get dressed this
morning?
"Yeah, Justin did"
"Would you have a problem if I helped you"
"No, why would I?"
"OK then, I just wanted to be sure"
I gently unbuttoned his shirt and got him to take his good arm out first,
then I moved it round his back, and slid it gently off of his bad arm. He
didn't have a T-shirt on under it, so I could immediately see his bruised
ribs, I drew in a gasp of breath at the sight. Lance immediately begain to
cry again
"Oh, Lance, don't worry about it, they'll heal and that bruise will vanish,
I promise you" I said as I put my arm around him and began to rub my hand
over his silky smooth back, his crying stopped fairly quickly, and he began
to lean back into the touch
"You like that?" I asked
"Yeah"
"Well I'll do you a deal, you stop crying tonight and as soon as your ribs
are healed I'll give you a proper back rub, how does that sound?"
"Like an offer I can't refuse"
"OK then,"
I knelt down in front of him and gently wiped the tears from his face, and
then set about getting his jeans off, I gradually pulled him into and
upright position and undid them and let them fall, then I got him to sit
down again and I pulled them from his legs, next came off the socks.
"What do you sleep in Lance?"
"Just a T-shirt and boxers"
"OK"
I grabbed a T-shirt from one of his open bags and gently got him into it,
with Lance ready, I folded and stored his clothes, and then we both adopted
sitting positions on the bunks facing each other.
"So, what do you want to talk about?"
"Anything, I just want us to get to know eachother better,"
So we did, we talked about anything and everything, our hopes and  dreams,
childhoods and early life and how we got into our jobs. Then we got onto the
inevitable topic: Dating. I usually don't discuss my love life with my
friends, but for some reason I felt I could with Lance. We found out a lot
about each other that night, we were both still virgins, and neither of us
did much dating (his career and my study (up until now) put a stop to most
dating). We also discussed our perfect partners.
"So, CJ, what do you look for in a boyfriend?"
"Well, he has to be blond, good looking, have muscles like watermelons...."
I paused for thought, "No, honestly, I think appearance is only superficial,
it's what's on the inside that counts. He would have to be kind, sensitive,
honesty, loving and above all be prepared for the long haul. I want to adopt
children some day, so my ideal partner would have to be prepared for that,
and the responsibility. How about you, what do you look for in your
partners?"
"Well, I'm like you, I look for all the things you do. I don't enter into
relationships lightly, I have to be sure I know the person well enough and
trust them before I could even consider dating them."
I noticed that Lance was never gender specific, he always said them, or
they, never he or she, that got me wondering.

We carried on talking about life in general and just asked questions as they
came to mind. We carried on like this for hours. I looked at my watch and
discovered that it was 5 am, we had been up talking for over 6 hours. I told
Lance, who promptly yawned, I got out of bed and helped him lie down under
the covers.
"Sleep as long as you want Lance, I'll wake you up about 1 this afternoon to
get you ready, OK?"
"Yeah, night CJ"
"Night Lance, sweet dreams"
I was just about to slide back into bed, when I heard my computer beep. I
picked it up and took it into the Kitchen and set it down on the counter. I
looked and found that Kev had sent a remote assistance request. I clicked
accept and found that he wanted me to kill the power 'cause Nick and Justin
were still up. I asked if they were playing on the PS2, he said they were,
so I said I could do one better than just cutting the power, and that he
should watch the TV, I hooked up the webcam to my Laptop, and set it up at
the right height, then clicked the toggle switch on bus ones control from
'PS2' to 'ext feed'.
"Good morning boys," I said cheerfully
"Uh, Hi CJ"
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Yeah"
"And have you been up all night?"
"Yeah"
"Then get the fuck in bed now"
"OK, see you later CJ"
I flipped the toggle back, but also quickly killed the power to the entire
entertainment system. I tabbed back to the chat with Kev
"Nice touch" he typed
"I thought so, I'll put the power back on in a couple of hours"
"OK, cheers for that CJ, the little shits are in bed now"
"'sOK, I'll see you later Kev, you can all pay me back the favour tonight"
I ended the chat and went up to the top deck, I flipped the computers on,
and opened up the deployment program on each, I put one game disk in each
machine and set them all going. This was one of my toys, I ran one install
on one machine, and it installed to every desktop machine on the bus, When
the first set of installs had finished, each machine was now 16 games
richer, so I set the next lot going, when those had finished I set the last
lot going. In one hour, all 16 machines (the 15 monitoring machines and the
DVD player machine) now had 40 games each. I bundled all the game disks back
together ready to give the guys back later. I powered down all the machines
and went back downstairs, I looked in on Lance, he was sleeping soundly, I
knew I had a bit of work to do, so I went through to the Kitchen and sat
down again. I grabbed the mic headset and connected to the support staff
bus. It was six O'clock so I knew Andy would be up.
"Andy?"
"Yeah"
"We need to get this form for the venue filled in, they need to know what
equipment of theirs we want, is it alright to do it now?"
"Yeah, no problem, you tell me what they can provide and I'll tell you if we
need it"
"OK"
So for half an hour I read through the list the arena had provided me with
and Andy just said yes or no back to me. Once we had it completed I
apologised to Andy
"Sorry about that mate, but I don't have a copy of the equipment list yet,
once I get one, I can fill in all of thee lovely forms without help."
"'sOK don't worry about it CJ, not a problem"
"Well Andy, I'm gonna fax this list over and head back to bed, see you
later."
I cut the connection and closed the Laptop (it would still beep if one of
the guys needed help though) then, went back through to the bunks, Lance was
still sleeping soundly, I knelt down beside him and brushed the few strands
of hair off of his face, I then kissed him gently on the forehead and
crawled into my own bed. I lay facing Lance, just watching him sleep
peacefully, until I fell asleep a few minutes later the image of his
sleeping form burnt into my brain. Dear god, I was falling for him.

Well there you have it, thanks for reading. I would just like to address a
couple of points raised by Jimmy in his E-mail, I can assure you that
Lance's injuries are genuine, also 'the plan' is only Lance using his
injuries to his advantage, both of these things will be addressed very
shortly. Yet again feedback please, please, please if you want me to
continue this story for god sake tell me.