Date: Mon, 8 Nov 1999 00:37:01 -0800 (PST) From: Billy Burrew <billy_burrew@yahoo.com> Subject: EXTREME-NSYNC-9 XTREME NSYNC By Billy Burrew Legal Disclaimer: This story is totally fictional and not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of Justin Timberlake, Lance Bass, J.C. Chasez, Joey Fatone, or Chris Kirkpatrick of the music group 'N Sync. If you are under the age of 18, offended by homosexual material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving now. Otherwise, go grab a nice mocha or some chai tea, or hot cocoa, get comfy and get ready to suspend your disbelief. One Other Note: I support NSYNC in their grievance against Lou Pearlman and Trans Con. It is my fervent hope that the boys win their claim or settle this lawsuit in such a way that they get to see more of the fruits of their incredibly difficult labors. I believe that it was the guys hard work and talent what made them the popular band they are today and that TransCon's lawsuit and subsequent legal actions towards the guys only shows the petty greed and meanness of that company. I feel that a real crime will be committed if TransCon wins their case; takes away NSYNC's name, or shuts down their ability to record or perform together because of this breach of contract suit. That is censorship, when you boil it all down and look at it for what it is. TransCon will be censoring these young men from making music, singing, and dancing. And that, in my opinion, is unacceptable to me as both a fan of 'NSYNC and as an American who believes that this country was founded on principles that were fundamentally set in place to prevent such censorship. Good Luck NSYNC! My prayers, thoughts, and wishes are with you all! That Being Said, Have Fun and Enjoy the Story. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I'll keep it to myself", Karen smiled evilly, "Just remember that I can destroy both your reputations with some well chosen words to the right people at your company!!" Chris looked pale for a moment then nodded. "Goodnight then Karen. I'd show you out...but I am all tied up." Karen chuckled and walked across the room to the exit and departed. What a Bitch!, Chris thought, then teleported himself out of his bonds and from under the unconscious Joey and onto the sofa. I wonder why she ruined the evening by saying something like that. Who was she really?? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 9 Begins Now... Lance turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. As he turned around Bill had finished his mental talk with Justin and smiled lightly. "I think those two are perfect for each other.", Bill smiled. "Yeah...", Lance grinned, "Not as perfect as you and me, tho." 'No', Bill thought to Lance as he leaned in and began to kiss his lips, 'not that perfect.' Bill leaned over and easily scooped Lance up in his arms, carrying him into the shower and pulling the curtain closed around them. Lance moaned as Bill began to soap him up, rubbing his hands over Lance's chest, back, and arms while lightly kissing his neck. Bill grabbed some shampoo and shampoo'd Lance's hair, running his hands through hair and massaging his scalp. Bill quickly soaped up his own hair as Lance soaped up his chest back and arms as well. Bill leaned forward and kissed Lance as he moved them both under the spray of the water, washing off the soap and shampoo. Lance smiled and rubbed the remaining soapy water off of Bill as Bill did the same. Bill turned off the water and pulled aside the shower curtain, grabbing a large bath-towel and toweling off Lance's hair and body. Lance closes his eyes as he feels Bill towel him off completely from head to foot. Bill finishes toweling Lance off and pulls him into a close embrace. Lance opens his eyes and looks up into the eyes of his lover. 'I love you, you know?', Lance thought to Bill who's expressionless face lit immediately into a smile. 'I know. I love you so very much, more than I can say in words or think in my thoughts.", Bill replied in thought. Lance sighed as Bill kissed his lips lightly once more and wrapped the towel around his waist, walking him over to the mirror and smiling as Lance looked at the two of their reflections. "I'll let you do your own hair and stuff.", Bill said smiling, "the results otherwise could be disastrous." Bill toweled off his own hair and applied some deodorant to both arms and ran the brush through his straight golden hair. "I'm done", Bill grinned as Lance shook his head and laughed. Bill padded over to the door and opened it slightly, checking on the progress of JC and Justin's lovemaking without barging in and interrupting. Bill quietly closed the door and walked back over to Lance who was busily applying gel and spiking his hair slightly. Bill watched as the look came together. Lance turned to Bill and smiled panning from side to side and modeling for approval. "Perfect. What can I say.....you're perfect, gel or no gel.", Bill replied smiling. "Aww....that's so sweet.", Lance blushed putting down his comb and moving towards Bill, leaning up and kissing him passionately on the lips. "Are the boys all finished up?" "Yeah", Bill replied, "They were snuggling and smooching. I think they're ready for the shower." As the door opened, JC and Justin looked up at the towel clad figures of Lance and Bill. JC smiled and hugged Justin tight. "Time for your shower Curly", JC grinned, pulling Justin up and beginning to hoist him up over his shoulder to carry him to the bathroom. "Wha.....JC...put me down!", Justin laughed as he fell backwards onto the bed when JC's strength gave out. "You gainin' weight Curly?", JC teased. "That did it!", Justin smiled as he used his power to effortlessly pick up JC and suspend him horizontally mid-air. "Justin!", JC cried, "What are you doin?" "Gaining weight, huh?", Justin smiled as he floated JC into the bathroom and turned on the shower with his powers. "WHOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! JUSTINNNNNNN!!!!", JC yelled as the ice cold water hit him as Justin mentally pushed him under the showerhead. Justin snickered and followed JC into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Lance and Bill looked at each other and laughed. Both sat down on the bed and got back into their clothes. As Lance finished dressing, Bill kissed him again and walked over to the door. "Be back in a second. I gotta go get a new set of clothes, these stink", Bill grinned. "OK. Let's all have breakfast up here together. I'll call room service before I grab some new clothes myself, you wanna get Joey and Chris on your way back?" Bill nodded and closed the door. Bill elected to take the two flights of steps to his floor and quickly changed into some new clothes. On his way back up in the elevator, he smiled to himself, thinking how lucky he was to find and be befriended by such a great bunch of guys. He also thought about how deeply he loved Lance. He sighed and smiled as he stepped out of the elevator and made his way to Chris and Joey's room. Bill knocked on the door which was immediately opened by Chris. "You boys up for breakfast in Justin's room?", Bill began then stopped as he caught the look on Chris's face and the erratic thoughts from his mind. "Chris?! Are you OK? Is Joey OK?", Bill queried worriedly pushing Chris into the room as he walked in himself. "Bill....thank God its you!", Chris replied, hugging Bill tightly. "What happened?", Bill asked? "That girl from last night....", Chris began, "she came here, to the hotel. She and I started to hook up....she tied me up....Joey woke up.....and I dunno....then Joey fucked me." Bill's eyebrows shot up at Chris's last statement. "He fucked you....consensually?" "Yes....I guess. I guess I always wanted to try it; it was awesome, I felt so....complete with Joey inside me.....I liked being that much closer to him.", Chris said wistfully. "I liked it too, Chris.", Joey said from the doorway of the bedroom, "I had been feeling something for you for awhile that was greater than friendship, but I was scared to admit to it or do anything about it." "So.....you got tied up by a girl who is where while Joey is fucking you?", Bill asks puzzled. "She was...uh.....beating my ass and watching.", Joey replied quietly, his face turning scarlet. "She hit you and you were OK with it?", Bill questioned. "Well...yes and no....it was so unexpected, she was jerking me off one minute, then beating my ass red the next....all I could do was cry.....it was....intense.....but not bad, I guess.", Joey shrugged. "Guys....just hold it a second....open your minds for a second.", Bill asked suspiciously. Bill slipped into Joey's mind and asked him to remember the previous evenings events. As Joey finished up his memories, Bill turned to Chris and asked the same request. As those memories repeated out from Chris's viewpoint, a realization dawned upon Bill. "BITCH!!", Bill exclaimed loudly. "What?", Chris and Joey replied at Bill's exclamation. "That....woman...is a telepath....", Bill replied with clenched fists, "She controlled your thoughts, found these feelings you had for each other and brought them to the surface, making you act on them....And Joey...she supressed your response to pain. Normally, you wouldn't have let her hit you like she did. I am sorry I didn't see her for what she was last night at the club when I quickly scanned her." "She said she could ruin our reputation at the label with a few well chosen words.", Chris sighed. "Never mind that....that threat is as empty as my stomach.", Bill smiled, "Tho if I ever see her again, she and I are gonna have to have a little head to head." "Well....what's done cannot be undone....the cat is out of the bag....and its up to you as to where you both go from here. Chris....you and Joey, despite her mental meddling, seem to have something inside your hearts that is more than just friendship, you can mold that now into whatever you would like it to be.", Bill said, grabbing both their hands and clasping them together. Joey looked into Chris's eyes and smiled, then leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Well....I know now that there is more to me than I thought...I owe it to you, Chris. Let's give it a chance.", Joey smiled. Chris nodded and put his head on Joey's chest. "Yeah, I liked having you with me last night." "Ok, then...I now pronounce you a budding couple. You may now hold hands inside closed quarters and make goo-goo eyes at each other.", Bill laughed, "Let's go eat guys!" Bill walked back down to Justin's room with Chris and Joey following him. As he opened the door, the smells of breakfast hung heavy in the air and Bill immediately saw that Justin and JC had already begun to eat, feeding each other bacon. As Bill sat down beside Lance with his food, Lance looked over to Bill questioningly. "That took longer than I thought it would....was everything OK?", Lance asked quietly. "No....not OK at all.", Bill replied shaking his head, "But it'll wait til after we eat." Justin and JC's giggling ended and Lance's eyes widened as Chris and Joey walked in hand in hand. An almost impenetrable silence extended over the 6 guys as they ate their breakfast. Afterwards it was Bill who spoke up first. "Gentleman...last night Chris and Joey had a run in with a telepath, one of the girls from the club. She controlled them like puppets and made them play out some hidden fantasies they had buried in their psyches. Her invasion of their minds and concurrent exploitation of their feelings causes me no end of discomfort and also sends me a message that there are those out there that might try to exploit your abilities in a similar shady fashion. I take last night as a failure on my part on not identifying her for what she really was. I am so sorry that any of what happened last night to Joey and Chris. "Hogwash!", JC stated flatly, "There is no blame to be taken, she obviously knew what she was doing and covered her powers up. Neither one of us felt her presence and she was less than two rooms away. She is more than just some dominatrix with telepathy....tho I don't know what just yet. But make no mistake....We should all be on guard against her kind. Bill...is there any defenses you can teach me and that we can teach the others to recognize and fend off invasions like that?" "Yes.", Bill stated slowly, "I believe that once you feel someone try to invade, you all have the ability to mount a considerable counter measure to push them out of your head and keep them out. "OK....we can work on that after the concert.", JC said, taking the group leadership role. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- That's all for this installment.....Next.....the concert....and soon....the Backstreet Boys are coming to town! Please feel free to email me....I love to read them and I respond to almost all emails I get. My address is: billy_burrew@yahoo.com