Date: Tue, 05 Jan 1999 11:45:22 PST
From: PM
Subject: Backstreet Boys Sixth Member

Well, this is my first attempt at a story like this. This is fiction, a
personal fantasy about Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys which is not
meant to imply anything about their true lives and sexuality's but that is
what we all hope for. All the standard formalities apply.  I apologize for
the length of this first part but after much thought I decided it was
needed.

			Backstreet Boys Sixth Member

I lay in my hotel room trying to comprehend what had happened to me this
morning.  It just dawned on me that I was going to the sold out Backstreet
Boys concert on Friday night.  First a little more about me.  By the way my
name in Gregg and I just turned 18 and a senior in High School.  I stand
about 6'2" 195, deep blue eyes (I get a lot of complements on them), and
black hair with a golden highlight color on the top.  I am pretty well
liked by the girls, naturally, since I am the quarterback of our football
team.  We won in our state in division 1, and were featured in USA Today.
I try to ignore them but if I ever let anyone to my little secret I would
be shunned for life, so I go along with them.  So back to what happened
this morning.  I was invited to appear on the Morning Exchange, which is a
local morning program here in Cleveland.  The show is sort of like Regis
and Kathy Lee show that's on ABC.  Anyway they wanted to talk to me about
me throwing the winning touch down in the last 5 seconds of our game.  I
sort of became a celebrity you could say.  Every where I went people
congratulated me.  I felt really awkward about it, but it was nice to get
the attention.

The Morning Exchange had set me up at the Hilton in Downtown Cleveland for
two days.  Friday morning they sent a limo pick me up at 6:15am.  I was
really pissed about having to be there so early but I looked on the bright
side I was missing all day of school.  I got to the studio around 6:30 and
was shown to the green room where I was met by an assistant-producer.  He
welcomed me and thanked me for coming.  At 7am Mark, the host of the show
came in to see me and he started to go over the show with me.  He said that
they were having a special musical guest perform a few songs and then he
would talk to them for a while and then I would be the second guest.  It
never dawned on me that the Backstreet Boys where in town.  All I knew is
that I saw the studio packed with girls.  Lots of screaming teenage girls.

	"Now I am going to ask you a series of questions and get your
opinion of a few things, I am going to ask stuff like how did it feel to
throw the winning touch down.  Have you noticed any celebrity status since
winning the game and if so has it gone to your head."  Mark said as he was
writing down stuff on hit note pad.  "Then I will ask some stuff like where
are you going to go to college, have you had any offers." Mark kept on
telling me what seemed to be all of his questions for the show.

	I had for some reason zoned out and from what he was talking about.
Mark put his hand on my shoulder and said he had to run and extended his
hand to shame mine and said "If there is anything you need just pick up the
phone and dial 5 and one of the assistants will service you.  By they way
if you need a drink help yourself" he said.

	Was he telling me something?  One of his assistants will service
me?  No it must just be me.  So I got up and walked over to the refreshment
cabinet and opened up.  Wow, it was stashed with anything you could imagine
and they left me all alone with a cabinet full of liquor.  I was a nervous
wreck and thought that one little drink wont kill me and, it will calm me a
down a bit.  I made my self of rum and coke.  I sat down and started
reading the entertainment section of the Plain Dealer.  I noticed the
headlines -BACKSTREET BOYS TO APPERAR ON LOCAL MORNING SHOW-I almost passed
out when I saw that.  They did not mention what channel or anything else so
I was still clueless.  I had another drink and decided to watch the TV the
time flew by and the same assistant producer that brought me to the green
room came in and told me to follow him.  I tried to get up but I couldn't.
He was about to ask me something when saw the liquor cabinet open.  I could
tell he was pissed but he helped me up.

	I just noticed how cute this guy was.  He was young and had awesome
hazel eyes and blond hair.  He smelled so sweet when he picked grabbed my
arm.  He led me down a corridor to the makeup chair.  She said "hey honey
how are you doing."  I just looked at her and smiled and she nodded.  She
began to put stuff on my face and redid my hair.  Then she told me that the
producers wanted me to where my letter jacket with my khakis and a dark
blue silk shirt.  I knew I had no say in it so I just agreed with her.
Then I was led to the pink room, which I assumed was the waiting area
before you go onstage.  The show was starting in 10 minutes when I heard
the producer say that the music group was not here yet.  No one seemed to
mind so I just continued to watch the TV.  It was 8 and the show started so
I decided to watch it on the big screen that was in the room.

	The show began with them talking about some boring shit.  Then they
said coming up next an then they showed a clip of the Backstreet boys
getting out of there limo and walking into the studio.  The crowd cheered.
I have to admit that me being this big jock I actually enjoyed the music of
the Backstreet Boys.  I especially loved Nick Carter.  My dream boy!  After
the commercials they started up with the boys singing "Quit playing games
(with my Heart)," and "Everybody (Backstreet's Back)."  Then they went on
with the usual bullshit questions that everyone asks them.  Finally the
questions were over, and the rolled a clip of one of there videos going to
commercial.

	The commercial was followed by my winning touchdown throw.  Now
give it up for my next guest, who just recently led his team to being the
Sate Champs in Division I football, Gregg Ramkey" Mark said.

	I was so nervous and walked out on the stage to where I was
supposed to sit.  Right next to Nick!  As I came out the crowd started to
scream again and clapped for me.  They were doing this for me?  That's all
I could think.  I was shocked to see all the boys up and clapping
especially Brian and Nick.  They had huge grins on their faces and both of
them were the first to shake my hand.  They show went ok for me and really
good for the boys.  All the questions asked were the same ones Mark had
asked me before.  Finally the show was over and they told all of us to go
back to the green room that I had been in and we can mingle and leave
whenever we wanted.  They boys got up went to sign autographs so as I was
about to turn and walk back the green room I felt I firm hand on my
shoulder.  As I looked back Nick said.

	"Why don't you stay here with me while I sign some autographs."  He
had that smile again.
	"Sure" was all I could manage to say.


	To my disbelief the girls wanted my signature too.  What the hell
was going on?  After about 1/2 hour of this the boys waved and we walked
back to the Green Room.  Mark came back and told me I did well and went
over to the boys and really expressed his gratitude to them.  Boy was he an
ass kisser or what.  Nick sat down right next to me.

	"I loved your game last week" Nick said.

"You were there?" I said not trying to express how happy I was.  "I mean I
heard the there were a few `important' people there but I never imagined
you guys to be there."

"Ya we were there.  We had to keep a low profile you know.  Or everyone
would have been there to see us and not you.  We had a concert in Columbus
the next day so we decided to go there early to catch the game."

	I was finally formally introduced to all the guys.  We all shook
hands and exchanged greetings.

	"Hey Nicky, you better rap this up we have to be at the Gund for
sound checks and get used to it."  Kevin said.  Sensing that Nick didn't
want to leave Kevin whispered something into Nick's ear.

	"Oh man that would be great.  Would you like to come to our concert
tomorrow night" Nick said.

"Ya you can be our guest of honor" Brian said with a chuckle.

"I would love to go guys," I said.

"Great we will have a limo pick you up at 7pm" Kevin said.

With that they were on there way and I was left there speechless.  I was
escorted out to the same limo that had brought me there.  They girls
started to scream and yell my name as I walked out of the studio.
Screaming my name?  As we pulled up to the hotel there were another group
of girls screaming.  Don't they have school I thought?  The Doorman opened
up my door but when he saw me he shut the door and called someone on his
cell phone.  Boy was that rude.  I asked the driver what was going on and
he said just hold tight a min.  I noticed a huge black man walking to the
car.  He opened up the door and said, "My Ramkey, you can call me Bubba.
Now I need to escort you to your room he said."

I was like ok and go out.  They girls were yelling my name again.  I felt
very weird.  I'm not a celebrity or anything so what the hell was going on.
As I was walking toward the elevator a young girl came running behind the
desk and was yelling for me to wait up a minute.

"I'm sorry to bother you sir, you have a message" she said giving me an
envelope that was silver with gold spray paint on it.

As we were going up in the elevator I opened it.  It said:
	"If you want it to be good boy.. Get yourself a bad boy.  Wear the
outfit on your bed.  Can't wait until I see you again.  Love a friend"?

Wow I was blown back by that one.  I never really expected the note to be
from a guy but I did not really no what to think.  As I opened up my room
there was a pair of khakies, a white shirt, a dark green silk shirt and
boxers, socks and a pair of boots.  Boxers?  I had about 6 hours to kill so
opend up my door and there was buba again.

"Can I help you sir?' he said.  "Ya I want to go to the resturant to get
something to eat" I said feeling very attimadated.  "Sir it would be in
your best well being if you would let me get you some food and bring it up
to your room" he said.

I was about to put up a fight when a young bellboy came through the
elevator pushing a golden room service cart and said "Complaments of the
kitchen, Sir."

He pushed the cart into my room and I sliped him a $20.  I wasn't rich but
it was the least I could do.  Buba shut my door with a loud thud and I
heard the door lock.  God I was being held prisioner.  I took the lid off
of the cart and there was my favorite food.  The one that was put in my
profile in USA Today.  Skinless chicken brest in a lemon sauce on top of
rice with roasted herb vegitables.  There was a note that said "Make it
count." This was really beginning to piss me off.  But I ate the food, it
was the first thing I ate all day and I was hungry.  I decide to take a nap
since I couldn't go anywhere.  I slept like a bay untill I was awaken by
the phone.

"Wake up sleepy head" said the voice.  "Your limo will pick you up in a
hour and half so GET UP" click, he hung up the phone.  They voice sounded
so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.So took a shower and got
ready.  Putting on the clothes that were left in my room.  I put a few
sprays of cologne on.  Buba opend my door and I could tell it was time to
go.  With out a word exchanged between us he led me the elevator and down
to the lobby.  Where I was met by someone who said that they were an
assistant of the BSB management.  He gave me my tickets and a VIP back
stage pass thing that I put around my neck.  Buba led me to the limo and
then got in the front.  It was like a two minute drive to the Gund and not
much was said between us.  They drove up to the front were there was a red
carpet and police barakades on both sides of the walkway.  Buba opend up
the door and led me down to the door.  Everyone was screamin and screaming
my name of all things.  I hadn't realized yet but my fame was growing after
my apperance on the Morning Exchange.  I was quicly escorted to a VIP
seating area infront of the first row of seats, WOW was all I could say.
Buba was standing off to the side up near the stage.  I could tell that he
would be with me throughout the duration of my stay this weekend.

	Finally the show started after some local band did the opening act
the really sucked.  The show was so great.  There last song was `If you
want it to be good girl get your self a bad boy.'  I could swear that nick
was looking at me.  After that I was ushered off to the back where I was
met by Nick and Brian.

Nick had this huge grin on his face and said "nice outfit."

Brian just laughed and I ws becoming a little suspicous and said thanks.
With that Keven came said,

"Hey you guys AJ, Howie, and me are going to run.  Well send the limo back
for you in about an hour or so" Kevin said smiling at me.

I quickly responded in saying "I'm sorry you have to leave but don't worry
about the limo.  I still have the one that picked me up and I could run
these guys back to your hotel later."

"That's cool man.  Were out" Kevin said.

As I sat there I was really nervous about what to say.  I mean I was
sitting next to two hunks, some would say GOD's.  We made small talk for a
while and then they hit me with a fucking serious question.

"Are you gay?" Brian said with a serious face.

"What.I. What is this a joke?" was all I could say.

"Ok never mind then.  Well me and Nick have to get going nice meeting you
again" Brian said.

As they got up to go I stood up and grabed Nick's shoulder and said "Wait
up a minute guys."

"We really have to get going" Nick said with a hurt look on his face.

"I'm...I'm... gay" I said.  After that I just sat down and started to cry
uncontrollably.  They faces looked almost shocked.  What this big jock is
crying?  I thought oh fuck, I really fucked this up.  They weren't gay.
Then they both sat down next to me.  Nick grabbed my head and brought it to
his chest and just helf me while I cried trying to comfort me.  I could
feel his hand messaging my thigh.

"If it makes you fell any better, we're, um, gay too" he said with a chuckle.

I just looked at him in shook and then hugged him.  He was blown back by
that and Brian walked out of the room telling the gurd and bubba outside
not to disturb them.  He walked slowly doen the hall with his head down.  I
was really hurt by the way he was hurting.  They next thing that I saw was
Nick's gourgeous eyes looking in to mine.  With out hesitation I drew my
mouth to his and began kissing him passionatly.  My hands roamed over his
whole body really arousing me.  My 7 inches of manhood needed attention.
He pulled back and said "Follow Me"

We entered this room through a door on the side.  I couldn't believe it
there was a small bed in it.  He led me over to the bed and laid me down.
He didn't say a word and we picked up where we left off.  He seemed to want
to be the one in control so I let him be.  He kissed me with sincer passion
and our tongues met and explored each others mouth.  We were beginning to
breath heavily now, just as I was gasping for a breath of air he fumbled
with my belt and slid down my khakies and silk boxers.

"You know green is my favorite color" he said with a huge smile.

My dick was really aching and needed a little attention from my Nicky.  He
looked up me for a moment and our eyes just met. We just stared into each
other for a few minutes.  He lowered his head to my cock head, and licked
the head. I was going' crazy from the sensation, unable to concentrate on
anything but the nearly unbearable pleasure Then we went down and put my
dick into his mouth and began sucking me.  It sent a current of electrity
through my body and I almost blew my load then.  I he was sucking like
there was no tomorrow.  After was seemed like an internity I blew my load
in is mouth.  Which he quickly drank all of my cum without spilling a drop.

	"Oh god man that was good" I said.

If you like that your not going to wait until what I have in store for you
tonight.

	With that I kissed him again.  Our tongues bathing in the salvia of
our mouths was so cool.  I couldn't resist him anymore.  I reached down and
undid his jeans.  His cock jumped right out from his boxers.  I could he
wanted this.  I went slowly down his cock head.  I took advantage of the
moment and smelled the musky smell of him.  I admired every feature of his
body.  I went for the gold and took his cock in my mouth.  I was going like
I have never could get enough dick when there was a bang at the door.

"Mr. Carter, Mr. Ramkey?  We need do get you out of here now." Someone said
from outside the door.  "SHIT" Nick said under his breath to me.  "Give me
a few minutes and we'll be right out" he said.  "What are we going to do?"
I asked.

He could tell that I was disappointed I did not get to finish.  "I am going
to take you back to my room," he said with this big ass smile.

I knew what was in store for me once we were in his room.  I would finally
get all of my wild dreams come true and then meant sex.  Sex with Nick
Carter.  I think I was falling in love with him.

**To be continued?**

Sorry for the little sexual interaction this story.  I promise that Part 2
will start off with some action.