Date: Mon, 7 Aug 2000 01:31:32 +0800
From: jascablue-jascablue@edsamail.com.sg
Subject: Boybands - By Your Side

Disclaimer

This IS just a fiction of my imaginations and nothing here is true. I'm a
big fan of N'sync and the story here is just my fantasy with Lance of
N'sync. This of course is not true although I really hope so!

Introduction

This story was first started months ago but was left uncompleted. It's
gonna be a very long journey so if you're going to follow up to this be
prepared to let out your breath. I've got a lot of ideas as to where the
story is heading but just too lazy to pen them down. The second installment
may come a little while longer so please be patient.

Special love goes out to my lovely MuiMui. Thanks for your wonderful
story. (Maybe I can put you in my story huh?) ALL comments are welcomed at
jascablue@edsamail.com.sg. Please tell me what you think of it and whether
I should continue this story.

By Your Side

Chapter 1

I looked straight at the person who was supposed to be my date for tonight,
tall and lanky in figure, I supposed he was still all right, except for his
pimply face. "Well done Joe, for putting up such a desperate ad. over the
internet and better still, replying back to every single one of them even
agreeing to meeting them."

This face in front of me was my retribution.  The only thing that kept me
from racing out of that pub was the free drink, by him of course. During
the entire meeting, he was the one that kept talking and talking, yakking
away about `that dreadful job or my ugly face'. "If that was what you were
worried about, why didn't you tell me through the e-mail before we met, you
dumb ass idiot", I thought to myself.

I laughed, a boy of 16, damn good looking, only more to the medium side. A
person with twenty percent more fat that was deemed fit. Well, I'm still
okay, most guys take a second look at me before they turn away. Why was I
then stuck up with such a lousy person? I sighed, the only thing I could
think of at that moment was Lance of *N'SYNC, that they'll be coming to
Singapore in five days time. I had already gotten their concert ticket,
which had practically taken out my life-savings. I hope the show's good. I
turned my attention to the mug of bourbon coke and start sucking the
straw. "You look really hot sucking that straw you know, if you want I've
got another `straw' for you to suck" said that pimply freaky. I choked and
started coughing, damn was he an ass.

An hour later I was drinking my fourth beer after the initial two mugs of
bourbon coke I was forced to share with pimple face. My head was spinning
and my stomach was feeling kind of queasy. For the last two hours I hear
that jackass yak and yak and I couldn't take it anymore. I snapped, "look,
I'm not interested in you, you're ugly and you nag like the grandmother
from hell, god no wonder you haven't got a boyfriend for the last two
years. Look at you!" I started getting off the chair and I nearly fell due
to my drunkenness as I made my way to the door. A hand grabbed me from
behind and pulled hard, I heard my bones cracked as I was made to look at
him. "You ungrateful boy, without me you wouldn't have been here enjoying
drinks in the first place" Hey, a voice called out from behind. A tall
charming American placed himself between us and shoved pimple face back. He
looked shocked but knew that he had no chance. He backed off and left the
place cursing. I looked at my hero with dizzy eyes, smiling I thanked
him. My stomach choose to act up at that moment, I pushed past him towards
the door, making my way down through the dark and manage to puke at the
drain just outside the pub. I felted a hand patting my back and I let it
comfort my sick body. I turned around and looked at the person. It was none
other then my hero and he started laughing at me. I wondered what was so
funny about the situation but found myself laughing to it too. When both of
us finished laughing, he asked if I was all right. "Yeah, never felt
better. Hey, thanks for helping me out down there although I could have
handled it myself."

"And how are you planning to do that, by puking at him? At this point we
started laughing again. "Look, I'm staying at a hotel nearby here, we could
take a cab there if you want." he looked at me with those puppy eyes that
practically begged me to do so.

So I agreed. The place was spacious for a single bedroom, the light was dim
when we entered. I was lying on his shoulder in the cab and I remembered
the cab-driver looking at the two of us several times during the drive but
I was in complete heaven then, I couldn't have cared if it was my parents
looking. He held my waist as I looked around the room. His face came close
to mine, lips barely touching the cheek made its way to my earlobe and
teasingly bit on it. I pushed back on him, my face flushed with pleasure
and the after effects of alcohol. His lips moved back to my face and slowly
brushed against my lips. He opened his mouth and his tongue licked on my
lips, pushing teasingly into my mouth. I giggled at that moment and slide
out my tongue to meet his. Our tongue met and our lips slowly closed over
each other. My hero tightened his hold on me, hands moving up and down from
the intense kiss. It slowly moved down my jeans, jerking at the stubborn
belt. His actions started to get rough as our kiss continued, more urgent
needs were calling.


Chapter 2

I pushed my mouth away from his and looked him straight in the eyes. Boy,
was that intense! His light blue eyes made my heart melt. I tipped forward
and kissed him gently on each eye while whispering softly how beautiful he
is. His hands were already stroking my raging hard on, moving my hands down
I joined him and slowly pulled his hands up to my lips where I kissed it
fervently. His hands pulled away from my lips and started unbuttoning my
shirt. I moved to his shirt and did the same. As our shirt came off, my
gaze moved to his defined body.  There was a slight hint of a six-pack but
it wasn't too defined. His sides were slim and his nipples erected.
Smiling, I went for his right nipple and immediately heard him moan. I
gently bit and licked it while my right hand moved to tease the other. My
hands went for his pants and he stood still. Patiently waiting for me to
take it down. As the two of us faced each other wearing only our underwear,
(well, his was a boxer short) our hands started roaming each other
again. Lips touching and tongue wagging, my stomach started to rumble
again. He looked at me at first in amazement but then smiled. I stared
straight at him and pushed him over to reach for the toilet! Again, I felt
a hand patting me on my back gently coaxing me. As I turned back, my eyes
watery I said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it."

He smiled again and pulled me up, away from the toilet bowl and into his
arms.

"It's alright, I didn't meant for that to happen just now."

"What? My vomiting or that hot intense session we had just now?" I asked
more dazed than confused.

"Whatever it is, let's go to bed. You need the rest." With that said he
walked me back to the bed and left me there. I remembered him walking
towards the toilet. Minutes later I felt him snuggling into the bed and his
hands held my waist. I moved back and felt his flaccid member against my
bum. I heard him gave a slow moan and I smile. Then all I remember was
blackness descending upon me.


Chapter 3

I woke up and saw the face in front of me. Sunlight was shinning
down on his face and he looked almost angelic. His soft blond hair was
messed up and his mouth pouted in a childish way. I held my breath, not
daring to move because I was scared that if I did all these would be
gone. I let out a careful breath and started to get out of the bed.

What was I even thinking? He was just another stranger whom I just
met. Nothing could happen between us. I left the bed and went to the
toilet. Looking at myself in the mirror, I made a funny face and
smiled. Everything will turn out fine in the end I guess. Maybe when he
woke up we can have breakfast together and then I could just get back home
and just ignored everything that has happened and continue living my
life. I grimaced at that though because I knew that I wanted him in my
life. Sighing, I washed up my face with his facial wash. I walked towards
the showerhead and noticed the bathtub. It isn't every day that I could
enjoy such luxury. The hell I thought as I walked up to the bathtub and
started the water running. I like my water hot so when it was almost half
filled, I turned off the cold tap. I poured the soap in an almost
trance-like action. I walked in the tub and closed my eyes. The hot water
slowly massaged my aching body and the after-effects of alcohol.

"Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" he asked in his deep rich
voice. Wait a minute, that voice sounded very familiar. Where could I have
possibly heard it before? I opened my eyes and my mouth opened wide as I
let out a gasp.

"Oh my god, you're Lance! I can't believe this. I just spent the night with
you in the hotel?" I slide farther down the bathtub and let out a wild
scream. I just couldn't believe this. Finally my lungs burned and I came up
for air but he was gone. I jumped out of the tub and slipped. I heard
myself saying `woah' as I fell and a slight thud as I hit the tub
head-on. I laid there for a while before he came in to checked out what
happened. He pushed my hand away and started to examine the injury. My eyes
met his and I moved forward for a kiss. He quickly withdrew and muttered a
sorry and went away. I followed him into the room and he handed out a
towel. Thanking him very formally I wiped off the foam from my body and
looked him in the eyes. "What's wrong, what happened back there? Did I do
something wrong, what? Tell me!" I demanded him in a serious tone.

   "Nothing's wrong. I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. Let's just
forget about everything. I'll call a cab for you." he said as if it was an
everyday stuff.

"Yes there is. Obviously there is something really wrong and if you're not
telling me. then I'm not planning to go anywhere." I looked him defiantly
in the eyes. He sort of burst out laughing and quickly apologized but not
before another burst of laughter came out. I moved up to him and tickled
his stomach. He grabbed my hands and pulled me so close to him that I could
feel his breath on my cheek. My breathing quicken as he pulled me in for a
kiss. Now was my turn to push him back. He looked at me with a dumb look
and I said, " Unless you're telling me what going on, I'm not going to give
you the privilege of my kiss. I smiled jubilantly and pulled myself beside
him in the bed.

He started behaving serious again and told me about the expectation of his
job and what people expected of him. He had a couple of relationship broken
because they liked him for Lance and not for himself. I listened intently
and said, "but you can't just stereotype me with all of them. I am me and
they are they. Yes, I love N'sync and you mostly in the group but mostly
for your music. I'm just a fan of your great vocals and talents and looks
all together. But even if you aren't Lance of N'sync I'll still like you
for who you were yesterday. The handsome stranger who saved me from pimple
face." With that we both broke out laughing.

"I realized that too when I saw the look on your face when you said you're
not leaving. You look so innocent and genuine and you looked so cute as
well. I realized that you were different from all the other people I've met
before and that deep down I feel a connection with you. I know it sounds
crazy but since yesterday when I first saw you. I felt a need to protect
you and then when I saw that guy harassing you in that pub I knew I had to
do something." his hands gestured expressively as he explained to me.

I grabbed his hands and held them tightly. I kissed each hand lightly and
said, "I don't know what is going to happen in the near future. I don't
even know how we're going to keep in contact after your concert here but
let's just take things as they come, one at a time and just enjoy ourselves
okay. Let's just enjoy each other company shall we?

He looked at me and nodded his head. "yeah, right now let's just take a
rest. It's not that often that I get to do that." He hugged me tightly and
I closed my eyes and dreamt away.