Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 04:28:25 +0100 (MET)
From: Rick Chasez <jc.chasez@gmx.net>
Subject: Cruel Intentions - Part 7 (boybands)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an Alternative Universe kind of story, while it has
some Nsync members as main characters, it happens in a dimension where
Nsync doesn't exist.

DEDICATION: To the couple of girls who are reading the story and took the
time to write, love you all.

DISCLAIMER: As much as I've been working on that deal with the Devil, I
still don't own or even know Nsync or any of the characters. It's just
something my twisted mind made me write.

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CRUEL INTENTIONS
CHAPTER 7
by Rick - jc.chasez@gmx.net

I was still mad the next morning. Justin had dared me and he'd have to pay.
I drove my BMW X5 to school. It isn't the Ferrari I wanted for Christmas,
but *Mother* said I couldn't have it. I like my car, though. It's a *sehr
toller Schlitten*.
I got to school and went to the classroom. French again. Damnit! I already
speak the fucking language.
Josh was there and he had saved a seat for me. He smiled at me... This might
not be such a bad day.
I asked him to have lunch together again and to come home with me in the
afternoon, so we could fuck each other's brains out. Well, I just thought
that part, I asked him to study french together. Mme. Beaumont had said so.
When we got out of the classroom, I put my arm around his shoulders again. I
wanted him to think of me as an affectionate guy and to get him used to my
touch.

At lunch, I found out that Josh had a brother and a sister, but they had
stayed in Maryland for some more time and his mother was with them. He had
come to NYC with his father but these days he hadn't seen him much. He was
missing his mother, brothers and friends. At least he didn't mention a
girlfriend.
A spark of tenderness touched my heart. I rubbed his arm and told him to
join the club. I had been like that for years. My parents got divorced when
I was 5 and ever since I only saw my father once or twice a year. He was
living back in Germany. My mother kept me but I hardly saw her since she married
Justin's father 5 years ago. They were traveling around the world partly in
business but mostly enjoying themselves.
When we finished our lunch and got up, he placed his own arm around my
shoulders. I froze for a second, as I wasn't used to being touched by anyone
except for sex. He removed his arm and asked me if something was wrong.
"Nothing, everything is perfect" I said while taking his arm and placing it
on my shoulders again.

That evening Josh told me he wanted to be on the basketball team. I realized
that Justin was on that team and I couldn't let them have anything in
common.
The next day, I got Michel to help me and I entered the coach's office while
he waited outside.
I had seen this man before and I had my suspicions about him. He was always
looking at the boys. My friend Jeroen was also on the team and he said that
the coach seemed to like seeing them get undressed and taking their showers.

"Coach Williams, may I speak with you for a moment?" I asked him in my best
*good boy* tone and giving him my most innocent, puppy-like look.
"Um, sure. What can I do for you boy?"
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name's Richard von Koenigsburg. I'm Justin
Timberlake's step-brother"
"Oh, I see. Nice to meet you Richard. I didn't know that Justin had any
brothers"
"Well, he doesn't. But that's not what I came for"
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
"It's hot in here..." I said, taking off my jacket and unbuttoning my shirt.
"Mind if I get comfortable?"
"Er, no, go ahead by all means" he said, eyeing me all over.
"Coach, I'm thinking about joining your team"
"We'll have tryouts in the following days"
"Oh... I was wondering..." I said, standing up and leaning on his desk.
"What?" he asked squirming a little. He was getting aroused, I could see.
"Do you think I'm fit enough?"
"Um, I don't know... I've never seen your body..." he said, gulping.
"Do you want to see it now?" I asked huskily.
"If you want me to..." He had his hands on his lap, to hide the hard-on I
was giving him.
I slowly finished unbuttoning my shirt as an answer.
"All of it?"
"Er... ok"
I took off my shirt and saw him lick his lips. I unbuckled my belt and after
taking off my shoes, I dropped my pants and stepped out of them.
Clad only in my briefs, I walked up to him. He was nervous as hell, but the
lust in his eyes was enough to know I had won.
"What do you think?"
"Um... you seem fit enough..."
I took his hand and placed it on my left bicep. Not letting him go, I ran
his hand over my chest, making him squeeze my pecs.
He sighed and his breathing become more accelerated when I roamed his hand
over my stomach.
"Does it feel firm?"
"Jeez, boy... please stop this..."
"Do you really want me to stop?" I whispered, still grabbing his hand and
moving it over my thighs.
"I could be in deep shit if someone finds out"
"I know" was all I answered.
"Come on, let me see *your* body. It's only fair"
I tugged at his t-shirt and he lifted his arms, letting me take it off.
Now, Coach Williams had a hot body, muscled and hard. He was also handsome,
so I wasn't really making a sacrifice.
I made him stand up and grabbing his shoulders, I licked his lips.
He moaned and opened his mouth to my tongue. I let him kiss me for a while
and he started exploring my body on his own. He rubbed my ass and began to
slip my briefs down.
"Not yet" I said, stopping him.
I bit his neck and licked down his chest, nibbling at his nipples.
Meanwhile, my own hands did some exploring and I took the waistband of his
shorts, lowering them down along with his jock.
He had a huge cock, which was by now leaking like a faucet. I stroked it a
few times and he seemed on the verge of losing it. I licked the big fat head
just once and with my naughtiest grin I looked into his eyes.
"Do you want to fuck me with this?"
"Yeah... there's nothing I want more..."
"Ok, coach. But be gentle because I've never done this before..."
// How many times have I said this? //
This was the ultimate turn-on for him. I figured that his most forbidden
fantasy was fucking the virgin ass of one of his athletes, and I was right.
He carried me after throwing away everything on his desk and made lay down
on it.
"Suck me first" I commanded him.
He almost ripped my underwear when I told him this and went down on me with
incredible hunger.
I felt I was about to cum and I said out loud:
"I'm ready!"
With that, the door opened and Michel entered the room snapping pictures of
the coach sucking my dick and swallowing my load.
It was too late when he realized what was happening.
I immediately started getting dressed and I saw him totally scared and
defeated.
"Now coach, you and I have something to discuss"
"What do you want from me, you bastard?" he said almost crying.
"Just a little favor"
"Forget it, I'm not letting you get away with this"
"I think you are. See, I'm the best student in this school and the president
of the student body. I'll say you drugged me and was going to rape me,
hadn't it been for my friend Michel... who do you think they're going to
believe?
I'll also make sure you never find another job again"
"Why? What the fuck do you want from me?"
"First, shut up. Second, I want Justin out of the basketball team"
"What am I going to tell him? He's one of the best"
"I don't care, that's your job. Kick him out or the board finds out you're
fucking the students"
"I'll do it"
"And make sure that Joshua Chasez makes the team. I want him to be the star"
"I will"
Michel and I left and went home to celebrate.

TBC...

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