Date: Tue, 07 Dec 1999 18:08:59 EST
From: Neil V <silverneil@hotmail.com>
Subject: Getting Reacquainted (Part XX)
DISCLAIMER: This story is not for those under the age of 18 years (21 in
some areas). It could include discriptions of male/male sexual acts. This
story includes celebrity persona; however, it is not meant to imply or
suggest the sexual orientation of those celebrities.
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Getting Reaquainted
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by Neil
SilverNeil@hotmail.com
ICQ # 49278358
** Screen name (for AOL and AIM users): PsychGuy06 **
* Wow, Part 20. I never thought it would go on this long. And I have so
many ideas, it's going to go on for a while longer. I really appreciate
the e-mail you're sending me. And if you're not sending me any, then I'd
like it if you did (no pressure).
* Also, I don't know how my story will come along between December 17th and
January 10th. That's my break from college, and I know I can't work as
much on this at home. Thanks for understanding!
Part XX
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A kiss wakes me. A tongue presses against my lips; I open my mouth to
accept it. I cross my arms around my lover's neck and pull him on top of
me. After a minute of exploring his mouth with my tongue, we stop kissing.
He rolls onto his side beside me. I keep my eyes closed and smile.
"I didn't taste any alcohol, so that couldn't have been AJ. I can
only dream about which other Backstreet Boy is making out with me." I turn
my head to him and open my eyes. Brian already has that great smile on his
face. "Damn it, you're not Nick!"
He tries to get a shocked look, but can't control the chuckles. "You
better not be wanting a different Backstreet Boy, cuz you're stuck with
me."
I pretend to consider, then say "I guess that'll have to do." I turn
my body to face him. I grab him again and kiss him. That's when I make a
startling discovery. "Brian...you're naked" I say, as if informing him.
He grins and says, "I know."
"_Why_ are you naked?"
He puts a hand on the side of my face. He massages my cheeck as he
says, "Because I love you, and I wanted to show you. Because I wanted us
to make love." I look deeper into his beautiful eyes.
"Brian, we can _not_ make love in a place like this." I motion about
the room. "I mean, who makes love in a skanky, old motel?" He gets a look
of disappointment, then rejection on his face. I smirk and say, "However,
we _could_ have wild, dirty sex."
He smiles big. He drops it as he pretends to consider it, as I had
done. Then he says, "I guess that'll have to do."
He quickly stripped me of my shirt, and went to work on my pants. I
wrapped my hand around his cock, and I stroke him as we kiss. I throw back
the covers so I could finish getting my pants and underwear off. I push
him onto his back and attack his chest with my mouth while still stroking
his hard shaft. I work to put a hickey on his chest. I move from that
spot to suddenly take his cock into my mouth, all the way. I lash my
tongue round the head and along the underside. I reach one hand up to
pinch Brian's nipples as my head bobs up and down on his hot member. I
reach under him with my other hand. When my fingers find his hole, I use
one finger to play with the outside. He lifts his legs into the air to
give me better access. I slowly insert a finger into him. Brian puts one
hand on the back of my head to push me down deeper onto his cock. I gladly
oblige.
I insert a second finger into his ass, and I wiggle them around inside
of him. "Ooohh, Chris, you're so good..." he moans. When I insert a third
finger, he winces, then the look is replaced by one of ecstacy. "I'm not
gonna last!"
I pull up off of his cock. I whisper in his ear, "I want you to cum
in me, Brian. Fuck me, right now." Then I kiss him. While we kiss, he
turns us around, so that I am now laying on my back. He raises my legs
and, almost in one quick motion, pushes himself into me. He instantly has
his rhythm going, sending waves of pleasure through me. A minute later, he
cries out, "Oh, Chris!" I feel him throb inside of me, and there is an
immense heat as his juices fill me. When he is finished, he pulls out of
me and lays on top of me. We kiss more. Just as I turn us over again,
there is a knocking at the door.
AJ yells, "Hey, come on you two! The cavalry is here! Pack up quick,
we're leaving."
I groan out, "Shit." Brian chuckles, and we get out of bed. We hurry
to get dressed and packed, then we join the others on a second bus.
As we set off, I'm still a bit aroused, so I try to think of things to
get my mind off of sex. Seeing a certain look on my face, Howie asks,
"Chris, is something wrong?" The others look at me with concern.
"No, not really. I'm just a bit...blue." I look at Brian to see a
confused look. I look him in the eyes for a minute before he realizes what
I mean. Then he cracks up laughing, and the others are still confused.
"Don't worry about it, guys. Nothing's wrong." That seemed to satisfy
them.
Not wanting to sleep, the six of us talk in the back of the bus for a
couple hours. Then AJ suggests, "Hey! Let's play Truth or Dare."
"Truth or Dare? What are you, 14?" I ask. After some begging, and
help from Nick, AJ gets all of us to agree.
AJ: "Alright! I get firsts! I wanna ask a group Truth question."
"Can you do that?" I protest.
Kevin says, "Sure, why not? Go for it."
AJ thinks for a minute, then gets an evil grin. "Alright. Who
here...has ever had sex in an dirty old motel?"
Knowing now that he just wanted to embarass me and Brian, I counter.
I quickly raise my hand and excitedly say, "Oooh! Oooh! Me, me, me!" Not
seeing Brian answer, I respond for him. I grab his arm, put it up in the
air, and say, "Brian too! Brian too!"
A couple hours later, we arrived in Salt Lake City. We went directly
to the arena where the concert was to be held, for they needed to practice.
Then we have some food in a spare room before the actual concert. Things
were pretty packed that day.
After the concert, we were all hanging out in the dressing room.
Brian and I were on one couch, lost in our own world. What I didn't notice
was a bodyguard come up to Nick to talk to him.
"Mr. Carter, there's a young lady backstage who says she knows you.
Now, I know they'll try anything, but she had this picture." He hands Nick
a picture.
Nick chuckles at the picture and says, "Yeah, sure, let her in." The
bodyguard leaves and comes back with the girl. Nick looks at her and goes
over to hug her. Brian and I still hadn't seen all of this happen. Nick
introduces her to AJ, Howie, then Kevin. Then he walks her over to the
couch, where my back was turned to her. "Brian, Chris, I'd like you to
meet Sandra Jenkins." He was close enough to break us back into the real
world.
We both stood. When I turned to see who he was talking about, my
heart skipped a beat. Her eyes got wide, as I'm sure mine did. I quickly
regained control and slowly extended a hand to her. "Sandra, I'm Chris
Paige. Nice to meet you." We slowly shook hands. When she took my hand,
I could almost feel physical pain. Then Brian introduced himself. Nick
says, "I met Sandra last time I was in New York visiting family. We became
good friends." He puts his arm around her shoulder, and she smiles up at
him.
Brian slaps his shoulder and says, "Good friends, huh? Looks like
more than that." He laughs.
Nick hugs her closer and says, "Hey, now, no teasing. Sandra's not
used to you all yet."
I leave them suddenly to go talk to Kevin. He's just watching AJ and
Howie have a conversation. I sit down beside him as memories of Sandra
flood back into my mind. Kevin asks, "Chris, what's wrong? You
look...funny, for lack of a better word."
"We'll talk about it later, Kevin." The various conversations
continued for about 20 minutes, while the buses were being loaded and all
that. We had an overnight trip to another city.
Nick comes running over to us. He looks back, making sure she wasn't
watching him, then whispers to us, "Isn't she great?! Hey, we have a plan.
Sandra came here with her friend Michelle. She's going to send Michelle
home because she's going with us to the next stop! Isn't that great?!"
'Smile and nod, smile and nod' went through my head. So I smile and nod.
Kevin notices that I'm not really too enthusiastic about it; Nick doesn't.
Once we're on our now-repaired bus, we all move into the living area
of it. AJ's hungry stomach pulls him to the refrigerator, while the rest
of us take seats. Well, most of us. Seems there aren't enough seats for
everyone, and Howie doesn't have a seat. Once I see this, I get up and
offer Howie my seat. "I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Good night, all."
I see Kevin look at me with concern. I had told Brian that we couldn't act
like a couple in front of Sandra, so he didn't follow me in. A few minutes
after I had slid into my bunk, Kevin comes in.
"Chris? You asleep already?" he whispers.
I open my eyes to look at him. "No." I get out of my bunk and sit on
AJ's. He sits on his, across from me.
"So, how do you know Sandra?"
I take a deep breath and sigh. "We went to the same private school in
New York. The two of us had all our classes together, so we became
friends. I felt this bond with her, and I thought she felt the same with
me. It was like we were made to be best friends. We went and did
everything together. We were best friends for a couple of years, but I
still hadn't came out to her. Then one day I decided I would. When I did,
she was hurt. But she was more angry and...disgusted. She called me a
'fucking fag' along with some other cruel things. When I reminded her that
I was still the same person, her best friend for years, she just laughed.
She told me she was only using me because I'd do her homework and pay for
her meals and all that. Part of me, to this day, doesn't believe that. I
want to believe that she was my best friend but only said those things
because she didn't understand. It hurt me, Kevin; she hurt me bad that
day."
Tears were flowing, and Kevin got up to sit beside me. He wiped my
face and hugged me. "That bitch." That made me laugh, and he laughed too.
"She seems so nice. Nick is totally crazy about her; I can tell. I think
the others can too. I wouldn't have agreed to letting her come if I had
known this."
"No, it's alright, Kevin. Maybe she's changed. I hope she's changed.
You _have_ to let everyone else know that she can't know that Brian and I
are together, or even that Brian is gay."
"Yeah, I'll find a way to let them know." He still has his arms
around me, and I feel safe. Safe like when I'm in Brian's arms. "I have
to get out there before somebody spills it." He releases me and walks to
the curtain. When he pulls it back, Nick is standing there, with a look of
confusion and disappointment. He puts a hand on Kevin and gently pushes
him back into the bunk area. Then he pulls the curtain closed.
I ask, "What are you doing?"
"I needed to talk to Kevin, so I followed him here. I didn't want to
yell for him because I thought you might be asleep. I stopped at the
curtain when I heard you two talking about Sandra. Please tell me that
isn't true, Chris, please tell me it isn't." He looks, pleading with me.
Like the truth would just kill him.
I stand up and put a hand on Nick's shoulder. "Nick, I won't lie to
you and tell you it's not true. But I meant what I said. Maybe she said
it because she didn't understand. We were teenagers, and maybe she
couldn't handle it right then. And even if she _was_ like that, maybe
she's changed. I have to tell you that I don't really much care for her,
but if you still want to go for her, I'll be happy for you."
He thought for a moment. "Do you really think I should still go for
her?" By the way he asked it, and the look on his face, I knew that my
answer would decide for him. I could take the selfish route and tell him
'no', but that's not like me. Besides, he does really like her.
"Yes, I do. You two seem great together." I give him a hug.
Breaking the hug, I say, "Now, I want all of this to stay between the three
of us."
Kevin says, "Not even Brian gets to know?"
"No, not even Brian. I hate to keep this from him, but the more
people that know, the harder it'll be for Sandra to feel accepted here.
How long is she going to be with us?" I ask Nick, letting all the fear
slip out into the question.
He puts his hand on my arm. "We have two shows at the next stop.
She's flying back to New York before the second show. So a couple days."
I nod my head, and a tear slides down my cheek.
We made it to the next city _early_ the next morning. We went
straight to the hotel. I say, "I'll go get our rooms."
Surprisingly, Sandra says, "I'll go with Chris." She gets out of the
bus behind me. As we walk towards the hotel she says, "This is one
amazingly small world, isn't it, Chris?"
"One could say that." I made sure she knew I was mad.
She put her hand on my arm and stopped me. "Chris, I am so sorry
about that day. I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry for that. It just
surprised me, that's all. I was harsh, and I shouldn't have been. Again,
I'm sorry." I looked into her eyes. I don't know what I see. I'm not
sure that it's sincerity, but I'm not sure that it isn't either.
I'll chance it, but I'll keep my eye on her. "Okay. We were
different people then. You've obviously done some growing up. I forgive
you." When I said it, she smiled. Then she hugged me. I returned the
hug. We walked into the hotel lobby and got a suite. We also got another
room for Sandra. Brian and Nick shared a room. Once we were all settled
in, we all went to sleep.
A few hours later, I woke up. I took a shower, shaved, and brushed my
teeth. Once I was dressed, I went out into the living room of the suite.
I decide to go ahead and order breakfast for everyone. Once that is taken
care of, I sit by the window and look out. Another big city. I am
definitely settling down in some small, rural area. I hope Brian feels the
same. But what if Brian and I aren't together any more when that time
comes? I shake my head rapidly. Chris, what are you thinking? Of course
you and Brian will be together.
My cell phone rings. "Hello?"
"Hi, Chris. This is Janice. I just found out that there's one of
those huge music celebrity bashes tonight, and I think it'd be good if the
guys went." She gave me all the info.
"Yeah, sure, I think they'll want to go. Thanks, Janice. Bye." Just
then, Howie and Kevin come into the room. Not far behind is AJ and Nick.
"G'morning, guys!"
Kevin says, "uuuuuhhhh....How can you be up so early and cheerful?" I
just laugh.
Nick says, "Brian was tossing and turning the whole time. I don't
think he got a wink of sleep."
"He didn't" Brian says as he comes into the room.
"Aaaww, what was wrong, Brian?"
He gets a goofy grin on his face. "I was just a bit lonely."
Nick retorts. "Hey! I was in the room with you."
"But you don't let me hold you." Nick just nodded his agreement with
that, making us all laugh. Soon Sandra joined us, and breakfast came. We
all had a blast just talking and laughing. Sandra had a lot of embarassing
stories about me; however, I countered with some about her. I loosened up
a lot around Sandra, but I wasn't going to be careless around her. Kevin
had told them all that she wasn't to know that Brian was gay. After
breakfast, the guys wanted to play basketball, so we all went out to find a
court. Teams were uneven (Sandra and I didn't play); however, my
egocentric boyfriend conceded that he is "as good as two people." Sandra
and I sat on a bench on the sidelines.
"So which one are you with?" she asks.
"I'm not with any of them."
"Oh, come on. Since when do they need a 'personal assistant'? I've
heard how Kevin handles most of the stuff."
"Not 'most of the stuff', just some of it. And he only handles that
because he'd go crazy if he didn't have anything to do. I'm telling you,
I'm not with any of them. Before I moved to New York, I went to school
with Brian. Then went to a mall signing a few weeks ago to do some
catching up. Turns out I click with them all, so they hired me as a
personal assistant. They needed one, and I didn't have a job or go to
college. So I took their offer. End of story."
She said she understood, but her face told me that she didn't believe
a word of it.
Later. We've returned to the hotel after a rehearsal. We are getting
ready to get some dinner before the celebrity bash. I have to make myself
presentable in front of all those celebrities I'm going to meet! I am so
excited! I pick out a light blue button-up shirt and dark blue dress
pants. Then I do my hair and brush my teeth. I step out of my room and
almost run into AJ. He stops and looks me up and down. He crosses his
arms and shakes his head. "What?" He just pushes me backwards back into
my room. "AJ, what are you doing?" He goes over to my suitcases and
starts throwing out clothes. "Um, AJ, that's my stuff you're messing
up....AJ....AJ, stop it....AJ?" Finally, he stops. He shoves a white tee
shirt, that blue color-changing shirt, and black pants in my face. I take
them and sigh.
"We're going to a party. You need to look like a PARTY ANIMAL!!!" He
laughs and leaves the room, closing the door behind him so I can change.
'Well, at least I won't end up looking like _him_.' He was wearing a
yellow shirt and brown corduroy pants with yellow patches and drawstrings.
Where he finds this stuff, I do not know.
We had dinner at one of those local places. It was very nice.
Everyone enjoyed their food. I noticed Nick and Sandra's hands were under
the table as much as they could be.
The limo pulls up to the theatre where this party is. The Boys step
out first, causing millions of little camera flashes to go off. Sandra and
I step out behind them, and we go into the theatre. Kevin and Howie took a
few moments to speak to a few reporters. As I step into the theatre, my
feet suddenly get heavy and my heart starts racing. Celebrities
everywhere! Everybody who is _anybody_ is here. Just then I see a woman
hug AJ.
She says, "AJ McLean! How are you doing?"
"Just great. How are you and the little one?"
She releases him. "We're both fine." She shakes and says 'hello' to
the other Boys. Then she comes to stand in front of me. And I recognize
her finally.
Brian introduces us. "This is Christopher Paige, one of our friends
and our personal assistant. Chris, this is Madonna." She puts out her
hand, and I shake it.
"Uh ng duh hhn uh...words...should be...coming out now...." She
laughs at me.
"Maybe they will when you finally let go of my hand." Using her eyes,
she indicates that I still have a grip on her.
"Oh, sorry." I let go. "It's really...great to meet you."
"Likewise. Hey, I'll see you all around!" She waves bye and walks
off.
Watching her walk off, I say, "That was Madonna." I was in shock.
Brian and the others laugh. "Yeah, we know."
"Bu...but...that was _Madonna_." I underlined her name with my hand
as I said it.
Nick says, "I think Chris needs to sit down." He put his arm around
my shoulder and led me to a table.
On the way to the table, I was generally mumbling, "Maybe if I'd met
some lesser celebrities before, I could have built up to Madonna. But to
get Madonna all at once, so soon, I just....and I acted like an idiot!"
Nick just laughed. Once we sat, a waiter came by. I immediately ordered a
gin and tonic, which drew some surprised looks from the guys. "Nerves."
AJ orders a beer, and the others order non-alcoholic drinks. While we sat
and drank, a few other celebrities came by to say hello to the guys. I
notice that Howie isn't really all that happy. I lean over to AJ and ask
him what's wrong.
"His mom is sick. It's nothing to worry about, but he just hates that
she's sick." I nod.
After a little bit, they felt like getting up and roaming or dancing.
"I'll just hang out here." Brian nodded. I watch them get swallowed by
the crowd. Sandra went with them. I finish my drink and decide to head up
to the balcony to look over the crowd below.
I hadn't expected anyone to be up here, but there was one young woman.
I took a place leaning up against the banister beside her. She looked over
and nodded. I really looked at her, and I was about to take a dangerous
guess. "Geri Halliwell?" You never guess because you might be wrong.
She turned her head to me. "Do we know each other?" Her English
accent was on full-blast.
I laugh at her confusion. "No, but I'm a big fan...of your solo work.
My name is Chris Paige." I put out my hand, and she shakes it and smiles.
"Funny, I didn't know I had any fans."
"Oh now, you're good! I mean, come on, 'Look At Me', how good was
that?"
She cracks a smile. "You wouldn't know it by the way people ignored
me once the four bitches got here." She points down into the crowd, and I
see the Spice Girls.
I get a plan. "Listen, what if I told you I knew a way to make you
the life of the party and get your CD a little exposure? All we'd need is
a copy of it."
"My agent carries one with her all the time." She turns to me, cocks
an eyebrow, and smiles. "What do you have in mind?"
Approximatly half an hour later. I went back to the table and was
chewed out by Kevin for taking off without telling anyone. I shot back
that I was a grown man and that I could do just as I pleased. Did _not_
make him very happy. We had once again separated, as several photographers
for the event wanted their pictures. I went over to the stage area and
talked to the DJ. I handed him a copy of "Schizophonic" and told him what
to do. I go back to the table to see the guys looking around for me.
Kevin sees me first and just glares.
Brian asks, "Where were you?"
"Not in my assigned seat." I glare back at Kevin. I don't know what
crawled up his ass tonight.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please." The DJ starts, and I
get excited. "Seems we have a special performance tonight. This is a song
called 'Mi Chico Latino' from her solo debut, 'Schizophonic'. Give it up
for Geri Halliwell!" The crowd applauds, except for the Spice Girls. I
laugh at their scowls. Geri takes the stage and strikes a pose. The music
starts. She very seductivley dances down the steps while lip syncing to
the song. She dances her way over to our table. She gives me a quick
wink, then makes her way over to Howie. She grabs his hands right as the
chorus comes up [*Note: I don't know Spanish, so I won't even attempt it.
The song is mostly English, but I don't wanna ruin it by messing up the
Spanish parts]. He somewhat reluctantly goes to the dance floor with her.
Then he gets into the dancing. They dance a kind of salsa/tango blend. It
looked like they had the whole thing planned. They were great.
"...Mi chico Latino-ooooo." Howie dips Geri as the song ends. The
crowd goes insane! It was great. I could tell Howie had a blast. He
couldn't stop smiling and laughing. Those two came back to the table,
giggling the whole way.
"You two were great!" I yell at them. The other Boys agree. Howie
starts to introduce Geri to the guys, then he comes to me.
"And this is"
She interrupts him. "Chris! That was great! Did you _see_ the looks
on their faces?"
"You bet I did!" I put up a hand, and we high-five. "Great moves,
Ger. And you two, Howie. I coulda sworn you two had been practicing for
weeks on that."
Brian laughs. "I should have known. I just should have known that
you were behind this." We talked until everyone was tired, then we left.
The ride back to the hotel was loud, each of us talking about who we'd met
and everything.
Once we were back at the suite, Kevin says, "Chris, can I see you in
my room for a minute?" I quickly look at the others and Sandra, then
agree. We walk into his room, and he closes the door behind him. I turn
to face him. "Chris, I'm sorry for being an ass tonight. I didn't mean to
get all preachy to you, it's just that you were drinking and..."
"Kevin, I had _one_ drink. _ONE_. Come on, I have a bit more
tolerance than that." I playfully slap his arm. "Apology accepted." I
laugh, but he doesn't.
Finally he smiles and says, "Can I get a hug?" He puts out his arms
and grins. odd, but how can I resist such a cute sight? I hug him. He
moans. We stop hugging.
"Ok, Kevin, what's on yer mind? You're weirding out on me, man.
Spill it." He sits down on the bed and pats the area beside him. I sit.
"Well....I like someone...."
To Be Continued....
*I didn't want to end it like this, but my computer is telling me that
there's not enough memory to complete the function, or something like that.
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