Date: Tue, 14 Sep 1999 01:04:01 GMT
From: BSB Lover <candleluv@hotmail.com>
Subject: Guiding Lights

	He no longer remembered how this had all got started.  Was there a
specific moment when he had embarked on this path?  Or had it been a
gradual progression?

	The following is a completely fictional story, which includes the
Backstreet Boys as characters.  It is completely fictional and a fantasy,
and has nothing to do with the real BSB.  Also, this story has a bit more
edge to it than many others I have read, but please keep in mind that I
already have long term plans for the story, which will include much more
romance.  Never fear! and enjoy!

GUIDING LIGHT
Part 1.....

	James got up from bed and shook off his reverie.  He looked down at
his naked body.  When had he started sleeping in the nude?  Yet another
question he didn't dwell on as he made his way into the bathroom and
shower.  The room steamed up quickly as he massaged scented soap into his
pours - spending extra time on his testicles and erect penis.  James took a
deep breath, inhaling the flowery fragrance.....


....... it had been her perfume which initially caught James' attention.
Some friends from work had forced him to go out to some trendy club for his
birthday.  He hadn't been to a club in years, and even in his "wild youth"
had avoided them.  They had laughed when he had answered the door in a
shirt and tie.  Then, the next thing he knew he was at Gamora, some trendy
pseudo-goth bar.  They had gone to great lengths to try and shock him.

	The first thing he had seen upon entering the bar was the sight of
two scantily clad men making out in the corner.  He had been disgusted!
How ironic that reaction would become...  Once in the bar he and his three
buddies grabbed a booth, and James quickly worked his way to the far back -
putting as much distance between himself and the `locals' as he could.  He
tried to make awkward small talk as his friends laughed at his obvious
discomfort.  They made sure to buy him row after row of shots and within an
hour, James had loosened up quite a bit.  They even talked him into
dancing.
	He stumbled out of the booth and down into the pit which served as
the dance floor.  He almost passed out from the heat when he hit the floor,
but quickly became absorbed into the throng of dancing flesh.  At times the
stench of sweat almost made him sick, but then, after stumbling away from
his friends, he caught a whiff of something else...  His nostrils filled
with the sweet smell of jasmine and his breath caught in his chest.  He
turned around... and there she was.............


............... James stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off,
wiping away the jism which had spilt down his leg.  Walking over to the
sink, he brushed his teeth and combed his hair.  Next he grabbed the can of
shaving cream and wiped it over his stubble.  He pulled a straight edge
razor from the cabinet - and stood there staring at it as minutes passed.
Finally, he squeezed his eyes shut and began shaving his face.  He was
almost done when he nicked his ear, crying out in pain........


............. James lay naked on the bed, his arms and legs strapped to the
bed posts.  She came in from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a billowing
black silk cape.  She carried a razor in her hand.  She had laughed at his
shocked expression, as he swallowed hard.  He closed his eyes and hoped for
the best.......


.............. James touched his ear and his fingers came away bloody.  He
placed the fingers in his mouth and savored the slightly bitter taste
 of the blood.  He reached back to his ear, getting more blood and smearing
it over his chest and nipples............


............. standing in front of him in the middle of the dance floor was
a peculiar looking young woman.  She was short, with pert breasts, readily
apparent through her mesh shirt.  She was not wearing a bra.  James knew an
attractive woman when he saw one, and this most definitely was.  But it was
not her appearance that took him aback, it was the sheer, unadulterated
sexual confidence radiating from her body.  A coy smile played about her
lips as she reached out and pulled him close, planting a kiss right on his
mouth.  Before James knew it, her tongue
 was in his mouth, running across his teeth and pinning his tongue.........

.......... she jumped on him and straddle his body, as she flipped the
razor blade open.  She just smiled at the sight of his face, and ordered
him to open his eyes.  He complied.  Quickly.  She began to shave the short
layer of fur which covered his chest.  James winced as the blade passed
over his bare skin, and came dangerously close to his nipples.  She worked
lower, moving down to his legs and shaving them
 bald.  It was then that she stopped, and laughed evilly right in James'
face.  Grabbing hold of his erect penis, she first began shaving his
testicles and then she finished off with his pubes.  Despite himself, he
had let out a small whimper at his lost manhood..........

......... James finished getting dressed and knotted his ties.  He reached
up and removed the small bit of toilet paper which had stopped the
bleeding.  Today was going to be a very important day, and he HAD to clear
his head.  There had been a time when his thought were not consumed by
Atlanta, but he hardly remembered.  She was his life now, her and
Zach........


.............. she pulled back with a wide smile on her face.  James smiled
back with a goofy smile of his own.  She said something, but he couldn't
hear her over the loud music in the pit.  James was about to suggest they
get off the dance floor when suddenly he felt himself pulled back and away
from the young woman.  He turned to find his work buddies dancing drunkenly
and started pulling him back to their booth.  James turned around, but the
woman was lost in the crowd.

	Back at the table, he and his friends continued drinking, but James
was no longer into it.  His eyes constantly roamed the club, searching for
the elusive woman.  Finally he spotted her waiting for a drink at a bar
across the room.  James was about to get up and go to her when he noticed a
young man, his age standing next to her.  He handed her a drink and the two
talked closely with one another.  A jealous rage, the likes of which he had
never experienced before racked through his body at the sight.  What was he
thinking? It had only been one kiss!  But still, he was jealous at how
close they were standing.  The man was dressed all in black - the shirt
silk and the pants leather.  He seemed pretty well built, and had a
slightly Asian look to him, especially around the eyes, which were enhance
by black make-up.  He was almost.... beautiful.
	Just then the woman looked up at him and smiled.  She pointed, and
her male friend looked over.  James quickly looked back
 at his friends, red with embarrassment.  She must think I'm spying on her!
Clearly she's moved on, just get over it stupid.  Despite
 himself, he had to glance back and see what they were up.  They were
nowhere in sight.........


........... Yes, today was a VERY important day.  All their plans rested on
this final interview going well.  He had to land this job!  James picked
his briefcase up off the floor and flipped it open.  Inside were several
files, including his resume.  There were also several photos of the
prey.... five smiling young men dressed in colorful clothes.  His groin
tightened at the sight of them.............


............. James excused himself and headed for the washroom.  All that
alcohol had to come out, his dick was hard with the need to pee.  The
washroom was dingy, like most public restrooms, and there was puddles of
beer and water and possibly something else (given the smell) all over the
floor.  Surprisingly, it was also empty.  He walked to a urinal and
unzipped.  He heard the door open and someone come into the room.  James
kept staring at the wall, waiting for whoever it was to take their place
next to him - but they never did.  Finished, he shook himself off, zipped
up and turned around.  Standing in front of him was the man and woman he
had seen earlier.

	"H... hey..." was all he could manage to articulate.

	They merely smiled and eyed him up and down.  "He'll do nicely."
It was the man who had spoken, and with those words he exited the washroom.

	The woman spoke for the first time, "you're going to come back to
our place tonight."

	James was surprised by the confidence in her tone.  She obviously
was not used to having anyone say no to her - and James didn't want to be
the first.  "Okay."

	She laughed and took him by the hand.  James tried to tell her that
he had to tell his friends where he was going, but she never let go - and
her grip was iron.  She led him from the club and into a waiting car.  Her
male friend sat behind the wheel..........


................ The Backstreet Boys.  Not really boys anymore when you
thought about it - but still, somewhere in between.  That was the appeal -
old enough to shave, but not so old that they had to every day.  He hoped
that they were half as sweet and innocent as their reputations.  That would
make the conquest all the more satisfying............


............. Their names were Atlanta and Zachary.  They lived together in
a large Victorian house.  Large and spacious, it was decorated sparsely,
with the bookshelves being the only crowded area.  Obviously one of them
came from money.  They showed
 him into the main sitting room and then left him alone as they disappeared
into the house.  James was nervous, the last vestiges of drunkenness
dissipating.  He had no idea what he had gotten himself into.

	Someone cleared their throat behind him, and he turned to find
Atlanta and Zach standing before him.  Well, at least Atlanta was standing.
Zach was on his knees, wearing nothing but a leather leash, the opposite
end held in Atlanta's hand.  She too was nude.  James gasped at the what he
saw, and Atlanta laughed loudly.  She tugged playfully at Zach's leash, and
he dropped to all fours.

	"There's one waiting for you too you know."

	They came towards him slowly, and stopped three feet in front of
him.  James was paralyzed with fear, unable to move.  His member was rock
hard and his breathing was shallow.  This could NOT be happening.  He could
not be thrilling at the thought of this.  He couldn't!
	
	Atlanta suddenly let go of Zach's leash and motioned him towards
James.  Zach leapt into action, tearing at James' clothing.  James resisted
momentarily, shocked at the sudden violent action but soon gave in.  He
gazed at Zach's swinging 8 inch cock as he was disrobed.

	When it was done, he stood there lamely trying to cover his 7 inch
throbbing member.  Atlanta laughed again, and pointed at the floor.  James
was confused, but then noticed Zach on his knees.  He followed suit,
dropping quickly to the floor.  He closed his eyes when he noticed
Atlanta's feet coming closer.

	"Eyes open!" she commanded, and James' eyes popped open.  She
reached under his chin and raised his face so that he was staring into her
mischievous eyes.  "Come!" she said, and James began to get to his feet.
Before he even knew what hit him, Atlanta had slapped him hard across the
face.

	"I did not tell you to get up.  Down!"  James collapsed to his
knees again. "Now you will come on your belly - you too Zach."  Atlanta
began walking again, as James and Zach crawled like slugs across the floor.
It was tough, and painful - his hard cock kept banging
 against the floor.  What was he doing!

	They eventually made it to the bedroom, where he was tied to a
large bed.  James did not get any sleep that night - as first Atlanta, and
then Zach took turns on him.  First they kissed him, Atlanta biting down
into his lip and drawing blood.  Next they began sucking on different
appendages.  One would go at his nipples while the other went down on his
throbbing member.  They both worked it like pros, keeping him up without
bringing him to orgasm.  Later, after Atlanta had loosened him up, Zach
entered James' body.  He had screamed - and Atlanta had laughed and slapped
him, drawing more blood from his mouth.  This went on for hours, and at
times James slipped in and out of consciousness, only to be awoken with a
slap.  At one point, Zach had latched on to his testicles and squeezed -
waking James with a painful yelp.

	In the morning, they untied him - and all three lounged on the bed.
They explained to him that he had passed all the tests but one.  James got
up and looked over at them.  Atlanta lay lounging on the bed, but Zach was
bent over, his sculpted ass up in the air, his anus inviting James in.  He
flashed back to the night before when he had been disgusted at the sight of
two men kissing.  James got closer, his rod growing larger with each step.
He came to a stop in front of Zach and paused for only a split second
before descending on him in a rush.  Zach actually let out a scream at the
sudden force James exerted on the other man's body.  He continued to
whimper as James thrust hard, again and again into him, gaining his
vengeance for the night before.  Finally James felt the orgasm kick in, and
felt his juice coursing out into Zach.  He grabbed the other man and spun
him around, forcing his sagging cock into Zach's mouth and spewing the rest
of his cum.  Atlanta laughed loud and long.  James looked at Zach's shocked
expression and joined in the laughter........................


.................... James closed his briefcase, after one last look at the
picture of the Backstreet Boys.  He hoped beyond all hope that he would be
able to get his hands on Nick.  How would that adorable young hunk respond
to the `razor treatment'.  He just hoped he had enough hair on his body
worth shaving!

	He had already gone through two interviews for the job of Public
Relations Liaison for the BSB's management team.  His job would require him
to work closely with each of the boys individually to develop press kits
for them and individual websites.  He would have plenty opportunity to
bring them into the fold.  Atlanta had commanded
it.....................................


End of Part 1


Part 2


	James walked down the hallway of the 15th floor of the Grand Plaza
hotel, looking for Conference Room 2.  So far all he had found were hotel
rooms.  He looked at his watch and started sweating.  He was going to be
late!  He couldn't let their plan be ruined before they even got off and
running.  James started to hurry down the hall looking for any sign of the
Conference Room.  He glanced down at his watch again.  When he looked up he
barely had time to register the site before he crashed into a blond haired
young man.  Nick Carter!

	They toppled down to the floor, James landing on top of Nick.  He
stared into Nick's beautiful eyes and found himself sweating even more.
His groin began to tighten in the beginning stages of erection.  Nick
appeared transfixed on him too, and that realization sent his penis into
full erection.  If this had been a cartoon there would have been a
"THWANG!".  Nick let out a barely audible gasp and James blushed furiously.

"Uh... please excuse me Mr. Carter... I..I..uh didn't see you standing
there.." James mumbled awkwardly as he got to his feet and tried to hide
his swollen member at the same time.  He looked down to see Nick still
laying on the floor looking up at him with a smile on his face.

"Well obviously" he said with a laugh, "now are you just going to stand
there blushing or help me to my feet?"

	James quickly wiped his hand on his pants and reached out and took
Nick's slender white hand in his own.  Such lovely fingers....  so slender
and neat... almost.. effeminate.  He pulled Nick to his feet slowly.  Nick
seemed to pull back somewhat, and rose to his feet laboriously.  James ran
his thumb quickly across Nick's hand before letting go.  They were both
still a little breathless as they stood facing each other. A smile played
across Nick's lips, and James' heart almost stopped as Nick's tongue
emerged and ran across his full red lips.

"So.  Thanks for the hand, but um, can I ask what you're doing on this
floor, no one is supposed to be allowed up here" Nick finally spoke.

	Shit!  The interview!  James had completely forgotten about it.
Well, at least if all else failed he could tell Atlanta and Zachary that he
had straddled Nick Carter, and thought he might be gay.  Still, he didn't
think Atlanta would be amused that he had screwed up.

"I'm uh looking for Conference Room 2, I have a meeting with your manageme-

"Oh, are you James Green?" Nick interrupted.

	James couldn't believe that Nick Carter knew his name!  Just
hearing it come out of his beautiful lips had given him a thrill.  He
looked forward to hearing "oh James" purr from that mouth more in the
future.  James was shaken from his reverie by Nick, who had continued
talking.

"... I'm on my way there too so you might as well come with me. I'm trying
to get more into the business side of this I think it will be good down the
road to know more."

"Yeah, that seems to make sense" was all James could mutter.  God what an
idiot!  They started walking down the hall side by side, James wishing it
could be hand in hand.  "So what areas are you interested in?"

"Well, PR mainly - so if you get the job you may have to put up with me
hanging around you all the time and bothering you with all kinds of
questions."  Nick looked James in the eye and smiled broadly, showing off
his white teeth.  God, was EVERYTHING perfect with this boy!

"You won't mind having me around would you?"

"NO!" James barked "uh... I mean no, not at all" he continued blushing.

"Good" Nick laughed.  "Anyway we're here" he said, opening a door and
ushering James in.  James felt some part of Nick's body brush across his
ass as Nick passed by him.  Could it have been a hand?

	James shook his head.  Now was not the time for these thoughts, he
had to get the job first before he could entertain any thoughts of Nick
Carter.  He focused his attention on the sight before him.  Seated behind a
long table were three people, two men and a woman.  Nick took a seat next
to the woman, still smiling.  He gestured for James to take a seat.  He sat
down and placed his briefcase on the table.  Putting on his best happy face
and pulling out his charm he set about wooing BSB's management.

************************************

	James gazed down at the bound young body on the bed before him.
Zach was busy ramming his rod down the young man's throat, while Atlanta
tightened the bonds.  They had gone to the circus a few days ago, the night
after his interview.  They had all been taken by one of the smooth-bodied
young acrobats and after the show had approached him.  Kevin, his name was,
not that it mattered much.  He was only a temporary toy for them to play
with.  A loud moan escaped Zach has he exploded into Kevin's mouth.  Zach
retracted and collapsed onto the floor.  It was James' turn.

	He began crawling towards the boy, who could not have been more
than 19 years old.  He had a fearful look in his eyes, but he was busy
licking the cum off his lips.  James descended on his small erect penis,
easily swallowing it whole.  After Zach, 5 inches seemed like nothing.
Kevin moaned as James quickly bobbed up and down on Kevin's smooth young
member.  He began to squeeze his testicles, slipping his hand down under
and penetrating his tight young rear with his finger.  James reached up and
grabbed some of Zach's slick cum off of Kevin's cheek, using it to lube
himself up.  He heard Atlanta laughing to the side and then saw her slender
fingers circle Kevin's cock and begin jerking him off.  James concentrated
 all his efforts on Kevin's virgin ass, fingering it some more before
picking up his legs and placing them on his shoulders.  He looked up to see
Kevin's wide eyes and laughed.  Kevin smiled and nodded his head.  That was
all the urging James needed as he stuck his throbbing cock into the young
man.  He screamed as James' mottled head breached his ring and slid inside.
James began pumping slowly then gradually increased his speed.
	James looked up and saw Nick Carter staring down at him.  He
smiled, imagining that it really was Nick.  He began to slam into Kevin
harder and harder.  The acrobat was flexible but James was still surprised
to see him flipping his lower body up higher, his feet coming to rest on
either side of his face, and his asshole spread even wider, accommodating
James' swelling dick.  This boy was good - maybe he did deserve a spot in
the fold after all...
	James lost track of his thoughts as he felt himself beginning to
orgasm.  He yanked himself out quickly and straddled Kevin's chest.  James
still saw Nick Carter's face as he purposefully exploded full into Kevin's
face.  His jism sprayed across his cheeks and lips and his tongue flailed
in the
 air trying to catch the creamy white projectiles.  When it was over, James
rolled over and collapsed on the floor next to Zach, who was passed out
from fatigue.  He heard Atlanta laughing as she began to take her turn.  He
drifted off to sleep.....

	James awoke to the sound of a ringing phone.  He opened his eyes
and noticed that Zach was snuggled up next to him.  James took a moment to
admire his physique before getting up and rushing to the phone.  He noticed
Atlanta, half-asleep nibbling on Kevin's hard nipples as he passed by.

"Yello?" he said, pickup up the phone.  It was The Backstreet Boys head
manager!  And he had the job!  James could barely breathe as thoughts of
the naked Boys strapped to beds raced through his mind.  Yes, it would all
come to pass exactly as they had planned.  He, Atlanta and Zach were going
to bring their S&M sideshow on the road!  He had been careful to get them
jobs as his "assistants" so that they could all get their hands on BSB, and
the guys wouldn't know what hit them.  Very soon they would all be
introduced into a whole new world of pleasure...

	James hung up the phone after the conversation and went back into
the bedroom to tell Atlanta and Zach the good news.  They would have to
ditch that acrobat kid and get things started ASAP.  What was that kid's
name anyway?  James had already forgotten it..............

End of Part 2