Date: Wed, 23 Aug 2000 20:34:38 EDT
From: Christine Murphy <heymickey43@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hey Mickey 8:  The Descent

Thanks to Piper for her support; I really didn't know!
My 34 year-old brother-in-law (Dan!) who used to be in an Alice in Chains
cover band saw the *NSYNC HBO special, and now HE likes them.  He was
telling me how brilliant they were!  It was so great and funny.

OK, so, as you may have noticed, part seven didn't really move the story
along at all.  I really just wanted something to happen in between JC's bus
scene and his return to LA; that's all.  I also really wanted a little
romance between the two, even if it was a dream (hopefully you read these in
order, right?!).  Anyway, since Part 7 didn't add any plot to the story (but
it is important!), I'm going to start this chapter with a look back at Part
6, so don't get confused, as I usually begin each chapter with a look at the
last few lines of the previous part.  Anyway, I have not completely lost my
mind, nor have I forgotten that I wrote Part 7.  Whew.  K.  Oh, and I was
rereading my story, and I'm sorry Part 1 sucked . . . hopefully I didn't
lose too many potential readers with it!  But hey, you're still with me.
That's all that matters!


****DISCLAIMER:  This is fiction, I don't own anyone, I don't know anyone in
the story.  Therefore, I don't know their true sexuality, and I don't mean
to imply that anyone is something they're not.  Also, if it's illegal where
ever you are to read this, then don't.  Hmm... and if you're against male
homosexuality, then don't read this.

PREVIOUSLY on Hey Mickey:
"Tell you what, I'll go on Tuesday, and you can have my old ticket for
Wednesday.  That way I'll have a night alone with Dan, and then maybe we can
all hang out Wednesday.   You two can be friends.  Then you can watch me the
whole way home.  Cool?  Or, should I say, 'Money?'"  JC joked again.

Justin rolled his eyes.  Ever since they saw Swingers, every other word out
of the mouths of JC and Chris were 'money,' 'Vegas, baby, Vegas!' and
'beautiful babies.'  "OK, JC, it sounds like a plan.  I'll meet you in LA,
but get a hotel with AC this time, k?"
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Hey Mickey 8:  The Descent

"How do I look?" JC asked nervously.

"Great, but you have a two hour flight ahead of you, so that could change,"
Justin responded.

"Really?"

"Well, yeah, I mean if you fall asleep, like you always do, you'll get bed
head, and-"

"I mean, do I really look good?" JC cut Justin off.

"Huh?  Yeah!  Of course.  If I could, I'd fuck you right here, right now."

JC laughed nervously, "No you wouldn't.  You wouldn't fuck me, and you know
it."

"Yeah, you're right.  With you it would be more of a 'making love' type of
thing, wouldn't it?"  Justin teased him.  JC turned bright red, his chiseled
features becoming even more pronounced.  "Anyway, Jace, you look good.  Now,
go get your man!"

"OK.  You'll be there tomorrow, right?  I only got us one room; I hope
that's alright.  Most likely, though, I won't really need it, right?"

"I'm sure you won't.  Thanks though.  I'll definitely be there tomorrow
morning, and I'll call you when I get in, that way you, Dan, and I can
chill."

"Chill?  You're such a loser!" Chris butt in, walking up to them from out of
the tour bus.

"Eh, shut up.  I didn't ask you!" Justin laughed.

"Yo yo, I'm Justin Timberlake, and I want to be a rap star.  I can't accept
my boy band fate!"  Chris teased Justin.

"Hey!" Justin was seriously blushing now.

"Leave Justy alone, Chris.  He's just a kid, right?" JC laughed, putting his
arm around Justin.

"Hey!  I'm 19, I can handle myself," Justin protested, hoping that JC didn't
really think he was just a kid.

"I know you can.  Hell, you handle yourself better than I can half the
time," JC said seriously, tightening his grip around Justin's waist.

Justin hugged JC, and asked softly, "You'll be OK without me, right?  I
worry about you."

"JC, you really have to get to the airport!  Enough of the tearful good-bye
to Justin; he'll be back with you tomorrow.  Now, git!"  JC and Justin both
glanced down at their feet ashamedly before JC gave Chris and Justin quick
hugs and jumped into the waiting limo.

"Why are you going tomorrow?" Chris asked Justin seriously as they watched
the limo pull away.

"He wants me to," Justin replied, his eyes cast down.

Chris shifted his gaze to look at Justin.  "He's going to LA to visit his
boyfriend.  You're in love with him.  I don't see this as a good thing for
you to do, Just," Chris reasoned, putting an arm around Justin's hunched
shoulders.

"I know.  I'll probably get hurt, but he wants me to come; he asked me.  I
don't want him to feel alone.  You know I'd do whatever he wanted, just to
keep him happy."

"I know, Just, but I worry about what that means for your happiness."

"If he's happy, then I'll be OK," he answered, yet he still refused to look
at Chris while he spoke to him.

*				*				*

"Lance . . ."

"Mmmph?"

"We're not learning dance steps anymore."

"So?  Isn't this much better?"

"Yeah, but . . . ," Wade moved back, away from Lance's embrace.

"What, Wade?  What's wrong?"  Lance asked with confusion, his large lips
falling into a frown.

"It's not professional, Lance."

"Is that all?  Is that all that's bothering you?  I like you . . . you seem
to like me.  That's all that matters.  It's not like we're giving each other
any special favors . . . professionally," Lance giggled.

Wade smiled faintly, despite his concerns, "Yeah, you're right.  But we HAVE
to keep this quiet, OK?  I don't want to risk anything."

"Sure Wade.  Whatever you want."

"OK.  How 'bout another kiss?"

"I thought you'd never ask."  Lance pulled Wade's thin body close to his and
drew in his masculine scent before leaning in and gently but firmly kissing
his lips.  Wade breathed in and deepened the kiss, allowing his tongue to
push against Lance's mouth.  Lance let his tongue slip through into his
mouth as he began to massage Wade's back with his hands.  Wade began to pull
Lance down on top of him as their passion engulfed them.

"Um, just making sure you know I don't go much further than this on a first
date, OK?" Lance asked shyly, then he traced Wade's lips with his soft
tongue.

"This isn't exactly a date, but OK.  I wasn't really planning on much more
either."

"Good," Lance mumbled while nuzzling Wade's neck.  They continued kissing
each other and exploring the top halves of each other's bodies.

"What the hell is this?!!!" yelled a voice from the door, causing Wade to
jump across the room out of Lance's embrace.

*					*					*

JC sat bolt upright in excitement the entire plane ride to LA; the
excitement and confusion swirling in his body had forced him into an almost
manic state.  All he could do was think turbid thoughts about what was going
on in his life.  He wondered why Justin had teased him about sleeping with
him, and it bothered him.  Did Justin know his feelings for him?  Was he
just messing with JC's mind?  Did Justin feel the same way?  He felt really
confused, but he pushed his turmoil to the back of his mind, figuring Justin
was just innocently messing around, like usual.

When the plane began its descent in for a landing, JC's thoughts then turned
to Dan, and he felt less confused.  Dan was constant, always there.  Never
puzzling.  Dan wanted JC, and JC wanted Dan.  As JC left the airport and
took a cab to Dan's apartment he grew excited at the comfort and security he
had begun to expect with Dan's presence.

JC nervously got out of the taxi and walked up to Dan's apartment door.
Figuring Dan would be at work, he began to let himself in, using the key he
knew Dan had hidden underneath the lid of the light fixture.  He slowly
turned the handle, wondering why he was suddenly in a cold sweat.  He
removed his hand from the door handle and shook himself.  JC's mind began
racing, 'Dan'll be happy to see you.  He's your boyfriend.  You're going to
walk into his apartment, fix him a surprise romantic dinner, and you'll
forget everything.  You'll end up in his arms tonight, and everything will
be fine.' He put the key into the door and walked in.  'You'll forget Justin
and his confusing comments about you, and just take comfort in the arms of
the man you know has, uh, sexual feelings towards you.  Dan might not be in
love wi-'

"DAAAN!" JC heard.  Complete confusion enveloped JC as he rushed towards the
source of the moan he heard echoing through the apartment and his mind.
"Oh, Daan!"  JC threw open Dan's bedroom door to see his boyfriend in the
midst of fucking Jim, the man JC thought Dan had broken up with when they
had become exclusive.

"Dan!  How could you!?!"  JC yelled, his confusion overwhelming him now, as
he gripped his head in pain.  He began shaking forcefully back and forth as
he turned around and ran out of Dan's apartment, slamming the door behind
him.

"He sure is dramatic Dan," Jim snickered as he continued to lick Dan's neck.

___________________________________
Wow!  Lots of cliff-hangers here!
What will JC do?
What will happen when Justin arrives?
Who was that voice yelling at Wade and Lance?
Will I ever get to any sex?  (Sorry, it's looking doubtful, but I warned you
early on;  I have very little experience from which to draw from.  Not that
I have any gay male experience either.  Eh, whatever.)