Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2000 17:05:45 +0000 (GMT)
From: Adam <adam_brittboy@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: In Fates Hand/Celebrity/BoyBand

Hey, can you please post this to the boy band section
at nifty, thanks.

Authors Notes: This story was gonna be one short
tear-jerker but with helpful people such as Tommie,
Jeannie and others it's turned into a long one. Before
you start for those Justin lovers (i know there ar
lots <g>) it is gonna be a tough one for him. I am
English, so if there's anything sounding different or
weird, that's the reason. Now to the story...

Any feedback or comments, please mail me at
adam_brittboy@yahoo.co.uk

Disclaimer: I do not know the sexual orientation of
any guy from NSYNC and this story is meant to be read
as pure fiction, nothing more.


In Fates Hand's
By Adam


Warm water streamed down Justin's young, virile body
running off his feet. He ran his hands along his body,
rubbing harder down each arm. When he finally reached
his hard nipples he paused, feeling the tender nubs
carefully. A moan escaped his mouth as he repeated the
rubbing, this time scraping a nail across gently. His
body was alone in the shower, but his mind, his mind
was with his obsession, his fantasy, with Lance. His
young, low-hanging cock had swollen at this point.
Showing off the large mushroom head, that was red and
angry with need. A hand travelled down, slowly
stroking the enormous, rigid pole. Leaning back in
against the cool shower wall, Justin sighed in the
relief his hand was causing. His other hand left his
puckered nipple to move down and cup his heavy
plum-sized balls. Upon squeezing gently Justin
released another moan, but of pain not pleasure.
Looking down, his brows furrowed in confusion. He'd
only squeezed gently, not enough to cause the kind of
pain they had.

"What the..." Justin began, but did not finish as he
felt the slight lump on his left testicle.

"JUSTIN!" A sweet voice broke through Justin's
panicked thoughts.

"I'm in the shower, Lance." Justin spoke softly, not
able to keep the slight crack out of his voice.

"Well hurry up. Everyone's already at breakfast and we
have to be at the photo shoot in forty minutes."
Justin, momentarily forgetting about the lump he had
just discovered allowed himself to get lost in the
blissful sound of Lance's voice. Even if, said voice
was moaning at him.

"I'll be right there Lance." Justin quickly finished
up, avoiding the lower region. Thinking Lance was gone
he entered the main room naked then blushed heavily
upon seeing Lance there waiting for him.

"Oh, L-Lance. I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't know y-you were
still h-here." Justin's face got an even darker shade
of red as he stuttered.

But he couldn't pass up the opportunity of seeing
Justin naked. His smooth, rippling chest. His
well-toned muscles which bulged, and tensed everywhere
held the green-eyed young man in awe. Lance's eyes
finally rested on Justin's amazing cock.

*It's huge!* Was all Lance could think, as he took in
the long, thick cock, which was nestled in two
plum-sized balls, surrounded in a golden fur.

"Eh, Lance..." Justin began. Not believing Lance could
be checking him out, his Lance checking him out. Lance
blushed profusely realising Justin had seen him
staring.

"I-I'm sorry Justin. I was just, that is, I mean..."
Lance continued to stutter as Justin finally moved and
grabbed a towel, covering his waist.

"It's okay Lance, I'm just gonna get changed now,
okay?" Lance simply nodded before swiftly moving to
the door and heading for JC's room.

Justin was preoccupied as he quickly changed, ate
breakfast and sat in he Limo on the way to the photo
shoot. Preoccupied with images of Lance blushing.
Thoughts of the lump he had found, on what it could be
and if he should tell someone. Both JC and Lance
noticed Justin's distance at breakfast and the ride
over to the shoot-session. Neither commented, both
deciding they would say something over the photo
shoot.

--An hour into the photo shoot--

"Okay guys, take a break." The photographer, Jeanie
said a smile on her face. The guys all gave cheers,
except for Justin. Both JC and Lance quickly made
their way to Justin as? Chris and Joey headed for the
food table.

"Justin." Lance and JC spoke together. Both laughed,
and then spoke together again.

"Sorry." This even brought a smile onto Justin's face.


"I'll just go and get a drink." Lance said, not
wanting to seem too obvious for wanting to talk to
Justin. JC was Justin's best friend, and so should be
the one talking to him first.

"So what's up?" JC asked Justin brightly, trying to
get his friend to smile again.

"Nuthin." Justin replied.

"Come on, Just. I know something's wrong. You've been
like this since this morning."

"Lnceawmnked." Justin mumbled.

"What was that?" JC moved in closer, whispering now.

"Lance saw me naked." Justin rushed out, clearer this
time. JC gave himself a few seconds to think before
grinning. But the grin quickly disappeared when he saw
the hurt entering Justin's face.

"Oh, no Justin. I'm not laughing at you. It's nothing
to worry about, you know that. We've seen each other
naked, or at least mostly naked loads of times. Why
would this make you so sad, unless you wanted him to
see you naked." JC laughed at his own words, but
quickly stopped when he saw Justin wasn't laughing.

"Oh, you mean...Justin," JC attempted to repair the
total mess he had made in just a few minutes.

"Forget it JC." Justin said, not wanting to listen to
JC rambling on apologies. He felt guilty for not
telling his friend why he was really so distant.
Justin looked up to see Lance standing above him two
drinks in his hand. Handing down a warm drink of tea
to Justin he remained where he was, looking at JC.

"Oh, right." JC said, grinning, embarrassed.

"I guess I'll just go and see what the others are
doing." JC vacated his seat which Lance quickly moved
into.

"So..." Justin said after moments of silence.

"Listen Justin, I'm really sorry about this morning. I
never meant...I should've..." Lance stopped as he was
pulled tightly against Justin and pulled into a
bruising kiss. Justin's lips were warm, and soft
against his own. Justin's tongue ran along Lance's
lips pushing for entrance, which Lance eagerly
granted. Lance still had his eyes closed and his mouth
hanging open before he realised Justin had pulled
away. He was looking at Lance with trepidation in his
eyes.

Lance realised why Justin was so nervous. The risk he
had just taken. Rejection, a violent reaction,
humiliation...but none of that would happen.

To Be Continued...