Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2002 12:46:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: AJ Shukla <wipeout211@yahoo.com>
Subject: Josh and Just 60

***Hey Guys, Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys will like it. The
next chapter might not be out until mid August. Me and my family are
visiting relatives in New Jersey and various cities on the east coast. So ,
I hope you guys will like this for now. My e-mail will be up, so please do
write and I'll respond ASAP. My e-mail is Wipeout211@yahoo.com. Thanks to
those who are already e-mailing me. Much obliged. Enjoy the chapter.


Josh and Just 60


	The trees swayed to the gentle breeze that blew over Memphis. The
grass was bright green and cleanly cut. The shining sun drifted down onto
the land, making the air a mild, warm envelope. The rows of head stones lay
single file down the lawn, each one the same height and color. In the
stones, sat Justin, directly in front of a stone. He sat with his knees to
his chest, slightly lifting his sunglasses onto his forehead. He gently ran
his fingers over the etched letters which spelled Kelly Simpson. He bit his
lip to prevent himself from crying as his eyes drifted to the two
decorative babies protruding from the outer edge of the tombstone. Justin
fiddled with a bouquet of two dozen roses, which he held to tightly.
	"Hey Kelly, It's Justin. Happy Mother's Day Beautiful. It's your
day." Justin said sullenly to the grave.
	"Well Kelly, I guess I'll fill you in. Ben and Amy are two great
kids. They are growing up fast. I mean they are already walking around on
wobbly feet and are starting to speak. Can you believe it? A year and three
months old and are starting to speak. They are rarely fussy and get along
with everyone. JC is getting right now. They saw a popcorn stand near the
lake and Ben and Amy were a bit hungry. JC is a great father. Speaking of
fathers. We met Austin. Kelly, I got so mad at him. I mean he just showed
up on our doorstep and well I just couldn't face him. Whenever I think of
him, I always think of him as the man who killed by cousin. I mean Josh
always tells me he is the man who brought our children into the world but I
can't help but miss you." Justin sighed. His eyes drifted over to where Amy
and Ben walked independently next to JC who was carrying a large bag of
popcorn. JC smiled down at the kids through his sunglasses and crouched so
Amy could give her father a hug. She reached into the bag and pulled out a
couple kernels of corn which she placed into her mouth. JC pressed a kiss
to her cheek and stood up again.
	"That's them over there Kelly. Ben's that one running around and
chasing that little squirrel. And Amy is the one holding her father's
hand." Justin said, pointing into the distance.
	"We just wanted to wish you a Happy Mother's Day Kelly. My kids ask
about you all the time and we wanted to show them where their mother
is. They'll understand in a couple of years. But for now they are going to
associate you with a park or something." Justin chuckled.
	"These are for you Kell. I know you like roses so we got you some."
Justin said. He heard the sound of JC and the kids come up behind him. He
looked up and connected eyes with JC who smiled lovingly at him.
	"Hey Kelly. This is Amy Ariel Timberlake Chasez and this is your
son, Benjamin Jeremy Timberlake Chasez." JC said, crouching down. Amy moved
in between JC's legs and shied away in to her father's body. Ben moved next
to Justin and clutched onto his arm.
	"Ben come here." Justin whispered. Ben followed his Dad's lead and
moved between Justin's legs. He stared questioningly at the giant stone
block before him.
	"Benj. This is where you Mother is." Justin whispered to his
son. Ben just stared obliviously at the stone, not understanding what his
father said.
	"Remember what Papa taught you? Happy Mother's Day." Justin stated.
	"Hahee Mamas Daee." Ben said softly.
	"Hahee Mamers Da." Amy echoed.


	Lance stepped into the Timberlake household, expecting to hear the
sound of children running around and adults conversing. However, the house
was pretty quiet. He closed the door and looked around a bit.
	"Hello?" Lance called.
	"Lance! We're in the living room." Chris called. He stepped in to
see Chris lounging in the recliner. Joey sat in the alcove reading a book
to Amanda, Joey's Daughter. While JC sat on the couch watching a baseball
game, with Justin laying on the couch; his head resting in his husband's
lap.
	"Hey Amanda! When did you get here?" Lance said, to the infant who
sat in her father's arms drowsily.
	"She got here a couple hours ago. My brother brought her in for
me." Joey said.
	"Steven is here?" Lance questioned, inquiring about Joey's brother.
	"No, he had friends to visit. So he's with them." Joey responded.
	"I don't want to do a show tonight!!!" Chris complained, burying
his face into the seat cushion.  Lance tripped over Ben and Amy's backpack
falling against the table.
	"Sorry Scoop." Justin mumbled.
	"It's alright." Lance sighed, taking a seat on the couch
	"Do we have to do a show tonight?" Chris continued.
	"Yes Christopher. We do. Now shush. It's Justin's sleepy time."
Justin remarked, with his eyes closed and his legs stretched over Lance's
lap. JC looked down at Justin and ran a hand over his head. He ran his
fingers through the gelled curls and slowly started to massage his
husband's hair. Justin shifted a bit so his face was buried in JC's thigh.
	"What's with Baby?" Lance inquired, rubbing Justin's leg
sympathetically.
	"He couldn't sleep well." JC replied. moving his hand to Justin's
back and rubbing it back and forth.
	"Anything in particular that caused that restlessness?" Lance said,
pulling Justin's sneakers off and tossing them aside.
	"No." Justin mumbled.
	"Justin. Do you want to go upstairs and take a nap?" JC questioned.
	"Yeah. I can try." Justin stated.
	"Justin? Can you do me a favor and take Amanda for a nap as well?"
Joey asked with a smile.  Justin gave a weary yawn and nodded. He took the
infant child and carried her up the stairs.
	"Are you sure we have to do a show tonight?" Chris complained once
again.


	Justin let out a frustrated yell as he walked backstage. He knew he
had done poorly. He had messed up just enough for the rest of the guys to
notice, yet still undetectable to the audience. He stifled a sob as he
headed to the changing room. As he entered, he caught sight of his dad who
was seated on the same couch as his own children. Ben was sleeping on the
couch, a blanket draped over his small body.  Amy lay wearily on her
grandfather's shoulder, as he kept a steady pat on her back. Justin walked
over and pressed a kiss on both children's forehead before walking to get
his bag quickly.
	"You okay son?" Randall questioned.
	"Yeah Dad, I'm fine. I just want to get home as soon as possible."
Justin said blankly. JC entered the room and gave a small smile to his
father-in-law. He stopped when seeing Randall's concerned face and a jerk
of his head directed toward Justin. JC frowned a bit and nodded
knowingly. He stepped in front of Justin who was moving about the room
quickly, barely stopping in his actions. He tried to move around JC which
was prevented by JC's swift blockage. Justin let out an angry sigh and
brought his eyes up to JC's. JC connected eyes with his husband and gave
him a small smile. Justin waited impatiently for what JC had to say, not
wanting to hear any of it at the time. JC held open his arms silently and
waited for Justin to respond. Justin walked into his husband's arms and
rested his head on JC's warm shoulder. As if both of them knew, they leaned
their faces into each other to share an intimate kiss.
	"We'll talk later at the house, okay?" JC whispered. Justin gave a
small nod, reveling in the feeling of his husband's body.
	"I love you." Justin reassured.
	"I love you too." JC said, pressing another gentle kiss on his
cheek. Justin moved away from JC and piled up all of their belongings on
one couch.
	"Dad? Where are the car seats?" Justin questioned.
	"They are already in the car. Rob has pulled the Suburban around
and is waiting for all of you."  Randall responded.
	"I can't drive the Suburban?" Justin questioned.
	"Just, you know that you can't possibly drive it away through all
the fans. You need Rob and a couple car escorts. It'll be easier for all of
us to just sit in the back and let them handle the rest." Randall
explained.
	"God Dammit!" Justin mumbled.
	"Hey! Justin, you can have your bad mood all you want, but don't
bring God into it." Randall chastised.
	"Sorry." Justin stated bashfully. Lance, Joey, and Chris walked
into the room and quickly grabbed their belongings.
	"Ready?" Joey asked.
	"I am. Let me just get Benj." Justin claimed.
	"I'll get the bags." JC said, tossing a towel after wiping his
face.
	"Are all of you going to stay with us?" Randall inquired. Lance,
Chris, and Joey, turned to face Randall and nodded.
	"Okay, then what we can do is you five can take over Justin's
room." Randall stated. Justin stepped out into the hallway with Ben on his
shoulder, looking behind only to see if Amy was with his Dad.  When he saw
JC walk out of the room with Amy on his shoulder, he turned and continued
to walk. He followed the guide security members through the corridors and
finally to the exit door. As soon as the door was opened, they heard the
sounds of screaming fans. Justin smiled and walked out toward the Suburban
which was parked fairly close.
	"We love you Justin!" A group of girls yelled.
	"Over here Justin!" someone else yelled.
	"Fag!!!" a guy yelled.
	"Queer!!" A girl yelled from the same area as the guy's
voice. Justin sighed and ran into the Suburban. Right behind the large dark
blue vehicle was another SUV with it's doors opened surrounded by body
guards.
	"Justin! You take the back seat." His dad yelled. Justin hopped
into the car and seated Ben into his car seat. JC moved in and did the
same. As soon as both men were in. the doors were closed and the car
started moving as soon as Randall seated himself in the front seat. Justin
sat back in his seat and buckled in, just as JC had done. JC looked worried
as he watched Justin a bit. He moved his hand over Justin's and slowly
caressed the back. Justin sighed and leaned in towards JC, laying his head
down onto his shoulder.


	Christina walked into the hospital with a large brown bag in her
hand. She adeptly made her way to the third floor and walked down the hall
to the offices. She gave a quick smile to the nurse behind the counter and
waited until she was finished with a file before speaking.
	"Hi, is Cole available?" Christina asked kindly.
	"Sure, let me go get him." she kindly responded. The nurse ducked
into an office and soon walked out with Cole in tow. Cole smiled at
Christina before walking around the counter out into the hallway.
	"Hey." Cole said, pressing a quick peck on Christina's cheek.
	"Damn you look cute in your scrubs." Christina snickered, looking
down at his attire.
	"Well you always look gorgeous." Cole stated with a wide grin.
	"I brought you lunch! It's California Pizza Kitchen." Christina
claimed, handed him a brown bag.
	"Thanks. I was about to resort to eating the week old stale muffin
in my desk." Cole sighed.
	"No breaks again today?" Christina inquired.
	"Not until relief shows up in seven hours." Cole stated, looking
down as Christina smoothed out his shirt.
	"Poor Baby." Christina whispered.
	"Hey Chrissy, I talked to one of my doctor friends and well I think
you should go talk to him."  Cole suggested.
	"Why?" Christina asked, taken aback. She moved away from Cole to
look up at him.
	"Well I mean what happened the other night. That wasn't normal."
Cole stated.
	"I'm fine okay Cole? I'm fine." Christina nodded.
	"Chrissy, I really think you should talk to him. I mean what can it
hurt?" Cole asked.
	"Cole, I'm fine. Back off." Christina said, beginning to walk away.
	"Okay, well we'll talk about this later." Cole brushed off.
	"No. . . No we won't." Christina turned; making her way to the
elevator.


	". . . The prince rode up to the doors of the castle and bounced
from his horse. He ran up the stairs to the highest tower where Princess
Viola was fast asleep. . ." Justin read softly, to Amy who drifted off in
his arms. Justin gently closed the book and tossed it aside the bed. He
gently lifted his daughter from the bed and carried it to the other side of
his room where she gently laid her down into his childhood crib. Amy
rejoined her snoozing brother as she was tucked away in heaps of blankets
to protect her from the chilly night weather. Justin walked away and let
out a sigh. He collapsed onto the bed and was tempted to let out a
frustrated yell; but changed his mind after catching sight of the crib
again. He glanced toward the creaking door and caught sight of his
husband. Josh walked in bare chested and in pajama pants which hung loosely
from his hips.
	"Hey Sweetheart. How are you feeling?" JC inquired, in a soothing
whisper.
	"Josh, I'm just so pissed off and sad all at the same time." Justin
huffed.
	"I know, baby. I know you are frustrated. Why don't you go take a
bath and I'll be in there in a second with a little surprise I made this
afternoon." JC enticed.
	"I guess." Justin said sadly. JC held out his hands for Justin to
grab which he hesitantly did. The older man helped Justin to his feet and
gave his cheek a quick peck. Justin pressed a kiss to JC's shoulder and
lifted his head heavily. He dragged along his feet, making his way slowly
to the bathroom. He caught sight of Randall who exited his room toward the
stair case.
	"Heading to bed Buddy?" Randall asked.
	"I'm gonna take a bath first. Then I am heading out." Justin stated
lowly.
	"Night Son." Randall whispered, hugging his oldest child.
	"Night Dad." Justin sighed. The two parted ways as Justin continued
his trek to the bathroom. He entered the solitary room and made his way to
the tub. He turned the faucet on before starting to undress.  He glanced at
his nude form in the mirror and let out another sigh. On the verge of tears
he took his place in the water and closed his eyes while resting his head
on the bath pillow.
	"Sweetheart?" Josh called from the other side of the door.
	"Come on in." Justin called back. JC entered the room carrying a
glass tray covered with a white cloth. JC took a seat beside the tub, with
his back propped up against the wall. He looked to his side at his husband
and gently ran a hand over the moist forehead.
	"Justin. You got to talk about it. I mean I know that you are
upset, but I don't know what about."  JC stated soothingly. Justin let out
a hesitant cry of frustration and brought his eyes to his husband's.
	"Josh I read five papers the other day. And all five were
commenting on this solo project thing.  They all said that I'm gonna break
apart the group if I go for a solo project. And that I'm causing a rift
between Lance and Brit. And I am a bad father. And I am taking too much of
the spotlight from the group.  Josh I don't know what I'm doing wrong and I
don't know how to fix it! Why can't all of these people just get off my
back." Justin vented. JC brushed away a tear that trailed down Justin's
cheek.
	"Sweetheart. Do you remember when this first happened?" JC
asked. Justin shifted his eyes to JC and gave him a distant look.
	"Well I remember it vividly. We were on the tour bus and you got a
hold of the papers from Chris's bunk and found all of our reviews. You were
upset because the papers were calling you a gimmick for the band since you
were so young. And they doubted you talent, which made you sad even more. I
walked into the back of the bus to hear you sniffling all alone. Do you
remember what I said to you?" JC asked. Justin lowered his head in
embarrassment and shook his head no. JC gave him a hurt look which Justin
apologized profusely.
	"I'm sorry Josh. I mean I kind of block out all the sad parts and
focus on the happier times." Justin shrugged.
	" Well I remember. I told you not to take it seriously and that
those people were critiques because they don't have the talent or strength
to do what you do everyday. I mean seriously Justin, You are a talented
singer who never makes a mistake that anyone other than us can tell. You
are an extraordinary father who will give up everything for his kids. You
are a goal oriented man who will always strive for higher places. You are
the most loving and perfect husband anyone could have. And you are all of
this at the same time. I mean not many people out there criticize
everything about you at one time. And if they did I would just like to see
them balance family, with singing, with interviews, and everything we gotta
do." JC said, leaning over the tub to look into Justin's eyes. Justin
lifted his head to connect eyes with his husband and gave him a small
smile. Justin scooped a hand full of water out of the tub and dumped it on
JC's head.  JC kept frozen in his position holding an expecting smile and
waited for the water to drip off before moving to his position beside the
tub once again.
	"Fine. You don't get the treat I made for you." JC snickered.
	"Oh! Josh, I'm sorry, you know I am." Justin smirked. JC
reluctantly lifted the platter and dramatically pulled off the cloth. He
revealed a plate of large succulent chocolate covered strawberries.
	"Oh Josh! I love you." Justin said as he hungrily eyed the food.
	"I know." JC snickered holding the platter over the water in front
of Justin. Justin pulled one off and took a large bite. He closed his eyes
in bliss as he savored the sweet taste.
	"Where did you get these?" Justin remarked.
	"I made them. You had strawberries and semi-sweet chocolate and I
made them this afternoon."  JC smiled.
	"Ugh! I'm feeling much better now." Justin commented.
	"Oh! I received a call from Britney today. She needed to talk to
you." JC stated.
	"Did she say about what?" Justin asked, finishing the first
strawberry. He held out the top of the strawberry and placed it on the rim
of the tub.
	"Nope." JC claimed, taking a strawberry of his own.
	"Oh! Jonathan did the funniest thing yesterday. We were sitting in
the living room and he was playing with Steven and I guess Steven spilled
something. But he rushed off to the kitchen and came back with a washcloth
and one of those carpet cleaner solutions and started to wipe up the
floor. This kid is really growing up." Justin laughed. JC smiled at the
sound of his husband's laughter. There was a certain element in his laugh
that made it just his which no one could copy.
	"They are growing up fast. I remember like it was yesterday when
Steven used to fall asleep on my chest. And now he's babbling full
sentences and choosing his own clothes." JC snickered, taking a bite of his
strawberry.
	"Do you think the dogs are doing okay? I mean we haven't checked on
them in a while." Justin said, reaching for another strawberry. JC held the
tray in his hand farthest from the tub, making Justin reach over JC and to
get it. Justin emerged from the tub a bit and reached past JC to strive for
the plate.
	"Josh!" Justin complained.
	"What are the magic words?" JC asked with a laugh, watching
Justin's wet body slowly emerge from the tub, inch by inch.
	"Please?" Justin asked, looking into JC's face which was inches
from his own.
	"Nope not at all." JC said, shaking his head.
	"hmmmm. . . I'll give you a blowjob." Justin stated, giving JC an
enticing look. JC connected eyes with his husband and smiled.
	"Tempting, but not the words I was looking for." JC chuckled.
	"Joey is a Jackass?" Justin shot out.
	"No. the magic words are Josh is the king of the world and Justin
loves him very very much." JC stated.
	"You've got to be kidding me." Justin said, taking his seat in the
tub once again.
	"Say it." JC smiled.
	"No."
	"Come on."
	"No." Justin refused.
	"Mmmm. These strawberries are so good." JC claimed, taking a large
bite of the dessert.
	"You are so mean. I used to love you for your modesty, but now that
that is gone, I'm not sure why I love you anymore." Justin huffed.
	"Okay you don't have to say it. I'll settle for a kiss. But the
kiss has to be good. If not, than no food." JC stated. Justin nodded in
agreement and leaned forward to press a tender kiss on his husband's lips.
	"There? Good enough?" Justin inquired.
	"Nope. Gotta do it again." JC stated. Justin moved out a bit and
pressed a long passionate kiss to JC's lips. Both were reluctant to break
but eventually did.
	"Happy?" Justin asked.
	"Nope." JC stated shaking his head.
	"Do I want this fruit that badly?" Justin sighed.
	"I don't know do you?" JC questioned taking a large bite of another
strawberry. Justin stared at the fruit and then at JC.
	"Okay one last time." Justin stated. He leaned forward and wrapped
his hand around the back of JC's head and pressed a long deep kiss to JC's
lips. There tongues battled one another as they fought for the same
place. Justin smiled to himself as he brought his other hand down to the
front of JC's pants and started to caress his groin. JC elicited a moan of
excitement as his penis became engorged and stood stiff in his pajama
pants. The tent was quite an obvious bulge that protruded from JC's
body. Justin wrapped his hand around the clothed cock and gave it a couple
of hard, tight tugs, causing JC to moan deeper. Justin's hand moved bellow
the penis to the awaiting balls that hung from his body. Justin rolled them
between his fingers and also gave them a tug. The kiss remained as
passionate as the first second even as Justin moved his hand from JC's
groin to his chest and played with the taut pecs and erect nipples. Justin
moved his hand up and down JC's free arm which now hung limp at JC's
side. Suddenly Justin grabbed the tray of fruit and collapsed back into the
tub, leaving JC spell bound. JC gazed towards his husband and found him
munching lively on a chocolate covered strawberry while holding a comedic
smirk. He looked down at his own aroused state and found a wet patch from
Justin's wet hand, housing his large erect cock.
	"You are such a tease." JC stated.
	"You tease me, I tease you." Justin snickered.
	"Don't be surprised if you wake up tomorrow with something poking
you in the chest." JC stated, shaking his head. He watched as Justin ate
the fruit by himself, content in his warm bath with his husband sitting
next to him.


	JC and Justin lay fast asleep. Both turned on their sides facing
one another. Justin's hand rested on JC's cheek mere inches away from where
their foreheads were touching one another. Their noses were end to
end. JC's arm was wrapped around Justin's shoulder and held it tightly. The
red silk sheets were laid haphazardly around their bare chested forms. It
rode low enough to reveal the top of their pajama bottoms.  Justin's other
hand lay flat against his husband's chest, remaining there since they had
fallen asleep.
	"Dad!" Amy yelled as she opened the door.
	"Papa!" Ben followed. Both children were dressed in their
pajamas. Ben in his sports top and pants while Amy wore a long T-shirt
sleeper which came down to her ankles. The seven years olds jumped onto the
bed and shook their father's.
	"Hmmm?" JC mumbled.
	"Dad! There is a monster in our room. He's under the bed." Ben
stated. Justin awoke and moved away from JC a bit so he could sit up. As he
did, Amy and Ben soon filled the gap.
	"Guys, Uncle Tyler and Uncle Joey were just kidding before. They
were just trying to scare you.  There is no monster in your bedroom."
Justin said with a large yawn.
	"No Daddy there is." Amy agreed.
	"Do you want Papa to go check if there is something under your
bed?" Justin inquired. JC gave him a weary look and fell back against the
bed.
	"Yeah." Both children chimed.
	"Thanks Just, I love you too." JC grumbled as he got out of bed. He
slipped on his robe and turned toward the bed.
	"Come on Ben." JC waved over.
	"Why do I have to go?" Ben asked, clutching onto Justin.
	"You're going to protect me if there is a monster." JC said,
scratching his chest.
	"You guys, why don't we all go. Once papa shows you two that there
is no monster, you two can head to bed." Justin said, rising form his bed
and coaxing both kids from the haven of the sheets. They all piled out and
walked into the hallway. JC pulled Ben in front of him and walked toward
the door. Ben broke away from his father and scurried behind him. JC walked
into the kids room and saw two messy beds left vacant. He turned on the
lights and made his way to the bed.
	"Papa!! Take this." Ben said worriedly, throwing him a padded
baseball bat. JC caught it and gave a whimsical look toward Justin. JC
kneeled down on the floor and lifted the sheets above the bed. Ben and Amy
ran out of the room, leaving Justin and JC alone. JC peeked under the bed
and come up with a scowl on his face.
	"I got out of bed to find a Tickle Me Elmo under the bed." JC
sighed, pulling out a small red plush creature. Justin moved forward and
gave JC a hug while the older man put his weary head on Justin's shoulder.
	"It's okay baby." Justin snickered. They made there way back to
their room and walked in to find their two children sleeping in the center
of the bed. Justin walked to his side and slipped under the covers to where
his daughter was sleeping as soon as he got situated, Amy cuddled close to
her father. Ben did the same to JC as he regained his position. Ben placed
a strewn arm over his father's stomach and fell fast asleep. JC reached
across his children and took his husband's hand.
	"I love you." JC whispered. Justin returned the smile which JC gave
him.
	"I love you too." Justin whispered. All was quiet and three of them
slept soundly. Justin gazed at his family before looking toward the window
to see the moon. As he averted his gaze he saw a face looking back at him.

	 JC woke up to the sun creeping over his face. He let out a silent
yawn and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He turned to the side of the bed
and found his Justin missing. Groggily he stepped from the comforts of the
sheets and into the morning air which hit his half nude torso suddenly. He
slipped on his robe and made his way out into the hall and down the
stairs. As he turned off the staircase he followed the sound of sizzling
food and the kitchen stereo playing the sounds of classical music. JC
entered the room to find Justin standing before the making a series of
French toast. JC walked up behind him quietly and leaned down to press a
kiss onto Justin's cheek. He wrapped his arms around Justin's waist and
gave a little squeeze.
	"Good morning." JC said groggily, turning to make his way to the
stereo. He swiftly changed the station to a Jazz station and made his way
to the fridge.
	"Good morning." Justin replied.
	"How long have you been up?" Justin asked.
	"Uhm about six. I woke up before the kids did." Justin stated.
	"Why?" JC asked, sending a glance over his shoulder toward the man
at the stove.
	"I had a bad dream, and well I couldn't get back to sleep. So I
watched some TV and got the kids ready. And watched as everyone left the
house to go to the Jonathan's school Carnival." Justin said, turning and
sending an enticing look to JC.
	"You mean, we're alone?" JC asked.
	"All alone." Justin stated with a broad smile.
	"You know what that means." JC said with raised eyebrows.
	"Quiet breakfast!!" They both stated together. JC walked up behind
Justin and pulled the younger man's body against his own.
	"For once in a long while, we can have breakfast without feeding
the kids. . ." JC sighed.
	"Or listening to Lance, Joey, or Chris commiserating over their
respective girls." Justin sighed happily.
	"You know I still have some strawberries from last night in the
fridge." JC said, before kissing Justin's ear.
	"Hmmm. And why don't we have a little cocktail in the morning. How
about a Mimosa. We have champagne and orange juice in the fridge as well."
Justin suggested.
	"Hmm alcohol in the morning. Probably requires me to brush my
teeth. I'll be right back." JC mentioned before heading out of the room.


	Justin and JC walked onto the elementary school ground seeing the
large school campus turned into a live and vibrant school carnival. The
inflatable jumping rooms and obstacle courses took over the faculty parking
lot, while booths and concession stands. Ticket booths decorated the school
grounds while kids ran from place to place.
	"Remember when we came running here and I showed you my elementary
school?" Justin questioned JC. JC nodded as he followed Justin who led the
way.
	"This is where Reilly Henderson punched me in the stomach and I had
to go home cause I felt sick all day." Justin announced, pointing to a
water fountain. JC smiled as he watched his husband jump from place to
place to give a story.
	"Okay, don't laugh but this is where I had my first accident at
school." Justin stated bashfully. JC stood in front of a water fountain
that came up to his thigh and gave a bewildered look.
	"What? You ran into it or something?" JC questioning amusingly.
	"No I really had to go to the bathroom and I only made it to here."
Justin stated, turning red in the face. He took a hold of JC's shirt and
buried his face into JC's chest.
	"What!?" JC snickered.
	"I peed in my pants." Justin laughed. JC placed an arm around
Justin and walked him away from the spot while he kept a low chuckle.
	"Your brother is not Justin!!" Justin and JC turned to the sound of
a boy screaming.
	"He is too!!!" Jonathan yelled back, obviously on the verge of
sobbing.
	"Sweetheart? What do you think? Should we break our cover?" JC
asked.
	"If it'll shut up that jackass being mean to my brother, than yes."
Justin said, walking up behind the young boys.
	"Hey Jonathan, What's wrong?" JC asked stepping up to the young
boys. Jonathan turned and ran into Justin's arms.
	"They're being mean to me and saying you're not my brother."
Jonathan sadly claimed.
	"It's okay Buddy. We know we're brothers, that is all that
matters." Justin whispered to his younger brother.
	"You're JC and Justin!! Cool!" The little boy said in awe.
	"Yeah we are. I'm Jonathan's brother. Who are you?" Justin asked,
extending his hand while still clutching Jonathan who sadly looked at the
boy.
	"Mickey" The boy responded.
	"Nice to meet you Mickey." JC stated. Justin stood and took
Jonathan's hand.
	"I think we should get back to Mom and Dad." Justin stated.


	"Josh, this is my third grade teacher, Mrs. Spencer." Justin said,
taking JC's arm to pull his attention away from the game where he threw a
bean bag at a pyramid of tin bottles. JC turned and smiled at the elderly
woman while slipping his hand around Justin's.
	"Nice to meet you Josh, is it? I've heard so much about you from my
students. When I first heard about you two getting married, I was very
proud. You two did a monumental thing. You know I have a grandson who is
gay." She stated.
	"Well, thank you Mrs. Spencer. And thank you for teaching my
husband." JC continued to smile.
	"Oh. You are so sweet." Mrs. Spencer chuckled.
	"Well Mrs. Spencer. It was good talking to you again. And thank you
for being my teacher. I really appreciate it." Justin stated, clutching
onto JC's hand a little tighter. The woman graciously bowed and went back
about the carnival.
	"Dada!" Ben grunted as he clutched Justin's leg. He wrapped both
arms around the limb and refused to let go.
	"Hey Buddy." Justin said, leaning down to run his hand over the
boy's short curls.
	"Ehhh." Ben sounded, holding up his arms to his father. Justin
leaned down and scooped up the boy. Ben smiled as Justin held him, and
broke into laughter when JC lowered his face to the boy, allowing him to
tap his nose lightly. JC pressed a kiss to Ben's cheek and stood erect once
more.
	"Where's your bratty sister?" JC asked, looking about. Ben lay his
head down on his father's shoulder and stared around at the bustling
people.
	"Can I have your autograph." A young girl asked Justin. Justin
smiled and gladly took the pen and signed the little girl's notepad. JC
took the pen at the girl's request and signed it for her. She an off
happily to tell her friends.
	"Hey guys!" Lance greeted, taking a bite of his snow cone.
	"Hey Scoop, you seen my parents?" Justin questioned.
	"Yeah, they are at the Drinks booth, serving drinks." Lance
claimed.
	"Is Amy with them?" JC asked.
	"I think she's with Trace." Lance stated.
	"Trace is here?" Justin asked excitedly. Lance cast a glance to JC
who simple rolled his eyes and turned to look at a booth.


	"Okay so what's the deal here? The school has the carnival and then
the next day is graduation?"  JC asked, quickly tying his neck tie in the
rearview mirror of Randall's Suburban. Justin sifted a hand through his
hair, making sure it was immaculate.
	"Yeah. All the graduations happen today. Preschoolers and
Kindergarten is in the afternoon and the fifth graders are later in the
day." Justin explained.
	" Our little Steven is all grown up and graduating." JC sighed.,
finishing his tie and tightening it.
	"Ready?" Justin questioned. JC leaned over and pressed a simple
kiss on Justin's cheek.
	"All set." JC elicited. They stepped out of the car and walked
hand-in-hand toward the preschool.  Both walked down the wing of classrooms
adorned with sinks and water fountains at knee level. Justin led the way
into one certain classroom with a paper tree covering it. Each leaf was a
picture of every child in the class. JC quickly spotted Steven and pointed
him out. Justin smiled and dragged JC into the room which was already full
of parents and students. Justin and JC made their way to a corner which
gave them a perfect sight of Steven who sat in the row of chairs wearing a
blue cap and gown. JC gently leaned back against the counter and wrapped
both arms around Justin who stood between his legs. The younger man leaned
against the older one as they watched the kids smile at their
parents. Steven waved to Justin. Both JC and Justin gave him a small wave
and a smile.
	"Hello everyone. I want to start off by saying, it has been a
pleasure having all of your kids in the class. And I want to thank all of
you for keeping this class going. Without all of your time making snacks,
or helping in the classroom, the year would not have been as fun and
successful as it has been." The young teacher stated.
	"I want to congratulate all of the graduates and wish them the best
of luck next year in Kindergarten. Now if you are all ready. I will call
your name and when you hear your name, please come up and collect your
diploma." She added. With that, classical music came streaming through the
boom box and she began to read their names. Justin began to take pictures
of his little brother who sat in his chair obediently until his name was
called.
	"Steven Timberlake." She called. Randall and Lisa snapped pictures
from their spot while Justin had his camera up and snapping. Steven stood
up in his cap and gown, the only thing peeking out was his untied shoes. He
walked up happily to the teacher and gave her a hug before taking the paper
she gave him.  He turned and started to walk back, his eyes toward his
parents who smiled proudly at him. Just as he was about to get seated he
tripped over his laces and fell on the floor. Everyone let out a gasp as
they waited to see if Steven was okay. Steven bashfully stood up and took a
seat in his chair. Justin turned in JC's arms and buried his uncontrollable
chuckle into JC's shoulder.
	"That's a true Timberlake." Justin snickered. The teacher continued
to read names, calling every student up to receive their diploma. After the
last student was called, the teacher once again stood in front of the
parents.
	"Well that's it for today. Please enjoy the refreshments in the
back and thank you for coming today." She stated with a humble smile. All
the kids stood up and ran to their parents. Steven stood and ran to Lisa
who had her arms wide open. JC took Justin's hand and guided him through
the crowd and into the open playroom away from the mob around the
refreshment table.
	"Hey little buddy. Congratulations." JC stated, kneeling to look
Steven in the eye.
	"Thank Yoooou." Steven smiled as he gave JC a big hug.
	"How bout me?" Justin asked. Seven ran to his brother and fell into
his arms.
	"Hi Justin!!" Steven said excitedly.
	"Congratulations Stevey." Justin claimed proudly.
	"Thank yooooou." Steven reiterated.
	"Why don't we take some pictures? You two and Steven." Lisa
proposed. Justin and JC crouched next to Steven. Both on either side of
Steven who stood happily in his cap and gown.


	"Hello?" JC asked, pressing the cell phone to his ear with one
hand, while the other was firmly clutching the steering wheel of Randall's
Suburban.
	"Hello? Justin??" Britney asked quickly.
	"No Brit, It's Josh. My phone is out of batteries so I took
Justin's. What's up? You sound winded.
	"Yeah well. I just finished a concert. I kinda need to talk with
Justin about something important.  Can you give the phone to him?" Britney
questioned.
	"Oh he's not here right now. I'm picking up Jonathan from
school. Why what's up?" JC questioned, looking through his sunglasses to
the intersection. Across the street was Jonathan's school and kids were
already streaming out of the school.
	"Nothing, I just really need to talk to Justin. Could you have him
call me as soon as possible?"  Britney asked.
	"Sure thing. Hey Brit?" JC asked quickly, as he pulled into a
parking spot in front of the school.  He turned off the ignition and hopped
out of the car.
	"Yeah?" she asked in return.
	"You know if there is anything I can help you with, all you gotta
do is ask." JC offered.
	`Thanks Josh. I appreciate it." Brit responded.
	"No problem Cutie, anytime." JC ended. With that they both closed
their phones. JC stepped onto the sidewalk in front of the school and
waited for his little brother-in-law. JC leaned against the car and
waited. He stiffly adjusted his shirt and tie which he still wore from
Steven's graduation. He lifted the sunglasses from his face and viewed
Jonathan hopping out of the school's entryway and searching for a familiar
face. He sadly took a seat on the steps when not recognizing anyone and not
catching sight of JC.  JC made a slow easy walk toward the front steps. His
white dress shirt fluttered in the wind, while tightly tucked into his
pants revealing his lean firm body. He strode to the front steps and looked
down at the child sitting patiently on the steps.
	"Hello." JC stated. Jonathan continued to look down at the steps,
not raising his head.
	"My Mommy says I shouldn't talk to strangers." Jonathan stated.
	"Jonny, look at me." JC claimed. Jonathan looked up and caught
sight of JC.
	"Jay-Ceeeeee!!!" Jonathan yelled excitedly, wrapping both arms
around him.
	"Hey Jon, Your parents asked me to pick you up. I hope you don't
mind." JC smiled, as he took the boy's blue back pack and slung it over his
shoulder. He took Jonathan's hand and held it while leading toward the
car. JC helped the young boy hop into the car before climbing in himself.
They drove off down the road and made their way towards home.
	"So how was school? Anything interesting happen?" JC questioned.
	"Mickey wants to be friends with me, but I think he only wants to
be friends cause you and Justin are my brothers." Jonathan claimed, lifting
his leg so that he could play with his shoe.
	"Does that happen a lot?" JC asked, glancing at his younger
brother-in-law.
	"Only a little, some people ask for autographs." Jonathan stated.
	"And what do you say?" JC inquired, pulling into the driveway of
Randall and Lisa's house.
	"I tell them my brothers live in Florida and can't come here too
much." Jonathan finished. He took his backpack and hopped out of the
car. The younger boy met up with JC and walked with him to the front door.
	"JC? Can I wear your sunglasses." Jonathan asked.
	"Sure you can buddy." JC said, taking the sunglasses from his head
and giving them to Jonathan.  Both entered the house and walked into the
living room.
	"Josh?! Is that you?!" Justin called.
	"Yeah!!" JC responded.
	"The kids are in the living room, can you watch them?" Justin
responded. JC nodded and walked into the living room where Amy and Ben sat
with Chris watching.
	"Hey guys." JC smiled happily upon seeing his kids. Amy and Ben
both ran across the room and hugged their father's leg.
	"Hey babies. How are you?" JC asked, running a hand over their
heads.
	"Papa, Papa dodi." Ben chattered.
	"Wow!" JC responded.
	"Can I carry one of them?" Jonathan asked.
	"I don't think they want to be held right now Jonny, maybe later
okay?" JC turned down, politely.  He made his way to the couch and took a
seat next to Chris.
	"Hey Chris. Do your sisters have hard time in school with making
and keeping friends?" JC questioned.
	"A little. I mean a lot of people want to be friends with her
because she is related to me." Chris shrugged.
	"What does she do?" JC inquired.
	"Well she keeps close to the ones she has. I mean her and her best
friends are like sisters. She trusts them more than anyone." Chris stated.
	"I'm worried about Jonathan. I mean he has a disorder, he has a
famous brother, and from what I know, he has a few genuine friends." JC
claimed, while watching his little brother-in-law sit and play with Ben and
Amy while still wearing JC's sunglasses.
	"I wouldn't be. I mean it's still elementary school. Everyone
basically hangs out in a clump. If in middle school he doesn't have a set
group, then I would be a little worried about his sociability." Chris
astutely responded.
	"Ohhh, Christopher learned a new word. Sociability is a big step up
from dork and jackass." JC snickered.
	"Jackass." Chris commented as he punched JC in the arm. JC laughed
at Chris but stopped when he heard Ben and Amy crying loudly. Both were
turned towards their father and had started crying when Chris had punched
him.
	"Wow! Did they start crying cause I hit you?" Chris questioned.
	"Yup, they are my body guards." JC laughed. Both kids ran to their
father who brought them onto the couch.
	"It's okay guys, Uncle Chris was just joking." JC chuckled while
talking to his children. Ben attempted to wrap both arms around JC and held
tight.
	"Hey Husband." Justin greeted as he walked into the room from
upstairs.
	"Hey Sweetheart. You all ready to hit the stage?" JC asked. Justin
shrugged and let out an exasperated sigh.
	"Three more shows and we're back at home." Justin focused on the
positive.


	Three shows. Seems like it is such a small amount of time. But for
Justin, it seemed like an eternity. Memphis was fairly quick and form there
they spent two nights in Atlanta where Justin battled not only overwhelming
crowds but an ill Amy. Amy had a small cough that kept her up all night,
thus draining Justin and JC from their sleep. Most of the night JC would
stay up and bounce around the room with Amy, trying to soothe the cranky
child. But just as they left Atlanta towards Orlando, the cough left
Amy. And here, Justin sat in one of the stadium seats, dressed in his
average disguise of a hat and sunglasses watching JC practice on stage. He
viewed Ben and Amy who were sitting quietly with Christina who came out to
see their performance. Justin sat numbly, in a weary state, obviously
having one of those days where laziness is the optimal experience.
	"Hello." A reporter greeted as she took a seat next to him.
	"Good Morning." Justin smiled graciously. He continued to watch his
husband on stage, perfecting his moves while crooning into the wireless
microphone that hung from his ear. The warm air forced JC to wear a tight
muscle top that clung to every curve of his upper torso. His denim shorts
hung from his hips revealing his well sculpted legs.
	"He's hot isn't he?" the reporter mentioned. Justin turned to her
and saw that she was watching him stare at JC.
	"He is incredible." Justin sighed.
	"So are you a reporter or a friend of N Sync?" She asked.
	"Uhm, a reporter." Justin said with a sly smile.
	"I'm Rita Hayworth, Florida Press." she introduced.
	"Randall Scott." Justin claimed with a hidden snicker.
	"Too bad neither of us has a chance with him." Rita laughed lowly.
	"Why not?" `Randall' asked.  ` "Well he's gay. So that rules me
out. And he's happily married to Justin, which makes him off the market."
Rita explained.
	"No, I think I could get him." Justin said confidently.
	"Yeah right! That'll be an incredible scandal. If you get him to
kiss you, then I'll be the best reporter at my branch." Rita huffed in
amusement.
	"Uh Mr. Chasez? Randall Scott from the Orlando Times, could I have
a word with you please?"  Justin called towards JC. JC stopped his
movements on stage and gazed at Justin with an amused look on his face.
	"Uhm sure. . .Mr. . . Scott is it?" JC asked in return. He walked
down the stairs to the floor seats and walked up to Justin.
	"Precisely sir, My name is Randall Scott, and this is my friend
Rita Hayworth. We were both wondering if you were happily married." Justin
questioned.
	"Ehh. . . Not really. Justin can be a drag sometimes, I guess it's
his young age." JC shrugged. Rita gasped and quickly started to write what
JC said down.
	"Well if that's the case, would you be willing to go out with me
tonight maybe after the concert?"  Justin asked.
	"Sure, but let's wait til maybe an hour afterwards so that I know
Justin and the kids will be asleep." JC said, wrapping both arms around
Justin's waist. Rita furiously wrote trying to catch every word.
	"And then, maybe we could get married?" Justin suggested.
	"Sure, I'm free Sunday." JC smiled enticingly.
	"Could I possibly get a kiss?" Justin questioned. JC tilted Justin
back and gave him a giant passionate kiss. Rita sat amazed at what she was
seeing in front of her.
	"How could you!!! I mean your children and your husband are around
somewhere!" Rita snapped at JC. She smacked JC in the shoulder causing him
to move behind Justin.
	"I don't think Justin minds. Do you Justin?" JC asked, leaning
forward to look at Justin. Justin pulled off his sunglasses and hat and
smiled at Rita. Rita gave a bashful look at the couple before taking the
papers out of her notepad and ripping them up.
	"I'm sorry, people usually don't, not recognize me." Justin stated
with a small smile. JC pressed a kiss to Justin's neck, and one more to
Justin's cheek before jumping back onto the stage and going back to work on
his rehearsal.
	"It's quite alright. I was kinda thinking something was fishy and
with all this new info, I was gonna beat the crap out of JC for kissing a
stranger." Rita stated.
	"Are you coming to tonight's concert?" Justin asked.
	"Yeah I got the nose bleed seats." Rita stated.
	"Here, let me give you two backstage passes. Those are better
seats, and you'll be able to see JC up close. Keep an eye out for when he
comes off stage. Usually he will start to strip before he even gets to the
dressing room." Justin snickered.
	"Justin Timberlake Chasez, please report to your husband for sound
check. Justin Timberlake Chasez please report to your husband." JC sounded
through the house speakers.
	"You should get going." Rita pointed towards the stage.
	"Here, bring anyone you like." Justin claimed, taking two passes
from his back pocket and handing them to her.


	JC took a hold of Justin's hand and started to drag him away from
his conversation. Justin tugged back but JC annoyingly persisted.
	"Josh come on, I'm having a conversation here. I'll see you in the
dressing room okay?" Justin bargained.
	"Fine, you can borrow my husband, I'm getting tired of him anyway."
JC jested, giving a quick kiss to him before heading away. JC made his way
to the dressing room where everyone had finished showering and were
lounging about.
	"Where is the Baby?" Chris asked.
	"He is talking with some people." JC stated, collapsing onto the
couch. He closed his eyes even as he felt Amy lay down next to him.
	"Joshua. You haven't changed a bit. You still fall asleep
everywhere you go." JC heard the familiar female voice. He smiled and
opened his eyes.
	"Didn't you ever think that I went to sleep on purpose
sometimes. That I wouldn't have to spend time with you." JC remarked.
	"Hey Josh, I didn't hear you complaining those long nights in front
of the fire." Caitlin responded.  JC smiled at his ex-girlfriend.
	"How'd you get here? Did you buy a ticket?" JC questioned.
	"No, my friend got backstage passes, so she invited me." Caitlin
responded. She walked to the couch and took a seat.
	"So what's new with you?" JC inquired.
	"Absolutely nothing. I've moved down to Orlando and am working as a
receptionist for some insurance company. That's about it." Caitlin
answered.
	"Sounds relaxing, wish I could do that." JC snickered.
	"And who's this?" Caitlin questioned.
	"This would be my daughter Amy." JC smiled as he tilted his head
down to see his child clutching him tightly, refusing to let go.
	"Son?" Cailtin inquired.
	"Sleeping over there?" JC said, pointing to the couch where Joey
looked over a sleeping Amanda and a sleeping Ben.
	"Guys, we gotta get going. Josh, do you need hel. . ." Justin
stopped at the door when seeing his husband talking with his ex-girlfriend.
	"Oh hi Justin!" Caitlin stated, rising to give Justin a hug.
	"Hey Caitlin. You know Rita is waiting for you,She said something
about going out or something." Justin said, pointing over his shoulder.
	"Oh I better be going then. I'll talk to you two later okay?"
Caitlin smiled as she walked out the door.
	"Yeah okay. . . bitch." Justin mumbled.
	"Justin!, She didn't do a single thing to you." JC chastised.
	"She was born. That's enough." Justin stated jealously.
	"Justin, you can't keep getting jealous every time a women friend
talks to me. I mean Stacy was understandable but Caitlin didn't do
anything. She acknowledges and accepts my marriage to you." JC replied,
standing up, leaving Amy for a brief moment to make his way to Justin.
	"Yeah I guess." Justin stated, as if he were a child being
reprimanded.
	"Justin, do you trust me?" JC asked.
	"I trust you, but I don't trust all those people out there, trying
to take you away from me." Justin pouted.
	"You're such a baby. . . but you're my baby." JC laughed, as he
wrapped an arm around Justin and walked him to his daughter.
	"Shall we go home?" Chris asked everyone.
	"Yes Please!" They all joyously responded.


	"Kids are asleep in their own cribs, Dogs are asleep in their own
beds, and now it's time for you and me to. . ." Justin smiled enticingly as
he crawled from the foot of the bed up to where JC's body lay haphazardly
atop the covers. He wore nothing but a pair of white briefs which were
somewhat transparent.  The faint outline of his penis could be seen as well
as the tiny pubic hairs jutting over his underwear.
	"Sleep?" JC questioned, lowering the volume of the television with
the remote that was glued to is hand.
	"No, Indy, you are wrong. Now it's time for us to spend some
`quality' time together." Justin smiled, pressing a kiss to JC's naval. JC
snickered as he changed the channels. He landed on a channel and was
alarmed to hear a woman moaning seductively. Both JC and Justin turned
their eyes to the television and saw a man ramming his penis into the
woman's vagina.
	"The one thing I hate about satellite is that they send straight
porn but never any gay porn." JC laughed, reaching to change the channel.
	"No, leave it Josh. I wanna see if I can copy what the woman's
doing." Justin smiled mischievously. The woman engulfed the man's cock in
her mouth causing the man to groan in approval.  Justin quickly pulled the
briefs from JC's torso and engulfed his cock in his own mouth. The limp
penis slowly began to rise. JC let out a groan of approval, half mockingly,
half of ecstasy. The man put his hands on the back of the woman's head and
guided her to bobbing up and down, thus JC started to guide Justin up and
down his penis. A sudden doorbell caused both of them to stop in their
actions and let the woman go to work on the man. Justin raised his head and
looked towards their bedroom door. He let out a frustrated grunt as he
hopped off the bed and slipped on JC's robe. JC turned off the TV and
slipped on a pair of pajama pants at his bedside before following Justin
downstairs. He folded his arms over his chest, as a shield from the
air. Justin walked across the foyer to the door where he opened it to find
a shivering Britney. She stood on the doorway, looking pale and somewhat
thinner. Her hair was pushed under a hat and she wore nothing but a T-shirt
and a pair of sweats.
	"Britney! Oh my god! What's wrong? Get in here!" JC
exclaimed. Justin ran to the foyer closet and pulled out a comforter. She
unfolded it and wrapped it around Britney.
	"Brit, What's wrong?" Justin asked, guiding her into the living
room.
	"I did something bad. I did something really bad. Britney
elicited. She began a simple sob into her hands, as Justin sat her down.
	"What? What Brit? What did you do?" JC asked, rubbing her back
gently.
	"I. . . I. . .I kissed. . ." Britney started to mumble.
	"It's okay Brit. We're here for you." Justin whispered soothingly
into her ear.
	"I kissed another guy." Britney stated, wiping away her
tears. Justin and JC gave a look to each other and focused their attention
back on Britney.
	"It's okay Britney, I'm sure Lance will understand." JC suggested.
	"No. . .I kissed another guy. . . And I liked it." Britney
whispered.


TO BE CONTINUED. . .

***Well that's it you guys.  Hope you liked it. I was sort of on a time
crunch. So here you go. Keep a look out for the next chapter in the next
month. Will Tyler get a girlfriend? What will happen to Britney and Lance?
What was up with the end of Justin's dream? Is Caitlin gonna cause
conflict? And whatever happened to Stacy? All these will be answered.