Date: Thu, 17 May 2001 15:54:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: William Strickland <choralschol@yahoo.com>
Subject: Don't Give Up, chapter 1

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.  It is not meant to imply anything
about the true of sexuality of Brian Littrell, JC Chasez, the Backstreet
Boys, or *NSYNC.  This story contains graphic descriptions of homosexual
activity and is therefore not suitable for people under the age of
eighteen.  If you should not be reading this, don't.

This is a prequel to an earlier story I placed on the archive.  That was
meant to be a series, but I have had to put in it on the back burner.
E-mail me with your opinions about this one at choralschol@yahoo.com



Don't Give Up
Chapter 1

Brian looked out the window of the bus as it rolled up the interstate.  The
concert in Atlanta had gone well, and it had been nice seeing Leighanne and
the dogs.  He was glad that Leighanne and he had found each other when they
did.  Their meeting had blossomed into a wonderful friendship.  Brian could
tell Leighanne anything that he wanted and she could do the same with him.
She had been the first person that he had come out to.  Even his band mates
didn't know until nearly a year later, just before his and Leighanne's
wedding.

Brian smiled as he thought about Leighanne's reaction to his news.  She had
put her hands on either side of his head as he wept from the stress of
revealing his secret, looked him in the eye, and said, "Well duh!  Don't
you think I noticed you checking out Carson Daly that day I went with you
to TRL."

Brian had immediately started laughing and they had talked way into the
night.  Leighanne pushed him to tell the other guys soon, but he had put it
off.  When he did finally tell them, they all laughed at him, just like
Leighanne had, and told him that they had known for years.  Then they said
that of course it didn't matter and that they loved him just the same as
ever.  "Just don't be trying any of that ass groping shit on me," Howie had
warned smiling.

As the bus drove on, Brian though about how lucky he was and how great it
was to be where he was.  The decision to marry Leighanne had been a tough
one.  She of course was all about it.  "Brian, I don't want a relationship
right now, you have stuff that you are being forced to hide from the world
right now.  You are my best friend and I would do anything for you," she
had said when he brought her the idea from management.  Two weeks later
there was a press release that they had been engaged since Christmas, to
coincide with Kevin's, and then they were married in September.  Since the
house they had bought was so large, there was no way the media could find
out that they slept in separate rooms.  And since they were such busy
people, he touring and she trying to get a foot in a casting director's
office, there was no big deal made of them being together so little.

Brian's introspection was interrupted, by some moaning coming from the
bunkroom on the bus.  Brian got up off the sofa he had been sitting on and
walked up to the door.  He knew what was going on, and decided to have some
fun.  He walked quietly out of the common room, and then ran off to find
Kevin and Howie, laughing quietly to himself.




In the bunkroom, Nick was doing all he could to keep from screeching.  The
lips around his cock were bringing him to heights of pleasure he had never
known.  He dropped his hands down to his lover's head and ran his fingers
through the other man's hair.  He looked down his lover's naked back,
admiring the strength the muscles showed.  Of course the ass was want Nick
really wanted to get a hold of.  It was round, firm and perfect.  He pulled
his lover up off of his cock to avoid cumming just yet.  AJ looked at Nick
and smiled.  He crawled back up to Nick's face and kissed him hard on the
lips.  Their tongues started to explore each other's mouths.  Nick began
massaging AJ's ass and they rubbed up against each other.  Nick felt his
dick take over for his mind and was on the brink of his best orgasm to
date.  AJ was close too, so Nick put his hand between them and started
stroking AJ's cock.

"NOW!"  They both heard the cry, but it was too late.  The ice-cold water
dropped on the lover's hot, passion-filled bodies, putting out the heat
just like water does to a flame.  They blinked several times and shook
their heads to get rid of the water.  When they came to their senses, they
heard wild laughter and looked and their three fully dressed band mates
doubled over in the floor.  They both grabbed the blankets on the bunk and
covered up their now limp cocks.

"You little shit heads!" Nick screamed, "You knew what was going on in hear
and went with it anyway.  I am going to kill each of you with my own bare
hands!"  AJ was so angry he couldn't even speak.  He was thinking of ways
that he could torture each of his band mates individually.

Brian was the first to speak.  "We're sorry," he said between gasps for
air, "but we told you what would happen if you two went at it on the bus
again."  He started laughing again and lay down on the floor beside Howie,
who was worse of than he was.

Kevin did manage to compose himself.  "You two get off the floor and clean
up the mess.  You two get out of bed, shower and get dressed.  We will
arrive in Greenville, in half an hour and *NSYNC will be joining us there.
You two can have your revenge later.  I have to call Mitch and make sure
everything is set up for the concert in Columbia tomorrow.  Now get to
work."

Kevin left the room and headed to the front of the bus.  Howie looked at
the guys.  "Don't you love it how he can just remove himself from a
situation and go on with other things?

"Don't worry," said AJ, " He'll get his.  All three of you are so dead,
this payback is going to be a real bitch!"

"Just get showered and dressed before you catch cold," said Brian.  "We'll
be there in less than thirty minutes and I don't think *NSYNC wants to meet
you in your birthday suits."

AJ and Nick gave the two remaining BSB's a scowl and walked to the shower
with the sheets still around them.  Howie and Brian watched them walk off,
whistling when AJ's sheet fell down.  Then they laughed as they began to
take of the wet sheets and mopped up the water puddle.




The bus pulled into the BI-LO center in Greenville.  *NSYNC's bus was
already there of course.  They were still tearing down from the concert the
night before.  The BSB bus pulled right up to it and Kevin got off.  Lance
met him at the door and the two shook hands.

"How's it going Kevin?" Lance asked.

"Oh not too bad.  Glad we could work out the logistics of this joint tour.
What do your guys think about it?"

"Come on in the bus and we'll talk.  Where are the rest of your guys by the
way?"

"There cleaning up a small accident.  They should be out here soon.  Let's
go and get these last few particulars worked out.  Then we will have more
social time later."

"Sounds good to me buddy," Lance said as he showed Kevin the door of the
bus.

While Kevin and Lance sat down at the conference table, JC was laying on
his bunk having that dream again.  He's just finished a concert and walks
into his dressing room.  He's alone in the room and starts to undress.  He
catches a sight of himself in the mirror and immediately sprouts a boner.
His hand touches his 8" dick and begins to stroke.  JC continues to look at
himself as he strokes his cock.  Suddenly he feels a pair of hands on his
ass and then moving around his front.  One hand covers his eyes while the
other takes over his cock.

"I'll take care of that for you," the stranger says.  JC knows that the
person isn't one of his band mates, and from the stabbing he feels in his
ass, it is certainly no female.  The voice sounds slightly familiar, but he
can't quite place it.  JC decides not to worry about it and just enjoy the
feeling of another's hand on his cock.

He begins to moan as he is brought closer to climax.  His mysterious lover
is licking his earlobes and kissing his neck.  This is the best sex JC has
ever experienced in his life.  Suddenly his dick takes control of his body
and he screams at the top of his lungs.

His cum coats the mirror and JC turns quickly but the stranger is gone
without a trace.

Just then JC woke up.  His sheets were covered with cum.  Every time he has
had that dream his orgasms have gotten stronger and stronger.  He knew from
the moment he started having the dream that he knew the man behind him.
But every time he has the dream, he gets no closer to realizing who it is.

JC threw his boxers on and was in the shower in no time.  He could here
talking on the bus and that meant that Backstreet was here.  He turned on
the spray and washed away all thoughts of the dream.




"I hate it when we're on tour with them," Chris whined.  Chris liked to
believe that *NSYNC was far superior to Backstreet Boys and all the rest of
the boy bands on the scene.  He had been quoted as saying that BSB were
second rank amateurs compared to *NSYNC.  Every time they had made a joint
appearance, he had whined about it.  The funny thing was, he got along very
well with the guys and actually liked them.  He just didn't like the
competition.

"Look Chris," Justin said as he sat in Joey's lap, "you like the guys, they
are no threat to us in record or ticket sales, and say what you will, but
they paved the way for us.  If Lou hadn't gotten them together in the first
place, there would be no *NSYNC today."

"Yeah man, lay off."  Joey was stroking Justin's hair slowly.  Chris was
his best friend, but his attitude really pissed him off sometimes.  "This
tour will be good publicity for both groups, especially us right now, with
the album stalled for another month or so.  We are going to be with these
guys for three months, so you had better get used to them."

"Ok, ok," Chris said sulking, "But I don't have to like it."

"Hey guys!" came a cheerful call from the door way.

"Nick!" Justin shouted as he jumped off of Joey and bounded towards his
buddy.  As the two youngest members of their respective bands, Nick and
Justin had formed a strong bond on their first joint tour.  They had
e-mailed back and forth all the time, and often spent the night at each
other's houses playing video games and just talking.  They had come out
together, and even dated. . . for about two weeks.  Then they decided they
were much better suited as friends than anything else.  Outside of JC, Nick
was probably Justin's best friend.

"Hey man!" Nick said as he hugged his friend.  He saw Joey smiling at them
as he got off the couch.  Nick hoped that Justin was as happy with Joey as
he was with AJ.

There were hugs and handshakes all around as the Backstreet walked in.
Kevin and Lance were still in the conference room finalizing a few plans
and JC was in the shower.  Everyone else was cramped into the small common
room, laughing and talking.  Chris was still sulking a bit in the corner,
but AJ went up to him and got him into a conversation about a new album
Destiny's Child had just put out.

Lance walked in the room right then, nearly tripping over Brian as he did
so.  "Oops, sorry Bri.  Didn't see you there."

"It's ok Lance, I shouldn't be sitting in the doorway."

"If you guys would come in the conference room, we will have a little more
room and we can discuss some details of the next three months."

The guys all stood up and walked down the bus to the conference room.  They
sat around the table with Kevin at the head and Lance at the foot.  Nick
and Justin sat down at Kevin's end making plans for later.  Joey sat down
next to Justin and across from Chris so that he could keep an eye on Chris
and try to get in on whatever trouble Nick and Justin were cooking up, not
to mention he could play footsies with his Curly.  Howie sat down on
Lance's right and Brian on Kevin's left. Chris sat down next to Howie and
AJ on Lance's right.  He was still pissed off as hell at his band mates and
was not about to talk to any of them or sit next to them if possible.  He
would have sat next to Nick, but he knew that he and Justin had some
catching up to do.  He and Joey struck up a conversation, while he made
goo-goo eyes at Nick, who made them back.

"OK, ok is everyone here," Kevin bellowed.

"JC's not," Justin said.  "He was still in the shower when you guys first
got here."

"Here I am," JC said walking in the door in that cocky manner he had.  It
was as if he was the best pop performer of all time and that he had decided
to come and mix with the common folk for a time.  He took his seat next to
Brian.  Brian could smell his cologne and was slightly turned on.  He
always liked the cocky ones, the ones who gave off an air of arrogance to
and extent.  Not to mention that JC was looking very hot in his turtle neck
sweater and gray slacks.  Brian felt his cock begin to stir and quickly
started thinking about unsexy things like Roseanne jumping on a bed naked,
or that Pepsi commercial with Britney Spears and Bob Dole.

JC had noticed Brian too.  Although he wasn't dressed as nice as he was,
Brian had pulled off the khaki shorts and t-shirt look very well.  His wavy
hair fell in his eyes and made him look younger than he was.  His legs were
crossed at the ankle and the sun reflecting off his leg hair caused JC to
lick his lips.  He was a sucker for hairy legs and Brian definitely had
that.  "Well guys, here we are again," started Kevin.  "We are going to be
together for the next three months, for better or worse, and we are going
to be very busy.  Our first joint concert is tomorrow in Charleston, sold
out of course.  From there we will be flying to Phoenix and doing two
concerts before we go to LA and San Francisco for three concerts in each
city.

"That pretty much takes care of the first week and a half.  Then we spend
the next month in Canada touring the whole country.  After that we get a
week off and then fly to England and start the European tour."

"The European Tour is the real reason we are touring together," broke in
Lance.  "Record sales for both groups have been suffering badly,
particularly in Germany.  We will be spending two weeks in that country
alone.  Once we're done with Europe, we will come back to the States and do
two concerts in Orlando."

"Backstreet will then take a short break, about a week, before we start
recording again.  *NSYNC, you guys will finish up your tour two weeks later
in Milwaukee.  Any questions?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah," said Chris, getting a look from Joey and Justin.  "whose records
are selling worse in Europe?"

All the members of Backstreet sat higher in their chairs in a defensive
posture.  *NSYNC all moved their eyes to the floor except Lance and Joey.
Lance looked and Chris with daggers coming out of his eyes and Joey kicked
Chris right in the shin.

"Hey!  That hurt!"

"Don't be an asshole and try to be nice for once," Joey told his friend.

"If you must know Chris, Backstreet Boys' record sales are 12.5% higher in
Europe overall than us.  They are leading in nearly every country.  But,
both groups' sales have fallen by 13.6% in the last two months.  We are
losing our European audience and that is why Jive has asked us to do a
joint tour.  There is even talk of Britney joining us for a couple of
weeks.  Now do you have any other questions?"

"No," Chris muttered as he crossed his arms and sat down in his chair.

"Any other questions?" Lance asked with an annoyed tone.

"Yeah," asked Nick, "When is dinner?"

There was a little laughter.  "First let's get the seating arrangements
taken care of.  In order for us to get better acquainted, we are going to
be intermingling on the bus rides.  That way there will not be an *NSYNC
bus and a Backstreet Boys bus, just two tour buses.  Lance has already
offered to move to the Backstreet bus.  Now we need some volunteers to move
here."

"AJ and I will," shouted Nick, nearly knocking Kevin over.  Nick looked
over at his boyfriend hopefully.

"Honey wherever you want to go is fine, as long as I am there too."

"Awww. . ." everyone said in unison.

"I'll move with Lance," said JC, "I need a change of scenery."

"OK then," said Lance, "anyone else?"

No one else said anything, so that was the end of the moving question.
After the boys had taken care of a bit more business, they voted to go on
and move what they were going to move and then go to lunch.  Kevin called a
restaurant and made reservations for ten in a private room so that they
wouldn't be disturbed.  The restaurant said it would be about an hour.

JC brought his stuff over to the Backstreet bus and placed it in the bed
above Brian's, Nick's usual place.

"Why are the sheets so wet?" he asked.

"Oh Kevin, Howie, and I had to give Nick and AJ a quick lesson in volume
control," Brian said chuckling to himself.

"Huh?" JC said.  His attention span could be very short, especially when
the conversation did not necessarily center on him.

Brian sat up and explained what had happened.  After hearing the story and
laughed to himself a little, then changed the sheets on the bed and went
over to the common room.

Brian watched JC walk off, his tight pants showing off that beautiful, firm
ass and strong thighs.  Brian started to get hard again.  "You can't do
this," he said to himself.  " You can't do anything with JC.  It would make
the tour awkward.  Besides, he hasn't even noticed you and he's straight
too."  Brian returned to the book he was reading when JC had come in.

They left for lunch about an hour later.  They had a wonderful meal and
some good conversation with their old friends.  Even Chris eventually
pulled his head out of his ass and talked with the other group.

After lunch, each guy got aboard the bus he was staying on and they started
the trip to Charleston.  On the *NSYNC bus, Nick and AJ told Justin and
Joey what the guys had done earlier and the *NSYSCers agreed to help their
BSB friends plan something special for each of the no-good practical
jokers.

On the Backstreet bus, Lance and Kevin decided to take naps.  Howie and
Brian started playing PlayStation2.  JC walked in to the common room and
sat down behind them.

"What's up fellas?" he asked as he buffed his nails.

"Not much," said Howie, "just putting this faggot in his place."

"Well, when I'm done with you, your ass will be mine!" said Brian.

"Brian, I told you about that ass thing a long time ago," Howie said
jokingly.

"Is there anything else to do on this bus?" asked JC

"You can play the winner if you want," said Howie, "We're just about done."

"No thanks, I don't play video games anymore."

"Why not?" asked Brian.

"They just don't interest me for some reason."

"There!  HA HA!!!" yelled Howie.  "That makes 4 for me and ZERO for you."
Howie started jumping up and down and sticking his tongue in Brian's face.

"You had better put that back or I will not be responsible for my actions."
Brian grinned devilishly.  Howie put his tongue back in his mouth.  "Wanna
go again?"

"No, I think I'll go to my bunk and read."

Howie left the room and Brian sat down on the sofa beside JC.  He looked a
t JC's profile spellbound for a second.  It was a beautiful sight.  JC was
extremely hot and Brian was having trouble keeping his dick in check.  He
wanted to reach up and comb his fingers through JC's hair.

Brian shook his head to bring himself back to reality.  "So, what's been
going on with you lately?  Haven't talked to you in over a year."

"Oh not much," said JC.  "Mostly just touring and writing some songs.  We
were supposed to have our new album out by next week, but it looks like
it's going to be another month or two.  None of us are really happy with
the way two of my songs came out and Jive doesn't want to release it with
crap on it, so we're probably going to have to re-record. . . "

Brian watched JC absolutely fascinated with his looks and not paying a bit
of attention to what he was saying.  He wanted JC.  He knew that.  He also
knew that that was never going to happen.  JC was hopelessly straight, just
like Howie.  There was no way he was going to go for Brian.

While Brian was thinking this, JC was talking about himself.  In the back
of his mind though he was thinking about Brian's legs.  He glanced at them
and couldn't help but think that there was something familiar about them.
He put it out of his mind and reached for his drink in the holder.  As he
picked it up, the bus ran over something, causing JC to tip forward
spilling his drink all over the floor.

"Shit!" JC said standing up, hoping he didn't get anything on him.

"Let me take care of that for you," said Brian looking for a paper towel or
something else to mop up the mess.

JC stopped in his tracks.  "What did you say?" he asked quietly.

"I said let me take care of that for you," Brian said still looking for a
paper towel.

"Oh my god.  You're him."

"What?" asked Brian looking back at JC.

"The guy in my dream, you're him."

"What are you talking about?"

"Come sit down and I will tell you."

Brian found some paper towels and sopped up the mess.  Then he sat down and
JC told him about the dream.  He ended it with his hand on Brian's leg.

Brian's hormones were working in overdrive now.  "But I thought you were
straight," he said.

"To tell you the truth Brian, I have never penetrated a woman in my life.
The only thing close to sex I have ever had was when I was in the MMC and
one of the older girls who thought I was cute jacked me off back stage.  I
am attracted to females some, but that dream is the most powerful I have
ever had.  And now that I know it was you," JC said as his hand tickled
Brian's calf, "I'm hoping you may be open to some fun."

Brian gulped.  He was about to shoot off in his shorts.  "You know I'm
married right," he said shakily.

"Yes, I also know that it is a marriage of convenience and that you are
gay.  You've been staring at my butt all day and I think it's time to
remedy a certain situation that's developing."  Then JC put his on Brian's
and put it down on his crotch.  Brian felt the heat generating from JC's
semi-erect cock through the fabric of those pants.

JC moved closer to Brian and put his hand on his head, tickling his ears.
They moved closer until their lips were just centimeters apart.

"I've never actually done this," Brian gasped as he looked into JC' deep
brown eyes, losing himself in them.

"It's ok, neither have I.  Let's just take it slow."

Brian closed his eyes and felt JC's lips on his own.  First a peck, then a
little bit a delay.  Then Brian felt something else on his lips.  JC was
moving his tongue, trying to enter Brian' mouth.  Brian opened his and
moved his tongue to meet JC's.  This was too good to be true.

The boys stayed lip-locked like that for several minutes before the broke
it off.  They had ended up lying on the sofa with JC on top or Brian.  They
had had frottage, but neither had come.

"Would you like me to finish what I've started?" JC asked Brian.

"Let's just keep doing what we've been doing.  I don't think I'm ready for
anything else."

"OK,' said JC.

They continued rubbing against each other through their clothes until Brian
couldn't control himself any longer.  He moaned deeply and came all in his
boxers.

Feeling Brian's climax, JC felt his dick take completely over.  He reached
down and pulled it out of his fly.  He pulled his shirt up and managed to
cum all over his chest.

After they had calmed down and JC had used the paper towels to clean off a
little, they leaned in to each other and kissed passionately.

For JC, the experience had been everything that he had hoped it would be
since he had first had the dream.  That orgasm had been his best ever.  For
Brian, it was the first time he was able to express physically the feelings
that he had had all of his life.  As he thought about it, with his head on
JC's shoulder, he decided that he definitely liked it and wanted to do it
again with JC.  He also wanted to get to know JC better.  He thought that
he could probably love this man.

They had a about an hour until they got to Charleston and their hotel.
Brian got up to change pants.  He looked back at JC on his way out and
smiled.  JC smiled back.  After Brian had left, JC looked in the window to
make sure his hair was in place.



That's the end of the first installment.  E-mail me at
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