Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2000 01:08:59 GMT
From: Jason <roczilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: Justin and Jason-24

Justin and Jason-24

This is completely fictional and not meant to mean anything about anyone
involved.  If you're too young or offended by this shit, get lost.

I woke up early the next morning as the sun started to rise.  I looked over
at Justin curled up next to me and smiled.  I tried to get out of bed
without disturbing Justin, but it didn't work. He was lying between me and
the front of the cab.

"What in the..." he said groggily.

"I'm just getting up," I whispered into his ear.  Justin mumbled an ok and
rolled back over and went to sleep.  I climbed into the driver seat and
grabbed the keys out from underneath the seat.  I started the truck and we
continued on our way home.  I glanced at the clock in the dashboard and took
note that it was about six in the morning.  I pulled out of the parking lot
and continued towards Orlando.   I was driving for about an hour or so more
when Justin finally climbed up into the passenger set.

"Sup hun," He said looking at me.

"Not much, just driving.  You?" I asked looking over at him.

"Is it hard to learn how to drive one of these things?" he asked looking at
all the controls and button, not to mention the gigantic pedal.

"It is more intimidating than anything else.  It's tricky at first, but
after you get the basics down, it isn't that hard.  I think the hardest
thing is probably backing up and turning onto narrow roads." I said as I
watched him watch me drive.

"Do you think I could learn how to drive one?" he asked.

"Justin you could learn real easily, but it takes time, and you don't have a
lot of spare time to do things like this." I said to him and I geared down
to pull into a rest stop.

"What are we doing here?" he asked.

"God, you full of questions this morning, aren't you." I said parking the
truck. "I need to piss and get some food for the road."

I climbed out of the truck and walked over to the rest rooms.  Justin
climbed out and decided to take a look around.  Justin walked inside and
started to look through the machines at the different sandwiches and candy.
I came out of the restroom and walked over to the machines where Justin was
and grabbed his shoulders.  Justin swung around and punched me right in the
gut.

"UFFF," I replied grabbing my stomach.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jas.  I didn't mean to.." He kept saying grabbing my arm.

"That's a hell of a punch you got anymore," I said standing straight up. " I
guess I don't have to worry about you not being able to take care of
yourself"

"Are you sure you're ok." Justin asked concerned.

"Justin you may have a good punch, but not that good.  I'm fine.  What do
you want to eat." I asked him looking over the selection.  Justin pointed at
a few sandwiches that looked edible.  I put the money in the machine and
grabbed our sandwiches and left the building for the parking lot.  As we
exited, a girl recognized Justin.  Justin quickly covered her mouth with his
hand.

"Shhh, don't scream.  If you don't scream, I will sign an autograph and give
you a quick kiss." He said looking at me to see if it was ok.  I just nodded
and he signed a scrap piece saying how much he adored this fan.  He put her
name on it and everything then tried to give her a quick kiss on the check.
The only thing was that when he was about to kiss her check, she turned her
face and trough her arms around him and planted a huge, wet kiss right on
his mouth.  When I saw this I grabbed her a ripped her off Justin.  I looked
surprised as all hell and was about to slap the bitch.

"Justin, don't. I will handle this, just get back in the truck." I said
giving him the keys.  I dragged the chick into the building and was gonna
giver her the ripping of her life.  Just before he were through the doors,
she yelled out that Justin Timberlake was in the parking lot.  I never saw
so many fast moving girls.  I ran to that truck like they were being shot
at.  I through her to the side and sprinted for the truck.  By this time the
entire truck was surrounded by girls.  I couldn't even get to my own side of
the truck. They started to push on the truck and started to slowly rock it.
I was starting to get really pissed by this time.  I tried to gently push
this teenage girl out of my way.  She turned around and started to scream at
me that I had no right to even touch her.  I just shoved her out of my way.
I had passed by her, when she came from behind me and grabbed my arm, turned
my around and slapped me across the face. (I would like to point out that I
am a gentleman towards ladies, up to a point.)  I just hauled off and
punched the bitch.  They want to be treated equal; I'll treat them equal.  I
started to push my way through the crowd of chicks and after a few incidents
where girls got bitchy and I put them in there place, the other girls
started to notice and got out of my way.  Justin was sitting in the driver
seat watching me.  I finally climbed into the truck and started the truck.

"Did you have to get so rough," Justin asked.

"I tried being nice and gentile, it didn't work." I said half pissed and
breathing rather heavy.  I hit the air horn a few times and all the girls
scattered at the noise. "Look, I am sorry if I got out of line, but I
couldn't stand there and watch them rock my truck back and forth.
Especially knowing you were inside."

"OH, it's ok.  I tell ya what, these fans are getting to be a pain in the
ass." He said looking in the side mirror and traffic.  For the next few
hours every thing was quiet with no problems.  I stopped for more gas and
this time Justin grabbed a hat and sunglasses I had on the dashboard.

"Know what, you look good in a Peterbuilt hat." I replied climbing out of
the truck.

"Funny," Justin replied.  I started to put gas into the truck as Justin went
to go to the bathroom.   I paid for the gas as Justin came out of the
bathroom.  We both climbed back into the truck and started the last leg of
our trip.

"Why do they gotta make these things so high?" he asked looking out his
window at the ground.

"That's easy, when a truck starts his trip.  He's full of excitement an
ambition."  I said to Justin who was listening carefully. "But when they are
done with the trip, all they want to do is go home."

"So?" Justin asked.

"Well, with the truck sitting higher up, it is easier for the guy that is
driving to fall out." I said smiling.

"What, you are so full of shit." Justin said.  After a while more, we
finally entered Orlando.  I pulled onto the street where I used to live and
the memories came back when I arrived and had to break in.  Then to top it
off, to see Justin in the arms of another man.  I hadn't realized, but I had
stopped at a stop sign and hadn't started again, there were people behind me
beeping and honking their horns.  Justin brought me out of this trance.

"Jason, Jason.  You need to turn up the street," he said shaking me arm.

"Huh," I said looking in my mirrors as I pulled the truck onto our street.

"Are you ok?" Justin asked concerned.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.  I just need a nice hot bath to soak in." I said as I
pulled into our driveway.  The driveway wasn't long enough, so I had to
pulled the front of the truck up between the edge of the garage and a row of
bushes that went from the street all the way back to the bushes around back.
  As we climbed out of the truck for the final time, JC came out of his
house to greet us.

"Glad to see you made it all right," JC, said walking up to us.

"Hey JC.  Did you and Lance have any problems with the cars?" I asked
unlocking the trailer.

"Lance got pulled over for speeding." JC said laughing.

"He did," Justin said laughing.

"How about you? You get pulled over," I asked dropping the ramps so I could
drive the truck out.

"No, I was smart." JC said with a huge smile across his face.

"Justin, open the garage door would you," I asked climbing into the truck.

"Sure," Justin replied walking over to the door on the side of the garage,
unlocking it and walking inside.  Seconds later one of the garage doors
started to open.  I drove the truck down the ramps and backed it into the
garage.  As I backed into the garage, I noticed a dodge viper sitting in the
middle bay of the garage.  I pulled in to the bay farthest from the house,
the third one.  In the bay next to the house, there was a full size Ford
F-150 extended cab with an 8ft bed, dark red.  This truck had a roll bar,
grill guard, side steps, and visors over every window.  This truck was
completely decked out.

"Damn Justin," I replied trying the door, unfortunately it was locked.

"Here, take a look inside," Justin said handing me the key ring with every
key he had on it.  I unlocked the driver side door and climbed inside.  Not
only was it fully loaded outside, but inside too.  It had sun roof, CD
player, tile, cruise, air, everything.

"This is a great truck!" I replied climbing out.

"Leave it to Jason to skip the car and go directly to the truck," JC said
laughing.

"Well the car is nice too, but I like the truck." I replied walking over to
Justin and JC.  "Let's unload this damn thing."

"I am gonna go in and call the guys to come over and help us," Justin
replied heading inside the house.  A few minutes later Justin came out and
started to haul stuff into the house.  The rest of the guys showed up and
started helping.  It didn't take long at all with all of us helping out.  By
the time we were done though, it was suppertime.

"Jason. What the hell you gonna do with the rig?" Lance asked.  I looked at
the truck and then at the yard.  I was trying to figure what kinda room I
had to turn around.

"Hell if I know, I should have just pulled in front of the house out on the
street." Said looking at the predicament I was in. "JC, what did you do with
my car?"

"I parted it in my garage, that's why my jeep is in the driveway." JC said
pointing at his driveway.

"Ok," I said glancing at his house.  I really didn't have a room to back the
truck up and turn it at the same time.  I walked out to the street and
looked down the street.  Then I crossed and walked up JC driveway.  The all
followed me. I didn't really pay them any attention. "JC, what if you move
you jeep out of you driveway, that way I can back the end of the truck into
you driveway and try to pull it out and move it."

"Even if you did Jas, that still wouldn't get the front end of your stuck
onto the street," JC said looking at his driveway and the length of the
truck.

"I know, but it might give me enough leeway that I can pull it out from the
side of the garage." I said walking back over to the truck.

"But you are gonna end up going in the grass," Lance said engaging in this
conversation.

"I know, and if Justin has no problems, that is exactly what I am gonna do."
I said looking at Justin.

"Why should I care," he replied.

"Because it's your lawn." I said smiling.

"It yours too, do what ever you got to," he said walking beside me.

"JC, move your jeep if you would please." Said walking to the truck.
"Justin, were is a good place to park this thing,"

"You could park it down at the studio.  I can call the studio and someone
could open the gate." He said.

"Good idea.  Follow me so we have a ride back home, ok." I said to him.  I
heard JC start his Jeep and watched him back it out of his driveway.  He
opened his window and looked at me.

"Where do you want me to park it?" he yelled.

"Anywhere out of the way," I yelled back and he drove it down the street and
out of the way. I looked over to Lance and he looked to me.

"Lance run over there and when I started backing up, you tell me if I am
about to hit his garage." I said pointing at his garage.

"Ok," he replied running over to JC's garage and standing there waiting for
me to start backing up. I started the truck and slowly started to back up.
Chris and Joey had run out to the road to see if any traffic was coming.
They gave me the ok and I continued to back the truck up across the street
and into JC's driveway. Lance started to wave his arms, so I hit the brakes.
I parked it for a second and walked back to see how close I was.  I was
right up against, his garage. I started to walk back and Joey walked over to
me.

"We got a car waiting for you to move you truck." Joey informed me as I
walked to the rig.

"Tell them I am almost done," I said as I noticed the car sitting there.  I
looked at the driver and he looked at me. I waved to him and he honked his
horn furiously, I climbed into the cab and waved at him again.  He hit his
horn once again, so I hit my air horn; by god that shut him up.  I started
to pull the truck into the yard in front and Justin's and my house.  I
pulled it around and the front of the truck was turned around and the back
end had, more or less, pivoted around.  I pulled out some more and was now
in the middle of the street.  I notice Justin trying to flag me down.

"Yeah," I said rolling down my window.

"They won't let us park the truck at the studio." Justin said.

"Now what," Chris replied.

"Were gonna put it back where it was," I said climbing out of the truck.

"Jason you can't leave that truck in the middle of the street," Lance said
walking next to me as I walked over to where I had pulled the truck in.

"Don't worry Lance, nobody will take it." I said to him.  He stopped right
in his tracks and I just smiled at him.  "Justin, how far back does this
go?"

"All the way to the back of the house." He replied form behind me.

"Yeah, we got plenty of room." I said walking back to my truck.

"Your gonna drive you truck back to where it was," Joey asked confused.

"Close, I am gonna back the truck right up next to the garage here," I said
walking past the garage.  I noticed a few cars sitting in the street and JC
talking to the people inside. I walked over to the car that was behind the
truck.

"How ya doing?' I asked being friendly.

"I'd be doing better if you would move that thing so I can get by." He
replied.

"I will be doing that right now, but I need you to back you so I can back it
into this driveway here." I said pointing to the driveway.

"Alright," he said putting the car in reverse.  He backed his car up and I
started to jog to the cab.  I climbed in and started to back the truck up.
I got the back end up the driveway enough so the guy could get by, he honked
and I waved to him as he passed.  Then I started to drive the truck up JC's
Driveway.  JC and Chris were standing in front of JC's house with confusion
all over their faces.  When I backed the truck up the driveway, the truck
was straight, but the trailer wasn't, so I had to straighten it out by
driving up JC's driveway.  Once that was done and the trailer was in line
with the truck, I could proceed to back the truck by the garage.  Now that I
had the truck straight and out of the street, it was easy to back it up next
to the garage.  When I parked the truck, the front of the truck and even
with the front of the garage.

"There," I said climbing out of the truck.

"Not bad," Joey said admiring the whole scene.  We walked into the house and
all my shit was piled in the living room and kitchen.

"I don't know where we're gonna put all this stuff, I don't think the house
is big enough." Justin said looking aver my pile of stuff.

"That isn't any problem, I will just build you a bigger house." I said
acting like it was no big deal.

"Build me a bigger house, are you kidding." Justin replied in disbelief.

"No, just tell me what kind of house you want and I will build it.  One
request on my park though.  Can we have a house out of town?  Not
necessarily in the sticks, but out of town." I asked sitting at the table.

"If you're going to build the house, you can have it were ever you want."
Justin said smiling.

"You don't think I can do it, do you." I asked him

"Come on Jason, a whole house." He said sitting on my lap "that's a lot of
work"

"I seem to have the time," I said looking at him. I got him off my lap and
reached for a piece of paper.

"What are you doing?" Lance asked.

"We are going to figure out what kind of house Justin wants." I said laying
the paper on the table.

"Let's do that tomorrow, I would rather go out and party.  To celebrate
Jason's return." Joey said.

"You just want a excuse to go clubbing," Chris replied.

"So, it's a legitimate excuse." Joey said in defense.

"Yeah, let's go celebrate Jas," Justin said excited.

"Sure, whatever you want," I said knowing that what I would've said would
not have mattered anyway.   So we all went out clubbing and partied.  We
ended up one of the biggest clubs in Orlando.  You couldn't get Justin off
the dance floor to save his life.  I was sitting at a table sipping my beer
when Justin came up to me.

"Aren't you going to dance?" he asked sitting down.

"I don't dance all that well.  That and I hate dancing." I replied.

"C'mon, let's dance." He pleaded.

"Justin, I don't dance." I said again with a little more force.

"For me," Justin asked looking at me with his baby blue puppy dog eyes.  I
couldn't resist. I stood up and we walked to the dance floor. As we got on
the dance floor, a slow song started to play.  We held each other so close
together not even the slightest bit of air could get between us.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," I whispered into his ears as I noticed
people starting to stare at us.  They would look right at us, then whisper
something into the person sitting next to them.

"Why shouldn't we?" He asked whispering into my ear.

"Well, you being famous and all." I replied.

"The hell with them. I love you and I am tired of hiding it.  Let them
stare, I don't care. Why, do you care if the stare?" Justin asked lifting
his head off my shoulder and looking me into the eyes. I looked over and
noticed JC and the rest of the guys watching in disbelief also.

"Of course not.  I don't give a shit what they think." I said to him.  He
smile and set his head back on my shoulder.  As the song ended, we walked
off the floor and back to our table, hand in hand.  We sat down and I
continued to drink my drink and Justin would asked for a sip now and then.
Shortly after, JC came up to us followed by the other guys and sat down at
our table.

"Hey JC," I said as he sat down, "Sup, guys"

"You act like nothing happened." Chris said.

"What, I guess I missed it," I said to him "what was it?"

"It was you and Justin. That's what it was," Lance interjected.

"Do you know the risk you were taking," JC asked looking at Justin.

"I don't care. I am tired of hidding my feelings." Justin said in self
defense.

"You gotta be kidding.  You don't care that the world just saw you dancing
with another guy," JC asked dumbfounded.

"JC, I think that if that is what they want, then they need our support.
The last thing they need is ridicule." Lance said looking at JC.

"I agree with Lance.  If that is what they want, then I support them." Joey
said throwing his opinion in.

"Support, guys we were just dancing.  Your over reacting." I said sitting
back. If anything bad does happen, it'll blow over.  Relax,"

Just then two guys came up to our table.  They both looked really
good-looking.  They were both slender, one had more muscle though.  Neither
one of them had one blemish or imperfection. They were both hot.

"Excuse us, Mr. Timberlake.  We just want you to know that we respect the
way you two got up and danced like that.  It takes a lot of courage to do
that,  niether me of Ryan could ever do it.  We just thought that you would
like to know." He said.

"Well thank you, here please sit down." Justin said pointing to a few empty
chairs.

"Thanks," the other said.

"So, what are your names?" I asked finishing my drink.

"I'm Jim, and this is Ryan." He said introducing them.

"Nice to met you, I'm Jason." I said introducing myself.  The four of us sat
there talking, The guys had taken off and were hitting on girls and stuff.
I flagged down a waitress and had her bring us all a round of beers.  We
talked about how each of us found the other and how our relationships had
progressed.  We also talked about what line a work each of us was in.  In no
time at all, it was closing time.   We all started to stand up and leave.

"Well I must say that is was a real treat meeting you two.  It was real
refreshing," I said shaking their hands.

"Yeah, it was real nice to meet you two.  The four of us should go out some
time." He said shaking their hands.

"Here," Ryan said handing Justin a card that had his office, home, and
cellular numbers on it.  Ryan was a computer technician, so he had his own
business cards.  Jim was a police officer, which I found interesting.   We
said our final good-byes and took off for the car.  They rest of the guys
were standing by the car waiting.

"You had to exchange phone numbers or what," Chris asked half-pissed off.

"Fuck off Chris," I replied climbing into the vehicle.  The ride home was
uneventful and boring.  JC dropped off the rest of the guys and was heading
home to our street.

"JC, I am sorry if you think that Justin and I got out of hand tonight.  I
don't see the big deal." I said as he drove.

"We, as celebrities, have to be careful about what we do in public.  We live
in a fish bowl you might say.  Everything we do is watched." JC said trying
to explain.

"That I know.  The thing is that there is a difference between being careful
what you do and letting the public tell you what to do." I said trying to
explain my position. " I see where you're coming from, but I don't think it
is right."

"It isn't, but that doesn't change the fact that we must be careful." JC
replied.

"I am tired of hiding my feeling, if the public hates the fact that I love
another man, that's their problem." Justin replied.

TBC  that's the end of this chapter.  There is more to come, so stay tuned.
Thanks for reading and have fun.  If you want to send me feedback, which I
really hope you do, send it to roczilla@hotmail.com