Date: Thu, 28 Oct 1999 19:21:16 PDT
From: Chris L <piscesh2007@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kevin & Chris 23-25

Kevin & Chris Part 7: Chapters 23-25

Legal Note: Don't read this if your under 18 years of age or whatever age
is legal in your area. The following story is FICTION and shouldn't be
taken like it's real or anything.

It's not real. I'm not saying the boys are gay or that they act the way I
portray them.  Anything that is licensed is so and I am not an affiliate of
the places mentioned below.

Chapter 23

     I woke up the next morning wrapped up securely in Kevin's arms. They
felt so safe and warm. He had taken off my shirt sometime last night, and
had his hands on my stomach. I could feel his breath blowing over my
shoulder, and his chest pressing against my back. I glanced over at the
bedside clock and it was early, seven to be exact. I felt Kevin shift
slightly in the bed, and rested my head back on the pillow, trying not to
wake him up.

     "What time is it?" I heard him half whisper and half groan.

     "It's early, go back to sleep." I whispered to him. I felt myself
being held tighter, and Kevin turned me around so that I faced him.

     "I don't want to." He smiled.

     "Why not?" I asked, confused.

     "Well, how about we take care of this first?" He said, and put my hand
on his hard cock.

     "Umm, maybe later." I said as I began to stroke him, sticking my hand
into the opening in his boxers. He began to groan, and I pulled my hand
out. "You are way to horny in the morning." I laughed, and got out of bed.

     "Hey!" Kevin said surprisingly. "Baby, why'd you stop?"

     "I have to work today." I explained.

     "Call in sick." He offered.

     "To do what?"

     "To spend all day with me?" He suggested.

     "Well, someone once told me that I couldn't call in sick because I
don't work enough.  So calling in sick is out of the picture. Sorry Kev." I
said with fake sadness in my voice.  "Maybe later, after the guys do their
Rosie thing."

     He reluctantly lay back on the bed and though for a minute while I
brushed my teeth.

     "You could always take me along, you know, so we could spend time
together while you work." He said.

     "I was intending to take you along." I said.

     "Can we stop at your parent's for dinner again?" He asked. I realized
that I didn't tell mom and dad that I wasn't in Florida with the guys. I
also didn't tell Kevin that I wasn't exactly on good terms with them at the
moment.

     "You want to go the my parent's?"

     "Yeah, I want to talk to your dad about some business stuff, and I
like Maria's cooking. It's like my mom's." He said.

     "Well, I guess we could." I said hesitantly. "Call later."

     "Maybe I can catch a shower with you before we go." He said as he
bolted out of the bed, joining me in the bathroom, and somehow losing his
boxers somewhere on the way.  He came up behind me and started to kiss my
neck and shoulders. I gasped at the sudden wave of pleasure that hit my
body. His hands made their way to the drawstring of my flannel pants and he
yanked them off of me. His hard-on was pressing against me through the
fabric of my boxers. His kissing continued as he pulled my boxers down.

     "Kevin, I said no." I said, trying to be stern, but the tone of my
voice said otherwise.  The sternness was replaced my lust as he began to
tongue my new earring, and pulling my boxers down. A smile came to Kevin's
face as I turned my head around and met his lips with my own. I shifted my
entire body around and wrapped arms around his neck, feeling his mussed
hair and broad shoulders. He pushed me back so that I was half-sitting on
the sink basin and kissed me with more passion. I moved my hand to his hard
cock, and ran my fingers over the shaft, from the head to the base and back
up again. He groaned in our kiss and held me tighter.

     "You guys up?!" We heard from outside the door. My head shot to the
side, hoping that Kevin locked the door last night. It was Justin.

     "Ignore him." Kevin whispered. I shook my head, rolling my eyes at
him. "Yeah, Just, um...let me wash up and I'll be right there." I said.

     "Actually, Kev has a phone call." He said from the door. Kevin
released me and grabbed his boxers from the ground. "I'll be right back."
He said, flashing me a smile. I nodded and stepped into the shower stall.

     In the bedroom, Kevin picked up the phone. "Hello?"

     "I thought you'd be with Chris." Kevin heard Brian chuckle. "Anyway,
you have to get down here as soon as you can."

     "We'll both be there in a few days. He has work to do with 'N Sync."
Kevin answered.

     "That's not good enough, Kev. You gotta be here by the day after
tomorrow." Brian stated flatly.

     "I'll take it up with Chris, and if it doesn't work out, expect to see
me back when 'N Sync joins the tour."

     "Kevin, you need to listen to me, that's not a choice. You shouldn't
be there to begin with. You just ran out on us, you're missing rehearsals
today, and probably tomorrow, so that makes it two-wasted dance rehearsals
and two wasted vocal rehearsals. You know how A.J. has his spacing problems
and how important the bass vocals are..."

     "Brian, stop. You're not going to change anything. I have my own mind,
and I'm going to spend time with Chris like we should have been doing
anyway. Shut your trap now, because I said I'm coming back with Chris and
that's what I'm going to do. That's final."  Kevin said before he hung up
the phone. He glanced at the phone and pressed the speed dial for Chris'
parent's house. He brought the receiver to his ear and heard nothing but a
busy signal.

     I walked into the bedroom and sat down next to him on the bed. "You
ok? You look sort of...bummed."

     "I'm fine." Kevin interrupted. He pulled me into his arms again, those
strong protective arms, and rested his chin on my shoulder. "I'm going to
get that shower now, you get dressed, and we'll get to wherever you need to
go to." He gave me a small kiss and walked into the bathroom. 'That was
weird.' I thought. I had this feeling that something wasn't right, but I
shrugged it off. After I got dressed, I went downstairs to grab some
food. There was nobody in the kitchen, but I heard some noise coming from
the family room, so I guessed that the guys were all in there. After
slicing two bagels and popping them in the toaster, poured a glass of milk
and started to sip it. I was tired, although I had just woken up. I climbed
onto one of the stools and crossed my arms on the table. I lay my head down
on them and sat there like that for a few moments.

     "Looks like Kevin wore you out last night, buddy." Joey said as he
patted on my shoulder. I looked up from my impromptu nap and glanced at the
clock, it had been only a few minutes.

     "That's none of your business, Joey." Kevin said as he walked into the
room, wearing a tight black wife beater and some loose jeans. I shook the
sleep out of my head and sat up in my chair. Kevin walked over to the
toaster, "This for me?" He asked, holding up the bagel.

     "Yeah, cheese is in the fridge, top drawer on the door." I said. Kevin
grabbed the cream cheese and set it all down on the kitchen counter.

     "You get any crap from Brian earlier?" Justin asked.

     "Why would you think that?" Kevin answered.

     "He sounded pissed." Justin answered. Kevin handed me half of a bagel
and I quietly nibbled on it while the two were talking.

     "He's been like that lately. Just let it go, nothing's wrong." Kevin
said. Justin agreed and walked back to join the others.

     "We gotta go to Rosie now Chris!" I heard Lance yell from the family
room.

     "You guys go ahead, I'll be there a little later." I yelled
back. "Kev, is everything really ok?" I asked him quietly.

     "Well, Brian says that I have to be back in Orlando for some spot
vocal and dance rehearsals. They aren't important. You are." He said as he
hugged me from behind. He scooted onto the stool, and I sat on his lap. His
feel reached the ground, so we had some leverage. We heard the guys leave
and I settled into Kevin a little.

     "I have to go in about half an hour." I said.

     "Well, I'm ready, so we can leave whenever." Kevin said before popping
the rest of his bagel into his mouth. "Are you going to feed the dog?" He
asked.

     "That's a good idea," I said. "But then I'd have to get up and I don't
want to do that right now."

     "Wait until you get on the bus, you'll be begging to get up and move
around." Kevin laughed. I slowly got up and grabbed the silver bowl that
Kevin had just given Bailey yesterday. I filled it up with the dog food and
put it down on the floor of the kitchen.  Bailey immediately flashed into
the room and began to eat.

     "We should get going now." Kevin said.

     "Yeah, we should." I said. Kevin grabbed the keys and we went out to
the car.

     "Maybe we should finish our business later in that meditation room,
eh? We never really finished last time." Kevin laughed.

     "You wish, we're going to be really busy today."

     "Doing what?" He asked, moving his hand from the transmission to my
lap.

     "Well, OK, maybe." I said. We both laughed and arrived at the Rosie
studios. After choosing the clothes, Kevin and I sat down in the lobby of
the dressing room. The room was a large room with six other rooms coming
off of it, each a small changing room.

     "You know that there's an extra room over there." Kevin said, pointing
over to a room on the left.

     "Yeah, so?" I joked. Kevin stood up and picked me up. I kicked for a
little and then stopped, never realizing how safe it felt being in Kevin's
arms. We walked into the room and Kevin shut the door, there was no lock,
but we could manage. We immediately locked lips and my hands instinctively
shot down the front of Kevin's pants. He moaned in our kiss and held me
tighter, his hands running under my shirt, kneading the muscles in my
back. I massaged Kevin's rapidly hardening bone and ran my free hand over
his ripped abs. Kevin's pants fell to his ankles and soon after his boxers
followed. Kevin pulled my shirt over my head and I began to tongue his
neck. My hand rubbed harder over his now hard cock, rubbing the pre-cum
over his swollen head. Kevin moaned and hissed as my hands ran over him. I
fell to my knees and looked up at Kevin with lust in my eyes. He took his
wife beater off and tiled his head back in anticipation. I ran my tongue
over his piss slit once, eliciting a loud hiss from Kevin.

     "Chris?" We heard Lance say from outside, there was a confused tone in
his voice. My head shot up to look at Kevin, who had a panicked look on his
usually passive face. He yanked up his pants and I grabbed my shirt. I
pushed my way out of the room.

     "Yeah?" I panted, smoothing my shirt.

     "Um...I was just wondering what pants went better with this shirt?" He
said holding up the pants the pants that he had to choose from. I made a
mental note not to give Lance a choice next time. I pointed to the dark
khakis and he nodded. "I thought so too." He said before walking back into
his dressing room. I slowly walked over to the room Kevin was in. He was
respectively dressed again.

     "This gets really irritating after the first time." Kevin sighed. I
pulled him out of the confining room and slipped on the little rug that was
on the floor. We landed conveniently on the sofa, Kevin on top of me.

     "Was this planned?" He joked. I shook my head and pulled him down to
me, he groaned in approval and repositioned his body so that all his weight
wasn't on me and we kissed each other more passionately. We didn't even try
going any further than that, knowing what would happen if we did.

     "Yeah baby! Get some!" We heard Joey say. I opened my eyes and saw the
guys looming over Kevin and I.

     "Your one-liners were never funny, Joe." I sighed. Kevin slowly got
off of me, obviously lingering. "There's nothing to see here, guys,
shouldn't you get going now?"

     "Sure, we're going." Justin snickered as they walked out of the room.

     "I wanna go now." I whined.

     "Stop that. How about we go to your parent's house now, it's already
past lunch." We both walked out of the building. We grabbed a quick lunch
at some fast food place before driving to my parent's house.

Chapter 24

     We got to my parent's house in about a half-hour, and I noticed that
the gate was already open. As we neared the gate, I noticed that the front
door was open, too. Kevin and I walked into the house, and rushed to find
my mother.

     "Mom, is there something wrong?" I asked. Kevin and I looked around
the room, confused.

     "Your father..." She cried softly.

     "Mom, calm down, is there something wrong with dad?" I asked
concerned.

     "Your father had a stroke yesterday, Christopher." She said
slowly. "He was at he hospital and he had another one. The second one hit
him hard, and he died this morning."  I shook my head, this couldn't be
happening. My dad wasn't old; he was in his prime. I shook with fear and
disbelief. Kevin came over and held my hand. "We would have called, but I
thought you were in Florida." Kevin held me now, slowly rocking back and
forth. I cried softly onto his chest, and he patted my back.

     "Where's Maria?" I asked. "Does she know?"

     "Yes, she does." My mom sighed. "She's running some personal errands,
and she'll be back for dinner."

     "Is she ok?"

     "She's not fine, but she's doing better than I am."

     "Well, I'd react the same way in your position, Elizabeth." Kevin
said. "My dad dies when I was about Chris's age." I looked up into Kevin's
eyes, and his face was twisted with concern and tears were collecting in
his eyes. After a few minutes, Kevin called Holly and told her we'd spend
the night at the house. She was on her way to spend the night too. Kevin
and I were in no condition to drive home at this ungodly hour of grief.
Maria came home and started dinner, and we sat in the kitchen watching her
and mom cook. Holly burst into the kitchen, and we could all tell she ran
every step of the way.

     "Liz, are you OK?" She asked. "Do you need any help? Shouldn't you be
making some funeral plans?"

     "Holly sit down. Everything is taken care of, and all we need you to
do is relax." My mom said. She obeyed and sat down next to Kevin and I,
dropping the bag she was holding on the floor next to her. When dinner was
ready, we all sat down in the dining room and talked for what seemed like
hours. Even after the food was gone, we sat and talked, reminisced, about
my dad, Kevin wasn't even being sincere, he absorbed every word, and held
my hand the entire time. Afterwards, everyone retired to their rooms, and I
lead Kevin to my old room.

     "Hey Chris, if you don't want to come on tour now, I'd understand."
Kevin whispered as we sat on my bed together.

     I shook my head. "I need to go now more than ever. I need to get away
from everything, Kevin, I have to get away, everything here reminds me of
him, and I can't take all the stuff that's happening inside." I
cried. Kevin held me tighter, his very being consoling me, and I could hear
his soft sobbing as I buried my head into his chest.  "Kevin, I didn't even
get to say goodbye."

     "You know, I wished that this would never happen to anyone after it
happened to me.  My dad died, and I prayed that nobody would have to go
through the pain that I went through, but here it is, happening to the
person that I love the most." Kevin said. We sat there doing more talking;
it was the only thing that we could do. We compared stories about our
fathers, our childhood's, and everything that came to mind. After a while,
I grabbed the bag that Holly brought and pulled out my Mickey, it seemed
more special than ever now, being the first memory of my family, my now
incomplete family, and it brought me back to tears.

     The next morning we drove back home in complete silence, and I didn't
go to work, but I arranged for the clothes over the phone, so I was still
sort of doing my job. It went that way for the next two days, staying home
with Kevin and going to legal meetings about the will. Everything was left
to me except enough to keep Maria stable for the rest of her life, and some
things for Holly, 'practically my daughter,' it said. All of my inheritance
would actually be mine when I turned twenty-one, in two years, until then,
my mom was supposed to keep it secure. These meeting bored me, and every
time I got home to Kevin afterwards, we'd both go for a walk, or a swim,
simple things that kept our minds off the sad events of the past few days.

     The day had come where I would actually be leaving to Florida with the
guys and Christina, who were being very supportive, with them around I
always had a shoulder to lean on. After calling my mother and saying
goodbye to Holly and Bailey, we hopped into an airport shuttle and were on
our way. We got on the plane and were in the air cruising, just starting
the long flight.

     "You sure you're okay about all of this?" Kevin asked me.

     "As long as I'm here with you, I don't think anything else could be as
bad as what happened back at home." I said. Kevin smiled and pulled my head
onto his shoulder.

     "I'll always be here for you baby, no matter what." He gave me a small
kiss on the forehead before the flight attendants started coming around. We
had our short lunch, and then I decided to talk with Justin and
Christina. He was sitting a little ways down the cabin. I sat beside him,
and saw that he was playing cards, Uno, with a little girl, I guessed
around six or seven years old.

     "Hey Justin, who's this beautiful little girl that you're playing
cards with here?" I said.  The little girl blushed, and gave a smile that
could cheer up anybody's heart.

     "This lovely young lady is Lilly, and she's challenged me and
Christina to a game of Uno, do you want to join?" Justin said with a slight
look of pleading in his eyes.

     "Sure, but where's Christina?" I asked.

     "She's in the potty." Lilly said, laughing a little. We all giggled a
little and waited for Christina to get back. She did, after a few minutes,
and sat down in her seat.

     "Everything going ok, Chris?" She asked.

     "Yeah, but if everyone keeps asking, I think I'll have a breakdown." I
said as I rolled my eyes. Lilly gave us all a look of shock.

     "Chris can't have a breakdown! That's bad!" She said seriously. I gave
her a comforting look, and she seemed to calm down.

     "Lilly, I'll be fine, let's just get to playing."

     She agreed and Justin dealt the cards. We played for a while, Lilly
beating us almost every time. J.C. walked by, and knelt down in the aisle
next to us.

     "Chris, how's it holding up?" He asked.

     "Stop asking him that! He's going to have a breakdown!" Lilly said
loudly. We all gave her surprised looks, and she gave us a blank
stare. "That's what he said, isn't it?"

     "Yeah, that's what I said, Lilly, and thanks for looking out for me,
but I don't think that I'll really have a breakdown. I have someone that
loves me very much and wont let that happen." I explained to her.

     "Someone like your daddy?" She asked innocently. I froze, and
Christina shook me back to reality.

     "Chris has someone that loves him just as much as a daddy." Christina
explained.

     "My daddy died a few days ago." I said to Lilly, a tear falling down
my face. "He can't take care of me anymore."

     Lilly walked over and gave me a hug. "Don't cry, Chris. My mommy told
me that when my grandma died, she was still here, just that we couldn't see
her or hear her or smell her. She was watching us, and helping is even
though she wasn't here. And mommy said that grandma will always love me,
even though she isn't here with me."

      I couldn't help but smile, her words had an innocent truth. "You
know, you're really smart for a little girl."

     "I'm not a little girl! I'm turning seven in a week!" She said as she
held up seven fingers.

     "Well happy birthday Lilly." Justin said. Christina and I both said
happy birthday. Just then the announcement for the landing in Washington DC
was announced. We all had to get into our seats, and I took my seat next to
Kevin, who was asleep. We landed, and Kevin woke up with a jump as the
plane touched ground.

     "Are we there?" He asked, tired.

     "No, Kev, go back to sleep. We're in DC." He nodded and went back to
sleep. After the new passengers boarded and we took off again, I decided to
join Kevin and pulled Mickey out of my backpack, which was underneath the
seat in front of mine. I held him tight and was asleep beside Kevin in a
few minutes.

     I felt someone lifting me up, and I began to stir, "Shhhh, go back to
sleep, baby, were here." Kevin said as he lifted me up. He held me like a
baby, one arm supporting my legs at the knees and the other arm supporting
me by the shoulders. I settled into my new position and snuggled in, trying
to hide my eyes away from the light. I hid my face in Kevin's chest and
went back to sleep.

     I woke up with a start, because Kevin was straddling me, leaning over,
ready for a kiss. He pushed my head up and we kissed, our tongues entwining
and my hands running over his sculpted chest.

     "Mmmm, baby, you are so good to me." I heard him mumble into our
kiss. I reached to take his shirt off, and he broke our kiss for a split
second to get it off. I panted and he looked into my eyes, prying to see
something.

     "Kevvy, are we going to finish?" I asked him. "Or is there an
interruption waiting behind that door?" I continued rubbing his chest, how
did he get so built with just one workout a week? I moved my lips to his
neck and started to nibble and kiss it.

     "We really should stop, we're...oh...going to the...yeah
baby...restaurant...A.J.'s..." He groaned. I stopped and Kevin wrapped his
arms around me and pulled me into a sitting position.

     "How long was I asleep?" I asked him.

     "Chris, I carried you out of the airport, into a car, and you were
still asleep. You slept through the ride and I carried you into the house,
my house. You slept for about six hours." He smiled. "This week's been hard
on you, I'm not surprised, but from what I've heard, you won't be having a
breakdown any time soon."

     "You met Lilly?"

     "No, but I heard about her, and how she saved your sanity. Remind me
to thank her one-day. By the way, I called your doctor about how you're
always tired, and she told me that you were due for a check up, so, getting
to my point, you have an appointment today in half an hour."

     "Thanks. Sometimes, I think that you're a little too concerned about
me."

     "I'm supposed to be, now get showered and dressed." He said before
giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

     In fifteen minutes, we were in his 4-Runner on the way to his doctor,
and for the time being, my doctor. We arrived after the short ride and
walked into the waiting room.

     "Christopher Thompson, please head over to room number 7, Dr. Skinner
will be with you shortly." The receptionist said monotonously.

     "Let's go." Kevin said chipperly and pulled me into the room. I sat
down on the examination table and waited for the doctor to come in. After
Kevin reassured me that this was the nicest woman in the world after his
mother, she came in.

     "Hi Doctor Skinner." Kevin said. "How have you been?"

     "I've been fine, Mr. Richardson, and you?" She said, looking over her
thin rimmed glasses.

     "Well, I've been fine, but my friend Chris here, I can't say the same
for."

     "Hi." I said. "I'm Chris, um...Thompson."

     "Well, that's what the form says." She smiled. "So what's wrong, where
does it hurt?"

     "Nowhere, I'm just here for a checkup." I said. She nodded and went on
with the usual examination, with all the stethoscopes, popsicle sticks, and
that thing that looks into your ear. She hit my knee with that rubber
hammer, and said "Hmmm" a lot. Kevin was flipping through a magazine and
not really paying attention.

     "Well Chris, I'm happy to say that you're fine, except I think you
have something, and we need a blood test to find out. So head over to the
lab and we'll test some blood, we'll tell you in a few minutes." She said
as she marked things down in her file. I shook her hand and Kevin opened
the door.

     "Hope to see you soon." I said.

     "Not many people say that, but I hope to see you too." She laughed.

     "See, she wasn't so bad, was she?" Kevin said as we walked down the
hall to the lab.

     "No she wasn't." I agreed. We walked to the lab, I had some blood
drawn, no big deal, and then we sat in the waiting room for the
results. "What do you think the tests are going to say." I asked Kevin.

     "You have nothing to worry about, STD's are out of the picture, and
it's probably just nothing." He assured me.

     "I hope so." I sighed.

     "Chris?" I heard Dr. Skinner say from the door. "My office please, you
can come too, Kevin." We walked in and I took a seat in one of the leather
chairs. She had more degrees and certificates hanging on the wall than any
doctor that I've ever been to. She flipped through the test results and
looked up at Kevin and I.

     "May I ask this, it's a personal question, but is there something
going on here?" She said as she pointed at us.

     Kevin nodded, "We're seeing each other."

     Dr. Skinner nodded. "Best of luck to you." She said.

     "Oh, we don't need luck." Kevin said as he grasped my hand.

     "On to business." The doctor said. She folded her hands on the desk
and looked at us.  "It seems that my suspicions were right, and I'm afraid
that the fatigue that Mr.  Thompson has been experiencing is due to an
advanced stage of anemia. This is nothing serious if he changes his diet,
or takes supplements, which are readily available."

     We both took a sigh of relief. "So what exactly is it that I have?" I
asked.

     "A low red-blood cell count, and an iron deficiency." She said, "I'm
giving you these iron supplements, and I want you to add more red meat to
your diet, this should alleviate some of the fatigue, and you'll feel more
like your old self again."

     "Thank you doctor." I said as I took the bottle from her. Kevin and I
shook her hand again and we walked out of her office.

     The bright sunlight his us both suddenly, and we walked back over to
the car. "Where are we going now?" I asked.

     "A.J.'s, but how about we catch a snack first?"

     "Fine with me." I said, I leaned over for a kiss, and Kevin gladly
gave me one, I felt his fingers running the length of my jaw, and I brought
my hand to the back of his head, urging, wanting the kiss to go
further. Kevin pulled away, and started the engine.

     "You are too good of a kisser." He chuckled. "I can never get enough
of you." I smiled, and we went off to the closest Starbucks. We stopped in,
and he ordered a hot chocolate and a green tea for me. He handed me the
vitamins and I popped one in my mouth. "I'll make sure you take these. It
says twice a day." I nodded, knowing that he was looking out for me made me
feel all warm inside, or maybe it was the warm tea, but whatever it was, I
liked the feeling. After grabbing a scone and a cookie, we hopped back in
the car and went over to A.J.'s house. When we got over there, all of the
guys were there, except for Nick and Joey. Kevin and I took a seat on the
leopard print couch and waited for the last two stragglers to arrive.

     "Chris, I heard about your father, and I'm sorry." Brian said after he
sat down next to Kevin and I. "If I can do anything, talk or if you need
someone while Kevin's busy, just ask."

     I nodded, "Thanks Bri, I appreciate it." He patted me on the
back. Nick walked into the room, and Joey did shortly after.

     "So we're all her now." Howie said. "Let's get this started. We are in
charge of everything that doesn't actually have to do with the venues, like
room arrangements both at hotels and on the bus, some public appearances,
and transportation. So we're going to start with the room arrangements."

     "I got Lance." Justin said. Lance nodded. The others paired off, but
there was an odd guy out, since I was sharing with Kevin, so A.J. got his
own room, which he didn't have a problem with.

     "And we all get our own bunks on the bus, except you, Chris, you are
going to have to bunk with the band, or another one of us will." Howie said
as he wrote the room arrangements on his forms.

     "D, he's bunking with me, did you even have to ask?" Kevin said.

     "Kev, I know you two are all touchy touchy now, but you've been in
those bunks before, they're small." Howie tried to explain.

     "We'll manage." Kevin said. "Don't worry about it." Kevin pulled me
onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. The meeting went on for
another hour or so, with petty arguments occurring after almost every issue
was brought up. Kevin and I stayed for a little after all the others left.

     "A.J., you want to go do something with us tonight?" Kevin asked him.

     "Nah, I don't want to be the spare tire with you two, you don't need
me to come along." A.J. said. "I'll manage with a rental movie or
something."

     "Suit yourself." Kevin said.

     "I'll come!" We heard Justin say from the doorway. "If you don't mind
or anything."

     "You can come, no problem." Kevin said.

     "What exactly are we doing?" I asked Kevin.

     "I don't know, nothing big, maybe dinner and bowling or miniature
golf." Kevin smiled.

     "You are so cute." I said before giving him a kiss on the
cheek. "Let's get going."  Justin told the others that he wasn't going home
right away. The three of us hopped into Kevin's car and went to an Outback
Steakhouse.

     "A little heavy, isn't it?" I asked Kevin.

     "You need the protein." Kevin joked. "You heard what the doctor said."
I nodded and we walked inside. The waitress seated us, and I opened the
menu.

     "What are you in the mood for?" Justin asked us.

     "Steaks for both of us." Kevin responded promptly. I didn't even have
time to respond as the waitress jotted everything down. Justin smiled,
"I'll have the chicken."

     "Will those steaks be rare, medium, or well done?" She asked, looking
up from her pad.

     "Medium, both of 'em." Kevin said.

     "Anything to drink tonight?" She asked, looking more closely at Kevin
and Justin.

     "I'll have some root beer." I said, finally getting a word into the
conversation.

     "Sounds good." Justin said. "Make that a round for the whole table."

     The waitress lingered at the table for a second or two, and left. "Why
was she looking at you two so long?" I asked. "Why didn't she just go out
and ask for your autographs or whatever right away?"

     "Because she wasn't sure." Justin answered. "When you're alone, it's
not so easy to spot you, but when you're with the guys, they come in
hordes."

     "And especially because he was with me, why would Justin from 'N Sync
hang out with Kevin from the Backstreet Boys?" Kevin said. "I feel sorry
for her, she must be so confused." We all laughed and she brought out the
drinks and the salad. Dinner went smoothly.

     "I'll take the check." Kevin said. I was going to take it away from
him, but decided against it, I didn't want to make a scene over something
as trivial as the check. So he pulled out his credit card, and that's when
I grabbed it.

     "Chris, don't even get me started." Kevin glared.

     "Sure, Mr. Richardson." I said as I shoved the credit card in his
face. "Does this make them notice you?" He rolled his eyes, and let me
pay. Justin was laughing under his breath, and shaking his head.

     "A.J. missed out, you two are hilarious." Justin chuckled. We left the
restaurant, and got back in Kevin's car. "Where off to now, skipper."
Justin said.

     "Either bowling or mini golf, you choose." Kevin said. We backed out
of the parking lot.

     "Let's go bowling, I saw that special you did, and you stunk." Justin
said.

     "Hey, he was pretty good, almost won, Kev got a couple of strikes as I
recall." I said.  He smiled and drove us to the bowling alley. After two
rounds of bowling, we were tired, and our feet hurt from those cheesy
bowling shoes. We left, and dropped Justin off.

     "I had fun tonight." Justin said. "I hope we do that a lot while we're
on tour."

     "I'll make sure that Kevin gets out once in a while." I promised
him. He walked up the path to the door and waved. Kevin and I waved back
and we drove back home.

     "Did you have a good time tonight?" Kevin asked me as we settled into
the couch.

     "As long as I'm with you, I'm always happy." I whispered, and
straddled him. We were facing each other, my knees on the couch and Kevin
in a sitting position. I pulled his face to my own, and planted a deep kiss
onto his thin lips. I ran my hands over his face, getting reacquainted with
his features. My curious fingers revisited his dark brows, deep-set eyes,
and strong cheekbones. He reached behind me and pulled off my shirt. I did
the same to him, and moved my hands from his face to his chest, the chest
that I admired to frequently. Kevin's couch was hard, completely made out
of wood with cushions on top. I pulled his fly open and his cock was
sticking out of his boxers, ready and willing for action. Kevin groaned as
I ran my hands over his rod, while kissing his neck and the hollow of his
shoulder. He reached into my pants and I felt them, along with my boxers,
lower to my knees. I kicked them completely off and I yanked Kevin's off
too. Returning my hands to his cock, I wrapped my hand around it, feeling
it quiver with my touch, and began to jerk on it. Kevin moaned louder now,
and I felt his fingers caressing my hole. I jerked faster, and brought my
lips back to his. He slowly stuck entered one of his fingers into me, and I
let out a desperate groan, wanting more. With one long tug, I felt Kevin
shoot into my fist, some cum drooling out between my fingers and dripping
onto his abs. I licked up what was on my fingers and began rubbing his cock
again, bringing it back to full hardness. Kevin pulled his finger out of
me, and I was ready for him, ready for what we had been missing for the
past week.

     "Baby, are you ready?" He asked. I gave him a light kiss, "For you?
Always." I whispered. He smiled and put his cock head at my entrance. I
slowly lowered myself down, as Kevin was thrusting upwards, and I felt him
penetrate. His thick cock opening me up, stretching me to the breaking
point, but he was so gentle and caring, I felt nothing but pure bliss the
whole time. I relaxed enough for his entire cock to rest inside, and he
began to thrust slowly, letting me get readjusted to the amazing length of
his cock. I raised and lowered myself to meet his thrusts, and we picked up
speed.

     "Kevin, please, I need more..." I panted. He flipped us over, and
thrust into me like he never did before, with all of his strength. I
groaned as the pleasure reached unimaginable levels in my body. My hands
wrapped around his neck, and pulled him down for a deep kiss, and I felt
his tongue running against my own. He was thrusting savagely into me now,
and I couldn't believe how good it felt. It was a different kind of
pleasure, different from when we took our time and did it nice and
slow. His chest was heaving against mine, his sweat dripping onto my body,
and his abs rubbing repeatedly over my dripping cock. Without warning, my
cock shot is load over our sweating chests, Kevin kept his thrusting
strong, and as I came, I held him tighter, he was pounding so hard, my head
hit the side of the wooden couch, but I was in such unbelievable bliss that
I felt nothing but Kevin, his hot cock running inside of me, his hot cum as
it shot out, coating my hole with his essence. He moaned and his thrusting
slowed, tired and sweaty, he looked up at me.

     "Chris...baby...oh god it's never been like that before." He
whispered. I nodded, it was all I could do, words wouldn't form, my body
was racked with waves of pleasure, and we fell asleep, still connected.

***Author's Note: Well sorry for taking an entire month to get this our,
school has been really busy, and there have been some family problems. I'd
like to thank those people who email me about the story, and Lauren, who
talked to me that one night. I can't thank her enough. Read her story
"Lucky Me." Keep the mail coming (bsb-story@usa.net), I'll try to get the
next one out earlier. Always, CL.