Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2002 15:30:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Author NM <author_nm@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kevin & Dustin Chapter 50

Warning: This story contains acts of a sexual nature between

Kevin Richardson and a partially fictional character. In no way

is this story real. The name has been changed of my character. It is not
meant to reflect on Kevin, Nick, or Brian of the Backstreet Boys.

If you are under 18, please leave, if homosexual acts offend you, I ask you
to leave. Or if it is illegal in your town, state, country, etc. I also ask
you to leave. If not, please enjoy my story.

Some other stories about the Backstreet Boys or N'SYNC you might like to
read are the following: My Night With Howie D. Brian & Justin, Just
Beginning, Angel's Wings, N'SYNC Love, Nick & Brian, Loving BSB, Boy Meets
BSB, Nick & Adam, Just-JC, Rob & Lance, Devon & Lance, Brian & Cody, Bad
Boy B-Rok, Bangin' B-Rok, Home, The One, Soul Mates, Nick & Justin, N'SYNC
Lance & JC, N'SYNC & The Vamps, The JC Chronicles, Beryl Saga, Battle for
the Dream Masters, Questions of Faith, Crash with Fame, Getting
Reacquainted, Separate Lives, Show Me the Meaning, Don't Wanna Lose, All
Grown Up, Escape, Choices, Whispers in the Night, Kevin & Justin, Josh and
Just, Southern Couple, Thieves, My Soul Mate JC, and many others.

Send all comments to my new e-mail address at author_nm@yahoo.com

Now just to remind you this story is completely fantasy and it is not meant
to be taken for reality. I do not know what the boys are currently doing or
where they are so this story will not be based on what they are actually
doing in the present.

Since I have depicted both Kevin and Brian as gay, I do hope you know that
this is a fantasy, and in no way true. Kevin and Brian are both married. So
I just want to wish them all the happiness in the world...they deserve it.

Kevin & Dustin Chapter 50 (The Final Chapter)

By: NM

Doctor Benton entered my hospital room holding my chart.  "Good news
Dustin," he smiled.  My parents stood but remained by my bedside as the
doctor took one final glance at the chart before setting it on the edge of
my bed.  "Your MRI came back fine.  As far as we can tell, your fall didn't
upset or aggravate your previous head injury."

"That's wonderful news. Thank you Doctor Benton," My father grinned shaking
his hand.

"Since Dustin is conscious and his MRI came back fine, I'm going to go
ahead and discharge him this afternoon," Doctor Benton reported.  "But if
you start to get any headaches, dizziness, things of that nature, then I
want you to come back, okay?" he explained.

"I will doctor, thank you," I grinned.  `I'm leaving the hospital!' I
screamed in my mind.  I was ready to leave.  I've spent too much time in
hospitals for my liking.

Doctor Benton picked up my chart.  "I'll be back to check on you before you
get discharged.  Until then, just get some rest."  Doctor Benton left the
room and continued to make his rounds.

"Dustin, do you need anything?" Andrea questioned hovering over her son.

"Nope, I'm good," I smiled up at her.

"Ok, well your father and I are going to go get something to eat from the
diner across the street. We'll be back in about ten minutes or so," She
said grabbing her purse from the floor.

"Mom, don't be silly.  Why don't you and Dad just eat there?" I asked.
"You heard Doctor Benton.  I'm fine.  Please, just eat there and take a
break," I requested.

"I won't be gone more than an hour," Andrea stated.

"Good," I smiled.  I pointed at the door and made a shoeing motion at them.
"Now go get food and let me get my rest," I laughed.  Andrea smiled and
left the room.

***

"Hey Dustin, how ya feelin'?" Alex asked as he entered my private hospital
room.

"Alex, I'm doing great!" I exclaimed.  "Doctor Benton said I could go home
today," I beamed.  "They're discharging me this afternoon."

"Dustin, that's wonderful news," Alex smiled and leaned over the bed giving
me a light hug.

Someone cleared their throat causing Alex to quickly release his hold on
me, and our eyes drifted over to the door.  "If this is a bad time..."
David trailed off.

"Nah," I waved my hand in the air. "Come on in."  David shrugged and walked
in and stood on my other side across from Alex.  "So, what brings the two
of you by?" I asked picking at the lint on the hospital blanket.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing," David explained.

"Me too," Alex agreed.  Alex was searching through his pockets.  "Plus, I
came to sign your casts," Alex smiled as he revealed a package of several
markers.  "Want one?" Alex offered the open package to David.  David
grabbed a marker and they both proceeded to sign and draw things on the
casts on my left leg and right arm.  "Wanna switch now?" Alex asked
satisfied with his drawings on my arm.

"Sure," David replied finishing up his sketch on my leg.

There was a knock on the door and it was pushed open revealing the other
four members of the Backstreet Boys.  "Hey guys," I waved to the group.
Howie and Nick were planted firmly between the two cousins.  Emotions were
running high, and it was obvious there was a large veil of tension in the
room.  David stepped back from the side of my bed and recapped his marker.
"Would you guys like to sign Dustin's casts?" David asked the group holding
his marker in front of them.

"I will," Nick replied taking the marker and signing my cast.  "Gosh, AJ,"
Nick laughed.  "Did you draw enough stuff on here?" Nick joked.

"No, but I figured I had to save room for you guys," Alex grinned.  One by
one the other guys all signed my casts except Kevin.  He remained sitting
in one of the chairs on the wall opposite my bed.  He watched silently as
all of us laughed and joked around.  After about another twenty minutes
Alex quieted the group down and ushered them out so I could get some more
rest, but promised they would all be back when I was discharged to take me
back to the hotel.  Kevin followed the group out but shut the door, leaving
the two of us in the room alone.

"You're staying?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah," a small smile crept onto his face then vanished as quickly as it
appeared.  "Do you want me to leave?"

"No," I answered quickly.  "You were just so quiet...I guess I thought you
didn't want to be here," I frowned.  The blanket was very interesting again
as I resumed picking at the lint and throwing it onto the white tiled
floor.

"I was being quiet because what I wanted to say is something private,"
Kevin revealed.  He sat on the bed and looked down at me.  His hand gripped
my own causing me to look up at him.  "Something that I wanted you to hear
without the others around," He added quietly.

"What did you wanna tell me?"

"That I'm sorry." Kevin whispered.  Kevin pulled me into his loving
embrace.  "Oh, God Dustin...I'm so sorry," Kevin sobbed.  He was shaking
uncontrollably.  My arms enclosed around his quivering body and I tried to
sooth and calm him down.  After a few minutes, he no longer shook as hard,
but was still visibly upset and continued to mumble apologies and beg for
my forgiveness.  "Can you please forgive me for what I've done?" Kevin
pleaded.

I was at a loss for words.  This same man not too long ago confessed that
he wasn't sure if he was still in love with me.  And now, here he is
begging and pleading for forgiveness.  Part of me wanted to just smile and
kiss his tears away and let things get back to normal, but other half of me
was holding back.  The damage had already been done by both of us.  Kevin
said before he wasn't sure if he still loved me.  Well, maybe I'm not sure
if I still want to be with Kevin.  It's weird, but coming out of a coma can
really alter your perception on your life.

Now I'd be lying if I said this change in my attitude about wanting to get
back together with Kevin had nothing to do with the fact that he said he
didn't know if he still loved me.  But part of me also feels a sense of
relief.  I was ready to commit the rest of my life to one person.  That's a
big step.  It's not that I don't feel Kevin is the right person.  Deep down
I know I love him, and I know I'd love to spend the rest of my life with
him.  The question is, is now the right time to make that commitment?

"D...Dustin, did you hear me?" Kevin asked bringing me out of my deep
thoughts.

"I'm sorry," I looked at him.  "What did you ask me?"

Kevin looked dismayed that I hadn't been paying attention to him.  "Can you
forgive me for what I've done?  For all the pain I caused you...caused us?"
Kevin asked tenderly.

"Hey Dustin, I..." Alex said as he opened the door without knocking.  He
was caught of guard with Kevin in the room, but quickly recoiled.  "What
the hell are you doing here?" he hissed at Kevin.  He didn't even give
Kevin the chance to answer before going off on him.  "Haven't you caused
Dustin enough heartache?  Can you spare him some white he's trying to
recover?" Alex raised his voice.

"Alex, its okay," I said stepping into the heated conversation.  "We were
just talking."

"What were the two of you talking about?" Alex asked.

"None of your damn business, Alex," Kevin shot back.

"Kev, calm down," I said grabbing his shoulder.  Kevin took a deep breath
and collected himself before apologizing to Alex and explaining to him that
he was here to apologize for everything that had happened.  He also
admitted that had we just talked this out when I told him what had been
going on between Brian and me, we could have avoided a lot of unnecessary
conflict.  After Kevin had finished Doctor Benton came in and released me.

***

"So, how does it feel to be out of the hospital?" Alex fell onto the couch
in his hotel suite.

"It feels great," I said sitting down carefully next to him.  "I'm so glad
to be out of there."  I let out a deep sigh and glanced over at Alex.

"Dustin, don't worry.  He still loves you," Alex gently rubbed his hand in
circles on my back.  "He's just a little confused with everything that's
happened, that's all."

"I'm not so sure anymore, Alex," I confided in him.  I scooted closer to
him and rested my head on his shoulder.  Alex wrapped his arm around
me. "He really doesn't know if he loves me anymore.  I could see it in his
eyes."  I was starting to get choked up.  "Even when he was apologizing, he
still wasn't sure.  I feel like I can't breathe, Alex," I started crying
again.

"Shhh, everything will be okay, Dustin.  I promise," Alex tried to reassure
me.  "He just needs time, you both do."

After about another hour of being consoled by Alex, the tears finally
stopped and I sat up, pulling my head off his tear-soaked shirt.  "I'm
leaving, Alex," I stood up and headed for the door.

"Yeah, maybe you should just go back to your room and get some rest," Alex
recommended as he walked me to the door.

"No," I contradicted.  "I'm leaving," I emphasized waving my hand in the
air in reference to the hotel and the tour.

"Dustin, no," Alex grabbed my arm.  "It would just make things worse if you
guys don't work things out. And now that he's apol..."

"I'm tired, Alex," I whispered.  "I'm tired of trying to make everything
right for everyone else.  I just need to get things right for me," I pried
Alex's hand off my arm and opened the door.  "I'm going home, then maybe
heading to L.A. with David like I planned."

"Dustin, if you leave it cou-" Alex began.

I quickly interrupted.  I knew where he was going with that thought.
"Alex, you know how I feel about him.  You know that I love him, and all of
you guys," I spoke.  "But I have to go.  I need to figure things out on my
own."

"Ok, you've obviously got your mind made up.  What's the point in my trying
to stop you?" Alex asked sarcastically. He stood from the couch and walked
over to the window.

"Look, I'd love to stay and for everything to be fine, but things aren't
okay," I tried to explain to his back.  "If I stayed, I think things
between Kev, Brian, and me would only get worse."  I saw understanding
creep onto Alex's face.  "I don't want to be the cause of such a huge rift
between you guys."

"I understand," Alex agreed turning to face me. "But I still wish you could
stay.  Just for a little bit. I like having you around," Alex said.

"I like it here, too," I nodded my head.  "And I love spending time with
you guys.  I consider all of you my best friends."

"You'll come and see us again, though, won't you?" Alex questioned with a
slight hesitation.

I hobbled over to where he leaned up against the windowsill.  "Alex, this
isn't goodbye," I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.  "This is just me going
away for awhile, to think things out and then go back to school," I
explained.  "Of course I want to see you guys again," I smiled.  "You're
all stuck with me for a long time."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Alex whispered.  Alex wrapped his arms
around me, hugging me close.  He placed a small kiss on my forehead.  "Call
me, whenever you need someone to talk to, okay?" Alex offered.

"I will, I promise."

"I guess you should go and start packing," Alex sighed.

"Yeah, I probably should," I stepped out of Alex's embrace and walked to
the door.  I opened it and stood in the hallway and stopped, my hand
keeping the door partially open to where I could still look in the room.
"Thank you for everything, Alex," I turned to face him.

"You're welcome bro," Alex responded.  I shut the door and proceeded down
the hallway to my room.  I had David move my things to another room on the
floor to make things less difficult for Kevin and me.

Inside, David was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels.
"Anything good on?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

"Not really," David sighed turning off the television casting the room into
blackness.  I could vaguely see him in the moonlight that was allowed in
through the drapes.

"When do you have to be back in L.A.?" I asked him.

"A few days. Why?" I could feel the couch shift under David's weight.  He
had turned to face me.

I sighed.  "I want to come with you."

"Are you sure?" David questioned.  "I mean, don't you want to fix things
with Kevin?" He asked sincerely.

"I think it would just be best if I left.  We...I need time away," I
explained.  "If I'll be in the way..."I started to trail off.

David placed his finger under my chin and lifted it up.  I could see his
face more clearly in the darkness now that my eyes had adjusted.  Even in
darkness his features were striking.  "I'd love to have you with me," David
whispered.

"Can I tell you something I didn't tell Kevin?" I asked.

"Of course."

"I applied to ULCA, and I was accepted," I whispered. David nodded, and
motioned for me to continue.  "I turned them down...turned a scholarship
down so I could go to school in Florida.  I think I'm gonna see if UCLA
will still let me go."

"Dustin, that would be great," Excitement was pouring off David's every
word as he spoke.  "I'd love to have you there.  You could even stay with
me, and qualify for in-state status on tuition and stuff," David suggested.

"Maybe, but I think I should probably just stick to a dorm for the first
year.  Learn to live on my own," I reasoned to him.

"If that's what you want," David relented.  "But if you change your mind, I
want you to know you'll always be welcome at my home," David offered.

"Thank you, David," I smiled.  "That's very kind."

"I'll call my travel agent first thing in the morning and book you a ticket
on my flight back," David said getting up from the couch.

"Thank you," I stood as well and stretched.  "I think I'm gonna head onto
bed," I said releasing a yawn.

"Me too," David said heading for the door.  "Good night, Dustin."

"Good night," I said as he left my room.  I stripped out of my clothes and
made my way to the bed without turning on the light again.  I crawled
underneath the covers and closed my eyes and fell asleep.

***

"Ok," David said hanging up the phone, "We're all set.  Tomorrow we fly out
of here at 11:30," David said.  "So, we should probably leave here by 9:00
or 9:30 at the latest," he suggested.

"Sounds good," I yelled from the bathroom.

"When are your parents leaving?" David asked from inside the living area of
the hotel room.

I stuck my head into the main room and glanced at the clock.  "They should
be leaving the hotel in a few minutes," I answered before sticking my
toothbrush back into my mouth.

"Are you going to go with them to the airport?" David was now standing in
the doorway of the bathroom so we wouldn't have to keep yelling our answers
to each other.

I nodded my head and spit out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth out.  "I
wanna go with them," I said turning off the light and ushering David back
into the room.

"If you like, I could drive you all to the airport in my rental car, then
you and I can head back or do stuff in the city since the guys are
preparing for their last concert here tonight," David suggested as he sat
down on the couch.

"I'd like to, but I need to talk to Kevin about things," I replied.
"Especially if I'm going to be leaving tomorrow," I added.

David nodded. "I understand." He sat down over on the sofa and looked up at
me.  "Do you wanna grab something to eat as we leave the airport?" He
asked.

"Yeah," I nodded in agreement, "That sounds good."

A knock on the door interrupted us.  I trudged over to the door and pulled
it open revealing my parents on the other side.  "We're heading for the
airport now," My dad explained.

"Are you coming with us, Dustin?" Andrea questioned.

"Sure am," I nodded slipping my shoe on.  "Is it ok if David drives us?" I
hobbled back over to the table and grabbed my wallet and put my watch on.

"That's fine," my dad answered.  "Dustin, didn't Doctor Benton tell you to
use the crutches?" My dad questioned.

"But Dad, I..."

"No buts Dustin," he interjected.  "If you want to get better, you have to
do what the doctor tells you."  Grudgingly I grabbed the crutches and used
them.  In truth, I did get around easier with them.  I just hated having to
rely on something to help me walk.

David stood and grabbed the car keys off the counter and walked toward the
door.  He shut the door behind me and we left the hotel on our way to the
airport.

***


"Thanks again for lunch," I let out a small yawn as I sank into the couch
in my hotel room, David not far behind me.

"My pleasure," he sighed as he sat down next to me.

"What time is it?" Another yawn escaped my mouth.

David moved his wrist and glanced down at his watch. "4:15," he answered.

I let out a deep sigh and sat up placing my head in my hands.  I rose from
the couch and headed for the door.  "I guess I'll go talk to Kevin."

"Do you want me to come along? For support?" David offered.

"No," I declined. "I really should do this on my own."

"I'm gonna go on back to my room if you wanna talk later," David offered.

"Thanks," I replied. I opened the door and headed down to Kevin's room.

I passed Mike and he nodded to me as a greeting.  "Good luck, kid." I heard
him whisper as he passed by.

I stood in front of the door to his room for what seemed like hours.
Glancing down at my watch I realized that only a few minutes had actually
passed.  Gathering all the courage I had, I knocked on the door.  I heard
some shuffling on the other side and then the lock being released and the
door slowly opened.  "Dustin," Kevin said in shock. "What are you doing
here?" He blinked his eyes several times.  His hair was sticking up every
which direction.  There were large dark circles under his eyes. He'd
obviously been having trouble sleeping.

"I came to talk to you," I answered with a small smile.  Kevin did nothing
except continue to stand there and stare at me.  "Kev, can I come in?"

Kevin whipped back to reality. "Ohh...yeah, sorry about that," he
apologized stepping aside and allowing me to enter our old room.

"Would you like something to drink?" He offered as he shut the door behind
me and ushered me toward the couch.

"No, thanks," I shook my head. "I'm fine."

"Ok," Kevin sat down next to me. "So, what did you wanna talk to me about?"
Kevin questioned.

"Kevin, there's something I need to tell you, but I don't think you're
gonna like it," I looked at him in the eyes.  I could already see the
wheels turning in his mind as he was trying to determine what I was going
to tell him.  "It's probably something I should have told you sooner, but I
didn't," I explained.

"You're not going to be with Brian, are you?" Kevin winced as he said the
name of his cousin.

"Kev," I sighed and scooted as close to him as possible. "No, I'm not gonna
be with Brian," I added.  My right arm wrapped around his waist and pulled
him to me.  He laid his head on my shoulder as he let out a breath he'd
been holding as he waited for my answer.  This is the first real physical
contact between the two of us since I explained to him what had happened
between Brian and me aside from a few brief moments in the hospital the
other day.  It felt so good to feel his body against mine.  Kevin turned
and laid on his back pulling me down with him.  My head fell onto his
chest, but I shifted my body and placed my head on his shoulder, nuzzling
his neck.  We laid there together not moving, not speaking.  Time had
paused for us.  I was thinking back on everything that had happened the
past few weeks, and I'm sure Kevin was doing the same.  Ever so delicately,
Kevin wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me close to his body.  I
could feel his heart beating against my chest as if it were my own.

Kevin parted his lips.  "I've missed you, D." His gentle voice pierced the
air.  He was lightly running his left hand along the small of my back,
while he moved his right hand to caress my face.

"I've missed you too," I whispered.

We continued to lay entwined around each other for several minutes until
Kevin broke the silence.  "So, what is it you have to tell me that I'm not
gonna like?" Kevin asked breaking the silence that had formed between us.

I was still in a daze and didn't hear him ask the question.  "I asked, what
you were gonna tell me that I wont like," He repeated himself for me.

"Oh, that," I sighed.  I sat up, causing Kevin to sit up with me as he
looked at me curiously.


"Kevin, I've come to a decision," I looked at him.  "I've decided that I
need to leave," I told him the truth.

"But you've only been here about an hour, and there's still so much more
we..." His statement trailed off as he looked at me.  He realized that I
didn't mean leave his room.  He understood that I meant leave the tour.
His face registered several different emotions.  First it was confusion,
then realization, followed by sorrow, resentment, pain, and finally demand.
"Why?" The question came out even more hateful then he probably intended.

"I just need some time away," I explained.  "To figure things out."

"What do you need to figure out that you can't here?" Kevin raised the
question.  "Don't you want to stay here, with me?"

"Kevin, of course I want to be with you," I spoke.

"Then stay," Kevin beseeched.  "We can work through this together," He had
grasped my hand and was clutching it lightly, but firm.

"It's not that easy, Kev," I whispered.  "So much stuff has happened.  I
just need some time for me right now," I struggled to explain.

Kevin still wasn't satisfied with my answer.  "Dustin, after all we've been
through together, you just wanna walk away?" Kevin asked.  "Well, I'm not
gonna let you," He pulled me close to him and started crying on my
shoulder.  Out of instinct, I wrapped my arms around him and held him close
to me.

"Kev, I've already made up my mind.  I'm leaving tomorrow," I revealed.

Kevin pulled his head from my neck; tears flowed from his eyes as he looked
up at me in sadness.  "Tomorrow?"  His lip quivered.  "That's not enough
time," He complained.  "Dustin, please...don't leave me like this," He
pleaded.  He grabbed my face and stared straight into my eyes.  "I love
you," He whispered.

"I love you, too," I replied just as quiet as him.

Kevin just couldn't seem to process everything that was happening.  "If you
love me, then why are you leaving me?" He asked.

"Kevin...I...Listen to me," I said grabbing his attention.  "I do love
you," I stated strongly.  "I've loved you for a long time, and I always
will love you." Kevin nodded as he listened to what I was saying.  "Our
relationship isn't ending, I promise.  I need a break...a chance to find
out about me," I tried to make him understand.  "I promise you that we will
be together again," I cupped him in my hands and pulled him close to me.  I
kissed Kevin gently and felt him return the kiss deeply.  Kevin dropped his
arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.  I ran my hands over
Kevin's back as Kevin kept our kiss moving.  Kevin's tongue arched its way
into my mouth and I gladly parted my lips accepting it.  Our tongues ran
over each other and continued to massage each other as our hands roamed
over each other's bodies.  I pulled back from Kevin, withdrawing my tongue
from his mouth.  Kevin let me sit up, and I stood and moved toward the
door.  Kevin said nothing.  He remained silent as I left his room and
walked down the empty hallway to my own room for the evening.

Once I got back to my room, I finished packing the last of my things.  Our
plane was leaving early and I was getting very tired so I finished packing
quickly before collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep.

***

The piercing ring of the phone woke me from my slumber.  "Hello," I yawned
into the receiver.

"Hey Dustin, you awake?" David asked cheerfully.

"I am now," I replied rubbing my eyes and shaking my head to wake up.

"Well, we've got about an hour before we need to leave?"  David spoke from
the other end.

"Okay," I replied lowly.

"Are you having second thoughts about leaving?" David asked in concern.

I took a minute to think about what he had just asked.  Of course I was
having second thoughts.  I didn't want to leave Kevin, or the tour.  I had
a remarkable opportunity to see parts of the world I've only read about.
"Of course I'm having second thoughts," I revealed.  "I love Kevin, and the
guys.  I love being here and spending time with them," I answered.

"I see," David said with a hint of pain in his voice.

"But, I'm still planning on being on that plane with you," I replied.

It was as if I could hear David smiling over the phone line.  "Ok, just be
ready in an hour," David quickly said.

"I will.  Bye," I said hanging up the phone.  I quickly took a shower and
cleaned up and dressed.  I gathered all my things together and checked the
clock.  `Still have thirty minutes,' I told myself.  I was just about to
pick up the phone when there was a knock at the door.  With a sigh I placed
the phone back down on the cradle and walked over to the door and opened
it.

"SURPRISE!" They all screamed except one.  I was taken back by the gesture,
but quickly ushered the five of them in.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked as Nick wheeled in a cart.

"Since its your last day, we put together a quick going away party," Howie
explained. "Yeah, with a complete, wholesome breakfast on your day of
travels," Nick interjected.

"Awww, guys, you didn't have to do all this," I smiled at their thoughtful
gesture.

We all took seats around the room as we ate breakfast while reminiscing
about times we spent together and laughing some of Alex and Nick's crazy
antics.  It seemed to end all to soon though as the bellhop arrived taking
my luggage down to the lobby.  The airport shuttle would be here shortly,
and I would soon be leaving.  The bellhop left leaving my backpack and
laptop at my request to carry those myself.  One by one all the guys gave
me warm, loving hugs wishing me a safe journey and praying that I come
back.

Alex was the last of the guys, with the exception of Kevin, to give me a
hug.  "You call me when you land in L.A. so I know you got there safely, ya
here?" Alex joked while trying to cover up his wet eyes.

"I promise," I whispered into his ear before ending our hug.  Alex followed
the rest of the guys out. I noticed him nod at Kevin before he shut the
door.

"He's ready," his deep voice said from behind me.

"Thank you," I answered without turning to face him.

With one last look around the hotel room, I looked and made sure I had
everything.  I grabbed my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder and
carried my laptop in my hands.

"Please don't go," the voice cracked as he gently placed his hand upon my
shoulder.

"I have to...I need to," I finally turned to look him in his eyes.  The
tears were streaming down his face.  His black hair was going in every
direction.  He'd had a rough night; there was no denying that.

"Kev, we talked about this...it's for the best."  Gently I lifted my hand
and cupped his face.  I stepped closer to him dropping my bags and wrapped
my other hand around his waist.

"But, you could stay...things could get better," Kevin pleaded.  He had
wrapped his hands around me and was holding me in his firm grasp.

"We both know that's not true," I said.  Now, tears had started to run down
my face as well.  This was hurting us both deeply.

"I love you," Kevin whispered.

"I love you." I whispered to him, just as soft.

Closing his eyes, Kevin slowly leaned towards me.  I shut my eyes and felt
his soft, moist lips connect with my own.  He parted my lips with his
tongue and explored my mouth for the final time.

After a moment I stopped our kiss and pulled myself from his grasp.  No
words were exchanged.  I turned around and slung my backpack over my
shoulder and grabbed my laptop case and started walking to the door.  The
squeak of the door hinge penetrated the room, breaking the silence.

"You're still my boy," Kevin turned to face me as I was leaving.

I stopped. Paused, and craned my neck to look in his direction.

"Always."

THE END


Yes, it's true.  I hate to say it, but this is the end of Kevin and Dustin.
However, just because this story is ending doesn't mean it's the end for
these two.  I've already got the first chapter outlined for the Kevin and
Dustin sequel, but as of yet it is untitled.  Does anyone have any
suggestions?

First, I just wanna thank everyone for reading my story, especially when it
took forever between some chapters.  Special thanks to David of Nifty for
being an awesome person and cool guy for us authors to talk to.

Thanks to CJ for helping me start this story way back and for being a kick
ass friend.  Thanks to JM for being an inspiration with his stories Brian
and Justin, Just Beginning, and Angel's Wings.  JM, you're an excellent
author, songwriter, and friend.  Thanks for everything!

My other story Two Different Worlds is posted on my website.

http://www.geocities.com/author_nm/

Also, Kevin and Dustin is posted there.  I will post the sequel on both my
site and on Nifty just as I have done with this story, but other stories
will be put only on my website.

I'll see you all soon, with the sequel.

Take care everyone!