Date: Mon, 14 Jun 1999 22:53:16 GMT
From: Chuck Moors <stang32@hotmail.com>
Subject: KEVIN & JORDAN 7-8 (celeb)

Legal Disclaimer: This story is a total and complete work of fiction.  It
is nothing but a fantasy I have.  It is not intended to imply anything
about the sexuality of any of the people written about.  In particular
Kevin Richardson or Howie D. of the Backstreet Boys, or any other
celebrities mentioned.  If homosexual acts between 2 males disturbs you or
if you are under 18 or this material is illegal in your city, state, or
country then you need to leave.

*****AUTHORS NOTES***** I'm sorry it took so long to get this part out, but
I've had company from out of town, and haven't had much time to write. I
know that there hasn't been any sex yet, but I want them to get to know
each other before they jump in the sack. So just be patient, it will
happen.  And as I said in the last chapter, be on the look out for a big
surprise in Chapter 10.  Also, this will be the last part that comes out
with 2 chapters until after #10.  The next two chapters will singles.

Send comments to stang32@hotmail.com


KEVIN & JORDAN


PART 7

	"Well, I guess the jokes up," Kevin said, still laughing.

	"I guess it is," I added

	"Oh...you guys are really going to get it," Howie said.

	The rest of the guys came in and saw us laughing.  They asked what
was going on.  Howie told them how he caught us kissing and how we had been
playing a joke on them.  Everyone thought it was funny, but they vowed to
get even with us.  We decided what club to go to, left Kevin's room, and
headed towards the elevator.  I grabbed Kevin's hand on my way out the
door.  We rode down the elevator in silence.  I was standing up against
Kevin, just admiring him.

Howie turned around, saw us, smiled and said.  "Ow...how cute.  I'm
jealous."

	"Shut up," Kevin and I said.

	The elevator reached the lobby and I let go of Kevin's hand.  We
walked to the limo, Kevin and I sitting next to each other.  He leaned in
kissed me gently on the cheek, then whispered in my ear.

	"I know I said that I wouldn't say anything, but I think we need
to."

	"What are you talking about?"  I asked.

	"I'm talking about the thing that I'm not supposed to know about,
David."

	"Kevin, you said you wouldn't."

	"I know, but look at Howie.  He looks so depressed.  I mean, here
are you and me.  Nicks girlfriend is at home, so he's fine, and so is
Brian's.  Then there is AJ, and well he's just AJ.  But Howie has nobody.
And it's even harder for him being gay.  Besides, he has a thing for
David."

	"No kidding?"  I said a little too loud, breaking up everyone
else's conversations.

	"What's going on, you two?"  Brian asked.

	"Nothing," I said, a little embarrassed by my outburst.

	"Yeah, right.  Jordan, do you know that you're a very bad liar?"
AJ asked.

	"Gee, thanks," I said, as sarcastically as I could.

	"Come on, tell us," Nick said.

	"I can't.  I wish I could, but I can't," I explained.

	"I hope you know that one way or another, we will get it out of
you" Nick said.

	"That's what I'm afraid of," I mumbled.

	We arrived at the club got out of the limo, and headed in.  We
actually managed to get in without anybody noticing who we were, but I knew
that it wouldn't last.

	We found a table in a somewhat quiet corner and sat down.  Kevin
and AJ left to go and get us something to drink.

	Howie turned to me and said, "You really like him, don't you?"

	"Yeah I do.  Is it that obvious?  I just hope we can make this
work.  It's going to be hard with us being so far apart, but I think we can
do it," I replied.

	"I think you can.  You just can't let the distance get to you.  I
know it'll be hard, but you guys can get through this," he said.

	"Thanks, Howie.  Thank you for everything.  If it wasn't for you
and Brian, Kevin and I wouldn't be together," I said.

	"You're welcome."

	I was going to have to talk to Kevin.  Maybe getting Howie and
David together might not be such a bad idea.  The only question was, how
and when.  With them on the road all of the time, it was going to be hard.
But, I owed him.

	Kevin and AJ came back with our drinks and Kevin sat down across
from me and just smiled.  I wanted to kiss him so bad, but I knew I
couldn't.  So I was relieved he sat where he did.

	"So.  Who's ready to dance?  Cuz I know that I am," Brian said.

	"Yeah...let's go."  Nick jumped up.

	"Let's go," I agreed, getting up from the table.

	We all left the table and headed for the dance floor.  As we all
started to dance, I made sure to stay away from Kevin.  Some girl came up
to me, and we started to dance.  I don't know if she realized who I was and
that's why she was dancing with me, but I just went with it.  I was having
a blast and so were the rest of the guys, as far as I could tell.  AJ had a
girl in front of and behind him and was dancing his heart out.  Howie had
found a girl to dance with, but I could tell by the look on his face, that
he wasn't really into it.  I couldn't blame him.  At least he didn't let it
stop him from having a good time.  I knew how he felt.  I would much rather
have been grinding up against Kevin instead of this girl.  Brian and Nick
both had girls dancing with them, but I knew they were both doing it
because they wanted to dance and have fun, not because they expected to get
something from the girls.  Then there was Kevin.  He was doing the same
thing as me.  Trying not to look at me and trying to have fun.  But, for
some reason, the more we danced, the less I thought about how I felt and
just enjoyed myself.

	About half an hour later, I was snapped out of the good time I was
having by the DJ.

	"What's up, everybody?"  His voice boomed over the speaker system.

	The crowd just cheered.

	"Unless everyone is drunk, who hasn't noticed that we have the
Backstreet Boys in the house tonight?"  he asked.  "How about we get them
to perform for us?"

	The people yelled even louder and the guys laughed as the dance
floor cleared for them.

	The music for "Everybody" started and the guys took the floor and
danced.  When the song ended, I looked over at the guys and noticed that
Kevin was missing.

	"What's up, everybody?"  I heard Kevin yell from the DJ booth, and
the crowd cheered.

	What was he doing?

	"Well, now that everybody knows that we're here, I'll make a deal
with you," Kevin said.

	The crowed cheered even louder, signaling their acceptance.

	"We have a very good friend of ours here tonight.  You might have
heard of him.  His name is...well, before I tell you his name, has anyone
ever heard of a show called "'On Our Own?'"  Kevin asked.

	The people I the club yelled so loudly I thought I was going to go
deaf.

	"Well, we have one of the stars of the show here tonight and his
name is..." Kevin said, as he left the crowd hanging and they just yelled
even more.

	"...Jordan Taylor!"  He finished.

	The roar was now near deafening.

	"So, here is the deal.  Today is Jordan's birthday, and if you help
us sing to him, me and the rest of the guys will do another song for you.
How is that?"  Kevin asked.

	Again, the crowd just cheered.

	"Ok...so here we go."

	The whole club started singing "Happy Birthday" to me and all I
could think about was how to get back at Kevin for this.

	They finished singing, and Kevin came back down the dance floor and
I just looked at him and smiled.  It was all I could do...for now.  Then I
noticed he still had a mike in his hand.

	"OK...you guys lived up to your part of the bargain, so now it's
our turn.  So, here you go, and by the way, this happens to be Jordan's
favorite song."

	I was really going to kill him now.

	They performed "Quit Playing Games with My Heart" for the second
time that day.  I was in heaven.  I don't know who enjoyed it more-me or
the crowd-but I knew the guys were doing it for me and not the crowd.

	The guys finished and walked back over to our table as I asked each
one of them if they could block Kevin and me for just a minute.  They all
knew why and they were glad to help.

	I walked up to Kevin and pulled him into me and kissed him
passionately and said thank you.  He just looked at me, smiled, and said,
"you're welcome."

	The rest of the night was a blur.  We were dancing and drinking and
having a good time.  I knew I didn't want the night to end, but I knew it
had to.

	By the time we were ready to leave, it was 2:00 and we were all
worn out.  We got back into the limo and Kevin and I made sure to sit next
to each other.  We started kissing, ignoring the rest of the guys.

	"Uh...excuse us, you two, but we are still sitting here."  Nick
said.

	We broke our kiss and looked at them, embarrassed.

	"Sorry, guys.  I guess we just got a little carried away," Kevin
apologized.

	"Yeah...sorry, guys."  I added.

	I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder.  I hadn't been this
happy since I landed my part on the show.  My only question was where was
this relationship between me and Kevin going to go?

	The rest of the ride to their hotel was in silence.

	When we arrived at the hotel, Nick and Howie were asleep, it took
about five minutes to wake them up, and get them out of the limo.  I stuck
my head back in and asked the driver to wait for me.

	Once we got to their floor, they each headed to their rooms and
said goodnight and that they would see me tomorrow.  I said goodnight, too,
and walked with Kevin to his room.  We stopped at the door and I turned him
around to face me.

	"Kevin, this has been the most incredible day, and I don't want it
to end," I said.

	"Well it doesn't have to," he said.

	"Yes it does," I said as I looked away from him.

	"Why?"  he asked, sounding hurt.

	"I would love nothing better than to spend the night with you and
wake up in your arms in the morning, believe me.  I've dreamt about this
moment.  But I don't think we should.  I want our first time to be special.
Not because we have an urge to.  Does that make any sense?"  I asked.

	"Yeah...it does.  It doesn't mean that I have to like it, though.
But I understand."  Kevin was just as disappointed as I was.

	"Thank you.  Thank you for the best birthday I've ever had," I said
starting to cry.

	Kevin pulled me into him and just held me.  He started kissing me
and telling me not to cry.  I pulled myself out of his arms.

	"Kevin, if I don't leave now, I never will," I told him.

	"I know.  I just wish you didn't have to go."

	"I know."

	"Goodnight Jordan.  And Happy Birthday."

	"Thank you again.  For everything.  Goodnight, Kevin."  I said as I
started to walktowards the elevator.  "Call me tomorrow.  OK?"

	"You know I will," he said.

	I watched Kevin watching me until the elevator doors closed on me.

	Once I got into the limo, I told the driver to take me to my hotel.
Ten minutes later we arrived, and I went to my room.  Inside I sat on the
bed and started to take off my clothes when my cell phone rang.

	Who the hell is it I thought.

	"Hello?"

	"Jordan, its Kevin."

	"Hi, is something wrong?"

	"No, I just wanted to hear your voice on more time before I went to
bed."

	"That's so sweet."

	"Well, goodnight.  I'll talk to you tomorrow.  OK?"

	"OK...goodnight.  And Kevin?"

	"Yeah."

	"Thank you."

	"You're welcome.  But will you please quit saying that."

	"OK...goodnight."

	"Goodnight, Jordan."

	I hung up the phone, and finished taking off my clothes, climbed
into bed and I was asleep before I knew it.

	I woke up the next morning after the best night of sleep I'd had in
a long time, although I felt a little rough from the night before, I had
still slept well.  I looked over at the clock; it was 12:00.

	I still couldn't believe the day I'd had yesterday.  It was the
best day of my life.  The only bad part had been leaving Kevin, but I knew
that I was going to see him today.

	Right now, what I needed more than anything was coffee.  So the
first phone call of the two I had to make was to room service.  I ordered a
pot of coffee.

	That done, I just had to call Sarah.  I had promised her I would.

	I picked up the phone again and dialed her room.

	"Hello?" she answered.

	"Sarah, it's me," I said.

	"Hey there, birthday boy.  How was your night?"

	"It was absolutely incredible.  Kevin is the most amazing person
I've ever met."

	"Well, it sounds like it went well."

	"Yeah, it did.  I'm just sorry it had to end."

	"What do you mean?"

	I started to explain to her everything that had happened last
night.  My dinner with Kevin.  The kiss.  Us playing the joke on the guys,
and me coming back to my room alone.  She completely understood how I felt
about not wanting to sleep with him right away.  We talked for a few more
minutes about last night and then it was time for me to drop the bomb.

	"Um...Sarah.  I need to tell you something, but first you have to
promise me you won't freak out on me.  OK?"

	"OK.  I promise.  What is it?"

	"Well, I kind of let something slip last night to Kevin."

	"Jordan, please tell me it's not what I think it is."

	"It is."

	"Jordan," she yelled.  "How could you?  You promised."

	"I know.  I'm sorry.  But it's okay."

	"How can it be okay?  I trusted you and if David hears about this."

	I didn't let her finish.  "Sarah, it's ok.  I told you Howie was
gay.  And the only person that knows about David is Kevin.  But the thing
is, and this is what's so funny."

	"This had better be good, Jordan,"

	"It is...trust me."

	"Well, what is it then?"

	"How should I put this?"

	"I don't know, but you had better put is some way, because I'm on
my way up there to kill you.  So, you had better say something to change my
mind!"

	"OK...ok..." I couldn't do this to her anymore.  "Howie likes
David," I said.

	"A lot of people like David."

	"No.  Sarah, I mean Howie really, really likes him.  The way that I
like Kevin."

	"You're kidding right?"

	"No, I'm not."

	"Did you say anything to him yet?"

	"No.  I wasn't sure if I should or not.  And I made Kevin promise
not to either.  If anyone tells Howie, I want it to be me.  I owe him."

	"Well, don't say anything to him yet.  I want to talk to David
first.  Ok?"

	"Yeah, that's fine.  But remember, we all leave tomorrow
afternoon."

	"I know.  Don't worry."

	"Ok, I gotta go.  My breakfast will be here soon, and I have to get
ready."

	"Ok, I'll talk to you later."

	"Bye"

	"Bye"

	I hung up the phone just as room service arrived with my coffee.
Thank God, I thought.

	I opened the door, took the cart and tipped the waiter.

	After I poured myself a cup, I picked up the phone to call Kevin.
I know I told him to call me the night before, but I just couldn't wait.

	"Hello?"

	"Hey, gorgeous."

	"Jordan!  Hi, yourself.  I was just getting ready to call you.  How
did you sleep?"

	"Like a baby.  Best night's sleep I've had in a long time.  I did
wake up a little hung over, though.  What about you?"

	"I slept good.  Although it would have been better if I had woken
up with you next to me."

	"I know.  I was thinking the same thing.  But, to be honest with
you I'm glad we didn't."

	"Me, too.  So what do you want to do today?"

	"What do the guys want to do?"

	"They don't care."

	"Why don't we just go sight seeing?"

	"Sounds good.  Are you ready to go?"

	"No.  I just got up.  Why don't you come and pick me up in an
hour."

	"Ok.  See you then."

	"Bye."

	"Bye."

	As I hung up the phone, I thought, Last night really wasn't a
dream. Smiled and poured myself another cup of coffee.

	Once I finished the coffee, I went to the bathroom and got in the
shower.  The hot water felt good, but I knew that I had to get out or I'd
be late.  I turned of the water, got out of the shower, and dried myself
off.  I shaved, did my hair, and then went into the other room to find
something to wear when I heard a knock on the door.

	I knew who it had to be.  I opened the door, and there stood Kevin,
holding a dozen roses in his hand.

	"Hi!  What are you doing here?  You're early," I said.

	"I know, but I couldn't wait to see you, so I told the guys to meet
us here.  I didn't expect to see this much of you, though," he said,
starting to blush.

	Then I realized that all I had on was a towel.

	"Oops...well, you caught me just as I was getting dressed.  Come in
and shut the door."  I said.

	Kevin shut the door, I walked up to him and gave him a quick kiss
and told him I would be right back.  I grabbed my clothes, heading into the
bathroom to get dressed.

	When I got done, I walked back out and Kevin was sitting on the
couch.  He got up and walked over to me, handing me the roses.

	"Thank you.  They're beautiful, just like you."

	I put my arms around his waist and kissed him.  We just stood there
kissing as he moved and stared to kiss and nibble up and down my neck.  I
wanted to melt; it was wonderful.  But I knew that if we didn't stop, it
would end up where I didn't want it.  I just wasn't ready.

	"Kevin, we have to stop,"

	"Why?"

	"Because the guys will be here in a few minutes!  That's why!"

	"Oh...ok...but it was just starting to get fun."

	"I know," I said kissing him.  "Trust me I know."  I broke away
from him before he could feel how much my cock was enjoying it.

	"Alright.  Let me put the roses in something and we can go."

	"Yeah.  The guys should be here by now."

	I found something to put the roses in and we left my room headed
towards the lobby.

	We got there and the guys were waiting for us.

	"Hey, guys," I said.

	"Hey, Jordan.  How were you feeling this morning?"  AJ asked.

	"A little rough, but I'm fine now," I answered.

	"Yeah, I know what you mean," he said.

	"Me too.  My head still hurts a little," Howie added.

	"How much did we drink last night?"  Nick asked.

	"Too much, Nick, too much," Brian answered him as he shook his
head.

	"Well, are we ready to go?  Because if we don't, I'll want to go
back to bed" I asked.

	"Ok...let's go then," Kevin said.

	We climbed into the limo and drove away.  We decided to stop and
get something to eat before we went to explore the city.

	I was sitting next to Kevin, holding his hand, with Howie on the
other side of me.  I was getting ready to say something to Kevin, when my
cell phone rang.

	"Hello?"

	"Hey there, it's me."

	"Hey sweetie, what's up?"  I asked Sarah.

	"Well I just got off of the phone with David," she said.

	"And?"

	"I told him about Howie, and he just about jumped through the phone
to get to him," she said laughing.

	"That is so cool.  Does this mean I can tell him about it now?"

	"Yes, you can.  David said it was ok."

	"Cool.  Listen I gotta go, we're pulling up to a restaurant for
lunch.  I'll call you later and let you know what happens."

	"All right.  I'll talk to you later."

	I hung up the phone and put it away.  I looked at Kevin with a huge
grin on my face.

	"Who was that?" he asked.

	"Sarah," I said, whispering in his ear.

	"What did she want?"  he asked whispering back.

	"You know what we were talking about last night that we weren't
supposed to be talking about?"

	"Yeah, and I told you I wouldn't say anything," he said
defensively.

	"I know you did, and I appreciate it, but now we can.  Sarah talked
to him and he wants us to."

	"Oh...that is sooo cool.  He is going to be so happy."

	"I know."

	This was going to be so much fun, I thought.




PART 8


	We went into the restaurant, sat down, and ordered.

	"So, where are we going after we eat?"  I asked.

	"Well then, I have an idea.  Why don't we just have the limo driver
take us to the best places?  That way, we don't have to decide on any one
thing," I said.

	"Good idea," Brian said.

	The rest of the guys all agreed in one way or another.

	"I knew there was a reason I liked you," Kevin leaned over and
whispered into my ear.

	"That's the only reason?"

	"No, but, I haven't shown you the other reason yet," he said with a
wicked grin.

	"I can hardly wait."

	We finished eating, left the restaurant, and told the limo driver
to take us to all of the cities highlights.  We drove around Chicago for
about 3 hours, taking in everything the city had to offer.

	We got back to the guys' hotel about 6:00, and made our way to
their floor.  As we got to Kevin's room, Brian turned to us and asked,
"Hey, what are we doing for dinner?"

	"Well, Jordan and I are staying here and eating.  So you guys are
on your own," Kevin answered.

	"Oh...ok," AJ said, a little disappointed.

	"See you guys later and don't have too much fun!" Howie called out
as he walked to his room.

	We entered Kevin's room and, as he closed the door, I stood there
waiting for him.  When he turned around I asked him, "Why are we staying
in?"

	"Well, for one thing, I wanted to spend some time alone with you
before we leave tomorrow.  And second we need to figure out what to do
about us,"

	"That's simple.  I want to be with you."

	"Jordan, you know what I mean."

	"I know.  I'm just trying not to think about it.  It's going to be
too hard saying good-bye to you."

	"I know it is.  But, I also know that I want to see you again.  I
was serious when I said that I had finally found someone that I want to
have a relationship with.  And I'm hoping that you want this just as much
as I do."

	"Kevin, I do.  I swear to God I do.  I've never wanted anything
more in my life.  I know that we've only known each other for a couple of
days, but they've been the best two days.  So whatever I have to do to be
with you, I will."

	"Good.  I'm glad you feel that way.  Because I do too.  So now, the
only problem is when we're going to be able to see each other."

	"Didn't you say that, after New York and DC, you have the next two
weeks off?"

	"Yeah, we do."

	"Then why don't you come to LA and stay with me?  That way, it will
give us two weeks together.  We can learn everything there is to know about
each other.  Plus you can come to the set and see me work."

	"Are you sure?  I don't want to get in the way."

	"Yes, I'm sure.  It won't be a problem."

	"Ok...Ok...I'll come," he laughed.

	"Good.  Now come here."

	He walked to me and I put my arms around his neck and started to
kiss him.  We stood there and made out for five minutes when I pulled away
from him.

	"I'm hungry.  Let's order some food," I said.

	"OK.  What do you want?"  he asked.

	"I don't care.  You decide," I replied.

	"Do you trust me,"

	"Of course I do.  Order me what ever you want."

	Kevin went to call in our dinner order, and I walked out onto the
balcony.  I lit a cigarette and pulled out my cell phone.

	"Hello?"

	"Phil, it's me," I whispered.

	"Hey, there.  What are you doing?"

	"I'm in Kevin's hotel room and he's ordering dinner for us."

	"Oh.  Well, how are you?'

	"I'm fine, but that's not the reason I'm calling.  Now just listen,
this is important to me.  In the episode we're filming next week, my
character's girlfriend dies..." I explained to Phil what I wanted to do and
he told me he would see what he could do.

	"Thanks, Phil.  I really appreciate it."

	"Your welcome, Jordan.  I do need to remind you of one thing,
though."

	"What's that?"

	"Be careful."

	"What are you talking about, Phil?"

	"You know exactly what I'm talking about.  Be careful and don't get
caught."

	"Oh...Ok...I will.  And, Phil?"

	"Yeah?"

	"Thanks."

	"You're welcome.  I'll see you tomorrow when you get here."

	As I hung up the phone, I felt a pair of arms go around my waist
and a chin resting on my shoulder.

	"Dinner should be here in twenty minutes," he whispered into my
ear, while nibbling on it.

	"Good, I'm starving."

	"And one more thing."

	"What?"
		
	"No more of this," he said grabbing the cigarette from my hand, and
throwing it off of the balcony.  "It's nasty and I hate kissing you after
you have one of those things."

	"But." I protested.

	"No buts!  You just quit!"

	"I guess I have no choice in the matter, do I?"

	"No, you don't."

	"Fine, you win."

	"I thought so.  Now just shut up and kiss me."

	I turned around and started to kiss him.  It felt so right.  And I
never wanted it to end, but the realization that it was going to end
tomorrow hit me and I lost it.  I felt the tears starting to fall down my
face.  I pulled away from Kevin and went to the railing of the balcony, not
looking at him.  I didn't want him to see me crying.

	"Jordan, what's wrong?"  he asked, with concern in his voice.

	"Nothing.  I'm fine," I lied, wiping away the tears as best as I
could.

	"That's bull and you know it.  Now, what's wrong?"

	I turned around to face him, tears still running down my face.

	"It just hit me that we have to leave tomorrow and I'm not going to
be able to see you.  I know we talked about it, and you're coming to LA,
but I still can't help but think that you're going to change your mind and
not come."

	"Honey," he said pulling me into a hug, so I could lay my head on
his shoulder, "that's not going to happen.  I'm coming to see you.  I
promise."

	"I know, and I'm sorry about getting all emotional like this, but I
just don't want to get hurt."

	"I understand.  I won't hurt you, because I don't want to get hurt
again either.  Ok?"

	"Ok...I'm sorry.  I guess I'm still having a hard time with the
fact that I'm here with you, and it's not all a dream."

	"I know the feeling.  We're going to be ok.  I promise.  Now come
inside.  Dinner should be here soon."  He kissed me lightly on the lips as
he grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the room.

	We went in and sat on the couch with me leaning up against him and
his arms around me, waiting for our dinner to arrive.

	"So, what do you think your family will say about us?"  he asked,
nervously.

	"Well, my mom and step-dad should be fine with it.  They've been
very supportive of me since I came out.  What about yours?"

	"They should be ok.  I think.  They accept the fact that I'm gay,
but they don't like it all that much."

	"I know the feeling.  My father and step-mom are the same way.
Then there is my sister."

	"What about her?"

	"Let's just say that she doesn't approve of me and leave it at
that.  It's a long story and I really just don't want to go into it.  Ok?"

	"Ok.  That's fine.  But if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here
for you.  You know that, right?"

	"Yes, I do.  Thanks."

	"You're welcome," he said as he started to kiss and nibble his way
down from my ear to the base of my neck, sending shivers up my spine.

	"Uh...oooh...Kevin...that feels so good," I moaned.

	"It's supposed to," he said, as he unbuttoned my shirt and ran his
hands up and down my chest, stopping to stroke my nipples.

	"Up...Kevin, don't stop,"

	"I won't, don't worry."

	By now, my cock was hard as a rock and Kevin hadn't even touched it
yet.  But so was his, I could feel it pressing into my back through his
pants.  I had wanted this to happen for so long.  I couldn't believe it
finally was.  I knew in my heart that I was ready to be with him.  I also
knew what I had said to him earlier about waiting, but it felt so right.  I
turned around to face Kevin and started to kiss him while, at the same
time, unbuttoning his shirt.  I pulled away from of the kiss and just
stared at his chest: The chest that I had seen in his videos and had
fantasized about.

	I had just started to kiss this beautiful chest when there was a
knock at the door.

	"Ugh." I grunted, hanging my head down and shaking it.

	"That would be dinner," Kevin said, "let me go and get it."

	We got off of the couch.  Kevin headed to answer the door and I
went to the bathroom to get myself under control.

	When I returned to the main part of the room, Kevin was standing at
the table putting the food out.

	I walked over to the table and he pulled my chair out for me as I
sat down.

	"Thank you garcon," I teased.

	"You're welcome.  Now, for dinner tonight, we have your favorite.
A grilled veal chop and angel hair pasta with fresh tomato and basil
sauce," he said as he pulled the covers off of out plates.

	He walked over to the other side of the table and sat down.  I just
stared at him; I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
	
"Well, are you going to eat, or just stare at me all night?"  he asked.

	"Can't I do both?"

	"Yes, you can, but if you don't eat while you do your staring, your
food is going to get cold."

	"I'll eat."

	"Good."

	"By the way, how did you find out this was my favorite meal?"

	"I read it in some article about you a couple of months ago."

	"And you remembered?  That is so sweet."

	"Thanks."

	We spent the next hour eating and talking.  The more I learned
about him, the more I wanted to hear and the more I wanted to be with him.

	He told me about his life living in a log cabin, the camp that his
father ran, and the time he went skinny dipping with some of his friends.
That was when he realized that he was gay because he go so turned on by
looking at the naked bodies of his friends.  Then, things got more serious
when he brought up the subject of his father's death.

	"Kevin, honey, we don't have to talk about this right now if you
don't want to," I said softly.

	"I know that, and thank you, but I want to.  I hardly ever talk
about it, and I need to.  It makes it easier to deal with, even though he's
been gone for 8 years," he said starting to cry.

	I got up from my seat and walked over to him, pulling him up and
hugging him.

	"Honey, it's ok." I whispered to him, "it's ok."

	I walked him over to the couch and laid down.  I was up against the
back of the couch and Kevin was lying in front of me with his back against
my chest.

	He started telling me about his father, in between points where he
was crying too hard to speak.  I lay there stroking his head, as I tried to
comfort him the best that I could.

	An hour later, Kevin was sound asleep in my arms.  I laid there for
another half an hour before picking him up and carrying him to his bed and
putting him in it.  I wrote him a note telling him I would see him in the
morning and left to go back to my hotel.

	Once I got back to my hotel, I decided to pack.  That way, I
wouldn't have to do it in the morning and I'd be able to spend more time
with Kevin.  I finished packing and looked around the room to make sure I
hadn't left anything.  Satisfied that I had everything, I took off my
clothes and got into bed and fell asleep quickly.

	The next morning came to quickly.  I knew that it was the last time
I was going to see Kevin for awhile and I wasn't looking forward to saying
goodbye to him or the rest of the guys.

	I got out of bed, called room service to order coffee, and went to
the bathroom to shower and shave.

	About an hour, later I was in my limo on my way to the guys' hotel.

	I got to Kevin's door and knocked.  He answered the door wearing
only a pair of boxers.  My jaw hit the floor when I saw him.  He was
gorgeous.  He was rubbing his eyes.  I guess I must have woken him up.

	"Good morning," I said walking in the door and giving him a kiss on
the cheek, "did I come at a bad time?"

	"No.  I just hadn't gotten up yet, that's all.  Good morning.  What
are you doing here so early?"

	I explained to him about the previous night: how he fell asleep and
how I slipped out to pack so that I could spend some time with him in the
morning.

	"We've got plenty of time before we have to leave for the airport.
What do you want to do?"  I asked.

	"How about some more sleep?"

	"Sound good to me."

	I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into his bed.  He got in
with me, taking me in his arms.  I felt so comfortable, so safe.  Before I
knew it, I was asleep.

	The ringing of the phone a couple of hours later woke me up.  I
reached over and grabbed it, more to stop it from ringing than to talk to
whomever was on the other end.

	"Hello?"

	"Kevin?"

	"No, Brian.  It's Jordan."

	"Oh," he said with a little surprise in his voice, "is he there?"

	"Yeah, just a minute.  Let me wake him up."

	"Honey, wake up," I said, as I lightly shook Kevin.

	"Huh?"  he asked, half asleep.

	"Kevin, wake up, baby.  Brian is on the phone."

	"Uh...ok...I'm up."

	I handed him the phone, got up and went into the bathroom.

	When I returned, Kevin was off of the phone and sitting up in bed.
As I saw him there, I thought to myself how gorgeous he looked and how I
could get used to waking up next to him every day.  He just looked so damn
good.  I jumped back into the bed, leaned over and kissed him.

	"What did Brian want?"  I asked.

	"Just to make sure I'm awake, and to tell me not to be late for our
flight.  Even though it's me that normally has to tell him that."  He
replied.

	"Well, why don't you go and take a shower and get ready and we can
take my limo to the airport, and meet the guys there.  How does that
sound?"

	"Sounds great," he said.


To be continued...