Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2004 23:04:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Wesley Ehlers <niftywriterwes@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kiss And Tell Kind Of Guy part 2

Ok guys, I'm actually getting it out! And much earlier than
expected! YAY! I'm glad so many of you lied it, but more
feedback is always good *nudge nudge* HAHA. I actually tried
a sex scene and drama in this, because so many of you wanted
it. Sorry if it sucks. Anyways, go read and then send
feedback to:
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Remember, I want to good, bad, and ugly. Thanx so much guys.
Wes

I don't know any celebrities mentions, sorry. This is only
wishful thinking. If you are under 18, turn around now...you
know, to make sure nobody is watching you. Ha-Ha! Seriously,
though, you're not supposed to be here. Shoo! Ok, if you are
still here, the read. I can't physically stop you or
anything.

Kiss and Tell Kind of Guy 2

*2 months later*

Damn the sun! I knew I should have closed the curtains last
night, but I was a little...tied up. I go to sit up in bed
and feel a bit of pain. Oh well, it was worth it. I look
over at the clock. 9:50 am. I turn to my baby. He looks so
beautiful with the sunlight shining on him. I hate to wake
him up, but I must.

"Lance, baby," I say gently into his ear. "We have to get
up. We have to meet our moms in about 2 hours."

He stirs a bit, but doesn't wake. Ok, time to try a
different approach. I slowly pull back the covers, revealing
his naked form and mine. He may not be awake, but someone
else is. I move down his body until I am eye level with his
dick. At its full 11 inches, he isn't exactly little. I lick
from the head to the base, right down to his balls. I tongue
them a little bit and then deep throat him. Once he is
completely in my mouth and throat, he starts to wake up and
begins running his fingers through my hair. I let him out of
my mouth and move back up his body.

"Why did you stop?" he whines in his cute southern charm
way.

"Because I have something better," I say as I kiss him and
slide my ass down on his dick. "Mmmmm...you always feel so
good filling me up."

"Well, I love filling you up and vise versa," he says as he
grabs my own 9 inches.

I started to move up and down as he jacked my cock. Next
thing I knew, he was cumming up my ass.

"My turn," he says as he pulls out, rolls us over and sinks
down on my cock, using my precum as lube. It didn't take
long for me to cum either. We lay for a minute until I
looked up at the clock.

"Oh my. Baby, we have to meet our moms for lunch in 45
minutes to plan the wedding!"

"Shit, I forgot," he said, jumping off the bed and running
to the bathroom with cum running down his legs.

We both took extremely quick showers and got to the
restaurant at 11:59. Our moms were already seated and
talking when we got there.

"And with about 30 seconds to spare," my mom said as her and
Diane got up and gave us both hugs and kisses. We sat down,
ordered, and talked a bit about our live. You know, just the
usual catching up.

"I'm going to go to the restroom before the good arrives," I
said.

"I think I will join you," Lance said.

We both walked to the bathroom and did our business. While
we were washing our hands, I heard the restroom door open,
but didn't bother to look and see who it was until I felt a
bulge against my ass and heard a voice next to my ear that I
never wanted to hear again.

"Hi baby, miss me?"

I looked up and saw my ex, Brad, behind me.

"Get the fuck off him!" Lance said.

"Oh, who's this, some piece of shit replacement?" Brad asked
as he backed away from me a bit. I moved to Lance's side and
grabbed his hand.

"No, this is my fianc‚ and love of my life. Didn't you
realize we were through when I got the restraining order
against you?"

"A piece of paper won't keep me away," he said as he moved
closer to me. When he got in range, I kicked him in the
crotch and he fell forward in agony.

"Maybe not, but that should. Come on, Lance, let's go back
to the table," I said as I pulled out my cell phone to call
the police and walked out of the restroom.

On the way back to the table, I talked to an officer in
order to get Brad arrested. We got back to the table just as
I finished my call.

"What was that about?" Lance asked as we sat down at the
table.

"What?" both moms said in unison.

"His name is Brad. He and I were together until he cheated
on me because I wouldn't have sex with him. I got a
restraining order because he would always come over or call
and threaten me and my family."

"Baby, I'm sorry," Lance said as we hugged.

"It's ok, he is about to be put in jail," I said, noticing
the officers taking Brad outside in handcuffs. "Besides, it
felt good to hit him in his most prized, although incredibly
small, possession."

"Excuse me sir, we need to get a statement from you," an
officer told me as he walked over to our table.

"Alright. Mom, Diane? Will you tow go to our house while I
give my statement? We can talk about the wedding there," I
asked.

"Ok, we will meet you there. Lance, how about you walk us
out," Diane said in an unquestioning voice.

"Ok, I will be waiting in the car for you, baby."

"Alright, I will be just a second," I said as we kissed. I
walked one direction while the other 3 walked another. I got
to the car about 5 minutes later.

"Everything ok?" Lance asked as I got in and he started
driving.

"Yeah, they are going to put him in jail for at least a
week."

"Ok. I love you."

"I love you too."

We got to the house and went to the living room to make the
wedding plans.

"Everything turn out ok?" Diane asked.

"Yeah, everything is great. Now about this wedding.."

By the end of the day, we decided everything about the
wedding. The colors would be green and black, with Lance,
his groomsmen and family in green, and me, my groomsmen and
family in black. We were having it in the backyard with only
the rest of *NSync, his family, and my family attending. The
wedding would be held on March 20, 2004.

*4 months later*

"Oh my god, I can't believe I'm getting married today,"
Lance said as Justin, Chris and he got dressed in their
green suits.

"Yeah, it's pretty great," Chris said. "I'm happy for the
two of you."

"Me too," Justin said. "I'm glad all of us could be a part
of this."

*My room*

"Wow, Mikey, you are really calm," Joey said.

"Yeah, if I was you, I would be really nervous," Josh added
on.

"I will admit, I am a little nervous, but I know this is
meant to be. Well guys, are we ready to begin?" I asked.

"Most definitely," they both replied.

The backyard was decorated so beautifully. There were 2 rows
of chairs on each side of the aisle. The aisle itself was a
path marked off by candles that lead up to an archway
decorated with white lights and green and black cloth. The
candles and lights looked perfect in the early night's
darkness.

The wedding itself was a blur to me. I remember my mom
giving me away, and Lance's doing the same. After that, I
only remember saying "I do" and kissing Lance passionately.
The next day we left for Jamaica. That was the best time of
my life. Spending it with Lance, my husband, made it so much
better.

*33 years later*

He walked through the cemetery, a set destination in his
mind. That was when he saw him, sitting next to a tombstone.

"Dad?" Xavin approached slowly. "You almost ready? It will
be dark soon."

"Yeah, I will be there in a second."

"Ok, I will meet you at the car."

He closed the journal that his husband had kept from the
first time they met to their honeymoon. Lance came here
quite often, making sure one of his visits was on their
anniversary, to read to his dead husband.

3 years after their wedding, Mikey and himself adopted 2
beautiful kids, a boy, named Xavin Michael, and a girl,
named Aryanna Nikkole. 15 years after that, they discovered
cancer in Mikey's lungs. He survived 13 years after that,
but his body finally lost the struggle. The cancer had
spread all over and there was nothing anybody could do to
help him. They spent their last few months together reliving
their lives as well as they could. Today was the 2 year
anniversary of Michael's death.

"Baby, you know I will always love you. That will never
change. But I miss you so much. We all do. I promise I will
be back soon." He kissed his fingertips and placed them
against the cold stone. He glanced at his ring finger where
the ring was still placed. The ring that matched his
husbands. A promise of love and a full life together.

He walked slowly back to his son, wiping the continuous
stream of tears as he went. They got in the car and started
home, but they wouldn't make it. A drunk driver slammed into
the car. However sad this may be, Lance at least dies with a
smile on his face, knowing he was going to join his husband
for eternity in the after life.

THE END

Ok, so it was very sad at the end. I didn't know where to go
after the wedding, so I decided to just end it. So sorry.
Don't know if/when I will write any stories again, but send
feedback. I need it. Go, do it now! Remember: Good, Bad, and
Ugly! All of it!

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Thanx for reading guys!
Wes