Date: Sat, 24 Jul 1999 15:23:24 EDT
From: BrwyMilo@aol.com
Subject: "N'Sync and BSB-Lost and Found" part 1
Welcome to the first part of a joint story. The authors of it are
Mike (author of Nick and Justin) and RJ (author of The Tour). This is our
first attempt at a collaboration and we are both relatively new at writing
our stories, so please bear with us as we work out all the kinks and what not
in our writing. Please feel free to send all comments, suggestions, and mail
to Mike at BrwyMilo@aol.com, or RJ at rjs_tales@hotmail.com. We would really
appreciate any feedback as this story is in its early stages.
Now for the legalities. We do not mean to imply anything about the
sexuality of anybody that is involved in this story. It is completely a work
of fiction. We do not mean to say anything about the lifestyles or habits of
anyone involved in it. But without further ado, here is "N'Sync and BSB,
Lost and Found".
*******
Justin sat on the bed in the hotel room. His hands were folded in
his lap and his head was looking down at the floor. His usually neat head of
curly locks weren't as neat as usual as he had just woken up. He sighed
heavily and wiped his hand across his eyes, removing the tears, which had
once again formed. He got up slowly and walked over to the window. He
opened the heavy dark floral curtains and squinted his eyes at the bright
light that suddenly flooded the room. He had an uneasy feeling. He knew
somehow that today would be different and he hoped it would result in a happy
ending.
The shower turned off. Justin looked towards the bathroom door and
sighed. He walked over and sat back down on his side of the bed. He waited
there a minute and then inhaled deeply as the bathroom door opened.
Joey stepped into the room with a towel wrapped around his waste.
His hair was matted to his head due to the moisture. He walked straight over
to where Justin was sitting and lifted up his head with his finger. He
looked deep into Justin's eyes and sighed.
"I'm sorry Justin. It was my fault. I shouldn't have yelled at you
like that." Justin smiled weakly and nodded.
"It's OK Joey." The truth was, it wasn't OK, and Justin knew it. He
had been so happy just to be Joey's friend for so long. Ever since 'N Sync
had begun, he just loved hanging out with Joey. He seemed so cool to him.
Then, when Joey confessed to Justin that he loved him those long 5 months
ago, Justin again, was brought to new levels of joy. However, Justin soon
realized that as lovers, they didn't work well together. That's when the
fighting and yelling began. Justin still put up with everything because he
hoped it would work. He wanted it to work and since as of yet, no physical
fighting had occurred he still tried everything he could, but his hopes were
dwindling. Now, Justin was longing for his friend Joey back.
Joey sat down on the bed next to Justin and began to kiss is neck.
Justin put up no resistance as Joey began to rub his hands all over Justin's
body. He shut his eyes tightly as Joey laid Justin down back on the bed and
climbed on top of him. He pulled Justin's boxers down and then off as he
continued to suck on Justin's neck. Joey removed the towel from around his
waist and began to rub his cock into Justin's. He moaned loudly into
Justin's ear. " Could I make love to you," he whispered into Justin's ear.
Justin nodded slowly. Joey reached to the night stand and pulled out a
condom and some lube.
He put the condom on his now erect cock, lubed it up and positioned himself
between Justin's legs. He pushed the head to Justin's opening and thrust in.
Justin's eyes shot open as he gasped with pain and let out a small cry.
"Sorry," Joey said as he inserted his member deeper and deeper.
Justin held his breath and allowed tears to form in the corners of his eyes.
Finally Joey was all the way inside and he paused. He gently wiped Justin's
eyes and then began to withdraw a little. He slowly began thrusting faster
and faster, picking up a rapid pace. Justin held onto the bed tightly as he
breathed heavier. After a few minutes of thrusting, Joey threw his head back
and gave a short yell as he came. Justin sighed heavily as Joey collapsed on
top of him. "Did I hurt you," he asked finally.
"A little, but it's alright," Justin said with a small smile.
Joey sighed and then stood up. He removed the condom and placed it
in the garbage can. He pulled on a pair of boxers, and then jeans and a
T-shirt. "I' m gonna get some breakfast. You want anything?" Justin shook
his head. Joey shrugged and quickly left the room.
Justin sat up slowly and wiped his eyes again. He slowly got up from
the bed, a little sore, and walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower
and allowed the hot water to run over his body. He began to slide down the
wall of the shower and cry. "I can't do this anymore," he repeated to
himself over and over, "There must be a better way".
******************
"What's keeping Justin so long," JC asked as he ate his eggs. They
were sitting around Lance's room.
"He's taking a shower. He'll be ready soon," Joey replied cooly.
"What do you guys think about this touring with the Backstreet Boys thing?"
"Well I think it's a good thing," Lance said. "Can you imagine how
many concerts we'll sell out with a venue like that?"
"Yea but Lance, we sell out concerts on our own. We really don't
need to tour with them," Chris replied.
"And they are our biggest competitors right now," Joey added.
"Yea, but think of it this way. The fans will love it. We'd be
doing it for them. Also, I think they're getting bigger arenas for us to
play in than usual to accommodate more people. Come on now, that will make a
lot of money."
"Yea, he's right," JC added. "This tour is gonna be hot."
Justin entered the room quietly and sat down near Joey. Joey scooted
over and put his arm around Justin's shoulder. Chris rolled his eyes.
"You guys are not going at it this early in the morning are you," he
asked.
Joey smiled. "Yea and what if we were?"
Justin smiled weakly, but inside he felt a little better now that
Joey was being nice. JC looked down at him, concern on his face. "Justin,
what do you think of the Backstreet Boys on the tour," he asked, trying to
change the subject.
"Well, I think it's a good thing. They're really popular and the
fans will really like it," he replied. "Oh wait, we have to go get them at
the airport soon, don't we?"
"Yea, you can imagine how mobbed we're gonna get with both groups
here," Chris said.
"You should like the mobs Chris. It's when they stop mobbing you
that you have to worry," JC said wisely. Chris laughed.
"Yea, I guess you're right. There is a first time for everything!"
JC threw a pillow at him. "Well, I gotta go back to my room for a bit.
Justin, come with me," he said.
Justin shrugged and stood up. Joey cleared his throat and held
Justin's hand. Justin bent down and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Joey
smiled and let go of his hand.
"JC, why do you want me to go to your room," Justin asked as soon
they were in the hall.
JC took out his key and opened the door to his room. He ushered
Justin in and then closed the door behind them. "Sit down," he said. Justin
sat down on the corner of bed and JC sat next to him. "Are you alright
Justin?"
Justin looked a bit surprised at JC's question. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Just, I've known you a long time. Ever since you were the little
scrubby kid on the Mickey Mouse Club. I know when something is bothering
you. You haven't been yourself lately. I don't like to see my best friend
hurting."
Justin sighed and stood up. "Listen JC, I'm fine really. I don't
need any help. Things are going great, I promise. Joey and I are working
things out and everything is going to work out perfect."
"Justin, please man...talk to me."
"JC! I'm fine alright!" Justin yelled. JC looked down quickly.
"I'm sorry." He walked over and hugged him. "I didn't mean to yell. I'm
fine JC, really, I will come to you if I need you, you know that."
JC looked up at him and stared him straight in the eyes. "Fine
Justin. I have no choice but take your word on it. Just know that I'm
always here to listen to you."
Justin smiled weakly and nodded. "I'm gonna go back to my room now.
I'll see you in a bit to go get the guys."
He stood up and quickly walked back to his room. When he opened the
door, he heard Joey talking on the phone.
"Yea, I know. Well we should have some free time before the tour
starts," Joey said into the phone. "I think I can work in a visit, sure."
Justin walked over to him and hugged him lightly from behind. Joey
jumped a bit, and quickly brushed Justin off of him. Justin withdrew, a
little hurt and sat down on the bed. 'No Justin, you need to talk to him,'
he thought to himself. He got up again and put his hand on Joey's shoulder.
Joey turned around a little angry. Justin stepped back a little and then
mouthed the words 'We need to talk.' Joey nodded and turned his back.
Justin sat down on the bed and waited for Joey to finish.
"Yea, OK. I'll talk to you soon then. Bye bye." Joey hung up the
phone and looked down at Justin. "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to talk to you, that's all." Joey rolled his eyes and
walked towards the window. "Um, who was on the phone?"
"It was an old family friend," Joey said without turning around.
Justin nodded. "Oh, that's nice. He wanted you to visit him?"
"Yea." Joey watched as the cars drove by the hotel.
"When are you-" The phone rang. Justin stopped his sentence as Joey
ran for it. He picked it up quickly.
"Oh, hey.... Yea long time no speak. What's up?" Justin sat and
watched as Joey talked on the phone. 'Maybe this isn't the right time,' he
thought. 'But if I don't try to talk to him, then our relationship really is
over.' He got up again and approached Joey. Joey saw him coming. Justin
mouthed the words "I want to talk to you."
"Hold on a second Bill," Joey said as he covered the phone with his
hand.
"Justin, stop it, I'm on the phone."
"Joey, come on. I want to talk to you." Justin said as he tried to
grab Joey's hand. Joey quickly jerked it away.
"Not now Justin. Just sit there or something. I'm busy. I'll talk
to you after I finish my stuff." Joey removed his hand and put the phone
back to his ear.
"But Joey," Justin began to whine as he approached him again.
"GODDAMNIT JUSTIN," Joey yelled as he slammed the phone down. He
gave Justin a sharp push that sent him to the floor.
"Ow," was all that Justin could get out as he laid there. He put one
hand behind his back. A tear left his eye as he went to sit up. He got a
pain in his lower back and stayed on the floor.
"Why do you have to push me like that Justin," Joey asked angrily as
he stood over him. "See where it gets you?" Justin began to cry louder.
"Oh God, please stop Justin. Look, the limos are gonna be here soon. I'm
gonna go wait in the lobby. Try to compose yourself." Joey left the room,
closing the door behind him. A few seconds passed and he opened the door
again and said quickly without coming in the room, "Justin, I'm sorry."
Justin laid on the floor where he fell. After a minute, he slowly got up,
rubbing his back. He winced a few times and walked into the bathroom. He
washed his face and any signs of crying away, best he could. Then he dried
his face and headed out of the room.
*******************
Justin sat in the limo across from JC and Lance and sandwiched
between Chris and Joey. He had one hand behind his back and was staring down
at his feet. JC noticed this as did Lance, but they both kept their mouths
shut. The limo driver sped towards the airport and pulled to the curb when
they got there. He opened the door for them and the guys got out onto the
curb. Justin winced loudly and grimaced as he got out.
"You alright Curly," Chris asked. Joey quickly shot Justin a look.
"Yea, I'm fine. Really. Just a little rough last night." He tried
to laugh a little, grimaced some and walked into the airport and towards the
airline gate that the Backstreet Boys would be arriving on.
"I don't wanna sit at the gate," Chris whined. Anyone wanna go to
the shops with me?"
Lance and Joey agreed to go and left Justin and JC waiting for the
guys to arrive. As soon as they were alone Justin turned to JC. "JC-"
"Justin I know we need to talk, and I really do want to, but I just
have to call my mom cause this is the only time I will have free today and
not be tired. So please just hold that thought. I promised my mom I'd call
her." JC pulled out his cell phone and dialed.
"OK. I'll just wait over here," Justin said as he got up. He walked
over and watched JC from a bit of a distance.
"That was some flight, huh guys," Kevin said as the Backstreet Boys
walked up the ramp.
"I hate flying," Nick mumbled.
"Yea, my favorite part was the turbulence," Brian said with a laugh.
He put his arms on Nick's shoulder and began to shake him, mimicking the
turbulence.
"Brian, I will not hesitate in killing you," Nick laughed. "Matter of
fact, I will enjoy it!" He looked down the ramp a bit and tried to find 'N
Sync. He didn't see anyone at first, then he saw Justin. "Hey is that Justin
over there?" Nick pointed as the guys scanned around.
"Yep, I'd know those curls anywhere," AJ laughed.
"I'm gonna go scare him," Nick said. He started running. As soon as
he got to Justin, he hopped onto his back. Justin fell backwards and let out
a yell of pain. He hunched over and grabbed his back. Nick quickly leaned
down and looked at him. "Oh my God Justin, I'm so sorry." He began rubbing
Justin's back. Justin let out a small whimper.
"It's OK," he said as he stood up. He stretched as best he could,
but Nick could tell he was in a lot of pain.
"Here, sit down," Nick said as he led Justin to a chair. Justin
gladly took it. "How'd you hurt your back," Nick asked as he rubbed it
lightly. Justin started to open his mouth but soon closed it. He looked
down and Nick saw what he thought were tears in his eyes. Nick looked up as
he saw the rest of the Backstreet Boys approaching from the corner of his eye.
"Hey Nick, what did you do now," Howie asked as he approached.
"Um, nothing. Why don't you guys go find he rest of the guys. I'm
gonna stay here with Justin for a bit. We'll find you."
Brian pouted a little. "Want me to wait with you," he asked, hoping
of a yes like always.
"No, it's OK Rok. I'll meet up with you in a bit."
"OK," Brian said quietly.
With that, the Backstreet Boys walked away. Nick looked down at
Justin. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you that bad?"
Justin shook his head and kept it down to the floor. Nick sat down
on the floor and looked up at him. 'He's pretty cute from this angle,' Nick
thought to himself, 'But I need to put that out of my head for a while.
Someone said he was taken. Darn.'
"Come on Justin. Well, look. I know you don't know me that well at
all and we've only met a couple of times, but I think you're a cool guy. And
come on, we're the babies of the groups. We gotta stick together man," Nick
said with a smile. Then he added more seriously, "I'm here for you." Nick
got off the floor and sat next to Justin.
"I know, its just so much has happened in the last 24 hours and I
don't know anything for sure anymore." Justin leaned his head over towards
Nick and Nick rested it on his shoulder. Justin started to cry and after
several emotional minutes he felt much better. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to
abuse your shirt like that, I feel much better though thanks." Justin smiled
weakly into Nick's eyes.
"I haven't even done anything yet!" Nick tried to make the moment as
light as possible and bring everyone's mood up. "So you wanna talk now?"
"Oh why not, its almost like I have no one anymore." Justin stood up
and with Nick he went over to the bar area. Nick got two sodas and sat down
at the table Justin picked. Justin spent the next 15 minutes telling Nick
everything that had happened in the last 5 months up until now, and how just
20 minutes ago, his always there support group vanished with a lame excuse.
"So Nick, you see now why I am so confused, and in pain?" Justin
laughed a little, but still grimaced at his back's annoyance.
"Oh man. I just wish I could've been here sooner for you. I
understand completely and you just let me know anything I can do to help you
out."
"OK, I will."
JC came running up at that point and out of breath was happy to see
them. "We've been looking for you guys! We thought something happened to you.
Are we all ready to go back to the hotel to relax and hang out for the rest
of the day?"
"Sounds like a plan JC." Nick stood up and helped Justin to his feet.
The 3 of them walked down to the limos and separated into their groups.
Justin sat near the door, next to JC and Lance and looked over at
Joey and Chris. The two cars arrived back at the hotel and everyone piled out
into the elevators and up to their floor. Joey was already talking to AJ as
everyone walked down the hallway and as Justin reached their room, Joey was
just leaving.
"Hey honey, I'll be back later. Bye." Joey ran to the elevator and
was off to see his friends.
Justin sighed lowly and decided that he would talk with Joey later. A
slight smile went across his face as the door closed. He realized that for
the first time in a long while he would be able to sleep. He took off his
shoes and took off his pants. He jumped on to the bed and then grimaced and
whined loudly. His back pain was still there; he had been trying to forget
about it. Time passed and Justin dozed off and on. Soon there was a knock at
the door. It obviously wasn't Joey; he had his key.
Justin got off the bed and went to the door. He opened the door and
was stunned. There stood Nick.
"Hey, I am staying across the hall and well I knew that you were
alone, so I figured I would come over and keep you company, or invite you
back to my room to hang out and stuff."
Justin thought over what he had originally planned to do this evening
and decided that spending time with Nick would be more fun.
"I would like that. Why don't we go over to your room, since mine is
kind of a mess?"
"Sure, but uh, aren't you gonna put something on? I mean not that I
mind, you're hot and all, just maybe you might want to wear something else."
Nick couldn't believe his slip up. He actually said that he thought he looked
hot, but no one knew the truth, so he thought it might just be considered a
joke. He hoped it would just be considered a joke.
Justin remembered he was still in his boxers. "Oh yeah, sure, well
too bad I am taken..." Justin laughed at Nick's comment. "I will be over in a
sec."
"OK. The door is open." Nick turned around and left. He got inside
his room and made sure it looked OK. He went to the phone and placed a room
service order and also ordered a movie. About 5 minutes went by and there was
a small knock on the door and Justin slowly walked in. Nick looked up at the
young boy and noticed something that he hadn't seen 5 minutes ago. The tell
tale sign of tears that had been wiped away.
"Justin, what is a matter? Did I upset you?"
"No, it is nothing, I just got a call from Joey, he told me in a
slight drunken state that he probably will be late, so don't bother waiting
or anything and for me to get some food. I thought that later tonight we
could talk, but not now. Anyway, no Joey tonight, just going to hang out and
have fun."
"That's right."
The two went to the balcony and sat there and watched what was left
of a sunset and saw the lights of the city spring to life. They laughed, had
some sodas and were like a couple of kids. Soon there was a knock at the door
and Nick had forgotten all about the room service.
Justin heard the knock and a slight sadness came over him. "Oh, sorry
Nick, I didn't know you were going to have company. I'll talk to you later
and go back to my room." He stood up and felt Nick's hand on his shoulder.
"Don't go anywhere silly, it's just food. I ordered room service and
a movie."
Justin tried to laugh. "Sorry, it is just with the way I have been
feeling lately, I don't know anything anymore."
"It's OK, I understand. Let's eat."
The table was brought in and the two ate everything that came. Nick
told him he had rented True Lies, one of his favorites. Justin loved that
movie and they agreed to watch it.
Both of them climbed on the bed and sat next to each other at the
headboard. They watched the movie and enjoyed each other's company. Towards
the end of the movie, Justin shifted his body around and suddenly sat up with
a sharp pain in his back. He started to whine.
"Ow it hurts! Oh, it hurts, make it stop!"
Nick didn't know what to do. His instincts took over and he started
to rub Justin's back. He gently pushed Justin flat and gave him a massage
from his shoulders to his lower back and concentrated on the areas where it
hurt him most. Justin occasionally would moan slightly and then would get
tense again after realizing what he was doing. He couldn't believe it. He was
really liking Nick and he started to become worried.
Nick continued the massage and Justin rolled over at one point and
Nick just continued the massage. At this point Nick was sitting on his knees
with his Nike shorts, loose T-shirt and socks on. Justin had lost his shirt
in the process and just laid there looking at Nick. Nick didn't notice at
first, but as time passed he realized he was being stared at.
Nick felt overwhelmed and leaned down and planted a small kiss on
Justin's lips. Justin didn't return the kiss and was shocked.
He quickly sat up and looked Nick in the eyes.
Nick tried to apologize, "Sorry, I shouldn't have--"
"No, it is OK. Um Nick? I think we should go to bed."
"Someone is a little fast!"
"No I mean, like back to our own rooms." Justin hoped Nick wasn't
hurt, but he needed to think some things over.
"I think you're right. I had fun tonight."
"So did I."
Justin left the room and entered his own. As his door closed he heard
Joey starting to come down the hallway. He sighed loudly and climbed onto the
bed. He tried to get as comfortable as possible when the door opened fast.
To Be Continued...
Well, that was part one. We really hope you enjoyed it. Things are
going to get interesting as the story continues. So stay tuned! :o)