Date: Sun, 23 Sep 2001 21:20:04 -0400
From: Dale E Wright <bwicub@hotmail.com>
Subject: "The Lottery Winner" Chapter 43

Hi everyone...

In order to accommodate people who are asking me about notification lists,
I've finally created an YahooGroup (Gods, Yahoo is like the Borg!)  to do
so: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Dale_writings

******

As always, Gabriella is my main cheerleader.  Mark has also been great.
I've even inspired him!  Check out his story "Blind Date", it's also here
in the Boyband section.

I'm a bit nervous--so if people could please e-mail me at
bwicub@hotmail.com--I'd really appreciate it. I love e-mail!!

My story is hosted on another website.  Here's it is:
http://railwayshoes.net/hosted

It's partway down the site, just look for "Lottery Winner".  There's lots
of other great stories there so check them out.

DISCLAIMER: The names of the people are fictional (well, except for the
members of the group).  This is a fictional story that came right out of my
own mind. I have no knowledge if any member of N Sync are gay or
whatever. That being said, please enjoy the story and remember-- write
me!!! (Especially write me if you're a member of the group! GRIN)

Thanks guys and gals,  Hope you like it.

Dale


--THE LOTTERY WINNER...Ch 43--



"Dale?  What's wrong?"

"Huh?  Why would something be wrong Joey?"  I pulled myself from his arms
and entered the room.  Walking to the window, I stood in the sunlight and
stared at the pool area.  It looks like it's been closed off so the
N'Syncers can go swimming.  A minute or two later we heard two voices go
running down the hall talking loudly.  Joey opened the door and saw Lance
and Mark standing at the elevator.

"What're you doing Lance?"

Lance looked into Mark's eyes for a second, then pulled Mark back over to
Joey's door.  Joey noticed a sparkle in Lance's eyes that hadn't been there
last night while they were talking.

"We're gonna go for a swim and continue our conversation we started earlier
in my room when I was changing.  I mean, I was changing in the bathroom
while he was sitting on the bed."  Lance blushed and looked at Mark again.
"Crap that sounded bad didn't it?  Oh well you get the idea Joey!"  Lance
stopped chattering when he saw Dale over by the window.  "Do you and Dale
want to go swimming too?"

"Dale?  You want to go swimming with these two?  Dale?"

I broke out of my reverie and looked into Joey's eyes.  "I'm tired.  Is it
okay if I nap here for a bit?  I didn't sleep too well last night."

"Sure you can baby.  You want some company?"

"No that's okay Joey.  You go swim with Lance and Mark.  Oh yeah, Mark this
is Joey.  Joey this is my friend Mark."

Mark wasn't really paying attention, he kept staring at Lance.  He kind of
half said hi to Joey.

Joey came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.  He then muttered to
Lance and Mark that he was going to change.  A few minutes later Joey came
out of the bathroom.

A wolf whistle pierced the room.  "Damn Dale.  He's a hottie.  You have
good taste."  Mark was grinning at me, he stopped grinning when Lance
elbowed him.  "Don't worry, I prefer blondes myself."

The three of them left at that.  Joey promised to be back in an hour or so.
The charity show doesn't happen until day after tomorrow, so they get a few
days to unwind and relax.  I crawled into Joey's bed slowly, not even
bothering to strip.

A few minutes later, I started crying.  I fell asleep a little bit after
that.


"I dunno... he seemed fine when he first got to town.  He was okay when we
first got to the campsite.  Then I woke up a few hours later and he was
sitting on the edge of a cliff.  It was very freaky."

Mark filled Lance and Joey in on everything that happened since Dale got to
town.  He'd overcome his shock about Dale being involved with a member of
N'Sync with minimal problems.  Mark was instantly comfortable with Lance,
and he thought Lance was cute as hell to boot.  There was something about
Lance that he couldn't put his finger on just yet, but he was pretty sure
he'd figure it out before the night was out.

Joey...ah, poor Joey.  Mark knew from talking to Dale prior to the trip
that Dale was devoted to him.  It was obvious within minutes of meeting
Joey that he was head over heels in love with Dale.  Now that there was
something going on with Dale, Joey wasn't sure how to deal with it.

The three of them were floating in the shallow end of the pool, no one else
was around (thanks to security).  Movement by the pool gate caught his
attention, "Oh looks like another one of your bandmates is joining us."

Joey and Lance looked around and saw Chris heading into the pool.  He gave
the trio a small wave and then dove into the deep end.  Chris surfaced and
began swimming laps.

Mark noticed Lance's eyes as Chris came into the area, and saw the looks
that he was giving Chris.

Ah ha...  Another piece of the puzzle fit into place for Mark.

"Joey, is Dale the first serious relationship you've had?"

"With a guy it is.  I've dated once or twice with girls that have been
serious.  Why?"

"Are you guys monogamous?"

Joey thought about it before answering.  "I want to be.  I want to wake up
next to Dale and only Dale.  And I know he feels the same way about me."

"Okay."

"Why do you ask Mark?"

"Have you two ever talked about the road and the issues that'll come up
with it?  I mean it's the common conception that rock stars get laid in
every city and do all kinds of debaucherous things."

"Dale knows I love him.  I won't let anything happen on the road.  You
don't seem to get it Mark... I've never felt like this about anyone before,
and I won't let anything or anyone hurt us."

Mark let out a sigh, and tried not to smile as Lance "accidentally" brushed
his hand against Mark's butt.

"Joey we all know how you feel about Dale.  Maybe some time out with you
will do him some good?  Since you guys have some time before the concert do
you want to go see a movie or something?"

Mark dunked his head under the water for a few minutes to cool himself off.
He smiled as he saw Lance cupping his bulge through the swimsuit.
Resurfacing, Mark winked at Lance then looked at Joey again.

"It would be fun if all of us went out and did something.  If you don't
want to go see a movie at a theater we can do a movie either here or at my
place.  I don't know how you guys do the whole `going out in public
thing'..." Mark broke off and looked inquiringly at Lance.

Lance explained how their security guys work in regards to social
situations with the guys, then looked at Joey.  "What do you think?  I
don't know if I want to go deal with a bunch of screaming fans, so a movie
at Mark's place sounds fun.  We could do takeout and just relax."

Joey pulled himself out of the water.  "You just want to flirt with each
other some more.  Fine, whatever works.  Come by my room in a couple of
hours and we'll go."  Joey walked away and headed back up to his room,
leaving Mark and Lance at one end of the pool.  Chris called out a goodbye
to Joey and went back to sunning himself at the other end of the pool.

"So Mark..."

"Yes Mister Bass?"

"Do you want to come up to my room and flirt?"  Lance blushed as soon as he
said it.  Then flashed a wicked grin at Mark.

Mark laughed, noticing that Chris was staring at the two of them.  "Lead
the way."

Lance grinned, then got out of the pool.  He handed a towel to Mark, and
headed back up to his room.  He glanced over his shoulder at Chris, and
noticed that he wasn't looking happy.

Oh well... maybe it's time that Chris sees someone else paying attention to
him.

Lance and Mark went up to his room.  They sat on the bed talking to each
other about random stuff.  About twenty minutes into the conversation Lance
finally broke down and asked a question.

"Mark, can I kiss you?"

Mark lay back on the bed and grinned at him.  "If you want."

Lance launched himself at Mark, and passionately kissed him.  Mark returned
the kisses, and suddenly they were heavy petting.

After a couple of minutes, Lance began nuzzling on Mark's ear.  "Baby,
would you suck my dick?"

Mark started laughing.

Lance sat bolt upright.  "Okay, not the reaction I was hoping for.  Why are
you laughing at me?"

Mark pulled himself off the bed and went to stand by the window.  "Lance,
do I look like a groupie or something?  Willing to drop to my knees and
orally please the big star?  If you think that all guys are that easy then
you're going to spend the rest of your time on this planet being lonely and
perpetually horny."

Lance stood up and readjusted his clothes.  "I get propositioned by guys
and girls all the time."

Mark rolled his eyes.  "Don't you get it?  They don't want to make love to
you?  They want to fuck a star.  I thought you were fascinating and I
wanted to get to know you better.  I don't fuck on the first date.  If
that's all you wanted out of me then you might as well walk on now."

Mark grabbed Lance's hand and looked into his eyes.  "If you want a
potential friend who will be there for you, and maybe have it turn into
something more... then we can talk."

"So you don't want to sleep with me?"

Mark grinned.  "I didn't say that.  I just have a lot of self-control.  So
tell me about yourself."  Lance looked at Mark for a minute or two, then
started talking.


Joey quietly let himself into the room.  Dale was lying on his side in the
bed, facing the wall.  Joey stripped his swimsuit off and curled up behind
Dale, gently putting his arms over him.  Dale muttered softly and pushed
himself back into Joey's arms.  Joey smiled softly as he kissed the nape of
Dale's neck.

He was just starting to nod off when he heard Dale say something.

"I love Joey... no matter what."

Dale shifted positions and moved onto the other side.  He wrapped his arms
around Joey and pulled him into his arms.  Joey shivered as Dale's lips
found his shoulder and neck.

"Dale?  You awake?"

But Dale slept on.  Shortly, so did Joey.


I was having weird dreams.  I kept seeing images of people that I went to
school with and used to work with.  Someone asked me a question about
love... I think it was mom.

I'm not alone.  I know I'm not alone.

I felt myself turn over, and suddenly someone is in my arms.  It's Joey, I
can tell from the scent of his cologne.  It feels right that he's here.

...

"Dale?  Come on Dale, open your eyes."

I felt someone touch my chest, then my cheek.  I opened my eyes, and Joey
was sitting right there, wearing boxers.  He grinned, and I could swear he
looked like he was going to cry.

"Hey baby."  He leaned in and kissed me gently as he said it.  As our kiss
broke, he took my hand and gave the back of it a kiss.

"We've been invited to a quiet evening hanging out at Mark's apartment
watching movies and getting takeout.  If you don't want to go then we can
find something else to do.  Lance and Mark are going to be here shortly to
get us."

I smiled, and thought about it.  It could be fun.  "Sure, why not."

Joey lay down behind me and pulled me into his arms.  "How're you feeling
baby?"

"I still have a bit of a headache, but okay."  He didn't say anything, just
nuzzled my neck.  We lay there for awhile and heard a knock at the door.
Joey called out for whoever it was to come in.  The door swung open and
Mark walked in with Lance right behind him.

"Aw... aren't they just the cutest thing Lance?"

Lance began giggling and for some reason launched himself onto the bed.
Suddenly Mark joined in and I was at the bottom of a dogpile.

Joey bellowed to let me up, and then pulled me into his arms.  "You guys,
Dale still has a bit of a headache.  I don't want to make it worse."

I caught my breath.  "Thanks Joey."

Suddenly he pulled me from the bed and began steering me towards the
bathroom.  "Go shower, I'll be right behind you."  He smacked my ass, and I
meekly went to get ready.


As soon as the door shut Mark and Lance began peppering Joey with
questions.

"Is Dale okay?"

Joey shrugged.  "Something's wrong.  I'm going to ask him if we can take
him to the doctor tomorrow."  Joey got up and headed towards the bathroom.
"In the meantime, tonight is just friends hanging out and relaxing.  We'll
be ready in about ten minutes."

He closed the bathroom door behind him, and stripped off his boxers.
Climbing in to the shower, he offered to wash Dale's back.

Taking the washcloth, he began washing his lover's body.  Stopping to drop
a kiss here and there.  Joey was pleasantly surprised when Dale wrapped
himself around him, gently kissing his lips.  They were there for a few
minutes, just enjoying the cascading water on their skin.

Joey turned the water off, and they got dried off.  As they came back into
the front room they noticed that Mark and Lance had their heads right next
to each other like they were talking about something.  As those two snapped
apart, Joey herded them out the door.

Taking Dale's hand as they left the room, the group headed to the elevator.
Joey saw Chris walk off the elevator, and noticed that Chris didn't look
happy.  He didn't want to deal with that right now.  Dale was here, and he
wanted to make sure that everything was okay.