Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2001 19:18:25 EDT
From: KandLStories@aol.com
Subject: The Maze of Moments 13 - celebrity/boyband

BEFORE WE GO ANY FURTHER.....Yes, it's that time again! Your friendly
neighborhood Disclaimer here: No, I don't know Lance Bass or any of the
other members of N'Sync. What follows is just a happy little fantasy, and
shouldn't imply anything about them. Okay? Oh, and all of the other
characters in the story are totally fictional, and any weird coincidence is
just that.  Really.

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Thanks for waiting! Now, on with the show!

     --Tony




The Maze of Moments - A Kevin and Lance Story

Chapter 13 - Two Out of Three

          "Now don't be sad, cause two out of three ain't bad."
               --from Two Out of Three by Meat Loaf


Lance led Kevin up the stairs to his bedroom, holding his hand along the
way.

"I'll show you the house tomorrow....maybe we can take a swim or
something," he said.

"Sounds good, but I didn't bring any trunks," Kevin replied with a
grin. "What about skinny dipping?"

"Hmm. Well, I guess we'll have to swim at night then. Well, here we are."

He turned on the light and stepped in, Kevin right behind. Looking around,
he saw that it was a large, open room with a king sized bed in the
middle. Off to the side was a walk in closet and a spacious bathroom. A
television set and VCR sat on one of the dressers, and various pieces of
artwork covered the walls.

"Nice," he said. "Looks very comfy."

"It is...I just wish I could spend more time here than I do. Well, make
yourself at home, I'm going to use the bathroom."

Kevin was going to put down his glass of iced tea on one of the small
tables next to the bed, but noticed that there were no coasters to be
found, and they didn't bring any upstairs with them. So, glass in hand, he
kicked off his shoes and sat on the bed. A couple of minutes later, Lance
returned, taking off his shirt in the process.

"Kev, relax. My home is your home," he said, walking into the closet.

He put down his glass with a shrug and took off his own shirt, tossing it
onto the floor, as Lance walked back out wearing only his boxers.

"That's better. Well, a little I guess," he said grinning. "Get those
shorts off already, I feel overdressed here."

"My, but someone is anxious, aren't they?" Kevin asked as he unbuttoned his
shorts.

"Well, yeah, kinda. I mean, not just to play around, but....well..."

"What?" Kevin asked.

"Well, it's just that I haven't seen you all week...and I was a little too
drunk last night to really appreciate being with you again. I missed you
Kev...I really did."

"I missed you too," Kevin replied as his shorts joined his shirt. Lance
crawled onto the bed with him, and reached over to stroke the side of his
face. Kevin closed his eyes and smiled, sighing at the same time.

"You're so beautiful," Lance said softly. "Beautiful and sexy."

Opening his eyes, Kevin looked at Lance and tilted his head. "Speaking of
which, why is it, exactly, that you call me that?"

"Sexy? Because you are. And I figured that would be a better nickname than
'sugar booger,' don't you think?"

"Well, yeah, true....but, really, do you think I'm sexy?" Kevin wondered.

"You're kidding, right?"

"No, I'm not."

"Kevin, listen to me. You're the sexiest guy I've ever seen...you look
sexy, you sound sexy, hell you even smell sexy. You can't tell me that no
one has ever told you that," Lance explained.

Kevin blushed a little. "Well, yeah, but I never really paid much attention
to it. I never thought of myself as anything special."

"Well, you are to me. Very special. Now quit doubting yourself and kiss
me," Lance said with a smile.

Leaning over, Kevin did just that, meeting Lance's soft lips with his
own. Embracing each other, they fell back onto the bed on their sides,
stroking each others arms as they made out. After a few minutes, Kevin
broke the kiss.

"I thought you might be too tired after all that driving to have some
snugglebunnies tonight," he said, taking his turn at stroking a cheek.

"Normally, I would be...but between you going down on me twice and trying
to start something out in the middle of nowhere, I'm kind of worked up,"
Lance replied with a grin.

"Ah, little Lance is all eager, huh?"

"Not so little...see for yourself," Lance said as he took Kevin's hand and
pressed it down onto his crotch.

"Hmmm. I think you may be right, not so little at all. But still
eager...and not so shy this week either, I see."

"Yeah, well...you bring out the best in me, what can I say."

They started to kiss again, Lance rolling on top of Kevin. They ground
their hips into one another, as they nibbled, kissed, sucked and touched
each other. This went on for a few moments, when Lance raised himself up
onto his elbows, and looked down at Kevin, stroking the side of his face
again.

"So," he said quietly, "you going to talk me through some of this?"

"Why don't you just do what comes naturally, and we'll go from there,
okay?"

"Okay." Lance kissed Kevin again, and began to work his way down the strong
torso of his boyfriend. He kissed and licked at the collarbone, then down
to his left nipple. Sticking out his tongue, he flicked at it until it
hardened like a pebble. He took it into his mouth and sucked at it gently,
then grazed it with his teeth. Running his tongue through the hairs on
Kevin's chest, he worked over to his right nipple and repeated the
process. Slowly, he moved his way down, lightly biting at Kevin's chest
along the way, causing a soft moan to escape from his lips. Lance ran his
tongue over the hard abdominal muscles, and darted it around his
bellybutton, causing first Kevin, then Lance, to giggle.

Sitting up a little, Lance pulled down Kevin's underwear and threw them on
the floor. He turned back and saw the enormous erection laying on Kevin's
stomach, pulsing with excitement and arousal. He got between his legs and
settled in, laying on his side. Tentatively, he reached out and held the
large member in his hand. He stroked it a couple of times, then looked up
at Kevin, who had put one arm behind his head.

"Um...I'm not too sure what to do next," Lance said.

"Like I said, just do what you think should come naturally. These are your
baby steps, so take your time. There's no rush Lance, okay?" Kevin
explained with a smile, as he reached down to stroke the hair of his lover.

"Well...okay. Here goes."

Sticking out his tongue, Lance made contact, shivering a little in the
process - not from being cold, but from a combination of nervousness,
desire, and excitement. Starting at the round head, he licked down the
base, leaving a wet trail in his wake. Kevin groaned in appreciation and
closed his eyes, rubbing Lance's shoulder with his right hand.

Lance, meanwhile, had worked his way to the low hanging sack that lay
between his legs, and flicked his tongue out at it, causing another soft
moan to escape his lover's parted lips. He then reversed the process, going
back up the way he came, making sure the shaft was good and wet, using his
tongue in broad strokes over it. He savored the taste - slightly salty and
funky, what he figured a man would taste like in the first place. And this
was his man, so whatever it was, the taste was just fine to him.

Back at the head, he swirled his tongue around and over it, and here
instinct took over. He remembered how much he liked it when Kevin sucked
his own gently, and so he repeated the same process now. It was firm and
spongy all at the same time, in contrast to the rest of Kevin's rock hard
cock. As saliva drooled down and gathered at the base, Lance decided that
it was time for the next step in this journey. Opening his mouth more, he
lowered himself down, a little too quickly as it turned out. As the
mushroom shaped head of Kevin's dick hit the back of his throat, Lance
gagged and quickly came back up, coughing as he did so.

"Whoa, easy there dude," Kevin said as he sat up. "You're not a sword
swallower yet...you don't have to take it all at once."

Lance wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he finished
coughing. "Sorry," he said, as he blushed a little.

"That's okay, just go slow. Don't take in so much at first...you sort of
have to get used to it. He's not exactly small you know," Kevin grinned.

"Gee, you think?" Lance smirked.

"By the way, that was a cute little noise you made when you gagged there."

"Oh, hush up and lay back down," Lance said, playfully swatting Kevin's
stomach.

So, Lance tried again, this time taking in much less of the hard cock in
his hand. Needless to say, he could handle it much easier this time,
working his mouth up and down, swiping at it with his tongue once and
awhile. As his head came up at one point, Kevin made a hissing sound and
sat back up again.

"Like that?" Lance said as he stroked Kevin's dick.

"Um, yes and no. I guess now might be a good time to talk about teeth."

"Teeth? What do you....oh, shit!  Kev, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" Lance
said with a look of worry on his face.

"Nah, you just scraped it a little, that's all. Just...sort of keep them
out of the way."

"And how do I do that? Take them out? I don't have dentures ya know."

"No," Kevin said with a laugh. "Just, sort of pull your lips down over them
a little."

"Oh, okay. Um. Other than that, how am I doing?"

"You're doing great...it feels really good."

"Cool."

Kevin lay back again as Lance went back to work once more, keeping in mind
the advice he was given. He worked up and down, sucking and stroking. Each
time he heard Kevin moan, he figured he was doing something right, so he
made mental notes of what worked and what didn't. More than anything, he
wanted to do everything he could to make his lover feel great. As he went
on, he used his other hand to fondle and caress Kevin's large balls, which,
he noticed, weren't hanging quite as low as they were when they started.

While not an expert, Lance was a quick study, and was able to take the top
half of Kevin's dick with little effort. Anything after that was more of a
challenge, so he backed off when he gagged again. As he continued, he found
a new taste filling his mouth, which he figured (correctly, as it turned
out) was Kevin's precum. Rolling this over his tongue, Lance doubled his
efforts, working up and down a little faster, stroking a little harder,
making a twisting motion with his hand as he did so.

Kevin, who had long since broken out into a sweat, squirmed around on the
bed, moaning and breathing through his mouth. For a beginner, Lance wasn't
bad at all. True, he could use a little practice, but this was a great
effort for the first time. He could feel his load starting to rise, slowly
building up in his large balls, then working its way up his shaft, causing
the tube in the middle of it to throb and swell a little more. Raising up
his head, he looked down at the erotic image of Lance working on his cock.

"Lance," he groaned, "I'm starting to get close....I'm gonna cum soon
man..."

Hearing this only made Lance work faster, sucking and jacking with more
authority. Kevin kept his head off the pillow, but tilted it back some as
he got closer and closer to the brink.

"Oh God....fuck...that feels so good....God...Lance...Lance, I'm
gonna....gonna cum!"

As the Kevin erupted, and the first shot blasted out, he realized that the
warmth of Lance's mouth still surrounded his pulsing cock. With a surprised
look and moan, he looked back down. Sure enough, Lance was still there,
swallowing down the copious load.

Kevin wasn't the only one surprised, however. Lance figured that swallowing
was just the natural thing to do, but when the first jet hit the back of
his mouth, he didn't realize that there would be so much to follow. He did
his best to keep up, but some oozed out of the side of his mouth and
trickled down, landing in Kevin's already wet pubic hair. Twice, three
times, Kevin shot off, each time a thick burst. Finally, a few smaller ones
followed, and then just a drop or two. Sucking out as much as he could,
Lance raised up, letting the wet and still engorged cock fall down with an
audible plop. Gasping for breath, he looked up at his boyfriend, who was
equally out of breath.

"Well? How was....how was that?" Lance asked.

"Wow!"

"Wow?"

"Yeah, wow! Damn, Lance, that felt fantastic! You didn't have to swallow
you know."

"I know, but I wanted to...like, it's a way to show my love for you I
guess. And it saves from cleaning up too."

They both laughed, and Lance rubbed his jaw a little.

"Man, you're big. I forgot it was that thick."

"Yeah, it takes some getting used to. I think it's my turn now, don't you?"

Looking down, Lance saw his own erection poking out through his boxers, and
at the bedspread where he left a small wet spot. Grinning, he pulled them
off and tossed them over the side. He went to lay down, when Kevin stopped
him.

"No, wait. I'm not going to go down on you. I want us to try something
else," he explained.

"What?"

"I want you to make love to me."

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

"Then what do you call what we just did?"

"I call that you sucking my cock, which I've done to you twice now. I want
you to get off differently this time."

"Okay, now I'm confused," Lance said, letting his naivete show.

"Lance. Making love. You know...intercourse, fucking, doing the nasty?"

The light finally dawned as Lance's eyes went wide. "But..you mean...you
want me to fuck you?"

Kevin nodded.

"Isn't this moving just a little fast for baby steps?"

Kevin thought for a moment before continuing. "I guess it is in a way. But
I want to show how much I love you....and this is the best way I could
think of to do that. Lance, babe, this is one of the most intimate things
two people can do, and I'd really like to do it with you."

With a glassy look in his eyes as if he might start crying, Lance smiled
and leaned down to kiss Kevin passionately. Sitting back up on his knees,
he asked one last time. "Are you sure about this?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in all my life. You ready?"

"Um....okay." Lance knelt between Kevin's outspread legs and held his
erection. Unsure of what to do, he looked back up at Kevin.

"So...do I like, spit on it or something?"

This caused Kevin to laugh as Lance turned a little red. "Well, you
could. Do you have something we could use? Some kind of lubricant? I don't
guess you have any KY Jelly around here anywhere, do you?"

"Nope, fresh out."

"Well, I guess spit it is then." Working up a good amount of saliva, Kevin
let it spill into his hand, which he then used to stroke Lance's dick with,
smearing it over the head and the shaft.

"Mmmm....that feels good," Lance moaned as he closed his eyes.

Kevin got as much of his spit over Lance's cock as he could, and then
removed his hand so that he could smear what was left over and around the
area that his boyfriend would be entering.

"Just take it kind of slow, okay? I haven't done this in a long time
either, but at least I've done it, which is the other reason why I
suggested it. We're going to have to work our way up before you can take
the big guy here," Kevin said, giving his half hard cock a few strokes for
emphasis.

Shuffling closer, Lance held onto his erection and pressed forward,
brushing up against his boyfriend. Although Kevin had helped out by lifting
his ass a little, Lance was still having some problems, and fumbled around,
missing his target. After the third attempt, Kevin reached down and took
Lance in his hand, aiming down and lining it up. Looking back up, he saw,
and could feel, that Lance was shaking, and had a scared look on his face.

"Don't be nervous," Kevin whispered. "Just relax, go slow, and enjoy it,
okay? Now....push it in."

Lance pushed.

Kevin moaned as the head of Lance's erection pressed through and gained
entry.

Lance moaned also as he became encased in something tight and warm.

"Oh God," he groaned. He looked at Kevin expectantly, and got a nod of
approval for him to continue. Readjusting his weight on his hands, he
slowly pressed forward, easing in inch after inch, until finally his pubic
hair brushed up against Kevin's body.

With a sigh, Kevin closed his eyes and brought Lance down on top of
him. "Just wait for a minute...let me get used to it."

Lance could only manage to nod, but his lips sought out and met
Kevin's. They kissed as they both settled in and became accustomed to the
new experience they were sharing. For Kevin, a gamut of emotions ran
through his being. True, he had been with several women and more than his
fair share of guys, and had probably done just about everything (within
reason) that two people could do in a sexual manner. Therefore, this wasn't
exactly new to him. What was, however, was the fact that he was doing this,
sharing his body, with someone he had truly fell in love with. Kris? Well,
perhaps he was in love with Kris at one point - or maybe thought he was.
There was something different about Lance, something that touched his very
heart and soul.

Lance was still shaking a little as he settled in and continued to kiss
Kevin. Then, the realization of what he was doing, what he was sharing with
someone, finally dawned on him. Kevin Douglas was the first person he could
honestly say he was in love with. Not puppy love, not a crush, but true
love. Breaking the kiss, he leaned up a little and caressed Kevin's face,
and some tears escaped and rolled down his cheeks.

"Lance, are you okay?" Kevin whispered. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Lance smiled, blinking away some tears. "It's...I'm just....I
feel so happy right now. I feel complete, you know?"

"I know entirely," Kevin answered, pulling him down into a hug. Then,
wrapping his legs around Lance, looked back up at him. "How does it feel?"

"Warm...it's the warmest thing I've ever felt. It feels good," Lance said
in a soft voice, while turning a little red.

"Well then...get to it. I think you can figure out what to do from here,"
Kevin grinned.

Laughing a little and turning his head to the side so that he could wipe
away tears on the bedspread, Lance started to move his hips back and forth
slowly. Bracing himself, he took his first full stroke. Kevin's insides
grabbed at him every inch of the way, and he pulled all the way out until
just the head of his hard cock was encased. Then, just as slowly, he pushed
back in until once again the constricted sack holding his balls pressed up
against Kevin's ass. He could feel the dark hairs on Kevin's chest and
stomach brushing up against his own torso, rubbing and tickling as he took
possession of something that only someone you love could give you.

This went on for several minutes, but, like any sex charged young man, the
intense feelings were replaced by an increasing urge. This was the
primitive instinct that started to take over, and Lance began to move a
little faster, starting to piston in and out with increasing speed. He went
from staring at Kevin's face to burying his own into the pillow above his
head.

Kevin grunted with each thrust as he felt Lance start to move faster.

"Lance....babe...mmmmm...it's not a contest....you can...oh God....you can
slow down...." he managed to say.

Lance, however, wasn't listening. He did raise back up, though, and the
look one his face was one of pure, unbridled lust. He snapped his hips back
and forth, as Kevin brought up his hands and ran his fingers up and down
his sweaty back. Kevin shuddered as Lance's cock went back and forth over
his prostate, causing his own cock to stir and reawaken. He moved his hands
lower, sinking his fingers into Lance's ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging
them.

The shy Lance vanished, and was replaced with someone taken over by the
animal urges within him. A sheen of sweat coated his body, and he threw his
shoulders back somewhat, shaking his head. A spray of sweat went
everywhere, dripping down onto Kevin, who moaned as Lance continued to
piston in and out.

What Kevin was amazed at the most was the staying power Lance was
demonstrating. He figured that the first time would be over kind of
quickly, but this was obviously not the case. The continued massaging of
his prostate brought him back to full erection, and he brought one hand
between them in order to stroke himself. It didn't take long. Within
minutes, he was dripping precum. Seconds after that, Kevin had his second
orgasm of the night, spraying over his chest and stomach. Some of it shot
onto Lance, causing him to come back to reality for the first time since he
had gotten into the groove, as it were. He looked down questioningly, but
Kevin just shook his head.

"Don't stop," he panted, his head rolling a little from side to side. "Keep
going...uhhhmmmm...keep fucking me."

Lance then kicked into high gear, humping his hips well into the air, then
crashing back into Kevin, making their bodies quake with the
impact. Picking up speed, he started the home stretch.

"God Kev....oh God...I'm getting close...gonna cum...." he moaned.

Hearing this, Kevin reached up and pulled Lance's face down, kissing him,
driving his tongue into his mouth, dueling with the one it
encountered. Lance moaned into Kevin's mouth, and with one last hard
thrust, buried himself to the hilt, shuddered, and began to unload into his
ass. Shot after shot went deep inside, Lance moaning and whimpering all the
while.

At last, it was over. His orgasm reached its plateau, causing Lance to
shake one last time, then collapse on top of Kevin, gasping for breath and
shaking. With one last moan, he managed to pull himself up a little and
kiss him deeply, followed by a series of smaller, lighter ones across his
lips and face. It took several minutes before he was able to speak.

"I...I don't know what to say....how to thank you," he said. "I love you so
much right now...I can't find the words...."

"Then don't," Kevin said in a soft voice. "The look on your face says it
all, babe." He reached up with the fingers of his left hand to stroke
Lance's face. "How did you like it?"

"I loved it...it was so intense...and I felt so close to you."

"That was what I was aiming for....hearing you say that made this all
worthwhile."

Removing his softened cock from Kevin, Lance moved down a little to lay on
his chest. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and snuggled up to him, as Kevin
wrapped his arms around his still slick body. They lay like this for
several minutes, and almost fell asleep, when Kevin raised his head to
speak.

"We probably ought to take a shower and get cleaned up....unless you want
to stay all sticky like this."

"No, you're right," Lance said sleepily. "I do feel kinda gross....no
offense."

"None taken. That's the only bad part about having sex. It's great when
it's happening, but the results are just a little messy."

Laughing, Lance pulled himself up and got off the bed, helping Kevin to his
feet in the process.  They walked into the bathroom and got the shower
going. After washing each other, and getting a little playful in the
process, they returned to the bedroom wearing towels around their waists.

"Well, that woke me up," Lance said as he lay on his side on the bed.

"Yeah, me too." Kevin then looked at the clock. "Man, it's almost
two-thirty."

"Oh, so what. We can sleep in tomorrow. If anything, Justin can let himself
out." Lance waited for a moment before continuing. "Can I ask you
something?"

"Sure, anything."

"Well...do you think we can do that again? But like, this time you doing it
to me?"

"What, like tonight?"

Lance just grinned and looked at the bedspread, tracing the pattern on it
with his fingers.

"Man, someone really is eager. But to answer your question, I think we
should wait for that."

"Why?" Lance asked as he looked back up.

"Remember what I said before, you're going to have to work up to it...my
size and all? Even you said that he was pretty big."

"Yeah, but I'm willing to take that chance...."

"Lance, I think we should wait for a little while, okay? Getting you ready
is going to be fun, and we can take a whole night to do it. Besides, I
think you took some big steps tonight."

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?" Lance smiled. "I guess you're right, the third
step can wait for awhile."

"Two out of three isn't bad at all, babe." Then, figuring this was as good
a time as any, Kevin decided to inform Lance of a major decision he had
made. "I need to tell you something."

"Sure, what?"

"I have one last birthday present to give you, but there never seemed to be
a good time to do it.  Now would be the perfect time."

"Kev, I think you bought and did enough already...."

"Let me finish. Now, I was thinking all week of how to get around our
little problem this summer.  You know, you on tour and me...well, stuck
back in Oxford. So, here's what I've decided to do.  I'm going to come with
you."

Lance looked up with a confused and slightly astonished look on his
face. "You're going to what?"

"Come with you. Well, I mean not on the tour bus or anything, but I'll just
follow the concert schedule this summer, go from town to town. You can't
tell me that you never have any down time during all that?"

"No, we do, but..."

"See? It works out perfectly then. Whenever you're not performing, we can
spend time together. I think it's a great solution, don't you?"

Lance made no response, which caused Kevin's heart to sink a little.

"Lance?"

Lance got off the bed and walked slowly over to the window, looking down at
his pool and the reflection of the moonlight on the water. He was lost in
thought, and didn't hear Kevin get up and come up behind him, standing a
couple of feet away.

Kevin was now genuinely worried. Great, he thought, I just fucked up big
time. This was supposed to be the perfect weekend....I'm with Lance, we
made love...and then I open my big mouth. Two out of three...

"Lance?" he asked again, a little more quietly this time.

"I..I guess I didn't expect this, that's all. I really don't know what to
say. Part of me is jumping up and down inside...and the other part is
saying this is a bad idea." He turned around to face Kevin, and continued
before his boyfriend could say anything. "Kevin, I don't want you to have
to put your life on hold for me. Don't feel like you have to do this....if
there's something else you had planned for the summer, or you have a job or
whatever...don't drop all of that on my account."

"Lance...I don't feel like I have to do this. I want to do this. I just
want to be with you."

"I know," Lance said nodding, "and that means a lot to me, it really
does. But, Kev...I don't think you realize how crazy things get when we're
on the road. All of the traveling, the weird hours, that stupid bus. Plus,
there could be security issues with our management if you just keep showing
up everywhere we are."

"Couldn't you just tell them about me?"

"Well, yeah, I could. You really want to do this? You're sure?"

"Lance, I'm not just sure, I'm positive. And as for putting my life on
hold...well, I'm not really doing that. I usually just take some kind of
part time job somewhere, so that's not all that important, and I do have my
own money you know. Eric will be fine, he's a big boy. I really want to do
this, Lance....I want us to be together."

There was an uneasy silence as Lance digested everything he just heard.

"Okay, let's make a deal. Let me talk to the guys and some people with
management, make sure that there wouldn't be a problem. If not, I'll get
you all-access security and make arrangements for you to stay with
me...well, us, I guess...when we stay in a hotel somewhere."

"And what's the other part of the deal?"

"If, and it's a big if, somebody objects...then, I'll get back to
Mississippi as often as I can. And call you constantly. And write you
letters. And email you..." Lance broke out into a smile as he went on.

"Okay," Kevin chuckled. "I get the point. Alright then, we have a deal."
Kevin walked over and took Lance into his arms, hugging him. He did start
to feel better about the situation, but there was still a trace of doubt in
the back of his mind, that he had said and done something wrong.

"I think we should get some sleep," Lance whispered.

Nodding in agreement, Kevin walked back over to the bed and pulled back the
covers. They got in, snuggled up to each other, and kissed one last time
that night.

"Night sexy....I love you," Lance said.

"Love you too," Kevin replied.

While Lance fell asleep in his arms almost immediately, Kevin stayed wide
awake. Turning his head to look at the clock, he saw that it was now well
past four in the morning. That trace of doubt was still there, and it
bothered him.

'If Eric were here, I could talk to him and get this sorted out,' he
thought to himself. Then, he closed his eyes again in another vain attempt
to fall asleep, when another idea crept into his mind.  'Wait...Eric might
not be here...but someone else is.'

Gently prying himself loose, he got out of the bed and looked back at
Lance, who had now curled up on his side. Smiling, Kevin leaned over to
kiss his head softly. Rummaging around on the floor, he found his boxers
(at least he guessed they were...if they belonged to Lance, they still fit
pretty good anyway), and silently opened the bedroom door, walking down the
hall towards the guest room, and the sleeping Justin Timberlake.

He reached the room, and opened the door quietly, grateful that it wasn't
locked. There, laying on his stomach in the middle of the bed, was the
youngest member of N'Sync.

"Justin?"

No answer.

"Justin?"

Again, no answer. So this time, he shook his shoulder a little.

"Justin, wake up."

Stirring, Justin rolled over and opened one eye slowly, only to find the
boyfriend of his bandmate and close friend Lance Bass standing over him.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping with Lance?" he asked sleepily. "I don't go for
guys, remember?"

"Yeah, I know....but I kind of need to talk to you."

"Now? This can't wait until morning?"

"Well, it is morning," Kevin said as he reached over to turn on the light
next to the bed.

Justin groaned as he squinted his eyes. "This had better be important
Kev..."

"It is. Can I sit down?"

"Why not, you already woke me up." Justin sat up and yawned, moving over a
little so that Kevin could join him on the bed. "So what is so important
that it couldn't wait until a decent hour."

"I think I fucked up."

Kevin then explained what had happened. His decision to more or less follow
Lance and the rest of N'Sync across the country this summer while they were
on tour, and Lance's less than enthusiastic reaction, which he did not
expect. Even though Lance had promised to try and make some arrangements,
there was still this lingering doubt in the back of his mind that he had
made a huge mistake in suggesting this. Justin listened patiently, trying
to absorb as much as he could considering the hour, and then spoke up after
Kevin had finished.

"Well, he said he would look into it. I don't see what you're so worried
about."

"Yeah, I know....but it's the fact that he didn't seem happy about it,
that's the part that worries me."

"Did he get mad?"

"I don't think so..."

"Did he yell at you or say it was a stupid idea or anything like that?"

"No, not really."

"Then he's not mad. Kev, listen. I've known Lance for a long time, and if
there's one thing I know about him it's that he just doesn't jump into
situations without putting some thought into it first.  You probably just
caught him off guard, that's all. Let him sleep on it, and he'll be fine."

"You think so?"

Justin sighed and yawned again before continuing.

"Kevin, do you have any idea how long Lance has wanted a boyfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Then you also know that he's happy right now. Like, really happy, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Alright then. I seriously doubt that you pissed him off. I just don't
think he expected that kind of devotion right off the bat. I bet that first
thing in the morning he'll start making those calls he mentioned. And as
for the rest of us, I don't mind one bit if you become a groupie, and
somehow I don't think the others will either. Just as long as you don't try
and plaster cast us, then we won't have any problems."

Kevin laughed and began to feel better. "I suppose you're right. Thanks,
Justin, I really appreciate this."

"You're welcome. Next time make sure it's after nine before you start
asking for advice though, okay? Now get outta here and get back to your
man, and let me sleep in peace." Justin smiled as he turned over and lay
back down.

Kevin turned out the light and crept back to the door. "Thanks again!" he
whispered, but Justin responded with a series of mumbles and then light
snoring.

Creeping back down the hall, he returned to the bedroom and closed the
door. The moonlight streaming in from the window served as a perfect guide,
and he walked back over to the bed.  Dropping down the boxers he had put
on, Kevin crawled back in and cuddled up next to Lance, who noticed the
shift in weight on the bed, and moved over closer, allowing Kevin to wrap
an arm around him in the spoon position. Planting a soft kiss on the back
of his neck, Kevin sighed and started to drift off to sleep with a smile on
his face. Before he did though, he took stock of the situation.

'Made love with Lance....we're together....and one quick moment of feeling
dumb. Yep. Two out of three isn't bad at all.'


End of Chapter 13
But Kevin and Lance will return in Chapter 14, coming soon! Stay tuned and
thanks for reading!