Date: Mon, 23 Jan 2006 08:58:36 -0800 (PST)
From: HR Lind <hr_lind@yahoo.com>
Subject: Meeting Love chapter 16

Disclaimer: The following story is fiction and is not intended to imply
anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any
personal knowledge about their private lives. I am just a fan with what I
hope is a good imagination.


I've heard from a couple new fans.  I love hearing positive feedback!

If you have suggestions or thoughts, let me know.  hr_lind@yahoo.com

If you are interested in knowing when new chapters will be available, I
have created a yahoo group.  http://groups.yahoo.com/group/meetinglove/
Please join.


Chapter 16

When Friday finally came, I was in straight panic mode.  I was totally
freaking out.  I wasn't panicking about marrying Lance.  I was panicking
because we still had to go get our marriage license.  Once we did that, our
relationship was going to be out in the open.  There would be no hiding
anymore.  Not that we hadn't been preparing ourselves for this, but I was
comfortable being out.  I never had to hide who I was, Lance did.  I was
worried for him.  For the media, and the fans who would treat him
differently.  He tries to tell me that he is okay with coming out publicly,
but I don't believe him.  I remember that conversation two months ago when
he was so afraid that Matt was going to out him.  We were very lucky that
Matt never did anything.  His radio station had been banned by Jive
Records, with the understanding that if he never said anything, they would
lift the ban within a year.

I was standing at the island in the kitchen staring at my to-do list.

"Sweet stuff, it's time to head to city hall," Lance came up behind me and
put his arms around my waist and laid his head on my back.

"Are you sure you want to do this?  We can just have a ceremony and not
make it legal."

"I am positive.  I want to become Mr. James Lance Bass-Lindsay.  I want it
to be official, and I want the world to know how much I love you.  Please
stop worrying.  I want to do this with all my heart."

"I don't think I could love you more than I do right now."

"Good, now let's go.  I don't want to miss getting the license.  Why did we
decide to wait to the last minute again?"

I turned around, looked down into his eyes and raised an eyebrow.

"Stupid question, I know."

We walked into the front hall, I grabbed my keys off the hook and I locked
up the house.

"Ry, do you have enough change?"

"Change for what Jamie?"

"The T."

"You want to take the T?"  The Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority
or MBTA is made up of subway, bus, commuter rail and boat lines.  Most
people refer to the subway as the T and everything else as its name.  My
house is very close to the B train of the Green Line, which would take us
right to city hall.

"Ry, when are you going to realize that I am not afraid to be with you in
public?"  Lance asked.  He looked like he was about to cry.

"Jamie, I'm sorry it's not that.  It's just that it takes over an hour to
take the B line to Government Center.  I figured it would be faster to just
drive in.  I know a bunch of shortcuts.  And we are kind of pressed for
time."

"No, I'm sorry.  You're more familiar with Boston than I am.  I should have
realized that you were going for efficiency."

He took me in his arms and kissed me.  Right there in the middle of the
driveway.

"Jamie?" I was confused.

"I am not hiding anymore.  I will touch and kiss you in public, because
that's what young couples in love do."

"But Jamie, you hate public displays of affection, and I'm not too keen on
them either."

"Okay," he grinned.  "You're right.  That was totally out of character for
me.  But I wouldn't be opposed to holding your hand while we're out."

"That I can handle."  I gave him a hug and opened the car door.  He got in
and I went around the other side to get in the driver's seat.

We drove to city hall.  I gave Lance a quick tour of the city as we passed
by landmarks or important streets.

"You are going to have to give me driving lessons.  I am never going to
figure out this city on my own.  What's with all the random one way
streets?"

"This city was built up as people moved in.  There is no rhyme or reason to
most of it.  Speaking of which, when does your car get here, because we'll
have to come back to city hall to get you a resident parking permit."

"Actually my car isn't being shipped up anymore.  I decided to sell it."

"Uh, Jamie, public transportation is great and all, but you really need to
have a car."

"Oh, I know.  I'm getting a new one."

"Oh, okay."

"Ry, don't be like that.  One I can afford a new car, and two I decided it
would be better to have something a little more stable for New England
winters."

"When are you going car shopping?"

"Already did.  I have the registration with me, and the paperwork to get
the parking permit."  He said smiling.

"Oh.  So what did you buy?"

"A silver Range Rover Supercharged edition, with navy interior."

No way, that is my ultimate dream car and I know that it costs over
$90,000, hence the reason that I could never buy it.  I was so jealous.  Up
until that moment, it hadn't mattered to me that Lance was famous and that
he was a multi-millionaire, because he never threw it in my face.  Now, it
hurt that he would shove his wealth at me.

"Nice car."

"I thought you would like it."

"Uh, yeah I do."

"That's why I got it for you."

"Huh?"

"Ry, that car is my wedding present to you.  I got myself something else."

I felt horrible about the thoughts that I was just having.  "Okay.  So what
did you buy yourself?"

"Promise not to laugh?"

"Sure."

"A fully loaded Volvo XC70 all wheel drive, in blue."

"Um, Jamie, that's a station wagon."

"I am fully aware of that fact.  I didn't want another SUV, but I needed
something with a lot of room for when we have a family."

"Jamie, are you serious?"  I know that we had talked about wanting children
way back when we were only talking online.  We had never approached the
subject since we've been together.

"Yes Ry, I am.  We both want children and whether we adopt or use a
surrogate, we both want a large family.  That's why I got the child
restraint seats and the third row too."

"You're joking."

"Nope, I want to be prepared.  Now let's get out of the car, walk over to
city hall, get two parking permits and one marriage license."

It was then that I realized that not only had I finished the drive
downtown, but had parked the car in a garage as well.

"Okay, I'm ready."  I paused.  "Um, Jamie?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"You do realize that I can't afford to give you a $90,000 wedding present?"

"Ry, I know.  And I know what I ask of you next is going to be hard for
you, but. . . Once we are married, all of my assets will become yours as
well.  I would like to think that you would be 100% comfortable in sharing
my money with me, but I know that you won't.  You will still think along
the lines of yours and mine, and that is ok.  But don't ever think that you
need to compete with me, or think that I am throwing my wealth in your
face.  I just want to spoil the love of my life."

"Jamie, you are right.  That will be hard for me.  Only minutes ago when
you were telling me about the Range Rover, I was getting so jealous.  I
know that you knew that was my dream car.  And it is so amazing that you
got it for me, but that is exactly what I was thinking, that you were
throwing it in my face and I am so sorry for thinking that way."

"Ry you don't need to be sorry.  I know you well enough to know what was
going through your head.  I love you."

"I love you too," and there on the steps of city hall I kissed my love.

It did not take a very long time to get everything done at city hall.
Afterwards I brought Lance over to the Union Oyster House for a late lunch.
When we went home, I was exhausted.  The week had been so hectic with
finalizing everything.  Lance and I decided to take a bath and then a nap.

I turned on the jets in the tub, and climbed in.  Lance climbed in and
leaned up sideways against me.  His shoulder was digging into my sternum,
but I didn't mind because he was kissing my pecs.  When he started to play
with the nipple ring, I knew I was not going to get that nap I needed.

"Jamie?" I moaned.

"I need you Ry.  I need you to be inside me."

I reached down and grabbed his cock.  I stroked it, up and down.

"Not in here, I want to be in bed with you," he panted.

We got out of the tub and quickly dried off.  Together we walked to our bed
and lay down.  I started to kiss Lance's collar bone.  He was rubbing his
hands on my chest.  He gave my nipple ring a hard tug.  I was in ecstasy.

"No foreplay.  Just take me."

I looked at Lance, I saw his desire.  I would do anything to make him
happy.  I slid into his ass, and was amazed when he just kept clenching his
ass cheeks tighter.  It was as if he was trying to draw my dick into him
even more.

I started to push and pull, in an out.  Harder than ever before.  My balls
slapping his ass, his ass rippling.  Our bodies were slick with sweat, I
was having trouble staying in the position I was in.  I flipped us.  I was
on my back, and Lance was now riding my cock.  I pulled my knees up to give
him some balance.  But he was having none of that.  He didn't care how our
bodies were, he just wanted my cock buried deep inside his ass.  He slowed
the rhythm, and while still sitting on my cock, turned so that he was
facing away from me.

He turned his head back to me and said, "sit up against the headboard."

I sat up, put my hands around his waist and moved us up against the
headboard.  My cock was further up his ass than it had ever been.  He
started to slowly move his hips in a circular motion, grinding himself
against me.  I started to pull on his cock.  I was sucking on his neck.
The only sounds heard were our moaning.  His body shivered, and I knew he
was about to come.  I felt that deep churning inside my body and did not
hold back.  I came, and then he did.  We stayed like that until we could
both breathe normally again.  He went to move off my lap.

"Don't.  I want to stay inside you."

I shifted our bodies down the bed and leaned back.  Lance leaned back with
me, and I moved us on to our sides.  We fell asleep with me still inside
him.

Two hours later we were startled awake by the phone ringing.

"Hello?" I asked when I answered it.

"Uncle Heath?"

"Yeah, Kayla.  What's up?"

"Why aren't you here yet?"

"Where?"

"The rehearsal dinner.  It starts in half an hour.  I thought we were
supposed to meet you here early.  We had Mom drop us off at the hotel."

"Oh shit.  I forgot.  We'll be there as soon as possible."

I hung up the phone and dragged Lance into the shower.

"No nookie, we don't have time.  We're supposed to be in Quincy right now,"
I said.

"What happened, I thought we had plenty of time this afternoon."

"We overslept.  Now hurry up."

We raced through out shower and getting dressed.  It's a good thing that we
had already laid out what we were wearing that night.

The rehearsal dinner was not a formal affair.  Actually we weren't even
having a rehearsal.  It was just everyone getting together for dinner the
night before the wedding.  I knew that both my friends and Lance's had
wanted to throw us bachelor parties, but neither one of us were into that,
so we decided to have one big party.

As I drove us to the hotel in Quincy, Lance was getting fidgety.

"Sweetie, what is wrong?"  I asked.

"I'm worried about Joey.  He still hasn't told me what is wrong with him
and Kelly."

"Jamie, he'll tell you when he is ready.  At least be happy that Kelly let
him bring Brianna with him for the wedding."

"I know.  I should be thankful.  But I am just so worried about him.  He
has never been this distant."

"Let's see if we can get him to open up tonight.  We'll pull him aside, but
no getting angry if he doesn't want to talk, okay?"

"Okay."

We got to the hotel five minutes before our guests were due to arrive.
There was so much that I had wanted to do, and now none of it was going to
get done.  The dinner would still be fine, it was just those finishing
touches I like to have.

When I walked into the function room, it was even more beautiful than I
could have imagined.  It looked like one of the kids had found my to-do
list and went at it.  Everything was perfect, from the silk flower
arrangements to the pictures of Lance and myself scattered around the room.

"Kayla, where are you?"  I called out.

"Behind you Uncle Heath."

I turned around and brought her into my arms.  I swung her around and
planted big kisses all over her face.

"Thank you so much for everything.  You made this room look beautiful."

"It wasn't just me.  The others helped too."

"Well then, I thank you all for an amazing job."

"Me too," Lance piped in.  "I could never pull something like this off."

"No problem.  We were happy to do it," Ben said.

Hugs were exchanged all around.  And the rest of our guests started
arriving.  I noticed Brianna running into the room, followed by her father
and this really gorgeous guy that I've never seen before.

"Jamie, who is that guy with Joey?"

"Oh that's his friend Drew," he paused "Drew?  Why is he here?  And why are
they holding hands like that?"