Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2005 15:22:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: Shannon <swimfan_777@yahoo.com>
Subject: Model Me Chapter 18

Disclaimer: Anything mentioned in this story is complete fiction. The
sexuality of anyone in the story is not necessarily true, but just written
to entertain. If you are underage or if it is illegal to read pornographic
material where you live, please leave now. Also, if you are uncomfortable
with gay relationships, you should not read any further. For everyone else,
enjoy the show....

        Cold sweat poured like a river down his spine. His fists were
clenched around the hot wet sheets so tightly his knuckles began to turn
white. Each short gasp of stale air he managed to take in burned through
his lungs as he tried to catch his breath causing his entire body to be
racked with a series of violent shudders.
        Why was this happening again, he wondered as blackness closed in on
both sides of him. Not here. Not now.
        He tried to stand up, but couldn't. He tried to open his eyes but
it felt like his lids had been glued shut. He needed to get the image of
that man out of his mind for good. He knew that was the only way to forget
about the horrible things that had happened. But he felt in his heart that
those bloodshot squinting brown eyes could never be erased from his
memory. They would always be a part of him.
        He slowly pushed the image out of his brain with the only thing
positive he could grasp his mind around. The gleaming yellow teeth
disappeared replaced by Craig's beautiful smile. The crooked nose faded
away revealing Craig's gorgeous features. And those eyes, those ungodly
eyes finally dissolved leaving room for Craig's clear green iris' to
appear.
        Justin was finally able to open his eyes, a single tear traveling
down the side of his face. He sat up running his hands up and down across
his eyes, cheeks, and nose trying to erase the bad thoughts that had caused
his panic attack. At least that's what he assumed they were. He hadn't had
one that bad in a really long time. It scared him to think they could come
that suddenly and be so powerful.
        "Good morning beautiful! Oh, you're awake," Craig said with frown
lines darkening his flawless face. "And I thought I'd be able to wake you
up with breakfast in bed." He laid a tray with Justin's favorite breakfast
over his lap. "Pancakes and bacon, extra crispy, for my prince," he said
kissing his lover's clammy forehead.
        Craig frowned again running his hand across Justin's pale damp
cheek.
        "What's wrong?"
        "Nothing," Justin was finally able to squeak out. "Thank you for
breakfast it looks delicious. But I'm not very hungry."
        "Okay now I know something's wrong. You're always hungry."
        "I just had a weird dream, that's all," Justin said almost
flinching at having to lie to the man he loved.
        Craig looked at him a moment almost assessing the situation. "I'm
sorry," he finally said. "Do you want to talk about it?"
        "No not really," Justin said moving the tray aside. "I'm just going
to hop in the shower. I'll feel better after that."
        He kissed Craig lightly on the cheek and moved on to the bathroom,
closing the door behind him.
        "You can be the strangest man in the world sometimes Justin
Timberlake," Craig said scooping up the tray and heading back downstairs.
        As he let the events of the morning sink in he realized that there
had been a lot of bad dreams lately making their way into his boyfriend's
pretty little head.
        There was one a few nights ago that Justin had actually woken up
from screaming in a way Craig never wanted to hear again. Each time it
seemed he got more and more secretive about what had scared him.
        The phone in the kitchen rang loudly jarring Craig out of his
thoughts.
        "Hello?" he said, still unsure about answering Justin's phone
although they had already been living together for two months.
        "I didn't wake you guys did I?"
        "No Josh you're good. What's up?" he asked actually smiling to hear
the man's voice. JC and Wade had been very incommunicado for the past month
or so. Everyone assumed it was the whole "newlywed" status. Not that they
had actually ran off to Hawaii or Vermont, or wherever its legal now, and
gotten married. They were just in that blissful, walking on clouds, rose
colored glasses, can't keep your hands off each other, wild passionate
animalistic fucking sort of place.
        "What are you guys doing tonight?" JC asked.
        "Nothing that I know of. Why?"
        "Well Lance and I were talking yesterday and we thought it would be
cool if everyone could get together for dinner or something."
        "You know I bet Justin would love that."
        "What about you?"
        "Well yeah! Lance is practically keeping my best friend hostage
over there. This impromptu get together is probably the only time I'm ever
going to see him this century. Where did you guys want to go?"
        "Not sure yet. Anywhere I pick will be vetoed by Lance anyway. One
of us will just call you back when we have it straightened out."
        "Sounds good. We'll be here."
        "Babe?" Justin called bounding down the stairs.
        "Yeah in the kitchen," Craig said placing the phone on the counter.
        "Where'd my breakfast go? I'm starving."
        "Are you bipolar?" Craig asked suddenly.
        "What?" Justin asked laughing pausing at the entrance to the
kitchen.
        "You just said you weren't hungry," Craig said watching as Justin
moved over to him.
        "I worked up an appetite," he said wrapping his arms around Craig's
waist and pulling the man as close to his body as possible.
        "And what exactly did you do in the shower to get to be in such a
good mood?"
        "Day dreamed about you sexy," he said placing his pink lips over
Craig's.
        Their hot wet tongues found each other quickly, slowly caressing
back and forth as their lips stayed locked together in a soft embrace.
        "Okay," Craig said breathless after their kiss. No matter how many
times they did that it always felt like the first to him.
        Justin pecked his lips and the corner of his mouth.
        "Will you join me for breakfast?" he asked leaving a trail of
kisses down Craig's throat to the nape of his neck.
        "Right now I'd pretty much do anything you asked me to," he said
with his eyes still closed just taking in the feeling of Justin's strong
arms around his body and his lips on his skin.
        "Oh really," Justin said taking the sweet sensitive skin between
his teeth gently. He moved one hand up along the outside of Craig's thigh
over his loose fitting jeans to his waist right beneath his t-shirt. His
hot fingers ran underneath the shirt rubbing Craig's tan ripped abs and
continuing their trail further up to his chest.
        The phone started to ring again making them both drift back down to
reality.
        "Don't answer it," Justin said placing his hot wet mouth back over
Craig's.
        "I think it might be Lance, baby. We're all supposed to go out
tonight."
        "When did all this happen?"
        "Josh called while you were taking a shower," he said answering the
phone. "Hello? This is him."
        Justin tried his best to block out the interrupting phone call as
he concentrated on running his tongue over every part of Craig's neck.
        "Like what?" Craig asked winking at the man as he kissed his
lips. "Is it that bad?" he asked breaking the kiss.
        Justin stopped his lips poised over Craig's and looked at him
quizzically.
        "I don't have time to come down today so over the phone will have
to do for now," Craig said running his hand along Justin's strong jaw line
and pulling him closer to his body.
        Justin could feel Craig's heart start to pound harder in his chest
as he let out a small chuckle.
        "What?" Craig asked laughing. "You're joking."
        "What is it?" Justin asked watching Craig closely. The man may have
been laughing but his eyes told a different story.
        Craig looked at him mouth open to speak but said nothing. "Yeah I'm
here. I just have no idea what to say. Do you know anything else?"
        Craig paused for a moment listening but still running his hand over
his lovers face. "Okay, are you at the office today? I'll give you a call
back in a little while," with that he hung up.
        "Baby..." Justin said running his thumb over Craig's cheek.
        Craig looked down at the phone in his hands and then met Justin's
bright blue eyes, "I have a brother."

***

        Breakfast had never been JC's favorite meal by any means. Well
actually morning in general he could do without. But he did have to admit
that there was something about a cute little platinum blonde boy bouncing
around his kitchen at the crack of dawn that got his blood, and other
things for that matter, pumping.
        There was no way he could even fathom having as much energy that
early as Wade seemed to have, especially after the night they
had. Unfortunately there hadn't been any carnal activity like he had
planned. JC found out quickly that trying to sleep with a raging hard-on in
addition to the sound of Wade practically moving furniture down stairs all
night was not a good combination.
        "Are you listening?" JC asked for the third time in a row. He had
never thought of Wade as the air head, day dreamer type but lately he was
so inattentive.
        "Yes of course baby," he said with a broad smile. "It's just hard
to concentrate when you're standing right in front of me like that."
        Wade wrapped his arms around the shirtless man and held him close
placing his lips on his forehead.
        "I'm glad to see I still turn you on."
        "Are you still mad about last night?"
        "I'm not mad," JC said involuntarily turning his head away from his
friend.
        "Yes you are. I should have called you if I was going to be late I
admitted that last night, okay? How was I supposed to know you were going
to make dinner?"
        "Because I told you before you left."
        Wade paused a moment with a blank look on his face.
        "Never mind," JC said pushing away from the man. "It's over. But
I'm telling you now that we're all going out tonight, okay?"
        "Sure, sounds fun. I have to go out for a bit but I'll be back in
time," Wade said running his hands over the empty pockets of his jeans.
        "Where are you going?"
        "Just out babe," he said walking into the living room.
        "You're not going to eat breakfast with me?" JC asked following
him.
        "No I'm not hungry," he said turning over couch cushions. "I made
that for you."
        "And I won't see you until when?"
        "What time are you leaving?"
        "Like seven I guess."
        "Oh yeah I'll be back in plenty of time."
        "Good," JC said picking up a set of keys from the coffee table
right in front of Wade and holding them out to him. "Looking for these?"
        "Yeah. Thanks babe," he said kissing JC on the cheek.
        "I guess I'll see you when you get back."
        "Okay. Oh hey I left my wallet somewhere yesterday can I borrow
like fifty bucks?"
        "Upstairs on the dresser," JC said walking back into the kitchen.
        He sat at the table and listened as Wade walked around overhead for
a moment and then back down to the living room. Before he could say
anything he heard the front door close and the Jeep start up outside.
        JC wasn't sure why the scene they had just played out always
affected him so much. They had been going around in circles like that for
weeks. It wasn't like Wade had moved in or anything, far from it
actually. He was just usually hanging around and most nights he did stay
over. Thinking back JC actually couldn't recall a night since their little
tryst started that they had spent apart. Even though lately Wade wasn't
coming over until a long night of partying was over at three or four in the
morning, they were always together when the sun came up.
        JC had fooled himself long enough into thinking that their
fuck-fest was actually something more, or that it could at least become
something more. He had been at peace for exactly one month and two weeks,
yeah he was keeping track, before everything started to change. He had
never thought Wade was much of a partier before but that seemed to be all
he was interested in doing lately. JC tried to hang in there and not be Dad
or the stick in the mud all the guys always said he acted like when it came
to hanging on dim sweaty dance floors for long periods of time. But it
seemed like when ever he actually did venture out with Wade they got split
up for most of the night; the younger man was always no where to be found.
        He must have just been too happy with the way things were. He knew
it would only be a matter of time until Wade's true colors showed
through. All relationships, no matter how dysfunctional or perfect at the
beginning were apparently all doomed at some point. The only question now
was when and where exactly the final blow would take place?

***

        "I think this is my favorite position we've been in yet."
        Lance laughed looking down at the man lying on his bare chest. "You
have got to be kidding Brian."
        "Nope. I love this," he said cuddling just a bit closer to the
singer.
        "Me too," Lance said running his fingers through the short read
hair of his companion. "Let's stay like this all day."
        "I wish we could," he said with a sigh.
        "Why not?"
        "I have a shoot at two."
        "I don't see why you're still modeling when you own your own
company now."
        "I don't know," Brian shrugged running his had idly up and down
Lance's smooth chest. "I love modeling and believe me the talent agency
runs itself or else it would have been in the ground a long time ago."
        "There's no way with as much time as you spend on it."
        "It only works because I have such good people in New York handling
the day to day stuff for me."
        "I'm glad you don't have to go up there that often."
        "Nope. Only twice so far huh?" Brian asked turning on his stomach
to face his lover.
        "Yeah. And I must say that last trip was extremely fun," Lance said
with a laugh.
        "I love your laugh," he said smiling and leaning into the man
making sure their lips pressed firmly together.
        Lance ran his hands up and down the firm muscular back that was
hovering over him cherishing each touch like it was his last. He loved the
way Brian's body was put together and wouldn't change one freckle on his
sexy face.
        A cell phone began to vibrate on the nightstand by Lance's head
making him groan.
        "You get that and I'll be right back," Brian said kissing his lips
one last time before slipping from beneath the warm blue sheets.
        "Where are you going?"
        "Just to the bathroom," he said with a wink.
        Lance watched him walk across the room loving the way the broad
tanned frame looked without any clothes on.
        "Hello?" he said almost breathless.
        "Hey buddy what's up?"
        "Nothing Josh. Just hanging out."
        "Good. Come over."
        "Right now?" Lance asked picking up the alarm clock to get a better
look at the faint neon green numbers.
        "Yeah I'm bored. Let's do something."
        "Okay," he said quickly. "Give me a few."
        "Cool bye."
        "Bye," Lance said already starting to get out of bed as he flipped
his phone closed and put it back on the charger.
        "And where do you think your going?" Brian asked walking back out
of the bathroom.
        "Oh," Lance said amazed that he had forgotten about the man he had
been so enthralled with for the past few months with one call from JC.
        "Oh...?" Brian asked kneeling in front of him. "You don't want to
keep me company until I have to work?"
        "No I want to," he said caressing his soft rosy cheek. "That was
Josh though."
        "Another life or death emergency?" Brian asked trying to sound as
lighthearted as possible.
        "Nothing like that. He just wanted to hang out sweetie. Why don't
you come too?"
        "No I have to work soon, remember?" he said standing and moving
towards the dresser.
        "Oh yeah I forgot. But not for a few hours. You could just drive
over with me."
        "No thanks," he said pulling on a pair of red plaid boxers. "But
you go ahead."
        "Are you sure?" Lance asked walking up behind him and wrapping his
arms around his firm stomach.
        "Yes I'm sure. I'll just see you tonight," Brian said still not
entirely okay with the situation.
        Lance kissed his neck and then released him to find his clothes
which were strewn from one end to the other of Brian's bedroom.
        "Call me when you get off work, okay?" Lance asked pulling on the
pair of pants and shirt he had worn the night before on their date.
        "Okay," Brian said sitting back down on the bed to watch his lover
change.
        "I'll see you later," Lance said kissing his lips softly.
        "Bye."
        Brian watched as Lance left the room listening as the front door
closed behind him. He laid back on the messy swirl of blue sheets and
sighed. When exactly had he become the other man?


**Hey everyone! Long time no read. Hope you enjoyed the new season of Model
Me and will stay tuned for many more chapters to come. Any comments or
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