Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2001 13:09:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Lulupower <lulupowerstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: nsa 30 with attachment...

No Strings attached, written by Lulupower

Legal disclaimer: This story is purely fictionnal and it doesn't mean to
imply anything about the sexuality of any of the celebrities mentionned in
it. Also, if you're not 18 or if you're offended by homosexual topics,
please leave now.

Author's note: Hey everyone!

First of all, a little seriousness here: I want you all to remember that
the legal disclaimer written up there is not there for nothing. It's true:
You have to remember that every story here on nifty is fictionnal and it's
not meaning to imply anything about anyone. A guy ICQ-messaged me to tell
me I was a freak cause I was implying stuff about N'Sync and dissing them
by saying they were gay.

I know all of you here don't think being gay is a serious diss, and I don't
either, but it looks like some people still do. And I hope that if anyone
is reading this and is still uncomfortable with two guys together, they'll
leave. Okay? And anyway, can someone explain why some people think being
gay is a diss?! I mean, being an homosexual only means that you love people
of the same sex. Nothing else. And that guy was like "When you say someone
is gay, it means they won't go anywhere and they're sick people." Come on!!
How fucked up was that?!?

The guys also said that the nifty website "popped up" on his screen.
Riiiiight. And that he had only read one paragraph of one chapter. But he
could tell that the story was about Lance and JC, that they were about to
get married, and he managed to find my ICQ number, which is only mentionned
in chapter 13. Is there something I'm missing here?!?

Okay, now that this is cleared up, THANK YOU to those of you who's taken
time to write me!! I really appreciate it! And to those of you who have NOT
e-mailed yet, SHAME ON YOU! ;)

A huge thanks to my best friend Eve cause you're always giving me good
advice. You're a saint! ;) I love ya and I miss ya A LOT! *hugs*

Go read these!

- My surprise romance, by Gabriella Morrisson (Best story I've ever read!
Great action! Great sex! Lots of naked Lance...Woohoo!!! And Gabby's
website is AWE-SOME: www.freespeech.org/gabriella ->Go and see it!)

- Brian and me, by DLS (Uh, are you still alive, D?)

- French kiss me, by Fallen Angel

- In Synchronicity, by Will

- Brian and Justin, by JM

- ...

(lots of them haven't updated in a while, but just re-read the whole things
over...it's worth it! *Grin*)


Okay, okay, I'll stop talkng now... ;)


                     **********CHAPTER THIRTY**********


"Shit." Lance said, getting up. "It's not what it looks like." Justin said,
trying to free his hands. "Oh *please*. You're tied to the bed, and Lance
was sucking on your cock. What else could it be?" Christopher said with
anger. "It's true...Justin wanted you to come back and find him tied to the
bed, as a part of your birthday present. And he asked me to tie him, cause
he couldn't do it himself. You can ask JC, he knew about it. I guess we got
a little caught up in the moment..." Lance said, looking at the
floor. Christopher sighed. "Lance, get out of here. Now." he said. Lance
nodded and walked out of the room. He slowly walked to his car, jumped in
and sighed, feeling the tears come to his eyes. "God, I've cheated on him
again..." Lance whispered. He felt a tear roll on his cheek, but he didn't
wipe it away. He felt another one slip from his eye, then another one, then
thousand of others. Moments later, he was crying like a baby. He cried for
a long time, his forehead pressed to the steering wheel.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang. He tried to compose himself and wiped away
his tears. He took a deep breath and pressed the 'Send' button. "Hello?" he
said, his voice a little shaky. "Lance? Baby, what's wrong?" JC asked,
clearly worried. Lance just started crying again, unable to stop
himself. "James? What's wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?" JC asked,
panick showing through his voice. "I...Justin...We..." Lance couldn't bring
himself to say it. "James...Calm down. Where are you?" JC
asked. "Justin's." Lance managed to say. "Okay, I'll be right there. Don't
move. Just wait, okay?" JC said. Lance nodded and whispered a small 'yes',
then he hung up, still sobbing. A few minutes later, the door flew
open. Lance looked at JC and threw himself in his arms, crying loudly. JC
let out a deep sigh. "Thank God, you're not hurt. I thought you had an
accident or something." JC said, gently caressing Lance's hair. "What
happened baby? What's wrong?" JC asked softly. Hearing no response, he
pulled Lance down and sat beside him on the concrete. "Tell me." JC
pleaded. Lance took a few deep breaths. "I love you Josh. I mean it. I love
you. More than anything in this world." He said softly. JC looked at him
with a puzzled look on his face. Then he frowned, and a second later, his
features softened a little. "You've cheated on me with Justin again,
haven't you?" JC asked softly. Lance's eyes grew wide. "How'd you know?" he
asked, his eyes filling with tears again. "I just knew." JC said, then he
got up. "Let's go home." He said. He got in his car and drove away. Lance
sighed, trying desperatly to hold back his tears, then he got in his car
and drove towards his place. As he got out of the car, Stacey and Tyler
were exiting the building. "What's up JC's ass? He just threw us out!"
Tyler said with anger in his voice. Lance looked at him with daggers in his
eyes. "May I remind you that this is *our* place, and that you two are
*guests*. So do as JC said, period." Lance barked, walking to his
appartment. He opened the door and found JC sitting on the couch, perfectly
calm. "Sit down." he said coldly. Lance complied and sat on the opposite
couch, a huge lump in his throat. "Explain yourself now." JC said. Lance
took a deep breath and looked at JC. He didn't see anything on his face,
and that was worse than any anger or pain he could have seen. "We...I tied
Justin to the bed. I was sitting on his stomach, and when I was done my
face was really near his, and we just...leaned in and kissed...and one
thing led to another and when Christopher caught us, I was...I was giving
him a blowjob." Lance admitted, his gaze dropping to the
floor. "Christopher caught you?" JC asked. "Yeah..." Lance said
quietly. "I'm sorry..." he added even more quietly, fresh tears filling his
eyes once again. "It's okay." JC said. "What?" Lance asked, jerking his
head up. "I said 'It's okay'." JC repeated. "You're not mad?" Lance
asked. "Yeah, I'm mad as shit right now James because you said you'd never
cheat on me again, but it's okay." JC said. Lance sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm
so sorry Jayce... I don't know what came over me. I know sorry isn't
enough, but it's all I can give you." Lance said, wiping his tears. "I'm
gonna sleep with Tyler tonight." JC announced, then he got up, walked to
his brother's room and closed the door quietly. Lance looked at his
watch. 8:30 pm. He had been gone for an hour and a half. He grabbed the
phone and dialed his sister's cell phone number. "Hello?" Stacey said,
clearly annoyed. "Stace? You can come back now." Lance said softly. "Are
you sure? Is everything alright?" Stacey asked worriedly. "Yeah.
Everything's fine.  Uh, there's gonna be a special tonight. You and Tyler
can sleep in the same room. Okay?" Lance said. "Cool! Thanks bro!" Stacey
sqealed. "No problem. But...Tell Tyler he can't go to his room, okay?"
Lance said, hoping his sister would understand. "Okay. We'll be home in a
few. See ya." Stacey said, hanging up. Lance hung up too and sighed
again. He got up, walked to his room and closed the door, then he collapsed
on the bed, sobs overcoming him once again. He cried until he fell asleep,
a few hours later.


The next morning, Lance woke up with a pounding headache. He sat in the
bed, his eyes still shut, and felt as if his head was about to
explode. Sighing, he laid back, carefully placing a pillow over his
face. "You're not going back to sleep James." he heard a familliar voice
say. He sat again, the pillow falling on his lap, and looked at JC.. He was
sitting in the rocking chair in the corner of the room. His eyes were red
and swollen, and had big bags under them. His face was pale as a
ghost. "What happened to you? You look like shit." Lance said bluntly. "My
boyfriend cheated on me *again*, that's what happened to me." JC said
harshly. Lance hung his head in shame. "I talked to Justin this morning."
JC said softly. Lance looked up. "He and Christopher broke up. He told me
the exact same story than you did, so I guess it's true..." JC said,
getting up and looking outside the window, his back to Lance. Lance
remained silent. "I'm not gonna break up with you again James. You know how
I feel about you. You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna give you a
week. *You* are gonna decide if you wanna stay with me. And I'm warning
you. If you decide to stay with me, you better be sure about it, cause if
you cheat on me again, it'll be over, forever. Is that understood?" he
asked, recieving a nod from Lance. "I'm gonna move out my stuff from this
room to Tyler's. He and Stacey can room together." JC added. "Okay." Lance
said. "So, starting now, you have a whole week to decide if you're gonna
stay together with me." JC said, leaving the room. Lance sighed and got
up. He walked to the bathroom and closed the door. He took two aspirins,
swallowed them with a gulp of water, got the shower running, stripped and
jumped in it. "James? You in there?" he heard his sister's voice say
through the door. "Yeah, Stace, I'm in the shower." he yelled. He heard the
door open, then close. "Spill." Stacey said. Lance peeked outside the
curtain and saw his sister sitting on the toilet. "Hey! I'm in the shower!"
Lance said, his eyes wide open. "Aw, come on. I've seen you naked
before. Now spill." Stacey said, rolling her eyes. "Spill what?" Lance
asked, closing back the curtain. "What happened between you and JC?" Stacey
asked. "What makes you think something happened?" Lance asked. "Hey, I may
be blonde, but I'm not dumb. He slept in Tyler's room yesterday. And this
morning he looked like he had been hit by a truck." Stacey said. Lance
sighed. "I cheated on him again." Lance admitted in a little voice. "You
what? Are you crazy?" Stacey yelled. "Ah, shut up Stace, you don't know
what happened." Lance said with anger. "I don't need to know the details!
And you said again. What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know how great
JC is? He's *the* perfect guy. And you go and cheat on him after all the
shit he went through the past few months? Are you cold-hearted or
something?" Stacey asked. "Did you know he cheated on me too?" Lance asked,
stopping the shower and getting out. Stacey's eyes grew wide. "What kind of
relationship are you two in? Is every gay relationship like that?" Stacey
asked, shocked. "No, of course not! What kind of question is that? We just
had our rough days." Lance said, wrapping a towel around his waist. "You
call that rough days? Geez...I wonder why you guys are about to get
married. You definetly are not ready for marriage..." Stacey said, shaking
her head. "Right. Like you know everything about that." Lance said. "I
don't claim to know everything James. I just know that when two people
truly love each other, they don't cheat on each other. Look at Tyler and
I. I know I love him. I don't have *any* desire for other guys! And I know
he doesn't have any desire for other girls either." Stacey said. "How do
you know that?" Lance asked. "Trust. I trust Ty. He trusts me. And you
should trust JC and JC should trust you. That's the base of every
relationship. If you don't have trust, you have nothing." Stacey said
wisely. Lance frowned. "I used to trust him. But then I found out he had an
affair with some random guy in a bar. I stopped trusting him and never
trusted him again since." Lance said softly. "That's bad James. Really
bad." Stacey said. "And then I cheated on him with Justin, and he stopped
trusting me. And I've cheated on him again..." Lance said in disbelief. "It
was with Justin? Ugh, how could you sleep with fro boy? Come on." Stacey
said, shaking her head in disgust. Lance rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I think
you two should see some psychologist or something. To help you rebuilt your
relationship, and on stronger bases." Stacey said. "Yeah. Maybe we should."
Lance said. "He gave me a week to decide if I wanted to stay with him. He
gave me the choice." he added. Stacey looked at him with wonder in her
eyes. "Do you want to stay with him?" she asked softly. "Yeah." Lance
replied. "Are you sure?" Stacey asked. "Yeah. I know I want to spend the
rest of my life with him." Lance said with confidence. "Then why in God's
name did you cheat on him?" Stacey asked. Lance sighed. "I don't know. I
just got caught up in the moment I guess. This time. The other time, I
thought I actually had feelings for Just." Lance said sadly. Stacey shook
her head. "You really need some counceling. The two of you." Stacey said,
then she got up. "I just hope you don't change your mind. You have to
follow your heart, and I know it tells you to stay with JC. Don't make the
wrong choice." Stacey said, then she left the bathroom.

'When did she get so wise?' Lance asked himself, making his way to his
bedroom. JC was laying on the bed, apparently asleep. The stereo was on,
and soft music was playing.


To dream
an impossible dream
to live
the sadness of goodbyes
to burn
of a mortal fever
to go
where nobody ever goes

to love
until you fall apart
to love
even too much, even badly
to try
without any strenght left
to reach
the inaccessible star

That is my quest
to follow the star
no matter what my chances are
no matter how much time I have left
to always fight
without questions, without answers
to be damned
to hear you say you love me

I don't know
if I'll be that hero
but my heart would be happy
and everything would be blue
because one madmad
is still burning
even if everything's been burned
he's still burning
even too much, even badly
to reach
the inaccessible star


Lance sighed softly, the words of the song hitting him like a knife in his
heart. "Maybe he's better without me...maybe it'd be best if I broke up
with him. I'm the one who's been causing him pain for the past few
months. And all I want is for him to be happy. Maybe he would be happier
without me..." Lance whispered to himself, walking to the window. "I don't
want you to think that." He heard. He spun on his heels and looked at
JC. He was sitting on the bed, looking at Lance with a sad look on his
face. "I told you already. If *you* think that *you* are better off without
me, then I want you to break up with me. But if you're happy with me, and
if you promise to never *ever* cheat on me again, then we have to stay
together. *I'm* no good without you. Now you have to decide if *you* are
any good without me." JC said. Lance sighed. "I'm the cause of all your
pain. And you still wanna be with me? I don't understand you." Lance said
softly. "I *love* you. There's nothing more to understand." JC said
softly. "I love you too you know. With all my heart. I don't know why what
happened with Justin happened. All I know is that it happened, and now
you're hurting and that's the last thing I want. I just want you to be
happy Jayce. And you're obviously not happy with me." Lance said with a
sigh. JC frowned. "Don't *ever* say that. I've never been happier in my
life. Never. So what if you make mistakes. We all do. You're a man, not a
saint...I love you like you are, flaws included." JC said. "It's not fair
to you." Lance said. "Life ain't fair." JC replied softly. They both
remained silet for a few moments. "Stacey told me we should see a counselor
or something. To help us rebuild our relationship on stronger bases." Lance
said, sitting on the bed. "Does that mean you told her you wanted to stay
with me?" JC asked with hope in his eyes. "Yeah." Lance said. JC didn't
smile, but his eyes lightened up. "I think she's right. We should see a
psychologist." JC said simply. "Yeah. We need to trust each other
completely. And right now, we don't trust each other at all. We have to
work on that." Lance said. JC nodded and took Lance's hand in his own,
feeling it's warmth and softness. "I'm ready to work Lance. I'm ready to do
anything." JC said, his voice a little shakey. Lance looked up at him and
saw tears filling his beautiful blue eyes. "I don't wanna loose you..." JC
added, a single tear rolling on his cheek. "You won't." Lance said
confidently.


                         **********TO BE CONTINUED**********


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