Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2001 12:41:37 -0800 (PST)
From: Lulupower <lulupowerstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: NSA 31

Legal discalimer: 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 and don't ICQ-message me telling me I'm a freak.

Author's note: Hello everyone! Lovely day, isn't it? :) Sorry, I'm feeling
happy today. In a sickening way. ;)

Anyways, here's part 31 of NSA. Hope you enjoy it! Don't forget to e-mail
me with comments, questions, ideas, anything, at lulupowerstories@yahoo.com

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- Many others...

Okay, no further ado, here's the story.


                **********CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE**********


"So, Joshua, tell me a bit about James." The psychologist, Mrs Baldwin,
asked. It was the first time JC and Lance went there for their
therapy. "What do you want to know?" JC asked. "Everything." Mrs Baldwin
said. JC felt a little uncomfortable, talking about Lance while he was
there. He cleared his throat and scratched his neck, then he
began. "Well...He's 21 years old, he comes from Mississippi. He has a
brother and a sister, Ford and Stacey. Stacey is living with us, she's
dating my brother. He loves to sing, he loves music a lot. He likes Garth
Brooks. He likes to look good, so he spends a lot of time in front of the
mirror. Uh...He loves to go outside and walk...Uh...He's affraid of
bugs. He likes to cook. He's very intelligent. He always thinks about stuff
that we usually don't think about, little things that could make me or
others happier. He's mature, he's caring, he's very shy...um...He's
everything to me. And I love him a lot." JC said, blushing a little. The
doctor nodded and looked at Lance. "And you, James, tell me a bit about
Joshua." she asked. "Um...He's 25 years old. He's from Washington...He also
has a brother and a sister, Tyler and Heather. He's been sick for a while
now, about seven months. He had to leave N'sync, and he's not coming back
until next summer, after the wedding. He *loves* to sleep... Music is his
life. I don't think he'd live if there was no music. Um...He likes to
dance. He likes to cuddle in front of a movie...He's full of energy and
passion. He's intelligent, and nice, and sweet...He's also everything to
me, and I love him to death." Lance said, smiling. JC smiled too and took
Lance's hand in his own. "Okay, you guys obviously love each other very
much, and I think it's wonderful." Mrs Baldwin said with a warm smile. "But
you two told me that some things happened, and these things made you loose
the trust you put into each other. Which one of you cheated on the other?"
she asked. "Actually...We both cheated on each other. I started this mess
last year, I slept with a guy I had met in a bar. And recently James
cheated on me with my best friend Justin. Twice." JC said, a little
bitterly. "Didn't you tell me you had forgiven James?" Mrs Baldwin asked,
frowning. "Yes, I did. And I did forgive him." JC said. "You obviously
haven't. Or if you have, you're still more bitter about it than you let
on." Mrs Baldwin said. JC looked at the floor and nodded. Mrs Baldwin wrote
something on a sheet, then she looked at Lance. "Why did you feel the need
to cheat on Joshua?" she asked. Lance sighed. "The first time I had sex
with Justin, I actually thought that I had feelings for him. JC and I were
on a break, and it was because I had kissed Justin, and I really thought I
had some kind of feelings for him. After a while, Justin made me realise I
didn't, and JC and I got back together. And...two days ago, I went at
Justin's. He had asked me to tie him to his bed so he could surprise his
boyfriend. And...I don't know, once he was tied, his face was only inches
from mine and...we kissed. And one thing led to another, we got really
caught up in the moment I guess. His boyfriend caught us while I...while I
sucked him." Lance said, blushing heavily. "So it was involuntary? Do you
regret it?" Mrs Baldwin asked. "Yes. An awful lot." Lance admitted. "I
called him about an hour after Christopher caught them, cause he wasn't
home yet, and I was worried, and he was crying so hard, I thought he was
injured or something...And so I took my car and joined him, and he was...I
don't know, he was a wreck. I had never seen him cry so much." JC said
softly. "And, Joshua, you told James that you never wanted him to cheat on
you again, or it'd be over forever. Right?" Mrs Baldwin asked. "Right." JC
said. "How did you react to that James?" she asked. "Well...it scared me at
first, but then I realised that it wasn't scary, cause I know I never want
to cheat on Josh again. We're getting married in four months and I don't
even want to *think* about cheating on him. I love him." Lance said
confidently. "That's good. If you two *want* to stay together, then I don't
see why you couldn't do it. It'll be all for today. Tomorrow, same time,
same place?" Mrs Baldwin asked. "Yup. Thanks doc." JC said with a smile,
shaking her hand. Lance shook her hand too, then they left.

Once outside, Lance took JC's hand in his own. "Josh?" he called, slipping
his sunglasses on. "Mmmm?" JC said, looking at Lance. "I think we're gonna
be fine." Lance said with a smile. "I don't think so. I know so." JC said,
smiling too. Lance looked at his watch. "Up for a coffee? My treat." Lance
said, pointing to a small coffee shop near the building they had just
left. "Good idea." JC said. So they crossed the street and entered the
small shop. It was empty, except for the waiter and two old ladies sitting
together, looking as if they had been there all their lives. JC and Lance
walked over to the counter and the waiter looked at them with a
smile. "Good afternoon gentlemen. What's it gonna be?" the man said with a
thick British accent. "I'll have a latte. What about you Jayce?" Lance
asked. "Same here." JC said. "Two lattes on their ways. It'll be 5,40$
please." the man said.

A few minutes later, they were sitting at a small table, enjoying their
coffees. "Sweetie? Have you really forgiven me?" Lance asked. JC raised an
eyebrow. "Sweetie?" he asked. Lance smiled shyly and blushed. "Hey, it's
cute. And yes, I've forgiven you." JC said. He reached out and put his hand
on Lance's. Lance looked in his eyes and smiled. "You look unbelievably
handsome today, *sweetie*." Lance said. JC blushed. "Thanks." he
whispered. Lance's smile grew wider. "And you know what else, *sweetie*?"
Lance asked. "What?" JC asked. "I love you." Lance said softly. JC
smiled. "I love you too baby." JC said. "Do you think Stacey's right?"
Lance asked, out of the blue. "About what?" JC asked back, taking a sip of
his coffee. "She said we weren't ready for marriage." Lance said. "I don't
know. I hope not...I really want us to get married this summer. But..."
Lance cut him off. "There's a but?" he asked. "Well...I don't know. After
all, we've only been together for a year...Maybe we should wait another
year, see where it leads us..." JC said. "I don't know. Maybe...Are you
saying the wedding's off?" Lance asked. "I didn't say that. Do you want it
to be off?" JC asked. "I don't know, do you?" Lance asked. JC laughed a
little. "No, I don't want it to be off." he said. "I don't either." Lance
said, relieved. "Good." JC said, smiling warmly. "I think we should start
looking for stuff." Lance said. "Stuff?" JC asked. "Yeah, stuff. Our
tuxes. Music. The cake. The invitations. The church. The reception after
the wedding. Flowers. Maids of honor. Who's gonna be your best man?" Lance
asked. "I don't know. Probably Tyler. You?" JC asked. "Hmm...Ford is way
too young. Justin maybe. Would it be okay?" Lance asked. "Why wouldn't it
be okay?" JC asked, surprised. "I don't know. With everything that
happened..." Lance said. "Nah...it would be fine." JC said, giving Lance's
hand a squeeze to let him know it was true. Lance smiled. "Who's gonna be
the bride?" Lance asked. "What?!" JC asked. "Who's gonna walk down the
aisle I mean." Lance said. JC sighed and laughed. "You had me puzzled there
for a minute." he said, then he scratched his neck. "I don't know, I don't
really mind. I guess you could do it since you're younger." JC said. Lance
nodded. "Good. And um...Are you gonna be James Lance Chasez, or am I gonna
be Joshua Scott Bass?" JC asked. Lance's eyes grew wide. "I have no
idea. What do you think?" Lance asked. "I think Joshua Scott Bass sounds
better." JC said with a smile. Lance smiled too. "Joshua Scott Bass. I like
it." Lance said. "What about the music? I want classical music in our
wedding. I don't want some cheap guitar player singing some old country
song that 'means a lot to us'." JC said, making quotation marks with his
fingers. "I hate that kind of weddings. I want classical music, with some
guy playing organ and a singer singing classical stuff. Is that okay with
you?" JC asked. "Yup. Definetly. I'm gonna let you choose the music though,
you're way better than I am." Lance said. "I'm gonna make you listen to
some CD's I have at home. And we'll choose together." JC said. "Okay."
Lance said simply. They remained silent for a few seconds, then Lance
looked at JC. "Are you nervous?" he asked softly. JC smiled a
little. "Yeah. Of course I am. But it's a good kind of nervousness. I'm
nervous about the whole thing. I know I wanna spend the rest of my life
with you, that's not what I'm nervous about. You understand?" JC
asked. Lance nodded. "What about you? Are you nervous?" JC asked. "Yeah...a
little. Mostly, I'm affraid that you'll realise what a jerk I am and you'll
decide you don't wanna spend the rest of your life with me." Lance said
lowly, looking at the table. JC's eyes grew wide. "Are you serious?" JC
asked. Lance nodded with shame. JC frowned. "James, baby, look at me." JC
demanded. Lance looked up. "How many times do I have to tell you? I'm madly
in love with you. Forever. *I* *love* *you*. And you're not a jerk. Do I
look like someone who'd fall in love with a jerk?" JC asked. Lance shook
his head no. "Good. Now, do you believe me or do I have to tell you in
chinese?" JC asked with a smile. Lance smiled a little. "That's my
boy. Now, we could go outside and take a nice little walk, what do you
say?" JC suggested. "I say it's a good idea. Let's go." Lance said, getting
up and taking JC's hand in his own. "I'm glad we can do that now." JC said
as they exited the small shop. "Do what?" Lance asked, once again slipping
his sunglasses on. "Walk together hand in hand and be all mushy in
public. It's great, isn't it?" JC asked. Lance smiled and squeezed JC's
hand a little. "Yup." he said. "So, where are we going?" Lance asked as
they walked in no particular direction. "I don't know." JC replied. So they
walked, hand in hand, until they were tired of walking.

An hour later, they were back to their place. "Is there anyone home?" JC
called when they opened the door. No answer. "They must be out." Lance
said. JC smiled deviously. "Oh, are we on our own, Mr Bass?" he asked. "I
think we are, Mr Chasez. What are you planning on doing?" Lance asked with
a smile. JC just smiled and pressed his lips against Lance's. He pulled him
towards their bedroom and opened the door. A girl's voice shrieked. "Get
out, now!" they heard a male voice yell. JC shut the door. "Dear God in
Heaven. Tyler and Stacey were having sex in our bed." Lance said in
disbelief. "You two, get out of there, *now*." JC said through the
door. "We're coming." Stacey said loudly. Lance walked to the couch and
plopped down on it. "I can't believe it." JC said, sitting beside
Lance. "Neither can I." Lance said simply. A few seconds later, Stacey and
Tyler came out of the door, their faces flushed. Tyler was clad in only his
boxers and Stacey had Tyler's shirt and jeans on. "Sit down." JC
commended. They complied, and looked at the floor. "What in God's name were
you two doing in *our* bed?!" Lance asked. "What do you think it was James?
God, he can be so stupid sometimes..." Stacey said, dropping her voice for
the last words of the sentence. Lance threw her a dirty look. "I thought
you two weren't having sex? That's what you told us." Lance said, raising
an eyebrow. Stacey blushed and Tyler found a sudden interrest in his
fingernails. "Well we're having sex now. We...we did it for the first time
the night we slept in the same room, when you had your fight." Tyler said,
his voice barely above a whisper. JC's eyes grew wide. "You two are
sleeping together? Oh my God. What are we going to do about that?" JC
asked, first looking at Tyler and Stacey, then at Lance. "I don't
know... You guys are using protection and all, right? You know how
everything works?" Lance asked. "Yeah. But thanks for asking." Stacey
said. "Can we leave now? We have unfinished buisness to take care of."
Tyler said. "Oh my God. Too much information Ty." JC said. "Wait. It still
doesn't explain what you two were doing in our bed." Lance said. Stacey
blushed. "I just wanted to borrow a condom. I was going to buy a box and
give one back to you later on. We...We just started kissing in your room
and...you know..." Stacey said shyly. Lance nodded. The two kids took that
as a cue, got up and walked to Stacey's room, closing the door behind
them. JC and Lance sat there, dumbfounded. "I can't believe it. He's only
seventeen!" JC said. "How old were you when you first had sex?" Lance
asked. "Twenty-two. You?" JC asked. "Eighteen." Lance said with a
smile. "Okay, so I lost my virginity really late. They've been together for
like two weeks." JC said, then he smiled when he saw Lance's face. "I get
your point. We weren't even together when we had sex for the first time. At
least they've been honest with us." JC said. "Yeah. Now I feel *weird*."
Lance said. "Yup. They're doing it like *now*." JC said. "Oh God. You know
what? That's disgusting. Your brother having sex with my sister? Ugh..."
Lance said, shuddering. JC nodded. "You're right." he said, then he
smiled. "Now, where were we when we were so rudely interrupted?" he asked,
leaning in and pressing his lips on Lance's. Lance smiled through their
kiss. "It was somewhere near there, I think." he said when they parted. JC
got up and grabbed Lance's hand, pulling him to their room.


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


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