Date: Sun, 18 Jul 1999 19:10:38 EDT
From: lictor (at) aol (dot) com
Subject: NSYNC-lance-n-jc, part 4

"N SYNC: LANCE 'N' JC
CHAPTER 4
	
Usual disclaimer applies: This is a work of fiction. It is not meant to
imply anything about the orientation, beliefs or anything else about
the real members of "N Sync or anyone else. If you are under 18, or
are offended by graphic depictions of homosexual relationships,
please go away.

Thanks to all those who have emailed me! I love to hear from you
(especially if you like it). Constructive comments welcome, flames
ignored.
lictor (at) aol (dot) com
	
	
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	Justin woke at 8 in the morning. It was early -- especially for
him-- but the sunlight streaming through the sliding doors was
painfully cheerful. He flopped around on the king-sized bed in his
hotel room for awhile but couldn't go back to sleep: the events of the
last couple of days kept unspooling through his head like a jumbled
news report. First the awful sight of JC and Lance tumbling off the
back of their disabled boat in the storm two nights ago, then having
to wait helplessly until dawn to begin searching. The endless hours of
combing the beach with the Coast Guard and police, almost dreading
what he might find around the next dune. Then the media got wind
of it somehow and the 'Missing Boy-Band Members' became big news
on the mainland. He had the terrible job of telling his mom that JC
and Lance were missing... and possibly drowned. Even now he
shuddered at the thought.
	But he had actually been the one to find the guys, safe and
sound on the shore. The youngest member of 'N Sync didn't even
fully understand how deeply he cared about those two; he smiled
unconsciously thinking of them. Their little family of brothers was
back together, but something was still bothering him... something had
changed... he just couldn't figure out what.
	Finally Justin threw the covers off in frustration and got up. 'I
know, the health club at this resort is pretty nice; I'll go down there
for awhile and work out.' He thought. But first he decided to call his
mom. He knew Alex their manager had called the families right after
the guys had been found, but he wanted to tell her himself that
everything was cool now.
	"Hello?" Just the sound of Lynn's voice was always reassuring
to the youth.
	"Hey mom!" He grinned into the receiver.
	"Justin! Honey, I'm so glad you called! We heard that the boys
were alright, but..."
	"I know, I wanted ta tell you too. They are fine; a little shook
up of course, but no damage. JC says a dolphin actually pulled them
to the shore! Can you believe dat!?!"
	"Well, what's important is that our prayers were answered and
they are back safe with you where they belong. Now I hope that if
you ever get in a boat again you'll wear a life vest."
	"Yes mom!" Justin answered dutifully. "So how are Paul and
Jonathan?"
	"Paul is fine, and Jonathan is okay now. But you know how he
loves JC, and when we didn't know... he was in pretty bad shape.
Maybe you could get JC to call soon and talk to him? Jonathan would
really appreciate it. He's at a neighbor's right now."
	"I'll do that mom! Gotta go now though, love you!"
	"I love you too son, just be careful!"
	Justin hung up the phone with a sigh. 'Jonathan isn't the only
one who loves JC.' He thought to himself, furrowing his dark brows.
	He rummaged around in the closet and bureau for several
minutes before finally finding something to wear: a blue
Abercrombie t-shirt, Nike running shorts (baby blue) and sneakers.
After making sure he didn't have bed-head, Justin wandered down
to the gymnasium floor. At the entrance, he dutifully showed his
room pass to the attractive young girl behind the counter and flashed
her a winning smile. "Good morning!" He beamed.
	"Good morning Mister Timberlake." She smiled back. "Would
you like a towel?"
	"Uh, yes please." Justin was a little surprised; she knew who he
was but obviously was not ga-ga over him. Then he remembered
that one of the unique things about this remote Hawaiian resort was
that they catered to celebrities and the staff was trained to be
discrete and act in a professional manner no matter who was here. It
was kind of refreshing.
	"Here you go. The men's locker room is to the left; we have a
full weight room, pool, and aerobic machines. If you need anything
just ask an attendant."
	"Thanks!" He sauntered in. No one was in the pool yet, there
were a few men and women on the machines, and in the weight
room he found Toby and House, two of their bodyguards, getting in
some lifting before their work shift. In the corner on some mats was
Terry the computer guy, dressed only in a pair of black Tommy
shorts. He was staring into space while going through a series of very
slow, dance-like maneuvers. Justin realized he must be doing T'ai Chi
and paused to watch. 'Nice boards,' he thought, admiring Terry's tight
six-pack and defined pecs.
	Terry's smooth, lean chest was filmed with sweat and his short
hair was also soaked; it seemed incredible to Justin that this kind of
thing could be so strenuous. There was something very graceful and
elegant about it, though. As he watched, Terry seemed to finish up
and looked over at him.
	"Hey, Justin!" He grabbed a towel and wiped sweat from his
face as he walked over. 'Man,' Terry thought, 'Justin looks fine in
those shorts. But you better chill out; he's just 18, and you know he's
gotta be straight. Play it cool, just try to be friends...' Terry managed
to compose himself as he got to Justin. "Hey, I am so relieved to hear
that JC and Lance are okay man!" He tentatively put his hand on
Justin's shoulder. "Alex called us all after he called the families to
assure them that everything was okay. I didn't sleep hardly at all the
last couple days until last night when I heard, and I know you didn't
either."
	Justin smiled. It was nice of Terry to show his concern; he'd
been supportive during the nightmare on the boat too. And his hand
felt kind of... reassuring. Justin realized that the older guy must be at
least 6'1", a couple inches taller than himself. 'Not an ounce of fat on
him either, pretty good for his age, 27 I think Joey said he was. Not
that 27 is all THAT old,' he corrected himself. He felt kind of
disappointed when Terry let his hand drop.
	"You sleep okay last night? For some reason you don't strike
me as the 'early riser' type." Terry interrupted his mental side-trip.
	The teenager smiled crookedly. "Yeah, woke up early today,
thought I'd get in a workout. You gonna be at da meetin?"
	"Yep. At some point I'm supposed to go over my ideas to
redesign the web site so you guys and management can give me
some input. Try not to fall asleep!"
	"Nah, man I'm interested in dat stuff! I wanna get on-line one
of these days. Say, what was that you were just doing? Was it T'ai
Chi?"
	"Yep, helps me clear my head."
	"And I guess it's harder than it looks, seein' as you're all
sweaty."
	Terry smirked. "I guess. It takes some concentration. I know
some Tae Kwon Do also; now that's a workout."
	"What's that?"
	"Uh, kind of like Karate, though it originated in Korea. Lots of
power-kicks and stuff."
	"That is so money, man! So you can kick ass, like Jackie Chan!"
Justin hopped around doing some comedic chop-socky moves.
	Terry burst out laughing at Justin's maneuvers; a couple of
people in the gym glared at them but he ignored it. "I guess, but I do
it mainly for exercise. I started because my ex... uh... my ex was
Korean and got me into it."
	"Korean girlfriend? Thas' cool. Sorry you broke up."
	"Actually, umm..." Terry looked around to see if anyone else
was in hearing range and dropped his voice. 'Well, here goes, just
hope he doesn't flip out on you,' he thought. "Actually ex boyfriend."
He looked at the floor. "I'm gay, I hope that doesn't bother you."
	"Hey man, I'm cool with it!" The teenager said a little quickly.
"I'm straight, you know, but it's not a problem." Truth be told, Justin
was kind of surprised. He never would have thought Terry was gay.
It didn't really bother him... at least he thought it didn't.
	"That's a relief. I wasn't sure if I should say anything, but I
don't like to hide it. I, uh, I know you're straight of course, but I
appreciate your friendship."
	"Hey same here, dude. I've heard we have a lot of gay fans in
fact. And..." he lowered his voice and said in a conspiratorial whisper
"We still don't have the goods on Lance." He winked.
	"Hey, man, be nice. Lance may not know himself yet.
Sometimes it takes a while for a guy to face it." Terry's mind was
racing -- he couldn't believe Justin had said that Lance could be gay.
Lance was so cute; he'd been Terry's favorite since he started
following the group over a year ago. There was something about him,
a vulnerability and a sincerity that really appealed to Terry. Not to
mention those beautiful green eyes. 'Could Lance be gay? And do I
have a snowball's chance in Hell of getting anywhere with him?'
	"I wasn't meanin' to crack on Lance." Justin said a little
defensively. "We're tight; I love Lance like a brother. It doesn't
matter to me if he's gay or straight. If anything had happened to him
or JC..." He started to choke up again just at the thought.
	"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that; I guess I'm just a little
sensitive about it. But if he is gay I guess he'd have to hide it at least
from the fans; can't have teen heartthrob Lance Bass turn out to not
like girls at all!"
	"Um, yeah, I guess not. I hadn't really thought about that."
	"I'm gonna take a swim, dude, see you at the meeting!" Terry
said, glancing at his watch.
	"Okey dokey dude, catch yah later." Justin started warming up,
but he was distracted the whole time: he had a lot to think about.
	
---

	Lance and JC lay entangled in each others arms for several
minutes while they caught their breath and shared a blissful feeling
of closeness.
	JC ran his fingers caressingly through Lance's sweat-soaked
hair and sighed. "That was wonderful, thank you."
	Lance levered himself up on his elbows to face JC. Their bodies
separated with a wet sticky sound from the sweat and cum on their
chests. "It was for me too, Joshua Chasez. I'm sorry about the mess,
though." He smirked.
	"You can cum on me any time, baby. Are you sure you are
okay?"
	"Maybe a little bit sore, but it was definitely worth it! I'm fine
really."
	JC placed his hand on Lance's smooth cheek and their eyes met:
sapphire blue to sea-green. "You are so very special, I just want you
to know that."
	Lance blushed and looked down with a shy smile. "Thanks...
you make me feel special, JC." Then he noticed the clock next to the
bed. "Oh man, it's almost ten; we're supposed to meet downstairs in
fifteen minutes! We've been at this for three hours!"
	"Time flies baby." JC shrugged, still caressing Lance's face and
neck. "I wish we could stay in bed all day together."
	Lance rolled off JC and flopped on his back. "I think it would
kill me! But I would die with a smile on my face."
	"I guess we should get ready." JC said unhappily. "And we need
to call our parents before the meeting! Alex told them we were okay,
but I'll feel better after I reassure them myself.
	"Yeah, same here." Lance nodded. "But you better get back to
your room before the other guys start knocking on your door."
	JC sat bolt upright. "Omigod you're right! I forgot all about
that!" He leapt off the bed and scrambled to pull on some clothes
while Lance watched him with amusement.
	As JC finished dressing (more or less), Lance pulled on his robe
and sat on the bed. His smile faded as he began to think about their
relationship. 'We can't sneak around forever,' He thought. 'If this is
serious -- God please make it so, I love him so much -- we are going
to have to tell the other guys. I just pray they will accept us as we
are.'
	Lance was drawn from his reverie when JC sat next to him on
the bed and put his hand tenderly on his bare thigh. "What's the
matter, Scoop? You're frowning." He asked with concern in his voice.
	"ThinkingÉ again. I guess I worry too much." Lance sighed.
"And I'm a little scared about calling my mom. You know how she
has this sixth sense when I'm not telling her everything. And I'm
sure not ready to tell her about 'us' yet!"
	"Yeah, I know what you mean. We have a lot to deal with. But
it will be okay." JC took Lance's hand and squeezed it. "I love you
babe, and together we'll face whatever we have to, right?"
	Lance looked at JC and managed a smile. "I love you too, so
much it almost hurts."
	JC closed his eyes for a moment and smiled, moved by Lance's
words.  Tears welled in his eyes... he felt fingers caress his cheek.
	"I'm sorry JC, what did I say wrong?"
	"Not a thing." JC opened his eyes and smiled at his lover. "It's
happy tears." Then he rose to his feet, drawing Lance up with him.
"But I better go! See you in the meeting room in a few."
	They kissed, at first briefly. But they lingered in each other's
arms, continuing with playful, gentle kisses.
	BANG! BANG! BANG!
	"Lance! Get up man!" It was Chris!
	"Damn!" Lance croaked, clutching his chest like he was having a
heart attack. "Chris has the worst timing." Then he went to open the
door as JC hid in the bathroom.
	"Hey Scoop! Still on castaway time?" Chris joked after seeing
Lance was still in his robe.
	"You could say that." Lance smiled weakly.
	"Well, JC didn't even answer when I knocked, but we know
how he likes his hobby. Maybe I should get the maid to open his
door --"
	"-- Actually, I just talked to him --" Lance cut him off. "-- on
the phone. He was about to get in the shower so maybe he just didn't
hear you knock."
	"Oh yeah, of course!" Chris fell for Lance's white lie. "Okay, see
you in the Maui Room in a few minutes?"
	"Yep!"
	"Better hurry or Joey's gonna eat everything in sight!" Chris
added as he headed down the hall.
	Lance jumped as he felt a hand slide into his robe and caress
his stomach. "Oh man you scared the daylights out of me!" He whined
to JC as he let the door close.
	"Sorry babe but I can't keep my hands off you." JC whispered
as he hugged him from behind. "But I need to shower. I have Lance
all over me."
	JC slipped down the hall to his room and Lance reluctantly
trudged to the bathroom to get ready. In the shower he began
mentally going over their revised schedule while they were in
Hawaii: today and tomorrow they were going to the just-completed
state-of-the-art studio facility to work on the new albumÉ also
tomorrow they had an interview with John Norris from MTV, who
was flying in to talk about the video shoot, upcoming tour, and of
course now his and JC's boating accident. JCÉ
	Lance closed his eyes and let the warm water flow over his
body. He smiled to himself thinking of his friend, his lover. 'I never
would have believed it. The years of confusion, of denying, of hiding
my love -- my desire -- for him, thinking that he would never feel
the same way about me. It's too good to be true.' He thought of his
favorite song off their album again.

	"I never thought that love could feel like this;
	Then you changed my world with just one kiss.
	How can it be that right here with me
	There's an angel... it's a miracle."

Tears of pure joy flowed down his cheeks and mixed with the shower
water.
	Finally, Lance snapped out of his musing. He got out of the
shower and turned on MTV. Sure enough, as he dressed, Kurt Loder
came on with the headline:
	"At the top of the news, 'N Sync fans can breathe a sigh of relief
along with the anxious friends and families of group members Lance
Bass and Joshua "JC" Chasez. As we reported yesterday, Lance and JC
were lost overboard during a freak storm while filming a new video
in Hawaii. A massive air and sea search was launched by the Coast
Guard, Air National Guard and local police. When no sign of them was
found after over 24 hours, searchers began to fear the worst.
However, the two young men were miraculously discovered unhurt
yesterday afternoon in a secluded cove of the Big Island by group
member Justin Timberlake doing a shore search with the Coast
Guard. John Norris will have an exclusive live interview with the
boys tomorrow during TRL with Carson Daly..."
	'Miraculous...' Lance thought. 'Everyone says it's a miracle. I
hope that it's a sign that our love is not wrong...'
	Lance wandered away from the TV and finished his morning
rituals. His hair refused to behave to his liking (as usual) despite a
gallon of gel but he finally gave up. He ran out the door -- and right
into JC. He couldn't help smiling when he looked into those beautiful,
expressive eyes.
	"Hey Scoop! Great timing!" Joshua beamed. "Hair is looking
good."
	"I hate it." Lance pouted.
	"Oh come on, it's perfect." JC gingerly touched it with his
fingertips. "And deadly! Those spikes could kill!"
	They hurried to the elevators, stole a few furtive kisses on the
way down and were in the meeting room only fifteen minutes late.
There was a buffet with all kinds of food and drinks, tables set u in a
U-shape with some projection equipment and a big wall screen.
	In addition to Chris, Joey and Justin, there were their
bodyguards, some of the video crew, various staff people, producers,
and Alex, who was overseeing everything here in Hawaii for their
management company. Lance noticed that Justin and Terry the
computer guy were sitting together, deep in conversation. Joey and
Chris were at the buffet table and saw them as they walked in.
	"Hey its the boys from the Blue Lagoon!" Chris joked. "Now I
wonder which one of you was Chris Atkins and which one was
Brooke Shields?"
	Lance blushed crimson at Chris' sexually suggestive comment.
	Joey rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath to Chris "Go
easy on them man."
	Chris gave Joey a surprised look then turned back to the others.
"You know I didn't mean anything by that, you guys."
	"Just Chris being his usual self!" JC said as he sauntered over to
the table and grabbed a plate.
	Lance forced himself not to run after JC as Chris came up to
him. "About time you got down here, there's a lot to go over." Chris
said, as he fed himself a strip of bacon. "We're not used to Scoop and
Big Daddy both going AWOL on us!"
	"Sorry!" Lance managed a weak smile and edged to the table. "I
guess I'm still kind of out of it."
	Joey stopped on his way back to the table and put his arm
around Lance. "We're just so glad you guys are okay and back with
us. You know..." He found it difficult to talk.
	"Thanks, Joey." Lance smiled. "I know, but I appreciate you
saying it too. I imagine it was hard for you guys not knowing if we
were okay or not and not even being able to do anything about it."
	"I knew you and JC would take care of each other."
	"I would be a goner if it wasn't for JC." Lance said quietly. "He
literally saved my life."
	"It's made you two even closer, too, hasn't it?" Joey asked, his
eyes locking onto Lance's.
	The blonde youth felt a little uncomfortable under Joey's
unusually probing stare. Joey Fatone wasn't stupid, but surely he
didn't suspect...? It seemed like he was trying to get Lance to admit
something. 'Man, I'm getting paranoid!' He thought. "Yeah, I guess it
has," he nodded.
	"Well, just don't make Justin jealous, you know how possessive
he can be with JC. I think sometimes he misses the old Mickey Mouse
Club days."
	"That's a scary thought. But I think Curly has a new friend
anyhow." Lance gestured with his fork to where Justin and Terry
were sitting.
	"Yeah, I can't quite figure what that's all about." Joey shrugged.
	"Man you are sure doing a lot of analyzing lately! If you're not
careful you're gonna get a rep for being an armchair shrink!" Lance
said around a piece of French toast.
	Joey made a face. "Hey, somebody's got to take charge while
you guys take a holiday. You know it ain't gonna be Chris or Curly!"
	They wandered back to the table, where Justin finally noticed
them. "Heyah guys!" He jumped up and hugged them both.  "Glad to
get to sleep in a real bed?"
	Lance blushed again, and JC smiled. "Yeah I slept GREAT! How
about you, Lance?" He asked teasingly.
	Lance shoved another wad of French toast into his mouth and
nodded, his face now beet red. JC sat down next to him, grinning
wickedly.
	"Coo'" Justin turned back to Terry. "That was kinda whacked."
He whispered.
	"Yeah..." Meanwhile Terry was watching Lance. 'Why is he so
embarrassed? And the way he looks at JC...' Terry had a strange
feeling in his gut. 'Lance and JC? No way.' But his gaydar told him:
'Way.'
	The meeting went fairly smoothly. Terry was first, using his
laptop and a projector to show them some new web design ideas. The
young webmaster explained the digital camera he had been using
during the video shoot, and how he was taking some 'behind the
scenes' pictures and video, which could be loaded to the web site.
The idea was to give the fans a greater feeling of being in touch with
the group on a day-to-day basis. If this worked well, they might
continue it during the tour, with a kind of daily report from the road,
complete with candid pictures and comments from the guys. Justin
noticed that Terry was a little nervous giving his presentation and
tried to be encouraging in his comments, which he could tell was
appreciated. Joey was obviously fascinated by the camera and asked
a lot of questions too. They all liked the new web site concept. Chris
mentioned that they would want to see the pictures before they got
posted.
	"Of course, I'll run everything by you guys before I put it on
the site." Terry assured them.
	"Management will have to approve it too of course." Alex
interjected.
	"Of course!" Chris rolled his eyes.
	Justin leaned towards Terry after he finished. "Excellent job
dude," He whispered. "So are you going with us on the road?"
	Terry felt himself blushing; Justin's warm breath on his ear, the
smell of his cologne... "I hope so. Are you cool with that?"
	"That would be phat, dude!" Justin beamed.
	After Terry's presentation, Alex went over their schedule. He
talked forever as usual, and Justin found himself disliking the man
more and more.
	In addition to working on their new album and the interview,
they had some more filming to do near the hotel for the new version
of "The Girl Who Has Everything", and a photo-shoot. But that would
all be tomorrow. The remainder of the day was to be in the studio
with their producers...

----

	It was after two in the morning when the boys finally got back
to the hotel and arrived at their rooms.
	"I'll be asleep before my head hits the pillow!" Joey said as he
staggered to his room.
	"I AM asleep." Justin grumbled, laying his head against his door
while searching for his room key.
	Lance and JC shuffled around in the corridor, stalling until the
others entered their rooms. When Chris was finally out of sight,
Lance smiled shyly at his lover. "Sleep with me?"
	Joshua came up behind Lance and wrapped his arms around
his shoulders. "I can't think of anything I'd rather do." Linked
together, they shuffled into the room.
	Moonlight shone through the balcony doors, illuminating a view
of the courtyard, and beyond, the Hawaiian rain forest. Further out
the expanse of the shimmering sea beyond. JC reluctantly released
Lance as the younger boy walked over to the doors. "It's so
beautiful," He sighed. "I'll never forget how this place changed my
life."
	JC stood next to Lance and took his hand. "Me neither, Scoop. I
discovered that my sweet wonderful friend was also the man of my
dreams."
	Lance closed his eyes and smiled, basking in the warm feeling
JC's words gave him. Then he shivered in pleasure as JC moved
behind him and his lover's hands tentatively range over his body.
	"I missed you today; I hardly got to see you." Lance murmured.
	"I missed you too, Scoop. But Justin and I had to lay down the
lead tracks for 'I Always Knew.' How was it with you?
	"Chris has got some good ideas I guess, but you know, I'm not
much of a songwriter."
	"You could be if you wanted."
	Lance abruptly changed the subject. "Do you think Justin is
acting different?"
	JC didn't answer right away. He wrapped his arms around
Lance's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Different how?
You mean since we got back?"
	"I felt like he was kind of cold to me today. And Joey said
something this morning about him getting jealous."
	"Justin, jealous... of us? He doesn't even know about us."
	"C'mon JC, we've all been together for four years; you and
Justin and Chris live together, you guys were in MMC way back when
he was what? 12? He's picked up a vibe, and so has Joey."
	"Talking about a vibe, I'm a little worried about Justin and the
computer guy." This time JC changed the subject.
	"Terry? He seems nice enough."
	"I think he's gay, and I think he has a thing for Curly."
	"You're joking."
	"You should see the way he was looking at Justin this morning.
He's going to have a shock when he understands that Justin is
straight. Besides, he's way to old for Justin."
	"There you go playing protective daddy again. Justin can take
care of himself."
	"Maybe. But I think he really likes this guy."
	"I think you're the one who's jealous. You don't want anyone
horning in on our family." Lance said, annoyance creeping into his
voice.
	"Maybe." JC kissed Lance's neck. But let's not talk about it
anymore. I just want to be with you."
	Lance let out a long shuddering sigh. "I'm sorry."
	"Nothing to be sorry about. Now, let me undress you, lover."
	"Mmm, okay Big Daddy." Lance smirked, closing his eyes. He
allowed himself to be undressed, JC treating him like a little boy. He
sat Lance down on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, then his
shirt, and finally his baggy jeans. When lance was down to his boxer-
briefs, Joshua quickly stripped to his boxers and pulled down the
covers. "Okay Scoop, let's go to bed." He guided the compliant, half-
asleep Lance between the sheets and snuggled up next to him. "I love
you." He whispered very softly, wrapping his arm round Lance's
smooth chest.
	"I love you, JC, more than anything." Lance murmured, and
drifted away to sleep.
	
----

	The phone rang at the ungodly hour of nine the next morning.
JC and Lance groaned in harmony and squirmed unhappily in the
bed. Lance reached out for JC and pulled up against him so they were
spooned together. He tenderly kissed the back of the taller boy's
neck. "Morning, honey." He said teasingly.
	"Mmmmorning." JC answered in a sleepy voice.
	"We have to get up, JC, we can't be late again." Lance tried to
sound stern.
	"Okay fine, you go take the first shower." JC retorted, thrusting
his hips back into Lance's crotch for emphasis.
	Lance decided not to point out that JC could go to HIS room and
use HIS shower right away, partly because he dreaded the thought of
JC leaving. "Ohh kay!" He sat up and had the misfortune of seeing
himself in the bureau mirror. "Oh gawd I look like crap!" He wailed,
pulling fitfully at his hair.
	"I love you anyway..." JC said, rolling over slowly. He opened
his eyes and looked at Lance in mock horror. "Oh gawd! You look like
crap!" He shrieked, then burst into giggles.
	"Oh take a hike!" Lance snarled, hurling a pillow at his lover.
"Your bed-head isn't much better!" He stormed into the bathroom
and slammed the door.
	Lance turned on the water and climbed into the huge, double-
sized tub/Jacuzzi. 'JC and I should use this thing later,' he thought
with a smile. He shampooed his hair clean and started soaping. Then
without any warning he felt a hand on his shoulder -- and nearly
jumped out of his skin. His eyes snapped open: there was JC, naked
and smiling.
	"I thought maybe we could save time and shower together." He
grinned.
	"You scared the shit out of me, man!" Lance growled, feeling
strangely shy.
	"I'm sorry Lance." Joshua's smile faded. "I'll leave you alone if
you want."
	"No, it's okay, I was just a little startled. You can make it up to
me by washing my back." He smiled demurely.
	"It's a deal, baby! Gimme the soap."
	"Don't drop it!" Lance snickered.
	They moved so they were mostly out of the direct spray from
the shower, then JC took the soap and worked up a lather. First he
massaged Lance's neck, then his shoulders, his arms... it felt so good
just to touch Lance.
	The steam swirled around them, their smooth lean bodies
glistening in the mist. Lance sighed, reveling in the pleasure of JC's
strong hands on his body.
	JC soaped Lance's back more sensuously, his foamy hands
straying down to the blonde's rounded gluteals. He admired his
lover's muscular body, his trim waist and pale smooth skin. Lance's
ass was virtually hairless, but his legs were covered with fine blonde
hair.
	"You have the most perfect behind, Lance Bass." JC said
appreciatively.
	"That's nice of you to say. I think I have a big butt though."
	"No, it's purrrrfect." For emphasis, JC cupped the blonde's firm
cheeks and kneaded them.
	Lance closed his eyes, giving himself over to the wonderful,
sexy feeling of JC's touch. His large penis, already semi-hard, leapt to
full attention. Then he felt the taller youth's hands on his hips,
sliding around... down to his crotch. He trembled as one hand closed
around his throbbing cock and the other cupped his plum-sized balls.
	"You are soooo sexy." JC moaned, slowly stroking Lance's thick
nine inches. He pulled closer, his own rock-hard cock slipping
between Lance's ass cheeks.
	Lance bucked his hips backward, causing JC's dick to slide along
the soapy crack. "That feels so nice buddy, don't stop!" Lance
mumbled. He grabbed onto the stainless steel hand grip which
surrounded the tub.
JC leaned forward so his chest connected with Lance's back, and
he began to kiss and lick the shorter boy's neck. Lance turned his
head and JC's tongue worked its way forward along his jaw and up to
his ear, where he tenderly chewed on the lobe and probed the
delicate contours.
All these erotic caresses were driving Lance into a frenzy of
desire; all he could do was groan in his sexy deep voice and beg for
more. "God, JC that feels sooo good!" He whimpered.
	"Oh... Lance..." JC said, his voice tight with emotion. He stroked
his lover's dick, at the same time sliding his hard cock up and down
Lance's crack while rubbing their bodies together, wet skin slippery
with soap. Keeping one hand on Lance's shaft, JC used his other hand
to caress the younger boy's chest and abs, and fondle his nipples. His
mouth found Lance's and they French-kissed passionately.
	"JC... I want you." Lance growled throatily, thrusting back
against his lover. He felt hot all over; it was hard to breathe, he was
trembling with desire.
	"Are you sure, babe?" JC asked, his hands pausing in their
work. He wanted Lance so bad but didn't want to push it.
	"Yesss, please JC.... make love to me. I want you inside me, I
need you."
	JC's hard penis throbbed in its firm cradle of flesh. He rocked
his hips and crouched down slightly, aiming his cock towards Lance's
hole. Each time he tried though, it just plowed along Lance's furrow.
He was reluctant to release Lance's pulsing dick but realized this
wasn't going to work.
	But Lance sensed his problem: he reached around and gently
took hold of JC's seven-inch dick, guiding it towards his sphincter.
The blunt head connected and JC pushed.
	"Ohhhhh!" Lance gasped as the head popped in.
	Joshua froze. "I'm sorry baby, am I hurting you?"
	"No... no... god that feels so good." As if to prove it, Lance
pushed back against the taller boy, taking a couple more inches up
his tight ass. Then he rotated his hips sexily, altering the angle of JC's
penetration. JC's cock did hurt a little, but the pleasure far
outweighed the discomfort.
	JC trembled from the intense sensation. "Baby you are so
wonderful!" He resumed stroking Lance's huge meat and eased more
of his dick into his lover's warm channel. He took a few minutes
working it in to the root, making sure that Lance was comfortable, all
the time slowly stroking his lover's massive rod. "Feel okay?" He
whispered in Lance's ear.
	"Oh yes, it feels great. I love you inside me. I feel... complete."
Lance moaned back. He couldn't believe that two men could be
intimate like this, love each other this way.
	JC started to get up a rhythm then, one hand on Lance's chest,
the other on his cock as he pumped in and out of his lover's hot tight
ass. The pleasure was incredible, their bodies smacking together in
the wet spray.
	"Yessss... JC... you... make... me... feel... so... good!" Lance bent
over, his ass thrusting backward with every forward motion JC made.
He overcame his natural shyness and gave himself completely to his
love and desire. The bathroom was filled with their rhythmic
grunting and the slap of wet hard flesh.
	"Lance baby you feel so hot, you are driving me crazy!" JC
moaned, pumping harder as he fucked Lance's perfect young ass.
	"Take me JC, fuck me, fuck me hard!" Lance grunted, feeling
himself getting close. He couldn't believe he was saying these things,
but he felt so wild and out of control...
	Joshua accelerated his stroking as Lance began gasping for air.
He pounded the boy's hot love hole, his left hand clutching at Lance's
muscled abs and pecs while the right stroked his cock faster and
faster.
	"Oh man I'm gonna cuuuuuum!" Lance hollered at the top of his
lungs as his dick let fly with a spray of hot cum. It splattered over
the tile in spurt after spurt, and his ass clamped tight around JC's
cock, but Joshua fought to hold back his own orgasm, still fucking his
lover in even strokes. Lance collapsed against the wall with the
intensity of his orgasm, and JC fell up against him, forcing the shorter
boy to the tile. Lance whimpered as he felt JC's arms wrap around
him and that hard cock still thrusting into his burning ass, but more
slowly now.
	JC held Lance tight, enjoying the heat and slippery strength of
his lover while he continued to plunge his dick into his hot tight
channel. Pressing Lance to the wall, he turned his head so they could
kiss. Lance moaned as their lips met again, responding with a
fevered energy to his lover's probing tongue.  JC didn't think he could
hold out much longer...
Lance's dick had not gone completely soft, and his lover's sexy
fucking and kissing was making him hard again. His ass felt raw and
sensitive, but every thrust against his prostate shook his body with
pleasure.
	"Mmmm, I love you baby, I love you, give me all of it..." Lance
whispered huskily between kisses, pushing back to impale himself
on JC's cock. His own penis was rock hard again, and he reached
down to stroke it.
	JC picked up his pace as he felt his own climax approaching, his
hips smacking against Lance's butt. "I'm, I'm cumming Lance baby...
I'm coming!!!"  He arched his back and rammed his cock in as far as it
would go. Lance madly pumped his own dick and a moment later he
was also cumming, his spasming ass milking JC's pulsing dick. They
staggered under the power of their dual orgasms. Both were so spent
that they could barely stand; JC held onto Lance until they regained
their strength.
	"That was... incredible." Lance finally gasped, leaning his head
back on JC's shoulder.
	"Oh, baby, YOU were incredible. Who would have guessed that
my shy little Lansten was a wild sex machine!" JC teased, still short
of breath as he cradled the shorter youth in his arms.
	Lance blushed furiously. "I guess you bring it out in me. Thank
you for being such a wonderful lover."
	"Takes two, you gorgeous thing. Are you okay?"
	Lance sighed. "Yeah, as long as I don't have to sit down anytime
soon!" He joked. I guess we better get going, huh?" He said, making
no attempt to move.
	"In a minute. Let me hold you just a little longer." JC tenderly
kissed Lance's neck.



End of Part Four.
Next: The secret revealed!

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