Date: Wed, 31 Jan 2001 21:11:04 EST
From: SweetAngel472023@aol.com
Subject: 'A Second Chance' Chapter 13

'A Second Chance'
Chapter 13

Disclaimer: (Does anyone read these anyway?) Writing these things is a pain,
but here it goes. The following is the product of my imagination. This does
not in any way reflect the true sexuality and beliefs of anyone involved. I
am not implying anything. If you are underage or homophobic, please leave.

On to the fun stuff. You guys all told me to keep writing when I posted the
poll, yet now I'm not getting any feedback on my story. If you have praise,
constructive criticism, or just want to say 'hi', please do so. I'll even
reply!
Here goes chapter 13, hope you like it!


    JC was sitting in the bedroom, alone. After the make-out session in the
bathroom, AJ had left to go to the gym. JC was supposed to join him later,
but for now he needed to be alone. He had to think over some stuff. Lately,
his life hadn't been going exactly like he wanted it to. In fact, it was
taking off into the opposite direction. Everything had always been so easy.
Of course, he wasn't exactly your normal, everyday kinda guy. But he had
gotten used to the life he was leading and he didn't feel like it needed a
change.
    Enter AJ. From the second the joint tour had started, JC's life had taken
a sharp turn. Everything was turned upside down. But the scariest part was
maybe that it felt more 'right' than it had ever done before. Even though
what he was feeling was completely against everything he believed in, it was
there and it belonged. It was odd, how something he had never missed turned
out to be exactly what he wanted.
    He sighed. Maybe it was time to throw all precaution over board and just
follow where his feelings were leading him. He knew, deep down inside that
this was what he needed. And, although he had tried hard to deny it, it was
also what he wanted. Satisfied with the decision he had reached, he got up
and gathered his gym-clothes.

    "Nick, please, open the door. Just let me explain!" Justin pleaded. But
to no avail. He didn't know how long he had been standing in front of the
bathroom, begging for Nick to come back out. He'd locked himself in there as
soon as Justin had come back from his little excursion, and he had announced
that he wouldn't open the door until Justin decided to tell the truth. Justin
sank to the floor, his back leaning to the bathroom door. There was only one
thing he could think of that would fix things between him and Nick. After a
moment of hesitation, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Britney's
number.

       Nick was sitting on the counter in the bathroom, staring at his image
in the mirror. He knew that he was behaving like a little child, locking
himself in to pout. But he couldn't help it. Justin had slipped away without
telling him, and now he refused to tell him where he had gone to and why he
had Britney lie to him. Justin kept in insisting that Nick would find out
soon, but that now wasn't the time. Nick didn't agree with that. He figured
that now was as good as time as any for Justin to explain his actions.
    Muted voices in the other room brought Nick back to reality. He must've
fallen asleep. It only took him a second to remember where he was and what
was going on. And then his anger flared up. Before, he'd just been hurt and
disappointed, but now he was actually angry. How dare Justin do this to him,
and today of all days.  Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out a small
velvet box. For a second he was tempted to flush it down the toilet, but then
he thought better of it and simply stuffed it back in his pocket. There was a
knock on the door.
    "Nick, I know that you're upset with me, but if you're willing to hear
it, I've got the truth for you." Justin said. Nick sighed, jumped off the
counter and unlocked the door.
    "Why did it take you so long?" he asked, then registered that they
weren't alone in the room.
    "Britney? What are you doing here?" he wondered.
    "I just delivered something. I'm gonna leave you two alone now." She
smiled and headed out the door. Nick looked back at Justin, demanding an
explanation. To his surprise and shock, Justin got to his knees.
    "Nick, I was going to do this after a nice romantic dinner, but I guess
that this is the only way that I can make it up to you. I know I lied to you
today, and I am really sorry. Even though I know that there's no excuse for
what I did, I'd like you to know that I did it out of love for you. I went
and bought this ring for you. I love you more than anything and I wanna spent
the rest of my life with you. Nick, will you marry me?" Justin finished his
speech with tears in his eyes, waiting for Nick's reaction. The reaction he
got was anything far from what he had expected. Nick was rolling on the
floor, laughing. As he saw the hurt expression in Justin's eyes, he calmed
down a bit and pulled out the velvet box.
    "I forgive you." He said, still smiling. "And yes, I will marry you. But
only if you marry me." With those words he opened the box and held it out to
Justin. For a moment they just looked at each other. Then they slipped on the
rings and met in a long embrace.
    "I love you, J. I love you so much that I can't put it into words." Nick
whispered.
    "And I love you, Nick." Justin whispered back, his lips close to Nick's
ear. He started nibbling on the earlobe, then placed little kisses on Nick's
neck, wandering down to the collarbone. Nick leaned his head back and closed
his eyes, a moan escaping his lips. Justin let his hands wander under Nick's
shirt, then back out to unbutton it. Nick helped him and soon they had both
their chests exposed. The kiss was getting more and more heated, when the
ringing of the phone interrupted him.
    "Ignore it." Nick murmured, his hands playing with the waistband of
Justin's jeans.
    "Could be important, you know." Justin protested halfheartedly, not
really making an attempt to break the embrace. Nick unzipped the pants and
pulled them down to Justin's ankles. The phone was still ringing.
    "Maybe I should get it..." Justin suggested once more while climbing out of
his pants and grinding his hips against Nick's. He could feel how excited
Nick was and it only turned him on even more. As soon as they were on the
bed, the ringing phone was forgotten. They were both stripped down to their
boxers and engaging in some serious tongue wrestling. Nick's hand slipped
into Justin's boxers and gave his penis a squeeze. Justin gasped, then slowly
let his hands roam over Nick's body, downward to Nick's erection. Just
seconds later, both were completely naked. Nick scooted down till his face
was on the same level as Justin's erect member. He started licking the
sensitive tip, then took it in his mouth and started sucking on it gently. He
could feel the penis throbbing in his mouth and pulled back, teasing Justin a
little. After a short detour to Justin's stomach, Nick's mouth returned to
take in the entire cock, almost choking on its length. He was sucking harder
now, and he could feel that Justin was almost over the edge. Nick started
bobbing up and down and that did it for Justin. He exploded, shooting his
load into Nick's mouth. Nick swallowed it all, savoring the taste. After a
while, the orgasm wore off, leaving Justin exhausted. Nick crawled back up to
lie down next to Justin.
    "That was wonderful, sweetie. And if I wasn't so worn out, I'd return the
favor." Justin murmured.
    "That's ok. I'm sure I can wait till you've recovered." Nick replied,
smiling. They snuggled close together and soon drifted off to sleep.

There ya go. I know that it still wasn't extraordinary, but at least I hope
it's better than the last one. ::grin::
By the way: Justin, if you are reading this, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
And to everyone else, voting for the Boy Band story awards starts on the 1st.
Go vote!
Take care,
j