Date: Wed, 07 Jun 2000 07:48:04 EDT
From: Brandon M. <shepherdlibra_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Two Souls In Passing, Chap. 1

OK Ya'll this is my first story!  I hope ya' like it.  I was encouraged to
write by my net buddy Kyle and writer of the story "Not Meant To Be."  I
hope everyone likes it.  I'll be letting you get to the story now.  If you
wanna e-mail me my address is "ShepherdLibra_Boy@hotmail.com"

	If you underage or offended by gay and/or sexual content please
leave this site and do not read this story.  This story also doesn't
suggest anything about N'sync's sexuality.  It is merely a figment of my
imagination.
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Two Souls in Passing


As JC awoke he couldn't believe it.  It was only 9 AM on a Saturday morning.
  He never gets up before noon when he's on a break.  As he got out of bed
he realized one of the reasons he had awaken.

"Damn, not again!"

It was the third time that week he'd had a boner from hell.  It wasn't just
a normal case of morning wood it was a need for action boner.  It'd been
such a long time since he'd had sex.

It was about 3 months back when him and Nick Carter had happened upon each
other at a club.  Nick never really appealed to him but all he'd wanted was
a good lay and that's what he'd gotten.  Nick might have been the sweet
innocent one but he could fuck like a two-dollar whore.

Sex.  That's all he wanted.  He'd never put his heart back out there.  Not
only was I dangerous for the group but the pure heartache was unbearable.
He'd only given his heart away once in his life.  The break up had been
terrible crying, screaming the whole nine yards.

"I caught you sleeping with that bar tender!"

"So!  What do you want me too do while your out on tour?"

"Wait for me you ass!  Were supposed to be in love!  Have you ever heard of
commitment!"

"Who said anything about love!?  You're just a nice piece of ass and a
pretty face!"

"You don't mean that!  We can work it out.  You just have to promise not to
sleep around anymore."

"NO!  I don't think so!  I mean I'll stay with you but I need sex while
you're away!"

"Fine!  If that's the way you want it we're over!  I want you out by
tomorrow!"


"Um, HONEY my name is on this places lease!  So you get out!"

"I furnished this is place and I've been paying the rent!"

"Well then I'll send SOME of your stuff to you, but as for the place it's
mine!  So leave before I call the cops.  I don't think your N'sync friends
would like it very much.  It might put a crack in your career."

JC shook slightly.  Those memories were so painful.  Every time he thought
about it was like a knife cutting through his soul.  No, he'd never use his
heart again.  Never let anyone get close.

.     .     .    .

	::ring, ring::

	"Hello?"

	"Hey, honey how's it going?"

	"Hey Amy,  Sup?"

	"Not much, but..."

	"What do you want?

	"WELL, I was hoping you'd wanna go out tonight."

	"Why do need me to go out with you?

"Devastated Driver, and I think you could use it!  I mean you haven't been
out since Dan and you split."

"Well then you have your answer!  I haven't been out because I'm still
wallowing in self-pity and depression! ::giggle::

"OH please!  I know he didn't mean that much to you!  I mean he was cute but
not much in that pretty lil' head of his!"

::snickering:: "Yeah, and to think I didn't even get to sample the only good
thing about him!"

"I know!  You're insane! I'da been all up on that!"

"Well I have that rule you know!  I can't sleep with them till I feel a
connection!"

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah so you say!  So anyway!  You gonna come?"

"Yeah I guess."

"I'll talk to you lata', Angel."

"WOOHOO, you actually used my name!"

"Now Darlin' what makes you think that?  Your name is also a term of
indeerment. Bye!"

"Lata' Ames!"

Alexander Angeles Markum he couldn't believe his parents named him that.  It
was a nice name, but it was so odd.  Odd was his parents though.  Looking
back at the memories of them caused him to smile.  They were such coockie
pair.  To think the actually wore tie die at fifty.  He'd have to give them
a call later on.

He needs some love and companionship.  His friends tried so hard to keep him
happy and to get him to "loosen" his morals a bit.  He knew sex wasn't the
right thing for him.  He'd tried to use sex once before to fill in the need
for someone, but it just felt wrong.  Sex was just no replacement for true
love.  True love was what he wanted and although it was a bit nieve and
dreamy it was his belief.

Angel, as everyone called him, got out of bed and headed to the shower for a
nice neat shower.
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It was about 7 and JC decided to go out.  It was club time, A.K.A. sex
hunting.  After the realization of his sexual frustration that morning he'd
decided to go get some.  Meaningless sex with a stranger wasn't exactly the
funniest thing to do but when you in a pinch, it'd do.

As he headed for his closet he decided to go for a "beatnik" look.  He loved
the look and it wasn't a thing N'sync had really ever dressed in so it was a
good costume.  Especially since he'd grown the goatee to go with it.

He started to wonder what kind of guy he'd pick up tonight.  Just the
thought of some steamy sex with some big built man made him almost need
another shower.  Instead he used his all-encompassing arousal kill, the
image that had been burnt into his mind of his parents having sex.  He had
initially cursed that moment but it was a great thing to have.  The ability
to kill a boner in mid stream was a gift from god in his line of work,
because getting a boner form starring at the butts of some random dancers
would give such a bad impression.

After he picked out his outfit he headed for his car and "Souther Nights."

As JC took his place at the bar he looked all over the bar.  There just
wasn't a guy he wanted.  He didn't want to be picky but none of them just
satisfied his standards.  He hated having standards!  It got in the way of
some majorly hot sex.

He continued to sit there for about an hour or two and just as he was about
to give up and go home when he saw the man he wanted walk in the door.  The
guy was average really about 5'9", brown eyes, spiky brown hair, with an
average build, but there was something about him.  JC didn't just feel a
sexual attraction towards the man but he couldn't or wouldn't let himself
give a name to what he was really feeling.  He wouldn't let the beauty of
the man's eyes make him feel anything other than raw sexual attraction.


.     .     .    .


"I still don't know why we had to come HERE."

"I like gaybars!  I'm the faghag queen, remember!"

"Yeah but some how I think this is your idea of forcing me to find a date."

"Well to tell you the truth the thought did cross my mind.  I mean a hotty
like you in a bar is just asking for guy to hit on you."

"Blah!"

"Shut up and be happy!"

"Yes sir!"

Amy just glared at him as they headed towards the bar.  He couldn't help but
feel someone's eyes on him.  As he looked in the direction of the farside of
the bar there he saw him.  The man was gorgeous and slightly familiar, but
the attraction he felt wasn't just physical he could see something in his
eyes.  His beautiful blue eyes.


To be continued...