Another 'Bad Boy B-Rok'. I hope this is good news to everyone? LOL I know all of you have gotten on to me for waiting six months last time to write more, but I have a good excuse why it took so long last time. Towards the "end" of 'Bad Boy B-Rok', I really hated to even work on it. It was total agony to force myself and sit down to write more when I didn't have ANY ideas, and had to strain to come up with something. When I first started BBB, I had dozens of ideas, I just had to keep writing, they were coming to me so fast. Well, lately that's dwindled down. I don't have tons and tons of fabulous ideas anymore. Most of them have been used by other authors--which I think is great! I applaud anyone that comes up with an original idea to use that no one else has. However, I think letting you all know this will make you all understand why it takes me longer to turn out a section of BBB. Ofcourse, I know you all want me to write quality sections that you will enjoy and love to read, so it doesn't bother me if I take a month, two, or even six to write a chapter. As long as I am happy with it and I know you will enjoy reading it, I think I've done an excellent job. Anyway, gotta plug the new story now. MindPieces, the author of 'Afflecktion', and myself have a new, original story posted under Gay/Relationships. It's called 'Unsent'. All the fan mail we've gotten already has been positive, so you BSB readers might wanna check it out! I really want to dedicate this to my only TRUE friend. Someone I would share EVERYTHING with. The best part is, I know he won't ever judge me. I know that no matter what "life journey" I go on, he'll support me. He's a great friend, and he knows who he is, so I don't need to mention names. Hey, I'll repay you one day by writing a song about India, k? LOL Anyway, this is all fiction, yada yada yada. If it's illegal to read in your area, read it and don't get caught (DAMN THE MAN!). Or don't. If homo-sex offends you, read it or don't, I don't care about you homophobes. Just don't e-mail me with your flames. Also, this section's plot had a little help from JM, author of 'Brian & Justin'. He gave me an idea that got me rolling, so for THAT I am grateful. Anywho, if you have questions, comments, blah blah blah, send 'em all in to BBBRok1057@aol.com! Love to all the fans! Leprechaun.
Bad Boy B-Rok
(Part 40)
By-Leprechaun
(Part 40)
"I really don't know if I can make it in three weeks." I spoke into the cellular phone as the hairstylist primped my hair.
I had gotten my hair chopped off, so it was just a mop on my head. The hairstylist was currently working on spiking my hair. She had just put platinum blonde tips on it. Originally, she had planned on dreading it at it's current length, but we opted for a shorter cut instead. All this was happening because I broke down and agreed to be in the video of 'We've Got It Going On.' The guys decided to make a video for the dance version we used in 'Club Kids' to try to remarket the song. I wasn't too thrilled, but decided it was best for the movie AND the guys.
"Well, why not? Are you working then?" My sister whined back into the phone.
"No--well I don't know." I tried to think of something to say.
"Then, come on. I want you here for my birthday, Matt." She begged.
"Alright, I'll see what I can do. I gotta go now, we're about to start filming." I reasoned with her.
"Okay, please just think about how much it will mean to me." My sister laughed.
"I'll keep that in mind. I love you, kiddo." I said right before I pushed the 'end' button.
The stylist continued pulling my hair and "grating" it with the comb as I lit a cigarette and stared into the mirror ahead of me.
I looked like a zombie. I had bags big enough to move your house under my eyes. For the last two months I had been going non-stop. Talk show appearances, co-hosting events, awards shows, commercials, looping the film, promoting the upcoming, early release of club kids, and my personal life were killing me. I was just thankful that the guys were off for several months, making Brian available to travel to all the events with me. I know all the events were trying on him, too. Especially since we didn't get much time together, save early morning and late night.
I couldn't believe how run down I had gotten in the relatively short while I had been in New York. I guess I was wanting a vacation for awhile. I guess the call I just recieved was good enough a reason as any. My sister called to let me know that she was having a birthday party for her seventeenth and wanted me to show up. Mainly, she wanted to show off her "famous brother" to all the other seventeen year olds. I didn't really mind, but I didn't know if Brian would be up for the idea of a vacation in Dallas. I didn't have much time to contemplate the whole thing.
"Hey, Matt. We're ready to shoot. Are you almost done?" Brian peaked his head in my dressing room.
"Yeah, I think we're done right now, right?" I asked the stylist.
"Yep. That oughta hold the rest of the day." The stylist laughed.
"Yeah, two cans of hair spray should do the trick." I laughed and hopped out of the chair.
"Thanks." I said with a smile as I walked out the door of the trailer with Brian.
We walked down the very long, very cold corridor together as I puffed on my cigarette. The lights above us were flickering as we walked along. The shoot had just started the day before. The director shot some dance footage of the extras, but today was the celebrities first day. The day before, we were told had turned into a complete disaster during the tail end of the shoot. Apparently the old factory we were using was pretty outdated in it's electrical wiring. Well, the electricity went out, and when it came back on, a small fire started, which burnt half of the footage the director had just shot. Needless to say, he wasn't pleased.
"What's wrong, Matt?" Brian spoke as we walked down the corridor.
The corridor seemed to be neverending. It twisted and turned, so you could never see the ending. The thing was, literally, over a half mile long.
"Nothing. I'm just really tired lately. I can't wait 'til today is over." I replied and took another drag off my cigarette.
"What? Aren't you dying to be in a video with ME?" Brian teased.
"Ofcourse, I'm just worn down is all." I smiled and continued to walk.
"Well, tonight I'll take good care of you." Brian winked at me.
"Oh great, now I have to worry about that all day long, thanks." I laughed.
"Hey now, boy." Brian slapped me in the arm with a laugh.
"Is everyone down there waiting on us?" I asked to change the topic.
"Yeah. Nick just got in about ten minutes before you, but he should be down there now. The rest of the guys came with me." Brian gave me the play-by-play.
"Alright. Sounds like we can get this going and done in a day, then." I laughed and drop my cigarette butt on the ground, crushing it with my shoe.
"Come on, I see light at the end of the tunnel." Brian laughed and dragged me faster towards the opening.
We finally came out of the end of the tunnel to see a huge psuedo-club built as the setting for the video. It was made to look exactly like the club in the movie. I noticed all the guys were sitting at the "bar" while all the extras were on the dance floor being filmed. I guess the director was trying to make up for some lost film. Brian and I cut a path through all the equipment that was set up and walked over to all the other guys. Devon and Leo were even on hand to be in the video.
"Thanks for getting your ass out here," Leo laughed.
"I had to make sure I was all pretty first, so lay off," I laughed back.
"I really like what Sandra did with your hair," A.J. announced as he stood and walked over to admire my quaff.
"Thanks," I replied and sat down next to Nick.
"You're looking a little ragged," Nick was nice enough to observe.
"Thanks again," I said sarcastically, "So, what are we supposed to do?"
"Well, Nigel just wants you, Devon and me to get in there and dance in a little bit. He might throw the guys in with us for awhile. That's about it though." Leo replied.
"I don't know if I'm capable of moving fast enough to dance." I laughed.
"You can do it." Brian patted me on the back.
"I know, I know." I sighed.
Brian continued to feel on me. He felt my back, my shoulders, my chest, moved up to my cheeks, and finally my forehead.
"You enjoying yourself, Bri?" I laughed.
"Jesus, Matt. You're hot," Brian announced.
"Not in front of the guys, sweety," I teased.
"No, I mean you're burning up," Brian felt my forehead again.
"I probably just have a little cold," I didn't feel warm, I thought.
"A.J., feel his forehead." Brian demanded.
"Damn, you are pretty hot." A.J. agreed as he placed his hand on my forehead.
"Okay, it's official, I'm a sexy bitch. Now will you both sit down?" I laughed.
"I'm not joking," A.J. looked down at me,"You might need to go see the doctor."
"Alright, now will you both take your hands off of me. I know it's exciting for you both to get to touch me, but it's sort of annoying." I tried to be funny.
"Maybe you shouldn't get up and exert yourself if you're sick?" Howie questioned.
"I'll be fine. I'm gonna be taking some time off after this little bit of work." I decided to drop the bomb.
"Do what?!?" Brian seemed shocked.
I didn't have time to explain. As soon as Brian asked his question, Nigel Dick, the director walked up, ready to give orders.
"Okay, Devon, Leo and Matt, come with me." We have some work to do, he announced with a friendly smile.
"Matt's not gonna do it." Brian spoke up for me.
"Why not?" Nigel looked concerned.
"I'm going to do it, don't worry." I smiled at Brian.
"Okay then, come on." Nigel waved for me to follow him.
"You don't HAVE to do this." Brian sympathized.
"Hey, you forget who you're talking to here. The show MUST go on." I teased and quickly got up to follow Nigel and the guys.
"Be good!" Brian hollered after me.
"I can't do that, but I'll be good at it." I turned to shout back before disappearing into the crowd of extras with Nigel.
Nigel quickly instructed us to just start dancing with the crowd of people, strategically placing Devon, Leo and myself in the very center of the dancefloor. We all stood there about three minutes, getting stares from all the extras before the music finally started. Immediately, as if by instinct, we all just started dancing. I don't know how much time passed, how long we danced, or anything. I just know one thing. When the filming of the dance scene was over, my ass was tired. I wasn't sweating at all, but I was ready to sit down.
"Tell Nigel if he wants me in another shot, he'll have to do it at the bar." I smiled as I walked past the guys.
I made my way slowly to the "bar" and sat down on one of the stools. The extra behind the bar looked kinda shocked that a "star" was mingling amongst the lowly people. He seemed in awe that a movie star was sitting on the stool, with his head hung in his hands. I felt like I was gonna puke.
"Hey, are you okay?" The guy behind the counter asked.
"Yeah," I tried to smile, "Please tell me there's something to drink back there."
"Well, I just have some bottled water for break." He replied.
"Good enough." I smiled weakly as he sat the bottle in front of me.
"Jesus, Matt! You're white as a ghost." Kevin walked up to observe.
"I'm fine." I replied as I started to chug the water.
"Are you sure?" Kevin felt my forehead.
"Yeah, I'll just sit here until filming is done." I stated as I finished chugging the water and laid my head on the bar.
"Okay." Kevin rubbed my shoulders really quick, then sprinted off to start his part of the shoot.
I don't know how long I was at the bar sleeping, but the guys finally came to get me so we could leave. I guess Nigel and the guys decided I didn't look very well, so didn't want me to exert myself on any other shots. All of us started the jaunt down the corridor. We had walked about half the distance when all of the sudden, there was a loud sound, like thunder, then all the lights went out.
"Holy Shit!" Nick screeched as the lights went out.
"Ain't that the luck?" Howie spoke up.
"Okay Matt, break out the lighter." Brian laughed.
"I actually left it in the trailer." I tried to laugh about it.
"Damnit." Kevin sighed.
"I wouldn't mind a cigarette right now, though." I sighed.
"Well, I guess we'll all just have to wait it out so we can see where the hell we're going." Devon reasoned.
"Alone in the dark with seven other men?! Go me!!" A.J. joked.
"I think I better sit down." I moaned.
I was beginning to feel dizzy and faint.
"Where are you, Matt?!?" Brian panicked.
"I'm right here." I whispered.
"Where's here?" Brian said sarcastically.
I reached out in front of me, grabbing ahold on someone's leg.
"He's by me." Nick laughed.
"Where the hell are you?!?" Brian screeched.
"Right here." Nick sighed.
"Will you just reach your hand out so I can find you?" Brian begged.
Finally, Nick and Brian got their groping together, and within a few seconds, Brian was kneeling beside me.
"Are you okay, Matt?" Brian sounded worried.
"I think I need to go to the hospital." I groaned.
"Alright. Come on." Brian lifted me up to a standing position.
"Brian, we can't leave, we'll kill ourselves trying to get out of here." Leo tried to reason with him.
"It's just a damn hallway. Sure it may twist and turn, but we'll get out of here." Brian announced to everyone.
"Hop up on my back, Matt." Kevin offered.
"No, I got him." Brian said.
I was too sick to argue about being able to walk myself. The truth was, I wouldn't have made it. I groped through the darkness and found Brian's back and climbed on as easily as I could in my state. I rested my head on his shoulder as soon as he had a grip on me, letting him take charge.
"Alright, come on, let's go." Brian announced and started walking again.
"I hope we don't kill ourselves." Nick laughed.
That was the last thing I heard before I was out cold....
(Part 41)
I guess I was tired. I woke up two days later in the hospital. My throat was dry and killing me, while my whole body felt like I had been hit by an 18-Wheeler. When my eyes opened, it seemed like just extremely bright light. After my eyes adjusted, I saw Brian sitting in the chair next to the bed, asleep. Nick and A.J. were sharing the bench that ran underneath the window. They were leaned up against each other, sound asleep, too.
Upon further inspection, I noticed that I had an I.V. in my hand. I just prayed I didn't have a catheter. I lifted the covers as high as I could, but didn't see anything running in that direction, so I lucked out there. I had to have something to drink. My throat felt like sandpaper. I slowly lifted my hand, painful as it was and tried to pour some water out of the pitcher into the cup. It was pretty much all done in vain. I couldn't even lift the pitcher.
"Hey." Brian whispered as he woke.
"I need some water, Brian." I tried to laugh, which only made me hurt more.
"Okay." Brian stood slowly, trying not to wake Nick and A.J. and walked over to the bed.
He slowly poured me a glass of water and sat down on the bed beside me. I sat up best I could, with much help from Brian. I felt so bad seeing that he had to hold the cup while I drank. I drank all that was in the cup, plus some from another cupful before I felt like my thirst was gone. I slowly laid back down, raising my hand to wipe the sweat from my forehead.
"So, what's wrong with me?" I asked slowly, looking up at Brian.
"Jesus Matt, I thought I was gonna lose you." Brian started to cry and leaned down to kiss me, wrapping his arms around me.
"It's okay, Bri,"I had to work to keep from crying with him, "But, what's wrong with me?"
"You have a very, very bad case of acute bronchial pnuemonia." Brian explained as he sat back up.
"Thank God." I sighed.
"That's pretty serious, Matt." Brian's eyes bugged.
"I know, but I thought it was something life threatening." I tried to smile.
"It could have been. The doctors said that if we hadn't brought you in when we did...." Brian stopped his thought.
"Well, I'm fine now." I reached up and wiped a tear out of Brian's eye.
"What are you talking about, you can't even drink on your own!" Brian giggled.
"That's my guy." I smiled with him.
"I tried to get ahold of your family, but no one seems to know who to call?" Brian cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, they wouldn't have come anyway." I sighed.
"Okay, we'll talk about it some other time. You need your rest." Brian lifted the covers up until they touched my chin.
"Lay with me, Brian." I begged as I tried to scoot over to make room.
"I can fit." Brian smiled and laid down beside me sideways, avoiding making me move.
"I'm glad I have you. No telling what would have happened if I had been in that corridor alone when those lights went out." I started to feel like crying.
"I love you, Matt. Now don't think about it." Brian spoke softly, holding me tight in his strong arms.
"I love you, too." I started to cry, happily.
"Now get some rest." Brian kissed me on the forehead as I started to drift back into sleep.
I woke again the following morning. The guys were still in the room with me, only they were all awake this time. Brian wasn't in the room, however. I felt slightly better, except I was still weak, and my throat still hurt.
"Hey boy." Nick smiled at me from the chair he was sitting in.
"Have ya'll been here the whole time?" I asked.
"Don't sound excited." A.J. laughed.
"No, I was just thinking about how lucky I was to have such good friends.
"We're pretty great." Nick laughed and walked over, sitting down on the bed next to me.
"Where's Brian?" I sat up as best I could.
"He went downstairs with Howie and Kevin to talk to the doctor. I think they're gonna let you out today." A.J. spoke up.
"Groovy. I still feel like shit." I laughed.
"I'd imagine." Nick leaned down and hugged me deeply.
"Shit." I groaned like he was crushing me.
"Sorry, but we missed ya'." Nick wiped his eyes.
"I missed you, too." I smiled as I reached up to ruffle his hair.
"Ah, isn't this cute?" Brian smiled as he walked in.
"I thought you locked that door?" Nick looked at A.J. and laughed.
"So, what's the verdict?" I asked quickly.
"You get to leave in about two hours." Brian walked over and sat next to Nick on the bed.
"Yea me."
"So, now I get to take you home and force feed you chicken broth and make you take your medicine like a good little boy." Brian smiled evily.
"Double yea me." I laughed.
"I want you to get better quick, 'cause we need to talk." Brian looked serious.
"What about?" I was confused.
"Guys, could you excuse us?" Brian asked politely.
"Yeah, we'll just be outside." A.J. stood, pulling Nick off the bed and out the door.
"What's this about?" I asked.
"I really need to talk to you about something." Brian stood and walked around to the other side of the bed, looking out the window.
"Uh oh." I sighed and sat up farther in the bed.
"Well, it's nothing bad. I hope?" Brian turned to face me.
"Me too." I smiled.
"Well, I was just thinking the last couple days about how much I love you. I mean, if something had happened to you, I'd probably die from the grief alone." Brian walked over and sat down again on the edge of the bed.
"Okay."
"Well," Brian started to dig in his pocket.
I got the hint.
"Um, Bri. You were probably right. Let's wait 'til I'm feeling better." I smiled as best as I could.
"Well, you don't even know what I'm about to say." Brian argued.
"I know, but let's just wait, okay? That way I'll be well enough to actually get into the talk." I smiled.
"Okay." Brian smiled. "Now, let me go see what's going on with the doc's, k?" Brian kissed me on the forehead and stood.
"Alright. I'll just wait here." I laughed as Brian walked out of the room.
(Part 42)
"Here we are." Brian announced as he opened the door to my apartment.
"Couch. I need the couch." I exaggerated.
"Come on." Brian giggled and walked with me over to the couch.
I laid down, resting my head on the arm of the couch. I quickly reached for the remote and turned the T.V. on to the news. Ofcourse, right away some reporter was talking about how Matt Thompson was admitted into Bellevue three days earlier. He was in stable condition, but nothing was released to the press in regards to what was wrong with him. I had to laugh a little.
"What's so funny?" Brian poked me in the side as he sat on the floor in front of the couch.
"Nothing's too sacred I guess." I smiled and shook my head.
It wasn't long before I was asleep.
When I woke up in the middle of the night, Brian was curled up beside me on the couch, holding me tightly to him. I didn't want to disturb him, but I had to go to the bathroom. Somehow, I was able to wiggle out from underneath him, in my condition, and get off the couch. I slowly walked to the bathroom and did my business. As I was walking back to the couch, I noticed the light on the answering machine blinking furiously. I walked over and pushed the button.
"Matt, Hi! This is Barb again. I have another offer for you. It's another movie that Bob is working on. He wants you to come back to L.A. and be in it. Call me back with your thoughts. You know my number. Bye sweety."
Oh lord.
"Matt, this is your sista. Give me a call back. I just wanted to know if you had made up your mind about coming to Dallas next week? Call me."
Couldn't get no better than this.
"Um, Hi. Matt? This is Justin Timberlake. You know, N'Sync? I was just calling to, well...um, give me a call. My number is (407)-513-8596. Bye."
Do what?!? I laughed to myself.
"Hey sweety, this is yourself, reminding you to call about getting airplane tickets to Dallas. Don't forget!"
I was a dork at times.
"Matt, this is your sis again. I just saw on the news that you were in the hospital? What's up with that? Call me A.S.A.P. so I'll know you're okay. Anytime, day or night!"
Jeez, she was quick.
"Matt, damnit, this is Barb! Why didn't Brian call me when you went to the hospital? Give me a call when you're better, boy!"
"Mr. Thompson, this is Kevin Williamson. I wanted to discuss the prospect of you starring in one of my screenplays. Give me a call, the number is (213)-458-9678. Hope to hear from you soon."
No wonder I was worn down. I pushed save on the machine before any more messages could play. When I turned around, Brian was standing behind me.
"Hey." I sighed.
"They can't ever leave you alone, can they?" He smiled.
"No, I guess I'm the hot thing right now, eh?" I tried to smile.
"Tickets to Dallas?" Brian cocked an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I'm thinking of going to Dallas for my sister's birthday." I replied, acting like it was no big deal.
"But tickets is plural?" Brian questioned.
"I was gonna ask you at a better time, but I thought you might want to go on a vacation with me?" I leaned against the wall and asked him.
"When?" Brian asked.
"Next week."
"You're just out of the hospital from acute bronchial pnuemonia and you're thinking of flying to Dallas?" Brian looked shocked.
"I should be fine by next week." I stated, looking down at the floor.
"So, you want to do this?" Brian walked over to me.
"Yeah." I looked up.
"Okay. I can't tell you what to do. But you better rest your ass up until then. And I'll have to go now to make sure you make it there and back in one piece." Brian smiled "Besides, it might be neat to meet your family."
"Oh yeah, a total thrill." I smiled and hug Brian close, nuzzling my face in his chest.
"Well, they'll love me, 'cause Damn, I'm a sexy bitch." Brian laughed.
"Yeah, that's another thing." I giggled from nervousness.
"What?"
"Well, they don't exactly know I'm gay." I mumbled.
"What?" Brian pulled away to look at me.
"They don't know I'm gay." I repeated.
"Are they like the only ones in the dark?" Brian laughed.
"Pretty much. Denial is more like it." I laughed.
"Well, when they meet me, they'll accept it." Brian smiled and hugged me again.
"Yeah." I tried to be positive.
"Come on, let's go back to bed." Brian started to lead me towards the bedroom.
"Okay."
"And what to Justin want, hmmmmm?" Brian laughed.
"I hope they don't want me to do a video, too." I laughed as I followed him.
(Part 43)
"Okay, what's the plot?" I asked.
"Well, it's sorta like Scream only a little different. It's the teenager type characters in high school. Except it's not a serial killer. It's more along the lines of Disturbing Behavior. There's like a cult of Devil worshippers in the school. I think it'll be really scary." Kevin explained.
"My character wouldn't die, would he?" I laughed.
"No, your character is the hero." Kevin laughed with me.
"When does filming start?" I asked, getting my pad and pen ready.
"Not for two months. Is that going to work out okay?" Kevin asked.
"We'll see. Let me get back to you. I need to speak with my agent and talk with her about some other offers I've gotten. But I'll get back to you within a week or two, okay?" I replied, playing hardball.
"Okay. Well, I really want you on this project." Kevin inforced.
"It sounds like it would be fun, so I'll definitely get back to you."
"Alright, bye for now." Kevin replied.
"Bye."
It was ten o'clock the following morning, and I was already on the phone talking to people about offers. I was still sicker than a dog, and my voice souned like I sandpapered my throat, but the show must go on. I quickly dialed Barbara's number in L.A. before realizing it was six in the morning there.
"Hello?" I heard Barb's voice.
"Howdy ho neighborino." I laughed.
"Jesus Christ, you sound like shit." Barbara laughed.
"Thanks. Now I know why I love you." I giggled.
"Yeah yeah. So how're you doing, Mr. I think I'll come down with bronchial pnuemonia?"
"Pretty good, but that's not why I'm calling you." I replied quickly.
"Oh?" Barbara sounded surprised.
"Yeah, I was calling about that offer Bob had." I stated.
"Boy, do you EVER slow down?" Barbara laughed.
"I know. Now, what is it exactly?" I giggled.
"Well, filming doesn't start for another six months."
"Six months?!?!?! Bob's gathering talent already? He usually procrastinates until the last second." I laughed.
"Yeah, so I'll tell ya' what. Why don't you think about what you want to do, take a small vacation and rest up. I'll tell Bob to keep it open for you. In about a month or two, we'll talk about it again, okay?" Barbara reasoned with me.
"I'm not made out of glass, Barb." I argued.
"I know, but you've been going non-stop for quite awhile now, so why don't you just chill out for awhile, and get yourself well. Period." Barbara put her foot down.
"Alright, alright." I sighed.
"Okay, well since you woke me up, I better start getting ready to go into the office." She laughed. "Give me a call tonight or I'll call you, k?"
"Alright, talk to you later." I said as I hung up the phone.
I hadn't even been sitting there five seconds when the phone rang again.
"Hello?"
"Um, is this Matt?" I heard a familiar voice.
"Yes, who's speaking?" I said pleasantly.
"Oh, hey! This is Justin."
"Yeah, I thought I recognized your voice." I smiled.
"Good to finally get ahold of you. How are you doing? Are you feeling better?" Justin spoke quickly, almost happily.
"Yeah, my throat is killing me, and I feel like a truck hit me, but other than that, I'm A-Ok." I giggled.
"That's good." Justin replied even more cheerfully.
"So, what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" I asked.
"Well, actually I was calling to see if I could convince you to go out to dinner to discuss a few things." Justin practically mumbled.
"Actually, I've got a few things going that I have to work on tonight, then I'm going to Dallas next week, but how about when I get back from Dallas?" I suggested.
"Sounds good. I'm gonna be in Orlando then, though." Justin stated.
"Well, I guess I could fly over that way before coming home." I agreed.
"Alright, well you have my number, just keep in touch and let me know exactly what night and everything, okay?" Justin just oozed charm.
"Sure, I'll make sure to give you a jingle." I replied.
"Alright, talk to you later."
"K. Bye Justin." I hung up the phone, confused.
I sat there, contemplating what was going on.
"Justin Timberlake, eh?" I spun around in my chair to see Brian standing behind me.
"Yeah, wants me to meet him and the guys for dinner. Don't know what for."
"That's how you and I met." Brian teased.
"Shut up!" I slapped him in the arm and laughed.
"Feeling fiesty, I see?" Brian giggled as he rubbed his arm.
"Well, I just got two movie offers, Justin Timberlake calls to wish me well, and I'm taking a vacation to Dallas, I should be feeling better." I explained.
"You were actually discussing business?" Brian chastised me.
"Well, I just talked with Kevin Williamson and Barbara, I didn't read anything or whatnot, just talked."
"Okay, but let yourself get better before you do much else." Brian said, fatherly.
"Aye Aye Cap'n!" I fake saluted Brian with a laugh.
"You need professional help." Brian laughed.
"I know, I know." I laughed as I dialed the number for the airport.
"Get one for all the guys, we're gonna drag them along." Brian said right before the operator picked up.
"Laguardia Airport, how may I help you?" The woman asked cheerfully.
"I need to reserve four tickets to Dallas for next Monday." I replied.
"First class or economy?"
"First class." I replied.
"Treating me right, ain't ya?" Brian laughed.
Finally, I got the tickets reserved, and Brian and I went back to bed. But we couldn't sleep. I felt like there was something he was trying to talk to me about, but he couldn't verbalize it, so we both laid there in silence until we drifted off.
(Part 44)
"That's my bag right there." A.J. screamed.
I looked down just in time to see A.J.'s suitcase go by on the luggage carousel. I reached down as quick as I could and grabbed his suitcase before he went into full "hissy."
"He you go, sir." I hope there's something important in there for a fuss like that." I laughed as I handed the bag to A.J.
"Yeah, my clothes." A.J. looked grateful to have his suitcase back in his possession.
"Jeez, I thought I was obsessed." I laughed.
"Here's your bag." Brian walked up and handed me my suitcase.
"Where's Nick?" I asked, looking around.
"He's over there arguing about his luggage being over the weight limit." Brian laughed.
"Why doesn't he just pay the damn fee so we can get a cab?" I laughed.
"Let me go see if he's ready." A.J. looked more than happy to go after Nick.
"I don't think he's going to go anywhere." Brian called after A.J. with a laugh.
"You'd think they were married lately." I laughed.
"I know, what is up with that." Brian agreed as we stood there and waited.
Not even two minutes after A.J. had left our side, a group of young girls approach us and starting begging us to sign everything they had in their bags. Brian and I obliged, cheerfully, making sure everyone had an autograph before going to find A.J. and Nick. We searched every where for them. We searched the ticket counter, the luggage claim, even out front where all the cabs were. We couldn't rightfully have them paged without causing a riot.
"Shit, where are they?" Brian sighed as we made another circle around the airport.
"Hey, keep looking for them. I gotta go to the bathroom." I smiled.
"Okay, I'll meet you back here." Brian agreed and took off.
I made a u-turn and went into the first restroom I found. I felt one-hundred-percent better since my bout with pnuemonia. I felt like I could conquer the world. I quickly went into one of the stalls, did my business, and then went over to the sink to wash my hands. Right before I turned the water on, I heard voices.
"Did they leave yet?" I distinctly knew that was Nick voice.
"Yeah." I heard A.J. moan.
"Wait, damnit." Nick laughed. "We can't do that right now."
"Come on. If I have to play it straight for another second around Brian and Matt, I'm going to explode." A.J. moaned again.
"I know, I want to, too. But, we've got to wait 'til we get to the hotel." I heard Nick reply.
Next thing I heard was what sounded like some very sloppy kissing. I bent down and looked under the stalls to see what looked like Nick's knees, planted firmly on the ground. Then a zipper, the pushing down of pants, and the very rushed moans of A.J. After about five minutes, A.J. moaned--loudly. Then I heard them both getting back "in order." Again, I heard some pretty sloppy kissing, then what sounded like a sigh of relief.
"Come on, now." Nick laughed.
I quickly, but silently exited the bathroom, trying not to make any noise. I exited the bathroom so quickly, without looking, I ran right into Brian.
"What the heck are you doing?" Brian laughed as he regained his stance.
"Come on." I grabbed Brian and dragged him in the opposite direction of the bathroom.
"What's going on?" Brian was confused.
"When the guys come out of the bathroom, don't let them know I was in there." I replied quickly.
"So THAT's where they were?" Brian asked.
"Yeah." I answered quickly.
"Well, then why are we going this way?" Brian laughed.
"There you guys are."
Brian and I turned around to see A.J. and Nick coming our way.
"Hey, we were looking for you guys, too." I did the best acting of my career.
"Well, you found us." A.J. spoke, rather relaxed.
"Yeah, it's about time, too." Brian laughed.
"Shall we?" Nick waved towards the exit.
"Yeah, let's get out of here." I spoke quickly and headed in that direction.
We quickly found a cab that took us to the Marriott downtown in the West End. When we made reservations, Brian and I had thought we'd need three rooms. One for Brian and me, and one for each of the guys. When we got to the front desk, A.J. and Nick apparently decided that they could room together to "save money." Brian just thought that was a great idea, but I knew what was really up.
The bellboy took our luggage up for us and Brian and I went to our room while Nick and A.J. went to their's. I didn't say anything to Brian after the bellboy left, I just started unpacking right away. Brian was intent on looking around the room, getting a coke from the mini-fridge and a bottle of rum out of the cabinet. He quickly mixed us both a drink.
"Here ya' go, let's celebrate." Brian laughed and handed me my drink.
"Thanks." I stated and chugged the drink.
"Cheers." Brian laughed as I sat my empty glass down on the dresser.
"Sorry." I replied as I continued unpacking.
"Okay, what's up?" Brian sat down on the bed and asked me.
"Nothing." I decided to let A.J. and Nick tell him. "I guess it's just the thought of introducing you to my family as my boyfriend has got me nervous."
"Well, that's understandable." Brian stood up and walked up behind me as I continued unpacking.
He set his drink down on the dresser next to my glass, then seductively placed his hands on my hips and rubbed his crotch up against my ass.
"Oh, is that what you want?" I laughed as I stood up, pressing my butt farther back into him, letting him wrap his arms around me.
"Well seeing that we haven't had sex since you went into the hospital. Yeah!" Brian laughed and let his hands wander down to my belt.
"Mmmm. I'm feeling a little frisky myself." I laughed.
"How bad do you want it?" Brian teased, backing up so his crotch was away from my backside.
"So bad that if you don't get back over here that I might get violent." I turned around in his arms and smiled at him, pulling him close to me.
"Ooooo, kinky." Brian smiled and slowly ran his hands up and down my back.
I smiled as I lifted my shirt, exposing my bare chest to him. I kissed him roughly on the lips, letting his tongue fill my mouth as I reached down and rubbed his hardening cock through his khakis. I rubbed him rougher and harder until finally, his breathing was getting heavy.
"Oh, God. You better slow down, or it's gonna end right now." Brian giggled as I pulled away.
"Now, I don't want that." I smiled as I walked over to the balcony and opened the sliding glass door.
"What are you doing?" Brian asked.
I didn't answer, I just motioned for Brian to follow. It was like he was on a leash, he quickly walked over and followed me out the door.
"Lay down." I said seductively as I pushed him down on the lounge.
"Oh God, Matt. I want you so bad." Brian moaned as I straddled his lap and sat down, letting my butt rest right over his crotch.
"Show me how much." I grinned evily, and began dry humping him.
"Oh, fuck!" Brian moaned as my ass ground against his khaki incased cock.
"Tell me how much you want it." I teased as I continued to grind against him.
"Please Matt, get me off. I want to make love to you." Brian begged, thrusting upwards to meet my humps.
"What do you want me to do for you, Brian? What do you want me to do to you?" I leaned down and barely brushed my lips against his.
"Kiss me." Brian breathed deeply.
I leaned down and kissed Brian passionately, never stopping my humping.
"Oh yes!" Brian grabbed my hips as I continued my movements, a little faster.
"Tell me what you want. Tell me what to do to you." I ordered.
"Suck me off, Matt. I want your mouth on me." Brian closed his eyes as he moaned his response.
"I want your cock in my mouth so bad." I got as nasty as I could.
"Fuck yes. Please! Suck me off, Matt!" Brian moaned louder as I sped up my humps.
I stopped quickly in mid-hump, and kissed Brian passionately, shoving my tongue in and out of his mouth. I reached down between us and rubbed his cock furiously through his pants as I kissed him.
"Oh please, Matt." Brian moaned loudly.
I slid down on the lounge, my mouth right over his crotch. I slowly slid his zipper down. I reached into the hole, my hand meeting his pre-cum soaked boxers. I reached through the fly and quickly yank his huge piece of meat out. I rubbed his cock up and down quickly, then shoved my face down on him until his hard dick hit the back of my throat. Brian quickly grabbed the back of my head and thrust in and out of my mouth, almost gagging me with the head of his dick. Brian was so hot, that within seconds, he was unloading into my mouth, filling my mouth with his cum until it was dripping out of the corners of my mouth.
Brian's orgasm seemed to last forever. Finally, when his spasms subsided, I let his softening cock fall out of my mouth and swallowed the treat he had just given me. I moved back up to face him, kissing him passionately on the mouth.
"Oh my God, Matt." Brian sighed as I pulled away.
"Good?" I smiled.
"That has got to be the best so far." He laughed, then leaned up to kiss me again.
"It was even better for me." I smiled.
"Not possible." Brian giggled.
"I don't know, that was pretty memorable." I teased.
"Now it's your turn, stud." Brian replied and flipped over, pushing me underneath him.
"Ooooo, force, I like this." I laughed right before Brian leaned down to kiss me.
(Part 45)
"Hey, Kylie! We're in town." I spoke cheerfully into the phone.
"Who's we?" Kylie laughed.
"Brian, A.J., Nick and me." I replied.
"Oh my God!" She squealed.
"Okay, chill out kiddo. I've gotta talk to you when I get over there." I spoke with a serious tone.
"Alright. Just get over here with those hot studs. I'm dying to see all of you." My sister laughed.
"Are mom and Steve around?" I asked.
"No, they won't be back until tomorrow. They're in Houston." Kylie replied.
"Great." I said sarcastically. "I was hoping they would be home."
"Well, do you want the number to their hotel?" She asked.
"No, I'll talk to them tomorrow. Do you still want to go out tonight?" I asked.
"Hell yes! Hurry up and get those guys over here!" My sister screeched.
"Alright, we'll be there in a few." I laughed.
"Okay, bye." She laughed with me.
"Bye." I hung up.
Just as I was hanging up, Brian was coming out of the bathroom.
"So, are we going? I'm pretty nervous." Brian giggle nervously.
"Yeah. You're only meeting my sis tonight, though." I said as I stood.
"Why?" Brian looked hurt.
"My mom and step dad went out of town when they knew I was coming into town. They won't be back until tomorrow." I replied.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah." I smiled.
"You sure?" Brian walked over to me.
"Positive. Why don't you call the guys while I use the bathroom?"
"Okay." Brian smiled as I walked towards the bathroom.
I heard Brian start to talk as I closed the bathroom door. I slowly sat down on the side of the tub. They actually went out of town when they KNEW I was coming. I crossed my arms over my knees and had to shut my eyes tight to keep from crying. I sat there for quite awhile, until there was a knock on the restroom door.
"Come in." I said just loud enough to be heard.
"Matt?" I looked up to see Nick standing in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"Are you ready?" Nick frowned.
"Yeah." I said.
I stood and walked over to the mirror, giving myself a look.
"Something's wrong." Nick stated as he walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"How long have you and A.J. been going out?" I asked quickly.
"Um, well. About a month. Little over." Nick turned beet red.
"Ah. So what happened to Bryan?" I asked as I lifted my shirt, putting deodorant on, still looking straight into the mirror.
"Well, when I found out A.J. was receptive--we broke up." Nick said quickly.
"Okay." I said as I started to tuck my shirt in.
"Enough of the off the topic questions. What's wrong with you?" Nick asked, still blushing.
"Nothing. We're not gonna see my parents tonight. Just my sis." I said, lighting a cigarette and sitting on the toilet.
"So, why are you upset?"
"My parents won't be in attendence tonight because they decided to go out of town when I was coming into town." I replied as I exhaled.
"Oh shit. I'm sorry." Nick sat on the edge of the tub.
"But, in just this little time, I've decided that I'm going to show ya'll the house. Then we're gonna take my sis out, and we're all gonna have the most fun we've EVER had." I smiled and took a drag off my cigarette.
"And get really loaded." Nick smiled evilly.
"Yeah, baby!" I laughed imitating Austin Powers.
"Damn, you're a sexy bitch!" Nick laughed, practically falling off the tub.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Austin, Vanessa, could you two please get out here so we can go?" We heard Brian laugh.
"No." Nick stated, still laughing.
"Don't make us come in there." A.J. said through the door with a laugh.
"Oh behave!!!!" I fell off the toilet from laughing.
"Shit, did you hear that thud? I think he's dead." Brian laughed.
"Come on, boy." Nick pulled me up off the floor.
"Alright, alright." I stood up with his help and opened the bathroom door.
"It's about time, boy." Brian laughed as I walked out.
"They know we're together, A.J." Nick laughed and grabbed A.J.'s hand.
"Do what?!?" Brian replied, shocked.
"Well, now THEY do." I giggled.
"Ya'll are to-to-together?" Brian stuttered.
"Yes, sweety, they are." I patted Brian on the chest with a laugh.
"Are you okay?" A.J. asked.
"Yeah, but why couldn't I have figured it out, too." Brian laughed slightly.
"We'll talk about that some other time." I laughed. "Come on, let's go."
Nick, A.J. and I all laughed at Brian's expression as we walked out the hotel room. We quickly walked down to the street and got a cab as quickly as possible. We didn't want to cause a riot by standing in front of the hotel, advertising where we were staying. The whole ride over to my parent's house, I was more nervous than I had ever been in my whole life. I could barely keep up with the conversation that was going on in the cab.
When we got to my parent's house, I quickly paid the cabbie, and jumped out before anyone else could. The guys were quickly following me, however. I walked up to the sidewalk in front of the house and stood there, taking in the two-story brick building before me.
"Matt?" Brian walked up behind me.
"Gentlemen, the House of Usher." I sighed.
"Huh?" Nick looked confused.
"Edgar Allen Poe. Nevermind. Let's do this." I laughed.
"Alright." Brian grabbed my hand as I walked towards the house.
I walked up to the door, and without even pausing, rang the doorbell. It wasn't two seconds later, we heard what sounded like a herd of elephants rushing down the stairs. Then, the door popped open, and there stood my sister, smiling like an idiot.
"Hey, kiddo." I laughed.
"Oh my God, I'm so glad to see you." Kylie opened the door and screeched, before practically jumping on me and giving me a huge hug, almost knocking me over.
"Well, I'm glad to see you, too." I laughed as I hugged her back.
"I missed you sooo much." Kylie continued to hug me.
"Okay, okay. Don't you want me to introduce you to my friends?" I laughed.
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry." Kylie let go of me, and backed up.
"Kylie, you know who these guys are. Guys, this is Kylie." I giggled.
"Nice to meet you, Kylie." Brian extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you, too." Kylie smiled and gave Brian a huge hug, ignoring his extended hand.
Kylie then gave A.J. and Nick big hugs. All the guys were laughing at her enthusiasm to meet them.
"I want to show the guys the house, if it's okay?" I asked Kylie.
"Sure, come on in." Kylie smiled and yanked each of us in.
When you enter the house, and you're standing on the marble floor of the foyer, the house looks huge. All the guy's jaws dropped. Leading up from the entrance to the house is a huge stair case, then a little "catwalk" type hall, which leads in two different directions. All the bedrooms were upstairs. Downstairs was the living room, dining room, a culinary masterpiece of a kitchen, a den, and then a huge bathroom.
Upstairs, there's also a family room where the only T.V. in the house is. In the family room, there's a sliding glass door that leads out to a deck, that's raised to be even with the second floor of the house.
"Wow." Brian stated.
"My sentiments exactly." Nick laughed.
"You haven't even looked around." I teased.
"Well, it's pretty impressive so far." A.J. agreed with the guys.
"Why don't you guys show yourselves around while I talk to my sis for a bit?" I dropped a hint.
"Yeah, sure." Brian wandered off, wide-eyed from amazement.
I stood there, waiting for all the guys to dissappear.
"What?" My sister asked as soon as all the guys were gone.
"Well, I just wanted to drop a bombshell is all." I laughed, nervously.
"Okay, shoot." My sister smiled and looked me in the eye.
"I don't know any other way to say this, so here goes. I'm gay and Brian is my boyfriend." I said quickly.
"Duh!" Kylie laughed at my stupidity.
"Huh?!?" I asked, stupified.
"Oh please. I knew you were gay before you went to L.A. And in regards to Brian, you were holding hands as you walked up to the door." Kylie explained.
"Oh." I smiled.
"Yeah. I'm just glad you found a cute guy if you're gonna date one." Kylie teased.
"You know what?" I asked wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
"What?"
"I love you. Bunches." I laughed as we started walking towards the living room.
"I love you, too. Please just tell me Nick and A.J. are straight." Kylie begged.
"They're together." I laughed loudly.
"Fuck." Kylie stated.
"Nice language." I teased.
"Hey, my dreams of doing Nick are shattered, leave me alone." Kylie teased.
"You little shit." I laughed.
I sat down on the couch in front of the coffee table and lit a cigarette, while Kylie sat down in the chair facing me.
"So, how long have you guys been going out?" Kylie asked.
"Since the day I made the appearance on Todd Hansen's show." I replied.
"How serious is it?"
"Well, I guess serious. We're exclusive." I replied, really not knowing how to respond.
"It's usually pretty serious when they give you a ring." My sister came over and sat down beside me.
She grabbed my hand and held it up to look at the ring.
"Yeah, I guess so. He gave that to me awhile back, though." I giggled.
"I'm so happy for you." My sister squealed and gave me a hug.
"Hey, where's mine?" Nick walked into the room.
"You can have one, too." I laughed.
"I want one from Kylie." Nick teased.
"Woo Hoo!" Kylie jumped up, ran over and squeezed Nick hard.
"Now, THAT'S a hug." Nick blushed.
"Hey guys." Brian and A.J. walked into the living room.
"Hey." I smiled and patted the seat beside me on the couch.
Brian came down and sat beside me.
"Did you tell her?" Brian whispered into my ear.
"Yes, I told my sister we're fucking." I announced to the room.
"And I couldn't be happier." Kylie turned around to look at Brian, smiling.
"Oh, okay. In that case." Brian stood up and hopped in my lap.
"Ooo baby, ooo baby, open them legs and give me some gravy!" I busted out laughing.
"Gross." Nick stuck his tongue out.
"Come on, guys." Kylie laughed.
We all piled into Steve's Durrango, with Nick and A.J. in the front with Kylie and Brian and myself in the back. Our first stop was dinner in the West End. We decided to have dinner at an Italian place close to a tatoo and piercing parlor. Kylie kept everyone's attention, telling stories about how school had been going before summer vacation, what her plans were after school, and how much she loved the Backstreet Boys. All the guys humored her enthusiasm very well, I thought.
After we all finished eating, I was sitting there, listening to all the guys talking with Kylie, pretty much in my own little world. I was just looking around, watching the people walk by the patio we were sitting on while we ate. All of the sudden, I got a brilliant idea. I just stood and started walking across the street.
"Hey, where are ya' goin'?" A.J. hollered.
"Across the street!" I screamed back.
"Why?"
I didn't answer, I just pointed at the tattoo parlor in front of me.
"Oh my God, what's gotten into him?!" Brian laughed.
Everyone jumped up and ran after me.
"What are you going to do?" Kylie asked me with concern.
"We'll see." I replied with an evil smile.
"Don't do anything rash, alright?" Brian smiled nervously as we continued walking.
"Do something rash, do something rash!" A.J. begged with a laugh.
"A.J., don't encourage him!" Nick slapped A.J. in the arm.
"Alright." I turned around to face everyone once we were right outside the shoppe. "I'm going in here with A.J., and A.J. only. The rest of you can wait out here."
I then walked towards the door.
"Yeah!" A.J. laughed at everyone and followed me.
I entered the shoppe, followed by A.J. I think we were the only two people in there besides the woman behind the counter and the guy in the booth, waiting on a customer while he read his paper.
"What are you gonna do?!?" A.J. acted excited.
"I DO NOT want a tattoo." I explained.
"Why not?" A.J. asked.
"Because I don't want to pay for laser surgery when I'm fifty to get it removed." I laughed.
"So, we're piercing, eh?" A.J. grinned.
"Yeah."
"Eyebrow?" A.J. asked.
"Way too visible and tacky."
"Lip?"
"Yeah, that oughta make kissing more fun." I teased.
"Your tongue." A.J. stated.
"Perfect." I laughed and walked up to the counter. "I want to get my tongue pierced."
"Alright. We'll need you to sign some waivers, first." The woman replied, not even put off by who I was.
"Okay."
"It's seventy-five dollars for the piercing, twenty for the ring."
"We can manage that." I smiled.
"You'll need to sign these two." The woman smiled as she placed two pieces of paper on the counter.
One paper was stating that I was not under the influence of any drugs or alcohol, which I had to sign. The second paper stated that I did not hold the shoppe liable for anything that might go wrong before, during, or after the piercing. I signed that one quickly as well.
"Alright, let's do this." I smiled, getting a little nervous.
"Woo Hoo!!!" A.J. laughed.
"This way." The woman laughed at us.
The woman led us back to the booth where the man that was gonna do the piercing was sitting. He was reading his paper. As soon as we stepped into the booth, he dropped his paper, and patted the chair for me to sit down.
No one said anymore than they had to. The woman told the guy to pierce my tongue. The man told me to open my mouth, which I complied. He smeared some gelly stuff on the top of my tongue, that sorta tasted like fluoride. A.J. stood, in wanting fascination, as the guy quickly stuck the needle through my tongue, leaving it there for a minute. Just as quickly, the man put the barbell ring through, tightened it, and it was done.
"That was quick." I smiled.
"We're pretty good." The woman smiled.
"Alright, let's go pay so you can show everyone." A.J. laughed.
"Okay."
The ring was already starting to feel weird in my mouth. Not bad, just weird. I was already starting to play with it.
"If it hurts, put some of this on your tongue, near the piercing." The woman reached behind the counter, bringing out a white bottle.
"Okay. Ninety-five?" I asked, taking the bottle from her.
"Yes."
"There ya' go." I smiled as I dug money out of my pocket and handed her a hundred.
"Thanks." The woman replied and tried to give me the five dollars back.
"No problem, keep it." I smiled as A.J. and I walked towards the door.
"They're gonna shit." A.J. laughed right before we opened the door.
Everyone was still standing in front of the shoppe, waiting for us.
"Chicken out?" Nick asked.
"I told you he would." Kylie laughed.
I didn't respond, I just stuck my tongue out at them all, and started to walk back over to the patio.
"No you didn't!!" Kylie and Nick laughed at the same time.
"Yes I did." I turned around and smiled.
"Oh lord." Brian rolled his eyes and ran up to my side.
"What?!?" I laughed and looked over at him.
"You're crazy." Brian laughed.
"You'll think crazy when you feel it tonight." I laughed, then shoed it to him again.
"Kinky." Brian laughed.
"Oh my gosh, do you know what will be ALOT of fun?" Kylie ran up and stopped Brian and me.
"No." I smiled.
"Karaoke!" Kylie screamed.
"Oh hell yeah! We could go up to Tim and Sue's!"
"They'd love to see you, again." Kylie smiled at her brilliant idea.
"Okay, let's do it! Guys, we're going to go to THE Karaoke Bar!" I turned and faced them all.
"Crap. Are we gonna have to listen to you sing?" Brian teased.
"Yes, and you'll love it." I laughed, and grabbed him by the arm.
We all paid our tab at the resturaunt and piled back into the Durrango. On the way to the bar, Brian kept telling me to kiss him, so he'd know what it was gonna feel like with the pierced tongue. I just kept laughing at him, telling him to wait, until finally he told me he wouldn't shut up unless I did it. So, reluctantly, I grabbed the back of his head, kissing him deeply, working my tongue around his mouth the best I could. When I pulled back, Brian sighed heavily.
"Can't you two wait until we get back to the hotel?" Nick turned around to look at us, a smile on his face.
"Talk to Brian, he started it." I laughed, playing with my tongue ring some more.
(Part 46)
I woke up the next morning, feeling like I was going to puke. My head and tongue were throbbing, my stomach was turning, and I felt dizzy. The five of us had ended going to the Karaoke bar, where the guys had to sit through me singing '(If You're Not In It For Love) I'm Outta Here' by Shania Twain, 'Desperado' by the Eagles, a stirring rendition of 'From This Moment' with Kylie, and 'Summer Nights' from Grease, again with Kylie. All of us ended up drinking a little too much, save Kylie, so when she dropped us off at the hotel, I was ready to go to bed.
The guys wouldn't let me sleep, though. They each made me kiss them, so they know how it felt. I was surprised Brian didn't get mad. In fact, after A.J. and Nick left to go to their room, Brian said it actually got him hard seeing me kiss them. So I still couldn't go to sleep. It sorta freaked me out that he liked to see me kissing the guys, but I went along with it.
I slowly sat up in the bed, and threw my legs over the side. I looked over my shoulder to see Brian was already gone. I didn't know where to, but right then, I didn't care. I slowly drug myself into the bathroom, trying not to move too much, so I wouldn't puke. I finally got myself in the shower and stayed in there for what seemed like an hour. I was drying myself off when I heard the door to the hotel room open and close again. I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out to see who it was.
"Hey." Brian was standing over by the sliding glass door.
"And where were you?" I smiled as I walked over and sat on the bed close to where he was standing.
"Just shopping." He replied, nervously.
"Are the guys up, yet?" I asked.
"No, I stopped by, but no one answered when I knocked." Brian replied, coming over to kneel in front of me.
"No more nights like that for awhile." I laughed, reaching up to ruffle Brian's hair.
"Agreed." Brian smiled up at me.
"Good, now I'm gonna get dressed." I giggled and tried to stand.
"Wait." Brian grabbed my hand and pulled me back down.
"What?" I laughed.
"I wanted to ask you something." Brian looked down at his lap.
"Well, don't get shy on my now, mister 'seeing you kiss them got me hard'." I teased.
"Well, this is a little more important than that." Brian blushed.
"Just tell me." I begged.
"Alright." Brian reached into his pocket, bringing out what looked like a ring box.
"Um." I blushed.
"Well, I just think that we've been going out long enough to not have done this already." Brian opened the box and took out a beautiful platinum ring, somewhat similiar to the other one I had.
"Oh my gosh." I giggled.
"You don't have to take this as us getting engaged if you don't want to, just sorta like a promise that we'll stay together." Brian explained.
"Wow." The only thing I could muster as Brian slipped the ring on my finger.
"I don't want you to think I'm doing this for any reason--other than I love you with all my heart, and want you to promise to be mine forever. If you don't want to, then that's okay." Brian looked down at the ground after he slipped the ring on my finger.
"Jeez." I laughed. "This is so, so, I don't know."
"Bad?" Brian sighed, like he was expecting a let down.
"No. It's good. And, mister, what makes you think that I wouldn't want an engagement right?" I put my finger under his chin, making him look up at me.
"What?" Brian smiled wide.
"Yeah. What makes you think I wouldn't get engaged to you?"
"I don't know, I just kinda..." I broke Brian's thought off with a kiss.
Soon, Brian was on top of me on the bed, yanking the towel from around my waist.
(Part 47)
"So you're telling me that you're gay and dating a Backstreet Boy?" My mother sat across from me in amazement.
"Yeah, that pretty much encapsulates it." I replied.
"I don't know what to say, Matthew." I hated it when she called me that.
I had left the hotel on my own to speak to my mother and step-father before the introductions. They were taking it well so far. No screaming or yelling, yet.
"Well, are you happy?" Steve, my step father asked.
"More than ever." I replied with a smile.
"Then I think it's fantastic." He smiled.
"Stop being a hippy, Steven." My mother did it again.
"Deborah, give the boy a break. He came all this way to visit us, and share part of his life with us. The least you can do is accept it, even if you can't agree with it." Steve spoke up.
"Couldn't have said it better myself." I smiled widely, until my mother gave me one of her looks.
"Jesus Christ." My mother sighed.
"Oh mother, stop being dramatic. I'm just gay." I replied.
"JUST?" My mother got bug-eyed.
"Yeah, not everyone likes women." I said sarcastically.
"Okay, Matthew, enough."
"No, not enough. I mean, I came here to introduce you to my boyfriend. Well, not just my boyfriend--my fiance!" I stood up and started pacing. "I mean, for once I thought I could come tell you something and just have you accept it. I love Brian, and he loves me, so regardless of how you feel about it, this is what I want. It's what I'm going to have."
"You'll get over it." My mother was trying to piss me off.
"No, I won't, but you're going to have to. 'Cause if I leave here today without your blessing, you won't be seeing me for awhile. One day, you'll wake up and realize what an ass you're making of yourself." I said quickly.
"Matthew, if that's how you feel, I guess that's all that needs to be said." My mother put on her hoity-toity demeanor.
"That's EXACTLY how I feel." I turned to stare at her.
"So, what do you want from me?" She sighed.
"You're acceptance. If not that, then your decision." I replied sternly.
"Well then, you're wishing for something you won't be getting." She replied snottily.
"Okay." I said in amazement. "I guess there's nothing left to say then."
"I suppose so."
"It's been a pleasure, just like I remember." I replied and picked up my backpack.
"Matt, just sit down, let's work through this." Steve begged of me.
"Nope. Not this time Steverino. I'm gone." I started to walk towards the door.
"Goodbye." My mother said happily.
"If you want to apologize and actually meet the man your son loves before he leaves, I'm at the Marriott in the West End. You make the move here. Don't expect me to." I turned and looked my mother in the face. "Goodbye."
I left the house in a huff. I was really upset. I knew what to expect though. I knew my mother would never accept my sexuality. I should have known better than to come back and try to make ammends. I hopped in the borrowed Explorer from the hotel, and took off.
(Part 48)
"Are you okay?" Brian walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Yeah, I was just thinking." I replied with a smile.
I had been standing on the balcony of the hotel for some time, just staring at the early morning light of the city.
"Is it your mother?" Brian kissed me on the neck.
"Yeah. I was so sure she would come and apologize to me. I thought that she'd come to her senses sooner or later." I reached up and grabbed onto his arms.
"Well, sometimes things don't work out like we plan." Brian nuzzled my neck, comforting me.
"Don't I know." I laughed.
"So, you ready for your flight to Orlando, mister?" Brian laughed.
"Yeah, are you ready for your flight to New York?" I teased.
"No. I want to go with you." Brian begged.
"I know, I want you to, too. But you got to get back to New York to meet up with Kevin and Howie for the MTV Special." I explained.
"I know, I know. I just don't want you to be around Justin Timberlake." Brian laughed. "The boy is too cute for you to control yourself."
"No, you're too cute for me to control myself." I reached behind me and rubbed Brian's crotch.
"Oh yeah." Brian moaned. "You have to do this when we don't have time."
"Well, I'll make it up to you when I get back to New York." I laughed, pulling my hand away.
"No, you can do that awhile longer." Brian sighed.
"Come here." I smiled and drug Brian from the balcony.
I pushed Brian down on the still un-made bed. I knelt in front of the bed, slowly undoing his belt, then unbuttoning and unzipping his fly. I yanked his hardening dick out, and quickly took it into my mouth. Soon, I was bobbing my head up and down quickly, as Brian humped up to meet my thrust. It wasn't long before he was unloading a huge wad into my mouth. Brian held my head on his dick until his orgasm subsided.
"Wow." Brian laughed as he let go of my head.
"That should tide you over." I laughed as I looked up at him.
"I think the pierced tongue helps quite a bit." Brian laughed and ruffled my hair.
"Okay, let's get going before Nick and A.J. start getting pissed I laughed.
"I love you, Matt."
"I love you, too." I stood and kissed Brian gently.
(Part 49)
I got off my plane in Orlando, trying to locate the first available pay phone. I had to wait in line to use one, but finally got one. I dug Justin's number out of backpack, plus some change and quickly dialed his number.
"Hello?" Justin answered.
"Hi, Justin? This is Matt. I'm in town." I replied.
"Oh great. There's a room reserved at the Hilton downtown. Why don't you head over there and get rested? Give me a call when you're ready for the meeting." Justin replied.
"Alright, will do." I thought this was rather odd.
"Okay, bye for now."
"Goodbye."
Okay, he had a room reserved for me. I hadn't planned on staying the night. I guess I'd have to call Brian. I made my way to the front entrance of the airport, grabbed a cab, and told him where to talk me. I guess N'Sync had something big to ask of me since they got me a hotel room.
When I got to the hotel I went up to the desk, and immediately, they knew what room I was to be put in. They called the bellboy right away for my small amount of luggage. I was put back by the hospitality, however nice it was. The bellboy quickly took me up to my room on the fifteenth floor, leaving me there on my own.
I immediately called my apartment, but there was no answer. I left a message for Brian, letting him know that I wouldn't be in until the next night. I was sort of tired, so I stripped down to my boxers and crawled into the bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
About three hours later, I woke up to a knock at the door. I hopped out of bed and threw on my t-shirt. I stumbled over to the door and opened it.
"Mr. Thompson?" The man at the door asked.
"Yes?" I said wearily.
"I have a message for you." The man handed me a note.
I opened it quickly. Inside it said:
Meet me in the hotel resturaunt in one hour. Justin T.
"Okay, thanks." I replied after reading the note.
"Certainly."
I closed the door, now very confused at the events that had transpired. I decided that there was no point in being confused. I stripped down and headed for the shower.
(Part 50)
"I'm looking for five gentlemen that were supposed to meet me here." I smiled at the hostess at the podium.
"Mr. Thompson?" She smiled widely from having recognized me.
"Yes."
"Mr. Timberlake is waiting for you." She motioned for me to follow her.
"Okay." I was getting more and more confused at this set-up.
I followed the hostess through the dining area. There were hardly any people around. I guess the guys picked a good place for us to meet. We rounded a corner into a private dining area, and immediately I saw Justin sitting at a table. Alone.
"Hi." Justin smiled at me.
"Hello." I know I looked confused.
"What would you like to drink?" The hostess asked.
"Rum and coke, please." I replied.
"So, how are you?" Justin asked as soon as the hostess was gone.
"I'm fine. Yourself?" I asked politely.
"Pretty good. Glad you could make it." He smiled.
"Same here. So, where are the other guys?" I tried to get to the point nicely.
"Oh, they weren't invited." Justin smiled evily.
"Then what am I doing here?" I laughed.
"Because I invited you." Justin replied, amazed that I would ask.
A waitress came in at that moment with my drink. She took our food orders and left, letting us talk more.
"Okay, this is really cute and all, but please tell me what business proposal you have for me." I took a sip of my drink.
"How about an indecent proposal?" Justin leaned into the table and grinned.
"How 'bout I throw my drink in your face like a queen and leave?" I smiled widely as I took another drink.
"Oh, fiesty." Justin was at full mack.
"Really, Justin if you don't have a real good reason for me to be here, I should be upstairs, calling the airport and getting a ticket home." I started to stand.
"Okay, okay, sit down." Justin quickly spoke.
"What do you have, then?" I asked as I sat back down.
"Why don't we talk personally over dinner, then we'll bring up business?" Justin offered.
"Works for me." I smiled.
The waitress brought us our meals, and we talked about everything over dinner. Everything except business. I really was enjoying the company and meal, but I was looking forward to going home and getting back to Brian. After the waitress took our plates away, and we both turned down desert, I lit a cigarette and looked at Justin, waiting for business.
"What?" Justin looked at me.
"Business?" I answered him.
"Oh yeah. I really don't have much." Justin stated.
"Great." I was getting annoyed.
"But, I do have an idea that you might like for a video." Justin cocked an eyebrow at me.
"Okay, hit me with it." I sat back, smoking.
"Well, I don't have any of the treatments and whatnot here." Justin smiled.
"Alright, where are they?" I asked.
"At my apartment." Justin grinned.
"Great." I snubbed out my cigarette. "Justin, it's been a pleasure seeing you again."
"Oh come on, Matt. It's just across town. It won't kill you to come with me." Justin replied.
I stood there for a minute, looking at him. I realized that I was a little bigger than him, and he wasn't the freaky type that it would probably be safe to go with him regardless.
"Alright, you've got two hours." I looked at my watch.
"Okay. Let me just pay real quick." Justin stood up quickly.
"Sure." I smiled.
I followed Justin to the front where he quickly paid.
"Come on." Justin motioned for me to follow him.
"How far is your apartment from here?" I asked as we walked out the front door.
"About thirty minutes." Justin replied.
I looked down at my watch. I wasn't going to make it back to New York until the next day, now......
(It takes a lot to know what is love. It's not the little things but the big things that can mean enough. A lot of prayers to get me through. And there is never a day that passes by I don't think of you. You were always there for me. Pushing me and guiding me always to succeed.-TO DONNIE)
Okay everyone. That's it for now. Hope it was good for you, too! Write me at BBBRok1057@aol.com!
Love, Lep