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The following is a fictious story with no real basis or credibility.It is solely for the enjoyment of the reader.Its all just fun. It does not imply anything about the sexual preferences or lifestyle of Justin Timberlake or any other celebrity mentioned in the story.
Previously
Vicky summoned Justin over to the table and Justin stood tentatively in front of Michael. "Justin Timberlake, this is my best friend Michael Tavarro." Justin stared into Michael's upturned face.He was lost in those eyes again. This was Michael Tavarro.The author he had hoped to meet.The man who's writing had entered his very soul. "Michael, this is Justin Timberlake" Michael removed his hand from behind his throbbing head and extended it towards Justin and their hands touched together. At the same moment they both shared the same thoughts. He's unbelievable.Breathtaking,beautiful and it's as if the sun radiates from his smile. Vicky stared back and forth between the two and she realized that something special might of just happened. Then she looked at their hands as they pulled apart. Oh my god!Michael, your bleeding!" There was blood on Michael's and Justin's hands.It had come from the back of Michael's head. Michael reached up and touched the back of his head.A sharp burning pain shot through his head. Michael looked at his red hand and then slowly fell forward,darkness overtaking him. Justin grabbed him before he hit the floor,enveloping him in his strong arms.
4 Hours Later
Michael felt the darkness lifting.He slowly opened his eyes and was blinded by a bright light .The light moved and an older man smiled back at him. "Welcome back son.You feeling ok?" Michael looked at the man and realized he was a doctor. "What happened?"Michael said quietly as he tried to sit up. "You passed out,a delayed reaction from a concussion sustained by head trauma."the doctor stated in a concerned way. "Your friends brought you in about 4 hours ago." "Am I ok?" "How does your head feel, any blurred vision?"the doctor asked. "I have a headache, the back of my head feels like a hammer is hitting it.My vision is ok though." "We had to put in 4 stitches to seal a gash back there, and you have some bruising.You will have to be watched to make sure there are no side effects from the concussion, but you can go home tonight.Your friends are here waiting outside,and one of them seems to be making a great impression on our young nurses here."laughed the doctor. "He gave me his autograph for my granddaughters." Michael's thoughts flooded his mind. Oh god, Justin.He is here?He came to the hospital?He must think I am such a loser,I run into him, then I get blood on his hands.Then I pass out.He is going to think I am a crazy fan. Michael shrunk back down onto the table and closed his eyes. "I will send your friends in."the doctor smiled and walked out the door. Michael felt so ashamed. I meet a fantastic man like him,a superstar, and this happens.Why can't I get a break.Why does everything in my life have to be all screwed up.Your such a loser!Michael screamed in his mind. The door opened wide and Vicky came rushing in,embracing Michael. Steve followed and further back, a slow moving Justin walked into the room. "Your awake, thank heavens"Vicky sputtered ,between hugging and kissing him. Michael hugged her back and said not to worry, that he was ok.He looked at Steve and he smiled back with concern in his eyes. Michael then looked towards Justin, but Justin quickly looked elsewhere. Great!He hates me,he thinks I am a crazy fan for swooning at his feet.Michael felt tears in his eyes.He turned his head away. "Whats wrong, baby?"Vicky said, turning Michael's head back and looking at him with deep concern. "I am sorry I ruined your birthday party.I am sorry I ruined your night as well as everybody else's.Justin must think I am a real loser."Michael turned his head and buried it in the pillow. Justin, who was leaning against the wall, looked up at the mention of his name. "Now you listen here Michael, you are not to feel bad about this.You were hurt Michael,I am just so happy your ok."Vicky smiled with tears in her eyes.She hugged him again. Vicky pulled back and looked at Justin, motioning for him to come over. "As for Justin, I think he has some things he wants to say to you." Justin approached the table cautiously , and Michael turned his head slowly to look at him. Their eyes met and Michael could see that Justin eyes looked moist. Justin couldn't believe how intense Michael's eyes were and the effect they were having on him. "Please forgive me Michael, this is all my fault.I shouldn't have been running after you and plowing into you like that.I was so worried that I had hurt you badly.When you collapsed into my arms ,I thought you were seriously hurt." I had collapsed into his arms, wow. Being wrapped in his arms and i had to be unconscious,Michael thought to himself. "Its not your fault Justin, I should have been watching where i was going"Michael said, lowering his eyes, feeling stupid. "NO Michael, its completely my fault.Please forgive me?" Michael raised his eyes and looked at Justin again.His deep blue eyes looked like they were about to weep,he so wanted to be forgiven. "How about we both agree that we are both screwed up idiots and that we shouldn't be allowed to walk without adult supervision"Michael smiled at Justin. Justin smiled back and Michael's heart did a backflip. Man, his is so gorgeous and sexy. "Man you have such a way with words."Justin said smiling even more. "Thats why i am a famous writer, love by millions, people tripping over me to get my book."smirked Michael,trying to relieve the tension.Michael always tried to use humor to get out of awkward moments. Justin started laughing, which got everyone laughing.Michael's head started throbbing when he started laughing.He thought he was going to black out again.He felt light headed. JUstin wrapped his arm around Michael's shoulder with a concerned look back on his face. "You ok?" "Yeah, my head is pounding and I just want to go home to bed." God, he's touching me, can this be real? Justin looked up at Vicky and Steve. "I have talked with Vicky and Steve, your not going home."Justin said with a newfound firmness. "I hate hospitals,there is no way in hell I am staying here."Michael's anger starting to show. "I never said you were staying here.Your going to be staying in my hotel suite."Justin said cautiously. "What?"Michael was stunned by what Justin had said. "My parent are going to be staying with us,and Michael needs a bed too.You need peace and quiet tonight Mikey,so Justin offered to let you stay at his place,where its quiet.You need to relax."Vicky said in a motherly tone. "I couldn't impose on you like that Justin." "Its no imposition Michael, I feel I owe you something for all this trouble.Please let me help you somehow."Justin said,looking at him with a wishful look on his face.His face changed into a pouty look. "Ok, I guess.How can I refuse you with that puppy dog look on your face." Justin beamed with a broad smile on his face. The doctor entered the room again ,carrying a small tray. He placed it in front of Michael."THese are pain killers Michael, they are very strong.Take 2 now and 2 every 4 hours.You may feel weak ,unsteady,and your head may feel like its about to explode for a while.It will take a while for your head to settle back to normal.Someone has to wake you every 4 hours to make sure your ok, for the next 24 hours." "I can do that, doctor."Justin said, with determination in his voice.Michael shyly lowered his head. "All I want to do is sleep doc, I feel drained."Michael said yawning , then swallowing the pills.Vicky handed him a small cup of water. "You can sleep all you want Michael, but you have to be woken to make sure your ok." "Don't worry sir, I will take good care of him"Justin smiled at Michael, which made Michael blush. The doctor smiled back and had Vicky sign some forms and then he said Michael could leave once he got dressed back into his clothes.Michael looked down ,and realized he was only wearing a hospital gown. "Do you need help," Justin asked, with concern on his face. Vicky held back a small smirk and pushed Steve and Justin out of the room. She turned back to Michael and she picked up his clothes off a chair and started to help Michael get dressed.
After a few minutes, Michael was ready to go and a nurse ushered him into a wheelchair.Justin got behind Michael and started pushing him down the hall to the elevator. Once down on the ground floor the four of them were greated by a tall black man , who directed them to a waiting limousine. "This is Lonnie, he is my personal bodyguard, and a great friend,"smiled Justin. Lonnie bent down and shook Michael's hand. "This youngster hurt you man?"Lonnie asked, a serious look on his face. "Him? Hell no,does he look like he has the physical means to hurt me?Now you, on the other hand...."Michael shot back,a glint in his eye. Lonnie started laughing, a booming laugh that echoed through the room. "I like him,Justin". Justin, who had heard all of the conversation, was looking like he was hurt. "Come on Justin, its a joke,relax.We all know your a big he-man."Vicky shot in. Everyone started laughing. "You are so dead,Michael, wait till your better, its curtians for you."Justin said. "Now he want to make me curtains, your sure he's a he man?"Michael said ,a serious look on his face. Justin started blushing, which got everyone laughing again. Michael felt the throbbing in his head again, and winced in pain.Lonnie picked up on it right away. "I think Michael needs some rest, lets get going." Lonnie helped Michael out of the wheelchair and into the back of the limo. Justin climbed in beside Michael and Vicky and Steve sat down on the other seat facing them. Michael closed his eyes and lay back, trying to get the throbbing headache to stop. He could feel Justin beside him,and Michael felt that maybe he was looking at him.Michael could smell his scent next to him and it was intoxicating. "Bad headache, Michael."Justin asked. "A killer one,Justin." Michael felt someone's fingers on his forehead, and they started massaging his temples. "My mom always did this for me, it really helps"said Justin softly,as if he knew noise was hurting him.Slowly his fingers made their way around to his ears. It felt so good, so relaxing and stimulating.Michael actually thought he felt the headache subsiding. Before Michael knew it, he had fallen asleep while Justin continued to massage his temples.
Vicky looked over at Justin massaging Michael's head.He looked so comfortable doing it, so much caring evident on his face. If Vicky didn't know better, she thought that Justin might be developing feelings for Michael. Nah, not Justin Timberlake, mega star, worshipped by women all over the world.He could have anyone he wanted.And he was in a relationship with Cameron Diaz. He is just concerned for a new friend who got hurt.vicky thought maybe that was it. She was surprised how easily Michael had given in to Justin helping him, Michael usually wasn't comforable around strangers. Michael had only two close friends.Vicky ,who was here in Chicago, and Zach,his best friend,who was a doctor, lived in New York. They chatted all the time on the phone and internet, Mike and Vicky would go up to New York every couple of months.Vicky liked Zach ,he was down to earth like Michael,caring and a good friend.Plus he was always looking after Michael too. Vicky had asked Zach about Michael's past but Zach said he couldn't tell her much more than she knew.Zach had met Michael when he moved in with his grandmother.They were both the same age. Zach went to school with him, they had become inseperatable,best friends. Zach told her everything he knew,that Michael hadn't made many friend during school,he was mostly a loner.When he was 19 he fell in love with a football player two years older then himself,but that hadn't lasted long. Zach didn't know what had happened there either:other that it had ended quickly, and badly.And it had upset Michael deeply.He had dissappeared for a couple of weeks. Michael wouldn't open up about it. Zach told her it was up to Michael to tell them, when he was ready.Zach,also, had tried to set Michael up with friends but he always backed away. Zach wanted Michael to be happy, Vicky and him shared the same feelings for Michael, they both wanted to see him in love,and happy.
Justin turned and looked over at Vicky. "He's asleep I think,"he said quietly, removing his fingers from Michael's head. Michael stirred a little, but quieted down. "He has been through a lot tonight, poor guy"Steve said. "I am just glad he is going to be alright"Vicky said, a tear falling from her eye.Justin handed her a kleenex from the side dispenser. "You care alot for him , don't you, Vicky?" "He's more than a friend,Justin,I feel like I am his big sister,I have to look out for him.We have been through a lot together." "I am glad he has a good friend to watch over him.And I am glad its you Vicky, yours always so good with people. Where is his family? Shouldn't we contact them?" "His parents died when he was young.He was raised by his grandmother who lives in upper New York state. I will call her in the morning to let her know what happened.He doesn't have brothers or sisters.He is so all alone in the world." "Tell me more about him."Justin said,looking at her smiling, showing interest. "His grandmother is his mother, from what Michael says.I have met her, she is a really wonderful person. She is very protective of Michael, but he has always been independent. She offered to pay his way through college,but he made it on his own.He put himself through school working different jobs. He is caring, giving, and would do anything for someone.His heart knows no bounds. But there is something very sad about him, he doesn't share his feeling very easily.I think he is scared of being hurt. He give love to everyone, but takes none for himself."Vicky smiled sadly at Michael.
Justin looked over at Michael. "He seems like a wonderful friend.He was more concerned about my feelings than his own.He didn't blame me for what happened.I feel so bad for what happened to him tonight." Justin's smile lowered and Vicky thought there was a tear in his eye. "I told Steve that I have been reading his book, I so wanted to meet him tonight, to discuss his writing.His book is so powerful. He writes with so much compassion and insight.YOu feel yourself cheering for Daniel." "Yes, it is a wonderful book.THe story was so moving.I hope its all resolved in his new book."Vicky said with admiration. "Oh wow, thats great.He is going to continue the story.Thats so awesome.I can't wait to finish the first one, i only have a few pages left."Justin smiled. "When he talks as Daniel in the book, it almost seems like he is speaking from his heart.And from what I have seen in the past few hours, I believe he is." Vicky looked at Justin again, somehow seeing him in a new light. This was a friend for Michael.Someone who liked him for him, not looking for something more.And she believed that Michael could be a great friend for Justin. Justin always seemed like he grew up to fast, still seemed like a child in so many ways.She felt he needed to be grounded. I guess that comes from the high paced , hectic entertainer's life. Vicky had always been a good judge of people, and she knew in her heart now that Justin would never hurt Michael. She only wished that he could be the one to make Michael truly happy. But that was beyond hope. After all,rumor had it Justin was set to marry Cameron Diaz. "Where is Cameron,Justin?I heard you two are getting pretty close?" Steve looked angerly at Vicky. "What?"Vicky said, defensively. "Cameron and I broke up about three weeks ago,it hasn't been made public yet."Justin said rather quietly,looking out the window at the passing view. "Oh Justin, I am so sorry"She placed her hand on his knee."You must be so hurt.I guess it wasn't meant to be.Don't worry, there is always someone special for everyone.You haven't found that special someone yet.Everyone deserves to find their soulmate." Justin looked up at Vicky and all he saw was a caring smile.No false pretense or phoniness in her eyes. "Thanks Vic, you alway were able to make me feel good."Justin hugged her across the seats. Vicky smiled."Its what I do best." Justin looked over at Michael. Why did that word sound so perfect when he looked at Michael. Soulmate. "Yes everyone deserves happiness with their soulmate."
The limo pulled up in front of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel a short time later.Everyone looked at Michael.They hated to wake him,he looked so peaceful. Justin lightly shook his arm,and Michael opened his eyes slowly.His eyes looked tired and red. "We are here Michael.It won't take long to get up to the room and then you can relax again."Vicky said. All four of them climbed out of the limo, and heading into the hotel, followed closely by Lonnie. They were ushered through the lobby quickly,even though Michael seemed to be just in a daze.They entered a luxurious elevator and began heading upwards.Michael leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.The headache was back in full force. Lonnie looked at him with concern and then looked at Justin.Justin's eyes were on Michael. Man, the kid really likes this guy.Justin needs a good friend,Lonnie thought. Justin was more than a friend and boss to Lonnie.He was like a son.He had known something was different about Justin lately ,he had seen some interesting things and he thought he knew what it was. The doors opened quickly and Lonnie directed them down the hall to a door.Once Lonnie opened it, they were guided into a luxurious suite. Michael looked around and was stunned.It was beautiful,lavishly decorated and furnished.His grandmother's home didn't look half as nice as this place, and her house was beautiful. "Wow, so this is how the rich live."Vicky said light heartedly. Justin blushed."This is the extreme, I usually don't go for these flashy rooms, I like more casual,fun places.The record label handled these reservations." Michael couldn't keep staring at everything. Man, I don't belong here.Is he kidding me!I don't deserve any of this.He must think I am a hard-luck case. Michael felt ashamed and small. He turned to say something and his vision started blurring, blackness started to engulf him.He only staggered for a moment and then Justin grabbed him quickly and lifted him in his arms. The room was spinning, and Michael thought he was going to be sick. "Open the bedroom door, Steve.He needs to lay down" Steve ran for the door and Justin carried Michael into the room ,lowering him gently onto a spacious king size bed.Michaelcovered his eyes with his hands and started breathing slower. Justin asked everyone to step out of the room. The room started settling down,and Michael opened his eyes again. "Sorry about that, I think I was overwhelmed, too much to take in.And my head is throbbing like crazy." "Look, Michael, you have nothing to be sorry about.You have been hurt, your head is kind of messed up right now, its going to take some time for everything to settle back to normal.I am here to make sure your ok and that you get peace and quiet."Justin said in a reassuring tone. Michael looked up at him and smiled.Why did he deserve to be treated like this. "Thanks,Justin.I think I just need to sleep for a little while." Justin got up and pulled the curtains closed. "Its almost 4:00 am,I will wake you at 8:00 so you can take your medication." Michael made no sound, his breathing relaxed and steady. Man, he is asleep again, he must be really drained.Justin bent down over him and looked at him.His breathing was strong and relaxed. His face was so beautiful, he just wanted to touch him, maybe even kiss him. Get ahold of yourself Timberlake.This isn't right.You can't take advantage of someone in this state of mind. What kind of a weirdo are you, Justin thought to himself. Besides, Michael hasn't shown any interest in you at all, get a grip! But he looks so peaceful,so alone and needing comfort.Everything about this young man man made Justin want to be his friend or hope for something more. And when Justin heard his voice it made him want to stop the world just to listen to him speak. Justin pulled the blanket off the end of the bed and covered Michael. He took one last look and stepped quietly out of the room. Everyone got up off their seats as Justin came back into the room. "He is out again.I think he is really not improving much.I think his vision went blurry and he's unbalanced.I am going to call the doctor and find out if there is anything i should look for or be doing."Justin went and grabbed the phone while pulling the doctor's card out of his wallet. Vicky and Steve paced back and forth while Lonnie stood by the bedroom door. After about 10 minutes Justin put the phone down. "The doctor says its all natural, to be expected.He is concerned about Michael's little fainting spell though.We should try and make sure he gets plenty of water, keep him calm and relaxed.If he feels up to it he should eat as soon as possible.He might get sick right away, but we need to keep food in him.Keep his energy levels up.I think the next 24 hours will be long.But I am up to the task." Vicky and Steve looked at Justin with a new found respect. "You guys might as well go home and get some rest, maybe you can come over mid afternoon and relieve me for a while."Justin said. "Ok, Justin, you sound like you can handle things.But you have my number, call me if anything happens, and I mean any little thing,you don't have to handle this alone."Vicky said as she hugged him. "I will."Justin said as Steve hugged him. Lonnie escorted them both back down to the elevator. Justin took off his jacket and started into the kitchen area.He found a bottle of water and took a big gulp.He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to focus himself. You have to be strong, there is a guy in there that needs you.You have to be alert and helpful, he told himself. Lonnie came back into the suite. "You can go to bed Lonnie, get some zzz's." "Ok, Justin, i will set my alarm for 10, so I can make you guys some breakfast."Lonnie hugged him and looked at him."Your quite a piece of work,dog.When did you grow up so fast." Justin smiled.Lonnie smiled back and cuffed him lightly on the chin.
Justin headed back into the bedroom.Michael was sound asleep and Justin relaxed into a chair beside the bed. He sat there for about 2 hours just thinking and looking at Michael.He couldn't take his eyes off him for long. What was so special about this man.It was as if Justin had found something he didn't know existed before. Justin found himself remembering a dream he had about 6 years earlier, one dark night. In the dream he could see someone, they were standing on a cliff,ready to jump off,they were crying, begging to find peace.Justin could feel his pain, the person had been hurt deeply.Justin couldn't see who it was, only that is was a young man, and he knew in his heart how he could save him.He could sing to him a special song, that would show him that life was worth living.And in the dream Justin sang, and the man stopped crying and he walked away from the cliff and turned to look at him. That was when Justin woke up. Justin thought about that dream often, more so because of what happened the next day.
6 years earlier.
Justin was exhausted. The dream last night had scared him.He had woke up crying and Josh had come into his bed to comfort him.He couldn't tell Josh what it was about, only that someone needed him to save him. Josh held him for the rest of the night, through a fitful sleep. They got up the next morning and after breakfast they went over their schedule. The group was finding great success with their new album release.It also meant more public appearances and a lot of tour dates. Lance was always keeping everyone organized, and today was no exception. "We have a meet and greet at 10 with some local contest winners, then a cd signing at 12 for 2 hours.Then a call-in show at a local pop station for 90 minutes.Then the evening is for ourselves. "Yahoo, look out New York , here comes the NSYNC party machine"Joey said happily. "Lets tone it down, ok, Joe."Josh said looking at Justin. Chris also was looking at Justin, as was Lance. Justin was very quiet.He was still thinkng about the dream. "Justin, you ok?"Chris said with concern. "He had a bad dream last night."Josh said,sitting down beside him. "I had one too, a real weird one."Joey said,"I dreamt about a crazy guy on a cliff." Justin's head shot up. "What?" "I had a weird dream about a guy trying to jump off a cliff."Joey said quietly. Chris looked at him with his mouth hanging open. "So did I."He said in shock. "Me too."said Lance. "what.Are you trying to tell me you all had the same dream.I didn't have it."Josh said strangely. "The guy was standing on the edge of a cliff. He was crying, he was hurting so much.I felt helpless because i wanted so badly to help him.He was standing on the edge of a deep ravine.I think he was just about to jump."Joey said."Then I heard you singing Curly, and he stopped crying." Justin couldn't believe it,it sounded like the same dream. "He wanted to end it, he couldn't face the truth about something."Lance said absentmindedly. Josh stared as his friends, he couldn't believe what they were saying. "Wait.Hold on.What the hell does this mean."Josh looked at Chris. Everyone relied on Chris to have the insight to puzzle most things out. Chris thought for a minute. "Well, it could be a sign, maybe god wants us to help this guy.Maybe this hasn't happened yet, and we are suppose to stop it from happening.It could be somewhere later in time.Or it may have already happened. It could be just a transference on one dream.I have heard,well read actually, that when someone has a bad dream, and it is so real, that people close to him start feeling it too.I don't honestly know which it could mean." "Its going to happen today."Justin said. Everyone looked at him. "How can you be sure ,Curly"Lance said quietly. "Its just a feeling I have.Like I know he is near and we need to be there for him.All I know is that we can help him by singing a song.But I don't know what song it is.I didn't hear the song."Justin fell silent. All the guys admitted they hadn't heard the song either. Josh hugged him."Well we just have to go on faith then.If this is real, god will help us." "Amen."They all said together. Later that day,after the rushed morning, they sat in a radio studio,talking on a call-in show, having fun with fans who were calling in asking fun questions.Justin loved these shows, it showed how much the fans were following their lives. They had about 10 minutes left, and had just finished with a caller, when the DJ asked Justin a question. "Is there anyone you want to say Hi to,Justin, out there in our big New York area?" Justin thought for a moment, then decided. "Well, I feel there is someone out there who is feeling low.He is down on his luck,needing a hand to follow the right path." Josh looked over at Justin at the same moment that everyone else did. Josh wasn't happy about where this was heading. He thought his friends were nuts, or maybe playing some elaborate joke. Josh put his hand on Justin's shoulder to beg him to stop. Instantly Josh got a brief vision of a young man standing on a cliff,crying deeply, he turned slowly and looked at Josh.Josh felt his heart break.This boy was beyond hurting,this young man had been violated,tortured and abused.Josh could feel it in his soul.And he could see it in the young man's pained eyes.He was at the end of his rope,desperation was in his eyes. "He is hurting so badly, he needs to know that someone cares, someone will be there to help him, all he needs to do is take a leap of faith in the right direction, not the direction that stands before him"Josh said, continuing Justin's train of speech. "The next few moments will be the hardest in his life." All the guys looked at Josh with a look of wonderment. Josh continued."There is a new song on our new album, that says what he needs to know.Listen to the words, and you will find the right path." Justin and Josh looked at each other,tears in their eyes,and then Justin started singing.
Present
Justin remembered that day so vividly.Josh talked to them about the vision he had seen,but he couldn't remember what the young man's face looked like. The guys knew in their hearts that they had saved someone.They just didn't know who he was or what they had saved him from. Justin always keep that dream in his mind, wondering about that young man. Justin looked over again at Michael.He was moving around a little,like he was dreaming.I wish I was in your dreams,thought Justin. He got up quietly and walked into the bathroom.Justin relieved himself and splashed water on his face, trying to refresh himself. He stared at the mirror,looking at himself.Yes, he knew he was good looking, knew that people desired him, but he had never felt that was his most appealing feature,he felt his good heart and attitude towards life kept him most happy. I am not perfect, thought Justin, not like that man out there.His face is angelic. Justin thought he heard someone talking. He quietly walked out of the bathroom and saw Michael thrashing around in the bed, he was talking in his sleep. Justin couldn't make out what he was saying, just catching a sentence here, a word there.Someone named Paul, who was he,he wondered? Something about his mom, and his dad.Justin thought maybe Michael was having a nightmare.Justin sat down on the bed and put his arm around Michael. Michael immediately calmed down,as if he knew Justin was there to protect him.He snuggled up against Justin's chest. Justin sat still just feeling Michael against him,smelling his scent, which was wonderful,a blend of cologne and something that was Michael's own scent. Justin stayed like that for another hour, then looked at his watch.It was almost 8.He lightly shook Michael's shoulder and the young man started to stir.He opened one eye slightly.
Michael realized where he was, and who was laying next to him.He paniced.Oh god, what had he done? He jumped up slightly and the room started spinning.He made a gagging noise, and Justin leaped up, pulling Michael into the washroom. They almost made it in time. Michael started vomiting, a lot going onto his shirt and then he rushed to the toilet, where up came the remains of last night's italian dinner. Michael thought he wouldn't be able to stop.And his head felt like it was about to explode. He finally stopped vomiting but he couldn't open his eyes to look at the mess he'd made.He started sobbing, and cursing himself. He finally opened his eyes and say the mess. Justin had been right by his side, holding on to him. "Oh Justin, i am so sorry, forgive me."Michael couldn't stop crying. "Please get out.I don't want you to see me like this"Michael couldn't look at him.He started to push Justin away. The sobs were racking his body. Justin moved a little , but only to reach for a towel off a towel bar. He started mopping up Michael's face, and the front of his shirt. "Your clothes are all soaked,Michael.Stand up and get into the shower stall." Michael didn't say anything , but gradually stood up, and Justin led him to the shower stall.Michael go in and slid down onto the floor of the stall.He hung his head down between his knees and just cried. Justin looked at him , feeling so much caring and concern for him.He knew he needed to help him, but he felt Michael needed some time to get himself together. Justin turned around and grabbed all the towels off the racks and started cleaning up the mess on the floor and around the toilet.It took him about 10 minutes and during that time Michael had calmed down. Justin went back into the bedroom, then into the kitchen, shortly returning with a glass of water,and 2 pills for Michael. He walked over to the stall and opened the closed door. Michael was still sitting down and still clothed. Justin handed him the glass of water and the pills. "Take these Michael, it will help your headache.And the water will help your stomach." Michael did what Justin asked and handed him back the glass. "Now lets get these disgusting clothes off you and get you cleaned up." Michael didn't move. "Please go away Justin, I am so ashamed I got sick.You must think me a real loser." Justin hated seeing Michael like this. "You are not a loser, far from it.You are someone who is sick and all of us get sick,Mikey." He called me Mikey, it sound so sweet coming from him, thought Michael. "We all end up like this sometime in our lives.Hey, you should see me after a night of drinking,"smiled Justin. Michael tried to smile ,but it felt forced.Justin knew what Michael was feeling. Shame, discomfort, embarrassment. "So, are you going to sell this new perfume you are wearing,I don't think it will make you rich"Justin said looking down at the soaked clothing. Michael smiled, in spite of how he was feeling. "Yeah, I think I will call it Toilette de Timberlake." Justin laughed. "Ok Mikey, you need to get out of those clothes.DOn't be embarrassed about what happened.You need to get cleaned up. Michael sighed,but stood up.He felt a little dizzy but Justin held him securely. Justin waited beside him while Michael started removing his clothes.Michael turned his head to the side,feeling embarrassed. Justin watched as Michael's chest came into view when Michael removed his soaked black shirt.His chest was slim but muscular,fine black hair covering it,with well defined abs and a v-shaped torso.Justin wanted to run his hands through that soft hair. Michael then starting unbuckling his pants, which fell to the floor , where he stepped out of them.He wore black boxer briefs which showed off his ample bulge.Justin blushed slightly when Michael was finished. Justin bent down and picked up the shirt and threw it in a plastic bag he had brought into the bathroom.He took Michaels wallet and keys out of the pants and put them on the sink counter.He added the pants to the bag and a pair of socks which Michael handed to him. Michael was leaning against the back wall, as if he was trying to keep steady, he wasn't looking at Justin,his eyes were closed. Justin knew that Michael had to shower to get the smell off him. "Are you up to a shower by yourself,you need to get clean, Michael."Justin said,staring into Michael's opening eyes. Michael's knees started to buckle a bit,Justin grabbed hold of him to support him. Justin didn't think twice about what to do next. "Hold onto the rail here, Mikey." Michael held onto it tightly and looked at Justin. Justin stood back and pulled his shirt over his head.Michael couldn't believe what he was doing.Justin then quickly removed his jeans and pulled off his socks.MIchael took a long glance at Justin's smooth tight body.It was like looking at a statue of a greek god. His chest was smooth, with two small perfect nipples, a washboard stomach, with just a trail of fine har going into his white boxer briefs which showed a nice mound.His legs were muscular and hairy.Michael looked at his tattoeed upper arm and his other tattooes.He looked so perfect. Michael couldn't look any more.The temptation was making his head throb and he felt more dizzy.Justin though Michael was about to faint so he pulled him into his arms and help him tight. "YOu ok, Mikey?"Justin said with concern in his voice. "I feel weak, Justin.I don't think I have the strength to stand."Michael whispered.He couldn't tell him what was making him feel this way, that it was him. "Lean on me ,Mikey."Justin said as he turned on the shower, adjusting the water until it was warm.Michael leaned against Justin's naked chest and closed his eyes, his head falling on Justin's shoulder. JUstin focused the spray on Michaels chest and picked up the soap and proceeded to wash Michael's chest. Michael stayed still and let Justin continue.It felt so good and relaxing.Justin washed his chest,back and legs, never going near his soaking wet briefs.He soaped his skin,then sprayed it off with the shower head in his hand, all the while Michael held on to JUstin's naked shoulder. Michael thought it felt so good, his smooth skin against him. Justin took great care in washing him,taking care to make Michael feel relaxed . Before Michael knew it , Justin had turned the water off. "Step out so I can dry you ,Mikey."Justin said as he left the shower himself,drying himself off quickly. Michael stepped out and Justin covered him with a big thick bath sheet.He proceed to dry Michael's wet hair, then his shoulders, chest, back and legs.Michael stood perfectly still,letting Justin take charge. After he was finished,Justin sat him down on the toilet seat. Justin dissappeared into the bedroom,coming back shortly wearing a pair of sweatpants and a wifebeater.He had a pair of briefs as well as sweatpants and tshirt for Michael. I know the briefs will fit, not sure about the sweatpants,thought Justin. JUstin handed Michael the briefs and a towel, then turned around.Michael smiled a little smile at Justin's modesty and quickly removed the wet briefs and dried himself, then put on the new briefs. He said he was decent now.Justin turned around and handed Michael the sweatpants and tshirt.Michael put them on , steading himself against the sink. The sweat pants fit mostly,but were short on the legs.Justin was taller than Michael, a little bigger in the waist too,but it had a drawstring. When he was dressed again, he felt a lot better , although the persistent headache was still there ,but not as explosive. His equalibrium had stablizied too ,he didn't feel quite so dizzy.But Justin wasn't chancing it.He guided Michael back into the bedroom to a freshly made bed. When did he do that,thought Michael. "Hey, when your on a tour bus for long stretches of time, you learn how to make a bed quick."Smiled Justin, reading Michael's thoughts. Michael lay back down on the bed, which felt like he was on top of a cloud.He relaxed completely,feeling refreshed and relaxed. "Thank you Justin, for not freaking out about my episode in there.I am sorry for that." "Mikey, don't talk anymore about that, it was totally understandable." Michael smiled at him.Justin liked it when he smiled at him like that, it was as if he was smiling for him alone. "And thanks Justin for the shower and cleaning me up, not many people would do that for a stranger." "Mikey, I have only known you for less than a day, but I don't think of you as a stranger.Does that sound strange to you?"Justin asked ,feeling a bit awkward, hating to hear Michael's response. Michael looking at Justin with a look of thoughtfulness, as if he was weighing what he was about to say. "No, Justin, it isn't strange at all.I feel the same way, as if I have know you for a long time,I feel so comfortable with you.You make me feel relaxed.To be honest, I don't make friends easily, I am not the most normal guy in the world to know." Michael lowered his head a bit, Justin thought he saw a tear in his eye. "Well guess what,I want to get to know you, I want to know everything about you.I'd be honored to call you a friend."Justin said with a big smile. Michael looked up at Justin's smiling face. Could it be possible,he likes me?He doesn't hate me. But he doesn't know me, know about what I have done.What I can do. "I'd like that too, Justin." "Ok, well how about you call me Jus.I find Justin too formal.What would you like me to call you.Michael sounds formal too." "Well Justin, oops, I mean Jus, you have been calling me Mikey." Justin blushed, he hadn't realized it. "Only my close friends call me that."Michael said looking at Justin.Justin's smile slipped a little, he started to lower his eyes. "So I guess I'd like you to call me Mikey."Michael smiled. Justin's smile lit up his whole face. "After all, we showered together, don't think we can get any closer than that."Michael chuckled,using humor again to lighten the awkwardness. Oh, we could get a lot closer, Justin thought, In my dreams at least. "Could I get another glass of water,Jus?My throat is dry." "Sure thing, Mikey." Justin got up quickly and headed for the kitchen.He returned with a small pitcher with water and ice cubes.He poured Michael a glass.Michael drained it completely. He relaxed back into the pillows and tried to stifle a yawn. "You need more rest Mikey, close your eyes and you will fall asleep. Michael closed his eyes, but kept opening then every few minutes to see Justin looking at him. Justin started humming softly, Michael closed his eyes again and listened to the sound. He always loved listening to music before sleeping, it lulled him into slumber. Within minutes he was softly snoring.
Justin sat there for almost an hour, until he heard the sounds of Lonnie moving around in the kitchen.He got up and checked quickly on Michael, who was sleeping quietly and walked softly out of the room. He entered the kitchen to see Lonnie working on some things over the stove. Justin stretched his arms above his head and yawned deeply. "How's he doing, slick." "He slept for about 4 hours,but it was a rough sleep,Justin remembering his tossing and talking in his sleep. Then when I woke him up he got sick.I cleaned it all up and got him cleaned up.He changed his clothes and he is sleeping again.He took his medication and I think he's sleeping a deeper sleep." "What about you, you been up this entire time."Lonnie asked, concern written on his face. "I am ok, I can sleep later , when Vicky comes over." As if on cue the phone rang.Justin picked it up. "Hello, Justin here" "Hey Timberlacking, hows Mikey doing?"Vicky said cheerily. "You are way too chipper for this early in the morning." "Justin, you haven't called me that in years.Pencil dick." "In reply to your question, Mikey is sleeping."He then told her how his night had gone, leaving out the showering part,he didn't want to give Vicky ammo to embarrass Mikey with. "Poor baby, I hope he is feeling better now.I am coming over around one,so you can get some rest then.I really appreciate all you have done for him Justin." "Its been no inconvenience Vicky, It nothing but returned kindness for what I have done to him." "Now don't let Mikey hear you saying that, he forgave you,remember." "Yes, I remember." "Unless you need me earlier, I will see you at 1 o'clock." "1:00 it is." Justin hung up the phone.Lonnie looked over at him while flipping some pancakes. "From what Steve told me last night, its not your fault this happened to Michael,Justin.It was just an accident." "I still feel respondsible, if i hadn't been so captivated by his looks and eager to meet him, I wouldn't of collided with him."Justin tensed realizing what he had just said. "Why were you so eager to meet him,Just?" Justin blushed a little,trying to think what to say. "Well , he is an author and I am reading his book right now,Steve informed me who he was, and I had to meet him to tell him I enjoyed his book."Justin looked at Lonnie, hoping he had bought it. Lonnie turned off the stove and put the plate of pancakes on the table. "We need to talk Justin.Follow me." Justin followed Lonnie into the living room. "Wait here, be right back,I just want to check on Michael."Lonnie walked into the bedroom and came back shortly. "He is sleeping soundly." Justin relaxed into the chair he was sitting in. "Ok, Justin, I don't know how to say this,so I am just going to say it."Lonnie said looking Justin deeply in the eyes. "Are you gay?"
End of Chapter 3
That was a long chapter. This story is proceeding slowly, hope everyone doesn't mind.I like to build up the story line. Chapter 4 will be up soon. Thanks for the positive feedback.
Angel.