Kevin & Chris Part 7: Chapters 23-25
Legal Note: Don't read this if your under 18 years of age or whatever age is legal in your area. The following story is FICTION and shouldn't be taken like it's real or anything.
It's not real. I'm not saying the boys are gay or that they act the way I portray them. Anything that is licensed is so and I am not an affiliate of the places mentioned below.
Chapter 23
I woke up the next morning wrapped up securely in Kevin's arms. They felt so safe and warm. He had taken off my shirt sometime last night, and had his hands on my stomach. I could feel his breath blowing over my shoulder, and his chest pressing against my back. I glanced over at the bedside clock and it was early, seven to be exact. I felt Kevin shift slightly in the bed, and rested my head back on the pillow, trying not to wake him up.
"What time is it?" I heard him half whisper and half groan.
"It's early, go back to sleep." I whispered to him. I felt myself being held tighter, and Kevin turned me around so that I faced him.
"I don't want to." He smiled.
"Why not?" I asked, confused.
"Well, how about we take care of this first?" He said, and put my hand on his hard cock.
"Umm, maybe later." I said as I began to stroke him, sticking my hand into the opening in his boxers. He began to groan, and I pulled my hand out. "You are way to horny in the morning." I laughed, and got out of bed.
"Hey!" Kevin said surprisingly. "Baby, why'd you stop?"
"I have to work today." I explained.
"Call in sick." He offered.
"To do what?"
"To spend all day with me?" He suggested.
"Well, someone once told me that I couldn't call in sick because I don't work enough. So calling in sick is out of the picture. Sorry Kev." I said with fake sadness in my voice. "Maybe later, after the guys do their Rosie thing."
He reluctantly lay back on the bed and though for a minute while I brushed my teeth.
"You could always take me along, you know, so we could spend time together while you work." He said.
"I was intending to take you along." I said.
"Can we stop at your parent's for dinner again?" He asked. I realized that I didn't tell mom and dad that I wasn't in Florida with the guys. I also didn't tell Kevin that I wasn't exactly on good terms with them at the moment.
"You want to go the my parent's?"
"Yeah, I want to talk to your dad about some business stuff, and I like Maria's cooking. It's like my mom's." He said.
"Well, I guess we could." I said hesitantly. "Call later."
"Maybe I can catch a shower with you before we go." He said as he bolted out of the bed, joining me in the bathroom, and somehow losing his boxers somewhere on the way. He came up behind me and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I gasped at the sudden wave of pleasure that hit my body. His hands made their way to the drawstring of my flannel pants and he yanked them off of me. His hard-on was pressing against me through the fabric of my boxers. His kissing continued as he pulled my boxers down.
"Kevin, I said no." I said, trying to be stern, but the tone of my voice said otherwise. The sternness was replaced my lust as he began to tongue my new earring, and pulling my boxers down. A smile came to Kevin's face as I turned my head around and met his lips with my own. I shifted my entire body around and wrapped arms around his neck, feeling his mussed hair and broad shoulders. He pushed me back so that I was half-sitting on the sink basin and kissed me with more passion. I moved my hand to his hard cock, and ran my fingers over the shaft, from the head to the base and back up again. He groaned in our kiss and held me tighter.
"You guys up?!" We heard from outside the door. My head shot to the side, hoping that Kevin locked the door last night. It was Justin.
"Ignore him." Kevin whispered. I shook my head, rolling my eyes at him. "Yeah, Just, um...let me wash up and I'll be right there." I said.
"Actually, Kev has a phone call." He said from the door. Kevin released me and grabbed his boxers from the ground. "I'll be right back." He said, flashing me a smile. I nodded and stepped into the shower stall.
In the bedroom, Kevin picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"I thought you'd be with Chris." Kevin heard Brian chuckle. "Anyway, you have to get down here as soon as you can."
"We'll both be there in a few days. He has work to do with 'N Sync." Kevin answered.
"That's not good enough, Kev. You gotta be here by the day after tomorrow." Brian stated flatly.
"I'll take it up with Chris, and if it doesn't work out, expect to see me back when 'N Sync joins the tour."
"Kevin, you need to listen to me, that's not a choice. You shouldn't be there to begin with. You just ran out on us, you're missing rehearsals today, and probably tomorrow, so that makes it two-wasted dance rehearsals and two wasted vocal rehearsals. You know how A.J. has his spacing problems and how important the bass vocals are..."
"Brian, stop. You're not going to change anything. I have my own mind, and I'm going to spend time with Chris like we should have been doing anyway. Shut your trap now, because I said I'm coming back with Chris and that's what I'm going to do. That's final." Kevin said before he hung up the phone. He glanced at the phone and pressed the speed dial for Chris' parent's house. He brought the receiver to his ear and heard nothing but a busy signal.
I walked into the bedroom and sat down next to him on the bed. "You ok? You look sort of...bummed."
"I'm fine." Kevin interrupted. He pulled me into his arms again, those strong protective arms, and rested his chin on my shoulder. "I'm going to get that shower now, you get dressed, and we'll get to wherever you need to go to." He gave me a small kiss and walked into the bathroom. 'That was weird.' I thought. I had this feeling that something wasn't right, but I shrugged it off. After I got dressed, I went downstairs to grab some food. There was nobody in the kitchen, but I heard some noise coming from the family room, so I guessed that the guys were all in there. After slicing two bagels and popping them in the toaster, poured a glass of milk and started to sip it. I was tired, although I had just woken up. I climbed onto one of the stools and crossed my arms on the table. I lay my head down on them and sat there like that for a few moments.
"Looks like Kevin wore you out last night, buddy." Joey said as he patted on my shoulder. I looked up from my impromptu nap and glanced at the clock, it had been only a few minutes.
"That's none of your business, Joey." Kevin said as he walked into the room, wearing a tight black wife beater and some loose jeans. I shook the sleep out of my head and sat up in my chair. Kevin walked over to the toaster, "This for me?" He asked, holding up the bagel.
"Yeah, cheese is in the fridge, top drawer on the door." I said. Kevin grabbed the cream cheese and set it all down on the kitchen counter.
"You get any crap from Brian earlier?" Justin asked.
"Why would you think that?" Kevin answered.
"He sounded pissed." Justin answered. Kevin handed me half of a bagel and I quietly nibbled on it while the two were talking.
"He's been like that lately. Just let it go, nothing's wrong." Kevin said. Justin agreed and walked back to join the others.
"We gotta go to Rosie now Chris!" I heard Lance yell from the family room.
"You guys go ahead, I'll be there a little later." I yelled back. "Kev, is everything really ok?" I asked him quietly.
"Well, Brian says that I have to be back in Orlando for some spot vocal and dance rehearsals. They aren't important. You are." He said as he hugged me from behind. He scooted onto the stool, and I sat on his lap. His feel reached the ground, so we had some leverage. We heard the guys leave and I settled into Kevin a little.
"I have to go in about half an hour." I said.
"Well, I'm ready, so we can leave whenever." Kevin said before popping the rest of his bagel into his mouth. "Are you going to feed the dog?" He asked.
"That's a good idea," I said. "But then I'd have to get up and I don't want to do that right now."
"Wait until you get on the bus, you'll be begging to get up and move around." Kevin laughed. I slowly got up and grabbed the silver bowl that Kevin had just given Bailey yesterday. I filled it up with the dog food and put it down on the floor of the kitchen. Bailey immediately flashed into the room and began to eat.
"We should get going now." Kevin said.
"Yeah, we should." I said. Kevin grabbed the keys and we went out to the car.
"Maybe we should finish our business later in that meditation room, eh? We never really finished last time." Kevin laughed.
"You wish, we're going to be really busy today."
"Doing what?" He asked, moving his hand from the transmission to my lap.
"Well, OK, maybe." I said. We both laughed and arrived at the Rosie studios. After choosing the clothes, Kevin and I sat down in the lobby of the dressing room. The room was a large room with six other rooms coming off of it, each a small changing room.
"You know that there's an extra room over there." Kevin said, pointing over to a room on the left.
"Yeah, so?" I joked. Kevin stood up and picked me up. I kicked for a little and then stopped, never realizing how safe it felt being in Kevin's arms. We walked into the room and Kevin shut the door, there was no lock, but we could manage. We immediately locked lips and my hands instinctively shot down the front of Kevin's pants. He moaned in our kiss and held me tighter, his hands running under my shirt, kneading the muscles in my back. I massaged Kevin's rapidly hardening bone and ran my free hand over his ripped abs. Kevin's pants fell to his ankles and soon after his boxers followed. Kevin pulled my shirt over my head and I began to tongue his neck. My hand rubbed harder over his now hard cock, rubbing the pre-cum over his swollen head. Kevin moaned and hissed as my hands ran over him. I fell to my knees and looked up at Kevin with lust in my eyes. He took his wife beater off and tiled his head back in anticipation. I ran my tongue over his piss slit once, eliciting a loud hiss from Kevin.
"Chris?" We heard Lance say from outside, there was a confused tone in his voice. My head shot up to look at Kevin, who had a panicked look on his usually passive face. He yanked up his pants and I grabbed my shirt. I pushed my way out of the room.
"Yeah?" I panted, smoothing my shirt.
"Um...I was just wondering what pants went better with this shirt?" He said holding up the pants the pants that he had to choose from. I made a mental note not to give Lance a choice next time. I pointed to the dark khakis and he nodded. "I thought so too." He said before walking back into his dressing room. I slowly walked over to the room Kevin was in. He was respectively dressed again.
"This gets really irritating after the first time." Kevin sighed. I pulled him out of the confining room and slipped on the little rug that was on the floor. We landed conveniently on the sofa, Kevin on top of me.
"Was this planned?" He joked. I shook my head and pulled him down to me, he groaned in approval and repositioned his body so that all his weight wasn't on me and we kissed each other more passionately. We didn't even try going any further than that, knowing what would happen if we did.
"Yeah baby! Get some!" We heard Joey say. I opened my eyes and saw the guys looming over Kevin and I.
"Your one-liners were never funny, Joe." I sighed. Kevin slowly got off of me, obviously lingering. "There's nothing to see here, guys, shouldn't you get going now?"
"Sure, we're going." Justin snickered as they walked out of the room.
"I wanna go now." I whined.
"Stop that. How about we go to your parent's house now, it's already past lunch." We both walked out of the building. We grabbed a quick lunch at some fast food place before driving to my parent's house.
Chapter 24
We got to my parent's house in about a half-hour, and I noticed that the gate was already open. As we neared the gate, I noticed that the front door was open, too. Kevin and I walked into the house, and rushed to find my mother.
"Mom, is there something wrong?" I asked. Kevin and I looked around the room, confused.
"Your father..." She cried softly.
"Mom, calm down, is there something wrong with dad?" I asked concerned.
"Your father had a stroke yesterday, Christopher." She said slowly. "He was at he hospital and he had another one. The second one hit him hard, and he died this morning." I shook my head, this couldn't be happening. My dad wasn't old; he was in his prime. I shook with fear and disbelief. Kevin came over and held my hand. "We would have called, but I thought you were in Florida." Kevin held me now, slowly rocking back and forth. I cried softly onto his chest, and he patted my back.
"Where's Maria?" I asked. "Does she know?"
"Yes, she does." My mom sighed. "She's running some personal errands, and she'll be back for dinner."
"Is she ok?"
"She's not fine, but she's doing better than I am."
"Well, I'd react the same way in your position, Elizabeth." Kevin said. "My dad dies when I was about Chris's age." I looked up into Kevin's eyes, and his face was twisted with concern and tears were collecting in his eyes. After a few minutes, Kevin called Holly and told her we'd spend the night at the house. She was on her way to spend the night too. Kevin and I were in no condition to drive home at this ungodly hour of grief. Maria came home and started dinner, and we sat in the kitchen watching her and mom cook. Holly burst into the kitchen, and we could all tell she ran every step of the way.
"Liz, are you OK?" She asked. "Do you need any help? Shouldn't you be making some funeral plans?"
"Holly sit down. Everything is taken care of, and all we need you to do is relax." My mom said. She obeyed and sat down next to Kevin and I, dropping the bag she was holding on the floor next to her. When dinner was ready, we all sat down in the dining room and talked for what seemed like hours. Even after the food was gone, we sat and talked, reminisced, about my dad, Kevin wasn't even being sincere, he absorbed every word, and held my hand the entire time. Afterwards, everyone retired to their rooms, and I lead Kevin to my old room.
"Hey Chris, if you don't want to come on tour now, I'd understand." Kevin whispered as we sat on my bed together.
I shook my head. "I need to go now more than ever. I need to get away from everything, Kevin, I have to get away, everything here reminds me of him, and I can't take all the stuff that's happening inside." I cried. Kevin held me tighter, his very being consoling me, and I could hear his soft sobbing as I buried my head into his chest. "Kevin, I didn't even get to say goodbye."
"You know, I wished that this would never happen to anyone after it happened to me. My dad died, and I prayed that nobody would have to go through the pain that I went through, but here it is, happening to the person that I love the most." Kevin said. We sat there doing more talking; it was the only thing that we could do. We compared stories about our fathers, our childhood's, and everything that came to mind. After a while, I grabbed the bag that Holly brought and pulled out my Mickey, it seemed more special than ever now, being the first memory of my family, my now incomplete family, and it brought me back to tears.
The next morning we drove back home in complete silence, and I didn't go to work, but I arranged for the clothes over the phone, so I was still sort of doing my job. It went that way for the next two days, staying home with Kevin and going to legal meetings about the will. Everything was left to me except enough to keep Maria stable for the rest of her life, and some things for Holly, 'practically my daughter,' it said. All of my inheritance would actually be mine when I turned twenty-one, in two years, until then, my mom was supposed to keep it secure. These meeting bored me, and every time I got home to Kevin afterwards, we'd both go for a walk, or a swim, simple things that kept our minds off the sad events of the past few days.
The day had come where I would actually be leaving to Florida with the guys and Christina, who were being very supportive, with them around I always had a shoulder to lean on. After calling my mother and saying goodbye to Holly and Bailey, we hopped into an airport shuttle and were on our way. We got on the plane and were in the air cruising, just starting the long flight.
"You sure you're okay about all of this?" Kevin asked me.
"As long as I'm here with you, I don't think anything else could be as bad as what happened back at home." I said. Kevin smiled and pulled my head onto his shoulder.
"I'll always be here for you baby, no matter what." He gave me a small kiss on the forehead before the flight attendants started coming around. We had our short lunch, and then I decided to talk with Justin and Christina. He was sitting a little ways down the cabin. I sat beside him, and saw that he was playing cards, Uno, with a little girl, I guessed around six or seven years old.
"Hey Justin, who's this beautiful little girl that you're playing cards with here?" I said. The little girl blushed, and gave a smile that could cheer up anybody's heart.
"This lovely young lady is Lilly, and she's challenged me and Christina to a game of Uno, do you want to join?" Justin said with a slight look of pleading in his eyes.
"Sure, but where's Christina?" I asked.
"She's in the potty." Lilly said, laughing a little. We all giggled a little and waited for Christina to get back. She did, after a few minutes, and sat down in her seat.
"Everything going ok, Chris?" She asked.
"Yeah, but if everyone keeps asking, I think I'll have a breakdown." I said as I rolled my eyes. Lilly gave us all a look of shock.
"Chris can't have a breakdown! That's bad!" She said seriously. I gave her a comforting look, and she seemed to calm down.
"Lilly, I'll be fine, let's just get to playing."
She agreed and Justin dealt the cards. We played for a while, Lilly beating us almost every time. J.C. walked by, and knelt down in the aisle next to us.
"Chris, how's it holding up?" He asked.
"Stop asking him that! He's going to have a breakdown!" Lilly said loudly. We all gave her surprised looks, and she gave us a blank stare. "That's what he said, isn't it?"
"Yeah, that's what I said, Lilly, and thanks for looking out for me, but I don't think that I'll really have a breakdown. I have someone that loves me very much and wont let that happen." I explained to her.
"Someone like your daddy?" She asked innocently. I froze, and Christina shook me back to reality.
"Chris has someone that loves him just as much as a daddy." Christina explained.
"My daddy died a few days ago." I said to Lilly, a tear falling down my face. "He can't take care of me anymore."
Lilly walked over and gave me a hug. "Don't cry, Chris. My mommy told me that when my grandma died, she was still here, just that we couldn't see her or hear her or smell her. She was watching us, and helping is even though she wasn't here. And mommy said that grandma will always love me, even though she isn't here with me."
I couldn't help but smile, her words had an innocent truth. "You know, you're really smart for a little girl."
"I'm not a little girl! I'm turning seven in a week!" She said as she held up seven fingers.
"Well happy birthday Lilly." Justin said. Christina and I both said happy birthday. Just then the announcement for the landing in Washington DC was announced. We all had to get into our seats, and I took my seat next to Kevin, who was asleep. We landed, and Kevin woke up with a jump as the plane touched ground.
"Are we there?" He asked, tired.
"No, Kev, go back to sleep. We're in DC." He nodded and went back to sleep. After the new passengers boarded and we took off again, I decided to join Kevin and pulled Mickey out of my backpack, which was underneath the seat in front of mine. I held him tight and was asleep beside Kevin in a few minutes.
I felt someone lifting me up, and I began to stir, "Shhhh, go back to sleep, baby, were here." Kevin said as he lifted me up. He held me like a baby, one arm supporting my legs at the knees and the other arm supporting me by the shoulders. I settled into my new position and snuggled in, trying to hide my eyes away from the light. I hid my face in Kevin's chest and went back to sleep.
I woke up with a start, because Kevin was straddling me, leaning over, ready for a kiss. He pushed my head up and we kissed, our tongues entwining and my hands running over his sculpted chest.
"Mmmm, baby, you are so good to me." I heard him mumble into our kiss. I reached to take his shirt off, and he broke our kiss for a split second to get it off. I panted and he looked into my eyes, prying to see something.
"Kevvy, are we going to finish?" I asked him. "Or is there an interruption waiting behind that door?" I continued rubbing his chest, how did he get so built with just one workout a week? I moved my lips to his neck and started to nibble and kiss it.
"We really should stop, we're...oh...going to the...yeah baby...restaurant...A.J.'s..." He groaned. I stopped and Kevin wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a sitting position.
"How long was I asleep?" I asked him.
"Chris, I carried you out of the airport, into a car, and you were still asleep. You slept through the ride and I carried you into the house, my house. You slept for about six hours." He smiled. "This week's been hard on you, I'm not surprised, but from what I've heard, you won't be having a breakdown any time soon."
"You met Lilly?"
"No, but I heard about her, and how she saved your sanity. Remind me to thank her one-day. By the way, I called your doctor about how you're always tired, and she told me that you were due for a check up, so, getting to my point, you have an appointment today in half an hour."
"Thanks. Sometimes, I think that you're a little too concerned about me."
"I'm supposed to be, now get showered and dressed." He said before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
In fifteen minutes, we were in his 4-Runner on the way to his doctor, and for the time being, my doctor. We arrived after the short ride and walked into the waiting room.
"Christopher Thompson, please head over to room number 7, Dr. Skinner will be with you shortly." The receptionist said monotonously.
"Let's go." Kevin said chipperly and pulled me into the room. I sat down on the examination table and waited for the doctor to come in. After Kevin reassured me that this was the nicest woman in the world after his mother, she came in.
"Hi Doctor Skinner." Kevin said. "How have you been?"
"I've been fine, Mr. Richardson, and you?" She said, looking over her thin rimmed glasses.
"Well, I've been fine, but my friend Chris here, I can't say the same for."
"Hi." I said. "I'm Chris, um...Thompson."
"Well, that's what the form says." She smiled. "So what's wrong, where does it hurt?"
"Nowhere, I'm just here for a checkup." I said. She nodded and went on with the usual examination, with all the stethoscopes, popsicle sticks, and that thing that looks into your ear. She hit my knee with that rubber hammer, and said "Hmmm" a lot. Kevin was flipping through a magazine and not really paying attention.
"Well Chris, I'm happy to say that you're fine, except I think you have something, and we need a blood test to find out. So head over to the lab and we'll test some blood, we'll tell you in a few minutes." She said as she marked things down in her file. I shook her hand and Kevin opened the door.
"Hope to see you soon." I said.
"Not many people say that, but I hope to see you too." She laughed.
"See, she wasn't so bad, was she?" Kevin said as we walked down the hall to the lab.
"No she wasn't." I agreed. We walked to the lab, I had some blood drawn, no big deal, and then we sat in the waiting room for the results. "What do you think the tests are going to say." I asked Kevin.
"You have nothing to worry about, STD's are out of the picture, and it's probably just nothing." He assured me.
"I hope so." I sighed.
"Chris?" I heard Dr. Skinner say from the door. "My office please, you can come too, Kevin." We walked in and I took a seat in one of the leather chairs. She had more degrees and certificates hanging on the wall than any doctor that I've ever been to. She flipped through the test results and looked up at Kevin and I.
"May I ask this, it's a personal question, but is there something going on here?" She said as she pointed at us.
Kevin nodded, "We're seeing each other."
Dr. Skinner nodded. "Best of luck to you." She said.
"Oh, we don't need luck." Kevin said as he grasped my hand.
"On to business." The doctor said. She folded her hands on the desk and looked at us. "It seems that my suspicions were right, and I'm afraid that the fatigue that Mr. Thompson has been experiencing is due to an advanced stage of anemia. This is nothing serious if he changes his diet, or takes supplements, which are readily available."
We both took a sigh of relief. "So what exactly is it that I have?" I asked.
"A low red-blood cell count, and an iron deficiency." She said, "I'm giving you these iron supplements, and I want you to add more red meat to your diet, this should alleviate some of the fatigue, and you'll feel more like your old self again."
"Thank you doctor." I said as I took the bottle from her. Kevin and I shook her hand again and we walked out of her office.
The bright sunlight his us both suddenly, and we walked back over to the car. "Where are we going now?" I asked.
"A.J.'s, but how about we catch a snack first?"
"Fine with me." I said, I leaned over for a kiss, and Kevin gladly gave me one, I felt his fingers running the length of my jaw, and I brought my hand to the back of his head, urging, wanting the kiss to go further. Kevin pulled away, and started the engine.
"You are too good of a kisser." He chuckled. "I can never get enough of you." I smiled, and we went off to the closest Starbucks. We stopped in, and he ordered a hot chocolate and a green tea for me. He handed me the vitamins and I popped one in my mouth. "I'll make sure you take these. It says twice a day." I nodded, knowing that he was looking out for me made me feel all warm inside, or maybe it was the warm tea, but whatever it was, I liked the feeling. After grabbing a scone and a cookie, we hopped back in the car and went over to A.J.'s house. When we got over there, all of the guys were there, except for Nick and Joey. Kevin and I took a seat on the leopard print couch and waited for the last two stragglers to arrive.
"Chris, I heard about your father, and I'm sorry." Brian said after he sat down next to Kevin and I. "If I can do anything, talk or if you need someone while Kevin's busy, just ask."
I nodded, "Thanks Bri, I appreciate it." He patted me on the back. Nick walked into the room, and Joey did shortly after.
"So we're all her now." Howie said. "Let's get this started. We are in charge of everything that doesn't actually have to do with the venues, like room arrangements both at hotels and on the bus, some public appearances, and transportation. So we're going to start with the room arrangements."
"I got Lance." Justin said. Lance nodded. The others paired off, but there was an odd guy out, since I was sharing with Kevin, so A.J. got his own room, which he didn't have a problem with.
"And we all get our own bunks on the bus, except you, Chris, you are going to have to bunk with the band, or another one of us will." Howie said as he wrote the room arrangements on his forms.
"D, he's bunking with me, did you even have to ask?" Kevin said.
"Kev, I know you two are all touchy touchy now, but you've been in those bunks before, they're small." Howie tried to explain.
"We'll manage." Kevin said. "Don't worry about it." Kevin pulled me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. The meeting went on for another hour or so, with petty arguments occurring after almost every issue was brought up. Kevin and I stayed for a little after all the others left.
"A.J., you want to go do something with us tonight?" Kevin asked him.
"Nah, I don't want to be the spare tire with you two, you don't need me to come along." A.J. said. "I'll manage with a rental movie or something."
"Suit yourself." Kevin said.
"I'll come!" We heard Justin say from the doorway. "If you don't mind or anything."
"You can come, no problem." Kevin said.
"What exactly are we doing?" I asked Kevin.
"I don't know, nothing big, maybe dinner and bowling or miniature golf." Kevin smiled.
"You are so cute." I said before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Let's get going." Justin told the others that he wasn't going home right away. The three of us hopped into Kevin's car and went to an Outback Steakhouse.
"A little heavy, isn't it?" I asked Kevin.
"You need the protein." Kevin joked. "You heard what the doctor said." I nodded and we walked inside. The waitress seated us, and I opened the menu.
"What are you in the mood for?" Justin asked us.
"Steaks for both of us." Kevin responded promptly. I didn't even have time to respond as the waitress jotted everything down. Justin smiled, "I'll have the chicken."
"Will those steaks be rare, medium, or well done?" She asked, looking up from her pad.
"Medium, both of 'em." Kevin said.
"Anything to drink tonight?" She asked, looking more closely at Kevin and Justin.
"I'll have some root beer." I said, finally getting a word into the conversation.
"Sounds good." Justin said. "Make that a round for the whole table."
The waitress lingered at the table for a second or two, and left. "Why was she looking at you two so long?" I asked. "Why didn't she just go out and ask for your autographs or whatever right away?"
"Because she wasn't sure." Justin answered. "When you're alone, it's not so easy to spot you, but when you're with the guys, they come in hordes."
"And especially because he was with me, why would Justin from 'N Sync hang out with Kevin from the Backstreet Boys?" Kevin said. "I feel sorry for her, she must be so confused." We all laughed and she brought out the drinks and the salad. Dinner went smoothly.
"I'll take the check." Kevin said. I was going to take it away from him, but decided against it, I didn't want to make a scene over something as trivial as the check. So he pulled out his credit card, and that's when I grabbed it.
"Chris, don't even get me started." Kevin glared.
"Sure, Mr. Richardson." I said as I shoved the credit card in his face. "Does this make them notice you?" He rolled his eyes, and let me pay. Justin was laughing under his breath, and shaking his head.
"A.J. missed out, you two are hilarious." Justin chuckled. We left the restaurant, and got back in Kevin's car. "Where off to now, skipper." Justin said.
"Either bowling or mini golf, you choose." Kevin said. We backed out of the parking lot.
"Let's go bowling, I saw that special you did, and you stunk." Justin said.
"Hey, he was pretty good, almost won, Kev got a couple of strikes as I recall." I said. He smiled and drove us to the bowling alley. After two rounds of bowling, we were tired, and our feet hurt from those cheesy bowling shoes. We left, and dropped Justin off.
"I had fun tonight." Justin said. "I hope we do that a lot while we're on tour."
"I'll make sure that Kevin gets out once in a while." I promised him. He walked up the path to the door and waved. Kevin and I waved back and we drove back home.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" Kevin asked me as we settled into the couch.
"As long as I'm with you, I'm always happy." I whispered, and straddled him. We were facing each other, my knees on the couch and Kevin in a sitting position. I pulled his face to my own, and planted a deep kiss onto his thin lips. I ran my hands over his face, getting reacquainted with his features. My curious fingers revisited his dark brows, deep-set eyes, and strong cheekbones. He reached behind me and pulled off my shirt. I did the same to him, and moved my hands from his face to his chest, the chest that I admired to frequently. Kevin's couch was hard, completely made out of wood with cushions on top. I pulled his fly open and his cock was sticking out of his boxers, ready and willing for action. Kevin groaned as I ran my hands over his rod, while kissing his neck and the hollow of his shoulder. He reached into my pants and I felt them, along with my boxers, lower to my knees. I kicked them completely off and I yanked Kevin's off too. Returning my hands to his cock, I wrapped my hand around it, feeling it quiver with my touch, and began to jerk on it. Kevin moaned louder now, and I felt his fingers caressing my hole. I jerked faster, and brought my lips back to his. He slowly stuck entered one of his fingers into me, and I let out a desperate groan, wanting more. With one long tug, I felt Kevin shoot into my fist, some cum drooling out between my fingers and dripping onto his abs. I licked up what was on my fingers and began rubbing his cock again, bringing it back to full hardness. Kevin pulled his finger out of me, and I was ready for him, ready for what we had been missing for the past week.
"Baby, are you ready?" He asked. I gave him a light kiss, "For you? Always." I whispered. He smiled and put his cock head at my entrance. I slowly lowered myself down, as Kevin was thrusting upwards, and I felt him penetrate. His thick cock opening me up, stretching me to the breaking point, but he was so gentle and caring, I felt nothing but pure bliss the whole time. I relaxed enough for his entire cock to rest inside, and he began to thrust slowly, letting me get readjusted to the amazing length of his cock. I raised and lowered myself to meet his thrusts, and we picked up speed.
"Kevin, please, I need more..." I panted. He flipped us over, and thrust into me like he never did before, with all of his strength. I groaned as the pleasure reached unimaginable levels in my body. My hands wrapped around his neck, and pulled him down for a deep kiss, and I felt his tongue running against my own. He was thrusting savagely into me now, and I couldn't believe how good it felt. It was a different kind of pleasure, different from when we took our time and did it nice and slow. His chest was heaving against mine, his sweat dripping onto my body, and his abs rubbing repeatedly over my dripping cock. Without warning, my cock shot is load over our sweating chests, Kevin kept his thrusting strong, and as I came, I held him tighter, he was pounding so hard, my head hit the side of the wooden couch, but I was in such unbelievable bliss that I felt nothing but Kevin, his hot cock running inside of me, his hot cum as it shot out, coating my hole with his essence. He moaned and his thrusting slowed, tired and sweaty, he looked up at me.
"Chris...baby...oh god it's never been like that before." He whispered. I nodded, it was all I could do, words wouldn't form, my body was racked with waves of pleasure, and we fell asleep, still connected.
***Author's Note: Well sorry for taking an entire month to get this our, school has been really busy, and there have been some family problems. I'd like to thank those people who email me about the story, and Lauren, who talked to me that one night. I can't thank her enough. Read her story "Lucky Me." Keep the mail coming (bsb-story@usa.net), I'll try to get the next one out earlier. Always, CL.