Legal Disclaimer: This story is a total and complete work of fiction. It is nothing but a fantasy I have. It is not intended to imply anything about the sexuality of any of the people written about. In particular Kevin Richardson of the Backstreet Boys, or any other celebrities mentioned. If homosexual acts between 2 males disturbs you or if you are under 18 or this material is illegal in your city, state, or country then you need to leave.
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KEVIN & JORDAN
PART 1
Ring...Ring...Ring.
`What the hell?' I thought to myself, as I started to wake up. Then I realized it was the phone. I reached over and picked it up.
"Good morning Mr. Taylor, this is your 6:00 wake up call." A female voice said.
"Thank you." I replied.
"You're welcome sir, have a nice day." The voice replied to me.
I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my hair and over my face, trying to wake up. I reached for the nightstand and grabbed my cigarettes and lit one. Next I reached for the phone and dialed room service. When they answered I ordered coffee and hung up.
Having ordered breakfast, I got up, pulled on a pair of boxers and a tee shirt and went into the bathroom to piss. Then plopped back down on the bed and turned on the TV, with the remote, to watch the early morning news.
Nothing interesting was being talked about, then after a few minutes the commercials came on.
"And on today's Angela Green Show, Star of Buffy the Vampire Slayer', Sarah Michelle Gellar; also up-and-coming star of the TV show On Our Own', new teen heartthrob Jordan Taylor, and a special musical guest." The announcer said.
`I wonder who the musical guest will be?' I thought to myself.
I'm Jordan Taylor the 25-year-old, so called `Up and coming star and teen heartthrob.' I don't know how comfortable I am with being called that, but oh well.
I guess you could say I'm just modest. From what people have told me I'm good looking. I'm 5'11", 170 lbs., have short spiky brown hair and blue/green eyes. I don't have a perfect body, but still it's toned and in shape. Oh yeah, one other thing, I'm gay.
I was working as a waiter in a coffee shop in San Diego, where I grew up, when one day a customer asked me if I would like to be on TV. I just laughed at him and said something like `Yeah right', and walked away from him. After he left, I went to clean his table and found a business card with his name on it, he was a manager.
`Shit', I thought, was I an ass.
I flipped the card over and it said "I was serious, call me."
I did. It was the best phone call I ever made. Now it's a year later and here I am, "Up and coming teen heartthrob" starring on the hit TV show `On Our Own', sitting in a hotel room in Chicago, waiting to go on the Angela Green Show. It wasn't "Rosie" or " Regis and Kathie Lee" but it was a start.
I heard a knock on the door and went to answer it.
"Please let it be my coffee." I said silently.
When I opened the door, there stood Phil, my manager.
"What are you doing with that?" I asked, indicating to the room service cart.
"Oh, this?" He laughed.
"Yes that." I replied.
"Well, I was walking down the hall on my way here, and saw the room service attendant and told her I would bring it to you, since I was on my way here anyhow." he answered.
"Gee, thanks. Although, I didn't expect to see you this morning." I admitted.
"I know, I know, but I decided to go with you to the show." Phil said.
"And why would that be...hmmm?" I questioned him.
"No reason. I just thought I would come with you." he answered me.
"O.k. fine, come if you want." I replied. But something was up. I could tell by the way he is acting, but decided to let it go for now. I walked back over to the nightstand and lit another cigarette.
"Would you like some coffee?" I asked Phil.
"Sure. I'll pour." He went over to the cart and poured us both a cup of coffee, handing me one.
"Thanks." I said.
"No problem. So are you ready for this interview?" He asked me.
"Yeah I am. I'm really excited to see Sarah. I haven't seen her in a while. But, I'm wondering who this special musical guest is, that I heard about on a commercial earlier." I said.
Phil just looked at me and said, "I have no clue."
"O.k., I'm going to go and jump in the shower and stuff." I told him.
"Fine. I'll be here." He said.
"Just don't drink all of the coffee like last time," I said starting to laugh as I walked to the bathroom.
When I got into the bathroom I put on my favorite CD, the Backstreet Boys.
By the way, I have a major crush on Kevin Richardson.
I took off the boxers and tee shirt I was wearing, and looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad' I thought as I looked at my flat stomach and developed chest. Not like Kevin's, but not bad either' I thought.
Fifteen minutes later I walked out of the bathroom in a towel and picked up and lit a cigarette, and walked to get more coffee.
"There had better be some left Phil." I said.
"There is, don't worry. I know how you get if you don't get enough in the morning." He said laughing at me.
Phil and I talked as I got dressed; pulling on boxers, jeans, a white tee shirt and a blue sweater that made my eyes shine. I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair.
"Does this meet with your approval?" I asked sarcastically, as I came out of the bathroom.
"Sure does, you look great." he told me.
By this time it was almost 7:30 and we had to get going to be at the studio by 8:00, to start the show at 9:00.
We arrived at the studio and were escorted to the green room and Sarah was already there. I walked in and gave her a hug and kiss.
"Hey Sarah, how are you?" I asked
"Great," she said, "Who's your friend?"
"Oh, shit! I'm sorry, I thought you guys already knew each other. Sarah Michelle Gellar, this is Phil Blakely my manager. Phil, this is Sarah, from `Buffy the Vampire Slayer', one of my best friends." I said introducing them.
Phil spoke up, "Nice to meet you Sarah."
"You too." She said.
"I didn't realize you two knew each other." Phil said questioningly.
"Yeah. Our shows are filmed next to each other. I'm surprised you didn't know that, or for that matter, that you two have never met." I answered him. `That really does surprise me.' I thought.
"Well you know how it is Jordan." Phil said, and he continued "With all of the shows that film on that lot, I can't know everyone."
"Yeah, you know how it is Jordan." Sarah said nervously.
"Whatever." I said. Now I was really starting to get really suspicious.
Just then a producer stuck his head in the door and said we had about 30 minutes to show time. Then the make-up girl came in to make sure Sarah and I looked o.k. and left.
"10 minutes!" we heard being yelled up and down the hall.
At this point the producer came back in.
"O.k. guys, this is how it will go today. First Angela will come out and talk for about 10 minutes. Then Sarah, you'll be up. Then you Jordan, that should give you about 20 minutes each to talk with Angela." He told us, "Any questions?"
"Nope." Said Sarah.
"None here." I replied
"O.k. someone will come to get you when we are ready. Good luck." He finished and walked out the door.
As soon as the door closed it hit me.
"Wait, what about." I tried to catch him but it was too late.
"What about what Jordan?" Sarah asked nervously.
"What about the special musical guest? How can we take up all of the time if there is a musical act?" I questioned
"Well...um...I don't know." Sarah said a little shaky.
"Jordan, don't worry about it. They know what they are doing," Phil chimed in. "I'm sure they have everything under control."
Then I noticed the beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Phil. You're sweating. Why?" I asked.
"Oh, I am. It's just a little warm in here, that's all." He answered, wiping his forehead.
"Yeah, I'm a little warm too." Sarah stammered out, shaking her shirt a little bit.
"Well I feel fine. What's going on Phil? Sarah?" I asked, looking at both of them. Now my suspicions were in high gear. `Phil couldn't have found out, would Sarah have told him?' I thought.
"Nothing!" They said in unison.
"Whatever." I said, pulling out my cigarettes and lighting one.
The door opened "Miss Gellar, 2 minutes," the producer said. "Can you come with me please?"
"Sure. See you out there Jordan." She said as she waved and walked out the door.
"Bye." I said waving. I turned around and looked at Phil.
"O.k., Phil. Spill it!" I demanded.
"What are you talking about?" He said defensively.
"You know what I'm talking about! You and Sarah are acting really weird, and I want to know why." I said.
"Jordan, there is nothing going on. I swear." He said.
"Fine." I said, still not believing him.
"Mr. Taylor, 2 minutes. Will you come with me please?" The producer asked.
"Yeah. Let's go." I told him. "Bye Phil."
"Bye Jordan. Have fun." He said smirking.
Now what did he mean by that?' I wondered. Oh well.'
Then I heard Angela announcing "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome one of the newest stars of the hit TV show `"On Our Own,"' Jordan Taylor."
That's when I heard all of the girls in the audience start screaming `If only they knew the truth' I thought, and I walked out, and shook Angela's hand, and sat down.
"So Jordan, how are you?" She asked.
"I'm great...still a little in awe of all of the attention, but other than that, I'm great." I answered her.
We talked for a while, then Angela let us know it was time for a commercial.
"We will be right back, and here is a clip of Jordan in "'On Our Own'" Angela announced.
PART 2
"Well, we are back with Sarah Michelle Gellar from Buffy the Vampire Slayer' and, Jordan Taylor form On Our Own'. So Jordan," she smiled.
"Yes Angela?" I replied.
"A little birdie tells me that today is your 26th birthday." She said as her smile got bigger.
"Um... Yeah...it is, and just who was this little birdie?" I answered her, already knowing the answer.
"That would be me." Sarah chimed in.
I couldn't say anything. I was dumbfounded...she told me that she wouldn't tell anybody, knowing I wanted to keep it a secret.. So much for that.
"And Jordan, Sarah also told us who your favorite band was," Angela continued "and, well, we have a little surprise for you."
I looked at Sarah "You didn't...please tell me you didn't." I pleaded.
"Yup...I did." She giggled.
"So Jordan, Happy Birthday. Ladies and gentlemen."
My heart sank...this couldn't be happening to me.
".it is my pleasure to introduce."
I'm going to die. I can't believe this. I'm actually going to see him. I'm going to get to see Kevin.
".the BACKSTREET BOYS."
The audience went wild and I saw him come out...I died right there in my chair.
The music for "Quit Playing Games with My Heart" came on, and he spoke.
"Jordan, we know this is your favorite song, so from all of us, Happy Birthday." Kevin said in his gorgeous voice.
He spoke to me...oh my god...he actually spoke to me...I could die a happy man right now.
The boys sang and danced. When they finished, they sang "Happy Birthday" to me with the audience joining in.
I was in heaven. The Backstreet Boys just sang to me.
When they finished we all stood and applauded. I actually yellled for them as I clapped and the show went to commercial.
After the commercials the guys came over and joined us. Me sitting next to Angela, then Nick, Brian, Kevin, AJ, Howie, and finally Sarah on the end.
"So guys, welcome to the show." Angela greeted them.
"Thanks." They all said together.
"So Jordan, how do you feel?" Nick asked.
"I...I...can't believe it. Thank you guys so much, this is a dream come true. And thank you too, Angela." I said with a huge grin on my face.
"Well, I just helped out a little. Most of the credit goes to Sarah here, and your manager." She told me.
I got up and walked over to Sarah and gave her a big hug, and whispered into her ear "I love you. Thanks. But, you know now I'm going to have to kill you."
"Yeah, I know. But, it was worth it to see the look on your face." She answered. She knew of my crush on Kevin. That's why she did this. I was going to have to kill Phil too, for his part in this.
I sat back down and turned to the guys "Thank you guys so much. This was the best birthday present ever. I never expected this. You guys were as awesome as usual."
"You're quite welcome. It was our pleasure." Brian said.
"Yeah...since we knew you were a fan...and we are fan's of yours...we thought it would be fun to do." Howie chimed in.
`Why hasn't Kevin said anything' I thought.
"We all love your show, especially Kevin." AJ said putting in his two cents.
"He's always asking us if we saw the last episode." Nick said.
Now I was speechless...he liked the show.
I looked right at him and he was blushing...could it be?...so I said,
"Do you really? I didn't think you guys would ever watch something like that?"
"We never miss it. Well at least I don't. I'm not sure about the other guys." Kevin finally spoke up, blushing even more.
"W...W...Well thanks. It's nice to know that the show isn't just watched by a bunch of girls." I commented.
"Excuse me?" Sarah said.
"Sorry. I didn't mean it like that." I explained.
We sat there and talked for a few more minutes and then Angela let us know the show was over.
We all headed back to the green room. When I saw Phil, I went up to him and gave him a big hug and said thank you, trying not to cry.
"You're welcome." He said. "Was the surprise worth it?"
"It sure was. I still can't believe you two did this!" I said.
"You should have seen the look on your face. That made all of this worth it." He said.
"So you and Sarah, really do know each other then?" I asked.
"Sure do." He said laughing.
"Yup." She said, starting to laugh too. "We worked this all out a month ago."
Then, I heard it behind me. His voice.
"Excuse me, Jordan."
It couldn't be him, could it? My knees started to shake a little. I turned around and there he stood. The man I had fantasized about for over a year. Kevin.
"Yeah, Kevin, what's up?" I stammered out.
"Well, we, uh, we are going to get some lunch and I, um...I mean, we were wondering if you wanted to join us?" Kevin asked.
This was too much. First the Backstreet Boys sing to me for my birthday, and now Kevin, the object of my desire was asking me to join them for lunch. I turned around and looked at Sarah and she mouthed to me "go".
I turned back around to face him "Sure. I'd love to."
"Great!" he said giving me a huge grin.
I wanted to melt right there on the spot.
"Lets go." Brian said.
With that we started to head out of the door, just before I was out I turned my head and whispered "thank you" to both of them. With that we were off.