Hey everyone!
First, I want to thank everyone who's taken the time to write and let me know how much they enjoy the story so far. I love getting mail and it's good to hear how everyone feels about my writing.
Next, to clear up any confusion about the last chapter. It didn't get listed like I wanted on the website, but if you look at the title on the story itself it says 'Interlude.' If you read the prologue and then the interlude, you get a continuous story in time separate but a part of the other chapters. Aren't I clever, you get two stories in one! :) Well, not really, but it seems that way doesn't it?
And finally, I want to give my thanks for the nomination Lance's Story received in the story awards. It was nominated for most anticipated couple and I'm mighty proud of that.
Ok, enough from me... now on with the story... and yes, it goes back to where we left off.
As usual: This story is purely fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of 'N Sync or anyone associated with their organization or the reality of their lives. It is meant for those over the age of 18 only and those who wish to read stories with sexual content.
Lance's Story
Look What You've Done To Me
"Hope they never end this song
This could take us all night long
I looked at the moon and I felt blue
Then I looked again and I saw you
Eyes like fire in the night
Bridges burning with their light
Now I want to spend the whole night through
And Honey, Yes, I'd like to spend it all on you
Love, look what you've done to me
Never thought I'd fall again so easily
Oh, love, you wouldn't lie to me
Leading me to feel this way..."
-Boz Scaggs/David Foster - 1980
Someone was poking him in the shoulder. Lance wanted to reach out and smack whoever it was but instead groaned and opened his eyes to see Joey smiling at him.
"Good morning, sleepy head."
Lance shut his eyes again and snuggled back into his comfortable position. JC's arms moved with him then tightened around his chest and stomach. The warmth of JC behind him and his soft breath on the back of his neck was comforting. "This had better be important or you're marked for death," Lance threatened.
"Why Lance, you're always such a morning person. I'm shocked," Joey joked affectionately.
"What time is it?"
"Almost 9:00. Chris ordered breakfast, it should be here soon if you're hungry."
Lance's stomach growled at the mention of food and he smiled, still with his eyes shut. "Let me know when it gets here." Lance turned a little so that he was on his back.
JC moaned and shifted with him, pressing his face into Lance's shoulder with a sleep filled mumble. Lance reached up and ran his fingers through JC's hair. JC sighed in his sleep and squeezed Lance tighter.
A few minutes later, Lance heard the food arrive and he stroked JC's cheek. "Josh, baby, time to wake up."
JC blinked a few times and smiled. "I smell food."
"Yes, breakfast time," Lance smiled.
JC leaned forward and pecked Lance on the lips. "Think they'll serve it to us right here?"
"Doubtful," Lance chuckled.
JC rubbed his nose along Lance's jaw line and smiled. "I like this."
Lance looked into the crystal blue of JC's eyes. "Me, too. What are we gonna do today?"
"I was thinking going out on a date."
"With who?" Lance asked with a smirk.
"You, silly," JC replied, tickling Lance's side. "We've never done that. I thought we'd go shopping then have lunch. Maybe catch a movie or something before school lets out for the day."
"Sounds wonderful. I think we should call Justin to make sure he's ok."
"Good idea. Time to get up, I guess?"
Lance nodded and tried to move. JC held him firmly and pressed his lips against Lance's. Lance moaned involuntarily.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! None of that before I've eaten," they heard Chris yell. "And as much as I love you two, I really don't wanna be seeing you getting freaky."
JC laughed but kept his face close to Lance's. "I love you."
"Love you back."
"Let's eat."
"How's Justin?" Joey asked around a mouthful of eggs.
JC had just sat down at the table after finishing his conversation. "He's fine. Seems that guy... um..."
"Jamie," Lance supplied.
"Ya, Jamie. Seems he had a minor breakdown. Justin's gonna stay there with him until we join them later on."
Chris sat silently for a minute chewing on some bacon. "I heard you go all parental on him, Josh. Does Justin know what he's getting into?"
Lance nodded. "I think so. We have no option other than to trust him."
Chris nodded, his protective streak barely under control. Lance smiled at the eldest member of the group, appreciating just how much he looked after them all.
"What are you two doing today?" JC asked.
"We're meeting up with Steve and visiting some cousins. Chris is tagging along. You guys are invited too, if you want. My Aunt Rosalie was asking about you, Lance."
"She was?" Lance smiled, remembering the robust woman who kept putting meatballs on his plate.
Joey nodded. "She wanted to know if you were getting out in the sun and eating enough meat."
They all laughed.
"We're gonna go shopping, get some lunch... you know, basic couple time. We haven't had a chance to do alot of that yet," JC said. Lance smiled at him while drinking his juice.
"That sounds good," Chris said smiling. "Just be careful and take security."
"You bet," JC looked at Lance with a twinkle in his eye.
Lance pushed the salad away with a contented sigh. He and JC had a great morning wandering around several stores, trying on some clothes and spending some money. They had stopped by a nearby restaurant to eat. JC was still picking at his club sandwich.
"You haven't really eaten much of that," Lance commented.
JC smiled at Lance and shrugged. "Guess I wasn't that hungry."
"You look like there's something on your mind."
JC looked around the quiet restaurant then into Lance's eyes. "I guess but I don't want to talk about it here."
"Is it serious? Should I be worried?" Lance grimaced a little at the words but he couldn't help letting a little of his own insecurities peak out.
A look of shock and concern crossed JC's face. Without thinking, he reached across the table and put his hand on one of Lance's. "No, not that at all. It's something on my mind, that's all." He cleared his throat. "It's really not important right now, let's just enjoy the day, ok?"
Lance smiled. He knew JC's quiet exterior had always hidden thoughts and feelings that ran deep. Now, he hoped, he was going to get a more personal look at just how deep this man was. JC got a take out container for the remains of his sandwich and they left to head back to the hotel, stopping at more stores on the way.
Lance groaned as they got on the elevator with the weight of his bags.
"You ok?" JC asked.
"Oh, fine. My back is a little sore from carrying all this. Maybe some nice gentleman will give me a massage and make it all better?" Lance raised one eyebrow suggestively making JC blush and look away. "That's a nice shade of red there, Chasez."
"Ya... well..." JC stumbled and blushed a deeper red.
Lance leaned on JC's shoulder and smiled at him. JC's blush subsided and he smiled back. He leaned down and brushed his lips against Lance's then pulled away when the door started opening on their floor.
Entering the suite, they put their bags down on the table. Immediately, JC's hands were kneading Lance's shoulders. "Like this?" he asked quietly.
"Mmmm... ya," Lance groaned. JC pulled on Lance's hand and they went into their bedroom and shut the door.
"Take your shirt off and lay down. It will be easier that way."
Lance did as JC asked and was soon naked from the waist up and face down on the bed. He watched as JC stripped off his own shirt, leaving on his tank top, then crawl up on the bed with him.
JC patted Lance's butt gently then sat on it. Lance groaned again as JC's strong fingers eased his stiff muscles. "Feel good, baby?"
"Oh, ya. You are good at this."
JC giggled. "I've paid attention when we get them." He continued working on Lance's neck and back bringing more appreciative moans. "Roll over," he ordered.
"Um, I'm kinda embarrassed."
"What's to be embarrassed about?" JC pushed on Lance's shoulder and rolled him over. His eyes widened slightly at the bulge in Lance's cargo pants.
Lance blushed a little. "That."
JC's smile lit up his face. "You don't ever have to be embarrassed about being that way in front of me." He grabbed Lance's hand and put it on his own slightly tented pants. "You do the same thing to me."
Lance grinned and lightly squeezed JC's erection. JC lay down next to Lance and propped his head on one hand while running his hand up and down Lance's chest and stomach. "Your skin is so soft."
"I'm glad you like it." Lance paused and bit his lower lip.
"What?"
"Josh, what was bothering you earlier?"
"You'll think it's silly."
"Never."
"Um... ok... what... no... how..." JC exhaled in exasperation.
"Josh, it's ok. You can ask or tell me anything." Lance grabbed the hand on his chest and squeezed it firmly.
"It's very personal. Um... ok. How... how many..." JC bit his lip then blurted out: "How experienced are you?"
Lance smiled as understanding came to him. "I think that's something you should know. We shouldn't keep secrets like that from each other."
"It's not like I need to know details or anything..."
"Josh, it's ok. I understand. You don't ever have to worry about asking me about things like this."
JC nodded. "So, have you been with many guys?"
"Only two."
"You've only had sex twice?" JC looked astounded.
"What? Like I'm this big sex maniac or something?" Lance giggled. "And I've had sex three times, thank you very much."
"Oh, I didn't mean it like that. I figured you'd have all kinds of guys after you."
Lance blushed. "Well, this last year I've only really had my eyes on one person."
"But Joey's straight," JC joked.
"Ha ha... funny man." Lance tickled JC's side.
"Will you tell me about it?" JC asked quietly. "Start with the last time." Lance blushed a bright red. "Looks like a good story."
"Remember when we were in Cancun?" JC nodded. "I was watching you guys dance at that club the last night we were there when this guy bumped into me. We went for a walk on the beach... and..." Lance's blush renewed.
Josh laughed and hugged him tightly. "It's ok. That's nothing to be ashamed of."
"But it was so dangerous. What if I'd been found out?"
JC tilted his head then shrugged. "You weren't so it doesn't matter. What about the guy before that?"
Lance thought for a minute. "Well, the first guy I dated... I thought it was special but it didn't work out."
"What happened?"
"We were just starting in Europe and he was traveling alot too and we never got to see each other. He met someone else and..." Lance shrugged his shoulders and sighed a little.
"What a jerk. He didn't know what he had."
"No, it wasn't his fault. I don't blame him. We didn't see each other for almost a year. It's not like we had committed to each other or anything. He did feel really bad about it not working."
"Do you still talk to him?"
"Every so often either he or I will call." Lance caught JC's look. "He's just a friend now, Josh. He's practically engaged to his girlfriend."
JC's eyebrows rose. "So he's bi?"
Lance nodded. "Ya."
"You said he was traveling. What does he do?"
"He's a singer, too."
JC's face went blank and like pieces of a puzzle all the facts fit in together and gave him the picture. Lance's close conversation with Brian when they first met the Backstreet Boys years before. The high cost of Lance's phone bill the year they were in Europe. A few phone messages from 'Lance's friend' who's voice sounded vaguely familiar when he answered the house phone. "You were dating Brian Littrell, weren't you?"
Lance's eyes widened. "How did you figure that out?"
JC shook his head. "Lot's of little things. It's true, huh?"
Lance nodded and looked down. "I thought I was in love," he sighed wistfully.
JC smiled sadly at Lance. "I remember when he broke up with you. It was about 2 years ago, huh?"
Lance nodded and sighed as JC ran his fingers through his spikes. "But that's past history now."
"Did you know who Brian was?"
"No. We'd gone out twice before we actually found out."
"So you've done everything then?"
"Everything? Um... no, not really." Lance cleared his throat. "Brian and I only... um... blew each other the two times we were together. That other guy had me, um... do him... you know, I was the top."
JC chuckled and rubbed Lance's arm. "Seems like we're about even."
"Huh? I thought you've been with guys before..."
"What? Now it's my turn to be the sex pig?" They both laughed. "Honestly, I've done things with a few guys. Most of the time they've just given me a blow job. Once, I gave one back. Then there was this one guy that had me... um... you know..."
"Fuck him?"
It was JC's turn to blush. "Ya."
"Anyone famous?"
"Nope, not at all. There was one kid who was an intern on the Mouse Club that blew me almost every day back then when I had a constant hard on. Other than that just everyday people."
"Did Justin know any of this?"
JC looked shocked and worried. "God, no! I was very careful about hiding it, especially from him. He was so young, Lance. I was a horny teenager, but I knew enough to keep it real down low."
Lance nodded. "When was the last time?"
JC blushed again. "Last spring near the beginning of the tour."
Lance's eyes widened. "Who was it?"
"Remember that guy who worked at the Phoenix stadium? The real tall one that was really nice and gave us directions to restaurants?"
Lance nodded. "Ya, he was kinda cute."
"He was," JC agreed. "Well, that afternoon, while everyone assumed I was taking a nap, we snuck away and he blew me." JC started blushing again.
"You're so cute when you blush," Lance giggled. "Weren't you scared of getting caught."
"I guess I just wasn't thinking about it. Most of all the other times happened before we started getting famous though."
Lance nodded deep in thought. "You don't mind that I've had a sorta relationship before?"
"Why should I mind? It's over isn't it?" Lance nodded shyly. "Then there's nothing to worry about, is there?"
"Nope," Lance answered with a smile.
JC leaned down and pressed his lips against Lance's. They kissed as they held each other. After several minutes, they broke apart and smiled at each other. "How about a nap?"
"Sounds good. Let's get naked!"
"Why, Lansten! I'm shocked."
"Um, we don't have to if you don't wanna?" Lance blushed.
JC kissed Lance again and quickly shed the rest of his clothes and shyly got under the covers. Lance joined him a moment later. Lance's touch to JC was tentative at first but once he felt JC's strong arms around him he relaxed.
Lance's hand slid up and down JC's chest. The hard muscles rippled under the smooth, slightly hairy skin. Lance watched as his fingertips ran through the light hair on JC's chest. There had been a time when he had to shave it at the direction of Lou to be more appealing to their younger audience. Lance was glad he was letting it grow now.
JC's hands roamed over Lance's shoulders and back. One dipped down to his ass and rubbed and squeezed the firm globes. Lance's breath hitched a little and JC stopped.
"I won't touch you there if it bothers you."
"No, it feels good, don't stop," Lance whispered then bent down and licked JC's collarbone. He moaned softly when JC rested one hand back on his ass and lightly caressed.
Suddenly JC let out a big yawn. "Sorry."
Lance smiled. "That's ok, Sleepy."
JC chuckled at the nickname. "Who does that make you? Doc?"
Lance frowned then smiled. "No," he thought for a minute. "I guess, I'm Snow White." JC laughed quietly. "Ok, not the best, but you're not really Sleepy either. You're my Prince Charming."
"I can live with that." JC put his fingertips on Lance's cheek and brought their mouths together.
"Josh, do you mind if we take this slow?"
JC smiled, the afternoon light sparkling in his eyes. "Whatever you want. I want you to feel comfortable and I've said it before, this is more than just sex, Lance."
Lance nodded and lay his head on JC's chest. Cuddled together, they fell asleep.
"So you guys haven't even had sex yet?"
"No, Chris, and I don't see how it's any of your business." JC's eyes flashed with anger and indignation.
"Whoa, back down there, Josh. I'm not trying to be nosey, just curious. You know, guy talk. I figured you'd be all over each other. Your both good looking, sexy guys."
"It's not like that." JC smiled suddenly. "YOU think we're sexy? Something you're not telling us?"
"No.. not that, you perv! Hey, I'm a sensitive straight guy and I can admit when I see an attractive man."
JC hugged Chris firmly. "I know. It was just funny hearing it come from you, that's all."
"So what gives?"
JC sighed in exasperation. "There's no secrets around this bunch, is there?"
"Not many."
"We both want it to be special, ok? We're building a relationship, that's all. I mean, you usually don't sleep with a girl right away when you're real serious about her, do you?"
"Hmmm... point taken. Ok, I get it." Chris smiled evilly. "When you do, can I have the movie rights?"
"Shuddup!"
"So..." Joey said was they waited in line at the deli.
Lance smiled. "What?"
"How are things going with you two. You seem pretty cozy."
"It's like a dream come true," Lance sighed.
"You've liked him from the beginning, haven't you?"
Lance blushed. "Ya, I guess. I got a little sidetracked along the way, but this is what I want."
"You sure about that?"
"What? Yes, of course. Why would you ask that?"
"Hey, cool it, ok? I'm just trying to get you thinking. The consequences of you two not working out are everyone's concern."
"I understand. We've talked about that and promised that nothing would break up our friendship."
Joey nodded. "Very good idea."
"Besides, I don't plan on being the one saying goodbye to this relationship. I've waited a long time for him to love me and I'm not letting go."
Joey smiled. "You got it real bad, Scoop."
Lance smiled back at his friend. "Bad and all over," he said as he stepped up for his turn at the counter.
"I don't want to go to Boston," Lance stated suddenly. He had just finished brushing his teach and looked over at JC who was washing his hands.
"Why? What's wrong?" JC wiped his hands dry and went to Lance and put his arms around him.
"I want these few days to last forever. Just us with no worries, no obligations, no schedules." Lance turned and wrapped his arms around JC's slim waist.
JC smiled and kissed Lance's forehead. "As much as I like that thought, it's not realistic." He grinned again when Lance pouted. "But the good thing is, even though we're usually so busy we don't even know what city we're in, we'll still be together. Think of poor Chris and Dani. They have it rough."
Lance nodded and lay his head on JC's shoulder. "You're right of course."
"Come on, let's head to bed. We've got some traveling to do tomorrow."
"I'm not tired," Lance said following JC into the bedroom.
JC smiled and pulled Lance onto the bed with him. Reaching over, JC turned off the light and snuggled down with Lance under the covers. "I bet you could sleep if you tried."
"I don't wanna."
"Now you're sounding like Justin."
Lance giggled and started kissing along JC's jawline. "I'm not really tired at all," Lance murmured between kisses.
JC moaned beside him and ran his hands over Lance's shoulders. "Lance, baby, can I touch you?"
Lance's green eyes sparkled. That JC would ask him permission only made Lance love him more. "You can touch me anywhere you want."
JC leaned in and kissed Lance, pushing into his mouth with his tongue. Lance gladly let him as his hands held JC's head, his fingers tangling in JC's short hair.
Lance gasped as he felt JC's fingers slide down his chest and brush one nipple. JC hesitated there and gently rubbed the hardening nub until Lance was moaning into his mouth.
"Josh," Lance gasped between kisses. He attacked JC's mouth more forcefully as the fingers moved down his stomach and over the front of his boxer briefs. "Oh God, yes," Lance moaned as JC squeezed and massaged the hard bulge of his erection through the cotton of the briefs.
"You're so beautiful, James." JC kissed all over Lance's face.
Lance shivered at the sensations running through his body. Reaching over, he grasped JC through his briefs feeling the hot, dampness of JC's throbbing member. "Joshua... I'm... oh... I'm gonna..." was all Lance got out before he was climaxing into his briefs.
Lance's spasms as he came brought a moan out of JC. "So, so beautiful," was all he said before he stiffened and came also.
They held each other as they recovered, rubbing their softening members against each other as they kissed.
"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" Lance asked as he kissed the skin around the base of JC's throat.
"The most beautiful thing in the world."
"That's kinda strange, being called beautiful. I mean you call women that or babies..."
"If it bothers you I won't say it," JC offered rubbing Lance's arms and shoulders.
"No, I like it when you say it. It makes me feel special."
JC smiled as Lance cuddled up against him. "I will always try to make you feel that way, James." He kissed the top of Lance's head. "Let's get cleaned up a little before we fall asleep."
"Good idea."
Together, they pulled off their briefs and wiped themselves up then settled back under the covers, naked. As JC wrapped his arms around Lance and held him, Lance wondered at how easily they fell into the roles of protector and protected.
This was a side of JC that Lance hadn't seen since the early days, when he and Chris would watch over the five of them. He decided that he liked it as he fell asleep, JC's heartbeat thumping against his cheek.
"Sometimes I just feel left out, that's all," Lance stated. He shifted in his seat as he looked around the lounge. The five members of NSync sat in different areas scattered around the room. Joey and Chris were over in one corner playing cards while Justin sat near the door, seemingly preoccupied with his own thoughts.
JC waited until he settled down and put his arm back around his shoulders. "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, Josh. You are so special to me and I know the guys are all my friends but I just don't have a 'best' friend. Chris and Joey have each other and you have Justin."
JC rubbed Lance's arm. "I think you might be making more of this than you should. Justin cares alot about you and I know you care about him. People -can- have more than one best friend."
Lance nodded, not particularly convinced. "I know."
JC frowned and squeezed Lance tighter. "I do love you."
Lance glanced at JC and smiled. "Love you back."
They stood as the announcement for their flight to New York came over the speakers.
"Come on, happy campers," Joey cheered as they filed to the door leading to the gate. "Just one more fun little event then we have a month off!"
"How long are we gonna be there?" Chris asked.
"Three days," Lance answered automatically. "We have interviews tomorrow and rehearsals on Wednesday. The tree lighting thing is Thursday around supper time and then we're free to do as we please."
"I just want to get to New York," Justin grumbled.
Lance patted his shoulder in sympathy and Justin smiled meekly back at him as they approached the gate.
"This is Kurt Loder with MTV News. NSync's JC Chasez speaks out about their legal battles with Lou Perlman during a preliminary hearing in which the band fights for the use of their name. In response to the reason why they have left Transcon and their label he says: 'Lou Perlman poses as your friend and father to your face, while stealing hard earned money right out of your pocket.'
Mr. Perlman has filed a suit against the group stating breach of contract and has asked for an injunction against the group for using the name: NSync. In response, Justin Timberlake's mother, Lynn Harliss, and the group's manager, Johnny Wright, have filed a 25 million dollar counter-suit.
I'm sure more information will become known as the proceedings continue. This is Kurt Loder, more news every hour here on MTV."
"So what do you think about all this?"
Lance and JC had grown closer and started to learn the little intimate details that you only share with a lover. Lance was finding himself constantly adjusting his preconceived notions about exactly who JC was. There were certain aspects of his personality that he had either not guessed or gotten the wrong idea. Every new kernel of information just made Lance love JC all that much more.
In the month since the dance in Boston, they had grown increasingly worried for Justin. It seemed he was head over heals in love with their new friend, Jamie. Lance had voiced his concern that maybe Jamie wasn't ready for a relationship with a superstar and nearly had his head torn off in Justin's resulting verbal eruption.
JC had no better success. At least Justin hadn't gotten furious when JC had brought up the subject. Instead, he had spent the night with a weeping Justin in his arms.
JC lowered his book and took a deep breath. "I don't know, sweetie. I really don't." JC marked his page with his bookmark and rubbed his eyes. "Justin calls him every day but I don't think they're going anywhere."
"Not seeing each other for a month isn't helping." Lance sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
JC moved and started kneading his shoulders. "And the lawsuit doesn't help anything." He sighed and shifted a little. "Do you realize we haven't had sex the entire month either?"
Lance turned and looked at JC startled. "I... but..." he stumbled. "I'm sorry, Josh."
JC put his hands on either side of Lance's face. "Listen, don't start worrying about that. I shouldn't have brought it up that way. I know that with everything that's going on neither of us has been thinking about it."
Lance nodded, tears brimming in his eyes. "I thought that I wouldn't push it. I've wanted you so bad but I know you've been so stressed out about the suit and then caring for Justin... I..."
JC wiped at the tears on Lance's cheeks. "Shush, James, it's ok. You're right that I've been really preoccupied with everything going on. But you have needs too. You don't have to wait for me to give you the ok." JC leaned in and kissed Lance tenderly.
Lance nodded while pulling out a tissue. He blew his nose and smiled at JC. "You are so good to me... to everyone."
tbc...
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