Ok here's the deal guys.... I don't know the members of NSYNC personally, and I could care less about their personal lives so please... this is a work of pure fiction (Sadly...) Secondly, If your not 18 or aren't allowed to read this because of legal reasons, you need to go to a more appropriate site. Also, this story contains man-to-man relationships, and at times will feature homosexual sex acts. If this offends you, you need to ask yourself, do I really want to continue??.... Anyway, email me if you think this is good or whatever... (Especially if you are one of the lead characters!!...Grin)
When we last saw the guys...
Mom called us for dinner a short while later and we had a fantastic time. Ben told us about his students, while Leah was telling us about middle school and how all her friends loved Justin. I couldn't believe how well Lance was fitting into my family. After dinner we decided to go upstairs to watch a movie. I told Lance to choose one and he chose the sixth sense. While it was a good movie, I had seen it quite a few times already.
It was a short while later that I opened my eyes. I thought it was a dream, but sure enough I looked down at this sleeping angel next to me.
Gently stroking the hair off his face, I called his name. " Lance..."
He started to stir. "Lance baby, time to get up." I kissed the top of his head.
"Hmm what time is it?" he asked lazily.
"It's about midnight." I responded by rubbing his cheek.
"Will, I had the best time tonight." He said as he reached up to kiss me.
"Lance, so did I. I'm so glad you decided to come to dinner. It was really nice." I responded with some kisses of my own. "You know what I liked the best though?" I asked him.
"What's that babe?" he questioned.
"Waking up next to you. You are perfect." I answered him truthfully.
"Nope. I'm looking at perfection." He said with a sly grin.
"I hate to say this, but this night is drawing to a close. I never asked you, how long are you staying?" he asked as he put his shoes on.
"I have a Board Of Directors meeting at noon on Friday. I was going to leave Thursday night." I answered him. "You?"
"Well I have some free time to check in to FreeLance with, but after that, I'm headed to Boston in 2 weeks." He stood up and reached for me.
"Boston eh? What's the plan there?" I asked as I kissed him lightly.
"Some interview and then just hanging out." He looked at the floor sullenly.
"Lance? You do realize that I live and work in Boston right? It would give me great pleasure to show you around." I smiled at him.
He looked up at and said, "Really? That would be great!" He said as he pulled me closer to him. "How about in 2 weeks?" he looked at me.
"I would love to. There is something I have to do, but other than that, I guess I'm yours if you will have me." I said to him.
"Oh Will... I would love to have you." He said as he kissed me goodbye.
And Now:
Driving back towards the compound, Lance was thinking about the evening and how it went extremely well. Every time he looked into the mirror, all he could see was the huge smile plastered all over his face. Pulling up to the gate, he noticed that there was no guard there. 'Hmm I will have to check the schedule tomorrow.' He thought as he let down the window and put in his own security code. Slowly the gates opened and he headed up towards the main house where the boys stayed. Seeing that Joey's Acura, Justin's Benz, and Chris's Cruiser where the only cars there, he surmised that Justin and JC had gone out. Looking up at the third floor window that Chris used, he saw the only light in the house lit. Chuckling to himself, Lance realized that without Dani around, Chris would just work and work and work. Letting himself in, he was halfway up the stairs when he heard the voice.
"Hello Lance."
Nearly jumping three feet out of his own skin, Lance reached for the light switch.
"George. What the fuck are you doing here?!?!?! I know that Lonnie didn't let you in either." He nearly spat as his blood calmed down.
"Ah my dearest Lance. Didn't we talk about your language towards me? I am shocked. Besides I often told you guys you should be careful who you hire as your security guards. He was cute, and had a thing for blondes." George said as he slowly rubbed his crotch.
"I bet he was good at giving head. It's a pity he lost his. I would have liked to gotten to know him. As far as what I am doing here? I came to collect what's rightfully mine. You."
"George, your sick. And if you did anything to that poor boy, I will personally turn you in." Lance said as he turned and walked up the stairs to his room.
"Ah Ah Ah My love. Where were you this evening?" George inquired as he followed Lance up the stairs.
"What business of it is yours?" Lance called out as he went into his bathroom.
"That's what boyfriends do, worry about one another." George replied.
"George, Lets settle this right now. I am not your boyfriend. You are not mine. We never were boyfriends, and never will be. Your sick, get help, and maybe we can become friends." Lance said as he turned around from the sink.
He was rewarded with the sight of George bearing down on him as he fought away his advances. The exact moment their lips met, Lance bit down as hard as he could, catching George's lip in his teeth
"CHRIST! Lance, you bit me!" George screamed through his bloody lip.
Using a self-defense move he learned with his sister, Lance then took his fist and sent George back into the wall with his fist buried beneath George's sternum.
"How much more clearer can I be, Love?" Lance asked facetiously.
"Lance.... Can't.... Breathe...." George answered him.
"It better be the right answer George. Blink once for no, twice for yes." Lance said as he pulled his hand away from George's sternum. Satisfied that George had blinked twice, he let go fully and walked into his room and picked up his jacket. Searching through his pockets, he pulled out his cell phone.
"Ya know Lance, I am beginning to think you don't love me anymore." George said as he wheezed his way into the room.
Satisfied he found what he was looking for, Lance looked up at him and said, " Just because he was off today, doesn't mean I don't have his personal cell number. At 6'8 and 350 lbs, no matter where he is in this building, Lonnie can reach this room in 2 minutes. My suggestion is to make it out before I hit the send button."
"You wouldn't." George said defiantly.
"As Justin would sing, 'Bye, Bye, Bye.'" Lance said he pulled the phone up to his ear.
A moment later, he was alone.
As Lance left the condo, I made my way into the kitchen to find some snacks.
"Hey Jr. We are gonna play some games, wanna join us?" Jenny asked from her seat at the kitchen table. Tammy, Ben, Liz, and Susie were sitting there with her.
"Nah, I am kind of tired, but I will sit and talk for awhile. Beer anyone?" I asked as I made my way to the fridge. Amid the chorus of No's, I made my way to the empty seat that just hours earlier had been occupied by Lance.
"So," I started. "What did you think of him?" I asked
"Well, he seems nice..." Susie said as she set up the board game
"Seems?" I asked her
"Yeah. He seems nice. I don't really know him too well yet. The real question is, do you?" She asked.
"Truthfully, yes I do. I mean he's sweet and funny, and wikked cute." That last part made me grin.
"Oh that he is. After dinner, Leah wouldn't stop telling us how lucky you are, and unlucky she is!" Susie stated with a smirk.
"Oh well, another day is approaching guys. Just wanted to see how you guys liked him." I said as I stood up. "Goodnight all." I said as I made my way back up the stairs.
As much as I didn't want to wash the scent away, I made my way into the common bathroom, and started the water in the hot tub. Slipping my headphones on, I rewarded myself with the sweet sounds of JC, Justin, Lance, Joey & Chris as they sang me to sleep in the swirling warm water.
The Next Day:
"So Will, I just called to see if you got the figures for the repair of the courtyard yet." Nancy asked. "Will? Are you still with us?"
Snapping back to reality I answered her by saying, " Go with Wolman. I like them; they know what they are doing." Shifting in my chair I reached for a cigarette.
"William. Didn't we discuss your quitting smoking?" She said into the phone.
Gods I don't know how she does that.
"Its just one, Nance. I had a date last night."
"Oh? And how would you feel if he doesn't like smokers?" she shot back.
"Sad, but I would get over it." I snickered. She knew me better, no I wouldn't.
Quickly changing the subject, I asked " So where are we on the group for the W?"
"They agreed, they name of the contact is Johnny Wright, and he said the name of the client is Wright Management. They are taking 10 rooms at $450.00. I uploaded the contact info this morning. Did you know they are based in Orlando?" I heard he tapping on her keyboard.
"Nancy, I didn't know anything about them till just now. Is everyone else online?" I meant my maintenance and housekeeping staff and front desk agents.
"Yes. The schedules are all there as well. There is something peculiar though. Mr. Wright said that we needed to sign a non disclosure agreement?" She seemed rather skeptical as she made her last statement.
"That's standard record company policy. It just means that no matter who or what is staying at the hotel, we cannot give any information about them. I have a form one on my computer I use when I want privacy. Just email me a copy, and I will sign and take it to him myself. Anything else?" I asked her.
"Nope. Looking forward to seeing you Thursday. Jaxx has a vet appointment, and you have a session with Dr. Carter on Saturday morning. Oh there is one thing. There is a package from the Red Sox offices that arrived Monday, should I open it?" She asked.
"You can if you want, you know that. I gotta go will check in on Thursday again."
With that I snapped the phone shut. Sitting down at my makeshift desk, I opened my laptop and downloaded my email from Nancy. It was around 9:00 am, so the online server was busy at the resort, because all the business people were trying to upload to there company servers. Mental note to myself I thought, upgrade the service provider here if at all possible. Looking out the window, I couldn't help but wonder what Lance was up to. I had such a good time last night; it could really become something more.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Finally my service was up, and I opened up my mail. Locating the non-disclosure agreement from Mr. Wright, I printed it and picked up my phone to call him.
"Wright Management, This is Jonette, how may I help you?" The sweet voice said.
"Hello, My name is William Benson, and I own the W hotel in Boston. I need to set up an appointment with Mr. Wright as soon as possible please."
Going through all the formalities, I scheduled a meeting for later that evening, and hung up the phone. It still being only 10:30, I decided to give Lance a call.
1st ring
2nd ring
"Good Morning handsome." Lance said into the phone.
"Wow, you're looking into a mirror?" I joked back to him.
"Seeing as the way we were dressed last night, I think so." He chuckled softly.
"So, how is your day going so far?" I asked him as I exited my room onto the surrounding deck.
"Hmm you know. Working and stuff. And of course having a slight problem." He confessed.
"Oh really. Anything I can help with?" I said in a slightly business like tone.
"It depends. Do you have anything planned for tonight?" He asked.
"Well let me see here. I was thinking about asking a cute pop star to dinner, but after that I should be free. Hey do you know Justin's number?" I joked.
"Yes I do, and I think he and his boyfriend are a little busy tonight. Something about a double date with me and a cute hotel owner." He mimicked my pattern back.
"A Touché my dear. So I do get to go out with him then?" I giggled
"Yeah Yeah... Anyway. So how is your day?" He asked. I could hear him walking around now.
"Not so bad. Work problems. Sometimes I wish I didn't own some many hotels.
Wait, who am I kidding... I Love It!" I giggled into the phone.
"So I get to see you tonight before you leave?" He asked me.
"Of Course. I wouldn't miss it for the world. Hey have you eaten yet?" I asked him.
"Nope. Joey and me have been rehearsing. You?" he asked.
"Is Joey the only one there?" I asked him.
"Yeah, but he's on his way out why?" He asked
"I was gonna see you if you two wanted to get some breakfast." I said into the phone.
"Will, I would love to. Why don't you come pick me up, and we will go to this cool place down the street?" He said.
"Sounds Cool." We talked for a few more minutes, and he gave me directions.
"So what was that about?" Joey asked as he came into the kitchen.
"Oh nothing. I'm going out for breakfast. Have you seen JC or Justin yet?" Lance asked as he gathered his stuff up from the table.
"Still In bed. I think there is something funny going on between them two. They just have been acting real weird lately." Joey said as he reached for the refrigerator. "I think that Juju has a thing for guys."
Stopping dead in his tracks, Lance spun around.
"Would that offend you Joseph?"
Hearing his full name, Joey looked up in surprise. "Actually? Nope. I'm cool with that as long as he is happy. And that he or his friends don't try anything on me."
"His Friends? You mean you wouldn't be his friend anymore?" Lance asked angrily.
"I didn't say that. I just meant that I don't have any gay friends yet, and if he was, I'm sure that he has some. I just don't know them is all. Why you getting so defensive Scoop?" Without realizing it, Lance had pretty much come face to face with the big Italian.
"Just want to make sure that nothing happens to anyone of us. We are all brothers here, and I would kill for one of you, and hope you would for me." With that, Lance turned and left a stunned Joey in silence.
As he left the room, he headed for Justin and JC's room. Not hearing any sounds, he knocked quietly. Before they had time to scramble, he simply stated, "It's Lance."
"Come in." a groggy voice replied.
Stepping into the room, His eyes adjusted to the little light there was in there.
"Hey guys, am I not interrupting anything?" He asked
"Just dream world." A dreary Justin replied. "What's up?"
"I was hoping you two didn't have plans tonight. Maybe a double date with me and Will?" Lance asked as he sat on the bed.
"Does Will know about us?" JC asked with concern as he draped a hand over Lance.
"Yes and No. He knows only what I told him that Justin has a boyfriend." Lance sighed
"Ah I see. So then of course we will. I have some things to do in the studio in the morning, and Jace, don't forget you have that meeting with Johnny around 4." Justin said as he snuggled up with Lance.
"Ah Guys? As much as I am the envy of almost every girl in America, and probably a few thousand boys, My possible boyfriend is coming to take me to breakfast." Lance said as he maneuvered his way out from under Justin and JC's embrace.
As soon as I got off the phone with Lance, I got dressed and headed to my car. Being as I was on vacation in Florida I had rented my all time favorite car, a Mustang convertible.
Starting up the engine, I could feel the power, and was instantly jealous because the crowded streets of Boston only allowed me a small car. I also couldn't open my BMW up as fast as I wanted to, but this made up for it. Making my musical driving selection for the morning, (NSYNC of course) I pulled out and headed out in the direction that Lance had given me. My mind started to race at the thought that any minute, there would be a beautiful pop star next to me. Suddenly, my phone started chirping.
"Hello?" I answered because I didn't recognize the number.
"Daddy? Mommy said you were in town." Squealed the voice of my 4 yr old son, Matt.
"Matty Matt!! Its so glad to hear your voice!" I shouted into the phone.
Matt is my son with my first wife Ashley. We had divorced a couple of months before Matt was born, and she remarried a naval captain. For a time, we didn't know who Matt's father was, but I did the bigger person thing and let him carry Steven's last name, Morales. The whole me being gay thing and with my extravagant lifestyle, I figured he would be a better role model for him. Shortly after Steve's ship was destroyed in a cease-fire mission in the Gulf of Mexico, we determined Matt was legitimately my son.
"Dad, are you gonna come see me?" He asked me.
"Sure son. I'm on my way out to see a friend, how about you and I go to breakfast?"
"Sounds cool. MOM!!! DAD SAID HE WANTS TO TAKE ME TO BREAKFAST. CAN I GO?" he shouted without realizing he was still on the phone.
"Matt, put your mom on anyway, ok?" I asked him
"OK Dad.. MOM PHONE!!!!" he shouted.
"Man, is he hyper to see you!" Ashley said.
"Is it cool I take him to breakfast? Its just me and Lance." I said suddenly realizing what I said.
"Lance? Sure sounds good to me. I have to go somewhere later on, so if you have to bring him back, do so before 4,ok?" She asked sweetly into the phone. "And who, may I ask is Lance?"
" Umm Ask Matt after I drop him off later. But remind me directions." I said as I made my way towards their house.
Seeing Ashley again brought back so many memories. Our wedding. Our days at school. Our fights. Our divorce. Finally our Son. I met him as he came running out the door to meet me. "Daddy Daddy... Its soo good to see you!" He shouted into my ear.
"Matt! You have grown so big!" I said as I scooped him up in my arms.
Looking around the house, it was pretty much the same lay out (Ashley had bought the plans from the developer) so it was like walking into the past almost.
"William. So nice of you to stop in." Cynthia Fort, Ashley's mom, appeared in the doorway.
"Miss Cynthia, you haven't changed a bit. Still 29 eh?" I asked as I pulled her into a hug.
"You know, I tell ya that whole gay thing is a crock. You just didn't want my daughter, and with my husband still around you couldn't have me!" She giggled into my arms.
"MOTHER!" Ashley shouted.
"What? Cant the old lady tell the truth?" I asked
"Matthew, go get your things. You and your father are just leaving!" She made a play shove at me.
Reappearing moments later, Matt and I made our way to Lance's Place.
"Now Matt, This a very special friend of mine. I want you to be on your best behavior." I said as I rolled up to the guard shack. "I'm here to see James Bass." I said into the speaker.
"Dad are we going into a jail? Why are there so many guards around?" Matt asked as I pulled up into the direction that the guard had pointed us in.
"No hon. We are going to visit a popular friend." I replied as we made our way to the front door.
Pushing the doorbell and turning to fix Matt's hair, I didn't hear the door open. Looking back at the door, I saw the astonished face of Lance.
"Hi Will. I didn't think you had any younger brothers." Lance said as he looked at Matt and then me.
"Hi Lance. This is not my brother. He's my son. Matt this is Lance. Lance this is Matt."
Sticking his hand out like I taught him to, he reached up to shake Lance's hand.
Well what do we think? I am sooo sorry about the delay, I was busy again with school and work. Please mail me back and let me know what you think!!