Warnings and Disclaimers:
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If reading this is in any way illegal in your location because of your age, religion, or some other law, you shouldn't read this.
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If you offended by male/male gay sexual relationships, you shouldn't read this.
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I don't know Nick Carter or Justin Timberlake or any other celebrities who may be mentioned in this story. This story in no way is meant to imply anything about theirs or any other celebrities sexualities, proclivities, personalities, or anything else. This is a work of pure fiction.
Sorry this chapter took so long... so it's still early 2003...
Feedback welcome! Send to lictor @ aol.com.
Nick Carter is Justified
Part Three
"Fuck, Nick, I don't know the last time I came like that." Justin moaned, his fingers in Carter's wet hair.
I love to watch a guy shoot on himself when I fuck him." Nick whispered hoarsely in Justin's ear. "You can shoot pretty far man. Though Aaron can shoot clear over his head."
"Aaron! Your little brother!?" Justin gasped.
"Uh, well, yeah, I've... uh... caught him a couple times." Nick stuttered, suddenly flustered.
Justin didn't push it, but his head was full of images of Nick and his fifteen-year-old brother Aaron... even as Nick started kissing him on the neck. He felt the blood filling his cock again already.
Then the phone rang. Nick jumped, his head snapping up, eyes wide with fear. "Who's calling you!?" He demanded.
Justin smirked and glanced at the clock by the bed. "It's my wakeup call; it's automated." He stretched his arm out, lifted the receiver then dropped it back on the cradle. "I have a radio interview, then an appearance at Tower Records, then some other damn thing I forget, then my gig."
"Oh yeah, with that Aguilera bitch." Nick giggled. His semi-hard cock slipped out of Justin's ass with a wet sucking sound and he rolled off of him.
"Yah, she scares me sometimes." Justin sighed. "Well, I guess I better get a shower. I'm a mess." He got up and slid to the side of the bed. He wondered what Nick was going to do now. He needed to get going, but he felt kind of awkward. Part of him wanted Nick to just get dressed and go, but another small part of him wanted Nick to stay. Well, maybe when he got done with his shower Nick would be gone...
"Wanna shower together?" Nick grinned at him evilly.
"Um... I don't have a lot of time."
"It'll be fun. I want to soap that tight body of yours." Nick jumped up and grabbed Justin by the wrist.
By the time Nick had the water at the right temperature they were both fully hard again. Justin tried not to stare at Carter's big, thick rod sticking up out of its thatch of dark blond curls, but Nick saw him looking and smiled crookedly. "You like it dontcha?" Then he wrapped his hand around Justin's cock. "Hmm, yours is nice, too, Timberlake." He practically purred. "C'mon!" He stepped under the spray and pulled Justin after him, using his hard dick as a handle. Once in the shower, Nick didn't waste any time, lathering up his hands and then massaging the suds into Justin's skin. The 'N Syncer just stood for a minute, enjoying the soothing feeling of Nick's stroking hands on his neck, shoulders, chest, arms... then Nick guided him to turn around.
The Backstreet Boy soaped his back, then worked down to his butt, spending extra time caressing and groping Justin's glutes. "You got such a hot ass." He muttered, his fingers slipping between Justin's firm mounds. Then he put his hands on Justin's hips and pulled their bodies together. Justin felt Nick's hard cock slide up between his ass cheeks as Nick's hands slithered around to cup his pecs. He let out a sigh, almost against his will. Carter gently kneaded Justin's defined chest, gently tweaked his nipples, then his hands slipped down over Justin's ridged abs... down to his groin. He closed one hand around Timberlake's pulsing cock, the other cupped his tight ballsack. Then he pushed his hips forward, his cock sliding along Justin's ass crack. "Hmm, yeah Justin, you are so fucking hot. I wanna fuck you again, baby." He rocked his hips so his cock slid up and down, pushing deeper between the 'N Syncer's muscled globes. At the same time he began slowly milking Justin's cock and gently fondling his balls. "C'mon baby, Let Nicky back in that hot ass of yours..."
Justin moaned. Nick was making him crazy! He still felt a little weird and ashamed for what he and Nick had done, but he also was so turned on... Nick's hands on him felt amazing, Nick stroking him felt so good, and that big cock at his ass... he didn't want to admit it, but he wanted Nick inside him again. He wanted to feel that thick cock push into his ass. He wanted Nick Carter to fuck him.
But Nick seemed to like just teasing Justin with his cock, pulling away a little then pushing it along the crack of Timberlake's soap-slick crack. Finally, overcome by need, Justin reached around and managed to grab onto Nick's bouncing cock and guide it down towards his hole.
"Oh yeah, Justin, baby, you want that cock in you, don't you? You need Nick's fat cock in that tight little hole of yours..." Nick was half-panting himself, one hand now gripping Justin's thigh to hold him steady as Justin pointed Nick's cock to his own pucker.
When Justin felt the tip at his hole, he tried to relax even as Carter rocked forward, shoving the head and a couple inches into him. He gasped as Nick's cock entered him much faster than before, but this time it was with pure pleasure as the shaft went in and the tip hit his prostate. His own cock swelled and jumped in Nick's hand. "Ohhh gawwd." Justin moaned.
Nick's soapy dick slipped into Justin with relative ease, the lean 'N Syncer's ass still loosened from his earlier invasion. Still, the anal ring felt wonderfully snug around Nick's cock as he pushed in. "Hmm Justin that ass feels so nice, baby. You like it too, don't you? I can tell by the way your cock is acting." Nick pumped Justin's dick a little, then slowly pushed his eight inches all the way into Justin's lean little ass. "Ohh, FUCK!" The Backstreet boy moaned as his hips hit Justin's ass cheeks. "Damn that feels good."
Justin rose up on his toes as Nick went all the way into his ass. He almost lost his balance before grabbing onto the towel rack in front of him. "Shit Carter you're big." He managed to gasp.
"Yeah but I seem to fit in that tight ass of yours just perfect." Nick said with a giggle. He held Justin's narrow hips and rocked in a fraction deeper. He looked down at his wet thatch of pubes pressed against Justin's smooth ass, then watched, grinning to himself, as he slowly dragged his hard meat out until just the mushroom-cap head was caught inside Timberlake's anal ring. Then he pulled their bodies together, his thick cock once again pushing into the 'N Syncer's wonderfully tight ass.
"Ahh!" Justin's voice went up an octave as Carter's huge pole went further into his body, then he whimpered as he felt it slowly being withdrawn from his stretched guts. As the cock once again began to enter his ass he let out a deep groan of shameless pleasure.
When Nick had bottomed out again, he wrapped one arm around Justin's chest, and reached down with the other to once again grasp Timberlake's steel-hard erection. His chest pressed to Justin's back, he leaned down and began to kiss and lick Justin's freckled shoulder. "Hmm, baby, you are so hot and sexy. I never thought I'd have you like this." He murmured between gentle kisses. He stroked Justin's cock and at the same time slowly thrust in and out of him, just a few inches back and forth. "I love being inside you like this baby."
Justin for his part answered Nick's rocking fuck by pushing his own ass back onto the Backstreet Boy's pole, loving the burning sensation of Nick's big cock in his ass. Every time Nick's dick rubbed his prostate his own cock swelled. And Nick's skilled masturbation was driving him close to another incredible orgasm. Carter's gentle kisses were an unexpected-and surprisingly pleasurable-bonus. "Fuck me, Nick, fuck my ass with that big cock..." He heard himself saying, even as he gripped the towel bar tighter.
"Hmmm, I'm glad you like this Carter cock, man." Nick whispered, starting to roughly knead Justin's pecs while continuing to pump the slender 'N Syncer's cock. His strokes became longer and faster as they got used to fucking this way.
"Fuck Nick, I'm getting close..." Justin gasped. He looked down, fascinated with seeing Nick's hands on his body, Nick's fist closed around his bright pink cock. The shower was filled with the sound of the water spray and of their wet flesh slapping together in an accelerating staccato.
"Me too baby..." Nick kept fucking faster, slamming his eight inches all the way into Justin's ass, at the same time masturbating his dick double-time. "Hold on Justin! Ah! Ahhh!" He shoved his cock in deep, then a few short twisting jabs as he got up on his toes and pushed as far as he could into Timberlake.
Justin braced himself as he felt Nick's weight against him, and when he swore he could feel Nick get even bigger inside him and Carter squeezed his own aching dick tight, he went over the edge. "Ohhh gawd." He whimpered between gasps for breath.
Nick ground their hips together several more times as he came, milking the juice out of Justin's cock. "Hmm, man, that was so hot." He held Justin tight, hugging their bodies together under the warm spray. He clutched at Timberlake's lean body almost desperately.
"Yeah." Justin sighed. God what was he doing? Getting fucked up the ass by Nick Carter, that's what. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Was he gay? He felt a sea of emotions welling up inside him: fear, anxiety, confusion, longing... denial. He couldn't be gay! A shudder wracked his body.
"Hey you're shaking man, let's get out of the shower." Nick gently guided Justin around and rinsed the soap off him, carefully cleaning his ass and crotch. Then he turned the water off and helped the compliant but silent 'N Syncer out of the tub. He grabbed one of the plush robes and got Justin into it. "You okay, man?" He asked, his voice concerned as he pulled another robe on.
"Yah, I guess so." Justin clutched the robe tight around him, looked away. "It's just, y'know I never did anything like that before."
"Hey." Nick combed his wet hair out of his eyes with his fingers. "I'm... sorry about how this started." He managed to meet Justin's gaze before looking shyly away. "I didn't want to mess you up or anything; it was just gonna be a prank... but it kinda got outa control. And you seemed to get into it." He glanced up at Justin, smiling crookedly.
"Yeah I guess I did." Justin mumbled.
Emboldened by that admission, Nick put his hands on Justin's waist and gently pulled them together. "You liked it, didn'tcha?" He whispered into Justin's ear, then licked the 'N Syncer's earlobe.
Justin wrapped his arms around Nick and hugged him, resting his head on Carter's soft, terry-cloth covered shoulder. "It was... it felt good. But..."
Nick tensed. "But you never want to do it again?"
Justin smiled against Nick's shoulder. "I was going to say 'but this has to be our secret.'"
Carter relaxed a little. "So, does that mean maybe we could do it again?" He asked shyly.
"Yeah if you want." Justin said softly. "Maybe, some other time."
"So was I good?" Nick asked a little too eagerly, like a child needing approval. His fingers dug into Justin's back.
"You were pretty fucking good, Carter. In case you didn't notice, I came three times." Justin said with a little laugh.
"You were great, babe. You are such a fuckin' hottie. But you knew that."
Justin suddenly realized that he didn't want Nick to leave.
... to be continued?