DISCLAIMER: Hello everybody! You know all this stuff, right? Well, I'll repeat it just to be sure. I do not know the sexuality of any celebrities in REALITY, however, in this little fiction world of mine, they are what I choose them to be. =0) Once again, what I come to call it, the Duh Factor: If you are not old enough to view this material, go away. If you are offended by homosexual material, why are you here?
Reminder: Lance's thoughts are in the lesser than, greater than symbols < > and Joey's are in normal brackets []. =0)
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In the previous chapter:
Joey crashes at Lance's house. Chris comes over to chill with some doughnuts. He proceeds to fall off a stool and hit his head. Lance and Joey take him to the hospital to get it checked out. There, Lance gets Joey to spill. Joey finally admits that he is Bisexual and that he finds Lance attractive. Lance, despite the returned feelings, decides that it would be better if they thought about it a lot more than just jumping into anything. Before Joey has a chance to reply, an ambulance arrives with a patient who was apparently beaten to within an inch of his life. Joey and Lance immediately recognize him as Charlie.
Chapter Seven
Lance and Joey stared at the door...the door that Charlie had just been pushed through. It took them a few minutes to come back to reality.
<What the hell? Charlie...what happened to him? He was fine last night.>
[Oh my God...that couldn't have been Charlie, I saw him just last night. Hell, not even more than twelve hours ago. It was him...]
Joey looked back at Lance and saw the same look of disbelief on his face. They didn't even realize that Chris was walking towards them and was speaking.
"Hey guys, the doctor said that they have to take some X-rays to be sure, but I might have a light concussion, you were right Lance. I'm glad you dragged me down here. I just wanted to let you know..." at this point, Chris realized that they weren't even paying attention to him, they were still staring at the door. "Guys? Hello? What the hell just happened?"
Lance was the first to respond, "We just saw somebody we know. The guy that called last night when Joey got wasted. He looked..." Lance left the sentence open as Joey continued.
"...like he had been hit by a damn truck. He was all bruised up and the emergency technicians were giving off a long list of things wrong. My God, he was fine when we left him around two this morning."
"Well, a lot can happen in a few hours," Chris responded.
Lance started toward the front desk, "Chris, go ahead and take your X-rays, k? I'm going to find out what the hell happened to Charlie."
Chris wandered back to take his X-rays as Lance ran up to the front desk. He told them that they were friends of the patient that was just rolled in, and of course, the nurse told him that she wasn't allowed to give any information out to anybody but family. Lance returned to Joey in the waiting room and gave him the bad news. They wanted to know what happened, and nobody was saying anything. A few minutes after the guys sat down, a couple of policemen entered and went to talk to the front desk nurse. Lance saw her wave over to them and the policemen walked over to them.
"Hello, I'm Lieutenant Stevens, I was told that you guys are friends of the guy that was just rolled in here?"
Joey finally spoke up, "Yeah, well, kind of. I ran into him at a bar last night and we drank together."
"What was the last time you saw him?" in an accusing tone.
"His name is Charlie," Joey replied, getting annoyed at the officer's oppressiveness, "I think it was between one and two AM. He called Lance here to come pick me up, and that's the last either of us saw him." Lance nodded in agreement.
The officer asked them several other questions, but they didn't have any answers, considering they didn't know him that well. Then it was Lance's turn to ask questions, " I know that ya'll aren't supposed to release certain information, but what the hell happened to him?"
The officer thought about it for a second and saw the concerned looks on Joey and Lance's faces. "The details are really sketchy right now, when we arrived on scene, he was the only one at the house. There had apparently been some sort of struggle. He called 911 his self. He was conscious at the scene, but he dropped off right before the emergency crew got there."
Joey and Lance gave the officer some contact information, since the officer 'might have more questions. As soon as the officer turned around, a young guy ran into the emergency room and went straight to the front desk yelling, "Where is he? Where's Charlie?"
"Who?" The front desk clerk asked.
"Charlie Lambert! I just came from his house, I was told he was being sent here."
The officers noticed the young man and went over, proceeding to grill him about Charlie. Lance noticed how the guy looked worried sick.
<He must be his brother or something. He looks like he had a panic attack, I hope those damn officers don't piss him off.> Just then, they heard the guy raise his voice.
"What the hell?! Are you accusing me of doing this to my best friend?!"
"We aren't accusing you of anything," the officer stated, "we are just trying to get some facts down."
"Well, you're done 'trying to get facts' from me if you are going to take that attitude with me." With that, the guy walked over to the waiting room where Joey and Lance were sitting. He plopped down in a chair and stared at his hands in his lap. It was obvious he was trying to figure something out.
Lance and Joey finally got a good look at him. He was a little over six feet tall, blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was good looking and he had a nice build to him. Joey walked over and sat down next to him.
"So you know Charlie?"
The guy looked up from his hands, finally realizing that Joey had addressed him. "Yeah, I know him, what is it to you?" he said, getting a little defensive.
"Woah, chill out dude. We're friends of his too, well, kinda..."Joey said in his own defense.
The guy looked really hard at Joey and Lance, and continued, "I haven't seen you guys with him before, but you look awfully familiar."
"Well, what kind of music do you listen to?" Lance asked. The guy got this questioning look on his face, trying to figure out why the question was even relevant. Then his face glazed over as he finally realized who he was talking to. "Are you guys serious? You two actually know Charlie? The Lance Bass and Joey Fatone?"
"Yeah, it's kind of a long story," Joey stated. Joey then told him about how they met. "Now if you don't mind me asking, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't believe I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chris Cooper. I've been a friend with Charlie for a couple of years. I just got in town a week ago and I was staying with him. I had gone out clubbing, when I got back, the cops were at his house. I panicked and finally somebody told me he had been brought here."
"How long were you gone?" Lance asked.
"I'm not sure...lets see, I left around ten pm and got home around three am...I'm just shocked that somebody could have done this to him."
Joey and Lance nodded in grim agreement.
"So tell me, what is it like to have thousands of teenage girls screaming your names?"
Joey and Lance both grinned, realizing Chris was trying to lighten the mood. Joey responded, "Hectic, really hectic. You have no idea how much trouble we would be in with management if they knew we were here without our body guards!"
"That must be cool, to have your own body guards."
"Not really, they follow you around everywhere. Sometimes its good because it seems like EVERYBODY recognizes you, and then sometimes they only draw attention," Lance replied. The guys started small talk, Chris was full of questions and the guys, for once, were full of answers.
Meanwhile, at another location in Orlando
"Umph." The only sound that could be heard. It wasn't his first time, but it had been a while. The man slowly inched his way into him.
"You are so tight! Feels...so..." he paused momentarily as he jammed himself in to the hilt, "GREAT!"
"Ohhhh...you...fill me up..." The bottom was panting raggedly as the top started to slowly piston him self in and out. Once he got the okay, he started to speed up. Pretty soon, the headboard was banging the wall as they both got into it.
"Faster...harder..."the bottom gasped pulling himself up and slipping his tongue into his lover's mouth. He quickly returned the kiss and seemed newly energized, slamming into the bottom with renewed enthusiasm.
"Uhhh, I'm about to cum!" the bottom screamed. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he started squirting his seed onto his stomach and chest. His ass muscles clamped down on his lover's tool as he finished his climax. His lover pulled him into a passionate kiss as he exploded into the bottom's ass. He collapsed on top of the bottom. He just laid there as his cock slowly slipped out. He smiled, shared a passionate kiss, got dressed, and left.
At Justin's House
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Justin groaned and slammed his hand down on his alarm clock's snooze button for the fifth time this morning. He hated the mornings. They were the worst part of his day. He looked at the clock and realized it was a little after noon.
"Oh man, I don't want to get up." Then, finally realizing that he was alone, looked around in search of Britney. He didn't see her anywhere.
"Brit?" Justin called out as he started to get out of the bed. He heard no reply. Justin immediately pulled on his robe and started toward the hallway. He was halfway down the stairs when he smelled coffee. He walked over to the kitchen and saw Britney drinking some coffee and reading over some papers. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, placing his head on her shoulders. "Hey sweetie, why didn't you wake me?"
"Hey Cutie! You expect me to wake your grumpy ass in the morning?" She asked teasingly.
"Well, you have a point," Justin admitted, defeated. Everybody knew Justin was not the best person to wake up to in the morning. He walked over and poured himself a cup of coffee. "So, what are you reading?"
"Just some business stuff. Getting ready for the concert and all," Brit replied.
"Since when did you become a business girl?" Justin asked jokingly.
"Since Lance started helping me understand this damn gibberish," Brit replied, matter-of-factly.
"Ahhh, gotcha." Justin sat down across from Britney and stared at her for a few minutes. He was thinking about how lucky he was to have her in his life. They were perfect for one another. Granted that when they were both on tour, they didn't get to see each other as much as they would've liked, but Justin didn't care. He had always loved her, ever since the Mickey Mouse days. He grinned, laughing to himself.
"Just what are you laughing at?"
"I was just thinking about the good ole days, you know, the Mickey Mouse club and all."
"Awww, that is so sweet. I remember those days, just barely."
"Just barely?"
"Well, I think I remember our first kiss, that's about all I remember from those days."
"Well then, that's good." Justin grinned. "So, have any of the guys called over here yet? We were supposed to do something today." As if being psychic the phone started ringing.
Britney jumped and shrieked. "You have got to stop doing that Justin! It freaks me out!"
"Sorry babe, it's a gift," Justin replied as he jogged over to the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Justin, its Joey, where are you at?"
"Umm...dude...you called me at my house."
"I did? Oh yeah, I did, sorry about that."
Justin could hear that something was wrong with Joey. "Dude, what's the matter?"
"We're at the hospital."
"WHAT?!" Justin yelled, causing Britney to jump up again.
"Ouch, dude, I'd like to keep my hearing!"
"Sorry, what happened?"
Joey proceeded to tell him the entire story about the past 24 hours. About how after he left them, he drove around for a while and finally ended up at a bar. He got wasted with this guy named Charlie and he had called Lance for Joey. This morning, Chris had come over and ended banging his head on the counter and Lance wanted to take him to get an X-ray. Then, when they had gotten to the hospital, an ambulance had pulled up and the person they were pushing in was really beaten up. It turned out that that dude had been Charlie.
"Shit dude, are ya'll still at the hospital now?"
"Yeah, Chris just came back from getting his X-rays, turns out he had a minor concussion. The doctor is going to keep him here for a few days to make sure the swelling goes down and all. Have you heard from Josh? I haven't been able to get in touch with him. I called his house and he didn't answer, I just ended up getting his damn answering machine."
"That's weird, I'll try to get in touch with him and then me and Brit are on our way down there."
"I didn't interrupt anything, did I?" Joey asked, a hint of mischief in his voice.
"No, you didn't, smart ass. See you in a few." Justin hanged up the phone and told Brit the story, she went up and started getting ready while Justin tried to get in touch with Josh. He called his cell phone, somebody picked up.
"Hello..."
"Josh, hey..." but he was immediately cut off.
"You have reached Joshua Chasez, sorry I can't come to the phone right now, but leave me a message and I'll get back to you later. Peace."
"Grrr...damn it Josh, where the hell are you?! This is Justin, listen, meet us at the hospital, okay? Chris banged his head up or something, plus a friend of Joey and Lance is in some deep shit. Where are you?!" with that last question, he hung up and ran upstairs to get ready.
*** Hmm...who was included in that little sex scene? Wouldn't you like to know? ;0) Is Lance just holding back his feelings for Joey? Is Joey madly in love with Lance? Where does Charlie fit in? Where did he come from? Why do Joey and Lance care so much about him? Questions, questions, questions! All to be answered soon, so stay tuned. Okay, not exactly a cliffhanger or anything serious. I wanted to get this posted though. The chapters are probably going to be a little short from now on out. I'm sorry! =0( I wish I had more time to work on them, but college just sucks right now, lol. Once I get my sleeping patterns readjusted, I'll be good to go. This week, I'm hoping to get another chapter done. Well, once again....feedback! PLEEZ!!! Peace out...luv ya'll...Charlie... grandbaykracker@hotmail.com