Back Again! You may remember me from The Atom Bomb, the last story in this weird series I have going. So, if you're new I'll break it down for you. These stories are all JC and Lance (so far...) and though the story lines are not consecutive, they sort of follow a sequence of sorts. Though, you don't have to read to understand another. So happy reading... and lemme know what you think. Ngc76@yahoo.com
Even though the following disclaimer, serves no real legal purpose, I gotta share it anyway. I don't know *NSYNC, unfortunately, if I did you'd hear about it. Nor do I have confirmation of their sexualities. One can only hope!
Happy Reading
Just Like Prom Night
"They really expect us to drive the whole way to Boston in this limo?" Justin asked incredulously.
"Just, listen very carefully. Our tour bus is broken down. It's either this, or double up with the crew. I think you can handle one night in a limo- now just try to sleep." Joey attempted to get Justin to stop whining but it was to no avail.
"How am I supposed to sleep in this suit?"
"It only takes like five hours to get there Justin now please just close your eyes, or turn on the television. Anything." Joey lay across the seat at the back of the limo. Chris and Justin were across from the t.v. and Lance and JC were against the driver's window. JC grinned at Lance, devilishly.
"What are you smiling at?" Lance tried to whisper.
"I'm just having some impure thoughts." JC leaned in close to Lance's neck and dragged the tip of his tongue up to Lance's ear.
Lance glanced around nervously, but thankfully, all three remaining members had closed their eyes and Joey had even begun to snore.
"Care to share your thoughts with me?" Lance turned to face JC, just as his lips were captured by JC's.
"I'd rather share them with you." JC's hand slid across Lance's lap and under his suit jacket. Lance gasped and shifted in his seat and JC took his ear between his teeth and tugged gently.
"I don't think here is the safest place for this JC." Lance replied nervously, trying to ignore the feeling in his groin.
"Come on Lance, it'll be just like prom night." JC turned Lance to face him. "You know you can't resist this." JC's hand worked is way under Lance's shirt and rubbed cautious circles around his nipples.
"What does this have to do with prom night?" Lance, besides having to cope with the dizzying effects of JC's caresses was now trying to decipher his cryptic allusion.
"Didn't you fool around with your prom date in the back of the limo while there were still other kids in it?" JC's tongue was working its way slowly to Lance's adam's apple, while his fingers still worked magic circles on Lance's chest.
"Don't answer that, you Southern gentleman." Lance smiled euphorically at JC. "Though I have no intentions of being a gentleman tonight." Lance stated flatly as his hand, for the first time that evening dove into JC's lap and latched onto the conspicuous bulge beneath the thin suit pants.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" JC raised one eyebrow towards Lance, while wishing they really weren't in a car full of people.
"Both." Lance's lips seized JC's in a full-fledged array of passion. JC slid his tongue along Lance's lower lip, causing the other to groan inwardly, gripping JC by the waist.
"Would you two keep it down?" Justin shifted in his seat, closing his eyes again.
JC and Lance sat there, frozen.
Did Justin see what they had been doing? Or had he only been bothered by the sounds.
"Shit." Lance muttered, finally opening his own eyes to glance worriedly at JC.
"Screw him." JC snuggled into Lance's neck.
"Well, as much as I love his-" Lance started,
"Don't go there Lance, or I'll really have to make this like prom night."
Lance blinked, twice.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You don't want to know."
"No, I really do." Lance pushed JC off his shoulder and looked at him.
JC just laughed.
"What?"
"Nothing Lance, let's just sleep."
"No, I wanna,"
Lance was once again stopped mid sentence, only this time by JC's powerful lips.
"That's not fair." Lance pouted.
"All's fair in Love and,"
"Would you two shut up and let me freakin sleep?" Justin glared at them before re-adjusting (no pun intended), pulling his bandana over his eyes and again attempting to sleep.
"You better tell me later." Lance whispered, almost silently into JC's ear.
"Tell you what?" JC lay down in Lance's lap.
"About prom night."
"Lance, think about it? Did I go to prom? Was I even in high school long enough to go?"
"Then, what were you talking about?" JC had successfully confused Lance completely.
"I don't know Lance. That's what I imagined it to be. Getting laid on prom night, after fooling around in the limo."
"Well after that charade, you're definitely not getting laid tonight." Lance victoriously closed his eyes, folding his arms across his chest.
"Can you really resist me?" JC began lavishly spreading kisses all over Lance's lap, smiling at Lance's instant arousal.