Firstly, I want to say I do not know nor do I make any presumptions about the sexuality of the Backstreet Boys nor any other celebrities who may appear in this story. This story is entirely the product of the sick imagination of the author.
Secondly, you should know that I am English, I live in London, and that is where at least the first couple of chapters are set, sorry, but it's the only city I really know well enough to describe in great detail!!!
Thirdly, I do not know if the Backstreet Boys are ever coming to Europe again, nor do I know their tour schedules, nor do I attempt to find them out, so this really is part of my imagination and this story is set in some fictional future where the BSB are on some European tour that starts in London, so on with the story...
On The Streets - Part 2
Kevin and I were laying in bed again, he was breathing heavily (deja vu huh?), and I was just staring up at the ceiling, unable to sleep. "Why aren't you going to sleep? Is something wrong?"
"No, I was just wondering how much I was going to charge you for this."
"Oh." Kevin seemed surprised at that, I knew he was getting way too attached for my liking, but hey it's not my fault is it? After all, he's the rich famous pop star, if he starts annoying me or, stalking me, and yes that has happened before, then I'll threaten to out him, that'll get him off my back.
"How many days did you say you needed me for?"
"Well, it was Monday today, I guess I need you until Saturday morning, but... never mind, yeah I guess that's it, 6 days I guess."
"Well, I have to admit, I'm not very experienced in this sort of thing, so I'll have to check to see going rates to find out how much it'll cost, especially considering I'll have to lie to your friends all week!" I chuckled at that, then turned so I was leaning on one elbow on the pillow. I looked over at Kevin, he had his eyes screwed tightly shut and his lips were pursed together so tightly they were almost non-existent. I saw a tear run down his cheek and land on the sheet. "What's wrong?" Come on, I'm a prostitute how am I supposed to know how to handle people's feelings?
"I don't like lying to those guys, they're like brothers to me, but I think the disappointment would be even worse, and I know they would be disappointed. Damn! Why can't you just be a normal guy?" That kinda took me by surprise. How are you supposed to respond to the accusation that you aren't a normal guy? I guess I'd always thought of myself as normal, I mean I know my job is kinda unusual, but I still am normal inside aren't I? I mean just cos I can't get a normal job, I still think the same way everyone else does, I still put on my pants one leg at a time, I mean how different could I be? Damn! Why the hell am I thinking like this now? I swung my legs out and sat on the edge of the bed. I heard Kevin moving around behind me. I felt a hand on my back, it was a gentle touch and it just started moving around very slowly in circles.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." His voice was much deeper than normal, and sounded apologetic. "It's just I wish you were someone who would go out with me, like a proper boyfriend. You're a great guy, you're intelligent, funny, really great looking, I just wish you could feel for me the same way I do for you." I turned and looked into Kevin's eyes. They were misty. He looked like he was on the verge of crying. I started to reach out my hand, then I froze. I suddenly for no reason thought of my parents. My hand withdrew and I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I heard Kevin choke back a sob while I was in the bathroom, but I ignored it. I looked at myself in the mirror. My parents' words carried on crashing through my head:
"Why? Why did you have to be that way?"
"You're a freak! You're no son of mine!"
"You're a queer? You're a disgusting little pervert!"
"We'll have no part in your life! We don't love you anymore, we can't love something as disgusting as you. We want you out of our house by tonight." My dad's words still stung me to my soul. I was raised in a very devout Catholic family and I tried to believe in everything I was taught, but it just didn't ring true, something seemed wrong with some of the teachings. I knew God didn't hate me, I knew he was happy with who I was, and I knew that I wasn't an abomination. But my parents' words still hit me hard every time I remembered. I cried. Tears were rolling down my face. I sat on the toilet seat cover and held my face in my hands. Some crumpled up tissues were in my hands and they were soaked through with tears. I sniffed and looked up, having heard the door open. Kevin stood there, concern written all over his face. I couldn't do this, it was too hard.
"I'm sorry Kevin, I'll go, you don't want a 'boyfriend' who can't even look after himself never mind another person, don't worry about the fuck tonight, it's on the house, I'll just go get my stuff, I'm sorry." I got up and walked across the bathroom and started past Kevin out the door, but as I side-stepped past him, he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him so that we were hip to hip. He tipped his head to the side and kissed me. It wasn't sexual or anything - quite the opposite, if it hadn't been on the lips, I would have said it was like a father kissing his child, but I felt everything Kevin was feeling at that moment - it took my breath away.
"You don't understand, you've just shown me that you're all I ever wanted. Up until now you haven't shown any emotion, you've pretended that none of it really mattered to you and you were this hardened street man and you were just in it to see how much you could get for your tricks, but you just showed me you have real feelings and you've just made me want you even more. I'm sorry about what I said before, but until now you didn't seem quite normal, now I can see you really, really are. I want to be with you now for the next week, I'm sure of it, and I don't care if your emotions get the better of you, it's who you are and it's who I want to see."
I smiled at Kevin. I let out a breath I didn't realise I had been holding and leant my head down on his shoulder. We probably stood there for five minutes and then I yawned and he decided that it would be best if we went to bed, so I followed him to bed and we wrapped each other up in our arms and fell asleep, this was going to be one of my best night's sleep in years.
I woke up the next morning to a banging on the door, I looked over at the clock and realised it was only 7:30, who the hell could be here at this time???
Kevin was still fast asleep, and when I shook him he just rolled over, moaned and started snoring again! I climbed out of bed, all the covers were piled at the end of the bed, I guess we had been warm enough with each other and I pulled on Kevin's jeans which were at the foot of the bed. They were very loose on me, he probably had about 2 inches on my waist measurements, so I held them in one hand while I stumbled to the door. I pulled it open a crack and saw Brian, Nick and Howie standing outside. "Uh, hello?" I asked in a questioning tone.
"Hi Jared, we're here for breakfast, um, where's Kevin?"
"He's still in bed, isn't breakfast normally down in the dining room?" I was still speaking through the crack in the door, but I slowly started to open it and Nick started to walk in. He had seen that I didn't have my top on through the crack in the door, but I don't think he was expecting for my body to be quite as good as it was:
"Whoa, now I see why Kev likes you man!" He ran his hand across my abs, and I tensed them into my 8 pack which made most guys go green with envy. Howie and Brian let out murmurs of surprise at the definition in my abs, and I smirked at the looks on their faces.
"I should go and get Kevin then I guess?"
"Nah don't bother man, he normally eats on the way to the rehearsal anyway, we'll just order room service and eat it out here." Howie walked through to the living room as he said this and picked up the phone. "Come and sit down with us, we want to talk with you." This got me a little worried, what if I let something slip like I did with A.J. before? Hold on, where was A.J.? I looked around, and seeing the obvious confusion on my face, the guys all sniggered and sat down on the well-decorated living room's couches. "You're wondering where A.J. is?" I nodded. "He had a few issues this morning which we helped him work through, and we decided he should remain in his bedroom until further notice. It seems our friend A.J. had a few problems with Kevin dating, and he had a few suspicions about your motives, but if Kevin trusts you then we do to, we just had to make sure that A.J. understood that." These final lines were like a knife stabbing through my abdomen and ripping me open. These guys trusted me and I was about to start weaving a whole web of lies to explain Kev and me being together and I was starting to feel really nervous about letting something slip, so I turned to Howie and the other guys...
"I think I should get Kevin, I mean it's just I think he might want something to eat and I think we need to talk about what I'm doing today and stuff." I ran out to Kev's room before they had a chance to respond and went around to his side of the bed. I started shaking him more violently than before. "Kevin come on wake up, I need you!" At those words Kevin's eyes flew open and latched onto mine. The concern was there in his eyes again and it was heart wrenching - but right now I needed him.
"Kevin, the guys wanted to talk to me alone, I think they sorted out A.J., he was suspicious of me apparently, but they dealt with him. Anyway, I didn't want to talk to them until we had our stories sorted out, and I thought you might want to be part of that as you're paying me to say what you want for the week." I looked on, waiting for him to say something.
"Just tell them the truth, I met you in Piccadilly Circus and we hit it off, so I invited you back here and one thing led to another and now we're together." He seemed so calm, this wasn't fair! No way was I gonna have to lie to all those guys in there without him in there! So, I started to drag him out of bed, pleading with him not to make me go out there alone, but I knew that if he told me to go out there I would have to or else not get paid. "Fine, I'll be out in 2 minutes just give me a chance to pull some clothes on!" I walked out and sat down, very uncomfortably from 3 very expectant guys.
"So, what are you guys doing today?"
"JARED!" I heard Kevin shout as he came in walking a bit funny. It appeared that Kevin had put on my jeans as his were 'missing' from his room, obviously he was only now realising that my waist was quite a bit smaller than his, as my jeans were practically cutting into him around his waist and hung loosely off his thighs. So I stood up and told him we'd better go and swap back. He dropped his jeans right there in front of the guys and he was wearing a pair of boxers underneath. He handed me my jeans and told me to give him his. Apparently Kevin wasn't one for sharing clothes, especially when he had just woken up, he seemed to be somewhat grumpier this morning.
"I'll just go into the bedroom to change, I'll be out in a mo'"
"Look just take them off here, it doesn't matter, I mean there's only guys in here!" I looked up at Kevin, but considering his mood I didn't think it was worth arguing, so I unzipped his jeans and dropped them. What Kevin didn't realise is that I didn't have any underwear on, so his band mates were now being treated to a view of my sweet smooth ass. I swiped my jeans from him and pulled them on. When I looked at him again he still had a shocked expression on his face, and when I turned around, Nick and Brian looked pretty shocked too, though Howie seemed very amused. Kevin pulled on his jeans and zipped them up, apparently he wasn't as much of an exhibitionist as me!
Kevin sat down beside me on the couch and slapped me on the abs. "Don't you be dropping your pants in front of my band mates again, I'm the only one who's allowed that view!" I sniggered slightly and it lightened the tension in the room.
"Actually Kevin I wasn't wearing any pants, that's why your friends here got such a good view." Kevin actually chuckled at that, I wasn't even expecting them to get the joke, I guess they did though. Nick just looked confused though and he told me so. Kevin answered for me though.
"Nick in England items of underwear are called pants and pants are called trousers."
"Doesn't that get confusing???" Nick just looked around before we all started cracking up - either that boy was really more blond than everyone thought or he was being very, very funny. When we calmed down, Nick was sitting there with a smirk on his face, so I guessed that it was the latter of the two.
"You've still got to tell me what we're doing today Kevin." I turned to look at him, and there was something in his eyes which slightly unsettled me. He was looking at me like he wanted me, I don't mean sexually, I mean that's a given, but he was looking at me with real affection, something I haven't seen in anyone's eyes for a long time.
"Well, we're at rehearsals all day today, I mean you could come along and watch if you want to, but I mean, this is your city, if you don't want to come, then you can always just spend the time walking around London?" Kevin seemed to want me to attend his rehearsal, so I agreed to do that, after all, he's paying right? I suggested then that we order some breakfast as the guys sitting opposite us were starting to look pretty hungry! Kevin picked up the phone in the hotel room and asked for room service. Pretty soon we had a cart at our door carrying eggs, bacon, mushrooms, sausages, hash browns, tomato, and just about everything else that could fit into a fry-up. Man! This was one sweet deal! I get a comfy bed for the next four or five nights, food on call and I get paid for it! The guys devoured their food, and I have to say I've never seen people eat so much food so fast! By the time I was half way through my first plate, Nick was starting his third, Howie was well into his second, Brian finished his second and Kevin wasn't far behind! These guys certainly knew how to eat!
The food was all finished though I don't quite know where it all went and Kevin first pushed the cart outside and then pushed out the other three guys.
"Thanks, you did a great job there, though I would appreciate a slight reduction in your exhibitionist side! We should probably get dressed, rehearsals start in less than an hour and we have to get to the stadium."
"Which stadium are you performing at?" I didn't know how big these guys were, maybe if I knew where they were performing then I could at least judge things like that.
"Wembley." Well, what can I say, my mouth dropped open, I didn't know they were that big! Come on, biggest stadium in London and they're performing there. "Yeah, I think that's it, Wembley, um, it's quite big isn't it?" I nodded. "We have three sell-out concerts there on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights." Ok, this guy was getting bigger every time he opened his mouth. Kevin came over to me and kissed me. It shut my mouth up but I still couldn't believe that I was kissing someone who was obviously very famous!
Kevin and I got dressed, he was wearing the jeans that I had put on accidentally that morning and a blue t-shirt, while I just slipped a baggy sweatshirt over my head and pulled on some trainers. "We have to meet the guys downstairs in 10 minutes, we'd better hurry up. We have a limo to take us to the stadium and then we stay there for about 6 or 7 hours depending on how out of shape we are! Then we'll probably end up back here, we might go out later, as it's a free day tomorrow, but we don't know this city too well, so that will probably depend on what we can find, oh yeah and you know I don't mind if you talk don't you?" I snapped my head up, I wasn't expecting that!
"What do you mean? I have been talking!"
"No, you've been responding, just be yourself and talk to the people we meet, I know this is only a temporary arrangement and everything but... I still like you Jared, I'd like it if the other guys and our friends could like you too, just not in the same way!" He smirked at this last bit and continued combing his hair.
"I don't know I thought that Howie guy was pretty cute, nice butt!" He turned around, saw that I was joking by the expression on my face and laughed. He wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed me again. A banging at the door interrupted us.
"Come on guys, we were supposed to be downstairs 5 minutes ago!" Nick was banging on the door, so I pulled back from Kev's lips and he groaned. Kev picked up his bag that was at the foot of the bed and dragged me out of the room.
We got into the elevator and went down to the lobby, where Kevin introduced me to Jack, who was apparently the guy's manager while they were in Europe. He was a nice guy, blond, slightly shorter than me or Kev, but he had a smile that cut his face in two. Anyway, he directed us to the limo that was waiting outside, it turned out to be a bit of a squeeze, even though Jack had taken a taxi to the stadium, and it was obvious that A.J. was still upset about my presence, I mean what business of his is it who this Kevin guy dates?
When we arrived at the stadium, I saw a huge poster hanging down above the entrance, with BSB World Tour emblazoned on it in large Yellow and Red letters. I was impressed - each of the guys was about 30 or 40 feet high! We walked into the stadium through a side door, there had been a big crowd of fans outside the main entrance, I was starting to think these guys were huge! Anyway, we walked into the main arena. I had been here once before to see a football (nb. that's soccer to all you yanks out there, sorry!) match and the stadium looked even bigger now that the pitch had been covered and the obvious football posts had been taken away. A huge set had been arranged at one end of where the pitch would normally be and it rose up into the rafters where the lights were perched very precariously on the ends of wires.
Kev held my hand all the way through the stadium, I was concerned about that, I mean surely if he was that famous then information about him swinging the other way could be really damaging to his career couldn't it? I tried pulling back a couple of times and I think Kevin sensed my obvious discomfort, he turned around and looked straight at me.
"Don't worry about being affectionate with me here, I'll tell you when you can't be ok? All these guys have signed confidentiality agreements, even the stage hands, and besides I trust and know nearly all of them, you've got nothing to worry about, besides, there's somebody I want you to meet! FATIMA!" Kevin yelled at the top of his voice. Suddenly a tall black woman, she must have been about 5'8 or so walked out of the backstage area and took three strides towards Kevin who hugged her deeply and pulled back. This was one incredible looking woman - she reminded me of those women you see on National Geographic when they go to the tribes of Africa, she was incredibly beautiful, very strong features, high cheekbones and she had an unrivalled gracefulness about her. Kevin kept an arm around her waist with one hand resting on her hip. She had her arm around his shoulder. They looked good together, if I didn't know better I'd say they'd make a great couple! But anyway, she looked straight at me.
"Who's this fine looking man, Kevy?" She smirked at me and then turned to Kevin with a questioning look in her eyes.
"Tima, this is Jared, he's my boyfriend. He said this with a certain glee in his eyes which really made my day, he was obviously showing me off, but hey it made me feel good that I was worth showing off!"
"Really? My man, you certainly caught yourself a cutie here!"
"I know!"
"So, is he going to be rehearsing with us today? D'you remember when you brought that Mark along to the rehearsal and he tried to keep up with the dance moves? He was a joke! I'd like to see if this guy can do any better!" Fatima was almost daring me by this time. I took her up on it, after all Kevin told me to interact more right?
"I reckon I could do all right! I've never seen what sort of dance you guys do before, but I reckon I can keep up with it, whatever type it is." Kevin and Fatima both snorted, oh no they should not have done that, I'll let them off on the fact that they do not know about my competitive side yet, but they should not have done that!
Kevin and the guys started stretching, so I copied them and then Fatima told them that they had a new choreography to do for some song called "The One", so I knew this was my chance, as they didn't know the steps any better than me, so we'd start on a level playing field! I couldn't believe I was on a stage in Wembley! This was cool, and I was dancing for some insane reason, but anyway, the music started, I had asked to listen to it once through just to hear what it sounded like and to get the rhythm. While I may not be very good at music myself, I have got a good sense of rhythm and I can dance pretty good, but this music was nothing like most of the music in clubs in Europe, it was slower to start with and had more melody with less of a beat. I soon got the rhythm and Fatima said I could stand at the end of the line and follow her lead, she wouldn't go too fast - she wanted to see if I could pick it up quicker than the rest of the guys and, she whispered in my ear, that if I was falling behind she'd slow down cos she wanted to see the look on Kevin's face when I could keep up with him! I was definitely starting to like this lady!
"Ok guys, line up, it's a simple step, you just have to get used to the slight variation in the step each time it comes around so that you all finish together!
She started through some pretty simple steps, raise foot here, spin round, hands up, hands out, point to the front swivel to the side, that sort of thing, it started to get a little faster, towards the middle, then slowed down at the end - I had kept up with the guys, and they all looked worn out! They were a real bunch of wimps! They were sweating wearing t-shirts and I was wearing a sweatshirt and wasn't even moist!
"You sure you haven't done this before Jared?" A.J. shouted from the end of the line.
"Yeah, you're keeping up with us no problem!" Nick sounded a bit pissed that I was keeping up with him.
"I reckon he's got some big dancing past that he's not telling us about!" Brian was still out of breath, even after collapsing on the stage. I realised we had been doing bits of the same song over and over for about 45 minutes, but these guys really were unfit!
"Hey leave my boyfriend alone! He's just keeping up with you cos you guys are so unfit!" Kevin shouted back at them. I heard a few grumbles and Nick mentioning how I also kept up with Kevin, but Kev pretended not to hear. He came over to me and kissed me, hard on the lips. His hands were on my cheeks and they were hot, my hands crept down his back and grabbed firmly on to his butt and squeezed. He moaned into the kiss. He pulled back and told me that practice wasn't over yet, they still had to do a full run through of the song and then he asked me to join and see if I could still remember the moves! I knew this would get harder, it's hard remembering the moves to a whole song but I think I only stumbled once, while I think A.J. stumbled a couple of times and Nick stumbled a few times too. At the end of the song, Fatima clapped for me which I thought was pretty cool, so there in the middle of the stage I did a back somersault and a forward somersault. The guys stood there with their mouths open, either they couldn't believe I was still doing that while they were completely tired out from the dancing, or they had never seen someone do a back flip from standing before, I mean I know it's hard, but I had like 10 years of gymnastics training, so I guess I got pretty good. Also the fact that unlike most people, when I do somersaults I keep my legs straight and I can do it without really bending down to get any spring at first, so it looks really impressive. Anyway, the guys were clearly impressed.
"Where'd you learn to do that?" Brian was clearly surprised.
"That was amazing! Do it again! Do it again!" Nick was acting like the proverbial little child with a new toy.
"Whoa" A.J.'s and Howie's responses were short, but concise!
Kevin however just looked at me, with something in his eyes, pride? Nah, no-one looked at me like that! I felt really happy all of a sudden and did another flip, landing only a couple of feet in front of Kevin, I took the last two steps to him, grabbed him in my arms and kissed him. After a few seconds I heard a lot of people clearing their throats behind us. Fatima was looking on expectantly. "We do need to do a load of other songs today and if this is going to happen every time Jared keeps up with you for a song then we'll never get through everything cos he is obviously way fitter than you guys so he'll easily keep up with you!"
"Come on Tima, let him stay, I promise he won't disturb us again, we'll work hard we promise, I just want to see if can keep up with us for the rest of the songs!" Kevin looked down at me with pride, and I realised then and there that I was falling for this guy. We carried on with the dance routines, I had to leave them for a bit, as they were doing some special routines which required them to be lowered from a hoist onto the stage, and there obviously weren't enough for me to join them (it was a pity, it looked like fun!) so I sat in the audience and watched them for almost an hour before Kevin came up next to me and told me it was time for them to go. As we filed out the narrow passageway, out to the side entrance, I followed behind Kevin and A.J. brought up the rear behind me. When we were almost out, I felt A.J. grab the back of my sweatshirt and pull me back firmly.
A.J.'s face was right up in mine and his sweaty body was very close, then he whispered threateningly to my face "Stay the fuck away from Kevin, I know all about you, you dirty little slut, and don't try and tell Kevin anything about this otherwise you'll suffer." A.J. walked off and I saw him follow Kevin outside through the side entrance. It was bright outside. A.J. knew about me? Was he gonna say anything to the other guys? Maybe they already knew, I mean if he knew now then he probably knew last night when he said goodnight and he would have told them this morning when they 'set him straight' like they said they did at breakfast this morning, but either way what was I supposed to do? I mean this is my job, well not really, I mean I've never done this exactly before, but what right does A.J. have to butt in with this anyway. I stormed out after A.J. and ran into Kevin who was coming back to get me.
"We need to talk when we get back to the hotel." Kevin nodded and followed me to the limo...
To Be Continued... End of Part 2