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 3
We were back at the hotel in about half an hour. This limo driver certainly managed to drive around London quickly - I would have thought that journey would have taken at least an hour but oh well. Once we were inside the lift to go up to the guys' floor, Kevin grabbed my hand again, he squeezed it gently. I could feel his fingers interlace with mine. Why was this feeling so good now? Other guys had tried to get attached to me in the past, they had never managed it, but this guy was somehow making me rethink every step, I couldn't get him out of my head either - whenever I wasn't thinking about anything important the name Kevin carried on coming into my head and repeating over and over and over.
Our fingers remained interlaced most of the way up to their floor. I could hear A.J. behind us. He cleared his throat and came up close to my left ear, Kevin was standing on my right and whispered close to my ear "Get the fuck away from him, he's not yours nor will he ever be you cheap slut." I just cracked, I couldn't believe what a dick this guy was being, I mean it really is none of his business right, or was I just being a complete ass?
My hand came out of Kevin's hand and landed on A.J.'s chest to push him up against the wall of the lift. I raised my left arm up in a fist and got my face real close to his then spoke to him: "First of all it's none of your business what I do or what Kev does. Secondly I'm not cheap, and if you don't back off then your face is going to be part of the wall behind your head, you understand?" Once the guys got over the initial shock of seeing me attack A.J., they started to pull me off of him, well all of them except for Kevin, I really don't think he was expecting that.
"Right, meeting in my room once we all settle down, meet there in half an hour, and Jared stay in Kevin's room will you?" Brian took charge of the situation. We all walked out of the lift and Kevin took me to his room. He instantly went off at me.
"What the hell were you thinking? Now all the guys now about you being a prostitute! They're never gonna let you stay now, I really wanted you to stay, why did you have to threaten A.J.? that will just give them more ammo to use against me, why did you have to go and do that? why? why?" He was almost in tears by now, I didn't know what to do, so I went over to him and put my arms around him. He started to relax, then about 10 seconds later he pulled out of my embrace and walked a few feet away. "I just wanted to spend the week with you, why did you have to go and fuck everything up. I'm going to see if the guys are ok. Stay here." With that he walked out the room and slammed it behind him. I was lost. I'll admit it, for the first time since I got chucked out of my parents house I was lost. I had never heard such disappointment in anyone's voice before, he almost resented me for what I had done, he was also really, really upset and I didn't know what to do. I started walking around the suite like a lost dog or something. I felt really awkward, I mean really awkward, like my own body wasn't mine or something. I looked around and knew this wasn't where I was supposed to be, I walked into Kevin's bedroom, picked up my stuff that I had left there before rehearsal and grabbed a few notes which I saw on Kevin's side table. I then walked out his bedroom door and out the suite, I wanted to say I'm sorry or goodbye or something, but I knew I couldn't.
As I entered the elevator, I thought I heard voices, but I shut them out and waited to be taken to the lobby. When I got there, I saw two large black men, one wearing what looked like an American football shirt and one wearing some weird Hawaiian pattern t-shirt. The one on the left, who must have been about an inch shy of seven feet tall was on the phone. "Sure Kev we got him." As I started to walk out and got past them, they grabbed me under the armpits and pulled me back into the lift, one on each side and they pressed the button for Kevin's floor.
"What do you think you're doing? Where are we going? Hey let me go, let me out of here!" my shouts fell on deaf ears apparently and I heard them talking about a foot above my head.
"So Mark, what are the plans for Wednesday night?" the one who had been on the right when they were outside the lift asked the one who had been on the phone.
"Mark??? As in the guy who told the guys up there about me seeing Kevin twice? You idiot! Are you a complete fool? Did you really think I wasn't a prostitute? Maybe you couldn't get it into that thick skull of yours that it's none of your business what Kevin does and you should just leave him alone!" I, of course, realised this was a stupid thing to say, I mean can you imagine two seven foot tall black men who are probably twice as broad as you blocking you in a lift and you're calling them stupid? I froze as soon as I said this and looked down at my shoes like a little boy who's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Yep, Brian's right about you." Mark started. "You certainly got a lot of spunk and for a prostitute you sure got some weird feelings for our boy Kev up there." I was taken back to say the least! What did he mean weird feelings? I mean I didn't feel anything I wasn't supposed to right? This was too much, first I muck up, just about hit one of Kevin's friends, then I try to leave and make a clean escape from this guy who I'm probably, with all respects to Mark's intuition, getting far too close to, then these two show up and won't even let me leave! I get escorted out of the lift, once again with one hand under each armpit, my feet flailing around beneath me and me protesting quite verbally, and get carried to Brian's suite. The door opens when the other guy whose name I didn't catch knocks. The two guys drop me when Howie answers the door.
"What the hell is going on here?!??" I shout at Howie and whoever happens to be standing behind him. I can't see into the suite, for some reason the lights in the passageway leading to the living room are dark, but then I see A.J. step out of the darkness and come towards me.
"I'm sorry man, I'm sorry I didn't know about your situation man, sorry." What situation, what was A.J. talking about? Kevin came out next and escorted me along to his room. I let him cos I didn't think the two guys who were waiting at the end of the hall on either side of the lift were gonna let me go anytime soon.
"They're gonna let you stay, this is so cool, I can't wait to spend the week with you, it's gonna be great fun!" Kevin seemed somewhat overexcited that I was getting to stay. "Brian and Howie were pretty pissed when they found out from me that you really were a prostitute, they hadn't believed A.J. when he told them this morning, but I talked to them and they were cool with it, they want you to stay too! This is gonna be great." Kevin was almost hyperventilating and his eyes were shining like a little kids on Christmas morning. He leant forward on kissed me on the corner of my lips and then on the other side and then in the middle. His lips slowly ran over mine, his bottom lip dragging behind and his top lip just slowly massaging my lips. Finally his tongue stuck and rolled across my lips, I parted slowly and he pushed inside. He ran his tongue around my gums and into my mouth where our tongues pushed one against the other. He held my head in his hands and ran his thumbs up and down my cheeks. He slowly retracted his tongue and moved away, his lips lingering on mine for just a moment before breaking the kiss.
"What situation am I in that A.J. was talking about?" Kevin seemed taken aback by this, then he got a very sheepish expression on his face. His feet were shuffling and he dropped his hands from my face where he'd been holding them and his arms dropped to his sides. He stood there for a moment in complete silence, then he started to lift his head slightly and looked up through his eyebrows into my eyes. He had incredible eyes. I couldn't tell you if they were blue or green, they never seemed to be quite the same colour, but they were piercing and their depth was amazing.
"I told A.J. about your life." He was mumbling.
"You did what???" I shouted back at him.
"Look, I'm sorry, I couldn't think of anything else I could tell them to let you stay, so I told them how you'd got chucked out of your parents' house, you couldn't manage as a teacher, and well I guess they just felt really sorry for you and they agreed to let you stay, as long as we're not too obvious in public. I also told them I trusted you and they normally agree with me when I say that I trust a person."
"Why the hell should you trust me?" I was angry. Kevin had told them about me when he had no right to, but he also said he trusted me. I had never had that before, but hold on he hadn't actually said he trusted me, he said he told them that he trusted me, was he for real?
"Because I do, I don't know why, but I just feel like there's something between us." He waved his hands between us as if to emphasise the connection. "And I'd like to get to know you better." God, I couldn't believe this guy, I was about to walk out with all the money out of his bedroom, I had threatened one of his friends, I'd shouted at him and his bodyguards and he still wanted to get to know me! What is up with him?
"No, I can't do this, I'm leaving, I'm sorry, but this isn't my job, I'm a prostitute, I'm not an escort, I can't just stop being who I am, even if you do feel like there's something between us. You know I took all the money out of your room? I was going to steal from you and you still trusted me? Look, I know you may be a really trusting person and everything, but I can't do this, not now, not ever. There's too much at stake here. My life is really a mess, I'm a mess, I can't just drop everything and join in with whatever it is that you're doing, because, well, it's just not who I am." Kevin was looking into my eyes, searching for something I hoped wasn't there. I knew my eyes were tearing up, my sight was going blurry, and although my eyesight isn't really that good to start with, I could feel the heat rising in around my eyelids and I felt a tear roll down my face. As I felt the warm drop of water escape from the recess in the corner of my eye, I felt it drip down, leaving its warm trail along the side of my nose. It curved around the edge of my nose and made me want to sniff, my nose was blocking up from starting to cry and then I felt it run down to the corner of my mouth where I reached out my tongue to stop it, but I missed and it curved around, and down to my chin where it dripped, slowly collecting more water and finally dropped to the floor in front of me. I looked down and saw it land on the carpet in the hallway of Kevin's apartment, where it quickly disappeared into the pale beige of the floor covering. I felt Kevin's finger under my chin and he raised my face until I was looking him in the eyes.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" Kevin was looking at me again with that look of affection in his eyes. It turned me to jelly, I didn't know what to do, could I really stay with this man for the rest of the week and not risk falling for him even deeper?
"Kevin, remember, I'm just a prostitute." My voice was coming in short gasps as I struggled to hold back the sobs. "If you feel anything like me then you know what this is like." I looked up at him to see him looking straight back with a look of concern, but also perhaps affirmation? "But in a week, hell less than a week, you'll be gone. I'll be left on the streets again, and while I can earn my way with that, I've probably cried more in the last 24 hours than I have in the last 10 years and I don't know if I can put up with this, certainly not in my line of work, I can't be an emotional wreck, it just doesn't do anything for my tricks and I don't want to be that way." Kevin appeared deep in thought, he was clearly going over something in his mind, but he obviously wasn't going to tell me. "What? What are you thinking about?" He shook his head and walked deeper into the suite, finally settling down on one of the couches in the living room. I sat down next to him. "I think it would be better if I left. I'm not sure I should stay here any longer, and this is obviously causing problems for you and the rest of the guys here."
I got up to leave and started to walk out the living room. I heard movement behind me, fast footsteps and then a hand on my shoulder. I jerked my head around and felt Kevin's lips pressed onto mine. "Would you consider going back to teaching?"
Chapter 4
"What do you mean go back to teaching? I told you last night, I can't make it, it's too hard, and besides how would that help us?" Us? Where the hell did that come from? Is there an us? Was he going to react to that? Oh my God, he's smiling, apparently he liked that idea of there being an us. He's got such a warm smile, but what is he talking about being a teacher, it was so hard last time, I know I can't go back to that, I can't it's too hard. It was late by this time, there was a clock on the wall in the living room, it was one of those clocks you see in classrooms at grade school, big numbers, plastic, white and if you were really quiet, especially if you were the only person breathing in the room then you could just about hear the tick, tick, tick of the second hand moving around. Now was one of those times, I think I'd stopped breathing on a regular basis about an hour ago, or it seemed that much, of course it had only been a few seconds since I'd slipped that comment about 'us', but I wish he'd just say something, he was just sitting there looking at me with this smile on his face. I couldn't seem to focus on much else at the moment. I don't know why, it was like a light was showing from his face, his eyes were glowing with radiance, he really looked very healthy and handsome, and his lips were curled up at the edges. It made him look slightly devilish, but he just continued to stare with those indistinguishably coloured eyes into my own.
"I don't mean teaching children at a school, though if you did do that, that would be just as good, I mean teaching us, as Tima said today, you're obviously a lot fitter than any of us, and you have a teaching degree, and, as you said before, while you were teaching English, you also taught P.E., you said it was your favourite part, so I was wondering if you'd want to be a, like a, well, " Kev stumbled. "I guess, like a fitness instructor to the guys and me. You could just work with us in the gym, tell us if we're doing much wrong and track our progress that sort of thing." Kevin suddenly seemed really embarrassed, he was looking down at the floor between his knees as he sat on the couch.
"I don't know what to say." I didn't. To tell you the truth, following around these guys seemed somewhat demeaning, and I really didn't want to go back to teaching, though if there were only five grown men in the room, how hard could it be? And, I'd get to spend time with Kevin. "Can I have some time to think about this, I'm really not sure if this is right for me Kev."
"It's fine with me, it's the guys I'm worried about actually, I'm not sure how long I'm gonna be able to keep up the sympathy vote for you, I mean A.J. looked pretty subdued tonight, but after a day or two to get over the shock I'm not sure how he'll react." I nodded.
"So, do you want me to stay while I decide if that's really what I want or should I go?" I kinda already knew the answer, it was a bit of a stupid question in fact!
"Stay! I mean, I want you to stay with me for the rest of the week, even if it means me fighting with A.J., I mean he's the main one who disapproves of me bringing back prostitutes but I want you to stay. Oh yeah, there might be some trouble with Brian, I mean he's never been much good with me being gay and all, but he..."
"You're gay??? Never would have guessed!" I laughed as I sat down next to him and kissed him on the cheek. I really wanted him to shut up and just let me fuck him, but then realising what I'd done, I looked down shyly at my feet.
"You know, that's the second time you've done that."
"Done what? Kissed you? We've kissed loads of times!"
"No, I've kissed you loads of times, you kissed me once today at rehearsals after everyone was saying how cool you were and then just now, I have to say I really like it."
"I wasn't sure if you'd appreciate me kissing you in front of the guys and especially when we're out in public, I also wasn't sure if you were the kissing type."
"Ok, first one of two things: I am the kissing type as you put it." He was chuckling deeply, it was a really endearing type of chuckle, the type which could get you completely hooked on a person. "And secondly, if you come on as our fitness instructor," he smiled at the thought of that, "then I hope you and I are going to get a lot closer, and I hope that you'll understand that I always want to kiss you all the time. I don't care if the guys are around, heck, if our management wouldn't bust a gut over it then I'd love to kiss you in public too!" I smiled at him, and then I saw this weird change in his eyes, they grew darker somehow and he was looking straight past me.
"Kevin, I need to talk to you, in private." I turned around to see a somewhat overweight male probably in his late forties and balding on top. He seemed to be slightly pissed at Kevin (hey I always was a master of the understatement!) and now he wanted me to leave! He started looking between me and Kevin, obviously indicating to Kevin by the look in his eyes that he wanted me to leave. I turned to look at Kevin, after he all he is still theoretically my boss at this point, he is the one paying me at the end of this week. Kevin was looking forwards at the table in front of the couch we were sitting on. I could only see his profile from here, but he looked like he had a lot of emotions running through his head and I could see a frown appearing on his forehead, I thought his smile looked devilish, well, his frown made him look downright evil!
"Jared, I'm sorry about this, but could you wait in the bedroom, this is my manager, I really need to talk to him." I frowned slightly, after all, my current status was 'prostitute', so Kevin shouldn't be so worried about that yet, but I did as I was told and sidestepped past the fat guy who was blocking most of the passageway out of the living room. I walked into the living room and, as I had done the previous night, my ear was straight on the door, listening for any signs of conversation. Almost immediately, the door started to open again and I was knocked back landing on my butt.
"I'm sorry Jared, but I don't want you to hear everything I'm going to say now, would you mind going to wait in Nick and Brian's room?" He seemed somewhat more resolved than he had been a minute ago, and for a moment I was hurt, I guess my face showed what I was feeling as Kevin cringed and looked sheepish at that moment, but I quickly got up, gathered my stuff and walked out the door and out of the suite. I turned and took one last look in as Kevin shut the door behind me. I could see the fat guy over his shoulder and he had a smug expression on his face. Kevin looked depressed and when he looked up at me one last time he looked tired, and very, very upset. I turned around and walked towards Nick and Brian's room. I turned back to Kevin's suite just in time to hear the door click shut before I heard Brian swing open the door to his suite.
"Brian, I'm sorry, but Kevin is talking to his manager, he told me to wait over here, is that ok?"
"Yeah sure it is Jared, come on in." I walked in, taking one last glance at Kevin's door and shut Brian's suite door behind me...
To Be Continued... End of Part 3
Comments? Feedback? By the way, I really would like some more feedback, I'm writing this really quickly I know and I know it's very different from a lot of stories, but I would like to hear from anybody about any comments, especially any interesting ideas for future plot, I mean I have the next two chapters planned out, but any future ideas? As you probably guessed, Jared is basically in the clear from A.J. now, but I'm thinking a quick feud with Brian and then it's clear sailing as far as the boys are concerned. Any comments? Also, what does anyone think about how quickly Jared and Kevin are getting so close considering Jared was a prostitute or is this quick transition a given considering how damned good Kev looks? Oh yeah and could someone tell me is there two different versions of the 'Drowning' video? As you can probably imagine, in our little closed off socialist society of England, we get less media and so on than you do in the states. It's just somebody described the drowning video as the guys dancing in the rain in white shirts and our video over here looks nothing like that, so... anybody?