Date: Thu, 28 Sep 2000 02:56:14 -0400
From: Kevin Hamlin <khamlin@angelfire.com>
Subject: In Sync with Justin and JC

This story is fiction and not meant to imply anything about the true
sexuality of any member of Nsync.

~In Sync with Justin and JC~
Chaper 1


A low fog hung over the streets of London, as its occupants slowly
started to awaken.  Justin rolled over in his bed groggily as he
looked at the clock on the night stand.  6am.  Nsync had been on
tour for the past 3 months, and things were FINALLY wrapping up.
  Only 3 more shows and they could go home!  As Justin was thinking
about his home back in Orlando, the phone rang.

        "Hello?"  said justin.
"Hey kid, time to wake up!" said the voice on the other line.
"You know JC, you sound waay to happy at this time in the morning.
 Whatever your on, I want some!" said Justin
"Yea well, just think, only 3 more shows then its time to head home!"  said JC
"I know!  I cant wait!  I miss my mom, and everyone back in Orlando!"
replied Justin.
"Ok, well ive got to get ready, we have a photo shoot in an hour
and a half.  The rest of the guys are meeting in my room for a quick
bite to eat in about 15 min." JC said.
"Ok, ill cya over there!" Justin said, as he realized just how hungry
he was.  As he hung up the phone, he couldn't help but think how
desirable JC was.  There wasn't a mean bone in his body.   As justin
lay in bed, thinking about JC, feelings of guilt, and sickness came
over him.  He shouldn't be thinking like this!  JC was another guy
for crying out loud!  How come he couldn't stop thinking about him?
 What as he going to do?  These thoughts nagged at him as he got
up, and got ready for the day to come.

        JC hung up the phone, and began to get ready for the day. He wanted
to get ready before the guys got to his room.  He would rather spend his
time with them, talking, rather then doing his hair.  Just as he was
finishing putting on his shoe, there was a knock at his door.

"Yo JC!  Open up!" shouted Chris, as JC hurried to the door.
"Hey, quiet down!  You know we aren't the only people in this Hotel!"
"Whups! My bad, sorry josh" said Chris, as he started to blush.
"so whats the dealio for today boss?" chris said as he grinned a
bit.  He knew JC hated to be called boss, but he was the only one
who kept on top of the groups schedule from day to day, so the rest
of them had to ask him where they were supposed to be, and when.
"Umm.. we have a photo shoot at 7:30 for  a local TV station, and
then we have the afternoon to ourselvs.  Of course we've got the
show tonight, and then its off to Germany for the last two shows.
 And don't call me boss."  JC said absentmindedly while he quickly
finished doing his hair.  As he plopped down on the bed, Lance burst through
the door.

"Hey you guys, whats for breakfast?  Im starveing!" Lance stated.
"Well, we havnt orded yet.  And another thing, don't you know its
RUDE to come into someones room without knocking Scoop?" JC scolded
"Yea well, its just you, anyway, im gonna go order.  Is everyone comeing?"
"Yup, so go ahead and order for all of us.  You know what we like" JC replyed.

        As Lanced ordered, and Chris and JC made small talk about the tour,
and going home, Justin and Joey walked in through the door.  Joey
sat next to his counter part Chris, and Justin plopped down next
to his best friend, JC.  JC pounced ontop of Justin, who was allready
on his back, and held his arms down with his hands.
"Don't you know its rude not to knock?" JC said playfully.
"Well the worst that could happen is that you'd be in the middle
of changing, and ive seen you naked a million times!  What, are
you getting shy all of a sudden?" Justin said, while secretly imageinging
JC naked.
"No, im not shy, and that's not the point! You need to learn to
knock!  Its just polite!" JC said as he started to tickle Justin.
"Hey you two, break it up!  Foods on the way!" said lance as he hung up the
phone.

JC got off of justin, who proceded to roll over onto
his stomach, in hopes of preventing any further tickeling attacks.
 He reached to the foot of the bed, and grabbed the remote.

"OWW!" yelped Justin.
"Whats wrong ?" JC said worriedly.
"Ohh, nothing really.  Its just my shoulder, that last move of the
show when I whip it back and forth.  I think it pulled something last night!"
"Well let me see what I can do" JC said, as he climbed back on to
Justin.  JC sat down onto Justins lower back, and started to massage his
shoulders.
"Ohh man, that feels really good!" Justin moaned as he lay there,
enjoying the feel of JCs hands working his shoulder muscles.  As
he was laying there, the guilt started to rise in the back of his
mind, because he knew that he was enjoying not only the feel of
the massage, but the fact that it was JC touching him.  He couldn't
shake that guilty feeling, and it started to become more powerfull.
 After a few min of trying to focus on the pleasure of the back
rub, and forget about the guilt, he couldn't.  He reached above
his head, placeing his hand ontop of JC. "Thanks JC, but mabye you
should stop now.  I think its ok." Justin said  sadly.
"Uhmm.. ok...if your sure its ok now."  JC said, a bit surprised
at the sudden change in Justins mood.  JC gave Justin one last little  rub,
and rolled over off of Justin, and onto the bed.

There was a sudden knock at the door, that announced the arival
of the large breakfast they had orderd.  The five of them sat around
the room eating their meal, as they talked about the ending of the
tour, and their anxiousness to be back home.

	Justin walked into his room and closed the door behind him.  It was
already 1pm.  The guys had finshed the photo shoot early, and Chris had
wanted to go shopping.  The five guys had walked around London, looking
into various shops, looking for gifts for their family and friends. After
shoping for a bit, they all agreed it was time for lunch, so they stoped at
a small resturaunt and had a quick bite to eat. Afterwards, they started to
head back to the hotel to rest, before the show later that evening.  As
they were walking back, Justin kept thinking about how good JC looked in
his sweater.  He couldnt help but stare, and as allways, whenever he looked
at JC with thoughts of more then friendship in his mind, he began to feel
guilty.  As he delt with these feelings of guilt, he put his head down, and
walked in silence back to the hotel with the rest of the guys.

	Unbeknownst to Justin, JC had noticed Justins sudden change in
mood.  He had looked back, wanted to get his best friends opnion on what he
should get his mom for her birthday, and had seen Justin with that look
that so often plauged him lately.  Just knowing Justin was upset, made JC's
heart drop.  The other 3, noticeing the sudden change in mood, followed
suit, and they all walked back to the hotel in silence.

	Justin sprawled out on his bed, and started typeing on his laptop.
He kept a file, that was just for his thoughts, and feelings.  Whenever he
felt depressed, or sad, or guilty, this was the one thing that he knew
would help him sort things out.  He would just type the words as they came
to his head, and go back when he was finished, and read it. So he closed
his eyes, and began to type.  " Why do I feel like this?  Why cant I feel
the same way about girls?  What is i about JC?  This will tear the griup
apart, my mom will be devistated, what do I have to be gay...."  as he
typed the last period, he drifted off to sleep, hands still on the
keybored.

	JC sat in his room thinking.  He was upset that Justin wouldnt tell
him what was going on! " Why does he have to be so damn secrative?" JC
thought to himself.  "I cant stand not knowhing whats going on!  Well thats
it!  Im going in his room to cheer him up! And he's going to like it damn
it!"   JC got up, and went through the bathroom that connected his, and
Justins rooms.  As he walked into Justins room, he found Justin asleep on
his bead, with his computor still on. "Aww, he looks so peacefull when he
is asleep." JC thought to himself. "Well, id better let him get some rest
before the show."  JC walked over to Justin, and put the lap top aside.  He
got justin under the covers, and tucked him in.  As he turned to leave he
rembered the lap top, and went to shut it off.  As  he picked up the
computor to shut it off, his eyes wandered to the screen, and he began
reading...

Hey guys, thanks for reading my story.  I've allreayd got a few more
chapters finished, I'm just waiting on some feedback.  Please let me know
what you thought of the story, all sugestions are welcome.  Keep in mind
this is my first time writeing a story of any kind, EVER! Thank you!
Kevin  khamlin@angelfire.com