Chapter -- 12
by JT Poole and
Nikki Brown
"Nick?" Nikki called out as she watched him walking away from where Brian was serenading JT with a foul scowl on his face. "Nick, wait for me!"
"What do you want Nikki?" Nick snapped, still wearing the ugly look. "I'm not really in the mood for company right now, so just go back to your friends."
"I-I just wanted to make sure you were okay is all," she said softly, turning to walk back to where the rest of her group had been. "But if that's the way you're gonna act, then I'll just go back to the guys!"
"Nikki, wait... I'm sorry," Nick said by way of apology. He sighed in frustration, smiling down at her. "Forgive me for being such a jerk?"
"Maybe," Nikki said, clearly fighting a smile. Something caught her eye, and she turned to look at the line for the Ferris wheel, her face glowing with excitement. "Take me on a Ferris wheel ride and all will be forgiven."
Grabbing her hand and propelling her forward, Nick said "Deal!" before she had a chance to change her mind. After handing over the tickets, Nick stepped aside to allow her to get into the gondola first and then sat next to her, draping his arm along the back of the seat casually. If she noticed what he's just done, Nikki didn't comment as their gondola began to rise so that the rest of the people in line could enjoy the ride.
"M-maybe this wasn't such a g-good idea," Nikki stammered as they rose, having momentarily forgotten her fear of heights. "Damn these stupid heights anyway!"
Nick glanced at her from the corner of his eye, a sly smile creeping over his face as he began to rock the gondola gently. Nikki shrieked, practically sitting in his lap as the ride went higher, only relaxing when Nick's arms wrapped around her protectively, and pulling her against his chest as she squeezed her eyes shut.
"What was that?!" Nikki shrieked when the ride came to a standstill while their seat was close to the very top. She looked so adorable that Nick couldn't resist teasing her a little.
"The ride stopped and now you're stuck up here with me," he said with a grin. Nikki looked like she was ready to kill him until she realized he was only teasing and she relaxed against him again, enjoying the way he held her so close.
"You'd better be glad that's not the truth, because I can get pretty ugly when I'm afraid," she said cuddling into him now. "Wow, this view is amazing!"
"Yes it is," Nick stated, his eyes never leaving her face. When their eyes met, there was an almost palpable jolt between them as Nikki reached up and cupped Nick's cheek. She pulled him to her, drawn to him like a moth to a flame. When their lips finally touched, they both sighed, drawing the kiss out for as long as they could, each exploring the other slowly.
"Wow... that was... nice," Nikki said softly when they came up for air, smiling when Nick traced her bottom lip with his thumb. "You're a really good kisser, Nick Carter."
"You're not so bad yourself, Nicole Cavanaugh," Nick said, kissing her again as the ride continued moving in slow circles under the twinkling lights from the multitude of rides along the midway.
I'm not going to sit around and wait for JT and the Backstreet Boys to get things started. Taking the initiative, I called up the girls. Like me, they didn't like what was going on and wanted to get to the bottom of things. JT said I should wait until Monday until the next meeting, but I don't want to wait until then. With the changes these freaks are making, I want to handle things myself. I love JT and all, but I have no time to wait for him, Johnny or Lance. I just pulled into the parking lot of Lexx Studios and I see Tayla and Raven's car. Since they're not out here, I'm guessing their inside and they've already started.
Getting out and walking into the small building, I see that skank Lila they're trying to replace Raven with. She's standing there, leaning up against the wall with a smirk on her face like she's happy about something. The further I walk down the corridor, I can faintly hear the voices of Tayla, Deidra and Raven and it sounds like things are hot already. Opening the door, I see a short guy sitting at the table and the three girls, my girls hovering above him screaming and pointing. Get him girls, give him hell. I'm betting this is the nutcase from Jive or Freelance that thought it was a good idea to replace Raven with that Lila skank out there.
"Evening girls," I say walking further into the room and standing at the head of the table. "Is it too late for me to join the party?"
"No girl," Tayla says. "Jump on in girl; this is the nutcase that thought it was alright to replace Raven with that Lila tramp outside."
"Look mister, I don't know who you are, but you can't be making decisions for `Diamonds'. This is our group and I'm its lead singer. If you want to make changes you need to go through the right channels first," I tell the man as he stands up.
"So you're Misses Daniels," the man says, walking over to me and extending his hand.
"No thank you," I tell him as he looks at me strange and steps back. "Who put you up to this? I know JT didn't do it and he's been my manager for a long time so I'm guessing Lance had something to do with this. I'm I right?"
"Mr. Bass has put me in control of all groups under JT's control," the man tells me.
"Is that so? I think I'll let JT know that," I tell him as I pull out my cell phone to call JT. "Let's see if he knew that little bit of information, because I'm sure he would have told me something like that."
"Do what you wish lady, I'm not stopping you. Mr. Poole has no say so in what I do. There's nothing neither you nor him can do to stop or change what I implement," he tells me as
Who does this guy think he is? I think he has a few screws loose or something. Talking bout JT can't do nothing. He better think again. JT is a silent partner in Freelance and if JT wants it done, it happens. This jerk must have fell and bumped his head or something. I'm not going to let him ruining my name or that of `Diamonds'. We've worked too hard to get this group to where it is and no ho skank named Lila is going to try to jump on this train.
Things are back to normal now. It's just me, him and Chad and we're lying on the sofa in front of the television. This is what you call quality time. When we got here from the amusement park, things were a little bit shaky. He was a little bit upset, but he finally opened up and told me what was going on and why. It seems after I walked out of the meeting this afternoon, he and Nick got into a little argument.
I don't know why he thought that if the two of us weren't together, things would be better for the group. It's not him, it would be any man. Nick's just hell bent on me being with men in general and he's never going to be happy with anyone I choose, unless it's a woman. That boy is really starting to work my nerves. I don't know what it was I ever saw in him when I chose him as my friend. If he was a real friend, he would accept me the way I am and not try to cause the person I'm falling in love with, correction, fell in love with to leave me. The boy just needs a good sound beating and hopefully then, things will be back to normal.
Sometimes I wonder about Nick. Like JT said earlier tonight, it seems like Nick is a scorned and jealous ex lover or something. The way he acts at times, I sometimes wonder if what JT said is right. Oh well, I'm not going to worry about that right now, I have a tall, dark, handsome and sexy man in my arms, while his son is in his arms. I just wish he would take me at my word, and let me show him the love I have for him. I think something has broken his heart so bad that he's scared to let anyone else in. I'll have to change that somehow.
"I like this handsome," I tell him as he moves around in my arms, finding a spot to lay his head.
"I like it to as long as Nick isn't around causing unneeded stress. I swear if I see him again, it'll be too soon," he tells me as I shake my head at him.
"Is he asleep?" I ask him, motioning with my head to Chad.
"I think he is, if he's not, he has a problem with drooling on my leg," he answers me as I start laughing.
"Baby where is your cat?" I ask him. "I haven't seen him since early this morning.
"He's probably trapped in one of the rooms upstairs," he tells me as I put that thought out of my head and kissed the top of his head. "What time is it?"
"It's almost nine baby," I tell him as he groans.
"Help me get him up to bed," he tells me as he gets up slowly and I get up too, following him towards the stairs as the kitchen door flies open and Kess is standing there with an evil look on her face. "Shhhh, he's asleep."
"Sorry hun," she says as she goes to sit on the sofa. "When you're done, I need to talk to...talk to both of you."
"Yeah whateva," he tells her as she glares at him and he smiles weakly. "Don't tell me you killed him."
"No I didn't kill him, I might have maimed him," she replies as we both turned around to look at her.
"I deal with you in a few minutes," he says as we continue on our way upstairs.
I don't know what all the whining is about. If he couldn't take being with a real man, then he should have stuck with pussy. In this game, if you can't handle it, get your ass out of the fucking line. He's not the only ass around, I'm sure there are other men around that can satisfy me. Since I met him, Howie's changed. When we first got together, it was all about the sex and shit, now he's acting like some pimply-faced little bitch. When he grows a backbone again, then and only then will I be willing to hookup with his ass. Until he grows that fucking backbone, no fucking him. I'm swearing off of whiny bitches.
"Evening Ken," I say as he walks past me and sits down in the director's seat. "What are we here for?"
"We're here to talk about you Joseph," Ken tells me as two police officers walk into the room and stand at the door. "Why don't you tell me what you were doing before you got on the sat today?"
"What do you mean and why are they here?" I ask him.
"Oh they are here for you Joseph. It seems the officers have a warrant for your arrest. Before I allow them to take you away, I wanted to know if the charges were real and not just some scorned person out for revenge," he tells me as he hands me the copy of the warrant so that I could see it for my own eyes. "Do I need to call the lawyers for you?"
"No, I have my own Ken. This is all a sham. I didn't do this to anyone," I tell him, fearing what was about to happen to me as the two officers approached me and placed the handcuffs on me. "Just call Kelly, she'll know what to do."
"I'll do that Joseph," he tells me as the office started reading me my rights and then the two of them escorted me through the set as all eyes watched my shame.
Walking through the set like that was so embarrassing to me. I felt so small and dirty when the police walked me through the crowd of other people around. With everyone watching me the way they were, made me feel lower than pond scum. What am I going to do? Tomorrow's headline will probably read, Joey Fatone was carted off by the police today on the set of the movie he was currently working on. The charge being Assault and Battery and get this, it was Howie Dorough that made the charge. No more information has been released about the matter, more news as it develops.
When I get out of this, Howie is going to pay for this. I know he or one of his friends had something to do with this report. They're the only ones that would call the damn police and say that I attacked him. Oh joy, see what happens when you fool around with whiny bitches? I really need to stay away from these soft ass men that can't hang.
Dealing with Kess is starting to get on my nerves. I know she's not happy with what's going on with 'Diamonds' right now, but she doesn't have to take that out on me. I've been trying to get in contact with Lance for the last two hours now and I've gotten nothing. I've called his cell, his house and his mother and still nothing. For a person that cracks up when he's not in control business wise, he must be loosing his mind now. I've had enough and it's time to make some changes he's not going to like. I own some of Freelance and I'm not going to be ignored so easily. If he wishes to make changes to people I manage, he needs to run things by me first, not go behind my back. When I get my hands on him, I'm going to break my foot off on his ass.
"Are you even paying attention to me?" Kess asks me as she stands up. "We worked too hard making 'Diamonds' what it is and I'm not going to have that little creep ruining things for us!"
"Kess if you wake up Chad, I'm going to beat you down like you were trying to steal from me," I tell her as she glares at me. "Sit down and we can handle this like adults. I know what Eric is trying to do, but as he said, he has Lance's approval to do what he wants."
"Lance isn't our manager JT, you are! This guy shouldn't be here causing problems for us right now! How are we supposed to be ready for a damn concert with him and his guys when we can't sing worth shit?! Our harmony is so terrible now that Raven isn't with us! We tried singing tonight and it wasn't up to our standards! That Lila chick has to fucking go!" Kess shouts at me as I jump up and cover her mouth.
"Girl if you holler in here one more time, I'm taking you outside and beating your ass. I'm not in the mood for this crap right now. I've had a terrible day and it seems to be getting worse," I tell her as she calms down and sits down.
"I don't want to know where your hand has been. The next time you do that, I'm going to bite you," she tells me as she takes a sip of her drink.
"If you acted like an adult, I wouldn't have had to do that," I tell her as she frowns at me. "Where my hand has been is none of your business."
"In other words, you've been pleasing Mister Big Boy over there," she says as Brian starts blushing.
"Girl mind your business," I tell her as she starts smirking at me.
"Figures you two would be doing something nasty. It's a Saturday night, if I wasn't dealing with that Eric guy, I would've been out finding someone to wax my ass. Would you happen to know where I can find a good looking decent straight man with his equipment?" She asks me as Brian's face went even redder than it was. "Aww, he's blushing. Man you have nothing to blush about. I say if you have it, fluent it."
"I just say shut up and mind your business. Stop making my man feel embarrassed," I tell her as she smirks at me again.
"You're lucky handsome. If I would have gotten to him before he got to you, I would have given him something to make him stay on the right team," she tells me as I shake my head at her.
"Not likely Kess," he tells her as he got up and walked around the table and sat in my lap. "I like male to male action and you can't provide that. You have the wrong plumbing for what I like."
"Gross, I don't want to hear any more about it," she tells him as he starts laughing at her.
"See I told you," he tells her as she shakes her head. "I'm really sleepy. I'm going on up."
"I'll be up in a bit," I tell him as the phone rings. "Hello?"
Now that I've calmed Justin down again and put him to sleep, I can start to listen to my messages. I don't know who it was that was calling for the last three hours, but whoever it was, they sure were persistent. This day has been long and too damned stressful. Between dealing with Paul and his crap about me and Justin getting married and listening to mom bitch about gay men in general, I'm really stressed as it is and I don't think I can deal with any more.
Listening to the first few messages, I delete them and keep on trucking. Not believing my ears when the tenth message started playing, it was JT. I don't fucking believe it, he called me, but from the sound of his voice I don't know why. Writing down his number, I skipped the rest of the message and move on to the other ones. Listening to the next few from Eric, one of the new management execs, I put two and two together and got why JT had called me. To better affirm my notion, the next message was from JT again and he was telling me what it was he was calling for.
It's been so long since I've heard from him and hearing him now, he doesn't sound so nice at all. I know I fucked things up with how things ended with us, but he doesn't have to sound so cold and heartless. It seems he's pissed off about some of the changes I made around at Freelance. I know I should have told him about those changes, but I couldn't. I didn't have the guts to call him, I couldn't bear to see or talk to him after what I had done with Justin. I love Justin now, but a piece of me still loves him, but like me, I'm sure he's moved on.
It probably wouldn't mean much to him right now, but I didn't mean for things to turn out the way they did. With the way things are with me and Justin, it probably wouldn't matter as much as I would think it would. I just feel I need to clear the air with him. I have his number, I'll just call and try my best to keep it all on business and hopefully nothing bad will happen.
"H-hi, JT it's me Lance," I say as it got quiet all of a sudden. "JT?"
"Lance I've been trying to reach you all evening. What the hell is going on at Freelance?" He asks me point blank as I turn on the laptop and start logging into the company's intranet. "Why is it that some creep named Eric is here in Orlando causing problems for Kess and the rest of 'Diamonds' ?"
"I'm sorry JT..." I say as he interrupts me.
"Sorry nothing Lance! What the hell is going on? What are you trying to pull behind my back?" He asks me. "The last time I checked, we both had the same number of stock shares in Freelance!"
"JT calm down, I..." I try to say as he cuts me off again.
"Calm down my ass! We are trying to get ready for a concert, a concert that you and N Sync will be involved in and yet you're trying to fuck that up!" He screams at me. "I don't know who this Eric fella is, but from what Kess says, he's already trying to ruin them and I believe her!"
"JT please calm down. What did Eric do?" I ask him.
"What did he do? He's fucking up their music is what he's doing! I thought it was our goal to make money, not lose it!" He screams as I got up and walked out of the bedroom.
"Well I gave him control to do what he felt would improve revenue and the image of Freelance. If he's doing something he shouldn't be..." I try explaining as he interrupts me yet again.
"He's already done it! When he went over my head and fired Raven Landon!" He shouted as I just covered my eyes and walked out onto the balcony.
"JT please, you're not giving me a chance to get a word in edgewise," I say to him as Justin walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me and start kissing my neck.
"No Lance! What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to fuck around and make me mad? Is that it? Do I need to cap your ass?" He asks me as I knew how bad his temper could get.
"No...no you don't have to cap me. I'm just trying to explain to you what's going on," I tell him as Justin starts working on my earlobe, turning me on more than I already was.
"Well maybe I do! When you start doing things behind my back and close me out, that's a sign that someone is trying to pull a fast one. I don't mind going to court and having Freelance shut down!" He screams as my greatest fears were about to come to life.
"JT don't! You can't do that! It's nothing like that! Honest it isn't!" I scream at him.
"Whatever it is, I'll address it on Monday when I see you in person," he tells me as the phone goes dead.
"Baby what's wrong?" Justin asks me as I turn off the phone and just look at him with tears in my eyes.
"JT is threatening to have Freelance shut down," I tell him as he looks at me strangely.
"The JT that you were with before me?" He asks me.
"Yeah baby, him. He thinks I'm trying to do things behind his back. He's pissed off with me right now and well...well in that state; he's liable to do anything. Regardless of what I tell him when he's pissed off, he's going to do whatever he wants to," I explain to Justin as he turns me around, kisses me on the mouth and then hugs me.
"Just give him time to calm down. He'll listen to you and see that you weren't trying to pull a fast one on him," he tells me as I look down and just wrap my arms around him and lay my head on his shoulder.
"I hope you're right baby. I've put too much time into Freelance, I can't lose it now," I tell him as a few tears fell from my eyes.
What's that noise? Is something wrong with daddy? It sounds like he's shouting with someone. He's so loud down there. It sounds like he has a microphone or something. I hope he's not shouting at Brian. Brian is a nice person; he doesn't deserve that kind of treatment. Poor Brian, all the stuff he's gone through and here it is again, he's going through more stuff because of my daddy. My daddy is evil, evil! I just knew he was going to do something to hurt poor Brian. If he will hurt my mommy, he will hurt him too.
Tipping to the door and opening it a little bit, I see that it's not Brian he's talking to, but someone on the phone. Kess is sitting at the table with him while Brian is standing at the stairs. He looks so sad and tired standing there. I don't know what happened, but I could bet my daddy said something to him to make him look that sad. Listening more to what he's saying, I don't know if he's to blame or what.
"He's already done it! When he went over my head and fired Raven Landon!" Daddy shouted as I jumped back a little bit, trying not to make too much noise so that Brian wouldn't hear me.
"No Lance! What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to fuck around and make me mad? Is that it? Do I need to cap your ass?" Daddy says to the person on the phone as Kess and Brian's eyes went wide.
I just stood there listening to all that was going on. After a few minutes had passed, daddy hung up the phone and Brian walked the rest of the way up the stairs. He passed my door without even a second look and walked right into daddy's room and closed the door. Daddy sat there at the table with Kess and he started crying. Handing her the phone, she hugged him and he just sat there crying. My daddy crying just looks strange. It's pretty late and I best get back to sleep before I draw attention to myself.
I'm so glad that this night is coming to an end. After all the stuff that went on from today, I'm totally in need of some much needed and deserved sleep. I wanted to talk to JT for a while, but since he and Kess are handling business stuff, I'll have to talk to him later. I left the two of them downstairs working and it'll probably be late into the wee hours before he comes to bed. Just what I need, a business man that I've fallen in love with that doesn't come to bed when he should. Oh well, I'll work on that later, right now, I'm going to hop into the shower and hopefully I can begin to forget this day.
Walking into the bathroom and opening the linen closet door, I grabbed a towel and a washcloth and walked over to the shower. Turning on the water to get it right for me, I pulled my shirt off and laid it on the sink. Undoing my belt and taking off my pants, I let them fall to the floor as I pushed my draws down and stepped into the water.
The water felt so good against my skin, it was like I had found the fountain of youth or something. As the water sprinkled over my body, I was starting to feel better, refreshed and calmed. After listening to JT scream on the phone with Lance, he started crying. The look on his face broke my heart. I couldn't bear to see him like that. I tried to go to him so that I could try to comfort him, but Kess stopped me. She told me not to bother him, that when he was like that, I should wait for him to come to me because it only made his mood worse. Taking her word, I just stood there at the top of the stairs as he sat there and cried.
From what Kess told me, he and Lance were together for a very long time. Their relationship ended when JT found out that Lance had been sleeping with Justin off and on while they were on tour. JT had confronted him about the situation, but he lied up and down about it. Not having enough information to prove that he and Lance were sleeping together, they tried to work things out. After more accusations, rumors and his shady past with Joey, the two of them couldn't fix things and Lance finally left him altogether.
That Lance Bass is lucky I wasn't around during that time, if I was, I would've kicked his ass for the shit he put that beautiful man through. JT didn't deserve any of that and he knows it. Now that I know that, I think that's the reason he's scared to be intimate with me. I'm not trying to rush things, but being around him civil all the time is a hard task. He's too damn sexy for me to stay in control all the time and he knows that. Pretty soon I'm going to attack him and won't be able to control myself.
I'm so fucking tired. I just need to get in bed and sleep for at least two fucking days, maybe three and I'll be back to normal. It's pretty late and Nikki isn't even back yet. I knocked on her door, but I got no answer. That's a surefire sign that she's out and she's still with that creep Nick. Why couldn't she have fallen for one of the other guys of Backstreet? Why did it have to be Nick Fucking Carter? Oh well, I'm not going to worry about that right now. I'm tired and I'm going to get in there and shower.
I'm betting Brian hopped into bed already and is probably sleeping. Kess told me that he was watching us from the stairs while I talked to Lance. After witnessing that, he probably thinks I'm a crazy maniac or something. I don't know why I let that bother me the way it did. As soon as I heard Lance's voice, I felt myself losing control and I couldn't stop myself. I bet he regrets singing that song to me now. If he'd known I was capable of all that anger, he would have kept his mouth closed. He's probably happy that we never slept together now that he's seen all of that. I'm not going to worry about that right now, I'm just going to take a shower and call it a night. This has been one of the longest days of my life it seems.
"Hmmm, it's dark in here. I guess he's asleep. I'll just sneak into the bathroom and get my shower," I say, walking into the bathroom to see that he wasn't sleeping at all.
Damn, he's in the shower and his body looks too damn fine with him standing there with the water falling off him like that. Damn, his ass is fine. If I didn't already like him, with assets like that, what's not to like. Should I join him or should I just wait for him to finish up? I know if I go in there with him, we'll end up doing something we might not need to do. But on the other hand, I'll probably regret this later and end up jerking off in the middle of the night while he's sleeping. Hell, fuck the rules, I have needs and I can't keep on living like this. This guy says he loves me; I need to show him what he's been trying to show me. It's about time I started living again.
Taking my clothes off and taking a deep breath, I open the shower stall door and steps in behind him. Kissing him on his neck, he tensed up and dropped the soap. Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his neck again.
"Hello handsome," I seductively say to him as he leans back into me and releases the breath he had been holding. "Calm down baby, it's only me."
"I am calm," he tells me as he tries to get his breathing under control. "Just a little shocked is all."
"No need to be shocked baby," I tell him as I let my hands trail teasingly up and down his sides as he moans and lets a giggle slide out.
"That tickles baby," he tells me as he turns around and kisses me tenderly. "Are you okay now?"
"Yeah I feel so much better now that I'm here with you," I tell him as he turns around in my arms and wrap his arms around my neck and we kiss again under the shower spray.
Having him in my arms like that made all the difference to me. When we started kissing again, it was like something in my mind just let loose and I held on to him like he was a lifesaver. I'm sure he felt my need because he pulled me closer to his body and our kissing seemed to deepen and move to a more physical level. In a matter of minutes, we were touching and grinding like we were grooving to a hot and sexual song in the middle of a crowded dance floor.
"Oh God baby, you're so hot," he tells me as my hands slid down to his ass.
"You're hot yourself stud," I tell him as I capture his laps again, pushing him up against the wall as he moves his arms from around my neck and let his hands trail down my sides, paying me back for my earlier move.
"That tickles baby," I tell him as he giggles again.
"I know it does, but I just love touching your body," he tells me as I looked into his eyes and saw the need there.
With no warning, I trailed kisses along his neck and shoulder and he commenced the moaning. The sounds he was making turned me on more and more and I had to be with him. Ignoring my mind, I started nipping at his neck quickly and then leaned towards his ear.
"I want you Brian, I want you now," I tell him as he looked me in the eye and the next thing I knew, he had wrapped his legs around me and then his arms.
"I want you too, go slow baby," he tells me as he reaches over and grabs the shower gel.
He handed me the shower gel and winked. Taking the bottle and opening it, I applied some of its contents to my dick and some in my hand. Applying some of the liquid to his ass, he closed his eyes and I prepared to enter him. Kissing him and looking deep into his eyes, I entered him and it was like a whole new world opened up to me. Closing his eyes tight, he started breathing quickly and his whole body tensed up.
"Baby you're so big," he tells me as he tried to get his breathing under control. "Take it slow and I'll be alright."
"I'm sorry Brian. If it's too much we don't have..."
"No baby, we're not stopping. I want this JT, I need this. I've waited a long time for us to get to this. We're at this point and I don't want to stop. There's no turning back now. Just give me a minute or two baby to adapt to how big you are," he tells me as I start kissing his neck and he starts moaning.
Here we are up against the wall, kissing and in the position to fuck. My mind was in heaven and each moan from his lips added more to the pleasure. Taking the initiative, I started moving in and out of him very slowly. At first he grunted like he was in pain, causing me to stop. I didn't want to hurt him, so I started to pull out of him and that's when he wrapped his legs around me tighter and kissed me hard on the lips.
"Baby I want you to fuck me hard and fast," he tells me as I raise an eye to him as he used his legs to pull me closer to him and he grabbed the towel rack. "I'll just use this to brace myself."
He started kissing me again and started moving his hips. >From his actions, I could tell that he had adapted to me and was ready to get on with things. As soon as I started moving with him, he released my lips and started moaning again. If I didn't know any better, I'd say Brian Littrell is a moaner, I just hope and pray he isn't a screamer.
"Oh God baby, fuck me, fuck me," he tells me, using the towel rack to brace himself into place as he pushed his body down to meet my thrusts into his ass. "Oh God baby, that's it, that's it. I want to feel you all the way in me."
"Damn Brian, if you keep that up I'll be shooting soon," I tell him as he started moving faster with me.
"Isn't that the goal of sex baby?" He asks me as he leaned in and captured my lips again as he wrapped one arm around me as we kissed more. "Oh God baby, I'm getting close."
Damn he's close to cumming and he hasn't even touched his dick yet. This is so fucking hot! I don't think I've ever had an experience like this in my whole entire life. Nathaniel, Quentin or Lance can't hold a flame to Brian. This man he is...he is the man that I've waited for all this time...
"Oh God baby, I'm...I'm...I'm cumming!" He screamed as he closed his eyes tight and the next thing I felt was his ass muscles working overtime on my dick and the sexual blazing feeling of his baby genes on my stomach and chest.
With his ass muscles pulling out all the stops on my dick the way they were, I felt my orgasm boiling up and my mind kicked back on and I pulled out of him and shot my load all over his crotch and legs. The both of us breathing fast and heavy, I wrapped my arms around him and held on to dear life as it felt like my world was spiraling out of control. I was high, and Brian Littrell was my drug of choice. Kissing him again, we let the warm water that seemed to be turning cold wash away the remnants of our sexual shower escapade.
Passing him a towel, the two of us dried off and stepped out of the shower stall. Standing there in front of him, I reached out and took his hand in mine and we kissed again. Walking back into the bedroom, we both climbed into the bed and kissed again.
"I love you Brian," I tell him, not expecting those words to be spoken from my lips to another man again.
"I love you too," he tells me as he wraps his arms around me and snuggled up to me as we both drifted off to sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED...
I don't know any of the members of «N SYNC, Backstreet Boys or any other celebrities mentioned. I don't know anything about their sexual orientation or the orientation of any other celebrities in this story (even though I wish some of them were gay). This story is fiction and you shouldn't take it for anything else but that. This is for entertainment value only folks.