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This is a piece of fiction.  None of the non celebrity characters are real. I am not implying any
thing about the sexual orientation of any of the members of NSYNC.  In addition, I am not
affiliated with the band or Jive Records.  Of course if I was, I wouldn't be writing any of this.

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do not continue.  Thank you

By Joseph Wallace


When we got back inside of the house Joey and I decided to take a shower.  It was evident that we
were both aroused, but we didn't have sex.  We just kissed and washed each other.  It was the most
erotic and sensual experience that I had ever had.  We just kissed and hugged.

Afterwards, we laid in bed and talked about everything.  We talked about his childhood his family, my
family, our dreams, everything!  It was a perfect end to a wonderful night.

"Wow.  I think the sun is about to rise.  I think we better go to sleep."  I said

"Yeah.  I don't want to be all ugly for TRL tomorrow.  Good night Mr. Taylor."  Joey said, kissing me

"Good night Mr. Fatone."

We feel asleep in each other's arms dreaming of endless possibilities.  If our relationship progressed, I
just hoped that he would be able to except all of the complications in my life.


I was trapped in darkness.  There was no where to run.  I could only feel my self walking blindly along a corridor of some sort.  In the distance, I could see a door open slowly and letting end a pinch of light.  I immediately ran towards it and peeked inside.  I could hear muffled voices accompanied by what sounded like I Promise You, NSYNCs latest hit, but there was no one in the room.

In a blink of an eye, a force sucked me inside.  In the middle of the room, Joey was tied to a table and there were these faceless people around him.  I didn't notice that I was completely naked, but somehow it didn't matter.  I felt I was there to save him.  "Yes!!!"  That was it.  I was supposed to save him from these people.  All of a sudden, a man was standing there with a knife and he was about to hurt Joey.  "Fuck you and your fame Fatone!"  the man started screaming.  I immediately lunged forward and yelled "Leave him a lone!!!  Leave him the fuck alone!!!!"

"Phil!  Wake up!!  Wake up!!!"

"Leave Joey alone!!!!" I screamed as I lashed out in my sleep.

"No one is hurting me! I am fine.  You were just dreaming."  Joey pleaded as he tried to wake me.

I opened my eyes, turned around to look at Joey and I nearly lost it.  "Oh my God Joey, you are ok?"  I grabbed his face and kissed him strongly.  It was a kiss of relief.

"Yeah.  I'm fine.  What was wrong babe?"

"They were trying to kill you.  In my dream.  They had you on this table and they were trying to hurt you.  I am so sorry.  I had...I had to stop them."  I couldn't take it.  The emotion exploded and I started to cry.  Slowly at first, then my body quaked with sobs.

Joey wrapped his arms around me and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I had to protect you."  I whispered

"Baby, I'm fine.  There is nothing wrong."  Joey tried to reassure me, but I was in a zone.  It was a sign.  Something bad was going to happen.  I had had these dreams before.  They always came to me, especially when it concerned someone for whom I had strong feelings.

"It was so weird Joey.  You were on this table and this guy was standing next to you with a knife.  Then, he screamed 'Fuck you and your fame Fatone!'  He was about to hurt you when I jumped at him and woke up."

"It was probably just the food we ate last night.  Don't worry about it.  I am fine.  No one is going to hurt me."

"You are probably right.  Nothing to worry about.'  I said with a not so convincing look on my face.

"As long as I'm here with you, I am all good."  Joey said, planting a soft kiss on my lips.

I pulled Joey close to me for more, opening my mouth and thrusting my tongue forward.  I wanted him to make love to me.  I needed him close to me.  I wanted him to take this anxiety away.

Joey broke the kiss for a moment and stared into my eyes.  "Hey Frisky.  You seem almost recovered from your dream."  He said squeezing my hard member.

"I need you Joey.  I want you to fuck me.  Hard."  I growled

Joey rolled on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.  I grabbed the lube out of the night stand draw and stroked some on his cock.  His head fell back as he moaned.  When I was sure that he was well lubricated, I guided his cock towards my opening.

"Hard!" I hissed between clenched teeth.

Joey thrusted his whole cock inside of me.  I arched my back in pain and pleasure and screamed.
He pounded into me with wild abandoned as I pushed forward with each thrust.  I was consumed in a haze of euphoria as he pounded against my prostate.

His body was pressed tightly against mine, creating a mind numbing friction against my cock that was lubricated by our sweat.  I couldn't take it any more.  "I'm going to cum."  I moaned

I exploded on his chest.  My inner muscles squeezed his cock and I could feel him release inside of me.  Joey collapsed on top of me and we both just looked at each other and cracked up.

"Wha...What got into you."  He said, trying to breath.

"I don't know.  I guess I just needed you as close to me as possible.  That dream really bothered me."

"Do you feel better."

"Absolutely!"  I squealed.

"I know that this is bad to say, but an occasional nightmare doesn't seem to bad after all."

We laughed hysterically for about 30 seconds.  After laughing and cuddling a little more, I jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom,  pulling Joey with me.  While in the shower we made love again.  This time, it was slower and more sensual.  After we both climaxed and finished washing each other, we headed down stairs to the kitchen.

I guided Joey to the living room and popped in a DVD of Superman.  That was one of the things I discovered about him, he LLOOOVEED Superman.  Hopefully, he would watch it until I finished making breakfast.

I left Joey in the living room, went into the kitchen and began preparing our morning feast.


"Who the hell could that be.  It is only 9:00 PM."  I thought as I picked up the phone.


"Hey sexy."

"Rob.  What's up? Where are ya?"  I said cheerily

"I am still at the hotel.  JC and I woke up this morning and did it again.  Not only is that boy packing a monster, but he has an insatiable appetite.  Whew!  I am worn out."

"Really?  That is new for you.  Where is JC anyway."

"He went to take a shower.  He tried to get me to take one with him, but I refused.  Like I said, I'm worn out and I know what would happen if I got in the shower.  I saw him grab his cell phone before going to the bathroom, so he is probably calling one of the boys.  Probably sharing all!"

Both Rob and I started to crack up.  While we were chatting, I could hear a shrill ring come from upstairs.  It didn't sound like my business line, or cell phone, so I assumed it was Joey's cell.

"Joey, I think your cell phone is ringing."

"Ok.  I'll get it."

Joey sprinted upstairs.  Rob and I continued to chat about last night and what we had planned today.  JC had invited him to the MTV studios for TRL.  Joey hadn't said anything, but I am sure that he would ask later.  After all, we were supposed to be spending the day together.

"Phil, I betta go.  I wanna order room service before JC gets out of the bathroom.
You think they have chocolate syrup?"

"Shouldn't you order breakfast?"

"Well, the chocolate isn't exactly for breakfast."  Rob said slyly.

"EEEWWW!  You are just as bad as JC.  I thought you said you were tired?"

"I am,  but he is soooooo good.  Maybe you, Joey, JC and I can do a little quad action."

"Goodbye Rob."  I said before hanging up.

I was almost done with breakfast.  I wasn't exactly sure what Joey liked, so I whipped up a little of everything.  I hope he was hungry, because there was going to be a lot of food.

Shortly after I set the table, Joey came down stairs.  It was funny, we were both still in our birthday suits.  Who needed clothes?

"Wow Phil.  You really went all out.  Their is a little bit of everything on this table."

"Well I wasn't sure what you liked, so I decided to make different things."

"Cool  because I'm starving.  By the way, would you like to do TRL with me today. I mean, you won't be on stage, but you can sit in the audience with Rob."

"I would love to!  I thought you'd never ask.  Anyway, how did you know Rob was going."

"That was JC on the phone.  He called to brag about having sex like 5 times since last night.  I think he likes Rob."

"Probably not as much as I like you." I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

I kissed Joey and felt that familiar stir down below.

"We betta eat before we find our selves being bad, again."  Joey said

Joey and I sat to eat.  I guess we were both hungry because we just shoveled food in our mouths for 45 minutes.  We didn't even speak.  We just grunted to signal the other to pass a dish, or beverage that was out of reach.

After we ate, we retired to the living room and finished watching Superman.  Although it was temporary, it was nice to be with Joey.  These past couple of days have been so much fun.  I couldn't believe how natural it was for us to just be together.  It was easy and it felt right.  I hope he felt the same way after I told him more about my past.

I still couldn't help but to think about the crazy dream I had.  I was kind of worried.  I didn't tell Joey, but this wasn't the first time that this happened.  I could always sense things.  Whether I was sleeping, day dreaming, or sometimes I just had a feeling.  Ever since I was around seven I could see things and do things.

My my moms grandmother, my nana, was the only one that listened to me because she could see and do things as well.  She always knew when things were going to happen.  I thought she was a witch.  I remember her saying, "Your gifts are from God sweetie and even though people won't understand, you are for good.  She also told me that my gifts would lead me to love.  I hope she was right."

"Phil."  Joey said softly.  I was so spaced that I didn't even hear him talking to me.

"Phil!"  Joey said shaking me.

"Huh?  What?  Oh, I am sorry baby.  I just spaced for a second."

"For second.  You were gone for about 10 minutes.  What is wrong?  You looked worried."

"Joey, I want to be honest with you.  I've had my dreams come true in the past.  It's like I know when they are meant to be warnings and I feel like this is one of those times.  I know it may seem weird, I want you to send the message out to your body guards."

"Baby, but..."

"Joey!"  I interrupted immediately.  "I don't want to hear any buts.  I like you a lot.  I don't know where this is going, but I don't want to lose you before I even have a chance to show you how much I care."

Joey grabbed me in his arms and rocked me a little.  I felt like I wanted to lock him up in my house and never let him go.  Then, at least I'd know he was safe.  Of course that would be silly and he would think I was a psycho.  I guess I would just have to be patient and hope that nothing weird happened.

After taking a small nap on the sofa, Joey and I got dressed.  Now, it was about Noon and he needed to be at the hotel by 1:30 PM.  The limo would be coming soon and I needed time to pick out something fun.

I didn't want to get over dressed.  I do that for work all the time.  I decided to throw on a nice charcoal gray, ribbed turtle-neck and a pair of shiny jeans accompanied by my black boots and leather jacket.

"You know Phil, you always look so hot."  Joey said while adjusting his crotch."

"Down boy.  We have some place to be."

Joey gave me that "I am going to eat you" look as he started to advance toward me.  At that moment, the limo must of pulled up because I heard the horn beeping outside.  Shortly afterwards, the bell started to ring.

Joey reached for me and gave a really passionate kiss while grinding into me.  The bell rang again.

"Saved by the bell."  he whispered.

"Yeah.  Saved by the bell."

Later on at the MTV Studios.

"Hey Everyone.  Give NSYNC a warm round of applause for there performance."  Carson Daley shouted into the mic.

The guys got up and bowed.  They really did do an excellent job.  They sang their remake of "Just Got Paid."  I loved it.  Rob and I didn't want to be to obvious about our connection with the guys, so we danced in the back of the crowd.

The crowd of screaming fans were being ushered out of the studio.  A few people, who apparently won some "meet and greet" privileges stayed behind to talk to the guys.  This kind of made me nervous,  especially when I heard a techno version of "I Promise You" playing in the background.  Butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach and my senses were on edge.

Something told me to get a little closer to the guys.  One of the bodyguards was standing on the side, so I decided to whisper in his ear "be sure to pay special attention to the male fans."  Dre, at least I think that was his name, gave me a very strange look and said, "ok" very nonchalantly.

The guys chatted with the fans and signed a couple of autographs.  One of the guys seemed to be especially interested in Joey.  They were off on the side chatting.

"So Joey, do you get back to Brooklyn very often?"  The guy asked.

"Sometimes.  I still have a couple of family members in the old hood.  Are you from Brooklyn?"

"Yeah.  So, do you think you are to good for the neighborhood."  The guy asked with a touch of acid in his voice.

At this point, I could hear the progression of the conversation as I slowly approached Joey and the stranger.

"Can I help you sir?" one of the stage guys asked.

"No.  I am with the band."  I quickly flashed him one of my business cards.  "I do public relations and one of my responsibilities is to spend a day getting to know the band and their target audience."

"Ok.  If I can get you anything, anything at all, just come and get me.  My name is Charlie."
Charlie shook my hand and let his eyes linger on my crotch.  I cleared my throat and sent him running off with a red face.

I was now standing in the back ground of Joey and the male fan.  I could vaguely hear what they were saying, but something was telling me that he had bad intentions.

Joey was a little overwhelmed by the guy that was standing before him.  He seemed somewhat familiar and he was certainly to bold.  Joey thought about Phil's dream.

"Did you hear me Fatone?"  The guy asked.  "Do you think you do good for the people in the old neighborhood?"

"No.  I love Brooklyn.  Why would you say something like that?"  Joey asked nervously.

The young man seemed to get a little anxious as he looked around.  He eased his hand inside of his inner jacket pocket and growled, "Don't be cute with me Joey.  It is typical that you don't even remember me.  You know what, FUCK YOU AND YOUR FAME FATONE!"

The phrase echoed in my ears.  The guy was about to pull something out of his pocket, but before he could do anything, I ran forward and pushed Joey out of the way.  Indeed, the guy had knife and started screaming obscenities, as he slashed in our direction.  "Phil!  Move out of the way."  Joey screamed as he ran towards me.  I immediately pushed him back.  Security was coming forward, but I didn't have time to wait because the guy was pursuing Joey and I as we stepped back.

"I will just have to kill you both!!!!!"  he screamed.
He slashed in our direction again and I  jumped out of the way.  The only thing I could think about was protecting Joey.

The rest of the band noticed the commotion and begin to disperse and get help.  The weirdo leaped towards Joey with the knife.  I don't know what came over me, but my foot connected with his face and I grabbed the hand that held the shiny piece of steel.  Once I disarmed him I round housed him and he was out.

I immediately ran to Joey.  I wanted to hug him but I just asked him, "Are you ok?"  "Ye...Yeah I'm fine." he said somewhat dumfounded

Joey grabbed me in a tight hug.  I was a little hesitant to hug him because I didn't know who was around, but I just gave in to his embrace. When I looked around, Security was ushering the guy out of the studio and into the hallway.  The police had been called and they probably wanted to take a statement.  Rob and the rest of the guys gathered around Joey and I and just stood silently.  Of course I could count on Rob to break the silence.

"Did you know that guy Joey?  It seemed like it was personal?"  Rob inquired.

"No.  I mean, he looked a little familiar, but he just started asking me about Brooklyn before he went all Norman Bates on me."  Joey said while still holding me.

"Man Phil, where the hell did you learn how to fight like that.  It was like you were Buffy or something."  Chris asked.

I couldn't help but to laugh at Chris' enthusiasm and question.  "I don't know.  I just didn't want him to hurt Joey.  I had to stop him.  I had to stop him."

Joey was still clinging to me.  I turned around and saw some tears welling in his eye.  I whipped his face with the back of my hand and he whispered a soft "thank you."

The police came and took statements from Joey, me and the guys.  They found out that the assailant's name was Matthew Johns.  Joey recognized the name from when he was in elementary school.  The guy was being taken down to the station for booking.  They were still questioning him, but they were able to discover that he had a personal vedette against Joey that had something to do with an argument they had in the fourth grade.

"Damn.  That was such a long time ago.  I didn't even remember him.  Talk about issues!  In fourth grade,  he took my favorite pencil, so we had a shoving match on the school playground."  Joey said while laughing.

He was still a little shaken up, but he was in a much better mode and I could tell that he had a lot of questions.  He looked at me with relief, but he was also somewhat perplexed.


"I know.  We have to talk."


After the police talked to us a little more and promised to be in contact, we were ushered to the waiting limos.  Rob and I were ushered to another car that was waiting.  Management as well as security were aware that the guys dated guys, but they needed to keep it quiet.

Rob and I were ushered into the hotel five minutes after the guys went upstairs.  Dre was with us and he kept staring at me.

"Phil.  Can I ask you a question."  Dre asked.

"Sure.  Shoot."

"How did you know that that guy was going to go all psycho on Joey."

"Honestly Dre.  I have always been able to sense when someone I love is going to get hurt or if they are in trouble.  I had a weird dream last night and..."

"You love Joey?"  Rob interrupted

"No.  I am very fond of Joey.  Goodness.  We just met."  I laughed nervously.

Rob and Dre just looked at each other and laughed.

"Well Phil, we need to hire you as a bodyguard, because you kicked some as today.  Did you take self-defense?"  Dre asked.

"No.  I just sort of thought about the moves and I executed them.  It was really kind of strange."

We got on to the elevator and rode up in silence.  The guys had the whole 37th floor to themselves.

When we got off of the elevator.  Joey and Lance were moving some stuff over to another room."

"What's up?"  I asked

"Oh nothing.  Joey decided to let JC have the single room and he is moving to another single room."  Lance offered.

"Lance and Joey dropped the stuff on the bed in the empty room.  Rob ran off to find JC and I was just standing around a little confused."

"Well, I am going to leave you to to talk.  Will you be hanging out with us later, Phil?"

"If Joey is up to it."

Joey gave Lance an affirmative nod.

"Cool.  Latah."  Lance said before exiting the new room.

As soon as the door closed, Joey pulled me close and hugged me.

"Baby.  I am so glad you were there today.  I mean, everything is kinda strange, but you really saved my life and I am so thankful."  Joey said with a tear streaming from his eye.

"Joey.  I know we have only known each other for a couple of days, but I really like you.  The thought of someone trying to take you away from me, drove me insane.  There was no way I was going to let him hurt you...no way."  I said as I got choked up.



"Are you going to turn into an alien or something?"

"No."  I laughed.

"Are you sane and functional?"

"Well, besides my obsession with Pokemon and Wonder Woman, I am your average guy."

"So, you are just special, like psychic?"

"I think so.  I'm more empathic.  I can't tell the future, or anything like that.  I just know what the people around me are feeling.  If someone needs my help, or if they are opening up to me, I just help.  I use to be scared, but now I am ok with it.  Are you?"

"Yeah.  I don't think you are weird.  I am just intrigued.  What about the fighting.  Are you like some kind of 'chosen one' or something?"  Joey said while still holding me.

"I don't think so."  I said while laughing.  "I have always been a natural athlete.  What I did today was out of fear and lo...yeah out of fear."

Joey released me and looked into my eyes.  His eyes were moist from tears.  I didn't know that he was crying.

"Why are you crying."  I said.

"Because I think I am falling in love with you."

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