Here we go with Part 17 -- and I'm behind schedule once again. Work is getting more and more crazy -- we are putting together proposals on some really awesome projects, but it is definitely taking up a fair amount of my free time.
One of the things that seems to be a tradition on here is for authors to mention some of their favorite stories... I have been an avid reader of quite a few: Just Together (Celebrity section), Brian and Me, Jamie's Romance, My Surprise Romance, Lance in Shining Armour, Studio in the Country, Lucky Me, Not Meant to Be, Twist of Fate, Mile High Meeting, Model Romance, Beneath It All and the list goes on. My email address is email@example.com, if you feel inclined to write and let me know what you think or just want to chat.
Now on to the standard disclaimers. I doubt that anything I write will make any difference since if you found this little gathering place on the World Wide Web you're probably going to go ahead and read what's here no matter what anyone says. But here it goes anyway...
If you have a problem reading about guys who like other guys as something more than just friends, you need to go find some other place to poke around. If you are under the legal age to read erotic fiction where you live, you probably wouldn't get in trouble for reading this story, but you really don't belong here. And most importantly, many of the names mentioned in this story have been changed to protect the guilty (or is that supposed to be the innocent?). Under no circumstances will I disclose whether or not I actually know any of The Backstreet Boys or any other celebrity who may make an appearance. Nor do I believe in outing people, so I will not disclose any information about the true sexual orientation of anyone mentioned in this story.
Previously in the story of Nick and the Altos
As we walked back into the room where we had been earlier, I turned to Nick and said, "You dick! Why'd you start looking at me?"
"Cause you were so cute and I love you," he replied.
"If your management people didn't hate me before, they are going to totally hate me now."
As it turned out they were pretty pissed and we got a serious lecture about how we needed to be more careful in public. The management group was sure that it wouldn't take very long for the press to find out who I was and learn I was gay. It dawned on me at that point that no one had said anything to them about Nick's and my relationship. They would really have gone through the roof if they had known about that.
A few minutes later we went out to the limo and headed back to the hotel. Nick announced that he was going to spend the night at my house and he would see them in the morning. Kevin gave him a mini-lecture about being careful and making sure we were back at the hotel by 10 a.m. so they could get to the airport in time.
We went and got Gracie from Nick's suite and left for my car. We stopped for some groceries on the way to Lookout Mountain. When we got home Gracie went charging off to see what had invaded her domain while we had been gone. Nick and I put our bags in my room and then went back into the great room where I started a fire in the fireplace. Once it was blazing away I joined Nick on the couch. I'll bet you can't guess what happened next...
If you're hoping we started screwing our brains out, you're going to be sadly disappointed. Nick and I began what turned into yet another extremely passionate and tender kissing session. Eventually our growling stomachs became way too noticeable and we decided it was time to satisfy another kind of hunger.
Fortunately both of us were completely over any embarrassment over getting turned on, because I know I was completely excited and it was obvious Nick was too as we got up off the couch. We gave each other one last kiss before heading into the kitchen to fix dinner.
Now I'm not going to say that a fair amount of touching and kissing didn't take place as we cooked dinner. Every time we had a couple of minutes between preparation steps, we were back at it... Isn't love wonderful.
We went out on the deck for dinner. It was a bit on the chilly side but still pleasant. Gracie spent a minute or two looking at Nick and then atme, hoping for a little consideration for an apparently starving dog. When she realized she couldn't sucker either one of us, she curled up on the deck next to the table and took yet another nap.
We didn't talk a lot during dinner, just enjoyed the fresh smell of the mountain air and the pine trees. I know I was thinking about how difficult tomorrow was going to be. Here we had only know each other for a few days and only admitted our love for each other yesterday. Now we were being separated and didn't know when we would see each other again.
I don't know how long I had been lost in thought, but I guess had been awhile when I realized Nick was talking to me.
"Mikey, where did you go off to?"
"Sorry, sort of deep in thought I guess."
"My guess is that it wasn't exactly happy thoughts."
"No... I can't believe how much I'm going to miss you, Nick. I don't think I've ever felt this way about anyone before."
"Same here. I'm trying not to think about it."
"Having any luck?"
"So you done eating?"
"I guess. Not much of an appetite tonight."
I stood up and walked behind him and bent over, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek, "I love you so much, Nick."
When I let go Nick stood up and we took our dishes inside and Nick started to fill the sink to wash them. I told him we could just put them in the dishwasher because I was going to stay here for a few days before heading back to Orange County.
After putting the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and feeding Gracie, we went back to the couch. I turned on the TV and we cuddled on the couch and watched for a while. I can't describe how wonderful it felt laying there with his arms around me. I didn't want the moment ever to end. Unfortunately, the need to pee eventually became too great and I had to get up.
When I got back from the bathroom, Nick was on the phone. I put some more wood on the fire and went and got us something to drink. By the time I sat down next to Nick, he had hung up.
"Who were you talking to?" I asked.
"Nothing really. I just asked him to make my room look like someone had spent the night so no one suspects I wasn't there tonight."
"Why did you call Kevin instead of Brian?"
"I don't know, I guess I'm trying to reach out to him a bit more. I know he really cares and I've been sort of pulling away for quite a while. With what's happened between us and me having to leave I think I'm going to need him more than I have in a long time."
I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss, "You know I'm the luckiest guy in the world."
"Nope, I am."
"So how about we are the two luckiest guys in the world?"
"Works for me."
We lay there and cuddled for another hour or so and then Nick suggested we jump in the hot tub before heading to bed. I went outside to get the cover off while Nick went and got some towels from the bathroom. I was getting undressed when he came out on the deck. When I was down to my boxers I started to climb in but Nick stopped me.
"I don't think you need these, boyfriend," Nick said as he reached over and pulled my boxers down.
I was a little embarrassed, but didn't stop him. Once they were off I climbed in and sat down and prepared to watch him get undressed. Fortunately, he just got undressed and climbed in, he didn't try to be cute and do a strip tease. That's all I would have needed in my horny state.
When Nick first climbed in he sat across from me. It didn't take him long to slide around until he was sitting next to me. It didn't take much longer for us to start kissing. I got excited pretty damned quickly and it didn't take long before I started to worry that I wasn't going to be able to keep myself under control much longer. We weren't even doing all that much exploring with our hands, but kissing Nick was such an incredible turn on...
I pulled away and he got this funny, sort of confused look on his face. "What did you stop for?" Nick asked.
"I was getting way too close," I admitted.
"Why, you have a hair trigger or something?" he said, grinning.
"Yeah, right now anyway. At least you've gotten some relief recently, unlike me."
"Well it's not like I'm not getting pretty excited too. I don't think I have ever kissed anyone who got me as excited as you do."
"I thought you never kissed anyone before?"
"So how would you know?"
"I don't, really, but I doubt I could get more turned on just kissing someone than I am now. And I definitely don't have any interest in finding out."
"Awww, no wonder I love you so much," I said as I leaned over and kissed him again. "You ready to head inside?"
"Yeah, we need to get up early in the morning."
We climbed out of the hot tub, dried off and gathered up our clothes. I called Gracie in from her excursion and went inside. I set up the coffee maker to brew automatically in the morning and then we went to bed. I don't know that it was a very good idea, but neither one of us pulled on our boxers before crawling under the covers. We got in from opposite sides but rolled into each others arms and a kiss.
The kissing went on for quite a while and got pretty passionate, but we controlled ourselves once again. I honestly didn't know how long I was going to be able to keep my raging hormones under control, but we managed to actually get to sleep. Falling asleep with Nick holding me in his arms was the most wonderful feeling...
The next thing I remember was having someone shaking my shoulder.
"Mikey, wake up. Mikey?"
"Mikey, wake up..."
"Ummm, cause you're... uh, you sounded like you were about to... you know?"
"Oh, shit! I'm sorry, Nick, I was sleeping. Well, I was dreaming."
"I gathered that, from what you were saying in your sleep."
"Oh, shit," I said blushing.
"Don't worry, Mikey, at least you were saying my name and not someone else's," Nick said, smiling at me.
"Nope, you were definitely in the midst of what was getting ready to become a wet dream. And I suspect it would have been a really, really wet dream."
If I wasn't already beet red, that comment definitely caused it to happen.
"Mikey, it's ok. I mean, there's no doubt in my mind that you want it as much as I do. And one day, hopefully soon, that part won't be a dream any more."
Nick reached over and pulled me back to him and gave me a kiss. After the kiss I snuggled up and lay my head on his shoulder and lay there feeling him breathe. All too soon I heard the coffeemaker beeping away to let us know that it was done brewing. I gave Nick another kiss and crawled out of bed to get us some coffee.
When I got back to the bedroom Nick was grinning at me as I handed him his mug.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Just that even though it isn't very big, it's really cute. Don't need to worry about me trading it in for another model."
"Would you quit making fun of it? It's almost the same size as yours and everyone knows Nick Carter is not a giant among men."
"Hey, only a few people know that."
"And no one else had better find out. I want it all for myself."
"I'm not planning on sharing with anyone else."
"I think I'm going to go take a shower. See you in a few minutes," I said as I kissed him and got back up off the bed.
I went into the bathroom and shaved and brushed. Then I turned on the shower and, once the water was adjusted to nice and hot, stepped in. I started washing my hair and suddenly noticed cold air on my back side.
"Feel like some company?" Nick asked.
"You think this is a good idea?"
"Oh, yeah. Most definitely."
Nick took over washing my hair. Once he was through he picked up the bar of soap and started washing my back. Then he wrapped his arms around me and started to lather up my chest. He moved further down and, needless to say, I got pretty damned excited. I was so turned on...
"Nick, I don't think we're ready to do this," I said as his hand brushed my erection.
"I'm not going to jerk you off or anything, just washing you."
"You may not be doing anything, but I'm getting way too excited."
He moved his hands back up to my chest and then back down to my abdomen. He didn't put his hand on my erection, but occasionally would brush it with the back of his hand. I noticed my breathing getting really heavy and he turned me around and pulled me close and started kissing me.
It didn't take long before I exploded in the most intense orgasm of my life. If he hadn't been holding me I'm sure I would have collapsed on the floor of the shower.
Once I recovered my strength, I gave him the deepest kiss. "God, Nick, that was unbelieveable. I can't even imagine what it is going to be like when we are trying to do something."
"Guess we need to start all over with the soap now after the mess you just made," he said, grinning.
The rest of the shower was pretty damned wonderful. There was lots of kissing and we took our time washing each other. It was the first time either one of us had touched each other from head to toe. We didn't get carried away but we were both pretty excited.
We got dressed quietly and slowly, since there were rather frequent stops to kiss. Nothing intense or long, just intimate. When we were finished I stood in front of Nick and wrapped my arms around his waist and looked up into his eyes and said, "I love you so much, Nicky. I can't believe you're having to leave."
"I know, we're just getting started and we're getting separated," he said, with tears in his eyes.
"Separated physically, but not emotionally. I hate to see our phone bills."
We kissed and then walked out of the bedroom with our arms around each other. Nick fed Gracie and let her out while I fixed us a light breakfast of fruit, bagels and more coffee. While we were eating Nick's phone rang. You guessed it, Kevin was calling to make sure that we were up. After assuring him that we would be leaving with plenty of time to spare, Nick said goodbye and went back to eating.
All too soon it was time to leave for town. I let Gracie back inside and then Nick and I got in the car and started the trip to downtown Denver. Traffic wasn't too bad since we were catching the tail end of rush hour. We talked intermittently about a variety of subjects, avoiding the difficult one. I pulled up to valet parking and Nick and I got out and went inside. We took the elevator up to the floor where their suites were located and knocked on Kevin and Kristin's door.
Everyone else was there except for Brian and Leighanne, who arrived shortly after we did. Nick and I stood talking to Kevin. Nick had his right hand in the back pocket of my jeans, something AJ took note of as he walked up behind us.
"So how's the sex life going these days, guys?"
I don't know who turned redder, Nick or I.
"See Howie, I knew they were doing it. If they weren't they wouldn't be embarrassed."
"We haven't done IT yet, AJ," Nick said.
"Then why are you blushing?"
"Because I'm modest. Kissing I won't deny, but sex is still a ways off."
"I sure wish you two would hurry up and get started so the suspense will be over with."
"What suspense?" I asked.
"The suspense of when Nicky's going to lose his virginity, for one. And then the other is when you two are finally going to start banging each others brains out."
"Why are you so interested in our sex lives, AJ? Do you get some thrill out of visualizing Nick and I doing it?"
"No, but it gives me something to harass you guys about."
"Whatever..." I said.
"Hey Nick, Mikey, can you guys come in here for a minute?" Kristin said, walking towards the bedroom.
Nick and I looked at each other wondering what was up and then followed her. When we got inside, she shut the door and sat down on the bed. Nick and I went over and sat on the floor and leaned up against the wall.
"AJ can be such a jerk at times, I hope he didn't get to you guys," she said.
"No, I'm used to it. I felt sorry for Mikey having to listen to him though," Nick said.
"It's no big deal. Remember, I have an older brother."
"Listen, that's not why I wanted to talk to you. I just wanted to know how you are doing and if you're going to be ok when we leave this morning?"
Neither one of us spoke up right away. Finally, Nick broke the ice, "It really is going to suck, Kristin. You know what it's like being apart from Kevin, but at least you guys have had time together to build your relationship. We've had two days."
Nick reached over and picked up my hand and moved it to his lap, holding it in both of his hands. He looked over at me and I could tell he was on the verge of crying.
I turned to Kristin and said, "Nick and I know we love each other deeply and it isn't that we're worried that one of us is going to cheat or anything, it's just..."
"I'm going to miss him so much. Laying on the couch, holding his hand, falling to sleep in each other's arms. For this being my first time, I sure have gotten used to our being together quickly," Nick said.
"You know you guys think you've only been together for a couple of days, but that's just how long it's been since you admitted to each other how you felt. You guys have been hanging all over each other for quite a while and sleeping together for at least a week. You were both just too naive or scared to realize what was going on."
"Yeah, I guess," I said, "But that doesn't mean I'm going to miss it any less."
"I didn't mean it that way, Mikey," Kristin said, "Just remember that your relationship has been building for more than two days so it's stronger than you guys think."
"Jeez, Mikey, I hadn't thought about it like that. Maybe we should go ahead and do it since we've been close for so long," Nick said to me.
"I didn't mean you had to jump into a sexual relationship, Nick," Kristin said.
"Just kidding, mom," Nick said, laughing.
I started laughing and was looking at his face and didn't see the pillow flying towards him. Kristin's aim left something to be desired and it hit me in the head, not Nick.
"Hey, what was that for? Nick's the one who said it, not me!"
"So I missed. Throw it at your boyfriend if you want."
Instead, I leaned over and kissed him. We lingered for a few seconds until we became aware of Kristin making some weird noises to attract our attention.
"Umm, sorry about that, Kristin," Nick said.
"It's not the first time I've seen two guys kiss, Nick. I just didn't want you getting too carried away in front of me."
There was a knock at the door and then Kevin poked his head in told us that it was time to leave for the airport.
"You coming with us?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, I'm not saying goodbye any sooner than absolutely necessary."
"Guys, if you need to talk, call me any time. And that means both of you," Kristin said.
We both thanked her and, after we got up off the floor, we went over and hugged her. We went out and Nick stopped to pick up his bags from his suite before we headed down to the waiting limo. The ride to the airport was typically crazy with AJ giving Nick and me a bunch of crap. We pretty much ignored him, spending as much time as possible cuddling up and holding hands.
As we pulled up to Denver International Airport, Kevin told us that we needed to keep as far apart as possible until we got inside the VIP lounge. We were both good the entire time we were in the public eye. I walked and talked with Kristin and Nick did the same with Brian and Leighanne. Once we got inside the lounge, though, we went off to as private a corner as we could find and cuddled up on a couch.
Nick was laying on his back and I was sort of on top of him against the back of the couch. We would kiss gently for a while and then stop and just lay there with me running my fingers up and down on his chest. We didn't say much of anything, just lay there enjoying our closeness and wishing the moment wasn't about to end.
Kevin came over after a while and said the plane was loaded and they were waiting for the guys so they could depart. Nick and I got up off the couch and walked over where everyone else was standing. I got hugs from everyone as they went to board the plane. Nick was last and it was obvious he didn't want to let go any more than I did. After what was probably only a few seconds, but seemed much longer, Kevin came back and tapped us on our shoulders and led us out. I went out to the gate with them and said a final goodbye.
I waited until the plane was pushed back and then I began the lonely walk back to the limo. It seemed like it took forever. After I exited from the tram and took the escalator up to the ground level, the message indicator on my phone started beeping. I called my voice mail to see who had called.
"I love you and I miss you so much already. Talk to you soon, cutie," Nick's voice said to me. That's one message I wasn't deleting.
As I approached the waiting limo, the driver got out and opened the back door. It was amusing to watch all the people look at me trying to figure out if they should know who I was. I rarely use limos myself since I enjoy driving so much and they are way too pretentious for my taste. I guess you are probably thinking 'what is that brat talking about when he says a limo is pretentious when he drives a Ferrari' but it's totally different, at least IMHO.
The driver pulled out from the curb and began the trip back to The Brown Palace, where I had left my car. It was such a lonely trip. Nick and I had been inseparable ever since we met and now I was driving one direction and he was flying the other. I had no idea when I would see him again. Great job of planning, huh?
I turned on the stereo and tuned in the greatest FM station in the world, KBCO. It was nice to be able to listen to them in the car. At home and at work I tune in the streaming audio over the web, but can't pick it up in the car. When we got back to the hotel, I claimed my car and decided to head down to Cherry Creek North to do a little shopping since I was going to spend a few days in Colorado.
After picking up some warmer shirts and some jeans, I headed towards home. Driving Westbound on 6th Avenue my phone rang and it was Nick calling to see how I was doing. We talked about how much we missed each other -- pretty lame, I'm sure but we really did miss each other. We started trying to figure out where we could meet up for a couple of days. Chicago a week from Friday sounded like a convenient place. I could fly into Midway and join them at their hotel.
We chatted away as I drove up Lookout Mountain and pulled into my driveway. As I pulled up to my garage, I slammed on the brakes and stared at what had been painted on the garage door.
"Mikey, are you there?" I heard Nick say.
"Yeah," I replied dejectedly.
"Mikey, what's wrong?"
"Somebody painted something on my garage door..."
"What is it?"
"What does it say, Mikey?"
"Oh Nick, I'm so sorry," I said sobbing.
"Mikey, it's ok, I love you no matter what. What did they write?"
"It says 'We gave you a chance but you failed. Your little secret isn't a secret any more'. What are we going to do, Nick?"
"I'll tell Kevin and he'll get someone on it. I'm really sorry about this, Mikey."
"Why are you sorry, I'm the reason it's happening."
"No you aren't. If it weren't for my being famous they wouldn't even bother with you."
"It's not going to work, trying to take the blame. I still feel like shit over this."
"So have I told you how much I love you, in spite of anything that might happen?" Nick asked.
"No, not in the last few minutes anyway."
"Well, I do. I'm not saying this isn't going to really suck and hurt, but I really love you no matter what anyone says. And nothing is going to break us up. You're more important than anything, Mikey."
"Nicky, I can't tell you how much I love you. There aren't words to describe the way I feel."
"I know. Listen, I had better go talk to Kevin and let him know the shit's about to hit the fan. I'll talk to you tonight."
"Ok, love ya Nicky."
"Love you too, Mikey."
I opened the garage door and pulled the car inside. Gracie was doing back flips when I went inside. I let her out and then picked a phone and called my parents to let them know what was going on. They wanted me to come home right away but I told them I would rather stay where I was. There was something really peaceful about my home in Colorado. Sure I was only a half hour or so from downtown Denver, but you would never know it looking outside.
After we hung up I started wondering what Nick was going through. I was sure they were on the ground in Kansas City by now. It wasn't all that long of a flight. I really wanted to call him and find out what they were going to do, but decided he was way too busy to talk right now.
I got up and let Gracie back inside and then decided to turn on my computer and get caught up with my email. I hadn't checked it in a couple of days so I was sure there was going to be plenty to keep me busy.
It wasn't as bad as I had expected. There wasn't anything urgent, so I just started playing around with my initial designs for the guy's site. The diversion was just what I needed. Before I knew it several hours had gone by and it was time to start thinking about dinner.
I logged off my computer and went into the kitchen to figure out what to fix. I was looking through the refrigerator when the phone rang. It was Nick calling to say hello and see how I was doing. After we spent a few minutes babbling about missing and loving each other the conversation became serious. Kevin had apparently had some long, heated discussions with their management. He had not told them about the change in Nick's and my relationship, which sort of worried me.
According to Nick they were going to hold an interview as soon as MTV, E Television or any other organization said something about having received photos of Nick and me. Their plan was to explain that Nick and I were really good friends and that the pictures had been taken just after my sister had died, when Nick was doing everything he could to console me. If anyone asked about our relationship, it was close friends and nothing more. They were hoping that no one would bring up the fact that I was gay. So, at least as of when the pictures were actually taken, they were going to tell the truth and hope no one probed.
We talked a bit longer and then Nick said he had to go join everyone for dinner. Since I was getting ready to fix something to eat, we said goodbye with plans to talk again before going to bed.
I fixed some brown rice, chicken and veggies for dinner. While it was cooking I fed Gracie and let her back outside. After dinner I decided to catch up on some reading, so I started a fire in the fireplace and grabbed a book I had been neglecting.
The reading didn't go all that well. My mind kept wandering. I couldn't get the whole photograph thing out of my head, for one. And then there was my longing for Nick. I was already missing him terribly. Finally I gave up on trying to read and turned on the TV. It helped some although I don't remember much about what I was watching.
Around 10 p.m. the phone rang and as soon as I heard the voice on the other end, my mental state improved dramatically. Nick and I talked quietly for over an hour. He told me how supportive everyone else was being. They had pretty much mapped out what they would say in the event the photos actually surfaced. We covered a lot of mindless things too, like what we had each eaten for dinner. It struck me as a little weird the way we had become so much a part of each other's lives in such a short time. It reminded me of the way my parents would talk in the evening after my father got home and they told each other about what they had done during the day.
I honestly had never expected I would be in a relationship where that happened, but it really helped get me relaxed and not worrying as much about what was going to happen. I sensed that Nick was feeling sort of the same way and then we talked about that.
Finally we were both getting pretty sleepy so, after saying goodnight and letting Gracie out for her final pit stop, I headed back to bed. I lay in bed thinking about Nick and wishing he was laying next to me. I had gotten so comfortable sleeping snuggled up next to each other. Tonight, as I tried to fall asleep, I had no idea when we would be together next.
Well, that's it for Part 17 of Nick and the Altos. No promises as to when Part 18 will be out since life is pretty crazy these days. If I don't make it before Christmas, hope you all have a wonderful holiday. Oh, and check out the greatest FM station in the world at www.kbco.com, all the way from Boulder, Colorado. People at work gave me a bunch of shit for saying it but now almost everyone is listening to it. Any comments, suggestions or whatever, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Thanks for reading... Mikey