A wave of nervousness suddenly washes over me, why I really don't know. I mean being the son of Viscount Charles Hollingsworth and Viscountess Amanda von Omberg-Hollingsworth, I've met famous people before, but I guess I'm suddenly nervous because Nick and Justin are on the plane with me.

There's twelve first class seats on the plane, then a divider, and then begins the coach section, which is already completely full. Apparently the Backstreet Boys and Nsync were the last to be boarded, for obvious reasons. The curtain between the coach and first class sections is pulled so that nobody can see them as they sit down.

As I said, I was in seat A-5, JC and Lance take seats A-3 and A-2, which are in front of me. Justin and Nick take seats A-6 and A-7, which are across the aisle from me, and Brian takes seat A-4, which is next to me. Luckily for me, I'm not as popular as my parents are, so none of them recognized me as the Hollingsworth heir.

I tried my best to ignore their presence by putting my headphones on and playing one of my CDs and reading a book. Well, with all of the fancy, formal, high-priced education I have received thus far, I should have realized that it would be quite impossible to avoid talking with them at all during the non-stop flight to Orlando.

Shortly after the airplane was up in the air, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I moved my eyes from my book, to the smiling face of Brian Littrell, as he extended a hand.

I set my book on the tray table, removed my headphones, and quickly pull off the gold ring, with the Hollingsworth family crest on it, off of my finger and slip it into my vest pocket, hoping Brian didn't see it, before shaking his hand.

"Hello, I'm--"

"Brian Littrell of the Backstreet Boys, I know," I reply with a smile.

"Hi, and you are?"

"Shawn," I reply, leaving out my title, Viscount, and my last name, Hollingsworth.

"Is that it? Do you have a last name or is it just Shawn?"

"Um, Thomas, Shawn Thomas," I lied.

"Hey, cool, Thomas is my middle name," replies Brian with a grin, "It's nice to meet you."

"Same here," I reply with a smile.

Brian looks at my cd player for a moment, and gets an odd expression on his face. I wonder for a moment what that's about, and then as I realize what cd is in the player, I realize what the look is about. The cd is the Backstreet Boys new cd, Millenium, which has not yet gone on public sale. The only reason I have it is because of whom I am, Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth, the rich noble-blooded son of Viscount Charles Hollingsworth and Viscountess Amanda Hollingsworth.

Lucky for me Brian didn't say anything about the cd, and just forgot all about it. Over the course of the flight I talked a lot with Brian, JC, and Lance. Nick & Justin popped into the conversation every now and then, but were for the most part talking solely with each other. Out of the corner of my I could swear I saw them holding hands a few times, but I'm not sure.

The plane landed and we all got off. They wanted to talk to me a little more, and introduce me to the other guys, so I was told to come over to Kevin Richardson's apartment later that night. Lucky for me, Justin, Brian, Nick, Lance, and JC were mobbed by fans the second they were spotted. I say this because, the chauffeur for the limousine that I was to use was holding up a sign reading, "Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth."

I quickly walked over to him and replied, "I'm Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth."

The chauffeur was obviously expecting somebody older, because he gave me the "You couldn't possibly be who you claim to be" look and said, "May I please see some identification."

I quickly pulled out my wallet and showed him my id, which clearly read "Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth."

"I'm so sorry, m'lord, please let me take your luggage."

"First of all, you can call me Shawn, second, do you see those five guys over there who have all those girls asking them for their autographs?"

"Yes, I do, what about them?"

"Don't use my title, or my last name around them. Being a viscount, I don't really have that many friends, and I'm afraid that if they knew they'd treat me differently, so please refer to me as Shawn, or Mr. Thomas around them."

"Whatever you say, Vis--, I mean Shawn."

"Thank you."

After Lance, Nick, Justin, Brian, and JC signed about a dozen autographs and posed for about a dozen pictures, airport security finally gets the mob of girls under control. Brian pulls the guys off to the side and replies, "Something tells me that our new friend Shawn isn't who he says he is."

"Why do you say that, Bri?" asks JC.

"Well, for one thing before he shook my hand on the plane, he removed a very fancy gold ring from his finger and put it in his vest pocket, as if he didn't want me to see it. There appeared to be a family crest engraved on it."

"Hmm, that's kinda strange, anything else?" asks Lance.

"Yeah, here's the really strange part, I looked at his cd player, and I saw the name of the cd in it, it was our cd."

"What's so strange about that?" asks Nick.

"Its strange because it wasn't "Backstreet Boys", it was "Millenium," which hasn't been released to public sale yet."

"That is a bit strange," replies Justin, as he looks over to Shawn for a moment, "You know something? He does look kinda familiar, I think I've seen him somewhere before, but I cant place him."

Well, this time Ive really screwed up. I finally feel like I have made some good friends, and its all because I lied about my last name. Did Brian see me put my ring in my vest? What if he saw the name of their cd? What if one of them recognizes me?

I sit in my limousine on the way to the boarding school wondering, what they will think of me? Should I tell them? How can I do this? I am really beginning to like them. I was so lost in my thoughts and I didnt even hear the driver tell me we were here.

"Hello Im Nancy welcome," says the lady at the reception desk as I walk in.

"Hello, Im Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth" I kindly reply.

"Oh, Viscount Hollingsworth we have been waiting for you. It is a pleasure to have you hear. Let me go get the Dean so we can have you sign in, give you a tour of the campus and show you where you will be staying."

"Thank you very much Nancy."

Moments later the dean comes out and we go make small talk as she shows me around the campus. The tour took a while and I finally get set up in my room. After I make sure everything is to my satisfaction, I decide to surf the web and check e-mail for a while before I go to Kevins apartment later to meet the rest of the groups.

It was a long flight, as I sit on my bed staring at my poster of Justin Timberlake. I start to feel my erection growing in my slacks, begging to be let free as I look over the poster many times and dreaming of what I want to do with Justin. Then I look right next to it and see my poster of Nick Carter, he looks so sexy in that pose. I lay back on my bed and start to rub my cock through my slacks. I open my slacks and my 8 inch cock jumps to attention leaking with pre cum which I use for lube and start pumping my cock furiously thinking about Nick and Justin. I start stroking it fast with a mad rage, and the first spurt of cum shoots like crazy into the air and lands on my slim body. The next few spurts come out mad as I scream in passion, as my orgasm subsides.

As I start to clean myself up I remember I am supposed to go to Kevins apartment, so I pick out something to wear and call the limousine and ask him to take me there. We drive for about 20 minutes and I start to think about what I should tell them. Should I tell them the truth about me? I start to get worried as we pull up in front of his building. I am so nervous. What should I do? Ill just see it they bring it up.

I walk up to the entrance and buzz Kevin's apartment number from the card that Brian gave me at the airport.

"Hello?" Kevin says as he comes over the speaker.

"Hey, Kevin? This is Shawn Thomas, your cousin invited me to drop by." I reply nervously.

"Oh yeah, Brian mentioned that. One minute Shawn let me buzz you up." Kevin replys.

A couple of seconds later I hear a loud buzz and I open the door. I go to the elevator, and theres Nick and Justin standing there waiting for the elevator.

"Hey Nick, Justin." I say as I am smiling from ear to ear.

"Hi Shawn." Nick says with a sexy smile on his face.

"Hey Shawn, hows it going" Justin asks looking as sexy as possible.

We stand there and make small talk until the elevator comes and we get in. Nick pushes the button for Kevins floor, as I look him and Justin over, I almost fainted. We continue to talk as we reach the floor, we get out and quickly walk to Kevins apartment, which is not too far from the elevator.

We knock and Kevin immediately opens the door to let us in. As we walk in we see Brian, A.J., Howie, JC, Lance, Chris, and Joey, sitting around talking about little stuff. They start to ask me questions.

"So, where did you go?" Brian says with a curious look on his face.

"Yeah you took off so quickly." Lance quickly adds.

"Oh I had to get my room setup at the boarding school." I reply.

"Oh, youre going to a boarding school?" Justin asks.

"Yeah my parents sent me there."

"Really, where are you from?" Nick asks with a gorgeous smile on his face.

"Im originally from New York, but since my nanny died I have moved here." I say with a sad look on my face.

"Oh, Im sorry" They all add.

"Its ok, she died yesterday morning."

A moment of silence passes, and we regain conversation.

"So, how do you like the new cd?" Brian asks curiously.

"I thought it was great." I say accidentally slipping my mind.

"New cd?" asks AJ with curiosity.

"Well, Shawn here has a copy of Millenium," replies Nick.

"How did you get it?" Kevin asks, "It doesn't go on sale for another month."

"Umm, well I think I should be totally honest with you guys. I think you guys are great, especially you Nick and you too Justin. But there are some things I should clear up first." I say with my head facing the ground.

"My name is really not Shawn Thomas." I mutter as I am still looking at the floor. "I am Viscount Shawn Hollingsworth. My father is Viscount Charles Hollingsworth, and my mother is Viscountess Amanda Von Omberg- Hollingsworth, I am very sorry I lied to you all, but I was afraid that if I told you who I really was you would only like me for my title, or feel very uncomfortable around me. Thats how I got your new cd before it was released."

"Thats where I saw him before, in People magazine," Justin exclaims.

"Also I have one other thing to say. Im gay." As I make that statement I start to get up and walk towards the door. Feeling someone grabs me by the arm and turns me around.

"We also have something to say to you Shawn" Nick says as he looks into my blue eyes.

" Yeah we havent been exactly truthful to you Shawn." Justin says shyly.

So I sit down and expect the worst. "Shawn, Justin and I are gay and we are a couple." My face looks so relieved. "I thought I saw you two holding hands on the plane. So you guys are not mad at me?" I ask everyone.

"No not at all, but we admire you for having the courage to tell us before anything got out of hand." Kevin says.

"You guys would have probably found out sooner or later, I just wanted to tell you before we got in too deep." I say.

"What was that ring you put in your pocket before you shook my hand?" Brian asks.

"Oh you saw that, that was my family ring." I say as I pull out the solid gold ring with the family crest engraved on it from my pocket.

"Can I see that?" Brian asks. All of us get in closer and I show off my ring. Then I place it back on my finger. We continue talking for another couple of hours, when I realize what time it is. "I have really got to go." I say. Before I leave Nick and Justin meet me in the hallway.

"Shawn would you like to have lunch with Nick and I tomorrow? Justin asks with puppy dog eyes.

"I would love to" I reply. "But I am very tired. Here is my cell phone number." I quickly jot the number down on the back of my card, as I hand it to Justin. "Call me tomorrow and we can arrange things tomorrow."

"Thanks." They both reply in unison.

I get on to the elevator, and pull out my cell phone and call the limousine. The limousine quickly pulls up and takes me to the boarding school. All the time I am wondering why everyone else was so quiet during my visit. I have to make a note to get together with them and get to know all of them better. Not just the men of my dreams. Although nothing would probably give me more pleasure then exploring every inch of their hot bodies.

I get out of the limousine and walk to my room. I get undressed and head off to bed a waiting the things that will happen tomorrow.