Date: Wed, 05 Jun 2002 22:21:02 +0000
From: James
Subject: Boy Bands - On The Streets - Part 44

I don't know the Backstreet Boys, or N'Sync, nor is this story meant to
imply anything about their sexuality, their private lives or their life
choices. Please don't take any of this seriously, it is just a story,
nothing more. Nothing in this story is real, it is the product of the
author's imagination. That's enough disclaimers I think...

Now some suggestions, seeing as everyone else seems to be doing it. My
favourite stories are:
Forever (Kevin)
My New Life (Lance)
JC's Hitchhiker (JC)
Get Another Boyfriend (Kevin)
Whiplash (Kevin)
Blind Date (Lance)
My Surprise Romance (Lance)
Josh and Just (Duh!)
Lottery Winner (Joey)
Jamie's Romance (Justin)
Brian and Me (Brian)
Kevin and Dustin (Kevin) <- I just read this one, and I can't wait till the
next instalment, I can't wait to see what happens!
Justin's Dancer (Justin, sort of!)
Tales of a Real Dark Knight (Lance)
Good Life (Justin)
Under Management (Lance)
Brian and Chance (Brian)
That's it, I know there are more I read that I haven't mentioned, but I
can't remember them right now, sorry! I just want to say before this chapter
WAY TO GO USA! Beating Portugal in the playoffs of the World Cup! McBride's
goal was an absolute classic by the way, and I felt so sorry for your guy
who scored the own goal - what a pratt! I mean how did he manage that? He
actually kicked it straight into the net - it wasn't even going near it, it
was gonna go straight past and he knocked it in! But I will give the US team
something - they've come a helluva long way since the last World Cup! Oh and
McBride is a serious hunk! After he took off his shirt at the end of the
match - wow! What great abs, and pecs! Pity he's not that goodlooking, but
hey you can't have it all can you? Anyway, here's chapter 44...

On The Streets - Part 44

>>>Kevin's Point of View<<<

	Well, there wasn't a plane leaving till 7 o'clock the next morning, so I
took Jared's advice about getting a hotel room for the night. It was a pity
- he'd have left for work by the time I got home the next day, so I wouldn't
get to see him until that evening. Anyway, the next morning, I took the 8:30
flight, there wasn't much point in getting the earliest one as I'd miss
Jared either way. I slept a bit more on the plane, the guys were talking or
reading. When we touched down, we all wanted to get home, and then we'd meet
up again that afternoon to sort out our schedule for the rest of the week.
On the way home, I remember thinking about how Jared had hung up so abruptly
last night, but I thought better of dwelling on it. The taxi dropped me off
outside the house, and that's when I noticed that the car was still there,
why would Jared not have taken the car into work?

	I went into the house, and went upstairs. I had to drop off my suitcase,
and I really wanted to change - these were basically the same clothes I wore
yesterday with different underwear. I walked into the bedroom, and it was
pitch black, the blinds and shutters were closed. Then it hit me, the smell
of sweat. It was almost disgusting. I looked into the darkness, and there
was a figure in the bed. I reached over and flicked on the light switch.
There was a murmur from the bed, and I walked over. I sat on the side of the
bed next to the person in the bed, and peeled back the cover. It was Jared,
but he looked terrible.

	"Jared?" I asked. I placed my head on his shoulder, and it was slick with
sweat. "Jared?" I asked again. I watched him slowly open his eyes, and his
mouth opened and a croak came out.

	"Kevin?" He asked. "I don't feel too good. I was sick last night, and now I
ache everywhere." The moment he'd said 'I don't feel too good', my mind went
into overdrive, I was instantly in a panic.

	"Have you taken anything? Do you have any idea what it is?" I asked
panicked.

	"Kevin." I was jumping up and down practically, trying to work out what to
do. "Kevin." He said again more firmly.

	"What, what is it?" I asked him, trying to help in any way.

	"I think it's just a stomach bug, don't worry, I'll be fine. Please calm
down, I just ache a lot. Ummm, I know this is going to sound stupid, but, do
you have any painkillers or anything in the house?" He asked me.

	"Well, yeah, they're in the medicine cabinet. Why didn't you take them
before now?" I asked him.

	"I don't know where the medicine cabinet is." He replied. Ah.

	"I'll get you some, for future reference, the medicine cabinet is in the
second bathroom, you know, the one between the guest bedrooms?" He nodded
slightly, then dropped his head back into the pillow. By the time I came
back with some pills in my hand and a bottle, Jared was sitting up on the
side of the bed, with his legs hanging over the edge, his feet on the floor.
"Jared, you shouldn't be up, lie back down."

	"No, I need to get up, I have to go to the bathroom. I'd like to have a
shower too, it might help a bit." So, after he'd drunk down the pills, I
helped him stand up.

	"Do you want some company?" I asked him.

	"Sure." He smiled back at me. We walked into the bathroom, and I stripped
off while he turned on the shower taps, and then shucked the pyjama bottoms
he was wearing. We walked in together, and he just sort of held onto me, he
rested his head onto my shoulder, and just put his hands on my back. I could
feel him breathing on my shoulder. The warm water was splashing onto us. I
felt him start to get hard while he was holding onto me, and his cock
started to rise in between my legs. I could feel it rubbing against the
bottom of my butt. I pulled back slightly and looked at him. "What? I'm not
that sick! And, this shower does feel, really, really good." He grinned at
me. I shook my head at him.

	"Well, should we do something about this? Do you feel up to it?" I asked
him. He grinned at me. I was guessing that the pills he took were starting
to kick in, and he took me. It wasn't as energetic as normal, he obviously
was stiff, and quite tired, but he still took me as passionately as if we
were in the most erotic sex session we'd ever had. I felt him enter me, and
moaned as the rim of his head popped inside me. Jared's the thickest,
biggest guy I've ever had, I could still remember the first time we did it,
when I picked him up. It almost terrified me when I saw him, and I was
worried that it would hurt too much when he pushed into me. It did, but only
the first time, the second and third times were wonderful. I flicked back to
the present, as I felt Jared pull my body back against his, and one hand
wrapped over my shoulder, and grabbed a hold of my left pec and squeezed my
nipple, and then just cupped it. Jared's got this thing about muscle. I
remember catching him on the internet once, he'd got a lot better at using
it, and he was looking at a muscle worship site. It got him so hot, and he
loved just feeling, licking, kissing and sucking me, especially since we
started working out together. I have to say, his muscles do something for me
too, he was always complimenting me on my six pack, but his eight pack just
made me want to cream my pants. I wish I could show him how beautiful he is
to me all the time. I moaned as he started to kiss my neck, and suck on my
shoulder. His cock was rubbing against my prostate, and I was moaning
constantly. Little spurts of precum were shooting out of my cock, or
dribbling down the side, and I was just in a daze. Finally, we were done in
the shower, well, we finished showering shortly after we got in, what I mean
is, well, you know what I mean.

	"Jared, I should phone the office, tell them why you're not in today, what
do you want me to tell them?"

	"You don't need to. I only had an N'Sync session this morning, but they're
not in Florida, so I didn't have to be in." Oh, so I was going to see Jared
either way, whether he was sick or not. "And, I think I can manage the other
sessions today, I'll just take it easy." I looked at him a little
uncertainly.

	"Are you sure?" I asked him. "You looked pretty sick earlier on."

	"I'll be fine Kev, you'll be in this afternoon, won't you?" He asked me.

	"Yeah. We need to finish getting you ready, and if you have any problems at
all this afternoon, I want you to come to me, I'll run you home." Jared
started chuckling. "What?"

	"You sound like a mum talking to her five year old or something." He said
with a grin on his face.

	"Oh ha ha." I said sarcastically. "Come on, let's go get some lunch. I feel
like something...Italian." Jared pulled on some clothes, and we left the
house. We drove towards the centre of the city, and stopped near a
restaurant I love. "This place is great, amazing pizza." Jared's eyes lit
up, by the looks of things, he was hungry. Once we got settled, a waiter
came over and asked us for our order. "I'll have a medium four cheese pizza
please." I ordered.

	"And for you sir?" The waiter turned to Jared.

	"I'll have a large meat pizza, with extra meat, and a side order of pasta,
no sauce please, just some oil, oh and some garlic bread, err, just a side
order of that, oh what the hell just give me the whole loaf." Jared handed
the waiter the menu, but the waiter was still scribbling away at his pad. I
was looking at Jared with wide eyes. The waiter finally took Jared's and my
menus and left. "What?" Jared asked when he noticed me looking at him funny.

	"You don't normally eat that much."

	"Well, I brought the contents of my stomach up last night, and then again
this morning, and I haven't eaten breakfast..." Jared said with a grin on
his face.

	"Oh, yeah I guess you would be a little hungry." I said with a smile. We
enjoyed the meal together. Jared ate all the food he ordered except one
slice of garlic bread which I took as I finished before him and I got bored
just watching him eat. Finally, at about 1, we decided to get into the
office. Jared still had to make the 1:30 session at lunchtime, though I'm
not quite sure how he was going to do it with such a full stomach. He seemed
full of energy now that he had eaten, and even started to get a
little...intimate in the car, licking my ear as I was driving along, that
sort of thing. "We're here." I said to Jared who was nuzzling my neck at the
time.

	"Great, and in time for the 1:30 session." Jared said looking at the car
clock. He grinned at me, kissed me again, and then jumped out the car, and
ran into the building.

***

>>>Jared's Point of View<<<

	I dealt with the 1:30 session, well, when I say I dealt with it, I just
sort of sat at the front of the room and told them what to do, joining in
occasionally. I was too full from lunch to move much. At about 2:15, Janet
Dakes showed up. I had sorted out her exercise regime, and it
was...different to be taking a one on one course - I was able to give much
more advice, on proper technique and form, and also to check her reps, that
sort of thing. She was determined - I'll give her that. She was still quite
badly overweight. I had sorted out her diet before I 'went missing', and she
had basically followed it, but I think she went astray once or twice. She
was about 5lbs. lighter than when we had first met. I was going to help her
to get to her desired weight, and so help me, I was going to get her there,
even if it killed me, or her. She had been kind about it when I came back,
and I was really apologetic, and she had just accepted it. She had told me
how she tried another gym, but the fitness instructors there were either too
expensive or not very nice, she was hoping I would return quickly,
fortunately, I did.

	Janet was physically in no shape to do heavy cardio work, any amount of it,
so I set her doing gentle cardio, and a lot of it. She would cycle for a
good half hour, walk or jog for an hour or so, and then go on the step
machine. I didn't relax at all, she had a 2 hour lunch break today, and we
spent almost the whole time just on the cardio machines. Afterwards, she
told me she'd be in again the next day, and I told her I'd see her then.
Janet also commented on the TRL thing we'd done, and how she'd laughed when
she'd seen my face - apparently I'd gone bright red when they started
showing all those pictures of me and Kevin.

***

	At 5:30, I went looking for Kevin. I figured he couldn't be in the studio
anymore, as they'd finished. I went up to reception and asked. The woman
recognised me now, and told me she'd phone to see if she could locate Kevin.
About 5 minutes later, she told me that he was in a meeting at the moment,
and wasn't to be disturbed. I nodded thanks to her, and went and sat in one
of the lobby chairs. I picked up one of the newspapers that was on the
table, and started to read...

	About 7 o'clock, Kevin finally came out of the meeting, and I jumped up as
I'd been daydreaming when he walked into the lobby. I'd finished all the
papers there some time ago.

	"Kevin!" I said. He walked past me, seemingly in a daze. I put my arm out
to touch his.

	"Huh? Oh, Jared."

	"Oh, I love you too Kevin." He'd been a bit off when he'd greeted me.

	"Sorry Jared, I'm really tired, we had a really tough meeting, we've got a
lot of appearances coming up, and shoots and stuff like that, interviews..."
He just sort of trailed off.

	"Shall we get home?" I asked him. He just nodded. He grabbed my hand, and
leant on my shoulder as we walked out the building.

	"Can you drive?" Kevin asked.

	"Sure." I took the keys, and climbing in the car, I drove us home. Once we
got home, I made us some dinner, nothing too much, just some pasta with some
French bread. It tasted good, even if I do say so myself. Kevin sort of
played with his food a bit, but swallowed most of it down. I think he was
too tired to think about much. He sort of fell onto the couch once we came
out of the kitchen.

	"I'm so tired." Kevin sighed out.

	"Perhaps you should go up to bed."

	"But I want to spend some time with you, we haven't had very long together
in the last couple of days." Kevin whined.

	"Look Kevin, I know we haven't spent long together in the last couple of
days, and it's quite likely that we will spend even less time together in
the near future." Kevin looked downtrodden, I didn't mean to sound so cold,
just logical. "I didn't mean it like that, I just meant that what with you
doing appearances, and me stuck here doing fitness training, we're going to
be separated for a lot of the time. But I love you Kevin, nothing will
change that. If you're tired, if you're a long way away, if you're right
next to me..." I leant down and kissed him on the cheek. "You'll always be
here." And I pointed to my chest. He smiled.

	"Thank you Jared." I smiled at him. "I would like to go up to bed, but will
you come with me?"

	"Sure." He smiled. We went upstairs together, and Jared went in the
bathroom while I changed. He came out just wearing his pyjama bottoms and
the cross around his neck. I went in after him. I didn't want to spend too
long in there, as I was so tired, so I skipped all that skincare stuff I
normally bother with, and just brushed my teeth. I walked back out to find
Jared kneeling by the bed. Now, don't get me wrong, I say my Lord's Prayer
and all, but I'd never actually seen Jared kneeling, saying prayers before.
I shut the door to the bedroom behind me.

	"Oh Kevin." Jared said, apparently surprised to see me. "You were quick
getting out of there." He said with a confused expression.

	"Yeah, I was tired." Then I noticed the beads in his hands. They were
wrapped around his palm, and then laced through the third and fourth
fingers, and then somehow back over again, so that the crucifix hung below
his clenched hands, and the thumb of one hand was dug in between two beads.
"Err...do you need to finish?"

	"Oh, err, yeah, sorry I'll only be..." He looked down at the beads. "About
two minutes." I nodded.

	"It's ok, take your time." I wasn't sure what to say to him. I finished
folding my clothes, and threw my underwear into the old wicker basket we
used as a laundry basket, and then I climbed into bed. I snuggled down into
the covers, so that they were pulled right up to my neck. I like it when you
first climb into the bed, and the sheets are cool. My head plunged into the
soft, fluffy pillow. I reached over to turn off the light, but couldn't help
turning back after I'd flicked the switch, and watching Jared. The light on
his side of the room was still on. I saw the beads suddenly unravel from his
hands, and he was just holding onto the crucifix with both hands. Finally,
he made the sign of the cross over his chest, and placed the rosary onto the
bedside table, under the lamp. He climbed into bed next to me. "I haven't
seen you do that before." I said to him as he reached across to turn off the
light. He turned back to look at me.

	"Normally I'm done by the time you're out of the bathroom." Jared answered.
"Not that I'm hiding the fact I do it or anything... that's just when I do
it."

	"Do you do it every day?" I asked curiously. He smirked at me.

	"Only for the last week or so, since I got back." I nodded, still not quite
sure.

	"Why?" I asked him. He looked... well he had a strange look on his face,
like he was trying to think of what to say, but also like he was trying not
to worry me.

	"The mercies of the Lord I will sing forever."

	"Huh?"

	"It's a bible quote. Sorry, it's the only way I can think to explain it.
While I was gone Kev, I thought about a lot of things. One of these was why
I'd stopped praying and going to church. I used to go every Sunday, and then
to confession about once a fortnight. I made sure I never ate meat on
Fridays, even I was starving." He paused for a second. "And then I
remembered that quote: The mercies of the Lord I will sing forever. My Dad
said it to me once. You see I realised that I'd stopped praying because,
well, I had all that I wanted in life... I had you, I had a nice place to
live, friends, and other things, which well tempted me, and pulled me away
from prayer, and when I had everything, I stopped. I realised while I was
away from you that, well, I was a Jeroboam... I gave up my faith because I
had everything. The quote, my Dad said it to me because I asked him what
happens if you have everything you want? Then what do you pray for." He
paused and looked at me to see if I was still with him. I was listening
intensely. I had never heard Jared talk so earnestly. "He told me that even
if you have everything, you still sing the mercies of the Lord. He's the
only one who can offer you eternal salvation, and can teach you to live a
good life. I was ignoring a part of me Kevin, before I mean, I don't want to
do that anymore. I'm going to start going to church, sorry, but I need to do
this." He looked up at me, and his eyes looked watery.

	"Jared, what you said was beautiful, and I agree with you, praying to God
is always important, but why do you look so upset?" I asked him.

	"Kevin, after what you said just earlier, about us not spending enough time
together... Kev, well, we should spend more time together, and I don't think
you'll want to come to church with me. I'm a Catholic. I know how
uncomfortable you'd be there." He said to me, he was obviously worried - his
voice always got a little bit higher when he was worried - he always told me
it was because his throat closed up when he was scared about other peoples'
responses to something he said. I sighed, thinking about how to answer it.
Jared took it the wrong way though. "G...G...Goodnight Kevin." Jared
stuttered. I've never heard Jared actually stutter. I reached over and
turned on my lamp again.

	"Wait, Jared." He lied onto his back, and was staring at the ceiling. I
placed my hand over his body and onto his right pec, and then rested my chin
onto his left pec. "Jared, first of all, if you want me to come with you, I
will gladly do so. I would never feel uncomfortable with you, no matter
where we are. Secondly, it's the bigger times I'm worried about... us
missing whole days together is what really annoys me. An hour or two on
Sunday mornings would never bother me. If you want to go to church on Sunday
mornings, feel free to do so, I would never stand in your way. I love you
too much to even try to do that." I looked straight into his eyes, and he
looked back at me.

	"Thank you Kevin." I smiled at him, then reached over and turned off my
lamp again. A moment later, I felt him shifting behind me. I turned my head
slightly, and his was right there.

	"Hope you don't mind." He said, biting his bottom lip as I felt him spoon
against me from behind. He wrapped one arm over me, and one arm under my
neck. His bicep made a very comfortable support by the way.

	"Not at all." I grinned at him again, and he grinned back. We fell asleep
shortly afterwards, wrapped up together, and at peace with one another.

End of Chapter 44
TBC...

Ok, this was a weird chapter for me to write. I wanted to bring a load of
little things in, but nothing too serious, and also tie up a few loose ends.
I hope it didn't come out sounding too disjointed, or for that matter too
much like a theology lesson. Hey, that's a big coincidence - I was just
revising Supreme Court cases to do with establishment of religion for my US
politics exam - aaah that's only like three weeks away now! Either way, I've
got maths exams in a few days, so I'm not sure when the next chapter will be
out, sorry! But I will try to get it out sometime shortly after the 14th,
maybe before if I don't bother revising for Maths! Oh yeah, I just wanted to
say again way to go USA! Beating Portugal in the play-offs of the World Cup!
Let me just say that I don't think ANYONE was expecting that one, and
McBride's goal was an absolute beauty, header right into the net, that was
probably one of the best goals so far in the tournament! Anyway, hope to
hear from loads of you soon!