A Tale of Two Boybands 33
This is yet another story about those hunky boys of the Backstreet Boys and 'N Sync written by a straight woman. Therefore, please excuse my writings if they appear to be a bit screwed due to my lack of knowledge. This story is a work of FICTION (note the term FICTION- I can't stress this enough) and is purely written for the sole purpose of entertainment and enjoyment. Yes! Entertainment. That's all... think of it like a movie. You watch for entertainment and you read for entertainment. These events did not happen to the best of my knowledge and therefore actions taken in this story do not reflect the true nature of the characters involved. This story does not imply anything about the sexuality of the person(s) involved. And if you're an underage teenie or do not wish to read about male/male sexual relationships, this is now the time to shut your lap-top as there will be sexual explicit scenes throughout. Proceed with your own risk. Enough with the warnings, now on with the story.
Yes, Mighty Aphrodite needs your help. With what you asked? A few things actually. The most important is though...I have to contact Justin Timberlake. It's a do or die situation. You see I received news that he's contemplating on playing "Scarecrow" on the Fox's TV OZ. Okay...breathe, Aphrodite, breathe. It is not the end of the world. While JC is in the studio perfecting his art, Chris is busying himself with FumanSkeeto's Spring line, Joey and Lance embarked on a journey to Hollywood, my baby decides he's going to play "Scarecrow"?! Does he not know that there are women like myself and men as well who would pay money just to watch him undress from afar? He shouldn't be prancing around on the Yellow Brick road. He should be nude in some hot steamy shower scene humping the faucet head. Ugh! So, as you can see, the news of his possible portrayal of "Scarecrow" was quite traumatizing for me and now I wish to contact my Adonis. Or if you know how to contact him, you can express my concerns.
And one more thing, please visit my website if you haven't already done so. I'd really appreciate your support.
A TALE OF TWO BOYBANDS
Brian spat out the ice cube, letting it fall on the bed while he licked his lips. He could taste Justin on his tongue, the ice cube leaving remains of his boyfriend in his mouth.
"Are you okay baby?" Brian asked, rubbing a hand over his boyfriend's thigh.
Justin looked down at his crotch, the redness nearly gone. He was amazed. He glanced up at Brian, the worrisome expression still plastered on his face. Justin bit down on his lower lip, staring into Brian's eyes for a moment. He finally gave his boyfriend a small smile, hoping to steal one from Brian.
"No... something still hurts." Justin frowned. "But not my groin."
Brian raised his brow, confused. He ran his eyes over Justin's body, searching for another spot of redness. There was none, leaving Brian even more worried.
"Where baby?" Brian asked quickly.
Brian's eyes grew in size, surprised by Justin's reply. He scratched the back of his head while trying to think of what Justin was getting at. He saw another flickering smile on Justin's lips and he sighed. He didn't know how Justin's lips hurt.
"Brian... my lips." Justin repeated. "I think I need you to put some ice on my lips."
"Oh!" Brian exclaimed, the wheels in his mind finally turning.
With a devious grin, Brian scooped up another piece of ice and carried it to his lips. He slipped it onto his tongue and crawled up the bed until he was a little closer to Justin. He grinned wickedly, leaning toward his boyfriend. Justin gave him a small smile back before permitting Brian to kiss him with the ice cube in his mouth.
"Mmmmm" Brian moaned, sliding the cube into Justin's open mouth with his tongue.
Justin was overwhelmed by Brian's kiss. The cold ice cube began to melt in his mouth, but Justin couldn't take the pressure. Brian's hands were grabbing at his body too fast for him. He felt a sharp pain in his lower body when Brian brushed his knee against his still sensitive organ. He felt Brian's B-rok, fully erect, pressing against his other thigh. He was pressed down into the mattress and he was beginning to get scared. He didn't want to be raped again and he didn't want to be forced into having sex with Brian.
"Jesus! Brian... stop." Justin called out, pushing Brian back.
Brian gasped loudly, the ice cube falling from his mouth and onto Justin's chest. He watched his boyfriend breathe heavily under him and he knew he had fucked up again. He closed his eyes and turned his head from Justin. He hated when he got out of control and let his hormones get the best of him. He just wanted Justin. He wanted to be with Justin badly and he kept letting his dick overrule his heart.
Listen to your heart idiot. Stop letting B-Rok win.
Brian felt Justin's shaky hand on his chin, pulling his head to face him. Brian hesitated before opening his eyes and looking at his boyfriend.
Justin held back tears as he looked at Brian. He was hurt and confused. He was here with Brian, not with JC. He didn't want Brian to act this way. He brushed the back of his hand over Brian's cheek in a loving way.
This is your last chance, damnit, work with me.
"Brian, didn't you say you loved me?" Justin asked him with concern.
Brian nodded. He didn't know how else to reply to Justin. He felt foolish and horny.
"Then show me." Justin pleaded, placing a hand behind Brian's head.
Justin pulled Brian's face close to his and kissed him, giving his boyfriend a second chance. He waited, his lips not moving until Brian's did. When Brian finally began to kiss him, Justin waited to see if his affection was tender or filled with hormones. The softness in the kiss showed Justin Brian was sorry. He allowed Brian to continue to kiss him as he hugged onto Brian, his fingers running through Brian's blonde hair.
Wow! Is this you Brian?
Brian amazed himself as he kissed Justin gently and slowly. He was scared to move anything but his lips until Justin used a hand to guide one of Brian's hands toward his thighs. Brian happily began to rub Justin's thighs. He felt Justin's tongue licking at his teeth, seeking entrance. He smiled in his mind as he opened his mouth further and felt the warm sensation of Justin's smooth tongue running over his. His dick was hard, harder than ever. He moaned through their kiss, letting Justin have control of what was happening.
"Now make love to me Brian." Justin whispered, pulling back from the kiss.
"Justin... are you sure you want it this time?" Brian asked with a gulp. "I don't want to fuck this up again."
"Then make love to me, Brian," Justin smiled. "Don't fuck me... make love to me."
Brian swallowed hard and looked into Justin's blue eyes. They called him and he was ready to answer. When he leaned down against Justin's body, he felt an unexpected poking at his stomach. He looked down and saw Justin's penis, throbbing with a new shade of red. Brian blushed quickly. He did that to his boyfriend. He made him hard.
Oh yeah, you're the man Brian. Now show him what you've wanted to show him for months now.
With slow hands, Brian spread Justin's legs apart and lifted them until they wrapped around his waist. He licked his lips, watching the aching erection between Justin's legs and the large balls.
Damn it, why does he have to be bigger than me?
Brian stopped contemplating the unnecessary and began to touch Justin. Justin leaned up and latched his lips onto Brian's neck, sucking madly as Brian ran his hands up and down his chest. Brian finally pinched those nipples he longed for earlier. As a moan came from Justin, Brian grinned. He continued to caress and pinch one of Justin's weak points while Justin sucked on one of Brian's soft spots.
"Oh Brian, please... don't stop baby..." Justin moaned.
Brian felt shivers run up and down his body like ripples in the waves of an ocean. He let one of his hands slip between Justin's legs and caress the area Howie had been so close to earlier. Brian leaned down and kissed Justin's forehead as his fingers pulled apart Justin's cheeks, exposing his hole to the air. He used his middle finger to poke at the ring of Justin's ass. It pulled varied moans from his boyfriend.
Justin gasped loudly and gripped the sheets between his fingers. He nearly ripped the bed apart as he felt Brian's finger break through his ring. He slammed his eyes shut and cried out as Brian invaded him. It burned crazily as Justin tried to adjust to the finger pushing in him.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Brian said quickly. "I'll take it out."
Justin briskly grabbed Brian's hand and held it. He kept the finger inside of him as he finally became accustom to Brian's finger inside of him. He held back prickling tears and smiled at his boyfriend.
"No, don't do that Brian." Justin begged.
"But I'm hurting you. I don't want you to be mad at me again because I forced this on you."
"Sshh... you're not doing that Brian, trust me." Justin whispered. "I want this."
"Trust me." Justin smiled. "Now show me you love me."
Brian agreed to his boyfriend's request. He continued to finger Justin as his other hand reached up and hesitantly grabbed Justin's erection. When Justin moaned quietly at the touch, Brian began to jack him off, slowly and tenderly. He remembered his past experiences when touching Justin's dick and he was thankful Justin didn't push him away this time. He massaged it, groped it, and rubbed it to show Justin he meant what he said.
"Yes... that's it Brian... mmmm, oh yes..." Justin groaned, tilting his head back and closing his eyes.
Brian found a tender area and began to rub it with his finger. The groans escaping Justin's pouty lips became louder. Brian smiled softly and proceeded to rub the area which happened to be Justin's prostate. He lubricated Justin's organ with Justin's oozing pre-cum while giving Justin brief kisses on the lips. Justin was melting under Brian and Brian felt like a Casanova, finally winning over his boyfriend's affection.
"Do you think you're ready Justin?" Brian asked, cautiously pulling his finger out of Justin.
Justin panted hard before smirking. He tightened his legs around Brian, pulling Brian forward so that his dick poked at Justin's entrance.
Brian fell forward, placing his hands on either side of Justin's head for support. He raised his brow with astonishment while Justin blinked his eyes open.
"I'm ready for the Rok, Brian." Justin chimed, twirling his fingers through Brian's hair.
"Okay, I'll go get the lube and the condom." Brian cheered, trying to escape Justin's tangled legs.
Justin held still and kept his legs around Brian's waist. Brian arched his eyebrow, perplexed by Justin's actions. He felt Justin's fingers run over his earlobe and then across his face, caressing his lips. He gazed into Justin's eyes and the answer to his questions were there.
"No, Brian, don't leave me." Justin requested.
"But we need some lube and a condom... or maybe a couple of condoms." Brian replied with a grin.
Justin shook his head, keeping his legs around Brian.
"Just make love to me." Justin pleaded, rubbing Brian's cheek.
"Justin, you want me to fuck... I mean make love to you without a rubber?" Brian asked.
Justin nodded with a loving smile. He wrapped his arms around Brian's back and pulled him down. His lips pressed against Brian's nose, kissing it while arching his back so that his crotch could grind against Brian's stomach.
Damn, I'm so hard. I've got to be inside him soon.
"Justin, I don't want take advantage of you like JC and Billy Riley." Brian said.
"You're not them."
"But you'll think I'm like them if I just have sex with you without any lube or protection." Brian countered.
"They never took their time like you have tonight. All of these months Brian, despite the fact that you've mainly wanted to have sex with me, you've showed me care and acted like you wanted to be with me. You love me." Justin replied.
Brian swallowed unevenly. He looked into those dancing eyes and saw what he wanted. Forget the sex. Brian wanted to be Justin's everything. Not just his boyfriend, but his lover and his soulmate.
"And I love you." Justin added quietly, pressing his lips against Brian's.
Before Brian could fall into the pleasure of the kiss, he felt Justin push back and his ass swallowed the tip of Brian's cock with one movement. They both moaned longily, the pleasure finally being expressed. Brian's heart raced as he slid into Justin, his boyfriend's hole welcoming him without much of a fight.
Man, he's so tight... but he feels so damn good!
Brian tangled his fingers in Justin's curls while slipping his tongue into Justin's mouth. He let their tongues dance as his other hand reached back and pulled the sheets over their lower bodies. His erection buried itself deep inside of Justin's body, never wanting to leave the cavern that protected him. He could feel Justin's body relax under him as he continued to grope Justin's member while kissing away any fears Justin had. Passion controlled them and Brian gradually began to thrust in and out of Justin.
"Oh, Brian... oh yeah..." Justin groaned in deep breaths.
Brian loved the sound of his boyfriend saying his name. He grunted lowly, ducking his head as he drilled his penis in and out of Justin with even strokes. Despite his cockiness and his size, Brian was a good lover. He was aware of what Justin liked and what Justin wanted. Plus his size made it easier for Justin to adjust to another penis being inside of him again.
"Right there... mmmm, yes, sweetheart, that feels great!" Justin called out as Brian's cock banged against his prostate.
"Right there baby?" Brian asked, jabbing Justin's insides with quicker thrusts.
"Hell yeah! Oh God, I never thought it'd feel this good."
Neither expected the pleasure that rushed over their bodies. Brian could never predict the tightness of Justin's hole, nor the way it gripped at his cock, milking it of its strength.
Sweat draped their bodies as the bed began to rock, the headboard slamming into the wall and echoing through the room. Justin became aware of his loud screaming as Brian circled fingers around the head of his cock. Justin panted heavily and loosened his grip on the sheets of the bed. He raised his hands and let them massage Brian's shoulders.
"Brian, did you lock the door?" Justin asked through his pants.
"Uh... I don't think so. Why?" Brian asked, his brow furrowed as he concentrated on making love to Justin.
"I don't want Howie or Kevin walking in on us."
"It doesn't matter baby. If they see us, they see us. I just want you to look at me and think about us."
Justin smiled. Brian was controlling, but he was loving with it. Justin gazed up at Brian and watched his face scrunch up as he came closer and closer to a long anticipated orgasm. Brian wasn't short like Justin thought he was. He was a lasting lover and knew to control the rate at which he made love.
Two points for you Brian. Now, go for the three-pointer baby.
"I'm gonna cum soon, Justin..." Brian squealed, his brow damp with sweat and his body shivering.
Justin kissed Brian's quivering lips, thinking of his own approaching orgasm.
"Me too... me too, Brian!" Justin screamed out.
The headboard slammed into the wall one last time as Brian finally screamed out and emptied his seed into his boyfriend's body, Justin doing the same to Brian's hand. They both panted hard, collapsing on the bed. Their bodies shook as they orgasmed. Everything moved slowly as they completed their orgasms.
Justin kissed Brian's cheek and sighed loudly while Brian pulled out of Justin. Brian kissed Justin's forehead and continued to lay on top of Justin.
"Man, that was so good. The way you kept squeezing the muscles in your butt and screaming my name and when I..." Brian stopped himself when seeing the frown on Justin's face.
Shit, I did it again.
"I'm sorry baby... that was the best sex I could've asked for." he said, kissing Justin's lips.
Justin smiled and kissed Brian back. He ran his hands over Brian's back and unwrapped his legs from around Brian's waist. He let Brian massage his thighs as they laid together in the bed.
"I've never had it that good either sweetheart." Justin whispered.
Brian drew circles around Justin's chest with his fingers, thinking of the prize he had won. He had made love to Justin Timberlake, Justin Timberlake of *NSYNC. And Justin Timberlake was his boyfriend. He had been an asshole for an entire month because he couldn't have sex with Justin and now Justin finally gave himself to Brian. Brian couldn't be anymore happier.
"If I said I wanted to do it again, would you be mad?" Brian asked, kissing Justin's cheek.
"Not right now, Brian. Maybe later."
"It doesn't matter when baby. I just want to experience that again with you."
Justin turned to Brian with surprise in his eyes. He almost thought it wasn't Brian Littrell laying next to him.
"You mean it? You're not upset that I don't want to have sex again right now?" Justin asked for assurance.
Brian smiled grandly before nodding. He began to whistle a tune while wrapping his arms around Justin's waist.
"I'm trying to be better about things like that Justin." Brian said. "I don't want to be an asshole anymore."
"You're not an asshole, Brian. You just don't know how to express yourself properly sometimes."
"Well could you tell me one thing?" Brian requested.
"Sure!" Justin replied cheerily.
"Did it feel good even though the Rok isn't huge?"
"Yes! It felt awesome! The Rok is the perfect size Brian." Justin responded happily. "I love him."
Brian smiled with relief. He was surprised and satisfied with Justin's reply. He was sure Justin would complain about his size and never want to be around him for sex again. He was wrong, so very wrong. He had no reason to be ashamed because Justin loved him and he loved B-Rok. That's all that mattered.
He kissed Justin's lips and smiled pleasantly. He allowed Justin to snuggle closer to his body as he pulled the sheets further up their bodies.
Ha Howie! Take that one and shove it up your ass.
"I love you." Brian whispered, kissing Justin's head before yawning.
"I love you too." Justin whispered back, embracing Brian as they both began to drift off to sleep.
*** Alas, horny B-rok gets inside Baby JuJu. Like the hot monkey sex? Thank JM for such a descriptively erotic love scene. From start to finish, every word in this chapter was written by JM exclusively for "A Tale of Two Boybands". If preliminary reactions are of any indications, this last chapter has really angered many. Please don't hate me though. I'm only telling a tale. Perhaps, my future works will better suit your taste. Good bye to all those who wish to part ways with me. Happy reading slash elsewhere. I'm going to miss you all.