Date: Tue, 21 Sep 1999 20:13:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Billy Burrew Subject: TIMEOUT-WITH-BSB Time Out with the Backstreet Boys By Billy Burrew Legal Disclaimer: This story is totally fictional and not meant to imply anything about the sexuality of Kevin Richardson, Brian Littrell, AJ McLean, Howie Dorough, or Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys. If you are under the age of 18, offended by homosexual material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving now. Otherwise, go grab a nice mocha or some chai tea, or hot cocoa, and a box of Kleenex, then get real comfy and ready to suspend your disbelief. Have Fun and Enjoy the Story. -------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, as Bill awoke, shaking off the bonds of Morpheus, he realized that he was not alone in the bed, and that someone's arms were around him. Bill shifted a little, opening his eyes as Kevin, Brian, and Nick's voices issued a warm good morning greeting. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 4 Begins Now.... Bill looked over to the other bed to see Brian smiling back at him as he woke up Nick, sleeping beside him. Bill rolled over and smiled at Kevin who, despite having a wicked case of bed head, still looked pretty good in the morning. "Morning guys! If I had known we were gonna do the sleep-over thing, I would have broken out the mud masks and the Judy Garland movies.", Bill said, laughing as sat up in bed. The guys chuckled as Bill half-walked, half staggered to his suitcase, grabbing his bathroom kit, a change of clothes and then headed for the bathroom. "I'll be out in a second.", Bill said as he closed the door and started the shower. Bill quickly showered, shaved, brushed his teeth and dressed, hanging his towel to dry over the shower rod. As he came out of the bathroom, he smiled as he saw Kevin still napping on his bed. Nick and Brian had both returned to their room. Bill walked over to his side of the bed and pulled on his socks and shoes. As he slipped on his shoes, he noticed that Kevin was awake and staring at him. "Good morning again, sleepyhead!", Bill smiled, watching Kevin stretch and yawn. Kevin smiled in return and laid his head back down on the pillow. "Did you sleep well?", Bill asked, chuckling. "Yeah, I did.", Kevin smiled, "Brian and Nick fell asleep on that bed just after you did and I began to nod off a bit later and just decided to stay here as well. I hope you didn't mind?" "Naah.", Bill laughed, "It's not every day that I get to wake up next to such a cute guy." "Oh really?", Kevin chuckled, "I am glad you enjoyed it so much." Kevin got up out of the bed, groaning as his legs popped as he stood up. "We have our press conference at 10 am downstairs, did you wanna have the guys over for breakfast and we can order room service?", Kevin asked. "Hmmm....it's 8 am now, so how about you get all their orders, grab a change of clothes and a shower real quick and come back here and we can order the food and wait for everyone to arrive?", Bill responded, shaking his head at Kevin. "OK, cool. I'll be back in a couple of minutes. I might need to borrow your shower if AJ is using mine.", Kevin replied. "No problem. I am all done in there, its all yours if ya need it.", Bill smiled. As Kevin headed out the door, Bill yawned and reclined on the bed, using all the pillows to prop him up and then turned on the television. Bill watched the mindless morning news, wincing as the Nick Carter rescue story was again played out. After a few minutes, Kevin re-appeared and tossed the pad down on the bed before he made a bee-line to the shower. Bill looked at the list and his eyes bugged out a bit, then laughed, realizing that the label was paying for this, so no problems there. He added his own breakfast to the list and then phoned it in. About 5 minutes later, Kevin re-emerged from the bathroom in a towel. "Hey there, Sexy!", Bill laughed, "I didn't think that you were scheduled to perform until tonight!" Kevin blushed, realizing what he had on as the towel slipped out of place and fell off his hips. "Kevin, really...I was kidding! If you wanted to strip this badly, I will go talk to the owner of Wet in SW and get you a spot on the bar-top.", Bill chuckled as Kevin, still blushing, grabbed his boxers off the bed and slipped them on. "I don't think it'll pay as well as my other appearance tonight.", Kevin replied drolly, sticking his tongue out at Bill. "I dunno, Kevin", Bill replied in a saccharine timbre, "the way you were shaking your money maker there could get you a whole lotta under the table cash, as well as a few over the counter hand jobs." Kevin turned scarlet with embarrassment, and deciding to keep his mouth shut so as to minimize his embarrassment and save any further embarrassment. As Kevin pulled his pants and socks on Bill sat up behind him and began to rub his back as he had the previous night. Kevin moaned at the expert kneading Bill employed on his tired shoulders and back. "I am sorry for embarrassing you like that. Sometimes I am too much of a smart ass for my own good, and some times I go way over the top.", Bill whispered near to Kevin's ear. Kevin turned his head and smiled at Bill, "No problem, I am not used to having someone around to exchange snappy, sharp and witty banter with. It's gonna take me a little while to get up to speed with you." Bill finished up massaging Kevin's shoulders and then sat back down propped up on the pillows and waited for the rest of the guys to get in. Bill picked up the phone and dialed his sister Kathy at work. He knew she would be there as she went in around 6 am and left around 4 or 5 pm. She was a little over-dedicated. Kathy answered on the first ring and was excited to hear from her little brother. "Well, how was your flight?", she asked, "Did you get to see them yet?" Bill chuckled and handed the phone to Kevin to say hello. "Hi Kathy, this is Kevin Richardson of the.....", Kevin was cut off by Kathy's scream. Bill could hear it from across the bed. "Kathy, are you there?", Kevin asked politely, smiling. "Good. Yeah, we met last night, he flew up here with us? Haven't you seen the news today? Bill rescued Nick from a group of crazed fans then patched him up on the plane. He's awesome! Yeah, we got in last night around 2 am then chilled out in his room and then Nick and Brian and I fell asleep over here til about an hour ago. We're about to have breakfast....We wanted to know if you could come over and hang out with us today. We'll be at the Grand Hyatt in DC.....OH!" Bill looked up at Kevin questioningly as Kevin smiled and laughed, "She said she'd be here in about 20 minutes." Bill chuckled, "I can't believe she screamed in a hospital! How very un-Kathy-like!" A knock on the door made both guys look up and Bill got up and answered the door. Two guys carting two carts of covered food walked in and wheeled the food over to the table, then turned around and headed back towards the door. Bill pulled a $20 out and handed it to the one and thanked him. The guy smiled and headed out the door as Nick, Brian, AJ, and Howie stood outside in the hall, letting the two guys pass through, then they entered the room. Bill walked over to the cart and grabbed his breakfast with all the guys behind him. As they settled down to eat, Bill noticed all the guys looking at him. "What?", Bill questioned. "Are you gonna say grace?", Brian asked. "Oops!", Bill shirked, "I have never said it for breakfast, just for dinner, but if you insist.......Bless us O Lord and these thy gifts which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Christ Our Lord, Amen." "What was that?", Brian chuckled, "That was the fastest grace I have ever heard!" "Sorry, that's the way us Catholics say grace!", Bill replied, beginning to flush with embarrassment. "No, its OK, Bill", Brian laughed, "When we do grace in my family, its like a liturgy, we thank everyone personally and it takes like 5 minutes. Yours was over in like 30 seconds, and I was just a little shocked." "Cool", Bill chucked, "5 minutes or 10 seconds, A thank you is a thank you in my book." "Here, Here!", Nick laughed, causing the other guys to laugh as well. Breakfast was quickly eaten and as soon as the last bite was taken the phone began to ring. "Hello, this is Bill", Bill answered chipperly. "Ok...we just all had breakfast, yep, I am all over it. I'll have them all down there in 5 minutes. Thank you, buh-bye!" Bill hung up the phone and smiled. "Time for you to meet the press, boys! I am to take you downstairs where you will be given some make-up for the photos and then we'll all get ready to chat with the local reporters." The guys all groaned and got up, Bill got up off the bed and pulled Kevin up. Afterwards, he looked at Nick and remembered to change his bandages. "Nick, hang on a second. I have to change your bandages.", Bill smiled. Nick nodded and stripped off his shirt and turned around and the guys all groaned as they saw his chest and back. "Jeez, Nick, you look like you spent a fun filled night at the hands of the Marquis De Sade.", Bill frowned, shaking his head at the long, deep scratches that lined his back, arms and chest. Bill got out the antibiotic ointment and some cotton balls and tape for the longer wounds and quickly dressed each one. As Bill finished up Nick grinned at him. "So, are you having fun yet?", Nick chuckled. "Yeah, how many other gay guys can say, "I got to feel up Nick Carter's chest?"", Bill replied sarcastically. Nick however was ready for Bill's wit and quickly came back with, "Oh feeling up my chest is nothing, how many gay guys can say, "I slept with Kevin Richardson?"" The room was totally quiet as Bill stopped his ministrations and turned to see all the other guys staring at him and Kevin. "Clarify your statement Nick, before I give your head an up close introduction to the tidy bowl man.", Bill said in a angry, flat tone, his hands clenching and unclenching into balls of fists in anger. "Uh....I meant it as a joke, guys.", Nick stammered, "Brian, Kevin and I slept over here last night after we all fell asleep watching cartoons. Brian and I took that bed and Bill was already asleep here so Kevin took the other side of his bed. It was just a joke....I...I'm sorry!!" The rest of the guys sighed as Bill silently got up and put the medicine kit back on the nightstand and then walked out of the room. As he watched him leave, Kevin felt his heart fall and Nick began to cry lightly. A few minutes later, Bill poked his head back in the door, seeing everyone still standing where they were, Bill coughed, "C'mon guys, let's head out here, I have to get you to the church on time!" Everyone turned to look at Bill with puzzled looks on their faces. "It's from My Fair Lady. It's a song about....oh forget it, it's a homo thing, y'all wouldn't understand.", Bill responded laughing. As he laughed, the guys began to smile and laugh as well. "Let's go....I told him 5 minutes and its been like 13 minutes now...MOVE!", Bill commanded. All the guys filed out and walked towards the elevator, Nick being the last out of the door. Bill shut the door after Nick and walked beside him down the hall to the elevator. "I....I'm sorry.", Nick stammered. "You already apologized, Nick. Don't get stressed out over it.", Bill replied, throwing his arm around Nick's shoulders and giving him a squeeze. Nick brightened up and hugged back. As they reached the elevators, the guys all began to laugh and talk again after they saw that Nick and Bill had made-up. Kevin came over to Bill and put his hand on Bill's shoulder. Bill looked up and smiled, and Kevin smiled back to him. When the guys reached the lobby, they were immediately rushed off to make-up. The rest of the guys were all familiar with the whole process, but for Bill it was a first and he was not too pleased with having to do any of it. "Oh my Gawd", the make up artist yelled seeing Bill, "This is a real piece of work here, his is gonna take forever!" Bill raised one eyebrow and called the make-up guy over, placing one hand around his neck and whispered something into his ear. A minute later, the make-up guys eyes bulged out and he apologized and began to cut and style Bill's hair. After his hair was cut satisfactorily, the make-up guy vacuumed up the loose hair and began to work on Bill's face, cleaning up his eyebrows and applying a little make-up here and there. After about 30 minutes, the guy took the bib off of Bill and announced that he was "done as he would ever be." Bill shot the make-up guy a smile and walked over to the guys who had been watching in fascination. "Wow, Bill", Brian laughed, "You clean up right cute!" "Thanks Brian", Bill smiled, "You're not too hard to rest the old eyes on either....tho, what pantone book did you pick your hair color out from this week? Which ever one it was, it's a pity that they colored your roots black like that." Brian's jaw dropped open as he began to blush and Kevin and Nick began to howl with laughter. Brian pulled himself together and laughed at himself, realizing he got verbally slammed there. Just then, the tour manager popped in and told everyone that it was time. The guys all sat down at a long table, with Bill at the end sitting by Nick. As soon as they got settled, the tour manager called the press conference to order and after recounting what a great opening concert the guys had in Charlotte, he introduced them to Bill. "Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, the Backstreet Boys are running a ticket contest for each location that they were visiting, the winner for this venue was Mr. William Michaels. Bill here hails from Chapel Hill, NC, and met us down in Charlotte to ride up to DC with the guys. We were so pleased to have an opportunity to have not only an older fan as a winner, but a male fan at that. Bill has had an opportunity to hang out with all the guys and really get to know them, and his views and opinions will be invaluable to us as we are constantly trying new ways to expand out the Backstreet Boys listening base past that of teenager, which represent a majority of their listeners. We were also lucky that Bill was there at Charlotte with us, as he saved Nick from being ravaged from a huge group of crazy fans, then he patched him up on the airplane on the way here." "So, without any further ado, Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, you may begin your questioning", the road manager finished, backing away from the table and taking a seat to the side. "Mr. Michaels? What happened to Nick last night in Charlotte? How did he get mobbed?", asked the Asian reporter near the front of the pack "Well, we were all coming out of the VIP lounge and Nick was the last one. As soon as the crowd realized who the guys were, they went nuts and swarmed the security guys. Nick really didn't have a chance. They were all over him. He was pushed to the ground and some of the fans began to tear at his clothing. I threw my bag to Brian and began to throw people out of my way to get to him. I didn't get there fast enough tho, as the girls had already gotten his shirt and were going for his skin. Stand up for a second Nick and turn around.", Bill said. Nick stood up and Bill pulled Nick's shirt up over his back and peeled back some of his bandages, the anti-biotic ointment he used earlier made the scars look all the more fresh and gross. The press gasped as they saw the horrible gashes and scratches on Nick's chest, arms and back. "This is what happened to Nick.", Bill sighed, " I would like to say a few words for you to put in your papers for the fans out there." "Despite their pop star image, these guys are really flesh and blood. They can get injured like everyone else on this planet. Though most fans mean well, they should respect their idols personal space. I am sure that Nick and the rest of the guys will say that they will be more than willing to stay extra long signing autographs and meeting and greeting with their fans if they didn't feel it was hazardous to their health. I saw Nick's eyes last night when I pulled him away from those girls, he was scared, he was crying, and he was injured. That's not the way to treat these guys if you love them. Remember, ladies and gentlemen, honey will attract more flies than vinegar. Be nice to the guys and they will always be there for you." Bill replaced all the bandages on Nick's back as the reporters kept taking snapshots, then pulled his shirt back down. "Thanks Nick", Bill said. The press was silent for a minute, then another reporters hand went up. "Mr. Michaels, do the guys mind that you are gay?" Bill looked up and smiled at the reporter, "Nope. It hasn't even come up til now, ma'am." Bill made a big show of looking down the table at the faces of the other guys. "But I think you might wanna ask them about it.", Bill replied smiling. "AJ? What are your thoughts?", the reporter asked quickly. "I kinda figured he was gay, but after seeing the way he rescued Nick there and then fixed him up on the plane, I figured, what's it matter? He's a pretty awesome guy!", AJ said without hesitation. "Howie, what about you?", the reporter asked. "I feel the same way. We all hung out in his room last night and talked and ate and he's awesome fun to be around.....besides, I get to meet his cutie sister Kathy.", Howie grinned. As he said this a loud female voice in the audience groaned and a thud was heard as a body hit the floor. Bill stood up and went over to the body, helping her up and laughing. "Howie, guys, members of the press, this is my sister Kathy, she's the head nurse for the orthopedic unit of the INNOVA joint replacement center. I don't think she was expecting to be mentioned in the press interview." Kathy blushed red, pushing her golden hair up out of her eyes as a gasp came from the Howie, who forgetting he had a mic on said, "Wow, she really does look like Barbie!" Bill chuckled and Kathy began to laugh as he pulled out a chair beside his at the table for Kathy to sit at his side. "Brian, Nick", the same reporter asked, "What about you? What are your thoughts?" "Wow....she does look like Barbie. I thought Bill was kidding!", both guys repeated in unison, causing the group to begin laughing again. Kathy punched Bill on the arm, smiling. "Errr...no., guys I mean about Bill's sexuality?", the reporter smiled, shaking her head. "I like Bill, he saved my pal Frack over there, he's good in my book!", Brian said smiling. "I think he's awesome, he saved me, carried me to the plane, patched me up, and that's before we really got to talking with him. Anybody that would risk themselves like that for me is totally cool with me.", Nick said, wrapping his arm around Bill's shoulders in a half-hug. "Like I said on the plane last night, He's my hero!" The guys all laughed and the next reporter got up. "So Bill, have you tried to hook-up with any of the guys?", the reporter asked loudly. "Pass", the tour manager yelled from the side of the room. "No, I'll take this question.", Bill replied irritably. "I have listened to these guys since their first album, and I have had many wishful thoughts about whom I would have loved to see be gay in this band, but I have to tell you all out there....After hanging around and talking with them, they are all straight so I wouldn't even bother to try. My sister here is the only one of us Michaels that stands a chance of hooking up with a Backstreet Boy." Kathy blushed again as Bill continued, "Now, I will take any other questions you have to ask, but I think we've covered the topics of my sexuality, their feeling on my sexuality and put the question of their own sexuality to rest there. I am gay, and as a bona-fide gay man, I can safely say that my gaydar says they're not." The men and women of the press laughed at Bill's statement before moving on to ask the guys about their new video, "Larger than Life", and their upcoming tour dates. The press conference ended quickly after and Bill immediately cut out to his room, leaving the guys and his sister behind in the lobby. Once inside his room, Bill proceeded to the bathroom and quickly un-swallowed the contents of his breakfast. A few seconds later as he was resting his head on the side of the bowl the door opens and Kevin runs into the bathroom with a look of concern on his face. "Oh God! Are you OK?", Kevin asked as the rest of the guys and his sister peek in behind Kevin. "I'll be fine. I just got an upset stomach from the interview....the stress got to me.", Bill replied weakly. Kevin closed the bathroom door behind him and sat behind Bill on the side of the bathtub. Bill got up and brushed his teeth twice, removing all taste and remains of his wretching, then turned and sat facing Kevin on the seat of the toilet. "What's up Kevin?", Bill replied looking into Kevin's eyes, "Are YOU all right?" Kevin nodded and leaned forward, kissing Bill full on the lips. "Thanks for doing that for us today.", Kevin said quietly, "I don't think we will have to sweat the sexuality issue for a while with your seal of non-homo-ness on us. Though privately, I think you need your gaydar checked, cause I know that my gaydar was telling me that there were 4 "blips" at that table today." Well....That's it for that installment. Any comments, concerns, questions? Email me: billy_burrew@yahoo.com I am actually uploading this as soon as I get one done so I don't have them stockpiled like I have the XTREME-NSYNC story. The next chapter will be out as soon as I can write it.