Date: Sun, 24 Oct 1999 13:38:05 GMT
From: Jason <roczilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: Justin and Jason-8

This is fiction and not meant to imply anything about anyone in the
story. If you aren't old enough or offended by this, please don't read
it. Now that all the formal bullshit is out of the way, thanks to all that
have read and mailed me.

Justin and Jason-8

"Justin, how did you get my truck down here?" I asked surprised to see my
truck in his driveway.

"The rest of the guys and I had it towed down and the rest of your stuff is
inside." Justin said seeing how happy I was to see my truck.

"But how?" I asked again.

"You didn't read your contract very well, did you?" Justin said looking at
me about to laugh "the crew moves your stuff for you, to where ever you
want."

"Oh." Was all I could say.

"Come on, let me give you a tour of the house." Justin said dragging me out
of the car.

	Justin parked in his garage and we walked into his house.  The
house was really nice.  When you walked in the front door, the stairs to
the second floor was right there.  The living room was off to your left and
towards the back of the house on that side was the kitchen.  To your left
was a dinning room and then a den.  The stairs to the basement were in the
kitchen.  In the basement were a pool table and a mini bar.  Why Justin's
house had a mini bar, I didn't know. Maybe his mom drank, or maybe it was
for guest.  If you went from there to a doorway in the corner of the wall
that the stairs came down, that was an empty room.

"Justin, what is this room for?" I asked him.

"Nothing, that is just an extra room." Justin said as he started to rack
the pool balls "here is your pool stick."  Justin handed me my pool case
that had my personal stick.

"Thank you" I said to Justin taking my case and putting my stick together.
Justin was pretty good at pool, but mot good enough.  It was a good game,
but emerged victorious.

"Damn Jason, I thought that I could bet you at anything it would be pool."
Justin said see three of his pool balls on the table as I sank the eight.

"Keep practicing and you just might." I said to Justin as I smile at my
victory.  We played a few more games and he did win a few.  After about
four or five games, I heard the door shut and someone scream for Justin.

"Justin" Justin's mom yelled.  We raced upstairs to see his mom.

"Hey Mom" Justin said greeting his mother with a hug "This is Jason, he is
our truck driver and my new boyfriend."  As Justin said that last part, my
heart skipped a beat.

"Hello Jason, I'm Justin's mother Lynn."  She said holding out her hand for
me to shake.  I took her hand, still not knowing what to expect.

"It's ok Jas, she knows all about me. I told her awhile ago." Justin said
grabbing my arm and reassuring me everything all right.

"Nice to meet you Lynn." I said as I smiled.

"Justin, why don't you make sure that they didn't break any of Jason's
thing in his new room." Lynn said looking at me.

"If you want to talk to Jason alone, just say so." Justin said looking like
she had insulted his intelligence. With that, Justin went upstairs to check
on my stuff.

"Jason, where do you come from?" Lynn asked.

"They picked me up in Pittsburgh, but I grew up near Lake Erie." I said as
her and I walk over to the couch and sat down and talked for about ten
minutes.

"Jason, have you and Justin...." Lynn tried to ask something, and I knew
what she was trying to get at.

"Have we had sex." I said bluntly and surprised her, but that was what she
was trying to ask.

"Have you?" She asked looking kinda impressed.

"You have no need to get embarrassed, you're Justin's mom and I understand
why you ask the question" I said looking at her and I could see she was
very relieved "no. We haven't"

"Ok, I just don't think that Justin should at his age" She said looking at
me with a puzzled look "how old are you?"

"I'm nineteen myself." I said looking at her.

"How did you get a job driving a truck at your age." She asked.

"When my parents died, I had a friend that drove truck.  He taught me
almost everything I know.  He is also the one that went to bat for me when
I was trying to get my license to drive from coast to coast." I said
remembering my old friend that helped me and supported me when I really
needed it. It was about this time that Justin walked back in.

"Is it alright to enter?" Justin said as he walked over and sat next to me.

"So Mom, do you approve?" Justin said looking at me.

"He looks ok for now Justin." Lynn said looking at me and smiling.

"That's what I thought, for now anyway." Justin said laughing along with
his mom.

"Hey, don't get so cocky their, curly.  You might regret it." I said
looking at Justin.

"You know I'm just kidding" Justin said as he kissed me on the lips.  I
looked over at his mom and see didn't look sickened by it or anything. It
was refreshing to see someone not look disgusted or look away.  "Come on, I
want to show you your new room."

	Justin jumped up and again grabbed my shirt.  He dragged me up
stairs and down hall.  Once you were up that stairs, you where meet by a
hallway with six doors.  The first on the right was a bathroom.  Then what
looked like Lynn's room on the left.  After that on the left was Justin's
room and across from his was a room that had a bunch of boxes, this must
have been my room.  The two rooms at the end, one was Justin's little
brother's room on the left and his sister's on the right.

"This is your room Jas, I hope you like." Justin said as we entered the
room and Justin turned on the light.  All my stuff was piled in boxes and
set in the middle of the room.  The gun cases that had my shotguns and
rifles where set on a bed that was in the middle of the room.  Justin and I
spent the rest of the day arranging my room to where I felt it was
satisfactory.

"Justin, how would you like to take that empty room in the basement and
turn it into a lifting room." I asked Justin putting the finishing touches
on my room.

"It's ok with my, but you will have to have my mom ok it first." Justin
said looking at the room "you can ask her at breakfast tomorrow."

"Cool. Well get some sleep. Goodnight Justin." I said walking to the
doorway of his room.

"Goodnight Jas." Justin said as we kissed goodnight.  The next day I asked
Lynn about the empty room and she had no problem as long as we didn't waste
it and never use it.

"Well, what do you want to do today?" Justin asked putting our dishes in
the sink.

"Call Lance, get him over here." I said to Justin looking at the kitchen
table and up to him "I want to know what his problem is and today I will
find out."

	Justin looked like he was about to say something, but just picked
up the phone and called up Lance and asked him to come over.  Lance at
first didn't want to, but Justin started to sob over the phone and Lance
said that if it would stop Justin's crying he would be over.

"I didn't know that calling Lance was going to do that to you.  If I had, I
would have done it myself." I said looking at Justin.

"Done what, I'm fine, and you know that if you had called him that he would
never come over.  Pretending to cry was the only way that he would come."
Justin smiled his devious grin as he walked over "he will be here in a
half-hour."

"Ok, this is what is gonna happen. You will answer the door when he gets
here; I'll be in the basement playing pool.  When he gets here, send him
down.  After that just go and get something to drink and wait." I said to
Justin laying out the plan.

"I want to be down there with you. Jason, please." Justin said practically
begging.

"No Justin, this will only work if him and I are the only ones there." I
said to him trying to get him to go along with it.

"OK, but I don't like it." Justin said not liking that he couldn't be
there.

	Well, the time came and Lance was standing at the door, banging on
it to be let in. Justin let him in and directed him to the basement door.

"What the hell is this?" Lance asked.

"Jas, is down there. He would like to talk to you." Justin said walking
away.  Lance walked down the stairs and into the poolroom.  I fixed him a
scotch and one for myself, I was underage but I didn't care.

"Lance, how ya doin'?" I asked being kind as I could.

"Ok, what the hell is this?" Lance asked looking at the bar with the drinks
and the pool table.

"Not too early for booze, is it?" I ask waling over to the drinks and
handing him one.

"Jason, what the hell is going on?  What the hell do you want?" Lance asked
accepting the drink and getting rather pissed at this point.

"Lance, ever sense I came on the scene, you haven't been really nice to
Justin or myself." I say looking at him and taking a set and the mini bar
"Why?"

"I don't know," Lance says taking a drink.

"Lance, yes you do. Justin isn't down here; none of the other guys are
here. Just you and me, What ever you say that you don't want to be heard
elsewhere won't, you have my word." I say taking a drink of my scotch "is
it that you think that my being here gets in the way of you and Justin's
friendship?"

"What friendship?" Lance asks.

"JC told me that you two use to be inseparable." I say looking at Lance
"Lance, I don't want us to be at each others throats all the time."

"I know, I don't either." Lance says.

"So, why?" I ask.

"With you here, Justin spends all his time with you, we never get to go out
anymore, just like we use to." Lance says.  By this time I had walked over
to the pool table and started to rake the pool balls.  I handed Lance a
stick and he broke.

"Lance, just because I am here doesn't mean that you and Justin are any
less friends." I say taking a shot at the pool balls.

"Thanks, Jas. I feel better that we had this talk." Lance says as he smiles
and sinks the eight ball and wins the game.

"How the hell? When I looked last I was wining." I say looking at the table
and seeing all my balls, but no of Lances.  I walk over to the stairway and
yell for Justin.  Justin came down in lightning speed.

"So is everything all right?" Justin asks looking at me.

"You tell me," I say looking at lance.

"Yeah, we're cool. Justin I'm sorry about calling you a queer and making
fun of you. Please forgive me."  Lance says looking at the floor.

"Lance, I forgive you.  Don't worry about it anymore." Justin says walking
over to Lance and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"So what do we do now?" Justin asks Lance and myself and we get comfortable
by the bar.

"Why don't we go shopping?" Lance asks both of us.

"Yeah, lets go." Justin says excited.

"You two go, I'll hang around the house." I say as I put my empty glass
away.

"No, you are coming with us, whether you like it or not." Lance say getting
up and grabbing my arm as if he could persuade me by force.

"Ok, if your gonna get hostile." I say and we all laugh at my remark. We
climbed into Justin's Mercedes and headed toward the mall.  The three of us
spent all day at the mall shopping. Most of the time they were picking out
clothes that they thought would look good on me.  After they bought out
what seemed like the entire mall, we headed back to the house and Lance
stayed for Supper.  Then we sat around and watched TV and talked.  Lance
left about eleven and I couldn't believe how good we got along.

"Jas, what did you two talk about down there this morning?" Justin said.

"Stuff he didn't want to say around the group. Besides, does it matter, all
is taken care of."  I said as the two us headed to bed.

"Well, I thank you for it." Justin said kissing me on the check.  We got to
Justin's doorway and I way about to turn into my room when Justin stopped
me.

"Stay with me, Jas." Justin said pulling me into his room.

"Ok" I said.  We walked to his bed and on the way there Justin and I
started to strip our clothes and by the time we reached his bed we were
both naked.

"Jas, fuck me," Justin said in an only if you want to tone of voice.

"I've waited a long time to hear you say that Justin." I said with a grin.
Justin took my cock in his mouth and started to suck and lube it up with
his saliva. When he was satisfied, Justin lay down on his back and
positioned his legs on my shoulders.  I covered my index finger with my own
spit and started to push my finger in his hole. When I felt he was lubed
enough, I withdrew my finger and put the tip of my cock at his hole and
ever so slightly started to push forward.  Justin was really tight, but
after a few minutes my dick was almost all the way in him.  I pulled back
out and started back in until I could put my entire dick in his ass.  I
stayed their so he could get used to the size and when he motioned that he
was ready, I started to pull out of him.  After I was out to my tip, I
pushed back in.  At first I went slowly, then the adrenaline kicked him and
I was fucking him for all he was worth.  We both started to moan rather
loudly, so we kissed passionately to try to keep the noise level down as
much as possible.  After a little while I felt myself unload inside his ass
and I could tell by the look on Justin's face that he was in pure ecstasy.
After that I fell next to him and we both laid their covered with sweat for
about ten minutes.  Then Justin rolled over on top of me.

"That was great Jas, but it is my turn."  And with that Justin sat in firm,
bare ass on my chest and put his dick in my mouth.  I started to suck and
lubed his cock up really good and then Justin got down between my legs and
I raised them to his shoulders.  He took his index and middle fingers and
spit a generous amount of saliva on the palm side of them and wiped them
across my hole. The he took his middle finger and stuck it up my hole to
try to lube it a little more.  I looked at Justin as he started to push
himself inside me, and as I felt him enter, I also saw a tremendous amount
of love in his eyes.  Justin Timberlake loves me, and for the first time in
a long time I could say that I actually love someone in return. He, to, at
first went really slow, but slightly began to pick up speed until he
couldn't hold it in anymore and erupted inside me.  Then he fell right on
top of me.  Our again sweat covered bodies lying one on top of the other.
I just put my arms around him and hugged him as I kissed him on the
forehead. I began to get up to go to my room.

"Jas, where you going?" Justin asked.

"To my room, I don't want your mom to see us lying there together in the
morning." I said back to him.

"I don't care if she sees us, I love to much to let you go away tonight."
Justin said as he got up and walked over to me and hugged me.  Both of us
were still naked, so we got some sweet pants on ourselves and went to bed
in the same bed.

That's it for part eight.  If you have any comments or suggestions, mail me
at roczilla@hotmail.com.  Thank you all for reading and mailing me. Jas