Date: Fri, 3 Oct 2003 11:02:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: shannon Savage <swimfan_777@yahoo.com>
Subject: Model Me part 9

Disclaimer: Anything mentioned in this story is complete fiction. The
sexuality of anyone in the story is not necessarily true, but just written
to entertain. If you are underage or if it is illegal to read pornographic
material where you live, please leave now. Also, if you are uncomfortable
with gay relationships, you should not read any farther. For everyone else,
enjoy the show....

Craig stared at him with an expression that could only be categorized as
pure unadulterated shock.

Justin took a few steps closer to him.

"Is everything okay?" Justin asked.

Craig nodded, "Yeah. I was just visiting a friend. What are you doing
here?"

"JC hurt his hand."

"What happened?"

"It's a long story. At least I think it is," he said rubbing his neck.

Craig looked at him curiously.

"I'll tell you about it later," Justin said. "Is your friend okay?"

Craig sighed thinking of Jeremy's frail body propped up by pillows in the
small hospital room.

"Yeah just a routine check up. He's really afraid of hospitals though," he
said flicking his cigarette to the cement and stamping it out.

"I thought you stopped smoking," Justin said glancing down at the smashed
cigarette.

"I did but hospitals make me a little nervous too."

There was an eerie silence that fell over them both. Craig and him had
never had an awkward conversation. Even the first time they met it had been
smooth and casual. Justin guessed there was a first time for everything.

"So is your friend done?" Justin asked finally breaking the stillness.

"He left already actually. I should get going too I still have to take the
car back," Craig said popping a stick of gum in his mouth.

"Okay."

They stood there glancing at each other and then letting their eyes fall on
something else.

"I'll see you later okay," Craig said touching his back.

Justin nodded and watched as the man walked towards the parking lot.

	As Craig walked towards the car he could feel Justin's eyes boring
into the back of his head. He hated lying to the man that he loved. It felt
like a knife twisting in his gut every time he did it. There was just no
way Justin would understand about Jeremy. Their relationship would only get
a whole lot more complicated. It sounded so strange to him but not telling
the truth would ultimately help their connection in Craig's eyes. He had
wrestled with the idea of telling Justin about his other love over and over
again in his mind. Every scenario he played out in his brain ended up the
same way though, with Justin breaking up with him. Their relationship was
just too new to deal with that type of stress, or at least that's what
Craig kept telling himself.

He wasn't sure if Justin even believed his reasoning for being at the
hospital. Technically he had told at least half of the truth, but if Justin
found out he had lied, even partially, it wouldn't matter.

Being nervous at this point was definitely an understatement for Craig. He
was terrified of going back to Justin's house and having to face him. All
of a sudden the little vacation they had planned didn't seem so appealing
to him.

***

"Jay it's a green light," JC said nodding his head towards the streetlight.

"Oh yeah," Justin said accelerating the car.

"Are you okay? You've been driving like shit since we left the hospital."

Justin placed his arm on the car door and leaned his head against his
closed fist. He knew that something had been different with Craig. He
understood that they couldn't hug and kiss like normal because they were in
public but they always had some kind of chemistry. Whenever they were
around each other, even at opposite sides of a room, there was this
underlined sexual energy. Not only that but they had this unmistakable
bond; they were always so comfortable around each other, but not
today. Today he had been...distant. So distant that it had made Justin feel
uncomfortable; something he had never felt like around Craig before.

"Okay so you don't want to talk," JC said. "I understand you're probably
mad about the whole Wade thing, but look the kid just got under my skin a
little."

JC paused waiting for a response from his friend but got nothing.

"You don't have to give me the silent treatment. I know hitting people is
wrong and I won't do it again alright?"

Again, nothing.

"Jay look this is really weird cause I'm usually the one telling you that
you screwed up and being all adult and everything but cut me some slack
alright? There are just some things you don't know about that went on. Hell
there's some things that I'm not exactly 100% sure on. But hey when we
start practicing next week everything'll be cool. I swear."

Justin glanced over at the man who had been rambling on for a good five
minutes. He wondered why it was that whenever there was an uncomfortable
silence people automatically felt the need to fill it. He wondered if he
should use this tactic on Craig. But it wasn't like he didn't trust him or
thought that he was lying about why he was at the hospital. After all it's
not like the guy had some kind of life threatening disease and was keeping
it from Justin. He knew that that could never be the case. But then what?
Why had the conversation felt so awkward? Was Craig cheating on him with a
doctor or something? He guessed if you had to cheat there were probably
worse people to do it with.

***

Once Craig had run the last of his errands he pulled the Lamborghini into
the prop section of the large lot.

"Thanks for the wheels Dave," he said throwing the keys at the man.

"No prob. How's she drive?" Dave asked taking a long drink out of the can
of soda he was holding.

"Awesome. I don't know how I'm gonna go back to my bike."

"When are you getting it back?"

"Like next Thursday I think."

"Good as new?"

"We'll see. Hey do you know if they're done in there yet?"

"Should be finishing up," he said looking at his watch.

"Cool," Craig patted the guy on the back, "I'll catch you later."

Dave gave him a little nod as he finished his soda and went back to work.

Craig walked towards the large main building. He smiled at people and
greeted them like he always did when he was "on location." He thought it
was funny that they called it that but it was one of those things that had
always been done. This whole lot was used for the main Abercrombie and
Fitch offices. The rest were located somewhere in New York but he had only
been there a couple of times. He greeted the receptionist as he walked into
the main building and headed upstairs to the eighth floor. Just as he
stepped off of the elevator people started to trickle out of the office
down the hall.

"Hey B," Craig said to his friend.

"Yo, you missed one hell of a meeting in there."

"Did I now?"

"Walter kept going off about how we're apparently not supposed to show up
drunk before a shoot."

"Who did that?"

"Some of the new little pricks we have running around here. They swear they
own the place or something."

"Hey Brian I'll see you tomorrow," a guy said with a hand on the man's
shoulder.

"Sure thing," Brian said watching the guy as he walked away.

Craig laughed, "A little eye candy huh? Wow we've scored big."

"There's nothing little about that one."

"I'm sure there isn't B. Can we get going before I see you know who?"

"He's been bugging the shit out of me today."

"Okay but let's talk about it in the car. Let's walk and talk."

They walked to the elevator and Craig pushed the down button.

"Yeah well anyway the fucker's been all over me all day," Brian
said. "Where's Craig? I miss Craig. Why isn't Craig here?" he said in a
mocking voice.

Craig shook his head and looked up at the elevator numbers urging them to
move faster. He was just about to suggest they take the stairs when Brian
cursed.

"Oh fuck. He's coming over here," Brian said irritated.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" Chad asked Craig.

"We're kind of in a hurry here," Brian said.

"It won't take long. I just wanted to know if you got my letter."

"Yeah I did."

"So?"

"It was a good read. The ending was a little predictable though. You might
want to work on that next time."

"Craig I'm sorry about everything okay? I love you. I really do," he said
looking straight into Craig's eyes.

Craig stared back at him. Seeing his pleading gray eyes even a week ago
would have torn him up inside. He would have cracked like an egg under a
semi-truck. But now there was nothing but pity. He felt so sorry for this
man all of a sudden. He didn't wish him harm or misfortune. He just didn't
have any feelings left for him. Chad had made sure of that with all the
shit he had put him through.

The elevator doors opened with a "Ding!" which jarred Craig back to
reality.

"We have to go Chad," he said. "I'll see you around."

Brian and Craig started to walk into the elevator when Chad grabbed Craig's
arm.

"Please," he said in almost a whisper. "We need to talk. Please just talk
to me."

"I can't right now," Craig said slipping out of his grip.

"Tomorrow then?"

"I'm going out of town."

"Then I'll call you?"

Craig hesitated and glanced at Brian who was holding the door open button
for the elevator.

"Fine. I should be back in a week."

"Okay," Chad said, not at all cheerful yet. "Where are you going?"

"Bye Chad," Brian said letting the button go.

The doors closed just as the man stepped back from the opening.

"You shouldn't have given in dumb ass," Brian said.

"Yeah I know but just talking can't hurt can it?"

Brian looked at him over his silver framed glasses.

"Every time you two 'get together' you end up in bed together," he said.

"Not every time," Craig said defensively.

"Name one that didn't end with you two rolling around in the sack."

"For your information I can name two separate occasions that we didn't."

"Really. And those would be?"

"The last two times we went out to dinner."

"You mean the time he fucked you in the bathroom and then the last time
when to my recollection you two didn't even make it to the restaurant did
you?"

"Well no."

"And where did you guys do it?"

"The cab ride there," Craig said quietly.

"Huh? I can't hear you."

"The cab ride there fucker," Craig said louder.

"Yeah that's what I thought."

The elevator stopped and the doors opened.

"I really need to stop telling you shit," Craig said.

"That's what best friends are for buddy," Brian said walking out after
him. "But dude for real if this Justin guy is all you tell me he is don't
fuck it up. There are a lot of screwed up idiots out there and about 90% of
them are gay."

"And out of that 90% you've dated what? 79?"

Brian laughed, "80 as of last night. God you should have seen his little
ass. He was screaming for more."

"You're disgusting."

"That's why you love me. I'm everything you're not."

***

"Okay so you haven't told him about Jeremy yet. Big deal," Brian said
lighting the cigarette between his lips.

"Big deal? Seriously B it is a big deal," Craig said.

"Yeah okay maybe. But he wouldn't care if you did tell him."

"How the fuck could you say that? Of course he's going to care. He would
drop me so fast if he found out I was keeping something like this from
him."

"So what, you're just never going to tell him?"

"I don't know," Craig said looking out of the car window.

"Look Craig when Jeremy passes away you're going to need someone."

Craig looked at him.

"I know it's hard to think about but babe come on. You'll have me, I'll
always be there, but you're going to need Justin even more."

"Yeah I guess you're right."

"Of course I'm right," Brian said flicking his cigarette out of the window.

"I guess I'll tell him when we get back from the trip."

"Sounds like a plan," Brian said pulling into Justin's driveway.

"Is it weird that I'm scared to see him after the whole hospital thing?"
Craig asked looking at Justin's Mercedes in the driveway.

"Not really I guess. But just act normal okay?"

"I think I forgot what normal is."

"Well you never quite got it before so don't trip."

"Bastard."

"Come on I'll help you with your stuff."

They get out of the car and Craig grabbed one of his bags.

"Have fun okay?" Brian said placing the other duffel bag over Craig's
shoulder.

"I will."

"And don't worry about anything while you're gone. I have it all under
control."

"Sure," Craig said squinting at the man. "Just don't kill him k?"

"Who?"

"You know who."

"Okay I'll go easy on the Chadster the next couple of days."

"Thanks."

"Get in there and kiss that gorgeous man of yours for me," Brain said
hitting Craig on the butt as he walked towards the house.

"Love you, be careful."

"Always babe, always."

	Craig waved to Brian from the doorway and blew him a kiss. He
entered the house with the key Justin gave him and walked quietly through
the foyer.

"Hello?" he said softly.

The house felt so still and quiet that he was scared to make a louder
sound. He walked through the living room quickly, glancing around as he
went for some sign of Justin. Once he reached the top of the stairs he
paused at Justin's bedroom door, which was cracked open just a little. He
took a deep breath, adjusted his bags on his shoulder, and pushed open the
door. He couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of him. There was a
peaceful, innocent looking Justin sleeping silently on the bed at the other
side of the room. He let his bags melt off of his shoulders and down to the
floor as he walked towards the beautiful man.

Justin, who was sleeping on his side facing the door didn't move an inch
when the other man crawled onto the bed and lay down next to him.

Craig wrapped his arms around him, holding him from behind, and buried his
nose in the man's neck. He took in the smell of Justin's cologne, his soap,
and something that could only be described as the pure essence of Justin
Timberlake. Craig kissed his neck and then his ear and ran his hand up and
down the man's t-shirt covered abs.

Justin sighed a bit in his sleep moving his head against the pillow to get
more comfortable.

"I love you," Craig whispered in his ear. "I always will."

***

The word "restless" would have been an understatement to describe JC that
afternoon. He had walked around his whole house at least ten times since
Justin left. He needed air, or to talk to someone, or maybe just a drink;
he still wasn't quite sure. He collapsed on the couch in the living room,
exhausted from the emotionally straining day that was just a bit more then
half over.

For some reason his mind just wouldn't stop racing. He closed his eyes and
tried to imagine he was in a cool meadow or some other peaceful place. But
there were just all these thoughts running through his head
about...well...Wade. He hadn't meant to hit him or anything and was truly
sorry for doing so but all these different feelings started rising up in
him from the pit of his stomach once Wade started to speak. He did remember
what happened last night with Wade. Every touch, caress, and kiss were
burned into his brain with a branding iron; the way Wade's hands felt so
hot on his skin, how his long slender cock dripping with cum tasted, and
the look of the man's curved muscular ass as he spread open and
relinquished the most sacred part of himself to JC.

JC could feel his khakis tightening with each thought of Wade's tight ass
around his hard cock. He let his hand trail down his stomach to his growing
bulge. He started to massage it through the crisp fabric as he thought
about Wade's hard cock going into his mouth again. It was so hot and hard
it made him want to...

JC sighed and reached for the phone on the end table.

"Hello?" he said.

"Hey. What's up?" Lance asked.

JC laughed loudly.

"I know I'm funny but dude come on."

"No, it's...never mind. What's going on?"

"Nothing. Just bored, what are you doing tonight?"

"Not sure. Probably just stay in."

"Feel like some company or is this one of your 'me nights'?"

JC laughed, "No you can swing by if you want. Bring food."

"What kind?"

"Hmmm.... something edible preferably."

"So I'll surprise you then?"

"Yeah. You know what I like."

"I'll be by in an hour."

***

When Justin woke up he felt warm and safe, something that never happened
when he woke up alone. He turned around to face Craig who was fast
asleep. He kissed the man on the forehead and stared at his closed eyes. He
let his hand slip up to Craig's face and ran his thumb over the man's
cheek. It was so soft and warm underneath Justin's touch. He let his lips
fall on it gently feeling the heat drift up to him. He continued to caress
Craig's face and leave little kisses on his forehead, nose, and
cheeks. When Justin couldn't stand it anymore he let his lips slip down to
Craig's and kissed them softly.

Craig's relaxed mouth turned up into a smile as Justin leaned back from his
face. Craig opened his eyes and pulled Justin back to his lips with a hand
at the base of his head.

They kissed slowly and softly at first letting their tongues explore each
other's mouths. Justin let his hand rest on Craig's side, running it up and
down slowly. His hand drifted down to the bottom of Craig's shirt and then
back up underneath it. He squeezed the firm yet soft flesh of Craig's side
while running his thumb over the man's abs.

As Justin started to run his hand along Craig's hard abs Craig grasped the
back of his head tighter pulling him into his mouth even more. He ran his
hand over Justin's cheekbone and down his neck, massaging it as he went. He
pecked Justin's lips and leaned back just a few inches away from the man's
face to stare into his eyes.

Justin let his eyes flutter open when the kiss ended. He stared back into
Craig's eyes and smiled at the man.

"I love you," Craig said, his voice still heavy with sleep. He let his hand
trail down Justin's chest, between his pecks and down to his belt.

Justin let out a whimper as the man's hand traveled down his body. His
chest started to shake with the light touch.

"I love you too," he whispered.

Justin let his hand fall down lower, from Craig's abs into his jeans.

Craig let out a moan as the man started to rub his already hard cock. He
grabbed Justin, rolling on top of him, and attacked him with his mouth. He
kissed his lips and ran his teeth over Justin's neck as the other man
squirmed underneath him. He pulled the bottom of Justin's t-shirt up over
his abs and chest.

Before the shirt could hit the ground Craig was kissing Justin's neck
again. His tongue slid out of his mouth and licked across Justin's
collarbone, leaving a little kiss on his shoulder. He repeated the same
thing to the other side. He went back to Justin's lips and felt the urgency
in the man's kiss. He reluctantly left his hot sweet lips to move on to
better territory. He left little kisses down the man's chest to his right
nipple and flicked his tongue over it quickly.

"Oh God," Justin breathed heavily.

Craig massaged the other nipple with his hand as he continued to suck on
the right one.

Justin moaned as his hand slid up Craig's back to the back of his head to
hold him closer to his chest.

Craig let the hard pink nipple slide from between his full lips and licked
a trail across to the other one where he repeated the act. He continued on
his course down Justin's body with kisses and a trail of his tongue down
the man's stomach. Craig stopped at his lower abs taking the sweet skin in
his mouth. He started to suck on it and bite him gently.

Justin let his hands fall form Craig's soft hair to either side of himself
where he grasped the white comforter with his closed fists. He was so hard
and horny all he could do was think about the pleasure the man on top of
him was granting him. He raised his lower body to grind against Craig's
chest.

As Craig nipped at the taught skin on Justin's lower torso he could feel
the man's hard package scraping against him. He rose up a little letting
his hands fall to Justin's belt. Unbuckling the belt came with ease to him,
as did unbuttoning the man's pants. He lowered his head down to the zipper
and took it in between his teeth. Focusing his eyes on Justin's he brought
the zipper down.

Justin took in a sharp breath and groaned when he felt Craig's thumbs slip
into the loose waistband, scraping the sensitive skin of his hips, and
start to pull his clothing off. He raised his hips letting the jeans and
boxer briefs be pulled off of him.

As soon as the boxer briefs came down a few inches Justin's hard cock
popped out into view and slapped against his stomach, leaving a shiny
sticky spot on his abs.

Craig kneeled back over him taking Justin's hard cock in his hand and
licking up the pre-cum left on his body.

Justin groaned when he felt the warm hands on him. His lower body
instinctively raised up urging Craig to milk his cock for all it was worth.

Craig smiled down at the man and kissed his lips, still holding the
dripping dick in his hand. He started to stroke it up and down with his
hand as he flicked his tongue over the slit, eliciting a huge groan from
Justin and a squirt of white liquid from his cock.

As Craig started to slide his mouth over the hard member Justin breathed in
sharply and ran his fingers through the man's hair.

"Oh yeah," Justin moaned when Craig started to massage his balls.

Craig could feel the heat rising from the man underneath him. All of it
together, the smell of him, the taste, and the feeling of his hard cock in
his mouth, was just too much for Craig. He reached down his own body and
pulled out his cock starting to stroke it in time with his mouth moving up
and down on Justin. A thin sheen of sweat broke out over both men as Craig
sucked Justin harder and faster while pulling on his own cock furiously.

"God, Craig! Oh yeah baby! Make me cum," Justin moaned ramming his lower
body up to meet Craig's mouth and pinching his nipples with his fingers.

Craig moaned deep over Justin's cock as he shot his cum all over his
stomach.

Justin started to cum when he felt the vibration of Craig's moan on his
cock.

Craig kept sucking on Justin until the man begged him to stop. He let
Justin's softening cock pop out of his mouth as both men lay there sweating
and panting.

Justin moaned a little running his hand over his damp forehead. He looked
down at Craig who was nestled against his thigh looking up at him with a
huge smile.

"Come here," Justin said almost surprised that his voice actually worked.

Craig crawled up to him his pants and boxers still around his knees. He lay
down with his head on Justin's shoulder.

Justin kissed the man deeply on the lips, tasting his salty cum, and rolled
him over so he was directly on his back. He sat up and slid Craig's
clothing from around his legs to the floor. He started to unbutton the
striped collard shirt he was wearing very slowly leaving little kisses
where the fabric opened. Once the shirt was open Justin lowered his mouth
down to the white cream that had made its home on Craig's tanned skin. He
sucked and licked it all up and then pulled the shirt all the way off with
a little help from Craig. Justin lay down in Craig's arms relishing the
feeling of the strong chest beneath him and the soft breath on his
forehead.

 "I missed you so much today," Justin said running his hand up and down the
man's smooth chest.

"I missed you too," Craig said placing a small kiss on Justin's forehead.

"I can't wait to have you to myself for four days straight."

"Me neither. It's going to be so relaxing."

"Yeah," Justin said sitting up and resting his chin on the man's
chest. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," Craig said stroking the man's cheek lovingly.

"I know it may be kind of weird for you and everything but will you stay
with me in the house when we're recording?" he asked hopefully.

Craig couldn't help but giggle at the big bright blue eyes that were
staring up at him.

"What?" Justin asked not getting the joke.

"Nothing babe. I'd really love to but what about the other guys?"

"Well I've been doing a lot of thinking..." Justin said trailing off as he
let his eyes slip down from Craig's.

"Uh oh."

"Don't make fun," Justin said smiling at the man.

"Sorry baby," Craig said sliding his thumb over Justin's pouting lower
lip. "What have you been thinking?"

"Well I love you so much Craig and we both know that but I want other
people, the other people who are close to me, to know that too."

"So you want to tell your friends about us?"

"Yeah I do. If it's okay with you."

"Of course it is," he said smiling. "Why wouldn't it be okay?"

"I don't know. I just wanted to make sure."

"Are you sure about it, I mean really sure?" he asked searching Justin's
eyes for any sign of doubt.

"Yes I'm sure."

He found none.

Justin raised his body up with one arm on each side of Craig and kissed the
man's lips deeply.

***

"When are you going to get your dishwasher fixed?" Lance asked wiping his
forehead with his arm.

"I kind of like doing them by hand," JC said watching the man scrub the
plate.

"But you're not doing them, I am."

"That's because I have stitches Mr. Insensitive."

"I'm not the one who punched a mirror."

"It was in a fit of rage," he said laughing.

"Yeah well you know you can afford a new dishwasher right?" Lance asked
handing the wet plate to JC.

"I know but it keeps me humble. And plus I didn't have this window put in
over the sink for nothing," he said looking out at the sunset.

Lance stared out of the window with JC. There was something so romantic
about being that close to the man he longed for. It wasn't just the orange,
purple, and red swirling sky in front of them, it was the smell of JC's
cologne, and it was doing something so ordinary like washing the dishes.

"Hey wake up," JC said leaning into Lance's shoulder.

"Sorry. Just thinking how great this is," he said looking into JC's eyes.

JC held his stare for a second then looked down, "Yeah right."

Lance just laughed lightly glancing back at the downcast eyes. He wasn't
sure if it was being so close to JC, the beers at dinner, or the sunset,
but all of a sudden he got an urge to kiss the man, to just lean over and
place his lips softly on JC's. He wanted to confess his love to him,
telling him about all the times he had dreamed of touching him and holding
him.

JC's eyes shifted over to Lance and found themselves staring into the man's
light green pools.

They held each other's gaze for a second and even JC couldn't deny there
was some sort of connection. They both jumped slightly and their eyes went
back down to their work when the doorbell rang. No one made a move to
answer the door until it rang again.

"Do you want me to get that?" Lance asked still not meeting JC's eyes.

"No I will," he said walking out of the kitchen while drying his hands on a
dishtowel.

He threw the towel over his shoulder and opened the door.

"Hey," Wade said.

To be continued...

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