Date: Mon, 20 Sep 1999 15:36:10 EDT
From: Faradhi269@aol.com
Subject: nsync-new-life-9

**Here's part 9.  Thanks again to all those who wrote me mail.  It means a lot
to me.  Just to let you all know, I'm going to be skipping a lot of time.  The
rest of the middle of the story isn't very interesting, so I'll give a quick
overview.  If this offends people who've been reading and enjoying the story so
far, I'm sorry, but I just can't keep it up.
Now for the Legal stuff.  If you're underage, you're learning very quickly,
aren't you?  And if this offends you, why did you even enter the archive?**

	Time passed very quickly there.  I spent as much time with Justin as
possible and after a week, managed to convince him to come out to his mom.  He
was rather surprised by how well she took it, but afterwards, everything ran
smoothly.  I had a new life, I didn't have any more nightmares and I was with my
soul mate.  Nothing could have been any better.  Whenever Justin had to go to a
photoshoot or a rehearsal or recording, I'd usually stay home and take care of
Jonathan, since Lynn was on the go a lot.  I went clubbing with the guys and
went with them to public appearances as the "bodyguard" and moral support.  I
also met a lot of their friends: the Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, Brittney
Spears, Christina Aguilera, and a couple of others.  They were all a lot of fun,
and I got along really well with them.  Actually, the first time I met BSB,
Kevin snorted and looked at Joey.  "You're right, Joey," he said.  "He does look
like Nick."  Upon hearing this, Nick ran forward and went, "Hmmph.  He doesn't
look anything like me."  In a voice that mimicked his exactly in sound and tone,
I asked him, "Really?  Wow, thanks for clearing that up, Nick.  By the way, I'm
Nick.  Nice to meet you," and I held up my hand.  He stepped back and stared at
me with his eyes wide.  We all laughed until Nick grunted, "OK, so I guess there
IS someone else on the planet who's as cute as I am!"  We all laughed again with
a lot of "In your dreams, Nick" and "Yeah, Rights" thrown in.  But more
importantly, I fell in love with Justin all over again every single day and
spent hours every day telling myself how lucky I was.  I also practiced my
martial arts over and over again ever day.  I worked on everything I knew and
soon I was faster and stronger and had better technique than I ever had before.
I didn't really know why I practiced so hard, but I had a feeling that I should
probably become as good as possible.  That was really how I spent most of the
time.

	What none of the guys, even Justin, knew is that I was getting a house
built for me.  Don't get me wrong, I loved living with Justin and his family,
but I had some plans and I would need my own place.  So for the year or so that
it took for the house to be built, I began preparing for those plans.
	The first part was, of course, the house.  It was being built on Captiva
Island, a place I used to vacation as a kid and had very fond memories of.  It
was a few miles southwest of Ft. Meyers, Florida, so it wasn't really that far
from everyone.  I loved this house.  It had a pool and also was on a private
beach and was several stories tall.  The steps to the front door actually came
in on the second floor of the house, the first floor being an above-ground
basement.  The entrance hallway was sheathed in marble and had a real crystal
chandelier hanging from it.  In fact, most of the house was either real,
polished wood or marble.  The house itself was a little off the ground, as is
normal for a beach house and ended up with six or seven bedrooms and 5 full
bathrooms.  The kitchen was modern and full of wood and marble and adjoined the
dining room which had a polished wood floor and beautiful wooden furniture
through a swinging door and both were huge.  The great room was on the second
floor and was lushly carpeted and I'd furnished it with very comfortable couches
and chairs.  It had a full and complete entertainment system and surround sound
installed into the walls.  The first floor was a gym-with weights, exercise
machines and a fully mirrored practice area for me: complete with heavy bags,
weapons holders and targets.
	Along with the house, the private stretch of beach had a dock for boating
and fishing, and lashed to the dock was a new motorboat and two powerful wave
runners.  All in all, it was really a perfect paradise house.
	The other primary part of the plan was getting two very special pieces of
jewelry made.  Once the house was done, I'd give them to Justin.

	So, time passed and I grew accustomed to my new life.  Finally, exactly
one year later, Justin came back from his recording session carrying a long box.
	"Hey, Ryan?" he called when he got in.  "Where are you?"  He didn't hear a
response, so he went upstairs.  "Sweetie?"
	"I'm in here, Justin," I called from the bathroom.
	He came into the bathroom and saw me sitting in the tub, luxuriating in
the steaming water.  "You're back early," I noted.
	He leaned in and gave me a huge kiss.  "Did you send this to the studio?"
he asked me, holding the box in his hand out for inspection.
	"Why, I believe so," I told him, laughing at his excitement.  "Is there
something wrong?"
	He opened the box and pulled out the dozen red roses.  "Not at all.  Happy
anniversary to you too, honey."  He leaned in and kisssed me passionately again.
I wrapped my arms around his head and just let myself fall into the bliss of his
love.  After an eternal minute, he broke the kiss to look into my eyes.  I found
myself thinking how amazing that after a full year, I still swoon whenever he
kisses me or touches me or even looks into my eyes.  I hoped that it would never
end.  Suddenly, I had an interesting idea.  I tightened my arms around his neck
and yanked him into the tub, clothes and all.
	He screamed at first and came out spluttering.  "What was that for?" he
asked.
	"Oh, nothing," I told him impishly.  "I just love seeing you wet!"
	He kissed me again, and I could tell that he was excited about something
more than me this time.  I pulled back a little.  "What's got you so worked up?"
	"We're about to go on a six-month world tour with BSB and Brittney!" he
exclaimed.  "This is gonna be so cool!"
	"Great!  Where are we going first?"
	"We're going to spend a month in Europe, a month in Asia and Australia, a
month in Africa, one more in South America, and two months here and then come
home for a long break!"
	"That's going to be sweet!" I told him.  I did a few quick calculations in
my head and asked, "So we'll be back on the 9th of February, right?"
	"Yep.  So you'll get to spend your birthday at home, Ry."
	"Great!  I can't wait to start.  When do we leave?"
	"In three days," he told me.
	"Well, then, I'd better start getting ready, shouldn't I?"  I heaved
myself out of the tub and Justin looked me up and down appreciatively.  "Very
nice," he noted.
"Thanks, hon," I said, giving him a hug, "but you know it's not fair.
Besides, I think you need to get out of those wet clothes before you get sick."
I slowly pulled Justin's wet shirt off.  It was heavy and decided that it wanted
to cling to his skin.  I couldn't blame it.  Then I tried to remove his jeans.
The were really heavy with water and wanted to put up a fight, but I eventually
won and Justin was standing there as comfortably naked as I was.  I looked at
him suggestively and he blushed.  -How sweet-I thought.  -Even after all this
time-  So I said, "God, Justin, I know I say this a lot, but you are so sexy."
He smiled and said, "We need to get dressed."
	I nodded, "I know.  I know."
	We got dressed and went clubbing with the guys to celebrate the new tour.

	The tour had two highlights, even though it was the most amazing and fun
experience any of us had had before.  The first highlight occurred in Spain.
Everyone had noticed how Justin and I acted towards each other, in private at
least.  In public, we were still just good friends.  After a month of seeing
this, some of the guys in BSB-Nick, Howie and Brian decided at the next meeting
to find out what the deal was.
	"Um, Justin," Nick started while we were all sitting in Kevin's room, "I
can't help but notice how you and Ryan, uh..."
	"You know," Howie helped him, "are always spending time together."
	"Are you two, like, a couple?"  Brian aksed bluntly.
	Justin an Ilooked at each other.  "Uh, well," I started.  I had to be
careful here.  I didn't want to hurt Justin's career.
	Justin grabbed my hand and gave it a pat.  "Yeah.  It's been a little over
a year," he told the guys proudly.  They stared, and Brittney was the first to
say, "Wow, guys.  I'm so happy for you."  I smiled at her and gave her a peck on
the cheek.  "Ryan, you picked a great guy," she assured me.  "I know," I told
her proudly.  Justin gave me a squeeze and all the rest of the guys agreed with
her.
"We don't mind, Curly," Nick assured him, "we just wanted to be sure."
	"Yeah," Brian agreed under Kevin's disapproving stare.  "Sorry for putting
you on the spot."
	"It's all right guys," Justin told them.  I just nodded.  If Justin wanted
them to know, I wasn't going to disagree.
	The next couple of months passed smoothly.  Everyone was comfortable
around me and Justin and we all had a lot of laughs.  So everything went great
in Europe and Asia.  Australia and Africa were fine, too.  I got a great tan and
learned how to surf in Australia and in Africa, I learned some tribal dancing
and got some authentic tribal stuff.  South America was a blast, since I speak
Spanish.  The Iguacu Falls in Uruguay were gorgeous and Justin and I had a
romantic night.
	But the next event took place in St. Louis, my hometown.  It was the
second-last stop on the tour.  It was cold, so we really didn't spend that much
time going around the city.  We did go to the arch, though.  On January 31,
after the concert in the TWA Dome, we all went back to the hotel.  I knew the
area well and went to a clothing store in the nearby Union Station mall to pick
up a nice suit.  I figured I'd have a surprise in store for Justin tonight.
Just to be on the safe side, I called Lance on his cell and told him that I'd be
a couple of minutes late.  "Stall him," I said.  He gave me the OK and I was
off.

	Meanwhile, in Kevin's room:
	"Where's Ryan?" Justin asked worriedly.  "I haven't seen him since we got
back to the hotel."
	"Don't worry about it, Curly," Lance told him, calming him down.  "You
know he'll be here.  He won't forget your birthday," he assured him.
	"C'mon man, let's get started already!"  Brian said.
	"Yeah, man, I'm hungry," Chris joined in.  "Let's get some food in here!"
At that, Kevin came in through the door with a huge cake on it.  The icing
formed a CD as the rim of a basketball hoop and a basketball was going through
it.  Twenty candles lined the cake-19 for Justin and one to grow on.  All of
them started singing "Happy Birthday" to Justin and it was a new version of it.
The harmonies formed were absolutely amazing and the entire song was upbeat.
	Justin smiled, "OK, which one of you came up with the new version?"
	Joey sheepishly raised his hand.  Justin ran over and gave him a hug.
"Thanks a lot, Joey.  It's great."
	"Justin, blow out the candles," Brittney told him impatiently, "and make a
wish."
	"OK," he said.  -I wish Ryan were here-he thought and he blew out all of
the candles.

	Walking back from the store in my new suit, I stopped suddenly.  "Shit," I
exclaimed.  "That took longer than I thought.  Justin's already blowing out the
candles!" and with that, I ran to the hotel to get my presents for him.

	Justin opened his presents like a kid at Christmas.  He got lots of
clothing, most of it baby blue and of course some CD's.  He got a nice CD player
from JC.  Nick looked at JC curiously and JC said, "I'm getting tired of him
always borrowing mine!"  They all laughed.  JC's had been the last present, and
there was an uneasy silence.
	Justin looked around, very hurt that I wasn't there, but still happy that
his friends were around him and showed how much they cared for him.  Suddenly,
there was a knock at the door.
	Kevin flew to the door and opened it.  There I stood with two small boxes
wrapped in silver paper with baby blue ribbons and wearing a formal 3 piece
suit.  Justin looked at me with a smile on his face and Lance and Joey looked
relieved.  Almost everyone else in the room looked at me strangely because of
how I was dressed.
	Joey opened his mouth to say something, but I gave him a quick wink and he
closed it.  Justin, however, didn't see the exchange as he was already running
towards me to pull me into a fierce hug.  "Ooof!" I exclaimed as he barreled
into me.  "I love you too, Justin," I wheezed.  He was squeezing so tight.
"Happy birthday!"  He let me go and stepped back.  "What?  You didn't think I
forgot, did you?"
	He shook his head.  "I just was worried about you, that's all."  His lower
lip came out a bit.
	I smiled.  God I loved this man!  "I'm sorry, cutie, but you know me.  I
gotta make an entrance."  All the guys from NSync laughed, remembering how I
first met them, and Justin smiled hugely.
	I handed him the first box.  He unwrapped the paper and opened the long,
thin box.  Inside, was a disk made out of silver on a silver chain.  A picture
of my face was engraved on the front side of the disk and on my forehead was a
heart made of cut amethyst, our birthstone.  Engraved on the back was Justin's
name in mystic runes and written underneath was, "With love, Ryan."  He looked
at me with tears in his eyes, and I reached into the pocket of my jacket and
pulled out another disk on a chain.  This one had a wolf engraved on the front
and my name engraved in runes on the back.
	I put it around my neck and said, "Justin, I had this amulet made for me
years ago to serve as a protector.  I never took it off.  But when my family
died, I pulled it off and shoved it into my bag, too afraid to wear it again,
but too afraid to get rid of it.  When I found you, I realized how connected we
were.  Now please, hold out your amulet."  He held it in his hand and I touched
my amulet to it and held them both tightly together until they were warm.  "Now,
Justin, you also have a protector-that which is engraved on the front."
He smiled and I unclasped the chain and put it around his neck.  "It's
pretty heavy," he complained.
	"You'll get used to it.  And you can always take it off, even if you're
not supposed to.  I'd never stop you from doing anything," I informed him.  He
leaned forward and kissed me tenderly.  As his tongue entered my mouth, the two
amulets clanged together and I felt a flood of warmth flow out of me and into
Justin through our interlocking tongues.  His eyes opened in surprise and I drew
him into a deeper, longer kiss by wrapping my arms around his neck.
	"Ahem," AJ interrupted, embarrassed.  "Do you want us to wait outside?"
Justin and I broke apart in surprise, both of us blushing a little.  All the
others laughed.
	"What's in the other box, Ryan," Chris wanted to know.
	"Guys, I've been standing for a while, can I please sit down first?" I
asked artfully innocent.  Kevin laughed, "Sure, find a seat somewhere."  Justin
and I went to the couch and I sat almost on top of him, but with only my right
side on the couch.  My left was being supported by my left leg off the couch.
I handed Justin the other box.  He looked at me, curious of what it was,
but I only smiled and nodded towards it.  He opened the box carefully and gasped
with what he saw inside.  It was a ring, made of two pieces of metal
intertwining together until you couldn't really separate the two.  One was a
strip of plain platinum, but the other was platinum with .5 carat sapphires all
along the strip.  There were easily about 40 of them.  And along the outside of
the plain band, there was some more engraving.  Justin pulled the ring close to
his face and read the engraving, his eyes widening and filling with tears.
He started to cry and dove into my shoulder, dropping the ring next to him
on the couch.  He started to kiss me passionately and hugged me like he would
never let me go.
	"Well, what does it say?"  Lance wanted to know.
	Brittney, the one sitting closest to where Justin put down the ring,
picked it up and read out loud, slowly and with a catch in her voice: "Justin, I
love you more than life itself.  Without you, I would know only darkness.  You
have been my light.  Please light my life forever.  Will you marry me?"
Everyone had tears in their eyes and I stopped Justin's kiss.  I held out
my hand and Brittney put the ring in it.
	 I slid my right side off the couch so that I was kneeling on my right
side and looked at Justin in the eye.  "Justin, will you please marry me?"
	With his eyes full of tears, he smiled at me-a smile so full of love that
I nearly melted on the spot-and said, "With all my heart, Ryan."  I smiled, put
the ring on his finger and he pulled me up for a kiss.  Both of us were crying,
and surprisingly, so was everyone else.  When we kissed again, a huge cheer went
up from everyone in the room.  After a few more minutes, I whispered to Justin,
	"I have one more present for you then, baby."  I pulled out a photo of my
newly completed house and showed it to him.  "It's ours.  Happy birthday, my
love."
	His eyes widened even more and we fell into each other's arms again.

	The tour finished off strong, and Justin and I returned home.  Lynn, ever
perceptive immediately noticed the ring on Justin's left hand.  She smiled
hugely and welcomed us home with a hug.
	"Oh, Justin, I'm so happy for you both!"
	"Thanks Mom!" he answered, a little embarrassed.
	"Lynn, I'm as happy as can be," I started.
	"Mom," she corrected.
	"OK, Mom," I gave in.  "But I think we need to get serious for a moment."
Both of them looked at me intently.  "I have some plans.  The important thing is
to keep Justin's career intact.  If the public found out about it, there could
be all hell to pay."
	"I don't care!"  Justin exclaimed.  "I don't want to be hiding our love
for the rest of my life!"
	"We'll talk about that later, hon.  For now, I feel that it's best to keep
it under wraps.  I understand how showbiz goes too, and believe me, I really
feel it's for the best.  So, we'll need to book a flight to Hawaii, since it's
the only state not too shortsighted.  I kind of, uh, have a pilot's license and
I made a few phone calls.  I now have a small jet, too."
	Justin just stared at me.  I looked over at Lynn.  She had the same look
on her face, too.
	"What?"
	"You-you have a plane?" Justin asked incredulously.
	"Don't worry about it.  Anyway, we'll need to keep it small and private.
I can arrange that no press finds out about it.  But we have to set a date."
	"Well, how about March 15th?" Justin asked.
	"Isn't that a bit...soon?" Lynn objected.  "No offense, Ryan, but normally
engagements last a long time before the ceremony occurs."
	"I understand entirely, Mom, but the longer we wait, the better chance
someone may have of finding out the truth.  And just like Justin, I'm really
excited too.  We've been good boys, now it's our turn to have some fun," I added
jokingly.
	Justin looked at me scathingly.  "Ryan, did you have to say something like
that to my mom?" He asked uncomfortably.
	"She knows I'm kidding, baby," I smirked at him.  He laughed.
	"It seems like you have pretty much everything figured out, Ryan," Lynn
noted.
	"Except one thing," Justin piped up.
	"What's that, hon?" I wondered.
	"Jonathan," he replied simply.  "I know I'd love him to be in the wedding
ceremony, but wouldn't we have to, uh, explain things first?"
	"God, I didn't even think about it!"
	"Justin, think about it.  Are you sure?" Lynn asked, concerned.
	"I'm positive," he told her stubbornly.
	"Well, then," I told him, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder,
"let's go tell him."  I led the way up to Jonathan's room and he looked up from
his Mariokart.
	"Jonathan," I began, "you know what a wedding is, right?"
	"Yeah," he answered me, confused.
	"Well, Justin's going to be in a wedding soon, and he wants you to be in
it with him."
	"OK, it sounds fun!"
	"Well, there's only one thing, Jonathan..." I went on to explain how I was
going to be the one marrying Justin.  It got fairly complicated, trying to make
a kid his age understand, but he was a bright boy.  And, being a normal boy of
around 9 or so, he much understood how Justin could prefer marrying a boy than a
girl, so it wasn't too bad.
	"Thanks, Ry," Justin told me, grabbing my hand as we walked back
downstairs.  "I couldn't have done it without you."
	"That's how I feel about living, Justin, so I have no problem helping
out," I told him.  "Now, if we're getting married in a month, we've got some
planning to do.  We need to get a hall, get tuxes for us and our friends and get
everything ready."
	Justin started calling the guys.  We decided to keep the guest list small-
it'd be Christina, Brittney, BSB and 98 Degrees along with Justin's close
family.  He also informed me that Gloria Estefan would come to the reception,
but couldn't quite make the ceremony.
	I called Hawaii and arranged for the hall and the ceremony.  I also
informed them that any, and I meant ANY word of this to any form of press-or to
anyone not ABSOLUTELY necessary would result in a horrifying legal action that
would bankrupt the entire state.  I think my point got across, and I was fairly
sure that it would work out all right.
	"Justin, sweetheart, I have an idea.  Let's move most of our stuff into
the house, and our first night together can be in our new house.  What do you
think?"  I asked.
	"Oh, honey, that's a great idea!"
	So that's how we spent the next month-preparing for the wedding and moving
our things into our new house.

	On early March 14, all the guests came to the airport and I got ready to
fly us all to Hawaii.  It was going to be a long flight, but with autopilot, it
wouldn't be too bad.  It took about 16 hours, but the flight went smoothly.  We
all stayed at Wakkiki and got everything set up for the ceremony.
The next day dawned clear and beautiful.  Justin and I woke up and took a
nice, long shower together.  I rubbed my hand over his smooth, muscular chest
and washed every inch of his body.  I gave him a deep, probing kiss during this
and while my hands caressed Justin's sexy exterior, using my tongue, I soothed
his sexy interior and his hear was beating quickly.  He was most definitely
aroused, but I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "Wait, just one more day."
He nodded and began to give me the same treatment that I gave him.  My
heart soared at how gently he touched me-it seemed like he was in awe, and I
knew that I was definitely no god for him to worship, but that feeling was so
incredible that I let it wash over me and the only thing more powerful than that
bliss was the strength of my love for the man beside me.
We dressed each other in our tuxes.  They were works of art.  Both of
them.  His had a baby blue vest with a silvery sheen and my vest was silver with
a bluish tint.  They were great.  We walked into the hall together and I looked
around.  The hall was white marble soaring high up to the carved wooden ceiling.
There were bright windows streaming in sunlight and the oak judges desk was in
the front.  The benches were made of carved wood and each had a plush velvet
curtain.  For the ceremony, giant golden candelabras were brought out and white
candles lit everywhere.  The bouquets of flowers were at the end of every bench
and the white carpet rolled out was stunning, even among the white marble floor.
There were a lot of dresses and quite a few suits, but most of my friends were
in tuxes.  Them and everyone else in a tux had blue and silver streaks
intertwining throughout the entire vest.  As Justin had all of NSync to stand
with him, BSB decided to stand with me.  And as a tribute, 98 Degrees sang "I
Do" while Jonathan brought up the rings.  My eyes filled with tears as they
finished the song, "If you're askin' Do I Love you this much?  Baby I
Do..."Justin and I had picked the rings together and had them specially made.
My ring was an amethyst 8th note on a platinum band with diamonds around the top
part of the band and Justin's name engraved on the bottom of it, and his ring
was and amethyst 16th note with blue sapphires in the exact pattern of the
diamonds in mine, but moved one half step, so that where my ring had spaces, his
had the sapphires, and where I had gems, his had spaces.  They were beautiful,
and both of us were in tears as we exchanged rings and vows.  Lynn was crying
and so were Brittney and Christina.
At the end of our vows, Justin promised, "Ryan, I swear to you, I'll never
break your heart," and at that cue, all three bands (except Justin and me) broke
out into "I'll Never Break Your Heart," and they all blended in a heavenly
harmony.
I smiled.  "You set this up."  He smiled back.  "This is for the way you
proposed, love." I laughed and we kissed.
The ceremony over, we went to the reception hall.  Gloria arrived just in
time and everyone told her how beautiful the wedding had been.  She said she was
sorry she missed it, and we all sat down to eat.  It was a small dinner, but it
was really good and we all had a lot of fun.  We danced and sang and enjoyed
ourselves immensely.  Justin and I had the first dance, though and Gloria stood
up and took the mike.  The rest of NSync joined her, and so did Nick Carter.
Together, they sang "Music of My Heart," the song that I'd hummed and had become
such a hit over a year ago.  I smiled and the two of us danced.  Then Justin
danced with Lynn, and I danced with Brittney, then we switched and we all danced
together.
 All the guys from BSB and 98 Degrees gave us wedding presents, as did
all of Justin's family.  But NSync waited until the end.  They came up to me and
handed me an envelope.  I looked at them strangely and then at Justin.  He
nodded eagerly.  Apparently he knew what was inside and couldn't wait to see my
reaction.  I opened it and inside was a piece of paper that seemed similar to a
diploma.  I read it and it said, "On behalf of the members of *NSYNC, we hereby
welcome RYAN BONO as one of its members with all rights, and privileges."
Handwritten at the bottom was, "Rehearsal is tomorrow at 7 am!"  And it was
signed, Lance, Justin, Joey, JC and Chris.  I looked at them.  "Are you guys
serious?"  They all nodded.  I was shocked.  I didn't know what to say.  "B-but
wedding presents are supposed to be for us both.  What's Justin get out of
this?" I finally managed.  He leaned into me and said, "You."  And he kissed me
again.  What could I do?  I accepted gratefully.  At the end of the day, after
all of the excitement and goodbyes, we went back to the hotel and packed for the
trip back.
"Are you sure you're OK to fly?"  Justin asked worriedly.
"J, we're on autopilot almost the entire time," I explained patiently.
"Besides, I want to get home."
"I do, too, but I just wanted to be sure," he assured me.
We had agreed that Justin and I would fly back and everyone else would
enjoy the vacation in Hawaii for a few days.

The flight home was uneventful and we rested as much as possible, so we
were actually awake when we arrived.  Both of us were very anxious as I drove us
to Captiva.
We got to the house about 2 pm and I unlocked the door.  I also gave
Justin his key.  Then, to his surprise, I bent down and picked him up.
"What are you doing?" he laughed.
"It's my house and I'm carrying my love over the threshold.  You got a
problem with that?"
He hugged me and told me, "Absolutely not."
We went up to the bedroom and got more and more anxious.  I pulled down
the shades and lit a few candles while Justin pulled down the sheets of our new
king sized bed.  Once everything was ready, I went over to him and kissed him
passionately.  We fell on the bed and he started rubbing his hand over my chest
underneath my shirt.  I quickly pulled it off and, on a whim, decided to get his
shirt off, too.  We kissed the entire time, and his hands were exploring every
inch of my body just as mine were exploring him.  I broke the kiss and lifted
Justin until he was standing next to the bed.
"What are you doing?" he moaned.
Instead of answering, I went over to his pants and unbuckled his belt.  I
pulled it out and unbuttoned them too.  Then I leaned in and unzipped his fly
with my mouth.  Immediately, his tented boxers came out and hit me in the nose.
As his pants dropped, I put my mouth around the head of his cotton-clad cock and
gently sucked on it.  He moaned in pleasure and his knees buckled.  I reached up
and grab\bed the waistband of the boxers and pulled them down.  I looked at his
penis up close.  It's head was purplish and glistened with precum.  It was
beautiful and almost 8" fully hard.  I took a deep breath and nudged him onto
the bed.  Then I went down on him.  I took his head in my mouth and started
sucking on it.  I licked his slit and tongued any part of him that I could
reach.  He moaned with bliss and began humping unconsciously.  I figured that I
had the opportunity to try something I'd heard about and I took another deep
breath and went down on him, not stopping until I felt his pubic hairs tickling
my nose.  I fought my natural gag reflex and started to make swallowing motions
with my throat around his cock.  His moaning became more intense and he said,
"Ryan, I'm gonna cum!"  I pulled back a little and started swallowing as quickly
as I could to stop anything from spilling out.  I got some on my tongue and it
was the sweetest thing that I've ever tasted.  I wanted more, but I knew I'd
have to wait.
He lay back for a moment, spent and then pulled me down on the bed and
began to remove my pants and underwear.  He kissed my chest, moving to my
nipples and started sucking on them.  I'd never realized how great that could
feel!  Each nipple shot fire through my chest in exquisite pleasure.  Then he
moved down my chest, kissing my abs and navel until he finally got to my 7 1/2"
member.  He inhaled the head and began moving up and down.  I moaned in sheer
ecstasy.  He tried to go all the way down, but he just couldn't do it and
started to gag. So he pulled back and just started pumping instead.  I sure as
hell didn't mind.  I would have encouraged him, but only grunts and moans and
cries of pleasure escaped from my lips.  Before too long, I felt my balls
tighten and I gasped, "I'm go-gonna" and I blew before I could say anything
more.  Justin took my whole load and just let it flow down his throat.  Then he
leaned in and kissed me after cleaning my cock.  As we kissed, our cum mixed and
it was amazing.  As he pressed against me, I realized that he was hard again.
"Justin, I want-I need you inside me," I told him.  "Just, go slow first,
ok?"
"Of course, baby," he assured me, "and if you start to hurt, tell me, OK?"
"Uh huh," I muttered as I reached for the nightstand next to the bed.  I
opened it and pulled out a tube of KY jelly.  "I came prepared," I joked lamely.
He laughed anyway and started lubing my hole as I lay on my back.  He
slipped one finger in and I gasped at the invasion.  It didn't hurt though, and
after he inserted it to the second knuckle, he pulled out and tried for two
fingers.
That did hurt, and I hissed in pain.  He immediately pulled his fingers
out and asked, "Are you OK?" in a concerned voice.  I nodded and tried to relax.
He pushed one finger in easily and soon the second one followed suit.  Once it
was in, the pain seemed to go away and he moved his fingers around, gently
stretching my hole.  When I was loose, he put some jelly on his engorged member
and aimed its head for my tunnel.  He pushed very slowly as I gasped in pain
again.  He stopped and held it, letting me adjust, the whole time telling me how
much he loved me.  I smiled at him and when the pain went away, I nodded to him
to continue.  He moved forward slowly and before very long, I felt his balls
against mine.  I felt so... full, so... complete.  I was in heaven.  When he
first started to move, the pain shot back, but was almost immediately replaced
by pleasure as he hit the prostate.  I was in bliss and so was Justin, who was
moaning how great it felt.  No words were needed and so we concentrated on the
pleasure that we were giving each other.  After screwing me for a few minutes,
Justin began to build up speed and power.  The pleasure intensified
exponentially and I couldn't hold back any more.  I screamed and came all over
myself without touching anything.  My orgasm sent him over the edge and I soon
felt him release his seed deep in me.  We kissed and basked in the glory of our
orgasmic bliss while we recovered.
It was our wedding night after all, and we made love for hours, until both
of us were drained completely dry.  Then we showered together, each enjoying an
orgasm under the water, and went to bed naked and in each others' arms.  I slept
peacefully and dreamt of my love-Justin.


**That's all for part 9.  I know it jumped around a bit, but I had to get to
this part.  Part 10 will be coming as soon as I have time, and it will be the
last part.  If any of you are disappointed in the love scene, I'm sorry.  But if
that's really all you want, there are thousands of other stories in this archive
with stuff like that.  Still thanks to all of you who've written me.  I really
appreciate it and I love you all.  I hope that you'll all read part 10.  I've
been looking forward to it for a while.  As to my inspiration-Zeo, thanks.  I
needed to do this.  If any of you want to talk to me about writing, please e-
mail me whenever you want.  I'm always available.   -Ryan**