Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2000 13:07:12 EDT From: Derik Blake Subject: *Nsync with my Premonitions--Part 7 September 26, 2000 Derikab@hotmail.com *Nsync with my Premonitions-Part 7 This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned. If you are under 18 years of age, please leave now. OK, guys, I haven't received much email from people. If you are reading this and you do like the story, I can tell you that it is only going to get better. Some major twist and turns are coming up. Let me hear from you. If you don't like the story, let me hear from you. I'm going to finish the story regardless, but it would be better if I got some emails telling me how the story is. C'mon. It doesn't take but a minute to do that. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. The next one will come out within the week. I do want to thank the people who have been giving me feedback. I love it all and thank you for your support. A story you HAVE to read if you haven't already is "Lance in Shining Armour". Warning: you will need tissue at the end. My tears were flowing. Write the author and let him know how he did. I thought it was fantastic!!!!! PS. Thanks to Angela, (Hey, Fozziebaby) for the great emails. I love talking to you. I hope to keep it up for a long time. See ya. Part 7 The next morning, I heard a knock on my door. I opened my eyes and realized where I was. Quickly, I looked to see if JC and I were both covered. When I saw that we were, I told whoever was at the door to come in. "It's 6:00. If you two are going to leave by seven, you better get on up." "Thanks, mom. I'll get my shower and be down soon." "OK," she said as she pulled her head back into the hall and closed the door. I looked over and JC was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I almost didn't want to wake him, but I knew I needed to. I was thinking of a creative way to wake him, but I didn't want to be vulgar with it. So, instead of doing what I wanted, I just started rubbing my finger over his nose very lightly. He tried to brush it away a couple of time, but didn't succeed. On my third pass, I was at the end of his nose when his eyes popped open, scaring me. "Why are you bothering me?" he asked, closing his eyes again. "It's time to get up. I was gonna give you a blowjob to wake you, but I thought that we needed to get a move on." "Well, I would've liked the blowjob better than you tickling my nose, but like you said, we do need to get moving." "Get up and go get some coffee. I'm gonna get in the shower." After my shower, JC went to get his. I finished the last bit of coffee he had in his cup and took it downstairs to get a refill. When I got in the kitchen, mom was cooking a small breakfast for the three of us. "Where's everybody else?" "They're still sleeping." "Oh," I said, pouring a cup of coffee. "How did the two of you sleep?" "We slept fine. Since JC and I have been sharing a bed, I have been sleeping a lot better. It's just nice to have someone there sleeping with you." "I know. When you father died, I didn't sleep well for about three months. Afterwards, I just got used to sleeping alone. When Mike and I got married, I started sleeping as I did with daddy. It does help when someone's next to you." "So, what do you think of JC?" I asked her. "He's a very nice young man. He's charming, sweet, and he is very handsome." After a short pause, she continued. "Do you really love him, Monty?" "Yes, Ma'am. I don't think that I have ever loved anyone more. He is what I have always wanted in someone. Even if he wasn't famous, I would still love him just the same." "So the only reason you love him is because he's famous?" she asked. "No, what I mean is, that when we first met, I didn't know he was JC from *Nsync. I fell in love with the person I was talking and dancing with. If he ended up not being who he is, and remained that guy in the club, I still would've loved him. Understand?" "Yeah, I see what you're saying," she said. Looking past me she asked another question. "What about you JC?" I looked behind me and JC was just coming into the kitchen. He sat at the table next to me and grabbed the coffee cup and took a gulp. "What's that, Marie?" he asked. "What made you fall in love with my son?" He just looked at her, then back at me and smiled then thought for a minute before answering. "Well, I fell in love with Monty because of who he is. He's very caring, he's loving and he's fun to be with. I once told him that I fell in love with him in my dreams, which is true, but when I saw his eyes for the first time, he had me and wouldn't let me go." While JC was talking, mom had prepared three plates and set them on the table. After JC's story, we started eating. During breakfast, we had some small talk then it came time for us to leave. I went upstairs and woke Lance and Connie up and told them goodbye. Afterwards, I came back downstairs and handed mom a tape. "Give this to Lance and Connie. It's the tape we made yesterday, but tell them they can't just show it to everyone. We don't want all of us to end up in the papers. Plus, JC hasn't told anyone outside his family." "I'll just keep it here and when they want to see it they can watch it here." I reached over and gave her a hug and a kiss bye and JC did the same. She made him feel very comfortable and he did the same for her. Once in the car, JC told me that I had a great family. I told him thanks and I was hoping to say the same about his. We started our drive to Orlando with him driving and me holding his free hand. Along the way, JC was talking about how much he would just love to get away for a week before going back on the road. "Monty, how about we do it?" he asked, excitedly. "Do what?" I asked back. "Get away for a week." "Well, it sounds great, but where do you wanna go?" "The beach," he answered with a smile. "JC, it's the end of December and it's too cold for the beach," I explained. "Not in Jamaica," he said looking at me. "Jamaica? When are we going to have time to go to Jamaica?" "We can stay with my mom for two days and leave on the 27th. We can stay for a week and be back on the 4th. I don't have to be back with the guys until the 6th. We have plenty of time for us to do this. What do you say?" After thinking for a minute, I answered, "Ok. Lets do it." "Great. We are going to have so much fun. Swimming, running on the beach, relaxing. We are going to have a blast." I just sat and listened to him talk about what he wanted to do on the trip. He made it sound wonderful. I didn't care what we did, as long as we were going to be together. About four and a half hours after our start, we came to the end of our trip. We got to Orlando and we headed for his mom's house. When we pulled up, he rolled the window down and hit a 10-digit combination in a box and the gates in front of us opened. His parents house had to be gorgeous with gates like these surrounding it. I was expecting four, maybe five stories with a huge yard. What I saw was the complete opposite. There was this nice little 'country' style house with two stories and a porch that wrapped around to the back. The yard was big, but not all was cut nicely. The uncut part was for that pasture feel of the country. His mom explained this to me later. When we finally pulled up to the house, our first greeters were his dogs. He had two of them. Both small and loving. One was a West Highland Terrier named Samantha and the other was a Jack Russell Terrier named Megan. They came around the open doors of the car and jumped in our laps, going straight for the face to say hello. After a minute or two, the dogs switched and I got the other and the one that was kissing me first went to JC. After our greetings with the dogs, we finally were able to get out of the car. We grabbed the rest of the gifts that we brought for his family and his brother was the first one out the door. "Give us a hand, Tyler," he yelled to his brother. Tyler jumped off the porch and came and grabbed a few presents out of the car and walked with us to the house. Once inside, the house was completely decorated in the Christmas spirit. In the corner of the living room, there was a 10-foot tree decorated very simply with old ornaments. Only white lights were wrapped around, giving the living room a feel from the past. Once we put the gifts under the tree, his mom and dad came down the stairs, followed by his sister. "Hi, mom," he said giving her a hug. "Hey, baby. How are you?" "Fine," he answered. "Hi, son. How's the tour going?" his father asked. "Just great, dad." He went over and hugged his father then moved to hug his sister. Since JC and Tyler had their hands full when we walked in the house, JC finally gave Tyler a hug. Afterwards, JC introduced me to everyone. "Mom, Dad, Heather and Tyler, I would like you to meet Monty." "So, you're the one that JC can't stop talking about," his father said, reaching for my hand. I just blushed and said, "I guess so." "Monty, I would like you to meet my mom....." he said, pointing to her. "Karen," she interrupted. "...Dad..." "Roy," his father added. "...Heather and Tyler." I shook each of their hands; his fathers twice and we went and sat in the living room to talk. JC asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I declined and he walked in the kitchen followed by his brother. His mom, father and I just talked to get to know one another better, and his sister chimed in every once in a while. They were asking me questions and I patiently answered them. I almost felt like I was being interrogated. They didn't come down on me with 'you better answer it' attitudes, but they just kept asking me questions. After about ten minutes, JC and Tyler came back to the living room with hot chocolate with everyone but me. He handed me a cup of coffee. I was grateful I finally had something to do with my hands, I was so nervous. After handing out the other cups, JC sat next to me with his arm over the back of the couch behind my head. His mother asked how we met and I let him tell the story. Towards the end of the story, he told them about the Waffle House instead of the real ending. I knew he wouldn't tell them the real ending, but I didn't know what he was going to tell them. After the story, his father asked me what premonitions were. I explained so that everyone knew what it was. "Have you had any about JC or the others?" his mom asked. JC looked at me with a little worry in his eyes and I answered her by saying no. I didn't want her to have to worry on top of everything else that she goes through with having a son away almost everyday touring and traveling. Later in the afternoon, his grandparents came to spend Christmas with them. A few minutes before dinner, there were fifteen people in the house. When dinner finally came two more were added and we had a good time. JC parents and grandparents were telling some funny and sometime embarrassing stories of him. After his grandfather finished telling a story everyone at the table was laughing except for JC. He was smiling in embarrassment. Leaning to him, I said, "This is great payback." "For what," he snapped, still embarrassed. "For all the stories that you've heard about me." "Yeah, right. How would you like it if I told my family about you and the frogs? Huh?" "You wouldn't dare," I said, smiling. "Try me," was all he said. He was smiling by now, so I knew that his embarrassment was gone. I turned back to my plate and started nibbling on my turkey when JC reached over and grabbed my hand. For the rest of dinner, we held hands under the table and listen to his family. It was great to see all of them so close. After dinner was over, Karen suggested that we go to the living room and open gifts. Everyone thought that was a great idea. JC and I walked in and I told him that I was gonna record it for them. I went to our room and got my camera and a fresh tape and recorded the Chasez Christmas of 2000. Everyone got some nice gifts and JC loved to see the reactions of his family when they opened his gifts. This made him feel wonderful and thought it was the best. I am the same way. I love to make other people happy. There is no other feeling like it. Once they were done opening their gifts, his mom excused herself and went to the dining room to clean off the table. I told JC that I was going to help his mom and excused myself from the group. I walked in and offered some help and she gratefully accepted. As we were putting the food away and washing dishes, we talked about JC and myself. Then she looked at me and said, "I can tell JC loves you very much. He has never had anyone that he really cared about as much as you. None that I know of anyway. When he was younger, he introduced his father and I to a couple of people, but I knew that it wasn't mature enough to be true love. All I ask of you is to keep my son happy. I promise that if you do, he will make you very happy also." "You don't have to worry about anything, Karen. JC and I take care of each other. Plus you have the other four that watch out for him. We all get along great and JC and I are going to watch out for everything that happens. We are not going to be stupid with this relationship. I don't want to the papers getting a hold of this and ruining his career. We are being very careful and we will take care of each other." She just looked at me and smiled, then went back to washing the dishes. I continued to help her out with what she asked until the kitchen was completely clean and we went back to sit down. The living room was cleaned and all the gifts were put away except for the gifts sitting next to the front door for the ones that were leaving soon. About 30 minutes to an hour later, the house was empty except for JC and his family and myself. The six of us just talked and exchanged more stories before bed. JC's mom told him that it would be OK for us to sleep together, under the same condition that my mother had set. We both smiled at each other and understood that mothers do have a way of thinking alike. When we got to his room, it wasn't anything spectacular. It looked like a teenager's room. Nothing fancy. There was a double bed, a desk and chair and a small stereo system sitting next to the TV at the end of the bed. JC and I got undressed and just talked as we laid in bed. We talked for about an hour, until I started hearing a small snore come from his side of the bed. He had fallen asleep in the middle of a sentence. I just smiled and curled up next to him and draped my left arm over his body and fell asleep. The following day, it was just an ordinary day. We were both getting excited about our trip. And because of this, the day just seemed like it didn't want to end. During the day, we did find a few things to do to keep us busy. I found a few old audition tapes that he made for various talent spots and I found a few old episodes of the MMC. I watched he and Justin both. They were so young. It's almost hard to believe that the people I was watching on TV are now in one of the most successful musical groups of all time. I even saw Britney Spears. I just laughed at the way JC acted. He was so young and hadn't taken acting lessons and you could tell he was a newcomer to show business. It brought back a lot of good memories for him and he told me a lot of stories. He even told me of how his mom took him to the audition for the MMC. Although I already knew the story, I just sat and listened to his words. The night finally came and we headed for bed. The following morning, we were both up and ready to go by 7:00. JC wanted to get the to airport early so we could hope to be at the island by sunset. When we got to the airline, they said the only flight they had leaving that early, was boarding now. "Is there anyway you can hold the plane for us?" he asked. "Yes, sir. Let me call them. Hold on for a minute." The attendant picked up the phone next to her and called someone. She asked if they could hold the plane for two more passengers. The voice on the other end must have said no, because she told them that the passenger was JC. After popping a smile, she hung up the phone and continued to wait on us. "They said they would hold it for you, Mr. Chasez." "Great. We were hoping to be there as soon as possible." "Are you going there for part of the tour?" she asked while punching her keyboard. "No. I just need to get away before the tour starts back, so my cousin and I decided that Jamaica would be perfect to get away from the spotlight for a week and just relax." She just smiled and told the price. I reach for my credit card, but JC beat me to it and laid his on the counter first. After paying for the tickets, she handed them to us and asked for an autograph. JC gave her one and she told us the gate number and how to get there. Once we left the counter, we started running as fast as we could through the airport so we could start our trip. We arrived at the gate about 10 minutes later and handed our tickets to the attendant. "Seems we've been expecting you," she said to JC. Through his breath, he told her that we got here as fast as possible. Once she was through with our tickets, she told us our seats and JC asked how crowded the plane was. "It's pretty full, Mr. Chasez. You two got the last seats available." "I guess I better put on my disguise, then." He reached into his bag and pulled out his dark hat and even added sunglasses to help him. Once he was done, we headed to our seats. When we got in the door, we didn't have to go but one row back. We were in first class with two big seats instead of the three that are usually in business. We enjoyed our flight with some drinks. JC had a couple more than I did, so when we got off the plane, he was just a bit tipsy. Once he took a step outside the terminal, he started breathing the fresh ocean air and sobered up quickly. We went to rent a car for the week and went to find a place to stay. We didn't want to stay in a hotel so we asked around to see if there were houses or cabins for rent. Luckily, we did find a small cabin on the north side of the island. It wasn't cheap, but at this point, money was not an object for either of us. When we checked in, JC asked the clerk not to mention that he was here to anyone. He explained that he just wanted to have a week without the cameras and the fans. The clerk suggested that we put the cabin in my name so that none of the other clerks could tell who was here and tell other people. JC thought that was great and so we got it taken care of. When we located the cabin, we noticed that we were right on the northwest corner of the beach and no other houses or cabins were within the viewing area. "This is going to be perfect," JC said. "I know. There is no one around and we can see the sunset from the porch," I added. When we walked in the room, we noticed that it was rather small, but it was livable for one week. There was only one bed because the clerk told us that this was the only thing available. JC told him that we were cousins and it didn't really matter, so the clerk just shrugged it off. There was also a small kitchen. When JC noticed this, he about went crazy. "We won't have to leave the cabin all week. We can walk around naked if we wanted to and no one will care." I just listened and started unpacking and putting our clothes away. JC just kept exploring the cabin and came and told me that there was a jacuzzi in the tub. "We're gonna have fun with that," he said smiling. "Well, I hope I have fun with you instead of the tub," I told him walking over to him. "We'll have plenty of time for that, practically the entire week if we wanted to, but now I'm starving. Do we want to eat out or get some food and bring it back? We can do some shopping tomorrow and cook here for the rest of the week." "Why don't we pick up some food and wine and come back and relax. Then tonight, we can drink the wine while we watch the sunset." "Sounds like a great idea to me," he said, kissing me. His kiss turned into a very passionate embrace that got us both excited. We wanted to continue, but I couldn't fill his stomach with my kisses, so we went out for some food. Later in the evening, JC wanted to get a swim in before it got completely dark. We both had forgotten our suits and it was too late to go and buy any, so he suggested that we just go skinny-dipping. "Are you crazy? What if someone sees us?" I asked. "So what? Look, it's only a 15 second run from the water to the door at most. Plus we will have a towel around us. Why not?" "Because I don't want to end up on the tabloid's front page telling of JC and mystery man skinny dipping in the islands," I said with a sarcastic tone. "Like I already said, so what if someone sees us. I don't care at this point." "I do. JC, I don't want to be your downfall. I don't want to be the reason that you are outed to the world before you are ready. Least of all, I don't want it to be my fault that you and the guys dismantle if you are outed." "Monty, that's not going to happen. If I am outed, I won't care and neither will the others. We've already talked about it and they said if it happens, then we will just have to deal with it." "In the meantime of dealing with it, Tom will completely hate me. I've just started getting on his good side." "Monty, will you just cool it and strip? I'm going out there with or without you. But if you don't come with me, I am going to walk from the front door to the water without my towel. If you come with me, I will use the towel." "You would walk out there without your towel covering you? I don't think so." With his towel wrapped around his waist, he opened the door and walked to the edge of the porch and looked around for a minute to see if there was a sign of anyone. When he finally realized that there wasn't anyone around, he dropped his towel and started down the steps. "JC!!!!" I yelled. "Put your towel back around you." "Not unless you come with me," he said standing in the sand with his hands propped up on his hips. "Fine, just wrap the towel back around you." "You have to strip first." Moving back inside, I took off my clothes and wrapped the towel around me. JC stepped back on the porch and picked up his towel. Then he came to me and said, "See, that wasn't so bad." "Yeah, yeah, yeah," I said turning my head to look for people. Before I could tell him to wrap his towel around him for the third time, he had snatched mine and started running to the water. I was screaming his name the whole time. When he got to the water, he dropped the towels on the dry sand and ran to deep enough water and dove in. The whole way in the water, I was still yelling at him. When I finally reached him, I took a hold of his shoulders and pushed him under. He came back to the surface laughing. We played like this for a long time. We took turns dunking and splashing each other. We were having a blast, just as JC said we would. When we decided to watch the sunset, we got out of the water and went back to the cabin. We took a rinsing shower and put on some shorts and pullover shirts. We didn't worry about shoes and socks. When we left the cabin, we took the wine and started walking along the beach, our feet in the water, to find a great place to watch the show. After about a half a mile, we found a place that looked like it wasn't frequented very often so we decided that we had found the spot. Surrounding us on two sides were trees and on the back of us was a small cliff. In front, nothing but the ocean swallowing the sun. We just stood there for a while watching the sun go lower and lower when we just suddenly looked at each other. It was like we were being connected with a stronger force than before. We couldn't explain it, but it was like we looked into the soul of the other and all our needs and wants were completely fulfilled. Staring into each other's eyes for a few minutes, we started moving closer to one another until our lips were lightly touching. We started kissing with more love behind us. Both our lips felt hot but they felt comfortable against the other's skin. I heard the wine bottle fall to the sand out of JC's hand and our hands met in mid air on each side of us and began to move as one until they reached our sides. JC let his hands roam free from mine and started moving up my arms until he reached the sides of my face. He pulled out of our kiss and looked at me. He lowered himself down on the sand and looked for me to follow. At this point, I could care less if someone walked up. I was entranced by what JC was doing to me with his eyes. I slowly kneeled down next to him and he came up to meet my lips once again. His hands were running up and down my chest and he pulled my shirttail out of my shorts and started pulling it over my head. He didn't want to stop kissing me nor did I want to stop kissing him, but if we wanted to get the shirt off, we had to. Before we could meet our lips again, I went ahead and pulling on his shirt so he could get off so we wouldn't have to part our lips again. Once our shirts were off, he got up to a kneeling position in front of me and once again, or lips met in a heat of passion. We were both breathing heavily and seem to not be able to get enough of the other. I reached my hands down to his shorts and cupped my hands on each cheek of his ass then gently pulled him as close as his body would allow. He moaned softly in my mouth while he was fondling the back of my neck. I slowly moved my hands up his spine to the sensitive spot and he started moaning louder with each stroke I made. We started putting more pressure on or kiss and slowly lowered ourselves to the sand beneath us. We made slow passionate love for about an hour. Bringing each of us to the most intensely satisfying orgasm we've had. When we were done, we realized that we had missed the sunset and decided to stay and look at the stars while sipping the wine. We had forgotten glasses so we just sipped from the bottle. We had slipped on our shorts and JC found a spot next to a tree to lean back on. I sat between his legs and placed my back on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and I laid my head on his shoulder. From this position, I was able to look in his eyes and see the glare of the moon. Looking up at the stars, we were holding hands and talking sweetly. After a few moments of silence, he asked me what I was thinking. "I was just thinking how much I wish we could tell the world we were in love. I know we can't, but I wish we could." "Maybe, one day," he said, "Maybe, one day." After a few more minutes JC broke the silence by saying, "C'mon. Lets head back to the cabin." I stood up and grabbed his hand to pull him up. As we were walking back, in the cover of darkness, we held hands as we walked side by side. After we reached the cabin, JC went and ran a tub of water for us both. When we got in, he turned on the jets and we started kissing, again. After we finished with the bath, we made love, again, that night before falling asleep in each other's arms. To Be Continued.......... OK..Let me know what you think. I would love to hear from you. If you do, I will put you on my mailing list to let you know when I have submitted the continuing parts. I hope that you enjoyed the story so far. There is more to come. Derikab@hotmail.com