Date: Sun, 15 Dec 2002 16:12:58 +1030 From: Scott Seccafien Subject: Over chapter 2 Disclaimer- I do not know any of the celebrities that appear in this story nor do I know what their sexuality is or imply that what their true sexuality may be. This story is pure fictional, which means it is not true! And if you are under 18 then you should leave now, this story does contain sex and you should not be reading it. This story can not be taken from or used anywhere else but nifty archives. All requests to host this story should go straight to the author, me and my email address is ssecca01@hotmail.com. Ok this is my first story that I have posted anywhere on the net, but I Do have a few other stories sitting on my computer that may or may not be posted anytime in the future. This story is actually like four months old. Hopefully this chapter is a lot better than the first, cuz I'm happy with what I wrote in this chapter, unlike the first. And now to the story--- Over chapter 2- old faces. I pulled out of the drive, as the tears that I had been successfully holding in all day stated to fall. They came at such a rapid rate I had to pull over because I could hardly see a thing. As I sat there, in my BMW, the realisation of the whole situation finally sank in. Josh had cheated on me... My Josh had cheated on me with Lauren-bloody-big-tit-Smith... And I had just left the man I loved so much... The man I still love so much. By now I had been sitting there in my car for about twenty minutes and I realised that it had started to rain hard. How fucking clich'ed can you get. The tears had died down to a slow trickle, just the odd few falling down my face; so I decided that I need to continue on my way. I wasn't really going to Justin's. I had just said that to try and get a reaction out of JC. I didn't actually really know where I was going to go. I mean, I hadn't really planned that far ahead; just what I was going to say to that bastard when he came home. As I sat there I ran through my options. Like I said I wasn't going to Justin's, he was still Josh's best friend. Chris would be at some club and going to Chris with your problems was just plain stupid; he may have a degree in psychology but his only treatment is humour. Joey was in New York with Kelly and his Brianna visiting his family. And Jessica was out of town on a business meeting for my company FreeLance. That didn't leave much options, just a hotel room, Justin's mum's house, and... hang on I know exactly where I'll go. And with that thought I pulled onto the road and headed somewhere, oh too familiar. ***Three hours later*** I pulled up to the familiar gate at about 12:30pm, and typed in a number I hadn't had use in about three and a half years, praying that he hadn't changed it in that time. Luckily, he was lazy enough not to bother, or he just plain forgot that I had my own number to his security system. Some things never change, I thought with an exasperated shake of my head, as the gate opened. I drove slowly up the drive, looking at the garden I hadn't seen in like I said, three and a half years. I pulled to a stop outside the house and turned the car off. I sat there for a few minutes contemplating if I really wanted to do this. Like I said earlier it had been three and a half years and we didn't part on the best of terms, but I still felt some thing for him after all these years. He was my first, as I was his. I may as well get this over with, it thought as I got out the car. I made my way slowly to the door and rang the doorbell, even though it was late I new he'd still be up; he was always a night owl. After a few seconds I heard the loud thumps as he ran down the steps, like he always did (like I said some things never change) towards the door. The door swung open and I was greeted with the face I thought I had put out my mind in the last three and a half years. The face of the man I was so hopelessly in love with at one time. The face of a man that realised I still had feelings for. The face of Nick Carter, my ex fianc'ee, a man who three hours ago I thought I would never have to see again other than on the TV or a cover of a magazine. "Lance?" Nick said with obvious shock in his voice and on his face. "Nick." I replied simply. We stood there for few minutes both not knowing what to say. Finally I broke the silence and asked, "Can I come in?" with a little smirk on my face. "Yeah... sure... I mean come in," Nick said, voice wavering as he stepped away from the door, clearing the way for me to enter. I stepped into the familiar hallway. I stood there for a few seconds just looking around to see if Nick had changed anything since I moved out, as Nick shut the door behind me. "Can I take your coat?" he asked, this time more in control of his voice. "Thanks," I said as I haded him my coat. He took it and placed in the hall closet. "Would you like a drink? I have beer; wine; coke; water; and scotch. Or maybe you would like something to eat? I have crackers, chips; left over fried chicken that mum cooked for me the other night. Or would you like some fruit or something else? Ok I'm rambling." Nick said obviously nervous as I waited patiently for him to finish, and trying to hold in the laughter that was threatening to come out at Nick's nervousness. "A scotch would be great, and I'll pass on the food." I said with a big smile on my face. I still have an affect on this guy, I thought to myself. "One scotch coming up," Nick said as he walked off. "Why don't you take a seat on the couch in the den; you know where it is, you lived here." He said as he turned down the hall that would take him to the room where liquor cabinet was. I walked down the hall towards the den looking at the picture frames the lined both sides of the white walls, most where of Nick and his family or of the guys when they were still in the Backstreet Boys. But one stood out of them all: it was taken on the 01/28/2002, Nick's birthday. ...... "When did you say the guys were going get here?" Nick asked me as he took a sip of his coffee. "Well it a quarter to nine now so in about a couple of hours." I answered from behind the newspaper I was reading. "That's give us plenty of time," Nick said wickedly. "Give us plenty of time for what?" I asked him with a frin of my face, knowing of course what he meant. "You know, our birthday tradition," he answered. "Oh that!" I exclaimed. "Well I guess we better get to it then, we don't want to break tradition," I said smiling as I put down the newspaper. "No we don't," he grinned. "Especially when the tradition is so fun." I got up out of my seat and throw of the robe I was wearing and called," I'll race ya," as I took of running out the open glass doors that led to the private beach that was behind our home. "Your on," I heard Nick call from behind me. I was only a few metres away from the water when I was tackled by a laughing Nick. I moved so Nick was lying on top of me and attacked his mouth hungrily with my own. We broke the kiss after a couple of minutes and both got back on our feet. By now both of us were rock hard and dripping pre-cum. We ran into the water at wrestled around a bit whilst laughing our heads off. "Let's go back to the beach," Nick said as we broke from another kiss. "Let's," I said as I grasped Nick's hard cock. We walked back to shore with my hand still on his dick. We laid down on the beach in a sixty niner position. I took his head of his hard member in my mouth as Nick did the same to me. I slowly took his whole 9"inches down my throat while my tongue licked around his shaft. Nick moved up and down my hard penis making sure his tongue licked every single inch of my 7"inch cock. He moved off my penis and brought both of my balls into his mouth and carefully nibbled on the skin, before moving down to my ass hole. He liked at my pink hole before tongue fucking me. I was receiving such great pleasure that I had to stop my own movements for a few seconds on Nicks hard cock. I was close to coming which Nick realised so he moved back to my dick and sucked at the head. My body started shaking as I let of a huge load in Nick's awaiting mouth. He joined me after a few seconds giving me my own reward of cum. I swallowed all of the seven powerful spurts of Nick salty sweet cum, while Nick swallowed my own five powerful spurts. I moved up so my head was resting on Nicks beautiful chest. We stayed like that watching the ocean until we both drifted off to sleep. ***1 hour later*** Nick and I woke up with a start as we felt cold water being dumped on us and the sound of laughter. Looking around I saw, first AJ and Brian each holding a bucket, which obviously had held the water which we were both now dripping in, laughing their asses off; then I noticed Kevin and his wife Kristen, Brian's wife Leighanne, Howie and his fianc'ee Mark, and AJ's girlfriend Sarah were all laughing as well; but what I didn't notice was Mark holding one of his may cameras. Nick and I looked at each other then both quickly got to our feet and tackled Brian and AJ. We wrestled around for a few minutes while the rest continued to laugh, but this time at AJ and Brian because they were being beaten by two naked men. ***Christmas time*** Nick and I; the other four and Backstreet Boys and their partners; plus the rest of *NSYNC; Kelly and Brianna; Chris's fianc'ee, Dani; and Julian, Justin's current boyfriend. We were all gathered in Kevin's house sitting around the charismas tree hading out gifts. "Lance, Nick this one's from Howie and I," Mark said, handing a wrapped rectangular present to Nick. Nick tore of the wrapping paper and then handed me box to lift off the lid. I took the lid off then lifted out a tissue wrapped object. Unfolding the tissue paper I saw framed chest-height picture of the two of us lying on the beach asleep. Nick had his arms wrapped around me and my head was resting on his naked chest; and we both had these really goofy smiles on our faces. "Thankyou so much Mark and Howie," Nick and I said as we both got up and gave both of them a thankyou hug. "When did you take the picture Mark?" Nick asked. "I took it on Nick's birthday when we all found you two the beach asleep." He answered. "Let me have a look," Kristen asked. I handed her the photo and she commented on how cute we looked then passed it to Leighanne who did the same and then passed it on her self. Eventually everyone had a look and said how great a photo it was. ... ... Nick came and stood beside me and handed me my drink. "You still have this," I said in a quite voice as I gently touched the picture frame. "You'd be surprised at the things I still have. Most of the pictures are in boxes in the basement but some, like this one," he said indicating the picture on the wall, "I couldn't pack away. I still have the portrait of us you had done hanging on the living room wall." "It is?" I asked shocked. The portrait he is referring to was his birthday present the year the picture on the beach was taken. I had found an artist that guaranteed silence (Nick and I weren't out of the closet yet) and sent her a copy of my most favourite picture of the two of us. Later that day when we were all gathered in the den, giving Nick his presents, I made sure mine was the last present to be handed out. When he lifted the lid of the box and saw it his face lit up with joy. "Yeah it is. Do want to um, move to the den now?" he asked me, gesturing whit his arm down the hall where the den was located. "Yeah, um sorry, I kinda got distracted when I saw this picture." I apologised still staring at the photograph. "That's ok; I always stop and look at it everyday, its one of my favourite pictures." He said as we started to make our way to the den. "You do?" I said, with a thoughtful expression on my face, as we neared the entrance to the den. "Yeah it reminds me of the good days." He answered as we entered the den. The room had unsurprisingly not changed since I had last been here. Framed golden CDs still lined one of the walls, a huge home theatre system lined another, and a display cupboard with about five separate compartments sat against a third wall. A black leather recliner which Nick headed straight to sat facing the huge television and I headed towards the black leather couch which sat near the recliner also facing the TV. "So what brings you here to see me? God knows it's been a long time," He asked. "Yeah it has, hasn't it? And as for me coming to see you, well I kinda had nowhere to go." I answered, with a solemn expression on my face. "What do you mean you have nowhere to go? Don't you have a house with boyfriend in it?" he asked, voice filled with a bitterness, which I chose to ignore. "You mean I did have a house with a boyfriend in it; I don't anymore. I just found out he cheated on me." I replied, sadly with a few tears falling down my cheek. "I'm sorry to hear that." he said, voice this time filled with pity. "But why did you come here? I mean why didn't you go to one of your friends houses?" "Well, Joey and Jessica are both out of town and that leaves either Chris or Justin, and you know what they're like." I said the last bit with a little laugh. "Yeah I do. But you've only answered half my question, why here?" he said sitting up in the recliner and staring expectantly at my face. "I mean we haven't seen each other in three and a half years. Why now?" "Well I was sitting in my car, tears streaming down my face, and I running through places I could go, and you popped to mind. So I just drove straight out here. I didn't really give it much thought, other than it sounded like a really good idea." "Well I don't know why my place thought like a good idea, I mean we haven't spoken since... since I broke it up." He said as a dark expression appeared on his face. "Well I don't either, but like I said I didn't give it much thought? Hey can I have another one of these?" I said holding up my glass, and expertly changing the subject. "Yeah sure, I know I have a bottle on one of the cupboards here," he replied as he got up out of his seat started to search through the cupboards. "Try the one on the far left." I said with a grin. Knowing Nick, he hasn't been in that cupboard since I left and the bottle of scotch I put there would more than likely still be there. "Hey! How did you know that there was one here?" he asked shocked as he spun around to face me. "Well we were together for three years Nick, and as long as I've known you you've never once look or clean somewhere that you don't use more that five times a moth, and right before we broke up I put a bottle of scotch there. And I know you never once looked in that cupboard." "That is so not true!" Nick argued. "It is so true" I said teasingly, as Nick made his way over towards me. "So, not," He shot back has he came up close to me. "So," I shot back, as he came within inches of me. "Not." God he looked sexy. He hadn't changed in at all since I last saw him. He was still gorgeous, sexy, handsome, beautiful, and all those other words you use to describe how good someone looks. At that moment I realised that my feelings for him had not died to a small ache, but were still as strong as the second before he dumped me without a reason. All of a sudden Nick leaned and kissed me. I sat there shocked as his tongue explored my mouth. Fire works went of in my head as he continued to use the tongue I had missed these past years. I broke the kiss and said, "We shouldn't of done that, I just broke up with my boyfriend four hours ago. I shouldn't be kissing my ex fianc'ee," I said moving away from Nick. "I know, I'm an idiot, but you just looked so hot sitting there, I just couldn't resist," his voice carrying a playful edge to it. "Yeah well make sure it doesn't happen again. I didn't come here to kiss my ex; I came here to get pissed with an old friend." I said, but at the same time thinking I missed those lips so much. "So you want to get drunk do you?" he said with a little smirk "I think we can handle that. But I can't promise I won't happen again because your one hot guy, and it is going to be hard to keep my hands off you; especially if I have little to much of this stuff, " holding up the bottle in his hands. Ignoring his last comment I hold my glass as Nick pours a generous amount of scotch in and say, "So Nick, what have you been up to lately? I haven't heard anything about you in a while." "Nothing really, I decided to take some time off before I do my next album and concentrate on writing a book." he said as he sat down on the couch next to me. "A book?" I said raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, I've always wanted to write a book, and I've needed a break for ages now, so it seems like the prefect time for it." "You never told me you wanted to write a book," I stated as I swallowed a generous amount of my nearly finished glass of scotch. "Yeah, well I didn't think it was that important." He said with a shrug of the shoulders. "When we were going together I never thought it would happen. We were both still in our respective groups and I new when that was over I would more that likely move into a solo career. I just didn't see it happening." "But now it is?" I questioned him, as I poured my self another drink. The alcohol was starting to go to my head and I knew after the next couple I would be totally wasted; which is exactly what I wanted to happen. "Yeah it is," Nick said with a proud expression on his face as he himself poured his second drink, or was it his third? I don't know, like I said the alcohol was going to my head, and I hardly ever drink alcohol, especially scotch so it was affecting me more easily. "So what's the book about?" I asked as I yet again got my self another drink. "Well, it's going to be my autobiography. Get all the dirty secrets exposed." Nick laughed as he said the last part. "All the dirty secrets," I enquired as I lifted an eyebrow. "Meaning every little thing? Even our relationship?" the last bit said after I gulped down the last of my drink. "Yep, all the little nitty gritty details of my life, including our relationship," Nick laughed. "So I guess that includes that night in the Barossa Valley then?" I said with a sly grin which caused Nick to spit out the mouthful of scotch he had just taken as he burst out laughing. I joined in after a few seconds remembering the events of that night. ...... "Where are going to go next Nick?" I asked my gorgeous boyfriend, as we drove through the breathtaking Barossa Valley. "Well, I thought that we might go to that restaurant we passed on are way here for dinner. It looked pretty nice and it's on are way back to the hotel," he answered as he did a u-turn and headed back the way we came. "Sounds nice," I replied as I took his hand in my own. "I know you probably don't want to talk about this but I want to anyway, when are you planning on telling your parents about our relationship?" Nick as me quietly, as we right heading back to the restaurant. "Your right I don't want to talk about it, especially since were on vacation," I said a little coldly. "But to answer your question, I don't know. I know how they're going to react and I know I'm not ready to deal with that ye-" I said stopping what I was saying when the car just stopped in the middle of the road. "What the fuck," I exclaimed "Shit! Shit! SHIT!" Nick screamed as he repeatedly hit the steering wheel. "I forgot to fill the bloody fuel tank." He said a little quieter but still pretty loud. "Not again, this is like the third time in a month Nick. How could you forget something as simple as filling a tank with petrol? I mean especially when you've forgotten to do it two times in the same month." I shouted at my brainless boyfriend. "I'm sorry ok, I'm sorry I don't live up to your expectations. I mean God I'm not Kevin, Lance! I'm not as organised as you. I forget things." "I'm sorry baby," I apologised. "It's just that the day was going great and then you brought up the subject of my parents and then this happened," I said waving my arm indicating the car. "I was still a little worked up from the previous discussion." "I'm sorry too, I should have checked the fuel gage before we left," Nick apologised too. We sat there for a couple of minutes, both thinking of what we were going to do when I remembered that the lady who we rented the car at Hertz from said that if we had any trouble to call the RAA, the Australian road assistance people. I opened my wallet and pulled out the RAA card she had given me and then got my out my cell phone as Nick looked at me in confusion as I typed dialled the number of the card. "Hello RAA... yes, umm our car has run out of fuel... James Bass... no I'm not joined, I'm a tourist from America... yes, that's ok, that amount sounds reasonable... hang on a sec I'll just ask my friend" I said as I put my hand over the phone's speaker. "Nick do you know road were on?" I asked him. "Yeah I remember seeing a sigh back about a hundred metres, it said Thompson road I think." Nick answered as he scratched his fore head. I took my hand of the speaker and brought it back to my ear, "Yes were on Thompson road in the Barossa Valley... yes... just over an hour... yes, thanks... we'll see you then... bye." I shut my phone and put it down. "He said they would have someone out here in about and hour or so, so what do you want to do between no and then?" I asked slyly. "I think I have a few ides?" Nick answered hungrily as he leaned over and brought his mouth mine. Our tongues searched each others mouths as Nick started to un-button my shirt. We separated so Nick could take his own shirt off as I finished taking off mine. "I want you so bad," I growled as I undid Nicks pants. Nicked lifted himself up so I could push them to the floor. Nick wasn't wearing any underwear so I had access to his all-ready hard 9"inch member. I liked the head of his penis which caused Nick to draw back in his seat from the pleasure my tongue causing. He was starting to produce a lot of pre-cum as I took the head in my mouth and gently sucked. I swirled my tongue around his nob then slowly started to take inch by inch down my throat. "God that feels so good," Nick moaned as his entire cock disappeared down my throat. I moved my mouth up and down his hard cock until just the head was left in my mouth, but this time faster. I continued the process while Nick shouted out words like, "oh, fuck!" or "I love you James" or "Your mouth feels so great," and numerous of other things as well. I could sense Nick was close to orgasm so I withdrew his penis from throat. "Why did you stop? I was just about to cum," he whined "I know," I replied as I undid my pants. "I have another plan for that load of cum." I pushed my pants and boxer briefs to the floor and then opened up the glove compartment at took out the tube of lube I had put there this morning. Nick grinned as he realised what I had planed. I smeared a generous amount of lube over Nick's hard dick and then asked Nick to get me ready. He took the lube from me and smeared some on his fingers. I got on my knees on the passenger seat and bent over so Nick had access to my awaiting asshole. He pushed one finger in and started finger fucking me, then he gradually increased the number of fingers until he had three going in and out. Knowing I was ready Nick withdrew his fingers and I climbed over and lowered myself onto Nick's waiting hard 9"inches. Nick grabbed my own 7"inches and slowly started to masturbate me whilst I started moving up and down on Nick's cock. Because I was facing my sexy boyfriend I leaned in and kissed him as I continued fucking him. We explored each other mouths with our tongues whilst we both started to move faster. We were both experiencing such incredible pleasure we didn't hear, or see the headlights, of the approaching car. All of sudden a knock came at the window of our car followed by a flash light being shined in the window, because it was dark out. Nick and I stopped, each in the middle of an upward stroke, in shock both not knowing not to do when the person on the other side of the window saw what was going on inside he immediately called out his apologies and said he would give us a couple of minutes to get finish up. We both burst out laughing realising that it was the RAA guy and what we had been caught doing. I got off of Nick and moved back over to the passenger seat and pulled on my pants and underwear while Nick pulled up his pants which were at his ankles. We both put on our shirts and got out the car. "I can't believe we got caught," I whispered to Nick, giggling. "I know," Nick whispered back as we stopped at the car where the RAA guy was waiting. "I'm sorry about, um... what you saw us doing. We ahhh, kinda lost track of the time." I apologised as the forty looking year old man blushed with embarrassment. "That fine," he stuttered. "My names Geoff by the way," he said about to extend his hand but then thinking twice when remembering what we were doing not five minuted before. "Nice to meet you Geoff, my name is James and this is my boyfriend Gene," I said indicating Nick. I used my first name and Nick's middle name for extra protection, just in- case he realised who we really were. Nick nodded a hello. "So you guy's ran out of petrol?" he asked still red with embarrassment. "Yeah, Gene here forgot to fill the tank up before we left," I answered as I punched Nick's shoulder in mock anger. "Well I'll just grab a couple of tins of fuel out the back of the ute which will get you back to the nearest petrol station." Geoff sad as me moved towards the back of his ute. "Yes I'm even going to include that." he said between his laughter. "God I can still remember the look on that guy's face when he realised what were doing. It was such a classic," he said the last part after both our laughter had finally died down. We sat there for awhile enjoying the piece and quite as well as the remainder of the bottle of scotch, when I suddenly yawned. "Do you wanna go to bed James?" Nick asked through one of his own yawns. "Yeah that sounds like a good idea." I said, with my words coming out slurred from the effects of five glasses of scotch. "Which room do you want me? Guest 1, 2, or 3?" I asked him. "How about you join me in the master bedroom?" he asked slyly, his own words slurred from the alcohol he had consumed. "No chance Nicholas, I'll sleep by myself tonight thanks." I answered as stood up from the couch. "Suit your self but you know from previous experience that the king size bed Is mighty comfy, but if your not interested, number one is made up at the moment, so you can take that one," he replied as we staggered out of the den and towards our respective sleeping quarters. We made our way up the stairs to where the bedrooms were located. I waited to Nick reached the end of the hall where the master bedroom was situated then called out, "Hey Nick!" "What?" he called back as he stopped at the door to his bedroom. "Night, Horse!" I laughed as I entered shut the door behind me to the guest room. *** End of chapter 2! Love It? Hate It? Email me- ssecca01@hotmail.com Hopefully this one is better than the first and that I did way better job. I bet none of the probably, minute readers of the first chapter picked that Nick carter was going to be in the story at all , but to be Lance's ex. It surprised me to, cuz I'm definitely not a big Nick Carter fan. I want to send a special G'day to N D and Rion354 who where the only two to sent me feedback. 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