Date: Sun, 30 Jan 2000 15:45:56 EST
From: Kenitra Writer <kenitra_canada@hotmail.com>
Subject: boybands/Set You Free Part 1

Legalities: Its all make believe!  No member of any U.S.-based boy-band
possibly could be gay (:^).  If you're offended, please go away. If you're
curious, read on, you might like it! If you're too young, don't get caught.

Notes: Hi again. This is Kenitra, author of 'Fates Reason'. If you liked
that one, hopefully you'll like this one. If not, you may still like this
one anyway ;-) This one has more *action* in it than Fates Reason, but it
still has a story. I'm also writing another one that is more of a romance
called Millennium Love.

Any comments about any of my stories, please drop me a line at
kenitra_canada@hotmail.com Please include the story title somewhere in your
message so I know which story you like or hate ;( In case you didn't read
Fates Reason, guys - I'm a gal, to all the gal writers - Hey!

Hope you enjoy.
Kenitra

I'll Set You Free

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Part 1
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(March 2000)
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"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," Jason apologized, reaching down to pick up his
luggage as well as the luggage of the man he'd run in to.

"That's okay, I wasn't paying attention either. I'm so fuckin late," the
man said, grabbing his camera from the floor and stuffing the loose film
back into the case. "You okay?" he asked Jason as he stood up.

"Yeah, thanks." Jason said and moved so the guy could leave. Jason caught a
glimpse of blond hair peaking out from under a baseball cap, as the man
broke into a run again. 'Cute guy,' Jason thought. He noticed some things
still on the floor from the collision and picked them up, shoving them into
his bag. He couldn't wait to get home and develop the pictures of him and
Cory at the beach.

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"What the hell?" Jason peered at the images in the dull red light. These
weren't his photos. He looked closer. 'That looks like Brian Littrell of
the Backstreet Boys,' he thought and he scanned through the images. They
were pretty explicit, showing the Brian Littrell look-alike and another man
kissing passionately, and having sex. Jason grabbed his small magnifying
glass to look closer at the other man. "Shit. That's Nick Carter," he said
aloud. Jason sat back on his stool. He had pictures proving two of the
Backstreet Boys were gay. Jason suddenly realized that the man he'd run
into at the airport had been Nick Carter. 'Geez, he must be dying if he's
discovered the pictures he has aren't his.'

Jason thought for a minute then left the dark room, going to his computer.
He logged on and went to the official web site for the Backstreet Boys. He
found the fan club address and jotted it down.

##########
Hi, My name is Jason Hunter,

This letter really should go to Nick Carter. I believe we ran into each
other, literally, at the airport in Toronto a few days ago. Somehow I ended
up with a roll of his film, and he must have a roll of my film. I would
very much like my pictures, as I'm sure Nick would like his. I've enclosed
my home address and telephone number. Please contact me as soon as possible
about fixing this mix-up.

Thank you, Jason.
#############

Jason scribbled the address on an envelope and mailed the letter on his way
to school the next
day. He and some of classmates were leaving for a drama festival that
morning and would be
gone all weekend.

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(THREE MONTHS LATER - END OF JUNE 2000)

Brian got in the driver's side while Nick took shotgun, reading the map. "I
still can't believe that we haven't heard from this guy again. What's he
waiting for?" Brian said.

"B, if he was going to use the pictures against us, he would have already.
So lets just find this house and get the photos back, okay?" Nick said,
rubbing Brian's tense shoulder muscles.

About half an hour later, they pulled up across the street from the address
on the paper. It wasn't just a house it was a mansion. They looked across
at the front door as it opened and seven people walked out.

"You sure you won't come with us Jayce?" someone asked.

"Yeah, Jason. Its gonna be the grad party of the decade!" another said. The
one called Jayce shook his head. He was young, had short dark red hair and
was about five nine.

"Nah. I just don't feel like partying tonight. You guys go ahead, but be
careful, eh?" Jason said as the others went down the stairs and climbed
into two cars in the driveway.

Brian and Nick watched as the cars pulled away, leaving Jason alone. "Maybe
now is a good time?" Brian said looking at Nick. Nick was still staring at
the house.

"Shit!" Nick exclaimed and jumped out of the car. Brian looked over at the
house then scrambled out, following Nick.

They slowly walked up the front walkway, watching Jason. He was sitting on
the steps, holding the barrel of a small handgun against his forehead.

"Jason?" Brian said softly.

Jason lifted his head, tears streaming down his face. "What?" he asked
blinking through the wetness.

Brian and Nick slowly approached. "My name is Brian, and this is Nick,"
Brian introduced them. It took a moment for Jason to register what he'd
said.

"Did you bring my pictures?" Jason asked softly.

Nick nodded and walked forward, handing him the envelope. Jason set the gun
across his lap and pulled out the photos. He started to cry hysterically as
he saw the pictures of Cory and he in Florida for March break. Then he saw
the pictures from his parents wedding anniversary. Jason thought he might
throw up. Brian and Nick looked at each other, then sat down either side of
the weeping man. Brian carefully reached over and picked up the gun,
setting it on the porch out of Jason' reach. Nick tentatively put his hand
on the shaking shoulders. Jason blindly turned towards Nick, wrapping his
arms tightly around him, sobbing into his shirt.  Nick looked over at
Brian, then reached under Jason, picking him up, carrying him into the
house. Brian followed, carrying the loaded gun.

They found their way to a large living room. Nick sat down on a couch,
holding on to Jason, who refused to let go. Brian left, looking for the
kitchen. He filled a glass with water and put the gun in a drawer. He
returned to the living room. Nick continued to hold Jason, rubbing his
back, talking softly to him.

Brian pulled up an ottoman and sat down. "Jason," Brian said
gently. "Jason, what's wrong? Can we call someone for you? Where are your
parents?" Brian couldn't remember ever seeing someone so heartbroken. The
three just sat there in silence until Jason finally began to calm down a
few minutes later.

He lifted his head; his eyes were puffy and red. Brian smiled
sympathetically and handed him the glass of water. Jason realized where he
was and slid off Nick's knees onto the couch. He drank the water, trying to
keep his hands from shaking. He set the empty glass down.

"I'll go get your pictures," he said and began to stand. Nick grabbed his
arm and pulled him back to the couch.

"That can wait," Nick said seriously.

"Tell us what's wrong," Brian suggested. "What would make you take out a
gun?" Jason looked up in fear. "We won't tell anyone, Jason. But we would
like to help if we can."

Jason shook his head. "You can't," he said softly. He looked down at the
pictures on his lap. He pulled out one of him and Cory. "He was the most
important person in my life," he said, barely above a whisper. Nick and
Brian looked at the pictures. "My parents thought that Cory was just my
best friend. I never could tell them the truth. Cory was my life. I was
only fifteen; he was sixteen when we fell in love. We were together for
three years, although no one knew." Jason took some deep breaths, but
failed to stop the tears from flowing again. "I was in a high school play,
we were at a drama festival. Cory invited my parents to come with him and
surprise me."  Jason's voice dropped. "There was a car accident." Jason
lowered his head to his hands, and his shoulders began to shake again. He
knew he should say more, but couldn't.

Nick and Brian looked at each other, tears welling up in their eyes. "I'm
so sorry, Jason," Nick whispered, stroking Jason's back.

"Jason, I know it hurts, but it will get easier," Brian told him gently.

Jason peered at Brian through his tears. "Will it?"

Brian smiled softly. "I promise," he said.

Jason composed himself again. He looked at the two men sitting with him.
"Why are you here?"  he asked suddenly.

"We came to trade pictures, remember," Nick said.

Jason stood up, "I know, but I just figured you'd send one of your
assistants or something." Jason began walking out of the room. Brian and
Nick jumped up to follow.

"We were a little surprised at your letter. We were waiting for the shit to
hit the fan. Why didn't you do something with the pictures?" Brian asked as
they followed Jason up the stairs.

Jason shrugged. "It's no one's business but yours. It was only a couple of
days after I developed the pictures that...everything fell apart." Jason
led them into his bedroom.  The walls were covered with photographs of
everything from sunrises to sunflowers, homeless people sleeping on the
streets to weddings.

Brian and Nick looked around. "You take all these?" Brian asked, looking
closely at a black and white picture of the CN tower casting a shadow over
a homeless man sleeping on a bench.  "They're amazing," he said honestly.

"Thanks. It's a hobby of mine," Jason said as he walked through a door that
Nick and Brian thought led to a bathroom at first. As they followed, they
realized it was a darkroom. Jason went to a cupboard and pulled out an
envelope. "This has the pictures and the negatives. No other copies exist,
I swear."

"Thank you," Nick said earnestly, his relief obvious in his voice.

Jason smiled genuinely. "You're lucky I develop my own stuff ya know," he
said. Both Brian and Nick nodded. "So I guess you guys have to go now?"
Jason asked, his smile disappearing.

Brian and Nick looked at each other. "Well, we have to go find a hotel or
something to stay at for the night." Brian said carefully, not sure he
wanted to leave Jason alone with a gun in the house.

"You could stay here tonight, if ya want," Jason said quietly. Then he
looked at the two men.  "Would you stay? I don't want to be alone in this
place tonight," he pleaded.

"We'll stay, Jason," Nick answered for Brian too. Jason looked up in
relief.

"Okay. You can have the rooms here at the end of the hall." Jason stopped
and looked at them.  "Or if you want to share, the first room has the
bigger bed," he said shyly.

"Thanks Jason. I'll go get our stuff, B," Nick offered, just as the
doorbell rang.

"Geez, nearly forgot. I hope you guys are hungry because I ordered pizzas
for my friends, before they decided to go to the other party." Jason ran
down the stairs grabbing his wallet off the table.  He had the delivery boy
set the six pizzas on the floor before handing him a hundred-dollar bill.
"Keep the change," Jason said.

Brian helped carry the pizzas into the kitchen. Jason got out some plates
and colas from the fridge, then Nick returned from the car.

Nick saw the six large pizzas on the table and grinned. "Six, huh. That
might be enough," he said.  Jason and Brian both laughed. Brian was
relieved to see Jason was feeling better. The three sat and ate pizza until
they were stuffed. Jason asked about the band and when the next album would
be out. They were currently writing and recording it.

When no one could eat another bite, Jason suggested a movie. "If you turn
the TV on you'll find basically every channel you can imagine. My Dad
always had the best of everything." Brian and Nick went into the family
room and switched on the television. Jason decided to put the leftover
pizza away in the fridge. He opened a drawer where his Mom kept large
plastic bags. The gun was sitting there. Jason stood there, frozen,
remembering what he had thought about doing.

Brian walked back into the kitchen to get another drink and saw Jason.
'Shit,' he said to himself.  "Jason?" Brian said as he walked over to the
teenager. He could see Jason was shaking. He put his hand on his
shoulder. "Jason, why don't I get rid of that? Turn it over to the police,
okay?"  Jason nodded. Brian picked up the weapon. "Why don't you go sit
with Nick.  I'll be there in a little while." Jason numbly walked out of
the kitchen.

Brian sighed and picked up the phone. 'Poor kid,' he thought. He dialed
information then called the regular police phone number. He explained that
he had a registered weapon, but that they needed it out of the house,
immediately. The police took down the address and promised to send an
officer to pick up the gun. Brian put the gun back in the drawer and went
to join the others.

About an hour later, the door bell rang. "I'll get it Jason, just sit here
with Nick," Brian said and went to the front, stopping at the kitchen to
pick up the gun. Brian stepped out on the porch with the officer.

"I believe the gun is registered to his father. His parents and best friend
were killed in a car accident. I'm afraid he may be a little suicidal at
times."

The cop took down the information. "I'm going to need your friend's
signature." Brian nodded and went back inside.

"Jason, the cop needs you to sign a consent form for the gun," Brian said,
watching Jason's reaction closely. Jason just nodded and walked to the
front. He hardly seemed aware of his surroundings. Jason signed the sheet,
answered a couple of questions then returned to the house. The cop left
with the gun and Brian sighed in relief. He went and joined the
others. They watched some dumb action comedy.

Jason stood up. "I think I'm going to go to bed. Make yourselves at home.
Goodnight," he said sounding very formal. Brian and Nick watched him go.

"God, he seems so alone," Nick said, hugging Brian to him.

"I can't even imagine what he's feeling," Brian said. He stood up and
pulled Nick to his feet. "Lets go get some sleep, Nico."

They went up to the first bedroom where Nick had put their suitcases. They
stripped down to boxers and crawled into bed. Neither one could sleep
though. After a while they could hear sobbing through the walls. Each tried
to ignore it.

Finally, Nick rolled out of bed. "I can't do it anymore, B. I have to go to
him, it's breaking my heart."

Brian climbed out of the bed. "I know, Nick, lets go."

They silently walked down the hall to Jason's bedroom. The door was open a
crack and Nick pushed, opening it wide. Jason was lying on the king sized
bed sobbing into a pillow. Nick and Brian shared a glance before walking
in. They each took a side, crawled on the bed beside Jason and wrapped
themselves around the miserable teenager. His entire body was shaking.

Nick had his arm around Jason's shoulders, brushing the hair off his
forehead. "Shhh,' Nick said softly, trying to calm the tears. Brian gently
rubbed Jason's chest.

Jason was barely aware of what he was doing. He desperately missed the
comfort Cory had given him. He leaned down and kissed Brian's lips. Brian
pulled back in surprise. Jason turned to Nick's bare chest and licked the
exposed nipple closest to him, sending shivers through Nick.  "Please,"
Jason begged, looking from Nick to Brian. "God I feel so empty, so alone."
His voice faltered. "Please take away the loneliness," he whispered. Nick
looked across Jason to Brian, then lowered his mouth to Jason's. Brian
followed by kissing Jason's chest, working his way from one sensitive
nipple over to the other. Brian ran his hand down Jason's flesh, stopping
at the waistband of his boxers. Jason opened his mouth to accept Nick's
probing tongue. He flicked his tongue quickly in and out of Jason's mouth
until Jason grabbed it gently between his teeth. Jason sucked it for a
moment, and then shuddered at the sensations the rest of his body was
feeling.  He released the tongue and turned to Brian, who had moved up
beside him.

Brian's lips began to cover Jason's face with quick, tiny kisses until they
found his mouth. Jason could feel the differences in the shape of the two
mouths and the texture of their lips. Nick began kissing his way down
Jason's body, not stopping at the boxers. He was aroused now and wanted
more. He slipped his hands beneath the elastic waist, running his long
fingers lightly over Jason's growing tool. Jason jumped at the touch,
momentarily uncertain. But the response of his body to Nick's movements
chased away any doubts. Jason returned his focus to Brian's delectable lips
as the rest of his body continued to respond to Nick. Jason threw his head
back and moaned.  Brian immediately moved to kiss his Adam's apple, lightly
running his tongue down Jason's throat. Nick stripped off Jason's boxers,
freeing his raging cock. 'Nice,' Nick thought before lowering his mouth to
engulf the throbbing member.

Jason gasped loudly, looking down at the blond haired man pleasuring him.
"Oh god, that feels so good,' he whispered huskily. Jason's body was
attacked by sensations as Brian moved down to Jason's chest. Licking,
nibbling and kissing his way across from nipple to nipple before moving
down further.

Brian joined Nick at Jason's cock. They took turns licking, then swallowing
the raging tool. Then when Nick had his hot mouth over Jason's cock, Brian
moved lower, taking Jason's balls into his mouth. Jason thought he would
die from the excruciating pleasures as his body began to spasm.  "I'm
cumming, oh yeah, oh god, oh god, oh god," he gasped and panted as his cock
began to spew load after load of cum. Nick began swallowing the juices, but
as the orgasm continued, he moved aside, allowing Brian to replace his
mouth. Brian swallowed the last few loads, sucking every drop out of
Jason's deflating cock.

Both Brian and Nick thought that would be it, but they were wrong. Jason
turned to Nick and grabbed his boxers, pulling them down. Jason was
consumed by passion now and wanted even more. He looked hungrily at
Nick. "Fuck me, please. I need to feel you in me," he pleaded. Brian
grabbed Jason's head and forced him to look at Brian.

"Jason, are you sure?" Brian asked huskily, afraid that they were taking
too much advantage of the young man.

Jason nodded. "I want you both in me," he said, delving into Brian's soul
with his eyes. Brian caught his breath. He stripped off his own boxers. All
three men were completely naked. Jason slid down the bed and raised his
legs. Nick dove between them, his tongue finding the twitching hole he
wanted. Using his tongue, he lubricated the hole with his saliva. He sat
back up, kneeling.  Brian grabbed Nick's throbbing cock and used the precum
to lubricate the giant. When Nick was ready, he positioned the head at
Jason's entrance. Brian moved up the bed until he was kneeling beside
Jason's head. Jason turned and slurped at Brian's leaking cock, as Nick
leaned forward, the head slipping into Jason's ass. Jason gasped loudly;
never having a cock the size of Nick's in him before.

He felt so incredibly full. He moved his ass, encouraging Nick to thrust up
further into him. When Jason felt Nick's balls touch his ass he sighed
loudly. "Oh yeah, you fill me so much, Nick," he whispered. Then he reached
over and grabbed Brian's neglected tool, shoving it into his empty
mouth. He licked and sucked greedily on Brian's cock as Nick began a slow,
rhythmic motion, moving in long slow strokes, in and out of Jason's ass.

Jason's own cock began to harden again at the simultaneous stimulation he
was getting from both ends. Nick's long hard rod slowly jamming into him,
over and over again while Brian's hard member twitched and throbbed in
Jason's mouth.

Brian decided to return the favor. He lay down, almost straddling Jason's
face so he could reach Jason's erect tool. While Jason licked and sucked
Brian's cock, Brian nibbled on Jason's, licking the head, tasting the
precum, before taking it completely in his mouth.  Jason thought he would
die. Every nerve ending in his body was on fire, every orifice that could
be stimulated, was.

Nick began to increase his thrusts, picking up speed as he approached
orgasm. Nick couldn't believe what was happening. God, he and Brian had
done three before, in fact, they liked threesomes, but this was
different. Before he could think too much more about it, he felt his body
tense and slammed into Jason's ass faster and harder until he felt himself
spasm and his cock exploded, filling Jason's ass with his warm cum.

Almost simultaneously, as though sensing Nick's imminent orgasm, Brian and
Jason had increased their pace, going up and down on the other's straining
cock so that they both began orgasms seconds after Nick yelled out and
began filling Jason's hole. Brian greedily swallowed everything Jason's
body pumped out. His own body, doubly pleasured, exploded into Jason's
mouth. He could feel Jason's lips working on his cock, swallowing all of
his cum, and then greedily sucking for more.

Brian rolled off Jason's chest as Nick collapsed on the bed. They both
crawled back up beside Jason, who was finally lying back, exhausted.

He leaned over kissing first Nick, then Brian. "Thank you," he said softly,
snuggling into the four strong arms around him and drifting into sleep.

Nick and Brian looked at each other across Jason. Both of them were
incredibly moved and confused by what had just happened. They clasped they
hands across Jason's chest and fell asleep, too tired to figure it all out
at that moment.

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To be continued.
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