Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2000 08:42:01 +0200 (MEST)
From: Rick Chasez <jc.chasez@gmx.net>
Subject: Tearing up my ass (Celebrity-Boybands)

DISCLAIMER:
This story is just a work of fiction, it does not mean to imply anything
about the real feelings or sexuality of the characters. I am not related in
any way to 'N Sync or their management, record company, blah blah blah.
English is not my native language, so please forgive me if I make any mistakes.
Also forgive me if the story is not consistent with the real facts of 'N
Sync's history, it's just something I made up!
I hope you find it entertaining, Chapter 2 is coming soon hopefully, with
JC's point of view. I share Justin's feelings though, why does that man have
to look so good and make me fall in love with him?


Tearing up my ass

Chapter 1: Justin's Diary

By Rick - jc.chasez@gmx.net


January 31, 1999

Dear Diary:

It's that day again, today it's my birthday. I turn 18 and I feel sad and
ridiculous. How long has it been? I think I started writing this diary when
I became 12, but somehow I feel compelled to keep doing it.
It was a good day, I mean, don't get me wrong. In the morning Josh came
and woke me up singing me "Happy Birthday"... I felt so happy I could have
died in that moment, just hearing his wonderful voice. The others came also,
but it was like they weren't there, I could only see and hear him.
It feels like forever since we met. Back in the MMC days, he always made
me feel so protected, I just wanted my mother and he convinced me to hang out
with him. I'm glad he did. How I longed to feel his arms around me when I
got upset or sad, telling me that it would all be ok.
The touch of his skin was electric since the first time, I know he felt
something too, but I guess that he just felt like a father figure or
something. But I couldn't help it, I've been in love with him for years, he just
seems perfect to me, his blue puppy eyes are more than I can handle, when he
looks at me I feel shivers down my spine, and whenever he's angry and looks at
me with an upset look, I just want to kiss him and ask him to forgive me.
Those lips of his and the way he smiles...
Oh my God! Why did this have to happen to me? I always thought that I
would marry Britney Spears, but when time went by, I just couldn't see her that
way, I mean, I like her a lot, but I don't feel attracted to her at all. And
that man, JC Chasez, is always on my mind.
When the stupid MMC ended, I just felt like dying, because he was going
away from me, for good, I thought. And when 'N Sync was beginning I saw the
perfect opportunity to have him again by my side.
Luckily he said yes right away, and I was so happy to see him again, I
jumped into his arms when I saw him at the airport. I think it was somewhat
inappropriate, but he didn't seem to mind.
In the first days, when we were in a tight budget and we had to share
rooms, I would always look for ways to end up with him. I would be extremely mad
if someone else was his roommate. That dumbass Lance wanted to room with
me, but I almost always got my way.
Those days were the best, I could see him take off his clothes to go to
sleep or to take his shower, fortunately for me, he's not very modest, so I
had plenty of chances to see his gorgeous body. My mouth waters every time I
see his dick or his tight ass, and I crave to run my tongue on his chest. He
must think I'm shy, but I can't get out of the covers when he's naked, my
boner would tell him everything I feel.
The very best days were when we found ourselves having to share a double
bed. That happened mostly in Europe, where the hotels are more expensive and
with smaller rooms. I couldn't even sleep knowing that he was in the same
bed with me and feeling his body heat. I would try to get as closer to him as
I could, and on a few occasions he would embrace me, maybe dreaming of
someone else, but I didn't care, as long as I felt his arms and legs behind me.
Even his erection rubbing my butt, that was the best, I wished he fucked
me right there. I'm so damn horny lately, I have to hide in the bathroom
whenever I can and just jerk off as fast as I can.
The sight of him is getting more painful every day. And yet, I can't get
myself to tell him the way I feel. I'm just too fucking scared of what will
happen if he doesn't feel the same, which I don't think he does. I'll die if
he doesn't want to be near me, or maybe he'll tell me I'm a sick fuck,
whatever, I just can't seem to find a way to solve this.
But I also don't feel like going out and find someone to love or at least
to fuck. I'm still a virgin and hopeless. Sure there are thousands of girls
and boys that would give a kidney to sleep with me, but I can't. All my
feelings and thoughts are about JC.
The most that I've done is getting a blowjob from two or three girls, I
think they were ecstatic, and they promised never to tell about it. They
begged me to screw them, but I can't. I'm saving it for my Josh. Am I pathetic or
what? I'll probably die and that won't happen... Sometimes I hear him
fucking someone in his room and I cry myself to sleep.
I was going to bed, but JC came and asked me to go out with them, they
will be hitting the clubs and well, anything for him... I'll tell you tomorrow
what happened.
Bye,
Justin.

February 1, 1999

Dear Diary:

I can't believe it!!!!! Thanks God!!!!!
If someone had told me what was going to happen yesterday, I would have
beaten the crap out of him, for playing with my feelings.
So, here's what happened... We went to this club and you know, all the
girls where clinging to us, I like them, but they are too much sometimes. They
knew it was my birthday, I received like a million cards and lots of plush
teddies, flowers, I thought that we were going to require a truck for them.
But I digress... Well, Joey and Chris were all over any girl who'd let
them. Lance was dumb as always, just sitting there. JC was with me telling me
how much he liked me and that he was happy that we were friends, I couldn't
help but shed some tears. He asked me not to cry.
He was drinking lightly, but I could see that he was getting bombed. I
told him that we should leave the place before he was drunker. The others
decided to stay and I asked the driver to take us to the hotel and then go back
for them.
I guess the cold air had a negative effect on Josh, because suddenly he
was drunk off his ass. I was almost carrying him to the elevator and to his
room. I had to search in his pockets for the key and I couldn't help
but to explore a little...
I took him to his bed and I took off his shoes and socks. I was trembling
when I decided to unbutton his pants and take them off too, I mean, you
can't sleep with those leather pants. I unbuckled his belt and was
unzipping him when he stirred and told me that he had to go take a leak.
I froze but helped him stand and get to the bathroom. He said to me that
he wasn't feeling well and that he was sorry that he ruined my night. I told
him that there was nothing to be sorry about and that I would always be
there for him. He finished his bussiness and asked me to help him back to his
bed.
Then he started sobbing a little... this broke my heart and I hugged him
and told him that I wasn't upset about what happened. He told me that I
mattered to him the most and that he never wanted to let me down. Although I felt
sorry about how he was feeling, I was glowing with those words he was
telling me, it was what I had always wanted to hear from him.
I reached for him to hug him and we were embraced for a while. Then, the
unexpected happened. He looked into my eyes and just like in the movies, he
approached his face to mine. I was in a mix of fear, anticipation and
excitement. I couldn't even breathe. I felt his lips touching mine, they felt like
velvet. His hand went to my hair and his fingers played with my curls. When
I felt his tongue on my lips, I couldn't help it... I gasped and retreated
to take some air.
He was scared when I did this, I think he thought that I didn't want to do
it, and he started to cry. He told me that he was crazy and that he could
never forgive himself for doing that. He said to me that he won't bother me
again and he would leave forever if I wanted him to.
I tried to grab his hands but he covered himself, maybe thinking that I
was going to hit him. I asked him why did he do that, because I didn't want to
tell him how much I loved him and then find out that it was only because he
was drunk.
Between sobs, he told me that he loved me more than anything in this
world, and to please forgive him. I was shocked, never in my fucking life could
I've ever imagined that he felt that way... I told him that I loved him too
and he didn't seem to hear. I said it again, and this time he looked at me
and asked me: WHAT?
I told him that I've loved him since we first met and that I never thought
that he could love me the way I did. I began to cry as well. He took my
hands and kissed them, then he approached me and he touched the tears on my
cheeks, he said that he wanted to kiss them away.
I can't explain how that made me feel. I just started kissing his lips,
first tenderly and then hungrily, all those years of waiting were worth it.
Our tongues roamed inside each other's mouths and my hands were all over his
body.
Somehow we ended up naked, our bodies entangled in bed. I couldn't believe
my luck. I was thinking that maybe we had died in a car accident and I was
in heaven, otherwise I couldn't explain it.
He told me that he had been dreaming about this for a long time and that
finally I was a man and he didn't risk to be thrown in jail if I didn't feel
the same way for him. He kissed my neck and rubbed my nipples with one hand.
With the other he was cupping my ass and running his fingers along my
crack.
We made out for a long time and them he told me that he wanted to make me
feel good. He began licking my balls softly and I was trashing in the bed.
He took one of them inside his mouth, I couldn't believe how good it felt.
Meanwhile, he was rubbing the tip of his middle finger in my asshole but not
yet penetrating.
He licked the side of my shaft and I begged him to suck it all, I thought
that those couple of blowjobs I had before had felt good, but this was
paradise. When he finally took the head of my cock between his lips, I
saw stars. At the same time he very slowly penetrated my virgin rosebud
with his finger.
My main concern was that I wasn't going to last very long, his mouth was
just too hot and moist. He was finger fucking me now in earnest and I yelled
his name when I exploded... He didn't took my dick out of his mouth, but
swallowed it all.
I almost passed out from the pleasure. He then kissed me and I tasted
myself in his mouth. I had tried my own cum before, so it wasn't unpleasant and
it was more erotic since it was him.
I saw that he had a painful erection. He got up from the bed, surely to go
to the bathroom and jerk off, but I told him he was going nowhere. He
seemed embarrassed and came back. I made him lay on his back I kissed his chest.
He was moaning in approval and when I began to lick his nipples he
squirmed. I took his cock in my hand and it throbbed, it felt hot and hard, yet
soft and looked delicious. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to taste him... I
licked the head like a lollipop and nibbled it. I traced every vein of his
big cut fat dick. He ran his fingers through my hair, calling me sweet names.

He said that he was getting close and I stopped sucking him. He looked at
me with surprise, when he got his air back, he asked me why did I stop. I
told him that I wanted him to take my cherry in that moment.
He seemed worried and told me that he didn't want to hurt me. I assured
him that I could take anything as long as it was him doing it, and that there
was nothing I wanted more.
As horny as he was, he took his time kissing me again and inserting his
fingers inside my puckered hole. He asked me to lay on my stomach and he
parted my cheeks with his hands. What I felt next was beyond my wildest dreams
and hopes. He started tonguing my opening and I cried in surprise. He asked me
if I was ok, and I almost ordered him to keep doing it.
After some minutes he added another finger and sort of stretched my hole
with them. When I felt the third finger, I told him I was ready. He asked me
again if I was sure of this, and I answered yes. He told me to turn around
and lay on my back so he could see my face and kiss me while he fucked me.
He lifted my legs to his shoulders and smiled, I knew it was ok and that
he would never hurt me in any way. I felt the tip of his cock lining up at my
hole and I closed my eyes. I could feel my sphincter resisting the invasion
and JC told me to push like I was going to take a crap. I did and his head
suddenly entered me. This left me breathless and I yelled. The pain ran up
through my spine.
He kissed my lips and assured me that it was ok, that the pain will pass
soon. He eased more of his cock inside me, completing my deflowering. When I
felt his pubic hair in my ass, I knew he was all inside me, I was his
forever.
He started long dicking me, I was still in pain, but the feeling of his
cock rubbing my prostate and just the thought that he finally was making love
to me, made all pain disappear and soon I was in ecstasy... I felt so full,
so happy. He kept saying my name, telling me that he loved me and sliding
his dick back and forth.
All too soon, he said that he was about to cum and asked me if I wanted
him to withdraw. I told him that I wanted to have his seed inside me. With
that, he kissed me deeply and let go. I felt how my innards were flooding with
his hot cream.
We slept like that all night, joined by his member. In the morning we
showered and went to have breakfast with the guys, who were smiling knowingly...
they said it was about time. When they saw my surprise, they
said that they weren't deaf, only that way could they have not heard our
moans and cries.
I'm finally happy and as soon as I finish telling you this, I'm going to
join my man in bed. My dream has come true, my one love is with me... I love
you, JC!
Justin

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