Date: Sat, 4 Mar 2000 20:21:18 EST From: Vetdocnag18@aol.com Subject: The Truth About Lance The Truth About Lance-----Chap. 1 ************************************* Disclaimer: This story is just that, a story. It is completely fictional, and does not imply anything about the sexuality of any of members of the band *NSYNC. If you are not old enough to read pornographic stories, don't. It's not that hard people. "Author's" note: Ok people, this is the first story I've written, and I'm no English major, so please don't be too harsh with your comments :). Send all comments, criticisms, questions etc. to Vetdocnag18@aol.com I was at an *NSYNC concert. I couldn't believe it. I had been waiting for the chance for almost 3 years! I had won my ticket from a local radio station, and got a first row ticket and a backstage pass, which I found weird. I mean, don't they normally give them out in sets of 2? Oh well, like I cared. The show ended with my favorite song, "Sailing". I do like their music, in fact about half of the songs on their first cd are my favorites. But, the real reason I went to the concert was because they are HOT, especially Lance. So, the concert ended, and I showed a security guard my backstage pass and asked him where to go. He told me to follow him. He led to to a door and told me to knock on it, and then he left. I couldn't believe my luck, there I was, just a couple of steps away from one of my favorite music groups. But damn, I was nervous. 'What if they can tell I'm gay?' I thought to myself. Well, what was the worst they could do? Kick me out? Big deal, I'd at least get to see them in person. I summoned all of my courage, and knocked on the door. "Just a second" came a reply. Shortly there after, the most handsome man I had ever seen came to the door. He was about medium height, with spikey blond hair, and the deepest, most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. "Hi, come on in," he said. I walked into the room and he closed the door. "I'm Lance, thats Joey, Justin, JC, and Chris," he said pointing to each guy as he went along. "And you are....?" he asked me. "Oh, yeah. I'm Kevin. It's great to meet you," I said, and then quickly said to the rest of the guys, "you guys too." I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. They all said hey, or hi or nice to meet you. "Sorry about the guys, they're pretty tired," he explained. "I understand. I'd probably be the same way after a concert that great," I said. "Ahhh, you liked the concert?" Lance asked. "No," I said. He started looking sad, then I added, "I loved it." His smile quickly returned. I couldn't help but smile back. The rest of the guys were all asleep by now, so we sat down and just chatted about everything. I was glad that I was the only one at the concert who had a backstage pass. We talked for a long time, and somehow we ended up kissing. We started making out on the couch, our dicks growing harder by the second. Just as I was unbuttoning his pants, I started to hear some music. It got louder and louder.........and then I slammed my alarm clock. "Damn," I thought, "another dream!" I had been having them almost every night since the week before. That was when I had won a ticket and backstage pass to the concert, and each day I grew more and more anxious. So, let me introduce myself. My name is Kevin, I'm 6' tall, 150 pounds not super huge muscles, but pretty well-defined. I have brown/hazel eyes, and my hair is short and brown, but half of it is bleached (kinda like how Lance has his hair). I am a college student at Cornell University, living in upstate NY durring vacations. I'm 19. I usually listen to country music (please no eewwws), but I listen to some pop, obviously including *NSYNC. Only one of my friends, Sara, knows I'm gay, and she was very excited when I told her I had won the tickets, especially since she knew about my crush on Lance. She wanted to go with me, but I told her I had only won one ticket. "ONE TICKET! Damn cheap radio station," She yelled as we had lunch together the day before the concert. Of course, I had nothing to do with it, so I didn't say anything. "I want ALL the details. ALLLLLL of them. And tell Lance you think he's hot, I mean geez, look at the guy. How could he not be gay?" Sara advised me. "Ok, calm down. I will." I reasured her. "And I'm sure he'll like you. Hell, I'd go out with you if you weren't gay," she said. I just blushed. "I was waiting for that," she said, pointing to my reddening cheeks. "Shut up," I said, trying to cover my face. That of course never worked, but she was nice enough not to tickle me as she usually did. "So, what are you gonna wear?" she asked me. "I don't know. I was hoping you could help me pick something out," I told her. She just replied, "Hey, that's what I'm here for, someone has to make you look nice for your future husband." "Is that even legal here?" I asked her. "Like I know?" she answered. "Why should I care? I'm just gonna make you look good, don't change the subject!" "Ok, ok. When are we gonna work on my look?" I asked her. "Right after we finish eating lunch my dear." Sara replied. "Good," was all I said. We finished eating, and I paid the bill. We hopped into my Subaru Outback, and drove over to my (parents') house, which is where I live when not at college. She picked out the clothes that she thought I should wear, and advised me on how I should do my hair, and then we went over to her place to hang out. I turned on her tv, and on MTV was TRL with "Bye Bye Bye" at number one. I sang along with it, with Sara just giving me crazy stares. You see, I am a horrible singer. I have a very deep voice, and when I try to sing a part by Justin or JC, it comes out horrible. We just hung out for a while. When it was time for dinner we ordered a pizza and watched a movie. Finally, it was time for me to go home, so I left her house but not until promising I would tell her everthing that happened. I got home, got in bed, and turned on my *NSYNC cd to put me to sleep. I woke up at noon the next day (which happened to be saturday), and started getting ready for the concert that night. I had the whole house to myself, since my parents were in Maryland visiting my aunt, and my older brother had just moved to Florida for his new job as PR for the Tampa Bay Bucs (which no one in my family could believe!). I took a shower, and couldn't get Lance out of my head but I decided I not to do anything about my hard dick, just in case I did get with him that night........ Yeah, like that would happen! I got out and dried off and put on the clothes that Sara had picked out for me. I pulled on my American Eagle boxers (hey they were on sale one day, and I love AE :)). I put on socks, some baggy jeans, and a blue button down shirt, which I left open to show the AE t-shirt I was wearing underneath. I fixed my hair (no, it wasn't broken), brushed my teeth, and hoped in my car. I still had about 3 hours before I needed to be at the Arena, so I decided to see some of my buddies who were home from college. Brian, Jeremy, Mike (who during HS I had secretly had a crush on), and a bunch of other guys were all hangin out. They were all doin pretty good, but after a while I had to go. I told them I was goin out with my girlfriend from school, bcuz none of them knew that I'm gay, and I didn't think that was a good way to tell them. I got to the Pepsi Arena in Albany about one hour before the show started. I decided I would stick my head in the guys' dressing room and wish them good luck. I showed a guard my pass, and he told me where to go. I followed his directions, and found the door. I stood there for a few minutes, then finally knocked on the door. I heard that deep "familiar" voice of Lance say, "Just a minute." A couple of seconds later, that blond haired, green eyed god opened the door. Talk about de ja vous. "Hi there, I'm Lance" he said as I walked in. "These are the rest of the guys, JC, Justin, Joey, and Chris." he said while pointing to each one. "Nice to meet all of you guys. My name's Kevin," I told them. "I just wanted to come back and wish you guys good luck tonight. I'll let you guys get back to getting ready." I told them as I started to turn around. "Thanks Kevin, you're gonna come back after the show, right?" Lance asked me. "I wouldn't miss it," I said while smiling. I started walking to my seat. Lance wanted me to come by after the show! Whoa, I was reading way too much into this. ******** In The Dressing Room "He seemed like a nice guy," Lance said to the guys. "Yeah, is he the only one tonight with a backstage pass?" JC asked. "I think so," replied Justin, "I'm sick of all those screaming 12 year-olds!" "No you're not!" the guys all said. "Well, true. But it's not bad to have a change." Justin replied. "Not at all!" Lance said, a little too enthusiastically. "Scoop, better keep those hormones under control. You dont even know if the guy is gay," Joey told him. Lance had come out to the guys about a year ago, and while in the beginning some were a little apprehensive about it, they had accepted him. "I don't know Joe, a guy at an NSYNC concert? By himself?" Lance asked him. "Well, he did win the ticket right? I mean, he didn't actually go out and buy it," Chris said. "Ok, ok...lets just finish getting ready," Lance said while quickly changing the subject. "OK," the guys shouted. ********* In The Arena I found my seat in the front row, and sat down right in between two pre-teen girls. 'This is gonna be a loooooong night,' I thought to myself. But, at least it was *NSYNC, that made me feel a little better. They finally came out, did a bunch of songs, and ended with "Sailing." God, more de ja vous. It was an awesome concert, and maybe I had imagined it, but it seemed like Lance was looking at me a LOT through out the concert. It had to be my imagination. It would have been a perfect night, but those damn girls were screamin so LOUD. Hey, I admit I was singing along, but I was actually SINGING, not screaming my fucking head off the whole time! I stayed in my seat for a little while after the concert ended, which was about 8pm (I know, early concert, but you'll see why.....), to let the crowd get a little smaller and to get back at least partial hearing. About fifteen minutes later, I got up, and started walking towards *NSYNC's dressing room. I showed the guard my pass, and he let me through. I got to the door for the second time that night, but this time I wasn't nervous. I knocked on the door. "Come on in Kevin." I heard Justin say, so I walked in and saw all the guys in chairs, trying to get back their breath after their stellar performance. "Hey" everyone said to me. "Hi guys, great show," I said smiling. They all said some kind of thanks, and then Lance (who seemed to be the only one still alive) asked me what my favorite part was. I told him, "Well, I really liked when you guys did "Bye Bye Bye", I love the choreography, but the last song was my favorite. I love 'Sailing', it's a nice, calm, traquil song; it always reminds me of the week I spent sailing around the Florida Keys." "Wow, that sounds like it must have been fun," said Lance, who seemed to be hangin on my every word. "It was." I told him, "thats definitely one trip I will NEVER forget." "So, you know that we are singers," Lance said smiling, "but what do you do?" "Well," I told him (by this point, most of the guys were either getting changed or sleeping) "I'm a sophomore in college, at Cornell University, and I eventually plan on becoming a veterinarian." "Thats awesome," he replied. "I love animals." "Yeah, me too," I told him. "Cornell, huh? You must be really smart" Lance said. "Well, I guess so....combine that with luck and a lot of extracuricular activities," I said, trying not to blush. "Come on, don't be modest. What was your class rank?" he asked me smiling. "I was 10th in my class," I told him, still blushing. "Wow!" he exclaimed. "10th out of how many?" Damn, I was hoping he wouldn't ask me that. "Um....417." I told him. "Holy cow," he said, then after thinking a second, "What's that, like top 2 percent?" "Yeah, pretty much," I said. "But enough about me." I said, blushing again. "How long are you guys gonna be in Albany?" I asked him. "4 days, and then we have 2 weeks of vacation, thank god!" he said. "Cool. Hey, have you guys eaten dinner yet?" I asked hopefully. "Nope, been rehearsing all day." Lance responded. "Well, I know a great Japanese place a couple of blocks away, wanna grab a bite to eat?" I asked. "And the rest of the guys too, of course," I added, again blushing. "Sure, that sounds great. I'll ask the rest of the guys," Lance told me. He got up, and asked the rest of his bandmates. Joey and Chris both just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep. When JC found out we were going to a japanese restaurant, he decided he HAD TO go. And, since Justin was left with nothing to do, he said he'd come too. Lance said he just wanted to take a quick shower and get changed before we left, and I made the reservation. After that, I sat with JC and Justin, just talking about stuff, till Lance came out of the shower, with just a towel around his waist. I looked at him, his tight body. He had well-defined pecs and abs, slim arms, and a muscular back. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. JC tried to get my attention, and then Lance looked and saw me staring at him. He smiled at me, and I blushed and quickly turned away. He got dressed, and we all hopped into my car to go to the restaurant. Lance called shotgun, and I was glad. I smiled at him. He smiled back. I noticed Justin and JC pass a happy glance between themselves. We got to the restaurant, Ginza, and we walked in and were seated immediately. I asked the guys what they were gonna get. JC immediately said "SUSHI!!" the other guys laughed. "Good idea JC, I love sushi, I think I'm gonna get some tuna, and some snapper and octopus," I said. "EWWWW, sushi?" Justin and Lance said at the same time. "Yes sushi. Its good. Have you ever had it?" I said to them. "Well......" they both said smiling. "Ok, you can get whatever you want, but you have to try some of my sushi." I said to them smiling. Justin just shook his head, but Lance said ok. Justin ordered chicken and vegetables, and Lance got shrimp and steak with vegetables. Me and JC got our sushi. Lance just looked at it strangely. "It's ok Lance, it's not gonna hurt you. Its not even alive," I said smiling at him. "Ok, fine. Just give me one of whatever tastes the best," he said. "That would be the tuna," I said to him, while handing him a piece of tuna. He smelled it. "Sure doesn't smell like tuna," he said. "And its not dry like tuna either. Just eat it," I said smiling at him. JC also encouraged him, "Come on Scoop, it's good," he said while eating a piece. I also put some in my mouth. "MMMMMMMM" I said. Finally, Lance put it in his mouth and let it sit there for a moment. "Come on Lance," I said to him. He started chewing, and then swallowed. He looked at me and then asked, "Can I have some more?" I just laughed, "Ok, but if you want more after that, you gotta get your own. Sushi's expensive, and not very filling," I told him. "YAY," Lance said, a little over enthusiastically. I gave him another piece, and he scarfed it down. I just laughed at him. During this whole escapade, I didn't notice Justin and JC talking between themsleves. "Oh my god," JC said. "What?" asked Justin. "Scoop must reallllly like this guy. I've been trying to get him to eat sushi for years, and then all of a sudden he just eats it for this guy?" Jc replied. "True. I didn't notice that." Justin replied. "And I think he likes Lance. I mean, look at the way Kevin looks at him. And he's practically ignoring us.... I hope this is gonna go somewhere. Lance has been so lonely since...." "Yeah," JC cut him off. "Best thing is to just wait and see what happens." JC and Justin just watched Lance and I talk for a while, and then the bill came. "I'll get it," Justin insisted. I said I'd pay for my part, but he wouldn't listen. "Ok, and thanks. College is expensive, even with scholarships." I said jokingly. "Ah-ha," said Lance, "I knew you were smart, and the scholarships prove it!" "But Lance," I said while smiling sweetly, "you don't need to be smart to get scholarships. "He's got you there Scoop," JC said. Lance stuck out his tongue. Justin got the bill taken care of, and we all left and piled back into my car. "Ok, so what's next? You guys wanna just go back to your hotel?" "Well we are kinda tired," Justin said. "OK, where are you guys staying?" I asked. "The Mariot," JC replied. "All the way over there?" I asked. "My house is a lot closer, if you guys are that tired, I dont mind having you stay the night." "Sure, that sounds OK to me," Lance said quickly. JC and Justin also agreed, being too tired to argue w/ Lance. "OK." I said. We arrived at my house about 10 minutes later, and I lead the guys in and said "Ok, there's a couch downstairs that one of you can take, theres a bed in my room, the guest room (formerly known as my brother's room), and a double bed in my parents' room." none of them wanted to sleep on a couch, so I said, "Well, JC, you can take my room, Justin, take the guest room, Lance, you can have my parents' room, and I'll take the couch." That got a few protests, especially from JC, who didn't want to kick me out of my own room. "You said that your parents' bed is a double, I don't mind sharing it with you," Lance said. It was like music to my ears. "Well.....if you dont mind, it's fine with me," I told him. Jc and Justin just smiled to each other. JC called Joey and Chris at the hotel to tell them that he, Justin, and Lance were staying at my house. After that, we all went into our respective rooms and started to get ready for bed. Lance quickly stripped down to his boxers and was almost immediatly asleep. I took off my shirt and pants, and pulled some pajama pants on over my boxer-briefs. I climbed into bed along-side the sexiest man I had ever laid eyes upon, and I was in heaven. Just as I was falling asleep, he did something that surprised me more than the fact that he was actually in bed next to me........ ************************ TBC.....if you e-mail me--Vetdocnag18@aol.com!. I'm a VERRRRRRRY lazy person, and if I don't get e-mails, I won't continue the story. Also, I know there was no sex in this portion, but there will be.