Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2000 02:25:11 EDT
From: PopRocket10@aol.com
Subject: My Night with JC

Disclaimer: This is fiction.  The author is not claiming in any way the
sexuality of any member of Nsync.

	My name is Matt, and I am a huge Nsync fan.  My friends and I see
them every time they come to our city and pay big money to get the good
seats.  We're die hard fans.  We're not trolls that hunt them down, we're
each attractive and always wanted to get with our favorite Nsync man.  I
was sure that my 21 year old, 6'1 frame would snag me my love.  I have
brown eyes, brown hair with highlights, olive skin and I weigh a good 180
lbs.  My friends were just about the same height with the exception for
Kari, she was gorgeous though.  If ever I wanted a woman, she would be the
one I would want.  And she knew it.  But my heart belonged to one man, and
one man only.  I had always had a crush on JC Chasez from Nsync fame.  From
his early days on the MMC, I was a die hard fan.  I would tune in to see
him portray the airheaded surfer, Wipeout, in addition to see him dance and
sing across the stage.  I was rushed when the MMC was canceled because it
meant no more JC.  But when the debut Nsync album surfaced, I was once
again hooked on my obsession.  His chiseled good looks and his awesome
voice was captivating.  To me, he was perfect.  I loved his dark hair, his
slightly hairy chest and those piercing blue eyes.  His eyes were awesome,
they seemed as if they could burn a hole through whatever he was looking
at.  JC transformed from a cute teenager to a full blown hotass.
	When the No Strings Attached tour tickets were to go on sale, I was
beyond excited.  I was finally going to see JC once again in concert.  I
had seen the previous show and almost came in my pants when seeing his
bulging biceps in the red Kyle Young and Hilfiger tank tops.  I don't know
how I prevented it. I had stayed awake for twenty-four hours to get those
tickets all because of a party that I had to go to the night before that
lasted all night.  It was all worth the sacrifice because I had them in my
grasp.  I had missed an important meeting at work, but I didn't care.  All
I cared about was seeing JC!  But I would have to wait, of course.  But all
good things come to those who wait, so the saying goes, and that couldn't
be any further from the truth.
	In the two months that I waited to see the concert, I had many
dreams involving JC and the rest of Nsync.  Some of the dreams had the boys
on stage going on my perception of the show.  Other dreams involved JC and
I in very sex filled moments.  I dreamt of him stripping out of his stage
outfit and dancing naked right in front of me, and ONLY me.  His soft dick
would become hard before my eyes and I was there rubbing his entire body,
sometimes with my tongue.  I would wake up with a raging hard on with the
image of his throbbing, erect cock in my hands.  If only that would truly
happen, I would be forever grateful.  Fat chance of that ever happening.  I
had longed to see his hairy body.  Well, I assumed he had hairy legs since
his arms were covered with fur along with his awesome chest.  One thing
that also held my interest in JC was his armpit hair.  I don't what it is
about it, I find it so sexy.  And it's not just with JC, but most men.  I
loved when JC showed off his pit hair.  It was so rare that when it
happened, I never forgot it.  I hoped that he would once again wear a
sleeveless shirt during the new show because I was now armed with a camera
with a major zoom lens.
	When the day came for the concert, I could hardly contain myself.
I got ready listening to all my Nsync cd's and singing along, of course.
My friends, Jon, Andy, and Kari came over and we drove to the show.  All I
cared about was seeing JC.  We each had our favorite, of course.  Jon liked
Joey, Andy wanted Lance, and Kari, in true female fashion yearned for
Justin.  Don't get me wrong, we loved their music and we thought their
dancing was beyond awesome, but the boys were most important to us.  As the
show started, I began screaming at the top of my lungs.

"JC, I love you!  JC you're awesome!!", I screamed.

	And of course I got the obligatory odd looks from other JC
admirers, that were of the female species, but did I give a damn?  NO!  I
was in love.  Being in the center of the third row and being 6'1 gave me a
great view of the man I was love with.  My camera took so many pictures I
was sure I needed to buy a new one.  When he came out to sing "Just Got
Paid" I went into a frenzy.  Seeing him in his lime green sleeveless shirt
caused me to be breathless.  He was waving his arms up and down giving me
the chance to take picture after picture of his pits.  Every now and again
I would see him looking straight at me sending shivers down my spine and
making me hard at the same time.  As the concert winded down, and they same
"Bye Bye Bye", my friends and I decided to go to a club and release some of
our own energy.  I had heard from a few of my friends that after doing a
concert, the guys of Nsync would go to clubs for an all night party.  What
were the chances of that happening tonight?  Slim to none I thought to
myself.
	Upon reaching the club, my friends and I ran into the club to dance
to the pumping beats.  After about an hour and a few drinks, all of us were
getting somewhat freaky.  Our hands began wandering everywhere despite our
batting for the other teams.  It was insane.  As I danced around, I caught
a glimpse of a man that was staring at me quite intensely.  My sight was
blurred from the sweat from my forehead, but when I finally focused, I
could see it was JC Chasez.  I couldn't believe it.  I tried to contain
myself when I saw him walking towards me.  Somehow I had got lost in his
stare and strayed from my pack of friends, but they didn't seem to notice,
and I didn't care.  When he reached me, he just stood there and stared into
my eyes with those baby blues of his.  Finally I got the nerve to say hi
after making sure I hadn't wet myself.

"Hi.  I know who you are.  I'm in love with you", I said in my semi-drunken
state.

"Well that's no fair".  "I don't know your name, and I really want to get
to know you better.  He said.

"Oh, my name is Matt.  I loved your concert tonight.  Can I stowaway on the
bus and go with you?"  I said laughing.

"Oh man, I wish.  You certainly are cute.  I bet you'd be fun on the bus.
You'd keep me from getting bored."  He said with his mega watt smile.

"Come with me", he said.

	Before I could give him an answer, he grabbed my hand and led me
out of the club and to an awaiting limo.  He opened the door for me and
closed to door after he entered.  He sat right next to me, so close that I
could feel his breath on me.  Before I could say a word, he kissed me. His
tongue slid through my closed lips and played with mine.  I was so hard and
all I wanted to do was to rip off his clothes and suck his cock.  But my
concentration was broken when he finally spoke.

"I saw you tonight, and had to have you.  It's rare when that happens, but
you did it for me.  It was hard to not get hard looking at you while on
stage.  To be honest, I had you followed.", explained JC.

"Whoa!  I always wanted that to happen.  Never thought it would.  That was
awesome!".  I said after coming up for air.

"Well Matt, it's going to get alot hotter than that.  We're headed to my
hotel.  "Wanna have some fun?", he said as he looked into my eyes and
rubbed the prominent bulge in his tight leather pants.

"Um....Uh huh...", was all I could utter while I watched him stoke his ever
prominent bulge.

	I couldn't wait for that damned limo to stop at the hotel!  I was
finally going to get my wish!  I couldn't believe it.

Well, that's that.  Let me know if it was worth reading and you want to see
what happens...thanks...

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