Justin smiled as he felt a pair of arms slither around his waist, encircling him from behind. His head tilted back, coming to rest on a muscular shoulder. “You’re getting awfully brave aren’t ya? There are cameras here.” “Cameras aren’t allowed in this room, baby. And everyone here knows about us. Are you having fun?” “It’s your birthday party Josh. Are you having fun?” “A blast.” “Good.” Justin turned his head, lips pressing against JC’s in a soft kiss. JC’s hands slipped under the hem of Justin’s polo shirt to rub against smooth abs. Justin released a moan, pushing back against JC. “What the ever-lovin hell-,” “Shut up lover-boy.” Justin frowned as Chris kept a hold on his arm, dragging him further and further away from a stunned JC. “What’s your problem Chris?” “Nothin JC. Not a damn thing. Except you’re over here makin out with your little boy-toy. It’s your party man. You need to mingle.” “Mingle?” “Mingle.” “So you pulled Justin away from me, while we were in the middle of a very good kiss let me tell you, so I could go mingle?” “Praise the Lord, he’s seen the light. Hallelujah.” “Dammit Chris.” “Oh stop Justin. You’ve seen him all night. It’s not gonna kill ya to be separated from his side for five damn minutes.” Justin frowned, arms crossing over his chest. JC stifled a laugh, reaching up to smooth the younger man’s furrowed brow. “It’s okay baby. Chris is right. We’ve been attached at the hip for most of the night. Why don’t you go get something to drink and I’ll mingle. Then we’ll go make nice with the cameras and open presents. Okay?” “But I don’t wanna.” JC released his chuckle this time, kissing Justin’s pouting lips. “Go on baby.” Justin smirked as JC slapped his ass lightly, winking as he walked away. “Chris you suck.” “No I most certainly do not. You however, from what I’ve heard are very good at that.” Justin’s eyes widened, his jaw going slack. “Josh does not tell you about our sex life.” “Sure thing J. What ever you wanna think.” Justin frowned, watching Chris walk over to Joey. Justin stomped his foot once in indignation, blushing lightly as a group of JC’s friends laughed at him. He gave once last look at Joey and Chris before heading over to the bar. ~*~ “Hey Joey?” “Yes Christopher.” “Okay. You remember why we got JC’s cake for him right?” “Umm..duh.” “Okay. Well, do you wanna run the reason by me again?” “I don’t know what he said word for word or anything, but I remember we were sitting around on the bus during the tour talking about who we’d slept with and Jace said he really wanted a nice piece of ass.” “Correct me if I’m wrong but isn’t Justin a pretty nice piece of ass and isn’t JC hittin it like, every damn night. Multiple times.” “Why Chris. I never knew you thought Justin had a nice ass. I’m sure JC would be interested in hearing that you’ve been checking out his baby-boy’s behind.” “Oh shut up. You know he’s got a good ass so don’t even try and deny it.” “Okay. So he’s got a good ass. Where are you going with this?” “How much have you had to drink Joey. I already went there. JC wants a nice piece of ass. Justin is a nice piece of ass. JC fucks Justin constantly.” Joey looked thoughtful, bringing his cup up to his lips and taking a drink.” “I see your point. Unless JC isn’t fucking Justin. Maybe Justin’s fucking JC.” “Oh please. Justin is the biggest bottom boy there is. And he has JC wrapped around his little finger. You’ve seen how they are. Justin is always in JC’s lap. JC always has his arm around Justin’s waist. Or like on the small of his back, guiding him and shit. Or Jace is always grabbing Justin’s ass. Justin acts like JC’s friggin lap dog.” “So. That doesn’t prove anything.” “Joey. We all agreed on this, what like fifty billion years ago. You said there wasn’t any single person that liked it in the butt, as much as little Justin Timberlake. Those were your exact words.” “Okay. So, maybe they were fighting or something when Jace said that. I don’t know. Why does it even matter Chris?” “I don’t know. I was just wondering.” “Well stop wondering. I’m trying to get drunk and you’re trying to make me think. Not a good combination.” Chris laughed and watched as Joey grabbed another goblet of wine from a passing-by waiter and sauntered over to a group of bubbly girls. *~* “Are you ready for your cake?” JC turned around, pulling Justin in for a lip-bruising kiss. His hands moving down from Justin’s neck to attain a proprietary grip on his ass. Justin sighed as JC pulled away, the younger man’s eyes yet to open. “What was that for?” “One, I missed you. Two, you asked me if I was ready for my cake and that means we need to go in the other room, where the cameras are. Three, you are pretty damn tasty.” Justin’s eyes opened, a smile playing on his swollen lips. “And four?” “You have a really grabbable ass. Just wanted to touch.” They both laughed. Full, open, off-camera laughs, eyes crinkling at the corners. “I don’t think grabbable is a word.” “Does it matter?” “Guess not. Are you gonna let go?” “Do I have to?” “I prefer you didn’t, but I think it’s really time for the cake.” JC gave one last squeeze before releasing Justin, guiding him out of the room, his hand placed at the small of Justin’s back. Chris watched from the corner of the room and giggled to himself. “Bottom boy all the way.” ~*~ JC stood at the short table, laughing quietly, head down, while photographers took pictures of him cutting the slightly obscene cake. He shook his head once more, moving the knife to a more inappropriate area of the cake, cutting it in one smooth, even stroke. He reminded himself to beat the hell out of Chris and Joey the next time he saw them. ~*~ “Mmm...God. I’m so glad that’s over.” “You didn’t like it?” JC pulled Justin into his lap, kissing the tender skin behind his ear. “I loved it baby. You did a wonderful job. Thank-you. I’m just tired. And now I get to have you all to myself. No more sharing. You’re mine now.” He punctuated his sentence with a bite to Justin’s neck, sliding his hands to rest in Justin’s lap. “And on that note, it’s been fun Jace. Happy birthday man. We’re gonna head on out.” Chris looked at Joey, nodding his head and standing from his chair. “Yeah. You and your boy-toy have fun tonight. Happy birthday man.” “Thanks for coming guys. It was a great party.” “No prob. You two have fun tonight. Take it easy on him Jace.” JC laughed and watched as Joey and Chris let themselves out of the hotel room. As soon as the door clicked firmly in place, Justin turned to straddle JC’s sitting form, latching on to his mouth. Both broke away breathless, eyes glazed over with lust. “It’s so much fun.” “What’s so much fun?” “That they think I’m a bottom boy.” JC’s blood pumped harder at the low tone of Justin’s voice. JC didn’t have time to answer as Justin’s mouth crushed against his once more in a porn-worthy kiss. He smooth hands massaged the tight muscles of Justin’s back, slipping further down to bury under the only layer of clothing covering Justin’s lower body, the soft denim jeans. JC grabbed roughly at Justin’s ass, massaging the cheeks. Justin broke away from the kiss with a wet smack, face flushed. “Did I fucking tell you to touch me like that?” JC shivered at the sheer power of Justin’s voice, slowly removing his hands from the others jeans. “N..no.” “You don’t do something unless I tell you.” JC shook his head, and watched as Justin moved to stand in front of him. “Strip.” JC practically jumped from the bed, his sleeveless shirt already off before he was completely on his feet. Jeans, boxer-briefs and sandals joined the pile on the floor, where his hat and shirt already laid. “Lay down.” JC sat back down on the bed, strong arms used to pull himself backwards until his head met the pillows. He watched, wide-eyed as Justin removed his own clothing, and moved to sit between his spread legs. “I thought about it and came to a conclusion.” JC shuddered, trying to remain focused on Justin’s words and not the hands skating recklessly along the inside of his thighs. “It is your birthday and all, so I thought maybe it would be nice to allow you to tell me what you wanted to happen. But I changed my mind and decided that we’d just do it all instead. How does that sound?” JC nodded slowly, tensing as he felt hands creep under his body to cup his ass. “Turn over.” JC rolled to his stomach, tucking long limbs under him when Justin instructed him to do so. His shoulders dipped down towards the mattress at the first feel of Justin’s teeth biting along his ass. He was rewarded with a swift smack to one cheek at the movement. “Stay still.” JC did his best to remain motionless as Justin’s tongue swept along the curve of his ass, licking down and back up. He felt Justin’s hands separate him, heard the clucking of Justin’s tongue and buried his face in the pillow. “Well what have we here?” The first jab of Justin’s tongue against his pucker, sent a shiver from JC’s ears down to his toes. His body shook with each flick, fingers gripping tightly at the bed sheets beneath him. He remained silent, using every ounce of strength not to push back against Justin’s roaming mouth. JC released a gush of air as he felt Justin turn him over, licking down across his thigh, bypassing his weeping erection. “You want to suck me?” JC nodded, eyes trained on the hardness settled between Justin’s legs. “Good. You were going to anyway.” Justin moved up, straddling JC shoulders as he presented his cock. JC wasted no time sucking him in to the warm cavern of his mouth, using a broad tongue to lick up the underside. “Oh God. Yes. Like that. Mmm.. So good. So damn good. Deeper.” JC struggled not to smile around Justin’s cock as he opened his throat, sucking him in deeper. He pulled back as he felt Justin tense, and move away from him. Justin moved down, knees on either side of JC”s hips and attacked the collarbone in front of him. Biting roughly, licking a path down and across JC’s chest, back up to the other side. His back arched as Justin took a nipple in his mouth, biting down almost painfully. His hands remained at his sides while Justin moved to the right nipple, doing the same thing. JC closed his eyes when Justin’s tongue traced his abs, moving down even farther to taste the pre-cum gathered on his cock. He twisted the sheets further in his fingers, concentrating on remaining still as he felt a finger enter his body. A large hand pressed down on his hips as Justin engulfed his cock, sliding in another finger, both curling to meet his prostate. He almost whimpered when he felt them withdraw completely from his body. Justin slicked up his cock, while lifting one of JC’s legs to wrap over his shoulder. He slid into JC in one fluid motion, crying out when the heat surrounded him. “Oh God Josh!” JC wrapped his other leg, high around Justin’s back and withered gracefully on the bed. “Jesus. Josh. Oh shit. So good. Mm..” JC’s breathing was labored as Justin slammed mercilessly into his ass, the sound of skin slapping together echoing throughout the room. Justin pushed his body down, bringing their chest together and thanking God for flexibility as his hips moved rhythmically. He cried out and bit at any available skin. JC panted. And moaned. And gasped for air as Justin hit his prostate repeatedly. He could feel his orgasm forming deep in his toes, moving quickly up his body. He came in a silent gasp. JC’s hands fisted tighter in the sheets, as Justin shook and moaned above him. Two more thrusts and Justin was coming, screaming out loud and falling against JC’s heaving chest. Hands moved over sweat-slicked skin as they kissed slowly, both recovering from their orgasms. “Happy Birthday Josh.” “Thank-you baby.” Justin pulled out of JC, curling up into his side. JC ran his hands through Justin’s growing, sweaty curls, smiling silently as Justin drifted off to sleep. Everyone thought Justin was the bottom boy. Claimed they knew it. JC could see how they would come to that conclusion. It was always Justin everyone heard, when they were making love. And it was always Justin that needed to be shown constant affection. And JC wouldn’t change it for the world. But JC figured, with hips like Justin’s, why not put them to use.”
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