Justin was pissed. Real pissed. Pissed like a
supermodel being told she was 'chunky' kind of pissed.
He had a nice evening planned of watching old tapes of
'My so-called Life' and pining over Jordan and
Angela's misguided love affair. He knew the show ended
five years ago but he still hoped they ended up
together and happy. He was a big old softie that way. Well he was going to have a nice evening until he got
the call and request from Lance. Request, my ass. A
summons really. With a demand that he get his ass over
to C's house now. With no further explanantion given. Justin bitched to himself the whole drive over,
berating himself for being a weak willed pussy, unable
to say no to one of his friends. As he pulled into
Jc's driveway he resolved to be firm, find out what
the fuck he wanted and get back to Jordan Catalano as
soon as possible. He smirked at the last thought. He found it incredibly
amusing that the world thought he was with Cameron
Diaz when it was really her ex-boyfriend he wouldn't
mind taking a bite out of. Literally. Justin was torn from his lustful musings about nipping
at the silky skin of Jared Leto, by Lance pulling open
the door. Justin started to say hello, until he got a
good look at Lance's outfit.
Then he just started laughing. Lance was dressed head to toe in leather. Which should
of been a good thing. Especially around that great ass
of his, so tight and firm you could bounce a quarter
off of it. But this leather was adorned with chains
and studs, complete with a little leather cap. He
sadly looked like one the big gay biker from the
Village People. Lance just held the door open, and raised one of his
perfectly arched ' I am the Queen Bitch' eyebrows and
dared Justin to make a comment. Justin, even though he had been mostly educated in
'bus school' wasn't stupid and wisely remained silent,
just following Lance 'Leather Daddy' Bass into the
house. ' I guess you are wondering why you're here right?'
Lance intoned. ' Uh yeah Man. I had a killer evening of watching 'My
so called.....uhh....Girls gone wild' tapes planned.'
Justin couldn't help a blush from rising at his near
mistake. Lance just looked at him again with that ' I so know
you are full of shit, but I've got more important
things to deal with, so I won't call your ass on it'
look in his eyes. He continued. ' The reason that you
are here is because Jc has something he needs to show
you. And tell you' 'And he had to do it tonight because...? Lance just started up the staircase, beckoning Justin
to follow. 'It's easier if he explains. ' Justin followed Lance, curious now. A new song he
wondered? One of his expressionist paintings that he
was so proud of but looked to Justin like a four year
old on a bad sugar high had painted it? With Jc it
could be as easy as he had made a really good sandwich
and wanted to share it with his best friend. Lance opened the bedroom door and motioned for Justin
to enter first. Justin walked forward and saw Jc
sitting on the bed. Wait. Check that. A NAKED Jc sat
on the bed, with head bowed, and trembling body. His head shot up as the two men entered and his eyes
grew large in his face. He opened his mouth as if to
speak but no words came forth. He just gasped like a
fish out of water and looked to Lance plainitively. Lance motioned again to Justin this time to have a
seat. Which he did gratefully, still tripping out over
naked Jc. Lance started to pace the room, gathering
his thoughts before he spoke. ' Jc and I have an....arrangement. He has been losing
his disipline and focus lately about getting his cd
done. He needed help. He was becoming very distracted
by something...someone...lately and I have been
helping him get his act together' Justin was puzzled. ' Helping him how? Like writing
with him and making sure he got to the studio on time
and stuff?' Lance's deep laugh filled the room.' No..not quite. My
help was more on a ....personal level. Jc ..well Jc
tends to forget himself sometimes. And when that
happens he needs to be punished for it. That's where I
come in.' Justin took this is slowly....'
Uhhh....punished....like....punished how?' Lance's tone was calm and easy. ' Depends upon the
infraction. Spankings, whippings, bondage, whatever it
takes for Jc to realise he's been bad and made a
mistake.' Now it was Justin's turn to stare openmouthed. Looking
from Lance to Jc and back again. ' You spank him? Tie
him up? Oh fucking man. That's like....whoa' Another bout of laughter from Lance. ' Yeah it is
whoa. It's not sexual. That's not what it's about.
It's about keeping Jc's mind and attention focused
where it should be so he finishes what he needs to.' Justin had another thought. " Uh...why am I here
then?' He had visions of Lance asking him to tie a
sailors knot around Jc's slender wrists. He told
himself that the sudden rush of emotions were fear and
not arrousal at that thought. Lance grimaced and looked at Jc. ' Despite my very
best efforts..Jc has managed to remain distracted and
uncooperative. He is behind schedule on his studio
time and he even blew off a session with Dallas today' Justin was shocked. ' Jc ' just have my mail forwarded
to the studio ' Chasez blew off a session with
Dallas?! Sweet fancy fuck. Whatever was distracting Jc
must be huge! Lance was still frowning. " Yes. And I decided that a
harsher punishment was needed this time. Something
that would really get through to Jc. Something he
would remember.' Both men looked to the irresponsible hooligan still
sitting on the bed. He gave Lance a pleading look only
to be met with a firm shake of the head. His bottom
lip shook and he paled all over. Lance spoke again ' The reason that you are here
Justin is because it's you ,that Jc is distracted
with. His mind is so full of you that he can't seem to
concentrate on anything else. Due to that, I've
decided that you need to witness what I'm making Jc
do, as to make the punishment all that more
effective.' Justin raised a hand. ' Uh dude..hold up. I
mean...whatever works for y'all, that's great. But I
don't think I can sit here and watch you..uh...spank
Jc. And what do you mean it's ME he's distracted
with?" ' I'm not going to spank Jc. That isn't working. What
we are going to do is sit here and watch Jc reinact
the little scene I found when I came over to find out
why he wasn't at the studio.All your questions will be
answered then, Justin' Jc spoke for the first time. ' No Lance please....I..I
won't do it again...' Lance cut him off harshly...' That's what you always
say. And yet you never follow through. I'm sorry, but
this is the only way. Now begin' Jc's shoulders slumped as he admitted defeat. A small
sniffle escaped as he moved towards the headboard of
the bed. Justin's eyes almost popped out of his head.
He didn't know how in the hell he had missed the
rather large dildo that was mounted on the base on the
headboard. ' Uhh..guys?" Lance just shook his head, this time at Justin.
"Jc....I mean it....begin now' Jc backed up slowly and kept his head lowered. He
pressed the lushness of his ass against the phallus
and hesitated briefy. Hearing Lance's snort of
annoyance, he reached back and gently spread his ass
cheeks, before placing the head of the rubber cock
against his small opening. "Joshua....'..Lance's voice held dire warning. One more small sniffle and Jc spread his thighs and
slid length deep inside his body. Despite his
humiliation, he moaned softly as his ass was filled to
capacity. Justin almost matched that moan, but bit his lip to
keep it contained. His dick roared to life, watching
Jc's tiny frame give so willingly and take that dick
to the hilt. Lance drummed his fingers against his leg,
impatiently. He seemed to be waiting on something. "
Jc....do it. Show us the rest. Show us what you were
doing when I walked in. Show Justin why you are so
fucking distracted with him' Jc's voice was soft as he said something under his
breath. ' What was that Jc? We couldn't hear you. JUSTIN
couldn't hear you. Louder' Justin sat forward, waiting to hear what Jc would say. ' Fuck me Justin...' Justin just stared. Fuck him? Like...literally?..Now?
He was supposed to fuck Jc? Lance sensed Justin's confusion. " Keep going Jc. Do
it EXACTLY like you were before. Talk like you were
before' Jc seemed to realise he couldn't escape this. All he
could do was finish it and hope to God that Justin
didn't hate him afterwards. He closed his eyes and
started moving his hips. Riding the large cock buried
deep in him. He put a picture in his mind. The same one he was
obsessed with and he began to speak. ' Ah yes, Justin. Like that. Fuck me with that big
dick of yours. Harder, baby. You know I like it when
you do that' his voice wavered as he got caught up in
his fantasy. ' I won't touch myself. I know you like me to cum just
from you fucking me alone. Oh Justin, do you know how
bad I need this? How much I want it? All I can think
about is your big juicy cock, slamming deep inside my
tight asshole. Pounding me so hard, I won't be able to
walk tomorrow. Just fucking me hard and nasty. ' Jc's
movements quickened as he lost himself inside his
head. He rammed himself up and down, squeezing his
muscles, gathering that dick inside even tighter. Justin wasn't even aware as his hand lowered itself to
his crotch. He unzipped quickly and pulled his aching
member free. It throbbed with need. He started
stroking himself, watching Jc fuck that cock. His
cock. Jc wanted it to be his cock sliding in and out
of his body. Jc was getting close. He had almost climaxed before,
when Lance interupted him. He needed release badly.
His eyes opened and fastened on Justin's. " Fuck me
Justin. oh baby, please don't stop. You're gonna make
me cum. ' Justin stared back, his fist moving in
precision with Jc's thrusts. He was fucking his boy.He
wanted Jc to feel it. He mouthed along with Jc,
repeating everything he said. He pumped harder,
watching as Jc's body tensed up and a scream escaped
as he shot his load all over the comforter. Justin's own jism spurted all over his hand as his
orgasm hit him. He never lost eye contact with Jc as
both men came harder than they ever had in their
lives. Lance stood up, unaware that Justin had ejaculated as
well. ' Jc, did you learn your lesson? Will you be
more focused now?' He seemed sure that the matter was
resolved. Until he was almost knocked over by Justin rushing to
pounce on the bed, before taking Jc's cum slicked dick
in his mouth, with the dildo still lodged firmly in
his ass. He stopped for a moment and looked at Lance.
' Uh thanks Buddy, but I think I can take it from
here. I think I have my own way of making sure Jc
won't be disctracted anymore.' As Lance huffily left the room, the last thing he
heard was Josh's breathy plea's ' Oh yes Justin I have
been bad. You need to punish me' The end