"So guys, how's the girlfriend situation going? Joey, I hear you and Kelly
have decided to make it official." The crowd clapped
and screamed with approval. Joey
blushed and nodded to Carson Daly, the host of MTV's TRL, which the guys were
appearing on for the release of their new video.
"Yeah, we've been together forever, despite all the rumors of me dating
Chyna..." Everyone laughed and Joey shook his head. "I asked her to
marry me." Lance patted Joey
and the back and Chris howled with excitement, pumping a fist in the air.
"That's great, man," Carson relpied. "Well, we're running short on time here, so let's get
straight to the video. Here it is,
folks, the world premiere of *NSYNC's new video, 'This I Promise You.'"
"Whenever I hear this song I think of you," Justin whispered in JC's
ear. A smile spread across JC's
face.
"I know, J." The two had
been "fooling around," as Justin called it, since the first night at
JC's house three months ago. They
hadn't told they guys; it was easier that way. But
Justin was getting restless. He
wanted more from JC than JC wanted to give. JC had never actually told Justin
that, but Justin knew it anyway.
Over the past three months, Justin had realized that this small, insignificant
feeling he had for JC was more than just a small, insignificant feeling. In
fact, it was more than just a feeling...he was in love.
He'd thought about telling JC, thought about looking in those deep blue eyes and
saying, "Josh, you are my best friend, my lover, my everything. I am
completely in love with you." But
he was scared to death of what JC's reaction would be, so he settled for "fooling
around" in secret.
"I'd like to thank my guests, *NSYNC, for being with us today. The video
looks great, guys. Thanks for
tuning in to TRL, we'll see ya tomorrow!"
The guys filed out of the studio and headed back to the hotel, where Chris and
Joey decided to take a nap, and Lance went to his room to work on some business
for Free Lance.
Justin unlocked the door to their room, and before Justin knew what was
happening, JC was ravaging him. He
pushed him up against the wall, hands pinned above his head, kissing his neck
hungrily.
"God, Justin," JC growled. "It was all I could do to keep from
kissing you on TRL today..."
Justin's mouth found JC's and they kissed passionately. Justin
felt the budding erection in JC's pants and nipped at his neck playfully before
pulling away and strolling over to the couch.
"Justin!" JC whined.
"I'm not really in the mood, Jace," Justin said, yawning. "I'm
kinda worn out."
JC looked at Justin, a pout on his lips. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to play with myself then,"
JC sighed, a devilish grin appearing on his face.
Justin's eyes widened as he watched JC lean up against the wall and strip down
to his boxers, pulling out his own
erection and stroking it slowly. Justin
heard JC moan softly as his hand moved faster. He
slid down the wall and on to the floor, eyes rolled back in his head as his cock
got harder.
"Josh, if you're doing this so that you can get me to join you over
there..."
JC smiled a little, still pumping his erection in his hand.
"It's working!" Justin
peeled his shirt off, jumping off the couch to straddle JC. "Let me help you with that," Justin whispered,
removing JC's hand and replacing it with his own.
"Fuck, Justin", JC purred. "You know just how I like it." JC
kissed Justin forcefully, rolling over on top of him to remove his lover's
pants. Justin groaned as he felt
JC's cock rub against his own.
"Josh..." Justin whispered through rough kisses.
"Yeah, J?"
Justin pulled away from the kiss gently and placed a hand on JC's cheek.
"I love you."
JC laughed a litte. "I love
you too, man. You know that. I love
all you guys." He leaned down
to kiss Justin again, but Justin pulled back.
"No, Josh. That's not what I
mean." Suddenly Jusitn looked
scared, and JC wondered what was going through his head.
"What do you mean then, Justin?"
"I mean I love you. Not like a
friend, not like a brother." Justin
paused, and in a shaky voice said, "I'm in love with you."
JC pulled away from him and stood up. Justin
tried to read the expression on his face, but JC wouldn't let him get a good
enough look. Justin stood up and
put his hands on JC's shoulders.
JC punched him in the face.
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Justin heard the door open and rolled over to see if it was JC.
"Yo, J, you comin out with us tonight?" he heard Joey yell.
"Don't think so," Justin called back, trying to cover the
disappointment in his voice. He'd hoped it was JC coming in the room, not Joey.
"Why not ma--" A shocked look appeared on Joey's face. "What the
hell happened to your eye!" He
reached out to touch Justin's face, but Justin pulled away.
"It's nothing, JC and I were playing around and things got a little out of
hand, no big deal, "Justin lied, rolling over on his side in hopes that
Joey would leave him alone. "It's just a little red, it'll be fine." Luckily,
JC hadn't bruised Justin's face. It
was just a little red and puffy.
"What did he do, haul off and clock you?"
Justin let out a phony laugh. "Yeah, something like that. He didn't mean
it." He could only hope that
that were true.
"OK man, well we're going to the club tonight, you sure you don't want to
come?"
"No, I'm just gonna stay here and chill," Justin said, smiling at
Joey. "Plus I don't want to go
out in public looking like I just got in a fight."
Joey laughed and patted Justin's knee. "All right man, see ya later."
"Ok. Hey, Joe?" Justin called out just as Joey turned the door knob.
"Yeah, Justin?"
"Is C going with you?"
"Yeah, he's in our room right now getting ready. Why?"
"I was just wondering. Have fun." Joey left just before Justin burst into tears and buried
himself under the covers.