JC flipped the pillow under his head over, trying to find cool spot. He punched the thin, feather pillow, cursing under is breath and trying again to fall asleep. Two minutes later, he flipped his whole body over, cursing again, but this time at the small, knobby and shabby bed in the equally small and shabby German hotel. He tried again to fall asleep, then sighed, knowing it wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. He sat up, the sheet slipping to his waist as he reached over for a tissue. Damn cold. Damn Germany. Damn. Damn. Damn. It sucked that not only was he thousands of mile from home, but that he was sick and he’d been abandoned by his friends. JC sighed, realizing that last thought wasn’t really true. He’d talked the other members of *Nsync to go out without him. No sense in them all being miserable. JC blew his nose again, tossing the used tissue into the trash can and reaching for the television remote. He flipped the channels quickly, hoping to find something to watch until he felt tired enough to try to sleep again. Nothing…German news…talk shows…movies…porn…infomertials… Wait. Back up. Porn? JC worked the remote backwards, sitting up more as the show came into focus. It was porn. But not only was it porn…it was gay porn. And not only was it gay porn, but it was gay porn in English! JC’s eyes widened at the sight of the two men on the small screen. One, with short brown hair, was tied to a bed with scarves. He looks like me…JC thought. He swallowed as the sight of a man’s ass came into view. A knee knelt on the bed near the tied-up man, and he came into view. JC groaned at the sight of the other man. He was young. Very young. And blonde. Very blonde. And oh, God, if JC squinted his eyes…he looked remarkably like Justin. JC felt a stirring in his groin at the sight of the two men. Porn JC struggled against the bonds, but Porn Justin just pushed gently at his chest. “Shhh…you’ll like this…” Porn Justin said, draping another scarf seductively against Porn JC's chest. “Just relax…don’t speak…and, don’t watch JC groaned as Porn Justin tied the third scarf around the man’s eyes. His own hand moved under the sheet, finding his cock hardening. He peered at the clock. 12:34. It was still early, too early for the others to come back. With that, JC leaned back, pushed the sheet all the way off of him, and decided to enjoy the sight of Porn Justin touching Porn JC. Porn Justin was speaking in a soft, seductive voice. “Because you can’t see what I’m doing…I’m going to tell you each and every step.” Porn Justin laid a finger on Porn JC’s mouth. “But you can’t speak until I say…alright?” Porn JC nodded. JC’s eyes fluttered shut as his hand stroked his erection and his own head nodded as well. “Right now…I’m touching your hot, hard cock…you feel that, right?” JC’s fingers stroked softly on his cock…feeling not his own finger, but feeling..in his mind…Justin’s…the hand’s he wasn’t allowed to feel… “Oh, my, you’re hot…you’re hard…and you’re so strong…” JC hand pulled at his cock, stroking it’s length as his breathing speeded up. “And here…on the head…can you feel me here?” JC scraped his own nails against the super sensitive head, mouth opening as the sensations surged through him.” “Such a pretty head…let me lick it…” JC licked his own fingers and pulled them down to his cock…spreading the wet across to join the seeping pre-cum that was appearing. “Oh..yes…very tasty indeed. How about down here? Are you sensitive down on your balls, too?” JC held his cock with one hand and slipped the other lower, grasping his balls and groaning at the sensation. “Oh, you like that, don’t you…let me tug on them again…” JC tugged his balls, rubbing their scratchy softness in both hands now, writhing on the bed. “You like that a lot, don’t you? I’ll do it longer then…” JC spread his leg apart, reaching again for his sac, shifting his hips as he pulled with almost painful pleasure at the sensitive balls. He felt his climax building and held on…calming his racing blood, not wanting this feeling to end too fast. “Oh, my…you’re just about there, aren’t you?” JC nodded, mewling as his hands started again. He fisted his cock, rubbing up and down the organ in fast strokes as his other hand continued to pull on his balls. “Then it’s time, don’t you think?” JC groaned audibly, thankful that Porn Justin was going to give him release. “But when you come…you’d better scream my name…you got that?” JC nodded, his hands moving faster and faster and harder and harder and oh god oh god oh god oh god…. “JUSTIN!” he screamed as his orgasm erupted from him, splashing come all over his chest. He collapsed against the pillows, his eyes opening and… Oh God. JC closed his eyes and held his breath. He felt his heart race even faster as he prayed…opening his eyes again… “You fucker!” Justin said, coming into the hotel room the entire way and shutting the door. “You fucker…you lied to me.” “Justin…” “Don’t.” Justin ordered, coming over to the bed. “Don’t. Say. A. Word.” he ordered, sitting next to JC. JC blinked as Justin sat down. His chest was covered with come, his now limpid cock was open to the air, and Justin…Justin was here. Justin had…heard. “You lied to me, didn’t you?” Justin’s voice was calm, controlled. “You lied when you told me you didn’t want me.” JC swallowed and nodded, unable to find his voice. “It hurt, you know,” Justin said, lifting a hand and placing it on JC’s chest. “It hurt. A lot.” “I’m sorry,” JC said, his voice a whisper. Justin’s eyes pierced JC’s, their blue a cold flame. “Are you?” he asked. Justin ran a finger through the rapidly drying come on JC’s chest. They trailed down to JC’s groin, floating along JC’s soft but super-sensitive cock. Justin smiled at JC’s reaction. “You don’t look sorry.” JC sucked in a breath as Justin’s hands grew bolder. “Justin…” “You don’t feel sorry,” Justin continued, ignoring JC’s words and stroking JC harder. “Justin…” “Are you sorry?” Justin asked, leaning closer to JC. “Or are you in love with me?” Their eyes locked. JC saw the fear hiding behind Justin’s brave talk and realized the façade was over. “I’m in love with you,” JC said simply. Justin blinked, clearly not expecting that. He swallowed, kissed JC hard, then jumped into bed next to JC. “Good,” he said, picking up the remote. “Let’s see what else is on,” he said, settling next to JC and pulling him close. JC smiled.