“Lance” Lance was entranced watching JC drink a bottle of water, the way a single drop slid down his jaw and made Lance ache just to lick it off, the way his Adams apple bobbed with each strong, deep pull on the water, that seriously made Lance dizzy. “Lance!” Justin started to get frustrated at the lack of attention. He waved his hand in front of Lance’s face, which seemed to break the spell. “Lance, am I attractive?” Lance sighed exaggeratedly and reluctantly turned away from JC who was totally oblivious to his friends attentions. “You know you are, thousands of screaming girls tell you every night that you are” “I know but Lance do YOU think I’m attractive?” “What do you mean, do I want to jump you? No sorry” “What’s so special about JC?” “Justin you know the answer to that and don’t pretend that you don’t. He’s got us all going nuts for him and he doesn’t even know it, even Chris and Joey and they are totally straight. It’s completely amazing, I constantly want to touch him and I know you do too” Justin couldn’t even lie, he did want to touch JC, sometimes it took all his strength not to but he didn’t have to be happy about the situation. “Do you think it’s the hair?” “Justin I don’t know. If I knew maybe I could work out a way to stop it because it’s seriously messing with my mental well being” JC strolled through the lounge, looking like a big cat stalking its prey. The kind where you want to shout out ‘run!’ to the prey animals but they just stand there frozen to the spot, hypnotized by the pure power. At rehearsal the next day things went from mildly intolerable to excruciatingly painful. If there’s one thing that made everybody ache for JC it was his dancing. He was on fire, his timing perfect and as he got hotter, he started peeling off the layers until he was completely shirtless. The other guys found at their cost that it’s hard to dance when all the blood in your body is pooled at your groin. Wade was truly on form, screaming at them every two minutes in between surreptitious glances at JC. When they had been given a much needed five minute break Chris walked over to JC. “Hey C when did you get the tat man? Everybody looked to see what Chris was talking about and saw a dragon curling its way over JC’s shoulder. It was jet black and the eyes pulled you in, it was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen. “A couple of weeks ago, do you like it?” Chris ran his fingers over the design and visibly shivered. “It’s absolutely stunning” “Really? You guys all like it?” There was nodding of heads and an uncomfortable silence until Wade started the rehearsal again. Later that evening they were all in Chris’ room watching a movie. As usual there was the fight for the right to sit next to JC, without making it obvious that they were doing so. Justin won this time; they were squeezed into a single, albeit hugely comfortable chair. They were forced to sit so close that their bodies were pressed together at every point. Justin’s breath was coming in shallow pants and he was desperate for JC not to notice. JC slowly stroked his arm, not helping at all with the breathing situation; he rested his head on Justin’s shoulder and rested his arm across Justin’s stomach. Justin stayed, frozen to the spot, and then he felt JC’s long slim fingers start to stroke his stomach. The others were all watching the movie seemingly engrossed in the plot. He almost gasped as JC slipped underneath his shirt to caress his bare stomach. JC turned his head and nibbled on Justin’s ear, sucking on the lobe, he moved his mouth down and licked a path along Justin’s jaw, then he began licking and sucking at Justin’s neck. Justin was extremely hard and fighting to stay silent. He turned his head and JC caught his lips in a hot, dirty kiss that set all of Justin’s nerves on end and the fact that all the guys were in the room, no more than a few feet away made it all the more delicious. But when JC grabbed his cock he couldn’t stay silent any more. “You alright Justin?” Justin faked coughing to cover his moan. “Yeah just choking on thin air” JC leant in and whispered hotly into his ear “Want something real to choke on?” JC’s eyes sparkled and Justin wanted nothing more than to rip his clothes off and fuck him there, in front of the group if necessary. “I’m going to bed y’all” “Night Justin” “Yeah night Justin, sweet dreams” JC winked at him lasciviously but stayed exactly where he was. Lance leapt up and claimed Justin’s seat. Justin groaned in his head and flopped into his bed. His hand snaked it’s way down his front, as he reached for his cock he thought of the way JC’s tongue had felt on his neck and in a ridiculously short amount of time he came all over the sheets.
Nobody remembers the exact moment when JC went from becoming a good looking guy if a little nerdy, to a sex siren you’d do ANYTHING for if he’d just look your way once. It must have been a gradual process, they were all immune to the pout that graced Justin’s handsome face and made a thousand girls swoon. It just didn’t work on them but it seemed that JC’s powers affected everyone much to the annoyance of the youngest band member.