The guys of *NSYNC have stopped at a posh hotel during their NSA tour. Luckily they were performing multiple shows in that city so the guys got to enjoy a nonvibrating bed for the next couple of nights.
"Don't act like you don't like it Kirkpatrick. I still think you have a little sugar in your tank. You're just jealous that I have a healthy sex life and you don't," Justin bragged to the shorter man.
"If I could reach that fucking fluff moppet you call your hair…" Chris grumbled outside his room door. The other two band members had already retired for the night.
"But you can't. Not even if you ate all the spinach and drank all the milk in the world, you ain't gonna grow, Smidget McGee." Justin winked and laughed as he tried to open JC's room door with his card key. Justin called Chris by the hated nickname that he and his love came up with one lovely drunken night. They had decided that Chris was a leprechaun and needed a leprechaun name, so Smidget McGee it was.
"You fuck! You fucker shit!" Chris mentally shook his head at himself for such a lame comeback.
Justin arched an eyebrow. "Hmm. Fucker shit? Is that the best you can come up with, Smidget? Sure you want to stick with that one?"
Chris would love nothing better than to drag the nineteen year old by his curly hair up and down the hallway. But he was too tired after their exhausting show and there was JC to consider. A volatile JC was not a good thing, especially if one harmed a hair on Justin's head. Well the same went with Justin. On a whole, those two were scary when pissed.
"Yeah that's what I figured." Justin winked evilly and then walked through the door but he didn't open it with the card properly so he was met with a face full of door.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!" Chris cackled and leaned against his own closed door for upport. "Serves your ass right! Swipe the card down, Dummy!"
Justin scowled and quickly swiped the card through the card slot. He slammed the door behind him just as fast he came in. "Baby!" Justin called angrily for his lover.
"Don't fucking call me like that if I didn't do anything!" Josh yelled back from the bedroom. He would gladly argue with his boyfriend, if the younger man were itching for it.
Justin walked through the sitting room and made his way to the bedroom where JC was poised on the edge. Justin couldn't help but smile from smelling the clean scent of his lover. "I'm sorry Josh. Chris just pissed me off and I didn't mean to take it out on you."
"That's fine. C'mere." JC held his arms open and Justin happily tackled his man. JC gasped, not prepared for a full Justin body hug. Justin pressed his face in Josh's neck. His smelled like apple blossoms.
"Yes, yes. I love you too Justin. Please ease up off my ribs." JC struggled for air.
Justin rolled off his boy. "Sorry." He lay next to his love and smiled.
"Now what did McGee do to piss you off this time?"
"He told us not to have sex because his bedroom was next yours. He doesn't want to hear and I quote 'the sounds of our gay sex love' end quote." Justin rolled his eyes and played with Josh's lower lip.
"Gay sex love? Being articulate isn't his strong point." Josh bit Justin's finger and held onto it.
"We should have loud sex just to spite his ass." Justin yawned.
"Oh yeah, we are really bursting with energy here," JC said sarcastically. The two weren't exactly feeling horny. "Having sex just so Chris can hear, a definite turn on," JC rolled his eyes.
"We should." Justin said.
"Are you serious?" Josh asked looking every bit of incredulous.
"Yes. Well not real sex. But we should pretend that we are."
"And be really loud." Josh smiled wickedly.
"And that's why we are together." Justin reached over and kissed his lover's full lips. "I'll bang the bed against the wall. Make the headboard really sing."
"I'll jump on the bed and scream." The two beamed from discussing their plot.
"Me too. I wanna say bad porno lines!" Justin was very enthused.
"That would probably make Chris crawl in a corner and hide." JC pretended to mull over it. "Definitely should do it."
Justin stood up on the floor and his boyfriend stood on the king sized bed. Justin winked at his love, "Uh Josh take me you man beast you!" Justin screamed to the wall, where he was sure Chris was. Chris's bed was on the wall opposite where JC's was.
"I'll take you! I'll own your fuck tunnel! I'll make it mine!" JC yelled and winked back at the laughing Justin. Josh jumped hard on the bed making the headboard slap against the wall. JC looked quickly at Justin in surprise from the intensity.
"You're going to pack my fudge?" Justin yelled.
"That was terrible." JC whispered and chuckled. "I got a nine incher begging to rip you a new asshole!" JC sighed and gasped loudly. He was really getting into it.
"Aww baby! Give me that hot cock! I'm gonna suck that bad boy!" Justin growled.
"Suck me like a Hoover!" JC leaned against the wall and groaned.
"Ugh vroom, vroom!" Justin bellowed and then made loud slopping sounds. He held a hand over his mouth to cover his giggles.
"Is my love cream tasty? Ah! Suck me in! I want you to suck me till your jaw breaks!" JC screamed as he turned away from the wall. Chris didn't yell at them yet. "You love choking on my man vine? Does your mouth love making the climb down? Keep playing with me and I'll choke you with my jet juice! Ugh! Ugh!"
Justin couldn't help himself. He yelled like Tarzan and made a jungle call. "Aw ah ah oh oh oh ah!"
Josh bit his lip to stop his laughing. "Ugh my George of the Jungle! You like swinging your mouth on my vine?" He leaned down to laugh silently.
Justin pushed the bed from the bottom towards the wall. The headboard banged once again. Josh nearly toppled onto his knees from the force. "George of the Jungle, eh?" He whispered.
"Shiiiiiiiiit!" JC yelled from the pit of his stomach, shaking Justin to the core. "I'm going to cum, jungle boy! You want some man lava? Want Mt. Cock to erupt down your throat? Huh you thirsty?"
Justin smiled a heavily lidded smile. "No Cock Jockey! I want to ride your wild stallion dick!"
"Well giddy up! I'm going to ram your love chute good!"
"Ugh! Plug my tight socket! Aw yeah!"
"You want my wiener in your buns?!"
"I need your giant hot dog!"
"I'm going to fill your fuck slot with my mighty sausage!" JC began to jump up and down on the mattress. The headboard was slapping against the wall.
"Oh yes! YES! Drill my manhole!" Justin pushed against the edge of the bed, making the impact twice as hard on the wall.
JC jumped up and down on the bed. "Ugh! I've got my jackhammer! You ride my…ugh, jackhammer!"
Justin made loud, crass drilling sounds. "You naughty! Oh! You naughty construction man!"
"I'm gonna be…I'm gonna. I'm…oh you're so tight! I'm gonna be balls deep in that ass cavern!"
"Ugh! Ah! OH! OH! YES FUCK ME!!" Justin screeched and then pushed the bed even faster.
JC had to hold onto the headboard because Justin speeded up the pace and he needed to brace himself.
"OOH! You like my man marbles slapping against your ass?! SHIT! UGH!"
"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna shoot my liquid love all over you!"
JC let go of the board as he jumped and he nearly hit the ceiling from jumping so high. "OH Baby! Quench my fire!"
Justin pushed. "Pound that thick train in my tunnel!"
"I'm giving you my train!" JC jumped.
Justin's voice got nasal and high pitched as he screamed. "Ugh! Choo! Choo! Chuga Choo!"
"Ugh! Shoot me with your man juice from your geyser! Oh YEAH!"
"OH GOD! OH JC! OH! OH! OH! OOOOOOOOOOOH!" Justin bellowed as he pretended to come. He pushed the bed at an intense pace.
"Ugh here it comes! A HOT PINT OF MAN MILK!! FUCK! UGH!" JC shook the headboard ferociously.
The two burst out in a fit of laughter. They threw their faces into the mattress to drown out the sound. After five minutes, they seemed to calm down somewhat.
"Let's do it again." JC smiled.
Justin smiled quickly. "I love you." The two switched positions and started all over again.
And again.
And again.
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"I hate having to get up so early." Justin pouted as he leaned against the wall. He held onto JC and snuggled his face into the older man's neck.
"It's eleven in the morning, Justin. It's a damn gift. Stop complaining." He pushed his lover out of the door and followed behind him.
The door adjacent to theirs had closed. The two turned their heads and watched their best friend and bandmate jump from seeing them.
"You two are sick! Fucking sick! Having sex so wild and, and, and…YOU FUCKING WEIRDOES!"
"Chris, what are you talking about?" JC smirked.
"I know you two had gay sex all night long and then I hid in my bathroom and I still could hear you!" So that explained the bags under the man's eyes. "I played music on my headphones and I still heard you perverts drilling each other!" He babbled madly and then ran down the hall. "No more sausages! No more vacuums!" The little man yelled as he ran to the elevator doors. Trying to get far away from the couple.
"We should do that again tonight." Justin and JC said in unison.
The End