Part Two warning- rated R If you don't want to read about JC and Joey's gay adventure, you might want to skip the very first part of this section.

In the back of the bus, Joey and JC were frantically undressing each other. Clothes were scattered all over the room. Boxers on the TV, pants on the couch, the shirts were lost on the way there.

"God, Josh, you look so good. Damn your built." Joey told his lover. "You aren’t too bad yourself" JC smiled and kissed him.

They were kissing and letting their hands explore one another’s bodies. Joey sat on the couch, JC sat on top of him.

"baby, I want you in me" JC whispered. "Oh God, I would love that, but are you sure? I don’t want to push you. I’ve never been with another man before." "I know, and Joey, I’m sure. It feels so right to be here with you… Now fuck me!" "Hold on a second, I’ll go get the lube."

Joey left for a second to grab a small tube. He rubbed it on himself.

"Wait Joey, I’ll do that for you." JC said, slowly rubbing Joey with both of his hands. "JC, I’d think you would have always been with men. You’re so much better than all the women I’ve been with." JC rubbed harder "OH! Just like that baby!"

Joey knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. Just knowing JC’s beautiful hands were caressing him; rubbing him… giving him the best hand job he’d ever had. He almost pounced on him, deep throating him hard. Joey’s hungry kisses led to him sliding his slicked hands down JC’s defined abs. He stroked JC until he could tell he was almost ready to come. Then they both knew what was going to happen, and they were both ready and waiting…

I opened my eyes with terror. I couldn’t even scream about the images I had just seen. After all I just had the worst dream of my life. I thanked God when I heard Rick tell us it was time to get up. I left quickly avoiding contact with any of the other guys. I really didn’t want to talk to anyone. I ran into the hotel we would be staying at. I ran to my room and took a shower, trying so hard to forget the images. But, unfortunately, they were etched in my mind.

I got out of the shower, dried off, got dressed and decided to go out somewhere for a little. I slipped on a hat and sunglasses, grabbed Lonnie and left to go to the mall. I got to talk to a few fans, buy some clothes, and forget about the guys for almost two hours. I knew that I would have to go back. I procrastinated as long as I could.

I rode back to the venue in silence. I had soundcheck, then a few hours backstage, then a concert. I’d figured out that I could avoid them during the backstage time by making some business calls. We had our soundcheck, and I swear Joey and JC kept slapping each others asses.

When I got backstage, I told the guys I had to do some work for FreeLance and retreated to a back room. I heard a knock on the door and Justin walked in. He saw that I wasn’t on the phone.

"Lance, I wanted to talk to you" "Yeah" "You’re not acting like yourself. I mean for godsake, every time JC or Joey was behind you, you could never do the choreography. You were too busy looking over your shoulder, like you were scared they would try to rape you or something." "It wasn’t like that Justin." "Damnit! Cut the crap Lance, I’ve known you almost all my life, I know when you’re fucking lying, ok!?" He yelled at me. "Nothing is wrong! Why won’t everyone believe me and leave me the fuck alone!" I yelled back. "Because we used to be your best friends. Now you avoid us at all costs! Don’t think I’m stupid! Just tell me what’s going on." "Justin, I can’t! Number one, it’s stupid, number two, it’s nothing important." "When you won’t even tell me, yes it is important."

I sat down. Justin had a point, but I still wasn’t going to tell him. I needed a story and fast.

"It’s with FreeLance, money issues and contract disagreements." I mumbled. "Oh, why didn’t you say that to begin with?" he asked with suspicion, "I guess, I’ll let you make your calls"

And with that Justin walked out. I breathed a sigh of relief and went back to my pressing engagement of sitting around on my ass. The two hours passed way too fast and I had to get ready.

The concert went alright, I tried to forget that JC and Joey were there. After the concert we all went back to the hotel. We all went into one room for a quick meeting with Rick.

When he left, it was just us guys. I looked at JC, and I swore he was holding Joey’s hand.

"What are you staring at?" JC asked "Nothing," "Lance are you awake, man?" Joey asked me. "No, I’m stuck in a bad dream, ok? It’s just a bad dream." "What is?" Justin asked. "JC and Joey being gay." I replied.

Everyone stared blankly at me.

"Lance, are you ok?" Chris whispered. "Yeah, I just though, dreamt that JC and Joey were gay and they did it at the back of the bus…"

JC and Joey looked at each other.

"We were drunk…" they said in unison. The End

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