Justin sighed as he sank back into the couch, propping his foot up on the table in front of him. His mom wasn’t far behind, making sure he was following directions. Ever since he had arrived two days ago, she had been practically following behind him, making sure he wasn’t putting much pressure on his foot, making sure he was using the crutches if he was going farther than simply across the room, making sure his leg was propped up whenever he sat down.
She had just caught him walking through the kitchen, all the way from his childhood bedroom, without his crutches, and had ushered him into the living room to sit down. Grabbing a pillow from the opposite end of the couch, she gently lifted his foot and placed the pillow under it, fluffing it lightly before letting his foot settle back on top of it.
“Mom, it’s broken, not chopped off. I can still walk,” Justin complained, trying to stop his mom from fluffing the pillow behind his back as well.
“Nonsense. You heard what the doctor told you. If you want to be able to perform again, you better stay off of it.” Lynn said, finally satisfied with the fluffiness of the pillows supporting her son’s weight. Justin groaned.
“Momma! I’m not dying. I’m still perfectly capable of moving around, getting things for myself. And he said if I want to perform at the Billboards I have to stay off it, not if I want to perform ever again.” Lynn started to speak, but Justin cut her off. “And I have been staying off of it. I’ve done absolutely nothing strenuous. The farthest I’ve walked without crutches is down one flight of stairs.” Lynn sat down on the other end of the couch, facing Justin.
“Just sit still and stop whining. So you have to be inactive for a little while. You can deal with it.”
“You’re driving me insane. I should have just stayed with JC,” Justin mumbled under his breath. Unfortunately he wasn’t quiet enough.
“I heard that.” She slapped playfully at his arm, a smile reaching her face. “You can’t ask your friend to take care of you like that. He has his own life to live. He can’t just sit around looking after you. Besides, I know JC almost as well as you do, and he’d be acting the same way I am.” Justin smiled at his mother. She was completely right. JC was very protective over Justin, always had been, ever since the MMC days and the early days in Germany. If he was sick, JC was right by his side, getting him anything he needed. If he was hurt, JC did everything he could to make it better. If he was sad, JC would try his damnedest to make Justin smile again. It was just the way he had always been. Justin could only imagine what he would be like now that they were more than just friends. He was sure that protective streak would be ten times deeper. He smiled unconsciously at the thought of JC, of his lover. Lynn caught the secret smile on her son’s face as well.
“What are you smiling about?” Justin looked up, alarmed. He realized where his thoughts had traveled and knew the look that had to have come across his face. Well, he wanted to tell her anyway. Now was as good of a time as any.
“Mom, I have something to tell you. Something about me that’s pretty important.” Lynn let her eyes graze over her son’s face, a worried look on her own. Once she was sure it was nothing horrible, her face relaxed and she waited for Justin to speak again. “I’m in love, momma. With the absolute most wonderful person in the world.” He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his lips at the thought of JC. Lynn had her arms wrapped around him before he even had time to blink.
“Justin, that’s wonderful! Who’s the lucky lady? Anyone I know? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I didn’t even know you were dating anyone.”
“Calm down, mom.” Justin laughed and pulled away until he could see her face again. “We haven’t told anyone. You’re the first person to know besides us. But I know I’m in love. And yes, it’s someone you’re familiar with, someone you’ve know a long time actually.” Lynn waited, although Justin wasn’t sure it was very patiently, for him to finally say who it was. Taking a deep breath, he let his eyes meet hers. He saw nothing but love shining behind her eyes. The love only a mother can see a son with. He hoped the name he was about to say didn’t destroy that look. “It’s JC.” The shock was apparent the moment the name was out of his mouth.
“JC? Justin, I don’t understand. You’re gay?” She didn’t seem mad. Not even unhappy. Just shocked, and curious.
“No, not gay. I still find women attractive. I guess if you had to place a label on it, I’d be bi. But that’s not even completely accurate, because I’ve never found another man attractive. At least not in the sense that I want to be with them. It’s just JC. I don’t really understand where it came from either, but it’s there mom, for both of us. And we’re both so happy.” Lynn smiled and let her hand trail across Justin’s cheek.
“Baby, that’s all I want for you, is to be happy. And you know JC is like a son to me already. I just want him to be happy too. And if it’s each other that makes you both happy, then so be it. I’ll support you both one hundred percent.” Justin released a sigh of relief and pulled him mom to him, wrapping his arms tightly around her back.
“Thank you, mom. I’m so glad you’re ok with this.”
“You didn’t think I would be?”
“I guess I thought so, but I wasn’t really sure. I mean, it’s another guy that I fell in love with. And I’m ok with that, but I guess, as much as I hoped you would be, there was still doubt in my mind,” Justin admitted.
“Justin, the heart can’t tell the difference between a man or a woman. All it knows is how it feels. If what you feel for JC is real, then I am perfectly ok with that. And I’m sure it is real. I really don’t think either of you could be something not real with each other. You’ve been a huge part of each other’s lives for way too long to pretend.”
“He’s everything I’ve ever wanted or hoped to find, mom.”
“I know he is, Justin.” Justin looked at her, shocked. “Don’t look at me like that. I know you both so well. I know what you both want in the person you’re in a relationship with. And in your friendship, you both had that with each other. I just never suspected it’d become more than friendship.”
“Neither did I. And to think, it all started because of a movie.”
“A movie?” Justin nodded and started to explain to his mother how the two of them had ended up where they were at now.
*****
JC heard the phone ringing and quickly made his way inside to grab it on the third ring, mumbling a slightly out of breath hello while reminding himself that he needed to start working out again or something. Without the touring, he was getting a little out of shape.
“You ok, babe? You sound kinda out of breath.” Justin said, his voice muffled slightly though the phone. JC smiled.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I was outside and had to run in here to get to the phone. I guess I’m more out of shape then I should be.” Justin laughed lightly. “Anyway, how are you doing? How’s your mom? How’s the foot?”
“The foots still there, unfortunately. Sometimes I think it’d just be easier to chop the damn thing off and get a fake one that isn’t broken.” JC laughed lightly as Justin continued. “Mom’s good. She’s mad you didn’t come with me to visit her. And me, well, I miss you like crazy.” Justin sighed. “I’m such a sap. You’ve turned me into a sap, C.”
“You were a sap way before I even met you. And that’s saying something considering I’ve know you half your life. That was not my doing at all.”
“You should come out here,” Justin said, ignoring JC’s comment. “Mom misses you.”
“So you really miss me that much?” JC chuckled. It was cute that Justin was using his mother as an excuse, but JC saw right through it.
“If I admit how much I miss you will you come see me?” Justin asked. JC could hear the grin in his voice and knew he couldn’t deny this man anything. He could barely deny him anything before. And now that they were together, the willpower was completely gone.
“Maybe. Why don’t you try it and find out.”
“Don’t make me beg, Jace. You know I’ll do it. And it won’t be a pretty sight.”
“So you expect me to just cancel all the studio time I have planned to fly out there and play nurse?”
“Um, yes?” JC laughed.
“Done. I’ll call you with my fight information as soon as I get it.” JC smiled when he was met with a stunned silence on the other end of the line.
“I. Jace, what? I mean. I wasn’t really being serious.”
“I was. It’s not that big of a deal. It’s just one day I have to cancel. We were gonna take a break after that anyway because Dallas is heading home to visit his family. I’ll call you later with the info.”
“I love you, Josh.” JC could hear the raw emotion in Justin’s voice. “Oh, and just for the record, you’d be the sexiest nurse ever.” Before JC could make a comeback, Justin hung up, smiling to himself.
*****
JC stepped off the plane and headed up the terminal, pulling his phone from his pocket. He dialed Justin’s cell phone quickly. It rang twice before Justin picked up.
“I just got off the plane. You outside?”
“Yeah, I’m circling the pick-up area. I’ll be waiting out front when you get here.”
After hanging up, JC headed towards the baggage claim, grabbed his bag, and headed outside. He saw Justin’s car immediately and made his way toward it, throwing his bag in the back before climbing in the passenger seat. Justin met him with a bright smile.
“I really want to kiss you right now.”
“Me too,” JC agreed. “But considering how many people are around, that might not be the best idea. Some girls recognized me inside while I was waiting for my luggage, so who knows if they’re still watching.”
“Later, though. Definitely later.”
“Definitely.” JC reached over, letting his hand slide over the top of Justin’s resting on the counsel between the seats.
*****
“Joshua Chasez.” Lynn had stepped out onto the porch when Justin pulled the car in the driveway and now she stood, hands on her hips, as they climbed out of the car. His stomach dropped and his heart skipped a beat. Justin had said he told her about the two of them and even though Justin had reassured him she was fine with it, the look on her face said otherwise.
“Hi, Lynn.” He sighed deeply and Lynn began to laugh lightly.
“Honey, there is absolutely no need for that huge sigh. I was just going to yell at you for not coming to visit me sooner. And to tell you what a big baby your boyfriend is being with his broken foot.” JC laughed and relaxed as Justin made a slight noise of indignation at his mother’s comment.
“So Justin said he told you?”
“Yes, he told me.”
“And you’re ok with it?”
“Josh, if Justin makes you happy and you make him happy, then I’m completely ok with it. Besides, I love you like a son and trust Justin completely with you. You care too much for him to hurt him like he’s been hurt in the past. And I know you’ve been hurt in the past too, which is something he’d never do to you. You guys are good for each other. Now get up here and give me a hug.” JC smiled as he climbed the steps and engulfed Lynn in a tight hug.
“That’s ok, just leave the gimp down here to fend for himself. And oh yeah, I’ll get the luggage too,” Justin said, sarcasm dripping from his words.
“Thanks honey, you do that,” Lynn said as she ushered JC into the house. JC sent an apologetic look over his shoulder as Lynn all but dragged him inside and he could see Justin shaking his head, but was met with a smile.
*****
“You ready for this?” JC asked, rubbing his thumb over Justin’s hand.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Justin said, turning to look out the tinted window of the limo. The fans and press awaited them, lined up along the red carpet. Leaning in to press a soft kiss quickly to JC’s lips, he let his lips linger for a moment before pulling away, smiling broadly before letting go of JC’s hand and reaching for the door. “The Billboards. Our first award show date,” Justin mumbled as he pushed the door open. Loud screams and flashes met them as they climbed out of the limo and slipped into friend mode.
They posed for pictures, answered questions, and posed for more pictures as they made their way up the red carpet. Their arms were slung around each other for the pictures but there was nothing to indicate there was anything more than friendship going on between them. Justin limped along slowly, his soft cast hindering his movement and JC could tell the constant movement and lack of resting the foot were hurting him and he slowed down his own walk so Justin could walk at a more comfortable pace. Finally, after they completed the press line, they made their way inside and found their seats.
“Have I told you how fucking sexy you look tonight,” JC leaned over and whispered to Justin, just loud enough for him to hear. He heard Justin moan softly.
“Don’t do that to me here, Jace.” JC just smiled and leaned back in his chair.
Throughout the evening, JC teased Justin in any way that he could. Dirty, nasty words whispered in Justin’s ear, a slightly rub with his fingers as he shifted against Justin’s thigh, a knee pressed tightly up against him during most of the show. It was driving Justin insane. He kept throwing glares in JC’s direction, but JC’s eyes stayed riveted on the stage. But Justin knew he saw the glares out of his peripheral vision. JC smirked, fucking smirked, each and every time.
When JC lewdly licked his lips, making more of a show of it than necessary simply for Justin’s sake, Justin was about two seconds away from jumping JC in his seat and planting his mouth firmly against the thick, wet lips of his boyfriend. But a crew member stood at the end of the isle, quietly alerting Justin. It was time for him to go get ready to perform. He stood and JC shifted, making room for him to pass into the main isle. He was just about past when he felt a hand run quickly along his ass, making him jump. He turned around to glare at JC, who’s face was the picture of innocent, still staring at the stage.
“You’re an ass,” Justin whispered. JC’s smiling eyes met his for a moment. Justin could tell he was highly amused with the game he was playing and Justin could do nothing but smile back as JC winked at him and mouthed ‘later.’ It took all of Justin’s self control not to moan as his eyes snapped shut for a moment. Shaking his head to clear it, he turned from JC before the man had a chance to say or do anything else.
“Go shake that ass, J,” JC called quietly to him as he started to walk away. Bastard. His boyfriend was a bastard. And Justin was completely turned on. But Justin had a plan. And there was nothing JC could do to stop him. He was going to be the one on stage. He was the one with the upper hand now. He was going to shake his ass. Shake it for all it was worth. And maybe that, along with a few hip thrusts, maybe a crotch grab here or there, and a few well-timed winks, his revenge would be complete.
When he was introduced and the spotlight came up on him, he searched the audience, making sure he could still see JC through the stage lights. As the opening notes for “Cry Me A River” started, their gazes locked and he smiled. JC was staring at him, his attention placed fully on Justin and his performance. He saw the quick thumbs up and wink just as he started singing.
It started out slow, just him and a stool. His foot still wasn’t well enough to dance, so instead they had decided on a stool in the middle of the stage with the band behind him. And he was on, he knew it and he could see it in JC’s eyes.
Their eyes stayed locked for most of the performance. Justin played it for all it was worth. He licked his lips, winked more than once, and let his free hand travel up his thighs, just brushing his crotch. He could tell it was getting to JC when he saw him slouch down in his seat and subtly adjust himself, eyes never leaving Justin. Justin wanted to get up, move around the stage. He’d always been active on stage, it was just part of him. Even when they’d used stools during their tours, he had never stayed on his through an entire song. But now, with his damn foot, he couldn’t.
It was finally too much and during the beatbox, he stood, favoring his right foot by resting most of his weight on his left one. He caught JC’s eye again and saw the shocked expression on his face. This was not part of the show and JC knew that. He was supposed to stay on the stool for the whole performance. He winked and let his hands trail across his chest and down his stomach and over his hips. He saw JC shift again just as the song ended and he smirked, knowing JC knew he did it on purpose. Knowing JC saw the smirk as well.
When he finally made it back to his seat, it was JC’s turn to glare and all Justin could do was laugh as he sat back down.
“That was not fair, J.”
“You deserved it,” Justin said, leaning in to whisper to him. “You were killing me earlier and it was only right that I get you back.”
“Yes, but me saying nasty things in your ear doesn’t even come close to you feeling yourself up on stage,” JC argued, keeping his voice low.
“All for you, baby. All for you.” Justin grinned, leaning back in his seat and glancing toward JC. He could see the definitely bulge in his pants. “Now what were you saying about later?”
*****
It didn’t take them long after the show was over to finally leave the huge auditorium and find an elevator back up to their rooms. Since the show was at the MGM Grand in Vegas, that’s where they were staying. The limo dropping them off on the red carpet earlier was simply for the press. The elevator had other people in it and it was all they could do to keep their eyes off each other. Justin leaned his hand back against the brass railing where JC’s were resting and let his finger run along the smooth skin in a subtle motion for just a moment. He caught the smile from JC out of the corner of his eye.
Something had happened tonight and both of them could feel it. There had always been a playful demeanor between them. And since that first kiss so many months ago, there had been an underlying sexual tension. But this was different somehow. There had never been the blatantly sexual innuendos between them like what had been going on all night. And they both knew it, felt it. And it was driving both of them crazy.
They had separate rooms for appearances, but they both disappeared into Justin’s room. The click of the door behind them signifying that they were finally alone and Justin was on JC before JC had a chance to react. His lips attached to JC’s lips, his hands slid around the thin waist. He ground his hips into JC’s, bring their throbbing erections together.
“See what you’ve done to me all night.” He licked JC’s jaw, sweeping his tongue up to JC’s ear. “And I had to perform like this. I think you need to be punished.”
“Does this mean we get to play with handcuffs?” JC asked as Justin nibbled on his earlobe. Justin pulled back and looked at him, amusement shinning in his eyes.
“Damn. I don’t have any tonight. But Christmas is coming up. Looks like I know what I’m getting you, you kinky bastard.” Justin winked and JC’s head fell back against the wall in laughter. His laughter was cut short however as Justin let his hand trail down JC’s stomach and chest to rest on the hardness between his legs. JC’s eyes snapped shut and he moaned. “You like that, sweetness?” Justin’s breath was hot in his ear, skirting along his skin. JC pressed closer, trying to get more contact, trying to get Justin to do something besides just stand there holding him. “I want you, Josh. I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone before. I want you to make love to me.” The truth in Justin’s voice caused JC’s eyes to open. They stared intently at each other, both breathing heavily as the implications of Justin’s words washed over both of them.
“There’s no turning back after this, Justin.” JC’s warning was soft and Justin smiled.
“I know. I don’t want to turn back. Ever. I love you, more than I’ve ever loved anyone in my life. There’s nothing that even comes close to what I feel for you. And I trust you completely.” JC responded by crashing his lips into Justin’s again, pressing close to the younger man. JC wrapped his arms around Justin and moved the two of them backwards toward the bed. Justin’s legs hit the edge and he tumbled backwards, pulling JC with him.
Their clothes were stripped off quickly between wet lips, hot tongues, and roaming hands until they were both naked, JC resting between Justin’s spread thighs. Their groins pressed tightly together and Justin ran his hands up JC’s back, letting his fingers curl in JC’s long hair. Soft moans mixed with the sounds of their lips upon each other reverberated around the room.
JC pulled his head back slightly, panting breathlessly, and started down at Justin as Justin’s eyes opened slowly, a soft grin spreading across his face.
“We need...” JC’s voice faltered as Justin pressed up against him. “Need something.”
“In the drawer,” Justin replied as he licked a trail across JC’s jaw, leaving a glistening wet trail in his wake. JC pulled back slightly to stare down at Justin.
“Were you planning this?”
“Maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t. Either way, I’ll never tell,” Justin said, smirking as he wrapped his arms around JC and pulled him back down. “Now, less talk. It’s disturbing our lips from other things.” JC chuckled slightly as he lowered his lips again, sucking against the skin on Justin’s neck.
Reaching blindly, he pulled the nightstand drawer open and let his hand trail inside, running across a small bottle. Pulling it out, he tried opening it one handed, but couldn’t quite figure it out. He heard Justin chuckle as his hand covered JC’s own, taking the bottle from him.
“Let me help.” Justin snapped the top of the bottle open and poured a generous amount in JC’s hand. It was cool against his skin and JC let it pool there for a moment, letting his body heat warm it up. Finally, he felt Justin’s hand rest under his, moving their hands together to wrap around JC’s thick hardness. Justin moved their hands up and down the shaft, spreading the lube over his throbbing erection. When he was sure it was covered well enough, JC removed his hand and slid a finger along Justin’s inner thigh, up toward his balls, trailing over them softly before moving back to find the tight, puckered opening. Justin lifted his hips slightly in encouragement as he spread his legs wider, opening as fully as possible for JC.
JC trailed a gentle circle around the tight muscle before slipping his finger inside. Justin jerked upwards and JC placed his other hand on Justin’s hips, stilling him as he moved deeper.
“Shh, calm down, baby. Don’t want to get you all worked up before this really starts,” JC whispered against Justin’s lips, just before he slid his tongue inside the hot cavern and simultaneously pressed another finger deep inside Justin’s body. Justin’s arms wrapped tightly around him, pulling him as close as possible in their position. JC pressed deeper into him, arching his fingers, searching for the spot he knew drove Justin crazy. He knew he’d found it when Justin cried out, pressing his face against JC’s shoulder and biting the skin there slightly.
“Jace. Jace, baby. Not gonna last. Want you in me.” The mumbled words swept through JC’s mind and he pulled back, slipping his fingers from Justin’s body. Justin whimpered at the loss but was quickly reaching for JC again, pulling him back down flush against his sweaty body.
JC leaned over and captured Justin's lips, his cock rubbing lightly against Justin's. Running a hand down Justin's hip to his calf, JC lifted until it was resting on his shoulder. Pulling back slightly, he stared into Justin's eyes, silently asking one final time if Justin was really ready. He answered with a nod and wrapped his arms around JC's back, pulling him closer.
"I'm ready Jace. I want this." It was whispered against JC's neck, Justin's breath cool against JC's flushed skin. He shuddered slightly, partially from the contrast and partially from the raspy sound Justin's voice had become. Pulling back enough to see Justin's face, to be able to look for any sign that Justin wanted to stop, JC pushed gently against Justin. The tight ring of muscle resisted for a moment but then gave and JC slipped partially inside. Justin released a hiss from deep in his throat, the pain etched across his face, but he wrapped his arms tighter around JC and pulled him closer, silently telling him not to stop.
The tightness and immense heat engulfed JC and it took every ounce of self-control he possessed not to thrust deeply into it. Instead, he pulled out, just slightly, and slipped back in a little farther then before.
"Relax baby. I don't want to hurt you." At his words, JC felt Justin's entire body relax as JC pulled out and slipped back in deeper. Once JC was all the way in, he stopped, hovered over Justin as Justin's body got use to the foreign invasion. He watched Justin's face as the pain disappeared, marveling at the fact that they were now one. He had long ago gotten deep into Justin’s mind, more recently become intertwined with his soul, and now the final step was complete. They were as close, on every level, as they could get. It hit him, in that very moment, just how hard he had fallen for Justin, and there was no going back. He’d known before tonight that he loved this man with all of his heart and soul, but the feelings running through him now were incredible. The revelation caused a surge of emotion to course through his body and it took everything he had to keep still, to wait until Justin had gotten use to the feeling of having JC inside of him. The love he felt for the man below him was immense, and it was the most real and unselfish love he had ever known.
Suddenly Justin was moving, slowly rocking against him. JC met him thrust for thrust. The rhythm they found was slow and almost agonizing but the pleasure they both felt was exquisite. Justin’s fingers splayed across JC’s back, his short nails running lightly along the length, up and down, in time with the movement of the rest of their bodies. His leg slipped from JC’s shoulder, wrapping tightly around his waist instead, pulling him as close as possible.
“Oh god, Jace. Don’t stop, baby. Feels so...” Justin’s words were cut off as JC moved slightly, switched angles just enough that he rubbed against the spot deep inside Justin that made his entire body shudder. “Oh god!” JC watched as Justin’s eyes closed tightly, pure pleasure etched across his face. JC lowered his head to Justin’s neck, licking a trail of sweat from his collarbone, up his jaw, to his ear.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered against Justin’s skin. Justin’s arms tightened around him, a hand finding the hair at the nap of JC’s neck and tangling lightly in the damp curls. They moved together with the ease and grace years of dancing had taught them. JC tried to hold on, to make it last, but every emotion coursing through him was overwhelming. He started thrusting harder, faster, deeper. Justin, withering below him, kept up, matching him thrust for thrust, lifting his hips in time to meet JC’s.
JC switched all of his weight to one arm while his other hand ran down Justin’s body, closing over his leaking erection lying between them. His hand moved up and down the shaft in time with their thrusts.
“Baby. Baby, I’m gonna...” Justin’s voice was thick with lust, he was lost in the pleasure. His eyes were closed tightly, squeezed together as he tried to hold on. “I can’t hold on...” His hands grabbed a hold of JC’s hips, squeezing tightly.
“Open your eyes.” JC whispered. Blue eyes snapped open and JC saw the passion, saw the lust buried in them. But he saw something else too, he saw love shinning out of those eyes, love for him alone. JC ran his hand up Justin’s cock and let his thumb slide over the head, playing with the leaking slit. “Let go.”
As soon as the words were whispered against Justin’s lips, he exploded between them, pulling JC tightly against him, hips still thrusting. His muscles tightened against JC and that was all it took until he too exploded, passion engulfing his body, dancing in front of his eyes, coursing through his veins.
JC collapsed against Justin, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his body. Justin held him close, his heart beating in time with JC’s. Nothing was said, but nothing needed to be said. They both understood that something incredible, something more than just sex, had happened between them. Pulling out slowly, JC turned on his side and pulled Justin into his arms, sleep hitting him in minutes. He drifted off into a peaceful slumber, knowing there was something special between them, knowing it wasn’t going away, knowing he would wake up and Justin would still be there. And knowing that was exactly what he wanted.