Justin stepped off the plane terminal and immediately saw Tony standing a few yards away, grinning like a mad man at him. They embraced in a tight hug before making their way to collect Justin’s bags.
“So here’s the plan,” Tony said, once they were in his car and headed down the highway toward his apartment. “January 31st, at Catch One, I rented the place. We’re going out in style.” Justin shook his head amusedly.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”
“It’s gonna be huge, J. I probably invited everyone I’ve ever met out here. Oh, and JC is going to be there too. Just so you know.” Justin sighed inwardly. He knew there was no use trying to talk Tony out of the idea he had in his head, so instead of even attempting it, he changed the subject.
“So how’s the new album coming? And when do I get to hear some of the tracks?”
“You can come to the studio with me later this week. JC will be there too.” Tony said, glancing sideways at him for a moment before turning his attention back to the road.
“Tony, seriously man, knock it off. It’s just not gonna happen. We live too far apart. Plus I’ve never even met the guy. Who’s to say we’d even want to be with each other, if circumstances were different?”
“Trust me, Timberlake. You’re not gonna turn this one down when you met him. He’s perfect for you. But I’ll drop it for now and just say I told you so later.”
“Whatever. How long until we reach your place?”
*****
“Do you actually know all of these people?” Justin asked, leaning toward Tony to be heard over the music. Their party was in full effect. A DJ was spinning at the turntables, and bodies were pressed closely together on the large dance floor, dancing and moving to the smooth beat of the music. People stood off to the side talking and laughing over the music, drinks in hand. To Justin, it was simply like being at a club and he wasn’t sure why Tony actually had to rent the place out instead of just inviting people there on a normal night.
“Um, I’m not sure,” Tony said, grinning and handing Justin a shot. “Probably not though. Friends of friends, you know.” Justin nodded and raised his shot glass to Tony’s, clinking them together before tipping his head back and downing the cool liquid. The whisky burned slightly on it’s way down and Justin flinched slightly. He’d never been a big whisky fan. Shaking his head to clear it, he glanced across the club. Suddenly, his eyes landed on intense sliver blue eyes, looking vaguely in his direction and crinkled up in amusement. The high cheekbones defined his face and the lips were curved into a smile as he laughed softly at something the person he was talking to said. His chocolate locks hung in soft waves down to his shoulders and Justin had the intense desire to run his fingers through them. Following the trail down his smooth neck, he noticed the tight, muscular body beneath the tight shirt. His jeans hung low on his slim hips and a small sliver of skin was visible between the shirt and the waistband of the jeans from the movements he had recently made that caused it to rise slightly.
“Please tell me you know who that absolutely gorgeous man is.” Justin said, grabbing onto Tony’s arm and pulling him close again. Tony glanced at Justin then followed his line of sight. Justin heard a soft laugh come from Tony and he glanced at him curiously.
“That, my friend, is none other than the infamous Joshua Chasez.” Justin looked from the man to Tony and back again.
“You’re shitting me, right?”
“Not at all. That’s JC.” Tony said, shaking his head solemnly.
“Don’t even think about saying it,” Justin said, glaring at Tony. “Just introduce me.” He dug his fingers into Tony’s arm and started to pull him across the club. As they approached JC, Tony noticed the way JC's eyes traveled over Justin’s body appreciatively. Pulling JC into a quick hug, he tilted his head so it was near JC’s ear.
“I told you so.” He pulled back and winked at JC before turning to Justin.
“This is my best friend, Justin Timberlake. J, this is JC Chasez.”
*****
“So Tony tells me you’re a songwriter and producer,” Justin said. After making small talk for a while, Tony had dismissed himself to go mingle and Justin and JC had found a corner of the room to talk in. The loud music still reached their ears, but it was quieter than in the middle of the club.
“There are two things in this world that I love; my family, and music. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. I really don’t have any desire to be up in front of people, performing. I’d rather be behind the scenes.” He shrugged lightly and took a drink from the glass in his hand. “It’s been going well so far.”
“He says you have an awesome voice though. Actually I think his exact words were ‘It will make your knees weak, Justin.’ But then again, he’s been trying to get me hooked up with you for about a year and a half. He keeps saying we’d be perfect for each other.” He grinned at JC who laughed lightly.
“Don’t I know that. He says the same thing to me all the time. But, instead of saying you have an awesome voice, he talks about your dancing.” Justin looked at him curiously. “I think his exact words were ‘he can move his body in ways that would make straight men want to jump in bed with him.’ Let me tell you, it’s quite the mental image now that you’re standing in front of me.” Justin would have blushed normally, but the alcohol running through his system was making him slightly braver than normal, so instead, he caught JC's gaze and winked suggestively.
*****
“Tony, I’m gonna take off with JC.” Tony turned toward Justin, a huge grin spreading across his face. “Don’t say it. I don’t wanna hear it.”
“You’re off the hook for tonight. But tomorrow be prepared to get an entire day full of I told you so’s. Have fun man. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Tony winked and disappeared into the crowd.
The ride back to JC's place was quite, but comfortable. An ease passed between them, and it felt like how you feel with someone you’ve known for years. Someone you can be yourself completely with and don’t need forced small talk to make things comfortable. It was natural.
His house was good sized and situated a ways off the road. Lush foliage surrounded it and it was obvious JC had money. The winding driveway looped up between trees and shrubs. JC parked next to a large stone fountain and cut the engine.
JC unlocked the door and moved to a small panel on the wall, disarming the alarm. Tossing his jacket against a chair in the entrance hall, he turned to Justin, taking his as well.
“This is it. Make yourself at home. Do you want something to drink?” Justin nodded and followed JC down the hall, past the stairs, through an archway, and into the kitchen. As JC moved toward the refrigerator, Justin glanced to the back of the kitchen, beyond the small breakfast nook, and out the large sliding glass door. He could see the hilltops of LA situated beyond the patio and backyard, looming up in the distance.
“Nice view.”
“Yes it is.” Justin turned at the sound of JC's voice, closer to him now, and jumped slightly at the close proximity between them. By the look on JC's face, the way he was looking at Justin, Justin was sure JC hadn’t been taking about the view outside. Taking the offered beer out of JC's hand, he set it down on the table next to him and reached out, lightly running his index finger up JC's forearm. He leaned in close and let his lips barely brush against JC's ear, his hot breath sliding along Josh’s skin.
“This one’s not so bad either.” JC turned his face until their lips were hardly far enough apart for air to pass between them.
“I’m sure I could give you a lot of nice views tonight.” Their lips crashed together, hungrily tasting each other. Justin felt a tongue slide along his bottom lip and parted his lips, allowing JC's tongue to slip inside. Their tongues dipped and swirled, dancing together to the music of their kisses. Running his hands between their bodies, Justin let them travel up JC's muscular chest to his shoulders and down his arms. Once he reached the bottom of JC's shirt again, he slipped his hands below them, lifting the shirt with him as his hands traveled back up the smooth skin.
“Wait...” JC mumbled, pulling his lips away, leaving both of them gasping for breath. Justin’s hands stilled, resting lightly on JC's stomach, as he glanced curiously at JC. “Not here. Not the kitchen. Upstairs.” Their lips crashed together again as JC began to back Justin up, leading him back through the archway and toward the staircase. They stayed connected, lips pressed together, hands roaming over shoulders and backs and chests, as they made their way slowly up the stairs and down the long hallway to the master bedroom.
He moved Justin back until the back of Justin’s legs hit the bed. Gently, JC pushed on his shoulder until Justin was sitting on the edge of the large bed. JC stripped his shirt off quickly and tossed it across the room. Justin did the same, his eyes leaving JC's for only a brief moment when the soft cotton of his shirt got in his way.
JC knelt down in front of him, between Justin’s spread thighs. The eye contact never ended as he quickly undid Justin’s belt buckle, followed by his button and zipper.
“You’ve done this before, right?” Justin nodded briefly, his eyes still connected with JC's. “How far?”
“All the way.” Justin responded, leaning back on his hands to lift his hips off the bed, allowing JC to slide his pants down. He kicked them off quickly and squeezed his knees gently into JC's sides as JC's hand slid slowly up his thighs.
“No underwear, interesting.” The amusement in his eyes made Justin chuckle. Justin leaned forward until his lips were connected with JC's again, a soft kiss passing between them before JC let his lips travel down to Justin’s neck, sucking and licking slowly. Slowly, and with great care, he made his way down Justin’s body, placing soft kisses and swipes of his tongue across every inch of Justin’s exposed skin. The gentleness Justin felt in JC's touch was something he hadn’t been prepared for. It was a sweetness he had never experienced before, and it created wonderful feelings to rise within him. It sent tingling sensations through ever nerve in his body until it all connected at one point, causing him to swell and harden sharply.
JC's hands were caressing the skin of his thighs slowly, moving in closer and closer with each swipe of his hand, but never quite connecting. The teasing was driving Justin insane and he knew if it lasted a few more minutes, it wouldn’t be beneath him to start begging.
But before he was reduced to that, JC's tongue quickly, and without warning, swiped across the head of Justin’s swollen cock. A low moan escaped Justin’s lips and his head tipped back, almost involuntarily. His hands moved to tangle in the long chocolate locks between his thighs. The hair was as soft as Justin had originally thought it might be. JC moved one hand to Justin’s hip, steadying him. His other hand wrapped around the base of Justin’s cock just as his lips touched the head in a soft kiss. Justin lifted his head back up and looked down, his eyes connecting with JC's once again as he smiled, parted his lips, and let the head slip between them. His tongue dipped and swirled around the head, licking at the leaking slit. Justin moaned again and tried to thrust his hips up, but was met with resistance from JC's hand, still holding him tightly.
“Relax, Justin. I’ll make it good.” It was mumbled against his thigh, followed by a soft kiss before JC's mouth was back on him. Slowly, he slid down the length, using just enough tongue and teeth to drive Justin wild, but not near enough to make it painful. Justin shuddered when he felt himself hit the back of JC's throat and it took everything he had to not thrust up sharply again. Slowly, JC retracted off of Justin, letting his tongue slide along the throbbing vein underneath until he reached the head again. He licked and sucked slowly, passionately. Justin had never experienced anything quite like this. The intensity and gentleness all combining into one to make it almost overwhelming. Justin knew if he let this continue this would all be over before it had really started.
“JC...JC...stop.” It was whispered breathlessly, and JC pulled away quickly, letting curious eyes scan over Justin’s flushed face. “I’m gonna...not gonna last...if you keep that...up.” He pulled JC's mouth to his own, sweeping his tongue quickly inside, wanting to taste himself inside the hot cavern. The result was almost intoxicating.
Grabbing JC's shoulders, he pulled him up off the ground and down onto the bed until he was flush on top of Justin, their lips connecting once again. Justin ran his tongue down JC's jaw line and up to his ear, biting on the soft lobe before letting it fall between his lips and sucking softly.
“Want you. Inside me, Justin.” JC panted, his words catching slightly in his throat before he moaned softly.
“In time, baby. We have all night.” Justin ran his hands down JC's back, reaching the waist of his jeans and running his fingers along the soft skin, letting one finger slip underneath. Wrapping his leg around JC, he flipped them both until JC was on his back and Justin was crawling over him. He made quick work of the belt and button on JC's jeans, tapping his hip lightly. JC lifted his hips and shimmed quickly out of his pants and boxers, kicking them to the ground.
Kneeling between his legs, Justin let his hands run the length of JC's body, caressing the soft skin of his chest and stomach. Lowering himself, he licked at JC's lips before moving down and letting his own lips wrap around JC's nipple, biting and sucking. JC's hands wrapped around his back, his short nails digging slightly into the skin. Moving farther down his body, Justin slipped his tongue quickly into JC's navel before moving to his hip, sucking the skin deeply, causing the blood to rise to the surface of his skin, leaving a slight purple mark in his wake.
Resting a hand on JC's hip, Justin tugged gently until JC turned onto his stomach. After situating a pillow beneath his torso, Justin moved between his legs again, rubbing his hands softly along JC's shoulder blades and down his back, his lips following the same path, laying tiny kisses against the heated skin, licking the thin layer of sweat working it’s way to the surface. His cock was nestled against JC's cheeks, rubbing slightly and causing wonderful friction every time Justin moved his body. A slow thrust caused JC to moan and thrust himself down into the pillow below him. Justin’s hands and lips reached the cleft of JC's ass and he licked lightly for a moment, kneading the muscles slowly before spreading the cheeks and slipping his tongue down to rest against the tight ring of muscle.
“Justin...” The whisper left JC's lips and all but disappeared into the pillow his head was buried against, but Justin heard it and smiled, licking a slow circle around the muscle. JC thrust back against his tongue, wanting him to slip inside, needing him to go deeper. The slow circles continued along the outside, wetting JC as he continued to thrust back slowly. Finally, Justin’s tongue darted out and slipped past the tightness, reaching the warmth inside. “Oh god.”
Justin soon picked up a pace that JC caught onto quickly. Two swipes of his tongue along the outer muscle followed by a quick flick of tongue into the tight cavern. Swipe, swipe, flick. Swipe, swipe, flick. JC's hips moved in time with Justin’s flicks, causing his tongue to go a little deeper each time. Small whimpers escaped JC each time Justin’s tongue entered him, driving him wild with want. The friction of the soft pillow against his cock with each thrust of his hips was taking him closer and closer to his needed release. Then, too soon for JC's liking, Justin pulled away.
“Justin.” The whimper came out sounding like he was begging, but JC didn’t care.
“JC, condom.” Justin whispered, laying over him, his lips pressed against JC's ear. JC reached out a long arm to the nightstand and pulled open the drawer, producing a condom and a bottle of lube. Justin sat back on his knees and quickly tore open the condom, sliding it on before reaching for the offered lube. Pouring a generous amount in his palm, he slicked some over his covered cock, then slipped two slick fingers into JC, causing him to gasp and arch backwards toward Justin’s fingers.
Justin moved in and out slowly, stretching his fingers inside JC, opening him up. An electric shock traveled through JC's body when one of Justin’s fingers hit him just right, barely touching that spot deep inside. Slipping his fingers back out, Justin leaned down over JC, lining himself up, before slipping inside slowly. Once he was all the way in, he paused, allowing JC time to adjust to him. Once JC started to move, Justin slipped his arms around the withering man below him and pulled him up so their bodies were vertical and flush against each other, JC's back pressed tightly against Justin’s chest.
Slowly, Justin began to move, his hips thrust, sliding in and out. JC moved with him with the ease and grace as though they’d been doing this for years. The rhythm they picked up was perfectly in time with the other. It was slow and deliberate and passionate. Justin’s arms tightened around JC's waist and chest as his lips fell to the older man’s shoulder, biting the skin and then kissing the sting away. His lips trailed along JC's neck, licking the sweat slipping down. It was slightly salty, mixed with the sweetness of JC's skin and the mixture was almost addicting.
Their movements started to increase, the speed picking up. Justin knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on to the slow, sensual pace much longer. With a soft pop, he pulled out of JC and flipped him quickly, slipping between his legs, wrapping one of them around his waist, and sliding back in before JC even had time to comprehend what had happened.
As they both lost control of the emotions, the passion taking over, as they both felt their impending release rising, the speed increased. But the rhythm they held was never lost. Justin rested on one arm, his other sliding between them to grasp JC's cock, stroking it at the same dizzying pace as their bodies were moving. Each thrust into JC taking him closer and closer to the edge. He rubbed against JC's prostate and felt the man below him shudder, his entire body shaking with pleasure.
“Justin...Justin. I’m not gonna. I can’t.” JC moaned, his hands grabbing blindly at the sheets below him. “Too good, too hot.”
“Don’t hold it. Let go.”
And then, in a blinding frenzy, white lights flashing before his eyes, JC let go, exploding between them. And even as the warm, sticky liquid splashed between them, covering both their chests and stomachs, he thrust his hips up, once, twice more, until Justin tensed above him, reaching his own release.
Justin collapsed against JC, sticky and sweaty, but sated. JC wrapped his arms around the man above him, stroking his back as he still shook slightly, coming down slowly. Justin’s face was buried in JC's neck and JC felt a contented sigh escape Justin’s lips, the warm air brushing against his flushed skin.
Once their breathing had returned to normal, Justin pulled back and slid out of JC. JC pulled the condom off and tied it, climbing off the bed and padding toward the bathroom to throw it away. He came back with a warm washcloth and gently ran it across Justin’s chest and stomach before cleaning himself and tossing it across the room.
“Do you. I mean, should I go?” Justin asked, looking up at JC. JC saw the emotion in his eyes, the hope, and the slight fear. Running a hand across his cheek, his thumb grazing Justin’s lips, he leaned toward him.
“Stay.” It was whispered against Justin’s lips before they connected gently, almost lovingly. JC pulled the covers down, climbed under them, and opened his arms, inviting Justin to join him. They curled around each other, arms and legs intertwined, hearts beating together, and slept.