Title: Winning The War
Part: 2 of 2
Pairing: Nickolas Gene Carter and Justin Randall Timberlake (a-ha)
Author: Jules
Feedback: If ya don't mind... it would make me so happy
Rating: R total R
Disclaimer: So yeah... What I wouldn't give for this to be true... and to be able to watch.. riight! Not in this lifetime!!
When the frenzy died down, Nick made his way over to the head table to get the information he needed for the date. The girl gave him a nervous smile and he chuckled back, wondering why it was these girls loved him so much. If they knew him better they probably would laugh at him most of the time, thinking he was a complete dork, definitely not worthy of all the hype. No one seemed to understand that he was just a normal guy. Not this huge megastar that everyone wanted to believe he was. Nick learned that Ms. Randall chose the upcoming Saturday for their date. They were to meet at an upscale restaurant in Orlando in the VIP lounge. It would be just the two of them for the whole lounge had been reserved for their date. After that she wanted to play a little one on one basketball with him. Nick smiled and thought that maybe this date thing wouldn't be that bad. She wasn't going to take him to some high profile place where a lot of people could see them. He figured that was what was going to happen. That she would want to show him off, show all her teenie friends that for 2$ you too could have lunch with Nick Carter, Backstreet Boy. And basketball? That was perfect. Again he had been worried that she would want to do something like go to a mall, or see a movie, but this was amazing. It was only a few hours and he'd managed to raise a ton of money, all to do something he would have probably done anyways. Nick thanked the girl and flashed her his trademark smile, laughing again as he saw her sigh and hold back a squeal.Saturday morning Nick got up early and did some routine chores. He wasn't sure how long he'd be gone so he wanted everything done for when he came home. That way he could just come in and relax, not having to worry about anything. For some reason he was actually nervous about this date. Getting dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a light blue dress shirt, he packed a bag with jeans, tee shirt and gym clothes for after lunch. He was supposed to meet this J. girl at 1pm, so at noon he locked up his house and made his way into town. Arriving at the restaurant at 1 o'clock exactly, Nick noticed that he was sweating. He was visibly nervous and wondered why this was. Walking up to the matre'd he smiled and introduced himself. "Hello. My name is Nick Carter, I'm meeting someone here."
"Oh yes Mr. Carter. Your party is already here. Please follow me." Nick followed the man through the side of the restaurant to a secluded area, pausing as he opened the door and walked in. "Here you go sir, enjoy your lunch." With that the maitre'd smiled and left Nick to enter the room.
Nick walked in holding his breath. He didn't see anyone at the table that was set intimately for two, so he looked around, still not seeing anyone. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a woman walk towards him and he smiled, extending his hand. "Ms. Randall. So nice to meet you."
Nick heard her laugh and he laughed as well. "I'm sorry Mr. Carter. I'm your server this afternoon. Your company just had to take a call, they'll be right back." Nick felt his stomach fall with nervousness. This was getting out of control. He couldn't understand why this date was affecting him so much.
"Oh. I guess I'll just wait then." He said, hoping that his voice was steadier than he felt.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting Nick. There was a problem at the studio." A voice said from behind him, causing the hair to stand up on Nick's neck. He would recognize that voice anywhere. He turned around slowly, afraid that any sudden movements would cause for this dream to be over and Nick to not be about to have a lunch date with who he thought it was. When Nick had fully pivoted, now facing the door he found himself gazing deeply into the beautiful blue eyes of Justin Timberlake. To say he was confused was a complete understatement.
"What? Why? How?" Nick couldn't help but stutter, his confusion written all over his face.
Justin laughed at Nick's obvious shock, happy that he hadn't been angry. Justin had been worried that Nick would be mad when he found out who it was that had bid on him, who had paid an exorbinant amount of money just to spend the afternoon with him. No one knew who had bid on Nick, who the elusive J. Randall was. And Justin made sure that no one knew he was there with the older man, the rest of the guys being told that he was meeting some friends for the weekend. "My middle name is Randall." Justin said, hoping to ease the confusion about the name used to bid.
Nick thought about it. J Randall. Justin Randall Timberlake. He used J. Randall and everyone just automatically assumed it was a girl. He wanted to jump up and down, giddy with excitement that it had been Justin who bid on him. Before Nick was able to say anything, Justin was in front of him, bodies dangerously close to one another. "I wanted a date. I know that it would be too high profile to do this any other way so I arranged for it to be just us. No one the wiser, no one to interrupt. Plus you couldn't say no or back out of this one. You didn't know until you got here, and you wouldn't let down your charity by refusing the bid."
"But... Two million dollars?" Nick was stunned that Justin would pay that much money just to spend time with him, just to have lunch and play basketball. He would have done it for free, hell, he'd do almost anything at this point to spend time with him.
"I guess you better put out then eh Carter." Justin said, smiling and winking at him as he walked over to his seat and sat down, waiting for Nick to do the same.
Lunch had been great. They talked about their groups, families and basically everything they could think of. They were more similar than people would have thought, experiencing almost the same fears and anxieties when it came to their careers, to one another. Neither was more surprised at this revelation than each other. They had spent so much time hating each other in the beginning when really the only one that would have been able to understand what each was going through was the other.
Lunch was over far sooner than either would have liked and they found themselves in the gym that Justin had arranged for them to play basketball in. Although they had previously arranged for the `date' to be over around 4pm, they decided that time wasn't really an issue. They played until Justin realized that it was past dinner time and they should get going. "You wanna come to my place? We could order pizza or something." Nick suggested, the butterflies coming back, hoping he didn't sound half as nervous as he felt.
Justin beamed, happy that the afternoon had worked out so well. "Yeah, sounds good Nick."
"Follow me in your car to my place, we can order the pizza and clean up while we're waiting." Nick suggested, grabbing onto his bag and heading for the door.
They drove the 40 minutes to Nick's house, happy when they finally got there. They were hungry and tired. Nick ordered the pizza while Justin looked around his house, noticing the personal items that were on display. He was so engrossed in some pictures on the wall, that Justin didn't hear Nick approach until he was right behind him. "That was taken in the Bahamas 2 years ago." He whispered, resting his chin on Justin's shoulder.
"You look so happy. Your smile is so beautiful." Justin said before he could stop himself, stiffening when he realized what he'd said.
"Do you think so?" Nick's fingers danced up Justin's arms as his arms snaked around his waist.
Justin moaned in response, leaning his head back and resting into Nick's embrace. "Yeah.."
"You know. All week I had hoped it was you that had bought the date with me. I just kept wishing things could have been different and he had have called your name when he announced it." Nick said rubbing Justin's stomach soothingly. "I'm glad it was you."
"I was worried." Justin admitted, turning around and looking into Nick's eyes, feeling his stomach flip in nervousness.
Nick raised his hands and cupped the younger man's face, bringing it close to his own. "I'm glad it was you." Nick repeated softly pressing his lips to Justin's. Both men closed their eyes and leaned into the kiss, allowing it to deepen. Justin's arms wrapped around Nick's waist and rested on his ass which he squeezed just slightly, bringing him closer. The feel of Justin's hands caused Nick to moan, his mouth opening just enough for Justin to slip his tongue in for a taste of him. As their tongues mingled the kiss became more intense, more urgent and Nick moved Justin towards the couch so they could get more comfortable. "God...you taste so good, so sweet."
Justin moaned pulling away from Nick slightly. He had to catch his breath from the emotions that he was being bombarded with. It felt so good to be pinned to the couch by Nick, their bodies pressed tightly to each other. It was also very weird for him, this being only the second time he'd experienced these emotions, these sensations with another guy. The thing that surprised him most was that he felt no regret, no guilt about cheating on Britney. Deep down he'd known that things weren't right in the relationship, romantically at least, and it was time for him to admit to himself what it was. He wasn't in love with her. Not that he was in love with Nick, but this could definitely be the road to that.
Nick couldn't hold on any longer. Justin looked so beautiful underneath him, flushed, flooded with desire for him. "Oh my god Justin. You have no idea how much I want you right now. How much I've wanted you for so long." Nick heard Justin moan and he began rocking their hips together, needing the sweet friction that the grinding provided. Nick watched as Justin's eyes fluttered shut and his mouth opened slightly. He leaned down and began to kiss the younger man again, licking every inch of Justin's mouth and prodding his tongue with his own. As Justin began to take Nick's tee shirt off, he remembered Britney, Justin's girlfriend and stopped.
Justin noticed Nick stopping suddenly and opened his eyes questioningly. "What's wrong Nick?"
"What about Britney Justin?" All of a sudden Nick's stomach began to churn and he sat up trying to regain his breath.
Justin saw the look of disappointment in Nick's eyes and quickly sat up and grabbed ahold of Nick to stop him from moving. "Nick wait... Stop.." He said causing Nick to do just that. Justin didn't know what to do now so he just went on instinct. Did what his body told him was right, what his heart did. He moved so that he could push Nick back on the couch and that he was half lying on him and half on the remaining part of the couch. Taking Nick's face in his hands he forced him to look Justin in the eye. "This isn't about her. This isn't about anyone but the two of us. Nothing outside this room matters right now." His lips were so close to Nick's that he shuddered at the feel of Nick's breath on his face.
"But...." Nick started, wrapping one arm around Justin's waist and bringing the other to Justin's hand which was still cupping his cheek.
"But what Nick? Nothing anyone can do or say can change the fact that I want you so much, need you even more. Do you know that I felt more alive last week in that locker room with you, than I have in I don't even know how long. No one has ever made me feel the way you do and I want to know why that is, find out what else I've been missing my entire life. So fuck Britney, fuck the groups, fuck the media. If you want me to stop ...really want this to end, say so now.."
Nick didn't let Justin finish his thought. He pulled him down and kissed him hard, making both of them forget everything except that kiss. As he felt Justin's tongue trail down his jaw, Nick pulled at his clothes trying to rid them both of the offensive clothing separating them.
When they were both almost naked the doorbell interrupted, announcing that their pizza had finally arrived. Groaning Justin rolled off of Nick, suddenly regretful that he'd suggested dinner. Nick got up just as annoyed at the intrusion. Pizza was the last thing on his mind at that moment. Getting Justin naked and in his bed was the first priority of the evening, dinner a distant second. Nick pulled on his tee shirt and buttoned his jeans up, grabbing the money from the counter and paying the delivery kid. He walked back into the living room to find it entirely deserted, Justin nowhere in sight. "Justin?" He called, wondering where he could have gone.
"I'm up here." Nick heard faintly from upstairs. Placing the pizza on the table, Nick bounded up the stairs two at a time and followed the articles of clothing on the floor which were leading to his bedroom. As he got to the door, he saw a pair of boxers hanging from the doorknob and laughed, twisting the knob to open the door. Stepping into his bedroom, the laughter on Nick's lips died instantly and was replaced by a gasp. He felt his cock harden and stomach flip at the sight he was met with on his bed. Justin had stripped down entirely and was now lying on Nick's bed completely naked and hard, one hand stroking his cock slowly, the other bent behind his head.
"Holy fuck." Nick could only exclaim, frozen in his tracks.
"I'm not hungry." Justin stated, smiling at Nick and beckoning him to the bed to join him.
Nick quickly took his clothes off, unable to look away from Justin's hand which was now pumping his erection harder and faster. He made his way over to the bed and climbed on beside Justin, replacing his hands with his own. He jerked Justin off for a few minutes and watched as the younger man enjoyed the foreplay. Just as Nick realized Justin was about to cum, he replaced his hands with his mouth and took Justin in as far as he would go. Stopping when Justin's cock was at the back of his throat, he licked and sucked hard, knowing that it would take almost nothing to make the younger man climax. Nick swallowed, putting more pressure on the head of Justin's cock and that was all it took to feel the bitter hot seed spurt down his throat.
Justin came with a violent shudder and scream, his hands grasping at Nick's sheets. When he could finally catch his breath, Justin opened his eyes and saw Nick's head resting on his stomach, looking up at him with a cute smile on his face. "You're beautiful when you cum you know." Nick said crawling up to kiss Justin, and lie beside him.
"Oh my god Nick. You make me feel so good. You don't know..." Justin started before Nick reached over and put his fingers to Justin's lips to silence him.
"I know baby. I do know, and I feel the same way. I knew it would be so good between us. I've been waiting for this for so long." Nick traced his fingers over Justin's tattoo, loving how his skin would react, goose bumps appearing all over.
"How long? How long have you wanted me?" Justin asked, propping himself up on his elbow and looking down at Nick.
"Oh shit. I think since I came out. I remember that I saw you at some party and got so fucking hard. I got these visions of me taking you into the bathroom and throwing you against the wall and ripping your clothes off you only to lick and kiss every inch of your body... And well it was then that I thought that perhaps I wasn't as straight as everyone had thought I was. I took a good look at my life, at everything and realized that I was bisexual, that I wanted you so god damned bad. I still love the ladies, but there is something about men that turn me on as well." Nick looked up at Justin and was surprised at the look of lust that was in his eyes. He never in a million years thought that he'd be in his bed with Justin Timberlake. Naked and hard with Justin Timberlake. This thought made his already painfully hard erection throb even more and he remembered that he hadn't gotten off yet.
At the same time, Justin realized the same thing, Nick had gotten him off but hadn't done anything about himself. He reached down to take Nick's cock in his hand and began to stroke it, pumping it with enough force to tease him. "Don't tease me Jus." Nick groaned, throwing his head back and biting his lip.
"I don't want to tease you Nick.. I want.. I want.." Justin didn't know if he could say it.
Nick was now thrusting into Justin's hand, helping him get him off. "What do you want Justin... Tell me what you want."
"I want you... I want you to fuck me." His voice was nearly a whisper and his words caused Nick to stop all movement.
"You what?" Nick asked, making sure he heard the younger man correctly.
"I'm sorry.. I just.. Nevermind." Justin could feel the tears forming in his eyes and his face was flushed with embarrassment. He began to get up from Nick's bed and stopped only when he felt a hand on his arm.
"Justin? Are you serious? Are you ready for that?"
"If you don't want to that's fine. I just thought that you'd want to...you know..with me... But you don't so just forget I said anything."
"I never said I didn't. I just don't want you to think you have to. That you're obligated to. Fuck Justin, you don't know how many times I've dreamed that we did...together. That you'd let me even get this close to you." Nick pulled Justin in for a lingering kiss that erased any fears that Justin might have.
"I want to. I want you to. I want to feel you inside of me." Justin's voice was breathy and made Nick shiver at the implications of his words.
"I want that too." He replied, pushing Justin down so that he was on his back, Nick positioned above him between his legs. "Now you're sure?"
Justin's reply came in the form of a kiss that blew Nick's mind. He licked and sucked on Nick's tongue, stroking Nick's cock to prepare him for what was about to transpire. When Nick was completely hard he reached over to the night stand to grab a condom and some lubrication. When the condom was in place he squirted some lube on his fingers and began the process to prepare Justin. He first inserted one finger, then a second moaning at the tightness he found. "Damn Jus... You're so tight."
"First time Nick... Oh god your fingers feel good." Justin squealed as Nick grazed his prostate, causing him to cum instantly. Nick was amazed at how responsive Justin was. "I'm sorry....I.." Justin stuttered, embarrassed that he had cum so soon again.
"Shhh... I can't believe how sensitive you are... It's great baby... Makes me feel good that you're so hot for me, that you want me so much." Nick said as he removed his fingers and placed the head of his cock at Justin's entrance. He wanted to relax Justin as much as possible so he began to whisper into his ear just how good he felt and what he wanted to do to him. As he kept Justin occupied he began to push his way into Justin's body, tensing up as he felt Justin tense. Nick knew it was going to hurt, but he wanted Justin as relaxed as possible, easier to stretch that way. After a considerable amount of time, and pain, Nick was completely inside of Justin, their bodies united as one. He paused to let Justin adjust to his size and let him know when to continue. When Justin felt he was okay to continue he leaned up kissing Nick and began to move his hips, allowing Nick to go in even further. Taking this cue, Nick began to rock in and out of Justin. He was leaning on his forearms which were positioned above Justin's head so that he didn't crush the slimmer man underneath him. He took slow measured thrusts, wanting to make Justin's first time as enjoyable as possible. Nick knew how much the first few times hurt, and didn't want Justin to regret anything that they did tonight. With each thrust in, Nick grazed Justin's prostate causing him to moan out and squeeze Nick's hips in appreciation.
The feel of Justin around him, the heat and the tightness was almost too much for Nick and he knew he wouldn't last too long. As soon as he felt the familiar tingling in his groin, he began to stroke Justin's erection which was nestled tightly in between their bodies. He wanted Justin to cum with him so he began to stroke him in time with his thrusts. After just a few strokes, he felt Justin's entire body tense and begin to shake, the orgasm overtaking him and rocking him hard. Feeling Justin cum on him, his anal muscles tightening around Nick's cock, caused Nick to cum hard and deep inside of Justin. Both men screamed out intelligible sounds and words and they clung to one another, riding out the euphoric sensations of their orgasms.
When they both came down from their highs, Nick pulled Justin tightly to his body and cradled him in his arms. He spooned in behind him, whispering into his ear. "Are you okay baby?"
Justin couldn't move, couldn't think and definitely couldn't speak. "Mmmm hmmm." He replied snuggling in closer to Nick, not wanting to break the contact between them.
"That was so beautiful. Thank you so much." Nick said, kissing the back of Justin's neck before letting his eyes close and sleep start to claim him.
"Nick?" He heard Justin ask as their fingers were entwined together.
"Yeah babe."
"Can... Can we do this again sometime? I don't want this to be it between us." Justin's voice was so soft, he sounded so scared that Nick would turn him down, kick him out.
Nick giggled and held Justin tighter. "We can do this any time you want, as often as you want. I'm not going anywhere. And you don't even have to pay for it next time." Both men giggled as they pulled the comforter up.
"It was worth every penny though Nick." Justin mumbled sleepily before saying one last thing. "To realize that I think I'm falling in love with you."
Nick was too tired and too asleep to fully process the weight of Justin's confession, and barely registered his own confession. "That makes two of us Justin. I think I'm in love with you too."
Finis