Backstreets

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Author's note:

To celebrate and promote the launch of 'Backstreets - Season 1: Revelations and Insights', here is Millennium. Exclusively written for this moment. All I'm asking is that you visit the 'Backstreets' website to check out the special made trailer and to read the previews available for the coming season. Within the next coming days the first episode, 'I'm missing you', will be released.

My suggestion is to open a new browser window, copy the address to the 'Backstreets' website and paste it in to your new window. The address is http://www.geocities.com/writer_nike/

'Thank you' to Nikky who, even though he doesn't know it, made me write this. 'Hello' goes to Elly, who is soon posting her final part of Bloodlust - don't miss out on that, and an additional 'hello' goes to NCfan, who has released a new story - the Debt. Read it. You're all great authors and I love reading your stuff. Thank you for lettting me be a part of your lives! :-)

OK, thank you for taking your time to read this and for visiting the 'Backstreets' website at the address: www.geocities.com/writer_nike/.

As a token of my appreciation, I invite you to read Millennium. I hope you'll enjoy!

/Nike

And why don't you send me a mail when you've read Millennium? I love getting mails!

Backstreets: Millennium

Written by: Nike

Part 1 - It's only natural _________

Nick sat in his seat, looking out through the large tinted windows of the bus. He was listening to a CD. He didn't feel like talking. He wanted to disappear in to his own private world. The music offered that sanctuary. Around him in the bus were the rest of the Backstreet Boys, doing there own thing.

Nick looked to the other side of the bus. A couple of rows in front of him sat Brian. He also sat looking out, Nick saw. For a minute there, he couldn't help but wonder what went through Brian's head. What was he thinking about? Probably nothing Nick would be interested in. Nick sighed. Probably, Brian was thinking about Leighanne. His new 'girlfriend'. They had met when they recorded their latest video, "I'll Never Break Your Heart".

Nick was jealous. There was nothing more to it. He admitted it to himself. If he'd only known what would happen during that shoot, he would have refused doing it.

If necessary, he would even had laid down and cried like a child on the hotel room floor to get what he wanted. The guys would never have let him forget about it if he would have done something childish as that. But at least, then Brian wouldn't be sitting in his seat and be thinking about Leighanne now.

He sighed once again. It felt as if the whole world was against him. That nothing he did was good enough for anyone. If it wasn't for Brian, Nick didn't know if he'd still be with the Backstreet Boys. Or anything else for that matter. To Nick, Brian was the reason he got up every morning.

The sun was barely over the tree tops. It wouldn't take long until it would be dark. Nick closed his eyes. Another night in the bus. Another night in the bus would mean yet another night where he wouldn't share a bed with Brian.

That was what Nick loved the most about touring. Not performing, or hearing the fans screaming their names. Even though that was cool. No, what he loved the most was sharing a room and bed with Brian.

To someone who wasn't in his place it seemed weird that all Nick wanted was to be with Brian. He didn't care about touring or the fans who couldn't stop loving them. But Nick already had that. Why wish for something he already had. No, what matters to him was being close to Brian. Then he was happy.

It always amazed him that Brian didn't seem to mind sharing with him. A fifteen year old boy who was afraid of the dark. Nick had always thought Brian would prefer any of the other guys to bunk with, but had now accepted the fact that Brian actually would choose to bunk with him instead of anyone else. But tonight, they wouldn't bunk together.

It was probably for the best anyhow, Nick thought. But he couldn't for the life of him figure out how it could be.

The rythmical movement of the bus was soothing. When his eyes were closed, he almost fell asleep at once. He wouldn't have any problems getting some sleep tonight.

"Hey, Nick." Brian sat down in the seat next to Nick and gently placed his arm around Nick. "How are you doin', bud?" Brian said and brought Nick closer. Nick leaned his head against Brian's chest, his eyes still closed. Brian had woken him. But it didn't matter. Nick loved being woken by Brian. It made him feel safe.

Feeling safe. Being safe meant that somewhere you had a place, most often your parents or even the privacy of your own home, where you felt as if nothing could ever harm you. Nick felt safe when Brian was there. If he could, he would make the world stop turning just to make it last.

Nick dug his face deeper into Brian's sweater. He never opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and inhaled the scent originating from Brian. God, he loved that smell.

Brian looked down at Nick. The young blond was almost trying to hide all of himself in Brian. Brian was amused. Nick looked so cute when he snuggled up upon him. It was as the world couldn't bother Nick when he did that.

"Nick, you can't sleep already. You won't get any sleep tonight if you don't get up now." Brian spoke softly.

Nick didn't move and Brian didn't make an effort to make him. They both enjoyed the moment.

Being on tour as often as they were, deprived them of a lot of both emotional and physical contact they'd otherwise recieve. By being there for each other instead, they managed to regain some form of mental health. The human body and mind craved human contact.

The constant touring made life especially hard for Nick. He was growing. He was, in many aspects, still a child. He needed someone to be there for him. To look after for him. And most of all, he needed someone to be his friend.

Brian was proud to take on that role. He never felt it to be a burden. Nick brightened his life. Made him feel young. Not that he was old. He just wasn't as young as he used to be.

Brian sighed deeply. He sat with Nick resting against his chest. He knew he had to get Nick going. Otherwise Nick wouldn't sleep tonight.

"I wanna watch a movie or something. You'll join me?" Brian asked Nick.

'Damn', Brian wasn't letting him of the hook easily. But Nick didn't want to break the contact. What if he insisted on seeing a scary movie? Then he could say he was scared and Brian would hug him, saying it was all just a movie. The more Nick thought about it, the more convinced he got. A scary movie it would be.

"Sure. How about Silence of the Lambs?" Nick heard himself say. 'Damn.' Had he said that? He really did not like that movie. It was creepy. But it was also a perfect movie for his intentions.

Brian was surprised. Silence of the Lambs was exactly the kind of movie Nick didn't like to watch.

"You' sure about that? It's kinda scary...?"

"Yeah. I'm sure." Nick didn't budge. He reluctantly lifted his head and removed his earphones. He saw Brian looking at him.

"OK, let's head back then!" Brian said. In the back of the bus they had a small lounge where you could watch TV or play a video game. It was frequently utilized by Nick and Brian in their constant video game battles. To Brian, it seemed as if Nick could play the videogames forever.

Brian got up and was followed by Nick. On their way back they passed by Kevin, who also sat in his seat.

"Hey, Kevin. Me and Nick will watch a movie in the back, 'K?" Brian said as they passed.

"Just keep it down, 'K? I don't wanna see or hear any wrestling matches or something goin' on back there. AJ's gotta headache." Kevin said, already dismissing them. He had other things on his mind.

The lounge was empty, as it often was when the two of them weren't there. It seemed as if the rest of the guys did other things most of the time. They didn't really know for sure. Some time was spent writing letters, or talking on the phone. But for some reason, the lounge had become Frick and Frack's.

Ten minutes inot the movie, Nick began moving slightly towards where Brian was sitting. Nick really didn't know how he'd get closer to Brian without it looking suspicious. But he moved anyway. Not that he needed to move much. The room was small. Just about the size of the couch.

Nick glanced to his side. Brian was watching the movie and didn't seem to have noticed anything. It was dark in the room. When Nick thought about it, and especially in contrast to the movie, it was kinda scary.

Brian could both hear and feel Nick's breathing increase. Nick was getting nervous. Brian smiled and held up the blanket he had on top of him.

"You wanna share?" Brian said, giving Nick an easy way out of having to admit he was afraid.

'Yes!' Nick was almost screaming with joy. And relief. He quickly scurried beneath the blanket and pulled it up under his chin. It was nice. Brian had his arm around Nick's neck and Nick rested against Brian's side. Suddenly, the movie wasn't as scary any longer.

They both lied on the sofa. The tv sat in the front of the room, casting shadows on the walls. At times, Nick didn't watch the movie. He lied watching the ceiling, thinking of other things. Nick felt so good right now, he couldn't wish for anything more.

The movement of the bus was soothing. Nick had trouble keeping his eyelids from falling down.

There was a scream. Nick opened his eyes and turned his gaze to the TV. He knew he shouldn't be watching, yet he did. He couldn't keep his eyes away.

From now on, Nick would have trouble sleeping tonight.

An, to Nick, eternity later, Hannibal was captured once again and the movie was finally over. He stirred a bit and then rolled on top of Brian, giving him a hug. He did it without thinking. It was something Nick did from time to time. Just hug somoeone. OK, mostly Brian. That's because Nick thinks he's so nice to hug. Nick really liked that. Contrary to what one might think, there was nothing behind the hugs. It was just hugs that said, 'hey, I care you know.', 'it's nice to hug.' or 'you matter to me, I know you exist'.

Brian hugged back. Nick was so open, and honest. You could always tell what he thought of things. To Nick, mostly everything was in black or white. There were no grey zones. He was either happy or sad, things were good or they were bad. He was talkative or he didn't speak a word. Most of all, Nick was simply a breath of fresh air, Brian thought.

A couple of minutes later, Nick had almost fallen asleep. But he was interrupted by Brian's voice. "We better get to bed, huh?" Brian said. Nick sighed. There just didn't seem as if he'd ever get a chance to just be with Brian.

"Aw, come on! Give me a smile!" Brian said when he heard Nick sigh. "I know you got it in you somewhere!"

Nick sighed once again. But he couldn't resist smiling. When Brian was like that, all he could do was to smile. He could feel the smile spreading in his face and the joy that actually came with it.

He loved to smile. It always made him happy. It felt as if nothing could go wrong. Then, of course, he remembered Leighanne. But Brian seemed to always know how to cheer him up again somehow. Nick smiled.

"That's better! OK, get up or I'll have to make you!" Brian exclaimed with laughter in his voice. It was time for some serious wrestling.

"You guys are unbelieveable! Didn't I specifically tell you two not to make any trouble!" Kevin had walked in on Nick and Brian in the middle of their wrestling match. He shook his head and turned around to leave. "Make sure you get to bed soon, 'K? We've got a lot goin' on tomorrow." he said on his way out.

That kinda brought the fun out of it. Nick and Brian soon both agreed on a mutual cease-fire. They'd continue some other time.

Nick straightened his outfit and followed Brian out of the room, into the small gangway leading through the entire length of the bus.

Both had their bunks in the first row. Brian had this time gotten the top one. Nick quickly stripped down to his boxers and got in to his bunk. He said good night to Brian and closed the drapes.

'It's dark' was his first thought when he lied there. It was very dark. And cramp. Nick closed his eyes. But he opened them again almost immediately, 'What's that noise?'. His heart was pounding, and he began sweating. The images from the movie was coming back to haunt him.

Nick laid there completely still, listening and scanning the small alcove. But all he could hear was the hissing from the airconditioning, the humming engine and his own heart beating. Nick swallowed. He closed his eyes to try and get some sleep.

But the movie wouldn't give up it's strong hold on him. He turned around. And once again closed his eyes, but opened them again an instance later. He was facing the wall, that meant he exposed himself to the only way in to the alcove. Immediately he turned around again. Perhaps if the pulled the cover over his head? That could make him feel safe.

He pulled the cover over is head. That was actually quite nice. It felt a lot better. Nothing could get to him now.

Just one problem. Air. Not long after he sheltered himself with the cover, the air began to go sour. His exaggerated breathing didn't help to ease the situation.

This was no good. Nick needed air. Once again, he found himself being alone and vunerable when he escaped the confined area of the cover. He didn't like this. Not one bit. Nick couldn't take it any longer.

"Brian." Nick whispered and waited for a few seconds. "Brian!" Still no answer. Why didn't Brian answer? He couldn't be asleep already, could he?

"Brian!" He said a little louder. There was movement heard from the top bunk. Soon followed Brian's voice.

"Yeah...?" Brian yawned. "What is it, Nicky?"

"Can I sleep with you?" Nick whispered. He hoped Brian wouldn't make too much of a fuss. He didn't enjoy standing here. The bus rocked when it passed over holes in the pavement and the wind grabbed hold of it from time to time. Nick had to support himself against the walls to remain standing.

"What?" Brian was surprised. "Why? It's so cramp here."

"But I can't sleep."

"It's just been like, what, 20 minutes?"

"I know, but I'm scared."

Brian thought it all over. He knew he shouldn't have allowed Nick to watch the movie. He knew this would happen. And yet he let it. Now he had to take responsibilty for it. Besides, perhaps it wouldn't be too cramp. He didn't know, he had never shared a bunk in a bus before. It was so ridiculous no-one had ever come across the idea.

"OK. Come on." Brian opened the curtain and moved in next to the wall.

'Yes!' Brian had agreed. Nick rushed to get into the bunk, before Brian would change his mind, or some spooky person would come and take him away and eat his face. His body shivered just thinking about it.

"Thanks, Bri." Nick said when he had settled in the bed. They laid next to each other, their bodies meeting everywhere. It was a very small bed. Nick could feel Brian's breath when he exhaled.

"Err, Brian?" Nick had just realised something.

"Yeah?" Brian's voice was soft. Nick was amazed that he didn't sound one bit annoyed or irritated when Nick interrupted him. Well, in fact, Nick couldn't remember anytime when Brian had sounded annoyed about him. A bit mad perhaps, but just as a joke.

"Could we trade places?" Nick said.

"Why? What's wrong with the one you have?"

"It's creepy."

"Creepy? You afraid you'll fall down? It's no risk, there's nets and stuff to keep you from falling."

"Nah, not exactly." Nick's voice lowered. He was embarressed. "It feels as if someone will come and take me away if I lie here. And he'll eat my face." Nick finished the last sentence whispering.

"OK. How about this; You roll on top of me and I'll try and move at the same time?" Brian said.

Cool. Some more physical contact. Nick laid himself on top of Brian as he had been told.

"Nick, this ain't working. You need to lift with your arms. Otherwise I can't move!" Brian laughed.

Nick did as he was told and Brian could move. He moved slowly. It wasn't easy manuevering in the bunk, no matter how small the movement.

There was a bump in the road, which made Nick move sideways and lowered his body a bit.

The movement caused his penis to brush against Brian's. Nick was wearing boxers, so it was pretty much free to roam around. And when gravity did it's part, well, it was contact. Not direct physical contact, the clothing kept them apart. Nick let a small moan escape his mouth. And then the moment had past. But not in Nick's head. He knew what he had felt.

When Brian had moved enough, Nick slumped down on his part of the bed.

"Phew. Well, that was easy." Brian said with sarcasm. Nick didn't know if he hadn't noticed anything or if he just kept the mood up high.

"Yeah, good night." Nick said. He didn't know what else to say. He couldn't keep his mind off what just had happened. How it had felt. The touch.

Nick closed his eyes and pictured it all over again. He was getting hard. It was extremely arousing. That was the most sexual thing Nick had ever experienced. And he liked it.

Brian turned around. Brian had turned from lying on his side, he now rested on his stomach. But his leg touched Nick's groin. Nick was panicking. Brian must feel his excitement. Nick swallowed and felt his heart once again started beating roughly.

"Watch it, Nick. Or you'll bust your boxers." Brian mumbled when he felt Nick's hard on. Brian turned around so he faced the curtain. He had almost fallen asleep.

Nick's heart was pounding, it was unbearable. He couldn't believe what just had happened. He was too afraid to even breathe. Now, Brian would never bunk with him again. Brian would distance himself. As would the rest of they guys. Even more than they already did.

Nick didn't move an inch. He lied there, not moving. He was just waiting for the reaction from Brian to come. Nick saw in front of him, how his whole world was falling to pieces.

The anticipated reaction from Brian didn't show.

Suddenly, it came to Brian's mind that Nick didn't move. In fact, he did nothing. Brian rolled to his other side so he could look at Nick. Their faces was now seperated by only a few inches. Brian could see the face of a very scared teenager.

Brian spoke, "It's only natural, Nick." he waited a few seconds. "There's nothing more to it. It's part of growing up, ya know." Nick still didn't move or say anything. "Your hormones are raging. Soon, you'll be going around like that all the time. If not already." Brian spoke compassionately.

Brian felt sorry for Nick. It must've been embarrassing. It annoyed Brian that he let his tounge slip before. He should have thought ahead. Nick was a teenager. Still not accustomed to his body and how it would act.

Brian hadn't rejected him. Nick couldn't believe what he was hearing. Instead he was comforting him. Nick felt the tears starting to well up. He couldn't hold them back. He started crying softly.

He didn't cry because he was sad. In fact, he didn't know why he cried. It made him feel like a child. But he couldn't help it. As with so much other things happening to his body. It was as if his body was rebelling. He felt all these strange feelings and he was moody. Uncertain about things in general. Uncertain of who to trust.

Perhaps he cried because he had believed the one who he trusted in most, would turn his back on him. Perhaps he cried of relief. Perhaps it was just his body and brain's way of letting go of some pressure. Perhaps he just cried, because he didn't know what else to do.

When Brian saw Nick crying, he embraced him. He hold him as they lied there in the bed and let Nick cry. Brian had been a teenager too, and he remembered what it had been like. Nick cried silently, calmly.

"Aw, Nicky. You're cool, you know that?" Brian said and stroke the hair off of Nick's tearstained face.

"What?" Nick mumbled.

"You're cool. In fact, you're the coolest person I know." Brian said.

"Why do you say that?" Nick said and looked up.

"Cos it's true." Brian tightened his grip.

They lied in silence, Nick once again, as he did so often, rested his head on Brian's chest. What would he do without Brian?

A few minutes later, Brian broke the silence and asked Nick how he was doing. To Nick's amazement, he was actually feeling good. In fact, he was happy. Something he thought he'd never feel again just a little while ago. But of course, he was still embarressed. Both for the hard-on incident and for crying.

Confident that Nick was back to his usual self, Brian spoke again. But now to ease the tension which, to some extent, still remained.

"So, do you jack off? Every now and then, I mean?" Brian asked and let out a muffled laugh.

"Brian!" Nick whined.

Nick felt so embarrassed, he could feel his cheeks turning red. But then he laughed too. Brian had said jack off. Now that left something for his future sessions with himself.

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I keep nagging you about it, but please remember to visit the 'Backstreets' website! And did you like this story? Did you hate it? I wanna know! Did anyone read it? Ease my pain and let me know!

/Nike