JD positioned himself between his lover's legs and prepared to enter him for the first time in their relationship. He looked at the blonde singer silently waiting for permission. Lance smiled at him, spreading his legs further apart and wrapping them around JD's waist. It was all the prompting he needed.
He dipped his head and swallowed Lance's left nipple, then his right. The singer bucked beneath him and let out a soft hissing sound. JD repeated the action, not wanting to rush the moment. He glanced up to find his lover propped up on his elbows, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
"Now," Lance growled and JD flashed a wicked smile.
JD placed on hand on his lover's hip and used the other to insert the tip of his cock at Lance's opening. Lance swallowed hard as he waited to be breached by his love.
"Aah...aah," he cried as JD teased his opening with his cock.
"Now," Lance urged again.
JD was enjoying another round of tormenting his lover.
"Now what?" JD groaned.
Lance pushed his butt forward to make contact with his lover's cock.
"I'm sorry, did you want something," JD teased.
"Fuck me," Lance screamed. Fuck me or I'll..."
Before he could finish, his lover slipped inside the warm wet hole, stilling for a minute as he adjusted to the sensation of being sheathed inside his lover.
"Mmm," JD moaned. It felt so good being inside Lance, he wished he had have done this sooner. "So good," he sighed.
JD pushed further inside his lover, leaning down for a kiss. He darted his tongue in and out of the singer's mouth plunging deeper and deeper, even as his cock forged deeper into his lover, claiming every inch of the tight cavern.
JD pushed his lover flat and pressed his upper body tight against Lance's. The hardened surfaces of their nipples rubbed together, igniting a spark in each of their groins. They kissed each other roughly, Lance's mouth completely captured inside of JD's. Sweat slick bodies rode against each other pressing closer till there was not an inch of space between them.
JD hoisted the singer's legs over his shoulders and pumped slowly and methodically in and out of his lover. Both men were panting as they locked hands together, fingers intertwined. Lance was nearly bent in two as his lover rode his ass for all it was worth.
"Jay let me.." He tried to free his hand to jack his leaking cock, but JD wouldn't budge.
"Jay please," the singer cried.
"Not yet," the older man grunted, pumping steadily in and out of his lover.
He leaned down again and drew the swollen pink lips of his lover into his mouth to silence him. He kissed and kissed the singer until Lance was nearly dizzy from lack of oxygen. Lance felt his cock trapped between his belly and that of his lover. He pressed up to increase the friction, but JD raised himself slightly when he realized what Lance was up to.
"Bad boy," he chastised and plundered the pink lips again, keeping a firm grip on his lover's hands.
Lance moaned into JD's mouth. His cock ached, desperate for attention. His ass was filled to the hilt and each new thrust hit his prostate with amazing accuracy. JD broke the kiss and stared into the emerald depths of his love, thrusting forward and pulling out with a dizzying rhythm that had him and Lance teetering on the brink.
Lance struggled once again to free his hands. He wanted desperately to come, but he knew that his beloved wanted them to come together. He thrust his hips up to meet each of JD's. JD let out a cry and his rhythm became more erratic. Lance leaned up and captured a nipple in his mouth. He fondled it with his tongue and tormented it with his teeth.
"No fair," JD cried, pumping wildly in and out of his love.
Lance continued his ministrations on the hardened nub and then turned his attention to the other one. JD made strange hissing noises as the other nipple was tortured in the same fashion as the first. He loosened his grip on Lance's right hand and curled his fist around the singer's hardened flesh. Lance released the pebble and threw his head back; finally satisfied that his cock was getting some much needed attention.
JD was pounding in and out Lance's ass and stroking his cock harder and faster. Both men called each other's name as they came simultaneously. Lance pulsed into his lover's hand moaning. JD shivered as he felt Lance tighten around his cock as he spilled his seed inside his lover. He ravaged Lance's mouth one more time before pulling out of the singer and rolling off of him. He reached for the remains of the giant blue bow and cleaned them both off. Tossing it to the floor, he gathered Lance in his arms and whispered happy birthday.
Neither one of them had realized they drifted off to sleep. The harsh sound of the telephone woke them. Lance rolled over his lover and yanked up the receiver.
"Hello," he croaked, his voice still hoarse from sleep.
"Hey it's Justin. JC and I are about twenty minutes away. Thought we stop buy for a late breakfast and celebrate your birthday."
"You guys were in town and didn't stay here?"
"Well we knew it was your birthday and thought you might have...other plans. How is JD by the way?"
"You can ask him when you see him. See you in a few."
Lance clicked off the phone and nudged the blonde figure cuddled next to him. He still couldn't believe how hot JD looked as a blonde or how he always was willing to try something different to please him.
"Who was that?" JD yawned.
"Justin and JC. They'll be here in twenty minutes. C'mon hit the showers."
Lance headed for the shower while JD continued to process the information he'd just received. Before he knew it, a dripping wet Lance was nudging him again.
"C'mon sleepy head get ready. They'll be here any minute."
JD was in the shower when Justin stuck his head in to say hello.
"Hey JD, we're here," he called half in and half out the doorway.
"Hey, I'll be right out." JD rinsed himself off and reached blindly for a towel.
Justin shut the door behind him. A few months ago JD would have been embarrassed to have someone like Justin Timberlake barge into the bathroom unannounced, but since he'd been dating Lance, he found that most of his inhibitions were slowly eroding away. It was his third trip in about as many months to Lance's country home. At some point during each trip, one or all of Lance's buddies would show up. This trip it had been Justin and JC. JD was in town for the week even though Lance didn't join him until Wednesday. The former brunette didn't mind. The place felt like home and after that first raucous weekend with the entire band, he was comfortable with all of them.
JD quickly toweled himself dry and slipped into a pair of running shorts and a tee shirt. Sticking his feet in a pair of running shoes, he hurried down the steps to say hello. Lance, Justin and JC were standing in the foyer when JD made his entrance.
The three men looked up at the blonde. JC let out an appreciative whistle.
"Hello gorgeous," Justin drawled, watching the stunning vision as he joined the group.
"You look fucking amazing," JC growled.
Lance wrapped his arms around his love and drew him close against his body.
"You know, if you were an inch or two taller and had green eyes, you could pass for brothers," JC added.
"We were just talking," Lance began, elbowing JC for taking a long lingering glance at the former brunette.
JD blushed at all the attention and ran his hand self-consciously through his hair.
"What about?" JD asked. He looked up to find three pair of eyes ogling him.
"Oh...um...a birthday party for Lance."
"Hey, that's a great idea. I'm sorry I didn't think of it before," JD answered, "We could celebrate next weekend. Maybe some of the guys could come over."
"Well the thing is...well it's sort of the reason we're here," JC stammered.
"What do you mean," JD said, looking back and forth between each man.
"Look, why don't you two talk. JC and I will get settled in," Justin offered. He signaled JC to follow him up to their room. He definitely did not want to be around when Lance broke the news.
JD eyed the two men suspiciously as they left, leaving Lance and he standing in the vestibule.
"So what was that all about," JD smiled, trying hard not to let the worry that was building show.
"Why don't we sit in the study"?
JD followed Lance silently. His stomach was in knots and his mind was racing. The morning had started off so well. Why was everyone acting so strange suddenly?
"Is something wrong?" JD asked the minute they entered the study.
"No, it's just that...it's nothing." Lance could barely look JD in the eye.
"Lance talk to me. What's going on?"
Lance sat down on the leather sofa and patted the seat next to him. JD sat close to him, placing his hand in the singer's lap.
"Lance, tell me what's wrong."
"My business manager is throwing a `surprise' party for me here tonight."
Justin and JC are here to lure me out of the house so arrangements can be made." Lance grasped his lover's hand in his own, his eyes still downcast.
"There's a but in there somewhere, isn't there?" JD felt his heart pounding as he tried to hide his concern.
"Well, no not really. It's just that, there has been a lot of speculation about my sexuality and he thought this might be a good time to showcase me with my new girlfriend. He's invited reporters and photographers and well...so far you've gone undetected. The last thing I need is for the Star or the Enquirer to get wind of my sex life because of this party."
Lance missed the hurt expression on JD's face. "Is that what you're worried about? Getting outed?"
"No. Of course not", Lance said defensively, "but we both know the flack we'd receive from the media. I'm sure the last thing you want is a bunch of reporters showing up at your office and scaring your clients away."
"So you'd like me to make myself scarce, is that it?"
"Listen honey, this was not my idea, but we both know what will happen if people find out about us", Lance hesitated. "I think...we should play along for now until we figure things out."
The words were barely out of the singer's mouth before his lover rose and exited the room. Lance followed quickly behind. He caught up with JD just as he reached their bedroom.
"Honey, wait...listen to me," Lance grabbed his lover by the elbow a little rougher than he intended.
Spinning his lover around to face him, he gripped his shoulders.
"Look, I understand. It's not like we haven't discussed this before, right?" JD fought back tears.
"Sweetie, you know I'd never do anything to hurt you. It's just that the reality is people have certain attitudes toward homosexuality. Like it or not, that's just the way it is. I don't want your name bandied about in the papers.
"Or your career jeopardized in the process."
Lance bristled and JD winced as he felt his lover's grip tighten.
"I can't believe this. Why are you making this so difficult"?
Lance was practically shaking JD. The older man pulled away unexpectedly losing his footing and stumbling back against the wall. Stunned momentarily, he slid down the wall to the floor.
"Honey, are you..."
"Don't touch me," JD shouted, as he struggled to his feet. His head was pounding.
"I didn't mean to..."
JD pushed past him to gather his things. Lance couldn't believe how quickly the situation was deteriorating. He tried to reach for his lover, but the man jerked around defensively striking Lance in the face.
"Oh no, Lance... I'm so sorry," JD pleaded.
"Maybe you should leave now." The singer's voice was strained. "Take my car; I'll have someone pick it up in the morning." Tossing the keys on the bed, Lance turned and walked stiffly out of the room, his shoulders squared, his jaw clenched.
"I'll leave me a message where it's parked," JD muttered as the door slammed.
JD stood alone completely stunned. It was their first major fight. He packed his things half hoping Lance would return to the bedroom and they would make up before he left. He grabbed the keys and his suitcase and pulled out a pair of shades. His eyes were red and swollen from the tears that threatened to spill down his cheek. He grabbed a baseball cap and pulled it over his wet hair. Tufts of blonde peeked out from beneath the cap. He vowed to dye it back the minute he got home.
Lance stood in the study debating whether he should stop JD from leaving and make him understand that being found out wasn't a major concern. In fact, Lance had thought about coming out several times since meeting JD. He just was determined to do it on his terms and not as an act of putting out fires caused by a media frenzy. He was tired of going to events without his lover and listening to the inane chatter of would be starlets for countless hours at a time. He was just about to apologize to his love, when he heard the front door slam and a car engine start, tears rolled down his face.
Lance sat in front of the TV ruminating over the events of the afternoon. He eyed the clock trying to estimate the exact time JD would arrive home. The hours ticked by slowly. He was not looking forward to the party this evening. Justin and JC couldn't help but overhear the bitter words that were exchanged between the two lovers. They both knew all too well about putting on a front for the public. Justin's brief flings with Brittany Spears and countless others were often a source of contention between him and JC. And although JC knew his publicist carefully staged them, it still hurt to see his lover holding and kissing someone else.
The duo did their level best to cheer Lance up and get him through the evening. It was well into the wee hours of the morning when the party broke up. Hired staff lingered behind cleaning up after the last guest left. Lance's "date" was seen escorting the singer upstairs just as his publicist had instructed. Lance didn't even remember her name. It was either Mandy or Mindy, he couldn't recall. She was a would be model/actress, 5' 8", brunette and beautiful.
He politely escorted her to a room prepared for her and returned to his own. He picked up the phone impatiently and dialed the number he had dialed every morning for the last six months. JD's answering machine clicked on and he was tempted to hang up, but on the off chance that his beloved was screening his calls he spoke.
"JD, it's me. Call me when you get a chance. I miss you. I'm sorry."
He hesitated a few moments, waiting to see if the phone would be picked up.
He was tempted to book a flight and just show up at his lover's house, but he had promised his publicist and his manager that he would take what's her name out to breakfast and be seen around town tomorrow morning. Besides, he thought, maybe it was best to give JD some time to cool down.