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LEGALITIES: You know the drill. If you are under the legal age for whatever state, province or country you live in, don't read this story. If you are offended by material about homosexual relationships, DON'T READ IT.
This is a complete work of fiction, as everyone should know. It is not intended to imply anything about any one of the Backstreet Boys or any one else. The characters and characterizations are completely invented.
This is the last part of Fate's Reason. Hope you enjoyed the story! I've already started posting 'Set You Free' and my other story 'Millennium Love' will be starting this weekend, so if you're looking for something to do, check them out. Please ;-)
Thanks for reading! Kenitra
Fate's Reason +++++++++++++ Part 6
CLOSED HEARING
JUDGE: This hearing is to determine the custody of the minor child Christine Wilson. A decision will be made today whether to grant permanent custody to the child's biological Father or whether further hearings are required. I have the report from the Children's Aid and I'll read their recommendations before hearing from Mr. Laurance.
The CAS recommends that the child be removed from the custody of Mr. Laurance and placed in a foster home, based on their investigation and the following reasons:
- Mr. Laurance's lifestyle, that of a gay male. 2. Mr. Laurance's employment status - he recently lost his job. 3. Lack of full time parenting experience 4. Lack of family support in case of emergency.
Each of these reasons is cause for some concern; however, I want to hear form Mr. Laurance.
Mark stood and addressed the court. "Your Honor, I would like to address each of the issues you just presented. First of all, my sexual orientation should not have bearing on this case. As I'm sure the record indicates, Chris was living with two gay women, her biological mother and her mother's partner. As for my lifestyle, the CAS has not found any evidence of drugs or alcohol or promiscuity because there isn't any. My job status did change, as a direct result of the CAS investigation, but since then I have acquired a new permanent position with a Cancer foundation in Orlando, Florida. The third point is about parenting skills. But what new parent has the skills beforehand? They learn as the child grows. What is most important is love and I love my daughter more than I thought possible, And if you ask Chris, I believe she loves me too." Mark paused in his speech to turn and look at Brian, Jackie and Harold. Brian smiled lovingly and nodded. Mark turned back to the judge. "Your Honor, I think the last point raised by the CAS was the one they were most concerned about. But they didn't ask me during their investigation about any support I might have. While I admit I do not have any biological relatives to support me, I do have a partner whom I love more than words can say."
The judge held up her hand. "Excuse me, Mr. Laurance, is he here today?"
Brian stood up. "That would be me, Your Honor."
"Please step forward, young man." Brian walked up to stand beside Mark. "And who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Brian Thomas Littrell, Your Honor. I'm a professional singer with a pop group."
The judge removed her glasses. "What group?"
"The Backstreet Boys," Brian stated clearly and someone in the courtroom gasped.
The judge ignored it. "It is not common knowledge that you are gay, is it Mr. Littrell?"
"No ma'am." Brian said then looked at Mark. "Until now, I have never had a reason to make it known," he said softly.
The judge nodded her head, then addressed Mark. "I see that you have a committed partner, Mr. Laurance, but I would imagine his schedule keeps him away regularly, so how can he help you with your daughter?"
Jackie stood up. "I believe that's where we come in, Your Honor." The judge looked up and motioned Jackie and Harold forward. "My name is Jackie Littrell, my husband Harold, we're Brian's parents," Jackie said.
"And you support your son and this relationship?" the judge asked.
"Yes. And we've had the privilege to meet Christine too. She's a remarkable child," Jackie said.
"Thank you," the judge said, dismissing Brian's parents.
"One more question Mr. Littrell. Are you expecting this child to keep your secret for you?"
Brian shook his head. "No Your Honor. There is a press conference scheduled for Friday in Orlando," Brian said.
The judge sat back and contemplated. She looked at the CAS representative. "Would you have the child, Christine Wilson, brought in here please. I want to get her opinion on things," the judge said.
The CAS worker went to the door and motioned to another who was sitting with Chris outside the courtroom. She led Chris up to the front of the room. Chris ran over to her father.
"Daddy, can we go home now, please." She begged. Mark squatted down to her height, brushing her long blond hair from her face.
"Not yet, sweetie. The lady there, in the black robe, wants to talk to you. Just tell the truth, Chris."
The judge came down from the bench and bent down to talk to Chris directly. "Hello, Christine."
"Hi," Chris said, holding tight to Mark's hand.
"How's your arm?" the judge asked.
"It's okay. Daddy rubs it and makes me use it. It hurts sometimes, but Daddy said that means its getting better."
"Do you miss your Mommy?" Chris nodded. "What if you could have another Mommy?" Chris thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Why not?"
"If I got another Mommy, I wouldn't have Daddy."
"How do you know that?"
"Daddy has Brian, just like Mommy had Stacy," Chris said confidently.
"And do other kids have two Mommies or two Daddies?"
"No. Most have one mommy and one daddy, but I'm special, I got two of each," Chris said.
The judge smiled gently at her. "You'll have to leave your friends here, when you move to Florida."
"That's okay. I'll make new friends." Chris leaned closer to the judge and whispered, "and I'll be closer to Disney World too!"
The judge laughed and returned to her seat behind the desk. The CAS worker moved to take Chris back outside. The judge stopped her.
"That won't be necessary. I'm prepared to make my ruling." She looked over everyone in the courtroom. "I see no reason to further traumatize this child by removing her from the custody of her closest living relative. The CAS presented valid concerns, which I believe Mr. Laurance and his family have addressed. Mr. Laurance, I hear by grant you permanent custody of your daughter, Christine Wilson Laurance. Good luck to all of you," the judge added before everyone rose and waited for her to leave.
Mark reached down and grabbed Chris, swinging her around. Holding her in one arm, he reached out and pulled Brian to him, hugging him tightly. "Thank you doll," he whispered.
Brian grinned. "Let's get out of here."
The three of them walked towards the door and were joined by Jackie and Harold with congratulations. The next few days were chaos. It was decided that Chris would fly to Kentucky with Jackie and Harold, while Mark dealt with packing the apartment and filing paperwork for the move to Orlando. Brian returned to Florida to talk with the band and management and to find a new place to live for Chris, Mark and himself.
He found a nice house in a private neighborhood close to a school. He rushed through the paperwork and had his old furniture moved in. The three of them would decide how to decorate the house later. Mark flew down on Thursday afternoon. Brian picked him up at the airport and drove to their new home.
When they pulled up out front, Mark looked at Brian. "Who's place is this?" he asked.
Brian grinned. "Ours!" Marks eyes widened and he looked back at the house. "If you don't like it we can find some place else, but it has a backyard and..." Mark turned and pulled Brian to him, kissing him deeply.
"Its perfect, you fool," he said.
Brian grinned happily. "Let's go inside."
As he opened the door, he banged into a package on the floor. It was wrapped and had a card attached. Brian pulled open the card, while Mark unwrapped the box.
Congratulations on your new home. Here's your first house warming gift and your first family photo. Enjoy. Nick, A.J. Howie and Kevin.
Mark laughed as he saw what was inside. It was a framed photograph of Mark, with Brian curled up behind him, on a bed in a hotel room, taken the first day they met. Brian promised he would get Nick for being so sneaky. Brian gave Mark a tour of the four-bedroom house and private fenced backyard, with a pool.
Mark stood on the patio and wrapped his arms around Brian, kissing his ear. "Its absolutely perfect. Chris will love it too."
"I hope so," Brian said quietly. Mark heard the uncertainty in his voice.
"Brian, you don't have to buy Chris' love. You are an incredible man, in large part to how your parents raised you. Just treat Chris the same way and she'll love and respect you. Okay?"
"Okay, love."
They walked back into the house. "So what'll we do for the rest of the evening?" Brian asked with a grin as he grabbed the bottom of Mark's t-shirt and pulled it up over his head.
Mark giggled. "Well, I don't know," Mark said, scratching his head, pretending to think.
Brian ran his finger nails down Mark's bare flesh sending shivers through him. Mark threw his head back and moaned. "Hmmm. You like that?" Brian asked as he walked around behind Mark. He reached up and ran his hands from Mark's shoulders down his back to his taunt ass. He cupped Mark's ass cheeks and squeezed. Mark instinctively tightened his ass muscles.
"Nice," Brian whispered in Mark's ear before nibbling the lobe. He reached around and ran his hands down the muscled chest, down to his pelvis. Mark leaned back against his lover. Brian continued his work, reaching to unbutton and unzip Mark's jeans, pulling them and his boxers down at the same time leaving his ass exposed, right in front of Brian's face. He kissed one firm mound, ran his tongue lightly down the crack between before kissing the other mound. Mark shuddered.
Brian lifted one of Mark's legs, then the other, completely removing his clothes. Mark's heart was racing and his cock was throbbing at Brian's nearness, but he remained standing, allowing Brian to continue his delicious torment. Brian sank to the floor behind Mark and slipped between his legs. He looked up at Mark before engulfing Mark's hanging balls is his hot mouth. Mark gasped. "Oh god, Brian." He had to concentrate on keeping his balance, on standing while that hot mouth sent incredible sensations through his entire body. Mark could feel his cock twitching, growing with each suck and lick Brian gave to his balls. His cock kept brushing over Brian's hair, driving him wild.
Brian finally left his balls and Mark sighed in relief, until Brian ran his tongue along the underside of his shaft. Mark's legs began to give out. Brian stopped. He scrambled to his feet and grabbed Mark's hand, leading him to their bedroom. Brian gave Mark a gentle shove and pushed him onto the bed.
Brian never took his eyes from Mark's as he stripped off his own clothes, then crawled up the bed. Mark watched him with hunger and lust openly on his face. This incredible sexy man was his and he wanted him.
"Brian, make love to me babe?" Mark asked huskily.
Brian smiled sweetly. "In time, my love, all in good time," he said softly before lowering his lips to Mark's forgotten but still throbbing cock. He took the engorged head between his lips, running his tongue in circles over the tip. Mark grabbed at the sheets and thrust his hips up. Brian reached up with one hand and ran it over Mark's chest, pinching one nipple, then the other, all the while sucking the head of his cock. Brian inhaled deeply and swallowed Mark's shaft right to the base causing Mark to groan with pleasure. Brian slowly pulled back, letting the cock slip from his warm mouth until only the head remained. Once again his tongue danced across the tip, tasting the sweet precum leaking out. Brian could feel the tension in Mark; his muscles were taunt. Brian went down again to Mark's public hair. Mark reached down and ran his fingers through the golden locks of the man giving him such pleasure. He knew he couldn't last much longer. Brian sensed this too and began a more rapid motion of throating Mark's cock, then teasing the head before swallowing again.
Suddenly Mark's body went rigid as he reached orgasm. "Oh babe, I'm cumming, Oh god, oh god," he panted as shot after shot erupted from his cock and Brian's mouth greedily swallowed. Finally Brian couldn't swallow any more. Instead of letting the precious juice go to waste, Brian cupped his hands under the river flowing from Mark. He dipped one hand in the warm juices and moved his fingers to the entrance to Mark's hole, spreading the liquid around the edge and gently inside using one finger. He felt Mark twitch. The stream of cum finally eased and Mark collapsed back on the bed. Brian crawled up next to him, feeding him some of his own cum.
"Its not over yet, love," Brian whispered before moving back down the bed. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Mark's hips, and raised Mark's legs. Brian returned his attention to the twitching, puckered hole. He continued to work one finger in and out, then added a second finger, causing Mark to gasp. Brian could see Mark's limp cock already beginning to rise again. He reached out and gave it a quick pull, wiping off any extra cum. He used the added moisture to lube his own engorged cock. He knelt between Mark's legs, raising them to his shoulders so he could have free access to what he wanted, that twitching hole of Mark's ass.
"What do you want, babe?" he asked Mark huskily, teasing his hole with a finger.
"I want you Brian, I want your cock in me. Please, I need it babe, please," Mark begged and Brian gave in. In one quick movement, Brian thrust his thick tool into his lover right to the bottom. Mark cried out from the combination of sensations; pain, passion, fullness and love.
Brian leaned forward to kiss those trembling lips, allowing Mark to adjust to the intrusion in his body. Brian's hands roamed Mark's body, running across his chest, squeezing his balls and running up the shaft of his erect tool.
"Look at me," Brian ordered and Mark met his eyes. Brian kept their eyes locked as he pulled out of Mark. He watched Mark's eyes express the loss and emptiness, then saw them flare with renewed passion as he slammed back into Mark, his balls slapping Mark's ass. Watching the emotion play across his face was driving Brian to the brink and Mark was going with him, his cock already dripping precum for the second time.
Brian continued his torment of Mark, pulling out then slamming back in as hard and as long as he could. When he knew he was about to explode, he pulled out one last time and leaned forward.
"Whose ass is this?" Brian asked softly, pushing back in only slightly. Mark was thrashing on the bed, the teasing driving him wild.
"Its yours, babe, always," Mark panted. "Please give it to me. I need to feel you, I want your cum in me," he begged. Brian kissed him passionately and slammed home, no longer able to hold back. The orgasm was tremendous and sent Mark over the edge. His ass was being filled by load after load of Brian's juices, while his own cock shot cum between the two sweaty bodies, covering both pounding chests. Brian finally collapsed onto Mark who wrapped his arms tightly around the smaller man.
"I don't think you'll ever know how much I love you Brian. You are the other half of me," Mark said softly as their breathing returned to normal.
Brian pulled back so he could see his beloved's face. "And you, my love, are who I've been waiting and searching for my entire life." Mark could read the truth of those words in the beautiful blue eyes staring into his soul.
They drifted into sleep, wrapped around each other, satiated, loved and happy.
It was the blaring sound of the phone ringing that woke both men the next morning. Brian tried to roll over to grab the phone but found himself stuck to Mark's chest. They began to laugh hysterically as they both rolled over, until Mark could reach the phone.
"Hello," he said, still laughing.
"Well aren't we in a good mood today!" Kevin said on the other end.
"Hey Kev, Brian's a little busy right now, so what can I do for ya?" Mark said as Brian grinned beneath him and started licking his chest.
"I just wanted to let him know everything is set for the press conference. The only thing I don't know is what he's planning on doing!"
Brian grabbed the phone from Mark. "Hey Kev, its me. Listen, the five of us will go out first, then I'll do my thing, then we can field questions, okay?" Brian said to his cousin. "Okay, see you in a few hours. And Kev, thanks for everything." Brian handed the phone back to Mark.
"Ya know, I knew we were stuck on each other, but this is ridiculous!" Mark quipped grinning.
Brian groaned. Slowly they pulled their stuck skin apart. They both had quick showers before going to the kitchen for breakfast. Mark cooked up a huge meal of bacon, eggs, pancakes and juice. They couldn't help but look at each other, smile at each other mad touch each other. They ate leisurely, simply enjoying being with each other. Finally they returned to the bedroom to get dressed because a limo was picking them up soon.
The press conference was being held in a large meeting room adjacent to the arena. Brian knew he would be nervous, but he realized it was because of Mark that he wasn't. It didn't matter if this ended his career as a Backstreet Boy; he'd known it wouldn't last forever. All that mattered was that he was finally happy with himself. He had his friends and family and Chris and Mark; the rest was all fleeting, but family was forever.
He finished buttoning his shirt as the doorbell rang. Mark looked at Brian and smiled. They reached for the other's hand and walked downstairs. Nick was at the door and the three returned to the limo. Brian never let go of the warm hand in his.
Mark spoke first, once the car was moving. "I haven't had a chance to thank you guys for your support, for supporting Brian and I, and mainly for supporting Brian in this. You guys really are the truest friends," Mark quickly blinked back the tears he felt welling in his eyes.
Each of them smiled and Howie spoke. "Thanks Mark. I know we haven't known you that long, it's hard to believe it's only a month, but we've all seen you and B together. Its obvious how you feel about each other. We just want Brian to be happy and you seem to fill that ticket. So now we have a new brother and a new niece."
"Which basically means we can razz you and physically beat you with pillows whenever the urge strikes us," A.J. said with a grin.
Everyone laughed. The rest of the drive was made in companionable silence. The car drove to a back entrance and the six men slipped inside.
Brian gathered everyone around, all holding hands and said a short prayer. The four Boys headed out. Brian quickly kissed Mark. "Remember, no matter what, I chose to do this and I love you. Wait for me to introduce you." He followed his bandmates out to the stage amid camera flashes and questions.
"Please, can I have everyone's attention!" Brian said loudly into the microphone. The reporters settled down. "We will answer some questions later, but first I have a statement to make." Brian pulled out a note that no one knew he had written.
"What I'm about to do, I do with the full knowledge and support of my family here on stage with me, and my family back home in Kentucky. All of them have been pillars of strength to me for as long as I've know them." Brian glanced at his friends, each nodding in encouragement. A movement by the door caught his eye and he saw Mark standing there watching, smiling, radiating love. Brian folded up the paper and looked at the reporters. "What I'm doing is not out of duress of any kind, but out of love. I would like to introduce the love of my life," Brian walked towards the doorway, "my boyfriend, Mark Laurance," he said with pride and took Mark's hand, leading him to the stage amid the explosion of camera flashes and barrage of questions.
THE END!!!!!
That's it folks. Hope you liked it. Please let me know what you think. P.S. I had to end it somewhere, I'm one of those people that likes the story to have a beginning, middle and end. Kenitra.