Disclaimer! This is not true and it has no reflection on Nysnc or BSB and there sexuality or sexual preference!
Sorry about this taking so long to get out.. hope you are enjoying this!-Mel
Games Of Desire-Chapter 7
By Mel
2001
Kevin sat down on the bed, waiting for Lance to make a move. He didn't have to wait that long. Lance sat down beside him, and touched a nipple, the alcohol in his system making him a little reckless.
Kevin raised one eyebrow at the bold move, but his body shuddered at the caress. It had been a long time since another man had touched him, and his body started humming. He wanted more.
"You know I came over here to talk to you about Justin," Lance said, in a lust thickened voice, "But now I just want to fuck you."
Kevin's whole body jolted. Lance's deep voice had gotten deeper, if that was possible. Kevin's eyes turned impossibly green. Their lips met, and parted. Oh dear lord. The kiss deepened and their tongues teased one another, bodies leaning closer.
There was desperation in that first kiss, born of loving people they couldn't have.
They pulled apart slowly, panting. "I am interested in hearing what you have to say," Kevin said, cupping Lance's jaw, and rubbing his thumb along the jawline,
"But right now.. I just want you." And his lips came crashing down on Lance's. They tumbled back on the bed, maneuvering their bodies closer, until there was almost no space between them.
It didn't take long for Kevin to shed his boxers and Lance to slip out of his clothes. Heated skin met heated skin.
Kevin's hands wanted to touch every inch of Lance's skin, all at once. His desire for what he couldn't possibly have fueled him, and Lance was experiencing the same thing. It drove them.
Lance rolled Kevin onto his back, licking his way down to his throbbing erection, leaving no inch of skin untouched. Kevin moaned, arching his back. It felt so fucking good, it was hard for Kevin to catch a breath.
"Lance..please" he gasped, trying to get Lance to focus on his aching dick. Lance traced Kevin's tattoo, and Kevin practically growled. He needed so much more, this was torture. Delicious torture.
Lance was finding it hard to breathe himself. He may have lusted and loved Jc for a while now, But right then the only person he was really thinking of...was Kevin.
He knew Kevin couldn't take much more, and lowered his mouth over Kevin's cock. Kevin's body bowed as Lance took him all the way to the base. "Oh fuck..Lance..I.. cant..believe..oh shit!"
He cried out, his fingers twisting the sheets as he tried to hold on.
Lance increased the suction. He loved the taste, the feel of Kevin's thick cock in his mouth. Kevin screamed.
JC sighed. Justin had stopped responding to him, and rolled away. He knew who was on his mind. It hurt. He knew that it was time to let Justin go, he just couldn't bring himself to do that.
"Baby, what is it?" He asked, hoping his voice didn't crack. Justin forced himself to turn around. It wasn't Jc's fault. It was his.
"Nothing.. I just. I don't want to bring this up today." His eyes begged Jc.
JC's blood froze. He knew what Justin was going to say. He was going to leave him. He forced himself to relax.
"Ok, sweetheart, we can talk about it later." Justin looked grateful.
"Just hold me, ok?"
JC nodded, and pulled Justin into his arms, feeling his heartbeat. He just wished that it beat for him. Tears welled up in his blue eyes and rolled down his cheeks.
Justin knew Jc was crying, and felt his own tears start. They may have been holding eachother close, but they were miles apart.
Nick watched Chris sleep. He loved just being able to hold him, and it happened so rarely. It wasn't just that the bands were supposed enemies, It was also the way the rest of the group would react.. not to mention his family. He shuddered slightly as he thought of his mother's reaction if she found out that he was gay.
He slipped out of bed, and wrapped himself in a sheet, opening the balcony door and watching the lights of the city. He ran a hand through his spiky hair, thinking.
He knew it was way past time to tell his bandmates. He just didn't know how to do it. He hoped his bandmates would support him, but he was scared of their reactions.
Strong arms came around his waist. "Penny for your thoughts." Nick sank back into Chris' arms.
"I've been thinking. I think it is time. I don't want to hide it from my friends.. I want to tell the group." Chris sucked in a breath. He had been wanting Nick to tell his group for a while.
"Really?" Nick turned around to look his lover in the eye.
"Yes. And I want you to tell yours." Nick stood still for a moment, then relaxed. This had been coming for a long time.
"Yes." Chris kissed him. He knew this was not going to be easy for either of them, but he couldn't hide his feelings for Nick any longer. It was way past time.
The sun was rising as they woke up, wrapped in eachother's arms. This was the day. They just hoped it didn't destroy everything they had worked for in the process...tbc...