Thanks:- This is the fourth part in my story and I would like to thank all those persons that mailed me and gave suggestions on which direction to move this story in. I know that I promised Tonny not to put him at the point again (I thinks he's shy) but his story "When U Say Nothing At All" recently ended and if you haven't checked it out yet do it now... but after you've read mine :) If you wish to be placed onto my mailing list to be told when the next part is out just mail me and I will do. Finally I would appreciate any comments (good or bad) to: bigc79_uk@yahoo.com Thanks and hope you enjoy the story :)
Disclaimer:- This story is fiction and does not imply anything about the group NSYNC or any other person involved in full or in part. If you are under the legal age to read such material in your area please leave immediately. The author takes no responsibility for anyone's actions based upon this work of fiction.
GRAND ENCOUNTER
Chapter Four:
"What the fuck do you mean by EXCELLENT?" Hissed Chris as he stared at JC, "Do you mind telling us HOW can this be a GOOD thing?" he ask sarcastically.
"Nope not yet!" was all that came from JC's slim lips.
"Oh no you are not doing the silent thing to us this time" Lance, becoming part of the conversation, said in a demanding tone as he lets his business manner take over.
"Just trust me..." JC said this to the entire group making sure to make eye contact with each and every one of them. "Let's change the topic shall we!" this time JC looked towards Clive and started to smile coyly.
"How much longer are you guys in London for anywaz" Clive stepped in taking JC's hint and come up with the first thing that he could think of.
"We've got another 2 days off and then we have one performance somewhere here and then we are off to Birmingham! I think that's it... where ever IT is..." Lance said still standing besides Clive. It was this that made Joey and Chris both notice that every one except Joey was standing.
"Here take a seat Clive" Joey patted the long sofa in the room. And as Clive made his way over to it, the others all dispersed and each took a different seating position with JC next to Clive, Lance sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the two of them. Justin took the other single seater but seemed to keep his distance and Chris walked over to where Joey was sitting and tentatively sat down on the armrest.
There was a moment of silence as everyone looked at each other apart from Justin who sat almost isolated on the other side of the room. This isolation was not brought on by anyone else but was self-induced by Justin, but Lance knew the real reason for his Justin's solitude.
"Hey Just... you alright?" Clive asked in a caring voice looking over at the younger singer with a look of concern on his face.
"I'm just whacked! I think I might head of to bed and get some shut eye." Was all Justin said in a small frail voice still not looking up at anybody.
As he rose to his feet, Lance noticing that the others did not make a move to help, got up to his feet too. He turned to Justin, telling him that he would help him to his room before heading off to bed. Justin, visibly unhappy with the situation, agreed to being baby-sat by Lance.
"Night..." all of the rest of the NSYNC group said in unison followed by Clive's "Night Just, hope you sleep well. Talk to ya soon ok?"
"Yeah sure... I'd love that." again was all Justin said still not wanting to start a conversation with any one, not even Clive.
As Justin and Lance left the room quietly, a sudden wave of exhaustion came over the remaining 4 men in the room and one by one they started to yawn.
"I guess that's my cue to head back home." Clive stated as he stood up slowly. From the side of his eyes he could see JC getting up to follow him, so with a slight movement of his head he turn to show that JC should stay by frowning at his action.
"Will you be at work tomorrow?" JC asked in a soft voice but with eagerness in it. Then belatedly look away to the ground, as Justin had been earlier.
"Nope... I'll be here," Clive said with a cheeky grin coming across his face, and at that JC let out a sigh or relief and then looked over again to Clive and then to Joey and Chris.
"Tomorrow we have to do something with Justin to get his spirits up. Ya know what I mean!" JC added before looking back to Clive.
Reaching into his inside pocket of his coat, Clive pulled out a silver holder and removed a small white card and handed it to JC. "Call me in the morning and let me know when I should turn up and what I should bring." After gaining the small shy nod from JC's head, he smiled his little knowing smile to JC and then headed towards the door. He turned for the final time and said his goodnights to the group before leaving and pulling the door quietly shut.
Joey and Chris looked at each other and then towards JC to see him looking lost in his own thoughts. Again silence hit the room until JC rose to his feet and head towards the door. Leaving without a word said to the other two in the room.
"That boy has got it bad!" Joey burst out laughing looking at Chris who reached into his back pocket and pulled out a 20 and handed it over to Joey and preceded to say, "You called it... he most definitely is in Loooooveeeeeeee!" At that they both broke into laughter and hugged each other before saying their good nights.
Clive made his way back to his house in Kensington not far from the hotel and stepped into the large open hallway and started to reflect on what had happened that day. As he stood motionless in the hall thinking, he heard a faint noise coming from the lounge area and moved through. Looking down the long lounge Clive could make out a slender figure of a man bent forward and going through his CD collection.
"Hi honey is that you?" a voice came from the far end of the lounge.
"Pete!"
The next morning, Lance woke early as ever and looked over towards the largeking-size bed upon which Justin had fallen asleep the night before. He had cried himself to sleep as Lance watch over him like a hawk. As he had refused to let Lance hold him or to make him aware that he had Lance's brotherly love, Lance had no choice but to spend his night on the sofa, because nothing would stop him from protecting his best friend Justin.
Moving slowly and trying to be quiet Lance got to his feet but as he put weight on his bent legs they cracked at the joints stirring Justin slightly. Lance stood up straight and headed over to the door and unlocked it and taking the key card that lay on the side table by the door and headed off to his own room to shower and change.
Justin continued to wake slowly after hearing Lance leave the room and groggily looked over towards the clock that lay on the bedside table and moaned at the time. Even when they were on a break some how one of them managed to wake the others before 10:00 and this was no exception.
Getting up slowly Justin realized that he was still wearing the clothes that he had the whole of yesterday and felt dirty, so moving gingerly towards the bathroom he got out of his clothes finding that the plaster cast caused little problems. Eventually he was naked and looked at his tight stomach in the wall length mirror before turning around and heading in to the shower making every effort to leave the plastered arm outside the shower as not to get it wet.
The warm water washed over Justin's body and all his feelings flowed out of him and he slowly began to cry again. He stayed like this for almost half an hour before stepping out of the shower. He left the clothes on the floor where he had stepped out of them earlier and grabbed a towel and covered him self up before heading out of the bathroom. Needless to say he was surprised to notice the Lance was sitting on his bed reading and had not seemed to notice that he had entered the room.
"What you doing here Lance?" Justin questioned but not in an angry tone but in an almost confused one.
Lance just looked up at Justin and smiled gently before returning his gaze to the article that he was reading.
The morning went by as normal. The five guys had decided to head out and do some shopping, Lance being the inquisitive one found out a couple of good places to do their shopping. Thus they headed out to Old Bond Street, then to Leister Square, and then to Oxford Street. By the end of the morning, all of them had bought a fair amount of presents for people back home and the occasional gifts for one and other.
It was when they were heading back towards the hotel that Joey noticed one of the London's few outdoor basketball courts, and before anyone could object, the Limo had pulled up and Joey was away...
"Come on guys! This is soo cool. Street basket!" shouted Joey as he beckon them to follow.
The guys in the limo looked at each other and shrug their shoulders, as they got out and followed Joey.
The others followed and they played for what seemed like forever (even Justin with his arm in the cast). But after a some time JC called it a day and reminded them all that Clive was to be coming and he made his way back towards the still waiting limo. Once inside the other followed and JC reached into his wallet and pulled out the still almost immaculate looking business card that he had been handed only yesterday. Not a lengthy conversation was carried out but soon enough JC had arrange to meet Clive and a friend back at the hotel in little under an hour and with that they were off back to the hotel.
Pete walked down the corridor... it reminded him of every hotel that he had ever been in except that this one was furnished in extravagance.
Peter stepped up to the solid wood door questioning the reason why this and no other door had been left ajar. Stepping into the room Peter noticed that nobody was present in the room but confidant that he was in Chris' room (the one Clive had sent him to) he decided to make his way across the large open room. Setting down on the single chair he began to take in the room in its entirety. After 5 minutes Peter's view came upon a small discreetly hidden bar. Walking over to the well equipped bar he started to pour himself a "Jack Daniels on the rocks", as he placed the cold tumbler up to his lips he heard a faint noise of running water coming from the adjacent room. Assuming it was the maid that he had passed earlier on in the corridor he moved over towards the room to make idol conversation as Clive still hadn't turned up and neither had the others. Stepping to the door he placed his now cold hands upon the brass handle and pushed down to open the heavy door. As the door moved in a cloud of steam appeared from the gap. Apparent that the maid was not the person in the room Peter still continued to enter the room to find out how it was in there. He moved into the room and could see across the far side of the large marble room that there was a shower and a large shell shaped bath in the center. As Peter moved further into the room, slow dulcet groans coming from the shower. Stepping towards the closed shower he could make out the light frame of a man that leaned back against one side of shower only displaying an outline of his firm round buttocks. Out of intrigue he continued moving closer and closer into the steam filled room.
"Clive... oh god!"
"What..." was all that Peter could manage mouthed, unfortunately not quite enough to go unheard by Justin.
"Who the fuck..." Justin began to say out of stone cold shock.
"I'm... I'm sorry, I... just got the wrong room!" Peter blurt out at the same time as turning sharp on his heals and heading towards the door.
"Wait" Justin forced out still out of breath but alarmed that he had been caught fantasying about Clive but not only that, that he couldn't place the voice and had to find out who it had been in there with him. "Don't leave the room... I mean could you wait in the main room for me."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to" Peter remained calm but still kept heading out the room.
"Please just wait... please" Justin forced out again but this time with some need and despair in his voice.
With out answering him Peter continued his way out towards the main room with no intention of waiting for who ever he had stumbled in on (if you could call it stumble on, when surely it was really prying). Moving quickly Peter slung his body forward aiming straight towards the door that was open earlier and led him into this person's room with out his permission. Just as he reached for the door handle he heard the now closed bathroom door swing open in a furry and slam coldly against the backstop.
"Wait I can explain..." Justin began before breaking down into a heap just outside the bathroom, crying quietly to himself and now looking forcefully at the floor and avoiding looking up to the other man now standing still at the door.
Laying his hand against his side Peter turned to face Justin with out realizing how vulnerable the youth was. Laying his gaze on Justin made Peter want to reach out and touch him, force away the anguish and tears that he held and let him know that everything was fine with him. Only then did the realization that this young man, weeping in a curled up ball in front of him, had actually called out Clive's name in what could only be called a moment of pure pleasure.
"How did you know Clive... You know Clive... You're a friend of Clive's... How did you get to know Clive..." was all that he could muster out of his mouth as words began to rapidly fail him.
"You know Clive?" Justin replied, not answering the previous question as he was now intrigued at where the other man was leading with his question. And conveniently forgetting the embarrassing situation of calling out Clive's name earlier.
"As it happens yes... that is if we are talking about the same Clive" this time emphases was placed on Clive's name as Peter was slowly becoming impatient (as he generally did).
"To be honest I don't really know him as much as the others do... JC talks to him more than me, but to cut a long story short he helped me out several times after meeting him at his club."
Easing up his tone and now standing more comfortably Peter realized that he still had held in his hand the drink that he had prepared earlier. He lent over and placed the tumbler down on the table next to door before stepping forward towards Justin's heaped body, which was still on the floor.
"Here let me help you up. My name is Peter... but you can call me Pete if you want." Peter reached out both his hands in a gesture to help the young man up before continuing, "and you are?"
Justin's eyes slowly moved from the patch of carpet that he had been studying diligently and his gaze move towards the leather uppers that the man in front was wearing. As his eyes trailed up the long thin slender legs of the well dressed man standing in front of him he began to open is mouth to answer the normally easy question that had be asked of him. But by the time that Justin was feasting upon Peters face all that he could manage to force out of his lips was a short gasp (as if he was attempting to breath for the first time).
"I'm sorry I didn't catch that" Peter said with a small smile forming on his full red lips.
"Errm... Just... Justin" he said still dumbfounded by the beauty of this Adonis in front of him.
"Nice to meet you Justin... now get your ass of that floor and get some clothes on. After all I don't want to have to explain to his lordship how come you ended up with a cold and also how we met!"
"Who?"
"Duhh... the one that you were screaming for a minute ago!"
"Shit, please don't say anything... I'm not gay or anything..."
"Yeah and I'm not either!"
Justin could not say anything back at him he just sat still looking up at this man and then a smile began to appear on his face. Reaching up towards Peters waiting hands he grasped them firmly and let the tall man pull him slowly to his feet.
Now it was Peters turn to step back and look upon the equally good looking young male standing almost naked in front of him (only covered by a small towel barely large enough to cover all the vital areas). Letting his eyes visibly wander up and down the smooth upper of Justin and at the same time mouthing incoherent words of lust. Justin whose eye brows were arched upwards to the center and then a questioning smirk came across his face before his speaking broke this long moment.
"So Peter... you still haven't told me how you know Clive"
"We went to school together" Peter pondered for a second before continuing as if recollecting times from the past, "we were both prefects at school and have been close friends ever since. Justin..." he began again now looking directly into those deep blue eyes and wishing that he didn't have to leave but felt that Clive would already give him a lecture for not meeting that band that he had told him about earlier. "I really have to go now, I'm sorry but I promised Clive that I would meet some band hear and to be honest I thought that this was the room I was supposed to go to."
Justin just chuckled out loud before looking at Peter and put on a puppy dog look, "do you remember who you were going to meet" he asked already knowing the answer.
"Errm yeah... NSync I think he said, why you know them" he asked genuinely seeming not to know who or what Justin really was.
"Yeah I have a pretty good idea" was all he said beaming brighter than before.
"Great do you know if any of them are around? Stupid why would you know that... well can you at least show me where they are staying... I know it is on this floor some where." Throughout out his whole little speech he hadn't broken for Justin to mention that he had already found them or at least one of them, but was enjoying watching him squirm around for the right words.
"Well to your questions, yes and yes!"
"What do you mean yes and yes? Yes you know if they are around or yes you know where they are staying?"
"As I said yes to both" Justin now broke out in to full blown laughter which only left Peter standing even more confused than earlier.
Justin calmed down enough to just catch his towel from falling from his waist and moved over to the bedroom. Out of curiosity Peter followed but not before returning to where he had placed his drink and now retrieved it muttering to himself that he thought that he would need it.
"So tell..." was all he said stepping up behind Justin, and now being given a closer view of the well developed back of the obviously younger man standing in front of him.
"Do you know the group that you were going to see today?"
"Stop with the questions... enough already!" Peter said obviously getting annoyed.
"Just answer the question will ya" Justin replied still looking forward but with a gradually developing smile.
"Only by their music, why any waz?"
"Can you sing or hum any of their music?"
"Yeah if you want... but I thought that you said that you knew where they were staying?"
"I do but would you sing a song of theirs for me?"
"Only if you promise to stop all the questions and give me some answers"
"I will, you'll see!" Justin said now with a devilish gin on his face.
Peter held the glass in both hands and started to sing 'God must have spent a little more time on you...' and before long was joined in harmony by Justin who slowly turned around to face Peter. Only at that moment as Justin began to sing did it dawn on Peter who he was standing and singing with. As quickly as he had started to sing he stopped and his jaw just dropped.
"Shit... oh Shit... you ARE NSync! Oh Shit" was all Peter could say being unable to construct a full adult like sentence.
With that Justin couldn't control himself any more his need to be near this total stranger was unquestionable. Justin couldn't tell if it was because of his attractive form or his understanding tone in his voice but he just plunged forward and hugged the taller man standing now chest to chest with him. Until now Justin hadn't noticed how tall Peter was. After all most of the time he had spent was on the floor looking up to him but now that he was in an embrace with the well dressed but yet embarrassed man in his arms he could tell that he had to be near 6'4". Not as tall as Clive but nearly and his looks were more angular than Clive's but for some reason even though only 15 minutes ago he had been fantasizing over Clive he felt more of an attraction towards this complete stranger.
"Errm Justin... you really are gay aren't you?" Peter forced out even though he could hardly breath through the constricting squeeze.
"I... I don't know" Justin said with his eyes clouding up and pulling away from Peter.
"It's ok with me, after all you know that I'm gay, and as for Clive... what can I say? I had a crush on him way back!" with that Justin didn't withdraw any further, instead he stopped and began to advance again this time tilting his head to the side.
Slowly and quietly Peter opened his lips but instead of meeting with Justin's he posed a question to Justin that he thought would take him by surprise.
"Are you sure that you want to do this? I mean after your fantasies of Clive and all..." but before he could finish his lips were met with Justin's and all that was heard was a small moan of acknowledgement. Peter lent back and again placed the drink on the near by table and then pushed his hands up to meet with Justin's firm stomach. He then began moving his hands up gently rubbing his tight front before resting his hands on Justin's semi-firm pectorals.
Justin's hands began to reciprocate Peter's motions but on the outside of the designer shirt. Justin head fell back in excitement as Peter began to play tentatively with his nipples, gently pinching them and rubbing them, but this wasn't the only indication to him that Justin was in the height of sexual excitement. There now rather large tent that had formed under the small towel at front that showed of his true excitement.
"You know I've never done this before" Justin weekly smiled towards Peter but behind the smile was a look of excitement met with the look of absolute fear as to what might happen.
"Let me lead you and when you are ready... just take control" was all Peter said quenching Justin's obvious apprehensions. With that Peter moved his hands (which were still stroking and pinching around Justin's pectorals) down towards his hips moving past the tight formation of an already appearing six pack. Gently placing the palms of his hands on either side of Justin's hip with his long slender fingers pointing towards Justin's buttocks, Peter placed each of his thumbs under the carefully folded towel which was still being held up and then began to move his hands lower. With each movement the towel loosened and eventually as Peter's hands were resting on the side of Justin's outside thigh the towel dropped in a small pile in the middle of the room.
With out removing his eye contact from Justin, Peter moved his hands back up to the firm chest of the smaller framed man standing directly in front of him. Without and resistance Peter slowly forced Justin backwards until he came into contact with the large King size four poster that was positioned in the middle of the room, and with one small push the younger male collapsed back on to the silk sheeted bed beneath him.
Only now was Peter's stare broken from Justin's as he surveyed the beauty that lay out stretched on the sheets in front. This man was tall yet slender with, as already noted, a firm development in both the upper chest and the lower abdominal section. He was smooth except for the light dense patch of hair that collected above and around his crouch and his under arms. Justin's gaze was still transfixed on the taller man who was standing upright between his legs. All that he could do was to release a million-dollar smile to let this male know that he was his to do as he pleased (and by now no sense of apprehension was even noticeable in Justin's face).
Taking a step back Peter began to seductively remove his garments that had covered his well-toned body. Slowly removing his gray double breasted jacket and with total disregard for it, tossed it into the far corner of the room before making his way to the top of his shirt. Pulling firmly down on the silk dapper tie that and as with the jacket throwing it to aside, he slowly but gradually undid one button at a time, reveling his firm and prominent 6 pack that was hidden from Justin all this time.
As Peter's chest and stomach became more and more exposed Justin's excitement heightened. He had never been in a sexual situation before not even with a woman and this was all to new for the 18 year old... as each button was unfastened Justin's penis bounced with anticipation of what was to come. As Peterun fastened the last of the buttons Justin could not hold in his need to touch the slender man and pulled himself off the bed, but still in a sitting position nuzzled his head into this mans firm stomach. At the same time he began to work his hands on the belt that held what he was waiting for, eventually unclasping the leather strap he began to undo the trouser button and then the fastener. By this time the combination of Justin's mouth paying attention to his stomach and Justin's hands unsheathing his aching crotch had sent Peter in to a frenzy of lust, forcing his to groan and through his head back in total delight.
Before Justin could finish pulling the zip down on Peter's front he was again forced back on the bed that he still sat on but this time in a surprised state. Taking another step back Peter reached for the tumbler that he had held only a short moment before and instead of bring the glass up to his mouth he placed his left hands index and thumb into the small glass. Needless to say Justin was perplexed by his actions, after all both himself and Peter were obviously aroused and here he was biding his time and doing something that to be honest is not a very normal thing. Still he watched out of pure amazement and his eyes lit up when he eventually realized that it wasn't the drink that he had been going for but instead the ice in the drink.
Peter brought the ice cube to his mouth and sucked seductively on it before placing it's whole into to his mouth... the sweet taste of the Jack D could be tasted on the ice-cold cube that he slowly moved around in his mouth. Moving forward to in-between Justin's legs Peter began to lower himself till he was kneeling on one knee and then just looked up at the now waiting face of Justin who was obviously in need of some release. With his still moist left hand he reached out and took a firm hold of Justin's base and leaned forward, but before moving any further looked up to get some signal that it was all right with him. Upon receiving a slight smile and a look on his face as to say "please no more waiting" Peter lunged forward and tasted the pure nectar of Justin head and gently sucked and licked tentatively at first. Justin was in heaven, he had never experienced anything this erotic in all his life. He had spent many hours self pleasuring his self dreaming and imagining what it would be like to have a man as beautiful as Peter give himself to him but never had it ever been like this. Just then Justin gasped as Peter slowly moved the ice cube (that was slowly melting in his mouth) over the sensitive head that was being sucked with all the skill that Peter could muster. Moving the cold object around the head and then down the shaft of Justin's penis was almost all that he could take and at that Justin reached forward and took a hold of the short hair that was accessible to him. Peter felt Justin's hands on the back of his head and he took this as a sign to take the enlarged cock further into his mouth. Although it must be said that he was slightly cautious because he had never deep throated anyone before and although Justin's cock wasn't that wide it was long. By now the ice in Peters mouth had all but melted leaving Justin's penis in need of release and as Justin moved his hands through the hair that they were caressing the head moved down even further and Justin could feel his penis at the back of Peter's through. He couldn't take it any more and as he arched his back up and threw his head back in pleasure a slight screech came from deep inside his lungs. With that Justin released volley upon volley of hot fluid deep down inside of Peter and due to the position of his cock Peter could only swallow. But wanting to taste him he moved back up and this time was meet by another shot of hot slightly salty fluid before Justin collapsed back onto the bed still gasping for air.
"Fuck... fuck... that has to be the most I have ever shot." Justin forced out with a look of complete satisfaction on his face.
"Justin, you know you taste so sweet" Peter replied before licking his lips and standing to his feet. "But I think that we should go find the others before Clive has an 'Benny fit' and does a 180 on us!"
"You're... right" Justin continued still out of breath and not really wanting to get up any time soon.
With that Peter reached down and helped Justin to his feet and they both began to rearrange them selves. Peter re-clothed him self as best he could even thought his jacket was looking a bit disheveled and he began to straighten up his hair which had been totally moved out of place by Justin earlier on. Justin too got ready and decided to ware a baby blue long length tight shirt over a white T-shirt, along with some cream color trousers.
Both men stepped out of the room and Justin turned towards Peter planting the first light kiss onto this man before turning and walking a few doors along to an adjacent room. Peter stood behind Justin and then let him lead the way. The door was slightly ajar as had Justin's been earlier and a loud noise could be heard emanating from the room inside. Justin slowly turned is head around to take one last look at the Adonis standing behind him before entering the room. He was meet with a unison of "Justin about time" and " where you been" but all that faded into a blur until he heard the words from behind his head,
"Hi there darling..." Peter had interjected and directed at Clive who
in response smiled and waved him in...
TBC
Sorry for the long delay on the story but with Christmas and all... and now of all things my computer is broken so I will have to build a new one! Ahhhhh. Any waz again if you wish to be placed onto my mailing list to be told when the next part of my story is out... don't hesitate to mail me and I will do :) Ooh and sorry Tonny for putting that in the heading even after you asked me not to :) I totally forgot! LOL
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