Maze of Moments

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This story is fiction. I don't know Lance Bass, nor the other members of N'Sync. This should imply nothing regarding their lives and their true sexuality. All other characters in this series are fictional, although the locations are real.

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Thanks, and now on with the show!

--Tony

The Maze of Moments - A Kevin and Lance Story

Chapter Six - Sunday Morning, 8 A.M.

"You take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their

bones, oh, they won't come undone, no..."

--from "Hearts and Bones" by Paul Simon

A typical Sunday morning in Mississippi.

The sun rose, piercing the mist which rose off of the ground like smoke rising towards the heavens, burning the morning dew. The earliest of risers began to prepare breakfasts, put finishing touches on sermons that were to be delivered later that morning, or began to examine the newspaper.

In a two bedroom townhouse in the city of Oxford, the morning greeted three young men.

Eric Hagen rolled over and looked at the clock on the night stand next to his bed, the red digital numbers showing that it was nearly eight o'clock. With nothing in particular to do this day, he decided that sleeping in was going to be a rare treat that he intended to take advantage of. There were final exams to study for, but he had all day, so there was no harm in an extra hour or two of rest. However, there was one pressing thing that had to be taken care of first. He had to use the bathroom. Badly.

Across the hall from Eric was the bedroom of his best friend and roommate, Kevin Douglas. This morning was unlike so many other Sunday mornings over the past several months. Because for the first time in a long time, Kevin had company in bed with him. And, much like Eric, this individual was also awake.

Lance Bass had become disentangled from Kevin sometime during the night, and as he rolled over, he saw that his new love interest was laying on his stomach, a pillow tucked under his arms and head. He noticed how relaxed Kevin looked when he slept, and how incredibly sexy he was, all at the same time. There was nothing more that he wanted to do than to cuddle up next to him, and snuggle for a couple more hours. But first, Lance needed to use the bathroom, and rather urgently.

Getting out of bed quietly, he tiptoed over to the bedroom door, making sure that his movements would not wake Kevin, or his roommate. Unknown to him, at that exact same moment, Eric was also moving towards his own door, also making sure to be as quiet as possible.

Needless to say, both doors opened at the same time.

Now, while on tour, Lance walked about in his boxers first thing in the morning, whether it was in a hotel or on the bus, and the other members of N'Sync pretty much did the same thing. Therefore, it wasn't unusual to see one of the other guys after a visit from that most magical of creatures, the "morning wood fairy." Perhaps this was why he made little effort to cover himself upon first seeing Eric. It was simply one of those natural guy things that he had become accustomed to. Someone he met, on the other hand....

"Oh! Eric...I'm sorry man, did I wake you?" Lance asked in a whisper.

Eric was rubbing sleep out of his eyes. "Hey, Lancelot. Nah, I was awake. I just gotta take a leak, that's all." Looking up, he smiled at the young man, who was apparently becoming an important part of Kevin's life. Now, Eric was your normal, heterosexual male. He had no problem with the fact that Kevin was bisexual, nor did it bother him that Lance was gay - if this is what made them happy, then so be it. So, Eric did not usually check out other guys. This morning, however, he couldn't help but notice that Lance was being led out of the bedroom, in a manner of speaking.

"Um...Lance? Do you wanna use the john first?"

"No, that's okay, I can wait a minute or two. Go ahead."

"No...Lance...I really think you should go first."

"Look, are you gonna start with that guest stuff again? 'Cause if you are, then..." The rest of his words were cut off when he noticed Eric smirking and looking away...and then pointing towards Lance's crotch.

"What? What are you......"

Lance looked down.

"Oh SHIT!" Realizing he was a little loud, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand, while turning red in record time.

"Tell ya what. I'll use the downstairs bathroom, you go up here, okay?"

Lance now had his hand over his eyes. "Uh-huh."

Eric now began to walk downstairs. "Oh, and hey...if you're gonna have to do a handstand to piss, make sure your aim is good, okay? I only clean up after dogs." He chuckled as he reached the bottom of the steps. Lance, on the other hand, quickly went into the bathroom. 'I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed in my life....no, wait I take that back..there was the time I walked in on Justin and Brittney.' Sighing, he went about his business, and silently prayed that Eric would be back in his own room by the time he was done.

Peeking his head out of the bathroom, he saw that Eric's door was still open, and he heard the toilet flush from downstairs. He quickly darted over to Kevin's room and closed the door.

Shaking his head, he walked back over to the bed, and got on it. The shift in weight stirred Kevin, who turned his head to face Lance. Opening his eyes slightly, he smiled, and saw Lance smiling back at him.

"Good morning," Lance said softly.

"Great morning," Kevin replied. Lance leaned down, and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"You're up kinda early....let's sleep some more," Kevin said.

"Yeah, I had to use the bathroom. I ran into Eric, too."

"He say anything?"

"In a manner of speaking. He politely informed me that Little Lance was also saying good morning to him."

At hearing this, Kevin broke out into a huge grin, and tried to keep back from laughing.

"It's not funny!"

"I'm sorry. I think it is. I'm also kinda jealous that Eric saw him first!" Kevin rolled over onto his back, and took Lance in his arms, pulling him down so that he lay on his chest.

Lance sighed as he felt the warmth of Kevin's body against his own, and he lay upon his chest. "He didn't seem too surprised to see me."

Kevin shrugged. "Maybe he expected you to be here. Who knows?"

Lance looked up at Kevin and smiled, then leaned in to kiss him again. Kevin wrapped his strong arms around him, holding him close as he returned the kiss, exploring and probing with his tongue. Eventually, they rolled to their sides, much like they had done last night, caressing each other. Lance wrapped his right leg over Kevin's body, and began to slowly rub up against him. The sensations were overwhelming, and he could feel himself becoming aroused. He also felt the powerful girth and length of Kevin's erection pressing into his own crotch, and his eyes opened wide. Breaking the kiss, Lance moved back slightly and looked down.

"I'm impressed," he said.

"Rule number one," Kevin said with a smile. "Size doesn't mean a thing. He gets in the way sometimes, trust me."

"Yeah, but you're so much bigger than me...."

Sighing, Kevin propped himself up with his elbow, holding his head in his right hand. "Let me see."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Let me see. Eric got to already, now I think it's my turn. Pull down your boxers, and show me your dick."

Blushing, Lance rolled onto his back, and pulled down his boxers with trembling hands. His shorts bunched around his ankles, and he leaned up against the headboard.

Kevin looked over Lance's body. While not nearly as developed as his own, it was still nevertheless a heart-quickening sight. His muscles may have been smaller, but they still had definition. His torso was hairless, except for the trail that led from his navel down to his crotch. There, laying against his body, and now somewhat deflated, was his own hardened member.

"Now then. How big are you?"

"Uh....I dunno."

Kevin snorted. "Oh, come on now Lance. Every guy has at some point in their life measured their cock. I'll give you one more try. How big are you?"

"Umm...it's like, almost seven inches, but not quite."

"See? That wasn't too difficult, now was it? That's a pretty good size. Trust me, I think of the two of us here, I'd be kind of an expert. There's nothing to be ashamed of, okay? Like I said, size doesn't mean a thing."

"Yeah, I guess so. Okay, your turn. I showed you mine, now show me yours."

Grinning, Kevin turned over onto his back and pulled down his own boxers, taking them completely off, and tossed them to the floor. His tanned, muscled torso caused Lance to gasp a little, and his eyes followed every peak and ridge, the six-pack that carved his abdomen, and his own happy trail which lead south. Laying just a few inches over his navel was the infamous "Big Kevin," which Eric had named while seeing it in the showers after a football game some time ago. Lance noticed every ridge and vein, the thickness of it, the circumcision scar, and the full, round head which capped it off, so to speak.

"You can touch it if you want to."

Lance looked over at Kevin and grinned. "What happened to baby steps?"

"These are baby steps. Rule number two: there's a difference between playing and going all out. Go on, you can explore a little. I won't mind."

Tentatively, Lance reached over and took Kevin's hard cock into his hand, lifting it up from his body.

"This sucker's pretty thick. Heavy, too."

He stroked it lightly along its whole length, and, with his fingertips, scratched at the underside of the head, just below the distinctly rounded ridge. He could feel the shaft getting harder, if that was possible, and warmer. Kevin closed his eyes and parted his lips, breathing through his mouth. Using his forefinger, Lance began to caress the tip of Kevin's dick, and pulled it away when he realized it was slick with precum.

"Getting turned on, are we?" he said with a grin.

Kevin simply smiled and nodded, saying nothing. It had been a long time, too long, since he felt someones hand besides his own, and he was enjoying this.

Lance went back to work, using his fingertips to smear the natural lubricant all around the head, and got as much as he could down the shaft as well. Then, he encircled his hand around it, his fingertips just barely meeting as they surrounded Kevin's engorged member. Slowly, he began to jack Kevin off, while moving his own body closer so that he could run up against Kevin's leg.

"Feel good?"

"Very."

"What else can I do to make it feel even better?"

"Whatever you want to do, Lance. Like I said, don't be afraid to explore. But only go as far as you're comfortable with."

With that, Lance scooted up the bed somewhat, never releasing his hold on Kevin's dick, and continuing to rub up against him. Then, he leaned forward and flicked at Kevin's right nipple, causing it to harden. Kevin moaned in appreciation, and began to breathe heavier.

"You like that?" Lance asked huskily.

"Yeah...."

Placing his mouth over Kevin's nipple, he began to gently suck on it, swirling his tongue over and around the pebble it had now become. He lightly grazed it with his teeth, which made Kevin shudder in pleasure.

"Oh yeah.....that feels good...."

Lance then kissed his way up towards Kevin's neck, licking here and there with his tongue. He lightly sucked on it, making sure to be careful so as not to leave a mark. Going further, he took his right earlobe into his mouth, flicking at it with his tongue and drawing on it, nursing at it like an infant. All the while, he continued to stroke the hard cock in his hand, working his palm over the head occasionally, smearing more lubricant over it. Kevin could feel his balls churning, and slowly starting to rise in their low hanging sack.

"Lance.....stop a minute...." he said, panting heavily.

Reluctantly, Lance removed his mouth from the ear. "What? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, silly. It feels great. I'm starting to get close, and I don't wanna cum just yet." Rolling back to his side, his mouth met Lances, and he gently, yet firmly, pushed him onto his back. Looking into his rich eyes, he smiled and whispered "My turn...."

Bracing himself on his hands, Kevin kissed Lance on the cheek, and trailed his way down to his neck, where he repeated the actions that had been done on him. He alternated between kissing and darting his tongue against it, moving it about in a variety of patterns. He could smell and taste the residue of the cologne Lance had worn the night before, the sweat that had dried on his body, and he felt the heat rising from it.

For Lance, these were some of the most intense feelings he had ever experienced. His head was turned to the right, his lips parted, his eyes closed. His breathing became heavy, and was punctuated by moans of pleasure escaping from his mouth.

Kevin lay himself on top of Lance so that their erections pressed against one another, and he ground his hips in a fucking motion. He could feel his large balls pressing up against Lances, which, as it turned out, were only slightly smaller than his own. He moved down, carving a path along Lances torso with his mouth, sucking on his left nipple, while with his free hand, began to play with the other one.

All of this was new to Lance, and he quickly learned that jacking off hurriedly behind a closed bathroom or bedroom door paled in comparison to the feelings coursing through his body. Kevin moved off of his body and lay on his left side, taking his dick into his hand. Then, just as Lance had done only moments before, slowly began to stroke it. He continued to kiss at and lick Lance's chest, running his tongue down over his ribs. The sensation was ticklish, and yet erotic all at the same time. Lance ran his hands through Kevin's hair, and he felt his own climax rushing up quickly.

"Oh God....Kevin....oh man....I'm gonna....I'm gonna cum!"

Kevin started stroking faster, and tilted his head so that he could see the results of his efforts. Lance began to groan, and pumped his hips slightly to meet each movement of the hand working his dick.

"Go for it Lance....yeah, let it fly dude..."

"Unnnggghh!!!"

A long jet of semen burst from the head of Lance's cock, landing between his pecs. This was followed by two more good sized streams, then one or two smaller dribbles. Lance gripped the bed sheets with his hands, moaning and thrusting his hips all the while. Kevin continued to work his cock, causing Lance to shudder. Finally, his cock head became too sensitive, and he reached down to stop him.

"Whoa...no more!" he laughed, squirming on the bed a little.

Kevin let go and kissed Lance deeply. Then, propping himself on his hand again, smiled at his friend, who was basking in the afterglow of orgasm.

"How did that feel?"

"Fantastic!"

Kevin chuckled. "Yeah, from the load you got all over you, I'd say that it either was pretty damn good, or you've been saving it up for awhile."

Lance tilted his head down to see the ropes of cum that splattered across his chest and stomach.

"Damn."

"Yeah, no kidding. I'm glad you liked it."

Lance lay back to catch his breath, while Kevin ran his fingertips along his arms and the top portion of his chest. "You got something I can wipe this up with? I'd go get it myself, but I think I've given Eric enough of a show for one day."

"Yeah, hang on a sec." Getting out of bed, Kevin went to his closet, and pulled a washcloth from the hamper. He leaned over to wipe up Lance, who looked over and saw Kevin's dick hanging and swinging between his legs, and the large sack holding his balls behind it. Even soft, it was an impressive sight. Tossing the face cloth back into the laundry, Kevin returned to lay down next to him.

"Want me to finish you off?" Lance asked.

"You could, but I have a better idea."

"What's that?"

"Rule number three: sometimes, it's pretty fucking hot just to watch."

Fisting his cock, Kevin began to leisurely jack off, laying his head back and closing his eyes. Lance, on the other hand, stared intently. Kevin clamped the thumb and forefinger of his left hand down on his right nipple, squeezing it until it hardened again, while he stroked himself with his right hand. Every stroke of his palm sent waves of pleasure washing over him from head to toe. He raised his shoulders slightly, popping his abs out in tight ridges, pumping even more blood into his tingling cock. Every time he pinched his nipple, his toes would curl, and a soft moan would escape from his lips, while his cock jumped and throbbed in his hand. He began stroking faster. Lance watched intently, and while he wasn't totally hard, his dick began to plump up again a little. He ran his hand over Kevin's leg as he looked on.

Finally, Kevin could hold back no longer. His breathing became ragged, and he rolled his head to the right, meeting Lance's mouth. As they kissed, he raised his hips off the bed, and he groaned around the tongue which was dueling with his own. His fist a blur, balls pulled up tight, all the hairs on his body seemed to stand on end. A thick rope of cum shot out from the end of the swollen head of his cock, and sailed over his left shoulder, landing with a loud splat on the headboard behind him. The second blast arced a little lower, falling just below the rounded peaks of his chest. Two more shots of the same length left a trail down to his pubes, and his explosive orgasm finally ended with one or two smaller dribbles. Breaking his kiss with Lance, Kevin gasped for breath, moaning and continuing to squeeze his dick until the last drops oozed out.

Lance looked over Kevin's body, and noticed the shot that had landed behind him. "Fuck!"

Kevin laughed, a little weakly. "Yeah, that's what happens when I don't cum for awhile. It builds up in there, and when it lets loose, innocent bystanders had better watch out!"

"So when was the last time you....uh...."

"Rule number four: if you're gonna play like a big boy, you gotta learn to talk like a big boy and not be embarrassed by it. Now, try it again," Kevin said with a smile.

"Okay. When was the last time you came?"

"About a week and a half ago, I guess. I've been so busy with school, it's been, like, the farthest thing from my mind. Say, could you, uh..." Turning his head, he nodded in the direction of the hamper in the closet.

"Sure." Lance got out of bed and went over to get the face cloth, and then mopped up Kevin's torso, and the headboard behind him. Once finished, he returned to lay back next to him, and snuggled in close, Kevin wrapping his arm around him.

"So, this was playing, huh?" Lance asked.

"Well, there's more to it. We're gonna have fun. But listen, Lance, I wanna be serious for a minute about a couple of things."

"Sure, go ahead."

"Well, first of all, I want you to know that I want us to have a relationship based on more than just this. I know you feel the same way, but it kinda makes me feel better to say it out loud, get it out in the open. I think I've been in too many situations where it was just sex and nothing else. I don't want that with you, Lance. I want this to be special."

Lance looked up and smiled, his eyes getting teary. "Thank you."

"I mean it. And there's something else to go along with this too. We can play around, and have fun, but before we do anything major, I want to get tested."

Lance leaned up on his left elbow. "Tested?"

Nodding, Kevin turned to face him. "Yeah. Now, I'm not a male slut or anything, but I've been with my fair share of guys...and girls too. It's not something I'm proud of, but it's happened, and that's that. I'm also not too proud of the fact that I wasn't always careful, either."

"You didn't use protection?"

"Not always, no. I'm almost one hundred percent positive that I'm safe, but I don't want to take any chances. The last thing I want to do is get you sick. So, before we go from playing to other things, I want to get tested, make sure I'm okay. I'm sure I am, but I want to be totally positive."

Lance was quiet for a moment and stroked Kevin's arm as he digested everything he just heard. After a minute or so, he spoke in a soft voice. "I appreciate your being honest with me. You know, it never dawned on me that we would need to be careful. And I don't think any less of you. If anything, admitting what you just did and wanting to make sure everything will be okay before we go any further only makes me proud of you."

Kevin let out a sigh of relief. "I'm so glad you said that. I was afraid you were gonna be pissed or something."

"No, not at all." He paused before continuing. "Why didn't you wear a condom all the time?"

Kevin shrugged. "Being young and horny sometimes means being stupid. A lot of times things just kinda happened and I started thinking with the head on my dick instead of the head on my shoulders." Then, looking at Lance with a shit-eating grin on his face, he decided to change the mood. "Besides, do you know how hard it is to find rubbers in my size? Talk about cutting off the blood flow!"

The two young men laughed, and embraced each other warmly. Lance sighed and cuddled next to Kevin, resting his head on his chest. "What time is it?" he asked.

Kevin looked over at the clock. "Almost nine. Want to snooze for about an hour?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. Then, it's my turn to cook for you guys."

"Okay." Kevin planted a kiss on Lance's head and closed his eyes.

"You know what Kev?"

"What?"

"I think I'm falling in love."

"Me too, Lance. Me too."

End of Chapter Six