General Announcements ~ Hey again! I want to thank everyone for sending me so many supportive email! It meant a lot to me and made me work hard on this chapter. Really quickly hi to Kyle, Gene, Kevin, Jason, Shawn, Pat, and JM.
When you have the chance, you should be reading: Brian and Justin, Not Meant to Be, Intimate Stranger, Two Sides of a Coin, Singing 4 Wrighter, All Grown Up, and of Course THE ONE! = )
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This I Promise You By Rick
Chapter 2: The Ides of March
Justin lazily dangled his leg around the dimly lit pool, perturbed about the intense dream he had just experienced. Sure he had fantasies about other men before, sometimes about the other members of NSync. Yes, he could even admit to himself that a majority of his favorite dreams centered on his best friend Joshua Chasez. Wonderfully vivid images of the two writhing between silken sheets, being taken into pure bliss on some foreign sandy shore, or rubbing each other in an erotic dance as they showered together. However, this dream . . . this dream was different. All the other dreams were just about getting off. He assured himself, that it was something all young men fantasized about once in awhile. Justin had shrugged it of as a phase, nothing to be concerned about. Sure he wasn't interest in girls, but he just hadn't found the right one to make him want sex. He never doubted his sexuality until this fateful night in which, the vision had made him open his mind and his eyes to reality. This dream . . . an omen of sorts had depicted him getting married, just like he had always dreamt of. But here he was marrying his best friend! Not some pretty brunette that he had envisioned would make him be a man. It was a severe shock to his perception because this dream about another male, moreover his best friend was not about hot passionate sex but . . . for LOVE.
Remembering the look on JC's face he could only see a pure and utter love; something that transcended any love he had ever felt for anyone before, even from his own parents. It scared him; it horrified him, because he knew he was feeling the exact same way about JC. Like he could never be complete if he had to live the rest of his life without the one man that could make him feel like Justin Randall Timberlake: a sweet, passionate, down to earth kind of guy, who just happened to be a talented singer. He didn't want to need someone else to feel complete. He just wanted to be his own man and make sure his family lived a nice comfortable life.
"This can't be happening to me," Justin mumbled to himself as he looked up at the nighttime sky. He carefully laid himself down on the cold cement floor and folded his arms underneath his head for comfort. Clad only in a pair of Abercombie & Fitch boxers, he shivered slightly as the cool Orlando breeze swept across his large backyard.
"Make a wish," a deeply soothing voice told him as a shooting star cascaded its way toward the earth. It plummeted from the sky with brilliance, providing a chance for two star-crossed lovers. Justin bolted upwards from his reverie startled by the sudden intrusion of his musing.
"Don't do that!" he loudly hissed with a wide-eyed expression still visible on his face.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" the voice questioned as he gently started kneading away at Justin's tense muscles. Justin exhaled slowly, thoroughly enjoying the massage he was being given. "Couldn't sleep either?" the masseuse questioned.
"Not really, I just had an upsetting dream. I couldn't fall back asleep," Justin responded as he began losing himself with ever push and pull of the strong muscular hands behind him.
"What was your dream about," the man questioned paying closer attention to the nape of Justin's neck. Justin moaned softly further aroused by that particular section of his body. "Justin?" the man questioned with slight satisfaction.
"Hmmm?" Justin questioned in a daze, appearing to be in a drugged state of being.
"You with me here buddy," the man questioned jokingly.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Justin asked with slight embarrassment.
"I asked you what was your dream about," he reiterated. "My you're really tense right here," the voice pointed out, taking extra time massaging the knots away.
"Mmmm," Justin softly moaned under his breath. "Oh my dream? It was nothing, just . . . just really strange," Justin covered quickly.
"Come on, you know you can tell me anything," the voice countered, playfully running his fingers through Justin's curly locks.
"Josh . . ." Justin started speaking, but quickly trailed off.
"Ya?" his best friend questioned.
"Nothing," Justin sputtered with confusion. This was so strange to him. The normal everyday interaction between each other was becoming more then just a game between two good friends. Here in the solace of their backyard, Justin become alarmingly aware of how gentle and warm JC's hands were. How they softly caressed his body until all his worries and problems seemingly melted away. Even JC raking his hands across his hair seemed like an erotic aphrodisiac to the young man. Justin's heart ached, not only because he was being tortured by fate but also, because he ached to have more. Nothing more then to have JC wrap his strong reassuring arms around his body and never let go.
"SPLASH!"
Justin gasped as he suddenly felt himself in the water. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Justin hissed loudly, coughing and sputtering water. He quickly eyed Josh as he too was in a similar state of undress with only a pair of silk boxers.
"Hey I warned you I would throw you in if you didn't answer me. You were just too out of it to notice," JC chuckled with amusement.
"Whatever! Well? Aren't you going to help me out?" Justin questioned as he held up his hand.
"Ummm, No, that's OK. Wouldn't want you pulling me in now would I?" JC laughed, too wise for silly games.
"No fair!" Justin pouted with childish abandon. Since he was already wet and inside the pool Justin began swimming short laps around the refreshing water.
"SPLASH!"
Justin's head popped out of the water as he heard the entrance of another body into the water. He turned around and noticed JC's absence from the deck. "JC?" he questioned softly, well aware of JC's love of scaring him.
"BOO!" a voice whispered into his ear behind him. Justin spun around and was greeted with JC's smiling face. "Don't want you pouting at me all day now would I?" JC questioned as he began paddling through the water.
"You didn't have to," Justin replied.
"Yes I did," JC countered diving underneath only to come up behind Justin and pull him down. The two became quickly engrossed with an underwater-wrestling match. After a grueling few moments, the two finally surfaced with JC pinning Justin at the edge of the pool.
"Josh, you're hurting me!" Justin cried out in pain.
"Oh my God! Are you OK? I'm so sorry Justin I didn't mean it," JC vehemently apologized and quickly loosened his grip.
"Fooled you!" Justin laughed as he dunked JC's head under the water. "You can be so gullible," Justin chuckled as he swam his way towards the steps. His foot was quickly grabbed before he could move more than a couple of yards.
"You're not getting away that easily," JC stated as he wrapped his arms across Justin's waist. He quickly began tickling the youth sending Justin into a fit of laughter.
"OK stop! Stop! I give!" Justin proclaimed between deep gulps of air. JC smiled with contention, and stopped his onslaught. Justin relaxed his breathing with JC still holding on to him.
"Hey you never told me what your dream was about," Justin stated with amusement.
"You wouldn't be interested, just one of those boring dreams," JC explained with indifference.
"If it was boring why couldn't you go back to sleep?" Justin countered with a smile. JC floundered with a possible explanation. "Come on, you can tell me anything," Justin stated in a syrupy voice.
"I'll tell you some other time," JC said, pushing Justin away from him. "Come on let's play Marco Polo," JC said hurriedly. "You're it!" JC yelled, quickly swimming his way to the other side. Justin sighed with slight disappointment and closed his eyes.
"Marco," Justin stated as he began swimming.
"Polo," JC responded. Justin swam confidently toward the voice.
"Marco"
"Polo"
"Marco"
"Polo"
"Marco"
"Marco" Justin stated again, waiting for a response.
"Marco?" Justin questioned in puzzlement. "Josh, you know the rules!" Justin bellowed swimming around in a circle.
"Polo," JC said, shaking himself from his reverie.
"Marco," Justin said again, swimming toward JC.
"Polo," JC slowly stated, watching Justin swimming his way closer.
"Marco" Justin said once again, soon feeling something solid and warm.
"Polo," JC huskily breathed, his chest heaving very deliberately. Justin slowly opened his eyes; his hands still touching JC's chest. Their eyes locked in a magnetic attraction. The two friends stood frozen in time, in a moment where the microcosms of life came to a screeching halt for Justin and JC, waiting for their realities to catch up to their dreams. Justin looked away first, his heartbeat pounding in his own ears.
"Josh," Justin whispered in a quivering voice, his hands traveling across JC's chest.
"Justin, I . . . I don't think . . ." JC tried to stop themselves from crossing the line that would change their lives forever.
"Josh, do you know what I was dreaming about?" Justin questioned softly. "We were at a wedding, and all our friends were there . . ."
"That's . . . that's nice Justin," JC quickly stated as he began moving his way from him.
"Don't you want to know who was getting married?" Justin questioned as he moved forward.
"No, no not really. I think we should get out of the water now," JC stated nervously, practically sprinting his way now.
"JC . . . JC I think we should talk about this," Justin stated, "You had the same dream didn't you?"
"I really don't know what you're talking about Justin," JC said as he got out of the pool shivering from the cold (or from fear?).
"Josh, look at me," Justin pleaded, stepping out of the water himself. He walked his way toward his friend, who still had his back turned to him.
"Just, please don't," JC begged, tears blurring his vision.
"Joshua we should talk about this," Justin whimpered, placing his hand on JC's shoulder. JC flinched and shrugged away from Justin's reach.
"I think we should get in before we catch cold," JC stated, rushing his way through the sliding doors.
"Josh . . .." Justin sighed. He stood in silence once more, his dream still haunting him.
To Be Continued?????
Well that's it for Chapter 2, I dunno when it'll be posted again. I want to get another chapter for THE ONE out before I start on this story.