Hey there everyone. How are ya'll? Well, here's the 7th part. Hope you like it. Remember to E-mail me at SkiFree0300 (new adress).
This story doesn't in any way, suggest anything about the sexual orientation of the BSB. This story is a complete fantasy.
TO BE LOVED BY FAME (Chapter 7)
The lights played across our faces as the limo moved under the street lights and I grasped Nick's hand tight.
"Don't ever leave me, ya hear," I said leaning against Nick's shoulder.
"Don't worry babe, I wouldn't even think of doing anything like that," Nick said wrapping his hand around my waist. "You don't have to worry"
"I should hope not," I said laughing as Nick started to tickle me.
"S-stop Nick," I managed to gasp out trying to pull away from his tickling fingers. "N-Nick, d-don't"
"On one condition," he said smiling slyly.
"Oh, and what condition might that be," I asked.
"You give me some tonight," he said starting to tickle me again.
The limo pulled into the hotel that we were to be staying in. It was a Hyatt like the last one, but it was much nicer. There was a bellboy to take our bags, and the lobby was really open and nice. The security was nice too, because there were hardly any fans inside. (The security men were posted at the entrance).
We walked up to our room, and like the last hotel, we had the whole floor just to the Backstreet Boys. Nick stopped in front of our door.
"So, what are you doing tonight," I asked a little stupidly as Nick pressed his body into me.
"You," Nick said kissing me on the lips.
I opened the door, and we dropped our bags next to the doorway.
"Hungry," I asked as Nick started licking the sides of my neck.
"For you," he replied kissing me again. "Well, I guess we could manage that," I said running my hands up and down his hard body.
Nick walked over to the bed, never loosing contact with my mouth, and got on top of me, shedding his clothes as he went.
"Nick, it's been sooo long," I said into his ear as he teased my nipples.
"I know, but we're gonna make up for that," he said.
I started to feel a sharp pain in my lungs and stomach, but I didn't really give it much thought.
"Nick, hold up," I said breathing hard.
"What is it, are you alright," Nick said looking a little concerned.
"Oh, I guess I just felt some pain, that's all. It's probably nothing," I said, sounding more sure of myself than I was. "I had a little cold yesterday, but it seems to have just gotten a little worse."
"Oh, ok. I'll just unpack my bags for now. Tell me how you feel," Nick said obviously disappointed in my state.
"No, No Nick. It's fine, just keep going," I said trying to mask the discomfort I was going through.
Nick didn't need to be told twice. He worked his tounge skillfully down to my stomach, and then to my cock. Quickly, he engulfed the head, driving me insane.
"N-Nick, that feel so good, keep going," I said pushing his head down on ever downstroke. "Uhn, uh better stop. I'm g-gonna cum pretty soon."
Nick pulled off me, and kissed me on the lips. I ran my tounge around the inside of his mouth tasting my precum. I ran my tounge around his neck, savoring his taste and smell. He pressed his body into mine and we coupled on the bed in a way more passionate then ever before.
"Fuck me now," I said breathing hard. I was so turned-on I had no common sense left.
"Are you sure? You are a little bit sick," Nick said concerned.
"I'm just fine. I want you in me, NOW," I said.
Nick reached for the lube in his bag. "No, don't bother," I said. I don't know what I was thinking, obviously I wasn't.
"Alright," Nick said as he spit on his hand and rubbed it all over his cock.
I got on the bed face down, and Nick positioned his cock outside my hole and pushed gently. I moaned a little in pain, but it wasn't nearly as much as the last time. Nick thrust again, and pushed all the way inside me. The pains in my stomache and lungs intensified, but I couldn't ruin this for Nick. I knew how much he needed me now.
"Oh, yeah, fuck," Nick said as he thrust in and out of me. I could feel the pain get more and more, but I tried to stay awake. I could feel a strange sense of panic inside me building and building.
"Ahhh, unh, I'm cumming," Nick grunted as his warm cum flooded my insides. Just at that moment, bright flashes of light blurred my vision and I felt myself go limp and black out.
"That was great Dev, It's never been better, Nick said as he pulled out of Devon's ass. "Dev, Dev are you there."
Nick looked at Devon's limp form. Oh no, not again, Nick thought to himself. He shook Devon again calling out his name, but this time, there was absolutely no response at all. Nick moved Devon so that he was on the bed and pulled the covers over him. Then, he reached into his bag, and pulled out a thermometer and put it in Devon's mouth.
"Jeezus," Nick breathed aloud. "103.4, That's deathly high,"
Nick walked over to Devon's bag and pulled out his cell-phone. He then ransacked the bag for a list of numbers.
"OK, Sheri is. . . . 309-662-8345," Nick said punching in the numbers on the phone.
"Hey Dev, how are you," Sheri said.
"Um, this isn't Devon, it's Nick," Nick said.
"Oh, Nick, how's everything? I hope you're not calling to tell me something's wrong," she said a little tensely.
"Uhm, nothing's wrong with us, but Devon's sick with a fever, and he's unconcious right now," Nick said a little nervously, awaiting the response from Sheri.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM THIS TIME?" Sheri screeched. Nick pulled the phone away from his ear quickly.
"I'm really sorry Sheri, but I don't know what happened. He had a little bit of a cold yesterday, but I had no idea it was this bad. I'm gonna run him to the ER, OK?" Nick said a bit hurriedly. "I didn't do anything."
"Alright Nick, I understand. I guess I just overreacted. Look, I'll be at the hospital in about 3 hours. I have a little bit of a drive to make though," She said.
"OK, I'll be at the Los Angeles Regional Medical Center," Nick said.
"OK, see ya there,"she said and terminated the call.
Nick picked up Devon and dressed him slowly. It was quite a task. Then, he picked him up and layed him in the back seat and started the drive to the hospital.
5 hours later at the hospital.
"It's so nice of you to take care of him like this, Nick," Sheri said leaning her head against his shoulder.
"I know, I'm really really worried about him. I don't know what's gonna happen next.
"I know, I know Nick. Just wait. He'll be back to normal in no time. I know Devon a lot better than you do, still," Sheri said, but not sounding sure of herself at all. She straightened up as the doctor entered the room.
"I have some grave news about Devon, so you'd better sit down and compose yourselves. Devon seems to have a slight cold.
"What's so bad about that doc?" Sheri asked.
"The cold? Nothing. The problem is, that it is affecting him drastically, and would be dead if he had not been put on antibiotics.
"Well, he's ok now, right," Nick said anxiously.
"Well, now he is, but these symptoms can only mean one thing," the doctor said gravely.
"OK, what is it," Nick said grasping and squeezing Sheri's hand underneath the table.
"Aids," the doctor said, turning away from Sheri and Nick.
Sorry for the cliff hanger. Everything'll be alright. . . K? E-mail me at Skifree0300@aol.com