OK Ya'll this is my first story! I hope ya' like it. I was encouraged to write by my net buddy Kyle and writer of the story "Not Meant To Be." I hope everyone likes it. I'll be letting you get to the story now. If you wanna e-mail me my address is "ShepherdLibra_Boy@hotmail.com"
If you underage or offended by gay and/or sexual content please leave this site and do not read this story. This story also doesn't suggest anything about N'sync's sexuality. It is merely a figment of my imagination. _______________________________________________________________________
Two Souls in Passing
As JC awoke he couldn't believe it. It was only 9 AM on a Saturday morning.
He never gets up before noon when he's on a break. As he got out of bed he realized one of the reasons he had awaken.
"Damn, not again!"
It was the third time that week he'd had a boner from hell. It wasn't just a normal case of morning wood it was a need for action boner. It'd been such a long time since he'd had sex.
It was about 3 months back when him and Nick Carter had happened upon each other at a club. Nick never really appealed to him but all he'd wanted was a good lay and that's what he'd gotten. Nick might have been the sweet innocent one but he could fuck like a two-dollar whore.
Sex. That's all he wanted. He'd never put his heart back out there. Not only was I dangerous for the group but the pure heartache was unbearable. He'd only given his heart away once in his life. The break up had been terrible crying, screaming the whole nine yards.
"I caught you sleeping with that bar tender!"
"So! What do you want me too do while your out on tour?"
"Wait for me you ass! Were supposed to be in love! Have you ever heard of commitment!"
"Who said anything about love!? You're just a nice piece of ass and a pretty face!"
"You don't mean that! We can work it out. You just have to promise not to sleep around anymore."
"NO! I don't think so! I mean I'll stay with you but I need sex while you're away!"
"Fine! If that's the way you want it we're over! I want you out by tomorrow!"
"Um, HONEY my name is on this places lease! So you get out!"
"I furnished this is place and I've been paying the rent!"
"Well then I'll send SOME of your stuff to you, but as for the place it's mine! So leave before I call the cops. I don't think your N'sync friends would like it very much. It might put a crack in your career."
JC shook slightly. Those memories were so painful. Every time he thought about it was like a knife cutting through his soul. No, he'd never use his heart again. Never let anyone get close.
. . . .
::ring, ring::
"Hello?"
"Hey, honey how's it going?"
"Hey Amy, Sup?"
"Not much, but..."
"What do you want?
"WELL, I was hoping you'd wanna go out tonight."
"Why do need me to go out with you?
"Devastated Driver, and I think you could use it! I mean you haven't been out since Dan and you split."
"Well then you have your answer! I haven't been out because I'm still wallowing in self-pity and depression! ::giggle::
"OH please! I know he didn't mean that much to you! I mean he was cute but not much in that pretty lil' head of his!"
::snickering:: "Yeah, and to think I didn't even get to sample the only good thing about him!"
"I know! You're insane! I'da been all up on that!"
"Well I have that rule you know! I can't sleep with them till I feel a connection!"
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah so you say! So anyway! You gonna come?"
"Yeah I guess."
"I'll talk to you lata', Angel."
"WOOHOO, you actually used my name!"
"Now Darlin' what makes you think that? Your name is also a term of indeerment. Bye!"
"Lata' Ames!"
Alexander Angeles Markum he couldn't believe his parents named him that. It was a nice name, but it was so odd. Odd was his parents though. Looking back at the memories of them caused him to smile. They were such coockie pair. To think the actually wore tie die at fifty. He'd have to give them a call later on.
He needs some love and companionship. His friends tried so hard to keep him happy and to get him to "loosen" his morals a bit. He knew sex wasn't the right thing for him. He'd tried to use sex once before to fill in the need for someone, but it just felt wrong. Sex was just no replacement for true love. True love was what he wanted and although it was a bit nieve and dreamy it was his belief.
Angel, as everyone called him, got out of bed and headed to the shower for a nice neat shower. . . . .
It was about 7 and JC decided to go out. It was club time, A.K.A. sex hunting. After the realization of his sexual frustration that morning he'd decided to go get some. Meaningless sex with a stranger wasn't exactly the funniest thing to do but when you in a pinch, it'd do.
As he headed for his closet he decided to go for a "beatnik" look. He loved the look and it wasn't a thing N'sync had really ever dressed in so it was a good costume. Especially since he'd grown the goatee to go with it.
He started to wonder what kind of guy he'd pick up tonight. Just the thought of some steamy sex with some big built man made him almost need another shower. Instead he used his all-encompassing arousal kill, the image that had been burnt into his mind of his parents having sex. He had initially cursed that moment but it was a great thing to have. The ability to kill a boner in mid stream was a gift from god in his line of work, because getting a boner form starring at the butts of some random dancers would give such a bad impression.
After he picked out his outfit he headed for his car and "Souther Nights."
As JC took his place at the bar he looked all over the bar. There just wasn't a guy he wanted. He didn't want to be picky but none of them just satisfied his standards. He hated having standards! It got in the way of some majorly hot sex.
He continued to sit there for about an hour or two and just as he was about to give up and go home when he saw the man he wanted walk in the door. The guy was average really about 5'9", brown eyes, spiky brown hair, with an average build, but there was something about him. JC didn't just feel a sexual attraction towards the man but he couldn't or wouldn't let himself give a name to what he was really feeling. He wouldn't let the beauty of the man's eyes make him feel anything other than raw sexual attraction.
. . . .
"I still don't know why we had to come HERE."
"I like gaybars! I'm the faghag queen, remember!"
"Yeah but some how I think this is your idea of forcing me to find a date."
"Well to tell you the truth the thought did cross my mind. I mean a hotty like you in a bar is just asking for guy to hit on you."
"Blah!"
"Shut up and be happy!"
"Yes sir!"
Amy just glared at him as they headed towards the bar. He couldn't help but feel someone's eyes on him. As he looked in the direction of the farside of the bar there he saw him. The man was gorgeous and slightly familiar, but the attraction he felt wasn't just physical he could see something in his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes.
To be continued...