So JC was making Christmas cookies.

Because he really couldn't make anything else and Lance had said, "Dammit JC, I don't care if it is out of a box…everyone brings something to my Christmas potluck."

So he was trying. The only thing he was succeeding at was making a royal mess all over his kitchen.

And he was pissed at Justin, who said he'd be over to help, but still hadn't arrived. JC figured he got stuck at the studio with Britney trying to cover up her real voice with an electronic mix for her Christmas CD.

So he tired sugar cookies, but put the icing on right after he took them out of the oven, so yeah, those didn't work.

He tried rice crispy bars but he burnt all the marshmallows and the butter until it stuck to the pot.

He was going to try those cookies with butterscotch and the hard little Chinese noodles. But he couldn't get past the fact that he put them on his Chinese food and couldn't understand how they would make a good cookie.

He tried the mint drop cookies, but ended up eating almost all of them, because they actually turned out good.

His last resort was the almond tea cookies. And so far, it was going ok. At least he thought so.

He'd already mixed the butter, sugar, vanilla and the rest of the ingredients and had the bowl sitting in the fridge. The recipe had said to let it sit for an hour, covered, in the fridge. He sat at the table drinking a cup of hot chocolate, munching on what was left of the mint drops. When the time was up he pulled the bowl out of the fridge and started rolling them into balls. He finally, after several attempts, figured out how to do it without losing half the dough back into the bowl.

After the first batch was done baking he consulted the recipe card once again. "What the hell? How do I roll hot cookies in this stuff?" He put half the bag of powdered sugar into a bowl then grabbed one of the cookies. "Shit. Ow. Damn that's hot." He ended up juggling the little ball of cookie for a few minutes before it finally landed in the bowl. He rolled it around before attempting to pick it up again.

Just as he'd gotten the thing out of the bowl, Justin walked in, "What you doing Jayce? Smells good in here."

JC through the cookie in the air and again ended up juggling it for several minutes before he finally got it back under control and placed it on the table to cool.

Justin looks up from the cookie to meet JC's eyes and begins to laugh uncontrollably. "Jayce. You got flour all over yourself with that thing." He reaches out and wipes a bit off JC's cheek.

"Ummm… That's no…" JC tried.

Justin stuck his finger into his mouth, wrapping his lips around it and sucking off the powder. His eyebrows shot up and smile spread across his face, "What is that? That's not flour."

"It's powdered sugar. Why you like?"

"Mmmm. Very good. Mind if I have another taste?"

"Nope," JC holds the bowl out to Justin.

Justin just pushes it out of the way, moving in on JC's neck where it had been lightly sprinkled. Justin brought his mouth to JC's neck and snaked his tongue out to lick up the little bit of powder there. JC rolled his head back and let Justin taste him there.

"Justinnn…we..I've got to finish this..I have to make these for Lance…" JC moaned as he tilted his head to the other side to accommodate Justin's wandering mouth.

"Seriously…mmm..Justin, stop..I have to powder these tea cookies before they get cool," JC lightly pushed against Justin's chest.

Justin stood up and looked at JC blandly. "You have to powder the tea cookies?"

"Yes, yes…I have to otherwise they won't work and I have had too many not work, I have to bring something to Lance's hous---Justin, why did you do that?"

"Why did I do what?"

"Why did you put the bowl of powdered sugar on the floor?" JC sighed and glared at the bowl at his feet.

"Cause that way you'll have to take off your shirt and bend over to get it. Two things I kind of want to see," Justin smiled and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning up against the counter.

"Justin!" JC admonished, "I don't have to take off my shirt off to pick up a bowl of powdered sugar!"

"Yes you do," Justin said.

"No I don't I--,"

"You do or I'll tie you up and never let you finish…" Justin started to reach for JC's arms. JC jumped back and waved his hands.

"Ok, ok…though I don't see why this is even necessary…" JC stripped off his shirt not really thinking too much into it and tossed it over his shoulder. He knew Justin would just bug him until he gave up. JC turned and bent over to pick up the bowl and bring it back up to the counter. That was when he felt something drop on his back.

"What the-Justin?" JC asked, still bent over.

"I accidentally dropped one of your cookies on your back. You have a little bit of powdered sugar, right here," JC could hear the smile in Justin's voice as he felt his friends fingers trail over his upper back where the cookie had hit.

"Justin…" JC dropped to his knees. He felt Justin move to the ground behind him. Suddenly there was a pair of warm lips on his back. Covering the traces of powdered sugar. JC groaned and tilted his head back, closing his eyes.

Justin trailed his lips down JC's back, wetting a long path with his tongue. JC sighed and arched his back into Justin's mouth.

"Jusss…I…we can't I want to, but..we…ooo…" JC lost his train of thought as Justin spun him around on his knees and quickly pushed his mouth against JC's.

JC moaned into the kiss and wrapped his long arms around Justin's neck as Justin lowered him too the floor.

"Jus-ouch..bowl," JC resisted and leaned back up to push the bowl of powdered sugar out from underneath his back. He accidently tipped it and the bowl turned over spilling the powdered sugar mixture all over the floor.

"Oh..shit, Justin look what I-," JC started to say, but as he turned his distraught face back to Justin, his lips became otherwise occupied.

Justin didn't seem to care about the spill as he lowered JC to the floor once again. JC squirmed when his back was placed in a big pile of powdered sugar.

"Justin..-oomph…I'm laying in this crap you know," JC said as Justin's mouth traveled down his chest, wetting each nipple until they were erect.

"I know…" Justin smirked as he raised his head. "It's going to be so tasty to clean you up again." Justin straddled JC and sat up, pressing his hips down on JC's in the same motion.

He brought his fingers to his mouth and quickly got them wet. Then Justin swiped his fingers through the spilt powdered sugar, catching an ample amount on his wet fingertips. He then brought those fingers to JC's chest rubbing them on each of JC's hard nipples in turn, coating them with the excess sugar. Justin put his fingers to JC's lips and JC took them into his mouth and began to suck the rest off.

Justin smiled down at JC as he watched his fingers disappear into JC's mouth. He looked at JC's chest to see the nipples covered in the white powder. He took his fingers out of JC's mouth and brought his own mouth down to JC's chest.

"Hmm…look what I have here, my own little-what did you call them-tea cookies?" Justin quickly sucked one nipple into his mouth and gently bit down, eliciting a choked moan from JC.

"Jus-we, I mean, I…" JC started to say but shut up when Justin bit his other nipple. Justin's hands traveled down JC's stomach to the snap of his jeans. Justin quickly undid his pants and pushed them down JC's legs.

"My God, Josh, you look good enough to eat," Justin grinned wickedly down at JC.

JC smiled uncertainly back. He was about to ask Justin why he was naked and Justin still had clothes on, but he suddenly found himself flipped over onto his stomach.

Justin began licking JC's shoulders, getting as much of the powder sugar as he could. He made slow teasing path down JC's back. As he moved down the body displayed before him, he nudged first one knee and then the other between JC's legs for better access to his ultimate goal.

JC moaned as Justin's tongue made it's way down his body. Giving one more try he mumbled, "J. We gotta get…." He lost all ability to form any type of thought as Justin's tongue brushed his entrance.

Justin brought his lips to JC's tailbone and gave it a quick kiss, then moved in for the kill, so to speak. He used his hands to hold JC's cheeks out of the way and flicked his tongue over the opening. Once JC stopped flinching at every whisper of a touch, Justin became more forceful. Inserting his tongue into the opening, moving it in and out.

JC moaned every time Justin moved, he was so turned on he thought for sure he was gonna explode any second now. Just as that thought overtook his brain Justin stopped and flipped him again.

Justin smiled down at JC's chest and abdomen, "Damn, now I'm gonna have to clean you up again. When all he got was a puzzled, lustfilled look from the man below him he leaned in and began licking the powder from the exposed chest, abdomen and cock that had been covered by the now sticky powder.

Justin licked the sugar from JC's cock he brought his lips down first on the tip and then slipped his lips down and around JC's cock, taking him in as far as possible. Justin brought his mouth back up the length of the shaft and back down. While JC was distracted Justin brought his hand up, brushing JC's entrance with his finger.

When JC arched his back trying to get more of himself in Justin's mouth, Justin inserted not one but two fingers into the opening. This caused a gasp from JC and then a very low growl. It didn't take long for the pleasure of the two different stimulations to send JC over the edge. He thrust his hips up and Justin sunk his finger as far in as possible, twisting and hitting that oh-so-sweet spot. JC came hard and Justin swallowed what he could, he'd never been very good at that part, then licked JC clean once again.

Despite the fact that Justin had not come, and was painfully hard, he was still tired. Justin rested his cheek on JC's naked thighs and breathed deeply, his breath coasting over JC's now softening cock.

They lay there for a few moments, until Justin felt JC's breathing change from choppy gasps to gentle breaths. Justin raised himself up on one arm and looked down at JC.

JC's eyes were closed and a peaceful post-orgasmic look graced his handsome features. Justin grew even harder as he looked at JC's mouth. Such sweet lips, he just knew they would feel fantastic wrapped around him.

Justin shook those thoughts out of his head. They had to get to Lance's house. He had already monopolized too much of JC's time and if he took anymore trying to get JC to go down on him, Lance would be pissed.

He sat up, Indian style, at JC's side. JC opened one blue eye, and then the second. He smiled, "Wow…umm…Justin, that was…" JC had always been inarticulate, but after sex…he was almost incoherent.

"Jayce…I'm glad you liked it, you were rather tasty," Justin smiled down at the man, still splayed naked by the powdered sugar. "C'mon let's get you up, you've got to finish powdering the tea cookies."

Justin moved into a crouch and reached out to grab JC's hand, prepared to pull him to his feet. JC had other ideas. He grasped Justin's hand and pulled until he was sprawled on top of him.

"Jace..what?"

"You know Justin…you got to have your cake and eat it too…I think I want some," JC said softly. He brought his hand up from his side, where it had been resting in powdered sugar. Justin's breathing shortened as he watched JC's fingers move towards his open mouth.

JC traced powdered sugar across Justin's wet lips with his fingers. Justin inhaled deeply and coughed.

"Justin…don't inhale, it's powdered sugar…didn't you ever learn that as a kid?"

Justin continued to cough lightly, while JC laughed softly at him. He looked at Justin's still clothed body, "Why are you still dressed and I'm naked?" He snagged the bottom of Justin's shirt and pulled it over the younger man's head. Quirking an eyebrow and giving a satisfied smile, "Mmmmm. Much better. Now let's get you out of these." By now he was talking more to himself than Justin, which didn't bother Justin cuz he was enjoying his view of JC.

Once JC had Justin completely undressed he reached back, dipping his finger into the bowl of what was left of powdered sugar. He trailed that finger down Justin's torso, stopping just short of his treasure trail. Giving Justin a slight smirk, he leaned in, starting where his finger had stopped, and licked the sugar from Justin's body.

He repeated the same procedure until Justin collapsed on his back with a sigh, "You are such a tease."

"Yeah, but you love me anyway," with that said, JC claimed Justin's mouth. Tongues sliding in an erotic dance. He moved down Justin's body, following the still apparent trail of sugar, again stopping at Justin's treasure trail. Justin's groan of frustration caused JC to smile. He knew that no matter how much Justin complained about it, he loved to be teased.

Justin reached down and grabbed JC's hand, bringing two fingers into his mouth and sucking on them fiercely, desperately trying to distract himself from what JC wasn't doing with his mouth.

Finally JC gave in to Justin's whimpers and moved down to Justin's throbbing erection, tracing the vein with his tongue. He reached the tip and stopped to lick the pre-cum up that had gathered there. Slowly, agonizingly as far as Justin was concerned, he enclosed his mouth around the tip, ever-so-slowly taking in Justin's length.

Justin moaned and tried to buck his hips. JC held him to the floor and continued his slow and deliberate onslaught of Justin's erection. Justin pulled JC's fingers out of his mouth and whispered, "God Josh, you trying to kill me?"

JC looked up, but never slowed his rhythm. He took the two fingers that Justin had been sucking on and brought them around to Justin's tight little ass, inserting them with no warning.

Justin closed his eyes and squirmed, finally getting something out of this than pure torture. He rocked his hips, but JC's fingers would only go so far, "Josh, please. Now!!!"

JC quickly released Justin's cock and moved between his legs. Aligning himself with Justin's entrance he slammed himself in.

Justin's gasp and subsequent squirming were all the inspiration he needed to begin a steady rhythm. Unlike the foreplay, the rhythm was fast, hard and deliberate. With every movement he hit Justin's prostate, causing the boy to writhe under him. Within minutes they were both sweaty and spent, lying in a pile of pliable bones, covered in powdered sugar.

After several minutes they had both composed themselves enough to attempt getting up off the floor. They looked at each other and began to laugh hysterically.

"Josh, you realize you're covered, head to toe in powdered sugar, don't you?" Justin stammered.

JC stifled his full-bellied laugh long enough to blurt out, "So are you J."

They made their way into the bathroom to shower and change, "Guess we'll have to clean that mess up later. Lance is gonna kill us, and I still don't have anything to take over there."