HE sat in the chair in the middle of the room. THEY sat around HIM in a semi-circle on the floor. THEY waited for HIM to decide who would be the lucky one tonight. It was always a hard decision for HIM to make. HE didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings. THEY all worked so hard for this priveldge.

First there was Lance. The beautiful eyes, soft lips, and smooth, pale skin. He always worked so hard. He tried so hard to get the dance moves down. Always worked harder than the others to remember the schedule.

Next came Joey. The sweet, loving, huggable Joey. The man could bring a smile to anyone's face just by walking into a room. He always seemed to be in a good mood.

Then came Chris. Always the jokester. He had eyes that could see through any lie and he would listen to anybody. He had tried extremely hard today not to be too hyper and cause too much trouble.

Last, but certainly not least came Justin. Beautiful, talented, young, vibrant, gorgeous curls, full pouty lips. That boy was almost perfect. He had been the choice more times than the others and it was easy to understand why. The others didn't mind. THEY knew that he could please HIM better than the rest of them. Everything always came easy for Justin. But they all loved him.

Justin and Lance were HIS favorites. They were never allowed to be alone. If they wanted to go somewhere HE insisted that one of the other two go with them. If any harm were to come to them then all hell would break loose. Even the security team would run for cover (Thank God it didn't happen often). HE had quite the protective streak when it came to the "babies" of the group.

HE looked them over carefully, weighing there mannerism and actions for the day. HE had been with Lance the evening before and HE really wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone hyper so that ruled out Chris and Joey (today).

HE looked at Justin and smiled. Justin got up and went to the bedroom to prepare for an evening of what they all considered to be their own little peice of heaven.

JC got up gave the others each a kiss on the top of their heads and went to the bedroom where Justin was waiting anxiously. Justin was lying on the bed in his boxer-briefs with a smile on his face, a tube of lube in one hand and a condom in the other. JC's smile grew wider and the sparkle in his eyes got brighter.

"You know Just, you really are my favorite. You always come in here and look so good. I really don't think that I can continue to be with the others. They just don't make me as happy as you do."

"Yes, sir. But what would they do without you? They treasure their time with you. Do you not realize just exactly what these nights mean to them. They all love you more than anything. You are the reason we are even still together. If it weren't for your drive and passion the rest of us would have given up long ago. You push us all to be the best that we can be and when we please you, you reward us so handsomely. You can't take that from them. I don't mind sharing you but I can't take you away from them. You are their reason for living. You know this. How can you even think of leaving them out in the cold? It would kill them."

"I won't and you know it. Sometimes I think Chris and Joey are catching on though. Do you think they are?"

"Yeah, but they don't mind that you prefer to be with me or Lance. They understand that Lance needs more motivation and that you are attracted to me."

"Are you ready?"

"You bet. Come and give me my reward. It has been an entire week since I got to hold you, feel you, touch you." JC stripped and approached Justin.

"Why are you still wearing these (as he fingers Justin's boxers)? Take them off, now."

Justin whips them off and lays back down. He raises his head to JC as he comes down to kiss soft, sweet lips.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Just. What have you been munching on?"

"Don't talk. Just kiss, touch. Need you."

They spend the night making sure that the others know just how good it can be when you are good and do what you are supposed to do. Once again JC has proven that He is the Alpha Male in this group and the others will always respect that.