JC stood wondering for the hundredth time that night just why in the hell he'd let Lance talk him into wearing a goddamn genie costume. Chris usually threw some cool parties but this one was just weird. Everybody was required to wear a costume and mask. It was going to be sort of a masquerade thing and everyone would unmask at midnight.

Chris had wanted everyone to keep their costumes a secret to make it a little more fun. JC had no clue what to be. He'd thought about it until he gave himself a headache and decided to hell with Chris and asked Lance. Lance had laughed and started naming off all kinds of girly costumes. So Lance hadn't really talked JC into wearing it, he'd just given him the idea. Lance had actually begged JC to go as the queen of hearts but JC nixed that idea when Lance burst out laughing and said it would be too obvious because everybody knew what a queen JC already was. JC smacked Lance on the back of the head and stormed off to his room.

For some reason though when Lance had listed different things a genie had just stuck in JC's head. JC had finally gotten the nerve to visit a costume shop and found the perfect costume. He wasn't sure though that he'd actually be brave enough to remove his mask once midnight rolled around. He was sure that everyone would see right through the costume and know it was him but so far nobody had guessed. Chris had even slid a hand over his ass when he opened the door for JC. JC bit his tongue and hurried away from Chris before he gave away his disguise. Joey of course had cornered him and pressed hot kisses to his neck. He found that it wasn't a good idea though when JC's knee met his groin. Lance kept casting seemingly shy smiles in his direction but JC knew Lance and that smile was as fake as Britney's tits were. Lance feigned the shy southern boy charm when trying to meet women and more times than not it worked. JC grinned behind his mask and imagined the look on Lance's face when it didn't work for once. JC hadn't seen Justin yet. At least he didn't think he had.

JC wondered how his friends thought their costumes were such great disguises. He knew them almost instantly. Chris wore a tree costume, the only part of him that was actually visible through all of the leaves and branches were his eyes showing through a knothole. He didn't know what had possessed Chris to be a tree for Halloween and he was sure that he didn't want to know either. Joey thinking he was clever decided to go as Batman because Superman would just be too predictable. Lance was dressed as Hugh Hefner. JC giggled every time he saw Lance. He was decked out in a silk robe and slippers. He'd even gone so far as to don a gray wig and puff on a pipe. He wore a half mask over his eyes and part of his cheeks but it was still so obviously Lance. Personally he found the whole idea of Lance as Hugh Hefner funnier than hell. He was sure though that Lance would deny choosing the costume because of the half-naked dates he had on his arms. Lance would probably use some inane excuse like he admires what a brilliant businessman Hefner is.

~*~

Justin's eyes never left the beautiful genie standing against the wall. He knew it was JC but that just made it all the more fun. Justin never was one to wait and be surprised about anything. He'd snooped in all of his band mates houses looking for their costumes. He felt a hot rush of blood to his groin every time he looked at JC. He was wearing pink flowing genie pants made of some diaphanous material. His head spun when he first realized that under the sheer pants he wore a dark pink thong. His feet were encased in darker pink low-heeled sandals that were so thin and delicate looking they only added to his feminine appearance. His toes were even painted a cotton candy pink that made Justin want to kiss each one of them. His shirt was more like a dark pink tight fitting tube top with sheer light pink sleeves. Justin's mouth watered at the thought of running his tongue along the smooth skin showing between the pants and shirt. He wore a blonde wig done in a ponytail at the top of his head. His mask covered the lower half of his face and was made of a dark pink satiny material. Justin couldn't remember ever wanting to fuck someone as much as he did JC at that moment.

Justin could tell that JC had recognized their friends right off. He really thought it was kind of funny each time one of them hit on JC because they'd be horrified once they realized that it was JC. Every time a strange man would approach JC it was all he could do not to march across the room and stake his claim. He knew that would scare JC off faster than anything though. He needed to seduce his skittish friend. He just had to figure a way to do it without JC recognizing him first. He looked down at his costume and wondered what the odds were of JC recognizing him. He wore a pair of very tight black leather pants that had a coiled leather whip attached to the hip and knee high black leather boots. On his top half he wore something that couldn't even be described as a shirt. It was black leather straps crisscrossing across his chest and back and formed a sort of x with a line through it. He wore fake nipple rings that pinched when he moved just right but he thought they looked hot. He'd found a bunch of fake tattoo's that he put all over his body and he found that placed right they even disguised the tattoo's he already had. He wore a leather hood over his head. All in all he thought he looked pretty fucking hot.

Deciding that JC probably wouldn't expect him to be dressed like he was Justin sat his drink down on a nearby table and moved toward the object of his desire.

~*~

JC gulped and nearly choked when he looked up and saw the leather clad figure approaching him. As much as the men that had been hitting on him all night drove him nuts at that moment he was wishing for one of them to rescue him. He looked to his left where the door to the hallway was and wondered what kind of odds he had of making it to the door before Mr. Leather reached him. Just as he turned to move toward the door a hand grasped his arm.

"Don't run away. I won't hurt you." JC heard the raspy voice beneath the leather hood. It made him nervous only being able to see the holes where he knew the man's eyes were but he couldn't see them. He did see a mouth though. He felt a chill through his body when his eyes landed on moist red lips and a tongue darted out to run slowly over them. He couldn't fight the feeling though that for some reason the lips looked familiar.

JC's spine tingled when the leather man's hand loosened its grip but didn't let go completely. He nearly sighed when the hand smoothed gently over the inside of his elbow. The light touch and the smell of the man was making JC's head spin. JC's free arm came up and his hand rested lightly on the leather-clad chest in front of him. The hand on his arm slid further up and the fingers snaked lightly under his sheer sleeve.

"You're so beautiful. So soft and sweet." JC heard as the leather covered face approached his neck.

JC moaned silently as a tongue slid wetly up from the base of his neck to behind his ear. Both hands clasped Mr. Leather's arms to keep from tumbling to the floor as his knees shook.

The leather man stiffened and moved back, breaking JC's hold on his muscular arms. JC frowned and turned to see what the man was so intent on that he'd stopped his erotic assault on JC's neck. JC's brow furrowed when all he saw was Britney moving from person to person asking if they'd seen Justin. He rolled his eyes thinking what an idiot she was. He looked back at the man in front of him and saw that he was still looking in her direction and his stance was rigid.

"She's like a rose, beautiful to look at but her thorns make her decieving." JC whispered, leaning back against the wall.

The taller man turned back toward JC his lips turned up gently. "Her beauty pales in your shadow." He rasped, reaching up to run a finger lightly down JC's neck.

JC's eyes flitted triumphantly in Britney's direction and then came back to rest on the man before him.

"Come with me." The man said, holding his hand out to JC.

JC hesitated for a second before placing his hand in the other mans and was quickly but lightly pulled toward the door.

"Where are you taking me?" JC asked, stopping the man with a hand on his arm.

The man turned to face JC and ran his knuckles softly over JC's covered cheek. "Trust me." He demanded but yet it came out sounding like a plea.

JC wasn't sure why but he did trust the man and allowed himself to be pulled down the hallway. JC's hand automatically reached for the light switch on the wall when he was pulled into Chris' office.

"Don't. No lights, please." JC heard as a hand stopped his from flipping the switch on.

"Ok." JC whispered, as he was pushed gently backward toward the sofa along the wall.

JC felt hands at the back of his head fingering the ties to his mask. "Is this ok?" He heard as the fingers tugged lightly on the strings.

JC nodded his heart in his throat as the mask was untied and pulled away from his face. "Can I?" He asked, reaching up and touching the leather hood.

"Please." JC heard, as he loosened the laces at the back of the hood.

Lips closed over JC's the minute the hood was off and in his hand. His mouth opened to the insistent thrust of a tongue against his lips. A hot moist tongue licked into his mouth and slid over his own tongue and then flicked the roof of his mouth. JC moaned into the hot recesses of the mouth above him as he felt himself being lowered back onto the sofa. His legs spread as the bigger man came to rest between them. He growled in the back of his throat when a leather clad erection ground sweetly into his own.

"So fucking hot." JC heard above him and stiffened when he realized that the voice was eerily familiar. His hand came up to stop the face that was moving toward his again but it gave up it's weak defense when he felt an insistent thrust of the other mans cock against his own.

JC knew that he should stop Justin and tell him who he was kissing and grinding on but his dick overruled his brain and he wrapped his legs over Justin's and thrust against him. He stroked Justin's back with one hand and the back of his neck with the other. He knew that Justin would be disgusted when he realized that it was JC but he couldn't give up this moment, he'd wanted it for too long. At least he'd have this one night.

Justin's hand was slipping inside the waistband of JC's pants when they heard voices outside the door. JC frantically pushed at Justin's chest when he realized that one of the voices was Britney's. It would not look good at all for her to walk in on her boyfriend getting it on with his best friend. He pushed again at Justin's chest when he wouldn't budge. Britney's voice came closer and he began to panic.

"Get off me. She's gonna open that door any second now." JC hissed, shoving at Justin again.

"Who the fuck cares if she opens the door. All she'll see is me loving you and she's seen that for years. Just not quite this graphically." Justin whispered, leaning down to claim JC's lips once again.

JC shoved at Justin's chest and turned his head away from those intoxicating lips. "What did you just say?" He gasped, afraid that lack of oxygen was causing his hearing to play tricks on him.

"I said I fucking love you, JC. Now will you shut up and let me get back to more important things than Britney?" Justin growled in exasperation.

JC's heart leapt with joy as he whispered, "yes" and pulled Justin's mouth back down to meet his.

THE END