“JC, where are you?” Justin hollered, running through the house they shared.

JC popped his head out of the door to his bedroom. “I’m right here. Where’s the fire?” He asked, annoyed with Justin’s running and yelling through the house.

“No fire. I’m just bored. You wanna do something?” Justin said, entering the room and sitting at JC’s desk.

JC gave an exasperated sigh. “No I don’t wanna do anything. It’s late and we have to be up early. Don’t touch that.” JC ordered, as Justin began reaching for the mouse in front of him.

“Why not? Are you looking at porn or maybe getting down digital style?” Justin asked, grinning mischievously.

“No” JC snarled , reaching for the mouse.

Justin moved it away before JC could get it. “What’s the matter Jayce? Something you don’t want me to see?” Justin laughed, holding the mouse out of JC’s reach.

JC shoved Justin’s hand off his chest. “Give me the fucking thing.” JC growled.

Justin laughed, smacking JC’s hands away. “Just tell me what you were looking at and I’ll give it back.”

“I was just checking out some sites, I wanted to see what fans have to say about the new video.” JC said defensively.

“That’s it? You got all pissed off and you were just looking for shit about us?” Justin said, sitting the mouse back on the desk.

JC stepped to the side of Justin, reaching for the mouse. He began to close the window that was minimized. Justin caught JC off guard and grabbed the mouse, opening the window before JC could stop him.

“Nasty Boys, what the hell is that JC?” Justin asked, staring at the picture of him and JC on the screen.

JC sighed, “It’s just some site I found. I was getting ready to close it when you yelled. There isn’t anything about the video on there.” he said nervously.

“What is it then? That’s just us in the picture. God, please tell me you weren’t looking at one of those little teeny bopper sites that say Justin and JC are just soooo cute.” Justin laughed, trying to move JC who had stepped in front of the screen.

JC stood firmly in front of the screen, not budging as Justin tried pushing him out of the way.

“Justin, just go away.” JC groaned, giving into his frustration.

Justin dropped the mouse on the floor. JC bent to pick it up. Justin took the opportunity to shove JC out of the way. He quickly began reading what was on the screen.

“I have no idea if JC and Justin are gay! What the fuck JC?” Justin half shouted, shock clearly evident.

JC attempted once again to move Justin away from the computer. “It’s not what you think Justin. Just move and I’ll close the damn window.”

“Not what I think. Some guy is writing stories about us having gay sex with him and it’s not what I think. Why the hell are you reading this shit?” Justin demanded, still blocking JC’s attempts.

JC laid the mouse on top of the desk, keeping his eyes away from his seemingly angry friend. “We aren’t having sex with him.” He mumbled.

“Well, who are we having sex with then?” Justin asked, becoming annoyed with JC’s half assed answers.

JC’s face flamed as he kept his eyes fixed on the floor. “Each other” He whispered, not daring to look up at Justin’s face.

JC glanced up when Justin didn’t reply. He was slightly amused by the expression on Justin’s face. Justin stood staring at JC, eyes bulging out and mouth hanging agape.

Justin finally closed his mouth, only to open it once more. “Wha . . . you . . . I . . . we . . . each. . . other” Justin stuttered, not able to articulate.

“Uh, yeah.” JC said, turning to look out the window.

“You read stories about us?” Justin asked, finally able to enunciate.

JC kept his gaze off of Justin. “I don’t read them. I found the site by accident.” He said, praying that Justin would believe him and let it drop.

“Whatever, I still think it’s freaking weird.” Justin said, sitting down on the chair in front of the computer.

JC walked over to his dresser and began pulling clothes out. “What are you doing?” He asked.

Justin looked over at JC. “Checking my e-mail.”

“Why don’t you do it in your room?”

Justin turned back to the computer. “Because I’m already here and my room is boring.” He explained.

JC chuckled, “Whatever, I’m gonna go take a shower.” he said, heading toward his bathroom.

Justin continued what he was doing, without acknowledging that JC had even spoken to him.

~*~

JC emerged from the bathroom to find that Justin was still on his computer. He hadn’t even heard JC open the door. JC silently crept up behind Justin. He wondered what had Justin so enthralled. His eyes widened in shock when he saw what Justin was reading.

“Cody writes some really good stories doesn’t he?” JC asked, laughing as Justin jumped about a foot into the air.

Justin glared at JC. “Jesus, did you have to fucking sneak up on me?”

JC continued laughing at his disgruntled young friend. “I didn’t sneak. You didn’t even hear me come out of the bathroom. He writes some good stories doesn’t he?” He asked, pointing toward the computer screen.

“I’ve never read anything like that before. I mean with you and me.” Justin said, blushing clear to his toes.

JC kneeled down next to Justin, looking at the screen. “Which one are you reading?”

“Umm, Rough night.” Justin answered, turning redder than JC thought was possible.

JC read a few lines before glancing at Justin. Justin had continued reading when JC kneeled beside him. He glanced down and noticed a prominent bulge in Justin’s jeans. He laid his hand on Justin’s thigh. Justin looked down at the hand on his leg and then back up at JC. Justin didn’t say anything so JC decided to go on. He slowly slid his hand up Justin’s thigh. Justin’s breath hitched but he still did not utter a word. JC placed his hand directly on Justin’s crotch. Justin gasped.

“Is this ok?” JC asked, starting to move his hand away.

Justin quickly put his hand over JC’s. “No, don’t stop. Feels good.” He said, pressing JC’s hand gently down on his cock.

JC began softly kneading Justin’s erection. Justin continued to read the story. “You like that kind of stuff?” JC asked.

“What the story or what they’re doing in the story?”

JC stroked Justin through his pants. “What they’re doing. I didn’t think you’d be into something like that.”

“I wouldn’t really want you . . . err someone to do that to me, but I might get into doing that to someone.” Justin replied, gasping every now and then when JC touched just the right spot.

“You wanna try it?” JC asked, squeezing Justin lightly.

Justin whipped around, facing JC. “Seriously?” He asked, clearly shocked at JC’s suggestion.

“Sure, I’ll try anything once.“ JC told his astonished friend.

Justin turned, placing his whole body in front of the still kneeling JC. “Ok. You wanna like, do this now?” He asked, rising to his feet and grasping JC’s shoulders to pull him up.

JC laughed at Justin’s eagerness. He allowed Justin to drag him to the bed. “Slow down Just, this isn’t a race.”

“Sorry” Justin apologized, sitting down next to JC on the bed.

“It’s ok Justin. Just take your time. We’ve got all night.” JC whispered softly, grasping Justin’s chin lightly and turning his face toward him.

Justin smiled shyly at JC and asked, “Can I kiss you?”

JC caressed Justin’s cheek. “I’ve had my hand on your dick, I don’t think it’s gonna make a whole hell of a lot of difference if you put your mouth on mine.”

Justin leaned in, pressing his lips to JC's. JC moaned, opening his mouth slightly. Justin's tongue snaked in, meeting JC's. Justin brought one hand up, stroking JC's nape. The other rested lightly on JC's thigh. JC placed both hands on Justin's chest, caressing it. Tongues danced in abandon. Hands caressing. Lovers moaning. Justin slowly broke the kiss, trailing kisses down to JC’s jaw. He slowly pressed JC down onto the bed. stroking the exposed skin where JC’s shirt rode up.

“Sit up a minute.” Justin said, tugging JC’s shirt over his head as he sat up.

Justin laid JC back down. He began licking and kissing JC’s neck, nipping gently at the tender flesh. JC moaned. Justin traced JC’s collar bone with his tongue, sucking lightly at the base of his neck. He moved down JC’s chest, circling a nipple with his tongue. He sucked the tight bud into his mouth. He began caressing JC’s turgid cock. He kissed down JC’s taut abdomen, flicking his tongue into his navel. JC’s moaning escalated. He sat up to pull JC’s pants off.

“God JC, help me here.” Justin groaned, struggling with the tight jeans.

JC lifted his hips and pushed the jeans down. Justin kissed the patch of skin below JC’s navel. He made his way lower, trailing kisses. He touched his tongue to the head of JC’s cock. His tongue traced the vein in the shaft to the base and back again. Justin sucked the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. JC gasped, twisting his fingers in Justin’s hair. Justin took the entire length into h is mouth, slightly choking as it hit the back of his throat. Justin began moving up and down the shaft caressing with his lips and tongue. JC came shouting Justin’s name and pushing himself further into Justin’s mouth.

Justin jumped from the bed, running over to the desk and began rummaging around.

“Justin, what are you doing?” JC gasped, still out of breath and lying naked on the bed.

“I’m looking for paper.” Justin said, continuing to search the desk.

JC attempted to sit up and then just collapsed back onto the bed. “Paper for what?” He asked, watching Justin throw things across the desk.

“To write that Cody guy a thank you note.” He said, as if stating the obvious.

JC bolted upright in the bed. “Justin, you can’t write him a thank you note.”

Justin contemplated a moment before agreeing. “Yeah, you’re right.” He said, rushing from the room.

JC sat staring bewildered at the door Justin had just exited. “Justin, come back to bed. We aren’t finished, you haven’t even . . . .” JC trailed off as he realized Justin wasn’t listening.

Justin came running back into the room with full arms. He rushed over to the bed, dropping everything out of his arms. JC noticed there were silk scarves, chocolate pudding, cherries, Redi Whip, and various other food items. Justin rushed from the room once again.

“Justin what are you doing?” JC asked, as Justin strolled over to the bed holding something behind his back.

Justin grinned mischievously. “Well, I can’t write him a thank you note, but I can tape the product of what he brought together for him.” He said, showing JC the video camera he had hidden behind his back.

“You are not going to tape us and send it to someone.” JC declared.

“Yes I am, it’s the least I could do.” Justin grinned.

JC sighed, “Ok, I understand the taping but what’s with the food. Are you gonna eat first?”

Justin picked up the scarves. “Yeah, I’m gonna eat and you’re gonna be my dish.” He said, pushing JC back down on the bed and wrapping a scarf around each wrist and a bed post.

THE END