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The rest of the day was just like any other day, except for the stares as Joey held Lance. Joey blocked it out as he kissed Lance's neck, but the other man knew. Lance could see JC carefully watching every move they made.

"So, who wants to watch another movie?" Chris walked over to the pile of video tapes, rummaging through to find a specific box. "How about Back to the Future?"

"I like the third one best. Can we watch that?" Chris tossed more videos out of the way.

"Sure, Lance. Does anyone have a problem with this one?" Three shakes of the head and Chris popped the black box into the VCR. As the movie started, Lance peeked around Joey's head. He was still watching them.

"I want some candy." Justin ran over to his bag, and pulled out a bag of Pixie Stix. "Who wants one?" Lance wasn't paying attention, but soon a few were thrown in every direction. Even as they flew by, JC still had his eyes set on the couple. He climbed off of Joey's lap and picked up a stick.

"These things'll make ya hyper, for sure." He smiled a poured a pile of strawberry sugar into his mouth while Joey rubbed his leg that was still spread over his lap.

"You know what's the best?"

"What?" He turned to the man next to him.

"Vodka and sugar."

"I think he wants to get everyone drunk."

"Just making a comment." JC finally stood up and walked into one of the bedrooms, returning with a few bottles.

"I just so happen to have some vodka." He handed one to Joey who unscrewed the lid. "We could make a game out of it. Like everytime they change the future, you have to take a shot." Everybody gave signs of agreement and the game began. None of them had realized just how much Doc and Marty changed the future in these movies, and soon the room was filled with five drunk men.

"You know what I would do if I had a flying train thingie?" No one was paying attention to Chris. "I'd go to... umm... a strip club."

"We're going to a strip club?" Justin awoke from his drowsy state. "I don't feel like going out."

"What? We're going to a strip club?" Chris had already forgotten his previous comment.

"You said you wanted to go to one."

"I do want to go to one."

"I don't want to." Justin sat back in the soft chair. Lance looked over at the two talking to each other.

"I want..." Damn, he was horny. "I want to..."

"What?" The sad blond looked over at him.

"I want to watch another movie." Lance brought the bottle to his lips, taking in more sour liquid. Justin now watched him grinding into Joey. He watched and wondered what the Hell he was doing. They had been kissing and holding each other all day, but damn.

"What movie?"

"I don't know." Joey sat still, giggling as the younger man sat on top of him, unable to stop moving his hips. Suddenly, Chris put a hand on Lance's back. "What?"

"Are you two going to do it right here?"

"No."

"Ok, just wondering, because you've been stabbing at him with the Washington Monument for the last few minutes." This comment caused Joey to burst out in laughter. The laughter spread to Chris, while Justin still sat in his chair, watching the others. In the confusion, Lance started to thrust even harder at the man underneath him, moaning into the bottle in front of his mouth.

"Where's JC?" No one was listening to Justin, so he walked over to the balcony to find his friend sitting against the wall, drinking from his own bottle. "Hey."

"Hey, Just." JC was still looking at the ground as Justin sat beside him. "What's going on?"

"I'm actually not sure. I think Lance is getting off and Joey and Chris are laughing like crazy about some joke I'm sure neither one remembers."

"Sounds like..."

"A freak show." Justin took the bottle away from his friend.

"You shouldn't be drinking."

"I know. What would the fans think? What would their mothers think? What would MY mother think? You're underage too, Mr. Smart Guy."

"Yeah, but I can vote."

"Rub it in my face, why don't you." Justin stood up and looked into the room. Chris and Joey were on the couch, giving off the last few giggles as Lance sat on the floor, breathing deeply. "I think they're done in there." He waited for a comment, but it never came. "Do you want to come in?" Justin sat back down.

"I want something else."

"It's not a movie, is it?" A grin appeared on his face, but faded away from the serious look on JC's face.

"I want this." He bent in and gave a deep kiss to his young friend. Justin pushed him away after a few seconds, red and shaking. "I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. Can we just go inside?"

"Ok. I really am sorry. I just... I don't know. It must be the liquor."

"Ok." Justin looked down at the bottle JC had been holding the whole time-the bottle that had maybe one or two swigs taken out of it. "Let's just go inside."