Several Months Later

God, I can't believe after all this time they stuck me in that cage. They know I hate it. Maybe JC's buy me a new boa, this one is getting a bit nasty. Oooh, sounds like someone's coming better get back into that damn thing.

***In the hallway***

JC was walking back toward the hotel room, he held two large, overstuffed bags from Barnes and Nobles.

"Been shopping Jayce?" JC spun around quickly upon hearing Joey's voice behind him.

"Planning on doing a lot of reading on this tour?" JC was staring down at his feet nervous about the idea of Joey looking into the bags.

"Jayce, you ok dude? I know you miss Lance on tour, but you have the next few days together. You can get all the Bass loving that you need," JC looked up and blue met brown.

"What?"

"You and Lance, isn't tonight the big night?" Joey leaned closer to JC and nudged the older man with his elbow.

"So… who's top and who's bottom?" Joey whispered to him before breaking out into a wide Joey smile.

"Huh…Huh…Dunno." JC managed to mumble as he made his way back towards the hotel room, he pulled his key card out of his back pocket quickly before Joey made his way towards him.

"C?"

"Gotta go Joe, lots to do," JC made his way inside and fell onto the bed. He turned his head to the side when he heard a noise. "Hey there fella. Guess you know too huh?" JC sat up on the bed, reached over and unhooked Dirk's cage.

"Of course I know what's going on. I live in this room too. I hear your conversations. I just can't figure out how it works with two guys. You got some serious explaining to do."

"Everyone must know. They're all gonna be looking at us funny tomorrow and talking about us."

JC went over, got the bags, emptied the things onto the bed. Dirk jumped up and sat amid the array of purchases.

"Wow, what the hell is all this crap? How come you didn't get me a new boa? You said you were gonna. Man, you're so messed up about what's going on you forgot about me. This sucks."

"Which do you think?" JC was holding 2 tubes of lube in his hands. "We've talked about doing this but we never talked about who was going to do who? Have you seen your daddy? He's massive. He's going to split me in two. Does he expect us to be equal? And why the hell am I talking to you?"

"Well, let me see. Use the red one, yes I've seen him and he probably would split you in two if I could figure out how this worked I might be able to answer your questions. I'm sure he already sees you as equals and you're talking to me because you always do. I don't know why but you do."

JC sat on the bed crossed legged and picked up a book he'd bought. He was flipping through some of the pages and started to read one of the pages intently.

"Jesus. Is he expecting me to do that? Do I have to do that?" JC stood up and went into the bathroom. He stood in front of the full- length mirror, kicked off his sneakers, unfastened his jeans, pushed them and his boxer shorts down and stepped out of them. He pulled up his t-shirt and pulled it off. He looked at himself naked in the mirror, turned around, looking at himself over his shoulder taking in his naked body. He moved his hands around behind him and parted his own ass cheecks. "What if it tears? Shit I can't do this on my own. I need 4 pairs of fucking hands to do this."

"What the hell are you doing? You look like an idiot standing there. Put some clothes on. Lance is gonna think you've lost your mind."

JC grabbed his boxers, pulled them on, went back into the living room, and fed Dirk. Fucking enema's? This shit is so fucking clinical," JC through the book down on the floor at the side of the bed narrowly missing Dirk.

"Hey, watch it. It ain't my fault you gotta do that. What's an enema? You gotta quit asking me questions when I don't know what you're talking about."

Lance entered the bedroom and found JC laying asleep on the bed in a pair of clingy grey Calvin Klein boxer shorts with an assortment of tubes, bottles and packages around him. Lance made a closer inspection of the items and smiled to himself.

"What's JC been up to Dirk?"

"Um.. Do you really want me to answer that?"

Lance moved the items onto the bedside table, crawled up the bed towards JC, lay down at beside him staring at the peaceful features of his boyfriend. "You are so damn beautiful," Lance moved over JC placing a soft kiss to JC's pink lips. He moved his lips down over JC"s chin, licked up towards his ear as his fingers moved down JC"s neck, over his chest, over to one nipple, traced the nipple, making the nipples tight, and then he traced all the lines of JC's stomach muscles and over his belly button. Lance sucked on JC's chin as his fingers played with the hairs below JC's belly button moving towards the waistband of his boxer shorts. He slipped two fingers into the waistband and came in contact with the head of JC's rock hard cock. Lance sighed, moved back towards JC"s lips as his hand pushed down the boser shorts and freed the hard member. Lance lifted his head, looked down towards what he was holding in his hand and smiled. He moved over and took one puckered nipple into his mouth as his hand closed around JC's erection.

"Whoa. This is interesting. Wonder if I can get a closer look without them seeing me."

"Mmmm. That's nice." Lance looked up to JC's lust filled sparkling blue eyes staring back at him.

> "Don't stop Baby," JC whimpered as he thrust his hips up .

"You're so beautiful," Lance whispered as he kissed along JC's collar bone.

"Wow, look at that. Never seen him like that before."

"So hard, baby."

"What can I do to help?"

"I don't know what you're gonna do but you better be careful. That think looks dangerous."

"Fuck me," lust had taken over JC"s earlier fears. Lance's hand moved down passed JC's heavy sac and over towards JC"s puckered hole. JC sighed and bucked his hips as Lance's fingers trailed around the hole. Lance twisted his body, picked up a tube of lube, placing it on JC's sstomach. He brought his hand back, opened the tube, applied a liberal amount to his fingers and moved his hand back to where it was before. He leaned down, placed a tender loving kiss on the lips of his lover. Involuntarily JC spread his legs wider and raised his hips from the bed. Lance gently placed a finer at the opening, nervous to push too hard.

"Ooooh. So that's how it works. It looks kinda painful. I gotta get closer. Ooops. Oh shit."

"Please," JC begged. Lance's fingers were slowly easing into JC. Lance was looking down at JC; his boyfriend's forehead was covered in sweat, whispers of hair, sticking to his forehead, eyes closed and mouth open.

Lance was too wrapped up in what he was doing, lost in his own joy and amazement at how amazing this most intimate act felt to him. He was brought out of his won world when he heard JC's giggling.

"Lance, stop it, it tickles."

"What?" Lance was dumbstruck to why JC was giggling.

"Fuck Lance!" JC was staring wide eyed at the bottom of the bed. Lance followed his eyes.

"Oh shit, busted."

"Dirk! What're you doing here?" Lance carefully removed his fingers from JC, sat up and gathered Dirk up.

Ask Joe or Justin to watch him," JC said as he lowered his head towards the pillow.

"Damnit, I wanna see how this works. Put me down. I promise I won't bother you any more. I'll be good, just please don't put with Joey or Justin. I'll be good."

"Don't move, don't get dressed." Lance stated as he climbed over the bed, still staring at JC.

"Don't worry, there's nowhere I wanna go."

"Good."

Lance rushed out of the room. When he came back he found JC on his back, his erection touching his stomach. In his haste to get back in he doesn't quite get the door shut all the way.

"Have you touched yourself Jayce?" JC's head moved to the side and he gave Lance a big smile.

"You two really should learn to shut the doors in these rooms" Dirk peeks in, sees that they are too busy again to notice him and makes his way to a chair. "They won't even notice if I just watch from over here. Gives me the perfect view too."

"After your touch my touch will never be the same." Lance moved onto the bed with JC and pulled the thinner man closer to him.

"So beautiful."

"Over dressed." JC smiled against Lance's neck as he started making work on removing Lance's clothes. When Lance was naked, JC's hands moved all over his body, getting to know every inch of Lance's lily white skin.

"Jayce, baby! I want to feel you in me! Please! I want our very first time to be you inside of me," Lance panted into JC's ears. Lance rolled them over so JC lay between Lance's legs.

"Baby? Are you sure?"

"Yes. Please Jayce. I really want to feel you inside me."

"Ooooh. Ooooh, yes, now we're getting somewhere. Come on stop with all the kissing crap. I wanna see how this works."

"I can do that. Oh… Yes… I can do that." JC started kissing Lance's lips, drawing his lips into his mouth as his hand moved down to stroke Lance's hard cock. "So good. So good," was all Lance heard JC mutter as JC's fingers moved down towards Lance's balls, cradling them in his hand.

JC reached over, grabbed the lube, applied some to his fingers, moved to Lance's hole, playing with the puckered skin around the opeing, then gently easing his finger inside.

"Oh, wow," Lance panted, as JC eased a second finger inside Lance's body.

"You feel so good Lance. So good," JC was kissing Lance's face and jaw line.

"In me now. I have to have you in me now," Lance gripped JC's hips and pulled him closer to his own body, the connection of both their hard dicks caused a bolt of electricity to shoot through his body.

"Whoa, maybe I'm not ready for this. They're gonna hurt each other. This can't be healthy."

"Feels good baby. I don't wanna hurt you." JC whispered , then sucked on Lance's bottom lip as he slowly pulled his fingers out, reached over and found a condom. He tried one handed to open the packet while still kissing Lance but he was trembling, he had to sit up and break all physical contact with Lance as he used both hands to open the condom package.

"Want to help," JC smiled mischieviously at Lance. Lance grabbed the tube of lube and waited for JC to apply the condom. Then Lance applied the lube to JC.

"You are amazing."

"Lance?"

"Yeah, beautiful?"

"Um…How would you feel if I told you I was petrified?" Lance raised his head and gave JC a loving smile.

"Relieved that I'm not the only one," Lance pulled JC closer to him in a full body hug, wrapping his legs around JC.

"I mean I want to do it. I really want to do it. But…."

"What Jayce?" Lance kissed his cheek bone.

"I don't want to hurt you," JC let out a nervous laugh.

"Oh baby. Come here. Come here." Lance pulled him down and was stroking his hair.

"This…this is what I want. We've gone over all of this. We've done our research. We know it's going to hurt… But… I *want* this. I want you," Lance kissed him again. This time on the lips, a very brief kiss.

"I need you. I need this," Lance's hands moved up JC's shoulder and up his neck until they were in his hair.

"Yes, come on. Get this show on the road."

"I want us to do this. I love you so much," JC smiled down at Lance.

"I love you so much," JC kissed Lance while slowly easing his dick into Lance.

"Hurt?"

"No, no Jayce. No don't stop," Lance wrapped his legs around JC's hips. JC held his position for a while, just kissing Lance, then he started to gently rock his hips back and forth, never pulling fully out of Lance. He kept up the pace until he started hearing soft moans and whimpers from Lance, then he started making bolder movements, Lance's hands moved down and grabbed JC's ass, pushing him further in him.

"Hmmm. Looks just like what Joey did with Kelly. That's nothing special. Doesn't look that painful. No wonder Lance is enjoying it."

"Lance, Lance…soon…now…yes!" JC screamed as he started filling the condom with his milky white juices.

"Mmmm," JC raised off Lance slightly and held the end of the condom while he slowly pulled out Lance, he took the condom off and just dropped it on the floor beside the bed as he curled up to Lance's side, dropping tiny kisses onto Lance's temple and hair line.

"You hurt?" he asked as he trailed his fingers along Lance's stomach and chest.

"Mmm. Sore but I'll get over it. That was amazing. Really amazing." Lance smiled and moved his head to meet JC in a kiss."

"Yeah, thank you. I'll never forget what's just happened."

"Mmmm. How about in a while I give you a similar memory?' Lance smiled while taking JC's bottom lip between his.

"Mmmmm." JC gets up, picks up the condom, goes into the bathroom, discards the condom, grabs a washcloth and returns to Lance. "Couldn't leave that down there. What if Dirk got back in here?"

Lance squirms under JC's ministrations. "You keep that up, you're just gonna have to do it all over again Jayce."

"Mmmm." JC climbs on the bed and lays next to Lance. "Come here. I wanna hold you for a while."

"I could handle that." Lance rolls so he's half on top of JC, with one leg wrapped around JC's. He looks over towards the chair that Dirk has been perched upon. "How the hell did he get back in here?"

"What? Who?"

"Dirk, he's in that chair over there."

"What? Oh, God. You mean…." JC trails off, turning beet red. "He saw us."

"Yeah, I suppose he did."

"But I thought you gave him to Joey?"

"Nah, I just put him in the lounge. I don't know how…." Lance looks up to see the door is open just enough for Dirk to squeeze through. "Shit. That explains it. Guess we're lucky he's the only one that was watching."