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Title: The One With the Birthday Celebration
Author:
Part: 1/1
Series: The One Series
Pairing: JuNiJo
Warning: Slash warning
Rating: NC 17
Notes: Birthday frolicking of the best kind. *rowr*. For Joey’s 28th, Nick’s 25th and Justin’s 24th, although it is their 23rd, 20th and 19th, respectively in this story.

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The final notes of their encore played and Justin could feel the butterflies in his stomach. They were different from the usual butterflies he got from performing. These were butterflies of anticipation, butterflies that reminded him that after the show, they would be going out to a club. A real club that he could now legally get into without having security call in and make a few ‘suggestions’ about relaxing the age limit for him. He was Justin Timberlake and of course he’d been to bars and clubs already, and not just the ones that they’d snuck him into in Germany, not that anyone *really* cared over there. That had been fun for the first few times but when he realized he wasn’t the only kid in there, it had lost it’s luster pretty damn quick. Not to mention, the frequency with which they’d snuck out, it was just another night over there.

But back home, in North America, clubs were completely different. They weren’t as seedy, which had been a big surprise, but at the same time, North Americans were much more careful with who they let in. Generally, not with celebrities of course, because when you had enough money, you could pretty much get anything done. But now, he was legal. In Canada anyways, which happened to be where they were. He hated the thought of having to work on his nineteenth birthday, but the show had been scheduled and although he’d been upset about it, Joey had conveniently reminded him that they’d be in Canada for their birthdays, and Justin could party there.

Justin had always loved their northern neighbors.

In accordance with the schedule, they arrived in Toronto late on Joey’s birthday, too late to really do any celebrating, and since that night, they’d been working like dogs to promote and pimp the concerts and CD. Rather than have two parties, it was agreed that after the concert on Justin’s birthday, they would combine the celebrations and have one massive party.

"J, hurry the fuck up, we don’t have all night." Chris called, throwing a shoe at Justin’s head. He ducked the flying object just in time to avoid having it smack him directly between his eyes.

"Damn ya’ll. What’s the problem?"

"The problem is that you’re staring off into space and we’ve got a party to get to. Your party if I’m not mistaken," Lance said, pulling his shirt over his head.

"Excuse me?" Joey protested as he headed towards the door. "Whose party?"

Lance rolled his eyes with a laugh. "I’m sorry, yours and JOEY’S party!"

"Damn right Joey’s party!" He jumped up and banged the top of the doorway as he passed through. "Now hurry the fuck up, there’s gotta be at least a few dozen girls waiting to see which of them I’m taking back to my hotel with to let them..."

"Whoa.. I’m hurrying.. I’m hurrying!" Justin scrambled, cutting Joey off. "No one needs to hear that shit!"

Lance and JC snickered as they too grabbed their bags, checking the locker room for anything they might have missed. Odds were, when the crew did a last sweep, they’d find anything that was left behind, but for the most part, they preferred taking ten seconds to check for themselves.

"Really," Lance agreed. "I mean, it’s bad enough we’ll probably have to HEAR it, we don’t want to have to hear ABOUT it!"

"Jealous?" Joey snickered, slapping Lance in the ass on the way to the van. "It’s okay, I know."

"No it’s not okay, and no you don’t know. Nothing to know birthday boy!"


They all piled into the single van, which would take them to the club, while their belongings were in another which would go to the hotel. Originally, they had planned on going to the hotel to get ready to go out, but since the show would let out late enough, they figured that rather than losing time going back and forth, they would just have their clubbing clothes waiting for them after the concert and go from there.

"So this is the plan," Chris grinned mischievously. "We’re gonna hit the Rail before we go to the bar."

Justin’s face contorted into a look of confusion as he turned to face his best friend. Joey was grinning and JC was rolling his eyes, although he did have a smile on his face. "The Rail?"

Lance snorted from the farthest back seat in the van, shades covering his eyes. "The Rail. The Brass Rail."

Justin still had no idea what the guys were talking about. "Yeah? And?"

"It’s a strip club on Yonge," Joey smirked as he palmed his hardening groin. This was definitely going to be a double party. With a giant, smacking kiss to Chris’ cheek, he hooted loudly to himself. "Happy Birthday Joey. Bring on the titties!"

"But what about the club?" Justin frowned. He didn’t exactly mind going to a strip club, clearly it was a good one because it took a lot to get Joey THAT excited about girls and titties, seeing that with the snap of his fingers he could have at least a dozen girls naked and waiting for him in his hotel room at any given time of the day. But he’d been really looking forward to slipping into a darkened, bass pumping, club to dance off the adrenaline that was pumping through his veins. He’d find some hot, chick, grind all up on her all night and be more than happy to bring her to his room to let her blow him before curling up and calling Brit.

"Don’t worry Junior," Chris assured him. The van began to slow down and as they looked out the window, a giant sign with scantily clad women bent over in compromising positions was staring them in the face. The neon sign was lit up, "The Brass Rail’ blinking happily. "We’ll be here long enough to have a few drinks, get you and Joe hot and horny with special European lap dances, and then we can go to the club so you can dance."

Justin looked towards the back of the van, meeting JC’s eyes. The older man nodded and grinned, easing Justin’s mind slightly. "Yeah?"

"Hell yeah," Joey cheered as he sprang out of the van. "Titties... Lets go, ladies await my hard earned money to be stuffed so savagely into their cleavage and panties."

Lance was the last to emerge from the van, right behind Justin who had purposely waited for him. "You’d think he hadn’t fucked half of Europe," Lance chuckled quietly.

"And that’s just the male half," Justin agreed, wiggling his eyebrows. "I swear, he’s seen more titties than all of us put together, and still, he’s like a kid in a candy store."

Justin grinned as Lance flung his arm around his shoulders comfortingly. "Come on Juju, if you don’t hurry, there won’t be any left for your lap dance. And the last thing you want is Joey’s cast aways."

The Brass Rail was exactly what Justin envisioned it to be. Dim lights, beautiful, barely dressed waitresses that only briefly took the attention away from the women on stage, gyrating and dancing to the pumped up music, contorting their bodies in positions that Justin had only heard about. He couldn’t deny that it was pretty hot, although he found himself watching the guys’ reactions to the girls more so than the girls themselves. But when Chris, then JC and finally Lance bought him lap dances, he followed each of the girls into the back room and sat down politely as they performed dutifully for him.

"You can touch me if you want," the blonde with the obviously fake breasts and shaved pussy breathed into his ear. This was the one that Lance had bought for him and Justin cocked his head to the side as he flashed her a flirty smirk.

"I thought that was against the rules," he said just as breathily, noticing that she shivered as his breath caressed her throat. The rules had been clearly stated by the bouncer when he had entered the VIP room. The girls could touch, the men could not. "I wouldn’t want to get in trouble." Justin also knew that this one knew who he was. She recognized him the instant Lance had waved her over and she’d practically been drooling when she led him through the club towards the curtains.

"It’s okay if we let you touch." Justin raised his eyebrows as she sat down on his outstretched legs, spreading herself so wide that nothing was left to the imagination. "Do you want to touch me?"

Justin looked down, his eye caught on a silver hoop piercing her clit. He had a brief moment of curiosity of what it would feel like if he reached down and tugged it playfully, but it had passed and he only blushed. The dancer must have noticed because her lips curled into a grin and she carried out his thoughts herself.

"It doesn’t hurt," she growled as she tugged on it lightly. "In fact, it feels so good. I can cum just by someone playing with it." To prove her point, she began to roll the ring between her fingers, grinding on Justin’s lap sensuously. He couldn’t deny how hot the live porn show was making him and for a second, Justin wanted nothing more than to give in to the pleas of his aching cock and fuck her. She had pretty much offered him that and from the looks of how wet she was, she wanted it as much as he did.


"Jesus Christ," Joey murmured as he stepped into the private area where Justin was still watching the dancer, he still hadn’t gotten her name, finger herself. Her blue eyes, probably as fake as her blonde hair and breasts, looked up and grinned at the presence of another celebrity. Her night was clearly getting better as each song played.

"Well hello, come to watch?" She asked with a shudder.

Justin turned his head to see Joey tucking his shirt into his pants. Suddenly that held more fascination to him than the girl who was thisclose to cumming on his lap. He wondered if Joey had just fucked the dancer JC had arranged for him. And for a second, he wished that he was as casual about sex as Joey certainly was.

"I hadn’t planned on it, but damn ..." Joey leaned in behind Justin, resting his hands on the younger man’s shoulders. Their eyes met and Justin had a million questions for him. None were voiced. Joey grinned and leaned down so that his mouth was directly against Justin’s ear. "Don’t think you have to get them off... They’re always more than happy to get you off."

"Is that what...?" Justin started to ask, distracted by the scent of sex around him. He could smell Joey’s sex but at the same time, the girl’s sex too.

"I fucking love a girl with a tongue ring," Joey admitted with a smirk. "They give the best head."

"You didn’t..." Justin asked. It seemed absurd that they were having this conversation while Lance’s present was still finger fucking herself on his lap, but Justin couldn’t take his eyes off of Joey whose eyes were riveted to where her fingers were working herself.

"Didn’t have to. I flicked open the button on my jeans, she was on her knees so fucking fast my head spun. Sucked me dry baby."

The girl was losing Justin’s attention fast and she knew that she had to do something if she was going to get any further with him. Listening to Joey’s accounts of what had happened with him, she withdrew her hand from between her legs and tried, as sexy as she could, to slink to the floor. She was making her way to Justin’s jeans when the curtain parted and a large security guard was standing in the way.

"I didn’t..." Justin began to panic at the look of frustration in the girl’s eyes. It wasn’t until he got a better look at the man in the doorway that he realized it was one of their security guards, not the club’s.

"Come on, time to get a move on."

"We’re not done here," the girl protested with a whine. Justin looked down and frowned. She definitely was not as attractive as she had been when he’d first entered the room. Desperation was not sexy, and he’d seen more than his share of desperate girls who would do anything to be able to say they sucked his cock. Looking at Joey, he could see that he agreed.

"Lets get outta here," Joey clapped Justin on the back and nodded towards the door. "Next time, you come with me and I’ll hook you up. Two for one."

Chris, JC and Lance had settled the bill and left Joey and Justin with a car and one security guard. "Limo’s outside, lets go. They’ll meet you at the club."

Joey stretched his back, pleased with his night so far. Justin on the other hand, had been left with an impressive erection, that he needed to deal with if he was going to be doing any dancing that night. They waited until the signal was given and headed out of the bar and down the small side street where the limo was dutifully waiting. It was as Joey slid in and gasped, that Justin realized something was wrong.

"Fuck," Joey gasped as he saw the figure sitting in their limo. "What the..."

"Happy Birthday," a voice responded. Justin kicked Joey lightly to hurry him the fuck up, because it was January and damn, Toronto got fucking cold in January.

"Hurry up Joe, my dick’s gonna shrivel up and freeze."

"Now, we wouldn’t want that to happen to the birthday boy." Justin turned his nose up at the strangely familiar but unrecognizable voice and pushed to get into the limo faster. When he finally located the owner of the voice, his look of confusion turned into that of surprise and excitement.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Justin asked, smirking at the blonde sitting deep in the limo. Justin was across the car and directly beside him before Joey could process that Nick Carter was in their limo.

"Well, it’s someone’s nineteenth birthday right? And, well I just turned twenty so I'm no longer a teenager, and seeing that these are both milestone birthdays, I thought I’d come up to celebrate." Nick’s eyes roamed up and down Justin’s frame, before he took the time to repeat the action with Joey. His plush, pink lips were curled into a sexy smirk and he ran a hand through his spiky blonde hair.

"Do..." Justin started to ask. He was interrupted by Nick who held his hand up to silence the younger man.

Nick picked up the phone that let him speak to the driver. "Steven? Take us to the hotel please." It was only a few blocks away but he knew that Joey and Justin had been expecting to go to the club, and not expecting him to be there. The driver would take them to the hotel he was staying at and thankfully it was accommodating to people who didn’t want their business known, so they would go down to the underground parking and up through the service elevator so no one would even know they were there.

"Hotel?" Joey asked when he could finally get his thought processes working again. "We’re going out clubbing with the guys." Yes, they were supposed to be out with Chris, Lance and JC, but Nick was grinning at him wolfishly, and Joey was more interested in what was going to be happening with Nick, despite what he was trying to convince himself of.

"You were going out clubbing with the guys, at least that was what you were led to believe. They are going out, you are not."

Justin’s face was permanently fixed in a grin, he was more turned on right then than he had been the whole time he had half naked girls dancing on his lap for him. That had to mean something and if he could have been thinking properly, he would have tried to figure it out. All that mattered to him right now was that Nick was there, probably taking him to the hotel so they could have sex, and it had been far too long since he and Nick had had sex with each other. And they surely hadn’t ever done it in Toronto, so he couldn’t have cared less if they got to the club. He wanted sex with Nick. In Toronto. On his birthday. Looking at Joey, Justin’s cock twitched violently and his grin brightened. Yeah, nineteen was going to fucking rock.

"Do they know we’re not coming?" Joey asked. He was unsure why he was being such an ass, but figured it had to do with being caught slightly off guard. He’d only ever seen Justin grin that way at Britney, and if Joey knew the younger man half as well as he thought he did, it meant that something had happened at some point or another, with Nick. That caused for Joey’s mind to revert back to a hot, summer night while in Germany when Joey was too tired to go out, and Nick had somehow found his way into Joey’s room. The night progressed with them watching TV and surprisingly, not drinking any alcohol at all. Joey had wished they had, because when Nick offered to blow him and Joey agreed, quicker than he maybe should have, he could have at least blamed it on them being drunk. But they hadn’t been, and when Joey returned the favour, he tried to tell himself the reason he came again was because he had been listening the porn they’d had on the TV. They couldn’t see it because the TV was
 scrambled and every so often they’d see a boob or a dick, but it sounded hot enough and provided them with the background that had accompanied Joey’s first experimentation with boy on boy love.

Despite how many men Joey had been with after that, he’d never again been with Nick, and he couldn’t lie and say that the blonde wasn’t in the forefront of his mind. It appeared that Nick was taking the liberty of remedying that, and Joey couldn’t help but want to submit.

"Yes. They know you’re not coming. How do you think I happened to be in the right limo," Nick teased. His hand had slowly found it’s way to Justin’s lap and was stroking him through the denim. Justin was writhing, eyes focused solely on Nick’s lips and mouth. "Now, you can go to the club, or you can come back to the hotel with me."

"Hotel." Justin said without hesitation. He swallowed thickly as Nick leaned in and kissed him passionately, ravaging his mouth.

"Good answer."

Joey swallowed thickly. His mouth was dry and at the first sight of Justin’s tongue dueling with Nick’s, he felt his cock nearly explode in his pants. He watched them engage in a obscenely dirty and heavenly kiss, and Joey couldn’t help but be jealous that Justin was the focus of Nick’s seduction. When the two blondes pulled away, he felt Nick’s eyes roam shamelessly over his body.

"Joseph?" Nick asked, breathless from Justin’s kiss.

"Yeah?" Justin asked hesitantly. "Joe?"

Justin wanted Joey to agree. He wanted it more than he’d wanted anything in his life it seemed. He’d spent many a nights watching Joey in rapture, questioning how it would feel to be on the receiving ends of his sexual prowess. There were many a nights he heard, men and women alike, screaming in pleasure, crying out to God thanks to Joey’s skill, and Justin wondered what the fuss was like. It was his birthday and if he had to pout and throw a tantrum to get what he wanted, well Justin wasn’t above diva fits.

"J?" Joey asked, slightly breathless. The thought of having Nick was dizzying enough, but to know that he could have Nick and Justin, a certified wet dream, was more than he could handle. Joey needed to know what he was walking into. "Are you...?"

"Please," Justin whispered softly. "I want you to."

Nick smirked as he kissed Justin thoroughly. When he broke the kiss, he climbed across the limo to where Joey was sitting, surprisingly rigid. He licked a path from Joey’s ear to his jaw, before sucking on his chin playfully. Joey’s skin turned into goose bumps at the first swipe of his tongue and before Nick could capture Joey’s lips with his own, he heard the older man whimper. "He wants you to," Nick confirmed. "I want you to too."

Joey allowed himself to be thoroughly kissed by Nick and gave up all hopes of rational thought. Nick’s hand swiftly caressed the bulge in his jeans and somewhere, at the back of his mind, he registered Nick beckoning Justin across the limo to help him.

"J..." Nick growled. "Come over here and show Joey what you want for your birthday."

Justin mewled and shook his head. He was enjoying watching Nick manipulate Joey’s body. When Nick’s eyes narrowed and he snarled at him, Justin scrambled across the seat towards the two men kissing shamelessly. Joey’s hands were clenched, grabbing the leather seats tightly.

"What ..." Joey whimpered as Nick broke the kiss. "What do you want J?"

Justin looked out the window and noticed that they were underground at the hotel. They’d stopped moving and the security guard was standing outside of the door, waiting for a signal to let them out. "I want to take this upstairs. We’re here."

The trip from the parking garage to Nick’s room was a blurry haze, one that Justin hoped to remember at a later time. There were pieces that he could recall vividly. The way Joey bit his lip nervously, continually looking from his feet to Nick and then to Justin, before looking back at his feet. The feel of Nick’s hand on his lower back, drawing random patterns under the coat, but over his tee shirt. And how hot he was, despite how cold the air was around them. All of that didn’t matter though, because Justin knew that when they got up to Nick’s room, things would be changing and he was eager to get started.

They followed Nick into his room, toeing their shoes off at the door before throwing their coats down on an empty chair. Justin noticed that Joey hadn’t looked at him since they’d gotten off of the elevator and suddenly worried that his friend was going to have a problem with this. He needed to know it was okay before they started, and so silently, he approached Joey from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist like he always did.

"We okay?"

Joey froze. It was a familiar embrace, one that Justin gave him on nearly a daily basis, but right now, in this setting and under these pretenses, it meant something else. Something new and exciting, something that took Joey’s breath away. "Uhh..."

"I mean.. I don’t want to do this if it’s not going to be cool for us. If you don’t want to, or you think it’s going to be weird and you’ll hate me in the morning. Because it doesn’t matter how sexy you are, and how much I want you and sometimes jerk off to you even though you don’t know it and I probably shouldn't be telling you this, I don’t want it to be at the expense of our friendship, because that would suck. Seeing how much I love you and how much time we’re going to be spending with each other in the very near future."

Joey turned around in Justin’s arms and looked directly into his eyes. He knew that when Justin got nervous, he started to ramble and damn it if Joey didn’t find it the most endearing, sexy, adorable thing. He figured that the only way to shut Justin up, was to occupy his mouth, so before he could think too much about it, Joey leaned in and kissed him. Hard. Erotic. Licking at every inch of his mouth and holding him tenderly, one hand behind Justin’s head, the other caressing his cheek. It was midway through the kiss that Justin’s ramblings started to penetrate Joey’s conscious. "You jerk off to me?"

Justin blushed and buried his face in Joey’s tee shirt. His cock was now throbbing again and he wanted nothing more than for Joey to whisk him away and kiss him again. "Sometimes."


"Damn," Joey said, slightly amazed.

"Doesn’t that just make you feel so good," Nick said, entering the room. He was wearing only a pair of boxer briefs and holding onto two glasses of what looked like champagne. "Knowing that Justin Timberlake, THE Justin Timberlake is jerking off to you? Gets me all hot and bothered." Nick approached Joey and Justin, handing them each a glass. He slowly lured them into the other room, to find at least a dozen candles scattered around.

Justin rolled his eyes and glared at Nick. Both men knew he wasn’t seriously mad and Nick only winked and blew him a kiss.

"Oh yeah. Justin’s had a hard on for you for years. And well me... Ever since we sucked each other in Germany a few years ago ...I’ve been waiting for you to realize I’m legal and dying to fuck you. Or be fucked by you."

"You two?" Justin asked, surprised. Nick had never mentioned to him that he and Joey had done anything of the sort. Not that they told each other of every conquest, but he’d told Nick about how at a club one night, AJ had been drunk enough to let Justin jerk him off in one of the stalls in the bathroom, so he figured that would have been perfect timing for Nick to confess that he and Joey had engaged in mutual blow jobbery. Clearly not. He looked at Nick who was smirking at him, not at all looking apologetic. Justin wanted to be angry with him, but was far too aroused to manage it.

"Us two. If you could even consider it as anything more..."

"Hey," Joey argued. Even though it had only been a blow job each, it was still something and he really didn’t need Nick trivializing it. The blonde must have understood because he winked and nodded.

"Of course it was fabulous and mind bending and something that I’ve been dreaming about since it happened. Which is why I’m here. To expand on the blow job. To show Joey that I’m not the kid he saw back then. Plus, any time with you J is more than welcome in my books. So now, un-fucking-dress so we can fuck." Nick looked back and forth between them. "Now. Both of you." It seemed they needed instruction, although Nick frowned when neither moved.

"Uhhh..." Justin mumbled, eyes on Joey.

"Yeah.." Joey replied, eyes on Justin.

Nick sighed as he checked his watch. "I always could get the car, find the guys and hook up with Lance before the night is over, he seemed pleased to see me." Nick was halfway across the room before he felt Justin grab him from behind and pull him back into the room.

"Since you’re going and all," Justin teased as he licked at Nick’s neck. "Can you give him this..." Justin spun Nick around and kissed him full and hard on the mouth, taking the time to slide his hands down Nick’s broad back and into the back of his boxer briefs. When Nick pulled away, he wiped at his mouth and shrugged.

"I’ll pass the message on."

"Carter, you’re an asshole. You’re not leaving."

"I’m not?" Nick tried to hold back a giggle.

"Of course not," Joey said stepping towards the two men embracing. He held Nick’s pants in his hands. "You’ll need these."

Nick saw the twinkle in Joey’s eyes and jokingly reached out for the pants. They were pulled out of his reach and tossed across the room.

"Fuck off," Joey growled as he stepped in closer to Nick, pulling him in for a steamy kiss. "Give me a second to process what the fuck is going on."

Nick purred into Joey’s mouth. "What is going on is you’re going to see how much, and for how long we’ve both been lusting after you."

"Both of you?" Joey asked, directing his question towards Justin. He grinned when the younger man nodded.

"Both of us."

"Now that we’ve talked this whole thing to death," Nick said with an exaggerated sigh. "If I had have known how fucking chatty you both are, I would have just kidnapped Lance from the get go and brought him home hours ago. At least I know he’s a sure thing." When Justin’s eyes narrowed and Joey’s jaw dropped Nick smirked. "Well he has been in the past anyways."

"First off," Joey growled as he grabbed onto Nick’s arm. He flung the blonde in the direction of the bed. "As easy as Lance may have been in the past, Jayce would probably have your dick on a platter if you even so much as..." The way Nick’s lips curled into a smirk and his eyes danced caused his sentence to die off. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Nick shrugged. "No reason."

Joey narrowed his eyes. "I don’t believe you."

Again, Nick shrugged. "Just a tip, Jayce doesn’t mind you borrowing him from time to time. As long as you let him watch."

Justin’s eyes widened and the gasp was out before he could stop it. "Really?" He blushed as Joey looked at him in disbelief and Nick flashed him a knowing smirk.

"Really."

Joey shuddered at the ease with which they were talking about his best friend’s sexual habits. "Can we not discuss Lance as if he was a sexual object. Not exactly the image I want."

Nick scrunched up his nose and chuckled. "Why? Have you looked at him lately? I mean, LOOKED? He’s fucking hot." He tilted his head to the side and pictured Lance and Joey together. The thought made his cock twitch. "And you two..."

"What would be hot, is you shutting up," Joey suggested as he crawled over Nick’s body slowly. He ground their heated erections together enjoying the full body shiver it elicited in Nick. "And us getting on with the fucking."

"Justin?" Nick squeaked from the bed. Joey was holding his hands tightly above his head and had pinned him to the mattress. "You gonna join us?"

Justin smirked from his position by the door. He’d undressed and was leisurely stroking his erection as he watched Joey and Nick engage in an erotic struggle on the bed. "Don’t know, I’m enjoying the show."

The speed with which Joey removed Nick’s shorts and threw them across the room was impressive. The speed with which he engulfed Nick’s entire length, stopping only as his nose was deep in Nick’s pubic hair was phenomenal. Justin’s breath caught in his throat and he felt his whole body quiver in anticipation.

"Fuck..." Nick whined, arching his back. His fingers tangled in Joey’s hair as he pumped his hips against Joey’s face. "Enjoy it over here..."

There was a soft sucking sound as Joey pulled off of Nick’s cock and raised his head. "Yeah J, get that scrawny ass over here."

The first thing Justin did when he joined the other two on the bed was tug on Joey’s underwear. He wanted them all naked, but mostly wanted a better look at Joey naked. They’d all seen each other naked over the years, but never had he been afforded the opportunity to really look at him, to be able to sexualize it. Justin wondered, as he took in Joey’s muscular frame, if he’d ever be able to change in a dressing room with him again, without wanting to drop to his knees and blow him. Or fuck him. Or be blown or fucked by him. His whimper caused for them to divert their attention to him.

"You okay?" Nick asked, slightly breathless.

"Yeah, just... Damn Joe. You’re so fucking hot."

Nick took that opportunity to overthrow the older man and toss him back on the bed. Joey was sprawled out, giving Justin a better view. "You don’t know the half of it," he promised. With a subtle look Nick beckoned Justin closer so that their mouths could meet in a steamy, playful kiss. It was when Joey took both of their cocks in his hand and started jerking them both off simultaneously that they pulled away from the kiss, whimpering against each other’s mouths.

"So," Joey asked, as he licked a path up Justin’s flat stomach. He stopped to tongue a hardened nipple, grinning at the low moan that resulted. "Do we have a plan of action, or is it a free for all?"

Nick turned around so that he could join Joey in worshiping Justin’s body. They trailed their tongues up and down his flawless skin, meeting every so often to lick at each other’s mouths playfully. "I think..." Nick mumbled as he nibbled on Justin’s bellybutton. "...that we need to get with the fucking."

"Hence, the plan." Joey reiterated. "So you’re the birthday boy, what do you want?"

It took Justin a few seconds to realize that Joey was talking to him. He was lost in the sensations of having both Nick and Joey kissing and licking his body, and at that moment, couldn’t have cared less what happened, as long as he got off. A few times. "Fuck me. Please ...fuck me."

"Who?" Nick asked with a smirk. He could tell how close to the edge Justin was, and as Justin reached out and grabbed blindly, Nick pushed Joey towards him. "Joey it is." When Joey moved to protest, Nick shook his head and kissed him passionately.

"But..."

"No, you HAVE to feel it Joey. How hot he is ...how much he loves it..." Nick kissed Joey one last time before pulling away. The walk to his bag across the room only took a few seconds, but by the time Nick returned, Joey had effectively pressed Justin into the bed and was hovering over him, their mouths fused together and bodies working in tandem to get each other off. With a chuckle, Nick joined them on the bed, curling up at their side.

"You’re going to need this," he whispered against Joey’s jaw and pressed a condom into his chest.

Joey regretfully pulled away and tried to catch his breath. Justin was moving underneath him sinuously and he wanted nothing more than to spread his legs open and shove right into him. Thankfully, Nick was there as a voice of reason. "Thanks.." Joey breathed. His fingers fumbled with the condom, nearly dropping it. Nick picked the foil packet back up and opened it, sliding the latex down Joey’s erection.

"Lube?" Nick asked, Justin more than Joey.

Justin blinked a few times, looking back and forth between Joey and Nick. He felt so much at once and nodded. "Yeah."

"Go slow at first," Nick instructed Joey softly. "Give him a chance to adjust and then he’ll let you know.."

"How many times have you guys done this?" Joey needed to know. For some reason, he felt as though he was the beginner here and they were teaching him. There was a moment of silence before Nick chuckled and kissed him.

"Just a few times."

Justin snorted. "Yeah, a few. Dozen."

Joey’s eyes widened. He had no idea. "Serious?"

Justin shrugged, Nick grinned. "It pays being the youngest. No one thinks you’re capable of doing much of anything. We’ve been sorely underestimated."

"I’ve been sorely unobservant." Joey admitted. Not just about how close these two men were, but about everything, including how hot they were and not only that, but how available. From what Joey gathered, he’d been missing a lot while living in his own sexual universe.

"Can we talk about this later?" Justin asked, shaking his ass. "As touching as this is, I’m hard, horny and if I don’t have a cock in my ass soon, I’ll go out and find someone else."

Joey growled as he slid into place, inching his way deep into Justin’s body. The growl turned into a gasp and moan as he fought to hold onto his control. "Damn J, so fucking tight."

"Isn’t it hot?" Nick mumbled against Joey’s throat. He watched as every inch of Joey’s erection, disappeared into Justin’s body. "Nothing better than being inside of him."

Joey wanted to agree but couldn’t find his voice. It was taking all of his reserve to keep from cumming. He whimpered softly as Justin shifted his hips, signaling that he was ready for more. "Shit."

Nick chuckled at Justin’s impatience and Joey’s wonderment. He leaned in to kiss Justin forcefully, ravaging his mouth before doing the same with Joey. "He wants you to start," Nick relayed into Joey’s mouth.

"Huh?"

"He wants you to start, Justin’s ready."

Joey looked down to find Justin staring up at him with wide, hopeful eyes. His lips were parted and he nodded enthusiastically, wiggling his hips again. "Yeah. Go Joey. Fuck me."

There was a second where no one moved, then something in Joey’s mind clicked and he grinned, leaning over Justin to kiss him and start moving, pulling out and pushing back in, deeper and harder than before. It was truly a sight to behold as he had Justin almost bent in half, ankles crossed behind Joey’s neck. Something in the air shifted and Nick leaned back to watch Justin and Joey together. They moved together beautifully, the sight nearly taking Nick’s breath away. For a moment, he toyed with the thought of leaving them together. Although he knew Justin would never admit it, Nick knew that he’d been eyeing Joey for quite some time and that this was something he’d wanted, and now that he had it, it was all he could see.

The bed shifted and Justin blindly grasped for Nick. Joey was moving harder and faster inside of him, their bodies grinding together deliciously, but something was missing. Justin needed something more, and just as his mind was registering Nick leaving, he realized what it was. "Don’t..." Justin mumbled against Joey’s mouth.

Both Joey and Nick stopped. "What?" Joey gasped out. He couldn’t believe that Justin told him to stop. Now. After all of this.


The laughter was out before Justin could stop himself. "Fuck... Not you Joey, don’t stop. God, please don’t stop." Justin turned his head and forced his eye lids open. "You. You stop."

"Stop what?" Nick asked. His heart was beating wildly and his stomach fluttered as Joey slowed down his thrusts and turned to look at Nick. Both of them were now paused, mid stroke, and watching him with lust filled eyes.

"Where the fuck do you think you’re going?" Joey growled. Nick narrowed his eyes and growled back.

"I only keep one condom in my wallet, it’s currently in use. I was hoping that when you two were finished with each other, someone would fuck or be fucked by me, and for that, I need some more fucking condoms. Now stop growling at me and let me get the god damned condoms."

"And lube," Justin whimpered. Joey had just grazed against his prostate and his whole body twitched in response. "Get some lube ...that flavoured shit. The vanilla one."

"No can do," Nick snickered as he scrambled across the room. He grabbed the strawberry flavoured lube knowing it would be Justin’s second choice. When he saw Justin eyeing him warily he shrugged. "It’s Kevin’s favourite."

Those three words stopped Justin and Joey cold. "What?" Joey exclaimed loudly, clearly surprised. Nick could only blush and climb back onto the bed.

"Lets just say I’ve had a fucking amazing birthday."

Justin kissed Joey’s nose and whispered an apology. "I’m sorry, not that I don’t appreciate this, but I NEED clarification now." He propped himself up on one elbow and pulled Nick close. Their mouths came together in a steamy kiss and Justin tangled his fingers in Nick’s hair. "But what the fuck?"

"I’m twenty right, Kevin has this thing about fucking kids. Like, he won’t. So at midnight on the 28th I showed up at his house and demanded he let me in. I’m not a kid anymore, so ..."

"You and Kev?" Joey asked. He rolled his hips causing for Justin to shiver.

Nick’s grin covered his entire face. "Fucking right."

"I want details," Justin whimpered, clutching at Nick’s chest with his free hand. "Every single second."

Nick nodded, kissing Justin passionately. When it broke he licked at his jaw. "And then next year, for your birthday ...I’ll let you see for yourself."

Justin whimpered and transferred his kiss from Nick to Joey. As he pulled away, he bit Joey’s lower lip seductively. "Something to think about ...later. Right now Joey’s doing a damn fine job of it. Now keep going."

Their bodies started moving together again, this time Nick participating. He wasn’t sure where to join but Justin’s firm hold on the back of his neck didn’t afford him much of an option. Judging from the way Justin was mewling and breathing hard, Nick knew that there wasn’t going to be much time before he came.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." Justin repeated with each thrust Joey made. His toes were curled and all he could think about was Joey inside of him and Nick’s mouth on his.

"How is it?" Nick couldn’t help but ask. His eyes were riveted on Joey, the muscles in his chest and arms, the sweat dripping down his jaw and how badly he wanted him. How badly he’d wanted him for ages now. Nick licked his lips and swore he could taste Joey’s skin on them.

"Give me a few minutes Carter, and you can find out for yourself," Joey’s voice broke into Nick’s hazy fog and when he blinked, he saw the older man watching him with a wild hunger in his eyes.

"Fuck a few minutes," Justin whimpered, halting Joey’s movements with his legs. "There’s no reason why we all shouldn’t be getting some right now." Justin let go of Nick and leaned up, kissing Joey. When he pulled away, he moved his mouth to Joey’s ear and licked the outer shell. "It’s his birthday too..."

"Yeah..." Joey breathed.

"I shouldn’t get all the fun tonight. Fuck him while he fucks me."

Nick’s cock twitched as he watched Joey pull out of Justin slowly, almost teasingly. He wanted to ask what they were doing, but was too engrossed in his own thoughts, in anticipation. Before he could react, he was pulled from where he had previously been sitting next to Justin and into Joey’s arms. They shared a long, luscious kiss, one that Nick could feel right down to his toes. "He wants you to fuck him," Joey explained as he tore open another condom and slid it over Nick’s erection.

"What about you?"

Joey smiled. "I’ll be fucking you."

Thanks to Joey’s adequate stretching, Nick slid smoothly into Justin. He enjoyed watching as the younger man’s eyes fluttered shut and a blissful smile covered his lips. "Yeah, that’s good," Nick whimpered. He pushed in and pulled out a few times, just to find a suitable rhythm. When it became more focused Joey put a hand on Nick’s shoulder to stop him.

"Damn, I need in on this." Joey’s eyes traveled down Nick’s curved spine, to end on his ass, which was perfectly round and quite possibly the most perfect ass Joey had ever seen. His mouth was watering at the thought of finally getting to be inside of it and he shook his head, wondering why he was thinking about it when he could be doing it.

The lube was cold and slick on Joey’s fingers and he used two off the bat to stretch Nick. When Nick was practically bucking on his fingers, fucking Justin in sharp, jerky movements. In a quick snap movement, Joey replaced his fingers with his cock, driving himself in sharply. The movement caused for them all to gasp at the shock tendrils that flowed like electricity between them all.

"Fuck," Justin gave a surprised squeal. Nick chuckled against his throat, trying to get used to the sharp pain that had travelled up his spine.

"Fuck is right." Nick leaned his head back, angling his face so that Joey would know he wanted him to kiss him. He trembled as their tongues pressed together, thier mouths fitting togeter at an awkward angle. "What is wrong with you assholes that you have some issue with fucking someone who’s just a little younger than you?" Nick mumbled as he tore his mouth from Joey’s. He shivered as Joey’s tongue licked a path down his spine.

"What is wrong with you children that you have to be so fucking mature and adult before your time?" Joey responded with a smack to Nick’s ass. "So impatient."

"We just don’t see what the point of waiting is," Justin responded. His voice turned into a low moan as Nick thrust directly into his prostate. "When we all know what we want."

"Besides," Nick added with a chuckle, "you weren’t complaining ten seconds ago when you were fucking that nineteen year old piece of ass."

Joey growled, a low, deep sound coming from his chest. He wanted to protest but knew that he couldn’t. Instead he focused more intently on getting Nick off. Nick and himself. "Are you two always this chatty when you’re fucking?"

Nick and Justin caught each other’s gazes and shared a knowing smile before engaging each other in a kiss. When it was over, they both nodded. "Actually ...yeah. If you can’t have fun with sex, why do it?" Nick said as he tightened his grip on Justin’s hip.

"And we sure as hell love having fun," Justin gave a half snicker, half moan. "Especially together."

"Fucking whack jobs," Joey chuckled. "You’re both crazy."

"Maybe." Nick’s eyes clouded over and Justin felt something deep inside of him flip. He could always see the exact second that Nick shifted gears from playful sex, to focused fucking, and Nick had just made the switch. Now, it was a point to see who would cum first, and both he and Nick were very competitive. The only thing was they had Joey to consider now, and Justin smiled as he kissed Nick’s lips intensely.

"Come on.." Justin goaded Nick on. "Make me cum. Make me lose conrol Nicky."

Nick arched his back and threw his head back, whimpering into the sex filled room. "Harder Joey ...fuck me harder..."

Their bodies moved in perfect syncronicity, Nick pushing in as Joey pulled out. Joey could feel Justin’s leg against his own thigh, the hair sending delicicious tendrils of electricity throughout his entire body. Nick’s hand, which had previously been resting on the bed over Justin’s shoulder blindly reached back to clutch at Joey’s thigh, short fingernails digging into his skin, creating half moon indents. Nick could feel Joey’s breath, hot and damp on the skin of the back of his neck. Joey’s hand was splayed possessively on his shoulder while Justin’s thighs gripped his hips tightly.


The air was filled with ocassional moans, grunts and unintelligible words, the sounds of wet, searing kisses echoing in their ears. It finally became too much and Justin pulled Nick down to plead for his release.

"You’re so fucking easy J," Nick joked. Before he could say anything else, Joey’s hand reached around and tweaked one of Nick’s nipples, causing his mockery to turn into a whimper.

"Who’s easy junior?" Joey grunted. He could feel his orgasm building up and wanted to watch the babies cum before he himself submitted. He started pounding in harder and faster, jabbing Nick’s prostate as frequently as possible. The blonde started to twitch, but before Nick could let go, Joey watched ribbons of white, sticky cum shoot all over Justin’s chest and face. Justin had cum and by the looks of it, was still doing so. "Holy shit.." Joey gasped, watching Justin’s face contort to absolute bliss. The sight caused for him to stop what he was doing, which in turn caused for Nick to moan.

"Don’t stop Joey ...almost fucking there ...wanna cum so bad..." Just the sounds of Nick’s whining whimpers turned Joey on and where he thought he couldn’t get harder, he just did. He closed his eyes and continued thrusting, shocked when he felt a pair of hands cup his face. Opening his eyes, Joey saw that Nick’s forehead was resting on Justin’s cum covered chest and his hands were fisted in the sheets, holding on so tight they looked like they were going to rip. The hands on his face were Justin’s, and Joey met the younger man’s eyes.

"So close Joey, he’s so damn close," Justin whispered. Nick nodded into Justin’s chest. Joey could vaguely feel Nick trembling violently underneath him and committed the sight to memory. "Just a few more," Justin chanted. "Come on Nicky ...let it go. Cum on me baby, cum all over me..."

"Christ Justin," Joey gasped for breath. "You’re so damn hot ..."

"And it’s about time you noticed," Justin growled at Joey. He snapped his teeth, smiling when Joey snapped back.

The sound of Nick’s low, gutteral moan halted any further conversation and Justin’s eyes lowered to watch Nick’s face contort into a painfully pleasurable grimace.

Nick blindly reached for Justin’s mouth, whimpering into his mouth when their lips finally met for a searing kiss. "So good," he mumbled. Joey, on the other hand, came with a loud grunt and buried his face between Nick’s shoulder blades, inhaling the salty, sweaty scent of Nick’s body. It was only a matter of time until both of them collapsed on the bed, exhausted and spent, bodies still thrumming with excitement, minds completely blank in satiation.

It was Justin who rose first, untangling his limbs from where they were nestled snugly with Nick’s. He collected the condom filled tissues and tossed them into the garbage, returning from the washroom with a soapy wash cloth in his hand. He had cleaned himself while in the bathroom and before he could hand it to Nick, the blonde was off the bed and shaking his head. "Thanks but I need real water J."

Joey raised an eyebrow and nodded for Justin to toss him the cloth. "I, on the other hand, couldn’t move if I tried. And I’m not a princess, so toss it over."

Justin shook his head and slowly made his way over to the bed. He crawled on top of the older man and slowly inched his way up his body, taking the time to wipe the sweat and cum from him erotically. By the time Nick returned, the cloth had been thrown on the floor and Joey was pinned underneath Justin, their mouths fused together in a steamy kiss. Nick watched for a few minutes, until Joey acknowledged his presence.

"See what you miss when you clean yourself?" Nick rolled his eyes and shrugged. He stalked across the room and crawled onto the bed, kneeling in front of Justin. They both looked at the birthday boy, waiting to see what he would do.

Justin flashed Joey an apologetic smile and leaned forward, slipping the head of Nick’s cock into his mouth. Nick’s eyes rolled back into his head and he smiled as he thrust into Justin’s mouth. Before he could get too comfortable, Justin pulled off and repeated the action with Joey.

"Now now Justin," Joey teased softly. "Don’t be starting something you can’t finish."

Justin looked up to see Nick nodding. He pulled off and pouted, although it turned into a yawn. "I’m tired," he finally admitted.

Nick’s laughter caused for Joey to smack him. "Unlike some people, we put in a whole day’s work today. We had interviews, sound check, rehearsal and a show. Not to mention the little work out you gave us tonight. Some of us didn’t have all day to lounge..."

"Atthespa..." Nick mumbled, clearly embarassed.

"What?" Justin squealed, giggling loudly. He squealed again as Nick threw him to the bed and pounced on him. "You were where? I didn’t catch that!"

Nick blushed and buried his face in the pillow. He snuggled against Justin who pressed himself against his back comfortably. "I was at the spa okay. I’ve been with Kevin for the past three days. Whenever we haven’t been onstage or in an interview ... Lets just say he’s making up for lost time. And I needed something to just relax me. So I went and got a body massage, pedicure, manicure ..."

"Some body waxing," Justin licked at Nick’s shoulder as he ran his fingers down Nick’s chest.

"Don’t hear you complainin’," Nick snickered as Justin tweaked a nipple.

"So there you have it," Joey said with a yawn as he fit himself against Nick’s chest. Their arms went around each other’s waists as they fell into a comfortable, half asleep silence. It was just as they were all drifting off that the phone rang, startling them both awake.

"Fuckers," Joey growled. "What do you want?" He snapped into the phone.

"Is that how your mama taught you to answer the phone?" Lance’s voice was low and thick like honey. Nick’s earlier words regarding JC and Lance’s seemingly open relationship came back to him and he felt his limp cock twitch.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Just calling Nick." It was at that moment that Joey remembered that they weren’t at their hotel, that they’d gone back to Nick’s. He was infinitely greatful that it was Lance and not someone else, someone he’d have to asnwer for. "But it seems that his plan was a success."

Joey heard Lance pull away from the phone and say something to someone else in the room, probably JC. "...yeah, Joey’s there ...probably too tired or busy."

"Lance? You want to talk to him?"

Lance returned to the phone at the sound of Joey’s voice. "Yeah, if you don’t mind."

Joey handed Nick the phone and shrugged. "Lance."

"What’s up?"

Justin toyed between conciousness and sleep as he let the low rumble of Nick’s voice through his back soothe him.

"Uh.." Nick chuckled at Lance’s proposition. He could just picture them in JC’s hotel room, deciding what would be on the bill for that night. "God, as hot as that sounds, and as much as I’d love to SO be doing that, I’m gonna say no."

"You sure?" Lance asked. He knew the answer, but Josh would be pissy if he didn’t at least make sure.

"Justin’s half asleep behind me, Joey’s all up on my junk, I think I’m okay for now. Besides, neither of us have gotten to fuck Joey yet so until that happens, I’m not leaving this room."

Joey opened one eye and looked at Nick who was grinning at him. He shook his head discreetly, surprised when Nick only grinned wider. "Oh yeah, so getting fucked," Nick mouthed to Joey. Justin raised his head and nodded.

"So getting fucked," Justin repeated softly.

Lance laughed through the line. "Okay, Josh just wanted me to ask."

"Well, thanks for the invite. Next time we’re in town. I promise."

Nick reached over Joey to hang up the phone, stopping to kiss him sweetly on the mouth. He laid back down and took a few cleansing breaths, hoping to fall quickly back to that point of near sleep.

"And you will be fucked before we leave here," Justin mumbled, mostly to Joey.

"We’ll see Jup."

Nick turned his head so that he could look into Justin’s sleepy eyes. The two sharing a knowing smile. "That we will."


Finis


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