This is a story for slave4chris' birthday. Horribly late and all. I'm so bad ( Read more... )

Author's Note... JoeC. The wax licking inspired this. Because yes. ;)

JC stood in the doorway, looking at the relaxed figure on the bed. “Why did you do it?”

“Do what?,” came the ever so lazy voice.

How could Joey not know? Everyone was talking about it! “Lick my wax figure ( Read more... )

Author's Note: Chris/Lance. It's different. That's all I can say.

Three Days“I’m scared ( Read more... )

I am still continuing to write my own things. However, I have been working on a project with Terps aka Terpsichore2001. It is a vampire Regency fic. It has the Nsyncers, BSBs, and other special guest stars. I did my part and updated tonight ( Read more... )

I guess I should say this is a girl slash fic. Wait. Don't go running away just yet. It is my answer to all the slash that is being written, thought about, etc... to Justin's Cry Me A River video. This is the other side of when Britney sees the video. Might also have a sequel. Well...maybe ( Read more... )

Joey...

A whisper he can't push out of his memory. That voice whispering lewd and hot in his ear. Volumes of desire, want and need mixed together.

A hard kiss that cuts his lip. Rough hands in his hair. Burning heat inside him.Touches and kisses that he can't wash away. Rough and hard. Breaking him down until he can only beg and plead for ( Read more... )

Chris, as he sat on the floor of the hotel room they were all gathered in, always wondered why stupid questions came up when people were drunk. Did alcohol revert all brain functions back to the time of childhood? Was there at heart a frightened aspect of anyone knowing inner secrets, as alcohol tore down inhibitions? Or did people just get stupid ( Read more... )

( It's a JoeC.
It kinda goes like this....There is a kink. Joey doesn't mind. Nor does JC. Confused? Keep reading till the end. )

Here is how you draw a square. Chris was bored. German TV was like American TV. There was nothing on to watch. He wished Lance would give him the remote. Or he could catch up on his sleep, so Lou wouldn't yell tomorrow about the dark circles under his eyes. Or ( Read more... )

It was on the two man bus, between Memphis and Nashville, that Joey whispered to Chris that he felt ugly. That he wished he was as thin as Justin. As classically handsome as C. Skin as perfect as ( Read more... )