He was just so oblivious of the effect he had on people around him, he never noticed the pathetic attempts of his hangers to gain his attention or the way they hung on his every word. Waiting hoping that they would be the one he’d take home tonight, they would be the one to hold his naked body close, run their hands over his wiry frame, taste his full pouting lips and it wasn’t only his entourage that wanted him. His band mates craved his attention too. One band member in particular forgot to breathe whenever he was near. Justin sat watching as the makeup girl brushed powder over his face. His eyes fixed on the long black bristles flicking back and forth over JC’s nose as he screwed up his eyes and pressed his lips tightly together. He shuddered and sneezed loudly as the fine dust irritated his nasal passages. JC grinned apologetically between sneezes, tears running down his face at the impatient makeup girl. Justin suppressed a smile now she would have to start again. A delivery boy tapped on the trailer door, “JC Chasez?”

“Here?”

The young blond guy struggled through the narrow door with an enormous basket of blood red roses. He grinned at the stunned young man still seated in front of the mirror. “Wow someone really must think a lot of you, sign here please.” Justin scowled as the delivery boy winked at JC and slipped a small white piece of card into his hand. “That’s me by the way, maybe you could give me a call sometime?”

The brunette blushed and lowered his eyes gazing up at the public servant through thick black eyelashes. “Maybe.” He said coyly. Justin glared hostilely as the delivery boy flirted with his the object of his desire. Maybe the roses were a bad idea after all.

What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah
What's new pussycat? Woah, Woah

Pussycat, Pussycat
I've got flowers
And lots of hours
To spend with you.
So go and powder your cute little pussycat nose!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you
Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat nose!

JC pulled a pair of tight black leather pants out of his closet and threw them on the bed with the black wife beater. Justin leaned back in his chair as his band mate dashed back and forth dressed only in his boxer briefs. He ran his eyes over the slow curve of JC’s ass as he bent down rummaging through the bag of trainers eventually finding the pair that he wanted. He stood up straight and grinned widely at the younger man. His hair hung in golden brown ringlets curling prettily round his face, he was excited and it showed in his eyes. He leaned into the mirror and drew thick kohl lines under his lower lashes smudging the hard lines blending them. Justin gasped as he turned round and pulled down his boxers letting them fall discarded on the floor; he shifted uncomfortably in his seat the room temperature suddenly elevated. He sat silently riveted as the slim hips wriggled sexily into the leather. JC struggled briefly with the zipper before standing directly in front of his very, very aroused friend his hands on his hips. “Can you help? The zipper is stiff they are new and I can’t protect the goods and use the force I need to do them up.” the blond reached out with shaking hands and inched the zip upwards containing JC’s half hard organ behind the gleaming metal teeth, his finger brushed the soft sensitive flesh making the thin man jump slightly. Their eyes locked together, neither man moving. Justins little finger slipped inside the still open flap, the touch firmer this time, more sensual. The brunette thickened and hardened under the gentle sweeping digit. Neither of them spoke as Justin withdrew JC’s cock and wrapped his lips round the pulsating red head. Pressing his tongue on the silky underside, reaching down, lapping, hungry to taste the sweet necter contained in the spongy sac. Justin hooked his fingers into the belt loops of the leather pants pulling the panting man closer to him, swallowing his thickness into the back of his throat, humming, sending vibrations rippling through the sensitised organ thrilling JC into sensation overload. His balls tightened and he threw back his head gasping his mouth open as he sent his load spilling violently into the younger mans mouth. Justin struggled to swallow determined not to lose one precious drop of the huge amount of cum he had coxed out of the beautiful man that suddenly was boneless and pliant hanging limply, held up only by the fact that he was still held tightly round his hips. Justin’s hands slid over the gracile man as he pulled himself up, drawing the older man into his tight embrace. He cupped the side of JC’s face, sensually tracing the sharp jaw line, fingering the silky earlobe as he tilted his head leaning in, in slow motion till his lips touched those of his desire. Moving slowly he took control of the kiss deepening it and drawing away from it only to press hard once more coxing JC’s mouth open thrusting his tongue inside, letting the brunette taste the remnants of his orgasm for himself. Justin walked JC backwards keeping their mouths locked together. The back of the slender mans legs hit the bed and he stumbled backwards. The blond never missed a beat as he climbed on top of him. JC wrestled with the confining slinky leather pants he was wearing, determined to keep contact with Justin’s mouth. The blond ripped them from him tearing at them in his haste to have his obsession naked beneath him. His own pants having been kicked off somewhere along the line. He hooked one of JC’s long well muscled legs over his shoulder and plunged himself into the deep heat. A small whimper of pain escaped the brunettes’ lips and was lost in Justin’s mouth as he filled JC’s hot orifice with his tongue. Fucking his mouth in time to his cock sliding in and out of his new lovers tight ass. Sweat dripped from him as, JC’s lithe dancers body writhed and twisted, encouraging the younger man to pound at him harder and harder. Justin’s head fell backwards as he came hard, his nails digging painfully into JC’s bony hips. He laid heavily on top of the older man quivering like jelly in the after throes of his climax. JC never complained at the weight pinning him down but merely licked contentedly at the sweat soaked skin above him.

Pussycat, Pussycat
You're so thrilling
And I'm so willing
To care for you.
So go and make up your cute little pussycat eyes!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you
Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat eyes!

Still neither man had spoken, as they lay wrapped round each other, JC’s head on Justin’s chest. The blonde’s arms tightened as the older man shifted against him afraid that he was going to get up, leave. It felt so right he knew it would. He looked down at his lover surprised to find JC staring back at him his steely blue eyes still rimmed in black kohl were hooded with lust. They leaned into each other their lips meeting softly, passionately, a kiss that spoke in volumes to both of them. They knew now there was no going back even if they wanted to, the bond was too tight. JC purred as Justin reached down between his legs and rolled his sac between his skilled fingers. “ I love you.” He breathed. Justin smiled as he kissed his lover lovingly once more.

“So what’s new pussycat?”

Pussycat, Pussycat
You're delicious
And if my wishes
Can all come true
I'll soon be kissing your sweet little pussycat lips!

Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you
Yes, I do!
You and your pussycat lips!
You and your pussycat eyes!
You and your pussycat nose!

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