Jenny reached into her pocket and pulled out the vial. She smiled as she poured its contents into the water pitcher. She couldn't believe her luck, but the Backstreet Boys were really here and she was serving them. Jenny wasn't attractive by anyone's standards, and she knew it. Her teeth were crooked and nose too large. She wore these thick cat's-eye glasses with glittery frames. Her hair was a mousy brown that never held her perm throughout her whole shift. She had a sway back which made her stomach stick out and her small breasts sunk in. She never had a chance with any guy, so the Backstreet Boys were out of her league entirely.
But Jenny wasn't content staying at home at night surfing the internet and pretending to be a supermodel. She wanted to be loved by a handsome man. Jenny was by no means a dimwit. In fact, she excelled at chemistry, biology and other sciences. She had searched the 'net for years finding just the right drugs and combinations to achieve her heart's desire. After many failed attempts, she'd finally succeeded when she mixed some rohypnol with truth serum and a few other compounds. It had worked on that sailor, so she hoped it would work on her favorite boy band as well.
Jenny carried the spiked water pitcher out of the kitchen and headed toward where the band was seated. The Around The Clock Diner was long and had two levels. The ground floor was sparsely occupied at this hour of the night, but up the steps lead to the balcony level. A guard stood ground at the bottom of the steps ensuring the band's privacy. Jenny passed him with nary a glance, and proceeded up the stairs. The manager had closed this level except for the table where the Backstreet Boys were seated.
Jenny smiled as she saw Kevin look up at her. "It's about time," snapped Kevin. "I've been waiting for ten minutes for more water."
"I'm sorry," sobbed Jenny as she filled the glasses.
"Don't mind him," said Nick softly. "He's just having a bad day."
"Thanks," gasped Jenny as she filled Brian's glass. Brian reached down and took a sip of the cool water.
Jenny smiled to herself as she stepped away and watched as Nick too drank from his glass.
"Okay guys, it's time to head back to the hotel. We've got a long day ahead of us and you all need your beauty rest."
Jenny screamed "Nooooo!" to herself as she saw the Boys set down their water glasses and start to rise at their manager's order. Brian had drank the most, maybe half a glass, but the others had barely touched their water. And it was too quick for the drugs to have taken effect. They were going to leave, and her chance was gone. As Brian walked by, he smiled at her and whispered "thanks". A tear rolled down Jenny's cheek as she watched the Boys walk down the stairs and out of her life.
The drive through Toronto was uneventful as the Boys relaxed in the back of their limos. Howie and A.J. rode in the first limo with their manager, while Nick, Brian and Kevin rode in the second. As they rode along Yonge Street, Nick watched out the window noting the theatres they were passing and talking about how he still hasn't seen "Phantom". Brian was dozing off, so Kevin tickled his cousin to keep him awake. A red light separated the two limos, and Nick stood up through the skylight to sign a couple autographs for two lucky young ladies who just happened to be at the right place at that moment.
Finally, the limo arrived at the hotel and the trio were lead to the service elevator. Brian yawned as he leaned against the side of the elevator.
"You sure are tired tonight," commented Kevin somewhat concerned.
"I don't know why, but I am just beat."
"Well get some sleep," ordered Kevin as they exited the elevator and headed toward their rooms. "Don't keep him up with all your jabbering Nick."
"Yes Boss Man!" laughed Nick as he snapped to attention and saluted. He remained that way while Kevin just shook his head and entered his room. His audience gone Nick caught up with Brian who had just unlocked the door to their room. "Wait up!"
"C'mon man, knock it off," said Brian lethargically as he pushed his way into their room. "'m tired. Goin' ta bed."
"What's with you tonight? You're never like this."
"Sorry. Don't know. You're hyper."
"Wired is more like it. I feel like bouncing off the walls." Nick ran over and bounced from the first bed to the other. A wild bounce sent him flying into Brian and they both tumbled to the floor. Nick was laughing and looked down at Brian pinned underneath him, without thinking he leaned down and kissed Brian on the lips. Realizing what he'd just done, he pulled back startled. Brian looked up at Nick, their eyes locked.
"I'm so sorry," apologized Nick who made no move to get up. "I don't know why I did that. I'm sorry Brian."
"It's okay."
"No it isn't. I just kissed you! I kissed my best friend. I'm going to burn in hell!"
"You're not going to hell."
"Why are you so calm? You should be freaking out!"
Brian reached up and placed a finger against Nick's mouth to silence him. "It's okay Nick. It's not the end of the world."
"Huh? You don't hate me?"
"I could never hate my best friend."
"But..." Brian placed his finger back over Nick's mouth.
"No buts, except this one." Brian moved his hands down to Nick's butt and squeezed the cheeks. Nick smiled and the two men laughed.
"There's something I've been wanting to tell you a long time," began Nick. "I guess now is as good a time as any. We've been friends for an eternity, B, and I don't want that to change. I can't imagine a day without you being around. I feel complete when you're with me."
"Nick..."
"No, let me finish. I've been holding this in for years, and if I don't get it out now, I'll never get it out. I love you."
"I love you too."
"No, I don't mean it that way. I've been having these dreams, these fantasies of you and me. I think I'm gay, or at least gay for you." Nick closed his eyes and turned his head in shame away from Brian.
"It's okay Nick. Look at me." Nick did as he was directed. "I know."
"Huh?"
"I've known for a while now, and it hasn't mattered to me."
"Really?"
"Of course. You're my best friend. We're together as much as twenty-four hours a day. All the other guys have their own hotel room, yet we share one. How many press pictures have been published with you hanging all over me? How could I not know?"
"It's okay with you?"
"It's not my place to judge you. Only God can judge you."
"Wow! What a big weight off my shoulders!"
"Speaking of big weights, how about getting off of me?"
"You!" Nick began tickling Brian and the two Backstreet Boys began rolling around on the floor in a fit of laughter. Finally Brian was on top and had Nick pinned beneath him. He grabbed Nick by the wrists and pinned his arms above his head. Nick looked up at Brian and smiled. Brian leaned in, closed his eyes and kissed Nick on the mouth. Nick was shocked at first, his eyes opening wider, but then he gave in to the moment and kissed Brian back. Their eyes closed, the two kissed passionately, tongues entwined. After minutes, Brian pulled away and looked down at Nick.
"Wow," said Nick as he tried to catch his breath.
"Wow is right."
"Umm, what just happened?"
"I'm not really sure. I've never had any interest in you in that way Nick, but something's going on tonight that made me want to do that...and more."
"More?"
"Yeah." Brian leaned down and kissed Nick again. He moved his kisses across Nick's jaw and down his neck. Nick moaned beneath his roommate and started to throw a boner. Brian took Nick's earlobe in his mouth and sucked. Nick threw his head back in ecstacy and began rotating his hips beneath Brian. Brian stopped his kisses and said "let's move to the bed."
"Yes!" Nick was out from underneath Brian in a flash, leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. Before Brian could even stand up, Nick was naked on the bed with his throbbing seven inches sticking up in the air. Nick raised his eyebrows up and down beckoning Brian to join him. Brian just stood there looking at him.
"What's wrong?"
"This isn't me. I'm a good boy. I go to church every Sunday. I don't believe in premarital sex."
"Brian, we could never get married, so how can it be premarital?"
"I just need a moment to make sure." Nick stood up and walked over to Brian. He put his arms around him and hugged his best friend. The two men just stood there for the longest time, holding each other. Nick leaned his head against Brian's shoulder, his warm breath exhaling against Brian's neck. Brian pulled Nick closer, held him tighter. Then he pushed him away and looked Nick in the eyes. "Let's do it."
Nick nodded, leaned in and kissed Brian. While they kissed, Nick carefully unbuttoned Brian's shirt exposing his bare chest. Nick ran his hands across Brian's chest feeling the muscle. His hands moved up to Brian's shoulders and pushed the shirt off. The two men hugged tight, their bare skin pressed against each other.
Nick could feel Brian's heart beating. Nick looked up at Brian and saw he was crying. Brian closed his eyes, as Nick leaned in and kissed Brian's cheeks, tasting the tears. Brian opened his eyes and looked at Nick. Without words, Nick communicated to Brian that it was going to be alright. Brian nodded. Nick reached down and unfastened Brian's pants which dropped to the ground around his feet. Completely naked now, the two Backstreeters pressed their bodies against each other in an embrace and kissed more passionately than they had done ever before.
Nick could feel Brian's hard eight inches pressed against his own hard-on. Their precum was leaking freely, making a sticky syrup against their stomachs. Nick pulled back from Brian, and smiled. He then dropped to his knees and looked Brian's swollen rod square in the eye. Brian started to take a step back, but Nick grabbed him by the ass and held him there. Cautiously Nick stuck out his tongue and licked at the head. He tasted the sticky fluid and realized he liked the taste.
With that realization, Nick held back no longer. He dove upon Brian's dick taking it deep into his throat. Nick gagged and came off of it, but quickly recovered and tried again. Brian was concerned but the feeling of Nick's tongue and mouth on his shaft quickly made him forget everything but the pleasure he was feeling. Nick bobbed his head up and down, getting the feel of his best friend's tool. It tasted sweet and felt like velvet. Nick pulled off for a moment, and took Brian's balls into his mouth. Brian moaned as Nick pulled on them with his mouth.
"Don't stop," begged Brian as he placed his hands on Nick's head. Nick moved back up to Brian's cock, and deep throated him. Then Nick hummed. Brian lost it. He held Nick's head tight and thrust his cock in as far as he could go. Burst after burst of cum shot from Brian's cock and down Nick's throat. Nick himself lost control and blew his wad all over Brian's legs and feet without even touching himself.
Their orgasms subsiding, the two friends pulled away from each other. Nick sat back on the floor and looked up at his new lover and smiled. Brian smiled back and tousled Nick's hair.
"That was great," said Brian.
"No. That was incredible."
"So what now?"
"Looks like you could use a shower," Nick chuckled looking at his spooge dripping down Brian's legs. "Sorry," he grinned.
"That's okay," said Brian as he pulled Nick to his feet. "As long as you help wash it off."
Nick smiled a wicked grin as he leaned down and licked his own cum off Brian's leg. "Let's go," he laughed as the two headed into the bathroom to clean up together.