Title:Finally Author:Jules Part:1/1 Pairing:Nick/Justin/Lance Rating:NC-17 Feedback:Is Appreciated - mailto:slash_me_baby@yahoo.com Warning:Slash warning. Crossover warning. Disclaimer:I do not know any of the men that I'm writing about. I am not making any assumptions on their sexual practices or preferences. It is just fiction. End of story! Notes:I've got this picture of Nick and Lance that I've been DYING to write a fic about... And as I wrote this story, I realized that the picture fit it so well... So as you're reading the first part of the story, you can look at the picture and actually visualize it. Now I know that the picture was taken by someone in a bar... But work with me here people LOL... Finally by Jules This had to be the most boring Jive party that he had ever been forced to endure, and looking around, he was pissed to know that the person who had so forcefully insisted that he be here, was absent. He vowed to kill Kevin the second that he saw him, wishing him great pain and torture. The only thing that was saving Nick from grabbing one of the serving knives from the buffet and slitting his wrists was the sexy brunette he had been talking to for the last twenty minutes. He was just about to leave, find a viable excuse that they would buy so he could save himself from dying of boredom, when he had felt a hand on his shoulder and a soft voice telling him 'just a sec. Can we talk for a minute?" Nick had turned around, only to find himself speechless, one of the most beautiful people in the world staring back at him. "Hey Lance. Wh ..what's up?" "You leaving?" Lance asked a look of disappointment crossing his face. Instantly, Nick forgot why he was in such a rush to get away from there. "Well.. Umm.. I was gonna.. But you know.. I could ...umm not." Nick stuttered, cursing himself silently for his awkwardness. He could talk to women no problem, seduce them without even saying a word, but when it came down to Lance Bass, he could barely string two words together. He had noticed Lance blush slightly and felt more at ease, realizing that perhaps he was nervous as well. They never really spoke all too much, having a public rivalry to uphold. And there they had been, in that same position for over 20 minutes, talking about everything and nothing, standing closer than necessary but not close enough for Nick's liking. He had heard rumours about Lance's sexuality but nothing confirmed from the source. Or anyone close to the source. But tonight, after having Lance's eyes focused intently on his, wavering only slightly to stare at his mouth and then move back to his eyes again, Nick felt a sense of hope he had never allowed himself to have before. "So.. Are you scared? To go up there alone?" Nick asked, allowing his hand to linger on Lance's bicep. A touch he noticed Lance did not seem to mind. "I won't be alone. There will be other people up in the shuttle with me." Lance replied, the smile never leaving his lips. He had been watching Nick all night, seeing how uncomfortable he seemed at the party. It was a discomfort that he himself understood. If it weren't for JC, he wouldn't even be here, and the asshole didn't even show up himself. He had been wondering the best way to approach Nick without looking obvious, and just as he had come up with the perfect plan, to his dismay, Nick appeared to be leaving. Not wanting to lose this chance, Lance had stopped Nick, putting his hand on the taller man's shoulder and couldn't help but notice the electricity that sparked under the touch. He felt Nick shiver and knew that he had felt it as well. At first the conversation had been uneasy, neither sure of what to say to the other, but finally they had fallen into a comfortable groove, both forgetting everything and everyone around them. "I know.. But you will be alone up there. Away from everyone that means so much to you. You can be in a room full of people and still be alone Lance." Nick spoke, his eyes revealing how close to home his words were. Lance nodded, knowing exactly what Nick meant. It was often that he felt that way, being completely alone

		while surrounded with people. "I'm terrified." He felt Nick's hand tighten and saw the sympathy in the younger man's eyes. But along with that sympathy, he saw attraction. Lust. Desire. He felt his own groin tighten and stepped closer, wanting to see how Nick would react. Nick took in a sharp breath and his eyes darkened. But he didn't move away. In fact, Lance could have swore he felt Nick lean in even further, testing him as well. He could practically feel Nick's breath on his cheek as he spoke. "Good luck Lance. I know you'll be absolutely amazing. You always are." Nick's pulse was racing, his palms sweating profusely. Without even thinking, he pulled Lance in close and hugged him, smiling as he felt Lance's chest against his. Nick could feel Lance's heart beating double time and smiled, pulling back slightly. "Thank you Nick." Lance held his breath and closed his eyes, hoping that he hadn't misread any of Nick's blatantly obvious signals. "I was thinking ....this party is dying fast. Did you wanna... Come back to the hotel with me? We can talk more there?" Looking over Nick's shoulder, he saw Chris standing close by, watching the two men intently. Trembling slightly he wondered if that had been as good an idea as it sounded in his head. With his hand still curled behind Lance's neck, the softness of his hair brushing against his arm, Nick smiled. He moved his head slightly to see if anyone was watching, not wanting to be too obvious in his excitement that Lance freakin Bass had just propositioned him, asking him back to his hotel to 'just talk'. "I'd love to Lance." "Give me a few minutes. There are a few people I have to say good bye to." Lance said, trying not to run across the room to tell their management that he was leaving. Nick nodded and they broke apart, both finding their respective people to bid good night to. It was barely 10 minutes before Nick found himself once again face to face with Lance, standing at the Coat Room waiting for their jackets. Once they were sure that they had everything, Lance led Nick towards the exit, grabbing Justin along the way. Once they were outside, Nick stopped, letting go of Lance's wrist. "What's going on?" He asked, looking at Lance and then Justin skeptically. "Well Nick. You see.. Justin here has always had this crush on you. Finds you sexy as hell and would like nothing more than to fuck you ..so I figured he would come along." Lance spoke, his voice deep and seductive. Nick's jaw dropped and he backed up against the wall, unsure of what to do or say next. That was the last thing he was expecting to come out of Lance's mouth, and to see the nervous smile on Justin's face only intensified Nick's surprise. "What?" He asked, his voice cracking. "Don't be so shy Nickolas. You look so shocked. That is why you were going back to our hotel room right? To fuck my boyfriend?" If Nick thought he couldn't be more shocked than he was at that moment, he was wrong. Justin's admission that he and Lance were together took the cake on shocking revelations for the night. "Umm ...what?" "I'm just saying. If you get to fuck my boyfriend, I should get to fuck you. Don't you think?" Justin leaned in closer so that their lips were barely touching, breath mingling between their mouths. He slowly licked his lips, forcing them to also lick Nick's as well. Both men visibly trembled and Justin breached the distance to crush their mouths together, kissing Nick with all of the desire he had bottled up for so long. Moaning, Nick tilted his head to the right, allowing for Justin to fully possess his mouth, feeling the younger man's tongue explore every crevice of his mouth. "God Nick.. I've wanted you for so long." He moaned into Nick's ear, nipping at his lobe playfully. Just as Nick was about to reply, he felt Lance press up against him on the other side, another mouth licking at his neck. "We've wanted you for so long." He clarified, turning Nick's face so that they were inches apart. He pulled Nick down slightly and kissed him, faintly tasting Justin on his lips and tongue. In the back of Lance's mind, he heard Justin moan, watching him and Nick kiss so passionately, bodies all grinding against one another, Nick pinned against the brick wall behind him. "What are we waiting for then?" Nick asked smirking at the two lovers in front of him. Lance pulled the cell phone from his pocket and dialed the familiar number of their driver, instructing him as to where they were so he could pick them up. Almost minutes later, a small dark car pulled up, and Nick followed the two men inside, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach. Perhaps the party wasn't a complete waste of time like he had previous thought. He made a mental note to thank Kevin later for forcing him to attend the party. Never in his wildest dreams did he believe that Lance would be as attracted to him, as he was to him. And Justin. That was just icing on the cake. They arrived at the Four Seasons very quickly, the traffic almost non existent. Sneaking in the back doors, the three men managed to avoid the fans and enter the hotel relatively unnoticed, heading directly up to Lance and Justin's floor. All of Backstreet was staying in this hotel as well, Nick's room only a few floors down.

		As they were making their way down the hall, a door opened causing the three men to jump. "Hey... What's goin on?" JC asked, clearly disheveled. It looked as though he had just woken up and thrown on a pair of boxers. A pair of boxers that Nick thought he recognized. Chalking it up to frazzled nerves and excitement, Nick dismissed the thought, wondering if JC would say something. "Ummm nothin.." He replied, looking down at his shoes. Sneaking a glance over at Justin and Lance, he saw they both had knowing smiles on their faces, looking quite proud of themselves. JC saw the embarrassed look on Nick's face as well as the huge smiles on his band mates' faces and he instantly knew what was going on. "Well.. I see you boy finally got the balls to invite him up for some fun and games. I told you he'd be interested..." If Nick wasn't already blushing, he would have been a million times redder, hands trembling. He jerked in surprise when he felt someone's hand slip into his, squeezing firmly. Looking up he saw Justin smile at him, telling him that there was nothing to worry about. Smiling he relaxed slightly. "Yeah. Well Justin was too much of a pussy, so I took matters into my own hands. He's just tagging along ...Nick's MINE tonight." Lance said, giving Nick a once over with hungry eyes. "Well it's about fucking time. Have fun kids." JC said, resting the ice bucket he was holding on his hip. "What's about fucking time?" A voice spoke from behind JC and Nick froze. He would know that voice anywhere. "Oh.. The lambs are gonna finally seduce your boy here." JC giggled as Kevin appeared in the doorway, only a sheet wrapped around his waist. Smiling, Kevin turned to Nick and winked, causing him to blush even more. "Good work Junior. I knew ya had it in ya." "We were wondering why you weren't at the party tonight Jayce. But we can see that you got distracted...." Justin winked, pulling Nick down the hall towards his room. "So we're gonna leave you two alone to finish..." "Good.. Cause I'm not done with you yet." Kevin growled, pulling JC back into the room and slamming the door. All they could hear coming from the room was low laughter and squeals that turned into moans of pleasure. Sounds that Nick knew would be coming from their room in only a few minutes. He could hardly wait. With shaky hands, it took Justin a few tries to get the swipe key to work, all cheering when the green light blinked, allowing them entrance to the room. Nick followed the two men into the room, watching them throw their coats on the couch before heading to the bedroom, pausing only to indicate that Nick was to follow. As he walked into the room, he gasped as he saw the state of the room, dim lights and sheets turned down. Nothing too fancy, but clearly an intimate setting. There were condoms and lube placed on the night stand, both items causing Nick's cock to harden further reminding him why it was he was in their bedroom. As he moved to turn around, Nick felt Lance behind him, removing his jacket. He allowed for the article to be taken off, and turned, finding himself face to face with the most stunning green eyes that he'd ever seen. Kevin's had nothing on Lances, especially when he was staring at him so intently. "I'm so glad you're here Nicky.." Lance moaned, removing Nick's white vest and pulling his tee shirt off of his body. "Wanted you for so long." When Nick was naked from the waist up, he began to unbutton his own blue dress shirt, but stopped as he felt Nick's hands over his. "Let me." Nick said softly, wanting to be the one to undress him. With steady hands, Nick proceeded to undress lance completely, stopping only when he was wearing nothing at all. He then moved to his own clothes, noticing that Lance was frozen, apparently in a whole other world. Once they were both naked, Nick pulled Lance in close and groaned as their bodies pressed tightly together. That sensation pulled Lance out of the daze he was in and their eyes met, blue locked on green. "You're so beautiful Nick. I never thought this would happen... I'm sorry." Lance trembled, wrapping his arms around Nick's neck and bringing his head down. "Don't be sorry Lance.. It's okay. Just let it happen." He had no idea how he had become so calm about this, but it just felt right to him. As their lips met and Nick felt Lance's tongue enter his mouth, he remembered Justin was still there. Opening his eyes, Nick saw Justin over Lance's shoulder, sitting on the edge of the bed completely naked and hard, stroking his erection slowly. That sight caused Nick to moan into Lances' mouth, his cock twitching in response. He tried to pull away, but Lance had a firm grip on his neck and Justin shook his head to signal him to continue. Justin apparently wanted to watch him with his boyfriend, and Nick

		was too happy to comply. Watching the two men kiss was absolutely breathtaking, and Justin had to make sure he didn't let himself get to carried away. Of course he loved Lance, loved him for his entire life it seemed, but there was just something about Nick Carter that he couldn't let go. One night over too many shots, he had confessed this infatuation with Lance, only to be relieved when Lance said he felt the same way. Since that night, they had been trying to think of a way to get him up to their room, hoping with all hopes that he wasn't as straight as people told them he was, wishing that he'd be as interested as they were. And now watching Nick suck furiously on Lance's tongue while massaging Lance's ass with such obvious enjoyment, Justin saw just how little they had to worry about. The first thing that Justin noticed while they were stripping was how distorted the media's reports on Nick's size were. He was far from fat. In fact, he doubted there was much body fat on him. From what he could see, was that Nick was pure muscle. Maybe it wasn't as defined as people thought it should be, but there was no way that Nick's body wasn't complete perfection. You didn't survive in their business, doing 6 shows a week without staying in at least relatively good shape. And Nick's shape was absolutely delicious. Watching Nick and Lance grind with each other was driving Justin absolutely crazy, and that only intensified when he watched Lance's hand move from Nick's shoulder to his cock, grasping him tightly and slowly jerking him off, fingering the head like only Lance could do. He saw Nick's head fall back, his eyes roll back into his head and knew that he was about to cum. And as much as he wanted to watch Nick cum in Lance's hand, he'd much rather have him do it in his ass. "Lance.. Stop." Justin moaned, removing his hand from his own erection. "What?" Lance gasped, wondering why the hell Justin was stopping him. If he was getting cold feet now, he'd have to seriously harm the younger man. "Not like that baby. Come over here.. On the bed." Justin coaxed, seeing the fire in Lance's eyes. As mild mannered as his lover was, he could be a force to be reckoned with sometimes. "I don't wanna watch him cum in your hand.." As much as Nick wanted to cum, he understood what Justin was saying and nodded, pulling Lance towards the bed. When they got there, he pushed the older man down and climbed on top of him, crawling so that they were in the centre of the bed, lance's head on the pillows. Grabbing one, he propped Lance's lower back up, giving him easier access to fuck him with. Smiling at Justin who was now stretched out beside Lance, he nodded, indicating that he wanted him to sit up slightly. When Justin was in reaching distance, Nick pulled him in and kissed him, allowing their tongues to play before pulling away with a smile. He then looked down at Lance who was watching with lust filled eyes. "You ready baby?" Nick asked. Nodding, Lance smiled, wiggling his hips. He wanted nothing more than to feel all of Nick inside of him. He gasped as he felt Nick work one then two fingers inside of him, stretching him. The lube was cold and he was impatient, finally groaning and pulling Nick's face down to his. "Please.. Just do it..." Biting Lance's lip, Nick moaned, placing the head of his cock at his opening. Their eyes met and Nick began to push, sliding past the tight barrier of Lance's anus. When he got halfway in Nick heard him groan in pain, causing him to stop all movement. "Oh god.. I'm hurting you.." Nick moaned, pressing their foreheads together tightly. "Fuck Nick... Don't stop.. I need this... Oh fuck do I need it." Lance moaned, gripping Nick's hips tightly. The last thing he wanted was Nick to stop now and wrapping his legs tightly around his waist successfully kept the larger man in place. "Just do it.. Fuck this slow shit... Ram it in." Nick shivered at the sound of pure and raw lust in Lance's voice, raising his eyes to see Justin nodding his agreement. "He likes it rough ..he likes the pain." Justin confirmed reaching over and pinching one of Lance's nipples. Nick saw the pleasure cross Lance's face and made up his mind. He rammed himself the rest of the way in, stopping only as he felt Lance's back slide further up the bed, his head nearly hitting the head board. Lance was now biting his lip to near painfulness, his eyes clouded over with desire. It was hot and tight, and Nick couldn't hold still. If he didn't move he would go absolutely insane, so with a kiss and a smile, Nick pulled out and thrust himself back in, moaning at the sounds that were coming from Lance's mouth, the way the smaller man clung to him, as if holding on for dear life. They continued on like this for a short period of time, moving in complete unison, bringing each other to the brink of ultimate sexual gratification. As Nick continued to move, he heard a faint whimper coming from beside him, turning his head to see Justin watching, his hand working his cock furiously. "Oh god Jus..." Nick moaned, slowing down. "Jus.. Baby.. What are you doing?" "Didn't want to interrupt.." Justin moaned, blushing. He never thought that watching Nick hovering over Lance, bodies sleek with sweat, his muscles working so beautifully, would be so erotic to watch. He hadn't wanted to break the picture perfect vision in front of him. "So fucking hot Nick..."

		"Need you Jus... Need you now.." Lance moaned looking up at his boyfriend through hazy eyes. "Please." "Yeah Jus... Fuck me.. I wanna feel you while Lance is feeling me..." Nick pleaded, pulling Justin into a breathless kiss. Lance reached over to grab a condom from the table, handing it to Justin with shaky hands. Silently, Justin took the packet and opened it, taking his place behind Nick. He pressed Nick down further, opening him up just enough so that he could slide into place. Wanting to prepare Nick, he quickly inserted two fingers startled when Nick loudly said "NO". "No?" "No.. No fingers. You ... Just you." Nick moaned, wiggling his hips which in turn slid him deeper into Lance who began to tremble even more. Kissing Nick's shoulder quickly, Justin placed himself at Nick's entrance and thrust in sharply, not missing the cry of pain escaping the older man's mouth. He cried out as well, only out of complete pleasure, never realizing just how tight Nick would be. "God.. So tight Nick.." Justin cringed, pulling out before pushing back in. "Been a while..." Nick spoke, looking into Lance's eyes slightly embarrassed. Don't get a lot of action lately. Especially in that area." Lance's hands moved to cup Nick's face tenderly, pulling him down for a kiss. "Such a shame. You're so beautiful. So fucking beautiful." "Well that's over now Nicky.. Gonna break you back in baby." Justin grunted, pulling Nick's hips so that he slid halfway out of Lance, only to push him back in. After a few clumsy attempts at finding a rhythm that suited all three, finally they fell into one, all working simultaneously at bringing each other to absolute pleasure. It only took a few strokes on Lance's cock to have him screaming, cum spurting all over his and Nick's chest, his eyes closed tightly from the force of his orgasm. Watching Lance cum was enough for Nick who came as well, clenching around Justin and pulling him into his orgasm. All three men were cumming together, holding on to one another, moaning unintelligible words and occasional grunts. Although Justin didn't want to move, he knew that he would have to pull out of Nick's body at some time, leaving the warmth the older man's body provided. He had always thought that his infatuation was solely physical, but being here, arms wrapped around Nick tightly, he realized that it was more than that. And looking over at Lance, who was staring at Nick with awe, he knew that his boyfriend felt the same. Pulling out, he moved to the side, allowing for Nick to do the same. Nick moaned as he felt Justin's dick pull out of him, moaning again as his pulled out of Lance. He had never felt that sense of fullness, that completeness that he'd felt in their embrace and now he simply felt empty. Alone. Lost. Looking over he saw Lance's chest still rising erratically, signaling that he still hadn't caught his breath entirely. He turned to see Justin staring at him, an unreadable expression on his face. Blushing Nick moved to climb over Lance, stopping as he felt Justin's hand grasp his arm. "Stay." It was soft and Nick barely heard it, but Justin had said it. Meant it. "Please." He added, fearful that Nick would leave and the whole experience would be over. He didn't want him to go yet. He wasn't ready to deal with Nick's departure. "Okay." Nick whispered back, unsure of what to do next. "Good." Lance said, pulling Nick down and wrapping his arms around him, resting the younger mans' head in the hollow of his neck. Nick shivered until he felt Justin spoon in behind him, all three men's legs tangled together, arms wrapped tightly around everyone. It wasn't long before their breathing was all synchronized, hearts beating together. As if one. "I just have one thing to say." Nick felt Lance's chest vibrate from his low voice, the sound giving him goose bumps. He felt Justin tense behind him and wondered what Lance was going to say. Wondered if he regretted anything.. "Next time ...I get to fuck Nicky here." And then Nick felt one of Lance's hands leave his face and reach around to his ass, squeezing it tightly. He let out a nervous laugh and a deep breath, not wanting to get his hopes up. "Next time?" Nick asked against Lance's mouth, which had covered his in a playful kiss. "This is just the beginning Nicky. Now that we finally got you in our bed, you don't think we're letting you go that easily do you?" Justin spoke, drawing patterns on Nick's back, tracing his tattoos lovingly. "Fine by me."

		Finis