Title: Homeward Bound

Author:Jules - mailto:goddess_julie@just-in-dreams.com

Part:10 in Fun and Games Series (Finale)

Pairing:TimberNick

Rating:NC-17

Disclaimer: This is all fiction for entertainment purposes. I mean no harm nor disrespect.

Warning: Bigroupal Warning. Slash warning. Kink warning

Notes:This is in response of the TimberNick challenge for this week stating that we had to use the phrase "highly doubtful".

Homeward Bound
by Jules

Nick chuckled as he packed the kilt in his suitcase, his cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. The sound of his laughter caught Justin's attention and the younger man looked over at him, a slow grin appearing on his face. "I wonder what your adoring fans would say if they knew what a kinky bastard you are."

Nick could only wiggle his eyebrows in response, the kilt not making it entirely into the baggage. He held it up and walked towards his lover, pressing it against his body over his jeans. "And I was the only one hot as hell? I don't think so baby. You fucking loved it! At least that's what you were screaming when I was fucking you in it."

"I think you got the kilt too small on purpose. It didn't exactly fit you and just barely fit me. Not to mention the fact that it barely covered my ass." Justin's hand cupped Nick's growing erection firmly, massaging him with teasing strokes. "I mean, you like cock. You fucking beg and scream for it," Justin's voice was low and seductive as he leaned in to lick at Nick's jaw. He smiled when Nick shivered and a soft moan escaped his lips. "But you seem to have this thing about skirts and dresses."

"Knowing it's your cock is what does it for me baby. I don't care what the package it comes in looks like, as long as it's your ass I'm pounding into at the end of the day. But yeah, there is something about getting you all dressed up to fuck you raw that gets me off." Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, the kilt dropping to the floor and their bodies pressed tight against each other. Justin was the first to pull away, moaning in protest.

"God.. As much as I want you right now, we've got to finish packing." His resolve started to weaken when he saw Nick's lower lip protrude in a pout. The phone ringing interrupted, eliciting a giggle from both men.

"Hello?" Justin said, batting Nick's hands away from the buckle of his jeans.

"May I speak with Mr. Carter or Mr. Timberlake please?"

"This is Justin Timberlake. Can I help you?" Justin spoke to the man on the phone for a few minutes, thanking him politely before hanging up. He turned to look at Nick who was on his knees, a seductive expression on his face. Nick had successfully undone Justin's jeans and was licking and sucking the skin just above his cock hungrily. "God Nicky... As much as I want ...whatever you're offering here Nick," Justin started, breaking out into simultaneous laughter and moaning, "we've got to go. That was the limo company, they'll be here in an hour."

"How many times do you think we can make each other cum in 60 minutes babe?" Nick asked, reaching his hand into Justin's jeans and grasping his cock. He licked his lips as their eyes met.

Justin seriously considered his options. They had spent far too long in bed that morning. They had woken up early to watch the sun rise and then ended up making love, trying to prolong the inevitable, facing going home. Looking at their half packed clothes and belongings, Justin's sensible side won out. "I'm sure we could find that out ....but not now babe. We have to get this stuff packed." Justin pulled Nick up and kissed him passionately.

"Maybe on the plane?" Nick asked when the kiss broke, a hopeful look in his eyes. Justin nodded enthusiastically and he couldn't resist one more kiss.

"Definitely on the plane."

~~~~~~~

They had been in the air for about four hours and Justin was bored. He looked over at Nick who was visibly engrossed in his GameBoy. Justin grinned, looking out the small window. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to pass the time. Quietly, he slipped out of his tee shirt and made himself comfortable, slouching slightly in the plush chair. Nick closed his eyes and stretched, causing Justin to pause for a second and hold his breath. Once the blonde went back to concentrating on the game console, Justin allowed his hand to wander down his muscular stomach to the waist band of his jeans, undoing the button and lowering the zipper. He then put his plan into motion.

Justin leaned his head back onto the chair as he let his whole body relax. His fingers dipped down into his open jeans and he let out a loud sigh. His eyes were fixed on Nick and Justin rolled them when his lover barely even noticed. He moved his free hand up to his nipple and rolled it between his fingers, palming his groin with just enough pressure to start an erection.

Nick simply shifted on his chair, not looking up at what Justin was doing.

Justin let out a soft giggle. He could just imagine what Nick's reaction would be when he finally clued in to what was going on around him. It was just a matter of what it was going to take to get him there. Justin let his eyes flutter shut as his mind wandered. Visions of Nick naked filled his mind, followed by their lovemaking that morning as well as the whole week spent in Australia. Justin felt his cock harden faster than anything, pressing tightly against the denim covering it. A slow grin spread out on his face and Justin began to work himself harder, hips thrusting into his hand. "Fuck yeah..." He growled softly. All he could see was Nick in the school boy uniform, how it felt for them to make love in the ocean with the waves crashing over their bodies and finally how erotic it had been for him to wear the school girl uniform for Nick. Suddenly, he went from performing to get Nick's attention to pleasuring himself, all thoughts of anything else had fled his mind.

Nick could vaguely hear Justin moving around across the plane, but as too involved in his game to look up. He was at the last level and only had a few more obstacles to get through before beating his top score. It wasn't until a muffled, "oh shit Nicky ...yeah.." could be heard that he looked up, shocked at the sight he was met with. Justin's head was thrown back, one hand beneath his open jeans while the other was tweaking and pinching one nipple and then the other, his lower lip caught between his teeth. He faintly heard the music indicating that he'd died come from his Game Boy but at that point it was already on the chair beside him. Nick's eyes darkened to a deep blue and a low growl escaped his lips. He watched his lover for a few minutes, debating whether or not to join him or simply watch. Nick opted to stay where he was. "Pull em down baby." He said loudly, startling Justin. Their eyes locked and Nick nodded. "Do it. Pull em down, let me watch."

Justin groaned as he lifted his hips. He quickly removed his hands from where it had been stroking his erection and started to pull his pants down, stopping when Nick held his hand up in protest.

"Not all the way down J. Just ...yeah, just there." Justin's pants were down around his knees, his cock standing up against his stomach. Nick mirrored his lover's stance, lowering his own pants to his knees, discarding his shirt to the floor. There they sat, only a few feet apart, both men breathing heavily, eyes locked in a steamy gaze. "Now baby, continue. You're so fucking hot.."

Justin once again brought one hand to his erection, fingering the head before starting a rhythmic stroking up and down. Following the younger man's actions, Nick started his own pace, feeling his whole body tingling. Nick's free hand snaked down to fondle his balls, while Justin once again toyed with his nipples, enjoying the pain his fingers brought with each pinch and tug. Nick was the first to speak. "What ...what the fuck were you doing baby?"

Justin grinned, his eyes fluttering shut. "Was bored. You promised me some plane action but the only one getting any action here has been Zelda. Thought I'd ...tempt you away from the GameBoy."

"Fuck J... Yeah.. That's it ...work it baby." Nick grunted, his eyes never leaving Justin's hand. His hand sped up and he felt his stomach start to tingle as his balls tightened. "Gonna... "

"Do it. Fucking do it Nick..cum for me." Justin was nearly at his own pinnacle, his orgasm creeping up quickly as well. He knew that the second Nick let go it would be over for him. Seconds later, he watched as Nick stiffened and his face contorted into a mask of pain and pleasure as his body trembled violently and his cock exploded with an accompanying groan. Justin's hand actually faltered and he paused to watch Nick's orgasm rip through him. It wasn't until Nick's eyes opened and Justin could see their stormy blue depths that he allowed himself to breathe. His hand remained still.

As soon as he could breathe again, Nick slid from his chair and onto the floor, crawling the distance to where his lover watched him in silent rapture. "J? You wanna cum?" Nick asked, grinning up at his lover from between his legs. All Justin could do was nod as his breath caught in his throat. Within an instant, Nick had engulfed Justin's whole cock in his mouth, letting it slide effortlessly down his throat. He began a fast and furious bobbing motion, holding Justin's hips down to better work him. He let his fingers dance up Justin's thighs to stroke his balls, putting pressure in the points that he knew drove his lover wild. Justin let out a loud shriek and held onto Nick's shoulders tightly, thrusting one last time into Nick's mouth and releasing his juices down his throat. He could feel Nick's throat constrict around him, swallowing what he could until Justin was

finished, laying spent against the seat.

"Wow."

"Yeah."

Nick grinned, crawling up beside Justin and pulling him close, not caring about the mess on his own body or the sweat on their skin. They laid together for a few minutes until finally Justin stood, pulling Nick to his feet. "Come on, lets to take a shower..."

Nick paused, to step out of his jeans and pull Justin against his body. "And maybe get a little dirty still?"

The gleam in Justin's eyes told Nick everything he needed to know.

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By the time their plane touched down on American soil, both men were exhausted. The jet lag had severely caught up with them, leaving them both a little off balance. After thanking the crew profusely and barely being able to meet their eyes, Justin and Nick grabbed their bags and headed towards the exit. "I think they could totally hear us the whole time," Nick whispered, giggling into the back of Justin's neck.

"Well if you could have been just a little louder...." Justin teased and Nick pretended to be offended.

"You'd think you'd be happy I'm so loud. It means you're doing it right!" He received a sharp slap on the ass in return, followed closely by a lengthy kiss. As they descended down the stairs, Justin paused and gasped. "What the fuck is wrong?" Nick asked, bumping into the younger man. When he saw Justin point, Nick looked past him to find 8 people standing on the runway at a safe distance from the plane. "Holy fuck."

"Holy fuck is right," Justin agreed, barely able to stifle a giggle. Their best friends were all standing not 200 feet away from them, holding up a huge sign that read "Welcome Home Birthday Boys," all wearing huge grins on their faces.

"If I wasn't here to see it, I wouldn't believe it." Nick nudged Justin to go down, both men heading towards the group. Neither knew what to say, caught up in their exhaustion and the intense emotions of seeing them all there.

"What are you guys doing here?" Justin asked, hugging each of his guys, followed by handshakes to Nick's. "Not that we mind, but it's ...."

"Fucking creepy." Nick finished, mirroring Justin's greeting. The eight of them were simply watching, almost nervous it seemed. Brian was the first to speak.

"Well. After Nick left to meet you, we did a lot of thinking. You're our best friends and we know nothing about you. Either of you. I mean, we know you individually, but that's not who you are anymore, and we let that slip away."

Chris picked up, "And it's not fair. To you or to us. This is a big part of your lives and we want to share that with you. We know we fucked up big time."

"Huge," AJ added. "And we're sorry. But we ....well fuck ...we know we screwed up and we regret it. So we thought that maybe, little by little we could get to know you both. Be here for you."

"We just need you to know that we're okay with this. And you don't have to believe it, but we'd never let anything change how much we love you." Joey approached Justin first and hugged him tight, pulling Nick in and doing the same with him. "We can't change how we were in the past, but we can work on the future, and we just want you to let us in."

"Know that you can come to us if there's a problem, or if you're wanting to share something with us.. Don't think we're going to judge you." Nick turned to look into Kevin's eyes and felt tears welling up in his own. He found himself in the middle of a tight embrace and he looked at Justin over Kevin's shoulder.

"How did you guys find out...?" Nick asked.

"I called Aaron and asked when you were going to be in. Told him that I was supposed to pick you up but forgot what time to be here," Lance actually blushed at the look of surprise on Nick and Justin's faces. Finally he shrugged and let out a nervous laugh. "What? I am capable of lying you know..."

"Did he believe you?" Justin had to ask. He knew Lance's ability to lie and no one over the age of five was stupid enough to fall for any lie he tried to tell. Lance's sheepish grin was all he needed to know.

"No. But he said that if I was willing to lie to him ...to risk the embarassment, then it must be important."

All ten men let out laughter as they stared at each other, slightly awkward. "Well ....thanks for being here guys. With the sign and ...just welcoming us back. It means a lot to us.." Justin and Nick shared a look, their hands immediately clasping together between them.

"We're trying." Kevin spoke, wrapping his arm around Justin's shoulder. "Now lets get somewhere ...not in the middle of an airport landing strip."

They all headed towards the airport, Nick and Justin pulling up the rear as everyone walked ahead, talking amongst themselves. "You okay baby?" Nick asked, pressing a soft kiss to his lover's temple. Justin nodded in response.

"Yeah I am Nicky." They looked at their friends, Howie turning back to give them both a smile and a wink. "We're home baby."

FINIS