Three Hundred and Sixty Five

It was their first year anniversary. Well one of their anniversaries anyways. Nick and Justin had long since decided that they had two of them, one to celebrate that first night they got together in the hotel, the second being when they were certain that they loved each other and decided to give the whole relationship thing a try. This happened to be the anniversary for the first one, when their whole affair started. The plans were to go back to that hotel, stay in the same room and seclude themselves away from the world for a few days. Both groups were on break from their tours and it was perfect timing for them to see one another.

Nick arrived at the hotel and walked up to the concierge desk, flashing the girl a wide smile. "Hello Miss. I'd like to check in. I'm in room...."

"958. Yes, I know Mr. Carter." The girl finished for him, giggling and blushing profusely. "I've been waiting all day for you to arrive. I love you guys." Nick let out a small laugh. She was obviously a big fan and was trying her damnedest to be professional. It never surprised him how girls got so nervous and freaked out by him. If they saw him first thing in the morning with his morning breath and bed head, they'd definitely think twice about thinking he was the hottest thing on the planet.

"Well thank you.. Addison." Nick said, checking out the girl's name tag. "Do I need to sign anything before I go up?"

Shaking her head, Addison gave Nick another 100 watt smile, hoping that he wouldn't go so soon.

"Are you sure Addison? I'm sure there's SOMETHING you'd like me to sign before I go upstairs." Nick said, hoping that she'd understand what he was trying to tell her. This particular hotel serviced quite a few famous people and it was hotel policy that the staff weren't allowed to ask the stars for their autographs or pictures. But she was staring at Nick so intently, and he was so excited that he'd get to see Justin for 3 whole days that he was in an exceptionally good mood. Taking Nick's hint, she blushed even redder and bowed her head down with embarrassment.

"Ummm, actually Mr. Carter. If you could sign this..." She reached down into her purse and pulled out a book, making sure no one was looking and handed it to him barely able to meet his eyes, "that would be fantastic. Thank you so much."

Nick smiled and winked at her, writing her a little note in her journal before handing it back. "No problem Addy. Thanks for all your help today. And it's Nick. If you see me at all while I'm staying here, please call me Nick."

Nick made his way up to 958 and tried to calm the butterflies that were flooding his stomach. He knew that Justin had booked 816 while he booked the room on another floor so people wouldn't get too suspicious, but they weren't planning on using his too much. Nick was simply going to put toiletries there, mess up the room a little and basically spend the time in Justin's room with him. They were scheduled to emcee a charity auction together while they were in New York, so if any more questions were brought up about them both being up there, it was covered. They had thought of everything. He walked into his room and was disappointed to find that no one was there. There were no bags, no sign of Justin. Checking his watch, Nick saw that it was well after 7pm, Justin was scheduled to arrive before 4.

He decided to unpack a few things and get comfortable, hoping to surprise Justin when HE finally arrived. Nick had thought that Justin would have set something up for him and had a whole scene ready for when he arrived. Even though they weren't using Nick's room, at least Justin could have done something to make him feel welcome. Let him know that he'd arrived and was waiting for him. "I guess I was wrong about that." Nick mumbled to himself as he flung himself on the bed to wait for his lover.

It was nearly 8pm when Nick's disappointment turned to anger, wondering where the hell Justin could be and what was keeping him. He didn't want to call the desk looking for him, and he wasn't answering his cell. Deciding that he needed something to take his mind off spending their anniversary alone, Nick changed into sweats and grabbed a towel and water bottle. "Screw this waiting shit. I'm going down to the gym for a bit." Nick said to no one in particular, hoping that wherever Justin was, he was happy.

As Nick walked towards the gym, he heard the familiar sound of a basketball bouncing on the hardwood floor and was hit with a sudden case of deja vu. Stopping for a second, he shook his head, figuring that he was just losing his mind. When he walked into the gym, Nick was met

with the same sight that he'd seen a year before. Justin jumping up, taking a shot his lean body covered only in a pair of gym shorts and a thin layer of sweat, his upper body shirtless. Nick's breath caught in his throat and he felt the anger dissolve, replaced by lust. Unable to make a sound, Nick watched Justin play for a few minutes, amazed at just how beautiful he was. How graceful he was. How amazing he was. As if Justin could feel Nick's eyes on him, he turned around slightly, both sets of blue eyes meeting across the gym.

Nick walked in further and smiled at Justin, no words needed between the two, their gazes speaking in volumes. Justin passed the ball to Nick and they began to play hard, neither holding anything back. The game continued on for almost a half an hour until both were breathing hard and visibly tired. Nick leaned down, resting his elbows on his knees, trying to regain his breath, while Justin took a long drink from his water bottle. Once they'd come down from the adrenaline rush a little, Justin looked at Nick, catching his eyes with a smirk. Nick cocked his eyebrows at his boyfriend and wondered what Justin had planned. This was basically what had happened a year ago exactly, except that they weren't talking. They didn't need the conversation this time because they both knew what was going to eventually happen. Where things would lead. Without warning, Justin started to walk towards the door, doing a half pivot to see Nick's eyes still trained on him with a mixture of amusement and lust. With a small nod of his head, Justin continued walking out of the gym, Nick hot on his tail.

The entire way to the hotel room was silent, neither really looking at one another but enjoying the comfortable silence. As they reached the room, Justin took the key out of his pocket and swiped the card, walking confidently through the door and leaving Nick at the entrance. The whole scene held way too many memories for Nick and he finally realized what was going on.

Justin was tired of waiting for Nick to come into his room, it was like he was thinking about something, trying to figure out what the catch was. Not unlike him last year. He remembered how nervous he was, standing outside of this exact door as Nick entered with a confidence that indicated he'd done this before. That he'd invited guys back to his room all the time. Doing exactly what Nick had done to him, Justin reached outside the door and grabbed onto Nick's shirt, pulling him into the room forcefully. He kicked the door shut and pushed the older man against it forcefully, still silent. Justin leaned forwa rd and touched his forehead to Nick's for a few second, staring deep into his lover's eyes down to his soul. Seeing so many emotions there, Justin knew what he had to do. With a smirk, Justin dropped to his knees and pulled Nick's shorts down with one hard tug. Before either could take another breath, Justin took Nick's erection entirely into his mouth, only stopping when he could feel the engorged head hit the back of his throat.

"FUCK.. Justin.. Baby...." Nick moaned, breaking the silence. Now Nick understood why Justin hadn't met him in the room, he had been waiting for him at the gym. Waiting for him to show up and get him. Waiting for history to repeat itself. Nick's mind was swimming at the sensation of Justin sucking him hard and fast, roughly tugging on his balls with one hand while the other found it's way into his own shorts and was jerking himself off to the rhythm of his sucking. Nick was barely able to open his eyes, but when he did he looked down and let another moan escape his lips. He finally understood why Justin came so fast the year before, when it had been him sucking him while jerking off.

"Are you coming in or not?" Nick asked, wondering if this was really a good idea. Justin looked scared shitless.

"Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming." Justin replied, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. The next thing he knew Nick had pulled him into the room and shoved him up against the door. "You aren't now, but give me a few minutes." Nick moaned into Justin's neck as he trailed his tongue down the younger man's jaw. He felt Justin's moan moreso than heard it and gave him a sexy smirk before sinking down onto his knees, eye level to Justin's erection which was huge and pressing against the thin fabric of his shorts. "Fuck I want this... I want to fucking taste you so bad Timberlake.." Nick moaned before ridding him of his shorts, not wasting any time and taking all of Justin into his mouth. As much as he wanted to take his time, draw this out, Nick couldn't. He'd waited too long to have Justin like this and wanted him to cum. Wanted to taste Justin's cum on his lips, on his tongue, down his throat. He wanted Justin to know just how hot things could be between them.

Justin's world was spinning out of control. He'd long since given up on even trying to form coherent sentences and was reduced to moaning and grabbing onto Nick's short blonde spikes to keep him steady. With a moan, Nick's mouth left him to take his balls into his mouth, sucking on them while his hand pumped his shaft quickly. Justin opened his eyes slowly, looking down at Nick on his knees, his cock back in Nick's mouth and wrapped up in those beautiful pouty lips, all the while Nick's hand had made it's way into his own shorts and he was thrusting wildly into his fist. This was all too much for Justin and he felt his legs buckle. Biting his lip, Justin screamed long and loud, cumming fiercely in Nick's mouth shaking uncontrollably and

finally slumping against Nick when his body had finally given everything he had.

"Did you like that Justin?" Nick asked, standing up and bringing his face so that their noses were touching."

"Y.. Yeah.."

"Good.. I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good tonight. That was just the beginning.. Get ready for the fuck of your life." Nick then kissed him, letting the younger man taste himself on Nick's tongue, smiling when he felt Justin's cock twitch against his stomach.

At that last memory, and the feel of Justin speeding up on his cock Nick came long and hard, tears springing up in his eyes. It had been a long time since he'd cum this hard and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to support himself once he stopped trembling. Opening his eyes, Nick was surprised to see Justin's blue eyes staring into his, a small smile on his face.

"Did you like that Nicky?"

"Y.. Yeah..."
"Good. I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good tonight baby. Get ready for the best fuck of your life." Justin said, the same memory that Nick had experienced flashing through his mind. He found it funny, that after a year, it was clear as day to him. He remembered every sound, every touch, every taste from that night. It was the night that had changed his life. It had brought everything from his normal black and white way of seeing things, to the gray area that most of the world lived in. Things weren't as cut and dry as he'd previously thought, and Nick had helped him to see that. Justin smiled at the look of recognition that passed through Nick's eyes. He was aware that night was playing through his mind. So he knew that they both understood what was next.

Nick pulled Justin into the bedroom, taking off his shirt and leaving him entirely naked. He paused for a few seconds to take Justin's nude form in. He was suddenly very self conscious about his body, knowing that he didn't stack up to Justin's muscles and lean body in the least.

Justin looked down at the ground, feeling very vulnerable. Nick was staring at him and he had no idea what the older man was thinking. Wasn't he good looking enough? Too thin? Too scrawny? "What's wrong?" He asked, his voice soft.

Nick cleared his throat. "Nothing Jus. Just admiring the view." He leaned in to lick at Justin's collarbone. You are so fucking beautiful. Did you know that. So beautiful."

Justin blushed and looked away, unable to meet Nick's gaze. So many people told him that on a daily basis, but there was something in the way that Nick had said it that made him believe it. That he knew that Nick was being sincere and was seeing HIM, not what the media portrayed him to be.

"And do you know what I want to do to that beautiful body Jus?"

Justin felt his legs wobble and he held onto Nick for support. There was just something in the way that Nick had whispered into his ear, growled almost. "Wha? What?"

"Oh god.. I want to lick and taste every inch of your body. And then, when I've got you so hard that you're at the line where pleasure and pain is blurred.. Then I want to feel you surround me. I want to fuck you so hard that you forget who you are and what brought you here. Fuck you so good that the second I thrust my cock into that sweet tight ass, you start to cum. And then, every time I hit your prostate, you cum just a bit more and more until finally I cum inside you, knowing that no one has fucked you quite so good."

Justin was stunned silent. Nick had moved behind him, and he could feel the other man's erection pressing at his back, his arms wrapped tightly around his waist, those deliciously vulgar words making him harder by the second. When he didn't respond, he heard Nick laugh softly against his shoulder and move his mouth up to his neck. "Yeah, I think that's what you want." Nick's voice was a whisper accompanied by a bite to his shoulder and a hard firm spank on the ass. Justin came for the second time that night.

Pulling Nick into their bedroom, Justin smiled at the man he wanted to spend his life with. Nick had left his pants by the door and was now only wearing his sweat soaked tee shirt, which Justin quickly removed. He took the time to trace each one of Nick's tattoos with his tongue, reviving Nick's erection. After he was done, he pulled away and walked slowly around Nick, looking him up and down. His gaze was almost predatory, making Nick shiver slightly.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked, as Justin hadn't said anything. He knew he'd gained some weight lately, but he thought he was looking better than ever. He'd started watching what he ate and worked out a little more, Justin's influence paying off on him.

"Nothing baby.. Just admiring the view, and fuck if it's not the hottest view I've ever seen. Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are? How hot? How goddamned sexy? Because you are. Fucking perfect love."

With an embarrassed smile, Nick pulled Justin in for a quick kiss, tracing his lips with his tongue and tasting a bit of his cum there.

"And I think you know what I want to do now." Justin said, pushing Nick down onto the bed, while removing his own clothes. As much as he wanted to do things exactly as Nick had done them the year before, he wanted to do something different that would knock Nick's socks off. When Nick made a move to sit up, Justin motioned for Nick not to move. Slowly, Justin removed the sweatshirt he'd put on before leaving the gym. As he pulled it over his head, Justin made sure to draw it out as long as possible, teasing Nick mercilessly. He saw that Nick was completely hard again, the older man biting his lower lip, evidence of his arousal. "I want to come over there, and make you fucking scream. Do you think I could do that? Do you think I could do you so good that you'd scream like a little girl? I know you made me scream like a girl... Oh fuck Nick... Just thinking about that makes me hard." Justin was trailing his hands over his chest, tweaking his nipples roughly watching Nick fight the ur ge to get up and touch him. Smirking, Justin continued with his torture. "Do you want to see how hard I am? How big and hard my cock is for you?"

Nick could only nod, the words unable to form on his lips which were now pink and swollen from his teeth.

Slowly, Justin turned around so that his back was to Nick. With a glance over his shoulder, he began to inch his shorts down his hips and past his ass. Just before he'd uncovered himself, he paused waiting for the groan that he knew was coming.

Nick groaned loudly.

Justin continued the shorts' decent down his body, bending over to unhook them from his ankles, spreading his legs out for Nick to get a very open view of all of him. "Oh fuck Jus....." Nick cried out, his voice hoarse. He still hadn't touched himself but from the looks of it, it wouldn't take much at this point to make him cum. His cock was already a deep purple, cum beginning to ooze out of the slit at the top of the head.

Justin turned around and firmly took ahold of his own erection, pumping it a few times. "See baby... This is for you.. This is what I'm going to make you scream with. I'm going to fuck you so good that you'll forget who you are and what brought you here. I'm going to fuck that beautiful tight ass so hard that you'll cum the second I thrust my cock into it, and then cum with each slam to your prostate. Can you feel it? How good it is to have my cock up there, hitting your spot each time?"

With a low growl and a string of 'fucks' and 'shits', Nick came again, bringing his total for the night to two.

"How do you want this Justin? Do you want to be on your back, or on your knees?" Nick asked, crawling onto the bed over top of Justin. He hovered over the younger man, coming dangerously close to him, but not touching him at all.

Unable to be that close to Nick, Justin pulled him down and wrapped his legs around his waist, grinding their erections together while he ran his fingers through Nick's damp hair.

"Fuck Nick.. I don't know.. I've never done this before..." Justin said softly, not wanting to seem so inexperienced.
"Just tell me what you want baby... Whatever you want to do, we'll do. Tonight is about you..." Nick said soothingly, kissing Justin thoroughly. He covered the younger man's mouth with his own, letting his tongue explore teasingly. Justin was so eager, so willing that it made Nick want him just that much more.

Without warning, Justin pushed Nick off of him and sat up on his knees. He pulled him up with him so that they were kneeling, bodies pressed tightly together. Out of the corner of his eyes, Justin saw their reflection in the hotel mirror and paused to look, captivated by the site before him. There they were, wrapped up in one another, skin flushed, bathed in sweat and both fully aroused. "I want to watch... To see us while we fuck." When Nick flashed him a confused look,