Title:No One Will Know Author:Jules Series:3 in Fun And Games Backstories: http://boyslash.just-in-dreams.com/jules.html Part: 1/1 Pairing:TimberNick Rating:NC-17 Feedback:Yes Please - mailto:slash_me_baby@yahoo.com Disclaimer:This is just fiction for entertainment purposes. I do not know either of these men, nor am I making any assumptions on their lifestyles. Notes:This is part of the TimberNick_Slash list challenge. The phrase that we had to use was "can't believe it". No One Will Know by Jules Justin adjusted his dress as he stood up, smiling politely at the men who moved to stand as well. This was something he sure as hell wasn't used to. Being treated like a lady. Of course, the reason for that could have been because he wasn't one, but for tonight he was. And from the looks of appreciation he'd gotten from the other men at the party, a pretty hot one at that. The second that he and Nick had arrived at the spacious mansion that the party was being held at, he had caught the eye of almost every man in the room. At first he didn't know how to react to the situation, men clambering to offer him a drink, a cigarette, to take his coat. The second his coat was off and presented to the butler who was taking care of their jackets, Nick had wrapped a protective arm around his waist, therefore informing everyone at the party who Justin was with. Not that they knew he was Justin. They had no idea, and that knowledge alone filled him with a power that he wasn't entirely sure what to do with. All he knew wa s at that moment, he felt like the sexiest woman ...man ...man-woman alive and his libido was fully charged. Nick would definitely be reaping the benefits from this evening out for quite a while after the dress came off and was thrown haphazardly in the corner. "Where you going baby?" Nick asked, slightly concerned. He could see how the other men were looking at Justin in that dress and knew exactly what was on their minds. It was the same thing that was on his mind, but he'd be damned if they were going to get that chance with him. Her. Whatever. "Just to the little girl's room Nick." Justin blushed and gave a high pitched giggle. The men all used this opportunity to let their eyes roam shamelessly over Justin's figure, pausing too long at his perfectly shaped breasts and probably not long enough at the mass between his legs. Every time they gave him the once over, Justin wished that he could pull up the long flowy skirt and show them just what he was hiding under that dress. But he knew he couldn't, so he simply basked in the knowledge that they were keeping this amazingly kinky secret from everyone. "Do you need some help?" Oh god did Justin want to say yes. He needed some help like Nick wouldn't believe, but didn't want to seem like some cheap whore who snuck into the bathroom at the guest's house for a quickie while everyone stood not fifty feet away on the other side of the wall, probably able to hear everything that went on. He didn't want to be THAT girl. At least not tonight. Instead, he simply shook his head as gracefully as he could and gave Nick a loving smile. "No thank you sweetie. It'll only take a minute." Justin shimmied past guests, smiling and nodding at those who greeted him, men and women and finally made it to the bathroom, shocked that there wasn't a line up. He slipped into the spacious room and sighed, relieved to be able to just be himself for a few minutes. He hadn't realized how hard it was to be a woman and as he checked the clock in the bathroom ...Justin wondered why anyone would have a clock there. He let out a soft laugh and shook his head. Some people's taste really perplexed him at times. It was just after 10. They had two more hours before midnight, and probably three before they'd be able to sneak out without any problems. Once he'd successfully gone to the bathroom and tucked himself into the special underwear he was wearing, he walked coolly out of the bathroom, finding himself engulfed immediately into a strong pair of arms. "Thought I'd meet you here. Get some time alone with my girl." Justin relaxed immediately as he felt Nick's arms wrap around him, his familiar cologne invading his senses.

		"Are you having fun tonight Nicky?" Justin asked, kissing his lover passionately. They were both aware that they were in a room full of people, but enjoying the fact that they didn't have to hide it. For tonight, they could be together without anyone being suspicious. "Oh fuck. The only thing that would be better right now was if we were in bed and I was fucking you so fast and hard your head was spinning." Justin felt his breath hitch at Nick's admission, feeling his face heat up and pulse begin to race. Their eyes met and Justin saw the heat in his lover's eyes turn to something more tender. "But seriously baby, thank you for doing this. Not just because you're fucking hot in this dress and wig and I'll be using this for the next 30 years to get off on..." Both men laughed as they shared a soft kiss. "But ...because we were able to come out to this party together ...celebrate New Years with our friends and be a normal couple for once." "Normal? You fucking call this normal Nicky? You are seriously whack." Justin joked, stroking Nick's cheek with his manicured hand. He leaned in again, covering Nick's mouth with his own, letting his tongue trace his lower lip teasingly. Nick moaned against his mouth, parting his lips and allowing for Justin to dart his tongue in farther, the two tongues battling erotically. As Nick's hand made its way down Justin's back, cupping his ass firmly, Justin began to grind their bodies together, needing the friction to ease the ache that had settled in his groin. "I can't believe it." A voice broke into their private moment, causing both men to jump apart. Nick discreetly wiped the lipstick from his mouth while Justin moved to adjust his dress and fix his hair. When they both turned to see the owner of the voice, both men stiffened in shock. "Ch..chris." Nick stuttered nervously. He looked at Justin to see the same look of fear and shock in his eyes. He would have laughed if it weren't him being caught in this situation and he hoped to god that Chris didn't recognize his best friend. His best friend dressed in drag at a party where pretty much all of their friends were in attendance. All of BOTH of their friends. Judging from the way Chris' eyes slowly perused the goods in front of him, Nick and Justin were certain that he didn't recognize the person under the makeup, wig and dress. "So what were you saying?" Nick asked, running a hand through his hair nervously. His other arm was safely tucked around Justin's slender waist, as if showing Chris that she was off limits. Chris seemed to think for a few moments before recognition flashed in his eyes. "Oh. I'm just surprised Carter." "Surprised about what?" "Well.. It's just that I'd heard things about you... and I didn't think they were true. But I guess I was wrong." Chris's eyes twinkled mischievously and both Justin and Nick felt as though they were on pins and needles. He could be up to anything ...have anything up his sleeve. And neither were all too certain of what that gleam could mean. "What exactly are you talking about?" Nick's words were carefully chosen as he tried to seem as neutral as possible, not wanting to give anything away. "Well ...a certain friend of mine has told me countless times how ..." Chris paused to find the right word. "persuasive you can be. How with the bat of an eye, the pout of your lip you could probably get anyone to do anything you wanted. I thought that he was just pulling my leg." He paused once again to give Justin a hungry leer. "It appears that he was right." Nick and Justin simply exchanged a look of shock, their mouths gaping open. "Huh?" Nick asked, as eloquently as he could manage. "I mean shit. If you can get ...well HIM..." Chris pointed at Justin, "...into a fucking ball gown, wig and make up ...AND get him to come out into public dressed like that." Chris' voice dropped low so only the three of them could hear. "Then you must be capable of doing anything. Persuading anyone." With the smirk of Chris' lips, he simply winked and turned to walk away, finding himself suddenly yanked back in front of the two lovers. "You knew? You fucking knew?" Justin whispered, bending so that they were face level. "Since the minute you walked in here Jup." Justin groaned and Nick stifled a giggle, knowing that this wasn't the time nor the place. "Shit. If you know ...then everyone else probably..." "No one else knows kid. Trust me." Chris assured the younger man. "All of the men here are hot for you. They have no idea that ...well you're probably better hung than all of them."

		Nick couldn't help the snort that resulted, blushing as both men turned to look at him. "I mean, if I have to hear, 'I wonder if Carter would hook me up with that fine piece of ass he's got going on tonight,' I'm going to fucking scream." Chris rolled his eyes, smiling at his two friends. "I just want to go up and say, Carter doesn't have to introduce you to that sexy chick, because you know her already and it's Justin fucking Timberlake." Nick and Justin paused to scan the room, relieved to see that no one was paying the three of them any attention. Nick's eyes settled on Chris' and he grinned, holding Justin tighter. "So Chris though, what do you think? Really?" "That the two of you are a hell of a lot kinkier than anyone would imagine. You two are a bunch of freaks." A woman passed by with a tray of champagne glasses, each of them taking one. "But seriously?" Nick and Justin nodded, holding their breath. "Fuck J. If you weren't my best friend and those breasts were real and that slight bulge wasn't ...I'd be totally trying to kick it with you. Fuck you are one hot chick." Justin beamed, leaning in to kiss Nick sweetly on the mouth. "It's great. We get to be here together, celebrate new years with our best friends ...although none of them know it's me ...and we still don't have to tell anyone about us just yet." "Not something we're all too ready for the media to get a hold of." Chris nodded, understanding completely. He didn't think it was fair that they had to hide their relationship, but if they wanted to keep doing what they were doing, it would probably be the safest thing. "I get it. Believe me, I get it. How long are you guys going to stick around?" Nick checked his watch quickly. "As short of a time as we have to. Gonna stick around for midnight, drink a few glasses of champagne and wish everyone a great new year and then go home..." "And fuck like bunnies." Justin added breathlessly. His mind was already there. When Chris and Nick turned to look at him, amused expressions on their faces his grin got bigger. "What? I'm standing here in a fucking dress, nylons and heels. I'm as fucking horny as ....well as fucking horny as I can get at this point. I've been hard since I started getting ready and the way that Nick's been groping me all night is not helping." With a shake of his head, Chris raised his hand in protest. "Say no more. I'll leave you alone now. It looks like you both need some alone time. I'll say my happy new year now ....because knowing the two of you, you'll make it until about 11:45 and then decide you can't wait any longer to leave. Go out to the car and then end up fucking there for about an hour before actually going home to finish the job." Justin was first, hugging Chris close to his body and licking his neck teasingly. "Happy New Year Christopher." Nick chuckled at the expression on the older man's face, following quickly after Justin doing the exact same thing. "God damn you two. Go home now and get it out of your system." Chris' tone was light, no evidence of anger at all. "Chris, we could spend 24/7 in bed and not get it out of our system." At Nick's admission Chris paused, as if thinking about something. Finally he nodded. "Yeah. I'll fucking bet." When they were left alone, Justin turned to Nick. "What time is it baby?" "Just after 11." They were silent for a few minutes, watching people interact around them. Finally Nick spoke. "I don't want to spend midnight, fucking in the car." "Neither do I." They were still for a few seconds, both men's minds working overtime. "I'll get the coats." Justin said quickly, kissing Nick's cheek. "I'll tell the guys we're leaving." Nick agreed, grinning madly.

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