OnTheRoad

my name is jessica, and one summer i got to play on the road with *NSYNC. it was the most amazing summer of my life! you see, i got to tour all over with them, and they let me ride on the tour bus with the guys cause my dad knew someone who knew someone who knew someone, or something like that. anyway, it was great! joey was always there with a smile and a hug, lance was a total sweetheart who was always checking on me, j.c. totally helped calm me down whenever i was freaking out, chris got me riled up again whenever i was bummed out and he could always make me laugh, and justin... well, justin... ok, the long and the short of it is, i fell in love with justin.

it was the summer of 2000, and the guys were out bouncing on stage just about every night, and i was right there with them, everywhere except on stage. that summer i was 18 years old, fresh outta high school, and i wanted to travel before i left for college in the fall. being on the road with *NSYNC wasn't exactly what i'd meant when i said i wanted to do all that, but it was a wonderful surprise from my dad. the guys made me part of the family, and all was well... until i fell in love with justin.

it didn't make a whole lot of sense, see, cause he was the crabby one of the
bunch. he was the one who always needed to be the center of attention, he
was the one who stole the show, and the one who made it perfectly clear he wanted nothing to do with me. i'll admit that i could never take my eyes off of him while he was on stage; he was a natural performer, he commanded the audience's attention. and for real, i could just sit and watch him dance for hours. the boy has incredible rhythm. but where joey was silly with me, and lance was kind to me, and chris was wild around me, and j.c. was sweet to me, justin just pushed me away.

so yeah, out of the five of them, justin was the one who made me feel the
least welcome. i'm sure that's why my heart decided i HAD to have him.

one day, about 7 a.m. on a saturday, we were traveling to a new city for a
show the following day. everyone was still sound asleep, as i had been until a few minutes earlier. lying there in my bunk on the bus -- i'd been given my own space since i got to travel with the guys and they all wanted THEIR own space -- i was thinking about justin, like usual, when i got a wonderful, wicked idea. justin is an incredibly hard sleeper, so if i was really quiet climbing out of my bunk and into his... oh my goodnight, i got all wet just thinking about the things i could do. the only catch was not waking anyone up. i thought i could probably pull it off...

i grinned to myself and decided that it was now or never. i'm not the
bravest girl out there, but this one time, i surprised myself. still wearing
only the baby blue tank top and grey p.j. pants (nothing underneath) that i'd
slept in, i quietly climbed out of my bunk and tiptoed down the bus toward
where justin slept. all was quiet, so i pulled back the curtain on his bunk
a little and peeked in. there he was, sleeping like a baby, his curly hair
wild on his pillow. he looked incredibly sexy. looking around to make sure
no one else was looking, i climbed in with my sleeping little angel.

he didn't stir as i sat there crosslegged on his bunk next to him, so i
stretched myself out and laid down next to him. with justin that warm and
close to me, i thought i was in heaven; he smelled absolutely wonderful. i
curled myself up at his side, looking at him. his face was peaceful, a half
smile was on his lips. i gently played with his wild, golden curls... his
hair was such a turn on for me! watching him sleep was making me tired
again, so i curled up next to him and let myself doze off a little, all the
while thinking very naughty things about justin randall timberlake.

i woke up a little while later and found myself in justin's strong arms,
though he was still asleep. in his sleep he had snuggled up to me. "silly
boy," i thought, though i was not complaining. it felt great to have his
arms around me. i lay there, enjoying having him so close to me, for a
little while, but then i talked myself into trying something a little more
adventurous. though he was warm and wonderful, i crawled out of his embrace. he -- miraculously -- still didn't wake up. justin seemed to have proven the rumors about his deep-sleeping abilities to be true, so i decided to have some fun with the boy with whom i was desperately in love.

gently i rolled him from his side onto his back. i knelt next to him, and
still he slept on. i began to kiss his neck and shoulders very, very softly.
then i slid his sheets and blankets off of him, still being very careful not
to wake him. as i slid his covers down, i received a pleasant surprise. i
knew that justin usually slept in a wife beater and boxers -- we all knew
what each other slept in, the bus wasn't big enough not to know! -- but this morning he was naked under the covers. "he must've gotten hot during the night, or something," i mused, not really caring how he got naked. i only cared that he was naked, and i feasted my eyes on him. he was gorgeous. the tour was one big, constant work-out for the guys, so of course justin was in fantastic shape. he had to be. as i stared at the still-sleeping boy, my eyes made love to him, caressing each of his toned muscles. without taking my eyes off of him, i quickly pulled my tank top off over my head and wriggled out of my p.j. pants. i wanted to be as naked as he was. i longed to have him look at me the way i was looking at him, but his eyes were still closed tightly -- he was sound asleep. if those kinds of looks were to come from him, they would have to come later.

when i couldn't just sit and look at justin anymore, i slid my hands over him
to get to know him better: his shoulders, his chest, his belly, his thighs,
all very softly. one warm hand slid over his cock, very gently, because i
could not afford to have him wake up then. i had to have more of him.
"hmmm," i whispered to justin, "i wonder if i could fuck you and have you
sleep through the whole thing... should i try it?"

he, of course, didn't respond, so i grinned, and got to work. i began to
lick his cock just because justin, lying there sleeping, looked good enough
to eat. i tickled him and toyed with him... he was hard within seconds.
"the beauty of being a 19-year-old boy!" i thought, and stifled a giggle.
his hardening cock jumped as i stroked it with my tongue, but justin did not
wake up. i wondered what the hell he thought he was dreaming about. he must have thought he was dreaming...

i sucked his cock as he slept, gently at first as i was just tasting him, but
then i sucked harder as my need for him grew. soon i was craving him,
needing more, dying to make him cum, and i trying to suck him off, not caring whether or not he was gonna keep sleeping or if i woke anyone else up. i swear i heard him whisper my name, but that totally could've been my imagination, i was completely in tune with justin's body and not paying
attention to anything else. i was going to pause and check to see if he was
awake yet, but then justin's cock jumped in my mouth and he came for me with a sleepy grunt. he was delicious -- he tasted better than i'd ever dreamed he could. i swallowed all of his cum, licking him clean, then i snuggled up close to him again. was he awake yet? i whispered, "justin?" but he made no response. i couldn't believe it. it was my lucky day.

i kissed his lips gently, amazed at how soft they were. still justin did not
stir, so i kissed him a little harder, drawing his lower lip into my mouth
and teasing his teeth with my tongue. i longed to have him kiss me back, but he was still out cold. maybe he was just ignoring me? no, how could he? i was turning him on, though, his cock was already hard again. "wow," i whispered to justin, "what is going to happen when you wake up?"

i shook that thought aside, kissed justin's chin, and went back to work. if
he was going to sleep, i was going to play with him. i looked down at his
cock, already standing at attention again, begging to be fucked. i very
quickly gave into desire. i licked up the length of his hard shaft once,
then i touched my own dripping pussy and rubbed my sticky hands over justin's cock again, slicking him up for me. then i straddled his hips with my own, my pussy just inches above his cock, and got ready for the ride of my life.

i grabbed his cock gently in one hand and lowered myself onto him.
"oooooooh," i breathed. he fit perfectly! my velvety pussy squeezed around his cock, and i felt his hips shift beneath me as i rocked on top of him. i looked up, but justin's eyes were still closed and his breathing was still even. "enjoying your dream, justy?" i whispered. then i went back to
fucking him. without justin to help establish a rhythm, i was all on my own, but i was loving it. when my eyes weren't closed in sheer bliss, they were glued to justin's angelic face where a tiny smile had formed. he slept
peacefully on while i made love to him with every ounce of my being. i was beginning to wear myself out; i had already had two gut-wrenching orgasms, and he was still hard and still sleeping. he wasn't even breathing hard. i couldn't believe it.

after i had cum again, i climbed off of justin and touched myself again. i
then brought my sticky fingers to my lips and tasted my sweet juice before
tracing justin's lips with those same fingers. with my other hand, i stroked
his still-hard cock, which was also quite sticky with my love juice. and
then justin blinked his eyes open.

i can only imagine what must have gone through his head when he first saw me. there i was, the girl i was sure he hated, the one he was stuck sharing a bus with, naked and hot and griping his erection in one hand, while touching his lips with the love-juice-sticky fingers of her other hand. i quickly removed my hands from him and grinned somewhat sheepishly, still unsure of how he would react. at first i was afraid to meet his gaze, but when i gained the courage, i watched his eyes grow wide as he looked me over, then they grew hot as they traced my curves. when his beautiful blue eyes met mine again, his smile spread across his entire face. "i've just had the most wonderful dream..." he whispered.

"justin, i... i..." i stuttered, dropping my gaze again, "i can explain
everything... i think..."

"shhh." he reached up and put a finger to my lips. i kissed it. i couldn't
resist. he smiled and motioned for me to lie down with him, and i did. "i
don't want an explanation, jessica," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot all over my neck. "i want more of whatever you were doing to me in my dream."

he ran his fingers down my jawline and caught my chin, turning my face
towards his. he brushed his lips against mine, and, when i responded
favorably, as he no doubt knew i would, he slid his tongue into my mouth and kissed me passionately. i couldn't believe it. just minutes before that i'd been wishing for him to kiss me back, i'd been wishing he'd look at me with smoldering eyes, now he was doing both. it was unreal.

as our tongues dueled, justin eased me onto my back and positioned himself above me, ready to finish what i had started. he hadn't cum since i had sucked him off earlier, and he was all hot and ready. without breaking our kiss, he nudged my entrance with the tip of his cock, and i reached down to guide him into me. he slid in gently, filling me once more, but differently this time because he was on top. it felt amazing, and i tried to stifle my moans. i'm not sure how successful i was.

justin was totally riled up from my earlier toying with him, so his long
strokes into me quickly became urgent. "jessica," he half-moaned, "you feel fan-fucking-tastic, you're so hot and so wet and so goooooood... jessica... yes, jessica..."

his last moan of my name brought me over the edge again. as i came, i only had time to pant "justin" once, one short, sweet breath, before he came, too, long and hard, filling me with his sweet cream. he lay there on me, covering my body with his, and for a few stolen moments we panted together, coming down from our shared high. he slid out of me and curled himself around me. we lay there, trying to calm each other and hoping no one else on the bus had woken up yet. all we could hear were the sounds of our own breathing. i broke the silence a little later with a few soft moans as justin slid his warm hands over my breasts. that was another thing that had been missing from me making love to him in his sleep -- his wonderful hands on my body. i never imagined it could be this good.

i was still more or less in shock over the fact that i was in bed with justin
timberlake, but justin wasn't acting like anything was out of the ordinary,
so neither was i. his hands soon wandered down from my breasts past my tummy to the sweet spot between my legs, and, after dipping a few fingers into me, he brought them up to his lips and licked them clean. "we taste good together," he whispered, and i laughed. he took that opportunity to kiss his way down my neck, shoulders, breasts, and tummy, before licking my inner thighs, where it tasted mostly just of my juices. then he dove into my pussy tongue first, lapping up our mingled fluids. his tongue took a lazy tour of my innermost parts, making me coo a little at first, and then yelp in pleasure as he nibbled on my clit.

"shhhh," justin scolded, pausing. "you'll wake everyone up!"

"if they sleep as hard as you do, that would be impossible!"

he shook his head at me, but his blue eyes were sparkling. then he continued his assault on my clit, teasing me until i whimpered for him to finish. he laughed at his power over me; he seemed to be happy that he was getting even for what i had done to him in his sleep. i didn't mind, though, especially when he brought me to yet another fabulous orgasm.

exhausted, the two of us lay there together in justin's bunk, naked and
sticky with love-juice. it was still relatively early, especially for a
saturday, and no one else on the bus was stirring. i was thankful for that.
while justin didn't seem to mind sharing himself with me while the others
slept, i was afraid that when everyone woke up, this dream would end forever. i wasn't ready for that yet, and i snuggled a little closer to justin. i
closed my eyes, wishing this could last forever.

his hands were gently roaming over my body; he was still trying to make up for the time he'd lost while he was asleep. "what made you do it, jessica?" he asked me after awhile, his voice still tinged with sleep.

"well, i woke up early and was thinking about you, like always, and i got
myself all wet, so, well, i decided to do something about it." i blinked.
had i really just said that? yes i had. i was surprised at myself. since
when was i this brash and bold?

justin leaned up on his elbow and gave me a wry grin. "without asking me?" he quipped.

"yeah, see, that was the scary part. i didn't know what the hell would
happen if you woke up..."

he smiled. "see, jessica, that's where you shouldn't have been worried.
i've been fantasizing about you since you first stepped onto this bus."

my eyes went wide with shock. had my hearing been affected by justin's
proximity to me? was i cracking up? a stammered, incredulous, "what?" was all i could manage.

his eyes danced with mirth at my reaction, and he calmly repeated himself.
"yes, i've been fantasizing about this very moment since day one, jess. you
and me, in my bunk, naked and sticky and satisfied."

"you're kidding me. justin! you were always such an ass to me! i thought
you couldn't stand me!"

"me? an ass?" he laughed, though he knew it was true. "for real, though,
jessica, i never meant to hurt you, i just kept my distance because i didn't
want to fall for you -- but i couldn't help it in the end. as you touched me
this morning, i was honestly dreaming that it was you. before i opened my
eyes when i woke up, i could only pray that it really was you. you've been
in my dreams since that very first moment."

"so you pushed me away instead of finding out if i was interested? nice
tactic."

"hey, it worked, didn't it?"

i adjusted myself so that i could whispered directly into his ear. "you know
what, justin?"

"what?"

"you're a cocky bastard and an ass."

"thank you."

"and you're lucky i like 'em that way." with that, i covered his lips with
mine once more, desparate once again to taste him. as we kissed, he slid his hands back between my legs. i went directly to heaven.

justin was gently stroking my clit, and i was whimpering again, when we
heard, "hey guys, that's it. we're in rochester!" and felt the bus roll to a
stop.

justin looked at me with wanting eyes, and i smiled. "if we lie here
quietly, maybe everyone will think we're both still asleep!" i offered, and
justin laughed.

"i like being asleep with you around, jessica," he whispered, nibbling on my
earlobe and wrapping his arms even more tightly around me. i had never felt so good.

"so you want me to wake you up like that everyday?" i asked, mostly teasing.

he took me seriously. "every day, every night, every morning, after every
show... need i go on?" he kissed my cheek softly.

"i think i understand."

so that was how i hooked up with justin timberlake. it was the most
incredible summer ever, and now i'm just waiting for the boys to go on the
road again. there is nothing like traveling before your freshman year of
college...

THE END