SS1

"This sucks sooo much," Chris whined leaning back on the couch.

"Ok, it's not that bad," Lance replied sitting down across the room on another couch.

"Oh no, of course not. I just love the idea that I have to spend the month before Christmas, OUR FREAKING BREAK, staying in Johnny's guesthouse because he thinks we need to 'bond.' I mean please what is that, we've been together for like six years, we know each other too well," Chris complained.

"Shut up, it could be worse," JC said settling on the floor as Justin and Joey came in the room. The two curled up in a chair practically on top of one another.

"Oh, it just got worse," Chris cried out as he sunk deeper into the couch. Justin and Joey leaned closer together and shared a small kiss, oblivious to everything around them.

"Get a room!" Lance exclaimed a little louder than what he meant to come out. JC grinned as he looked over at his friend.

"What?" Justin asked looking away from Joey to the other three.

"Just 'cuz you're away from Britney for a like a month and don't have to deal with that whole 'thing' doesn't mean you have to flaunt it in front of us all. We didn't get someone to bring with us," Chris continued to whine.

"Um, even if you were able to bring someone, you don't have anyone to bring. None of ya do, so don't be jealous of us," Joey finally spoke up.

"And if you don't want to look at us, we'll just go claim our room," Justin added as they stood up and began to leave the living room.

"Nu uh, you don't get first pick," JC exclaimed as he and the others ran after the first two. Once upstairs they found that Justin and Joey had already claimed their room.

In the master suite of the guesthouse, Joey and Justin lay spread on the bed quickly ripping at each other's clothes.

"Ew, my eyes, my eyes," Chris screamed as he turned away from the room and ran down the hall. JC squinted his eyes shut as he reached in front of Lance and slammed the door shut.

"Thanks," Lance mumbled quietly as they moved down the hall together to find that Chris had claimed the game room as his own and was already spread out on the couch fiddling with the play station 2 controller.

"This is mine, looks like you two are in the Jungle Room," Chris laughed loudly before stopping immediately to go back to his game.

"Oh god, why the Jungle Room?" Lance mumbled quietly.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad," JC said as they moved further down the hall to the end bedroom and opened the door. They stepped inside and observed the atmosphere. A leopard print blanket was spread across the bed and a fish tank was above it with exotic fish floating back and forth. There were plants all over the room and Johnny had hung fake vines from the ceiling.

"It's that bad," Lance mumbled, "We get Johnny's fantasy room, why is that?"

"'Cuz everyone likes us the best. I would've said the horny two would've claimed it but I guess I'm wrong," JC said sitting down on the bed.

"Yeah, I would've too," he nodded quietly in agreement.

"Umm, hey Lance, I have to tell you something," JC said in an almost whisper.

"What is it, C?" Lance replied sitting down next to him.

"I didn't think this would be like THIS hard, but it really is," he said looking down to his lap where he was playing with his fingers.

"If it's that hard you don't have to tell me, whatever it is, I mean it can't be that big of a deal," Lance laughed light hearted as he slung his arm over JC's shoulders.

"Oh it is, it's pretty life altering. No one else knows this but me," he whispered even quieter than before. Lance had to lean in to hear him.

"Josh, what is it?" he asked getting nervous, "Are you sick or something? What is it?" he added his voice getting panicked.

"Um, well yeah, I'm gay," he stuttered closing his eyes. It was good that he had because had his eyes been open he would've seen Lance's reaction.

The green grew about three sizes in shock. "Wow," he mumbled almost silently.

JC would have to wait to see what else Lance thought because at that very moment Chris bounded into the room.

"Come on, boys, I have an idea," he announced before running from the room.

About ten minutes later or so everyone was gathered back in the living room of the guesthouse. Justin and Joey sat cuddled up in the corner chair away from everyone else. JC sat on one end of the couch and Lance sat on the other. Chris came into the room and sat on the floor in between them all. He had a pile of papers in one hand and a hat in the other.

"Ok, boys, ya'll are boring and if this is going to be any fun at all, I'm going to have to take charge. We're doing Secret Santa's," Chris grinned deviously.

"Secret Santa's, isn't that kinda immature?" Justin asked looking away from Joey for the moment.

"Nope, not when it's five grown men. All of which have A LOT of money," Chris smiled raising his eyebrows hoping to get a grin out of someone. JC sat on the couch frowning. Lance looked over at JC confused before going back down to his hands. Justin and Joey both looked at JC with concern and Chris gave up hope.

"So what are the conditions?" JC asked trying to break the uncomfortable silence and the awkward glances everyone was throwing at him.

"Three small gifts and then the final gift. The three small gifts are ya know, average or whatever but the final gift, it can be ANYTHING. No price limit, no size limit, nothing," he said looking around the room. He got a few smiles back and stood up. "OK everyone pick a name," he said throwing the slips in the hat.

Lance picked. JC picked. Justin picked. Joey picked. Chris took the last slip and put it in his pocket with a grin.

"This is gonna be fun," he exclaimed running from the room. Lance got up and walked quietly back upstairs to the Jungle Room. Justin followed wondering what was wrong and desperate to hear a little gossip.

JC looked down at his sheet and frowned in disappointment. He had wanted Lance. He had REALLY wanted Lance. He had gotten Chris.

JC looked over at Joey who still sat in the chair with a goofy grin on his face. Joey had gotten Lance. JC knew it, he just knew it.

"Hey Joe, I'll tell you a secret if you switch me people," JC said as he stood and walked towards Joey's chair.

"What kinda secret?" Joey asked leaning forward.

"It's a big one, but you have to switch me people first," JC replied holding out his slip face down so he couldn't see it.

"Ok, only 'cuz I know I could sit on ya and kill ya if you don't tell me something," Joey chuckled. They switched papers and JC leaned down closely to Joey.

"I like men," JC said lightly, "I like Lance." Joey sat back in shock as JC walked from the room. Once alone in the hall JC looked down at his new sheet of paper.

"Ah, yes, Lance," he grinned.