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Lance yawned sleepily and stretched his legs in bed, allowing himself a few more minutes of blissful unconsciousness before he opened his eyes. Staring up at the ceiling, it took him a few minutes to realize that it was awfully bright in the room.

'Oh man what time is it?' he thought. 'If I show up late again JC will kill me.'

Sighing softly, he rolled over to look at his digital alarm clock, but found that he couldn't get far before something stopped him. Looking down at the bed, he smiled softly at Justin.

The younger man was shirtless, his broad shoulders jutted upwards and his hands stuck underneath the pillow to prop his head up. His face was lying on its side, facing Lance, and Lance grinned at the sound of soft snores tumbling from his slightly parted pink lips. He couldn't resist running a single finger over his newly shaven head, down the long column of his neck and tracing the lines of muscle on his back. Starting to get a weightless feeling deep down in his gut, Lance smiled at looked at the clock.

'10:00, not too bad,' he thought. 'We have an hour and a half to get ready. Piece of cake.'

Not wanting to disturb Justin's beauty sleep, Lance placed a soft kiss on his ear and turned to get out of bed on the other side. Once again, his body was stopped from rolling any further. Looking down, Lance grinned and shook his head.

'Seems I'm quite the forgetful one this morning.'

Running a careful hand through Chris's short spikes so as to not wake him up, Lance laid back down in bed, his body turned to face Chris. Like Justin, Chris's lips were also slightly parted, but instead of snoring, the slightest bit of drool had formed at the corner of his cheek. Lance grinned and slowly closed his mouth with the tip of his finger. Chris looked adorable even when he slept.

Placing a hand on Chris's shoulder for support, Lance leaned over and gave him a light peck on the tip of his nose. He grinned and carefully sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard of the hotel bed and sighing.

'Good thing I asked for a Queen-sized bed,' he mused. 'A twin would have never lasted.'

He grinned, even as he felt himself blushing as the events of last night replayed in his mind like a video tape he would never tire of watching. Sweaty limbs tangled together, feather light touches in ticklish places, moans and gasps of unadulterated pleasure, and whispers of love and devotion. Just the thought of it all sent a shiver down Lance's spine. Of course, now that he thought about it, all of that had happened to *him* last night. Justin and Chris had pretty much avoided each other in bed, not really ignoring the other man so much as focusing solely on pleasing Lance.

'I hope they haven't started to get freaked out by this whole thing again,' he thought as he chewed on his bottom lip. 'This whole "sharing" business hasn't been easy for them, but I thought they were okay.' He sighed and slowly pealed the covers form his body. Using the headboard to push himself slowly off the bed, Lance crawled out from between Justin and Chris and got off the bed. He watched them sleep silently for a few minutes before grabbing his boxers off the floor and heading for the bathroom.

Lance twisted the water faucets in the shower to as hot as he could stand it, and shut the curtain to let it run for a few minutes while he brushed his teeth. He loved when they rented suites because the showers were *huge*. Plenty of space for, um, things.

Lance grinned at himself in the mirror and spit his toothpaste into the sink. Rinsing out his mouth and turning the sink faucets off, he opened the shower curtain and stepped under the scalding spray. He gasped at the first touch of hot water on his skin, but as his body began to regulate the temperature, it became soothing. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander to the two men still sound asleep in his bed.

~*~

**FLASHBACK**

"Um, Lance, can I talk to you for a second?"

Lance was working on a few papers for Freelance he had been procrastinating on for weeks when Chris's voice interrupted him. He sighed, knowing that if his brand new company was going to go anywhere he had to get this paperwork done. Still, he smiled and set his work aside because it was Chris after all, and perhaps he needed a little distraction.

"Sure Chris, what's up?"

Chris sat down on the couch beside him, and Lance lifted up his legs, resting them in Chris's lap. The older man's hands began kneading at his calves, and Lance sighed happily. As he was starting to drift off, he heard Chris chuckle as he shook him awake.

"Don't fall asleep on me yet baby," he grinned.

Lance blushed at the nickname, but smiled because he loved it when Chris called him pet names. They had been dancing around each other for months, and things were just starting to get heated. Giving Chris his full attention, Lance saw a flicker of nervousness in his chocolate brown eyes before he grinned.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me tonight," said Chris. "It's been a while since we've had some alone time, what with the tour and all."

Lance beamed at him, nodding gently. "Of course Chris. I'd love to."

Chris grinned and winked at him, before standing up. "See ya tonight then. I'll be looking forward to it."

Lance nodded and watched him walk away. Grinning stupidly to himself, he returned to his work. Not five minutes later, when he rolled his neck to get a kink out of it, he felt strong hands slide up his shoulders and start massaging the base of his neck. At first he thought it was Chris coming back for more, but as the massaging continued, Lance sighed and moaned softly. He'd know those hands anywhere. He grabbed a large hand and pulled Justin around in front of him.

"Hey," grinned Justin, squeezing the hand he was holding.

Lance chuckled and squeezed back. "Hi," he said. "What brings you to my end of the hallway at 11:30 a.m.?" Lance and Justin's rooms were on opposite ends of the hall, but so far that hadn't stopped them a bit from seeing each other.

"I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch?" asked Justin. "I saw Chris in the hallway and he said you two had dinner plans, so I was thinking maybe we could grab a bite to eat in say, an hour?"

Lance grinned, knowing he would never get any work done, but not really caring anymore. "Sure J. I'd love too."

"Great," grinned Justin. "I'm gonna take a quick shower and then we'll go, okay?"

"Okay."

Justin winked at him and left, and Lance sighed as the door closed, the butterflies in his stomach doing flip flops in anticipation of *both* of his dates.

**END FLASHBACK**

Lance sighed happily in the shower as he squirted a blob of shampoo into his palm and began massaging it into his hair. He remembered that night and his two dates clear as a bell, having received the most surprising news of his life that night... *twice*.

**FLASHBACK**

Lance watched as Justin continuously tapped his fork on the table of the small, outdoor restaurant they were eating at. They were wearing their usual baseball caps and sunglasses, and so far things had been going well. They had laughed, talked and shared quite a few "intimate" moments with each other throughout the day, but suddenly it had grown quiet. Just as Lance couldn't take the silence anymore, Justin spoke up.

"I have something to tell you Lance, and I'm not exactly sure how to say it or how you'll react. Hopefully, both will turn out okay."

Lance nodded quietly, knowing that he needed to let Justin say whatever he needed to say before he lost his nerve. Justin looked around them and removed his glasses. After a minute, he reached over and removed Lance's. They stared at each for a while, the only sound audible to either man being the beating of their hearts. Justin smiled, his blue eyes bright and nervous, and whispered something Lance will never forget.

"I love you."

**FLASH TO LATER THAT NIGHT**

Lance was still in shock over what Justin had told him earlier that day, and at first he had trouble concentrating on Chris and their date without Justin popping into his head. After a while though, as usual, Chris's witty jokes and bright smile made him forget everything but the two of them. An hour and a half into their meal and Lance was laughing so hard he thought his sides would split. Chris just sat back and watched him laugh, loving when Lance felt so at ease with him that he could just let go of all of his inhibitions. Hopefully, after he said what he had come to say, things would remain that way.

"Lance." He grinned as Lance wiped a tear from his eye and looked up at him, his face flushed. "I need to tell you something."

Lance nodded, giving Chris his full attention. Chris reached across the table and grabbed his hand, giving it a light squeeze. Being the kind of guy who usually went for what he wanted no matter what, he didn't waste anytime saying what he had to say. And, for the second time that night, Lance heard three little words that he would always remember.

"I love you."

**END FLASHBACK**

~*~

Justin's eyes fluttered open slowly, and he yawned loudly as he stretched in bed. Wiggling around and trying to snuggle back into the warmth of the bed, he flung an arm out beside him, hitting something instead of the mattress.

"Oof!"

Justin opened his eyes, grinning as Chris rubbed his stomach and opened his sleepy eyes to glare at him.

"Watch those damn long arms and legs of yours Timberflake," he growled. "You're like a damn monkey."

Justin grinned and pretended to pout, batting his eyelashes at Chris. Slowly, underneath the covers, he inched his foot up Chris's bare leg, stopping at his hip to rub slightly. He watched Chris's eyes flutter shut and small sigh escape his lips.

"I think you like my long arms and legs," Justin said lowly. "In fact, I think you *love* them. Isn't that right?" He stopped just north of where Chris was hoping he would go, right on his lower abdomen, and pouted. "Say you love them Chris. I feel like a freak now."

Chris's opened his eyes. "You are a freak," he said, and grinned, tackling Justin and pinning him to the bed. He licked his lips and leaned down into Justin's face. "But that's what I love about you."

Justin smiled as their lips met, sighing into Chris's warm mouth. They pressed every inch of their naked bodies together, but put all of their energy into the kiss. Pulling back, Justin grinned happily up at Chris.

"Do you think he enjoyed out little 'make Lance orgasm' night?" he giggled. "I know I had fun."

Chris chuckled. "That goes double for me. But it was Lance night, not Justin and Chris night." He sighed happily. "Although it felt like that too." Looking around the room, he licked his lips. "Speaking of Mr. Sexy, where is Lance?"

Justin perked his ears up and grinned. "Sounds like our boy is taking a shower. A nice, hot one."

Chris nodded seriously. "Maybe we should, you know, go help him. He might be a little tired from last night."

Justin nodded, keeping a straight face. "Absolutely. He could fall. Why kind of lovers would we be if we let the man we love hurt himself?"

Chris sighed dramatically. "Damn bad ones," he said. Breaking the serious tone with a grin, he leapt out of bed, extending an arm out to Justin. "Lets go!"

~*~

Lance sighed and rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, his thoughts still pinned on Chris and Justin. After they both admitted they had fallen in love with him, he nodded but didn't say anything until later, for fear of hurting one of them. That night, when he and Chris returned to the hotel, he dragged them both into Justin's room and told them what had happened.

"And the truth is," he said quietly, "I love you both."

That one sentence had set off a stream of emotions, ranging from rage to sadness to depression to jealousy, all within a few hours. Lance, unable to watch the two people he cared the most about tear each other down, ran out in near tears. He found out later by JC that after he had left, Justin and Chris had calmed down and talked about everything. They talked about them, about Lance, their feelings for him, as well as their special feelings for each other, all throughout the night and well into the morning.

Things had been very tense between the three of them for quite a while after that, but starting the next morning when Lance returned from staying the night with Joey, he could tell they were making an effort. Several months of tears, long talks, screaming, and understanding had all led up to last night. Lance smiled, because he didn't think he'd trade it for anything.

As he turned around to look for the soap, he shivered as he felt a draft in the shower. He heard the shower curtain moving just as a hand began crawling up his back. He smiled and leaned back into a pair of strong arms. He felt moist lips making their way down his neck, and he giggled when teeth bit down lightly on his collarbone. Turning around to face Justin, he saw a bottle of conditioner in his hands.

"May I?" he asked, and Lance nodded.

As Justin was lathering up his hair and massaging his scalp softly, Lance felt another wave of cold air hit the backs of his legs. He shivered, but a new pair of warm hands on his hips calmed his shudders.

"Done," Justin said. Together with Chris, they both led Lance under the spray of the water to rinse his hair. There was plenty of room for two people in the shower, but even though it was big, three was a bit of a snug fit. Still, they managed.

"Turn around," Chris whispered into Lance's ear, and he complied.

Rubbing the bar of soap onto a washcloth, Chris kissed all over Lance's face as he washed his body with slow, stroking circles. He handed the cloth to Justin to do his back, and let his tongue dive into Lance's mouth while he waited. When Justin was done, he turned Lance's head to kiss him while Chris finished washing him. He had to crouch down to get Lance's legs, and Lance spread his feet apart to allow Chris better access to the area. He gasped into Justin's mouth when Chris's hand touched sensitive areas, sometimes by accident and sometimes not. He thrust up instinctively, but Chris pulled his hand back, pulling Lance under the water to rinse the soap off of him.

"Not now baby," he whispered. "Later."

Justin moved forward, making a Lance sandwich with Chris and Justin on either sides of him.

"That's a promise," he said, kissing Chris and then Lance as the cooling water beat down on the three of them.

And suddenly, no man had a problem with sharing anymore.

THE END

written by Robin