SUMMARY: NSYNC, Chris/JC.  Chris is a nipple man.  He just also
happens to be a JC man.


Nipple Man, by Mercutio (mercutio@europa.com)


Chris was a nipple man.  Not so much his as other people's.  Which
was fine when it came to girls, but then he slept with JC, and,
well...

"Chris," JC said patiently.  "That doesn't do anything for me."

He paused in his rubbing of JC's nipples and scowled.  "Hey, trying
to be sexy here.  Give me a break."

"There's lots of me to be sexy with," JC said, giving an
illustrative wriggle, and hello, holy erection, Batman!  "just not
those."

Chris pouted.  "But I like these."

He would have kept pouting, but JC slid down his body, and did
something *really* interesting with his mouth, and Chris pretty
much forgot about thinking for a while, in favor of feeling and
trying to praise JC's name in every language he could remember. 
Which wasn't very many at the moment, given how his brain was
short-circuiting, but still.  He didn't want JC to feel like he
wasn't appreciated or he might stop.

So it was only in the afterglow when they were both pleasantly
sated and he was lying limp against JC's chest, staring at those
two tantalizing buds of flesh that he remembered.  And got a little
turned on again.

"You know," he said, licking the skin, "if you got your nipples
pierced, it probably *would* do something for you.  This would, I
mean."

"Chris," JC said, and there was a hand on his dick, and oh, yeah,
he wasn't really up to doing anything about it yet, but that didn't
mean he was *objecting* to it, and he nibbled on JC's skin to
indicate his enjoyment of the activity, "do you like me?  Like
having sex with me?"

"Yeah," Chris said, because *that* was an incredibly dumb question. 
He'd gone gay for JC.  Any sane man would.

The hand let go, and JC said sweetly, "If you want to continue
having sex with me, you will never ever mention needles or piercing
to me again.  Do you understand?"

Chris whimpered.  His dick felt lonely already.  "Uh huh."

"Good."  And then there was that hand again, and Chris whimpered,
more happily this time, and thought maybe he could just get his own
nipples pierced.  It would be easier.  Because he was a nipple man. 
He just happened to be a JC man, too.

-the end-