crack_van | Too Many People Out Of Love (NC-17)

Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Justin/Lance In honor of Lambs Day!
Length: ~15,270
Author on LJ:

callmesandy
Author Website: Suitable for Framing
Why this must be read: A sweet, happy ending, rent!boy AU. There are not enough of those. This fic makes me so happy because even though it's a happy ending it still has some very wonderfully gritty moments and details. Lance is clueless and Justin a little bit broken and they are both very enjoyable characters. The rest of the guys are sweet in their very own ways. Chris with his over protective nature and Joey and his easy going personality and JC with his quirky insight. There are even a couple of other popworld cameos.

Lance is my favorite in this because Sandy manages to have him be both very Hollywood while still maintaining some of that Lance Bass naivety and charm. Sound familiar? Very Lance like. It makes me happy when someone writes him like that. Kudos to Sandy.

All in all it's a sweet, easy read. Almost a modern day fairytale, if being a whore is anything like being a princess that is. *happy sigh* Go, read, enjoy the rags to riches tale.

When Lance got home to his spiffy new condo he pulled out the card as he hung up his blazer. On the back was written "JT" and a number. Lance put the card in his wallet. Genuine Hollywood rentboys slipping him cards, this was the life.

Three weeks later he was back in LA and he pulled out the card. Chris and Joey got hookers, sometimes, and, really, he didn't know anyone and he could afford it. Lance could afford it and the guy had been hot. JT. Lance pulled out the card and dialed the number. Two rings and then that nice sexy voice with the faint twang saying, "JT. Whattaya want?"

Lance had a moment of panic and thought, what if the guy wasn't a hooker? What if he was just easy or something? So Lance said, "I met you three weeks ago, at that party. And uh, you said to call."

JT said, "Oh, oh. Right. Bathroom?"

Lance said, "Yeah. And I wondered, uh, tonight? Could I see you tonight?"

JT said, "Yeah. Sure." Lance gave him the address and wondered again if he was getting a date or an appointment. Then JT said, "Let's go over the rates now, okay?" Which was a complete relief. Lance could pay, was happy to pay. Hollywood, hooray for Hollywood and hot rentboys and this was the fucking life.

The doorman buzzed and then JT was walking in. Still hot and pretty, blue eyes, and long legs and man, LA had everything. Lance smiled and said, "Uh. Yeah. Let's uh, yeah." He couldn't help laughing.

JT said, "Let's get to it? Sure. But, uh, first, what's your name?"

"Right," Lance said. "Lance. I'm Lance." He held out his hand and felt ridiculous.

JT shook his hand and grinned. "Call me Justin." And then they got to it. Lance was probably a little boring, but he just wanted vanilla. Head and getting fucked, that's all he asked for.

Too Many People Out Of Love