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looking at the stars, by no pseud attached (R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: AJ/JC
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nopseud
Author Website: http://www.nsa.slashcity.org/nsa/index.html
Why this must be read:
I seem to make a habit of reccingnopseud's stories, but I enjoy them so much that it's the obvious thing to do.
This is a very interesting Letterboys story set last autumn during the period when the Boys, and (separately) AJ, were doing concerts in the UK. JC, of course, had produced for BSB and co-written a song with AJ, so naturally, he drops by to say hello since he's in the same country.
AJ is very tense at the prospect of his solo concerts (and with the after-effects of sleeping badly), so JC offers him a massage. And one thing leads to another, as things are wont to do.
Except that it turns out JC has no previous experience in this particular line of action. So there's a bit of freaking... Lots of charming characterisation, and the freaking is entirely reasonable and adult, which I approve of. And the fascination the rest of the Boys have for what is going on is very funny indeed.
AJ half closed his eyes, and just let the sensations wash him along. And suddenly he realised that was what it was like—that was why the feeling of JC fixing his neck had been so familiar—because the tension built up in his back and thighs and when he came the jolt stung through his nerves, leaving his gasping.
"Dude."
JC's voice nudged AJ out of his blissful haze. JC was lying on his back, too, staring up at the ceiling, his eyes wide like he was the one who'd just come.
"Dude," JC said again, and his voice sounded scratchy, almost like Nick with his strep throat. "Yeah. Okay, wow."
AJ rolled onto his side. "JC? You okay, man?"
"That was kind of wild." JC coughed, and his voice smoothed out. "You know, when I was young and stupid, I always figured I was never gonna get to do anything seriously new after I turned thirty."
looking at the stars
Pairing: AJ/JC
Author on LJ:
nopseudAuthor Website: http://www.nsa.slashcity.org/nsa/index.html
Why this must be read:
I seem to make a habit of reccing
nopseud's stories, but I enjoy them so much that it's the obvious thing to do.This is a very interesting Letterboys story set last autumn during the period when the Boys, and (separately) AJ, were doing concerts in the UK. JC, of course, had produced for BSB and co-written a song with AJ, so naturally, he drops by to say hello since he's in the same country.
AJ is very tense at the prospect of his solo concerts (and with the after-effects of sleeping badly), so JC offers him a massage. And one thing leads to another, as things are wont to do.
Except that it turns out JC has no previous experience in this particular line of action. So there's a bit of freaking... Lots of charming characterisation, and the freaking is entirely reasonable and adult, which I approve of. And the fascination the rest of the Boys have for what is going on is very funny indeed.
AJ half closed his eyes, and just let the sensations wash him along. And suddenly he realised that was what it was like—that was why the feeling of JC fixing his neck had been so familiar—because the tension built up in his back and thighs and when he came the jolt stung through his nerves, leaving his gasping.
"Dude."
JC's voice nudged AJ out of his blissful haze. JC was lying on his back, too, staring up at the ceiling, his eyes wide like he was the one who'd just come.
"Dude," JC said again, and his voice sounded scratchy, almost like Nick with his strep throat. "Yeah. Okay, wow."
AJ rolled onto his side. "JC? You okay, man?"
"That was kind of wild." JC coughed, and his voice smoothed out. "You know, when I was young and stupid, I always figured I was never gonna get to do anything seriously new after I turned thirty."
looking at the stars