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Leave Him Alone!	By : twocanz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > New Kids On The Block Views: 1826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the New Kids on the Block. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Can’t you just stay tonight?” Jordan asked Donnie’s sweaty back sitting over the side of the bed in the dark room. “Just one night, damn.” He continued as he laid there naked and sweaty himself from the intense sex the 2 just had.

Little rays of light from the street lamps outside found it’s way into the dark hotel room, through its heavy curtains. It made the sweat glisten on Donnie’s back and Jordan’s naked, exhausted body lying behind him. “J, man, next time aiight. I gotta make a phone call.” He turned his body slightly so Jordan could see the side of his face as he spoke.

“At 2am D?” Jordan asked as if he knew the answer. He turned his tired naked body away from Donnie, facing the windows, watching the streetlights invade their privacy.

Donnie threw his shirt on and it clung to him from the sweat. He got up in Jordan’s dark hotel room, turned around and leaned over the bed at Jordan. “Later D.” he heard Jordan say before he could speak.

“Don’t give me shit on this again J!” Donnie ordered. He stared down at Jordan’s moisten back this time. He lay in silence, and Donnie left the room.
A week later, Jordan laid fast asleep, until he felt a breeze on his wet back and forehead. He opened his eyes slowly, as Donnie shook him. “J, man, wake up.” He heard Donnie say.

“What Donnie? Damn man, I’m tired. I ain’t doing it again.” Jordan slowly closed his eyes on Donnie.

“Naw J man, wake up. I ain’t askin’ for that shit. GET UP!” Donnie said as he shook him one last time and sat on the bed across the way.

Jordan opened his eyes and lifted himself to see the clock say a little after 3am. He then turned to Donnie, who sat watching him across the way in his underwear. Jordan turned his naked body over and sat up. He rubbed his face and his wet, messy hair. “Why do I NEED to get up at FUCKIN’ 3 in the morning D?” Jordan asked annoyed and exhausted.

“You need to go back to your room.” Donnie said in the same manner.

“Why can’t I just stay?"

“Cuz man…” Donnie said turning away from Jordan’s glare.

“Cuz WHAT D? It’s the same thing every time we fuck and then, you gotta go, or I gotta go. What’s the big fuckin’ deal man? We all use to share rooms before. Ain’t nobody gonna know what we do. Shit every time…” Jordan explained angrily.

“J man, DAMN! Why the fuck you gotta give me shit about it every fuckin’ time we do this? Anyway, you know Jon’s gonna be checkin’ in on your ass in the morning. You need to be in there so he don’t come here looking for your ass! I’m tired of this shit Jordan! Makes me not even wanna…” Donnie stopped himself.

“Not even wanna what D? Say that shit man. What? Not even wanna fuck me anymore? Yeah right mutha fucka’! Every time you have a fuckin’ bad day, you come banging on my door at 1am, 2am, trying to crawl in my bed and in my ass!!!”

“Don’t fuckin’ front Jordan like your punk ass don’t come crying to me when you have a shitty ass day and trying to suck my dick! Fuck you man, don’t even try to fuckin’ front!” Donnie yelled.

“I ain’t frontin’ D, I know that’s why we come to each other with that shit! It’s you who’s frontin’ if you say you don’t wanna fuck with me anymore. We know each other better than anyone else on this fuckin’ tour, so whatcha’ gonna do the next time your stressed as hell and pissed?” Jordan asked angrily, but not wanting to hear an answer.

“Don’t worry about it!” Donnie said partially under his breath.

Jordan watched Donnie not look his way at all. The anger left Jordan’s face as a knot began to rise in his throat. He quickly threw on his clothes that laid scattered across the room from the fit of passion they’d shared earlier, and ran out the room quickly.

Donnie laid back on the bed he’d been sitting on during the argument, and fell fast asleep.

Joe stood in the dressing area backstage, going through his clothes for that nights show. Donnie came into the room silently. He walked up behind Joe slowly. He stopped right behind him, looking him up and down. Quickly, he put his arms around his waist, pressing his entire body up against Joseph, while he yelled “AHH!” and laughing.

“SHIT!!!” Joseph yelled, pulling some of the clothes to the floor. “FUCK DONNIE! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME MAN! YOU FUCKIN’ CRAZY MAN?!?” Joseph continued to yell after he turned around, grabbing his chest and breathing heavily.

Donnie laughed and laughed, never letting go of Joseph’s hips. Donnie watched Joseph breathing as he tried to pull away from Donnie’s grasp. “Stop all that heavy breathing Joe man, you’re turning me on.” Donnie said with a big smile.

“Man get the fuck off me!” Joseph instructed moving Donnie’s hands. He turned around and bent over to pick up the fallen clothes.

“Nice ass you got there little man.” Donnie said with a smile. He laid his hand on what he watched.

“Donnie man, chill the fuck out!” Joseph yelled standing up and hitting Donnie’s hand away as he turned around. “What’s your problem man? Damn!”

“Aw Joe man, I’m sorry.” Donnie said with apologetic eyes, but a smirk on his lips. “How bout a hug man?” he asked with open arms.

“Man, fuck you.” Joseph replied, putting the hangers through his clothes.

“Aw come on man.” Donnie said as he wrapped his arms around Joseph. “Ooo…you feel so good little man…your turning me on…” Donnie laughed as he spoke into Joseph’s neck. He squeezed him harder as Joseph tried to break away from him.

“Donnie, man get the FUCK off me!” Joseph yelled finally breaking free. “Stop playing!” He looked at Donnie’s smiling face, with a stern, upset look. He watch Donnie’s smile quickly disappear, and he’d assumed that he finally got his point across.

“Who’s playin’?” Donnie asked with a calm tone and expression.

Joseph’s stern looks faded to curiosity as he watches Donnie stare deeply at him. “Your trippin’ man.” Joseph said pushing pass Donnie and walking out the room.

Joseph nearly crashed into Jordan as he went out the doors. “Joe man damn, watch out!” Jordan laughed.

“Yeah, whatever man, sorry.” Joseph said hastily as he hurried by.

“You aiight man?” Jordan asked after turning around to watch Joseph, but he never heard an answer. Jordan continued to walk into the dressing room area. He found Donnie standing around, looking upset. “What’s wrong with Joe?” he asked.

Donnie grinned as he looked down at the floor. “Don’t worry about it man. He’ll be just fine.” Donnie smirked.
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