May
The Best Man Win
By: Lara
Prologue
Once upon a time, there was a boyband. The boyband
had five members. Two were straight, two were gay, and one was walking that
thin line in between.
One
of the gay men was a pretty brunette. He was tall and thin, and when he danced,
it was like he didn't have a spine. Music flowed through his body like blood,
and he was happiest when creating something. He had an infectious giggle, and
his blue eyes hid depths of emotion that no one knew about.
The
other gay man was a pale blond, with light green eyes that seemed otherworldly.
He enjoyed music, but his passion was business. Business and space…though
neither of them seemed to be treating him very well. He was quiet and polite,
though beneath the pale skin and pretty eyes was a will of steel.
The man walking that thin line of
bisexuality was the superstar. He was their front man, yet he had branched out
on his own remarkably well. Because of his popularity and fame, he could not
“come out” about his sexuality the way the others had. The blond and the
brunette had not made it public, but their mannerisms and clothing almost made
it obvious. The lead man couldn't do that. He was the youngest, he was the one
everyone knew, and he was the one who had to hide it.
The
brunette and the baby never thought much about the blond. Their conquests were
always outside the group. They were all brothers…until the blond started his
training. Then suddenly the pale skin took on a healthy blush of pink, and
muscles started popping out where no muscle had been before. And suddenly they
noticed. And they thought. And they both saw something they wanted. The only
problem was getting HIM to want THEM.
