For gjstruthseeker: "Joey/Lance, first time anything, early into the group's history in either Orlando or Europe."

It wasn't the first time that Lance kissed a boy, but it was the first time that the boy he kissed didn't pull back immediately and drag the back of his hands across his lips, face screwing up in disgust, turning to spit against the ground and angrily demand what Lance was thinking.

It wasn't the first time that Joey kissed a boy either, but it was the first time that it was more than a quick brush of lips against cheek, air-kisses that made contact due to timing slightly off, on the euphoria of an audience shouting approval on opening night.

It was the first time that Joey ducked his head and glanced up to see if the other would pull away. It was the first time that Lance rested his palm against a cheek that was rough with stubble, his lips soft and tentative as he explored another's mouth. It was the first time that they pulled back and said it wasn't a good idea, think of the group, what if it got weird, what if they didn't manage to make it work, what would it do to the others.

It was the first time that they decided that they didn't care.

It was also the first time that Justin walked in on them, yelped, threw his hand across his eyes and loudly demanded that they get a room, and hastened to depart again. It wouldn't, of course, be the last, but it was the first time that they rested their foreheads against each other and laughed until they felt like they couldn't breathe anymore.

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