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This story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of a sexual nature between consenting adult males and if this offends you, or if you are underage, or prohibited by law from viewing such material, leave now.
Nothing in this story should be taken to imply that any members of the band Blue are gay or that the events portrayed are in any way real or based on knowledge of actual events or people. It is a work of pure fiction. I have no personal knowledge about their private lives.
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BLUE LOVE
Lee Ryan was still buzzing, as he opened the door to his hotel room and stepped inside. Blue were in the middle of a UK tour and tonight had been an exceptionally well-performed gig. The audience had been particularly responsive, and Lee still clearly remembered a banner held up by three girls near the front of the crowd which read "Shag me Lee". It made him smile every time he thought of the fact that thousands of girls around the world wanted to have sex with him. He had taken up more than a few offers over the last couple of years too.
Lee undressed and went for a quick shower, as he was due to meet the rest of the boys for a drink at the open-air bar on the roof of this exquisite hotel. He dried off and then came back out into the room and threw the towel on the bed. He stood in front of a full length mirror, and surveyed his naked reflection.
"No wonder all these girls fancy me," he thought to himself, as he admired his perfect physique -- a firm, six-pack stomach and smooth, well-defined chest. His eyes moved down his reflection and came to rest on his dick, uncut and about four inches in its relaxed state, and surrounded at its base by a thick bush of blonde pubes. His balls hung loosely down behind it, large and full tonight -- Lee hadn't seen any action for at least a couple of weeks now. As Lee idly stroked his balls and continued to admire his package in the mirror, he felt himself getting hard, and soon his cock had grown to an impressive eight inches, pointing almost vertically upwards, the foreskin stretched back to reveal his purple helmet.
"Sexy motherfucker," he chuckled to himself, as he put his hands on his hips and marvelled at his boner. He started to thrust his hips back and forth, pouting lustfully and imagining having sex...
"Enjoying yourself?" came Duncan's voice from the doorway.
Lee jumped at the sudden sound of his bandmate's voice, clearly startled. He had absent-mindedly left the door open earlier.
"What the fuck are you doing? You scared the shit out of me!" shouted Lee, red with embarrassment.
Duncan just stood there grinning, and checking out Lee's impressive hard-on. Realising for the first time he was stood naked and aroused in front of his bandmate, Lee quickly seized the towel from his bed and wrapped it around himself in an overly belated attempt to protect his modesty. There was nothing he could do about the obvious bulge though.
"Don't cover yourself on my account, mate," grinned Duncan.
"I'll be up in five minutes," said Lee, quickly changing the subject, and remembering they were due to meet upstairs at the bar.
"Looks like you already are," Duncan said, looking at Lee's poorly concealed bulge and still grinning widely. "All rise, indeed!"
"Yeah, ha ha!" said Lee sarcastically. "Now fuck off and let me get changed."
"Wait till I tell the others about this," said Duncan.
"You wouldn't, would ya?" Lee asked, looking a little worried. It wouldn't be the end of the world if the rest of his bandmates found out he was posing with a hard-on in front of the mirror, but he would definitely be the butt of more than a few jokes and wouldn't live it down easily.
"I dunno yet," smiled Duncan, and he closed the door and walked towards a baffled looking Lee, stopping only when he was stood right in front of him.
He looked up and down Lee's naked torso; he'd seen it hundreds of times before, and had always thought that Lee easily had the best body out of the four of them. But tonight was the first time Duncan had ever seen Lee's dick, let alone his erection, and it had made him damn horny.
Before Lee had time to react, Duncan reached his hand out and whipped his towel off, observing happily that Lee's hard-on was still intact.
"What are you doing?" said Lee, plainly shocked.
"Just wanted to see it again," said Duncan.
Lee didn't know what to say. He had no idea why Duncan was so interested in his dick.
"I won't tell the others what I saw," said Duncan. "If you just let me touch it."
Without waiting for a response, Duncan put his hand on Lee's boner and started stroking it gently. Lee shuddered in what he disturbingly suspected was delight. His heart was pounding, and he didn't know whether it was the adrenaline still pumping through him after the show, or the fact that Duncan was manhandling his dick.
"This is fucked up, man!" muttered Lee.
"It's only fucked up if you want it to be," replied Duncan, whose strokes were gaining pace and vigour. Lee found himself liking the feel of another guy wanking him off. He tried to resist and contemplated pushing Duncan away and telling him to fuck off, but it felt too good, and instead he sat down on the bed, tilted his head back and closed his eyes, taking in the sensation.
There was a brief pause and then Lee felt something warm and wet on his dick; he opened his eyes and looked down. Duncan was giving him head! Despite the initial shock, Lee closed his eyes again, and then lay himself down to get more comfortable.
Duncan slid his mouth up and down Lee's shaft, and Lee moaned with the pleasure he was getting. He'd never had such a good blowjob from any woman. He'd once read somewhere that guys give better head than girls, and it was so true, he thought. Duncan withdrew Lee's cock from his mouth and licked the head, swirling his tongue around it. Lee gave another gasp of pleasure, as Duncan moved his tongue in and out of Lee's slit.
Sensing Lee was close to climax, Duncan returned to jerking him off. He wanted to finish him by hand, so that he could see Lee's face during orgasm. He had a thing about that. Wrapping his fingers tightly around Lee's shaft, he pulled them up and down vigorously.
"Ohhh... yeahhh... yeahhh..." moaned Lee, his eyes still closed, and with a final "Yeeeaaaaahhhhh", he erupted, spraying load after load of his hot, creamy spunk all over his chest and stomach. All the while, Duncan was continually wanking him off and was absorbed by the look of ecstacy on Lee's face.
Lee continued to lay on the bed, breathing heavily, while his orgasm subsided and his dick softened. Finally, he opened his eyes, and looked down at the gleaming white mess he had made all over himself, and then down at Duncan, who was smiling at him. Lee still couldn't believe what he had just let Duncan do to him.
"Looks like you need another shower, mate," grinned Duncan. "I'll see you up at the bar."
Still smiling broadly, Duncan got up and walked towards the door, and then out of the room. Lee lay there for a few more moments, unable to take in what had just happened. He could never have imagined that he would enjoy the touch of another man like this. He had tried to fight it, but couldn't. Duncan was the boy who made him wanna fall, who made him wanna surrender his soul.
Sorry for the corny line at the end, just couldn't resist it! If you liked this story, please let me know at blueboy3649@hotmail.com.