Hey guys, I haven't had a lot of time recently for stories, but here's part 10. Keep your comments coming, to keep me going though. The celebrities involved in the story are most probably not gay - the story is fiction - and I have nothing to do with the BBC, who make Top Of The Pops. Still, we can enjoy the story...
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A popular song around at the moment, and one which had managed to reach number one, was "Just A Little" by Liberty X. The group had gained massive popularity through the song, and their performance on Top Of The Pops was awaited expectantly by the audience. As Kelli, Michelle, Jessica, Tony and Kevin mounted the stage, and performed the routine, the audience went wild. It really was a great song.
The group were left slightly out of breath after the dancing, and had to retreat to their dressing-rooms for a wash straight away. Sweat tends to stick when you're wearing black PVC and leather. Tony and Kevin entered their shared dressing-room, foreheads almost dripping, and shook of their black leather jackets.
"Great show, eh babe!" smiled Kevin, putting his arm around Tony's shoulders.
"The best!" laughed Tony, and the pair kissed triumphantly. Their romance was only known by the other members of the group, but they were a passionate couple, and had almost been discovered on several occasions. Sex in public places was an amazing turn-on, but very risky, so they decided today to stay in their dressing-room.
As they pulled apart, a shower seemed the best idea, so they dashed for the small bathroom, wrestling each other to try and get to the cubicle first. It was not the biggest of showers, and could only just fit two people, if they were pressed up against each other. Still, that wasn't a problem.
Kevin reached up and turned the shower on, so that the water could warm before the lads got in. The two singers then leant against the wall for another passionate kiss. Kevin's hand ran down Tony's back and held his arse tightly. Tony's hand remained on the back of Kevin's head.
Just as they were unbuttoning each other's trousers, there was a knock at the door. Kevin wondered who it could be as he strode back out of the bathroom and opened the door. There stood Ronan Keating, Irish heartthrob and popular singer, smiling as the door opened. "Hi..." Ronan smiled, "Kevin, isn't it?"
"Yeah," muttered Kevin, standing back to let Ronan in. As Tony heard Ronan's voice, he stepped out of the bathroom.
"And you're Tony?" continued Ronan.
"That's right, man," smiled Tony, delighted to meet Ronan. He reached forward to shake hands. Ronan explained his visit.
"Listen, lads," he began, "I've had a chat with the girls, and I just wanted to say there's no hard feelings about you lot knocking me off number one."
"Oh, thanks," smiled Kevin, looking slightly embarrassed.
Ronan continued, "I love your song, by the way. It deserved to get to the top."
The two Liberty X lads looked at each other and smiled widely. Ronan nodded to the bathroom. "I haven't interrupted, have I?"
"Oh no," replied Tony, "We were just going to have a shower after our performance." Kevin had closed the door and stepped forward to join the conversation, but forgot that his trousers were unbuttoned. After a couple of seconds, they slipped down to his ankles, revealing a pair of tight black briefs. Ronan glanced down at Kevin's decent bulge, then looked back up to Kevin's blushing face. Kevin's cock was at half-mast already, just from having Ronan in the room, but when Ronan looked down at his bulge, Kevin's cock went rock hard, stretching the briefs into a large, tented shape.
Tony was trying to cover his laughter, looking at the embarrassed Kevin. Ronan just looked straight at Kevin's face, smiling, and said, "Nice package, mate."
Kevin was speechless, and breathing rapidly. Ronan looked to Tony, and said, "Does your Kevin get a lot of action?"
Tony replied, "He gets a load from his bloke...I've been told his cock's delicious..." He grinned at Ronan, and stared back at Kevin. Ronan stepped towards Kevin, put his hand down to graze Kevin's throbbing crotch and said, "Who's this bloke, then?"
With that, Tony walked behind Ronan and placed his hands over Ronan's eyes. "Guess who?" he laughed, and Ronan smiled.
"So," grinned Ronan, as Tony lifted his hands, "You boys were going to have a shower?" The two lads nodded. Ronan smiled again. "Mind if I join you?" and he began unbuttoning his trousers, and walked into the bathroom, leaving Kevin and Tony lost for words and open-mouthed.
The two singers walked over to the bathroom door, and saw Ronan shedding his clothes: trousers, shoes, socks and shirt onto the floor, so that he was left with only his boxer-briefs. Ronan turned to face them, smiling, "I need a good soaping down!" He reached down and pulled his boxer-briefs to the floor, setting his hardening cock free. Tony and Kevin stood at the door, still open-mouthed, unable to believe the situation. Ronan began climbing into the shower, now fully warmed-up, and winked, "Well, come on then!"
Kevin and Tony looked at each other, then back at the bathroom door. They knew this was a once in a blue moon opportunity - shagging Ronan Keating would be the crowning moment of their week. How could they refuse? They both stepped into the bathroom, where the air was now beginning to get steamy from the shower. They weren't really sure that all three of them would be able to fit into the shower at once. Still, the two singers stripped down excitedly, dropping all their black leather onto the floor, until they were both naked. Kevin and Tony stood by the shower entrance and looked in at Ronan.
The water was beating down on Ronan's blond head, and streams were running down over his slim, hairy torso. The hairs were all drawn down, and were dark with wetness. His nipples were already hard, and his hands were rubbing some shower gel over his lower stomach and crotch. His mass of pubes were now half-covered in bubbles. His 9in cock was sticking straight out from the bubbly patch, looking very appetising.
Kevin and Tony looked at each other once more, kissed again before their indulgence began, then squeezed into the shower. The cubicle was full to capacity, and the three hot men were pressed tight up against each other. With not much room to move, Ronan reached over the other lads, and poured some orange shower gel over the pair of them. The three singers then were able to rub against each other, slipping with the gel, and wet with the hot water.
Ronan was just as excited as the other two, getting a hot fuck from these two guys. Ronan, his torso now covered in slippery shower gel, managed to slide down onto his knees, giving the other two guys more room. Ronan, still being pelted with water from above, licked his lips as his face was pressed up against the two young cocks. Kevin's dick, sticking out from his light brown pubes, was 8in and throbbing, while Tony's 9incher was deliciously thick. Ronan went for Kevin's cock first, licking up and down the shaft, before taking the throbbing head into his mouth.
Kevin's moan from above were loud and clear, and Tony's gel-covered hands ran down over Kevin's stomach. Ronan took a few more sucks before pulling back and tasting Tony's Irish monster. He could just take it all down his throat, causing Tony to almost lose his balance on the slippery floor. After a minute, Ronan struggled to his feet, and the three men positioned themselves for a chain-fuck.
Ronan was pressed against the front wall, his cock up against the tiles. Tony stood behind him, his hard cock pressed up against Ronan's delicious crack. Kevin was behind Tony, under the shower-head, ready to stick his dick into Tony's hole. The three made sure they were in position, dropped a bit more gel down onto their cocks, and pushed.
Tony pushed his Irish cock deep into his Irish hero, who he had watched for years singing on TV. Ronan groaned hard as he began to pump on his own slippery shaft. Meanwhile, Tony also got his bandmate's dick up inside his hole. Kevin took hold of Tony's shoulders tightly so he didn't lose his balance. The three soon got into a rhythm, and for ten minutes their slippery, steamy bodies pressed up against each other as their hips slid back and forth. Ronan's throbbing cock was helped along by Tony, who reached around Ronan, and rubbed his hands all over Ronan's hairy stomach.
Pumping back and forth, the lads increased their speed steadily until they were pounding each others holes. Tony thrust hard forward into Ronan, crushing the Irishman's cock against the tiled wall, and causing him to shout loudly with pleasure. Kevin pushed hard into his mate's arsehole, and moved his hands down to hold Tony's pummelling hips. The three groaned louder as they approached the point of no return.
Ronan sent spurts of cum up the wall, and was pressed up against the wall by the thrusts from behind. His lower stomach was covered in his load. As he came, his arse tightened around Tony's dick. Tony went into overdrive, and shot waves of cum into Ronan's hole. Kevin came straight after that, with a loud moan, coating Tony's insides with his sticky juice. The cocks soon slipped out of their holes, and the three men could soap each other down and wash off.
There was, of course, time for kissing, and the lads shared a passionate three-way kiss to finish off the session. Kevin turned off the shower, and the guys stepped out of the shower, spent and dripping, but entirely happy. They looked around the bathroom, then realised there was only one towel. Tony grabbed it quickly andrushed into the main dressing-room, soon chased by the other two. The hot singers were soon wrestling to be the first to dry off...
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There you go, then. It's been a while coming, but I've sort of lost inspiration recently. I'll keep going with a few more if there are plenty of comments to muinimula@hotmail.com , but I'm not sure when the next story will be along. Keep sending me suggestions, though, and look out for another story soon.