Not such a big gap between stories this time. I do try...hehe. Keep you comments coming, cos they keep me going. Here's story number 11, and once again, I don't have anything to do with the BBC, who make Top Of The Pops. I don't know any of the celebrities, and their sexuality is not to be brought into question by my little story. Here it comes...
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After a string of number ones, ten in total through their career, Westlife had come to a halt. Their new single, "Bop Bop Baby" had only reached number 5, and Westlife had decided to avoid a performance at TOTP. Still, one of the boys had come to visit the studios as a tradition, and he kept the tradition today.
Shane Filan walked down one of the backstage corridors at the TOTP studios, without his bandmates this time, eyeing up the men around. Normally, he treated himself to a hot fuck for every number one. A delicious cock in his mouth was the perfect reward for a chart-topping song, but this time his group hadn't managed the top spot. But, what was he to do? He just couldn't resist the men at TOTP - there was always some hunk gagging to have a shag with the sexy Westlife singer.
He entered the bar, and ordered a drink, sitting on a barstool so that he could survey the potential cocksuckers round the room. He then noticed two hot young guys he hadn't met up with before, in all his time at TOTP. allSTARS were a relatively new group on the scene, and had just released their first album. Shane spotted Ashley and Sam, the two guys of the group, sitting at a small table in the corner of the bar, chatting to each other. Sam looked irresistible in a tight-fitting sleeveless T-shirt, while Ashley was looking smouldering in a sexy silky shirt.
Shane decided these two would be a hot conquest, and wandered over, drink in hand. He knew the boys from their songs, but had never spoken to them before, so this was going in at the deep end. "Alright, guys?" he began, pulling up a chair at their table.
"Hi, Shane," smiled Ashley. "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah," added Sam. They both shook hands with the sexy newcomer. Shane's crotch was already beginning to strain as he touched their hands. These two guys were fresh-faced, and he kept imagining ripping off their tight clothes, and cumming over their smooth chests. Still, he wasn't quite there yet. He had to lay the groundwork.
"So, how are you guys doing?" asked the Irishman.
"Not too bad," answered Sam. He took a sip of his drink, and looked into Shane's eyes. "You? Where are the other lads?"
"They decided not to come along this time," replied Shane. "I just came along to see if there was any action around here..."
"Any luck?" asked Ashley.
"We'll see how it goes..." smiled Shane, with a mysterious expression on his face. Sam seemed to understand Shane's answer, and licked his lips. He briefly looked the Westlife singer up and down, feeling his own cock stir as he looked at the little bit of chest hair peeping out from Shane's loose collar. Ashley was rather slower, and continued the conversation as normal.
After ten minutes or so, Shane was ready to get started, and Sam was completely on board. They managed to excuse themselves, and Ashley went off to speak to the girls in the band. Shane and Sam slipped off down the corridor, and were soon running their hands over each other's clothes, even before they had entered Sam's dressing-room.
Once inside, the pair closed the door and fell onto the sofa in a tight clinch. Their tongues swirled around each other and their lips were locked for a minute or two. Their hands were frisky, and Shane's arms wrapped round Sam's torso tightly. Shane's powerful hands gripped Sam's tight top and peeled it up off his chest. Shane's mouth then moved down to caress Sam's smooth upper half.
Shane's hot tongue licked Sam's small, hard nipples, then Shane bit hard into each of them, causing Sam to groan loudly with pleasure. Shane leant backed and allowed Sam to unbutton his shirt, exposing Shane's broad, hairy chest and stomach. They threw the shirt over the back of the sofa, and Shane fell forward again to kiss Sam. Sam's smooth chest was grinding against Shane's hairy stomach, and the sensation of Shane's hairs on his torso was electric. Shane slid down and licked round Sam's stomach, before unzipping Sam's baggy combats.
As Shane pulled Sam's trousers off, Sam arched his back, and rubbed down his own stomach, now glistening with sweat. His hand slid over his smooth, muscled abs and down to the top of his tight briefs, now housing a stretched bulge. Shane was licking his lips, as he shed his own jeans to the floor. Sam slipped his briefs down slowly, and his hands rubbed round his hairy crotch. The small mass of black pubes looked deliciously inviting, in contrast with Sam's virtually hairless chest. Shane stuck his fist in his own tented boxers, and began stroking his aching shaft.
Quickly, Sam pulled the briefs fully off, and his 8.5in dick stuck straight up in the air from his patch of black hairs. Shane, at the same moment, released his hard 9incher from his boxers and approached Sam once more. Pulling Sam's legs so that his arse was leant on the sofa's arm, Shane now had easy access to Sam's pink hole. Shane's tongue licked round Sam's exposed hole, over his smooth cheeks and down his tangy crack. Sam continued groaning, his legs aloft in the air, and his hands pinching his own nipples.
Shane's tongue worked hard up into Sam's crack, before he pushed the tip of his tongue into Sam's tight hole. Sam slowly began to relax, as his hole was moistened by Shane. The taste drove Shane wild, and he could feel Sam's muscles relaxing. Soon, Shane stopped savouring Sam's tangy taste, and retracted his tongue. He stood and gripped Sam's hips, Sam's legs now over Shane's shoulders. Shane's 9in cock slid slowly into Sam's hole for the first time, and both men moaned loudly.
Soon Shane's entire length was inside, and his dark brown pubes were pressed up against Sam's smooth crack. Shane began thrusting hard into Sam, still gripping Sam's hips tightly. Groans from Sam coincided with every thrust, and his hands could just reach up to graze Shane's hairy stomach. Sam's left hand was rubbing the bottom of Shane's now sweat-damp stomach, running his fingers through Shane's hair. He was sucking the fingers of his right hand, and then sliding his wet fingers all over his own chest. The two men were staring hard into each others' eyes throughout.
Shane thrust harder and harder into Sam, and the pair were moaning so loudly that they did not hear the door open. Ashley had returned from the bar, after chatting with his bandmates, to see what had happened to Sam. He was greeted with an incredible sight. He could see his mate lying on the sofa, legs in the air, being pummelled in the arse by Shane. It was so hot to watch, and Ashley kept quiet as he stood by the door. He felt his own cock now aching to be stroked.
Watching Shane fucking his friend, Ashley undid his own trousers, and released his hardening cock. Shane was now dripping with sweat as he hit Sam's prostate harder with his cock. Ashley, leaning against the door, was soon rock-hard, and began stroking his 9in dick quickly. His eyes darted between the expression on his friend's face, and the sight of Shane's thrusting arse.
Shane was soon ready to shoot his load, and his last few thrusts were slightly slower as he savoured the moment of ecstasy. Ashley watched Shane collapse onto Sam. The two men both groaned loudly as their sweaty chests met once more. They lost their balance, and fell onto the rug on the floor, kissing, as Shane's softening cock slid out of Sam's hole.
Ashley now seized the moment, and had not reached orgasm yet. He stepped forward, and stood over the pair of sweaty men below him. He quickly shook off his remaining clothes, and suddenly Shane and Sam realised he was there. They both looked up, seeing Ashley standing naked, his 9in dick sticking out above their heads.
"Suck this, Filan," Ashley said firmly. Shane was on it immediately, licking round Ashley's throbbing head before taking Ashley's length deep into his mouth. Sam stood up next to his bandmate, and gave a second command to Shane.
"Both of us," he added. Shane eagerly agreed, and the two allSTARS men stood with their hard cocks next to each other. Shane's moist lips wrapped around the two veiny shafts and he slid his mouth forward. He loved the taste of the two men, and was intensely enjoying himself. Sam and Ashley were kissing each other up above, and each held the back of Shane's head. It was difficult for them both to thrust forward, so Shane continued sucking them both at his own pace.
Soon, they were all moaning loudly, and Shane's mouth was closed round their cocks tightly. As he slid up, he inhaled the musky scent of the two men, and as he slid down, his tongue licked the bottom of the two cocks. Sam and Ashley were wild with pleasure from Shane's expert blow-job, and their groan were almost deafening.
After a few more minutes of groaning and sucking, Shane received a throatful of cum from Sam and Ashley. The allSTARS boys held Shane's head tightly as they came together. Shane guzzled down all he could, but a small stream dribbled out and ran down his chin. Ashley and Sam pulled their cocks out of Shane's mouth, then stooped down to kiss the hot cocksucker. Ashley licked around Shane's cum-covered chin, while Sam's tongue dived into Shane's mouth, tasting the mixture of delicious spunk. The three men embraced tightly, their sweaty chests pressed up together, and their tongues still swirling all over each other.
As their energy finally fizzled out, and Shane lay back with the two other guys in his arms, he said to himself, "Who needs number ones?"
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There you go, guys. I myself find Shane Filan absolutely gorgeous, so I had to include him again. His cute face hides an animal underneath, I'm sure, and his body is just delicious. Anyway, enough about that! Send me comments and suggestions so that the stories stay fresh at muinimula@hotmail.com and I'll try to keep these tales hot. Look out for the next instalment soon.