Here's part 12, guys. Now remember to keep sending comments and suggestions to the address at the bottom, or else the stories will lose energy... On with the story then, which isn't real in any way. Top Of The Pops is produced by the BBC; I have nothing to do with them. The celebrities involved (most probably) do not get up to anything as interesting as what happens in these stories. Let's see what happens this time.
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The Queen's Jubilee Party had been a blast, and all the stars involved had had the time of their lives at the concert. The audience were electric, and the pop stars would never forget it. Several of the party's singers decided to meet up at the Top Of The Pops bar a few weeks later, for a few drinks and a chat about the night's amazing atmosphere.
At around 9pm, the bar was buzzing. Several pop groups had turned up for drinks, and there was laughing and heated conversation in the air. Atomic Kitten, Blue and S Club were all mingling, as well as Will Young and the show's presenters. Will was getting used to being surrounded by so many famous faces. He really enjoyed chatting to everyone in the bar, and tonight he was especially popular, being number one in the charts.
Will had the freedom of being able to flirt with the guys around the bar, as he had come out as gay a few months earlier. The talent here tonight, he thought, was gorgeous. He had his eye on the smouldering Simon, from Blue. His muscles were clearly visible through his shirt, and Will just wanted to rip it off him. He was almost drooling, when he realised that Simon was approaching. He broke out of his trance, and nearly fell off his barstool.
Keeping his trademark smile on his face, he saved the situation, and invited Simon for a drink. The smooth, muscled hunk sat by Will's side and they began chatting. Will couldn't entirely concentrate, as he lost himself in Simon's dark eyes, and he gazed longingly at Simon's chocolate-coloured lips as Simon talked. Every now and again, Simon paused in his conversation, and Will realised he should say something, but he was never quite ready for it.
"I was just chatting to Bradley, over there," Simon said, pointing over his shoulder to Bradley from S Club. Will looked round to see Bradley smiling over in their direction. Simon continued, "We were looking around to spot any talent round here tonight."
Will smiled, "I don't know if I'll be able to help you there...What's your type?"
"Oooh, I don't know," replied Simon, looking straight at Will, almost meaningfully. "I like short, dark hair, I suppose...and a nice smile..."
Will wasn't quite getting Simon's message. He continued the conversation on, thinking that Simon was talking about women. He hadn't realised Simon was flirting with him. "And what else?" Will asked.
"Well," continued Simon. "They need to understand where I'm coming from - you know, understand the music business. They should have a good sense of humour, and a nice cute arse..."
Will laughed, and glanced back to the other side of the bar. Bradley was still smiling over in their direction. Will thought this rather odd, but put it out of his mind.
"Maybe," Simon added, "they don't realise just how cute they are..." His words trailed off, and Simon's gaze wandered down to Will's crotch. Will's glance returned from Bradley's direction, and he saw where Simon was looking. He was slightly taken aback, when he clocked on to the fact that Simon might be flirting with him. He had to find out more.
"So," he mumbled weakly, "Do you see anyone you like?"
Simon smiled, his white teeth shining against his dark lips. "Oh yes. Someone's just right for me. I wonder if they're up for it..." Their eyes stared straight at each other, and in that moment they both knew it was time. Standing up in unison, the two stars walked towards the bar's exit, when Simon spoke. "I think I've left my wallet at the bar..." He walked back towards the bar, and discreetly leaned in to whisper to Bradley, "My dressing-room. Five minutes." Bradley nodded.
Will stood waiting by the bar-door, and Simon was soon back. The pair wandered down the corridor, to the door of Blue's dressing-room. The other band members were all still in the bar, so the room was empty. Simon walked backwards into the room, almost beckoning Will with his finger, and Will closed the door behind him. In a moment, their bodies were pressed tightly together, and their lips an inch apart.
Both Will's and Simon's tongue stuck out from their mouths, and they licked round each others' lips, before closing their mouths together for an intense kiss. Simon's strong hands were wapped around Will's shoulders, while Will's fingers were stroking Simon's arse through the kiss. Will was left biting on Simon's bottom lip as Simon's head backed away.
"Right, mate," whispered Simon, seductively. "Ever had a black guy before?"
"N-no..." stuttered Will, almost overcome with excitement.
"Looking forward to it?" continued Simon, now unbuttoning a few buttons on his tightly-stretched, short-sleeved shirt, revealing his smooth chest muscles.
Will could hardly answer, his eyes were fixed on Simon's broad chest. Simon was smiling at Will's dazed expression, and dropped his shirt to the floor. Will walked forward, bending slightly, to begin licking Simon's dark brown chest. The door opened silently behind the pair, and Simon smiled. Will continued licking over Simon's pecs, without hearing the visitor. As Will licked, Simon groaned, "What about two black guys?"
This question caused Will to stop suddenly, hardly comprehending what he had just heard. His tongue went back into his mouth, and he looked up at Simon's smiling face. "Wh-what?"
"He said," came a voice from behind him, "What about two black guys?" Will, on his knees, wheeled round to see S Club's Bradley standing behind him. Will could hardly believe it. The two men stood over Will, and Will nodded eagerly, because he couldn't quite raise his voice.
"Right, then," smiled Bradley, quickly whipping off his top. "Let's get going!" Will struggled to his feet, and closed with Bradley and Simon for a long, three-way kiss. Bradley moaned as Simon's hand slid down to brush his stomach, while Will's hands rubbed the two pairs of shoulders next to him. The three men pulled apart, so Simon and Bradley grabbed the bottom of Will's jumper, and pulled it upwards. The jumper was brought over Will's head, and the two stars sunk down in front of Will to lick round each nipple.
Almost shuddering with pleasure from the sensation of the two hungry tongues, Willheld the backs of Simon's and Bradley's heads. Will's torso was not overly muscled, but he had a defined chest and stomach, with a trail of dark hair down the centre. Bradley was soon slipping Will's jeans off, and Simon was licking around Will's firm stomach. Now only in his boxers, Will was beginning to sweat as he felt the tongues on his stomach.
Bradley moved to lick Will's thigh, and slowly moved upwards, his nose pushing Will's boxers up. Simon licked slowly down over Will's stomach, following the trail of hair to Will's waistband. Will, groaning above, felt Simon's hands slip his boxers down. His hardened 8.5in cock stuck straight out, and the two pairs of lips were edging towards it. Bradley was now licking the top of Will's inside leg, and occasionally brushed Will's balls, while Simon was nuzzling through Will's dark pubes. Both men were rubbing Will's arse and crack with their hands.
In a moment, Simon and Bradley's lips had met, and they enjoyed a kiss, before their mouths closed on either side of Will's thick, pink shaft. Will's hands now held the back of their heads, and he was whispering, urging them on. "Mmmm...yeahhh...come on boys...ohhhh...that's it..." Bradley's tongue darted in and out of his mouth, teasing the tip of Will's pole, and Simon's lips were closed around the thicker base of Will's cock. Will continued to groan, as Bradley enveloped Will's throbbing cock-head with his mouth.
As Bradley took the long, thick shaft down his throat, Simon moved round to lick Will's arse. Slightly damp with sweat, Will's crack was very inviting, and Simon's tongue explored from the bottom of Will's back, down to the back of his hanging balls. Will found it hard to relax his hole, and he kept clenching with the pleasure of Bradley's blowjob, but Simon saw it as a challenge, and pressed hard into Will's hole with his hungry tongue. The moans from above signalled Will's approval, and his hole became more inviting to Simon's tongue.
Now deep-throating Will, Bradley was sucking back and forth with increased speed. His eyes were closed and he inhaled Will's scent with every movement. Will was leaking sweet precum, mingled with the taste of sweat, and Bradley was enjoying every second. As Simon's tongue pushed deeper into Will's moist hole, he bucked forward, poured his load into Bradley's mouth. With a deep groan, Will was spent, and Bradley pulled off Will's shaft. Bradley was now licking his lips, having savoured some spunk in his mouth. Looking up, he opened his mouth and let some white juice dribble down his dark chin. Will almost laughed at the grinning Bradley, and pulled him up to taste his own spunk.
Meanwhile, Simon had moistened Will's hole with his tongue, and was enjoying the taste of Will's hole for a few moments before standing up. Simon stood behind Will, while Bradley stood in front. The two black men pressed their bodies inwards, closing tightly around Will. Simon seemed to magically produce a small bottle of oil, and had a wide smile across his face. Will breathed slowly as Simon and Bradley slipped their trousers down to the floor. Two hard, throbbing cocks pressed up against Will's body for a minute, and then they were revealed. Simon's 10in cock sprang out from his boxer-briefs, and Simon immediately drizzled his own crotch with the sweet-smelling oil. Bradley shed his boxers, and his 8in cock stood up against Will's crotch. Bradley's crotch also received a drizzle of oil from Simon.
The two hunks ground their hips against Will's arse and crotch, spreading the oil over each other. Their hard cocks were now slippery with oil, and Will was ready for a hard fuck from the other guys. Bradley slid down slightly, to position his hard pole at Will's entrance behind his balls. Simon guided Bradley's cock into Will's passage, and the two men groaned as Bradley eased inside. After a few moments, and a few thrusts, Will's hole had been stretched by Bradley's cock. Simon, still behind Will, positioned his cock and pressed into the small hole alongside Bradley's dick.
Will, sandwiched between the two strong men, groaned once more, and now enjoyed the throbbing sensation of the two cocks in his hole. The two men thrust slowly inwards, stretching Will further and further. The scent of the oil mingled with the smell of sweat as the three men's hips ground together. Will's prostate was hit with every thrust from Simon's 10in shaft, and he began shouting at every thrust.
Simon and Bradley remained tightly pressed in against Will as their speed increased. Sliding against Will, they pumped harder into his hole, their cocks pressed against each other. Simon's hands held Will's shoulders, while Bradley rubbed his oily hands over Will's firm chest. The two cocks were leaking precum and now throbbing to shoot their loads.
After a few more thrusts, and loud shouts, Bradley and Simon's cock spasmed and shot waves of cum into Will's stretched hole. Their cocks slipped quickly out of Will's passage, and their spunk dribbled down Will's arse and legs. It was soon licked up by Simon. The three men, exhausted from the evening of fucking, collapsed to the floor. Their hands continued to run over each other's oil-covered bodies, and their tired faces were wreathed in smiles.
"Sandwiched with two black guys," Will thought to himself, "I must try that again..."
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