Keep any suggestions coming about these stories - I really appreciate them, guys. The stories are fictional, and bear no resemblance to the real-life celebrities. I have nothing to do with Top Of The Pops or the BBC. Now, on with episode 4...
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The Star Bar at Top Of The Pops was, once again, packed with people. Celebrities and BBC staff got to hang out, have a drink, listen to performances and enjoy the atmosphere. You could always spot some famous faces in the crowd, and it was the perfect place to meet people.
Enrique Iglesias was celebrating another week at the top of the UK charts with 'Hero'. He came out of his dressing room and walked down the corridor to the bar, wanting a quick drink before he went out to perform. His song was amazingly popular at the moment, and he needed a minute or two to clear his head, otherwise he would start to panic. He sat on a stool at the bar, and order a bottle of lager, then made himself comfortable and looked round the room.
The lighting was brighter than in an ordinary bar, for television, and you could clearly see everyone's face. He spotted a few familiar faces in the crowd, and a few cute guys who he didn't know. He tried to control himself, as the world didn't know that he was gay. He couldn't try to hit on somebody in such a public place. He looked down to the other end of the bar, and noticed an incredibly cute young hunk sitting, drinking a glass of vodka-orange. He couldn't help himself, and slid over.
"Geez," he began, "How long have you been sitting there?"
"Not long," said the stranger, "I'm not drinking heavily or anything - I'm performing a bit later. Just a bit of vodka to clear my nerves, you know."
"Yeah," smiled Enrique.
"Congratulations on your number one, man," continued the stranger, looking at Enrique directly for the first time.
"Thanks, yeah," stumbled the Latin star, "I still can't quite believe it!"
"I mean we've had two number ones, and I'm not used to it yet..." said the dark-haired hunk.
"You are...?" asked Enrique, trying not to look too foolish, in case this guy was really famous.
"My name's Ben Adams, I'm in a boy band over here - A1," the young man smiled. Enrique didn't really know what to say - he didn't know who A1 were, but he couldn't admit that.
"Oh, right..." he nodded, "A1..." Ben touched Enrique on the shoulder and pointed over to the entrance to the backstage area. He pointed over to a blonde-haired stud, and a tall, slim dark-haired guy.
"That's Mark and Christian; they're in A1 too," Ben added. Enrique nodded again, trying not to look too baffled. Sure all these guys were attractive, and he could imagine them in a boy band, but he didn't recognise any of them.
"I haven't been in Britain for ages - I've lost track of everything over here," he smiled.
"Don't worry," laughed Ben, taking a sip of vodka-orange, "It doesn't matter if you don't know who we are..." Enrique's tanned cheeks blushed, and he gulped down some lager to cover his embarrassment. "I've got to..er...I'll see you round," said Ben, as he gulped down the last of his vodka, and headed off to the toilets. Enrique decided to follow him.
Enrique left a little gap before following in Ben's direction, and when he reached the toilets, and opened the door, Ben was washing his hands. Enrique walked over to the wash-basins and looked at himself in the mirror, before rinsing his hands and soaking his face in cold water. He looked over at Ben, his face dripping, and smiled. Ben smiled back, and who could resist that baby-faced cuteness? "You need a towel?" asked Ben, holding up a drying cloth.
"Yeah," said Enrique, and took the cloth from Ben's hand. He liberally dried his hands and face, but left some areas wet.
"Hey, you're missing bits..." said Ben, picking up another towel. He lifted the towel up to Enrique's cheek, and wiped away droplets of water. They looked into each other's eyes and lust took over. They closed in on each other, Enrique dropping his towel. "That's better..." whispered Ben, overcome in the moment. Here he was, in the arms of a worldwide singing star, about to kiss...
Their lips came together, and Ben dropped his towel so that he could stroke Enrique's cheek. His hands raised up and ran through Enrique's short, dark hair, and down the back of his neck. Enrique moaned, and he pushed forwards, pinning Ben against the tiled wall. The kiss continued, and their bodies pressed together; Enrique's strong chest almost bursting out of the buttons of his silken shirt.
The kiss was broken, and Ben slid down, first to lick and suck the bottom of Enrique's chin. He tickled Enrique's tiny beard with his tongue, causing the Latin star's mouth to smile as he moaned. Ben's hands then slid round to unbutton Enrique's shirt, which easily slipped off onto the floor. Enrique's firmly muscled chest was then exposed, and Ben licked down from Enrique's chin between his pecs, while his hands wrapped round to stroke Enrique's back. Moans came from Enrique's lips as Ben's tongue swirled round his dark nipples. Enrique's hands ran through Ben's dark hair, and he guided Ben's mouth all over his chest, so that Ben's tongue could take in every inch of flesh possible. His chest was soon glistening, and Ben slid down further to lick Enrique's stomach. The muscles were tensed, and Ben licked round each portion, before diving in and out of Enrique's navel. He gasped as Ben's tongue trailed down from his navel, over the few hairs there, and approached his waistband.
Ben's hands eagerly pulled at Enrique's waistband, pulling his trousers down over his strong, hairy legs, and his eyes lit up when he saw that Enrique was wearing no underwear. His cock sprang out, as soon as the waistband was pulled down. Ben was in awe of the huge Hispanic cock; Ben's eyes bulged as he stared at the tanned, veiny shaft, sticking out from his dark pubes. It must have been 11in long, thought Ben, and so thick! Ben leaned forward and got his first taste of the superstar's precum. Enrique moaned, and Ben took 4in of the cock into his mouth, giving it a long, hard suck. He closed his eyes as he moved back and forth, and managed to fit a further 4in into his mouth after a few seconds. There were more moans from above him, and Enrique looked down to see the stranger he had only just met, sucking on his thick cock. This thought sent him wild, and he began to stroke his own stomach, and pinch his nipples, to increase all possible sensation. Ben's mouth widened, and he managed to get all of Enrique's cock down his throat, until his nose could sniff the Latin's star's musky pubes.
Years of sucking round the pop circuit had improved Ben's technique, and he was now a supreme cocksucker. He began to get a rhythm as he slid up and down the thick shaft. Enrique's cock was surely the thickest he had ever seen, probably thicker thanthe beer-bottle he had been drinking earlier. His lips slid over the veins of Enrique's pole, and Enrique moaned louder. He stroked his stomach, which now glistened with sweat, and had to support himself on the wall with his other hand, such was the extent of pleasure.
Enrique thrust his hips forward as he approached orgasm, and Ben backed off so that he could taste the star's spunk. Ben felt several shots of cum landing at the back of his throat, and Enrique almost growled as he came. Ben swallowed all he could, then licked round Enrique's cock-head as it oozed further. Enrique sighed as he relaxed, and crouched down with Ben for a long kiss. He managed to taste some of his own cum still on Ben's lips, and the pair sunk onto the floor, exhausted.
They were alerted again when they heard music outside, and realised that there was a performance going on in the bar. They stood up, and Enrique dressed himself up again. There was another long kiss, and the pair moaned in the embrace.
"I'll catch up with you later," said Enrique, seductively. Ben smiled, and Enrique, ever-unattainable, walked out into the bar. Ben was left astounded, having just sucked off a worldwide superstar.
"Woah...wait until the other guys hear about this..." he smiled to himself.
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Well, that's that for another chapter. I decided just to do a blowjob this time - but there's many more ideas still coming. Any comments or suggestions greatly appreciated at muinimula@hotmail.com , so keep your ideas coming.