Thanks again for all the comments and requests. Remember to keep any ideas coming to keep my imagination flowing. I don't work for the BBC, and have nothing to do with TOTP. I also don't know the celebrities mentioned, and have no idea what they get up to behind closed doors. We can only hope it's something like this...
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The British public were in a frenzy over Pop Idol. The winner of the contest, Will Young, had publicly come out as gay, and now the runner-up, Gareth Gates, had claimed the number one position in the charts. Gareth, a newcomer to the music scene, was very nervous about appearing on Top Of The Pops, as it had always been a dream of his.
His stutter was at its worst when he was nervous, so he was currently pacing the corridors of the studio, breathing deeply and trying not to think about his new-found fame. It's just another performance, he thought to himself, walking back and forth, looking down at the ground. He wasn't looking where he was going, and without realising, he bumped into somebody.
"Sorry!" he said, looking up with a startled look on his face. His startled expression changed into one of joy when he saw it was his good friend, Will. The pair hugged each other, and then separated, smiling. "Alright, mate?"
"I'm great," said Will. "I just wanted to come over and say congratulations for being number one, and everything..."
"Yeah, it's amazing," smiled Gareth. "I still can't believe it all!"
"I really enjoyed coming on Top Of The Pops - you're going to love it!" laughed Will, putting his arm around Gareth's shoulders. The pair had become really good friends, and enjoyed supporting each other, even when they had been against each other in Pop Idol. They genuinely wanted the best for each other.
"Hi, guys!" came a call from down the corridor. Will and Gareth both turned round to see Ant and Dec, who had both presented Pop Idol, approaching from the far door. They were two of the most popular TV presenters in the UK, and had gained more popularity from Pop Idol. They decided to come to TOTP, like Will, to wish Gareth good luck.
Ant and Dec both gave Gareth a well-wishing hug, and they all started talking at once. This confusion caused them all to burst into laughter, and Gareth felt a lot better. Ant managed to get a sentence out, "Gareth, have you had your number one treat yet?"
"What do you mean?" asked Gareth.
"Oh!" said Will, suddenly realising what Ant meant. "Gareth, I didn't tell you about this..."
"What? What is it?" asked Gareth again.
"Well," explained Will. "I didn't know this until I came on to perform a couple of weeks ago, but whoever is at number one at performs on Top Of The Pops gets a special treat..."
"What - a bottle of champagne?" smiled Gareth, unknowingly.
"Well...not quite," laughed Dec, placing his hand on Gareth's shoulder.
"You see," continued Will, "You get...er...to have sex with someone..." Gareth couldn't believe it, and laughed out loud.
"You're kidding!" he laughed.
"No..." said Will, and Gareth slowly realised Will was being serious. "It's a tradition apparently, and whoever is performing in the number one slot gets to shag whoever they want. And the other person has to go along with it - they can't refuse."
"So I can shag..." murmured Gareth.
"-or be shagged by-" interrupted Will.
"...anyone I like..." continued Gareth, slowly coming round to the crazy idea.
"I was confused at first," smiled Will, "But it's amazing, I can tell you!"
"Who did you have?" asked Ant.
"Oh, well I performed twice, so I got two - and I chose Jamie Theakston for the first week, and then I had a threesome with two of the Westlife lads last week," said Will, grinning as he remembered.
"So I have to choose someone?" asked Gareth.
"Yeah, mate," smiled Dec, "You could have any of the girls in the bar out there!"
"What about you two?" said Gareth, suddenly. Ant and Dec stopped, startled. It was fair to say that they hadn't expected him to say that.
"Us?" they said together.
"Yeah," smiled Gareth. "I don't really fancy girls, you see, and since we've been on Pop Idol, I just thought..." Will smiled, and put his arms round Ant and Dec's shoulders.
"I'll leave you to it," he said, almost laughing, and walked away down the corridor. Gareth smiled again at Ant and Dec, and opened the door to his dressing room.
"You can't refuse - those are the rules," said Gareth, with a stern expression on his face.
"No, it's not that we don't want to..." said Ant, trying to smile.
"We just thought you were straight," continued Dec.
"Well, I'll just have to prove you wrong," smiled Gareth, whipping off his white shirt in a couple of seconds, and throwing it to the floor. His chest was smooth, and not overly muscled, but his cute good looks made him look drop-dead gorgeous at this moment.
Ant and Dec hadn't admitted it to the public, but they were in fact a couple. Ever since their early days on TV, they had fucked each other, and their relationship was now several years old. Looking at Gareth's cute face, and smooth chest, they couldn't help themselves. They looked at each other, and surrendered to the inevitable.
"So," said Ant, "Where shall we start?"
"Well, get you kit off, guys!" laughed Gareth. He couldn't believe his luck - there was actually a tradition of fucking at TOTP! His mouth opened into a wide smile as he watched Ant and Dec pulling their clothes off. The two Geordie lads were slim, and had firm stomachs, thanks to playing football, and some hair on their chests. Ant stripped all the way down to his boxers, which were covered in red spots. "Very attractive!" Gareth laughed as he looked at Ant's blushing face. Dec was soon down to his boxers too, and Gareth was licking his lips.
"OK," smiled Dec, "What now?"
"Now, I think..." said Gareth, with a wink, "You guys need to show me what you're made of!" With that, he undid his white trousers, and pulled them down to his ankles. There was a decent-sized bulge in Gareth's briefs, and Ant and Dec stared at the outline of Gareth's cock through the fabric. They couldn't wait to get their hands, and tongues, on it.
They both walked forwards, and each grabbed one side of Gareth's tight-fitting briefs. With one tug, they both pulled, causing the fabric to rip down the middle, and Gareth's dick was exposed. It hung down from a small patch of black pubes, and Gareth's balls bounced down as the fabric fell away.
Ant and Dec looked at each other once again, and shifted Gareth round so that Ant was in front of him, and Dec behind. The two presenters crouched down to their knees, and the action began. Dec held Gareth by the hips, and sunk his tongue deep into Gareth's crack, licking up and down, and then began pulling Gareth's cheeks apart.
Meanwhile, Ant licked up and down Gareth's cock, and sniffed in the musky scent from Gareth's black pubes. He looked up to Gareth, who was biting his lip, and then took Gareth's cock into his eager mouth. Gareth's cock began to harden fast, and soon it was sticking out to its full 7.5in as Ant sucked it. Gareth's hips were pulled back on forth by the two of the floor, and Gareth gasped when Dec's tongue plunged into his hole.
Dec licked round Gareth's hole, then pushed his tongue forward, further into Gareth. This rimming continued, and Gareth's hole was prepared for a good pounding. Ant was taking all of Gareth's cock into his hot mouth. Gareth was moaning, and sweat began gathering round his dark nipples, then trickled slowly down his stomach. Ant's blowjob and Dec's rimming combined caused a sensation overload, and Gareth grabbed the back of Ant's head, to force his cock to the back of Ant's throat. Ant gagged, and at that moment, Gareth spurted 7 waves of cum down into Ant's mouth. Pulling out of Ant's mouth, he looked down at the two Geordies, and smiled, "Do I get shagged now, boys?"
Ant swallowed the last of Gareth's spunk, and stood up with Dec. They had both got hard while licking and sucking Gareth, and there were now large tents in their boxers. Gareth's hands reached down to pull their boxers away, and their cocks sprang up and slapped their stomachs. Ant's 9in shaft was the longer of the two, while Dec's 8in dick was slightly thicker, and Gareth couldn't control himself.
He sat on the sofa, and slid down, lifting his legs up to his spiky-haired head. Dec decided to go first, and pushed his thick cock hard into Gareth's arse, trying to get as much in as possible. Gareth's almost-virgin arse took a hard stretching, and he cried out to get over the pain. Ant stood behind the sofa, leant over, and held Gareth in place so that Dec could fuck as hard as he could. Dec's cock took a couple of seconds to push in, but he managed it, then started to fuck Gareth's arse for all his worth. Sweat began dribbling down his chest, and his balls hit Gareth's cheeks with every thrust.
He grabbed onto Gareth's hips again to gain leverage, and pushed hard again into Gareth's hole, stretching it further. Gareth's shout of pleasure were suddenly covered up, as Ant put his hand over Gareth's mouth. The two Geordie lads were obviously getting off on taking advantage of the young singer, and having control over him. Dec fucked harder, and Ant kept Gareth still, while Gareth's moans of ecstasy could be heard from behind Ant's hand. After a few minutes, Dec was spent, and shot his load deep into Gareth's arse.
Before Gareth had time to relax, the pair had swapped positions. Ant now plunged his hard cock into Gareth's freshly-stretched hole, and began fucking. There were slight squishing noises, as Ant's pole slid back and forth in Gareth's cum-filled arse, and Ant loved it. Gareth's hips were bounced up and down, as Ant continued thrusting. Dec held Gareth's shoulders now, but began to stroke over Gareth's sweaty chest and stomach, increasing Gareth's pleasure further. Every few seconds, he put his finger into Gareth or Ant's mouth, allowing them to taste Gareth's sweat, and Gareth was moaning continuously from the sensation.
Ant's cock was now bursting, and a few more thrusts brought him to the point of now return. Ant shouted loudly and threw his head back, as his spilled his load into Gareth's arse, mixing with Dec's spunk. The three relaxed, and Ant pulled out of Gareth's hole. The two Geordies stepped back, and smiled.
"Glad to be of service," they said, and walked off to have a shower.
Gareth lay on the sofa, feeling amazing, and he felt a few drops leaking out of his arse. He let out a long sigh, and then heard the door open. It was Will, with a large grin on his face.
"APRIL FOOL!!!" Will shouted, laughing happily. He stopped suddenly when he saw Gareth on the sofa, and his expression changed. "What are you doing?"
"I just had my number one treat!" winked Gareth. Will walked over, and sat next to his sweaty friend on the sofa.
"There isn't really a tradition - it was an April Fool's joke we planned. Did you actually do it?"
Gareth smiled again, "Oh yes..." The pair laughed out loud, and decided there and then that they would make it their own private tradition. Well, boys will be boys...
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That's part 6 - keep your comments, ideas and suggestions coming. I do try to fit your ideas in, so send me anything at muinimula@hotmail.com and I'll do my best to acknowledge it in a story. Look out for the next part soon.