Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2000 00:07:43 GMT
From: Irda Majere <jack_kea@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ronan's Exploits, Part III

And now for part three. I know it ends kinda abruptly, but I hope to
continue with it soon. I'm kinda busy with my new story at the moment, so I
don't know when I'll add to this one. The new one's called Something Else,
it's also about Ronan. Go check it out! It's far less sexual than this one,
and quite different from most other boy band stories....

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and I know Ro probably isn't gay. If
you're not supposed to be here, go away. If you're allowed to be here,
enjoy!

Send all your comments to: jack_kea@hotmail.com

Thanks for reading!

Ronan's Exploits
By Irda Majere

Part III

	Because of the night's antics,
I only got a few hours sleep, so when I woke up I was far from fully rested.
Yvonne noticed this and at breakfast she asked if I'd slept ok.
"I woke up
at about two am and you were gone," she said, "where were you?" After some
very quick thinking, I replied:
"I couldn't sleep so I went over to Shane's
room and watched some TV with him."
Of course she believed me, and with a
smile and a kiss she dropped the subject.
"So," I said, "are you and Jack
coming to watch the rehearsals today? It's the first session for the new
show so it should be funny."
Finishing a bite of breakfast she had in her
mouth, she replied:
"I was going to meet a friend of mine who lives in
London in town today, she really wants to see Jack. Is that okay?"
I stood
up and got my jacket.
"Of course it is, " I said and gave her a kiss. "Your
loss," I called as I searched the room for my wallet.
Promising to call her
later that day, I left and went over to Shane's room, whom I was going to
share a cab with.

	I knocked on the door, almost as nervous as I'd been the
night before when I'd successfully seduced my bandmate, but without thinking
of the consequences. 'Did he really mean all that "you're mine" stuff?' I
thought to myself. 'Does he think we're together now, and that I must
divorce my wife? Or was it all just a joke....' All these thoughts and many
more were running through my head as the door opened. I cautiously stepped
into the room as if I thought Shane was going to jump on me and bite my head
off. The door quickly closed behind me and I felt arms wrap around my waist
from behind.
"Good morning," Shane said before proceeding to kiss my neck.
I turned around to face him.
"Hi," was all I could manage because Shane was
staring right at me, making me even more nervous. "Umm, about last night..."

"What about it?" he said, running his fingers through my hair without
shifting his gaze.
"Did you mean what you said, about me being yours?" I
laughed nervously. "You were just kidding, right? I mean, we're both married
and all."
"Don't you want to be with me?" He wrapped his arms around my
waist and pulled me closer to him. Then, without giving me a chance to
answer, he leaned down and gently kissed me on the lips. Soon he slipped his
tongue in my mouth and I gave in. I returned his embrace and eagerly kissed
him back. After a moment, I broke the kiss and lay my head on his chest. I
did want to be with him. At least a part of me did, the other part still
loved my wife. But there was one problem: My wife could no longer please me
physically. After the incident with Arek, I had tried having sex with her
several times, and it just didn't do anything for me anymore. Shane could
give me what my wife couldn't, so I gave in to my lust.
"Yes, I do want
you, Shane," I said. "But I'm not leaving Yvonne."
He sighed.
"I know
you're not." He smiled strangely, if a bit knowingly. "Not yet, anyway."
Not
liking that answer, I decided to drop it anyway. Shane was over by the mini
bar, looking for something to drink.
"You want anything?" he asked.
"No, I'm
fine," I replied as he walked over with a bottle of water. He sat himself
down on the sofa, and I went and sat on his lap after removing my jacket. We
weren't in a hurry, really, I had just left my room early so I'd get a
chance to talk to Shane.

We just sat and talked for a while, but then I
decided to tease my man a bit. Without any warning, I slid my hands down his
trousers and inside his underwear. He was about to take a sip of his water,
but stopped abruptly when he felt my hand on his cock. I began caressing it,
all the while kissing his neck.
"Oh, yeah," he said as he closed his eyes,
"I like this..."
"What about this?" I said as I slid from his lap and down
to the floor. I got on my knees in front of him and undid his trousers. He
raised his hips and drew a sharp breath as I engulfed his hard member in my
mouth.
"Even better," he gasped as I pushed it further down my throat. If I
could take Arek all the way in, I could take Shane.
I started working his
cock harder and harder, bringing him closer and closer, but before he
managed to reach orgasm, I quickly stood up.
"We're getting kind of late, I
think we better hurry," I said as I ran out of the room. I called the
elevator, and just as it opened a very angry Shane reached my side. Luckily
there were lots of people in the elevator, so my furious bandmate had to
keep cool on the way down.

He didn't say anything as we drove to the arena.
I knew he would try to get his back later so I made a mental note to have
someone near me at all times while we were practicing.
We managed to get
there on time and after a quick "hello, how have you been?" to all the
people we hadn't seen for a while, the practicing began. Because I do most
of the singing, I do least of the dancing, and I was very glad for that that
day, 'cause my arse wasn't at it's best after last night.
When we took a
break, I saw Shane Filan from Westlife watching from the side of the stage.
As I walked towards him, he started clapping his hands.
"You were great,"
he said as I came up to him.
"Thanks," I replied with a smile and asked him
if he'd accompany me to the snack room to get a drink. He accepted and we
made our way down the hall.
"Can I come to the show tonight?" he asked as I
drank my bottle of water.
"Sure," I replied, "the guys coming?"
"No, just
me. Nicky's off somewhere with his girlfriend, Bryan's with his family and
the others are up in Sligo."
I nodded and said he should just come by our
hotel before we went to the arena and he could get a lift with us.

"Thanks," he said with a smile.
"No problem," I said, returning the
smile.
Now that I'd grown an interest in men's appearance, I suddenly
noticed how cute little Filan was. And then I mean cute the way puppies are
cute. There was just something so sweet and innocent about him, it was
almost too much. 'Wouldn't mind dragging him down to my level,' I thought to
myself, 'he'd probably look good, naked on his knees in front of me, those
big brown eyes staring lustfully up at me.' I smiled at the thought,
realising it sounded like me when I had knelt in front of my huge bodyguard.
I felt myself getting aroused at the mental image. Filan noticed my
grin.
"What's so funny?" he asked .
"Nothing," I said matter-of-factly.
'Just thinking what you could do with that cute little mouth of yours,' I
added in my mind.
He dismissed the subject and began talking about what he
and the band were doing after their break. While he went on about studio
sessions, I started entertaining the idea of seducing him. I was pretty sure
he was gay. The other guys in the band sometimes said they'd seen him
checking out guys, and I must admit, sometimes I could have sworn I'd  seen
him checking me out. I decided to make a little experiment on him and check
if I was right, that he did have thing for me.
As we made our way back to
the stage area, I said: "Damn, it's really hot in here. I'm sweating like a
pig, I think I'll go and change my shirt." I removed the T-shirt I had on.
"Will you come with me?" I asked Filan casually.
He swallowed and replied:
"Sure."
As I stood in the dressing room and looked for the extra shirt I'd
brought, I kept an eye on little Filan. 'Yep,' I thought to myself, 'he's
definitely checking me out.'
He started looking very uncomfortable, shifting
from one foot to another.
"You okay?" I feigned concern as I walked closer
to him, placing my hand on his arm.
He tensed up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." He
paused before blurting out: "Shouldn't we hurry? The break's almost
over."
"Found it!" I said triumphantly and held up the shirt (which I'd
known the whereabouts of the whole time, of course). When I'd slipped it on,
I noticed a tell-tale tent in Filan's trousers. I walked over to him and
leaned in close.
"Now where did that come from," I whispered in his ear as I
grabbed the hard bulge. Filan immediately tensed up again. After only a few
seconds I let go and walked out of the room, leaving poor Filan behind,
totally confused and completely turned on.
As we continued practice, I
noticed that Filan was back in his place at the side of the stage, watching
us do our thing. I started planning the last part of my scheme, and as I
thought about it more and more, the more I started looking forward to
it.

When practice finally finished, I walked over to Filan, who was
chatting with Stevie.
"Shane, will you wait for me while I take a shower? We
can go do something if you want, since we've both got the day off."
"Yeah,
sure," he replied, obviously still very uncomfortable.
I smiled. "Thanks," I
said and hurried off to the shower.

But as I entered the bathroom, I saw
that someone was in the shower. I noticed a pile of clothes on the floor and
discovered it was Shane. Knowing it was the cleverest thing to do,
considering the scary revengehe probably had in store for me after today's
events, I quietly removed my clothes and stepped into the shower.
"Hey,
baby," I said as I wrapped my arms around him from behind.
"I was wondering
when you'd come begging for forgiveness," Shane replied.
"I'm sorry about
today," I said as I rubbed his stomach, "it was just a joke."
"Well I didn't
find it very funny," he said as he moved my hand down to his cock. I took
the hint and began pulling at his member which was already hard. He'd
obviously been preparing for a one-man-show before I'd shown up.
Never
letting go of his cock, I went down on my knees behind him. This was my
first time rimming someone, so I wasn't too sure what to do. Imitating
Shane's actions when he'd pleased me this way, I started licking at his
hole. At this, Shane let out a moan and insisted that I'd continue. I let go
of his shaft so I could use both hands pleasuring his backside. He didn't
seem to mind at all, because shortly after I started thrusting my tongue in
and out of his hole, his moaning became louder and louder. In no time at
all, Shane released his load into his hand, which he had been using to add
to his pleasure.
I moved around to face him and cleaned the rest of his
spunk which remained on  the head of his softening member. Then I stood up
and gave him a deep kiss.
"Does that make up for my misbehaving?" I
questioned.
He smiled. "Barely, but I'll let you go this time."
I finished
washing myself and quickly got dressed to go meet little Filan. He was
waiting patiently, if a bit worriedly, by the front door.
"Sorry I took so
long," I said apologetically.
"That's okay," he said, and meant it. He'd
probably liked that little extra time to get his head together about what
was going on with him and me.