Date: Mon, 25 Mar 2002 00:22:09 +0000
From: Mac Smith <muinimula@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sexy Stars At TOTP, Part 2

Well, there has been a lot going on at the TOTP studios - well, in my
head anyway. These events never really happened, but I like to imagine. I
have nothing to do with Top Of The Pops, or the BBC. I don't know
anything about the sexuality of any celebrities in the stories, and they
have probably never done anything as interesting as this! If only...

..........................................

Since the break-up of Steps, the individual members had been trying to
carve out new solo careers for themselves. Today, Lee found himself at a
loose end, so he decided to pop into the Top Of The Pops studios, to
relive happy memories. Steps had provided the happiest days of his life,
and through it all, he had managed to keep his sexuality a well-covered
secret. The media never knew that he was gay, and only some people in the
music business knew, many of whom he'd fucked during his five years on
the circuit.

He was walking down one corridor of the studio, and could hear a female
voice rehearsing on the stage next-door, sounded like Pink. He looked at
the various photos on the corridor walls, and wasn't looking where he was
going. He happened to gaze rather too long at a photo of an old Steps
performance,when he bumped into someone and was brought down to earth.

"Oh sorry!" said Lee, in shock. He looked away from the photo and found
himself confronted with Shane Filan, one fifth of Westlife, probably the
most successful act in the British charts today, and one of Lee's
favourite fucks.

"Mate! How are you? How are you getting on?" said Shane, excitedly. The
two had not seen each other for several months now, and had not fucked
since Steps' last performance in December.

"Oh...you know...just came over here to reminisce..." said Lee, not in a
very happy voice. Westlife and Steps had been matched against each other
in 'chart wars' in the press many times, but in reality, Lee and Shane
made it practice to have a hot fuck session whenever they bumped into
each other. The rest of Westlife had no idea about Shane's actions, and
at this moment they were all having a kick-around with a football
outside. They would never find out...

"I think I know how to cheer you up..." said Shane seductively, with his
soft Irish voice. The two looked into each other's eyes and connected.
Shane grabbed Lee's hand and, running, dragged him to Westlife's dressing
room. They shut the door behind them, and bolted it. They could not keep
their hands off each other.

Their lips and tongues entwined, and they both breathed heavily. Lee's
hands ran all over the back of Shane's black shirt, and Shane's fingers
rubbed Lee's muscular stomach through his T-shirt. "You know what?" said
Shane suddenly.

"What? Why are we stopping?" said Lee, almost disappointed. Shane gave
Lee a long, hard kiss, biting Lee's bottom lip as he pulled away. "Well?"
asked Lee, still confused. Shane rushed to the door on the other side of
the dressing-room, went through and shut it behind him. Lee was too slow,
and banged on the door impatiently. "Shane!!! Baby, what's going on?" At
that moment, Lee heard running water, and a smile grew on his face.

He stood back, and Shane opened the bathroom door. He had removed his
dark trousers, and stood next to the shower, with his black shirt
half-undone. "I fancied a shower..." smiled Shane, and he laughed as Lee
stepped forward. Lee grabbed hold of Shane's shirt collar, and pulled him
in for a kiss. They both moaned, and Lee's other hand slid down to rub
Shane's hairy stomach. Shane's hands ran through Lee's dark, curly hair
and held his head tightly. The pair separated, and Lee finished
unbuttoning Shane's shirt. He pushed the shirt off Shane's shoulders and
it fell onto the floor.

"I love that tummy of yours..." said Lee, growling, and he dropped down
to lick round Shane's navel. Shane continued to hold the back of Lee's
head as Lee's tongue swirled over Shane's flat stomach, and plunged into
his navel.

"Mmmmmmm...you're good at that, baby," moaned Shane. "It's been too
long..." Shane's hands reached down to pull Lee up for another long kiss,
and then peeled Lee's tight T-shirt up over his head. Lee's body was
firmly muscled, thanks to many hours in the gym, and his six-pack was
already glistening with beads of sweat. "Looking good, mate..." Shane
continued, licking his lips. The pair kissed again, and Lee's strong arms
wrapped around Shane as they pressed their torsos together. They both
moaned again, and then remembered that the shower was on.

"Get those boxers off!" said Lee, in an aggressive tone.

"Hey!" said Shane, raising his eyebrows. "Same goes for you!" The pair
laughed, and Lee pulled down his jeans. The pair stood next to the
shower, wearing only their boxers, and Lee licked his lips as he noticed
Shane's cock peeping out from his waistband. Shane stepped forward and
strongly grabbed Lee's hard cock through his boxers. Lee was taken aback,
and Shane spun Lee around.

"Woah!" shouted Lee, almosty dizzy. He had not expected this rough
treatment, but Shane pressed him up against the wall so that the tent in
his boxers was pressed against the cold wall tiles. Shane stood behind
him, and pulled on Lee's waistband, sliding the boxers down over his
arse. As he did this, Shane leant down and followed the waistband with
his tongue, licking over Lee's buttocks, and down his crack. Lee breathed
out slowly, causing the tile in front of him to steam up. He didn't know
what Shane was going to do next. Shane seemed in a strange mood; one
minute passionate and tender, and next pushy and aggressive. Lee couldn't
concentrate on thinking, though, as he could only close his eyes, and
enjoy the sensation of Shane's tongue in his arse-crack. Shane's licked
around Lee's arsehole, then he licked two fingers, and began to press
into Lee's hole.

"Mmmmmmm...." Lee sighed with pleasure.

"You like that, baby?" said Shane. His accent drove Lee wild, and Shane
pushed harder with his fingers, working in and out of Lee's hole. Lee's
moans and deep breathing grew and Shane's rhythm increased, but just as
Lee was getting sweaty, Shane suddenly stopped, and pulled his fingers
out.

"Shane, man, what's up?" asked Lee, frustrated. He was about to turn
round, when Shane grabbed him forcefully, bent him over and pushed his
head under the shower. Lee was caught short of breath, and swallowed a
load of water. Shane held Lee in position, and slipped his own boxers
off. Grabbing hold of Lee's hips, he pushed as hard as he could to get
his thick, 9in cock deep into Lee's hole. Lee shouted at this 'choking'
sensation, but could not do anything, as the shower water pelted down on
his head and shoulders. Shane managed to get 6in in his first push, then
forced the whole 9in into Lee's stretched hole. Lee had taken cock
before, but the force caused Lee to shout again. Shane continued to
pummel Lee's arse, his cock forcing in and out of his hole like a piston.
Lee was pushed forward and backwards, and could not turn round to get his
head out of the shower. Sweat was pouring down Shane's hairy chest, as
his energy increased, and he pounded Lee's arse still harder.

Lee's shoulders and back were pelted with water, and he kept his head
down so he could breathe, but he shouted with pleasure at Shane's amazing
fucking. Shane's sweat ran down his stomach, and started to dampen his
crotch. Lee felt Shane's pubic hair on his arse at every thrust, and
Shane's speed increased further.

Shane began shouting as loud as Lee, but the noise of the shower made
sure nobody outside knew what what going on. Shane looked down at Lee,
and smiled, then closed his eyes as he approached the point of no return.
With a final burst, he pulled Lee's shoulders out of the shower and gave
two final, forceful thrusts, before he came.

"Mmmmmmmmm...AAHhhhhhhhhh...!" Shane pulled his cock, coated with spunk,
out of Lee's arse. He began to get his breath back as he collapsed on the
bath-mat. Lee took the opportunity to turn round, and shake the water
from his hair and face. Lee was also out of breath, but had a huge smile
on his face after an amazing fuck. Shane's sweat-soaked hairy chest
received a spattering of water from Lee. Shane looked up and saw Lee's
hard, veiny, 10in cock sticking out of a mass of dark curly hair. Lee's
body was much smoother than Shane's, and his strong shoulders, pecs and
abs were glistening with beads of water. He was irresistible.

Lee hadn't quite got his breath back when Shane sat up off the floor and
began to suck Lee's dick. Lee was, again, taken aback by Shane, and he
let out a long moan. This, he thought, was his reward for being
half-drowned in the shower. Shane licked up and down Lee's veiny shaft,
then moved his head round to suck Lee's balls. The pair moaned again, and
Lee's hand reached down to stroke Shane's spiky-haired scalp. Shane
manoevred himself round again and took all of Lee's cock into his mouth,
so that Lee's pubes were up against his nose. Lee gave a loud moan,
"Yessssss..." and he pushed on the back of Shane's head.

He couldn't help but give back a bit of aggression after such a hard
fuck, so he began to thrust into Shane's mouth and face-fuck the Westlife
singer. His hands closed round the back of Shane's head, so he couldn't
move back, and his strong arms held him there. Shane's moans grew, and
Lee looked down to see Shane slurping over his shaft. This image drove
him wild, and he thrust harder. Sweat grew in beads, and ran down his
defined muscles, and they tensed as he continued thrusting. He was almost
ready when he released Shane's head. Shane's mouth left Lee's cock, and
his head went back in a rebound. Lee's cock then spurted over Shane's
face, covering his forehead, cheeks and chin with drops of spunk. Lee let
out a loud shout of ecstasy, as the last spurts fell on Shane's hairy
chest.

Shane licked his lips, tasting Lee's juice, and he couldn't help but
laugh. "Nice aim, there...!" he laughed. Lee knelt down to Shane's level,
and kissed him. Then Lee pulled up and licked all over Shane's face, and
round his chin, swallowing as much of his own cum as he could. They
kissed again and lay down on the bath-mat, staring up at the shower.

"Wow, mate! You were so aggressive..." said Lee, still breathing heavily.
"Was anything wrong?"

Shane's cum-stained lips curled up into a smile, and he laughed, "Well,
the other lads all scored penalties against me outside..."
..........................................

Well that's part two - another fantasy of mine. People wanted it
aggressive, so I tried. Thanks for all your comments, and keep
suggestions coming to muinimula@hotmail.com . I'll try to acknowledge
your ideas as much as I can. Look out for the next instalment soon.