Date: Sat, 30 Mar 2002 22:53:58 +0000
From: Mac Smith <muinimula@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sexy Stars At TOTP, Part 4

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.