Date: Sun, 23 May 1999 15:12:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chase Donovon <chase_donovon@yahoo.com>
Subject: Vida Loca 3

  Note: This story is fictional. I wish it had happened, and hope it
will one day, but it's not true and isn't meant to reflect on Ricky
Martin's sexuality. Although the gossip columns have been doing that
plenty!


   "What? Did you think I was going to let you go that easily? The
night is young. We're going to have a lot more fun," Ricky smiled,
moving towards me again.
   I felt a surge of disbelief. Not only had I just given Ricky Martin
a blow job, he wanted more from me! If this was a dream, I sure as hell
didn't ever want to wake up.
   Ricky brought his mouth to mine again and I felt his hot tongue slip
inside and dart around, as if looking for any last traces of his own
sweet cum.
   I began to tug at the bottom of Ricky's skin tight t-shirt,
desperate to see that gorgeous body in the flesh. Ricky pulled back
from the kiss and grinned at me as he raised his arms in the air to
make my work a little easier.
   My eyes took in what had to be the most beautiful sight in the world
as I slowly pulled up Ricky's shirt, revealing first his perfectly
toned abs and then his sexy chest.
   The t-shirt discarded, I lowered my head, covering on of Ricky's
nipples with my mouth. I licked and nibbled on it like it was candy,
causing Ricky to moan and throw his head back in pleasure. I moved my
mouth hungrily down his torso, sucking and licking every inch of his
chest and stomach as I made my way down.
   There was a knock on the door just as I reached Ricky's belly
button. "Yeah?" Ricky called over his shoulder.
   "Carlos," was the only response. Ricky smiled down at me for a
second and then turned towards the door. I stood up and watched Ricky
walk to the door shirtless. I wondered for a second what Carlos would
think. Apparently, though, he was used to this sort of thing, or at
least good at hiding his surprise. He just pushed in the room service
cart and stood waiting for Ricky's next instructions.
   Ricky lifted up the tops of each dish and then nodded. "Thanks, man.
See you tomorrow morning." Carlos nodded and turned to go, his eyes
meeting mine for a brief second before Ricky closed the door.
   "Do you want to eat now, or later?" Ricky asked.
   "I think we should work up an appetite first," I said, smiling.
   "My kind of guy," Ricky grinned. We stood staring at each other
across the room for a few seconds, and then Ricky slowly reached down
and undid his pants. He let them drop to the floor and then moved
towards me, completely naked.
   For a second, my heart stopped beating. But then instinct kicked in.
Ricky may have the body of a God, but he's still just any other guy,
right? I'd been with plenty of guys, so there was no reason to feel
intimidated, was there?
   "I have to tell you something," Ricky whispered as he reached me.
   "What?" I asked.
   "You give great head," Ricky smiled.
   "Thanks. How are you in that department?" I asked, raising an
eyebrow.
   "I think I'll let you decide for yourself. Lets take this in the
bedroom, though. That's where I do my best work," Ricky said, dropping
one hand to the front of my pants and caressing my hard cock through
the fabric.
   Ricky turned and led the way to the suite's large bedroom. I
followed, my eyes glued to his naked ass as he walked. As soon as we
were in the room, Ricky turned quickly and literally ripped the shirt
from my body in one movement. I gasped, shocked and incredibly turned
on by the gesture, despite the fact that it had been my favorite shirt.
   Ricky pushed me backwards onto the king size bed and began to attack
my chest and stomach with his mouth, moving up and down rapidly, his
tongue covering every inch with dizzying speed while his hands
continued to caress my cock through my pants.
   Dropping off the edge of the bed, Ricky's face was on the same level
with my crotch. He undid my pants and pulled them down around my
ankles. He began to run his tongue around the outline of my cock, still
shrouded in my black briefs. He paid special attention to the spot that
was damp with my pre-cum.
   I moaned, feeling pure ecstasy already, before he'd even taken me
into his mouth. I didn't have to wait too long, though. After a few
minutes of further soaking my breifs with his saliva, he grabbed ahold
of the waistband. I raised my ass off the bed and the briefs were gone
in a flash, revealing my achingly hard manhood.
   Ricky buried his nose in my blonde pubic hair, inhaling my scent for
a long moment like it was perfume. Then he slowly ran his tongue down
the length of my cock, starting at it's head. He moved very slowly,
running his tongue down my pole like it was an ice cream cone, his eyes
on my face.
   When he reached it's base, he went further down, gently sucking my
balls into his mouth one at a time. I was already having to hold myself
back from cumming, and the blow job had barely begun!
   Ricky started back up my cock again with his tongue, just as slowly
and tantalizingly as before. This time, though, when he reached it's
head he shocked me by quickly swallowing over half of it down his
throat in one movement. I gasped, clenching my fists and grinding my
teeth together to prevent the orgasm that almost erupted.
   Ricky was obviously no beginner when it came to sucking cock. He
continued to move downwards, taking the remaining inches down his
throat slowly. Only one other person had ever been able to deep throat
my cock, and that had been nothing like what Ricky was now doing.
   When his nose was once again buried in my pubic hair, this time with
my entire cock down his throat, he stopped once more to inhale my
scent. I was on the brink of losing my mind, the sensations were so
incredible. Ricky glance up at my face again and then truly got to
work. Everything he'd done up to that minute had been but a prelude to
what came now.
   Ricky began to move his head up and down swiftly, swallowing my cock
to it's base on each downward movement and keeping only the tip still
in his mouth on each upward swing. His tongue continued to tantalize
me, swirling around my cock head. Ricky moved one hand down to my balls
and began to squeeze and rub them gently. It took all the strength of
mind I'd ever had to not cum right then. I wanted this amazing blow job
to last forever.
   After a few minutes of playing with my balls, Ricky's hand suddenly
dropped lower, and I felt it slip underneath me. Before my mind could
even begin to process this latest development, one of Ricky's fingers
was pushing against my asshole. I groaned in pure ecstasy as it finally
made it's way inside of me. Ricky's mouth never stopped it's work on my
cock and his eyes never left my face.
   Slowly his finger began to slide in and out of my rectum, sending
shivers up and down my spine. Suddenly, he found my prostate and began
to rub it mercilessly as he increased the speed of his movements on my
cock.
   I couldn't stand it any longer! I let out an almost inhuman scream
of agony and pleasure as every muscle in my body tightened and I felt
the tip of my cock explode with cum. The first shot went into Ricky's
waiting mouth, and I saw his throat contract as he swallowed my cum. He
pulled it out, though, and the rest of it all landed squarely on his
face.
   I fell backwards on the bed, completely exhausted. I looked down at
Ricky and was amazed at the amount of cum he'd milked from my balls. He
entire face was covered with it and he was darting his tongue around,
trying to swallow what he could.
   "Want to give me a hand, Chase? Or a tongue?" Ricky smiled.
   I sat up, amazed that I still had the strength to even do that.
Leaning forward, I ran my tongue up Ricky's cheek, taking in a large
load of my cum. Holding it in my mouth, I leaned forward and kissed
Ricky, our tongues meeting as we shared the tangy results of Ricky's
work.
   After a few minutes, there was no cum left anywhere. I fell
backwards again, and Ricky reached down and pulled my pants and briefs,
still bunched around my ankles, off over my shoes. I felt him untying
my shoes and pulling both them and my socks off. Now we were both
entirely naked, but I felt too exhausted to do anything about it. It
was as if Ricky had drained the very life from me with his mouth.
   "Well, what's the verdict?" Ricky asked, flopping down beside me on
the bed. I glanced over, not surprised to see that he had a very
noticeable hardon throbbing between his legs.
   "That was mind numbing, Ricky. I've never felt like that in my life.
You must have been specially trained in the art of giving head," I
sighed, smiling.
   "Gracias. I do what I can," Ricky smiled. "So, have you worked up
that appetite yet?"
   "To be honest, I don't think I have the strength to eat," I
admitted. Ricky laughed and ran a hand slowly down my chest, stopping
as he reached my cock. I groaned as he took my sensitive member in his
hand and began to slowly jack me off.
   "Do you think you have the strength for anything besides eating?"
Ricky softly whispered in my ear before he began to nibble on it.
   "You're going to kill me, you know," I smiled as I felt my cock
coming back to life in his hand. "What exactly did you have in mind?"
   "I need you inside of me, Chase. Can you do that for me?" Ricky
asked, moving his mouth from my ear down to my neck, kissing and
sucking gently.
   Could I do that for him? Ricky Martin wanted me inside of him. This
was the most incredible day of my life. Still, I had to play it cool.
Being worshiped by people was an every day occurance to Ricky. I didn't
want to fall into that category. I wanted him to think of me as an
equal, not as a willing fan.
   "I think I could manage that. I guess it's only fair after that
incredible blow job," I smiled. Ricky looked down into my eyes and
smiled. I started to sit up, but Ricky placed a hand on my sweaty chest
to keep me in place.
   "No. You're tired. I'll do all the work. I've got a lot of energy to
burn off," he said, smiling. I rested my head on the bed and looked up
at him, amazed that this beautiful guy was so great.
   He moved his hands back down to my cock and continued to stroke it
back to life. It didn't take very long, with his deft movements and
with my eyes taking in that beautiful naked body of his. When I was
back to full mast, Ricky reached for the bedside table and I watched, a
little relieved, as he unwrapped a condom and slowly rolled it into
place over my cock.
   "I don't have any lube. Will you?" Ricky asked softly. I nodded and
he swung himself around until his beautiful ass was in my face. I felt
him going down on my condom-clad cock, lubing it up, as I began to lick
and suck his tight, pink asshole. Usually I didn't go in for rimming,
but Ricky tasted incredibly clean and sweet. Too soon, he pulled away,
feeling that I'd gotten him wet enough.
   Ricky looked down at me and smiled as he slowly eased himself down
on my cock. I gasped as I felt his tight, warm ass swallow my meat, the
sensations ripping through my body as Ricky began to ride me.
   My eyes were glued to his face as it contorted in pain and then in
pleasure. He'd never looked so beautiful before, as he moaned and
sighed in delight.
   "Oh, yeah. That feels so good Chase. You cock feels so nice inside
of me," Ricky groaned. "Si, si," he sighed. I reached up and took ahold
of his hard cock, which was sticking straight up, throbbing with
readiness. I began to stroke it, slowly at first, but than more quickly
as Ricky began to ride my cock faster.
   "Yeah, oh Si!" Ricky yelled. Without warning, his cock erupted in my
hand, his  hot cum hitting my face and chest. The look of pure joy on
Ricky's face sent me over the edge and I felt myself cumming for the
second time that night, filling the condom deep within Ricky's ass.
   We remained in that position for a little while, catching our
breath. Then Ricky slowly got up, my softening cock sliding out of his
ass. He moved over so that he was again lying next to me on the bed.
   "Thank you, Chase. That was incredible," he whispered in my ear.
   "You're incredible, Ricky. I should be thanking you," I murmured. My
eyes felt too heavy to stay open and I could feel sleep fast
approaching, as much as I was trying to fight it.
   "Okay, we're both incredible," Ricky smiled. "Are you hungry?"
   "No.. Just tired," I managed to say, before the heavy cloud of sleep
engulfed me. It may have been a dream, but I could have sworn I felt
Ricky's lips softly kissing my forehead and heard the soft whisper of
the words "Sleep well, Mi amor."

  That's part 3! I know, I know, it took FOREVER. Sorry! Should I keep
going? Or should I just leave it right where it is, a sort of happy
ending? Thanks for all the GREAT emails, everyone. I know I haven't
gotten to answer all of them yet, but I appreciate them!
chase_donovon@yahoo.com