Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2003 23:50:06 +0000
From: Blue Boy <blueboy3649@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blue Love Part 2

The usual disclaimers:

This story contains scenes of a sexual nature between consenting adult males
and if this offends you, or if you are underage, or prohibited by law from
viewing such material, leave now.

This story is a work of fiction. It is a figment of my over-active
imagination. Nothing in this story should be taken to imply that any members
of the band Blue are gay or that the events portrayed are in any way real or
based on knowledge of actual events or people, no matter how much you would
like them to be. I have no personal knowledge about their private lives.

Thanks to those of you who responded with comments about Part One, hope you
enjoy this one just as much, and keep the emails coming to let me know what
you think - blueboy3649@hotmail.com


PART 2 -- WET DREAMIN'

Lee took another shower to wash off the mess he'd made over himself, and
went up to the bar to join the rest of the Blue lads. They all had a couple
of drinks and chatted excitedly about how well tonight's gig had gone, but
Lee was quieter and more distant than his usual self. He was still in a
state of shock and wonder at how much he'd just enjoyed Duncan's wank and
blowjob.

Duncan, having noticed the effect he'd seemingly had on Lee, was wearing a
satisfied smirk on his face. Lee looked at him and wondered how many other
dicks he'd sucked before. Simon and Anthony, completely oblivious to Lee's
change of mood and Duncan's smirk, continued to discuss the gig.

They were all exhausted from the show, and had an early start the next
morning, so after a couple of drinks, they all went back to their rooms for
an early night. Anthony's girlfriend was on the tour with them, so they
shared a room, and the other three would take it in turns to share a twin
and have a room on their own. Duncan and Anthony were sharing a room, which
meant Lee was on his own tonight.

Lee got back to his room and started to undress. Whenever he had a room to
himself, he would usually sleep naked. He stripped down to his boxers, and
then slid them down, letting them fall to his ankles. He glanced down at his
dick, recalling with a smile that not long ago it had been inside Duncan's
mouth. Still smiling, he climbed into bed and turned out the light.

He lay there reflecting on the evening's events, and subconsciously started
touching his cock and balls, and running his fingers through his thick
blonde pubes. In no time at all, Lee found he was rock hard and horny again.

He pulled his foreskin back, and touched the sensitive head, sighing with
pleasure. He closed his eyes and started stroking his cock, gently at first,
before gradually picking up pace. He used his other hand to run his fingers
through his pubes again, as this always turned him on.

As he wanked in bed, Lee slowly opened his legs and moved his hand from his
pubes down to the inside of his thigh. Then he did something he'd never done
before --he pressed his finger against his arsehole. He trembled at the
sensation, then tentatively started to insert his finger into his hole. It
felt a little weird at first, because he'd never had anything up there
before, but he found he liked it, and soon he had his whole finger moving in
and out of his tight virgin hole. It was a different sort of pleasure to sex
or wanking.

Lee lay there in the dark, simultaneously jacking off and finger-fucking
himself under the covers, and soon he had shot his load all over himself for
the second time in two hours. Using his fingers, he rubbed his creamy spunk
all around his chest and nipples, like it was massage oil. And then he did
something else he had never done before; he took some cum on the tip of his
finger and brought it to his mouth. Hesitating a little, he stuck his tongue
out and licked it off. It was a strange, salty taste, and he wasn't sure
about it. But he took some more and decided he could get used to the taste.
He started wondering whether Duncan's cum would taste the same as his, what
Duncan's cock looked like, whether it was bigger or smaller than Lee's,
whether his pubes were as bushy, what colour they were and whether he'd ever
get the chance to find any of this out. He fell asleep still thinking about
Duncan.

**********************************************

The next morning, the boys were due in a meeting first thing to discuss,
amongst other things, promotion plans for the next single. Joining the boys
were their manager, PR lady and various other people from the management
company and the record label. They'd hired a conference room in the hotel
and the twelve of them were seated along both sides of a table, Lee in
between Anthony and Simon, and Duncan opposite him.

TV shows and magazine names were mentioned, and ideas for the video were
being thrown about, but Lee wasn't taking in a word of what was being said;
his mind was elsewhere. Duncan was playing with his dick, Duncan was giving
him the best blowjob ever... As the memories of Lee's first ever gay
experience returned to him, they were making him as horny as hell again, and
his hand automatically slid down to his crotch under the table. He gave his
dick a firm squeeze through the material of his jeans and it responded with
an eager twitch. Before he could stop himself, Lee had a boner again. He put
one hand on the table and moved his chair further underneath to make sure
there was no chance of anyone seeing what he was up to with the other hand.
Feeling like a naughty schoolboy, he slowly unzipped his flies. He knew he
was living dangerously but he was feeling so horny he couldn't help it. He
slid a finger into his boxer fly and ran it along the length of his stiff
cock, which gave another little jolt. Had he not been surrounded by people,
this would have been accompanied by a long, satisfying moan. He moved his
finger under his foreskin and touched the head. Drops of precum oozed onto
his fingertip. He moved his hand out from under the table and put the tip of
his finger in his mouth, under the pretence of biting his nails, bringing
back the familiar salty taste from last night.

Lee's hand returned under the table and this time he slowly, cautiously,
took his dick out to meet the air. It felt good for it to be released.
Careful not to make it look too obvious, he started moving his fingers up
and down his shaft. Whenever someone was speaking, he would look at them so
it looked like he was paying attention, when in actual fact he wasn't
hearing a word they were saying. He was too busy enjoying the sensation of a
slow wank under the table, buzzing with the added thrill of knowing he was
doing it surrounded by a room of people, all of them completely unaware of
the concealed actions taking place under the table.

"What do you think, Lee?" came a voice. Lee looked up at the sound of his
name, startled. It was Fiona, one of the record company people, and he had
no idea what she was talking about.

"Lee?" repeated Fiona.

"Sorry, I... I was miles away," said Lee, and flashed a quick look at
Duncan, who had a thin smile on his face. Duncan had guessed the cause of
Lee's lack of concentration, and had a pretty good idea what Lee's hand was
doing under the table.

"A raunchy look for the next video?" asked Fiona impatiently.

"Yeah, sounds good to me," said Lee eagerly, pretending suddenly to be rapt
with attention.

"So we're all agreed..." continued Fiona, and her words again trailed off in
Lee's mind.

Meanwhile, Duncan was casually playing with the ring on his finger, slipping
it on and off. He was eyeing Lee with mild amusement, and Lee was sure that
once or twice, he directly at the point where Lee was playing with his
exposed dick, as if he could see through the table. Becoming increasingly
turned on, Lee continued his subtle wanking.

Duncan slipped his ring off a little too forcefully, and "accidentally" let
it drop on the floor.

"Sorry," he muttered, and then pulled his chair back and, much to Lee's
horror, disappeared under the table in search of it. Panicking, Lee let go
of his dick. Duncan's suspicions were confirmed and next thing Lee knew,
Duncan was squeezing and stroking his cock under the table for a few
seconds, before re-appearing clutching the ring, and coolly sliding it back
on his finger.

"Sorry," he repeated, taking his seat again and trying to hide a huge,
mischievous grin. Lee stared at him amazement, unable to believe what he'd
just done. Seeing the look on Lee's face made Duncan want to burst out in
laughter, and he had to cover his mouth with his hands to stop anyone
noticing his amusement.

"Something funny, Duncan?" asked Fiona.

"No, I'm sorry... I'm... just in one of those moods," said Duncan, no longer
bothering to hide his grin.

"And Lee, are you still with us?" she asked, the way a school teacher would
scold a pupil in class. Now Lee definitely felt like a naughty schoolboy.

"Yeah," mumbled Lee, quickly forcing a smile.

"Right, let's carry on, then," she said, clearly a little annoyed at the
lack of attention the boys were paying to the meeting. Even Simon and
Anthony, unaware of what was going on, were eyeing Lee inquisitively.

Fiona resumed a discussion about which TV shows they were booked for, and
Lee reached down carefully and put his dick away, resolving to pay attention
to the rest of the meeting.

**********************************************

After lunch, the boys had a couple of interviews and a photo shoot, and it
was evening by the time they were ready to jump on to the tourbus and move
on to the next city on the tour, where they were playing tomorrow night.

Throughout the day, Duncan and Lee acted completely normally with each
other, as if nothing had happened between them, and even on the odd few
occasions when they were alone and out of earshot of anybody, knowing
glances was the most that was exchanged on the extra-curricular activities
of the previous night.

They arrived at the hotel at around ten, and tonight it was Simon's turn to
have a room to himself, which meant that Lee and Duncan were sharing.

Lee didn't know whether this was a good or a bad thing; he was struggling to
fight his attraction to Duncan, and this worried him. He'd never really
thought about guys before, certainly not the way he'd been thinking about
Duncan these past twenty four hours.

The day's interviews and photo shoots had been particularly gruelling, so
the boys all opted for an early night. Even as Lee and Duncan unpacked in
their room, they were still acting completely normally with each other,
talking casually about the day's events, and Duncan even commented on how
good-looking one of the female interviewers had been. But Lee didn't want to
talk about girls tonight, in fact he didn't want to do much talking at all
tonight. He wanted their bodies to do the talking instead. The trouble was,
he was too uncomfortable making the first move, so he was constantly on the
look out for some kind of sign from Duncan.

As the boys were getting ready for bed, Duncan emerged from the bathroom
with his top off, wearing just a pair of combat pants. Lee hadn't taken much
notice of Duncan's body before, but it suddenly occurred to him how much of
a hunk he was. "Dunc the hunk," he thought to himself with a smile. Sensing
opportunity, Lee quickly removed his top to reveal his equally sexy young
body. But Duncan walked past him without acknowledging the gesture, and went
to stand by the window, casually gazing down at the street.

Just as casually, Lee started fingering his nipples, hoping that Duncan
would notice.

"I'm shagged," said Duncan, now turning round and taking his trousers off to
reveal a sexy pair of Calvin Kleins, still without even flinching at the
sight of Lee subtly rubbing his chest. Before Lee got a chance to properly
check out the package he was concealing in his boxers, Duncan climbed into
bed. Lee stopped playing with his nipples, disappointed. He couldn't decide
whether Duncan genuinely hadn't noticed, or whether he was deliberately
playing hard to get. He even wondered whether he'd entirely imagined last
night's events.

Frustrated, Lee took his trousers off for bed, and in a last ditch attempt
to get Duncan's attention, he also stripped off his boxers.

"Night then," he said to Duncan.

Duncan turned his head to face Lee's naked body.

"Night," said Duncan, cool as anything, and looking Lee right in the eye.
Then he turned round and went to sleep.

Lee lay awake for a while, trying to figure out whether he was going mad,
before finally drifting off to sleep.

**********************************************

That night, Lee had the strangest dream he could ever remember having.

He was naked and hard, and bent over with his legs spread, and Duncan was
pumping his hot meat into him from behind. With every thrust he would feel
Duncan's pubes brush against his butt cheeks. At the same time, Lee felt
Anthony's pubes on his lips, as he had Anthony's seven hard inches in his
mouth and was sucking hungrily.

"Oh yeah, that feels so fuckin' good, man," moaned Anthony.

Lee took Anthony's cock out of his mouth, and wanting to please him even
more, started licking and sucking on his hairy balls, as Anthony's moaning
grew louder. Lee was also aware of the pain that surged through him with
every one of Duncan's thrusts, but it was a strangely pleasurable pain, and
Lee wanted more and more of it.

He looked up at Anthony's face. His eyes were closed, as he enjoyed Lee's
mouthwork. He was wearing nothing but an unbuttoned shirt, and Lee ran his
hands up Anthony's body, stroking his lovely, furry chest, and finding his
erect nipples. Then Lee looked down Anthony's hairy legs and saw that, as
well as the shirt, he was wearing a pair of white socks, and this really
turned Lee on.

Suddenly Lee felt something warm and wet on the end of his cock and looked
down to find Shane from Westlife sucking on it. Nicky from Westlife was, in
turn, sucking off Shane, who had the biggest cock Lee had ever seen. He
guessed it was at least ten inches, and Nicky was visibly struggling to get
it all in his mouth.

Duncan had stopped fucking him now, and was walking over to the Westlife
boys with an eager grin on his face. Duncan was topless but was wearing a
pair of tight black leather trousers, ones he sometimes wore on stage, with
his flies undone and his fat nine inches of meat sticking out. Lee found it
hard to imagine that the whole nine inches had just been deep inside him.

Duncan bent down and started fingering Nicky's hole, evidently preparing him
for a good rodgering, whilst jacking him off with the other hand. Nicky
thrust his hips backwards and forwards in response to Duncan's touch, while
continuing to suck off Shane who, in succession, was still sucking off Lee.
Then Anthony bent down and put Duncan's boner in his mouth, while running
his hands up and down Duncan's leather-clad legs.

The sight of all these naked boys was becoming too much for Lee, and he felt
his orgasm rise inside him, Shane's warm mouth still gliding smoothly up and
down Lee's rigid shaft. A few seconds later, Lee was no longer able to
control himself, and erupted, shooting his hot cum into Shane's mouth...

And then Lee woke up, still in mid-orgasm, still shooting his load.

It was a few moments before he realised where he was, and what had happened.
Duncan was fast asleep in the bed next to him, snoring softly. He reached
down and found that his chest and stomach were covered in a mixture of sweat
and warm, sticky cum, and that the odd remaining drop was still oozing from
his slowly softening dick.

He hadn't had a wet dream since he was at school, and even then he'd never
had one as erotic as this one. He thought of the boy band orgy he'd just
dreamt about and couldn't quite believe it had got him so horny that he'd
shot his load in his sleep. He knew he shouldn't be having dreams like this,
and he wondered what the fuck had happened to him. He speculated jokingly
whether there was such a thing as gay viagra and whether he'd accidentally
taken several doses of it.

**********************************************

Having got back to sleep, Lee awoke again a few hours later. Daylight was
trying to fight its way in through the curtains, and a quick glance at his
watch told Lee it was nine o'clock. He looked over at "Dunc the Hunk", who
was asleep on his back, and as Lee's eyes moved down the bed, he noticed
there was a huge lump in the quilt; Duncan had a hard-on!

Lee immediately began to feel horny again, and he sat up in bed, his stare
fixed on the bulge in the quilt. He was aching to get a glimpse of Duncan's
cock, out of curiosity if nothing else, and this could be the perfect
opportunity. Feeling audacious, Lee got out of bed and tiptoed towards
Duncan's. He reached for the quilt and slowly, silently, began lifting it
up, ready to feast his eyes on the prize underneath...


So there you go, thought I would end it on a little cliffhanger. I haven't
decided what happens next, so if you've got any suggestions, email me at
blueboy3649@hotmail.com