Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2000 15:52:19 EDT
From: RockLink00@aol.com
Subject: Big Boy Blaine Wilson (celebrity)

"Big Boy Blaine Wilson"
Starring:  Blaine Wilson (the U.S. Olympic gymnast)

    Note:  I do not know Blaine Wilson.  He may or may not be gay.  Highly
unlikely, considering he is engaged.  Remember, this story is complete
fiction, not real!  Send your comments to RockLink00@aol.com.

    It was Sunday night in Boston after a strenuous weekend at the Olympic
trials.  Blaine Wilson, who had just won the event and was poised to go on to
Sydney, had just entered the locker room.  The ceremony which told the
audience which gymnasts would be on the U.S. team had just ended minutes ago.


    Blaine reached his locker, opened it, and tore off his windbreaker jacket
and pants, following suit with his spandex tank-top, which revealed his
hairless, chiseled chest and arms, complete with a few small tattoos.  Next,
he peeled off his shorts and removed his jockstrap, revealing his average, 5"
soft cock.  It was cut, with a nice, pink head, walnut-sized balls, and a
small brown patch of pubic hairs.

    Now completely naked, Blaine took his 5' 4" frame and walked to the
shower area, holding a towel and some soap.  He entered the empty shower
area, turned on one of the faucet heads, and lathered his body up with soap,
leaving no area uncovered.  He moved his hands over his chest, under his
arms, around his waist, and down his legs to his feet.  He paid extra
attention to his cock and his pubic hairs.  He then stepped in front of the
shower head, the hot water cascading over every part of his body.  He moaned
lightly as a jet stream of water hit his sensitive penis, and moved himself
around so as to remove all of the soap from his body.

    As Blaine washed himself clean, a fellow nude gymnast entered the shower
area.  Blaine flashed the man his killer smile, and the man returned a small
smirk.  Soon after the man had entered the area and began washing himself,
Blaine exited the area, returning to his locker.

    He reached the locker, opened it, and grabbed his towel from the bench.
He washed his hair off, following with his arms, pits, and chest.  Slowly but
surely, he moved to his cock, drying it off thoroughly.  He then proceeded to
wash his thighs, moving down his knees, his lower legs, and eventually
reaching his feet.  He threw the towel to the floor and grabbed some clean
clothing from his locker.

    He put on some white boxers, then some white sweatpants, followed by an
oversized white Olympic sweatshirt.  He then put on some white socks and
shoes, grabbing his towel and his dirty clothing and throwing it into his
locker.  He shut the locker, grabbed his duffel bag, and then exited the
empty room.

    Soon after, Blaine was outside, stepping into the dark, moist night.  It
had downpoured while he was in the arena.  He began walking to his car in the
parking garage, but heard a slight whimper coming from the alley.  He decided
to check it out, and so he went into the alley, and slumped behind a dumpster
was the most beautiful young man Blaine had ever seen.  Blaine gawked for a
second, and then asked,
    "Why are you crying?  What's wrong?"

    The young man continued weeping and put his head into his lap, not
wanting to face any questions from a stranger.  Blaine squatted down, lifted
the man's chin up, and revealed the man's gorgeous baby blue eyes, stained
with tears.

    "I....," the young man stuttered.  "I.. um, I......," his head soon
returned to his lap.

    Blaine once again took his hand and lifted up the young man's chin.  This
time, Blaine used his fingers and wiped away the man's tears.

    "Listen, let's get you up.  Come on," Blaine said as he assisted the man
in getting off of the pavement.  "Do you need a place to stay?"

    "Umm... well, I.... umm... I don't even know you....," the man continued
to weep.

    Blaine extended his right arm for a shake, and said,

    "My name is Blaine Wilson."

    "The gymnast?" the young man asked unexpectedly.  He looked up at
Blaine's face, and realized that it really was him.
?,
    "Yup.  The one and only!  Now, what's your name?" Blaine inquired.

    "Oh, umm... I... my name.. is...Brian, Brian Smith," the man replied,
still crying lightly.

    "Nice to meet you," Blaine answered.  "Now, do you need a place to stay
tonight?"

    "Yes.  I do but I couldn't impose on you!"

    "Nonsense," Blaine replied, "I'm staying at a hotel and there's plenty of
room.  But listen, before we go, can you tell me why you are sitting here in
this alley crying?"

    This brought a saddened whimper from Brian, who again put his head in his
lap.

    "I... I ... I really.. can't talk about... it right....now," Brian said.

    "Well, alright.  Come on, let's go to my car and get to the hotel."

    With that, the two young men went to Blaine's rental car in the garage
across the street.  They drove the 2 miles to a luxurious hotel, where Blaine
was staying free of charge thanks to the Olympic committee.

    Blaine stopped the car and looked over at Brian.  He was still weeping
lightly.  Blaine put his hand on the man's shoulder and asked,

    "Are you alright?"

    Brian weeped even louder, and Blaine took him into a hug, resting Brian's
head against his chest.

    "It'll be alright," Blaine replied, getting saddened himself from seeing
someone so upset and scared.

    "Come on, let's get into the hotel, you probably need some rest."

    Brian complied and released himself from Blaine's strong arms.  They
exited the car and soon were in front of Blaine's room door.  Blaine swiped
the key card in the door and entered the hall, dropping his duffel bag almost
immediately.

    Brian soon found the couch and laid down, now crying intensely.  Blaine
went to the bathroom to remove his sweatshirt, brush his teeth, and take off
his shoes, socks, and sweats.  He returned from the bathroom in only his
boxers.  He went up to Brian, who was still sobbing uncontrollably.  He
looked at him with pity, but couldn't say anything, so he went to the bedroom
and got into bed.  He laid there for about 5 minutes, but heard Brian crying
intensely.  He realized that Brian needed comforting, and thought he would
give Brian his bed.  So, he got up and walked out to Brian.

    "Listen, Brian, why don't you come into the bedroom and just sleep on my
bed.  I'll sleep on the couch," Blaine offered, standing above Brian, still
in only his boxers.

    "No.. I.. I couldn't do that....I'll stay here."

    "No, I insist, just come sleep in the bed.  If you insist that I sleep in
the bed, we can both stay in it, it's king size," Blaine said.

    "Umm... alright, I guess," Brian responded.

    The two men, Blaine in boxers and Brian fully clothed, entered the
bedroom.  Brian laid into the bed with all his clothes on.

    "Umm, Brian, are you sure you wanna sleep with all of your clothes on?"
Blaine asked, chuckling to himself.

    "No, I guess not," he said, getting out of the bed and taking off his
shirt.  Blaine stared in awe at the young man's chest.  It was perfect, thin,
a little chest hair, and the faint markings of where his six-pack was
half-formed.  Brian then took off his shoes, socks, and pants, leaving him in
only his boxers.  Blaine was staring intensely at Brian, and Brian noticed
almost immediately.

    "You like?" Brian asked comically.

    "You wish!" Blaine covered himself.

    The two men laughed a little and got into opposite sides of the bed.
Soon, Brian was sobbing again, and Blaine turned to face him.  He couldn't
stand laying there listening to him crying, and so he wrapped his arms around
the young man, whispering,

    "It'll be alright.  Don't worry.  You'll be okay."

    Brian buried his head in Blaine's chest.  Blaine smiled to himself,
enjoying the feeling of a man so close to him.  He was a virgin, and had
never really been sexually close with anyone at all, man or woman.

    Instinctively, Blaine kissed Brian's hair and massaged it lightly, while
continuing to whisper soothing gestures.  Brian was surprised that Blaine had
kissed his hair.  'Could Blaine be gay?' he thought.  At the same time,
Blaine wondered whether or not Brian himself was gay.  He had never been
close to anyone, and he desperately desired to have his virginity taken away
from him.  He was, after all, 26 years old.

    "Brian, listen," Blaine said.  "I know this is upsetting you, but I
really have to know what is bothering you!"

    Brian got quiet, his sobbing lessening in intensity.  "Well, I, umm... I
guess... Ok, the truth is that I'm bisexual, and that, well... My boyfriend,
Rob, broke up with me.  I caught him cheating in our apartment, and he kicked
me out, saying I no longer meant anything to him.  So, that's why I was in
the alley, I didn't have anywhere to stay."  Surprisingly, Brian told Blaine
what was wrong with him very eloquently, little or no sobbing involved.
Blaine was surprised at his sudden transformation.

    "Wow," Blaine said.  "Wow.  Umm.. I... I'm so sorry, Brian.  I can't
imagine what you must be feeling like right about now."

    Brian was very surprised that Blaine hadn't loosened his grip on him when
Brian revealed to Blaine that he was bisexual.  This seemed to give him
initiative to speak easier, for he was really getting attached to Blaine,
provided that they had only been together for a few short hours.

    Inside his head, Blaine was doing cartwheels.  He was ecstatic that Brian
was bi.  He couldn't believe it.  He saw his opportunity, and he decided to
take it.  He trusted Brian, and knew that the young man would keep his secret.

    Blaine released his grip on Brian, and faced him.  "Listen, Brian, I
umm... can I trust you.. I mean, I know I can.. I.. ugh, forget that.
Listen, I feel I should tell you this, now that you've spilled your guts to
me.  I'm gay."

    Brian was in awe.  He was so happy he couldn't believe it.  He quickly
hugged Blaine's naked chest and smiled.  He was so excited at the prospect of
being with someone like Blaine that Rob's locked place in his mind was
leaving quickly.

    "I take it that you're glad I'm gay," Blaine said sarcastically.

    "You bet!  I'm getting happier by the minute."

    "Great!  Listen, Brian, I was wondering... do you think that we could
start a relationship?  I mean, you could stay with me at the hotel until I
leave for Sydney, and then we'll figure out something to do, maybe even move
in together.  I know it sounds fast, but I'm feeling something about you that
I just can't ignore!"

    "You know, Blaine, I feel the same way.  There's something about you that
I'm addicted to already!  I know it's going fast, but we should try this and
see if it'll work."

    With that, Blaine cupped Brian's chin in his hand and gave him a small
peck on the lips.  Soon after, Blaine was hungry for more, and he opened his
mouth, kissing Brian and inserting his tongue into the young man's mouth.
Brian moved his tongue out as well, and the two kissed passionately for
several minutes.

    After a short while of making out, Blaine and Brian fell asleep,
exhausted from both the day's events as well as the emotional overload they
had both just experienced.  It took mere minutes for the two to fall asleep,
wrapped in one another's arms.


. . . one week later . . .


    Blaine awoke, turning over and seeing his angel sleeping beside him.
Brian and Blaine had spent the entire week together since that first night
that they had met.  Blaine had planned a romantic evening starting with a
dinner in the room, followed by a walk on the beach, and culminating with
what Blaine hoped would be a night of passion.

    Hours passed with Blaine and Brian lounging around the hotel room,
watching TV, making out, lying in one another's arms, and just chatting with
each other.  Over the past week Blaine learned all there was to know about
Brian, and Brian knew all there was to know about Blaine.

    Blaine had told Brian to take a shower, and while he was in the shower,
the full course meal arrived from room service.  Blaine had already set up a
table, and he quickly answered the door and took the food to the table.
Blaine had all the food laid out when Brian emerged clothed from the
bathroom.

    "Well, are you hungry?" Blaine asked seductively.

    "Only for you, baby!"  (yeah, I know, corny...but hey, it works!)

    Blaine smirked and pulled out a chair for Brian.  The two sat at the
table and began eating the meal in silence.  They only needed to look into
each other's eyes to fulfill conversational needs.

    About an hour later, the two were laying on the bed together, full from
the delicious meal they had just eaten.  Blaine had vetoed the walk on the
beach, for it was a downpour outside.

    Brian turned on his side and faced Blaine, grabbing his hand and placing
it in his own.  "Blaine, listen, the dinner tonight was great.  This whole
past week has been the best week of my life.  It was wonderful.  I guess
there's no point in beating around the bush.  I love you, Blaine."

    Blaine's eyes popped open wide.  He was surprised that Brian had admitted
his love.  Blaine had been in love with Brian ever since that first night
they had met.

    Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but no words could come out.  Instead,
his mouth was met with Brian's kiss.  After Brian had released Blaine's
mouth, Blaine was again able to speak.

    "I love you too, Brian!"

    They hugged immediately and laid on the bed, holding one another closely.

    "Listen, Brian, I know this is sudden and all, but I know I'm ready.
Will you take my virginity?"

    Brian was shocked.  He couldn't believe it.  "You're a virgin?  No way!"

    "Yes, I've never been in love before, until now, and I've never made love
to anyone before.  I was hoping you would make love to me tonight," Blaine
said shyly.

    "Yes, Blaine, I will.  In fact, I'm a virgin, too."

    "No way?  You mean you and Rob, you never, um . . ." Blaine trailed off.

    "No, we just made out.  I was only with him for a month, and it never
felt right.  He tried to get me to have sex with him, but I never wanted it."

    Blaine smiled heavily.  He was happy to be able to be with another of his
"kind," so-to-speak.  The two men began fondling at each other as Blaine
assisted Brian in taking off his shirt.  Then Brian returned the favor and
aided Blaine.  Soon after, both men's shirts, as well as their pants and
socks, were lying in a heap on the floor beside the bed.  The two men were in
only their boxers.

    Blaine got on top of Brian as they kissed each other passionately.
Blaine lowered himself and began sucking on Brian's neck, eliciting light
moans of pleasure from Brian.  He continued his downward trek, reaching
Brian's armpits.  He licked at them, and slowly moved his tongue along
Brian's pecs, reaching his left nipple.  He sucked on it for a moment, before
lowering his tongue down Brian's stomach, eventually reaching the young man's
navel.

    Blaine inserted his tongue into the belly button, swiping it across the
sensitive skin.  Brian moaned lightly as he placed his hands on Blaine's
head, running his fingers through the hair.  Blaine's onslaught of
pleasure-making continued as he reached the elastic waistband of Brian's
boxers.  He lifted the band and began to slide the boxers down Brian's waist.
 Brian lifted his hips up slightly so as to help Blaine out.

    Eventually, Blaine got the boxers off of Brian, throwing them across the
room.  He looked up and smiled lovingly at Brian.  Brian returned an equally
loving gaze.  Blaine moved up to Brian's hardened member and took it into his
hand, laying between Brian's opened legs.  He moved his tongue up and down
the smooth shaft, and slowly slid down to Brian's balls.  He licked at them
lightly and swiftly, eliciting heavy moans and labored breathing from Brian.
Soon, Blaine moved his tongue back up the shaft, reaching the bulbous,
inviting head.

    He took the head into his mouth, flicking his tongue at the piss slit.
Loud moans erupted from Brian's mouth.  Blaine continued the act as he
enveloped the head and began deep-throating Brian.  Eventually, he felt
Brian's pubes resting against his upper lip.  He bobbed his head up and down,
continuing Brian's pleasurable sensations.  He moved back up to the head,
licking at it slowly, grazing back and forth over the slit.

    "Blaine, yes, I love you.  Don't stop, I'm cumming...," Brian moaned.

    Soon, orgasm rushed over Brian's body.  Blaine lifted his mouth off of
Brian's cock just as a torrent of white cum shot from his penis.  Brian
moaned loudly as he came, several thick ropes of cum lashing over Brian's
chest, as well as Blaine's face.

    "That was incredible!" Brian yelled.  "I love you so much, Blaine."

    "I love you too, Brian."

    "Blaine, will you make love to me?" Brian asked timidly.

    "Yes, I will."

    With that, Blaine lifted himself from between Brian's legs as Brian
positioned himself on his back.  Blaine spit into his hand and smeared it
over his now fully erect cock.  He then inserted a finger into Brian's ass,
then 2, and finally 3, about the girth of his cock.

    "Are you ready?" Blaine asked.

    "Yes, go ahead."

    Blaine's cock head was positioned at Brian's hole, and he slowly inserted
the spit-covered member into Brian's ass.  He let the head rest there for a
minute while Brian got used to it.  He winced in pain slightly as Blaine's
cock entered his ass for the first time.  Soon, the pain became obsolete.

    "Okay, go ahead Blaine."

    So, Blaine slowly inserted his cock, inserting all 7 inches into him
slowly.  Soon, his pubes were resting on Brian's skin.  He pulled out all the
way, until only his head remained inside.  He then pushed himself back in,
and began a slow rhythmic process.  He slid in and out of the hole, gaining
momentum as he continued.  Soon, the light drone of slapping noises could be
heard as Blaine's loose balls slammed onto Brian's ass.

    Sweat covered both men as they moaned lightly with pleasure.  Blaine had
been at the process for quite a long time.  He was to the point of no return.


    "Brian, it's almost there... I'm cuuming... yeah.."

    Orgasm came to Blaine in a sudden wave as he exerted a load moan of
pleasure.  He could feel the cum slithering through his cock, and suddenly,
it spurted out of his head with incredible force.  His body continued to buck
against Brian's involuntarily.  Both men were moaning lightly, still
recovering from the pleasure.  After Blaine's orgasm had completely subsided,
he removed his now limp cock from Brian's ass.

    "I love you, Brian," Blaine said as he moved up to Brian to kiss him.

    "I love you too."

    Both men embraced each other as sleep took over them.  They fell asleep
soundly in each other's arms.


~To be continued?  Maybe

T.J.