Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2000 00:07:43 GMT From: Irda Majere Subject: Ronan's Exploits, Part III And now for part three. I know it ends kinda abruptly, but I hope to continue with it soon. I'm kinda busy with my new story at the moment, so I don't know when I'll add to this one. The new one's called Something Else, it's also about Ronan. Go check it out! It's far less sexual than this one, and quite different from most other boy band stories.... Disclaimer: This story is fiction and I know Ro probably isn't gay. If you're not supposed to be here, go away. If you're allowed to be here, enjoy! Send all your comments to: jack_kea@hotmail.com Thanks for reading! Ronan's Exploits By Irda Majere Part III Because of the night's antics, I only got a few hours sleep, so when I woke up I was far from fully rested. Yvonne noticed this and at breakfast she asked if I'd slept ok. "I woke up at about two am and you were gone," she said, "where were you?" After some very quick thinking, I replied: "I couldn't sleep so I went over to Shane's room and watched some TV with him." Of course she believed me, and with a smile and a kiss she dropped the subject. "So," I said, "are you and Jack coming to watch the rehearsals today? It's the first session for the new show so it should be funny." Finishing a bite of breakfast she had in her mouth, she replied: "I was going to meet a friend of mine who lives in London in town today, she really wants to see Jack. Is that okay?" I stood up and got my jacket. "Of course it is, " I said and gave her a kiss. "Your loss," I called as I searched the room for my wallet. Promising to call her later that day, I left and went over to Shane's room, whom I was going to share a cab with. I knocked on the door, almost as nervous as I'd been the night before when I'd successfully seduced my bandmate, but without thinking of the consequences. 'Did he really mean all that "you're mine" stuff?' I thought to myself. 'Does he think we're together now, and that I must divorce my wife? Or was it all just a joke....' All these thoughts and many more were running through my head as the door opened. I cautiously stepped into the room as if I thought Shane was going to jump on me and bite my head off. The door quickly closed behind me and I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind. "Good morning," Shane said before proceeding to kiss my neck. I turned around to face him. "Hi," was all I could manage because Shane was staring right at me, making me even more nervous. "Umm, about last night..." "What about it?" he said, running his fingers through my hair without shifting his gaze. "Did you mean what you said, about me being yours?" I laughed nervously. "You were just kidding, right? I mean, we're both married and all." "Don't you want to be with me?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Then, without giving me a chance to answer, he leaned down and gently kissed me on the lips. Soon he slipped his tongue in my mouth and I gave in. I returned his embrace and eagerly kissed him back. After a moment, I broke the kiss and lay my head on his chest. I did want to be with him. At least a part of me did, the other part still loved my wife. But there was one problem: My wife could no longer please me physically. After the incident with Arek, I had tried having sex with her several times, and it just didn't do anything for me anymore. Shane could give me what my wife couldn't, so I gave in to my lust. "Yes, I do want you, Shane," I said. "But I'm not leaving Yvonne." He sighed. "I know you're not." He smiled strangely, if a bit knowingly. "Not yet, anyway." Not liking that answer, I decided to drop it anyway. Shane was over by the mini bar, looking for something to drink. "You want anything?" he asked. "No, I'm fine," I replied as he walked over with a bottle of water. He sat himself down on the sofa, and I went and sat on his lap after removing my jacket. We weren't in a hurry, really, I had just left my room early so I'd get a chance to talk to Shane. We just sat and talked for a while, but then I decided to tease my man a bit. Without any warning, I slid my hands down his trousers and inside his underwear. He was about to take a sip of his water, but stopped abruptly when he felt my hand on his cock. I began caressing it, all the while kissing his neck. "Oh, yeah," he said as he closed his eyes, "I like this..." "What about this?" I said as I slid from his lap and down to the floor. I got on my knees in front of him and undid his trousers. He raised his hips and drew a sharp breath as I engulfed his hard member in my mouth. "Even better," he gasped as I pushed it further down my throat. If I could take Arek all the way in, I could take Shane. I started working his cock harder and harder, bringing him closer and closer, but before he managed to reach orgasm, I quickly stood up. "We're getting kind of late, I think we better hurry," I said as I ran out of the room. I called the elevator, and just as it opened a very angry Shane reached my side. Luckily there were lots of people in the elevator, so my furious bandmate had to keep cool on the way down. He didn't say anything as we drove to the arena. I knew he would try to get his back later so I made a mental note to have someone near me at all times while we were practicing. We managed to get there on time and after a quick "hello, how have you been?" to all the people we hadn't seen for a while, the practicing began. Because I do most of the singing, I do least of the dancing, and I was very glad for that that day, 'cause my arse wasn't at it's best after last night. When we took a break, I saw Shane Filan from Westlife watching from the side of the stage. As I walked towards him, he started clapping his hands. "You were great," he said as I came up to him. "Thanks," I replied with a smile and asked him if he'd accompany me to the snack room to get a drink. He accepted and we made our way down the hall. "Can I come to the show tonight?" he asked as I drank my bottle of water. "Sure," I replied, "the guys coming?" "No, just me. Nicky's off somewhere with his girlfriend, Bryan's with his family and the others are up in Sligo." I nodded and said he should just come by our hotel before we went to the arena and he could get a lift with us. "Thanks," he said with a smile. "No problem," I said, returning the smile. Now that I'd grown an interest in men's appearance, I suddenly noticed how cute little Filan was. And then I mean cute the way puppies are cute. There was just something so sweet and innocent about him, it was almost too much. 'Wouldn't mind dragging him down to my level,' I thought to myself, 'he'd probably look good, naked on his knees in front of me, those big brown eyes staring lustfully up at me.' I smiled at the thought, realising it sounded like me when I had knelt in front of my huge bodyguard. I felt myself getting aroused at the mental image. Filan noticed my grin. "What's so funny?" he asked . "Nothing," I said matter-of-factly. 'Just thinking what you could do with that cute little mouth of yours,' I added in my mind. He dismissed the subject and began talking about what he and the band were doing after their break. While he went on about studio sessions, I started entertaining the idea of seducing him. I was pretty sure he was gay. The other guys in the band sometimes said they'd seen him checking out guys, and I must admit, sometimes I could have sworn I'd seen him checking me out. I decided to make a little experiment on him and check if I was right, that he did have thing for me. As we made our way back to the stage area, I said: "Damn, it's really hot in here. I'm sweating like a pig, I think I'll go and change my shirt." I removed the T-shirt I had on. "Will you come with me?" I asked Filan casually. He swallowed and replied: "Sure." As I stood in the dressing room and looked for the extra shirt I'd brought, I kept an eye on little Filan. 'Yep,' I thought to myself, 'he's definitely checking me out.' He started looking very uncomfortable, shifting from one foot to another. "You okay?" I feigned concern as I walked closer to him, placing my hand on his arm. He tensed up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." He paused before blurting out: "Shouldn't we hurry? The break's almost over." "Found it!" I said triumphantly and held up the shirt (which I'd known the whereabouts of the whole time, of course). When I'd slipped it on, I noticed a tell-tale tent in Filan's trousers. I walked over to him and leaned in close. "Now where did that come from," I whispered in his ear as I grabbed the hard bulge. Filan immediately tensed up again. After only a few seconds I let go and walked out of the room, leaving poor Filan behind, totally confused and completely turned on. As we continued practice, I noticed that Filan was back in his place at the side of the stage, watching us do our thing. I started planning the last part of my scheme, and as I thought about it more and more, the more I started looking forward to it. When practice finally finished, I walked over to Filan, who was chatting with Stevie. "Shane, will you wait for me while I take a shower? We can go do something if you want, since we've both got the day off." "Yeah, sure," he replied, obviously still very uncomfortable. I smiled. "Thanks," I said and hurried off to the shower. But as I entered the bathroom, I saw that someone was in the shower. I noticed a pile of clothes on the floor and discovered it was Shane. Knowing it was the cleverest thing to do, considering the scary revengehe probably had in store for me after today's events, I quietly removed my clothes and stepped into the shower. "Hey, baby," I said as I wrapped my arms around him from behind. "I was wondering when you'd come begging for forgiveness," Shane replied. "I'm sorry about today," I said as I rubbed his stomach, "it was just a joke." "Well I didn't find it very funny," he said as he moved my hand down to his cock. I took the hint and began pulling at his member which was already hard. He'd obviously been preparing for a one-man-show before I'd shown up. Never letting go of his cock, I went down on my knees behind him. This was my first time rimming someone, so I wasn't too sure what to do. Imitating Shane's actions when he'd pleased me this way, I started licking at his hole. At this, Shane let out a moan and insisted that I'd continue. I let go of his shaft so I could use both hands pleasuring his backside. He didn't seem to mind at all, because shortly after I started thrusting my tongue in and out of his hole, his moaning became louder and louder. In no time at all, Shane released his load into his hand, which he had been using to add to his pleasure. I moved around to face him and cleaned the rest of his spunk which remained on the head of his softening member. Then I stood up and gave him a deep kiss. "Does that make up for my misbehaving?" I questioned. He smiled. "Barely, but I'll let you go this time." I finished washing myself and quickly got dressed to go meet little Filan. He was waiting patiently, if a bit worriedly, by the front door. "Sorry I took so long," I said apologetically. "That's okay," he said, and meant it. He'd probably liked that little extra time to get his head together about what was going on with him and me.