Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 13:48:24 +0000 From: Mac Smith Subject: Sexy Stars At TOTP, Part 1 I don't know any of the celebrities in the story, and I don't know if they are gay or anything. It's all in my imagination...but it's damn hot!!! Top Of The Pops is a registered programme of the BBC. I have nothing to do with them, and these events didn't happen. This is my first time writing a story, but I've tried my best to get them as sweaty as possible - so enjoy! ......................................... Robbie Williams was backstage at Top Of The Pops, ready to come out in front of the crowd to perform another chart-topping single. The audience of fans were cheering and waiting in anticipation of seeing the British king of pop and hearing his amazing performance. Robbie had the power to send anybody weak at the knees, and his voice could drive them wild. The dressing room was quite large, and he stood, shirtless, looking at himself in the mirror, preparing himself. Normally he would do vocal exercises, or a few press-ups to work on his muscular chest, but what he really needed was a fuck. The showbusiness world was fully of gorgeous hunks, who he'd love to get in the sack. He just had to get on with it, and approach one. He thought of all the people he'd met at Top Of The Pops, and started to get hard: Ronan Keating, the boys from Westlife and Blue, even the presenter, Jamie Theakston. Robbie began stroking his hairy, muscular chest and moved his hand down to his bulging pants. Stroking back and forth, he began moaning and fantasising about the hunks he wanted to suck and fuck. He was brought to an abrupt stop when there was a knock at the door. He sorted himself out, so he looked presentable, chucked on a shirt and went to the door. As he opened the door, he found himself looking at two dreamy-eyed guys from the successful British boyband, A1. "Alright guys?" said Robbie, gesturing to them to come in. He stood back, and Mark and Christian entered the room. "Not bad mate," said Mark, with a smile. "Just getting ready for our performance. We heard you were here, and we realised we hadn't spoken to you for ages. So we thought we'd come and see you!" "Right well, d'you want a drink?" "Please," said Christian, with that irresistible Nordic-American accent. Robbie went over to his fridge, and opened a few bottles. He'd forgotten his shirt was hanging open, and his jeans undone at the top. Passing the bottles to the other guys, he said "So how's it going?" Mark replied, "We're in rehearsals for our next tour, all going really well..." "When are you on?" asked Christian. "Ten minutes, they said" said Robbie. "You'd better get yourself ready. People will faint if you go out looking like that!" laughed Christian. Robbie looked down and realised that his hairy chest was visible, and laughed. "They probably wouldn't concentrate on my singing!" he smiled. "Not that you don't look good, mate," said Mark, with a wink. "You're in really good shape." "Cheers!" said Robbie, looking pleased. "Glad you think so - you guys always look amazing..." Mark lifted up his shirt to reveal a tight six-pack. "We do try," he said. "You are rock solid!" said Robbie, astounded. "Can I feel? How d'you get it so hard?" He reached forward, and placed his hand on Mark's muscular stomach, feeling the firm six-pack with his fingers. He didn't hear Mark's response, but just gazed longingly at the Mark's firm abs, with a tantalizing stroke of hairs down the centre. Robbie realised that he had kept his hand there too long when he broke out of his trance. "Rob!" shouted Christian. "Wow, you're really obsessed with Mark's stomach!" "No - it's just..." Robbie decided to take the plunge. "I've seen it in your music videos and always wanted to see what it felt like..." "Wow!" said Mark, slightly taken aback. "So you think I'm cute?" "Well...yeah..." continued Robbie, trying to avoid eye contact. He looked down at the floor, and didn't notice that Mark and Christian were stroking each others thighs as they watched him. "You guys are gorgeous, and I'm not that good at approaching guys, because everyone thinks I'm attracted to supermodels." Robbie looked up, and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Christian and Mark were leaning forward eagerly, rubbing each others thighs and crotches, listening to Robbie's words. "So...what would you want to do with us?" said Christian, almost growling with anticipation. "Well, I guess a kiss to start..." said Robbie, slightly nervously. Mark leaned forward and kissed Robbie full and hard on the lips. Their tongues twisted round each other, and they both moaned with pleasure. Robbie pulled away and broke the kiss, only for Christian to lean in and kiss him. Robbie and Christian's tongues swirled over each other, and there was another moan. They pulled apart, and Robbie struggled for breath. "And then..." he gasped, "A little more flesh..." Mark and Christian smiled, with animal instincts in their eyes. Mark stood up and peeled of the tight shirt he was wearing, to expose a hard-trained-on chest and stomach. A trail of dark hair led from between his hard nipples, down his six pack to just above his trouser buttons. Meanwhile, Christian leant forward and pulled off Robbie's shirt exposing Robbie's dark-haired chest and large tattooed arms, then rubbed Robbie's crotch through his jeans. Robbie didn't know where to look; here he was, being treated to every teenage girl's dream - and he knew what could be in store...a hot fuck session with two of the sexiest boys on the pop circuit. Christian pulled of his own jumper and T-shirt to reveal a broad chest, covered with dark blonde hairs. He kissed Robbie again, and then lowered himself down to lick round Robbie's nipples. Robbie moaned as he looked up into Mark's eyes. Mark stood above him, sexily undoing his combat trousers and pulling them down, inch by inch. Robbie licked his lips as he saw the tent in Mark's boxers. Robbie moaned uncontrollably as Christian licked down to Robbie's stomach and navel. His hands reached forward and massaged Christian's shoulders, while Christian started to slip Robbie's jeans down. Mark stepped back to the door, and locked it - they didn't want any interruptions. After having teased Robbie, Mark pulled down his trousers to fully expose the tent in his boxers. Christian manoevred Robbie's jeans down and stared eagerly at Robbie's large bulging briefs. The blonk stud stood up and teased Robbie as Mark had done, pulling down his waistband to reveal a thicker trail of hair, then sliding the trousers down to release his enormous bulge from its tight prison. The three all stared at each other, with aggressive faces, and knew the time had come. Christian lunged at Mark, grabbed him and threw him down on the sofa to the side of Robbie. He kissed him passionately, and rubbed his hands all over Mark's hard chest and stomach. Robbie whistled to them, and they both looked up to see Robbie sliding down his briefs. Robbie's dark chest hair trailed down to the waistband, and Robbie's 10in cock sprung out enthusiastically. Robbie's hand reached down and stroked his shaft slowly up and down. Christian's hands were holding Mark down in place, even though he obviously wanted a piece of the action. Robbie then reached out, pulled Christian towards him to kiss his stomach, then pushed him down to lick his hard dick. Christian's blond head bobbed up and down as he sucked for all his worth. The king of pop's cock in his mouth. Mark stood up and removed his own boxers, releasing a thick, hard 9in dick surrounded by dark hair. He stepped forward and pulled Christian off Robbie's cock, forcing him to suck his own thick shaft. Christian moaned acceptingly as he tasted the new dick, and his lips closed over the head of Mark's cock. "You like that, you little cocksucker?" laughed Robbie, but with a hint of aggression in his voice. Robbie crouched down next to Christian and started rubbing Christian's hairy stomach, and licking round his dark nipples. Mark looked down at the pair on the floor, and gave a long moan of pleasure. He pushed the back of Christian's head with his hand, and forced the whole 9in into his mouth. Christian moaned at the sensation of Robbie's tongue. Robbie pulled away from Christian, and said strongly, "Boys, give me some cock!" With that, Christian stood up, pulled down his own boxers, and his hard 9in dick, surrounded by dark blonde hair, sprang out. Robbie crouched down and took all of Christian's dick into his mouth in one go, causing Christian to gasp. Mark walked round to behind Robbie, and started fingering Robbie's hole. Robbie groaned as he sucked the Norwegian's cock, and when Mark thought Rob was ready, he pulled him up from a crouching position, and thrust his thick cock into Robbie's arse. Robbie's shout of pleasure could probably have been heard by the audience outside, but they didn't care. Mark thrust in and out of Robbie, and sweat ran down over his hard muscles, glistening on his six-pack. Robbie bucked forward and backward from Mark's thrusts, all the time sucking Christian's cock. Soon, the two A1 boys were thrusting back and forth in unison. Their cries of ecstasy grew until they were physically shouting. Mark and Christian thrust for all their worth into Robbie, and Robbie's moans grew. Their speed increased, and Mark started pounding Robbie's arse as hard as he could. Christian and Mark looked into each others eyes as they fucked Robbie, and both yelled as they came. Robbie did his best to swallow all of the Norwegian's spunk, but some dribbled out the side of his mouth, and ran down his chin. The three collapsed in a sweaty heap on the floor, spent and exhausted. "Wow guys! That was incredible!" gasped Robbie, short of breath. There was a knock on the door, and a voice called in from outside. "Mr Williams? Your stage is set - whenever you're ready!" The three hunks laughed and enjoyed a final passionate kiss before getting ready to go outside. The two boys from A1 walked out of the room, and down the corridor without saying a word. Robbie smiled to himself, checked himself once more in the mirror, and went out on stage. .......................................... This series of stories could involve any music stars you like. So e-mail me at muinimula@hotmail.com with any suggestions or comments. Hope to hear from you!