Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2022 20:45:01 +0000 (UTC) From: "ozorli65@aol.com" Subject: Robbie's Big Willie (2) This is a fictional story about the singer Rob is Williams. I just saw an old music video of this hit guy and though he needed attention. He was big in the 90's and was so hot. Sexy and totally uninhibited in his sexuality. And I had totally forgotten about him until now. Now I have never met the man. So thus hit story is pure fiction. To you Robbie. You smoldering sex machine you. Robbie's Big Willie (2) ... I was at club. The' club in the city. Primarily gay as we had the best clubs. But it was the place to see people and be seen. There I was near the second floor bar. Waiting on a drink when I saw the singer (star) Robbie Williams. A guy I always thought was good looking. But seeing him there and so close was a big 'Wow' moment. A moment where desire kicked in for another man. A famous one at that. Robbie was there at the club in a light coloured shirt. It for him nicely and the top buttons were opened so as anyone could get a glimpse at the man chest fur. So of course I saw him and the dir saying hello from his shirt. Below Robbie had on nice white jeans. Why I did not know,b but they showed off his ass and crotch nicely. So yeah there was a nice crotch show by him in them. "Look at him" I said to my friend "That's Robbie Williams" he said back. "Yeah. And he is here" "Damn he sure is hotter in person." We saw that he was talking to some woman as he was there. So I of course assumed that was his date this evening. The man had been know for womanizing and just being a bit of a man whore. But I didn't care as I never expected to ever get near someone like him. But as he chatted the woman up his eyes moved around and then fell on me. Like he knew I was looking at him he smiled a big smile and then turned back to the woman he was chatting with. The moment of our eye contact I assumed was all I would get from this hot man. So my friend and I moved on through the crowds of the club. Leaving the bar area that I had seen Robbie in. But as I was heading down the stairs. My friend in front of me and drink in hand I felt a hand on my back side. Then a 'hey' from behind. "Who?" I said to myself as I stopped I looked back as the hand touched at my shoulder now. Then it grasped and held me there as I stepped down. But when I looked back I saw Robbie was behind me. He was the one reaching for me. And he was smiling at me again. "Hi!" He said in a raised voice "Oh. H-hello" I chimed back. "Saw you." "What?!" My friend looked back and saw that I had stopped on the stairs. He also saw why. He froze and came back up to where we were. Robbie leaned in as he got closer. Then he spoke into my ear over the loud thumping sounds of the music that battered up in my ears and skull. "Outside!" He called "Let's go outside!" "Oh. Okay. Sure" I called back So we headed down and through the first floor and out to the back. There was a bar there that was part indoor and part out door. Then double doors that lead to an outside patio area. It's where all the smokers and such went. The music was still outside through the speakers aimed out there. But it was not as loud. We stepped out there and then over to the corner where there were some outdoor loungers and sofas. Robbie lead me to there and pulled close to me. I could not believed this hot star was talking to me at all. I was no star and not a woman he could pick up. But I would let him if he desired. It was Robbie Williams after all. "So. What's up?" I said to him "Saw you looking at me" he said "And you are hot" 'What!' my head screamed. Robbie Williams thinks I am hot. What crazy universe was this I thought. He was a handsome rock star. A guy who could get practically any girl he he desired. Yet he was standing here talking to me. A gay guy who had the obvious hots for him. And Robbie knew it. This guy known for his sexual prowess (per tabloids and such) was talking to me. And he seemed interested in me. "You do know who you are right?" I asked him "Yeah. So" he came back "Does it matter?" "You looked interested" he continued "And I know I am" "So it shouldn't matter who I am or who you are" "We should just have some fun" My friend stood there next to us. His face filled with shock. He was standing there with me and the hot singer. I could see he was also not able to believe this strange yet hot situation. But I could tell he was liking as people saw us talking to Robbie. He gave them a look of 'yeah we are charring up Robbie' and they weren't. Feeling the privelege of where he was at that moment in time. "And who is your friend?" Robbie then asked. Pulling him into the conversation. So we were talking to Robbie Williams. And it was cool and fun. We talked about his music and stardom. But Robbie wanted me. I was so pleased and freaked that he wanted me. It was obvious as he leaned in a lot. Talking close and telling me softly how he did want to 'have some fun'. Then he leaned in close again. Bringing his lips to my ear. Then he suggested we leave. Making his intentions known. Robbie wanted some 'real fun' "We should go back to my hotel" he then said "I wanna fuck your brains out" "Hmm?" "Lets go" Then he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his crotch. Placing my palm over his covered dick. Then he squeezed my hand over it. The heat down there was intense. So I knew that Robbie meant business. Especially as I felt a dull theob push back at my hand as he rubbed himself with it. Yeah, Robbie wanted sex with me. It was hot and even thought I was shocked at his actions. I too wanted it. I too wanted a hook up with this super star. My friend saw the action that Robbie took. Seeing my hand pulled over the man's crotch. He later told me that he could see the dick in the jeans move under my fingers. And that he was ever so jealous of me. "Okay" I said to Robbie "Okay. Let's go stud" He smiled at me and then pulled me to his mouth. Then Robbie smooched me out for a few moments. His lips to mine and his tongue pushing into my mouth as we made out. Then he lead me out. I said to my friend I would call him later. Even making the phone gesture to him as Robbie grabbed my hand pulled me away. Then I was out of the club and Robbie and I got a cab to his hotel. We were in the lobby and then in the elevator going up to his room in minutes. We went up to the penthouse and then stepped out it the elevator and to the door that lead to his suite. We went inside and he closed the door behind me. I was now here in Robbie's hotel room. Standing there with the hit man facing me. There was desire and hunger in his eyes. Then he growled at his crotch. I saw the dick under his fingers. Yes he was getting excited. "Come here" he demanded "Come here and let's fuck"... To be continued