Glad to see people are enjoying these stories - I'm still only an amateur. The stories are fictional - nothing resembling real-life. I don't know any of the celebrities, and don't know about their sexual preferences...Top Of The Pops is a programme from the BBC, and I have nothing to do with them.
Now that's done, the fun can start...enjoy!
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Ronan Keating's return to Top Of The Pops was a momentous occasion for many people. The Irish heartthrob had been away for quite some time, and pop music fans had not heard his distinctive voice for over a year. Now, though, the blond-haired hunk was back, ready to perform, and keen to find all his old mates to catch up. Backstage at Top Of The Pops is home to some of the most popular chart artists, and Ronan smiled enthusiastically to everyone he passed.
He spotted S Club 7 in one corner of the Star Bar, and walked over for a quick chat.
"Hi guys," he began. "Who's about this evening?"
Bradley responded, "Loads of people about, mate...we haven't seen you for a while now. How's the missus?"
Ronan smiled and lied, "Fine." In truth, Ronan was sexually frustrated. A closet bisexual, his sex life at home was far too tame, and while at Top Of The Pops, he was determined to get a big, fat cock in his mouth to relieve himself. "Fine," he nodded again.
"I think your Westlife boys were about somewhere..." said Paul, and he glanced round the room. He managed to spot various producers, a couple of cameramen, and then noticed Bryan and Nicky sitting at the bar. He pointed, "There's two of them!" Ronan thanked them for their help, and gave them each a quick hug, making sure he grabbed Bradley's arse as tightly as he could, without being noticed. Bradley winked as Ronan walked off to the bar.
"Good evening, lads," said Ronan, cheerfully as he approached the two at the bar. Mark and Bryan both looked round and their mouths fell open - Ronan being back was certainly a momentous event for them. Their careers in Westlife were so successful, largely due to the fact that Ronan had helped to launch them on their way. They were forever in debt to him, and treated him, somewhat, as their master.
"Evening, Ronan," said Mark, an uneasy expression on his face. He didn't want to give the game away in this public place.
"Alright, Ronan," smiled Bryan, happy to see Ronan again after a decent absence from the scene. Mark and Bryan looked at each other knowingly, and both stood up to accompany Ronan. "How's it going?"
"OK, boys. Just keep smiling and we'll get out of here," said Ronan, not very subtlely. The three men walked out of the bar, wearing rather forced smiles. Ronan lead the way slightly, and opened the door to his empty dressing-room. The other two followed him in, and the door was closed.
"So, master," began Bryan, with a completely different tone, "What would you wish us to do?" Ronan's eyebrow raised, and a mischievous smile grew on his face. He let out a small laugh.
"Let me see," he said, with an authoritative tone, "I want you two boys to fuck me hard up the arse, with plenty of aggression. Don't go soft on me just because I'm your master. You boys belong to me, and I will not be disappointed. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, master," the two singers said together. They knew the drill - Ronan had always commanded them to fulfil him sexually, and they had to go along with it. They enjoyed it, of course, but wished they would get some prior warning. The other lads were in vocal warm-ups, and might get suspicious.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" asked Ronan, a frown growing on his face, and his voice rising. Mark stepped forward and kissed Ronan forcefully on the lips. Ronan's hands cupped round Mark's tight arse-cheeks, and stroked them. Mark's warmhands slid down to unbutton Ronan's denim shirt. The kiss continued as Ronan's shirt slid off his shoulders, exposing the Irishman's chest, covered in dark blond hairs. Mark stepped back and Bryan took over the kiss. Mark peeled off his own grey jumper, while Bryan stroked Ronan's hard nipples, as his tongue swirled in Ronan's mouth.
Bryan broke the kiss, and stepped back to remove his black shirt. Bryan, although slightly on the chubby side, had an adorable chest; not overly hairy, but with a trail of light brown hairs leading from his nipples, down to the buttons on his jeans. The pair then crouched before Ronan and each licked one of his nipples. Ronan moaned, but then pushed them off.
"I said aggressive - this isn't some slushy movie!" shouted Ronan, obviously frustrated.
"Yes, master," the young men said together. They picked themselves up, and Bryan went for broke. He charged at Ronan, forcing him against the wall harshly, causing him to bang his head. Ronan's yelp of pain was cut short by Bryan's mouth, which closed over Ronan's open lips. Bryan's hands slid up and down Ronan's hairy chest, but did not stroke, instead he lightly scratched with his nails.
Mark stepped forward and reached around Bryan to unbutton Ronan's leather trousers. He tugged them down to expose tight-fitting briefs, which housed a huge, uncut, Irish dick. Mark lipped his lips as a small stain of precum oozed through the surface of the briefs. Bryan stepped back, and slid down so that he knelt next to Mark. The two men looked up at Ronan, waiting for his next command.
Ronan looked down, and shouted, "Suck!!!" Mark and Bryan tore at the briefs, and Ronan's 9in cock sprang out. The pair each licked up and down one side of Ronan's shaft, and Ronan held their heads firmly in place. Mark and Bryan's noses kept colliding, and their eyes met occasionally, adding to their excitement. Mark even went so far as to lower his teeth, so that his incisors scraped along Ronan's veiny pole. Ronan groaned with pleasure, and pushed their heads firmly with his hands. Bryan's hand reached up to scratch over Ronan's stomach once more, and Mark continued to scrape his teeth along Ronan's cock. These sensations drove Ronan crazy, and his moans soon became cries of ecstasy. He forced Mark's head round so that he had to take Ronan's whole cock into his mouth, while Bryan half-stood and began nibbling round Ronan's hairy nipples. Mark sucked as hard as he could, and his arms reached round to grab Ronan's arse. Bryan bit harder on Ronan's nipples, until Ronan was shouting with pleasure. He face-fucked Mark harded and faster until he came in waves, half-choking the dark-haired singer.
Mark swallowed most of Ronan's load, but he backed off and received some in a final spurt on his chin. "Suck that off," said Ronan to Bryan, and Bryan crouched down to lick Mark's chin. The pair then kissed, Mark's cum-soaked tongue entwining with Bryan's. They stopped the kiss, and stood up. "Pants off!" commanded Ronan, and the young men removed their jeans, revealing large tents in their boxers.
Ronan stepped forwards and tightly grabbed their cocks with each hand. They were taken aback at his force, as he said, snarling, "Both cocks in my arse!" He let go, and positioned himself by the sofa, ready to get a double-barrel fucking from two of the hottest boys in the business. Mark and Bryan each pulled down their boxers, and they stroked each others' shafts to make sure they were fully hard. Mark's 9in rod stuck out of a mass of black pubes, while Bryan's 8in cock was monstrously thick, and Mark's hand could not quite close around it. They walked over to Ronan, and Mark grabbed him forcefully by the hips.
The boys moved Ronan round, pushedhimonto the sofa, and lifted his legs up. Ronan teased them, saying "I can fit those tiny cocks in me any day! I wanted a challenge!" Bryan licked two fingers, and shoved them forcefully into Ronan's hole, causing Ronan to yell out loud. He pumped them in and out, before pushing a third finger in to stretch the hole further. Ronan's breath quickened, as he hadn't had two cocks up his arse for over a year. The last time was when he'd had the S Club boys, Paul and Bradley, pounding his arse from either side thirteen months ago. Ronan's hair began to get a thin coating of sweat, as Bryan's pumping increased to four fingers. "Mmmmmmmmm! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" moaned Ronan, ecstatically.
Bryan pulled his fingers out of Ronan's arse, and Mark pulled Ronan up into a position, crouched in front of the sofa. Mark and Bryan placed their hard, thick cocks by Ronan's stretched hole, as Ronan supported himself on the sofa, before yelling, "FUCK ME!!!" The boys plunged their cocks forward, entering Ronan's hole and stretching it further. Ronan let out a long cry of initial pain, and he bucked forwards on the impact. Mark and Bryan began to get into a rhythm, and Ronan's arse relaxed slightly. His cries grew to those of pleasure, and his hips adjusted to the thrusts. Mark reached forward to place his hands on Ronan's shoulders, while Bryan's hands reached down to stroke Ronan's bouncing balls. The pair pummelled Ronan's hole harded and faster, Mark gaining leverage on Ronan's shoulders. The sensation of their cocks sliding against each other increased the pleasure of the two Irishmen, and they could feel orgasm approaching. As Ronan's body was heaved back and forth by their energetic thrusts, Mark and Bryan looked into each others' eyes and increased their energy for a final burst. Ronan's yells of pleasure joined with those of the other two until all three were shouting. Mark and Bryan thrust hard into Ronan's arse and spilled their sticky loads together. Ronan felt his hole swimming with cum, and the two cocks slid back and forth in their own juices. As their sweaty bodies relaxed, Bryan slid his thick cock out of Ronan's hole, and replaced it with his finger.
Mark groaned as Bryan's finger tickled his softening cock. He pulled out of Ronan's hole, and Bryan offered his cum-stained-arse-streaked finger to Ronan. Ronan sucked Bryan's finger, tasting his own arse, and the cum of the other two Irish hunks.
"Is that all, master?" asked Mark, getting his clothes back on.
"Certainly, boys," said Ronan, licking his lips. "That's quite enough for now."
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Well, a bit of escapism there. Thanks for your comments and suggestions. Keep e-mailing me at muinimula@hotmail.com and feel free to include suggestions for future celebrities, or scenarios. Look out for the next story soon.