This story is fiction! This story is complete fiction. I am not making assumptions of the sexualities of any of the people mentioned. I wrote this story so ask my permission if you want to use it anywhere else!
It's the first story that I have written for years, hope you will enjoy it.
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In his dressing room 16 year old Richard Fleeshman was on the phone to his friend Scott.
He'd just spent every evening of the last week competing against fellow soapstars in Soapstar Superstar and was missing seeing his friends.
"I bet your over the moon aren't you?", Scott asked.
"Yeah! I can't believe I won! You should have been here!", said Richard. "I get such a buzz out of singing, you just don't feel the same acting."
"I wouldn't know, I'm rubbish at both! What you gonna concentrate on?"
"At the moment I'm gonna keep doing what I'm doing. Mainly Corrie, but singing when I get the chance.", replied Richard. "I best be off, mum will be round in a few mins to take me home and I still need a shower."
"OK then, what you upto tomorrow?"
"Nothing planned yet, gonna try to relax and chill. You fancy coming round to catch up?", said Richard.
"Yeah, will see you about 11 if that's ok?", asked Scott.
"Yep! See you at 11 then matey. I'll text you later. Bye!"
"Seeya!" said Scott as Richard hung up.
Checking the time, Richard saw that he had 15 mins before his mum was due to pick him up, so he stripped off his outfit and jumped into the small shower cubicle that was in the dressing room.
Once the water was nice and warm, he stood under it, watching the water run down his slim toned body, over his legs and down the hole.
He stood there for a few minutes just relaxing not thinking about anything when suddenly an image popped into his head.
A smile appeared on Richard's face and his cock started to rise.
The image in his mind was someone who had been smiling at him from the audience while he was on stage. Once he'd seen them smile he was captivated and focused on singing to them directly.
"God, he was cute!" Richard thought. "Shame I'll never see him again. When he smiled at me I thought I was gonna pop one right there on stage! Good job I managed to keep it down."
With this image in his mind, Richard grabbed his cock and started to slowly pump the shaft up and down, until it reached it's full 7 inches.
Once it was rock hard his pace increased, rubbing his penis more and more, his other hand was playing with his nipples and rubbing over his hairless chest and abs.
Richard was getting close so he slowed down and started to grab his balls and play with them.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, luckily he'd remembered to lock the door before he got in the shower.
Not stopping his actions he shouted "Yeah?"
"You ready?"
Shit, it was his mum. Why was she early for the first time ever? Letting his cock out of his hand he shouted, "Mum, your early! I'm in the shower, will be as quick as I can!"
"OK Richard! I'll be getting a coffee. Don't be long."
Once he was sure that she'd gone, Richard returned to the matter in hand. He grabbed his still hard cock and started to masturbate at a furious pace. Faster and faster, still playing with his balls, the image of the lad fresh in his mind.
His cock was pulsing in his hand and he knew he was close, it wouldn't take long. After a few momements he started to breath heavier and began to spew his load all over the wall. Spurt after spurt of thick cum being fired out and hit the wall, mixing with the water and disappearing away.
Out of breath he thought, "Wow! That was a good one. Wish it had been that lad. Shame I'll never know his name or see him again."
Shaking a few remaining bits of cum off his now shrinking cock he hurridly finished off his shower.
Once he had turned off the water he stepped out and grabbed a towel. He quickly dried himself and dressed, he didn't have time to do his hair so he put on his hat, grabbed the rest of his stuff and headed off to find his mum.
Once they'd said goodbye to everyone else, Richard and his mum left the studios and headed for the car park.
Once in the car, his mum started to drive, passing the studio gates Richard looked out of the window and thought he'd seen that lad again. He turned his head and kept looking, it was that lad and he was smiling back at Richard.
"If only..." he thought.
As the car started to speed up, Richard said a mental goodbye to the lad, knowing that he would never see him again. He saved the image of the boys smile in his head to use later when he got home.
Little did he know, he would cross paths with this lad in the very near future...
That's it for now, do you want me to continue?