Latest gay erotic stories: U-N-I Ch – Chapter 3
The following story is entirely a work of fiction. The story is about fictional characters, who are celebrities in the story.
The story will be built around songs by Coldplay.
Chapter 2 continues…
“Mark”Dylan called me as I was placing my guitar back in its case. “I was just at the bar, and a guy from BMG came up to me!
I stood up in a flash, realizing right away what it meant “for real?”
“Yeah! He’s interested. Said he wants to meet with us,” he answered, with so much excitement in his voice.
“Oh my god, this is happening!” I said, grabbing his arm, overly thrilled.
“It is, isn’t it!” he asked, astonished.
“Where is he now? Where are the guys?” I asked him, talking a lot faster than usual.
“Still at the bar, and they’re all dancing” he replied.
“What do we do?” I asked a bit freaked out.
“I don’t know, but we’ve got to stay cool. Come with me, I’ll introduce you!” he smiled.
We walked up to the bar and he introduced himself to me.
“Hello, I’m Scott Darcy,” he extended his hand.
“Mark, Mark Emery,” I answered, shaking his hands.
“That was a great performance you’ve just delivered!” he said to me.
“Would you two mind getting your bandmates, so we can talk backstage for a while?”
“Of course!” I told him.
They were dancing, and talking with fans. We gathered together to tell them that a guy from a record company was interested. They had the same reaction as me, and we all went backstage with him.
We all sat down in a dressing room and he introduced himself again.
“My name is Scott Darcy, I’m in charge of dealing with new talents at BMG.”
“You boys have just rocked the stage tonight! Were those your songs, have you all written them yourselves?”
“Yeah, we have!” Jordan told him proudly.
“I gotta admit, I’m quite impressed by the quality of your playing and of your music.”
“How old are you?” he asked all of us.
“We’re all eighteen” Dylan answered.
He just nodded. “I love when this happens! When I just stumble on new talents without looking for them. I’m just in Dublin for a few days. I was not even supposed to be here tonight, but I got a bit curious. I had heard of this new Irish band, making a buzz on the internet.”
“You!”, he said very seriously, pointing his finger at Rob “you have something that I haven’t seen in a young artist in a while. There is something about you that draws people’s attention, you’re very charismatic…you have star quality young man, and an amazing voice and stage presence, I must add.”
We all looked at Rob who I could tell, was trying not to blush at what was probably one of the nicest compliment he had ever received.
“oh, do I? Thank you” he muttered.
“That’s a great advantage you have here, you need someone like that in a band. And from what I’ve seen, you are all getting on quite well with your instruments, despite your young age. I was staggered during your performance, no mistakes, so much energy, passion, professionalism too…”
“Thanks” we said.
“But I’ve also noticed you are all good-looking lads, and you seem to have attracted quite a fan base already. I mean, you sold out a venue tonight and the media don’t even know you.”
Yeah, we had, and we couldn’t quite believe it ourselves.
“Trust me, image doesn’t do everything when you have talent but it sure helps a lot! I’m so intrigued by the five of you!”
We didn’t know how to respond. Thankfully, he asked us,
“What do you boys expect from this band you’ve formed? what motivates you?”
“We just want to have fun, play music together, we just love it” Damon answered. “I mean, we’d love to take it further but right now, we just enjoy playing together whenever we can. Tonight is actually the first time we perform in a place where people have to pay to see us play. We’ve only played in pubs before.”
Rob added, “Yeah, tonight, we thought it would only be people coming to the club, like, to dance, but as it turned out, they were coming for us!” he said, amazed.
“They were!” he confirmed “How long have you been playing together?”
Damon continued, “we live on the same street, we go to the same school, we’ve been friends forever. We started playing, we were…” he looked at us “thirteen, fourteen?”
We all nodded, it was around that age.
“Wow, it’s astonishing to me! That you got to that point already”
“Who writes the songs?”
They all turned to me.
“You?” he asked me.
I chuckled “well, I don’t do it all by myself … but yeah, I come up with the melodies most of the time.” I said a bit self-consciously.
“That song you played near the end, “Politik”, was it? it’s an amazing song, from top to finish. Absolutely brilliant! This should be released as a single, if you want my opinion. Amazing! Did you write that song as well?” he asked me.
“He did!” Jordan answered for me, punching my arm. “He comes up with most of the ideas, we just follow his lead and try to improve it all together.”
“Astonishing! I can recognize talent when I see it! And you all have a lot of it. You’re gonna go far,” he said looking at all of us, “a great song writer, a great front man, great musicians, a growing fan base, you’ve got everything, you’ve got everything you need to sign a record deal!”
We all looked at each other, completely thrilled.
“you wanna sign us?” Jordan asked, with the biggest grin on his face.
Rob and I were sitting next to each other. He turned to me and whispered, “Am I living in some kind of parallel universe since yesterday, in which all of my dreams come true?”
I laughed and pushed him a little with my shoulder. I shook my head no, “It’s real, all real!” I confirmed with a smile. He grinned at me and shook his head in amazement.
“Well, that’s definitely something that ought to be considered.” he answered Jordan.
He then asked us plenty of music-related questions like what kind of music we listened to, why, how many songs we had written, which was about fifteen so far, but only like ten were good enough to be played live…We were very enthusiastic and he seemed to enjoy that. If anyone started talking to us about music, it was hard to stop us anyway. There was a good atmosphere in the room, and we were growing more and more relaxed, he was a very nice, self-assured man who had probably seen a lot.
“ok, let’s get serious, you realise we don’t invest hundreds of thousands of pounds in a group, no matter how talented they may be just after seeing them live once.
I, but more generally the people who might consider invest in you, need to know you better. We need to hear your songs on a demo, we need to see if it’s good enough to be marketed to a targeted audience. We want to know what motivates you, how hungry you are to make it, how well you get along. We don’t want to invest money in a group that is going to give up after a few months because they can’t stand each other anymore or because they get so big-headed right from the start that they start to live it up all the time and completely forget what their goals were in the first place.
If you want to make it, you need to throw yourselves 100% into everything that you do, you need to work hard, it’s an extremely difficult business. It’s about working and working and working, it’s not about just having fun. It requires commitment and dedication, because as soon as you stop working, it’s over, someone else takes your place.
Is this clear in your minds? Are you ready for this? Are you all ready to give up a normal adolescence and going to college, or living every man’s life for this band? Do you think it’s worth it? Because if you do make it, your lives can change dramatically and you will have to deal with it! …So?”
We looked at each other, he sure had done a good job of describing the harsh reality but of course we still wanted it. I knew I did, I had faith in us.
“I’m even more ready than I was before I stepped into this room” Dylan said and we all agreed.
He seemed happy with that answer.
“Alright then, well, here’s my card” he said as he handed it to Rob.
“Can you tell me at what number I can reach you?”
“Sure” we answered and gave him our phone numbers.
“Alright I’ll call you so we can meet again. We have an office here in Dublin. Please, make a demo of those songs!” he begged.
“Oh, and one more thing, you are gonna need an adult to speak in your name and to take care of administrative forms for you, like a manager, so I advise you to find someone you trust completely and who knows enough about business to act in your best interests!”
And he stood up. We all did as well.
“Well, If you don’t have any questions, I’ll let get back to the dancefloor and I hope to hear from you again soon.”
We thanked him, chatted some more and he left.
We were extremely silent after he closed the door behind him.
Dylan spoke first, “this guy so wants to sign us, I didn’t know what to expect but that was beyond anything I had hoped.”
“I know, oh my god, this is huge, isn’t it? Rob asked “I mean this is it, if we record the songs and keep performing live like tonight, they’re gonna sign us. Did you hear him? He wouldn’t have told us all that if he didn’t hope to do something with us.”
“We’re gonna be famous!” Jordan screamed and we all laughed and cheered, genuinely happy.
We went back to the dancefloor, on a high, and partied until it closed. Rachel was thrilled to learn the news, and we danced together, until she had to leave to go back home with her friends. I was relieved, but I was not going to be able to avoid spending alone time with her much longer.
It was around 3 am when we left the club. When we arrived at Rob’s place, we were exhausted but still on a high. We quickly showered together and crashed on the bed, naked, hard from caressing each other under the hot water, and excited.
“Tonight was the best night of my life!” He told me.
“Really, I thought yesterday was?”
“It was pretty great too!” he answered with a grin.
He placed his hand on the side of my face and his expression got more serious as he leaned over to kiss me full on the lips.
“All of this must be too good to be true,” he said.
“It’s not!” I reassured him in a whisper and he resumed kissing me. I loved the gentle pressure of his lips on mine. He kissed me with a hunger and intensity that I had never experienced with anyone else, and all I could think about was that I wanted more. I could feel my whole body respond to him.
I held him tight and rubbed my body against his as our hands began roaming all over. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, smelling him, discovering how much his scent turned me on. Then I began licking my way down to his shoulders as I caressed his chest and pinched his nipples between my fingers.
I pushed him down on his back and raised myself up to look at him. He looked gorgeous and I found myself wondering why I fancied him so much. I couldn’t stop watching his strong chest and arms, his abs and I wanted him bad. I couldn’t believe how much my feelings for him had grown in such a short amount of time. But I couldn’t fight it. I didn’t know what part of his body to go for so I just pushed my face in his chest and licked, kissed and nibbled at everything my lips came in contact with. I sucked on his nipples and my tongue traveled all around his six-pack loving how hard it felt. His cock was leaking like a faucet so I wrapped my lips around his shaft and licked greedily all the precum that was easing out. I soaked his pole with my saliva before engulfing it in my mouth. As I listened to his moans, my own cock was throbbing and I jerked myself, getting hornier and hornier as I kept sucking him up and down for a while.
Then, I concentrated on the head and its sensitive area until I felt that I needed more. I let go of his cock and licked my way up his chest. I stopped on his nipples and teased them a little. My cock was begging for attention and I needed more of him, so much more.
When I reached his face, I kissed him on the cheek and moved my mouth to his ear. I licked his earlobe sensually and I couldn’t help but whisper passionately,
“I wanna fuck you so bad!”
I really did. I wanted to know how it would feel to be inside of him and I was pretty sure that he was up for that. I was used to fucking a girl but I had to admit that fucking a guy in the ass, especially him, was a huge turn on, and again, the thoughts crossed my mind that this had to me more than just sexual curiosity. But for now, I couldn’t question my sexuality more than I already had in the past twenty fous hours.
I briefly looked into his eyes to see his reaction, and he looked back at me with a passion I had not yet seen in his eyes.
“I wanna be inside of you” I said again.
He moaned “Oh fuck yeah!” and kissed me with ferocity, “do it!”
“Turn around” I told him.
He did and I lowered myself down on the bed and took his ass cheeks in my hands, massaging them and pulling them apart, exposing his hole. I was so excited, I wanted to do to him what he had done to me and I slowly started licking his crack up and down, giving it a tongue bath, making him whimper with desire.
He buried his face in a pillow and moaned. He raised one of his legs on the side to let me access his hole more easily and I teased him with my tongue again, not pushing it in, just gently licking around, driving him crazy.
“ohhh, yes!” he moaned, several times.
I continued rimming him, applying more and more pressure on his hole. With one firm push, my tongue pushed its way inside and entered his ass and he cried softly and moaned hard at the intense pleasure of feeling my tongue inside him.
I slowly began pushing and pulling my tongue in and out and he just moaned and encouraged me to continue,
“oh yeah, feels so amazing!”
I then wet my thumb and applied pressure until it popped into him. He groaned, enjoying the feeling, completely surrendering to me. I opened him up with my thumb, sliding it in and out and I couldn’t wait to feel my length inside him.
“There’s lube in the drawer” he said, breathing hard.
I kissed his lower back and stood up to get the lube. I then lubed my fingers and pushed two of them inside him and slid them in and out, feeling his warmth, until I felt he was ready, which he confirmed,
“I’m ready Mark, do it” he urgently told me, obviously wanting it bad.
I lubed up my throbbing erection and got into position. I couldn’t wait to enter him, my cock was hard as a rock. He raised himself a little and I pushed the head into him. He gasped and I stopped for a second, letting him get used to me. I pushed again and my cock began sliding into him so slowly, opening him up and it felt exquisite.
“Oh God” I moaned “you feel so good” I could not believe what I was doing but I was enjoying every second of it. His ass was so tight and warm that it could have sent me over the edge quite quickly, but I wanted this to be good for him.
“oh fuck” he sighed and remembered to breathe when he felt my pubes on his ass.
I didn’t move and he started to really get used to me, enjoying the feeling more and more. He turned around and smiled and I leaned down to kiss his lips. I wrapped my arm around his stomach, the other around his shoulders and I started moving, holding him tight.
He moaned sensually as I started fucking him gently, withdrawing a few inches and pushing back in. I wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure, it seemed to be a mixture of both. I started a rhythm and he shuddered almost violently when my cock poked against his prostate.
I managed to scrap his prostate again and the same incredible sensation overwhelmed him, “oh yeah, fuck me” he almost whined, as I held him tight against me.
“ohhh, fuck Rob” I moaned. The sounds he was making were turning me on so bad.
His ass gently massaged my cock. He felt amazing. The pleasure was intense for the both of us. I was moaning sensually and he kept whining but I knew it was more pleasurable than painful for him.
After a moment, I pulled out of him and made him turn around. He lay on his back and as I watched his cock, still hard and ready to explode, I felt the need to take it into my mouth again. I sucked on the head, teasing him and he moaned, moving his hips a little to fuck my face.
When I stopped, I raised his legs and positioned my cock at his entrance again. I pushed myself easily deep into his ass again, looking into his eyes. As he looked back into mine, he shuddered and grabbed the back of my neck to pull me for a kiss.
“Your ass feels so amazing!” I moaned in his mouth.
“Oh god, Mark” he moaned “you feel so good! I love it!”
I speeded up my pace, kissing him deeply as he held me tight against him to increase the pleasure. I felt like he wanted to feel me against him as much as he possibly could.
My rhythm picked up and after a few minutes, I began to lose control. I was still gentle but there was an insistence to my thrusts now. I grabbed his legs, placed my hands under his knees and pistoned in and out of him, losing myself in the love making as my orgasm started to build up. My cock was assaulting his prostate mercilessly and from the erratic sounds he was making, I knew he was going cum before me, or maybe at the same time as me. I closed my eyes and thrusted deeper and harder into him.
“Ohh fuuuck, ohh Goood” he moaned hard ” I’m gonna cum, ahhh” he cried out.
He grabbed his cock and his asshole tightened as he came. He groaned with a look of pure bliss on his face. He tensed and quivered as the cum shot out of his cock, onto my hand, his chest and his stomach.
I felt my balls tightening and a groan of pure pleasure rumbled out of my throat as I embedded myself into him. I cried out in ecstasy when I began dumping my load in his ass. My orgasm was long and powerful and when I was done, I crashed my lips on his.
We kissed for a moment until I gently pulled out of him.
He laughed. “Now, THAT was the best sex I’ve ever had, and the best night of my life!”
I laughed and cuddled up to him. “You’re ok, I didn’t hurt you?”
“Absolutely not! I had you exactly where I wanted you! Damn, this is getting better and better! You’re incredible, I love you so much.”
I smiled “I love you too” I whispered.
He took a deep breath “Do you know how much that means to me?”
“I know, and I mean it.”
He smiled “I’m so happy right now.”
I smiled too and he kissed me.
We made out, until we fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up before him and just watched him sleep for a bit. He looked so handsome. His dark hair was dishevelled, his lips were full, his skin was smooth and golden, his arms were strong, his black eyelashes looked perfect and I could just imagine how much his eyes, his beautiful eyes burnt for me.
Again, I was astonished at how attracted I was to him. I was going to have to admit to myself that I was not as straight as I thought I was. I thought about how much I had wanted to fuck him and how much I had loved it. I got hard, I wanted to touch him but he was sleeping so peacefully that I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower.
When I came back into the room, I was only wearing my boxer briefs and using a towel to finish drying myself. He was awake, lying on his stomach.
He smiled at me, “hey gorgeous.”
“Am I still in a perfect parallel universe?” he joked.
I smiled “Still!”
I sat on the bed and he sat up behind me and kissed my shoulders as he wrapped his arm around my stomach.
“Last night was wonderful”
I turned my head and he placed a soft kiss on my lips.
“You know” he added “I hadn’t done that with Charlie. He was always bottom. I wanted to and I almost did, but now, I’m so glad I didn’t.”
I smiled. I didn’t know what to tell him but I felt good knowing I was the only guy who had fucked him.
“You know, I’ve got news for you!” he announced.
“You’re not straight!” he told me with a laugh.
“Shut up!” I laughed and shook my head. I wasn’t ready to get into that with him.
“But I’ll let you pretend all you want.”
I sighed. “Rachel left a message. I’m gonna see her today.”
“Why? Do you really have to go?”
“Well, yeah, cause I’m not gonna see her for a while.” I smiled.
“We have our exams next week and then she’s leaving on Saturday with her parents for over a month. She’ll be back at the beginning of August.”
“Awesome!” he grinned
I laughed. “So I can’t exactly say no to seeing her today! I’m gonna have lunch with her and… I don’t know…”
“Alright, I’ll call the guys, see what they’re doing, maybe you can join us later.”
I got ready and left. I spent the whole day with her, talking about the gig, about our music and the record deal, about our exams, about her leaving on holidays, about her friends… I really did enjoy her company and we always had something to talk about. She was a great girl and I really didn’t want to hurt her.
We ended up having sex. It was nice and comfortable, but nowhere close to the passionate sex that had occurred the previous night with Rob. And I just wanted to go back to him.