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Until Something Did	By : rottengrl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Robbie Williams Views: 1073 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know the Pet Shop Boys, and I do not profit from these writings.

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- 1-Until Something Did
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Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know The Pet Shop Boys, and I do not profit from these writings.

I was inspired by the story "Like it Never Happened" that was written by Fundamellie. I hope that it is okay that I wrote another part to her story.

"So do you think Robbie will be coming today?"
The question flew loudly from Chris's mouth, bounced around the studio walls and landed with a thud to my chest. Bloody cheek that. I have to remember not to talk so much when I have had one wine to many. Typical, Chris remembers nothing of tour schedules and band details but tell him embarrassing gossip about your own life? Steel bloody trap.
My cheeks flushed rapidly as I coolly replied, I am sure he will,¨ earning a hard laugh from Chris and a confused look from our Sound Engineer Peter.
I busied myself arranging the lyrics I had worked on for Robbie and ignored Chris's chuckles. It wasn't that funny. It wasn't like there was even that much to laugh at anyway. My moment de jour with Robbie Williams International Superstar to put it bluntly it was little more than a slightly drunken mutual masturbation session. A few kisses and some groping of balls and cocks. Forgotten as soon as it began forgotten by him it would seem. I had talked to the bad boy in question several times since that night and not one mention of that hotel room and those hot wild kisses.

"Was I that easy to forget?"

I jotted down the possible song title into my notebook and pushed the memory of that night to the back of my mind.

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An hour later than expected Robbie burst in to the studio all apologies, cheeks kisses and charm. The boy was charming dangerously so. We got to work, Chris the wizard creating and burying us in layers of sound. Lost in the work I barely noticed the tight black t-shirt Robbie had chosen to wear. Or the new spiky cut his hair was in. Or the wonderful, slightly sweet, smell of his cologne. I prided myself on keeping it all friendly but professional. I did not, for example, get lost in those beautiful eyes of his or stare longingly at his plump mouth well I didn't stare for too long anyway. Nope I was nothing but the professional until he chose to bend forward right in front of me to retrieve something from that small backpack type bag he had carried in with him. His dark tracksuit pants clinging nicely to his firm round bum more than caught my attention. Unfortunately Chris noticed me noticing and laughed.
"What?¨ Robbie asked anxious to be in on the joke.
"Neil. He was certainly admiring the view."
Robbie laughed and shook his bum at me!
"This here Neil?¨ he giggled again. Was this the view?"
Chris doubled over with laughter and even Peter had a chuckle at my expense.
"Enough!" I scolded bringing out my best Taskmaster Neil persona. They continued to giggle but thankfully let the moment drop.

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It was decided that we should go out. A club Chris liked. I tried to beg off since I was tired and since the mixture of alcohol and Robbie meant I could not be trusted. I honestly was unaware how much the last time had affected me until he was next to me in the studio. Oh I knew it had been enjoyable, surprising, silly, exciting and all the rest of it. But there was something deeper in a way I simply did not want to think about. And, since he was straight and with his own share of demons I was better off with distance between us. That is what I told myself and yet one pout of those plump lips and I was persuaded. One drink, I told myself as we piled into the cab, Robbie squeezed in next to me. Our legs pressed together as he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "you never did tell me if you fuck your boyfriend senseless ya know.¨ One drink indeed.

The night had been a success for two reasons. One, I had pushed all my thoughts of kissing and sex aside and thoroughly enjoyed being out with Chris and Robbie. Lots of friends out tonight and warm feelings all around. The second was that I had managed to not drink too much and to leave after a respectable length of time. Chris and Robbie were still hard at the fun and waved me off with little fanfare. Right this is how it is supposed to be. Me home not out mooning over Robbie like so many of his star struck fans. I am, after all, no fan girl. Robbie may tease but this time I held my ground and left with my pride, and suit, still in fine shape.

My phone buzzed a few hours after I got home waking me up from a nap on the sofa and informing me that I had a text message. I located my glasses, slipped them on and clicked my phone to life.

"I have been bad and drank too much. Can I stay with you? Chris went home already.- Rob¨

I squinted at the small screen and furrowed my brows. Surely he could have found a hotel or had a few missus he could impose on? Another message popped up.

Hotels would mean media, missus would require explanations...you can scold me in the morning-Rob"

I laughed at how he was seemingly able to answer my questions without having heard them. I typed out,Okay bad boy. Since you are due in the studio tomorrow I will put you up,¨ and clicked send. As soon as the message whooshed away my doorbell rang. When I got there a sad faced Robbie stood at my door. I laughed again.

"Where you texting me from my doorway?¨

"Yes. I knew you would help me out. You're sweet that way.¨

"A pushover you mean.¨ I responded as I let him in and shut out the cold night behind him.

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"Go to bed Rob or I shall throw you out exactly as you are.¨ I made my, not very convincing threat, as Rob lay down next to me on my bed. He had originally gone to the guest room but was soon in my room sans anything but a robe, which was open exposing his naked body to me. Now he was pressing up against me practically purring in my ear.
"But Neil ya wouldn't throw me out. I just get lonely sleeping by meself.¨
"Fine but put some clothes on.¨
"Why? Do I disgust ya?¨
I sighed and cursed myself silently for bringing all this on by letting him in.
"I know you have fun teasing me but be fair. You wouldn't like it if a pretty woman lay next to you all night but was off limits would you?¨
"What if I am not off limits?"
"Stop it. Look, this cute routine might work for some star struck girl but not me. I am Gay you are straight. I am tired and you are teasing me unfairly. I am going to sleep. You are either to go to the guest room and sleep in whatever you want or you can stay here but only if you put clothes on.¨
He was silent for a moment and his voice was quiet when he spoke again."I didn't mean to tease ya. I think ya don't always listen to what I am really saying.¨
"What do mean?¨
"Don't matter, I do hate to sleep alone though and I really hate to sleep with any poxy clothes on. I'll tell you what. What if I showed you a trick I learned when I was touring with Take That? It is guaranteed to help you sleep.
I hated the sadness in his voice and I was confused as to what message of his I was not listing properly to. He could fall into insecurity and sadness so easy I hated to crash him any further.
"Alright show me this wonderful trick,¨ I said in a tired, but kinder, voice.
He wiggled out of his robe and let it drop to the floor and then in a flash he was under the covers.
"Robbie what are..."
The rest of the words were lost as the heat from his mouth surrounded my still underwear clad cock. Then the underwear was pulled down and my, very interested very hard , cock was sucked while my balls were lightly fondled.
It was amazing. Bloody amazing for a straight man. Bloody amazing for a gay man. Just bloody amazing. I wanted to ask where he acquired these wonderful hidden talents but all I could get out were a few moans and one undignified gurgle.
My cock, and what little was left of my dignity, popped loudly from his mouth and then I was face to face, naked body to naked body, with an international pop superstar.
"R-o-b-b-i-e,¨ I whispered completely lost for words.
"N-e-i-l,¨ he sing-sang back at me.
I would have thought your Take That years were all about chasing pussy not cock.
"My such a mouth on you Mr. Tennant! There were many, many, many girls but there were many, many, many hours stuck in hotel rooms like prisoners. We had to find some way to pass the time.¨
"Such naughty boys.¨
"Mmm. So you and Chris never?¨
"Never you mind. Besides we are not locked down in hotel rooms. No one is chasing us.¨
"I wouldn't say that. Are you a top or a bottom?¨
I was just about to scold him for such a personal question when, with a blush, I remembered where my cock had just been.
"Depends.¨
"On what?¨
"The situation...the person...the mood."
"Mmmm,¨ he murmured playing with my chest hair.
"Why?"
He smiled mischievously at me and then was gone again his hot wet mouth assaulting my senses and my cock.

"I should have cared about your question but my mind was somewhere else"

The lyric idea rattled around my head as Robbie's head bobbed and weaved me closer to an orgasm. I wanted to warn him and managed to sputter out words. Unfortunately my words came out as "gunta so clenser¨ or some such nonsense and then I came. He swallowed everything I had. He didn't even let my cock get soft instead he sucked it slowly and only stopped when I pulled on his shoulders.
He lay next to me again, that beautiful body covered with tattoos and scars. A tight fit body but one that had seen many emotional battles played out on its surface.
Leaning over me he kissed me, more of those passionate wild kisses from the hotel room.
"I want to fuck you Neil.¨
I should have been shocked or confused but I wasn't. He knew he could have me. A substitute for the fan girl he could not find tonight. Too sated from the blow job and the truth that I wanted him in ways he would never want me I pointed to the nightstand next to him but remained silent. He opened the small nightstand drawer and laughed.
"Hmm lube, condoms, two skin mags, a rosary and a prayer book. How very Neil Tennant this goodie drawer is.
I giggled,"The prayer book was a jokey gift from a friend. I think it just got thrown in there during a cleanup. I'll have you know I have never needed divine intervention in the bedroom.¨
He kissed me again, "I have no doubt. But a little prayer never hurts a bloke now does it?
That earned him a laugh before I rolled over to switch off the bed side light. He stopped me mid roll.
"No. I want to look at ya.¨
I have had stranger requests so I left the light on. I was only turning off for his sake really. I didn't have to conjure up images of the opposite sex the way he would be doing.

As he slid on the condom and slid open my legs all I could do was watch. The vision in front of me was mesmerizing. His chest was broad and hairy leading down to tight abs with a little hint of the tummy he could sometimes carry. The famous tattoos, surly studied and re-studied by fans, snaked around his arms moving with the sinful motions of Robbie stroking himself. What a showman. Normally I would have touched tasted and even took over but I knew instinctively that this was his show. Leaning down he kissed me and I returned the kiss my thanks and praise for his performance laced in my tongue.
His fingers cool with lube slid around and then into my ass leaving me moaning and thrusting in no time. My but he had done this before. I wonder with whom and where?
"Please,¨ I moaned
He giggled, "So polite Mr. Tennant even in your ecstasy.¨
"Shut up and fuck me...is that better?¨
"Mr. Tennant!¨ he feigned shock before landing melting kisses to my throat and lips.
His cock slid in with long strokes. It was sweaty, animalistic, full on fucking. Hard and desperate. God it was wonderful. No wonder so many women put up with his bad behavior longer than they should. He was a fantastic fuck. My control gone I moaned and grabbed thrusting back with abandoned. My long legs coiling around him silently demanding him to go deeper and harder. And then it stopped. Stopped so short I was shocked from my sex stupor.
"What?¨ I panted and, I'm sure, wined.
"I want you."
"Isn't it obvious you have me?" I laughed.
"No,¨ He slid out of my body and flopped over on his back. My body felt cold from the loss of him.
"I told ya you don't listen.¨ He leaned up and look at me. "I want you to fuck me.¨
"Are you sure? You don't have to.¨
"I told ya," he said his voice going into a pout."ya don't listen to me.¨
And then the coin dropped. Robbie had been trying to tell me what he wanted. He wanted to get fucked. Really fucked. Fucked in a way only a man knew how.
I put all my questions and concerns aside kissing him and stroking his cock. The used condom slid off and I flicked it with my fingers to parts unknown.
"Put a condom on me," I commanded noticing the glee that swept over his features. I moved around so he could do as I asked but that left me free to suck his cock. The condom had left a bitter taste but the beautiful girth and weight of his cock more than made up for that little disappointment. I took him as deep as I could humming a little as my mouth slid back and forth. Robbie dug his fingers into my thigh.
"Gawd feels good.¨
"Concentrate," I scolded secretly pleased with his words.
He quickly put a condom on me and then began licking my thighs and balls. As much as I was enjoying myself I knew I could never last if Robbie continued his attentions. Sadly I relinquished his cock.
I grabbed his thighs pushing them towards his chest. He eagerly helped by grabbing his knees pulling his legs back spreading himself open for me.

"I was an eager tourist I admit ,with little time to enjoy the view."

As I placed my cock at his entrance he pushed demandingly back against me.
"Patience."
"You can be a bastard ya know that?"
I laughed at him and gave him a sharp smack on his bum for his insolent remarks.
"Owww...rough play...yes please...more please."
God he was incorrigible. I took only moments before we were lost in the moment and each other. Hot, sweaty, urgent fucking. I held nothing back and neither did he. Matching each other thrust for thrust He was quiet verbally, only a few grunts, but his body shouted. He wiggled, trembled, squirmed and danced beneath me. His eyes dark jewels. His toes, which were now somewhere around my ears, curled in the most delicious manner. His fingers flew up and down his cock His excitement overwhelmed me. He tweaked and rubbed his nipples as his breath grew ragged and horse. I could feel him getting close to coming but I could not hold on. Just as my strokes grew jerky and clumsy his body tightened around me and he spilled onto his chest. The sight had me filling up the condom inside him. All the world disappeared as the sensations crashed over me. I collapsed onto of him. Panting and shaking with one of the best orgasms I had ever experienced.
After a while I simply rolled of him, no words from either of us, and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I came back to the room Robbie's snores greeted me. I used a wet washcloth to clean him up and then tucked us both under the covers. He never stirred.
I don't know how long I looked at him or when I fell asleep. The next time I opened my eyes the sun was just poking into view and my bed was empty. Robbie was gone.
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