Disclaimer - The sexuality of any person mentioned in this story should be assumed to be gay.
Wayne's car sped through the streets away from the ground. A few supporters who were taking their time leaving the ground tried looking in. I felt like waving to them as we drove past.
He drove his car onto the A56 and down towards the motorway. Soon we were speeding along at 90 m.p.h. I reached out and stroked his leg.
"Can't you wait", he smirked.
"I'm really horny", I replied.
"Me too sexy boy", he said as he again winked at me.
"Don't do that or I will be cuming without even touching my cock", I said as I stretched my leg.
"You'd better not", he responded, "I want all the cum you can shoot tonight".
I wondered where he was taking me. Suddenly I shot forward as he sharply applied the brakes.
I looked over at him. There was no vehicle directly in front of us.
"Sorry", he giggled, "I was dreaming about you. I almost forgot about that camera there".
We were travelling through road works and there were several speed cameras dotted around.
"Won't be long now babes", he said as we left the motorway.
Surely we can't be going to a hotel I thought. He must know somewhere private where we can be alone together. Unless there was another footballer who wanted me. How many could there be. Then my thoughts flashed back to Christano maybe he was part of Wayne's plans.
We sped along then off the main road along some country lane. After another turn and about another « a mile we pulled up to some gates which opened automatically as the car pulled onto a driveway of cobbled stone.
There were a couple of other cars outside the house. Which must have about 5 or 6 bedrooms looking at it from the outside.
"Come on", Wayne said nodding towards the door.
"Don't I get a kiss", I said as I smiled seductively.
"Not out here", he said, "You never know whose watching".
I looked round you could not see the road from here and there were no houses near enough. I thought I could see a couple of lights in the distance from a house but it was some way off.
As we walked up to the door. Wayne put his finger against his lips in a signal for me to be quiet. He took a key from his pocket and opened the door. We were in a small reception area with several doors leading off it. He lifted his hand to his mouth and made as though he was drinking from a glass and pointed at a door. He started walking towards it and I followed him.
We walked through the door. It led into the kitchen. He closed it behind us. He looked into my eyes and wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I leaned back against the door and closed my eyes as our lips met. He kissed me passionately. He took one arm from around my neck and rubbed through my trackie bottoms. My already hard cock responding to his touch by stiffening even more. He was really rubbing my cock through my trackies if he kept it up he would have me creaming before long. He broke the kiss and when I opened my eyes he was stood their looking into my eyes.
"You're the fittest boy I have ever seen. I can't believe how lucky I am", Wayne said quietly.
"Bet that's what you say to all of them", I replied.
"Look at that", he said, as he pointed towards the tent in his pants. I made to grab it but he held me off and walked towards the fridge. He took a large jug of fresh orange out and poured a glass. He handed it to me. I took a large gulp. He poured himself a glass as we stood there staring into each others eyes like a couple of school kids.
The kitchen door abruptly opened. I stood back with a jump and looked towards it.
"Whose this", she said. It was his girlfriend. I recognised her from earlier.
He just stood there and shrugged his shoulders with an inane smile on his face.
"Not here. You promised", she said angrily.
"Well where are we suppose to go. This is my house", he hit back. The smile gone from his face.
"I could ruin you", she said, pointing her finger at his face as she walked towards him.
I stood back as she walked past me as though I was not there.
"You don't say that when you are spending my money. Bitch", he looked right in her face.
"What if I fancy a bloke tonight", she said.
"Then get one. Only don't bring him back here and make sure no one follows you", he said as he took control of the argument.
"What's he doing here then", she asked as she looked at me for this first time.
"The butler", she half-laughed as she answered her own question, looking me up and down.
"No", he said calmly, "He's my cousin"
"Oh yeah", she said mockingly, "You've got a very big family".
"Tough", he said, before adding, "If you don't mind we would like to go to bed now".
She stared at it, before lashing out and knocking the now empty glass out of his hand. It bounced on the floor without breaking.
"You bastard", she said to him before turning and marching towards the door.
"Make the most of it", she said to me without looking back, "You won't last long".
She left the room I heard another door slam before we were alone.
I looked at him, "Do you want me to go", I asked.
"Don't you want to come to bed with me then", he looked at me surprised, "Don't worry about her, she'll get over it, she knows the score".
He picked the glass up and put it on the counter. He took me by the hand.
"Come on", he said, as he led me out of the room and up the stairs.
We half walked half ran up the stairs and into his bedroom.
"Last one out of his clothes is a sissy", he said as he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it onto the floor.
He started to pull his trackie bottoms down.
I said, "No. Wait. Can I", grabbing a hold of them to keep them up.
He stood back and stretched his arms out. I held his bare chest and rubbed my cheek over it. I stuck my tongue out and licked over his pecs and stomach. I knelt down and taking hold of his trackies I yanked them down. He had a nice white pair of Calvin's on underneath. I pulled them down too. His hard cock bounced up and hit his chest. I rubbed my face over his cock and licked round his balls. I took one into my mouth and sucked onto it gently. Instinctively he put his hands on the back of my head and pulled my face tightly into his crotch. His hard cock was rubbing all over my face as I licked all over his balls. My eyes were closed tightly as my tongue worked it's magic over his crotch. He was moaning away in a sign that he was enjoying it as much as I was.
"Let's get on the bed before I cum right here", he said as he half heartedly tries to pull me head from his crotch.
Reluctantly I stand up and he kick his trainers off and wriggles his pants and undies down.
"You're looking a little bit over dressed", he laughs as he jumps onto the bed.
In a flash I am out of my clothes and a join him as we wrap ourselves around each other.
"What do you want to do", I ask
"There's no rush. We've got all night. You don't have to go do you", he says raising his eyebrows.
"I want to wake up with you", I say rubbing my hand over his cock.
"Let's sixty nine first", he said, "I want to taste your spunk".
He swivelled round and felt his tongue on my balls. I reciprocated by doing the same to him. I was looking forward to having a long slow sucking session so I did not want go to fast. He licked up the full and length of my shaft and swirled his tongue around the head of my cock. Slowly he began to move his mouth up and down the length of my shaft taking more and more in as he worked his way up. I was absolutely loving what he was doing to me and I think he was enjoying me doing it back to him.
We must have kept it up for about half and hour just slowly moving our mouths up and down each others cock taking care not to the bring the other one off. When you felt the pressure was mounting we eased off, slowing down, not allowing the other one to shoot his cream. In the end though it just got too much for me. I started moving my mouth faster and faster along his organ. I think he realised that I needed to cum and he probably needed too.
I think it was me who shot first although it could have been him. His mouth was moving fast along my cock when I felt my first blast shoot into his mouth. This just caused him to suck even harder as he held on to my cock with my lips trying to take every drop. I felt his cum hit me in my mouth I tried hard to take it all but I was losing the battle. I felt a few drops of his cum dribble out of mouth. I licked my lips with my tongue trying to gather what remained. We lay there for a few seconds head to toe just panting while we both recovered our composure.
"Ahhhh", he lay back, letting out a contended sigh.
He jumped up and joined me at the top of the bed and cuddled up to me, rubbing his hands all over me. I just lay there enjoying the moment.
"That was bril", he eventually said, "That's the best sixty nine I have ever had".
"We could try it again, sometime", I said trying not to sound desperate.
"After I have fucked that gorgeous bum of yours", he said as he put his hand underneath me.
I turned to my side towards him and he reached round and stroked my arse with his hand. He pulled me on top of him and we started to kiss. His tongue fighting with my as our bodies entwined.
"Stop rubbing your cock against mine", he said, "Or you will be having me spunking again".
"I don't mind you can shoot you load over me any time you want", I said.
I started grinding my crotch into his as I felt his cock begin to harden again.
"Hey", he said, making a feeble attempt to push me off.
"Slow down babes", he said, "We have got all night haven't we".
"You want a beer", he said, as he got off the bed his cock sticking out in front of him.
"Yes please", I said, all that cock sucking and the taste of his spunk had made my mouth a little dry.
Wayne walked towards a side door into a sort of wardrobe. I could see a en-suite bathroom beyond it. He bent down and went under a counter. His arse stuck out towards me. I didn't know whether he was giving me a show on purpose but it had a fine effect on my cock. I lay there watching him my hand absent-mindedly playing with my cock. He produce two small bottles of beer from what I presume was a mini fridge. He opened them with a bottle opener from the counter and took a small sip from one of them. He handed me the other one.
I took a large gulp from it as I sat up on the bed. They were only small and I must have drunk half of it.
"Hey. Not so fast", he protested, "That's not how to drink it. Lie back".
I lay back on the bed.
"Close your eyes", he said.
After I had closed them I felt him get back on the bed. I wondered what he was going to do. I felt something cold on my balls. Then he licked them. I looked down at him. He smiled back.
He poured a little more beer on my cock and licked it off.
"That's the way to drink it", he said with a wicked look on his face.
"Let me do it you", I gasped.
"I'm finishing mine first", he said.
After another four or five splashes of beer he had almost finished my bottle my cock was throbbing with the effect of the cold beer and the magic of his tongue. He poured the last few drops of beer from his bottle straight into his mouth and discarded it under the bed.
"Your turn", he grinned.
He lay back and I moved down the bed and knelt between his legs as I copied what he had just done to me.
I poured some over his balls and licked it off. I then poured a little over his shaft and licked that. I still head a small amount left in the glass. I took his cock into my mouth.
"Woah", he said, "Lick my balls. My cock's almost ready to give that tight arse of yours a good shafting".
With that I poured the last few drops onto his balls and licked the remains of the beer off.
"Right turn over", he said, "And let me give that arsehole a good rimming. Get it ready for my big fat cock."
I turned over onto my stomach and buried my head into his pillow. I opened my legs wide and I could feel his breathe near my arse as he bent down over my bum. He stuck his tongue around my hole. I squeezed myself as I enjoyed the sensation.
"Oh that's amazing", I moaned as his tongue probed me.
"Got to get it nice and wet for my prick", he said.
He continued to give my arse a good rimming for another couple of minutes.
"Do you think you are ready for my cock now, big boy", he purred.
"Go on", I said, "Give me a good fucking".
He reached into the bedside cabinet and pulled out a condom before rolling down his cock. I turned over to watch him as he pulled it down his throbbing dick.
"Come on", he said as he slowly wanked his cock, "Let me fuck that arse".
I flipped over and assumed the position. I felt his knob head slightly push on my arse hole. Before little by little he pushed it all the way in. he hesitated for a few seconds I could feel his pubes brushing against my bum. He took hold of my hips and gently started rocking in and out of my arse.
"Oh yes", he moaned", "Fucking your cute tight arse".
He started picking up speed as his cock moved more rapidly in and out of my arse. He was moaning and groaning. I wished I could see his face. I felt like suggesting we swap positions. So I could look at him. He reached round and took hold of my hard prick and started wanking it.
His breathing was becoming heavier and knew he would not be long before he reached that point of no return. He was struggling to keep balance as he fucked and tossed me.
"Fucking hell", he screamed out.
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh", he shouted.
His was now wanking me furiously it would only be a matter of seconds before I shot my load. I had my head buried in his pillow as I gritted my teeth.
"Spunking up your fucking bum", he yelled.
I felt his cock throb in my arse. My own load was beginning to rise up my shaft as his hand moved up and down my shaft. He collapsed onto my back just as my load shot out all over my chest and onto his bed sheets.
He lay there panting his cock still half in my bum as it softened. I was struggling to gather my composure. I so much wanted to wrap my arms round him and kiss him.
"That was the best fuck of my life", he panted as he tenderly kissed my back.
He rolled off my back and enclosed himself round me as we lay there in a long loving kiss.
We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know I saw the sunlight pouring in through the window. It was morning.
I looked over him as he gently slept. He looked so beautiful lying there asleep and naked next to me. I reached down and started to play with his cock and balls. He began to stir.
He smiled up at me and I kissed him softly on the lips.
"You alright handsome", I said.
"Fine", he replied, "All the better for waking up next to you".
"You've got a hardon", he said as he looked down at my dick. He reached out and took hold of it.
He started wanking me off. I reached down and took hold of his cock and began to return the favour. I closed my eyes not sure what felt best. His hand on my cock or mine on his.
"Shall we do this in the shower", he chuckled.
"Yes", I nodded.
He took me by the hand and led me into the en-suite shower room. The shower was the biggest I had ever seen. Easily enough room for two people.
We climbed in and he turned the water on. The warm water splashed our bodies as we hugged and kissed under it. Our cock were hardening and we rubbed them against each other. He took my cock in his hand and started pulling on it. I stood back for a few seconds before I took hold of his. We were tossing each other off really frantically and it wasn't long before we shooting our loads all over each other.
We cleaned each other up with some gel and helped each other dry.
We walked back into the bedroom and lay on the bed as we closed our eyes and kissed once more.
"I could shag you all day", I said.
"Me too, lover boy", he replied, "Unfortunately I have things to do".
A few minutes later we decided we had better get dressed or we really would be there all day. We left the house. There was no sign of his girlfriend which I was thankful for.
He drove me to within 500 yards of my house and we agreed we would have to have a replay real soon. I refrained from kissing him but a gave his leg a quick squeeze as we said out goodbyes.
I cheerfully walked home. Both my parents would have left for work so I could have a lie down on my bed and remember last night's events. I took my key out and opened the door.
"And where have you been all night", my mother said crossly.
"Out at my mate's", I answered back.
"Well you could have let us know", she said wagging her finger.
"I'm 19. I'm a big boy. I can look after myself", I said, trying to calm her.
"Well it's not on. Your father will speak to you tonight", she said.
"I'm late for work now. So I will have to get going", she added as she slammed the door.
I hung around the house for a couple of hours before I decided to nip into the town to get some cash and to have a look around.
I caught the 82 bus into Oldham. After taking some money from the cash machine. I walked round the high street. It was a fairly warm day and there were a few fit lads out with their mates or girlfriends. There was nothing really I wanted to buy so after looking round for a while. I went into McDonalds for a burger and fries.
I went upstairs to take a seat near the window. They were all taken so I took another one near the stairs. I had started eating when I glanced round the room and saw the two lads who I had met on my last visit. They were sat at a table. It was obvious they recognised me because they were looking over and laughing. I tried to ignore them and continued to eat my meal.
I had almost finished my meal when I looked over and saw that there was only one of them left at the table. He was looking at me intently. I smiled. He turned his head away.
I kept my eyes on him as I finished off. He looked over but when he saw me looking he turned away. I slowly got up as walked down the stairs I glanced over my shoulder he was still sat there.
I left the restaurant and walked up the side of the market. I glanced over my shoulder and he was there about 50 yards behind me. I carried on walking for a while and then bent down to pretend to tie my laces. As I got up he was stood 10 yards away looking at his phone as though reading a message. I walked back to him.
"You following me", I said.
"No I'm not", he snapped back, defensively.
"Do you want something", I continued.
"No", he said.
"I'm going up this way", I said, "You coming".
Without answering he walked along with me.
About 20 seconds later he said, "Are you gay?"
"What If I'am", I said.
"Nothing", he replied
he still had his phone in his hand as he nervously played with it. As we reached a backing that led round to the bus station. I pulled him down it. We walked about half way down when I put a hand on his shoulder.
"Stop", I said.
"Why", he responded.
"Why you want to know if I am gay", I question him.
"Just asking", he says looking away.
I reach out and rub his crotch through his trackie bottoms.
"Don't", he says,"Someone might see"
"Like who", I say, looking around at the deserted passageway.
"You want to come back to my house", I invite.
"There's no one in", I add
"Can't I'm meeting my mate in a bit", he tells me.
I reach out and this time push my hand inside his trackie feeling his semi hard cock.
He lets out a sigh.
"Come on", I say as I take my hand out.
"I've never", he stammers.
I take hold oh his hand and bring it towards my cock. I let him feel it through my trackies.
"I've got to go", he says as he half turns to walk away.
"Give me your number and I will call you", he says.
We exchange numbers. He tells me his name is Ian and he 17.
I resolve to giving him a few days to call me before I try to make contact.
I catch the bus home and go up to my room and have a really good wank thinking about what I would like to do to him and his mate.
My father gave a right bollocking about responsibilities that evening. I thought about phoning one of my mates to see if they fancied a pint but as it was Thursday they would probably not be out.
I did get as a text from Pete inviting me out with the lads for Friday night. I told him I would let him know.
I just watched a bit of telly that evening and played a few games on my computer. I went to bed about midnight.
The next morning I waited until my parents had left for work before I got up. I was starving so I made myself some toast.
I didn't really know what to do so I did nothing.
About 11.30 I received a message on my phone. I read it. I couldn't believe Christano Ronaldo was actually texting me.
I called him back right away.
"I really need to see you", he said.
"Sure", I replied, "Anytime".
"Only I've nowhere to go. You can't come to mine. I share with others there's no way they can find out.", he says almost begging.
I think for a second, "You could come round to my house. My parents are out til about 4", I say.
"It's a bit risky", he says, "But I'm no horny. I been wanking thinking about the other night".
My already hard cock shot up to it's stiffest ever when he said he had had a wank over me.
"Fuck it", he says, "I'm coming round".
I give him my address. He is not sure where it is but he has satellite navigation in his car so he thinks he will make it.
I have another shower despite the fact that it is only an hour since my last one. I go upstairs and put a new pair of boxers and some white shorts. I lay on my bed trying hard not to touch my dick which is making a massive tent.
He seems to take ages and I begin to think maybe he has changed his mind.
I put on a c.d. to help pass the time.
I had almost given up on him when the door bell rings.
I adjust my shorts so the top of my pubes are showing and I run down the stairs to answer the door.
To Be Continued