This story is a complete work of fiction centering on a sexual encounter between the footballer David Beckham and Prince Harry. It is common knowledge that both men are heterosexual, and this story in no way attempts to question either man's sexuality or preferences. Readers should be 18 years of age or older.
This story takes places a few weeks after my last story, David Beckham and Chris Mears
David Beckham's lust for men had been awakened. In the last few weeks he had been with two of the hottest young guys in the world. He had fucked Tom Daley in a drunken state in a London hotel and then been with his equally hot mate Chris Mears. As David lay back on the long plane journey ahead of him, it was this experience that his mind wondered to. He loved the slim, youthful, defined muscle of Chris's atheltic body. He loved the cheeky grin that he gave him when he was on his knees, sucking his big cock and looking up to David. David was tempted to wank himself off there and then but knew that if he did, images and stories would appear online in seconds. It was one worst things about being famous. Instead he decided to rest his eyes and wait for the arrival in London.
Several hours later, the plane landed at Heathrow and David worked through the scrum of photographers to meet his press agent in the limo waiting outside. Victoria and the children were enjoying a school break in sunny LA and David was in London for a few days on charity business. He was attending an event hosted by the young Princes, in London and always looked forward to seeing them. He went home and rested for a while before taking a look through his wardrobe at the options for the evening. A black tuxedo would do. While taking out the dirty luggage from his washbag, he hesitated. There was an item in there that clearly was not his. A white jock strap, cum stained and in a Small size. He picked it up out of the bag and instinctively smelled it. The scent made his cock instantly hard. He went over to his phone and pressed for Chris M. It was answered in seconds.
"Alright Becks" said Chris Mears on the phone.
"Don't alright me you dirty little shit." he said in mock anger. "Happen to leave your dirty jock in my bag as an accident did you?"
"I thought you would like a memento of me. I still have the feeling of your big cock up my arse."
David grinned, his mind flashing back to the horny sex session that they had recently. "Dirty fucker".
David hung up the phone and sniffed the jock again. He wished he had time to lie down and have a long wank sniffing that sexy little jock. Instead he jumped in the shower and got ready for the event. Once out, he wrapped a towel over himself and walked over to a chest of drawers containing hundreds of pairs of fresh white CK briefs. Having previously modelled for Armani and worked as an underwear model for H&M, did not make much difference to David. He still loved CK briefs. They all looked so boring though. He turned around and saw the Chris Mears cum stained jock on the floor and feeling rebellious, went and picked them up. He let the towel drop to the floor and admired himself in the full length mirror in front of him. David loved his body. He loved how tall and slim but still muscular. He loved the tattoos that covered his arms and chest. He turned around and saw that he loved his high, tight arse but most of all he loved his cock. He loved how big it was. How thick it was. How heavy his balls were. How it was always hard and had never failed to leave anyone that had seen it gasp. He spread his legs and stepped into the jock strap. As he pulled them up his firm legs, he felt the fabric tighten. Chris was a slim lad and must have been several sizes smaller than David. He managed to squeeze himself into them and saw that they were incredibly tight on his body. He admired the effect and thought he looked good though. His cock looked bigger than ever, straining against the tiny fabric. His arse looked magnificent and the jockstrap all over made him look athletic and toned. He put the rest of the tuxedo on and felt very good about himself as he left the house and made his way to the event.
A 5 star London hotel later that evening
No amount of alcohol could stop this event being boring. He had shook hands and smiled for photos for hundreds of people and even stood on stage for a few minutes and made a short speech. There was no one remotely good looking around and it did not look as if either of the Princes had attended. As he was looking around the back of a handsome red headed man and saw with relief, that it was Prince Harry.
David approached Harry and said hello. He had always got on well with both young Princes and admired how well brought up they were. Neither was particularly handsome, but after having seduced two younger men recently, he looked at Prince Harry in a new light. They grabbed some champagne from a waiter walking past and spoke for a while about the charity and David's recent retirement.
"So do you have more time for fun now that you aren't playing so much?" asked Harry
"Not really. My diary is pretty full at the moment but I wish I had more free time." said David
"You need to relax more." said Harry. "I know just the thing for you." Come and meet me at the rear exit of the hotel on the ground floor in exactly ten minutes." and with that he had gone.
David was confused. He was not sure exactly what fun Harry was alluding to but he was intrigued and surely he was safe to do whatever he wanted in the company of a Royal. He did as Harry asked and went to meet him outside the hotel after ten minutes.
He saw the young Prince leaning against some large bins, smoking. As he approached, he was sure that it was not a normal cigarette. He could see the headlines now "Prince Harry smokes weed" shocker. As he went forward, Harry saw him and beckoned him forwards.
"Here mate, have a smoke."
"No thanks mate. Not for me." said David, slightly nauseated by the smell.
"Go on. It will really relax you. Its complely pure and the best weed in the world" said Harry.
David hesitated and took the cigarette from his hands. For the first time ever, he took a drag and exaled. He was surprised by how easy it was. He did it again. He felt his muscles relax and his head become light. Harry smiled as he watched.
"Feels good doesnt it?" he said.
David nodded in agreement. Close up, and in the moonlight, Harry was hot. David found his fingers moving towards his cock and he spoke with him and watched him smoke. He made it look incredibly sexy.
After several minutes, Harry put the cigarette out and walked in front of David. He looked into his eyes and grinned a big smile. He looked down and saw that David's bulge was visible through his suit. David had not noticed it seemed, so he boldly grabbed the bulge and squeezed it. David was shocked. He said nothing, embarrassed about being seen hard in front of a Prince, but he could not hide how horny he was. Harry looked into his eyes, put his fingers to his lips and whispered "Follow me".
David said nothing and followed the young hot Prince. They entered the hotel through the back door and the place looked deserted. They walked through the dark corridors and eventually into a small, simple looking bathroom. David thought that it must be for staff only. Harry and David entered and Harry locked the door from the inside. Once they were in, he pushed against David and kissed him hard on the lips. David returned the kiss. He let his tongue explore Harry's mouth and let his hands wander. He undid the button on Harry's tux and felt his slim body through the shirt. Harry stopped and grinned at David.
"I've wanted to do that for so long" he said. David just looked at him, dumbfounded. He was alone in a bathroom and kissing one of the most eligible young men in the world. Harry undid his jacket and threw it to the floor.
"You are up for fucking me aren't you?" he said.
David grinned. "Yeah" he answered. "Try and stop me".
The couple kissed some more. David undressed Harry. He slowly undid each of the buttons on his shirt to reveal a slim, toned chest, surprisingly powerful and built. He licked Harry's nipples and bit them, which Harry seemed to really love. Harry seemed eager. He undid the button on his trousers and let them fall to the ground. Then he did the same to David. He felt his toned chest through his shirt, kissing him at the same time. His hands moved to his bulge and he felt David's big cock. He wanted it and he wanted it now. He frantically pulled the trousers down and saw the impressive cock in Chris Mears cum stained jock strap. He could see that the head on David's cock was big. It was purple and leaking pre cum which had impressed itself onto the jock strap. Kneeling down, he pushed the cock out of the jock and let his mouth feel the thick hotness.
David gasped back and let Harry's head down further onto his cock. Harry was an expert cocksucker. He licked, flicked and blew it professionally. He gagged when David made him take the full length of it in his mouth. David looked down and smiled. Harry looked amazing on his knees, half dressed, wanking his slim 7 inch cock hard and sucking on his cock.
After he had sucked him so much that his mouth had started to hurt, Harry got up off his knees. He pulled his black boxers down and positioned himself in front of the sink. The position was a good one. With the mirror directly in front of them, they would both be able to watch each other.
Saying nothing. David slipped off his shoes, trousers and jock and walked towards the hot Prince, who was bent over the bathroom sink. He spat on his hands and let the spit work its way into the Prince's hole. Harry squirmed. It was cold and he wanted David's cock in him right now. Wasting no further time, David positioned himself behind Harry and started to push his way in. Slowly, inch by inch he pushed further into Harry's hole, all the time watching Harry pant and gasp in the bathroom mirror in front. Harry was in pain. David's cock was the biggest he had felt, and he felt as if he was going to do some damage. Within moments though, the pain passed and he felt that amazing feeling. He felt the big thick dick of David Beckham gently pounding his hole. David did not want it to end. He slowly worked himself in and out of Harry. He loved watching his thick cock enter and slowly come out and the way that Harry's arse would tighten when he did that.
Harry was eager to cum. He begged David to fuck him hard. Obligingly, David began to thrust harder and faster. He could feel the sweat pouring from Harry's chest and at the moment he twisted his hard nipples, Harry came hard over his own chest. The Prince blew a huge load that erupted over his chest. Reems of cum were covering that slim chest, some landing on David's arm and expensive designer watch. The feeling of the cum on his arm was all that David needed to do the same. He pushed himself deep into Harry and came hard inside of him. Harry collapsed into the sink, but David kept pushing. He had been known to cum a massive load, but never this much. The joy of fucking Prince Harry bareback had been unparalled. Harry was wet and empty from the massive load and they were both sweaty, messy and covered with cum. David slowly released out of Harry and kissed him hard on the lips.
Within minutes, both were dressed immaculately once again and had joined the party.