This story is purely fictitious and not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
In Between Games - Josh's Story
I'm a working lad from the east end of London, over the last couple of years I've worked hard at my job, which is selling sex to guys. I'm fairly intelligent, pretty hot looking, - I manage to combine a pretty-boy look with a hard street edge that other blokes like. I'm just over 6 feet tall, 11 and a half stone, dark hair and blue eyes. My body is honed with a good proportion of muscle in the right places, I've got a small amount of hair between my pecs which, with my arms and my butt, are my best features, and a treasure trail running down from my belly button which guys seem to love. I come across as straight, keep myself fit have an average sized, cut cock just under 7 inches and fairly thick and I give great head. I'm a modest fucker as well. From turning a few tricks a while back I soon realised that I had a bit more than most of the lads around me. So I moved up market and started targeting young professional guys. I found that they were all dying for it, wanted discretion and of course had plenty of dosh which they were happy to pass in my direction as long as I gave them what they wanted, and what they wanted was usually a bit of rough.
Standing in my favourite bar the other night looking to get off with someone a young guy came in on his own, really fit body, cap pulled down quite low but he looked familiar. I sat and chilled for a bit keeping an eye on the door but kept getting drawn back to the guy at the bar. He ordered another drink and then it clicked, it was Joe Cole the Chelsea player. I couldn't believe my eyes, he was a player I fancied the arse off and my old pecker was on full alert the second I recognised him. I never had him down as gay but, like a lot of others had hoped he was. Now he was here in my bar clearly looking for a pick up.
I must have been staring cos he looked over I took a sip of my beer and he had gone back to his drink. I looked at him now quite hard; checking him out, it was definitely Joe Cole. He looked up again and this time I held his gaze and he nodded. "Fuck me" I thought and as casually as I could, I walked over and asked him if he wanted a drink. He ordered a Becks (now there's another one) and we went over to one of the seats in the corner.
We started chatting about the bar and some of the people in it and he started to rub his leg against me. I couldn't really believe my luck, one of the hottest looking footballers was coming on to me big time, so I put my hand on his leg and gripped his thigh; a tingle that went through me, it was pure muscle. I looked at him and he grinned so I pushed my hand further up until it was just resting on his bulge. I knew I had to have him and I squeezed his cock through his jeans. He was a big lad that was for sure and he made no attempt to remove my hand. His cock throbbed under the pressure and I thought it was time to make a proper move on him. All thoughts of money went out of the window, this one was for free and fuck it had to be soon. We finished our drinks so I stood up and motioned him to follow me.
Just outside the bar opened on to an alley, I'd been there with a few clients so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. I could see he was gagging for it as he looked around the bar before following me outside. A few yards down was an opening and I ducked in spinning round as I went pulling him in after me. Holding his jacket I pressed my mouth against his hot lips, the stubble on his face grazed across my face and sent me wild, although I usually did this for a living, I loved sex and always enjoyed it, I also had a rule that I had to fancy the bloke so I had the best of both worlds. As it happened, Joe qualified in every way and now I wanted him badly. I ran my tongue over his lips and pushed into his mouth, I tasted the fresh smell of beer on his breath and my cock jumped again. Wanting to see how far he'd go, I ground my crotch into him and put my hands on his shoulders. "Suck my cock," I said and he just fell at my feet. It really was going to happen, he was like a man possessed. He pulled my jeans down and for a few seconds he just looked and then he took hold of my prick and sank his mouth over the end.
I was fucking gone already "Suck it" I urged him "I want to fuck your mouth." He started to tease me so I grabbed his head and shoved him back on to my leaking cock. "I'm gonna spunk down your gullet mate" I said as I slowly started thrusting back and forth into his sweet mouth. The cheeky fucker pulled back again and, still wanking me off said something like "I'm gonna suck you dry" so always up for a challenge I wasn't going to be fucked about, I took both hands held his ears and fed him my boner. This time, he wasn't getting off until he'd taken my load, which was boiling in my balls. Now I was in charge and I used the suckers mouth, fucking and fucking at his mouth and throat nearly cumming with just the thought that Joe Cole was on his knees in front of me in an alleyway sucking my hard, pulsating prick. Giving myself over to the amazing feelings I allowed my tool to slip over his tongue in and out of this throat, he blew me like a pro and I started to feel the pleasure build up, with each stoke my prick was getting more and more sensitive and I just started to buck and groan as he milked my knob. As he got lost in the blowjob, I took out my phone and pointing it down towards him shot off a couple of pics ^Ö you never knew when these things would come in handy.
I was getting close now and breathing was getting erratic I wanted it to go on and on but was powerless to stop it, I felt the surge as my balls contracted and the exquisite release as finally my hard on blew apart "I'm gonna cum mate ^Ö oh fuck" I just about stammered but he just pulled me closer and drove down even harder sending me thrashing over the edge. "Yessss" I grunted as it rushed up my shaft and streamed into the sucking mouth below me, more and more spasms hit me as I creamed gallons of spunk into him. I had cum with the some amazing guys but the thought of who it was must have made it better, I couldn't remember ever cumming so much. Fair play to the bloke he took the lot but as always a bit leaked out and as he slowly stood up, the smears of my cum on his face shone in the moonlight and gave an extra boost to what was already an out-of-this-world experience. A bit of spunk was left at the edge of his mouth and I leaned in to lick him. I wanted to lick him all over but I got the few strands clinging to his face and pushed my tongue into his mouth for a really sloppy, spunky kiss.
I really like the taste of my own stuff and licking it off the inside of his cheeks was so good. His hard stubble scraped across my chin as we kissed deeply and although I had only just cum, I could feel his bulge pressing into my leg. Now it got better still, I love being sucked but my favourite thing of all is to suck a hard cock, take it into my throat and taste the cum as it shoots out of the knob.
"My turn," I said kneeling down I opened his zipper, and reached inside feeling his warm and damp crotch. At first I just took in the scent but he was too far-gone for that. I took his prick in my hand and looked at the beautiful tool, it must have been 8" long and quite thick, the foreskin was pulled back and it looked so swollen it must have hurt. His balls were large and full with a nice bush of black hair surrounding them. The best thing though was the excitement of before had obviously been just as much for him as it had been for me, he was literally pouring pre-cum out of the tip. His CK's had already soaked up a fair bit and were wet with his juice. I rubbed the cock-head over my cheeks making sure I wiped a trail of his cream into them and stuck out my tongue to get the rest. Even in this light I could see it pulsing and I pulled the skin back over the tip, running my tongue in between the fold and his ultra smooth knob. The smell of spunk and balls swept through my nostrils and I eagerly lapped up the cum from his piss slit. He was totally gone and moaned deep in his throat, I knew he had to cum and I knew just the trick. Lustfully, I stuck out my tongue, swept the tip of it over his straining knob end and giving my best smile I looked up and said "spunk on my face." None of my clients could last for long once I'd said that and he was no exception.
Although it made them feel good, it was nothing to the effect it had on me, it got me hard as fuck even if I'd just cum. Getting a spunk shower was my favourite part of sex and it beat, for me shooting over their faces although many of my guys loved me to do it. I wasn't disappointed, he shot fucking everywhere; on my face, over my hair, in my mouth and I swear he hit the wall on the other side of the alley. The first full drops of pre-cum ran out and turned into a river of salty, thick streams of spunk raining down on me and I was a bit grateful I hadn't tried to swallow it, I'd have fucking choked to death, but what a way to go. The power of his orgasm took me a bit by surprise but fuck, it was horny, his cum tasted really nice and sexy, creamy and salty all at the same time and I lapped it up. Looking up at him the whole time I squeezed his bollocks to make sure I got the lot then the last and horniest bit, still holding his cock I lifted up so I could lick the underside and nearly came again as this beautiful throbbing muscle, with the last remnants of his cum dripping down the shaft, butted me in the face and finally pushed back into my willing mouth.
I pulled the shaft hard until nothing else came out and reluctantly left it behind as I stood up again to renew my assault on his gaping mouth. He kissed me back hard wanting as much as me to taste the cum still smeared around my lips. By now I was hard again, I always had good recovery and this was too good an opportunity to miss. I grabbed him roughly and spun him round against the wall. My cock was pointing straight up and I rubbed it up and down against his crack. The moans coming from him against the brickwork were all I needed and smearing some of my own juice around the head I started to probe his arse entrance. He started to panic and tried to pull away but I was too far along the way now and wasn't about to pass up this chance. "We can't," he whispered, but my cock head was already pushing in past his ring. Once I got it that far I paused, felt him open up and pushed my prick all the way in to his tight little bum pressing my stomach and balls into the cheeks of his arse.
This was all for me now and I fucked him hard throwing him into the wall with each thrust. His arse muscles clamped down on my cock milking the cum from my balls. The amount leaking out acted as a lubricant and I slipped in and out quite easily despite him clenching me. God he was so hot and so tight and it sent me into orbit quickly. He started to push back into me as I held onto his shoulders and pumped myself into his wonderful hole. I felt the rush as I started to spurt deep inside him, the feelings pulsing through the tip of my cock were amazing, his sphincter contracting and squeezing me as I collapsed onto him breathing heavily. I softly kissed the back of his neck as I allowed my softening cock to slip out. I quickly wiped myself and tucked myself back into my jeans. Picking up his baseball cap I handed it to him and for a moment we just looked into each other's eyes. "What's your name mate," he finally said.
"Josh."
"Josh, OK" and he gave me a piece of paper, "that's my mobile, give me a ring eh?" With that, he started to move away down the alley. "Hey," I called after him "what's yours then?" "What?" he said, "your name you tosser." "Oh, Joe" he yelled back and with that he disappeared round the corner and out of sight.
To be continued^Å^Å
Well Josh seems to be a devious little fucker, obviously you've got to be careful who you suck off in dark alleys. I'm open (as usual) to suggestions as to how this particular story line will develop, although I do have few ideas of my own. As before contact me at spursman1000@yahoo.co.uk for idea, suggestions or just to say hi. My ICQ number is 178942074 (www.icq.com) or you can get me on yahoo messenger - spursman1000. Would love to hear from you!
The England training camp is definitely on the way for those who've requested it (which is quite a few now), be patient.
The start of this adventure can be found in the previous block of stories which link to this one. I intend this to be a series of inter-related stories, which can spin off or come together as the mood takes me. If you missed the first batch the link is below.
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