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Post Match Analysis
The Chelsea team trooped up to the players' lounge and headed for the bar, some of the Utd players were already there and as Joe looked around he caught sight of Alan Smith in the corner laughing and joking with Keiran Richardson and Wes Brown. He was back to the normal jack-the-lad type and when Joe glanced across, he completely ignored him. John Terry came over with a lager and the players found themselves a couple of tables. "We were shit today" John said to no-one in particular "and you, you cunt -- why the fuck did you clump that little prick, we were just getting on top then"
"I dunno, it was in the heat of the moment," he said. Joe looked away thinking of the exertions of earlier and smiled to himself as he recalled the scene, if only you knew, he thought. The bar was filling up with players, directors and the level of noise grew as people started to relax. Joe kept flicking his eyes across at the Utd contingent; Ronaldo caught his eye and winked. He sat there with his drink and his mind drifted back to earlier. Joe had been born in the east end of London and still lived in the area, he had always loved football for as long as he could remember and used to spend hours practising in the park near where he lived. Football was certainly his passion; football and cock!
He had always fancied blokes, he loved the way their bodies moved when they played and the atmosphere in the changing room was brilliant. He got the chance to see some of the hottest guys walking around naked. Quite a few people knew about this but he wasn't bothered, he got on well with his mates and was always up for a laugh, this kept him out of trouble. Today though had been a dream, his hottest fantasy was to suck cock and have the guy cum on his face and he had done it to both Ronaldo and Smithy in the same afternoon, he just couldn't believe his luck. He knew he wanted more and his cock grew in anticipation of what lay ahead. He ached to taste more cum and looked around to check things out. This time Alan Smith was looking straight at him and as their eyes met he slightly inclined his head towards the door. "I'm just going to get some air lads" he said to his teammates and moved towards the exit.
Eidur Gudjohnsen watched as he walked out of the room and noticed that Alan Smith had gone out at the same time. "Fuck me what took you so long" Joe said as they got out into the corridor, "I'm gagging for it." "Follow me" said Alan and grabbed his arm. A minute or two later they entered another floor of the impressive building and as they passed a door they heard a groan. "Shhh" said Alan, "there's somebody up here." Alan slowly pushed the door open and jumped back "fucking 'ell look at this." Joe peered round the door and grinned widely, inside the room Keiran Richardson was laying across a desk and Wes Brown stood over him, lifting his legs up and was pounding away at his arse!.
Joe was impressed at Wes's physique, his whole body glistened with sweat as he slowly fucked his mate. His arse cheeks clenched and relaxed with each thrust and they were both so far into things they didn't notice their audience. Wes reached down and took hold of Keiran's impressive prick and started to wank him. Keiran was groaning at the assault on his arsehole, Wes was bigger than anything he had taken before which hadn't been many. The youngster lay back and winced as Wes forced his cock into him moaning with delight his head rolled back as he began to enjoy the sensations rushing through him.
Alan pulled Joe towards him and kissed him as the two guys stood and watched the spectacle taking place in front of them. Joe responded by grabbing his arse and licking his neck.
Inside the room, things were hotting up, Wes reached up and pinched Keiran's nipples hard causing him to yell with pain. Pain there might have been but the feeling in his cock was indescribable. His prick swelled up and he clamped his arse tighter as the hard fucking shoved him over the edge. White gobs of spunk flew out of his prick and he screamed with pleasure, he grabbed hold of it and violently finished himself off as Wes too started to reach his climax. The sight of this lovely boy lying below him, his brown skin covered in white spunk was soooo hot. Keiran's arse held his cock as though it were in a vice but he managed to whip it out just as the moment hit him. He aimed his cock at Keiran's belly and unloaded another full load onto the stuff that the younger man had just shot. Keiran almost cried with pleasure as Wes's sweaty body slumped over him, trapping his cock and causing the cum to stick to both their stomachs. "Fuck I needed that" Wes groaned as he slowly started to get to his feet, "we'd better get back to the party." "Thanks" breathed Keiran as he lay there hardly able to move.
Alan Smith slowly pulled the door shut and jogged along the corridor, ducking into another room further down. Joe glanced behind him to make sure they hadn't been followed and slipped in behind him. The lights gleamed off the marble surfaces as Joe looked around nervously, "Director's washroom" explained Alan, "we won't get disturbed in here." With that he grabbed Joe and wrestled him back against the sink his mouth and tongue kissing and biting his neck. "That fucking show in there has got me hard as fuck; who'd have thought it, Wes and Keiran, the dirty little fuckers - now how about I get a taste of you now" he grinned and sank to his knees in front of his idol. He quickly unzipped him and reached in to pull out his hard cock, already dripping with excitement. Joe leaned back against the sink and threw back his head as Alan hungrily devoured his cock.
Unlike before when the raw scent of sex filled the room, he took in the smell of a freshly washed crotch and the almost sweet taste of Joe's prick. He badly wanted to make Joe cum and pumped his head up and down, wrapping his tongue around the head with each thrust. Joe tried to buck his hips but Alan held him firmly wanting to keep the initiative. He looked up into his face as he sucked hard at the throbbing piece of meat.
Joe gripped hold of the sides of sink, his fingers digging into the stone and let himself surrender to the feelings rushing through him. He was close now and Alan sensed it, speeding up the ducking of this mouth, swallowing the prick all the way down burying his face in his pubes and marvelling at the control this gave him over another man. "Oh fuck yes" cried Joe as the first drops of pre-cum poured from his cock. Alan prepared himself for the onslaught and Joe started to cum, first the watery drops, then a flood of thick creamy, slightly salty cum which coated his throat and poured into his mouth. Joe moved his hands to Alan's head as he came holding him tightly against his boiling prick, making sure that every drop went down his throat.
It seemed to go on for a full minute until the flow finally stopped, Alan kept gently nibbling at his knob but even this proved too much in the end as the nerve endings became too sensitive and Joe pushed his head away. "Jesus, I've never had a day like this," gasped Joe as Alan planted a final kiss on this cock head and slowly got to his feet. Their mouths met and once more, Joe tasted himself on another man's lips. He looked deeply into Alan's eyes as they kissed and stroked each other. "I want to fuck you " said Alan "your arse is driving me mad." "Joe smiled and licked his lips pushing his trousers down to his knees. "Turn round demanded Alan and once again knelt until his head was level with Joe's finely muscled arse. Both hands stroked his firm butt cheeks and he started to kiss and lick around the top of his crack. Gently at first but getting stronger, he drew his tongue along the divide of his arse gradually pushing the cheeks apart until he could get access to his hole.
Joe had never had anyone lick his butt before and couldn't believe that it was Alan doing it. He began to wonder if anything would ever better the experiences of this day. He leaned further across the sink to help Alan get deeper into him. Beneath him, Alan flicked his tongue across his gorgeous hole and round to the base of his balls; the lovely sweaty smell had returned following Joe's amazing climax and he pushed his nose into his ballsack to get the most out of it that he could. He licked back up to his hole and pushed his tongue around the edge. His wet middle finger pushed against the tight arse and at last, he started to enter the hot stud, groaning with pleasure above him. He slowly finger fucked him whilst still using his tongue and lips to get the most pleasure he could out of the situation. "I am going to fuck the arse off you mate" he exclaimed as he pulled himself away from that delicious spot and tore at his belt. He looked around the washroom and saw the container of moisturiser on the side, grabbing it he smeared it over his cock and with one hand on the back of Joe's head, positioned his cock at the entrance of Joe's passage. Joe braced himself for what was to come, although he had sucked a lot of cocks and been sucked himself he had only once before allowed anyone to fuck him. Now it seemed the most natural thing in the world and he wanted Alan inside him more than he could have imagined.
Alan pushed against him and slowly the throbbing head of his cock, parted the last resistance and entered Joe's hot arse. He paused for a moment as the throbbing intensified, "you OK?" he asked, "Oh yeah" said Joe "I can't believe how much I want you inside me." With that, Alan pushed again and his cock slowly disappeared into the dark recess. He was so tight and hot he knew he would not be able to hold out for long. Joe's arse gripped along the whole length of Alan's cock as he gave in to the sensations. Starting to relax now, the initial pain eased and he started to push back against him. Alan started to pump his arse and leaned forward across his back to lick his neck. Joe turned his head and tried to kiss him as the two men became locked in a hot, almost brutal embrace.
All you could hear was the sound of grunting and groaning as the moment arrived. Alan started to growl deep in this throat as the orgasm started to form, underneath him Joe amazingly thought he was going to cum again as Alan's hard cock hit again and again against his hot spot. Then it hit him as Alan thrust harder and harder, Joe's cock started to pulse and shoot hot spunk onto the marble sink. He had never cum like this before and he clamped his arse down on the cock fucking him, gripping it like a vice.
He felt the cock swell even more and start to pulse, Alan almost screamed as his white hot spunk emptied into his friend's hot cavern. He pulled out of the now pulsing hole and sprayed the last shots across his arse and back, falling across Joe and fighting to get his tongue in his mouth. He slid back down to lap up the liquid clinging to his back and licked and tongued him until every drop was gone swallowing down his own cum.
Both men got back into their clothes and checked themselves in the mirror getting back together for one more deep kiss before heading back to the bar. "I'll ring you later" said Joe "you'd better" Alan replied as they slipped back into the room. "Where did you two get to?" asked Eidur Gudjohnsen when Joe sat back down. "He was just showing me the trophy room" replied Joe. "Was it hard to get into?" he asked innocently. Joe looked at Eidur who just smiled back leaving Joe wondering what he was on about. With that Jose Mourhino called out that it was time to be making a move back to the hotel and as they went out Joe whispered to Ronaldo, "Call you later mate, we can have a laugh."
To Be Continued....
Well that's it for chapter 3. I still have a number of ideas as to where to take the story next.Thanks again to all of you who contacted me again after the first two instalments, please keep them cumming.
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