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.
Chapter 4 Evening Games
Joe arrived back in his room at the Plaza and threw his bag on the bed. He stripped off and went into the bathroom, checking himself in the mirror. His arse felt sore from the seeing to he had received from Alan and he decided to hit the shower. Lathering himself up his mind went back to earlier in the afternoon and he felt his cock rising. He put his head back and let the hot water spray over his body and started to think about the evening ahead. Shaking himself he got out and threw a towel around his shoulders.
He unzipped the bag and took out his overnight stuff laying out his clothes for the morning. He had already told his team mates that he would be getting an early night and, thinking that he was just pissed off about his dismissal, no-one took much notice. As he took out his underwear his hand went to another piece of clothing. Pulling it out he saw Ronaldo's jockstrap and his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't resist, drawing the damp cloth to his nose he breathed in deeply and was transported back to the changing room when Ronaldo's hard prick had been pounding his mouth. He pressed the pouch into his face and lay back on the bed, his cock now at full attention. Leaving it in place over his face, he reached down and took his prick in his hand slowly moving the foreskin up and down, his senses were in a really heightened state and he could smell his balls, his cock, his arse and his gorgeous boy smell as he wanked himself, quietly moaning to himself.
"Fuck this," he thought "I need to see him again tonight." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper with Ronaldo's number on it. Christian answered on the third ring, "yeah?"
"Chris, it's Joe" "Oh hi Joe" answered the Portuguese player "how are you?"
"Horny as fuck" replied Joe and laughed into the phone, "you got any plans for later?"
"Well I thought I might have an early sleep," he said. "Night, said Joe, an early night", "oh yes, early night" answered Ronaldo.
"I thought I'd invite a very good friend round, rip his fucking kecks off and fuck the arse off him," said Joe more aggressively. "Could I come round as well?" laughed Ronaldo unable to hide his delight. "How long will you be, cos my cock is ready to explode again" said Joe. "I live not very far, so I can come in 30 minutes?" he replied. "Make it 20, room 348 -- oh, and what are you wearing? "Er a muscle top vest, jeans and white socks." "Cool" he said and the phone clicked.
Joe looked round the large room, it was well furnished dominated by a large king sized bed, to the left was a sofa and coffee table alongside the minibar. He quickly drew the curtains at the double window and tidied up the few clothes scattered round the room. He slipped on a pair of CK's boxer briefs and settled back on the bed replacing the sweat filled pouch that had earlier been restraining Ronaldo's exquisite cock, to his nose as he waited for his friend. This was going to be a night to remember he thought to himself.
After what seemed an eternity Joe heard a soft knocking at the door, He jumped off the bed, wearing just his briefs and looked through the spy hole. He opened the door and there stood Ronaldo, ripped jeans, black leather jacket, white vest underneath a white open shirt, Joe almost came on the spot. "Fancy seeing you here" he grinned stepping back to let his lover into the room. Ronaldo glanced down and saw the bulge in Joe's shorts, "you are awake then," he laughed as Joe pushed him back against the door and kissed him passionately. It was a rough, hard kiss that Ronaldo returned with interest. He took off his jacket and shirt and stood there in his jeans and vest, he broke away from Joe and slowly rolled the vest up his torso until the material reached just above his chest. He looked deep into Joe's eyes as he continued his striptease and Joe just stood, mesmerised by the hunk in front of him, showing off every muscle in his body to maximum effect. He fell to his knees and stroked his legs through the split in the material and Christian continued to remove the rest of his clothes ending up in a skimpy pair of white briefs.
"You flash cunt," said Joe enthusiastically. "I suppose you think you're fit?"
"I think you want to play no?" Ronaldo replied. "Oh yeah" answered Joe standing up.
"Make me" teased Ronaldo. Joe looked a bit taken aback "What?" he said, "you want it, you'll have to make me" he said again posing in front of the desperate Chelsea star. "Oh you reckon do you" said Joe now joining in with the game, and he launched himself at the hot stud who was so blatantly winding him up. He knocked Ronaldo back against the wall and the two boys wrestled each other to the floor, Joe got Ronaldo in a headlock but he wriggled free and grabbed Joe round the waist pulling his shorts off and throwing himself on top of him. Ronaldo fought hard and pinned Joe down, wrapping his legs round his neck. They locked together for some minutes When Joe escaped the hold and jumped up standing over Ronaldo, the younger man flicked out his foot and caught Joe on the leg causing him to lose balance. Ronaldo scrambled away as Joe grabbed him by the waistband, tearing off he pants leaving both men naked and sporting huge hard-ons. Laughing and giggling, both guys regained their footing and clashed once more falling in a heap on to the bed.
Ronaldo fell on his back and Joe landed on top of him. Their bursting cocks pressing into each other as Joe held him close trapping him underneath. Both of them were breathing hard after the exertion of the fight and both were covered by a film of sweat.. "You're a strong little fucker aren't you?" he panted as he continued to wrestle Ronaldo deeper into the bed. "For that, you will have to pay." Ronaldo lay on the bed exhausted gazing up at him and said "I need you now." He lay on the bed trying to get his breath back and threw his arms back above his head. Joe continued to press down on him but suddenly got a wicked look in his eye as he stared into him "I don't think I should give it to if you want it" he teased grinding his erection into his thigh. "Please Joe" he laughed, "are you begging me you little prick tease?" he taunted, "just let me up and let me suck you off." Joe looked around, "no way man, payback time, stay there a minute."
Joe and reached down by the side of the bed pulling his dressing gown up beside him, "you wanted to play rough, so we'll play rough." With that he grabbed Ronaldo's right wrist and wrapped the cord of the dressing gown around it and in the same movement, looped it round the bed post, tying his arm above his head. "What are you doing?" he asked hardly able to contain his excitement. "Teaching you a lesson you shitbag, you must learn not to disrespect me." He took hold of his other arm and used the wrap from the other robe to tie his left wrist to the bed. "No" Ronaldo protested but not with much conviction. Joe sat on his legs and used his vest and shirt and secure his legs leaving him spread- eagled on the bed his hard-on pointing up his firm, sculptured body.
Momentarily spent he sat back and looked at him; "I'm knackered" he gasped. Ronaldo stared back at him incredibly excited but now unable to do anything to prevent what Joe had in mind, not that he wanted to do much prevention. Joe took in the image of pure sex in front of him; Ronaldo tied to his bed with his arms outstretched, his strong legs secured to the base of the bed, his tanned, perfectly muscled body flexed with the anticipation of being used. The defiant look in his dark eyes and the full lips -- god the boy was so sexy.
This is hot thought Joe, his own cock bursting with desire, he ran his hand up Ronaldo's thigh and into the hair around his crotch. By-passing his prick he stroked up his flat stomach until he reached his pecs, Ronaldo strained against the ties but could not remember when he had ever felt more turned on. Joe lowered his head and gently licked around his left nipple already stiff, topping off his hard chest as he begged Joe with his eyes to carry on. Joe took his nipple in his mouth, biting and teasing it with his teeth and lips. Stroking the curves of his body he ran his hands up Ronaldo's arms gripping and digging into his shoulders and biceps. He ran his tongue up his chest and along into the dark hair of his armpit his saliva making it shiny and wet. He moaned with pleasure at the taste of his sweat, a taste he loved and he felt he loved Ronaldo. "Oh Joe, make me cum, pleeeease" begged Christian as Joe almost reverently licked around this pits and arm muscles. "Don't worry I will" he replied "but first I want to fuck your mouth."
He lifted up Ronaldo's head and put a pillow behind him as he moved up his body straddling his chest his cock pointing straight at Ronaldo's face, his balls resting on his neck. He started to move his hips in a circular motion jabbing him with his dick and wiping a trail of precum across his face. Ronaldo arched his back as the feelings of lust and craving, consumed him. Joe could stand it no longer, he moved up so that his cock rubbed over his lips and he slowly pushed it into Christian's mouth. Ronaldo hungrily sucked his knob lapping up the fluid leaking into his mouth. Joe straightened his legs and knelt over him starting a press up motion over the writhing footballer's head, his cock penetrating his throat on each downward stroke. Joe looked down at the beautiful face impaled on his prick, the cheeks bulging as they were pushed out by the muscle, throbbing inside them. He pulled out and Ronaldo gasped for breath, he took his cock in his hand and pulled the skin over the tip before sliding it back to reveal once again, the red pulsating knob. He smiled down at Christian and eased his dick back in starting once more to face fuck the boy of his dreams, he was savage now, not caring whether he could get enough air, he just wanted to cum inside this delicious mouth, the mouth that was giving him so much pleasure.
For the third time that day he felt the fantastic sensations building in his groin, boiling and bubbling up until the spunk raced from his tightening balls up his shaft and literally exploded deep in Ronaldo's throat. He came and came depositing the last few shots onto his tongue and lips.
Ronaldo took it all without gagging but was glad when Joe extracted himself from his throat into his mouth. He loved the taste of Joe's spunk and savoured the coating his mouth had received. He was now in ecstasy desperately needing to let loose the volley of cum he knew was waiting in his balls. Joe slid down his body and licked from his forehead over his eyelids down his nose and onto his cheeks and mouth. He couldn't get enough of the boy especially as he now reeked of cum and sweat, his favourite mixture.
Christian was now wild with lust he was fighting against the bonds holding him trying to get free so he could get hold of his cock. "I've got to cum Joe, I've got to cum."
Joe let his eyes travel down his body his cock looked ready to explode, rock hard, pulsing and jerking with pleasure. He'd been so turned on by the experience that he had leaked a pool of spunk onto this stomach just above his belly button and his knob was coated with the first signs of the cumfest just waiting to be released. Joe grinned and dipped his finger in the puddle raising it to his lips. "I love the taste of your spunk" he said dipping back into the growing supply. This time he put his finger to Ronaldo's mouth and he grabbed at it and sucked his own goo off Joe's finger. "I told you not to diss me" he laughed and scooted down the bed to Ronaldo's ankles. He then started slowly to lick up his calf, first one leg, then the other up to his heavily muscled thighs. He ran his tongue up this leg to just below his groin. Ronaldo was now almost screaming with the desire to cum. Once again Joe licked up the side of his crotch but avoided touching his tortured prick.
He could hardly keep Ronaldo in contact with the bed as the boy wriggled in desperation, "Beg for it" he said as he hovered over the straining prick. "Please touch me Joe, I'll do anything you want, but please make me cum." Joe leaned down and breathed out over his balls, the cock twitched again ominously. He flicked out his tongue and touched his balls, Ronaldo yelled in the agony he was now starting to feel and Joe finally gave him what he wanted letting his tongue lick lightly up the dark vein pulsing along the underside of his cock.
The effect was electric the prick started to dance around crazily and Ronaldo started to feel the most intense orgasm of his young life. "Aaaarrrrghhhhhhh" he shouted as the spunk pumped out of his cock spraying up against his chest and neck, hitting him in the face and flooding down his cheek into his hair. Joe took pity on him and gripping hold of his cock, finished him off. Completely drained now, Ronaldo lay back, still tethered to the bed, the whole of his torso covered in spunk.
A bit longer this time as I got a bit carried away but hope you enjoyed it as I did. No fucking this time but for those who like that, don't worry, I haven't run out of ideas yet and I wanted to develop this story as it is one of my all time fantasies.
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