My encounter with Wayne Rooney

By SStories

Published on Jan 19, 2011

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I hope whoever reads this has a great day. you are an awesome beautiful person.

This obviously isnt real and its explicit as fuck so if you are under 18, I suggest you leave.

My encounter with wayne Rooney

I didn't even like football. I was just a weird teen with an obsession for getting autographs. So when through my mothers job as a PR exec I was invited to the manchester united training ground and told to bring my autograph book I couldn't really say no.

My name is Mark, 15, pretty weird and quietly but definitely gay.

It was a cold morning the day I was set to go. I remember because I could see my breath in the air as I walked to the bus stop and instantly got to hot once I got on the bus. It was five past nine on the Sunday that would prove to be quite eventful when I pulled up outside the manchester united training ground. I was damn excited.

Michael owen

Rio Ferdinand

And of course wayne Rooney were in my sights for building up my collection.

I sat and watched them kick around balls and dodge flags and other such tactics exercises. It was all pretty boring until I got asked to go and wait in the changing area for the team to come and sign my book. I waited patiently and they started to file in slowly mainly people I didn't recognize at first but they still signed away happily like it was something they did every day. Which I guess they did. Michael owen appeared and I perked up eagerly taking his signature and making sure it got its own page but that was It. The players filed out and I hadn't seen Ferdinand or Rooney which were the exact two I wanted to see.

Ah well so I sat in the quickly emptying locker room and waited for my mother to finish her discussions/meetings to come and collect me.

I heard the door swing open and looked up expecting to see an official or someone telling me I had to leave but I was wrong. Very wrong. In strode a topless wayne Rooney.

I had never seen hI'm as sexy before but as he walked I noticed his stomach was totally flat and his chest moved slightly with each step he took. His eyes shone blue through his furrowed brow and I sensed a slight intI'midation that I rarely felt. He walked past me as if he hadn't even noticed me and straight round the corner into the showers. I heard the rustle of clothing being removed. And then a shower fire on.

I sat quietly wondering what I should do and the door opened again. This tI'me I was someone I recognized. My mums boss stood there

"Hey mark, your mum has been held up with some press thing I am meant to be seeing to. Just loiter around for about half and hour or come and sit upstairs with us if you get bored.

"ok" I mumbled still not sure quite what to do so I sat and waited I had come this far and I didn't want to lose out on getting a signature from one of the most famous players ever.

I hear the shower turn off and then it was silent. I hadn't noticed before the shower began but I could hear wayne's breathing echo around the tiled room. I heard the quiet slap of wet feet moving and around the corner came mr Rooney. Totally naked.

I gasped slightly which caught his attention

"What the fuck"

I stammered but no words came

"who the fuck are you?" he asked now holding he wet shorts over his dick.

"I'm mark" was all I could say my face fixated on what the shorts had now covered.

"ok but why the fuck are you here" he said walking towards me

"I was wondering if you could sign this" I held out my book still staring at his shorts which had shifted slightly and now revealed pubic hair.

"do you wanna stare anymore?" he asked slightly quizzically more angrily.

"s,s,sorry what" I said trying to tear my eyes away from this man crotch which invaded my personal space

"I asked if you were staring at my dick faggot"

The anger in his words made me actually stop staring for a moment during which I looked up at his face and before I realized nodded slightly.

"jesus fucking christ why do they let people like you in here ?"

I didn't know what to say so I just sat there.

Then he dropped the shorts and I could see his dick in all its glory. Hanging there soft and extending past the bottom of his balls.

"well for fuck sake don't just sit there bitch boy"

I didn't know what the fuck to do so I sat staring occasionally looking up at his face which stared back.

I sat for a while more staring then I felt a hand on my arm, it was rough and gripped tightly as he pulled my hand towards his dick. I wasn't in control and was still slightly shocked. He placed my hand on his soft dick. I gripped it and he removed his hand. I still wasn't thinking quite straight but I knew what to do. I started rubbing.

I slid my hands up and down his soft cock and felt it straighten slightly as I did. I doubled me speed and was rewarded with even more hardness.

I looked up at his face. He had is hands behind his head and was mumbling something along the lines of

"fucking rights rub it whore" although I'm not entirely sure thats what it was

I kept rubbing on his dick until it was as hard as it would have gotten. I figured about 7 inches maybe a little more maybe a little less but either way it was hard and in my hand.

He took a step forward still mumbling with the occasional moan and now his dick was about 5 centI'meters from my face. It took me about 5 seconds to work out what he wanted and who was I to deny hI'm of it ?

I placed my lips firmly on the semi exposed head of his dick. I could smell the sweat that the shower had missed. The musky odour only found in a mans groin. I widened my mouth and let my lips slip down his dick. He moaned a little when I forced my tongue under his foreskin and ran it in circles around his dick head. I slid back off now actively sucking on his tool and licking it as I went.

I carried on with this action for a while until I start feeling his hips move a little forcing more and more of his dick into my mouth everytI'me. It wasn't long before it started to hit my throat and make me gag. I kept it together for as long as I could then I had to pull off his dick.

"what the fuck you doing you little whore?"

"I thought I was gonna throw up"

"for fucks sake I was getting close"

"I cant have it in my throat anymore"

"well then I cant leave like this I'm going to have to fuck ya"

I was pretty shocked, I had googled it and knew the basic premise but I had never done it or practiced before.

"come over here" he said grabbing my shoulder and dragging me across the changing room towards a door. He entered a code of something on the number pad and pulled it open. He pushed me in first then followed me.

We were now in a semi cupboard, semi changing room. There were some cones in there and a chair along with a few footballs.

He pushed me down onto the chair so I was kneeling on it, I felt hI'm reach under my shirt and rub my nipples.

"I will try sucking it again, you don't have to do this"

"to late I'm afraid mate. I'm ready for your arse"

There wasn't much else I could say, he had made up his mind. I was incredibly horny and he was much stronger than me.

He undid my belt and I began to get nervous.

He pulled down my jeans and then my boxers so my arse was in his face.

"mm looks tight, you been fucked before?'

I shook me head and made a noise similar to no.

"sweet I love breaking them in"

He licked my arsehole, I felt his tongue pushing into it and licking all around it, it felt amazing but then he stopped and I felt it.

Pushing up against my arse hole was his hot 7 inch cock and it wasn't stopping. I felt it get through my outer ring then it felt like his was tearing me apart

"fuck yeah" he said

"FUCK STOP PLEASE"

He slowed down and pulled out which shocked me

"you ready now?"

I nodded and felt it again. The red hot agony as he thrust into me and held my by the waist .

I groaned as he pushed into me, it felt like he was beating my insides the deeper he went.

He effortlessly lifted me up still Impaled by his solid dick that now felt it was gonna burst through my stomach. He sat on the chair and sat me on top of hI'm, I felt even more go in and let out a gasp.

I sat there for a moment and wondered what was going to happen...

"fucking ride it then bitch boy" he yelled yet in a hushed tone.

I started slowly sliding up it then back onto it. Each tI'me hurt a little less and soon it was starting to feel good.

His rough hands held my waist guiding me as I rode hI'm ever faster. Slapping my arse off his thighs I rammed myself down onto hI'm longing for the full feeling I had resented just moments ago. I felt the ridges of hI'm on my ring and it scintillated me. He started lifting his arse off the chair trying to speed up my riding of his dick evermore.

He was groaning and making incoherent sounds then without warning his grabbed me round the waist, stood up and I was suddenly slammed to the cold tiled ground beneath me. He lay on top of me for a moment restricting my breathing with his bulky figure. Then he pushed himself up on his arms and started to thrust in and out of me.

It was like nothing I had ever felt. Every out stroke felt like it was emptying me and ever in stroke felt like all the good feeling in the world combined.

He continued to thrust in and out of me and it felt like he went deeper with every push. Each tI'me he fell into me he pushed my own now exposed hard dick upward against the now warm floor. I was as horny as I have ever been as he fucked me senseless I had a cock in my arse and my dick was being rubbed by a floor. It took me about 5 minutes to start feeling the feeling I get when wanking which meant I would cum soon.

"ugh, I'm gonna, ugh, cum soon." I said between thrusts.

"same" was all he could get out between pants.

I felt my foreskin get forced back and now my still sensitive dick head was on cold tiles. It was a whole new feeling which made my lift up in shock just as Rooney thust down. I took his whole dick and felt his balls hit my perineum before falling back down and grinding my dick into the ground.

Feeling overtook me like I have never felt before. Wayne continued to hammer at my arse as I let out a long moan as I felt my cum run out of my like a river

"ahughhhhhh" I moaned grinding into the floor. I felt a new pain in my arse as I contracted around Wayne's dick that was still fucking me hard.

"ah fuck, you little fucker I'm gonna cum right in yer arse you pussy boy"

Then I got a pretty big surprise, with all his muscely force he landed a spank straight on the arse he was fucking. I yelled out

"FUCKINGHELL" and a new wave of cumming over took me and I started firing more streams of cum again.

"AGHH FUCK YOU" deafened me as I felt a hot spurt in my arse. Followed by another thrust from wayne and 3 more ropes of cum assaulted my sore arse.

"TAKE IT YOU FUCKING BITCH PUSSY FAGGOT"

I felt another few shots of cum hit my arse followed by a short trickle then he collapsed on top of me.

I felt hI'm breathing as he lay atop me, I was breathing hard and in unison with hI'm

"that was fucking awesome faggot, you'd better stick around I'm horny alot" he whispered in my ear

I wasn't sure what he meant but I agreed

"anytime you need me"

A few minutes passed as we slowed our breathing and then I felt hI'm stand and his dick slid out of me.

He opened the door and walked out. I saw hI'm putting on a tracksuit as I lay there.

Slowly I stood up and started pulling up my boxers and my jeans after wiping my cum away with a sweaty towel that was next to me.

"here" he said with the same gruffness as when he had first seen me.

He threw a notebook and pen at me.

"put ya number in here incase I ever need you again. And if you tell anyone about this I will get you sued for all you have"

I wrote my mobile number in the book and handed it back to hI'm

"I'm not telling anyone..."

"good you little bitch, now fuck off."

I ran out of the changing room and when I was out of the warm steamy atmosphere it began to sink in.

I had just been fucked by wayne Rooney. And it might happen again.

I found a mirror. Got rid of the sweat and fixed my hair then set off to wait in the car for my mother.

2 weeks later I got a call.

The end

So this is my first wayne Rooney story but I enjoyed it so I will probably write more. Email me sstoriesnifty@gmail.com if you want me to include anything in particular in the next chapter or just to say hi.

Sx

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