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The world really was at Marcus Smith's feet. The 22 year old boy wonder had it all and 2021 had been his year. Winning the premiership with the Harlequins, being on the England team, and finally, getting his first cap for the British and Irish Lions. He'd already achieved more in his young years than most players in the sport and he was proud of his achievements.
After such a good year, the Quins head coach was reluctant to push the team too hard too early so he had organised some optional training sessions before the season really started. This was just a quick session for those who were available over the summer break, not compulsory but very much encouraged.
After a summer of debauchery with friends and family, Marcus was shattered after the first one of these. After a couple of hours of drills on the field, the team were told they could peel of the field into the dressing room at their leisure. No one wanting to be first, it took a good 15 minutes before anyone dare ventured off but once they started to, everyone began to leave. Marcus Smith was one of the last to leave the field as he strode off wearily.
Once in the dressing room he sat down and took a moment to himself, whilst peeling off his shirt and shorts. Most of his team mates had already got changed and headed off by the time he got his head together. Marcus thought he was alone in there, sat just in his underwear until he heard his team mate call out to him.
"How's it going lad? You played a blinder out there like always. Putting us old ones to shame."
"Cheers mate!" beamed Marcus as he looked up at Danny Care.
The older player had taken him under his wing ever since he joined the Quins and always looked out for him, his wealth of experience in the team demanding respect from everyone. As Danny turned around towards his locker and took off his top, Marcus glanced at his broad muscular back. Danny was built differently to most rugby men, not just a lump of muscle, but a true chiselled adonis. Marcus knew he and Danny had different body types and a huge height difference so whilst he envied his looks he knew he wouldn't be able to look like him. But that muscular back, Marcus thought if he could just get a bit broader it wouldn't do any harm. Not realising he was daydreaming and staring at his team mate, Marcus was also casually rubbing his crotch.
"Everything okay mate?" Danny's question broke Marcus' daydreaming and he blushed a little bit for staring at his team mate for so long.
"Yeah, no, just... thinking about how I could get built a little bit more like you," replied Marcus.
"You want to look like a big brute like me? Little skinny thing like you mate?" jibed Danny. He was known for being a joker and would sometimes take it a little too far. Seeing Marcus face drop a little after the remark, Danny walked over again, just in his shorts and stood over Marcus.
"Only messing mate!" and he rustled Smith's jet black hair and tugged it a little. "I bet your girlfriend likes to pull on this don't she?"
Again Marcus was embarrassed by this comment, not really sure where Danny was going with all this.
"If you want to look like me you have to put the work in," continued Danny. He then reached down to Marcus hand, picked it up and guided it to his abs.
"'Feels solid doesn't it?"
Marcus felt weird as his teammate made him slide his hand slid over his torso. In spite of himself, he felt his cock stir as he rubbed his teammate.
"Something else looks solid" said Danny as he suddenly grabbed Marcus's cock through the material of his underwear and gave it a good squeeze. Marcus got harder from this touch.
"Errr, sorry mate, it's just that I..." stuttered the younger player.
"Don't worry mate, all you need to do to make up for it is suck my cock," laughed Danny.
Marcus looked at Danny with confusion.
"I said, suck my cock, boy."
Marcus' confusion continued. Was this some sort of joke organised by the rest of the Quins lads? There were always lots of horseplay going on, and on the occasional night out, cocks would get slapped around the cheek of that one guy who'd had too much beer and was slumped in the corner of the bar. But this felt different, there was nothing in Danny's tone that made it seem like a joke. In fact it seemed...
"I won't ask again" Danny seemed angry now.
With his his left hand he hooked down the waistband of his shorts to reveal his sweaty jockstrap, and with his right hand he wrapped it around Marcus' skull, pushed him down to his knees and drew him into his crotch.
"That's right boy, smell my musty sweaty balls. I know you want this. Know what a real man smells like."
Marcus was in a shock. This definitely didn't seem like a joke anymore, but beyond that, and not that he wanted to admit it, but this was turning him on. Feeing his face against the sweaty fabric of Danny's jock, breathing in his manly smell, feeling his cock growing even harder, Marcus was in heaven. All the feelings he'd repressed for years, seeing all these godly hunks of rugby players naked in the changing rooms, day in and day out. He now had to admit - he was desperate for cock and wanted to be used.
Danny suddenly reached down and grabbed Marcus' crotch again in his big rugged hands.
"Just as I thought, rock hard. Grade A faggot, aren't you Smithy. I've seen the way you look at me the other boys in here. You always have done ever since you got here. You had cocksucker written over your face from the beginning"
Marcus blushed but had no time to think of what had just been said. Keeping Marcus's head close to his crotch, he pulled down his jockstrap and his dick sprung out, precum spraying over Marcus's lips. Instinctively he licked them and tasted the salty goodness. Staring at Danny's beautiful hard cock for a few seconds, he didn't need to be told anymore. He wrapped his lips around Danny's cock and started kissing the tip, his tongue working over Danny's foreskin. Hearing Danny moan, Marcus knew he was doing it right. He then slowly moved down the shaft, taking more cock into his mouth until it started to hit the back of his throat. He began to eagerly bob up and down, pulling back the foreskin on this beautiful uncut cock with his tongue as he went down each time.
"Take my hard cock you little faggot. Yeah beg for Daddy Danny's rock hard cock"
Marcus had a moment of realisation that his lips were firmly wrapped around the huge dick of his hero, his idol, his mentor Danny Care. He was now tasting the salty precum of the man he had looked up to so for so many years. The man he had secretly wanked off to so many times in his younger years. He remembered the first day he had been in the Harlequins changing room and...
"Keep sucking faggot, I didn't say stop!" barked Danny, which was followed by a swift slap round the face.
Marcus' cheek glowed and he felt like he had let his hero his down. He got back to work, concentrating on working his plump lips up and down over the perfect cock in front of him.
"There's my good lad, Marcy boy. You're an excellent cocksucker when you put your mind to it."
Marcus now glowed with pride and he felt proud to be called Danny's lad.
"Daddy Danny's going to show you real pleasure in a minute."
Marcus got even harder himself and was furiously leaking precum now as he knelt on his knees, sucking off his team mate. Unexpectedly Danny pulled him off his cock, pushed him awkwardly down into a nearby bench, and ripped off his underwear with his huge hands, tearing it in two. Marcus was shocked and felt exposed, slightly nervous in the presence of the much bigger, much stronger, older man but this did nothing to temper how turned on he was right now. He sat in disbelief, naked, hard cock exposed leaking precum as he stared at his team mate.
What Danny did next was something Marcus could never have imagined in a million years. Hoisting his team mate's legs over his own shoulders, Danny buried his tongue deep into his ass. Marcus groaned in spite of himself and his eyes rolled back in his head. He had never known a feeling like this or the pleasure of having his ass eaten out. Danny really went to town on rimming the younger player, his tongue going deeper and deeper, slobbering into his ass and getting Marcus all wet. Danny's rough stubble rubbing against his smooth hairless ass cheeks combined with the tongue action in his hole was driving him wild, but when Danny went further and started playing with his hard nipples, Marcus thought he might shoot a load there and then.
"Ughhhhh, daddy, fuck, that feels so fucking good, fucking hell."
Marcus didn't even realised he had called his teammate "daddy" but it didn't go unnoticed by Danny, who just buried his tongue deeper and deeper into his ass.
Fearing someone might hear his loud moaning, Danny reached up and stuck his huge fingers into Marcus's mouth, which he eagerly sucked on. Danny knew at this point that Marcus was now his, his own property, his personal fuck toy and he had barely started on him yet. He was going to have a lot of fun with him today, but he had even bigger plans for him.
Danny abruptly stopped and stood up and Marcus looked up. He was walking away, over to his locker. Marcus was confused again. Was that it? Was Danny having regrets, thinking about his wife and kids and decided to stop this before it went any further? He needn't have worried, as Danny came walking back over, with his manly swagger and a shit eating grin. Swinging from his hand was a pair of leather handcuffs and blindfold.
"Time to take this to next level boy. But before we do, tell Daddy how much you want this?"
"Please Daddy, I need this so badly. I need your fat daddy cock."
Marcus couldn't believe what was coming from his mouth. His older teammate had cast a spell on him and turned him into a cock hungry slut. Danny just smirked as he put the blindfold on Marcus and cuffed his hands together and hooked his arms over a clothes peg above where Marcus was sat.
"Grade A faggot," said Danny again as he lifted his team mates' legs over his own shoulders, lined up his fat leaking cock with Marcus hole, slick with own spit after rimming. Marcs' pink right hole contrasted with dark skin and Danny smirked to himself as he plunged his cock inside.
"UGHHHHHH..hmmmmmmm!" screamed Marcus and Danny stifled the moans by feeding him his fingers once more.
Danny slowly bottomed out, feeling his cock deep inside and his heavy balls brushed against Marcus' ass. He knew this was a virgin ass from how tightly it gripped around his dick.
Marcus was having an out of body experience, blindfolded and restricted, the initial stabbing pain subsiding and now replaced with waves of pleasure running through his body. The blindfold was heightening all his other senses as he felt Danny inside him, his manly grunts and groans, the warmth of his breath as he fucked hun.
In this moment Marcus realised he was born to take cock, be a cum slut, and pleasure other men. And there was no other man he wanted to please than Danny Care.
"Daddy, fuck me, fuck me harder! Oh yes Daddy!"
Danny began to jackhammer away at the younger lads ass, pounding and pounding it again and again. He wasn't quite sure how long the clothes peg would hold out for so he scooped up his team mate behind his back, lifted him off the peg and looped his cuffed hands over his own neck.
"Wrap your legs around me boy, we're going for a ride," whispered Danny into Marcus' ear and he did as he was told. This angle of riding Danny's cock pushed it even deeper and into Marcus's prostate. He groaned even louder with this new sensation.
"Your ass feels incredible lad, you were born to be fucked," grunted Danny in between thrusts. He could begin to feel his orgasm building up, his cock swelling even harder and his balls tighten up. Wanting to look his boy in the eyes but not lose momentum of this intense fuck, he leaned in, licked Marcus' face and then removed the blindfold with his teeth.
Squinting as his eyes readjusted to the light, Marcus saw the face of the man who was fucking him so incredibly. They stared intensely into each other's eyes as Danny continued to pound away. Then Danny did something which surprised both Marcus and himself and he moved his head forward to kiss his teammate deeply.
For a split second, Marcus felt guilt over his girlfriend and Danny's wife, those who were normally the recipients of these kisses. But this was something else, something animalistic between the two. Marcus knew he was Danny's boy now.
All of a sudden, Marcus felt an orgasm like nothing else he had experience and a wave of convulsions came over.
"UGH, DADDY, I'm, Ughh, going to cum!" screamed Marcus, as Danny continued to kiss and fuck him, their bodies melded into one now. Marcus' rock hard cock started to spunk all over Danny's belly, sending rope after rope of come all over him.
This sensation was the tipping point for Danny and he too began to cum deep inside his teammate. Not that he would tell Marcus until some time after but this was also the most intense orgasm he too had ever had. He could feel his cock spurt load after load into Marcus as he continued to kiss him, their tongues going like crazy.
The intensity of it all made Danny's knees weaken and he slowly fell to the floor, but continuing to cradle his younger teammate. His cock was yet to soften and he didn't want to take it out if Marcus yet. They looked a sight - sat on the floor, Marcus straddling Danny's lap and handcuffed arms wrapped around his shoulders, cock still inside him, cum all over their torsos and beginning to leak out of Marcus' ass. Marcus felt spent but he had never felt so good before in his life. Danny reached behind, scooped up some of his cum leaking from Marcus's ass, did the same from the cum over their bellies, and held up his fingers to Marcus. Not needing be told now, Marcus instinctively began to eat up this offering from the older man.
"My greedy little cum slut. You did a good job today boy," laughed Danny and then he reached in for another kiss. They kissed passionately but more tenderly this time. Marcus wasn't quite sure what had just happened but he did know he felt good wrapped up in Danny's arms. They continued with their cum covered kiss until they were rudely interrupted.
"What the fuck is going on here???"
To be continued...