This is an fictional story about the hottest man in the field of Soccer.
Ben Cohen is God like in his beauty, and has an incredible body.
This story dedicated to this man is pure fiction and does not pretend to say he is Gay or would ever try a Gay relationship.
But he is Gay friendly at least...
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Soccer God part 2
.......All I could remember after my ordeal was someone coming to my aid and me passing out as I woke up in what looked to be a hotel room. I felt something cool on my head as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw no one in the room but myself. I wondered of course how I came to be here in this strange place. I looked to see light coming from the windows. It was morning and I was in a hotel room after an assault the night before. I must have taken quite a beating to be out so long. I pushed back the sheets and saw that I was in my boxers. Someone had also taken my clothes off. I tried to get up but felt dizzy. So I laid back down for a little while longer. As I lay there I heard voices out in the hall. then the door opened and someone came in. Then he walked into the bedroom. My face almost melted off when I saw that it was Ben Cohen standing there in the doorway. He was a little sweaty as his shirt showed the signs of it and his brow had droplets on it. The damp from sweat t-shirts hugged his awesome frame. My gazed moved down to see he was wearing shorts. his hairy thighs were also damp with sweat. My sight went back up to his face and he smiled at me.
"Feeling a bit better?" He said with that drippingly delicious accent.
"Since you passed out and it was late I figured I would bring you to my hotel"
I was completely speechless for several moments. My head rushed back to the attack last night. I remembered someone coming to help me, the shouts, the accent from one person last night. As I put 2 and 2 together I looked back at my gorgeous savior.
"It was you that saved me"
"Well yeah" He replied still smiling that intoxicating smile he had.
My dick started to stir as I gazed at this awesome man. And I figured that was my que to get outta there before I pissed him off and he regretted helping me. I tried to get up again saying. "I should go, thaannn..." My words were stopped as I felt light headed again. I started to fall and Ben rushed over and grabbed me to stop my fall. His strong arms held me and I was in held in them.
"Maybe its best you didn't try to get up so fast mate" he said softly
There I was held in Ben Cohen's arms and his magnificent face was inches from me. He pushed me back onto the bed and I lay there.
he grabbed the damp cloth and went to the bathroom. He came back with it and placed it back on my forehead. it was cold to the touch, but felt soo damned good. His hand gently caressed my head.
"Just stay there for a while" he commended.
"I'm gonna shower and if you aren't feeling better after, I have the hotel call someone up to check on you."
"You may have a concussion" He explained.
Then as he stood there he smiled and pulled off his t-shirt. That brief moment seemed to go on forever. Like in some sexy movie where the studly hero pulls of his clothes I was in slow motion. My eyes were fixed on his waistband then on his hairy midsection as it was exposed for me to see. then the shirt was pulled up higher and higher over his head. Next reveal was that magnificent chest. My cock sprang to attention. I had to grab something to cover myself , so he could not see. His bulging biceps flexed as he continued to pull the shirt up and over his head. His neck and then chin and then his perfect face were free of his shirt. I closed my eyes and held the compress to my head tightly. I could feel the heat from my lust rising up off me. I was afraid the cold compress would start to steam as I tried not to look at him anymore. My dick was literally throbbing under the sheet that covered it.
Ben looked down at me and said. "I'll be out in a few minutes buddy"
he turned and walked towards the shower. I gazed at his ass as it clung to the damp shorts. His beefy thighs flexed as he walked into the bathroom. And to my dismay or to further boil up my lust for him, ben left the door open. He was in the bathroom still facing away from me and he pulled down his shorts. There before me, no more than 12 feet away was his ass.
"Oh m-mmy God" escaped my lips.
It was utter perfection, just as the rest of him. My dick was rock hard and I grabbed for it. Then Ben pulled the shower door open. This place had to have a shower didn't it. It was one of those with the rippled glass. Not even frosted to keep me from seeing him. Ben turned slightly giving me almost a full side view of his beautiful body and opened the door. He stepped into the shower and closed the door. And again fate was trying to drive me crazy as I could make out his awesome body just behind the glass door. I could see the water as it cascaded down his back and over his beefy glutes. He turned and his hand washed his chest and upper body. Then his hand moved down to his lower extremities. I saw the shadow of his dick as it hung there . His hand pulled on it as he washed himself. My cock was raging. I just gazed at his magnificent form as he cleaned his awesome body. I could hear him start to hum something in there. I had no idea what it was, only that his soft masculine voice was soothing in my ears. he turned in my direction and I could make out his pubes and the tube of his cock as it hung there between his legs. I grabbed for my dick and pulled on it.
Here I was in this hotel room occupied by the most perfect specimen of maleness one could ever imagine seeing. Here I was laying in the bed he slept in while in town, gazing upon his naked form behind ripples of glass.
"Ughnnn" I groaned as I pulled on my dick again.
I threw my head back from the pleasure I felt. When I looked back up there was Ben standing in the door way of the shower staring back at me.
'Fuck" I said to myself.
He had seen me pulling on my cock under the thin sheets. I was expecting the angered response from him, telling ne to get out of his room. But all ben did was walk into the bedroom and smile that gorgeous smile.
"Looks like you are feelin' better buddy"
I didn't know how to respond to this situation. I figured I had insulted my host , my hero.
But Ben just came over to the bed reached down and gripped my dick through the sheets.
"Nice" he said smiling.......
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to be continued