This is a complete work of fiction and does not represent any person mentioned.
Mason was buzzing. Chelsea had just won and Jamie had been commentating on the match. They hadn't had time pre match but that just meant he had refocused his energy into the game -- he wanted to impress Carragher. After hanging back in the dressing room, Mason was now soaping up his toned smooth body. Inevitably a hand found its way to his smooth hole, letting a finger slip in easily, then another. He soaped up his hole letting his fingers slide in and out much to his satisfaction. But, fingers were nothing compared to the real thing so Mount reluctantly left his hole alone and finished up his shower. He wrapped a towel tightly around his waist and made his way around to the main dressing room. Straight ahead he could see Jamie sat there. Sharp suit as always - grey this time -- and legs spread, looking as stern as always. His dick jumped at the sight but when they locked eyes, he could tell something was different.
"Great game Mason!" Mount nearly had a heart attack hearing a booming voice behind him, he hadn't noticed anyone else in the room.
The midfielder finally noticed that Micah Richards was sat behind him opposite to Carragher.
"T-thanks" he looked over to Jamie confused noticing his head tilted down rubbing his forehead. This wasn't good.
"Relax Mason! We are all friends here," Micah smiled his trademark beaming smile, a hint of a little too much confidence putting Mount on edge "some a little closer than others" he added causing Mason to swallow hard.
Richards pulled his suit jacket open revealing a more than obvious outline in his trousers, his thick thighs were already straining the material so there was no hiding anything else. The former City player rubbed his hard cock through the material, a broad, bright smile on his face as his looked straight at Mason.
Mount's eyes couldn't help but dart to Micah's obviously huge cock. He quickly realised Micah knew that Carragher had been feeding him his dick and that the former City player wanted a piece of the action - much to Jamie's disapproval.
"Seems like you like what you see!" Micah laughed gesturing with a nod to the front of Mason's towel.
The midfielder hadn't even noticed his cock starting to swell. The towel was doing nothing to hide his excitement. He looked at Jamie, embarrassed, guilty even. His loyalty to Jamie was clear but the temptation was undeniable. The older man's eyes were narrowed, his face was a little flushed in anger but his own cock was giving him away. He was clearly hard watching this unfold.
"Do you want to touch it?" Micah offered more softly now than the cocky tone he had begun with.
Mason paused. He swallowed hard again as he stepped cautiously towards Micah. The pundit reached up to touch Mason smooth pale skin, grazing his fingers down his abs -- Jamie winced at the sight of another man touching Mount. Richards pulled at the towel at his waist allowing it to drop to the floor. Mason was completely naked now stood in front of Micah Richards as Jamie Carragher looked on -- he could feel Jamie's gaze on his bare ass.
Micah took in the sight of the young star's cock bouncing in the cool air. He encouraged Mason to turn around with a gentle touch of his hip. The younger player was now looking directly at Carragher as he felt Micah's firm hands grabbing his plumb ass. He couldn't look at Jamie whose eye's never left him but his cock was giving him away, it was rock hard having Micah grope at his ass.
"Mmmm nice," Micah muttered to nobody but himself "I can see why you like him, Jamie!" he finished verbally poking his fellow pundit.
He spun Mason back around, "Get on your knees!" he was firm now, no messing.
Mason complied as Micah suspected he would to the stiff tone. The Chelsea player immediately ran his hands up Micah's thighs. They were thicker, more muscular than Jamie's. He let hands run higher sliding over the incredibly obvious cock outline -- he was surprised that thing hadn't ripped clean out of the trousers. Mount could feel the heat, the size through the material. No further instruction was needed Mason quickly had Micah unzipped, his hand inside to wrap around the length to pull it free. It was big! Jamie had a perfect cock to Mason but this was different, maybe a little longer but much more girth. He knew Jamie was watching, and judging, him but he had to taste this cock. He licked at the smooth head before opening his mouth as wide as possible to take in the thick meat. Mason was struggling on the length. He had learned to take all of Jamie, or been forced to learn, but Micah's cock was a challenge. The former player placed an encouraging hand on the back of Mount's head promoting the young player to force more down his eager throat.
Jamie, along with being furious that Micah had inserted himself into this thing he had with Mason, was also curious. He was forceful with Mount, that turned him on, but Richards was different. He was firm at times but encouraging and Mason seemed just as keen to please him. Either way as much as he told himself he hated this his cock had leaked so much precum that his trousers were now obviously wet.
"That's it! Take all that dick, you know you want to!" Micah purred, enjoying the tightness of Mount's throat around his big dick. He shot Carragher a quick million-dollar smile - even Jamie couldn't resist a little smirk at that.
Mount had forced himself all the way down on Richards' cock. The former City player was moaning at the sensation - Mason held the cock fully down his throat, stifling his gag reflex and need to choke.
"Fuck Carragher, you have trained him well!" Micah laughed.
Mason pulled of the cock, finally, desperate for some air. Richards took hold of his powerful cock slapping the flushed red face of the star Chelsea player.
"Get on your hands and knees!" Micah ordered pulling off his jacket and unbuttoning his crisp white shirt to reveal a peak of his sculpted body. He pushed his trousers further down his massive thighs -the little slut had fired him up, now he needed to fuck.
Mason did as he was told getting on his hands and knees on the cold tiled floor. He looked up at Jamie, greeted by and emotionless stare -- but he noted the hardness of the older man's cock and the state of his trousers. Mount thanked God he had lubed up his hole with soap earlier and opened himself up a little as he felt the pressure of Micah's large cock head push against him. The larger man's hands were fixed around his slim waist as his cock broke into Mount.
"ARRRRGH" Mount screamed through gritted teeth at the huge cock breaking in his hole.
Richards pushed forward until his cock was buried to the base in the younger man. He gave Mount a few moments to breathe before swinging his hips back and forth. Mason's head was rested on his forearms enduring the assault from Micah's cock. He had to reach up and grab his own swollen cock, jerking it furiously to help tolerate the pain. After a couple of minutes of steady deep thrusts his hole had loosened, welcoming the large dick. His discomfort was now mixed with pleasure which only increased when he considered his position; he was on the floor of the Chelsea locker room completely naked, and he was letting Micah Richards who he had never even spoken to previously fuck him with his massive cock while Jamie Carragher watched on. He felt like such a slut and it was massive turn on.
"Yeah, fuck me Micah!" Mason said without even thinking, his horniness taking over.
Jamie was shocked sharing a look with Micah as if to say you have broken the slut.
"You love that big cock don't you Mason!"
"Yeah l-love it" Mount replied in between deep thrusts from Richards, he felt could have said almost anything being pounded by that perfect dick.
"Tell Jamie how much you like it" Micah continued looking directly at the older man, to no response from Mason "Tell him how much you love my dick!" Richards urged again more forcefully with a sharp thrust."
"I..." Mason started; not sure he could humiliate Jamie like that.
Micah rolled his hips deep into the bottom know exactly how to use his cock to get what he wanted -- it wasn't the first time.
"I-I love it Jamie..." Mason finally moaned, a strange mix of shame and relief -- he almost came being force to admit his love for another man's cock to the man that had first broken him in.
"I think it's about time you shut this slut up for disrespecting you!" Micah smiled loving playing the two men off against each other, beaming he had the upper hand over both.
Micah pulled his cock from the midfielder giving him a hard smack on the ass to notion for him to go to Jamie. Mason shuffled over in front of Carragher, a place he knew all too well -- this time though was different. Jamie sat almost unbothered by Mason's hands on him knowing he had deserved this treatment from the start. Mount pulled the cock free, a familiar feeling in his hand after the difference of Micah's. Mason was desperate to please Jamie, taking the full length down his battered throat in one motion. He clasped his lips as tight as his could dragging them up and down the length, working his tongue around the smooth head as he came back up. Nothing felt like Jamie's cock down his throat no matter how much he loved sucking on Micah. The Chelsea player felt his hole stuffed full again with Richards' huge cock as he expertly sucked on Jamie. He looked up to see Carragher looking down at him, lips stretched around his full cock. Jamie smiled momentarily before forcing his cock down the younger player's throat.
"Fuck him harder!" Jamie order Micah, taking back control of the situation.
Richards didn't argue, he had played with the two men when he had something over them and got what he wanted but he knew Carragher was really in control here. Micah's hip slapped into Mason's ass repeatedly as Jamie held his cock down Mount's throat. He could feel the younger man choking against him, struggling to take the fucking he was getting to both his hole and throat. Jamie reached over the bottom letting his fingers graze against the cock pounding in and out of him. He slipped a finger in alongside the big cock, then a second. Mason screamed loudly around Carragher's cock feeling himself stuffed even more full. It hurt but he liked it.
Jamie pulled his fingers free and released his hold on Mason's head. The younger play spat out the pundit's cock gasping for air. Micah continued to pound away at the tight little hole enveloping his massive cock. Mount was so tight, he wondered how many times Jamie had fucked him. Jamie leant back letting Mason take over worshipping his cock as he watched Micah tear up the midfielder's hole.
"I can't last much longer mate, this slut is too much!" Richards puffed never letting up on his steady pace thrusting into Mason and not even bothering to address the bottom directly.
"Breed him!" Carragher ordered, his accent seemingly thicker than usual.
"Oh fuck!" Micah moaned surprised Jamie would let him breed Mount, his cum shooting into the young star "Take it you fucking whore!" He added thrusting into Mason with each wave of cum dumping more of his load into the eager hole.
Mason moaned around Jamie's cock feeling his hole filled with cum. It was only his second time being bred but it was something he worried he might become addicted to. He felt Micah finally pull free of him feeling his hole wide open dripping with cum. There was a desperate need to be filled again taking over Mount despite being empty for only seconds.
Mason climbed onto Jamie's lap letting the older man's cock slide straight into his cum drenched hole. Carragher was immediately pushing up into Mount, the bottom's energy almost completely depleted from the game and the fucking he had received so far. Even in his tired state Mason rocked himself up and down on Jamie's cock. Micah sat back watching the scene suddenly feeling a little left out.
"I'm sorry!" Mason panted, the shame of his earlier sluttiness with Micah now hitting him.
"It's ok lad!" Carragher responded forcing up into Mason again feeling the mess of Micah's cum pressed between them.
Mount kissed Jamie, he had never been kissed while being fucked, it was almost overwhelming, "I won't do it again!"
Carragher kissed the younger man fervidly slowing fucking into him. "You will do whatever I say!" Jamie moaned with one final thrust knowing his complete control over the Chelsea star straddling his cock as his cum flooded the already bred bottom.
Mason felt Jamie unloading in him, his second load of the day.
"Cum for me you little slut!" Jamie gasped as his own orgasm subsided.
Carragher's cock was still deep inside him. He circled his hips trying to feel as much as it was possible to feel as he took hold of his long-neglected cock. He rode Jamie working his dick as the evening's events ran through his mind. He didn't know Micah half an hour ago and yet he had let him fuck him bare, only the second time he had ever been fucked then desperately climbed on Jamie for a second fucking - taking both loads. He felt like such a whore, he was such a whore and it seemed like Jamie had more planned for him. The thought of giving up control to Carragher sent him over the edge. He leaned backwards letting cum shoot all over his own toned body. It hit right across his chest and abs, dripping down his smooth skin. Gently riding Jamie's cock he milked himself dry until the last drop ran down his length.
Carragher smiled seeing the intensity of Mason's orgasm, feeling the hole clasp around his dick still buried in the star at the moment of orgasm. He grabbed his tie and wiped the cum from Mount's cock.
"Do you want me to clean that up?" Mason panted raising the cum covered tie to his mouth, eager to please as always.
"No, I`ll keep this lad!" Jamie smiled taking the tie from Mount and bringing him in for a final kiss.