[Starring David Beckham]
The jeweller was overjoyed to hear David's latest report. The fact that another player had become involved and that David had been fucked were both great developments. He was also pleased at the emotional turmoil that David was going through. However, he wasn't ready to have David telling other people openly about his feelings, so he used the trigger phrase to put David under and gave him some more instructions. Mostly these were to reinforce existing instructions, but he gave David firm instructions that he wasn't to talk about his feelings to anyone else.
There was no training the next day, so David moped around at home. He couldn't talk to Victoria about his feelings, he felt sure that this would cause more problems that it would solve. He was terrified that he was turning gay. He couldn't understand why he was just going along with sexual suggestions made by some of his team-mates. He was disgusted with himself for sucking cock and getting fucked, but his cock had always remained completely erect whilst he performed these degrading acts and he always shot a huge load of cum at the climax of the sessions.
Late that night, David received a telephone call from Ole Gunner Solsjaar. He told David that the Boss wanted David to come into the training session the next day an hour earlier than normal. David thought it was slightly strange that it was Ole that had phoned him and not one of the coaching staff. If it had been Roy Keane then he'd have been really suspicious.
Meanwhile, Ole Gunner Solsjaar hung up the telephone after his brief conversation with David and turned to Roy Keane who was with him. They'd been out for a drink and were both pretty drunk.
"I don't get it" said Ole "Why do you want David to turn up at the ground early tomorrow?"
"It's just a private joke between David & I" said Roy. "If I'd have phoned him he'd have been on to it straight away."
Ole wasn't really satisfied by this explanation, but he let it drop. He decided he'd sneak in to the ground even earlier so that he could find out what was going on.
The next morning David arrived to an empty changing room. He wondered where the boss was. He was always very punctual for appointments. Assuming that he'd called him in early for some additional training, he started to get changed into his kit. His cock, thankfully, was behaving and he just pulled on his jock strap when Roy Keane walked into the room.
"Hi David" he said as he walked over to his locker.
David was immediately nervous about whether Roy would say anything. He hoped that the boss would hurry up, as he was pretty certain that Roy wouldn't dare say anything in front of him.
Roy quickly stripped off most of his clothes until he was standing facing his locker with only his tight white Calvin Klein's left on. He turned towards David and crudely groped the thick shaft of his cock through his pants. "So David, that was a great shag the other day. Your ass is tighter than any pussy I've ever fucked."
"Jesus Christ, Roy!" whispered David, going bright red with embarrassment "Please don't talk about that, I really don't know what got into me. I didn't enjoy it, I just couldn't seem to stop myself."
"I really don't give a fuck whether you enjoyed yourself or not, although the reaction of your cock at the time suggests that you fucking loved it." sneered Roy "All that I care about is that I enjoyed it. How about you giving me a quick blow job before the rest of the lads get here and maybe after training I can fuck that ass of yours again?"
David, of course, was not under the influence of his hypnotic suggestions, so responded angrily. "No fucking way! I'm not queer and there's no way that I'm gonna willingly suck your dick."
"It's too late to try and be coy about all this, David" spat Roy "I've already seen enough evidence. Fingering your ass as you begged me to fuck you!"
"I didn't beg you to fuck me - my ass was itching, I thought you were going to help out." spluttered David, although even as he said it he realised just how stupid it sounded. Just what would a grown man expect a colleague to do to help him out with an itchy ass whilst he was busily sucking another colleagues cock.
"Yeah right" replied Roy "itching to get fucked! Besides a rock hard cock and two loads of cum on the changing room floor are further proof of just how much of a faggot you really are! Now get over here and suck my cock. Unless, of course you'd rather carry on with this conversation when the rest of the lads arrive."
David realised his dilemma. There was no way that he could risk anymore of his teamates finding out about what he'd done. The thought of willingly sucking Roy's cock disgusted him, but he couldn't think of anyway of avoiding it. He was in despair, practically crying in shame "Please, Roy" he sobbed "don't make me do this. I'm not gay - I don't know what possessed me the other day. Surely we can come to some other arrangement to keep this between us."
Roy's cock was now rock hard in his Calvin's in anticipation of the sucking it was about to receive, but it was more than that. He was also getting off on the humiliation of the team's star player. He pulled his cock out of his pants and walked over to were David was sitting on a bench. He slapped his cock across David's lips leaving a trail of precum on the player's face. "Come on David, you know that this is the only way. Open wide and suck me!"
David trapped and unable to think of a way out of this situation, slowly parted his lips. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and flicked across the head of Roy Keane's cock as Roy waved his cock around. "That's it, David" Roy encouraged "You know what you really want. Take it all in. Suck my cock!".
"I don't fucking want this" sobbed David again, but nevertheless he opened his mouth wide and let Roy's rock hard cock slide into his mouth. His own cock - lacking any hypnotic suggestion - remained completely soft in his jockstrap.
As soon as Roy felt the warmth of David's mouth round his cock his instincts took over. He thrust forward burying his cock into David's throat, causing the player to gag and splutter. Roy, however, was not in the mood to stop and started to pound his cock in and out of David's mouth. It felt so good getting his cock sucked, hearing David cough and splutter. He was so turned on that he knew this wouldn't take long. He started to speed up even more. David meanwhile was slowly getting used to the intrusion and found himself managing to cope with the invasion of his throat but Roy's thick rod. Roy grabbed hold of the side of his head and started to thrust even deeper into his throat as his strokes became shorter. "Fuck it, David" he snarled "Get ready to eat my cum, you faggot."
Roy's cock exploded cum as he buried it down David's throat. The cum passed straight into David's stomach but Roy pulled back and the subsequent spurts filled David's mouth with the salty taste of cum. David's own cock twitched into life as the taste of cum flooded David's sensations. He didn't exactly become erect but his cock definitely lengthened into a semi hard and a small drop of precum formed on the head.
Roy didn't care what David's cock was doing. He was just satisfied in getting off himself. He pulled his cock from David's mouth and wiped the cum smeared shaft across David's face, turned away and picking up his clothes he walked out of the changing room.
Ole Gunner Solsjaar couldn't believe what he'd just seen - as he peered through a small gap in the blind of the office in which he'd been hiding. He'd not been able to hear the conversation, but it was clear that David was a reluctant participant in what had just happened. He couldn't understand what hold Roy could possibly have over David that would force him to suck cock.
He felt sorry for David and wondered whether there was anything he could do to help. Perhaps Roy was blackmailing David. Of course, it would have to be something pretty serious to force someone to give another guy a blow job. Ole's disgust, however, was not that David had given into the blackmail but that Roy would be willing to blackmail one of his team mates. He resolved to try and talk to David about what was happening.
He watched as David sat with his head in his hands for a few minutes, knowing that now was not the time to walk in on his teammate. After a while David, pulled on the rest of his training kit and went out to warm up as the rest of the team started to arrive for the training session.
It was a good thing that the jeweller had included in David's hypnotic suggestions that nothing that happened to him would in anyway interfere with his performance on the pitch, because without it the training session would have been a nightmare for David and his performance definitely would have suffered. Roy Keane took every opportunity to "innocently" touch David's ass. If no-one was near by he would whisper how he was looking forward to stretching David's hole for him at the end of the training session.
David was terrified of what was going to happen at the end of training. However, what scared him even more was more of the players finding out about what he'd been up to with Roy and Japp. Thank god, Japp was no longer a problem having left for his new team. However, he had no doubts that Roy wouldn't hesitate to drop him right in it if he didn't do exactly as he was told.
At the end of training, David thought he might avoid any confrontation with Roy by leaving the training ground straight away without returning the to the locker room to change. But Roy was watching him closely and when he spotted David heading straight for the car, he shouted out "Not rushing off straight away David, are you?"
David replied hesitatingly "Yeah, I've got another appointment I've got to get to sharpish."
Roy stared David straight in the eyes and replied "That's a shame. You'll miss the great story I've got to tell the rest of the lads." The tone of his voice told David all he needed to know. Either he followed Roy to the dressing room or his secret was out.
"OK, Roy," he mumbled "You win."
Roy followed David as they walked slowly towards the changing rooms and said "No rushing with your shower when we get there David. I'm looking forward to fucking that tight ass of yours again."
"Fucking hell, Roy. What if somebody hears you." David whispered. "Anyway, please don't fuck me. Lets compromise, I'll suck you off again if you like. Can't that be enough!"
"No way, a blow jobs fun" sneered Roy "but nothing can compare to the feeling of forcing my cock into your tight asshole! I'm gonna fuck you all right, and I'll bet you're going to enjoy it, too."
At that moment they entered the locker room and the hypnotic suggestion kicked in and David's cock was rock hard in his jockstrap in an instant. His ass also started to itch and without even thinking of what he was doing he reached behind himself to try and scratch the itch.
"Look at you, you fucking slut. Your cock's rock hard and your practically fingering your ass in anticipation of the fucking my cock's gonna give you. Why to you just come out and admit its what you want." Roy said.
"It's not what I want." David half sobbed, but the hypnotic suggestion made him continue. "But if you wanna fuck me you can do it."
"Yeah, well you can bet that I'm gonna fuck you, bitch, but I think we should wait until we're on our own."
Slowly the dressing room started to empty. David sat on the bench near his locker with a towel in his lap trying to hide his hard on. His ass was itching like crazy and he was fighting with every muscle in his body to stop himself ripping down his shorts and attacking his ass to ease the itch. A few of his team mates looked at him somewhat strangely wondering why he wasn't getting changed like everyone else. Roy was busy in the shower. Ole Gunner Solsjaar had changed quickly and was sitting outside in his car intending to follow David when he left to try and talk to him about what he assumed was blackmail by Roy Keane.
Finally no-one was left in the changing room except David and Roy. "Come over hear then you slut, and show me that ass of yours." snarled Roy.
David crossed the room to Roy's locker and dropped his shorts. The front of his jockstrap was soaking wet with precum and Roy laughed when he saw it. David turned around to face away from Roy letting him see his ass.
"No dickhead" said Roy. "I wanna see your hole, bend over and spread your cheeks apart for me." Roy's own cock was now rock hard in anticipation of the fucking he was about to give David.
David bent over so that his head came to rest on the table in front of him and reaching round his spread the cheeks of his ass apart to reveal his asshole which was twitching and pulsing. To Roy it looked like David's ass was begging to be fucked. In truth it was the hypno-induced itching that was causing the reaction in David's hole.
Roy couldn't wait any longer and dropped his towel, spat on his hand and swiped it across the head of his cock to provide minimal lubrication. Resting one hand on David's back he lined up his cock with David's twitching hole and lunged forward burying his cock to the pubes in David's ass. David couldn't help himself he groaned loudly and the cock invaded his ass and the sensation of relief that he felt from the itch he'd been feeling combined with Roy's cock roughly sliding across his prostate gland caused his cock to erupt cum into the pouch of his jockstrap. His ejaculation of course, caused his asshole to clamp down tightly on Roy's cock and to Roy it felt as though David's hole was trying to pull him deeper inside. Roy quickly fell into a routine fucking motion pulling almost all the way out of David's hole before plunging his cock back again. David's cock, of course remained rock hard and he could feel that he was building to cum again. He couldn't help himself and started to moan with pleasure at the sensations he was feeling and without realising it, he crossed another line as without any hypnotic suggestion to make him do so he found himself saying "Yeah, Roy. Fuck me harder. Really pound my hole. It feels so good!"
Roy smiled, he knew it. All these protestations from David had been completely phoney. "You bet, I'm fucking that hole, you bitch. You're gonna be getting this cock of mine regularly from now slut. Whenever I want it you're gonna come running or the whole team get to hear about it." Without any pause in his fucking, he reached behind to his locker and pulled out the small tape recorder he'd hidden there. He rewound the tape slightly and pressed play and held it up to David's ear.
David was still grunting and groaning in pleasure and he heard the tape play back his demand for Roy to fuck him harder. He knew now that Roy had complete control. If this tape ever fell into the wrong hands his career would be finished. However, none of these thoughts could intrude on the pleasure he was feeling from the fucking Roy was giving him. As Roy's thrusts became shorter and harder as his own climax drew near, David too went over the edge for a second time and flooded his jockstrap with yet more cum. Roy's cum however, flooded David's ass.
Roy yanked his dick from David's hole and shoved David to the floor. "Get away from me, you faggot. I'm finished with you for today. Get in the shower and don't come out until I've gone."
David crawled across the floor and into the shower and lay on the tiled floor sobbing in despair. Cum started to slowly ooze from his asshole.
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