Date: Fri, 2 Jul 2010 21:32:09 +0100
From: Robbie Robot <lostinspace1966@live.com>
Subject: GAME SET AN MATCH PART ONE

Game Set and Match Part One
Copyright Van T Z Boi 2010

(The usual disclaimers apply. As it is the tennis season I thought the
following might whet your appetite for the fun that can be had on and of
court)

	Murray Andrew pushed open the door to the locker room and wearily
stepped inside, he slung his bag down on the bench and slumped beside it
resting his head on the cool wooden backrest.

	'It had been a hard fought five set match,' he thought to himself
as he let his tired body relax in the cool air of the room, 'that
Lithuanian kid is a real find, kept me at the top of my game for longer
than I expected, I was lucky to beat him.'

	He reflected more on the hard won game, Murray at seventeen was now
a veteran on the Junior satellite tour, his standing was in the twenties
and he hoped to better his place on the list after the current tournament
but he could do without lengthy five set matches. 'Far too tiring,' he
grumbled to himself as he wiped at his still damp forehead, 'at least I'm
through to the third round'. He took a deep breath, the shower called him
and he was looking forward to standing under the welcome hot spray. 'I
wonder where the kid is?,' he asked himself, his opponent a thin rangy
blonde sixteen year old who had only appeared on the scent that season had
almost beaten him but the final set had showed that his speed and agility
was wavering and it was only by making the kid run around that Murray had
overcome the exhausted kid, 'cute looking boy,' he said to himself, 'wonder
what he looks like naked, that bulge between his legs looked worth more
than a second look. I wonder where he went, probably the physio, he sure
looked worn out,' he recalled the tight shorts the boy wore as he walked
away led off by one of the ball boys. 'Perhaps if I stay under the shower
he'll arrive and I'll get a shot at his pussy,' he could not recall if
anyone else was fucking the kid, 'the Lithuanian coach kept a strict rein
on his small stable of players but no one I know has said they've been with
the boy,' he thought to himself as he idly scratched himself between the
legs feeling his cock harden at the thought of the blonde naked in the
shower beside him.

	The locker room door opened and Murray looked up expecting to see
Serge his opponent but instead a short brown haired boy appeared, the boy
dressed in the tournaments ball boy uniform of short dark green shorts and
open necked short sleeve lighter coloured green shirt stepped into the
locker room, in his hand he held a towel.

	"You lef' zis behind," smiled the boy and held out the towel before
him as he walked in.

	Murray delighted in the boys accent, checked his bag, yes sure
enough there lying across the top was the towel he had used on the court,
the green striped towel lay across his bag where he had placed it, the
colours matched the ball boys uniform. He looked up at the boy and saw
where the boys eyes were resting and he smiled, 'this boy isn't here
delivering towels and he studied the boy, 'nice,' thought Murray and he
felt his cock thicken as he took in the slim frame, the shorts tight
between the legs showing a cute little bulge and the nipples that pushed
through the close fitting shirt.

"Thanks," he smiled and took the towel and draped across his own.

"Anyzing I can do to 'elp?" asked the boy.

Murray stretched his arms above his head, "I'm just about to shower," he
said and began to tug the sweaty shirt up over his torso.

As he eased the damp shirt off he felt the boys fingers as they grappled
with the laces to his tennis shoes. He looked down at the brown haired head
and then his eyes slid over the boys back to the pert looking buttocks that
pointed upwards. He grinned to himself and stretched again, now his shoes
and socks were off and the boy sat back on his knees looking up at Murray
who simply smiled back. He watched as the boys fingers reached for the
waistband of his shorts and started to undo his fly, already his shorts
bulged as his cock filled with blood and lust.

The boy wasted no time, he tugged open the shorts and then unbuttoned the
trunks that were Murray's preferred undergarment when on the court, the
fleshy tube of the teenager's cock almost leaped through the opening but
the boy was fast and captured the leaky cock head in his mouth and quickly
bobbed up and down. Murray groaned with delight as the boys expert touch,
'suck first,' he decided, 'then a fuck, that'll help get rid of the
tensions of the game then perhaps another fuck, a stand up fuck in the
shower," he sighed at the prospects and then pulled the boy off his cock.

"Strip," he commanded and as the boy unquestioning removed his clothes,
Murray slid his shorts and trunks off, now both were naked.

The two took stock of one another, 'well he's definitely young' though
Murray observing the small stub of a cocklet that stood proud of the
hairless groin, the bubble of a sac hung empty below the pulsing
dicklet. 'and those pointy teats have been well sucked to look like that,'
he considered the flat chest with the hard pink nubs and his cock twitched,
he wonder what the boy's pussy would look like, a small pucker of wrinkled
skin no bruising to show how well fucked the boy probably was, 'I bet he's
real tight,' hoped Murray, adding ' that was the beauty of this small
French tournament, the ball boys were young and very agreeable.' He
recalled that following his match the previous day he had gone out on to
the practice courts for a warming down session and had ended up fucking an
athletic ten year old who had made himself available and back in the locker
room to shower he had observed a number of the other players getting
similar service from a range of ball boys, all of whom appeared well
trained in their off court activities. 'If anything the ball boys here get
better looking each year,' it was the only junior tournament that let the
matches go over five sets, the tournament stretching itself over two weeks
instead of the usual one and it was an boys only event. Murray thought
about the wild times he had experienced in previous years at this event.

The ball boy took note of the seventeen year olds muscular physique, the
well defined six pack across his torso and best of all the fat, thick eight
inches of teen cock that dribbled its clear juice and pulsed and throbbed
its promise of rich reward for his already twitching boy pussy.

Murray pulled the boy back down on his knees and the eager mouth went to
work. Murray lay back against the wooden backrest his head resting on his
hands, his legs spread wide so the boy could do his job and he wriggled and
throbbed as the boy magnificently expert brought him to his climax, his
thick head expanding inside the hot mouth to deliver eight very
satisfactory bolts of teen seed that the boy swallowed with ease.

"Uuurrrgghhh, that's awesome sucking mate," moaned Murray as he pressed the
boys head to keep him on his cock, the boy responded and knelt there
suckling gently at the slowly throbbing cockhead and swallowing the copious
teen dew that trickled from the cockslit.

For a few minutes Murray lay back relaxed as his body returned to normal
and his cock recovered its full firmness, during this time he caressed the
boys head, pressing it down as his cock grew to its full length, feeling
the sensation as the boy took the very head right into his young
throat. Now his cock was rampant again and with it his lust, he eased the
boy off his cock and both looked at each other, then the boy smiled a big
beam of a grin and spun around so that he was flat on his back , his legs
held apart to show the puckered skin that surrounded his boy pussy, as
Murray had thought it was a slight brown colour with no sign of
bruising. Murray took a long look at the gorgeous sight and turned to his
bag to look for the tube of lube, as he produced it the boy tapped his leg
with one of his feet and Murray turned to look at him.

"'is okay," he grinned and using his fingers he pulled open his boy pussy
to show the wet gleam and Murray grinned on seeing the boy was so well
prepared.

Murray knelt down between the open legs, he placed the head of his prick at
the greased opening and pushed forward, to his delight his cock slid in
steadily and easily, he looked up worried that his size would hurt the boy
but all he saw was the satisfied smile that the boy wore.

"Is so good," grinned the boy and then he chuckled and added, "now we
fuck."

Murray agreed and began to slide his cock in and out of the so tight and so
hot boy pussy. As he worked his cock in to its full eight inches the boy
cried out and quivered and Murray felt the pulsing around his shaft, he
knew that sensation and realised the boy had just had a minor dry cum.

He bent forward and suckled at one of the boys teats, as he did do he felt
the boy groan throatily and at the same time he felt the grip around his
cock tighten and pulse. He suckled again and found there was a similar
reaction, "now I know why his teats looked well sucked. Murray began to
work the boy's trigger, sucking gently and swiftly, strongly, sometimes
biting the now even more swollen chest nubs, each time the boy shuddered
and groaned and the pulsing grip of the boy's pussy around his cock gained
in strength and speed and heat.

Murray now worked out how to trigger the responses he wanted and began to
suck and bite the boys teats, making the boy writhe and wriggle with even
greater passion. As he suckled he pounded the boys tightening, grasping boy
pussy, rubbing his cock head across the little inner button increasing the
boys desire and lust. Soon his pounding and suckling produced the desired
result and he felt the boy burst with another speedy heated spasm around
his cockhead, squeezing it so hard and swiftly that Murray almost lost it
himself, but he steadied himself at the last moment and watched as the boy
had a major body churning dry orgasm.

"Ohhh, uuuurrggghhhh," cried the boy as he shook uncontrollably before he
went limp and limpid underneath Murray's still thrusting cock.

Murray grinned, 'what a fuckable find this kid is,' he smirked to himself,'
and he gently kissed the damp lips, the boys eyes fluttered open.

"Again," breathed the boy and Murray drew his cock out almost to the head
before once again sliding it deep to the root, he was amazed and excited to
see the boy had yet another spasm. He bent his mouth to one of the boys
nipples and the boy pulled him away.

"No, plis is too sensitive now, later," the boy whispered and added, "just
fuck okay?"

Murray proceeded to do as the boy asked and again brought his cockhead to
the boys opening before thrusting deep inside the hot pulsing boy cunt.

"Faster," insisted the boy and Murray began to hammer the tight boy pussy
feeling the spasms around his cock as the boy had more and more of the
small eruptions. The continuing pulsing grasping around his cock and shaft
as he moved back and forth was amazing, it was a different kind of milking
sensation and he soon found the rhythm that the boy preferred, one that had
just as good an effect on his own arousal.

Murray fucked the boy steadily, working out the tensions of the long drawn
out match as his sexual needs mere met and raised, the boy was bleating
now, almost continuously as the constant spasms of his own delight took
place. Murray felt the mewling cries as they kissed, tongues duelling as
the boy sounded his delight from up his throat. The pulsing rhythm around
his cock grew stronger and stronger and he felt his own end coming, he
strived to thrust even faster in and out of the vice like velvet glove that
held and caressed his cock. Squeezing now and then the head and the ridge,
especially when it caught the little nub in the glove that produced even
more tighter pulses. Now the spasms came close upon each other and then
Murray lost it, his own desire and need took over and he pummelled the hot
boy hole, spearing the boy against the carpeted floor as the joyous tickle
began its heated journey from his balls to his cocktip and he finally
exploded, drenching the now vibrating boy pussy with his cum and then he
gasped as the boy exploded too and he grunted as he felt his spitting
cockhead being squeezed harder and harder as the boy's dry cums turned into
one giant dry orgasm. Murray felt the cocklet held between his pulsing
stomach muscles and the boys writhing tummy expand and throb as the ball
boy came dry and oh so hard.

"Ohhh fuuuck," cried Murray as he found himself being squeezed tight as
before and then he collapsed on the boy, fucked out for the moment.

As he fell he felt the boys arms hold him and the boys ankles drummed a
decreasing tattoo on his arse cheeks as the boys orgasm subsided, their
mouths sought each other and they kissed sweetly slowly as their passions
melted away and normality returned. Locked together on the locker room
floor they lay almost as one for those few precious eternal moments of
sated lusty desire.

"You are one hell of a fuck," sighed Murray as the moment was broken and
they returned to earth and then he realised he did not even know the boys
name. "Say who are you, your name I mean?" he asked.

"Marcel," grinned the boy and held out his hand.

"Well I'm truly fucked to meet you," answered Murray as he took and shook
the proffered hand.

The two chuckled and then slowly uncoupled, Murray looking at his cock
which was just normal when it exited the tight boy pussy. 'I'm definitely
doing him again,' he told himself, 'this boy is one hell of a find,' and
then the thought hit him.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Eight," grinned Marcel.

"Awesome," beamed Murray, "I know a few teenagers let alone adults who
could learn a lesson on how to fuck from you.

"Z'ank you," giggled the boy.

Murray made his move, "say what are you doing later on, I mean are you due
back on court."

"No 'is my day off," Marcel answered and leaning forward and kissing Murray
on the tip of his nose added, "I came in 'spezially for to see you," and he
gently squeezed Murray's groin as he spoke.

"So are you free later on then?" Murray mentally was working out where they
could meet as well as feeling great knowing the fact the boy was obviously
interested in him.

"You want me to stay," the boy thought for a moment, "all night?" and he
put his head on one shoulder.

The prospect of an all nighter with the cute little fucker sent Murray's
head reeling with the possibilities. "Fuck yeah," he cried out.

"I 'arrange," smiled the boy and pulled a mobile phone out of his shorts
pocket.

Murray watched as the boy dialled and then a hurried conversation in French
which went beyond his schoolboy French took place.

"Is done," Marcel spoke putting down the phone.

"Your parents are okay with this?" Murray was amazed at the way the boy had
appeared to sort things out.

"Not my parents," Marcel spoke abrupt, "was my boyfriend Emile."

"Your boyfriend!" Murray's mouth was agape.

"'E knows I am working the tournament so I tell heem I will see him when it
ends," Marcel shrugged his shoulders and then grinned and added, "is my
pussy not 'is."

"B, bu, but what about your parents, don't they?" Murray stuttered.

Marcel cut across him, "Emile lets them stay in his house, no rent," he
giggled.

Murray's mouth dropped open even more, this boy was astounding him. 'I
knows the French have a different attitude to sex but this was so beyond
anything he had experienced he was still totally gobsmacked by the boys
attitude.

"You want look at Emile?" grinned Marcel and picked up his phone.

Murray looked at the picture, he saw a mature adult, balding but not that
handsome or attractive looking. He looked up at Marcel a puzzled look on
his face.

"Why him?" he asked befuddled at the boy's choice.

"'E 'as a red Porsche," grinned Marcel, "Brrm Brrm, vairy fast, vairy
noisy, good fuck machine."

Murray sat back totally amazed, 'the boy is just too much," he thought and
then another thought crossed his mind but Marcel was there before him. He
produced another picture. Murray stared at the picture of the erect cock,
it was not that big and certainly no competition to his.

"I 'know," Marcel caressed Murray's now thickening teen rod, "Emile 'e is
not beeg like you, like other tennis boys but I like beeg cock tennis
boys."

Murray laughed out loud and then he looked at Marcel, "But you weren't here
last year."

Marcel worked the phone again, Murray looked at the picture, "'e 'as a boat
too." Marcel smirked.

'Boat,' thought Murray, 'it was a fucking yacht and a big fucking yacht
too.' The boy piqued his curiosity, "and the year before?"

Marcel produced another picture, "Before Emile was Francois," he sighed,
"'is cock was bigger than Emile's but Emile's boat is bigger," he fluttered
his eyelashes at Murray, "'an all he could give my parents was a small
apartment so now my parents are 'appy too."

Murray clapped his hands, "You really are something else," he chortled.

"We fuck now?" giggled Marcel stroking Murray's cock and he cupped his
right teat in his hand and pushed it towards Murray. For one moment Murray
almost leaned forward to suckle and then he recalled his plan.

"Shower now," demanded Murray intending to put his plan into action,
'shower fuck first then I can think about tonight,' he thought as his cock
led the way into the shower cubicle.



Serge lay motionless face down and naked on the physio table as the tall
Scandinavian worked down his legs. The sixteen year old was exhausted from
the long match but felt he had done what he could.

"He's fine, its just tiredness," announced the blond physio, "some massage,
some hot and cold showers and plenty of rest and he'll be ready to play
again."

Dieter the boys coach tapped his finger against his chin, "He has a doubles
match to play tomorrow, will he be fit?"

"I'll speak to the organiser, get the match time moved later, he should be
fit to play best in the late afternoon," the physio suggested and Dieter
nodded.

Serge had moved so he now lay on his back. Dieter looked down the slim
frame admiring the muscular tone that the last few months of hard work had
produced, he gazed at the flaccid teen cock, the tuft of blond hair at the
base and the cute egg shaped ovals below.

"You did well with the Britischer," he said, "to take Andrews to five sets
is a good sign. I am proud of you," and he bent close and whispered in the
boys ear, "you will get your reward in my bed tonight," and he caressed the
dormant groin and then tweaked one of the taut nipples that stood so proud
of the boys hairless chest. 'The boy is such a loving fuck,' he thought to
himself, 'I just wish he could be a bit more rougher in bed, but there are
other boys who will satisfy that desire before I bed Serge," he smiled to
himself.

Serge smiled Dieter had taught him much, improved his game beyond his
dreams and he liked that the man was gentle in bed too, he preferred to
make love rather than fuck, something he had noticed about the other boys
in Dieter's stable, 'and on the circuit too.'

He submitted to another round of massage from the phsyio who did his best
to bring the boy to erection but Serge would not play his game.

'He is just so beautiful,' thought the Scandinavian, 'makes me think of my
brother, oh how I miss him in my bed, that blonde hair, that cute dick, but
the boy lying before would not play.

"Okay you can shower now," announced the physio and he opened the door
where the ball boy who had brought Serge to his room was waiting on the
chairs outside, "you can show him back to the locker room now."

Sebbie the ten year old ball boy stared at the sight of the naked teen, 'he
really is just so angelic,' he thought and he felt his boy dicklet
harden. He grabbed Serge's clothes and bag and held the door open, "This
way," he smiled his best welcoming 'I'm available,' smile.

Serge stood up, for a moment he gave a thought to his nudity and then
shrugged his shoulders, 'I am going to hit the shower anyway,' he said to
himself, 'and the locker room is not that far away.'

 Sebbie led the naked youth through the corridors to the locker room.

"This is it," he smiled opening the door and stepping in after the naked
teenager. He placed the youth's belongings on the bench a little way along
from Murray's noticing the pile of ball boy uniform and wondered which of
his fellows had scored with the British boy with the big cock recalling the
fuck they had enjoyed the previous day. 'I hope he fucks me again before
the tournament is over,' he smiled at the prospect and made his move on the
naked boy before him.

"Anything I can do for you?" he asked and gently caressed the slim tube.

Serge gently removed the boys hand, "No thank you," he spoke politely,
"after the long match I need to shower as the physio instructed. Thank you
for your help," he added.

Sebbie put his head on one side and cheekily asked, "Can I get a little
kiss then?"

Serge laughed, "Okay little one," he replied and before he could bend down
Sebbie's mouth was kissing his cock. "You little devil," he cried jumping
backwards.

"You sure I can't?" Sebbie again squeezed the sweet tasting teen rod.

"Out," laughed Serge and pushed the boy out of the door. He stretched
languidly, noticed that Murray's clothes and bag were still there and
looked at the door to the shower area, he could hear the sound of running
water and, he cocked his head on one side there were other sounds, sounds
he was not sure what they were.



Philippe the sixteen year old ball boy captain smiled at the cute black
haired twelve year old. He was in his little office, it was his second year
as Ball Boy Captain and once he reached seventeen he would have to vacate
the post and look for work in other tournaments. He had enjoyed his time in
this particular tournament, he like many of the ball boys had began his
career at the age of seven, and he was well aware it was his other ball
handling skills that had kept him in the team, now rising to the important
position of Captain of the Ball Boys. He hoped his final year would be
excellent and that his reputation would be furthered by what he
accomplished in his final year.

"So Dimitri settling in okay?" he smiled at the new addition to his team.

The slim twelve year old nodded his head, "oh yes than you so much for the
opportunity."

Phillippe grinned, he had discovered the attractive youngster whilst
checking out the beach for possible additions to his team. Dimitri was in
town competing in a regional swimming competition. He was with his coach
and mentor, Armand a failed Olympic swimmer who had gone back to working in
his parents shop when he realised he would never reach the standard to win
at Olympic level. It was when he had been delivering to Dimitri's
grandparents farm that he observed the young boy swimming in the river
close to the farmhouse. He had been intrigued at the boys prowess and
instinctively had timed the boy's speed, he was so impressed that he spoke
to the boys grandparents about the boy.

They had explained that Dimitri was staying with them whilst his mother,
their daughter dealt with a now difficult pregnancy, Dimitri's own
pregnancy had been difficult too and it had taken their daughter a long
time and a number of miscarriages before she had managed to keep her latest
attempt to the point where the hospital had decided to keep her on a
complete bedrest regime and this meant no visitors, hence the need to
arrange to have Dimitri's stay with them and wait until his new brother
finally made his appearance.

Armand expressed his own interest in the boy and the grandparents knowing
of his Olympic attempt happily allowed Armand to test him out. Dimitri
turned out to be a natural swimmer and under Armand's tuition went from
strength to strength. So much so that Armand had entered him in the
regional trials competition which Dimitri had passed with honours. The only
drawback to Dimitri's progress as ever was the cost of training and he and
Armand had been wondering how best to raise the money when Phillippe had
espied the boy and the money Phillippe's ball boys were paid for three
weeks work was a huge boost to Dimitri's campaign.

Armand unlike most of his fellow coaches or trainers was not a boy lover,
as a youngster on the Olympic team he had been part of the extra activities
that boys and men get up to but in Dimitri's case Armand had kept a careful
eye on the boy so he had not been subjected to outside interests. Once
Armand had left his swimming career behind him he had put an end to his
interest in boy sex and now that he was coaching his protégée he was still
making sure the boy was safe from the clutches of the men he knew would
corrupt his charge. The problem was the money that Phillippe was offering
was more than tempting and naïvely Armand gave no thought that what can
happen between boys and men in the pool changing room could also happen in
other locker rooms and so he had agreed to let Dimitri stay on to earn the
money.

Phillippe had arranged for the boy to stay with him and was even more
delighted to discover that the twelve year old was a complete virgin,
something he sorted out within hours of Armand's departure. Dimitri had
taken to sex with the same natural flair he shown about swimming. Phillippe
recalled that night as he had brought the boy upstairs to the bedroom.

"We have to share a bed?" Dimitri was surprised but not ill at ease at the
prospect.

Phillippe had reached over and tugged at the top of Dimitri's pyjamas, "It
will be too hot with the two of us in the bed to need these," he smiled,
thinking that the heat he hoped to generate would not be from the sun.

He had stripped the boy and then undressed and climbed into be alongside
the youth who had stared obviously at him.

"What's wrong with your penis?" he had asked, "it's all big and pointy and
what's that dripping from the end?"

Phillippe had smiled, "I'm just about to show you," he chuckled.



END OF PART ONE

To be continued.......



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