Date: Thu, 8 May 2014 23:13:41 -0700
From: Tyler Waggoner <twag1983@hotmail.com>
Subject: Out of Town Soccer Boi - Chapter 4

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Out of Town Soccer Boi - Chapter 4


The night had two more rounds in store.  I awoke, Mig next to me on all
fours, being skewered from behind by TJ; it was hot to hear Mig's boyish
grunts as TJ slowly enjoyed his tightness for the second time, TJ's low
moans filling my ears until he pumped deep into Miguel.  Mig slid down next
to me, TJ's load trickling onto my leg, as I fell asleep.  When I awoke,
Mig was pressing his wet hole against my swollen meat; TJ's snoring, soft.
I quietly held Mig's cheeks as I slipped, deep, into his wetness.  It
didn't take long until I pumped my second nutt into the boy.  Mig and I
fell asleep, with me, resting, inside him.

We all showered before making our way down to breakfast; TJ and
Mig. together, I following.  I knew how much Mig liked TJ and, after all,
the morning is nothing but the finale of the evening before.

All the boys were busily chatting, a few stragglers behind us, as we sat
down for breakfast.  Jorge gave a nice pep talk to the boys, psyching us
for the playoff ahead.  We left breakfast, quickly returning upstairs to
gather our belonging; the buses waiting out front as we poured out.  TJ and
I were on Bus#1 with Mig.  The trip was just under two hours, and most of
the boys, including Mig, slept.  I was glad.  I worried that TJ and I had
had worn Mig out; I'd feel really bad if we forfeited victory because Mig
had lost his edge.

The game kicked off on a sour note, as one of the boys, Yousi, was side
slammed, off field with a concussion.  The attacking team were savages,
with a breakaway leading to 0-1.

Our kids rallied, with several clears, then an advance that trampled the
opponent.  In a sudden turnover, a fast break put the ball directly in
kicking range; we drove it in.  Now, 1-1.  Mig came out of nowhere, his
team mates setting up a cross ball that he drove right into the center,
SCORE!! 2-1.  In a memorable moment, a reverse pass in motion, Mig hit
across the ball bending his shot just past the flailing goallie, sending
the ball into the net. 3-1!!  In the defining play, Mig's free kick sent
the ball right past the goallie, barely a muscle twitching, giving us the
final, 4-1!!!  I caught Mig's face as his expression went from one of
questioning to absolute exhilaration!!

We made the obligatory pass of handshakes between the coaches and key
players; the head coach for the opposing team leaned into Mig, telling him
he was one heck of a player.  Mig headed to the lockers, with his whole
body, exuberant!  As we entered the lockers, several local photographers
were snapping pictures, particularly of Mig, who was emerging as the team's
star.  I noticed an eye catcher.  Longish curls, sexy eyebrows with bedroom
light brown eyes and trimmed facial hair; my cock jumped a bit.  He had a
press pass around his neck, with a tee, light denim jacket, and faded jeans
worn in just the right places.  His camera, very impressive, with two
additional lenses, loosely hanging around his sexy frame.  I watched him
talking to several of the kids and then watched as they posed for a group
shot.  Mr. Sexy then grabbed Mig, speaking to him and shaking his hand
before putting him front and center, for another group pose.  I saw TJ walk
up and chat with this stud. They chatted for some time, before TJ rounded
up several of our key players, putting them around Mig.  The eye catcher
snapped several more pictures.  By this time, my curiosity was peaked.

"Hi, Ethan", I said, eye catcher's hand met mine.

"Gregg", his voice sexily deep and scratchy. He was from a major sports
publication.  My glance over his ID, confirmed.

"Wow, what brings you here?", I was somewhat amazed that a national news
photographer was interested in our team.

"Nationals are news dude!', his smile, very cute ... disarming.

"We are interested in, who, is up and coming in the sport", he continued,
"and my job is to capture it on film".

"Pretty cool, huh?", TJ's voice right beside me; he had that 'drop dead'
smile that just made your meat ... tingle.

"Yeah, really cool", I said as Jorge, the head coach, approached.

"Hi, Jorge Navilla", his hand shaking Gregg's.

TJ and Gregg filled Jorge in on the photos and the interest of a major
sports news magazine in our team.

"Well, Gregg, that is great!  I'm sure you have the requisite disclosures
for parents", he said.  Gregg nodding, opening his backpack.

"Great, let me have your card and I will have the appropriate individuals
review this and we will get back to you", he said.  Gregg nodding in
ascent; then Jorge and Gregg sidelined to go over particulars.  TJ and I
hung around as MIg and the rest of the kids headed for the showers.  Once
Jorge was satisfied that all legalities were in order, he disappeared into
the lockers.

"Dude, your welcome to come back to the hotel and shoot the breeze", TJ
offered.

"I think I'll take you up, dude", he returned, "end of my day, and I'm too
baked to drive back to New York".

"Then we're on!", TJ bumped fists with Gregg.

"Ethan", I slipped my hands into Gregg's.  Hmm, firm hand shake, a
sensualness, dripping.

"Gregg", his hand lingering in mine, "guess we'll hang for a while", his
smile caused my cock to swell.

"Yeah", I said, letting my hand drop.  This guy was hot, very hot.

TJ filled Gregg in on where we were staying tonight, then, Gregg was off.
TJ and I entered the lockers, sharing a knowing look.  We agreed that he
was very hot, and probably could be rather fun.

The ride back to the hotel was much the same as the ride back yesterday.
The whole bus was cheering, rowdy, and all adolescence!  It was one hell of
a party.  As we left the buses, Jorge stood, handing out the room
assignments.

"Dude, how did this happen?", I asked, as my mouth dropped open.  Mig, TJ
and me were roomies.

"Well", his frat jock smile erupting, "lets just say that I convinced Jorge
our star player deserved his own room!".

"Fuck, dude, I owe you, BIG time!", as his hand slid into mine.

We all convened downstairs then made our way a few building down to a
sports restaurant/bar.  We milled around the hostess desk as the waitstaff
put together a few tables in a back room.  It's a good thing they isolated
us, because we were loud!  TJ saw Gregg enter the front door and left to
meet him.  The guys were rowdy.  Mig sat at a center table, holding court
with all of our star players. I chatted with the other coaches, all of us
withered as our adrenaline waned; hell, we had one rush after another
today.  That, mixed with our athletic prowess the previous night, left me
rather exhausted. TJ hadn't returned, but what the hell, food was here.

I finally got up to take a leak.  The waiter directed me to the other side
of the bar; I saw TJ standing on the far end, finishing a drink with Gregg.
Gregg had two empty glasses next to the one he was holding.  I entered the
restroom and pissed like a mule.  As I left, I noticed Gregg was gone.  As
TJ passed, he saw me, a devious smile on his face.

"Dude, we are in for a fun evening", he said, my cock jumping. "No worries,
dude, TJ has taken care of everything!!", his eyes shifting to my crotch.

"You told him?", my heart rate picked up a bit.  TJ smiled, disarming me.

"Dude, no worries, he is more than cool", he said suavely.  My cock jumped
again.

As we retreated from the bar, TJ said, his voice low, "and dude, he is
hung!".

We finished dinner and headed back for the hotel.  We coaches grouped for a
few, prior to heading up to our assigned rooms; TJ led the way with Mig
then me, following.  A corner room, sweet!!  I heard the 'click' as TJ's
keycard slipped in.  The door gave way.  I followed Mig inside, the door
clicking shut behind us.  Mig went over and lay on one of the two queen
beds.  TJ flipped the TV on.  About three to four minutes later, there was
a slight 'tap' 'tap' on the door to the adjacent room.  TJ went over and
clicked the deadbolt.  There was Gregg, in a fresh sleeveless tee, N2N
sleep short's that hugged his junk, tied sexily ... bare feet.  Wow, he
exuded hot, sexy, man.

"May I come in boys", he said, Mig turning, taking in everything.

"A b s o l u t e l y", TJ replied, looking over to Mig and winking.  I
could see Mig shift, his shorts tenting.

"Mig", TJ said his arm over Gregg's shoulder, "you remember Gregg?".  Mig
nodded, a boyish smile creeping across his face.

"Hi, Mig", he said, "really nice to see you again.  Mind if I watch TV with
you?".  Mig scooted over, and Gregg slipped onto the bed, scooting a pillow
under his head.  I could see the full outline of his meat, hugged by his
shorts.  Hot!  Very, very hot!  He raised his arms, putting his hands
behind his head.  His biceps nicely defined, his underarm hair with the
slightest of moist.  My cock jumped, watching this exchange.

"Well, I'm gonna get my shower", TJ announced, letting his eyes take in
Gregg and Mig laying on the bed.

"Care to join me, dude?", TJ said as he walked over, letting his hand wrap
over my belly, my cock now fully swollen.

"Yeah", I said, my mouth a desert.

TJ and I made our way into the bathroom.

"Fuck dude", I whispered, "that was so hot!".  TJ's lips met mine, his
tongue deliberately, methodically, exploring my mouth.  "Fuck", my breath
in his mouth, his hand slipping into my sweats, fondling my junk.
"Mmmmmmm", as his fingers slipped around my dripping meat.

TJ slipped his shirt off, followed by mine; he then took my sweats off and
then his.  We stood there, naked, our fingers exploring each other.  TJ
looked into my eyes as he wet his finger, slipping it against my bud.

"Awwwww f u c k", I moaned, the sound filling his mouth, as his finger
slipped inside me, the slurping sound of our tongues filling the tiled
room.  My cock leaked onto TJ's, his fingers gliding, rubbing over his
head, lapping the wetness.  "Awwwwwh', I moaned as his finger returned to
my ass, slipping in, fingering me with his preutt.

TJ reached into the shower, turning the water on.  The steam rose, sending
tentacles out through the slit of the doors.  Slowly, TJ opened the door
allowing me to slipping in, TJ behind me.  As the door closed, I turned,
facing TJ as his lips locked onto mine, the water spraying on my back and
onto him.  We stood there making out, our cocks arched, full, dripping
... TJ's finger locking our heads, our prenutt dripping between between us.

We slowly soaped each other up, shampooed, all the while kissing and
exploring.  TJ now had two fingers deep inside me, driving me wild ... my
cock felt like it was going to explode.  We rinsed off; me in front, TJ
holding me, his arms gripping me, breath warm against my ear.  He reached
over and pulled the conditioner, squirting some on his hand then gently
rubbed it though my hair; he did his.  Then I heard another 'squirt' of the
conditioner, and the coolness was on my pussy lips.  I separated my legs,
leaning forward, as TJ's finger slipped into me, pushing against my
prostate.

"Awwwwwhhh", I moaned, the water jettisoned over us.  He slipped another
in, doubling the intense pressure on my gland, his other hand holding my
balls; gently shifting them from one side to the other.  His feet now over
mine. His body, hot, against me.

"I want you Ethan!", his voice deep, sensual, rustling into my ear as his
fingers twisted inside me, "I want you baby, ssssooooo b a d", my cock
rigid!  TJ took the conditioner, a huge squirt onto his cock, running it
from the base and over the tip, then another squirt right into my bud.  I
could feel the heat of his cock pressing against me, then .... finally
... my pussy lips parted, his head slipping inside.

"Aaaaaaa", my teeth gritted, "hold up dude", as I tried to accommodate him.
TJ pushed, steady, very slowly, the veins of his shaft bumped along my
cunt, my chute stretched ... the fullness, deep, pushing against my
prostate, tingles pulsing through my core ... to my head.  TJ, balls deep,
resting, his head flaring deep inside me, his prenutt oozing.

"Awwwwh f u c k ", babbling, "t h a t w a s s w e e t!", as my cunt
loosened, submitting.  TJ began to fuck me, slowly 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP'
'SLAP' 'SLAP' as his rhythm began.  My cunt drawing out his cock milk.

"Awwwwh, TJ you are so fucking hot! ", I bent forward, the spray shooting
between us.  His cock, plunged deep, my chute trying to pull back.

"Dude, your one sweet ride!!", he bit on my ear, sending electricity though
my meat. 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP', "you are soooo t
i g h t baby, s o o o f u c k i n g t i g h t !!!".

I could feel the pressure building, deep, inside my balls, like a powerful
ache, as his cock plunged deep into my wet cunt, 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP'
'SLAP', his balls slamming into mine, pressure, lots of pressure .... I
couldn't hold it any longer, his meat pushing my cum out,

"AAAAAAWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHH", my nutt sprayed, coating the shower wall,
driving TJ over the edge.

"FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK", as I felt my gut suddenly FULL, his juice pulsing,
as it drove itself deep into me, "SWEEEETTTT FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK", as his
cock throbbed inside me, my cunt clamping down on him as I sprayed TWO
... THREE ... FOUR .... FIVE ... onto the shower wall.

The water spraying onto us, my cum slowly slipping, slipping, down the
drain.  TJ holding me, as his pulses diminished, his hot breath rumbling in
my ear.  Water ...  spraying.

TJ finally slipped out, a stream of his seed pulled out, slowly trickling
from my well fucked bud.  The water, warm, soothing, running over it.

We finished our shower, drying each other off, TJ .... gurgling .... inside
me.  I was hard again, as I felt his load shifting in me.  TJ smiled; Mig
was right, melt you ... instantly.  We slowly made our way back into the
room.  As we entered, I could hear Gregg and Mig.  The drapes parted, with
the streetlight gazing through the sheer back curtain, covering Gregg and
Mig with a blanket of blue-white.

There, on his stomach,legs spread, his boy cunt on full display, was Mig.
Gregg's tongue swirling around in Mig's boy chute, his legs off the edge of
the bed; Gregg's locks wet, hugging Mig's soft asscheeks.  TJ crouched,
looking at Mig being eaten out; I lay on the other bed, watching too; TJ's
load shifting inside me, my cock, hot, dripping.  Mig's legs were splayed
out, Gregg's arms supporting them ... his youthful moans, muffled in a
pillow.  The sucking sounds of Gregg on Mig's pussy lips caused goosebumps
to pop out on my legs, as Mig's moans intensified.

Greg sat up.  His cock, full, thick, throbbing over Mig's tenderness; his
fingers gently traveling down Migs legs, exploring his soft feet and toes.
He then leaned into Mig, whispering into his ear.  Mig reached over to the
night stand and picked up the bottle of 'Pur' ... Gregg crawled onto his
back, his meat now throbbing, arching upward, his balls hanging lower,
full.  His treasure trail swirling upward into a sexy knot.

Mig got onto his haunches, pouring 'Pur' onto Gregg's pole; the 'SLRRP'
sounds filling my ears, as he greased this hot stick.  Mig then reached in
between his teenage crack and worked 'Pur' into his boy cunt, moaning as
his thumb greased his boi hole.  Then on full haunches, Mig lowered
himself, a quick gasp as Gregg's head penetrated his tightness, then a low,
gravely moan as, both, in unison, felt intense pleasure. Gregg slipping
into Tenderland.

Mig, fully impaled by Gregg, bounced up and down, the sound of the bed
meeting the walls, Gregg's hands on Mig's boyish hips, steadying,
separating Mig further.  'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP', as "uuuuggghhh",
faded as Gregg bit into the pillow, 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' as Mig
raised his arms, his hands clenched around the back of his neck, small
tufts of underarm hair peeking into the streetlight.  'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP'
'SLAP' as Mig now rode Gregg ... his adolescence streaming into my
nostrils, causing my cock slit to dribble, wetting me with prenutt.  TJ,
mesmerized, never took his eyes off them; his hands slowly working his frat
meat.  Then, Mig on his haunches again, turned, Gregg's meat never leaving
Tenderland.  I watched Gregg, his expression one of amazement, as Mig began
to ride his manhood, backwards!!

'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP', Gregg's hands firmly around Mig's
slender hips, the sound of boy fucking filling my ears and my nose.

'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP', the heavy scent of
Gregg's prenutt mixed with boy cunt.

Mig, grabbed his cock, pumping, as he rode Gregg, his young teen balls
... full, slapping, wet, onto Gregg's engorged manly nuts.  TJ moved, his
mouth lunging for Mig's love pud, his hands pushing Mig's away, his warm
mouth now fully engulfing Mig. "mmmmmmmmm", Mig moaned.

'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP' 'SLAP', the squishy wetness of Mig's pussy lips as
they kissed Gregg's root, reverberating around me ... the smell of man
pubes and boy pussy ... like a fresh rain ... TJ working Mig's pud, my cock
pulsing, spitting prenutt.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!", Mig screamed as TJ began to buck,
slurping Mig's nutt which was forced out him ...  TJ trying to keep it all,
swallowing, air rushing through his nose ...  Gregg's arms banging on the
sheets, as his cock was squeezed, twisted, wrung; Mig's tight boy cunt,
vibrating around him.

"JJJEEEEZZZZUS FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!!!!!!", Gregg screamed as he unloaded
torrents of semen deep into Mig's gut .... "FFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK" as blast
after blast of hot ejaculate filled the tender midfielder, TJ slurping
Mig's response.  My cock swelled and I erupted ... spraying my face, then
my neck, then my chest, then my stomach as the smell of communal cut grass,
chlorine, and sweat commingled in my nose.

Our breathing, loud, collective, echoing ... the light tricking over us.

TJ was now standing, Mig with Gregg still deep inside him, milking the last
of Gregg's juices ... the coolness of my cum, liquid, trickling down onto
the sheets beneath me.  TJ's tongue, licking me, eating my seed, as his
fingers scooped it from my navel.  Mig and Gregg, slowly slipping out of
their coital lock, the 'pop' of Greg's corona leaving Mig's sweetness,
super hot!

Mig and Gregg tenderly kissed, Mig crawling up, laying on Gregg's chest
... his locks, brushing Mig's face as Gregg pulled their covers up.

Me, nestling into TJ, my nose ticked with the moistness of his pit, as I
savored his raw manliness; TJ drawing the covers over us.

We fell asleep, boy and man ... man and man ... the light, now, obscure.