From: Peter Anderson <peteranderson@cableinet.co.uk>
Subject: Football Crazy
Date: Sat, 15 Mar 1997 11:26:44 -0800
Organization: Cable Internet

This story contains explicit descriptions of gay sex
If this offends you, I am relying on your intelligence and common-sense
to stop reading this story now.

Football Crazy

Andy loved watching the local amateur side playing on the council
pitches near his house. The Macbeth Rovers very often played with as
much excitement and passion as the big money professional sides, even if
the skill was more often lacking.
	However for Andy it wasn't the passing, dribbling and scoring that
attracted him to stand on the touchline in all weathers every second
week, but the sight of those young, firm bodies running around, leg
muscles straining and flexing.
	Andy's favourite player was Mikey, a big skinhead who played in
defence with a lethal unstoppability that often landed his opponents in the
casualty department. He was six and a half feet of gorgeous, smooth
muscle.
	One very muddy March afternoon things went a little wrong for Mikey.
He tried to stop the ball getting past him as the other side's star striker
bore down on the penalty box, but a slight, last minute change of
direction caused him to catch Mikey right on his thigh, and sent the
players sprawling all over each other in the mud. A sudden scream of
pain from Mikey clearly meant it was the end of the game for him.
	Being an amateur side they only had a bloke with a sponge and a
first aid kit in case anything went wrong. Mikey clearly needed a lot of
support to get to the changing rooms and there'd never be a better
chance to get as close to him again, so Andy rushed onto the pitch and
helped the coach get Mikey to his feet. Clearly the bones weren't
broken, but the leg was still too sore to put weight on.
	They got Mikey into the changing room and the coach examined the
damage. "Well, you've left plenty of others in a much worse state," he
said. "It looks like it can wait for now, so get changed and I'll have a
look later." Then he returned to the game outside.
	"Will you be okay on your own?" Andy asked.
	"No, not really. I know it's asking a lot, but could you help me get
stripped and into the bath?"
	Andy tried to stay calm and prevent his hands from shaking. Though
it was like his favourite wank-fantasy coming true, he daren't let Mikey
know. Still, he savoured the thrill of sliding the long socks down his
thick calves. Then Mikey raised his arse to let Andy pull off his shorts
and pants. As he uncovered Mikey's crotch he took a good, long look at
the thick tube of flesh curled up against Mikey' huge ball-sack, so he
could retrieve the image later in the privacy of his bedroom.
	Andy stood up and helped Mikey to his feet, this time having to take
the man's full weight himself. It was a burden Andy would gladly carry,
with his arm wrapped around Mikey's waist. They staggered into the tiled
room in the centre of which was the communal bathtub, already filled
with steaming hot water. The bath was designed to take able-bodied men,
making it awkward to get Mikey in. As Andy was lowering Mikey into the
water he lost his balance and both men tipped into the bath.
	When Mikey had stopped laughing he said, "Well, you getting out of
those clothes? We'll get a change for you later." Andy took his clothes
off underwater, but the water did little to hide how excited he was. He
looked across to Mikey to see his reaction, expecting the worst. Instead
Mikey smiled, then said, "I'd love to get my lips around that."
	Andy didn't hesitate. He crouched over Mikey and stroked the length
across his face, while Mikey covered it in kisses. Mikey opened his
mouth wide and took half of Andy's seven inches into his mouth. Andy
held Mikey's head and slowly worked his cock in and out of the stud's
mouth. Mikey stroked his hands across Andy's buttocks and worked a
couple of fingers down between his arse-cheeks. He teased Andy's tight
ring of muscle for a while and, just as Andy could feel the sensation of
pressure building in his groin, Mikey shoved his finger right up inside.
Andy's orgasm was so intense his ears popped, but Mikey never let go
until he'd swallowed every drop of Andy's spunk.
	Andy and Mikey cuddled and kissed, Andy getting a taste of his own
juice from Mikey' lips. Mikey's cock was thick and stiff, squeezed
between their bodies. "I want you inside me now," said Andy. He slipped
his hands around the thick flesh and guided it to the entrance. He
lowered himself, savouring the feel as Mikey's knob pushed into his
guts. The cock was bigger than anything he'd ever been fucked with
before, and he wondered if he could take it. Then Mikey grabbed him
around the waist and rammed his cock all the way home.
	Andy waited until his guts had gotten used to their new occupant,
then slowly rode Mikey's cock. Mikey kissed his pecs and chewed on each of
his nipples, giving Andy lessons on the sexual power of pain. Soon their
passion built to a peak and Andy felt his guts flooding with Mikey's hot
spunk. He stroked his own cock and shot another load all over both of
their chests and faces.
	Both men got cleaned and dried up before the match finished, though
the other players wondered what had happened to Andy's clothes.

If you liked this story drop me a line. Also, if anyone with pictures of
footballers (SOCCER only) in and out of their kit I'd love to see them.