Date: Tue, 21 Jul 2015 17:17:04 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chunky Chains <chunkychains@yahoo.com>
Subject: [Gay - Celebrity] Banging Ben Cohen - 4

This story is about male/male relationships and contains graphic
descriptions of sex.

You should not read this story if it is in any way illegal due to your age
or residence.

This is a work of pure fiction. It mixes fictional characters and events
with real people. However any real person mentioned in this work is purely
an actor playing a part. This story in no way is meant to imply anything
about the sexuality, personality, or behaviour of the actual person.

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SWING LOW SWEET CHARIOT
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Ben arrived into Heathrow early on the Wednesday morning, and was soon in a
cab heading to his flat in Richmond. Located inside a gated development
near the river, he'd bought the flat a few years ago and then rented it
out, but after separating from his wife he'd moved in himself.

The relatively short flight from Boston had not made for a long night's
sleep, so Ben took a shower as soon as he got in the door and then headed
for bed. Jetlag and unpacking could wait until tomorrow. The one item he
did retrieve from his suitcase was his black eye mask, which he usually
wore for anonymous gangbangs but today would use to block out gloomy
morning light.

After four hours asleep, Ben hauled himself out of bed and headed into the
kitchen to have a cup of coffee and some food. He didn't want to eat too
much, but he was hungry and that never went well for him. Once brunch was
done, he went in to the bathroom for a second go in the shower. This time
he was focused on getting his rear end cleaned out, and used the douche
attachment on his flexible shower to do the job. Once he was sure he was
completely clean, he hopped out of the shower, used his clippers to tidy
his beard up a bit, cleaned his teeth, dried himself off and then applied a
bit of his own new fragrance.

Once satisfied that he was presentable, he returned to the bedroom and got
the box out from the bottom of the wardrobe. Entering the code to unlock
it, he experienced the normal little flutter in his stomach when he opened
it up to reveal his stash of toys. There were all kinds of dildos,
vibrators and plugs, a big collection of leather restraints for all kinds
of positions, a collection of handcuffs and a pair of leather
chaps. Knowing what was in store, he selected one of the larger dildos as
well as a chunky buttplug, and also fished out his wide padded leather
collar, cuffs and ankle restraints, along with the sexy leather jockstrap
he'd picked up San Francisco the previous year.

Locking the box back up, he threw the leather stuff on the floor and then
hopped up onto the bed. Applying some lube to the dildo he lay back and
poked it into his arse, forcefully pushing it all the way in. He was still
pretty loose from the fuckings he'd taken in Boston, but this was a long
and wide toy so it still stretched him a bit.

He then lay his head back on the bed and shut his eyes, using one hand to
push the dildo in and out a bit while using the other to rub his own
chest. This was now a fairly standard routine before his trips to Pennyhill
Park or Twickenham, but he still got a little excited every time he got a
bit kinky on his own.

After half an hour he decided to get on with the rest of his preparations,
so pulled the dildo out and replaced it with the buttplug. He then donned
the leather jock and restraints, followed by a pair of jeans. He He knew
better than to put any other clothes on as they'd just get ripped off, so
he slipped into a pair of flip-flops and grabbed his big North Face jacket
out of the wardrobe. Even on him it was over-sized, but that meant it
properly covered all the leather accessories he was wearing.

Taking one last look in the mirror to check he looked alright, he grabbed
his car keys and headed down to the basement. His heart rate raised a
little as always, but once he was in to his Merc without having been seen
he calmed a little. Putting the car in gear, he drove off out of his block
and headed towards the training ground.

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As soon as he'd parked the car at Pennyhill, Ben hopped out and hurried
round to the training facilities. He went in and made his way to the indoor
pitch, where most of the guys were being shouted at by Stuart
Lancaster. Ben looked around for Jonny, spotting him in the corner of the
pitch where he was talking to Chris Robshaw. Ben made his way over, and as
he approached Jonny looked up. Ben smiled at him and nodded towards the
door, and when Jonny nodded back at him he changed direction and headed in
to the changing rooms.

As he entered the locker rooms Ben could hear voices, and when he turned
into the main area he found Ben Foden and James Haskell chatting, each only
wearing a pair of trunks.

"Big Bottom Ben!" Foden cheered when he saw the older man. "About bloody
time."

Ben smiled at him, and then took off his coat to reveal his studly torso
and leather accessories underneath.

"Oi oi, someone's feeling kinky" James laughed.

Ben winked at him, and then kicked off his flip-flops before undoing and
removing his jeans. He then stood up straight and faced the two rugby
players, pulling his arms up to flex his arms as a joke.

"Phwoar" said James, "looking great mate."

"Thanks" replied Ben, beaming.

"Let's have a look at the back too" said Foden.

Ben swivelled around, and then pulled a few more bodybuilder poses,
clenching his arse a few times as well.

"Oh yeah" said James, "now that's what I like to see."

Ben turned around, still grinning ear to ear.

"Where do you want me?" he asked.

James looked around, and then pointed towards the big bench in the middle
of the room.

"Hold on, I'll get a mat" said Foden, jogging out of the changing rooms. He
returned moments later with a yoga mat, which he laid on the bench.

"So do you want to get started?" Ben asked. "Or shall we wait for the
others?"

"Nah, let's get you warmed up" said James, "you're going to be here a
while."

Ben went over to the bench, but then paused and turned back to James, who
was lubing up his erect cock.

"How do you want me?"

"On your back" James said. "Want to look at that handsome face while I fuck
you."

Ben smiled and nodded, and then lay down on his back. He lifted his legs
for James to hold, and then adjusted his jock to make sure his back door
was properly open. It was only then he remembered he had the buttplug in,
so he gripped and base and pulled it out. As soon as he had, James slipped
his cock inside.

"Ooooooh" Ben moaned, his eyes closed and his mouth open, "god yeah."

James smiled at the pleasure Ben was exhibiting, and immediately started to
fuck back and forth. Ben opened his eyes and looked up at the hunky
flanker. The two locked eyes for a bit as James ploughed Ben's behind,
until Foden approached Ben's other end and presented his cock. Ben adjusted
the angle of his head and opened his mouth wide, allowing his handsome
namesake to slip his cock in.

Ben moaned around the dick in his mouth as he was fucked at both ends,
getting lost in the pleasure of servicing these rugby players. For all the
actors, singers, tennis players, footballers, sports company execs and
other men he got together with, nothing ever came close to an afternoon
with the England squad. Well, except maybe David Beckham, but that was
special.

The noise in the changing rooms suddenly increased as a group of players
made their way in from their training session. A few cheered or slapped
James or Foden's arses, but most didn't even react, such was the
familiarity of the situation for them now. They all got stripped out of
their clothes, some down to their pants and others getting naked, before
settling down on the benches to watch the show and wait their turn.

Jonny Wilkinson was one of the last into the room, pulling off his kit as
he walked over to the big bench. He took up a position beside Foden and
looked down at Ben, who opened his eyes and looked up at his friend. The
two gazed at one another, Jonny licking his lips a little as Foden's cock
continued to piston in and out of Ben's mouth. Jonny's cock was at full
mast, and he gently stroked it and started to rub it on Ben's head. Ben
moaned in appreciation, knowing the tenderness Jonny was communicating.

Jonny then walked away, reaching down to pick up the buttplug off the
floor. He grabbed the bottle of lube and rubbed some on the rubber toy,
before spreading his legs and bending forward a bit. He reached the
buttplug behind him, and with a bit of careful prodding he pushed it into
his own arse.

"You game too Wilko?" Billy Vunipola shouted at him.

"Yes mate, just got to get warmed up" Jonny replied.

"Awesome" said Billy, getting up from the bench and making his way
over. "I'm first."

Jonny turned his head and smiled at him. "Sure thing mate."

James started to grunt quite loudly, and the pace of his fucking
increased. He then pushed Ben's legs up higher and roared out as he
unloaded the first seed of the day, filling Ben's hole. He pulled out and
staggered over to a bench, and as he sat down he watched Jonathan Joseph
step up to take his place. JJ slipped his cock straight into the cum-filled
hole and started to fuck, causing Ben to moan his appreciation.

"You ready yet" Billy asked Jonny.

"Yeah, why not" said Jonny, pulling the buttplug out. He bent over a little
further as Billy stood behind him and lined his cock up.

"Lube?" asked Jonny.

"Already done mate" said Billy, before driving his dick in.

"Aaaaargh" yelled Jonny, "easy mate!"

"Sorry" said Billy. He held in position for a few moments, and then when he
felt the tension ease out of Jonny's back he started to slowly fuck in and
out.

"Nice arse" he muttered. "Nice fucking arse."

Jonny propped his hands on his knees and looked down at the floor as he
began to get fucked for the first time in a while. He hadn't planned on
bottoming out today, but the sight of Ben getting spit-roasted in his sexy
leather restraints had made Jonny feel a bit kinky, and nothing was kinkier
to him than giving it up to this latest crop of England players.

Stuart Lancaster arrived into the changing rooms, and stopped at the
doorway to survey all the action that had started in the few minutes since
the players had left the training pitch. The sight of the legend that was
Ben Cohen on his back getting fucked was nothing unusual, but he was a bit
more surprised to see Jonny bent over taking a pounding. He'd fucked the
guy a few times himself, but didn't realise he went in for these group
sessions.

"Gents" he said, as he passed by the guys fucking one another.

"Coach" said JJ and Billy. Ben Foden was too lost in a fog of pleasure to
respond.

Stuart looked around the rest of the room at the players stroking
themselves, but his attention settled on Danny Care.  The scrum-half was
not touching himself, but was looking around a bit nervously. Stuart
smiled, and made his way over. He stood over Danny, who looked up at him
with slightly pleading eyes.

"It's OK son" said Stuart, "you're amongst friends here."

Stuart pulled his hardening dick out of his shorts and held it towards
Danny, who looked at it hesitantly before slowly leaning forward and
wrapping his lips around it. He closed his eyes and let himself go,
starting to bob back and forth on his coach's cock. Danny Cipriani and
Courtney Lawes were sat on either side of Danny, and were looking at what
was happening with wide eyes.

"I'm guessing you didn't know we had another cock-hound in the ranks?"
Stuart asked them.

They both shook their heads, not taking their eyes off their friend's
enthusiastic servicing of Stuart's penis.

Stuart pulled back, his cock popping out of Danny's mouth with a pop. Danny
looked up at him, and Stuart put his hand gently on the side of the
player's face.

"I think it's time for you to show these guys what a good team player you
are" he said, smiling.

Danny swallowed, and then nervously turned to face Cipriani. He looked at
his friend's erect cock, and then slid along the bench a little so that he
could lean forward and suck it. Cipriani moaned at the feeling, and then
put his hand on Danny's head and encouraged him to suck his cock
deeper. Danny complied, swallowing the cock down his throat.

"Does he..." Courtney asked Stuart, pointing at Danny's backside.

Stuart just smiled, and then turned back to watch the action in the rest of
the room. Courtney slid along the bench, and then pushed his hand under
Danny's bottom, lightly poking around. Danny made some muffled sounds
around Cipriani's cock, and then pushed himself up to allow Courtney better
access. Taking this as an invitation, Courtney stood up and then put one
knee down on the bench. He encouraged Danny to swivel round into a similar
position, albeit leaning forward to suck on Cipriani, and then Courtney
resumed his poking around. He spat on his fingers to lube them up a bit as
he gently prodded at Danny's anus, but a couple of muffled grunts from
Danny told him he'd need lube.

Courtney looked up to see where the bottle was, but found Chris Ashton
approaching him holding what he was after. He grabbed the bottle out of
Chris's hands and applied some to his fingers, and then squirted a bit on
Danny's arse. He then started to rub and prod a bit more forcefully,
pushing one of his long fingers inside. He added a second and then a third,
before starting to pull them apart to stretch the muscle ring open.

After a while Danny seemed to be ready, so Courtney withdrew his fingers,
applied some lube to his cock and then slid forward. He pushed against the
hole, and his dick slipped inside causing Danny to moan and grip down on
him. Courtney held in position, and then slapped Danny's arsecheek to make
him loosen up. He then slid all the way in, accompanied by a deep guttural
muffled moan from Danny.

"Fuck that's tight!" Courtney said.

"Not for long" Chris said. "When you're done I'm having a go."

Danny moaned again as he realised that the fantasy of a team gangbang that
he'd revealed to Stuart one night was about to come true. He was stretched
and in a bit of pain as Courtney ploughed into him, but none of that
mattered as he was finally letting himself go and showing his true nature
to his friends. It was a point of no return, but boy did it feel good to
let it out.

Meanwhile, back at the other end of the room, Foden was finally reaching
his climax, spurting huge quantities of cum into Ben's mouth. Ben swallowed
every drop he could, using his hand to milk Foden's dick as he rocked back
and forth on the bench from the power of JJ's pounding. The studly young
player had incredible stamina, and was showing no signs of cumming anytime
soon. Foden pulled away from Ben and sat down on the bench behind him,
being replaced at Ben's mouth by Henry Slade.

The young fly-half was still waiting to get an England cap so had not yet
been initiated himself, but as he had been invited to join in the training
sessions recently he had been inducted into their post-game rituals. He had
been reluctant at first, finding it all so weird and gay, but as he grew
more comfortable he'd started to get properly involved and on the last
session before this he'd finally dropped a load in Ben's arse. This time he
was enjoying the older man's talented mouth again, which he found hotter in
some ways as he could look at this utter stud below him making love to his
cock.

Billy was getting close, and started to hammer into Jonny. He pistoned back
and forth all the way through his orgasm, never missing a stroke as he
filled his hero's arse with cum. He stayed inside, allowing Jonny to grip
his dick and milk every last drop out of it, before his softening cock
slipped out followed by a few drops of the enormous load he'd just
planted. He was immediately replaced by Calum Clark, who pushed his
engorged cock straight up Jonny's backside and started to pound.

The sounds of fucking filled the room, as Ben, Jonny and Danny all got
ploughed. This was one of the few times there had been more than two
bottoms in play, and the action was getting the men all heated up. Little
did they know it was all about to get a whole lot hotter in there...

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TO BE CONTINUED

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