Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 18:35:42 +0000
From: Hard Tales <hardtales@hotmail.com>
Subject: Beckham's Threeway

This is a work of gay sexual fantasy. It involves very
strong sexual activity between three consenting adult
characters.

It in now way reflects the true sexual preferences and
behaviour of the characters portrayed.

The icy January air bit into Becks' stubbled face as he
jogged the last few hundred yards to the changing room
and the hot shower that awaited him. His tan seemed a
little incongruous in the depths of an English winter and
his colour was enhanced by the smears of dried mud that
now clung to the long dark blond hairs on his hard legs.

Above the waist he wore a fleecy jogging top and on his
head one of his trademark woolly hats that was pulled low
on his forehead. Below, however, his muscled thighs were
exposed to the elements. 'Hope it's fucking worth it', he
muttered as he slowed to a walk at the end of that 5-mile
run. One thing he knew for certain was that the changing
rooms at the training camp would now be empty, indeed his
Mercedes was the only car parked outside.

The warmth within the building took his breath away as he
pulled the hat from his head and ran his fingers through
his now rather unruly blond streaked hair. The fleece top
came off next and was flung onto a bench and, as was his
habit, he looked at his body in the large mirror. Yes, it
was just as lean and hard as it should be and glowing
gently with the film of sweat that had formed beneath the
top. He wiped the back of his hand across his still cold
forehead and noticed the dampness that matted the hairs
within his armpit. As ever his nipples were sensitive to
the touch and the slightest graze from his fingertips
made them as hard as small bullets. His eyes fixed on his
thickening treasure trail. 'Fuck, I'll be like Giggsy at
this rate!' and for a moment his thoughts wandered to
that thick dark trail and the day on which his dark
haired friend had fucked him so vigorously. It was still
one of Becks' most erotic memories - lying on a bed, his
legs wrapped around Ryan's neck as the stubble faced hunk
had gripped the bed head with both hands and had
thundered his huge cock deep into his arse. He remembered
how the combined effect of deep fucking, Ryan's screwed
up face and obscene moans, and the sight of rivulets of
sweat in his dark pec hair, had triggered a volcanic
orgasm and how Becks had splattered his own face and
Giggsy's hairy chest with his cum.

'Fucking hell!' he thought to himself and decided that a
shower was called for before he found himself wanking. He
pulled his shorts off over his trainers and muddy-legged
walked towards the shower as he started to pull the
elastic of his CKs.

Then he heard a noise. It was muffled but surprised him,
as he was sure that he was alone. It seemed to be coming
from the small gym that adjoined the showers. He
approached the door and although the window was lightly
frosted he could make out movement within. More noise.
This time a long low groan followed by another. If he had
not known better he would have thought that a couple were
having a shag in there but that was hardly likely.
Nevertheless curiosity was a strong instinct and very
gently and very quietly he pushed the swing door slightly
ajar and peered in.

'Fucking hell!' Yes, he had been right, it was the
unmistakable sound of shagging but nothing, except for
one of his wilder wet fantasies, could have prepared him
for what he saw. He let the door close again but his
desire to see more overcame any fears about voyeurism and
this time he looked for longer.

On a gym mat lay Michael Owen. Naked and squealing in
erotic ecstasy like an animal. Becks knew it was Mike as
soon as he saw those immensely developed and perfectly
sculpted thighs, which were raised and opened wide.
Between them was another man whose hands held Mikes'
spread arms wide' exposing his surprisingly furry pits,
and whose young muscular body was pumping hard and
rhythmically. It was clear from the motion of his hard
arse cheeks that he was fucking Mike. But who was it? He
was blond - very blond - Becks caught a half profile and
it all became clear. It was Alan Smith!

Smithy was fucking Mikey's arse!

Becks' throat went dry and a fresh sheen of sweat formed
on his body as, cock hardening, he looked on. Smithy and
Mikey, two of the men who most frequently populated his
wanking fantasies, were shagging there in front of him
and it was perfectly clear that neither of them was doing
it reluctantly.

Mike's eyes were wide as he gazed up at Alan, his mouth
open and his jaw tensing in time with the pounding of the
blond's buttocks. Becks had seen Alan's cock, flaccid of
cours, in the dressing room, but it had impressed him as
it had swung between his firm lightly blond haired
thighs. Judging by Mike's reaction it was thrusting very
deep inside him. Becks looked on, at the rivulets of
sweat running down Smithy's back and the firm tight arse
cheeks thrusting into and onto the other man. His own
cock was now fully erect and straining within his CKs,
which he now pulled downwards so the elastic of the
waistband was beneath his heavy full balls and his cock,
with its moistening tip, was thrust up at an acute angle
and pressed against his flat abs which it smeared with
precum.

The two men were so obsessed with their fucking that they
had not noticed that Becks had now stepped inside the
room and was standing just a few feet behind Alan. Mike
was taking it like a slut begging for more and more,
urging Alan on to fuck him ever deeper and harder.

'Cummon Al.  harder... fucking HARDER....'

'Yeah. common Alan fuck him HARDER!' As Alan heard these
words in his left ear he simultaneously felt a pair of
strong hands kneed his arse cheeks and start to push them
ever hard against Mike. His head turned and his mouth
opened in amazement as he saw Becks crouched behind him
but before he could utter a sound Becks tongue slid deep
into his mouth and the stubbled face was against him in a
deep wet kiss. Mike stared but as Alan's thrusting had
barely faltered he was still groaning.

Becks withdrew his tongue and continued to urge Alan into
the other man with his hands firm on his arse as he
looked round his body to see Mike's throbbing fat cock
which was twitching and leaking as if it were at the very
edge of orgasm. Then he looked down to see the root of
Alan's meat thrusting in and out of Mike's clenching
hole.

'Fuck Al. pull it right out. let me see the big fat
fucker.' He licked Alan's face as the blond withdrew and
Mike sighed as he felt the emptiness. 'Fucking hell Al.
that's fucking huge.' he looked down at Alan's
spectacular cock, which so resembled his own in size.
Then gripping Alan's nipples tightly he growled into his
ear  'Now let me see you ram it back in. come on right up
Mikey.NOW! FUCK HIM!' Alan needed no more encouragement
as his cock once again pounded against its hot target and
got sucked into the clenching tightness. Mike yelled, no
screamed, in his ecstasy and Alan held it in deep, a full
9 and a half inches inside Mike.

Suddenly Alan felt his hard arse cheeks being prised
apart and long fingers exploring his lightly sweating
crack. These fingers were not being sensitive or
delicate. They had an urgency about them as they explored
and probed and rubbed.

'Awwwwwww fuckkkkkkkkkkkk yessssssssssss Becks'. He
yelled as a finger pressed against his hole and with a
single thrust was buried up to the second knuckle. He
turned to Becks, his beautiful eyes wild with desire and
a dribble of Becks' saliva running down his chin.
'Pleeeeeeease!'

A second finger lunged in as, with his free hand, Becks
wanked his cock moistening the head in readiness for what
was to happen next. With two fingers fucking into Alan he
looked at the entranced Mike. 'Shall I fuck him Mike?
Yeah? Shall I fuck him HARD while he fucks you?'

'Yessssss Dave. fuck him... fuck him now and make him
come in me.'

Becks forced a third finger into Alan now. 'Need to open
you up you fucker! That what you want? Yeah? Becks
fucking your arse?' His stubbles face rubbed roughly
against Alan's as the fingers spread inside the tight hot
tunnel. 'Want Becks' cock up ya arse?'  Alan did not need
to speak as his cute face, twisted with pleasure told
Becks precisely what he wanted. With a single movement
the fingers were withdrawn and replaced by the head of
Becks' ten-inch cock. Becks gripped Alan's waist, forcing
him forwards onto Mike, as he pressed his fat veiny cock
home, inch rapidly following inch until, just seconds
later he was buried to the hilt in the blond's tight
chute. He quickly and expertly positioned himself,
supported on hands thrust forward of Alan, and toes
behind him, so his cock could piston down into the blond
almost vertically, whilst the blond performed the same
action in Mike. His chest dripped sweat onto Alan's back
as he felt his cock enveloped in tight hot muscle.

'Awww fuck fuck fuck fuck' his breathing was staccato as
he felt passion growing within him.' He started to piston
down like a powerful oiled machine and showed no mercy in
either pressure or speed. Alan could take it, he sensed
that much.'

As he pounded in it thrust Alan ever deeper and harder
into Mike who now looked up at the two sweating hard
bodies pile-driving into him. He clenched his cock in his
hand, wanting this to last forever but knowing that at
any second. any second. 'Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!'

Mike exploded sending long ribbons of white cum high in
the air before they splattered onto his upper chest and
face. One gob of cum landed directly in his open mouth
and it was that that triggered Alan. As Mike's spasming
arse clenched his cock

and Becks invaded him like a battering ram he let himself
go and with a prime eval scream and a pouring of sweat
his own orgasm ripped into Mike's gut. It was as if a
colossal electric current shot through his body as the
first wad of juice forced it's way up his cock and out
into Mike. Again he shot, and again as Mike still
shuddered beneath him and Becks breathing became more
erratic and his loud shouts more obscene. As he orgasmed
he felt Becks on him and in him possessing him roughly,
like a sweating animal.

Suddenly Becks body shuddered and he pulled his hands
away from the floor and one tightly gripped Alan's hip
while the other pulled his blond hair and turned his face
to meet him. Roughly he smashed his tongue into the
blond's mouth as his entire body started to convulse in
the most powerful orgasm he could ever remember
experiencing. As he fucked thrust his strings of cum deep
deep inside the other man and drooled his saliva into his
mouth Mike looked up in amazement still pumping the last
trickles of semen from his still hard organ. Alan felt
full, full of cock, Becks cock! And full of his hot
searing cum as the man's climax seemed to go on and on,
spurt after spurt, becoming more staccato and ever more
intense until with a long guttural grunt Becks let the
last ribbon of juice flow into the blond.

The three of them remained, inserted within each other,
in a panting sweating heap of fit muscle as Mike,
greedily fingered up some of his own cum from his face
and started to lick it off his fingers. The others joined
in, sharing and savouring the cream. still not moving.
allowing their cocks to stay embedded in what seemed the
most natural places in the world for them to be.

This session was very far from being over. They remained
in a sweat sodden, heavily breathing mass of fit muscle.
Cocks were still embedded in tight full love tunnels and
it felt so natural, so wonderful, that there was no
attempt to break it up. Mike was still in clear ecstasy
and continued to flex his ring tight around the root of
Smithy's cock. As for the blond his arse had never been
so thoroughly, so completely stuffed with man meat.

Becks hands slid around him again and the palms roughly
massaged his chest and his fingers explored the patch of
hair that was developing between his pectorals. Sensing
that the slightest action would ensure that the Leeds
player would remain hard within the striker's chute he
started to firmly tweak and rub the rock hard nipples
that now stood proud from the sweat streaming skin. As he
did so he licked the man's neck and face drooling
quantities of saliva onto him as he did. Smithy, in turn,
started to tweak and twist Mike's nipples and with each
application of pressure the bottomlad tightened his
sphincter muscle again as if encouraging the buried cock
to remain rigid with its head swimming in a sea of semen
deep within. As Smith punished his nipples he let out low
husky moans.

'So have you to fucked before?' asked Becks between
nibbles at the blond's ears.

'Shit yeah Dave . but never with a third guy.'

'I'm still so fucking hard inside you Alan.' And to prove
the point he slid out so that only the very tip of his
cock remained in the sticky channel and then pumped it in
to the root with renewed ferocity. 'Can you feel how hard
it is in you Alan?'

The blond responded with a long groan of pleasure.

'And is the blond fucker still rock hard inside you
Mikey? Tell me what it feels like to have him in there'

Mike opened his mouth but nothing with any sense came out
of it. He was so overcome with the sensation of the
stunning blond buried within him and Becks talking dirty.

'Is he tight Alan? Tell me how tight he is?'

'He's amazing Becks. real tight and hot and so clever
with the way he uses those muscles down there.' And to
prove the point Mike once again tensed his sphincter and
sucked the intruder in deeper still.
'I want to get in there now. You want me in there Mikey
boy? Want me fucking that arse?' Mike groaned in
anticipation as Alan started to withdraw.

'Hey Al. what the hell are you doing? You stay in there
mate. I'm going to join you. Want that Mikey? Want both
of us right inside there.'

'Uhhhhhhh... I can't......'

'Becks. are you serious?' asked Alan as the fingers
twisted his nipples yet harder. Becks confirmed just how
serious he actually was by rapidly withdrawing to the tip
of his cock and then plunging it back to the root sending
another shockwave though the other two beautiful bodies.
But the thought filled the blond with thoughts of
overpowering lust. To be buried inside Mike, with Becks'
huge organ pressing firmly against him, the two men
working in unison was just about the horniest thing he
had ever thought of.

They both looked down at Mike's sweat running muscled
body and his delirious face. There was no question of
force but they desperately wanted to do it. Would Mike
agree? He had clearly proven himself a willing and very
capable bottom but this would be too much for almost
anyone. He closed his eyes momentarily and then opened
them with s flash of lust and groaned long and loudly.

'Do it!  DO IT!!!!!!!'

The words were enough and Becks withdrew from Alan with a
long slurp. His dripping cock was harder than ever and he
squatted beside the other two men.

'Bet you'd like to taste this Mikey boy?' The look on
Mike's face said it all and Becks reached forwards so
that he could brush the huge head across Mike's lips. It
was met by a darting tongue that washed over the head and
drove into his slit before firm lips enclosed the glans
and a powerful suction commenced.

'Godddddddddd - you give good head Mikey-boy. Did he take
you right down Al?'

'Aw yeah Dave! He's really greedy. And at that Becks
lifted himself over Mike and supported himself with feet
and hands and drove deep into Mike's throat. As watched
he reached and massaged the midfielders hair licked legs
before withdrawing his own cock from Mike who would have
moaned as his sphincter snapped shut on the sudden
emptiness but could not due to the fact that a huge fat
cock was slipping deep down his throat. Immediately Becks
reached out and grasped Alan's cock firmly. Alan's cock
was legendary in the premiership and it fully lived up to
expectations being very slightly shorter than Becks'
monster and a little fatter.

'How about this then Mikey? You going to have the two
biggest cocks in The Premiership inside you?'

Mike, of course could not respond verbally.

'Let me eat that fucker Alan!' demanded Becks as he
continued to plug the Liverpool Striker's mouth. Alan did
not need telling twice. He was still reeling from the
sensation of having the world's most desirable penis
buried inside him and now the man wanted to give him
head. He moved rapidly positioning himself in front of
Becks so that the man looked straight at the huge cock
and its thick dark blond bush. Becks cupped the heavy
balls with his hand and licked his tongue over the head,
running in and out and across the slit and heard the
blond muttering obscenities as he tried to push deeper
into the Number 7's mouth. Becks was every bit as greedy
as Mike and pushed forwards allowing the entire head to
be enveloped by his mouth. Alan's hands ran though the
unruly hair on his sucker's head and pushed in deeply
passing into the throat where there was amazing tightness
but no resistance and absolutely no gagging. Becks was an
expert cocksucker and pushed his own head forward
greedily taking Al's fat rigid member down his throat
whilst burying his own deep in Mike. It took just seconds
to bring Alan to the very brink of orgasm again.

'Fuck Dave.. I'm close to cumming again.'

Becks rapidly pulled off the cock and looked up at the
blond's stunning chest and face. After today there'll be
plenty of chances to cum in my mouth mate. But we have
somewhere special to cum in. And that he withdrew his own
organ from Mike followed by a long string of precum and
saliva that Mike rapidly sucked back into his mouth. The
two men squatted by the bottom lad stroking themselves.

'You ready for these Mikey?' It wasn't really a question
but there was no way that Mike would have allowed himself
to say no.

'Ok, Al, lie on your back on that bench.'

Alan did as he was told, his cock utterly rigid from
being sucked by Becks.

'OK Mikey-boy, get up on that bench and sit on his cock,
facing away from his face.'

It was the first time that Mike had been on his feet for
about an hour and he felt weak yet elated as he stood and
felt the sweat streaming down his muscles. He was shaking
with anticipation and his own cock was as rigid as it had
been when he had shot his huge load.

Becks looked on with unrestrained lust as the muscles in
those fabulous legs played and tensed as his compact
muscle packed body climbed aboard and he positioned
himself facing Becks with his hole hovering on the
blond's monster.
'Go on Mikey, you know what you have to do.' Alan held
his shaft in an upright position as he looked on at
Mike's back that was running with rivers of sweat now. He
slowly impaled himself on Alan' cock once again, his face
a picture of overwhelming lust and pleasure as the huge
piece of manflesh disappeared within him centimetre by
centimetre until it was fully buried and all that Becks
could see of it was it's very root and the thick dark
blond bush.

'Now lie back a little, not on top of him, support
yourself by putting your hands behind you, either side of
his chest.' He followed the instruction to the letter
revelling in the sensation of this new angle of
penetration.

As Becks choreographed this he stood sweaty and pumped
stroking his ever more engorged cock that was dripping
precum.

'Yeah - fuck YEAH! Now Mike, I want you to reach down and
stretch your own hole as much as you
can.' Mike readily did as he was told placing his fingers
at his sphincter and pressing in beside Alan's shaft.

'Now, Al, replace Mike's fingers with your own, and try
and stretch him a bit more. Mike groaned at the invasion
of a thick long cock and four of Alan's fingers -- he was
being stretched like he had never been stretched before,
even in his wildest dreams.

'Shit yesssssss. that is so fucking horny' seethed Becks
as he continued to squeeze his cock head. 'Now, Mike, lie
back on top of Alan. that's it.' Mike did as he was told,
lying back onto
Alan's firm hot pecs, feeling his rock hard nipples
against his flesh. The blond breathed heavily on his
neck.

'Now put your arms way behind you Mike, flat against the
wall behind Alan's head. Now brace yourself against it
and force your arse harder onto Alan.' As he did this
Alan groaned as he became impaled ever deeper. Becks
moved forwards and brushed his tongue over Mike's pumped
pecs and over his nipples before lightly chewing at one
of them and then giving it a savage twist with his teeth.
Mike yelled with lust as Becks tongue travelled up the
salty sweetened pec and into his furry armpit where it
danced with the wet hair. He could have worshipped mike's
body for hours but there would be infinite possibilities
in the future. Right now there was other business at
hand.

He reached up with one hand and grabbed Mike's wrists,
holding them in place against the wall. Then with the
other hand he grabbed his engorged angry thick cock and
aimed it for the hole in which Alan was so firmly buried.

'Hold tight Mikey boy. You ready?'

'Yesssssssssss..... do it!!!!!!'

'Ready Al?'

'Slam it in him Becks!.. I want to feel it hard against
me.'

'AAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHh!' Mike screamed as Becks
rammed as hard as he could. With a firm ruthless action
he forced his way in alongside and above Alan's cock
stretching and forcing Mike wider and wider. Moving in,
feeling the pressure of the striker's tunnel and the
rigid veininess of Alan.

'Take it all Mike, you'll be loving it soon.' Becks
rammed himself in by about six inches with a sudden
thrust and was positioned above Mike who now looked up at
that gorgeous stubbled face, the world famous chest and
the bullet like nipples. Becks moaned at the extreme
tightness. He pulled out three or four inches, then
bracing himself he slammed home all the way.

The room echoed with Mike's scream of ecstasy. It
reverberated in the ceiling beams and rattled the frosted
windows. It was an animalistic sound of pure lust and it
made Becks' full balls tighten. Mike's face contorted as
his body was stretched wider and wider. His wild eyes
rolled and saliva dribbles over his chin. Becks gazed at
the muscle play in the man's tight body and the way that
the sweat dripped from his pits and nipples. He was on
fire with desire to explode deep deep inside him.

Alan was on cloud nine as well. He had never felt such
intense pressure on his huge veiny cock and the heat
generated by Becks' cock and Mike's chute almost ignited
him. The sweat dripping off Mike's back landed in his
open mouth as he felt Becks cock head grind against his
own within the very depths of the Liverpool star's body.

"Aaaahhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk' Mike moaned as Becks withdrew
about six inches and then slid in again rammed close to
Alan's shaft and pressing the walls of his tunnel. For
Alan the sensation was extreme. He was quite incapable of
movement but Becks' fucking motion, humping his shaft and
glans was giving him the wildest ass-ride of his life.
Becks started a steady pistoning now fully aware of what
it was doing to the two other men and how Mike's body was
taking it with such amazing ease. He shoved his tongue in
Mike's mouth now and kissed him deeply and roughly,
pressing his stubbly chin against the younger man's
smoothness as he attacked the depths of his body and the
rigid Smithshaft with ever increasing power.

As the urgency of the three sex crazed men increased
Becks released Mike's wrists and started to twist and
massage his nipples making the ultimate bottom squeal and
writhe with every new sensation. Becks hands then went
into his moist armpits tugging at the moist hair in time
with his fucking movements. Mike's eyes opened wide
suddenly.

'Do me harder!!!!' He screamed. And beneath him Alan
started to moan with the clear signs that his orgasm was
getting uncontrollably close.

"Shit, you're a horny fucker, you know that?" Becks
yelled 'I' so fucking close myself. FUCKKKKKKk. I am SO
FUCKING CLOSE!!!!!!'

Suddenly he pulled right out leaving only his leaking
head at the tight stuffed hole.

'You ready Al?

'Fuck. yeahhhhhhhhhhh. can't hold back...' He looked
around Mike's body and saw that Alan was euphoric.

'Ready Mikey?'

The answer was a low groan of passion and that was all
that Becks needed. He gripped Mike's nipples again and
with all the power in his hips he slammed back in, to the
very root, and started pummelling the tight clenching
over-stuffed chute amazed at the sensations as that love
tube clenched them both.

Suddenly he exploded. He threw his head back, droplets of
sweat spraying from his forehead as his eyes shut tight
and he shattered the building with.

'UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

His golden balls erupted sending jet after jet after jet
of searing Becksjuice deep up inside Mike's tunnel
coating the inside yet again and drowning Alan's
twitching cock that, itself erupted in a mind splittingly
intense orgasm at the precise same moment.

Mike's ears were filled with primeval screams as the two
mounting men spewed vast quantities of soccercum into
him. It was as much as he could take when Becks wrapped a
hand around his knob, pressed a thumb into his slit and
started to wank him firmly and perfectly. His orgasm was
the most violent that he had ever had and he lurched and
shuddered. Still double mounted as his Owenooze spurted
all over his abs, pecs, nipple and pits.
As he rocked volcanically the two blonds continued to
empty their loads from the sweating muscled bodies. It
was the most amazing experience any of the three had ever
experienced.
pecs.

It seemed as if it might go on forever but of course it
couldn't.

Becks was the first to yank his cock out, causing Mike's
eyes to water as his hole snapped
around Alan's cock at the sudden loss of volume. Becks
stood there like a scorching naked god looking
down at the two men. His chest had drops of Mike's cum on
it and he started to rub it in to his wet flesh and then
lick it off his fingers.

He dragged the exhausted Owen up so that he was sitting
bolt upright with Smithie still buried. The blond, in
turn propped himself up on his elbows, his blue eyes wild
and the hair on the centre of his chest wet and dark. He
gazed at Becks in astonishment as the Manchester stud
smiled at what he had achieved. He had given the two of
the hottest horniest soccer studs in the world a ride
that they would never forget and he knew that he could
get more from them, any dammed time that he liked. and he
would!


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