Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2005 08:05:10 EDT
From: BurgyHill@aol.com
Subject: Best Job in the world part 7

Disclaimer - the mention of any celebrity in this work of
fiction does not assume their sexuality to be gay.

    I arrived home soon after lunch from my trip to
Portsmouth. There was no one in. My Mother had left me a
note. She and my father had gone to an Aunts for the day
and would not be back to the evening and she was sorry
that she would not be home to make Sunday Dinner and
would I mind fixing something to eat for myself.

   I was really tired so I stripped to my underwear and
lay down on my bed. I thought about having a wank but was
a little too tired and besides there was plenty of time
to toss off before my parents were due home. I must have
fallen asleep because I was awoken by the sound of my
message alert on my mobile.

   "You home", it read. It was from Pete.

   I called him immediately. I was hoping he would want a
blow job. Sucking him off  would help to a real good
wanking session later.

   "Hi mate", I said, "Did you want me".

   "Are you home yet. Can I come round for a bit", he
asked almost begging.

    "Sure", I replied, "Come when you are ready".

   "Be round in a few minutes", he announced, before
ending the call suddenly.

   A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I
jumped off my bed and leaped down the stairs to answer
it.

    "Looks like someone's excited", he said as he entered
my house. Nodding down at my obvious arousal in my
underwear.

    "Oh yer ", I said, half embarrassed. I had forgotten
I was only in my underwear.

    He ran upstairs as I went to the fridge to get us
both a coke. I followed him up and handed him a can. He
was already sat down at my computer with the mouse in his
hand clicking on some porn site that he was into.

    "When you get back", he asked not taking his eyes off
the computer screen which by now was filled with images
of naked girls.

    "About an hour ago", I told him glancing at my watch.

    "Where've you been", he asked.

    "Portsmouth", I said.

    "What's at Portsmouth", he responded turning his head
towards me briefly before returning to the screen.

   "I went with Alan Smith. I got to suck him off twice",
I said.

   "I don't believe. But you must have been somewhere",
he said.

   "Just don't tell anyone", I told him.

   "As if", he laughed, "I'm gonna tell my mates
anything. I'm getting my cock sucked by a puff. That will
go down well".

   "So what you been doing", I enquired. Changing the
subject.

   "Went out with the lads Friday. Got talking to this
bird. Thought I was doing. But only got a feel. She said
had to go home as her gran was ill. Stupid bitch", he
said annoyed.

   "I haven't had a shag since a split with Sarah. That's
why I need your magic lips on my prick", he said nodding
down at his groin. His jeans had begun to bulge out. The
tell tale sign of an erection.

   I had been lay on my bed gently toying with my cock
which was sticking out of the top of undies.

    I got up and knelt at the side of him. He stood up
and dropped his jeans and undies. His cock sprang back
and hit him on the stomach before jutting out in front of
him.

   I leaned over his lap and began licking his cock head.
Slowly I took it into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I
began to suck up and down his shaft.

    "Where's your Mum and Dad", he asked.

   "Gone to my Aunt's", I said only taking my mouth off
his cock to speak before returning to suck on it.

   "When they back", he enquired.

    "Not for ages", I replied. Again taking my mouth off
his cock only to speak. I hoped he wouldn't keep asking
me questions. I wanted to do some serious cock sucking.

    My eyes were closed tight as I my lips moved up and
down his hard shaft. I did not want to go to fast. I
wanted to give him a long blowjob. There was no chance of
being caught.

    I heard him moan a couple of times as my lips went
down the whole length of his cock before rising just
keeping the head enclosed then right down to his pubes
again. With my eyes closed I fantasized it was Alan's
cock I was sucking on and I wanted to suck it for hours.

   As I continued to suck him I felt his hand brush my
cock which was already rock hard. I presumed it must have
been accidentally, but then I felt his hand enter my
undies and begin to play with my cock and balls. I almost
creamed right away.

   My mouth was beginning to pick a little speed on his
cock and he gently toyed with my cock and balls.

   "I will wank you off just this once", he whispered.

   "Keep sucking", he added.

    As my mouth moved along his shaft his hand began to
wank me off inside my undies. My cock was rock hard and
his fingers moving up and down my shaft were sending me
into ecstasy. I had often hoped he would suck me off
while I was sucking on him but knew that was never going
to happen. So him giving me a pull was the best I could
hope for. I wanted to pull my undies down so my spunk
would wet them but I was enjoying sucking and being
wanked so much there was no way I could break off to
remove them. I was first to cum my spunk blasted into my
undies shooting one of the biggest loads I've ever shot
covering his hand with my hot sticky spunk. He pulled his
hand free and wiped the cum off onto my undies. A couple
of minutes later he blasted his own load into my eager
mouth. I had been dying for him to cum I really needed to
feel his shooting cock in my mouth. He shot volley after
volley of his boy juice down my throat I tried to swallow
as much as I could but I couldn't take it all down.
Eventually I pulled of his cock as he lay there panting.

    "Thanks", he said as he sat there panting.

   I stood up and got a tissue from the box on my desk
and wiped my mouth clean. I shook my undies off which had
a large patch of cum on them. I had to get them in the
wash without my mother seeing them. I had always been
careful not wanting here to know I masturbated even
though she probably knew I did.

    Pete stood up and was about to pull up his trousers.
I reached out and began to rub my hand over his cock and
balls. Normally he would push me away but today just
stood there.

   "Come on the bed with me", I said, going for broke.

   "No", he replied.

    "Please", I begged him.

    "No", he said more forcefully.

     "Your cock's getting hard", I said, as I continued
to feel him up.

    "I could give you nice long and slow blowjob", I
added.

     He shook his head.

   I let go and lay down on my bed expecting him to
leave.

   "You sure nobody's coming back yet", he said.

   "Yes", I said.

    "You do anything queer and I will kick your teeth in.
Ok", he said.

    "Ok", I replied.

    He got on the bed and lay down at my side. I only had
a single bed so were pretty close. I was really happy. I
wondered how far he would let me go. He had pulled his
pants back up so I felt him thru his jeans.

    I reached over and undid his button and zip and slid
my hand in his undies. His cock had got hard again. He
lay there motionless as I continued to feel him up.

    "Take your pants off", I said as I tugged at them. He
lifted his arse up allowing me to pull them down and off.

    I lay down between his legs and began sucking his
cock.

    He lay there his hands behind his head as I my mouth
moved up and down his shaft.

    "Do it nice and deep nice and slow", he gasped.

   I did as he asked keeping up a slow pace for about 15
minutes. His cock was getting stiffer and stiffer. His
groans were getting louder. If he was enjoying it half as
much as I was he would be having the time of his life. I
could tell he was getting close so I figured it was time
to pick up some speed.

   "Shit", he screamed, "I'm gonna cum".

   Within a second he blasted my mouth another fantastic
load of his spunk. I think I just about managed to
swallow every drop. Then he jumped up picked up his pants
and put them on.

   "Got to go", he said and with that he was off.

I lay back on my bed and tossed myself off. I had hoped I
could talk him onto wanking me off again but he left so
quickly that there was not enough time.

   I must have fallen asleep because the next thing heard
was my parents coming into the house. They asked me if I
had had a goodtime and I told them yes and said I was
tired and would like an early night. I really was tired
and I got undressed and into bed it was only 9:30 and it
wasn't long before I fell asleep again.

    It was early next morning when I woke, I glanced at
my clock it said 5:24 I got up for a piss and got back
into bed. I could not really sleep so I turned my
computer on. I went to check my email. I don't really get
that many but sometimes one of mates has sent me
something funny.

   I had three, two where rubbish, just spam, but the
third was from Mr. Hilton.

   It said I was to a go to the office to pick up a
ticket for United's home match with Sunderland on the
Wednesday. It said it was in the VIP area and if any
asked who I was I were to tell them that I was Alan's
cousin.

   It was still only ten to six nobody would be up til
seven. I thought about playing a game but couldn't be
bothered so I stayed on the internet. I typed "Fit Young
Lads" into my search engine and began flicking through
the pics of naked lads with big cocks and some were they
were sucking and fucking each other. I must have been
enjoying myself for an hour because I heard my parents
alarm clock ring. I quickly turned off the screen and got
back into bed. I waited for my parents to use the
bathroom and go downstairs before I wanked my cock
shooting my load into a tissue I had at the side of my
bed.

   The next couple of days nothing happened and I waited
til lunch time on Wednesday before catching the bus into
Manchester and going round to Mr. Hilton's office. I
climbed the stairs and went through the door.

  "Good Afternoon", the receptionist smiled, I am sure
she fancied me.

   "Hi. I come to collect any envelope from Mr. Hilton",
I said.

   "Your Andy Jones aren't you", she asked.

   "Yes", I nodded.

   "Here", she said, handing me a envelope from her desk.

   I thanked her and took the envelope from her and left.
I went back home. I opened the envelope on my way back to
the bus. There was just the match ticket in it. Nothing
else. I caught the 83 bus back home I was hungry so I
bought a pie from a shop on Manchester Road as I made my
way home. I wrote I note to my Mum saying I didn't want
any tea as I was meeting one of my mates in town. I left
just before she got in it would take two bus journey's to
get down to Old Trafford but as I had bought a day ticket
early I would not have to pay. Hopefully I would not be
catching the bus home. I got to the ground about half an
hour before the kick off and just walked round before
going to the gate. There was a small queue to get in but
I wasn't more than five minutes. I went to my seat and
looked round I couldn't see anyone I knew. But almost
immediately Wayne Rooney's girlfriend and another girl
took up seats two rows back from me. I smiled to myself
as I thought I've shagged your boyfriend more times than
you.

   The seats around me began to fill up as the kick off
approached, apart from the seat to my right which was
still vacant by the time the game kicked off. Wayne was
starting but Alan was a sub. About two minutes into the
game a guy came and sat next to me. I had been following
the game so I had not looked at him.
   "Hi", he said as I turned my head towards him.

   It was Christano Ronaldo.

   "Hi", I replied, "You not playing".

    "No", he said, "I got kicked on my ankle at
Portsmouth it's still a little tender".

   We did not speak again until just before half time.
United were already Thee Nil up which included a
spectacular strike from Wayne. Everyone turned to
congratulate Coleen as it went in. It's me you should me
congratulating I thought to myself.

   I needed a pee and I thought I'd better go to the
toilet before half time when everyone would be using it.

   "Excuse me", I said to Chris, "Where's the toilet. I
need to go".

   "I will show you. I have to go myself", he said.

   I followed him up the stairs and into a corridor and
through a door into another corridor. He went through the
third door along and I followed him in.

    He walked over to the mirror and began flicking his
hair.

   I moved to the urinal and got my cock out and started
to pee.

   He came and stood next to me and started peeing.

    I glanced over to see his cock then turned my head
back. I looked up at his face and he smiled. He looked
down towards my dick and I took another peek at his. He
was shaking the last few drops but was in no hurry to put
it away. I looked up at him again. He smiled once more. I
decided to go for it. I reached over and took his cock
into my hand. He spread his legs a little to give me
better access and took my cock into his hand. We stood
there gently wanking each other.

   "What if someone comes in", I said after a minute.

   "Here. Let's go in there", he said nodding towards one
of the cubicles.

   We entered the cubicle and closed the door. We put our
hands inside each others trackie bottoms and played with
the others dick. Both our cocks were hard and we pushed
down pants and stood there wanking each other. We heard
someone come into the toilet. He put his finger on my
lips in an instruction to stay quiet. The man must have
had a piss as he washed his hand and left. We retuned to
wanking each other.

    "Here. Let's do this", he said, taking my hand from
his cock.

    He wrapped his hand around both our cocks and started
wanking them together. Our balls were rubbing against
each other as he picked up speed.

    "Me and my mate used to do this everyday after
school", he whispered into my ear.

   I looked at his face. God he was sexy. I moved my lips
towards his and we started to kiss. His hand was moving
up and down our shafts and I was nearing my climax. Our
breathing was heavy. We were struggling to stand up as we
leaned into each other for support. I grunted as my spunk
began to rise up my shaft. He must have shot at the same
time as his hand was covered in both our loads as we
stood back to regain our composure. He wiped a bit of the
spunk from his hand onto my lip then licked it off with
his tongue.

    "Can we do that again sometime", he asked.

    "Sure", I said. He took my mobile number and as I
left to return to my seat he washed his hands free of
cum. He came and sat next to me as we watched the second
half. United ended winning 5 - 0 against a Sunderland
team sure to struggle in the Premiership. The next match
was Sunday's visit of Blackburn and I wondered if I would
get an invite. I wasn't sure what to do after the game.
Alan had not made any contact with me and I did not know
where to go. I left my seat and slowly made my way down
to ground level.

   My phone rang.

   "Where are you", The voice said. It was Alan.

   I looked around and did my best to explain where I
was. I had never been before so I was not sure of the lay
out of the ground.

   "Come back to where you were sat", he told me.

   I made my way back and just before I entered the
stand. Alan appeared from the same corridor that me and
Ronaldo had walked down. There were still quite a few
people about.

   "Quick down here", he said.

   I followed him as he went into another room. We must
have been into some sort of office area.

   "If anyone asks you are my cousin and I'm showing you
round", he said.

   With that his hand went to my shoulder and pushed me
down.

   "Suck me", he said as I fell to my knees.

   I pulled his trackie down a little and began to work
on his cock. He started to pump his groin into my mouth.
Within two minutes he was shooting his load down my
throat.

   "Thanks", he said as he pulled his trackie bottoms up.

   He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back out of the
room and down the corridor and back onto the main
corridor at the back of the stands. He patted my bum.

   "I will be in touch", he said as he hurried along.

    I was a little pissed off what was I to do now. I
made my way down to ground level and out into the
officials car park. I will have to go and get the bus
back home I thought to myself.

   I made my way slowly along I couple of car passed me
but I could not see who was in them. Then this Mercedes
pulled up along side me.

   "Want a lift", the driver said.

   I looked in. It was Wayne. I got in and made to kiss
him.

   He turned his head away.

   "Not here. Someone might see", he said.

   "If anyone asks you're my cousin", he added.

   I laughed to myself.

   He sped off through the car park and onto the road.

   "We are we going", I asked.

   "You'll see", he winked at me.

To Be Continued.