Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2005 13:17:32 EST
From: BurgyHill@aol.com
Subject: best job in the world part 9
Sorry for the delay. Been busy.
Disclaimer The mention of any person in the story does
not assume their sexuality to be gay.
I opened the door and let him in.
He quickly entered looking over his shoulder as he
did to see if anyone was watching.
"I don't think anyone followed me", he said.
"We will not be disturbed. No one is due home for a
couple of hours at least", I said.
"I just had to come here. You are the only boy I have
had sex with in England", he told me.
I ask if he would like a drink. He nods. I go to the
fridge and take two cokes out.
"Shall we go up to my bedroom", I enquire.
Again he nods and I point upstairs. I start to climb
the stairs and he follows me.
I give him my chair and I sit on the edge of my bed.
He tells me that he has a friend back in Portugal who
he went to school with. They have been wanking each other
off since they were about 14. He says they have sucked on
each other a couple of times but not to ejaculation they
always finish each other off with their hands.
I ask him about anal sex and he says he has never
tried it.
"So what do you want to do now", I enquire.
"Can I feel you up for a bit", he asks shyly.
I get the impression that I am the more experienced
partner of the two of us. I hope I get to show him what
two boys can do in the bedroom other than wanking each
other.
I lie back on the bed and he comes and sits next to
me. Nervously he stretches his hand out and feels me
through my soccer shorts.
"I love looking at boys in football shorts", he says,
"It makes my dick want to cum".
He gently rubs his hand over my shorts. My cock
begins to harden at his touch. He slips his hand under
the waist band of my shorts. His hand comes into contact
with my cock. He reaches over it and plays with my balls.
I close my eyes. I let him feel me for about 5 minutes he
gently wanks my dick and tickles my balls.
"Why don't you get undressed", I suggest.
He takes his clothes off until he is stood there is
just his underwear.
"Do you want to kiss", I ask.
He nods.
I pat the bed next to me and we lie there holding
each other. I run my fingers through his hair as I bring
my lips to his. Our eyes close as out lips make contact.
We lay there kissing passionately. I reached out with
my hand and felt his hard cock through his crisp clean
white underwear. His cock twitched as I felt him up. I
pull him on top of me as we continued to kiss. He began
to hump his cock against mine. Eventually after a few
minutes I broke the kiss. I looked up at him smiling. He
smiled back.
"What now", I enquire.
"Anything", he says.
"Do you want to sixty nine", I ask.
He nods enthusiastically.
I spin round so we are in position. I rub my face
into his crotch through his underwear. Slowly I slide my
hand inside his undies and take hold of his cock. I bring
it to my mouth. I lick the head of his cock before my
lips move gradually down his shaft. He copies my every
move.
"Take my undies off", I say as I remove his and toss
them onto the floor.
My mouth returns to his cock. I begin to suck. He
moans as my mouth moves up and down his shaft. I feel his
lips on my cock and he slowly takes the head in. his
mouth moves further and further up my cock until he
manages to take the whole length of my shaft into his
mouth. As I pick up speed on his shaft his cock firms up
more. I can tell it wont be long before he will be
shooting his load.
Within seconds his spunk shoots up his shaft and into
my mouth.
"That was fantastic", he says as he takes his mouth
off my cock and begins to wank me.
I try not to shoot but his hand on my cock while his
fingers play with my balls is too much and my load races
up my shaft. I shoot volley after volley of hot cum I
open my eyes and look down his face is covered in my
spunk.
He smiles up at me. He kisses his way up my body
until our lips meet. We kiss. Some of my spunk transfers
to my face as I get a taste of my load. It mixes with the
taste of his still around my mouth. He licks my face
clean.
"I like the taste of cum", he says.
We continued to kiss he rolls on top of me and gently
grinds his cock into mine I wrap my arms around him as
our tongues entwine. I move my hand up and down his back
and give his arse a squeeze. He keeps pushing his cock
into my mine.
We just lay there with our eyes closed holding each
other.
"That was fun", I eventually said, "Did you enjoy it"
"Very much", he replied, "Can we do it again".
"What now", I giggled.
"No", he laughed, "I am how you say, knackered, but
some time soon".
"Anytime you want", I tell him.
We arranged to met one afternoon the following week.
"I must go", he says, "I want to stop and hold you
but I have to get back".
We dress slowly feeling each other as we do. We go
downstairs.
"Make sure there is no one in the street", he says as
we get to the front door.
I go out and look around. The street is deserted.
I go back him and give him a quick kiss before he
leaves. I watch him to his car and then he drives off.
After he was gone I went back to my room my cock
stiffens as I think about him. I lay on my bed and start
to feel myself. I take my cock out and start to wank off.
Soon I am shooting my load.
I check my e-mail. I almost miss the one from Mr.
Hilton. It tells me that he has sent a ticket for
Sunday's match by courier as the office is closed over
the weekend. It also says Alan will make contact on
Saturday afternoon and to make sure iam available.
I just laze around the house. My parents came home and
I had tea with them. As I waited to meet my mates in the
pub that evening.
At 8 p.m. I left the house and walked to the pub.
Normally there were 6 or 7 of us as we go drinking round
several pubs in Failsworth. As usual we meet in the
Streetbridge which is about a 15 minute walk from my
house. Tonight there are 9 of us. John's cousin is up
from University for the weekend. His name is Dave he's
really hot and I imagine what it would be like to get him
in bed. Pete, typically, is off round the pub looking for
girls to chat up. So I just stand and talk to a couple of
the other lads.
About 9 the taxis are ordered and we go down to 'The
Pole'. An area where there are several pubs close to each
other and we just move from bar to bar.
I am stood in one bar on about my fifth or sixth pint
eyeing up the fit boys in the room. Pete is chatting some
girl. He thinks he is in with a chance of shagging. I
start talking to Dave. Just small talk as I ask him about
Uni. He tells me he is studying Law at London University.
By the time 12 'o' clock come I have had about 9 or
10 drinks. A few of the lads get a taxi to a club but I
decide not to go. I was hoping I would get to suck Pete
but he seems well in with the girl he is talking to. So I
decide to walk home. It will take me about half an hour.
So I get a kebab from the takeaway I eat it as I am
walking along.
I get home and go to bed. I was just falling off to
sleep when my phone rings. It's Pete. He got blown out
again and now he wants a blow job. I tell him to come
round but not to make any noise as my parents are asleep.
Quietly I let him into the house. Slowly he climbs the
stairs and I follow him. He sits on my chair and I reach
out and squeeze his knob through his jeans.
"Suck me", he whispers as he stands and drops his
jeans and underwear.
He sits back down I kneel at his side and take his
soft cock into my mouth. Gradually it rises till it's at
full mast as my magic lips work on it. He groans as my
mouth moves faster and faster up and down his shaft. I
knew this was only going to be a quick blowjob so I
concentrate my efforts on bringing him off swiftly. All
too soon I feel that telltale twitch of his cock and a
second later his load is shooting up his shaft and
flooding my mouth.
"Thanks", he moans as he stands to pull up his pants.
I kiss him on his lips. He looks angry for a moment
then just shakes his head.
"See you mate", he says as we quietly walked down the
stairs and I let him out of the door.
I go back up stairs to bed soon I am soundly asleep.
I am woken about 9.50 the next morning by the sound
of the door bell. My mother answers it and I drift back
off to sleep.
By 10.45 I am awake. I look through the curtain, it's
raining. My phone rings.
"Hi scallyboy", he says. It's Alan.
"Hi", I reply.
"You going to come and give my cock a good sucking",
he asks.
"Meet me in the car park where we met before", he
tells me without waiting for my answer.
"Ok", I say.
"One hour", he says as he hangs up.
Quickly I grab a shower and throw on some clothes. I
go downstairs and tell my mum I am off out.
"This letter came for you", see says, handing me an
envelope.
"Thanks", I say as I take it pushing it into my
jacket pocket.
I rush off down the street. It's still raining so I
start to run.
It will take me about 15 minutes to get there as they
rain is lashing down. It appears to get heavier and
heavier.
I only stop running when I have to cross Broadway. A
busy road linking two motorways with Manchester City
Centre. I approach the car park of the hotel I don't see
his car. I look in the car park of the Costco store next
door. It's not there.
I stand under the canopy of the entrance to the Pub
at the side of the hotel. I look at my watch. He should
be here by now. I take out the envelope. It is a ticket
to tomorrow's match with Blackburn. A few minutes later
his car enters and I rush across to meet him. I open the
door and get inside.
"You're wet, sexy boy", he laughs, "We will have to
get you out of them wet clothes when we get back to
mine".
My cock stiffens at the thought of the implication in
his statement.
He drives fast it will take about half an hour to get
back to his place. He drives through the gates and
straight into the garage which closes behind us.
We get out of the car and go into the house.
He puts his arms around my neck and pulls me towards
him. We kiss softly then with more passion.
My trackie bottoms are still damp from running in the
rain.
"Let's go upstairs and get you out of those wet
clothes. I hope you have got some nice white undies on
for me", he says.
"Yes, Alan", I reply.
We went upstairs and I stripped to my underwear. At
the same time he stripped down to his. We stood naked
apart from our undies looking at each other.
He pulled me towards him and wrapped his arms round
my neck as we kissed gently. His hand went between our
bodies and lightly rubbed my cock through my undies. My
dick began to stiffen at his touch. I felt his hand enter
my undies and he started playing with my cock and balls.
I reached down and slid my hand in his undies his cock
was already hard I rubbed my hand all over it.
"Come on", he said, breaking the kiss, "My cock needs
a good sucking".
We lay on the bed top to tail. I reached out and
began to feel him through his undies. He did the same to
me.
I took his cock out and began to wank it slowly. I
reached out with my tongue and gently licked the head.
I pulled his undies down to his ankles and he kicked
them off. My mouth returned to his hard cock. Little by
little I took it into my mouth.
Soon I had the whole of his hard cock in my mouth.
Slowly at first and then a little faster I began to suck
on his tool. He continued to gently frisk my cock and
balls his hand now inside my underwear.
"Oh yes", he moaned, "Suck that cock boy".
I love it when he talks like that. He has a really
sexy voice. It just makes me want to suck him harder.
My mouth moves up and down his shaft. I was really
enjoying sucking him off. I hoped I would get my reward
soon. I was born to suck cock there is no doubt about it.
It's that simple.
His hand was now wanking my cock inside my undies. I
did not want to cum yet. But he seemed in a hurry.
"Faster babe Faster", he groaned as his hips tried to
force his cock deeper into my mouth.
I moved my mouth as instructed swiftly up and down
his shaft each time taking the whole length in.
"Yer", he moaned.
I was really into what I was doing. I knew it would
not be long now. His cock was rock hard and was getting
harder by the minute.
I clasped my lips tighter round his shaft as I moved
my mouth up and down. A few seconds later I felt his
balls draw up in their sack and his spunk begin to rise
up his shaft.
"Cuming", he cried out.
Greedily I tried to swallow his whole load. But after
the third volley it began to trickle down my chin. More
and more shot out of his cock, he mustn't have cum in
days.
I did not take my mouth off as I continued to suck
making sure I squeezed every drop of spunk out of his
softening cock.
Eventually I took my mouth off his cock. He lay there
panting. I smiled up at him he smiled back.
I flipped over and brought my lips to his. I kissed
him tenderly. His spunk was still on my chin. He kissed
it off.
My cock was throbbing in my undies. I had to shoot my
load. I shook my undies off and climbed on top of him.
Slowly I began to hump him as I brought my lips to his.
He opened his mouth and our tongues lapped at each other.
We both now had the taste of cum in out mouths.
"Do you want me to wank you off", he said.
I nodded. I sat on his stomach my knees at either
side. He took hold of my cock and began to wank me
furiously. It wasn't long before my load was rising up my
cock and blasted all over his face and chest.
"You got your spunk on my face. You naughty boy", he
giggled.
"I didn't shoot as much as you. You must have been
horny", I replied.
"I've been saving it for you", he said.
We lay there holding one another for a few minutes.
"Are you hungry", he asked.
I had not eaten yet today and I was always hungry.
"Yes", I replied.
"I will make some scrambled eggs and toast if you
want", he said.
"Yes please", I replied with eager.
"Put you undies on and come down in a few minutes.
Just let me close the blinds first", he said.
He put a bath robe on and went downstairs. He called
me a few moments later.
I went downstairs and into the kitchen. He was busy
making our breakfast.
I sat down at the kitchen table and watched him. We
spoke small talk as he quickly and efficiently went about
the task.
We sat and ate in silence. Just as we were finishing
our meal the phone rang.
It was Fergie telling him he was in the team tomorrow
and to make sure he had an early night.
"So you coming watching me tomorrow", he said.
"I prefer it when we are alone together and not with
sixty thousand others", I replied.
"Me too babes", he said as he gently ran his fingers
over my hair".
"Tell you what", he says, "Before I take you home why
don't we go back upstairs. I don't think I got rid of all
my cum earlier".
"Go on then. You have talked me into it", I said as I
stood up slipping my hand inside his robe and feeling his
half hard cock.
We went back upstairs. He stepped out of his robe.
His cock jutting out as it approached full erection.
I slipped my undies down. My cock well hard at the
thought of my mouth getting another lip lock on this fit
footballer's knob.
We lay on the bed he spread his legs and I lay down
between his legs as my mouth went to work on his cock.
"Oh that's so good", he whispered as he closed his
eyes.
I wondered what he was thinking about. Did he every
get in on with Wayne? Did he know about Christano? Where
any of the other United players gay?
I continued to suck on his cock which by now was
fully erect. I went slower this time not wanting to bring
him off so fast. I did not want my mouth muscles to get
tired so that I would have to stop for a while.
His hand came down and rested on the back of my head.
"You certainly know how to suck cock boy", he said
gasping.
"Stop", he said suddenly. Pushing my head of his
cock.
"Lie back", he said.
I did as I was told.
He knelt up and took my cock in his hand. He brought
his mouth close to my dick.
"I've never done this", he said.
He stuck his tongue out and licked the head of my
cock. He wrapped his lips round my knob and gently sucked
on the head. He moved it about half way down before
rising to the tip. He did it about five times before he
pulled it off.
"Is that good", he asked.
"Yes", I nodded.
He returned to sucking my cock. Moving half way down
the shaft before moving back up again. He tried to take
it all in but gagged.
"Relax you throat", I said, "You will get used to
it".
He went back to sucking on my cock just the head.
Every time he tried to go down fully he gagged. I wasn't
worried. He could practice all he wanted. All I did was
concentrate on not shooting my load.
He moved down the shaft one more and gagged again.
"Sorry", he said, "I'm not used to it".
"That's OK", I smiled, "You can keep trying if you
want".
He went back to sucking my cock but did not try to
take it all in. he did it for about two minutes before
pulling off.
"I can't get used to it", he said, "I will try again
if you want after you have finished me off".
He lay back down and I went back down on him. I had
no problem taking it all in. I have had plenty of
practice since I first sucked on a cock which must be
about 5 years ago now. I sucked on him slowly for about
15 minutes. I was getting tired so I speeded up. Within
seconds he was shooting his second load of the day into
my mouth. Not as much this time.
I lay back and closed my eyes. He probably didn't
fancy sucking me now that he had come. So I wasn't
expecting his mouth to return to my cock. He sucked on it
a little then took his mouth off. He started to lick my
balls and at the same time his hand started wanking my
cock. It was not long before I covered his hand and my
stomach with spunk.
After I had shot my load he said he would take me
home as he had to call at the shop for some groceries. We
got off the bed and had a quick kiss before we got
dressed. We went into the garage and got in the car.
Outside it was still raining. Well this is Manchester so
it can be expected.
He dropped me off were he picked me up and I walked
home. The rain had eased off a little and I was too
fucked from our sucking session to run.
It was quarter past three and I watched the football
scores on Soccer Saturday on Sky.
Chelsea won again to stay top of the league. United
would have to beat Blackburn to stay in touch.
Liverpool's result at West Ham was the shock of the day
were they lost two nil.
I did not go out Saturday night. There was nothing
much on TV so I just played computer games.
Sunday was a much brighter day than Saturday it was
cloudy but not raining. My parents went to church as
usual and I thought about tossing off but I decided
against it I might get a shag later.
I lazed around in bed to about 11.30 and then got up
for a shower. The game did not kick off till 4 p.m. I
decided to go to the Village and have a couple of pints
on my way down. I leave just after 1 p.m. and get the 82
bus into Manchester and walk to the gay bars.
I go in Churchills and have a pint a lager there are
a few in having lunch and others just having a drink.
I leave Churchills and go down to Via Fossa and order
a pint of Foster's. I am about half way down when John's
cousin Dave walks in on his own. I did not want him to
see me as John did not know I was gay and he can be a bit
of a prat at times. But it was too late he had seen me.
He walks over.
"Hi", he says, "Didn't think I would see you in
here".
"I could say the same about you", I reply.
"Just had to call in. Never know I might meet a fit
lad for some hot sex", he said.
"You gay then", I say
"No secret. Came out when I was sixteen. It was a bit
hard at first but nobody minds now", he replies.
"So are you", he asks.
"Yes", I nod nervously.
"You out", he enquires.
"Only a few people know", I said.
He gets a drink and we go and sit down at a table
next each other.
I tell him I am going to the game and can only stop
about another half an hour. We talk for a while about
this and that.
He puts his hand on my leg and strokes it. I look
around to check nobody is watching.
"I think you're hot", he says.
I smile back. I am really nervous that some one
might see us.
"Come for a piss", he whispers to me.
He gets up and walks downstairs to the toilet. I
follow.
I get my cock out and start to piss. He stands next
to me and pulls his out. He takes hold of my cock.
"Don't", I say, "Someone might walk in".
"Stop being silly it happens all the time", he says.
My cock begins to harden as he plays with it.
"Let's go in there", he says nodding towards the
cubicle.
We go in.
"Wank me off",. He says as he starts to beat my
meat.
He leans in and starts to kiss me as we toss each
other off. Within a couple of minutes we are both
shooting our loads. And we wipe our selves clean with
toilet tissue.
We go back and finish our drinks and exchange numbers
and agree to meet up next time he is up. I leave and go
and get the match bus from Piccadilly Gardens. The match
is pretty boring but United win two nil to go second
behind Chelsea. I don't get to see anyone after the game.
So I make my way home.
United's next match is on Saturday at Newcastle and I
wonder if I will get to go up.
By Tuesday I decide to phone Ian. I search for his
number on my mobile and give him in a call.
"Hi", I say.
"Hello", he replies.
"What you up to", I ask.
"Nothing much. Just a home", he tells me.
"You want to come round to mine. There's no one in",
I ask hopefully.
"What for", he asks sounding nervous.
"We could play Fifa on the Playstation", I respond.
"Okay", he says.
I give him my address and he says he will be round in
about half an hour.
I get my Playstation out and load up some gay porn on
my computer. Hopefully he will change his mind about Fifa
and I will get to show him a completely different game we
can play.
To Be Continued.