Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2007 22:42:09 +1100 (EST)
From: Jason Smith <ross_fan@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brodie, Craig and the 2 Shanes - Part One

Warning: This story contains gay sex. If you are under the legal age to
read such material in your country, or are likely to be offended by such
material, then read no further. This story is fiction and in no way implies
the sexual orientation of any of the celebrities mentioned, or any personal
knowledge about their private lives.


Brodie, Craig and The 2 Shanes

Part One


In the city of Melbourne, the sun was also rising, as was AFL star Brodie
Holland. His hair was a mess, and his naked body stirred, soaking in the
morning sun that radiated through his blinds. Like most mornings, this
ripped hunk was not alone. His partner for this morning wasn't laying by
his side, snuggled against his body. Instead, his partner for this morning
was hovering over Brodie's hard morning glory, the rock-hard, eight-inch
erection that greeted him most days.

`Fuck babe, you don't stop do you?' Brodie said, running a hand through his
partner's hair.

`Not until you ask me to,' replied Brodie's partner, before his mouth
engulfed the long shaft.

`Fffuckk.. Suck my dick Shane, fucking take it all babe,' Brodie moaned,
pushing his fellow AFL superstar Shane Crawford's mouth further down his
smooth cock. The two had met at a Melbourne club the night before, and had
a quick encounter in the men's toilets before returning to Brodie's
apartment. Brodie was Melbourne's most eligible bachelor, so this wasn't a
unique occurance. Neither was fucking Shane Crawford, who was one of the
most experienced bottoms in the entire AFL. And Brodie Holland was feeling
that experience first-hand (literally).

`Not much longer mate, keep going, lick my big dick,' Brodie said, enjoying
the sight of Shane devouring his eight-inch shaft. Shane sucked on the
mushroom head while his hand jacked the rest, and quickly developed a
bobbing motion that drove Brodie to the brink. `Fuck babe, keep going, suck
it, fucking take it!!' Brodie let out a long moan, threw his head back and
screamed as Shane furiously stroked his hard dick to an mind-blowing
orgasm. `Fuck yeah!' Brodie yelled. He screamed again, and watched as his
balls emptied and shot a load of hot cum directly into Shane's warm
mouth. Shane swallowed the massive load like a pro.

`Your cum tastes so good man, you got some more for me?' Shane said. He
could tell Brodie wasn't done. `I want you to fuck me again' he added,
running a hand down below Brodie balls. Brodie didn't need to be asked
twice -the rough fucking he gave Shane last night was one of the hottest
sexual experiences in his life.

`Second drawer.' Brodie said simply. Shane leaned over Brodie's ripped
torso and yanked open the drawer in the bedside table. A bottle of lube
rolled to the front of the drawer.

`I'll get myself ready while you have a breather.' Shane said. He knew it
wouldn't take long for Brodie to build another load, considering he'd shot
about five last night. He crawled to the edge of the bed, then lay on his
stomach, his arse facing Brodie. Shane had a quintessential Aussie speedo
tan, and Brodie loved it. For the next ten minutes, Shane finger fucked
himself for Brodie's viewing pleasure, preparing his hole for the
forthcoming onslaught. He wasn't even looking when Brodie pressed the head
of his cock inside Shane's hole, taking him by surprise. `Oh fuck yeah
man..' Shane yelled. He was so primed to get fucked.Brodie pulled Shane up,
until he was resting on all fours, then began his onslaught. Shane groaned
when Brodie's dick was all the way inside, it almost felt normal after last
night's fuckfest. The lubrication was really unnecessary, as Shane still
had Brodie's cum inside him -they'd only been asleep for an hour or so
after their last fuck. `Give it to me man..'

Shane pressed his arse back with every thrust from Brodie, desperate for
his cock. Soon, Brodie was absolutely nailing Shane's white arse, gripping
his fuckbuddy's short hair, yanking his head back. Brodie had the body of a
bronzed God, and among other things, it gave him the strength and speed to
fuck furiously. He had made girls come from just a few minutes of fucking.

`FUCK! YES! OH GOD MAN!' Shane yelled. He slid his arse back and forth on
Brodie's thick cock, but struggled to meet Brodie's frenetic pace. He'd
never been fucked so hard, and so fast. It was doing unimaginable things to
his prostate, bringing Shane to a complete erection without him touching
his cock. Pre-cum dripped from the head of his cock, landing on the
bed. Brodie ran his hand down Shane's back, before sliding two fingers
inside his mouth. Shane sucked them willingly, wishing they were Brodie's
cock, that he could suck it and be fucked by it at the same time. Brodie
had adjusted himself behind Shane, moving from his knees to his feet, a leg
either side of Shane's white arse, his cock angling to get inside. It
flopped out during the move. Shane whimpered, desperate for its
return. Hearing Shane's moan, Brodie slid his entire cock length inside,
then started hammering ferociously.

`OH MAN! OH FUCK! YOU'RE GUNNA MAKE ME CUM!!' Shane yelled. Brodie smiled,
wrapped his arms tight around Shane, then rolled onto his back, so Shane
was on top of him. Shane barely touched his cock, and cum shot like a
volcano, exploding huge creamy loads onto his chest, with Brodie pistoning
out of his arse all the while. `OH FUCK MAN!!' Shane said, still in the
midst of an orgasm. `Give me your cum..'

Shane lifted himself off Brodie's cock, then dropped his face right next to
it. His right hand gripped the lube covered shaft, and jacked it to an
explosive finish.

`Fuccckkk mateee.....' Brodie moaned. A second later, cum shot like a
geyser, two creamy loads blasting Shane in the face. More cum sprayed onto
Shane's mouth, which he gladly accepted.

`Fuck man, you shoot like a porn star..' Shane said, tasting every drop.

`And you suck dick like one,' Brodie said with a smile. Shane smiled back,
then crawled up Brodie's body. Their hot, sweaty frames pressed against
each other, and they shared a cum-soaked kiss. Shane could have lay there
for a few more hours, but Brodie being Brodie was right back up. `I gotta
roll mate, that was awesome,' he said, giving Shane a friendly slap on the
arse as he stepped off the bed.

`Call me..' Shane said. He knew that wasn't likely. Not for a few weeks at
least. He figured Brodie Holland would have dozens of potential fuckbuddies
lined up.



And he was right.



Sponsor's dinners were the most regular social occasion for professional
footballers. They were also the most boring. Tonight, AFL star Brodie
Holland, and NRL star Craig Wing were two out of over a dozen incredibly
bored players, forced to smile, clap and fill their obligations to the
companies that paid their wages. Like any normal man, their daydreaming
thoughts quickly turned to sex. What Craig and Brodie didn't know, however,
was that they were both thinking of each other. Craig and Brodie's sexual
exploits were common knowledge amongst the guys and girls they slept with,
and their sheer number of partners meant there was some crossover. Like AFL
star Shane Crawford, who had slept with both studs and made sure they both
knew about it.  As they looked across the room, their eyes met, like an old
Hollywood romance. Having caught Brodie's glance, Craig smiled and excused
himself from his table. He walked towards the entrance to the empty balcony
and waited.

`Fuck, that was boring.' Brodie said. Craig turned around and smiled.

`You want to get out of here?' Craig asked. He wasn't the kind of guy to
sidestep an issue.

`I'd love to. How are we going to leave without being noticed? The only way
out of here is through the auditorium..' Brodie replied. Craig thought for
a moment, then looked down from the balcony. It was only a floor up. He
grinned at Brodie, then climbed over the railing, lowered himself onto a
ledge, and then onto the street. Simple, really. He'd already called a
waiting limo when Brodie lowered himself onto street-level.

`Great idea, mate.' Brodie said, following Craig into the limo. Craig gave
the limo driver an address, then pressed a button, bringing the privacy
screen up. He couldn't help but take a glance at Brodie's package as he
took the seat next to him.

`Your place?' Craig asked.

`Yep. It will take a while though.' Brodie said. `Traffic looks a little
heavy.' Brodie gave Craig a once-over as the limo continued. Both men were
dressed to the nines in black suits, and Craig filled his very well. `In
fact, we probably won't get to mine for another half hour..' Brodie
said. He whispered the next sentence. `So why don't you suck my dick?'
Craig smiled. Instantly, his hand went to the fly of Brodie's pants. He
reached inside -he was already hard.

`You don't take much, do you?' Craig said, pulling Brodie's cut cock out of
its lair. Brodie was about to reply when Craig lowered his warm mouth onto
the still-hardening shaft.

`Holy shit..' Brodie moaned, as Craig sucked his veiny shaft. He shuffled
in the seat and tilted his head back. Brodie was going to town on his cock,
deep-throating the fuckstick. Brodie had been waiting for this moment all
night, he just never imagined Craig would be so good. Brodie didn't waste
time when he sucked dick. There was no twirling his tongue around the head,
or gently licking the underside of the shaft, he just let the wet cock
slide in and out of his mouth, bobbing up and down as Brodie groaned in
pure ectasy. After a few minutes of fucking Craig's hot mouth, Brodie was
very close to climaxing. He thought that maybe he should wait till they got
inside his apartment before he shot -really make the first load count. But
all rational thought flew out the window the closer he got. `Oh fuck yeah
man, I'm so close..' Brodie whimpered.. His hand was gripping Craig's
package through the suit pants, and his grip became stronger the faster he
sucked. He used his other hand to press Craig's mouth further down his
cock. The thought of shooting inside this NRL stud's mouth was too good to
resist. `Ohh..Oh FUCK!' Brodie yelled, as his cock erupted, filling Craig's
mouth with a volley of hot cum. Another load followed, and another, all of
which Craig swallowed willingly. He was so primed to fuck Brodie that he
would have swallowed a dozen more. He gripped Brodie's cock with his hand
and planted a cum-soaked kiss on his mouth. `That was awesome..' Brodie
said, pushing his hand inside Craig's trousers. `You want something in
return?'

`How about we wait till we're at yours? I don't think the limo is big
enough for what I want to do to you.' Craig said with a smile. His timing
was excellent, the limo pulled to a stop, and the driver said as much over
the intercom. Brodie thanked him, and led Craig inside.



They'd barely reached the kitchen before embracing. Craig pressed Brodie
hard against the wall, kissing him as they tore off each others
shirts. Their hard chests pressed against each other, and their hands ran a
path of passion down their bodies. Craig dropped to his knees, taking in
every inch of Brodie's body as he did so. Craig had been fantasizing about
this moment ever since he watched Brodie shirtless on `Dancing With The
Stars'. He tore open the button fly, revealing his prize -Brodie's heavy
bulge. It was encased in a pair of black boxer briefs, which Craig devoured
with his tongue, sucking the prominent outline of Brodie's thick
dick. Brodie moaned, then lifted Craig back to his feet. He helped Craig
take off his pants, then lifted him off his feet. Craig wrapped his legs
around Brodie's waist as the two kissed. Luckily for Brodie, he managed to
find the bedroom. He placed Craig onto the bed, then tore off his
briefs. Craig played with his dick and balls as he watched Brodie's
mini-striptease. Brodie was completely shaven, and he had a body that
rivaled Craig's. He had just crawled onto the bed, when Craig raised a
hand.

`Wait, let me get something.' Brodie said. He returned from the bathroom a
few moments later with a bottle of baby oil, his favourite product.
Nothing got him hotter than oiling himself and a fuckbuddy up. What he
didn't know, however, was that Craig liked it more. He grabbed the bottle,
threw Brodie onto the bed and stood above him. With a smile, he upturned
the bottle, and poured it onto Brodie's ripped chest. Then, it was his
turn. He drenched himself in the oil, enhancing every muscle, every ripple,
every vein on his perfect body. Brodie's dick was growing even
harder. Craig threw the bottle on the ground, then sat on Brodie's flat
cock, grinding his arse crack up and down, jacking Brodie off while his
hands spread the baby oil.

`I gotta have you now, mate.' Brodie said, pulling Craig up towards him,
until Craig's tight arse was mere millimeters above his head. Brodie's pink
tongue reached out, tasting Craig's hole. All Craig could do was moan, as
Brodie ate his arse out like a pro. Brodie's hands ran up and down Craig's
torso, while has tongue lathered Craig's hole. But it wasn't enough. Craig
lifted himself off Brodie, rolled onto his back and spread his legs wide.

`I want your dick,' Craig said, simply. It was an understatement - he
hadn't been fucked in a week. He rolled his legs further back, exposing his
pink hole. It was wet from Brodie's tongue. Brodie lined his huge cock up
with Craig's beautiful arse, rubbing it against the oiled entrance. He was
just millimeters away from sexual perfection.

And then he heard a knock at the door.

`Fuck!' Brodie yelled. `It's my girlfriend!' he added, leaping from the
bed. `Fuck!'

`What do you...' Craig started to say, but Brodie had already shut and
locked the bedroom door.

`Shh..' Brodie said.



Even though they'd been dating for a few weeks, Brodie's girlfriend Lara
Bingle, the sought-after Aussie model, always had trouble with his front
door lock. After a few agonizing seconds, Brodie heard the door open, and
then Lara's voice.

`Good, didn't think he was home,' she said. Brodie listened closer,
pressing his head against the bedroom door. He heard footsteps. Two
sets. And then a guy's voice. It was muffled, even though the hallway just
just passed the door. They'd probably moved to the loungeroom. More muffled
voices. Brodie raised a finger to his mouth, signaling for Craig to be
quiet, then quietly unlocked and opened the door.



He couldn't believe his eyes. The Australian Cricketer Shane Watson, one of
Brodie's best mates, stood in the middle of the lounge-room, his pants
around his ankles and his thick cock in Lara's mouth. Lara was topless, her
firm breasts hanging for the entire world to see, a short white mini-skirt
the only thing left on her body.

`Fuck babe.. I've missed this..' Shane said. `Can't wait to fuck yo- Oh
shit,' Shane said, spotting Brodie. Lara kept sucking. `Babe!' Shane said,
pulling his cock out. He pulled his jeans back up, and turned to face
Brodie.

`What the fuck?' Brodie said. `Shano?' He couldn't believe it. He knew Lara
messed around behind his back, and he had no problem with it. He was, after
all, in the middle of fucking Craig Wing.

`Man, I'm so sorry,' Shane said.

`Don't be sorry,' Lara said, interrupting. `Look at him, he's been fucking
some slut tonight,' she said, pointing at his baby-oil covered torso and
hard cock. `He knows what this is.'

`He's my best mate, Lara!' Brodie said, louder than he expected. `You can't
fuck my best mate!'

`The only reason you care is because you want to fuck him yourself!' Lara
yelled back. It was true, and it shut Brodie up. `I've seen how you two
look at each other!' Both Brodie and Shane immediately caught the other's
eye. They'd almost gone for it once, after a night out. They were both
drunk, both trying to get in the same door at once, and both horny. That
night, their lips met for the first time. A poorly timed phone call ended
it there, but neither Brodie or Shane forgot that night. But neither man
wanted to ruin their friendship by pursuing it.

`Come on, Brodie, I've never seen you like this,' Lara said, moving closer
to her boyfriend. Her long, soft fingers draped over his hard cock. She
moaned. `After all, don't friends share?' Brodie's eyes were still locked
on Shane.

`Ok... I'm cool with it if you are,' Brodie said.

`No worries, mate,' Shane said. `It's just sex.'

`Excellent,' Lara said, beckoning Shane over. She gripped him by the cock
too, stroking the two best mates simultaneously. For the first time, their
eyes moved off each other's eyes. Instead, Brodie and Shane stared at each
other's hard cocks, being wanked in the hands of their mutual fuckbuddy. It
was one of the most sexually intense experiences of either man's life,
seeing the other's face contort in pleasure, only eclipsed when Lara
dropped to her knees. She toyed with both cocks, licking the heads. They
were surprisingly similar, both roughly the same length, both cut, and both
thick.

As she worked over both shafts, Shane and Brodie shared a moment above
her. Brodie extended his hands, feeling Shane's thick muscle. Shane
returned the favour. Both men had longed for each other's touch, and it
showed. At this moment, Lara didn't exist. They were both picturing the
other, on his knees, sucking their cock. Almost simultaneously, Brodie and
Shane leaned their heads forward. Shane opened his mouth, Brodie extended
his tongue and...

`Holy shit!'

Brodie and Shane quickly turned their heads, to see Craig, bulging in a
pair of white briefs. He was staring in shock, mouth agape.

`Craig!' both men said simultaneously.

`Wait, how do you...' Brodie asked, wondering why Shane was on a first-name
basis with his fuckbuddy for the night.

`We fucked last week,' Craig said. `And if you don't mind, I think I might
help out...'



To be continued...


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