Date: Sat, 9 May 2009 14:25:45 +0100
From: PRIDEDEACON <pridedeacon@googlemail.com>
Subject: A Footballers Adventures (Part 1)

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This story is complete fiction. It does not imply or convey the actual
sexuality of the characters herein. Any similarity between the story and
events in real-life is coincidence.

If you feel uncomfortable reading about homosexual relationships then please
do not continue. All activity contained within this story is consensual and
occurs between adults above the age of consent in the territories concerned.
If you are not of appropriate age to read about sexual relationships then
please do not continue.

The characters in this story do not perform safe sex, this is because they
are fictional and are just words on the screen. in real life everyone should
practice safe sex as STI's cannot be simply written out.

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Chapter 1: In Brazil


It was a hot and humid day, unfortunately for the two England football
players staying in a hotel room. All football training had been cancelled
and the players had been told to stay in their allocated rooms. The players
were tired and hot and bothered by the fact that they were staying in a
shabby hotel and had to share rooms. This was all caused by an earlier
security alert and the players had to abide by the new conditions set by
the police. The players had initially joked that it was a plot by the
Argentineans to stop them from playing their next match. However after
being locked in their rather basic looking rooms, with no TV or any air
conditioning the players were becoming bored and some took to looking out
of the window at the grubby pool in the centre of the hotel.

However, the two bodies in room 28, lying on their beds had stripped down
to their swimwear, in the hope of eventually going to cool-off in the
pool. The lack of air conditioning meant the men were covered in sweat and
each felt `sticky' because of the humidity, each body would occasionally
jerk as an attempt to resist the heat, but the sheets had begun to stick to
their sweaty backs.

On the single bed nearest the window, in this small danky room, laid a
shaven head, 6-foot athlete. His skinny body exaggerated the muscle he had,
clearly showing his six-pack and bronzed body. He looked very sexy covered
in sweat. He turned to face the second football player and examined his body
more closely than usual, at 6 foot the player was the same height but he
noticed that this man was more chunky in his build, his arms slightly more
bulky, his pecks more well formed and his six pack more defined. The player
smiled as he noticed the other mans interesting choice of swimwear, a pair
of Speedos tightly hugged this mans package and he decided to talk to this
man, to see if he could find something to pass the time...

"Stevie how's things with Alex?"

"Sorry what mate- I was just dozing off..." Replied Steven Gerrard in his
Scouse accent

"How's things with Alex?"

"Well, she's not really talking to me because of what's going on the press
and she's not really seen me since we got to Brazil, just shown up and
smiled for the cameras, it's just, I don't know, I've tried everything and
she just won't forgive me, it's just hard, mum says that she'll get over
it,"

"Well I know how it is, when Victoria and I had trouble a few years back; it
just didn't help that everything was all over the press, and the kids, I'm
sure you'll get through it..." David paused thinking for a few moments "but
apart from all the emotional stuff and the fighting I found that it was hard
to focus, without a release for other things..."

"What do you mean mate?" Gerrard said looking quizzical

"Well you know, not having a good shag for one thing, and I found it hard to
have a wank, there was just no time or privacy, unless you count the toilet
and shower, it just weren't gonna happen,"

"Dave, are you telling me I should get a hooker or something to fuck me,
that defo wouldn't help..." Gerrard looked scandalised.

"Well `spose not..." Beckham mumbled.

Turning over to return to gaze at the ceiling, Beckham wondered how he would
proceed.

"Still, we never had the impression that Victoria ever *pleased* you much,
after what we knew what happened after Loos and the fact you always have a
hard-on in the showers after training!" said Gerrard who smirked.

"True, but I have my releases, my way of doing things" said Beckham who
blushed as he continued to stare up to the ceiling "And I've had enough of
the stuff with the hard-on in that shower the other week, it was only once,
you're all exaggerating!"

"All right mate but, it *has *been more than once and I wouldn't worry,
quite a few of the guys were pretty impressed with the size of it... and
anyway how do you `release' yourself... you make it sound like..." Gerrard was
now glancing over at Beckham

"Well lets just say they play ball," Beckham cut across.

"Come-on mate you got give me more than that..." Beckham moved to get-up and
walked over to the sink opposite his bed to pour himself some water.

He sat down on the bed facing Gerrard. "You know it is hot, I'm taking off
me trunks," Beckham got-up, turned away from Gerrard and pulled down his
trunks. Turning round he threw his trunks towards his suitcase near the door
of the room. Caught in surprise Gerrard, not knowing where to look, caught
glimpse of Beckham's long cock. "It's all right mate, we've all seen it
before," said Beckham as he lied down.

Gerrard looked reassured and his eyes followed David's hand as they tugged
at Beckham's cock. "So come on then tell me..." Gerrard protested

"Well..."

"Yes!"

"...I have a fuckboi on the team, he likes the attention and likes to be
fucked, even better than Victoria sometimes,"

"No, can't be, but you're straight!" said Gerrard who was shocked,

"You said you wanted to know,"

"Who is it then, who's your fuckboi?"

"That'd be telling, and you looking for a fuck or something?"

"It'd be nice," said Stevie. David looked round at Gerrard "Well you know,
with a woman and all, just 'til things smooth out with Alex, but still I
never- David, you have kids, I just can't believe it- you're making it up-
who is this `fuckboi'?"

"Well I could tell you who it is but only if you did me a favour-"

"Surely you wouldn't turn them over to me? For just a favour?!"

"You haven't heard what the favour is," Beckham said snidely.

"What's the favour... surely..." Gerrard retorted -

-And Beckham interrupted "you've gotta suck me off- it's hot, we've nothing
to do for hours, we're both horny, no one need know."

"You've gotta be kidding, there's no way, look I'm not interested." Before
Gerrard realised Beckham had got up and as Gerrard tried to move away,
Beckham sat on Gerrrard's chest and held his arms against the bed.

"Look mate, I can tell you want it, your dead horny, you've been looking at
me and the girls by the pool all day, and besides you'll get to know who my
fuckboi is and I'll mutually return the favour,"

Gerrard froze, thoughts running through his mind.

"That's my final offer," said Beckham matter of factly.

Sitting on his chest was a man who was the fantasy of millions of people, he
had a pretty impressive dick and he was horny... was it an opportunity he
wanted to take? He stopped struggling and became impassive as his curiosity
grew.

"Good boy," said David who released Gerrard's arms and began to jerk his
dick. As he did so Gerrard looked down and saw the impressive man tool grow
in front of him- he looked into the head of the dick and then to the full 8"
of this cock. He observed the trim hair and looked up into the face of David
Beckham, which was dripping with sweat. Gerrard wondered what had come over
him- everything seemed to be going in slow motion, he felt his heart beat
faster, his body temperature rise, he felt guilty and all of a sudden dirty,
but a sense of curiosity had overcome him and so he lifted his neck, and
David smiled as he leaned forward to allow the head of his cock to meet the
lips of Steven Gerrard.

David felt the soft lips make contact with the sensitive end of his penis.
He was slowly moving forward as the head fell into the warmth of Steven
Gerrard's mouth. The hairs on the back of his neck tingled as he felt
Gerrard's tongue played with the head of his impressive man tool. David's
grin grew wider as he thought of being deep throated by the hunk in front of
him. However Gerrard pulled back and Beckham's long cock flopped in mid air.

"I'm not sure I just..." Gerrard said

"Sshh, no-one has to know." Beckham said as he put his finger to Gerrard's
lips

Beckham again leaned forward into Gerrard who again took Beckham's cock.
Beckham was slowly lowering it into Gerrard's mouth teasing him.

Gerrard could taste the cock and felt everything tingling down his body. He
couldn't believe himself- he was turned on. He gazed up into Beckham's eyes
as he massaged the underside of Beckham's long slong with his tongue. He saw
Beckham's smile widen. He could taste the saltiness from the sweat on the
cock, which was now slowly moving into the back of his throat. He glanced
down and realised that he was just about to deep throat one of the most
sexiest and popular men on the planet. Gerrard thought to himself that he
had to relax his throat so he could take the full 9" of cock in front of
him. He didn't know why but he was glad that David was slowly penetrating
his mouth and he knew he wanted to take all of it, do his best for his
captain. He knew that the return of this favour would be good if he did
this. Beckham's long man tool had reached the back of Gerrard's throat and
he felt the warm tongue of Steven Gerrard caress the underside of his penis
"Oh Stevie, what a good boy you are."

Beckham felt Gerrard flinch, he knew he was embarrassed by this comment and
immediately said "I think you want to take all of this cock, you want it in
your throat." But instead of pushing further Beckham slid his cock out of
Gerrard's mouth and felt the lips of Gerrard drag against his foreskin. He
slowed as he felt the lips go over the head of his penis, which was now
exposed in the air. Shifting forward he put his balls on Gerrard's mouth.

Gerrard understood- he opened his mouth and looked down at the big pair of
balls, he accepted one and sucked on it rolling his tongue over the crinkles
in the balls. He tasted salty sweat and could smell the musk of David
Beckham in his nose. He popped the ball out of his mouth and accepted the
other. He rolled it around in his mouth and then kissed the very base of
Beckham's cock and licked as far as he could up the underside and then back
down, with all the force he could and he saw the foreskin move and he felt
some pre-cum meet his tongue as he returned up for the second time, but he
couldn't taste it over the saltiness of the sweat on Beckham's dick. After
licking back down he kissed and sucked on the base upwards on the man tool
in front of him. Gerrard hoped he was doing a good job, he was only
repeating what he had learned from those women lucky enough to practise on
him. Gerrard returned to massaging the base of the dick in front of him, he
used his tongue and changed directions. he heard Beckham moan "Yeah,
Stevie!"

Beckham pulled back "Sit up." And as Gerrard did he felt his back stick to
the wooden headboard at the back of the bed. Beckham waded forwarded and
Gerrard had to adjust himself so that David's one-eyed snake was in his
face, ready to penetrate his mouth.  David slapped his massive tool
againstGerrard's cheeks and sent pre-cum all over them. The cock was
put back into
Gerrard's mouth. David again felt the warmth of the mouth of the hunk in
front of him but this time he was pushing forward faster and would not stop
until Gerrard felt his pubic hair against his nose. He felt the back of
Gerrard's throat, he adjusted his angle of attack and he pushed hard with
one smooth jolt so that Gerrard's mouth encompassed all of David Beckham's
man tool. He felt Gerrard gag "Look at me," David said reassuringly and
surely enough Gerrard's eye's met David's- "Relax your throat, I'll hold it
here whilst you adjust." Gerrard heard the reassurance in his captains voice
and smelt his musk- he began to relax, Beckham felt it. Gerrard was slowly
being turned on, he could feel his cock hardening and he began to appreciate
even more the man in front of him, he was his, and the most admired man in
the world. He then felt the dick jerk slowly up and down in his mouth and
although he gagged, he continued to relax his throat, to wrap and massage
the man tool in his mouth with his tongue but also to continue to suck the
dick. David was moaning now as he felt the mouth and throat of Stevie
constrict against his hot rod. He felt the tongue massage him as he slowly
jerked his cock backwards and forwards. As Gerrard gagged every now and
again he felt the throat contort around the sensitive end of penis and he
let out a moan every time this happened. Sure David thought he wasn't the
best cocksucker ever, but he was better than Victoria and he was confident,
it also helped that he was hot and eager to take his massive cock. He slowly
moved backwards and forward rocking his cock in and out of mouth in front of
him. Slowly Gerrard was getting more used to the sensation and occasionally
flexed his throat muscles. Every time he did this Beckham would moan loudly
and the balls against his chin tightened "Fuck, Stevie I love your throat,
you're going to be paid well my man," said Beckham as Gerrard again
tightened his throat around Beckham's tool. Gerrard felt his cock growing
and the tightness of his Speedos against the boner now developing. He could
feel Beckham's low hanging balls slap harder and harder against his face as
Beckham pumped harder into his throat he could feel the balls tighten and
Beckham's moan get louder as he massaged his tongue harder against the cock
in his mouth. "Uuuggghh, yeah baby, I'm gonna cum, I'm gunnnaaa cum in your
throat!" Beckham moaned. Gerrard felt the cock pulsate and Beckham knew it
wasn't going to be long, and with one big moan Gerrard felt the first shot
of cum into his mouth. He felt the warmth hit the back of his throat but
Beckham continued to pound him and three shots later Beckham slowly pulled
his dick out.

"Now lick me clean or our deal is off." Gerrard complied and he tasted the
salty cum on the end of Beckham's dick, which was hanging off like icicles.
Not really knowing what to do, he swallowed the cum as he licked up and down
the semi-hard cock in front of him.

"Now Stevie" said Beckham staring down into Gerrard's eyes "I want to return
that favour before we finish the deal." Gerrard did nothing as Beckham began
kissing down his neck, sucked his pecks and licked the salty sweat down on
his navel. Beckham noticed Gerrard's fat cock head sticking out from the top
of his red Speedos. He rolled his tongue around the exposed head and Gerrard
let out a gasp. Beckham followed the outline of the thick cock in the
Speedos and using his mouth massaged the rather impressive bulge. Beckham
wasn't quite comfortable and he had some plans. He got off the bed and
kneeled at the end of it. He dragged Gerrard down the bed by his feet so
that his legs were of the bed and his cock was just at the edge. Slowly
Beckham pulled Gerrard's Speedos down to his ankles. As he did so he was
surprised to find Gerrard's 7" cock was incredibly thick- it must have been
at least 8" round and very veiny. Finally it sprung out and hit Gerrard's
stomach, perfectly straight and Beckham noticed well-trimmed hair, this was
Beckham's dream cock. As the Speedos were finally off Beckham said "Very
nice cock Stevie!" Gerrard smiled.

Beckham immediately started kissing and massaging the base of the cock,
which was flat against Gerrard's navel. He found the head and pushed his
lips over it. Gerrard felt the warm mouth of Beckham over his cock. Beckham
took more into his mouth and began bobbing on it and rolling his tongue over
the underside of Stevie's cock. Beckham took the whole thing into his mouth
and deep-throated Gerrard. He gagged as the cock was so thick. He pulled his
mouth of the cock with a big slurp "This really is a good dick." Returning
to the base and paying more attention to the low-hanging balls of Gerrard,
Beckham jerked the cock with his hand and Gerrard moaned. Beckham knew that
the cock was too fat for him to deep-throat so decided to take plan 2. He
took the cock head into his mouth and sucked it whilst jerking and holding
the base of the cock. With his spare hand he massaged Gerrard's balls.
Beckham was slurping madly, this was messy, but Gerrard was moaning loudly
he knew he was doing a good job. "Yeah, oh yeah!" Gerrard kept on moaning.

Beckham stopped massaging the balls and let his hand free. He started
groping Gerrard's ass and went between his cheeks and found what he was
looking for.


Gerrard felt Beckham push something into his anus, he winced at first, but
then he felt the strongest, sexiest feeling ever, it made the hairs on the
back of his neck stand up. He felt a second finger and then they began to
fuck him but it felt good, if not a little sore. This and the lips that were
constantly passing over the head of his cock, the slurping and the jacking
were sending him closer to the edge he could feel the tension in the body
rising and his balls rising. Beckham new too and stuck another finger in the
manhole of Gerrard. This clearly was too much "Fuck, oh yeah, oh yeah."
Gerrard moaned as his man seed filled the mouth of one of the most famed men
in the world. Beckham felt the large amount of seed fill up his mouth with
five shots.

"Oh yeah," Gerrard sound relieved as Beckham took the cock all the way into
his mouth and sucked up all the mess. At that moment there was a knock on
the door.

"It's me, let me in." Someone whispered. Gerrard froze.