Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2006 19:44:35 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve <spursman1000@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Joe Cole Suckfest - Episode 4

This story is purely fictitious and not intended to imply anything about
the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge
about their private lives.

Chapter 4 Evening Games

Joe arrived back in his room at the Plaza and threw his bag on the bed. He
stripped off and went into the bathroom, checking himself in the
mirror. His arse felt sore from the seeing to he had received from Alan and
he decided to hit the shower. Lathering himself up his mind went back to
earlier in the afternoon and he felt his cock rising. He put his head back
and let the hot water spray over his body and started to think about the
evening ahead. Shaking himself he got out and threw a towel around his
shoulders.

He unzipped the bag and took out his overnight stuff laying out his clothes
for the morning. He had already told his team mates that he would be
getting an early night and, thinking that he was just pissed off about his
dismissal, no-one took much notice. As he took out his underwear his hand
went to another piece of clothing. Pulling it out he saw Ronaldo's
jockstrap and his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't resist, drawing the
damp cloth to his nose he breathed in deeply and was transported back to
the changing room when Ronaldo's hard prick had been pounding his mouth. He
pressed the pouch into his face and lay back on the bed, his cock now at
full attention. Leaving it in place over his face, he reached down and took
his prick in his hand slowly moving the foreskin up and down, his senses
were in a really heightened state and he could smell his balls, his cock,
his arse and his gorgeous boy smell as he wanked himself, quietly moaning
to himself.

"Fuck this," he thought "I need to see him again tonight." He reached into
his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper with Ronaldo's number on
it. Christian answered on the third ring, "yeah?"

"Chris, it's Joe" "Oh hi Joe" answered the Portuguese player "how are you?"

"Horny as fuck" replied Joe and laughed into the phone, "you got any plans
for later?"

"Well I thought I might have an early sleep," he said. "Night, said Joe, an
early night", "oh yes, early night" answered Ronaldo.

"I thought I'd invite a very good friend round, rip his fucking kecks off
and fuck the arse off him," said Joe more aggressively. "Could I come round
as well?" laughed Ronaldo unable to hide his delight. "How long will you
be, cos my cock is ready to explode again" said Joe. "I live not very far,
so I can come in 30 minutes?" he replied. "Make it 20, room 348 -- oh, and
what are you wearing?  "Er a muscle top vest, jeans and white socks."
"Cool" he said and the phone clicked.

Joe looked round the large room, it was well furnished dominated by a large
king sized bed, to the left was a sofa and coffee table alongside the
minibar. He quickly drew the curtains at the double window and tidied up
the few clothes scattered round the room. He slipped on a pair of CK's
boxer briefs and settled back on the bed replacing the sweat filled pouch
that had earlier been restraining Ronaldo's exquisite cock, to his nose as
he waited for his friend. This was going to be a night to remember he
thought to himself.

After what seemed an eternity Joe heard a soft knocking at the door, He
jumped off the bed, wearing just his briefs and looked through the spy
hole. He opened the door and there stood Ronaldo, ripped jeans, black
leather jacket, white vest underneath a white open shirt, Joe almost came
on the spot.  "Fancy seeing you here" he grinned stepping back to let his
lover into the room. Ronaldo glanced down and saw the bulge in Joe's
shorts, "you are awake then," he laughed as Joe pushed him back against the
door and kissed him passionately. It was a rough, hard kiss that Ronaldo
returned with interest. He took off his jacket and shirt and stood there in
his jeans and vest, he broke away from Joe and slowly rolled the vest up
his torso until the material reached just above his chest. He looked deep
into Joe's eyes as he continued his striptease and Joe just stood,
mesmerised by the hunk in front of him, showing off every muscle in his
body to maximum effect. He fell to his knees and stroked his legs through
the split in the material and Christian continued to remove the rest of his
clothes ending up in a skimpy pair of white briefs.

"You flash cunt," said Joe enthusiastically. "I suppose you think you're
fit?"

"I think you want to play no?" Ronaldo replied. "Oh yeah" answered Joe
standing up.

"Make me" teased Ronaldo. Joe looked a bit taken aback "What?" he said,
"you want it, you'll have to make me" he said again posing in front of the
desperate Chelsea star. "Oh you reckon do you" said Joe now joining in with
the game, and he launched himself at the hot stud who was so blatantly
winding him up. He knocked Ronaldo back against the wall and the two boys
wrestled each other to the floor, Joe got Ronaldo in a headlock but he
wriggled free and grabbed Joe round the waist pulling his shorts off and
throwing himself on top of him. Ronaldo fought hard and pinned Joe down,
wrapping his legs round his neck. They locked together for some minutes
When Joe escaped the hold and jumped up standing over Ronaldo, the younger
man flicked out his foot and caught Joe on the leg causing him to lose
balance. Ronaldo scrambled away as Joe grabbed him by the waistband,
tearing off he pants leaving both men naked and sporting huge
hard-ons. Laughing and giggling, both guys regained their footing and
clashed once more falling in a heap on to the bed.

Ronaldo fell on his back and Joe landed on top of him. Their bursting cocks
pressing into each other as Joe held him close trapping him
underneath. Both of them were breathing hard after the exertion of the
fight and both were covered by a film of sweat.. "You're a strong little
fucker aren't you?" he panted as he continued to wrestle Ronaldo deeper
into the bed. "For that, you will have to pay."  Ronaldo lay on the bed
exhausted gazing up at him and said "I need you now." He lay on the bed
trying to get his breath back and threw his arms back above his head. Joe
continued to press down on him but suddenly got a wicked look in his eye as
he stared into him "I don't think I should give it to if you want it" he
teased grinding his erection into his thigh. "Please Joe" he laughed, "are
you begging me you little prick tease?" he taunted, "just let me up and let
me suck you off." Joe looked around, "no way man, payback time, stay there
a minute."

Joe and reached down by the side of the bed pulling his dressing gown up
beside him, "you wanted to play rough, so we'll play rough." With that he
grabbed Ronaldo's right wrist and wrapped the cord of the dressing gown
around it and in the same movement, looped it round the bed post, tying his
arm above his head. "What are you doing?" he asked hardly able to contain
his excitement. "Teaching you a lesson you shitbag, you must learn not to
disrespect me." He took hold of his other arm and used the wrap from the
other robe to tie his left wrist to the bed. "No" Ronaldo protested but not
with much conviction. Joe sat on his legs and used his vest and shirt and
secure his legs leaving him spread- eagled on the bed his hard-on pointing
up his firm, sculptured body.

Momentarily spent he sat back and looked at him; "I'm knackered" he
gasped. Ronaldo stared back at him incredibly excited but now unable to do
anything to prevent what Joe had in mind, not that he wanted to do much
prevention. Joe took in the image of pure sex in front of him; Ronaldo tied
to his bed with his arms outstretched, his strong legs secured to the base
of the bed, his tanned, perfectly muscled body flexed with the anticipation
of being used. The defiant look in his dark eyes and the full lips -- god
the boy was so sexy.

This is hot thought Joe, his own cock bursting with desire, he ran his hand
up Ronaldo's thigh and into the hair around his crotch. By-passing his
prick he stroked up his flat stomach until he reached his pecs, Ronaldo
strained against the ties but could not remember when he had ever felt more
turned on.  Joe lowered his head and gently licked around his left nipple
already stiff, topping off his hard chest as he begged Joe with his eyes to
carry on. Joe took his nipple in his mouth, biting and teasing it with his
teeth and lips. Stroking the curves of his body he ran his hands up
Ronaldo's arms gripping and digging into his shoulders and biceps. He ran
his tongue up his chest and along into the dark hair of his armpit his
saliva making it shiny and wet. He moaned with pleasure at the taste of his
sweat, a taste he loved and he felt he loved Ronaldo. "Oh Joe, make me cum,
pleeeease" begged Christian as Joe almost reverently licked around this
pits and arm muscles. "Don't worry I will" he replied "but first I want to
fuck your mouth."

He lifted up Ronaldo's head and put a pillow behind him as he moved up his
body straddling his chest his cock pointing straight at Ronaldo's face, his
balls resting on his neck. He started to move his hips in a circular motion
jabbing him with his dick and wiping a trail of precum across his face.
Ronaldo arched his back as the feelings of lust and craving, consumed
him. Joe could stand it no longer, he moved up so that his cock rubbed over
his lips and he slowly pushed it into Christian's mouth.  Ronaldo hungrily
sucked his knob lapping up the fluid leaking into his mouth. Joe
straightened his legs and knelt over him starting a press up motion over
the writhing footballer's head, his cock penetrating his throat on each
downward stroke. Joe looked down at the beautiful face impaled on his
prick, the cheeks bulging as they were pushed out by the muscle, throbbing
inside them. He pulled out and Ronaldo gasped for breath, he took his cock
in his hand and pulled the skin over the tip before sliding it back to
reveal once again, the red pulsating knob. He smiled down at Christian and
eased his dick back in starting once more to face fuck the boy of his
dreams, he was savage now, not caring whether he could get enough air, he
just wanted to cum inside this delicious mouth, the mouth that was giving
him so much pleasure.

For the third time that day he felt the fantastic sensations building in
his groin, boiling and bubbling up until the spunk raced from his
tightening balls up his shaft and literally exploded deep in Ronaldo's
throat. He came and came depositing the last few shots onto his tongue and
lips.

Ronaldo took it all without gagging but was glad when Joe extracted himself
from his throat into his mouth. He loved the taste of Joe's spunk and
savoured the coating his mouth had received. He was now in ecstasy
desperately needing to let loose the volley of cum he knew was waiting in
his balls.  Joe slid down his body and licked from his forehead over his
eyelids down his nose and onto his cheeks and mouth. He couldn't get enough
of the boy especially as he now reeked of cum and sweat, his favourite
mixture.

Christian was now wild with lust he was fighting against the bonds holding
him trying to get free so he could get hold of his cock. "I've got to cum
Joe, I've got to cum."

Joe let his eyes travel down his body his cock looked ready to explode,
rock hard, pulsing and jerking with pleasure. He'd been so turned on by the
experience that he had leaked a pool of spunk onto this stomach just above
his belly button and his knob was coated with the first signs of the
cumfest just waiting to be released. Joe grinned and dipped his finger in
the puddle raising it to his lips. "I love the taste of your spunk" he said
dipping back into the growing supply. This time he put his finger to
Ronaldo's mouth and he grabbed at it and sucked his own goo off Joe's
finger. "I told you not to diss me" he laughed and scooted down the bed to
Ronaldo's ankles. He then started slowly to lick up his calf, first one
leg, then the other up to his heavily muscled thighs. He ran his tongue up
this leg to just below his groin. Ronaldo was now almost screaming with the
desire to cum. Once again Joe licked up the side of his crotch but avoided
touching his tortured prick.

He could hardly keep Ronaldo in contact with the bed as the boy wriggled in
desperation, "Beg for it" he said as he hovered over the straining prick.
"Please touch me Joe, I'll do anything you want, but please make me cum."
Joe leaned down and breathed out over his balls, the cock twitched again
ominously. He flicked out his tongue and touched his balls, Ronaldo yelled
in the agony he was now starting to feel and Joe finally gave him what he
wanted letting his tongue lick lightly up the dark vein pulsing along the
underside of his cock.

The effect was electric the prick started to dance around crazily and
Ronaldo started to feel the most intense orgasm of his young life.
"Aaaarrrrghhhhhhh" he shouted as the spunk pumped out of his cock spraying
up against his chest and neck, hitting him in the face and flooding down
his cheek into his hair. Joe took pity on him and gripping hold of his
cock, finished him off. Completely drained now, Ronaldo lay back, still
tethered to the bed, the whole of his torso covered in spunk.


A bit longer this time as I got a bit carried away but hope you enjoyed it
as I did. No fucking this time but for those who like that, don't worry, I
haven't run out of ideas yet and I wanted to develop this story as it is
one of my all time fantasies.

As before I really want encouragement, comments and suggestions for new
story lines -- please send to spursman1000@yahoo.co.uk. I promise that as
many as possible will be written in to future episodes in some way. The
feedback is brilliant and just gets better, some of it has been really
descriptive and given me plenty of ideas for future episodes. I will be
introducing new players and situations over the next few weeks but I am
trying to do it as a follow-on series so bear with me if your particular
hotspot hasn't yet appeared.

My ICQ number for those that are interested is 178942074
(www.icq.com). Would love to hear from you!