Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2004 23:31:11 +0000
From: karl sims <ksim27@hotmail.com>
Subject: Post Match - Chapters 7&8

DISCLAIMER: This story is totally a
work of fiction and is not intended
to imply anything about the true
sexuality of the celebrities
mentioned or any personal knowledge
about their private lives.  As far
as I am aware all of the celebrities
mentioned in this story are
heterosexual and I am not trying to
imply anything different in any way
shape or form. Safe sex is not
always practised in this story. But
remember this is fiction.  In the
real world AIDS and STI's are
serious things.  Be safe wear a
condom.

Post Match - International week
special.
*********************CHAPTER 7***********************************

It was a few weeks since Ash and
Fred had their night of fun with
Cristiano.  Now it was the time they
both hated.  International week.
They hated it because they were
apart for 4 or so days, sometimes
more, and they missed one another so
much.

They had a kind of rule.  If it
happened on international duty it
stayed there.  The rest of the time
their relationship was monogamous
unless they were both present.

It was the Monday morning.  Luckily
Freddie's country Sweden were only
playing in Scotland so he didn't
have to leave on the Sunday night as
usual.  He woke up at 7.30am.  He
loved waking up next to Ashley.
Just being able to look at him still
asleep.  His gorgeous face.  Freddie
loved waking up first then just
snuggling right up to his boyfriend,
putting his arms around him and
drifting back into some kind of half-
sleep slumber.

But this morning he didn't do that
he just propped himself up on his
elbow and stared at Ash.  Freddie
had never felt so in love before as
he was with this man.  He looked at
the clock.  7.32am.  The alarm would
go off at 7.45.  He slowly vacated
the warmth of the bed shivering a
little as the cool room temperature
hit his naked body.  He wandered
across the bedroom to the door and
walked through into the open plan
lounge/kitchen area of their
apartment.

He walked across to the kettle and
clicked it on.  He took two mugs
from the cupboard and made two cups
of tea.  He then returned to the
bedroom.  He placed one on the table
Ash's side of the bed.  He then got
back into bed with his own.

A couple of minutes later 7.45am
arrived and the alarm buzzed loudly.
Ash stirred.

"Hey babe," Freddie whispered into
his ear.

"What time is it??" asked a groggy
Ash.

"Time to wake up babe...I made you a
cup of tea."  Freddie pointed to the
mug.

"Thanks.  You soppy bastard..." Ash
said smiling and leaned across and
kissed his lover.

Freddie switched on the TV and they
lay in bed drinking their tea
watching some rubbish morning show.
Freddie had his arm around Ash's
waist as they were sat up in bed.
He moved the arm right round until
his had was just an inch away from
Ashley's dick.

"Can I touch it???" He whispered.

"Fuck off."  Ash replied.

"Why??"

"Because I'm trying to drink my
tea."

"Please can I wank you off???  You
don't have to give me one back??"
Freddie said in a mock plea.

"No.  Fuck off let me drink my tea.
And then we can go and get
a......hot...shower.....together....
"  Ash said flashing his boyfriend a
wicked smile.

Ten minutes later they were in the
shower.  They were busily soaping
each other up, paying a rather large
amount of care and attention to each
others private regions.

"MMmmmmmm...." Ash moaned softly.
"You know how good you make me
feel....oh yes Freddie babe..."

They were now slowly wanking one
another's cocks until they were both
at full mast.  Then they engaged in
a passionate deep kiss grinding
their dicks together.  They were
both close to cumming and Freddie
pushed Ash's head down.

"Suck me babe....I want to give you
a treat to remember me by for the
next few days...." Fred said.

Ash took his boyfriend's cock into
his mouth and began quickly bobbing
up and down, whilst wanking his own
cock, and within a minute he felt
the first shot of Freddie's creamy
load hit the back of his throat.  As
Freddie finished unloading in Ash's
mouth Ash himself felt cum fly out
of his cock and up onto his stomach
and the shower door.

Freddie pulled his boyfriend back up
and they kissed passionately.

"I'll miss you," Freddie said...

"Miss you to..." Ash replied.

*********************CHAPTER 8***********************************

Freddie and Anders arrived in the
lobby of the hotel in Glasgow where
the Scotland V Sweden game was to be
played.  Anders and Freddie almost
always travelled together to
internationals.  Anders is Anders
Svensson.  He plays for Southampton
and Sweden and is an attacking
midfield player like Freddie.

He is  also one of Freddie's ex-
boyfreinds.  They had a brief fling
in 2002 when Anders first moved to
England and got into the Sweden
squad, and they had lots of fun as
roommates at the 2002 world cup.

However, now they were just mates,
although there was always at least a
little bit of oral sex during
international stays.  Ashley had met
Andres loads of times and liked him.
He really didn't mind Freddie and
him still being close.

They sat in the hotel lounge.
Slowly the rest of the squad
arrived.  As ever Fred and Andres
were rooming together...they headed
to their room to settle in.....

MEANWHILE....

Ash looked out of the plane window.
It wasn't fair.  The one time
Freddie is still in the UK for
international week and Ash was on a
plane to Spain.  He was also
wondering who he would be roomed
with.

He usually roomed with Kieron
Dyer...but he had been left out of
the squad.  If not Kieron, then Joe
Cole.  He had pulled out injured.

"I hope they don't put me with a
boring, straight, sensible guy.
That would be no fun..." Ash mused
to himself.  He didn't want to end
up sharing with one of the Neville
brothers or David James or Nicky
Butt or anyone like that.

"What's up wi' ya??"

The noise made Ash snap out of his
daydream.  He knew those were the
thick Yorkshire tones of Alan Smith.

"Oh nothing Smithy mate...you know?"
Ash said.

"For fuck's sake you can't be
missing him already??"  Smithy
asked.

Ash nodded.

"God you've got it worse than I
thought." Alan joked.

But Ash didn't feel much like
joking......

BACK IN SCOTLAND

Freddie slumped down on his bed.

"So what d'you fancy doing this
afternoon??"  He asked Anders.

"I don't know but something inside
it's freezing out there."  He
replied.

"Pool??  Table Tennis?? Table
football??" Freddie reeled off the
list.

Anders didn't look too impressed by
any of those.

Then a dirty smile came across his
face...."Cocksucking??" he replied.

"I don't know man - I mean...I know
we have before but I love Ash so
much...I don't feel like sucking
another guy."

"Well let me suck you then??"

"I don't know mate....really I'm
just not in the mood."

"Fair enough" Anders said half
giving up.  But he went and lay
right next to Freddie.

"Maybe you should ring him??" Anders
suggested.

"No point he'll still be on the
plane."  Freddie replied.

Anders ventured his hand onto
Freddie's tracksuit clad crotch.

"Are you sure I can't make you feel
better??" He asked.

He lent across and gave Freddie a
peck on the lips which lingered just
a second more than usual.

Freddie sighed and pulled down his
trackies and boxers.  Anders smiled
and then went headfirst for his
prize.

IN SPAIN

Sven was reading out the rooming
list.  It was about as surprising so
far as his squad selections.

"Beckham and G. Neville"

"Lampard and Ferdinand"

"Bridge and Terry"

"Smith and Robinson"

Ash was just about drifting off when
Sven announced...

"Cole and Michael Owen."

Oh No. Ash thought.  The boring,
clean cut, straight and sensible
guy. Who never does anything even
slightly risky.  His worst
nightmares were coming true.  This
was going to be a rubbish trip. He
wanted to be at home with
Freddie.....

BACK IN GLASGOW

Freddie moaned with pleasure as his
Swedish team-mate sucked his dick.

"Oh yes..." Freddie knew he was as
good a dick sucker as he had ever
experienced...even a bit better than
Ash.  But then his current boyfriend
fucked much better than Anders.

Freddie felt himself getting close.
He pushed Anders off his cock and
bounced up off the bed.  He pinned
his ex-boyfriend up against the wall
and kissed him hard.

He literally tore Anders tracksuit
top over his head and began sucking
hard on the Southampton player's
nipples whilst at the same time
forcing his tracksuit bottoms and
underwear down round his ankles.

"Freddie calm down...what is going
on??"  Anders asked.

Freddie reached back onto the bed
for his own boxers which had been
removed to allow Anders access to
his cock earlier.  He rolled them
into a ball and shoved them into his
tem-mates mouth as a gag.

Then he literally threw Anders onto
the bed.  Grabbed his legs threw
them over his shoulders and whilst
holding down Anders' arms, rammed
his hard dick into the sweet boy
pussy in front of him.

Andres tried to scream but the gag
muffled the sound.

Freddie pounded Anders ass for about
5 minutes hard and non-stop,
eventually coating his team-mates'
insides with his seed.

Then he collapsed exhausted next to
his naked mate on the bed.

To be continued......

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-----------------I'm half way
through the international week
story.  There is more to fit in than
I thought!!! Hope you have enjoyed
so far...plenty more hot guys get
involved next time.

After that the next instalment could
include anyone and will be a new
mini story including Ash and Fred so
please let me know who you want to
read about and if I like them I'll
put them in.  Any hot footballer
from any club will be a welcome
suggestion let me know.  I reply to
all e-mails.

Also if anyone doesn't know who any
character in the story is....I'm
thinking mainly of any American guys
who like the story but don't know
anything about football (NOT
SOCCER...grrrr) Then I have pictures
of all my characters and if you e-
mail me i'll be happy to send them
to you.

What do you think? Feedback and
suggestions? Ksim27@hotmail.com