Date: Sun, 28 Oct 2012 16:08:47 +0000
From: Joe MLT <boyone1234@hotmail.com>
Subject: Scoring with Gerrard - Part 4

DISCLAIMER:

The material presented here is not to be related directly to the celebrity
mentioned in this fictional work. I do not know the sexuality of the person
involved, and this is only a work of fiction.

I was speechless, but damn too happy (and not stupid) to resist. Still
covered in his cum, I went back one the bed. I looked at him for what
seemed like eternity, but then he kissed me gently and slowly. Gradually he
started kissing my neck, which seemed to go on fire with every touch of his
sexy lips. And then, he turned to my torso, licking and caressing my
rock-hard nipples. My sighing was so loud that I was afraid someone might
hear us, and my cock- well I thought that it was just going to rip right
through the tight boxers I had on. I never felt like this before.

Steven Gerrard's voyage of exploration through my body took me on a roller
coaster of emotion and passion- surge after surge which was building in my
hard tool. As he approached my treasure trail, he stopped, and looking at
me, he asked "are you ready?" A groan was all I managed to
utter. Satisfied, he undid my boxers, my dick coming out like an arrow,
ready for him to feast on. He laughed and said "boy oh boy, whatever have
we here?" I didn't have a chance to react.

His mouth was slowly sliding in, his warm breath covering every inch of my
privates. Slowly, his mouth started to close down, and the first drops of
cold saliva met the warm flesh. As he started going up, then down, then up
again, I trembled all over and just closed my eyes, trying not to focus on
what was happening to me, on who was the first man I was having sex
with. But I couldn't. As I opened my eyes again and saw him busy delivering
his service, I just felt proud, and happy. Gerrard was giving me a
blowjob. How many men could say that?

As I was thinking about that, I didn't notice the sudden warmth pressing
through my torso, my legs, and going up my cock. I suddenly shuddered and
quickly felt that I was going to explode. Every cell in my body seemed to
contract. "I'm gonna.. cu- I'm gonna..." I managed to stutter. "No you
aren't," he said, stopping suddenly and moving away. Why? Had I done
something wrong, I wondered? "You raise your legs," he finally said. And
then it came to me. This was it.

I had never, ever before planned this for my first time. But well, now
given that my first time was a superstar footballer with the hottest dick I
will probably ever seen, one had to make amends and accept his fate. So
slowly, I obeyed, raising both legs to the position I had seen a countless
other times in porn movies. Looking at Gerrard, I saw him sliding a condom
on his still-hard tool. How he managed to keep it erect is beyond me. Then,
he looked at me, smiled, and said: "don't worry pal, my first time was
scary as well. But I like you, I really do, and I want to leave you with a
present, so you'll always remember me." I looked deep into his eyes and our
lips met in a passionate kiss. I felt secure.

As soon as the kissing stopped, the pain began. I could very clearly feel
his tool penetrating the soft muscle, into never-before chartered territory
of my body. All I could say was a loud "HOLY FUCK!" and sigh as deeply as
possible, as his cock slowly went in, inch by inch. My ass felt like it was
on fire and my cock was as hard as cement. I was breathless, as he slid it
out, and then in again, beginning a rhythm which was to continue for what
seemed ages. Slowly, I got used to it, as I got lost in the bliss and
passion of the moment, being transported in a journey of the deepest
sensuality. Slowly, the hot athlete started groaning as well, till our
voices became as one, getting louder and louder as we reached the point of
no return.

But he came first, again. Groaning like mad, he quickly removed his dick
from my ass, tore off the rubber, and wanking it a bit, sprayed me again
with three shots of man liquid. "Fuck man, I rarely cum two times!" he
said, breathless.

But I was too busy reaching my own climax to take notice. Seeing Gerrard
cum once more on my body was too much for me. My body started convulsing
and contracting, shivering and moving uncontrollably. My hand automatically
forced themselves on my cock and I started rubbing and wanking. Just as my
groans became as loud as ever, I felt the pressure building up, and I knew
I was close. "Holy shit Steven, I'm GONNA CUM - FUCK I'M GONNA-"

Before I had chance to finish, Steven did something which even at that
intense moment surprised me. His mouth wide open, he went on top of my
convulsing cock, just in time for the eight repetitive shots of cum to hit
him in the face, mouth, and his golden brown hair. I felt depleted, and a
bit shy, seeing the hunk covered in my juice. But he didn't mind. Smiling,
he turned to me and kissed me as gentle as ever, and looking into my eyes,
he said:

"Remember this. Remember me. Until we meet again..."


To be continued.