Date: Wed, 27 Nov 2013 20:08:11 -0500 (EST)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Soccer God (2)

This is an fictional story about the hottest man in the field of Soccer.

Ben Cohen is God like in his beauty, and has an incredible body.

This story dedicated to this man is pure fiction and does not pretend to
say he is Gay or would ever try a Gay relationship.

But he is Gay friendly at least...

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Soccer God
part 2


.......All I could remember after my ordeal was someone coming to my aid
and me passing out as I woke up in what looked to be a hotel room. I felt
something cool on my head as I opened my eyes. I looked around and saw no
one in the room but myself. I wondered of course how I came to be here in
this strange place. I looked to see light coming from the windows. It was
morning and I was in a hotel room after an assault the night before. I must
have taken quite a beating to be out so long. I pushed back the sheets and
saw that I was in my boxers. Someone had also taken my clothes off. I tried
to get up but felt dizzy. So I laid back down for a little while longer. As
I lay there I heard voices out in the hall. then the door opened and
someone came in. Then he walked into the bedroom. My face almost melted off
when I saw that it was Ben Cohen standing there in the doorway. He was a
little sweaty as his shirt showed the signs of it and his brow had droplets
on it. The damp from sweat t-shirts hugged his awesome frame. My gazed
moved down to see he was wearing shorts. his hairy thighs were also damp
with sweat. My sight went back up to his face and he smiled at me.

"Feeling a bit better?" He said with that drippingly delicious accent.

"Since you passed out and it was late I figured I would bring you to my
hotel"

I was completely speechless for several moments. My head rushed back to the
attack last night. I remembered someone coming to help me, the shouts, the
accent from one person last night. As I put 2 and 2 together I looked back
at my gorgeous savior.

"It was you that saved me"

"Well yeah" He replied still smiling that intoxicating smile he had.

My dick started to stir as I gazed at this awesome man. And I figured that
was my que to get outta there before I pissed him off and he regretted
helping me. I tried to get up again saying. "I should go, thaannn..." My
words were stopped as I felt light headed again. I started to fall and Ben
rushed over and grabbed me to stop my fall. His strong arms held me and I
was in held in them.

"Maybe its best you didn't try to get up so fast mate" he said softly

There I was held in Ben Cohen's arms and his magnificent face was inches
from me. He pushed me back onto the bed and I lay there.

he grabbed the damp cloth and went to the bathroom. He came back with it
and placed it back on my forehead. it was cold to the touch, but felt soo
damned good. His hand gently caressed my head.

"Just stay there for a while" he commended.

"I'm gonna shower and if you aren't feeling better after, I have the hotel
call someone up to check on you."

"You may have a concussion" He explained.

Then as he stood there he smiled and pulled off his t-shirt. That brief
moment seemed to go on forever. Like in some sexy movie where the studly
hero pulls of his clothes I was in slow motion. My eyes were fixed on his
waistband then on his hairy midsection as it was exposed for me to
see. then the shirt was pulled up higher and higher over his head. Next
reveal was that magnificent chest. My cock sprang to attention. I had to
grab something to cover myself , so he could not see. His bulging biceps
flexed as he continued to pull the shirt up and over his head. His neck and
then chin and then his perfect face were free of his shirt. I closed my
eyes and held the compress to my head tightly. I could feel the heat from
my lust rising up off me. I was afraid the cold compress would start to
steam as I tried not to look at him anymore. My dick was literally
throbbing under the sheet that covered it.

Ben looked down at me and said. "I'll be out in a few minutes buddy"

he turned and walked towards the shower. I gazed at his ass as it clung to
the damp shorts. His beefy thighs flexed as he walked into the
bathroom. And to my dismay or to further boil up my lust for him, ben left
the door open. He was in the bathroom still facing away from me and he
pulled down his shorts. There before me, no more than 12 feet away was his
ass.

"Oh m-mmy God" escaped my lips.

It was utter perfection, just as the rest of him. My dick was rock hard and
I grabbed for it. Then Ben pulled the shower door open. This place had to
have a shower didn't it. It was one of those with the rippled glass. Not
even frosted to keep me from seeing him. Ben turned slightly giving me
almost a full side view of his beautiful body and opened the door. He
stepped into the shower and closed the door. And again fate was trying to
drive me crazy as I could make out his awesome body just behind the glass
door.  I could see the water as it cascaded down his back and over his
beefy glutes. He turned and his hand washed his chest and upper body. Then
his hand moved down to his lower extremities. I saw the shadow of his dick
as it hung there . His hand pulled on it as he washed himself. My cock was
raging. I just gazed at his magnificent form as he cleaned his awesome
body. I could hear him start to hum something in there.  I had no idea what
it was, only that his soft masculine voice was soothing in my ears. he
turned in my direction and I could make out his pubes and the tube of his
cock as it hung there between his legs. I grabbed for my dick and pulled on
it.

Here I was in this hotel room occupied by the most perfect specimen of
maleness one could ever imagine seeing. Here I was laying in the bed he
slept in while in town, gazing upon his naked form behind ripples of glass.

"Ughnnn" I groaned as I pulled on my dick again.

I threw my head back from the pleasure I felt. When I looked back up there
was Ben standing in the door way of the shower staring back at me.

'Fuck" I said to myself.

He had seen me pulling on my cock under the thin sheets. I was expecting
the angered response from him, telling ne to get out of his room. But all
ben did was walk into the bedroom and smile that gorgeous smile.

"Looks like you are feelin' better buddy"

I didn't know how to respond to this situation. I figured I had insulted my
host , my hero.

But Ben just came over to the bed reached down and gripped my dick through
the sheets.

"Nice" he said smiling.......


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to be continued