Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2006 14:27:43 +0100
From: Carl Anderson <carlando@googlemail.com>
Subject: Soccer-Player-Sex

This story is pure fiction. There is no suggestion that either of the
characters is gay or has ever done any of the things described.


Joe Cole has Frank Leopard's eight and a half inch cock buried in his
throat. He's been worshipping it with his mouth, flicking and licking the
head with his tongue, drilling the piss slit as deep as he could making
precum pump out and filling his senses with the taste. He's clamped his
lips tight around the edge of the head and wanked the shaft bringing Frank
almost to the edge of dumping a load into him. Frank had controlled himself
and, after dribbling a big gob of pre gripped Joe's hair and pulled his
face against his hairy crotch. The cock had raped Joe's throat, he had
gagged but a gush of saliva had lubed the rock hard veined shaft. He could
take it.

Frank's 6' body stands over Joe's compact and muscled form. His broad chest
is moist with sweat and he knows he's in control. Joe has the reputation of
being a top but not today. Frank wants his arse and is going to have it! He
wants to feel the heat and moistness between Joe's firm butt cheeks, wants
hot internal muscle squeezing his cock, wants to flood it with his cream.

He pulls Joe's face of his cock by the man's hair.

'Who's in fucking charge?' He pulls the hair forcing Joe to look up into
his eyes. 'I said who's in fucking charge?'

'You are mate! You're calling the fucking shots.'

'Yeah! Open your fucking mouth!'

Joe stares up at him and opens wide as Frank summons a load of spit into
his mouth, more and more of it. He pumps it with his tongue filling his
mouth and Joe can hear his tongue swishing through it. He knows what's
coming and wants it bad! Franks throws back his head and there's the
throaty gurgling sound of yet more spit forced into his mouth. Joe sees
movement between the closed lips and cheeks as the tongue gathers the fluid
into a single slimy mass. The taller man's eyes burn as he gobs directly
into Joe's gaping mouth though some splashes and coats his lips. Joe closes
his mouth, washing the spit around his tongue and teeth before swallowing
it. He expects more gob but instead feels that precum oozing head pushing
against his lips. It forces its way in as Frank grabs hair and pulls Joe's
head hard back into his belly.

'Fuck! That feels fucking good. Never been so fucking hard in my fucking
life.' Joe's gullet is tight and begging. He pulls Joe's head back and
forth now, fucking the depths of his throat. Every time his shaft is
revealed the veins are more prominent and more gob-coated. Every time it
slides home he hears it washing through saliva.

'I could fuck my cum into you right now! Ain't going to though. I'm cumming
in another hole you bastard.'

He pulls his cock out and a string of gob and pre-cum is almost trailing
onto the floor as he slaps it against the face of the man. He reaches down
and his hands briefly massage Joe's pecs before his fingers close around
erect nipples and grip them like a vice. Joe winces so he does it
harder. Joe yells so he twists them. Joe sweats hard with lust.

'Come up here, you fucker! Stand up!' He drags Joe up by his nipples,
pulling the flesh. Joe winces but loves it. Loves this rough domination. He
stands, his nipples still being abused, and their two cocks press together.

He's always wanted to have Frank. He'd always known that the man could be a
rough fucker. He could sense it. When the opportunity had arisen earlier
there was no need for slow seduction. They both knew what they wanted and
when Frank pulled his shirt over his head and shown Joe that he'd let some
of his chest hair grow back, and made sure that he had an eyeful of furry
armpit Joe was in no doubt.

'You liked that fucking cock in your throat didn't you? Hungry greedy
fucker! Got anywhere else I can stick it? Anywhere tighter.'

'Might have!' says Joe 'Why don't you fucking look for it?'

A hand immediately slides down his body, quickly wanking his cock, before
cupping his bollock sack.

'Reckon there might be some place down here mate! Somewhere real hot and
tight.'

Joe is looking into his eyes, saliva dribbling from his mouth.

'I reckon there's a tight juicy cunt hole under here.'

'See what's there mate. Look for the hole.'

'No mate, it's not just a hole, it's your cunt. What is it? Uhh?'

'My cunt Frank!'

'Yeah, fucking makes me horny when blokes call their hole their cunt. Joe's
tight mancunt.... Down here is it?'

He spreads a finger under Joe and probes between his arse cheeks. He feels
heat and softness and Joe spreads solid thighs as his ring is massaged.

'Mmmm! Nice fucking cunt Joey boy! A bloke can have all kinds of fucking
pleasure in there!'

He doesn't waste time. He pushes his middle finger against the resisting
ring. It doesn't resist for long because it's trained well and knows that
opening up leads to incredible pleasure. He's in to the knuckle, he's in to
the second knuckle. He's in to the base of his long finger and, as he
pushes, he watches a horny face contort with lust. Frank starts a steady
finger-fucking and can hear the sound of the juice gurgling and sliming on
his digit. Joe is breathing harder and making harsh grunting moans at every
thrust. He is watching sweat rivers flowing over Frank's broad muscular
pectorals and forming whirlpools around his hard nipples. Then his hole is
empty and he feels cheated. It's temporary. Two fingers now press his
hole. Two fingers jab in to their full length and his muscled tunnel clamps
around them.

'Like that? Like fingers in your juicy tight cunt? See how you like this!'
Sharply Frank bends the buried fingers at the knuckles and hooks the inside
of Joe's manhole. A ripple of muscle flows through his arm as he starts to
jerk Joe upwards with aggression, lifting the shorter man off his feet with
every tug and making his cock spew precum and his pits flood with hot
sweat. A thick gob of spit hits Joe's lips again as the fingers pull out.

'Lets see what that cunt tastes like, fucker!' He puts the fingers between
their faces and they move in on them, licking them from both sides, both
tasting Joe's hole. They lick greedily.

'That's a fucking juicy hole mate! Frank places his fingers back at the
used hole and, this time, he forces three in. Joe yells and his eyes shut
tight at the pleasure of the triple invasion.

'That's a talented fucking hole. Reckon you could take a fucking fist in
there!'

Joe's eyes snap open and he nods and grunts 'Yeahhh!'

'Not this time mate, this time my cock's fucking you but you'll get my
fucking hand in there when I'm ready.'

The fingers are spreading, stretching the tunnel, readying it for fucking,
for the flood of cum that's going to fill it! As he feels the tightness
closing around them he utters obscene grunts.

'Ready for cock? Ready to have that cunt fucked?'

'Yessss!'

The fingers are pulled free but Frank isn't wasting them. He wants more of
that juice and pushes all three into his own mouth, licking and sucking
them clean of Joe's tunnel juices.

'Fuck! I've got to eat that hole out before I fuck it. On the floor,
fucker, down like a dog, get that arse in the air.' Joe complies and lifts
his arse high as hands part the cheeks and Frank moves in close to inspect
his meal. He runs a tongue between balls and arse then rims the ring,
salivating on it and pressing the tip of his tongue in deep. Joe cries with
lust now. Desperate to have it filled and raped. He hears slobbering,
animal like greed, like a wolf tearing into a dead beast. Frank is an
animal and he always knew it.

Frank is almost on the edge of cumming already and his cock isn't inside
yet. He's going to fuck that hole with the flavour of it running through
his mouth. He looks at Joe's sweaty back and, with urgency presses his cock
head against the wet hole. Joe presses back against as precum shines onto
his rim.

'Hard and fast, mate! Gonna fucking cream your cunt and I ain't wasting
fucking time.' He pulls Joe's hair and pulls his head round so he can look
at his face. 'Hard, raw, bareback fuck! Want it?'

'Fuck yes! Do me! Fill it!'

Frank grips the man by the waist and pushes the head in. Joe yells but he's
ignored because Frank isn't going to be gentle. One movement, one constant
slide into heaven, inch by inch, pushing internal tissues apart, burying
itself remorselessly, deep and fast. All the way. Eight and a half fat
steel hard inches and a slit vomiting precum way inside Joe Cole's hungry
cunt.

'Jeez! Fuck! Cunt! It's so fucking big!'

'Going to cream that hole you fucker. Fill that cunt with spunk.' He leans
forward and his chest contacts the fuckee's back. Joe's cunt juice in his
mouth and Joe's fresh sweat in his nostrils he starts to pumpfuck into the
clenching, grabbing hole. He grabs Joe's head again, looks at his face with
eyes shut tight and dribbling and wincing with each thrust.

He is close! Close!


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