Date: Thu, 24 Jun 2004 21:22:36 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: SNOOKERED

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

SNOOKERED

"Come on, Mark", Bobby Drake said to me as he stood at
the door, "Your exams must be over by now, so let's go
down the snooker hall and I'll show you how much I've
improved since last time we played."

Bobby was a year older than I was and had left school
last year and was earning quite good money. My mum had
said I couldn't go out until my exams were over
because I was too bright to go into a dead end job.
I'd taken my last exam a couple of days before and had
been knackered the last two days and had spent the
time just lolling about. However, Bobby's invitation
to go and play snooker was very acceptable, especially
as there was no improvement that he could make that
would bring him close to my standard. Bobby wore thick
glasses and lacked any real hand/eye coordination, but
he lived across the street was good to play against
and never bore a grudge.

"OK, Bobby. I'll just tell Mum I'm going and then
prepare yourself to be thrashed!"

Bobby laughed and waited on the doorstep as I went in
to tell my Mum and Grandma that I was off out.

"Don't be late back, Marcus", my Mum said, insisting
as always on using my full name.

"OK, Mum, I won't", I replied as I picked up my
snooker gear and walked back to the door.

It took us less than five minutes to get to the
snooker hall and, as it was still quite early, there
were not too many people in there and we easily got a
table. I played my first frame for several weeks and
beat Bobby easily. He was not that disappointed and
seemed pleased that he had at least got some points on
the board. By the time we finished a couple of other
acquaintances were in the hall and each of them asked
if they could have a game with us. I took on each of
them and beat them too. One was very poor as Bobby
beat him, much to my friend's delight. I did not show
off much but I did catch the attention of an older
player called Nick French, who wandered over and said,

"Fancy having a game with me? Best of three frames?"

"You're Nick French aren't you? The club's star
player", I said, "I'm Mark Silver. I'd be happy to
play you but I need a bit of a break and I want to get
a drink."

"Yeah, I'm Nick, pleased to meet you, Mark. A short
delay is fine with me", Nick said. "How about we start
in twenty minutes?"
I nodded my agreement to Nick's suggestion. Nick
walked away but I could not help noticing that he was
good looking, with light brown hair, brown eyes with a
bit of a twinkle in them. He was wearing loose fitting
jeans and a T-shirt. I went off to get a drink from
the machine

I sat with Bobby and we discussed all sorts of things,
including Bobby's latest romantic adventure with a
girl from his office. We were joined by the other two
guys that we had played against earlier and the
conversation drifted back to snooker for a while. The
drink I had seemed to go straight through me and I
needed to take a leak before I started my match
against Nick. I walked into the toilets and at first
did not notice that there was anyone else in there.
However a movement caught my eye and I saw another
teenager I vaguely knew, Phil Parsons, standing at the
other end of the urinal. Phil looked at me and gave a
slight nod and I nodded back. I noticed that he did
not seem to be pissing much and the movement of his
right arm was gentle but noticeable. I looked again
and realised that he was nursing a rock hard cock and
was slowly covering and uncovering the head by moving
his foreskin backwards and forwards. The sight made my
own dick start to harden and this in turn made it hard
for me to pee. Phil had noticed my dilemma and moved
closer towards me and said,

"That's a good looking cue you've got there. I like
the velvet end", Phil said pointing at the exposed
head of my short circumcised dick, and then adding,
"It must be hard to piss when it's so stiff!!"

I looked at Phil's cock that was now standing proudly
out in front of him and replied,

"Your cue looks pretty good too and I rather liked you
arm action. But it is difficult as you say trying to
piss with a hard-on."

Phil moved even closer and we were about to start
feeling each other's erect pricks when we heard the
door of the toilets open. Phil jumped away and zipped
up quickly went and stood by the washbasins that were
just to the right of where I was standing. Two older
snooker players came into the toilet and stood at the
urinal. I turned away so that my hard dick was pointed
an angle so that they could not see it, but fill would
still get an eyeful if he wanted one. Phil smiled at
me as he washed his hands and said,

"Good luck against Nick. I've watched you play and
you're good but I think you'll have your work cut out
to beat him."

The thought that I was to play against Nick had all
but left my head as I thought about Phil's
good-looking rock hard cock. I had not fully admitted
to myself that I was gay but I was really attracted to
other people's cocks and always got hard when I saw
them. I had had a few wanks with friends at school but
other than that my sexual experience was limited to
self-satisfaction. I had read the odd toilet wall
detailing exciting things that could be done but had
never had the opportunity to try any of them out for
myself. I had come close with Phil, I knew that but
the arrival of the two older men had spoiled all that.
Furthermore, the remembrance of the upcoming game had
made my cock go limp and forced me to concentrate on
my game plan. I quickly zipped up, washed my hands and
went out to start my first frame against the club's
star player.

I walked out of the toilets and saw a largish crowd
waiting to watch Nick play against me. I was rather
nervous and it showed in the first frame because I
made some elementary mistakes and got punished for
them. In the end I lost the frame by a large margin.
Nick was a good player and had a number of strengths
but I wondered if he was over-confident and that this
might be a weakness I could exploit. The second frame
was much tighter and after Nick missed a difficult
pot, I sneaked in and pinched the frame. We were all
square going into the final frame and the crowd was
getting larger but my nerves were more under control.
The final frame was very tense and we both made simple
errors. Our scores were never that far apart until I
made an error and Nick looked as though he would clean
up but he, too, missed a pot and I was back in the
frame, although I could not win it without a snooker.
I decided on a plan that kept people guessing. I
cleared up all the open balls and then manoeuvred the
remaining balls so that I could try for a snooker. The
balls were quite well placed and some in the crowd
thought I had left it too late, showing my
inexperience. This wasn't the case and Nick and the
others were surprised when I got him the tightest
snooker possible. The cue ball was right tight on the
black and he had to hit the ball away from the object
ball and off several cushions and then back up the
table to make any kind of contact. Nick's first
attempt was good but missed by a long way and I got my
points and asked him to play again. The second time he
hit the object ball but it rolled close to the pocket
and I was able to clean up and win the frame. The
first to congratulate me was Nick,

"That was great snooker!! I thought you didn't know
what you were doing but you did for me fair and
square. Well done!!"

Nick put his arms around me and hugged me close to him
and I thought that I could feel something hard pushing
against me from his groin area but it was difficult to
be certain.

I was really chuffed with myself and was surrounded by
other people anxious to congratulate me so I broke
away. When I looked at my watch and realised it was
nearly time to go. I thanked Nick and told him I had
to leave and he said that was fine but asked me for my
phone number as there was something he wanted to ask
me. I spent the rest of the evening wondering what
Nick might want, but he did not call me that night. I
went to bed at my usual time and my best friend rose
to the occasion and I began a nice slow wank replaying
the near miss in the toilets with Phil and imagining
myself with Nick. Was it really his prick I felt
pressing against me at the end of our game or just my
imagination? Either way, it was fun to imagine what it
might be like and how we might play a different kind
of snooker together.

I still had school to go to, but there were few
lessons as the exams were over, but we were given
various induction talks in case we stayed on into the
sixth form. I was expecting Nick to phone all week but
it was not until Wednesday that my Mum said,

"Oh, I forgot to mention, someone called Nick from the
Snooker Club telephones. Will you ring him back?"

"Oh Mum, when did he ring? I've been waiting for that
call", I moaned.

My Mum did not care and said,

"Yesterday, I think, dear."

I rushed to the phone and called the number my Mum had
given me and was delighted when Nick answered it. At
first he did not recognise my voice so I told him who
it was and he replied,

"You took your time getting back to me."

"Sorry Nick", I replied, "Mum only gave me the message
just now. I phoned as soon as I could."

Nick laughed at my agitation and said,

"It's OK, don't worry. How would you like to be my
partner in a snooker doubles tournament on Saturday?
We should do well and it would mean an overnight stay.
Would that be OK with your family?"

"I'll check and ring you back", I said.

I asked my Mum and she agreed, although she said she
would want to talk to Nick first about the cost and
the arrangements. I had to agree and so I redialled
the number and explained to Nick what had been said. I
did not hear anything that Nick said but obviously my
Mum was satisfied and eventually handed the phone over
to me. Phil sounded pleased,

"Your Mum seems happy with the arrangements. I
explained that we should get through to the final
stages, which would mean we couldn't get back until
Sunday so we will stay at one of those Travel Hotels
that are cheap. I told your Mum that we should win
enough prize money to cover the cost and more! She
seemed pleased by that but said she would pay her
share on your behalf. Anyway, can we meet Friday and
I'll take you through the rules and then finalise the
arrangements?"

"OK, how about 7 o'clock at the snooker club?" I
replied excitedly.

"See you Friday at 7", Nick said and rang off.

That night as I lay in bed indulging in my favourite
way, I felt a tingle of excitement as I daydreamed
about sharing a room with Nick. I might even get to
see his dick and that would give even more reality to
my fantasies.

Friday dragged at school and so did the waiting for 7
o'clock but finally it arrived and I picked up my
snooker cue and walked over to the club. I was
disappointed to find that nick had not arrived and
that there was only a small gaggle of youngsters at
the tables. Nobody I knew very well at all, no Bobby,
no Phil and no Nick! But disappointment turned to
pleasure when I saw Nick arrive. He came over and gave
me a friendly tap on the shoulder and led the way over
to a free table. Nick spent some time explaining the
rules of the competition and saying that he thought we
had little to fear until the later rounds. He asked if
I had any particular shots I liked to do and he showed
me a trick shot he had perfected. I tried but failed
miserably, so Nick said,

"Here, let me help you."

My new friend came up behind me and as I leaned over
the table my bum pushed into him. Again, I could have
sworn that I could feel something hard pushing back
but he was again wearing baggy pants and it was
impossible to tell when we broke apart. With Nick's
help I managed to do the trick shot and then did it
again unaided. After that the club began to fill up
and there was greater demand for the table so Nick
took me over to the seating area and said,

"OK, here's the plan. I'll meet you here at 10
tomorrow morning and we'll catch the bus to the
station. It's about forty minutes to the venue and we
need to be there for a start at noon. We should have
time to go to the hotel and leave our bags before
going to the competition. Is that OK with you?"

"Fine by me", I replied.

Nick winked at me and said,

"Good. Well you better get a good night's sleep
tonight. No undue exercise and don't tire yourself
out, it'll be a long day tomorrow."

I nodded wondering what he meant and thinking this
might be an allusion to my nightly ritual of wanking
off before I slept and sometimes doing it again when I
woke up with my morning hard-on. Just in case it did,
that night I used all my self-control and managed to
merely fondling my prick and making it wet with
pre-cum, but kept my ball juice from spraying onto my
tissue.

The journey to the competition was uneventful and we
arrived in good time. The place we were staying at was
very close to the competition venue and so Nick
checked us both in. We went to our room. It was down a
long corridor of a two-storey building and then down a
shorter annexe of one-storey. Our room was the very
last door. "Typical" I thought as we trudged to our
room. I was even more surprised when we got there and
the room had a double bed in it. Nick must have seen
my face because he said,

"I asked for twin beds but they said they only ha done
room left because of the competition and lots of other
events this weekend. You don't mind the double, do
you? If you do, I'll see if they can change it."

I shook my head and said,

"N .. No, that's OK. I had to share with my cousin
when his sister got married. It was OK."

We got to the venue before the start of the
competition and Nick looked at the draw and pronounced
himself pleased with the opponents we had been drawn
against. As we turned away we bumped into Phil, who
was accompanied by a man in his early thirties.

"What are you doing here, Phil?" I exclaimed.

"I'm in the competition as well, didn't you see my
name. I'm playing with my stepfather. Steven, this is
Nick and Mark, they are red hot, I'm glad were in then
other half of the draw!"

Nick and I shook hands with Steven who was very dark
with black curly hair and dark eyes hidden behind
expensive sunglasses. Steven was wearing cotton
trousers and a fancy shirt; Phil was dressed casually
in jeans and a short-sleeved shirt. We chatted for a
few moments and then it was time for Steven and Phil
to go to play their first game and we said we would go
and watch them for a bit. We found a seat and Nick
seemed to read my thoughts,

"Yes, I know Steven's only in his early thirties, but
Phil's Mum likes her toy-boys."

I nodded relieved that my Mum did not feel the same
way.

Soon it was out turn to play and we easily progressed
to the quarterfinals although Steven and Phil lost
their crunch match and failed to get that far.
Nevertheless, Phil and his step-dad came over and said
that they would come and support us. Phil asked to me,

"Are you staying the night?"

I told him that we were and where we were staying and
Phil grinned and said,

"We're staying at the same place. Maybe we'll see you
there later tonight or at breakfast!"

I grinned but did not say anything more.

We easily won our quarterfinal but disaster struck in
the semi-final. We were one frame up in the best of
three and well ahead when one of our opponents fluked
a ball in and from that position he managed to clear
the table to level the frame score. We got off to a
bad start in the decider and were always trying to
catch up and in the end just failed. Nevertheless, we
did win the play-off for third prize and so went home
rather richer than when we arrived. Although we were
disappointed, Nick said we had done very well and
suggested that we went back to the hotel and had a
drink there,

"They're more relaxed at the hotel about people not
being 18. How old are you?"

"I'm just 17", I replied. "I had my birthday a month
or so ago."

Nick nodded and said,

"I'll get some drinks and bring them to our room. You
do like a drink don't you?"

I grinned and nodded and we walked back to the hotel
and made the long walk to the room. Once in the room,
Nick said,

"What drink do you want? Beer, wine, spirits?"

"Beer or wine", I replied.

"OK", Nick said, "I'll get some of each!"

My older companion disappeared and I lay on the bed
and casually watched the television awaiting his
return. He wasn't very long and when he came in he
came and sat down next to me on the bed and offered me
a bottle of beer. We touched bottles and drank. The
beer went to my head a bit and I lay back on the
pillow. Nick leaned over towards me and asked if I was
OK. I said that I was and he laughed. A moment later I
felt his hand run along the side of my leg and again
he asked if I was OK. I nodded and felt my dick begin
to engorge. I willed it to go down but it refused to
do so and soon my jeans were displaying a definite
tenting. Nick smiled down at me and said,

"Looks like you have a bit of a problem down there,
Mark"."

I did not know what to say and was surprised when Nick
got up from the bed and walked over to the wall and
knocked a couple of times. I was even more surprised
when moments later there was a knock on our door and
in walked Phil and Steven. They were not only in the
same hotel, but also actually in the room next door.
It was only later that I realised with us having the
very end room and them in the one next door, we had
created a buffer between the next guests and us. Nick
pointed at me lying on the bed and my still tented
jeans and said,

"Mark has a little problem and I thought you might
have a similar problem so I thought we could try to
solve it together."

Phil, Steven and Nick walked over and looked at me
lying on the bed. Nick placed his hand on my bulge and
began to feel my rock hard dick through my jeans and
looked at the other two,

"Definitely there's something there that needs a good
seeing to."

I noticed Phil was rubbing his hands over Steven's
crotch and his stepfather was beginning to show signs
of excitement. Phil stopped for a moment but only to
undo his stepfather's belt and pull his jeans down to
the floor. Steven stepped out of his jeans and kicked
them away. Nick had begun to unzip my trousers and I
willingly raised my bum off the bed to allow him to
pull them off me complete. Steven was unzipping Phil
by now and the teenager stood motionless as his
trousers were released. I reached up and found Nick's
belt and undid it and then undid his button fly jeans.
Within minutes we were all in just our underwear and
shirts. The shirts came off quickly enough and then we
just had one layer to go.

Nick put his arms around me and pulled me closer. This
time there was no doubt, I could feel his hot flesh
pushing against me as I pushed my hard shaft against
him. I looked to my side and saw Phil and Steven in a
similar pose. Nick worked his hands inside the back of
my underwear and very slowly pushed it down until it
was prevented from going any further because of the
need to unhook the front from my restraining erection.
I was the first to be naked and my short, but quite
fat, circumcised cock was revealed for all to see.
Nick looked at me and said,

"That's a beauty, Mark!"

I reached out to return the favour and found myself
gazing at a long, think uncut cock with the head just
peeking out of its protective foreskin. I reached out
and touched it and gave out an involuntary cry as I
did so,

"Yesssssss!!"

Meanwhile Phil had finished undressing Steven who had
a long, thin cut cock with a very dark bluish-purple
glans. Phil was the last to be exposed and his long,
fat uncut cock was soon bobbing freely in front of
him. I was still holding onto Nick's cock and gently
wanking him but he moved my hand away and slowly sank
to his knees and began to lick his tongue towards the
end of my dick. I had read stories about having a cock
sucked but never experienced it before but Nick was
about to change all that! My companion licked my piss
slit with his tongue and I began to leak pre-cum, I
could feel my balls churning as Nick's lips began to
close in on my glans. I felt the air as he blew gently
on my dick, which was being devoured slowly into the
waiting mouth. I was having a real blow-job! My cock
was being sucked! I was not alone. Just the other side
of me, Phil was kneeling in front of this stepfather
and sucking and licking the long thin shaft with the
dark exposed glans. As if they were synchronised, Phil
and Nick began to suck Steven and I in rhythm. As Phil
pulled back off his stepfather's cock, Nick's mouth
slipped forward onto mine. I was really beginning to
lose it at this sight and knew that I was going to cum
and very soon. I tried to pull out of Nick's mouth but
he must have realised the reason because he gripped me
even tighter and I felt the joyous feeling as my balls
began to send my creamy spunk towards my piss slit. I
couldn't hold back and I screamed with delight,

"I'm cumming .. I'm .. fucking .. cumming!!"

My ball juice exploded into the waiting mouth and to
my amazement and delight, Nick swallowed every last
drop and only allowed me to pull out when I had
finally softened and the sensitive feeling made my
dick feel uncomfortable. I was bushed and lay back on
the bed to recover and Nick climbed up beside me and I
reached down and slowly wanked his cock as we watched
Phil expertly bring his stepfather to a shuddering
climax. Steven gasped as he reached the point of now
return,

"Fuck, Phil, you suck much better than your mother!!
Suck it, Suck my prick. I'm .. cumming .. NOOWWWWW!!"

Like Nick, Phil took every last drop his stepfather
provided and swallowed it all down his throat. Steven
staggered over to the bed and also flopped down beside
me. Phil stood up looking as pleased as Punch and with
a big grin on his face,
"That was fantastic", Phil said, "Was it as good for
you, Nick as it was for me?"

Phil grinned and said,

"It was fabulous, as I hope you'll find out in a
little while. Mark is a real find, a real find! And I
don't just mean his snooker!"

I realised that neither Phil nor Nick had yet cum and
so I looked at Nick and said,

"Teach me how to suck and I'll try to bring you off."

Nick nodded and replied,

"It won't take long. I'm feeling really horny and
hot."

I leaned forward so that my mouth was in line with his
cock and he guided it towards me, rolling his foreskin
back as he did so. I stuck out my tongue and licked
his piss slit and tasted pre-cum for the first time.
Nick pushed on and soon the head was pushing against
my lips and I opened them to let it pass through. I
grasped the shaft about half way down and Nick fed his
dick into me and then slowly withdrew it. As he began
to speed up and his breathing became harder I knew he
was about to cum.

"You've done it, Mark. You've brought me to the point
of no return. Here .. it .. shoots!!!"

At the last moment he pulled his cock out of my mouth
and for a mini second it was still and then it
throbbed and pumped his creamy cum all over my lips,
face, neck and chest. I tentatively licked some of it
into my mouth and found that the taste was nothing
like as bad as I expected. Next time I would want it
in my mouth.

Steven and Phil had watched me achieve my first suck
off and as I lay back, the older man took his
stepson's cock deep into his throat and gave me a
demonstration of expert cock sucking. Phil bucked up
from the bed to try to meet his stepfather's down
strokes with his mouth. Phil was writhing in ecstasy
and his balls were tight. I saw the shaft expand and
knew that he was about to pump his load into his
stepfather's waiting throat. Shouting in excitement,

"Suck it, Steven, suck it hard. I want to fuck your
face. Take .. my .. hot .. spunk!!!!"

Steven swallowed all that the horny teenager had to
offer and only allowed his lips to part and release
the cock from his grasp when it had deflated and was
completely soft. As the shaft re-appeared, the
foreskin rolled back to cover the sensitive glans.

All four of us had shot a good load of ball cream and
needed a rest, but not for long. Phil and I soon
recovered and he was quickly round suggesting that we
mutually suck each other's dicks. I experienced my
first, but by no means my last 69, as Phil and I gave
each other oral stimulation until again we exploded.
Phil's cock and cream tasted different from Nick's but
both were in their own way enjoyable. As Phil and I
finished, I noticed that Steven and Nick were engaged
in a similar mutual suck session and we two horny
teenagers watched as they performed only a few feet
away from us. Every now and again we would offer
encouragement to the pair and play with each other's
dicks, wanking them gently at first but then with
increasing seriousness. Tossing each other off as we
watched the older pair bring each other to a climax
with their talented mouths was exciting and I had my
third cum of the evening as Nick and Steven also shot
their loads. Moments later Phil also came and we four
all lay back exhausted from our efforts.

First thing in the morning I found myself paired off
with Steven and got my first taste of a circumcised
dick. I liked the soft hardness of the head but
otherwise found little difference between Steven's
cock and the other two I had sucked. Steven was an
expert and brought me to the brink several times
before finally allowing me to fill him with my
breakfast cream. He also rewarded me with a load of
jizz that shot into my mouth in great spurts. Phil and
Nick had not been idle either and were working equally
hard at getting each other off. At one point the room
was full of the sound of slurping tongues and lips
working on stiff erect dicks. This was followed by a
series of moans as each of us shot our load. I watched
as Phil exploded into Nick's mouth at exactly the same
moment that he received a load from Nick. The noise we
made was quite loud so I was pleased that there was
no-one sleeping above us and that we were insulated
from the nearest neighbour by Steven and Phil's empty
room.

I think that by the time we had dressed and prepared
to go for a late breakfast, we were all pleased that
everyone had experienced at least one session with
each of the others. It was also generally agreed that
we would all try to do it again, very soon. It was
only later that I learned that Steven and Nick were
related and that they had planned the whole weekend.
It appears that Phil told his stepfather of his
encounter with me in the toilets. Nick had guessed
that I was interested in guys and had tempted me after
he hugged me and confirmed what he already knew when
he pushed up against me on the Friday. Although by now
he knew from Steven about the incident with Phil, Nick
wanted to make doubly sure that I was interested in
him. I didn't care about how everyone was brought
together that first time. I saw quite a lot more of
Nick and all four of us met several more times and my
sexual education was broadened even further. In the
end, the fact that we did not win the snooker
championship was secondary. I may have lost a
tournament, but I gained a life changing experience,
all thanks to playing snooker!

If you liked this story or have any comments and
constructive criticisms please contact me on
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