Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 19:41:55 +0100
From: Barry Hornington <hornyo@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Soccer Star and The Masseur Part 2

Part 2

The Soccer Star and the Masseur Part 2

The arrangement I had with Colin lasted for some time. He'd come into the
Physio Room, we do our thing and then he'd go. At times he'd come in, and,
without saying a word, get naked, lie down and wait for me to put my mouth
all over his throbbing cock.
I didn't mind the situation, I got to have fun with a fit, sexy guy, and I
think he enjoyed it too. (Well, he always came back!) But after the
Christmas holidays during my first year at the club, things changed!!!

Up until then, Colin was the only person at the club that I had been
intimate with. He wasn't the only person I fancied there, far from it; there
were a bunch of sexy guys. But Colin was the only guy who had shown any
interest in me in a sexual way. The other guys would come in, have the work
they needed doing done and then leave. At times I would try and see what
their reactions would be, by `accidentally' touching too close to their ass,
or if I felt a bit brave, their cock. Then I'd apologise, and it would be
back to normal. Only once did I get a semblance of the reaction that I
wanted, when I moved Alan's (the goal keeper) cock so that I could massage
near his crotch. He smiled but then that was the end of it.

The club were doing well. They were near the top of the league and everyone
returned from the holidays with a positive frame of mind. The manager of the
team was ecstatic at the way in which his team were playing; they hardly put
a foot wrong. I often bumped into him in the corridor outside my physio
room. His name was Alex Lowe. He was about 40 years old, about 6 foot tall
with short blond hair, piercing blue eyes and a toned body that rippled the
clothes he wore. He'd say, `Hi,' and that would be it. However, on one
occasion he did more than just say, `Hi.'

It was the week of the first game in January (1992). The players were
training, and getting prepared for their first game of the New Year. I was
getting my room ready for the first game, making sure I had adequate
supplies of everything I would need for the players. That's when he knocked
on the door.

I opened the door, surprised to see him there, as he rarely came to the
room, leaving it up to his assistants to bring players to me.

`Hi Mr Lowe,' I managed to say.

`Hi there Joseph,' he replied with a grin on his face, `Can I come in a sec?
And call me Alex.'

`Yeah sure,' I said, moving out of the way so he could enter the room.

`The boys have been singing your praises, Joseph. They tell me you've been
working wonders on their sprains,' said Alex, slowly walking round the room,
to the other side of the masseuse table. `I was hoping you could help me
too.'

`Of course I can help,' I replied, `What's wrong?'

He began to take off his shirt, revealing pecs covered in hair slightly
darker than that on his head.

`I am aching all over Joseph, and was hoping you could sort it for me,' he
said. His shirt was now on the floor, I was staring at his chest, as he took
off the rest of his clothes, leaving just his white cotton boxers. I was
pleasantly surprised by what stood in front of me. He was in excellent shape
for a 40 year old. His body was of slim-medium build. He had muscular legs
covered in hair. His boxers seemed to possess a serpent from the shape I
could make out.

`Ummm...get on the table,' I said, remembering this man was like my boss, so I
had to be professional.

He lay on the table on his chest, and put his arms to his side and said, `Go
for it.'

I put some massage oil on his back, and slowly began to rub it in. Working
my way up round his shoulders, and then back down to where his boxers got in
the way.

`Would you mind lowering your boxers a little please?' I  said, wanting to
give him a really good massage, but also so that I could get a look at his
ass.

Without a word he removed them completely, and lay back down. I was
speechless, and my hands began to shake with all the nervous energy I was
hide. I continued to massage his back, moving a little lower, and closer to
his ass each time. When I reached the top of the crack, he suddenly turned
around, so he was laying on his back. I tried to keep my eyes on his face,
but found it difficult when there was a semi-erect cock looking up at me.

`The legs please, Joseph,' he said, clearly enjoying how nervous he was
making me.

I poured oil onto my hands and began to rub it into the muscular pillars
that were his legs, with each stroke changing the way his leg hair was
pointing. I started from his shins moving up to his knees, and than on to
his thighs. All the time he had his eyes closed. This was fortunate for had
he had them open he would have seen me staring at his cock! I moved further
up the thighs, holding them in either hand while using my thumbs to massage
them. Every so often he would let out a groaning sound to show he was
enjoying it.

`That's good,' he said, as I neared the top of his thighs, just beginning to
touch the hair near his cock. `Keep going,' he said as he opened his eyes.

I stared into his eyes, to seek the affirmation I so desired. He smiled
again, `Go on, you know what I want!'

I moved my hands further up his legs so that they were now nearer his hips
and my fingers under his ass. I lowered my head and took his cock in my warm
and wet mouth. Climbing up on to the table between his legs, I took his cock
as far into my mouth as I could. I massaged his cock with my tongue in the
same way my thumbs had been massaging his legs. His cock was getting harder
and harder in my mouth. I then removed his cock from my mouth and placed my
hands on his shoulders and placed my lips on to his. Kissing each other,
tongues exchanging between each others mouths, he rolled himself on top of
me.

`Your turn,' he whispered in my ear, before placing his lips back on mine,
and removing my shirt. He began to play with my nipples, before placing his
mouth on them and sucking them, giving me a tingly feeling all over. I held
onto his shoulders as he done this as I needed something to hold onto. He
rode hid tongue down my chest, into my navel, and further down, grabbing my
bottoms with his teeth. He removed them with his hands down to my knees.
Then proceeded to give me the best cock suck I had ever had. There was no
way that this guy was an amateur he had done this before and was very good
at it. He'd play with my foreskin with his tongue, using his teeth in a very
gentle way too. He turned me onto my chest and proceeded to play with my
buttocks before laying flat on top of me, his cock between the crack of my
ass, him nibbling at my neck. He didn't fuck me; he just lay there, every so
often moving his pelvis up and then back down. I was in complete ecstasy.
This guy was, in my eyes, the sexiest man EVER.

We lay there for several minutes, before he sat up and came on my back,
before going down on me again until I came. I pulled him back up to my face
and kissed him as hard as I could to show how much I had enjoyed being with
him. Without thinking I exclaimed, `I love you.' Realising only too late
what I had said.

He got off me, and off the table, and began to put his clothes back on. I
pulled my bottoms back up.

`Sorry Mr Lowe,' I said flustered, `I didn't mean that.'

`Don't you?' he replied while putting his shirt back on, and hiding that
body that I had just enjoyed so much. He came towards me, handing back to me
the shirt he had moments earlier ripped off in a state of passion. He kissed
me again, this time holding my hands. `What if I told you I loved you? Then
would you still not mean it?' he whispered near my ear.

Staring into his eyes I replied, `I think am in love with you, you have made
me feel so loved today. I want to experience it again, and again, and then
again.'

`Ditto,' he replied before leaving the room.

After this day my arrangement with Colin felt like nothing. I still enjoyed
it. Colin was still sexy. But I knew it was Alex that I wanted, and he
wanted me too. What did we do about it..? To be continued..?


I hope you have enjoyed this story. Please give me some feedback at
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Barry 'Hornyo' Hornington X