Date: Fri, 30 Aug 2002 06:33:03 +0100 (BST) From: Jon Himus Subject: The Soccer Team THE SOCCER TEAM - (w/sports and mild raunch) By JonH NOTE: When I write I use pics I've found. If you wanna see em' send me an e-mail at: jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk (mention the title of the story or it's hard to respond to your request). I was still fully dressed in my soccer gear when I felt it, or rather felt his presence behind me, I bent over to untie my boots and tried to pretend I didn't know he was there. Sitting up again on the bench I felt it pushing into the back of my head. It was that fat arse coach who'd been playin' up the other end of the field. He was a huge, muscled lookin' bloke of about 30. And he was hassling me. He pushed his hard cock into the back of my head again. "Hey mate, c'mon suck it" The change rooms were empty but their was another five or so guys still out on the field and I knew they'd be back. "Fuck off will ya'" I said in the strongest whisper I could get out without my voicing sounding shaky. He then got across the bench and stood right in front of me. His cock was stickin' up inches from my face. He grabbed either side of my head and I gazed up at his ruddy, sweat shining face. "Look mate, I saw ya'. I got good eyes. Giving that bloke a show out there and mate, mate he was pissin' on your hand when I walked in so don't come the hard to get princess with me. Now get ya' fuckin' gear off" I dropped my white uniform onto the concrete floor of the change room. Again he gripped either side of my head. "Now open up" He rammed his rock shaft into my mouth and started pumping like the big arse retard he was. His cock tasted stale and sour and those sweaty balls of his kept slapping onto my chin. I'm 18 and have just discovered cock sucking - I gotta say I love it even some old bastards gamy prick I'll happily suck. Despite myself I was gettin' hard. He was right I was giving some guy a show out there. I admit it, but he was staring at me first. I kept on practicing even when I knew he was checking me out. He got hard first and the way he was pushing it against his uniform made it hard to ignore. The way the fabric kind of caresses your body and even more so when you start to sweat. So naturally I cracked a boner aswell and gave him a show right back. The balls just sittin' there on the ground and I'm shoving out the bulge in my shorts. I then heard the sound of football boots clattering on the concrete. All I could see was the coaches pubic hair but I could tell my the guffaws and gasps that the other players had just walked back in. "Welcome back boys. Look what I found lurking around the change rooms. Goin' through ya' bags he was." I tried to pull my face off his cock but he held it firm. That was a fuckin' lie - straight out - the cunt! "He's likin' it coach" I heard one of the players say. They'd seen my hard on, with both hands I tried to cover it up. The coach leaned over and looked down at my crotch and chuckled "figures". Then with jerk my heads pulled from the coaches cock, a thick string drools from my mouth. Wrenching my head around I'm facing five young guys all in various soccer team uniforms. "Mate, meet the Under 18's, five of em' anyway" One of em' was checking his bag and pulled out his wallet. I could tell he was relieved but he still said to all of em' that they should beat me up. "Nah, we're gonna get this lil' pervert to work" The players moved over towards us and began to hoist down the front of their shorts. One guy held a sweaty cut cock right at my mouth. "Open faggot". I opened my mouth and the fishy smelling cock slid between my lips. "Whoh yeah faggot suck him good" The smell of grass and piss wafted up from the young guys shorts as I went down on his shaft. I let my hands drop away from my cock and I tentatively reached up to hold his hips. He made no attempt to push me away so I gripped onto the shiny fabric and began to give the kid a blow job he'd remember. I was a whore for cock. "I'm next" I heard a voice say above me "I gotta take a piss first" "Jules, I tell ya' this perve won't mind abit if ya' piss on his uniform" He painfully flicked my ear and I didn't indicate anything. Pulling back on the cock I was sucking I saw stubby fingers holding the uncut cock head, after a few seconds it let got a stream of piss that poured onto my uniform, after a few seconds the sound of saturated fabric filled the room. The coach then pulled the cock I was sucking from my mouth and before I knew it he was guiding the still pissing cock into my mouth. The guy doing the pissing was laughing his arse off as he pushed out the last few spurts into my throat. I wasn't gonna fuck around - I swallowed. Disgusted but curious gasps came from the guys around me. I pushed the pissing guy away from me and tried to look em' all square in the eye. "Who wants their arse licked?" I wasn't gonna be some weak arse queen about this. I almost had em', I almost had the upper hand when 'whack' the coach back handed my across the mouth. It sent my head reeling. "Look faggot!! We say - you do. Period" From the bench he picked up a damp pair of briefs and reaching back wiped that firm fat arse of his. With my head spinning from his fist the pungent smell of his arse smeared across the fabric sent my brain whirling. Was this good or what. What the fuck was this. I licked at the fabric but my mind was too spun out to register what my senses were taking in. "Grab him" someone yelled. From the door I heard the scraping and clacking of boots as someone scuffled. "Well whattya know faggot, your little playmates arrived" I turned to see the guy from out on the field, why the hell he'd come back I didn't know but he was here. I knew we shoulda just gone into the bushes. I was then forced to lie on my back on the bench, fingernails dug into my skin as I was held firm. The coach leaned into my ear he said just to me. "You ever been fucked by five guys whore?" With a shuffling of feet the guy from out on the field was forced to give a blow job to this skinny hairy looking guy who leered down at me as the sound of cock sucking echoed in the room. The field guys arse jutted out inches from my face. the guy getting the blow job musta thought I was smelling it coz he leans over and not loosing the moth on his cock wrenches the soccer shorts down until I'm staring right at an opening pair of arse cheeks. Someone lifted my legs in the air and spitting on my hole started to finger deep up my guts. Two guys stood above me and pulled down their shorts to reveal smooth, grimy looking arses. "Sit on his face" The first guy I blew straddled my face and lowered himself down onto my lips. The stink of sweat and musky shit could be tasted as I inhaled despite myself. With a jerk he was pushed down onto me and with relief I could tell his arse was clean, the faint taste of something on his arse hit my tongue but it was clean except for a few balls of fabric from his briefs. "Fuck Lucas ya' gotta wipe better than that!. Climb on our lil' cunts mouth n' let him sort ya' out. With a splat of sweaty arse cheeks the guy landed on my mouth. His arse was too fuckin' gross, clamping my lips shut I tried not to inhale the taste of whatever the bastard had eaten. I was gonna throw up. A hand grabbed my fingers and pushed them towards the field guys arse and without too much pushing I felt them sink in. With a burning painful jolt my head threw back as the coach's cock rammed up my arse, my head slammed into the bench with such force that the stinkin' arse lifted off my face and straddling the bench I could look down between the legs and see the almost soft cock held above my chest. The it started. A stream of piss right from the cock onto my chest covering me in urine and filth I was gagged at the smell of piss, shit and guys bodies. The coaches cock left me and another one, I couldn't tell whose was rammed right up my chute, the lips barely having time to close before another assault ripped into my bowel muscles. Whoever it was blew up my arse coating the muscle with jizz I was too fucked, too freaked to really notice. Spreading my legs I pushed out like I was taking a dump but the cock of whoever just pushed harder if he couldn't find the opening. Turning my head I saw the skinny guy humping his spewing cock into the field guys mouth before pulling away and disappearing from sight. The field guy turned towards me, cum drooling from his lips and looked scared, wiped out and screwed. Another cock exploded in my arse but it barely registered, turning to the ceiling my shit smeared, sweaty face rolled back and tried to think of something else. Suddenly the room went quite. Somebody was pissing onto my naked spread body and somehow it felt good, the warmth was comforting in say warped way. The homely smell of piss reminding me of something not sexual just innocent. I was beaten, well and truly when the coaches face loomed above me. The dumb arse queer cunt who loved this shit looked down at me with I don't know what but his eyes gave something away. The lying cock loving closet case. He held his cock above my mouth. From the concentration on his face I knew what was coming. The cunt thought I was broken but fuck him, fuck em' all I was gonna show em' I can take on the lot with barely a flinch. The cock tip erupted with piss and without being asked, without being forced I opened wide for the arse hole. My mouth soon filled to overflowing but I gulped, the piss kept coming and I gulped again. Piss seared my throat and filled my belly but I met that dead shits stare with mine. I caught his eye and glared at the no good weak arse queer and I kept on swallowing, huge gulps of his piss sank into my body but I wasn't letting a drop go by, not one. Finally the stream slowed, I could see him trying to beat me, trying to make me spill some from my mouth. But I took it, I took it all and as he pulled his cock away from my mouth I kept him in my stare. I got him. I got the bastard. THE END NOTE: When I write I use pics I've found. If you wanna see em' send me an e-mail at: jhimuswrite@yahoo.co.uk (mention the title of the story or it's hard to respond to your request).