Date: Fri, 17 Feb 2006 20:17:45 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve <spursman1000@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Joe Cole and the Scally

This story is purely fictitious and not intended to imply anything about
the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge
about their private lives.


In Between Games - Josh's Story

I'm a working lad from the east end of London, over the last couple of
years I've worked hard at my job, which is selling sex to guys. I'm fairly
intelligent, pretty hot looking, - I manage to combine a pretty-boy look
with a hard street edge that other blokes like. I'm just over 6 feet tall,
11 and a half stone, dark hair and blue eyes. My body is honed with a good
proportion of muscle in the right places, I've got a small amount of hair
between my pecs which, with my arms and my butt, are my best features, and
a treasure trail running down from my belly button which guys seem to
love. I come across as straight, keep myself fit have an average sized, cut
cock just under 7 inches and fairly thick and I give great head. I'm a
modest fucker as well. From turning a few tricks a while back I soon
realised that I had a bit more than most of the lads around me. So I moved
up market and started targeting young professional guys. I found that they
were all dying for it, wanted discretion and of course had plenty of dosh
which they were happy to pass in my direction as long as I gave them what
they wanted, and what they wanted was usually a bit of rough.

Standing in my favourite bar the other night looking to get off with
someone a young guy came in on his own, really fit body, cap pulled down
quite low but he looked familiar. I sat and chilled for a bit keeping an
eye on the door but kept getting drawn back to the guy at the bar. He
ordered another drink and then it clicked, it was Joe Cole the Chelsea
player. I couldn't believe my eyes, he was a player I fancied the arse off
and my old pecker was on full alert the second I recognised him. I never
had him down as gay but, like a lot of others had hoped he was. Now he was
here in my bar clearly looking for a pick up.

I must have been staring cos he looked over I took a sip of my beer and he
had gone back to his drink.  I looked at him now quite hard; checking him
out, it was definitely Joe Cole. He looked up again and this time I held
his gaze and he nodded. "Fuck me" I thought and as casually as I could, I
walked over and asked him if he wanted a drink. He ordered a Becks (now
there's another one) and we went over to one of the seats in the corner.

We started chatting about the bar and some of the people in it and he
started to rub his leg against me.  I couldn't really believe my luck, one
of the hottest looking footballers was coming on to me big time, so I put
my hand on his leg and gripped his thigh; a tingle that went through me, it
was pure muscle. I looked at him and he grinned so I pushed my hand further
up until it was just resting on his bulge. I knew I had to have him and I
squeezed his cock through his jeans. He was a big lad that was for sure and
he made no attempt to remove my hand. His cock throbbed under the pressure
and I thought it was time to make a proper move on him. All thoughts of
money went out of the window, this one was for free and fuck it had to be
soon. We finished our drinks so I stood up and motioned him to follow me.

Just outside the bar opened on to an alley, I'd been there with a few
clients so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. I could see he was gagging for
it as he looked around the bar before following me outside.  A few yards
down was an opening and I ducked in spinning round as I went pulling him in
after me.  Holding his jacket I pressed my mouth against his hot lips, the
stubble on his face grazed across my face and sent me wild, although I
usually did this for a living, I loved sex and always enjoyed it, I also
had a rule that I had to fancy the bloke so I had the best of both
worlds. As it happened, Joe qualified in every way and now I wanted him
badly. I ran my tongue over his lips and pushed into his mouth, I tasted
the fresh smell of beer on his breath and my cock jumped again. Wanting to
see how far he'd go, I ground my crotch into him and put my hands on his
shoulders. "Suck my cock," I said and he just fell at my feet. It really
was going to happen, he was like a man possessed. He pulled my jeans down
and for a few seconds he just looked and then he took hold of my prick and
sank his mouth over the end.

I was fucking gone already "Suck it" I urged him "I want to fuck your
mouth." He started to tease me so I grabbed his head and shoved him back on
to my leaking cock. "I'm gonna spunk down your gullet mate" I said as I
slowly started thrusting back and forth into his sweet mouth. The cheeky
fucker pulled back again and, still wanking me off said something like "I'm
gonna suck you dry" so always up for a challenge I wasn't going to be
fucked about, I took both hands held his ears and fed him my boner. This
time, he wasn't getting off until he'd taken my load, which was boiling in
my balls. Now I was in charge and I used the suckers mouth, fucking and
fucking at his mouth and throat nearly cumming with just the thought that
Joe Cole was on his knees in front of me in an alleyway sucking my hard,
pulsating prick. Giving myself over to the amazing feelings I allowed my
tool to slip over his tongue in and out of this throat, he blew me like a
pro and I started to feel the pleasure build up, with each stoke my prick
was getting more and more sensitive and I just started to buck and groan as
he milked my knob. As he got lost in the blowjob, I took out my phone and
pointing it down towards him shot off a couple of pics ^Ö you never knew
when these things would come in handy.

I was getting close now and breathing was getting erratic I wanted it to go
on and on but was powerless to stop it, I felt the surge as my balls
contracted and the exquisite release as finally my hard on blew apart "I'm
gonna cum mate ^Ö oh fuck" I just about stammered but he just pulled me
closer and drove down even harder sending me thrashing over the
edge. "Yessss" I grunted as it rushed up my shaft and streamed into the
sucking mouth below me, more and more spasms hit me as I creamed gallons of
spunk into him. I had cum with the some amazing guys but the thought of who
it was must have made it better, I couldn't remember ever cumming so
much. Fair play to the bloke he took the lot but as always a bit leaked out
and as he slowly stood up, the smears of my cum on his face shone in the
moonlight and gave an extra boost to what was already an out-of-this-world
experience. A bit of spunk was left at the edge of his mouth and I leaned
in to lick him. I wanted to lick him all over but I got the few strands
clinging to his face and pushed my tongue into his mouth for a really
sloppy, spunky kiss.

I really like the taste of my own stuff and licking it off the inside of
his cheeks was so good. His hard stubble scraped across my chin as we
kissed deeply and although I had only just cum, I could feel his bulge
pressing into my leg. Now it got better still, I love being sucked but my
favourite thing of all is to suck a hard cock, take it into my throat and
taste the cum as it shoots out of the knob.

"My turn," I said kneeling down I opened his zipper, and reached inside
feeling his warm and damp crotch. At first I just took in the scent but he
was too far-gone for that. I took his prick in my hand and looked at the
beautiful tool, it must have been 8" long and quite thick, the foreskin was
pulled back and it looked so swollen it must have hurt. His balls were
large and full with a nice bush of black hair surrounding them. The best
thing though was the excitement of before had obviously been just as much
for him as it had been for me, he was literally pouring pre-cum out of the
tip. His CK's had already soaked up a fair bit and were wet with his
juice. I rubbed the cock-head over my cheeks making sure I wiped a trail of
his cream into them and stuck out my tongue to get the rest. Even in this
light I could see it pulsing and I pulled the skin back over the tip,
running my tongue in between the fold and his ultra smooth knob. The smell
of spunk and balls swept through my nostrils and I eagerly lapped up the
cum from his piss slit. He was totally gone and moaned deep in his throat,
I knew he had to cum and I knew just the trick. Lustfully, I stuck out my
tongue, swept the tip of it over his straining knob end and giving my best
smile I looked up and said "spunk on my face."  None of my clients could
last for long once I'd said that and he was no exception.

Although it made them feel good, it was nothing to the effect it had on me,
it got me hard as fuck even if I'd just cum. Getting a spunk shower was my
favourite part of sex and it beat, for me shooting over their faces
although many of my guys loved me to do it. I wasn't disappointed, he shot
fucking everywhere; on my face, over my hair, in my mouth and I swear he
hit the wall on the other side of the alley. The first full drops of
pre-cum ran out and turned into a river of salty, thick streams of spunk
raining down on me and I was a bit grateful I hadn't tried to swallow it,
I'd have fucking choked to death, but what a way to go. The power of his
orgasm took me a bit by surprise but fuck, it was horny, his cum tasted
really nice and sexy, creamy and salty all at the same time and I lapped it
up. Looking up at him the whole time I squeezed his bollocks to make sure I
got the lot then the last and horniest bit, still holding his cock I lifted
up so I could lick the underside and nearly came again as this beautiful
throbbing muscle, with the last remnants of his cum dripping down the
shaft, butted me in the face and finally pushed back into my willing mouth.

I pulled the shaft hard until nothing else came out and reluctantly left it
behind as I stood up again to renew my assault on his gaping mouth. He
kissed me back hard wanting as much as me to taste the cum still smeared
around my lips. By now I was hard again, I always had good recovery and
this was too good an opportunity to miss. I grabbed him roughly and spun
him round against the wall. My cock was pointing straight up and I rubbed
it up and down against his crack. The moans coming from him against the
brickwork were all I needed and smearing some of my own juice around the
head I started to probe his arse entrance. He started to panic and tried to
pull away but I was too far along the way now and wasn't about to pass up
this chance. "We can't," he whispered, but my cock head was already pushing
in past his ring. Once I got it that far I paused, felt him open up and
pushed my prick all the way in to his tight little bum pressing my stomach
and balls into the cheeks of his arse.

This was all for me now and I fucked him hard throwing him into the wall
with each thrust. His arse muscles clamped down on my cock milking the cum
from my balls. The amount leaking out acted as a lubricant and I slipped in
and out quite easily despite him clenching me. God he was so hot and so
tight and it sent me into orbit quickly. He started to push back into me as
I held onto his shoulders and pumped myself into his wonderful hole. I felt
the rush as I started to spurt deep inside him, the feelings pulsing
through the tip of my cock were amazing, his sphincter contracting and
squeezing me as I collapsed onto him breathing heavily. I softly kissed the
back of his neck as I allowed my softening cock to slip out. I quickly
wiped myself and tucked myself back into my jeans. Picking up his baseball
cap I handed it to him and for a moment we just looked into each other's
eyes. "What's your name mate," he finally said.

"Josh."

"Josh, OK" and he gave me a piece of paper, "that's my mobile, give me a
ring eh?" With that, he started to move away down the alley. "Hey," I
called after him "what's yours then?" "What?" he said, "your name you
tosser." "Oh, Joe" he yelled back and with that he disappeared round the
corner and out of sight.

To be continued^Å^Å


Well Josh seems to be a devious little fucker, obviously you've got to be
careful who you suck off in dark alleys. I'm open (as usual) to suggestions
as to how this particular story line will develop, although I do have few
ideas of my own. As before contact me at spursman1000@yahoo.co.uk for idea,
suggestions or just to say hi. My ICQ number is 178942074 (www.icq.com) or
you can get me on yahoo messenger - spursman1000. Would love to hear from
you!

The England training camp is definitely on the way for those who've
requested it (which is quite a few now), be patient.

The start of this adventure can be found in the previous block of stories
which link to this one. I intend this to be a series of inter-related
stories, which can spin off or come together as the mood takes me. If you
missed the first batch the link is below.

/nifty/gay/celebrity/joe-cole-suckfest