Date: Fri, 26 Nov 2004 17:22:44 +0000
From: karl sims <ksim27@hotmail.com>
Subject: Post Match - Chapters 9-11

DISCLAIMER: This story is totally a work of fiction and is
not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of
the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about
their private lives.  As far as I am aware all of the
celebrities mentioned in this story are heterosexual and I
am not trying to imply anything different in any way shape
or form. Safe sex is not always practised in this story. But
remember this is fiction.  In the real world AIDS and STI's
are serious things.  Be safe wear a condom.
Post Match - International week special.
*********************CHAPTER 9***********************************

Quick reminder as we left it.....Freddie had just shagged
the life out of Anders Svensson and Ash was not looking
forward to sharing a room with Micheal Owen.
************************************************************

IN SPAIN

Ash had unpacked his few belongings from his bag.  He was
NOT looking forward to this.

"So are you confident....about the game?"  Michael asked
rather hesitantly.

"Yeah I s'pose," Ash answered.

"Maybe you want to go out round Madrid see the sights??"
Michael now playing his club football in Madrid suggested
trying to make conversation.

"Not really....I think I'll just chill here."

"Okay....how's......err....Freddie?" Michael asked not sure
if that was meant to be a taboo subject.

"Fine......what about your misses...and baby??"  Ash replied
making an attempt at small talk.

"Good.  Enjoying life here." Michael ventured back.

Michael could see he wasn't getting much out
of Ash.  He gave up and put his headphones
on.

IN SCOTLAND

"Why did you do that?????"  Anders asked.

"What?.....You were after a bit so I gave
it to yer." Freddie replied.

"You forced it on me more like..."

"Fuck off you gave me the come on I got a
bit carried away...you enjoyed it."
Freddie shot back.

"You raped me....." Andres said. "WHAT????"
Freddie shouted incredulously.

"You forced sex on me held me down put a gag in
my mouth....." Freddie interrupted.

"...you were after it.....YOU were sucking my
dick...  No-one was forcing you to do that were
they??"

"No but..........I don't think you should have
done that."

"You enjoyed it didn't you??  You always liked
being the sub anyway..." Freddie stated.

"Yes but it was very rough."

"Okay, look I apologise mate...It's just being
away from Ash I get frustrated and that you
know??"

"I understand Fred.....I'm sorry for saying you
raped me....I went over the top....but just...
think... that's all."

"Okay look I'm sorry Anders."

Freddie rolled over and kissed Anders gently on
the lips and held him tight.

"You should ring Ash...." Anders said.

IN SPAIN

Michael had headed out to Jamie Carragher's
room.  Ash was thankful.  They had hardly
spoken.....they didn't really
even like one another that much.
Then the familiar Eastenders¸ theme tune rang
out from his phone.  He looked at the dispaly.
*FredMob* it read.  He pressed accept call.

"Hello??"
"Hey, babe it's me."
"Hey."
"How's things over there??"
"Not great I'm with Michael "No personality"
Owen."
"Oooo doesn't sound much fun."
"No. How about you."
"I've already fucked Anders....sorry."
"It's ok.  I wish there was someone I could
just fuck the hell out of."
"Hehehe...yeah I bet mr. sensible would shudder
at the very thought..."
"Yeah...exactly.  Say Hi to Anders for me."
"Yeah...I will.  Hope things go ok.  I better
go.  Speak to you tomorrow??"  Love you."
"Yeah love you too. Bye"

*********************CHAPTER 10***********************************

Freddie had a better Wednesday night than Ash.
Sweden won 41 against Scotland, whereas England
got beaten 1-0 and Ash and England's other black
players were racially abused by
the crowd.

IN SPAIN

Ash was disconsolate in the dressing room.  He
couldn't understand how that sort of abuse
could still go on.  He felt physically sick.
After he had changed he headed to the players
bar.  He wanted to have a quick word with Jose
Reyes. (the Spanish Arsenal player)

"Hey Ashley." Jose said with a strong Spanish
accent. "I heard the noise it was very
bad...no??"

"Yeah it was mate.  But I just wanted to say
well played mate and see you tomorrow
afternoon....(when they had to be back in at
Arsenal)

"Okay...have a good night."

Ash got back to the hotel with the rest of the
squad.  He wasn't interested in talking much.
He got back to the room. Ash he walked in
Michael was sat on his own bed in just a pair of
blue boxers.

"You ok Ash?"  Michael asked.

Ash just nodded.  He stood by the side of his
bed and took off his top.
He looked at his phone.  "1 new message"
He pressed to read it.  It was from Freddie.

"I heard about the monkey noises...hope you are
ok..I miss you...I wish I could be with you to
comfort you...see you tomorrow. Fred XXXX"

Reading that was too much for Ash he slumped on
his bed and broke down in tears.

"Hey mate....don't cry....what's up???"  Michael
asked getting up and coming over to Ash.

"Ever...ever..everything.."  Ash said through
sobs.
Michael sat on the bed next to Ash and said...

"come on it can't be that bad....those people
are backward idiots....."

"I know but....just racial abuse it gets me down
and....being away from Freddie....I miss him
and...."  Ash broke down sobbing again.

Michael wasn't sure how to react but put his
arms around his team-mate's shoulders.

"Come on mate it'll be fine.  You are a strong
character...you don't have to face those racist
yobs...and you shouldn't let them get to you
like this."

Michael held Ashley as the Arsenal player sobbed
his face pressed into Michael's chest.  Michael
stroked the back of Ashley's head...almost like
comforting a child.

Then his hand went lower.  He was stroking
Ashley's bare back.  Feeling the contours of the
young guy's strong shoulders and back muscles.
Feeling his smooth, strong skin.

He could feel Ash's tears on smearing on his
pectoral muscles, dribbling down to his nipples.
Without realising what he was doing he lent his
head down and kissed Ash lightly on the
forehead.

Ash looked up into Michael's eyes.  There was a
moment of love between them.  Michael lent down
and kissed Ash again...this time just a gentle
light peck on the lips.  Ash sat up and looked
at Michael.  Michael lent in again and this time
kissed Ash powerfully and passionately on the
lips.  Ash kissed him back for a brief few
seconds and then...broke away.

"What is going on Mike?"

"Please just go with this," Michael replied and
lent in again.
Ash backed away...

"Only if you are sure that you want this to
happen.."

"I do..."  Michael said.  And the guys lips
locked together again in a deep kiss.

IN SCOTLAND

There was a feeling of delight with victory in
the Sweden camp.  However, Freddie had heard
about the racist abuse in Spain.  He felt for
Ash.  He tried to ring him....No answer. So he
sent him a text.

As he walked back to his room he heard loud
grunting noises coming out of the room next
door.

"That'll be Henrik and Niklas..." Freddie
thought smiling to himself.

He put his key in his room door and entered.

Freddie looked across to the sofa and was
shocked to see Anders and Niklas sitting..just
in their underwear, arms round each others
shoulders.

"Hey guys how's it going??"  He asked.

"Not bad.....did you get through to Ash???"
Anders answered.

"No...No answer."  Freddie said, downcast.

"Poor guy..." Niklas added.

"Yeah....I wish I could've got through to
him......in fact I wish I was there with him."
Freddie said. He went on..."Anyway...if you're
in here mate (directed at Niklas) who is Henrick
fucking next door??"

"Henrik's fucking someone???"  Both Anders and
Niklas said shocked.

"Yeah...either that or he has some kind of
animal in there making strange noises!!!"
Freddie joked.

"Let's go see..."  Niklas suggested as he held
up his room key...with a dirty smile across his
face.

The three hot Swedish midfielders ran to the
door of Henrik's room and Niklas turned the
key.....in they went and stood shocked...at what
they saw.......

**********************************CHAPTER 11***********

Now as a special treat for all my regular
readers I am not going to leave it
there.....here is a bonus chapter this time...to
wrap up international week.  But I am going to
leave you hanging just a bit 'cos we're heading
back to Spain first of all.

*******************************************

Ash let his hands roam all over Michael's almost
naked body.  He felt his smooth sexy chest and
stomach and then his taught powerful arms.  Both
hands found their way to Michael's firm muscular
globes of an arse.  Ash kneaded them through the
fabric of Michael's boxer shorts.....cupping
both ass cheeks in his hands.

Then he moved his hand's lower feeling the
back's of his muscular thighs...with a light,
soft, covering of hair.  Then he moved those
hands round to the front stroking Michael's
thighs in an upwards motion until he got so
close to Michael's fully hard prick...which was
causing a large jutting bulge in his boxers.

At the same time Michael had worked down Ash's
tracky bottoms.  Leaving both guys in just their
underwear.  Whilst at the same time never
breaking their passionate lip-lock.

Michael was getting restless now though he
wanted to get to Ash's cock.  But he had to work
down Ash's sexy Calvin Pro-Stretch
boxers...allowing the monster to jump free.
Michael had obviously seen Ash's cock flaccid in
the changing rooms before and had always noted
that it was one of the bigger ones in the
England camp.  But now he saw all 8 inches of
the big erection.

Michael broke the kiss.  He looked down at Ash's
cock.

"Wow," he said.  "It's gorgeous..."

"Have you ever seen another guy hard???" Ash
asked.

"No this is the first time.."  Michael mumbled
hardly able to speak.

"What do you wanna do??"  Ash asked.

"I don't know I never....I mean...What....Ermmm"
Michael stuttered as he looked in awe at Ash's
prick.

Ash took the lead a little here.  He grabbed
Michael's hand and placed it on his dick. And
whilst still holding Michael's hand in
his....slowly started jacking his cock.  Then he
let go and Michael was now in sole control of
wanking Ash's dick.

Then Ash unbuttoned the fly in Michael's boxers
and pulled out his team-mate's 7 inch boner.

"Hey...quite impressive yourself mate."  Ash
said.

As much as Michael had always thought of Ash as
well hung...Ash had always considered Michael a
bit lacking downstairs....but now he could see
it was obviously a grower.

The two guys stood there jacking each other for
about 2 minutes.  Ash was moaning
softly.....Michael had his head back and his
eyes closed.  This was the best feeling he could
ever remember.

"I'm gonna cum in a second, Ash man..." the
England and Madrid striker said.

Ash heard this and stopped waking.  Well let's
make sure you don't waste it then.  The boys
stopped wanking and Ash went down on Michael
taking his whole cock into his mouth.  Less than
a minute later Michael was screaming in delight
and unloading his gun down Ash's throat.  Ash
loved every drop.

"That was great Ash."  Michael said.

Ash smiled and kissed Michael.

"I get lots of practise," he said.

"Ash...." Michael started hesitantly....."I want
you to fuck me...."

IN SCOTLAND

Freddie, Anders and Niklas stood open mouth at
the scene they saw in front of them.  Henrick
Larsson....the stud of Swedish football, with a
massive 10 inch erection that was regularly used
to pound team-mates and let them know Henrick
was boss......Was lying, naked, spread eagled on
his bed.  His wrists tied to the bed posts and
his legs suspended in mid air and tied so that
his arse hole was in view.  His mouth had a tape
gag over it.

Standing over him, also naked wanking their
cocks were Stilian Petrov...the Bulgarian player
who was Henrick's team-mate before he left
Celtic and James McFadden...the promising young
Scottish player who had scored Scotland's goal
in the match.

"Welcome boys..." said Stilian, still wanking.

"Have you come to see the slut get it???" James
McFadden asked.

"Errmm...What the hell??"  Freddie replied.

"He might come across as a playboy....who likes
being boss...but really he is a cock slut.  Who
can't get enough cock."  Stilian responded.

"Get naked and you can join in." James added.

Within seconds there were 5 guys stood over
Henrick wanking their cocks.

It was true you could see the lust in Henrick's
eyes.  He wanted those cock's.  Stilian's 8
incher was the biggest,  by half an inch over
Freddie and Niklas.....with Anders about an inch
smaller and James' was only about 6 inches but
really hard and it looked right on the small
young man.

Stilian (who was clearly in charge here ripped
off the gag.

"Right who want's first go in the mouth??" he
asked.

Anders immediately volunteered as Stilian took
his place between Henrick's legs.

Anders shoved his cock in and Henrick sucked
hard on it as Stilian assaulted his ass
ploughing all 8 inches right in with no warning
and.....no lube.

Freddie and Niklas were now wanking one another
as they watched and James was right up behind
Anders tonguing his ass.

Anders soon came and Freddie replaced him in
Henrick's mouth.  Once Anders had finished James
made it quite clear that the tonguing had a
point.  Anders went on hands and knees and got
roasted by McFadden's dick up his arse and
Niklas's knob in his mouth.

By the time Stilian came Freddie was finished
and Henrick's mouth let out a loud scream as the
Bulgarian came powerfully inside him.

It was Niklas's turn for a go at the mouth and
James took his place for a go at Henrick's ass
just seconds after cumming inside Anders....and
he was already hard again.

Freddie had thought James was sexy for a while
and as his pale white arse bobbed as he fucked
Henrick Freddie saw a chance to make a McFadden
sandwich and shoved his dick up the young
player's arse.

Eventually after about an hour and taking five
loads of cum in his ass and about 12 in his
mouth Henrick was untied.  But there was no
doubt now that he was now a submissive cock
whore.

IN SPAIN

"Are you sure??"  Ash asked.

"Yes...I am.  You have made me feel soooo good
ash.  I want you to take my virginity...well be
my first guy...at least."

"Okay."  Ash replied.

He kissed Michael again.  Michael was such a
lovely guy.  All of a sudden Ash felt a pang of
guilt for Michael's girlfriend and baby.  But he
put it out of his mind....after all Michael
WANTED this.

Ash found a condom.  He rolled it onto his rock
hard dick.  He used some hair moisturising cream
from the bathroom to lube Michael's tight ass.
Michael flinched as the cold cream touched his
bud.

Ash stepped between Michael's legs.  Held them
up in the air and slowly forced in his dick.

"Arrgh."  Michael winced in pain.

"hold on babe it'll feel good in a second..."
Ash reassured him.

Ash then realised to himself that he had just
said babe to someone that wasn't Freddie.  Again
he felt a pang of guilt.

"No Freddie would want me to enjoy myself.."  he
told himself.

Ash was in now.  He slowly started moving in and
out.  Slowly fucking Michael's previously virgin
hole.

"Ohh yes....yes Ashley that is soo Good.   Oh
yes Ash please fuck me.  Fuck me with your big
dick...OHHHHH YYESSSSSS.....it feels sooo
goOOOD."

Ash was encouraged by Michael's reaction and he
picked up the pace a bit.  Now he was slamming
in and out that bit quicker and that bit harder.

"OHHH YESSS FUCK ME HARD.....I AM YOUR
SLUT.....FUCK ME ASH PLEASSSSEEEEE."

Michael was loving it now.  He could feel Ash's
big black dick hitting his prostate.  time and
time again...making him scream in delight...he
decided to crank it up.

"GO ON FUCK ME BLACK BOY FUCK THE LITTLE WHITE
BOY'S VIRGIN ASS"

That set Ash off all the fury of the abuse in
the game came out and he assaulted Michael's
ass...harder and faster and deeper than ever
before.....making him writhe around underneath
Ash's touch.

"You like that white bitch boy???? Huh??? You
like being fucked by a black thug dick???"

Ash then unloaded his seed into Michael and
collapsed alongside him.

"I needed that..." Ash said.

"I wasn't being racist....I was just so horny
for you..." Michael said.

"I know mate.....anyway I love talking dirty
during sex."

The two guys kissed then drifted off to
contented sleep.

When Michael awoke in the morning Ash had gone
but there was a note.

"sorry i had to leave to get my plane
home.....had a great night last night....you are
a great guy Michael.  Thanks for everything.
I've written my mobile number at the bottom...if
you need to talk to me about anything....i was
thinking your sexuality!!! then please call.

I look forward to hearing from you."

Michael smiled to himself.  He knew he wasn't
gay but that experiment was one he was keen to
repeat.  Maybe he'd room with Ash again next
time..........

LATER THAT DAY IN LONDON

Ash put his key in the door and turned it.

"Hey you're home!!!"  Freddie ran and through
his arms round Ash.

"How are you babe - I tried to ring last
night...and...I hope it hasn't been a terrible
trip?"  Freddie asked.

"Better than expected actually...." Ash replied.
"What about you???"

"HOT!!" Freddie replied.

"Sounds interesting.  But that'll have to wait
till after training," Ash said pointing at the
clock.

And they both had plenty to tell..........
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That's it for Post Match folks!!!  I hope to
start a new mini series soon.  Thanks to
everyone who has e-mailed about these stories
and please keep your suggestions coming for the
next one.  I love hearing from you.  Any hot
footballer from any club will be a welcome
suggestion let me know.  I reply to all e-mails.

Also if anyone doesn't know who any character in
the story is....I'm thinking mainly of any
American guys who like the story but don't know
anything about football (NOT SOCCER...grrrr)
Then I have pictures of all my characters and if
you email me i'll be happy to send them to you.

What do you think? Feedback and suggestions?
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