Date: Mon, 2 Jul 2018 02:08:26 -0700
From: Ryan White <liciousryan@gmail.com>
Subject: Romeo Beckham Chapter 4

Yo dudes!! How's it hanging?? Mine doesn't, its always straight up #Hahaha

Been a while since I last posted on this story. I kinda got some hate mail
about it. How its not realistic enough having David Beckham suck off his
son and having Romeo fuck his ass.

I'm all for criticism but this is a story written to get people off. I
wanna transport you guys to a world where its okay if a hot fifteen year
old fucks his handsome dad. Makes me hard as fuck #SexyRomeo

Hope you guys enjoy. Any comments?? I'd love to hear from ya. Love, Ryan.

whiteryan65@gmail.com


ROMEO BECKHAM
CHAPTER FOUR

It was indeed a sweaty teenage boy who entered the famous Beckham mansion
in the glorious Thursday afternoon. He put down his tennis racket and gear
to be put away and wahed by the numerous maids working for them. It was
simply not his problem from there on in. Romeo Beckham entered his room and
collapsed onto his bed. He was fairly knackered to say the least. In the
last few weeks his entitre life had changed. He and Daddy David had always
been close but their relationship forever changed when the before mentioned
England legend and hottie stud he called his father, firstly sucked him off
in this very room before allowing his middle and certainly his most sexiest
son to fuck him right up inside his sexy Beckham ass. Girls and boys who
grew up in the 90's who simultaneously stroked their clits and jacked off
their cocks to the mere image of his bubble butt would never have dreamed
that it would one day be fucked by his sexy fifteen year old son. Romeo
smiled and logged onto his Instagram.

Holy fucking shit. Brooklyn has certainly been busy all afternoon. The
cunning photographer who was also the handsome brother of Romeo had once
again allowed his geeky self to look absolutely georgous in one of his
posts. His arms were raised above his head so Romeo could see Brook's
pits. He licked his lips...as if he wanted to gobble up the phone screen to
somehow taste those fragrant fuckers. He loved his brother dearly but
lately it was his own father who dominated his wet dreams. He couldn't help
it. It got to the point where he actually hated his mother for being able
to sleep next to Daddy David. In his own teenage adolescent naivety, he
wanted that spot to be filled by none other than himself. But there was no
way the famous David Beckham would prefer his son in his bed rather than
Posh Spice.

His right hand made its way to his trousers. He felt his young fifteen year
old cock swell. He always got horny when he thought about his father like
this. The most sexiest man on the planet, he thought. And after attending
Prince Harry's wedding, so did majority of the world to be honest. That man
could melt even the straighest of straight men into wanting to be with
him. Romeo sighed and squeezed his tube. A groan snapped out of his
throat. He was proud of his cock. Five perfect inches of school boy Beckham
dick. Romeo thought of all his followers on Instagram. All those girls and
boys, even men and woman who so anxiously waited and creamed themselves for
him to post even a hint of skin of his near perfect teenager body
online. Those fans of his that couldn't wait for the day he turned
eighteen. Who wanted his sexy fifteen old ass in their beds. Right
there. Right now. His cock grew. He groaned as the feelings of a hardened
penis swept through his body. The boy wonder leaned back completely onto
his bed. Quick jack off session? No fucking problem. Without thinking he
lifted his perky hips upwards and shredded his trousers. With a fling of
his by-now well oiled tennis arm it landed between some used boxers on the
floor of his room. Romeo lifted up his shirt so that the bottom part of his
stomach was exposed. Make no mistake. Those hours of tennis training has
deffo paid off. His body was sleek and muscled, painfully perfect in every
way. His hand slowly trembled between his trimmed pubes and eventually
reaching his teenage cock. With a slight childish moan and images of his
stud father in his mind he started to slowly masturbate Romeo Beckham
Junior.

Only for his phone to peep.

"Fucking hell..."

If dear Daddy David and that frown his called his wife could only hear
their darling sweet boy now. They'd be so proud. Romeo reached for his
phine, his hard cock rapidly deflating. It was a direct message on
Twitter. From a very, very sexy young boy Romeo immediately thought to be
his age or maybe a year older. That's if the boy in the profile picture was
infact the person who messaged him. Which was always like...never.

"Hey sexy. Wanna chat?"

Romeo sighed. He got at least a 100 messages like this every single
day. His father taught himself, Brook and Cruz from a early age to be
careful of being on social media. Being in the fucking public eye like they
were, one mistake and one wrong message sent without thinking could severly
damage Brand Beckham. He went about to delete the message when suddenly a
second one followed.

"I'm sorry. You're probably freaked now. I'll leave you alone."

Romeo felt a tug at his heart. Why, he didn't know. He quickly looked at
the photo of the boy and against his better judgement, went into his
account. The boy's name was BB. He had 770 followers. There were pics of
him all over his timeline. Either this boy was legit in who he claimed he
was or someone went to a lot of trouble in creating what looked like a very
real and genuine Twitter account for a fifteen/sixteen year old boy. Romeo
felt his cock start to get stiff. Not usually difficult for a boy his
age. If this ever got out...if his dad ever knew...Against his better
judgement he typed a few words.

"Its okay."

Romeo sighed. He trembled. He didn't scare easily but he was sure as hell
scared right now. This is exactly what his parents had warned the whole
Beckham clan against since they could speak. But there was something about
this boy...he seemed real. Sincere. Nothing on his Twitter profile seemed
to indicate that this person was fake. He saw that the message had been
read.

"Oh God what did I just do...?" He whispered. He saw BB typing back.

"You replied. Holy shit."

Romeo eased out some oxygen and reached for his phone.

"Lol its not like I'm some superhero."

Immediately came the responce.

"No shit. You're Romeo Beckham."

"Again...not a superhero."

"You're really hot, tho."

Romeo smiled. Eagerly he moved his thumbs over the keyboard.

"So are you. Hot, I mean."

"I can't believe you're actually talking to me. I'm shaking, dude."

"Chatting to hot guys is something I don't normally get to do, man. You
know why."

"You wanna stop?"

"I don't think so."

Over the course of the following weeks Romeo and BB's cyber friendship
blossomed. Romeo had loads of friends for sure, but he didn't dare flirt
with any one of them. They'd run to the damn tabloids as fast as you could
say SEX. Even Cruz and Brooklyn told Romeo that he was getting borinf and
predictable, as he never wanted to hang with them anymore. Any free time he
had between school and tennis, he spent with BB on Twitter. But along the
way eventually, something more was always bound to happen, such was the
passionate friendship that was created between them, and it occured in the
early hours of one Thursday morning. Romeo woke up at about 02:50 as his
phone recieved a Twitter message. Groggily, he wiped his eyes, still 90%
fast asleep. He got a quick fire wake up call as he read what BB had sent.

"Romeo you're so hot you make me so hard get over here and fuck me"

Later in the day, BB claimed he had gotten drunk accidentally at his
friend's sweet sixteen and during that incident, he had texted him over
Twitter that he wanted to have sex with him. The fifteen year old's poor
young Beckham dick had never gotten so hard, so fast in his entire life! He
wanted to meet up with BB for real, all his pics on Twitter and Instagram
showed a feisty and hot, sexy fun type of dude. And although he apologized
for what was said during his drunken stupor, Romeo totes didn't care, in
fact, he wanted more, and he told him he REALLY didn't mind her saying what
he did. From there on their flirting had gotten more and more intense. For
the middle Beckham boy, it was like milk boiling on a hot stove. If only BB
knew that Daddy David had sucked Romeo off. If only he knew Romeo fucked
his dad. BB would cum like a fucking race horse.

So the previous night, BB had asked for a shirtless picture of Romeo. He
said that he had to think about it first. He was all for flirting and
saying how much he wanted to fuck him, BUT sending pictures freaked him
out. What if he this was a set up? What if BB was a sixty year old man just
wanting shirtless pictures of famous Romeo Beckham to jack himself silly
to? What if he knew boys who had better abs than he did? BB said he
understood, but he left Romeo with more food than thought...when he
received a picture of BB in nothing but his boxer shorts. The kid looked
very athletic and the picture seemed to be real and genuine...or maybe he
wanted it to be such more that he didn't think with his big brain...?

Oh my God...this suddenly became very real, very soon. He threw himself
onto his bed, pulled off his shorts and underwear, and looking at BB's
picture, completely zoomed in on his bulge, he started to jack off his rock
hard 5 inches of solid teenage dick. It didn't take him even a minute
before his boyish fuck stick ERUPTED all over his hand. Some of his thick
sperm flew across his chest and face. He was drenched. Fuck...he had never
came that hard or intense before. It wasn't just the picture BB had
sent. He felt he knew him. That they had bonded. Like, he told BB things he
would NEVER tell his parents or even Brooklyn and Cruz.

He wanted BB.

Bad.

He grabbed his phone and started typing.

"Hey beautiful. Was thinking about u"

An reply came almost immediately.

"I hope you were thinking about my picture #onlyforyoureyes"

"I kinda did more than that..."

"No way...for real?"

"Yeah. Please don't hate me."

"You're crazy hahaha. Pic? Please? I wanna see your sexy body #tennisbod"

"Uhm...I'm not that ripped or anything #sadface"

"Shut up. The whole world can see what you post on Instagram, you idiot
#hotstuff ... Which is like, why I wanna see all of u"

Romeo laid back, quietly staring at BB's words on the screen.

"Okay, brb."

"Hurry #youmakemehot"

This was waaaay to good to be true. Romeo couldn't stop smiling. He took
off his shirt and stood in front of the mirror. Yeah, he wasn't exactly
ugly. Infact, he was only fifteen, and already he had the body and looks
that a boy his age could only dream of having. Besides...he was Romeo
Fucking Beckham. Who would dream of saying no to him?

Or was it? Wasn't he too skinny? Sigh...like all teenage boys are when
liking a hot someone, whether it be a girl or a boy...Really man, they can
be as perfect and sexy as possible...but when wanting to impress a someone,
they always start to doubt themselves. There was nothing wrong with the
boy's body, in fact, if more teenage boys could see what Romeo looked like
shirtless, he wouldn't only have had sex with his siblings and the one off
fuck with Austin Armacost. Only he didn't think his body was good enough
for the sexy, hot, steamy BB whom he had such a close connection with. He
knew it was wrong. He knew this would backfire.

Strange thing is when thinking with your dick, you tend not to care.

Truth is, BB had sent him a picture. BB trusted him. It was kinda unfair
not to send SOMETHING back.  Romeo positioned his phone to focus on his
torso. He made sure to get everything inside the frame of the photo. He
clicked the shutter and the photo was etched on his screen. He quickly
logged back into Twitter and prepared to send it. He took a huge
breath... He had never done anything like this before...and sent the
shirtless picture with a #starface emoji.

He anxiously waited for a reply of any sort. What if BB hated his body?
What if he like totally left him and found another dude on chat with? BB
had come to mean so much to him that the mere thought of him not talking to
him any longer had completely rattled him. It was scary. He needed BB in
his life. Never before had another boy or anyone his own age given him this
much attention and pleasure. It was real. Fuck sake. Romeo Beckham had
fallen in love. Yeah...it stunned him too.

He saw that two blue ticks had appeared next to the sent photo. BB had seen
it, but he hasn't responded yet. OMG he hates it. Romeo threw his phone on
his bed and paced up and down, from wall to wall. It was like BB had
possessed him. He was desperate to know what he thought. After about six
minutes had passed he slumped his young shoulders and started to accept
that maybe he wasn't what BB wanted in an online chat buddy.

He saw his phone flashing. It was ringing. Someome was calling him via
WhatsApp. He quickly moved towards his bed. Fuck...its BB who was calling
him. Bloody hell.. He knew he had given BB his personal number but he had
never phoned him personally before!

What the fuck? Should he answer? He didn't know if he was ready. His dick
told him to man up and do exactly that. He really wanted to hear BB's
voice.

"Hello?"

"Wow. Omg! Its so good to finally talk to you!"

Just what he imagined he would sound like. A real energetic kinda boy. He
jumped onto his bed and it seemed like his hand made its way to his semi
hard cock all on its own.

"Hahaha I'm glad you're not disappointed. Uhm...did you...I mean, did you
like the pic I sent you?"

"I knew you looked good in the photo on your bed without a shirt on but hot
damn dude...I loved it. Sorry I took so long to reply tho...I...I kinda
sorta, jacked myself off while looking at it..."

Romeo swallowed with great difficulty. His hand gripped his dick
tighter. He lifted his ass high up into the air and removed his boxers. His
dick was like platinum steel. Slowly, as he listened to the voice of the
boy of his dreams, he started to jack off. His foreskin peeled over his
rock solid sex organ.

"Oh wow...I'm actually kinda doing the same right now..."

"Shut up! Really?"

"Yeah babe...I really want you. You do crap to me like I never.. "

"Imagine I'm there with you. Next to you. You know what I look like right?"

Fuck...this was really happening. Phone sex. FUUUUCK.

"Yeah, you're fucking hot, babe."

"I wanna take that cock of yours and suck on it. I wanna make u so hard. I
wanna taste that delicious teen juice. I wanna feel your cock inside me. I
want you to cum on my abs. You are so hot it should be illegal..."

Romeo's hand was a blur on his cock by now. His fifteen year old virile
teenage penis didn't quite know what had struck it. He moaned into the
phone.

"I will fuck your boy pussy so bad. I wanna rip you apart babe..."

Thank God he watched a lot of porn. #Awkward

He knew, in his mind, exactly what he knew BB wanted to hear.

"So now...my ass is leaking and it needs a big dick inside. Come on
Romeo. Be a man. Fuck me..."

Romeo arched his back and came with the velocity that only a young teenage
boy could muster. His sperm flew from his flaring piss slit straight onto
his heaving, sweating chest and dripped across his abs and sides. He was
panting, he couldn't speak. His first orgasm with the help of phone sex
with another boy. The boy he loved...

It was insanely good. He heard laughter on the other side of his phone.

"Good boy. Make sure you keep some sperm for me when we meet up, yeah?"

BB seemed to smile from ear to ear. To Romeo it sounded like he was purring
with delight.

"You got it, babe. When...uhm...when will that actually be?"

"Don't even start with that...my ex boyfriend won't except we're like...so
over. He turns up at my house and like, makes scenes in front of my
parents. Its fucking embarrassing. I have to deal with him first. You're
special, Romeo. I don't wanna start something wiht you before I've finished
my ex off. Please understand? For me?"

At that point Romeo would have done ANYTHING BB said or asked. To his horny
mind, his words were like cries for help. And he was the boy's knight in
shining armour.

"Don't worry. I really understand. We can still talk over Twitter can't
we?"

"You don't even have to ask..see ya."



THANKS FOR READING!!
So...who do you guys think BB really is?? Hmmm #Lol

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