Date: Wed, 19 Jan 2011 03:27:05 +0000
From: SStories <sstoriesnifty@gmail.com>
Subject: My encounter with Wayne Rooney

I hope whoever reads this has a great day. you are an awesome beautiful
person.


This obviously isnt real and its explicit as fuck so if you are under 18, I
suggest you leave.




My encounter with wayne Rooney




I didn't even like football. I was just a weird teen with an obsession for
getting autographs. So when through my mothers job as a PR exec I was
invited to the manchester united training ground and told to bring my
autograph book I couldn't really say no.


My name is Mark, 15, pretty weird and quietly but definitely gay.


It was a cold morning the day I was set to go. I remember because I could
see my breath in the air as I walked to the bus stop and instantly got to
hot once I got on the bus. It was five past nine on the Sunday that would
prove to be quite eventful when I pulled up outside the manchester united
training ground. I was damn excited.


Michael owen

Rio Ferdinand

And of course wayne Rooney were in my sights for building up my collection.


I sat and watched them kick around balls and dodge flags and other such
tactics exercises. It was all pretty boring until I got asked to go and wait
in the changing area for the team to come and sign my book. I waited
patiently and they started to file in slowly mainly people I didn't
recognize at first but they still signed away happily like it was something
they did every day. Which I guess they did. Michael owen appeared and I
perked up eagerly taking his signature and making sure it got its own page
but that was It. The players filed out and I hadn't seen Ferdinand or Rooney
which were the exact two I wanted to see.


Ah well so I sat in the quickly emptying locker room and waited for my
mother to finish her discussions/meetings to come and collect me.


I heard the door swing open and looked up expecting to see an official or
someone telling me I had to leave but I was wrong. Very wrong. In strode a
topless wayne Rooney.


I had never seen hI'm as sexy before but as he walked I noticed his stomach
was totally flat and his chest moved slightly with each step he took. His
eyes shone blue through his furrowed brow and I sensed a slight
intI'midation that I rarely felt. He walked past me as if he hadn't even
noticed me and straight round the corner into the showers. I heard the
rustle of clothing being removed. And then a shower fire on.


I sat quietly wondering what I should do and the door opened again. This
tI'me I was someone I recognized. My mums boss stood there


"Hey mark, your mum has been held up with some press thing I am meant to be
seeing to. Just loiter around for about half and hour or come and sit
upstairs with us if you get bored.


"ok" I mumbled still not sure quite what to do so I sat and waited I had
come this far and I didn't want to lose out on getting a signature from one
of the most famous players ever.


I hear the shower turn off and then it was silent. I hadn't noticed before
the shower began but I could hear wayne's breathing echo around the tiled
room. I heard the quiet slap of wet feet moving and around the corner came
mr Rooney. Totally naked.


I gasped slightly which caught his attention


"What the fuck"


I stammered but no words came


"who the fuck are you?" he asked now holding he wet shorts over his dick.


"I'm mark" was all I could say my face fixated on what the shorts had now
covered.


"ok but why the fuck are you here" he said walking towards me


"I was wondering if you could sign this" I held out my book still staring at
his shorts which had shifted slightly and now revealed pubic hair.


"do you wanna stare anymore?" he asked slightly quizzically more angrily.


"s,s,sorry what" I said trying to tear my eyes away from this man crotch
which invaded my personal space


"I asked if you were staring at my dick faggot"


The anger in his words made me actually stop staring for a moment during
which I looked up at his face and before I realized nodded slightly.


"jesus fucking christ why do they let people like you in here ?"


I didn't know what to say so I just sat there.


Then he dropped the shorts and I could see his dick in all its glory.
Hanging there soft and extending past the bottom of his balls.



"well for fuck sake don't just sit there bitch boy"


I didn't know what the fuck to do so I sat staring occasionally looking up
at his face which stared back.


I sat for a while more staring then I felt a hand on my arm, it was rough
and gripped tightly as he pulled my hand towards his dick. I wasn't in
control and was still slightly shocked. He placed my hand on his soft dick.
I gripped it and he removed his hand. I still wasn't thinking quite straight
but I knew what to do. I started rubbing.


I slid my hands up and down his soft cock and felt it straighten slightly as
I did. I doubled me speed and was rewarded with even more hardness.


I looked up at his face. He had is hands behind his head and was mumbling
something along the lines of

"fucking rights rub it whore" although I'm not entirely sure thats what it
was


I kept rubbing on his dick until it was as hard as it would have gotten. I
figured about 7 inches maybe a little more maybe a little less but either
way it was hard and in my hand.


He took a step forward still mumbling with the occasional moan and now his
dick was about 5 centI'meters from my face. It took me about 5 seconds to
work out what he wanted and who was I to deny hI'm of it ?


I placed my lips firmly on the semi exposed head of his dick. I could smell
the sweat that the shower had missed. The musky odour only found in a mans
groin. I widened my mouth and let my lips slip down his dick. He moaned a
little when I forced my tongue under his foreskin and ran it in circles
around his dick head. I slid back off now actively sucking on his tool and
licking it as I went.


I carried on with this action for a while until I start feeling his hips
move a little forcing more and more of his dick into my mouth everytI'me. It
wasn't long before it started to hit my throat and make me gag. I kept it
together for as long as I could then I had to pull off his dick.


"what the fuck you doing you little whore?"


"I thought I was gonna throw up"


"for fucks sake I was getting close"


"I cant have it in my throat anymore"


"well then I cant leave like this I'm going to have to fuck ya"


I was pretty shocked, I had googled it and knew the basic premise but I had
never done it or practiced before.


"come over here" he said grabbing my shoulder and dragging me across the
changing room towards a door. He entered a code of something on the number
pad and pulled it open. He pushed me in first then followed me.


We were now in a semi cupboard, semi changing room. There were some cones in
there and a chair along with a few footballs.


He pushed me down onto the chair so I was kneeling on it, I felt hI'm reach
under my shirt and rub my nipples.


"I will try sucking it again, you don't have to do this"


"to late I'm afraid mate. I'm ready for your arse"


There wasn't much else I could say, he had made up his mind. I was
incredibly horny and he was much stronger than me.


He undid my belt and I began to get nervous.


He pulled down my jeans and then my boxers so my arse was in his face.


"mm looks tight, you been fucked before?'


I shook me head and made a noise similar to no.


"sweet I love breaking them in"


He licked my arsehole, I felt his tongue pushing into it and licking all
around it, it felt amazing but then he stopped and I felt it.


Pushing up against my arse hole was his hot 7 inch cock and it wasn't
stopping. I felt it get through my outer ring then it felt like his was
tearing me apart


"fuck yeah" he said


"FUCK STOP PLEASE"


He slowed down and pulled out which shocked me


"you ready now?"


I nodded and felt it again. The red hot agony as he thrust into me and held
my by the waist .


I groaned as he pushed into me, it felt like he was beating my insides the
deeper he went.


He effortlessly lifted me up still Impaled by his solid dick that now felt
it was gonna burst through my stomach. He sat on the chair and sat me on top
of hI'm, I felt even more go in and let out a gasp.


I sat there for a moment and wondered what was going to happen...


"fucking ride it then bitch boy" he yelled yet in a hushed tone.


I started slowly sliding up it then back onto it. Each tI'me hurt a little
less and soon it was starting to feel good.


His rough hands held my waist guiding me as I rode hI'm ever faster.
Slapping my arse off his thighs I rammed myself down onto hI'm longing for
the full feeling I had resented just moments ago. I felt the ridges of hI'm
on my ring and it scintillated me. He started lifting his arse off the chair
trying to speed up my riding of his dick evermore.


He was groaning and making incoherent sounds then without warning his
grabbed me round the waist, stood up and I was suddenly slammed to the cold
tiled ground beneath me. He lay on top of me for a moment restricting my
breathing with his bulky figure. Then he pushed himself up on his arms and
started to thrust in and out of me.


It was like nothing I had ever felt. Every out stroke felt like it was
emptying me and ever in stroke felt like all the good feeling in the world
combined.


He continued to thrust in and out of me and it felt like he went deeper with
every push. Each tI'me he fell into me he pushed my own now exposed hard
dick upward against the now warm floor. I was as horny as I have ever been
as he fucked me senseless I had a cock in my arse and my dick was being
rubbed by a floor. It took me about 5 minutes to start feeling the feeling I
get when wanking which meant I would cum soon.


"ugh, I'm gonna, ugh, cum soon." I said between thrusts.



"same" was all he could get out between pants.


I felt my foreskin get forced back and now my still sensitive dick head was
on cold tiles. It was a whole new feeling which made my lift up in shock
just as Rooney thust down. I took his whole dick and felt his balls hit my
perineum before falling back down and grinding my dick into the ground.


Feeling overtook me like I have never felt before. Wayne continued to hammer
at my arse as I let out a long moan as I felt my cum run out of my like a
river


"ahughhhhhh" I moaned grinding into the floor. I felt a new pain in my arse
as I contracted around Wayne's dick that was still fucking me hard.


"ah fuck, you little fucker I'm gonna cum right in yer arse you pussy boy"


Then I got a pretty big surprise, with all his muscely force he landed a
spank straight on the arse he was fucking. I yelled out


"FUCKINGHELL" and a new wave of cumming over took me and I started firing
more streams of cum again.


"AGHH FUCK YOU" deafened me as I felt a hot spurt in my arse. Followed by
another thrust from wayne and 3 more ropes of cum assaulted my sore arse.



"TAKE IT YOU FUCKING BITCH PUSSY FAGGOT"


I felt another few shots of cum hit my arse followed by a short trickle then
he collapsed on top of me.


I felt hI'm breathing as he lay atop me, I was breathing hard and in unison
with hI'm


"that was fucking awesome faggot, you'd better stick around I'm horny alot"
he whispered in my ear


I wasn't sure what he meant but I agreed


"anytime you need me"






A few minutes passed as we slowed our breathing and then I felt hI'm stand
and his dick slid out of me.


He opened the door and walked out. I saw hI'm putting on a tracksuit as I
lay there.



Slowly I stood up and started pulling up my boxers and my jeans after wiping
my cum away with a sweaty towel that was next to me.



"here" he said with the same gruffness as when he had first seen me.


He threw a notebook and pen at me.


"put ya number in here incase I ever need you again. And if you tell anyone
about this I will get you sued for all you have"


I wrote my mobile number in the book and handed it back to hI'm


"I'm not telling anyone..."


"good you little bitch, now fuck off."


I ran out of the changing room and when I was out of the warm steamy
atmosphere it began to sink in.


I had just been fucked by wayne Rooney. And it might happen again.


I found a mirror. Got rid of the sweat and fixed my hair then set off to
wait in the car for my mother.



2 weeks later I got a call.




The end




So this is my first wayne Rooney story but I enjoyed it so I will probably
write more. Email me sstoriesnifty@gmail.com if you want me to include
anything in particular in the next chapter or just to say hi.


Sx