From: Peter Anderson Subject: Football Crazy Date: Sat, 15 Mar 1997 11:26:44 -0800 Organization: Cable Internet This story contains explicit descriptions of gay sex If this offends you, I am relying on your intelligence and common-sense to stop reading this story now. Football Crazy Andy loved watching the local amateur side playing on the council pitches near his house. The Macbeth Rovers very often played with as much excitement and passion as the big money professional sides, even if the skill was more often lacking. However for Andy it wasn't the passing, dribbling and scoring that attracted him to stand on the touchline in all weathers every second week, but the sight of those young, firm bodies running around, leg muscles straining and flexing. Andy's favourite player was Mikey, a big skinhead who played in defence with a lethal unstoppability that often landed his opponents in the casualty department. He was six and a half feet of gorgeous, smooth muscle. One very muddy March afternoon things went a little wrong for Mikey. He tried to stop the ball getting past him as the other side's star striker bore down on the penalty box, but a slight, last minute change of direction caused him to catch Mikey right on his thigh, and sent the players sprawling all over each other in the mud. A sudden scream of pain from Mikey clearly meant it was the end of the game for him. Being an amateur side they only had a bloke with a sponge and a first aid kit in case anything went wrong. Mikey clearly needed a lot of support to get to the changing rooms and there'd never be a better chance to get as close to him again, so Andy rushed onto the pitch and helped the coach get Mikey to his feet. Clearly the bones weren't broken, but the leg was still too sore to put weight on. They got Mikey into the changing room and the coach examined the damage. "Well, you've left plenty of others in a much worse state," he said. "It looks like it can wait for now, so get changed and I'll have a look later." Then he returned to the game outside. "Will you be okay on your own?" Andy asked. "No, not really. I know it's asking a lot, but could you help me get stripped and into the bath?" Andy tried to stay calm and prevent his hands from shaking. Though it was like his favourite wank-fantasy coming true, he daren't let Mikey know. Still, he savoured the thrill of sliding the long socks down his thick calves. Then Mikey raised his arse to let Andy pull off his shorts and pants. As he uncovered Mikey's crotch he took a good, long look at the thick tube of flesh curled up against Mikey' huge ball-sack, so he could retrieve the image later in the privacy of his bedroom. Andy stood up and helped Mikey to his feet, this time having to take the man's full weight himself. It was a burden Andy would gladly carry, with his arm wrapped around Mikey's waist. They staggered into the tiled room in the centre of which was the communal bathtub, already filled with steaming hot water. The bath was designed to take able-bodied men, making it awkward to get Mikey in. As Andy was lowering Mikey into the water he lost his balance and both men tipped into the bath. When Mikey had stopped laughing he said, "Well, you getting out of those clothes? We'll get a change for you later." Andy took his clothes off underwater, but the water did little to hide how excited he was. He looked across to Mikey to see his reaction, expecting the worst. Instead Mikey smiled, then said, "I'd love to get my lips around that." Andy didn't hesitate. He crouched over Mikey and stroked the length across his face, while Mikey covered it in kisses. Mikey opened his mouth wide and took half of Andy's seven inches into his mouth. Andy held Mikey's head and slowly worked his cock in and out of the stud's mouth. Mikey stroked his hands across Andy's buttocks and worked a couple of fingers down between his arse-cheeks. He teased Andy's tight ring of muscle for a while and, just as Andy could feel the sensation of pressure building in his groin, Mikey shoved his finger right up inside. Andy's orgasm was so intense his ears popped, but Mikey never let go until he'd swallowed every drop of Andy's spunk. Andy and Mikey cuddled and kissed, Andy getting a taste of his own juice from Mikey' lips. Mikey's cock was thick and stiff, squeezed between their bodies. "I want you inside me now," said Andy. He slipped his hands around the thick flesh and guided it to the entrance. He lowered himself, savouring the feel as Mikey's knob pushed into his guts. The cock was bigger than anything he'd ever been fucked with before, and he wondered if he could take it. Then Mikey grabbed him around the waist and rammed his cock all the way home. Andy waited until his guts had gotten used to their new occupant, then slowly rode Mikey's cock. Mikey kissed his pecs and chewed on each of his nipples, giving Andy lessons on the sexual power of pain. Soon their passion built to a peak and Andy felt his guts flooding with Mikey's hot spunk. He stroked his own cock and shot another load all over both of their chests and faces. Both men got cleaned and dried up before the match finished, though the other players wondered what had happened to Andy's clothes. If you liked this story drop me a line. Also, if anyone with pictures of footballers (SOCCER only) in and out of their kit I'd love to see them.