Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2024 14:00:00 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Soccer Marvel Ch.2

Here is chapter 2 of my new story, but please remember that it costs money
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Soccer Marvel

Chapter 2

That afternoon there were sixteen transfer requests on the manager's
desk. Marcel was staggered, the boss even more so.

"Why, Marcel?"

"Apparently Chris Hartford started it, he was Luke's closest friend on the
squad. As I understand it, as soon as Luke left, Chris went to the office
and wrote out his transfer request. He went back to the changing room where
the others were all still talking and told them.

`I've put in a transfer request and I'm going sick until I leave the club.'

The whole of the first team and subs went and did the same. I think we
might be a little thin on the ground at training tomorrow if they are
serious."

The boss thought it was all bravado.

"I'll sue the lot of them for breach of contract."

Marcel said nothing, he thought that would open a can of worms so big it
would sink the club. Discrimination, human rights issues, a good attorney
would tie the club up in litigation for years.

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Luke drove Hudy home and waited for his dad.

The three of them sat at the breakfast bar and talked.

"You are serious about this Luke?"

"Yes Dad, I hope Hudy and I have a future, but even if we don't I'm not
going to cover my sexuality. You were pretty cheeky with my settlement so
I'm going to be good whatever happens. I'll try for UCL so that I can live
with Hudy in his flat if he wants me."

Hudy grinned, "Are you kidding, I'm going to keep you as my good luck
charm. My agent called me this morning and told me bookings for me have
gone through the roof. Everyone wants Luke Cross's boyfriend to model for
them."

Luke grinned as well.

"That covers what I study at uni then. Celebrity management."

"Seriously Son."

"Sports management or finance, Dad, not sure yet. I'll need to talk to
admissions at UCL and possibly London School of Economics."

"Ok, I'll get your money sorted to give you an income. I would stick with
this pile for now. If nothing else it will be a good investment."

When Mr. Cross was ready to leave they all walked to the front door and
almost collapsed with shock. There were dozens of press and TV vans
surrounding the main gate of the house. Luke looked resigned.

"We might as well face them as a single entity and get it out of the way."

The first question was to be expected.

"We have heard that Bedfont have released you from your contract Luke, is
that true?"

"Yes, I am giving up football to go to university."

"Is that because of the disclosure that you are gay?"

"Of course it is. There aren't any gay football players are there?"

"Mr. Suhanoko, what is your take on this?"

"I am very sorry that your homophobic nation should reject a talent like
Luke. He is a wonderful person and it makes me sad that he is giving up so
much for me."

"What about you, Mr. Cross?"

"I am disgusted that Bedfont's chief executive was such a total coward. It
took him less than an hour after he saw the paper to make his decision to
get rid of my son. I am sure there are plenty of clubs that will jump at
the chance to sign him, but Luke has decided he wants to be able to
progress his relationship with Hudy out of the public eye. I fully support
him but feel saddened that such a wonderful boy with incredible talent has
to take this path."

Mr. Cross felt that was more than enough so he took the two boys back
inside before driving away.

"We may have to hole up here until your next shoot, Lover, and then we'll
try to sneak out and go to London. I'll put the Lamborghini away and when
we get to London I'll buy a little car that is totally inconspicuous."

Wednesday night late they slid into Hudy's flat. The love in was as
wonderful as all the others had been.

"Will you come to my shoot tomorrow, Luke?"

Luke grinned, "Oh yes, I'd love to."

It looked as though they were going to be left alone. The remainder of the
week was quiet for them. Luke talked to the two London universities to see
if they would take him at the beginning of the next academic year and Hudy
was busy with his modelling. The change happened on Saturday when Bedfont
played their premier league game fielding a reserve team. Not one first
team player turned out. The excuse was that they had all caught a tummy
bug. No one believed that and Chris Hartford put the boot in.

At a press conference he told it the way it was.

"I will not play for a club that can so callously sack its best player
because they are too cowardly to back a gay man. Luke Cross is a phenomenon
as a player and as a person he is someone I will call friend for as long as
he wants that friendship. I have asked for a transfer as soon as one can be
arranged. My agent is looking abroad as well because if no other club here
wants Luke I don't think I want to play for them either."

The Sunday papers almost unanimously wanted to see Luke run out in an
England shirt in the future so the pressure was then on for an English club
to ask him to return.

The pressure on Bedfont and other top clubs built over the week and
culminated in Marcel resigning as manager. No first team members played the
next weekend and on the Saturday evening the chief executive issued a
resignation statement. On the Monday morning Mr. Cross fielded offers from
ten of the premier league clubs and an undisclosed number of foreign clubs.

Bedfont's new chief executive persuaded Marcel to return as manager and
told him his priority was to sign Luke Cross to a new contract.

Luke had liked Bedfont, and he got on well with his team mates. He told his
father that and Mr. Cross entered discussions with the club.

"My son will forgo a signing on fee in light of the money he was paid to
tear up his old contract, but if you want him back the salary will be
£250,000 per week with all his other clauses included in the new
contract, oh, and a new clause guaranteeing his wages for the duration of
his contract if the club decide to ask him to resign again."

That was a hard deal to sell to the board, but they eventually went for it
to save the remainder of their first team players and the clubs
championship chances.

Luke and Hudy had the most outrageous celebration the night the contract
was signed

"I love you Hudy and tonight I'm going to lick champagne out of your belly
button while I make love to you."

Quite a lot of that champagne ended up on the sheets, but plenty was
swapped between mouths during an incredible lovemaking session.

Two very happy young men slid into a contented sleep almost glued together
with cum. Too exhausted to even consider getting up to clean up.

The next morning was hysterical. They decided that they were both
disgusting and couldn't touch each other. That lasted until they had
cleaned themselves up. Luke then went down on Hudy bringing him to a very
quick orgasm.

"I know I am never going to grow tired of sucking that beautiful love
stick."

For the first time in their relationship Hudy cried.

"I am so happy Luke, and I love you so much."

Hudy was working almost every day now and to make living together work,
Luke had a helipad constructed in the grounds of the Wirral house with a
windsock and a hand held radio tuned to a private frequency. Mr. Hanks went
off to do a radio course with the Civil Aviation Authority so that he could
use the radio to talk to helicopters and a contract was signed whereby Hudy
would be taken to and from work by helicopter where possible. The expense
was a tax right off so neither boy worried about it. The result was that
there were few nights they weren't together.

Luke took a load of grief from away fans and in an after match interview
where he had scored a hat trick he told the interviewer that verbal abuse
over his sexuality just spurred him on to punish the opposing team for the
fans behaviour. The verbal abuse tailed off and with his inclusion in the
national side almost disappeared. By the end of the second season where
Bedfont had once again won the league, Luke was able to go out with Hudy
without being verbally abused. Their lives together became almost idyllic.

Luke had never been as happy as he was now. Hudy proved to be an amazing
lover bringing variety and passion to the relationship. The only cloud on
the horizon was a minor one. Luke had never been penetrated and he was
curious, but Hudy resisted, he really was a total bottom.

The act was taken out of their hands a few months later. Despite urging
from his father, Luke wouldn't have a minder, so he and Hudy took up their
social life like any other gay couple. With so many premier league clubs in
London and the south, away matches to those cities were frequent and Luke
stayed over in Hudy's flat after each one. They had kept it even though he
lived with Luke most of the time. One Saturday night walking back to the
flat from a night club they were accosted by a small gang of boys.

"You're Luke Cross, aren't you?"

Luke said, "Yes, so what do you want?"

The boy who was obviously the leader stood, arms folded across his chest
and a huge grin on his face.

"We want you to come back to our place and sign our autograph books."

Luke was sure that wasn't true but he decided to play along.

"I've got a better idea. Come back to our flat and I'll give each of you
autographed publicity photos."

He was amazed when it was agreed. They walked the last couple of blocks to
Hudy's flat and Luke got them past the concierge by telling him the boys
were just coming up with them to collect autographed photos. There were
four boys and in the light of the entrance hall Luke could make them out
easier. The leader was black, a little taller and broader than Luke, the
other black boy was smaller and slim, like Hudy. The two white boys looked
like school boys, well, maybe a little older but good looking guys and Luke
was unhappy with them, they were quite sexy. All four were, he guessed,
older than him, but not by much. He guessed that he and Hudy could have
fought to get away, but that could result in either or both of them being
damaged and unable to do their jobs, better to see what was going to
happen.

Once inside the flat, one of the white boys pulled a knife and holding Hudy
with one arm he held the knife to his throat and the leader spoke.

"Do exactly as you're told and we will leave here with you both in one
piece when we have had our fun. Make a fuss and Tommy will start applying
his art, carving."

Luke nodded. "Ok, what do you want?"

"First, Luke, I want you to take off all your clothes. Don't fuck me about,
just do it."

Luke did, there was no point in doing anything else.

Stood naked in the middle of the lounge, Luke blushed as the boys all
walked round him.

"Good, now stand with your legs well spread and your hands behind your
head. Whatever happens now you don't move unless told to do so, when you
are told to move you do it straight away, no questions."

The smaller black boy moved in and started stroking Luke, not taking very
long to reach the groin area. A little stimulation and Luke sported his
very erect six inch love stick.

"Very pretty Luke, I bet your boyfriend loves to feel that fucking his cute
butt. In fact, let's see the boyfriend's butt. Why don't you undress him,
Jake?"

Another of the white boys moved in and undressed Hudy while Tommy kept the
knife close to his throat. Naked and teased to an erection, Hudy looked
edible and Jake said so.

"I want to ream out that cute butt before we leave here tonight, El."

Luke couldn't allow that.

"If you do anything to him, I promise I will use as much money as I have to
find you and bring you to justice."

The venom in that comment made them all look. El recovered the fastest.

"And if we fuck your butt what are your future plans?"

"I will give the police a description of you all and leave it to them to
bring you to justice, but I won't waste any of my money on you."

"We could just have our sex and then kill you."

"You could, but I don't doubt that forensics would find enough to catch you
however carefully you clean up before leaving, and you'll get a lot longer
for murder than you will for rape.

El thought that Luke was probably correct so he came up with another idea.

"Ok, guys, we'll each ream out our football hero, but not until he has
fucked his boyfriend."

Luke didn't want to do this, but wasn't this the lesser of two evils? He
would be gentle with Hudy so that they would both be embarrassed, but no
damage done to his lover.

"I'll do it, but only on my terms and in our bedroom."

That appeared to be good enough and they all retired to the bedroom where
Luke took Hudy to bed, opened him up gently and using plenty of lubricant
fucked him to orgasm. The boys were disappointed because Luke kept Hudy's
legs down so that his entry and locomotion afterwards were partly
obscured. El was the most pissed off.

"Very clever, smart arse. I might just make you do that again with me
choreographing it so that we see what we want."

Luke thought about this and decided that whatever happened he was going to
be raped several times. Perhaps he could make this less painful and
humiliating by making a suggestion to please these four men.

"Look El, I'll make a deal with you. You can just gang rape me and that
won't be much better than a hand job in the thrills department. You can
make both of us give you blowjobs with the same result, or, you can leave
Hudy alone and I can make your orgasms as good as anything you have ever
had before."

Although Luke had never been penetrated he knew from Hudy's actions that he
could work his gluts to send these guys round the planets when they fucked
him, and he was, of course, a very adequate cocksucker having always done
his best with Hudy.

The guys talked among themselves before El replied to that.

"We will go along with that but we want one addition. We want to be able to
play with your boyfriend even if we don't fuck him."

Hudy jumped in then, "I don't mind Luke, as long as they don't hurt you."

Luke hated the idea of anyone else touching his lover but he thought this
would not be too bad, Hudy might even enjoy it, so, he nodded his consent.

"Oh, please, El, let me fuck the little one."

That was Lamont, the other black guy. El wanted to let him because he knew
Lamont was gay and would love to feed his love stick into this Asian boy.

"No, but I'll think of something else to please you."

Lamont accepted that knowing that El would probably go back on his word at
the end and let him fuck the little one.

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