Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2005 17:55:56 EDT
From: BurgyHill@aol.com
Subject: best job in the world part 8

Disclaimer - The sexuality of any person mentioned in
this story should be assumed to be gay.

    Wayne's car sped through the streets away from the
ground. A few supporters who were taking their time
leaving the ground tried looking in. I felt like waving
to them as we drove past.

    He drove his car onto the A56 and down towards the
motorway. Soon we were speeding along at 90 m.p.h. I
reached out and stroked his leg.

    "Can't you wait", he smirked.

    "I'm really horny", I replied.

    "Me too sexy boy", he said as he again winked at me.

    "Don't do that or I will be cuming without even
touching my cock", I said as I stretched my leg.

    "You'd better not", he responded, "I want all the cum
you can shoot tonight".

    I wondered where he was taking me. Suddenly I shot
forward as he sharply applied the brakes.

   I looked over at him. There was no vehicle directly in
front of us.

   "Sorry", he giggled, "I was dreaming about you. I
almost forgot about that camera there".

    We were travelling through road works and there were
several speed cameras dotted around.

    "Won't be long now babes", he said as we left the
motorway.

   Surely we can't be going to a hotel I thought. He must
know somewhere private where we can be alone together.
Unless there was another footballer who wanted me. How
many could there be. Then my thoughts flashed back to
Christano maybe he was part of Wayne's plans.

    We sped along then off the main road along some
country lane. After another turn and about another « a
mile we pulled up to some gates which opened
automatically as the car pulled onto a driveway of
cobbled stone.

    There were a couple of other cars outside the house.
Which must have about 5 or 6 bedrooms looking at it from
the outside.

    "Come on", Wayne said nodding towards the door.

    "Don't I get a kiss", I said as I smiled seductively.

    "Not out here", he said, "You never know whose
watching".

    I looked round you could not see the road from here
and there were no houses near enough. I thought I could
see a couple of lights in the distance from a house but
it was some way off.

    As we walked up to the door. Wayne put his finger
against his lips in a signal for me to be quiet. He took
a key from his pocket and opened the door. We were in a
small reception area with several doors leading off it.
He lifted his hand to his mouth and made as though he was
drinking from a glass and pointed at a door. He started
walking towards it and I followed him.

   We walked through the door. It led into the kitchen.
He closed it behind us. He looked into my eyes and
wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in for a
kiss. I leaned back against the door and closed my eyes
as our lips met. He kissed me passionately. He took one
arm from around my neck and rubbed through my trackie
bottoms. My already hard cock responding to his touch by
stiffening even more. He was really rubbing my cock
through my trackies if he kept it up he would have me
creaming before long. He broke the kiss and when I opened
my eyes he was stood their looking into my eyes.

    "You're the fittest boy I have ever seen. I can't
believe how lucky I am", Wayne said quietly.

   "Bet that's what you say to all of them", I replied.

   "Look at that", he said, as he pointed towards the
tent in his pants. I made to grab it but he held me off
and walked towards the fridge. He took a large jug of
fresh orange out and poured a glass. He handed it to me.
I took a large gulp. He poured himself a glass as we
stood there staring into each others eyes like a couple
of school kids.

    The kitchen door abruptly opened. I stood back with a
jump and looked towards it.

    "Whose this", she said. It was his girlfriend. I
recognised her from earlier.

   He just stood there and shrugged his shoulders with an
inane smile on his face.

   "Not here. You promised", she said angrily.

    "Well where are we suppose to go. This is my house",
he hit back. The smile gone from his face.

    "I could ruin you", she said, pointing her finger at
his face as she walked towards him.

    I stood back as she walked past me as though I was
not there.

    "You don't say that when you are spending my money.
Bitch", he looked right in her face.

    "What if I fancy a bloke tonight", she said.

    "Then get one. Only don't bring him back here and
make sure no one follows you", he said as he took control
of the argument.

    "What's he doing here then", she asked as she looked
at me for this first time.

    "The butler", she half-laughed as she answered her
own question, looking me up and down.

    "No", he said calmly, "He's my cousin"

   "Oh yeah", she said mockingly, "You've got a very big
family".

   "Tough", he said, before adding, "If you don't mind we
would like to go to bed now".

   She stared at it, before lashing out and knocking the
now empty glass out of his hand. It bounced on the floor
without breaking.

    "You bastard", she said to him before turning and
marching towards the door.

    "Make the most of it", she said to me without looking
back, "You won't last long".

    She left the room I heard another door slam before we
were alone.

    I looked at him, "Do you want me to go", I asked.

   "Don't you want to come to bed with me then", he
looked at me surprised, "Don't worry about her, she'll
get over it, she knows the score".

   He picked the glass up and put it on the counter. He
took me by the hand.

    "Come on", he said, as he led me out of the room and
up the stairs.

    We half walked half ran up the stairs and into his
bedroom.

    "Last one out of his clothes is a sissy", he said as
he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it onto the
floor.

    He started to pull his trackie bottoms down.

    I said, "No. Wait. Can I", grabbing a hold of them to
keep them up.

    He stood back and stretched his arms out. I held his
bare chest and rubbed my cheek over it. I stuck my tongue
out and licked over his pecs and stomach. I knelt down
and taking hold of his trackies I yanked them down. He
had a nice white pair of Calvin's on underneath. I pulled
them down too. His hard cock bounced up and hit his
chest. I rubbed my face over his cock and licked round
his balls. I took one into my mouth and sucked onto it
gently. Instinctively he put his hands on the back of my
head and pulled my face tightly into his crotch. His hard
cock was rubbing all over my face as I licked all over
his balls. My eyes were closed tightly as my tongue
worked it's magic over his crotch. He was moaning away in
a sign that he was enjoying it as much as I was.

    "Let's get on the bed before I cum right here", he
said as he half heartedly tries to pull me head from his
crotch.

    Reluctantly I stand up and he kick his trainers off
and wriggles his pants and undies down.

    "You're looking a little bit over dressed", he laughs
as he jumps onto the bed.

    In a flash I am out of my clothes and a join him as
we wrap ourselves around each other.

    "What do you want to do", I ask

    "There's no rush. We've got all night. You don't have
to go do you", he says raising his eyebrows.

    "I want to wake up with you", I say rubbing my hand
over his cock.

    "Let's sixty nine first", he said, "I want to taste
your spunk".

    He swivelled round and felt his tongue on my balls. I
reciprocated by doing the same to him. I was looking
forward to having a long slow sucking session so I did
not want go to fast. He licked up the full and length of
my shaft and swirled his tongue around the head of my
cock. Slowly he began to move his mouth up and down the
length of my shaft taking more and more in as he worked
his way up. I was absolutely loving what he was doing to
me and I think he was enjoying me doing it back to him.

    We must have kept it up for about half and hour just
slowly moving our mouths up and down each others cock
taking care not to the bring the other one off. When you
felt the pressure was mounting we eased off, slowing
down, not allowing the other one to shoot his cream. In
the end though it just got too much for me. I started
moving my mouth faster and faster along his organ. I
think he realised that I needed to cum and he probably
needed too.

    I think it was me who shot first although it could
have been him. His mouth was moving fast along my cock
when I felt my first blast shoot into his mouth. This
just caused him to suck even harder as he held on to my
cock with my lips trying to take every drop. I felt his
cum hit me in my mouth I tried hard to take it all but I
was losing the battle. I felt a few drops of his cum
dribble out of mouth. I licked my lips with my tongue
trying to gather what remained. We lay there for a few
seconds head to toe just panting while we both recovered
our composure.

    "Ahhhh", he lay back, letting out a contended sigh.

    He jumped up and joined me at the top of the bed and
cuddled up to me, rubbing his hands all over me. I just
lay there enjoying the moment.

    "That was bril", he eventually said, "That's the best
sixty nine I have ever had".

    "We could try it again, sometime", I said trying not
to sound desperate.

    "After I have fucked that gorgeous bum of yours", he
said as he put his hand underneath me.

    I turned to my side towards him and he reached round
and stroked my arse with his hand. He pulled me on top of
him and we started to kiss. His tongue fighting with my
as our bodies entwined.

    "Stop rubbing your cock against mine", he said, "Or
you will be having me spunking again".

    "I don't mind you can shoot you load over me any time
you want", I said.

    I started grinding my crotch into his as I felt his
cock begin to harden again.

    "Hey", he said, making a feeble attempt to push me
off.

    "Slow down babes", he said, "We have got all night
haven't we".

    "You want a beer", he said, as he got off the bed his
cock sticking out in front of him.

    "Yes please", I said, all that cock sucking and the
taste of his spunk had made my mouth a little dry.

    Wayne walked towards a side door into a sort of
wardrobe. I could see a en-suite bathroom beyond it. He
bent down and went under a counter. His arse stuck out
towards me. I didn't know whether he was giving me a show
on purpose but it had a fine effect on my cock. I lay
there watching him my hand absent-mindedly playing with
my cock. He produce two small bottles of beer from what I
presume was a mini fridge. He opened them with a bottle
opener from the counter and took a small sip from one of
them. He handed me the other one.

   I took a large gulp from it as I sat up on the bed.
They were only small and I must have drunk half of it.

    "Hey. Not so fast", he protested, "That's not how to
drink it. Lie back".

    I lay back on the bed.

    "Close your eyes", he said.

    After I had closed them I felt him get back on the
bed. I wondered what he was going to do. I felt something
cold on my balls. Then he licked them. I looked down at
him. He smiled back.

    He poured a little more beer on my cock and licked it
off.

    "That's the way to drink it", he said with a wicked
look on his face.

    "Let me do it you", I gasped.

   "I'm finishing mine first", he said.

    After another four or five splashes of beer he had
almost finished my bottle my cock was throbbing with the
effect of the cold beer and the magic of his tongue. He
poured the last few drops of beer from his bottle
straight into his mouth and discarded it under the bed.

    "Your turn", he grinned.

    He lay back and I moved down the bed and knelt
between his legs as I copied what he had just done to me.

    I poured some over his balls and licked it off. I
then poured a little over his shaft and licked that. I
still head a small amount left in the glass. I took his
cock into my mouth.

   "Woah", he said, "Lick my balls. My cock's almost
ready to give that tight arse of yours a good shafting".

    With that I poured the last few drops onto his balls
and licked the remains of the beer off.

   "Right turn over", he said, "And let me give that
arsehole a good rimming. Get it ready for my big fat
cock."

    I turned over onto my stomach and buried my head into
his pillow. I opened my legs wide and I could feel his
breathe near my arse as he bent down over my bum. He
stuck his tongue around my hole. I squeezed myself as I
enjoyed the sensation.

    "Oh that's amazing", I moaned as his tongue probed
me.

    "Got to get it nice and wet for my prick", he said.

    He continued to give my arse a good rimming for
another couple of minutes.

    "Do you think you are ready for my cock now, big
boy", he purred.

    "Go on", I said, "Give me a good fucking".

    He reached into the bedside cabinet and pulled out a
condom before rolling down his cock. I turned over to
watch him as he pulled it down his throbbing dick.

    "Come on", he said as he slowly wanked his cock, "Let
me fuck that arse".

    I flipped over and assumed the position. I felt his
knob head slightly push on my arse hole. Before little by
little he pushed it all the way in. he hesitated for a
few seconds I could feel his pubes brushing against my
bum. He took hold of my hips and gently started rocking
in and out of my arse.

   "Oh yes", he moaned", "Fucking your cute tight arse".

    He started picking up speed as his cock moved more
rapidly in and out of my arse. He was moaning and
groaning. I wished I could see his face. I felt like
suggesting we swap positions. So I could look at him. He
reached round and took hold of my hard prick and started
wanking it.

    His breathing was becoming heavier and knew he would
not be long before he reached that point of no return. He
was struggling to keep balance as he fucked and tossed
me.

    "Fucking hell", he screamed out.

    "Ahhh ahhh ahhh", he shouted.

    His was now wanking me furiously it would only be a
matter of seconds before I shot my load. I had my head
buried in his pillow as I gritted my teeth.

    "Spunking up your fucking bum", he yelled.

    I felt his cock throb in my arse. My own load was
beginning to rise up my shaft as his hand moved up and
down my shaft. He collapsed onto my back just as my load
shot out all over my chest and onto his bed sheets.

   He lay there panting his cock still half in my bum as
it softened. I was struggling to gather my composure. I
so much wanted to wrap my arms round him and kiss him.

    "That was the best fuck of my life", he panted as he
tenderly kissed my back.

    He rolled off my back and enclosed himself round me
as we lay there in a long loving kiss.

    We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I
know I saw the sunlight pouring in through the window. It
was morning.

    I looked over him as he gently slept. He looked so
beautiful lying there asleep and naked next to me. I
reached down and started to play with his cock and balls.
He began to stir.

   He smiled up at me and I kissed him softly on the
lips.

    "You alright handsome", I said.

    "Fine", he replied, "All the better for waking up
next to you".

    "You've got a hardon", he said as he looked down at
my dick. He reached out and took hold of it.

    He started wanking me off. I reached down and took
hold of his cock and began to return the favour. I closed
my eyes not sure what felt best. His hand on my cock or
mine on his.

    "Shall we do this in the shower", he chuckled.

    "Yes", I nodded.

    He took me by the hand and led me into the en-suite
shower room. The shower was the biggest I had ever seen.
Easily enough room for two people.

    We climbed in and he turned the water on. The warm
water splashed our bodies as we hugged and kissed under
it. Our cock were hardening and we rubbed them against
each other. He took my cock in his hand and started
pulling on it. I stood back for a few seconds before I
took hold of his. We were tossing each other off really
frantically and it wasn't long before we shooting our
loads all over each other.

    We cleaned each other up with some gel and helped
each other dry.

    We walked back into the bedroom and lay on the bed as
we closed our eyes and kissed once more.

    "I could shag you all day", I said.

    "Me too, lover boy", he replied, "Unfortunately I
have things to do".

    A few minutes later we decided we had better get
dressed or we really would be there all day. We left the
house. There was no sign of his girlfriend which I was
thankful for.

    He drove me to within 500 yards of my house and we
agreed we would have to have a replay real soon. I
refrained from kissing him but a gave his leg a quick
squeeze as we said out goodbyes.

   I cheerfully walked home. Both my parents would have
left for work so I could have a lie down on my bed and
remember last night's events. I took my key out and
opened the door.

    "And where have you been all night", my mother said
crossly.

   "Out at my mate's", I answered back.

   "Well you could have let us know", she said wagging
her finger.

   "I'm 19. I'm a big boy. I can look after myself", I
said, trying to calm her.

   "Well it's not on. Your father will speak to you
tonight", she said.

    "I'm late for work now. So I will have to get going",
she added as she slammed the door.

    I hung around the house for a couple of hours before
I decided to nip into the town to get some cash and to
have a look around.

    I caught the 82 bus into Oldham. After taking some
money from the cash machine. I walked round the high
street. It was a fairly warm day and there were a few fit
lads out with their mates or girlfriends. There was
nothing really I wanted to buy so after looking round for
a while. I went into McDonalds for a burger and fries.

    I went upstairs to take a seat near the window. They
were all taken so I took another one near the stairs. I
had started eating when I glanced round the room and saw
the two lads who I had met on my last visit. They were
sat at a table. It was obvious they recognised me because
they were looking over and laughing. I tried to ignore
them and continued to eat my meal.

    I had almost finished my meal when I looked over and
saw that there was only one of them left at the table. He
was looking at me intently. I smiled. He turned his head
away.

    I kept my eyes on him as I finished off. He looked
over but when he saw me looking he turned away. I slowly
got up as walked down the stairs I glanced over my
shoulder he was still sat there.

    I left the restaurant and walked up the side of the
market. I glanced over my shoulder and he was there about
50 yards behind me. I carried on walking for a while and
then bent down to pretend to tie my laces. As I got up he
was stood 10 yards away looking at his phone as though
reading a message. I walked back to him.

    "You following me", I said.

    "No I'm not", he snapped back, defensively.

    "Do you want something", I continued.

    "No", he said.

    "I'm going up this way", I said, "You coming".

    Without answering he walked along with me.

    About 20 seconds later he said, "Are you gay?"

    "What If I'am", I said.

    "Nothing", he replied

    he still had his phone in his hand as he nervously
played with it. As we reached a backing that led round to
the bus station. I pulled him down it. We walked about
half way down when I put a hand on his shoulder.

    "Stop", I said.

    "Why", he responded.

    "Why you want to know if I am gay", I question him.

    "Just asking", he says looking away.

    I reach out and rub his crotch through his trackie
bottoms.

    "Don't", he says,"Someone might see"

    "Like who", I say, looking around at the deserted
passageway.

    "You want to come back to my house", I invite.

    "There's no one in", I add

    "Can't I'm meeting my mate in a bit", he tells me.

    I reach out and this time push my hand inside his
trackie feeling his semi hard cock.

    He lets out a sigh.

    "Come on", I say as I take my hand out.

    "I've never", he stammers.

     I take hold oh his hand and bring it towards my
cock. I let him feel it through my trackies.

    "I've got to go", he says as he half turns to walk
away.

    "Give me your number and I will call you", he says.

    We exchange numbers. He tells me his name is Ian and
he 17.

    I resolve to giving him a few days to call me before
I try to make contact.

    I catch the bus home and go up to my room and have a
really good wank thinking about what I would like to do
to him and his mate.

   My father gave a right bollocking about
responsibilities that evening. I thought about phoning
one of my mates to see if they fancied a pint but as it
was Thursday they would probably not be out.

    I did get as a text from Pete inviting me out with
the lads for Friday night. I told him I would let him
know.

    I just watched a bit of telly that evening and played
a few games on my computer. I went to bed about midnight.

    The next morning I waited until my parents had left
for work before I got up. I was starving so I made myself
some toast.

    I didn't really know what to do so I did nothing.

    About 11.30 I received a message on my phone. I read
it. I couldn't believe Christano Ronaldo was actually
texting me.

    I called him back right away.

    "I really need to see you", he said.

    "Sure", I replied, "Anytime".

    "Only I've nowhere to go. You can't come to mine. I
share with others there's no way they can find out.", he
says almost begging.

    I think for a second, "You could come round to my
house. My parents are out til about 4", I say.

    "It's a bit risky", he says, "But I'm no horny. I
been wanking thinking about the other night".

   My already hard cock shot up to it's stiffest ever
when he said he had had a wank over me.

    "Fuck it", he says, "I'm coming round".

    I give him my address. He is not sure where it is but
he has satellite navigation in his car so he thinks he
will make it.

    I have another shower despite the fact that it is
only an hour since my last one. I go upstairs and put a
new pair of boxers and some white shorts. I lay on my bed
trying hard not to touch my dick which is making a
massive tent.

   He seems to take ages and I begin to think maybe he
has changed his mind.

    I put on a c.d. to help pass the time.

    I had almost given up on him when the door bell
rings.
   I adjust my shorts so the top of my pubes are showing
and I run down the stairs to answer the door.

To Be Continued