Date: Sun, 9 Feb 2020 12:44:55 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: Premier League Football -- Chelsea Training

Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Happy reading.

Premier League Football -- Chelsea Training

After 14 years with the club including two years away on loan at Vitesse
and the Derby, today was the day Mason would train with the Chelsea
first-team as a first-team player...his dream had finally come true.

The 20-year-old squinted at the clock, it was 5:30am, fuck me, what an
awful time to be awake he thought to himself. Mason threw the covers aside
and walked to the bathroom, turning on the shower the water gushed
cascading down; he jumped in and lathered up the soap. The hot water
bouncing off his slender frame Mason caressed his body thinking about the
day ahead of him. What are the lads like? How much harder will it be
training with the first team? How will Frank treat him? What are the lads
like??? He felt the excitement pumping through his veins. No time for a
wank now Mason, he thought to himself, gotta be on top form today.

Sparkling clean he jumped out of the shower, the light reflected a sheen of
water which glistened off his smooth skin. Drying himself off Mason's hand
lingered around his crotch enjoying the touch of cotton on his modestly
hairy balls and uncut 7-inch cock. He got dressed pulling on his black Nike
tracksuit, a pair of slim fleece joggers and a nice warm hoodie then gave
his girlfriend a peck on the cheek as she slept. Setting off for Cobham,
Mason started his Mercedes AMG and crept out of the drive on to the quiet
London roads.

Mason arrived at the training ground in Surrey, his heart hammering with
excitement. He pulled into a parking space and sat there for a moment, Ok
Mase...compose yourself he thought. Jumping out of his car, Mason grabbed
his things and locked up, he turned to walk towards the building, when out
of nowhere, CRASH! He was knocked off balance onto his Merc. What the fuck
just happened? A strong hand grabbed his shoulder and he looked over.

"Welcome to the party man!" Tammy Abraham's wide smile greeted Mason's
dazed expression. Tammy straightened Mason up. "We're back together this
season man, I cannot fucking wait!" Tammy beamed, Mason's face broke into a
smile and the pair embraced. "Absolutely Tams, Frank is a great coach, we
will have a great year I'm sure of it. How was your summer?" The boys
caught up on their walk into the locker room.

They entered the locker room to meet so many of the faces they knew from
the TV, from FIFA and now they were all teammates. They found their names,
Mason Mount 19, it was all in numerical order, Callum Hudson-Odoi would be
next to him, but Callum was recovering from a serious injury, on the other
side of him was Olivier Giroud. Fuck me, that's all I need Mason thought to
himself, a big sexy Frenchman butt naked next to me. Olivier was nowhere to
be seen, the younger boys were obviously a little early. Ready in their
training gear the boys filtered on to the training pitch to start their
warm-ups.

"Alright lads, it's a new season and I'm the new gaffer." Frank Lampard
stood beaming with his assistant Jody Morris next to him. "As you all know
we aren't making any new signings this season but we have got some new
faces." He gestured towards Mason, Tammy, Reece and Fikayo who were
clustered together for security in numbers. "Now let's get started and
break you into groups for some warm up drills, let's give the new boys the
welcome they deserve." Frank winked and the older players chuckled.

Mason was put into a group coached by Eddie Newton with Jorginho, Marcos
Alonso and Kepa for their piggy-in-the-middle drills. Each player in turn
had to attempt intercepting the ball while the other 3 passed it around
him. Mason loved it, he nipped after the ball snapping at each player's
toes as Eddie watched on making notes. The ball at Kepa's feet, the
confident young Spaniard flicked it to Marcos a split second before Mason
arrived taking his feet from under him. Kepa landed in a heap. "PUTA
MADRE!" Kepa bellowed as he braced for impact. Eddie blew his whistle,
"Mase, 20 press-ups!" Mason held his arm out to Kepa, "I'm sorry man,
didn't mean to get you." Kepa reached up allowing Mason to pick him up; "No
worries Mason, I get you back later" Kepa winked. Sheepish, Mason sank to
his knees and paid his penalty as the others watched, 20 press-ups. Eddie
counted to 20 as the three foreigners spoke to each other, Kepa's eyes
fixated on Mason's tight bum as it bobbed up and down, he wasn't taking in
a word of what the other two were saying, all he could think about was how
much he would love his dick hovering above it! Kepa could feel his meat
hardening into a semi and snapped himself out of his trance.

The session continued with no further incidents except that Mason smashed
in a volley past Kepa into the top corner, Mason flashed Kepa a smug grin
and the Spanish boy returned a pissed off glare that Mason knew meant don't
you dare talk to me! Kepa thought to himself I'm going to get this boy back
somehow, his wandering mind took him back to Mason's enticing bum and once
again Kepa struggled to maintain his excitement.

The final whistle sounded and the boys headed back to the locker
room. Mason felt a huge sense of pride in his performance; Frank must've
noticed me today he thought to himself. Kepa rushed up alongside him with a
playful shoulder bump on the 20-year-old. "Hey gilipollas, that was a
naughty trick earlier, I was impressed." He beamed at Mason. "Promise me
something yeah, you never do that to me again otherwise I will be watching
you from the bench on Saturdays!"

"Ha, I got lucky man, but you pulled off some great saves today, you're an
awesome goalkeeper." Mason replied trying to hide his glee. He looked into
Kepa's deep brown eyes and felt a strange tingle, the Spanish man was
beautiful, fuck me I need to control myself, Mason swallowed hard.

"Well I'm glad to hear that" Kepa chuckled. "What are you up to this
evening?"

"Erm, not a lot to be honest, just dinner with the missus I guess." Mason
thought to himself, "How about yourself?"

"Nada, first day back I think just chill out and play some computer games
no?" Kepa smiled. "If you don't have to rush back, come over and we can
play some FIFA?"

"Yeah sure!" Mason practically back-flipped with excitement, he was already
feeling like part of the team. "I'll message the missus and let her know
I'll be back late."

They entered the locker room, the air humming with the low rumble of lads
laughing and joking. Mason stripped off, grabbed his towel and headed for
the showers. Mason hopped in under the jet of warm water, instantly feeling
refreshed Mason shook his hair and wiped the water out of his eyes. Gazing
across the showers he instantly recognised Kepa's perfectly tanned body,
his legs were sparsely covered with hair, his chest smooth and perfectly
defined...his arse, two perfect peachy globes with Mason's bite marks all
over them. Fuckkk, he snapped back into reality once again and felt himself
hardening. He lathered his crotch and disguising his semi tried to picture
anything unattractive that he could, Theresa May dancing, yeah that'll do
it.

The lads left the showers for the changing rooms one by one. Mason opened
his locker and took out his phone. "How was your first day babes?!!!"
Mason's smile stretched ear-to-ear, his awesome girlfriend was always
thinking of him.

"It was amazing babe! Will be back a bit later than I thought though, we're
gonna have a little first day social. Won't be tooooooo late though promise
:D. Love you xxx". Mason put his phone on the bench and got dressed into
his black trackies again, grabbing his things he looked up and there was
Kepa stood waiting for him wearing a pair of slim fit blue jeans and a
muscle fit red crew neck shirt. "Ready? You can follow me to my place
yeah?" Mason nodded and the pair set off, Kepa leading the journey in his
Mercedes 4x4. Mason's phone buzzed, "No worries babes, have fun <3 xox."

They parked up and took the lift up to his flat, Kepa's flat overlooked the
Thames and his balcony had an amazing view of the London skyline. Kepa led
them in, "Make yourself comfortable, you want anything to drink?" Kepa
asked. "Just a water thanks." Said Mason sitting down on the couch taking
in Kepa's flat. Kepa brought over two glasses of water, "One water for the
daredevil" he teased. "Ok, so who are you going to be?" Kepa switched on
the PS4. "How about you be Eibar and I'll be Portsmouth, home vs home"
Mason suggested. "Nice and simple." Kepa smiled and started the game.

Mason scored first with Kepa equalising, 1-1 and the clock running down,
Mason had possession with his defender. "So did you like looking at my arse
earlier?" Kepa started, Mason looked at Kepa in shock as Kepa's striker
stole the ball and scored before Mason could react.

"Shit, sorry I wasn't concentrating I was away in my own world..." Mason
rushed. "Ahhh don't worry about it, it's a shower, where else can you look,
at the lights the whole time...its 2-1 by the way." Kepa interrupted, the
cheeky fucker Mason thought to himself. "Anyway, I was looking at your arse
when you were doing your press-ups, you know after you assaulted me." Kepa
continued.

Mason took a second to catch up. "Righttt, so how about we make this a
little more interesting then, we play another game and the winner gets a
blowjob?"

Kepa's eyes locked with Mason's and the Spanish boy broke into a cheeky
smile. "What about the girlfriend?"

"I love her to bits, and we've talked about it before, What happens on tour
stays on tour...and always wear a condom." Mason grinned and leaned in a
little closer gazing into Kepa's brown eyes. Kepa closed the gap and their
lips touched gently, the pair held the kiss for a second before Mason
looked back at the TV screen. Kepa looked down at Mason's trackies noticing
the huge lump in Mason's lap constricted by the smooth fabric. Man, I hope
I lose he thought to himself.

They played again; Mason was determined to win this time but he went 3-1
down in the first half. "I can't wait to have those lips on my chorizo."
Kepa goaded. They started the second half and Mason tied the game up, 3-3
and he's on the break again he was about to pass and shoot when Kepa's hand
grabbed his crotch. "FUCKKKK, you bastard!!! That's gotta be a red card."
Mason complained. "So we go straight to penalties then." Kepa smiled. 1-0,
1-1, 2-1, 3-1, 3-2...4-2..."HAHA yes pompey boy, I win!"

"You fucking cheat Kepa! Twice you've fucked me over now!" Mason's face
flushed red with frustration. Kepa eyed Mason, reached over and pulled him
in for a kiss, the fight in Mason dissolved immediately, he loosened his
jaw and Kepa's tongue slid inside exploring Mason's mouth, Mason was rigid
again in his trackies.

Kepa broke the kiss and pulled back, "I forfeit...so, can I give you a
blowjob?" Mason's eyes lit up and Kepa's hands wandered down towards
Mason's tent. Kepa kissed Mason again forcefully this time, Mason relaxed
into the sofa and let Kepa take control. The Spaniard shifted his weight
round and his ran his forearm over Mason's tent, Mason cooed as Kepa moved
around raising himself up and bringing his leg over to straddle
Mason. Mason raised his arms and caressed Kepa's sides through his muscle
fit shirt, he felt Kepa's defined abs through the fabric and the hunger
inside him wanted more. Kepa's right hand gripped Mason's head ruffling his
soft hair while his tongue tasted Mason's saliva, his left hand pressed
Mason's pec, then his side and slipped down underneath his waistband.

Kepa fumbled around Mason's neat bush of pubes, his hand explored Mason's
balls grazing them lightly left to right, then right to left before holding
them gently in his palm and broke their kiss. Silence as the boys looked at
one another processing what was happening. Mason shaft pulsed with
excitement, he surveyed Kepa glancing at his crotch, the outline of his
cock was embossed against his jeans begging to be released. Mason's hand
left Kepa's side and ran it along Kepa's bulge; the Spanish boy shuddered.

Kepa stood up from the couch, then sank to his knees in front of Mason, the
English boy braced himself in anticipation as Kepa reached under the
waistband of his trackies again. He pulled the waistband down revealing
Mason's boner stretching his white CK boxers, Kepa leant in and kissed the
head through the soft cotton, Mason's bellend responded pulsing
excitedly. Kepa reached under the waistband on Mason's boxers grabbing a
handful of shaft, Mason's back jumped off the couch in shock and Kepa
pushed in him back down firmly. Kepa removed Mason's cock from its prison,
7 inches of beautiful white English meat, uncut and wet at the tip. Kepa
slowly eased the foreskin down to reveal a glistening purple head, tongue
out he eased forward resting his tongue at the top of the shaft and covered
Mason's bellend with his mouth before lowering himself and swallowing the
first 3 inches. Mason's head fell backwards onto the couch and he sighed in
enjoyment closing his eyes.

Kepa concentrated his tongue around Mason's head, flicking his slit while
the 20-year old moaned with pleasure. Kepa, lowered himself further, 6
inches of Mason's meat in his mouth. Mason's pubes, soapy clean with a hint
of Mason-musk tickled Kepa's nostrils, he inhaled the sweet smell between
blows. Mason reached over placing his hand on Kepa's head guiding the
24-year-old up and down his cock, Mason's toes curled inside his trainers,
this boy knows how to give a blowjob he thought to himself. Kepa could
taste delicious drops of Mason's precum, reward for his hard work.

"Stand up mate." Mason whispered, Kepa slowed his bobbing head and released
Mason's cock; he stood up Mason's hands rested on Kepa's sides as his
rose. The 6 foot 2 man stood in front of Mason, his cock still imprisoned
within his jeans. Mason's hands moved round to the front of Kepa's jeans,
undoing the top button and then his flies Mason could see where Kepa's cock
had been crying with excitement, his navy boxers had a dark patch by his
head. Mason looked up at Kepa and smiled, then pushed his tongue against
the damp patch, mmmm Spanish precum tasty nice. Kepa couldn't wait any
longer, he pushed his boxers down and his 6-inch cock sprang free. Mason
took a moment to take it in again, a nice uncut cock with a pink head and a
fair bit of girth to it as well, shaven as well...nice.

Mason opened his mouth and Kepa instinctively pushed his hips forward, his
cock sliding into Mason's mouth and pushing as deep in as Mason would allow
him, and back out, in again a little more this time and out, in again and
this time Mason's nose touched Kepa's body. Kepa was gentle as he guided
his cock into Mason's mouth, the beautiful English boy swallowed every
inch, he could feel Kepa's balls drumming against his chin. "Suck me sexy
boy." Kepa moaned as his cock head rubbed the insides of Mason's mouth, he
didn't know how long he would last at this rate.

Mason pulled off Kepa's cock, not a moment too soon and ran his tongue
along Kepa's hairless balls before swallowing each one in turn. Kepa threw
his head backwards, "puta madre" he cursed feeling like he could shoot his
load there and then, but he wanted more. "Mason, how about we go to the
bedroom?" Mason released Kepa's balls, looked up and nodded in agreement,
Kepa allowed his jeans to slip right down to his ankles then kicked them
off. Mason watched as Kepa slid his fingers under the elastic of his boxers
and pushed them down past his thighs then allowing them to fall to the
ground, his cock pointing at Mason's face. Mason kiss the head, Kepa pulled
Mason up and took his hand leading him to the bedroom. Mason followed
mesmerised by Kepa's smooth, juicy cheeks.

They reached the bed, Kepa lifted his shirt up over his head and threw it
to the side. Mason quickly took his trackies off dropping them on the
floor, Kepa eyed up Mason's smooth pale skin as he slid off his boxers and
bent over to take off his socks, Kepa stole another glance at Mason's sexy
bum. The English boy stood up and the pair stood naked facing each other,
Mason looked up at the taller man and moved forward to kiss him, their lips
met again their tongues dancing in each other's mouths, Mason's hands
explored Kepa's smooth body and rested on his pert, tanned bum. Kepa's
hands massaged Mason's head, slowly pulling Mason towards himself and the
bed behind him. The back of Kepa's leg touched the bed frame, he dropped
backwards and he pulled Mason down with him, the pair lay down with Mason
on top. Kepa broke the kiss and paused, "Do you want to fuck me?" he
asked. Mason broke into a wide smile, "turn over" Mason replied. Kepa
rolled on to his front exposing his bum, Mason drank in the sight in front
of him, he wouldn't forget this one! He kneeled on the bed and placed his
hands on Kepa's buns massaging them gently, Mason lowered his face, his
tongue hanging out he ran it along the gap in front of him. Kepa cooed
encouraging moans ahead of him, and Mason went in again with a little more
force this time. He pressed his tongue on the Spaniard's hole, he tasted
incredible. "Ayeeee Masey." Mason's spit and saliva lubed Kepa's sweet
hole, his nose between Kepa's cheeks he sucked in Kepa's warm scent and now
he was ready.

Kepa reached over to the bedside table removing a condom and some lube
handing them over to Mason. The English boy had no problem rolling the
condom over his rock hard boner while Kepa returned to his position face
down on his front, Mason applied some lube to himself then to Kepa's hole,
the anticipation was killing them both.

Mason lined himself up above Kepa, pointed his 7-inches at Kepa's hole and
edged forward. As Mason's tip touched Kepa's hole Kepa closed his eyes,
took a deep breath and pushed out, his hole relaxed acceptingly as Mason's
head began its intrusion. Mason could feel the warmth of Kepa's hole
swallowing his head, the Spanish boy was tight, his bellend pulsed again as
his shaft followed its way in. Mason brought his knees closer to Kepa's bum
pushing his cock in deeper, Mason took his hand from his cock and placed it
on Kepa's hips, he was nearly there. Mason pulled back and gently guided
himself in again. "Fuck me Kepa, you're so fucking tight." The Spanish boy
flashed a cheeky smile back at Mason who didn't need any more
encouragement, Mason pulled out to the head again and guided his cock back
in with a bit more force.

The English boy rocked back and forth again, while the tanned boy
underneath him muttered Spanish expletives with every gentle
thrust. Mason's pubes prickled Kepa's smooth cheeks, just half an inch to
go, he pulled back and jabbed in again and again and AGAIN. Kepa's hips
followed Mason's guidance, he felt like a slut as his teammate violated him
from the inside, there was nothing he enjoyed more than his dildo in his
arse...nothing except the real thing. He glanced over his shoulder checking
out Mason's toned abs, his tight erect nipples, his slender shoulders and
up to his face. Mason's eyes locked on to Kepa's as they looked innocently
back at him, the intense concentration on Mason's cute face as he buried
himself inside Kepa made Kepa's semi fully erect.

Mason's hands moved from Kepa's hips round to his thighs for more leverage,
Kepa's hole accepted every inch as the midfielder pounded his hole. With
the depth of his thrusts, Mason increased his speed slamming into his
teammates arse, their skin connecting every time. Kepa sighed deeply, he
could take Mason's pounding all night, it felt so good, but he thought it
was only fair he gave his teammate a rest. "Masey" Kepa moaned, "I want to
ride you."

The English lad slowed down to a stop and paused for a second before
pulling out with a pop. Mason sucked in a deep breath of air and rolled on
to his back. Kepa shuffled sideways over Mason and took hold of his hard
cock, Kepa leaned down and planted a deep passionate kiss on Mason's lips,
Mason indulged in the moment before Kepa pulled away and crouched up on to
his feet. Kepa lowered himself back down on to Mason's throbbing 7-inches,
this time Kepa's hole took all of Mason in one go. He began to bounce on
Mason's lap building speed, Kepa's cheeks crashed into Mason's muscular
thighs and the Pompey boy reciprocated by pushing his hips upwards.

Mason's view was the tanned, toned frame of the Spanish boy pleasuring his
hard pole. The spotlights defined Kepa's perfect abs and smooth skin as the
bounced up and down in Mason's hands. Kepa's hand massaged Mason's tight
pecs below him staring deeply into his lover's eyes as he stimulated the
boy under him. Kepa surveyed Mason's smooth skin as he rode him, Mason's
wispy haired pits looked enticing, another day when they're hot and sweaty
I'm burying my nose in there Kepa thought to himself.

Mason took Kepa's hard cock into his right hand as Kepa continued to
rhythmically slide up and down his boner. Mason's gripped Kepa's hard-on
tightly and worked the tpo part of his thick penis, Kepa threw his head
back again and he continued to fuck Mason's cock. Mason knew he was about
to get his reward, his left hand slid under Kepa's smooth balls and
massaged them and they pinned up against Mason's body. Kepa's moaning
increased in volume as his arse pumped Mason's cock. Mason's breathing had
also increased in depth, as he concentrated on Kepa's hardness, his eyes
focused on Kepa's face he braced himself as Kepa's expression changed to a
pained anguish "I'm cumming" Kepa cried as he felt his balls tighten up
underneath him, Mason watched Kepa's bellend as it twitched and then fired
4 volleys of thick white jizz across Mason's chest, one squirt landing as
far up as Mason's neck. The Spanish boy moaned with pleasure as he
continued to rock on Mason's pole.

Kepa's orgasm subsided, but Mason wasn't done, the English boy pulled
himself out of Kepa's hole and ripped off the condom, gripping his tool
tightly he jacked himself rapidly. Kepa moved further down Mason and spread
the Pompey boy's legs as Mason jacked himself, Kepa bent over and used his
tongue to lap up Mason's sweaty balls. Mason's balls had become musky from
his earlier work on Kepa's arse and the goalie licked up every droplet he
could find. Mason could feel the added pressure of Kepa's tongue tickling
his balls and his felt his orgasm approaching. Mason squealed as his hairy
balls emptied themselves all over his chest, 2...3...4 shots and his nuts
were empty.

Kepa hovered over Mason as he caught his breath, lowered his face and ran
his tongue along Mason's messy abs swallowing a mixture of hot English and
Spanish cum. Kepa crawled up the bed and collapsed onto the mattress next
to Mason, the cum-soaked 20 year-old turned his head to face Kepa and the
pair kissed again gently, Mason could taste their salt on Kepa's juicy
lips. "That was incredible Kepa." Mason whispered, Kepa smiled weakly as
the pair drifted off to sleep, their naked bodies intertwined and
satisfied.

End

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