Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 06:59:55 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: Devils & Dragons

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

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Devils & Dragons

Brandon Williams glanced around the boat starstruck, pinching himself at
the many A-listers on show at the Monaco Grand Prix, even as a Premier
League footballer, he wasn't noticed by many. Louis Rees-Zammit however
knew exactly who Brandon was and the moment he recognised the United
full-back, the Gloucester & Wales winger made his way over to the
footballer.

"Holy fuck, Brandon I'm Louis!" The rugby winger beamed introducing
himself. "Hey Louis, you cool mate?" Brandon replied coolly. "Yeah, I'm a
huge United fan, do you mind if we get a selfie?" Louis asked. "Of course
you can mate." Brandon replied, moving into a photogenic pose and beaming
wide. Louis threw his arm around the footballer and smiled into the
camera. "Hold up, lemme get on my tippy toes." Brandon sniggered, teasing
himself as Louis went to take the picture. "Ahhh, you blinked." Louis
giggled. "No shit!" Brandon replied, matching Louis' laughter. The two
sportsmen reset and after three attempts including one where Brandon had
stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes, Louis had his picture to
treasure forever, or until Brandon got sold.

"Who are you here with?" Louis asked. "Just a mate, they were feeling a bit
poorly though, so they went back to the hotel. "Ahhh no." "How about you?"
Brandon replied. "Yeah, I'm with the lads." Louis explained gesturing
towards a small gang of men drinking beer nearby and watching them both
intently. "Sweet, I hope you're having a good time." Brandon smiled. "You
kidding? I'm in Monaco for the F1and I just got a pic with a future United
legend!" Louis chortled. The rugby player's kind words caused Brandon's
face to burn red which fortunately couldn't be seen in the soft evening
twilight. Even after a successful season out on loan at Norwich City,
Brandon was still a long way from earning the chance to become a United
legend and if Louis was as big a fan as he'd claimed then he certainly knew
that.

"Hey lads, look who I found." Louis announced. "Yeah, we saw you whoring
yourself for a picture." His mate teased flashing a sympathetic look
towards Brandon as he spoke. "Yeah, sorry mate." Another one of Louis'
friends apologised as they shook Brandon's hand one by one. The group
welcomed Brandon in seamlessly and generally at Louis' expense, the group
laughed away jovially.

The party continued deep into the night but the excited F1 fan in Louis was
becoming mindful of the time. "Lads, I think we need to head back if we are
going to catch the support races in the morning." He told the group looking
at his watch. "What do you think, one more back at the apartment then bed?"
"Sounds like a plan." Louis' mates discussed. "Coming Brandon?" "Err, yeah
sure. Thanks." He beamed. Finishing their drinks, the group slipped away
from the busy boat and made the short walk back to their rented apartment.

The rowdy lads made plenty of noise as they returned to their hotel,
bumping and barging each other as beer and other substances surged through
their veins. "I'm sorry about the lads, they've had a bit of sniff as
well." Louis moaned apologetically. "Haha, don't worry about it. My boys
are the same " Brandon giggled. "Haha no way." Louis laughed, the pair
sharing a look that said they would both love to try it, but their careers
were too important to risk for a momentary high. "I might not stay up too
long though; they get a bit too much sometimes. You're welcome to sleep in
my room though, can't have you on the couch." Louis smiled. "And where will
you be sleeping?" Brandon replied. "Roll me onto the floor." Louis
chuckled. "Nah, no need for that. I'm sure there's space for both of us."
Brandon grinned, looking incredibly relaxed in Louis' company.

Within moments of their return the flat was bouncing with popular dance
music. The group relaxed, sat down enjoying a beer each as the music boomed
away in the background. Louis and Brandon remained near each other chatting
all things United, giving Brandon the chance to gloat and watch Louis' eyes
go all doughy in awe.

15 minutes later and all swooned out, Louis rose to his feet. "Alright
lads, I'm gonna get some kip, I can't keep up with you lot." The winger
announced leaving the dregs of his can on the table. Brandon looked around
the room and smiled at the group of strangers, "Yeah, I'll probably head in
as well lads. You lot have fun and it was nice meeting you." He beamed
politely to a series of polite nods and raised cans in return.

"Why were your mates apologising to me earlier when you brought me over?"
Brandon asked, stripping down to just his white Calvin Klein boxers. Louis
had been busy clearing the bedside table to give Brandon somewhere to put
his stuff that the sight of Brandon's perfect, smooth, athletic body nearly
made his eyes leap out of their sockets. "I...errr...w...I dunno actually."
Louis stammered. Brandon' skinny body looked lean and toned with a
noticeable bulge in his sexy white CK boxer shorts, [Holy freaking Jesus!]
Louis cursed, his cock thickening instantly. Brandon knew exactly what he
saw, Louis' eyes darted down to his crotch and then around his head but not
looking into Brandon's eyes. "Ahh cool, just mugging you off." Brandon
offered. "Haha yeah." Louis replied feeling his heart rate shoot up then
slow slightly after Brandon's get out of jail free card.

"Which side do you sleep on?" Brandon asked, approaching the bed. "Don't
mind, guest's choice." Louis squeaked trying to talk through an excited
lump in his throat. The footballer jumped in bed and shuffled under the
covers while Louis undressed slowly, making sure he hid his expanding bulge
from view. The Mancunian drank in the sight of Louis' big bulging body and
nodded proudly, [stunning lad] he beamed.

"Night mate." Louis whispered as he climbed into bed alongside one of his
heroes. [Yeah, like fuck I'm letting this opportunity pass.] Brandon told
himself, "Night mate." Brandon lied, turning to hug the strapping young
winger. Louis nuzzled back into Brandon's hug, feeling the warmth of the
footballer's slender body radiating against his back. The Gloucester
winger's heart rate began to rise again, wondering why Brandon's hug was
taking so long, thickening his hard cock again as the excitement of his
naked skin rubbing against Brandon's naked skin returned him to full mast.

"Oh shittt." Louis exhaled as Brandon's hand silently reached around and
located the Welsh lad's boner. "Shh, shh, shhhhh." Brandon hissed
softly. [Yeah Louis, shut the fuck up!] The Welsh rugby star scolded
himself. "Sorry." Louis whispered. "Should I stop?" Brandon checked for
certainty. "Definitely not mate!" Louis replied, nuzzling into Brandon
again. This time Brandon's hand stroked Louis' hard cock through his boxers
while the footballer nipped gently at the strapping lad's smooth neck.

Turning his face, Louis made his lips available to the footballer who
planted a firm kiss while his fingers increased their interest in Louis'
stunning body. The handsome rugby star used one hand to hold Brandon's
smooth chin steady while they kissed passionately and his other hand to
pull the skinny footballer's tight arse cheek, closing the non-existent gap
between their bodies. Imagination was no longer necessary for Louis, he
could feel Brandon's raging through his boxers, pressing his boner between
the crease of Louis' pert arse.

Through his controlling lips, Brandon could feel the strapping winger
falling under his spell, pushing his beefy frame back into Brandon's skinny
body, begging it for more attention. The United defender felt the urge to
push down Louis' boxers and stick his hard cock straight up the muscular
Welshman's juicy arse but a hand on the waistband of his own boxers told
him that he'd been beaten to the punch.

Louis' hole gasped hungrily, begging to be filled with a nice hard cock as
Brandon's lips worked their magic. Pulling the footballer's boxers down,
Louis could hear the clap of Brandon's boner snapping up, slapping against
his toned abs. Ignoring the impact of his cock crashing into his own body,
Brandon sucked even harder at Louis' tongue, desperate to enjoy this
surprise opportunity to the maximum.

Closing his fist around Brandon's uncut cock as they kissed, Louis began to
stroke the footballer gently and felt himself grinning from ear to
ear. Brandon's shaft was longer and thicker than he'd ever imagined,
looking at the skinny footballer he thought Brandon might be packing 5 or 6
inches of meat, but found himself stroking 8 inches of prime Mancunian
sausage. The footballer replied to Louis' stroking fist by easing his body
back and forth in a slow sexual motion. Louis could feel himself throbbing
harder at the thought of Brandon doing this for real. The blonde lad's cock
felt so good as it thickened in his hand, the rugby star could feel his
hole aching to be filled.

"You like to fuck hard don't you." Louis whispered into Brandon's
lips. "Sometimes, slow is good too, don't want you getting in trouble with
your mates." Brandon smiled back at the Welsh lad. "No trouble, but if
we're quiet they won't suspect a thing." Louis explained in a voice that
told Brandon the rugby lad liked to be a bit sneaky. "Nice, I like the
sound of that." "Good." Louis breathed. Releasing Brandon's cock for a
second, the winger grabbed a bottle of lube hidden under his pillow and
eased his boxers down to smear a very modest helping over his hole and then
another one over Brandon's head. "You sure that's enough?" Brandon
smiled. "Plenty, I'd have you raw if we had more time to loosen up." Louis
smiled. "Fucking hot!" Brandon mouthed with the lightest exhale.

Lubed tip pressed itself against lubed ring and holding Brandon's shaft
steady, Louis pushed out and reversed. Even with lube to aid their
unification, Louis remained extremely tight, so tight in fact that as
Brandon's head stretched out the muscular bottom's ring the pair cursed
under their breath in unison. Brandon's raw head made gradual progression
spreading the rugby winger's hole open wide enough until the slightest jolt
told them Brandon's head was now beyond Louis' ring. The bottom clenched
his teeth and pushed out, but Brandon had a different idea. Pulling Louis'
face around the footballer locked their lips together then offered Louis
his tongue while his hips remained firm, easing his cock forward to the
limit Louis' insides would allow.

Sliding his hands along Louis' muscular frame, Brandon studied the winger's
body in awe of the bottom's incredible form. The defender had fucked many a
lean footballer but none of them had as much beef behind them as the Welsh
rugby stud. The extra beef of the 6'3" (1.90m), 90kg (200lbs) was the
perfect cushion in which for Brandon to bury his 8-inch sword and forcing
his hard shaft into Louis with some extra force, the top began to utilise
Louis' perfect frame. The capable bottom could've squealed out in pleasure
as Brandon's cock began to accelerate, adding the friction of movement to
the pleasure of the depth of his penetration. However, remembering his
mates were only in the other room, Louis managed to control himself
although he had no idea how long he could maintain that composure, just
exhaling into Brandon's face as their lips continued to dance romantically.

"Fuck me, your arse is amazing." Brandon breathed, pulling back just far
enough to break their kiss. "My arse? Nothing compared to your big cock
mate, I love it." Louis smiled before launching his face back at Brandon's
for another deep kiss. Every second the full-back's hard cock was buried
within Louis' arse was time the winger's body used to relax a little more,
doing everything he could to accommodate the sexy top. The pumps of the
top's cock remained relatively gentle on `The Brandon Williams scale' of
anal poundings but with the barriers weakening, the footballer's speed
increased accordingly.

Brandon loved to fuck on his side, the angle was perfect for using minimal
energy but getting maximum results. Using his foot and his side to lean on
the bed, the defender raised his arse slightly so that the fabric couldn't
reduce his momentum and squeezing his firm arse cheeks, the horny blonde
slid back and forth within Louis, removing then refilling the bottom 5
inches at a time as he pushed his light brown pubes into Louis' meaty arse.

Brandon's lightweight hips were moving increasingly, quickly and freely,
indulging the sexy young lads in deep, raw anal sex that neither lad could
really believe was happening. Little Brandon knew he was a good-looking
lad, but when it came to being known as a Manchester United star there were
so many players ahead of him on the list of desirables. Clearly Louis was a
die-hard fan because for all the pain he was suffering through the
penetration of Brandon's wonderfully long cock, the bottom had no
complaints. [No pain, no gain!] Louis smiled, taking every shot the skinny
defender had to give his meaty, rugby frame.

The next move from Brandon was the one that Louis had feared but also the
one he'd wanted the most. The top's hand moved from his thigh and located
the rugby winger's meaty cock as it bobbed freely between his legs. "Oh
fuck." Louis moaned with the lightest murmur as Brandon's closed fist began
to slide along his fist in perfect time with his skinny hips. The reality
felt even better than the naughty dreams Louis had imagined of this very
scenario. The stroke of Brandon's fist sent jolts of electricity through
the big bottom's spine, creating the chemical reaction in Louis' brain that
was, in his opinion, the ultimate feeling of pleasure. Then Louis' brain
then sent a wave back down through his horny body to fill his hard cock
with blood and anticipation, ready for another stroke.

Something about holding a bottom's cock as he fucked him made Brandon feel
even more turned by the whole situation. And although Brandon wasn't a size
queen Louis owned a very meaty piece of wood that throbbed happily as the
top's bare cock slid into the rugby lad's firm, tight arse. Unfortunately,
from his vantage point, Brandon couldn't see it but within his mind the
footballer had the perfect image of Louis' cock as he slid the bottom's
foreskin back and forth. The top felt his cock throb involuntarily and as a
result his hips began to speed up.

The increased speed brought a sigh from the Welsh rugby winger and turning
back to look into Brandon's beautiful blue eyes, Louis resumed their tender
kissing. Right now, the hunky bottom was living the dream of every mega
fan, and it felt a million times better than he'd ever imagined! The length
of Brandon's bare cock sliding into the base of his sphincter made the big
man feel weaker to Brandon's will, yearning for more cock every time the
skinny top removed 6 inches of his 8-inch shaft. Louis used his free eye to
scan Brandon's sexy body again, the winger noticing the sleeve tattoo on
his arm which illustrated the footballer's upbringing. [No ball games]
Louis grinned to himself, waiting excitedly for their balls to erupt. The
squeeze of Brandon's grip made the bottom shudder with pleasure, adoring
the muscle tone of his skinny top. Compared to Louis' world of rugby where
they spoke 'properly' with manners and respect, Brandon was a common, edgy
lad and the bottom found that insanely hot.

The footballer's cock combined with the footballer's jerking fist was
becoming too much for Louis who couldn't hold it in any longer. Pushing
Brandon off his lips for a second the bottom managed to breathe, "Brando,
I'm gonna cummm." Before the footballer re-swallowed his tongue without
missing a beat. Louis' breathing had become lighter and faster with the
bottom losing control of his entire body. The footballer felt Louis' cock
harden before recoiling aggressively as he began to shoot. Neither of them
was watching but Louis' cum rocketed across the last few centimetres of
bedsheets and beyond, spraying out across the floor. The intensity of
Louis' orgasm escalated rapidly and with it, the power of his shooting cock
also intensified.

Proud of his achievements, Brandon beamed as he continued to pump away at
Louis' tight hole, stroking the rugby lad's squirting cock while he
repeatedly piled his shaft of hard, scally, Mancunian meat inside the hot
Welsh beef. Brandon too was enjoying every moment of Louis' orgasm as much
as the rugby winger was. Every squirt of Louis' hard cock caused the
bottom's muscular arse to clamp down on Brandon's hard cock, bringing him
closer to his own glorious orgasm. "Your arse is so hot man; I can't hold
on much longer." Brandon panted into Louis' ear. "Cum in me." Louis replied
instantly, excited by the opportunity to have one of his heroes fill his
arse hole with that hot Manchester United seed.

Feeling triggered by Louis' sexy talk, Brandon took things up a gear
ramming deep into Louis' sexy body. The velocity from the top had become
irresistible causing Louis' nuts to fire another long helping of cum over
his messy sheets but this time an involuntary yelp of pleasure emitted from
the big lad's sweet lips. If the lads outside were listening, it would've
been impossible not to hear the smack of Brandon's crotch ramming so hard
into Louis' meaty arse cheeks the shockwaves travelled up to the bottom's
groaning lips.

A dozen deep hard shots, following through to Louis' belly was enough to
bring Brandon his climax and as Louis' heart rate began to decelerate, his
hole began to fill with hot sexy Mancunian milk. The skinny top rammed
himself 8 inches into the bottom and pinned himself there while pressing
his forehead against Louis' neck.

In an instant the animal hunger of two sexy young men had shifted to a
tender moment where Brandon held his bottom close to fully appreciate his
magnificent frame. Louis' own nuts were empty giving him the opportunity to
back up and fully focus on the ejaculating top. The United fan concentrated
on the fulfilling pleasure of Brandon's hard cock swelling to expand his
hole as it fired another shot of creamy Mancunian jizz up into his hungry
belly. The fourth of 10 shots fired up into Louis' chute feeling so
magnificent he needed yet another kiss from the scally top and turning his
head, Louis resumed their embrace by forcing his tongue into Brandon's
quivering mouth.

Of all the people Brandon had cum inside Louis was by far the biggest and
the skinny top found extra pleasure in that fact. The remaining few shots
of his load squirted up in Louis' chute, filling the broad Welshman with
enough pleasure to arouse another exhaling groan of pleasure across
Brandon's top lip. "Hmmm, Yanited cum." Louis breathed happily. The
footballer eased his cock back half an inch then pushed forward one last
time for the wave of pleasure before allowing his whole body to go limp and
relax, falling away from Louis' lips while they remained connected within
the rugby winger's arse.

Louis grinned at Brandon who threw himself back at the pillow, his arm
sprawled out behind him. The winger lowered himself back towards Brandon's
face and kissed the top again, extending their romantic connection. Brandon
couldn't resist Louis, not that he wanted to, and cupping the Welshman's
handsome face their tongues resumed dancing while Brandon's cock gradually
softened. The footballer's cock was still inside Louis' hole as the pair
broke the kiss again. "You've done that a few times before, haven't you?"
Louis beamed. "I could say the same about you taking a practically raw cock
like that, total madness!" Brandon exclaimed. "Guilty." Louis
chuckled. "Mate, I'm impressed, no way I'd take a dick without extra help."
Brandon replied. "It's worth it mate." Louis confirmed with a smile whilst
down below, Brandon's soft cock popped free of his cum-filled hole.

"You think your mates heard anything?" Brandon asked, resuming their chat
after a few moments of quiet. "To be honest, they're gonna accuse me of
sucking your dick anyway, they know I probably would." Louis
shrugged. "Because you're a United fan?" Brandon replied with a hooked
eyebrow. "Because I'm a United fan who talks about how great all you guys
are all the time, wouldn't need a rocket scientist to work it out." Louis
laughed. "Fair play." Brandon nodded. "I won't tell them what happened
though." Louis added, wary that Brandon didn't seem as relaxed about the
idea. "Don't worry mate, you tell them whatever you want, but to be honest,
moment I saw you I hoped you'd want my cock, you're fucking hot." Brandon
explained. "Haha, you think?" Louis smiled proudly. "No way I'd win a
beauty contest with you, I'm a skinny little runt." Brandon laughed. Louis
looked into the United defender's eyes and smiled. "Well runt-boy, that
turbo energy and that big dick gave me the best fuck of my life and you
weren't even wearing a United shirt." Louis laughed. "Round 2 is a costume
party then!" Brandon giggled as Louis fell back into him for another kiss.

The pair drifted off peacefully, Brandon acting as a big spoon to the beefy
twunk. Waking several hours later Brandon was first to stir. [What time is
it?] He thought to himself consulting his watch which had just ticked past
5am. "Hey." Brandon whispered, nudging Louis gently. "Grrr." Louis growled
as he slowly regained consciousness. "Sorry mate." Brandon apologised. "I
think the coast is clear, do you mind if I slip out?" he continued. Another
5 seconds of waiting while Louis shook the cobwebs out of his mind then
looked at Brandon to refocus his eyes on the football stud. Before
answering, Louis pulled Brandon in for a kiss, there was no way he would
let this opportunity pass without being as close to perfect as
possible. "Yeah sure, you wanna grab your stuff?" Louis replied after
releasing the cute scally.

Slowly dragging himself out of bed, Louis couldn't help but watch Brandon's
slim, naked body working away busily to collect his things then dress
himself on and finally give him the thumbs up. "Ready?" "Yeah." They
whispered. "Thank you mate, I had a great night. "Louis smiled, wrapping
his big arms around Brandon for one more hug. "Me too lad." Brandon agreed,
resting his head against Louis' broad shoulder. They remained connected for
another 10 seconds, just enjoying the feel of each other before Louis
finally released Brandon and placed his ear against the door.

Carefully opening the door, Louis tiptoed out first to find two of his
mates passed out, sleeping in the living room. Quickly and quietly, Brandon
followed Louis to the door and out into the cool Monte Carlo night. "Enjoy
the race." He whispered hurriedly. "You too." Louis beamed, peeking his
head out of the door as Brandon headed off only closing the door after the
United defender rounded the corner and disappeared out of sight. The Welsh
winger leant against the door for a few seconds just thinking to himself
how epic a night it had been, then tiptoed back to bed where he lay,
staring at the ceiling with the world's broadest smile. There was no chance
he would get back to sleep tonight. [Monte Carlo 2022, the best holiday I
ever had!]

END

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