Date: Sat, 15 Feb 2020 13:00:00 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: England Cricket Boys

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.

England Cricket Boys

The England cricket team celebrated their victory on tour in South Africa.
It was the perfect start to the new decade for Joe Root who drank merrily
with his team! The team cheered as vice-captain Ben Stokes blindsided his
captain popping open a bottle of champagne and soaking Joe through, Joe's
clothes stuck to him with stale sweat and sticky champagne. They partied
into the early hours of the morning with players leaving the party
one-by-one nicely intoxicated.

Joe headed towards his hotel room, approaching the door he fumbled around
in his pocket. Shit, he thought to himself, where's the bloody key card. It
wasn't in either of his pockets...dammit...it must be in his bag down in
the reception area. He wheeled around to head back down and get his things
as Sam Curran passed him.

"You ok, skip?" Sam chuckled. "Yeah" Joe slurred "I left my bloody key card
downstairs." Sam grinned, "Well save yourself a journey, you can have
Rory's bed." Joe nodded, he didn't need to think twice he was shattered and
Rory wouldn't need his bed since he had returned home injured.

Sam opened the hotel room door and Joe followed him in. "Thanks Sammy,
you're a lifesaver."

"You can have that one." Sam pointed out the bed on the right as he walked
over to the cupboard to fetch Joe a dressing gown. Sam opened the cupboard
removing a fresh dressing gown and towel, he turned around to be met with
the sight of his captain wearing just his tight black boxers and shuffling
towards the bed. Sam inspected Joe's bum, generously peachy on top of two
long legs covered with nice bushy hair. Joe threw open the duvet and tried
to clamber into the bed...fail. He stumbled sideways and landed on the
floor with a crash. Sam giggled as Joe howled in pain, more from his
bruised pride than the bruise he was going to get on his forearm and side
where he landed, thank fuck it was a week until the one-day matches
started.

Sam threw the dressing gown and towel on to the bed and grabbed his captain
under the arms pulling him up. The smell of champagne, beer and Joe's
sweaty body filled Sam's nostrils and the horny boy inside him started to
feel aroused. Joe's attempts to regain his balance didn't help either, his
captain's flailing arm grazed the inside of Sam's thigh and now he was
finding it very hard to keep down a semi.

"Thanks Sammy" Joe giggled as at the third time of asking, he managed to
throw himself onto his bed. Sam stood over him, "You're alright skip" he
smiled back, "You're going to have a shit day tomorrow aren't you with that
hangover." "Nahhh" Joe slurred "no chance, I'm from Yorkshire, we're tough
as nails lad. Did you have a good time tonight?" "Absolutely skip, you did
a great job." Sam's eyes wandered down Joe's slim body lingering around
Joe's crotch, he was intrigued at what hid beneath his captain's boxers,
should he have a peek when Joe falls asleep? Bad Sam!

Sam turned to walk back to his bed when he felt a firm hand grasp his left
thigh, he stopped looking back at his captain. "You ok skip?" He asked
tentatively. "You, errr, keep looking at my body, are you judging me or
something?" Joe's face looked stern, Sam, taken aback was lost for
words. "Errr, no I was...erm..." Just tell him you were checking him out,
the voice inside Sam's head roared, Joe won't care he's a supporter of
LGBTQ+ rights...but if you tell him it might make things weird between us
in the locker room, "no no I was...just thinking you are in good shape."
Sam stammered. Joe eyed him for a moment, "...And did you see enough of my
cock to make a judgement?" Joe quizzed, Sam's eyes widened, now he was
fucked...he'd been rumbled and Joe's expression was not as understanding as
he might have hoped. "Ahhh erm I..."

Joe's face broke into a mischievous smile and he exploded with laughter,
"Sammy, chill man! Honestly I'm flattered if you were checking me out,
especially if you liked what you saw?! Sam caught his breath back, "Oh yeah
you look good, but I don't know what I was thinking to be honest." Sam's
eyes wandered down Joe's body again, he took in his captain's skin, a
mixture between his pale chest and thighs combined with his bronzed neck
and forearms. Joe's hand had found its way onto Sam's thigh again, "Well
how about you tell me what you think of my cock as well?" Joe pulled Sam
towards him encouragingly, the 21 year-old obeyed Joe's pressure and
brought him closer. Sam's hand reached towards Joe's boxers which were
beginning to expand in front of his eyes, the captain was getting excited
after 4 months of shower wanks. Sam paused just over Joe's cock, he took a
quick gulp of nerves and then rested his hand Joe's boxers before looking
to locate the fly. Sam's hand slipped into Joe's boxers and held Joe's
hardening cock, he liked the feeling as Joe grew in his hand, Sam looked at
Joe who smiled back at him.

"It feels nice and big skip." Sam smiled. "You think so? That's
reassuring." Joe replied. " To be sure though I think you need to take it
out and look at it." He continued. Sam took a second to think then removed
his hand from Joe's fly, he moved closer to Joe's body and reached under
Joe's waistband, Joe raised his slim hips in compliance and Sam slid Joe's
boxers down to his knees. Joe took his cock in his right hand and started
to massage it slowly while Sam watched, the youngster was mesmerised by
Joe's cock, 7.5-inches, average thickness and veiny. Joe watched Sam's
expression as he touched himself, then his eyes moved down towards Sam's
crotch where he could see the young man was starting to bulge. "How about
we compare?" Joe suggested.

Sam hesitated for a moment then pushed down his trackie bottoms and boxers,
liberated, his own 7-inch boner sprang free and stood to attention. "Very
nice." Joe smiled, and Sam could feel his confidence growing. Joe eyed
Sam's cock, it was average girth similar to Joe's but had a little more
tan, his balls were encased in a generous bush of light brown pubic
hair. "Come closer." Joe asked, Sam complied moving alongside Joe, the
captain sat up and swallowed Sam's hard cock in one. Sam's knees wobbled in
shock but he regained himself as Joe ran his tongue along Sam's throbbing
cock. Joe switched hands and continued to stroke himself with his left
hand, he used his right hand to push Sam's bum towards him. Sam's hips
followed his captain's orders rocking back and forth feeding Joe his hard
cock. Beneath him Joe's tongue slid along Sam's shaft licking the top, then
the bottom, then the side of Sam's pole, the 21-year-old murmured with
pleasure as the warm feeling circulated his body. Joe's ears perked up in
response to the motivating noises coming from Sam, he felt like he was
being cheered on, maintaining his rhythm he increased the speed of his
revolutions.

Sam eyed Joe's cock and decided he wasn't going to take all the pleasure
for himself, he brought his right knee round over Joe's torso and rested on
the bed then eased Joe's head backwards so that the Yorkshireman could lean
back whilst continuing to suck on Sam's boner. Now that Joe was in a
comfortable position Sam moved his body round turning to face Joe's own
boner, he held Joe's hand to stop him wanking and replaced it with his warm
mouth. Sam began by gently pulling down Joe's foreskin and exposing the
pink head, Sam's tongue wrapped around Joe's head and his captain's hips
instinctively pushed him deeper into Sam's willing mouth. Joe's view as he
swallowed Sam's cock was the younger boy's hairy balls and now his
beautiful tanned arse, Joe took a handful of each juicy orb while he
devoured the boy's schlong.

Precum dribbled from both men's piss slits and the other man enjoyed the
sweet flavour of his partner's juice. Joe's nuts were full, he hadn't
jacked in over a fortnight for the pressure of managing the team, Sam
wanked every evening to the topless pictures his girlfriend sent him, but
he was young and horny, he wasn't going to last forever in Joe's wet mouth.

Joe slipped two fingers into his mouth, moistening them alongside Sam's
cock, Joe removed his fingers and reached up to Sam's arse again this time
locating his soft pink hole. Sam tensed a little as Joe's fingers stroked
his opening, shit is he going to stick his fingers in me he thought...yes,
Sam gasped as Joe's fingers pushed their way inside him. "Relax Sammy" Joe
breathed while his left hand stroked Sam's thigh for reassurance, "just
relax and it will feel ok if you give it time." Joe swallowed Sam's cock
once again, the younger boy exhaling in satisfaction as Joe's tongue played
with his bellend again. Joe used the distraction of his sucking to push his
fingers deeper into Sam again, with each jab Sam's grunts grew softer and
more accepting.

Sam took Joe's hard veiny cock in his left hand and returned it to his
mouth, his right hand grasped Joe's balls covered in their nest of blonde
curly hair. Joe's balls churned at Sam's touch, Sam gently squeezed then
stroked Joe's heavy sack, the 29-year-olds hips helped Sam deepthroat his
captain. As Joe's hips fed Sam, the Yorkshireman's bellend pressed against
the inside of Sam's mouth the stimulation of the youngster's mouth was too
much, he could like his cum rising.

Sam's insides felt incredible with Joe's fingers pleasuring him, Sam's cock
glazed the inside of Joe's willing mouth with more precum. Joe worked Sam's
pole, Sam's hole and that was almost enough, Sam could feel his orgasm
approaching. His balls tightened and he braced for the orgasmic sensation
that prepared to overcome him, warm salty liquid filled Sam's mouth and he
was ready to burst.

Joe wanted to scream but his mouth was full of Sam's delicious cock, cum
erupted from his penis as Sam's thick jizz filled his mouth, tears filled
Joe's eyes as he choked on the cum flowing down his throat. Joe's own cock
fired his viscous Yorkshire liquid into Sam's mouth, the youngster dribbled
as he did his best to contain Joe's thick cum. Sam quivered as Joe pulled
his fingers from Sam's hole, Sam gulped down his captain's cum and
collapsed onto the bed.

They gasped for breath, sucking in all the air their lungs could take
in. Joe coughed through the cum in his throat, Sam looked back at him with
concern. "You ok skip?" Joe gave him a thumbs up as he coughed, "just need
a water" he spluttered. Sam jumped off the bed, filling a glass of water to
the brim he hurried back and handed it over to Joe who took it gratefully.

"Where did you learn to blow like that skip?" Sam started. Joe took a
moment, allowing the water to do its work. "What happens on tour stays on
tour..." he winked, "...but Stuart Broad likes a bit of mutual relief on
tour" he continued. Sam flashed Joe a grin, his mind was catching up with
all that had just happened, "and skip, one more question, where did you
learn to do that with your fingers?" Sam asked. Joe shrugged, "I'm not sure
you know, it just happened one day and what can I say, I liked it." Sam
pondered for another moment and plucked up some courage, "well if you ever
want to do that or more again, I would love to." He smiled. "Or more?" Joe
quizzed, "what more would you want to do?" he asked. "Well skip, you tell
me, you're the boss." Sam winked.

End

Thank you for reading.  If you have any thoughts, comments or suggestions
about this story or any other scenarios drop me a line pcwtosh@gmail.com

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