Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2018 14:24:29 +0000
From: Ryan White <liciousryan@gmail.com>
Subject: Everton Rooney and Coleman

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This story has NO real baring on Wayne Rooney, Jordan Pickford or Seamus
Coleman. Its a fantasy written to make you CUM. Those three gives me wet
dreams.

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Ryan Anthony White


ROONEY, COLEMAN AND PICKFORD

Wayne Rooney was staring into the eyes of Seamus Coleman. Poor Coleman, who
just innocently came to look for Rooney to have a drink with him. Well, he
didn't expect to get this much of a look from the Roonster! Wayne had
realised that when the door swung open, that Jordan Pickford, to whom
Rooney had just given a killer blowjob to, had duck underneath the covers
and had not been seen by Coleman. Thank goodness.

"Well, I'll see you later then," Seamus said to Wayne as he left the room,
but not before winking at Wayne. Rooney sighed with relief as the danger
was gone, at least for now. Jordan 's head emerged from underneath the
covers and he was clearly in a state of shock. He quickly got up and got
dressed. As he was putting on his shoes, Michael Keane came into the room,
which he and Wayne were rooming in together.

Jordan had come here looking for Michael in the first place and the two of
them went off. As the door closed Wayne sat down on the floor, running his
hands through his hair. He could still fucking smell the cum, Jordan
Pickford's cum on his hands. What the hell possessed him? He wasn't gay!
But the deed had been done and Wayne would just have to live with that.

Before all this, Seamus Coleman was stunned to feel the warmth this time of
the year. He kept wiping off the sweat from his forehead and he desperately
needed something cold down his throat. He checked the rooms and saw that he
was rooming with Rooney. He and the Roonster were really good friends, on
and off the pitch. They played together not only for Everton, but for their
respective countries, England and Ireland, aswell. As Coleman and Rooney
entered their room, Coleman immediately headed for the shower as he could
stand the heat no longer. Rooney decided to wait for Coleman before going
out. Rooney layed back on his bed and closed his eyes. Just as he started
to drift off, he thought about what happened the previous night. He still
couldn't believe it. He had wanked off and sucked off young Jordan Pickford
and he had enjoyed every minute of it. Not only that, but wanking the young
lad off was enough to make him shoot his thick footballer cum without
fucking touching himself!

And what's more...shit...he wished that he could do it again with all his
heart. Rooney stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. Some of his
lady friends said that some of their gay friends do or had fancied
him. Rooney knew that he had a gay following. And now he had come from not
wanting to have anything to do with it, to having it be a huge turn on for
him. He slowly pulled his shirt off and stared at his chest. Well, it was
nothing spectacular for him, but he had seen his stomach showing off
proudly on some websites when he had typed his own name into Google. Now
Wayne was feeling really horny and really wished there was someone to do
with what he and Jordan did last night...oh my God... There was!

Oh boy. Seamus Coleman was currently naked, and wet, taking a shower in the
bathroom that was mere inches away from where Rooney was standing. There
was a hard, long, wet cock just a door away from him. Rooney had to bite
his teeth and force his body not to move as he knew he couldn't do
that. Seamus was his friend, one of his best, and Wayne didn't want to do
anything that might mess that up. Instead he took out his laptop and
switched it on. While it loaded up, his mind once more drifted back to
Coleman in the shower. Hair wet, body soaking with with suds and his hairy
legs all wet and shiny...

Wayne gripped his cock so tightly that it actually hurt. Oh he wanted
Coleman so bad at that point. He sat on a chair and logged onto the
Internet and went into Google. Then he typed: "Seamus Coleman shirtless"
into the search engine. His finger hovered on the ENTER button for a moment
or two before he firmly pressed it.  It was as if Wayne went into a state
of shock. The sexy, gorgeous body of Seamus Coleman was staring Wayne right
in the face. He clicked on some of the pics that he saw, making them
larger. He never knew that Coleman was this sexy!

Wayne jumped as the bathroom door opened and the real McCoy stepped out
wearing only a towel. This was so ironic, he had just looked at pics of
Seamus on the internet and now a towel was the only thing that separated
him from seeing Coleman fully nude. Wayne closed the program and went into
his email, pretending to read it while Coleman was talking about the
Huddersfield game.  Wayne kept stealing small glimpses at Coleman and then
finally, Seamus took the towel off and his huge flaccid cock came into
view.

"Seamus, mate! Put away that thing!" he said playfully.

"Why? Jealous?" Seamus laughed.

"Not a chance, mate! You might be taller than me, but I'll bet you're
smaller than me by a mile."

"Ok, im not gonna stand here and argue who's got the biggest cock," Seamus
said firmly, putting on some briefs and trousers and just for a moment
Wayne thought that he had taken his little game too far, but then Seamus
smiled and winked at him before slyly smirking...

"...because we both know that I'll win the argument!"

Both of them cracked up and high-fived each other. As Wayne felt Coleman's
hand in his own, he began getting that old feeling back again. Coleman saw
that Wayne wasn't smiling anymore and had just begun to worry that he had
hurt his friend's feelings, when he felt his hand being kissed.  Kissed by
Wayne Rooney.  Still holding Seamus's hand, Wayne looked right at him and
then leaned in to place tender little kisses on the length of Seamus's arm
until he reached the shoulder.

Wayne pulled a stunned Coleman towards him and hugged him tightly. It was a
matter of almost a minute when he felt Seamus's hands go around his body
and landing on his back, returning the hug. Seamus knew what they were
doing was wrong and fuck knows what would happen if anyone ever saw them
like this, but they had been training and playing matches all week, there
wasn't really time for getting a bit of relief.

And Wayne's hands felt sooo fucking good...

Seamus had no objections as he felt Rooney pulling down his trousers. Wayne
kneeled on the ground and rubbed his hands all over Seamus's sexy abs and
chest muscles. Wayne leaned into the fabric covering the prize that he had
been after the whole afternoon and he kissed it softly. Seamus let out a
groan that he himself had never heard before. Slowly Wayne grabbed the
boxer briefs and pulled them down. There was Seamus's cock, a full nine
inches of pure Irish meat. Made in Belfast and enjoyed in Merseyside.

Wayne didn't waste any time as training was looming and he sucked Seamus
Coleman's cock into his warm mouth.

"Damn Wazza! What are you fucking doing to me?" Seamus moaned as Wayne
sucked his cock. While he held it at the base, he could feel the heartbeat
of the England midfielder pulsing through the thick, red organ. As he had
not gotten off in a week, Seamus knew that he wasn't going to last long. He
pulled Wayne up and and removed Wayne's shorts and watching the striker's
cock jump up at him. Seamus didn't know what made him do this, but he took
Wayne by the hand and they both layed down on the bed.

Then Seamus swung around so that they were in a 69 position. Slowly, he
grabbed Wayne's cock and slowly started to wank it up and down, letting the
head make its visit every second or two.

"Seamus...Seamus that feels so good...why didn't we do this before..."

Seamus answered Rooney's question by taking the striker's cock into his
mouth. Rooney went ballistic; he had never had his cock sucked like this
before. He drove his cock deeper into Seamus's throat and pumped even
harder. Seamus sucked and sucked at Rooney's thick 7 incher when suddenly
all the afternoon's excitement got to much and Rooney could keep it in no
longer. Wayne Rooney's powerful, white, creamy English seed sprayed the
inside of Seamus Coleman's mouth and he swallowed every single drop offered
to him.

Wayne stroked Seamus's hair lovingly and rubbed his own stomach. Seamus
then sat on his knees on the bed, holding his cock right above Rooney's
face. Rooney took hold of Seamus's powerful hard dick and gave it a few
wanks before it exploded, sending streams and streams of cum onto Wayne's
face and chest. Coleman rubbed his love juice deep into Rooney's skin while
moaning Wayne's name each time a drop of cum left his swollen prick.

When everything was over, Seamus and Wayne decided that this should never
happen again as it would be social suicide if anyone should find out. But
both knew in the back of their minds that somewhere, they would be together
again.


Thanks for reading!! Any suggestions for further footy stories?? Gimme a
mail at liciousryan@gmail.com