Date: Sun, 23 Aug 2020 16:11:50 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: Graduation Ceremony

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.

Previously: Cherries Go Blue

Mason beamed down at David who returned the favour as both of them enjoyed
the fulfilment of deep penetration.

Premier League Football - Graduation Ceremony

"So I want you in on time, congratulations Billy, tomorrow you train with
the first team." Frank confirmed. Billy put the phone down before fist
pumping hard, [Fuck yes! I'm a Chelsea first team player!!!] His beautiful
grin stretched the width of his face, he could hardly contain his
excitement, next he called all of his family and friends to tell them the
news.

He arrived at Cobham the next day to find Mason waiting for him in the car
park. As Billy approached the building Mason smiled towards him. "Afternoon
mate, how's it going?" "Aye man, all good thanks, how are you?" Billy
replied in his Scottish accent. "Smashing mate. Come on then, I'm meant to
show you around." Mason grinned. Billy followed Mason into the facility,
his eyes surveyed the state-of-the-art complex in wonderment.

"Through here is the main dressing room" Mason announced as they walked
through into the bright room, "you can sit anywhere you like." he
continued. "No one has a set position so feel free to sit next to me if
you're feeling nervous." Billy smiled across towards Mason as the English
midfielder took him through the complex. Out on to the training fields,
Billy had been here a million times but this time it was different. "And
these are the pitches." Mason beamed. "I can't wait to get out there."
Billy replied, Mason threw his arm around the Scottish boy's shoulder,
"You'll be awesome mate." he grinned reassuringly.

Mason led Billy through to the canteen, "let's get some grub and we can
have a kick about after." he beamed. Billy grinned, as the boy's helped
themselves to a nice salad and glasses of fruit juice. "How did you find it
settling in here?" Billy asked. "Easy as mate, the lads are great. We have
a laugh but then when it gets to Saturday everyone is ready for business."
Mason beamed. "Is it much better than Derby and Vitesse?" "It's a different
class mate, there's just something different in the air here, it just feels
like winning." Mason explained, Billy smiled as he chewed. "I can't wait."

They finished their lunch and Mason took Billy through to the main
fields. The rest of the squad had been given the afternoon off so they had
the state-of-the-art complex to themselves. Mason collected a sack of
footballs and a set of cones. Billy took a ball and began to slalom between
the cones Mason had set out, followed by Mason himself. "Decent form mate."
Mason grinned watching the little Scot nipping between the cones keeping
the ball close to him at all times.

Mason rearranged the cones again and this time they practiced passing
exercises between them. Fizzing passes back and forth the pair of them
began to giggle trying harder to outdo the other.

"How about a bit of scorpion football?" Mason asked, "bring it on!" Billy
beamed. Mason picked up two mini goals and placed them facing each other
around 15 metres apart. "You start." He called flicking the ball to the
Scot.

Billy trapped the ball then darted forward running towards Mason. The
English boy was a few inches taller than him which gave Billy a lower
centre of gravity. The Scot dropped his shoulder aiming for the goal but
struck wide.

Mason trotted off to collect the ball while Billy got his breath back. The
English boy approached Billy cautiously as he turned sideways to cover the
angle. Eyes fixed on the ball Billy waited for Mason to make his move. The
English boy shuffled the ball to his right and injected a burst of pace to
get some separation. Striking towards goal Mason looked up but Billy's left
foot blocked the ball which squirted away from the pair of them. The
Scottish boy was quickest to react and before Mason could locate it, the
ball rolled into his vacant net, 1-nil Billy. The mini Scot afforded
himself a little fist pump whilst Mason jogged back to retrieve the ball.

Mason set up another attack approaching Billy again, with a cheeky step
over he managed to get a foot of separation between them and went to strike
the ball towards the goal when Billy's foot flicked his leg. Mason lost his
balance and went crashing to the ground closely followed by Billy who fell
on top of him. They rolled over giggling and it was Billy who was first to
his feet collecting the ball and advancing towards Mason's goal. Mason
tried to get across to cover but Billy flicked the ball passed him and into
the net again 2-nil. "Playing dirty are we?" Mason sniggered in a mock
Scottish accent, "no rules in scorpion." Billy teased feeling a little
guilty.

Mason came at Billy once more, the Englishman sold him a dummy flicking the
ball to the right and running round him to the left before slotting the
ball home 1-2. Mason turned back to Billy beaming, "that's more like it."
Billy scoffed loudly as he ran back to collect the ball and started
again. Approaching Mason, Billy attempted to shimmy past his teammate but
Mason was in a playful mood. Allowing Billy to move alongside him, Mason
lunged for the Scottish boy rugby tackling him to the ground while the ball
rolled away. Mason jumped up whilst Billy lay down on the turf in shock and
before he could return to his feet Mason had rolled the ball into the net
once again 2-2. "Bollock to yer." Billy grumbled as Mason sniggered, "2-2,
no rules bitch!" Billy couldn't repress a smile and he came forward again.

This time it was Billy's turn to attempt a step over trying to dazzle
Mason, the 21-year-old however was wise to the trick nipping the ball away
from the Scot. Mason's eyes lit up as he prepared to strike for goal, then
he braced himself knowing he was about to get hit. The little Scot wrestled
Mason to the ground as the ball rolled away. Spent, Billy lay huffing on
top of Mason who similarly lacked the strength to pick himself up." Draw?"
Mason offered panting, "draw!" Billy agreed as they lay on the turf wrapped
around each other.

Billy went to stand up but Mason held him down rolling him over and
pressing his weight onto the pocket-sized Scot. The mischievous 21-year-old
went for Billy's ribs, pinning him down and poking him with his
fingertips. Billy collapsed to the ground again laughing hysterically with
his legs kicking involuntarily trying to escape Mason's clutches.

The pair of them rolled around together as Billy tried in vain to free
himself from Mason's grip. "Gerroff ye cunt!" Billy giggled squirming and
writhing. Mason stopped the tickling but still held Billy's side. Panting
they stared at each other, Billy bracing himself for Mason to resume the
onslaught.

Their bodies intertwined, Mason could feel Billy's tent pressing against
his leg and moved in for the kiss. Billy's heart was hammering, the English
boy's perfect body wrapped around him and his gorgeous face
approaching. Mason's pouting lips connected with Billy's and the pair of
them just lay there kissing tenderly on the empty training pitch. Mason's
hand wandered across Billy's body and rested on his bulge giving it a
gentle squeeze. The teenager could only squirm with excitement as Mason
gripped his hard cock through his shorts. Mason watched the Scottish boy's
face as his fingers went to work at the base of Billy's ever growing bulge.

"Mase, someone's gonna see us." Billy hissed in his Scottish accent. Mason
ignored the teenager's concern and continued to stroke him through his
shorts. "Everyone else is gone except the cleaners. And look, you can
barely see the clubhouse through the gloom." Mason whispered as his tongue
ran under Billy's ear lobe and began to suck it gently. Billy could feel
his ability to protest evaporating as Mason's tongue curled around his ear
and sucked away. The English boy's hand ran along Billy's tent continuing
all the way up to his waistband before sliding underneath them. The
teenager exhaled gently as Mason's hand slipped under the waistband of his
shorts and boxers and came to rest on the Scottish boy's shaft.

Mason grinned to himself as his fingers entered his teammate's sweaty
crotch. Billy's smooth skin was soaked in sweat and the patch of hair above
his cock and round his balls held even more of the Scottish boy's
moisture. Mason pulled his fingers from Billy's crotch and raised them to
his nose giving them a long hard sniff, "you smell amazing." Mason
whispered beaming wide before returning his hand to Billy's shorts. The
teenager smiled, leaning into Mason's face again, their tongues met and
swirled wildly together.

The English boy's fingers pulled gently at Billy's hard cock, the
teenager's pole had grown to his full 7.5 inches. Mason appreciated the
Scot's cock as it throbbed in his palm, whilst they kissed the 21-year-old
grinned feeling the prickly bristles of Billy's stubble against his top
lip. Running his tongue along Billy's chin, Mason felt his cock pulse
wildly, Billy tasted of pure teenage sweat.  Without hesitation, Mason
pulled away from the Scot's face and shuffled down his body, pushing down
Billy's waistband. The teenager's uncut 7.5 inches pointed up, hovering
just above his smooth torso. Mason didn't even stop to appreciate the view,
the 21-year-old's mouth formed a perfect tunnel and enveloped Billy's
throbbing member.

The sweaty Scot moaned as his teammate's mouth slid down his rock hard
shaft. Mason's lips wrapped tightly around Billy's thin foreskin, the
sweaty skin tasted incredible. Encouraged, the Pompey lad sucked deeper
down the teenager's pole ensuring to get a face full of Billy's musky
pubes. The English boy's fingers stroked Billy's hairy balls gently teasing
more moans from the horny 19-year-old. "Fuck yeah" Billy breathed in a soft
Scottish accent, Mason gave a little smile burying the teenager's pole into
his throat again.

Mason's free hand slipped into his own shorts and began to rummage. The
smell of Billy's sweaty skin filling his nostrils made the Pompey lad's
cock stand to attention. Mason's pointy nose dipped into the Scot's curly
pubes with each flex of his young neck muscle. The teenager's leg began to
jig uncontrollably, Mason's tongue flicking around the little Scot's big
cock teasing him excitingly.

Billy peered around to check they were alone again, satisfied he groaned
again. "Fuck yes Mase! Suck that cock!" He growled angrily. Mason smiled to
himself and continued to work Billy's pole. The English boy's own fist
began to tug himself faster beneath his shorts, Billy watched the bump in
the fabric move up and down as the 21-year-old pleasured himself and the
teenager simultaneously.

Billy's left hand explored his sweaty chest, rolling over his smooth skin
and massaging his sensitive brown nipples. The Scot's right hand ran
through Mason's crunchy hair encouraging his teammate down his shaft. Mason
needed no encouragement, the taste of the young Scot was enough for him as
he wanked furiously to Billy's flavour and scent.

[Shoot in my mouth!] Mason's mind begged his younger teammate. The Scot
felt amazing, his mind had left the world around them and focused on
nothing but the Pompey lad's talented tongue. Mason's warm mouth worked as
hard as it could devouring the horny teenager. "Yeah, that's it Mase, right
there!" Billy breathed again, his slim hips pushing up into Mason as the
21-year-old's mouth came down in the opposite direction.

Mason wanked himself faster, the sweaty young Scot still tasted like
absolute perfection. His thick Scottish accent encouraging Mason's every
blow and his hips forcing his sweaty teenage balls into Mason's nostrils,
the 21-year-old felt his cock pulsing excitedly.

A thin and silky strand of precum landed on Mason's tongue, as the flavour
washed over his taste buds he sighed with approval. Billy could feel
himself getting closer with his cock leaking and his balls aching ready to
release his load. His teammate was too good at this, Mason's tongue
flicking across the teenager's head every so often in between deep blows
into Billy's crotch. The Scot breathed heavily, enjoying Mason's warm
mouth, the 21-year-old using the inside wall of his mouth to graze over
Billy's swollen head.

The little Scot's legs began to kick involuntarily with pure excitement,
Billy did his best to control his legs and avoid kicking Mason but his
impending orgasm was close to consuming every cell in his brain. The
English boy's face persisted to work Billy's tool, his pink lips pulled the
teenager's foreskin up and pushed it back down again. The roof of Mason's
mouth scraped across the thin membrane of the teenager's throbbing brain
and Billy felt the fire ignite in his sack. "Masey, I'm gonna blow." He
growled in despair, his accent adding force to his statement.

Mason was going nowhere; the Pompey boy buried his nose into the Scot's
pubes, took in a deep breath and waited. "Fucking... Cunt!" Billy hissed,
Mason sniggered as the 18-year-old stopped kicking and his hips began
bucking. Billy's cock pulsed hard in the English boy's mouth before it
began to fire wildly. Mason felt Billy's head expand and the little Scot's
juices began to flow. The 21-year-old's mouth began to fill very quickly
with the teenager's hot seed, as Billy sweaty balls continued to buck hard
up into Mason's face.

The older boy inhaled deeply again, taking in the teenager's musk as he
swallowed Billy's thick seed. The dense pearly strands coating the inside
of his mouth told him Billy hadn't cum in a while. The shots came out
powerfully with short breaks between them as the twink wriggled in glee
below Mason. The Pompey lad felt his own balls tighten as his throat
muscles squeezed Billy's thick jizz down gullet. The teenager's pink head
fired another heavy load into the top of Mason's mouth, "Christ." Billy
spat violently as his balls fired their last dollop of cream on to Mason's
tongue and his tired hips came to a rest.

The slick liquid clung to the inside of Mason's throat as he tried to force
it down. The salty flavours danced across the 21-year-old's tongue and he
gave a final groan through his nose. Mason felt his nuts squeezing their
heavy load as his fist pumped as hard as it could.

Releasing Billy's cock, Mason's head fell to the turf and he exhaled, his
purple head pulsed before it exploded. The 7 inches thickened in his palm
as it pushed his creamy seed up his shaft and fired. Billy watched on still
huffing heavily as Mason's jizz shot into the air. The English boy
whimpered as his load escaped him and flew into the air. Mason shuddered as
his cum shot hard across his training gear, the white liquid contrasted
with his black trackies splattering 5 heavy shots across them.

It was Mason's hips turn to thrust at air as his orgasm rocketed through
him. The final waves of his climax squeezed more thick jizz out of him, his
young nuts squirted another light glob of jizz onto his shirt and he gave a
long sigh stroking himself gently. The Pompey lad's orgasm began to
subside, his cock throbbed shooting hard blanks, as his breathing returned
to normal and his hips slowed, the 21-year-old continued to pump his shaft
slowly. Mason concentrated and pulled his shaft gently from bottom to top,
a final rope of his cum dribbled from his head and down onto his trackies.

"Fuck me that was a heavy load on you." Billy grinned down at Mason who
smiled back up at his. "You're one to talk, you nearly drowned me before."
He replied with a chuckle.

"Thanks Mase." Billy smiled sweetly. "Don't mention it. I've been wanting
to do that for ages." The Pompey lad winked with a smile. "Really?" Billy
replied sounding astonished. "Course, you're my boy. And it feels like
forever since I last saw you naked." Mason grinned. "Maybe, next time?" The
little Scot beamed. "Aye next time." Mason agreed. The pair of them lay on
the grass a little longer before Mason pushed himself to sit up. Billy
followed closely and both lads stood up to make their way back to the
locker room.

"What are you gonna tell your missus?" Billy asked tentatively. "Nothing,
she doesn't mind as long as I give her the business when I'm at home too."
Mason grinned proudly. Billy gave Mason a smile to hide his jealousy, "I'll
have to get me one of those." He replied. Mason cupped his arm around the
teenager's shoulder and pulled him in for a side-by-side hug. "Do what's
right for you." He grinned, Billy nodded in agreement, "my folks definitely
want their little grandkids, but I need to have your cock in my life too."
He sniggered in reply. "Your wish is my command." Mason giggled kissing the
top of Billy's head.

They entered the training centre and organised their things before heading
for the showers. They returned clean and got themselves dressed and ready
to leave. "Have a safe journey man." Mason bid Billy as they bumped fists
and headed for the exit. Billy climbed into his car and sighed, [Mason's
the best.]

END

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