Date: Sun, 25 Jul 2021 11:53:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: Paul Smith <premierstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rugby Lads 1 - Marcus Smith & Danny Care

This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult
males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of
any of the persons mentioned.

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live, please stop reading now.  This story is set in current day UK and
Ireland and features men from the sport of rugby union (though there may be
some crossover with other sports).

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The world really was at Marcus Smith's feet. The 22 year old boy wonder had
it all and 2021 had been his year. Winning the premiership with the
Harlequins, being on the England team, and finally, getting his first cap
for the British and Irish Lions. He'd already achieved more in his young
years than most players in the sport and he was proud of his achievements.

After such a good year, the Quins head coach was reluctant to push the team
too hard too early so he had organised some optional training sessions
before the season really started. This was just a quick session for those
who were available over the summer break, not compulsory but very much
encouraged.

After a summer of debauchery with friends and family, Marcus was shattered
after the first one of these. After a couple of hours of drills on the
field, the team were told they could peel of the field into the dressing
room at their leisure. No one wanting to be first, it took a good 15
minutes before anyone dare ventured off but once they started to, everyone
began to leave. Marcus Smith was one of the last to leave the field as he
strode off wearily.

Once in the dressing room he sat down and took a moment to himself, whilst
peeling off his shirt and shorts. Most of his team mates had already got
changed and headed off by the time he got his head together. Marcus thought
he was alone in there, sat just in his underwear until he heard his team
mate call out to him.

"How's it going lad? You played a blinder out there like always. Putting us
old ones to shame."

"Cheers mate!" beamed Marcus as he looked up at Danny Care.

The older player had taken him under his wing ever since he joined the
Quins and always looked out for him, his wealth of experience in the team
demanding respect from everyone. As Danny turned around towards his locker
and took off his top, Marcus glanced at his broad muscular back. Danny was
built differently to most rugby men, not just a lump of muscle, but a true
chiselled adonis. Marcus knew he and Danny had different body types and a
huge height difference so whilst he envied his looks he knew he wouldn't be
able to look like him. But that muscular back, Marcus thought if he could
just get a bit broader it wouldn't do any harm. Not realising he was
daydreaming and staring at his team mate, Marcus was also casually rubbing
his crotch.

"Everything okay mate?" Danny's question broke Marcus' daydreaming and he
blushed a little bit for staring at his team mate for so long.

"Yeah, no, just... thinking about how I could get built a little bit more
like you," replied Marcus.

"You want to look like a big brute like me? Little skinny thing like you
mate?" jibed Danny. He was known for being a joker and would sometimes take
it a little too far. Seeing Marcus face drop a little after the remark,
Danny walked over again, just in his shorts and stood over Marcus.

"Only messing mate!" and he rustled Smith's jet black hair and tugged it a
little. "I bet your girlfriend likes to pull on this don't she?"

Again Marcus was embarrassed by this comment, not really sure where Danny
was going with all this.

"If you want to look like me you have to put the work in," continued
Danny. He then reached down to Marcus hand, picked it up and guided it to
his abs.

"'Feels solid doesn't it?"

Marcus felt weird as his teammate made him slide his hand slid over his
torso. In spite of himself, he felt his cock stir as he rubbed his
teammate.

"Something else looks solid" said Danny as he suddenly grabbed Marcus's
cock through the material of his underwear and gave it a good
squeeze. Marcus got harder from this touch.

"Errr, sorry mate, it's just that I..." stuttered the younger player.

"Don't worry mate, all you need to do to make up for it is suck my cock,"
laughed Danny.

Marcus looked at Danny with confusion.

"I said, suck my cock, boy."

Marcus' confusion continued. Was this some sort of joke organised by the
rest of the Quins lads? There were always lots of horseplay going on, and
on the occasional night out, cocks would get slapped around the cheek of
that one guy who'd had too much beer and was slumped in the corner of the
bar. But this felt different, there was nothing in Danny's tone that made
it seem like a joke. In fact it seemed...

"I won't ask again" Danny seemed angry now.

With his his left hand he hooked down the waistband of his shorts to reveal
his sweaty jockstrap, and with his right hand he wrapped it around Marcus'
skull, pushed him down to his knees and drew him into his crotch.

"That's right boy, smell my musty sweaty balls. I know you want this. Know
what a real man smells like."

Marcus was in a shock. This definitely didn't seem like a joke anymore, but
beyond that, and not that he wanted to admit it, but this was turning him
on. Feeing his face against the sweaty fabric of Danny's jock, breathing in
his manly smell, feeling his cock growing even harder, Marcus was in
heaven. All the feelings he'd repressed for years, seeing all these godly
hunks of rugby players naked in the changing rooms, day in and day out. He
now had to admit - he was desperate for cock and wanted to be used.

Danny suddenly reached down and grabbed Marcus' crotch again in his big
rugged hands.

"Just as I thought, rock hard. Grade A faggot, aren't you Smithy. I've seen
the way you look at me the other boys in here. You always have done ever
since you got here. You had cocksucker written over your face from the
beginning"

Marcus blushed but had no time to think of what had just been said. Keeping
Marcus's head close to his crotch, he pulled down his jockstrap and his
dick sprung out, precum spraying over Marcus's lips. Instinctively he
licked them and tasted the salty goodness. Staring at Danny's beautiful
hard cock for a few seconds, he didn't need to be told anymore. He wrapped
his lips around Danny's cock and started kissing the tip, his tongue
working over Danny's foreskin. Hearing Danny moan, Marcus knew he was doing
it right. He then slowly moved down the shaft, taking more cock into his
mouth until it started to hit the back of his throat. He began to eagerly
bob up and down, pulling back the foreskin on this beautiful uncut cock
with his tongue as he went down each time.

"Take my hard cock you little faggot. Yeah beg for Daddy Danny's rock hard
cock"

Marcus had a moment of realisation that his lips were firmly wrapped around
the huge dick of his hero, his idol, his mentor Danny Care. He was now
tasting the salty precum of the man he had looked up to so for so many
years. The man he had secretly wanked off to so many times in his younger
years. He remembered the first day he had been in the Harlequins changing
room and...

"Keep sucking faggot, I didn't say stop!" barked Danny, which was followed
by a swift slap round the face.

Marcus' cheek glowed and he felt like he had let his hero his down. He got
back to work, concentrating on working his plump lips up and down over the
perfect cock in front of him.

"There's my good lad, Marcy boy. You're an excellent cocksucker when you
put your mind to it."

Marcus now glowed with pride and he felt proud to be called Danny's lad.

"Daddy Danny's going to show you real pleasure in a minute."

Marcus got even harder himself and was furiously leaking precum now as he
knelt on his knees, sucking off his team mate.  Unexpectedly Danny pulled
him off his cock, pushed him awkwardly down into a nearby bench, and ripped
off his underwear with his huge hands, tearing it in two. Marcus was
shocked and felt exposed, slightly nervous in the presence of the much
bigger, much stronger, older man but this did nothing to temper how turned
on he was right now. He sat in disbelief, naked, hard cock exposed leaking
precum as he stared at his team mate.

What Danny did next was something Marcus could never have imagined in a
million years. Hoisting his team mate's legs over his own shoulders, Danny
buried his tongue deep into his ass. Marcus groaned in spite of himself and
his eyes rolled back in his head. He had never known a feeling like this or
the pleasure of having his ass eaten out. Danny really went to town on
rimming the younger player, his tongue going deeper and deeper, slobbering
into his ass and getting Marcus all wet. Danny's rough stubble rubbing
against his smooth hairless ass cheeks combined with the tongue action in
his hole was driving him wild, but when Danny went further and started
playing with his hard nipples, Marcus thought he might shoot a load there
and then.

"Ughhhhh, daddy, fuck, that feels so fucking good, fucking hell."

Marcus didn't even realised he had called his teammate "daddy" but it
didn't go unnoticed by Danny, who just buried his tongue deeper and deeper
into his ass.

Fearing someone might hear his loud moaning, Danny reached up and stuck his
huge fingers into Marcus's mouth, which he eagerly sucked on. Danny knew at
this point that Marcus was now his, his own property, his personal fuck toy
and he had barely started on him yet. He was going to have a lot of fun
with him today, but he had even bigger plans for him.

Danny abruptly stopped and stood up and Marcus looked up. He was walking
away, over to his locker. Marcus was confused again. Was that it? Was Danny
having regrets, thinking about his wife and kids and decided to stop this
before it went any further? He needn't have worried, as Danny came walking
back over, with his manly swagger and a shit eating grin. Swinging from his
hand was a pair of leather handcuffs and blindfold.

"Time to take this to next level boy. But before we do, tell Daddy how much
you want this?"

"Please Daddy, I need this so badly. I need your fat daddy cock."

Marcus couldn't believe what was coming from his mouth. His older teammate
had cast a spell on him and turned him into a cock hungry slut. Danny just
smirked as he put the blindfold on Marcus and cuffed his hands together and
hooked his arms over a clothes peg above where Marcus was sat.

"Grade A faggot," said Danny again as he lifted his team mates' legs over
his own shoulders, lined up his fat leaking cock with Marcus hole, slick
with own spit after rimming. Marcs' pink right hole contrasted with dark
skin and Danny smirked to himself as he plunged his cock inside.

"UGHHHHHH..hmmmmmmm!" screamed Marcus and Danny stifled the moans by
feeding him his fingers once more.

Danny slowly bottomed out, feeling his cock deep inside and his heavy balls
brushed against Marcus' ass. He knew this was a virgin ass from how tightly
it gripped around his dick.

Marcus was having an out of body experience, blindfolded and restricted,
the initial stabbing pain subsiding and now replaced with waves of pleasure
running through his body. The blindfold was heightening all his other
senses as he felt Danny inside him, his manly grunts and groans, the warmth
of his breath as he fucked hun.

In this moment Marcus realised he was born to take cock, be a cum slut, and
pleasure other men. And there was no other man he wanted to please than
Danny Care.

"Daddy, fuck me, fuck me harder! Oh yes Daddy!"

Danny began to jackhammer away at the younger lads ass, pounding and
pounding it again and again. He wasn't quite sure how long the clothes peg
would hold out for so he scooped up his team mate behind his back, lifted
him off the peg and looped his cuffed hands over his own neck.

"Wrap your legs around me boy, we're going for a ride," whispered Danny
into Marcus' ear and he did as he was told. This angle of riding Danny's
cock pushed it even deeper and into Marcus's prostate. He groaned even
louder with this new sensation.

"Your ass feels incredible lad, you were born to be fucked," grunted Danny
in between thrusts. He could begin to feel his orgasm building up, his cock
swelling even harder and his balls tighten up. Wanting to look his boy in
the eyes but not lose momentum of this intense fuck, he leaned in, licked
Marcus' face and then removed the blindfold with his teeth.

Squinting as his eyes readjusted to the light, Marcus saw the face of the
man who was fucking him so incredibly. They stared intensely into each
other's eyes as Danny continued to pound away. Then Danny did something
which surprised both Marcus and himself and he moved his head forward to
kiss his teammate deeply.

For a split second, Marcus felt guilt over his girlfriend and Danny's wife,
those who were normally the recipients of these kisses. But this was
something else, something animalistic between the two. Marcus knew he was
Danny's boy now.

All of a sudden, Marcus felt an orgasm like nothing else he had experience
and a wave of convulsions came over.

"UGH, DADDY, I'm, Ughh, going to cum!" screamed Marcus, as Danny continued
to kiss and fuck him, their bodies melded into one now. Marcus' rock hard
cock started to spunk all over Danny's belly, sending rope after rope of
come all over him.

This sensation was the tipping point for Danny and he too began to cum deep
inside his teammate. Not that he would tell Marcus until some time after
but this was also the most intense orgasm he too had ever had. He could
feel his cock spurt load after load into Marcus as he continued to kiss
him, their tongues going like crazy.

The intensity of it all made Danny's knees weaken and he slowly fell to the
floor, but continuing to cradle his younger teammate. His cock was yet to
soften and he didn't want to take it out if Marcus yet. They looked a sight
- sat on the floor, Marcus straddling Danny's lap and handcuffed arms
wrapped around his shoulders, cock still inside him, cum all over their
torsos and beginning to leak out of Marcus' ass. Marcus felt spent but he
had never felt so good before in his life. Danny reached behind, scooped up
some of his cum leaking from Marcus's ass, did the same from the cum over
their bellies, and held up his fingers to Marcus. Not needing be told now,
Marcus instinctively began to eat up this offering from the older man.

"My greedy little cum slut. You did a good job today boy," laughed Danny
and then he reached in for another kiss. They kissed passionately but more
tenderly this time. Marcus wasn't quite sure what had just happened but he
did know he felt good wrapped up in Danny's arms. They continued with their
cum covered kiss until they were rudely interrupted.

"What the fuck is going on here???"

To be continued...