Date: Fri, 12 Apr 2024 18:08:25 +0100 From: Harry Subject: Rugby World Cup 8 At the outset I must make the disclaimer that this story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of these rugby union players or any personal knowledge about their private lives. I hope it gives some sustenance to readers during the World Cup. Look forward to your comments. Do give generously to Nifty to keep this service alive (https://donate.nifty.org/). --- Henry Slade shut the door behind him to his room, fresh from the sauna and training and ready to crash. The training for the match had been intense today and he'd been knocked about a fair bit as well feeling the strain in the gym in the afternoon. He looked at himself in the mirror, feeling his pecs in the skin-tight training tops they'd given them this time round and admiring his biceps which were nicely tanned against the white fabric. Henry always liked to wear a pair of shorts smaller than he probably merited, aware that this didn't hurt his fans' appreciation of him, and as he touched himself he could see his own cock pressing against the fabric as he admired his gains. `Fuck, I'm randy', he muttered to himself, thinking that the last time that he'd fucked Megan was now over two weeks ago. He rubbed his cock through the material and picked up his phone, flicking through Pornhub to find something to get him through the evening before Marcus Smith, his room-mate, came back. He was out with his girlfriend, Beth, who'd come down for the afternoon, so he figured he'd be fine -- they' d be out for ages. Sliding his hand beneath his shorts to his ever-growing cock, he absent-mindedly scrolled through the offerings until he found a hot blonde ready to be shafted and connected it to the room's TV. He fell back on the bed, took off his top and began to enjoy giving the much-needed attention to his cock as he began to watch the video, watching the girl take the enormous length of what looked like some pumped athlete, her breasts oiled up as she took it like a champ, squealing. `Fuck, yeah, that's what I'm talking about', Slade said, as he stroked his nipple with his free hand, the slicking sound of his precum beginning to fill the room, his cock now free of his Calvins as he continued to watch. What he hadn't anticipated was that two minutes into the video the pair would be joined by another bloke. This wasn't Henry's standard fare, to be honest, but his physique was fine and the thought of them both spit-roasting the blonde gave new energy to Slade's randiness. Instead, though, the other bloke stood behind the other and, with his dripping cock he eased it up against his crack as the other guy ate out the girl. `Woah there', Henry muttered to himself, not expecting this, but also kind of entranced by the massive schlong and the eagerness of the other guy to push back onto it. Henry had often thought about being pegged, having always enjoyed playing with his own hole, and this had a kind of fascination as, slowly, the other guy eased himself into his mate. Soon, as they were going at it, the girl moaning with pleasure, Henry couldn't help but be weirdly turned on; he pulled down his underwear a bit so he could reach his hole, beginning to imagine what it might be like to be fucked by a mate as he ate out Megan. Shit, this was crazy thinking -- porn takes you down some strange avenues, he thought, as he his hand began to move frantically up and down his seven incher as his finger played with his cunt. `Fuck, yes, give it to him', Henry muttered, so lost in his own delirious thoughts of being fucked, he hadn't noticed that Marcus had come into the suite with Beth, both of whom now stood at the entrance to the bedroom from the corridor with some degree of surprise at what was before them. `Um, mate', said Marcus, dressed in one of the suits Trywhitt had given him, his smile extending with absolute menace as Beth, dressed in a slinky number beside him, covered her mouth in embarrassment and shock at the sight of Henry jacking himself off frantically. `Fuck, fuck,' said Henry as he quickly reached for the cushion to cover himself, frantically pulling up his briefs (barely able to contain his dripping, hard cock), as Marcus stepped into the bedroom. `I'm so sorry, I thought you were both out -- Marcus was now laughing, strolling with his usual swagger into the room to the bed adjoining Henry's. `Watcha watching, buddy?', said Marcus, who was taking in the handsome sight of Henry's tanned body and the now practically transparent underwear revealing his head seeping precum. `Oh fuck off, you twat', said Henry, red-faced, smiling but also aware that Marcus would see the fact he was getting off on two blokes fucking. `No, no, please, don't turn it off for us. Looks like they're having a lot of fun.' Beth had moved into the room, her own nipples unmistakeabley rigid through her silk top as she looked up at the screen and these two adonises in front of her. She had always fancied Henry -- who didn't? -- and she wondered whether Marcus was having the same thought. She had already guessed that something had gone on between him and Danny during the World Cup after she had accidentally opened a parcel of cum-stained jockstraps sent by him to Marcus a few weeks ago (a card with simply `Love Daddy Danny xx' written on it), but how would Marcus feel if she pushed it. `Hmmm, yeah, she's definitely having the time of her life, from the look of things', Beth said, as they now all watched the blonde begin to be double penetrated by the boys. `I've always fancied a threesome with two blokes, to be frank,' as she moved her hand to her groin and moaned slightly. `Oh baby,' said Marcus, `good girl', as he turned to Henry. `Looks like it might be your lucky night, mate', smiling at him before looking hungrily at his cock. `What the fuck?', said Henry, `are you serious? The three of us?' `What about it? Beth's clearly game and I can suck cock like the best of them', replied Marcus. `I wondered when you were going to tell me', said Beth giggling as she stroked her boyfriend's neck. `That explains your weekends with Danny then, does it?', she laughed, as she -- almost in one movement -- pulled the straps off her shoulders to let her dress fall to the ground, revealing her athletic physique, incredibly pert breasts and modestly shaved cunt. `Fuck me, you're hot', said Henry. `You're not having any of this', she said seductively to Henry, `until you've let Marcus here get a taste of your cock.' Marcus looked in astonishment and utter adoration at Beth, unbelieving that she could be so open to this. `Well, Sladey, what an offer,' said Marcus, looking back at Henry who was slack-jawed and rock hard. His eyes darted between the two of them, Marcus lying in his suit trousers and tight shirt, clearly hard, and his naked girlfriend beside him. Was this really happening? Henry swallowed hard. Without even really thinking about it and bewitched by the sight of Beth beside Smithy, he pulled back his Calvins to let his cock slap against his six-pack, eager for release. Marcus smiled and, standing up, loosened his tie and opened several buttons of his shirt as he walked towards Henry's bed, his arse looking tremendous in the suit trousers as he swaggered like some hungry lion before falling to his knees. The room was now electric, the sound of the threesome on the TV continuing in the background as Marcus now brought Henry's length into his hand, its thickness pure delight and gently pulled back the foreskin as he brought his mouth and tongue around his head. The sweet taste of Henry's pre suddenly filling his mouth, Marcus groaned as Henry threw his head back, barely able to breathe. `Oh yeah, baby', said Beth who licked her finger to play with her left nipple as she began to finger herself at the sight of Henry being sucked off by her boyfriend. `Fuck me, Smithy', said Henry, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as Marcus worked his magic. `When the fuck did you learn to do this?' `Yeah, babe, tell us both,' laughed Beth, who was now massively turned on by the scene in front of her. Marcus, who had taken almost all of Henry's length into his throat, disgorged it, slurping as he did so. `Well, I don't know how many times I've now sucked Danny off, but the Curry brothers are giving me good feedback,' he laughed, thinking he had nothing to lose now in front of Beth. `Both of them?', Beth exclaimed, unbelieving. `At the same time, yeah,' Marcus grinned, Henry's pre dribbling down his chin, before taking his cock back into his mouth greedily. `Fuck me,' said Beth, `now that would be a threesome'. `Only if you can get them to keep their hands off each other,' Marcus exclaimed in between takes, as Henry and Beth looked at each other in amazement, both wondering what the fuck had been going on in the England squad that they hadn't known about -- let alone the thought of the twins fucking each other. `Beth, come here babe', said Henry, beckoning her with his hand as her boyfriend furiously worked Henry's cock, his hair flying back and forth. `Get on top of me while he works his magic'. She strode closer to the bed, kicking off her heels and her eyes meeting Marcus's, smiling at him with a strange mixture of pride and lust. Her hand now wandered up Henry's torso, pinching his nipple as she bent over to begin a deep kiss with Henry, her weighty breasts meeting his rock hard pecs before Henry took a nipple in his mouth. Before he could spend much more time with her tits, Beth swung her leg over the bed and across Henry's torso, throwing back her hair, her breasts looking glistening in the evening light as she now shuffled over Henry's face and his tongue began to work its magic. Smithy looked up, the sight of Henry eating out his girlfriend taking this to a whole new level for him -- he reached down to his suit trousers, grabbing his rock-hard cock, his mouth still wrapped around Henry's own schlong which was producing vast quantities of pre now; he'd have to be careful not to get him off too quickly. As Beth moaned, Henry's tongue flicking back and forth with expert grace, her breasts pressed up against the wall as she gently rode him -- the sound of fucking still present in the background on the TV. Marcus swiftly pulled off his shirt (his own rig looking pretty fantastic after two weeks of training), kicked off his shoes and, unbuckling his belt, his own cock strained clearly against the figure-hugging trousers. He was overcome with lust now and needed to realise his needs sooner rather than later. He pulled down his Armani briefs quickly and pulling back his hair, took Henry's cock back into his mouth and this time left plenty of saliva as he pulled off before he too quickly flung his thick thighs over Henry and -- with his girlfriend before him -- he slowly lowered himself onto Slade's thick cock. Marcus threw back his head, the sense of pain and pleasure, relief and satisfaction, filling him in every sense as he slowly took Henry into him. It felt amazing. Henry groaned loudly, prompting Beth to lift herself off for a second as Henry looked up from his pillow to see Marcus, naked, straddling his cock, his own length bouncing gently as he began to get into a rhythm. Their eyes met: Henry unbelieving at the sight of his own cock in another man (let alone England's new poster boy), Marcus smiling, a sense of triumph that another lusted-after member of the team had been converted. Beth, looking back, laughed: `Babe, you clearly needed that a lot'. Marcus seemed almost unable to breathe as he moved up and down, the now-expert bottom finding what he needed and looking almost overwhelmed with joy. She turned around now, her own magnificent arse now in Henry's face as she moved her own head to Marcus's cock her tongue passing over the end of it as he slapped it against her face as he moved. This was incredible and on Marcus went, his stamina on the field finding its accompaniment on Henry's cock, sweat beginning to glisten across his chest and through his thick hair. `Fuck, this is amazing', said Henry, as he went back to work on Beth, his tongue ranging between her tight cunt, his hands grabbing her fulsome arse as he occasionally caught sight of Marcus's head thrown back, his tight arse clamped around his cock and giving it pleasure like he'd never known in a woman's cunt. `Pause baby', Beth said, as -- for a moment -- Marcus let Henry's rod work its way into him fully, feeling him deep in his gut, as Beth now worked Marcus's cock with her characteristic intensity, her full lips gliding purposefully over the head. Marcus could never have even dreamt this, it felt so fucking fantastic; his teammate deep inside him, rock hard; the love of his life pleasuring him as she herself felt the incredible dexterity of Henry's tongue. He never seemed to pause for breath as their collective moans blended with those on the screen behind them. `Hang on,' Henry said, `I want to try something. Marcus, get yourself off. Beth, lie down, '. Marcus eased himself off and stood back, his rock-hard cock dripping as Beth and Henry exchanged places. Henry took off his briefs properly as he came and stood beside Marcus, his hand resting on his bulbous arse and shoving the briefs to Marcus's face. `That's my boy. You like your big bro's smell in your face, don't you, just like you like his cock inside you', he said, looking down into Marcus's lustful eyes. `Did you know your boy was such a little faggot, Beth?', laughed Henry, who now seemed to be taking charge, his own cock still hard against Marcus's thigh. Now, more tenderly, he said, `come here, little bro' as he leaned slowly in to Marcus's face and -- with an intensity and tenderness that neither Marcus nor Beth had been expecting -- he pressed his lips and tongue against Marcus's. The sight of the two of them, locked in this embrace, their cocks pressed up against each other, the sweat glistening on their chiselled bodies, sent Beth into a kind of daze. She reached for her clit and began to finger herself with one hand and play with her right nipple with the other; the exchange of animal lust for man-on-man tenderness turned her on in a way that she had not expected as she watched their hands move over each other, Henry clearly obsessed with Marcus's taut arse and Marcus with Henry's thighs and back. They moaned before Marcus broke free, suddenly aware of Beth beside him, only to see her with her legs apart pleasuring herself. They both looked at her. `Baby, this is so fucking hot', said Marcus. `Don't stop boys,' she said, `I can't get enough'. `Well, baby,' said Henry, `do you like seeing me take care of my little bro? Would you like to see him take care of me?' `Haha, what do you mean?', interjected Marcus. `I want you inside me', said Henry, as he pulled out of the embrace and lay down in front of him, his head back in Beth's clit, his legs spread to reveal his beautiful arse, hairless hole, pink and inviting. `Fuck me,' said Marcus, as -- without any further encouragement -- he knelt down to move his tongue towards Henry's cunt, his other hand grabbing his own cock to work up the precum that he knew he'd need shortly. Henry began to make sounds of utter pleasure as he felt Marcus's tongue probe his hole. This was something Megan had never gone near and yet the taste of it to Marcus was like the nectar of the gods; he couldn't get enough. Beth looked down at the sight of Henry's long back stretching to his rising butt, in between which all she could see was Marcus's hair and, behind him, weirdly enough, exactly the same scene being played out on the tv screen. `Oh Henry, fuck, you're so good at this; Megan is one lucky woman, fuck, yes!', she cried, `Come on, Marcus, fuck your big brother. He wants it, baby.' Marcus's head rose from Henry's cunt, smiling, loving how Beth was engaging in the filth. `Are you ready, big bro? I'm guessing you've never had this before?' There were only grunts of longing that came from Henry, who continued to work his tongue around Beth's clit. `Fuck him, babe', said Beth, as Marcus moved to rub the bountiful pre around Henry's hole, the sensation of that alone sending Henry into a seventh heaven. Slowly, Smithy moved one and then two fingers into his hole, letting the natural lube loosen up what he knew was going to be one tight-as-fuck cunt; he couldn't wait. `Fuck,' growled Henry beneath Beth, `I want it. I want it little bro'. `Don't worry, baby, he's coming for you', said Beth, as Marcus smiled at her before slowly, slowly, he pushed his head up against the cunt. Initially it pushed back. `Breathe, big brother', said Marcus, as again, and now successfully, he manoevured himself slowly into Henry who, taking short breaths, seemed physically stunned, even as Beth moved her hand to his head reassuringly. `That's it, Henry, take it slowly, good boy', said Beth, caressing his face which creased in a mixture of pain and astonishment. Slowly he adjusted to the presence of Marcus's lengthy rod as it went deeper into his guts, the feeling of another man inside him fucking incredible and making himself leak precum like nothing ever had before; he felt like a teenager having sex for the first time, as he looked up at Beth who took some of her own juices to his lips. `You're doing so well. How does it feel to have my boy inside you?' Henry could barely breathe. `Yeah, fuck, yeah, don't, yes, just keep going'. Marcus pulled back a little, helping Henry adjust. `That's it, bro, you're taking it like the pro slut that you are', Marcus's hands stretching up Henry's muscled back taking in the beautiful sight before him. `Are you ready for some more?' `Yes, yes, I want it, I want you to fuck me', muttered Henry, as Marcus now began to move slowly back and forth, the sensation of his own foreskin flicking back and forth inside Henry's gut feeling absolutely insane. He threw his head back as Henry whimpered. `Yes, fuck yes, you love it, don't you big bro?' `Yes, fuck me you little cunt, fuck your brother', growled Slade as he took his tongue back to Beth who pressed herself down into his face, making the most of Henry's expertise again, Marcus's eyes meeting hers as they ravished and were being ravished by this god of a man. `Fuck, Henry, fuck yes, you're so good,' squealed Beth, her hair thrown back, her breasts glistening, as she arched her back to let Henry in deeper, even as Henry felt the full force now of Marcus thrusting into him, waves of pain and pleasure passing through his whole body as he tasted Beth moving to climax. `Oh baby, oh baby yes,' Beth cried, Marcus determinedly looking at her, eager to reach his climax at the same time as her. `I'm close too, baby girl, let's flood my boy', the filth of it sending both of them into a frenzy as Henry felt the full pressure now of Marcus inside him, gasping for air and moaning like an animal in pain. `Yes, Marcus, fill him up,' she cried as their eyes met, Marcus now moving more quickly and feeling himself getting close, closer, as Beth screamed as her body convulsed against Henry's tongue. Marcus buckled, his hands grabbing Henry's thighs as before he knew it, waves of pleasure sent what felt like fifteen shots deep into Henry's cunt. `Fuuuuuuuuck, yessssss', he cried, his head thrown back in ecstasy, the sweat dripping off him, as he fell on top of Henry's back, his cock still deep inside him, Beth collapsed in front of him, lost in her own orgasm; Henry panting, abused, and sated beneath them. `Fuck me,' said Marcus, catching his breath. `That was the tightest fuck I've ever had; your cunt is beautiful, Sladey' as, gently, he now slowly pulled out, careful to catch his own cum as it seeped out with both hands, tasting some himself before rolling over Henry and feeding him with the other, his face red and dazed, his own cock still -- remarkably -- rock hard, despite the fucking he'd just endured. `I think we need to attend to you now, don't we', said Beth as Henry watched the couple move towards his girth, their tongues now ranging up and down it, occasionally meeting at the top to gather the precum that still flowed bountifully. `Oh yeah, oh yeah, don't stop, that's incredible', he said, the sight of their hungry mouths slathering him, and Marcus's tongue working with incredible skill around his head and balls. Who would have ever known that the boy-wonder would be such a good cock-sucker, thought Henry, as he watched them worship him, Beth's hand wandering to Henry's nipple as with the other she massaged his cock with increasing energy. The pleasure was unbelievable and not sustainable. `I'm close, little bro, are you ready for it? Oh yeah, yeah, oh yessss.....', said Henry, as Marcus flicked his tongue deftly across the head just as, before he could even catch it, what seemed like endless, heavy shots of cum hit Beth's and Marcus's faces, shot across Henry's chiselled torso, and even hit Henry himself in the face. `Fuck me, how much had you got in there, big bro', said Marcus, laughing, looking at Beth dripping with his semen. Like a flash, Marcus moved with his tongue to lap up the pearl-white mess across his chest before moving to snowball it into Henry's mouth, a froth emerging as Beth too moved in to join the mutual sharing of Henry's cum, even as Marcus moved to lick the rest off her breasts. As Henry looked into Marcus's eyes, they all burst out laughing, the smell of sweat, cum and clit filling the air as Beth and Marcus collapsed either side of Henry, her hands across his chest, and Marcus's on his cock. `You really should visit the training camp more often, Beth', said Henry. `I dunno', she said, `it looks like Marcus is fending perfectly well for himself without me'. She laughed, as Marcus moved into kiss her deeply. `You're fucking amazing, you know that'. `No, that was amazing', said Beth. `We should invite Megan next time, right?', she giggled, her finger tracing Henry's still rock-hard nipple, as she moved in to kiss Henry, Marcus looking lovingly at them both... wondering how his sex life had been so transformed in the space of six months and also wondering how the rest of the week would pan out with just him and Henry in the room... To be continued... If you're enjoying this series or have any suggestions or ideas, let me know!