Teammates

Harry Dean, a successful young footballer, stood looking out over Paris from the large window in his hotel room. He had been looking at the skyline, but now, the sky was dark and he found himself looking at his own reflection. He ran his fingers through his dyed blond hair and than ran them down his unshaven angular jaw, turning his head and watching his blue eyes staring back at him. He ran his hands over his hard abs before slipping into his underwear to fondle his penis. Suddenly, a door clicked open and he quickly retracted his hand.

“Wow, you’ve been working out” exclaimed Harry, as Sabe, his friend and teammate entered the hotel room from the en suite bathroom wearing a white towel around his hips. It contrasted with his black skin, making him look even more muscular. “Thanks mate” said Sabe, chuckling and flexing his biceps jokingly. “You don’t look bad yourself” he continued, as he walked over to the telephone and proceeded to call room service. “Starvin’, me. I haven’t eaten all day” he said, “want anything?”. Harry shook his head as Sabe ordered sandwiches. He then put the phone down and crossed the room. With his back to Harry, he dropped the towel and pulled on a pair of black boxer briefs, then with a sigh, jumped on one of the two double beds and sat, leaning on the headboard, looking tired.

“Wanna see something funny that Billy gave me?” Harry offered, sitting on the edge of his own bed. “Go on” said Sabe, intrigued. Harry rooted in an open suitcase on the floor, tossing clothes over his shoulder. He eventually pulled out a camcorder and turned it on. “He shagged some ladyboy in Bangkok didn’t he?” said Harry, laughing. He pressed play and threw the camera to Sabe. Sabe watched, as the video sprang into life. Tinny grunts and sighs emanated from the camera’s small speaker. The little screen showed a smooth, bouncy, Asian arse, clad in a bright pink thong, which was being held to one side by Billy’s manly white hand. Meanwhile, Billy’s cock slid in and out of the bouncy arse, fast and hard. Sabe watched, looking disgusted, as Billy pulled his cock out and bright white semen splattered all over the ladyboy’s arse and back. The clip ended and he tossed the camera back to Harry. “Dude’s crazy” he said “he’ll do anything”. Harry laughed, “your face through that whole thing. It was a picture mate” he said. “Yeah well, probably not something I’d do, that’s all. He needs to be careful the press don’t get hold of it” replied Sabe guardedly. “Alright mate, fair enough” said Harry, his chuckling wearing off. Harry fumbled with the camera, trying to turn it off before setting it down on a bedside table.

“Sorry, probably just need some pussy myself” said Sabe, “it’s been three weeks, and  of course there’s Coach with his strict no girls policy”.
“I know mate, it’s a fucking joke” said Harry. “You wouldn’t get any anyway mate!” He continued, jumping to his feet and jabbing Sabe’s hard abs. Sabe jumped to his feet and pushed Harry backwards on to his bed, laughing. “Oh really?” He asked, his eyebrow raised. “Yeah mate” Harry said from the bed. “You’re not a sex god like me” he continued, grabbing his package through his tight white briefs. “Oh you wanna bet?” Said Sabe, jumping on the bed and pinning Harry’s arms down with his knees. He shoved his own package in Harry’s face and chuckled “how’s that for sex god? Eh? That’s seen ten times the pussy your little white winkle has”.

Harry laughed, pushing Sabe off “those big balls stink mate, think you might need em checked!” He joked, skilfully turning Sabe over and pinning him down. Their crotches brushed together and Harry smirked. “You like that big boy?” he asked jokingly. Sabe laughed and was about to reply with something witty, when Harry leapt backwards to his feet and backed off. “Woah, fuck” he shouted, “you’ve got a stiffy! A fucking boner! I felt it!”
“Nah, no man” said Sabe, the laughter draining from his face. He pulled the duvet over himself. “You do, I felt it!” Smirked Harry.
“Just the no pussy issue mate that’s all” said Sabe, “I’m fucking gagging for it”.
“Gagging for what, cock?” Harry exclaimed, miming a blowjob. “Imagine if this got out!” he continued, “first gay Premier League player!”.
“Fuck off Harry” said Sabe, getting to his feet and making to walk to the bathroom.
“Man, I’m only messing” said Harry, “don’t sweat it, I get a random boner sometimes when I haven’t had any pussaay” he continued, laughing. “Come here, give us a hug” he said lightheartedly, seeing that Sabe still looked defensive. Sabe tentatively crossed the room to Harry, who had his arms outstretched. The two semi-naked footballers came together. “Batty boy” scoffed Harry, jokingly squeezing Sabe’s arse cheek as they hugged. A second later, Harry grinned. “Mate you are joking me” he said, stepping backwards. Sure enough, Sabe’s boxer briefs bulged around his semi-erect penis. He made an effort to cover it with his hands.

“Man, you’re such a bum boy” said Harry quietly, looking Sabe up and down. Sabe said nothing. After an extended silence, Sabe made to go to the bathroom again, but Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Then, he leant in, and kissed Sabe softly on the lips. Sabe recoiled, “what the—“ he started.
“Just go with it mate” said Harry, leaning in again and kissing Sabe a little harder this time. Sabe kissed back, but didn’t move, so Harry grabbed his hand and placed it on his own arse cheek, pressing his crotch against Sabe’s now fully erect cock. Sabe’s hand joined the other on Harry’s arse, both squeezing it lightly. After a minute or so, Harry stepped back. “Let’s see it then” he said nodding towards Sabe’s bulge. Sabe pulled his underwear down to his knees, his erection bouncing out and wobbling. “Bigger than Billy’s” Harry said vaguely, thinking back to the video of his teammate’s dick sloppily pounding that bouncy arse. This achieved a little smirk from Sabe, but he remained nervous, standing stock still with his underwear around his knees and his cock pointing at the ceiling. Harry pulled down his briefs, revealing his own length. His pubes were trimmed very short which made his big dick look bigger. “Like that?” He asked Sabe, a smile curling the corners of his mouth. Sabe just stood, looking nervous and incredulous. “It’s alright mate, honest” Said Harry. He stroked his cock so that it hardened. “How about now?” He asked, shaking it at Sabe, “you like that?” Sabe nodded tentatively. “Thought you might” Said Harry, with a small laugh. “You look like you’re fucking disgusted mate” he continued, “yet your prick is still rock hard!”
“I—“ Sabe started. “I reckon” interrupted Harry, pausing momentarily, “that you really like it. I reckon, that you’d quite like to touch it. Maybe more than that. I think you’d like to suck it, taste it, feel it in the back of your throat” he said, taunting Sabe.

Slowly, Sabe knelt down on the carpet in front of Harry. He reached out and stroked Harry’s cock, then he enveloped the pink head between his lips, rolling his tongue around it and savouring the taste. Harry sighed, and placed his hands on Sabe’s head, his fingers in his short black hair. Very gradually, Sabe took more of Harry’s length into his mouth. He bobbed his head gently a few times before trying to take it deeper. He gagged, and Harry laughed. “Mate! Poor effort” he joked. “You’ve never done this before have you?” He added. Sabe just looked up at Harry and shook his head. Saliva dripped from his chin. He kept trying, and succeeded on the third try. Harry looked down at Sabe’s head positioned where his cock should be.  Pleased by the sight of his pubes against Sabe’s plump lips, and the feel of his balls against Sabe’s stubbly chin, he thrust his hips gently. He savoured the hot wet sensation of the back of Sabe’s throat before he suddenly withdrew, gagging and spluttering, saliva running down his chin. “Sorry mate, you ok?” Said Harry, concerned. “Yeah man” said Sabe, speaking for what seemed like the first time in ages. “This is just a proper head fuck you know”.
“Literally” Said Harry, laughing again. With that, the tension in the room broke, and both men broke into laughter, just as they had before. Sabe collapsed on to his bed, his penis still rock hard.

When the laughter subsided, Harry climbed on to the bed, lifting up Sabe’s muscular legs and parting them. He positioned himself between them so that their cocks touched again. He then kissed Sabe, deeply. Sabe kissed back properly this time, their tongues fighting. He placed his hands on Harry’s arse. Harry responded by grinding his hips so that their cocks rubbed together. After a few minutes of passionate kissing and frottage, Harry leant into Sabe’s ear and whispered “wanna take this further?” Sabe didn’t say anything immediately, but as Harry looked down on him, he said “you know what man, I actually think I do”.
“You sure?” Said Harry, a little surprised. “Big step for a man who’s never sucked a dick before”.
“Yeah, true, but I reckon I really want it” Said Sabe seriously. “And I used to do some butt stuff with Sarah.”
“Fuck” Said Harry, standing up, “didn’t have her down as the type.”
“Yeah she loved it” Said Sabe before turning on to his front and getting on to all fours so that his large muscular arse was facing Harry, his pink hole exposed. “Who wouldn’t though?” he added twerking a little, his former cockiness returning. Harry took the hint and jumped back on to the bed. He knelt behind Sabe and shoved his face between his firm cheeks. He circled Sabe’s hole with his tongue before licking up and down the surprisingly hairless crack. He slowly licked from his balls, all the way up to his lower back. Sabe groaned, and started to stroke his cock. Encouraged, Harry continued, pushing his tongue deep into Sabe’s arse. Every few seconds he paused to blow cool air over the now wet hole, which made Sabe quiver and whisper “fuuuuuck”. Occasionally he would lightly graze his teeth along the insides of his arse cheeks, while his manly hands massaged them.

Before long, Harry’s tongue was aching, and Sabe’s hole was dripping. Harry straightened up, and spat on his hand. He rubbed the spit into his cock before placing the head on to the wet opening in front of him. “Ready?” He said. “I think so” Said Sabe quietly. Slowly, Harry pushed the first inch or so inside. “Holy fuck” Said Sabe, sweat running down his brow. “Keep going?” Asked Harry. After Sabe nodded, Harry pushed further. As he did so, Sabe moaned, his eyes watering. This time though, he went all the way, their muscular thighs meeting and his balls touching Sabe’s arse. He stopped for a moment and looked down, savouring the tight feeling around his cock. Grabbing Sabe’s hips, he gently started thrusting. “Yeahhh” moaned Sabe softly, spurring Harry on. Harry quickened his pace, Sabe’s moans intensifying. Before long, he bent over Sabe, his chest on his back and his lips on his neck. He placed his hands on the mattress and thrusted rapidly, making a loud, wet clapping sound. Sabe groaned even louder, wanking himself off furiously. “Fuckkkk” moaned Harry, as he lost control, shooting his load deep inside Sabe, who responded by spraying the bed beneath him with pure white semen. Harry pulled his cock out, sending what looked like a pint of semen running down Sabe’s legs and dripping on to the bed. “I told you you liked it” Said Harry cockily as they both collapsed, panting, on to the wet bed.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door. The two men looked at each other in terror. Had one of their teammates heard the groans? Did Coach know they’d been fucking? “Room service!” shouted a woman’s voice, muffled by the door. “Fuck off!” The two men shouted in unison.

They laid on the bed, exhausted, Harry spooning Sabe, whose arse was still dribbling semen. “Is it sore?” Said Harry apologetically. “Yeah man, fucking kills” replied Sabe. “Worth it though”. Harry got up to go to the bathroom. As he did so, he knocked something off the bedside table. He bent over to pick it up. “Must remember to give Billy his camera back tomorrow after training” he said placing the it back on the table.