Warning: This story contains gay sex. If you are under the legal age to read such material in your country, or are likely to be offended by such material, then read no further. This story is fiction and in no way implies the sexual orientation of any of the celebrities mentioned, or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
Brodie, Craig and The 2 Shanes
Part One
In the city of Melbourne, the sun was also rising, as was AFL star Brodie Holland. His hair was a mess, and his naked body stirred, soaking in the morning sun that radiated through his blinds. Like most mornings, this ripped hunk was not alone. His partner for this morning wasn't laying by his side, snuggled against his body. Instead, his partner for this morning was hovering over Brodie's hard morning glory, the rock-hard, eight-inch erection that greeted him most days.
`Fuck babe, you don't stop do you?' Brodie said, running a hand through his partner's hair.
`Not until you ask me to,' replied Brodie's partner, before his mouth engulfed the long shaft.
`Fffuckk.. Suck my dick Shane, fucking take it all babe,' Brodie moaned, pushing his fellow AFL superstar Shane Crawford's mouth further down his smooth cock. The two had met at a Melbourne club the night before, and had a quick encounter in the men's toilets before returning to Brodie's apartment. Brodie was Melbourne's most eligible bachelor, so this wasn't a unique occurance. Neither was fucking Shane Crawford, who was one of the most experienced bottoms in the entire AFL. And Brodie Holland was feeling that experience first-hand (literally).
Not much longer mate, keep going, lick my big dick,' Brodie said, enjoying the sight of Shane devouring his eight-inch shaft. Shane sucked on the mushroom head while his hand jacked the rest, and quickly developed a bobbing motion that drove Brodie to the brink. Fuck babe, keep going, suck it, fucking take it!!' Brodie let out a long moan, threw his head back and screamed as Shane furiously stroked his hard dick to an mind-blowing orgasm. `Fuck yeah!' Brodie yelled. He screamed again, and watched as his balls emptied and shot a load of hot cum directly into Shane's warm mouth. Shane swallowed the massive load like a pro.
Your cum tastes so good man, you got some more for me?' Shane said. He could tell Brodie wasn't done. I want you to fuck me again' he added, running a hand down below Brodie balls. Brodie didn't need to be asked twice -the rough fucking he gave Shane last night was one of the hottest sexual experiences in his life.
`Second drawer.' Brodie said simply. Shane leaned over Brodie's ripped torso and yanked open the drawer in the bedside table. A bottle of lube rolled to the front of the drawer.
I'll get myself ready while you have a breather.' Shane said. He knew it wouldn't take long for Brodie to build another load, considering he'd shot about five last night. He crawled to the edge of the bed, then lay on his stomach, his arse facing Brodie. Shane had a quintessential Aussie speedo tan, and Brodie loved it. For the next ten minutes, Shane finger fucked himself for Brodie's viewing pleasure, preparing his hole for the forthcoming onslaught. He wasn't even looking when Brodie pressed the head of his cock inside Shane's hole, taking him by surprise. Oh fuck yeah man..' Shane yelled. He was so primed to get fucked.Brodie pulled Shane up, until he was resting on all fours, then began his onslaught. Shane groaned when Brodie's dick was all the way inside, it almost felt normal after last night's fuckfest. The lubrication was really unnecessary, as Shane still had Brodie's cum inside him -they'd only been asleep for an hour or so after their last fuck. `Give it to me man..'
Shane pressed his arse back with every thrust from Brodie, desperate for his cock. Soon, Brodie was absolutely nailing Shane's white arse, gripping his fuckbuddy's short hair, yanking his head back. Brodie had the body of a bronzed God, and among other things, it gave him the strength and speed to fuck furiously. He had made girls come from just a few minutes of fucking.
`FUCK! YES! OH GOD MAN!' Shane yelled. He slid his arse back and forth on Brodie's thick cock, but struggled to meet Brodie's frenetic pace. He'd never been fucked so hard, and so fast. It was doing unimaginable things to his prostate, bringing Shane to a complete erection without him touching his cock. Pre-cum dripped from the head of his cock, landing on the bed. Brodie ran his hand down Shane's back, before sliding two fingers inside his mouth. Shane sucked them willingly, wishing they were Brodie's cock, that he could suck it and be fucked by it at the same time. Brodie had adjusted himself behind Shane, moving from his knees to his feet, a leg either side of Shane's white arse, his cock angling to get inside. It flopped out during the move. Shane whimpered, desperate for its return. Hearing Shane's moan, Brodie slid his entire cock length inside, then started hammering ferociously.
OH MAN! OH FUCK! YOU'RE GUNNA MAKE ME CUM!!' Shane yelled. Brodie smiled, wrapped his arms tight around Shane, then rolled onto his back, so Shane was on top of him. Shane barely touched his cock, and cum shot like a volcano, exploding huge creamy loads onto his chest, with Brodie pistoning out of his arse all the while. OH FUCK MAN!!' Shane said, still in the midst of an orgasm. `Give me your cum..'
Shane lifted himself off Brodie's cock, then dropped his face right next to it. His right hand gripped the lube covered shaft, and jacked it to an explosive finish.
`Fuccckkk mateee.....' Brodie moaned. A second later, cum shot like a geyser, two creamy loads blasting Shane in the face. More cum sprayed onto Shane's mouth, which he gladly accepted.
`Fuck man, you shoot like a porn star..' Shane said, tasting every drop.
And you suck dick like one,' Brodie said with a smile. Shane smiled back, then crawled up Brodie's body. Their hot, sweaty frames pressed against each other, and they shared a cum-soaked kiss. Shane could have lay there for a few more hours, but Brodie being Brodie was right back up. I gotta roll mate, that was awesome,' he said, giving Shane a friendly slap on the arse as he stepped off the bed.
`Call me..' Shane said. He knew that wasn't likely. Not for a few weeks at least. He figured Brodie Holland would have dozens of potential fuckbuddies lined up.
And he was right.
Sponsor's dinners were the most regular social occasion for professional footballers. They were also the most boring. Tonight, AFL star Brodie Holland, and NRL star Craig Wing were two out of over a dozen incredibly bored players, forced to smile, clap and fill their obligations to the companies that paid their wages. Like any normal man, their daydreaming thoughts quickly turned to sex. What Craig and Brodie didn't know, however, was that they were both thinking of each other. Craig and Brodie's sexual exploits were common knowledge amongst the guys and girls they slept with, and their sheer number of partners meant there was some crossover. Like AFL star Shane Crawford, who had slept with both studs and made sure they both knew about it. As they looked across the room, their eyes met, like an old Hollywood romance. Having caught Brodie's glance, Craig smiled and excused himself from his table. He walked towards the entrance to the empty balcony and waited.
`Fuck, that was boring.' Brodie said. Craig turned around and smiled.
`You want to get out of here?' Craig asked. He wasn't the kind of guy to sidestep an issue.
`I'd love to. How are we going to leave without being noticed? The only way out of here is through the auditorium..' Brodie replied. Craig thought for a moment, then looked down from the balcony. It was only a floor up. He grinned at Brodie, then climbed over the railing, lowered himself onto a ledge, and then onto the street. Simple, really. He'd already called a waiting limo when Brodie lowered himself onto street-level.
`Great idea, mate.' Brodie said, following Craig into the limo. Craig gave the limo driver an address, then pressed a button, bringing the privacy screen up. He couldn't help but take a glance at Brodie's package as he took the seat next to him.
`Your place?' Craig asked.
Yep. It will take a while though.' Brodie said. Traffic looks a little heavy.' Brodie gave Craig a once-over as the limo continued. Both men were dressed to the nines in black suits, and Craig filled his very well. In fact, we probably won't get to mine for another half hour..' Brodie said. He whispered the next sentence. So why don't you suck my dick?' Craig smiled. Instantly, his hand went to the fly of Brodie's pants. He reached inside -he was already hard.
`You don't take much, do you?' Craig said, pulling Brodie's cut cock out of its lair. Brodie was about to reply when Craig lowered his warm mouth onto the still-hardening shaft.
Holy shit..' Brodie moaned, as Craig sucked his veiny shaft. He shuffled in the seat and tilted his head back. Brodie was going to town on his cock, deep-throating the fuckstick. Brodie had been waiting for this moment all night, he just never imagined Craig would be so good. Brodie didn't waste time when he sucked dick. There was no twirling his tongue around the head, or gently licking the underside of the shaft, he just let the wet cock slide in and out of his mouth, bobbing up and down as Brodie groaned in pure ectasy. After a few minutes of fucking Craig's hot mouth, Brodie was very close to climaxing. He thought that maybe he should wait till they got inside his apartment before he shot -really make the first load count. But all rational thought flew out the window the closer he got. Oh fuck yeah man, I'm so close..' Brodie whimpered.. His hand was gripping Craig's package through the suit pants, and his grip became stronger the faster he sucked. He used his other hand to press Craig's mouth further down his cock. The thought of shooting inside this NRL stud's mouth was too good to resist. Ohh..Oh FUCK!' Brodie yelled, as his cock erupted, filling Craig's mouth with a volley of hot cum. Another load followed, and another, all of which Craig swallowed willingly. He was so primed to fuck Brodie that he would have swallowed a dozen more. He gripped Brodie's cock with his hand and planted a cum-soaked kiss on his mouth. That was awesome..' Brodie said, pushing his hand inside Craig's trousers. `You want something in return?'
`How about we wait till we're at yours? I don't think the limo is big enough for what I want to do to you.' Craig said with a smile. His timing was excellent, the limo pulled to a stop, and the driver said as much over the intercom. Brodie thanked him, and led Craig inside.
They'd barely reached the kitchen before embracing. Craig pressed Brodie hard against the wall, kissing him as they tore off each others shirts. Their hard chests pressed against each other, and their hands ran a path of passion down their bodies. Craig dropped to his knees, taking in every inch of Brodie's body as he did so. Craig had been fantasizing about this moment ever since he watched Brodie shirtless on `Dancing With The Stars'. He tore open the button fly, revealing his prize -Brodie's heavy bulge. It was encased in a pair of black boxer briefs, which Craig devoured with his tongue, sucking the prominent outline of Brodie's thick dick. Brodie moaned, then lifted Craig back to his feet. He helped Craig take off his pants, then lifted him off his feet. Craig wrapped his legs around Brodie's waist as the two kissed. Luckily for Brodie, he managed to find the bedroom. He placed Craig onto the bed, then tore off his briefs. Craig played with his dick and balls as he watched Brodie's mini-striptease. Brodie was completely shaven, and he had a body that rivaled Craig's. He had just crawled onto the bed, when Craig raised a hand.
`Wait, let me get something.' Brodie said. He returned from the bathroom a few moments later with a bottle of baby oil, his favourite product. Nothing got him hotter than oiling himself and a fuckbuddy up. What he didn't know, however, was that Craig liked it more. He grabbed the bottle, threw Brodie onto the bed and stood above him. With a smile, he upturned the bottle, and poured it onto Brodie's ripped chest. Then, it was his turn. He drenched himself in the oil, enhancing every muscle, every ripple, every vein on his perfect body. Brodie's dick was growing even harder. Craig threw the bottle on the ground, then sat on Brodie's flat cock, grinding his arse crack up and down, jacking Brodie off while his hands spread the baby oil.
`I gotta have you now, mate.' Brodie said, pulling Craig up towards him, until Craig's tight arse was mere millimeters above his head. Brodie's pink tongue reached out, tasting Craig's hole. All Craig could do was moan, as Brodie ate his arse out like a pro. Brodie's hands ran up and down Craig's torso, while has tongue lathered Craig's hole. But it wasn't enough. Craig lifted himself off Brodie, rolled onto his back and spread his legs wide.
`I want your dick,' Craig said, simply. It was an understatement - he hadn't been fucked in a week. He rolled his legs further back, exposing his pink hole. It was wet from Brodie's tongue. Brodie lined his huge cock up with Craig's beautiful arse, rubbing it against the oiled entrance. He was just millimeters away from sexual perfection.
And then he heard a knock at the door.
Fuck!' Brodie yelled. It's my girlfriend!' he added, leaping from the bed. `Fuck!'
`What do you...' Craig started to say, but Brodie had already shut and locked the bedroom door.
`Shh..' Brodie said.
Even though they'd been dating for a few weeks, Brodie's girlfriend Lara Bingle, the sought-after Aussie model, always had trouble with his front door lock. After a few agonizing seconds, Brodie heard the door open, and then Lara's voice.
`Good, didn't think he was home,' she said. Brodie listened closer, pressing his head against the bedroom door. He heard footsteps. Two sets. And then a guy's voice. It was muffled, even though the hallway just just passed the door. They'd probably moved to the loungeroom. More muffled voices. Brodie raised a finger to his mouth, signaling for Craig to be quiet, then quietly unlocked and opened the door.
He couldn't believe his eyes. The Australian Cricketer Shane Watson, one of Brodie's best mates, stood in the middle of the lounge-room, his pants around his ankles and his thick cock in Lara's mouth. Lara was topless, her firm breasts hanging for the entire world to see, a short white mini-skirt the only thing left on her body.
Fuck babe.. I've missed this..' Shane said. Can't wait to fuck yo- Oh shit,' Shane said, spotting Brodie. Lara kept sucking. `Babe!' Shane said, pulling his cock out. He pulled his jeans back up, and turned to face Brodie.
What the fuck?' Brodie said. Shano?' He couldn't believe it. He knew Lara messed around behind his back, and he had no problem with it. He was, after all, in the middle of fucking Craig Wing.
`Man, I'm so sorry,' Shane said.
Don't be sorry,' Lara said, interrupting. Look at him, he's been fucking some slut tonight,' she said, pointing at his baby-oil covered torso and hard cock. `He knows what this is.'
He's my best mate, Lara!' Brodie said, louder than he expected. You can't fuck my best mate!'
The only reason you care is because you want to fuck him yourself!' Lara yelled back. It was true, and it shut Brodie up. I've seen how you two look at each other!' Both Brodie and Shane immediately caught the other's eye. They'd almost gone for it once, after a night out. They were both drunk, both trying to get in the same door at once, and both horny. That night, their lips met for the first time. A poorly timed phone call ended it there, but neither Brodie or Shane forgot that night. But neither man wanted to ruin their friendship by pursuing it.
Come on, Brodie, I've never seen you like this,' Lara said, moving closer to her boyfriend. Her long, soft fingers draped over his hard cock. She moaned. After all, don't friends share?' Brodie's eyes were still locked on Shane.
`Ok... I'm cool with it if you are,' Brodie said.
No worries, mate,' Shane said. It's just sex.'
`Excellent,' Lara said, beckoning Shane over. She gripped him by the cock too, stroking the two best mates simultaneously. For the first time, their eyes moved off each other's eyes. Instead, Brodie and Shane stared at each other's hard cocks, being wanked in the hands of their mutual fuckbuddy. It was one of the most sexually intense experiences of either man's life, seeing the other's face contort in pleasure, only eclipsed when Lara dropped to her knees. She toyed with both cocks, licking the heads. They were surprisingly similar, both roughly the same length, both cut, and both thick.
As she worked over both shafts, Shane and Brodie shared a moment above her. Brodie extended his hands, feeling Shane's thick muscle. Shane returned the favour. Both men had longed for each other's touch, and it showed. At this moment, Lara didn't exist. They were both picturing the other, on his knees, sucking their cock. Almost simultaneously, Brodie and Shane leaned their heads forward. Shane opened his mouth, Brodie extended his tongue and...
`Holy shit!'
Brodie and Shane quickly turned their heads, to see Craig, bulging in a pair of white briefs. He was staring in shock, mouth agape.
`Craig!' both men said simultaneously.
`Wait, how do you...' Brodie asked, wondering why Shane was on a first-name basis with his fuckbuddy for the night.
We fucked last week,' Craig said. And if you don't mind, I think I might help out...'
To be continued...
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