This work is a piece of fiction. I do not know Alan Smith, Michael Owen, David Beckham, Steven Gerrard, Owen Hargreaves or Joe Cole and do not know their sexual preferences. The actions depicted in this story do not in any way mean that they are gay or bisexual in real life. --------------------- ------------------------------------------------------- Alan's thoughts appear like [this]-------------------------- -------------------------------------------
Chapter 7 The team filed into the changing rooms and started to remove their sweaty clothes - they had just been through a really tiring training session and were all completely knackered. One by one they drifted into the shower room. Soon all 23 sweaty men were under the shower heads, hot water pouring down onto their sexy bodies. Alan Smith was at the far end, and as he washed himself, he glanced along the line of super fit hunks. First there was David Seaman, too old for Alan's taste, and not a great body either. Then came Nigel Martyn, again too old for Alan, and then David James. David had a nice body, but Alan knew that he had no chance their - David was a homophobic twat who was always having a go at gay fans. Next in line was Rio Ferdinand. [Now there's a fuckin' good body] Alan thought, taking a longer look at the lanky defender. Rio had a great six pack and, surrounded by a dark patch of pubes, a limp cock that hung about three inches. [Not the biggest cock] Alan thought, [but I'd still take him!] Next to Rio stood Sol Campbell. Tall and well built, Sol was one fine specimen of a man. His cock was about four inches limp, and his ass was beautiful. [I'd love to taste that ass] Alan thought, smiling to himself. Alan's eyes moved along the line, past Gareth Southgate to Ashley Cole. Another horny black guy, much slimmer and more athletic looking than Sol, and with what looked like a mammoth cock. Alan skipped Wayne Bridge, Danny Mills and Martin Keown, and took a look at Wes Brown. Alan had never found Wes attractive facially, but he had a nice body, and a tight firm ass. Wes also had his cock pierced, and although Alan had never considered such a thing himself, he found it a real turn on. Alan started to feel his cock getting harder. He moved his eyes onto the next man in line, Paul Scholes, and he was quickly soft again. Alan's eyes fell onto David Beckham, the captain. [Holy shit, he's hot!] Alan thought, as he stared at Beckham's tight ass and his drooping limp cock. [Wouldn't mind sucking that one!] Alan thought. Next to David stood Owen Hargreaves. Alan couldn't help noticing how Owen kept glancing down at David's cock. [So, you like cock do you Owen?] Alan thought, making a mental note to pay more attention to the Bayern Munich star. Kieron Dyer, Nicky Butt and Steven Gerrard were chatting and laughing, but Alan ignored them and took a good look at Joe Cole. The West Ham guy had a really fit body and a cute bubble butt. And every now and then, Joe kept looking up at Stevie Gerrard and smiling. [Hello, what's going on here then?] Alan thought. As he watched Joe and Steve, Darius, Teddy and Emile left the showers and headed into the changing room. The last person standing in line was Michael Owen. Alan felt his heart jump as he saw his roommate and striking partner. [Oh my god, he is so beautiful] Alan thought, [I've gotta' have him!] Alan realised that he was beginning to get hard again, so he quickly rinsed off and headed back into the changing rooms. Everyone was in various states of getting dressed. Most of the guys were still shirtless, and some were still completely naked. Alan walked to where his stuff was and. [Where the fuck is my stuff?] Alan wondered angrily. He turned around to ask if anyone had seen his stuff, and found everyone staring at him. "Ok guys, really funny, where's my stuff?" Everyone just looked at Alan and then started to laugh. Harder and harder, they laughed until they were in complete hysterics. "What're you laughing at?" Alan asked nervously. At the back of the room, Steven Gerrard recovered from laughing and pointed at Alan's groin. "What the FUCK is that?" he shouted, and everyone started to laugh even louder. Alan looked down at his crotch and to his dismay saw that he had a massive boner. "Look guys, it's just one of those things." he started to explain, but before he could finish he was interrupted by Michael Owen. "You looking for your stuff Alan?" Michael asked in a gentle, friendly voice. "Yeah, you seen it?" Alan replied, thankful that at least one person in the changing rooms wasn't taking the piss out of him. "Isn't it really annoying when people take things that they shouldn't?" Michael said, his voice taking on an edgier tone. "What do you mean?" Alan asked nervously. "You know exactly what I mean, gay boy!" Michael pointed down at Alan's crotch and everyone started to laugh again, louder than ever. Alan looked down, and instead of seeing his cock, he saw, in its place, a big black dildo! "Aaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Alan woke up with a start. He was covered in sweat, and he was trembling. Suddenly, the lights came on. Michael was standing by the light switch. "You Ok?" he asked. "Yeah," Alan replied, recovering. "Just a nightmare, nothing serious." "Well, it sounded pretty serious," Michael said as he sat down on the end of Alan's bed. "What was the nightmare about?" "Well, er, it was - it was about what happened. Yesterday. When you caught me." "Yeah, I remember" Michael said, a smile appearing on his face. "I told you not to worry about it, just to forget what happened." "Yeah, I know, but its hard!" "What, again?" Michael joked, "You been taking viagara?" Alan laughed, the joke easing the tension, but then became serious again. "You know what I mean Mike. I feel really awkward." "Why should you feel awkward," Michael asked, "It's not as if you secretly love me or something is it?" "Yeah! I mean, No! Not that I wouldn't. But I don't. It's just." "It's just what?" Michael asked, looking deep into Alan's eyes. "It's just that you're so - Fuck it, I love you!" As soon as Alan said it, he wished he hadn't. But it was too late. That was it. He had just outed himself to the guy he secretly loved. "Good!" [Good?] Alan thought, shocked. [Now that wasn't what I expected!] "That's really good, cos' I quite like you too" Michael said, sliding along the bed until he was right next to Alan. Alan looked up into Michael's deep blue eyes, and before he knew it, they were locked together in a passionate embrace, their lips pushing against each others, their tongues pushing through into each others mouths. As Michael pushed Alan back onto the bed, Alan put his arms around Michael's naked body and pulled him closer. Now they lay, skin touching skin, kissing deeply and passionately. Alan reached down and pushed Michael's boxers down over his smooth ass. Michael reached down also, and pulled Alan's stiff cock through the fly in his boxers. He pulled away from the kiss gently and then moved his lips down Alan's body. Gently sucking on each nipple, and licking all around his great six pack. Soon, Michael's tongue was exploring the patch of pubic hair above Alan's cock. Then, in one swift move, he took Alan's cock in his mouth, sucking on the juicy piece of meat. Alan relaxed all the muscles in his body and just lay back enjoying his first ever blowjob. Soon, Alan felt the familiar pressure in his balls that told him that he was about to cum. "I'm gonna cum" Alan shouted, reaching out and gripping on to the sides of the bed. A wave of pure joy swept over him as he enjoyed the most intense orgasm of his life. He felt his cock spasm, and then felt the streams of cum that were shooting out into Michael's mouth. He moaned in pleasure as Michael licked the last few drops of cum from his softening cock. "That was fucking amazing!" Alan said. "That's only half of it!" Michael said playfully. He moved back, lifted Alan's legs and pushed them back so that he had a good view of Alan's ass. "You've never been fucked before, have you?" Michael asked, seeing Alan's tight anus. "I hadn't even been sucked before!" Alan said. "Well, it's a night of first times for you then," Michael said, and leant down to sniff Alan's ass. Then he stuck his tongue out and licked around the rim of Alan's pucker, lubing him up for the hard fucking he was about to get. He pulled his head back and pushed a finger into Alan's moist ass. Alan moaned slightly. "You ain't felt nothing yet mate," Michael said, as he pushed a second and then a third finger into Alan's ass. Once Alan's ass was wide enough, Michael moved forward and placed Alan's feet over shoulders. Then he positioned his cock against Alan's anus. "Hold on Alan, this might hurt a bit". Then, Michael pushed forward, pushing the head of his cock into Alan. Alan screamed in pain, but the scream turned into a moan of pleasure as the pain drained away to be replaced by the great feeling of cock in ass. Michael pushed harder, but with great control until, after about a minute, all seven inches were inside Alan. Then Michael started to thrust in and out. Alan moaned again, totally out of pleasure this time as Michaels cock pushed against his prostate. Michael, turned on even more by the look on Alan's face, pushed in and out harder and faster. Alan's moaning got louder as well, and his cock began to stiffen again. Michael was getting closer and closer to climax. Holding on to Alan's legs, he increased his speed one last time. With one final push, he went over the edge and shot his thick, creamy load right into Alan's ass. That one final push rammed against Alan's prostate and, without any other stimulation, Alan shot another load, this time straight into Michael's face. Totally drained from the experience, Michael gently pulled his cock out of Alan's ass and lay down next to him. He looked over at Alan and smiled. Alan smiled back, leant over, and started to lick the cum off Michael's face.
Coming next time. Joe and Steve get caught!!
The Michael/Alan storyline will continue later in the series.
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