The rugby players cursed ; the weather was atrocious. There was no way they could play a game of rugby. Sheets of rain came down from the skies and the pitch was soon one giant mud bath.
The men's white shorts were soaked, revealing what kind of underwear they wore. Barry could feel his sexual excitement start to peak. There was nothing that turned him on more than mud. In fact, he had only started playing rugby in the hope that this would happen. His eyes drank in the shapes of sexy rugby bums in wet clinging shorts.
Suddenly Peter tackled him and pushed him to the ground. He got on top of Barry and started thrashing around.
'You're loving this aren't you Barry?' he said.
'Gerrrofff. What are you doing it.' Barry protested.
Peter stuck his hand down Barry's shorts and his hand made contact with his hard cock. He grabbed hold of it.
'Hey fellas! Look what I found.' he called out.
The others came running over. Peter whipped down Barry shorts and his hard cock towered above his body. Jonno knelt over Barry and pulled out his cock. He whipped his cock back and forth across Barry's lips. Barry was deeply embarrassed but his brain was no longer in control. He opened his mouth and took Jonno's cock inside. To Jonno's embarrassment his cock got hard.
'Hey Jonno, not you as well.' someone cried out.
'This guy is really good.' Jonno tried to justify himself. 'He's about the best cock sucker I've ever met.'
'Let me try that.' Gary said as he forced Jonno aside.
Barry soon had Gary's fat cock in his mouth. All around him men were pulling their cocks out of their muddy shorts. Someone sat down on Barry stomach, leaving a muddy bum print. Barry rubbed the mud into his stomach and cock. Gary dropped his load in Barry's mouth and Steve took his place. Then Harry pulled Barry away from Steve and rolled him about in the mud.
Barry was so turned on he was starting to get short of breath. Harry pushed him down on his stomach and forced his hard cock into Barry's muddy ass. Barry cried out in delight as he got the muddy fuck of his dreams. Men were creaming off on his back now. Barry got to his knees and started sucking on a hard dick nearby while fisting his own cock.
Two or three of the more adventurous men had started playing with their team mate's cocks. Harry increased the speed of his fucking and Barry thrust back against him, wanting more of that juicy cock in his ass. Someone picked up a handful of mud and rubbed it into Barry's hair and onto his face. He lost it then, groaning like stuck pig as he shot his bolt. Harry slapped Barry's ass hard as he creamed off inside him.
The players were all very sheepish as they headed off to the dressing room to clean off.
END
Copyright 2002 Daniel Blue
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