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OWEN SEDUCES DE GEA - CONCLUSION
Un-fucking-believable. Just did not seem possible. Even for a player like David de Gea, who had just been at the club for about two years, this was seemingly impossible to imagine the mighty Manchester United without their legendary Sir Alex Ferguson. Emotions were high during the week in which he told his title winning squad that he was planning to retire this season, and that the past weekend's game against Swansea at Old Trafford was going to be his final home game in charge of the club. David wasn't only saddened that the man who signed him two years ago, the very same man to kept trust in him when everybody labelled him a loser, a shite keeper, that he couldn't even catch a cold, never mind a fucking ball, that he stayed faithful to him. David had gone from a skinny, skrawny teenager to a bulky, muscled man of a keeper, and without that thick beard he was so attached to in his first season, he was quite the hunk. Certainly one of the most sexiest players in the Manchester United squad at the moment. As he held his English Premier League medal in his hands he thought back over the past two years at what had happened to his seemingly swaying life since he had joined the newly crowned champions. God...that night in which he confessed to Michael Owen that he had had a crush on him since he was seven years old...FUCK!! Michael ended up giving David a world class blowjob that night, one in which David still got hard from thinking about. I mean...who wouldn't?
As a matter of fact...his seven inch cock started to slightly buckle and budge, just pumping up a little as he thought about the now retired Michael Owen and himself, going around Edurne's back with their relationship until Michael slept with Javier Hernandez, something David couldn't forgive him for. After Michael, David had a short stint in the sack with the beefy Phil Jones, who since their first time together have since evolved from an awkward Magikarp into a fierce, sexy Gyarados. The two of them even moved in together and fucked the living shit out of eachother. David's cock grew to its full seven inch piece of meat as he thought back about having Phil's eight inch meat inside his mouth and inside his ass. He could still feel the young defender's balls bouncing and slapping against his skinny ass way back then. Phil's ultra thick sperm positively pouring from his thick cockhead. Good times. Until David found out that he seemingly wasn't man enough for Phil, as the latter had an affair with the irritatingly handsome Jordan Henderson. David dropped Phil on his ass and moved on to bigger and better things...
Michael Carrick to be exact. In the Old Trafford locker rooms, these two sexy footballers gave eachother a shower to remember. David started stroking his cock absentmindedly as he thought about Carrick's stiff footballer dick pounding his Spanish ass until he was begging for more. Clutching the England midfielder's hair in desperation as he was fucked, moaning and blasting his cum all over the floor. Michael cumming into him like a bitch on heat. He closed his eyes and remembered what Carrick had looked like naked, those defined, cut, stomach pectorals, that glint in his devilishly sexy eyes, his spiky hair, the traily going down his stomach until its reached its 7.5 inch hard English sausage. It tasted heavenly to David de Gea that night and all those others they spent while travelling for matches.
But the one that got away, the one that David didn't kick out of his bed and out of his house, was Robin van Persie. For the first time in his life, not counting Edurne, David thought that Robin was a keeper, not even caring that he was married with kids. All that the Spanish goalkeeper was seeing in his mind was Robin's tight six pack abs and the Dutch man's hard cock, breaking David in half everytime he made love to him. The thickness of Van Persie's dick as it throbbed inside him each and every time. However, that ended tragically as Robin decided that he wanted to go back to his wife instead. That was if you didn't count the threesome that David had with Javier Hernandez and Nick Powell later that year, when David found out just why Michael Owen couldn't keep away from the hot as fuck Chicharito. He spent so much sperm that night, he wasn't sure if he would even create anymore, figure of speech, ofcourse.
Now he was a Premier League winner, and wanted to pay each and every one of his teammates a thank you for believing in him and not crisizing him all the time...well some of them...not all the time. He put his medal down onto his bed and picked up his cellphone. He dialled a familiar number.
"Ola! Hey...it's me. Listen...fancy a little fun this afternoon? Sure, it's been a while. Awesome! I'll be waiting."
A car was seen driving into David's luxary home in Manchester. The latter rushed downstairs to open the door for his guest. He had a big smile on his face.
"Hey you sexy thing..." he said before he allowed Shinji Kagawa to enter past him. David quickly made sure he closed the door before he was basically attacked by the Japanese international. He placed his hands on the side of the Spaniard's face, lifting it so that he was looking into his eyes, leaning in and violently placed his lips on David's. David's erection was noticed by Kagawa, as both young men's mouth's opened for entrance, both melting into eachother, holding eachother tight. Kagawa pulled away, running his fingers through David's ash brown air, trailing his fingers down De Gea's cheek and playfully pulled on his growing beard.
"You my friend, you are sex, written all over!" Kagawa said with a smile, while he gently slapped De Gea's face.
"And you, me amigo, are my Japanese takeway," David responded as their lips found eachother's once more in a passion not known to either man. Both could feel their hard cocks pressing against the other, as David's knees gave way. Kagawa lost his balance and accidently fell right on top of David.
"You planned this, didn't you? Falling down, right?" Kagawa asked, pulling David towards him by his hair.
"Fuck yeah, I did!" David replied, leaning upwards and kissing the Japanese beauty fiercely, caressing the latter's body and ass especially.
"I suggest I first stuck your cock in my mouth, and you could suck me off after, and then I would get down on all fours and you could stick that nice fuck stick of yours hard into my ass and fuck my Asian ass good. And when you are almost cumming, I will roll over onto my back, put my legs in the air and you can stick your knob in my ass until you cum, whilst I wank myself and cum all over my chest, for you to lick off."
Yeah?That was Shinji Kagawa's words!! David's head was by now red glimmering hard and he jumped up immediately by hearing those words from the sexy little Japanese, kicked his shoes off. Then he unbuttoned his Metallica shirt and threw it behind him onto the settee. Taking the few steps needed to draw close to Kagawa he then stood close to his face, stroking the hard tube in Shinji jeans to show the latter what he was going to get. David's hand pushed Shinji onto the chair and spun it around quietly as it returned Shinji to a sitting position, bring David's mouth closer to his jeans. He reached forward and pulled the zip down the front of the midfielder's fly. Shinji pushed his hips forward, his hands now either side of his lower stomach.
There was no belt and David undid the metal button, so the fly could open at the waist. David pulled the faded jeans material down enough so they fell to Kagawa's ankles. Kagawa stepped back and picked them up, stopping, still bent at the waist, so that he and David could kiss, before throwing the jeans onto his shirt on the settee. Standing up straight Kagawa was aware that David was looking at the wet spot on his Calvin Klein black jockstrap pouch, where his seven inch cock was leaking with excitement. David leaned forward and licked the darker fabric, tasting the saltiness of the boy's pre-cum. He bit Kagawa's hard tube as Kagawa put his hands on David's head.
With his tongue David prised the side of the pouch aside to reveal the hardened, inflated glans. His lips kissed the split end as his tongue encouraged more of the clear nectar to flow into his mouth. Shinji's hips pushed his knob end into David's mouth, as Shinji held David's head to steady it, caressing the Spaniard's short brown hair. Further and further he pushed himself into his older friend's mouth, pushing in an inch, withdrawing it out a half inch, repeating this until a good six inches of his shaft was inside the encircling lips. He felt the motion of David's throat as David swallowed and hummed, the pulsations and vibrations stimulating the nerve ends in his glans. With a conscious effort Shinji did not cum his load right there and then, but withdrew his shaft and smacked David's cheek sideways with it.
"David?I know?I know but please dude?I'm gonna cum if you keep that up!" the Japanese groaned, his stomach heaving up and down.
But David de Gea wasn't even on first base yet. David's wet middle finger started slowly stroking over Shinji's wrinkled dark hole. He relaxed his muscle and the finger slipped in up to the first knuckle. He tried to strangle it with his sphincter muscle and in response David pushed it further in, as he pulled his hand back up Shinji's rigid shaft and licked at the back of his glans. Again however, the stimulus was almost too great, and Shinji almost orgasmed again. David was keeping him just on the edge of his cum.
Now David's finger had gone in further and was gently stroking his mushroomed sized gland, again causing a heightened sensation in his cock, almost to the point of cumming. Shinji pulled back off David's cock and looked down along David's body.
"Enough David, or I will shoot in your mouth. I'm fucking serious, my friend!" he said gently, but with a little urgency, as David's tickling his prostate had almost set off the explosion of sperm and seminal fluids that he knew would come. David let go Kagawa's cock and Kagawa only had to move a little before he felt David's tongue wash over the entrance to his love tunnel. Holding Kagawa's cheeks apart with both hands, David lay there with his eyes closed, letting the touch and taste sensations from the end of his tongue guide it around, across, and into his boyfriend's hole. He lapped and he licked at it, his saliva coating his own cheeks as he played his tongue over it and the back of the lad's ball sack. David's hand continued to wank Kagawa's spear slowly, just to keep it hard as he played with the current centre of his attentions. As he washed across and into the boy's hole, he felt the circular muscle relax more and more, letting more and more of his tongue up into the hole. And this was the same hole that his hard cock would slide up and into, the hard cock that was at the moment stretching the jaws of the boy's mouth. He pushed his tongue up and in, again and again, like his cock would do later, and more effectively, and deeper.
Good things however?are better if you wait for them.
While David gently sucked Shinji's hard cock into his mouth, David positioned his fat knobhead at his hole. Despite Kagawa's giant load of spunk already up there, just waiting to travel up his cock, Dave could tell he was going to get resistance from Kagawa's hole. Trusting to this theory, David put his knobhead to Shinji's hole and pushed hard. His hole suddenly seemed to give way, and without meaning to, David had slammed his gigantic cock deep into Shinji's body, with more than half his bodyweight behind it.
Shinji Kagawa yelled at the top of his voice. It had hurt, certainly, but David's seven inch fucker had struck where no other guy had before. He spread his legs, pressing himself against David's hips, trying to get more in; more, more!!
"OHHH FUCK!!" David growled in Spanish, as his hands came up to stroke Shinji's belly and six pack, his ripped chest, as his cock sank deeper into Kagawa's butt. The Spaniard could feel his shaft sliding around Kagawa's white hot hole on a layer of someone's thick young spunk. He instinctively began to slide himself in and out of the slick hole, drawing out to almost halfway, before stuffing his cock back inside, Kagawa's arse gobbling the shaft, trying to suck more in.
"Someone's else's sperm I feel, Shinji? Who did you visit before I called you this afternoon?" David asked, his cock raging at the thought of it being coated with another man's cum.
"Well I didn't know that we're gonna be having some fun, yeah? Guess who's?" Kagawa said, smiling evily.
"Uhm?Rio?"
"NO!"
"Wayne's?"
"Are you kidding me? Think I'd be here with ater after shagging Wayne? My ass won't have had the energy with that 9 incher!"
David laughed and kissed Shinji playfully before going on.
"Lemme guess?Carrick?"
"He's totally hot?but no."
"Ok, I give up! Who?"
"Gary Neville's."
"FUCK THAT HOT SEXY FUCKER!!!" David screamed as the handsome face of the former Manchester United defender enlightened his mind, and knowing that it was Gary's cum speading across his own shaft?
"Aw yeah, I'm gonna fuck you so hard!!" David moaned as he took hold of Shinji's legs by the ankles and pulled them apart, leaving Kagawa completely open to him. David began thrusting hard with exaggerated movements of his hips, snagging his cock on Kagawa's prostate with each stroke, causing him to moan louder. David remembered fucking Edurne exactly this way when they first started going out, although she hadn't responded quite so positively to his relentless pounding and huge seven inch cock. Shinji Kagawa seemed to enjoy it much more! He kept jacking off his 6 inch rock solid hard dick with every single fucking thrust the United keeper gave him.
David was on fire meanwhile was beside himself with lust. He had never fucked anyone before who had just been fucked themselves, feeling their cum on his dick, it had always been one-on-ones with him before. The moans, groans and grunts of Shinji Kagawa, rather than just sighs and screams, was so much more stimulating. However, David wasn't sure how much more he could take of this, and all at once, he felt the inevitable sensation in his balls meaning that the end was approaching. He knew he wanted to slow down to prolong this further, but he was so caught up in the fuck that he just kept going faster and faster, unable to stop.
"Fuckin' hell Shinji, I'm gonna shoot!" He gasped, his mind fogging and his hips jolting out of rhythm.
"Oh yeah David, shoot that big Spanish load up my arse!" Shinji coaxed softly, although his voice was filled with almost angry lust, and his lips began to snarl with pleasure as he rode David's cock, looking down at his own's greatly defined, yet lean body, completely hairless from top to bottom, a pool of clear precum gathering on top of his chest beneath his's cock.
"Oh fuck yeah!! You fucking sexy bitch!! Im giving you my CUM!!" David screamed as his spunk suddenly raged up from his balls, his muscled stomach lurging forward, his hips pumping of their own accord, spurting a load almost equal to his own that night he had with Chicharito and Nick Powell in the shower, overloading Shinji's arse so that cum squirted out around David's still steel hard cock.
Both Shinji Kagawa and David de Gea were tired as fuck, but David didn't forget his promise to his Japanese friend. He tiredly leaned down, to where Shinji's rock hard cock still lied in wait, covered in sweat and pre cum juices. He took the organ into his hand, and started to slowly jack the sexy little Asian off.
"OH FUCK YES?" Shinji hissed, after all he had been through that afternoon. David took the top of the organ deep into his slippery mouth, an emotion overwhelming Shinji as his dick was covered in hot, warm velvet. For the utmost time that afternoon, he tiredly reached down and caressed his fingers through David de Gea's hair while the latter sucked his cock up down, up down, up down, until he finally saw and felt a swelling in Shinji's big balls. David leaned down and gave them each a tongue bath they'll never forget, before feeling the sperm travelling upwards. He dove back onto Kagawa's dick, sucking it like a fucking vuccum cleaner before he felt the first two sudden spurts, going straight to the back of David's throat, forcing him to swallow, while the following three, quick, spurts were all enjoyed. Their flavour, texture and taste were all savoured before David swallowed it. He was pulled up towards Shinji Kagawa to took him gently by the hand and layed a passionately deep kiss on him.
When David finally pulled back from the kiss, he sighed, and quickly ran upstairs. Before Shinji could even start to wonder where David had gone, he was back again, lump cock swinging between his legs, and showed the latter his Premier League Winner's medal.
"Haha, now why are you showing me this? I do have one of my own, you know!" Kagawa laughed, and shoved David gently.
"Yeah?but I'm showing it to you as proof that I didn't let me get fucked under all the times I was critisized, all the times they said Lindegaard should be number 1 keeper, all the times they said I was useless. THIS?this is the proof, that I did my best, even since coming to England, and since I've met all of you guys."
David's words brought an tear to Shinji's eye. He remembered the abuse David received from the United faithful. He took David hands in his own.
"I don't care if you slept with the entire team. I know of Michael Owen, Phil Jones, Michael Carrick, RVP, Chicha and of Nick Powell. You know what? I don't fucking care. If you wanna fuck, we fuck. Next time, I'm gonna pound that sexy Spanish ass!" Shinji said with a smile. De Gea answered him with a fierce, storming ass kiss to silence him.
David's Premier League medal was indeed the proof that he had finally belonged at the best club in the world. He was finally Manchester United's Number ONE.
THANKS FOR READING!!!
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RYAN WHITE.