Part 224: Thirst Trap
MS: ...Hullo?
HE: Hey man.
MS: Hullo? Who is this...? I...
HE: It's me, man. Can't you tell?
MS: ...Harvey? Erm, hello.
HE: Yeah, new number innit. Wasn't sure you'd answer.
MS: Hmm.
HE: How's it going, Mo, big man?
MS: It's quite late, Harvey. It's after midnight.
HE: I knowwwwww, bored out of my mind here...
MS: ...It's really quite late. Erm. What is it?
HE: That isn't very friendly, is it...! Sheesh. Mo Salah, Liverpool legend, no time for the young guns he's meant to be mentoring or looking out for... haha!
MS: Hmm. Harvey? What is it? What's wrong?
HE: Nothing's wrong, blud.
MS: Look, it really is pretty late, I think that I should...
HE: I was just looking at Instagram, innit. That thirst trap you posted, man. Looking sick.
MS: What? Erm -- Harvey, I'm going to-
HE: Showing off your muscles on Instagram at this time of night, Salah, whoo, it's always the quiet ones innit, haha... Seriously though, chief, looking awesome there. Fitness goals.
MS: ...Hmm. Thank you. I am was just... well, a late one in the home gym. We had day off, you see? After...
HE: After whipping those Villa schoolboys' arses, eh? Haha. Great match. I was watching, obvs. Your goal, big man, wow -- sick as ever, you are the master.
MS: ...
HE: Always been my hero, ever since I joined Liverpool, always. Hehe.
MS: That is... very kind of you. Look, it is lovely to hear from you, my friend, but...
HE: Are you still in the gym, then?
MS: Er, yes. Yes. Just finishing up.
HE: Everyone else in bed, I guess.
MS: Yes. Why? Hmm. Was that photo a bit too much, do you think? Should I delete it? I didn't mean it to be a...
HE: Thirst trap? Oh buddy. You can't be putting those muscles out there and not expect a reaction...!
MS: I was just trying to -- inspire...
HE: Inspire a thousand damp pussies, mate.
MS: Hmmph. Harvey, please, I am not happy with this chat, I don't think we ought to be...
HE: I'm just chillin', myself. In bed, being lazy, in my tracksuit. No late-night workout here, hah.
MS: Well. You are young.
HE: Innit. Not even 18, y'know. Very young.
MS: Erm...
HE: But I'm old before my years, don't you think? Got quite a lot of experience for 17.
MS: Well... I suppose, erm, actually you- Look, Harvey, it is nice to hear from you, always, but I must...
HE: You still in your gym kit?
MS: ...
HE: Bet you're kinda sweaty, ha ha.
MS: Harvey.
HE: Nice gleam on ya in that pic, haha, I noticed. Fuck. Got my mind wandering there, chief!
MS: I'm going to have to hang up.
HE: Are ya? That'd be a shame. I'm just lying here, y'know, but like... can't stop getting my fingers down the front of my trackies, haha, and that was BEFORE I scrolled past your pic and-
MS: HARVEY.
HE: What? Relax. Am I really bothering you that much, Mr Perfect...? Heh, it's just one button to hang up, after all. Mmm. It's that time of night, innit. When the hormones go cray-cray.
MS: Mmm.
HE: So... you still got your shirt off, showing off...? That six-pack, boss...!
MS: I... er... I have my top back on. It was just for that photograph. Look, I'm going to delete it now, it was silly, I didn't mean to er...
HE: I've already screenshotted it so do what you want, hehe.
MS: You have...? What...?
HE: One for the spank bank, chief. Haha. Sorry. Am I making you uncomfortable...?
MS: ...
HE: Cos, yeh... I mean, we can just hang up if you like. It's cool. I was just thinking about last summer when I was stopping with ya. That was so kind of you all, looking after me like that. Real good people, you and your fam, Big Mo.
MS: It was my duty, and it was no problem.
HE: Well, I hope you felt my gratitude at the time. Hehe. If you know what I mean.
MS: Harvey...
HE: I'm getting stiff just thinkin' about it, chief. You know what I mean, don't ya? You've not forgotten?
MS: Ugh. Erm. No. Not forgotten, Harvey.
HE: It was the most fucking exciting night of my life, mate, and I've had a few for my age, ha.
MS: It was wrong.
HE: You tasted like... I dunno, I'm not good at description, but... you tasted great. You've got such a lovely cock, y'know, boss.
MS: Mmm.
HE: Bet it's quite sweaty right now in yer shorts. After that workout, I mean. Is it?
MS: Look-
HE: Are you touching it?
MS: No. No of course not.
HE: It's not stirring a bit, nah? Mmm. Remember how I just like... crept into your room, haha, proper little sneak, wasn't I? God. Mental. But it was worth it. Getting right close to that six-pack of yours and taking that thick cut prick in my gob, hah, what a snack-
MS: Ugh.
HE: Touch it now, will ya? Go on, man. Touch it.
MS: Hmm.
HE: I'm touching mine. It's not my fault. It's you and your pic! Got me... well. My hand's inside my undies now, not just my trackies, haha. Feels... good. How's it feeling there, Salah...?
MS: Uhh... Harvey, you know I am married and this is not... this is not... Mmm...
HE: Bet it's getting really thick and hard in your shorts now, is it? You got any undies on, Big Mo, or is it just like meshy stuff in your shorts...? I'm picturing that, I reckon, no underpants on...
MS: No, none. Just... the shorts.
HE: Yeh, cool... so just the gym shorts and your cock all hard and sweaty inside them, is it? And you're touching it, yeh? Sweet.
MS: Mmm.
HE: You better get it out. So you can touch it properly.
MS: Mmm. Yes.
HE: Imagine if I was there, mate.
MS: No, that would be...
HE: Down on my knees in that gym with ya. I'd love that. Getting the view from that Insta pic right in my face, haha. Those shiny brown muscles. You're an Egyptian god, you are. Fucking legend. Mmm, I'm so hard thinkin' about it, Mohamed...
MS: What would do? If, erm, you were here...
HE: Oh, you know. Help you out. Get my hand around that big thick veiny-
MS: Mmmm.
HE: And not just my hand, y'know. Like I said, you just tasted so...
MS: Ohhhh. Harvey. Fuck. Mmm.
HE: Is it out now?
MS: Yes. Yeh. I have it out.
HE: And your top is still on?
MS: Should I take it off??
HE: Yeah, get the muscles out. I bet you can see yourself in the mirror.
MS: I can.
HE: Looking fucking godlike.
MS: Mmm.
HE: Flex for me. I wish was there, Mo. I really wish I was there. On my knees again.
MS: Harvey...
HE: Wank it for me. I'm wanking now, through my pants. I'm SO hard.
MS: Mmmm. Please...
HE: I'd suck you so good, man. Suck you deep. You liked it, last time?
MS: Mmmm.
HE: Didn't quite catch that, boss-man.
MS: Yes. Yes, I liked it. You were... good.
HE: I know I was. I made you shoot so much. It was so creamy. Are you close?
MS: Mmm. Kinda.
HE: Slow down. Don't cum yet. Slow down for me, you sexy fucker.
MS: Yes. Yes.
HE: That's it. Fuck, you are horny tonight, aren't ya...?
MS: I am. I am. Fuck.
HE: Bet you've been raging since your goal yesterday. The adrenaline, just makes us so fucking excited for hours ain't it...? I always need to jerk off like straight after the game when I score or even assist, mate, I can't help it, but then I need to wank like three times a day, haha... god I'm wanking so hard now, Mo, so fucking hard, just thinking about you and your body. Seriously.
MS: Really?
HE: You love that, don't you? Knowing how much I want you? I know you love it. Love being watched. Love showing off that bod. It's so fucking beautiful, man.
MS: Fuck. This is dirty.
HE: Yeh damn right it is. Keep wanking, big man. Keep it going. Mmm. I wanna be there to help.
MS: Yes, yes, yes...
HE: Slow down, don't get carried away.
MS: Mmm.
HE: I'm practically drooling here. Thinkin' about your cock. That massive head! It choked me...
MS: Mmmph...!
HE: Oh fuck, remember when you proper grabbed my head and pushed in and-
MS: Ohhhhh fuckkk.
HE: Your jizz tasted SO good, even better out at night in Austria under the trees, godddd...
MS: Hmmmmmm.
HE: Cum for me now, Mo, go for it. Cum on my face. Imagine me there. Licking your hairy balls.
MS: Oh fuck, oh no, mmm...
HE: Shoot that big creamy load, I'm so close too. I'm wanking so hard. Dick out. Gonna cum on my trackies. Mmm. You sound close, Mo. You sound so close.
MS: I am!
HE: Shoot that load. And send me a picture straight away. Please?
MS: I dunno.... Ohhh... Mmmm...
HE: Please, Mo. Please do it. You know how I feel for ya. My hero. Cum for me. Shoot it. Make a mess of my face, mate, get it all over my beard and nose, go on you beast-
MS: OH FUCKKKK.
HE: That's it!
MS: Ohhhhh!
HE: Awwww, that is IT, mate, ohhhh fuck... Come on, get a picture, show me-
MS: Mmmm! Ohhh. FUCK. Yes. Yes. Here. One second. Here you go.
HE: I'm waiting.
MS: I've sent it!
HE: Haha, so you have... dear god what a mess...!
MS: Oh shit, oh fuck...
HE: I'm cumming for you, king. Mmm. Fuck. YESSSSSSS. Ohhhhh.
MS: Oh Harvey...
HE: I'm spunking EVERYWHERE, such a big load- that picture, mate...! Ohhhh... fuckkk...
MS: Harvey, stop, this is-
HE: It feels SO good, I'm cumming so much, I just want your load on my face instead of that sexy hairy leg, you absolute little god, I love your cock so much-
MS: -beep-
HE: Aaaaahhhh. Mmm. Haha. Fuckkk. Oh. You've hung up. Haha. Twat. Mmmm.
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