Disclaimer: that the story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. I have no idea about the sexuality of any of the 3 footballers in this story as it is all fiction.
This is a fictional story about the 3 sexiest footballers alive, they are Cristiano Ronaldo the Portugese stud, Freddie Ljungberg the Swedish sex god and Stewart Downing from Middlesborough another young footy stud.
Cristiano Ronaldo the Portugese heartthrob woke up in a sudden panic and rush, he had had the most amazing dream ever. He had dreamt about his idol and the man he most wanted to fuk, Freddie Ljungberg, he had dreamt how they had intimate sex for 2 hours solid after their final match of the season between Man U and Arsenal. He knew it was a dream as he knew that Freddie was a straight man and even if he was interested in men then why would he fuk a young inexperienced guy like himself. There was no harm in dreaming he thought to himself. He gazed over to his alarm clock and remembered what day it was, the Friendly tournament between Man U, Arsenal and Middlesborough, he couldn't wait to start playing again alongside the likes of Rio, Rooney and Giggsy all of whom he had crushes on. He also couldn't wait to play against Freddie and Stewart Downing who was the same age as Cris and he thought was fit enough to fuk.
He pulled the sticky sheets away from his naked body, he always slept naked especially in the warm weather, his cock was still quite hard after having the wet dream about Freddie. Then he jumped up and went straight into his luxury shower, to wash all his gorgeous body down before going to the tournament. He rubbed shower gel into his smooth tanned six-pack and then rubbing it all over his strong masculine thighs and then washing his 5-inch now flaccid cock. He was so temped to get aroused again as he thought of Freddie when showering but decided to try not too as he hoped he would get the real thing later after the tournament and he was late so Sir Alex would be unhappy. He got dried, styled his hair into its best style so to impress the lads, then got dressed into his kit and tracksuit and got into his car.
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Freddie slowly woke up from his sleep, he only got about 5 hours sleep after the events of last night with an unknown stranger who seemed to have gone and left him alone, naked in his bed with a semi, he was unsure whether a man or woman had fucked him, he didn't care cos he was bi and it was good, well he thought it was at least.
`That was fun' he said to himself.
He then slipped the cum filled sheets from his muscular body as he got up and out of his bed, he had a satisfied smile on his face as he was so looking forward to his two matches and watching some hot asses running around in their kits, he was mainly looking forward to seeing Ronaldo the sexy animal in his white shorts with his huge bulge and couldn't wait to play against him. He was laughing to himself as he tried to think of ways in the match that he could touch Ronaldo's crotch, thighs or ass without being noticed by anyone else. Maybe he could be marking him and foul him, then fall on top of him and give him a good squeeze, or run up behind him so close that his cock and balls touched Ronaldo's arse, that would surely get the young stud horny and want more. He was so excited. He gazed at himself in his mirror with his now hard cock after thinking those dirty thoughts and admired his own torso and huge cock, hoping that it would soon be in Cris or maybe even the inexperienced Downing would have it in his mouth, deep throating him. He rushed into the shower washed off and put on his Arsenal kit and tracksuit. Then off he went to the Stadium.
When Cristiano got to the stadium he saw Alex Ferguson waiting for him at the entrance.
`Where the fuk have u been Cris, your 30 minutes late' Sir Alex said.
`Soz boss, overlaid' said the stud in his husky voice.
`O.K, now go an get ready in the changing rooms with the other lads, where starting the first match against Arsenal in 20 minutes', Sir Alex said.
Ronaldo drove and then parked up an jogged to the changing room, he was already changed into his kit, he always did this, he was not embarrassed or anything but wanted to see the other players getting changed so he could admire their bodies, he had to be careful though as he didn't want to be found out.
`Look whos here and late again as usual, did u get laid by some fit lass last night and forget to set your alarm clock Cris' said Keane the captain in a joking voice.
`No, just slept through it' he said trying to make up an excuse.
`Ye, sure we all believe you mate' he said in a sarcastic voice
The other guys all laughed but Ronaldo didn't care as he was watching them get changed at the same time, watching their bulges aswell as thinking about the match against Freddie. Then he noticed the team was on the white board and he was playing on the left wing, and Freddie normally played on the right wing, which made him extremely happy.
Freddie ran into the changing room as he knew he was late to see all the team talking about who was playing, he looked at the board and to where he normally played to see his name not their but Reyes was playing their, in fact he was not even on the team! Then when he saw who they were playing he felt distraught, Man U and he didn't get to play. He decided to ask the manager why he wasn't chosen.
`Gaffer, can I have a word in private please' he said still upset
`Sure Freddie what is it?' said Arsene
How come I'm not playing, is it because I'm late, I'm only late because there was a crash on the way here so I got held up, please let me play against them, you know how much I love playing them and I always score, please drop me from the other game so I can play this' he said in a desperate voice. Errrr' Arsene thought.
`O.K, you can play this game and be on the bench for the next game' said Wenger
`YES, that's great thanks boss' he said delighted.
The 2 teams were shouting as they exited their rooms, trying to motivate each other, Freddie and Cris needed no motivating. As they lined up in the tunnel, Freddie made sure he was the last player to leave so he was at the back, he did this as he knew that Ronaldo was superstitious and always went on the pitch last as well.
Now both teams were lined up alongside each other and there they were the secret admirers next to each other, Freddie glanced over at Cris and saw his huge bulge in his white shorts and started to get aroused, then moved his eyes onto his muscular thighs which were so hot and tanned. Then up to his washboard stomach and gorgeous abs, and he could so his nipples through his shirt. Freddie was getting really aroused an this worried him as he was about to go on the pitch. So he stopped looking.
Ronaldo had knew that Freddie was looking and knew he was now looking away so he glanced over at Freddie who was wearing the Blue Arsenal kit. He looked so hot in it. Cris looked at his strong hairy thighs that weren't as brown as his own but still muscular and firm as was his ass. Then saw a tent in his shorts, was Freddie getting aroused by looking at me he thought, I thought he was straight, or maybe not. Then he stared at Freddie stubble mouth and thought about that mouth covering his cock.
It was time to enter the pitch, both teams walked slowly towards the arch as they did so Freddie grabbed Ronaldos arse tight and whispered to him:
`Good luck sexy, I will be marking you'
Ronaldo was so excited so he responded by moving his arm across and while no one was looking put his hand down Freddies CK's and sqeezed his cock and balls saying:
`More like good luck to you, you gay slut'
Both men walked onto the pitch thoroughly satisfied...
To be continued in part 2
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