Rugby Lads 1 - Marcus Smith & Danny Care

By Paul Smith

Published on Jul 7, 2024

Gay

This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. This story is set in current day UK and Ireland and features men from the sport of rugby union (though there may be some crossover with other sports).

The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. Comments can be emailed to premierstories@yahoo.com - I would love to hear your feedback as I'm new to writing. Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! --- Marcus Smith's palms were sweaty as hell. He could barely keep grip of the steering wheel of his Range Rover as he drove through the Surrey countryside. He was on his way to Danny Care's house and he had no idea what was in store for him today. Part of him thought the events of yesterday were all just a dream. It didn't seem real that Danny had fucked him yesterday and taken his anal virginity.

He remembered himself sat naked in the changing room, covered in the cum of both Joe Marler and Danny Care. He remembered looking around and seeing the discarded handcuffs, leather blindfold, and his own ripped underwear. What had he done? What had he got himself into? However, even just thinking back to the events of the yesterday betrayed his faux shock, as he began to get hard again as he remembered riding Danny's cock and sucking on Joe. When Marcus had woken up this morning he was already hard thinking about the events yesterday.

His illicit wank in the car park the previous evening and only made him more horny. When he got home, he found a pair of Beth's panties and slipped his chunky bubble butt into them. He admired himself in the mirror whilst fondling his nipples. He rubbed his ass and started to murmur things out aloud like "this ass is all yours Danny" and "I want to be your slut, daddy." He then went for to bed with a bottle of body lotion and a cucumber he found in the fridge and fucked himself silly in bed. The cucumber was no match for the sensation of Danny's thick, veiny cock, which had pumped ropes of cum into Marcus's virgin ass, but it sated his desires temporarily. After abusing his hole for a while, Marcus was close to cumming when he saw a message came up on his phone.

"It's time to take this to the next level lad. Meet me at my house at 10am tomorrow. Do not be late. And don't even think about not coming... this is insurance."

Seconds later a time-limited disappearing message flashed on screen. There was sat a naked Marcus on the changing room bench from earlier today, blindfolded, covered in cum and looking like a depraved slut. In front of him was an anonymous hard cock, also dripping with spunk, that he instantly recognised as Danny's but no one else would. Looking at the picture Marcus wanted to be disgusted at himself but in fact it turned him on to look like this. He realised how much of a true cum whore he had become in such a short space of time and all the sexual desires he had suppressed for so long . He had no intention of not going so it was not even like Danny needed this "insurance." That said, he was curious as to what would happen at Danny's place tomorrow, at his family home. He knew his wife would be away thanks to what Beth had told him and that Danny had planned a "boys day". His mind raced as to what was in store for him. Another message pinged on screen.

"And don't cum again tonight boy. I imagine you're sat fingering your hole at home right now like the dirty faggot you are. Save that cum for Daddy."

As if he was under a spell, Marcus instantly followed the command. He pushed the bruised cucumber out of his bruised hole with a satisfying plop, but not before he snapped a quick photo of him fucking himself with it and sent it to Danny along with the words "yes Daddy, I promise." Danny instantly replied with a flame emoji.

Marcus had been exhausted after the events of the day and fell straight to sleep. Now here he was driving into the unknown, to Danny's house. Everything had changed - he was no longer Marcus Smith, rising rugby star, he was now Marcus Smith, rising cum slut.


Marcus pulled up outside Danny's house and noticed two cars already outside. One he instantly recognised as Danny's but he wasn't sure who the other belonged to. He took a second to compose himself and called Danny on his phone. No answer. He tried again. Still no answer.

Marcus got out of his car and walked to the front door. He rang the doorbell. He fully pictured Danny answering the door naked with an erect cock, forcing Marcus to his knees to suck it. To his horror, Danny's wife, Jodie, answered the door.

"Here he is! Lovely to see you Marcus!"

Jodie pulled him in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Marcus froze and his face flushed with embarrassment but Jodie didn't seem to notice. She had no idea that only yesterday he'd had her husbands cock inside him.

"Well come on in then. I'm just heading out now. Such a shame Beth couldn't join us girlies. Now you have fun the boys, but please Marcus, I know you're the sensible one, don't let him and Joe get too drunk like they always do! Make yourself at home babes. Right I need to run I'm so late. DANNY, I'm off now!"

Marcus head was spinning now from this barrage of questions and comments from Jodie. But she was already grabbing her keys and her bag from the hook next to the front door and leaving the house.

"Danny, bye babe! Be good!"

"Bye babe. Have fun!" Marcus heard Danny's booming voice come from inside the house.

Jodie shut the door behind her and Marcus stood in the hallway awkwardly. He heard Jodie start her car and quickly drive off. And then silence. He wasn't sure what to do or where to go. Just as he was about to call out to Danny and find out where he was, he emerged from the living room and stood in the doorway, staring at Marcus. Fuck, he looked gorgeous, thought Marcus, wearing and t shirt which showed off his big chest and muscly arms and tight tracksuit bottoms that exposed his huge bulge. Marcus felt his cock stirring already. Danny kept staring at Marcus, smiling, which for some reason made Marcus acutely embarrassed. He felt his cheeks go red again and he looked down at the floor to avoid Danny's gaze.

Danny slowly walked over until he was inches away from Marcus. Slowly Danny placed his finger under Marcus' chin and made him look up. They made eye contact and Danny kept smiling at Marcus. Then, Danny suddenly slipped his other hand behind Marcus's lower back, pulled him in close, their crotches and torso rubbing together. Danny then slowly went in for a deep kiss, his tongue probing into Marcus' mouth. Marcus just melted. Danny was acting so kind and tender and something just felt special. Their tongues danced over each other, slowly at first and then more passionately. Danny held Marcus firmly by the waist and moved his other hand to the back of Marcus' head, so even if he had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to move. Marcus just firmly wrapped his arms around Danny's firm body, instinctively rubbing himself against him as they kissed. The sensation of Danny's thick stubble rubbing against Marcus's smooth face was new to him but he loved it. In between kissing and gasps for air, both of them let out quiet moans and groans of pleasure. This felt like heaven to Marcus.

After eternity, Danny paused the kissing and stared into Marcus' eyes once again but without breaking their embrace.

"Thanks for coming over Smithy."

With that, Danny grabbed Marcus hand and practically dragged him up the staircase in the hallway. Quickly he pulled Marcus into a bedroom, which he quickly realised must be the room him and Jodie shared.

Pausing briefly next to the bed, Danny held Marcus in an embrace again but he looked serious all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry if it was a bit too much yesterday, lad. I should have realised it was your first time, I took things a bit too quickly. And sorry if I'm crude and speak dirty with you, it just turns me the fuck on to say all that stuff and I'd wanted to fuck you the moment I laid eyes on your at the Stoop. And I'm just... a kinky bastard."

Marcus was taken aback by this admission by Danny but managed to reply.

"Uh... don't worry... I...I... really enjoyed it."

Danny smiled again.

"Well I'm glad you did. But right now I want to show you a different side to how we can have fun together. I'm going to take it slow."

At this point, they could both feel their rock hard cocks rubbing against each, straining against the fabric of their jogging bottoms. Danny broke the embrace and went over to a chest of drawers. He rummaged around and pulled out some lacy lingerie, obviously belonging to Jodie.

"Why don't you slip into these - I bet your ass looks amazing in them"

Marcus was shocked but he instantly obliged. Danny sat on the corner of the bed, staring at Marcus who slowly started to remove his hoodie and joggers. Seeing Danny ogling him, Marcus then realized he was looking for a bit of a show, so he lingered in his briefs and socks, whilst they lustfully stared at each other. Marcus started playing with his nipples and moaning, the head of his rock hard cock now peeking out of the side of his briefs, which were unable to contain it. He then turned around and placed his hands on his ample ass and started to pull down his underwear. Marcus could hear Danny breathing more rapidly, his erection also straining against the fabric of his trousers.

Once Marcus had slipped out of his briefs, he picked them up from the floor and threw them over to Danny, who brought them up to his nose and enhaled the musk deeply. Next Marcus picked up the knickers and slipped his legs into them. Obviously they were a size too small for Marcus' ass but he pulled them on regardless and they snuggly fitted against his cock and balls. He turned around and looked at Danny, his cock fully erect and straining against the tight panties. Danny had a look of pure raging lust in his eyes as his breathing become an erratic. Feeling a sense of power for the first time in the last couple of days, Marcus slowly walked over to Danny and whispered in his ear.

"If you want this daddy, you're going to have to work for it."

Marcus spun around, bent over and pushed his ass into Dennis face as he pulled his cheeks apart. Danny dived straight in and began tonguing Marcus' hole through the lacy panty material, getting it sopping wet, all the while he was moaning, calling Marcus a little slut, a daddy's boy who loves cock, but his voice was muffled by Marcus' bubble butt. Feeling bolder and bolder Marcus teased Danny.

"Come on Danny, eat out my hole! Or am I going to have to find another daddy who can?"

Never one to let a comment slide, Danny grabbed Marcus by the waist, swiftly picked him up and roughly threw him face down, ass up into the bed, the frame and the mattress reverberating from the force.

"Now boy, don't get cheeky. I said I wanted to take it slow with you today. But if you give me any more of that, I'll have to change my mind."

With that, Danny smacked his huge hand across Marcus' ass, the slobber sodden knickers barely covering his hole, let alone his cheeks. The thwack noise was huge and Marcus let out a little piggy yelp.

"Sorry daddy" was all Marcus could muster.

Danny went back to town on tonguing Marcus' hole. The louder Marcus moaned and groaned, the harder and deeper Danny went in. Marcus lost track of time as Danny continue to eat his hole out non stop, murmuring every now and then how Marcus had the tastiest boy cunt and that his ass tasted better than anything.

Danny grabbed the panties, ripped them off Marcus, discarding them on the floor. Marcus shivered at the feeling of being dominated by Danny, his powerful arms destroying the fabric. Danny then started licking and sucking on Marcus's now exposed balls too, taking them in his mouth and sucking on them. Suddenly, he flipped him over and started sucking deeply on his cock too. Danny didn't break eye contact with Marcus for a split second as he bobbed up and down on his cock. He couldn't believe macho Danny Care was here sucking on his cock. Danny reached up and firmly tugged on Marcus' nipples, making him groan loudly.

Not letting go of his nipples and enjoying watching Marcus squirm in pleasure, Danny lifted his lips off his lover's cock for a moment.

"You taste so fucking good lad." And he slapped Marcus's erect throbbing dick against his face and gave it a forceful suck, causing Marcus to moan even louder. Keeping firm hold of his dick, Danny slid up Marcus's body, touching him and licking him all over until they were lying down face to face.

"You're beautiful. I've wanted to do this since I first met you lad."

Danny pressed lips against Marcus, his tongue sliding in soon after, all whilst their naked bodies rubbed together. Marcus's dick became firmer in Danny's hand as they kissed and Danny reached his other hand to Marcus's asshole, a big meaty finger probing inside. With all of Danny's spit as lube it slid in easily so Danny began to finger fuck his teammate whilst wanking him off and kissing him at the same time.

Marcus groaned incessantly. He was in sensory overload kissing his mentor, as he pleasured him in ways he had only dreamed of until yesterday. Danny rolled on top of Marcus, pushing his full weight down onto him. For the two of them, there was nothing but this moment they were in right now, their bodies melting into one.

Eventually Danny pulled away, which left Marcus feeling bereft, Danny's tongue and fingers having become the oxygen of his pleasure. Danny rolled over and opened up a drawer on the bedside cabinet, rummaging inside. He pulled out a bottle of lube and another smaller, glass bottle that Marcus wasn't sure what it was.

"You're going to love this Smithy" said Danny with a smirk.

Before Marcus could ask what it was, Danny opened up the small bottle with one hand, twisting the cap between his finger and thumb. He grabbed Marcus roughly behind the back of the neck, made him sit up and then thrust the bottle under one of his nostrils. Whilst holding the bottle in one hand, he manoeuvred his thumb over the other nostril whilst moving his other hand to keep Marcus' jaw shut. Marcus had no choice to breathe in and inhale from the bottle. Whilst Danny was forceful, Marcus felt safe with him and would have done anything he asked right now.

"Take a deep breath Smithy, good boy," Marcus blushed. The bottle smelt of chemicals but he breathed in regardless.

"Big deep breath, that's it lad. Let's count down - 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

Danny pulled the bottle away and set it down and Marcus gasped for breath. However, instantly he the biggest head rush he had ever experience hit him and an overwhelming sensation of euphoria. Danny grabbed him and again and they kissed passionately whilst both kneeling, their erect cocks rubbing precum over each other. The poppers, as Marcus would later learn they were called before they become part of practically his daily routine, flipped something in his brain.

"Fuck me daddy, please fuck me daddy, I need your cock inside me."

Danny reached down and took his own hit of poppers, then pushed Marcus down onto the bed on his back. Squirting a big splatter of lube into his hand, Danny then rubbed it on and inside Marcus's hole, it twitching in anticipation, and then over his own dick. He positioned the tip of his cock in line with Marcus' hole and his body over him in missionary position. Staring deeply into each others eye, Danny slowly slid his dick inside his younger teammate. The fingering and running had prepped him so Danny entered him easily, but when his dick was to hilt and he'd bottomed out, Marcus's silky asshole gripped Danny tightly.

Marcus' eyes rolled back in his head and a let out a guttural groan.

"Fuck it's so big. Danny, your cock is so big! It feels amazing"

Danny held steady, wanting to fuck and pound the shit out of Marcus but remembered his promise to take it steady and tenderly this time. He reached in for another kiss, this one being more delicate, Marcus continuing to groan and moan as their tongues played over each other.

Once he felt like he was ready, Danny grabbed the poppers again, made them both take a big hit each and began slowly thrusting in and out, slow long strokes so Marcus could feel every inch of his dick. Whilst Marcus had enjoyed losing his virginity yesterday, and also experimenting with a cucumber in bed, this sensation was unreal, the poppers just heightening all of his senses as he was fucked.

What followed next was practically a full hour of fucking, building up slowly as Danny fucked Marcus in a variety of positions, from missionary to doggy to Marcus riding Danny's dick. The bedsheets were sodden with sweat and the room stank of poppers, ass, man musk, not unlike the the Harlequin's changing room they shared, and raw sex. Marcus was barely able to talk, making animalistic moaning noises most of the time, but occasionally being able to muster "fuck me daddy" or "pound me" and even "breed my faggot hole." Danny simply obliged, occasionally slapping Marcus's round ass or spitting in his mouth as they fucked, but holding back some of his more kinky talk as he really was trying to show Marcus a kinder side.

As Marcus was bouncing up and down on Danny's dick, facing him as he rested on his knees, Danny felt an orgasm coming and it was unstoppable.

"Fuck lad, I'm cumming!" And he pulled Marcus in for a deep kiss and grunted as he felt the first powerful spurt from his cock flood Marcus' insides. By the second spurt it was already leaking out his hole and down Danny's dick, and by the fifth, cum was everywhere. Within seconds, Marcus spontaneously came as well, shooting huge long ropes of cum all over Danny's chest and even over his face. When he came to his senses, Marcus still was riding Danny's cock, trying to squeeze the last drop of cum out of his dick and into Marcus' ass.

"Fuck me lad, that was incredible," said Danny, as he wiped some of Marcus' cum off his face and straight into his mouth. "Why don't you clean the rest of this off?"

Marcus eagerly licked at Danny's face and they kissed again, sharing Marcus's spunk. Danny pulled his dick out of Marcus' hole and and Marcus tried to keep his hole tight and closed but some of Danny's load leaked out, noisily. Danny reached into the bedside drawer again and pulled out a black butt plug, and put it inside Marcus.

"Best you be keeping that part of me in you boy" Danny said before wiping at the cum dribbling down Marcus' thighs and feeding it to his boy.

They both collapsed to the bed, with Danny pulling back the sweaty cum covered covers and pulling Marcus towards him. He held him tenderly cradling him in one arm, stroking his hair with the other. He pulled no him closer for another slower kiss and then they lay there staring at each other for a while.

Later on they would both admit to each other that this was the moment they both fell in love, Danny wanting to protect and worship this younger lad he had lusted over for a while and Marcus feeling safe and cherished in his daddy's arms.

But for now, it was all about the lust and the raw passion, and this post fucking embrace was just as much part of that.

Despite it only still being the morning the two men were exhausted from their marathon fucking session. They both dozed off, Marcus Smith cuddling up to Danny Care in the bed he normally shared with his wife, both sticky and sweaty.

They had only been asleep for a few minutes when there was a knock at the door that completely jolted them awake. Marcus instinctively panicked and jumped out of bed.

"Fuck who is it? Is Jodie back?"

Danny more casually got out of bed, now sporting a semi after his nap.

"Don't worry lad. Why don't you jump in the shower and I'll sort it. And don't take that butt plug out."

Marcus would have done anything Danny said so he obligingly walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water and climbed into the shower.

What was happening to him? He had zero doubts now though - he was well and truly a cum hungry faggot but he loved it.


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