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Scrum Down -- Becoming the Dragon
Louis Rees-Zammit entered the locker room after Wales' first win in 7 matches. The teenage winger stood beaming, his heart pounding as his Welsh teammates patted him on the back. "Great job boyo." "Well done kid." The kind words were endless, "Thank you, thank you." Louis smiled after his first international try had helped Wales to an 18-0 victory over Georgia.
Rhys Webb grasped the youngster's shoulder firmly, "Great show lad, next practice we could definitely use some one-on-one action." He winked. A chorus of booming chuckles came from the forwards. "Rhys, when you say it like that you sound so perverted!" Alun roared, moving over to pat Louis on the shoulder himself. "Well played lad, first of many caps, I'm sure." Louis' face burned red, "Thanks Alun, thanks Rhys." He smiled politely to them both. Rhys eyes the teenager, who wouldn't perv on him, the boy was perfect in every department. The scrum half only wanted to practice the timings of running and passing with the Gloucester winger, and yet now that the team found it amusing Rhys' conquest had begun.
The players arrived for their next training camp ready to impress. The atmosphere was good and with Ireland on the horizon, the players knew the importance of training well in front of the coaches' watching eyes. Louis and Rhys were placed into the same training group, the scrum half having the opportunity to witness the youngster's blistering speed up close.
"Good engine on you there." Rhys grinned as they stood regaining their breath between training programmes. "Thanks man." Louis beamed appreciatively. "You're welcome." Rhys nodded nonchalantly. Louis glanced over to the 32-year-old. "I...errr...didn't think you were being a perv the other day." He continued nervously. "Ha, the lads were just being jealous of you." Rhys winked, tossing Louis the ball. "Jealous? Of?" The teenager replied confused, had he missed something. "They remember when they were young and sexy, but now they look in the mirror and see old men." Rhys grinned, Louis smirked. "They. You don't think you're too old then?" He replied. "To get a little hot rod like you, nah I'm looking as good as ever." Rhys replied, checking himself out and tensing each pec in turn as he did so. Louis' eyes couldn't help but check Rhys out just as Rhys looked back up at the teenager. [Sold] Rhys smiled to himself. Louis gave Rhys a shy, timid smile as his eyes connected with the scrum half before they resumed their training.
After the session they returned to the locker room, Rhys couldn't get naked any faster in front of the teen's eyes. The 6-foot (183cm), bronze piece of muscle grabbed his towel and glanced back at the teenager, "Stop looking at my arse." Rhys smiled sideways. Louis felt compelled to do the exact opposite of his instructions, now that Rhys had mentioned his arse all Louis could do was study just how perfectly round it was. [How come his arse is the same colour as the rest of him?] Louis pondered, thinking about his own pale arse. [Naked sunbathing] he grinned to himself fumbling with his boots and struggling to take them off while his mind wandered.
Rhys disappeared around the corner, the sound of the shower starting brought a sense of safety for Louis. Now that the older man was busy, he couldn't flash that enticing body at the Penarth-born youngster anymore. The teenager slid off his socks, pulled off his shirt and was just about to stand up when Rhys appeared once more. "Forgot my shampoo." The scrum-half announced, 8.5 inches of Welsh meat swinging freely between his legs. The teenager looked up and there in front of his eyes, Rhys' wonderful cock, then as he bent down to rummage through his bag, the 32-year-old took another opportunity to showcase his meaty, round arse. Louis' eyes remained locked in a trance, studying the dimples of Rhys' firm buttocks which stared back at him. The scrum half clearly liked a good squat, his golden-brown skin clung around the two perfect round forms with a moderate growth of brown hairs. Rhys straightened up and turned around, his cock now swinging gently in Louis' eyeline. "You coming for a shower lad?" Rhys smiled proudly, watching Louis study his cock. The 32-year-old's mind started to picture all the things he was about to do to the teenager causing his cock to grow slightly. "Yeah, one sec." Louis replied after a second's delay. "Come on lad." Rhys persisted. "I'm just looking for my shampoo." Louis lied, trying to give his erection time to disappear. "You can use mine, come on." Rhys chuckled, nodding towards the showers. Louis sighed, his heart hammering and he stood up, turning as he rose to try and conceal his arousal.
Rhys caught a glimpse of the bump in Louis' tight shorts as the teenager stood. 6'3" (193cm), muscular and a hard 8-inch cock stretching the fabric of his short white, muddy shorts. "What's that you got there?" Rhys asked as Louis rustled around in his bag with his back to the scrum-half. "Huh?" Louis replied, turning to find Rhys standing right behind him. "Err. Just my shower..." Louis began, the 32-year-old moved closer towards the teenager and stopping him mid-sentence, Rhys' lips pressed into Louis' planting a long firm kiss on them. The teenager had so many emotions flowing through him as he submitted to Rhys' advances but it was the scrum-half's left hand quietly moving round to caress the solid bump in Louis' shorts that turned to the teenager to putty in Rhys' hands. "Let's go get you cleaned up." Rhys whispered.
The 32-year-old pulled Rhys into the first shower cubicle and pressed the strapping tall teenager up against the cold wet tiles. Reaching under the hem of Louis' shirt he lifted it up to expose the youngster's bronze toned stomach and smooth, broad chest. "Take it off." Rhys instructed as he lowered his face towards Louis' body. The scrum-half attacked with his tongue out landing on the slick sweaty skin of Louis' stomach, exploring his belly button and then ascending up towards the teenager's dark pits. Louis moaned as he threw his muddy shirt aside, the warm, wet tongue sliding across his body, licking the sweat beads from his smooth skin felt so arousing. Rhys spied the teenager's hard 8 inches pulsing below him, straining the fabric of the winger's tight shorts.
Rhys' left hand landed on the bump squeezing it through Louis' shorts while his tongue found its way up the inside of his pec and into the youngster's semi-bushy armpit. The 32-year-old's tongue charged into the little bush, followed by his nose which sucked in the aromatic flavour of the sexy teenager. "Oh yeah." Louis breathed. The feeling of the older lad's tongue tickling his bush felt wonderful while the grip on his hard shaft made the youngster throb hard. Louis opened his eyes and glanced down at the rock-solid body pressing itself against him. Feeling selfish, the teenager reached forward with his free arm and began to stroke Rhys' broad back. The powerful muscles tensed receptively while he continued to devour Louis' delicious, manly flavour. Tilting his head to the side Louis peeked a glance of Rhys' swinging cock, the 8.5 inches were hard and aching to be touched.
Louis reached out and gently took hold of Rhys' thick wand, the 32-year-old giving a light sound of appreciation while his busy tongue continued to explore Louis' wonderful body. The feeling of Rhys' thick cock in his hand made Louis harder still, enjoying everything going on around him. The teenager's mind was racing, he wanted the older man on him, in him, all over him. Rhys could sense the youngster's increasing comfort with the way Louis had become more receptive to his every move. The Bridgend local lowered himself down Louis' tight body, pulling his boner from the teenager's grasp. Louis looked on with regret as the meaty wand bobbed freely, pointing hard while Rhys worked his way down beyond Louis' abs.
The teenager realised what was about to happen next and his heart skipped with joy as Rhys kissed his way to the top of Louis' neat pubes while his fingers gripped the top of the Louis' shorts. Rhys tugged the youngster's muddy shorts and boxers down slowly while his lips pecked at Louis' soft body hair. While the young lad's boner popped free. The 32-year-old looked up, locking eyes with the youngster as he pulled back Louis' pale foreskin. Using his peripheral vision Rhys quickly scanned Louis' pink, mushroom dome before he opened his mouth and swallowed the tip.
"Fucking hell." Louis cursed; his eyes hypnotised by Rhys' while his cock felt incredible in the warmth of Rhys' hungry mouth. Rhys' lips glided along the young twunk's hard shaft, gently pulling the lad's silky foreskin along with it. Louis watched the experienced scrum half at work as he pressed the teen's' delicious head straight to the back of his throat and gripping onto the young winger's muddy calves, the scrum half bobbed rhythmically along Louis' cock. Rhys' eyes studied his younger teammate's crotch as he bounced. The 19-year-old looked like a big strong man with his clothes on, but underneath he remained cute and innocent. Louis' pubes were neat brown curls forming a lovely carpet towards his smooth balls. Whilst Louis' balls weren't hairy underneath, they were large and swollen with his young cum just waiting to explode over Rhys. The 32-year-old gently stroked Louis' balls as he sucked and became reminded of his own balls when he was that age, [This lad is going to become a beast.] Rhys grinned wickedly.
Rhys' fingers held the teenager's bulky thighs as he sucked, the 32-year-old's fingertips searching for the best places to hold the youngster when he fucked him later. The 6'3" twunk felt so big and strong to touch, yet looking up at the youngster's face, Rhys knew he would be taking Louis to places he hadn't been before. Swirling his tongue around the teenager's head, Rhys tickled the tip of Louis' hard cock. The rosy pinkness of Louis' cheeks whilst he moaned made the 32-year-old smile inside, Louis couldn't hide his excitement. "You like that lad?" Rhys asked rhetorically. "Yeah man." Louis breathed over the rushing water. "Ok, let's try something else." Rhys grinned.
Louis' expression was one of keen anticipation and he nodded in agreement with Rhys' suggestion. The scrum half placed his hands on Louis' hips and turned him around to face the tiles. Louis placed his palms on the tiles and spread his legs following Rhys' guidance. Closing his eyes, Louis encircled himself with nothing but Rhys' attention and he was rewarded with the 32-year-old's wide tongue sliding across his opening.
"Holy shit." Louis huffed, a tongue sliding across his hole for the first time was an eye-opening experience for the winger who screamed with excitement as Rhys' tongue slipped into his cavity. The muscular winger fell limp against the shower tiles as waves of pleasure swept through his body. Within a few tours of his hole by Rhys' tongue, the teenager found himself pushing his ring out suggestively, as if he wanted the scrum half to go further still. Rhys could feel Louis gently breaking down systematically in his clutches. Sucking at the teenager's hole, Rhys gobbled and gargled at Louis' tender opening. The 32-year-old's 8.5-inch cock stood hard and ready, teased by two fingers gently rolling across the tip of his head while his tongue invaded Louis' hole. Rhys' firm palms spread the teenager's hole open nicely and removing his tongue from Louis' hole, Rhys inspected the furry, brown opening once more, planting a final kiss and rising to his feet.
"Think you can take this?" Rhys asked rhetorically as he rose, slowly moving his fingers half an inch in each direction to keep himself hard. The 32-year-old watched Louis nod with timid acceptance, of course he was going to take it after that sensational rim job, now he just had to be patient with the strapping young lad. Grabbing the smallest bottle he'd brought into the shower with him, Rhys flicked it open and began to pour some lube over his fingers. Peeling back his foreskin, the older lad added a generous layer of silky clear liquid to his swollen head.
Louis' heart hammered furiously; the teenager couldn't believe what was about to happen. The young winger had feared this day for several years now, the day a lad actually lined his boner up with Louis' tight ring and attempted to fuck him. Was it as bad as every straight lad was led to believe? Somehow in Rhys' hands it wasn't as scary as it might've been. The 32-year-old's 8.5-inch monster looked like a challenge but one he could manage and with Rhys' expert touch, what could go wrong?
Spreading Louis' hole open with two fingers on his right hand, Rhys pressed his head at the youngster's opening then leaned his upper body towards the teenager. "Back up on me." Rhys whispered softly. Louis nodded and twisted his face in concentration. Slowly, the teenager pushed his arse backwards. Gradually his ring began to sear with pain, pain that felt harsh but manageable. Rhys' eyes watched his head disappearing a milimitere at a time, holding his shaft steady and waiting patiently for Louis to feel comfortable. "Ughh." Louis grunted as his ring suddenly locked itself around something hard and thick. Rhys' head had breached the bottom's hole and now he was trapped inside, it was about to get so much easier. "Take your time lad." Rhys smiled encouragingly. The scrum half was in no rush, he wanted to enjoy deflowering this young lad nice and slowly.
The level of pain flowing through Louis' body had increased to just short of excruciating, how did people do this? [Relax and take your time.] Louis reminded himself of Rhys' words. The 32-year-old's arse invader had reached two inches deep into the youngster and that's when Louis realised the top was right. His ring no longer burned, now the pain came from inside his tight, virgin tunnel. Rhys was right, relax and give it time, if Louis could bounce back up after being tackled by a 20 stone (130kg) forward, he could deal with a cock in his arse and find out what all the fuss was about.
Rhys watched the teenager's ring swallow half an inch of his rod after taking a deep breath then another half inch and pause. The top released the grip of his boner, now impaled 5.5 inches deep into Louis' young belly. "You like that cock lad?" Rhys chanced. "Hurts like fuck." Louis puffed before glancing back at Rhys and offering a smile. "You're welcome mate, taking it like a pro." Rhys beamed. "Want me to take over?" He continued. "Yeah, just be gentle." Louis grinned.
Now he was in control the fun could truly begin for Rhys, the teenager had done a great job impaling himself with Rhys' cock thus far but now it was time for the 32-year-old to show Louis what getting fucked was all about. Rhys scrunched his toes to stop himself from ploughing his cock into the teenager's hole, the top began to rock back and forth using his heels and toes. The 32-year-old looked up at Louis' hand pressed against the shower tiles and sliding forward into the teenager's bottom, he watched Louis' fingertips press hard against smooth ceramic, grasping for some leverage. Louis' groans were decreasing in volume but increasing in length. Rhys grinned proudly listening to the teenager's increasing comfort, the top knew it wouldn't be long before he was ready to take the full pounding Rhys planned to unleash on his hole. The scrum half watched his cock dipping into the cute twunk, probing Louis' twitching body to stroke the young lad's prostate.
"How you feeling?" Rhys inquired as he gently slid into Louis' body. "Yeah...really good." Louis replied between thrusts. "You're doing great lad, you're a natural." Rhys beamed, increasing the strength of his thrusts ever so slightly. Now he was in, the 32-year-old wanted to really pound Louis' hole for at least a minute but he remained patient, building towards the crescendo that would be his climax into the sexy youngster. Louis had noticed that Rhys had increased the pressure he was putting in the winger's arse. The feeling of Rhys' crotch gently drumming his cheeks had become very pleasing to the young bottom, the sign that he was indeed taking every inch of Rhys' long shaft. As the shots thudded against Louis' cheeks, the bottom had clearly begun to back into Rhys' crotch. A malevolent smile spread across Rhys' face, the evil voice in his mind telling him it was nearly time to destroy this sexy young lad.
Rhys' shots grew longer and harder, each thrust plunging 8.5 inches of prime Welsh steak, into 90kg (14st.) of prime Welsh beef. Louis was really enjoying every moment, his groans in tune with the beat of the scrum half's cock. The young bottom pushed out his hole, allowing Rhys' cock the freedom of his body. "God, that's good." Louis murmured, bringing a wide smile from Rhys as he slammed his cock deep into the tight youngster. "Yeah, you like that big dick?" Rhys replied, continuing his assault on Louis' hole. "Yeah, it's really good." Louis agreed, looking back at Rhys with a smile. The soft, smooth features of Louis' beautiful face only served to antagonise Rhys' evil voice. The sight of the winger's face sucked Rhys' crotch into Louis' body, slamming hard against the bottom's beautiful arse cheeks. The 32-year-old looked down at his cock splitting the twunk's juicy cheeks then up Louis' stunning, muscular body to the teenager's sweet face again. "Can I go hard?" Rhys chanced. "Yeahhh." Louis groaned, in total agreement.
With Louis' permission and plenty of warming the bottom up, Rhys now had a clear signal to drive for the line. The top held tightly to Louis' muscular hips and threw his entire body into the bottom's arse cheeks. "Ugh." Louis growled in appreciation of the increased roughness. Rhys' crotch made long loud noises, cupping skin on skin against Louis' firm arse. If Louis had begun to protest now it might've been too late for Rhys whose nuts were begging to release themselves. The top was only too happy to listen to his balls which slammed into Louis' hole with the power of the horny top. Rhys' grip tightened, pulling the young bottom back into him and this time in unison both men groaned. Although Rhys had to strain over the sound of his own voice to hear Louis' groans, he could tell they were groans of encouragement, the young bottom threw his arse back regardless of the damage it would do to his insides.
Swinging between the youngster's legs, Louis was at full mast and throbbing hard with every stroke. Rhys' bare cock, forcing its way inside him and slamming into his tender prostate rocked Louis' world. The bottom could feel Rhys' powerful crotch rapping against his hard buttocks and he felt safe, he felt happy and he felt horny as fuck. Louis' fist worked his cock, pulling back his beautiful foreskin to pleasure himself. The winger moaned and groaned back to Rhys whose muscles were noticeably bulging with the force of his thrusts. The experienced top was becoming destructive with every stroke, thumping his crotch into Louis' muscular body. The young bottom positively chimed with happiness following every shot, enjoying this incredible new feeling being introduced to him. That regular motion of a raw piece of hard human flesh pounding itself with Louis' belly, [why is this the first time I'm doing this!!!] He barked at himself before emitting an arousing whimper to tell Rhys he was doing a great job.
"I'm getting pretty close boy; do you want it in you?" Rhys asked suggestively as he pounded the winger's arse. "Yeah, cum in me." Louis agreed, having no idea what he was signing up for. "You gonna cum too?" Rhys asked insistently. "Yeahhh." Louis sighed. "Good boy, quickly then, wank yourself off and cum!" Rhys demanded. Louis sensed the anxious tone of Rhys' voice and did as he was told, quickly grabbing his shaft, the bottom began to wank himself furiously.
It was incredible, the searing pain and discomfort had been replaced by a warm happiness. The pressure of Rhys' manly palms squeezing at his side's while thrusting that thick cock into Louis' tight belly felt divine. The teenager's young body began to feel light, as if it were floating on a cloud while the tension began to build in his balls. Each time Rhys pounded Louis' sensitive insides, the youngster felt his balls get a little tighter.
"Oh yeah, that's it." Louis panted to Rhys' delight. The winger's hand pulled his foreskin right back with a loud sigh, Louis' balls erupted. The 6'3" mountain of young muscle shuddered as his entire body began to feel light and happy while his balls drained rapidly. Rhys' pounding cock fucked endless amounts of juice from the young winger, Louis' eyes were wider than ever before in ecstatic surprise at the pure pleasure sweeping through him and blasting coat after coat of his seed across the shower tiles in front of him.
"Mother fucker." Rhys cursed, throwing his hips forward and losing all composure. The scrum half howled with pleasure as Louis' orgasm made the bottom's ring tighten around his hard shaft. "Cunting hell!" Rhys growled slamming his body into Louis' meaty arse cheeks and held himself there while his cock exploded launching rockets of his cum into the sexy teenager. "Oh God!!!" Louis cried, surprised at the feeling of another lad's hot cream filling his insides. The sensation felt like nothing Louis had experienced before, warm and so very wet, a deep river of pleasure flowing within his sensitive body. The teenager's eyes were so wide in wonder delighted by this incredible new sensation of cum rushing inside him. "I can feel your cream shooting in me and it feels so fucking hot." Louis exclaimed, unable to contain his happy surprise.
Rhys had no words as his orgasm took full control of his entire body. Rhys pinned his crotch tight to Louis' body and allowed the fluid to flow from his nuts. "God your hole is fucking amazing." Rhys groaned as his swelling head squirted rope after rope of his seed into the teenager's belly. Rhys continued to mutter words of venomous, passionate anger as his cock squirted deep into Louis' belly, the pleasure gripping his entire body for nearly a full minute.
Louis' orgasm had ended a good 30-seconds earlier and now the bottom could solely focus on the pleasure of Rhys' hot cum filling his body. The experienced top gave Louis a few more jabs after the main wave of his orgasm had subsided and to accompany the final few ropes of his jizz, Rhys offered another deep grunt of satisfaction. The scrum half reached forward to pull Louis up, standing straight the teenager was more than 6'3" tall meaning Rhys had to tilt up slightly to kiss him. "Fucking epic." Rhys breathed, smiling as he slowly removed his cock from the sexy youngster. As expertly as the way he had fucked the teenager, Rhys removed his shaft from Louis' tunnel. The teenager braced himself as he felt Rhys' head reach his ring and carefully the 32-year-old removed himself with a quiet pop. Rhys reached down his legs and gave himself a slap of encouragement on the inside of his thigh before stroking Louis gently on the side.
The teenager turned to him and smiled proudly, "How was that for your first time eh?" Rhys beamed. "Yeah, really really really good!" Lewis smiled, with a hint of surprise in his voice. "You sound surprised?" Rhys challenged him. "Yeah, I thought it would have hurt a lot more, but actually it was pretty lush." "Good lad, you can trust me, I'm nice and I know what I'm doing." Rhys grinned with a look of arrogant pride stretched across his face. "You really do." Louis nodded. Rhys grinned again proudly leaning in for another kiss. Taking Louis by the hips, Rhys guided the teenager under the stream of water and handed him the shower gel before moving into the same stream.
7 minutes later they left the shower and returned to the dressing room to grab their clothes and head home. "I'm guessing that wasn't your first time doing a teammate in the locker room?" Louis asked. "You're right there." Rhys grinned, "We have to break you all in somehow." He finished with a broad smile. "Wait, so you do that everyone?" Louis shouted incandescently, frustrated that he was no longer special. "Not me specifically no, but from the moment I saw you I knew I had to get some of that sweet ass. And fuck me I was right!" Rhys explained calmly while sliding on his socks. "So, here's me worried you guys are gonna find out I like cock and then I find out you guys love it more than I do!" Louis grumbled. "Shut up you bitch." Rhys replied dismissively. "You've got nothing to worry about, rugby is a man's game, and if you like cock who cares? It's the 21st century and anyone who judges you for that ain't worth listening to." Rhys chuckled. Louis knew that Rhys was right, but he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved that all those sleepless nights of worrying were a complete waste of his time. "Welcome to the team lad!" Rhys grinned, throwing his arms around the cute teenager.
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