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The only thing about football that I enjoy in fact, is the almost sheer quality to the cotton shorts that allows a deviant like me, the occasional glimpse of a bulging cock and balls. Imagine the pleasure you would feel if that man was fucking you, thrusting inside you, stretching you open with his dick.

That man is married. That man is probably straight. That man is completely unobtainable right? Once upon a time in London, I happened to take a job working for David Beckham. He kissed me gently on the forehead as he held my head in his hands. Then, still holding my head, he brought his lips down to within an inch of mine and stared deeply into my eyes. He kissed me tenderly on the lips for a few seconds then pulled away with a grin on his face. As I pulled his trousers down over his crotch, they pressed down on his erection and it sprang back up as they fell to the floor.

Even through the tented white cotton of his Armani briefs, you could see that David Beckham was a big boy. About 9 inches long and fat, his cock was perfectly formed and smooth. His foreskin had pulled back over the bulging purple head which was already glistening with pre-cum.

The heavy looking, long shaft of meat led down to a mane of golden fuzzy hair and big swollen balls hanging down under the fattest part of his cock at the base.

His expression had changed to one of lust and dominance. But David was growing impatient. He took hold of my head with both hands and slowly pushed his shaft further and further into my open mouth, staring into my eyes as the head touched the back of my mouth and the opening to my throat. His face screwed up with aggression as he forcefully thrust the whole length right into my throat. My eyes watered and I closed them briefly.

He was looking at me with absolute animal power as his cock throbbed and momentarily stretched my throat even wider. At that moment, I wanted him to cum.

I wanted to feel his dick convulse and throb as he emptied his balls and dumped his load straight into me. I wanted to feel his sticky spunk running down the back of my throat into my stomach whilst I looked into his eyes and gave myself to him entirely. After a few seconds, he pulled out until the head of his cock was back at the entrance to my throat at the back of my mouth, then he grunted as he violently drove it straight back down my throat, right to the hilt.

He pulled out again partially and then continued to brutally force his fat dick in and out of my throat. He grabbed hold of the hair at back of my head and put his right foot up on the bed so that his right leg was bent at the knee, his left leg straight.

He took hold of his cock and slapped it about my face, sticky pre-cum stringing onto my cheeks and lips. The sweet musty smell of his sweaty balls filled my nostrils. He placed the head of his cock on my tongue and started wanking the shaft off into my mouth, his fist thumping into my face pressing his foreskin against my lips. David Beckham was banging one out into my mouth. He let go of his dick and left the tip resting on my lips, then he took hold of my head with both hands again.

This time he gripped tightly as he plunged it into my throat and started to fuck my face with such force that I thought I was going to choke.

He ruthlessly pumped his fat meat in and out of my gullet, his sweaty balls slapping against my chin, grunting and panting as he buried it to the hilt again and again, stretching me open so wide that when he was all the way inside me, his shaft and my throat felt like one.

When he had finished using my throat, he picked me up by the hair and threw me onto the bed face first. I laid there on my front in ecstatic anticipation. He ripped off my trousers, climbed onto the bed and pulled my arse cheeks open, revealing my hole.

He spat on it and immediately forced 3 fingers right up me. I flinched and moaned. He pulled them out and spat on my arsehole again. I did as he told me. He placed the moist tip of his cock over my arsehole and gently pressed against my bud, the end of his dick slid slowly into me. I thought he was going to annihilate my hole, I thought he was going to rough fuck me like the dirty little slut that I am.

His sticky balls pressed hard against my arse hole which was being stretched open by the fattest part at the base of his cock. As he said it, his cock throbbed. The blood pumped through the veins of his shaft stretching my arsehole even wider around it. I reached down and took hold of his balls as they hung out the back of my arsehole. David groaned and leaned back into position behind me. As I let go, he pulled his shaft all the way out leaving just the end inside me and immediately ploughed it back into me up to the hilt.

I groaned with pleasure. He withdrew again and this time he pulled open my arse cheeks before he drove his cock up my hole, I could feel it reaching further this time, his balls slapped against mine as my rock hard dick swung underneath us.

He started pumping me harder and harder. He grabbed hold of my hips and fucked into me like I was a piece of meat. With each stroke he would slide all the way out and then bury his manhood inside me up to his nuts. At one point, when he was all the way inside me, he moved his hand down and felt around the base of his cock, my arsehole pulled taut around it. He forced a finger inside with his dick. He pulled his finger out and shoved four into my mouth, gripping onto my jaw as he fucked me, pulling me back onto his dick even harder.

He pulled out and span me around onto my back, pushing my legs back in the air, my ankles up by my head. He placed his cock above my hole once more and leaned in close to my face. He wanted me to look into his eyes whilst he was finishing off inside me. He immediately began pumping in and out of me again. He thrust his meat into me harder and harder, grunting and panting as he stared at me, beads of sweat rolling down his face and dropping onto mine.

I could tell he was close. His beautiful face screwed into an expression of pure animal dominance as he started to groan. He pulled all the way out of me, threw his head back and reached down to his cock as the first spurt of jizz shot out of his throbbing cock into his cupped hand.

My arsehole was stretched tight around the base of his cock and with each shot of spunk he dumped up me, I felt his whole shaft contracting and pulsing, emptying out his balls inside me as he groaned with relief.

I could feel his jizz lining my throat and my guts. He fell forward onto the bed and sighed. I stared at his beautiful muscular butt. David could see I was desperate. I straddled his back and pointed right at it. I slid the end of my sticky cock inside him and wanked on the shaft. It took me two strokes before I fired 5 or 6 loads of my creamy muck into his arsehole.

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The only thing about football that I enjoy in fact, is the almost sheer quality to the cotton shorts that allows a deviant like me, the occasional glimpse of a bulging cock and balls. Imagine the pleasure you would feel if that man was fucking you, thrusting inside you, stretching you open with his dick.

That man is married. That man is probably straight. That man is completely unobtainable right? Once upon a time in London, I happened to take a job working for David Beckham. He kissed me gently on the forehead as he held my head in his hands. Then, still holding my head, he brought his lips down to within an inch of mine and stared deeply into my eyes.

He kissed me tenderly on the lips for a few seconds then pulled away with a grin on his face. As I pulled his trousers down over his crotch, they pressed down on his erection and it sprang back up as they fell to the floor. Even through the tented white cotton of his Armani briefs, you could see that David Beckham was a big boy.

About 9 inches long and fat, his cock was perfectly formed and smooth. His foreskin had pulled back over the bulging purple head which was already glistening with pre-cum.

The heavy looking, long shaft of meat led down to a mane of golden fuzzy hair and big swollen balls hanging down under the fattest part of his cock at the base. His expression had changed to one of lust and dominance. But David was growing impatient. He took hold of my head with both hands and slowly pushed his shaft further and further into my open mouth, staring into my eyes as the head touched the back of my mouth and the opening to my throat.

His face screwed up with aggression as he forcefully thrust the whole length right into my throat. My eyes watered and I closed them briefly. He was looking at me with absolute animal power as his cock throbbed and momentarily stretched my throat even wider. At that moment, I wanted him to cum. I wanted to feel his dick convulse and throb as he emptied his balls and dumped his load straight into me. I wanted to feel his sticky spunk running down the back of my throat into my stomach whilst I looked into his eyes and gave myself to him entirely.

After a few seconds, he pulled out until the head of his cock was back at the entrance to my throat at the back of my mouth, then he grunted as he violently drove it straight back down my throat, right to the hilt.

He pulled out again partially and then continued to brutally force his fat dick in and out of my throat. He grabbed hold of the hair at back of my head and put his right foot up on the bed so that his right leg was bent at the knee, his left leg straight. He took hold of his cock and slapped it about my face, sticky pre-cum stringing onto my cheeks and lips. The sweet musty smell of his sweaty balls filled my nostrils.

He placed the head of his cock on my tongue and started wanking the shaft off into my mouth, his fist thumping into my face pressing his foreskin against my lips. David Beckham was banging one out into my mouth. He let go of his dick and left the tip resting on my lips, then he took hold of my head with both hands again.

This time he gripped tightly as he plunged it into my throat and started to fuck my face with such force that I thought I was going to choke. He ruthlessly pumped his fat meat in and out of my gullet, his sweaty balls slapping against my chin, grunting and panting as he buried it to the hilt again and again, stretching me open so wide that when he was all the way inside me, his shaft and my throat felt like one. When he had finished using my throat, he picked me up by the hair and threw me onto the bed face first.

I laid there on my front in ecstatic anticipation. He ripped off my trousers, climbed onto the bed and pulled my arse cheeks open, revealing my hole. He spat on it and immediately forced 3 fingers right up me. I flinched and moaned. He pulled them out and spat on my arsehole again. I did as he told me. He placed the moist tip of his cock over my arsehole and gently pressed against my bud, the end of his dick slid slowly into me.

I thought he was going to annihilate my hole, I thought he was going to rough fuck me like the dirty little slut that I am.

His sticky balls pressed hard against my arse hole which was being stretched open by the fattest part at the base of his cock. As he said it, his cock throbbed. The blood pumped through the veins of his shaft stretching my arsehole even wider around it. I reached down and took hold of his balls as they hung out the back of my arsehole.

David groaned and leaned back into position behind me. As I let go, he pulled his shaft all the way out leaving just the end inside me and immediately ploughed it back into me up to the hilt.

I groaned with pleasure. He withdrew again and this time he pulled open my arse cheeks before he drove his cock up my hole, I could feel it reaching further this time, his balls slapped against mine as my rock hard dick swung underneath us. He started pumping me harder and harder. He grabbed hold of my hips and fucked into me like I was a piece of meat. With each stroke he would slide all the way out and then bury his manhood inside me up to his nuts. At one point, when he was all the way inside me, he moved his hand down and felt around the base of his cock, my arsehole pulled taut around it.

He forced a finger inside with his dick. He pulled his finger out and shoved four into my mouth, gripping onto my jaw as he fucked me, pulling me back onto his dick even harder. He pulled out and span me around onto my back, pushing my legs back in the air, my ankles up by my head. He placed his cock above my hole once more and leaned in close to my face.

He wanted me to look into his eyes whilst he was finishing off inside me. He immediately began pumping in and out of me again. He thrust his meat into me harder and harder, grunting and panting as he stared at me, beads of sweat rolling down his face and dropping onto mine.

I could tell he was close. His beautiful face screwed into an expression of pure animal dominance as he started to groan. He pulled all the way out of me, threw his head back and reached down to his cock as the first spurt of jizz shot out of his throbbing cock into his cupped hand.

My arsehole was stretched tight around the base of his cock and with each shot of spunk he dumped up me, I felt his whole shaft contracting and pulsing, emptying out his balls inside me as he groaned with relief. I could feel his jizz lining my throat and my guts. He fell forward onto the bed and sighed. I stared at his beautiful muscular butt. David could see I was desperate. I straddled his back and pointed right at it. I slid the end of my sticky cock inside him and wanked on the shaft.

It took me two strokes before I fired 5 or 6 loads of my creamy muck into his arsehole.

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