[Starring David Beckham]
David left the ground in a bit of a daze. He was totally confused by what had happened. He knew that he wasn't gay and couldn't imagine what had possessed him to fall to his knees and suck Japp's cock. Not only that but his own dick had remained rock hard throughout the whole episode and when Japp finally shot his cum into David's mouth, David's own cock had erupted with cum across the floor. He was also terrified that Japp might spread it around the squad that David was a cocksucker.
Ten minutes later fully conscious but acting on the jeweller's post hypnotic suggestion, David was parked on a quiet side street and was dialling the jeweller's number on his mobile. He had no idea why he was ringing this number, he just knew that this was something that he had to do.
The jeweller picked up the telephone and heard David's voice on the other end of the phone. "Hello David," he said "it's nice to hear from you again. How did training go today.
David, always keen to talk about football launched into an excited description of the training session. When the jeweller finally got a chance he interrupted David by saying "So how about afterwards, was everything OK in the dressing room?"
David fell silent on hearing the question and after a few moments he mumbled "Yeah, no problem"
"You don't sound very sure of yourself" said the jeweller. "You told me that after the match on Saturday you got very turned on in the dressing room and had to wank off in one of the toilets."
Although he was sitting alone in the car, David flushed red with embarrassment on hearing this. He could not remember having told anyone about what had happened on Saturday afternoon. The jeweller continued "So nothing like that happened today."
David intended to angrily deny that anything untoward had happened in the dressing room, but bound by his hypnotist's previous instructions he found himself blurting out "Well, I did get a hard on in the dressing room again today."
"Really," said the jeweller, putting a shocked tone into his voice "Why do you think that you get hard ons in the dressing room. Perhaps you get turned on by all the nude male bodies that get flaunted around."
"No fucking way" said David raising his voice "I've got a wife and this sort of thing doesn't turn me on in the slightest."
"There's no need to get defensive" replied the jeweller "I just can't imagine why you should get a hard on when you go into a dressing room full of sweaty naked men. Did any of the lads comment on your hard on like they did Saturday"
David flushed with embarrassment yet again and again to his surprise he found himself admitting to this stranger on the telephone that Japp Stam had, in fact seen his hard on.
"Did Japp Stam make any comment about it?"
"He said that he thought that I'd have got plenty of sex from Victoria at the weekend to bring my horniness under control. He then said that he himself hadn't had sex for ages and that he'd give anything for a blow job."
The jeweller grinned to himself on hearing this as he knew that he'd programmed David to respond positively to any suggestion of sex. "So what did you say to that?" he asked.
David hesitated again before stammering "Well, for some reason I offered to give him one."
"My god, you actually offered to suck his dick. You must be gay then, or at least bi-sexual."
"NO! NO! NO!" screamed David "I'm not gay. I don't know why I offered to do this. It just came out before I could stop myself."
"That seems really strange. So, you didn't actually suck his dick then?"
"Well yes," said David "I'd offered after all. He's a teammate. I couldn't turn around and refuse, could I?"
"I suppose not, but at least it must have got rid of your hard on."
"No" sobbed David, finally breaking down "it didn't. My cock just kept throbbing and leaking precum all the time I was sucking on his cock."
"Well in that case, you must be queer, David. No straight guy would stay hard whilst he had another man's cock in his mouth. So, did Japp finish himself off by hand?"
"No", whispered David.
"So you finished him off by hand then?" enquired the jeweller.
"No" said David even more quietly.
"You don't mean…." started the jeweller, pausing to allow the implication to really sink in.
"He came in my mouth."
“And you spat it out?"
“No. I swallowed it without even thinking what I was doing and I came myself all over the floor."
The jeweller decided that he'd made the footballer suffer enough mentally for the time being. It was obvious that the footballer was going to have this matter praying on his mind almost constantly.
"Diamond heart pendant" said the jeweller.
Immediately David went into a deep trance in his car and awaited further instructions from his hypnotic master.
The jeweller started off by re-enforcing the existing hypnotic suggestions to the footballer. Realising that the footballer was going through some emotional turmoil, he placed a hypnotic instruction that nothing that happened to the player off the field would in any way affect his performance on the field. Then he added to the instructions designed to cause the player embarrassment. He told David that in future in addition to getting a persistent erection whenever he entered the changing room after a match or training session he would also find that his ass would start to itch. The sensation would get more and more unbearable and he would only be able to relieve the itch by scratching it. Only by shoving his finger into his asshole would the itch subside for a minute or two. He finished by telling the footballer that he would forget that he'd phoned him although he'd remember the instructions and remember the confusion caused by the jeweller's responses to his report of what had happened.
The next morning's training session went extremely well. Nothing untoward happened when he was getting changed for training, although he went bright red with embarrassment when Japp Stam winked at him and groped his crotch as he got changed. It was obvious, however, that Japp had not told anyone else of what had happened the previous day. When the session ended all the players trooped back into the changing room. There was lots of eager chat about the match the next evening and who might be on the team. The manager, as usual, had given very little away. David was relieved that the manager had held Japp Stam back for a chat. At least he would be able to get changed quickly and escape from the ground before Japp had a chance to confront him.
His relief was shortlived, however. For as soon as he walked into the changing room the hypnotic programming cut in and his cock reared up in his shorts. Within 30 seconds his cock was rock hard and throbbing pushing out of the top of the waistband of his jockstrap. He groaned to himself as the erotic pleasure of his hard on coursed through his body. This, in turn, caused his cock to pulse again and precum started to seep from the head of his cock. David was worried that this might result in an obvious wet patch in his shorts. He couldn't bear the thought of stripping off in front of the other players in his current condition, so he ducked into the toilet as he had done on Saturday.
Entering the toilet cubicle he pulled down his shorts and jock strap, sat on the toilet and started to frantically wank his cock. He noticed that his ass was starting to itch. He ignored it at first and continued to concentrate on pleasuring his dick with his hand. The itching sensation increased, however, and before he could bring himself to climax the itchiness was becoming unbearable.
Instinctively, he reached his hand between his legs, shoving his dangling balls to one side. He ran his hand lightly along his asscrack assuming that this would take care of the itch. It didn't, of course. He was still wanking his cock with his free hand as he started to rub his asshole more forcefully trying to relieve the itching sensation. Finally, he shoved his finger into his asshole to the second knuckle and wiggled it around a bit. To his absolute horror the sensation of stretching his asshole with his finger, the relief he felt as the itch subsided and the continued action of his hand rubbing furiously up and down his cock sent him over the edge. His cock exploded come, which arced upwards and splattered across his football shirt. The second volley shot even higher and splattered across David's lips. Without thinking, he thrust out his tongue and lapped up as much of the come that his tongue could reach. He started scooping up the rest on his fingers and shoving them into his mouth to suck them clean.
David sat on the toilet for 10 minutes with his head in his hands in despair at what he'd just done. His cock, however, remained resolutely hard. His ass continued to itch and periodically he would use his finger to relieve it without being conscious of what he was doing.
Realising that he couldn't stay here all afternoon and as it became obvious that his hard on wasn't going to go away, David returned to the locker room. Most of the players had gone. Japp Stam suddenly stormed into the dressing room with a look of absolute fury on his face. For a moment, David thought the anger was directed toward him and that Japp was going to reveal his secret to his remaining teammates.
Japp was muttering angrily to himself and suddenly exploded "That fucking bastard! That fucking ungrateful shit!"
The two or three players left still dressing looked at Japp and decided to make a quick exit. David, however, was still in his kit. The sound of a shower could be heard in the background but apart from that all that could be heard was Japp muttering to himself.
"Japp" shouted David, taking hold of the player's arm. "What's the matter?"
Japp pulled himself violently away from David's grip and swung his fist as though to hit the player. At the last moment he realised who it was and stopped himself.
"They've fucking sold me, David" said Japp. "They decided to get rid of me without even talking about it before hand. They've already accepted an offer for me."
"Christ," said David unable to believe that the manager, who he absolutely idolised would behave in such a way. "that's dreadful."
Japp seemed to take control of his emotions and slowly his expression changed from anger to amusement. "You realise what this means" he said.
"What?" said David.
"Today will be the last opportunity for me to get another blow job from you." sneered Japp.
David quickly looked around the dressing room, relieved that no one was left. "Please Japp" he said "I don't know what came over me on Friday, but I don't want to suck your cock"
"I know what came over you, cocksucker. " laughed Japp "I did! And don't pretend you don't like sucking cock, your dick's already rock hard and dripping just thinking of sucking me off. Now get over here and get your lips round my fat dick".
"OK Japp, I don't want to do it, but if that's what you want." David walked slowly over towards Japp.
Japp was impatient and yanked down his shorts revealing that his own cock was already fully erect in anticipation. He grabbed David round the neck and pulled him forward. David opened his mouth slightly and stuck out his tongue intending to lick the precum from the end of Japp's dick, but Japp suddenly thrust forward and buried his cock in David's mouth. David gagged and retched his mouth filing with bile, which he fought hard to swallow back down. Japp didn't care, his only thought was to orally rape his former team-mates mouth to take out the frustrations he felt at being dumped by Manchester United football club.
He continually jabbed his cock deep into David's mouth feeling the player gag, but also noticing David's effort to increase his pleasure as he ran his tongue over Japp's shaft and squeezed his throat muscles down onto his cock whilst it was buried in his throat.
David struggled to keep up with the brutal action on his mouth, but the itching in his ass was distracting him.
Japp was mouthing off a stream of abuse, bad mouthing the manager and the club. He also directed his abuse at David "Mind your fucking teeth, faggot. I'll fucking knock them out of your mouth if your bite my cock. You are nothing but a cheap cocksucking whore, you bastard. You'll always fit in well with all the other bastards at this club."
Neither Japp nor David had realised that they were not, in fact, alone in the changing room. One player was still in the shower. It wasn't until he switched off the water that he heard the noise coming from the dressing room. He only heard Japp calling David a cocksucking whore. Intrigued he wrapped a towel round himself and walked back into the dressing room. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw David Beckham bent over in front of Japp Stam whilst the defender literally fucked David's face. His own cock twitched with sexual anticipation, although he certainly didn't think of himself as gay and had never had a remotely homosexual experience in his life.
“What the fuck's going on here?" he shouted. Japp twisted his head round to see Roy Keane standing in the doorway of the shower room. David was devastated at the thought that someone else had seen them and started to stand up. Japp was having none of that though and grabbed the player's neck again and forced him back down onto his cock "No need to stop faggot," he sneered "you keep taking care of my dick. I'll explain things to Roy."
"I don't think much needs explaining" said Roy "looks like I walked in on a couple of queers who though that they had the dressing room to themselves to indulge in some sordid sex games."
“No, you've got it all wrong" said Japp. "David here likes to suck cock. I've not had an opportunity for sex for a long while, so David kindly agreed to help me out. Getting a faggot to suck my cock, doesn't make me queer. Besides he's good. If you wait till I'm finished, you can try him yourself."
Roy's dick twitched and thickened at the thought of getting his cock taken care of by the golden boy of the team. "I suppose you're right" he agreed "We straight guys get horny, and if some faggot wants to take care of us, why waste the opportunity." He let his towel drop as he walked over towards Japp and David revealing his now throbbing 8-inch erection. His dick was not only long but was very thick as well.
David had struggled to get free of Japp's for a moment, but Japp had told him to carry on and the hypnotic suggestion planted in his mind was very strong so he couldn't ignore the sexual request despite the fact that his mind was in complete uproar at the thought that there was no way that this could be kept from the rest of the team now. The itching in his ass was becoming unbearable and he reached round to rub his ass with his hand. He couldn't relieve the sensation however.
Roy was now impatient to try out David's cocksucking capabilities as Japp was obviously enjoying himself immensely. He tried to pull Japp away saying "Come on Japp, let's have a go."
Japp was having none of it. "Fucking wait your turn, Roy. This is my last chance to use David's cocksucking talents!"
Roy, however, was getting increasingly frustrated at his own lack of action. It was then that he noticed that David appeared to be rubbing his ass. He reached his own conclusions as to what this indicated, conclusions that would have terrified David if he'd voiced them aloud given that they had nothing to do with David trying to relieve an itch.
He moved around behind David and spat on his hand to lube his cock up slightly. Then he swiftly pulled down David's shorts.
“Let me help you out there, David" he said.
David raised his head off of Japp's cock for a second to say, "Thanks Roy, my ass is itching so badly."
"I'm sure I can make the itch go away" sneered Roy, assuming David was just being coy about asking for what he really wanted. He lined his cock up with David's asshole and lunged forward burying his cock in David's tight hole.
To David it felt as if a goal post had been shoved up his ass. He tried to lunge forward but just succeeded in taking Japp's cock deeper into his throat. He screamed in agony but the screams of course were muffled by Japp's cock.
His cock, however, responded differently and exploded with cum as soon as Roy's cock rubbed across his prostate gland. This caused his asshole to clamp down even more tightly onto Roy's cock, causing Roy to groan with pleasure. Roy had never felt anything like this the tightness of David's ass around his cock was overwhelming and when he felt his team-mates ass muscles clamp down on his cock it nearly pushed him over the edge before he'd even got chance to get started.
He managed to hold off, however, and fell into a steady rhythm pulling his cock almost completely out of David's ass before ramming it back burying it to the hilt in the player's hot hole. David's cock, of course, remained rock hard despite the fact that he'd cum. Japp felt his own orgasm start to build as the action of David's mouth on his cock combined with the visual excitement of seeing Roy pounding away at David's asshole started to get to him. His cock twitched and throbbed and he began to shoot cum against the back of David's throat. He pulled his cock from David's mouth as the second and third blasts shot from his dick and splattered across David's face and tongue. His mouth now free, David started grunting and groaning as Roy's cock stretched his ass wider than ever before. He started to plead with Roy to stop and that he didn't want to be fucked like this.
“Shut up moaning, faggot." Roy spat. "You know you love this. You've already cum once and still your cock's up for more."
"No, no," sobbed David, but in his own mind he knew that Roy was not far from the truth. Despite the overwhelming pain of the assault on his ass, every time Roy's cock rubbed against his prostate he felt a flood of pleasure through his body and straight to his dick which would pulse and leak precum in response.
With a loud grunt, Roy Keane lunged forward one more time and felt his balls slap against David's ass as the cum started to pour from his cock. "Fucking tight ass. Tighter than any pussy I've ever fucked."
Feeling Roy Keane's cum shooting into his ass pushed David over the edge for the third time since leaving the training ground. "Making me fucking cum again, you bastard" he cried.
Roy pulled his cock from David's ass and moved round to his face "Clean me off, faggot" he sneered.
David looked at Roy's semi erect cock with cum leaking from the end and mucus, generated by his own asshole to protect itself, glistening across the whole surface. The idea of taking this cock into his mouth made him feel physically sick but the hypnotic programming was too strong and he leant forward and sucked Roy's cock into his mouth, running his tongue across the shaft lapping away until it was glistening with spit instead. Surprisingly, the taste wasn't at all what he was expecting. In fact, it wasn't unpleasant at all. Roy, however, was amazed, as he hadn't expected that David would actually do it.
"Fucking hell, David mate. You and I are gonna be having some fun times together in future." he said as he walked off to get dressed. Japp walked off without a word to leave the players' dressing room for the last time.
David was exhausted, cum splattered across his face and starting to leak out of his asshole. His body was soaked with sweat but his cock remained resolutely erect. He slowly pulled on some clothes, not bothering with a shower. As he left the dressing room his erection started to subside. His asshole felt as though it was gaping wide open, his throat felt sore from the pounding it had received. His mind was in turmoil. He couldn't understand how it had all happened, but he'd come twice during the sex session on top of having wanked himself off before hand. He must be gay. He didn't know what he was going to tell Victoria.
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