With my team mates

It was Friday afternoon and Mark was looking forward to a game of amateur rugby

with his buddies. It always made him feel good chasing around the field and he

enjoyed all the physical contact because he didn’t have any sex life to speak of.

And afterwards, in the showers, he could drink in the beauty of all those free

swinging dicks and chunky arses to fuel his fantasies when he got to bed.

The players had only been on the field five minutes when the skies suddenly

darkened and sheets of water started slashing down on them. And then, just as

suddenly as it had started, the rain stopped and the sun came out again.

The guys were all drenched to the skin with their jerseys clinging to their

powerful shoulders and well developed chests and their shorts clinging to

their meaty arses and massive thighs. Mark tried not to look but damn it

was impossible; all around him were nipples showing through wet cloth and

big, bull balls framed by wet shorts and ass cheeks straining against wet,

revealing cloth. As the rugger buggers charged over the field they

churned up more and more mud making it impossibly slippery. The referee

had had enough and signalled that the match was over and left the field.

But the players were far from ready to quit. They were having too much fun

getting muddy and tackling each other to the ground. They started playing

a game that had no rules. The ball seemed an afterthought as they bumped

and ground their way around the pitch. Jeff tackled Mark and he found

himself flat on his back with the beefy blonde stud rubbing his muddy

body all over Mark’s wet and slippery frame. The results were

inevitable; Mark sprung a massive boner.

‘Hey guys!’ Jeff called out ‘Mark’s got a hardon.’

Mark tried to struggle free but it was no use. He was soon surrounded

by a bunch of other guys and Jeff was really rubbing up against Mark’s

hardon now; Mark’s handsome face was flushed beet red and he felt

terribly embarrassed but so incredibly turned on that he could

hardly breathe.

‘Rip his shorts off!’ some suggested.

Once more Mark struggled in vain as his muddy shorts were pulled off

revealing his pale, smooth ass and his eight inch cock straining within

its own skin. A muddy pair of hands closed around it and started jacking

it, causing Mark to respond by thrusting his hips.

‘Shit, looks like he likes that.’ Dave said as he pulled his stubby cock

out the side of his shorts.

He put his hand behind Mark’s head and guided his mouth onto his cock.

Mark pretended to resists, but he was a prisoner to his need; there was

an incredibly fat cock just inches from his face, the first that he had

been offered in over three months, and he simply could not resist.

There was a gasp as he opened wide and let the fat mushroom cap push

past his lips. Mark’s body was soon covered in soft, squishy mud as

men from both teams grabbed, groped and prodded him. He felt a warm

sensation on his balls and temporarily turned his attention away from

the juicy cock he was nursing on to see Fred pissing a massive stream

of steaming piss onto his sensitive nuts. The warm liquid ran into his

crack and past his pucker, making Mark groan out loud before reaching

once more for the beer bottle thick cock that was on offer. Immediately

his nuts were clean Jack gathered up another gloop of squishy mud and

rubbed it into Mark’s balls. And then another jet of piss cleaned him

off again.

Mark writhed around in the mud in total ecstasy. He had become like

some kind of slut mascot, a personal toy for the team of big,

urly fuckers. A sausage thick finger pushed into his ass and made

him yelp. Seconds later Dave spunked out the heaviest load of sex

juice Mark had ever known. It landed on his cheek and nose and an

unknown hand gathered up a string of the pearly white funk and pushed

a finger into Mark’s mouth. Mark went crazy on that finger,

sucking it clean while his own over inflated and overexcited cock

throbbed in some unseen man’s meaty paw. He felt so damn close to

cumming but he wanted this crazy madness to go on forever and ever.

Tom knelt at Mark’s side and fed him a cigar thin seven inch cock that

tasted out of this world delicious. Mark greedily swirled his tongue

around the juicy cockhead and reached out a hand to stroke Tom’s muddy

arse. It was an incredibly smooth, extremely firm and utterly fuckable

mound of man meat. If only they were alone, Mark thought, he would have

found a way to get inside that tunnel of love. He moved his hand now

from that beautiful butt and stroked Tom’s fat nuts with a feathery

touch. The big guy groaned as he let loose a volley of spunk bullets

that shot into the back of Mark’s throat.

Mark just had time to swallow before he saw Sam lower his muddy shorts

and then a shadow fell across Mark’s face as that massive, hairy,

sweaty crack descended onto his face. Sam let out a guttural grunt

as Mark’s hot tongue made contact with his spice hole. Mark went into

sexual overdrive as he inhaled the heady, masculine scent of a

musky, hairy crack while his tongue teased and prodded its way

around the big man’s pucker.

‘Fuckin hell, he’s eating Sam’s ass!’ he heard someone state

the obvious.

The finger in Mark’s arsehole didn’t feel so rough now. In fact

it felt bloody marvellous as it sawed into his sensitive tunnel,

its girth almost as good as a skinny cock. Hands pinched Mark’s

nipples, tugged on his balls, milked his cock and smeared soft,

smooth, slippery mud all over his body. Sam ground his beefy arse

all over Mark’s face as he stroked his beautiful cock with its

pronounced red knob. It felt like he was getting a blowjob from

the inside out and Sam just couldn’t understand that. He had only

sat down on Mark’s face as a joke, to tease him, but hotdamn! he

just couldn’t tear himself away. Sam started stroking like crazy

now as the pleasure he felt inside his bumhole intensified.

His big, furry nuts were drawn up close and he was panting like

crazy when a shudder went through him and he sprayed a load of

his sex slime all over Mark’s stomach.

Gareth lifted Mark’s head and fed him a medium sized cock that was

so horny it took only a minute before he creamed off an amazingly

sweet load of jism into Mark’s mouth. Mark was still licking his

lips when he felt the unmistakable sensation of a guy’s spit wet

asslips closing around his hungry cock. He looked down and saw a

fiery thatch of copper coloured pubes and a pale cock with a

massive overhand of silky foreskin. It was quite the most beautiful

thing Mark had ever seen and he reached down and milked that

massive skin back revealing a very slippery plum coloured

cockknob. The owner of this beautiful cock was slowly working

Mark’s hard cock into his ass and it definitely was a case of

love at first fuck.

Mark didn’t even know the guy’s name - he was on the other team - but

already he was planning dates and a life together. What the other

guys had done was a bit of craziness, but what this guy was doing

with his gentle rocking up and down Mark’s shaft told him that he

had found a fellow gay guy amongst the bunch of rugger buggers that

he stepped onto the field with. As turned on as Mark had been by

all the cocks he had sucked and touched that afternoon, and by all

the hands that had prodded and stroked him, none of them could

compare to the silken furnace that he found himself in. He looked

up into the handsome dudes’s sexy green eyes and he knew that the

stranger was feeling something magical too.

It was the strangest sensation having his first lovefuck witnessed

by twenty eight other guys. What made it even more unusual was that

the guys that hadn’t already jizzed off were now stroking like

crazy, dropping their heavy loads on Mark’s face, neck and belly

and on his lover’s broad back. The smell of mansex hung thick in

the air and added to the excitement and pleasure that Mark felt as

the stranger’s experienced love tunnel worked its magic on his

throbbing cock. His cockhead felt so incredibly sensitive that it

was just one degree away from hurting. The sexy redhead that he

was fucking was close too and Mark watched as he fisted his big,

fleshy cock. One moment his shiny cockhead was revealed, the next

it was hidden; it was an angry purple-red colour now and Mark

could tell it was fixing to blow. He stopped fighting the urge

to surrender himself to the warm, slippery chute he was in.

‘Go on, give it to him!’ Sam growled as he cradled Mark’s head

in his massive hands.

There was nothing to do but obey. A hot blast of manjuice

landed on Mark’s stomach as his lover sighed in ecstasy.

Seconds later Mark’s cock erupted in the stranger’s ass and

he cried out like a wounded animal as relief flooded every

cell of his body. A sudden shower of piss rained down on

the lovers as the rugger buggers emptied their bladders

on the pair. Everyone laughed and then it was time to

hit the showers.