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: Horny Young Footballers - Part 1 It was a Saturday afternoon at Elland Road, home of Leeds United. They had just beaten Everton 2-1 in a crucial league match. The players trooped off the pitch and headed for the showers. The young, blonde-haired Alan Smith approached the even younger, shaven-headed Wayne Rooney. A firm shake of the hands showed the TV cameras that there was no hard feelings between the two, despite a fairly rough match in which both had there names taken by the referee. "Meet me outside our changing room in half an hour", Alan said to Wayne. "I'll be there", the Everton player replied. Alan smiled and patted Wayne on the back. "Good lad". Half an hour later, Alan Smith left the Leeds United changing room. He had had a shower and was now dressed in a black designer suit with a white shirt beneath. All his teammates had left, and he waited outside for the fit, handsome Wayne Rooney, the subject of many of his fantasies. He checked his watch, it was 5.25pm, Wayne was late. He sighed, turned round and headed for the exit. "Hey!" came a voice from the opposite end of the corridor. "You going somewhere?" Alan swung around, and saw Wayne. He too was dressed very smartly. He looked absolutely stunning. "Would you be bothered if I was?" Alan asked. "That depends on what you want me for", Wayne said as the two began to move towards each other. They stopped beside the changing room door. "Get in here and you'll find out", Alan suggested. Wayne smiled and nodded. Alan looked left, then right. Nobody to be seen. As soon as Wayne followed Alan through the door and was inside the changing room, Alan was taking off his jacket. Wayne stood near the door and looked on nervously as Alan began to undo the buttons on his shirt. "Are you just going to stand there like a fucking twat?" Alan commented. "Or are you going to get your kit off?" Wayne decided the latter option was the better; after all he was about to get up close and personal with one of the most handsome men in football. The pair watched each other as they undressed. Wayne cast his eye over Alan's smooth young body. As he looked at the superbly toned muscles, at those delicious red nipples and at the strong, masculine arms that hung at either side, he began to feel his cock grow inside his tight briefs. He continued to stare as Alan removed his belt, while at the same time disposing of his own shirt. Alan pushed down on his trousers until they lay round his ankles. He stood, totally naked apart from a pair of white boxers. Now it was his turn to watch the fabulous Wayne Rooney as he stripped off in front of him. The youngster's body looked very inviting, and the hard young cock behind those briefs even more so. Both men stood there in their underwear, admiring each other. "Get down on that bench", Alan commanded. Wayne obeyed. He lay there on his back with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Alan kneeled down beside him. Wayne turned and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. The cool refreshing smell of his aftershave created a tingling sensation inside his nostrils. He was nervous. It was the closest he had ever been to another man. He was prepared to let Alan take control. Alan wrapped his left arm around Wayne's neck. He pushed Wayne's head towards his. The pair indulged in a passionate kiss, which must have lasted over a minute. Then Alan realised, he wasn't going to loose his bad-boy reputation. He wanted to show Wayne that he was tougher than he looked with is cute, innocent face. He took his lips away from Wayne's. "Right, let's get down to some real business", he said as he got to his feet. He pulled his hard, 10-inch cock from his boxers and waved it in Wayne's face. "You know what to do", he said. In fact, Wayne wasn't entirely certain what to do, but he certainly wasn't going to admit that to Alan.
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