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: A Drunken Night in Manchester - Part 5 So far the night had been a disaster for Giggs and Butt, what with the struggle to get the very drunk and volatile Roy Keane home. But they were now on the home stight. As they got him up to his flat, he was a bit more sober now. And there had been a few surprises for Nicky Butt in the back of Ryan's car with Roy. Ryan had a arm round Roy who was now smiling. "Giggs, you a great mate, aren't you Giggs? You're a grand chap for a Welshman, and you're not a sheep shagger, are you Ryan?" Ryan smiled. "Come on, Nick. Get the door open. You got the key." "Okay, okay, Ryan. I am doing it." Nicky was a bit apprehensive. What would Roy's flat look like? Some wine'os drinking den? The door opened on to a smart clean modern flat, with a pine laminated floor and dark leather sofa arranged around a stainless steel coffee table. "Nice flat, Roy. Yer cool man." Nick was surprised as was Ryan. Roy spread out his arms and gestured to the sofa. "Sit down, lads. Sit down. Welcome to me home boys." Ryan and Nick bit as they were asked. "You'll have a drinks before you go lads, a drink for bringing me home safe hay?" It was like Roy was another man now he was home. He was polite and quite charming. Ryan and Nick were a little puzzled. Roy smiled, "'cos you'll be having tea or the coffee lads?" This really threw Nick and Ryan. "Eeeeeeeer mmmmm, yer coffee is fine," replied Ryan as he looked at Nick. "What the fuck," he mouthed silently as Roy went off to the kitchen. Nicky whispered. "I know it's odd. Fucking odd. And Ryan, he's¡K " Nick looked over his shoulder. "He's queer. He was feeling me up in the car." Ryan looked surprised. "No, he was playing a joke on you, Nick." "No, he was really feeling me up between the legs. And also when I got his keys out, he had a stiff on. I tell you, Ryan, he was hard." Ryan shook his head. "Never. Really, how big then?" Ryon sniggered. Nick was going red with embarrassment. "Ohm, he's all man. Big enough." Roy came in with a tray of coffees and sat down between Nick and Ryan. "Not a drop splashed. Help yourselves to sugar and milk." Roy sat back, his legs apart touching Nicky's and Ryan's legs, his shirt still ripped open revealing his firm smooth chest. "It's nice to have mates home. And you're nice mates. Always help out a team mate hay." Nicky smiled. "It's a nice flat Roy and all." "Thanks guys. You're nice guys, the two of you are." Roy put his hands on each of their knees and squeezed. Both Ryan and Nick felt embarrassed and worried what was going to happen next. "I like you two. You're good guys. Everyone likes you two." Ryan put his coffee mug down. "You're okay too, Roy. You're a member of the team. One of the lads, Roy." Roy's hand was now rubbing Ryan's thigh. Ryan was surprised. What was Roy going to do? "What is it, Roy? What is you want?" Roy moved closer to Ryan. "To be me, Ryan." "What's that?" Ryan looked puzzled. "To be in with you two. To, you know, be part of it. Be able to let it out. You two know how it is for us." Roy's hand had now reached Gigg's crotch and was feeling his balls. So Nick was right. Maybe it was not a wind-up. "Okay, Roy." Ryan said as he felt Roy's hot lips kiss him, pushing his tongue in to Ryan's mouth. This was electric. Roy was French-kissing him, which Ryan responded to as Roy's hand felt his cock getting hard and stiff in his trousers. Nick felt a bit left out so he put a hand on Roy's back, rubbing it, feeling the strong muscles. This was horny seeing Roy snogging Ryan. Roy turned round. "Good. You're such horny guys. I've thought about you two so much." Roy now started kissing Nicky as Ryan put his hand into Roy's open shirt, feeling for the nipples, which were naked and hard. Ryan played with them. "Mmmmmm yer." Roy was very excited. His hand was pulling open Nick's trousers and pushing into his pants, feeling his wiry course ginger pubics and his cock which was getting hard again. He ran his hand up Nick's belly under his shirt. "You're getting hairy now, Nick. I love it, seeing you go hairy." Ryan was now kissing Roy's neck. His hand was feeling Roy's bulging crotch. He pulled at the zipper and slipped in his finger over Roy's silky boxers. It felt his hard cock sticking out of the fly hole. It was a very hard wide cock. It pointed up at Roy's belly, a real banana shape and about 6" long. A good handful. Ryan pushed it down hard and started wanking it, slapping the foreskin back and forth. Roy gasped "Yer do it, do Ryan."
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