TITLE : Sunday the Morning After Part 2
AUTHOR : Soccer Tim
PAIRINGS : Nicky Butt, Ryan Giggs & Roy Keane
RATING : NC-17
DISCLAIMER : This story does not represent the persons named in any way or reflect their sexuality. It is a total work of fantasy.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story follows on from the events in A Drunken Night in Manchester.

Part 2

Roy smiled at Nicky as he rubbed his eyes. Roy stooped down to pick up a pair of black pants from the floor. He held them up and smiled. "I think Giggs went without these."

Roy sniggered. "He's got your K.C.'s on, Nick. You reckon Stacey will notice?"

Roy smiled. Nicky sniggered, "He's stolen my pants. They were not cheap."

Roy tossed Giggs' pants at Nicky. "Looks like you won his. Love to see Stacey's face when she finds all those ginger pubes in his pants."

Both guys burst out laughing at the thought. Then Nicky Butt's phone started to ring "Talk of the devil. It's her. That must be she who must be obeyed."

"Roy shut up ok! "

Roy put his hand over his mouth. Nicky answered the phone. "Oh, hi Stace. No, just woke up. Oh, I think he's gone. I heard his car go. Yeah, it went on a bit. OK, OK, yeah. Bye the Stace. Love to the little one. Bye."

Nicky flopped back into the bed. "The lies I tell hay."

Roy smiled. "I'll make some tea or coffee."

"Yeah, coffee mate. One sugar."

Nicky crawled back under the covers and ran his hands over his lean fit body and thought shame Giggs had to run off. What a surprise last night was, with Roy turning out to like a bit of fun and all. And what a stud. He could really shag with that thick cock of his. Mmmm. Nicky was feeling his own cock which began to stiffen up. Mmm. Nicky squeezed his balls and scratched his ginger pubes. Mmm. Hope Roy's randy too, Nicky thought.

Roy returned with two mugs of coffee and put one down by Nicky then moved round to the other side of the bed and slipped back in and sat up. "It's only instant stuff, Nick."

Nicky sipped some. "It's fine. I am so shagged."

Roy sniggered. "Well, you were last night."

"I... yes I was, Roy. And so was Ryan. You're quite a randy little sod on the quiet then, Roy."

Roy turned to face Nicky looking at his fit body. Its freckled complexion and scattering of ginger hairs now on his chest. Roy felt himself getting hard again. He adjusted his shorts to accommodate it. "So how long you and Giggs been fuck buddies then?"

Nicky blushed red at the question. "Oh years, Roy. And since when has Mr Moody Keane been poking both holes?"

Roy smiled. "Got to get all that pent-up aggression off my chest somehow, mate."

Roy rolled onto his side and put a hand on Nick's leg and squeezed it. Nick's cock jerked to full stiffness. "So how did it all start with Giggs then, you and him?"

Nicky drank some more coffee. "Well, we were always mates. We always got on and all, I suppose, when he came to Man U. I was given him to show round as I was an old boy. I've always been here at Man U and all. And it went from there..."

Roy was gently rubbing Nick's leg. "Yeah, but did you fancy him?"

"Don't think so. We just got on like good mates. We hang out with the Nevilles and Becks and all. And we were roomed together so we always had plenty of laughs and all."

Roy smiled. "What, larking about with each other's cock? I often wondered why you two were never in the bar."

Nicky licked his lips. "No, all that started in Turkey. We were stuck in that shitty hotel, remember Roy, that dump?"

Roy scratched his head. "Oh, that prison hole the International Metropolis. What a shit hole! And we were locked in case all those anti-war protests got at us and the fucking plane was cancelled. Fucking nightmare!"

"Yeah, that's the place. We were like stir crazy locked in. Me and Ryan kept joking about Midnight Express, that film in that Turkish prison. And it was so fucking hot too. I remember me and Ryan had this small room too and we lay out on the beds in our shorts. It was so hot and sticky I woke up one night and Ryan was lying on his belly, his hand under him. His ass was moving, grinding his crotch into the bed. I thought, poor randy sod. So I crept off to the loo and all. I must have pulled the chain because when I came in Ryan had woken and said, you're OK?

"I sat on me bed and said, it's too fucking hot to sleep, ain't it?

"Ryan nodded and rolled over putting a hand over his bulging shorts. I had seen him naked thousands of times and all. So we were not embarrassed about each other but we did try and give each other some private space. But we were stuck in that hotel. I watched Ryan adjust his shorts. He was hard. It was sticking up. I was fascinated. It was making the material wet.

"Ryan smiled. It's this hot weather. It's making me randy, mate. Sorry!

"I smiled. We're men, Ryan. We have needs. And stuck in this prison, what's to do Ryan?

"Ryan smiled and rubbed his shorts. I was also getting hard too, which must have been due to the thought of sex.

"There's not even a porno cable channel in this dump, is there Ryan? Hell's popped out and leave you to it, mate.

"He smiled. Forgot to pack some dirty mags. Thought there would be some action.

"I smiled. Yeah. Could do with some action myself.

"I was now stiff too. I pulled my hard cock up in me shorts. I noticed Ryan was looking down at my crotch. I smiled. I guess guys in prison have to make do with wanking.

"Ryan laughed a little. Yeah, I guess when in prison it's every man for himself, Nick. And don't bend over for the soap.

"Hey! We laughed nervously.

"Yeah I could stick it up any one's butt right now. Ryan covered his mouth realising what he had said. Sorry, Nick. Just slipped out.

"I smiled. Yeah, I'll have a hard time in a Turkish prison with my name. And I laughed.

"Ryan's hand was now in his shorts so I slipped mine into mine. My cock was hard. I could see Ryan wanking and looking at me, so I started to wank too in me shorts.

"You soon find out who your best mates are in prison, hey Nick. You won't say anything, will you Nick, Ryan asked.

"No, I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine, I said. As I was now openly wanking, I put me hands on Ryan's knees. They were hard and bony.

"I see no point in these shorts. Ryan, we're good mates.

"I stood up as did Ryan. Our hard-ons were really tenting out. I said, you show me yours, I'll show you mine. We both sniggered.

"OK, I said. I slipped the shorts off. Ryan did the same. His cock was well stiff. Mine was twitching with excitement. I reached out. Need a hand mate, I said as I put my hand on Ryan's cock. Half as a joke half out of curiosity. It was hot and stiff. Ryan gripped mine. I'll help out a mate anytime, Nick. And he started to wank me. He was good. It was not my first feel of another man's cock but Ryan was Ryan and I liked him.

"And then he dropped down onto his knees and started to give me a blowjob. It was hot. Ryan was wanking himself. He was sucking and licking. I was so horny I had not come for days so I could not hold off. I said I was going to come and Ryan just took it all. Fuck, his mouth was hot. I remembered it was so great I almost passed out. I flopped back on the bed and watched Ryan wipe his mouth on the back of his hand. He was still tossing his cock. I took hold of it and put it in my mouth. It tasted so sticky and all with pre-come. I held his cock in my hand and just sucked the end a bit. It was my first time and all but it sent Ryan over the top he spunked his thick goo. I had to swallow. There was pints of come..."

Roy smiled. "So that's how you started."

Roy's hand now gripped Nick's stiff throbbing cock.

On to Part 3