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Watching My Mate Play Footie free porn video
I'm watching my mate playing footie. He plays for a Sunday League football
team. I'm on the touchline with his Dad. Mr Shaw is well proud of his
son. Who could blame him? Aiden's the best player in the team. And the
fittest lad by a mile. I have the greatest admiration for him.
"He gets better every game, doesn't he?"
His Dad agrees.
"I'm well proud of him."
"He gets better looking as well."
I didn't mean to say it out loud. I'm proper embarrassed. His Dad gives me
a funny look.
"What did you say?"
"I mean...he...he's proper good-looking, the bastard. That's why all the
birds fancy him."
I've gone bright red. Can feel my face burning. This is making it worse.
"I'm not a bum boy. When I said he gets better looking I didn't mean like I
fancy him or nothing like that. I don't fancy your son, Mr Shaw. Had loadsa
birds, me. Loads."
Then his Dad, he puts his hand on my shoulder.
"You're right though. He is good looking, my son, isn't he?"
"What? Yeah. I mean...the bastard. No, sorry, I didn't mean that...I like
him. He's my mate. I..."
Then, my mate's Dad, he starts stroking his hand up and down my back.
"You got good taste, lad."
"What?"
What the fuck's going on? What's he doing? My mate's Dad? What the fuck's
he doing? This is a bit weird. No, it's a lot weird, my mate's Dad touching
me like this. I move away from him.
"I'm not queer. I told you."
He laughs and pulls me back, puts his arm round me, says he's only having a
laugh. I feel stupid now. But then his hand moves down to my back
again. He's stroking my back up and down again.
"Yeah, all right, Mr Shaw. Don't overdo it."
He carries on stroking my back up and down.
"Mr Shaw, come on, a joke's a joke."
He smiles at me.
He says to me, "I don't think you were just having a laugh, were you?"
"What?"
"When you said my son gets better looking."
"Course I was. Just messing about."
"You meant it, didn't you?"
"No. Did I fuck."
Really I should tell him to take his hand off me. But no, I don't coz it
feels nice. Then my mate's Dad, he slides his hand down to my arse, grabs a
feel of my arse through my trackie bottoms. Oh fuck, now this is getting
proper weird.
My mate's Dad, he says, "I've seen the way you been looking at my son."
"Don't know what you're on about."
"You fancy him like fuck, don't you?"
Course I do but there's no way I can say it to my mate's Dad. There's no
way I can admit to fancying his son.
"I don't fucking fancy your son. I can have you up for libel for saying
that."
"Slander."
"What?"
"Slander not libel."
"Whatever. That's sick, that is. He's my mate."
"It's ok. I'm cool with it."
His hand is still on my bum.
"Cool with what? What the fuck you going on about?"
"You know what I'm going on about."
And he starts stroking my arse. I panic a bit. There are other people on
the touchline. My mate's Dad can see that I'm a bit worried.
"Relax. Nobody's looking at us. They're watching the game."
He carries on stroking my bum through my trackies. I shouldn't be letting
him do this to me. It's wrong but it feels so nice.
Then my mate's Dad, he says, "What do you think of me then?"
"What?"
"You heard."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't act all innocent. You know what I mean."
"Don't know what you're going on about. I'm trying to watch this game."
He's having a right good feel of my arse.
"That wasn't a foul! Should have gone to Specsavers that ref!"
My mate's Dad doesn't wanna let it drop.
"You've not answered me."
"Shut up."
"I might be 20 years older than you but I've still got it. What do you
think?
My head's spinning. I don't know what to think. I'm confused. Then my
mate's Dad, he goes and slides his hand round to the front and he has a
feel of my cock, gives it a nice little squeeze through my trackies.
"Oooh!"
Shit, couldn't help that. Hope nobody heard me.
This is proper weird, my mate's Dad's touching me up through my
trackies. He's got to be queer. He wouldn't be doing this if he wasn't
queer. He can feel that I'm nearly stiff coz I always get a bit of a boner
watching his son play footie. My mate's Dad, he has a good feel of my dick,
which is now rock hard and tenting my trackies big time.
"Is this what my son does to you? Gets your cock stiff, does he?"
There's no point in denying it now. My mate's Dad's squeezing my stretched
trackies round the proof.
"Yeah, ok, he does. Your son, he gets my cock stiff. There, I've said it. I
fancy him. I fancy your son. What you gonna do now then? Knock me out?"
I prepare myself for a good beating. I'm breathing heavy. My mate's Dad, he
takes his hand off my cock.
"You dirty little bent bastard! Does my son know how you feel about him?"
"Dunno. Don't think so. No, does he fuck."
"Wanna do this to him, do you?"
And he grabs my dick through my trackies again, squeezes it.
"Yeah I fucking do. Got a problem with that?"
Then I see for myself that he doesn't have a problem with it coz his jeans
are proper tented. My mate's Dad has got a big fucking boner in his
jeans. He puts his hand back on my shoulder and he tells me to meet him in
the toilets in the pub across the field in five minutes. I can't believe
this is happening. He goes to the pub just across the road. I almost cum in
my trackies. I'm standing there all boned up in my trackies. I'd completely
forgotten where I was for a few moments. Forgot I was on the touchline
watching my mate playing footie. There are other people on the touchline,
watching the game. Shit. I get a bit self conscious, cover my boned up
trackies with my hands. But there's no need to. Nobody's noticed; they're
too busy watching the footie game.
I wait for a few minutes then I make my way to the pub. I go in the toilets
and join my mate's Dad in the cubicle.
"You took your fucking time."
He locks the door. My mate's Dad, he's standing there with his jeans and
his underpants around his ankles. His shirt's open and his big stiff cock's
spewing out loadsa pre-cum. I can't take my eyes off his big cock.
This is so wrong. This shouldn't be happening. He's my mate's Dad for
fuck's sake. Oh fuck it. I can do what I like.
"Now that's what I call a cock, Mr Shaw."
"Like it, do you?"
"Yeah, it's well big."
I just stand there staring at it.
"Fuck me, lad. Have you never seen a stiff cock before then?"
"Yeah but it's not every day a lad gets to see his mate's Dad's cock."
"It's not every day a man gets to show his cock to his son's mate."
"It's a great cock, Mr Shaw."
"I bet you say that to all your mates' Dads."
"In my dreams."
I can't help thinking about my mate Aiden. He's on the field playing footie
while I'm here in the toilets with his Dad. I pull my trackies down to my
ankles and I take my top off, show Mr Shaw everything I have. He's well
pleased and I feel well horny showing off my young naked body to my mate's
Dad, showing off my hard cock. It isn't as big as his but I'm not small. No
way. It's just that Mr Shaw is so big.
My mate's Dad, he pins me up against the cubicle wall. I never done nothing
in a public toilet before. This is well horny. He takes his shirt
off. We're both naked and his body covers mine. He's well hairy and I'm
completely smooth all over, even shave my balls, my balls and the root of
my dick, all smooth, and it's dead sensitive and it feels well nice with Mr
Shaw's pubes brushing against the root of my dick.
"That's a big man's cock you got, Mr Shaw."
"That's a lovely boy dick, you got."
Yeah, he's well into us fit boys.
My mate's Dad, he puts his hands on my slim waist and he kisses my
mouth. We hold each other tight and I feel well naughty letting my mate's
Dad do this to me. And I feel well naughty with my hands on his big hairy
arse and I move my hips back and to and I grind my hot dripping dick
against his dick. My smooth teenage dick and his big hairy cock. His hands
are all over my body. He says my skin feels well smooth, says it feels
better than a woman's.
"Feels better than Mrs Shaw's skin, does it?"
"No contest, lad."
"What about my arse?"
He has a good feel of it, grabs it with both hands, one hand on each cheek.
"Well? Sexier than your wife's arse, is it?"
"Mmm. Yeah. Hundred times sexier. Hers is well saggy. Yours is well tight
and firm and smooth."
His hands go all over me. I feel well sexy with his big hands going all
over my hard, smooth tight teenage body. His hands are well big and he's
having a real good feel of my naked body. I feel well naughty letting my
mate's Dad do this to me. It's so wrong.
"Does Aiden know you're into boys, Mr Shaw?"
"No. And he must never find out."
"Don't worry. Mum's the word."
"You mean Dad."
"Yeah."
Mr Shaw, I can smell his sweat. It's well nice and now it's on my
body. Later when I'm with my mate, he'll be able to smell his Dad on
me. That makes me feel well dirty. I wrap my arms around Mr Shaw's hairy
body and his smell is all over me. He can't get enough of my teenage
body. He licks down to my nipples, licks my nipples and sucks `em. Gets `em
well stiff with his tongue.
"Makes a change from sucking your wife's tits, eh, Mr Shaw?"
"This is much nicer."
"Can make it even better for you if you want."
"What you got in mind?"
I pull myself away from him.
"You ever fucked a teenage boy before?"
His eyes light up.
"No, but something tells me I'm gonna get to do it."
I face the wall, spread my hands on the wall and push my bare arse out.
"You like my arse, Mr Shaw?"
"Oh yeah. It's a great arse."
He says all boys my age have great arses but mine is especially nice.
He puts his hands on my arse, squeezes both cheeks of my arse. He spreads
`em open. Mr Shaw, my mate's Dad, he runs his fingers over my tight little
bumhole. I push my bum out even more when he does that coz it feels so
good.
Then he pushes me down on to the wet floor. There isn't much room in the
cubicle and the floor is wet with piss. Mr Shaw says I'm a naughty boy for
getting a boner watching his son playing footie and he says he's gonna fuck
the arse off me. Next thing he's on top of me and, my mate's Dad, I feel
his big slick cock slip into my arse.
Not only am I being fucked by an older man, I'm being fucked by my mate's
Dad. How wrong is this? He holds on to my slim waist and jams his cock
right up inside me. He fucks me good and hard in the pub toilets and every
time he pulls out of me, he bangs his arse on the cubicle door then he
slams back inside me.
"Oooh...fuck, fuck me, Mr Shaw! Fuck me!"
"That's for getting a boner over my son, you naughty lad!"
"Oh yeah. Fuck me hard, Mr Shaw!"
He shags my tight boy arse. He screws me real hard in the bogs and the
harder he slams with his huge prick the more I push back coz I want every
inch of his cock inside me. He drives into me harder and harder and I feel
him deeper and deeper up my arse.
I can feel his hairy chest against my back, his hot breath on my neck as he
nobs me good and hard up the bum, his balls slapping against my
bumcheeks. He grabs my cock and tosses me off as he shags me, one hand
squeezing and rubbing my dick, the other hand stroking my chest. I can't
take much more. He's tossing my cock in rhythm to his arse-fucking and I
can feel my cum surging up my cock. I'm getting closer and closer.
"I'm gonna cum, Mr Shaw! I'm gonna cum!"
My mate's Dad, he unloads his big hairy bollocks up my bum and he wanks my
dick till I splash my spunk all over the toilet floor. Mr Shaw, he pulls
out of me and gets up. I'm still on my knees and I turn to face him and I
look up at him.
"If I get a boner over your son again, Mr Shaw, I think you should teach
me a lesson and fuck me again."
He says he'll think about it. Then we both get dressed.
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