This story is just a fantasy and doesn't have any reflection on the true sexual orientation of any of these footballers.
Stewart Downing was quite a lucky teenager. His dream was always to play professional football and Middlesbrough were giving him that opportunity. He wasn't the only one getting his first premiership experience this year. With so many injuries in their squad so was Chris Riggott. After a normal days training session Stewart was just having his cast removed because he had recently recovered from a broken arm. He was in the treatment room when Chris walked in.
"Hey Stew, how that's arm doing?"
"It's much better now." Said Stewart rotating it around to show it was free and easy.
"At least now you can wank again."
"What?"
"You know. A bit of alone time. Stroking the salami. Come on don't tell me you haven't before."
"No I haven't."
"Well trust me you should find out what you are missing out on."
"I would Chris but that is just too weird."
Chris looked at Stewart and then went over to the door. He turned the lock and then looked back at Stewart.
"Chris what are you doing?"
"You have to be shown the ways of youth. Now until you whip it out and finish it off we are going to stay here locked in this room."
"Oh, come on. I was going out tonight with the lads."
"Which lads?"
"Actually it was just Chris. What?"
"Nothing, nothing. I'm bored while we're here I might as well have a bit of fun." Chris reached down and pushed down his shorts, then he sat on the treatment table. Then he jumped back up again walking around with his dick flapping around. Chris looked inside the treatment cupboard and found some massaging oils. He took one down and squeezed some into his hand returning to the treatment table. He rubbed the oil all over his cock then he reached up and pulled hi shirt over his head. Stewart was completely stunned at the sight in front of him. Chris was rubbing his cock and also rubbing his chest at the same time. He moved across from nipple to nipple and back again while his boner felt so smooth in his oiled palm. Stewart was getting so hot what was going on and his cock started to probe through his shorts. Chris caught a glimpse of this and speeded up. Stewart completely captivated watched as Chris shot some cum into the air and onto his chest. Stewart was dumbstruck as Chris then put his hand on his chest getting some of the cum and licking it off his hand.
"Do you want to try some?"
"No. No thanks Chris." He lied. He was desparate to try some but he didn't want to be too obvious.
"Come on Stew sit here." Chris said patting the space on the table next to him. Chris moved slowly over to the table and then sat down.
"So what do you want to talk about."
"Oh come on Stewart, just take it out and stroke it, it is not weird."
"No"
"Fine." Chris pulled at Stewart's shorts and reached under his boxers pulling out Stewart's boner. The feeling of Chris's soft hands felt great on Stewart's cock which had never been touched be another person before. Chris got straight down to business stroking Stewart's cock as Ant squirmed at the great feeling of Chris rubbing his cock. With each stroke Stewart was being sent to heaven and back with the extra lubrication of the massage oils. Chris quickly became bored of rubbing and moved himself around in front of Stewart cock. He stopped jacking Stewart off and started to blow him. Stewart liked this even more. The feeling of Chris's warm mouth sucking his tenderness sent shivers down Stewart's spine. He was so turned on he exploded nearly straight away. Chris just kept sucking away swallowing each drop of cum. Stewart fell back onto the table arms spread wide in joy.
"So. You still think it was weird."
"If you are gonna keep doing that then yes, yes a thousand times yes."
Chris just chuckled, got to his feet and left the room. Stewart eyes followed Chris out of the room just thinking what a great guys Chris was.
End