Sunday, June 9, 2019

Soccer balls (revisited)

Since more than half of our readers discovered this blog less than five years ago I thought it would be nice to re-introduce some older stories for those who didn't catch them when they were first published. Enjoy!

Previous parts:
Phone call from Europe
Another phone call from Europe
Yet another phone call from Europe
Jimmy's training
Frank's training

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: DannyKevLeoSimon, and the twins (click for pictures)

Finally the day had come: Today soccer pros Jimmy and Frank were coming to our studio to compete against each other in a fierce ball kicking battle. Jimmy and Frank are both professional soccer players in a club in England. Jimmy is the twins’ brother and originally the idea had been for him to show us his ball kicking skills. Then Jimmy’s German team mate Frank had asked to join in for a competition: They each would get a kick at our models’ nuts. Whoever kicks the hardest would be the winner. And our models would get to punish the loser…

I have seen the videos for both their training sessions with the junior players of their teams. And I seriously did’t know who’ll be the winner…

Leo, our slender and willowy skater boy was the first to arrive at the studio. Shortly afterwards the rest of the gang arrived: Danny, the strawberry blond actor; Kev, the cocky jock boy; and Simon, our shy, geeky, bespectacled cutie – who was far from shy when you got to know him better…

Will and Michael, our beautiful blond gymnast twins arrived last and brought the protagonists with them: Jimmy and Frank were all smiles and seemed to look forward to the ball bashing they were going to give to the boys. They were dressed for the occasion: Both of them wore the official match gear, green soccer shirts with their name and number in white on the backside and the sponsor’s logos on the front, matching soccer shorts, socks, and soccer cleats. Their naked muscular legs were tanned and slightly hairy. They must have created quite an unusual sight when they walked the streets like that…

Jimmy had a large bag in his hand.

“Hi!” he grinned and shook my hand.

“Nice to meet you”, I replied and introduced myself.

I shook Frank’s hand, too. Both had a strong and firm handshake.

“Here”, Jimmy put the back on the ground and opened it. “I have something for you, guys.”

He grabbed some shirts out of the bag and handed one to everybody. Leo, Kev, Simon, Danny and the twins took off their own shirts and changed into the new ones. They weren’t the same ones Frank and Jimmy were wearing, though, these ones were skin tight. I had seen the boys in the training videos wear them. They seemed to be the training shirts.

Kev ran his hand over his abs and flexed his muscles. He grinned at Simon. “Nice, hmm?”

Simon smiled back. “Yeah…”

“So”, Kev addressed Jimmy, “do you have some shorts for us, too?”

Jimmy smirked at him. “No, I’m afraid.”

Kev gulped. “Okay, I thought so…”

“Undress please, so that we can start the game”, I shouted cheerfully.

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