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Van Persie wants Aguero's sperm...in his ASS!!!
This story has absolutely no real connection to either Sergio Aguero or Robin van Persie. Any names or suggestions are for your reading and enjoyment only
The final whistle sounded and the football crazy Arsenal fans around the Emirates stadium let out one almighty roar of satisfaction as they emphatically defeated the Premier League upstarts Manchester City. Mikel Arteta was Arsenal's, as well as their bitter rivals Manchester United's hero, as the points gap between the red and blue half of Manchester was now a massive eight points, and the title looked more and more like heading to Old Trafford yet again after the Eastlands club had been on top ever since mid October. The Manchester City supporters cried and looked dejected in the stands, even more so because that accident waiting to happen did, and Mario Balotelli eventually got sent off and would now miss the game against United. All in all, one would argue it had been a succesfull season for Manchester City, but what was now surely looking like a empty trophy cabinet, their supporters were slowly but surely turning their back on a side who in recent weeks had quite literally given the title to Manchester United.
Scenes in the Arsenal dressing room was something to savour, as they had finally beaten the rich Arab fuckers, and in turn helped the club that they believed deserved the title more than them. Robin van Persie was the Gunner's top scorer, in a season that had surprised and exceeded even his expections. He had never been a prolific scorer for North London club, but after the departure of Cesc Fabregas, someone had to step up for them and luckily almost every shot he tried to score with, he did.
Totally different scenes in the Manchester City dressing room with not one player managing to look at Balotelli's still smug face. He ponced around the dressing room like the world owed him something and Sergio Aguero for one, was fucking tired of it. Aguero had such high expections to live up to...he was the son-in-law of the infamous Diego Maradona, and thus was fully expected to deliver the Premier League trophy to keep his mentor happy. But as Aguero found out, it wasn't that easy. Earlier in the season he had been scoring goals for fun. But nerves had intervened unfortunately, and having never been in a title winning position, the pressure had finally got to him, in particulary that match they lost to Swansea City. Aguero had had numerous chances to score, but couldn't convert any of them. Manchester United had now opened up an eight point gap, and while the title was not mathimatically out of Manchester City's reach, it was hard to see United dropping points now...
After the game and the post match interviews, Aguero wanted to get the hell out of the Emirates as soon as possible, because knowing the Arsenal fans, they would want to give him stick about losing. He wanted to ignore the sudden urge he felt to have a piss, but he knew he was never one who could keep in his bladder for long. He made excuses to his teammates and a deflated Roberto Mancini and rushed towards the toilet, feeling like he might unload in the corridor if he waited a second longer. Aguero had just finished shaking the last drops of golden piss from his flaccid 5 inch cock when he heard the door open, and footsteps telling him someone had entered. He flushed the toilet and opened the door, wanting to walk out without being seen by who ever it was, but that plan failed immediately.
"Hey, Sergio! What a game, right?"
Sergio Aguero had no choice but to turn around and look at the smiling face of Robin van Persie. He was standing at the urinal and clearly bust relieving himself but that didn't seem to worry him.
"Yeah, fantastic...listen I gotta go..."
"No dude, come on, wait a second! We haven't talked in such a long time, I really thought we could catch up and chat about you guys losing the title!" Van Persie said with a sly smile playing around his lips.
"Fuck you, Robin," Sergio said before reaching for the door handle, but Van Persie was too quick for him. He swiftly sprinted between Aguero and the door, blocking it off. Aguero didn't quite know what had hit him when Van Persie pushed him against he gray tiled wall...placed his hand behind Aguero's neck and kissed the living crap out of him. Now Aguero had fooled around before in his Atletico Madrid days with their former goalkeeper David de Gea, but with Robin van Persie...fuck he was in a whole other league! Aguero found himself closing his eyes and placing his arms around Van Persie to pull him closer. God knows, he needed this outlet after this afternoon. Van Persie sighed as the emotions of kissing such a beautiful man was running through him like warm knife through butter, as he reached upwards and caressed Aguero's cheek, feeling the Manchester City's man soft skin, running his hands into his hair, feeling the texture, the softness of it, feeling the Argentina striker's willing lips between his own.
Sergio Aguero was clearly not in a state to think logically as this time it was him to pushed Van Persie against the hard wall and really began to attack his lips. He quickly moved towards the Dutch man's neck, attacking it ferociously, tasting the fantastic aroma that was Robin van Persie. With a sudden movement of his arm he reached down and found his target. Van Persie snucked in his breath as he felt Aguero grope and fondle his rock hard 7 inch dick through his jeans as the latter man's kisses were becoming more urgent and more passionate. The mood was totally broken when Aguero's cellphone rang, and they were forced to break it off, both staring at eachother, panting and each with total lust filled in their eyes. Sergio quickly answered his phone, it was Mancini, wondering where he was as their team bus was about to depart. He confimed that he was on his way and placed his phone back inside his pocket. He walked over to Robin, carefully caressing the Dutch man's face and whispering in his ear...
"Can you come to Manchester tomorrow?"
Van Persie could only nod his head, his breath not fully returning to normal just yet, looking into the simply beautiful face of the man before him.
"Good matey, then we'll finish this. Take care until then...big boy."
Sergio Aguero left the toilet, leaving Robin van Persie holding onto the basin to prevent him from losing his balance. He was rock hard, and knew that he would have to take care of it before going outside, or he would NEVER live it down. Quickly he ran into one of the compartments, locked it, and completely unfastened his trousers. He lifted up his shirt to look over at his flat stomach and the thickening trail of hair that ran down from his navel and into the white waistband of his Calvin Klein briefs. His right hand wandered across his fit, ripped chest, feeling the smooth skin, before closing his eyes, seeing the image of Sergio Aguero infront of him. His hands met the mound of hard flesh and he squeezed it firmly and lovingly. He gripped the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down over his fit, muscular tanned legs and finally kicked them off. His stiff, angry looking 7 inch dick was revealed to the four walls of that small cubicle, and it was looking mighty proud. Van Persie drove a finger against his piss slit, feeling the pre cum welling up from deep inside his cum filled balls. He got a nice firm grip on his dick and started to toss himself off, firmly soaking the insides of his hand with his pre juice.
"Oh fucking hell, Sergio...ohhh fuck...yeah..." he whispered, the fit Man City fucker's face and built body firmly in his mind's eye as he ran his palm over and over his sensitive cock head, tearing the foreskin as far as it could possibely go, until the unsheathed cock was reaching for the ceiling. Van Persie then really began pumping his penis, he started rubbing it faster and more vigorously. He released his red dick, spitting into his hand and rubbing the lovely white wetness over the head of his dick, making it more silky, more wet, more juicy, more fucking good! That grin Sergio Aguero always wore went straight to Van Persie's dick, who was panting by now, as he could feel the now familiar tingling in his balls thinking about the sexy Argentine. He closed his eyes yet again, and set a new pace, each stroke starting at the best of his cock and pulling it firmly up the shaft steady and more precise. He wanted to cum, and he wanted it BAD!!! He let out a small groan each time as his palm passed over the sensitive spot on the underside, just at the top of his dick head.
Then his orgasm hit in full swing, taking him a bit by surprise. He gasped, while his head was shot backwards, as three streams of powerful, footballer cum shot upwards past his still jerking hand, onto the bathroom wall and he had to dodge very quickly to prevent the potent sperm from decorating his clothes. He opened his eyes, Aguero's image now gone, but still knowing that he was the reason he had cummed so fucking hard. His mouth made a big "O" movement as his hand gently carried on stroking his half hard dick, milking the organ of the last drops of precious cream. He shuddered, thinking about how himself and Sergio was gonna enjoy eachother tomorrow...
After training the next day, Robin got inside his car as quick as he could, and stormed home to his wife and kids, telling them that Arsene Wenger asked, or rather ordered that Robin accompany him to one or another event in Manchester as he was Arsenal's captain and she had no reason not to believe him. He kissed his wife goodbye, much rather wanting Sergio Aguero's lips underneath his than this skank bitch he had to call his wife. He got into his car and smiled as he drove off....
Sergio was relaxing in his back yard, laying peacefully beside his swimming pool, watching the water glide over the surface. His mobile then rang beside him, to which he picked up and saw it was Robin van Persie.
"Im opening up, sexy," he said before getting up and sprinting towards the entry gate. He saw Robin's car parked infront and pushed the emergancy button to let his sexy ass inside. Robin got out and ran up to Sergio, and the two star footballers enveloped eachother in a massive bear hug, with Robin lovingly caressing his hand over Sergio's back, with the latter laying his head in the crook of Robin's neck. The two stood there for only a minute or so, before Sergio released him, looking around nervously.
"Come on mate, back in the pool. Let's go!" he whispered before taking off, with Robin in close persuit. Once they reached the pool, Sergio once more turned this attention to Robin, and he reached out his hand, running his fingers through Robin's gelled black hair.
"Always wanted to do that," Sergio said before he took the hems of Robin's shirt and gently started to lift up his shirt. Van Persie's pecks were peeking out and wanted to be shown off so fucking bad! Robin's shirt came completely off, as Sergio stared at the beauty infront of him. He leaned down towards the pool, and scooped up a little of the water. He then reached up towards Robin's chest and allowed the cold water to drip onto the latter's chest, wetting the ripped muscles, making Robin breathe in and out deeply, his cock getting harder by the second. Sergio then leaned down and kissed Robin's collarbone and travelled his tongue down towards that same ripped chest that was still wet, kissing his way down inch by inch. Van Persie groaned by the sensations that he didn't know the name of. He too ran his hand through Aguero's hair as the Manchester City man kissed each and every one of his six pecks on the fantastic stomach.
"Fuck Aguero, you're so fucking hot!! Every time you score, I wanna grab you and fuck your sexy ass right there on the pitch..." Van Persie moaned, which was like heaven to the man giving him all these pleasures. Aguero slowly pulled away and glanced his eyes towards Robin's hard cock underneath those trousers. Licking his lips, Aguero moved his hands to pull off both those trousers and Robin's Calvin Klein boxers, leaving his 7 incher dangling dangerously unattended in the air. The feeling of the slight wind and sunshine on his cock made it jump ever so slightly, before Sergio wrapped his strong hand around it, giving it a full stroke, watching the cock head as it appeared and dissapared beneath that thick foreskin. And Van Persie had to do another double take when Sergio Aguero leaned in and placed his mouth directly over his cock.
"OHHHHH MY GOSSHHHH!!!" Robin groaned inwardly as Sergio began working his cock, very slowly, getting the maximum suction from the Argentine's lips. It was like the latter had a steel hard metal device in his mouth, so hard that was the prick that belonged to Robin van Persie. Rubbing his hands all over the latter's sexy and well defined body, all whilst licking and sucking that near perfect cock, there was no way that anyone and especially a horny footballer could withstand this torture. Aguero, sencing this, only sucked harder at the steel pole that was so proudly sticking out from Van Persie's body, tasting the delicious, saulty pre cum that was positively pouring from the stiff organ. Sergio stuck his tongue right into the wide piss slit and forced it open while wanting all of that sperm was hiding in those balls. Suddenly that same piss slit opened up like a fucking volcano and shot its rich, white protein into Sergio's mouth. Sergio swallowed as quickly as he could, while Van Persie kept on moaning and holding onto Sergio's hair as his entire body convulged into the latter's mouth.
Aguero dove onto Van Persie's cock with the latter holding his head in place, and didn't stop up until he had eaten and gobbled up every piece of slimy goodness that Van Persie had to offer. He dove underneath the Dutch man's balls and licked, slobbered over at the golden orbs that had just given him this tasty thick sperm. Robin dragged Aguero upwards to him and kiss the living daylight out of him, even surprising the Argentine. Their hands was grabbing and caressing every inch of the other's body, just simply anywhere that they could reach, before Robin released Aguero's lips, and exhaustedly buried his face in Aguero's neck.
"I want you to fuck me, Sergio...I wanna feel that hard Argentina cock inside me...fuck you're legs are so big and thick...fuck they are like fucking tree trunks...fuck me, fuck me now!!"
Sergio Aguero's cock doubled in hardness at the sound of THAT, and quickly grabbed Robin's hand and led him inside the house, to the bedroom to be more specfically. He through himself onto the bed and Robin came to a sudden standstill. Aguero laying on his back, on the bed, with his 8 inch cock at red alert standing straight upwards and waiting for his ass. Robin tore off his shoes and the remaining of his further clothing, caressing his own abs before laying his sexy body onto the bed, joining Sergio. Once more, just like with his own cock yesterday, he spat into his hand and wrapping it around Aguero's cock, wetting the huge cock head, right down the thick organ, right down to the base, where he moved his hand upwards yet again, wetting the entire dick, getting it nice and slick. He then got onto his hind legs and tried to position himself so that his ass was perfectly aligned with Sergio's cock.
As he pushed himself down Aguero's thick, beefy dick, he groaned in sheer fucking pleasure as the cock entered him. Sergio held his arms around Robin, feeling the ridges of his friend's six pack abs underneath his touch. He started to pump his cock slowly in and out of Robin's arse faster and faster, his big, plump balls slapping time and again against Robin's hard, tight, muscled globes.
"Fuck me, Sergio! Fuck me with that hard, big cock! Fuck me HARDER!" Robin shouted, not fucking caring who the hell heard him.
On screaming this, Robin found his once again hard cock wrapped in the hands of Aguero, the cock head once more emerging from the tight foreskin, feeling like a bitter hot cobra in his hands. Sergio also leaned up and kissed Van Persie's neck as he fucked him, his cock feeling bigger and more wet with pre cum and Van Persie's bum juice. Sergio Aguero leaned back as Robin van Persie moved his arms around, and pumped his thich dick with all the energy that his ass muscles had, before the latter yelped with pleasure as he felt the hot, warm volcano of hot lava that was Aguero's cum which was spurting and covering his insides full of thick, Latino footballer juice. Robin was heaving, his chest feeling like it might rip out of his body, as for the second time, his cock also erupted its protein on Sergio Aguero's body. He exhaustedly fell on top of Aguero's body, breathing hard, both their bodies drenched with sweat.
Sergio Aguero ran his fingers through Robin van Persie's hair, feeling the gel that had come lose with the utter sweat they had gone through. They both seeled the afternoon with a passionate kiss, the pain of the previous day all gone for the Manchester City man...for now!
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