SOCCER18

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Graphic sex follows.

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The contents are purely fiction and all characters are figments of my imagination.
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There were only a handful of games left in the season. I was still on the fringe of the first team, but was trying harder in training and getting closer to starting, or so I felt.

I had got over my mindset about the groupies. In fact the whole incentive scheme started to look like a pretty good idea. It was a breakthrough to make a distinction between having sex—like with Ailse or the prostitute back in Denmark—and making love, as I had with Beate. The first didn’t mean there was not attraction and affection, but it was different from the deeper feelings. But there were still grey areas: where did my experience with Zarah fit in the scheme of things?

I played off the bench in the second-to-last game of the season. As was becoming usual Frank and I, along with Jaro, hit the downtown bars after the game. We found the girls at the third place we hit: Gerda as usual presiding, and sitting with her were her auburn workmate Johanna, the blonde pixie Ulka who Frank had slept with, the mid-eastern looking Minna who had gone off with Peter the last time, and the peroxide Nixie who had given me a blowjob, and the pretty but plain Chris.

I noted Gerda treated Jaro very coolly and wondered what had happened between them when she had taken him home. Jaro also seemed keen to but as far away from her as possible, sitting at the far end of the table.

The topic of conversation was Nixie. She was the only one not drinking alcohol and was looking shyly into her glass of limewater. She’d just had a stud put in her tongue and we all wanted to see. Eventually we coaxed her to show it. Her tongue was inflamed and hadn’t fully healed from the operation, but the silver stud gleamed at its center. My immediate thought was how it would feel having Nixie’s metal tongue-ball swirling around my cock.

I wasn’t the only one. Ribald comments soon circled the table, leaving Nixie embarrassed and the rest of chuckling. Frank went off with Elsa as soon as she showed up and we didn’t see either of them again till the bar closed later that night. But then Frank had started the game, while Jaro and I only played off the bench.

Jaro and I played pool with Chris and Minna, swapping partners each game. Another group took over the table. After four or five beers I needed to relieve myself and wandered off to find the men’s room. Jaro followed.

The bathroom was pretty clean but the urinal was out of order. A guy was washing his hands. Jaro and I both stepped into stalls to pee. I heard the bathroom door squeak and guessed it was the patron leaving.

So I was surprised to feel the presence of someone behind me. I was still pissing a bladderful of beer, but glancing over my shoulder recognized Ulka. She was peering around me and seemed fascinated by the stream of urine draining into the commode. I finished and shook off the last couple of drops and started putting my equipment away.

“No,” Ulka said quietly and closed the stall door. There was no lock on it. I turned to face her. She was short woman, maybe five two, with close cropped dusty brown hair. She had sharp, neat features and pale blue-eyes. There was some slight wrinkling around her eyes, and I guessed she was in her late twenties.

She popped the button on my jeans and knelt pulling them down along with my shorts. My limp dick was inches in front of her face.

“Sit.” I did as I was told, putting down the toilet seat and started when my ass hit the cold plastic.

Ulka held my penis. I noticed she had tiny hands. My meat began to swell with her touch. As it got half-hard Ulka pulled back the foreskin and touched her lips against the tip. Then she started masturbating me till I had a full erection.

“Hmmm,” she sighed and then put the glans into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue. After a few seconds Ulka pulled her head back and released the head of my cock.

One hand was wrapped around the base of my erection, and she placed her other hand almost completely covering my pole. Part of the crown poked out between the ring formed by her thumb and forefinger. She had small hands and they were stretched to wrap around my girth.

After contemplating for a moment the hard penis she was holding both hands, Ulka started masturbating me in earnest. It was a strange sensation having her two hands gripping the whole length of my cock. Her movement was mechanical, pulling the foreskin over the head and stretching it tight. The stroking was slow but very slowly getting more urgent. A thumb pressed into my urethra, another weird feeling.

Within a couple of minutes I could feel a climax distantly brewing. Ulka released the top half of dick and swallowed it, pumping it with the same timing she’d used before. The bottom half was still firmly grasped with one hand, the thumb still pushing against my come tube. Ulka’s tongue was doing something awesome with the corona of my prick, swirling around the sensitive edge.

I felt myself beginning to come. Ulka did too and squashed her thumb more firmly against my urethra preventing me from erupting. I could feel my come spurting into my erection but being dammed by her digit. Two three spurts had nowhere to go. Then she released the pressure and I all the backed-up cream flooded into Ulka’s mouth. It was like climaxing twice in quick succession.

Ulka pulled her mouth away and swallowed twice, smiling up at me. She took my hand and pulled me to my feet. I was still hard, though softening, and she helped me pull up my pants, tucking my shirt in the waistband. Then she open the stall door and walked to a sink to rinse out her mouth.

I followed her out of the stall and washed my hands in the sink next to hers. There was a patron waiting to use the head, and he looked shocked to see Ulka in the men’s room. She smiled sweetly at him and left the bathroom.

Before he could say anything the door of another stall opened. The customer’s shock turned to disbelief when Minna pranced out, wiping her wrist across her mouth, and simply walking out of the room. In the mirror I could see Jaro prostrate on the toilet with his dick out. I dried my hands and went back out to the bar.

* * *

Gerda was chairing the meeting of the girls, and seemed to be quizzing Ulka. I got another bottle of beer and clearly saw Ulka placing two fists in a tower. Nixie was nodding in agreement. When I went back to the table everyone was silent for a moment. Then Gerda challenged me to a game of eight-ball, and beat me three games in a row. She could play some mean pool.

We started playing drinking games and I was pretty sloshed by the time Frank came back with Elsa. We had one more drink for the road and headed home.

As we drove back I asked Frank how he felt about Ulka. Though I didn’t tell what had happened back at the bar, he guessed right away.

“I like sleeping with her. She gives good head, huh?” he posed. I nodded.

“But I like Elsa a lot more… you know? I don’t know the word in English, but in German we say ‘smitten’…” He stared dreamily down the roadway.