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Passion for the World Cup
Explicit Gay Erotic Stories in Italian for Adults
Manuel García
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InDEX
Imprint
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InDEX
Passion for the World Cup
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Acknowledgements
Passion for the World Cup
Chapter 1
With the end of the game, Spain's agonizingly quiet victory over Germany, came the hype and the rush. We were all running like mad from one side of Rober's apartment to the other - yes, yes, yes, the cup is here!
Guys, we need to get in the pool now!" exclaimed Rober, who was hosting the gang of friends today, elatedly.
Rober's pool is almost by itself, as there are only three blocks in their community and each block has only four homes. It's also very well located, at the end of a community garden with lots of trees and various sports facilities, away from the prying eyes of neighbors and away from causing any disturbance. We all ran down the stairs together and got separated at the gate, where some of us went screaming towards the pool, while Miguel (my best friend) and I went down the street to get my car to go to the Chinese store to get drinks.
Two years ago the European Cup and this year the World Cup Final," he told me as we left the community and crossed the street to my car.
See, who would have thought. These bastards are going to give me a heart attack," I commented as we reached the car.
I couldn't quite remember who I had shown the new car to, and now I realized that maybe it hadn't been a good idea to take Miguel with me, since he had just become unemployed and I don't think he would have been very happy to see that I had spent a fortune on a whim.
Yes...I received it last week.... " I said with some trepidation about his reaction.
He kept telling me, and it seemed more with joy than envy.
Yes, an XKR...or a black car, as Sofia likes to say," he said, reassured that he wasn't giving me any bad gestures about my latest purchase.
It's very nice, man," he kept telling me.... I had to stop the conversation about the car quickly, or he would end up asking me how much it had cost me.
Come on, these bastards will be way ahead of us when we get back," I said as I got into the car, not realizing that I had activated the automatic on the soft top (they had put it that way at the dealership) so that as soon as I put the card near the ignition sensor, it would be revealed.
What the fuck is going on! - Miguel said, letting go of the door in fright, "don't fuck you bought a convertible...you're so stylish, man!
I still have to get used to it, I didn't remember that the hood comes off every time I put my leg near the steering wheel...thank goodness it's summer," I justified.
Hey, I'm going to call my brother Javi so he can come with us to the pool to celebrate, and while I'm at it I'm going to check out the car you bought, you know how nerdy he is when it comes to engines," he said getting into the car and taking his cell phone out of his pocket.
Okay, but while I'm pulling towards the Chinese, otherwise we're not leaving.
By the time we arrived at the Chinese store, Miguel had already spoken to Javi, his younger brother, and after a few shouts of elation over the national team's victory, they agreed that we would pick him up at his doorstep upon returning from shopping.
I couldn't wait to see him, because even though I had known him since he was born, it had been a year since I had last seen him and he had certainly changed a lot, since he must have been close to 16 by now, if he wasn't already. I loved him like a brother, since his family and mine were always doing things together, and I considered Miguel and his siblings as my own, since I had the misfortune (or luck) of being an only child.
We arrived at Miguel's door after stocking up on all the cold beer that was left, and some bags of chips and stuff that we grabbed as we approached the counter. Javi wasn't at the door, so Miguel got out of the car to go get him. When they arrived, a couple of minutes later, I froze when I saw him? How he had changed...although he was still very handsome. He had always been a very handsome guy and in his class I knew from my cousin that he played with women's hearts, but he was better than I had imagined. He should be about 5'7", with a slim but trim body, and a face...mouthwatering. He still had boyish features and a blue, adventurous, curious gaze, though he was now sporting a short hairdo that suited him perfectly.
Hey man, we won!" I shouted, getting out of the car to hug him and share his pent-up elation.
Fuck man, I almost couldn't see the end, I was getting hysterical.... Is this car really yours?" he said, radically changing his look and conversation.
Do you like it," I asked.
But it's a fucking XKR, man, how can I not like it," he said as he admired the car, "What engine does it have?
The 5-liter V8 - I confirmed.
What a beautiful car, boy, and what did you do with the other one," he asked, curious about where my Cayenne was.
I have it to go to the country, this does not give....
So Sofia is still with the A5," he continued to ask.
Yes, but for his birthday he will have a surprise....
Which one are you going to buy him?" she asked me with wide eyes, as if she wanted to know the answer before she even asked.
When I go to the dealership to buy it, come with me to see it, okay," I said as I walked forward.
His face was completely lit up.
The short walk to Rober's house was with me trying to make conversational shifts about what we had just seen on TV, namely the game, with Javi talking about cars and Miguel watching us like the referee of a tennis match.
When we arrived, we heard the cries of all our friends at the end of the garden, where the pool was, and we rushed there, as we had missed about twenty minutes of partying along the way.
Champions, champions, oe oe oe! Shouted all the boys who were inside the pool, while the girls were outside immersed in their conversations, which probably involved Casillas and Carbonero. When they saw us arrive with Javi, everyone got up and went to greet him, especially my wife, Sofia, who had had him as a student in her first year as a teacher...that was two years ago.
They started talking to each other and the boys quickly walked over to Miguel and I, who were still dry, to jump into the pool. I only had time to pull my cell phone and wallet out of my pocket, and with the rest I was whisked away, as was Miguel, who hadn't been able to pull out anything but his house keys, as unfortunately both his cell phone and wallet were still in his pockets when he landed on the lighted pool.
Javi joined the revelry and was followed by a few girls, including Sofia, who were slowly throwing themselves into the pool, as if they were afraid of what we might do to them.
Being here in the water, which is where it all started, I think it's time to explain something about me, since for the moment you can guess that I'm just a nameless dickhead. My name is Daniel, I'm 25 years old (although I look five or six years younger...), I'm an economist motherfucker and a financial shark. I graduated at 22 between London and Madrid and started working under my grandfather and mother in the company as soon as I finished. At 23 I married Sofia, who I had been dating since I was 15 and with whom I felt like the happiest man in the world. She had finished her bachelor's degree three years ago and two years ago she was working at the school where we had all studied.
This, for now, is an x-ray of what my perfect life looked like until the post Spain-Germany game bath time. We were a nice young couple, who had a villa with a big plot of land in the same urbanization where all our friends, my parents and my in-laws lived, and everything was harmony and peace. Expensive cars, expensive clothes, expensive restaurants... but despite all that, I didn't consider myself materialistic, if that's possible.
My group of friends includes a little bit of everything, from those who are still studying their degrees with more or less success, to those who, like me, are married (although none of us have children). We're all between the ages of 22 and 28, and we're a pretty tight-knit and healthy bunch. Occasionally, like that day, we would be joined by the brother or sister of one of them, and we would make them part of the group as one of us, regardless of their age.
Unfortunately for me, things started when the twelve o'clock bell rang. The girls had decided to go up to Rober's house to change and leave, which was absurd, since there were locker rooms next to the pool, while the boys were still playing like kids in the pool.
Juan, the oldest of us all, grabbed Miguel by the feet, and between Pedro and Matías they took off his bathing suit (which he had only worn a short time before, after he had gone to take off all his clothes and wet things) while we all laughed. One by one, we all stripped off, until it was Javi's turn, with whom we made no exception.
It was my turn to pull down the "boy's" bathing suit and I was amazed at what I saw between his legs.
Let me go, you bastards, I'm small and I need to grow!" he shouted as my hands took no pity on his swimsuit and pulled him towards me. I kept thinking about how much bigger he could get, since he was already sizable, even when I was in a relaxed state and in a pool with reasonably cold water.
All right, everyone in their balls and that's it," Juan said.
As the pool was lit up, I could see his cock dancing as it moved with the water, giving me a strange sense of curiosity. I had never had anything to do sexually with anyone other than Sofia and this was the first time I had ever looked at anything with this kind of curiosity...and it felt very strange.
Gradually, everyone left the pool, until only Miguel, Javi and I remained. The rest of the group came in with the girls and Miguel went to the pool locker room, after putting his costume back on the stairs, to take a dip. Javi and I were left alone in the pool and he suggested something a little strange.
Why don't you open your legs and I'll go underneath you and blow bubbles," he said, his voice halfway between childish and adult.
Okay," I replied, thinking it was just a game with no bad intentions.
I did and Javi went under my legs, but halfway through he raised a hand that more than obviously grazed my cock. I gasped a little in shock and in a split second Javi emerged right on my back so that his cock was rubbing completely against the crack of my ass.
Let's see who's stronger," he said as I was practically frozen by the situation. I could feel how his member was gaining more and more consistency and sticking more and more to my ass, rubbing my hole from time to time. He grabbed my arms tightly and made me finally say I gave in, fearing his brother might come out of the locker room and think something weird - I beat you. You owe me a favor and I'll tell you what it is..." he whispered in my ear before walking away from me, probably also fearing that his brother would come out sooner than expected.
When Miguel came out of the locker room, he instructed us to get out of the pool immediately and get dressed to leave since we had to "work" tomorrow, which I found curious given his recent job loss.
That night, Wednesday through Thursday, I hardly slept at all. Of course, I didn't say anything to Sofia.
Chapter 2
I woke up with my eyes more tired than usual. It was 7am and I had barely slept a couple of hours. I left Sofia in bed, since she was on vacation, and headed to the bathroom with the intention of taking a refreshing shower. Once I was naked and with the warm water caressing my body, images of Javi in the water came to mind, his rubbing against my ass and his words in my ear...what the fuck was happening to me...he's a fucking baby. As I recalled the events of the previous night, my own cock was getting bigger and bigger, so I decided to stroke myself a little before I finished my shower, sure that a good hand job would take my mind off the nonsense that was going through my head at the moment.
