FALLING IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER: HOW HE GOT ME WET(1)

John was a tall handsome young man between the ages of 25-30.
A broad chested athlete with visible albs even while on a polo. I was dragged to the stadium by a friend. I had nothing in common with soccer. I despised how noisy soccer fans are.

While others where busy watching them train, my eyes where on his well carved side beards, and his huge arms. I just knew I can't let him go without having a taste of him. I needed that energy in him.

All of a sudden, he got injured. He was rough tackled by one is team mates playing against him. I was pissed. I felt like squeezing blood out of his opponents skin.

"What rubbish!
Why would he kick him like that?
Does he wanna kill him?" I roared.

Just when the referee stopped the play, I rushed to check on him. While the medical personnel where treating him, I was busy rubbing his albs. Noticing that, he smiled and winked at me.

"Wow did he just winked at me? I guess he's crushing on me as well", I thought.

Immediately, my pant were dripping wet. I was soaked. I had to squeeze my legs while sitting on the stands to watch him play. I kept staring at his balls.

"I can't wait to fuck him" I thought. I imagined grabbing his ass and not letting him pull put his dick while d
fucking me. I knew he's just the dick I needed.

Pi pi piriririr... The referee ended the training session on the coach's signal. I rushed down to congratulate him for his awesome performance.

To be continued...