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Footballers Don't Half Moan!!!
- Thread starter woldslad
- Start date
This was really great. I hope he gets saved by someone and actually finds someone to actually have a relationship with. But what happened yo his brother? Did his dad kill him after he didn't go yo the photo shoot or something? anyway...its a great story so please continue!
nothingtolookat
Bureau of Bad Behavior
please! I need to know what happens next!
giorgiobaby
JUB Addict
I hope you finish more installements soon, really enjoyed it so far.
Finally!
God how long has it been guys? Thank you for your comments and patience
Out!!!
I always find the smell the worst.
There is no dust or owt to hide the smell of cleanliness. The disinfectant takes over everything and the stuff they use to mop the floors really gets on my wick!
The darkness had lead to the wildest dreams. But it was time to come into the light. My strength had come back and I was tired of the blackness.
My hand twitched first.
My feet next.
And then my eyes shot open and I sat up in the bed. I started to panic as my eyes began to adjust and I was attended by several medical staff...
..."Son!?"...
..."Can you hear me, Son!?"...
My Dad's voice set and my body alive and I opened my eyes as if I was being woken up on an early school day. I was tired. Although I could feel goose bumps coming up all over my body, my head and eyes felt heavy and weak.
My tongue came alive in my mouth.
My eyes became clear and I looked at my Dad and the tears rolling down his face and I felt my cheeks come alive as the tears rolled down mine.
I let out a low sigh and made a faint smile at him.
"Is the kettle on?" I said, and my Dad laughed and the cried a little harder.
"What happened to me?" I asked, taking in the cold hospital room walls, and the nurse in the corner. "O right darlin'? How have you been?"
"How are you feeling?" she said with a faint smile.
"Top!" I said. "Now, who would like to tell me what's been going on?"
“Can you remember anything?" she said.
"Maybe a night out or so? But that’s about it!" I said, trying to think but it hurt my head.
"There was a..." the nurse continued but my Dad interrupted with his hand.
"You were attacked son. Some Knob heads outside the club took you out and gave you a good kicking." Dad said, wiping his eyes and face. "But don't worry about that now it’s all being taken care of."
"How long ago was all this?" I asked and noticed Dad look at the Nurse.
"Couple of Months!" Dad said.
"COUPLE OF MONTHS?!" I shouted! "You make it sound like a weekend break at Butlins!"
"Well 2 months and 16 days to be precise!" The Nurse parped up from the corner. "You were due for a lot longer stay!"
The next few weeks were full of tests. I've seen less poking and prodding in 'Gangbang Girls go Global 12.' They were making sure I could walk and talk properly and I had healed well enough to eventually leave. I was put on medication for the headaches and a pain in my chest where I found out had been the breaking of my collar bone.
They had got me bad, I kept asking Dad who it was but he went quiet every time. My legs had been broken and my jaw had been cracked along with a fracture to my skull. I laughed when they told me all what had gone on. It seemed so surreal that I couldn't remember a single thing.
Physiotherapy sessions were a bit intense but I was told how luckily I was to be in good shape at the time and my body had been able to cover well during my com... deep sleep. That word had proved to be difficult between Dad and me.
But Dad was being amazing; Sat at the side of my hospital bed most the time you would have thought that he would have become a bit of a slob and out of shape, not Dad. He confessed to me that he had been preparing for the worst whilst I was out, and the Doctors had told him that the chances of disability were very high and that I might have lost my legs.
So he got friendly with the hospital's physiotherapist, Jane, and she was training him to be able to teach me at home. I'm sure he was or had been at it with her as they flirted with her like mad. When I asked he responded,
"Nah her tits are way to small!" and I knew he was getting his sense of humour back. Things had gotten a bit too serious and morbid.
Dad not only talked Jane into training but she had allowed him to use the gym so he could bulk up just in case he was carrying me around for the rest of my life. He was BIG!
My legs weren't totally out of use but I was soon becoming tired and they ached like mad after a few moments of walking. So the day I left hospital it was on top of a hot set of wheels.
Saying goodbye to all the staff was hard, especially for Dad but man was I ready for home.
Dad had adjusted things around the house so I could get around for the time being.
"And of course this is only a temporary move as you'll be back to full strength in not very long. But one change I think is going to be permanent is upstairs!"
I looked at him and laughed.
"Excuse me!" he said and with one scope I was out of my chair and in his arms as we headed up stairs. We went into the bathroom and in it was the biggest bath I had ever seen!
"Massive for one and big enough for two!" he smiled placing me down in a chair that wasn't in the old bathroom. I laughed at how proud he was of his new toy. " I got it from a company that does big football changing room baths. It's a bit great isn't it?"
"Brilliant!" I said. As he began to fill the beast up!
He ran over the gadgets it came with, all Jacuzzi and vibrating, self heating, etc.
When the bath had fully run he came over and knelt in front of me.
"If I do anything stupid or something unnecessary whilst you're getting over this, just tell me. I’ll never be offended!" Dad said looking into my eyes.
"You're doing amazing!" I said looking right back.
He took off my top.
I took off his.
When we were both naked he lifted me up again in his arms and lowered me in the bath. It was wicked to move around in the water.
Dad went to climb in.
"You know I could properly manage this by myself you know!" I said looking at him and his face dropped and he froze. "But this way is way much more fun, right!" I said laughing and grinning.
"You cheeky twat!" he smiled and sank alongside me.
We relaxed leaning on opposite ends of the tub. And just talked as the Jacuzzi ripped through the water.
"Right it's time for a massage I think!" Dad said sitting up alongside me. " Best whilst the muscles are soft and warm me think."
I Laughed at his new Physio jargon!
As he sat up and the bubbles ran off his wet body I began to really see how much work he had been doing in the gym. His pecs were now proper bloody tits and his abs were in a total league of their own. His arms had become like rugby balls and his legs like tree trunks but his face was still the soft and caring look of my Dad. Just like his hands.
He was working my calves from underneath the water and soon began to make large tingly circles on my thighs. Which had slowly begun to build back tone and definition.
"Thank fuck!" I called out and my Dad jumped.
" What did I do?" Dad said panicked.
I looked down between my legs and smiled.
"What?" he said.
I had popped the boner of my life upon two massive balls.
"I had started to think the old Johnson was out of order!" I said, tingling with excitement.
"You must be having a laugh, son!" My Dad grinned! " The amount of times you sprung a boner in that hospital was insane. I'm sure the night nurses were taking it in turns to have a go on that thing!"
We both laughed.
He came down and kissed my lips, fully.
"It's so good to have you back!" He smiled.
"It's so fucking great to be back!" I smiled and kissed him again. Still lying on my back with my Dad knelt beside me, with his tongue down my throat and his hand around my cock.
I reached up and felt his hard as tits and my balls shot to the base of my cock and I swear I could have filled the bath over again with how much I came.
During the shoots I shouted, "I'm going to get my legs strong so I can ride your cock and feel your tits!"
Dad sat back and watched a few fly over his shoulder and then swooped down to catch the rest in his mouth. He sat up and tilted his head back with a mouthful of cum.
"Gawd I've misshhed that!" He said and then knocked it back.
He finished the massage and sat back in the bath. I had one burning question.
"Dad, How come the football lads haven’t visited? Like Dave and Den?"
My Dad's face went white.
To be continued...
it's great to be back!
God how long has it been guys? Thank you for your comments and patience
Out!!!
I always find the smell the worst.
There is no dust or owt to hide the smell of cleanliness. The disinfectant takes over everything and the stuff they use to mop the floors really gets on my wick!
The darkness had lead to the wildest dreams. But it was time to come into the light. My strength had come back and I was tired of the blackness.
My hand twitched first.
My feet next.
And then my eyes shot open and I sat up in the bed. I started to panic as my eyes began to adjust and I was attended by several medical staff...
..."Son!?"...
..."Can you hear me, Son!?"...
My Dad's voice set and my body alive and I opened my eyes as if I was being woken up on an early school day. I was tired. Although I could feel goose bumps coming up all over my body, my head and eyes felt heavy and weak.
My tongue came alive in my mouth.
My eyes became clear and I looked at my Dad and the tears rolling down his face and I felt my cheeks come alive as the tears rolled down mine.
I let out a low sigh and made a faint smile at him.
"Is the kettle on?" I said, and my Dad laughed and the cried a little harder.
"What happened to me?" I asked, taking in the cold hospital room walls, and the nurse in the corner. "O right darlin'? How have you been?"
"How are you feeling?" she said with a faint smile.
"Top!" I said. "Now, who would like to tell me what's been going on?"
“Can you remember anything?" she said.
"Maybe a night out or so? But that’s about it!" I said, trying to think but it hurt my head.
"There was a..." the nurse continued but my Dad interrupted with his hand.
"You were attacked son. Some Knob heads outside the club took you out and gave you a good kicking." Dad said, wiping his eyes and face. "But don't worry about that now it’s all being taken care of."
"How long ago was all this?" I asked and noticed Dad look at the Nurse.
"Couple of Months!" Dad said.
"COUPLE OF MONTHS?!" I shouted! "You make it sound like a weekend break at Butlins!"
"Well 2 months and 16 days to be precise!" The Nurse parped up from the corner. "You were due for a lot longer stay!"
The next few weeks were full of tests. I've seen less poking and prodding in 'Gangbang Girls go Global 12.' They were making sure I could walk and talk properly and I had healed well enough to eventually leave. I was put on medication for the headaches and a pain in my chest where I found out had been the breaking of my collar bone.
They had got me bad, I kept asking Dad who it was but he went quiet every time. My legs had been broken and my jaw had been cracked along with a fracture to my skull. I laughed when they told me all what had gone on. It seemed so surreal that I couldn't remember a single thing.
Physiotherapy sessions were a bit intense but I was told how luckily I was to be in good shape at the time and my body had been able to cover well during my com... deep sleep. That word had proved to be difficult between Dad and me.
But Dad was being amazing; Sat at the side of my hospital bed most the time you would have thought that he would have become a bit of a slob and out of shape, not Dad. He confessed to me that he had been preparing for the worst whilst I was out, and the Doctors had told him that the chances of disability were very high and that I might have lost my legs.
So he got friendly with the hospital's physiotherapist, Jane, and she was training him to be able to teach me at home. I'm sure he was or had been at it with her as they flirted with her like mad. When I asked he responded,
"Nah her tits are way to small!" and I knew he was getting his sense of humour back. Things had gotten a bit too serious and morbid.
Dad not only talked Jane into training but she had allowed him to use the gym so he could bulk up just in case he was carrying me around for the rest of my life. He was BIG!
My legs weren't totally out of use but I was soon becoming tired and they ached like mad after a few moments of walking. So the day I left hospital it was on top of a hot set of wheels.
Saying goodbye to all the staff was hard, especially for Dad but man was I ready for home.
Dad had adjusted things around the house so I could get around for the time being.
"And of course this is only a temporary move as you'll be back to full strength in not very long. But one change I think is going to be permanent is upstairs!"
I looked at him and laughed.
"Excuse me!" he said and with one scope I was out of my chair and in his arms as we headed up stairs. We went into the bathroom and in it was the biggest bath I had ever seen!
"Massive for one and big enough for two!" he smiled placing me down in a chair that wasn't in the old bathroom. I laughed at how proud he was of his new toy. " I got it from a company that does big football changing room baths. It's a bit great isn't it?"
"Brilliant!" I said. As he began to fill the beast up!
He ran over the gadgets it came with, all Jacuzzi and vibrating, self heating, etc.
When the bath had fully run he came over and knelt in front of me.
"If I do anything stupid or something unnecessary whilst you're getting over this, just tell me. I’ll never be offended!" Dad said looking into my eyes.
"You're doing amazing!" I said looking right back.
He took off my top.
I took off his.
When we were both naked he lifted me up again in his arms and lowered me in the bath. It was wicked to move around in the water.
Dad went to climb in.
"You know I could properly manage this by myself you know!" I said looking at him and his face dropped and he froze. "But this way is way much more fun, right!" I said laughing and grinning.
"You cheeky twat!" he smiled and sank alongside me.
We relaxed leaning on opposite ends of the tub. And just talked as the Jacuzzi ripped through the water.
"Right it's time for a massage I think!" Dad said sitting up alongside me. " Best whilst the muscles are soft and warm me think."
I Laughed at his new Physio jargon!
As he sat up and the bubbles ran off his wet body I began to really see how much work he had been doing in the gym. His pecs were now proper bloody tits and his abs were in a total league of their own. His arms had become like rugby balls and his legs like tree trunks but his face was still the soft and caring look of my Dad. Just like his hands.
He was working my calves from underneath the water and soon began to make large tingly circles on my thighs. Which had slowly begun to build back tone and definition.
"Thank fuck!" I called out and my Dad jumped.
" What did I do?" Dad said panicked.
I looked down between my legs and smiled.
"What?" he said.
I had popped the boner of my life upon two massive balls.
"I had started to think the old Johnson was out of order!" I said, tingling with excitement.
"You must be having a laugh, son!" My Dad grinned! " The amount of times you sprung a boner in that hospital was insane. I'm sure the night nurses were taking it in turns to have a go on that thing!"
We both laughed.
He came down and kissed my lips, fully.
"It's so good to have you back!" He smiled.
"It's so fucking great to be back!" I smiled and kissed him again. Still lying on my back with my Dad knelt beside me, with his tongue down my throat and his hand around my cock.
I reached up and felt his hard as tits and my balls shot to the base of my cock and I swear I could have filled the bath over again with how much I came.
During the shoots I shouted, "I'm going to get my legs strong so I can ride your cock and feel your tits!"
Dad sat back and watched a few fly over his shoulder and then swooped down to catch the rest in his mouth. He sat up and tilted his head back with a mouthful of cum.
"Gawd I've misshhed that!" He said and then knocked it back.
He finished the massage and sat back in the bath. I had one burning question.
"Dad, How come the football lads haven’t visited? Like Dave and Den?"
My Dad's face went white.
To be continued...
it's great to be back!
shea
Bye Dreu, Bye Heath
So great to see you back. Thanks for another great chapter I
was sure hoping it would happen, thanks.
shea
was sure hoping it would happen, thanks.
shea
giorgiobaby
JUB Addict
great to have you back and writing, been waiting on the next chapter. I came late into the series, spent a whole afternoon catching up only to find that it wasn't finished. Good luck with it and look forward to more reading.
hotb0d
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wow finally a new chapter. YAY. I've been waiting for this day for what seems like century. I must really be out of touch with this story....I didn't realize the son and the dad were so intimate toward one another.
*runs back and starts reading chapter 1*
*runs back and starts reading chapter 1*
elvnguardian
JUB Addicts
lol, normally, I can't get into the erotic short story, but I actually really like this one
Good job
Good job
