[CONSERVATIVE PYJAMA]
The football team was staying in the hotel that night. They would have a big game in that city tomorrow. They were not allowed to galivant, so that they could collect their energy for tomorrow's game.
Mourin was zipping up his white onesie sleeping pajama. He had a hard time fitting in it because his muscles were getting big from all the weight training that he was receiving eversince he got into a professional team.
Ortiz got out of the bathroom from a shower. His roommate who was wearing only black briefs sat on the box table and looked at him quizzically. "Mourin, what the hell are you wearing?"
"A pyjama," Mourin replied sarcastically.
"What are you? A five year old?" Ortiz teased.
Mourin rolled his eyeballs, "you know I came from an orthrodox Christian family. We're very conservative. We believe that the body is--"
"--The body is a temple and yada yada yada... Yeah we had his talk when I first met you when you got in the team," Ortiz cut him, "tsk. It's too bad you couldn't join the photoshoot for the sexy footballer calendar. You definitely have the body for it."
Mourin shook his head, "nah. I'm happy keeping my body covered. Thanks.
The room door opened and a silhoutte of a muscular man wearing briefs appeared. It was Madson, the third team member who also shared that room.
"You walked out looking like that?" Mourin questioned as the door was closed.
"Yeah, the coach called me to his room. It's a dead time so I didn't bother to put on clothes," Madson replied, "and we all know that coach doesn't want to wait."
Ortiz walked to Madson and kissed him, "shit. You're so fucking sexy, coming out into the open, strutting sexy in your sexy briefs."
Madson kissed his boyfriend back, and started doughing the latter's ass. "Yeah. Later let's go out into the balcony in our briefs. Let's take pictures."
Ortiz grinded his bulge on his lover, "yeah. Let's do that."
Mourin covered his eyes, "guys. Can you not fornicate in front of me? I don't judge you, but you know our religion forbids us from seeing other people-- moreso gay people having intercourse."
But the two male lovers continued their making out. They moved to the bed-- the only bed in the room-- and removed their briefs. They started sucking each other's cock in a sixty-nine position.
Mourin peeped and felt horny watching his friends. He may be restrained but his body still responds to sexual stimulus.
"And-- and coach said, we have to save our energy," Mourin sermoned.
Madson moved out of the sucking position and pounced on Mourin, "you know what, you're goody goody nature is pissing me off. I know you're capable of sexing and we're gonna show you."
"No!" Mourin retorted.
Ortiz followed suit and started pulling his pyjamas, "yeah. Remove this wrecked thing!"
The onesie got torn. His body was exposed.
Madson started sucking on his left pec.
Ortiz knelt and started sucking on his cock.
"No please... Please stop..." Mourin complained, "PLEASE!"
Mourin suddenly felt a gush of pressure in his groin. Then he felt something squirt from his penis.
Mourin almost passed out and screamed, "what was that?!"
Madson laughed, "ohhh it's chirstian baby Mourin's first cum. So cute!"
Ortiz stood up, "and now I'm gonna give you your first man on man cum swap."
Ortiz kissed him. He tasted his own cum.
Mourin was too tired and overwhelmed to complain. Besides, it felt good. His cock was still erect.
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