Those thick muscly thighs get me every time as I stare down my 60mm micro Nikon lens! Thank god for the excuse of photography otherwise I'd be branded a stalker! Honestly though it's not just for the guys and their muscles that I stand in the rain every Sunday! I do love this game! Hurling has to be seen first hand to really be appreciated. The power and passion in every player on that field is clear to see!
Im no expert on the game not having grown up in this community but I love it! A game described far and wide as a mash-up of lacrosse and hockey. In truth, hurling is a game all on its own! Where 30 men battle it out on a field with what could be mistaken as a broken oar! A hurley! A unique piece of equipment that demands a level of skill and commitment to master, like no other. Handled from the cradle It becomes a part of them and watching it used with such ferocious force and determination yet with grace and talent draws me in even deeper.
Through the lens I can enjoy it in a whole different light. Up close and personal if you will, without them knowing and almost invading their personal space! Zooming in so close that I can see the beads of sweat on their brow and that deep conviction on their faces. It's a fine line between a courageous display of bravery and sheer bloody stupidity! As I hear the unmistakable crack of ash on ash, bone on bone and the drawing of blood! I flinch, closing my eyes momentarily! I open them just in time to snap the most perfect action shot! A body stretched out wide and to its limits, exposing the lower abdomen and that very sexy happy trail of chest hair that I do so adore! He's willing every inch of himself upwards towards that holy grail! Dispossesing his opponent of the sliotar! Snug in his hand now and the game is on! Almost makes that grimace and shot of pain worthwhile! And I love capturing those moments!
I hear the crowd roar in support, willing the players up the field towards the uprights. Bursts of “Come on, lads!” erupt from the sidelines, along with an epithet or two, as the players bump shoulders, jab their sticks at each other and do everything in their power and often outside the rules to make that score and hear that cheer of victory and approval! I'm told there's no other feeling like it! "expect an orgasm of course!"
I don't know what it is about this game but as the sun sets in the distance the romance of it all and a cool evening beeeze sends a little tingle through my whole body! I look down the lens again combing the field looking to capture those perfect moments of victory and celebrations! When I'm stopped in my tracks. One sole player down on one knee, head in his hands. Sending up a prayer of thanks or licking his wounds? I'm not sure but it's the most beautiful and perfect moment and I want to capture it like I'm almost a part of it.
Looking through my lens at him I'm in a trance and that moment seems to last for ages. I've such an urge to hold him, comfort him then suddenly I'm very aware that the crowd has dispersed and I'm exposed to his view! He's now looking back at me and my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Shit" he's seen me photographing him at his most vulnerable moment. His eyes are still fixed on me as he gets to his feet, lifting his helmet and hurley he strides across the pitch to catch up with his team mates and joins in with the celebrations!
With that, he's gone and I head towards the club. There's a buzz in the crowd a sense of pride and honour as they have beaten their local rivals! Chants and cheers and the clink of beer bottles fill the air as a guard of honour forms to welcome the team back into the club. With the clattering of cleats on the concrete I move in closer to get a few more shots. I love the comradery and ego on show as they hug and slap each other on the back! You can almost smell the testosterone in the air and it's definitely turning me on!
My last snap of the evening, a solitary silhouette walking up the tunnel to the changing rooms, perfectly lit with the sun setting behind us, it will look amazing in black and white or sepia I think to myself and as I turn around to make my way to my car I hit what feels like a brick wall! "Oh god I'm sorry" I say as I look up to be met by the most amazing pair of icy blue eyes. A strong pair of arms are now around me holding me up on my feet and stopping me from falling flat on my face! I step back and look at my rescuer and I quickly realise that it's him! I can feel my face burning already and I'm lost for words. He smirks "Oh it's you! My peeping Tom!" He laughs at the look of mortification on my face and I drop my head, raising my camera I splutter something about getting some great shots and I'd be happy to show him if he liked. "Sure! give me your card and I'll give you a call". He's looking at me expectantly as I rummage in my camera bag for one of my cards but bugger it "I'm all out, sorry". I look up to tell him I'll go get one from the car but he's half way up the tunnel and calling over his shoulder to me to meet him in the changing room with it.
I've refilled my camera bag with cards and making my way towards the changing rooms. I've not actually thought of the consequences of what's on the other side of this door and I just walk on in. I'm stopped in my tracks blushing once again as I see him standing there in just a small towel wrapped around his waist! "Shit sorry I'll wait outside" I splutter! But my eyes are scanning over his body and my feet don't seem to be moving towards the door. I can here my inner voice shouting at me "Pick your chin up of the floor woman! You're drooling!" I snap out of my trance and back-up towards the door, my eyes still fixed on him now scanning over his gorgeous body and recognising that same abdomin and happy trail from the earlier action shot on the field! So that was him! Oh god could this get any more embarrassing! He's laughing. "I think that's at least twice that I've made you blush today" he says in a sultry tone. "oh god oh god is he flirting with me?!" I've now stretched out my arm thrusting my card in his direction, turning my head away. I'm like a giddy school girl but I can't help myself!
He steps forward and the towel drops to the floor. "Fuck!" Yes you guessed it my eyes are drawn straight to his cock which is semi hard now and more than impressive! Every fibre in my body is screaming at me as my pussy throbs and I have to squeeze my thighs tight together to stop a moan escaping from my mouth! "Maybe you'd like this shot for your private collection?" He purs in a gravelly, sexy voice as he walks towards me. "Fuck yes please" I think to myself. That would get me through many a lonely winters night with my bunny rabbit! But can I really do this? And do this here in the changing rooms, such a cliché I know! God every inch of me wants this! But have I got the nerve?! Am I really this girl? What if he's just teasing me! What if I'm reading more into this?! Hang on one minute he dropped his towel on purpose! He wants this as much as I do! And before I can even utter a word of compliance he has me pinned against the wall with both hands raised above my head. He pushes my top up over my head restricting my arms then with skill and ease releases the clasp on my bra and pulls it down. He's leaning down and sucking on my nipples. It's divine how his tongue circles the nipple then sucks it into his mouth, his hand on the other breast caressing it at the same time tells me he's done this before! A ladies man no doubt! I wonder how many girls he's dropped that towel for right here in this room! But right now I don't care about that and I just relent! I fold like a deck of cards like putty in his hands and let him devour me!
His mouth is on my neck and his hand has moved down between my legs. Before I know it he's pulling my jeans down and caressing my pussy over my panties. A momentary flash of dread enters my thoughts as I scramble in my head wrecking my brain to remember what underwear I put on this morning and then a calm rushes over me as I remember that they're black silk and lace. More than appropriate for such an encounter and not that he'll even notice or care! From the animalistic vibes he's giving off I may actually be replacing them as he just might rip them right off me! He growls in my ear as he feels that my panties are already damp for him and that seems to have spurred him on even more. He's on his knees now pulling my jeans and panties down to my ankles in one fell swoop and I feel his warm breath on my skin as he spreads my legs and parts my pussy lips, sucking my clit straight into his mouth! My knees give way underneath me and having freed my arms, my hands are now on his head as my hips gyrate in a circular motion totally immersed in this moment of blissful pleasure. A sudden jolt to my body awakens me as he thrusts two fingers inside me and I lean back against the wall to steady myself as my legs are now like jelly. He's relentless in his pursuit to make me cum! His tongue frantically lapping at my juices as they escape and run down my thighs! "mmmmmmmm you dirty girl! So wet n juicy" he mumbles as he kisses his way back up my body pressing his lips hard against mine and thrusting his tongue inside my mouth and I know he wants me to taste myself on his tongue.
We both are startled when we hear keys rattling up the corridor towards us so we make a quick dash for the shower block. Trying not to trip over I scramble to pull my jeans and knickers back on and he pulls me around the corner out of view of the door. His very thick, hard and very suckable cock is now pressing against me and as he reaches over me to turn on one of the showers as a distraction I drop to my knees! instinctively I begin licking and sucking his tip. I can't help myself! And as I've adopted this recent 'now or never' attitude I keep going! He doesn't stop and places his hands on my head pushing me down on his shaft making me gag on him and as the door opens he calls out to the caretaker that he's coming now! I nearly cough out loud at both the irony of his statement and the thickness of his cock currently filling my mouth and throat! As I hear the caretaker call out that he'll be back in five minutes he picks up the pace of fucking my mouth and shoots his thick creamy load right down the back of my throat! letting out a feral growl. He cums with a force so powerful that I fall backwards onto my ass, straight into a pool of water now gathering on the floor in the showers! So much for a sexy ending to my horny encounter as we both take a fit of giggling! He pulls me to my feet giving him an excuse to grab my ass as it's now wet and he pulls me in close to his chest kissing me hard and passionately and I'm gone again! lost in his embrace and fully aroused anew at the touch of his bare skin.
"We need to get you dried off" he whispers as he makes his way back to his locker and throws on a sweatshirt and some jeans. "mmmm commando" I hear my inner thoughts grown as my mind flashes to all possible future scenarios! "I'll be fine honestly! I've got leather seat heaters, I'll dry in no time!" I need to go I need to get away from him or god only knows what I might do with him tonight! He turns to look at me and he looks a little disappointed which sends a little thrill through me. He puts his arms around me pulling me close again. "You could come back to mine and I'll help you dry off!" I love the idea of that but in reality would I regret it? Would he? God what if he's got a girlfriend or worse, what if he's married!
"I'm staying at my parents house just up the road, they're away on holiday so we'll have the place to ourselves including the hot tub and the prosecco in the fridge!" He has tilted his head and is giving me a suggestive look as he raises his eyebrows and flashes me that cheeky smile! Every ounce of my moral fibre is yelling "no don't do it" at me but my body has betrayed me and is taking over as I feel him press against me tighter still making me moan and he whispers in my ear "go on you know you want to! I promise you won't regret it!"
Something a little different from me! I hope you liked it! Stay tuned for part 2!
Kay xxx
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