“What?” I asked. Sex xnxx Marathon Man by JohnnoAllthwaite
Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Cheating, Reluctance
Weatherfield England, Summer 2012, the London Olympics year. She was flabbier than Suzanne with some decent tit on her but she had a nose ring and spiky hair like a dyke. “I was pissed, you still charged me though,” I reminded her. “I’m Johnno Allthwaite,” I said, “And this is Al,” I added, “I always fancied me self as an athlete, keep it up for ages me!”
Al laughed and so I got another round in before we went round the bogs for a smoke. “Nope,” I said, “Fuck the Olympics!”
That should have been that really, they all fucked off to Portugal and that and then suddenly part way through the London Olympics there was a copper busting our door down, “Oi Johnno!” Pc Tony Mulholland who was a mate of mine, yelled. “Jesus christ you’re all drunk!” the bloke exclaimed. “Fucking Olympic team needs you!” he said, “Some dopy twat forgot to take your name off the list and you’re out number three Marathon entry. “Its Portugal,” he said, “Altitude training.”
“Fuck that,” I said, “I ain’t got no passport.”
“But you need to train hard if you’re going to win!” he insisted.
