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Now that the U.S. Open is history for Andy Roddick, he planned on a much-needed break. A-Rod had been on the tennis circuit seemingly forever this year, and his friend, Kyle, set him up in a condominium resort in sunny Scottsdale, Arizona, to get some R&R. ‘Blitzed, Hammered, Humiliated and Dominated’ were the words the press was using to describe his last performance at the Open, a straight set loss to Pete Sampras. In other words he ‘choked’ in the biggest match of his career. All those things would happen again to him here in Arizona. When Andy arrived at his room, there was a 12-pack of Andy’s favorite brew, Foster’s, a six-pack of Coors longnecks, and a note from Kyle. It read, “Hey Rods, you thought what I did for you in Chicago was hot, wait till you feel the heat here in the desert.” Andy did not pay any attention to the wound up piece of rubber hose, placed near the beer. He did think it strange however that Kyle had called him ‘Rods’. That is the name that, in the past, only Lleyton Hewitt had called him. Andy just chuckled and remembered how Kyle had ‘set’ him up in Chicago. It was the first time he had ever been fucked by a guy, and he had not been the same since. He wondered what Kyle had in store for him here in the Valley of the Sun. Roddick didn’t have to wait long. There was a knock on the door and when he opened it, there were three of the hottest dudes Roddick had ever laid eyes on. It was in fact Matt Mantei, David Dellucci and Luis Gonzalez, three of the Arizona Diamondbacks premier hotties. Roddick had seen these guys many times on ESPN. Aside from being overwhelmed by the thought of these three hunks having their way with him, Roddick was unbelievably horny. He just turned 20 at the Open, and had not had sex of any kind in almost three weeks. Andy was still in his traveling clothes, which were similar to what he wears on the court. Dellucci first removed his own shirt, revealing his magnificent chest and massive arms; then slid Andy’s blue shirt off. As Mantei stripped down to nothing, he also pulled Andy’s red tennis shorts down, sliding them down over his waist and rubbing up against his already hardening cock. Gonzo went into Roddick’s travel bag and got Andy’s white visor, his trademark on the court, and asked Andy to put it on. As Andy placed the visor on his head, this terrific trio surrounded him, and began to massage his body all over. Andy could only moan. These baseball studs had access to every spot on Roddick’s 6’2,” 185 pound frame, and Andy was soon soaked all over from the licking, drooling, nibbling and chewing. Even though all three of these hunks were hot, Andy could not take his eyes off of Dellucci. He looked to be made of steel, all perfectly toned muscle, and the most amazing butt he had ever seen on a guy. Andy was getting a bit weak in the knees; the three hot hunks seemed to be everywhere as they laid the ‘tennis toy’ down on the king-size bed. This would not be all one-sided. These three baseball boys knew that Roddick was in great shape, extremely flexible, and one hot commodity to deal with. This would be a pleasure trip for them, as they had their chance to have their way with Andy Rod’s bod. “Kyle said you were tense and exhausted. He suggested a special spa treatment we do here in the desert. It’s a ‘beer bath cleanser’; I think you’ll like it; besides you’ll get your fill of your favorite brew,” Mantei told Roddick. “Ya think you’d like that Raw-Dick?” Andy just got a smirk on his face, stuck his tongue out, and said “Uh-huh.” Andy was always amused by the nicknames he had acquired over the years. ‘Rod-Dick, Dandy Dick, Dick-Stick, Rod-Cock, Hot-Dick’ were just a few. David then said to Andy, “Rock-Dick, we’re gonna do a bunch of good stuff to ya, but when it turns a bit kinky we’ll always ask you in advance if it is okay, got it?” Andy just looked at Dellucci and shook his head showing his approval. While Dellucci explored Roddick’s mouth with his tongue, Andy’s arms embraced David’s upper body and ran his hands over his strong arms, his muscular back and through David’s soft floppy hair. Andy’s long reach allowed him to feel all the way down to David’s muscle butt and Andy realized that David liked having it played with. David, in turn, enjoyed messing with Roddick’s ‘everywhere spiky hair’. Andy’s tongue was now filling Dellucci mouth and Andy’s long lick stick was able to tickle all the way to the back of Dellucci’s oral cavity. Gonzalez, A/K/A ‘Gonzo’, began to stroke the racket boy’s rod and it got hard quickly. Mantei focused his attention between Roddick’s legs and soon had the boy spread apart. It was then easy for him to insert his forefinger into Andy’s awesome ass. “Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhuuhhhhhhh,” Andy gasped as Matt ran his finger back and forth over his hot spot. Gonzo noticed that Roddick’s cock would twitch every time Mantei rubbed the boy’s prostate. Since turning twenty on August 30th, this stud had not shot a load of his jock jizz, and as Gonzo pumped the kid’s pecker, pre-cum started flowing out of his larger than normal piss slit. Soon his cockhead, shaft and scrotum were drenched with Andy’s own sweet elixir. Gonzo rubbed his close-shaven beard against Andy’s steel-hard stomach and chewed the fuzz along his trail leading from his belly button to the top of his sweet smelling fluff, the only hair on his torso, except for his pits. Gonzo’s beard tickled, but only added to his Andy’s pleasure. Dellucci had taken Andy’s left hand and was having Roddick stroke his own fine Italian sausage. Roddick figured this piece of prime baloney must have been at least 10 inches and super thick. In fact David’s dong is close to 12 inches of hot Italian meat. Dellucci then asked Andy, “Would you like some beer?” As Andy groaned and moaned louder and louder, he nodded yes. Matt reached over and grabbed a few of the cans of cold Foster’s beer. David popped the first one and began swigging it, and then opened Andy’s mouth and spit it into Roddick’s open cavity. It foamed up, but Andy swallowed most of it. After the first can was empty, Dellucci just poured the beer right from the can down Andy’s gullet. Gonzo gave Andy a beer bath by simply filling his mouth with the brew and spitting it all over the boy’s torso. Andy’s stomach sucked in each time the cold brew hit his hot skin. Gonzo soaked Andy’s armpits then went in and licked the boy’s pits causing Andy to blurt out, “Oooooooooaaaaahhhhh, man that’s not fair to do me in the pits.” “We’ll do anything we want, besides you said OK to the beer.” Matt barked as he elevated Roddick’s rump and spit a few mouthfuls of the foamy Foster’s brew all over Roddick’s perfect pink pucker. Mantei then loosened Andy’s asshole with his finger and slid a fresh, cold open Coors longneck into the hot hole. As the beer drained into Roddick’s rump, Andy just gurgled as the rapid intake of alcohol from both ends was giving him a quick buzz. Once Roddick had taken the full 16-ounce beer in his butt, Mantei elevated him a little higher. Mantei’s tongue then licked Andy’s ass, in particular around his perfect hole and Andy was going crazy with the feel of Mantei’s mouth on his ass. “You still thirsty Andy? Want to sip a few more suds?” Again, Andy nodded to let his hunk boyfriends know it was okay. As the brew warmed up in his rectum and was assimilated into his system, Matt slid the rubber hose into the boys butt canal, and gave the other end to David. David blew into the hose. When Matt heard the sound of air bubbles inside Roddick’s rectum, he signaled David, who then sucked back on it till he created a siphon effect. He shoved the hose into Andy’s mouth. The fine mixture of brew and ass juice slowly filled Roddick’s mouth. Andy sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, and in about five minutes Andy had drained his ass dry. Mantei lowered Roddick’s body back down, he shoved his finger and thumb back into his now easy asshole. Mantei began to pinch the boy’s prostate. Each pinch caused his hips to buck up, his cock to twitch, and he gave out grunts of pleasure. “Mmmmmmt,” Andy murmured each time Matt worked over his prostate. By now Andy was so fuckin’ high, he hardly felt Matt shove his entire hand into his widespread rear. Andy’s sphincter muscle tightened around Matt’s wrist and Mantei could not believe how strong Roddick’s rectum muscle was. Roddick grunted from the pressure but continued to emit his pleasure groans and moans. He was still able to beat and stroke David’s marvelous meat. Matt spit some beer on his arm to lube it good and then gently shoved his entire forearm into the boy’s butt hole. Andy took it all, and Mantei flexed his arm again and again until Andy just relaxed and his hole was wide open. “I think this boy toy is ready for Popeye” Matt said. “You ready Andy for Gonzo to serve the next game?” It didn’t matter by this point in time what Andy said. He was going to get what they had for him. Gonzo, whose forearm made Matt’s look small, moved around into a position so as Matt removed his arm, Gonzo just shoved his huge arm in. “AAAAaaahhhhhhhh…OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh,” Roddick groaned as he was now spread wider than ever before. “We could probably put a fuzzy tennis ball in that opening,” Gonzo laughed. Gonzo then pushed the boy toward the edge of the bed. He kept his left arm inside the hot hole, wiggling and flexing it every now and then, but also grabbed the base of Roddick’s 10-inch cock and rhythmically began to squeeze it. Finally using his vice grip, he held the base of Andy’s shaft to try to make sure he would not shoot any of his super semen. Mantei took the upper half on ‘Roddick’s Rod’ and also began to work it. The now throbbing cock would probably shoot soon, so as soon as Andy’s head was dangling off the bed, David stood up and dangled his cock over Andy’s open mouth. Dellucci’s dick was still rock hard from having dandy Andy massage it. David inserted the mushroom head into Andy’s mouth and worked it to the back of his throat. Andy gagged once, then twice, but on the third push, his throat opened up and Andy took all 12 inches of this prime Italian hot sausage deep inside him. Gonzo took his arm out of Roddick’s butt and stuck his own 10 inches of Cuban cock into Andy. Matt grabbed Andy’s right arm and brought over his body and wrapped it around his own 10 inch Mantei meat. Roddick knew what he was supposed to do and in no time, Mantei was dripping with his own pre-cum. Andy’s left hand and arm were still free. He made sure to wrap it around David’s narrow waist and plant it right on the best butt possible, besides his of course. “His nut sac is about ready to explode,” Gonzo said. Gonzo fucked Roddick’s rear, and Andy’s lower torso would buck up with each inward thrust that Gonzo gave him. As Dellucci would drive his cock deep down Roddick’s throat, Andy’s chest would heave upward and finally, when Matt began to invade Andy’s piss slit with his tongue, it was time for everyone to shoot their wad. A hot stream of ‘Dellucci dream juice’ filled Andy’s innards, Roddick’s rectum was the recipient of a hot load of ‘Gonzo goo’ and “Mantei milk’ flowed all over the boy’s face, chest and stomach. Roddick’s own sweet semen shot up into the air and the three guys each sucked him off taking their fair share of the jock boy’s jizz. Andy was exhausted and just rolled over onto his stomach. They did not want to give Andy’s ass a rest. Matt whispered in Roddick’s ear, “Got that empty feeling now I’ll bet. We can cure you of that OK? Man, you have more tennis rackets here than Gonzo has bats. Let’s see how this one fits.” Mantei grabbed one of Roddick’s tennis rackets. It was the only one that had a ribbed and bumpy texture all up and down the entire length of the handle. Mantei shoved the entire length of the handle into his ass one rib at a time. “Aah, uuhh, uhhh, uuhh, aahh, uuhh, aaahhh, oohhh...”Andy let out groans of pure pleasure, as each ribbed section passed his sphincter and rubbed his sensitive hot spot; he was now used to having his ass filled with anything. Mantei said he had enough; besides he wanted to spend some time with Gonzo. David said he would stay with Andy. David said good bye to his buddies and then went back to the bed, slowly eased the racket handle out of Andy’s ass, wiggling it all the way, just so Andy would grunt, groan and moan for him. David rolled the stud back onto his back. He mounted the boy and got up close to his ear. Andy let out a loud moan of pleasure as he felt Dellucci’s body make contact with his. Dellucci whispered, “That was a good warm-up. Now I have a few singles matches to play with you. I think that three ‘sets’ will be fine. “It’s OK if it takes five.” Roddick responded. “Oooohhhh, Dave, it feels so good having you on top of me.” Andy then reached for David’s huge dick, which was sandwiched between them and resting on Andy’s abs. “Stroke that sucker. Aaahhhhhhhh, Andy, you’ve got the best touch and stroke. But now I’m going to serve this deep in your court.” David placed his 12 inches of prime prick at Andy’s anal opening. He shoved forward and instantly he was in. Andy’s sphincter sucked the mushroom head right in and in one gentle thrust all 12 inches were inside the Roddick rectum. “Aaaawwwwwwwww,” Andy moaned, “That was definitely and ace.” Each time David plunged his huge thick cock deep inside Roddick’s rump, Andy would let loose with the loudest moans of pleasure. The more David fucked him, the more he purred and the deep guttural sounds from deep inside his hot body turned David on. “Andy, I can’t believe you have only been fucked a few times in your life. You gotta be the best bottom I ever had the pleasure to do. You are so hot. Next time we get together, I’ll show you a few tricks I learned when I was a bottom boy. Besides, by that time you’ll probably be a ‘terrific top’ and we can take turns with each other.” Over the next few hours David fucked Andy from the top, the left and right side and even with the flexible kid almost upside down. Andy wanted David to screw him in the shower, so David obliged and then put the young stud to bed and again fucked him and rocked him till he fell into a deep sleep. Andy's back was a mess from the non-stop screwing. David left fully satisfied and knowing in his mind that he would fuck this dude again, hopefully in the near future. Shortly after David left, the groggy Andy could feel his legs being spread apart. Drowsily, he said, “You gonna do me again?” As the cock entered Andy’s ass, and the body leaned forward, “Again? I just got here, Mate.” Andy brought his legs and arms up and wrapped the body of his Aussie lover, Lleyton Hewitt. “I must have been dreaming,” Andy mumbled. “It better have been me in those dreams. I'm glad to see you are still wearing the white band on your wrist. It will keep me in your mind when you are over in France playing for the Davis Cup,” Hewitt said as he kissed Andy’s ear and began pounding his ass. “I know you are headed over to Europe for some action. I’ll be looking for a sign from you that you miss me.” Andy grimaced due to the pain running through his back; then just grinned, thought about David, and said, “Who else would I be dreaming about?” Andy then figured he cut his flyaway hair while he was in Europe and figured Hewitt would take that as his sign, even though he planned to do it anyway.