Michael Ballack is a Manly Man

Michael Ballack is a manly man. He likes the manly sport of football and to barbecue and to play cards with his friends. Michael dresses manly and has a pretty wife and three manly boys. But now Michael isn't so sure he is all that manly. Do manly men kiss other men? He really didn't know anymore. Michael was sure of his manliness until the day he met Torsten Frings. At the time Torsten was a manly man too. He also has a pretty wife and now two daughters. He even dressed manlier than Michael and his hair was a manly kind of short. For a few years Michael struggled with forbidden unmanly thoughts of Torsten under him. Michael Ballack tried many things to get Torsten out of his head, this is how he ended up with three boys.
It took until his year at Bayern when Torsten transferred there. During the first practice Michael and Torsten were manly fooling around- beating each other up, making fun of each other, making fun of the rest of the team. At the end of practice the coach let them have a free skirmish, Michael and Torsten were split up. The team decided to change up the positions, Michael became a forward and Torsten a defender. Micha had received the ball from a long cross and was on a break away with only Torsten to beat. At the last second Michael tripped and fell onto Torsten bringing them both to the ground. Michael didn't dare move, under him was a hot, sweaty, panting Torsten. He groaned when Torsten shifted a little. By now the coach and a few of the players had reached them to see if they were okay. Their response was a simultaneous groan.“Ok boys shake it off! Go to the lockers your done for the day.” the coach said patting Michael on the back.
Michael moved into a kneeling position and gave Torsten a hand. Their eyes met for a brief second and all Michael could see was lust. That day was the first day Michael challenged his manliness. It relieved him that it was hot and urgent and more like manly sex than love making, at least he wasn't turning into a girl.
But something happened that day that changed Michael and Torsten forever. Besides the fact that every spare minute was used to steal a kiss or spend time together, their attitudes and personality started to visibly change. They both had become protective of one another, on and off the pitch. They both assumed the roles as the “parents” on the national squad. They were both becoming less manly. That was what scared Michael the most, it made him want to end everything with Torsten but he found that when he had just the right amount of courage, he couldn't do it. His taste in clothing started to change, he went from plain t-shirt and shorts to Technicolor, patterned, sparkly shit that shouldn't be worn even by the draggiest drag queen.
He noticed a change in Torsten as well- when did he start growing his hair long? Although he can't say he doesn't like it, he does. It helps him cope with sleeping with another man. They're just lucky the relationship hasn't changed their performance on the field, even if they did received a few extra yellow cards on each others behalf. They became secretive and nervous, constantly watching their backs, making sure the media didn't catch them in their unmanly act. Michael Ballack almost couldn't stand it. He became moody and sad every time he was away from Torsten. At first it was just raw, manly sex but now he wanted to sit and talk with Torsten, maybe in front of a fire-naked. Thoughts like these passed through Michael's mind, not the sex but the intimacy. He hated it. He was feeling, when he shouldn't be. He caught himself looking at other guys and couldn't even remember the last time he checked out a woman, including his wife. And through all of this he had to feel sorry for the girl, even though truthfully her feelings don't matter to him. He knows she has seen the changes since she offers to go clothes shopping with him.
He doesn't want her to know, he doesn't want her to know why he lingers in the locker room or how practice really ends at two pm and not four. Most of all he still wants to be considered a manly man to his wife, to his sons, and most of all to Torsten. But what he really wants is just Torsten. It may seem like he has Torsten, he can kiss him, he can hug him, hell he can fuck him but if he truly had Torsten he would be prancing around hand in hand like a twink. He might even be wearing make-up or paint his nails. His might have been a girl. Suddenly a life with Torsten and only Torsten disgusted him. How can one become so unmanly? How could he have let this happen?

Hide-And-Go-Seek

Lukas was stunned; and couldn't move. Well, he could move, but he was in their room. Lukas was supposed to be playing hide-and-go-seek with Bastian and David right now, but the two people in the room were making it difficult. At the moment, Schweini was trying to find him and Odonkor.Lukas prayed he both would and wouldn't find him. He was determined, like when he was in match and wanted to win, but the situation he was in now made him want to give up the winning title. From under the desk he could see two pairs of feet, one with adidas sneakers, the other with socks and sandals. The hotel room was getting smaller in Lukas' opinion since the only part of the room that was being used was the desk he was under and they were standing over. Even though it was his teammates that was causing this dilemma he couldn't help but have another problem arise down below. A pair of swimming shorts fell to the floor. It was only meant to be a game of extreme hide-and-go-seek.Klinsmann had given the team a day off, and as a whole they had decided to lazy around the pool. Bastian approached Lukas and David, who'd been napping on beach chairs, Pulling them by the arm, he'd dragged them to the floor where the team's rooms were and took out three card keys.Lukas looked at the keys and said, "Well you could've asked us if we wanted to play PS2."Bastian smiled and shook his head, "These, my friends, are master card keys! They can get us into any room we want!""How did you get them?" David asked."Charmed them off the cute receptionist." Bastian responded.And that's how Lukas ended up under the desk in Timo and Philipp's room. They weren't supposed to be there, and he wasn't supposed to be witnessing this. Of course he wasn't supposed to be there, either. Regaining his thoughts,'Help.' After a minute Lukas took out his cell phone, thanking god he brought it with him, and put it on silence. He decided to text Schweini., a reply came.'Why?''I'm stuck in Timo & Fips room.' He texted back.'Y don't u just leave?' Schweini's text message said, apparently not getting the hint.'They're doin' stuff.'Over the moans, Lukas could hear Michael's voice booming from the hallway, "Schweinsteiger! What are you doing in our room?"He couldn't hear Schweini's response but he could hear Torsten telling him to return the keys. At that moment, Lukas gave up all hope on Bastian.
They were lying on the grass behind the pool next to each other. They smiled at the warm sun and thanked the pleasant time they had with each other. Philipp's sandals were lying next to him and Timo's shirt was tucked under his head to protect his beautiful hair. Timo turned towards Phillip. The defender seemed to be sleeping so the goalie just took in Phils features. Timo admired everything about the shorter man from the way he played on the pitch to the way he gets excited everytime he eats ice cream. Philipp opened his eyes and caught Timo staring at him."Herr Hildebrand it's impolite to stare," Philipp chuckled,
There were many responses Timo could have said to that but each one was cornier than the rest. He contemplated each response, like a true goalie does, and weighed the pros and cons of each. When he finally decided to respond Philipp had already turned to the sky. Timo's inner child flicked Philipp's ear. Phil swatted it away and reprimanded Timo on being immature. Timo just flicked his ear again. Instead of swatting his hand away Phillip launched himself onto Timo and started to tickle his stomach. Phillip's smug grin was probably what did it for Timo, not the need for release from the awful tickling, not how adorable Phil looked when the sun hit him ever so, but his god damn ridiculously happy grin. Timo pushed Phillip off him and rolled on top of Phil. Even pinned under Timo, Phillip still grinned like he was winning."admit it I won," Timo whispered in Phil's earPhillip's grin only got wider, "Then why are you the one losing control?" And that's just what happened he lost control; every last inch of it went into a rough kiss. Timo had every part of Phillip pinned to the ground and had full control over him. The kiss only grew hotter and rougher until it suddenly stopped. Under all the excitement Timo had lost control over Phillip's hips, which took advantage of this oportunity and grinned, hard against Timo. Panting Phillip whispered, "room," and they ran, faces flushed, and hair tossed to their room. Their teammates might of called out to them to join in their fooling around but they didn't hear, they had their own fooling around to do. The elevator ride up to the fifth floor was excruciating. They didn't dare touch each other in fear they wouldn't be able to stop and when they heard the little ping signaling the arrival it got even harder. Phillip searched through his pockets to find the key to their room. Timo only slightly acknowledged Schweini going into Miro and David's room. And that's how Phillip ended up behind Timo red as can be and how Timo had to resist the urge to kill someone, mainly Schweini and Poldi. Lukas was still under the desk fidgeting with his growing problem. He didn't know how he was going to survive this, maybe hope they didn't last too long. He planned to wait them out. That was a better idea than any help Bastian could've given him., who was probably at the lobby returning the keys, Micha and Torsten at his heels. Out in the hall Torsten had started to push Bastian towards the elevator. Bastian all the while protesting by leaning against Torsten, yelling, or grabbing the wall and various handles."At least let me got to the bathroom!" Schweini protested,"There are bathrooms in the lobby," Micha responded,"Then let me get the other key!""There's more keys?" Torsten and Michael simultaneously frowned,Bastian nodded his head head and pushed Torsten off of him. He hesitated, now which room was Timo and Fips? He went to a random door and opened it."What are you doing?" Torsten asked him,"I'm getting the key," Bastian said like it was obvious,"It's in Kehl and Metzelders room?" Bastian nodded his head in the negative and continued through other rooms."Where is it?" Ballack asked,"Lukas has it," Schweini responded, both Micha and Torsten groaned. "Unbelievable! You're lucky everyone's at the pool," Michael said
With Torsten's eyes on him and Micha leaning against his door, Bastian continued looking for Timo and Phillip's room. He opened a door and a loud squeaked omitted from it. That was the smoothest thing Lukas has ever seen Bastian do, just barge in on his teammates doing it. Lukas could barely even see Bastian from under the desk but he could imagine his eyes wide."Schweinsteiger get out!" Timo yelled,"Sorry just here to get Lukas," Schweini said uncharacteristically shy,
That was his cue, Lukas picked up the shorts and handed them up to whomever. After a few seconds Timo leaned down and became eye level with Lukas."How long have you been down there?" he asked,"ah truthfully the whole time," Lukas said sheepishly. Timo closed his eyes, his face turned a creepy shade of red and it definitely wasn't a blush. Phillip, who was unable to move until now, pulled Timo back up and to the side. They waited but Lukas didn't move."Any day now Podolski!" Torsten said in frustration,
From his new position, hanging half out of the desk, he could see everyone, Schweini's wide eyes, Micha and Phillip's blush, and Torsten's annoyed glare. He couldn't see Timo's face because it was digging into Phillip's shoulder. Lukas stood up and put a hand on each of Timo and Fips arm and apologetically said,"Real sorry I thought you'd be at the pool,"Phillip only smiled, "Just go before Timo kills you,""Right," Lukas responded and turned towards Basti, "You're going to have to wait to return those keys,""And why is that?" Micha asked,"Um, none of your buisness," Lukas said looking down, Bastian followed his action,"Oh ok," Bastian said grabbing Lukas' arm yet again and pulled him to their room.
Phillip pushed Timo off of him and walked to Ballack and Frings, "Nice weather we're having,""Uh yeah," Torsten replied, Timo joined them at the doorway.Calmly he said, "It's a good day for a swim. What are two men doing inside on a day like today?" and he closed the door. He turned to Phillip. Phil put his arms around Timo's neck and nuzzled at his ear. Phillip smiled and whispered,"C'mon lets go for a swim,""Smart ass," Timo retorted and pushed Phillip into the bathroom attacking Phil's neck with bites and kisses.
"Phillip 2, Timo 0," Phil chuckled, "FUCK DAVID GET OUT!"