NUR DIE SGE

Serbia has talent (Luka/Filip/Mijat/Dejan)

Serbia has talent

Dejan is stressed, Mijat invited him to join him to attend a meeting with Luka Jović, and he learned that Filip will be there too. Jović is an example of a striker for him, so finally meeting him is a good event for him, he will be able to learn a lot of things to do on the pitch. Mijat has a smile on his face that scares him a little, he quickly realized that he had something behind his head. Filip joins them in a restaurant in Frankfurt, Luka is travelling through the city, so he sees his former teammates again, and Dejan finds himself added to this beautiful mix of Serbian. It's peculiar for him, because he doesn't feel like he can fit in properly, even if he feels Jović's gazes on him, there are even too many for him, who isn't much compared to the Real Madrid player. Dejan tries to make himself small and just listen to his elders talk, because he doesn't have such a big career.

Before he understands everything, Dejan finds himself walking with the other three Serbs to Filip's house to continue chatting outside the restaurant. He's completely lost. Totally. Entirely. He finds himself on Filip's giant bed, several hands on his now naked body, his clothes missing before he understands it. Dejan bites his lower lip, he feels like he's an object of lust even though he has always considered himself to be a totally normal person. Mijat brought him here for this , Filip invited them for this , Luka maybe came for this . Mijat disappears from his body to kiss Filip, which leaves him alone with Luka, who is impatiently licking his lips. Luka puts his hand on his cheek, before kissing him, his knee introducing itself between his legs to spread them, Dejan swallows the lump in his throat understanding too much what is going to happen. He shoots a glance at Filip and Mijat, who looked like they were used to meeting in this kind of situation, he still doesn't understand why he ends up here, but he enjoys being able to meet his idol.

Luka smiles mischievously, getting rid of his clothes, before getting some lube out of his bedside table (which makes him think that Jović had already done this several times with his two buddies). Dejan isn't particularly reassured to know that his elder one observed him, and asked his former teammates to organize it to sleep with him. It's amazing, for a kid like him. Luka slides his hands from his neck to his hips, this is the first time he's let someone do this, and he doesn't know if it's a good thing, but he doesn't say anything and waits to see what Luka's going to do, while his ears can hear Filip and Mijat 'having fun' right next to them. It desecrates everything he has ever been able to honor. It's not easy to be the youngest Serbian of the team. Luka has been biting his neck as he's smeared lube on his fingers for some time now. Dejan knows he's going to have a mark on his throat, and that the others will be able to see it in training.

Dejan clings to the sheets as Jović puts a first finger into his body, it's his first time and he didn't think it would happen, especially in these conditions. It's like a burning sensation inside of him, but he starts to get used to it as two more fingers join the first, there is a feeling of friction which bothers him a bit, but it's not that bad, because Luka seems to know how to do it, and that, for a while. Dejan tries not to remain passive like an idiot, so he clings to the shoulders of the Real player, who has just entered in him. It's unpleasant at first, but it gets better with the moments Luka spends in him. He really didn't think that stuff would happen when he just had coffee with his elders. He slides his gaze to the side to see that Filip and Mijat are also done, so that seems to motivate Luka to induce their orgasms. It's a special feeling, but it doesn't hurt, so he doesn't say anything when Jović's lips rest on his. Dejan begins to believe that being Serbian at least has the advantage of being able to give him this contact with them, and he's not going to complain about it...

The End