Photo Story #30 (Patreon)

Massive thanks to Jarrett for the inspiration for this week's photo story. You can view the full video here: https://www.tumblr.com/hotmenbooties/747654580750401536/lorre-gabin-french-rugby-player

It was the second half of the match and it looked like the weather would hold. Despite the many clouds, the rain was being kept at bay, which was a relief to Lorre who wasn't a massive fan of getting too muddy.

So far, he'd managed to stay mostly on his feet, and when he emerged after half time, his navy rugby kit was pristine and he looked like he hadn't even played.

The match was a big one - the quarter final of a championship that his team desperately needed to win.

Lorre was their star player, and he knew he needed to up his game during the second half.

Unfortunately for him, the opposing team were fully aware that Lorre was the star player, and they'd spent most of their half-time plotting ways to get him off the pitch.

The issue was that Lorre seemed to be indestructible - no matter how many times he got tackled or thrown to the floor, he always bounced back and carried on with the game.

That's when one of the players had the perfect idea - one that no one would see coming, and one that could be played off as a complete accident.

With the second half in full flow, Lorre was looking for any opportunity to score a try. His team seemed to be slacking more than they had in the first half, and he was quick to yell at them to up their game.

As Lorre was running down the field, shouting for someone to throw him the ball, one of the guys from the opposite team grabbed him by the back of his shirt as soon as the ball landed in his hands.

Lorre tried to shake him off as the guy yanked hard on his shirt, but Lorre was too strong and kept running. The issue was that the grip on his shirt was just as strong, and with a loud rip, Lorre's shirt was torn to shreds and left in the mud as he reached the end of the field and scored another try.

"I need another shirt," Lorre yelled to the coach.

"I've sent for one. Play on for now."

Lorre rolled his eyes, relieved that his toned upper body wasn't something he minded showing off.

As soon as play resumed, the ball landed in Lorre's hands and he bolted for the end of the field, another try in sight.

But as he ran, one of the guys grabbed him from behind. However, it wasn't him they grabbed but his shorts. As Lorre kept his eye on the goal, he felt his shorts and briefs being dragged down to his thighs, before another guy flew out of nowhere and knocked him skidding to the floor.

Lorre was momentarily stunned as the ball bounced away, and he realised that his bare ass was on show whilst he sat on the field on his hands and knees.

But before he could stand back up, the ball landed a couple of feet away. He turned to grab it, but one of the opposite team was there to block him, before another one of them grabbed his shorts and yanked as hard as they could.

Another loud rip echoed around the field, but it was far worse than just his shorts being ripped off. Lorre felt his dick and balls swing free and gasped as he watched the remains of his shorts and briefs being tossed into the mud.

He immediately jumped to his feet, his hands racing to cover his cock as the crowd cheered and laughed.

"Nice butt, Rugby Star," one of the opposite team said as they gave his ass a hard slap.

Lorre's butt jiggled which caused even more laughter. He could see the flashes of thousands of cameras, hear the jeers and taunts of all those people who had just seen him totally exposed.

Lorre blushed even harder when he felt his dick twitch against his hand.

"Oh god! Not now!"