Date: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 01:01:30 -0500
From: Gregory Doxtater <gregorydoxtater@outlook.com>
Subject: Hot and Horny Habs - Chapter 14

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Hot and Horny Habs - Chapter 14

After having a day off Sunday, the Canadiens returned to practice Monday.
They worked on their main drills, followed by a video session. Their next
game wasn't until Thursday against the New Jersey Devils. They went over a
few things including how to avoid frustration when playing them. Since the
early 90's, the Devils were known as a stingy defensive team that could
make you pay if you get frustrated and make mistakes.

Carey was relieved that practice was over and he could finally go home and
take a nap. He hadn't been sleeping well because of all the sex he'd been
having with his teammates. Carey walked to his SUV and put his things in
the trunk. He jumped when he noticed somebody was standing right behind
him. It was Brian.

"Oh fuck, man, you scared me!" Carey yelled.

"Sorry dude" Brian replied.

"No worries. Anyways, what's up?" Carey asked.

"I think you know the answer to that one" Brian replied with a sly grin.

Carey rolled his eyes.

"I'm just way too tired. I need to get some sleep" Carey said.

"Suit yourself" Brian replied and walked away.

Carey closed the trunk and walked to the driver's door. He opened it and
entered his SUV. He buckled up and turned the ignition. Finally after
several minutes, he was on the highway, and was driving home.

After about 15-20 minutes, Carey arrived at his condo building. He pulled
into his parking spot and turned off the ignition. He opened the driver's
door, and walked into the building.

About 5 minutes later, he finally arrived at his door. He turned the key
into the lock and opened the door. He closed and locked the door behind
him, and made his way into the living room.

Carey sat down on his sofa and turned on the TV. He began flicking through
the channels and suddenly felt his cock getting hard. Carey grabbed his
crotch and decided to put the TV to an on-demand channel.

"Might as well" He muttered.

He browsed through the Gay category. Carey finally found a movie he hadn't
watched before. The information banner said the movie was about a hunky
bartender helping out a patron after having a brutal day. The horny
goaltender decided to order the movie through the TV.

After ordering, Carey took his clothes off. His thick, throbbing cock was
already leaking precum. He reached for some lubricant and applied to his
member.


"Fuck, he's hot" Carey whispered and moaned.

The hot, hung goaltender was referring to the hunky bartender on-screen.
He was tall, blonde, and really muscular.


After about 10 minutes into the movie, the hunky bartender and the patron
began taking off their clothes. Carey's eyes widened when the bartender
pulled out his cock. It was big, thick, and had a pair of big, low-hanging
nuts underneath.

Carey stroked his cock faster. He closed his eyes and began fantasizing
that it was him who was getting fucked good, deep, and hard by the hunky
bartender in the movie.

After about 20 minutes, Carey was just drenched in sweat. He could feel his
nuts tighten up and was about to cum.

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuuck!" He screamed.

Several shots of cum blasted out of Carey's cock. A couple of loads hit his
face and the rest hit his chest and torso.

After a while, Carey calmed down from his orgasm. When he did, he stopped
the movie and turned off the TV. Then the sexy goaltender made his way into
the washroom. He turned on the water for the shower and waited for it to
reach his ideal temperature.


Once it did, he stepped in. The water felt so good on his skin. He ended up
staying in the shower for about 45 minutes.

He stopped the water, grabbed the towels, and began drying himself off.
Once he was finished with that, he made his way into the bedroom. He pulled
the covers and climbed into bed. Once he was in, he pulled the covers over
his naked body. After about 15 minutes, he finally fell asleep.