Date: Thu, 3 Jan 2013 10:03:14 -0500 From: Gregory Doxtater <gregorydoxtater@outlook.com> Subject: Hot & Horny Habs: Chapter 4 (Revised) ***Please Note: My email address has been changed to gregorydoxtater@outlook.com*** ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. It's not meant to imply that I have personal knowledge of the sexual orientations or personal lives of those mentioned. Feedback: More than welcome at gregorydoxtater@outlook.com Hot & Horny Habs: Chapter 4 (Revised) The Montreal Canadiens were just trounced by the Ottawa Senators by a score of 6-2 at Scotiabank Place. Carey had allowed all 6 goals. He was understandably in a sour mood. The team had completed their post-game media interviews, left the visitor's locker room, and made their way on the team bus. It was no surprise that there wasn't much in the way of talking going on after the way they embarrassed themselves on this night. A couple of hours later, the bus arrived at the Bell Centre. One-by-one, the team stepped off of the bus, grabbed their stuff, and made their way to their vehicles. Carey didn't bother saying a word to anybody before entering his SUV. He turned the ignition, pulled out of the parking lot, and finally made his way to his condo. He had to reassure himself that it was only the preseason and the games really don't mean anything. About 20 minutes later, Carey finally arrived back at his condo. He entered and closed the door behind him. He decided that he wanted to take a shower. Just as he was about to enter the bathroom, his phone started to ring. "Ugh! Fuck! Who the fuck could that be?" he asked himself angrily. Carey looked at the phone. He noticed the display on it was saying that Mike was phoning. He reluctantly answered it. "Hello?" asked Carey. "Hey, it's me, I was just checking to see if you're alright" Mike replied. "Yeah, I'm fine" Carey said. "Alright, so I'll see ya tomorrow then" Mike responded. "Yeah, see ya" Carey replied and hung up the phone. The hot, hunky goaltender entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. When he decided that the water was hot enough, he took off his clothes and entered the shower. As soon as the hot water hit his skin, Carey let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes and concentrated on nothing else. After a few minutes, Carey re-opened his eyes, grabbed the shampoo from the shower caddy, and applied about a quarter-size amount of it to his right palm. He then moved his hands to his head, closed his eyes again, and massaged the shampoo into his hair. As he was massaging the shampoo through his hair, Carey began having dirty, raunchy, nasty thoughts. After he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, Carey turned his attention to cock. The big stud started stroking it. He began to picture that he was hosting an orgy at his condo. The special guests were all the guys who he thought were hot from around the league. First he imagined was Michael Cammalleri getting ready for a gangbang by Mike Fisher, Jason Arnott, Maxim LaPierre, Dion Phaneuf, and Henrik Lundqvist. They gathered around Michael in a half-circle and he began stroking their cocks. Michael was looking around at each guy's cock trying to decide which one to suck first. He licked his pretty lips anticipating the taste of their cocks. Finally, he decided to start with Dion's. Dion's cock was about 7" long and was average in thickness. Underneath his cock, were a pair of low-hanging nuts. Apparently the hulking defenceman liked to shave his nuts. This was exciting to Michael because he's never had sex with a guy who's completely bare in the groin area. Michael began by flicking his wet tongue against the oozing slit at the end of Dion's cock. Then he started licking all around the cock head. After a doing that for a couple of minutes, Michael took half of Dion's shaft into his hot, moist mouth, pulled back, then repeated. Meanwhile, he was stroking the other half of the shaft to the base of Dion's pubic area with his right hand. His left hand began to massage Dion's nuts. Michael placed his hands on Dion's hot ass and squeezed the cheeks. Dion took this as a sign that the horny bottom wanted to get facefucked. He placed his hands on the back of Michael's head and began thrusting his hips slowly. Suddenly, Michael felt something wet hit his rosebud. It was a tongue. He didn't know who's and he didn't care. All he cared about was getting his face fucked and having his ass eaten out by another stud. He sat down on whomever's face it was and let their tongue go to town on him. He began stroking his own cock. Michael felt a couple of cocks slap against his face. They belonged to Mike and Maxim. He wrapped his hands around them and began to stroke them while continuing to get facefucked by Dion and being eaten out. Jason and Henrik were taking turns eating out Michael's hole. After several minutes, Dion could tell that Michael wanted to suck one of the other guys, so he removed his hands from the back of the bottom's head, and switched places with Mike. The hunky Ottawa Senators' centre didn't waste in any time. He grabbed Michael by the back of the head and began to thrust his cock in and out of the hot, wet mouth. While that was going on Carey imagined that he felt another hand wrapped his cock. He looked to his right to see whose hand it belong to. It was hot, young rookie Colin Wilson. The former first-round draft pick of the Nashville Predators. The blonde-hair baby-faced stud got down on his knees and began to suck the hunky goaltender's cock. Carey grabbed Colin by the back of the head, and began to thrust his cock in and out of his hot, moist mouth. Carey sat down after a few minutes while Colin continued to suck his cock. Then the hot goalie reached down, grabbed Colin by the arms, and pulled him into a kiss. They would swap spit and Carey's salty precum for about a minute. Colin broke away from the kiss. "Fuck me" Colin said. Carey lied on his side on the sofa. He pulled Colin to lie down in front of him and wrapped his arms around the big blonde stud. Colin pushed back and let Carey's cock slide in. "Oh fuck" Colin moaned and bit his lower lip. Carey began to thrust his cock in and out of Colin's ass slowly while nibbling on the younger stud's neck. Colin was still tight, but Carey doubt that this was the blonde hunk's first time receiving a cock in the ass. He would be right about that. Colin and his best friend, Chet Pickard, had fooled around since they were in high school. "Mmmm...yeah...that's it...take that cock" Carey moaned. The hot, hung goalie picked up the pace. Every time he would push his cock in, it would go deep enough to brush up against Colin's prostate every time. This drove Colin insane. The blonde stud began to stroke his own cock, which has already been leaking precum. After a few more minutes of deep, hard thrusting, Colin couldn't take it anymore. "Oh fuuuuuuck!" Colin yelled and shot load after load of his hot, thick cum. Carey held Colin's face up, and planted another deep, wet kiss on him. Just a few more thrusts was all Carey needed to fill up Colin. The hunky goaltender shot about 7 thick, creamy loads inside of Colin. He looked over to where Michael was getting gangbanged and could see that Dion, Mike, and Maxim had blown their loads all over the Italian stud's adorable face. Just a couple of seconds later, Jason and Henrik had shot their loads deep inside of Michael's ass. After that, Carey snapped back to reality. "Ooooooh fuck!" Carey yelled. The big, hunky goaltender shot blew about 8 loads on his glass shower door. "Whew, did I ever need that" Carey said to himself. Once he had the energy, he grabbed the shower head, and sprayed it at the door to rinse of his cum. After the cum rinsed off, he put the shower head back to its mound then finished washing himself and turned off the shower. Carey opened the shower door, stepped out, and grabbed his towels. He dried off his hair, then his body, walked into his bedroom and lied down on his bed. He pulled the covers over his naked body, and just a few minutes later, fell asleep.