Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2002 20:39:48 -0800 (PST)
From: JP Schoenfeld <rangersgoalie30@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sabres Studs (Part 2 of Playing in the NHL)

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction, not of fact. The players
and teams mentioned are real, but the story does not imply the sexuality of
any of the players mentioned.

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Chris Gratton had just finished with one of the skates that the Buffalo
Sabres run for local charities when his cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Grats. How you doing?"

"I'm good. What's up?" Chris identified the voice on the other end of the
phone immediately at Taylor Pyatt.

"Not much. Just thought I'd see how the skate went today?"

"Great, Tay. You should have been here, I think you'd have had a great
time."

"Yeah, I know, but what are you going to do? I would have been there if I
hadn't pulled a back muscle the other day. Couple of days rest is what I
needed, anyways. You feel like coming over to my place for a bit?"

"Sure, Tay. I can be there in about an hour. See you then."

Gratton had become a mentor to Pyatt in Buffalo when he was traded to the
Sabres from the Islanders. The two players were constantly around each
other, which Chris didn't mind in the least, considering that he was
absolutely infatuated with Pyatt. Gratton had seen Pyatt's youthful body
many times in the dressing room before and after games and practices, and
never got tired of gazing over Taylor's smooth face and chest, and his
round, firm ass. The only problem with Gratton's infatuation was that
Taylor had never shown any inclination towards being gay. Chris ran his
hand through his short, blond hair and decided that this would be the day
that he would introduce Taylor's ass to his hard cock.

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Gratton arrived at Pyatt's apartment and rapped on the door.

"Hey Chris! Come on in, I left the door unlocked for you." Pyatt yelled
from the living room. Gratton showed himself into the apartment and tossed
his Sabres leather jacket onto the coat tree in the hallway. As he walked
into Pyatt's living room, he saw Taylor lying on the couch, covered with a
blanket, watching a hockey game on television.

"So how are you feeling, Tay?"

"Not too bad right now. My back is still a little sore, but nothing that a
little rest won't fix."

Chris saw this as a perfect opportunity to put his plan in motion. He
walked up to the arm of the couch where Taylor was resting his head on a
pillow and stood, observing the hot young stud lying in front of him.

"You know, Tay," Chris said, trying to hide his grin, "I could give you a
good back massage. My mom taught me how to do massages; I think I can make
your back feel a bit better. What do you think?"

"Sure, Chris. Why not? If you can make me feel better, by all means, please
do."

"OK, Tay. Let's go to your bedroom so you can lie down and I'll have a
little easier access than here on your couch."

Taylor tossed the blanket onto the back of the couch and stood up. Gratton
stood beside the couch and stared at the young Sabre stud. Pyatt wore a
Sabres t-shirt and a pair of warm-up pants, and Chris scanned the entire
length of his fit body. Taylor stood nearly as tall as Chris, if not
slightly taller. Having just risen from the couch, Pyatt's dark hair was
mussed slight, which was a look Chris loved. Even more adorable, however,
was the way Taylor's eyes always seemed to shine. Chris was a sucker for a
great set of eyes, and the look of trust and naivety in Taylor's caused a
stirring in Gratton's jeans.

The two players walked down the hallway and into Pyatt's bedroom. Taylor
flopped onto the bed and flipped onto his stomach so Chris could work on
his back. Chris stood back and stared at Taylor's perfect ass literally
staring at him.

"OK, Tay. You got any baby oil here? The massage works much better when
I've got some oil to use."

"Yeah, Grats. Check the bathroom, it should be under the cabinet."

"Thanks. While I go get that, you might as well take off your shirt and get
ready."

Chris strolled into the bathroom and found the oil. He looked at himself in
the mirror and grinned. "Not bad, Grats, your plan is working perfectly."
He chuckled to himself. Gratton walked back into the bedroom and was
awestruck by the vision lying on the bed in front of him. He stared at
Pyatt's perfectly tanned and sculpted upper body, contrasted against the
black of his warm-up pants, and could feel his hard cock straining further
inside his tight pants. As he walked over to the bed, he gazed at the firm
definition of Pyatt's shoulders and back muscles as they tapered down to
his narrow waist.

"OK, Tay," Gratton said as he sat on the edge of the bed, "The oil will be
a little cold to start, but it'll be fine once I've warmed it up." Gratton
squirted a small amount of the oil onto Pyatt's smooth back, and Taylor
jumped slightly from the cold sensations. However, he relaxed once
Gratton's hands started working the oil into his back and shoulders. Chris
roamed the entire length of Pyatt's back, working his fingers deep into his
muscles. He could feel Pyatt's muscles relaxing with each pass. Pyatt even
moaned quietly as Chris worked on his shoulders.

"Man, Chris, you sure know what you're doing. My back feels so much better
right now."

"Don't worry, Tay, I'm just getting started." Chris decided now was the
time to start being bolder with his actions. The next time he ran his
fingers down the length of Pyatt's back, he started to slowly work around
his waist, slowly edging Taylor's warm-up pants down over his firm
ass. Taylor was still oblivious to what Chris was doing, as he was so
relaxed from the great massage that he was getting. Gratton could see that
Pyatt was not objecting to his actions, so he decided to see how far he
could go. In one swift motion moving down his back, he continued until
Pyatt's warm-ups were completely off his tight butt and partly down his
legs.

"What the hell are you doing, Grats?" Taylor said, as he was jolted to
reality from the feeling of Gratton's hands kneading his ass cheeks.

"Just relax, Tay. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. That is, unless you
asked me to." Chris responded, with an evil laugh.

"But...Grats, it feels like you're playing with my ass and not massaging my
back now."

"Yeah, your point?"

"It almost sounds like you really like this, Grats. Are you gay?"

"Yeah. You got a problem with that?" Chris could almost picture his fantasy
drifting away in front of his eyes.

"Well, no, but...but...I've never known anyone that way...I mean, I've
never known anybody gay, especially anyone I've ever played hockey with."

"You have to trust me, Tay. I'm going to make you feel things you've never
felt before. C'mon, you might not be gay, but I'm going to make you see
stars in a little bit."

"I don't think I really want to be a part of whatever it is you're going to
do, Grats."

"Tay, you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. I just want to share
this fantastic experience with you. I mean, after all, we're teammates."

"I think you're going to have to prove to me why I should give myself to
you."

"Um, Tay, I've already given you a fantastic massage, and that's only the
beginning."

"Yeah, Grats, but that's only a massage. I mean, you're talking about my
ass here. I just don't know if this is something I want to do, even if it's
with you."

"Tell you what, Tay, you let me do this, and if you don't like it or want
me to stop, just say the word."

Pyatt seemed to be content with Gratton's response to his
questioning. Walking back over to Taylor's bed, Gratton pulled Pyatt's
pants off of his body, leaving him completely naked on the bed. Chris
stared at the naked Sabre in front of him, and started to remove the
clothing he was wearing as well. Pyatt could only lie and stare at the
blond god stripping in front of him. Yes, he'd seen Gratton's naked body on
many occasions in the locker room before, but never had any reason to pay
any attention. Now as he watched Chris remove his shirt to reveal his
smooth chest, Taylor quietly moaned his approval. Chris wasn't tanned like
he was, and he didn't have the tight chest definition that he did, but
Gratton's body was just good looking. Smooth and flat, Gratton's chest ran
perfectly to his taut stomach. Taylor was starting to get turned on by his
teammate standing in front of him. What surprised Pyatt the most, however,
was Gratton's hard cock. Taylor had never seen a cock quite so big and
thick, and he could only stare in amazement at Gratton's hard 10-inch
monster dick that stood straight out from his blond pubes. Climbing onto
the bed, he sat on the back of Pyatt's legs, resting his stiff dick in
Pyatt's ass crack.

"Just relax, Tay." Gratton said as he resumed his massage of Pyatt's
back. He could feel the tension completely seep out of Pyatt's body, until
relaxation set in again. Gratton's fingers danced across Pyatt's back,
shoulders and neck. When Chris was satisfied that Taylor was relaxed again,
he edged back along his legs so he could work Taylor's ass with his
hands. Gratton licked his lips at how firm and full Pyatt's ass felt in his
grip, knowing that his ass had never been touched by a hard, stiff
cock. Gratton's already stiff cock grew harder at the thought that it would
be his cock that would be the first inside Pyatt's ass.

Sliding back further along Pyatt's legs, Chris leaned forward and started
to gently tongue Taylor's twitching hole. Pyatt moaned in agreement as
Gratton's soft, wet tongue teased his hole. Taylor thought to himself,
"Chris was right about this. This feels fucking amazing." He relaxed as
Chris continued to gently lick his hot, tight hole and massage his firm
legs. Taylor was even starting to feel a stirring in his dick from the
feelings shooting through his body. Chris made sure that he was completely
thorough in warming up Pyatt's tight hole. He had to, otherwise he knew
there would be no way that Taylor would be able to take his monstrous dick
in his asshole.

"Fuck, Chris, that feels good. I love what you're doing to me."

"I'm just getting started, Tay. You haven't felt anything yet."

Chris pried apart Taylor's ass cheeks and squirted a little of the baby oil
on his hole. Gratton gently started to insert one finger to loosen Pyatt's
hole to get him ready to take his hard cock. Pyatt squirmed slightly as he
felt the intrusion into his hole, but he was enjoying the feelings.

"That feels weird, Grats. If that's what your finger feels like, I don't
think I'm going to be able to take your dick. How can you guys do this?"

"It's easy, Tay. You get used to it, and your hole will stretch. I'm just
trying to get you loosened enough that it'll be easier for you. Just relax,
and soon you'll be riding my dick like an expert."

Gratton continued to work his fingers into Pyatt's tight ass until Taylor
was able to take three of Gratton's fingers. Chris took the bottle of baby
oil and squirted a small bit into his hand to lube up his stiff
cock. Leaning forward, he started to slowly push his dick into Taylor's
tight hole.

"Ow! Oh, fuck, Grats. I don't think I can do this, man! Oh, fuck!"

"Just relax, Tay. I'll go slow, but you have to relax. It's going to hurt
for little bit to start, but you'll be fine once I'm completely inside
you."

"Not too fucking likely, Grats, but I trust you." Taylor's voice emitted
complete trust in Gratton; even if it was in something that Pyatt had no
knowledge or experience in. Ever so slowly and gently, Gratton continued to
push more and more of his hard dick into Pyatt's ass until his entire
length was buried inside.

"This just feels so fucking weird, Grats. You're right, it doesn't hurt
now, but it just feels weird."

"I'm only getting started, Tay. Get ready for a wild ride." Gratton began
to slowly pull his cock out of Pyatt's ass, then push the length back deep
inside. More and more, Gratton was increasing the intensity and speed of
his fucking. Chris figured that Pyatt was used to his cock in his ass, and
was actually enjoying it, because Taylor was starting to moan gently into
the pillow.

"Fuck, Grats, you're right. This is starting to feel fucking awesome. Yeah,
man, drive your cock into my ass." Gratton continued to pound Pyatt's ass
with his hard cock while he massaged Taylor's back with his hands.

"Damn, Tay, you've got one fucking hot ass. You have no idea what you're
doing to me with your tight ass. I fucking love this!" Chris whispered into
Taylor's ear as he leaned forward to rub his smooth shoulders. Taylor
responded with a soft moan that told Gratton exactly what he was feeling.

"Oh, fuck, Tay, I'm fucking ready to shoot. Going to cum in your hot
ass. You want that, don't you, babe?"

"Yeah, Grats." Taylor moaned loudly. "Shoot in my ass. I need your load,
fuck, do I need your load. Please, Grats, you've made me feel so good; do
this for me."

Gratton thrust deeply into Pyatt's hole one last time as he leaned forward
and locked hands with Pyatt. Chris groaned as he began to cum deep inside
Taylor. Load after load of creamy white cum shot from Gratton's hard cock
into Pyatt's tight ass. After he finished shooting, Chris pulled his
softening cock from Pyatt's ass and turned Taylor over. Gratton had to
stare at Pyatt's smooth, muscular chest. He had noticed how hot Pyatt had
been in the dressing room before, but he had never had the opportunity to
run his fingers across each of the muscle edges on his chest and
stomach. Chris reveled in how soft Pyatt's skin was to the touch, and
Taylor was starting to writhe in passion from the feeling of Gratton's
fingers across his skin. Chris traced circles around Pyatt's now-hard
nipples, and leaned forward to tease each one with his tongue. Pyatt's
stiff cock was now leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto his stomach,
which Gratton ran his finger through and moved around his smooth stomach
and chest.

Sensing that Pyatt wasn't going to be long before he was going to shoot,
Chris started to slowly suck on Taylor's hard, straining cock. Flicking his
tongue across Taylor's dripping cock head, Pyatt started to moan and writhe
from the sensations shooting through his body. Gratton continued to lick
the sensitive underside of Pyatt's hard dick and took the length of his
hard cock into his mouth. Chris could feel Pyatt's body tense up, as he was
ready to cum. Just as Taylor was ready to shoot his hot load, Chris took
the length of his shaft into his mouth so he could taste Pyatt's
cum. Taylor groaned loudly as each blast hit the back of Gratton's
mouth. After five large blasts, Chris arose from Pyatt's stiff, wet dick.

Chris leaned forward and started to massage Pyatt's shoulders again.

"Fuck, Grats, that was totally amazing. I've never felt anything like it!"

"Yeah, Tay, I figured you would. You've just got such a beautiful ass that
was made for fucking. Too bad that you like women, or I could do this more
often with you!"

"Well, I may still prefer women, I'll let you fuck me anytime. Grats, that
was just fucking amazing."

The two Sabres studs curled up to rest on Pyatt's bed; Taylor nuzzling his
head into Gratton's arm. The two of them both knew that they would be doing
this again very soon, much to each other's delight, and Gratton realized
that his dreams of Pyatt would now turn into a regular reality.

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