Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 16:17:40 -0800 (PST)
From: JP Schoenfeld <rangersgoalie30@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Workout (Part 9 of Playing in the OHL)

	This is a work of fiction. The players and teams are real, but the
story does not imply the sexuality of any of the players mentioned. I
appreciate any comments about the story, so e-mail me at
rangersgoalie30@yahoo.com.

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Part Nine: Colt Sport

The note taped to my locker was very short and to the point. "Shone, Weight
room, 7am tomorrow." I didn't recognize the writing on the note, and I knew
it wasn't Erik Reitz or Simon Barg, since they never see morning if they
don't have to. Hey, living with Simon, I've never seen him get up before
8.30, and that's to get to school by 9! I couldn't think of anyone else
that it could be. I knew that the other players were friendly, but I
haven't gotten to the point where I'm doing anything with them. I guess the
only way to find out is to show up. Fortunately, as Colts, we have access
to the BMC almost anytime we want, so we can use the ice for a skate or the
weight room to workout. I usually prefer coming down to workout first thing
in the morning, just to get a good start to the day. Too bad none of the
other Colts think that way, since I'm usually the only one there in the
morning. I wonder if that's why my mystery person wants to meet me so
early; there'd be absolutely no chance of anyone else walking in!

Needless to say, I don't think I got much sleep that night, still trying to
figure out who gave me the note. Of course, then 6am came much earlier than
I really wanted, but to tell the truth, it couldn't come soon enough. As I
figured, when I left the house at 6.45, Simon was sound asleep. God, he
looked so good lying there in bed, but I had other things on my mind. I was
still completely clueless whom I was going to meet. Soon enough, I arrived
at the BMC and made my way down to the weight room.

"About time you finally got here, Shone. You realize how hard this was for
me to get up? I still can't figure out how you can do this every morning."
I heard the voice from the dark room. The voice was very familiar, who was
it?

"I guess I can't blame traffic, can I?" I replied. "Why did you want to see
me here this morning?"

"This was the only time when I knew that we wouldn't be disturbed by anyone
else."

I finally figured out the voice, as Joey Tenute came out from behind the
lockers. "Joey! So it was you that wrote the note."

"Gee, Shone, what was your first clue? Duh, considering I'm the only one
here, and I don't think you would write a note to yourself, I guess that
would narrow it down, wouldn't it?"

"Sorry, Joey. So what did you want me here for? Considering that absolutely
nobody comes here for a workout at this time of day other than me, it
obviously can't be that."

"I've talked to Reitzer and Barg, and they both say that you're one hell of
a cocksucker. I wanted to see for myself. Now, are you coming over here?"
Tenute said as he bent over to remove his running shoes. I thought to
myself that Joey's tight ass was to die for, and I started hoping that I
would get a chance to work on that ass myself.

Tenute didn't have to say another word. I walked over to Joey, and took a
good look at him. Yeah, I've seen him in the locker room and the showers
after practice, but I've never really taken a good long look at him
before. He really is a good-looking guy, and he had that puppy dog look on
his face that I loved so much on Bauman. As he lifted his t-shirt over his
head, I got a good look at his smooth, tight chest. The more I looked at
his hot body, the more I began to realize just how hot Tenute was. My
excitement only heightened when he dropped his warm-up pants to reveal his
10-inch hard cock.

"Yeah, Joey. I want that monster of yours." I moaned as I began to suck
away on Tenute's delicious muscle.

"Fuck, Shone, Reitzer wasn't kidding when he said you were good. Oh, man,
does this ever feel awesome. Oh, fuck!" Tenute began whimpering, so I could
tell he was really enjoying this. I began to tongue the sensitive head of
his cock, which I could tell was sending waves of pleasure through his
body, since Joey began moaning louder.

"Oh, god, that's so fucking good, Shone. Keep it up, oh man, that's fucking
amazing!" The way Tenute was panting, I figured he wasn't going to last
much longer. I took his entire monster down my throat just as he began to
shoot his load. "Fuck, Shone! Take my load in your hot mouth. Yeah, Fuck!"

Joey seemed to shoot forever. He must have fired at least 4 or 5 shots into
my mouth, but it definitely felt like a lot more than that.

"I think Reitzer knows what he's talking about. You are one hell of a
cocksucker. And, it looks like you've got a problem that I think I can help
you with." Tenute said, as he looked at my stiff rod through my
shorts. Pulling me up, he knelt down in front of me and pulled my shorts
down to free my hard cock. He began to suck my cock with the same intensity
I had just done him with.

"Oh, yeah, Joey, that's the way. Oh, yeah, keep going, man, fuck yeah." I
could only moan as Joey took my cock down his hot throat. "I'm not going to
last long, Joey, your mouth is so fucking hot, I'm going to shoot into your
hot mouth. Oh, fuck!" I yelled as I blew my load into Tenute's mouth.

"Oh, fuck, I love taking your entire load, Shone. You are so fucking hot!"
Tenute said. "I think I need these morning workouts with you more often."

"You and me both, Joey. I've never really noticed how fucking hot you
really are. You are fucking ripped, and your ass is just amazing."

"You really want my ass, Shone?"

"I'd do anything for that ass, Joey. I'd do anything for you!"

"Well, I'll keep that in mind, and I'll let you know what it'll cost you to
let you fuck me." Joey said as he put on the rest of his clothes. "See you
at practice this afternoon!"

As Tenute left the weight room, I knew that he was going to have something
really big in mind for me to have him. The stupid thing in the whole matter
is, that I'll probably do whatever he wants. Now, the whole question is,
what could he have planned?

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The encounter with Joey Tenute in the weight room in the morning definitely
put me in a great mood for the day. Hockey practice, on the other hand, was
a disaster for me, only because my mind was elsewhere. There was no way I
could concentrate knowing what Tenute was up to and what he had planned for
me. It must have really been noticeable in practice, since coach Stefanski
called me to his office from the dressing room.

"Shone, you were awful in practice today. Your mind somewhere else?"

"I don't know what happened today. I just couldn't concentrate at all."

"Well, after that display today, I just can't let it go at that. A couple
of the guys said that they'd come back to the rink later tonight to give
you some more practice. They said it would just be them, and since I always
prefer to let the team work these types of things out, it'll just be you
guys tonight. You OK with that, Shone?"

"I suppose. Besides, I could probably use the extra ice time anyways!"

"That's what I like to see from my players. I've always said I liked your
attitude, Shone. The guys want the extra practice tonight at 8, so make
sure you're here."

Stefanski was right about the awful practice; without a doubt, it was the
absolute worst I'd ever practiced, so the extra ice time probably would
help. Besides, if the team wanted to help me out with the extra practice, I
can't really say no. As I finished dressing after practice, I could only
wonder how much extra work I was going to get in the practice tonight.

Needless to say, the rink was empty when I got there in the evening. But
the surprise of the day hit me when I walked into the dressing room: Joey
Tenute and Blaine Down, dressed in full gear, sitting in front of their
lockers.

"Well, Shone, I told you I was going to have something planned for you, and
your bad practice today just made it easier for me." Tenute told me, with
that killer grin on his face. "I think you'll like what Downer and I have
planned, since how you play tonight will impact what and who you get."

"What the hell are you talking about, Tenute?" I said to Joey, absolutely
puzzled.

"Well, since you were so bad in practice, Downer and I are going to help
you with your goaltending, you know, breakaways, rapid fire, all the things
we normally do in practice. There is a difference this time, however. For
each shot you stop from one of us, we'll take off a piece of our
equipment. If you let one in, we'll put one back on. Whoever you get nude
first, you can fuck. Think you can handle that?"

I could only stare that the two hot Colts sitting across from me in the
dressing room. "You're telling me, I'm going to get one of you two tonight
based on how well I practice?"

"Yep. I will say this; it was Downer's idea. After all, he is the veteran,
and he and Reitzer decided you needed the extra practice. We just thought
this might give you some incentive. See you on the ice!"

Tenute and Down left the dressing room to warm up. I don't think I've ever
changed into gear as quickly as I did tonight. As I skated onto the BMC
ice, the two sexy Colts were waiting at center ice. I warmed up to get
loose, and joined the guys.

"OK, Shone," directed Down. "We're going to start on your breakaways. Let's
see how you do with these."

Both Down and Tenute ended up taking 5 breakaways, I managed to stop all
five of Blaine's shots, and 4 of Joey's. Blaine removed all of his upper
body equipment. As he finished taking off his Bauer undershirt, I saw that
tight, smooth chest of his that I've always loved. I can see how much
Downer had bulked up from the first time I saw him in the Colts' dressing
room in Ottawa. Joey took off his shoulder and elbow pads and gloves, and
put back on his Colts jersey.

Tenute broke the silence in the rink. "OK, Shone. We're going to work on
your rapid fire. Same rules as before. I guess we'll find out who you're
getting after this!"

I think this was the most pressure I've ever had, game or otherwise. The
anticipation of getting one of those two adorable Colts was almost becoming
too much to let me concentrate. I must have done enough, though, since very
quickly, I had Tenute down to his hockey pants, and Down was down to only
his tight, sweaty jock. Even better, it was now Down's turn to shoot.

"Hey Downer," Joey yelled. "I guess you couldn't do better than me against
Shone."

"Well, Tenute, at least I get our hot goalie now. I know how much you
wanted Shone, but now he's mine! I'm going to finish this off right now so
we can get down to more important things!" Blaine said as he took 5 really
easy shots to me. When he finished, he tossed his stick towards the bench,
reached down and removed his jock, his 9-inch cock released from its tight
constraints.

"Well, Shone, a bet is a bet. I guess my ass is yours. Now, get over here;
I want you to do me at center ice."

I definitely didn't need to be told twice. My stick, glove and blocker all
went in different directions as I quickly skated towards center ice. When I
got there, Down unlaced my hockey pants and pulled my jock down enough to
give him access to suck on my already stiff cock. Watching the whole scene
with interest, Tenute had loosened his hockey pants and was slowly jerking
away on his own 10-inch erect monster.

"Yeah, Downer," I moaned as Blaine sucked my cock like a pro. "That feels
fucking awesome. Yeah, I want that ass of yours, Downer."

Blaine released his mouth from my hard cock and turned around, giving me a
perfect view of his tight, firm ass. Trying to position myself at Down's
ass while wearing skates and hockey gear was not as easy as I had thought
it would be, but I managed to drill my cock into his hot, tight ass with
one thrust. Tenute skated over to us, and Down began sucking away on
Tenute's monster without saying a word. I was getting a great view of
Tenute's hot, tanned bod while he was fucking Down's mouth.

"Fuck, Downer, you've got one hot fucking ass. This feels so fucking
amazing! Your ass is so fucking tight, this is absolutely fucking amazing!"
I continued to pound away on Down's hot ass while he deep-throated Tenute's
hard cock. Fucking in full gear was turning out to be difficult, but it was
easier than I thought it would be. With Tenute standing at one end of Down,
his skates planted in the ice like an anchor, gave me the support I needed
to fuck Blaine's ass with everything I had and still stay on my feet.

"Oh, yeah, Downer," moaned Tenute. "That's the way. Yeah, Downer. Oh,
yeah. I love having my cock in your mouth. Oh, yeah."

The three of us were getting a workout like we'd never had before. I could
feel how soaked my equipment was, and seeing the sweat pour off of Down and
Tenute was a real turn-on. In fact, Tenute's sweat really brought out the
muscle definition in his chest and stomach. The combination of Joey and
Down was too much, and I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Fuck, Downer, I'm ready to fucking blow. Oh, fuck!" I screamed as I pulled
out of Down's well-fucked ass and shot a huge load onto his muscular
back. I heard Tenute grunt as I watched him shoot his cum load into Down's
mouth. The look on Tenute's face told me that he definitely enjoyed Down's
blowjob.

"Well, Shone," Tenute said with a smirk, "I think you earned that. When we
come back tomorrow, we'll definitely tell coach Stefanski that Blaine and I
really gave you a tough practice and a good workout."

"Yeah, Shone," gasped Down, "That was fucking great! I'm glad I lost that
little hockey wager."

"Downer, you still remember that you lost our bet as well, don't you?"
Tenute said. "Shone, I have to tell you that me and Downer had our own
little wager on this as well, to see who could get the most shots past you
in our practice. Downer, I expect you at my place tomorrow night for my
payoff."

"Thanks for the practice, guys, I really needed it after today," I told the
two exhausted Colts. "I think the showers are going to get a lot of use
after this workout. Fuck, that was awesome! I've never done it at center
ice before in gear. God, I'm probably going to have a hard-on through our
entire game on Saturday just thinking of today!"

The three of us had a great laugh over my last comment, as we all skated
off the ice towards the dressing room. Yeah, Down was amazing, but it still
didn't satisfy my need to get into Tenute's smooth, round ass. After being
so close tonight, I had to have Joey more than before. Suddenly, an idea
hit me in the dressing room, as I watched Tenute walk into the showers. I'm
going to need Reitzer and Barg to help out, but if everything falls into
place, the three of us will have Tenute's tight ass by the end of the week!

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