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He Shoots, He Scores

by Dan Steel


It had been 10 years since I had last played hockey. I was back at the University of Manitoba as a "mature" student. I didn't feel very mature at 28, but compared to the other freshmen I had a few extra years under my belt. It was a little much at first especially frosh week, where these 19 year old guys bossed the frosh around, trying to humiliate us every way they could. My roommate at the dorm told me that he had signed up for the hockey team. I told him I hadn't played since high school. He said a lot of guys were lacking in talent and that I should come out and meet the guys. I decided that if I was going to overcome my "age," I better find ways to fit in. I went out for the first pick-up game and really enjoyed myself. We all went out for some brews after and had a few laughs. The games were every Thursday night and I really started to look forward the playing each week. The guys on the team were really into a good time. In the locker room it was wicked. You couldn't bend down to pick up your socks without getting whipped with a towel or pushed over on your face. In the shower there was constant banter that always turned to the size of each other’s cocks or invitations to bend over. I found myself starting to examine the guys more closely, finding myself having thoughts I hadn't experienced before. Tod was one of the best looking guys and built like Greek god. His uncut horsemeat swung like a pendulum between his legs. Aaron was blond and smooth; his hairless body was strangely appealing. My roommate Brad was Italian, dark and hairy. The more we all became friends the more I started the think about what it must be like to do it with a guy. One night after the game Brad, Aaron and Tod said they were going to skate for a while. I told Brad I would see him later. I showered and headed back to the dorm. When I was about half way home I remembered that I had left my biology text in the locker. I needed to do some reading so I head back to the arena. As I walked into the locker room I noticed Tod in the shower. He had his back to me and seemed to be oblivious to my presence. He ran his hands over his body seeming to spend some extra time around his cock. He moved his right hand around to his ass and began to massage it. He ran his middle finger up and down his ass crack. He turned slightly. His left hand was stroking his cock. His eyes were closed as he pumped his meat. His hand moved more into his ass crack and then he slipped his middle finger into his ass. I could hear his low, soft moans. I was feeling very aroused. My cock was pulsing in my jeans. Suddenly Tod opened his eyes and looked right at me. I didn't know what to say or do. He just looked at me for a minute then his eyes dropped to the bulge in my jeans. Then he just started stroking his cock and fingering his ass, staring directly at my eyes. I shivered. My desire at that moment was the most intense I had ever felt. Then I knew exactly what I wanted. I stared back into Tod’s eyes and started to remove my clothes. As I removed my jeans, my cock sprung up to its full 7 inches. Hard and pulsing and displaying the distinct upward curve that the girls had always joked about in the past. I couldn't control my shaking with desire as I approached Tod. As I stood in front of him he pulled me closer and kissed me deeply. I had never been kissed as aggressively before. His tongue probed deeply with a lust and passion that was over the top erotic. Then suddenly he dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock. I never had head like it before. He devoured my meat, wrapping his tongue around my shaft and sucking it with abandon. He made loud sucking sounds, moaning as if he never had better cock in his mouth. Just as I was about to worry I would cum too fast he stood up. Taking my hand he led me to the steam room. As we entered I could just making out to bodies on the top bench. There was Aaron and Brad in a hot and horny 69. They stopped and Tod said that I was ready to become a full-fledged member of the team. Tod sat down between Aaron and Brad, all three stroking their rock hard meat.Brad said, "I've thought about you giving me a blow job almost every night since I met you". I needed no more encouragement. I got on the lower bench on my knees and started to suck Brad's cock. I ran my hands up through his hairy chest. I couldn't believe the sensations and the taste. I was hungry. Hungry like a man who had never eaten. I moved over to Aaron’s cock it was small (5") but very, very thick. His hairless egg sized balls felt incredible as I massaged them. Then I moved to Tod's horsemeat. I couldn't get more than a few inches into my mouth. I stroked it with my hands and sucked with abandon. I used my other hand to massage his ass and he let out a long moan. I inserted my middle finger and then my index finger and he started to move up and down; Brad moved around and started to lick my ass crack. I moaned loudly. The sensation was unreal. Then he started to probe my hole with his tongue. Oh my god! Aaron moved underneath me and started to suck my cock. The combined sensations were over the top. Suddenly, Tod started to moan loudly and then started to cum in my mouth. At first I pulled back, but as his cock erupted and shot in my face I just had to have that warm cum in my mouth. I devoured his cock and sucked the juice out of him. I started to cum intensely and Aaron just sucked harder. At that moment I felt intense pain in my ass as Brad, without warning, plunged his hard rod into my ass. Fire raged in my ass and I felt a feeling that I knew I would become addicted to. Brad pumped my ass for about 4 or 5 strokes and then I felt the sensation of a load of hot cum filling my ass. We all collapsed in a heap of boy flesh, only to recover our efforts more than a few times that night. As the year progressed the guys started to joke that the "mature" student was going to wear them out before the year was over. I had developed a strong desire to have my ass full of cock ever chance I got, with some whipped cream on my lips for desert. Aaron, Brad, Tod and a few other guys from the team were more than willing to fill me up. And then I met Professor Roman… [more to cum]

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