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Part Two: Rookie Initiation
It didn't take long during the training camp for the coach to figure out who was going to make the Ottawa 67s this year, and who would have another year in Junior A or B. It turns out that Talbot and Galbraith were right; I was named as the back-up goalie to Kotyk this year. It wasn't so much that I played better than the other goalies; it was more that they played worse than I did. All the other veterans had their roster positions secured, so they pretty much let the rest of the rookies trying to make the team have the ice to show their stuff.
It turned out that the 67s had a really good crop of rookies trying out for the team this year. For the first two or three days, the rookies had the ice almost to themselves as they battled for the five or six open roster positions. Since I had already locked up the second goalie position, Kotyk and I took turns in turn for their practices, but I got most of the practice ice time. The coach had figured out who was getting the final roster spots by the end of the third day, and told all of the rookies to be in his office for a meeting right after practice.
All the rookies changed and showered quickly after the practice, since the meeting was taking place about 15 minutes after we stepped off the ice. The trepidation was evident in the players who were not sure of their roster shots, and continued until the coach entered the room. "You guys all played great hockey, and you all have nothing to be ashamed of. As you know, there were only a handful of roster spots available, so only some of you could get them. Shoney, you already know you're the backup goalie. Baumann, Rodney, Mitsou, you get the remaining defensive slots. Scully, McGrath, Sozinov, you're the forwards. The rest of you, I'm releasing you, so you all can go back to your minor league teams."
You could see the elation and disappointment in the office that day: players who tried their hardest but found that it wasn't good enough, and players who can continue on their dream of playing in the NHL. The rookies who were all named to the team were asked to remain for a meeting, and the remaining players went to pack their things for the long trip home.
The coach just wanted to assign all the rookies to their billets and to fill them in on the other administrative things we needed to know. "Shoney, you'll be billeted with Talbot and Galbraith," I was told at the meeting. Once I heard where I was being billeted, it was everything I could do not to pop a hard on in front of everyone there, as the memories of my first night with the team came back into my mind.
After the meeting, all the rookies went back to the hotel to finish packing all of our personal things and move to our new places. Talbot and Galbraith met me at the hotel and offered their congratulations on making the team. "I knew there was no way you wouldn't be on the team this year," Talbot told me. "I saw how good you were on the first day of practice, and myself and the other veterans went to the coach and strongly suggested that you should be our backup this year."
"That was why we had you over to our place that first night, since we knew you were going to be on the team," added Galbraith. "Now, you only have to be initiated into the 67s just like the rest of the rookies."
"I thought that was my initiation," I said with a bit of fear.
"Nah, that was just our personal way of saying, 'Welcome to the team'," said Galbraith. "We wanted to initiate you into our personal group. Now, you have to have your initiation into the team, just like the other rookies."
Now I was into a state of heightened curiosity. I had no idea what the other veterans had in mind for the initiation. All I knew was that the veterans waited for the rookies in the dressing room to tell us about the initiation.
Galbraith was the heart and soul of the team, and obviously led this meeting as well. "OK, rookies. You've all made the team, and we're all glad for you. Now it's time for you all to learn what it means to be a part of this team. I want all of you over at my house tonight at 9 for a player's only meeting and your initiation to the team."
Galbraith didn't tell us anything that was going to happen at the meeting tonight, but he told all of the rookies to wear clothing that we didn't mind getting "dirty". Since I knew what happened to me at my first session at Galbraith's house, I had somewhat of an idea what they were going to do tonight.
Since I was already billeting at Galbraith's place, I thought I would be able to get a bit of an idea from him what was going to happen tonight. "Sorry, Shoney," Galbraith said to me on the way home. "This is for the team, and I don't think it would be fair for you to know while the other rookies don't. So therefore, I want you to go out for a while, and come back for 9 tonight, the same as the other rookies."
So, being the good soul that I am, I went to the mall for a while and grabbed a bite to eat at the burger place. Much to my surprise (and delight), I met McGrath there as well. "Hey, McGrath. What brings you here?"
"My feet, what did you expect me to say," McGrath responded. McGrath was one of the players I knew from playing in the minor leagues of Southern Ontario. "I'm probably doing the same thing here that you are, getting a bite to eat before tonight."
"I know. Talbot and Galbraith told me to get out while they set up for the meeting tonight. Could I get a ride back with you?"
"Sure. I just want to stop at my place on the way over there to drop these bags off."
On the ride back from the mall, McGrath and I had a good talk about how things went over the summer. He told me that he had a chance to work out over the summer, so he put on some extra bulk, which he figured would help him this season. I had the opportunity to work at a goaltending school as a trainer, so that kept me busy with the ice time and the off-ice workouts.
We arrived just before 9, and as it turned out, we were the last rookies to arrive. All the other players, rookies and veterans, already had seats in the living room, so McGrath and myself took the last two chairs beside the doorway. Galbraith, seeing that everyone was now there, rose to begin the meeting.
"OK, guys," Galbraith said. "We didn't have all that great a season last year, losing to Belleville in the playoffs. This will be the last year for a lot of the players, myself included, so I want this to be a season to remember." To me, it was already a season to remember, but I didn't open my mouth so Galbraith could continue. "If nobody else has anything to add for the meeting, I think it's time for the rookies to be initiated into our group. I want all of the rookies into the middle of the living room."
With that order, all of us rookies stood in the middle of the living room, surrounded by the rest of the veterans on the team.
"Now, I want you rookies to pair up, since you'll be going with some of the veterans for your initiation," ordered Talbot. "Shoney and McGrath, you two will be together. Sellars, Zion and Konopka will initiate you. OK, guys, take them to the basement. We've got everything set up down there." The three veterans then led McGrath and me downstairs to the rec room.
As we got downstairs, Sellars ordered McGrath and me over to the couch. "We've got your game jerseys on the floor beside the couch, so I think you two should lose those shirts and put the jerseys on. It'll be more fun that way." We didn't need to be told twice. As McGrath took off his shirt, I took the opportunity to check him out. It was true that McGrath had bulked up during the off-season. The taut muscles on his chest were the hard earned reward of that work. I could tell that McGrath was turned on by this turn of events, since I could tell that he was checking me out. I took my time putting my jersey on just to continue the show a little bit for McGrath.
Once we were both into our jerseys, Zion took his turn giving our next instructions. "OK you two. Now, since you look like hockey players, I think it's time for you two to play a little tonsil hockey. Leave the jerseys on, but lose the rest of the clothes. I want you two to suck each other off for a while." McGrath and I hurriedly removed our pants and boxers. McGrath's legs were a perfect complement to the rest of his body: well built, with a fine covering of dark hair. They gave good contrast to the muscle that I was most concerned about. I couldn't wait to get my mouth on that beautiful cock, and apparently, McGrath couldn't wait to get at me. We both quickly settled to the floor and began to eagerly suck each other's cocks. While I was enjoying having his delicious cock in my mouth, the feeling of sheer ecstasy from McGrath sucking me rivaled it. I was so enthralled with my task at hand, I hadn't seen the veterans free their engorged members from their pants. The show on the other side of the room from the veterans was turning on both McGrath and myself.
I decided it was time to take this to the next level. I told McGrath to lean over the arm of the couch. As he obediently followed my instructions, I knelt behind him to give myself better access to that delectable ass. McGrath moaned as I used my tongue to explore his waiting hole. When I felt that he was loose enough, I took the jar of Vaseline (how would Galbraith have known to have THAT available?) and greased up my cock and McGrath's ass. It took little exertion to get my 7-incher completely into McGrath's hole. McGrath was enjoying this very much, and was shouting instructions to me, as if I really needed them. "C'mon, Shoney. Shove that cock up my ass. Yeah, that feels great! Keep pounding that monster up my ass. God, Shoney, you're so fucking hot!"
McGrath's shouts only served to turn me on more, and I began to thrust into his ass with more energy. The continuous slap of my balls against his exposed ass could be heard across the room. The topper, however, had to be that I was fucking one of my teammates while he was wearing his game jersey. I wasn't going to last much longer, but then again, neither were the three veterans enjoying the show on the other side of the room. The three of them had shed their remaining clothing, and were furiously stroking themselves to climax.
"Aw, fuck, McGrath. I'm going to blow my load in your tight ass right now." I yelled, just as I exploded a huge load of cum into his tight ass. As I removed my softening cock from his ass, I quickly knelt down and took his hard cock into my mouth. It only took a couple of quick sucks for me to bring McGrath to climax. "Oh god, I'm going to fucking explode. Keep sucking my cock! Fuck yeah, here I cum!" McGrath yelled as he shot his tasty cum down my throat.
"Hey you two," moaned Konopka. "Why don't you both come over here and finish off our poles." McGrath and I didn't need to be asked twice. Apparently the three of them were all quite turned on by the sight of the McGrath and I still in our jerseys. I took hold of Sellars' 8-1/2 inch monster, and with a couple of jerks, he shot his load onto his smooth, muscular stomach. McGrath was just as quick with Konopka, who turned slightly and shot a blast of his cum onto Zion's left arm.
"God, Konopka," said Zion disgustedly. "We can't take you anywhere without you making a mess of everything and everyone!"
Konopka couldn't let that go without a response. "Yeah, right. Like that's something that you've never done before."
Having taken care of Sellars and Konopka, we turned our attention to Zion's straining 8- inch cock. McGrath consumed Zion's monster, while I generously helped myself to his meaty balls. I felt Zion's balls contract as he shot his load into McGrath's mouth.
"Damn, that was fucking great," an exhausted Sellars said. "It's almost like you both have done this before."
"I think it's just something that, once you get started, you're kind of drawn into the moment," I told him. There was no way that I was going to say anything about that night with Galbraith, Talbot and Kotyk.
"Well, guys," Zion told the other two veterans. "I think that we can now call these two rookies a part of our team. Welcome to the 67s, Shoney and McGrath. You've earned it."
Those were the words that I know that McGrath and I both wanted to hear. We were now both officially Ottawa 67s. Now, I just had to wonder what my next experience would be as a full-fledged member of the team.
Galbraith came into the room just as McGrath and I finished getting dressed. "You both have had a busy night, so go home and get some rest. You'll want to be well rested for our home opener on Friday. You'll need it."
Whatever could Galbraith mean by that comment?
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