Someone gifted me with tickets to an end-of-season hockey game. I don’t know a lot about hockey. But there’s something about the violence and aggression that makes my girlie parts tingle. Not just from the cold of the rink, but watching all those men with their big sticks shoving each other around over that puck. I was lucky enough to get a seat against the plastic that protected us viewers from flying pucks and sticks. As the game progressed, I became even more excited and eventually stood and pressed up against the plastic to get the best view of the action. All too soon, the game ended, and everyone started gathering their things. I grabbed my belongings when there was a knock in front of me on the plastic barrier. It was one of the players from the blue team getting my attention and grinning at me from ear to ear.
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He told me that he and his teammates noticed me and my eagerness and wanted to know if I’d like to meet the team. I grinned back at him and told him I definitely would love that! So, he made arrangements for me to be brought back to the locker room with the team to meet them all.
When I got back to the locker room, most players had their pads and jerseys off and were wearing boxers or towels around their waists. I thought I was in heaven! All those muscles, limbs, and cocks pressed against the front of whatever they were wearing.
I watched as one of the players walked over to the locker room door and locked it. I gave him my biggest smile of approval. Then I rubbed my hands together and asked who was first. They formed an extensive line, and it was an enjoyable evening for all of us.
Zesty Zoey
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