#bob bissonnette

[jennilah]

it’s really fun when i hear a québécois song and im like “cool, a new jam for me” and then i look up the lyrics and its some shit about falling in love with your friend’s grandma or literally about hockey

[stanleycupgrunn]

A LANGE-UAGE ALL HIS OWN

Remembering Mike Lange, voice of the Pittsburgh Penguins

Credit: Pittsburgh Penguins via X

Hockey nights in Pittsburgh will feel a little different from now on.

Renowned voice of the Pittsburgh Penguins, former play-by-play announcer and Hall-Of-Fame broadcaster Mike “Motorcycle” Lange died Wednesday, February 19, 2025 at the age of 76. The esteemed raconteur’s patented affectations served as the oratory score to Penguins games for 46 years, narrating the action from his crow’s nest (note: not to be confused with the infamous press box of the same name, situated atop the grandstand roof at Forbes Field) in the Pens’ original downtown Pittsburgh abode the Civic Arena, lovingly referred to by Yinzers as “The Igloo,” before the franchise relocated to a new, larger venue across the street beginning in the 2011-12 season - their current home of PPG Paints Arena (formerly the Consol Energy Centre), where the team flag was reportedly flying at half-staff as of Thursday to honor the life and legacy of Lange. A gracious gesture displayed by the Penguins’ Front Office in addition to being a heartfelt expression of respect and gratitude for Lange’s years of service to the organization, it’s a fitting tribute to the kindhearted, compassionate man behind the vibrant, impassioned catchphrases imprinted in the earliest memories for generations of Allegheny County residents and Penguins fans alike - the voice which shaped hockey’s broadcast landscape league-wide over the course of a career in the Steel City which spanned five Stanley Cups and nearly fifty years.

“In radio, they say, nothing happens until the announcer says it happened.”

—Ernie Harwell

Play-By-Play With Your Words

A perceptive and zealous analyst, Mr. Lange was sharp-witted and clever, relaying the Penguins’ icy exploits to fans with veracity and fervent enthusiasm. His electrifying, unique calls (better known as “Lange-isms”) helped to bring the game to life and became synonymous with many of the franchise’s biggest moments, and emblematic of the prime Lemieux-Jágr and Crosby-Malkin eras. Who could forget one-liners like “Cam Ward has just lost his liquor license!” or “WRRRRRRRRIIIIIISTER!” or the iconic “Slap me silly, Sidney!” after Crosby netted his first National Hockey League goal in front of the home crowd? The latter still gives me chills, even twenty (!!) years later.

Much as Crosby is playfully (but not incorrectly!) considered to be “your favorite player’s favorite player,” Lange was undoubtedly “your favorite broadcaster’s favorite broadcaster.” Spouting statistics and delivering passionate commentary interwoven with unique and colorful catchphrases, the lively call style of twentieth-century sportscasters like Ernie Harwell (Detroit Tigers), Al McCoy (Phoenix Suns), Rick Jeanneret (Buffalo Sabres), Bob Prince (Pittsburgh Pirates), Myron Cope (Pittsburgh Steelers), and Mike Lange paved the way for commentators to feel comfortable in their roles, and for game analysis imbued with personality and linguistic regionalisms (“Call Arnold Slick from Turtle Creek!”) to become widely accepted in mainstream sportscasting.

Broadcasters like Lange walked so that modern analysts like Jim Ross (formerly of the WWE Network, now with AEW), Greg Brown (Pittsburgh Pirates), Tripp Tracy (Carolina Hurricanes) and Colorado Avalanche telecast duo Marc Moser and Mark Rycroft could run.

Without their precedent, we would have no Steve Dangle, or Colby Armstrong (or Paul Bissonnette, for that matter, but whether or not that’s a selling point is up to you.)

Saturday, February 22, 2025: For the afternoon’s match between the Pittsburgh Penguins and the Washington Capitals, the PPG Arena press box displayed a memorial honoring the Penguins’ longtime broadcaster, featuring Lange’s iconic headset.

Credit: Pittsburgh Penguins via X

We’ve all heard the oft-repeated maxim, “hockey is a business.”

The dynamic nature of the industry means things are constantly in flux. Everything has its time, and time continually moves forward without regard for the doleful sentiments of man or his resistance to change. Coaches, owners, and managers come and go, endless players shuffle through locker rooms and rosters, celebrated wunderkind hailed as franchise messiahs dazzle like the metaphorical fireworks in Jack Kerouac’s On The Road, but amongst the ebbs and flows of history, an unmistakable voice weaves through it all, connecting our reminiscences of the past with our present-day experiences and our hopes and dreams for the future. Spirited exclamations and vocal timbre work in tandem to sear powerful events into our memories, and the distinctive voice framing those defining moments can transport us to those occasions and the soul-stirring emotions they evoked.

Mike Lange remained a constant in the franchise’s ever-changing landscape – unwaveringly cheerful, fair-minded, and diligently dedicated to his craft and his Penguins family, whether they shared his booth in the press box, a few minutes rinkside, or his love and enthusiasm for his team and the city he was proud to call home. His captivating zeal unquestionably contributed to the popularity of hockey in Pittsburgh, and cemented his rightful status as not only a broadcast icon, but as a Penguins and a Pittsburgh legend.

Ladies and gentlemen, Elvis has just left the building.

Thank you, and goodnight.

—Laura Grunn

[ainokawa-man]

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[mhraymond]

Paru en août dernier, «Gorgée! La vie trop courte de Roberto «Bob» Bissonnette», de Marc Brassard, journaliste sportif au quotidien Le Droit. Bob Bissonnette, c’est un phénomène à Québec: décédé en 2016, à l'âge de 35 ans, dans un terrible accident d'hélicoptère, le hockeyeur devenu vedette du rock a eu une vie trop courte, mais oh combien intense. Pourquoi «Gorgée»? C’est ce que Bob Bissonnette criait entre ses chansons lors de ses spectacles, à la manière de «Santé!», ce qui a contribué à la légende de ses performances arrosées… Dans cette biographie écrite à la manière d’un article de journal (!) on apprend à connaître l’auteur-compositeur-interprète à travers ses chansons, quelques photos rassemblées à la manière d’un album de famille et les anecdotes racontées par ses coéquipiers et amis: Maxime Talbot (maintenant analyste au réseau des sports, il a remporté la Coupe Stanley en 2009 avec les Penguins de Pittsburgh), Claude Julien (son ancien coach dans le Junior majeur dans les années 1990), Michel Laplante (président des Capitales de Québec) et plusieurs autres. On témoigne de son énergie débordante, de son charisme, de sa générosité et surtout de son influence positive sur son entourage. Il avait cette propension à inspirer les gens, à les aider à se surpasser, à persévérer… Un nouvel album intitulé « Temple de la Renommée » est sorti le 15 octobre dernier : une œuvre rock symphonique de 10 chansons, combinant des classiques de Bissonnette et des morceaux inédits.

22/10/21

[extrabeurre]

BOB BISSONNETTE: ROCKSTAR. PIS PAS À PEU PRÈS de Bruno Lachance : Gorgée!

J’adore les rockumentaires, un genre relativement peu fréquenté au Québec de mémoire récente (avec l’exception notable du cultissime Jonas : La Quête). Alors j’étais très enthousiaste à l’idée de voir ce film à propos du regretté Bob Bissonnette, qui a enflammé les foules un peu partout à travers les régions du Québec avant sa mort tragique lors d’un accident d’hélicoptère en 2016. Et son succès rassembleur se poursuit jusqu’à aujourd’hui, comme en témoigne la première de Bob Bissonnette : ROCKSTAR. Pis pas à peu près devant 7000 personnes au stade Canac vendredi dernier, dans le cadre du Festival de cinéma de la ville de Québec.

Scénarisé, réalisé et monté par Bruno Lachance (qui signait les vidéoclips du défunt rockeur), le film résume d’abord la jeunesse de Roberto « Bob » Bissonnette, à travers des interventions de ses parents, de son frère et sa sœur, d’amis d’enfance. Sa passion première était le hockey, y jouant constamment dans la rue dès un jeune âge, puis se frayant un chemin jusqu’à la Ligue de hockey junior majeur du Québec, où il était réputé pour être un bagarreur coriace. On dit même que c’était l’un des joueurs les plus punis de l’histoire de la ligue! Mais surtout, autant avec les Olympiques de Hull (où il a côtoyé Maxime Talbot et Claude Julien) qu’avec le Titan de Bathurst, Roberto était considéré comme « l’âme de l’équipe ».

Puis on arrive au vif du sujet, le rock! Jouant d’abord des reprises de punk (The Offspring, NOFX, Pennywise, etc.), puis arrivant avec ses propres compositions, Bob Bissonnette n’était pas nécessairement le meilleur chanteur ou musicien, de l’aveu de plusieurs intervenants, mais il parvenait toujours à gagner son public à coups de charisme et de fougue. « Les gens voulaient voir un show, et mon frère donnait un show! » souligne Patrick Bissonnette.  

Bien que respecté par certains artistes établis (dont Mononc' Serge, Pépé et Mike Ward, qui sont interviewés dans le documentaire), Bissonnette n’a jamais vraiment été embrassé par la « clique » de Montréal, qui semblait le snober. Mais ailleurs à travers la province, après maints efforts et « gigs brunes », Bob a éventuellement connu un véritable succès populaire. On peut même parler de phénomène, à en juger par les nombreuses images d’archives de spectacles débridés devant des foules en délire, où régnait l’amour du hockey, des femmes, et bien sûr de la bière. « Gorgée! » scandait Bob, et son public obéissait, au point où plusieurs salles et festivals affirment avoir fracassé des records de vente de boisson lors de ses concerts!    

  Le film démontre par ailleurs que Bissonnette était ambitieux et avait d’excellents instincts commerciaux, lui qui avait étudié à l’université en marketing, et la façon dont il a été un des premiers artistes d’ici à tirer profit de plateformes comme Facebook et YouTube pour rejoindre directement ses fans et en attirer de nouveaux.

Rythmé par les chansons accrocheuses de son sujet, Bob Bissonnette : ROCKSTAR. Pis pas à peu près est à l’image de ce dernier : drôle, festif, authentique et sans prétention, parfois rough, mais avec le cœur à la bonne place. C’est un film qui donne le goût d’écouter du rock, de boire de la bière, d’avoir du fun avec ses chums. C’est un hommage à la mémoire d’un rockeur devenu une légende, un bon gars disparu trop jeune, mais assurément pas oublié.

  Bob Bissonnette: ROCKSTAR. Pis pas à peu près près prend l’affiche ce vendredi 20 septembre dans diverses salles du Québec, incluant au Cineplex Quartier Latin à Montréal et au Cartier à Québec. www.bobrockstar.com

[ladymissginger]

Arizona commentators Bob Heethuis and Paul Bissonnette calling last night's #ArizonaCoyotes #PittsburghPenguins game. Pens skated away with a 3-1 victory.

[hockeylvr59]

Anything You Want || Paul Bissonnette and Tyler Seguin

Requested: [ ] yes [x] no

Authors Note: So I was in a total nsfw mood tonight and asked for some people to send me ideas. One of my group chats said I should definitely go with Bissonnette sex but suggested I add Seguin in there. I twisted their suggested prompt a little but anyway. It’s really dirty...so enjoy. 

Warnings: smut, smut and more smut.Threesome. Oral sex, actual sex, anal sex. Oh and breeding kink/actual breeding (unprotected sex) because evidently I can’t control myself. 

Word Count: 3,804

Dating Paul Bissonnette meant that your sex life was never something that could be described as boring or regular. Paul was older than you and certainly more experienced inside (and technically outside, hello airport sex) the bedroom. Still, he’d never made you feel comfortable, in fact, he was probably the best teacher you could ask for when it came to all things intimate. 

When you’d first gotten together, things had been kept fairly tame, vanilla even, behind closed doors as you learned each other’s likes and dislikes, and what made each of you fall apart. Now that things were more serious as far as the relationship went, things inside the bedroom were shifting as well. One could say that you were very much in the experimental phase of things. Still, even now Paul still had the upper hand in experience and everything that was brought up was something he had tried before and had already decided whether it’s something he likes or not. 

Unsurprisingly, Paul’s hard ‘no’s’ were things that you honestly had no desire to try and most of his ‘yes’s’ were things you were eager for as well. There honestly wasn’t much of a middle ground where there was something you wanted that he wasn’t the biggest fan of....except...shockingly, a threesome. Paul claimed that he had been there and done that before and that it was something that he felt like he’d grown out of. He hadn’t said it was something that would never happen, but it didn’t seem like something that would happen anytime soon, especially not without some prodding on your end. 

That’s probably why Paul’s text tonight had caught you so off guard. You’d come to Toronto with him for a week of summer vacation while he filmed Biz does Ontario. While he filmed, you played tourist, got a massage, and just generally took some time out of your busy life to relax. Tonight he’d gone out to meet up with some buddies and you’d stayed in, curled up with a new book. 

It was almost ten when your phone buzzed and setting your book aside as you finished a chapter, heat flooded your body. 

Put on that black lingerie set and that dress you know I like and come to 70 Yorkville Ave.

His text was suggestive enough to tell you that he had something planned but too vague to tell you exactly what it was. Still, you knew by now that when Paul had something up his sleeve it was best to just play along. So you quickly changed into the requested attire, threw your hair up into a messy and somewhat sexy bun, and applied a smokey makeup look before grabbing your things, slipping into a pair of heels and heading out the door. 

When you arrived at the lounge you looked around but didn’t spot Paul anywhere. Shooting him a text that you were there you made your way over to the bar and ordered yourself a glass of wine, your anticipation rising. Even sipping slowly, you’d finished your first glass of wine and you still hadn’t spotted your boyfriend. Just as you were about to text him again, a warm hand landed on your lower back and a voice called for the bartender to pour you another glass while ordering a beer for himself. 

Your body had tensed at the touch and you quickly spun to tell whoever it was that had decided to get handsy off. 

“Ex…” before you could even finish your first word your eyes met the cocky gaze of a certain Dallas Stars forward and you froze. The fact that Tyler Seguin was standing beside you with his hand on your lower back should have signaled exactly what your boyfriend had planned, however, your brain failed to put the pieces together quickly. 

“I’m sorry...did you not want another?” The tone of his voice was almost patronizing and for a split second, you wanted to slap him. 

“No...I...yes…” You stuttered out. “But I have a boyfriend.” Something about your words made Tyler laugh and after taking a sip of his beer he leaned closer and whispered in your ear. 

“Well, I won’t tell him if you won’t.” When your body instinctively recoiled because the last thing you’d ever do was cheat on Paul, Tyler’s facial expressions cracked for a moment before leaning in close again. “Would you just play along?” Having felt his breath on your skin one moment and then having it be gone the next made you shiver and seeing Tyler looking away from the bar made you follow his gaze. What your eyes met was your boyfriend who had his normal sexy smirk on and who was clearly watching the two of you. 

At that moment, you looked between Paul and Tyler and when you returned your gaze to the former he was clearly mouthing something to you, his body language more relaxed than it should be for someone else hitting on you. It was then that everything hit you at once...this was Paul’s plan. This was him giving in to what you wanted. A flush rose on your cheeks as you smiled at him sending him a short nod before turning your attention back to Tyler who smirked once more realizing that you were now in on the whole plan. 

Grazing your fingers along the muscles of Tyler’s forearm you couldn’t help but imagine those arms pinning you down on the bed while he fucked you. 

“So you like hitting on taken women.” You tease, sipping at your wine before purposely licking a drop of the liquid off of your lips. At your action, Tyler’s adam’s apple bobbed and there was a tick in his jaw as it tightened. 

“I like hitting on attractive women.” He responded voice low, his body stepping half a step closer to your own, boxing you in against the bar. “And what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” It was then that you realized his hand was still pressed against your back as it dipped lower to rest just above your ass. 

“And if I was supposed to meet him here…?” You whispered, your hand moving from his arm to graze for just a moment over his abs. 

“Well then maybe he should join us.” The words were said in such a matter of fact manner that even though you knew that’s where this was headed, they still stole your breath for a moment. Heat was already pooling in your stomach when Tyler’s teeth grazed over your ear as he spoke. “I bed you’d like to be fucked from both ends.” 

If you hadn’t been sitting you probably would have toppled over. You were about to look back for Paul wondering just how this was going to proceed when you felt a second hand land on your back and the scent of your boyfriend’s cologne filled your nose. Reaching for your class of wine you quickly finished it off, and as you set the empty glass back on the bar, you felt Paul’s breath against your other ear. 

“You gonna be a good girl baby and let Tyler and I fuck you? I told him what a good girl you are but he said he’d have to see it to believe it.” You couldn’t help but nod, conscious thought starting to leave you, as the combination of the alcohol and heat of two huge male bodies surrounded you. 

The next thing you know, the check has been paid and you’re being led out of the bar into an SUV. As you reach the vehicle, Tyler tosses Paul the keys and opens the backdoor for you before sliding inside with you. 

“You know where you’re going man?” Tyler asks and when Paul nods and starts the car, Tyler’s attention turns to you. Out of habit, you buckle yourself up and Tyler and Paul exchange a quick look in the rearview mirror before they both do the same. “Guess it would put a damper on things if we were killed before the fun started,” Tyler muttered. 

As soon as Paul pulled into the Toronto streets, Tyler’s hand falls to your thigh and slowly starts moving upward. The rough callouses of his fingers cause you to shiver and unconsciously you spread your legs wanting his touch higher and closer to your core. “That’s it baby. I know you want me.” Tyler breathes into your ear. For a moment, his hand moves up to cup your face and then he’s kissing you, his tongue quickly probing at your mouth for access. Needing to tease just a bit, you refuse access until Tyler’s hand returns to your body, slipping under your dress and finding your clit. 

Your moan gives him what he wants and you can feel him smirking as you kiss passionately, his hand just resting against your inner thigh. When you finally need to breathe and pull back, Tyler’s eyes are dark and he pinches at the skin of your inner thigh. “So you’re gonna be a brat. Paul didn’t tell me that.” He mumbles, his mouth dropping to your neck to bite a mark deep into your skin. The pain of it sends a jolt through your body and you whine softly. 

Before things can progress any farther, the car stops and you feel your seat belt slacken as Tyler’s fingers unlatch it before tugging you out of the car, causing you to stumble on your heels. Paul is behind you before you can regain your balance and his lips are pressed to the back of your neck. With Tyler’s hand in yours, he tugs you through the parking garage and into an elevator and it’s only once you’re inside that you feel a strong smack across your rear and you glance up to see that Paul’s eyes are dark as well. 

“I thought I told you to be good for him.” He growls softly and you chew softly on your bottom lip, eyes downcast. You know he’s not actually angry and that his actions are just part of all of this so you play along. 

“I’m sorry daddy...just wanted to ease into things.” You whisper. Before either man can respond further, the elevator has come to a stop and you see Paul toss Tyler his keys back so that he can lead you down the hall and into his Toronto apartment. Once the door opens both men kick off their shoes but Tyler glares at you when you move to slip off your own. 

“Leave them.” He growls, taking his chance to smack at your ass firmly but gently. “Bedroom is the second door on the left. Take off your dress but leave everything else on and go kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed.”  His voice is demanding and when you meet Paul’s gaze his eyes tell you to obey. 

By the time they join you in the bedroom you’ve been kneeling on the floor for at least five minutes, nipples pebbled through the lingerie from the chill of Tyler’s air conditioning. You can feel their eyes raking over your body but Paul clears his throat when you attempt to look up at them so you cast your head down again awaiting further instruction. 

When a hand brushes over the top of your head gently twice you take that as a signal to look up. When you do Tyler is standing nude in front of you, his hard cock bobbing between his thighs. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see that Paul is also nude and is laying on the bed, hands behind his head. 

“Need to know if this mouth is as good as Biz claims.” Tyler declares, his fingers tangling in your hair after taking out your bun, to pull your mouth closer to him. Wetting your lips you first lick at the tip of Tyler’s cock, tasting the precum leaking from it before slowly sinking your mouth forward to take as much of him as you can without triggering your gag reflex. Working your mouth over him the same way Paul has taught you he likes, you try and gauge what works for Tyler and what doesn’t. When he groans as you hum around him you grin slightly, feeling his cock twitch. Seconds later he pulls you off of him and to your feet, clearly signaling that he’s not ready to cum yet.

“Paul you’re a fucking lucky bastard if she wears shit like this for you frequently.” Tyler declares, his hands running over the fabric of your lingerie.

“Don’t I know it.” Paul declares and when you look over at him, he’s stroking his cock causing another wave of moisture to flood your core. 

“It’s too pretty to get cum all over so I say it’s time we get you out of it.” Tyler declares and with Paul’s nod of approval, Tyler’s hands tug the fabric off of you and finally takes your heels off along with it. “Much better.” Tyler declares as he kisses you, one hand tangling in your hair. After a moment, a warm sticky substance coats the skin of your stomach and you quickly realize that Tyler’s other hand had been jerking himself off so that he could cover you in his cum. As he cums down from his orgasm, Tyler pulls away from you panting. “Go blow your boyfriend while I eat you out.” 

Nodding you take the few steps over to the bed, climbing onto it to kiss Paul’s stomach before wrapping your mouth around his hard cock. Blowing Tyler hadn’t been bad but there was something about making Paul fall apart that was just so much better. As you work Paul’s cock in the way you know he likes you can’t help but moan feeling Tyler’s mouth blowing at your pussy before sucking your clit between his lips. Receiving oral sex is one of your favorite sexual acts and it gets even better when Paul’s fingers reach down to caress your breasts, pinching and rubbing your nipples until their hard and aching and sending jolts to meet the actions of Tyler’s mouth. 

You can tell that Paul is getting close, even though your mind has started to go fuzzy with the approach of your own orgasm. Still, you didn’t expect Paul’s hand to tug at your hair as his hips jolt up into your mouth pressing his cock deeper down your throat. You gag a bit before trying to relax your mouth around him, taking him as deep as you possibly can. The way he’s grunting and breathing heavily tells you he’s close and you nuzzle your nose against him. The moment Paul starts to spurt down your throat you feel two of Tyler’s fingers slip inside you as he bites gently at your clit and the feeling of all of it at once tears an orgasm from your body much sooner than you expected it. 

Collapsed with your head on Paul’s thigh you try and catch your breath while Tyler’s fingers rub gently at your clit in a way that is almost too much but yet not enough. When he stops you whimper but then Paul is dragging your body further up the bed to kiss you gently, giving you the bit of care that he knows you need in the situation before going any further. 

Breaking the kiss after a moment, you look down to where Tyler is standing at the foot of the bed, his cock already hard again. 

“Do you want him to fuck you babe?” Paul questions softly because he would never force you into anything you didn’t want and oral sex is one thing but this is another. 

“Yes…” You respond wanting to feel both men stretching you out to your max. Anal sex was something that you and Paul had been experimenting with and this seemed like the right time to take it to the next level. 

“Condoms and lube?” Paul asked and when Tyler pointed to a bedside drawer, Paul grabbed both items, tossing the condom down to Tyler. “If you’re gonna fuck her you have to glove up.” He declared. Tyler complied quickly, sliding the condom over his dick before kneeling on the bed. 

“How are we doing this?” He asked and as always you looked to Paul for guidance. 

“She’ll ride you and I’ll fuck her from behind.” With that direction, Paul and Tyler switched spots for a moment, Paul stealing one more proper kiss before smacking at your ass. “Show him how good that pussy feels. Tight like a vice grip.” 

With Tyler spread out on the bed, you moved to straddle him, his hands quickly moving to your hips to steady you.

“You ready?” He asked and when you nodded, he lined himself up with your hole before allowing you to slowly sink down on him. The way your body stretched around him made your toes curl and you paused for a moment needing to adjust. “Fuck…” Tyler grunted, his hips flexing beneath you, clearly desiring movement. Slowly you began to bounce on him, the friction building and curling inside you deliciously.

After a moment, Paul guided you to a stop again so that he could work first one but then two lubed fingers inside your ass. After that, you resumed your slow pace, fucking Tyler while Paul worked his fingers to spread you open, eventually adding a third finger, scissoring them all inside you. 

“Paul please...I need you.” You moaned, wanting nothing more than to be surrounded by these men, filled and stretched so full. Gradually, you rocked your hips faster against Tyler, needing more of everything, but every so often a shudder would course through your body that would cause you to just grind your pelvis against his, curses spilling from his mouth. 

“Seriously dude...just fuck her ass already. She’s killing me.” Tyler declared and after a moment you felt the heat of Paul’s body as he pressed against your back. With one more stretch of his fingers inside you, they slipped out and as Paul murmured for Tyler to help brace you, his fingers were slowly replaced by his cock. 

For a moment you couldn’t breathe, the feeling of being stuffed full from both ends being too much. You knew that Tyler was aching for you to move but Paul held you still, letting you adjust to him and kissing your head while pressing his hand against your stomach. Both men were so large that you were certain they could feel each other pressed inside you and the knowledge of that pushed you even closer to orgasm. Paul must have felt your body relax enough to satisfy him because after a moment he started fucking down into you causing you to shift on Tyler’s cock. Thankfully the two men figured out how to best fuck you between them because things had just started and you were already boneless at the feeling. 

All sense of time and space was lost to you as you let yourself be used by Paul and Tyler. You had no idea how long they had been fucking you for or how many times you’d already come when you felt Tyler tense under you before an obscene moan left his mouth and he was twitching inside of you. The way your body seemed to be fluttering around him signaled that you’d cum too but maybe you’d just been in a constant state of orgasm since they started fucking you. 

Knowing Paul hadn’ cum yet you tried to weakly rock your body back against him but he had paused as Tyler came, just holding your body to him. Feeling his lips kiss down your back, you felt him slip out of you as well before flipping you over onto your back. 

“You’ve been so good for us.” He whispered and Tyler quickly mumbled his affirmance of that statement. “But I think you should show Tyler just how good you are and let me cum inside you.” 

For a split second your eyes went wide and then you were nodding frantically. 

“Yes daddy, please cum inside me.” You’d tried to convince Paul to go bareback but he’d refused since you had stopped taking the pill, declaring that it wasn’t yet time to try for a baby. As Paul settled himself above you he chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from your face. 

“I know baby. You’re so eager for daddy to knock you up. Want you to show Tyler just how good you take my seed, how much you want me to fill you up and make you mine. Because you are mine. Tonight was the only time I’m ever going to share you.” Tears were pooling in your eyes as Paul pressed inside you, your body molding to his like you were made to take his cock. 

As Paul fucked himself inside you, Tyler’s fingers reached to play with your nipples once more. 

“He’s right...you are such a good girl letting him fuck you until you’re nice and pregnant. He’s a lucky son of a bitch.” With Paul fucking so deep inside you, shifting your legs to wrap around him until he was buried to the hilt on each in stroke, and Tyler pinching and rubbing at your nipples, it wasn’t long until you were crying out as the most intense orgasm of your life rushed over you. 

The walls of your pussy clenched down tight around Paul’s dick as he let go, milking him dry. With your body heaving, tears spilled from your eyes at the intensity of it all and you felt the bed shift as Paul leaned over to kiss you while still resting inside of you. 

“Holy fuck Paul.” You eventually breathed, your hands reaching up to brush over his cheeks. 

“Good huh?” He murmured.

“Fantastic. Though I’m not sure where that last part suddenly came from.” You whispered slightly concerned that he had only acted in the heat of the moment and would regret taking that risk. Seeing Tyler return with a wet washcloth, Paul finally slipped out of you, gently wiping you down. 

“Like you didn’t know I planned to spend the rest of my life giving you whatever it is that you want.” 

Paul had always done whatever it took to make you happy and tonight was no exception. Your first threesome had been fun and you definitely needed to thank Tyler but maybe Paul had been right. Now that it was out of your system you know that the only man you needed was the one you planned on spending the rest of your life with. 

And you couldn’t wait to see what else there was to explore with him. 

[penaltybox14]

A meme was requested of me by @sunset-and-periwinkle!  Behold: The Randomizer XV!

Directions: select 15 (characters, people, objects), input them into: random.org/lists, then answer the following queries in that order.

1. Mom/Dad: Alexei Kasatonov.  Honestly?  I think the lad (ok, he’s like 58) is basically a marshmallow and Tikhonov bullied him into betraying his best friend, breaking both their hearts for at least a full decade.  But, get him out of the alcoholism and the violent psychological manipulation, he’s just a big softie who wants to play hockey with his pals.  Defencemen are natural protectors, we know this.

2. Your Sibling: Mike Dodds.  Excellent and or terrible, depending on if Chief Dodds is still the parent.  Mike would be a solid brother: good for adventures, but sensible about things like we don’t set off firecrackers in the abandoned state hospital at night.

3. Grandma/Grandpa: Igor Larionov.  *snorts* Grandpa.

4. Haunts You: Sonny Carisi.  Terrible haunting, 0/10, does nothing but make sure you are well-fed and your children want for nothing.

5. Your Significant Other: Amanda Rollins.  But it’s a marriage of convenience or, as my colleague says, “tax purposes”, because at last check (10:39pm Eastern), I am still gay.

6. Your ex: Shane Doan.  WHY AM I MARRIED TO ROLLINS AND NOT DOANER, HUH?  Can Doaner be my side ho?  I want to go riding with him and not in the sexy way, I mean I want him to meet my (I wish) literal horses.

7. Your Best Friend: Fin Tutuola.  Solid.  Strong friend game.  Not a hugger, but he won’t bullshit you.

8. Proposed To You: Craig Brice.  Craig Brice has never proposed to anyone, except proposing new and improved protocols to med control.  That, and the proposal one absurd August night running on the 39th of 48 hours, proposal that pants be an optional part of the uniform.  Everyone but Bob has written this off as a heat-induced hallucination.

9. Your Boss: Olivia Benson.  I am blessed.

10. Random Person You Drink With At A Bar: Slava Fetisov.  GOD I WISH.  The man can probably drink me under the table, but I want to ply him with good vodka until he spills the tea on everything professional hockey.  Also, I want my favorite defenceman to join us.

11. Your Rival: Mathieu Schneider.  Again: why?  Why can’t this man also be my side-ho?  He’s a defenceman.  I love defencemen.

12. Gave You Your First Kiss: Tyson Nash.  As if mouth kissing wasn’t repulsive to begin with.

13. Get Drunk And Sing Karaoke With: Kirk Muller.  This man has been reported to acknowledge (freely) that he cannot sing, but nevertheless would.  Rumor has it he’s belted Mustang Sally at at least 3 bars in Kingston, Ontario.

14. Played 7 Minutes In Heaven With: Paul Bissonnette.  *puke emoji*  So not my type.

15. Gave You Your Favorite Dessert: Bob Bellingham.  I am blessed.  I bet he made it himself, too.

@rising-lights you need to get in on this.

[francehockey]

Hockey - La bande-annonce du film sur Bob Bissonnette va vous faire pleurer via Monde de Stars

Hockey – La bande-annonce du film sur Bob Bissonnette va vous faire pleurer via Monde de Stars

Retour sur la vie de cette légende du hockey et de la chanson

Pour les fans de Bob Bissonnette, la date du 4 septembre 2016 restera toujours associée à un moment d’une grande tristesse. Ce jour-là, le joueur de hockey reconverti en chanteur populaire avait tragiquement perdu la vie dans un accident d’hélicoptère, âge de 35 ans seulement.

L’histoire de Roberto « Bob » Bissonnette est vraiment…

[doyourememberrocknrollradio]

Bob Bissonnette - Chris Chelios

[summerspictures]

Ahead of our flight to Zurich last weekend, I noticed a man in a pretty impressive wheelchair in the Air Canada lounge. On arrival at our destination, our daughter (who had taken the train to meet us there) told us about the Canadian Para bobsledder she had met on the train from Zurich. Lonnie Bissonnette, the only Canadian Para bobsledder competing at the 2023 @ibsfsliding World Championships, is a 2x World Champion, and has been working hard to get Para sledding into the @paralympics Self-funded, Lonnie is here in St Moritz 🇨🇭 by himself. Talking to him yesterday taught me so much about not only his sport, but Para sport, and a strive-to-be-your-best attitude GO CANADA 🇨🇦 — Lonnie races his third and fourth runs tomorrow, 3 Feb, which you can watch on @cbc (at Olympia Bob Run St. Moritz - Celerina) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoKm_N-NPHI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[tntexotics03]

These 2 are ALSO locked up as we speak! 😁✌️😁✌️😁✌️😁

1.0.0 Futo/Miller BCC Suriname (CBLT)

Name: Maduro (Aka: Buck) Means: Bold & Bright

Breeders Info: South Paw Boas

Bought From: Jason Bissonnette (Black Brook Serpents)

Birthdate: 2018

Dam: 2012 Futo bloodline Reverse Stripe

Sire: 2015 Miller from Bob Clark stock

Important details: BCC With/ Circle Back Ladder Tail markings

X

0.1.0 BI/BCC mix Het. Albino

Name: Lilith

Breeder: (Pending Info)

Brought From: Craigslist

Birthdate: 2016

Dam: (Pending Info)

Sire: (Pending Info)

Additional Info: Craigslist

[saturdaynightmatinee]

CALIFICACIÓN PERSONAL: 7 / 10

Título Original: Fight Club

Año: 1999

Duración: 139 min

País: Estados Unidos

Director: David Fincher

Guion: Jim Uhls. Novela: Chuck Palahniuk

Música: The Dust Brothers, Michael Simpson, John King

Fotografía: Jeff Cronenweth

Reparto: Edward Norton, Brad Pitt, Helena Bonham Carter, Meat Loaf, Jared Leto, Van Quattro, Markus Redmond, Michael Girardin, Rachel Singer, Eion Bailey, David Lee Smith, Zach Grenier, Richmond Arquette, David Andrews, George Maguire, Eugenie Bondurant, Christina Cabot, Sydney 'Big Dawg' Colston, Tim De Zarn, Christie Cronenweth, Ezra Buzzington, Dierdre Downing-Jackson, Bob Stephenson, Charlie Dell, Rob Lanza, Holt McCallany, Joel Bissonnette

Productora: Fox 2000 Pictures, Regency Enterprises, Linson Films, Atman Entertainment, Knickerbocker Films, Taurus Film

Género: Drama, Thriller

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/

TRAILER:

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Gorgee La Vie Trop Courte De Roberto Bob Bissonnette 2021 Marc Brassard

Gorgee La Vie Trop Courte De Roberto Bob Bissonnette 2021 Marc Brassard

Gorgée !: La vie trop courte de Roberto Bob Bissonnette eBook Gorgée ! – La vie trop courte de Roberto «Bob» Bissonnette Marc Brassard Roberto Bob Bissonnette, le marchand de bonheur Décédé à l’âge de 35 ans dans un accident d’hélicoptère, le hockeyeur devenu vedette du rock a certes connu une vie trop courte, mais n’en a assurément gaspillé aucune seconde. La pédale au plancher, donnant son 110…

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[atlanticcanada]

Low altitude, speed contributed to fatal helicopter crash in northern N.B.

Pilot Frederick Decoste was flying with two passengers, Quebec singer Roberto "Bob" Bissonnette and Quebec Capitales baseball team president Michel Laplante. from : Halifax http://ift.tt/2yPF2wK