Remember that this is a work of pure fiction and that it in no way, shape or form reflects the true sexuality of those involved. It is also worth remembering that as far as I'm aware the following didn't actually happen. With that said if you liked the story, want to see more or have requests get in touch roberts170@hotmail.com
Cena's eyes shot open at the sound of his cell phone blaring through the room and he held in a sigh as he looked down onto the sleeping face of Shelton Benjamin, which was resting on his chest. Slowly he attempted to reach out to his jeans without waking Shelton but they were out of reach so he gently slipped out of the bed and heard Benjamin groan.
"Sorry...I've got to get this..."
Shelton groaned again before burying his head in the pillows that covered the bed. Cena meanwhile grabbed the cell phone from the pocket of his jeans and smiled as he looked at the caller ID, Masters was phoning him. He flipped the phone open and held it to his ear.
"Shoot..."
"We've got to meet, I've got something to show you."
"Me too." Cena shot a quick glance at the camera still hidden in one corner of the room. Part of him felt guilty about the previous evening as he took another look at Benjamin lying in his bed and felt his cock twitch slightly.
"In the gym in about an hour, ok?"
"Fine." Cena flipped the phone closed and headed toward the camera, he knew he needed to move it with the light from the sun beginning to enter the room it was pretty easy to spot.
"Anyone interesting?" He smiled to himself as he heard Benjamin mumble the question into the pillow. There was something strangely pleasing about Benjamin still be in his bed in the morning and hadn't expected it as he'd felt Shelton curl up next to him the previous evening.
"Not really...but I've got to go to the gym in about an hour..."
"An hour, huh?" Shelton rolled himself over so that he was lying on his back just as Cena had pushed the camera into his gym bag. "Does that mean we have time for a repeat of last night?"
"I'm sure I can fit you in..." Cena flashed a grin at Shelton before crawling back into the bed and pulling Benjamin toward him for a kiss. As soon as their lips touched the passion rose in Cena and he felt the blood begin to rush to his cock as he pinned Shetlon down to the bed beneath him.
Quickly he began to kiss down Benjamin's neck and onto his muscled chest, finding the dark hard nipples and placing each one in his mouth separately and gently sucking on them before continuing his journey down Shelton's body, over his abs and down toward his every growing dick.
Cena's tongue snaked up Benjamin's shaft, wrapping itself around the dark black pole and moving up toward the dark purple head. When at the head Cena's tongue circled around it before gently flicking at the piss slit. Cena could hear each movement of his tongue producing a moan from Benjamin and smiled to himself as he placed the head of the dick into his mouth and began to swallow it down. As he moved his lips down Shelton's shaft he felt Benjamin's hands close around his head and pull him off the cock and back toward him for another kiss.
Again their tongues slipped deep into one another's mouth and this time Shelton flipped Cena so that he had the WWE Champion pinned on the bed beneath him. Slowly Shelton started to move his tongue and lips down Cena's body, starting by gently flicking his tongue and kissing at Cena's neck before moving down to the large hard pecs.
It took Shelton just a few seconds to close his mouth around one of Cena's hard nipples and begin to suck on it before gently nibbling at the hard piece of skin. Then Benjamin moved his tongue down Cena's body, down toward the rock solid abs. Slowly Shelton's tongue traced the outline of the perfectly formed abs before Cena's hands closed around the back of his head and pushed him further down.
Shelton ran his tongue around the thick base of Cena's hard dick before moving his focus to Cena's smooth balls, taking each one in turn into his mouth and sucking on them whilst letting his tongue play with and flick at them. But again Benjamin felt Cena's hands close around his head, this time pulling him up so that his mouth was level with the head of his cock.
"Suck it..."
Shelton engulfed the head of Cena's cock in one move before working his way down the shaft an inch at a time. As his mouth moved up and down Cena's large hard cock his hands slid their way up the solid muscled body of Cena searching for the erect nipples that perched themselves on Cena's pecs. Shelton soon found them and as his mouth continued to move up and down Cena's cock his fingers began to gently pinch and tweak Cena's nipples.
"I wanna fuck you man..."
Shelton reluctantly pulled himself off of Cena's cock and smiled up at the champ before pulling him in for another kiss. Again the two men allowed their tongues to slide over one another and explore deep into each other's mouths.
"How can I say no to you!"
Cena flipped the two men again so that he was once again pinning Benjamin down onto the bed before he lifted Shelton's legs into the air exposing Shelton's dark tight hole. Carefully Cena guided the head of his cock to Shelton's hole before gently thrusting his hips toward Benjamin. As he pushed his dick into Benjamin Cena felt him tense slightly and heard Shelton moan in pleasure. And as his cock slid deeper into Benjamin Cena began to grind his hips up against Shelton's hot ass.
"Fuck me..."
"You want it hard man?"
"Fuck me hard John..."
Carefully Cena began to pull his dick out of Benjamin before violently thrusting back into him forcing a grunt to escape Shelton's mouth. He repeated the process again this time thrust back in with more force, and again and again each time thrusting harder and harder. Within no time his the sound of his hips slapping against Shelton's ass was filling the room with a quick and hard beat.
"You like this man?"
"Harder..."
Cena smiled to himself before doing as requested and picking up the pace and the force. Thrusting his cock harder and deeper into Shelton then he had the previous night whilst looking down at the intense look of pleasure that was spread across the face of Benjamin. Soon both men were crying out as the pleasure grew and grew.
"I want you to cum on me John..."
Cena continued to pound Shelton's ass as he held back his load but he knew that in less then a minute he would need to pull out to shoot his load of the sweaty black body in front of him.
"Cum on me John...cum on me..."
Cena pulled his cock from Shelton's ass just his hot thick load shot from his dick. The white liquid landed on Shelton's hard abs and chest as Cena knelt on the large bed for a moment panting. Then his attention moved to Shelton's still hard cock and without warning his mouth closed around the large cut head and he heard Benjamin stifle a moan.
Quickly Cena swallowed Shelton's shaft down inch by inch, burying his nose in the dark trimmed hairs at the base of Shelton's cock. And he maintained his speed as his mouth moved up and down the large black cock, slobbering over Benjamin's dick bringing Shelton closer and closer to shooting his load. And then Benjamin's load exploded from his cock, deep into Cena's mouth and throat. For a moment Cena gagged on the liquid before swallowing it down.
For a moment the two men sat in silence panting slightly but the clock was ticking away and Cena had a meeting to get to.
"I've gotta go take a shower man..."
"Really? Me to!" Shelton shared a wicked little grin with Cena before both men climbed out of the bed and headed toward the bathroom...
Masters disconnected the call and threw his phone onto the bed.
The news that Cena had a new conquest to report had not been completely unexpected, in fact it had no been unexpected at all and in reality it made no difference. Masters knew that baring a miracle he had this bet sown up and that it was only a matter of time until he was collecting his prize.
Slowly he allowed the image of John Cena's tight pert ass creep into his minds eye and felt his dick starting to stir at the mere thought of that fine piece of meat. He knew that when the time finally came to pound Cena's ass he wouldn't be able to hold back or stop himself. Over the course of the past few days Cena's ass had become his Holy Grail and he would no rest until he had it. Cena would become just another name to add to his list of conquests.
Masters was pulled out of his thoughts but the vibrations of his cell phone. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before reaching down and taking the phone. A quick glance at the caller ID brought a smile to his face as he pressed the green answer button.
"Hey, how you doing?"
"I'm doing ok, I guess..."
"You guess?"
"I would be a lot better if you were here with me right now letting me worship that big hard hot body..."
"You didn't get enough last night bitch?"
"Who could ever get enough of you?"
Masters couldn't help smiling to himself in the space of one night he had conquered Randy Orton and now the so-called Legend Killer was getting ready to beg for the Masterpeice's cock. And Masters would make him beg, the begging was all part of the fun.
"Are you going to be free later on?"
"I don't know, probably not."
"Not even free for me to get down on my knees and worship that perfect dick of yours?"
"Now that all depends on whether my bitch is going to be a good boy and give up his ass to his master..."
"You know I will..."
"Then I might be able to fit you in but then again I might not. I'll let you know!"
Again Masters disconnected the phone before throwing back onto the bed, Randy would keep he had to deliver a crushing defeat to Cena first and hitting Orton's ass again wouldn't score him any points. Besides he had a meeting with Cena to get to and before then he needed a shower and some breakfast...
Cena kissed Shelton one last time in the door way before reluctantly pulling away and heading down the hotel corridor with his gym bag slung over his shoulder. It had been one hell of a morning with Shelton but as he left his hotel room and made his way down to the lobby of the hotel the full meaning of Master's call this morning hit him. Masters had another video to show him, which meant Masters had scored another point and was still in the lead.
"You never call, you never write, what's a guy supposed to think...?"
Cena stopped mid stride and turned on his heels into the face of Kurt Angle. The two men shared a smile before Cena took a short step back and put some air between them.
"How you doing Johnny boy?"
"Not bad K, you?"
"I'm good..."
Without warning Kurt pulled Cena into him and the two men were kissing. Cena dropped his bag to the floor as Kurt took control of the kiss and had him pinned up against the wall of the corridor, his hands desperately running over Cena's upper body and pulling at the rappers shirt.
"Hey...Kurt...Kurt...What you doing...?"
"Shut up John! No talking!"
Kurt dropped down to his knees as he spoke and his hands were quick to rip the jean fly of Cena open and dive into find his cock.
"Look Kurt..."
"I said no talking John!"
Angle pulled Cena's semi-erect cock from the confines of the jean shorts and was quick to swallow it in one quick motion and as Kurt's mouth continued to expertly work at his cock Cena let the pleasure take over...
Masters wrapped the towel around his waist as he stepped out of the bathroom and into the rest of his hotel room.
"I was starting to think you'd drowned in there..."
As the water from his shower continued to drip down his large muscled frame Masters took in the sight of a half naked Randy Orton lying on his bed with a large grin on his face.
"What are you doing here?"
"If there is one thing you should know about me Chris it is that I won't take no for an answer..."
Orton pulled himself up from the bed and all but pounced on the still damp figure of Chris Masters. The two men were locked in a kiss almost instantly and Orton's hands were quick to find the lose knot Masters had tied in his towel, within seconds the white piece of cotton had fallen to the floor and Orton had pulled away from the kiss the two men were sharing. Slowly Orton's tongue followed the path of a droplet of water as it fell down Master's neck and onto his large pec muscles and toward one of Masters hard nipples.
Orton's tongue was soon circling Master's nipple before his mouth closed around it and gently he began to suck on the hard skin as his teeth lightly bit down on it. As he worked on the nipple he felt Master's hands close around the top of his head and begin to push him down, Orton did not fight the force and allowed Masters to guide his head down his hard toned body until he reached the base of the masterpieces hard cock, here Orton took over once more.
Lightly his tongue flicked at the base of the cock before following one of the thick veins up the hard piece of meat toward the soft purple head of the cock. Quickly his mouth surrounded the head of Masters cock and he began to guzzle the large piece of meat down. Soon Orton had devoured the entire cock and was once again working his way back up the shaft before again swallowing the large piece of meat down. Again he repeated this process as the low murmurs and moans of Masters filled the room.
After just a few short minutes of working Masters cock Orton pulled his mouth from the dick and once again let his tongue take over. Slowly it circled Masters head before running back down the shaft and flicking at the smooth low hanging balls of Chris Masters. Gently Orton took Masters balls into his mouth and began to suck on them, lightly at first but as the groans of Masters began to grow he sucked harder and harder.
As his mouth encased Masters balls he felt the large muscle stud's hands working their way down his back toward his tight pert ass. It took just a few seconds for Masters hands to slap down on the brief covered skin of Orton and just a little longer for Masters hands to slip beneath the waist band of Orton's brief and grab at the hard ass beneath them.
And as Orton once again went to work on Master's dick, his tongue snaking around the base of the shaft before moving back up toward the head Masters slipped a single finger into Orton's hole and began to work at opening the tight hole.
The two men stayed locked like this for a minute or two before Masters pulled Orton from his cock and lifted him back to his feet. Again the two men kissed, this time Masters was in complete control as he pinned Orton's tongue to the base of his mouth whilst his hands worked their way down the toned body of Orton tweaking his nipples for a moment before taking the waist band of Orton's black briefs and pulling them down.
"Fuck me Master..." Orton was begging and Masters was in no mood to play games.
Quickly he took Orton and bent him over the edge of the king sized bed exposing the tight hole between the pert muscled ass of the Legend Killer. Slowly he guided the head of his thick cock to the hole so that it was resting between the pert checks and pushed his cock into the hole.
Orton cried out as Masters cock slid into his hole and the strange mixture of pain and pleasure spread through his body. The pain quickly began to subside as Masters began to thrust in and out of his hole, growing in strength and pace with each thrust of his hips.
"You like this pretty boy?" As he spoke Masters grabbed what there was of Orton's hair and pulled him so that his back was arched and the two men were looking into one another's eyes. "Is my pretty little bitch enjoying himself?"
"Oh yes...fuck yes Master!"
Masters pushed Orton's face back toward the bed as he continued to fuck his tight hole. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed a fuck this much and he was intent on making the most of the feeling of his dick sliding in and out of Orton's tight little hole.
"My pretty little bitch loves his masters cock don't you?"
"Yes master, I love it! I worship your big hard cock!"
"I'm going to cover your pretty boy face with my cum bitch, you'll like that won't you?"
"Yes master. I'll love it master, cover me in your cum sir..."
Masters pulled his cock from Orton's ass and flipped Orton onto his back before pulling him from the bed to the floor. Quickly Orton rose to his knees as Masters hand worked at his cock.
"Here it comes pretty boy..." Masters load shot from his cock and covered Orton's face as Masters stood over Orton panting slightly. "Now pretty boy, I have to go..."
Cena cried out as another load shot from his cock and into the mouth of Kurt Angle and for a moment he leant against the thin wall of the hotel corridor with his eyes closed trying to regain control of his breathing.
"Wow Kurt...wow..."
Angle wiped off a small stream of Cena's cum that was running down his chin before licking it from the back of his hand.
"You enjoyed that huh?"
"Yeah..."
"Good. You remember to give me a call sometime soon, yeah..."
Cena simply smiled to himself as he watched Angle walk back down the corridor from where ever it was he'd come from. Quickly he glanced at his watch and entered the elevator. He had places to be and people to see!
"Well...well...well take your time getting here!"
Cena had arrived at the gym on time, Masters meanwhile was strolling in a good twenty minutes after the arranged meeting time.
"Yeah, I got...held up!"
"So I see!"
The two men stood for a moment in silence before Cena slipped his hand into his gym bag and produced a tape.
"How many points?"
"One..."
The smile that filled the face of Masters was not the reaction Cena had expected or wanted.
"This...this is worth another two..." Masters handed over his own tape and the smile on his face only grew. "Now unless I'm mistaken that puts me at 6 and you at 4. Which means you've got one day to get three pieces of ass, good luck John, you're going to need it!"
And with these words Masters patted Cena on the ass and winked before heading off to the locker rooms.
The Standings (with just two more parts before the finale)
Masters - 6
Cena - 4
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