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Down in Austin, Texas, Brock Lesner had just stepped out the elevator in his crispy black and white suit. Looking fresh and ready to go to the Arena when John approached him.
John: Yo Brock man. You know about fixing cars?
Brock: Maybe. Whats up?
John: Yo, my limo broke down man. (walks him to his limo)
As John walked ahead of him, Brock got a glance of that fat muscle ass he's been thirsting for since they first trained together. He looked up and noticed John noticed him and both smiled on the way.
John: (approaching the vehicle Usually I can fix stuff like this, no problem, but this...
Brock's mind was blown, again, as he now dazzled at the broken down limo. Not only is it smoking a little from the front engine, but it's also leaking auto fluid.
Brock: Oh shit.
John: Exactly dude. My driver called an Auto Repair man but he said it's gonna take a minute to get here. My trainer is almost to the arena and I got like 15 minutes `til I have to start training. Shit man!
Brock: Look (puts hand over his shoukder) Just ride with me man. I'm on my way now.
John: (relieved) Thank you man (slap hands)
Brock: I'mma have my driver pull up next to you alright?
John: Aight. I'mma get my stuff out the trunk now.
Moments after they left the hotel, both been silent as they gazed out the window. Both fantasizing about each other, but don't know how to make the first move. Both shook with their dicks growing in their pants. Brock reminiscing on the time he caught a glimpse of John's ass once.
Randy Orton was visiting his locker room while he got dressed for their 6-Man Tag Team Match: John Cena, Randy Orton, and Brock Lesner vs Kane, Big Show, and Triple H. They just left the locker room when they decided to go get John and walk to the back of the entrance together. When they approached John's door, they didn't knock, or yell for him, Brock just opened the door. Luckily for them, John had music playing so he didn't hear them as he had his back to him, oiling up his naked body. His whole bare back was to both the boys and they gazed deeply into that perfect piece of booty. Both their dicks grew. Brock started stroking his hard on through his trunks as Randy did the same, but started playing with Brock's booty in his trunks. Brock stopped him immediately.
Brock: (whispered) Not now dude!
John, on the other side of the limo, was fantasizing about that same situation. While greasing his sexy muscle toned body, he heard Not now dude!" in a loud whisper. He didn't turn his head completely after hearing it to see Brock and Randy. Didn't want to scare them away `cause he wanted this to happened and had put on a little show for them as he oiled and stroked his cock for a few minutes. Both their jaws dropped witnessing him do this. Brock looked back and saw Randy stroking his fat 7inch dick beside him in the door way, fiercely and furiously. Brock pulled out his hard, thick 6inches and started stroking real good too. Not as fast.
John took his oil and started rubbing it, as good as he could, down his own back. Tracing his finger down his spine slow and sensually. When bending down and reaching down his ass-crack, exposing his tight pink pucker, he heard silent moans from Randy Orton who immediately busted at the site. Cumming all over the carpet over him. He leaned on Brock for support as he continued to cum, moaning in Brock's ear who also immediately squirted all over the carpet behind John, Silently cumming with his eyes cloths. As both stood there, watching their breaths, they feel another hand on their shoulders. They looked back to seeing Vince McMahon. Both quickly threw their cocks back into their trunks
Both: (silently) Shit!
Vince: My office, both of you after the match.
Both quickly, as they turned red with embarrassment, ran to the entrance. Vince walked to the door, looking at the cum on the floor. John looked back to seeing Vince, without a worry. Just smiling in which Vince had returned the same as he adjusted his cock.
Vince: I'll see you later too boy.
As Brock glance out the window, thinking about that night, he awakes to John's hand caressing his thigh.
John: You alright bro?
Brock: Yeah... (comes up with a lie) I just miss my girl.
John: Shit. I know how you feel. I miss my wife too. Been kinda lonely.
Brock: I bet. I miss the way she touches me.
Right when he says that, John glances at him as he started caressing Brocks hard cock in his pants suit.
John: Like this?
Brock: Yeah.
Brock looks at John as John touches him gently and affectionately and he starts to unbutton his shirt. John gets on his knees on the seat next to him and pulls down his shorts, revealing his thick 7.5inch brick dick. Mesmerized, Brock touches the cock causing John to shiver from his cold hand and for both to laugh at John's reaction. Softly, he strokes John's dick and plays with his hairy nuts, and when so, John caressed Brocks nipples with his big, but gentle, fingers. He soon kissed the wide and sexy bare chest of Brock who lets out a moan as John pinched and licked them wet before undoing Brocks pants. Brock rubbed John's back from under his shirt up and down. John kissed his abs, kissed his lower body, kissed his muscled thighs. Brock opened his legs, inviting him in between. John yanked at his underwear and Brock's cock popped from in them. John continued to kiss his thighs as he reached for both his and John's cock.
Driver: Halfway there.
Brock: (As John's stroking his dick) Ok.
Brock watched as John sucked his good dick. Starting with the head, licking his way down his stem over, and over again.
Brock: Fuck yes.
John put it back in his mouth and started bobbing his head. Brock put his hands on John's head and quickly picked up on his speed and thrust out of his seat. Brock was so into it, he made John gag. Causing him to bounce right off and caught away. When so, Brock snatched him by the arm and forced encouragement on him to finish sucking him off. John got himself together and put it back in his mouth.
Brock: Yeahh... You like this did don't'cha? Moan on dick bitch. Fuck yes.
John took the dick out his mouth and started to suck all the spit that ran off the dick and onto Brock's hairless balls. Brock then lifted his legs and that gave John acess to eat out of his tight boi pussy. Once kiss and it gave Brock shivers.
Brock: (chuckles) Shit...
John ate like it was his last supper. Providing Brock with so much stimulation, it was incredible. Beyond Brock's fantasies. John invaded his ass with his tongue. He nibbled on it for a while and worked his way back up to Brock's cock. He started smooching the head and licking the pre-nutt. When placed in his mouth again, Brock got into position and face fucked him furiously. Not caring how hard his balls was slapping against John's chin.
Brock: AHHHHH!!! AHHHH FUCK!! UHHHH!!!! I'mma cum!
Brock thrust `til his knees gave out and came all in John's mouth. First shot squirted all the way to the back John's throat and kept hitting that same spot until he was almost completely drained. Brock's eyes rolled and he fell out on the seat. Tired and John continued to suck until he knew he was finished.
Then John hopped back onto his seat and started stroking his dick. When Brock finally came back to life, he started fondling John's and balls and then John's pucker. John started stroking his shit faster and faster. Brock lifted John's shirt and started licking his nipples too . Then he stopped, made John spread his legs wide and started eating out his candy too. Once Brock started, John felt like he slipped into another dimension. Brock stopped sucking his ass and got hold of John's dick. Stroking it until a river came out that shit.
John: (in a high tone and breathlessly) Uhhh!! Uhh!!
John shot globs of nutt all over his abs and onto Brock's hands. The next few landed in Brock's mouth who engulfed his dick and sucked it until the last drop. John was completely spent.
Brock: I love your dick. (smiles)
John: (smiles and chuckles) I love yours too.
Brock worked his mouth up for a nice little kiss. When both of them stopped smooching, they smiled. Then Brock looked out the tented window to realize their at the stadium. Immediately, both got dressed.
John: I never knew you were such the ass eater man.
Brock: (hands him a hotel key) You should come on up after the show and I can really show you what this monster can do.
John: Why we never did this during training?
Brock: We doing it now aren't we?
Brock then laid another on John's lips before re-buttoning his shirt. John was all set.
John: I'll see you. (kisses Brock)
Brock: Alright. (kisses back)
John hopped out the limo, grabbed his bags, and jogged to his locker room. Brock got himself dressed, but wondered where his driver was at. He worked his way to the Driver's window. It was open and he saw his Driver knocked the fuck out. His pants was low, his uncut cock was out, and he had cum all over his exposed hairy chest.
Brock: Wake up! (Driver wakes up; Brock laughs) We gotta go.
Brock then reach over the Driver, swiped a few fingers full of cum and ate it before getting out the limo to meet up with his Manager, Paul Haymen. Licking his fingers clean.
iiiEnd!!!
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