A good champion needs to know that those around him are happy and for Finn Balor.. keeping people happy happened in many different ways. Especially when someone like Tyler Breeze is always roaming around.

Skin slapped against cold, hard steel as NXT Champion, Finn Balor, found himself pushed against the lockers as soon as he entered the locker room following a successful match. The air ripped from him from the force, unable to take in his surroundings at first, two hands pinning his shoulders to the lockers. His eyes blinked rapidly under the bright lights hung above him as he pulled his wits together enough to look at his attacker.. Tyler Breeze. Only, there was something in Tyler's eyes that suggested this wasn't about trying to take Finn out or hurt him.. it was something that Finn has seen many of men have around here - frustration.

'You think you're great, don't you? Getting everyone hot and bothered over you.. wanting to fuck you? I've seen the way people talk about you. It's the way they should be talking about me.'

The blonde spat as Finn placed his hands, palm up into the air as incentive for Tyler to relax. Incentive, well taken. No longer pinned, Finn glanced over the man in front of him that was dressed simply in shorts and flip-flops, every inch of his torso bare and exposed. Compared to Finn's boots and wrestling trunks.. they weren't dressed that much different and that made for quite the thought. He knew Tyler's frustration was sexual, in all his time, the guy never seemed to hang around anyone that could potentially be a significant other, let alone a fuck buddy for that manner and he was simply lashing out. Stepping closer, he caressed Tyler's face in one hand, pulling him into a kiss.

Tyler tensed, caught by surprise but not in any rush to fight as he opened his mouth to give way for Finn's tongue that was soon penetrating. A moan slipped out, egging Finn to continue his assault as he slipped his free hand into Tyler's shorts, fingers roaming until they found a place between the blonde's ass cheeks. Teasing the tender hole that granted access inside of him, Finn withdrew his hand much to the dismay of the other man, groan of displeasure to match.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Tyler's eyes finally broke from Finn's as his eyes wandered down the body of the NXT Champion. Firm pecs, nipples already semi-stiff and abs that just begged to be grinded against, it was the straining erection in Finn's already hardly fitted trunks that caught his eye the most. Without consideration, his hands reached forward to help remove the obstacle in his way. The tips of his fingers slipped into the waistband as he pulled the front of Finn's trunks down enough to allow his erection to spring free, drool beginning to overtake his mouth. A good 6 1/2 inches, there was thickness. The kind of thickness where a hand can wrap around but not entirely close and Tyler was lost in the smooth skin that showed off a couple of prominent veins.

Slipping onto his knees, Tyler took Finn's member in hand, using his thumb to rub just under the mushroom head as the rest of his fingers stroked up and down the length. Finn groaned in pleasure, his thumbs slipping into his waistband to lower his trunks completely.. the cool air hardening his nipples and adding sensitivity to his balls that hung heavy and swollen. Closing his eyes, Finn let the pleasure consume him as he felt his tip enter a warm, velvety mouth. Swirling his tongue around the head, Tyler began to slowly take Finn inch by inch as his nose brushed pubes. Inhaling, he couldn't help but take in the musk Finn offered as he began to pull back, setting an enjoyable pace for the blowjob being given.

Holding Tyler's head, Finn slowly pumps forward, savoring every ounce of pleasure the tongue being dragged up his shaft can offer as he's received good head before.. but nobody has quite sucked his dick like Tyler.

Speeding up, that familiar fire builds inside Finn, Tyler removing his mouth long enough to properly worship the neglected balls of the man being worshipped. Taking each one into his mouth, he gently sucks them before shifting focus back to the task at hand. Flicking his tongue across the slit of Finn's dick, he's quick to swallow the precum.

'Mm.. the rest better taste just as good..'

Wrapping his lips back around the head, Tyler softly moans across the shaft as a dull throbbing begins, Finn holding back much to the blonde's enjoyment. Keeping his mouth wrapped around just the head, Tyler wraps a hand around the base of the shaft, pumping it manually as he orally works over the rest.

Working both his hand and his mouth faster, Finn's moans fill the room as any ounce of self-control once had has now gone out the door, bucking his hips to get the most pleasure he can out of the man working him over.

'Ah.. ah, bloody fuck.. Tyler. I'm.. I'm gonna cum.. ah, fuck.'

With shaky, unsteady legs holding him up, Finn manages to barely get the warning out through gasped breathes as Tyler manages to flick his tongue underneath the head of the shaft before a final throb offers release. A hard gush of semen jolts from Finn's shaft and a gutted cry escapes the NXT champion's mouth as he reaches the climax he's been holding off on.

Shot after shot, Tyler continued to slowly pump Finn's shaft as he swallowed what he could of the semen filling his mouth.. some dribbling out the corners of his mouth and down his chin. His tongue swirled the head as he began to clean to slowly softening dick inside his mouth. A soft pop has he detaches his mouth from the organ, Tyler wipes the semen off his chin with his thumb, sucking on it to clean, why waste something so good?

Still on his knees, Tyler glances up to lock eyes with Finn, who takes his half-hard dick into his own hand, pumping slowly.

'I don't think we're done yet.. do you?'

'..not by a long shot Finn, not by a long shot..'