A/N: I would like to thank all of my readers and reviewers. Here is a new story for you guys. I know, I know. I have a lot of stories going, but my brain is in overdrive at the moment so bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

Chapter One

Mike's body ached and groaned as he entered into his room. Another night, another dollar. Alex sure did a number on him. He slowly limped to his bed and eased down. He slowly breathed as he reflected over his match with his former protege. The blond missed his friend, but he was glad for Alex's push. Hell, Alex even invited him out to celebrate to show no hard feelings. Mike declined saying that he wanted to just rest. The younger man understood and went out with the others from the Raw and SmackDown! roster. Before Mike left, he noticed how Cena caressed Alex's arm and the young man blushing. Mike just shook his head and left.

Now, he sat on the edge of his bed, body hurting. He slowly stood up and hissed. Mike stripped out of his clothes and limped to the bathroom. He ran himself a bath and made the water as hot as he could stand. The thirty-year-old slipped in and groaned in relief. The water felt really good. He sank down to his neck and stared at his toes.

Mike began to think about taking a vacation. He just wanted to rest, let his body recover the from the brutality of work. He sighed and closed his eyes. The blond thought about Cena and Alex, about the other couples in the industry. He felt a tug of loneliness at his heart. He had offers from both Divas and Superstars, but he would politely turned them down. Truth be told, Mike had someone, someone that he loved and cared about deeply. They kept their relationship a secret for years. There were many reasons for it, but the main one was that Mike did not want people thinking that he was with the man for a push or garner special treatment.

Mike sighed. When he saw his lover, his heart would always leap for joy. Now that he was back in the wrestling industry, the blond's heart and bed was always warm. He did not mind that he had to wait for him. The loving and cuddling was worth it.

The water became cool and Mike drained the tub. He stood up and stepped out. The pain was eased but for the moment. He dried off and went to his bag. He got out some painkillers and got himself a drink. When he was done, he threw off the towel and crawled into bed, sheets covering him, keeping him warm.

He stared at the ceiling and closed his eyes. His mind went to his man and he could feel himself getting hard. Mike sighed and sat up. Knowing that his lover would want to have sex, the blond made sure to pull out the lube and placed it on the nightstand.

His cell vibrated and he answered it. "Hey, Chris. What's up?"

"Just checking up on you. Alex shot me a text saying that you wanted to rest. You? Rest? What's up with that?"

"My body's hurting, dude."

"Take some painkillers and go out. Have fun."

"Listen, old man. I'm tired. I'm in pain. And I want to sleep."

"No...you need to get laid."

Mike laughed. "Please...not this again."

"I haven't seen you with anyone since you came to the WWE. I know you have a dick."

"I'm just not interested."

"Not even in me?"

"No...eww."

"Assclown."

"Whatever."

"I worry about you."

"I know but don't. Focus on Fozzy and have fun for the both of us."

"Will do. Have a great night."

"You too."

Mike stared at his phone and set his alarm. He made sure to put it on the charger. Mike laid back down and slowly drifted off to sleep.

…

Cena sat across from Randy. He listened to his friend and let his eyes wander to the dance-floor. Alex was sandwiched between the Bella Twins which caused the Champ to smirked.

"Oh...I see," Randy said with a smile.

"What?" Cena asked.

"How long?"

"Huh?"

Randy looked to Alex. "How long?"

"We've been going out for about a month," Cena answered. "We're finally sharing a room."

"WHAT?" Randy stared at his friend. "The Mighty John 'Casanova' Cena is actually taking it slow? Did Hell freeze over?"

"Only when you and Glenn started dating, Scruffy."

"Hey. I have you know that Glenn likes the facial hair."

Cena rolled his eyes and took a sip of his beer.

"So, what changed your mind?"

"Just got tired. I mean, I have the longest list of failed relationship than anyone in the industry."

"True."

"Enough's enough. I decided to take this slow in hopes that this relationship will last longer than two months."

"And?"

"I really like him."

Randy nodded.

"I mean...I really like him. I can actually see us having a future together."

"Wow. You've never had that with anyone." Randy sipped his beer. "So...have you two...?"

"Fucked? No."

Randy nearly choked on his beer. "Repeat that."

"We haven't had sex yet."

"Whose idea was that?"

"Mine."

"My baby boy is growing up." Randy feigned crying.

"Shut it."

Randy laughed. "Couldn't help it. Have y'all kissed yet?"

"Yeah. It was awesome."

"Like fireworks and seeing stars awesome?"

Cena smiled and nodded.

"Oh my God! My friend's falling in love."

"What?" Glenn asked as he sat down.

"John Cena is falling in love," Randy replied.

Glenn snorted, "Right."

"He hasn't had sex with him yet...and they've been dating for a month."

Glenn's eyes grew wide. "Whoa."

"They've kissed and that's about it."

"Wow. About time you pulled on your big boy pants."

Randy chuckled as Alex came on over. The young blond sat down next to Cena and held his hand under that table.

"You look good at there," John said.

Alex smiled as he blushed.

Glenn and Randy looked down, trying not to snicker.

"You ready to go?" John asked.

"Yeah," Alex said.

"Let me hit the head first and then we're out of here." John got up and went to the restroom.

"So...you and John," Randy said.

"John and you," Glenn replied.

Alex smiled.

"Have you two...?" Randy asked.

Alex shook his head. "But we have kissed. I'm hoping for more, but I like it this way. Slow going."

Glenn and Randy nodded.

John came back. "I paid our tab. Let's go."

Alex smiled and stood up. The two said their good-byes and made their way out.

"Your thoughts?" Glenn asked as he snaked his arm around Randy's waist.

"They'll do just fine," Randy said. He scanned the bar and noticed a few people staring after the new couple. "If outside forces don't break them apart."

Glenn raised an eyebrow. He scanned the area and sighed. "You don't think..."

"I don't know."

Glenn nodded and kissed Randy's temple. "You wanna get out of here?"

The Viper rolled his head to him and said, "I thought you never asked."

Both men stood up and Glenn went to pay. After which, they left for their hotel room.

…

The door opened to Mike's room and a figured walked in. He closed and locked the door behind him. He strode over to the bed and dropped his things. The man slowly stripped and pulled the covers away to reveal Mike sleeping on his stomach. The man stroked the young man's ass. Mike shifted. The man looked to the lube and chuckled.

He grabbed the bottle and lubed up his fingers. He snaked one arm underneath Mike and gently lifted his hips up. The man massaged the blond's pucker causing a moan to escape from Mike's lips. He slowly entered a finger. Mike sighed and fluttered his eyelids.

"Baby?" Mike called.

The man grunted.

Mike smiled.

Another finger entered.

Mike licked his lips and rocked against those meaty digits. "Need you."

The man chuckled. He pulled out his fingers and stroked himself, smearing his pre-cum, the lube on his fingers, and his lover's wetness all over his erection. He lined up against Mike's entrance and slowly pushed in.

Mike moaned as he tried to steady himself on his knees so his boyfriend did not have to hold him up. The man stilled when he was fully in. Mike loved the length and girth of his man. He was not too long nor too small. He was not too thin or too wide. It was just right. Like he was made just for Mike.

The blond pushed against his boyfriend, wanting more of him. The man started a slow thrust. He loved to tease his boyfriend. The young man mewled and clawed at the sheets. The man began to thrust faster and harder. He changed angles trying to find Mike's sweet spot.

"Right there," Mike screamed.

The man rammed the bundle over and over again. He reached for Mike's member and fisted him until white coated the sheets. The feeling of Mike's walls clamping down and the blond's pleasured moans caused his own sexual eruption. He grunted Mike's name and still pushed into his boyfriend until every drop of him was within Mike.

The man massaged Mike's hips before pulling his flaccid penis out. He wiped his hand on the sheets and laid down. Mike went and laid his head on his boyfriend's chest.

"I missed you, Steve," Mike said as he nuzzled into his boyfriend's chest. "I thought you would never come."

"I missed you too," Steve said as he ran his hand over his bald head. "I would call if I wasn't coming."

"I know." Mike stroked his chest. "I was thinking about taking some time off."

Steve looked at him. "Really?"

Mike nodded. "My body's killing me. I'm not taking anything long term. Just a week...maybe two. I know I can get away with a week."

"Okay. What do you want to do for that week?"

Mike looked up at him. "Spend time with you and relax."

Steve smirked. "You know...we won't be relaxing."

Mike kissed him. "I know...but it would be better than wrestling."

The bald man chuckled. "So...do you want to go up to the cabin?"

The blond buried his face into his boyfriend's chest.

"I take that as a 'yes'," Steve replied.

"You know how I feel about that cabin."

Stone Cold nodded. "That's why I asked."

"Remember last time we were there?"

"Two years ago and we broke the bed."

Mike blushed. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I had fun doing it and you had fun doing it too. It's all good. Carved up a new bed for us."

"Really?"

Steve nodded. "Can't wait to christen it."

"I bet you can't."

Mike kissed him again. Their tongues stroked against each, not in a battle for dominance but of love. They were lost in their own world until their lungs ached. Mike broke the kiss and panted. He stared at Steve with all the love in his eyes.

"I love you," Mike whispered.

"I love you too, babe," Steve replied.

Mike laid back down and caressed the man's muscular chest while Steve massaged his lower back. The blond finally yawned.

"Go to sleep," Steve urged.

Mike shook his head.

"Stubborn."

"Just like you." Mike tilted his head to look at him.

Steve nodded. "Yup."

"I'll call Vince tomorrow and see if I can get next week off after Raw."

"Then, I'll go up there sometime this week to get it stocked and ready."

"You want me to cook for you?"

"I would like that. I miss your cooking."

"I cooked for you like two weeks ago."

"I know...and I miss it."

Mike shook his head as his boyfriend chuckled. The blond loved the rumbling in Steve's chest as he chuckled or laughed or growled.

"I'll cook whatever you like," Mike stated.

Steve leaned up onto his elbows and grabbed the back of Mike's head. He kissed the young man. He settled back down with Mike's head on his chest. He pulled the sheets around them so they would not be cold during the night. Soon, Mike fell asleep. Steve stared up at the ceiling as he thought about some things. He smiled and kissed the top of Mike's head before closing his eyes to sleep.