April 14 2014 RAW

It was a Monday night after a live episode of Raw and most of the wrestlers and WWE staff had already exited the arena. Three men entered a spacious locker room, pulling a struggling John Cena along with them. It was a historical night for the WWE and the members of the newly reunited Evolution. John fought the ropes binding his strong arms behind his back, trying to see through the black blindfold tied over his eyes. Three pairs of leering eyes took in the WWE golden boy's bare chest, glistening with sweat from his time in the ring.

Hunter smirked and grasped John's jaw in his large hand. "You gonna play nice, Boy? Evolution is going to show you who the top dogs are around here."

John tried to scream but the sound was muffled by a thick cloth tied between his lips. Hunter chuckled, turning to Randy Orton, his protege as Dave Batista was holding the helpless Cena still. "Go lock the door, Randy. We don't need any..." His hand trailed down to brush over John's covered cock, earning an indignant grunt from the bound wrestler. "Interruptions to stop our fun. We need a proper reunion celebration."

Randy smirked at the bound John as he locked the door. He walked over to John and ran his hand down the muscular body. He loved the feel of all those muscles straining to break free from the rope. "Calm down, Cena. You are not going anywhere. You are our prize for the night and you might as well just accept it."

Dave stepped forward and pulled the blindfold off John. He laughed out loud at the glare John was unleashing at them. "What's the matter Johnny? Don't you want to play?" Dave ran his hands down John's chest and down to the rim of his jeans. He quickly unbuttoned and pushed them down, leaving John in his underwear. Wrapping his hands around John's body he squeezed the large bubble butt. "I know I want to play."

John glared daggers at the nerve of the three men who had grabbed him. He had only been minding his own business in his locker room resting after his promo with Bray when he had felt three pairs of hands subdue him. Hunter gave a dark laugh. "I love a stubborn bitch...So, Boys. What do you want to do first? He is a hot piece of ass and he's all ours to play with. He isn't going anywhere. Right, John?"

"Muck Mou!" John fumed from behind his gag, jerking his body in defiance.

Randy loved John's attitude. Only John Cena could be tied up, gagged and surrounded by men ready to fuck him blind and still have be this combative. Randy grabbed John's underwear and pulled it down, leaving Cena naked. He slapped John's bare ass, enjoying the

indignant grunt that came from their captive. "Now, now, Johnny. That's not nice."

Dave laughed, seeing the bright red hand print on Cena's ass. He slapped John's ass himself, enjoying the mark his hand left behind. "Besides, I think we will be the ones fucking you." Dave stepped back and admired the nude form of their captive, laughing out loud when he saw that John was starting to get hard. "Look,Boys. I think our toy is enjoying himself."

John's face flushed as he realized the men were all seeing how aroused he was becoming at their treatment. A small part of him loved having his strength stripped away, being rendered helpless and at Evolution's mercy. Hunter studied John a moment before reaching over to slap his reddened ass hard. John jumped, a moan slipping past his gagged lips before he could stop it. "Yeah, I think you're right, Dave." Hunter told Batista. "He likes it a little rough."

Randy smirked as an idea went through his mind. "Well then Boys, who are we to deny him?" Grabbing John by the back of the neck, Randy pulled him over to the couch and bent him over the arm, leaving his ass in the air. "I think Johnny here deserves a nice, hard spanking for all he's done to aggravate us over the years. For example, Dave I bet you would like to get back at him for your last match. He humiliated you before you left."

Dave thought about his last match with John and felt himself get angry all over again. "You're right, Randy. I think he needs to be punished. However, I want him to beg for his punishment first." Dave pulled John's face up and looked him in the eyes. "I want to hear you beg us to spank your ass. If I take off this gag and anything other than than a plea for your spanking comes out of those lips I promise you that you will be sorry. You know what I'm capable of."

John knew he was outnumbered and unable to fight back with his hands tied, resting above his exposed ass. When Dave pulled the gag off he swallowed his pride, trying to avoid getting beat up. "Please, spank me." He spoke in a low tone, hating how submissive he sounded but his cock twitching in excitement as his body betrayed him.

Dave smiled, enjoying watching the Cenation leader beg for a spanking. Dave brought his hand back and spanked John's ass hard, watching as the bubble butt in front of him turned red. Unable to stop himself he spanked John over and over again, not stopping until Randy grabbed his hand. "Hold up Dave, don't forget about Hunter and I." Dave stepped back as Randy motioned for Hunter to step up behind John. Randy pulled John's head up again and hissed, "Beg for Hunter to spank you and beg loudly. None of this whispering shit."

John could not stop shivering from the intense look in Randy's eyes. "Please, Hunter...spank me!" He cried out before realizing he had given in.

"My pleasure." Hunter grinned as he began spanking John's already warm ass. He enjoyed the way the man's round butt moved with each blow. John Cena's butt was a work of art. After about 10 swats the older man's hand grew tired. "Your turn, Randy." Hunter smiled at his youngest team member. "Want to leave your hand print on Cena's ass?"

Randy stepped behind John and lets his hand fly. He loved the feeling of his hand bouncing off the bubble butt with each spank. He felt his body get more aroused when John let a moan slip out at one of his very hard spanks. Randy stopped spanking John and leaned over his back. "Are you enjoying this Johnny? Do you enjoy having Evolution put you in your place?" Reaching down Randy chuckled and stroked John's rock hard cock. "Judging from how hard you are I would say yes."

John could not resist bucking his hips and moaning at the contact. "Please, Randy. Untie me so I can touch myself." He pleaded. "I'm so fucking hard."

"Not yet, Randy!" Hunter piped up as he stroked his own hard cock. He had stripped out of his clothes while Randy worked. "I want to fuck his ass and make him beg first. No lube and no prep. Stubborn SOB is getting my cock dry."

Randy looked down at John and then shook his head at Hunter. "That's not a good idea Hunter. If you tear him open he will not be able to work and you know Vince will be pissed if John can't work. Do you really want to have explain to Vince that his top seller can't work because you tore him open?"

Hunter thought over Randy's words before sighing. "I guess you make a good point. " He went to retrieve a tube of lube, applying some to his cock. "Go ahead and strip down, Boys. You get his ass after I'm done." The Game pushed a finger slowly inside of John's ass to open him up. "Damn, he feels hot and tight. I can't wait to be buried inside him."

Randy stripped out of his wrestling gear and stood there stroking his cock, watching as Hunter slowly fingered John's ass. "That is so hot, Hunter. Listen to the little slut moan."

Dave stripped off his gear, enjoying the sound of Cena moaning. He sat down on the coach in front of the bent over John and pulled his head up, bringing his cock to John's lips."Suck my cock, Slut." Dave groaned as John immediately swallowed his cock.

Randy watched the scene in front of him and laughed darkly. He pulled John's head up so he could look Cena in the eye. "Look at you. The great Cenation leader bent over a couch taking it at both ends. If only your fans could see you. Could see their fan favorite is really just a giant slut desperate for cock."

John moaned at the Viper's demeaning words. For some reason they only served to heat him more. He tried to swallow as much of Dave's hard length as he could without gagging.

"Fuck, Cena looks hot choking on your dick, Dave." Hunter moaned as he replaced his fingers with his needy manhood. "Ohhhh yeah." He moaned deeply. "You guys have to feel this ass!"

Dave groaned as John sucked on his cock. "Forget his ass you should try his mouth. He is an amazing cocksucker." Dave began to thrust into John's mouth, enjoying the way John gagged and moaned. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to cumming so he reluctantly pulled out of John's mouth and got up. Randy immediately took Dave's place, shoving his large cock into John's mouth. Dave stood there watching the scene for a few minutes before he could take no more. "Hunter, hurry up. I want to try out the golden boy's ass."

Hunter moaned as the clenching of John's ass drove him over the edge. He pumped his hips as he filled the bound man before reluctantly pulling out. "Your turn, Dave. Make the slut moan."

John fought the ropes binding his hands as he slurped Randy's cock eagerly. He just needed to cum so badly! The three Alpha males were heating his blood beyond words. His cock stood up proudly, throbbing in need and begging to be touched.

Dave positioned himself behind John and thrust in hard. He groaned as his cock was surrounded in tight, hot heat. Dave spanked John's ass hard, groaning again as John tightened around his cock in response. "Damn Hunter, you were right. For a whore his ass is tight." Batista put one hand on each of John's hips and leaned over him. "Hold on tight, Slut." With that Dave began to pound into John like an animal.

John screamed around Randy's cock plugging his mouth as Dave hammered into him, the head of his cock striking his prostate with each thrust. It just all felt so good. Sweat poured down his face as his blue eyes looked up at the Viper, pleading for release. Hunter had felt good. Dave fucked him like a machine. It was pure heaven.

Randy laughed at look on John's face. "Poor Johnny boy. I bet you would like me to untie you so you can get some release?" He chuckled when John nodded frantically. "Too bad. You have to wait your turn."

Dave heard Randy's comments and smirked. He pistoned harder into John, ensuring he hit his prostate on every strike. After several minutes of hard thrusts Dave groaned and came inside John, adding his cum to Hunter's. He pulled out of John and motioned toward Randy. "Your turn."

Randy got up from the couch and lined up behind John. He pushed his hard cock inside John and started thrusting hard. John had already gotten him so worked up he knew he was not going to last long inside the tight heat. "Not going to last long, Slut. I am going to fill your ass with my cum." Randy spanked John's ass hard and when John tightened around him Randy groaned and added his cum to John's ass. Once he had filled John's ass he pulled out and stood next to his fellow Evolution members. "Well what do we do with the slut now?"

Hunter smirked as he began to redress. John was a sight bent over the couch, their combined cum running from his well used hole. "I say we leave him here like this for someone else to fuck."

"Please. No." John begged, panting and hard.

Randy shook his head. "We can't do that, Hunter. What happens if a friend of his finds him? They are going to want to know what happened and if little Johnny squeals on us it could get ugly." Randy looked at John with narrow eyes. "Why don't you two boys head back to the hotel and let me deal with him? I will make sure he does not say anything to anyone."

Hunter nodded slowly. "Okay, Randy. Thanks. I'll catch you later." The Game smirked at the bound John. "Thanks for the fun, Slut. You have a hot ass." He walked out along with Dave, leaving John and Randy alone.

Randy walked over to John and felt himself get hard again as he watched John struggle against the ropes. Walking up behind him Randy groaned as he saw the small trail of cum leaking from John's ass. He collected the leaking cum on his finger and gently pushed it into John's ass. "God, you look so hot like this." He pushed his finger in deeper and began stroking John's prostate. "I bet you are desperate to cum right now aren't you?"

If possible John grew harder at the demanding sound of Randy's voice. He was a strong guy but was unable to free himself, if anything they grew tighter. "When I tie my sluts they stay tied." The Viper had hissed into John's ear earlier and Randy had proved true to his word. "Please, I need to cum so bad!" John begged as Randy teased him. "Feeling you all fill me has me so damn horny. I'm ready to bust!"

Randy chuckled at John's pleas. "Sorry, you don't get to cum yet." He rubbed his now rock hard erection against John's back. "I am not done playing." Randy grabbed John by his tied hands and pulled him up. He led him over to the showers and turned one on. Once it was nice and hot he turned to John. "I am going to untie your hands. If you try to run away or touch yourself I promise you that you will be very sorry, Do you understand me, Boy?"

John shook his head yes. Normally a strong man who could out power anyone both in and out of the ring the dominance Randy was showing had him so turned on. "Yes...I won't run..or touch myself."

Randy smirked. "Good boy." Randy turned John around and untied his hands, bracing himself in case John tried to attack him or run away. He was pleasantly surprised when John just stood there with his head bowed, waiting for Randy's next order. Randy pushed John under the stream of water. "Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs." Once John had complied Randy stepped up behind him and pushed his hard cock inside John's hole again.

A sound passed John's lips as he felt Randy's thick length push inside him yet again. It was a deep, guttural moan filled with longing, passion and sexual frustration. He just felt so used, his sensitive ass ravaged but it was an adrenaline rush. "Please, fuck me!" He cried, his blue eyes squinting in pleasure.

Randy grabbed John's hips and began to thrust hard, giving John's aching body no mercy. He pounded his prostate, determined to turn the man in front of him into a begging, pleading mess. Feeling himself about to reach the edge for the second time Randy reached around John and grabbed his cock. Right before he came he demanded "Cum for me, now!"

John almost passed out as his body shook in release. Stream after stream of his cum coated Randy's hand as he screamed out his orgasm. "Fuck! Oh, damn!" He felt satisfied and spent as he slumped forward, glad the palms of his hands were against the wall for support, his heart racing and chest heaving from all he had experienced.

Randy leaned forward and placed a small kiss on John's back before he turned him around. Pulling John he kissed him hard. "Well, Baby Boy, what did you think? Did I make your fantasy come true?"

"Yes, Sir." A dimpled smile graced John's boyish features. "I've never came so fucking hard. It was amazing." John kissed Randy back with adoration in his eyes. "Thank you for sharing me with your friends, Master."

Randy smiled at his sub. "You're welcome,Baby. You owe me though. You have no idea how hard it was to convince Hunter and Dave to go through with this plan." Randy leaned down to kiss John again when he suddenly heard clapping. Turning around Randy looked to the door and groaned when he saw the three men standing there. How had they gotten in?

The three members of the Shield were smirking at the naked men under the shower.
"That was a mighty nice show, Boys. Now we want to join the party." Dean spoke up first. He looked over at his Dom. "Right, Sir?"

Roman just eyed John with his trademark smirk, imagining how good his bubble butt would feel wrapped around his cock. He wanted a piece of John Cena. "Looks like we caught you...red handed." He said at last. "I think we can work something out."

(Uh oh. Poor Johnny. Can his body...his ass take any more or will he tap out? Part Two coming soon.)