Climax
A/N:Yes, probably the first Striker/Grisham story here on . I like to call them, StrikeIsham... Stoopid couple name, I know, but hey, it works! BTW, I do not like Josh. No one should.... Seriously! Another BTW, I would like to thank for being one of the very few Todd Grisham lovers on this site. She is so cool! ILY to death, girly!
Disclaimer:I do not own WWE, Josh Matthews, Todd Grisham or Matt Striker... I would only take two of those things anyway!
Pairing:Todd Grisham/Matt Striker and slight *Shudders as she writes this* Josh Matthews/Matt Striker
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Matt Striker looked down at his boyfriend, Josh Matthews, who was giving him quite the mediocre blow job. His "old friend" Todd gave much, much better ones. Okay, he was more like a friend with benefits. Very good benefits.
Matt could imagine it now. How Todd's skilled, pink tongue licked up and down his cock, swirling over the head. When those innocent brown eyes peered up into crystal blue ones. God, how Todd would deep throat him, never being the one to have gag reflexes.
Finally, at his climax, Matt screamed,"Oh god, Todd!"
And everything just seemed to slow down. Matt gulped and looked down, seeing the angry look on Josh's face,"You jerk!"
Josh got up from his knees and slapped Matt in the face,"How dare you think of Todd while I'm giving you head! You prick! We're through!" He quickly got out the door, not even bothering to close it.
Matt held his cheek and thought about what just happened,"Wow. Nice one Striker. Real Nice. Now what??"
Todd rolled his eyes as he saw Josh Matthews, his mortal enemy, storming down the hotel hallway. He was fuming and throwing his hands in the air and-"Dude, you've got some ranch on your chin!"
Josh turned his glare towards Todd, who was laughing at his own perverted joke,"You! You tramp! I hate you!"
Todd was taken aback by the shorter, chubbier man's outburst,"Oh, what's wrong, Joshy? PMSing again, pudge?"
"NO! My now ex-boyfriend Matt freaking Striker screamed your name during sex!"
"He did?" Todd raised his eyebrow at this. After his move to Smackdown, the two never really talked. Sure, a phone sex call or two, but that was about it. Todd didn't know Matt would do something like that. The very thought made him blush.
Josh scowled his ugly little scowl,"Yes, he did! So you can have him, tramp! I'm gonna find a new roommate!"
Todd smirked as Josh walked off,"I hope you find someone who'll pay for you! Fifty cents is quite alot for you, tubby!"
Matt held his head in his hands, sighing loudly,"Great. Now I'm alone, my cheek hurts, and I can't get Todd out of my head."
The pictures swam through his skull. Todd swimming at the hotel pool, his Superman trunks always riding down. The lucid, pleasure twisted face he'd get when he was at his climax. The way he blushed when Matt discovered the secret tattoo on his-
Knock Knock Knock
Matt looked up at the doorway to see Todd standing there, eyebrow raised,"I don't know if I should be complimented or insulted."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, complimented that you were thinking of me during sex, insulted that you were thinking of me while having sex with JOSH."
Matt rubbed the back of his head,"Well, you should be complimented, because I was thinking of your blow jobs instead of his horrible ones."
Todd chuckled and went up to Matt, kissing him,"Well then, thank you."
Matt smirked and pulled Todd down onto the bed,"Your welcome." He pulled off one of Todd's shoes and through it at the door, hitting just right so that it closed.
"Wow, that was cool."
"It's what I do, babe. It's what I do."
THE END!
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A/N:YES! It's done! Finally! I have another one on the way (LOL it sounds like I'm prego!). Anyway! Bye'cha! ~ Duckii