Request from della-dolll

Imagine Dolph Ziggler and CM Punk having been watching Chris Jericho for hours, days and nights at WWE. They have both had dreams on being with the older man but neither wanted to confront him because he was to mainstream. So both made a deal that they would kidnap Jericho, and they will fulfill there dreams by raping him. They kidnap him and take him back to Punk's room have their way with him. They threaten him after that to not tell anyone, and that they are going to be doing this a lot more often.

For days on end Dolph Ziggler and CM Punk have been keeping a very close eye on Chris Jericho. Though Ziggler and Punk were complete opposites, their dream for wanting to be with Chris brought the two closer together. They would always talk about how amazing Chris was. From his wrestling ability to his personally and looks. They even shared their fantasies with each other. When it came to actually speaking up about how they felt towards him, neither of them wanted to, because of how mainstream Chris was, with wrestling, his band, his radio show, hosting TV shows. The older wrestler was always talked about outside of the ring. One night Punk and Ziggler were sitting around on Punk's locker room watching Jericho on Raw. They talked about their latest fantasy.

"I'm gonna kidnap him if he keeps smiling like that." Dolph joked about the kidnapping, but it actually gave Punk an idea.

"You know that's not a bad idea."

"What?"

"We'll get some rope, tie him up. Take him to the locker room and bam he's ours for the night. It's not like we'll keep him forever. Think about it." Punk scooted closer to the blonde. "He'll be tied up, and we can do whatever we wanted to him."

Dolph imagined it in his head, and actually liked the idea of doing it.

"Deal." He pecked the other man's lips, sealing the deal.

The next week Jericho was on his way out of the arena. Almost everyone was already gone, or leaving as well.

"Hey Chris!" Dolph ran up to him, stopping him right by the door of Punk's locker room. "Do you have the time, my phone died."

"Yeah sure it's-" Chris was cut off my Punk who had gagged his mouth with a bandana. Dolph helped Punk with tying Chris with the rope, and dragging him into the locker room that belonged to Punk, locking the door and throwing him over the arm of the couch.

Chris was confused as to why these guys were doing this to him, but it take long for him to figure out as pulled down his jeans, and stripped themselves down. Chris couldn't even defend himself or scream for help. He felt helpless and he hated feeling like that. There was no way of stopping this so he just closed his eyes and waited for it to be over.

Chris bit at the fabric in his mouth feeling one of the guy's cock shove inside him from behind.

"Fuck Chris, you feel just like I imagined you would." He heard Dolph groan out.

"Move it's my turn." Punk pushed Dolph away and plunged himself into Chris.

Again Chris bit down on the fabric, the pain was unbearable at first, but after a while of the two going back and forth, he got used to it.

Dolph and Punk kept alternating, groaning about how good it felt to finally be able to have their way with the man of their dreams. After they finished they pulled their pants back up and his, before turning him over onto his back, and pushing him down on the couch.

"Tell anyone and we'll break both of your legs." Punk threatened him as he slowly took away the bandana from the male's mouth.

"Yeah, and whole lot more of this is going to be happening." Dolph smirked as they started to untie Chris.