AN: I do not own the members of the wwe.


The same night, Mike walked along backstage, still in his ring attire and still holding his Championship belt on top of his shoulder. He walked around, in search of the locker room so he can get ready and go back to the hotel. Tonight, he was riding home with Nick Nemeth. He was hanging out with him for a while now, they even slept together once or twice but he wasn't as happy as he anticipated. The thing with Mike was, he loved sleeping around with men, he didn't really believe in relationships since he joined the WWE, though he made sure that the people he slept with knew it was just for sex. If the sex was okay he'd move one to someone else faster than ever. But if the sex was spectacular he'd stick around then longer until he was bored with them.

Now, Nick Nemeth was a good friend of Mike's but he was growing bored with him. Mike told Nick he would be riding with him to the hotel, but he wouldn't be sleeping with him in the same room with him tonight. Now, he had never done this before but he contemplated going back with Kevin again. Or Randy. Out of everyone, they were the best in bed. And he had a better relationship with them than he did with everyone else that was for sure.

Soon the men's locker room was in view and Mike walked towards them, as he walked closer he noticed that the door was open; he stopped in his tracks as he thought he head a faint moaning sound in the distance. He looked around to see if anyone else was in the hallway with him, but he was alone. He walked slowly, closer to the locker room, and as he got closer the moans and groans got louder. It was from the locker room.

Curiously, Mike pushed open the door a little bit until he solved the mystery. His eyes grew wide as what he saw. Kevin was kneeling before Randy with his mouth around his cock. Mike froze in place, it was like his feet were glued to the floor, or like they were encaved in cement. He didn't know how to feel, there was a gut-wrencing feeling inside fo him he couldn't make out.

As he watched Kevin suck Randy off, he couldn't help but remember the time when he was in Kevin's place in front of Randy. The first time he had sex with Randy he was already very experienced, he remembered he continued to suck Randy off so that he came in his mouth and swallowed the whole load. When he saw Kevin failing to deep throat Randy he couldn't help but be humored by it. He pursed his lips together, trying to contain a laugh. Then Kevin sat on top of the bench and Randy slipped off his trunks, and he started to blow him as well.

As much as he wanted to leave them to their privacy, he couldn't help but watch the free show in front of him. He could feel himself growing hard as Randy ate Kevin out. He could just imagine Randy eating him out as well, or even Kevin eating him out too.

He had never seen Kevin being fucked before, so when Randy slowly penetrated him he started blushing. He mentally cussed himself as he felt his cheeks growing hot, he held his breath as he continued to watch patiently.

Suddenly, his championship belt started to slip off from his shoulder. It fell off, and Mike gasped as he caught it in the air. Feeling he would get caught, he rushed to the side, out of view and pressed his back against the wall. He thought he the two men would suddenly stop and someoen would come outside and investigate, but they kept going, obviously not away of Mike's gasp of exclamation.

Not bothering to go back and watch the show, Mike turned around and walked away. Mike held the belt in front of him, his erection still in tact.


When Mike went back to the hotel with Nick, he had gone back to his own room. Well, the room he was suposed to share with Kevin anyway. He felt guilty using Kevin for transportation he barely even hung out with him anymore. Mike dropped his bag onto the floor and he flopped on the bed in a huff. He grew confused at what he was feeling, was he jealous? Maybe so. He had never felt like this before.

Suddenly the door flew open, and Kevin walked in.

"Oh," Keivn said, looking at Mike. He was surprised he was in their room tonight; usually he would be out with someone else like every other night. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, um.." Mike hesitated, not knowing what to say. "I'm a little tired so I'm crashing here tonight."
"Really? O-Oh, well um...I would join you but I'm spending the night with someone tonight."

Mike shrugged as Kevin proceeded to gather a few things around the room. He knew who Kevin was spending the night with and it was the very man he fucked earlier tonight.

"So um...I-I'll see you tomorrow morning?"

Mike noddded to Kevin, pulling on an assuring smile to him. Kevin nodded back to him, turned around and opened the door. He proceeded to walk out of the hotel room until Mike called to him.

"Kevin!" Mike hollered out. When Kevin stopped and turned arounnd, Mike was already walking up to him.
"You okay?" Kevin asked, confused.

Mike bit his lip as he looked up at him. He hesitated for a moment but he took the chance and got on his toes. Kevin's eyes grew wide as Mike kissed him on the lips. He was so stunned he couldn't kiss back. When Mike pulled away, Mike smiled at him.

"Good night," Mike said.
"Good...Good night." Kevin stuttering.
"Have fun with Randy."

Mike smiled at him once again and he closed the door. Kevin stood there in the hallway stunned. As Mike stipped down to his boxers, turned out the light and slipped under the covers. He licked his lips, Kevin's taste still lingering on his lips.. Although there was a familar taste to it; it tasted a lot like Randy.


Mike tried to sleep but he couldn't. Everytime he closed his eyes, all he could see was Randy and Kevin. Fucking, sucking each other off, Randy eating Kevin out like ice cream, Kevin squirming and moaning. Seeing Kevin bottom to someone, especially someone like Randy, was just so hot to Mike. Three things went through his mind; he could only imagine himself in Kevin's place, Randy fucking him like the predator he was. Or placing himself in Kevin's place and Kevin fucking him sensless. Or having to be in between both men he was infatuated with the most. He started to fantisize more in depth, Randy and Kevin taking turns fucking him, maybe Randy will fuck him while Mike sucks Kevin off and vice versa.

Mike looked down, a tent was forming right in front of him. Mike groaned and threw his hands over his face.

"Fuck it." Mike said, getting up out of bed. He walked over to his bad and shuffled around it looking for his toys. He brought out the new dildo he bought for himself and a small bottle of clear lube. Mike slipped off the boxers he wore, exposing his naked body to no one and got on the bed again. Mike poured the lube into his hand and lathered it onto the dildo. Mike took a deep breath as he spread his legs wide and placed the toy at his entrance. He chewed on his lower lip as he slowly pushed the toy inch by inch inside of him. Mike closed his eyes as he slowly fucked himself with the dildo, fantisizing. With the left over lube on his hand, he grabbed his own erection and started to slowly jack himself off in time with the dildo.

He moaned through pursed lips as the dildo hit his prostate, trying his best as to not to make so much noise. Although Mike was never really the quiet one when it came to sex. In his mind, he was in another place. He was with Kevin and Randy, and they were fucking Mike like the slut he is. Now, he wasn't ashamed of admiting to what he was, he loved sex, and with different people. Particularlly men. Well, up until now, he was only thinking about two men in particular this time.

Mike groaned and thurst upward into his hand as he came. He slowed down his breathing as he slowly took the dildo out of himself.


"You okay Kev?" Randy asked as Kevin sat on the bed.
"Mike knows," Kevin sighed, looking up at Randy. "I think Mike saw us."
"Well...He got a good show didn't he?"

Kevin laughed as Randy tried to make the best out of what seemed to be a bad situiation.

"Randy, I feel bad."
"For what, you don't regret it do you?"
"No no! It was amazing, really! But when I got my things, Mike was in the room and he said he was sleeping in tonight. He's never in our hotel room. And when I was about to leave he kind of...kissed me. And he said to me 'have fun with Randy.' Randy I just feel bad for leaving him tonight."
"Oh Kev, you're so caring."

Randy leaned in a pressed his lips agasint Kevin's a little, complimenting him for being such a warm hearted person.

"Can I ask you something?" Kevin asked, looking at Randy.
"Shoot."
"What do you really think of Mike? I mean, I know he's a...whatever; but..."
"Don't get me wrong Kevin, he may like to sleep around but Mike...he's really a good friend. I always liked hanging out with Mike, sex was just a plus. I'm sure Mike is fine."
"I just..."
"What do you want me to do, go over there and make sure he's okay?"
"Can you? Randy please?"
"I was kidding!"
"Please Randy, please! It would make me feel better."
"Well, what if Mike really did see us, if I go over there he might...offer himself to me."
"I really don't mind!"
"Seriously!"
"Yeah, I'm fine with it. As long as he's happy; please Randy please!"
"Okay, okay! I'll do it. But only if you're fine with it."
"I am."

Kevin smiled as he leaned in and kissed Randy on the lips, thanking him.


A/N: Sorry that's it's a little short but I'm happy with this chapter. Please review!