***Previously***
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Aren't you going to take care of something?" Wade shouted, looking down at his still throbbing 9 inch cock. "And these fucking handcuffs! LET ME OUT!"
"I'll let the road guys handle the handcuffs when they take the ring down, and they can handle your cock too, but that's up to them, Wadey..." Fandango smirked.
"Oh, don't forget to tell Ziggler and Del Rio I said hello when they stop by to practice for their match. I'm sure they'll be surprised to see you. And don't worry about your cock. I'll take care of that next time. Because there's always a next time when you're fucking with FAAAN-DAAAHNN-GOOOOO" With that, the dancing superstar strutted up the ramp to the backstage area, collected his belongings, and made his way back to the nearby hotel. He swore he could still hear Wade screaming from the arena as he made it to the parking lot. Once he was back at his hotel room. He slept content, thinking about his next encounter with Wade Barrett that will soon happen.
***A Few Days Later: At the 2013 Money in the Bank PPV***
Fandango did everything in his power to avoid Wade until the Smackdown Money in the Bank Ladder match took place later in the night. He wasn't afraid of Wade, he just knew what Wade was capable of, and he could not afford another punch to the face before his big match. After getting dressed in his wrestling gear (his signature orange flame pants, which were extremely tight, and showed off his legs and shapely ass very nicely), Fandango exited the locker room and coincidentally bumped into the Englishman.
"...Out of my way." Wade hissed, obviously pissed off. He entered the locker room and began to prepare for the Money in the Bank Ladder match that he was apart of as well.
"What did you do to him?" Fandango's dancer, and resident partner in crime, Summer Rae asked.
"It's a long story...A very long, and hard story..." Fandango replied smirking. The two were now walking around the backstage area. The Pay Per View was about to begin in a matter of minutes, and the Smackdown Money in the Bank match was starting it off. "You didn't." Summer stated in disbelief. "Tell me you did not do what I think you did."
"Relax, Summer. Besides...he loved it." Fandango replied, smirking again. "And he's gonna be coming back for more once the night is over..."
"Why do you say that?" Summer asked.
"I have a surprise for him in the ladder match. Wadey's definitely gonna have his way with me tonight."
"If you say so." Summer laughed. "After the show, I'm going out with all the girls. Fill me in on all the details tomorrow."
"Alright, we have to get going, the match is starting." Fandango answered.
The Smackdown Money in the Bank ladder match was electric. All seven participants gave their all in the hopes of retrieving the briefcase and being guaranteed a major title reign. In the end, Damien Sandow betrayed tag partner Cody Rhodes and emerged victorious after pushing Cody off a ladder to win. However, one of the most exciting moments in this match left the crowd going wild after Fandango pulled Wade Barrett's trunks all the way down to his ankles while Wade was reaching for the briefcase at the top of the ladder. The cameramen created several close-ups of Barrett's pert ass and his flaccid 6 inch cock that looked like it could do damage when it was actually erect.
After the match, Fandango and Summer Rae sprinted their way up the ramp and into the backstage area. Summer left Fandango to fend for himself in the locker room. The dancing superstar ran through the locker room, checking all areas of the room to ensure he was alone. He decided to hide in the shower room, knowing no one would be in there at the moment. Everything was quiet for a moment, but it didn't take long for Fandango to hear Barrett's screams of rage. Deep down, Fandango was loving this. This was exactly what he wanted.
Wade entered the vacant locker room in a rage. he was banging lockers, throwing chairs around the room, going totally crazy. "I know you're in here! Come the fuck out and face me like a real fucking man!" He shouted. Nothing happened. Wade looked around the room before looking back at the door and quietly twisting the lock. "Come out here, little bitch. You can't hide forever."
Eventually, Fandango emerged from the shower room to find Barrett standing in the middle of the locker room with a permanent scowl on his face. "I guess you didn't enjoy what happened out there...?" Fandango asked.
"Who the fuck do you think you are exposing this body to the world?! And not doing anything about it?!" Wade took a moment to look down at his body: the toned chest, defined abs, strong biceps, thick thighs. Wade Barrett had the body of a Greek God.
"Wha-" Fandango began.
Wade lunged forward and grabbed Fandango by his hair before throwing him in the closest set of lockers. "If you're gonna fuck with me, mate, do it right. You're a weak little whore, and I'm gonna prove it this time. Now get on your knees!"
Fandango immediately obeyed the Englishman's command, noticing the fire in Wade's eyes. He got on his knees and was instantly attracted to the growing bulge between Wade's thick legs. As he reached for the waistband of Wade's trunks, his hand was slapped away.
"Ah ah ah. You know what I like more." Barrett placed his hands on the cold lockers and slowly began to bend over. "You know the drill. Eat my ass."
"And I'm the whore?" The dancer laughed before crawling over to the Englishman. He began by softly grabbing at the pert ass, before grabbing at the waistband of Wade's trunks with his teeth. Fandango then started to tug on the trunks with all of his might: moving past the now freed cock, rounded ass, thick thighs, and all the way down to his ankles. He moved back up the Englishman's lower body licking at his thighs before returning to the task at hand. Fandango had never met someone so masculine and dominant as Wade, that preferred getting his ass eaten over getting his dick sucked. It was definitely weird, but Fandango couldn't complain. He softly parted the ass cheeks of the Brit, exposing the tight pink hole. He then dove right in: jabbing the tight hole with his wet tongue, instantly feeling the hole start to loosen.
"Fuck yeah! Eat that ass!" Wade shouted out. This was bliss to him. If he could, he would spend the rest of his life getting his ass licked by another man. It felt so amazing.
"You like that?!" Fandango asked in his usual seductive tone.
"Fuck!" Wade responded. He pressed his face into the cold metal of the lockers as he reached back and spread his asscheeks, giving the dancer more entrance into his inviting ass.
"You turn into such a little slut when you get rimmed, Wadey..." Fandango breathed out, lightly swatting at Wade's hole, enticing a low moan from the Englishman. "I can't wait to start fucking you again..."
Wade stopped. He turned around and picked the dancer up to his feet before slamming him back first into the cold, unforgiving metal of the lockers. "That's where you're wrong, mate. This isn't going to be a repeat of what we did on Tuesday. You got your revenge, now it's time that I get mine." Wade spun Fandango around, slamming his face into the lockers in the process and began to roughly tug the dancer's pants down. As the pants reached Fandango's ankles, Wade heard a soft thud as the pants hit the floor. He decided to check the man's pockets, out of curiosity. What he found was definitely surprising. "What do we have here?" Wade asked, wagging a 14 inch double ended dildo in Fandango's face.
"I had plans...Everyone knows I still love to get weird." Fandango breathed out.
"You know, luckily for you, I've been wanting to try one of these things out. We're gonna fuck each other with this, then I'm gonna split you in two with my cock." Wade said, whispering in the dancer's ear. "Now get on the floor. Doggy."
Fandango kicked his boots off and stepped out of his pants before stepping in the middle of the locker room and dropping on all fours. He watched as Wade did the same, walking to the middle of the room and getting on all fours, only Wade faced the other direction.
"You ready for this?" Wade asked, licking his lips. He slowly began to insert one end of the huge dildo into his mouth, lightly coating it with his saliva. He repeated this process with the other end. Once both ends were lubed up with his spit, Wade rammed the first end of the thick rubber cock into Fandango's extremely tight hole.
"Ohh fuck...!" Fandango shouted out. "You're really gonna fuck yourself with this too? Mmmph...such a slut..."
"You're more of a slut than I'll ever be..." Wade shot back as he slowly began to push the other end of the thick dildo into his tight hole. "Shitt...so big.." Once the other end was inside Wade, and both men could feel each other's asses against theirs, they began to move back and forth, surprisingly in unison.
"Fuck!" Fandango shouted.
"Shit! Fuck yeah!" Wade shouted.
Over time, the two men created an amazing rhythm. They were both moving back and forth at a smooth pace, allowing the thick piece of rubber to move freely inside them. Fandango settled with deep breaths, while Wade belted loud slutty moans. After about 10 minutes of intense fucking with the double dildo, Wade pulled Fandango's end out and replaced it with his own thick 9 inch cock. He kept his end of the double dildo up his tight hole. He loved how easily his cock slipped in. "Oh shit... You're so fucking tight, mate."
"You fucking like that?" Fandango moaned out. "Fuck me..."
Wade didn't waste any time as he quickly created a nice rhythm, shoving his entire 9 inches in and out, in and out, producing low moans from the dancer. He then wrapped his arms around Fandango's neck, a little reminiscent of what happened to him in their last encounter.
"Fuck... I like it rough, Wadey. Harder!" The dancer commanded,
Wade picked up the pace of his thrusts, soon the sounds of his toned body slapping against the tan, rounded ass of Fandango, along with Wade's grunts, and Fandango's moans of pleasure filled the locker room.
"Take it!" Wade shouted, roughly slapping Fandango's right ass cheek.
"Oh shit! Spank me, Wadey!" Fandango moaned out.
Wade did as he was told and began slapping the dancer's ass as hard as he could, slowly creating bright red handprints all over the rounded pert ass. Every slap producing a moan from Fandango. "Fuck!" Wade moaned out. He pulled out of the dancer's tight hole and laid on his back. "Ride this dick.."
"Ohh fuck.." Fandango replied as he turned around and climbed on Wade's waist. It didn't take long for Fandango to feel the thick 9 inch cock inside him again. He was in pure bliss.
"C'mon, mate. Ride that dick!" Wade commanded.
Fandango rested his hands on Barrett's broad chest as he began moving his hips and jiggling his ass in circles, feeling the thick cock move deep inside him.
"You sure know how to ride a dick!" Wade moaned out. He soon felt the dancer move faster, impaling himself harder on the Englishman's cock. He could tell Fandango was close.
"Ohh! Fuck! I'm gonna..." Fandango's moans transformed into deep breaths. His breathing then got shorter, and shorter, until he exploded. "FUCK!" Without even touching his own throbbing 7 inch cock, Fandango shot 6 thick streams of cum all over Wade's chest and abs. Some of it even landed on Wade's face and in his hair. The Englishman wasn't even upset by it. "Fuck.. You like that cum?" The dancer asked, pulling Wade's cock out.
"Fuck yeah," Wade smiled. He looked down at his still throbbing 9 inch cock. "Is the slutty dancer going to help me blow my load?" The Englishman asked, making sure his thick British accent shined through.
Fandango licked his lips. He looked down at the thick double dildo. One of the ends was still deep inside the Englishman. He grabbed ahold of the free end and began thrusting it even deeper inside Barrett than it already was!
"SHIT!" Wade screamed. He grabbed at his pulsating 9 incher and rapidly began stroking it as he felt the huge toy moving in and out of his ass. "I've been... saving this for... so fucking long, mate..." Wade managed to say in-between breaths.
"Shoot it..." Fandango moved in closer, getting his face as close to the Englishman's crotch as possible. He picked up the pace of his thrusts with the dildo and watched as Wade's entire body tensed up.
"SHIT!" Wade had erupted. Spurt after spurt of thick creamy cum shot everywhere. From the Englishman's abs and chest; mixing with Fandango's cum that was already on Wade's chest, to Fandango's face and hair, the cum just would not stop flowing from Wade's cock. Both men were covered in cum, and they were loving it.
Fandango straddled Wade's waist as he licked up a large amount of cum from Wade's abs and moved up to share in a deep, passionate kiss. Both men tasted the sweet, sticky material as they kissed and roamed one another's bodies.
"You know, you should piss me off more often. You weren't that bad." Wade laughed.
"You weren't too bad yourself, Wadey..." Fandango replied.
The two spent the rest of the night locked away in the locker room, taking each other to their sexual breaking points. They promised to continue to antagonize one another, only to settle the issue the only way they saw fit.