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Warning:This is a SLASH chapter...very dirty with kinda rough sex if you can't handle it, don't read it!

A/N: I wrote this at 4 am and I'm proud of it! But it is sorta crappy...but review anyway so next time I might make it less crappy!

Phil stared down at the sparse list of 7 names. It looked something like this:

Alex Riley

Cody Rhodes

John Cena

John Morrison

Justin Gabriel

Mike the Miz

Ted DiBiase

Damn he was slacking, didn't his list used to be twice that size? Since his partner in crime Chris Jericho had left it was a lot harder for Punk to gain the confidence he'd once had when it came to playing multiple guys.

Punk sighed bringing his hand to his mouth, the list wasn't that bad he'd just have to work with what he had. After all 7 was amazing compared to some guys who were only with the same person over and over again. Besides he only really had time for one of them at a time…Well he was sure he could handle more than one at a time but it was in his best interest not to let them know about one another.

Ok time to narrow down the list. Cody was definitely out of the question, he was halfway across the country, besides Punk wasn't in the mood to top and there was no way he'd ever let someone like Rhodes top him. Well that also eliminated Riley, Justin and Morrison. Good he was down to 3. What else was he in the mood for? It had been a while since he'd had someone dominate him, he was beginning to miss it. Although the last time he had let a larger man, Wade Barrett, dominate him at the suggestion of Chris he had sworn never to play that rough again. But what the hell you only live once.

So that took Ted off the list, he was much too sweet to ever be as dominant as Punk wanted. He crossed the names he had already eliminated off the list. Ok that left Cena or Mike. Both had potential but Phil had to think about what he really wanted, and typically when he was dominated he like the guy to be much bigger than him. Punk shrugged Cena it was...and he better answer his phone.

"I don't know…" John hesitated. A week ago he would've been all over Punk but after his promise to Justin he wasn't too sure.

"Why not? You don't think I'm hot anymore?" Punk asked, just kidding he already knew everyone thought he was hot.

"That's not it…It's just that me and Justin just got back together and-" John began.

"Oh come on! You cheat on him all the time. Hell you cheated on him with Evan but you're turning me down?" Punk was slightly offended.

"No, it's not that you're worse than Evan, I mean I cheated with him once you-you're like my go to wh-…" John trailed off. "I made a promise to Justin this time."

"And since when do you keep your promises to him?" Punk asked. Usually he would've given up by then and moved on to the next most likely candidate on his list, but he had his heart set on Cena now.

"That…I mean…I can't just…If he found out we'd really be over and I need to be with him," John said running out of reasons for denying Punk.

Phil sighed. "John, you've been sleeping with me for how long? And as many times as you've gotten caught cheating on Justin have you ever been caught with me?"

"No…"

"Ok, so what makes you think I would let us get caught now? I'm super safe, as long as it's me you're with you won't be caught," Punk assured John.

"What time should I come down?" John finally asked reluctantly.

"Be here about 9, I'm feeling the foreplay thing today."

John smiled a little surprised, Punk was usually more of a wham bam thank you ma'am kind of person…at least he was when it came to John, "Really? What do you have planned?"

"You'll see…Do you have handcuffs?" Phil asked nonchalantly.

"Uhhhh," John was hesitant to tell Phil the truth. "For you or-"

"Yes, for me," Punk laughed, he knew most of the guys he was with were a little afraid of him. He liked it that way.

Cena released a breath of relief, "Good then yes I have handcuffs, Justin loves the damn things."

"Do you like that he likes them. I mean do you like the entire dominant thing?" Punk asked making sure he had made the right choice.

John's turn to smile now, "Oh yeah. Taking control like that…Who wouldn't have fun?"

"Excellent…See you at 9."

"Come on in," Punk grinned as he slowly opened the door allowing John in.

John looked Phil up and down greedily, imagining in his head the things he would do to him. He didn't want to waste anytime. "Take off your clothes," he said dropping the back he had carried in with him.

"Aren't we bossy tonight?" Punk sat on the edge of his bed. "I think I'll like the bossy you."

John reached towards Punk beginning to lift his shirt. "Take it off," he growled.

Phil tried to keep from grinning and obeyed lifting his shirt over his head slowly teasing John. As soon as Punk's shirt was over his head John was on him like a muscular lion on it's tattooed prey. John roughly pushed Punk onto the bed straddling him. He slowly pushed his tongue into Phil's mouth running it over Punk's tongue ring enjoying the feel of the smooth metal.

Punk moaned as Cena's strong hands groped his chest finally coming to pinch and squeeze his nipples. John raised off Punk for a moment while he removed his own shirt, "You moan like a dirty slut." Punk moaned again, for some reason being called names turned him on immensely.

Cena grabbed both of Punk's arms pinning them above the straight edge super star's head and began kissing him again making sure to nibble on his lips some just to produce a slutty moan every once in a while.

John stood up, completely releasing Phil this time. "Get on the ground," John commanded.

"Why w-" Punk began but was cut short as Cena grabbed his arm dragging him off the bed.

"The bed is for nice little boys, and I think we already decided you're a nasty little slut you don't deserve the bed," Cena pointed to the ground in front of the bed. Punk sighed dropping to his knees in front of the bed, he had definitely picked the right man for this. "Lay on your back."

Phil lying flat on his back watched as Cena searched through the bag he had brought he pulled out his matching pairs of hair handcuff. Cena roughly grabbed each of Punk's hands cuffing them to the bottom posts of the bed.

Cena then began undoing Punk's pants, not unaware of the huge erection Phil had gotten just from their heavy petting session. Cena finally pulled the pants the rest of the way off Punk leaving his entire body entire body including his huge erection exposed. Cena practically growled as he grabbed Punks member and began roughly massaging it causing Punk to moan and buck in pleasure.

Cena released Punks member and reached up to firmly slap Punk on the cheek. "I didn't tell you to move around like that! I wouldn't do anything unless I tell you to… Or I'll have to punish you. You understand?" Phil nodded. "Good boy." Cena went back to slowly massaging Punk's member growing hornier by the second himself.

Punk concentrated on not automatically moving as John rubbed up and down his member. This was the part he liked about being dominated, the way he could just sit back and let someone else be in complete control for once.

John's pace quickened as he became more impatient for Punk's climax. Finally just as he was sure it would never come Phil let out a groan. "I'm going to cum?" It was a question just in case Cena decided he should be punished for cumming without asking. Cena nodded stroking Punk's member one last time before Phil's cumming all over his hand.

John held his hand to Punk's mouth for him to clean up himself. "You did it, you lick it off." Punk finally agreed and licked some of his own semen off John's hand before John pulled his hand away and finished the last of it himself.

John stood to finish undressing himself allowing his jeans boxers and belt to lie where the fell. John crouched in front of Punk's face allowing him to greedily and happily take Cena's member into his mouth. John grabbed Punk's short blonde hair and shoved his head down to the base of Cena's member causing him to gag slightly. John pulled out, allowing Punk to gasp for air, before quickly thrusting back in for seconds. He thrusted in and out of Phil's mouth causing Punk to slobber over his member. He finally pulled out one last time with a triumphant roar and released on Punk's face. Punk licked up what he could reach with only his tongue.

Cena turned back toward his bag and began rifling though it once again. He turned back towards the still slightly sperm covered Punk. "I have something else for you, guess what it is?"

Punk shrugged he didn't have a clue. "What?" Cena pulled a red ball gag out from behind his back. Punk looked confused. "Why?"

"Cause I think it'll draw a lot of attention to your room when you scream," John answered moving back in on Punk prepared to put the ball gag on him.

"I won't scream, just come on!" Punk commanded he wasn't keen on the idea of a ball gag for some reason.

"First of all I'm in charge so you'll where it, second…you will scream," Cena put the ball in Punk's mouth and locked it into place. Just seeing Phil in the position he was in was making Cena horny again. John bent over to pick up his belt. "And just for thinking you had any say in this I'm going to have to punish you."

John smirked as he brought the belt down on Phil's thigh creating a snapping sound that would no doubt leave a welt. Phil allowed euphoric whimpers around the red ball placed securely in his mouth. John fed off the whimpers and moans and continued bringing the belt down over and over on Punk's otherwise flawless skin.

Finally John decided Phil had had enough, and judging from the growing boner he had again Phil had enjoyed it too. John finally knelt in between Punk's widespread legs wasting no time in lubricating his fingers thoroughly with his own spit and going to work on Punk. John slowly slid the tips of his fingers into Punk's hole out of patience for the whole teasing process. Punk thought about sliding himself down further onto John's fingers but knew better than to risk punishment again.

John slid his fingers in and out of Punk finally finding his prostate and proceeding to poke and prod causing Punk to moan around his gag. Cena pulled his fingers away, he was dripping with pre-cum now, oh yes he was ready for his main course. John lifted Punk's legs over his shoulders positioning himself to enter Punk.

"Aren't you going to say please?" John smiled. Punk mumbled incoherently around his ball gag. "I guess that's good enough bitch." John thrust into Phil and released a gasp always surprised at how shockingly tight Punk always seemed. Punk gasped too always surprised at how big Cena was. John thrust quickly and roughly in and out of Phil holding onto his thighs tight for support. Punk moaned and whimpered in a mix of pleasure and pain as he was violated over and over again by John's member.

John roared as he exploded inside Punk, also bringing Punk over the edge to climax like hadn't with Cena in ages. Cena lie still for a moment regaining his composure before reaching up and removing the ball gag from Punk's mouth.

"I told you I wouldn't scream!" Punk said still slightly out of breath.

"You haven't gotten the chance yet," Cena said looking down at Punk as he pulled his clothes back on.

"There's more?" Punk asked pleasantly surprised.

"You should know by now there's always more with me," John laughed picking up his bag and tossing it over his shoulder.

"Well lay it on me big guy, I want it whatever it is."

"Ok," John said nonchalantly. "That thing I said about keeping my promise to Justin? I was serious, don't ever call me again. This is over." John made a move towards the door.

"Whatever John, I don't care, you'll be back…But I think you're forgetting something." Punk motioned towards his still cuffed wrists with his head.

"I'm not forgetting anything, those are yours…to remember me by. I'll see you in the locker room," John took a few more steps toward the door.

"JOHN I'M SERIOUS! GET THESE THE FUCK OFF ME!" Punk screamed. No way John could leave him there like that.

"I told you you would scream." John said opening the door.

"John you will regret this," Punk called after Cena as he let the door close behind him. "Dammit." Now he remembered his issue with playing submissive.