AUTHOR :- ) YES I'M GOING TO PUT MY REAL NAME JO ATKINS SO HI

WARNINGS : SLASH LOVE, RAPE AT TIMES, MANIPULATION, HATRED

DISCLAIMER : DON'T OWN ANYTHING WISH I DID BUT NOPE IF I DID OWN WWE THE UNIVERSE WOULD HATE ME I WOULD MAKE EVERYTHING EVOLVE AROUND JOHN CENA RANDY PUNK AND WADE MORE THEN ANYONE ELSE LOL... I LOVE MY wwe MEN

JOHN CENA POV

"Baby oh my little Cha Cha wake up my sweet" I groan at the sound of Wades thick accent Purring through my ear as I smile with my eyes still shut making Wade laugh. "Oh so where going to play this game are we?" Wade taunts making me stiffle a laugh as I feel his large hands reach down to my ribs tickling them till I bust out laughing so hard tears stain my eyes but I roll for protection holding Wades wrists to wrench them off but he was determined to get me as he reaches out curling his thighs over mine pinning them to the matress with me on my stomach. "Wadey please baby it's to early in the morning " I wine as he laughs at my tending to try to get out of being tickled but he stop none the less turning to lay on his side with his hand propping his head up staring at me.

"Hey Barrett why do you stare at me?" I ask as Wade just shrugs smiling a beautiful genuine smile "mostly because I can't believe how lucky I am to get such a gorgeous man by my side John Cena" Wade replys tracing his fingers down my side's making me shiver as he smiles wider. I turn my face to him smiling just as bright my dimples popping out and all at his true affection towards me that make my heart beat faster "you know I love this smile on you it works for you should do it more often" I say giggling as Wade rolls over to hover me throwing both legs on either side of my hips. "you know what would make your British man smile more?" Wade asks playfully dragging his long tan fingers down my abs and stomach as it quivers to his touch "no what would make my my British man happy?" I ask a question on a question marking Wade laugh a little as he leans against my ear nibbling the lobe to the point my breath hitched in my throat.

I muster up the strength catching Wade off guard to this him backwards off my lap so I can climb on his grinding in a fast pace making Wades primal growl deep in his throat of pleasure. I grab Wades throat aggressively with one hand making him wither as I reach behind me taking a handful of his naked cock stroking it to full hardness with Wade moaning and groaning as in one swoop I penetrate myself dry. My hand squeezes a little tighter just the Wade likes as I feel him thrust up in me in no time making both of us scream in bliss at the first hit of my prostate. I slap Wade on the chest hard making him groan in pleasure at the rough treatment he craves "come on Barrett fuck me like there's no tomorrow love!" I scream at him when suddenly in a vice grip he latches onto my naked thighs thrusting with brute strength much like I'm used to with my sexy British man. "Ride my DICK my gorgeous Cha Cha you are so fucking sexy God I'm almost there scratch me please just rake your nails down me Please!" And I look down at wade as he pleads in pleasure making me give in to his sexual desire reaching down latching on like a cat I rake my fingernails down his side's so the WWE cameras won't notice.

I yelp feeling Wade get more dominant with his thrusts to the point it almost hurts but I don't say anything and just moan in bliss as he hits my prostate repeatedly. "Oh Wade baby God keep going feels so good ...Oh gosh... my God... Please don't stop!" I scream even louder knowing my bus driver and Randy are on the other side probably hearing the whole thing but at the moment of heat I can't stop screaming in pleasure at the feel of Wade fucking the shit out of my ass. "Where changing positions" Wade demands throwing me on my back with him on top showing who's the real man which I have giving wade the dominant role willingly as he does his favorite position during our sex sessions pulling my legs up wide in the air spread eagle making me totally vulnerable as he comes up to my quivering ass whole shoving inside again. Latching my thighs against his hips I help him thrust with my power of muscle as he grunts in appriciation.

RANDYS POV...

My eyes pop open at the feel of being shook awake to look up at the hovering face of Johns driver Gus Welder a tall but chunky man with no hair and a brown beard making him look 30 even though I believe his age is 53. "Mr Orton it's time to wake where just in time for the arena interviews and show preparations as the PPV is in 8 hours" Gus confirms looking down at his Rolex watch John gave him last Christmas for being such a good driver all these years. I nod but regret it as I feel a huge pain of a head ace shoot through my temple making me press my fingers on the spot hoping it would disappear soon. I take a chance at standing on wobbly legs with little difficulty but Gus holds onto my shoulder steadying my stance guiding me to the kitchen counter.

"...my gosh... please don't stop!" I frown at a scream of bliss consuming a large amount of Johns bedroom in the back of the bus. the sighs of Gus standing over the counter digging through the cabinets for pain killers bring me from my painful trance of knowing I destroyed any chance of ever getting the heaven Wade is feeling at the moment. "They have been going at it for 20 minutes now" I look at Gus in surprise he's so calm about it but he just nods in understanding "Mr Barrett is usually always the one who starts these really rough aggressive sex sessions with Mr Cena reluctantly giving in" Gus says biting his bottom chapped lip making me confused "what do you mean John reluctantly gives in doesn't he like it?" I ask worried a bit Wade might be forcing himself on John.

Gus hands me two long white pills for the pain still shooting in my temple as he nods A yes "oh yes Mr Cena loves Mr Barrett a lot it's just I've over heard them a little get in fights with John screaming at Wade for shouting a ex's name once during and then there was another time I accidently walked in on John in the bathroom after a really aggressive session to see John pulling up his pants with a bloodied paper towel on the sink" Gus finishes quietly making my heart race at this with so many scenarios of rape and force being used to make John bleed and I feel sick and angry at Wade for doing such a thing to poor John specially right six months after his terminator Dwayne left...

&& JOHN POV &&

"love, have you seen my razor?" Wade looks over at me, lying naked in bed, left hand resting on my stomach as i stretch languidly, still a little exhausted after Wade spent the early hours of the morning fucking me into the sheets. "Why Wadey?" I ask as inefficiently as I could muster making Wade shoot me a look from the doorway of the bathroom. "Because I want to do my taxes." Wade abhors back just as sarcastic as I roll my eyes with a grin. "C'mere." I hold out my arms and Wade raises an eyebrow but goes to me, sliding up the foot of the bed and slipping effortlessly into the space between my spread legs. I sit up and leaning forward, rubbing my smooth cheek on wades facial haired cheek letting out a contented little sound that could only be called a cross between a hum and a purr.

"love...where's my razor?" "I took it out of your bag before we left left for the PPV." "Why?" I run my nose under Wades strong jaw then runs my lips over his Choclate Brown colored Beard I'm in love with on Wades cheek so softly Wade can barely feel the touch, and Wade closes his hazel eyes at the contact. I gently latch my pair of lips leaving a soft kiss on his upper lip, then a chin rub against his, and his eyes open when my fingertips begin tracing patterns on his jaw. "When was the last time you let it grow in sinfully like this I love your rugged masculine features it makes me want to jump you everytime?" I whisper seductively making Wade shiver shiver as I grin at the effect.

A knock at the door obliverated any love they were about to show as I hear Gus on the other side of the door "Mr Cena and Mr Barrett I'm sorry to interrupt but where here at the arena and we need to start going to make it on time for your schedules to start I bought you both some banana nut muffins with orange juice and some grapes for breakfast if you like?" I hear Gus ask making me feel so grateful to have such a caring driver to take care of me. Wade groans at being interrupted for any chance of round two as he swings his legs over the mattress leading to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready. I watch his yummy round tan British ass giggle as he stomps away licking my lips at the sight getting up to find clothes of my own for the rest of the day till the PPV tonight.

I choose a maroon colored right v neck t shirt with denim dark washed blue jeans that made my ads look more sharply then already is as I pick up a plane black sports ball cap placing it on my head for the traditional John Cena look. Wade started singing his new in ring theme song as he finishes placing gel in his hair to give it that perfect wavey slicked back look as I roll my eyes with the men I repeatedly find all having the same OCD moments with looking good between there hair and clothes making them worse then the divas. "Hey Johnny" I hear a soft deep voice of Randy standing over the counter top eating and drinking the Orange juice and muffins Gus bought as I nod and smile at him.

"Morning Randy you look sobered up and better then last night" I say making Randy look down in shame "sorry about that just had a rough day and wanted to forget about it you know and thought getting drunk was the only solution at the time" Randy replies somberly as he starts fiddling with his black viper shirt for work like a scolded child. I sigh knowing it's going to be a rough road ahead being near a single Randy that can do what he wants when I for 7 years have always been his rock to help him through the rough times by cuddling or listen and sometimes passionate love making. I move over beside Randys position grabbing a muffin and a McDonald's Orange juice walking to the living room where my gym and gear bag was placed last night to go through before I leave.

"So where's Gus?" I ask looking in the direction to the front of the bus to see it empty "Oh he went out for a smoke and to talk to his daughter on the phone time difference from Chicago to where his family is there going to bed right now and he wanted to catch her before hand" Randy says calmly as I nod still digging through my bags to make sure I packed everything. "JOHN CENA WHERE IS MY NECKLACE!" I hear being screamed by Wade making Randy and I almost jump out of our skins at the demanding tone. "I DON'T KNOW HOW WOULD I KNOW I DON'T KEEP TRACK OF THE THING!" I scream back standing up from my bag placing on my navy blue and yellow cenation arm bands so I don't have to do it later. Wade comes storming my direction with anger written all over his smooth tan face "have you at least seen it or maybe will you look for it with me?" He asks very snippy as I ignore his request picking up my bags placing them on my shoulders to leave.

"No I will not look for that DAMN necklace and you know exactly why so if you so desire to find it that bad you look for it" I state shoving my finger in his chest pointedly as I look over at a quiet Randy sitting at the counter not moving an inch. "You coming or you want to stay here with the Winer to look for his necklace?" I ask already stepping off my bus into the crowd of screaming fans. I feel Randy hurry up to flank my right side as we walk the halls to our sorted locker rooms "May I ask what that's about why did you get mad over a necklace he wanted to find?" Randy asks as I roll my eyes "Randy Wade only wants the ugly thing because his ex girlfriend his first love in England gave that to him two months ago as the WWE was visiting and he won't stop thinking about her ever since and it makes me mad that he can't let her go" I state angrily as Randy leans in a little closer "Johnny don't you think you being hypocritical as you yourself are still not over me and I'm living with you and your new boyfriend for crying out loud I mean your end is almost just as bad as keeping a petty necklace from your first love you actually have it worse by keeping the real thing with you all the time doing the same as he not moving on" Randy says as I sigh knowing Randys right but my pride won't let me admit I was wrong so I just move in the locker room and close the door alone.

DOLF AND JOHNS SECRET MEETINGS

You really came." Dolf says cheerfully at me as I am still standing like an idiot against the door of the empty room made just for Dolf to observe as he gets well from his huge concussion he suffered at the hands of Del Rio in the Extreme rules PPV last month. I walk inside closing the door behind me as I sit down beside Dolf on the comfy arm chairs placed for him and a friend to watch the show together if Dolf wished company. I place a bag of food I got for Dolf from catering into his lap as he looks up at me and smiles gratefully "thanks for this John this is really nice of you to take time to spend with me I know how annoyingly cocky and bad I can be" he states with a sad look on his face making my heart break. "Hey look at me?" I ask as Dolf turns his beautiful ocean blue colored eyes on me with a small smile gracing his lips but not enough to reach his devastated eyes.

"Your not a bad person Dolf your a very good man that's just had a lot of bad things happened to him that's all its the part we act on that defines who we really are and you have been nothing but kind and the way you have been taught specially being babied all your life with the finer things is all you've known no one can blame you for being cocky or arrogant it's just you they learn to accept that as I have or they can go screw themselves" I say making Dolf laugh placing his hand over mine in genuine care "I'm so lucky to gain a friend like you John Cena your just as sweet as you are on tv" he says making me smile my dimpled smile.

Dolf turns back to his salad I stole for him from catering when out of the corner of my eye I see daisy flowers rapped in pink and black tissue paper laying across the mini table in the far corner. "Oooh so who got you daisy's?" I ask as I stare them down in wonderment "Chris" Dolf states in sarcasm making me cringe at the name. Ever since Randy proposed to me at Wrestlemania this last year Chris hasn't wanted anything to do with me ignoring. My plea for our friendship back or even just to talk it out as he weeks later for a rebound dates Dolf Ziggler to replace me but realized he's still not over me by dumping Dolf after taking it to the highest level of dating before proposing dragging Dolf around like a lost Puppy for a lost cause at a chance at happiness.

Dolf laughter nervously as he turned his head on the screen as it shows the PPV announcers Renea and Scott already announcing the participants for practice before the show and I laugh at the funny jokes Scott makes towards RyBacks toughness. Dolf watches on taking a little bite of his salad here and there as he sighs in content. "Are you OK Dolf?" I ask In concern that his head might be hurting again due to the cause of his concussion and he just smiles while taking another bite of salad "Ya I'm fine John" he replies back as I see a yawn making me believe he's really tired "Dolf I'm going to go and let you take a nap before the show alright?" I ask as Folds eyes are already drooping with me walking out the door slowly shutting it behind me as I walk down to the gorilla position.

PUNK AND JOHN

The show was just down to the main event when Chicago's own CM Punk shows his glorious face after 6 months of being away to vent his thoughts back in place. ""What's wrong?"" And I jump out of my skin at being so interrupted from my thoughts to see a very MISSED and handsome sight of the man himself CM Punk my old master with a very different look to him. "Uh?" "What?" "..." "..." And I start to crack up up at how ridiculously nervous and teenage virgin I just sounded . as Punk does not; he reigns it in and allows a barely there twitch-up of the lip. "You were all silent and were staring a hole at my face, on my promo of coming back screen" and I just giggle and blush a little "Never mind that." I say making Punk shrug it off, casually clearing his throat. "What is the matter with you?" "Okay, at the risk of being repetitive here, but. Uh?" "Something is clearly bothering you, and you're keeping it from me. Tell me what it is."

A slow grin stretches over my mouth and I can see Punk is already dreading what is about to come out through it. "Is this—" I point a finger and gestures at the space between us "Is this you, CM Punk, caring—caring—about me, John Cena? 'Cause Punk this is big, this is huge. And it feels great, it feels awesome, I'm flattered, like, a lot. But man, you have to work your social skills because even when you're worrying, you're a bossy prick still." I say in a playful banter "John." Punk warns making me laugh. "What can dish it out but can't take it?" I ask making Punk smirk "oh you know I can take anything you dish baby I was your lover and master for months on end remember?" Punk drags out placing a seductive hand with bad intentions on my left thigh as he sits in the rickety metal chairs placed in front of the monitors for good viewing of the show.

"Mas..Punk you know we can't play this cat and mouse game anymore I have Wade now he would blow up if he saw what your doing?" I ask making sure Punk remembered as I move my leg till his hand slips from grasp. "You really think that's going to stop me?" Punk asks mockingly hurt as he laughs making me look at him in concern "come on John I thought you knew me better then that nothing not even big bad Wade is going to stop me from claiming what is rightfully mine Randy knows from experience that you can't get rid of the best in the world I'm the master and you are my sub Wade is just a distraction for now you'll come running back just like you always do" punk finishes as I think on his more truthful words that so describe what this is more then I can admit. Punk abruptly stood to leave for his match to greet his Chicagoan friends but before he leaves he turns on the spot to lean down and whisper in my ear "oh and baby I'm not the only man you will come back to we all know your going to forgive him sooner or later..." as my breath hitches being this close to the one man that makes me weak in the legs . Smirking Punk pulls away winking before walking out the gorilla to start his match with Chris Jericho...

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