A/N: I had to do a naughty yet steamy kitchen scene, I couldn't help it. Enjoy!!

Chapter 3- The After Party

"Yeah, right," Hunter said. "You were feeding into their desires, weren't you?" he asked Dave.

"Hell yeah," Dave replied. "They worked so hard, and they did such a successful job during the initiation, I figured to do something nice for them. Was I wrong?"

"No, you weren't," JBL said. "Giving them the 2 for 1 fuck-and-suck connection! That was genius, if you ask me."

"We didn't," Shawn said.

"Fuck you," JBL retorted.

"No. I don't want to," Shawn shot back. "That's why you have Adam and Jay."

"Good one," Hunter said, giving Shawn a high five.

"Anyway," Mark said. He was sitting on the couch, cradling Jeff's head in his lap. "Either way, the initiation went well. Dave deserved to give his boys some attention. Gives me half a mind to do the same for Jeffro."

"What were you planning?" Shawn asked.

"Maybe a nice bath or something like that. Maybe a snack of some fresh fruit...this boy doesn't get to eat anything really healthy—only those damn Skittles," Mark replied.

"How about both? Prepare the bath, and get some fruit out of the fridge," Dave replied. "I'll get John and Mike to help."

"Would you?" A sleepy Jeff asked. "Master, you're all so nice," he continued.

"Come on, boy," Mark said. "I'm going to put you into bed. Then I'm going to prepare a bath for us while these guys make something for us to eat."

"That's nice," Jeff said as he was lifted off the couch. "Bye, y'all."

"Night, Enigma," they all said.

"He's getting pampered—all like a true prince," Randy said, wiping a tear from his eyes. "Makes me want to do something for Ted and Cody."

"Where are they anyway?" Hunter asked.

"Making out in the pool," Randy said. "I would have stopped them, but no sex for them for a week makes them mad at me—then they don't want to do anything I say and then I'd have to whip them. Randy no want to do that tonight."

"You sound like Jericho," Shawn said. "Me want title match."

"Oh, ha ha," Randy said, laughing. "But you have a point."

"Go get your boys," Dave said. "And do something nice for them, or else I will kill you myself."

"Yes, sir," Randy said, excusing himself. "Cody! Teddy! I have a surprise for you!"

"Where'd he go?" Ted asked as he and Cody came back inside the house.

"Your room," Hunter said. "But, wait a few minutes before you go. You don't want to smell too much like sex."

"Actually," Randy's voice boomed from upstairs. "I do want them to smell like sex. It makes me horny."

"Gah!" JBL said. "Didn't need to hear that."

"Oh, but I did," Cena said, a wicked smile on his face. "Hey! Dude! Want to have some fun with our boys?"

"Hell yeah," Randy shouted. "I smell an orgy—how bout it, Cena?"

"Hm, me and you, Teddy and Cody, and Shad and JTG...now that's what I call a party!"

"Oh, boy," Hunter said. "What have I done?"

"Corrupted minds that were already there," Shawn replied.

Everyone began laughing.

"At least some people are occupied for the evening. What are you and your boys planning to do?" JBL asked Dave.

"After they help Mark with his surprise for Jeff, I figured to give them a surprise of my own," Dave replied.

"Hm, I wonder what that'll be," Hunter snickered.

"Cut that out!" Shawn said, slapping him upside his head.

"Ow!" Hunter shouted. "What was that for?"

"For being such a pervert," Shawn shouted back.

"Anyway," JBL cut in. "I'm going to take care of my babies. And don't worry, I'm not letting them do any work tonight. Just the three of us relaxing with a nice beer and some show on the telly."

"Nice idea," Hunter said. "I think I'll carry a bottle of wine up to my room for TJ and I to share. Shawn, what are you, Evan, and Matt doing?"

"I think I'll put the hot tub to good use," Shawn said.

"Uh oh," Dave and Hunter both said.

"You two are such perverts. We're just going to chill—that's all. Remember, I'm not Cena—or worse—Randy."

"We know, but sometimes we worry about you," Hunter said.

"You should worry about yourself," Shawn retorted.

"Hm," was all Hunter said before heading upstairs.

"I'm going out to the hot tub, everyone else enjoy their evening," Shawn said.

"I'm going upstairs as well," JBL said.

"That leaves me and my boys," Dave said, playfully giving their asses a tight squeeze.

"Master," Morrison giggled. "Can't you wait till we're done?" I don't want to cut myself."

"Too late," Miz snickered.

"Aww, crap," Morrison groaned. A tiny spot of blood suddenly appeared on his finger.

"No worries," Dave said, taking the finger into his mouth.

Morrison began to groan from the sensation he was feeling. "Mmm," he moaned as his master's tongue flicked back and forth on his finger.

"I'll take this up to Master Taker," Miz said. "You two can come up when you're ready."

Dave continued to suck on Morrison's finger. "There," he said. "That should be a bit better," he said, releasing it.

"Thank you, Master," Morrison said. He turned to leave, but was backed into a wall by his master, who began to plant kisses on his shoulder.

"No, you're not going anywhere yet," Dave said.

"Oh, I'm not?" Morrison asked, a sly smile on his face.

"No, my cocky pet," Dave replied. "You've been bad, I think I need to punish you."

"How, Master?" Morrison asked.

"Hm, I don't know," Dave whispered. "Maybe like this?" he asked, turning Morrison around and bending him over as he tore their pants off.

"I think I like this, Master," came the reply.

"Oh, do you?" Dave asked. "Then you'll like this." He spread his pet's legs apart and gently inserted himself inside him. Then he began thrusting like crazy. "Scream for me, my pet," he growled.

"Ahhh—God, yes," Morrison moaned. "Fuck me good, Master. I've been very, very bad."

"You like that, John?" Dave growled. "You like this cock inside you?"

"Oh, hell yes," Morrison shouted.

"Then tell me you like it," Dave groaned.

"Yes, Master, I love when your cock is inside me."

"Good boy. Then I'm going to keep punishing your ass, my pretty."

They kept at it for about another hour, then Dave pulled out when he saw Morrison's head slump onto the counter.

"Oh, well," Dave whispered. "This is how I'll get Mike tomorrow night." He carried Morrison upstairs and tucked him into bed, then settled himself into bed, falling asleep to the sounds of Randy and Cena making out in the next room.