Title: Liquid Gold

Author: NeroAnne

Disclaimer: I don't own ANYONE! None of this is real! NOPE! None!

Summary: "The champ," John breathed, "is still here." Mike smirked, "Correction; the champ is in my ass."

Notes: Because TheMizMagnet is just TOO hot to ignore. XP! She's done the amazingness, making yum Hardycest and Randiase for me, XP! In return, I shall give her Mizena and any other Mizniss she needs, XP! I do so love her. SHE IS MINE. I hope she loves.

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Mike grinned, watching John proudly hold up his title. "Yay!" he cheered to himself. He looked towards his phone when it began to ring. He smirked as the ringtone made its way to his ears.

"All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a cir-cus-"

"Hah!" Mike yelled triumphantly as he answered the call. "My boyfriend beat yours!"

"…Shaddap!" Jeff screeched on the other end. "That didn't count! Shawn started-"

"Of course it counts! This just proves that Hunter sucks compared to my man," Mike taunted. "So sorry, Jeffy-girl! I have a champion to sex up!"

"You're such a twat," Jeff complained.

"Suck me!" Mike sang cheerfully before he hung up. He waited patiently for his boyfriend to get back to the locker room.

Several men watched him.

"Take note," Jack whispered to Evan, "Now that Cena's won, those showers are gonna be overrun by Mike and his loud ass screams."

Evan flushed. "Jack," he whispered fiercely, "We don't talk of such private matters!"

"Private?! He screams Cena's name like a banshee!"

Mike shot him a glare but then immediately brightened when his boyfriend strutted into the room, the title held up over his head.

"People," John began seriously. He took a deep breath, "I…" he grinned goofily, "am the man!"

Jack, Randy and Ted snorted. Cody, Evan and Kofi grinned.

Mike grinned and hurriedly rushed into John's arms, laughing happily as John hugged him fiercely. "There's my champ!"

"And here's my champ," John purred, pecking Mike's lips over and over again. "Awe, babe. You looked so hot tonight. Made my shorts tight with that wide grin after the match."

"Did I?" Mike cooed, ignoring the snickers from the other superstars. "I'm so glad."

"Take it to the showers!" Jack called out, hiding behind Evan when Cena turned to glare at him.

Mike grinned and led John to the showers. "Come on, big guy," he winked.

John followed like a puppy, grinning widely and shoving his title against Orton. "Here, hold this,"

Orton snorted, dropping the belt on the ground. "Arrogant sumbitch…"

John gently pinned Mike against the wall of one of the shower stalls, kissing him softly. He moved his hand down to Mike's chin, tilting it up and holding him there as he kissed and suckled at those soft lips.

"Mmm," Mike wrapped one of his arms tightly around John's neck, using the other to unbutton John's shorts.

John helped him, his own hands sliding down to rip off Mike's shirt. "I'll buy you another one," he growled when Mike opened his pretty mouth to complain. He slipped his hands down to Mike's pants, jerking off the material, gripping his bare hips as soon as the pants fell. "Oh, you were waiting for this, weren't you?"

Mike grinned, feeling the cool air hit his hard cock, shivers racking his body. "Uh huh." He grabbed the water knob, turning it to the left.

The warm water cascaded down their bodies.

John groaned lowly, feeling the liquid hit his back to slide down his boxers and knees. "Damn, that feels so nice…"

"I know what'll feel better," Mike whispered. He moved his hands to John's boxers.

John was so tempted to smirk but couldn't as he watched Mike free his aching cock. The warm water dripped down his ball, causing him to moan deliriously. He lifted Mike's gorgeous legs to wrap around his waist. "Ready, boy?"

"So ready." Mike bit his lip as John raised his knees a bit, his thick cock aligning with his tightened pucker. He let out a loud wail, partly to annoy the wrestlers outside, but mostly because John's cock was just that damn good.

John let out a low groan, pressing his forehead against Mike's. He smirked playfully. "The champ," John breathed, "is still here."

Mike smirked, "Correction; the champ is in my ass." He grabbed John's ass, pulling him closer. "Deeper. Fuck me hard, champ."

"You're a champ, too, babe," John whispered. "Imma fuck my champ through the wall of this shower stall."

"Oh, do it," Mike begged. "Fuck me so good!"

John pulled out, shoving back in only seconds later, his eyes darkening as Mike let out another of his loud wails. Mike was so damn vocal. It made him so hard.

Mike groaned, his nails raking down John's back as the older man increased his tempo. "Mm, baby," Mike let out a beautiful little gasp, feeling John's dick stroke at his prostate, "Oh, god, that's so good!"

"You like it?" John whispered, attaching his lips to Mike's wet neck. The water began to get a bit colder now, stinging their bodies hard. He growled and thrusted faster, "Your ass clenches so tightly around me when you're getting off baby…"

Mike whimpered, frantically clawing at John's back. He felt his cock twitch before he spurted all over John's stomach, the essence quickly washing down John's stomach.

John grunted, "Damn…" he kept thrusting but growled when Mike shoved him away. He watched Mike go down on his knees and he smirked, playing with Mike's hair.

Mike suckled at the head of that thick cock, staring up at John as he did it. His boyfriend's lusty blue eyes mirrored his. Smirking, Mike lowered his head, gagging purposefully around John's cock.

"Ah, shit, baby," John gasped, his body shuddering. "Damn. You really want me to shoot down your mouth, don't you?"

Mike nodded, his head bobbing against that large cock. He eased his mouth towards the tip again and opened his mouth wide. "You wanna jerk over me?"

"The hell kinda stupid question is that?"

Mike laughed, watching John begin to jerk his dick. He watched with heated eyes as John's fist moved back and forth on his meaty length. "So hot," Mike whispered.

"Open wide," John purred, feeling his balls begin to tighten.

Mike did just that, accepting the hard blasts of cum on his tongue. He swallowed it down, moaning loudly as John groaned. Reaching up, he helped John milk the rest of his juice before swallowing down all he gave.

"Mm, sexy," John whispered. He jumped when the shower curtain was pulled open.

Jeff blinked, staring at them. His arm was wrapped around Hunter's waist. "Sorry," he smirked, "looking for a stall ourselves."

Mike giggled, seeing the blush on Hunter's face as he gazed at John's limp cock.

Oh yeah. His man had a good one.

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