Chapter 10.

Thanks to my loyal readers for your awesome feedback! I genuinely thought the previous chapter would bomb because it was so much shorter than others I've done, and the 'revelation' I thought would be too cliché and soapy…. It's not as black and white as people think…..just wait and see!

Cody was still taking everything in. He stormed out after Layla, wanting answers.

"LAY! WAIT!" he bellowed at the Divas Champ.

Layla stopped and turned to look back at him, fixing him with an angry glower. A few fans, obviously clued-up about this being the hotel the wrestlers were stopping it, were visible on the pavement outside the building, most sporting Punk and Cena shirts.

Two teenage girls had knowing smiles on their faces.

Cody spotted them first and motioned to Layla. The English girl sighed and fixed him with a final glower before wandering over to the fans to turn on the charm. And plus this could take her mind off the implosion of the friendship between her two best friends for now.

Josh Mathews strapped his seatbelt in as he gazed out the tinted window of the tourbus. He hadn't ridden the bus in AGES and it almost felt like a school field trip. Amongst the schoolyard politics of the WWE locker room, traditionally it was mostly jobbers, announcers and roadies that took the bus….or as the urban myths pointed out. It just depended on the travel obligations of everyone, and some chose to drive rentals.

In the seats opposite Josh were the ring announcer Justin Roberts and Eve Torres, both in deep conversation about something, probably the show from last night.

Josh looked down the aisle of the posh coach as more people boarded. Generally, the higher-card wrestlers sat at the back. Just like school. Josh was firmly in the middle of the bus, his arm on the aisle seat, which was saved. Saved in fact, for the blonde man shuffling up the aisle, his six foot six frame even more imposing in this confined vehicle.

Jack Swagger took the seat next to Josh.

"How's Catalina?" Josh asked.

"She's cool, thanks," Jack replied, "Hey….let's not talk about that, hmm?"

Josh was busy texting Jack Korpela….mainly aimless drivel. Josh had decided that he was long overdue a trip to Florida. Maybe he could get a match on NXT against one of the up-and-comers? Of course the main reason he'd been avoiding Full Sail was his ex, Richie Steamboat, but Josh would just have to man-up and deal with that. Hanging out with Jack Korpela at that gay bar last night was liberating for the small man. Jack was cute, fun to be around and best of all, didn't feel the need to be Josh's chaperone. Josh knew that he needed a break from Cody. If Cody was a true friend then he would understand. Admittedly Josh's way of going about it was juvenile and spiteful but he felt that Cody needed a sharp shock to back off.

Especially if he found out about Jake.

Josh had been having an affair with Swagger for the past two weeks. They had started off with DMs on Twitter, which had begun to be more flirtations…..and then the two men had begun texting each other late at night.

Which in turn had led to Skype sessions…..with raunchy video chats.

Of course, Jake and Josh had had a one-night stand back in 2009 when the Oklahoma-native was in his initial ECW run, but obviously since Jake had got married and had a baby, the encounter had become but a distant memory. It was Jake who'd first brought it up.

And been the first one to strip on webcam. Josh remembered the exact words Jake had said before he'd taken his boxers off (they'd been chatting shirtless anyway).

"Remember this?"

And Josh had forgotten how…..well-endowed the tall, handsome blonde was. It had been an awesome night back in 2009. Josh had shown Jake his own cock in return, and they'd masturbated on cam together.

But were yet to do the deed. It was a steamy, clandestine affair, and the only people who knew about it wereLayla, and after last night, Jack Korpela. Josh wasn't looking for commitment. Just someone to enjoy some alone time with for a bit. If that person happened to be married, and drop-dead-hunky too, well, as far as the little minx was concerned, that just made it hornier. Josh felt like he was eighteen again.

In the locker room just last night…they'd had a heavy makeout session which had ended up with Josh on his knees, sucking off Jake. They'd almost been caught by Randy Orton.

This morning they'd met up outside the hotel, not rooming together to divert attention. Jake's kisses had been hungry and needy. Josh had been grinding against the strapping blonde, converying his needs clearly, especially after the naughty photo Jake had sent him. But it would have to wait.

And neither man was aware that Cody now knew about it….thanks to Layla...but of course they'd been seen out of the corner of Cody's eye too.

"Wanna room together at Smackdown?" asked Josh, dropping his voice.

"I want to," Jake whispered back to his secret lover, "Forgot how much of a fucking amazing cocksucker you are."

Josh grinned naughtily.

"My mouth can accommodate," he said, "So can my ass."

Jake blushed and frantically turned to peer over his shoulder in case anyone heard. Zack Ryder was seated alone behind them but he was asleep, whilst next to them, Justin and Eve were idly playing on their phones….Eve had headphones plugged in.

"Stop it!" hissed Jake.

"You know you want me," Josh said, his blue eyes glinting and a mischievous smile on his pretty cherubic face.

"Forgotten you're a swallower," Jake grinned back, feeling his cock harden at the memory of last night...the thrill of being caught was what was turning him on. He was a married, professional wrestler carrying on a dirty little affair with a male cruiserweight and former announcer who was well known for being the locker room whore for many years. Everything about the situation was oh-so-wrong.

"Someone's really felt the strain of the road life," Josh went on, "Sign of a very frustrated man, with that load."

"Stop it….I'm so fucking hard," whispered Jake, barely audible. The coach shook as its diesel engine roared into life and the large vehicle began to steal into motion.

Josh gave Jake a sweetly naughty smile before checking around them, making sure nobody was looking at them….before slippinghis hand underneath the tails of Jake's blue button-down, out of sight, and under the waistband of the larger man's baggy khaki shorts….feeling the smooth, solid, perfect thighs….no underwear…HOT. Josh's talented and experienced little fingers were soon stroking the length of muscle barely contained beneath, Jake biting his lip to stop any moans escaping. No way could they get away with this…Josh was playing a very dangerous game here. It would be plainly obvious that he was giving him a handjob right there, no matter how he tried to hide it. Josh then gently withdrew his hand, enjoying the effect he was having on the Herculean blonde next to him.

"You fucking cocktease!" hissed Jake, now feeling VERY frustrated.

Josh just smirked at him. Oh yeah, the bitch was back. Nobody was going to tie Josh Lomberger down now. If he wanted it, he'd take it. Everything was now on his terms. He was once more in control of his lovelife. Things were better that way. Nobody got hurt. Underneath it, he was a lonely boy looking for Mr Right to share his life with. But until he found that man, he was content with keeping sex a strictly physical thing. The only disclaimer was though, his partners had to be nice men but prepared to dominate him. Men who would make him feel sexy and wanted, but also show him who was boss. Josh liked that. Jake was two years younger than Josh but that was OK. He was a big guy and mature with it so Josh never felt like the older in this situation. His career was on the up, so his sex life should reflect it. After the disaster that was his relationship with Richie, Josh knew that he'd have to think twice about letting someone into his heart.

"Just wait until I get you in bed," Jake snarled.

"Why wait until we get a bed?" Josh smirked, wiggling his eyebrows and crossing his short-clad, smooth, perfect leg over the other. Jake had said in their texts how much he liked Josh's slim, beautiful pins. Josh had donned these shorts especially to torture his lover today.

"I wanna fucking kiss you so bad," Jake moaned, still keeping his voice at a whisper.

Josh was texing Layla whom he thought would be on the bus as well today. He hadn't seen her get on.

To: MsLayEl

where r u ? didn't see u get on xxx :'(

It wasn't long before she replied.

From: MsLayEl

down the front. me n u need to talk ASAP x

Josh's heart sank. He had a horrible feeling he knew what it was going to be about as well.

"Whats up?" asked Jake, who'd noted the pretty little man's face fall.

"Lay just said me and her need a talk," Josh said, "Doesn't sound good."

"Don't worry about it now," purred Jake, shuffling closer and taking the angelic little face in his hands…..for a man two years older than him, Josh looked criminally youthful, with chubby, baby-smooth cheeks. He pulled Josh to him and began to kiss him, forgetting the potential audience of half their colleagues. Josh mewed back into the kiss, enjoying the thrill of being watched and talked about.

"Get a room!" complained Zack Ryder, who had been awoken by Josh's whimpers. He hadn't realised who it was making out in front of him just yet.

The men flew apart instantly, faces flushed. Josh found Jake's kisses intoxicating. Men with lisps seemed to kiss better than anyone, he found, thinking back to Cody kissing him at the gay pride parade. Now his cock was rock hard in his shorts.

"Look what you did," he whispered.

Jake just winked at him.

After what seemed like hours of tedious highway pounding, the tour bus was pulling into a service station, and many of the wrestlers and crew were itching to stretch their legs. It wasn't a great distance between the Raw and Smackdown arenas but still enough to make the journeys boring.

Josh followed Jake off the bus, his diminute frame a stark cntrast to the six-foot-six, perfectly-proportioned figure of muscle that was the All-American American. Josh squeaked when a sharp spank hit him on the ass as he passed the front rows of seats. He turned around in alarm to see Layla standing up.

"Thought that would get your attention!" she said. She looked a little pissed off actually.

Josh had completely forgotten about the text from her earlier. His mind had been firmly in his cock and ass, and was planning an urgent tryst with Jake as soon as they had a few minutes to spare at the rest stop. Looked like his lack of sleazy bathroom encounters might be coming to an end.

"Off the bus now, move it," barked Layla, pushing the small man forcefully forwards down the aisle and down the steps outside. Once they were both off the bus, the English girl bustled Josh across the car park until they found a quiet space where they could be sure they would be out of earshot of other co-workers.

"Lay, that hurt," huffed Josh.

"Surprised you could feel it, trailing after Jack like a randy teenager!" snapped Layla, "I just thought I'd let you know, Cody knows."

Josh blanched.

"About…..?"

"Not that, you and Jake," she said.

Josh heaved a sigh of relief. But then he realised that Cody would liably kill him later. He folded his arms petulantly.

"And?" he spat, "What's he gonna do? Send me to my room or cut off my cellphone? I take it that you told him. COuldn't resist having a gossip, hey, that it?"

"No, I'm sorry, it just slipped out, you know what a stubborn little shit he can be!" Layla said, "Darling, I may have put my foot in it big time. I told him that you and him should just hurry up and shag each other senseless and get it out of your systems."

"What the fuck did you go and say that for, Lay?" cried Josh.

"Because I'm sick of being caught in the middle every time you and him fall out," Layla said, "You're both grown men for God's sake! And besides, he was acting like a jealous girlfriend. He's clearly jealous because you're seeing someone."

"But I'm not seeing Jake," Josh said, "He's just…."

"He's married with a baby," Layla said, "You're playing a really dangerous game here, darling. It was bad enough you sleeping with…."

"Yeah, yeah," Josh cut her off, "I know I know….sometimes, I'm not gonna lie, knowing that I'm riding someone else's property makes me cum harder."

Layla rolled her eyes.

"Didn't need to be quite so crude but I get the point," she sighed, "Joshy, I'm not Cody, I'm not going to lecture you, it's your life and I'll always be here for you no matter what. But you and Cody need to sort your shit out. I know he's engaged to Ted. But you said yourself, it turns you on to bang someone else's man…."

"No, Lay, No…no." Josh said, "Don't go there."

"Cody wants you," Layla continued, "You might not like it, and I'd hate to see Teddy hurt, but it seems to be the truth."

"He loves Teddy," Josh said, "He'd sooner die than cheat on him."

"Exactly," Layla said, "It's killing him. He can't cope with the fact that he wants someone other than Ted DiBiase Junior."

"But the way he looks at Ted….if you so much as tease Ted in front of him he gets pissy," Josh said.

"You can belong to a building society but still go to a bank," Layla said.

"Lay, explain that one," Josh said.

"You can love someone but want someone else," Layla said, "It's not school anymore. Coddles really loves Teddy. But he also loves you."

"So what does this mean," asked Josh, knowing full well that what Layla was saying definitely rang true. Josh still, deep-down, carried a torch for the two-time Intercontinental Champion himself after all.

"I don't know," Layla said, "I honestly don't. If you want my opinion…..I think you and Cody would be an adorable couple. But then I look at him and Teddy and just think they're made for each other. Cody's a one-man guy."

"Don't I know it," huffed Josh, "He hated me sleeping around. I never heard the end of it. Says he thinks sluts are the worst forms of humanity."

Laylas phone began to ring at that point.

"Excuse me," she said, reaching into the pocket of her denim skirt, "Oh no…"

Cody calling.

Josh snatched the phone from her hand.

"Hey!" she cried.

"Hey Coddles," he said dully.

There was a silence at the other end before the caller spoke.

"What you doing with Lay's phone?" snapped Cody, his sharp tone almost causing Josh to drop the handset, "Thought you'd be busy getting an All-American dick up your hole."

His venom cut through Josh like a knife.

"Coddles, please," the small man said.

"Please what? Your life Joshy, your choice if you want to fuck married men, hope you're happy wrecking homes," Cody sneered, "Just don't come whining to me when they throw you aside like an old jockstrap and go toddling back to their wives, tail between their legs with your shit on it."

Josh had forgotten just how caustic Cody could be when he was pissed off at him. But this time he was not goung to take it. He was going to stand up to Cody once and for all. He loved the younger man dearly. But he was not about to be treated like a doormat.

"Okay, okay, I lied to you last night, and I'm sorry," he said, "Jack Korpela and Matt Striker can vouch for me. If you weren't so fucking possessive and overbearing over me, then maybe I'd have told you as well. Do you not think I hate putting Lay between us like this? Why can't you just be happy for me whatever choices I make, huh? Yes. I am seeing Swagger. I know it's wrong. But it's my life, and I can face the consequences, okay? I just want to enjoy myself without being hurt."

"And you think Hager cares about your feelings, he just misses wifey while he's on the road and needs a hole to blow his load in," Cody said, "Point is Joshy…..don't you think you're worth more than that?"

His voice had broken and Josh could tell the thickset man was crying down the phone now. His own eyes filled with tears. Layla rubbed his arm in a very maternal way. She hated seeing the boys fight.

"No, actually I don't," Josh replied, "Until I meet Mr Right, there's no point looking for love. Before I got with Mike, yeah, I felt empty everytime I had sex, but I knew that there was no strings and I could just move onto the next guy. I know I'm a slut. But maybe just some of us are on that bus. Not everyone is the commitment, white-picket-fence, 2.4 kids and a dog sort of guy. That guy is you, Coddles. Not me. You're my brother. Not my mother. Please just back off a little and let me live my life. I'm thirty-one. I'm all grown-up now. Now get back to Teddy and I'll see you at the arena, OK?"

"Teddy's gone back to Missisippi, he's got some promo stuff to go do," Cody sniffled, "I'm just at the gas station in the rental while D-Bry's filling up. Joshy. I'm sorry. I'll see you at the arena. Love you."

And with that he hung up. Josh hastily handed the phone back to Layla and wiped his streaming eyes with his arm. Cody could drive him around the bend sometimes. But he could never lose the Georgia native. Their friendship was so strong that it always found a way to repair itself somehow. Layla pulled him into a big hug.

"Next time, I will smash your heads together," she said, "This is the last time I play messenger girl."

"There won't be a next time," Josh said, nuzzling the soft, swan-like, caramel-hued neck of his other closest friend/adopted 'sister', "Now if you'll excuse me, Jake's waiting."

Layla playfully pushed him away, swatting his pert little ass as he made his way a bit more sassily into the service station. He felt in his pocket for his own phone. A missed call from Jake.

He hurriedly dialled.

"Y'ello?"

"Hey Jakey, sorry, Lay wanted to see me," he said, "Where are you."

"Bathroom. Furthest stall down. Get your sexy little ass down here."

Josh was boning up already. Jake sounded husky and horny. Yum. He began to search the place for the toilets. He didn't care how sordid this was. He had needs. He was a man in his prime after all. The other week might have kept him going for a few days but now he wanted more. He wanted to feel Jake's big dick inside his ass. 3 years ago was the last time and a whole lot had happened since then. Jake was a great fuck. But he knew the wait would be worth it. The foreplay thus far had always been electrifyingly good. At last he located the men's room. A couple of guys at the urinals. Damn. At least neither of them were people from WWE. He went into the first cubicle after spotting the furthest one down locked. He heard the two guys wash their hands and then run the dryer. He had to take a chance. He unlocked the door and tiptoed down…luckily the cubicles weren't directly behind the urinals really. He quickly bent down to peep underneath the gap. Yep, those were Jake's flip-flops alright. He knocked the door which clicked and opened to reveal the blonde hunk.

Jake grinned and pulled the little tart inside. Josh's lips clamped immediately onto Jakes and they began to kiss hungrily and urgently, hands groping all over the other, Jakes' large paws instantly grabbing Josh's ass cheeks as they dry-humped like a pair of horny teens, whines of pleasure leaving Josh's sinful lips.

"Such a little tiger," Jake breathed, his hands slipping inside the nylon shorts Josh was wearing, feeling soft, smooth skin and that beautiful ass….so round and small…but Jake remembered how much abuse this behind could take. Josh ripped his shorts down , exposing his hardon and amazing thighs, before his small hands eagerly began to undo Jake's khaki shorts, pulling them down…..oh man THOSE THIGHS….Jake was an amazing figure of a man. His proportions were perfect. He carried his 260 pounds beautifully. Not too hulky but not too lanky either. And a juicy man ass. Josh began to pull Jake back to him, the two men humping each other once more, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin, Jake attacking Josh's mouth with his talented tongue.

"Fuck me…" whimpered Josh.

Jake's eyes flashed naughtily.

"No time," he hissed.

"Always time," Josh moaned, breaking their embrace once more, and shuffling around in the confined space, bendin over the toilet, pulling his ass cheeks apart to expose his pink rosebud opening.

Jake almost came right there….such a little slut. He shuffled closer and placed his hard cock on top of Josh's ass, gently rubbing….he was making the sassy little minx pay for teasing him on the bus this morning. But he so wanted to penetrate that round, beautiful ass. He wanted to fuck Josh so hard he wouldn't be able to sit for a month. Something about man-man-sex was just so…..exciting to Jake. So forbidden. So sweaty. So raunchy. No pussying about. He had a really beautiful wife at home…..but now was not the time to think about her.

He continued to rub his cock between the two soft globes of flesh, teasing poor Josh to distraction.

"Cum on me." Josh whined.

"Huh?" asked Jake, voice hoarse with hormones.

"If you can't fuck me, cum over my ass, please, Jakey," Josh mewed.

Jake checked his Rolex watch….they really ought to be heading back but he was SO fucking horny….he had a better idea.

"Turn around," he hissed.

Josh did so, his cheeks flushed, pupils dilated, and his hard cock glistening with anticipation. Jake pushed him onto the toilet seat and then straddled him, before beginning to rut against him hard, their cocks grinding together. He was going to ensure they both got their rocks off together and fast. He kicked off his flip flops, and wriggled out of his shorts so he could really get close to Josh….he began to grunt and moan…this was the dirtiest, horniest thing the large blonde had done in years…Josh's eyes were almost shut and he was mewing loudly, lost in the sordid lust and pleasure of it all…

Jake began to grunt louder and faster….he was done…he was about to explode…..he began to sloppily devour Josh's mouth once more to stifle his own grunts and Josh's loud whimpers…..as his skin erupted with fire and stars flashed in front of his eyes, and warmth spattered between their toned torsos.

Feeling the heavy man's sweat and semen drip all over his abs, Josh could hold it no longer, and stifled a howl of pleasure, as he too, succumbed to his climax. This was so wild. He hadn't done something like this in years….it was like his twenties and teens all over again. Sleazy sex acts in a confined, dirty space. SO wrong, yet so right. And with a big manly man like Jack Swagger. He was in heaven.

Jake began to come down from his high first, and grinned at the pretty man in front of him.

"Fuckin' wild," he breathed, "Can't wait to get you in bed."

"Fuck what people say, I wanna room with you tonight," Josh whispered back.

"Well better get decent before they leave without us and Vince tans our asses," Jake replied, "Anyway, I'm buried enough as it is, I don't care what happens to me….but your career's on the up."

"Shut up," Josh said, standing up, difficult with jelly-legs, pulling up his shorts and grabbing some toilet paper to wipe himself down. Jake had a fair bit on his abs too. Josh gently began to clean his big lover up as the blonde fumbled for his khakis, trying to dress in this claustrophobic space.

I think that's a good enough ending for this chapter. Again, short and sweet but finally some smut. A different kind of smut this time. Sometimes the hottest sessions are those which don't involve full-sex.

And as usual, Josh and Coddles never fall out for very long…but as we can see their friendship is still very much in stormy waters. And of course when it comes to sex, it goes in one ear and straight out the other with Joshy..LOL

Please keep your feedback coming, even if you weren't keen on this chapter! :D xxx