Chapter 11
As ever, thank you all so much for the continuous support, glad y'all are still enjoying this!
Was a little concerned my last chapter was a touch repetitive so I'm gonna really build up the storyline now, much as we love the lovin', a plot's good too!
Gonna be a touch AU from now on, think of it as real life with added bonuses!
Enjoy!
Mike Mizanin, former WWE Champ, was in his hotel room, missing his boyfriend, who had this week's Raw off as Scott Stanford was doing his backstagey bits. He had his laptop open and he'd got his IM application open, several of his friends were online, and he'd just been talking to his boy on there.
As soon as Josh had signed off, another conversation window flashed up.
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: hey Mikey!
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: hey Ted...im popular 2nite LOL
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: got something to show u, coddles is beggin me to send it...he says hi btw :D
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: hey bitchface *waves*
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: hey slutboy...this is cody btw...ur soo gonna luv wot Teddy's gonna show ya haha XD
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: wot is it?
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: a video of ur bf at smackdown last week...b4 the taping XD
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: do i wanna know what it is?
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: it's AWESOME ;D honestly it is...
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: go on then, put me out my miz-ery (;D)
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: BAD BAD BAD joke! LOL
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: shut ur face hoe n put teddy back on!
A file was sent. Mike accepted. When it finally loaded he opened it. It was grainy mobile footage of two figures in the ring, obviously pre-taping. Mike recognised the slim body and back and bicep tattoos...his boyfriend was wrestling...wait..was that Cole? He watched Josh hit Cole with a vicious dropkick that would have Kofi Kingston applauding him...he certainly had improved and could easily be taken seriously as a wrestler any day. Mike vowed that one of these days he'd download torrents of the 2001 series of Tough Enough...after all he himself went through the show! He watched Josh take Cole down with a headscissors before standing in front of him. He backed up his tiny, pert ass before leaping into a standing moonsault (Mike decided he owed Eve a new dress for teaching his boyfriend that!) and landing across Cole's chest. Wait...was that CODY refereeing? Mike recognised the black trunks and kneepads, plus those long legs. Cody raised his hand once, twice, three times.
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: OMFG...why wasn't I invited 2 this? he never wants to wrestle me nowadays :(
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: im showing this 2 hunter n stephanie next show...no messin :D
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: WHY?
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: youtube search Josh Mathews...theres OLD-SKOOL footage of him doin backyard stuff...dressed as jeff hardy LMAO..he luks like a lil kid...SO CUTE XD
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: coddles, u bk on by any chance?
Ted DiBiase (MillionDollarMan82) says: how cud u tell? XD
Michael G. Mizanin (AWESOME1) says: coz teddy doesnt write like a queen :P
Mike chuckled to himself as Cody typed back an indignant response. He opened up YouTube and did what Cody suggested...he knew his boy was talented in the ring from the times he wrestled with them on Raw but he was curious to see old footage.
Ted and Cody both wore shit-eating grins on their faces as they knocked on the door of Stephanie's office for tonight's house show, which combined both rosters. It was the first chance they'd got to see her, and both were hell-bent on showing her the footage. And as her hubby, Hunter, was head of talent scouting, surely he'd give Josh a wrestling contract? Josh had wrestled in the past, albeit briefly, after all.
"Come in?" came that clear, crisp voice of one Stephanie McMahon.
"Hey, Stephanie, have you got a minute?" asked Ted.
"Sure, was gonna say you two are here early!" she smiled, "Sit down. What can I do for you?"
"Not for us, but we know someone who would be awesome additon to the roster!" Ted said.
"Ted, I've told you, we don't sign fans!" Stephanie sighed.
"Just check this video I took at last week's taping," Ted said, showing her his phone and getting the video up.
"And does Lomberger know you've come to see me?" asked Stephanie after watched it, an impressed smile on her face. She remembered the announcer's match with Booker T seven years ago.
"Er...no," Cody said, "He and Cole hate each other...really."
"Oh..I see," Stephanie said, "What you guys getting at?"
"Well, we had the whole Cole versus Lawler stuff, say Cole gets bitter because of what happened at Over The Limit and starts picking on Josh..."
Stephanie smiled knowingly.
"I get the picture," she said, "I know he's your best friend, but we'll have to see. Tell you what, I'll book Josh and Cole a match tonight, but they'll have to cut a promo, otherwise the fans will be like 'what the hell'. Soon as you see Mathews, send him to me, could you?"
"Sure," Cody grinned, and he grabbed his boyfriend's hand, "Thank you Steph!"
"Not at all, but don't come running to me if the fans hate it!" Stephanie said, "All I'll say on the matter!"
When Mike, Alex, Evan and Josh all arrived at the arena, Josh was surprised when he was waylaid by Stephanie almost as soon as he walked through the door!
"What's going on?" asked Alex, arm-in-arm with his boyfriend, Evan.
"Search me!" Mike said, "If it's got anything to do with that BASTARD GAbriel..."
Alex blanched at the sound of the South African's name. Evan threw an arm over the blonde's shoulders and rubbed them sympathetically.
"Stop, your making me jealous!" grinned Mike.
Josh came running back out at that point, looking flushed but grinning from ear to ear.
"What's happened?" asked Mike.
"I've got a match with Cole tonight!" Josh gasped, "Official! Where's Cody...bet this was his doing!"
"Don't complain!" Mike said, "Baby you got your first official match! I'm so proud of you!"
He grabbed his small boyfriend into a big hug and kissed him on the lips.
"Mikey, did I hear a squee?" Alex put in.
Mike flipped him off whilst still hugging Josh.
"Bad thing is," the little announcer said, "I've got NOTHING to wear! I don't wanna come out in my sweatpants, not like I did with Booker. Evvy, have you got any spare tights?"
"No, sorry!" Evan said, "Otherwise I would."
"Just wear your sweatpants, baby!" Mike said, "Don't go parading that little ass in trunks yet!"
"Okay, I need to go yell at Coddles for going behind my back," Josh said, "I'll see you in a bit, baby."
"See you. Love you." Mike pulled Josh into another close embrace, softly kissing his forehead.
"Love you too," Josh replied before breaking away from Mike and making his way down the corridor, hunting for Cody's locker room.
He knew he'd found it when he heard 'Judas' by Lady Gaga blasting from inside...for a comic book nerd Cody liked some seriously queer-ass music! He knocked on the door. No reply. He kicked it open.
Cody was sat in a chair, already in full ring gear (except the mask) and his 'off duty glasses' on his face - he often used them as reading specs as well. He was thumbing through another X-Men comic whilst Ted was stretching in the corner.
Cody threw his comic down when he heard the door burst open, and was about to throw an angry diatribe when he realised it was his best friend.
"Hey Joshy!" he beamed and scampered over to hug the little brunette.
"Hey Coddles," Josh replied, "Got a massive bone to pick with you! AND you, Teddy!"
"And what would that be?" grinned Ted innocently.
"Joshy, what's the problem? You got a match! Okay, its against Cole again but you're higher up the card than Jobber-TG already!" chimed in Cody.
"You could have told me!" Josh said.
"Was a nice surprise though?" Cody smiled.
"Yeah, it was," Josh said, "And Coddles...Gaga, seriously? Why do you not just wrestle in hotpants like Barbie's and have done with it?"
"MEAN!" Cody pouted, "She's a great singer, OK?"
Ted shook his head.
"Josh," the southern blonde said, "I've been through this with him a number of times! He had her album on repeat the entire drive here!"
Cody grinned cheekily, adjusting his glasses.
"I better go warm up," Josh said, "Good job I brought my training gear with me, really!"
"You looked SO CUTE in your match with Booker against JBL by the way!" Cody said, "You looked like a little boy!"
Josh flipped Cody off. He remembered that match well. Hopefully tonight he could bring his depth of training with Eve and his background in backyard wrestling into tonight. He was quite proud of his ability now, and he hoped the fans could see it too...he;d got enough backing from many of the superstars after more had seen him in the training sessions nowadays, but the WWE Universe were the real judges.
He was booked to beat Cole, thankfully, but he was not about to make it a squash match. He made his way back to his and Mike's locker room to change. Mike was already in his gear, including his "I'm Awesome!" raglan long-sleeve and was just gelling and styling his hair.
"Did I hear Gaga playing back there?" chuckled Mike.
"Yeah, Coddles must be the biggest queen in the WWE now!" groaned Josh.
"You and Layla did encourage him to be fair," Mike said, "If it makes him happy, leave him be!"
"I think I prefer him when he's being a huge nerd!" Josh sighed.
"You mean when he's got that DS stuck to his hand and his big glasses on?" Mike said.
A loud knocking sounded on the door.
Mike huffed.
"Been non-fucking stop that door!" he complained, "Sorry baby, we'll get some privacy soon! WHAT?"
"Is that stupid little fag in there?" came an angry snarl from outside. Mike rolled his eyes and looked at Josh.
"I believe your opponent for tonight wants to see you," he snarked before stomping to the door and pulling it open, switching on The Miz as soon as he did so.
"Yes Cole, how can I help?" he drawled.
Michael Cole flushed and adjusted himself briefly.
"Oh, sorry, Miz, I thought Josh Mathews was in this room?"
"He is, anything you can say to him you say to me, Cole," Mike continued.
"What the hell..why have I got a match against his sorry ass tonight?" blustered Cole, "Who told the bookers about last week?"
"That would be your other 'buddy', Cody Rhodes," Mike continued, "By the way Cole, next Raw, kindly stop jizzing every time I enter the ring. I know how awesome I am, and I don't you kissing my ass."
"Sorry, Miz," Cole said sheepishly.
Josh was doubled over with laughter as he listened...Cole was so pathetic, when he didn't have the Corre backing him up he realised what little threat he posed. He pulled his elbow pads on, tightened his sweatpants and padded over to his boyfriend.
"See they want me to kick your ass for the fans tonight," he smirked, "I look forward to it. Seems they can't get enough of seeing you get your sorry fat ass handed to you!"
"I used to respect you," Cole snarled, "When you were running around after Booker like a scared kid, I bigged you up so much on commnentary when all you did was crossbody and a dropkick."
"You're jealous, and just some friendly advice," Josh said, "Actually do some work in our match, this is a great oppertunity for me, and I don't want to squash you. After what happened at Over The Limit I think you could do with redeeming yourself."
Cole scowled at him.
"And another thing," Josh grinned, relsihing his rival's discomfort, "No fucking singlets, please. Bitch, it's bad enough having to wrestle your fat ass without having to look at it in that disgusting orange rag."
"Faggot."
"Cunt."
Mike suddenly felt awkward.
"See you in the ring, maybe I will wipe that cocky smirk of your arrogant little face," spat Cole.
"Fat chance, fat being the operative word," snarked Josh, "See you down there, bitch."
And with that he slammed the locker room door shut.
Mike whistled.
"I knew you didn't like him baby, but that was vicious!" he said.
"You didn't see him last week," Josh went on, "He's good buddies with Justin and Heath and they started giving Alex shit again, oh and me and Cody too of course, usual 'lubey asshole' shit, nothing original or new, y'know."
"If he even starts on Alex tonight, I will break the fourth wall and smash his face in myself," Mike said.
"Leave that to me!" Josh said, "You concentrated on kicking Cena's jorted ass instead! You're not champ anymore baby but you're still the main event..the most must see main event."
Mike smiled sappily...as if he needed another excuse to love this boy..he always knew just what to say to make him feel better!
Josh began to stretch his limbs, determined to be in top form for his match with Cole.
Cole, dressed in a simple t-shirt and track pants plus trainers, marched down to the ring, not in a good mood at all. After the merciless way in which Lawler, Eve, Bret Hart and JR humilated him at the last pay-per-view, he was determined to shut some of the haters up tonight by giving his cocky commentator colleague the beatdown the little punk deserved. He might be fucking the Miz but it didn't give him the right to swan around the WWE like he owned it. And Cole couldn't help how he...'felt' about Miz.
The audience loudly booed him as he stepped into the ring, grabbing a microphone.
"Shut up! SHUT UP!" he bellowed, "You can stop your whining...I am still undefeated at Wrestlemania, regardless of what that has-been old man, Jerry The King Lawler, did to me along with his four stooges at Over The Limit. But it seems, someone else has decided they have a score to settle with me tonight...he failed Tough Enough ten years ago but still seems to think he can wrestle me...Josh Mathews, put your money where your mouth is and prepare to have your skinny ass kicked!"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
They'd even given Josh temporary entrance music...OK, it was only Know Your Enemy, the Smackdown theme but still, he felt like a proper superstar as the song hit and he made his way purposefully down the ramp, swinging his tattooed arms as he went. He knew he was a lot more ripped than he was years ago and he really looked the part now. And a few of the fans noticed too as they reached out for him and cheered...he was the face here!
He grabbed a mic as he stepped into the ring.
"So Cole, obviously being Sharpshootered with your pants down didn't shut you up! I'm gonna do all these fans a favour and shut you up for good!"
Obviously they didn't realise that those were his real feelings and not just kayfabe. He threw his mic down and glared intently at the older commentator. The bell rang. No Cody, Eve, Layla or any of his friends this time...was Josh's chance to finally spread his wings and go it alone. He hoped Mike was watching.
Cole charged at him, attempting to clothesline him. Josh knew that to be a good babyface was to sell the match up and let the heel beat you down to begin with, so he fell to the mat. Cole, snickering, began to stomp him, Josh writhing and crying out, selling the pain. Cole went to cover. One, Two, Josh made sure he kicked out just at the last second. He tried not to laugh as Cole tried to run at him and clothesline him again, this time he evaded and bounced off the ropes before leaping into a huge dropkick, getting a cheer as he floored the arrogant announcer.
He ran to cover but Cole kicked out.
"Come on, show me why you're undefeated...no wait you've not got Swagger to help you!" Josh taunted.
That got Cole back on his feet.
"Come on then, come on!" Josh continued.
Cole grabbed his arms and they locked up, Josh trying his best to gain the upper hand. He kicked Cole in the groin and threw his arm around his shoulder. He leaned down and amazingly Cole didn't deadweight himself, allowing Josh to perform a pretty mean snap suplex before leaping into another cover, but Cole kicked out again. Whilst the older man was getting up, Josh scurried over and climbed the top rope - he wasn't afraid of taking risks at all now...was just like old times for him. As Cole ambled towards the corner, Josh leapt up and collided with his oppenent, landing in a perfect cross-body. Cole heaved and virtually threw the smaller man off him before he could pin him, before stomping him and gaining the upper hand again. Josh allowed himself to be beaten up for a bit...Cole really did know very little offensive moves..but he knew how to play cheap. As Cole started to showboat, copping shedloads of boos, Josh dived in for a roll-up but Cole kicked out again. Josh had an idea. When Cole got to his feet, Josh hooked his leg into Cole's and set him up..for his boyfriend's finisher - He swung his body back and threw Cole to the floor...getting a scream of approval from the fans. Cole rolled over onto his back. Josh knew it was time..he clambered to the top rope.
He balanced himself before jumping as high as he could into a beautiful diving moonsault, keeping his arms down this time as well. He landed flush...on Cole's chest, knocking the wind out of him. He stayed in position. One, two, three...YES!
He knew he was booked to win this special match anyway but he was ecstatic as the ref raised his arm and Justin Long announced him the winner as Know Your Enemy resumed playing. He was convinced that was his best match and that he'd nailed the moonsault. Audience members were desperate to get a piece of him as he made his way up the ramp, high-fiving as many kids as he could as he went. He finally made it backstage...and let out a loud 'OOF!' as he was swamped by two figures.
A moan and flotilla of kisses showered over his face suggested that one of them was Mike.
"So..fucking proud of you, darling!" gasped Mike, grabbing his boyfriend in a hug so tight that the small man almost suffocated.
"Mikey! Stop choking him and let me have my turn!" came the second figure's voice, and the slight lisp...it was obviously Cody.
"Back up, bitch, he's my boyfriend!" Mike pouted, "Are you glad I practiced the Skull Crushing Finale on you now?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Josh gasped, grinning from ear to ear, "He was HORRIFIED! I had to do it, the ultimate fuck you to him!"
"Coddles wants a cuddle," Mike said, breaking away, and no sooner had he moved away, the youngest masked brunette dived into Josh's arms, holding his small best friend close.
"Are you glad Teddy and I went behind your back?" asked Cody, pecking his friend's cheek.
Josh nodded as his friend continued to embrace him.
Well little Josh Mathews was suddenly the darling of the locker room...he was cheered by several of the superstars when he returned to his room to get some water.
"Well well, if it isn't our new cruiserweight!" Josh stared into the familiar dimpled grin.
"Problem, Cena?" grinned Josh.
"No, how can anyone have a problem with someone who shut up that poisonous little turd?" the WWE Champ replied, "Especially with more style than Jerry The King Lawler! Put it there, big fella!"
He raised his hand. Josh high-fived him, raising an eyebrow.
"What's with the hero's welcome?" he asked.
He ended up being stuck there for about fifteen minutes as some of the WWE's biggest stars came and congratulated him - Rey Mysterio, Kofi Kingston, Punk, and even Alberto Del Rio, whom Josh had always thought was as up himself as the character he played in the ring. He was more relieved when Alex and Evan fought their way through the throng to see him.
"Shall we get you back to your hotel, away from this mob?" whispered Evan.
"Don't you have a match tonight?" asked Josh.
"No, Jake twisted his ankle so we got the night off!" Evan replied.
"Alex, you not getting involved in Mike and John's match?" asked Josh.
"Not unless they ask me to," Alex replied.
Josh picked up his bag and followed the blonde out of the room and along the corridor. Mike had said not to worry about staying behind to watch his match if he didn't want to. Josh had protested but Mike was adamant - the older blonde had done many matches - this was Josh's first official WWE match since 2004.
"Oh look, guess spreading your legs for Hunter gets you into joke matches now does it?"
Loud, cutting and annoying, Justin Gabriel's thick accent slit the air. Josh sighed and rolled his eyes. He saw Alex blanch whilst little Evan's jaw set hard.
"Problem, Gabriel?" Josh asked innocently.
"Oh no, not that I'm a fan favourite and I get my match cancelled so you can have your fifteen seconds of fame by jumping on the Michael Cole bandwagon?" snarled Justin.
"We wouldn't just be a teeny bit jealous would we, by any chance?" Josh smirked.
Justin practically foamed at the mouth at this.
"Oh look, it's Riley...never knew you liked your men to wear diapers, Bourne!"
Alex went bright red but attempted to stare defiantly at Justin. Evan, however, had heard enough and before Alex or Josh could stop him, the scrappy little flier sprang. And Justin found himself once again thrown against the wall.
"YOU EVER," Evan growled, quite fearsome considering his tiny size, "EVER SAY ONE WORD TO ALEX AGAIN, and I'll have you kneecapped. Or take a razor to that face. I'm easy."
And to make his point, the fierce little ravenette smashed Justin's face into the hard concrete wall. Justin cried out and held his bruised and split lip.
"See you around, prejacker," sneered Josh.
The very next morning, Josh found himself in Mike's rental back on the road to the next show. Mike had had his Blackberry going all morning so far... had photos of last night's house show, including Josh's match with Cole, and some very complementary stuff written about his in-ring performance.
"Baby, I'm still so proud of you, I can't stop looking at those photos," Mike said, grinning big, even under his shades.
Josh blushed but in reality he was made up that his top-card boyfriend was proud of HIM. He hadn't been told what was happening tonight but he had a good feeling. Mike talked nineteen to the dozen most of the way, often gushing about how talented he thought his boyfriend really was! It was amazing really - many of the WWE sueprstars let their on-screen and in-ring personas bleed into their daily lives, blurring the divides between the character and the person behind it, but Mike could literally flick a switch inside his head to turn Miz on and off. When he was plain Mike, he was so sweet, kind and humble (not to mention an absolute fireball in bed), so in contrast to the rude, arrogant, mouthy Miz. Same with Cody - the adorable, geeky (if, of late, totally queeny) sweetheart with the nerdy hipster glasses was a total contrast to the dark unbalanced character he played. Yet some, like Cole, were just playing themselves the whole time.
After about an hour and a half in the car, Mike gave him one of his beautiful smiles as he gestured to Josh to place his hand on the autobox shifter. Josh was only too happy to oblige, and Mike held his hand pretty much the entire journey, only pausing to change to neutral at traffic lights.
"I love you," MIke said, somewhat out of the blue when conversation petered out.
"Love you too," Josh replied.
"You've made me so happy, baby," Mike went on, "I know I was a total douche for leaving notes but I thought you wouldn't believe me if I just approached you."
"Why?" asked Josh, "Because you were WWE Champ and I'm just a commentary boy?"
"Don't say that!" scolded Mike, "You're not just a commentary boy!"
He suddenly swung the wheel and pulled the rental over. He switched off the engine and turned to look at the younger, smaller brunette beside him. Josh was a little startled.
"You're hot, sexy, sweet, awesome," Mike began, grabbing Josh's head and planting a kiss on his lips after every word, "And not to mention pretty fucking shit-hot in the ring! Why you never won Tough Enough is a total fucking mystery!"
"Stop it, you don't have to overdo it!" Josh laughed nervously.
"I mean every word," Mike snapped, eyes sparkling and intense.
And before Josh could react, Mike leapt across the console and began to devour his lips hungrily, moaning wantonly into the kiss as his hands instantly began to wander.
"Fuck me," he gasped, "Right here, right now."
"Mikey!" whined Josh, "The rubbers and stuff are in the trunk!"
"Then do it bareback and spit," snarled Mike, fiercely undoing his jeans and pulling them down his tanned, perfect legs. He kicked them off along with his shoes before flinging the driver's door open.
"Mikey, what you playing at?" exclaimed Josh.
"Always wanted to be done on the hood of a car!" Mike said, a wicked smile on his face, his bottom winking in the sun...he was crackers - anyone could drive by and see! But Josh was horny after Mike's pouncing on him, and seeing his half-naked boyfriend at any time of the day never failed to stir his emotions up.
"Wait a second!" Josh said. He ripped the key out the ignition and exited the rental, opening the tailgate. After locating his backpack he found some lubricant. He didn't want to hurt Mike. Sod the rubbers, they didn't slut it about and were both one-man guys, right?
He padded around the car to his waiting boyfriend, who looked like an utter sex kitten - in just a blue button-down, legs apart, resting on the bonnet, cock to full mast...all for him. The most must-see superstar of all time...sat on the hood of a rental car in some state somewhere in the Mid-West, waiting for innocent little Josh Mathews to fuck his ass.
"Come here," Mike purred, opening his arms. Josh melted into them, as the two men began to sensually kiss each other, tongues dancing as they became so lost in one another.
"Fuck, I love you," breathed Josh.
Mike's blue eyes filled with tears and a small smile lifted his features.
"Love you more," he whispered back before gently touching their lips together. Josh broke the kiss and sank to his knees...taking Mike in his mouth. Mike threw his head back and moaned into the sky.
Josh continued to slurp and suck at Mike's dick before getting to his feet and and snapping open his jeans and straining briefs.
"I always say it baby, but your tattoos are so fucking hot," MIke breathed as Josh threw his jeans and underwear to his ankles. He squirted the lube onto his hand and began to coat his cock.
Instantly Mike opened his legs.
Josh coated his fingers and began to scissor Mike, at this time missing having this done to him...for a versatile he'd been top for too long...he was hoping he could have Mike inside him soon, if Mike was happy to top for once.
"Baby," he purred.
"Uh-huh?" Mike gasped...Josh was just tickling his sweet spot inside...not the time for talking!
"Tonight...I want you inside me," Josh moaned, "I miss being fucked in the ass."
"Just...fuck me, please...talk later!" whimpered Mike. He whipped around, supporting himself on the bonnet of the car, his beautiful bottom ready and waiting. His mind was filling of Josh's small, round, twinklike ass...and that small tattoo on his back as Mike pounded him into oblivion.
"I'm very loud.." Josh growled as he thrust inisde Mike, reaching his hand around to support himself on his taller, stockier lover.
"I bet..." whined Mike, "Oh fucks sake, baby, please stop TEASING!"
"Okay, okay," Josh said and thrust his tiny hips forward. Mike cried out. They were in the open air, and the older blonde was not about to suppress himself.
"OH yeaaah!" he shouted, as they began to fuck like wild animals in heat, "FUCK THAT's GOOD! OH YEAAAH DO ME!"
"Like that, huh, HUH?" his partner countered, thrusting with all his might, the sight of Mike bent over the car bringing him VERY close already...he was so close...this was going to be a quickie...he needed to come..NOW.
"Not...gonna...fucking..LAST!" he screamed, his body sizzling with ecstasy as he drove one final time into the blonde.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! DON'T STOP NOW!" Mike whined, almost there, Josh tapping his prostate right on the button...
"FUUUCK!" screamed the smaller man as he came hard and fast, his release exploding inside Mike and dribbling down his legs.
The warmth...Josh's cute voice screaming such language...Mike let out a shrill scream as he lost it, aiming his cock at the hood...
"The rental company will bill you for that!" Josh gasped, chuckling when they both began to recover from their orgasms.
"You're amazing," Mike said simply, that small smile on his face again. Josh knew that smile...it was subtle but his eyes said it all..the way they sparkled. When Mike looked at him like that, Josh felt like he was the only person in the world who mattered.
"Hate to spoil the moment baby, but we need to get dressed, this breeze is starting to chill," grinned Josh cheekily. Though Mike at present was still keeping him warm if you catch the drift..
"Okay," sighed Mike, wanting to stay this close to his beau forever. He softly pecked the brunette's lips before they released each other, Josh pulling his pants up.
"Ever driven naked?" asked Mike.
"Michael!" Josh said reproachfully, "Put your pants back on...got a show to get to!"
"Spoilsport!" pouted Mike, giggling but doing as he was told.
After another forty minutes, they were finally arriving in town for tonight's show. After flashing their ID's to security they were parking up. As they were getting their bags out the trunk, a maroon Mazda people carrier pulled up and the driver waved madly, under his large, dorky white shades...and Madonna's 'Into The Groove' clearly heard blasting from inside.
"Trust Coddles to make an entrance!" Mike smirked, his hand almost automatically slipping onto Josh's who mewed at the contact.
As soon as the engine of the Mazda was switched off, the passenger hopped out..a blonde witha sunvisor on his head.
"Oh thank fuck for that!" he complained, "He's been playing fucking Madonna all the fucking way!"
"Careful Teddy, don't get glitter on the concrete!" smirked Mike.
Ted flipped him off as he went to open the tailgate. The damn thing was locked.
Josh dashed over to the driver's door and pulled it open.
"When you've finished shaking your ass, Coddles, think Teddy's waiting to get his bag!" he said.
"Hey Joshy!" Cody beamed, leaping out and hugging his friend.
"Madonna...really Coddles?" Josh raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, I was born when that song came out, OK?" Cody said, "And it's a tune."
"Why are you acting so GAY?" groaned Ted.
"Oh shut up Teddy, you weren't saying that when you were deep inside my ass this morning!" Cody smirked.
"CODY GARRETT RUNNELS!" Ted snapped.
Cody shut up and sheepishly unlocked the tailgate before shutting the driver's door. He silently grabbed his X-Men backpack and his ring jacket, before buckling the bag across his chest like he always did. He looked like an overgrown schoolboy.
"Awww, has ickle Cody got his packed lunch in there?" Mike smirked.
"Nothing wrong with planning for everything!" Cody pouted.
"Did Big Teddybear make it for you?" Mike went on, tickling Cody on the chin...the young brunette shoved him away.
"You're jealous because Josh made you buy McDonald's I bet!" Cody shot back.
"Actually it was a Teriyaki Chicken sub but who's taking notes?" Josh put in.
"You guys are like fucking grade school kids!" Ted groaned, "Why me?"
"It's cos we haven't got Lay to keep us in line!" Josh grinned.
"Keep you in line? She's as bad as you lot!" Ted said.
By now they were entering the arena, still bantering and squabbling amongst themselves like kids as they went. As soon as they found the guerilla area, all men's eyes immediately flew to the booking board.
And all of them, yes, even Josh, had matches tonight.
Pre-matches - Cody Rhodes, speech to crowd. Paper bags.
1. Tag. 1 fall. Ted DiBiase & Cody Rhodes (W) vs. Daniel Bryan & Sin Cara(L)
2. Divas. 1 fall. Eve (W) vs. Rosa Mendes (L). Maryse interferes on Rosa's behalf...Eve to win by DQ.
"Bet Eve's gonna love that!" commented Mike.
. 1 fall. Evan Bourne (L) vs. Jack Swagger (W). Swagger to win by submission.
4. Single. 1 fall. The Miz (W) vs. Alex Riley (L).
5. Single. 1 fall. Josh Mathews (W) vs. Primo (L)
Cody let out a sharp giggle.
"Hey, Josh, you got your first true test...against Primo...I forget that guy is still even employed!" drawled Ted.
"Am I just gonna get all the shitty jobbers now?" complained Josh.
"Better than being pissed on by Mark Henry or something!" Cody put in.
"Ewwwwww!" Josh said, "Don't be so gross Coddles."
"I didn't mean...oh can it!" Cody gave his friend the finger.
6. Main Event. Triple Threat. R-Truth vs John Cena (W) vs CM Punk
"Looks like a good show tonight," commented Ted, "Wow, good for Ron, main eventing!"
"He's gonna get a title shot," Mike said, "WWE Title shot!"
Cody was sat on a bench, tapping on his phone.
"Coddles, c'mon baby, let's go get some ring time seeing as we're opening!" Ted said.
Cody ignored him.
"Okay baby, I'm sorry I shouted. I'll buy you dinner tonight?"
"Yay!" Cody got to his feet, "And I get to choose the music in the car again?"
"Don't push it!" chuckled Ted, heaving his boy over his shoulder and carrying him, plus his heavy backpack towards the changing rooms. That was a lot for one man to carry in itself - the amount Cody tended to pack. Plus Ted had his own bag to carry.
"They're such a cute couple," Mike commented, "I can't beleive they've been dating three years!"
"Hope we last that long!" Josh said, "Hey, do you know what else? I think we could be seeing the first WWE civil union before this year is out, mark my words!"
"Really?" Mike raised his eyebrows, "How do you know?"
"Coddles really wants to propose," Josh said, "But sssh...you didn't hear that OK? Teddy doesn't know as far as I'm aware...don't blab to Maryse!"
"I won't...jeez baby boy, what do you think I am?" Mike sighed.
"I know, but Coddles will go nuts if he finds out I told you!" Josh said.
"Why did you?"
"Oh shut up!"
Mike took Josh's hand as they both also went to go and get changed and prepare for their matches...Josh more excited than ever...his road to WWE Superstar-dom was just beginning...he was sure of it!
I think you can see where this is going, I really like the idea of adding a meatier story to this, along with all the other threads...particularly Justin getting his just desserts..which trust me, he will get! Remember we're in June 2011 at the minute...Capitol Punishment looms, and you never know..!
And bona fide wrestler!Josh I love the thought of...seriously look him up on YouTube! He has done backyward stuff (and was pretty damn good too...WWE have got a serious bit of talent in there that needs to be used!) and had quite a high-flying style. And check his match with Booker T against JBL and the other guy from 2004...he gets limited ring time but was definitely better than Michael Cole who got a whole PPV match and was shit! Not to mention he looks huggably cute in it as well!
Keep your reviews coming, they make me happy, help me with ideas at times, and keep me writing! Sorry this one's been late! xxx