Warning: This chapter contains strong language, sexual themes, and sexual content. You have been warned.

Josh hung up the phone and pouted. He looked across the desk at his boyfriend.

"That's the third time I've called Rey and he's not answering." Josh said to Randy. "I hope he's OK."

"He's probably still talking to his parents." Randy suggested. "You did say they had bad blood between them." Randy didn't know all of the detail but Josh had told him Rey was going back to Mexico to settle something between his parents. Randy only guessed that Rey had to settle something that happened in the past, and Randy guess that the thing Rey had to settle was bad.

"Yeah but it's taking a very long time." Josh commented.

"You did say there was a lot of heat between them." Randy said and Josh shrugged.

"I'll try to call him again late tonight." Josh started. "But we need to get to work." Josh said as he stood up and grabbed some files.

"We?" Randy asked.

"Yes we." Josh answers and sits next to Randy. "You have to help me make a match since Rey isn't here."

"What do I get out of this? Hm?" Randy asked.

Josh turned to Randy. "Well if you help me, then we can get out of here early and then we can." Josh leaned closer and whispered something in his ear. Randy's eyes lit up like fireworks on the fourth of July.

"Ok, I'll help you."

An hour past before Randy had finally found a match.

"This match may sound a little weird but hear me out." Randy began.

"Ok, lay it on me."

"So this guy, his real name is Phil Brooks but his stage name is CM Punk. He's America's top chef."

"And who did you find for his match?" Josh asked.

"Republican Senator John Bradshaw Layfield from Texas."

Josh looked at Randy and blinked. "Are you serious? Give me that." Josh snatched the file away from Randy.

"I know they are kind of opposite but opposites attract, right?"

Josh looked over the files. The first one was for the Senator.

Senator John Bradshaw Layfield. He's forty-five years old. He is one of the first openly gay national politician in America. He's republican, which shocked many considering most republicans take an anti-gay stance. He's forty-five years old. John splits his time between his ranch in his home town of Sweetwater, Texas, his home in Austin, and his luxury apartment in D.C. Prefers a younger man or someone that has high energy and can keep him going. Doesn't care about their political stance and looks don't matter. His potential partner has to be fine with his sometime hectic schedule and frequent travel.

Josh picked up the other file and read it.

Chef Phil Brook, better known as CM Punk or just Punk, is a world renowned chef. He's cook for everyone from the president to the British royal family and everyone in between. He has his own shows on the Food Network. He's also famous for his tattoos, piercings, off the wall comments. He's thirty-three years old and prefers an older man. He's straightedge, which means he doesn't drink, smoke, or do drugs. It wouldn't bother him if his partner drank or smoked but he does draw the line at drugs. He lives in Chicago but travels for his Food network show.

"So?" Randy questions.

Josh looks up at Randy. "I think it might work. It's a long shot but…I think they'll work." Josh grabbed the phone off of the desk. "I think I'll call the Senator first."

"Hello. This is Senator's John Layfield office. How may I help you?" The lady said.

"Hello, my name is Josh Mathews. I need to speak to Senator Layfield."

"One moment please." The blonde lady got up and walked across the door to the double doors and threw them open with ease.

"Don't you every knock Jillian damn." John cursed and Jillian just shook her head.

"There is a Josh Mathews on the line two."

John's face lit up. "Thanks, I need to talk to him…in private." He said to Jillian and Jillian just rolled her eyes and left.

John picked up the phone and pressed the number two. "Hello, this is Senator John Layfield."

"Hi, Senator I'm Josh Mathews with the match making service."

"Yes, I know who you are." John started. "Have you found him for me?"

"Yes, I have found a match for you. I'm going to send all of his info in an email but his name is Phil Brooks an-."

"The chef?" John asked.

"Yes, the chef…is there a problem?" Josh asked, worried.

John smiled. "None at all. Send me the email and I'll call him soon."

"OK, bye." Josh said and hung up the phone. He turned to Randy.

"Send John an email with Phil's info and then send an email to Phil with John's info. I'm going to call Phil."

"Phil we're going to start shooting in about five minutes." The executive producer of Phil's show told him.

"Alright, here I come." Phil said and stood up. As he stood up, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out and answered it.

"Hello."

"Hello, may I speak to Phil Brooks?"

"This is Phil."

"Hey Phil, I'm Josh Mathews-."

"Rey Mysterio's sidekick." Phil joked and Josh laughed.

"Yes." Josh answered with a chuckled. "I've found you a match."

"So who is it?" Phil asked.

"Senator John Layfield." Josh answered.

"Really?" Phil said slowly.

"Is there a problem?"

"None at all."

"Good, I'm sending you all of his info in an email. All of his contact information is in there."

"Thanks, I'll him a call. I have to go now bye." Phil said and hung up the phone.

Josh hung up the phone and looked over at Randy. "I sent both of the files." Randy said as he stood up and walked over to Josh. "Now, lets go." Randy said and grabbed Josh's hand.

Josh stood up and followed Randy out the door. "Where are we going?"

"To my house of course."

"Wait let me lock up." Josh says as the couple walks outside. Josh locks up the office and then proceeds to the car with Randy.

Josh gets in the passenger's seat and Randy slides into the driver's seat. Randy starts up the car and pulls out of the parking lot and starts the drive home.

The ride started out relatively quiet but this was nothing new for Randy and Josh. They enjoyed the silence in each other's company…but Josh had an idea. An idea that would break the silence.

Josh turned away from the window and smiled naughty, but Randy couldn't see the smile since he was focused on the rode. Josh turned his whole body towards Randy and Randy still didn't say a thing. Josh reached over the console of the car and placed his right hand on Randy's thigh.

"What are you doing?" Randy asked.

"Just touching my boyfriend, geez. Can I not touch you now?" Josh asked as he worked his hand up to the button on Randy's jeans.

"Of course, you can always touch me babe." Randy answered.

Josh carefully unbuttoned Randy's pants and slowly unzipped them. Josh then slipped his hands underneath Randy's boxers and grabbed a hold of Randy's cock.

"Shit." Randy swore, jumped, and looked down.

"Keep your eyes on the road." Josh said calmly. Randy looked up and turned the wheel, putting the car back into it's proper lane.

"Josh." Randy moaned as Josh began to stroke.

"Oh." Josh started. "You're already getting hard. Someone's anxious." Josh said and pulled Randy's semi-erect cock out of his pants and then continued his slow and methodical strokes.

"Josh." Randy said, now he fully erect.

"Yes, honey." Josh said as he started to speed his strokes up.

"You're going to make me pull this car over." Randy said and gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"Is that what you want to do? Pull over and fuck me in the backseat like a sult? Like a prostitute huh?" Josh whispered in Randy's ear and stroked Randy's manhood faster. Randy moaned again and forced his eyes to stay open.

"No you don't want that." Josh said in a low sexy voice. "You want to take me back to your house and bend me over the kitchen table and fuck me huh?" Josh said and ran his thumb over the head of Randy's cock. "Or throw me on your bed and fuck me threw your mattress. How does that sound baby?"

Randy couldn't response to Josh's question. He just let out a low and guttural moan.

"Or maybe." Josh started up again. "I can get on my knees and wrap my lips around your big cock."

Randy had to stop his eyes from rolling in that back of his head. "If you keep this up, I'm going to cum." Randy said and Josh stopped stroking but still held on to Randy's manhood.

"I guess I'll stop. I don't want you to cum just yet."

Randy roughly pushed Josh into his home after he had opened the door. Randy walked in the house and slammed the door behind him bother placing his lips on top of Josh's lips. Josh moaned into the kiss and lowered his hands so he could stroke Randy's cock again. Randy hadn't bothered to zip and button up his pants before he got out of his car. Luckily, it was the middle of the day and all of his neighbors were at work…or so he hoped.

Randy ran his right hand up and down Josh's body and put his left hand on the back of Josh's head. He gripped Josh's short hair and pulled his away from his mouth. Josh gasped. He was surprised at Randy's roughness but he liked it.

"Do you want to do what you said in the car? Do you wanna wrap your pretty lips around my big cock?" Randy asked in a husky voice and Josh licked his lips. Josh didn't answer with words. Instead, he dropped to his knees and stroked Randy a few times before taking his boyfriend's manhood into his mouth.

"Fuck." Randy swore and tilted his head back. Josh's mouth was like something sent from heaven. The way his tongue moves across the vein on the underside of his cock was a miracle. "Yeah, suck my cock."

Josh's eyes darted up at Randy as he sucked him off. Josh sucked on the head before taking Randy all the way down his throat. Randy's eyes rolled in the back of his head as his cock hit the back of Josh's throat. It was too much he was going to cum. "Stop." Randy groaned and Josh released him with a pop.

"Strip, now." Josh hurriedly took off all of his clothes and threw them on the floor in a pile. Randy smirked at Josh's speed. Randy put his hand on Josh's neck and pulled him in a deep kiss. "Go into the kitchen and bend over the table." Josh smiled and then turned around walked into the kitchen. Josh walked over to the wooden breakfast table and leaned over it. His palms on the table and his legs spread apart.

Randy came into the kitchen and looked at the view. It was the perfect view. Randy stepped out of his pants and boxers and then took off his shirt, so that now he was naked as well. Randy walked up behind Josh and smack him on his ass. Josh groaned at the contact. Randy leaned over Josh and kissed his neck and then kiss his ear before whispering in it.

"You're such a slut." Randy began as he ran his hand down Josh's back. "Teasing me in the car." Randy ran his hand down Josh's spine and to his ass. Randy teased Josh's opening with his index finger. Josh moaned and pushed back on Randy's finger. Randy chuckled. "Such a slut." Randy kissed Josh's neck. "Don't worry. I'll take care of my slut." Randy said before breaching Josh's entrance with his finger. Josh gasped and pushed back on Randy's finger.

Randy moved his finger around and fucked Josh with it. Josh pushed back and arched his back when Randy's finger hit his prostate. Randy smiled and hit it again and again.

"Oh Randy, fuck." Josh swore. He couldn't take it anymore. "Please Randy."

"What?" Randy asked.

"I need you." Josh moaned. "I want you inside of me. I need your dick." Josh begged.

"Then you'll get it." Randy said and pulled his finger out of Josh but quickly replaced his finger with his cock.

Josh gasped and his back arched automatically. The burning sensation and stretching felt so good. "Oh Randy." Josh moaned.

Randy waited for Josh to adjust, but not for too long because soon he was thrusting in and out of Josh.

"Oh shit." Josh moaned and Randy pumped in and out of him, hitting his prostate with every thrust. "God Randy, fuck me harder."

Randy grabbed Josh's hips and slammed into Josh. Randy grunted. Josh was so tight around his cock and he could feel himself and Josh beginning to come undone. Randy pulled out of Josh. He couldn't just yet.

Josh turned his head to look over his shoulder. "Why did you st-." Josh was quickly cut off when Randy turned him around and threw him over his shoulder.

Randy, with Josh over of shoulder, walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his bedroom. Once he was in front of his bedroom door, he kicked it open with his foot, walked in, and threw Josh on the bed.

Josh let out a same "Oh" as he hit the bed but before he could say or do anything else, Randy was on top of him and had thrust inside of him.

Randy grabbed Josh's legs and threw them over his shoulder as he pounded roughly into Josh. Josh's heat felt so good around him. He could be inside of Josh for days.

"Yeah Randy, just like that." Josh moaned. "Oh, you're gonna make me cum."

"Cum then, let go baby." Randy said and Josh could feel himself coming undone.

Josh gripped the sheets beneath him and arched his back as his orgasm ripped through his body.

The tightness around Randy's cock and the sight of Josh coming was just too much for him as he came undone and came inside of Josh. Josh's legs fell off of his shoulders and he fell on top of Josh, careful not to crush him. Once Randy had collected himself, he pulled out of Josh and rolled off of him.

Josh groaned at the lost of contact. He rolled over on his side and snuggled into Randy's side."

"I love you." Randy said and Josh looked up at Randy. It was the first time he had every said those three words.

Josh smiled. "I love you too."

A/N: I know I haven't updated in a long time and I have a great reason. I have the chicken pox. Yes, I'm 18 years old and I have contracted the chicken pox. I don't know how this happen but I'm just starting to get over them. I am still itchy but it's not as bad as before.

A/N2: Also, I have made an account on adult fanfiction. My name on there is YoominC. Since FF is starting this recent 'site clean up', I made an account so just in case anything happens to this story(Or any of my other stories) on FF, I will post it/them on AFF.

A/N3: I like this Slutty!Josh. You may see more of him in the future. Also, JBL/Punk will start in the next chapter.

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