Chapter 37
Lovely responses to the last chapter! Yeah Coddles won't change...in a away he was being a mouthpiece for me hitting out at criticism I received about how I characterised him!
Yeah the last chapter was meant to bring a sense of normality to proceedings and sometimes it is nice to slow the pace down a little. Smackdown this week , wow,- I still maintain somebody from the Creative team reads this fic...
After hugging Mike goodbye in his taxi to the airport and mentally counting down until the next Live show, Josh hitched up his backpack and padded over to the maroon Mazda which was waiting for him. He was going to ride with Cody and Ted to Little Rock for tonight's taping.
"Come on Joshy, quit bellyaching and get in," Cody said.
It was a quiet journey - Ted was subdued, well hungover...serve him right for trying to compete with Stephen at drinking! Josh was immersed in Angry Birds - he'd only recently discovered just how addictive the meme-ish game was! And Cody was saddled with driving duties, and he did drive, as Ted had said on many occasions, like a grandma.
But soon they were pulling up at the arena.
"Oh God...no," groaned Cody, spying two men and a dark-haired girl getting out of a white Impala.
"I still can't recover from last week...who let Slater on the mic?" Josh put in.
"Stay in the car, they won't see us," Ted said.
"Wonder who they'll make you put over this week?" Cody complained as soon as Justin, Heath and Rosa were out of sight.
"Coddles, I'm OK with it, honestly," Ted said, "Anyway, tonight, I get to show off those new trunks you got made for me."
"What's this?" asked Josh.
"Christmas present from trouble here," Ted said, adjusting his visor, "Made me some DiBiase Posse trunks."
"Designed all by yours truly," grinned Cody.
"Do they cover your ass crack, Teddy?" smirked Josh.
"Yeah, that's MY ass, ring rats can get their dirty eyes off!" Cody put in.
"Ooooh, bitchy," Josh teased, "All set for your title match?"
"Hell yeah!" Cody said.
At last they gathered their paraphernalia up and left the car, making their way inside.
Soon they found the running order board, and sure enough, Josh was scheduled to work a dark match before the show started - the time it took him to go backstage, get his suit on and come out with Cole to the announcers' desk could be edited out - which was why Josh's matches were mostly on Superstars or Smackdown - but first he had to commentate for Superstars.
"What outfit you gonna wear?" asked Cody.
"Black and red stripy, its hot as fuck," Josh grinned.
Yep, another Layla cast-off. Black shorts, black boots, with red and white stripes on the kickpads bearing the word 'FLAWLESS', a red and white belt, and a red, white and black armband also bearing Laycool's word.
"You should get those redone with 'not wise'," Cody said.
"Never thought of that," Josh said, "Though I wear these to keep the fans thinking of Lay."
"She's at FCW next week!" Cody reminded him.
"Oh yeah, Coddles, it's a date, don;t forget it!"
"How could I? Teddy, show Joshy the trunks I had made for you!"
Ted rolled his eyes and reached into his bag.
"No Teddy, model them, get the full effect!" crowed Cody.
"I charge extra for that!" Ted smirked. He was remarkably cheery considering this week he was down to lose to Hunico.
Cody laughed derisively at something else that caught his eye.
"Joshy! Joshy!" he said, "Check this out! One-Man-Failed-Genetics Experiment is jobbing to fucking Hornswoggle!"
Josh joined in the laughter.
"Oh that's beautiful! How the fuck am I expected to call that?" he choked.
"So trouble, you still gonna be my champ tonight or are you giving it to that over the hill announcer?" asked Ted, deepening his voice on the word 'announcer' in a pretty bad impression of Cody.
"Still your champ, Teddy," Cody grinned.
At that point his phone buzzed. He checked to see who was texting him.
"Oh awesome, Dustin's here!" he said.
"He's here most days, duh," Josh said.
"I know but I think we're doing a segment," Cody said, "I can't wait...this feud is gonna be epic."
"Josh, who you against?" asked Ted.
"Tyson," Josh said, "Pretty sweet."
"Winning or losing?"
"Winning."
"Joshy? Win by moonsault, please."
"I always do, Coddles, you should know!"
"If you do, I will too!"
Ted couldn't hide his glee. He loved seeing his man moonsault - in Ted's opinion, only Evan could better Cody at the moonsault...that move was a thing of a beauty, style and grace...which was why Cody didn't do it often.
"Got no choice then," grinned Josh, "Look at Teddy, he's wetting himself."
"Awwww Teddy, getting you worked up...make sure you get a good seat, I will moonsault just for you!" Cody beamed.
"Oh blech, Coddles, really?" Josh said.
Cody flipped him off.
"It's BORING when YOU do it," he pouted.
"MEAN!" Josh said, "Right, Teddy, hold him down...somebody's asking for a tickling."
"Let me," Ted grinned, and Cody cried out adorably as Ted wrestled him to the carpeted floor of the atrium, tickling Cody under his arms where he knew the ravenette was especially ticklish! The youngest man let out peals of laughter as his beau attacked him.
"TEDDY! THEODORE...STOP" cried Cody, flailing his limbs, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"I really worry about you guys sometimes," came a voice.
Daniel Bryan had arrived.
"He called my moonsault boring!" Josh said.
"Hey, don;t involve me, I'm just passin' by!" Bryan said.
"Good luck, don't let Show sit on you!" Cody said, face red, chest heaving in and out from the tickling attack.
"Hey Deebo, where is he most ticklish?" asked Bryan.
"Why do you ask?" Ted smirked.
"So next time he spoils issues of comics I haven't read or steals my graphic novels in Raw locker rooms..."
"Coddles!" Ted said.
"You weren't reading it, and plus it was compensation for jobbing to YOU!" Cody said.
"Next time Codeman, I will tickle you in that ring, and big Teddybear can't save your ass then!" chuckled Bryan.
Superstars had finished and now the Smackdown taping was due to start once Josh's match was complete and the little man had put his grey suit on.
He was in the locker room with Cody and Ted, and all three men were changing into their ring gear.
Ted was first to change.
"Come on then Deebo let's see the new trunks," Josh said.
"Why is everyone calling me that all of a sudden?" asked Ted.
"Because it's a sexy nickname, and means I get exclusive rights to Teddy," Cody smirked.
"Coddles...shut up!" Josh teased.
Cody flipped him off and laced his boots. He was first to have changed. He padded over to the wall and reached behind himself, gradually lowering is body until he was in a full-blown crab position on the floor.
"Coddles, what are you doing?" asked Ted.
"Just preparing to moonsault...Joshy you never do this before a match, you should."
"You're worse than Dolph!" Josh smirked.
Cody kicked his legs up and flipped his body over, back onto his feet.
"Woooo! Flawless!" Josh chuckled.
Ted shook his head and reached into his bag before kicking off his sweats.
Josh had to fight back a giggle - Cody's blue eyes were fixed upon that amazing ass in the black sports thong. Not that you could accuse someone of perving on their own boyfriend/fiance.
"Coddles, stop drooling," Josh said. Though he couldn't deny that Ted had an amazingly hot ass. Not as juicy or as grabbable as Mike's but still...DAYUM.
Cody flipped him off again and continued to ogle Ted as the blonde pulled on a brand new pair of black and orange printed trunks, bearing 'DIBIASE POSSE' in a font that looked a lot like the Back To The Future font.
"What do you think, Joshy?" asked Cody.
"Hot!" Josh said, "They remind me of the Boston Bruins a little bit."
Ted shrugged.
"Yeah well, I'm not great with colours," Cody said.
"LIAR!" Josh said, "You pick his clothes out all the time!"
"Oh can it..bitch." Cody grinned, "Joshy...when did you last shave your legs?"
"Oh fuck." Josh knew there was something he had to do at the hotel yesterday, "It's OK, changed my mind anyway, want to wear these."
He kicked his jeans off and bent over to pull out a pair of shiny dark purple trousers with a black belt on them. He was well aware that the black Aussiebums he was wearing today were very tight and showed his ass off to perfection.
Cody tiptoed over and groped Josh's ass.
"Hey!" he said reproachfully.
But then he squeaked with surprise when Ted did the same.
"Couldn't help myself!" the blonde said mischeivously.
"Want me to grope yours, Theodore?" demanded Josh.
"Hey...that's my ass and mine alone!" Cody put in.
"And this ass is Mikey's, Coddles." Josh said, pulling on the purple trousers and pulling the belt tight. His waist was so slim..no wonder he could comfortably wear the very petite Layla's clothes. He then slid his feet into his black wrestling boots before hooking them through the fabric stirrups.
"You not got the headscarf thing?" asked Cody.
"Because it says Laycool on it, dickhead," Josh said, pulling the 'FLAWLESS' sleeve on to his left arm.
"Cig?" asked Cody.
"Oh go on then, if I must," Josh said, reaching into his bag.
"Thedore, you joining us?" asked Cody.
"Nope, I'm gonna hit catering," Ted said.
"Teddy...come with!" begged Cody.
"No way," Ted said, "You don;t want me in your mean girls time."
Ted just padded out, chuckling to himself. Cody's eyes immediately fell back on his retreating, trunk-clad bottom.
"Awww," Josh said, "You are so cute."
"How?" demanded Cody.
"Because the way you look at him, especially his ass...so possessive," Josh said, "Teddy's got his pet champion...he's a lucky-ass mofo."
"I'm the lucky one...I'm hitting that ass, occasionally," grinned Cody, "Mikey's hot and all Joshy, but just LOOK at Teddy..."
"You and him are as hot as each other," Josh said, "You're prettier, I think. Not saying that because you're my best friend, mind."
"Whatever Joshy," Cody said, grinning more broadly than ever, "But thank you."
He pecked his friend on the cheek as they made their way into the corridor and then out the nearest side door.
"Coddles, I miss you without kneepads," Josh said as they perched on a low wall, "You've got amazing legs."
"So have you baby," Cody said, "Too many haters on tumblr. I gotta look more like a champ and less like a poser."
"Coddles...from what I read fangirls SWOON over your body, especially your legs," Josh said, "The white looks good with your tan and all, but I preferred you in black."
"So did all the pervs who do screengrabs and call me Colossus," Cody smirked, "And it matches the belt."
"How did you cope in your match with Teddy back at Night Of Champions?" asked Josh.
"I didn't...he pounded me SO hard afterwards," smirked Cody, "He got me when he spinbustered me and started stroking my stomach when pinning me...instant boner that just wouldn't go down...hence why I made him deadbug. Wanted to finish up."
"Coddles...do I need to know this?" asked Josh.
"I thought friends told each other everything?" asked Cody, "I don't have anyone else to really talk about it with?"
"You were getting quite friendly with Eden Stiles before she quit!" Josh said, "Coddles, what is it with you and us announcers?"
"Much as I love you Joshy, it's nice to make new friends once in a while, especially with Lay still not back," Cody said, "You should follow Eden on Twitter, she always liked you, yknow."
"Really?" asked Josh.
"Yeah, she once said to me that if you weren't dating Mikey, she'd probably have asked you out!" Cody beamed.
"Does she not know about...?"
"Not my place to tell her," Cody said, "See? I'm not as much of a blabbermouth as you all think I am!"
"So what did she say about me then?" asked Josh.
"Mainly how hot your ass was, how cute you are, how manly your ink is...and how hot me and you look together...called me a little peach!" Cody said.
"Don't tell Teddy!" teased Josh, "But have to admit, your ass is getting very peachy!"
"Joshy," Cody said, and he looked serious for a moment. He threw his cigarette onto the floor, stamped it out and shuffled up the bench.
"Yeah?"
"If I wasn't with Teddy...as in, I'd never met him, and you'd not met Mikey at all...who would you date?"
"Weird question," Josh said, "Have to say...you. Honestly."
"Funny," Cody smiled, "I was gonna say you as well."
"What about if you were straight?" asked Josh.
"Hard to tell," Cody said, "Can I give more than one answer?"
"If you must!" chuckled Josh.
"Okay...Beth, Lay or Eden," Cody said, "How about you?"
"Lay...the other divas are hot and all...no contest...especially with her booty. Or perhaps Maryse. You'd have a laugh with them then as well."
"Joshy...say if you and I were a couple...who'd bottom?"
"We'd be versatile!" Josh said, "Can I tell you a secret?"
"Sure, baby."
"I haven't let Mike near me since...you know what."
"What do you mean?"
"Oh no, we've had sex loads of times since...I just haven't bottomed."
"Not that bad, least you can still have sex?" Cody said.
"I'm worried Coddles, if he fucked me...it'll give me flashbacks. But Coddles..I'm gagging for it. All this talk about asses...wow we're deep aren't we?"
"Great choice of words," quipped Cody.
"Oh can it. Coddles, what's your fav ourite position?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Mikey knew Alex's. And I like having this kind of closeness with someone who won't judge."
"I'm boring," Cody said, "Done most of them but favourite is on my back, legs on his shoulders...always cum first that way. What's yours?"
"I'm with Alex, doggie all the way," Josh said.
"I can't believe that big beefcake actually takes it up the ass," Cody said,"Don't they call guys like that muscle Marys?"
"That makes you one then...Coddles you aren't exactly a twink yourself these days."
"And what do you mean by that?"
"Your upper body, well..WOOF!" Josh grinned.
"EWW!" Cody said, "You sound like a dirty old queen...Omigod you SOUND LIKE CENA!"
"Cody Garrett Runnels, how dare you!"
"You love it bitch."
"Right. Last warning. Can it or tickles."
'Nasty Girl' began to play as Josh made his way to the stage, posing and sticking his hand on his hip as always as he sauntered down to the ring. He was surprised to see his opponent already in the ring, and more surprised to see that it wasn't Tyson Kidd. Curt Hawkins. This meant squash match.
He posed on the ropes as Layla always did before taking his place in the ring. The bell rang.
Curt and Josh circled each other a bit before tieing up.
"You look like such a fag," snarled Curt.
"Least I'm not buried," sneered back Josh.
"Whatever. Announcer." Curt hissed.
Josh kicked him hard in the middle before whipping him into the ropes. He leant down to attempt to back-drop him but Curt kicked him in the head, drawing in 'OOOH's from the crowd.
Josh managed to fight back, building some momentum with a few punches, before performing a back-spin kick, and when Curt leaned over, Josh leapt into a dropkick, sending the pony-tailed former partner of Zack and Edge to the mat. Josh went to cover..1..Curt kicked out. Josh raised him up and whipped him but Curt countered and whipped Josh into the corner. Curt kicked Josh again and then began to choke him with his foot. Josh gasped and coughed - the jobber wasn't holding back.
"OUT THE CORNER!" barked the ref.
Josh got to his feet as the ref told Curt to back up. He punched Curt before turning to kick him again, screaming as he did so. He then grabbed Curt's head, twisted his own body around and fell into a sitout position...a nasty Layout that Curt at least had decency to sell.
Josh crawled ontop of Curt and stuck his leg out. 1, 2, 3. No moonsault but oh well. If it was a dark there wasn't much point. He raised his arm as 'Nasty Girl' played once again and then made his way back up the ramp.
As soon as he went through the curtain he almost ran into Cody.
"No moonsault? Joshy, disappointed!" the brunette said.
"Coddles...talk later, gotta change!" Josh panted as he dashed away down the corridor.
The show had just wrapped. More challenging than Josh realised as he had to try and put over Justin, who interfered in Heath's "match" against Hornswoggle as well as Rosa as she once again stood at ringside barking loud Spanglish to Epico and Primo. The little man had to admit that he'd have found Rosa quite funny in her new role if she wasn;t such a hateful bitch to him. On the plus side, at least Cole had now finally seen Justin and Heath for what they were and was being much more pleasant to Josh. They still wouldn't be best mates but at least they were getting on off-screen as well. Cole had even praised Josh's dark match as well, and said how good he looked in Layla's purple costume.
Josh had just disappeared for the final time through the curtain. When an unseen force threw him into the concrete wall.
"I saw you! FLipping me off when the cameras weren;t on you!" screamed a voice. A distinct twang and Josh looked into an evil sneer on an otherwise handsome, goatee'd face.
"Fuck off Gabriel," gasped Josh.
"You better start showing me some respect...ANNOUNCER," snarled Justin, "And you even try pull of another stunt like the shit you did with Riley and Bourne, and I will have you."
"Why the fuck should a fucking rapist get any respect?" spat back Josh.
"Rapist? Don't flatter yourself! You were asking for it, like any good SLUT," sneered Justin, thrusting his tanned hand around Josh's throat, "I saw the way you squashed Hawkins as well...Curt's got more talent in his little finger than you have and at least he dresses like a fucking man!"
"You boinking Hawkins now...wow Gabe, looks like you must be desperate," drawled a voice. Cody had turned up, flanked, surprisingly, by Daniel Bryan.
Justin turned to see the Intercontinetal, and World champions stood behind him.
"Yeah Gabriel, I'd take a walk," Daniel said, "Rescuing leprechauns from your stupid sidekick doesn't change anything."
"Oh you can talk, dwarf, is your head on upside down or something? Newsflash! Movember is long over, Danielson!" sneered Justin.
Daniel just chuckled.
"You really are a sad case, aren't you? No wonder you've been turned into another jobber with a party trick move."
"You ripped off Benoit! You can talk!" spluttered Justin, "You were nobody a few months ago, everyone had forgotten who you were!"
"And who are you, Gabriel? How long has it been since the Corre? Your leader might have been feuding with Randal but the rest of you have just been buried on Superstars!" Cody sneered, "You're not even relevant anymore. So fuck off."
"Tho fuck off," mimicked Justin, in an exaggerated lisp, "Rhodes, you might be kicking an over the hill announcer's ass out there and wear gold, but it doesn;t mean your just a castrated fag with big biceps and famous last name. I bet if you weren't the son of that fat halfwit you wouldn't have made it past the indies."
Cody's eyes narrowed. His jaw set.
He edged closer.
"What the fuck did you just say, Gabriel?" he snarled, voice low and dangerous. Justin had taken a shot at his dad. Apart from attacking Teddy, the only other way you could truly infuriate Cody was insult his family.
"Touched a nerve have I, Rhodeth?" smirked Justin, "Is it because your dad's not all there up top that you decided to bend over and peddle your ass to DiBiase? Wake up, Rhodeth! He wore the million dollar belt but he doesnt have a quarter of the personality of his old man. How sad can you be? Face it, you'd be working as a stripper in gay clubs if you weren't a Runnels fucking a DiBiase."
That did it. With a furious growl, Cody manhandled Justin away from Josh and threw the sneering bully into the wall.
"DON'T YOU," he was snarling, veins throbbing in his temple, "EVER...EVER MENTION MY FATHER OR TED AGAIN."
He was laying into Justin with his fists.
"Codeman, no, don't, it's what he wants," Daniel was saying.
"Go on, kill the smug bitch," Josh was hissing with relish.
Daniel shot him a look. The World Champion grabbed Cody and managed to haul him off Justin...just as Dustin, AKA GOldust sans facepaint was just turning the corner.
"Jesus...what the fuck's happening!" the older man cried.
"Your brother just went schizo on Gabriel," Bryan said.
"No he didn't, he had fucking good reason to!" Josh cried angrily.
"Hey, Codes, what the hell?" demanded Dustin to a scarlet and seething Cody.
"I'm gonna kill him, I mean it," he snarled at his older brother, "He takes one more...just one more shot at Dad...and I'm putting a fucking Luger in his head."
"Jesus will you calm down!" Dustin said.
"BACK UP!" screamed Cody at his brother. And he shoved the suited man out of the way and stomped off down the corridor.
"Hey, Danielson, go find Deebo. Now." ordered Dustin, "Mathews, you get after him. I'll see if Dad's about. When he's in a mood like this...I don;t like it."
Josh had never seen his best friend so angry. Normally Cody just looked like a pissed off cat when he was mad. But he looked very intimidating when he was like this. Like he was in the ring but multiplied by ten. Especially with his stacked, muscular build.
Josh scurried up the corridor, trying to pinpoint where Cody went.
"Cody?" he called, "Cody?"
No answer.
Daniel Bryan didn't need long before he found Ted DiBiase in the locker room, sat checking his tweets and supping a Gatorade.
"Hey, Deebs," Bryan said, "You busy, man?"
"Nope, why?" asked Ted.
"Codeman's on the rampage."
"What you mean? What's happened?"
"Gabriel."
Ted rolled his eyes.
"What's that fucktard punk done NOW?"
"Let's see," Daniel said, "First he called Codeman a 'castrated fag with biceps' and then called his dad a 'fat halfwit'."
"Uh oh." Ted knew of course that the worst thing you could do to his beloved brunette was insult his iconic father.
"And you came into the firing line too...said you had no personality and were only there for your name. Told Codeman that if he wasn't Dream's son then he'd be a stripper in a gay club."
"Okay, the shit about me I can take," Ted snarled, "But that big mouth has gone too far this time. Someone needs to shut him up for good."
"I'd find Codeman first...even Dustin looked scared," Bryan said.
"Cool...cheers D-Bry," Ted said, "By that, great spot with Show and Henry tonight."
"Cheers...sorry you lost again, but nice tights," grinned Bryan. He was still bleeding a little in the mouth.
Ted got to his feet and padded out of the locker room.
Josh wasn't having any luck finding Cody. He'd checked every men's room he could find and the IC champ wasn't to be seen in catering or the locker rooms. He decided to ask at reception.
The foyer was still full of fans and Josh wonderd if it was a good idea. He recognised a member of arena staff and dashed over.
"Excuse me," he said, "You seen Cody Rhodes about?"
"Yeah I have, he came through about five minutes ago, dunno what crawled up his ass!" the young man said.
"What do you mean?"
"Some fans tried to stop him, he pushed them away and stormed out into the street...still in his wrestling clothes!" the staff member replied, "The fans were calling him all sorts."
"Oh fuck," Josh said, "Cheers."
He dashed through the throng and outside. Little Rock was a pretty big city and Josh really didn't fancy wandering the streets looking for a dark haired man in white trunks and hooded jacket...especially in a more religious state like Arkensas. However, luckily, Josh didn't have far to look.
In the shadows, trying to hide but still pretty visible thanks to the bright floodlights around the arena and his white clothes, smoking a cigarette moodily, was Cody.
"Coddles?" asked Josh nervously.
"FUCK OFF! IT'S CODY, NOT CODDLES!" the brunette bellowed.
Oh shit.
Josh reached into his jacket pocket for his phone. He dialled.
"Hey Teddy. Where are you?"
"Still trying to find him...why?"
"Found him..need your help. he's outside."
"Cool, cheers."
And Ted hung up.
Within five minutes the blonde was running outside, also still in his ring gear but at least he'd put a dress shirt on over the top.
"Hey Josh, where is he?"
"Sat down by that wall...hasn't said a word or moved since he screamed at me."
"Screamed at you?"
"I made the mistake of calling him Coddles."
"Ah." Ted padded over.
"Baby boy?"
"Ted. How many times. It's Cody. Not Coddles, Codfish, baby boy, faggot boy, fem boy or whatever you feel like calling me this week. I'm a fucking man, Teddy."
"Nobody says you aren't!" Ted said.
"Yes you do. Every single fucking one of you. Treating me like a little baby, aww look at poor, castrated, abused, and feminized ickle Coddles!"
"Abused?" Ted said.
"The fucking fans!" Cody snapped, "Even in fan fiction, I'm always the victim. Always the one who gets hurt. It's like they don't want to think of me as anything other than a soft toy. Well guess fucking what? I'm a man. A pro wrestler. Son of a legend. Intercontinental Champion! Just remember who I took this belt from...a man almost a hundred pounds heavier than me!"
"That roidhead? Who's he these days..buried on Superstars!" Josh said.
"Baby, I hate to say it but I did say stop reading that shit online," Ted said, "It's gone and put ideas that aren't there in your head! Do you not realise just how shit-hot Vince is on you at the moment? He's been so impressed with your ring and mic work...you're dead set to be the next World Heavyweight Champion before the summer. Coddles, and don't say another word, I don't just love you for your amazing body or your in ring talent. I love you for who you are. The big sad comic and video game geek who plays with dolls. The big mouthed overgrown kid who always makes people laugh even if sometimes he makes me cringe. I love you Cody Runnels. Just as you are. Don't change for me., for Josh, or for any bastard that thinks they can tell you how to be."
Josh was visibly moved at Ted's little speech. He'd tried his best to put Ted over tonight, calling him a 'Southern gentleman' on commentary (which was true of course!) and it was so sweet to see him fuck his principles and just tell Cody how he felt, without caring who thought what about him.
Cody silently got to his feet. The speech had touched him as well. As soon as he heard Ted actually say what he felt, that dissolved his fury almost insantly.
"You heard the man," Josh put in, "Get your white ass over here."
The brunette began to walk towards them, still looking pissed off but at least he wasn't shaking. When he reached Ted he began to hungrily kiss him, not caring who saw them.
"Love you, love you, love you," he was murmuring between kisses.
"Love you too Codes," Ted murmured.
"Show me."
"But Josh...!"
"He can watch."
Josh gaped. Part of him was itching with perverse curiosity now. But part of him didn't want to see his best friend get done up the ass.
"Coddles...no..see you on the road or something tomorrow."
"You're riding with us, and the key is in my bag," Cody said, "So you take a walk in the cold air in this city alone, or you can open your mind a bit more."
"I hardly think..."
"Can it," Cody cut him off, and resumed sloppily kissing Ted. He grabbed Ted's hand and rested it on his bulge. They really were going to do it here! In front of Josh!
"I can't do this," Josh said, and turned away.
"What you so afraid of, huh?" challenged Cody.
"How many people do you know watch their best friend get fucked?"
"And since when have we been like normal people?" asked Cody. Josh looked to ted for some kind of support. But the blonde just had a wicked smirk on his face. He was horny as fuck and if Cody wanted Josh to watch them fuck, than that was fine by him. Not like he was ashamed of a freaking hot piece of man like Cody!
"Come on Joshy, come play with us," Cody said, shooting Josh one his charming smiles, "You were OK using Jack Korpela as a cream filling in a Mathews and Miz sandwich!"
It was then that Josh realised Cody's trunks were round his ankles. The brunette was on his padded knees, pulling Ted's trunks down and sucking hard...Josh couldn't help but watch. WWE Universe members would pay thousands of dollars to see this!
And Josh did know that if he hadn't met Mike, he would be on his back right now for Cody. And that boy mostly bottomed? What a waste of a truly hot piece of man.
Ted knelt down.
"On your knees, baby boy," he purred.
Oh wow. Josh's cock twitched. His accent was heavenly when he was horny. No wonder Cody was so satisfied...the little brunette undid his chinos and pulled them down to his knees. His hardon sprang free and he began to jerk himself off.
Cody got on all fours in front of Ted...who began to lick and slurp between those two solid round globes of flesh. Cody moaned wantonly.
"OH yeaaah Teddy...eat me!" he gasped.
Josh fought a moan of his own off...he wished Mikey was here...he'd be on his back right now, legs apart, begging Mike to ravish him...he'd compete with Cody to see who could moan the loudest!
Cody rolled over onto his back, and began to remove just his kneepads.
"Whatchoo doin?" asked Ted.
"You miss these legs, don't you Teddy?" Cody purred seductively, "In the ring...or wrapped round your hips...or on your shoulders..take your pick."
He shot Josh a wicked smirk as he said this. What a sex kitten. He spread his legs and raised them, keeping his black boots on. Cody liked ring gear sex. And Ted liked fucking him in ring gear more than even when he was naked.
Ted just smirked as he lowered himself into position, still in his kneepads, boots, and brown dress shirt. Josh wished he'd take it off so he could see Ted's naked ass.
Cody's legs were resting on the blonde's shoulders as Ted gently drove himself inside, those walls tight as ever. Cody whimpered slightly.
"Oh yeah...feels sooo right.." he mewed.
Ted just softly began to kiss Cody's lips.
"No talking," he drawled softly. He thrust his hips out then in. Cody gasped loudly.
"More!" he choked.
Ted did so again. And again. And again. Cody's tanned hands reached down and grabbed Ted's bottom, feeling those glorious glutes as the blonde began to really pound him. He was gasping and moaning like a ten dollar whore as Ted well and truly saw to him, right there, in the open Arkensas winter air, outside their place of work for the night, and in front of his best friend in the whole world, Josh Matthew Lomberger.
Josh by now was furiously fisting his cock, his other hand with two moistened fingers deep inside himself, fingerfucking himself like nobody's business, trying to feel one inch of what Cody was feeling right there.
"OH! OOOH! AAAAAAAH!" gaspede Cody as his tanned body tensed up...and he erupted furiously all over his perfect abs and the IC belt (again...he'd lost count of the amount of times that belt had been his cum dumpster!)
Seeing his friend come undone...sent Josh right over the edge and he bit back a scream as he came hard too. Cody's load was enormous!
Ted pulled out.
"Teddy...usual place," Cody said, still gasping for air and high from his open-air orgasm.
Ted straddled Cody's chest. Oh fuck...this was too much for Josh. How much hotter could those two get?
"NNNNGGH! NNN!GGH! AAAAH! FUUUUCKKK!" growled Ted, coming hard all over Cody's face and chest.
Josh pulled his pants up and zipped his fly. He was coming down already and suddenly felt like a total pervert.
"Joshy...wait," Cody said.
He extricated himself from Ted and located his trunks, quickly slipping them on to cover himself.
"I pity whoever takes that from you!" Josh said.
"And you wonder why he chose to resurrect the white belt?" grinned Ted.
"I know why now, filthy hoe," Josh said.
"DIdn't see you complain...quite a load, Joshy, we're that hot, huh?" smirked Cody.
"Hey...it's been a couple of days since I fucked Mike!" Josh said.
"Bet you really miss him now!" chuckled Ted.
"Yeah I do!" Josh said, "Strangely it hasn't made me feel weird."
"Because you had permission...no scratch that, Coddles bullied you into watching," chuckled Ted.
"Now I want to see him and Mikey at it," Cody said, "I can already imagine...he's told me what Mikey's like, Teddy...I wanna see some of that."
"Maybe if you're very good boys, might let you smash that as well!" Josh said.
"Really?"
"No way! Who do you think I am! Pervert!" Josh chuckled.
"Miz has a fuckable ass, I'd say," Ted said, "If I didn't know you, I would think he's the top. And I would so tear that apart."
"Mikey a top? With that FINE ass? Teddy, come on!" Cody said.
"Well look how many perve on mine!" Ted chortled.
"Any ring rat gets a grope of that, I will scratch the bitch's eyes out!" Cody said, clasping Ted's hand, "My Teddy is not a sex object."
"Coddles is back in the room, yay!" Josh said, "Remember Coddles, listen to your Teddybear. Don't change."
"Or there will be trouble!" Ted grinned, "I'll get our stuff and meet you boys at the car?"
He started to walk off.
"Teddy."
He turned to look at Cody.
"Forgot something!" the brunette said.
"Oh course," the blonde said, turning to kiss Cody.
"Love you, Theodore," the brunette replied.
"Love you too."
And Ted disappeared back inside the building.
"Well, Joshy?" asked Cody.
"Hot. As. Fuck," Josh said, "Defining moment in our friendship. And Coddles...fuck me...you gush like a motherfucker!"
"Always have done, some of the tricks I had in my OVW days got scared off by it!" Cody said.
"If you were straight, that'd be one happy woman!" Josh chuckled.
"Where would I be without a friend like you?" Cody said, his eyes sparkling with a slight emotion.
"Bored as fuck!" Josh said, linking arms with the younger brunette.
"Love you," Cody said.
"Love you too," Josh said, "No more repressing? Got it?"
"Got it," Cody replied.
"By the way, if we were a couple, you'd top!" Josh smirked, "Colossus."
"Oh can it. Bitch."
"Hey, proud member of hashtag team bottom. Hypocrite."
"And this is why fate made us best friends forever!" Cody said.
"Exactly."
Er...yeah. Not sure why it led to that but thats just the way my twisted mind works sometimes! And I thought we could do with a bit more smut. Specifically Codiasi as that was what I was in the mood for!
BTW those who know about the RL stuff - see what I did earlier? ;) LOL
Think I might take this to WM28 and then end it. Seems like a good spot to end it on.
Another thing. Brodus Clay = Bagfuls of WIN :D
Can't wait to hear what y'all think! XXX