Chapter 50
This is it. The finale. We're finally here. Wrestlemania.
So without further ado, let's go.
Miami, Florida was buzzing.
After weeks, months and a whole year of build-up, the big day was finally upon them all. Well, it was a few days away but of course there was a whole week of Axxess.
It was a special week for little Josh because not only was he providing a lot of commentary and presenting jobs in the run-up - Layla had officially re-appeared alongside her fellow superstars and divas for the first time since May last year. What with his other best friend having a high-profile match with Big Show and Layla inches away from her WWE return...and of course, Richie being invited along for the week to be with Josh, and things were shaping up for a pretty amazing week.
Raw had come and gone, and tonight was the final NXT, Superstars part two and Smackdown tapings in the Road to Mania.
Josh and Cody had not heard from Alex since their little skirmish last week. Although they'd seemingly made up, something clearly wasn't right.
Cody had checked the board and wasn't surprised to see he wasn't down to wrestle tonight. Not that he minded in the slightest!
"Unexpected night off then, trouble?" drawled Ted, "Wanna come practice your golf swing?"
"Wouldn't mind swinging something else," grinned Cody.
"Urgh, shut up, both of you!" bitched Josh, annoyed that he had to commentate and be away from Richie whilst Ted and Cody were all over each other.
Cody smirked and poked his tongue out at his bestie before turning to steal a hungry kiss from Ted.
"We're gonna head back to the hotel, Joshy," he said, "See you on the gold course."
"I'll whip your ass," Josh pouted, "I played with Cena, remember?"
Cody blew a raspberry in response before waving adorably and turning back on his heel, making sure he walked slowly so Ted could keep up with him. He grabbed Ted's free hand with his own and turned to shoot a beautiful smile at his beloved blonde. He was so happy to be back with his Teddy...he hoped that he would heal up soon.
"Can't wait for this to heal so I can drive again," complained Ted as they approached Cody's rental, "You drive like a fucking grandma, baby boy."
Cody responded with another raspberry.
"Is that your new answer to everything?" chuckled Ted. He loved it when Cody was in full-on big kid mode.
Cody smirked before blowing another raspberry.
Ted shook his head and made to pull the passenger door open. Cody scooted around the car faster than blinking, and slapped his hand away, before pulling open the door like a chauffeur so Ted could get in.
Cody was also loving Ted in those beige knee-length shorts actually. He'd noted that Ted, despite his injury, had been keeping up with his own manscaping routine of late. Cody was itching to get his favourite toy back to his room to play with. He may have a large collection of action figures (or 'dolls' as Ted called them) but nothing beat the life-size, heavenly-accented figure sat in the rental with Cody right now.
Cody started the engine and slowly and calrefully backed up, almost un-necessarily checking his mirrors as he began to drive out of the car park and back to the hotel.
"You know, it is a forty mile an hour limit," quipped Ted.
"Can it," Cody scolded, "Just concentrate on resting your ankle."
Bit pointless when Ted knew that once they were in the room Cody was going to have his wicked way with him, but he knew better than to tease Cody when he was behind the wheel. Soon they were making their way back to their bedroom and finally, the door was closed and they had privacy once more. Cody helped Ted hobble to the bed and made him comfortable, before kicking off his shoes and casually undoing his (well, Ted's but they shared many items of clothing) jeans.
"You're a very naughty boy," teased Ted.
"I know," Cody replied, a very mischeivous smirk on his face as he peeled off his favourite red Lacoste tee.
"Also," Ted said, a shit-eating grin of his own now lighting up his visage, "You moan and bitch at me for wearing this (he pointed to his visor) when you live in that red shirt!"
Cody threw said garment at his beau before padding over to the bed, looking particularly delicious in a set of Aussiebum briefs (bought for him by Josh). Ted liked what he saw. A lot.
"These new?" he purred, running his hands over that firm ass, shown off to perfection in these black and white briefs.
"Yeah, Joshy got me them," Cody said, "Said you deserved a present. You like?"
"He's good for you, baby boy because I like. A lot. Come here." Ted opened his arms to allow Cody to crawl into the space, his hot mouth finding Ted's and his soft lips hungrily attaching themselves to his face.
"Teddy...Teddy," Cody said, mewing as he broke the kisses, "Can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"If I lose on Sunday...would you leave me?"
"What the hell baby boy? Why would you think that?" Ted asked, quite hurt that Cody would even think he was so shallow.
"Sorry Teddy," Cody mumbled, "It's just...I've been champion for so long.."
"Ssssh," Ted purred, "Never mind wrestling now...just concentrate on showin' me some love."
He pulled Cody back into his arms and resumed their kisses.
Josh was changing into his suit for the night. He bet Cody was getting some off Ted, broken ankle and all, right now. Not fair! And he had about forty minutes before NXT started. He decided to take a walk for a bit. Bit first he needed the bathroom. He padded around the corridors, his shiny shoes squeaking on the lino until he found the men's room. One stall was occupied. Oh well. Least he had a dog-eared copy of Men's Health to pass the time.
He heard a few people enter and leave but something caught the little man's ears.
A gasp sounded from the stall next to him (well there were only two in this bathroom).
Another gasp.
The shadows in the gap between the partition on the floor...wait shadowS?
Surely not? Not in here? The last thing poor Josh wanted to have next to him whilst in this situation was to have to listen to some horny dickheads who couldn't be bothered to get a room!
If he'd been with Cody they would probably act out Battle Shits in an OTT manner or something to get a cheap laugh and teach the shameless twats a lesson. But he was alone so he'd just look a prat.
"Oh yeaah...harder!" moaned the voice from next door.
That was a guy. So not only was it a horny couple at it...it was two guys. Randy and John? No, fucking in a bathroom stall was NOT their style.
Johnny Curtis and a ring rat? No, he was too busy eyeing up Alex.
Josh leaned forward as far as his small body would let him, trying to see under the stall. He saw two pairs of feet and judging by their positions, the bottom was being bent over the toilet. How classy.
Josh had never done it in a toilet. Despite his track record. Locker rooms yes..toilets. Yeuch.
One of the pairs of feet was in boots. So that was a colleague in there! Ugh. Josh shuddered and concentrated on finsihing up. He puleld the chain hard to make as much noise as possible before unbolting the door. He checked to make sure the bathroom was empty before deftly climbing onto the toilet, using the top of the partition to heave his body up...so he could peer over.
And stard right into the shocked face of Zack Ryder. The Long Island Iced Z was stood, all dressed in ring gear, his trunks around his knees...buried balls-deep up Alex Riley's ass. Alex was wearing a suit but Josh clearly saw his thick, tanned thighs and plump ass as he supported himself on the closed seat.
"Come on Zack..gonna fuck me or what?" complained Alex at the long pause.
"Bro.." choked Zack.
Alex looked up...and saw Josh's digusted face peering over the wall at him. Oh. Fuck. Josh quickly disappeared, thinking he'd definitely seen more than enough. What a sleazy whore. This was beyond a joke now. He was glad Cody wasn't here to see this.
Cody and Ted had shed all their clothes by now and Cody was gently grinding against Ted, wanting to give his man as much pleasure as possible. Blue eyes stared into blue eyes as Cody moaned seductively, arms locking around Ted's neck, their smooth, muscular thighs and stiff cocks rubbing tantalisingly.
"I love you...love you Teddy.." whimpered Cody.
"Love..love you too baby..." Ted gasped back, "Stop..teasing me.."
Cody paused.
"Want to fuck my ass?" he purred, shifting his body around and straddling Ted, facing away from the blond and wiggling his ass naughtily, "I need you Teddybear...NEED you inside me.."
"Stop it.." moaned Ted, "Coddles...I want your cock baby boy."
"Huh?"
Cody wasn't expecting that. He could count on one hand the number of times he'd been inside Ted;s beautiful big ass. What had he done to deserve such a glorious reward?
"Make me feel good, baby boy..." moaned Ted, spreading his legs.
"On your side," Cody moaned, not wanting to question this. WHatever Ted wanted, Cody would always give to him. It was his duty as the boyfriend! Ted rolled over.
"Other side," Cody ordered, "Your GOOD leg!"
Ted had to admit that was cute. Even in bed, Cody was always putting him first. So selfless...so HIS Coddles.
"Where are the rubbers?" asked Cody.
"Fuck them," Ted said, "I want all of you Cody..give it to me."
He bend his body so his ass was out and ready...Cody could bury his head in those cheeks for days on end. He scooted down and did just that..his eager pink tongue slurping at Ted's opening, driving the blonde wild as hungry moans left his soft lips. Aww...man why was Cody so fuckin' GOOD in bed? Ted was such a lucky boy.
Cody decided Ted was lubed up enough so he spat on his hand several times. He then got back into position, Ted instinctively liftng his good leg up so Cody could take aim.
Ted cried out at the burning pain...it had been a long, long time since they'd switched and Cody only had his spit as lube.
Cody realised he was hurting his man and gently began to nuzzle him, to comfort him. Just looking at the way Cody clung to him, his big, beefy arms locking around him, Ted realised just how grown-up his baby boy was now...he was easily bigger than him now. Maybe after all this time their roles were about to change permanently?
Cody's blue eyes were lidded shut as he continued to administer comfort to Ted as the blonde struggled to get used to the intrusion. He drove in a bit further..right in.
"OMIGOSH!" gasped Ted, voice un-naturally high as the sensation sizzled right through his body from his very core. Cody had hit him in THAT place...the place he knew he frequentloy hit inisde Cody..that made him scream.
Cody grinned to himself. Now Ted got a taste of what he made HIM feel like on a regular basis.
"Baby...baby...I wanna..." Ted was incoherent already.
"What you want, Teddy?" purred Cody.
"Do me doggie.." moaned Ted, "Fuck me like a bitch."
Oh man...Cody could have cum right there. Ted...submissive? Oh hell yes. That was new. And Cody LIKED it.
"Say that again!" he whispered.
"Fuck me like a bitch...like the champ you are," moaned Ted, actually trying to move onto all fours.
"May not be at the end of the week...Teddy...if I lose my title, my ass is your property," Cody said.
"Just fuckin' give it to me and quit yapping!" growled Ted.
Cody gently helped him roll onto all fours and used his long legs to lock Ted in position before pulling out..and driving right back inside. Ted yelled out.
"Ssssh...don't do a Joshy," chuckled Cody.
"I don't fuckin' care...fuck me, baby. Fuck me."
Josh was stood in the corridor outside the bathroom. He knew he should run. But at the same time...he wanted to give Alex what for. Now he knew why he and Cody hadn't heard a peep out of the big muscled slut all week.
Alex felt Zack's boner softening.
"I can't do this bro," Zack said, face scarlet as he peeld the condom off his now flaccid cock and pulled up his trunks, "This was a mistake."
Alex growled with frustration. He was gonna fucking kill that hypocritical little bitch for ruining his moment.
"You were shit anyway, I've had butt plugs used on me that were bigger," sneered Alex, "Knew it was a mistake...stick to big jacked men who know to use their fucking meat."
Zack looked scandalised.
"You're the biggest fuckin' douche I've ever met!" he gasped.
"What am I, a hoeski?" scoffed Alex, "Bitch please, I could show you a better time in bed than Steve Whorres ever could!"
Zack folded his arms, "Dude...you remember the word kayfabe?" he said, "Or has all the butt fucking killed your brain cells? You know, I used to like you, Kev, but...oh to hell, this is a waste of time. If your buddies Rhodes and Mathews couldn't get through..who can. You deserve fuckin' herpes."
Zack unlocked the door and stormed out. Alex was too pissed off to let Zack's harsh words affect him. All he knew was, Josh had poked his nose where it didn't belong and was now bitching about him to Cody, the two-faced sluts. Alex didn't understand why he bothered attempting to cultivate any sort of friendship with those two. He had his buddies on NXT now - sure he had to man up around them and not boast about his conquests but at least they weren't two-faced like the Smackdown queen bees.
Zack stormed right by Josh without realising he was there. Josh broke into a run to catch up with the Internet Champion.
"Hey Zack, wait up!"
"What's the call, bro?"
"Are you OK? Look I'm sorry..shouldn't have perved."
"No, you fuckin' shouldn't!" snapped Zack, "Okay, you opened my eyes to what a nasty whore Kiley is, but it was none of your business."
"I'm sorry, OK," Josh said, "I was wrong."
"That's cool," Zack said, "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I dunno what I was thinking."
"I thought you had more taste anyway," Josh said.
"Dude, not cool...he is your friend," Zack said.
"Not anymore," Josh said, "He's nothing but a cheap slut. Seriously this just confirmed it for me. So, not a great outing for your first time with a man?"
"Second," corrected Zack, "I had him last night as well. Are all guys who take it up the ass screamers?"
"Nope, not at all," Josh said, fighting the snigger, "If you're curious again, find someone who you like..don't let them talk you into it. That's what Alex does. He preys on innocents. Just because he takes the dick instead of putting it in, doesn't make him less of a predator. Power bottom is what we call guys like that."
"I don't get it bro," Zack said, "To be honest, now I've done it, not sure I'll bother fucking a man in the future."
"Before you rule it out," smiled Josh, "Let a man fuck you in the ass. trust me."
Zack grinned good-naturedly.
"Just not into that dude, but maybe one day, catch you later."
Zack turned on his heel and walked away down the corridor. Josh began to make his way back the other way, intending on grabbing a bite from Catering before it was time to begin taping NXT. He'd got his script before this whole debacle happened so that was good. Unfortunately he'd almost flat-out collided with a fuming Alex.
"Look what the gutter threw up," Josh sneered, dusting his suit jacket down, not caring how horribly like Justin he sounded.
"Jealous because Steamboat didn't put out?" Alex snareld back.
Josh pretended he didn't hear that. He was not about to get into a war of words. He was however, going to make his feelings on his soon-to-be-ex-friend perfectly clear.
"Why are you being like this, huh?" he demanded, "I know after what Justin and Evan did to you that you wanted to keep it on your terms, but this is getting ridiculous."
"How? You fucked anything in pants for years," Alex shot back, "Why are you and lispy so -OW!"
Josh kicked him hard in the shins for that. He'd taken a potshot at Cody for no real reason. This conversation was over.
"Grow the fuck up," he snarled, "I'll talk to you when you behave more like a thirty year old and less like a fucking high school twink."
Ted was currently in seventh fuckin' heaven, ignoring the twinge from his healing foot as Cody continued to pound his ass. Cody was close...so close...he was gonna shoot..
"Ohhh...Teddy,.." he gasped
Oh yeah! Ted thrust back to meet Cody's movements...go on BB. fuckin' fill me up...
Cody cried out as his body began to shake and he drove right inside that big ol' ass, his hands locking in place on Ted's shoulders, his fingers digging right in as he felt his VERY SOUL burn from deep within him...through his cock and right inisde the man he loved with all his heart.
Ted growled mannishly and began to convulse as he felt his whole skin light up and his cock burn pleasurably as he too, lost it...without touching himself..it was all Cody's doing. Cody and his talented body...
Even as a bottom, Ted was such a good ol' boy...Cody was in love all over again. He pulled out hastily, mewing needily as Ted struggled to roll on to his back...and then began to attack Ted's face with kisses. Urgent, passionate kisses.
"Thank you...love you...my...my.." Cody didn't even know what his brain was making his mouth say as he drunk Ted in with all senses greedily.
Ted could barely speak. He was spent as hell. And felt weirdly full. He just lay there and let Cody do his thang.
The ravenette lifted Ted's legs so he could pull up the duvet and cover their sweaty bodies.
"Mine," he said, the simplest yet most meaningful smile on his beautiful face as he grabbed Ted's hand once more.
"Yours..all yours," Ted murmured, finally summoning up enough energy to actually speak. Cody looked so beautiful right now. He felt his stomach churn suddenly and winced...fuck he needed to get up. Like now.
"Teddy?"
"Baby boy...I gotta go..oh fuck."
Cody laughed to himself. He supposed this would hapeen with his...ahem...talent in bed..and Ted having never taken a cock bareback before.
"Fuck it, just go in the bed, it's perfectly natural," Cody said, not wanting this beautiful specimen of manhood to leave his arms. He'd seen Ted do far worse...one of the many times Ted had gotten food poisoning from eating at dodgy truck stop burger bars on the road and they'd had to pull over on some back road...nobody seemed to eat as much as his Teddybear!
"Tell me you're not into felching?" Ted quipped.
Cody's face was priceless...not only at the mood-breaking remark but also he didn't think Ted even knew what felching was! Yeuch.
"TEDDY!" he complained, "Mood-killer."
Ted chuckled and hugged Cody closer...knowing that the brunette was now putty in his hands once he had a Teddy-Bear hug!
Fan Axxes was just as busy and exciting the next day. First things first, though, was a breakfast date. Josh, Cody and Layla. The original trio re-united. Harry, Ron and Hermione had nothing on those three.
Josh had come down to breakfast first, happy to not wear a suit this morning and Richie said he'd looked absolutely stunning in his white vest..tight white vest and black nylon shorts...complete with flip-flops and shades.
"See you in a while," Richie said, planting a kiss on the hot specimen's mouth.
"Wish you could eat with us, but you'd hate it," Josh grinned, "Coddles is gonna ban Teddy if it makes you feel better!"
"S'OK," Richie said, "Hey, De'bo! Over here dude!"
He waved over at two men just entering. Ted all dressed up...wow his legs looked good in those shorts. No wonder Cody whisked him away last night! Speaking of the IC Champ, he was practically dragging Ted over by the hand, a big grin on his pretty face. He and Josh had their customary hug before he shook Richie;'s hand.
Cody had to admit that he couldn't stop staring at his bestie...hot wasn't the word...he was sex on legs this morning. And Richie was willingly handing him over? Idiot.
"Sure you don't wanna cancel Joshy?" he smirked, "Deprive Richie of this?"
"Coddles...can it," Josh said, "Teddy, help me out?"
Ted just grinned.
"Ready to tee off?" he asked Richie.
"Sure!" grinned the younger man, "See you in an hour or so then?"
Josh mewed and grabbed Richie. The young man gently embraced his gorgeous boyfreind before sauntering away with Ted, eager to get onto the golf course.
Cody linked his arm in Josh's and they headed to their table.
"You look very pleased with yourself," Josh said, "Good night?"
"Oh yeah," Cody said, "Things are gonna change."
"How do you mean?"
"Teddy wants to bottom more."
"That's not news."
"Oh Joshy, it is...you should have seen him. He was like...well, like me!" chuckled Cody, "He begged me to fuck his ass...bareback."
"Too much information, Coddles," Josh said, wincing, "I hope he had access to a toilet afterwards, for his sake, and the chambermaid's!"
Cody just grinned.
"EWWWWW!" Josh groaned, "Seriously, it's not natural...and your balls aren't even that big."
Daniel Bryan, who'd appeared with Brie and all set for a day of golfing as well, heard every word of that.
"You know," he said, grinning regardless, "Sometimes there are things you just don't need to know."
Cody just smirked.
"Jealous?" he challenged.
"Oh, he's got nothing to worry about," smirked Brie.
Cody went scarlet and looked revolted. Josh and Daniel just howled with laughter.
"HA! Don't like it when it's straight people or anyone that's not him!" Josh crowed, "Serves you right! Brie what you having? I owe you breakfast for that?"
"Acai and Coconut smoothie would be great," Brie said, "You know, why is it that only you guys can get away with talking about sex this time in the morning?"
"Because we're amazing," Cody said, poking his tongue out at her, "And I'm the longest-reigning champion on the roster."
"I'm the World champion, which makes me distinctly superior," Daniel grinned.
"Ladies, please," Brie said, "Still waitin' on my smoothie, Josh!"
"Oh okay, keep your g-string on," Josh sighed and he got to his feet to pad over to the bar to place the order, Brie unable to take her eyes of the beautiful little man in his tight white outfit. Cody caught her staring.
"Enjoying the view?" he snarked.
"Aww come on!" Brie said, "A girl can look can't she?"
"But you can't touch," Cody said, "Unless you want a pissed Richie Steamboat in yo face."
"See what you did there?" Daniel grinned.
"What?" Both Cody and Brie looked confused. And then they both understood.
"Anyway, I don't mind saying that, if I was that way inclined, I wouldn't mind a piece of that," Daniel went on.
Cody scowled. His protective side kicked in once again. Even Brie spotted that.
"But I'm not, so he's safe," Daniel backtracked, realising his joke was bad taste.
Josh came padding back over bearing a tall glass of a thick lilac liquid.
"Thanks," Brie grinned.
"I even went to the trouble of asking for soy yoghurt so you can share," Josh said.
Daniel just ruffled his spiked hair to tease him before he and his girlfriend departed. Where was Layla?
But that question was answered when the boys spotted the English girl at the bar, filling three glasses with OJ and heading over, looking beautiful.
"Morning, morning, morning," she said, beaming, "Little present."
Both boys took turns at kissing her on the cheek before shuffling to allow Layla to sit between them.
"Sorry I'm so late, phone call with Shell," she said, "So what have I missed. By that Josh, you look hot."
"What about me?" pouted Cody.
"Can it," Layla said, "The fangirls can do that for you."
"Are you saying I don't have fangirls?" pouted Josh.
"Well...who features on more tumblrs and fanfiction stories?" Layla said.
"Good point."
"And anyway, we're used to seeing you half-naked at work," Layla went on.
"Guess what, Lay," Josh said, "Alpha male here spent all night...topping Ted."
Layla grinned.
"Really? Who are you and what have you done with Codes?"
Cody blew her a raspberry before standing up to go get his cereal.
"Order us some coffee? Awesome, thanks Coddles," Josh said.
Cody flipped him off in response.
"So any news on your return to WWE matches rather than FCW?" asked Josh.
"Lips are sealed darling, I told you after my match last week," Layla teased. Josh had loved every minute of the match, especially Layla's new move set - the officials weren't wrong when they'd said she'd displayed a lucha libre style. She'd been heavily praised and her recovered knee, despite being braced up, didn't hold her back at all.
"Wish you were in the match on Sunday instead of Menounos," complained Josh, "Especially as it's in Miami."
"Oh well, no point bitching," Layla said, "I'm here all week at Axxess so that's good enough. So how's your boy anyway? Where is he this morning?"
"Off golfing with Teddy," Josh said, "They obviously knew that being here with us was a bad idea!"
"You taught him well," Layla said, "By the way, where's Alex these days? Thought we'd be seeing him this morning."
"Ah," Josh said, "Knew there was something I forgot to mention. Last night, I went to the bathroom...and who should be in the stall next to me, but fuckin' Alex...and Ryder."
"They dating now?"
"Oh fuck no, I dunno..Lay how much do you know?"
"I know he and Evvy split up...why, what's been going on?"
However a figure stomped over and slammed a plastic bowl of Fruity Pebbles on the table. A pissed-off Cody.
"No fucking Boo-berry, so I have to eat Cena's shitty cereal instead!"
Josh and Layla collapsed into giggles. Such a typical Cody big kid moment.
"Did you bitch out some poor staff member?" grinned Josh.
"No, just took this and went, I'm not Alex," huffed Cody.
"Oh...is there more?" Layla asked, looking from one man to the other. Cody shovelling the lurid-hued cereal into his mouth like a greedy five year old.
"Where's the coffee then, bitch?" smirked Josh, knowing it would wind Cody up even more.
Cody flipped him off and continued to shovel the cereal down his neck. Layla just shook her head. She'd missed her boys, and all their silly little ways - Cody and Josh squabbling like children, making sex gags at meal time, discussing in graphic detail their boyfriends and sex lives...Cody and his penchant for sugar-laden cereal yet meticulously calorie counting his snacks and other meals (most of the time)...Cody's bossy technology seminars whenever either she or Josh had any issues with their phones/laptops etc...Cody and Twitter. In general. She also had to admit she missed the element of surprise when Josh revealed his latest conquest and it was someone from work..but it was nice to see him settled now and clearly utterly crackers about young Richie. Cody and his comics/video games geeking out moments, especially with Zelda...Josh asking her for all her wrestling clothes. It had been five long years as a trio but they looked set for a few more here in the WWE. Sure, she loved her girlie nights with Barbie and the others but nobody could compare to "her boys" right here.
But she sensed there was trouble brewing, especially around the subject of Alex Riley, whom Layla had presumed would have been the newest fixture to their little gang. It wasn't like Josh to be so bitchy about someone, so it was definitely something big.
"What's the deal with A-Ry?" she asked again, as Cody threw his spoon into the sugary milk residue in the black plastic bowl.
He scowled again, looking comically like he was about to sneeze. Most of the time when he was feeling tetchy, he failed utterly at looking intimidating, bearing more of a resemblance to a pissed-off cat...when he genuinely was mad and proper angry however, that was a different story, but happened very rarely with Cody.
"How long have you got?" Josh said, "He dumped Evvy, and since about February he's been putting out for anything that stays still..and in pants. Like I used to be...but turned Up To Eleven."
"He's got Grindr, you know, that app that whores use to find a hook-up in their surrounding areas, using GPS?" Cody said.
"I know what it is, Coddles," Layla smiled.
"Coddles calls Alex muscle Mary," Josh continued, "Honestly Lay, he's started acting super-gay around us, trying to be like Coddles but without the likeability factor...seriously, since Evvy's been suspended, he's had Hunico, Johnny Curtis numerous times...and..guess who else?"
"The Rock?" Layla said, "Daniel Bryan?"
"Bryan has far better taste than fishing in those infected waters," snarled Cody, "Anyway he and Brie are rock-solid."
"Who then?"
"John Cena," put in Josh, "Obviously their relationship is open, what with Alanna and Randy's good relationship with Sam, but Alex got his claws into John and rode him all fuckin' night. And just yesterday...I had to go take a dump..and who should be in the stall next to me? Alex..being fucked up the ass..as usual..by Ryder."
"I knew he was gonna fucking spread them for him, I kNEW IT!" snapped Cody, "Ugh, what a dirty fucking slut..seriously, is there anyone he won't open his asshole for..gross."
"Oh God, I just remembered," Josh said, "You know A-Train..Matt Bloom has just been re-signed and is debuting on Raw soon?"
Cody grimaced.
"He's Alex's ideal man...a big grizzly bear," the ravenette said in digust, "Mind you, Mary's such an irrelevant jobber now I bet she'll be the first to be fed to..what's his new gimmick again...Lord thing-a-majig..?"
"Tensai, jesus Coddles, keep up," Layla said, giggling, "Pay attention. And Alex isa boy, not a girl."
"No offence Lay, but I refuse to refer to that as a man any longer," Cody said obstinately, "I;m not being sexist or anything, but she acts like a bitch, she'll get treated like a bitch. Alex has a dick. That's the only thing that's in any way manly about him."
"Fair dos," Layla said, "Have to say, didn't realise Alex was..like that."
"When Joshy slept around, at least he was safe," Cody said, "Mary doesn't even use rubbers half the time...urgh why would any man with half a brain even touch that with a bargepole? I never thought I'd ever be anywhere the same side as that waste of space Gabriel but I'm beginning to regret ever letting Mary into our room that night. She deserved all she got if that's how she conducts herself."
Josh cleared his throat loudly and nudged Cody to shut up. Alex had entered the dining area, along with Mike. Oh shit. Mike did look a little annoyed with Alex, who in contrast, wore an expression of unbearable smugness...something not lost on the ever-observant Cody, who narrowed his eyes and the look he shot Alex could have curdled milk at fifty paces.
"If looks could kill," Layla said out the side of her mouth to Josh who nodded in agreement.
Mike spotted Josh and smiled amiably. Josh smiled back in politeness. It did make life easier, being on good terms with his ex, actually. He just wished he wasn't with Alex at that point. Alex had a definite swagger to his walk this morning. Wonder who'd been in his bed this time?
The answer to that question was instantaneous. A familar dark-haired man padded into the dining room and crept over to Alex, wrapping his arms around the muscular blonde's middlle. Alex turned and groped his crotch...in full view of all the diners before taking a very hungry-looking kiss. Mike looked revolted and shuffled away. He said something to Alex who clearly ignored him, concentrating instead on enjoying the tongue sandwich he was currently sharing with the enormous Welshman...Mason Ryan. Josh was not surprised in the least...it was only a matter of time before Alex dropped his thong for the jacked Brit - his occasional tag partner.
Mike padded over, smoothie in hand.
"Hey," he said to Josh.
"Hey," replied the little man, getting to his feet and hugging his ex. They were comfortable enough to do that now, "Dying to get away?"
"Urgh, I really don't know what's happened to him," sighed Mike, "I feel like I don't know Kev anymore...he's..urgh..such a slut. And he doesn't care. Look at that! Vince could walk in and see that!"
"I'm not surprised," Josh said grimly, casting his glance to Cody who by now was scowling so much at Alex that if looks COULD kill, both Alex AND Mason would be lifeless on the floor...the Avada Kedavra curse had nothing on a glower from a pissed-off Cody Rhodes.
"Hey Lay..wotcha Codes," Mike said.
Cody nodded, Layla smiled back.
"You comin' golfing as well?" continued Mike.
"Yeah, once Coddles gets the coffee in," Josh said, smiling awkwardly, determined to snap Cody out of his silent rage. The brunette shot to his feet and stomped over to the buffet table/bar area where Alex and Mason were still continuing their disgusting display. Alex was rubbing himself against the big Welshman and giggling like a schoolgirl, whilst Mason groped the big, plump ass, shown off to perfection in the black shorts and basketball jersey.
Alex had been kept up all night. He was sore. And satisfied. All you need to know really.
Back at the table, Layla took off after Cody, knowing that something potentially ugly was about to happen.
"I'll help get the coffee," she said, catching up with the furious man.
"Only takes one, Lay," Cody said dully, before raising his voice, "Do you know what I hate? People who are so fucking insecure that they have to engage in disgusting displays of dry humping to prove a point."
He was almost playing his in-ring character, especially with his delivery of that. Alex of course heard that and turned to scowl at Cody.
"What's the matter, bitch?" he said, "Teddy's broken foot still keeping his dick out your hole?"
Layla flushed. She wish she'd stayed put now. And ouch.
"Not that my sex life is ANY of your business, slut," growled Cody, "How's Zack? How's Johnny Curtis? How's your career? Didn't you job to Slater last week?"
Layla winced. She'd forgotten just how cutting Cody's tongue could be!
"I'm going to the ladies," she said, dashing away, eager to get out of this hideous scene. The Divas locker room could be catty at times, but the boys could even put them in the shade...and Layla had to work with Melina for years..
Alex's eyes narrowed and he squared up to Cody.
"You need to watch your mouth, Runnels," he snarled.
"Or what? You'll hit me with your purse?" Cody snarked back, "Seriously Barri, was this ring rat the best you could find? No need to rub her ass for our benefit, by tomorrow, she will have bent over for Khali or Show at this rate."
Alex was burning with humilation and resentment. How DARE Cody poke his nose where it didn't belong? Who the fuck was he anyway?
Josh had seen enough. So had Mike. They had heard every word - Alex and Cody were being very loud and other diners were staring.
Both men practically sprinted over.
"Coddles, how about we go grab a coffee on the golf course, c'mon," Josh said, linking his small yet muscled arm in his best friend's noticeably bigger one.
"So much for covering up now you're banging Steamboat," Alex sneered, determined to have to the last word, "You're mincing around in that outfit and I'M THE SLUT?"
"Put your muzzle back on...or better still, wrap your lips around his cock, where they belong," spat Cody, "Yeah, coffee on the course sounds good...if I stay in front of this dirt any longer I may puke up my cereal."
Mike winced. Hard to believe those three were once a close-knit group of friends, of which he also used to be a member. He decided to also hit the course and leave Alex be. He didn't like the "new" Alex at all. He was a total bitch and a whore who care about nothing except where his next dick fix came from.
"Hey Josh," Cody said, as they began to leave the dining area, "Remember that time when Alex was pushed to be the number one face for Raw?" He let out a loud and derisive laugh, knowing that he'd got the parting shot, as they walked out of the dining room.
Mike just fixed Alex, who was shaking with fury and face was scarlet, with an almost pitying look.
"Thanks for backing me up, some friend you are," spat the blonde.
"What happened to you, huh?" Mike said, "Just remember when Justin left you in the dirt, who it was that cared for you."
"My mistake," Alex snarled, "Hadn't you better dip yours in the poodle?"
Mike's eyes narrowed.
"Don't come crying to me when you wake up with genital warts or you get fired," he spat, turning to leave, spotting Layla returning out of the bathroom, tying back her long, ebony locks.
"Where are the boys?" she asked.
"Just headed out," he said, "I'm so sorry about him."
"Not your problem, Mike," replied the English girl, "I used to like Alex..talk about showing your true colours."
"I know I've not been a good boy myself," Mike said, "And my career suffered a bit, but there's a reason Lexie has been totally buried - the powers that be are not happy with him. Hunter found out about his private Twitter and his Grindr account."
"Oh shit...wait he has two Twitters?" gasped Layla.
"Seriously Lay, you're better off not following, it's one of those horrible gay accounts that post pictures of his cock, ass or just porn photos all the time...think his bio says 'no females' as well."
"Charming!" Layla said in disgust.
Meanwhile the boys were stood with coffees in hand (well, Josh had a latte, Cody's mood had been improved when he realised the coffee stand did white and dark hot chocolates...so Josh had paid up to try and cheer up his bestie), eyes raking the course for their other halves.
"You OK now, baby boy?" asked Josh with concern. He hated seeing Cody so angry. And Alex's remarks to Cody had hurt him as well - he'd brushed off the blonde's attempt at provoking him - Justin had said worse in the past.
"Right now, I wanna find Zack and give him a hug," Cody said, "And Johnny. And every other poor bastard that slut has messed with."
"Be glad you didn't see what I saw," Josh said, "Seriously, Zack looked uncomfortable. And in a fucking toilet stall at work of all places."
"Mary would get fucked in the ring if she found someone stupid enough to do it," Cody spat, "But thank you for the chocolate Joshy, you didn't need to pay."
He hugged the little man close, pecking him on the cheek.
"There are times like this," continued Cody, "That I come to realise that I'm so glad I have you...Joshy I trust you with my fucking life. This business is full of backstabbers and cunts out for themsleves...I know that you would never shit on me to further your career."
"And Teddy won't, either, you know," Josh said, enjoying the hug...Cody's hugs were just amazing.
"Teddy's a whole other ball game," Cody said, "I'm talking about friends. I'm so glad when I debuted I met you...was so convinced people would just hate me for being who I was..saying I'll never be a Dream or Goldust."
"And now look at you," replied Josh, "One of the biggest stars in the WWE right now..longest-reigning Intercontinental Champion since HBK, all on your own, not riding on your dad's name. And you got a man who fucking loves the pants off you."
"And I love him more than anything else," Cody said. Awww...bless, his blue eyes were wet with tears.
"Hey hey, c'mon," Josh said, "What's up?"
"I just don't understand why pro wrestlers are such bastards," Cody said, "Justin and Heath were bad enough, but I thought A-Ry was a good friend."
"I know you're careful who you choose to give your time to but everyone makes mistakes, we're human...hell, look at some of the schmucks I gave myself to over the years," Josh said, "You know that the Heterosexual Life Partners trope was made for us."
"Correction, Homo Yet Platonic Life Partners," Cody said, smiling wetly.
"Yeah, that," Josh replied, "We left Lay behind."
"Oh fuck!" Cody said, turning around.
"No wait, there she is, with Mikey...don't worry."
Layla finally managed to catch up with them, after saying goodbye to Mike who had disappeared to go find his golfing buddies.
"Sorry we left you, only it was getting really ugly in there," Josh explained, "Plus...if Alex had taken a shot at you, his face would have been cut up."
"Oh no need to apologise, wow, he's horrible," Layla said, whistling, "What a mouth on him! Mind you, I only see him on NXT and even then he's always losing...jobbing to Slater. No wonder he's bitter."
"Don't feel sorry for that, Lay," Cody said bitterly, "This is why sleeping around ruins you...he's had so many tricks up his ass that he's lost his personality and just become a vessel."
"Now I see what you meant when you told me that time," Josh said, "Shawn Spears is a genuis."
"That's been my mantra for five years," Cody said, "When I got called up to WWE, I knew that I wanted a relationship."
"And then Teddy came along in 08, and well, here we are," Layla beamed, "You two are so adorable."
"I think someone needs a hug from his Teddybear," Josh said, "Lay you golfing or you doing something else today?"
"Gonna meet Eve in about fifteen," Layla said, "But couldn't turn down a breakfast date with my favourite boys."
She kissed them both on the cheek before departing to go find Eve.
"Let's grab a cart," Josh said.
The boys did just that until they found Ted and Richie - not that the Southern blonde was hard to miss in his boot and visor. Josh did like that Richie seemed to have found a good buddy in Ted, especially as this whole dating a guy thing was a first for the young boy and he had that in common with Ted - whom you'd never guess was in a relationship with a man until Cody appeared to kiss him or do some other soppy yet adorable thing.
And Josh knew he'd done the right thing to make Richie wear those shorts this morning...his golden, muscular and baby-smooth legs were catching the light very nicely.
"There any cameras around?" asked Cody as they stopped the cart.
"Nope."
"Awesome."
Cody stepped out and padded over to Ted, feeling a little emotional. He tapped Ted on the shoulder and the blonde turned around, beaming when he saw who it was.
"Hullo trouble," he grinned, pulling the younger and now bigger man to him - Cody just collapsed into his embrace, nuzzling him and sniffling.
"Hey hey hey!" Ted drawled, softly rubbing the brunette's back, "Waht's the matter?"
He looked over at Josh, but the little man was too busy kissing Richie. He focused his attention back to the trembling, warm mass of Cody in his arms.
"Just missed you, Teddy is all," Cody murmured.
"I've not even been gone an hour," chuckled Ted.
"Been a bit of drama," Josh put in, removing himself from Richie's lips and now happily content with holding the younger boy's hand.
"Oh?"
"Alex."
"Ah. What happened?"
"Don't go there," Josh said, "It was ugly. By the way, Alex is now banging Mason."
"Funnily enough, it doesn't surprise me," Ted said, "Surprised he hasn't had Brodus yet!"
"Oh, he has," Josh said.
"HUH?" exclaimed Cody, snapping around. When was this? And why was Josh hiding this information from him?
"I'm kidding!" Josh said, "Aww Coddles, bless you...had you going for a minute there! That was payback for when you tried to convince me to give you and Teddy handjobs."
"HUH!" Now Richie looked horrified. Oh shit.
"Not really," Josh said hurriedly, "Wind-Up Merchant over there thought it was funny to make a joke about that, y'know, with Teddy being a cripple and all, and I've just got him back."
RIchie looked genuinely relieved, and that was something else spotted by the sharp-eyed Cody. He knew instantly that if Josh ever strayed, Richie would be gone.
"Wouldn't surprise me if next on Mary's dick list was Brodus...she'd love to get funky," Cody said, changing the subject.
"Who's Mary?" asked Richie.
"Muscle Mary AKA A-Ry," Josh explained. Richie remembered.
"You can ask Brodus yourself, he's on my team," Ted said, "Just gone to get some new balls."
The large and really quite intimidating-looking former bodyguard of Snoop Dogg was approaching them, a net bag clutched in his hand. Even in the casual clothes he was wearing, Brodus still had a menacing air about him.
"Sound," Ted said, taking the balls from Brodus, and setting up his tee once more, "Okay boys, watch a pro do it."
He swung back and smacked the ball off the tee with his club.
"Brodus...Brodie...George," Cody said.
"Yeah?"
"Just for your own safety, if you ever say, wanted to sleep with a man, who'd be your type?" asked the ravenette, smiling sweetly.
Brodus shook his head. He wasn't bothered by the fact that right now he was amongst two gay couples, but what a weird question.
"You propositioning me, Rhodes?" he asked, chuckling, "Not sure Deebo will be too happy about that!"
"No, no..it's just, well, the company bicycle of the male variety is fucking his way through every heavyweight in the WWE and I'm worried he will come after you next!"
"Who do you mean?" asked Brodus. Gossip wasn't his thing at all.
"Alex Riley," Josh put in.
And now Brodus understood - he remember his squash match against Alex and the blonde's dance moves. Seriously? A-Ry was after him next? Wow.
"I ain't into that sort of thing," he said, "No offence by the way."
"Doesn't stop him," Josh said, "He convinced Hunico to spread his legs and take it up the ass...Hunico, who's as straight as they come!"
Brodus almost dropped his bag of clubs.
"Yep, Alex not only got a pounding from Hunico, he actually made Hunico take one for the team...Brodus, I'd keep your back to the wall," Cody said.
Once the Hall Of Fame ceremony had come to an end, Saturday night was an emotive night for several men in the hotel.
John Cena, who of course was maineventing, had been quite nervous, more than he usually was, as he knew that their match was hotly anticipated, and had asked Randy if they could retire to bed a bit earlier so he was in top condition tomorrow.
Randy had gladly agreed, especially as in the hotel restuarant at dinner, they'd seen Alex Riley trying to catch their eyes. Rumour and gossip had been rife all week, as it did when a company full of people including ex-employees (e.g legends) were in the same state for a week, and Randy had heard, in the fucking MENS ROOM of all places about Alex fucking Mason Ryan, that enormous bruiser.
John was of course aware that Dwayne was going to win, and although he would take anything the fans would lob at him, he just needed that bit of reminding that he meant something. And a big, happy go-lucky hulk like John rarely had his moments like that, but he was only human. And Randy recognised that.
They'd arrived at John's very plush suite by now, and Randy began to unbutton his shirt. He was surprised when John leapt at him, hungrily stealing kisses from him and undoing his jeans.
"What do I owe this pleasure?" deadpanned Randy.
"Shut up Randall," John said urgently and began to suck on his neck. Oh wow, well he better let John do his thing then!
Brodus Clay was chilling out in his room, checking to see what Netflix had to offer him tonight, when a knock came on his door. Sighing, he padded over, making sure his bathrobe was done up first. He looked through the peephole and saw a hulking blonde.
Oh shit. So Rhodes and Mathews had been right all along, he'd honestly thought they were just taking the piss. Deciding to be polite anyway, he opened the door.
Alex had been wondering how to approach the Funkasaurus - he'd put it off for a long time because he thought Cody and Josh would give him stick for it - but now he no longer cared what the sad fuckers thought. What Alex wanted, Alex went and got it now. His wrestling career didn't matter as long as he got paid at the moment. He'd enjoyed taunting Johnny Curtis in front of Percy and Maxine in that backstage segment on NXT as he knew Johnny was powerless to retaliate. And now he wanted some of the big bear Brodus. Brodus could dance and that was HOT. So what if he had a big gut and a wobbly ass? He had the moves like Jagger and many twinks couldn't dance half as well as the big man.
Alex was hardening at the thought of riding that big ol' body into next week...and burying his head in that ample ass.
Brodus opened the door. Alex just smirked. He'd picked one of his favourite jerseyes and his shortest shorts. And Brodus was in just a hotel robe. Delicious.
"Oh! Ooooh! Tedddyyyy!" whimpered Cody.
The brunette was on his side, being gently seen to by the blonde under the sheets.
"Hey,..ssssh..baby boy," soothed Ted, "Relax and enjoy."
That was precisely the point - Cody was enjoying. Immensely. He needed this to help him sleep before his big match tomorrow.
"OOOOHHHH!" he cried out, Ted playfully gagging him as he released all over the sheet.
"Good boy, good boy," Ted said softly, pecking Cody.
"Sorry Teddy...didn't let you go first," Cody said, easing himselfn off his man and turning around onto his back.
"it's fine, baby boy," Ted said.
"Nu-uh," Cody said and his hand reached down to clasp Ted's hardon.
Ted could only gasp and lie back as Cody's expert hand began to toss him off...he was so close anyway that it wouldn't take him long.
He let out a stifled growl as he finally came...all over Cody's hand and his stomach. He was tired and spent now, and gladly melted into Cody's arms...they always fell asleep like this, all wrapped around each other. And Cody loved it.
Richie Steamboat was stood by the hotel door and in front of a full-length mirror, watching himself get taken from behind by the small, older yet utter beautiful figure of Josh Mathews.
Josh was finding this so hot, watching Richie's eyes widen and his mouth form a perfect O as he touched his prostate in just the right place - Josh didn't even care that with their size difference this wasn't most comfortable way to make love to your partner - Richie was enjoying himself and that's all that mattered.
"Ohh...Ohhh..." whimpered the younger man.
They went on for what seemed like ages, but Josh's knees were starting to ache and he was beginning to lose his grip.
"Oww..oww.." he mewed, and he pulled out.
Richie turned around, ignoring the unfortunate sound that followed.
"You OK?"
"Yeah, sorry...urgh I hate being short."
"It's what makes you..you," the younger man said, stroking that beautiful little face, Josh actually shutting his eyes and nuzzling like a content kitten. He had an idea. He sank to his knees before laying on his back.
"Climb on," he grinned.
Richie got a naughty smile of his own.
"Hang on a minute, baby."
He padded over to the bed and reached into his big sports bag...pulling out a camera..and a small tripod, setting it up on the bedside table. Josh was impressed...and scandalised. What a minx.
"I have to capture this...the night before Wrestlemania 28," Richie said, "And I'm having my ass well and truly pounded by the hottest guy in the world."
Josh blushed and felt awkward. He felt so warm inside when Richie said stuff like that but he still got embarrassed.
Richie set the camera on, and than sank onto all fours, bending his spine so his glorious, golden glutes were in the air.
"Come on baby...come fuck me," he said...so seductively Josh nearly came right there. He padded urgently over and got into position, making sure he'd brought the bottle of lube. He slicked himself up once more and knelt behind the younger man. RIchie took him first time like a champ.
"Ooohh...yeaahhh," groaned Richie, "Thats it...that's nice..."
"Ssssh...act like it's not there," Josh hissed, remembering how cringeworthily porn actor-like he'd behaved when he'd pulled a similar stunt on Mike. Being a loudmouth in bed seemed so vulgar now...low moans and mewing were more erotic...and sensual. Josh still screamed when he was at his peak...but just at that point..he didn't scream the moment he got penetrated anymore. Richie wasn't quiet either but he never screamed like a whore.
He began to drive in and out of the warm heat...Richie's walls clenching around him...RIchie leaned upwards and turned to kiss Josh, grabbing his hands and clutching them tight...their bodies rocking in unison, Josh making sure their hands stayed clasped around their abdomen and not touching Richie's length...Josh wanted to make him come. On camera. Without touching him.
Richie was on cloud nine. He was a sensual boy in bed anyway but this was just bliss...comfortable bed, big night tomorrow...and with the only man he would ever love...oh my...he was going to come.
Josh didn't even bother to gag the primal scream that left Richie's convulsing, sweat-sheened body as his beau finallly succumbed to his ecstasy.
Two older, and much bigger, rawer, built men were also reaching climax in a much plusher suit.
"C'mon Johnny...that's it...let go..let go...good man..." Randy Orton growled huskily as the big hulking man writhed against his leaner, tanned physique.
John Cena's eyes were closed shut, arms locked around behind him, holding the much-wanted and lusted after body to his own...Randy softly thrusting into the large man, trying to relax him, make him feel less nervy about tomorrow...
John's guttural moans were sending Randy's pulse through the roof...even on bottom, John oozed manliness and testosterone...that huge body just felt so GOOD and SOLID...they were a versatile couple anyway...but Randy knew that when John needed some serious lovin', he was more than happy to be the perfect gentleman.
John's eyes shot open and his head rolled back, his normally dimpled face etched in pure lust...and his powerful, ample ass cheeks clenched hard around Randy's length...as the big man finally was sent over the edge, Randy deftly using one hand to bring John to completion...the smaller man also giving in, muting the animalistic growl that burned his throat.
John collapsed onto his stomach, spent and tired out. Randy gently pulled out, discarding the rubber and using his considerable strength to roll the big hulk over and cuddle him. He was glad he was the priveleged soul that got to see John Cena in this state...vulnerable.
"Come here, big guy," he rumbled.
"Love you Randall," murmured the large man, eyes weighing a ton as he rested against the solid chest and abs of his man.
"Love you too," Randy purred, pulling the quilt over their bodies, glad that the light was already out as sleep over took them. They both were due to lose tomorrow after all, so now was the best time they could have.
There was a definite air of quietness about the Miami hotel that morning as the first Superstars and Divas arrived for breakfast.
On the second floor, two men, a blonde and a brunette, fully dressed, were waiting patiently outside a bedroom door for the occupants. The brunette, the larger and younger of the two, knocked one more time.
The door finally opened and a little man, bleary-eyed and clad in just the tiniest set of briefs that left nothing of hi9s bulge to the imagination, answered.
"Morning, Joshy, good night?" Cody grinned.
"Morning," croaked Josh sleepily, "M'too tired to hit you."
Ted, the elder blonde just chuckled. And he couldn't take his eyes of the little man's package...wow. First time he'd really paid attention to the heat his boyfriend's best friend packed. No wonder Steamboat was smitten...no wonder Miz had looked happy!
"You worn out Richard?" he drawled, goodnaturedly. Josh flipped him off.
"Come on in, you may as well," he said.
Richie had woken up during this and was sat rubbing his eyes, his long black hair in disarray and his scruff now quite ample.
"Hey," he murmured.
"Look lively," Cody grinned, perching in front of him and tickling his neck, "It's Mania day!"
"Hey, hands off," pouted Josh.
Richie was a little embarrassed - he was naked under this cover and three men were staring at him, smiling. He needed his boxers...where were they damn things when he needed them? And why did Josh have to wear THOSE briefs...even with Cody and Ted here, Richie was getting hard at the sight of Josh's pert ass, barely covered.
"Why are you so perky anyway," complained Josh, "You're losing aren;t you?"
"JOSHY!" Cody whined, "Spoiled it for everyone!"
"Oh can it, bitch, you knew as well as we did," Josh said, "Speaking of which, when can I see your new outfit seeing as you've spent all week BORING me about how amazing it is."
"New outfit?" asked Richie.
"Oh yeah," smirked Cody, "Gonna be HOT."
"It is pretty hot, the colours look great on him," Ted put in.
"Roadtested it, Deebo?" Richie chimed in.
Ted just clicked his tongue and winked. Cody's smug grin adding to the answer. Josh just facepalmed.
"I hope you washed it," he said.
"You gonna come to breakfast wearing those then?" Cody went on, "Not that Teddy and I mind looking but I think some people might object to seeing that outline over their morning grits."
"Coddles...who the fuck in the WWE eats grits?" Josh said.
The night was finally here. Josh had just come back inside after calling the dark match with Matt Striker. It had been one hell of a day but nothing compared to the feeling of Wrestlemania...the stadium..the cool night air, the still-bright sky...the 80,000 wrestling fans who'd come from all over the world to be here in Miami tonight. EVen the dark match had been epic, and Josh didn't mind that he wasn't going to be doing much this year. Last year he'd got given a Stone Cold Stunner and beat up by King...and his then-boyfriend had WON the main event. This year he was in a much better place.
He was still going to keep his suit on but he wanted to spend the next hour with Cody in his dressing room, watching the action. He had to be present for the anthem led by Lilian, obviously.
"Josh, wait up a second!" came a voice and the little man turned to see Tyson Kidd, clanked by a bruised and surprisingly subdued, Justin Gabriel. His eyes narrowed at the bully. Tyson had predicted this hostile reception but wasn't going to let it faze him.
"Something wrong?" asked Josh.
"Justin, would like a word," Tyson said.
"He can talk for himself, doesn;t usually stop the bitch," snarled Josh.
"I want...to apologise," Justin said.
Josh almost passed out in shock. What THE HELL? As Booker would say.
"Can we talk, alone?" the South African said. His arm did look nasty and he had put on a great match. Josh had never dobuted Justin's talent for a second - just a shame the personality it was bolted to was of the total arsehole variety.
"OK," the small man said woodenly, and he padded down the corridor, looking for somewhere private, the sounds of the crowd reverberating off every wall. He found a men's room. If Alex was getting fucked in THIS place it would just be too funny and yet so wrong. Thankfully it seemed deserted so they went in. It was one of the few places in the massive, thronged stadium that anyone could get some genuine alone time.
"Well?" Josh continued shortly.
Justin ran a hand through his mane of black hair. His arm did look nasty.
"I just want to say...I've been a total ass hole," he began.
"Understatement of the century," Josh snarked but he let Justin speak.
"You never deserved it, never," the tanned man went on, "I want to tell you, explain why I was so hostile."
"Crappy childhood?" Josh said, raising an eyebrow, "Cheated on? Because this isn;t the Hallmark channel."
"I've been in love with you," Justin confessed..finally since 2010, his biggest secret was out. And Josh could tell by...was that remorse in his eyes...that Justin was being 100 per cent truthful. But he wanted answers.
"So?" he snapped, "And that gave you the right to bully me? To bully Cody? To make Kevin Kiley and Joe Hennig feel like absolute shit about themselves...all because you were too much of a pussy to face up to liking someone?"
"The night we spent together," Justin said, "I know I...have a problem when it gets too much...I've been seeing a doctor about it recently..you were so good...such an amazing body..I was so ashamed of myself I had to hate you. Had to make you the bad guy. I'm not proud of myself. I've done some horrible things and nearly lost my job because of the way I have behaved."
"What kind of person did you think I was, that I would have laughed you out the bedroom?" Josh said, horrified.
"Your reputation," Justin said, "I knew when I got to hook up with you that you were a slut and so I knew it was just sex...but I've never been with a man like you since or before...I hated how I dribbled in your ass after only ten seconds inside."
"No need to be so graphic."
Josh cringed. He knew his reputation had preceded him and knew that if he got with anyone from work that they'd be worried they couldn't "satisfy him". Josh had been just as disappointed - as Justin was HOT. He would have happily had Justin as a regular fuckbuddy - those thighs were DAYUM...and his ass too. But because he'd been such a piece of shit towards him virtually non-stop since 2010...
"I'm not asking to be friends," Justin said, "I know that you're happy with Richie now and with Lay coming back, but I want to call a truce. I want us to be quits. You've always been so good about me on commentary as well no matter how much a cunt I was to you."
"It's my job as play-by-play commentator," Josh replied, "But I;'m prepared to let bygones by bygones as long as you are. I'm not sure we can be friends after everything that went down between us, just remember you raped me."
"I know...and I'm so grateful to you that I still have a job - Stephanie was going to fire my ass and have me in jail."
"Sorry Justin, I'm not going to be a shoulder to cry on," Josh said, raising his hands, "The only reason I didn't go to the police or the big powers was that Hayes and Vince would have my ass on the kerb faster than blinking. You should be thanking God every day that I never went to higher up than Stephanie. I still dream about it..do you know how long it took before I was comfortable to have sex?"
"I'm truly, truly, sorry," Justin said, and his eyes were crinkled with emotion, a tear rolled down his bearded face.
Josh had to admit he was starting to feel emotional too. He'd never thought this day would ever happen. He forgave Justin in that moment. He sniffed.
"Come here," he said.
The South African padded over and pulled the small man into bone-crushing hug, both men shaking with silent sobs.
Josh broke the hug and looked into Justin's eyes.
"Thank you, Paul, Thank you," he wept. He planted a kiss on the bearded man's lips before smiling at him.
Justin smiled back. Josh had called him by his real name. That meant he was forgiven. And the kiss meant far more than any words - he was so grateful.
Josh gently rubbed Justin's arm before turning on his heel and making his way to find Cody. He made his way to the Superstars' locker room and knew instantly he;d found Cody - a regal figure in red and white robes got to his feet and padded over to his second favourite man in the world after Ted.
"Got time for a smoke?" asked Josh, still a little tearful.
Cody nodded and then notice that Josh's face was tracked, and instantly he forgot his nerves and concern filled his body. He followed Josh out the room and they disappeared out of a side door that just opened onto the street. It was still light and the noise from the building behind them was immense.
"Not the quietest spot, but enough," Josh said, reaching into his jacket and offering the pack to Cody.
"You been crying?" asked Cody.
"Never mind me...that outfit is awesome," Josh smiled, "You look stunning. And it's...don't tell me..Soul Caliber?"
"Yep!" grinned Cody, "Also, look on my boots."
He kicked his leg out, showing off the brand new bright white boots, complete with red trim and a bird motif.
"That's the Mockingjay!" Josh said, "Should have guessed, you've been so into the Hunger Games!"
"It's a good luck charm," Cody grinned, "So what's upset you, baby?"
"I'm not upset," Josh said, "Just a bit..emotional. You will not believe what just happened!"
Oh. My. I can't believe I have finished this! Sure it's probably nothing to the relief Rowling or Conan Doyle felt when they came to the end but this story has been with me since August last year!
I knew that I wanted the final scene to be Justin making it up with Josh, brings the story full-circle. I felt that I didn;t need to elaborate the conversation, it just felt like a great natural end - you know Cody will be his usual adorable self and maybe Justin will apologise to him and all will be well.
First bit of Centon sex ever written there (not counting the Josh/Centon sandwich scene!) and I'm pleased with that...weird picturing John on bottom but it's tricky to decide which of them should do it...had to include Codiasi as well as Josh-Boat (I'll find a better portmanteau some day!).
Notice how I left one fragment open-ended...leaves scope for my next stories. I'm sorry I made Alex a total arse in this chapter but it merely illustrated the pearl of wisdom Cody had.
I will follow this with not an epilogue but just an author's insight into the reasons why I made things happen - self-indulgent? Perhaps, but I made a lot of the events happen for a reason.
I hope you enjoyed this extra-long ending and really thank you all for the support and feedback over the months and please read any new stuff I stick on here!
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