Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. I am in no way suggesting that the characters involved, or the wrestlers who play them, are gay. I have no idea of their sexuality. It is not intended to imply the true sexuality of the celebrities involved or any personal knowledge of their private lives. The characters involved are copyrighted by World Wrestling Entertainment.

RAW AXEL

Backstage at the US Airways Centre in Phoenix Arizona as the 26th August, 2013 edition of RAW continues to roll on, Straight Edge superstar and the self-proclaimed best wrestler in the world CM Punk is pacing down the locker room corridor after refusing treatment by the medics for the beat down he received from Curtis Axel and Paul Heyman just minutes earlier.

"Where is that son of a bitch!" Punk grumbled to himself as he stomped past members of the crew backstage.

No man or woman dare get in his way as he tore down the hall, hell bent on finding Curtis Axel and give him the torment he rightly deserved.

A twisted smirk arrived on Punk's face as he found his destination, that smirk increasing even more-so when he saw the door ajar; surely Axel wouldn't be this stupid? Then again, Punk thought, he never was the brightest spark in the New Nexus.

Punk decided to use caution, pinning his ear to the door for a moment; nothing. He moved his eyesight to the crack in the door; nothing. This was going better than Punk planned. He tentatively opened the door and peered inside; nobody.

This instantly raised questions in Punk's mind; if he were Axel he would've locked himself away in his locker room with Paul Heyman to devise the next part of their plan, but then again, Punk was no coward. It was as he was pondering however that Punk heard the breakthrough he was looking for; the shower was running.

A wicked smirk once again placed itself on Punk's face, this was going all too perfectly. He casually groped the front of his sweat soaked trunks as he remembered fondly the sweet bubble butt that belonged to Curtis, formally Michael McGillicutty; the round shape, the smooth skin, but more importantly the velvet tunnel that hid within.

Punk was getting harder by the minute and quickly decided to take action. He quietly moved into the showering area and instantly marvelled at what he saw; Curtis had his back to Punk, naked as the day he was born, water cascading down his back as it trickled down his back like a waterfall.

CM Punk knew he needed to act fast and he knew it. He quickly paced towards Axel but in he process he made noise, a noise not even the shower could cover up.

"Huh? Heyman that you?" Axel remarked as he slowly turned his head, stunned at who was behind him.

"Hey!" Curtis shouted, but it was too late, Punk had already struck, delivering a clubbing forearm to the back of Axel, crashing his head into the shower wall and stunning him in the process.

Although it only stunned Axel, it gave Punk enough time to pull out the handcuffs from the back of his trunks that were used on him earlier and use them to cuff Axel's hands to the shower pipe; now he wasn't going anywhere.

A wicked grin crept on Punk's face for a third time as he left Curtis momentarily to lock the door, the last thing he needed was for Heyman to interrupt them and as he worked out his frustration. Once locked, Punk shed his trunks, revealing his semi-hard ten inch cock.

He casually stroked his member as he approached a still dazed, the shower water still running down his muscled back as Punk clasped his hands around Axel's round asscheeks, a move that made Axel conscious.

"Uhhhh...wha?...what the hell?!" Axel shouted as realised he was cuffed, but then he remembered the man who attacked him and also the hands currently cupping and feeling his ass "Your ass is mine when I'm free Punk!"

"Oh really? Because at the moment it look like your ass, is mine..." Punk replied in a cocky tone as he boldly slid a wet finger down Axel's crack before pushing it into his smooth hole "...not as tight as you used to be..."

"Fuck you! Uhhhh..." Curtis spat back, but he couldn't help but moan at the feeling of Punk's finger working it's in and out of his asshole at a teasing pace.

"Fuck you? If you insist!" Punk grunted back as he replaced his finger with the head of he cock, teasingly grinding against Axel's hole.

"G-Get the hell away from me!" Axel stuttered, trying his hardest to banish his arousal and replace it with his hatred for Punk.

"Make me..." Punk whispered boldly into Axel's ear in response.

That alone was enough to make Curtis weak at the knees and, if he had wanted, he could've squirmed away, but his arousal took over once again.

"Thought so..." Punk chuckled into Axel's ear, casually licking his lobe as he returned to an upright position.

"This changes nothing!" Axel replied bitterly before pushing back hard against CM Punk's raging hard ten inch shaft, managing to pop the thick pink mushroom head into his asshole in the process "Awww fuck..."

"Ahhhh...wouldn't expect it any other way..." Punk smirked and then moaned as he sank his shaft deeper into Axel's accessible hole.

Punk gripped Axel's hips and started to slowly fuck him from behind, the latters hole easily accommodating Punk's thick shaft as it delved deep into his heat.

"Awwww...uhhhh..." Axel grunted and groaned as he felt Punk pound him with an increasing pace, feeling his cock inch deeper and deeper into his hole.

"Ahhhh yeah..." Punk sighed, gritting his teeth as he worked his hips, making sure Axel felt every inch as he moved his hand to underneath Curtis, grabbing his raging hard cock in the process "Loving this aren't you..."

"No!" Curtis quickly and bitterly responded.

"Your cock says otherwise Joe..." Punk grunted as he briskly worked his hand and cock in superb co-ordination to bring the ultimate pleasure to Axel.

"Ahhhh do you ever shut up?!" Axel whined as he felt his cock throb and pulse with every stroke Punk made, bringing him closer and closer to his unwilling orgasm.

Curtis tried to hide it but Punk wasn't stupid, he'd fucked enough guys in the back to know when one was about to blow. He didn't slow in his pace as he continued to fuck the Intercontinental Chsmpion, his own face etched with pleasure.

"Uhhh...ahhhh!" Axel cried out loudly, not able to hold out any longer as his dick began to explode! Thick white shots of cum blasted from Curtis Axel's cock and landed on both the shower room floor and the hand of the man fucking him.

"Ahh yeah..." Punk smirked as he felt Axel's hot cum run down his hand before he moved it away, placing it back on Axel's hip as he continued to fuck him.

Axel sighed in contentment for the moment before he turned round with a vicious frown on his face "You done yet?" Curtis grunted.

"I ain't rushing..." Punk growled and responded by pounding into Curtis harder, thrusting his entire ten inch cock into Axel's tight heat each and every time.

"Uhhh...ahhhh!" Axel cried in slight discomfort as he felt Punk's cock stab deeper inside his anal tunnel than he'd ever felt before.

As much as Punk wanted to keep up this relentless pounding, he could also feel his load start to churn inside his balls, his cockhead constantly hitting Axel's rough prostrate not helping matters as he continued to pound away.

"Ahhhh...ahhhhh!" Punk cried out as he now fucked Curtis like a jackhammer, his cock flying in and out of Axel's hole with lightning speed as he load built and built until he could hold back no more, roughly shoving his cock balls deep into Curtis' asshole one last time and keeping it there as he began to cum!

"Ohh yeah!" Punk wickedly laughed and groaned loudly as he spunked deep within Axel's hole, shot after shot of his creamy white cum coating the inside if Curtis' heat.

Punk sighed contently and kept his cock buried in Axel's asshole for a few more moments before eventually withdrawing "Don't fuck with me..."

"Don't count on it..." Curtis Axel replied through gritted teeth "Now uncuff me!"

"Nah..." Punk chuckled "I think I'll let Heyman see your true colours..."

"Screw you Punk!" Axel shouted.

CM Punk simply didn't reply, instead choosing to pull up his trunks up his soaking wet body and leave the lockerroom, content with the revenge he struck to Curtis Axel...

END

Just a short story based upon the Punk/Axel angle from RAW, enjoy! :)