Dolph bit his lip. He thought about what he heard. He knew he was picky, but, he was not high-maintenance. Still, he hadn't been fucked in about a week and his hole was twitching a bit. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. "Fuck me."
"Seriously?" Brad asked, surprised. He wasn't expecting Dolph to want to get fucked, especially from someone like him. Either way, Brad knew in about a few minutes, he would finally feel the tight walls of Dolph Ziggler's hole. "Damn, I'm going to have so much fun fucking you Dolph!" Brad let out a laugh as he pressed Dolph's body against the lockers again and lowered down to his knees. He was then eye to eye with the most adored ass in Wrestling. Brad wasted no time in parting the cheeks apart with his hands and admiring the beautiful ring of muscle. He planted soft kisses around the hole before placing his tongue at the top of Ziggler's crack and slowly lowering it down to his hole. He swirled his tongue around the hole before roughly pushing his tongue in. Brad could feel Dolph's body tense up all at once. 'He didn't see that coming!' Brad thought to himself. His tongue was soon accompanied by two fingers.
"Oh...fuck..." He was so willing to get fucked that he completely forgot about his 'scoping out' process. Before he let anyone near his sweet ass, he measured them up and down to try and get a feel of what he would get from them. Randy was more sensitive than what he originally thought by his process. On the other hand, John was a whole lot more rough and careless than what he had hoped. He wasn't always completely right, but, he nailed it on the head when he scoped Evan out to be a little sexual deviant. Brad, as he now knows, is more direct and to the point. He could probably come to like that, if he tried hard enough. "Come on, Brad. If you can let those imbeciles obliterate you, you can do better than this."
"What do you want me to do, fist you?" Brad laughed. He went back to his rhythm; smothering his face with Dolph's perfect ass. His tongue quickly found Dolph's hole and roughly darted it inside, tasting the sweet taste of the Future World Champ's hole. His hands massaged the cheeks giving them each a sharp spank from time to time. "Fuck..." Brad moaned with his lips against Dolph's hole, sending vibrations throughout the self-proclaimed Show-Off's body. "You fucking like that? You little slut?!" Brad asked in pure lust.
Dolph bit back on his lip to prevent the moans of pleasure from escaping. He could begin to feel a couple drops of sweat start to form around the base of his hairline, but, it still wasn't enough. This was good, but, he wanted more. It may have been the inner-slut inside him coming out, but, he needed more. He took his hand and forced it against the back of Brad's head, forcing it into his ass even more. "You have the best ass in professional wrestling, period. You're slacking." He hits him in the back of the head with each word. "I. Want. You. To. FUCK! ME!"
"Ask and you shall receive". Brad responded as he stood up. He peeled his equally tight trunks down, revealing his thick 8 inch cock. Brad's cock was something that was always a surprise to everyone he had sex with. No one ever expected someone with such a fat ass to have an equally fat cock. He didn't even warn Dolph about what was to come. He simply shoved the whole 8 inches into the hungry hole of Dolph Ziggler. Brad waited for the moans and screams of surprise, pain and pleasure to escape Ziggler's lips.
Dolph almost bit his tongue off trying to restrain himself from screaming. He never expected something so huge to be all shoved in at once. He pressed his forehead against the lockers and tried to control his breathing. "Fuck...you're a...big dude, aren't you?" Dolph tried to adjust to the cock inside him, but, it was a lot harder than he thought.
"Shocking, isn't it?" Brad replied with a sly smirk plastered on his face. He finally had The Show-Off of the WWE right where he wanted him: shoved against lockers, sweaty, moaning and screaming like a bitch. He placed his hands on Dolph's hips and pulled his throbbing cock slowly out of Ziggler's hole. Before he was completely out, he shoved his dick all the way back in Ziggler's ass. This time, he heard a moan like no other. Earlier, all Brad could hear from Ziggler was muffled moans. He continued this rough thrusting for a while until he reached a steady rhythm. The only sounds that could be heard from the empty locker room was Brad's occasional grunts, Dolph's cries and moans, and the incredible slapping of Brad's balls against Dolph's ass. Brad was really giving Dolph all of the dick he had been craving, pounding fast and hard into Ziggler's opening. "You fucking like that Ziggler?!"
"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Dolph was losing himself quicker than he thought he ever would to anybody. Brad's dick pushing in and out of his hole felt so amazing. He almost wanted to cry a little bit, but, he held back the tears. He could only imagine what they hour would say if they found out that Dolph Ziggler, of all people, started to cry during sex. The jokes and torment would be relentless. He pushed his ass back and forced his cock to go deeper inside of him. "Fuck me, Brad! I want it!"
"Fuck yeah!" Brad moaned out. "Looks like I've helped you...channel...your inner...Whore!" Brad stopped thrusting. Instead he stood still and watched Dolph do all the work. His perfect ass bouncing in and out. Brad couldn't believe Dolph Ziggler was using his cock to stab himself in his prostate over and over and over again. Over time the show was over and Brad went back to his powerful thrusting. "Fuck! I wanna see you ride this dick!" Brad shouted out.
By this time, the sweat was starting to become more and more prominent on him. His face was turning a bright red and his hair was becoming more and more undone by the second. He was moaning so loud that anybody could've heard him and started wondering what was going on. He kept pushing his ass back and forth on Brad's cock. This was the most excellent sexual experience he's had from anybody.
"Get over here!" Brad shouted. He pulled out of Dolph's ass and threw him on the floor, in the center of the locker room. He laid down next to Dolph's almost-lifeless body, with his thick cock sticking straight up. He then grabbed Dolph by his hair and pulled him close. "Sit on my dick." Brad said in a stern, demanding way.
Dolph starts to get up when he realizes that his legs are all shaky. He tries to adjust, but, it takes him a second. Before he does get over and into position, he spat directly in Brad's face. "Don't tell me what to do, you fucker..." Dolph edges his hole above the tip of the cock and eases his way down inkling he's all the way sunk down.
"Fuck..." Brad moaned out. Without warning, he gave Dolph a sharp slap across his face. "That's for spitting in my face, you slut. Now ride my dick!"
A somewhat evil smirk comes across his face after he realizes he'd been slapped. He was always into physical pain during sex and, if Brad could give that to him, it would only make this encounter just that much sweeter. He started slow by rubbing his ass in small circles, really concentrating on making the cock get well accustomed to his tight hole. He stared directly into Brad's eyes as he did.
"You're so fucking hot..." Was all Brad could say. He had to admit. Dolph Ziggler was a sex god. He reached up and grabbed Dolph by his hair, tugging on it hardly to pull him closer. "God, this ass!" Brad reached back with one of his hands, and with all of his strength, he delivered the hardest spank Dolph had ever received. A beet red handprint was extremely visible on the right ass cheek of the Show Off. The smirk on Ziggler's face told Brad that the pain was nothing but pleasure to the Blonde. "Oh... I get it. You're a cock hungry slut that gets off on pain! Is that it bitch?!" Brad asked, showing off his trademark smile.
Dolph tightened his ass muscles around Brad's cock while he leaned his whole body forward. That was a technique he learned many years ago to avoid slipping out. Once he was right above his face, he smiled. "Why don't you just try me and find out." He gave him one quick peck on the lips before going to bite down hard on his cheek, jaw, and the side of his neck too.
He began his reign of terror beginning at Dolph's ass. He rained several hard slaps across Dolph's ass. He noticed Dolph wincing in pain. 'This must be good' Brad thought. He moved his fingers up Dolph's back, using his fingernails to scratch him in the process. He delivered a dense slap across the Blonde's face before finding the most sensitive area on The Show-Off's body. His nipples. Brad smirked before pinching the erect nipples, and giving them a hard twist. All the while, he could still feel Dolph's amazing ass gyrating circles around his cock. "Don't fucking stop riding my cock!"
"Oh, fuck..." Dolph was a sucker for pain. He couldn't help himself. When Dolph started his punishment, that only made his cock grow harder. Every slap to his ass felt like heaven, even though the flesh down there was growing redder by the second. There was a smirk on his face as his nails dug into Brad's chest. One part of him knew he shouldn't even be in this position. The other side of him told him to enjoy this and milk it for all he could. A fuck like this only came once in every both every once in a blue moon.
"Fuck yeah!" Brad shouted out as he gave Dolph's asscheeks one more hard slap, making the skin raw and red from the punishment. He spread the asscheeks and gave Dolph one last good thrust. "I'm gonna cum!" Was all Brad could say before he spasmed, shooting 5 thick spurts of cum deep in the caverns of Dolph's Ziggler's legendary ass. He couldn't believe what he just went through. "That was...The...Best...Fuck of my life.." Brad moaned out. He then turned his attention to Dolph's throbbing 7 inch cock, which did not receive any attention during the fuck. Brad began to slowly move his hand up and down the Blonde's cock, causing whimpering moans to escape the mouth of Ziggler.
Brad's cum shooting into his ass felt amazing. He could feel his walls being coated and he could feel it start to roll down and start to bunch up. Dolph began to moan as he felt his own cock being jerked, but, he had to regain some kind of control. He ran his hand through his sweaty hair as he got away from Brad's grip and stood up over him. "That was great, Brad. But, you gotta leave now." He didn't really want him to leave yet. It was all a part of his plan to get inside those beefy globes of his.
"You're kidding, right?" Brad laughed. "After I just had the best fuck of my life?! I'm not going anywhere" He replied as he stood to face Dolph. He wiped some sweat off of his forehead and licked the sweat off of his fingers, all the while giving Dolph the most seductive look he could give. He teased by slipping the sweat-coated fingers in his mouth, and gently sucking them in the process. "So what position do you want me to fuck you in this round?" Brad asked.
Even though he wanted to take Brad right then and there, he knew he couldn't. He had to make use of all those acting lessons. "I'm being serious, Brad. You gotta leave." He kept a straight face as he kept up his act. He went over to the side of the room and began to "collect his things." He had a plan for these too. He drew out exactly how he wanted the rest of this encounter to go. All the way from him topping to the eventual aftermath. A small smirk crossed his face as he thought about it all.