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.
"Ugh. You can't be serious." Brad said frustrated. He walked over to his locker and collected his trunks and boots and stuffed them into his gymbag. He proceeded to walk to the exit of the locker room, not even bothering to put on clothes, or even shower. He placed his hand on the doorknob of the locker room, and took a step towards the exit.
"Wait...you can't leave just yet..." Dolph put his hand out and walked toward him.
"What? You just told me to leave!" Brad replied confused.
"Well, Maddox, I have a reputation to uphold. I can't have you walking out there all sweaty and messy. What would the guys say if they saw you like that? Come on, come take a shower." Dolph motioned toward the back of the room where the showers connected. He made sure to add a little extra wiggle in his hips as he walked to entice Brad even more. Once he got to the doorway, he turned around and gave him a small wink before smacking his already raw ass and walking into the shower room.
Brad looked down at his once again throbbing cock. "Fuck. The things he does to me.." Brad said to himself before dropping his bag and following Ziggler into the steam covered shower room.
Dolph made sure to steam up the room extra nice. He wanted to make this as memorable for Brad as he could. He stood all the way at the farthest showerhead and started to rinse out his hair. He heard Brad come in, but, he paid no attention to it. He wasn't gonna be the one wanting this time. He began to rake some fingers through his hair before grabbing his shampoo bottle.
It took Brad a few seconds to find Dolph in the clouds of steam, once he found him, he walked over to the showerhead he was using and spoke. "Are you up to something?" Brad asked as he took the opportunity to stare at Ziggler's body. The only thing better than Ziggler straddling his waist was Ziggler coated in hot water and soapy shampoo.
Dolph turned his head around and pretended to act surprised that he actually showed up. "How nice of you to join me, Maddox." Dolph turned his head back around before turning his shampoo bottle over and squirting a generous amount into his hand. He made sure that a little stream of it overflowed out of his hand and fell onto his abs. He acted like he didn't noticed and rubbed his hands together before putting them in his hair and scrubbing. Every now and again, he would steal a glance at Brad and see how he was reacting.
"Did you bring me here to make me watch you wash your hair?" Brad asked confused. He turned his attention to Dolph's glistening abs, and the shampoo on them. 'Fuck, I gotta touch him again!' Brad thought. He reached his hand out and stole another hard slap on Dolph's still-red ass, causing the Blonde to jump.
Dolph got angry. His plan to get Brad all hot again was working. "Hey, I didn't bring you in here to spank me! I brought you in here to shower!" Dolph picked up his body wash and shoved it into Brad's chest with a disgusted look on his face. "Here. Use this."
"God. Someone's testy after getting the best dick of their life." Brad muttered to himself before walking over to the showerhead opposite of Dolph's. He slowly turned the water to hot, making the shower room clouded with even more steam. He squeezed the bottle of shower gel, and began to lather up his body. He started with his arms and worked his way to his chest, abs and legs. "Hey Dolph?" Brad started.
Dolph turned his head. "Yeah?"
Brad weakly tried to reach his arms to his back. "I can't reach my back. Can you get my back for me?"
"Gee...for someone with so much arrogance, you sure are helpless." Dolph walked over and took the bottle from his hand. He squeezed some out and started to apply it to his back. He scoffed every now and again to keep up the act. He was so close, but, he didn't want to break just yet.
"Can you go a little lower?" Brad asked innocently.
"Fine." Dolph could clearly see where this was going. He wasn't stupid. He did, though, have to alter his masterplan a little bit. He snaked his hands down until they are on his lower back, right above Brad's crack. Even though he can't see, there's a small smirk on his face. He rubs his lower back with the gel and slides a few fingers "accidentally" down his crack.
Brad let out a soft moan out of instinct. Although he put on a really dominant persona earlier with Dolph, Brad Maddox was a cock hungry slut at heart. He slowly began to stick his ass out, arching his back until his ass accidentally came into contact with Ziggler's groin. "Oops." Brad said turning his head with a innocent smile on his face.
Dolph wrapped an arm around the front of Brad's neck and pulled him back until his back was touching his chest. "Watch it, Maddox. You don't want to get yourself into more trouble than you're worth." Just to toy with him, he bit Brad's earlobe. He could feel the shivers go through his body and that only added to his confidence. He pushed Brad roughly against the wall and went back to work on washing him off. He teased him by sticking his soapy fingers in his crack and sliding them up and down at a steady pace.
Brad couldn't help but squirm and moan at the touches he was receiving from The Show Off. 'What's he going to do anyway? It's not like he has someone hiding in here to help him. I'm so much stronger than he is!' Brad thought. He tried to push Dolph off of his body. There was no way he was going to be the bitch. Not tonight. "Get off me!" Brad shouted out.
"What's wrong? You don't want me to wash you anymore?" There was definitely a condescending tone to his voice as he spoke. He wrapped his arms around Brad's chest and leaned over until their bodies were molded together. Dolph's cock was practically aligned in Brad's crack. He leaned in really close and whispered seductively. "You don't want your ass pounded by the future World Heavyweight Champion, Braddy?"
"Mmmph..." Brad moaned out, shivering from Dolph's simple words.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you..." Dolph added a little pressure around his neck. His modified plan was working. Brad was slowly coming undone underneath him and he loved it. Even though he bottomed to most he gave his ass to, he never left without a piece of action for himself.
"I...want you...to..." Brad slowly said before stopping.
"You want me to what?" He added some more pressure and began to slide his cock up and down Brad's crack to push him over the edge.
"I fucking want you to pound my hole." Brad said. "I want you to fuck me like the bitch I am. " Oddly enough, Brad wasn't ashamed to call himself such a demoralizing name. It was actually a turn on to know he was a whore.
Dolph smiled as he finally got what he wanted, just like he always does. "Just the words I wanted to hear, Braddy." Dolph pats him on the left cheek a couple of times before lifting off of him and grabbing him by the hips. He kneels down and, while Brad's ass is still stuck out, he uses both his thumbs and index fingers to pry the two meaty globes apart, revealing the pink hole hidden. Dolph licked his lips a bit as began to tease him by rubbing a finger over his hole.
"Mmmm..." Brad moaned out. "You're such a fucking tease, ZIggler." "But I think I can do it better." With that, Brad started shaking and wiggling his ass from left to right, his cheeks jiggling and swaying from each wiggle.
"Pfft. You call that teasing. You're talking to the man with the best ass in the business. You could stand to learn a thing or two from me. Now, stop moving." Dolph gave Brad's ass a hard smack before diving in and sticking his tongue through the hole. He makes sure to go down as far as he can the first time before slowly pulling out and repeating.
"Ohhh...Fuck Yeah,,," Brad moaned out. "Maybe...you can give me some lessons after this is over,," Brad continued to let out whimpers for more out of his mouth. Dolph's tongue was doing wonders for his tight opening. "Fuck..Don't stop!"
Dolph began to quicken the speed of his tongue. He was always one to give maximum pleasure and receive it in return. This was another one of those times. He dug his nails into Brad's hips even tighter than before. He could hear all the moans of pleasure and that only made him work harder to get more of the same. He even started swirling it in circles for more effect.
"Oh my fucking god...No one has ever eaten my ass the way you're doing it now..." Brad moaned in-between deep breaths. He could feel his load building up again. He was going to cum any second. He reached back and tugged on Dolph's blonde hair to push him away from his ass. "Fuck. I was about to cum!" Brad laughed. He turned to face the self-proclaimed Show Off before speaking "Well, I guess it's time for me to go!" He turned the showerhead off and started drying his body off with a towel.
"Wait, what?" Dolph stood up rather confused. This definitely wasn't the way he thought this was gonna go. He was gonna pound into him with all he could, not get stopped before he could even start. He scratched his head as he tried to think what the problem was.
"Don't worry Mr. Show-Off, We will finish this soon. Trust me." Brad said with a wink. "Like you always say, I'm really particular with who gets to enter 'this'." Brad turned around and gave his ass a soft spank, causing the cheeks to wiggle. "Besides, you need to teach me how to be the perfect tease, since you're so fucking good at it." "I'll be in my hotel room tonight after Raw, in room 715. Don't forget it, and don't be late. See you then!" Brad wrapped his towel around his waist, grabbed his gym bag and proceeded to exit the empty locker room.
Dolph couldn't do anything but watch him walk out. He just stood there naked and utterly confused. Nobody had ever walked out on him before. He wanted to be angry, but, his confusion prevented that. He really had no idea what just happened.