Dean stepped out of the cab carrying his bags with him. He stood there, staring at Punk's house for a while. He was so nervous and he didn't know how Punk would react to seeing him. When Punk left, he cut communication with everybody including him so he wasn't sure what to expect. Especially because Dean didn't notify him that he was coming over. He could only hope and pray that everything would go right.
He walked up to the front door and knocked after taking a deep breath. He bit his nails out of nervousness and was looking around as he waited for the door to open. His head immediately snapped up as he heard the doorknob turn. He bit his lip as the door finally opened up and there he was, looking as great as ever. It was really refreshing to see his beautiful face again. Dean felt goosebumps forming when Punk smiled at him.
"Dean, what are you doing here?" Punk asked surprised. He saw a flash of hurt in Dean's eyes so he elaborated fast. "Not that I don't want you here. I'm just asking because I saw you on the show half an hour ago and now you're here. I wasn't expecting you that's all." Punk couldn't believe the man he loved and desired for so long was there.
"Yeah, sorry I didn't let you know I was coming. It was kind of a last-minute decision." Dean explained nervously.
" It's alright. Please, come in." Punk opened the door wider and allowed Dean to step inside. Punk had to take a minute to process the fact that Dean was in his house right now. It had been a while since they had seen each other and Punk had to admit it was nice to see him again. To be honest, Punk had deep feelings for Dean and it was really hard for him to leave the company. He wasn't just leaving the company, he was leaving Dean as well. Punk always tried to let Dean know how he felt but he gave up once the U.S. Champion didn't respond to his advances. It was really breath-taking to see Dean again. That smirk and those blue eyes looking straight at his green ones. It gave Punk chills. "How did you know where I lived?"
"Oh, I umm remembered you described the way over here from the arena one time.'' Dean shrugged. "I'm not a stalker or anything." he shook his head. Maybe Punk didn't want him in his house. Maybe he was creeped out by him being there.
"I wasn't thinking that. I was just curious." Punk smirked. Dean nodded and looked around the place.
"I was watching RAW...c'mon." He started walking towards the living room and Dean followed from behind.
"You watch the show?"
"Yeah, even though I'm pissed off with them right now, I am still a fan at heart, you know? Sit." Punk sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. Dean probably sat down too fast. He was just so happy to be this close to Punk again.
"So, how have you been?...you really umm, lost communication with everybody huh?" Dean said in an almost disappointed tone. Punk picked it up right away.
"Yeah, I was really tired of it all so I cut everybody out." Punk shrugged.
''Do you miss it at all? I mean, it hasn't been that long but do you miss it?" Dean bit his lip and turned his head to look at Punk.
"Sometimes. To be honest though, I miss being around everybody the most. I've gotten so used to being around everybody in the back; That's been the most difficult thing.''
"So, you miss everybody?" Dean pressed.
Punk turned to look at him and their eyes locked. "Yeah. especially..." he trailed off and looked away. He was finding it real difficult to let Dean know that he missed him the most. If he said it, he was sure that Dean would probably freak out.
"Especially?" Dean furrowed his eyebrows.
Punk suddenly stood up. "Nothing forget it. Want something to drink?"
"No I don't want anything to drink. I want you to finish what you were going to say." he grabbed Punk's hand and pulled him back down on the couch. Their fingers brushing against each other gave them goosebumps. Dean could tell that Punk was holding something back and he wanted to know what it was.
Punk sighed. "I told you...it's nothing."
"You're lying. Who did you miss?"
"You!" Punk snapped. "Dammit Dean, do you not see it? I missed you!"
"You missed me?" Dean was too shocked to say anything else. Was Punk actually admitting that he missed him? Did that mean he liked him?
"Dean, I don't know if I wasn't making it clear enough when we had discussions backstage...''
"You mean the...flirting?"
"So you knew I was flirting with you. And you didn't respond to me...so, you don't like me?" Punk hung his head low in embarrassment. He had always hoped that there was a slight chance that Dean would like him back. He guessed he was wrong.
"That's not it trust me. I knew what you were doing I just wasn't so sure you knew."
"What do you mean?"
"I thought that maybe you were doing it without realizing. I mean, why would you want to flirt with someone...like me?" Dean looked away feeling awkward. He felt Punk's fingertips under his chin and he turned to look at him. His lips immediately meeting Punk's in a slow kiss. Dean pulled away immediately and that made Punk feel even more ashamed.
"Dammit!'' he was going to stand up but Dean pulled him back until their lips met again. The only reason he had pulled away was so to ask Punk what it all meant. He wanted the confirmation saying that they indeed liked each other. He guessed the proof would have to be physical rather than verbal. He did pull away though to say one thing. "I missed you too." he breathed hard.
Punk smirked and pecked Dean's lips. "So...''
"So..." Neither one of them knew what to say. Both Dean and Punk were not very good at expressing their feelings and talking about them. Looking into each other's eyes was enough for them. They could tell what this was. They loved each other. Simple as that. They knew that a long time ago and finally, they were doing something about it.
"We know what this means right? Why bother saying it?" Dean whispered as his lips brushed against Punk's as he talked.
Punk nodded. He hoped Dean wouldn't get freaked out with what he was going say next. "Dean I-I...love you." he blurted out and closed his eyes in fear of the reaction. He felt Dean's lips again and kissed him back with no hesitation.
Dean cut the kiss short. "Open your eyes baby." Punk felt a tingle when Dean called him baby. He slowly opened up his eyes and they met Dean's sea blue eyes. Fuck, he could get lost in those all day, every day. "I love you too." Dean smiled and Punk returned it.
They leaned in at the same time and kissed passionately. Heart strings were being pulled even further once Punk entered his tongue inside the dirty blonde's mouth. They both had wanted to do this for so long and now that they were doing it, it felt like a dream almost. While they continued to kiss, Punk placed his hands of Dean's hips and laid him down the couch.
"Wait..." Dean mumble against his lips. He sat up once Punk pulled away with a confused look o his face. "Not here. Show me to your room?" he said seductively. Punk smirked and grabbed his hand pulling him off the house. He laced their fingers together as they walked up the stairs.
As soon as they stepped into Punk's room, their lips clashed once again, only this time with more urgency. They touched every body part they could reach while devouring each other. Dean moaned when Punk started kissing his neck and reached for his ass from behind, squeezing it through the fabric of his jeans. They walked over to the bed without disconnecting their lips. Punk playfully pushed Dean down on the bed causing him to laugh. "We are wearing too many damn clothes."
"I agree." Dean said as he striped out his shirt and jeans, Punk doing the same. For the first time, they saw each other in their naked form and it was bone chilling. It gave them chills and it went straight to their cocks, instantly making them twitch.
Punk slowly got on the bed and crawled up Dean's body, placing kisses everywhere. Once he got to Dean's face, he leaned down and kissed him passionately as their cocks made contact for the first time. Dean stroked Punk's tattoed biceps as they continued to kiss and swallow each others mouths. "I need to be inside you Dean...will you let me?" Dean shivered at Punk's breath in his ear and could only nod in response. He wanted to feel Punk inside him as well, he wanted it so desperately.
Dean reached for Punk's cock and stroked it with one hand while the other cupped his ass and squeezed it firmly. He could feel something unexplainable at the pit of his stomach when he heard Punk tell him that he loved him again. Never in a million years would Dean think that he would be hearing those words from Punk. The words came with so much sincerity and passion; Dean couldn't help but smile. "Mmm, I love you too." Dean whispered. "I need you inside me now, Punk."
"Patience babe." Punk smirked. "Gotta get you ready first.'' He winked at him then trailed back down Dean's body by once again placing open mouth kisses on his body. He kissed the head of Dean's cock and then took the shaft in his mouth slowly.
"Oh fuck!'' Dean threw his head back when he felt Punk wrap his thin lips around his hard cock. Punk's mouth was wet and warm and it just made his cock harder. He sucked the hard shaft up and down, running his tongue in circular motions around the head then deep throating him. Dean groaned and breathed hard as he felt the head hit the back of Punk's throat. He could feel his balls tighten up fast, to his surprise. "I-I'm gonna cum...s-stop, Punk! Fuck!" Punk immediately withdrew and kissed the head one last time.
The former WWE Champion lifted Dean's hips a bit then cupped his ass cheeks before squeezing them apart to reveal his puckered hole. "Can't wait to be inside you baby." his whispered and blew into the hole. Dean whimpered and then cursed when Punk ran his tongue across it.
"Do that again." Dean demanded and his partner did just that. He ran his tongue up and down. across and then in circular motions. He pulled his ass cheeks more a part in order to stretch him out more. He thrusted his tongue inside his walls and continued to stretch him out with each thrust.
Punk's tongue so wet and warm, Dean felt his hole was on fire. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling though; he just wanted Punk inside him already. His body was shivering with anticipation and his cock was aching hard. "I'm ready babe.'' he breathed out and felt Punk lick his hole one last time before crawling back up to him.
"You look so fucking sexy." Punk smiled down at the U.S. Champion. Dean blushed and it wasn't until then that he noticed how different Punk looked. His hair and facial hair was obviously not the same. He looked way younger than his actual age. He still looked hot to him though. He loved this Punk just as much.
"You don't look so bad yourself, handsome." Dean winked. and then got serious. "Now can you fuck me please." he whined and he made Punk chuckle.
"Yes sir." Punk kissed his neck and then positioned himself at Dean's entrance. Holding onto the blonde's hips tightly, he lifted them up and teased the tip of his cock on the puckered hole that was waiting for the contact.
"Dammit Punk!" Dean was getting frustrated. "Oh fuck!" he growled when he felt Punk enter him suddenly. He was anything but slow with his thrusts but it was nothing that Dean couldn't handle. The pain was washed away with nothing but pure pleasure. They locked eyes as the thrusting continued and then Dean's eyes went to the back of his head. He heard Punk's dirty talk and it made him reach for his cock to begin stroking it fast.
"You like that baby? You like my cock deep inside you? Fucking tight little asshole." Punk entered him faster which caused his balls to slap hard against Dean's skin. He knew he hit is prostate when Dean started breathing heavy and increased the pace on his strokes. "Pump that cock for me baby! Oh yeah, mmm like that!" He leaned down and took Dean in a hot, messy kiss. "Hot fucker." he mumbled against his lips.
Dean never thought Punk was so vocal and freaky in bed considering his straight edge lifestyle. He wasn't complaining though because he loved it. It turned him on more and the dirty talk made him shiver. That voice was so sexy and he could listen to him talk all day. He broke the messy kiss and then kissed Punk's neck. Sucking and biting the flesh there, leaving his mark. He pumped his cock faster and knew he was close. "Baby I'm close. I'm gonna cum!"
"Cum for me baby! I wanna see you cum." Punk breathed out as he too felt his ball tighten. He looked down only to see Dean's cock spurt out streams of cum that landed on Dean's stomach. It made Punk release his own cum deep inside of Dean's muscled hole. As they climaxed at the same time, they moaned loudly and locked lips again, a passionate kiss making them shake. Punk broke the kiss then went down to lick Dean's stomach clean after pulling out of the now sensitive hole. "You taste good baby." he licked his lips and smirked when Dean blushed. He loved knowing that he could make Dean feel that way.