Chapter 5

Adam awoke with a start. "Oh shit! Vickie's going to be pissed!" he growled when he saw the time. Phil glanced over at him. "Leaving then?" Adam rushed to the bathroom to freshen up some. It was already three in the afternoon, and Vickie was most likely wondering where he was, they had the draft coming up that they had to talk about. Adam walked over to Phil, leaning down, he wrapped his arms around him, pressing his lips to Phil's in a short sweet kiss, breaking it all too soon for Phil's liking. "Take that as a yes" he muttered as Adam rushed out the door.

"Vickie Bab-"

"Don't you 'Vickie baby' Me Where the hell have you been?" She screeched as Adam winched trying to make up a good cover, as well as keeping his cool, his mind going back to the purpleish/blue bruises on Phil's body.

"If you want to ruin the surprise, I was looking at a Tux for our wedding" Adam lied, keeping a poker face. "Aww I'm sorry Baby... I just thought... I don't know I was so worried about you... I don't want you to disappear on me like that again. We also have to talk about the Draft lottery coming up. I don't want to lose you to another show, like Raw or ... EC...W..." she sneered at the thought while Adam tried to keep a smile off his face at the thought of being on the same show as Phil.

"No!" he covered as Vickie smiled. "I plan to keep you here; our wedding is in less than two weeks. I'm so happy!" she exclaimed as Adam forced a smile. "Me either" he lied with a fake smirk.

While Vickie, Chavo, and the other La Famila assholes blabbed on and on about the wedding, CM Punk's beat down and Friday Night, whether or not Punk would show his 'ugly' face, all Adam Could think about was seeing Phil again.

Adam finally, was able to sneak away from La Famila, pulled out his cell phone, and hit "1" speed dial.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby."

"Hey Adam." Phil murmured dryly as Adam sighed.

"Sorry I left so suddenly this afternoon, I really wanted to stay but I didn't want to blow my cover" Adam insisted chewing on his lip. "This Friday... stay away from Smackdown" Adam warned looking over his shoulders.

"Why?" Phil asked curiously.

"Phillip Brooks... Stay AWAY. They'll take you out for good this time. I'm telling you this for your own good. I care-"

"About your title." Phil spat bitterly. Adam growled hanging up on Phil, shoving his phone in his pocket, storming back to La Famila.

Friday Night.

"Zack, Curt, Bam, watch for out CM Punk. You see him; take him out, same for you Chavo. Edge has a match this Monday against John Cena; he needs to be in the best shape for this. So take Punk out if you see him." Vickie instructed as Adam quietly growled in annoyance watching the four La Famila members leave The SD GM's office. "Baby Where you going?" Adam asked as Vickie followed La Famila out the door. "Coffee" She smiled walking out without looking back.

"Oh well" Adam mumbled suddenly jumping as the SD GM door opened and in walked Phil Brooks. "Dammit! Phillip Brooks! You have a death wish!" Adam exclaimed as Phil locked the door, tackling Adam, pinning him to the couch. "Hang up on me huh?" he growled, kissing Adam roughly. Adam moaned kissing Phil back, holding him tightly to his own body. "Oh god Phil... Need you... so bad..." Adam hissed as Phil shoved his shirt up, kissing his chest.

"Fuck me... Fuck me Phil" Adam growled grinding against Phil's thigh. "Please take me..." he whined as Phil smirked, chuckling darkly. "I should fuck you on her desk... eh?"

"Yes!" Adam panted kissing Phil's neck hungrily. "Guess I should go unlock that door first eh? So Vickie can get one free show?" Phil asked with a smirk as Adam shook his head. "No! Are you crazy! They'll kill you".

Phil laughed "I doubt that". Just then in the WORST time, there was a jiggling of the door handle, then an angry knock. "Edge open this door! Now!" Vickie demanded Adam's face went pale white; Phil chuckled slowly walking towards the door. "You heard the woman Adam" He whispered as Adam's eyes went wide. "No!" he tackled Phil to the floor, pinning him down.

"What?" Vickie screeched annoyed as Adam looked paranoid. Phil smirked darkly at Adam, whispering "Should I answer her, tell her why we can't come to the door?" "No! Phil please I'll do anything... I don't want to see you get hurt!" Adam hissed quietly. Phil grinned "Blow me".

"Wha...What?" Adam asked in a hushed tone. "Suck... my... cock..." Phil smirked as Adam hastily nodded his head 'yes'. "Keep it down will you?" he asked as Phil nodded slowly.

Adam swiftly unzipped, unbuttoned and unbuckled Phil's jeans and belt; sliding them down his hips, to his mid thighs. He pull his boxer briefs down as well, gently taking Phil's manhood in his hands nervously, almost as if unsure what to do. Phil licked his lips, slipping one arm behind his head, the other guided Adam's mouth to his cock. "Slowly if it's your first" Punk murmured, voice soothingly soft to Adam's ears. Adam nodded, slowly sliding his lips over the thick head of Phil's manhood, trying not to gag as he did so.

"Edge!" Vickie yelled startling Adam into pulling away from Phil.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, come here" Phil whispered pulling Adam back towards him. "Ignore the beast for a few minutes, listen to MY voice. Look at me... she's not there." Adam nodded resuming his position in taking Phil's manhood in his mouth. First it tasted sort of salty... then sweet. Adam began sucking on the head, slowly easing down, taking Phil inch by inch in his mouth. Phil released a sigh, enjoying himself as he watched his cock disappear into Adam's mouth. To Phil, that picture... was beautiful, Adam looked so gorgeous with his cock in his mouth, and he looked innocent in a way. He panted watching Adam try to deep throat him, gagging as he did so. "Shhh... take it easy" Phil whispered stroking Adam's cheek as he tried again.

He closed his eyes listening to Phil's quiet moans, egging him on as he tried to block out Vickie at the door. He began fondling Phil's balls gently, as well as stroking the part of his member Adam could take in. "Oh shit... Adam... so good... going to ... cum... Move" Phil moaned, hissing the last word, but Adam wasn't fast enough, and caught a face full of jizz as Phil shot his load. "Fuck..." Adam muttered pouting as jizz dripped off his face. As soon as Phil came down from his orgasm high, he chuckled. "I like it. Nothing says 'Mine' like a face covered in Jizz. Leave it." Phil murmured kissing Adam on the lips, stopping to lap some of the jizz from his cheek. Vickie had stopped pounding, and had obliviously left. (ABOUT TIME! Right?)

Adam climbed to his feet, grabbing a towel, wiping most of the jizz off his face as Phil redressed, fixing his jeans. He walked over to Adam, helping him get the rest, wrapping his arms around him from behind, kissing him on the neck, sucking, and nibbling hard enough to leave a hickey. "Don't" Adam murmured clearing his throat, as he turned around in Phil's arms to face him, kissing Phil on the cheek. "I care about you Phil, but your dick killed my throat" Adam muttered as Phil slipped his arms around him. "It'll get better. You'll get used to it. You'll see Canada" he murmured kissing him gently on the lips. "I should probably go..." he whispered as Adam sighed while nodding his head.

"Phil... See you Monday?" Adam asked as Phil nodded. "Good" Adam murmured a smile on his face as Phil disappeared.

End of Chapter 5.