A/N: Thank you to everyone who read Chapter 2. I really appreciate it. Here is Chapter 3 and I hope you enjoy it. :)
Chapter 3
John is still very shocked at what just happened. Punk really just voluntarily kissed him. As he is staring into the eyes of CM Punk, all John could think about is that he wants more. He cannot believe that he actually got a kiss from the one person he has been obsessing over. He is in absolute bliss. But all of that changed when he saw the look on Punk's face. Punk looked almost disgusted. John started to panic, not knowing what to do. "Are you okay?" He was almost too scared to ask. "I don't know. I have this strange feeling inside of me", Punk answers John, still with that disgusted look on his face. "What are you feeling?" "Um, I'm not sure. My head is telling me this is wrong and to leave. But my heart is saying it's right and to keep going." Punk replies still trying to figure everything out. "Well if you want, we can just start slow", John tries, hoping for the best. "What do you mean start slow? I'm not gay, John. I don't think I want to be in a relationship with another guy. That kiss...I don't know what it was. I just need to think." Punk stood up, placing a hand on his head. He is so confused. "Well you have to tell me what you want, Punk." John stands as well. "Wait, so you are actually okay with being with being in a relationship with another guy?" complete seriousness has crept into Punk's tone. "No, I am not okay with being with a guy. But as long as that guy is you, I don't really care". John poured out his heart, a blush creeping into his face.
From the true sincerity in John's voice to the heat and passion that was already in the room from the kissing, Punk closed the gap between him and John. He pressed his lips to John's and John immediately responded with the most passionate kiss he has ever given. After a couple minutes of kissing, John broke the kiss, panting. "You are so confusing". "I know, but you will learn to love it". Punk says with a smirk. "Wait, so are you wanting to be together? Like a real couple?" John asks with hope clear in his voice. "What I am saying is I will really think about it...tomorrow. Right now, I just want to live in the moment." Punk then immediately kisses John again, and starts to tug at his shirt. That forced John to break the kiss, even though he did not want to. "Hold on, Punk. Are you sure you want to do this?" John asks but already knew the answer after he saw the look in Punk's eyes. Punk didn't even answer verbally. He answered by reuniting their lips. Punk grabs John's shirt and then quickly takes it off. He takes a minute to admire his amazing body. Punk places his hands on John's chest and started rubbing his pecks while he continued to kiss John.
John was absolutely loving the feeling of Punk's hands on him, and their tongues battling. John decided to take some action into his own hands as well. He again broke the kiss, getting a little whine from Punk. He grabs Punk's shirt and pulls it off in a horny rage. He then attacks Punk's neck, getting a couple of moans from Punk as he sucks on his neck. John then moved down, giving some attention to his unbelievably sexy tatted chest. He started playing with his nipples with his tongue. He sucked on the left and then the right.
Punk was getting so much pleasure he decided to return the favor. "John. Strip." John immediately obeyed as he and Punk stripped completely nude. From the shorts, to the shoes and socks. They both just stood there, admiring eachother's incredible physiques. But Punk could not take anymore and decided to get things going. He pushed John onto the couch that was in his dressing room. Punk, still standing, bent down and started kissing John again. He then wrapped his hand around John's aching cock. Punk already felt John shiver in pleasure. Punk then got on his knees and took a hold of John's cock more firmly. He lowered his head so that John's cock was right in front of his face. His hot breath was hitting John's aching member and looked up to see John pleading with his eyes for Punk to stop teasing and to take it into his mouth.
Punk then stuck his tongue out and ran it up John's shaft, from bottom to top, very slowly. John threw his head back in pleasure and that is exactly what Punk wanted. He opened his mouth wide and took John's entire monster cock in his mouth, tasting his precome as well. The moans coming from John were making Punk even more horny which resulted in an even better blowjob for John. "P-Punk. I-I'm about...to...cum", John could barely get it out. Punk immediately pulled John's cock out of his mouth, much to John's disappointed. "Not yet, John Boy. I'm not finished with you yet." Punk says standing up.
Punk directed his cock right in front of John's mouth. John looked up, nervous. He grabbed a hold of Punk's giant cock and started stroking it. Punk threw his head back and that made John smile. He took Punk's member into his mouth and sucked hard. Punk grabbed the back of John's head and started fucking his mouth. "Oh, John. Fuck yeah, keep going", Punk moaned in so much pleasure. Punk kept fucking John's mouth in absolute bliss, his cock sliding in and out of John's throat. John was moaning from how wonderful it tasted. Punk was getting close to come and he was still not finished yet. He pulled out of John's mouth and didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath. He grabbed John, turning him over, and spread his ass to see his emaculent virginal hole. "Wow!" was all Punk was able to say. But John had a different reaction. "Um, Punk? I've never done this before..." "Don't worry, I will go easy. I would never hurt you, John." Punk replied with as much sincerity as possible. This almost put John at ease, but not quite yet. "I still don't know, Punk...ahhhhhh!" John started to moan because Punk decided to shut him up by running his tongue across his hole. He started to rim John and John no longer has any complaints. "Fuck, Punk. That feels so fucking good!" John moaned which only fueled Punk's fury.
Punk spit on John's now very wet hole and placed a finger at John's entrance, and John immediately tensed. "Just relax, babe. It will hurt more if you don't." John was blushing from being called babe, and instantly relaxed. Punk felt him relax and pushed his index finger in slowly. John winced in response but quickly adjusted and in no time was moving back and forth on Punk's finger. He added a second and John adjusted quickly. But these fingers were no longer enough. "I w-want you, P-Punk."
Punk was so hard that he did not need to be told twice. He spit on his cock and lined it up. "Ready?" Punk asks a waiting John Cena. "Ya". Punk then thrusts all the way into John and did not even wait for John to adjust to his size. He just started pounding him so hard, Punk knew he was not going to last long.
It did not take long for John to get over the painful pleasure and be full of just pleasure. He loved the feeling of Punk fucking him from behind. "Oh, Punk. Fuck me harder. Please fuck me harder!" John requested and Punk responded by jack hammering John's hole. "Ah! I'm g-gonna come!" But again he was forced to hold back when Punk pulled out of John. "W-what?" John asks confused. "I want to be able to see you come." Punk says as he lays down on the floor. John got the hint and lowered himself down and sat on Punk's cock. He started riding it while Punk was thrusting up, hitting John's spot with every thrust. "Fuck! It feels so good, Punk." And John could tell that Punk was feeling the same amount of pleasure, seeing his eyes rolling to the back of his head and hearing his moans. John leaned down and kissed Punk, moaning into the kiss while he stroked his member. "I'm gonna, gonna..." John couldn't even finish his sentence before spilling all over Punk's chest, and there was so much of it, from having to hold it back not once, but twice.
When John came, his muscles clenched all around Punk's cock, forcing him over the edge. "I'm about to come, John." Punk was barely able to get it out from feeling the enormous amount of pleasure that he is currently feeling. John then got off of Punk and took the tip of his cock into his mouth while stroking the base. "Ah, fuck. John!" Punk moaned.
A man was walking down the hallway when he heard strange noises coming from a dressing room. He followed the noises and was confused at what he was hearing and where he was hearing it from. Moans? From John Cena's dressing room? What? And this certain man just happened to have one of the very few copies of the key to this particular dressing room. He pulled out his keys, found the right one and unlocked the door. He opened the door, startled at what he saw...
Punk was moaning so loudly, neither he nor John heard a key in the door of the dressing room.
"Oh, John. Fuck. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop!" Punk moaned so loudly as he came into John's mouth. John swallowed as much of Punk as he could, but couldn't help it when some dripped down his chin.
Coming down from their high, Punk and John just held each other in each others arms, still laying on the ground. They were just staring into one another's eyes, because no words could even begin to explain how amazing that was. Punk is still covered in come on his chest, while John has some on his chin. And that is when they heard a scream from a very confused and angry man standing in front of the wide open door to the dressing room.
Punk had no idea how he got in, while John had a very worried look on his face, both with wide eyes.
"What the Fuck!" said a very confused and angry Randy Orton.
A/N: Well, Chapter 3 is done. :) Please review, because I really want to know how you guys liked this chapter because I am very proud of it. Please review and thank you for reading. :)