Chapter 18

Chris Jericho's palms rested against Dean Ambrose's biceps as they continued to kiss in the hallway. He could feel the bulging muscles underneath the smooth, young skin as his fingertips rested against the cuff of the sleeves. Chris wasn't exactly sure why he had decided to kiss Dean but he was glad that he did. Dean was a great kisser. He was intense without being overbearing and he held Chris close to him but without smothering him. As their tongues swirled together, Jericho had always found the younger man to be rather alluring but he wasn't sure if Ambrose was into men. Even when they were walking to his room, he wasn't certain so he decided to take the chance. Chris felt Dean pulling away from him and opened his eyes.

Dean stood with his hands pushed into his front jeans pockets. His auburn hair hanging messily across his face, his cheeks flushed. To Jericho, he had hardly ever seen a sexier sight before him. They stared at each other for a few awkward moments. Chris, always one that was fast on feet with something to say, was for once in a very long time at lost for words. He didn't know how to read Dean. Did he want to stay or did he want to go? Did Dean actually like him or did he only kiss him back because he kissed him first? So many questions for a very hard subject.

Dean broke the silence first. " I guess I'll see you around." His blue eyes looked at Chris' for approval. This was awkward for him as well.

Chris was a bit taken back by Dean's statement. It just seemed so casual. As if he kissed every guy he had ever walked back to their room with. But Jericho could see that Dean was just as lost as he was and was just trying to make some form of conversation.

Jericho ran his hand through his hair. He tried to sound as casual as possible when he spoke. " Yeah sure."

Dean gave him a small smile and then turned and walked down the hallways back towards the elevator. Chris stood and watched him as he waited for the lift to arrive. He didn't understand this Dean Ambrose character at all. He was no closer to figuring him out than when the night had began. They had kissed for several minutes in front of his hotel room. Tasting each other. Exploring each other's mouths with their lips and tongues. Chris stepped into his room and closed the door when he saw the elevator arrive on the floor. They had crossed the line of familiarity yet it seemed that he still didn't know much about him. All that he was left with was his taste still on his tongue and a hard on in his pants.

Roman's finger hovered over Dean's number on the screen when he heard the door of his hotel room open. A few seconds later, Dean walked into the bedroom area. He immediately noticed Roman sitting up in the bed with the phone in his hand. Reigns placed the phone back on the night stand and watched as Dean got undressed. When he was down to his black boxer briefs, Roman carefully removed his arm from under Seth's head. He placed Seth against the pillow and got out of bed.

Dean watched as a nude Roman came towards him. In the faint light of the darkened room, he could see his muscles moving as he walked. He could see his dick against his thigh as he came towards him. Damn. He was still entranced by Roman's cock when he stood in front him. His gaze only broke when he felt both of Roman's hands on either side of his neck. His fingers lightly tracing the skin upwards to the back of his skull. Reigns fingers moving through his hair forcing his head upwards so that he looked him straight in the face.

Roman spoke to him in a very low whisper. " I was wondering when you would get back."

Dean replied speaking in an equally low whisper as well. " Sorry. Just got caught up talking."

Roman nodded his head slightly as if he accepted his answer. Their faces were a few inches apart. Their bodies were already flushed against each other. Dean could feel Reigns pressing his growing erection against his own. Christ. This tension was killing him. He wanted to kiss him so badly. He brought one hand up to the back of Roman's head burying it deep into the roots of his black hair. The other he placed on the area where Roman's ass and back met. He pulled Roman's face towards his the same time that he pulled his towards him. Their lips meeting in a hot kiss. Reigns lips were on his kissing and pulling his lips hard into his mouth. Their tongues were stroking each other as the mouths fought for dominance over each other. Roman grinded his hips against Dean's and he could feel that the Samoan was fully erect already. Next Roman's hands were pushing his boxer briefs down his hips and Dean felt his own cock being released and pressed between the two hard bodies. The underwear was stuck around the middle of his thighs but he didn't want to break the kiss on Roman at the moment to take it off completely.

Roman's placed his large hands over Dean's butt cheeks squeezing and massaging them. Dean groaned into the kiss at Reigns' actions. It felt so fucking good. He forgot all about the kiss he had shared with Jericho. Roman was still his favourite person to kiss in the whole entire world. He moaned again as their cocks rubbed against each other and Roman continued to massage his ass.

Reigns whispered into his ear. " Let's go into the bathroom so that we don't wake up Seth."

Dean nodded against Roman's shoulder and then quickly pulled his underwear off properly, leaving it on the ground as he followed Reigns into the bathroom. As soon as Dean closed the door behind him. Roman was on his lips again. Dean's back was pressed against the wall by the sink as their kiss intensified. The bathroom was darker than the bedroom and he could barely makeout Reigns' features but that didn't matter right now. All that did was the fact the he could feel and touch. Roman's lips were on his neck now, licking and nibbling at the sensitive flesh. He let out a whimper as Roman's fingers wrapped around his leaking cock and started to stroke him as well. Even though he wouldn't trade the threesome that they had on Saturday night for anything in the world, he loved it when it was just him and Roman one on one.

He reached down between Roman's muscular thighs and took ahold of his thick heavy dick. He enjoyed running his hand up and down the length of it. Hearing Roman pant over him as he stroked him. Dean was still leaning against the wall. One of Roman's arms resting against the wall as the other was pumping Dean's cock. Roman's face was a few inches above his. The long dark hair, loose and hanging foward lightly grazing Dean's collarbone. Their laboured breaths mixing as they brought each other closer to ecstasy.

Roman placed the index and middle fingers on his free arm into his mouth sucking on them, getting them wet. He took the fingers out of his mouth and placed them at Dean's lips. Dean immediately opened his mouth and sucked them in, swirling his tongue over them causing Roman to release a low moan.

Reigns eased his fingers out of Dean's sinful mouth and slipped them inbetween his taut butt cheeks. Dean bucked a bit against Roman as the two fingers entered him and he started to stretch him.

Roman muffled his groans with a kiss as he continued to prepare him for his cock. When Roman was finished, he kissed Dean hard, giving him a little bite on his bottom lip. " I want to fuck you so hard."

Dean didn't know that it was possible for him to get any harder when Roman said that to him. He turned around with his cock grazing against the wall as he felt Roman spreading his butt cheeks apart. He felt the head of the cock slowly pushing into him, he tried to stifle his groans as much as possible. It worked until Roman was completely in him and started to pump away, his balls slapping against Dean's tender ass. The movement pushed Dean's cock against the wall which increased the sensation for him. He groaned as Roman's hands firmly held his hips as he fucked him with his thick cock that kept hitting his prostate. It felt so damn good. Waves of pleasure washed over his body. He was certain that if Roman wasn't holding onto him that he would be on the ground because his knees were pretty much jello at this point.

Roman took the other hand that he hand been using to jerk Dean off and forced his index and middle fingers into Dean's mouth. He stopped pumping and leaned his chest against Dean's back. " I told you not to wake Seth up."

With that Roman pushed hard into Dean and slapped him on his right butt cheek. Dean sucked down hard on Roman's fingers. Fuck! The sudden brutality of the act was erotic as hell and Dean felt his dick starting to throb. He heard Roman breathing hard behind him and knew that he was approaching his climax as well. They fucked each other hard for the next couple of minutes until Dean moaned hard against Roman's fingers and splattered his cum all over the wall. He felt Roman pressing his lips into his back and felt liquid running down the back of his thigh. Damn. That was some fuck session. Dean was sure that it was after four in the morning now and they had to be on the road by seven. He turned around and kissed Roman softly. Time didn't matter right now. All that did was the man he was kissing.

Smackdown was in Greenville, South Carolina. As Dean was walking around the arena just stretching his legs, he ran into Jericho who was coming around a corner. He felt kind of bad the way that he left him on Monday night and gave him a small smile that Jericho immediately returned.

" Hi man," Dean greeted him. " How's it going?"

" You know how it is," Chris replied. " Trying to catch up with a Fandingle."

Both of them shared a laugh.

Chris lowered his voice as a serious look came over his face. " Hey, you wanna hang out tonight or something?"

Dean knew instantly that hanging out wasn't as innocent as it was presented. Despite the hot sex he had with Roman early that morning he still was not completely certain where he stood in that relationship. He also knew that if either Roman or Seth found out that he was fooling around with anyone else that they would be very upset. But at the very least Jericho was a stand up guy and as a bonus he just happened to be good with his mouth as well.

Dean shrugged his shoulders. " Sure."

Chris smiled at him. " Okay great. I'll text you the time." He patted Dean on the shoulder and walked off.

Dean stared at him for a bit. He wasn't completely sure what Jericho wanted but he knew what he wasn't giving him. His heart.

A/N: You guys! Can you believe that I started this story just over a month ago and it's already at eighteen chapters? I never thought I would see the day that I get out a story so quickly. But I must really thank my reviewers for all of their encouragement, I know I say it a lot but you guys rock!