It's been several months since Brad Maddox was chosen to be the new General Manager of Monday Night Raw, and Brad couldn't be happier. With the new year coming along in a few days, Brad was determined to maintain the momentum he's had since starting his job as General Manager. 2014 was going to be his year. There were a few hours to kill before the final Monday Night Raw of 2013, and Brad decided to take a stop at a nearby gym. Although he wasn't on the roster to wrestle, he still felt it was important to maintain his physique. Keeping up with his body was also another reason for Brad to wear extremely tight dress clothes, and catch some eyes in the process.

Once he arrived at the gym, he dropped his gymbag in the middle of the room. The gym was completely deserted, as expected. Just the way he liked it. He looked around the room, which was covered with large mirrors. He approached a treadmill before slipping out of his tight t-shirt. He then bent over and peeled his shorts off, leaving him in a tight pair of white trunks that stopped at his knees. He took a look at his reflection in the mirror, and admired his toned body. Brad then took a further inspection of his well-known bubble butt, grabbing at it, squeezing the soft flesh.

"Yeah, I'd totally fuck myself" Brad muttered, smirking at his own reflection.

Brad hopped on the treadmill and started his workout. He initially started walking, and gradually transitioned to a steady run. He could feel the burn in his legs and ass, which was the plan for this workout. He needed to make sure his ass was juicy at all times. After a few minutes, Brad got off the treadmill and headed over to a set of weights. He grabbed a bar, and started piling weight on the bar before gripping it and hoisting it onto his shoulders. With perfect form, Brad began to slowly squat down, before standing back up, and repeating the process. Brad knew squats were the perfect exercise to work out his ass in the most effective way. He visualized the guys of the WWE Roster gathering in a long line to get a grab at his ass, one by one. Brad truly loved being desired by others. After about 100 squats, Brad carefully dropped the bar of weight to the ground to catch his breath.

As he made his way over to the bench press for a chest workout, he heard a faint noise coming from the locker room. This noise definitely caught Brad off guard because he thought the entire gym was deserted. His body was drenched in sweat, and he desperately needed a shower. He decided to check it out.

Brad slowly walked through the long hallway that connected the gym and its locker room and shower rooms. As he got closer to the locker room, he noticed the air was a lot more humid than usual. He figured someone was in the shower. Once he entered the locker room, he couldn't believe his eyes.

There lay Tyson Kidd, on his back, moaning loudly while Zack Ryder violently slammed his long cock in and out of Kidd's ass.

Brad's cock immediately twitched to life, the bulge in his trunks growing larger and larger. The two men hadn't noticed he was there. He still couldn't believe this was happening.

"Holy Shit." Brad's cover was blown.

The two young superstars leapt out of their skin in shock. They obviously expected the gym to be empty. They scrambled around the gym looking for any kind of clothing to cover their throbbing cocks.

"What the hell are you doing here, Maddox?!" Tyson said first, the fear evident in his tone.

"Not cool bro. Not cool." Ryder said next.

"What's wrong, boys? You all know me well enough to know I don't bite." Brad laughed. "If you want me to go, I can. I can go and let everyone know you two were fucking at the gym."

"NO! WAIT!" Tyson shouted, grabbing Brad by the wrist. "Please don't tell Nattie!"

"You don't want me to tell her? How 'bout you get over here and suck this dick." Brad grabbed at his hardening bulge as he watched the Canadian frantically scramble over to him before dropping to his knees and tugging at the waistband of his white trunks. In a matter of seconds, Kidd managed to release Brad's throbbing 7 inch cock and had his lips wrapped around it in no time. Brad shot his head back and moaned in appreciation as he felt the expert mouth of Tyson Kidd slide up and down on his cock. He glanced over at Ryder, who was stroking his long 10 inch dick, clearly enjoying the action. "Ryder. Why don't you come over here and eat my ass?"

"Fuck yeah bro!" Zack smiled as he walked over to Brad, who had Tyson's back pressed against a nearby set of lockers, still expertly sucking the General Manager's cock. "Only on one condition, though."

"I'm willing to listen." Brad quickly replied.

"Give me a shot at the United States Championship." Zack proposed.

Brad paused for a brief moment before answering. "You got it."

Brad was slightly bent over, his juicy bubble butt sticking out to entice the New York native.

Ryder licked his lips in anticipation as he slowly dropped down to his knees in front of Brad's slightly tan, yet slightly pale bubble butt. He could smell the sweat radiating off the General Manager's body, which only made Ryder hornier. He grabbed at the soft cheeks before parting them, and immediately diving his tongue into the tight, pink hole.

"Fuck yeah!" Brad moaned out. He reached back and tugged at Zack's hair with one hand as he swirled his tongue in and out of his ass; and grabbed Tyson's head in front as he softly thrusted his groin and 7 inch cock down the Canadian's throat. Brad was definitely in heaven.

As Ryder continued to lick and lap at the now loosened hole, He felt Brad take a few steps back, allowing Tyson to get to his feet. Brad once again slammed Tyson against the wall of lockers, this time with Tyson's face mushed against the cold metal. Brad jerked at his throbbing cock a few times before sliding the slick, spit-covered cock into Kidd's tight ass.

"Shit..." Tyson breathed out.

Brad knew at this point, anyone could walk into the gym and catch them in the act, so he had to make haste. He started off with hard, deep thrusts in and out of Kidd's ass. The Canadian was moaning loudly, clearly enjoying the attention his ass was getting. Every thrust Brad made into Tyson was met with Ryder's wet tongue into Brad's hole. Brad was in heaven, but something was missing. It didn't take long for him to realize what it was.

He looked back at Ryder, who had his eyes closed and his long tongue sticking out.

"Fuck me, Ryder. C'mon, fuck me!"

Zack instantly jumped to his feet and spat on his long, throbbing 10 inch cock to slick it up. He watched Brad's juicy ass jiggle as he continued to fuck Kidd mercilessly. He waited for the right time and quickly darted his long cock in the General Manager's tight hole.

"Damn, you're so fucking tight" Ryder breathed out into Maddox's ear. Brad whimpered as his fantasy had been fulfilled; fucking a hot ass, and getting fucked by a big dick, all at the same time. Brad was in pure bliss.

After a few minutes, Ryder stopped thrusting his huge cock into Maddox and simply allowed him to do all the work. As Brad started to feel his load building, he picked up the pace of his thrusts, and picked up the pace of riding Ryder's cock in the process as well. Kidd never stopped moaning at the top of his lungs, he was definitely loving it.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Brad shouted as he grabbed onto Tyson's hair and gave the Canadian one last thrust before erupting shot after shot of his thick, creamy load into the Canadian's ass. He slid his now softening cock out of Kidd, but the fun was not over yet.

Ryder slammed the General Manager against the lockers and began to take control. He rammed his throbbing 10 incher in and out of Maddox's ass as fast as he could.

"Fuck yeah! Take that dick!" Ryder shouted out.

"Ahh! Fuck me! Yeah! Fuck me!" Brad screamed back. He hadn't been dominated this well in a while. He was loving it. "Fuck!"

"Yeah, you like this dick?!" Ryder demanded an answer.

"I fucking love your cock!" Brad cried out.

Tyson Kidd sat on a nearby bench, watching Zack and Brad go at it. He slowly slid a few fingers in and out of his cum coated hole and jerked his 7 inch cock as he watched.

"I'm getting close..." Ryder moaned out as he continued to roughly slam his 10 incher into the General Manager's ass.

"Cum on my fucking face." Brad moaned back. "I want it so bad."

Zack gave Brad's ass a few last thrusts into his ass before pulling his 10 inch cock out. Brad quickly dropped to his knees as Ryder jerked his cock over Brad's head. Kidd took the hint too and made his way over to join Ryder. Brad watched with eyes of lust as the two furiously jerked their cocks. He decided to give them a little help. He reached between both of their legs and shoved two fingers deep into both of their pink holes.

"FUCK!" The two shouted out as they each shot spurt after spurt of creamy cum all over Brad's face. The creamy liquid slid into Brad's awaiting mouth and dripped down his chin onto his chest as well. Zack and Tyson were kissing; sliding their tongues in and out of each other's mouths while Brad gave their cocks each one last suck, making sure all of the cum wouldn't go wasted. Zack soon dropped down to his knees and slipped his tongue into Brad's mouth. Tyson joined in too, and soon enough the three men were kissing, all enjoying the sweet taste of Zack and Tyson's cum that was all over Brad's face and in his mouth.

After a few minutes of intense kissing, Brad broke away.

"Damn, I deserve a title shot for that!" Zack laughed

"Excellent job, gentlemen! With what you two just did, you both deserve a shot at some championships!" Brad laughed, catching his breath. "A fucking excellent job!"

"You weren't too bad yourself." Zack replied, getting to his feet and quickly putting on his clothes.

"Seriously, Maddox, you have to give us something for what we just did." Tyson grinned.

"Oh, you were serious?" Brad continued to laugh. "You really think I'm going to award title shots for a nice dick and a tight ass? If that were the case, every guy on the roster would be number one contender!" Brad slipped on his trunks and made his way back to the gym area to gather his things.

"Are you fucking serious bro?!" Zack shouted. "You fucking dick!"

"Just be happy I let you fuck me." Brad smiled before grabbing his gymbag and exiting the gym, leaving the two young superstars feeling bamboozled.