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Day of Event - April 17th 2013
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"Lady Gaga?"
"No."
"Christina Aguilera?"
"No."
"Britney Spears?"
"Definitely not."
"C'mon Anya! Throw me a bone here. I'm em-azing!" Emma had spent the past ten minutes trying to convince the Russian Diva that she was travelling the road of a mega pop-star. Even though she couldn't sing, and her dancing was…awkward, to put it politely.
Eventually, Anya decided that she may as well be nice to Emma this once. It wasn't every NXT Emma got a victory. "Fine. You can be like Jenia Lubich."
Emma's reaction was clearly puzzled. "What's a Jenia Lubich?"
"You have not heard of Jenia Lubich?"
"No. I haven't. Should I?"
"Yes." Anya said sternly. "Jenia Lubich is Russian singer. She is good." Her Russian accent was thick. Anya sounded like an incredibly imposing force. It was a good thing for Emma that she somehow managed to bond with this gigantic Russian woman, otherwise she would have ran in the opposite direction just from looking at her.
"But would you say she's em-azing?" Emma said, throwing in an exaggerated wink. Anya didn't notice the wink.
"Yes."
"Has she left an em-pression on you?" Emma asked again, throwing another overdramatic wink in Anya's direction, which again, didn't get noticed.
"Little. Not too much."
"Then she's totally not like me. I'm em-azing, and I very em-pressive." Emma couldn't help but to show glee when making puns out of words that linked a little to her name. She was awkward like that.
Silence filled the atmosphere between the two women. Anya didn't respond, and Emma didn't quite know what to say. The two NXT Divas remained silent, until they saw a man. A man who appeared to be interested in one woman and one woman only.
"Anya!" The man bellowed, and he caught her attention, as well as Emma's. "Can I have a word with you for a minute…alone?" He then looked at Emma.
"C'mon Jakey! I thought we were friends." Emma pleaded. She wanted to hear what Jake Carter was about to tell Anya.
"Not if you're going to stick around here like a piece of dead weight!" Jake's tone was stern and domineering. He could see the look of sorrow in Emma's eyes. He felt a little remorse for it. "Sorry, but can you just go? We're still friends…aren't we?"
"It's totally okay Jake! We're still friends. I've gotta go, anyway, and…urm…" She didn't quite finish her sentence. She performed her well-known 'victory dance', as she would proceed to leave the two wrestlers to have their time together. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't quite blessed with perfect footwork. It didn't take long after the beginning of her dance before the Australian woman would find herself tumbling to the floor. It was a good thing she wasn't hurt. "I'm okay!" She would yell, before getting back onto her feet, and carrying on with the rest of her dance.
Jake would just shake his head at the young woman. He didn't really consider her a friend. He just didn't want to see Emma cry all the way to Dusty.
"What do you want, Carter?" The thick Russian accent caught Jake completely off-guard. He looked at Anya, only remembering that she was standing in front of him.
"I need a favour from you." He looked at the femme fatale. He was only one inch taller than she was. That was frightening. A woman nearly as tall as him was unheard of, until now.
"That is?"
"I want you to dominate Corey Graves."
"How do you mean?" She was interested. Her voice was laced with intrigue.
"Sexually. I want you to sexually dominate Corey. Fuck him in the ass. You got any toys…like dildos, or shit like that on you?"
"No."
"Thought not. Good thing I got this just in case." Jake smirked, as he handed her the crimson coloured toy, and also a twenty dollar bill. "That's just to entice you. If you do a damn good job, I'll give you another twenty. You up for it?"
It took a short while for the woman to think about the offer that she was given. She did eventually make a decision. "Yes."
"Good. Meet me in two hours from now, and Corey will be ready for you. I can guarantee that." The attractive man said with a flirtatious wink, before leaving Anya by himself. Revenge was gonna be so damn sweet once he would put Corey through the same damn thing that Corey had put him through.
Corey was gonna pay for what he did. Whether he wanted to or not.
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The location was the showers. It was occupied by Jake Carter and Corey Graves. The two hunky men were cleansing every inch of their nude bodies. From their faces to their pecs to their loins to their toes. Every single body part was getting washed.
"Hey man." Corey said. Jake looked up at the former convict. "Wanna do some stuff later? Y'know…the usual? Fuck about, get high, listen to Skrillex and hunt for some cunt once we're done."
"I'd like that…baby." Jake smirked. He didn't want the usual. He didn't want to have to suck Corey, or to get fucked by him; but if getting revenge meant it looked like he was going to follow some orders, then so be it. "Can we take it outside the showers, though? I wanna don't wanna clean now. I wanna get dirty with you."
"When you say it like that, how could I possibly refuse?" Corey said, with a smirk larger than Jake's. He soon stopped coating his body with lather, so he could get to spend some quality time with his close ally. As soon as he left the showers, Jake wasn't far behind him. Jake did get a nice view of the derriere that swayed ever so slightly to the side. He couldn't help but to admire the ass on Corey. With an ass that good, Corey definitely should have used it more. Jake could only imagine how blissful it would be to delve inside Corey's pucker, and for Jake to feel his erect length sink past Corey's muscular globes of flesh. Man, would that be a good feeling…
"…Jake!" Vader's son quickly snapped into reality, once he heard the guttural tone of Corey's voice bellow its way into his earlobes.
"What?"
"You gonna damn fantasise about whatever it is you got in your mind all day or not? I got a dick that needs taken care of here." Graves said, pointing to his erection.
"Corey…I…I got something to ask you, man." Carter sighed between each pause. He didn't quite know how to ask Corey to spread those legs and allow Jake to access Corey's tight little hole. Jake also didn't know what the syntax of his question should be.
"Then spit it out. It'd be better than lookin' at you staring into space." Corey said, in quite an impatient tone of voice. It almost startled Jake with how impatient the tone was. He could tell Corey wasn't up for waiting.
"…" Jake was initially silent. He felt like a deer in headlights, which is never how Jake usually felt. It was Corey. It must have been Corey. It could only have been Corey, and his dominant demeanour. Jake had never felt so shy around anybody before, and Jake was usually the very confident type.
"Fucking spit it out!" Corey yelled. It felt that Corey's yell had been at such a high volume, it would echo in every room of this entire building.
"Why don't you suck me and let me fuck you?" Jake worded that extremely quickly, but Corey somehow managed to fully decipher what went into his ears.
"Seriously?" Graves cocked his head to the side. Out of all the questions he could have been asked, and it had to be that one. He let out a sigh, before answering Jake's question. "I know this ain't your fault and all, but prison. The dudes in there put me off getting fucked for life."
"Dude, I can understand that. I just can't see why you think I would be similar to the guys in prison."
"Again, it ain't got anything to do with you, Jakey. I promise. It's just the guys in prison were so bad." Corey's eyes didn't look so dominant at this moment in time. They looked sincere. Sincerity wasn't something that Corey often showed.
"But I can make up for that, Corey. Just give me a chance, and I'll show you how good it feels. I'll be as soft or as rough or whatever you want. Just give me a chance, Graves."
Corey let out another sigh. "You know this ain't easy for me, Carter, right? You know the type of dudes there are in prison? The type that'll fuck you over and throw the condom onto your face. The type that'll fuck you over and make you never look at a bar of soap in the same way."
"I understand, man, but I'm not like those guys. You couldn't trust them, but you can trust me." A sincere smile traversed Jake's face, as he tried his best to comfort Corey. It was mainly to make sure that Corey would suck his dick, without being forced to, but also to show how strong a bond the two shared. "You like me, right?"
"Yeah…Yeah. Of course I do."
"Then trust me. I'm not gonna be like those dudes in prison. We have a friendship that you didn't have with any of the douchebags in prison. I promise Corey, you won't regret this."
Corey was put in such a hard place right now. The only choices the former criminal had were to relive the horror of his prison days and feel a surreal amount of agony inside his pucker, or to ruin the one possible genuine friendship he's had since joining NXT. It took a while for him to think, but looking into Jake's eyes, Corey eventually managed to find an answer. He believed (and dearly hoped) that Jake's words were true. He hoped that he could provide him with pleasure that no convict could, but Corey was doubtful.
"Fine. Only because I like you so much." Corey mumbled, but it was purposefully loud enough for Jake to hear, whose face had entirely been lit with glee.
"You serious?" He would get confirmation from Corey through a slight nod of the head. "Awesome! I'm gonna make you feel so damn good! Wanna suck me off first, though? Makes it easier for me to fuck you, and it doesn't hurt as much."
"Sure. Sure. Whatever." Corey's hands slowly pulled down Jake's lycra tights to his ankles. His soft length had been exposed. He wasn't blessed with the longest of penises, but he had a thickness that most men would envy. "Just tell me if I'm doing it wrong, or whatever. It's not like I've willingly done this before." Corey's hands sluggishly worked on the length of Jake. He wasn't doing bad, but it was clear that Corey was no professional at giving out handjobs.
The moans were soft and oozed satisfaction. It made Corey feel better about his skills. He knew that his hand somehow had the skills to garner a lustful reaction from Jake. It fuelled Corey to stroke up and down his friend's dick at a faster pace, to gain more of those desirable moans and groans that rung in his earlobes.
The movements of Graves' hands gradually increased in pleasure, until his palms moved at swift speed and possessed a notable rhythm. Before, he was an amateur. Now, with just an increase in speed, Corey Graves had the ability to give a brilliant handjob! All Jake had to do was to moan his satisfaction.
Through the progression of time, Corey warmed to this experience. Grabbing a man's dick on his own free will was initially a foreign concept for Corey, but once he actually stroked it and pleasured it with his hands, he liked it. He liked the feeling of Jake's cock in his hands. He liked the feeling that his hands could provide sensual joy. Corey wanted to know more about how pleasurable giving pleasure was, instead of solely receiving it, like he usually did. He already knew how to emit bliss through his hands and his cock, but he wanted to emit bliss through other body parts, also. Mainly, his mouth. He was curious to see how well his mouth would fare in engulfing Jake's length, and giving the young man pleasure.
Corey's hands slowly stopped moving, and his eyes moved upwards. He looked into Jake's eyes. Their eyes eventually locked together. "I'm supposed to suck it now, I take it."
"Yep." As simple a response as Corey could possibly receive. At least it was a response Corey could understand. His lips parted, and his oral cavity was exposed. Corey began to take in Jake inch by inch, until he was able to no more.
To Corey's credit, he did actually take in a lot of Jake's shaft. Corey almost deepthroated him, but couldn't quite manage to do so. He still did a good job, judging from the immensely joyous sounds that escaped from Jake's lips.
Corey's oral skills still needed a little polishing, but he still managed to take good care of Jake's erection. The former's oral cavern was enough to accommodate most of the latter's hardened cock. Corey still did a good enough job to send Jake into his own little utopia, where he was surrounded by the utmost pleasure.
Bobbing his head up and down, Corey could eventually take in more of Jake's cock. Soon enough, Corey would be able to deepthroat his partner's entire length, and rest his nose in Jake's neatly trimmed pubic hairs.
The former convict would soon incorporate a rhythm into his suctions, after successfully taking in all of Jake's manhood. Corey would make sure that each and every one of his suctions would earn a pleasured cry from Jake. He wanted to know how good it felt to pleasure somebody else.
But alas, Corey didn't have much longer to learn about the pleasures of giving oral pleasure. After spending a few minutes inside Corey's mouth, Jake could feel his member throb slightly, whilst it remained inside the velvety oral passage. Jake snapped from his utopia, back into reality. "Stop!" He eventually managed to muster up that word, after spending the last few moments breathing hoarsely.
Corey did, but he was confused why he had to. "Huh?" He asked, once the cock was out of his mouth.
"I wanna fuck you now."
"Oh…" Corey looked sheepish and nervous. It was so unlike him. Jake could sense the apprehension a mile away.
"Lemme just get you something. It'll calm those nerves." And so, Jake would move from where he was, in order to get to his bag. Opening up the zipper, Jake would proceed to grab a miniature white bottle. He brought it to Corey. "Take a sniff."
"What is it?"
"This is a popper. Now sniff it."
Hesitantly, Corey did. It worked instantaneously. His apprehension subsided in a matter of seconds. He didn't feel so scared about something going inside his ass anymore. He actually felt excited by it. He wanted to know what it felt like. He was almost desperately curious to know what it felt like.
"Feel so nervous now?" Jake asked. He was thankful Corey shook his head. "Good. I'm still gonna prep you, so you might wanna get into position, to make it easier for me."
Never before did Jake think that Corey would be so eager to do as he said. The former convict eagerly got on his back, and raised his legs in the air. Jake had never received such a good view of Corey's asshole before. He never knew it was so small before. It looked like gaining access to the diminutive pucker would provide a world of pain to Corey.
"If this hurts, just remember to use deep breaths. The pain will eventually go away." And so, the second-generation wrestler would briefly suck on his index finger, before using it to penetrate Corey's tightness.
To Jake's surprise, Corey wasn't as affected by the intrusion as he thought. Corey did let out a hiss which slightly expressed his pain, but it wasn't as loud as he expected. This was probably nothing, compared to what Corey underwent in prison. Corey had probably felt bigger things inside his hole than Jake's finger, which was odd, because Corey's hole felt like it was virginal. It felt like it hadn't been touched before, until now. Alas, this wasn't the case.
"Fuck me now, Jake! Fuck me!" Corey demanded, in a high-pitch voice. He quickly grew tired of Jake's finger. He already felt that he had been teased enough. He wanted the real thing, and he wanted it now.
"Relax dude. Relax." Jake would pull out. He was about to replace the finger with his softening length, but there was a knock at the door. Corey groaned, especially when he saw Jake go and see who the knocker was.
The convict stayed in position, with his legs high in the air, without a care in the world. Then he saw the knocker come in, and quickly changed position. He was shocked. "Is that Anya?"
"Yes." Anya responded. She had a crimson dildo in her palms. He didn't quite know why, but he had a feeling he was soon about to find out.
"Relax, Corey. Anya's here to help you." Jake said, before winking to the Russian femme fatale. The wink went unnoticed by Corey. "I told her what you was going through, and I paid her to help you ease through the pain."
Anya didn't quite expect this. She was expecting to come in to fuck the holy hell out of Jake, but that didn't look like it was about to happen any time soon. Hopefully, she would get money by the end of this, so she didn't really care. Money was money, and Anya wanted to earn it, no matter how it was done (as long as it didn't degrade herself). "That is true."
"Oh…kay then." Corey felt uneasy again. "You have that popper stuff on you?"
"Yeah. You need it again?"
"Yep."
"Hold on, then. Gimme a minute." Jake went back to the bag, and collected the popper that Corey had already sniffed. "Here you go." Corey would swiftly sniff, and the unease immediately began to reduce.
"Kay. Now I'm ready again." Corey would get back into the same position he was, prior to Anya entering the room. He gave Corey a look of lust, but also a look of trust.
Jake didn't respond verbally. Instead, he scooted over to his friend, and slowly, carefully, entered the tip of his manhood into Corey's small pink pucker. Now Corey understood about the pain Jake was telling him about. Corey began to relive snippets of his prison days through the pain that he felt at this moment in time.
"Damn! Take it out! Take it out!" Corey would bawl in agony. A slight wave of remorse could be seen in Jake's eye, but he didn't want Corey to forever think negatively on bottoming. He wanted Corey to see that getting fucked in the ass wasn't such a bad thing. Jake had already forgotten about his plan of revenge. Now he just cared for his man. He wanted to make sure that his man would go through the best damn experience of his life, which Jake was sure Corey would go through, once the former would rub against the latter's prostate.
"Sorry Corey, but no can do. You're gonna like this, I promise. It's only gonna get better." He would smile, before he looked at Anya. "Put the dildo in his mouth." As Anya was about to do so, Jake looked back at Corey. "This is just so you can bite on something, to take your mind off of the pain."
The Russian didn't quite like the idea of that, but then she'd get money from this, so who was she to complain. She would simply comply with what she was told to do. She inserted the plastic cock into Corey's mouth, and sure enough, Corey did bite on it.
The pain was still there, but it wouldn't be for much longer. The deeper Jake went with his slow thrusts, the more pleasured Corey was. The pain was gradually subsiding, and slowly, it was getting replaced by pleasure. Jake's thrusts eventually became quicker and more powerful, once Corey no longer sounded like he was in agony.
A chorus of ooh's and ahh's soon left Corey's lips, even with the sex toy in his mouth. He could almost feel a feeling that was so bizarre to him, but also so heavenly. It was indescribable. It was unexplainable. It was something Corey needed to feel more of.
Thankfully, Jake would give Corey precisely what he wanted. Jake's thrusts became quicker and quicker by the minute. They eventually became rapid. Jake's rapid thrusts also eventually travelled deeper inside Corey's heat. It took a short while, but Jake finally managed to reach Corey's prostate.
Pleasure? Beyond an understatement. This wasn't pleasure. This was fucking bliss!
Both men could soon feel their climaxes approaching. Reality soon dawned upon them, and they soon remembered that not all good things last forever. This was no exception.
Out of the two men, Jake was the first to climax. His semen didn't waste a second in launching itself deep inside Corey's slackened heat. This, in turn, sent Corey way over the limit. Corey came like never before. An immense amount of semen gushed out of his piss-slit, and landed pretty much everywhere around the former prisoner. It was a wonder how Anya didn't get splattered with Corey's semen.
Now both men were stuck feeling a slight bit of post-orgasmic depression. Depression because they couldn't feel that heavenly feeling now that they did before. Letting out a sigh, Jake pulled out of Corey.
Corey slowly stopped sucking on the crimson cock, and also released a sigh into the atmosphere. He smiled at his friend. It wasn't a sinister smile; it was a genuine smile. One that Jake swore he had never seen before. "Thank you. Honestly man. Just…thank you."
"You're welcome." Jake smiled back, with just as much sincerity as Corey. It was a shame Anya wasn't feeling so joyous. All she wanted was the twenty dollar bill she was promised.
"Carter." Jake looked at the tall European woman. "Where is my money?"
Jake was about to go and grab his wallet, but then an idea popped into his head. "Wanna make a hundred dollars instead of twenty?"
"Depends on what I have to do." Anya asked. Corey looked at Jake in confusion, but didn't say a word.
"You into fucking guys with dildos?"
"Perhaps."
"Fuck me…and Corey. And don't let a word of this out to anyone. We have a deal?"
Anya didn't have to think about that for long. "It is a deal."
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So, this is the revenge chapter! Hope you all liked it! If you liked this, I recommend checking out the latest chapter of Joshing For Position, by Elstro1988. It features Corey/Jake smut that helped me to write this chapter.
Here's what's coming your way next:
~ Darren Young (Top)/Primo (Bottom)/Rosa Mendes (Bottom)/Titus O'Neil (Top) (Requested by MillionsofD)
~ AJ Lee (Top)/Brad Maddox (Bottom)/Dolph Ziggler (Versatile) (Requested by Dynasty Ace)
~ Chris Jericho (Versatile)/CM Punk (Versatile)/Kaitlyn (Versatile) (Requested by uppy goes puppy)
~ AJ Lee (Bottom)/Dean Ambrose (Top)/Roman Reigns (Top)/Seth Rollins (Versatile) (Requested by onehundredpercent)
~ Randy Orton (Versatile)/Sasha Banks (Bottom)/Sheamus (Versatile) (Requested by me)
~ Emma (Top)/The Miz (Bottom)/Wade Barrett (Bottom) (Requested by me)
Six more requests y'all! I'll get back to taking requests for the moment in two stories from now!
And yes! I did change my requests, because I've really wanted to include some NXT Divas into the BOBW world, to showcase their personality. Hopefully those chapters will go down as a treat :)