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Day of Event - January 7th 2013
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"Hey baby. C'mon. Why don't 'ya get on a ride with me and Drew? The 3MB Express is always ready for a hot babe, much like ya'self." It was just another episode of RAW where the three man rock band (although this time, lacking their Indian member) would spend trying to get other women to participate in an orgy with 3MB. Even in a new year, Heath would keep his old habits.
"What happened to Jinder?" The woman asked. She pondered why Heath didn't mention the third member of his wannabe rock-band group.
"He's busy." Drew said, emotionlessly. It was a short response, but an extremely stern one.
"Yeah. Too busy groping other guys." Heath said, bitterly.
"Aww. Aksana likes seeing guys getting groped." The Lithuanian ravenette seemed to be disappointed that the two rock stars had excluded Jinder for that reason.
"Baby, that's all y'all had to say." Heath smirked, as he gestured for Drew to inch closer to him. As soon as the Scot did, he felt a pair of broad palms clutch his backside. "Grab my dick, Drew. Make it hard." He whispered to his team-mate, who would quickly comply with those orders. As Heath rubbed Drew's confined ass, Drew would fondle with Heath's confined crotch; all for Aksana's viewing pleasure. "See baby? Y'all can see guys gettin' groped. Me and Drew can do anything together."
Well, she would have to commend them for doing as she desired in such a short amount of time. But, it just looked odd seeing the three man band without the third member. It was like seeing Destiny's Child without Michelle Williams (there weren't many bands in Lithuania that Aksana was fond of). "Sorry darlings. No Jinder…no Aksana." The woman walked off, disappointing the two aspiring musicians who were so eager to fuck her.
"Baby girl! Wait!" Heath went to catch the European woman, if it weren't for the Scotsman who tugged at his arm. "Get the fuck off of me, Drew." The redhead snarled, tilting his head back to scowl at the brunette.
"Heath. It ain't any use goin' after her. She's not gonna come back without Jinder." For some reason that was mostly unknown to the Southerner, Heath's temper dwindled when Drew became the voice of reason. The calm, soft Scottish accent ringing in his ears calmed Heath; it reduced his anger. Until he thought about Jinder, at least.
"Man, where the fuck is Jinder?! He ruined our chance at gettin' some good pussy!"
"He probably feels bad 'bout what happened with Sheamus in the ring. I mean-"
"Damn right he should feel bad. He embarrassed us, Drew. Freaking embarrassed us!" Heath clearly wasn't happy. Jinder could hear that, and he was quite a distance away from the redhead. Jinder was trying to find the other members of 3MB, so he could at least apologise for earlier, and now he finally knew where they were. Walking up to the two wannabe musicians, Jinder's ears perked up at their conversation.
"I know. I know. But, what if he was telling the truth? What if Sheamus did make Jinder grab his ass?"
"Pssh. Truth my ass! Y'all see the way Jinder was staring at Sheamus during the match? He so wanted to tap that!"
"But I didn't!" Heath and Drew almost jumped from the shock, as they saw Jinder come into sight. "I apologise, you guys. Trust me, I would never think about touching Sheamus in that way. You're the only guys I'm into."
"Like we believe ya! Y'all wanted to fuck him real bad. Me and Drew ain't stupid!" Heath said, rage clearly consuming his soul. "Plus, if it weren't for y'all, me and Drew would be rocking out Aksana and her sweet, sweet pussy. Way to go, cock-block. C'mon Drew. We got better things to be doing than talking to a cock-block." Heath said, storming away. After giving the Indian a brief look of sympathy, Drew would follow the raging redhead, away from their band member.
Sighing to himself, Jinder felt like crap. He couldn't even apologise to his close friends without Heath snapping at him. There probably wasn't any use trying to follow them, because Heath just wouldn't listen to him. This was all fucking Sheamus' fault. If it wasn't for Sheamus, Jinder wouldn't be in this ordeal. Sheamus was gonna pay for what he did.
The Indian no longer focused on trying to make it up to the rest of his crew. That wouldn't accomplish anything. What the Indian was determined to do was to extract a measure of revenge on the cheeky Irishman.
Jinder would storm over to Sheamus' locker room, and give Sheamus a piece of his damn mind! On his way to (what he considered to be) his arch-nemesis, the Asian would barge through several crew members, all of whom completely puzzled by the man's rage.
Not that Jinder cared. Not even remotely. All that was on his mind was Sheamus. Jinder couldn't do anything until he had seen Sheamus. If the people Jinder would burst through weren't Sheamus, Jinder didn't have time for them or their perplexed looks.
It took a while, but Mahal would eventually manage to find the man he had been so ardent in tracking down. Sheamus' locker room was only a short distance away from where Jinder was, so it didn't take long for the latter to burst through, forcing the door to open.
Jinder could see Sheamus flirting with Aksana as soon as he entered the room. Aksana, huh? Jinder would make sure Aksana would be the last thing on his mind, once Jinder had his way (although definitely not in a sexual way; he didn't want to prove Heath right).
"There you are!" Jinder didn't care about the amused look on Sheamus' face, or the way Aksana's rouged lips frowning slightly upon his arrival. "You have a lot of explaining to do!"
"Oh really?" Sheamus chuckled, although Jinder didn't look humoured at all. "So yer' the one that touches meh ass, yet ah have to do the explainin'?"
"You forced me to touch your behind, and you know that's true!"
"Fella, ah didn't force yah to do anythin' ya. You just wanted to grab. Admit it fella, because if ah wanted someone to feck me, you'd be near the bottom of the list." Sheamus chuckled, as did Aksana.
Noticing the lady laugh at him did nothing to brighten up Jinder's mood. He scowled at her, hard. "What are you laughing about? That wasn't funny!"
"But darling, it was." Aksana cooed, staring into his pupils. "Aksana knows what will make you smile."
"Nothing will make me smile, unless Sheamus publicly admits he groped me."
"That won't happen, Jinder…baby." Aksana said, inching closer to the darker man, rubbing his cheek softly…sensually… "Aksana knows that Heath and Drewsie are both mad at you. Aksana knows how to solve that."
"Why don't you-" It quickly hit Jinder how important this woman's words were. "Wait, what was that?"
"Aksana knows how to solve that. Aksana make everything better." The ravenette smiled, stroking the hairs exposed on Jinder's chest. "You listen to Aksana? You trust Aksana?"
"…Yeah. Whatever." Jinder tried to play it off, not falling to this woman's whimsical charm, even as her fingers roamed adventurously around his body.
"Yay." Aksana briefly clapped in glee, before she looked at both men. "Jinder. Aksana would like yous to grab Sheamus again."
"What?!" Jinder almost reached the stage of yelling; he was that surprised by what Aksana had asked of him. "Are you kidding? I cannot-whoa!" Jinder's sentence can to a sudden halt, when he felt Sheamus control his palms, making them initiate contact with the Irishman's ample behind.
"Come on, fella. It's obvious yah wanted to grab it." To prove his point, Sheamus loosened his grip on Mahal's wrists, before pulling away. Mahal's palms stayed exactly where they were, not moving an inch from the thick ass. "See? Yah haven't let go. You want mah ass." It was by the end of that sentence when Jinder's hands finally released their hold of the jiggling derriere. Chuckling, Sheamus shifted his focus to the sole woman in the room. "Aksana, take yer clothes off…and Jinder's too. Ah'll shut teh door." Turning his back, the Lithuanian woman would do exactly what Sheamus told her to do. Jinder did look like he was trying to move towards Sheamus, but Aksana wouldn't let him. Any type of movement on Mahal's behalf was swiftly stopped, as Aksana pushed him gently onto the ground. She didn't want any bruises to appear on his flesh; how could she explain that, if she were to be questioned about it later?
Pouncing on the man who laid on the floor, Aksana nimbly pulled down his leather gear, unveiling the flaccid tool.
"Ooh." Aksana's lips opened slightly, as she was marvelled by the beauty of the floppy dick. She never saw anything that captivated her like Jinder's shaft. "Yous has such beautiful manhood, darling." Stroking softly up and down the length of the hardening cock, Aksana was just mesmerised by the sight.
Well, at least this managed to keep Sheamus off of Jinder's mind; even if just for the time being. Plus, if this hot beauty who gracefully jerked him off really was telling the truth, then Jinder would be reunited with his boys in no time. If that was to be the case, Jinder would let Sheamus off the hook. His boys were more valuable than kicking Sheamus' ass (or arse, as it was referred to by the Irishman).
The sounds of lust from the two ravenettes clearly showed Aksana was surprisingly trustful. She followed orders, this time being for the greater good. Sheamus remembered when Aksana took Kaitlyn out at Night of Champions, because of orders Eve had given to her. He still didn't have a lot of trust for this woman, because she could stab him in the back at any moment, but for now, she wasn't going to betray him. Sheamus knew that much.
Turning his back, Sheamus didn't expect Aksana to have been so eager. As she was stripping from her black dress, she was already pumping her fist up and down the erect length of Jinder's cock. Well, at least there was nothing for him to complain about.
"Starting without meh, huh?" Sheamus smirked, taking off his black trunks, throwing it carefully next to Aksana's silk dress. "Ah'm not sure if this is a popular sayin' in Lithuania, but sharing is caring." The meaning of that sentence wasn't quite clear to Aksana, until she saw what Sheamus meant. As she began to lick the underbelly of the brown cock at a leisurely pace, she noticed Sheamus straddle Jinder's face; the pale ass was swaying just above Mahal's nose. Once Sheamus would feel Jinder begin to lick away at the bright pink pucker, that was the redhead's cue to return the favour, licking the shaft that was in his sight.
This wasn't exactly what Aksana had in mind, but she could definitely work with what was transpiring. Her tongue and Sheamus' tongue would concurrently work on the hard as stone member, slobbering over it; preparing it for the hole that it was about to fuck. It was something that she really couldn't complain about, especially when she listened to the masculine moans of bliss played in her eardrums.
That wouldn't take long, however. By the time a few minutes had passed, Mahal's cock was completely wet with saliva. Aksana and Sheamus both did a number on the erection; their tongues occasionally entwining, twirling around the entire length from base to the purple head.
It was fortunate that Jinder was able to keep up with the oral assault. Although being deep in a pool of pleasure from the stupendous duo of tongues, Jinder still managed to regain some form of composure. His tongue skilfully darted in and out of Sheamus' pucker, dampening it with ease.
Jinder certainly didn't expect to find himself in this situation. He pictured himself kicking Sheamus' ass, not licking it! Well…this would beneficial in the long term, so it was hard to protest about the situation he was in. This would reunite 3MB…hopefully. If not, at least Jinder would get a good fuck out of this.
It was weird seeing Aksana and Sheamus work together. They never usually interacted with one another (this encounter being an exception), which made their surprisingly good teamwork even more surprising. The two tongues would traversed as much as they could, swiping it up and down the length of the saliva coated flesh, before their owners realised Jinder was ready (as were they).
"Yeh ready for it?"
"Of course." The Lithuanian nodded. "Aksana was always ready, darlings." Her red lips formed a smile, as Sheamus moved back. Jinder no longer felt tongues work his dark member; instead receiving an upgrade, as it would soon be absorbed inside Aksana's womanly heat.
If Jinder could, he'd let out an oddly harmonious string of moans. Instead, those moans were muffled by the Irishman's thick cheeks, as Jinder continued to moisten the little pink ring with his zealous tongue.
As the Indian felt Aksana bounce up and down his erect dick, he found another advantage to this threesome: pussy. Feeling Aksana's walls clench on his dick brought Jinder a lot of obvious satisfaction. He always liked women, and he always would like women. Nothing felt better than getting to fuck a hot babe with big tits and a tight cunt; Jinder could proudly concur with that.
That wasn't to say he didn't like screwing around with men, however. As much as he possessed a sudden hatred for Sheamus, Jinder couldn't take away from how much he liked the taste of Sheamus' ass. Maybe fucking Sheamus' ass was better than kicking it after all.
Sheamus couldn't deny how much he liked the feeling of getting an enthusiastic tongue-fucking. Jinder may have been damn awful at singing (or whatever he was supposed to do with Heath and Drew), but he made that up for his skills in rimming. The way that Jinder's tongue eased in and out of the tight hole was almost incredible. It made Sheamus wonder, if he was feeling pleasured by the man's tongue, how would his dick make him feel? Would it be painful? Pleasurable? Would Jinder not know how to use his manhood at all?
Sheamus seemed to have a pretty good idea on how to answer that last question, judging by Aksana's moans of pleasure. The redhead watched, as Aksana eagerly fucked herself on Jinder's cock, driving it deep inside of her loosening cunt. Her tits jiggled from the sensation, as she could feel her pussy dampen from each time she took Jinder's cock in its entirety. She was obviously enjoying it; from her excited movements to her squeals of pleasure. Sheamus would have let out a hearty chuckle, if it weren't for him being in a similar state of pleasure.
Just like Aksana, Sheamus could feel himself rocking on Jinder's face, practically begging for more. Just like Aksana, Sheamus moaned more and more lustfully, entranced by how astonishingly delightful Jinder was. Just like Aksana, Sheamus would eventually find himself wanting something different. As pleasurable as his tongue was, Sheamus wanted something bigger; better.
Looking into her eyes, it was as if Sheamus and Aksana could read each other's mind. They both had that same twinkle in their eye, as they got fucked hard by the wannabe rock star. They both knew what they wanted, and now they were about to get it.
Standing up, both Europeans would nimbly end whatever type of pleasure they were feeling before (despite the mutters of disappointment from the Asian), as they switched positions (putting a grin on the Asian's face). Aksana would straddle Jinder's face, parting her slender thighs, allowing the man to ravenously eat the pussy he had just fucked. Sheamus would take Aksana's position, feeling the dark cock enter the man's wet hole.
As soon as the invasion of Sheamus' hole began, most of his questions were immediately answered. Jinder's dick made him feel spec-fucking-tacular. It wasn't painful. It was most definitely pleasurable…he just didn't know about the last one. He didn't know if Jinder knew how to use his dick, and he probably wouldn't know after this experience was over. Sheamus was riding Jinder after all; it wasn't as if Jinder had to do much work.
At least Jinder's throbbing girth filled the tight heat. That was blissful. Moving his body up and down, Sheamus could feel his hole stretch, as Jinder's length was used to stab in and out of the taut passage. Shit; if this was what he accomplished by making Jinder grab his ass, then he was going to have to do that shit again whenever the two met in the ring.
The Irishman had swiftly gotten to a point where he was too into bliss to even remind himself of the female's presence in the locker room. He didn't see the shaking and the shuddering of the woman who was directly facing him. He didn't see the joy firmly planted on Aksana's face when Jinder reached her g-spot. Aksana was almost convulsing at the ecstasy she was in. She wondered how on earth Sheamus managed to stay still through this heavenly tongue. It was almost inhuman to not shudder at this type of pleasure.
As Jinder mercilessly assaulted every part of Aksana's womanhood with his talented tongue, he could just feel her orgasm any second now. Thankfully, he was about to join her. Sheamus' ass was doing a damn good job of making Jinder's manhood throb erratically…not that it'd throb erratically for long. When the bulbous tip of Jinder's dick reached Sheamus' prostate, that was when the latter's ass milked the former dry. White would rush inside Sheamus' hole, somehow managing to fill it more than Jinder's thick length.
White would also splatter over his face; covering him in Aksana's juices. From the shrill cries of bliss, Jinder knew Aksana was going to cum, and she did not disappoint. Her liquids gushed over him, rushing out of her passage, some of it landing on the tongue that eagerly lapped against her wet clit.
Similarly to normal sex; the intense climax would lead to a slight post-orgasm haze. As Sheamus and Aksana would move from Mahal, the Lithuanian and the Indian would catch their breath, regaining the energy they lost in the threesome that just ended.
"That was amazing!" Aksana grinned, as the black dress went back on her body. "Aksana never shake like that before…except for when Kofi the Funkadactyl violate me." The woman looked into Jinder's eyes, before an idea popped into her mind; one that Jinder would wholeheartedly approve of. "Jinder! Darlings! Hurry! Get changed!" The brief, monosyllabic sentences didn't make sense as to why Aksana was so energised, until she continued on. "Aksana going to hook you up with the 3MB!"
"About damn time!" Jinder grinned, as he dressed himself in his in-ring gear.
Apparently, Sheamus seemed to be an afterthought, as Jinder and Aksana couldn't keep their eyes off of each other. It was like they had completely forgotten his presence. "Well…this-"
"Sorry honey! Aksana has to leave now!" Apparently Sheamus didn't have much of a chance to speak, either. He watched as Aksana grabbed Jinder's wrist, dragging him out of the Irishman's room. Not even a simple goodbye…nothing. They just left him naked. With blue balls. Fuck. Well…at least now Sheamus' popularity could come in handy. Maybe Kaitlyn was available…
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I'm glad I finally managed to write this chapter, because ever since Jinder groped Sheamus' ass on RAW, I've always had a bit of a soft spot for this pairing :)
Here's what's coming your way next:
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