Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 11:07:50 +1000 (EST)
From: Jason Smith <ross_fan@yahoo.com>
Subject: On The Road - Part Two

This story is totally fictional and I don't own any of the copyrights
mentioned in this story, nor does it reflect the true sexual preferences of
those involved.  Feel free to email requests or feedback to
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On The Road - Part 2


Four nights ago, Randy had seduced, then laid, the hottest frat boy he'd
seen in his life - Chad. One night ago, Randy asked him to come on the road
with him. It was a question that didn't require much deliberation. Chad
didn't know this at the time, but it was common practice for WWE superstars
to bring `supporters' with them. Long drives, long flights and empty hotel
rooms didn't make for happy workers, so the stars were allowed to bring
anybody they wished along. Randy had done it plenty of times, but Chad was
a little different. Since their first time, Randy had fucked Chad over a
dozen times in three days. Randy's lust was insatiable, and Chad was one of
the few people who could satisfy his needs.

Which was exactly what he was doing now.

Randy stood in his dressing room, oiled up for his match, his wrestling
tights around his ankles, while he hammered in and out of Chad's willing
hole. Chad was propped up against a steel locker, and it shook everytime
Randy thrust inside him. The noise of steel clanging filled the room,
coupled with Chad's stifled moans. Then, a new noise. The door knocking.

`You've got 3 minutes, Orton,' boomed one of the road agents through the
door.

`Fuck,' Orton whispered. He knew he was cutting it close, but not that
close. He pulled his dick out of Chad, and tore off the condom. `Suck it,
now,' he commanded. Chad knew his role very well by now, so got down on his
knees, and deep-throated the Legend Killer's shaft. Orton moaned, then
started fucking Chad's mouth. His balls swung back and forth, as he
pistoned his cock in and out. `Beat it with your hand, boy... Come on..'
Orton said. Chad reluctantly took the beast out of his mouth, then started
jacking it. Orton was almost there.

`One minute, Randy!' the voice yelled, obviously unpleased.

`Almost... Oh god..' Randy moaned, his balls tightening as the orgasm
built. Chad put his mouth back over the head of Orton's cock, jacking it
with his hand until, finally, he reached climax. Cum poured into Chad's
mouth, Orton's rippling abs spasming with every volley of hot juice. `Holy
SHIT!' Orton screamed, as Chad took every load he could shoot. He moaned,
savouring the now very-familiar taste of Orton's cum.

`Randy!' yelled the voice on the other side of the door.

`I'm... coming?' Orton said, throwing a quick grin to Chad. He pulled up
his tights, squeezing his softening cock and balls back inside. `How do I
look?' he asked Chad.

`Fucking awesome,' Chad replied. Orton grinned.

`This isn't over,' he said. `And don't even think of coming yourself - I
got big plans for you later,' he added, wiping his face with a towel, then
leaving the room. Chad sat, naked and full of the Legend Killer's cum,
waiting for his lover to return.



Some superstars didn't need to bring outside entertainment with them on the
road - they looked in-house. Sometimes, they'd organise these trysts while
traveling to the next town, other times via the phone, and sometimes -
while they were wrestling. Fifteen minutes ago, John Cena had taken on Edge
and Lita in a handicap match. It was the first main event of this
untelevised event in Los Angeles, and Cena, the fan favourite, had won. But
during the match, he also worked a little business, soliciting Edge and
Lita for some post-match activities. Lita was always up for anything, and
Edge didn't need much convincing. Cena even `accidentally' rubbed his
jeans-encased hard-on against Lita during a spot. Right now, the match had
just finished, and the stars were pacing backstage.

`Yours or mine?' Cena asked.

`Ours, its closer,' Lita replied. Ten seconds later, Cena, Edge and Lita
entered the spacious lockerroom. Lita didn't waste any time, tearing off
her shirt and pouncing on Cena. She reached inside his jean shorts, jacking
his hard cock while Edge pulled off the rest of her clothes. He pressed
against Lita, grinding his own tights-encased hard-on against her ass. She
moaned, then bent over between the two rivals. `Somebody fuck me, now.'

Edge took the initiative, dropping to his knees and planting his face in
Lita's ass, tonguing her pussy. Lita had her hands around Cena's shorts,
ready to pull them down, when there was a knock at the door.

`Fuck,' Edge said, softly.

`Edge! Mr. McMahon needs to see you, now!' a voice yelled through the door.

`Fuck!,' Edge replied. `I'll be right there!' Nobody kept Mr. McMahon
waiting. Edge adjusted his hard cock in his tights, then threw on a
shirt. `Be right back,' Edge said. `Don't make me miss anything,' he added,
leaving the room. Once he was gone, Lita returned to her task at hand, but
Cena stopped her.

`Wait,' he said. `To be perfectly honest with you, I didn't really want a
threesome,' he added, lifting Lita to her feet. `I just wanted you.' Lita
smiled.

`I know just the place,' she replied. After putting on some clothes, Cena
and Lita sneaked out of Edge's locker room. Lita led Cena through the
hallways, to an abandoned suite. It had a black leather couch, a
television, even a real plant.

`What's normally here?' Cena asked.

`It's the writer's office,' Lita said, closing the door. `But they've
gone,' she added. `And we have it all to ourselves.' Cena knew what to do
from here. He ripped Lita's T-Shirt in two, revealing her firm, naked
breasts. Cena kissed her neck, kneading her tits with his hands. Lita
unzipped his shorts, and they fell to the ground, his hard cock springing
to action. `Edge is going to be so disappointed...' Lita moaned, as Cena's
kisses spread all over her chest.

`Tough shit..' Cena drawled. His hand trailed down Lita's body, reaching
her tight snatch. `Been wanting to taste this pussy for so long..' he said,
sticking a finger inside. Lita's hands squeezed John's muscular ass cheeks,
as his fingers pressed further inside. `I'm so fucking horny,' Cena
added. Lita took the cue, and began jacking off his monster cock. At ten
inches, it was one of the biggest she'd seen, and it felt perfect in her
hand. She tickled Cena's balls, squeezing the lime-size nuts as the two
made out, propped up against the door. John enjoyed the handjob for a few
more minutes, before dropping to his knees and letting his tongue explore
Lita's pussy.

`Oh, fuck,' she moaned, as Cena's tongue and fingers prepared her for the
forth-coming onslaught. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. Cena was
finger fucking her like mad, and Lita's body shook with pure lust. `Give me
your cock!' she (almost) yelled. Cena stood, and in one fell swoop, lifted
Lita up, then lowered her onto his thick, throbbing member. She was almost
impaled by its sheer size, but soon, it was everything she'd fantasized
about, and more. John bounced Lita up and down on his thick shaft, her tits
shaking with every upward thrust. Even the walls trembled, as the two gave
way to their most animalistic urges. Cena nibbled on Lita's neck. His
thrusts were furiously fast, not many girls could take a cock his size, but
Lita had no problems.

`I wanna go on top..' Lita moaned. Cena smiled, then lowered himself to the
ground, resting his back on the carpet. Lita squatted over him, and Cena
watched as she lowered her wet snatch. He moaned as she pushed herself all
the way down on his ten-inch, thick monster, then smiled as she took
control. Lita slammed herself up and down on John's shaft, desperate for
more. He started thrusting, matching her rhythm, and Lita's moans grew
louder.

`I bet you Edge fucks you like this all the time..' Cena said. `I bet you
can't get enough of his big dick..' he added, sitting up. He wrapped his
massive arms around Lita, his biceps squeezing her close. The two made out
while Cena pistoned her hole. Her hands clawed his back, desperately trying
to relieve the sexual tension building up inside of her. She wanted
something more, and she knew John would be more than happy to give it to
her.

`I want you in my ass,' Lita moaned. John was so taken aback, he stopped
fucking.

`You sure?' he asked. Lita responded by grinding her hips against his
cock. `I'll take that as a yes,' Cena replied. `Hold on, I'll get some
supplies.' he added, pulling out of Lita. She watched as he pulled on his
jean shorts. Not that they did much to cover his giant boner, but it was
better than walking around backstage naked.

`Hurry..' Lita said, running a finger down her pussy.

John had never run as fast in his life.



John dashed down the hallways, and took a quick left. Randy would have
lube. Randy always had lube. He found the right dressing room, and stepped
inside.

`Hey Randy man, I need some lube, I got Lita begging for...' Cena said,
only to realise it wasn't Randy he was talking to. `Oh.. Hey man,' Cena
said, to the young, hot, completely naked frat boy staring back at him.

`Hey,' Chad said. He didn't even hide the fact that his eyes went straight
for the very, very prominent boner inside Cena's shorts. Cena grinned.

`You know when Randy's coming back?' he asked.

`No, but I do know where the lube is,' Chad replied with a smile. He threw
a bottle at Cena.

Cena grinned back. `I'll thank you later,' he said, grabbing the bottle and
hurriedly exiting the room. Chad's mind wandered. Orton's instruction not
to come had just been made a whole lot harder to follow.



Cena closed the door to the writers office, tore off his shorts and was
greeted by one of the hottest sights he'd ever laid eyes on. Lita was bent,
on all fours, her hand running under her body, toying with her wet
pussy. Cena pounced, joining Lita on his knees. He pressed his hard cock
against her ass, rubbing it over the hole he so desired. The warmth of
Cena's touch was soon replaced by the cold lube, as Cena began preparing
Lita's pink, puckered hole. He slid his cock inside her pussy while two
fingers warmed up her hole.

`I'm ready, go..' she whispered. Cena lifted himself up, then slowly
pressed his massive cock inside Lita's waiting hole. She groaned in
discomfort, but soon, once Cena had slid completely in, it felt natural.

`You're so fucking tight, Lit..' Cena said. `Your ass feels so good on my
cock.' It was true. Cena had fucked plenty of asses in his time.

`Give it to me John,' Lita moaned. Cena slid his cock in and out, slowly
accelerating his pace. Once Lita started bucking her hips, pushing back,
Cena knew he was good to go. For the next ten minutes, he railed in and out
of Lita's ass, doggy-style. He'd squeeze her tits from behind, slap her
cheeks, pull her hair, and Lita would love every moment. She finger-fucked
herself all the while, bringing herself to two orgasms in the space of a
few minutes, absolutely screaming in sheer sexual ectasy. Cena too had
thrown caution in the wind, and was yelling his dirty talk. `Fucking take
my cock! You like that? You want my big dick?!!' he yelled, hammering in
and out of Lita. Finally, it became all too much.

`I'm cumming baby, I'm gunna shoot!!' Cena yelled. He pulled his dick out
of Lita and jacked his ten-incher. `Oh FUCK!!' His massive balls
contracted, then erupted, spraying cum in every direction, drenching Lita's
back in hot juice. One volley even landed on the back of her neck. However,
neither Cena or Lita were done. Lita backed her pussy up, and John slid his
still-hard cock inside. `Oh fuck baby, you really want it don't you?' Cena
said with a grin. He grabbed Lita and, with his dick still inside her,
rested her on the ground, then angled himself so he was fucking her from
the side. The two formed an L shape, and Cena's cock penetrated deeper than
ever. Sweat poured from their bodies, as Cena thrust and ground his hard
shaft, quickly bringing Lita to her third (!) orgasm in less than half an
hour.

`Oh! OH!!' Lita yelled, furiously rubbing her clit. John could actually
feel her pussy get warmer whenever she came, and that feeling quickly
brought him to the edge, for the second time in five minutes. This time,
however, he didn't want to shoot on her back.

`You want my cum babe?' Cena asked, sliding his cock out of the spent
Lita. She moaned a yes, and Cena kneeled in front of her, beating his wet,
stiff cock. She licked his heavy, low-hanging balls, and soon, he erupted
again. This time, however, Lita caught it, closing her mouth over the
purple head of Cena's monster, drowning in the fountain of cum that it
blew. She couldn't believe he could shoot so much again, so soon, but she
loved every second of it, deep-throating the beast. Cena almost collapsed,
but steadied himself. Lita sucked his cock dry, and then the two kissed.

`Sure was a pity Edge couldn't make it,' Cena said, with a mock expression
of sadness. Lita toyed with his softening cock.

`Don't worry, I'll make it up to him..' Lita said.



Edge was a man on a mission. His meeting with Mr. McMahon had finished five
minutes ago, and he was pacing the hallways backstage, searching every room
for his missing girlfriend. His blue ring-tights did little to hide the
semi-hardon that was growing every second he thought about what he was
missing with Cena and Lita. He had checked every dressing room bar one -
Randy Orton's. At least if he couldn't find Lita, he'd be able to mess
around with Randy. Like Cena before him, he noticed the door was slightly
open, and stepped in without checking who was inside.

`Hey Randy, you seen John or Lita?' he asked. Again, like Cena before him,
he was taken aback by the sight of the naked frat boy, sitting on Orton's
lounge, watching television. `You're not Randy.'

`And you're Edge,' Chad replied. `If you're looking for John Cena, he came
in here a while ago looking for lube.'

`Mother fucker!' Edge yelled, slamming his fist against the door.

`I take it he took your girl?' Chad replied. His eyes focused on Edge's
growing bulge. Chad normally wasn't so forward, but how often did a
horned-up WWE superstar walk in on you naked? `Anything I can help you
with?'

Edge smiled. `I thought you were Randy's boy,' he replied, shutting the
door. He dropped his tights a few inches, then flopped out his semi-hard
snake. `Or are you anybody's?'



After rushing his match, Randy was finally free for the night. He couldn't
wait to finish what he started with Chad. In fact, he was so pre-occupied
with it, that he didn't notice John Cena walking around the corner until
they collided. Neither man fell, but both staggered back.

`Shit, sorry man,' Orton said. He looked over Cena, who was topless and
sweaty. `You look exhausted..'

`Lita,' Cena replied with a grin.

`Ah, makes sense.'

`Hey listen man,' Cena said, moving closer. `I went to your room before, to
get some... supplies. There was a kid there, dude was buck naked. You
hitting that?'

`Damn fucking straight,' Orton replied. `That boy knows how to take a
dick.'

`Looked like it, he was eyeing mine off. You reckon I can see a piece of
that?' Cena asked. Orton smiled.

`I'm in room 432 tonight. Get there in half an hour. And don't shower -
sweaty is hot.' He replied, pushing Cena up against the wall, pressing his
tights-covered bulge against Cena's jeans, and dropping a soft kiss on the
champ's mouth.



Edge didn't take long to cum, thanks to the time he'd spent thinking about
sex, and also Chad's cock-sucking skills. He was standing, his arms behind
his head, while Chad worshipped his eight-incher. Pre-cum leaked down
Chad's throat, preparing him for what was to come.

`Fuckin' suck it boy, show Edge what you wanna do for him,' Edge said,
thrusting his hips. One of Chad's hands squeezed Edge's muscular ass-cheek,
while the other beat his own dripping cock. Chad was so horny from the
events of the last hour that he would have sucked anybody's dick. He was
just happy Edge arrived first. `You going to swallow my load, you little
cum-whore?' Edge asked, gripping the back of Chad's head with both
hands. `Here it comes boy..' he added, keeping Chad's mouth in place. `Oh
FUCK!' he yelled. Chad didn't even flinch as Edge's balls unloaded, pumping
shots after shots of hot spunk straight down his mouth. He swallowed it
all, desperate for more. But, like Randy - Edge had to leave. He slid his
dick out of Chad's warm mouth and smiled as Chad wiped his lips. `Gotta
run, kid,' he added, sliding his softening, cum-soaked cock back into his
tights.



When he arrived at his room, Randy didn't expect to see Edge leaving it.

`What's up man?' Randy asked. Edge smiled, and looked around for witnesses.

`Nothin man, just paying your friend a visit,' he replied, taking off down
the hall. Orton's eyebrow raised, and his suspicions were answered when he
stepped into his dressing room. Chad was just getting to his feet, and his
hard cock was absolutely dripping with pre-cum. He almost looked frightened
when Randy spotted him. Randy calmed his fears with a grin.

`So, been up to much?' Orton asked, advancing on Chad. Chad whimpered when
Orton's massive hand clasped his cock. Orton gave it a long, rough stroke,
drawing even more liquid from his frat boy's shaft. Another whimper. `So
you suck Edge's cock? Did you... get down on your knees?' Orton said,
dropping to his knees. `Like this? Did you open your mouth and...' Orton
opened his mouth wide, and breathed in Chad's cock, surrounding it with
warmth. Chad moaned.

`Suck my dick Randy, please..' Chad begged. Orton pulled his mouth off it,
and smiled. He stood and pressed Chad hard against the wall.

`You don't ask me for anything. I own you, and I definitely own this,' he
added, gripping Chad's dick. `In half an hour, I'm taking you to the hotel,
and me and John Cena are going to fuck your slutty little brains out. We're
going to rim your little hole, we're going to put all sorts of things
inside your tight little body, and when you're so filled with our cocks and
our cum that you just can't take it anymore, that's when I'll give you your
dick back. You can cum all you like after that, you little fucking
slut.. Put some clothes on, we're leaving.' Orton added, relinquishing his
grip on Chad's cock.



Orton didn't speak to Chad the entire length of the 15-minute ride to the
hotel. Nor did he speak to him when they arrived at the hotel. In fact,
Randy only spoke when they opened the room door, and it wasn't to Chad.

`How'd you get in here?' Orton asked. He stared at the sight of John Cena
laying on the bed, arms behind his head, smiling and staring at the
wall. He was wearing his trademark black thong, and nothing else. Chad
couldn't take his eyes off Cena's body. Orton had the body of a god, but
Chad had never seen anybody as big and ripped as Cena. And he'd definitely
never seen a bulge quite like the one sticking out a few inches from John's
body.

`I fucked the bellboy last time we stayed here,' Cena replied. `So who's
this?' he said, pointing at Chad.

`This is Chad, poor kid sucked Edge's cock earlier tonight,' Orton said
with a grin. `How was Lita?' Orton said, putting down his gym bag. He tore
off his shirt and trackpants, then climbed onto the bed next to John. Orton
was wearing his ring-tights, his favourite outfit for sex. Chad stood,
waiting, near the door, not knowing what to do. Two of the hottest guys
he'd ever seen in his life were sitting in their underwear two metres away.

`Fucking awesome, she begged for it in the ass man, I shot twice in five
minutes,' Cena said.

`Chad likes it in the ass, don't you kid?' Orton said. `Get over here,' he
ordered. Chad moved to the edge of the bed. `Take off your clothes,' Orton
demanded. Soon, Chad was naked. His cock became hard in just a few
seconds. `Show John what I've been fucking the past few days...' Orton
said, rubbing his bulge. John did the same, as Chad bent over. He squeezed
his ass cheeks together. `Stick your finger inside boy..' Orton said. He
moved his left hand to John's bulge, squeezing the meaty package while he
watched Chad's show. Cena quickly did the same. `Now come over here...'
Orton added.

Chad complied, crawling onto the bed between John and Randy. They didn't
waste anytime. Randy shoved his tongue down Chad's mouth, pressing his
hard-bulge against Chad's cock, while Cena ravished him from behind,
grinding his thong against Chad's ass cheeks. It was hot, sweaty foreplay,
and it continued for a few minutes. Soon all three men were hard. Chad
jacked Orton's cock through the tights with one hand, John's with the
other, while Orton beat off his fucktoy's pre-cum leaking shaft. John's
fingers worked their way into Chad's hole, drawing a moan from the horny
fratboy.

`Randy man, you bring the toys?' John asked. His favourite part of sex with
Randy was Randy's collection of toys. Most of the time, they used them on
lucky ring rats, or guys they picked up in gyms. But one memorable night,
they'd used a double dildo on each other, drawing load after load of cum
from each other's rhythm. That was one of the hottest nights of John's
life, but he had a feeling tonight might be even better. It wasn't the
first time he and Randy had shared a frat boy, but this kid was certainly
the hottest.

`Of course I fuckin' did,' Orton replied. He rolled off the bed, grabbed
the bag he brought and emptied it on the bed. Lubes, oils and all manner of
sex toys fell onto the sheets. Randy grabbed a cock ring, pulled Chad by
the legs and slid it onto his already-hard cock. `Don't want you getting
all soft on us, boy,' Orton said. He looked at John. `Eat his ass man..'
Randy said. Cena quickly laid on his stomach infront of Chad, rolled the
boy's legs back and got to work, devouring Chad's shaved hole. Meanwhile,
Randy grabbed some oil and a dildo and got to work. He poured the oil over
his body, then John's back, then Chad's lean chest. Nothing got him
hotter. Then, he crawled behind John, parting his ass cheeks, pulling the
string of the thong back and licking everywhere he could. It was an
ass-eating congo line, and Chad couldn't believe what he was seeing. Cena
was grinding his thong-covered cock into the bed, while Randy rimmed his
hole. Randy took a breath, and grinned at Chad.

`You getting jealous over there man? You want my tongue too?' Randy asked.

`Fuck yeah man..' Chad moaned, beating his rock-hard cock. The cock-ring
was giving him his hardest erection ever, though he also had Cena's
talented tongue to thank for that. Soon, Randy slid up the bed, and both he
and Cena licked at Chad's hole, their tongues often crossing paths before
diverging on the tight pink entrance they so desired. Orton pressed one of
his fingers inside, while Cena moved to Chad's balls and shaft, tasting the
boy's pre-cum as he licked all over.

`He ain't here to get his dick sucked man..' Orton said, smiling at
John. `Give him yours..' he added. Cena complied, stood over Chad, then
pressed his bulge against Chad's face, rubbing the giant black pouch of his
g-string all over the boy's face. Chad stuck out his long tongue, gripping
the outline of Cena's hard cock with his mouth. He reached inside and
pulled the giant shaft out - it was the biggest cock he'd ever seen in his
life. It was bigger than Randy's, long and veiny and absolutely
mouth-watering. He moaned as he took it inside his mouth, and groaned as
Cena began fucking his warm mouth. He didn't think this could get hotter,
until he felt something press against his hole. It was one of Orton's
dildos, and like Orton himself - it wasn't small. It was ten inches, hard
and black. Orton called it the Shelton Benjamin, for obvious reasons, not
least of which because they'd fucked each other with it. Chad's hole
accommodated the dildo easily, he was still warmed up from Orton's fucking
an hour ago. His groans were muffled by the giant shaft filling his
mouth. Cena's balls swung with every thrust forward, brushing against
Chad's face, while Orton's strong hands guided the dildo in and out. Orton
loved toying with Chad, feeling his body shudder, his muscles tense every
time he inserted the rubber shaft. His own cock was rock hard, pressed up
against his ring tights.

`Bet you wish this was my cock don't you...' Randy said. He squeezed Chad's
cock with his free hand. Occasionally, he would give the frat boy's hole a
quick lick before re-inserting the dildo. Right now, he was fucking Chad
frenetically with the toy, drawing more and more stifled moans.

`Fuck man, he loves that shit!' John exclaimed, running a hand through
Chad's short hair. `Bend him over man..' John said. He reluctantly pulled
his cock from Chad's mouth, allowing Orton to roll him on all fours. John
quickly re-inserted his dick, fucking Chad's mouth from the front while
Orton and his dildo hammered him from behind. Orton beat Chad's cock
sporadically, bringing the horny frat boy to the edge, then pulling him
back. When Cena pulled his cock out, the two WWE stars heard how much Chad
was enjoying this.

`Fuck me man! I gotta have your cock for real!' he yelled, right before
taking John's dick back inside his mouth. Orton smiled, pulled the dildo
out of Chad's ass, then launched his face into his oiled hole. `Oh fuck!
Fuck Randy! I want you so bad man! I'll do anything!' Chad moaned, as Randy
continued to pleasure his worn hole.

`John, come over here' Randy said. John walked over to the other end of the
bed, and he and Randy kissed for a moment. Randy's hand beat John's stiff
cock, while John stuffed his hand inside Randy's tights, pulling out his
long cock. He dropped to his knees, sucking John's cock. Chad couldn't
believe his eyes, as Orton deep-throated the giant shaft. He then beat it
with his hand as he looked at Chad. `You want this inside you boy?' Randy
said, playing with John's rock-hard cock with his fingers.

`Fuck yeah man, let him fuck me, please..' Chad begged. He didn't even know
what he was saying, he was just so horny and ready to get fucked.

`I think you might have to wait a little while..' Randy replied. He turned
over, arched his back, turned his head and smiled. John got the hint,
grabbed the dildo, yanked down Randy's tights, and ran the black beast over
Randy's ass and hole.

`Holy shit...' Chad whispered under his breath.

`Bet you didn't think you'd see this,' John said, as he slowly slid the
dildo inside Randy. Randy clenched his teeth, preparing himself for the
intrusion. Soon, the discomfort gave way to pleasure, and Randy was pushing
himself back, getting more of the toy inside him. `You like that man?'

`I'd like your cock more..' Randy replied, pushing his ass back.

`How bout it man, you want me to fuck Randy' John asked Chad. Chad almost
pinched himself.

`Fuck yeah..' Chad said, stroking his cock.

`Alright, but only cause you asked,' John said. He mounted Randy, sliding
his cock in the Legend Killer's hole. It took Randy a while to get used to
Cena's cock, which was sizeably larger than the toy, but he'd taken it
plenty of times before. `Fuck yeah man, that feel good?'

Randy just groaned. Cena's thrusts were slow and forceful - Randy was his
friend, not a slut he'd picked up in a bar. Sex with him and Randy was
natural and sensual, they'd spent many nights just making out and beating
each other off. But when they added a third like Chad, who right now was
creaming himself at the sight of his dominant fuck-master getting pounded
by John Cena's thick cock, things got a little kinky.

`Get yourself ready boy, you're next,' Cena said. Chad grabbed the dildo,
pulled his legs behind his head and fucked himself with it, matching Cena's
thrusts. A few feet away, John had turned Randy onto his back, opened his
legs and was fucking him, spread-eagle style.

`Oh fuck John, you're hitting it man..' Orton moaned. `Suck my dick man..'
Randy drawled, turning to face Chad. Chad didn't waste anytime. He would
let Orton's cock do anything to him and he wanted to do everything to it.
He rubbed his face across it, kissing and licking and moaning in a low hum,
moan amplified by the dildo lodged deep inside of him. He grasped Randy's
shaft by the base and brought his tongue in to dance around the tip, while
his hands played with the big nutsac beneath. Playing with this thick hunk
of meat was too much for him, he had to taste it. And so his hot young
mouth took it all in. Orton threw his head back in sheer delight. His dick
was being serviced by the best cocksucker he knew, and the thickest dick
he'd ever seen was giving him an ass-pounding like no other.

`Shit man, your ass is so fucking tight,' Cena moaned, licking one of
Randy's calves while his hips powered his fucking. Randy's ass was
electrified, begging for every thick inch. It was so hot, that Cena had to
put a stop to this. Fucking Randy was just for show, just to tease the
fratboy. There'd be plenty of opportunities for Randy and he to fool
around, but Cena didn't want to pass up on this kid. He slid his cock out
of Orton, grabbed the frat boy by the head, and forced him onto Cena's own
cock. Orton didn't hide his disappointment. `Suck it boy, ` Cena
groaned. He pulled the dildo out of Chad, then slid three of his fingers
inside. This boy was ready to get fucked. `Hold him, Randy,' Cena
commanded. Chad couldn't help but smile at Orton being ordered
around. Orton held Chad on top of him, his giant arms keeping Chad in
place, as Cena forcefully pressed his cock inside. He didn't waste any
time, he pumped hard and fast, he wanted this slut to yell his name. Chad,
however, was up to it. He'd been desperate for a cock to fill him for over
an hour. His fleshy ass started moving slowly, left and right, up and down,
showing Cena he could give as good as he got.  Cena was hitting every
switch in Chad's tight ass, and the boy was giving it back. This kid knew
how to fuck.

Below Chad, Randy asserted his own dominance, making out with the frat
boy. Every thrust from John saw Chad's cock-ring powered erection rub
against Orton's own-hard on.

`Take his cock, boy,' Orton whispered.

`I want to suck your dick,' Chad replied, simply. He was far too horny to
say anything but. Orton smiled, slid himself up from underneath Chad and
kneeled infront of him. Orton's glistening upper body shone in the
light. He leaned back, resting his body on his legs, as Chad swooped in and
took his entire cock. Behind him, John's hands ran under his body,
squeezing his nipples while he fucked Chad's wet hole. Soon, both John and
Randy were fucking Chad at the same speed - fast. Randy's dick occasionally
fell out of Chad's mouth, but Craig would have none of that, extending his
tongue to bring it back inside. All this time, Chad was pushing his body
back, trying to get more of Cena's cock inside his wet hole. Sweat dripped
down Cena's body, landing in pools on Chad's ass. The room smelt of baby
oil and sex.

`Look at this slut man, he's begging for it,' John said, his beer-can thick
cock reaming Chad's hole. `Roll him over, I wanna see his face,' Cena
said. Orton pulled his cock out of Chad's mouth, and they rolled the boy
onto his back. Chad was delirious, so full of Cena's cock that he barely
noticed. Above him, Randy Orton kneeled, face-fucking his fratboy
possession. He was intentionally blocking Cena's view of Chad, a
not-so-subtle way of saying `he's mine'. Cena had to take the consolation
prize of staring at Orton's prized physique, bubble butt and tanned legs
instead. All the while, he missed Chad worshipping Orton's cock. He bobbed
his head forward and back, deep-throating the nine-incher that had already
fed him a load today.

`Can't wait to get inside you again, can't wait to fuck the cum right out
of you..' Orton said, leaning back with his arm and playing with Chad's
still rock-hard cock. Chad couldn't even hear him, as he threw his head
back and moaned.

`Fuck John!! You're so fucking big! Nail me man! Faster!!' Chad
yelled. Cena smiled, gripped his waist and absolutely pounded Chad's
hole. Chad's balls shook with every thrust forward, and the repetitive,
loud slaps of Cena's heavy balls slamming against Chad's cheeks filled the
room. The sounds taunted Randy. Chad was his. He should be the one fucking
Chad, making him scream his name, not John.

`Get the fuck off him man,' Randy said, turning around. Cena wiped the
sweat off his brow, and looked at Randy, confused.

`What? I ain't even halfway done with this sweet ass man,' Cena said. He
ignored Randy, and kept fucking.

`I said get off him!' Orton said, pushing John back. His cock slid out of
Chad's hole.

`What the fuck man?!' Cena yelled. Orton stood infront of him, and the two
alpha males stared each other down. Their hard cocks pointed at each
other. Oil and sweat coated their bodies. Chad lay on the bed, dazed and
confused. The two hottest studs he'd ever fucked in his life were fighting
over him. He added it to the list of things he couldn't believe about
tonight. `Seriously, what the fuck?'

Orton didn't respond. He knew he was in the wrong, but hearing Chad yell
John's name ticked something off. So, he did what he'd always done in
situations like these. He attacked. He grabbed John by the shoulders and
slammed him against the wall. Cena was stronger, but Orton had the
advantage. He pulled John's arms behind his back, then tripped him. Chad
watched in awe as Randy fell on top of Cena.

`He's mine..' Randy grunted, thrusting his cock into John's ass
cheeks. Cena struggled.

`Get the fuck off me!' he yelled.

`I'm sorry man, but you've gotta understand, I let you fuck my boy. I even
let you fuck me. That means you're mine now,' Randy said. John struggled,
but he obviously wasn't giving it his all. Cena had to admit, this was kind
of hot. And right now, his hard-on was almost making a hole in the ground.

`Oh yeah?' Cena asked, pressing his ass against Randy's cock. `What are you
going to do about that?' he added. Randy smiled. He had him. A few moments
later, his cock was wedged firmly inside Cena's ultra-tight hole. Cena was
too worked-up to fight it much, he didn't care what this Chad kid thought
about him, he just wanted to get fucked.

`Fuck yeah man...' Orton moaned. His shaved crotch slammed against Cena's
ass with every thrust. He ground his hips, swirling his cock inside the
Champ. Cena groaned deeply, his body pressed firmly against the
carpet. Orton pulled him up, allowing Cena to get on all fours before he
continued his anal assault. Cena's hard cock pointed at the floor, proof
positive that he was enjoying The Legend Killer treatment. `Don't think
you're getting out of this easily boy - you're next,' Orton said to Chad,
who played with his ass as he watched the show. Cena leaned back, pressing
his spine against Orton's chest. Orton's hands ran down the sweaty upper
body of the Champ before reaching his hard cock. Orton jacked it while his
nine-incher slammed in and out of Cena's entrance. `You learned your lesson
man?' Orton whispered, softly biting Cena's ear.

`Fuck my lesson, just give me your dick man,' Cena drawled. Randy smiled,
then beckoned for Chad to come over. `Suck his dick, boy,' Orton
commanded. Chad leaned down, taking Cena's cock into his mouth. Orton slid
out of John, then moved behind the bent over Chad. He slapped his hard
shaft against Chad's ass cheeks, taunting the boy. `You want this?'

`Fuck yeah man...' Chad moaned.

`Good,' Orton replied. He pulled Chad back, pulling him from John's cock,
then stood him up. With one fell swoop, he grabbed Chad by the ass, so
Chad's legs wrapped around his waist, then dropped him onto his dripping
shaft. Chad moaned, louder than ever, as Randy's nine-incher filled him to
the brim with cock. The cheap, framed paintings on the hotel room wall
shook as Randy slammed Chad into the wall, deeply thrusting from below. The
two lovers made out as Orton, sweat pouring down his body, slammed Chad up
and down on his massive shaft.

`Oh!! Oh!!' Chad yelled. He couldn't even reach his cock, it was sandwiched
against Orton's chest, but he almost felt he could cum at any
moment. Orton's cock was penetrating so deep, so perfectly, that Chad could
have shot without touching his pre-cum leaking dick. Cena, the spectator to
Randy and Chad's sensual, sweaty fuckshow, had moved to the bed, toying
with his own rock-hard cock as he watched. He had to admit, these two
enjoyed each other. Chad was small and lean, with an ass that Cena could
fuck for days, while Orton was, in spite of Cena's pounding before, the
ultimate top. Cena watched as Orton lifted Chad from up against the wall,
and dropped him onto the bed, his own cock still lodged deep inside the
frat boy. Orton's chest lay flat against Chad, and Chad's legs held Orton
tight, as the Legend Killer's cock continued to pound his hole. Chad was so
worked up, so horny, so desperate for more, that he said something he
thought he may have regretted.

`I want you both in me..' Chad moaned, throwing his head back. Orton and
Cena immediately looked at each other, and smiled. They'd double-penetrated
chicks before, but never a guy. And certainly not one as shy and reserved
as Chad.

`You sure?' Orton asked.

`Trust me, I can take it..' Chad said. That was all Orton and Cena
needed. Orton rolled onto his back, and Chad bent over as far as he could,
with Orton's dick still inside him. Cena was lined up behind Chad, and had
already poured generous amounts of extra lube onto his slick cock. He
pressed his dick against Orton's long shaft, then pushed forward. It took a
few uncomfortable minutes, but soon, at least half of John and Randy's
cocks were inside Chad. He was absolutely filled with their dicks, and once
he'd become adjusted to the massive intrusion, it felt like nothing ever
before it. Every time anybody moved just slightly, whether it was he, Orton
or Cena, it was like a lightning bolt of pleasure. Cena's giant hands held
him in place, as he and Orton began their simultaneous fucking. Their
lubed, wet shafts slid up against each other. Cena's balls pressed against
Randy's, and when they pulled in and out, it was heaven. Two cocks slid in
and out of Chad in perfect unison, and soon all three men were moaning,
grunting and panting louder than ever. Chad's own cock was grinding against
the grooves on Randy's six-pack, bringing the young cumslut to an even
higher sexual peak.

`Oh my god!! Fill me up!! Oh fuck!!' Chad moaned, his mouth opened wide. He
leaned back, and John Cena's strong arms hugged him tight. Chad was the
tightest, hottest hole he'd ever fucked, so John showed his appreciation by
reaching down and tugging the boy's dick.

`Fuck man, your cock is wet..' Cena's deep voice drawled. It was true -
pre-cum was pouring out of Chad's cock at a steady rate, thanks to the hour
of sucking and fucking he'd both witnessed and received. `I bet you can't
wait to shoot your big load all over Randy..'

`Mmm..' was all Chad could muster in response. He pushed his ass back,
bringing more of John and Randy's cocks inside him. He'd taken plenty of
cocks in his time, but nothing like this. He almost felt like he would
burst at the sheer size of the fucksticks inside of him, but the pleasure
over-rode everything. He wanted to drain these cocks dry, he wanted both
WWE stars loads, and he didn't mind where. And after another minute of this
double-fucking, he got his wish.

`Oh FUCK! I'm going to cum soon man!' yelled John. Randy surprised him by
thrusting in and out of Chad even faster, sliding his own shaft against
John's.

`Same here man, I got a nice big load for him...' Randy moaned.

`Shoot inside me!!' Chad yelled. It was unnecessary, because that's exactly
what John and Randy planned to do. John was first. He squeezed Chad's ass
cheeks while his balls tightened, then unloaded deep inside the
fratboy. Four loads of white hot cum pumped into Chad's tight butt. Randy
could feel every shot, and this incredible feeling brought him to
climax. He'd been wanting to cum in Chad's ass all day, and he finally got
his wish. His long, slick fuckstick erupted. Randy panted, then
screamed. His cock filled Chad with spunk, shot after shot landing deep
inside his fucktoy. As John pulled out above him, the superstar's loads
oozed out of Chad's tight entrance.

But it didn't stop there. Chad could feel the shafts pumping cum inside
him, and this brought him to his very-first hands-free orgasm. After two
hours of the horniest, hottest sex of his life, Chad's load was predictably
massive. His wet dick sprayed cum everywhere, all over Orton's oily, sweaty
chest. Load after load shot in long, high arcs of cum, even painting
Orton's face and neck. The Legend Killer couldn't help but smile as his boy
collapsed onto his chest. Orton's cock rested inside him, and the spent,
muscular body of John Cena lay to their right.

For most people, this would have been enough sex. But over the next few
hours, the two ripped studs fucked Chad, and each other, multiple times. By
the morning, Chad had taken six separate loads. It was the hottest night of
his life, but for John and Randy, it was just another day on the road.