Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2017 23:55:05 +0000
From: Owen Michaels <owenmichaels@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tom Does WWE: Chapter 3

This story is complete fiction, I do not know or own any of the people
involved and this is not a true representation of their lives.

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Tom sat at one of the tables in the catering area going over his schedule
for the next couple of months. Since his meltdown over his career with WWE
and his `encounter' with Chad Gable, he had let his guard down. Things had
been going well in NXT, Corey and himself had established a great rapport
and were getting good reactions, plus the little fun he had had with Chad
and Zack had made life a lot more enjoyable. But, as ever with WWE nothing
was certain, and the annual `releases' had come around. Tom had manged to
avoid the chop while a couple of the other guys had been given the push,
and he thought that was it. However, there were now a few new faces on the
scene to compete with and it was making him nervous. This has Tom heads
throbbing, he couldn't concentrate on the schedule, which from what he
could make out had him flying to RAW and Smackdown while still performing
his announce duties at NXT...for now. Tom decided to have a walk around to
clear his head so he slipped his phone back into his pocket and left the
stale food of catering behind him. He wandered through the halls of the
performance centre, the place was basically deserted being a Friday evening
after the last round of tapings and all.

He had been walking for a few minutes when he happened to walk past the
gym. The place was deadly silent when empty so Tom thought nothing of
walking past until a loud crash made him jump. He peered in to see former
tag team partner of Jason Jordan and current solo performer Tye Dillinger
panting after finishing a deadlift the barbell still rolling away from his
feet. Tye had obviously been in the gym a while judging by his
appearance. His face was flushed and his hair was beginning to escape from
his tiny ponytail. Most importantly (for Tom) his tanned skin glistened
with sweat highlighting the hours of work Tye put into his body every
week. If this wasn't enough to peak Tom's interest Tye was wearing
compression pants (favoured by superstars such as Seth Rollins) that left
absolutely nothing to the imagination. The wrestler stood close to the
fully mirrored wall, his attention completely focused on his own
reflection. That's what Tom thought at least.

"Tom!" Tye spoke in a stern greeting noticing him in the mirror, snapping
the announcer away from his perving

"H-hey Tye!" Tom replied instinctively, stepping into the room to make his
staring seem a little less suspicious.

"What's up?!" Tye asked sounding uninterested still watching his body in
the mirror.

Tom walked over to the wrestler not really having an answer beyond "wanting
to suck your dick". He caught sly glances as his did "Jesus you can see the
outline of his cock in those things." he thought as he closed the space
between the two of them.

"You thinking about working out?" Tye asked a little judgement obvious in
his voice, saving Tom from making up a terrible excuse to be there.

"E-erm well I actually do, a little" Tom replied, knowing how ridiculous it
seemed to be telling a guy as big as Tye that he worked out but trying to
be as relaxed as possible.

"Oh?" Tye added nonchalantly.

"Y-yeah, mainly just for fitness, I don't use the gyms you guys do!" Tom
finished.

"Really?! You embarrassed?" Tye smirked still watching himself in the
mirror, "Or is it something else?!" Tye added interrupting Tom before he
could reply.

"Um yeah I guess it's a little intimidating seeing how hard you guys go!"
Tom replied trying to sound cool but failing miserably.

"Hmm!" Tye smiled knowingly "Thought it might be how hard you go that would
be the problem!"

"W-whaaat?!" stammered Tom wondering if he now had cock slut tattooed on
his head.

Tom was starting to get a little nervous, his temperature rose, he could
feel himself going red and he was getting THAT feeling in the pit of his
stomach. Tye had a reputation of being kind of a douche, and he really
didn't want anything to get out about about his personal life, anything
could count against him at the moment. Maybe he had pushed this whole thing
too far now, he should never have fucked around with Chad and Zack, he
shouldn't have been drooling over Tye like a slut. Damn! He was fucked.

Completely ignoring Tom's question Tye asked "You want to look like this
Phillips?"

Tye's question pulled Tom out of his meltdown, he noticed the other man
flexing and checking himself in the mirror not bothering to looking in
Tom's direction or notice his mini breakdown.

Maybe Tye hadn't noticed, so he decided to go along with it "Well I'd
obviously love to man!" Tom said as casually as possible with his stomach
still in knots.

"Get over here!" Tye ordered.

"I was going to head off actually and leave you to workout!" Tom said
trying desperately to escape the situation.

"Come here!" Tye repeated firmly.

Tom stood to Tye's side as he flexed his bicep "Touch it!"

"W-what!" Tom blurted out in disbelief

"I said touch it!"

Tom stood in front of the superstar and lightly placed his hand on the
rounded muscle of Tye's bicep. The skin was damp with sweat and he was so
close to Tye now his manly scent overwhelmed him. He squeezed the muscle a
little not really knowing how to act. Tye looked to Tom's hand on his arm
and then to the other as he brought it up to flex both biceps. Catching
each other's gaze the wrestler gave a nod of encouragement to the
announcer. Tom moved his hand to the other arm repeating his action but
with more purpose this time. Looking at himself flexing in the mirror,
watching Tom touching his sculpted body, a cocky smile was plastered across
Tye's face.

"Go on!" Tye ordered.

Tom slid his hand across the slick skin to the athletes shoulder. He placed
a hand on each moulding them under his touch. Ignoring the other man
exploring his body Tye instead focused on the reflection of him being
worshipped in the mirror. Tom rested the palms of his hands on Tye's huge
chest, feeling his heart pound through the thick muscle. He felt Tye's
chest rise and fall with each breath, letting a thumb slowly stroke one of
Tye's nipples. A finger ran down the centre of Tye's large chest and traced
it around underneath the muscle. Tom's fingertips scraped across Tye's taut
stomach, the light touch causing the muscle to flex unconsciously. He let
his fingers trail off around Tye's lower abdomen, though desperate to let
his hands wander lower, he didn't know how far Tye was willing to let this
go. Instead, he moved his hand the edge of his abs and around to his
waist. Tye raised his arm arching it behind his head allowing Tom to feel
down his tricep and down through his underarm. Moving around behind the
other man Tom massaged both shoulders gently, a feeling welcome to Tye
after a gruelling workout.

Tom stood behind the larger man letting his fingers work along the contours
of Tye's defined back as they travelled down to his waist. His hands
caressed the muscle around on the wrestler's waist, and up to cup Tye's
chest. He pulled himself against the larger man, his obviously hard dick
pushed into Tye's plumb ass. A sly grin flashed on his face feeling Tom
hard against him, he felt powerful having Tom worship him, being able to
exert this influence over someone he knew, the difference in their size
just heightened the feeling for some reason made him feel bigger,
stronger. Tye could see the clear outline of his thick cock through his
compression pants. Toms hand's finished handling Tye's chest moving down to
his abs outlining the muscle. They moved lower still. Tye knew what Tom
wanted but the younger man hesitated again, letting his fingers trace along
the waistband of the skin tight pants.

Tye wiggled his hips slightly encouraging Tom to go further. The announcer
smiled with excitement and hurriedly slipped his fingers into the snuggly
fitting pants. His hand instinctively wrapped around the hot flesh of Tye's
(clearly sizeable) cock. Though there was little room to manoeuvre he
stroked his hand along the length eagerly. Tye watched Tom's hand stuffed
down his pants playing with his cock. He had to admit Tom's knew had to
work a cock. As much as Tom was relishing the chance to play with Tye's
cock there was much more of his body left to explore. Begrudgingly he
removed his hand from the thick meat under his fingers. His placed his
hands on either side of Tye's pants. As he sunk to his knees he peeled the
skin tight material from Tye's skin, his big cock resisted the material
before springing free and swinging between his legs. Tom pulled the pants
over his thick smooth thighs and down to his ankles before Tye kicked his
feet out and kicked the pants across the room. Tye looked at himself in the
mirror, god he looked good even after working out. He noticed the sweat
highlighted his muscle tone more than usual and he smiled at his large cock
bouncing slightly from side to side. He flexed his cock watching it bounce
under its own weight.

"I really am a perfect 10!" Tye thought to himself marvelling at his
impressive naked form.

Tom was on his knees behind Tye, that ass, that perfect ass, bare, right in
front of his face. He took a moment to take in the slight, before a
clearing of the throat by Tye snapped him back into action. Tom lay his
hands at Tye's lower back running his hands down the side of Tye's hips to
his huge thighs. His hands looked tiny in comparison to the thick muscle of
the superstar's thighs. Tom squeezed the muscle, trying to wrap his hands
around but the muscle was too large. As much as he enjoyed Tye's thighs Tom
couldn't resist any longer and positioned his thumbs under each cheek of
Tye's plumb ass. Using his thumbs he pushed up against the meaty flesh,
wondering at the way it jiggled as he did. Soon Tom was blatantly squeezing
and moulding the wrestler's perfect ass, but he really wanted to taste
it. Tom licked his lips in nervous excitement; would Tye let him do this?
Would he kick the shit out of him? At this point though Tom was willing to
risk anything for a taste.

Tom nudged the cheeks apart and tentatively brushed the smooth hole with
his finger. Though he didn't physically respond excitement shot through
Tye. Taking silence as a good sign Tom cautiously licked at the
hole. Again, Tye didn't move but his eyes dropped closed, unknown to Tom,
as he felt the tongue gently lapped as his hole. Further encouraged Tom
took the plunge burying his face as deep as he could between the meaty
flesh of Tye's ass. He eat at the hole hungrily, he never thought Tye would
let someone do this to him and in case Tye decided to change his mind, he
was going to enjoy this as much as he could. Tye let his head fall back the
pleasure of having his hole eaten drifting over him. Tom's facial hair
lightly tickled around his hole as his colleague buried his face in his ass
adding to the pleasure. His tongue pushed at the muscle feeling it ease
open slightly as he worked it as deep as he could. Tom pulled back for a
second, spreading the cheeks apart to look as the perfect smooth tight hole
glistening with his saliva. As he lapped at Tye's hole, Tom reached around
taking hold of Tye's heavy dick. He barely register the head slick with
precum as he clumsily jerked it, unwilling to remove his mouth from its
current position to give Tye's cock the proper attention it
deserved. Having had his body worshipped by the announcer and now with
Tom's expert tongue and lazy jerking of his cock Tye needed something more.

"Get up!" Tye ordered.

Tom moaned in disappointment at having to drag himself away from Tye's
perfect ass. Tye turned to face him and without saying a word he pulled Tom
up, tore off his jacket and ripped open his shit, his tie still hanging
down over his exposed chest. He quickly spun Tom around and swiftly
unfastened and pushed down Tom's pants and underwear. Gripping Tom's plumb
little tight ass with Tye gave a deep moan of approval in the smaller man's
ear. Tye teased Tom's hole before opening him up with his fingers. Lacking
any patience the wrestler roughly fingered the hole exacting more moans of
appreciation. Tye pulled his fingers from his colleague him bent over the
work out bench making sure that he could still see himself in the
mirror. Taking hold of his dick in place behind Tom he traced precum around
Tom's smooth hole. He eased just the swollen head of his cock in and out of
the younger man. Tom bit his lip as Tye's teasing drove him insane, he was
desperate to feel more. Without warning Tye slid his whole length into Tom,
grabbing his hips tightly to hold him in place. Tom was uncomfortable at
the sudden intrusion groaning loudly but feeling full of Tye's dick was
more than worth it.

Tye started sliding himself in and out of Tom steadily. He watched in the
mirror as each thrust forward caused Tom's face to twist in pleasure. Tye
pounded his younger colleague with enthusiasm with little regard for
Tom. He loved watching his muscles flex with every thrust into his partner
and especially like watching Tom's body shudder and the pure pleasure on
his face that accompanied every thrust. Although Tye didn't care, Tom was
loving being used by the superstar, his almost total disinterest was making
Tom so fucking horny. Tye grabbed Tom's shirt pulling back hard to leverage
a more powerful fuck. He railed into Tom completely focused on his own
pleasure. Watching himself in the mirror he pounded into the younger man
watching him writhe and moan in pleasure, Tom clearly loved cock he
thought. Gripping Tom's hips hard Tye's face tensed in determination with
each sharp deep stroke deep into the man beneath him. The smaller man
desperately hung onto the bench as Tye battered his hole, his mind a cock
filled haze. With one final thrust Tye pushed into Tom as hard as he could,
holding his hips down tight, pulling him back against him. He held him
there, circling his cock deep inside Tom causing unintelligible moans,
before abruptly pulling his cock free from Tom's warm hole.

Tom collapsed on the floor, while Tye lay down on the bench. After a few
moments Tom stood up to see a cocky Tye gesturing towards his
dick. Desperate to feel himself full again Tom kicked off his pants and
slid down on the cock he craved. Tye rested his hands behind his head. He
watched as Tom bounced on his cock desperately, his own rock hard cock
jumping around wildly. Tom went to grab his cock but Tye hit his hand
away. He could see the pleasure all over his face, his eagerness to please
the cock he fucked himself on. Glancing in the mirror Tye caught the scene
of his NXT colleague riding his dick. Tye reached up and grabbed the tie
that still hung in between Tom's open shirt, he wrapped it around his hand
using it as leverage to fuck up into Tom and simultaneous pull him down
even harder. Tom's mind was a haze from the fucking Tye was giving him. He
looked down at the wrestler through glazed eyes, one hand rested behind his
head making his bicep look huge the other still wrapped around his tie and
a huge confident grin on his face with a glint in those dark eyes letting
Tom know that he was being owned.

Tye pulled Tom down one final time with a deep groan. Tom could feel Tye's
cum filling deep inside him, he felt his cock spasm in his hole. He loved
this feeling, that his hole could make some cum, especially a 10 like Tye.

Feeling the last of Tye's cum fill him Tom shifted to ease himself off. He
felt Tye's hand on his thigh, and a nod to Tom's still hard cock. Tom's
wrapped his fingers around, with Tye's cock still inside him he knew this
would be quick. Tye rested his hands behind his head again watching Tom
work his dick, he wanted to see one last time the effect he had on the
other man. Smiling to himself he pushed up into Tom suddenly, causing cum
to shoot from his cock, hitting Tye's chest. His body shook as his balls
emptied all over the wrestler's sculpted chest and abs. After a few moments
Tom manged to reluctantly ease off Tye, his legs still shaky from being
fucked but just about able to stand. Tye stood up, Tom's cum running down
his tanned chest, Tom didn't think he had ever seen anything hotter.

"Lick it off!" Tye ordered.

Tom wasted no time. He leaned down and ran his tongue over Tye's chest. He
sucked on his nipple momentarily before hungrily eating his own cum off
Tye. Still desperate to please Tye he made sure to eat all of his cum,
secretly enjoying the taste of himself.

"You're welcome Phillips!" Tye said slapping Tom's face as he moved away.

Tom watched Tye until he was out of the sight in the showers. He fell back
on the floor, exhausted and totally satisfied.


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