Christian whimpered as Lance captured his lips in a mind-blowing kiss. He didn't want to get turned on, but
the hands of his captors were all over him, touching all the right places. A soft moan escaped his throat as
Lance's tongue swirled with his.
Lance broke the kiss and looked at Mike with a slight smile. Mike grinned as he scooted lower on the bed and
positioned himself between Christian's long, slender thighs.
Christian tried to raise his head up to see what Mike was doing, but Lance pushed him back down gently and
continued to kiss him possessively.
Christian arched up as Mike's warm, wet mouth engulfed his cock with one sucking motion. Christian jumped
as he felt a slick finger slowly push into him, closely followed by another, stretching and probing him.
While Mike assaulted Christian's lower extremities, Lance did the top. His fingers roughly pinched Christian's
small hard nipples, tugging at them.
Christian whimpered. Too many emotions were assaulting him. Fear. Excitement. Anger. Arousal. He
squirmed under the two men, but they easily held him in place.
Lance grinned as he raised up and looked down at Christian's beautiful flushed face. Christian's hair was
tousled and his lips were pouty and red where he had been kissing him so hard. "You are so beautiful," Lance
whispered to Christian as he caressed his cheek.
Christian was confused. He tried to pull away, but Mike gripped his hips holding him in place as he slowly let
Christian's long, slender cock slide from his mouth. Mike slowly started to kiss his way up Christian's
abdomen, up to his torso, and then leaned over and captured Lance's lip in a kiss.
Christian watched in amazement as the other two men kissed. There was no way he could deny that it didn't
turn him on.
Lance and Mike smiled as they both looked down at Christian, who shivered under their intense stare. They
didn't want to hurt the small blonde, but they would claim him, otherwise another ECW/WCW wrestler
would. They had wanted Edge too, but DDP made it clear to anyone, touch Edge or Mark and die.
Christian whimpered as Mike lifted and flipped him until he was on his hands and knees. He shivered as he
felt Mike lean across his back and whisper. "I'll take it easy on you Chrissy."
Christian was about to tell him to fuck off, when he felt the huge mushroom head press inside of him. He
couldn't control the gasp that escaped his throat.
"Lance position yourself in front of him," Mike said grinning at his friend.
Lance hesitated as he watched Mike's cock slide in and out of Christian's tight hole. Lance licked his lips. He
wanted to see if Christian did have a sweet ass.
He positioned himself in front of Christian, stroking his own long, thick cock.
"Suck him, Chrissy," Mike ordered, as he slammed into him hard.
Christian whimpered. It wasn't like he had any choice here. He leaned down and licked at the long, thick shaft
that was presented to him. Lance moaned, his fingers gripping the sheets. He wanted to force it down
Christian's throat, but he knew he would hurt him and forced himself to remain still and let Christian
pleasure him.
Mike reached under Christian and grabbed his cock, yanking and tugging at it roughly as he continued to
hump Christian hard and fast.
Christian moaned as he quickly sucked at Lance's cock, feeling him tense and fill his mouth with his creamy
seed. Christian swallowed all he had to offer, afraid of what would happen if he didn't. Lance growled as he
grabbed a handful of Christian's hair pulling him closer.
"That's it baby, suck it," Lance groaned.
Mike grinned as he watched Lance's eyes flutter. Damn he was so sexy like that. He rutted feverishly on top
of Christian. He leaned over and bit at his shoulder. "Come for me, Chrissy," Mike ordered as he stroked
Christian's slender cock harder.
Christian whimpered as he spilled his seed in Mike's huge, warm hand.
Mike grinned as he gripped Christian's hips and slammed one final time into him. "Fuck!" Mike screamed as
he filled Christian's ass with his seed, claiming him.
Christian whimpered as he fell against Lance's chest, too exhausted to move, gasping as Mike followed,
crushing him.
"Fuck!" Lance growled. "Mike, you're fucking crushing him and me."
"Sorry," Mike said smiling as he rolled off, much to Christian and Mike's relief.
Christian lost consciousness as he was rolled between the two men. Before darkness claimed him, he found
himself snuggled between them, their arms entwined around him. He was too confused to think about what
had just happened and he let sleep overtake him. Hopefully Edge would be back when he awoke, but did he
want to be rescued?
***************************************
As Mark opened his eyes, he suddenly realized where he was. He sat upright in the bed and looked around.
What the hell had DDP sprayed in their face? His head was killing him. He looked down at Edge who was still
asleep, looking as sexy as hell. Damn, where guys suppose to be that pretty?
No sign of DDP. Mark sighed in happiness. He couldn't take seeing that sick bastard this morning.
He nudged Edge, smiling when Edge didn't move. Mark grinned as he leaned down and brushed his lips
against his. Edge's eyes fluttered open.
"Mark?!"
"Hello, beautiful," Mark said with a smile.
Edge gripped the bed sheets to him as he remembered what had happened earlier. "Where is he?" He asked
nervously.
Mark growled. "Where ever he's at, he's a dead man."
"You didn't like last night?" Edge asked with a frown, thinking that Mark didn't like taking him. Why would
he, DDP fucked him first.
Mark grinned. "I liked some of last night," he said lightly brushing his fingers along Edge's exposed thigh,
sending shivers through the younger mans body.
Edge flashed Mark his famous smile. "Will he come back?"
"Not if he's got half a brain," Mark said angrily. Twice DDP had gotten the better of him. "Come on, let's go
grab Christian. I think it's better if you guys stay with me and Sara, until Kane gets back and then you can
room with him."
Edge nodded. Wonder what Sara would do if she found out about Mark and him?
**************************************
Two hours later, Edge and Mark left room 338. Mark frowned at Edge. Edge had been in the bathroom for
over an hour. What the hell had he done in there?
Edge smiled weakly at Mark. He had felt so dirty after DDP had taken him that it took forever to get the
bastards scent off of him. Then there was the matter of his hair and teeth. An hour and half wasn't bad.
Mark and Edge stopped as they saw Shane walking towards them, along with Jericho, who didn't look so
good.
"Well Mark, did you enjoy your little initiation into our group," Shane said smiling as he hugged Jericho closer.
"Jericho did. Didn't you baby?"
Jericho whimpered as he nodded. Fear was written all over his face as he tried to smile weakly at Mark and
Edge.
Mark frowned. Kane wasn't going to like the fact that Shane had claimed Jericho. Kane had been in love with
the youngster for a long time.
"You tell DDP that he might have won tonight, but he hasn't won the war. I'm not his. Edge isn't his," Mark
growled as he grabbed Jericho and pulled him away from Shane. "And Jericho doesn't belong to you. This is
my yard and I'm fucking taking it back."
Shane was stunned as he watched the big guy usher Edge and Jericho away.
"Fuck!" Shane growled.
"He's amazing isn't he?" DDP whispered in Shane's ear as he snuck up on him.
"Go stop him!" Shane demanded.
DDP grinned. "Nope. I have too much fun stalking him."
"Fuck!" Shane growled. Maybe investing in the WCW hadn't been such a good idea. These guys were total
nut cases.
~THE END~