Author: Katie
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Disclaimer: Only in my dreams do I have any say in what these guys (or girls) do. I don't own 'em & I'm not claiming that this happened, only in my mind.
Distribution: Only at Castles in the Sky @ http://members.tripod.com/katemarie_1
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lance Storm is falling for another wrestler.
Notes: I switch POV's half way through and I still don't tell you who the guy is.
Lance's POV
I look up across the locker room and lock eyes with the young brunette. I smile and nod at the younger man and go back to getting ready for my match. When I look up again, I am surprised to see the dark-haired man staring at me. I get to my feet and walk over to where the young man has suddenly found something interesting in his bag. "Hey. Meet me at the Washington Central for drinks after the show. We can talk and maybe get to know one another a little better."
The young man is staring at me in shock and nods his head. I smile at him and head out with Mike Awesome for our match against the tag team champs. After losing to Sean O'Haire and Chuck Palumbo, I walk slowly back to the locker room. I am somewhat disappointed that he's not there at the moment. I don't know why I've never noticed how good-looking he is. I've noticed several times how well he does in the ring. He has the potential to be one of the best wrestlers in the business. I am snapped out of my daydream by Mike snapping his towel against my back. "You ass. What are you thinking?"
"Trying to get you to wake up. Who has got you so wound up?"
"What makes you think it's a person? Maybe I am just upset that we lost tonight?"
"I know you Lance. You don't get upset about wins and losses unless it wasn't planned. So who is it? Chuck? Sean? Bryan? Kanyon? Who?"
"None of the above. Why don't you go find Rey or Billy and see if they're interested?"
"Aww, man. You're no fun. I wanna see who it is that you want to play with."
"Why so you can try and get him in your bed? I don't think so Mike. Now go away so I can get a shower."
"Ooohhh. Someone has a date. Maybe I'll just follow you." Mike grins at me and I have to fight the urge not to smack that self-assured smirk off his face,
"I don't think so man. This one's off limits. He's just a boy."
"I see. You're trying to hook up with Shannon Moore?"
I don't want to tell him the truth. I know how he is with these boys. He loves to play with them and then toss them aside. And they always seem to want him to stay. I don't want him to do that to this young man so I lie. "Yeah as a matter of fact. It is Shannon. So stay away."
Mike smirks at me and shakes his head. "You know, I think I saw him down the hall talking with Shane. I'm going to go see if I can't convince him to stand you up and go out with me instead." I shake my head in a futile effort as Mike leaves the room. I can't help but smile as he leaves though. It's a little known fact in the locker room but Shannon is with O'Haire. And O'Haire is a very jealous man. I can't wait to see what happens to Mike when he tries to hit on Shannon. I jump in the shower and get cleaned up. After I am done, I dry myself off quickly and jump back in surprise when Mike comes flying into the room.
O'Haire busts in after him and jumps on him. Shannon comes running after yelling O'Haire's name. I try not to laugh at the sight of little Shannon trying to stop O'Haire from hurting Mike. O'Haire has Mike against the wall and Shannon is trying desperately to get him to let Mike go. I go over and am trying to help Shannon when he walks back into the room. I stop what I am doing and just stare. His hair is still wet from his shower and is hanging on his shoulders. He looks stunning in a blue silk shirt and black slacks. His eyes meet mine and he blushes. He walks over and talks to O'Haire softly. The larger man drops Mike on his ass and turns to look at him. He nods and smiles as O'Haire turns around and picks Shannon up.
They leave him and me standing there. Mike is unconscious and in a heap on the floor. His eyes roam over my body and stop at my waist. I don't know what could possibly be so fascinating about my waist until I look down. At some point in time the towel that had been around my waist dropped to the floor. I am sporting a huge erection. My first instinct is to cover myself. His eyes finally snap up to meet mine and when he realizes I know where he was looking he blushes. I can feel a blush creep over my face as well. We smile at one another and he backs out the door. I watch him go, a little sad that he left but mostly embarrassed that he saw how hard I was for him. My face feels like it's on fire as I get dressed in khakis and a dark green silk shirt. I grab my bag and head back to the hotel. I run my stuff up to my room and head for the lobby.
He's standing there looking nervous. I walk up behind him and it's all I can do not to turn him around and kiss him senseless. Instead I tap him lightly on his shoulder. He turns around and looks at me with those dark brown eyes full of wonder. "Can I ask you something before we go Lance?"
"Of course. What do you want to know?"
"Why? Why did you ask me out? Why me?" He looks confused and a little bit anxious as he waits for my answer.
Unfortunately I don't know what to tell him, so I tell him the only reason I can think of. "I don't know why. I think that you are a terrific wrestler. I just recently noticed how absolutely gorgeous you are. I think it would be a good idea for you and I to get to know each other. That is if you are still interested."
He looks at me, his eyes smiling. "I have been trying for weeks to get you to notice me. I mean in a capacity other than as a fellow wrestler. I was so happy when you asked me out. There is no way you are breaking this date now."
I smile at him and wrap an arm around his shoulder and led him into the restaurant off the lobby. We are seated and sit there for hours talking and getting to know one another. As we are eating our dessert, I get the feeling he is trying to turn me on. He's licking and slurping at his ice cream and I am getting so hard I can barely sit there and not jump on him. He grins at me mischievously and suddenly I feel his foot, his bare foot running up my leg. His foot is in my lap and he's rubbing it against my crotch. I jump up out of my seat and grab the check and his hand. I pay quickly for our dinner and all but drag him to my room. He's laughing the entire time and gasps when I shut and lock the door behind him. I have him pinned against the door and all of a sudden he's not laughing anymore. He's breathing heavily and I don't know what possesses me but I kiss him. It's a brutal but passionate kiss and he is returning it with as much force as I am giving it. His hands are all over me and mine are all over him. I don't even realize that he has my shirt off until I feel the silk of his shirt against my bare chest. I quickly remove his shirt and pull him against my chest. His skin is as silky as the shirt that is now on the floor. I feel his finger's brushing my stomach and then my pants are around my ankles. I break the kiss and pull away. "We can't. This isn't right."
"What isn't right Lance? I want you and you obviously want me. What isn't right about this?" He stares at me, those big brown eyes searching my blue eyes. I don't know what for.
"You're right. I do want you. I find you incredibly sexy but we're going to fast. I won't accept a simple one-night stand. I want more." And I can't believe I just said that out loud. I search his face for any sign of disgust but there's none there. He's simply staring at me with those beautiful brown eyes.
The Other Guy's POV
I can't believe he wants more than a one-night stand. I thought he and Mike were into each other and they just used us as play things to make each other jealous. Not that I would mind a one-night stand with Lance. Hell, I'd give anything just to be able to hook up with him. And he wants me. He can't possible understand how much I want more than just a one-night stand.
I turn away from him so I can gather my thoughts. It's too hard otherwise with those gorgeous blue eyes of his staring at me. I want to tell him I am in love with him and have been but I don't know how to say it without scaring him off. Billy and Rey are always telling me I should give up on Lance and make a play for someone who's better looking. They say that he's too normal to give a second thought too. I don't know what they mean. In my opinion, I can't think of anyone who's better looking. He's got these stunning blue eyes that stop me in my tracks every time I see them. And his body� I love to look at his body. He's so well built and takes such good care of himself. And I love the fact that he keeps his hair so short. I don't know why but long hair has never gotten me excited. I know he's not as conventionally good looking as Billy and Rey's newest conquest, Chuck Palumbo. Or I should say the guy they want to hook up with. So far he's not biting, which makes me wonder if he's straight. And whoa, what a way to get off the subject. I've made my decision. Win, lose, or draw, I am telling Lance exactly how I feel about him. I turn around and he's looking at me with those blue eyes full of hurt.
"It's okay. You don't have to say a thing. I understand that you don't want anymore than one night from me. But I can't except�" I cut him off by kissing him. He's staring at me with that shocked expression on his face.
"Do you ever shut up and let anyone else talk?" I smile at the fact that he still looks dazed. "Lance, I want this. I want you. I have been in love with you since you came to WCW. I just didn't think you'd be interested. So, you're damn straight I want more than a one-night stand. I won't except anything but a relationship." Okay so that last part isn't quite true but hey, I don't want him to know that I want him so badly that I'd be willing to have just a one-night stand. After I've fallen silent, he just stares at me. The expression in his eyes is unreadable.
Lance's POV
Did he really just say he's in love with me? I don't know what to say to that. I mean, I think I love him too but how can he be so sure? He's so young. And the fact that he's been in love with me since I joined WCW blows my mind. And why wouldn't I have been interested? He's so gorgeous. I don't usually fall for guys who have long hair but his is so beautiful. And those eyes� Every time I see those eyes, I have to use every ounce of self-control not to attack him. And then there's his body. He's built really well. Muscular but not too much so. I hate to say it but I don't like guys who look like O'Haire and Palumbo. They have too many muscles. He's almost perfect. But the one thing I have been noticing more and more lately are his lips. They are so damn kissable. And right now he's pouting at me, which makes me want to kiss him all that much more. He's looking at me anxiously, awaiting my answer. I approach him so that we are standing face to face, close enough to kiss. "Baby, you are all I want. If you want, we can do this tonight. Or we can wait and it will be all that much sweeter."
He shakes his head and slips his hand to the back of my head. He pulls me in for a kiss. It's soft and sweet and so totally unlike our first kiss. It's passionate but not as hard or full of need. His tongue slips into my mouth and I allow him to explore my mouth. My tongue presses against his and they twine together. Our tongues mate and I force his tongue back into his mouth so that I can savor the way the inside of his mouth tastes. He tastes like chocolate ice cream. I run my tongue along each and every crevice of his mouth. He moans and pulls our bodies closer together. I can feel how hard he is and it doesn't help that he grinds his hips into mine.
His hands brush against my waist and I hear my zipper being pulled down. I don't stop him this time. I need him too much. He fumbles with the button on my pants until I reach down to help steady his hands. He pulls back from the kiss and smiles gratefully at me. I reach over and undo his pants as well. They drop to the ground and I take in the site of him wearing only boxer briefs. His legs are magnificent and right now I can't help but imagine those muscular, long legs wrapped around my waist as I pound into him. I shake my head as he drops to his knees and runs his fingers along the waistband of my boxers. I moan as he kisses me through the silk fabric. His hands drop to the bottom edge of the leg and then they slide up along my legs and he cups me, massaging my balls. I arch into his touch and groan when he lets me go. He pulls down my boxers and kisses my hip.
The Other Guys POV
Lance is making all of these little mewing noises. I stare at his large cock and lean over licking the tip. He tastes so good; I can't wait to feel him coming down my throat. I lick his shaft from base to tip and he whimpers. I take one of his balls in my mouth and suck gently. He grips my shoulders, I guess to keep his balance. I turn my attentions over to the other ball and suckle it a little harder than I had the first. I place my hands on his hips, release his balls and turn my attentions to his cock. I suck the tip into my mouth and draw him slowly down my throat. He tries to thrust himself into my mouth and it takes all my strength to stop him from making me rush.
I pull back completely and smile up at him. "Relax Lance. I want to savor every moment of our first time together." I return my attention to his dick and suck him into my mouth. I don't stop until I feel the blunt head hit the back of my throat. I relax the muscles back there and bob up and down on his cock. He cries out my name and I reach up trying to make him come. I want to feel the rush of his seed spilling into my mouth. As I am massaging his balls, he lets out a guttural cry that sounds somewhat like my name. His come splashes against the back of my throat. It tastes better than I thought it would and I drag my mouth along his cock as he continues coming. By the time he is done, I am licking the tip, cleaning him off. He whimpers and when I finally look up at him, he panting for breath. He finally locks his blue eyes with my brown ones. He smiles and I harden instantly at that smile gracing his lips. He pulls me up to meet him and we kiss. I love the way his mouth feels caressing my tongue with his. His hands are all over my body, finally cupping me through my underwear. He massages me gently through the fabric and has me arching into his touch. He walks me backwards until we collapse onto the bed. He grinds his re-hardening cock into my erection.
Lance breaks our kiss and moves his lips to my cheek. He kisses my face all over and makes his way to my neck sucking softly. He moves lower and kisses my nipple, his fingers playing with the other. He takes one into his mouth and pulls at it with his teeth. He's got me whimpering and mewling as he works over my nipple. When he pulls away part of me is relieved and the other part wants his mouth back on me. My relief doesn't last long as he attacks the other nipple with as much voracity as the first.
Lance's POV
I love the sounds he's making as I move further down his body, licking and sucking every inch of him. His skin tastes wonderful, like honey and vanilla and another taste that is all him. I reach his navel and slip my tongue around the ring in it. I tug on it making him cry out. I slip my tongue into his belly button and he grabs the back of my neck pulling me up into a kiss. Our tongues mate with one another and he wraps those long legs around me, pulling my hips into his. I feel his hardness against mine through the fabric.
I slide back down his body kissing him the entire way down. I suck on him through the fabric of his underwear. He moans and arches against my mouth. His arousal is leaking and I can taste him through the soft cotton. Even his pre-come tastes like honey and vanilla. I don't know how but damn this boy tastes sweet. His hands are on the back of my head and he's straining against the now wet fabric of his underwear. "Goddammit Lance. Suck me, fuck me, I don't care but for god's sake quit teasing me."
I pull away from him and grin down at his expression. It's somewhere between pure ecstasy and pure anger. He looks so sexy that I can't help but lean over and capture his mouth again. Even his mouth tastes sweet. My fingers slid into the waistband of his boxer briefs and I tug them down, keeping my mouth on his. He moans into my mouth when our cocks brush against one another. His legs, those wonderfully long lean muscular legs wrap around me and pull me closer. Our cocks are pressed tightly together and he thrusts his hips upwards a little, making me whimper out his name. Our tongues mate and his hands are cupping my ass pushing me harder against him as though his legs weren't doing enough. I finally have to break the kiss because I simply can't breathe. He smiles at me and loosens his grip on my waist. I pull back and take this opportunity to grab a bottle of baby oil from the nightstand. I smile softly and search his eyes for permission to keep going.
Other guys POV
As his eyes ask me for permission, I pull him back to my mouth for another kiss. I love kissing Lance. And if that were all I was ever able to do for the rest of my life, I would be okay with that. But I am so glad that he wants me. I break the kiss and stare into his eyes, nodding my head. The pressure of his body against mine disappears and I panic. I look at him frantically and he kisses me softly. "Shhhh. It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I just want this to last."
I nod still partially scared he's going to decide he doesn't want this and leave. I gasp when Lance's mouth closes around my cock. His mouth is soft, wet, warm and he starts sucking gently. I whimper when I feel his teeth graze over the tip. One of his hands starts rubbing circles on my stomach. He grips my belly ring in his fingertips and tugs lightly. I arch into his touch and he pulls back. I look at him shocked he did such a thing. He smiles at me and kisses the tip of my cock.
"I want you to relax. I'm not going to leave. I want this too much. I want *you* to much, Shane." He runs his fingertips along the underside of my cock, making me moan and arch into his touch. He leans down so that our lips are inches away from each other. "I think I am in love with you. Now tell me why would I leave the man I am in love with?"
I am looking at him in shock. I can't believe he just said he thinks he's in love with me. My heart is doing flips. I can't believe how happy that makes me. I lift my head up enough so that our lips are barely touching. In a whisper, I say, "I love you Lance. And I want you too. I need you." I see Lance smile at me and we kiss. It's sweeter and softer than any of the other kisses we have shared. His kisses right now are so intense. I shouldn't be thinking about anything right now but I can't believe that Lance Storm thinks he's in love with me.
Lance's POV
I don't know why I told Shane the truth. I didn't mean to. But the happiness on his face made me so glad that I did. I really have no clue when or even why I fell in love with Shane Helms but I am. We finally stop kissing and I slide back down his body and take him into my mouth. I want more than ever to make him come in my mouth. I suck gently on his cock and he arches into my mouth. I swallow as much of him as I can, stopping when the head of his shaft hits the back of my throat. I squirt some oil onto my fingers and slide one along his entrance. He gasps and pushes back on my hand. I tease his opening some more until he is begging me. I slip the tip of my finger past the tight ring of muscles and tease him a little more.
"Oh god Lance�. I need you�. Please babe more." He's so responsive as I slip the rest of my finger into him. I suck gently on his cock and move my mouth up and down on him. "Oh Christ�. Lance�babe�I'm gonna�. Oh lord�.. Please babe." He's pleading with me and I love it. I add another finger and rub the tips against his prostate. He moans and arches up into my mouth and then back down onto my hand. I suck harder, wanting to feel him come in my mouth. I reach up with my other hand and gently massage his balls, rolling them in my palm. He shouts my name before coming in a rush. I milk him dry and lick him clean, never removing my fingers. I add another finger as I crawl up his body to kiss him. He moans as I slip my tongue into his mouth. I want him to taste himself. Our tongues mate as I loosen him up.
He groans when I slide my fingers out of his entrance. "Lance, why'd you stop?"
"Shhhh. It's okay Shane. I have to remove my fingers if you want me inside of you." He smiles shyly up at me. "I want your legs wrapped around me when I am inside of you."
He nods his head and spreads his legs wider, allowing me more room.
Shane's POV
He positions himself between my legs and I bite my lip. He's huge and I am a little worried about how much it's going to hurt. He kisses me and I am immediately soothed. I don't know what it is about his kisses that calm me so much. I can feel the blunt tip of his erection pressed against my entrance. He's looking at me for some sort of confirmation. I nod my head and lift my legs and wrap them around his waist. "I want you Lance. Please?" I think he likes hearing me plead with him because he gets this huge grin on his face.
He grips my ass and pushes into me slowly. I have to bite back a shout because it hurts. Lance stops and looks at me worriedly. "I'm sorry baby. I don't want to hurt you. Do you want me to stop?"
I frown at him and shake my head. "No way Lance. Just give me a sec here to get adjusted to you. You're not exactly a small guy."
He smiles at me and rubs circles on my stomach, trying to soothe me. "If you want to make me feel better you could always kiss me." I say shyly. He smiles and leans over, placing a soft kiss on my lips. I take the opportunity to tighten my legs around his waist, pulling him inside of me completely. I groan as he fills me.
Lance groans and mutters, "Jesus your so tight baby." He looks down and I close my eyes trying to block out the pain. "Dammit Shane. Are you okay baby?" I nod and keep my eyes shut. It hurts like hell but I'm not going to tell him that. He stays still and so do I. I don't even notice the tear that slips down my face until I feel Lance's fingers brush my cheek. "I'm so sorry baby. I didn't mean to hurt you." His lips feather across mine and I nod slowly. The pain is dulling and I move against him. "Are you sure Shane?"
I nod and open my eyes finally. I look up into his crystal blue eyes to see them shining with love. "I'm good now. It's better. And Lance, it's not your fault. I pulled you in all the way."
"But I let you." He looks down at me and caresses my face softly.
"I love you Lance. I wanted you inside of me. If I wanted you to stop you would have. I trust you baby. Completely. Now make love to me because I want to feel you come inside of me."
He smiles at me and pulls out almost completely. He thrusts back in just as slowly. It's torture on my senses but I love it. I have never been as full as I am when he's fully sheathed in me.
"Oh god Shane. You are so damn tight baby. You feel so good surrounding me." I smile at him as he keeps talking. I love the sound of his voice.
He hits my prostate and I whimper. "Oh wow, that's it baby. God that's the spot." He grins at me and thrusts deliberately against it for several minutes. I am so close to coming and I tell him so.
He wraps his hand around the base of my cock and winks at me as he thrusts relentlessly against my sweet spot. His other hand wraps around the rest of my shaft and he strokes me closer to the edge of madness.
Lance's POV
Shane is mewling and writhing underneath me. I love how responsive he is. And he is so tight around my erection, I know I won't last much longer. I let go of his shaft and stroke him until his seed spills over my hand and his stomach. I thrust into him once, then twice before coming deep inside of him. His body is still shuddering as my climax leaves me. I collapse on top of him and roll us over so that he is lying on top of me. He snuggles against my chest mindless of the fact that his semen covers our stomachs. "I love you Lance. Thank you."
"Thank you? For what love?" He looks at me incredulously.
"For making love to me and not just fucking me. No one has ever been that gentle with me and not only that but you made me feel loved." He looks away from me. "I've never felt that before when I was with anyone."
I don't have the slightest clue as to what to say. I've heard rumors that Shane has been with at least half of the roster but I don't know if they're true or not. I hold Shane close to my body and say softly, "I love you Shane Helms. Don't ever forget that." He snuggles closer to me and nods against my chest. We lay there holding one another for several seconds until I hear his breathing even out. I roll both of us onto our sides and wiggle out of his grip. I walk into the bathroom and grab one of the washcloths, wetting it down with hot water. I clean myself off and grab a hand towel and head back to the bedroom. He's lying on his back, sprawled out over my bed, looking like a waking wet dream. I clean him off gently and he murmurs in his sleep. I smile at his sleeping form and run my fingertips along his chest and stomach. He sighs in his sleep and I sit there, content to watch him as he dreams. I don't know if he and I will last. I hope we do but I'm not a fortuneteller. I finally get tired and lay down next to him. He immediately snuggles against my chest and side and goes back to sleeping. I fall asleep listening to the sound of his breathing.
THE END