Rating: NC-17
Content: M/M sex, language, spanking/whipping
Distribution: OK. Just tell me where
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue!
Summary: Tazz tries to bully the wrong man and pays for it...
November 18, 2000
"What the fuck was that out there?"
Buh Buh Ray Dudley glanced over his shoulder as he skimmed into his street clothes. "What was what, Tazz?"
"You weren't supposed to put me through a fuckin' table," the smaller man growled, pacing in outrage. "That was Raven's spot."
Buh Buh shrugged casually, picking up a comb and starting on his hair. "So? The spot worked out great. What are you complaining about?"
Tazz snorted angrily. "I'm complaining about the fact that you made me look like a fuckin' pussy out there."
"You're the only one who thinks that, Tazz," Buh Buh replied, tossing his things into his bag and zipping it up. "What do you want me to do about it now anyway?"
Tazz stalked closer, stabbing a finger into Buh Buh's chest. "You're going to make it right," he gritted. "Next match we have, you're going to job to me."
Buh Buh's eyes widened in astonishment, then he laughed as if hearing the funniest joke in the world. "You're shittin' me?"
Tazz, incensed out of his mind, balled his fist and punched Buh Buh right in the solar plexus, grimly satisfied to hear the air whoosh from the bigger man. His next blow snapped his head back, making him stumble against the lockers.
"Fuckin' dickhead," Tazz snarled. "I'll teach you to laugh at me."
Buh Buh shook his head, attempting to clear it. He managed to block Tazz's next punch, throwing one of his own that caught his assailant in the gut, doubling Tazz over. Instead of following up with a knee to the face, he merely twisted his hand in his hair and wrenched him upright and shoved him hard into the lockers. He used his superior bulk to prevent Tazz from mounting another offense. "I suggest you calm the hell down, Tazz," Buh Buh said softly. "I don't want to have to hurt you...especially over something so damned stupid."
Tazz pushed at Buh Buh, hurling savage curses. "Get the fuck off me, Buh." He squirmed like some sort of eel, beating at his chest ineffectually.
Buh Buh stood quietly, watching him as he spluttered and fumed, expending his energy until he finally sagged against him, panting harshly into his neck. "Are you finished acting like a spoiled little brat?"
"Fuck you," Tazz hissed, bringing his knee up, aiming for the vital areas, but Buh Buh, as if expecting his move, shifted so that his thigh blocked him.
"You know..." Buh Buh drawled smoothly. "Since you're acting so much like a little shit, I think I'm going to have to discipline you like I do my little nieces and nephews when they act up."
Tazz's dark eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What does that mean?"
"Remember when you were a kid, Tazz?" Buh Buh said, reaching down to unbuckle his belt, slowly pulling it from the loops. "And you were naughty. What did your daddy do to punish you?"
Tazz's gaze went from the belt to Buh Buh's sparkling eyes, his own flaring wide, face flushing with rage and disbelief. "You wouldn't fuckin' dare!"
Buh Buh gave him a tight, enigmatic little smile, tilting his head slightly. "Oh, but I certainly would dare, Tazz-baby." In a swift motion that took Tazz off-guard, Buh Buh stepped back, propelling him forward...right into Buh Buh's lap as he sat down. Buh Buh yanked him around so that he lay face-down across his thighs. He planted a hand in the middle of Tazz's back, holding him in place as he used the other to wiggle beneath him to loosen the tie holding his tights up. He tugged the garment down to his knees, revealing a darkly-tanned, taut ass. He retrieved his belt and doubled it, adjusting it so it lay comfortably in his palm.
"You're gonna pay for this Buh Buh Ray Dudley," Tazz bellowed, shrieking at the first lash of the leather to his flesh. "Damn you! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"
Buh Buh ignored him, calmly and methodically bringing the belt down on Tazz's flaming ass, making sure not to break the skin, a slow grin lighting his face as he felt Tazz's cock growing hard against his leg. His strokes became harder, dismissing Tazz's furious epithets, watching as he ground himself into his thigh helplessly.
Finally, the angry cries were replaced by harsh breathing and ragged moans as Tazz gripped the bench, his knuckles white with strain. His eyes were squeezed shut as he gritted his teeth, parting his legs a little, humping Buh Buh's thigh frantically. Christ, he couldn't believe he was doing this, but there was no denying how turned on he was. And he was so close now...just a few more strokes...just a little more...
Buh Buh sensed he was on the brink of spilling and abruptly halted his movements.
"Aww, fuck!" Tazz shouted in frustration, writhing on his lap. "Why'd you stop...I was almost the-" He clamped his mouth shut when he realized what he was about to say, biting his lip in both embarrassment and mortification. "Let me up!"
Buh Buh's smile broadened as he rested his fingers against the swollen flesh of the other man's buttocks, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. He helped Tazz into a sitting position, wrapping an arm around his waist to keep him still, using his now free hand to enclose Tazz's shaft. "Were you about to say that you were almost there?" he whispered silkily, dipping his head to catch Tazz's darting eyes that were looking at everything but him.
"No...of course not," Tazz denied quickly, grasping Buh Buh's wrist and trying to pull it away from him. "Just let me go, okay?"
"What if I don't want to let you go, hmmm?"
Tazz looked at him directly for the first time and swallowed with difficulty at the lazy speculation in his eyes. "Please?"
Buh Buh smiled, shaking his head regretfully. "I'm not really feeling generous right now," he said, breaking Tazz's hold and reaching down to cup his balls, rolling them in his palms. "Especially after punching me-twice. I think you have to make it up to me."
Tazz stared down at what Buh Buh's hand was doing, moaning as the other man scraped a nail up his scrotum, making his cock twitch in response. "Make it up to you? H-how?"
Buh Buh seemed to consider this question seriously, working Tazz's tights the rest of the way off, leaving his boots on. "Why don't you unzip me and show me what else you can do with your mouth besides trash-talk people?"
Tazz glanced down at the large bulge in the front of Buh Buh's jeans and licked his lips. "You'll let me leave if I...if I do that?"
"Why don't you just do it and I'll let you know, hmmm?"
Tazz slid off Buh Buh's lap, wincing as his abused ass was irritated. He fumbled with the zipper, finally able to pull it down, releasing the engorged shaft. He bent his head and lathed the tip, tickling his tongue around the ridge before pulling away. "you know, I don't do this often," Tazz admitted, his fingers tracing the pulsing veins along the underside."
"Bullshit," Buh Buh murmured wryly. "I know for a fact that you and Raven suck each other off on a regular basis."
Tazz flushed brightly. "Not true...never happened."
Buh Buh quirked a disbelieving brow. "Tazz," he started gently. "I saw you two with my own eyes, so don't fucking play me."
Tazz's face paled them grew red again. "When? Where did you see us?"
Buh Buh smirked at Tazz's inadvertent confirmation. "Happened to walk in on you two in the showers after everyone left the building. You never even noticed I was there. Have to say that you have major talent when it comes to that tongue of yours. To Make Scotty squeal like that...well, pure talent."
Tazz was biting his lip hard by the end of this little speech, feeling extremely uncomfortable. "W-well, that was the only time. I never-"
Buh Buh almost tenderly laid his fingers over Tazz's lips. "Don't bother trying to lie to me, Tazz," he crooned. "You don't think guys talk? You of all people, Tazz...you should know that the guys can't keep their mouths shut about the lays they've had. I'm pretty impressed with your list of...shall we say...accomplishments?"
"But I-"
"It's okay, baby," Buh Buh said. "I don't mind at all. All the stories going around b'out you made me damned curious to know if you're as good as they all say."
Tazz sagged, realizing that he wasn't going to be able to convince him otherwise. Instead, he resumed his manipulations, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the thick length, burrowing his face in the thatch of dark curls and nibbling on his balls.
"Mmm, that's good," Buh Buh murmured, watching Tazz work, groaning as the other man stroked his tongue back up, slowly inching him down his throat, swallowing and sucking until Buh Buh was clasping the back of Tazz's head, urging him to bob on him hard. "I can see that I was right about that mouth of yours," he panted, suddenly wrenching Tazz off him and dragging him into his lap again to sit astride his hips. "Now, I want to see if the rumors of your being a great fuck are true, too."
Tazz grunted as Buh Buh pushed two spit-slicked fingers inside him, roughly stretching him as he sucked and licked a path to Tazz's stiff little nipples. He thrust his fingers deeply as he suckled, eliciting a loud gasp. "God...oh, Christ...Buh Buh, fuck me...now...I wanna come with you inside me."
Buh Buh chuckled low in his throat, lifting the other man and letting him glide down onto his cock, holding his hips still when he was fully-seated, wanting to savor the snug heat for a while.
Tazz was making sounds of frustration and growing distress as the need to come became excruciatingly painful. He squirmed and wriggled, begging in an uncharacteristic whine for Buh Buh to take him. Eventually, Buh Buh loosened his hold, allowing Tazz to begin bouncing on him like a piston, growling as he felt himself starting to climax. He nearly wailed when Buh Buh squeezed the root of his cock to prevent his release, wanting to sock him savagely. But the next moment he was nearly screaming in ecstasy as the other man flipped him onto his back onto the narrow bench, straddling the wooden slats while, with his ankles locked around his neck, Buh Buh rammed into him so hard and deep that he thought he'd expire from the sheer pleasure.
Buh Buh studied Tazz as he pounded into him, enjoying the flicker of emotions on his face. He laughed quietly when he shifted his position and rubbed against his sweet spot, causing Tazz to curve high off the bench, whimpering and pleading for him to let him come. It was then that he realized that he was still squeezing the base of Tazz's cock. He tisked at his own absent-mindedness and drew his hand up the throbbing flesh, rolling the head in his fingers, then stroking it firmly back down again.
"Come now," Buh Buh cooed in a velvety whisper, increasing his thrusts as his own climax approached. "Let me see how pretty you shoot, hmmm?"
Tazz twisted and strained, gripping the bench above his head for balance as he arched into the almost brutal plunges. Fuck, he'd never felt anything like this before! It was nearly too intense to bear! He reached down, trying to force Buh Buh to pump him in a more rhythmic way, but Buh Buh slapped him away, continuing his wicked torture, lightly caressing his fingertips over the sensitized skin maddeningly until he was ready to scream.
Buh Buh drove deeper, catching his breath as the tingling in his balls heralded the arrival of his orgasm. He groaned low in his throat as he suddenly clamped his hand on Tazz, giving a vicious yank that sent him over with an inaudible shriek. Buh Buh slammed into him a few more times before his body convulsed in tight, hard spasms as his own release took hold. When the shudders had faded from both of them, he gently lowered Tazz to the bench, withdrawing from him carefully. He just sat there for a while, letting his breathing return to normal, staring at the man that lay sprawled bonelessly before him.
Tazz couldn't move. Every muscle, nerve and joint had disconnected from his brain until he almost felt numb with exhaustion. After a few minutes of eerie silence, he gathered the energy to slit his eyes open. Buh Buh hovered there, scrutinizing him as if he were some exotic animal that he were contemplating dissecting. "What the fuck are you looking at me like that for?"
Buh Buh smiled faintly, relaxing a little at Tazz's rough words. "Nothing." He proceeded to clean Tazz's come from his hand, leaning down to do the same with his stomach, gratified to hear little sounds of reluctant pleasure coming from him. "You know, I wish I'd listened to those rumors more closely and acted sooner. I didn't know what I was missing."
Tazz wasn't sure if he should be pissed or pleased at his words, settling on just being disgruntled. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear."
Buh Buh gave him a devilish grin. "I didn't...that's why I had to find out for myself."
"And?"
I think you're better than they give you credit for, baby."
Tazz blushed-actually blushed! He didn't know what to say to that compliment, so didn't respond to it at all. "Let me up...this bench is digging into me."
Buh Buh moved away, observing the smaller man gingerly rise, his hand going to his tender ass and glaring at Buh Buh. "I will pay you back for whipping me like that."
The other man nodded and smiled, readjusting his clothes and grabbing his bag before heading for the door. "I quite look forward to it."
Tazz watched him leave, his fierce expression softening as the door shut. He massaged the swollen flesh of his backside and smiled slightly. "So do I...so do I."