Author: Kay
Rating: NC17
Content: Slash m/m
Disclaimer: Don't own the wrestlers, and I don't know their true sexuality. This is just fiction, please don't
sue.
Spoilers: Smackdown 10/18/01
Summary: Winning isn't everything as one young superstar will learn.
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Rock shrugged his shoulders as he stumbled into his dark hotel room. Just another lonely fucking night in the
WWF. He flipped on the switch, but the lights didn't come on.
"What in the blue hell?" He mumbled to himself. He stopped dead still as he suddenly realized that he was
not alone in the room.
His eyes frantically searched the room for his uninvited guest, when finally his gaze fell upon a dark figure in
the far corner of the room.
His heart was beating rapidly as his head pounded from where Jericho had hit him earlier. He didn't like
surprises, and he was in no mood for games.
"What are you doing my room?" he growled as he stepped closer to the dark, mysterious figure. "Who the
hell are you?"
He frowned as he heard a low amused chuckle coming from the stranger, but now he knew it was definitely a
male. He sighed in relief. At least his nightmare about Stephanie wasn't coming true.
"Well, the Rock hasn't got all night," he growled, clinching his fists as he braced himself for a fight.
As he watched the man emerge from the dark shadows, a smile spread across his face as he stared at his
injured lover. "Hunter!" He gasped as he threw his gym bag down and pulled his lover to him.
"Whoa!" Hunter gasped as he was instantly locked into a strong hug. "You act like you missed me," Hunter
said with a slight smirk on his face.
Rock stared at him intently before grabbing his right hand and placing it on top of his crotch. "What do you
think?"
Hunter grinned as his fingers lightly caressed the hardness underneath Rock's pants. "Yeah, I guess you did."
Hunter grinned as Rock guided him to the bed careful to avoid contact with his injured leg. As Rock's long,
slender fingers massaged his chest, he couldn't control the moan that escaped his throat. It had been too long
for the both of them.
"I've missed you so much," Rock growled as he pulled Hunter's t-shirt over his head, letting it drop to the
floor as his fingers fumbled with the button on Hunter's jeans.
"Anxious?" Hunter asked smirking as he let his younger lover control the moment.
"Need you," Rock growled as he pressed his lips against Hunter's desperately seeking entrance to Hunter's
warm mouth.
Rock jumped as he heard a soft thud from the bathroom. He frowned as he pulled away from Hunter, who let
his jeans slip down his thighs and onto the floor so that he could casually step out of them.
"Who's in there?" Rock asked suspiciously as he lifted the people's eyebrow.
"A present. You might say that I did a little hunting tonight," Hunter said smirking as he wrapped his arm
around Rock's waist, nuzzling his face against his lovers.
Rock grinned as Hunter pulled his t-shirt up over his head. "May I asked what you caught?" Rock asked
grinning even more as Hunter unsnapped the buttons to his gym pants, leaving him in only his wrestling
trunks.
"Why don't you see for yourself," Hunter said teasingly.
Rock reached for the door handle, but then he hesitated. Hunter wouldn't have brought Stephanie would he?
"Go ahead. I think you'll like the surprise," Hunter whispered into his ear, gently nibbling at his ear lobe.
Rock pushed the door open and grinned as he looked down at a scared, bound and gagged Chris Jericho
laying on the floor. Not only was he bound and gagged, but he was almost naked, as if the skimpy black thong
even counted.
Rock turned to his lover and laughed out loud. "For me?"
Jericho whimpered as he looked back and forth from Rock to Hunter.
Rock's expression changed as he remembered how Jericho had humiliated him earlier in the ring.
"Did you enjoy mocking the people's elbow?" Rock hissed as he grabbed a handful of Jericho's long blond hair,
yanking on it cruelly as he forced Jericho to stand before him.
Hunter grinned as he watched his lover dominate the smaller man. He would hate to be in Jericho's position
right now. He watched Jericho struggling to stay standing as his ankles were also bound.
Hunter watched amused as his angry lover stalked around Jericho, who was now visibly trembling as Rock
continued his verbal assault on the helpless man. Rock's dark skin was in sharp contrast to Chris' lightly
tanned body as they stood together. Chris' body wasn't as developed as his or Rock's was, but hell, Chris was
still just a pup playing with the big dogs.
"So you want the Great One?" Rock growled as he lightly slapped the back of Jericho's head, eliciting a
surprised yelp from him. "You want to win the Big One?" Rock said mocking him, lightly slapping his head
again, but this time Jericho glared at him.
Rock grinned as he turned and looked at his lover. Hunter and Rock's eyes locked and they each instantly
knew what the other wanted. They each knew that they couldn't hurt Jericho to the point that he couldn't
wrestle, because Vince would kill them both. No, but they would teach the arrogant youngster a couple of
things about winning the big one.
*********
Hunter smiled as he watched Chris tremble as Rock continued to stalk around him. He had to admit, Rock
looked pretty intimidating when he was pissed. Chris had crossed the line tonight by mocking Rock and his
people's elbow.
Hunter moved behind Chris pulling him backwards, savoring the feel of his ex-lovers perfect body.
Chris moaned as he was pulled into the embrace of Hunter's strong arms.
Rock stopped and glared at Chris and then Hunter. He didn't really like how comfortable they looked
together.
Hunter grinned innocently as he wrapped his arms around Chris, his hand seductively sliding across his lower
abdomen.
Chris whimpered as if trying to tell Hunter something.
Rock slapped his head, silencing him. "Did Rock give you permission to talk slut?"
Hunter's smile widened. He loved it when Rock played the Dom and it looked like Rock was going to have his
hands full with the insolent Chris Jericho.
"Untie his ankles," Rock ordered and Hunter quickly complied. Rock removed the gag, daring the younger
man to speak.
Chris remained silent. He knew that in this game, he didn't speak until he was given permission to do so.
Chris stumbled as Rock grabbed his hair and led him into the bedroom, tossing him roughly on the bed. Chris
yelped as his wrists were trapped underneath his back as Rock straddled him, ripping the thong off of him,
before brutally crushing his lips against his in a rough dominating kiss.
Chris whimpered and looked at Hunter, fear was written all over his beautiful face as he allowed Rock access
to his mouth.
Hunter looked away, ignoring Chris' silent pleas for help. Rock was his lover now and Chris would suffer the
consequences for his actions in whatever fashion Rock felt was necessary. He knew Rock wouldn't really hurt
Chris, but he would master him.
Hunter watched silently as Rock rolled Chris over onto his stomach and untied his hands.
"Up on all fours," Rock growled as he moved back a little and allowed the younger man to slowly rise. "Don't
have a leash do you?" Rock asked Hunter with a slight smile, enjoying the gasp that escaped Chris' throat.
Hunter grinned as he slowly removed the black leather belt from around his waist. "Nope, but this should
work," he said looping the belt around Chris' neck and then running it through the buckle and tightening it.
Chris gasped as the belt tightened snuggly around his throat.
Hunter pulled on it testing it.
Chris' hand raised as he started to pull at the make-shift leash and collar. "Don't even think about it," Hunter
growled yanking on the belt, causing Chris to gasp for air.
Once Chris had lowered his hands and ceased to resist, Hunter loosened the belt allowing him to breathe
normal again. "Good boy."
"Safe word?" Chris gasped, tears forming in his eyes as he realized that he had spoken without permission,
but Hunter and him never played without a safe word.
"This isn't for your pleasure," Rock growled, "there is no safe word for you boy."
Chris looked up at Hunter, who turned his head away from him.
Chris lowered his head as he realized that he was SO totally fucked tonight.
Chris knew that Rock was the Dom tonight and whether he liked it or not, he had to do what Rock wanted.
He just wished that it was Hunter, not Rock, doing the dominating.
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Rock shrugged his shoulders as he looked down at the helpless, frightened man kneeling before him. A slight
smirk formed on his face.
Hunter felt his cock twitch in anticipation as he watched the tension between his lover and Chris.
Rock was his current lover and he loved everything about the man. Most people said that Rock's ego was too
large, but Hunter knew different. Rock was caring and sensitive, but kept it hidden. No one wanted to appear
weak.
Hunter's gaze fell upon Jericho. God, the man was beautiful, but young and eager. Jericho liked to party and
that was one of the reasons they had broken up. Jericho never wanted just to relax, read a book, or just
snuggle. Jericho had a fire burning in him, a yearning to be constantly in the spotlight.
Hunter smiled, even Benoit hadn't been able to tame the lion in Jericho.
"Hunter," Rock growled.
"Yeah," Hunter said shaking his head, embarrassed to be caught in such deep thought.
"I know he's your ex-lover. Are you sure you're cool with this?"
Hunter stared at the unreadable face of his lover. "He deserves everything he gets," Hunter whispers looking
down at Chris, who glares at him.
Chris couldn't believe that Hunter would turn his back on him.
Rock grinned as he tilted Chris' chin up so that they were eye to eye. "You have no idea of how much trouble
you are in. Do you?"
Chris gulped hard as he trembled before Rock, but he remained silent.
"You hit me with a chair twice, and then you mock my signature move, the people's elbow, which I might add
sucked."
Chris tried to bow his head, but Rock gripped his chin forcing him to keep eye contact with him.
"Look at me Junior," Rock growled.
Chris frowned at Rock's choice of words. A frown spread across his forehead.
Hunter smiled. It was just a matter of time before Chris' temper got the better of him.
"Lay down and spread your legs slut," Rock growled.
Chris' whole body stiffened at the command.
Hunter knew Chris was weighing his options closely.
Chris slowly submitted and laid down on the bed, slowly spreading his legs.
"Wider," Rock growled as he shoves them further apart. "It's not like you are a virgin."
Hunter grins as he watches Chris' fists clinch together and swing at Rock, but Rock is quicker and blocks the
blow. Chris gasps as Rock's fist connects with his lower abdomen, causing Chris to double over in pain.
"Bad mistake boy," Rock whispers in Chris' ear.
"He needs to be punished," Hunter whispered huskily as he removed his belt from around Chris' neck.
"Do tell," Rock said smiling.
"Up on all fours," Hunter commanded and he brought the belt down on Chris' back, careful not to break the
skin.
Chris yelped as he quickly complied. His round and firm ass protruding upwards and vulnerable to whatever
Hunter had planned.
Hunter moved behind Chris gently caressing the perfect globes.
Chris thought that Hunter would forget the punishment and just fuck him, but his hopes quickly vanished as
the belt came down hard on his exposed backside.
Chris tried to move, but Rock held him still as Hunter continued to bring the belt down. The smacking sound
of leather against bare flesh filled the room.
Chris squirmed in pain and was soon sobbing uncontrollably. He still couldn't believe that Hunter had
embarrassed and humiliated him in front of Rock.
Hunter looked down at the bright red marks maring Chris' perfect skin. His hands caressed and cupped the
heated, redden area smiling as Chris hissed in pain.
Rock grinned as he saw Hunter's cock swaying between his legs. "Lay back Hunter, I want to watch him suck
you," Rock said grinning as he grabbed a handful of Chris' hair. "You do want to taste what Hunter's cooking
don't you?"
Chris nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes. He obediently crawled between Hunter's spread legs. His hands
slid up Hunter's thighs as he leaned down and lapped at the head of his long,thick cock.
Hunter arched up off the bed as Chris' warm mouth engulfed him. Damn! He'd forgotten how talented Chris'
mouth and tongue really was.
Rock watched amused as Hunter squirmed as Chris' mouth pleasured him.
Rock moved behind Chris, lifting him until he was on his hands and knees. He cupped Chris' red globes and
spread them, staring at his small puckered hole.
Chris jumped as he felt Rock's tongue pentrate him. He felt Rock's hands grip his hips holding him still as he
violated him.
Chris moaned as Rock continued to probe and stretch him with his tongue. Not only did he have a people's
eyebrow, people's elbow, but that damn people's tongue was magical.
Hunter grinned as he looked around Chris and watched his lover tongue Chris. He couldn't complain, Chris
was giving him an award winning blow job.
Chris was moaning as bucking his hips backwards. Rock chuckled as he raised up and stroked his cock.
Chris jumped as the head of Rock's cock pushed into him. He gasped and gripped the sheets at huge the
people's cock was.
Hunter slapped his head, "Did I tell you that you could stop sucking?"
Chris whimpered as he continued to suck Hunter, while he was being ripped apart by Rock.
Rock gripped Chris' hips holding him still until he was fully sheathed deep inside of him.
"Rock!" Chris gasped as Hunter's cock slid from his mouth. Hunter grinned as he shifted on the bed so that he
could suck Chris.
Chris bucked his hips frantically as Hunter's warm mouth wrapped around his neglected cock.
As Rock thrust feverishly into Chris, Hunter sucked him hard.
A primal scream was torn from Chris' throat as he exploded in Hunter's mouth, while his anal muscles
clamped down Rock's cock pulling him over the edge with him.
Hunter grinned as he swallowed all Chris had to offer.
After a few minutes Rock and Chris fell to the bed exhausted, but the tension was no longer between them.
Hunter watched them amused as he stroked his neglected cock. Which one did he want?
He decided on Chris, since this might be the last time that Rock allowed him in their bed.
Chris whimpered as Hunter spread his legs and jabbed at his sore, violated opening with his hard cock.
Rock rolled over and watched amused. He'd just fucked Chris, and he couldn't blame Hunter for wanting to.
Chris arched up off the bed as Hunter fully penetrated him.
Hunter reached down and pinched at Chris nipples, eliciting a gasped moan from the younger man.
Hunter growled as he came hard, filling Chris with his seed.
Chris moaned in pain as Hunter slumped on top of him, but was too exhausted to shove him off.
Hunter waited for a moment then rolled off the top of him.
"Do you still want the Big One boy?" Rock asked smirking.
Chris whimpered, but didn't answer.
Rock snuggled up to Chris' front, while Hunter spooned in behind him and all three men fell fast asleep.
Chris awoke first the next morning sandwiched between the two older, larger men. A part of him wanted for
this moment to last, but he knew it couldn't.
He slid out of the bed and quickly pulled his clothes on. Before exiting the room he turned and gazed at the
slumbering lovers. He knew that he was no where close to being in their league.
Maybe winning the big one wasn't important as winning the small ones.
As the elevator doors opened Chris slipped inside, his body sore and aching.
"Looks like someone had a rough night," Shane McMahon said smiling as he looked at Chris' disheveled
appearance.
Chris jumped as he turned and saw Shane and Stephanie standing behind him with smirks on their faces.
Stephanie smiled as she leaned in and smelled the faint scent of sex clinging to him. "Looks like Rock had a
little fun last night," she said grinning.
"You know, we could help you Jericho," Shane said grinning.
Chris shivered as he caught the lustful look in Shane's eyes.
"I don't need your help," Chris growled.
"But I think you do," Stephanie said stroking Chris' hair, "you do want to win the big one right? We could
place that WCW title in your hands."
"For a small price," Shane said licking his lips hungrily.
Chris stared at them. He wanted that title bad, but at what price?
THE END