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CHAPTER 2--- Show you the downlow
"Shit..." Whispered John Cena, he's never felt so alone, or scared. He knew what these men were capable of, in and out of the ring. They were tough sons of bitches, and they always got what they wanted…Through force, of course. JBL left Cena on the bed, quivering and fearfully anticipating what his fellow WWE Superstars would do to him.
John gasped as he felt nails graze down his bare torso, then a somewhat heavy pressure on his hips. Someone was straddling him. "You son of a bitch..." The unknown wrestler said, looking down at John Cena with utter loathing. "Think you're the best, you're the champ..." He continued, as he traced Cena's trembling lips with his coarse thumb. "Y2J's gonna show you what a real champ can do." John's eyes widened beneath the blindfold that covered them, he did not want to know what Jericho would do. "Chris... Man, come on.. We're all buddies here.." John Cena managed, his mouth dry and throat tight. "That's what you think, bitch. When I'm done with you, you'll wish you lost the WWE Championship belt to me."
Chris Jericho must've gotten off John Cena, for he no longer felt the pressure of another human being sitting on his lower body. He felt somewhat relieved, yet nervous. "Hey, Carlito. Come give me a hand over here." Jericho motioned to Carlito with a venomous smirk on his face. The other man hopped off the chair he was resting on and walked to Jericho's side. "Yes, Chris?" Chris Jericho looked Carlito in the eye and said through gritted teeth; "Hold him down for me, will you? I know he'll squirm." Those words sent a feeling of panic through John Cena's body, but just before he tried to bold upright, he felt two strong hands holding his arms down, pinning him to the hotel bed. "Oh John, you fucking slut. There's no getting away from me." Jericho said as he straddled John Cena once again, Carlito holding his arms down from behind. Carlito bit his lip and eyed the man he was holding down. 'He has a pretty impressive body...' The man thought to himself.
A flash of towel brought Carlito back to reality as he saw Jericho ripping it off the restrained man. Chris Jericho watched John Cena's chest rise and fall; his breathing became laboured in fear. He didn't want to move, they might have weapons somewhere, he didn't want his body to be ruined..or die for that matter. He heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped, followed by Carlito going; "Oh.." That's it; John knew what they were going to do. How could he be so naive? He uselessly squeezed his eyes shut, as if to make this all go away, but of course.. Reality’s a bitch. John felt a hand slide up his thigh, which was strangely arousing in his very uncomfortable situation. He felt a few pairs of eyes on his naked body; he turned his head to the side in shame. "I'm gonna make you want it." He heard Chris Jericho say, right before he felt a current of hot breath on his member. John's eyes widened beneath the blindfold which hid them. 'Oh my god...' John thought to himself; 'he's going to..'.
Carlito grinned while watching Chris Jericho go down on John Cena, who was willingly laying still. 'This is fucking hot..' thought Carlito to himself, watching Jericho's blonde head bob up and down between Cena's legs. He moaned as he felt himself becoming aroused, he was a sucker for blondes. John Cena couldn't help but groan, Jericho was good. He'd always imagined getting blown by him, but not like this. This was rough, hateful.. John grit his teeth as he felt Jericho's teeth grazing down his length, making him throb even more. Chris then clutched Cena's throbbing member, all while licking the head and pumping it, he slid his hand down his own pants, caressing his growing heat. Who knew rape would be so exciting.
While Carlito and Jericho were double-teaming John, the others sat deep within the hotel suite, plotting what they would do to their poor captive. "I wanna fuck that tight ass 'till he cries". Said Chris Masters bluntly, with a devilish smirk. "Hey, I want a go at the bitch too, don't loosen him up." Replied Randy Orton in a joking manner. "I know he's been eyeing this for a while, and I'm more than glad to give him a taste." The legend killer said smugly, while grabbing his sizeable bulge. Masters cocked his head to the side and threw a glance and Randy's crotch. "Eh.. But it's no mastercock." He said with a cocky grin. "Boys, boys..." JBL interrupted the two men; "There's enough of the champ to go around." "Ah, shut up JBL, you're just here to watch". Snapped Masters at the "wrestling god". "Yeah, so sit back and enjoy the show..." Randy said smoothly, his facial features becoming sensuous.
John Cena was practically choking on Carlito's length, also trying not to cry while being pounded by Chris Jericho. The blonde thrust into Cena mercilessly, taking out his frustrations on the other man in the most degrading way possible. "Oh, fuck! Your ass is so tight!" Said Jericho breathily, thrusting into John Cena once again. As the other boys were conversing in another room of the hotel, Chris Jericho and Carlito had gotten John Cena to submit to them, him now being on his hands and knees, taking in both Carlito and Jericho's members. He's been fucked before, but this just made the champ feel like a whore...and he kind of liked it.
John Cena moaned as Jericho hit his prostate, sending waves of pleasure up his body. Carlito grasped Cena's head as he did so, the other man's moan sending vibrations down Carlito's length. "Mmm, yesss...." Hissed Carlito in his Latino accent, arching his head back as the heat of John Cena's mouth seemed to engulf him. Jericho pounded violently into Cena, his face contorted in painful pleasure, his member being swallowed up by John's tight inner walls. He could feel himself on the verge on climax, so he thrusted one last time, hard and deep. John Cena nearly screamed as he felt Jericho's hot cum filling him up inside. Carlito pulled his throbbing member out of John Cena's mouth and gave himself a good jerk before cumming in the other man's face. Carlito groaned then let himself flop back onto the bed, his ass hitting a soft pillow.
John Cena came for the second time that night, moments after Carlito did in his face. He panted and lay there, feeling the warm liquid drip down his chin and tasting its saltiness in his mouth. Jericho had pulled out before Carlito had, and had walked off to the bathroom to shower. John Cena wiped his mouth and lay there, the abused orifice between his buttocks throbbed and he felt light headed.
He heard the voices in the other room become louder as the three other men approached. As Carlito staggered off to the bathroom, John Cena thought to himself; 'That wasn't so bad... I expected a beating, but all I got was some slap and tickle.' He grinned to himself, lying there naked on the bed. "Bring it on, bitches. I can take you all".
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TBC....
Third chapter coming up soon! And you guessed it, Cena gets a little Randy and Mastercock. lol JBL just watches, don't you worry.
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