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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Smack That

Author: Frey

Summary: Carlito, Masters and Orton are rooming together. The sexual tension is as thick as Chris Master’s thighs… One night, the boys are bored, so they decide to have a little fun. Who’d have thought Carlito would be such a slut? Hehe.

Rating: NC-17. I never write anything less, geez. Hardcore = my l♥ve.

Parings: Carlito x Chris Masters x Carlito x Randy Orton x Carlito (Carlito gets fucked A LOT lol)

Feedback: Yes, please! Reviews make me happy. No negative reviews, please. Constructive criticism is alright, though. *whispers* Gimme good reviews...

Characters: Carlito "Caribbean" Cool, Chris "The Masterpiece" Masters and Randy “The Legend Killer” Orton.

Betas: Microsoft Word spell check and me.

Author’s notes: I was watching Raw the night of Tuesday, September 26 (2006...Damn! This fanfic is old. XD) and while watching the 6-man tag team consisting of Carlito, Super Crazy, Chris Masters and Randy Orton, I couldn’t help but think naughty things. lol I mean, J.R. and King kept making comments on how Carlito and Orton “got it on” and Chris Masters’ “good looks”, etc. They provoked me too! lol I don’t see why I even have to explain myself… lol Hot wrestlers should fuck, ‘nuff said.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of WWE’s Superstars (including gimmicks, trademarks, etc.), or else I’d have boned them all by now. Well, just the hot ones anyway. *sly grin*

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Carlito stared up at the white hotel room ceiling, while lying back relaxing on one the Queen-size beds that occupied his room. This week, Carlito’s rooming assignment has been him, Chris Masters and Randy Orton. It’s been a little awkward so far, since they’ve been in this sort of rival storyline together. He didn’t really mind it; they were really nice to look at and all…but, being with them so often, and having to touch them… It just made Carlito feel something he hasn’t felt in a while. Lust.

“Yo, don’t mind me…” Randy announced after coming out of the steamy bathroom. His tan, tattooed, muscular frame was covered with a watery glaze. He had just spent the past half hour in the shower. That seemed too long for Carlito’s standards, for he kept his showers short. The Puerto Rican boy was that way because he was used to having to share a bathroom with siblings, but that is in the past for him now.

“Geez man, you take forever in there”. Carlito said to Randy with slight disapproval. Randy just responded to that with a “so what?” kind of arrogant look followed by the signature smirk. Carlito just shook his head and smiled. “Idiot” he whispered under his breath. The Caribbean boy just stretched his sore legs out on the spacious bed; the leg press really was a bitch. Three times 15 reps of 500 pounds on the 90-degree incline leg press, gotta keep them quads in good shape. “Guess I need a shower too…” said Carlito to himself. “Is it safe to go in there?” the Latino man asked The Legend Killer.

“Of course, if you don’t mind the cum on the shower wall.” Randy replied nonchalantly. Carlito gave Orton a disgusted look and raised an eyebrow in question. “Just kidding bro, geez” replied Randy with a chuckle. “Go ahead, knock yourself out”. As Carlito closed the bathroom door, Randy let his small hotel towel drop to the floor. He liked being naked, it made him feel sexy. Of course, he did not have to be reminded of that. John Cena’s constant jokes and the announcers’ remarks are enough to keep his ego bloated for years. Not to mention his crazy horny fans… but that’s another story. While Randy slipped on a pair of black briefs, Chris Masters opened the door to the hotel room.

“Hey dude, just got out of the shower?” he asked after flinging his duffel bag into the open closet. Randy’s hair was still wet, and his chest still bore some droplets of water, which made him look irresistible. Chris gave Orton a once-over, then proceeded to take of his shirt and fling it into the open duffel bag. “I’m beat…spotting Cena sucks”. Randy smiled at that, him and Cena having a sexually ambiguous past and all.

“I hear ya, bro. Cena likes to work his boys…uh, spotters.” He corrected himself quickly. Chris raised an eyebrow at this, but otherwise really did not seem to care. Randy let himself fall back onto the Queen-size bed parallel to the one Carlito was lying on before. “Mmhh…” Randy sighed, arching his back while stretching. Chris found that to be strangely hot, but pretended not to pay attention to the desirable man, which lay on the bed they shared.

“So, planning to hit any clubs tonight?” Chris casually asked Randy, trying to make some conversation to get his mind off things. Masters walked to the dresser across from the beds, took some Axe Touch, and sprayed a generous amount under his arms and on his torso.

“Naw, I’m staying in tonight. Maybe I’ll get drunk with Carlito” The Legend Killer joked. Chris chuckled at this and looked at Randy via the mirror in front of him.

“Dude, you’re retarded” Masters said with a lopsided grin.

“Care to join us?” asked Randy suggestively, ignoring Chris’ remark.

Just as Chris was about to answer Randy, Carlito emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a small towel, which barely covered his shapely thighs. He also had a towel wrapped around his head, which struck Randy as being oddly cute. Carlito rubbed the towel on his head a little before removing it, which caused a cascade of deep brown curls to spill out. Chris Masters looked up from the dresser in time to see Carlito do this, which made his breath catch in his chest. “Wow….” Chris thought to himself. He’d always thought Carlito was kind of cute, but that was just sexy. Carlito noticed the two pairs of eyes on his body, which made him slightly uncomfortable.

“Yo, guys… Staring much?” He said looking a bit paranoid. The two other men quickly looked away, saying nothing. Chris blushed lightly, feeling stupid for thinking that Carlito looked beautiful in that moment. Randy Orton just had a smirk on his face, his expression unreadable. Lust or arrogance? The two are often indeterminate with The Legend Killer. Carlito dropped his hair towel on his bed, and went to his suitcase to get some underwear and a pair of shorts. While watching Carlito’s apple-shaped bottom walk off, Randy got a great idea.

“Chris, come here…” he whispered to the beefier man. Chris plopped down on the bed next to Randy as Carlito disappeared back into the bathroom to change. “Tonight, about getting drunk and having some fun…” Orton started. Chris just nodded, trying to read Randy’s expression. “Well”, continued Randy with an eager smile. “I suggest we actually go through with that, it could be fun.”

“Even Carlito?” asked Chris, a hint of doubt in his voice. Randy nodded with a sly grin.

“Why not? I heard he’s a real slut when he’s drunk. That should be fun.” “Besides, you’ve seen the way he stares at us when he thinks we’re not looking”, Randy said cockily. “You know he wants to fuck us bad”. Chris just nodded, he agreed completely. “I say we give him what he wants…I wouldn’t mind some of that, mind you”, Randy said thoughtfully. Chris liked the sound of this, he grinned from ear to ear. Tonight’s plan: get drunk and fuck Carlito senseless. Wicked.

Carlito yet again stepped out of the bathroom in skimpy attire. It was only he and Randy in the room; Chris was nowhere to be seen. “Um, Randy…where did Chris go?” Carlito asked, cautiously approaching his bed.

“Eh, Chris went to buy some beer. We’re getting you drunk tonight, pretty boy”. Randy said with mischievous smile. Carlito raised an eyebrow at this, but said nothing. The Caribbean man turned around and smiled to himself. “Cool”. He thought to himself, very cool. This would be a great way to get action off both those beautiful men, and being drunk is the perfect excuse!

Sensing that Carlito was pleased with this, Randy lay back on his bed and took a short nap while waiting for Masters to come back with their booze.

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Randy awoke to Carlito giggling; being tackled on the floor by Chris Masters. They were rolling around, trying to get one another in a submission hold, but that obviously would not happen. Randy rubbed his eyes and got up, going right to the case of beer. “Right on”. He nodded, while popping the cap off the Molson Dry.

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A few beers later, the boys found themselves lying in a pile on the hotel room couch watching television. Nothing good was on, so Randy took it upon himself to liven up the evening. He suddenly grabbed Carlito’s crotch, and grunted. Carlito jumped at this and quickly slapped The Legend Killer’s hand off his groin area. Carlito was easily excited by the lightest touch on his “area”, Randy knew this of course.

“You damn skeeze, trying to get some off a drunk boy” Carlito said with a lazy smile. Randy grinned and nudged Carlito gently, which made him slide right off the couch, onto the floor. “Heyyy…” Carlito whined, landing on his butt.

“That’s for being a tease”. Randy joked, before sliding off the couch onto the floor, and pinning the smaller man beneath him. Chris Masters watched as Carlito uselessly tried to escape Randy. Carlito was too intoxicated, and Randy…well, Randy was just being Randy.

“Guys, don’t forget about me…” Chris slurred, before letting himself drop onto the floor next to them. Carlito grabbed Chris’ leg with his free hand and dragged him closer to him and Randy. The legend Killer’s breath mingled with Carlito’s for a minute, their faces only inches apart. Carlito tried to lift himself a bit to kiss Randy’s inviting mouth, but Randy shoved the Latino man back down.

“Nuh uh, I don’t think so…” Randy teased, sitting up slightly, now straddling Carlito. He kept the smaller man’s arms pinned to the carpet while Chris moved slightly next to Randy, leaning over Carlito. The Puerto Rican boy was starting to get annoyed, but before he could open his mouth to complain, Chris Masters planted a sloppy kiss on his full lips. Carlito closed his eyes, Masters tasted of beer… Carlito moaned into Masters’ mouth; someone was massaging his growing bulge. “You like that, eh Carlito?” Randy growled. Carlito just arched his back in response, he couldn’t do much else considering his mouth was covered by Chris’ and he was pinned to the floor.

“Come on, let me do something” Masters pleaded to Randy after wiping his mouth. Carlito laid there, like a vision of wanton beauty, his head resting on a mass of his beautiful brown curls. He looked up at Randy and Chris with childlike innocence, waiting for their next move. A lopsided grin spread across Chris’ lips as he took Randy’s place, straddling Carlito and hovering over him. “Hey baby, you want some of this?” Chris asked while grabbing his crotch, clearly drunk. A sly smile crept across Carlito’s lips as he nodded silently, keeping his eyes on Chris’.

As Chris lowered himself down to kiss Carlito, the smaller man grabbed a hold of The Masterpiece, and flipped him over, reversing their position. Chris reacted slowly, only complaining after being under Carlito for a few moments. Carlito smirked down at the larger man, pleased with himself. Carlito took a hold of Chris’ left hand and guided it to his own bulge. “Touch it”. Carlito said bluntly, pressing Chris’ hand on his obvious bulge. Randy was getting annoyed for being neglected, and grabbed Carlito by the hips and pulled him off Chris Masters, then getting him in the full nelson. “Heyyyy” Carlito complained, trying to wriggle out of Randy’s hold. Chris sat up as Randy released the Puerto Rican man, and then crawled towards him on his hands and knees.

“Bad kitty”, Chris said. Oh, he was drunk all right. Bad kitty? No matter… Carlito lay back on Randy, between his legs and pressed up against the Legend Killer’s torso. Chris Masters closed the gap between them all, now making it look like a Caribbean Cool sandwich. Hot. Carlito could feel Randy’s growing erection pressing against his lower back, which caused him to shiver slightly. Masters started to kiss Carlito’s neck softly, while pulling the smaller man’s shorts off. Carlito squirmed between the two larger men, and moaned as he felt Randy’s hand massage his hard cock through the material of his briefs. Carlito dug his fingers into Randy’s thighs and leaned back into him, his head now resting on one of the Legend Killer’s shoulders.

Randy kissed Carlito’s left earlobe softly, as Chris trailed butterfly kisses down the Caribbean man’s torso. Carlito was in heaven, two hot drunken men all over him. This had to be another wet dream.

Carlito groaned as he felt Masters grip his throbbing member, now released from the confinements of his underwear. “Uhnn…” Carlito moaned as Chris started to stroke the smaller man off. Carlito felt one of Randy’s hands slide down between where his back was and Orton’s crotch was located, Randy needed to attend to himself too. Carlito felt Randy’s hardness graze his butt, which was still covered by a pair of red briefs. Randy played with one of Carlito’s nipples while he slid his other hand down the back of Carlito’s underwear.

“H...Hold on” Carlito stuttered, his voice thick with lust. He got up slightly to pull down his briefs completely, and flung them far. “That’s better” he sighed, leaning back into Randy who was now very ready for some action. Chris started to go to work on Carlito’s cock, giving him a wicked blowjob. Carlito moaned loudly at this, and also because Randy started to inch a couple of fingers into his tight bottom. Carlito gasped sharply, Randy didn’t exactly lube up before fingering him. “Randy... Can you, uh! Lube...” Carlito managed to say, on the verge of orgasm. Randy reached back into the cracks of the couch pillows, where he’d dropped his tube of lube before. Carlito threw his head back and moaned loudly as Chris Masters’ hot mouth brought him to climax. Carlito slumped back into Randy and Chris wiped Carlito’s sticky fluids of his face.

“On your hands and knees” Ordered Randy, who was now all lubed up and ready for some real action. Randy licked one of his fingers before grabbing Carlito’s hips, “Mmm. Green apple flavour. You’d like this stuff, Carly” Randy chuckled. Chris got on his knees, kneeling right in front of Carlito. Masters grabbed the smaller man’s face and squeezed his cheeks, causing Carlito’s lips to pout.

“So cute…now suck it” Masters grinned wickedly, and shoved Carlito’s face right into his groin. Carlito gripped Chris’ thick cock from the opening of his jeans fly and licked all down its length like a Popsicle. Chris moaned loudly and grasped a handful of Carlito’s curly locks as the Latino boy worked him. Randy slid a lube-coated thumb over the Puerto Rican man’s tight entrance, and then slid it in a bit. Carlito arched his back and moaned as much as one could with a mouthful of cock. This sent vibrations down Chris’ length, which caused him to quiver with absolute pleasure. Randy then grabbed Carlito’s left ass cheek and spread him open, while guiding his cock to that caramel-coloured ass with his other hand. Randy groaned as he slid deep into Carlito, he was so tight and hot. So good. Carlito whimpered as Randy started to thrust forcefully into him. As Randy pounded into the Caribbean boy, Carlito was jerking Chris off right next to his open, eager mouth. Masters groaned loudly as he came into Carlito’s waiting mouth, filling it with his juices. Carlito let the thick fluid drip down his tongue and face like all his favourite porn stars did. Chris wiped some of his own juices from the corners of Carlito’s mouth towards his lips, forcing him to lick it off Masters’ finger. Carlito bit down on Chris’ thumb as Randy pounded into Carlito one last good time, causing them both to climax.

Carlito moaned as he felt Randy fill him up with hot cum before pulling out. The Legend Killer panted and sat back, his head swimming with ecstasy. Carlito’s knees quivered and gave out beneath him and slumped to the carpeted floor. Masters on the other hand was still ready for some more; he wouldn’t let Carlito off that easy. He wanted some of that sweet ass too. Chris reached down cupped Carlito’s chin to lift his face so he could face the bigger man. Carlito’s lips were pink and slightly puffy, his cheeks rosy and his eyes misty. He looked so good to Chris right now, it was incredible.

“You up for some more, Carly?” Chris asked lustily to the Caribbean man, which he had completely to himself now. Randy was in the shower, he was done for the night. Selfish. Carlito smiled slightly while biting his lower lip, looking up at that muscular piece of man. Did he ever want more… Fuck, he wanted to hit that ever since he laid eyes on The Masterpiece. Masters stood up so he could fully remove his pants, he reached for the waist of his jeans, but Carlito did it for him. He pulled his pants and boxers off in one shot. He was suspiciously good at that… Carlito moved backwards seductively onto the couch and beckoned Chris over with his index finger.

“Come here baby, I wanna ride that thing real good”. Carlito said licking his lips. Chris practically pounced onto Carlito, pinning the smaller man into the soft couch. Masters attacked the Caribbean man’s mouth with hungry kisses, making Carlito moan into his mouth. He wanted it now. Carlito and Chris switched positions, Masters now sitting on the couch and Carlito straddling him. “I’ve wanted to feel this in me for a long time…” Carlito said, his voice thick with desire. He stroked Chris’ hardness, and then proceeded to slick it with some apple-flavoured lube. Chris growled as Carlito slowly lowered himself onto Chris’ thick, 9-inch piece of meat. Carlito clutched Chris’ neck and held on to him tightly as the bigger man started to thrust into him.

“Damn Carlito…” Chris groaned. “You’re just too good!” A choked gasp escaped Carlito’s lips as Masters thrust into him harder; he fucked so much better than Randy. Carlito slid his hands over Chris’ hot torso as he bounced on him, as the sounds of skin slapping against skin and running water mingled.

“Oh baby, oh fuck!” Carlito moaned, throwing his head back. Chris was just too much for him, too good. He was in heaven. Before Carlito could moan again, Chris seized the smaller man’s lips and kissed him forcefully while clutching his thighs. As Carlito rose upwards to meet Chris’ rhythm, The Masterpiece forced Carlito down hard, causing the smaller man to see stars. “Oh shit!” He cried. If Chris kept this up, Carlito would be cumming in no time. Carlito’s moans grew frantic and louder as Chris thrusted faster into the Caribbean boy. “I want you…ah! I want you to c-come inside of me!” Carlito half spoke, half gasped. Chris buried his face in Carlito’s neck and bit him softly, then sucked on his soft flesh. Carlito couldn’t take it anymore, he had to…he had to come. “Oh CHRIS!” Carlito moaned loudly, as he came. The Puerto Rican man shuddered as he felt something hot fill him, Chris groaned loudly and bit into Carlito’s shoulder, which caused the smaller man to cry out once more.

Carlito collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. He felt Chris’ hot fluids trickle out of him and down his thighs…He liked that feeling, it made him feel dirty. Chris let himself collapse onto Carlito, resting his head on the Caribbean man’s chest. Their chests rose and fell heavily as they breathed deeply; they were tired and very much satisfied.

“Chris, you’re amazing” Carlito said softly, looking down at Chris who was resting on him. Masters looked into Carlito’s eyes and smiled.

“Thanks babe and you’re wild”. He grinned. Chris then noticed the bite mark he left behind on Carlito’s shoulder, which was reddening as he spoke. “Oh, baby… I’m sorry about that.” Chris said, reaching up and gingerly touching the wound he inflicted on his lover.

“It’s just a love bite,” Carlito said, blushing. “I’ve had worse”. Chris raised an eyebrow at this and chuckled. Chris looked down and noticed all the semen they spilt on the couch and laughed.

“Damn… the hotel will be needing a new couch, we really nastied up this one”. Carlito stroked Chris Masters’ hair lovingly and smiled.

“Hell yeah”.

Randy emerged from the bathroom in a pair of pajamas, clean and ready for bed. He noticed the pair had dozed off on the couch, so he went to get a blanket to cover them. Carlito was sleeping soundly, as was Chris. “Damn…” thought Randy to himself. We really wore Carlito out. He smiled as he draped a hotel blanket on the sleeping Superstars then went off to hit the sack. “That was a good night, we should do that again sometime” Randy thought, before closing his eyes.

End.

I hope you all enjoyed this fic! I know it's old, but I felt like posting it anyway. *sigh* I miss the days when Carlito and Masters were tagging together. It was hot. :( Anyway...
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