Rating: NC-17, PWP
Original Date of Completion: November 2001
Pairing: Randy Orton/Shawn Stasiak
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and not meant to suggest anything about any of it's participants. I do not own any of the characters in this story. In this case, they are all owned by World Wrestling Entertainment Inc.
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The day had finally arrived. After months in OVW, Randy Orton had finally been called up to work dark matches for the WWF. He couldn't have been more excited about it. And not just for the fact he had "made it to the big time". Most of his excitement came from the memories running through his head about his last encounter with Shawn Stasiak.
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He remembered it vividly. It was early May. Randy had decided to take an independant booking in Cincinatti. When he arrived, he checked the match listings, and saw he was scheduled to job to Shawn Stasiak. Randy immediately began to imagine what it would be like to be in the ring with Stasiak. To have their muscular bodies rubbing together. To be close enough to smell the sweat dripping down Stasiak's rock hard ass. Just the thought of being able to touch Stasiak sent chills all down Randy's spine. And those chills ended up in his massive 9 inch dick, causing it to become semi erect. Randy immediately cleared his mind and went to dress for his match. He hoped that his cock would behave itself, long enough for him to job. Normally, he'd be upset about jobbing. But with Stasiak, he'd have no problem laying down for him. Randy just wished he could do it after the match, out of the ring, buck naked in his hotel room.
Randy was able to control his cock for most of the match. But as he went for a hurricanrana, just the thought of having his cock that close to Stasiak's face caused him to become semi hard. And with 9 inches, semi hard is easily noticeable in the skimpy trunks he was wearing that night. He hoped Shawn wouldn't notice, and tried to clear his mind as he had earlier. But things didn't work out that way this time. As he took Stasiak over with a head lock, Stasiak began to talk to him, and it wasn't to call out the next spot.
"Meet me at my hotel, room 243, after the event," Stasiak said as he attempted to pin Randy from the head lock posistion.
"What?" Randy asked, not believing his ears.
"I can tell you want it, I do too, take a look,"
Randy glanced downward quickly and noticed a pretty sizeable bulge in the pink shorts Stasiak was wearing. He could not believe it. Stasiak wanted him just as bad as he wanted Stasiak. Randy was still staring at Stasiak's bulge as Stasiak started speaking again.
"Don't make it obvious dude. Let's just get this match over and go get physical somewhere else,"
"Okay,"
Randy quickly let Stasiak up from the head lock, and they went on with the finish laid out for them earlier in the night. After the bell had rung, Randy made his way back to his locker room and quickly got his things together. As he slipped his jeans on, he had to reach down and adjust his massive 9 incher. Thoughts of the things he could do with Stasiak refused to leave his mind. Once he had made his bulge not so noticeable, he made his way from the arena and quickly hailed a taxi. He gave the driver his destination, and less than 5 minutes later he was stepping from the taxi and making his way into the hotel.
He made his way to an elevator and quickly pressed the button for the second floor. His cock was beginning to ache with anticipation. Once the bell had went off signaling his arrival at the second floor, he was waiting eagerly for the doors to open, like a dog who really needed to go outside. His dog needed to go somewhere, into Shawn Stasiak's hot ass.
Randy stepped out onto the second floor and began to look around for room 243. He found it at the end of the hallway. He knocked cautiously and reached down to adjust his now throbbing 9 incher. Seconds later Stasiak came to the door, in nothing but a G-String. Randy began to salivate; Stasiak looked good enough to eat. 'All in due time.' Randy thought to himself.
"Come on in," Stasiak said in a deep sexy voice.
Randy glanced around the hall to make sure no one was looking, then made his way into Stasiak's room. He dropped his bag by the door then made his way over to the bed. He sat down next to Stasiak, and Stasiak began to graze his hand slowly up Randy's thigh. Only inches above the knee, Stasiak's fingers connected with the head of Randy's throbbing meat through his jeans. Randy shuddered involuntarily, causing Stasiak to giggle slightly. Stasiak continued to stroke Randy through his jeans, and leaned over and whispered into his ear.
"You're hot as hell. I want to taste every inch of your body," Stasiak whispered, licking Randy's ear.
"Anything for you sexy," Randy replied, reciprocating with a lick to Stasiak's ear. "But first," He said again, reaching over and slipping his hand through the front of Stasiak's G-String.
Randy grasped Stasiak's hefty 7 incher in his hand and began to fondle it. He yanked his hand forward, snapping the G-String from Shawn's body. Shawn's cock sprung to action, and Randy began to jerk him slowly. Shawn moaned out and lay back on the bed. Randy continued to jerk Shawn painfully slow, coaxing a drop of pre cum to leak from his cock. Randy took that as his cue, and devoured Shawn's cock in one swallow. Shawn moaned out loudly and thrust up into Randy's mouth. Randy began to show Shawn what an experienced cock sucker could do, using all the skills he had learned on Shawn's throbbing member. He soon had Shawn squirming, and moaning out loudly Randy's name. Randy took his pleasure to the next level, when without warning he jammed a finger into Shawn's hot ass. Shawn moaned out loudly and thrust up deeply down Randy's throat, almost causing him to gag. But Randy was able to maintain, and kept sucking with gusto while fingering Shawn's tight ass. Randy could feel Shawn's thrusting becoming more frequent, and he knew he'd soon get a taste of Stasiak's juice. He started to bob up and down Shawn's cock with a passion, and seconds later, Shawn screamed out he was cumming and thrust up into Randy's mouth one last time. Randy stayed on Shawn's cock as he felt load after load hit the back of his throat. After he had felt Shawn shoot over 8 shots, he let Shawn's still hard cock slip from his mouth.
Randy lay back on the bed, and Stasiak pulled him to him. Stasiak kissed Randy roughly on the mouth, getting a taste of his own cum. Stasiak wasted no time in shucking Randy's shirt to the floor and diving onto his rock hard pecks. He quickly began to tongue bathe Randy's nipples, causing Randy’s cock to become even harder than it had been all day. As Stasiak's tongue began to drift lower, he quickly unbuttoned Randy's jeans and pushed them off and to the floor. Randy very seldom wore underwear, and this time was no different. Stasiak quickly took Randy's throbbing 9 incher into his mouth, but could only get it halfway in before gagging. Randy was used to that, no one had ever been able to deep throat him. But what Shawn couldn't swallow, he made up for with his hand. Randy was in complete heaven as half of his cock was in Shawn Stasiak's hot mouth, and the other half was being jerked off. Randy knew, with pleasure like this, it wouldn't be long before he came. But he didn't want to cum in Shawn's mouth, he wanted to deposit his man seed in Stasiak's rock hard ass.
"Shawn, I want to fuck you," Randy spoke, out of breath.
"I've been dying to hear you say that," Stasiak replied, moving up on the bed and laying on his back.
"I've got lube in my bag," Randy said again, attempting to get up from the bed, to only be pulled back by Stasiak.
"Fuck lube, give it to me rough,"
"You sure?"
"Shut up and dick me," Stasiak growled sexily.
There was no disagreeing with that for Randy, and he quickly threw Stasiak's legs over his head. He placed himself at Stasiak's opening, and without warning drove his cock into Stasiak's hot ass. Stasiak screamed in pain, but Randy didn't remove himself.
"You okay?"
"Keep going stud," Stasiak returned out of breath.
Randy started slowly pounding Shawn's ass, but then quickened his pace. Stasiak must've gotten used to the monster inside him, because he began moaning out loudly for Randy to go faster. Randy happily obliged and began to dick Shawn Stasiak like a wildman. Stasiak was moaning Randy’s name out loudly, and clenching his ass around Randy's cock with each thrust. Randy could feel the bubblings of an orgasm in his balls each time they slapped against Shawn's ass. Randy had never had such a great piece of ass in all his 21 years. Stasiak knew just how to work his ass, and in turn work Randy's cock. Stasiak's moaning of Randy's name only increased Randy's thrusting speed. After almost 20 minutes of having his cock buried in the hottest ass he'd ever seen, Randy moaned "I'm cumming" into Shawn's ear and deposited 10 thick shots of his seed into Shawn Stasiak's hot ass.
Completely spent, Randy pulled himself from Shawn's ass and lay down on the bed. He felt Shawn cuddle up next to him, and he spent the rest of the night with Shawn Stasiak in his arms.
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Randy could not stop thinking about his encounter with Stasiak. When he arrived at the arena, he deposited his stuff in the locker room, and then went to catch a glimpse at the match listings. He felt his cock instantly harden when he saw his match:
Randy Orton vs. Shawn Stasiak
The End
© 2001 Triple X
