John slung his bag over his shoulder before heading toward the exit of the
gym. He didn't feel like a workout anymore, especially not when Masters was
going to be there the whole time, grinning and gloating. As he stormed from
the building Cena took a moment to try and regain his composure, the bet
wasn't over yet and as long as there was time he still had a chance of
turning things around. Three guys was a lot but it wasn't impossible, he
just had to turn the charm on!
As he walked out into the parking lot of the gym Cena took in his
surroundings and tried to decide on a new location. It was too early to head
to the arena for Raw, no one else would be there and heading back to the
hotel would mean running into Shelton or Angle again and as appealing as
that prospect might be he didn't have time for either of them right now so
instead he climbed behind the wheel of his car and started to drive around.
And it was as he drove that he allowed his mind to wonder to Shelton.
It had been nice waking up with Shelton laying next to him this morning he
couldn't deny that and he couldn't deny that part of him felt a little
guilty that he'd given Masters the tape of them from the previous evening
but he dismissed that feeling for the time being. There would be plenty of
time to wonder about his feelings for Shelton after the bet was finished.
Today he had to be focused on winning and on knocking the smug grin off of
Masters face. It was fair to say that things had gone how he'd originally
envisioned them during the course of this week. He'd pictured this being a
lot easier then it had turned out to be.
But Cena was woken from his thoughts by the blaring of his cell phone.
"Cena..."
"Hey John, it's Hunter we need you to come by the arena. We've got some
stuff planned for tonight that we need you to run through."
Silently Cena cursed his luck, it looked as if he was going to be stuck in
production meetings for the rest of the day, which would make winning this
bet near impossible.
"Ok man, I'm on my way now."
"See you in a minute then, yeah?"
"Yeah."
And with that Cena spun the car around and headed toward the arena...
***
Cena hit the mat harder then he'd expected and felt the air rush from his
lungs. For a moment he lay there gasping uselessly before he was able to
take in another air to satisfy himself and reduce the panic that had started
to hit him.
"Excellent man, let's do it just like that tonight guys!"
Cena heard the voice of Triple H echo in his head for a moment before he
slowly lifted himself back up from the floor to see Triple H smiling in his
direction.
"That was really good John and thanks for giving up your money to run
through it."
"No problem."
Cena gently dusted himself off a little and made to leave the crowded ring.
Triple H, Shawn Michaels and all five members of the Spirit Squad were all
squashed into the ring and Cena needed to get some air.
"If you guys are done with me I'm gonna head off and maybe hit the gym...?"
"Yeah we're finished here I think John."
Again Hunter smiled a silent thanks for the wasted morning and Cena spun on
his heels and headed toward the backstage area. Being thrown around by The
Spirit Squad was not his idea of a productive or fun morning.
"Hey Johnny you off to the gym?"
"What?" He hadn't been expecting the question to come and had been caught
more then a little off guard by it but he managed to process it quickly
enough. "Yeah."
"Can we get a lift? Our car died on the way here..."
Again Cena spun on his heels and was this time greeted with the smiling and
hopeful looking faces of the Spirit Squad. He took a moment to repress a
smile before nodding his response.
"Sure. I've got the room." Suddenly things were looking up!
***
It was a tight fit to get all five members of the Spirit Squad into the
rental but they'd managed to squeeze in and now Cena was slowly pulling into
the deserted parking lot of the gym. The fact that the parking lot was
deserted was a good sign; at least Cena hoped it was. If the parking lot was
deserted then it was likely that the gym itself would be and that would
things a lot easier. Gently brought the car to a stand still and slowly the
six occupants pulled themselves out of the car.
A series of thanks and no worries were exchanged between Cena and the Squad
as they made their way into the locker room of the complex and Cena said a
silent thank you as a quick glance around revealed that the parking lot had
indeed been a good sign. The place was practically empty and as John threw
his bag down onto a bench in the locker room he couldn't help but smile. His
smile only grew as he glanced around the room and watched the five members
of the Spirit Squad pulling themselves out of their jeans and t-shirts into
more casual gym wear.
Cena didn't know what he'd been expecting but as each member of the Squad
pulled their shirts off he was pleasantly surprised. It was hard to tell how
each man shaped up from their ring gear but as each man stripped off Cena
had admit that all of them were shaping up damn well and Cena could feel his
dick twitching to life as the five men stood in their boxers. He had to
admit there were some nice packages on display in those tight shorts and
some even better asses.
"You ok Johnny?"
"Huh?" He hadn't realized it but whilst the members of the Squad had managed
to strip down to practically nothing he was still stood in his jeans, and
t-shirt.
"You ok?"
"Oh, yeah I'm fine..." For a moment his eyes traveled over the pack as all
of them turned their attention to him. "I was just...well...I was just
wondering why it is you guys never take your shirts off in the ring! I
thought that maybe you were all hiding beer bellies or something but..."
As Cena gestured the five muscled bodies that stood in front of him a short
burst of laughter circled the room before dying out awkwardly.
"So you like what you see Johnny boy?" The question had been posed by Mitch
who was now slowly heading toward Cena in nothing but a tight pair of black
briefs. "Because from what I remember nothing on display here tops what
you're hiding away..." Mitch's hands closed around Cena's t-shirt and lifted
it up and over the Champs head before Mitch took a step back and along with
the rest of the Squad admired Cena's toned upper body.
"But do you know what I'm wondering..." It was Johnny who was approaching
Cena now with a smile on his face and a pair of small white briefs
protecting his modesty. "I'm wondering if The Champ is as big down below as
on top..." Johnny's hands fumbled with Cena's belt for a moment before
pulling it open and pulling Cena's jean shorts down around his ankles.
Slowly Cena stepped out of the shorts, kicking his shoes off in the process
and allowed the eyes of The Spirit Squad to move over his near naked body.
All that was left to remove were a pair of tight fitting black chain gang
boxers.
"I'm wondering exactly the same thing!" It was Nicky who spoke these words
and he was quick to step in front of Cena in just a pair of tight white
boxers that were leaving very little to the imagination. And as he stepped
out in front of Cena he slowly extended his hand and gently cupped Cena's
package. "It feels nice and big..."
Cena pulled Nicky toward him and suddenly the two men were kissing, their
tongues deep inside one another's mouths and their hands desperately running
over one another's bodies. As Cena broke the kiss Nicky's mouth moved down
to the hard left nipple of Cena and slowly his tongue circled the skin
before flicking at it and placing it between his teeth.
As Nicky started work on Cena's left nipple Kenny pounced onto his right one
and began to gently nibble on it before sucking on the hard skin. And as
Kenny worked on the right nipple Mitch moved in and he and Cena were soon
locked in a kiss with their tongues sliding over one another. And whilst
Mitch kissed Cena Johnny and Mikey were busy down on their knees tugging at
Cena's tight fitting boxers forcing them down to his ankles and exposing his
increasingly hard dick.
Slowly Mikey and Johnny allowed their tongues to work their way up the
inside of each of Cena's strong thick thighs before tackling his large
smooth balls. Each man claimed one as his own, teasing it with their tongues
before placing it into their mouths and sucking or gently biting.
"It's time to give him some of the special Spirit Squad treatment..." It was
Mitch who had spoken and he had directed his words solely to the rest of the
Squad who all nodded in unison before guiding Cena to an empty bench and
laying him down. And as Cena lay down Mitch took the base of his large,
thick, hard cock in his hand and pointed it directly up. "Ready boys?" Again
the rest of the Squad nodded.
Slowly all five men launched their tongues at the base of Cena's cock and
began to snake their way up the large thick shaft toward the head. Five
tongues sliding over one another as they worked their way up Cena's shaft,
sending endless waves of pleasure through the Champ! Cena had to fight to
keep control of himself as The Squad began to work at his cock as one. Five
tongues and five pairs of lips licking and kissing at his shaft was nearly
enough to push him over the edge.
"Ah fuck!"
"You enjoying yourself Johnny boy!" It was Nicky who had spoken this time
and as he spoke he was working his way back up Cena's hard body, leaving his
teammates to continue work on Cena's cock as he moved up the washboard abs
toward the large slabs of meat that were Cena's pecs.
"Ah fuck yeah!"
"We knew you would!" Now it was Kenny's turn to remove himself from Cena's
dick and begin to work his way back up the hard muscular body of the champ.
His tongue quickly found Cena's pecs and nipples and was once again busy at
work as the three remaining members of the Squad continued to work on Cena's
cock, their tongues and lips brushing over and playing with the large hard
cock.
"But this is just the beginning Johnny boy!" Mitch was now moving up Cena's
body stopping for a moment to allow his tongue the time to trace the outline
of Cena's abs before snaking up between the busy heads of Nicky and Kenny
and arriving at Cena's own mouth. For a moment the two men hesitated before
locking in a kiss.
As Cena and Mitch kissed Cena felt a mouth finally closed around the head of
his cock as another tongue was working at the base of his cock. Snaking it's
way around the thick base as the mouth began to move down his cock,
swallowing it inch by inch.
"Oh fuck!"
Mikey had devoured his cock as Johnny's tongue continued to lick and flick
at the base of his cock and his smooth balls. Slowly Mikey began to move his
mouth up and down Cena's shaft as Johnny's tongue continued to explore his
shaft and balls, John had never felt anything like this. And whilst Mikey
and Johnny focused on Cena's cock Kenny and Nicky were still focused on his
upper body. Their tongues, hands and lips working at his nipples, abs and
pecs, whilst Mitch went to work on Cena's neck and occasionally shared a
kiss with the Champ. The pleasure was amazing but as quickly as it had begun
it stopped.
"He's ready boys, it's show time!"
The Spirit Squad all pulled away from Cena and allowed The Champion to sit
up as the lined up in front of him. Each of the five men were still in their
boxer briefs and all of them were sporting noticeable erections as Cena
continued to look them up and down.
"Now Johnny boy you get to sit back and enjoy a little Spirit Show!"
As Mitch spoke Kenny dropped down to his knees in front of him and began to
lick and kiss at the large bulge within the tight briefs Mitch wore. Quickly
his mouth placed the bulge into his mouth and began to suck on it as Mitch's
hands closed around his head and encouraged him to keep going.
Whilst Mitch and Kenny paired off Nicky, Johnny and Mikey shared a three-way
kiss with one another before Mikey dropped down to his knees and began to
let his mouth and hands work on the bulges within Nicky's and Johnny's
briefs. And as Mikey went to work Nicky and Johnny continued to kiss and
Cena's dick grew harder then he'd ever known.
Meanwhile Kenny had finally pulled down the tight briefs of Mitch and
released the hard cock within. It stood at an impressive eight inches as
Kenny slowly ran his tongue up the shaft before circling the head and
running his tongue back down the shaft. Cena's eyes were glued to the action
in front of him as Mikey released the dicks of Nicky and Johnny from their
briefs and took both men's cocks into his mouth and began to work his way
down them. Cena instantly saw the problem in this course of action, Nicky
was a lot bigger then Johnny, whilst Johnny's cock stood proudly at a good 7
inches Nicky's had to be at least 9, not that this put Mikey off. He
continued to devour both cocks whilst Kenny continued to tease Mitch running
his tongue around the base of the large dick before working his way back up
the shaft.
As Cena watched this action unfold his hand moved down into his gym and
fumbled for the camera within. It took him a few seconds but he soon found
it and managed to set it up so that the lens was just peering out of the bag
and recorded the action as it unfolded. And with the camera set up Cena then
closed his hand around his own dick and slowly began to work at it. Pulling
back on his shaft before releasing it and repeating the process, picking up
more speed with every stroke. It took Mitch just a few seconds to notice
this...
"Mikey, I think Johnny boy wants some special attention..."
Somewhat reluctantly Mikey released the dicks of both Nicky and Johnny and
crawled toward Cena and instantly closed his mouth around the thick purple
head of the Champions cock. And as Mikey swallowed the cock down an inch at
a time Johnny dropped to his knees in front of Nicky and began to swallow
his 9-inch monster down. Kenny meanwhile was busy at work sucking Mitch, his
head moving up and down Mitch's hard cock at an alarming rate.
And as Mitch was getting sucked he felt Nicky's hand slowly move down his
lightly muscled back to his tight pert ass. Gently Nicky squeezed at Mitch's
checks before running his finger down the lightly haired crack and locating
Mitch's hole. Slowly Nicky circled the hole, teasing it before carefully
pushing his finger into Mitch who let out a groan in response and leaned in
to kiss Nicky. The two men stayed lock in the embrace for a moment as
Nicky's finger slowly started to work at Mitch's hole forcing it open with
every move.
Cena continued to watch all of this unfold as Mikey continued to expertly
move his mouth up and down his hard cock. And as Mikey sucked he decided to
follow the example of Nicky and slowly slide his hands down Mikey's back
toward the waiting pert ass checks. For a moment Cena squeezed at the smooth
muscled checks before sliding his finger into Mikey's tight hole and forcing
a groan to escape Mikey's mouth. A groan that sent vibrations through Cena's
cock and drove him crazy. So crazy that he continued to work at Mikey's hole
in the hope of producing more. And as Cena worked at Mikey's hole he heard
Mitch's voice once again echo through the room.
"It looks like our two big dicks are ready for some ass..."
Again these words acted as a cue for The Squad and quickly they sprung into
action. Within a matter of seconds Mitch, Kenny, Johnny and Mikey were lined
up in front of a bench with their backs and ass's toward Cena and Nicky.
Nicky shared a smiled with Cena before gesturing toward the line-up in front
of them.
"You chose which one you want first..."
