Heartbreak Hotel

Heartbreak Hotel


****The FIRST fic in the Through the Good Times and The Bad Bret/Shawn slash series. There's a number of stories, all which DON'T go together, just revolve around a certain theme: Bret and Shawn are married. These are the stories of their life together, whether it may be for the better, or for the worst. Some twists on actual events may occur in alot of these stories BUT they make no claim on either man's TRUE sexuality.***


Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Shawn Michaels/Bret Hart
Disc: Not my peoples, they is their own and their own they is
Summary: Shawn and Bret have to stay at a cheezy theme motel while being forced to travel on the road. Takes place in the boy toy years when Shawn's hair was *really* fluffy, Bret was extra hot, and the hate was good and strong! :-D

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January 5th, 1994

Bret's POV

How did I get stuck with this ass again? I mean really- what did I do? Did I piss Vince off somehow? Did I unknowingly break a mirror? Hell. This fuckin' sucks, and that's all I know. Especially his driving. I dug my fingers into the door handle, terrified of dieing in a massive accident. But then again, we were the only ones driving down a barren road, so my chances of death by Shawn's driving are low- Certianately not impossible, but low. Given a chance, I'm sure he'd find a way to make the impossible quite possible.

"I can't believe it! Why the hell would Vince make us drive together anyway? You're a wet blanket, I hate you, and you're absolutely NO FUN at all!" Shawn complained as he braced his head up on his hand.

"You're no picnic either, Michaels. I think you personally are the biggest whore I've ever seen. I've heard about you walking around in nothing but those stupid chaps of yours to seduce men in the locker room. Nothing like being known for your one night stand ability, huh Shawn?"

"At least people want to have sex with me, Bret. Unlike some people in this car who are way too grouchy to have fun."

"I have fun!" I protested. I do too! It's just that my type of fun isn't being bent over a pool table and defiling it, it's actually playing the game it's intended for. Call me crazy but when I get into a hot tub I go in to relax- not to well... I'm sure everyone can imagine what Shawn does in a hot tub.

About an hour later after driving in silence, I glanced over to Shawn again. His pouty lips were parted slightly in concentration. I felt something stir- unfortunately below my belt. Maybe it was us being trapped in the car for too long. My eyes traveled downward helplessly to his chest to where his nipples were poking out just slightly in the thin tee shirt material. I had the sudden urge to dump my bottle of water on him so I could just see a little more. Oh my god, what the hell's wrong with me?! I seriously need to get laid.

I just hopped he didn't notice me starring. I think he might have but who knows. "Do you think YOU could drive for a minute, Bret? I'm getting a little tired."

"Sure." We switched sides, and I resisted the urge to grab a quick grab of his ass as he sat down on the seat. IT HAS TO BE THE HEAT. Yes, heat is why I'm horny. Heat is making Shawn look good. Yes, its the heat...

"Can I have some of your water?" He asked picking up my bottle.

"Sure."

I watched him pop the lid, and before he brought it to the lips, my penis decided to do some thinking. I drove a bit off the road, making the water splash out of the bottle and splashed onto his chest. The water clung to his shirt and made his nipples stick out a little more. "BRET!!!!"

"There was an armadillo in the road! I swerve for animals, Shawn."

"I'm soaking wet now, thanks a bunch." He muttered and crossed his arms. The water incident ceased my bizare Shawn craving some, and I was able to concentrate. A few hours later, I glanced over at him again. His long legs were spread open, the tight material stretched over his sexy legs. Fuck. He grunted softly in his sleep and turned to his side. There was his juicy ass again, round and plump beneath his jeans. I couldn't resist it, I reached over and touched his ass gently. It was so firm, yet soft. I bet his skin feels good and sweet too...

"Mmph." Shawn grumbled and I took my hand away. Oh crap. I hope he won't remember that... Out in the distance I saw the outline of a motel. Hm. Beggers can't be choosers and as long as I don't end up with a knife in my back in the shower because of some stupid inn keeper I'm happy. I turned into the parking lot and glanced up at the building.

"Sweet Erotica and Theme Suites. Vacancy." The last place I would ever want to stay with Shawn is in an erotic themed enviroment. The heat is making me do absolutely weird things, and I might be tempted... "Hey bitch boy, wake up!" I said and shook his shoulder.

"Uhhh... I'm not finished sleeping yet." He grumbled and rubbed his eyes. "Sweet Erotica Theme Suites... Bret what the hell?"

"It looks like this may be the only motel in a thirty mile radius." I said glumly and grabbed my bag.

Shawn grumbled something I couldn't make out and together we walked up to the motel office

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I opened the keys to a room that Shawn found very comforting. The Heart Room. Everything was hearts or red. The bed was heart shapped, there was a heart rug, and the lamp had little dangly hearts coming off of it. Oh, and how great is it when a motel room comes with it's own set of mirrors gracing the walls and ceiling. Shawn brushed his bangs back and shurgged off the wet tee shirt. "I feel right at home."

This is kind of nice. I can see every thing- So if Shawn tries to sneak up on me, he really can't! Hah! He flopped down on the bed, stretching out luxoriously. I flat out stared at him, I can't help it... He's 21-the same age as Owen-, I'm 28. I know it's a pretty big age gap, maybe that was turning me on too. I stared at his trim hips, the jeans slung down a little low on his hips... My mouth went dry- I needed a drink desperately.

"Something wrong, Bret?" He asked and flicked the mane of soft dirty blonde hair over his shoulder.

"Need a drink." I mumbled and went into the bathroom. "Holy hell!"

"What?" Shawn asked and ran in. "Look at that tub! That's awesome!"

I should have known, a heart shapped tub. And more mirrors! Joy.

"I need a bath." Shawn grinned.

"You go right ahead." I said and started out of the room. I caught a glimpse of Shawn pulling off his jeans. I gasped slightly at his perfect ass, now naked and infront of me. I fought to turn away from the sight. I headed back into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. It was quite comfortable, surprisingly. Though it was bizarely shapped, and I wondered how the two of us would sleep in it with out constantly touching. My cock gave a twitch, and I started rubbing my crotch through my jeans.

"Hey Bret, come and join me!" He called from the bathroom. "There's plenty of room and the water's really great!"

Join Shawn in a tub. How bad could that be? It was just a bath, right? Yeah, just a bath. Washing, touching, soap ...fucking. Pulling him over, pushing him down on my lap, burrying myself deep inside. "Sure."

I pulled off my clothing, and then noticed I was pretty hard- I couldn't let Shawn see. "Is that a cochroach over there?" I asked and pointed to the back wall.

"Yuck! WHERE?!" Shawn gasped and looked around wildly. I quickly took off the rest of my clothing and slid into the water before he could notice my erection. Thank god for the bubble bath, that's all I have to say.

"Sorry, I thought I saw one- But I guess I was wrong." I said with a shrug.

"Don't scare me like that, geez ya bastard." Shawn grumbled and crossed his arms.

"I had no idea you didn't like bugs."

"Well, I just don't like to find one crawling around on my fucking face, okay?"

I laughed and flicked some water over at him. "Whimp."

"Oh I am, am I?!" Shawn shouted and tackled me. We went down in to the water. His hand brushed across my throbbing cock, and he instantly resurfaced. "Perv! You're turned on!"

"Well I-I.." I sputtered and flushed a deep crimson.

Shawn went quiet for a few minutes- like he was contemplating something. "You want me, don't you..." He finally said, purring and moving toward me.

"Shawn..."

"You want to burry your cock right inside... Fuck me so nice and hard, pummeling my pretty little ass into oblivion, huh..." He cooed and backed me into a corner, putting his hands on the edge of the tub.

I bit my lip and nodded. "Oh yeah I do, I want to fuck you so hard Shawn Michaels..." I grabbed his hips, pressing the head of my cock into his enterance.

He lost his grip and grabbed onto me, clinging to my neck. We were about to have sex in a heart shapped tub- the concept is strange to me. I've strictly been a sex in the bed type of person. Water splashed around the tub as Shawn rocked down on my length.

"Feels good baby, doesn't it?" I said trying to put more of him down on my erection.

"Mm, no. Not yet- I want to have some fun first." Shawn grinned and got out of the tub. "Come on Hart, follow me and try to keep up..."

I trailed behind him, my erection pulsating with every step he made. I stared at that hot ass of his, burning the image of his toned body in my mind forever.

"Lay down on the floor, Bret." He ordered. Confused but eager, I laid down on the ground. He sat down on my upper chest, his cock inches from my face. He didn't have to tell me what I needed to do. I sucked on the tip a little, making him moan. I grinned at the sound, licking the head hard. I grabbed the shaft and pumped it a little.

"Mmm, Bret..." He whispered, and before I could say anything he had flipped around with his head between my legs. He purposely avoided my cock and squeezed my thighs. He lifted them a little and started tonguing my ass.

I returned the favor, shoving my tongue deep down inside him. He arched upwards a little when I bit him in the cheek- gently of course.

"Owch, Bret!"

"Shh." I grinned a little wider, gently nipping at his skin. I grabbed his scrotum in my mouth, gently scraping my teeth along the sensitive skin. He was begging it, pleading for me to fuck him like mad. I was nearing the edge too, and the way Shawn was brushing his cheek against my erection didn't help either.

I rolled him on to the floor and pushed him up onto the heart shaped bed. Shawn put his fists in my hair and started laughing softly.

"What's so funny?" I asked wondering if I should feel insulted or not.

"I never knew how you felt about me. I figured you might be just a little bit after you saw me on the trampoline a few days ago. But I just wasn't sure."

I thought back to that day. Owen, Davy, Jim and I were at the training center. I broke away from them to cool off in the night air when I heard some one on the trampoline out back. I walked around to the edge of the woods, and saw Shawn bouncing on it. I hid behind a tree to watch him, transfixed at how graceful he was. He was wearing a pair of tight tiny shorts that kept riding up on his ass. His shirt was a white button up, and from the looks of it he had a tee shirt underneath it. His hair bounced around in a ponytail hold - up and down... up and down... Just like his cute little ass. I watched him do a flip in the air, and is if by magic, he shed his top shirt. It fluttered to the ground, leaving him in just a tee shirt and shorts. I stared blantently at his hot legs, whipping drool from my mouth as he did a mid air split. Off went that the tee shirt, and before I could blink off went the shorts too! Down went his hair, and up went willy. I rubbed up against the tree like mad, watching a very naked Shawn hop up and down, his soft hair falling down around his shoulders. I was so hard, it ached like crazy. "I had no idea you knew I was there." I said and paled slightly.

"Damn." Shawn moaned. "You're so hard, Bret... Were you this hard that night when you watched me jump...?"

"Oh god... What do you think baby?" I said and pushed into his enterance a little.

"Uhhmm fuck me Bret... Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" Shawn begged and pulled on my hair.

"I want to see your ass first." I said and slapped him on his upper thigh.

Shawn turned around and raised himself on his hands and knees. He spread his legs, giving me no other choice to plunge my tongue down deep into his hole. He moaned and fell forward on his elbows. "Oooh god..."

"I would love to just eat you like this..." I said between attempts of pushing my tongue in deeper. "But I gotta fuck you."

"THEN DO IT!" Shawn shouted and spread those pretty legs. My cock was pretty much slick as it was so when I pushed into him I was burried to the hilt into him. His moaning inspired him to go in deeper, shoving my hard prick. I snapped my hips back and forth, pummeling his prostrate over and over again.

"Yes Bret- YES!" He whimpered. My thrusts were getting so hard that his legs were raising off the bed. I started toying with his cock, pumping up and down and squeezing harder. "OH!" He cried and his walls clamped down on my cock. He came hard onto his chest, and I shot my seed up inside of him. We collapsed on a heap on the akward bed, panting and kissing.

"You're so hot Shawn..." I mumbled against his temple.

"So... Now... You owe me dinner."

I looked down at him curiously. "Pardon?"

"You can't just get sex for free because you're horny. I want dinner out of you for it too."

"Ugh. Fine. JUST dinner." I said and rolled over to my end of the heart.

2004-

Some how- not quite sure how it happened... But dinner became lunch which became dancing at a club that evolved into an engaement that ended up in a wedding. And now, ten years later, I'm a happily married man still as much in love as I ever been.

Shawn came up behind me and kissed the back of my head. "I'm going out to bounce on the trampoline."

I watched his tight ass walk by in those tiny white shorts, button up white shirt and his long hair in a neat ponytail. His tanned skin made the white really pop out. I licked my lips and ran out after him. "Hold up baby! I'll spot you!"

FIN