Tattoos and Touching
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WWF/WWE › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,167
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Tattoos and Touching
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Tattoos and Touching
"Dude, I sorry about tonight. You know how those high spots can go wrong." The rainbow haired warrior, Jeff Hardy's words trailed off as he gazed at CM Punk who was sitting on a bench holding a bag of ice to the back of his head from where the move had been botched. Examining the floor CM Punk sat there still without muttering a single word. Jeff looked over Punk's glistening body as he just wished that he could jump on him. There was something about Punk that sent the younger Hardy boy into bliss. Maybe it was his grunge apperance, maybe it was his personaility? All Jeff knew was that his pants were starting to become a tent. Finally looking up CM Punk saw Jeff's cloth covered penis looking him in the eye. Leaning back he said,
"What the fuck dude?"
Before long he got his answer when Jeff's country accent rang out.
"I dunno man this is just what you do to me. I want you. Bad."
Jeff expected to be punched in the mouth at that comment as Punk sprang to his feet letting the bag of ice that was easing his pain fall to the ground. But to Jeff's surprise CM Punk just looked at him and smirked.
"Is that so?" He said, he knew at that moment what he was going to do. It had been about three months since the last time he'd been laid and he wasn't going to let this one get away from him. Gripping Jeff's think black tank top he pulled the man towards him,
"Strip" was the only word he uttered as Jeff Hardy peeled out of his tank top and undid the belt on his pants, before dropping them to the cold locker room floor. Walking over to the door Punk turned the lock insuring the fact that they wouldn't be disturbed. Turning back to Jeff he gazed at Jeff's toned body standing there in nothing but a pair of CK boxers. Impressed at the tent in Jeff's pants Punk began to circle him, once facing Jeff's back he gently placed his hands on Jeff's hips and pulled him in so that his hardening dick pressed against Jeff's soft ass. On contact Jeff moaned. Punk began to thrust back in fourth on Jeff forcefully dry humping him sending Jeff into sexual frenzy. This felt so good to Punk that he started talking dirty,
"You like that? You want the real thing don't you?" In between moans Jeff would pant "Yes."
Punk began to run his hands through Jeff's hair as he thrust back and fourth bring his dick to its full 8 inches. Leaning forward into Jeff's ear he whispered
"Blow me."
Jeff waisted no time turning and dropping to his knees. He could feel his mouth starting to water as he gripped the waistband of Punk's blue wrestling trunks and pulled them down to his ankles. Lifting his right hand Jeff grabbed the base of Punk's dick and started to pump it slowly, causing Punk to drop his head back in aggonizing pleasure. Jeff knew what he was doing as his strokes moved even slower, after a few minutes of this tourture Punk finally said,
"Just put in your mouth, please." Satisfied with teasing his new lover Jeff placed his mouth around Punk's thick man meat. The heat coming off of Jeff's mouth was too much for Punk as he took Jeff by the back of the head and force fed him the rest of it. The locker room was filled with moans from Punk as Jeff Hardy deep throated his hard cock. Jeff was worshiping Punk with his tounge as he trailed down to Punk's hairless balls. Taking them both in his mouth Punk had to surpress a loud moan that he felt coming, by now Jeff had reached into his boxers and began to pump his own hard member. Punk didn't know how much more of this he could take so he pulled back and told Jeff "Get up." The young man did as he was told and got to his feet. With another smirk Punk said,
"Drop those."
As he motioned towards Jeff's underwear that were around his ankels before he could finish giving the command.
"Turn around and bend over."
Smiling again Jeff did as he was told. As Punk stood behind him and admired the sight for a second before positioning himself at Jeff's hole. Jeff moaned in anticipation as he gripped the bench as he felt Punk enter him. Jeff thought that he was going to be torn apart but after a few thrusts Jeff adjusted to the pain. Punk was loving Jeff's tight hole as he rammed into it with all of his might. Punk's sweat trickled down his body and onto Jeff's welcoming ass. Jeff moaned wildly as Punk filled him up, Jeff loved this feeling more than anyother, and he never wanted it to end, but he need it had to and that time was drawing near. Punk pulled Jeff back into an upright position as he slammed deeper into his willing hole. Every now and again Jeff would clench his cheeks again the firm cock which gave Punk even more of a sense of pleasure. Now Punk was close, he rammed his hard dick into Jeff two more times before crying out.
"Shit man I'm about to cum!"
No sooner as he had uttered those words he began spurting thick shots of cum into Jeff which was enough to send Jeff over the edge. As he spirted cum all over the bench. Pulling out of Jeff, Punk said,
"I forgive you."
Tattoos and Touching
"Dude, I sorry about tonight. You know how those high spots can go wrong." The rainbow haired warrior, Jeff Hardy's words trailed off as he gazed at CM Punk who was sitting on a bench holding a bag of ice to the back of his head from where the move had been botched. Examining the floor CM Punk sat there still without muttering a single word. Jeff looked over Punk's glistening body as he just wished that he could jump on him. There was something about Punk that sent the younger Hardy boy into bliss. Maybe it was his grunge apperance, maybe it was his personaility? All Jeff knew was that his pants were starting to become a tent. Finally looking up CM Punk saw Jeff's cloth covered penis looking him in the eye. Leaning back he said,
"What the fuck dude?"
Before long he got his answer when Jeff's country accent rang out.
"I dunno man this is just what you do to me. I want you. Bad."
Jeff expected to be punched in the mouth at that comment as Punk sprang to his feet letting the bag of ice that was easing his pain fall to the ground. But to Jeff's surprise CM Punk just looked at him and smirked.
"Is that so?" He said, he knew at that moment what he was going to do. It had been about three months since the last time he'd been laid and he wasn't going to let this one get away from him. Gripping Jeff's think black tank top he pulled the man towards him,
"Strip" was the only word he uttered as Jeff Hardy peeled out of his tank top and undid the belt on his pants, before dropping them to the cold locker room floor. Walking over to the door Punk turned the lock insuring the fact that they wouldn't be disturbed. Turning back to Jeff he gazed at Jeff's toned body standing there in nothing but a pair of CK boxers. Impressed at the tent in Jeff's pants Punk began to circle him, once facing Jeff's back he gently placed his hands on Jeff's hips and pulled him in so that his hardening dick pressed against Jeff's soft ass. On contact Jeff moaned. Punk began to thrust back in fourth on Jeff forcefully dry humping him sending Jeff into sexual frenzy. This felt so good to Punk that he started talking dirty,
"You like that? You want the real thing don't you?" In between moans Jeff would pant "Yes."
Punk began to run his hands through Jeff's hair as he thrust back and fourth bring his dick to its full 8 inches. Leaning forward into Jeff's ear he whispered
"Blow me."
Jeff waisted no time turning and dropping to his knees. He could feel his mouth starting to water as he gripped the waistband of Punk's blue wrestling trunks and pulled them down to his ankles. Lifting his right hand Jeff grabbed the base of Punk's dick and started to pump it slowly, causing Punk to drop his head back in aggonizing pleasure. Jeff knew what he was doing as his strokes moved even slower, after a few minutes of this tourture Punk finally said,
"Just put in your mouth, please." Satisfied with teasing his new lover Jeff placed his mouth around Punk's thick man meat. The heat coming off of Jeff's mouth was too much for Punk as he took Jeff by the back of the head and force fed him the rest of it. The locker room was filled with moans from Punk as Jeff Hardy deep throated his hard cock. Jeff was worshiping Punk with his tounge as he trailed down to Punk's hairless balls. Taking them both in his mouth Punk had to surpress a loud moan that he felt coming, by now Jeff had reached into his boxers and began to pump his own hard member. Punk didn't know how much more of this he could take so he pulled back and told Jeff "Get up." The young man did as he was told and got to his feet. With another smirk Punk said,
"Drop those."
As he motioned towards Jeff's underwear that were around his ankels before he could finish giving the command.
"Turn around and bend over."
Smiling again Jeff did as he was told. As Punk stood behind him and admired the sight for a second before positioning himself at Jeff's hole. Jeff moaned in anticipation as he gripped the bench as he felt Punk enter him. Jeff thought that he was going to be torn apart but after a few thrusts Jeff adjusted to the pain. Punk was loving Jeff's tight hole as he rammed into it with all of his might. Punk's sweat trickled down his body and onto Jeff's welcoming ass. Jeff moaned wildly as Punk filled him up, Jeff loved this feeling more than anyother, and he never wanted it to end, but he need it had to and that time was drawing near. Punk pulled Jeff back into an upright position as he slammed deeper into his willing hole. Every now and again Jeff would clench his cheeks again the firm cock which gave Punk even more of a sense of pleasure. Now Punk was close, he rammed his hard dick into Jeff two more times before crying out.
"Shit man I'm about to cum!"
No sooner as he had uttered those words he began spurting thick shots of cum into Jeff which was enough to send Jeff over the edge. As he spirted cum all over the bench. Pulling out of Jeff, Punk said,
"I forgive you."