Hayes comes out to the ring with Trick Williams following him. Things between them have been rocky lately, so it means a lot to Hayes that Williams is there, having his back. Hoping to get that spark back between them, Hayes wears his short red shorts instead of his long tights, hoping that William's will appreciate seeing his ass in them.
Zevran paces around his corner of the ring waiting for his opponent to climb in the ring. He wears a singlet, definitely a size too small, as it clings to his body almost as if it were painted on. But it shows off his curves nicely, which really is his only goal.
Hayes and Zevran start the match locking up, pushing back and forth trying to overpower the other.
"Come on Melo!"
Hearing Williams cheer for him gives Hayes more motivation and he's able to get the advantage, shoving Zevran back into the turnbuckles. He hits a couple of shoulder blocks and then backs away to catch his breath. When Zevran staggers out the corner Hayes comes at him with a pump kick to the head. Zevran stumbles back, the ropes saving him from falling on his ass. But it doesn't save him from Hayes, who charges at him with a clothesline, knocking him up and over the ropes to the outside of the ring. Williams grabs at the fallen Zevran pulling him up, but the ref is watching, so Williams lets go and raises both hands innocently as he backs away. Zevran doesn't let Williams get too far away, grabbing the wrestler's hands and placing them on his chest, sliding them down his singlet to his groin. Hayes sees this and slides out the ring, shoving the men apart.
"What the fuck?" he yells at Williams before slapping him in the face.
He turns to Zevran, ready to unleash more of his anger on him, but Zevran ducks hist fist. He picks Hayes up and drops him on his knee for an atomic drop and follows it up with a clothesline, knocking him on his back. Zevran then marches over to Williams, rubbing his hand gently on William's cheek where Hayes slapped him.
Hayes sees this and hurries back up charging at Zevran. He tucks his head down for a spear, but Zevran dodges out of the way and Hayes nails Williams, landing on top of him.
"Oh shit, sorry," Hayes says, though part of him feels like Williams deserves it for engaging with Zevran.
Zevran pulls Hayes off of Williams and tosses him into the steel pole, hitting his shoulder bad. He sticks his hand out for Williams to grab, to pull him up, but Williams hesitates.
"I got you," Zevran says.
As tempted as Williams is, he shakes his head.
"Come on..."
Williams brushes Zevran's hand away. Just as the pornstar looks away to focus back on Hayes, Hayes comes up with a forearm strike to Zevran's head. He hits him with a DDT and then tosses him back in the ring. He sticks his hand out for Williams to grab. Williams pauses for a second, like it could be a trap. Hayes has a sincere look in his eyes so Williams takes his hand and stands back up. Hayes pulls him in for a hug, seemingly making amends, before returning to the ring.
Zevran is on his feet, but in a daze. Hayes grabs the pornstar and whips him across to the opposite corner. He charges toward him, but Zevran hops out of the ring on to the edge. Hayes stops before crashing into the turnbuckles and elbows him, causing Zevran to bend over. Hayes hops up and hits a rope hung scissor kick. Zevran falls on the edge of the ring, dangling like he could fall to the mats. Hayes yanks on his leg, dragging him back in the ring and goes for the pin. One. Two. Thr-- Zevran lifts his shoulder in time.
Hayes doesn't believe it, but he knows he's within reach of putting Zevran down for the full three-count. He lifts Zevran up and hits him with an uppercut. The pornstar wobbles backward, but stays upright. Hayes grabs his wrist to whip him across the ring, but Zevran reverses it. Hayes rebounds back and then gets Zevran with a tilt-a-whirl facebuster. Zevran crawls away to the ropes, towards Williams. Hayes pulls the rope up from under him, choking him, while keeping an eye on Williams. The ref comes over and breaks up the illegal move, getting Hayes off Zevran, who chokes trying to get a breath in. Hayes grabs at Zevran's leg to drag him back to the center of the ring, but the pornstar grabs a hold of the ropes. He twists around and kicks Hayes in the head, getting him to let go of his other leg. It seems to work, until Williams strikes Zevran from behind. Hayes then grabs Zevran's legs again and pulls him up with all his strength looking like he's going to hit him with a powerbomb. But Zevran flips all the way over his shoulder and lands behind Hayes. He shoves Hayes forward through the ropes into Williams. Hayes lands hard, but fights through the pain to stand up, only to see Zevran flying over the ropes with a plancha, landing on top of him. Zevran bounces back up and turns to Williams. With the ref eyeing him, Williams raises his hands again trying to back away. Zevran backs him into the guard rail and then turns around and twerks on Williams, grinding his ass into the wrestler's crotch. Williams lights up, seemingly liking this Zevran's moves. Hayes sees what's going on and runs over, pulling Zevran off of him and hitting him with a side suplex. As much as he wants to slap Williams again, he keeps his focus on his opponent, shoving Zevran back in the ring and following after him. As Zevran stands back up Hayes runs across the ring and springboards off the ropes with a clothesline, taking him down. Zevran gets back up and Hayes strikes him in the head with his fist, and again, enraged that he'd make a move on Williams in front of him like that. He swings again, but Zevran ducks and nails him with a Russian legsweep. As they both get up, Hayes hits a low pele kick, keeping Zevran down. Hayes then scrambles over to the corner, climbing up to the top turnbuckle, looking to finish Zevran with his Melo Don't Miss.
"You've got him, Melo," Williams claps.
Hayes doesn't want to hear Williams cheer for him, not with all the flirting he's done with Zevran. He glares at Williams to shut up. And in that few seconds Zevran sprints up and shakes the ropes, causing Melo to fall down on the pole right on his groin. Zevran steps on the middle turnbuckle and grabs Hayes's trunks lifting him up for a superplex. The pornstar slides on top of the wrestler: One. Two. Three.
Zevran raises his hands, surprised by the upset victory he pulled on Hayes. Hayes can't believe it, staring daggers at his opponent. Zevran rips off the straps of his singlet, and then winks at Williams, a "thank you" for the distraction. Hayes turns to Williams and sees him smile back at Zevran, adding salt to his already wounded heart.
Zevran paces around his corner of the ring waiting for his opponent to climb in the ring. He wears a singlet, definitely a size too small, as it clings to his body almost as if it were painted on. But it shows off his curves nicely, which really is his only goal.
Hayes and Zevran start the match locking up, pushing back and forth trying to overpower the other.
"Come on Melo!"
Hearing Williams cheer for him gives Hayes more motivation and he's able to get the advantage, shoving Zevran back into the turnbuckles. He hits a couple of shoulder blocks and then backs away to catch his breath. When Zevran staggers out the corner Hayes comes at him with a pump kick to the head. Zevran stumbles back, the ropes saving him from falling on his ass. But it doesn't save him from Hayes, who charges at him with a clothesline, knocking him up and over the ropes to the outside of the ring. Williams grabs at the fallen Zevran pulling him up, but the ref is watching, so Williams lets go and raises both hands innocently as he backs away. Zevran doesn't let Williams get too far away, grabbing the wrestler's hands and placing them on his chest, sliding them down his singlet to his groin. Hayes sees this and slides out the ring, shoving the men apart.
"What the fuck?" he yells at Williams before slapping him in the face.
He turns to Zevran, ready to unleash more of his anger on him, but Zevran ducks hist fist. He picks Hayes up and drops him on his knee for an atomic drop and follows it up with a clothesline, knocking him on his back. Zevran then marches over to Williams, rubbing his hand gently on William's cheek where Hayes slapped him.
Hayes sees this and hurries back up charging at Zevran. He tucks his head down for a spear, but Zevran dodges out of the way and Hayes nails Williams, landing on top of him.
"Oh shit, sorry," Hayes says, though part of him feels like Williams deserves it for engaging with Zevran.
Zevran pulls Hayes off of Williams and tosses him into the steel pole, hitting his shoulder bad. He sticks his hand out for Williams to grab, to pull him up, but Williams hesitates.
"I got you," Zevran says.
As tempted as Williams is, he shakes his head.
"Come on..."
Williams brushes Zevran's hand away. Just as the pornstar looks away to focus back on Hayes, Hayes comes up with a forearm strike to Zevran's head. He hits him with a DDT and then tosses him back in the ring. He sticks his hand out for Williams to grab. Williams pauses for a second, like it could be a trap. Hayes has a sincere look in his eyes so Williams takes his hand and stands back up. Hayes pulls him in for a hug, seemingly making amends, before returning to the ring.
Zevran is on his feet, but in a daze. Hayes grabs the pornstar and whips him across to the opposite corner. He charges toward him, but Zevran hops out of the ring on to the edge. Hayes stops before crashing into the turnbuckles and elbows him, causing Zevran to bend over. Hayes hops up and hits a rope hung scissor kick. Zevran falls on the edge of the ring, dangling like he could fall to the mats. Hayes yanks on his leg, dragging him back in the ring and goes for the pin. One. Two. Thr-- Zevran lifts his shoulder in time.
Hayes doesn't believe it, but he knows he's within reach of putting Zevran down for the full three-count. He lifts Zevran up and hits him with an uppercut. The pornstar wobbles backward, but stays upright. Hayes grabs his wrist to whip him across the ring, but Zevran reverses it. Hayes rebounds back and then gets Zevran with a tilt-a-whirl facebuster. Zevran crawls away to the ropes, towards Williams. Hayes pulls the rope up from under him, choking him, while keeping an eye on Williams. The ref comes over and breaks up the illegal move, getting Hayes off Zevran, who chokes trying to get a breath in. Hayes grabs at Zevran's leg to drag him back to the center of the ring, but the pornstar grabs a hold of the ropes. He twists around and kicks Hayes in the head, getting him to let go of his other leg. It seems to work, until Williams strikes Zevran from behind. Hayes then grabs Zevran's legs again and pulls him up with all his strength looking like he's going to hit him with a powerbomb. But Zevran flips all the way over his shoulder and lands behind Hayes. He shoves Hayes forward through the ropes into Williams. Hayes lands hard, but fights through the pain to stand up, only to see Zevran flying over the ropes with a plancha, landing on top of him. Zevran bounces back up and turns to Williams. With the ref eyeing him, Williams raises his hands again trying to back away. Zevran backs him into the guard rail and then turns around and twerks on Williams, grinding his ass into the wrestler's crotch. Williams lights up, seemingly liking this Zevran's moves. Hayes sees what's going on and runs over, pulling Zevran off of him and hitting him with a side suplex. As much as he wants to slap Williams again, he keeps his focus on his opponent, shoving Zevran back in the ring and following after him. As Zevran stands back up Hayes runs across the ring and springboards off the ropes with a clothesline, taking him down. Zevran gets back up and Hayes strikes him in the head with his fist, and again, enraged that he'd make a move on Williams in front of him like that. He swings again, but Zevran ducks and nails him with a Russian legsweep. As they both get up, Hayes hits a low pele kick, keeping Zevran down. Hayes then scrambles over to the corner, climbing up to the top turnbuckle, looking to finish Zevran with his Melo Don't Miss.
"You've got him, Melo," Williams claps.
Hayes doesn't want to hear Williams cheer for him, not with all the flirting he's done with Zevran. He glares at Williams to shut up. And in that few seconds Zevran sprints up and shakes the ropes, causing Melo to fall down on the pole right on his groin. Zevran steps on the middle turnbuckle and grabs Hayes's trunks lifting him up for a superplex. The pornstar slides on top of the wrestler: One. Two. Three.
Zevran raises his hands, surprised by the upset victory he pulled on Hayes. Hayes can't believe it, staring daggers at his opponent. Zevran rips off the straps of his singlet, and then winks at Williams, a "thank you" for the distraction. Hayes turns to Williams and sees him smile back at Zevran, adding salt to his already wounded heart.
It's not going to help improve things between Hayes and Williams now that Hayes lost his match tonight. Of course he blames Williams for not helping him. For flirting with his opponent right in front of his face, distracting him, causing Zevran to pin him. He has a jumble of feelings swirling around his head, but when he returns to the locker room and sees Williams isn't around, he feels relief. Not only is Williams gone, but his gear isn't there, so it's safe to say he left without saying goodbye.
"Hello," Zevran says with a devious smile.
Hayes feels even more relieved knowing that Williams's flirting didn't progress into something more with Zevran. "Hey."
Zevran is standing there with just a towel around his waist. Water dripping off his body, highlighting his muscles a nice shine. How did Hayes not notice how good he looked in the ring? Hayes can't help but get hard.
"I just wanted to apologize if I caused that little tiff between you and Trick," Zevran says, sounding more flirtatious than sincere.
"It started long before you," Hayes says.
"Still I don't think helped."
No, Hayes thinks, you did not. He tries to recall the last time Williams and him had sex. It's been about month. Or has it been more? Either way, he's starting to get restless, and seeing Zevran practically naked certainly isn't helping.
"It's cool," Hayes says, turning away to keep Zevran out of his line of sight. He grabs his phone to text Williams: Can I C U 2nite?
He holds his breath as he waits for the blinking dots to turn into a reply.
Williams: Going 2 bed.
Hayes sighs. He doesn't want to have another night alone, jerking himself off.
Hayes: U don't want to wait up 4 me? ;-)
Since their fight (is it a fight?) started Williams has insisted on having separate hotel rooms. Sure, their rooms are right next to each other, but they might as well be in separate hotels. The first time they slept apart, they still hooked up, but since then Williams has been coming up with all sorts of reasons to reject Hayes.
Williams: I'm tired.
Hayes clenches his hand into a fist. Williams isn't not even putting effort in coming up with an excuse to turn him down. He begins typing a reply: R U sure?
But he stops before he hits send. How is he having to beg for sex? Pathetic.
"Are you sure?" Zevran asks.
Hayes looks back at the pornstar, thinking he was reading his unsent text. But Zevran is across the locker room, pulling up his thong.
"Are you sure, it's cool?" Zevran repeats himself.
"Actually, it's not."
Hayes sets his phone down and struts across the room to Zevran. He puts his hands on Zevran's shoulders, squeezing his delts. "It's getting really hot in here."
Zevran smiles, wrapping his hands around Hayes's waist, letting their groins rub against each other with only the thin layers of Hayes trunks and Zevran's thong separating them. Hayes looks at Zevran, seeing the lust in his eyes. Yes, this is what I want, Hayes thinks. He then closes his eyes as they press their lips together. He feels his dick grow even harder. Zevran presses his hands on Hayes's lower back as he slides his tongue in the wrestler's mouth.
"Wait, I can't do this," Hayes pulls back.
Zevran immediately deflates.
"I mean, I can't do this here," Hayes clarifies. "In the locker room. Someone might see us."
"Yeah, so? There's nothing wrong with that," Zevran nips at Hayes's lips again.
"I can't risk word getting back to Trick," Hayes insists.
"Maybe that's what needs to happen to help resolve your issues," Zevran says, now kissing down Hayes's neck.
"No, that would crush him," Hayes says. He knows Williams better than anyone else, and if Williams heard that Hayes hooked up with Zevran he would never talk to Hayes again. As much as he's sexually frustrated with Williams, Hayes doesn't want to push him away forever.
"And this," Hayes gestures to himself and Zevran, "This has nothing to do with Trick. This is just a much needed outlet."
Zevran rubs his hands on Hayes's chest, feeling his nipples getting hard when his fingers brush against them. "Okay, where do you want to fuck me then?"
"You got a hotel room?" Hayes asks.
"No, but my place is an hour away." Zevran flicks his tongue at Hayes's right pec, before sucking on it.
"Ahhhh..." Hayes sighs. An hour is too far away, not when he has to wake up early in the morning for a flight. Zevran laps Hayes's left nipple, repeating what he did to the right, trying to coax him into just fucking in the locker room. "I guess, you can come to my room," Hayes says.
Zevran stops sucking on Hayes's pecs and looks him in the eyes, "I'm going to come in your room too."
"Hello," Zevran says with a devious smile.
Hayes feels even more relieved knowing that Williams's flirting didn't progress into something more with Zevran. "Hey."
Zevran is standing there with just a towel around his waist. Water dripping off his body, highlighting his muscles a nice shine. How did Hayes not notice how good he looked in the ring? Hayes can't help but get hard.
"I just wanted to apologize if I caused that little tiff between you and Trick," Zevran says, sounding more flirtatious than sincere.
"It started long before you," Hayes says.
"Still I don't think helped."
No, Hayes thinks, you did not. He tries to recall the last time Williams and him had sex. It's been about month. Or has it been more? Either way, he's starting to get restless, and seeing Zevran practically naked certainly isn't helping.
"It's cool," Hayes says, turning away to keep Zevran out of his line of sight. He grabs his phone to text Williams: Can I C U 2nite?
He holds his breath as he waits for the blinking dots to turn into a reply.
Williams: Going 2 bed.
Hayes sighs. He doesn't want to have another night alone, jerking himself off.
Hayes: U don't want to wait up 4 me? ;-)
Since their fight (is it a fight?) started Williams has insisted on having separate hotel rooms. Sure, their rooms are right next to each other, but they might as well be in separate hotels. The first time they slept apart, they still hooked up, but since then Williams has been coming up with all sorts of reasons to reject Hayes.
Williams: I'm tired.
Hayes clenches his hand into a fist. Williams isn't not even putting effort in coming up with an excuse to turn him down. He begins typing a reply: R U sure?
But he stops before he hits send. How is he having to beg for sex? Pathetic.
"Are you sure?" Zevran asks.
Hayes looks back at the pornstar, thinking he was reading his unsent text. But Zevran is across the locker room, pulling up his thong.
"Are you sure, it's cool?" Zevran repeats himself.
"Actually, it's not."
Hayes sets his phone down and struts across the room to Zevran. He puts his hands on Zevran's shoulders, squeezing his delts. "It's getting really hot in here."
Zevran smiles, wrapping his hands around Hayes's waist, letting their groins rub against each other with only the thin layers of Hayes trunks and Zevran's thong separating them. Hayes looks at Zevran, seeing the lust in his eyes. Yes, this is what I want, Hayes thinks. He then closes his eyes as they press their lips together. He feels his dick grow even harder. Zevran presses his hands on Hayes's lower back as he slides his tongue in the wrestler's mouth.
"Wait, I can't do this," Hayes pulls back.
Zevran immediately deflates.
"I mean, I can't do this here," Hayes clarifies. "In the locker room. Someone might see us."
"Yeah, so? There's nothing wrong with that," Zevran nips at Hayes's lips again.
"I can't risk word getting back to Trick," Hayes insists.
"Maybe that's what needs to happen to help resolve your issues," Zevran says, now kissing down Hayes's neck.
"No, that would crush him," Hayes says. He knows Williams better than anyone else, and if Williams heard that Hayes hooked up with Zevran he would never talk to Hayes again. As much as he's sexually frustrated with Williams, Hayes doesn't want to push him away forever.
"And this," Hayes gestures to himself and Zevran, "This has nothing to do with Trick. This is just a much needed outlet."
Zevran rubs his hands on Hayes's chest, feeling his nipples getting hard when his fingers brush against them. "Okay, where do you want to fuck me then?"
"You got a hotel room?" Hayes asks.
"No, but my place is an hour away." Zevran flicks his tongue at Hayes's right pec, before sucking on it.
"Ahhhh..." Hayes sighs. An hour is too far away, not when he has to wake up early in the morning for a flight. Zevran laps Hayes's left nipple, repeating what he did to the right, trying to coax him into just fucking in the locker room. "I guess, you can come to my room," Hayes says.
Zevran stops sucking on Hayes's pecs and looks him in the eyes, "I'm going to come in your room too."
The whole time they're in the hotel Hayes is looking over his shoulder making sure no one he knows sees him with Zevran. When they step out of the elevator he holds his breath until he sees that the hallway is clear.
"The only thing is, we're gonna have to be a little quiet," Hayes warns Zevrans as they approach his room. "The walls are thin and I don't want to wake anyone up."
Zevran nods, understanding.
Hayes takes another breath and lets him in his room.
Before the door clicks shut Zevran has already taken off his shirt and pants. Seeing Zevran in his thong again confirms to Hayes that he made the right decisions. Hayes hurries to catch up, taking off his shirt and jeans. He then marches over to Zevran and pulls him close, kissing him. The more passionate the kiss grows, the more Hayes's desire grows, and his hands slide up Zevran's back to the back of his shaved head. He pulls away only to resume kissing down the pornstar's neck to his chest. He goes down his abs and continues his trail down the front of Zevran's thong. The last time he hooked up with Williams, Williams didn't even let Hayes suck his dick. There was hardly any foreplay. Just a quick fuck, like Williams wanted to get it over with. It would have been completely forgettable had it not been the last time Hayes had Williams in him.
Hayes looks up at Zevran, who smiles back, enjoying Hayes taking his time. The wrestler he slides the pornstar's thong down slowly, freeing the massive cock.
"The only thing is, we're gonna have to be a little quiet," Hayes warns Zevrans as they approach his room. "The walls are thin and I don't want to wake anyone up."
Zevran nods, understanding.
Hayes takes another breath and lets him in his room.
Before the door clicks shut Zevran has already taken off his shirt and pants. Seeing Zevran in his thong again confirms to Hayes that he made the right decisions. Hayes hurries to catch up, taking off his shirt and jeans. He then marches over to Zevran and pulls him close, kissing him. The more passionate the kiss grows, the more Hayes's desire grows, and his hands slide up Zevran's back to the back of his shaved head. He pulls away only to resume kissing down the pornstar's neck to his chest. He goes down his abs and continues his trail down the front of Zevran's thong. The last time he hooked up with Williams, Williams didn't even let Hayes suck his dick. There was hardly any foreplay. Just a quick fuck, like Williams wanted to get it over with. It would have been completely forgettable had it not been the last time Hayes had Williams in him.
Hayes looks up at Zevran, who smiles back, enjoying Hayes taking his time. The wrestler he slides the pornstar's thong down slowly, freeing the massive cock.
He takes the tip in his mouth, squeezing it between his lips. He takes more in, getting his mouth full and then begins bobbing his head back and forth. He keeps a steady pace, relishing in the heavy breaths that Zevran makes. The more he goes, the more Zevran can't stay still, slightly thrusting his hips forward, getting his dick deeper down Hayes's throat. Hayes slides the dick out, spits on it, and then gobbles it again, going faster.
"Ahhhh..." Zevran sighs as he presses his hand on the back of Hayes's head, holding him all the way down on his dick.
Hayes slides his tongue around the base, but begins to choke, gagging far louder than any noise Zevran has made. He spits the dick back out again, avoiding looking up at Zevran, embarrassed about his volume, and goes back to bobbing his head. He strokes the dick with a hand, following it with his lips, trying to move fast enough that Zevran doesn't try holding him again. It does the trick, but it too well, as now Zevran can't contain his moans.
"Ohhhh, yeah," Zevran leans back against the bed. "Mmm..."
Hayes tries giving him a look to be quiet, but Zevran's eyes are closed. So instead he slows his pace down, but that only makes Zevran grab his head and skull fuck him again. Now not only is Zevran moaning, but Hayes is gagging again.
The wrestler shakes free and stands back up. "You're too loud," Hayes warns.
"You're not so quiet yourself," Zevran says, tugging on the waistband of Hayes's boxer briefs. He lets it go with a loud SNAP! and laughs.
Hayes shoves Zevran on to the bed and slides his boxer briefs off. A string of precum dangles from his cock, until it falls on Zevran as Hayes climbs on top of him. He spins around so they can 69 each other, hoping that with both their mouths full of dick it'll muffle their moans. Zevran inhales Hayes's dick, squeezing it firmly in his mouth while Hayes goes back to sucking on Zevran's tip. The two hunks work each other over, successfully keeping their noise down for a good ten minutes.
"Alright, let me get some of this ass," Hayes says, feeling confident enough that they can proceed.
Hayes slides off the bed and pulls Zevran to the edge. The pornstar sits on his knees, arching his back as Hayes squats at the end of the bed, holding his cheeks apart. Zevran's hole is pulsing fast, eager to be filled, yet the pornstar does nothing to rush Hayes's foreplay. The wrestler flicks his tongue at it, and then kisses around before puckering up and planting his lips on the hole.
"Mmm..." Zevran sighs quietly.
Zevran grabs the comforter with both hands, clenching it as he slowly starts to grind his ass in Hayes's face all while Hayes continues to lick, kiss, and fuck his tongue in him.
"Ohhh, ohhhh," Zevran moans a little bit louder, almost as if he's testing how loud he can be.
Hayes is too entranced by Zevran's ass to care, slurping loudly as he eats him out. Zevran continues rubbing his ass back into the wrestler's face, enjoying the chills that go down his spine each time Hayes's facial hair brushes against his ass cheeks.
"You ready for me?" Hayes asks standing up.
"More than ready," Zevran replies.
Hayes starts by pushing the tip inside, his heart racing. He moves carefully not wanting to trigger a loud noise from Zevran's mouth. Zevran in turn grits his teeth the more that Hayes spreads him out. He grunts softly once he feels Hayes fully seated in him. One of Hayes's hands moves from his hip up to the middle of his back, rubbing it gently, trying to keep the pornstar calm and quiet. He slides his eyes shut as he savors the sensation of Hayes slowly thrusting in and out of him. It is only when Hayes starts to move a bit faster that Zevran groans -- definitely a bit too loud. He chews on his lower lip in a feeble attempt to keep quiet, but Hayes hits his spot again making him grunt even louder. Hayes tries pushing Zevran's head down into the mattress and mounts him, which seems to silence him enough. But as Hayes humps him faster and harder the bed begins squeaking.
Hayes gives up, pulling Zevran off the bed and pinning him against the wall -- the one opposite from Williams's room -- deciding to fuck him standing up. As soon as Hayes starts up again Zevran can't contain his moans, getting louder the more violent Hayes gets with him. Whether the wrestler is pressing Zevran's head against the wall like he's trying to drill a hole in it, or choking him, Zevran won't quiet down. Normally Hayes would be turned on by such a vocal bottom, hell, he is turned on, but his concern over waking Williams next door overshadows it.
Hayes gives up, pulling Zevran off the bed and pinning him against the wall -- the one opposite from Williams's room -- deciding to fuck him standing up. As soon as Hayes starts up again Zevran can't contain his moans, getting louder the more violent Hayes gets with him. Whether the wrestler is pressing Zevran's head against the wall like he's trying to drill a hole in it, or choking him, Zevran won't quiet down. Normally Hayes would be turned on by such a vocal bottom, hell, he is turned on, but his concern over waking Williams next door overshadows it.
The other problem is Zevran's ass is just so amazing that Hayes doesn't want to stop fucking it. It's been far too long since he topped, he can't remember the last time Williams let him, and he doesn't want to stop now that he's in this position. Hayes sits on the floor and directs Zevran to ride him reverse cowgirl. Zevran holds himself up over Hayes with one hand, his other stroking his cock as the wrestler thrusts up in him.
"Ahhh ahhhh!" Zevran moans out, before Hayes's free hand moves to cover his mouth.
Now Zevran's noises are quiet enough, letting the sound of his balls bouncing and slamming against Hayes's skin to overtake him. Slap. Slap. Slap. Hayes slows his pace down to quiet their skin contact, but Zevran takes over, pressing his hand on Hayes's thigh as he kicks into high gear, slamming his ass up and down on Hayes's thick cock. It feels too good for Hayes to fight back or try to do something to quiet the clapping of their skin together, at this point he feels like his best bet is to tire Zevran out. But Zevran won't stop, his ass is made for dicks and now that it's got one in it it doesn't want to let go.
"Uhhh uhhh uhhh," Zevran whines.
Hayes reclines, flat on his back, pulling Zevran on top of him as resumes thrusting into Zevran. Quick, short thrusts, but they're hitting Zevran's prostate and the pornstar can't stop moaning, getting too loud, even with Hayes's hand covering his mouth.
At this point Hayes is at a loss so he pushes Zevran off of him and spreads his legs open, "Why don't you have a turn?"
Zevran feels so lightheaded from all that incredible fucking that he doesn't try to convince Hayes to keep fucking him. He just goes along with the wrestler's desires. He grabs Hayes's ankles to steady himself as he pushes into Hayes's entrance.
"Ahhhh," Hayes grunts, closing his eyes as the quick burning sensation runs through him.
Zevran rubs his hands up and down Hayes's chest as he slowly begins rocking his dick back and forth in him. The wrestler focuses on his breathing, not to relax himself, he's already opened up now, but hoping that by maintaining steady breaths he'll suppress any moans.
"Yeah, just like that," Hayes says.
Zevran's hand moves from rubbing his chest to curling around his hip, making things seem more intimate than intended. It reminds Hayes of the first time Williams fucked him, taking his time, exploring each others bodies. As Hayes realizes this, Zevran's hips rocking back and forth slowly becomes a maddening pace for Hayes.
"Faster," he gasps.
Zevran's hips snap against him roughly as requested. He keeps it going, a look of determination in his eyes. He leans in over Hayes, the new angle finds his dick nailing Hayes's prostate dead on. Hayes's eyes widen and stay that way as Zevran hammers into him again and again.
"Uhhh uhhh!" Hayes's whines get higher and louder with each blow.
Zevran breathes heavily as he continues his brutal pace, making Hayes writhe beneath him.
"AHHHH!"
Zevran smacks the wrestler in the face and whispers, "Shh!"
The irony of their roles shifting is not lost on Hayes, but his whole body tingles that he can't hold back crying out again and again.
"I'm gonna come," Hayes says, jerking his cock.
Zevran brushes his hand aside, squeezing the dick hard in his hand, timing it with his thrusts. Hayes rubs his hands over his face, staring at the ceiling as he feels his orgasm rip through his body.
"AHHHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHHH..." Hayes yells out as Zevran continues plowing through his orgasm.
Hayes covers his mouth with his hands, shaking, though it's too late as he's already been way too noisy. Still his hands muffle the rest of his moans as his load explodes on his stomach and Zevran's hand. Zevran leans back and brings his hand to his mouth, licking the cum off of it. Savoring the taste. Then he puts his hand back on his dick, stroking himself off until he spatters hot and sticky cum across Hayes's chest.
Hayes pants trying to catch his breath, only now realizing how sweaty he is. For a moment there's silence. Hayes listens, trying to hear if Williams is stirring in the room next door. To hear if he's awake. But he hears nothing. Hayes exhales a deep breath in relief, almost laughing at himself for being so worried about Williams.
Then there's a knock at the door.
In a panic, Hayes scrambles up, leaving Zevran naked on the floor. He peeks through the peephole and sees it's Williams. He holds his breath, hoping the wrestler will walk away.
"I know you're in there," Williams says.
Hayes looks back at Zevran, frozen in shock. Zevran grabs his discarded clothes and brings them to the side of the bed with him, out of sight.
"I heard you yelling," Williams says. "I just want to make sure you're ok."
Shit, Hayes thinks. He does care.
"Yeah, just a bad dream," Hayes says, sounding too awake for it to be believable.
"You sure?"
"Yeah," Hayes says, adding a yawn.
Williams nods, accepting that the door won't be opened. "Goodnight Melo."
Williams walks back to his room. Hayes turns around and sees Zevran dressed. He whispers, "Where the fuck do you think you're going? You can't leave, he'll hear the door open and know someone was here. You're staying the night."
Hayes and Zevran manage to resist fucking again and fall asleep with Hayes spooning Zevran. In the morning, the wrestler wakes to the shower running. He joins Zevran in the bathroom, joining him in the shower.
"You don't want to wait?"
"No, Trick will hear if the water turns off and then back on again," Hayes says.
"Oh. And here I was thinking you wanted to fuck me again."
"Well, that too."
With that Hayes pushes Zevran against the tile wall and fucks him hard and fast. The warm shower water rains down on them, loud enough to drown out their moans. Why didn't they think of this last night? Fucking Zevran like this reminds him of when things were good with Williams. How they couldn't stay off of each other. They'd actually try and see how many times they could fuck in one night. The record is at a hotel room in Kansas City -- nothing else to do in that place. They finish at the same time, Hayes unloading in Zevran and Zevran shooting his load at the shower floor.
After they dry off Hayes tells Zevran to wait for him to check if the coast is clear. Hayes goes to Williams's door and knocks. Williams opens it, dressed for the day.
"Hey," Hayes stutters with Williams's gaze on him. "Thanks for checking on me last night."
"I been thinking," Williams says with a yawn. "Sorry, I couldn't fall asleep at all after that. I had this weird thought that you were in there with someone else."
Hayes tries not to react to this revelation.
Williams continues, "That kept me up with all sorts of thoughts racing through my head. And then I thought about your match and I felt bad for flirting with your opponent and costing you that win. Needless to say it made me realize that maybe we should go back to sharing a room together."
"Really?" Hayes sounds desperate, but doesn't care.
Williams pulls him in an embrace, "Yeah, how about starting right now?"
He pulls his partner into the room and hangs a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door.
Then there's a knock at the door.
In a panic, Hayes scrambles up, leaving Zevran naked on the floor. He peeks through the peephole and sees it's Williams. He holds his breath, hoping the wrestler will walk away.
"I know you're in there," Williams says.
Hayes looks back at Zevran, frozen in shock. Zevran grabs his discarded clothes and brings them to the side of the bed with him, out of sight.
"I heard you yelling," Williams says. "I just want to make sure you're ok."
Shit, Hayes thinks. He does care.
"Yeah, just a bad dream," Hayes says, sounding too awake for it to be believable.
"You sure?"
"Yeah," Hayes says, adding a yawn.
Williams nods, accepting that the door won't be opened. "Goodnight Melo."
Williams walks back to his room. Hayes turns around and sees Zevran dressed. He whispers, "Where the fuck do you think you're going? You can't leave, he'll hear the door open and know someone was here. You're staying the night."
Hayes and Zevran manage to resist fucking again and fall asleep with Hayes spooning Zevran. In the morning, the wrestler wakes to the shower running. He joins Zevran in the bathroom, joining him in the shower.
"You don't want to wait?"
"No, Trick will hear if the water turns off and then back on again," Hayes says.
"Oh. And here I was thinking you wanted to fuck me again."
"Well, that too."
With that Hayes pushes Zevran against the tile wall and fucks him hard and fast. The warm shower water rains down on them, loud enough to drown out their moans. Why didn't they think of this last night? Fucking Zevran like this reminds him of when things were good with Williams. How they couldn't stay off of each other. They'd actually try and see how many times they could fuck in one night. The record is at a hotel room in Kansas City -- nothing else to do in that place. They finish at the same time, Hayes unloading in Zevran and Zevran shooting his load at the shower floor.
After they dry off Hayes tells Zevran to wait for him to check if the coast is clear. Hayes goes to Williams's door and knocks. Williams opens it, dressed for the day.
"Hey," Hayes stutters with Williams's gaze on him. "Thanks for checking on me last night."
"I been thinking," Williams says with a yawn. "Sorry, I couldn't fall asleep at all after that. I had this weird thought that you were in there with someone else."
Hayes tries not to react to this revelation.
Williams continues, "That kept me up with all sorts of thoughts racing through my head. And then I thought about your match and I felt bad for flirting with your opponent and costing you that win. Needless to say it made me realize that maybe we should go back to sharing a room together."
"Really?" Hayes sounds desperate, but doesn't care.
Williams pulls him in an embrace, "Yeah, how about starting right now?"
He pulls his partner into the room and hangs a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door.
Tough choice with these two sexy men. Going back and forth between them, I think ultimately I'd want Zevran's slutty ass more.
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