Date: Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:34:45 +0000
From: Ashley Miller <mryouknowwho2008@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: McIntyre and Morrison

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and is not supposed to imply anything
about the celebrities and characters mentioned or their sexuality. This
story contains scenes of a homosexual nature, if you are not of the legal
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McIntyre & Morrison


John Morrison paced around the locker room, he was frustrated after his
match with Chris Jericho. He had been Intercontinental Champion a few
months ago and now he couldn't buy a win. This was all because of Drew
McIntyre. The arrogant Scotsman had come to the WWE and after a few months
of crushing the lower superstars he moved up and onto John Morrison. Their
feud got even bigger when Morrison lost his title to McIntyre at TLC. Now,
every week, Morrison would go out to the ring to wrestle his match and Drew
McIntyre would have something to say. Usually about him being the chosen
one or about how he's so much better than Morrison. Words were usually
exchanged and then the two would continue brawling. But this changed this
week when McIntyre had done nothing apart from sit watching Morrison's
match. He sat at ringside and just stared while Morrison had to try and get
himself a win over Jericho.

Morrison decided he wasn't going to stress over this too much, he was going
to try and enjoy himself. He was doing what he loved and he was loved by
the crowds. With this in mind, John decided that he'd just go and take a
drive back to his hotel room and relax while watching whatever was on the
TV. This plan was thrown out of the window though when there was a knock on
the door.

"Come in." Morrison answered. The door opened and the man he was trying not
to think about, Drew McIntyre, was standing in the doorway. Morrison was
about to get angry and slam the door in McIntyre's face but something
stopped him from doing so.

"John, I thought you'd have gone home by now. After such a humiliating
defeat out there tonight I didn't think you'd stick around." Morrison
wasn't really in the mood for arguing. Normally he would reply with some
witty retort and put McIntyre in his place but tonight he just wasn't
feeling it.

"I was just about to leave." Morrison replied. A smirk came across
McIntyre's face and Morrison looked a bit confused. "Can I help you with
something?" John asked.

"You weren't going to leave. I know that you weren't. After what happened
tonight you've got all sorts of things going around in your mind. You can't
stop thinking about me."

"I can't stop thinking about how I'm gonna kick your ass and win back my
title." McIntrye just continued smirking.

"That's not what you're thinking about." Drew walked in and closed the
door, making sure he locked it securely. "You're thinking about how you
wanna get back in the ring with me to get your hands all over my sexy
body." Morrison was taken aback by this remark. "Face it John, you couldn't
take your eyes off me tonight and I wasn't even in the match."

"You were sat by ringside to distract me." John replied.

"Your hardon during the match begs to differ. Or was it the fact that you
got to get your hands on Jericho that got you so excited?" Before Morrison
could answer, McIntyre stepped forward and grabbed Morrison's bulge through
his pants. "You're pretty excited now, aren't ya John?" Morrison didn't
reply. He couldn't find the words to reply when Drew McIntyre was standing
there rubbing his cock through his pants. "Tell me John. Do you want my
cock? Do you want me sliding my big cock into your pretty little mouth? Or
do you want me bending you over and breaking open that perfectly tight
arse?" Again Morrison could find no words, he just stood perfectly still
while McIntyre was playing with his cock. "Strip for me." Morrison did
exactly this. He slowly took off his pants, shirt, shoes and jock. He was
left standing there naked in front of his worst enemy.

A part of Morrison hated everything that he was doing but he felt compelled
to do it because a part of him really loved doing it too. Drew moved closer
and ran his hand over Morrison's already hard 9 inch cock. "Not bad." Drew
said as he began to jack Morrison's cock. "Get mine out." McIntyre
ordered. Morrison, once again without knowing why, complied. He began to
undress Drew McIntyre and left him standing there in his jock. Morrison
dropped to his knees and began to suck and lick all around McIntyre's
bulge, savouring the taste and the smells. He felt a hand come down and
grab his hair, McIntyre pulled him away and slowly stepped out of his
underwear revealing his own 10 inch cock. "Beg for it." Morrison had never
been so humiliated in his life yet he desperately wanted to suck McIntyre's
cock.

"Please let me have it!" Morrison said timidly.

"Louder. More enthusiasm."

"Please let me suck your cock! I'll do anything you want!" Drew just nodded
and immediately Morrison was back on his cock. He was licking the head
slowly and gently and playing with the foreskin of McIntyre's uncut cock.

"Take it all." Morrison felt hands on the back of his head forcing his face
down on Drew's cock. After a few inches he felt the huge 10 inch cock begin
to prod at the back of his throat and he tried to pull away but Drew
McIntyre wasn't going to let him. He continued to push Morrison all the way
until he had the whole 10 inches buried in Morrison's throat. He held is
still for a few seconds until Morrison began to gag and cough. McIntyre
removed his cock but only so Morrison could get his breath back, then he
slammed it back in and straight down his throat again. He continued this
process a few times, leaving Morrison's eyes watering and his throat
feeling used and abused.

Drew McIntyre let go of Morrison's hair and pulled him to his feet. "Over
to the bench." Was all McIntyre said. Morrison walked over to the bench and
sat down. "Bend over it." Morrison did exactly what he was told. This was
strange because it was completely out of character for Morrison to be this
submissive but he was loving it. Drew grabbed Morrison's ass and pulled the
cheeks apart. "It looks tight, you ever been fucked before?"

"No, never, I've never even been with a guy before." McIntyre smirked
again, for someone who had never been with a guy Morrison sure gave an
awesome blowjob. "Please fuck me." Morrison found the words just fell out
of his mouth.

"You wish you could take this." Before Morrison could answer he felt Drew's
tongue prodding at his hole. His tongue began circling Morrison's hole and
occasionally adding some force and pressing on his hole so it opened
slightly. Morrison was loving it, he couldn't help but love the feeling of
another guys tongue on his ass. No girl had ever gone near there
before. McIntyre removed his tongue and Morrison couldn't help but wish he
would continue but the feeling was soon replaced. Drew McIntyre slapped
Morrison's ass as he slowly inserted a finger into his tight hole.

"More!" Morrison couldn't help but crave more fingers in his hole. McIntyre
had to comply and he slowly slipped another finger inside. He slowly worked
his fingers in and out of Morrison's ass and watched, every time he thrust
inward, Morrison would twist and moan in pleasure.

"Enjoying this?"

"Oh god yes! Just fuck me please!" Morrison couldn't hold much longer and
felt the cum rising in his balls. Within seconds he was shooting cum all
over the bench and his stomach.

"Feel better now?" McIntyre asked. Morrison couldn't reply, he just lay
there breathing heavily and gasping from the huge orgasm he just
experienced. "If you want more then get in touch, there's a lot more you
can do for me." McIntyre said before he pulled Morrison up, kissed him
roughly on the mouth and then walked out leaving Morrison standing naked,
sweaty and covered in his own cum.


***Thanks for reading, I will continue the story if I get enough feedback
and if people enjoy it. I can also write other pairings if you suggest them
and maybe some situations you wanna see them in.***