You thought it was getting steamy before? Just wait until you read this one!

The drama begins to hot up here too. And you'll be pleased to know we're spending more time with the other characters here, trust me, I did not forget about them! Same as before, lots of lemony goodness but we've also got some actual plots building, who knows, maybe I might begin a new fic series like the Total Superstars, When Raw Wraps, Joshing For Position and Champs Choice ones of old (which of course are all in the same universe as this for consistency and can be found in my profile. Cody is the longest serving character out of all of them.)

So let us begin..

"FUCK YES! FUCK ME!" Finn was screaming, face down, ass up right in the middle of Cody's living room floor on the expensive Persian rug, whilst MJF pounded him utterly senseless. GOD the AEW heel's dick felt GOOD. That curve hit his spot just right, no wonder Cody was hooked on this man. Almost felt as good as Cody in his ass.

"What a little slut!" snarled MJF, "You like this dont you Prince boy?"

"Yeah...fuck yeah.." whined Finn.

He'd basically stormed into the house, still in one heck of a jealous rage thanks to Jordan and Cody, and gotten on all fours right on the living room floor, and ordered every man in the house to tag team him. Kip Sabian was busy getting fucked by Tyler Bate at the time but both men stopped immediately at this most perfect of asses being handed to them on a silver platter. However, MJF, who'd been champing at the bit to get a piece of this mischievous little sprite the moment Cody had pulled out of him a couple of hours ago, pushed both Kip and Tyler out the way and steamed in first. And he was so addicted to this pretty, silken bubble butt that he was still fucking Finn right now. He was totally unaware that he had actually been Finn;s intended target - Sami and Jordan were 100% correct!

"Hurry up and dump your load in him MJF, rest of us want a go!" Kip complained.

"Could always sit on me whilst you wait," Tyler grinned at him, sitting on the couch directly in front of the rutting pair, "Just try not to wank yourself?"

"Good point," Kip grinned and he pulled his white thong aside and eased himself back down onto Tyler and resumed riding the young Dudley boy.

Sammy Guevara was torn between feeling left out because he currently had no sex partner, but horny as all get out at the sight of slutty Prince Devitt getting his back truly blown out by studly MJF.

"What's occuring?" Sami Zayn had heard Finn's screams from the lounge after safely shutting Pharoah in the conservatory and wandered in. He almost rolled his eyes at the sight of MJF balls deep inside the elder Irishman.

"Devitt came in throwing a little temper tantrum and told us all to run a train on his ass," explained Sammy, "Bate and Kip legit stopped fucking..."

"Really? They're still banging on the couch," Sami grinned.

"Well, MJF basically pushed them out the way and gave Devitt the spit and shove and..here we are," Sammy complained, "Fuck I need to bust a nut so bad."

"Well, I'm at a loose end," Sami said, getting on all fours right next to Finn, his long legs apart and his muscular, furry ass in the air. Well why not? He used to be an exclusive bottom once. And let's face it, if he was gonna get some dick, why not some AEW dick?

"FUCK!" gasped Sammy, "You don't know how much I love a furry ass...Zayn can I eat you out?"

"Dive in boy!" Sami growled.

Finn turned to him, his pretty face scarlet, ecstasy etched in every pore.

"Sambo..AAHHH!" he squeaked.

"Hi Fergal...OOOHHHH FUCK.." Sami was floored. Not only was Guevara hot...he could eat ass! The tall, furry redhead pushed himself right back to really allow Sammy to go to town...and then he clocked a phone on a tripod directly in front of them. This whole sex show was being videoed (of course).

He and Finn, two of WWE's mainstays and most beloved talents, were both on all fours, side by side, on the boss of AEW's living room carpet, with two AEW talents behind them. The sheer controversy! And it was only making Sami and Finn all the more horny.

"Fuck...GOD his dick feels SO GOOD!" Finn was almost screaming.

"OHHH FUCK! Couldve warned me Guevara!" Sami cried as Sammy entered him without warning.

"Sambo, take my hand!" Finn's face lit up with a huge smile, "Look at us! Taking AEW dick and it's all on fucking video!"

"Fuck..." Sami hadn't bottomed in a while and Guevara wasn't exactly small. He squeezed Finn;s hand tightly.

"MJF's got my second hole," Finn was gasping as he clutched Sami's hand as tightly. He and one of his best friends...both getting dicked down simultaneously by hot men from their fiercest rival. Talk about a surreal situation; "I think...ohhhh fuck...he's gonna make me.."

Or rather it was the other way round. A loud bellow split the air and Finn let out a strangled cry as he felt warmth shooting inside him. GOD being bred was the best.

MJF had been sent over the edge just watching Finn and Zayn together. Group sex was the fucking best. He slowly pulled out of Finn.

"THat was so fucking hot," Sammy snarled, in between thrusts, "Fuck man, you have to try Zayn's ass..."

"Gimme a moment man!" gasped MJF, struggling to the sofa next to Tyler and Kip, who were still fucking.

Kip stopped riding.

"Finally...soz Tyler but there's some Irish ass waiting to get bred," he said, climbing off the young bearded man.

"You've already bred one Irish slag," complained Tyler.

"So have you!" shot back Kip, "You get to see Devitt way more than me."

"Good point," Tyler said, though he was slapping his rock hard cock against his abs.

"Watch the show man, you're young," MJF said.

"True," Tyler said, grinning at him, "You felt fucking good in me earlier."

"Maybe later we can pick up where we left off," MJF said, "But honestly, Devitt drained me...fuck I can see why everyone's had a piece of that."

"On the British indie scene, everyone's had him," Tyler smirked, wriggling up to snuggle with MJF and watch the super hot foursome now playing out in front of them, "You ain't a British indie wrestler worth your salt unless you've put your dick inside Devitt, Devlin or Sabre Junior. Devlin's my boy though to be honest."

"I see how ya look at him man," MJF said.

"Shut up," Tyler was blushing.

"It's cool," MJF replied, "I'm not judging."

Kip was spanking Finn hard as he jackrabbited the hapless little Irishman, who was gladly taking everything the young Englishman gave to him.

"Want my load Devitt?" he snarled, "Piglet. Little fucking piglet."

"Yeah..." whined FInn, "Gimme your load Kip.."

"FUCK...FUCK..." Kip let out a snarling roar as he came for the second time that day, and in another Irish boy. He couldn't decide who out of Finn and Jordan had the better ass to pound. They were both pretty damn good shags. So much for his 'topping being done for the day'.

"Fuck yes Fergal," gasped Sami, as Finn's face turned a darker red and an expression of bliss spread over it, "That's the third load you've taken today...good boy."

"No load refused Sambo, I'm not over the hill yet," gasped Finn, before craning his head to look up at Sammy G, who was still pounding Sami Z with gusto.

"Sorry Devitt," gasped Sammy, "I'm too close, maybe later...FUCK...FUCK...OH GOD..."

He drove deep inside the tall redhead as his own climax hit him.

Jordan was whimpering in ecstasy as he now lay in the sunshine on Cody's patio, legs spread wide open, as Cody's talented tongue continued to worship his inner thighs, taint, balls and cock. He was leaking pretty copiously.

"Ye keep at it, am gonna blow in your face," he gasped.

"Mmm hmm," Cody's blue eyes glinted as he took Jordan's weeping cock back inside his mouth once more. This Irish boy had one tasty dick. Cody couldn't stop sucking it. He;d quite like this boy in his ass to be honest. Would Jordan mind if Cody sat on him?

He slowly eased Jordan back out of his mouth.

"Wanna fuck me?" he grinned.

"Have you not worked it out yet, I don't top!" Jordan gasped.

"You top Finny."

"Because she essentially has a vagina. Someone has to."

"You can let me do the work," Cody said, now straddling the NXT Cruiserweight Champion, "Doesn't matter if it's not long, you have such a perfectly shaped dick, I wanna feel it."

"You're sweet darlin, but honestly...I'd much rather be on all fours taking yours."

"Sure about that?" asked Cody as his smooth hole brushed the tip of Jordan's dick.

"I mean, you have got a great ass," Jordan smiled warmly at him.

"This ass has made many a bottom want to top," Cody grinned.

"Fergie says that too."

"No talky."

Cody, with a look of intense concentration on pretty face, slowly lowered himself onto the younger, smaller man. MMmmm...yes...good boy.

Jordan's eyes widened as Cody engulfed him with ease. Now that was an expert bottom right there.

"Fuck...actually..yer arse feels fecking good.." Jordan purred with a contented smile.

"Just lay there baby. Let me ride a load out of you. I promise I will fuck you later."

"You better sweetheart.." Jordan gasped some more as he instinctively grabbed Cody's muscular hips. This guy did have the most incredible abs. Almost as good as Finn's. But Jordan was pretty close to orgasm after all the foreplay Cody had given him (as well as the three men who'd already fucked him today along with Tyler earlier), and to be honest, he wanted to come! It was about time HE got to shoot his load rather than just taking loads. And it may as well be inside a beautiful hunk like Cody. And he wasn't gonna lie, the fact that this was the guy Finn was hopelessly in love with currently impaled on his cock might just be adding even more excitement to this rare moment of him topping a man.

"You should *AHHHH* top more often!" Cody was whining as Jordan stabbed his prostate just right yet again, "Fuck...you feel SO GOOD..."

"Am close.."

"S'OK baby...just blow a load when you're ready, don't hold back.."

"Really? Can I?"

Cody leaned down to kiss him. He stroked Jordan's pretty face.

"Give me everything ya got," he hissed, biting Jordan's lip.

Jordan licked his lips and began to thrust up and down. He may not last much longer but he was gonna make sure Cody enjoyed every last second of this. He decided to grunt and growl a bit too - normally he was much more fem but he decided that acting more like a top would please Cody! But it was no good, Cody's ass was very tight and his skin was so soft against Jordan's that the Irish Ace had no choice but to let out a strangled cry and AT LAST he came, driving deep inside Cody who whimpered in need at getting bred by a total bottom. He wasn't bothered about shooting his own load, he just wanted to get bred by SOMEONE other than MJF today!

Jordan was spent, chest rising and falling as he sunk into the stone of the patio, feeling the sun beat down on his glistening, tanned pecs and abs. He smiled up at Cody lazily. running a hand through his dark brown hair.

"Wow.." he panted.

"Feel better?" Cody grinned.

"I needed that, not gonna lie darlin," Jordan said, "Come here, give me a kiss."

Cody leaned down and kissed him tenderly.

"You're a beautiful man Cody," Jordan said, "Honestly. I wou;dn't agree to just anyone sitting on me like this. You do make Fergie very happy. Promise me you'll at least keep in touch with him after this weekend?"

"I will," Cody said, "This has kinda made me pull my head out my ass a bit and put the WWE vs AEW stuff to the side."

"I've only known you a few hours," Jordan said, "But you know I don't sugar coat stuff. I like you a lot. You're absolutely stunning. Hung. Very accomodating. Kind. Pretty fucking hot in the ring too."

"You felt hot in my ring too. Hehehe."

"Oh shut up," giggled Jordan, "I mean it. Feel like I've known you for years. Admittedly it helps that Fergie talks about you five million times a day every day, but I was gagging to finally meet you."

"And now you have. And you also just blew one hell of a load in my ass."

"To be honest, I kinda needed to cum pretty badly," Jordan admitted, "Thank you for convincing me to slip ye one."

"I know blue balls when I see them, and as the host, it is my duty to keep my guests sated," Cody grinned.

"Some of these tops forget that us bottoms have needs too," Jordan complained.

"Oh tell me about it," Cody said, "GURL. Should do what I do. Always make sure you cum first. Even if the top is shockingly bad. Fake it and jerk yourself off."

"Oh GIRL I have done that more times than I care to remember," Jordan said, as Cody eased himself off him, "Hey...cuddle...awww good lad.."

"You're even hotter when you're butch," Cody teased, resting his head on Jordan's chest. This boy was nice to cuddle actually. Cody was pretty taken with Jordan if he was honest; "Though honestly, you as yourself has me gagged."

"Growing up gay in Ireland is tough," Jordan said, "As I'm sure Fergie has told you. You learn to turn up the butchness."

"I know, I can only imagine," Cody said, before letting out a content purr as Jordan started softly ruffling and stroking his hair. For a total slut, this boy was pretty good at the affection thing.

"If you want my opinion," Jordan whispered, "I like you blonde. Not that you weren't stunning with natural hair, but this stands out. And it connects you to your dad and brother."

"THANK YOU," Cody said, "So many bitches, and yes, that includes Finny and Sami, shade me for bleaching my hair. They FORGET."

"Also," Jordan said, "You definitely suited a buzzcut better than Fergie."

"It's cos his face is longer than mine," Cody said, "But I think he served."

"Nah, it aged her," Jordan said, continued to stroke Cody's hair, "Is the idea of dating her so terrible?"

"I'm married," Cody said, "As is he now. I think it'd ruin our friendship."

"Or it could make it even stronger," Jordan countered.

"What about you? You ever thought about actually dating?" asked Cody, "I mean you and Finny are adorable even when you fight."

"Darling, I would've asked out Fergie years ago but unfortunately there's a pretty big obstacle."

"Yeah he is a big boy," Cody said, "I still can't believe I saw him top a man. How did he feel?"

"He did feel amazing," Jordan said, "Bless his wee cotton socks..he looked like a kid losing his virginity. I definitely think you and he need some alone time this weekend. Sami and I can play together."

"To be honest," Cody said, "I can host a sex party with Kip, Maxie and Sammy any weekend I want. It's so rare to have Finny and Sam..I mean...Zayn; damn we planned this badly, two Sammys hehehe...you know what I mean?"

"Yeah I hear ya darlin," Jordan said, "I feel privileged that you're inviting me into your amigos club."

"I'm gonna give them a couple more hours or so and then I might kick them out," Cody admitted, "I bought a shitload of blow but..again...this is what me and my AEW boys do most weekends."

"What about Tyler?" asked Jordan.

"Oh shit...um..." Now Cody was faced with a dilemma. He'll think about this one for now. It did seem unfair to boot Tyler out along with the other AEW boys when he wasn't one, but Cody did know that Kip and Tyler knew one another from the UK indies.

"Oh hi boys," came a camp voice and both Cody and Jordan looked up to see Kip perching on the edge of the sliding french windows to the patio, now fully dressed again, a fresh pink gin and tonic in his hand, lighting up a cigarette.

"Oh hey Kip," Cody smiled, "Oh...I see you're covered up again."

"Kip.." Jordan scampered next to his old indie friend and nuzzled him.

"Hello trouble," giggled Kip, "Where's Pharoah?"

"Sami took him into the conservatory," Cody explained, "How comes you've dressed?"

"I've jizzed twice," shrugged Kip, "As I told ya, I'm just here for Pharoah and the drama. So what have you two been doing out here then? You missed a wild show in the lounge. Holy fuck."

"What happened?" asked Cody.

"Your lover boy came in throwing a right little diva strop and then basically ordered us all to tag team him," Kip grinned, "Tyler was railing me at the time...we stopped to have a go on Devitt, obvs, and then MJF steamed in and bred the absolute life out of him."

He sipped his gin.

"I take it theres more to this," Jordan giggled.

"Hell yes, because as soon as MJF pulled out, I got in the little piglet's gaping, sloppy cunt," Kip smirked.

"Kip I stan you so hard," Cody sighed, "You have such a split personality...you're either all about the drama and the tea, and then without warning, the inner sleazy pig comes out."

"We been knew," Jordan had his arm linked in his English friend's, "Kip's a filthy wee bastard when he wants to be."

"Yeah I know, I've been in his playroom," Cody grinned.

"We always used to go shopping in Fetish Freak together," Jordan said, "And Clonezone."

"Fetish Freak?" Cody raised an eyebrow.

"Gay sex shop in Oval in London," Kip said, "I can't believe I've not taken you there oh my god...I nailed Jordan over the infamous jizzpants in there a couple of years back in our indie days."

"Jizzpants?" Now Cody was intrigued.

"The owner has this one set of underwear that he keeps aside; changes every month, and all customers, male and gay obviously, are allowed to jizz on them," Kip said, "I've contributed numerous times."

"As have I," Jordan grinned, "Well...technically it wasn't my load."

"That was a horny day," Kip sighed, "Only you would turn a sex shop trip into yet another orgy."

"Can't help it if all the customers in the shop wanted to fuck me," Jordan sucked his thumb, "Oh Cody love, we left our drinks by the hot tub!"

"Leave them, they'll be flat by now, what do you ladies want?" asked Kip, "Look after mine, and I'll fetch you both one."

"Two double pink gins please Kip darling," camped Jordan, "And don't forget the raspberries."

"Obviously not," Kip giggled and slapped a fat kiss on Jordan's lips before heading inside.

"I'm gonna have to get some more of that tea on Kip and you," Cody giggled.

"Oh honey, he and I have been to Gran Can 3 times, and Berlin twice," Jordan smiled, "The things I could tell you that he's done."

"I know plenty, I follow his alt Twitter," smirked Cody, "And as I said, had some interesting nights in his playroom."

"He's a love though," Jordan said, "Though don't tell him secrets, he does like a gossip, that Kip."

"Oh tell me about it," Cody said, "Kip is hot and great fun and is P's number one stan - honestly he has about 4 plushy white huskies hehehe, but yeah he does love drama. Always likes to get involved in mess. But he's a sweet guy."

"Oh he is, will do anything for ye," Jordan agreed, "Just can't keep his mouth shut."

"Talking about me?" Kip reappeared at that point bearing two pink gins garnished with blueberries and raspberries as well as straws.

"That was quick!" Jordan remarked.

"Maybe," Cody grinned, "Oooh she feelin fancy with her garnishes now?"

"Well the bar was empty," Kip grinned, "I heard screams coming from your lounge that had a distinct Irish accent. So I had a nosey. Devitt was getting spitroasted by Bate and Zayn. The little piglet had Zayn in his mouth and Bate had the back hole. That'll be Devitt's fourth load today. I forgot he was as piggy as you Jordan."

"How can you forget?" giggled Jordan, taking his drink from Kip and sipping it daintily, "Oooh this is really sweet and fruity. Oooohhhh wow."

"I was feeling cream soda over tonic as a mixer," Kip said, "If that's OK Coddles?"

"Not at all, I like it," Cody said, "Goes well actually."

"It's LUSH," gushed Jordan, "You can taste the berries in the gin but not the alcohol. Oh Kip love I miss you and our kikis. And your ability to make incredible drinks."

"Why do you think I'm friends with him?" Cody smiled, "Kip is very talented at the bar."

"No reason why we can't have them, that's if the boss doesn't mind me fraternising with the competition?" Kip shot Cody a mischeivous grin.

"Kip.." sighed Cody, "It's not about work today okay?"

"He'd be silly to say no after I blew a massive wad up him before you came out," Jordan had the cheekiest smile as he supped his sweet drink.

"You TOPPED?!" squealed Kip, almost keeling over, "Fucking hell, what is this?! First Devitt, now you?"

"Kip love you know I very occasionally do it," Jordan giggled.

"Yeah but its only really been Devitt!" Kip snickered.

"And the odd twink or two here and there," Jordan said, "Even this bottom wants hole occasionally."

"I told him he should top more cos he packs a great dick," Cody said.

"Hmmmmmmm..." Kip said, rubbing his chin, "Maybe next time Jordan..."

"I'll think about it," Jordan took another dainty slurp of his drink, "Keep making me pink gin and cream sodas and you might just be in with a chance."

"I tell you who at WWE is amazing on a night out, at least back when I was there," Cody had downed his sweet drink pretty fast and was now feeling quite buzzed, "Beth Phoenix. Oh my God."

"MY AMARETTO QUEEN!" Jordan squealed with delight, "Oh MY GOD she's the best! We ALWAYS try and make her come out with us out on the scene in Orlando!"

"Oh my God I am gagged she still is into Disarrano, that was her signature drink back in the day," Cody sighed, "Has she told you what I, my ex and Layla once did that involved her husband?"

"Do we want to know?" Kip raised an eyebrow.

"The infamous vogue flashmob? Yep, that's legendary backstage folklore," Jordan grinned, "I had absolutely no choice but to stan. One of the reasons why I couldn't wait to meet you. I love Beth. I do her makeup for the NXT tapings!"

"Does she come out much these days? Obviously she's a mommy now," Cody said.

"Every now and then but we do have to twist her arm," grinned Jordan.

"I wanna know about this flash mob," Kip said, "Also, this talk has got me craving amaretto sours."

"Go make us some then?" Jordan grinned, as he too, downed his gin and cream soda.

"Alkies, lushes, the pair of you!" laughed Kip, as he too, downed his pink G&T, "Be back shortly with some amaretto sours."

He collected the empty glasses and sashayed inside.

"Kip makes a killer sour," Cody said, "But I imagine you knew that. Hehehe."

A truly spent Finn was laying on Cody's living room floor, his release drying on his abs as Tyler slowly pulled out of his ass and perched next to MJF and Sammy on the couch.

Sami Zayn was sat on the floor nearby, back against the couch, having earlier shot down Finn's throat.

"I need a drink," Sammy Guevara gasped, "I am exhausted."

"Same," MJF agreed, "I still haven't recovered from breeding Devitt."

"How do you think HE feels?!" snorted Tyler, "Look at the little walking cum rag."

"How are you feeling Fergal?" asked Sami.

"Truly and utterly loaded and fucking happy," Finn had a content smile on his pretty face as he fumbled to slip his soft cock back into his pink jock, "I could use a drink too...Sambo?" He sucked his thumb.

"Where's Kip gone anyway?" huffed Tyler.

"Kip has been making drinks for our fair hostess and his new little toyboy," Kip sashayed in at that moment, "How's our little piglet doing?"

"Three loads in the back and one down the gullet, I'd say he's pretty happy," Tyler said.

"Where are our drinks Sabian?" MJF catcalled.

"Yeah man, what are we? Chopped liver?" Sammy chimed in.

"I was just poking my head in to ask if any of you slags fancied an amaretto sour, actually," Kip sassed.

"Need a hand?" Sami got to his feet.

"I'll manage," Kip said, "So that's four amaretto sours yeah? Zayn? What you having?"

"Cranberry juice thanks," Sami said.

"Right-ho, and shall I get a crane to lift Devitt off the carpet?" was Kips parting shot as he sashayed away.

"Someone help me get Fergal on his feet?" Sami said.

MJF stood up as he'd been sat down the longest and he and Sami gently helped the jelly-legged but extremely satisfied 190lb Irishman back on his feet.

"You were fucking brilliant," MJF said, "Legit between the ropes and at taking dick."

"I'm a boy of many talents," Finn camped, "I think I can just about walk again. I'll go give Sabian a hand at barmaid duties."

He gingerly hobbled out, still walking pretty bow-leggedly.

"Go find Cody more like," Sammy Guevara said under his breath.

"Shush." hissed Tyler, thumping him.

"C'mon, did you see his face go sour when Kip said about Cody and his toyboy?" Sammy replied, "He's not even subtle man."

"I don't appreciate this Fergal shade," Sami Z had heard everything the Cuban twunk was saying.

"Who said anything about shade?" Sammy threw up his hands defensively.

Both Tyler and MJF had remained quiet on purpose. Especially Tyler.

"Yes Fergal does like Coddles," Sami said, "But as y'all could see, he was more than willing to let you take turns clapping his cheeks."

"Only cos Cody's probably balls deep in Devlin at the moment and he was jealous," Sammy snorted.

"Dude this isn't cool," MJF cut in.

"Yeah, don't be bitter because you turned him down, he did ask if you wanted a go on him," Tyler found his voice at last.

"Oh why is everyone so fucking soft on Devitt?" huffed Sammy, "He's just an older, slightly less attractive Devlin anyway."

"Okay man that was uncalled for," MJF said.

"I'm just saying," Sammy went on, "Seriously. I've never got why the entire world is so into that guy. He's not all that, and to be honest, not that nice a guy either. Have you all forgotten about how he fucked this guy once and found out he had a girlfriend and cut off her hair? Or let's just ask Marty Scurll about the psycho hiding behind the perfect abs? Or how about poor Stu Bennett? And before you all come for me, this is tea that Cody himself spilled on him to us. I bet Zayn can back it all up."

"True as all that is," Sami said, "Why did you have to bring it up? What good is it doing?"

"Fucking out of order Guevara, really," Tyler was cracking his knuckles.

"Moxley hates him," Sammy was unrepentant, "And honestly, I can totally see why. I'm gonna go home. Tell Cody I'll see him at work."

"Dude. What the hell brought this on?" MJF persisted, "You were fine before. What changed?"

"I have had to basically spend most of this afternoon and evening fucking jerking myself because y'all were busy with each other, and then fucking Devitt comes in throwing a little bitch fit and you all flock to him like sheep. You all need to have a good long hard look at yourselves, really you do."

He was on the verge of tears at this point.

"Thank you Zayn for the fun," he continued, "Tell Cody I'll see him at work. I'll see myself out thanks."

And before anyone else could speak, he stormed out of the lounge and slammed the door behind him. And a couple of minutes later, the remaining men in the lounge clearly heard the front door close. Presumably Sammy had thrown his clothes back on over his singlet and left just like that.

Tyler lay back on the couch and exhaled hard.

MJF and Sami exchanged a look.

"What the hell just happened?" Sami asked, "Has he taken any drugs?"

"Not that I know of, maybe some poppers," MJF said, "I don't get it. He was all up for it when he arrived. I fucked him in the kitchen."

"And he railed me pretty hard, hell, he bred me," Sami said.

"To be fair, he's only played with me and you," MJF replied.

"OH GOD.." Tyler cut in suddenly, "I just realised what he was implying...oh my God I didn't even think of it but now...fuck me. I feel awful now."

"I'm still not with it," Sami was more confused than ever, "Does he have a bad reaction to certain drinks? What's he been drinking?"

"Bacardi and cokes, that's not the issue," Tyler explained, "It's the elephant in the room boys. We all know it, it's the sin that dare not speak its name if you will."

MJF suddnly facepalmed as he finally worked out what Tyler meant. Oh SHIT. This was bad.

"You're gonna have to spell it out Bate," Sami sighed, "I know I'm the mostly sober one here but..."

"Right, in this house there were eight men," Tyler said, "We have; two white Americans, two white English guys, two white Irish guys, one white Canadian..."

"Oh FUCK..." Sami covered his mouth, "But I'm Syrian too!"

"You're white," Tyler said.

"Can someone call him?" Sami asked, "I feel awful."

"Why do you two feel bad? You two were the only ones that banged him!" Tyler said, "He'll be long gone now. Probably already in the Uber."

At that point Kip and Finn returned with drinks in their hands.

"One cranberry, one amaretto sour," Finn chirped, handing one to Sami and Tyler, who both silently took them.

"And three more sours...wait...where's Sammy?" asked Kip, "Bathroom? Hot tub?"

"He's gone man," MJF said gravely.

"Gone where?"

"Gone," Tyler said, "He stormed out."

"What the hell for? He was happy as larry when I came in earlier!" Kip demanded.

"Um...this is really awkward," Tyler sighed, running a hand through his floppy blonde hair, "He kinda accused us all of racism."

"WHAT?!" cried Kip, "What the fuck?! What the hell did you do to him?!"

Finn was looking extremely confused now.

"Nothing, that's just it," Tyler said, "It's what we didn't do to him that upset him..."

"Sambo, what's going on?" asked Finn.

"Nothing, don't worry about it," Sami said.

"I'm not having this," snarled Kip, "Where's my fucking phone?!"

"You left it in he dining room man," MJF said, "He's probably already gotten an Uber..."

"TWATS!" roared Kip as he sprinted out of the room.

Kip was frantically searching the dining room for his phone. Where the fuck did he leave it? Ah. There it was. Maybe it was because he was drunk, but he was NOT OKAY with what had gone down. And he'd have thought the others would've known better. He was sure none of them had MEANT to offend Sammy but all the same, this was really bad.

He dialled Sammy's number.

"What?" Sammy sounded tearful.

"They all said you stormed out of Codys!" Kip cried, "Where are you? Please for the love of God tell me you're still in the fucking neighbourhood."

"I just had to go for a walk," admitted Sammy, "Clear my head a bit. Think I might've had a bit too much Bacardi..I kinda went off on them all a bit, got jealous."

"Sammy love, I'm sure they didn't mean to offend you, did anyone say anything to you what triggered this?"

"They didn't have to," Sammy sobbed, "I've had the least action out of any of you today...and even then I had to work for it. Yet Devitt comes swanning in and all of you were over him like a rash, fighting to get a piece of him. I only got to play with Zayn cos he happened to walk in at the right time."

"It's barely evening, the day's still young," Kip said, "Please Sammy, don't let this ruin your night. Ruin things for us. Come back? Please?"

"Does Cody know?"

"I haven't seen him, he's still kikiing with Devlin on the patio, I was about to take them their drinks. You far?"

"Just a block or two away. I'll be back in ten minutes or so. I'm sorry Kip, I didn't mean to worry you."

"You're totally right," Kip said, "I'm gonna go off on them all in a second, don't you worry. Text me when you're at the door and I'll let you in. Don't ring the bell, don't wanna set Pharoah off and rouse suspicion. Last thing we need is a bollocking from Cody."

"I'm already walking back," Sammy replied, "Sorry again KIp for doing this."

"DON'T APOLOGISE," Kip said fiercely, eyes streaming, "See you soon babe."

"Bye Kip."

Kip took a deep breath and stomped back into the living room.

"You thoughtless bunch of absolute CUNTS!" he erupted, eyes flashing.

"Now hang on a minute!" Tyler said, "Sammy was the one who started it! He was throwing shade at Devitt."

"I don't care who fucking started it, at the end of the day, none of you...us, know what its like to be overlooked? It might mean nothing to you but that means everything to Sammy! Luckily he hadn't fucked off completely and he only went out for a walk! When he comes back, all of you, and yes, that includes you Devitt, will fucking apologise to him!"

"I didn't do anything!" spluttered Finn.

Kip's phone buzzed.

Sammy Guevara:
at door xx

Kip turned on his heel and sprinted to the door as fast as he could and pulled it open.

"Hey.." Sammy said sheepishly, "Think I just needed some air, I was being a bitch."

"Don't EVER invalidate how you FEEL.." Kip gasped, and he pulled Sammy into aferocious kiss.

"Steady on Kip.." Sammy was quite taken aback by this reaction from his friend.

"Come with me, NOW," Kip's eyes were flashing.

"Where?"

Kip was already leading him upstairs towards Cody's room.

"Cos this isn't gonna look too suspicious at all.." Sammy raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up and just go with this...please?" Kip almost begged.

Okay Sammy might be feeling a little better after some fresh air but Kip's behaviour was really puzzling him. But this was kinda hot...sneaking off away from the others...yes please. Or was Kip ashamed?

"Why can't we do this in front of the others, you ashamed of me?" Sammy couldn't help himself.

"Fucks SAKE.." huffed Kip, kicking open the door to Cody's room, "Isn't it OBVIOUS?"

"Isn't what obvious?"

"I want to spend some time just with you Sammy, without any of those WWE bitches."

Sammy had no choice but to let Kip yank him right into Cody's bedroom and hurriedly shut the door.

Kip began to kiss him furiously and Sammy began to kiss right back. They were both currently the only boys left of the 8 who were back in their clothes, so both men began to feverishly tear at one anothers, desperate to get to the muscular bodies contained within. This was different. This was rawer. This wasn't for the OnlyFans or JustForFans. This was a moment together. Just the two of them. And Kip was gasping for it. Sure Kip was known as the AEW kinkster but sometimes, you just had to strip all of that away. Kip had kept his white thong on when he was fucking Jordan; when he was riding Tyler, and when he fucked Finn. Now it was just him and Sammy, he shed the garment completely and was now fully naked.

"Take your singlet off Sammy," he said.

Sammy did so.

The electricity in the air was crackling with something that was altogether different from pure testosterone and heat. This wasn't two horny friends hooking up. Not this time.

Kip slowly began to jerk the now fully-nude Sammy off, gazing into his eyes blazingly.

"Kip..?"

"Ssh."

Kip planted very faint, almost chaste kiss on the pretty young hunk's lips.

Sammy was softly moaning.

This was certainly different from the usual sex he and Kip had with each other.

Kip pulled Sammy to him and they fell backwards onto Cody's bed, kissing with more fire and fury than ever, Kip's long legs wrapping around Sammy, his tattooed arm reaching up to stroke Sammy's model-like face.

He made an indistinct sound, somewhere between a moan and a whimper and leaned his body back a bit, opening his legs.

"You want me to top you?" Sammy raised an eyebrow.

"Please baby.."

Sammy had never seen Kip like this in a sexual situation. Although he knew Kip was a vers top...the Brit was now oozing a vulnerability Sammy had never seen before...and he liked it.

"Where does Cody keep his lube?" Sammy asked.

Kip shuffled up the bed and pulled open one of the drawers. Ooops. That wasn't Cody's side. He shuffled along to the other side and tried again. A bottle of Swiss Navy. Cody's favourite brand. He silently handed it to Sammy who instantly began to apply it generously to himself, before coating two fingers almost excessively and slowly, very slowly, inserting them inside Kip. The Brit was already a little stretched from Tyler earlier but still, Sammy was being so..gentle...and this was just what he wanted. What he craved. More than anything.

"Ahhhh..." he whimpered, resting his ankles on Sammy's muscular shoulders.

"Ready Simon?"

Kip practically melted at hearing his real name come from Sammy's lips. Oh he was ready. This felt unlike any time they'd banged and that was the idea. He'll apologise profusely to Cody later on.

"Ahhh!" he let out a sharp wail as Sammy entered him.

"Bate really opened you up huh?" Sammy grinned as Kip clung to the duvet beneath them.

"SSHHH.."

Kip was a little pissed off at that. Way to almost kill the moment Sammy.

Sammy was definitely FEELING the moment though. He slowly pulled out of Kip...before slamming deep back into him and this time he was truly balls deep.

"FUCK!" cried Kip, and his handsome, neatly goatee'd face split into a smile of pure ecstasy as his g-spot got well and truly smashed.

"Feel good Simon?" Sammy grinned.

"Perfect Sammy...don;t stop babe...don't stop...ohhhh FUCK..." Kip's skin was on fire - was it the alcohol? Or was it the fact he was having an intimate moment with his best friend? One that went deeper than just a bit of fun? Or that he rarely bottomed in missionary? All he knew was, Sammy was deep inside him and touching his spot just right and this was exactly what he wanted..all he wanted right now.

Sammy was spurred on by Kip's cries and moans - he looked so hot on his back like this. The dominant kinkster completely and metphorically stripped of his usual trappings. And to Sammy, Kip had never looked more beautiful.

Both of them were so lost in the moment they didnt even care that this wasn't their bedroom, nor that they were at a party. Sammy was thrusting in and out of Kip and Kip was writhing in pure ecstasy...he wasn't going to last...was he going to explode for the third time since arriving at Cody's? Definitely. Because GOD Sammy was hitting his prostate right in the best spot and his legs were on fire...his chest was tightening...yes c'mon Sammy, don't stop...oh god don't stop..

"Gonna..."

Kip wasn't even touching himself and he could feel it boiling up inside him...was he gonna shoot hands free? He'd never shot hands free, not unless various toys were involved.

"Oh my God, Sammy...oh fuck...oh god...oh fuck...oh fuck..fuck...ahhh...ahh.."

Kip suddenly let out a scream that almost rattled the window panes as he was sent careering over the edge, his abs splattered with white.

"Holy FUCK!" gasped Sammy. He'd never seen Kip lose control quite like this before. He began to speed up in earnest; this was incredible...easily the best sex he and Kip had ever had...he could still feel Kip pulsing around him...oh God..he was going to explode for the third time today too...with strangled cry he drove deep inside Kip as he too climaxed, Kip whining loudly as he felt Sammy release within him.

A few silent minutes fell as the two men basked in the glow of what was easily the hottest, most exciting sex that had ever happened between them. And Kip hadn't needed a single one of his toys or fetishwear.

"Come here.." gasped Kip.

"I'm here, I'm here.."

"Sammy...I...love.."

However, at that precise moment, the door clicked open and in walked Cody, fully 'dressed', so to speak, in his harness, jock and socks, followed closely by Jordan, back in his Love Bites crop and pink jock, and Finn, in his identical pink jock and crop top.

"Oh..." Cody almost had a heart attack when he saw Kip and Sammy on the bed.

"Hi..." Kip mumbled.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Jordan squealed, "Look at them! HOW CUTE!"

"Sorry Cody," Kip muttered.

"Oh don't apologise, you know my house is yours," Cody giggled knowingly, "I don;t blame you boys for wanting some privacy. By the way Kip, I think they heard you in Alaska."

"Oh..." Kip hadn't realised how loud he'd been.

"Modesty suits you darling," teased Jordan.

"Now that you two are here," Cody said, shutting the door, "We were gonna sneak a line. Fancy one?"

"Is the pope a catholic?" Sammy had pulled out of Kip by now and wriggled to the foot of the bed. He tried to catch Finn's eye as though to wordlessly apologise for being nasty about him earlier.

Finn raised his hand slightly as if to silence him. Obviously whilst Sammy and Kip were up here, the others had filled Finn on what went down and why Kip was so mad.

"You two should have at least bought matching crop tops," Kip wiped a tear from his eye and sniffed, attempting a smile.

Jordan frowned. He'd clocked that the smile didnt quite reach Kip's eyes.

Cody was rummaging in his chest of drawers for the big bag of coke he'd bought for tonight. Where was it...ahhhh...

"Finny, can you pass us the card and straw please," he said.

Finn reached into the pouch of his jock and and produced the Gold's Gym card and one of the cut pink straw pieces from earlier. Cody wiped the card on his sock to make sure it was fully dry and got to work racking up five lines.

Whislt Cody was busy, Finn silently padded over to Sammy and enrobed him in a fierce hug.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I totally didn't think."

"It's not your fault I got a bit sensitive and anyway I was the one who turned YOU down," Sammy whispered back, "All done with."

"I feel awful," Finn replied.

"It's a sex party, think nothing of it," Sammy continued, "Honestly..I just had too much rum."

Jordan was stood in front of Kip. He then hugged his friend tightly. He sensed Kip wasn't in a good place right now.

"Wanna talk about it?" he whispered in Kip's ear.

"Yeah, in a little bit..but it's nothing you've done," Kip replied.

"Okay," Cody declared, "Kip! Sammy! You boys first as you're the youngest."

Sammy and Kip slowly stood up, both still stark naked and padded over to the chest of drawers where five very neat lines had been racked up. It had to be said, Cody was certainly meticulous.

Two huffs and sniffs.

"Oh MAN...cheers Cody," Kip said, "I REALLY needed that."

"Same," agreed Sammy.

"Gruesome twosome, you're up next," grinned Cody.

"I realise none of you will ever get this reference but it's like a twisted version of Melanie and Martina from Pat Sharp's Fun House," Kip giggled as Finn and Jordan padded over to the chest of drawers to take their lines. From the back, they really did look like twins, especially as they both were wearing exactly the same make and type of jock and in the same colour too.

"I heard that! Bitch." Jordan complained.

"So not the Firefly Fun House?" Cody looked confused.

"Kids TV show, British, 90s," Kip explained, "Basically they were these twin cheerleaders."

"It's scarier looking at them both from the back, only way to tell them apart is the crop tops," Sammy put in with a snigger.

"Or which one has the more battered hole," Kip added.

Whew. Things did get tough for a little bit but thankfully, Sammy was able to come back. He made some perfectly valid points though about something thats areal problem within the gay community (sorry to start dropping anvils here!), but also bear in mind by now, all the characters have had a fair bit to drink so if things don't make full sense, that'll be why. Emotions will start running high with all these hormones in the air. And it looks like cutie pie Finn isn't the only one dealing with heartache; does Tyler have feelings for mischeivous Jordan? And it's pretty obvious Kip really likes Sammy more than just friends with benefits - damn Coddles interrupting the crucial moment! The next part will probably be more of a chillout with less smut as theyve all been hooking up pretty fiercely thus far. And now the sniff is starting to flow as well as the drink, who knows what'll happen next? Stay tuned! xx