If you didn't see the match, here's what happened: Edge and Rob
had some pretty good action back and forth, including a few extremely slashy
poses. Lance Storm ran down and tried to attack Edge maybe ¾ of
the way through the match. Edge threw Storm around the ring a lot and managed
to hold his own against both men for a bit, but Rob turned the tables on
him. Storm and Rob did a conchairto on Edge and Rob get the pin.
"What the hell was that?" Edge demanded, throwing himself down on the couch.
Rob stepped nervously into their shared locker room, closing the door behind him. He shifted on his feet uncomfortably, watching Edge as the gorgeous blonde grabbed a shirt out of his bag and pulled it on. "You're not mad about the match, are you?" he asked hesitantly.
"Mad?" Edge snorted. "No, of course not! Why should I be mad just because you had your pathetic mechanoid buddy run out and attack me, making the match two on one and costing me the win? Not to mention you two using my own move on me! I'm just thrilled about it!"
"Edge, you have to believe I had nothing to do with that!" Rob insisted, walking quickly over to the couch and dropping to his knees beside it. He tried to take Edge's hands in his, but the blonde beauty pulled them away, still glaring at him. "Edge, please," Rob begged, "I didn't even know he was going to come out! I've barely even talked to the guys backstage. Shane or Stephanie must have sent him out. I never knew anything about it!"
"Sure you didn't." Edge's angry eyes pierced into the other man, making him wince. "I should've known all you Alliance scum weren't good for anything more than a quick backstage fuck!"
"Edge, please don't say that," Rob pleaded, looking hurt.
Edge took a deep breath, momentarily closing his eyes. "I'm going to take a shower," he announced. "And you are NOT welcome to join me! Stay here and we'll talk when I come back."
Rob nodded, sitting obediently on the couch while his gorgeous blonde lover headed for the showers. He closed his eyes and rested his head back against the wall, his mind running over the incredibly three weeks he had spent with the blonde bombshells. It has been the happiest three weeks of his life, and without a doubt the most sexually satisfying. He had been persuaded to try things with Edge and Christian that he never would have considered with anyone else, and he had enjoyed every second of it. He felt a tight bond with both blondes, and the thought of losing them over something as trivial as a match made his mind recoil in horror.
Rob's eyes flew open as the door to the locker room opened, a wet and dripped Edge stepping into the room. Rob bit his lips, unable to stop the tightening in his groin as his eyes ran over the blonde beauty's figure. Edge had only a small towel wrapped around his waist, his long golden hair hanging over his shoulders in sexy wet sheets, the tips sending little rivers of moisture trailing over his skin. His fair chest was spotted with dozens of tiny water droplets, each glistening in the light. The towel hid little of his strong, muscular thighs, the creamy skin of his legs looking clean and inviting. Rob couldn't take his eyes off the blonde's long, powerful legs, remembering what it felt to have those legs wrapped around his waist.
Rob jumped when Edge cleared his throat. The blonde bombshell rolled his eyes, placing his hands on his hips. "Do you need help putting your eyes back in your head?" he commented, sounding both condescending and amused.
Rob swallowed, sitting up straight and trying to ignore the throbbing in his groin which had begun the second he caught sight of Edge's perfect, nearly naked body. "Sorry," he whispered.
"No need to apologize." Edge chuckled, pulling another towel out of his locker and running it over his hair. "You show me one man on either roster who wouldn't stare at me and I'll show you a straight man! Anyway," he continued as he toweled off his body, ignoring Rob's lustful gaze, "I've come to a decision about us."
Rob held his breath, finally tearing his eyes away from Edge's beautiful body. "Yes?" he asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
Edge turned to look at Rob, giving him a disinterested look. He began to speak as if he were talking to a child. "Listen Rob, the last three weeks have been great. We've had a lot of fun and a lot of incredible sex. But I think it would be better if we just parted ways now. You obviously have other interests, namely Machine Man, and I'd like to have Christian to myself again. We love each other, and we need out time alone." Seeing the devastated look on Rob's face, he walked over to the crushed wrestler, putting his hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "You should make the best of this Rob. This is best for us both. You know that with Christian and I you won't be able to have anything serious, since we're already committed to each other. This'll let you pursue a more serious relationship. You should count yourself lucky, honey. Most guys only get one night with Christian or I; you got three whole weeks with us both!"
"B-but....are you sure?" Rob looked absolutely heartbroken. "Don't you think we could still have fun together? The three of us?"
Edge shook his head sadly. "I just don't think it'll work, Rob.
I'm sorry. I really am sweety." He leaned down to give Rob a peck on the
cheek. "I hope you have a lot of luck with your next boyfriend," he told
Rob, squeezing his hand reassuring before turning, picking up his bag,
and striding out of the room, still clad only in the skimpy towel. Rob
just sat on the bench, staring straight ahead. He felt about ready to cry.
Christian looked up as the door to his hotel room swung open. He grinned as he saw Edge step into the room, immediately putting down his book and throwing off the covers, revealing his naked body. "About time, baby," he purred, spreading his legs apart and licking his lips seductively. "What kept you?"
Edge chuckled. "I had to work. Have fun lying around on your ass all night?"
Christian laughed, raising his fingers to beckon his lover closer. "It's not my fault they didn't schedule anything for me tonight. And for your information, I did plenty."
"Oh?" Edge raised his eyebrows, quickly pulling off his shirt and reaching for his belt. "Like what?"
"I went for a swim." Christian grinned as he watch Edge strip, his eyes feasting on his lover's body. "And I met to cutest bellboy!"
Edge chuckled as he settled onto the mattress, slipping between the golden blonde's legs. "You didn't!"
"I so did!" Christian beamed, pushing a bottle of lube into Edge's hand. "I fucked him right on the room service cart! He had an incredibly tight ass, baby, he was delicious! You better believe I gave him a biiiiiiiiiig tip! On top of the good time I showed him, that is."
"You wicked little devil," Edge commented, shaking his head as he slipped a finger into his lover. "We're apart one night and you're banging the hotel staff!"
Christian shrugged, rocking his hips into the movement of Edge's finger, groaning when his lover added a second and third. "I have to get it somewhere, don't I?"
"Of course you do baby." Edge slid his fingers out of his lover's moist tunnel, quickly slicking his cock and settling his body on top of the eager golden blonde's. He bent his head to kiss Christian's neck as he positioned himself at his lover's entrance.
"Mmmm, that's nice," Christian moaned, automatically wrapping his legs about Edge's waist as the blonde beauty penetrated him. His arms circled around Edge's strong torso, exploring the blonde's silky back as the bigger man began to thrust into him. "Oh that's good!" he moaned breathlessly, his mouth hanging open a little. "That's so good Edge! No one can do me like you!"
"And no one feels as good as you," Edge replied, closing his eyes as pleasure flooded through him.
"Mmmmmm," Christian groaned, his hips bucking against his lover's in a slow, sensual rhythm. "Just us tonight, baby?" he asked, moaning as Edge's tongue began to toy with his nipple.
"Mmmhmm," Edge murmured, treating his lover's hardened bud to a full tongue bath.
"Figured it would be, after that match," Christian gasped out, his chest moving heavily as his pleasure grew steadily stronger. "Rob really chose the mechanoid over us?"
"He claimed he didn't know," Edge told the golden blonde, the pace of his hips increasing with every thrust. "I decided to give him his walking papers."
"Good." Christian moaned louder, arching against Edge desperately. "Oh god baby I'm close! Faster!"
Edge sped up his pace again, aiming for and hitting the golden beauty's sweet spot with every thrust. Christian's nails dug into his back, his mouth falling open and his body growing tighter. The moans of both men filled the air, their conversation abandoned as their pleasure increased to mind blowing levels. "Edge...Edge....Edge....oh, yes, yes, god yes!!!" Christian managed to scream as his came, his body shaking as his muscles clamped down on his lover. Edge threw his head back, letting out a loud howl as he spilled his hot seed into the golden beauty's shaking body. He collapsed on top of Christian, his body as fire from the ecstasy he had just experienced.
Both men were silent for a few minutes as they recovered their senses. Christian's hands continued to stroke Edge's back affectionately. He rubbed his cheek against Edge's silky hair, placing a kiss on the other man's forehead. "You got your head back, baby?" the golden beauty asked softly.
Edge glanced up at him, taking a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I seem to be able to think again," he commented, smiling at his lover.
"Good." Christian raised his eyebrows. "Then get off of me please."
Edge laughed, rolling off to the side. "No problem. I guess I'll just be going to sleep now that I've satisfied you for the night, then."
Christian laughed out loud, shaking his head and clicking his tongue at Edge. "You lazy bastard. I know you want to do me all night. I will do my best to make you happy! Give me 20 minutes and we can do it again, kay?"
Edge grinned and nodded enthusiastically. "You got it, baby!"
He pulled Christian into his arms, giving him a passionate kiss. Both of
them groaned in annoyance as the phone began to ring.
The Next Part:
Open Up the Gates