Kurt Angle pushed open his hotel room door. Hunter, Adam and Jay had invited him to come to a club with them, but he had opted to spend a quiet night in his room instead. He set down his bag and flipped on the light.
"SURPRISE!!"
Kurt jumped about two feet in the air as four people jumped out at him. "Holy shit!" he cried, putting a hand over his rapidly beating heart. "You guys scared the crap out of me!" Kurt glanced around, seeing that his four guests were Too Cool, Hardcore Holly, and Crash Holly.
"Sorry." Crash grinned merrily, skipping over and plunking a party hat on Kurt's head. "We wanted it to be a surprise. Happy birthday!"
Kurt stared at Crash wide-eyed. "What? You mean this is a surprise birthday party for me?"
"You got it!" Crash slapped Kurt on the back, still grinning.
"But - my birthday's in December!" Kurt objected.
Hardcore scowled, walking over and wacking Crash in the back of the head. "You moron! I told you it wasn't his birthday!"
"But I thought it was!" Crash cried. "I thought he was just too shy to say anything. He's always been really quiet." He turned to Kurt, frowning in confusion. "It's not your birthday?"
"No, it's not." Kurt glanced at the others. "Sorry if I did something to make you think it was. Thank you, though, this was very nice of you."
"Well drat." Crash plopped into a chair, a scowl on his face. "And we got hats and a cake and everything!" He blinked as an idea come to him, then his grin returned, a little more sly this time. "Kurt, since we've got everything here anyway, how 'bout we pretend it's your birthday anyway? It'd be fun!"
"Well - " Kurt glanced at the others, who shrugged. "Alright, I guess."
"Great!" Crash grabbed Kurt's wrist and pulled him onto the couch, bouncing over to the coffee table and picking up a brightly colored box. "Here's your present!" he announced. "Open it, open it!"
The others gathered around, Hardcore looking over Kurt's shoulder, Scottie and Grand Master Sexay sitting to either side of him, and Crash sitting on the floor in front of him. Kurt glanced at the four of them, feeling surrounded and a little suspicious. He took the box from Crash, untying the ribbon and lifting off the top. He gaped at what he found inside; two bottles of scented lube, each with ribbon tied around it.
"Um - " Kurt glanced up at Crash, whose hand was steadily creeping up his thigh. "Did you guys have something involving these planned for tonight?" He gestured to the lube, looking curious and most definitely interested.
"Maybe," Crash drawled, his fingers tracing up Kurt's inner thigh.
GMS grinned. "Too Cool don't come to no lame par-tay!" he announced, doing a little jig.
"We wanna get down with you!" Scottie announced, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
"So?" Hardcore leaned over, whispering right into Kurt's ear. "Interested?" His hands kneaded Kurt's shoulders, making the Olympian lean into the stimulating touch.
"Sounds good to me," Kurt murmured.
"Excellent." Crash grinned brightly. "So, Kurt - " he raised his eyebrows, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. "Dom or sub?"
"I've always been sub," Kurt replied, looking between Scottie and GMS, who had both snaked their arms around his waist.
"Ok, great." Crash looked up at his cousin, who was still massaging Kurt's shoulders. "Let's move to the bed so we can continue with the seduction," he said mischievously.
Hardcore nodded, grabbing Kurt under the arms and dragging him over the back of the couch. Kurt wrapped his legs around Hardcore's waist as the bleach blonde carried him to the bed. As soon as Kurt's back hit the sheets, they immediately began making out, Kurt's wrapping his arms around Hardcore's neck.
Scottie chuckled, glancing at the others. "Dudes, I think Hardcore's claimed him first," he announced.
"But that doesn't mean we can't help!" Crash leapt for the bed, making the mattress shake as he pounced on it. He quickly tossed his shirt off, reaching between Kurt and his cousin to undo the buttons of Kurt's shirt.
"I want in too!" GMS cried, jumping onto the other side of the bed. Scottie remembered to grab the lube, then followed his lover. He and GMS had been together for some time, but they loved playing with others, and they had wanted a piece of the Olympic Champion for a long time.
GMS set to work removing Hardcore's shirt, while Scottie pulled off his own shirt, then cracked open the lube. "Mmm, strawberry," he murmured, letting GMS sniff the gel.
"Nice," GMS hissed, nodding approvingly.
"Give me that," Hardcore commanded, snatching the bottle and fumbling with his belt. Crash had successfully slipped off Kurt's shirt and was sucking on the brunette's exposed nipples, making his moan loudly. Scottie and GMS went for Kurt's pants, quickly pulling them off and releasing his already straining erection. They both ran their hands over his chest and thighs, Scottie leaning down to lick at the head of his cock.
Kurt was just about ready to pass out from all the stimulation. His breathing was already heavy, growing quicker as Hardcore slipped his own pants off, their bare groins coming into contact. Kurt moaned loudly, arching up against the bleach blonde pleadingly. Hardcore chuckled, squirting some of the lube out onto his fingers. He backed off a little, slipping his fingers in between Kurt's legs. The back of his hand brushed against Scottie's nose. The smaller blonde was still licking teasingly around the tip of Kurt's cock, GMS rubbing Kurt's chest with one hand and thigh with the other, while straddling Scottie in a very suggestive position. Crash was still suckling eagerly on Kurt's hard nipples, switching back and forth between the two buds.
Kurt bit his lip as Hardcore's finger slid into his body. He spread his legs apart wider as Hardcore began moving his finger around, soon adding a second, then a third. "Liking your present so far?" Crash whispered in Kurt's ear, nipping his ear lobe gently.
"Oh hell yeah," Kurt groaned in pleasure, working himself on Hardcore's fingers.
Crash laughed and shook his head. "Well if you're talking like Austin, then I know you're ready!" He glanced up at Hardcore, who had withdrawn his fingers and was about ready to penetrate the Olympian.
Scottie drew back, watching while biting his lip. "God I can't wait for my turn!" he murmured. GMS and Crash had also drawn back, watching eagerly as Hardcore thrust his hips forward, burying himself deep in Kurt's body in one stroke. Kurt cried out from the pain, but the discomfort quickly faded. Hardcore began thrusting into him at a rapid pace, Kurt eagerly arching up to meet him. Their pleasure filled moaned filled the air, the sound of their flesh joining loud in the room. The hot sight of their bodies heaving together was drunk in by the three other pains of eyes in the room, the owners getting very uncomfortable in their pants.
GMS reached for his belt, still watching Kurt and Hardcore as he slipped off his pants. Kurt went over the edge first, letting himself scream in ecstasy as an intense orgasm rocked through him. Hardcore followed him over, shooting his come into Kurt's waiting body. Still panting, Hardcore managed to pull out of Kurt and retreat to the side of the bed, letting GMS take his place. GMS wasted no time in penetrating Kurt with his already hard, dripping cock. Kurt moaned, wrapping his legs around GMS's waist as they began to move together. Not wanting to wait to get in on the action, Scottie leaned over and took Kurt's cock in his mouth, sucking on it hungrily and licking off the come from it.
Kurt managed to gasp out a few incoherent words, one of his hands grabbing Scottie's hair and guiding his mouth, the other running over GMS's back as GMS thrust into him. GMS came first, yelling triumphantly as he released within Kurt. Scottie increased his suction, bringing Kurt over the edge only a moment later. He had to fight not to come as Kurt's sweet fluid gushed down his throat. He practically shoved his partner out of the way, pouncing on Kurt and kissing him passionately.
Kurt kissed back eagerly. He was still panting, but far from spend and definitely still horny. He spread his legs invitingly for Scottie, moaning happily as Scottie entered him. They slammed their hips together, both drowning in the joy of their bodies meeting. GMS began to suck on Kurt's nipples and stroke his cock, giving the Olympian Too Cool tag team action once again. Kurt couldn't believe it when he came a third time. Scottie sucked in his breath as Kurt's muscles tightened around him, drawing his orgasm out and milking him dry.
"Oh holy..." Scottie collapsed on top of Kurt, panting heavily. "Oh lord, I've got to be top more often," he moaned.
GMS pulled him off of Kurt, wrapping his arms around his partner's waist. "We can talk about it," he stated, cuddling Scottie close to him. Scottie smiled and leaned into his lover's embrace, both still watching as Crash rolled to cover Kurt, grinning wickedly.
"Had fun, didn't ya?" Crash prodded.
"So much," Kurt groaned, pulling Crash down against him. "More!" he demanded, arching his hips against Crash's straining erection. Crash grinned, happily burying himself in Kurt's flesh. Kurt wrapped his arms around Crash's neck as the blonde began to thrust into him, not even noticing as the others quietly dressed and left. Crash took more time with Kurt, making their passion more intimate and deep than the others had. After they came together, they stayed in each other's arms, both feeling warm and satisfied.
"This is definitely the best birthday present I've ever gotten," Kurt chuckled, smiling happily at Crash. He blinked, realizing for the first time that they were alone. "Hey, where did the others go?" he asked, looking a little confused.
Crash shrugged, trailing a finger down Kurt's chest. "I guess they left." He turned onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, peering down at Kurt. "I have a confession to make," he said, a sly grin spreading across his face. He leaned in close to whisper in Kurt's ear. "I didn't really think it was your birthday."
"You didn't?" Kurt peered at Crash curiously.
"Nope. It just made a good excuse to get in here. The others really thought it was, though." Crash giggled and shook his head. "I managed tot convince them."
"But - if you knew it wasn't - then why all this?" Kurt inquired, looking confused.
"'Cos - cos there's something I want to ask you." Crash faltered for the first time that night, then swallowed, his confidence returning. "Kurt, will you please please please go out with me?"
Kurt was shocked. "What, you mean you set all this up just so you could ask me out?"
Crash shrugged, grinning like a cat. "I wanted to show you how much fun I am," he replied cheekily.
Kurt laughed, a wide grin spreading across his face. "And I bet finding out that I could go four times in one night didn't hurt, did it?" he said with a chuckle.
"Not at all." Crash looked at Kurt with wide, pleading eyes. "Well Kurt? What do you say?"
"I say if a guy'll go this far to make me happy, I would love to go out with him," Kurt stated. "So yes, I will go out with you."
"Great!" Crash squealed happily, pulled Kurt into his arms and hugging him tightly. Kurt laughed and hugged him back, feeling very warm inside. He glanced up at the shorter man when he felt Crash's hand trail down to his backside and squeeze lightly. Crash grinned and raised his eyebrows suggestively. "Wanna go for five, baby?" he breathed, leaning forward to nuzzle Kurt's neck with his lips.
Kurt grinned, lying back down on the mattress and pulled Crash on top of him. "Absolutely," he murmured, giving Crash a long, passionate, heartfelt kiss.
THE END