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"You suck!" shouted the audience as the patriotic theme hit paying tribute to the Olympic gold medalist and current WWE champion Kurt Angle. Kurt made his way to the ring in his wrestling tights that revealed his muscled abs, hard pecs, and his bulge down south, all looked as thought they were painted red, white, and blue. Kurt was proud of his successful title defense against the huge muscled stud Brock Lesnar, he remembered what happened at the last WrestleMania when he was injured by the man who's quote is "Here Comes The Pain."

Kurt on his way to the ring also remembered what happened after he came back from his injury, Charlie Haas and Shelton Benjamin left him behind, throwing away their team, Team Angle, leaving behind the captain.

Kurt in the ring raised his arms in the air, got on one leg and hopped in the circle, part of his signature entrance. Kurt was told to compete against John Cena as part of Vince's orders. John Cena's "Basic Thuganomics" theme hit and the announcer's voice overcame the arena, "Standing at 6 foot 1 inches tall, weighing 248 pounds, from West Newbury, Massachusetts, John Cena." Wearing nothing but baggy shorts, a chain, and boots, this man made of muscle arrogantly headed to the ring. To go along with the show and to get the audience more into the match John Cena taunted Kurt Angle by grabbing his crotch showing off and disrespecting the Olympic gold medalist.

The bell rung and the match started, Kurt pretty much dominated the long lasting sweaty match until the ref was knocked out, when John gave Kurt a low blow, knocking him on to the mat, John arrogantly set up Kurt Angle for the German suplex. Cena trying to hide it from the audience bit the tip of Kurt's ear to get his attention, "Don't take this from me, but you better watch your back, you don't want your ass beat," warned Cena.

Not knowing what he mean Kurt continued the match and reversed positions and went for the Angle Slam, knocking Cena on his back. Kurt's hot sweaty body dropped atop of Cena's hard, sweaty, muscular body to go for the pin. Cena kicked out at two, Kurt jumped up and removed his top straps revealing his sweaty, ripped, unique body. Kurt grabbed John's foot and put in the Ankle Lock, Kurt's other signature move. Within seconds John had no choice but to give up and tap out to the champion, the champion that proves the title is his every week.

Kurt walked out towards the backstage area with cheers and "You suck" chants behind his back, Kurt knew he impressed them yet again. Kurt was trying to find John to find out what he meant. Kurt ran into Charlie Haas, the man he used to order around and asked him about Cena. "Cena probably left already man."

Kurt sighed, "Damn, oh well I'm gonna hit the shower and head back to the hotel."

"All right then man, I guess I'll talk to you later." Charlie laughed as Shelton Benjamin walked up from behind the dressing room door, as Kurt walked away, knowing Kurt didn't know the hell he would go through tonight.

Kurt noticed as he walked to the end of the hall where is dressing room was, that not a single soul was present, even though Kurt was in the main event there was always more superstars walking around, but tonight, none. Angle always thought that he could do or take anything, he won Olympic gold with a broken fricken neck, so being the last person in the building didn't get to him, yet.

He waltzed into his dressing room still with both straps downs, still revealing his beautiful body. He dropped his belt in the corner of the empty soundless dressing room and began to strip off the little clothes he had left, first pulling his trunks past his thick muscled thighs and huge meaty ass, then he slid off his tight blue thong and out of his amazing bulge popped out his huge cock, above his cock was a small trimmed patch of dark black hair, and he wasn't even hard. Kurt picked up a towel, wrapped it around his waist and headed to the showers, Kurt's cock swinging along the way.

The door swung open to the showers as Kurt walked in, the room was already hot and steamy and he heard a shower already running. Kurt thought maybe it was John, Kurt need to know what John meant by, you better watch your back; you don't want your ass beat. Kurt explored the showers heading toward the final shower, the one that was running. Kurt peered into the empty stall to see nobody. "Fuck it, I'll use this one." Kurt said as he dropped the towel showing off nude body again.

Amazingly to Kurt the shower's water was perfect, the temperature that wasn't way too hot, and not cold. Kurt eased into the shower and grabbed a bar of soap; he began to lather the soap starting at his lower abdominal area. Kurt rubbed the soap all over his muscled body, it even amazed Kurt to feel like his entire body was hard, except for his currently soft crotch. Kurt lathered up on the tip of his cock and made his way down where he washed his balls, for Kurt this was his shower technique.

All the showers in the room all of a sudden lit up, frightening Kurt causing him to drop his soap, he hurried and grabbed the soap and checked to see who was trying to pull this prank on him, whomever it was knew him well, all of the showers were the same temperature, the temperature Kurt liked most.

Kurt now began to freak out as he hurried to rinse off his body under the closest shower. He grabbed his towel and attempted to rush out of the shower. He could see through the little window on the door that no one was in his dressing room, or anybody else's for that matter. As Kurt was about to push open the door, the door flung open smacking Kurt on the head and hurting one of his legs, "What the fuck is going on!"

He couldn't look up to see who hit the door, Kurt wanted to know how bad he was hurt, Kurt knew he hurt his leg, but he didn't think it was that bad, the only thing he worried about is the blood he felt slowly drip from his forehead, Kurt now was afraid.

Kurt's sight went dark as the light turned off in the shower room, only leaving little light from the dressing rooms, leaving only a dim light. Kurt could feel a sort of breeze blow in, like a door opened up letting the outside air in. Kurt grabbed his towel from around his waist and placed it on his forehead. As he started to sit up he felt another strong man hold him down. "What the fuck are you trying to do to me?!" Kurt cried out, unfortunately no one heard, except for men who were messing with his mind, no one else was there. Kurt saw the clock on the wall with the faint light that shown in, it read 10:43 PM, the time he blacked out.

A sharp pain jolted across Kurt's face, the lights were back on and Kurt saw the clock as soon as he came back from his black out, it read 12:10 AM. He felt something heavy on his chest and to his surprise it was Charlie Haas, completely nude with his ripped abs, cut pecs, and strong arms that held Kurt's down, Charlie had a hard cock that surprised Kurt at first site, with small faint sight of a lighter brown colored hair. "Hey look who came back to hell, Shelton." Charlie called over to Shelton.

Kurt was in fear as he saw the amazing stud Shelton Benjamin walk up alongside Charlie, stroking his ten inch plus dick. "What the hell are you to doing!" Kurt yelled in pure fear.

"No one's gonna hear you Kurt, besides, we'll take good care of you." Charlie and Shelton laughed.

Shelton wanted his former captain to fear him as he studied his ass, "How do you want it Kurt?"

"What? Get the hell away from me! If you even try touching me..."

"You'll do what Kurt? Nothing? Let me shove this cock down your throat? Take Shelton's cock hard up the ass?" Charlie asked as he rubbed his cock all over Kurt's chest, nipples, and lower neck.

"Get the hell away from me!"

Without warning, Shelton felt around Kurt's butt hole, twirling his finger around Kurt's tight hole, and rubbing his huge cock around his asscrack. "Please! Don't do this!" Kurt expressed with great fear.

"You're pathetic, we're gonna enjoy this more now." Charlie spoke in an easy voice, but Kurt knew it was sarcasm as Charlie slapped his hard thick cock on his face. "Now stick out your tongue."

Kurt knew he was in no position to refuse Charlie and did what he was told, hoping this is the last time he would ever have to do this. Charlie slapped his cock on Kurt's tongue as Kurt felt Shelton trace his ass with his dick, and with one jolt, pain, scream, and a mouthful of Charlie's cock, Shelton shoved his unlubed ten inch cock as far as he could in Kurt's dry, virgin asshole, still on the shower room floor. Shelton, who spread Angle's legs to each side, pumped his cock in and out of his dry hole.

Kurt who cannot scream in pain because of the mouthful of cock from Charlie, all he could do is let tears run down his face as he was fucked hard in the face and ass. "I swear if you bite me, your stay in hell would just be getting started." Charlie warned.

Chorus of moans is all that is heard in the showers as Kurt began to enjoy his cruel punishment for something he still doesn't know he did. "Oh fuck! Suck harder you little bitch!" Kurt loved the taste of Charlie's cock and he licked up any trace of pre cum, he didn't know why but he told himself to. Kurt loved the feeling of being dominated by these two hard horny men, Kurt now with a full hard on, felt though he was going to burst without being touched.

Shelton moaned as he fucked the tight virgin hole of this now willing man, as his partner fucked the hell out of his face. "Oh Uh, I'm gonna cum!" Charlie screamed. Charlie began to shoot his loads that coated his tongue and throat, "Oh baby swallow it all."

Benjamin was really himself, as was shown when Shelton threw his back. "Let's see how well you've been doing." Charlie said as he grabbed Kurt's cock, all Kurt got out was "Oh!" as he shot his load upwards at Shelton's pecs and abs, causing Kurt's ass to contact for all he knew the first time.

"OH FUCK SHIT!" Shelton yelled in great pleasure as he shot first of many loads deep in Kurt's ass. Shelton pulled out his long thick ten inch dick, only to be willingly gripped by the champion, their former captain, who fell to Shelton and Charlie's revenge and sexual desire.

"If only my stay in hell were longer." Kurt joked.

"Well, we don't have to go far to get cleaned up." Just then they all noticed one shower was still going.

"I swear we turned them all off."

Then the water shut off, all three looked over to see John Cena who snuck into a shower stall, a small stream of milky white water raised toward the drain. All he said was "I thought I told you to watch your back Kurt, you might get your ass beat." As he slid up his loose baggy shorts and left the showers, and Shelton's amazing cock got hard again.

End.