(This was a request from Krys Jericho. We hope she enjoys it. There will be a second chapter and possibly more in time. It is not a full-length story but more of a series of related one-shots.) Jade and Rose

It was late one Monday after an episode of Monday Night Raw. A lot of the wrestlers and fans had already cleared the arena to go home or out for a drink. Chris Jericho walked to a locker room at the end of the hall with an angry gleam in his eyes. He knew Dean was all alone and all the rest of his coworkers had gone. Dean had stayed after working his dark match to have a chat with one of the trainers. Chris had only one goal in mind as he walked briskly to the room with a bag in hand. He was going to make Dean's life miserable.

It was a known fact around the company that Dean and Seth were an established couple. They did not announce it to the world as some like Nikki Bella and John Cena but they did not hide it either. Seth was driving Chris crazy making his life a living hell and now they would pay. Seth had been bragging all evening to anyone who would listen about the big night he had planned for Dean...a nice meal out, relaxing bath, and then the expected night of sexy fun. Chris gave a smirk as he opened the locker room door and walked inside. Seth might have his plans but he was in for a big surprise. He would have to enjoy his night alone. It did not take the blonde long to spot Dean as he was coming out of the shower. "Well if it isn't the resident lunatic." He scoffed in a sarcastic tone.

Dean was toweling his hair with a small towel and another was tucked around his waist. His lifted his head at the voice. "Hey, Chris...what can I do ya?" Dean asked as he headed for his locker.

Chris gave a scoff as he sat his bag down. "What you can do is tell your boyfriend to stop getting on my nerves."

Dean looked back over his shoulder with a laugh. "Damn, Man...you're too uptight. That's just his charm."

"His charm?" Chris' voice rose to a higher volume. " His charm? He's driving us all as insane as you going on and on about how great he is...how much fun you two will have tonight. "

Dean turned with a smirk and a puff of his chest. "Well now...I didn't know he spoke so highly of my skills...he better watch it before someone tries to take me away." He eyes then roamed over Chris. "What, you stepping up for a shot?"

"You would think that wouldn't you?" Chris hissed. Before Dean could even reply, the older man moved quickly to put Dean into a headlock. He gave a smirk as he began to cut off his circulation. Dean gasped, trying to pull the older man off while cursing and gasping. He finally dropped to his knees before passing out. Chris moved to lock the door. He grabbed the unconscious Dean and dragged him to a metal folding chair in the corner, sitting him in it. He then walked to his bag and pulled out two scarves. "Shame to waste these." He muttered as he tied Dean to the chair. He gave a satisfied grin when he was finally finished.

It was a few moments before Dean began to come to again. He struggled faintly. "I thought the fun came later." He mumbled before his vision cleared and saw Chris. "Oh, it's you." He addressed him dryly.

"Kinky freak." Chris spat. "Now you can sit here awhile and let poor Seth stew. I might let you go later and you can tell him why you missed his perfect evening."

"Oh, come on now." Dean struggled some. "That's dirty...ever hear of leaving business in the ring?" As he moved the towel was coming loose from his waist.

"Ever hear of locker room justice?" Chris smirked. " By the way...now you owe me for three scarves. "

"Put it on my tab." Dean mused. "Damn, these things are chafing."

"Stop struggling...it's not going to kill you." Chris replied. "I'm taking a shower and I'll let you go...if you stop acting like a stupid idiot." He pulled a bottle of body wash from his bag before walking to the shower, whistling.

Dean watched as Chris left, shaking his head. He waited until he heard the water running before he shimmied his shoulder, feeling the scarf slipping up. He gave a smirk, keeping an eye on the entry from the showers as he shifted more. The scarfs finally lifted up until he could slip out from them. "Guess you were never a boy scout." He commented to himself as he moved with the scarfs next to the doorway to wait on the other man.

Chris returned from the shower a few minutes later. He was feeling pretty smug and dressed in a towel. Before he could reach his bag or see Dean was gone he felt as Dean slipped one scarf around his neck and moved to choke the older man.

"W-What the?" Chris gasped out, his hands going to his throat. His eyes fluttered and then closed. Dean held the choke hold a few moments longer before releasing him. He then used the scarfs to bind Chris' hands and feet together. He dragged the older man to the shower room, turning one of the sprays on. Chris gasped as the cold water hit his face. He sputtered as his eyes opened.

Dean cut the water back off. "Welcome back." He crouched down, looking at Chris.

Chris began to struggle. "Get me out of here you stupid idiot! " The scarves only seemed to grow tighter.

Dean laughed. "Stupid idiot? You do realize how stupid that term even is? And if either of us is...it's you for not knowing how to secure a knot." He reached down, grabbing Chris by the wrist. "Oh, get up." He yanked Chris to his feet.

Chris stood up after a moment. "Now what? What's your big plan, Dean?" The word Dean was spoken with sarcasm.

"Well, you ruined my fun for the night...so I guess you'll just need to be a replacement." Dean told Chris as he hoisted him up over his shoulder and began moving back for the locker room. "Fuck, for a little guy you're heavy."

Chris' towel fell off in the movement. "Replacement? I'll kick your ass!" He began to struggle.

Dean took his free hand to smack Chris wherever his hand would land. "I don't think you're in much shape to, Jerky Boy."

"Jerky boy?" Chris yelped as Dean's hand smacked his ass. " I'm not into your kinky games! "

"Well, then I guess the fun will be one-sided." Dean told Chris as he dumped him face first on one of the benches.

Chris struggled then began to scream as loud as he often did in the ring. "Help! Help!"

Dean went to Chris' bag, looking and finding more scarfs. "Damn, do you own stock?" He asked, pulling one out, tying a knot in the center of it as he moved to the bench. He reached over Chris' head, slipping the knot in his mouth as he screamed. He tied it behind his head. "So much better." Chris gave muffled curses as he struggled. His ass wiggled as he fought to get free. Dean slapped Chris' ass before heading for the bag. "How many more of these do you have?"

Chris just glared as his head turned to look at Dean. He was outraged at Dean's arrogance. Dean pulled another one and moved to pull Chris' hands from under him and over his head. He looped the long scarf between the scarf, binding his hands. He then used it to secure his arms to the bench. "That's better." Dean told him. He saw Chris' glare. "What, like what you see?" He smirked, grabbing his cock. Chris grunted with a shake of his head. He did not back down but glared at Dean in defiance. "Awe...you sure?" Dean mockingly cooed. He moved for his locker. "Well, you ruined my plans for tonight. So I guess you'll be my date. I don't know if you care for the dates Seth and I have...but do I look like I care?"

Chris struggled, breathing heavily through his nose. He was going to kill the smug SOB when he escaped. Dean pulled out the belt that was in his jeans. "This is a good start." He walked over, folding it. He held it near the folded end and then slapped Chris' cheeks with it. It was a dull thud like a leather slapper. Chris gave an indignant grunt at the blunt sting. He couldn't believe Dean hit his ass like a naughty schoolboy. Dean gave another thump. "You got a nice little bounce there." Chris grumbled around the makeshift gag. His cheeks were already slightly pink. "What, too light?" Dean moved the belt to make the end longer before hitting his ass again. Chris gave a grumbled curse at the pain. Being a long time wrestler he was no stranger to pain. It was just so humiliating.

Dean smirked, looking him over. Before he could do more he heard his phone going off. "Damn, who's interrupting our fun?" He commented as he moved to check. He pulled it out, flipping it open. "Your dime." He answered as he flipped the belt over his shoulder.

"Dean, where are you?" Seth's voice sounded a little worried. " I've been waiting forever on you. "

"I was a little tied up." Dean replied before laughing at his bad joke. "I thought you would have passed out by now so I...um...well, I found a replacement for some fun. I haven't gotten very far though. Why don't you come back to the arena? I'm in the main locker room. Just tell the guard outside you left something."

Seth's worry turned to anger. "Let me get this straight...you blew me off when I planned a perfect date for us to fuck around with someone at work? I know we play with others but that's not right, Babe."

"Whoa...Whoa...pull your claws back, Kitten. I didn't blow you off. Someone tried to ruin our plans...they delayed me." He moved for the bench. "Hold on a moment." He moved the pull the knot free from Chris' mouth. "Why don't you say hello, Sparkles?"

"Go to hell!" Chris snapped. He started screaming so loud he hurt Seth's ears. " Help! Help! "

Dean slipped the knot back in, trying not to get bit. He shouldered the phone to free his hands to tighten the gag again. "See, not my fault." He told Seth calmly like it was no big deal.

"Is that fucking, Chris and why is he screaming?" Seth exclaimed.

"Yes and I guess because I now owe him for….hmmm." Dean starting counting in his head. "Four more scarfs. I don't know why it looks like he owns the whole factory." Dean laughed.

"You tied Chris up and you want me to come over?" Seth's tone took on a smooth sound. "Can Kitten come out to play?"

"Yes...and yes." Dean replied. "He caught me coming from the showers...he wrapped the stupid things around my chest like a bad robbery movie." Dean laughed. "He then left me to get clean...so I reversed it on him...now get your ass back here."

"My pleasure." Seth almost cooed. " I'll get the bag. Be there soon. "

"Okay. I'll sit still and be a good boy until you get here." Dean told Seth as he hung up. He looked as Chris as he moved for the folding chair, bringing it near the bench. "Well, I guess you didn't ruin my night after all." Dean smirked. "You're just added entertainment." Chris' eyes grew wide as he started to struggle again. No way was he going to let Seth Rollins mess with him. "Well, isn't this fun?" Dean commented, watching Chris. "Even though you look like a flopping fish out of water." Chris just glared.

It wasn't too long before there was a knock on the locked door. "Dean? You there?" Seth's voice could be heard.

"Yeah, come join the party!" Dean yelled back.

"Unlock the door, Silly." Seth called.

Dean turned his head looking. "Oh, damn." He got up from the chair, answering the door. "I didn't know." He shrugged before moving to let Seth in.

Seth walked in with a small duffle bag. "Fuck, Dean. The place is deserted." He shut the door, locking it.

"Yeah..you know I tend to let my mind wander in the shower...well Jerky Boy jumped me when I came out." Dean told Seth.

Seth glanced over to where Chris struggled with muted grunts. "Um...aren't we going to get in deep shit for this?" Chris gave a nod, grunting.

"Hey, he jumped me first." Dean tried to defend his actions. "Plus, we could so get our normal insurance policy." He laughed. "Take a few photos and add them to our hidden file."

Chris' eyes widened as he heard Dean's words. Seth got a dark gleam in his eyes as he nodded slowly. "Okay, Babe." He walked closer to Chris, examining him. "He does have a nice ass I must admit."

"Not quite as nice as yours...but, yeah..not bad. So get snapping then let the games begin." Dean smirked.

Seth pulled out his phone and moved around to snap a few pictures of the naked Chris. "Any ideas for him, Babe? I brought my black bag. I got some new shit."

"Hmm, new stuff? Let me see." Dean's eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas. "Anything you would like me to christen on him?"

"Well...I did get something to try on you tonight...up to you if we use it on him first." Seth pulled out a large toy with the head the size of a tennis ball. "This is a Magic Wand. Some of the girls told me it's beyond powerful...Sasha told me guys love it too." He pulled out an attachment. "See...this part can be inserted like a toy...imagine a toy with a motor this massive vibrating against your sweet spot."

"Damn, I knew the girls could be freaky...but shit." He took the item, looking it over. "Is there an outlet nearby for this beast?"

Seth looked around the room. "Actually, we're in luck...one pretty close to the bench." He glanced at Chris again. "Can I spank his ass?"

"Be my guest." Dean told Seth as he went to plug it in and turned the switch one way. "Damn." He commented, holding it against his hand.

"Strong?" Seth asked as he gave Chris' ass a swat. The older man gave an indignant grunt.

"Yeah...hmm try the other way." Dean flipped the switch. "Okay. Not as bad."

"I knew you would like it, Babe. It was your special treat for tonight." Seth almost pouted as he took a small paddle out of the bag. He snickered as he hit Chris across his bare ass.

"Yeah, can spread eagle me in the next lay over the use it on me." Dean told Seth. He then looked at Chris. "So how does his work on a guy?"

"It's pretty self-explanatory." Seth said as he hit Chris with the paddle again. "You can either use the original head on his balls or cock...or use the extension to insert it in him."

"Well, face down the cock may be hard. Let's see." Dean pondered before touching the head as close to the balls as he could get.

Seth gave Chris' red ass a rub. His dark eyes looked hungry. "Oh, yeah, Babe. We're going to wear him out good." Chris gave a soft groan.

Dean pulled the toy back, shutting it off. "Guess we need the attachment and lube."

Seth moved for the attachment. "By the time we're done with him he'll sleep real good tonight. Probably come begging to us for more." Chris grunted, shaking his head no. Seth handed Dean the lube and attachment. "Have fun, Babe."

Dean laughed, looking them over before figuring how to put the attachment on. "Should I be nice enough to use a finger first? He's so uptight he could probably make a diamond out of coal up there."

"Yeah...make him moan for us, Babe." Seth agreed. Dean went for lube and used his free hand to part Jericho's cheeks, pouring a thin line between them. He slapped his ass when he started to squirm again.

Chris actually gave a slight moan that was mixed with the angry grunt. Seth smirked. "Did I hear a heated sound from the great Chris Jericho?"

"Damn...didn't even do anything yet. Does he like his ass tanned?" Dean asked, slapping Chris' ass again.

Chris shook his head but panted softly. "I think he might,,,interesting." Seth smiled.

"Fun." Dean mused. He put the lube down and parted Chris' cheeks. He took one finger to massage over the exposed hole before slowly pushing it inside.

"Wonder if he bats for our team or just likes spankings?" Seth mused as his hungry eyes took it all in.

"You can ask him later." Dean snickered as he moved his finger until he felt the sensitive pad, rubbing over it.

Chris tensed as his eyes widened in shock. He gave a moan before he could stop it. Dean teased Chris again before he moved to add a second finger to stretch him. "Well, if he does I don't think he ever bottomed. He seemed shocked." Seth gave his loud laugh as Chris gasped around the cloth.

"Guess he's too cocky to take a cock." Dean mused as he withdrew his fingers.

"Well, that may change. Get him off with a toy and then you can fuck him, Babe." Seth started to strip out of his clothing. "I want that loud mouth choking on my big dick."

"Just hope he doesn't try to castrate you." Dean told Seth as he grabbed the wand and went to insert the attachment before turning it on.

"He does we'll leave him here and send the picture." Seth laughed. Chris could not respond as he suddenly felt strong vibrations against his nerves. His eyes were wide as he cried out around the gag.

"Hmmm, wonder how much he can take even on low?" Dean asked. "Any bets?"

Seth laughed. "Maybe a few minutes?"

"So, I guess we just wait." Dean commented before grasping his own cock, already getting heated. "I always enjoy new playmates."

Chris' body strained as he felt himself getting hard. "Me too." Seth agreed. "It's always so much fun to see them squirm. Remember John? He never did tell Nikki."

"You positive he didn't?" Dean asked. "Damn...he warmed up in the end though." Dean licked his lips with a pant. "How many times did we see him over the years?"

"At least ten or so...the first was at his gym in Tampa." Seth laughed. "Had him tied before he knew it. Fuck, he was fun to spank."

"Nice jiggle...hmm I think we are neglecting our current guest." Dean focused back on Chris, giving a little movement to the toy. "How you holding there?"

Chris glared at the men with a muffled curse. "He's sweating...turn it up, Babe." Seth told Dean.

"Damn...yeah, that will do it." Dean mused before flipping the switch the other direction.

The loud sound of buzzing filled the air. Chris' body tensed as he began to moan. He had never felt anything so sexually pleasurable before. He could not control his reactions any longer. "Well, I guess it does feel good...I can't wait for the next city." Dean commented. Seth laughed.

Chris began to shake after only a few minutes. His body tensed before he gave a drawn out cry of pleasure. "Guess he got off...wonder if you can push a second with your cock?" Seth laughed again.

Dean shut off the toy and pulled it out with a faint pop. "Well, help me raise him up to see."

Seth moved to grasp Chris, pulling him up. The older man's face was flushed. "Yep...big mess." Seth said smugly.

"Think the old man can really go a second time?" Dean asked, moving for the black bag.

"Sure...he's tough." Seth laughed Chris glared daggers at Seth as he lowered him back down.

Dean reached in a side pocket, pulling out a condom. "Damn, I think we are running low."

"Well, we did use two on Randy the other day." Seth reminded him. Chris had to wonder how many guys had been in his place.

"Well, I guess we need to get some soon." Dean told Seth, opening it to put it on himself.

"We'll do that." Seth was hard as he looked at Chris. "He's going to feel so good sucking me."

"Do we risk removing the gag?" Dean asked, walking back over.

"The place is deserted. He screams we put it back in and take turns on his ass." Seth said cooly.

"Okay...be my guest." Dean told Seth as he moved to straddle Chris' legs. "Nice tight position." He mused.

Seth walked around to Chris' face. He struggled to remove the scarf, pulling it out of the older man's mouth. "Come on, Chris. Be a good boy." Seth almost cooed in a dark tone.

"I am not putting that...thing in my mouth!" Chris exclaimed.

When he opened his mouth to yell more profanities Seth shoved his cock inside. "You bite me it will not end well for you."

Dean laughed. "And people say I'm the crazy one." He moved to work his cock between Chris' slick cheeks to brush against the now slacked hole, pushing inside.

"You know I like it rough and dirty." Seth told him. He held Chris' head as he fucked his mouth.

"Yeah, I do." Dean moaned as he pushed balls deep.

Chris gagged slightly in outrage but didn't bite. His body was on edge already from his hard release. "Mmm...he has a good mouth." Seth admitted as he moved his hips.

"Well, if he comes back we may need to switch things up." Dean told him. He started to move and slapped Chris' hip near his ass. "Like that thought? You come see us...we may even let you tap one of us."

"Not me...I'm not submitting to his cocky ass." Seth said with a scoff.

"Well, maybe I'll be the bottom slice of a Jerky sandwich." Dean moaned.

Seth gave a moan at the thought. "Fucking hot. Let me see you pound him, Babe." Dean moved to grip near Chris' waist as he started to move faster. He panted and moaned at the feeling. "Yeah...fuck, yeah." Seth groaned as he used the older man's mouth and throat.

"He feel good? He does here." Dean commented between pants.

"Yeah...he tight as Orton?" Seth asked as he pushed his cock deep into Chris' throat. "He should be...he's uptight enough."

Dean chuckled with a moan. "Yeah...hope he don't rip this thing." Dean told him.

"Not like he'll get knocked up." Seth chuckled. Sweat ran from his face, wetting his beard. His head went back in pleasure at the feeling. He loved dominating older men...feeling them bend for him. It was almost a fetish.

"Yeah...you know why we use them though." Dean told him. He got the same rush as Seth. It was almost a bigger rush when they would see the two men weeks later, not for payback, but for a repeat of fun.

"Yeah...I know." Seth groaned. He loved how they could take the oldest veterans in the company and make them crave more and more. "Not going to last too long tonight." Chris actually groaned as Dean brushed his sensitive bundle.

"Well, enjoy it while you can." Dean moaned, moving faster. "Guess I hit the right angle."

"You gonna make him blow again?" Seth said thickly.

"Guess we will see." Dean replied. "Since he did once I don't know if I will outlast him."

Seth began to grow more erratic as he felt the heat build in him. "Fuck...almost there...so fucking good...yeah...Fuck!" He pushed deep as he flooded Chris' mouth, holding the older man's head so he would be forced to swallow.

"That's hot...well, I'm sure his mouth was dry from the scarf." Dean commented.

Seth finally pulled out, leaving a panting Chris. "W-What the fuck have you done to me?" Chris gasped. He seemed to almost not even know what to say.

"What do you mean what have we done...we still are?" Dean moaned out. "Getting it up for us again...going to lose a second load?"

"No...no." Chris said in a raspy tone. Seth smirked and reached under the bound man to grasp his hard cock. "Oh, he's hard again alright."

"Mmmm, yeah jerk him, Kitten...get him to squirm." Dean panted.

Seth began to jerk Chris, watching with hunger as the older man indeed began to squirm. Chris' breaths came in harsh pants at the dual feeling. "Come on, Kit...we know you love to see that milk." Dean moved his hands to help boost Chis up onto his knees some. "Fuck, almost there myself."

Now that Seth could see Chris more fully he moved to replace his hand with his warm mouth. He began to suck right away, causing Chris to moan out. "Oh, fuck!"

"Yeah, that's it lap him good." Dean moaned. "Fuck...god, right there." He moaned out as he came.

Seth took Chris down deep, making the older man shudder. "Oh, fuck...fuck." He rambled as he felt so close. His cock throbbed in Seth's eager mouth.

"Yes, he is quite skilled." Dean commented as he held the condom as he pulled out slowly. He then reached under Chris to massage his balls. "You feed him good and we will free you."

Chris couldn't have held back had he tried. He groaned loudly as he came, filling Seth's eager mouth. Seth drank all that was offered before moving to lick his lips. "He's a good one, Babe." Chris could hardly form a sentence as he felt his brain was rattled.

Dean set down Chris and got off the bench. He slipped the condom off before walking to Seth. "Let me see." He grabbed Seth by the back of the head, his hand tangling in Seth's hair, pulling him in for a deep kiss allowing him to taste Chris from Seth's lips. Seth moaned as he returned the kiss with hunger. Making the older men bend for him always got him so hot. Their tongues battled for dominance a few moments, neither really willing to relent. Dean finally broke the kiss. "Okay...let's get dressed and blow this place...oh, and untie him too." Dean laughed. "I'll shower at the hotel." He told Seth before moving to throw out the condom.

Chris could hardly process what had happened or keep his eyes open as the other two men dressed. Instead of the cursing you would expect only faint mumbles passed his lips. Seth chuckled. "Looks like we did the impossible...we made him speechless."

Dean looked over his shoulder. "Well, I guess untie him then leave him here to wake up...someone finds him I'm sure they will think some rat got a hold of him." Dean gave a laugh as he moved over to free Chris' hands.

Seth walked to whisper near Chris' ear. "You want a repeat...find us." Chris mumbled and moved to lay down once he was freed.

Dean just shook his head. "Okay, time to blow this place." He looked at Chris. "Thanks for the added fun." He smirked, heading for the locker room door. Seth mockingly blew the unconscious man a kiss before following Dean. He knew Chris would be back for more soon. They always came back.