Fandom: All Elite Wrestling
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Christian Cage/Nick Wayne/Luchasaurus
Additional Tags: Non-Human Genitalia, Large Cock, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Blowjobs, Cunnilingus, Stomach Bulging, Excessive Cum, Anal Gaping, Daddy Kink, Emotional Manipulation, Angst
Summary: Nick's first night with Christian and Luchasaurus after Wrestledream 2023.
Original Date Of Publication: January 8th, 2024
Notes: None
"You made the right choice, Nick. I'm proud of you."
Christian pulls him in and kisses the top of Nick's head, still damp from his shower. His guts are still all tied up in knots. It felt good to finally let out his frustration, all his pain, put his foot down and refuse to be collateral in Darby's feud anymore. For a moment. But then Sting-- and his mom-- Adam-- He's lost a lot too, now. He sighs and leans into the comfort Christian offers.
"Hey, cheer up. We're celebrating. Two wins for Luchasaurus and I, and a step in the right direction for you."
Luchasaurus comes and sits on the edge of the bed, too, crowding in on Nick's other side. He tenses involuntarily-- being so close to him has never ended well. But the huge hand on his knee is light now, testing the waters. Coaxing, not coercing. Luchasaurus nuzzles his snout into his hair, not quite a kiss but something close enough. His breath, puffing in and out as he takes in the scent of Nick's shampoo, is lukewarm. Reptilian in its lack of heat. It's strange, just a few hours ago they were at each other's throats. Luchasaurus is at his throat again now, but with soft little lip-nibbles at his skin that make his face flare bright red.
"He's sweet when he wants to be," Christian muses, helping Nick shrug out of his hoodie. He carefully avoids his bruised waist and rubs his upper back.
Nick's still sore from his match, but the warmth of Christian's palm helps relax the muscles a little. He's sandwiched between hot and cold, but both are shockingly tender with him. Almost frustratingly so. He made his choice, and he accepted an invitation to their suite, knowing exactly what they'd expect from him. This isn't what he'd expected from them, though. There wasn't an extra stipulation, but he did lose to Luchasaurus, after all. He expected a little more manhandling. Secretly, deep down, he even hoped for it. But when he opens up for his new partners, tries to pull them down, he just gets a bemused smirk from Christian and low chuckling from Luchasaurus.
"Quit teasing," Nick huffs. "You need an invitation all of a sudden?"
"It's called foreplay, kid." Christian slips a hand between Nick's legs, over his sweatpants, and finds him fully hard already. They've barely even touched him yet. "Looks like we're gonna have to teach you some patience."
He keeps his touch feather-light, barely there. Feeling out the form of his shaft. Slim like the rest of him, a good shape and size to suck on. He bucks his hips up, and Luchasaurus pins them back down, growling a warning. Fear flickers in Nick's eyes briefly, until Christian physically turns his attention back to himself with a hand on his chin.
"Maybe some restraint will do you good, too."
Nick, full of surprises, licks his lips and crosses his wrists behind his back. Christian can practically hear his heartbeat thumping away, so worked up so fast, and so eager to prove himself now. They're gonna have a field day breaking him in, training him, building him up into a perfect tool. Baby steps. For now, he needs to learn to make himself useful, not just usable.
"We're not playing that game today." Christian chuckles at Nick's too-late attempt to hide his disappointment.
"I can take it," he insists. "You don't have to be so careful with me."
Christian squeezes his chin a little harder.
"We won't be. But before we break out the whips and chains, we're gonna get to know each other first."
He motions to Luchasaurus, who guides Nick off the bed, onto the floor.
"For starters, why don't you warm Luchasaurus up? Your victor deserves some special treatment."
Nick nods, focusing now on the imposing dinosaur man above him. Luchasaurus lifts his hips to allow Nick to pull his pants and underwear off, and he and Christian both snicker at the look of shock that crosses his face. Christian may have neglected to mention just how much of Luchasaurus' body is formed by his reptilian genes.
"It's not gonna bite. Go ahead and touch him."
Nick blinks, owlish. "Okay."
All that confidence goes down the drain as soon as he's faced with a pussy where he expected a cock. He reaches out and notches his hand into the crease of Luchasaurus' leg, and strokes the pad of his thumb up his very plain slit. It's not even a normal, human vulva. No complex folds, just dark red scutes framing moist pink lips. They spread open with a little bit of pressure, and inside is more familiar-looking. His clit, though-- it's bigger than he's seen before, and shaped differently too. Nick's nose bumps against it as he dives in without any further hesitation. He and Christian can probably tell that this is new territory for him, but maybe he can still impress them with his enthusiasm. He curls his tongue and dips the tip of it inside of Luchasaurus. He's met with a salty-sour taste, and a core that's warmer than the rest of the dinosaur's body. Nick alternates now and then, switching from flat strokes to focused lapping at Luchasaurus' clit and probing at his entrance, encouraged and guided by his big hand petting his hair and Christian offering tips.
"You can put your fingers in him, too, he likes that."
When Nick looks over, Christian has his pants undone and his hand around his cock, leisurely stroking himself while he supervises and instructs. He nods his approval as Nick wets his fingers in his mouth, and gingerly pushes two into Luchasaurus' pussy. Luchasaurus takes them with ease, clearly used to taking much larger things. His channel is soft and flexes gently around his fingers, warmer and warmer the deeper he goes. As he feels around, Luchasaurus cants his hips to guide him to the right angles, and the fat nub protruding from his folds twitches visibly. Nick licks his lips and seals them around it. It's buttery smooth on his tongue, and firm. More or less the same as suckling on the head of a cock. That brings a little of his confidence back. He knows what he's doing now, and he's doing it well if Luchasaurus' reactions are anything to go by. Not just verbal-- low rumbles and huffs of breath, sometimes a little higher noise when he swirls his tongue just right-- but physical as well. Nick learns Luchasaurus' body quickly, from the contractions of his cunt and the throbbing of what he now realizes is a penis after all. It grows between his lips until it fills his mouth, leaking thin, salty fluid. And it keeps on growing, longer, thicker, until it prods the back of his throat and he has to pull off.
"Fuck... What the hell..."
Nick pants, still pumping his fingers, three now, in and out of Luchasaurus' pussy. Wet down to the wrist with his slick. His cock stands out from the peak of his slit. It's a strange sight, stranger than how it felt in his mouth. Narrow, wider at the base and tapered at the tip with no clearly defined "head". Raw body pink all over, with faint blue veins streaking under the surface. It bobs with his pulse, shining with Nick's saliva and the fluid that steadily weeps from its meatus. It's mesmerizing, intoxicating, to have Luchasaurus at his mercy instead, grunting softly as he hooks his fingers inside him.
"What do you think?" Christian asks.
Nick swallows thickly. "He's... Uh..." He doesn't know what to say. What they want to hear. What won't make him sound pathetically inexperienced. Christian chuckles and runs his fingers through his hair.
"I'm asking if you want to fuck him."
Luchasaurus pulls Nick up by his wrist. It feels like a reprimand, but he makes his intentions much clearer when he pries his lips apart with his forked tongue and slithers it around his teeth. When he shoves a hand down his pants and pulls his dick out to the open air. Nick is dizzy and disoriented by the time he's let go, so horny he can barely think. The sight of Luchasaurus, huge and imposing, turning onto his hands and knees for him, is almost enough to make him come on the spot. He whimpers pitifully. Christian sidles up behind him, his lips right against his ear.
"He wants you, too. Take him."
He holds Nick's cock in hand, and guides him. Pushes him forward with his own hips until he's buried to the hilt, exhaling a shaky sigh.
"There you go, baby. Easy now."
Christian stays glued to Nick, flattening a hand across his abdomen to control his pace. He wants to buck and thrust and fuck like a rabbit, it's obvious by the way his lean muscles twitch anxiously under Christian's palm. He's spring-loaded on a hair trigger, but so desperate for approval. So willing to be molded into shape. He opens up beautifully, too, when he's pushed to hunch over Luchasaurus like an animal, and Christian massages his tight, unused hole with spit-slicked fingers.
"Keep it up, you're doing so good."
When Christian hands over control, the results are stunning. Nick takes his guidance, and keeps his rhythm subdued. He could easily fall right into that jackrabbit pace his young, unrefined body so desperately desires, but he moves his hips slow and steady, if a little stiff.
Christian drips lube down his crack and keeps working his rim. Coaxing it to let him in. He has to be careful about it, not out of fear of hurting Nick, but to get him ready without riling him up too much. He doesn't expect the boy to last very long (he knows firsthand how hard that is with the velvet vise of Luchasaurus' cunt squeezing your dick), but it won't do for him to shoot off too early. He's just getting started, just finding his groove, rocking back and forth between Luchasaurus, and Christian's fingers. Luchasaurus is finally getting into it, too. Even though he's certainly used to taking bigger and harder, his broad back arches when Nick hits the right angle, and milky slick drips down his thighs. It makes Christian proud. Three fingers stretching him, and he only swears under his breath a little bit. The fourth only makes him pause briefly, looking over his shoulder at Christian with a twinge of concern in his brow. Christian smiles and kisses him. He's slack and pliant, soft lips and tongue following his lead. His hips buck a little harder-- god, it makes Christian's cock twitch too, how receptive and malleable he is. It melts all those doubts out of Nick's head, he can see there's nothing left going on behind those hazy, half-lidded eyes and dopey smile when they separate again.
"Trust me," Christian speaks against his still-parted lips. "You'll be thankful later."
Nick nods loosely. "‘Kay."
He's so easy. He's so easy, Christian might feel bad, if he were a weaker man. Nick focuses his attention back on fucking Luchasaurus, and Luchasaurus groans as he picks up the pace. A little kiss and encouragement, and Nick's suddenly that much more confident.
"Hgh-- Hair--" the dinosaur growls, grabbing Nick's hand from his hip.
Nick gets the message. He winds his fingers into Luchasaurus' tangled hair and pulls. Gentle at first, then harder when he snorts and throws his ass back against him. He needs more. He needs rougher. He cranes his neck back and lowers his chest down to the mattress to show Nick, ‘this is what I want'.
"Oh-- fuck, I'm--!"
It's more than Nick can take, though. He barely gets his hand planted on Luchasaurus' shoulder to keep him pinned, before he's overwhelmed. His hole clenches down around Christian's fingers as he loses all rhythm in his thrusts. He chases his pleasure blindly, hips slapping wet against Luchasaurus'.
"Oh, good boy," Christian croons. He bites at his neck, just to hear him moan brokenly and feel him flutter and twitch from the inside. "Let him have it. Fill his pussy up."
Luchasaurus reaches back and digs his fingers into the meat of Nick's thigh to keep him buried as deep as possible while he comes. He doesn't let him go until he starts to wriggle and whine. The flexing of his channel is too much for his spent, oversensitive prick. Christian is there to catch Nick when he slumps back on his knees. He pants, limp and fuzzy. Even with his skin so hot and sweat-tacky, Christian's hands are warmer. Petting his heaving chest. Thumbing his cute little pink nipples. Squeezing his hips. Massaging his thighs. Nick signs and relaxes, laying his head back on his mentor's shoulder.
"You did good," Christian praises Nick. He kisses his shoulder, then bites it to focus his attention again.
"But you could have been better. Luchasaurus didn't get to come. Are you just gonna leave him like that?"
"Nn-no, but..." Nick pouts. "I can't, uh... I can't get hard again right away..."
His face goes beet red. Christian lacks the conscience to tell him that's normal. Not when he's so sweetly eager to impress. He kisses his temple instead, and winks at Luchasaurus, unseen.
"That's okay, you don't need to."
On cue, Luchasaurus rolls onto his back.
"Oh," Nick gasps.
The last time he saw (and tasted) Luchasaurus' cock, it was just pushing 6 inches, maybe an inch and a half thick. This is... At least twice that. Christian helps Nick into the dinosaur's lap, keeping his hands around his slim little waist. Now that it's fully erect and standing upright, Luchasaurus' dick reaches up to Nick's belly button. A little past it, really. His heart gives nervous little flutters between beats. This is what Christian meant when he said he'd thank him later.
"Oh..."
Mesmerized, he coats both hands with lube and works them up and down Luchasaurus' shaft, getting a better feel of its shape and size. The tapered tip is a blessing. There's no abrupt change in size until it gets to the base. After reaching an impressive maximum three inch girth, it pinches in at the root. If he can even take it all the way, Nick wonders if it'll get stuck there. The idea turns him on more than it probably should. His own prick stirs again, quicker than expected. He rocks his hips and grinds against Luchasaurus' shaft. Luchasaurus rumbles and digs his claws into Nick's thighs, a steely glint in his eyes.
"Quit teasing."
It's the first coherent thing he's said (or growled, rather) to Nick since their match, and it sends a shiver down his spine.
Nick licks his lips. "Or what?"
Christian barks a surprised laugh behind him. He lets Luchasaurus bat his hands away and take the reins. Baring his teeth in a snarl, Luchasaurus effortlessly lifts Nick by the waist and positions him over the tip of his cock. He pauses, then, and locks eyes with Nick. The boy smirks, and that's all the permission he needs to pull him back down. Spearing his lithe body so abruptly that no sound leaves him when his jaw drops open. Luchasaurus isn't so cruel that he'd force his entire length inside him all at once, though. Halfway is enough to shock him into silence. Another inch, and he breaks it with a guttural moan.
"Oh-hoh, my god--"
His legs tremble, so weak all of a sudden that Luchasaurus has to hold him up. A harsh shudder ripples through his body and knocks him forward. He braces himself with his hands on the dinosaur's shoulders. Luchasaurus lowers Nick down a little more, and a cracked whine like a rusty hinge leaves him.
"Well, don't kill the kid." Christian sets a hand on Nick's shoulder, ready to pull him away, but he shakes his head. Christian raises an eyebrow.
"No?"
Another shake.
"Talk to me."
"Want it. I want all of it."
"You heard the boy. Give him what he wants."
For all his growling and posturing, and all of Nick's insistence that he can take it, Luchasaurus is still careful with him. He keeps a firm grip under his ass to control their pace, and fucks him incrementally deeper with each thrust. Just a little more every time he lets Nick sit back down on his cock. The first 6 inches are already plenty to fuck himself on, if he weren't so greedy. The anticipation coils in Luchasaurus' gut, too. He doesn't want to stop halfway. He wants to be buried completely inside Nick, wrapped in tight, moist heat. His lizard brain wants to pump him full until his cum leaks out of his overworked hole.
Christian watches with rapt attention. Collapsed forward onto Luchasaurus' chest with his legs spread to straddle him, Nick's wide open for him to ogle. It's not just the depth he has to adjust to. More than that, it's the stretch. He certainly didn't seem like a total virgin when Christian had his fingers in him, but it's clear that Luchasaurus is thicker than anything he's taken before. His rim is pulled smooth and flushed pink, shining with lube and Luchasaurus' own natural slick. Right before his eyes, he reaches the thickest point of Luchasaurus' shaft, and Luchasaurus holds him there for a moment. And Christian can't help but reach out to feel for himself.
He strokes the edge of Nick's hole, where he and Luchasaurus connect. There's not a single centimeter of give left-- this is his limit, for now.
"Beautiful."
Nick's chest swells with Christian's praise.
And then Luchasaurus pushes past that threshold, and Christian watches Nick cinch around the narrower base of the dinosaur's cock. Luchasaurus pulls this hips down, fully flush with his own. Christian rubs his back.
"You did it. That's all of it. Now how do you feel, Nick?"
Nick raises his head like it's full of bricks. Luchasaurus rocks shallowly in and out of him, stretching his entrance over and over. He raises himself up on shaky arms.
"Fuhh-- full. I can-- I feel it in my stomach."
It's a totally alien feeling, having something so deep in his body. Christian's hand slides around and under to palm at his belly. He can feel him there too. Christian sucks in a breath.
"Sit up, Nick. Show me."
Laboriously, and with ample support from Christian, Nick drags himself upright. Or mostly upright, at least. He leans back against Christian's chest, while Christian rests his chin on his shoulder and they both look down at his abdomen.
"Oh, wow."
Nick clenches involuntarily on a gasp, causing Luchasaurus to buck, and -- yeah, they can all see his cock moving under the boy's skin and lean muscles. Christian all but holds Nick up for Luchasaurus to fuck up into, as he goes shaky and limp when his thrusts lengthen. He keeps a hand on his stomach all the while. Eyes dilated and focused sharply, Luchasaurus reaches out to touch, as well. Transfixed by the supple, accepting body taking his cock like he was made for it. It's faint, but he can feel the pressure when either of them push down on the bulge. And it drives Nick wild. He arches his back, resting his sweaty mop head on Christian's shoulder. With his free hand, Christian reaches around his body to scratch across his chest, thumb and pinch at a nipple, anything he can do to keep Nick moaning so sweetly for them both. His cock, hard and red and dripping again, twitches and jumps at the bite of Luchasaurus' much sharper claws in his hips, his thighs, tracing the V of his groin. He only has to run a knuckle up the underside for Nick to start bucking and begging. It's slurred and incoherent, but his ecstatic body language makes up for what he can't get across in words. Luchasaurus snorts.
"You think he deserves it?" Christian chuckles. Nick nods eagerly, until he winds his fingers in his hair and forces him to look down at Luchasaurus.
"Has he been good enough for you? Good enough to breed?"
"Ple-ease, please, 'm good-- please..."
His hips swivel enticingly.
How could Luchasaurus say no to that, even if he wanted to? His mind is made up before Christian even takes his hands off. He pulls Nick back down, their sweat-slicked bodies flush against one another. He palms the back of Nick's head with one hand, and his butt with the other, digging his claws in at both ends. And when Nick moans at that, Luchasaurus digs his tongue in there, too. He gives him the full length of the slippery, wriggling muscle, slithering it to the back of his throat while he thrusts in and out of his needy, greedy hole. The boy grunts and exhales through his nose each time the thick base of Luchasaurus' dick pushes and pulls past his rim. And anytime he can pry his eyes open, they're rolled back, unseeing, utterly lost and brainless. The only signs of higher function in his fuck-drunk body are his pretty pink lips sucking on Luchasaurus' tongue, and his fingers gripping his shoulders like his life depends on it.
Luchasaurus claims him with a low, rumbling bellow like an alligator. His toes curl and his heels dig into the mattress, pushing his hips up. At the same time, he shoves and holds Nick's ass down. Christian has a perfect view of the whole display. Luchasaurus' cock visibly pulsing as he pumps Nick full of cum. His cunt clenching below. Nick whining at his guts being flooded and sloshing when he wriggles a little. His asshole twitches and clutches around Luchasaurus' shaft, but the pressure is too much. Even while still plugged, little spurts and trails leak and drip down onto the sheets.
Christian hops off the bed. "Shit-- hold him, don't pull out yet."
Luchasaurus grunts and clamps both hands firmly around Nick's waist. He's already starting to go soft, though, as Christian hurries to grab a towel from the bathroom. Once spreads it underneath Luchasaurus, he can finally lower back down. Carefully. Christian parks himself at the foot of the bed to watch the moment when his cock finally pops free. A flood of semen pours from Nick's slackened hole. Thick like glue, heavy and sloshing in his guts. It burbles out of him in waves as his muscles flex weakly. Christian can stick his fingers in without even touching his rim now.
Nick rests his head on Luchasaurus' chest and arches his back.
"Mmn, are you gonna...?"
He's panting lightly, so clearly worn out that he can't lift his head to look back at Christian properly. But he can still rock back and forth to entice him. He can still unabashedly grind his dick against Luchasaurus' abs. He can reach back to spread his ass, as if he thinks Christian can't already see inside him, isn't already getting into position and tapping the head of his cock on the edge of his hole.
"Ready for me so soon?"
Nick nods. Of course he is.
"That's my boy."
"Your boy," Nick echoes, lazy and slurred. He inhales sharply as Christian pushes forward, then sighs.
It's goddamn filthy. Gaped so wide that his rim can barely provide any friction, only Nick's soft inner walls caress Christian's cock. Once it's hilted inside him, he takes his hands off his own ass and grabs at Luchasaurus' shoulders for support again. They're almost sickeningly sweet on each other now, like they hadn't had a brutal match earlier. Luchasaurus nuzzles at his lips until he opens up for him to lick inside again. He tenses just the tiniest bit when his tongue dips down his throat, but Christian only feels it in the pulse of cum he pushes out around his dick in the process.
"He really filled you to the brim, Nick. I'm jealous."
That makes the boy shiver.
"I should've taken you first. Can you even feel me, after Luchasaurus split you open?"
Nick, bless his heart, tries valiantly to clench down on him. His muscles strain, and even more hot, thick seed flows out of his open hole, but to no avail. Christian chuckles and pushes a couple fingers in alongside his cock. He pushes down on his shaft, angling it to drag against Nick's poor, battered prostate. Even as young as he is, Christian doesn't think he has another orgasm in him. But he's gonna try and wring one out anyway, for his own satisfaction. Nick whimpers.
"There you go. I've got you."
"Tha-- haaah-- thank y-youuu..."
They might have broken him. That boy who was so hesitant at the start of their night, now only protests the loss of Luchasaurus' tongue in his mouth as he scoots back to sit against the head of the bed. Now he readily buries his face in his pussy when they're spread. Christian has to hold him in a visegrip to stop him from fucking himself harder, faster, more, more, more-- he slaps Nick on the ass, and he moans with his tongue buried in Luchasaurus' cunt, cleaning it out.
"Don't get greedy now. A good boy takes what Daddy gives him."
Nick comes abruptly, with a hoarse cry that might have been "Daddy" if he weren't muzzled between Luchasaurus' thighs. Oh, he really is perfect. Christian can't imagine ever letting him go.
"That's right, baby, you're Daddy's good boy, aren't you?"
"Uhhh-- uh-huhhh..."
That third orgasm was the last, and took the last of Nick's energy out of him. He presses his forehead into the crook of Luchasaurus' hip and collapses flat into the lukewarm puddle of cum underneath himself. Luchasaurus stokes his head. Sitting back on his heels, Christian pulls out of his still-gaping ass and tugs himself off. He surveys his conquests. His weapon. His protege. His tools for anything he wants to do with them. He finishes with his own success on his mind and the head of his dick just resting on the puffy, red edge of Nick's hole, so he can watch himself shoot into the open channel. Finally, everything is still. Everyone's satisfied and spent. Some certainly more than others. Nick doesn't move when Christian gets off him. Nor does he make a sound, safe for a very soft, but very distinct snore. He's out like a light, drooling on Luchasaurus' thigh.
"Ugh." Christian keeps his legs bowed awkwardly when he stands. His shins are glazed with a film of dinosaur cum from kneeling in the puddle. More is splattered around his crotch and thighs. "Never again. You wanna dump a load in him again, you do it in the fucking shower. Or jack off first. This is ridiculous."
Luchasaurus rolls his eyes, behind his back. Carefully, he slips out from under Nick and drags the thoroughly soaked towel out from under him. It was almost useless in the end, the sheets are still slimy. They're still gonna have to crowd in the other bed. Nick stirs when he's scooped up and carried away, and flinches when Luchasaurus barges into the bathroom with him in his arms. Christian protests from the shower stall. Luchasaurus snorts and ignores him. The hot steam and running water lull him back to sleep in moments. Somebody has to take care of the boy after all's said and done. If "Daddy" can't step up, Luchasaurus will. He props Nick up in the bathtub and gets to work with a warm cloth, cleaning the drool off his face and dried cum from the rest of his body. He doesn't respond again until he's draped over his shoulder with a finger up his ass to clean him out inside too.
"Mmuh... Chr'schn..."
"Shhh. Sleep."
His arms squeeze around him, then go limp again. Christian doesn't say a word to either of them, just towels off and gets in the clean bed. The only courtesy he shows is keeping to one side, with space for his partners. Though he'll take credit for much more in the morning, for sure. It'll be "we" took care of the mess. "We" gave Nick a bath so he wouldn't have to sleep glued to the bed. "We" carried him to bed and "we" sat him up and got him conscious enough to reluctantly and sloppily drink some water so he wouldn't wake up dehydrated with a headache. "We" definitely didn't complain about him spilling, though. Christian won't tell him about that, and neither will Luchasaurus. Nick deserves his happy lie for now. His new Daddy that loves him and wants to give him the world, after making him destroy his old one. He couldn't stop it happening to Jack. Luchasaurus keeps a protective hand over Nick's chest, over his heart.
Nick won't be any different, but maybe he can delay his heartbreak just a little longer than Jack's.
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