#sami/jey/cody | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

afterdarkprincess · 1 year ago

Text

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself- Part 1

Relationship: Sami/Jey/Cody Rating: Explicit Summary: Things get a little heated in the bus after the Fastlane Press Conference, Sami facetimes his boyfriend to get in on the action.

----

Writing's been a little on the backburner the last few weeks but I'm back with more horny nonsense :)

There will definitely be a Part 2 coming soon- Pour one out for Team Yeet, it was a beautiful 9 day reign.

This fic is Explicit- Reminder that my blog is not intended for Minors.

This fic contains: Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Grinding, Dry Humping, Coming Untouched, Unrealistic Sex, and mentions of Alcohol.

Tags for @elementaldoughnut12 (who inspired this fic) @feelschicken @harmshake and @swiftiebvcks 💖 If you'd like to be tagged in the next part please let me know :)

---

Partying on Cody’s bus after their win at Fastlane was completely unexpected for Jey.

To be fair, winning the Undisputed Tag Team Championships with Cody had also been completely unexpected, but he wasn’t about to question it now. They’d have to pry these belts out his hands now.

Once upon a time he could party with the best of them, but his always on the road lifestyle kept him from drinking much anymore, not with all the matches and the responsibility of being in the Main Event.

Jey’d taken several shots with Cody and others, knocking back mouthfuls of Hennessy and Crown. When the knock had came at the door with a nervous PA letting them know they needed to be at the press conference in 30, both men had looked at each other, knowing about how well this all would go.

Cody clapped a hand on Jey’s shoulder, reassuring him that he was good to do most of the talking. Jey tried and failed to suppress his giggles, finding the whole situation completely hilarious. Cody laughed too, grinning at him, unable to completely keep his composure.

They get through the press conference, and distantly Jey knows they probably will get in some kind of trouble for going out there like that. Roman certainly would have been furious at he and Jimmy if they ever tried that, but Jey doesn’t have to worry about Roman or his reactions anymore. And that feels so good.

With the tag belts back on his shoulders, he feels on top of the world.

He follows Cody back to the bus, both of them laughing as they go. Any time there’s a lull in the laughter, he lets out a “YEET” or Cody beats him to it and they burst into giggles again. The edges of his vision are blurry and despite the chilly midwest air, he’s warm in his t shirt.

He crashes into Cody’s back when they arrive, Cody laughing again as he struggles to open the door to his own bus. It seems like most of the people that were with them celebrating earlier have cleared off, leaving the bottles of liquor in the now quiet space.

Cody grabs a beer from the fridge and sits on the couch, cracking it open. “How much you wanna bet we’re trending already, Uce?”

Jey laughs, pouring himself another drink. “Yeeeeet,” He can barely get the word out without laughing, and the red Raw Belt falls off his shoulders onto the floor with a thud. He hangs his head in defeat while Cody continues to laugh.

Cody laughing at him should probably bother him, but it doesn’t. Cody has been an adversary far longer than he’s been a friend, but something about him makes him so easy for Jey to get along with.

“Bet those Judgement Day fools wishin’ they would- they could be celebratin’ like US, Uce!” It’s less coherent than Jey thinks it is, but Cody gets it all the same, throwing his head back and exposing the long line of his throat. Jey’s always been a bit of horny and handsy drunk, and the sight of Cody’s neck does something unexpected to him.

He feels his dick brick up in his dope new ring gear, the shiny blue material not really gonna hide much, but Jey couldn’t find it in himself to care.

Jey eyes the broad expanse of Cody’s lap, his knees spread wide on the couch, taking up space. He thinks about how it’d feel to sit there, how those powerful thighs would feel under his, and Jey’s brain is already too far gone to make objections.

He knocks back the drink in his hand, setting it down shakily as he moves towards the couch. “Ey, ey,-“ He only trips a little bit in the few feet between them. “Ey, Uce.” He’s up in the other man’s space and Cody is fixing him with that look, too intense like he can see into Jey’s head.

Jey straddles him, letting his weight sink down until he’s fully on Cody’s thighs, legs splayed wide and he’s giggling again at how good it feels.

Cody doesn’t say anything, just keeps looking at him like if he blinks maybe Jey will disappear. His hands wander though, coming around to grip Jey’s ass and support his weight in his big hands.

“How’d we get here, huh?” Cody asks, giving one of Jey’s cheeks a squeeze.

“I ain’t really know, uhhh,” Jey diverts his eyes from Cody’s so he doesn’t get distracted by their blue depths. The slippery fabric of his pants gives against the leather of the couch, and he sinks further onto Cody’s lap, immediately greeted by the hard press of the other man’s cock against his ass. “I dig it though, Uce. You got all that- is that for me?”

Cody giggles at him again, but he also rocks his hips to rut his clothed cock against him. “Well can’t say I never thought about it before, have you seen your ass? Need a license for this thing.” He gives Jey’s ass a light smack and Jey fights to not let out an embarrassing moan.

“S’why they call me juicy ucey, bruh-“

“That so?” Cody interrupts him, then captures his lips in a sensual kiss, riding on the energy of the moment.

Jey groans into it, wrapping his arms around Cody’s neck to hold onto him tighter and kiss deeper, grinding his hips to get that sweet friction on his rapidly hardening cock.

Then Jey feels the tell tale vibration of his phone ringing in his pocket.

“Ey, uh, one sec, Uce-“ He grabs his phone, seeing Sami’s face and name light up the display. “Eeeeyyy baby,” He greets cheerfully, putting the phone on speaker.

Jey’s honestly surprised his boyfriend hadn’t called earlier- he’d been unable to make it to the event after not having a match on the card, but he’s sure Sami would have watched. They’ve been together a few months now after finally sorting all their emotions out and Jey can’t think of a time that he’s ever been happier.

“I’m so proud of you baby!!” Sami’s voice comes over the line, and Jey can hear the smile in his voice. “I caught the whole thing, those creeps got what they deserved!”

“Yeet,” Jey moves his hips again, feeling Cody still hard against him. “Me n’ Cody Uce showed ‘em whose boss.”

Cody added in helpfully, “Yeet.”

“Still celebrating?” Sami asked. “That press conference was gold.”

“Yea, Boo- we was just getting cozy…” Jey’s dick brushes against the warm bulge in Cody’s pants and he lets out an unmistakable groan.

Cody freezes beneath him, looking at Jey in alarm.

There’s a pause before Sami speaks again. “Oh we’re getting cozy like that, huh? Baby, you know the rules.”

Jey shakes his head lazily. “‘Know Sami, ‘sposed to ask you first.”

“S’okay, baby- Cody’s a friend. We can let it slide this time,” Sami’s voice is rich like honey, soothing to hear. “Tell me how he feels, sweetheart.”

Cody’s lazy smile returns and his grip tightens on Jey’s ass, rocking their clothed dicks together again.

“Unnnnnhh- So good Sami, warm.” Jey slurs, dropping his head onto Cody’s shoulder. “Feels good,”

“That’s good baby, you still got your clothes on?”

Jey nods as if Sami can see him. “Mmhmmm, just been grindin’, you know?”

“Cody, make sure he keeps those on? He didn’t tell me in advance so thats all he gets.” Sami’s voice leaves no room for argument.

“Gotcha,” Cody replies, voice strained as Jey whines.

“Naw, C’mon Sami, please?” Cody watches the Samoan pout, and giggles despite himself at his plight.

“No way, you gotta earn that. Maybe if you’re good tonight we can make something happen after Raw on Monday- if thats okay with Cody?”

Cody grins, “I think we could make that work, Sami. If Uce here can be good that is.”

Jey fixes him with a grumpy face but Cody can’t take it seriously. “Whose side you on here, Uce?”

Cody bucks his hips, pressing hard against Jey’s hard length, pulling another low groan out of him.

Sami laughs over the phone. “Think that answers that. Take what you need baby, get yourself off. Let me hear you.” Jey writhes against Cody, moaning and whining as he ruts their dicks together, chasing his fast approaching orgasm.

Jey’s moans change into breathy pleas, “Fuck, please, so close Sami, lemme cum, please please, uce-“

Cody silences him with a bruising kiss as Sami’s voice talks him through it. “That’s it, Jey, go ahead. You’ve done so well sweetheart, you can cum.”

Jey’s hips stutter a few more times before stilling as he lets out a beautiful cry against Cody’s lips, breathing heavily as his thighs shake. Warmth spreads between them as Jey spills into his pants.

They break apart, Jey’s head dropping again onto Cody’s shoulder, his brow damp with sweat.

“Cody, can you put me on facetime?”

Cody takes the phone from Jey’s slack fingers, and hits the buttons to get Sami’s face up on the phone, pointing the camera at Jey’s face.

“Oh so pretty baby, so good for us,” Sami coos. “You better tell Cody thank you for taking care of you.”

Jey lifts his head just enough to look Cody in the eye, “T-thanks, uce…”

“Now you know that’s not what I meant, Jey,” Sami’s face was stern on the phone screen, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Jey’s face lights up, “Yeah, Sami?”

“Yeah, baby. Cody, you want those pretty lips on you? S’okay as long as I can watch.”

A blush blooms across Cody’s cheeks, but he nods excitedly.

Jey slowly removes himself from Cody’s lap, mindful of the wet spot blooming on the front of his pants. He takes a moment, downing another drink and swaying his hips as Cody follows behind him, sitting Jey’s phone down as he shoves his pants down to his knees, revealing his hard dick.

It’s shorter than Jey expected for how tall the man is, but what he lacked in length he made up for in girth. He eyes him hungrily, sinking down onto his knees, pressing Cody up against the nearby counter as Jey suckles at the weeping head of his dick.

Cody sighs at the sensation, picking Jey’s phone back up and aiming the camera down to capture the gorgeous image of Jey swallowing him down. The flushed head of Cody’s dick almost perfectly matches the pink of Jey’s lips and Cody’s already fighting not to fall over the edge.

Sami’s voice spurs Jey on, “Come on, sweetheart, show Cody how much you appreciate him. Show him what that mouth can do.”

Jey moans, taking more of Cody’s length into his mouth, bobbing his head as Cody’s free hand moves to thread into the blue strands of Jey’s mullet. He doesn’t push Jey but guides him all the same as Jey relaxes his throat and takes the whole of Cody’s cock into his mouth.

Cody throws his head back in pleasure, gripping the phone and Jey’s hair tightly. Jey’s hands reach around Cody’s thighs, taking handfuls of ass and squeezing in a mirror image of Cody’s actions earlier.

“Oo that’s it baby, look so pretty all stuffed full of cock.” Sami gets the same view that Cody does, Jey looking up through his long lashes, plush pink lips stretched around the girthy cock in his mouth.

Cody’s hand pulls Jey in close, pushing into his throat as his shaking thighs and quickening breath betray just how close he is to coming.

Jey takes a full breath into his nose, working his tongue around Cody’s length as he feels him twitch and moan, emptying his balls directly down Jey’s throat.

His grip slackens in Jey’s hair as Jey pulls off, giving kitten licks to the beads of cum clinging to the head before Cody jerks away, getting oversensitive.

Jey stares up at the phone in naked longing, and Cody passes it down, Jey switching the camera around so he can facetime with his boyfriend properly.

“You did so good, Jey baby, I’m so proud of you.” Sami’s voice is soft and comforting.

“Miss you, boo.” Jey’s eyes are heavy and sleepy, betraying the late hour and all the liquor he’s consumed catching up with him.

“Miss you too,” Sami replies, smiling warmly. “Cody, make sure he has a glass of water before bed, yeah?”

Cody laughs, “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Let’s catch up at Raw then?” Sami adds before addressing Jey again. “Get some sleep, Jey.”

The Samoan nods sleepily. “Love you,”

“Love you, Jey. Goodnight.”

Sami’s face disappears from the screen and Jey slumps even more, resting his head against the counter.

“C’mon, Uce.” Cody hauls him up, gripping him under his arms. “Let’s get ya to sleep. Can’t get on Sami’s bad side.”

“Sami don’ have no bad side,” Jey mumbles, following along as Cody leads him toward the bunks, knocking back the glass of water when he’s offered it before collapsing into bed.

Cody heads to bed not long after that, drinking his own glass of water before hitting the hay to at least try to fight off the massive hangover he knows will greet him in the morning.

His mind drifts before he succumbs to sleep, remembering the feel of Jey’s warm mouth on him, and Sami’s tease as to what might happen after they all reunite at Raw on Monday.

He’s not sure how he found himself in this situation, but he’s certainly not complaining. ___ Next time: Monday Night Raw following Fastlane, all the boys together for a little after show fun :)

#samijey #codyjey #sami/jey/cody #jey has two hands #jey uso #sami zayn #cody rhodes #wwe fanfiction

22 notes · View notes