Chris Kanyon walked down the almost empty Chicago streets at a leisurely pace. Chicago was one of his favorite places in the world and he was in no rush to get anywhere in particular. Eventually he decided that he was in the mood for some company and hurried across the street heading towards a pub he liked to frequent when he was in town.

It was a small family run establishment that had been open since the early 1900's. The owner told him that it had been a big mob hangout in their glory days. Lucky Lucciano had even been a regular there with his own table in the back. Chris thought that was the greatest thing and loved to sit and listen to the barkeeper tell stories that he'd gotten from his grandfather. Sometimes the owner (who was the barkeeper's father and had experienced a lot of it himself as a child) would be there telling tales of his own.

Reaching his destination Chris paused and ran a hand over the thick hard wood of the door wondering at the people who'd touched it before him. Opening it Chris walked in and smiled in greeting at the barkeeper whom was serving someone Chris recognized as a regular. CK limped the length of the long bar selecting a seat at the darkened end where he was less likely to be recognized.

As he sat down a tall blonde came out from the back where Chris knew they stored the alcohol carrying a case of long necked Budweiser's. As Chris watched the barkeeper whom he knew was named Clancey whispered something in the ear of the blonde then grabbed a bottle of Heineken and came towards Chris with the blonde trailing after him.

"Christopher," Clancey greeted as he opened CK's beer and set it on the bar in front of him.

"Hey Clancey," CK greeted in return as he shook the older man's hand.

"I'd like you to meet my son, Lucky," Clancy said introducing the men. The man was huge. At 6'3" Chris wasn't considered small to anyone, but this man had to be easily 6'8' or 6'9". Not only was he tall though but he was also broad and think. CK guessed that he was easily as broad as Hall and close to being as thick as Nash was in his new toned down condition. His hair was long falling down past his shoulder blades in wavy golden layers and his eyes were a brilliant emerald green that seemed to be almost hypnotic. His full pouty lips were worthy of even the Hurricane and begging to be kissed. He was wearing a pair of faded denim jeans that hugged his body like a second skin. A white full shirt and black leather vest gave him a swarthy image. Cowboy boots gave him a swagger that only served to accentuate his already luscious ass. Chris judged that this was a man that took care of himself and would bet anyone that there was a body hidden under those clothes that would make the pope drool.

"It's nice to meet you Lucky," Chris finally said softly.

"Likewise," Lucky said back in a deep growl that sent tingles shooting through Chris' entire body.

"Christopher, I'm gonna have Lucky wait on you tonight," Clancy explained.

"That's fine man," CK answered before the older man walked away.

"Dad said you were one of those… professional wrestler guys," Lucky said as if the words left a bad taste in his mouth.

"Yeah," Chris said sighing at Lucky's words, "I take it you aren't a fan."

"I've never been into that… fake shit myself," Lucky confirmed. "I've seen some of them on other shows though. I saw that Rock guy in Mummy Returns… he didn't impress me. Saw that Austin guy on Nash Bridges… he didn't impress me. Saw some Big Sexy guy on Nikki… he was big alright and he had nice hair… but sexy? He didn't impress me either. I saw that Triple H person on Mad TV now HE was sorta impressive, but all I wanna do with him is get him into my gym and see what he can do."

"Not many can keep up with The Game in the gym," Chris said smiling. "Somehow I bet though that you have body enough under those clothes to compete with him though."

When Lucky just raised an eyebrow worthy of the deemed unimpressive Rock Chris felt his face warm. "The Game?" Lucky asked hiding a smile when Chris obviously sighed with relief.

"Uh… yeah," Chris said glad his revealing comment had gone unnoticed. "It's what we call Triple H."

"I see," Lucky breathed as he watched Chris relax again. Then when he felt the other man was sufficiently calmed down he asked softly, "So you checked out my body huh Chrissy?"

Chris' face flamed hot again as he swore silently damning himself for his loose tongue. "You learn to size people up when you're in my profession. Some fool is always determined to prove that he's better than you."

Softly Lucky murmured sympathetically. I know how that is. I own a gym and I have the same problem. I see that yours is quite soft at the moment."

Chris' breath caught as his face grew even redder at the realization that this Adonis had been checking him out. He watched as Lucky leaned across the bar and his next softly spoken words almost made Chris fall off his stool. "But then a pretty little baby like you doesn't need to be all hard and buffed to you? Little twinks like you should be soft and loving, but I bet you can go all night can't you Pretty?"

Chris found himself unable to speak as he stared into Lucky's emerald depths and realized the blonde Adonis wanted Chris as much as Chris wanted him. "How did you know…" He stammered then stopping shook his head and started again realizing that he didn't know this man. "What makes you think that I'm into men let alone a twink?"

"Call it instinct," Lucky purred as he grabbed Chris a new beer. When Lucky took the empty bottle from his hand Chris startled not even remembering drinking any of it. Lucky's fingers brushed his fingers as he took the bottle and Chris gasped as a jolt of electricity shot through him ending straight in his groin. The gasp turned to a groan as CK felt his pants start to become too small.

"Sorry Pretty," Lucky said, "It must be dry in here." Lucky watched amused as Chris squirmed around on his stool trying to find a position that didn't make his hardening erection more painful. "What's wrong Pretty? Is your chair too hard?"

Chris just stared at Lucky dazed. He couldn't believe this stranger was having such an overwhelming effect on him. Page would kick his ass if he got together with this guy tonight, but Page was rapidly becoming lesser and lesser of an issue as the swelling in his pants became more and more of a problem. "Pretty did I lose you?" Chris heard Lucky call softly and shaking his head pulled himself back to reality.

"S… sorry Adonis," Chris stammered and took a deep breath trying unsuccessfully to calm his ragged nerves.

"I have an idea Pretty," Lucky purred again, "Why don't we go to Lucky's."

"L… Lucky's?" Chris stammered again then cursed realizing that he sounded like an idiot.

When Lucky smiled at him all he could think of was having this man so far inside him that he's never fully be gone. "Jesus," he moaned and closed his eyes as erotic images of looking into those emerald eyes as Lucky pounded his ass ripped through his mind ruthlessly.

When he felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders Chris jumped. "I know what you want Pretty," Lucky whispered into his ear. "But not just yet… I have plans for you and they are all slow and easy. I can assure you this ain't gonna be some quick fuck."

Chris tried to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat but it wouldn't go away. Lucky leaned in to grab Chris' beer off the bar and CK inhaled deeply recognizing the sent as Preferred Stock and felt it flow through his body touching the deepest corners of his heart and soul. "Oh God," he moaned as Lucky brushed against his back then pulled away almost immediately.

"Easy Pretty," Lucky murmured, "Come with me."

Chris felt Lucky take his hand and pulled him off the stool. Stumbling Chris followed trying unsuccessfully not to stare at Lucky's ass as he went. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been effected like this by anyone man or woman and decided that it'd been too long since he'd been fucked.

Lucky led him to a booth at the back of the room and placed Chris' beer plus an extra on one side of the table then slid into the opposite bench. "Sit Pretty," Lucky instructed when Chris continued to stand staring down at him as if he was lost.

"Fuck I'm a moron," Chris swore to himself as he slid into the booth across from his Adonis.

"Relax," Lucky said smiling softly, "I'm flattered."

"I would think that a big star like you would be used to people paying you attention."

Chris laughed and shook his head before responding. "If you think that I'm a big star you really must not be a fan. I'm far from that… closer to low man on the totem pole."

"Hmmm they must be fools then," The Adonis said and Chris blushed at the compliment.

Lucky reached over and traced one of Chris' red cheeks stealing CK's breath as he did so. "It's been quite awhile since I saw a man blush so prettily. I have to say that it fits you well. I can't help but wonder how far down that blush goes though."

"Oh God," Chris said as his erection stirred again and quickly he took a drink of his beer hoping to cool his hormones. It occurred to him that he should try and fight this effect Lucky was having on him, but with no real want to do so it just wasn't going to happen.

Lucky took Chris's free hand and started tracing lines up and down the back of his hand before while Chris looked on no longer concerned about the fit of his jeans. He was too far gone to feel anything other than Lucky's touch.

"God you're beautiful," Chris whispered and Lucky looked up at him quickly then smiled.

"Careful Pretty or you'll turn my head," Lucky said softly.

Quietly the two men talked for several hours about everything under the sun… family, work, passions, hobbies… you name it and they probably talked about it. Chris took another swig of his beer emptying another bottle and set it down on the table with a thud.

"Do you want another?" Lucky asked quietly.

"No, if I have anymore I won't be able to remember tonight," Chris replied softly. "And I have a feeling that this is gonna be one night I don't wanna forget."

"Why don't we take this back to my place then?" Lucky asked as he stood and held out his hand to Chris.

Taking a deep breath CK took Lucky's hand allowing the other man to pull him into a standing position. When he swayed, Lucky put an arm around him bringing their faces dangerously close. "I don't think that's gonna help," CK whispered. "Cause your touch is as much to blame as the beer… maybe more so."

Smiling Lucky leaned in and kissed the tip of Chris' nose then stepped away still holding his hand. Turning to look at his father Lucky hollered, "pops we're going up to my place."

"Ok son," Clancey called grinning as the two men left through the back of the bar heading up to Lucky's place upstairs.

Chris took deep breaths trying to calm himself as he followed Lucky upstairs. When they reached the apartment Lucky opened the door and ushered Chris in ahead of him. "Make yourself at home," he said turning on the lights.

Chris looked around the small living room and smiled at the homey atmosphere. "You look surprised," Lucky whispered in his ear startling CK causing him to yelp with surprise. "Sorry Pretty," he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Chris' waist steadying him.

Chris' sharp intake of breath made Lucky smile again. Not having to hold back any longer Lucky dipped his head and tasted the skin at the crook of Chris' neck. At the same time he ran his hands up his chest. Wanting to give Lucky easier access Chris tilted his head to one side shivering as Luck's hands ran over the cloth of his shirt. "Oh God I want you."

"Believe me the feeling is mutual, Pretty," Lucky whispered again in Chris' ear and CK felt the need rush through his veins hot and fast. "Why don't we take this into the bedroom."

Chris almost whimpered when the contact between their bodies was broken, but allowed himself to be led into the other room. Just as they got there, Chris' injured leg gave way causing him to stumble into the back of Lucky. Fortunately Lucky turned quickly and caught Chris before he fell to the ground much to Chris' embarrassment.

Easily Lucky swept Chris into his arms concerned and placed him gently on the bed. "Pretty are you ok?" Lucky asked worried at the grimace of pain on Chris' face.

"Yes I'm fine," Chris snapped then sighed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have snapped, but I swear Page asks me that every 5 minutes and we haven't even been in the same place for months."

Lucky chuckled relieved that his pretty baby was ok. "You hurt your leg I see."

"Yeah, work shit," Chris muttered. "I have an old leg injury that I reinjured… nothing spectacular. Tore a muscle in my leg… not as bad as when The Game did it, but bad enough."

"Poor Pretty baby," Lucky said softly as he eased down onto the bed to sit next to Chris. Leaning down Lucky placed a soft small kiss on Chris' lips then raised his head again to look into the big chocolate brown eyes.

Chris felt his head spin but he knew now it was from Lucky and not the alcohol. "Make me yours… for tonight. Don't talk about tomorrow or ask about yesterday. Just make me yours right here and right now."

Lucky smiled down at him and slowly dipped his head once more. This time when he took Chris' lips it was while still tender more substantial and Chris felt his insides melt to liquid chocolate.

Lucky placed several tiny kisses on Chris' lips mixed in with a nibble here and there. As he did this Lucky ran a finger down the middle of Chris' chest next to the buttons. Chris shivered and Lucky smiled as he moved his head to nibble on the sensitive skin behind one of Chris' ears.

Chris moaned as the sensations soared through his body and arched off the bed slightly hoping for more body contact with Lucky. Lucky though just chuckled and pushed him gently back down to the bed as he moved his mouth down Chris' neck nibbling and sucking as he went. Chris rested his hands on Lucky's arms and let his eyes fall shut deciding he wasn't going to hurry Lucky up so he might as well lay back and enjoy the ride.

"That's it Pretty," Lucky whispered, "give in to Lucky."

"Let him take care of the pretty baby for a night."

Chris' breath caught as Lucky's words wound themselves around him only adding to the haze of passion he was already caught in. When Lucky licked the hallow of his throat then moved down to take one of his nipples in his mouth Chris smiled and sighed at the same time gripping the strong arms of Lucky tightly as the nipple puckered between Lucky's lips.

"Lucky," Chris breathed helplessly when Lucky took the mate into his mouth puckering it also. Chris' jeans were now painfully tight and the room was spinning sending Chris close to losing all control.

Still not to be rushed Lucky worked his way down the center of Chris' chest and stomach nibbling and sucking until he reached the clasp of the denim keeping him from that which he wanted so badly. Fingering the button on the waistband of the jeans Lucky gently worked his way down the front biting at various points as he went. Reaching the legs Lucky ran his mouth down one biting the more tender skin on the inside of the leg as he ran a hand over the bulge on the other leg.

Chris pressed himself into Lucky's hand wanting to feel those fingers on his flesh badly and whimpered helplessly. Smiling Lucky switched his mouth to the other leg taking Chris' hardened erection between his teeth then sucking it between his lips as well as the denim would allow until Chris thought he would go out of his mind. Once he reached the top of the jeans again Lucky lifted his head and looked down at Chris' sweat covered face and grinned. "Open your eyes pretty. I wanna see what you need from me."

"Lucky," Chris whimpered again as the other man stroked him ruthlessly through the denim and finally he opened his eyes allowing Lucky to see the passion in his chocolate depths.

"Soon pretty," Lucky promised and stepped off the bed leaving Chris to lie there alone.

"Lucky," Chris cried seemingly unable to utter anything but the other man's name and unhappy at being left alone when he was so close.

"Shh Pretty," Lucky soothed as he slid the leather vest off and slowly undid the buttons of the white shirt sweeping it off also. Turning he folded both and laid them on a chair under a window.

When he finally turned Chris almost forgot how to breathe as he looked at this true Adonis of a man. His chest and stomach were nearly perfect. Both were fit, but not too overly ripped so that Chris felt uncomfortable and out of place. The arms were large and strong, but not overly veiny as happened often to guys who spent all their time in the gym. This man obviously took care of his body pushing it but not too far keeping it in shape, but careful not to go over the line into obscene.

Chris was so wrapped up in the chest that he didn't notice the faded denim was coming off until he was presented with the best naked ass he'd ever seen in his lift. The fact that there hadn't been any underwear under than denim almost escaped him and somehow made the whole package just that more perfect. The ass was round and firm just as Chris knew it would be and from the back he would tell the legs were in the same shape the arms had been… buffed but not too buffed.

Finally though Lucky turned and Chris truly did forget how to breathe. The waist was slender, but proportionately so, but it was what stood proudly that caught his attention. Rising from a mass of golden curls it hovered large, long and thick already hardened with need and Chris ached to touch him… his own erection momentarily forgotten. "You see something you like Pretty?" Lucky asked smiling when the other man only nodded.

"Please," Chris whispered almost reverently not taking his eyes from the crown jewel on his prince's body.

Lucky made his way back to the bed slowly then stood at the side easing down to sit next to Chris and he almost laughed then the other man rolled on his side still looking him like a child with his eyes on a candy bar. "If there's something you want baby take it."

Lounging back on the bed Lucky smiled as Chris didn't move for several moments then inched almost carefully over to him taking the tip into his mouth. This time it was Lucky's turn to moan as Chris' expert lips and tongue worked their magic on him. Running a hand up one of Lucky's thighs Chris took one of his balls into his hand and stroked it with his thumb and he bent his head further taking Lucky completely into his mouth.

The last thing Lucky saw before his owns eyes drifted shut was Chris bent over him… eyes closed and an expression of pure pleasure on his face so intense Lucky wondered if he'd ever seen anything so beautiful in his life. Chris then robbed Lucky of all thought as he started to easily bob his head moving completely up and down his length humming some nameless tune as he did so stimulating various points each time he bobbed. It didn't take long before Lucky was exploding in Chris' mouth wishing that second could last forever. "Oh Jesus Pretty!"

Chris rose off Lucky making sure he'd caught every single drop of the other man before rolling onto his back smiling as he tilted his head to look at him. This time it was Lucky who rolled onto his side and ran a finger down Chris' erection reminding him that he was in almost desperate need of attention. "Lucky please."

Lucky undid the button and slid down the zipper of the jeans then ran his hand inside feeling the warm skin and soft curls beneath for the first time. Chris rose up pressing against Lucky's hand making the other man smile softly. "Such a pretty baby," Lucky cooed as he moved around to settle between Chris' legs. Slipping another hand under the denim Lucky slowly eased the cloth down and stepping back off the bed took the jeans and cotton underwear with him leaving Chris naked and squirming on the bedspread.

"Such a pretty pretty baby," Lucky praised again as he folded the items placing them on top of his then moved back to the bed. Lucky moved both of his hands up Chris' thighs until they were settled at the base of his cock cupping the balls gently rolling them as he watched Chris' head roll in return from side to side on the bed.

Dipping his head Lucky ran the tip of his tongue up the vein running the length of the underside of Chris' cock making the pretty twink rise off the bed seeking the warmth of Lucky's mouth. Twirling his tongue around the dripping tip, Lucky proceeded again unhurried sucking only the tip in his mouth cleaning the pre come off. Then moving his lips down one side he sucked at different spots as he went until he reached the base where he switched sides working his way back up repeating the same sucking pattern. Reaching the top Lucky once again took the tip into his mouth sucking only again on the sensitive head running a thumb down over the vein once again.

"Oh God please Lucky," Chris begged afraid he'd come at any moment and wanting to feel that warmth wrapped around him just once before he exploded.

Lucky glanced up at Chris' face and sensing that the man was truly close to his limits slipped the cock into his mouth as far as he could get then bobbed his head while sucking hard. Feeling himself finally encased in the warmth of Lucky's wet hot mouth Chris was unable to hold back any longer and exploded crying out Lucky's name at the top of his lungs. "OH GOD LUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKYYYYYY!!"

Lucky drank Chris then moved up to take another kiss and felt himself rehardening at the taste of them mixed together like an aphrodisiac. Chris smiled as he felt Lucky running his mouth over his body once more knowing there was one more thing he needed to make this evening complete.

"Lucky please… " Chris whispered and Lucky looked up and grinned.

"Anything you wish my Pretty," Lucky promised watching Chris' face with need.

"I want you in me," Chris asked softly opening his eyes and looking at Luck's.

"Your wish is my command," Lucky replied softly and easing off the bed moved to the dresser where he removed a tube from a drawer before moving back to Chris' side.

Lucky put the lube in Chris' hand and smiled down at him gently. "Please can you do it for me Pretty?"

Chris nodded happily and squirted some of the thick gel onto his fingers letting his hand warm it before curling them around Lucky's already partially erect cock and sliding his hand up and down slicking the length. Occasionally he'd pause at the top sliding his thumb around the head smiling as he watched Lucky shudder before proceeding back to his stroking until Lucky was forced to stop from a fear of coming there in his hand.

"Pretty I'm afraid you do that too well," Lucky murmured moving away from Chris. "If I don't stop you there this will end much sooner than you'd like."

Lucky took the tube from Chris then squeezed a bit into his own hand warming it before placing a slick finger at Chris' opening. Gently he eased one finger inside surprised at how little resistance it was met with. It wasn't until the third finger was eased inside that there was a need to slow down as Chris gasped at the surge of pain the action brought.

Lucky waited until Chris relaxed again then gently eased his fingers in and out stretching the other man stroking the prostrate with each movement. Despite Chris' begs and pleas Lucky wasn't satisfied until Chris was as hard as he was. Raising his other hand Lucky wrapped it around Chris and started stroking the length timing it with the movements of his other hand.

Once he felt Chris was sufficiently hardened, Lucky withdrew his fingers from his love hole and eased to perch with his tip resting at Chris' entrance. When the long legs were wrapped around his waist Lucky smiled and paused his stroking as he gently eased into Chris making sure there was as little pain as possible until finally he was buried completely inside his pretty little twink.

Once that was accomplished Lucky stopped all movement until Chris opened his eyes and gazed up at the blonde. "I don't want you to shut your eyes Pretty please? Lucky wants to look at them." When Chris nodded with difficulty Lucky started easing in and out as his hand began stroking Chris again in the same slow gently rhythm.

Lucky watched as the passion grew in Chris' eyes, but refused to speed up keeping the slow motion up as long as he was able. By the time his body forced him to speed up both men were covered in sweat and Lucky was gritting his teeth from the effort it took not to pound Chris roughly. Chris' hands were gripping the material of the bedspread so tightly that his knuckles were white. Withdrawing once more Lucky paused then slammed into Chris. He would have grinned at the gasp he got in return but couldn't as his body forced him to repeat the motion as he pounded in and out of Chris while at the same time squeezing and jerking on Chris' cock roughly.

Chris came first screaming incoherently squirting all over Lucky's chest and neck. The sudden tightening of Chris around him threw Lucky into his own orgasm and tossing his head back he came with a surge inside and over Chris' ass as his body kept up the pounding until it was limp with victory. As their bodies heaved trying to catch their breaths Lucky looked down at Chris' face. His eyes were now closed but a smile was curving those pretty lips and Lucky couldn't help but smile in return. Moving to the bathroom Lucky cleaned himself off then carried a wet washrag back and cleaned off the pretty baby who barely even moved seeming to be floating on the edge of sleep.

Lucky walked the rag back to the bathroom then made his way back to the bed. When he lay down Chris eased up to rest his head on Lucky's chest and quickly fell asleep. When Lucky heard the soft snores coming from his new pretty lover he smiled and whispered to himself in the darkness of the bedroom.

"Who better than Kanyon? Nobody!"