"I never did apologise for that match, did I?"

Jeff looked up, surprised, "what match?"

"Ya know, way back when you were a jobber and I was a star," Scott shrugged, he said the words with no sense of irony, "I was in a bad mood and I was stiff as fuck with you. I don't think I ever apologised."

"You apologising now?" Jeff was suspicious. The man had been the king of power games and bullshit when he'd been in WWE and WCW, he'd never done anything except for his own benefit, and Jeff wasn't the most trusting of people.

"Yeah, I'm apologising now."

"Why?" Jeff trusted most people when they gave him a reason to trust them. Scott had never done that. Until now.

"Because I needed to. It's something I should've done years back, but egos got in the way."

"I accept your apology. Thanks man." Jeff held out his hand and the older man took it, shaking firmly.

"I appreciate that Jeff… I always wanted to know you better you know chico."

Jeff's eyebrows raised at that comment, "really?"

"Yeah… You were… and still are… hot as hell… I couldn't way back when, you were too young,,, and then after,,, you were… I didn't think it was the right time."

"And you think now is?"

"It's as good as any."

"Gonna come back to my room?"

"I've got a house not far away from here, wanna come back to mine chico?"

It had been a while since Jeff had indulged in casual sex, but this was exactly what he was letting himself in for. He'd always had a secret crush on the man formerly known as Razor Ramon, and was more than happy to be indulging that.

He licked his lips. The man's cock was every bit as huge and luscious as he'd dreamed it would be, and his lips engulfed it. He wanted to taste that cock, and everything surrounding it, he wanted everything Scott could give him and more. And he wanted to show Scott that he wasn't that little boy any more. He was a man who could give, and take, as much as the older man wanted.

Jeff was determined to show off, and took control almost immediately. He sucked at the tip of Scott's cock, his tongue darting out to trace the vein on the underside, sending shivers through the older man. It was at that point that Scott realised that he wasn't dealing with some naïve kid here; he realised that Jeff was an adult who was more than experienced.

Scott put his hands on Jeff's head, seeking control, which Jeff was more than happy to relinquish. He'd made his point, he knew that. Jeff desperately wanted the older man to fuck him, he knew that Scott wanted him too, but without retaking control he wasn't sure what he could do to ensure that it happened.

Jeff sucked harder, hoping that Scott would understand what he wanted. He knew the man was a good few years older than him, and wasn't sure exactly how long the older man could last, and how much he would be able to take. Jeff hated to assume stuff like that, but he'd had some disappointing encounters with others, and he didn't want this one to be the same. He'd invested far too many hours and years into this fantasy.

Scott grunted, and pulled Jeff up to kiss him roughly. He wasn't sure if he was reading the young man right, but he thought that he wanted him and wanted an encounter to remember. He yanked Jeff's jeans down with one hand, and the groan that greeted that encouraged him that he'd read Jeff's signals correctly.

He spat on the palm of his hand and made sure that his finger was liberally coated with the liquid, before pushing it into the younger man, making sure to be as gentle as possible, just in case the impression he'd got of Jeff had been completely wrong.

He was incredibly gentle with Jeff, taking his time to prepare the young man, curving his finger to press at his prostate, and then scissoring his fingers to stretch the young man.. He didn't want to cause any pain to Jeff, not now.

Jeff groaned in delight, it had been a while since he'd had such a considerate lover. Scott was doing incredible things with his fingers, and just as arousing was his voice: low, accented, sexy as hell. Scott found that Jeff enjoyed it immensely when he described what he was doing, so he did just that, his commentary music to Jeff's ears.

"I'm gonna stretch you so that you can take my big cock, you want that don't you?"

"Oh fuck yeah," Jeff was barely able to respond, especially once Scott had pushed inside him and was fucking him hard and fast, pulling at his cock while the whole time telling him how good it felt.

"You gonna come for me chico?"

Jeff growled and nodded, his breath catching before he felt himself falling over the edge, the orgasm prolonged and heightened by the feeling of Scott coming inside him,

A few minutes later, both had recovered enough to speak in coherent sentences. Scott remained as cool as ever, although the way he caressed Jeff's cheek suggested that there was something more than a desire for sex there.

"That wasn't just an apology you know chico."

Jeff grinned, "I guessed that, and I have no problem with it."

"I'll see you again?"

"I'll be travelling to see you otherwise."

Scott nodded and walked away. He was only too aware that his feelings could turn into a full blown desire for a relationship, and that was something that neither him nor Jeff needed. It was best to walk away with a memory and a smile.