#shawn michaels x billy gunn

[magnoliacharmed]

Golden Boy

18+, Shawn Michaels x Billy Gunn one shot 

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Word count: 5054

Tags: Angst with a happy ending, self esteem issues, implied drug use, blow jobs, masturbation, condomless sex, praise kink (guess who has it. just guess.)

Summary:

Shawn Michaels' conflicting feelings for Billy Gunn are making his life a lot more difficult.

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Looking briefly into Billy's gray-blue eyes earlier, Shawn had felt like the light was breaking through the angry storm clouds. He finally felt the warmth he'd been missing.

Author’s note:

also starring d-generation x!

shawn confirmed a bottom from his "my middle name is 'top this'!" promo. i don't make the rules

suspend your disbelief and pretend that shawn didn't take that break for a few years in the late 90s/early 00s! haha i didn't know how to reconcile that.

There was something about Billy Gunn that everyone loved. He was just a nice fucking guy. His smile was sincere, his laugh never mocking, his energy fun. The worst part about it all was that he never had to try to be that man. He just was. Nobody had a bad word to say about Gunn.

It drove Shawn insane.

So what, he was "nice"? Anybody could pretend to be nice. Shawn had managed just fine at it for years now. He was likable enough. Ever since Billy joined D-Generation X though, Shawn's facade began to crack. Fake, fake, fake. Shawn couldn't even look in a mirror at himself without picking at all his flaws. He wasn't old by any stretch of the imagination. But his hard lifestyle was going to catch up with him soon enough if he didn't slow down. When he got sick of his own face screwing up at itself, he'd lay in the dark and replay the day's events. He'd be flying high when Hunter and X-Pac nodded away at everything he said, chuckling at his jokes. The sounds would echo through the hall for everyone to hear. Eat that, Billy. You may be in the crew, but you'll never be a part of it.

Then Billy would make an offhand comment and the whole locker room would double over in pain from laughing so hard. Chyna's smile stretched from ear to ear whenever Gunn was around her. Road Dogg stuck by his side like a pathetic leech. They acted like the sun shined out of his ass.

Shawn's eyes burned in his sockets. The pain didn't even bother him any more. The muscles in jaw were shot to hell from mashing on his gum. The mint flavoring was giving him a stomach ache, flips and turns bounding around in his lower body. The acid felt like it was burning him from inside out. It was the gum. A shitty brand he didn't usually choose. That's all they had at the local gas station so he was stuck. Yes, it was definitely that and not the image of Billy standing near him in the mirror pulling his white-blond hair into a ponytail. He was chewing gum too, the muscles in his neck moving below his skin hypnotically. Shawn was 99% sure his eye twitched at the sight of it.

"Shawn… Shawn. You okay?"

Very suddenly, Gunn was face to face with Shawn. He cocked his head to the side like a puppy, the curls of his ponytail following the movement. There was concern painted on his face plainly. Shawn hated how the taller man could wear his heart on his sleeve like that. It'd been a long, long time since he could be so open. A wicked thought passed through his head, that one day Billy too would go through the same pain as him. One day he wouldn't be so happy-go-lucky. It happens to everyone. At least, that's what Shawn had to tell himself over the years.

"What? I'm fine, man."

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure. You were staring into the distance."

"Thanks." Shawn's voice was clipped. Get the fuck out of my face.

Billy couldn't seem to catch the hint. He instead leaned down to reach into his duffel bag, the smooth, tanned skin of his back shining under the harsh backstage lighting. Shawn had to shut his eyes at the sight of it.

Billy rose up with a pack of gum resting in his hand. It was Shawn's favorite brand. The bright red of the packaging signified that it was his favorite flavor too, cinnamon. The smell of it wafting off the pack and from Billy was beginning to be too much.

"Do you wanna trade? I hate cinnamon, but it's all the liquor store had left. I wanted spearmint."

Shawn dug into the pocket of his slacks for the gum. He was happy to get it off his hands. Maybe his jaw would stop hurting so bad once he got the new--

Something that felt like hot lava and the brightest strike of lightning zipped through Shawn's heart. It struck his brain and flowed down to his cock in a millisecond. The little voices in his head-- the mean one, the self-loathing one, the needy one-- all ceased.

Shawn's pupils dropped to focus on his fingers. They were… touching Billy's. While they were handing off the gum. Touching. Still.

Billy took the spearmint gum from Shawn gently. The rest of the world blurred around Gunn's figure while Shawn watched him unwrap a new piece. Billy raised the shiny silver wrapper to his lips to press his tongue, the tip of it covered in the pinkish wad of cinnamon gum, to the surface of it. Billy's tongue was at half speed as it moved back into his mouth. Like he was teasing Shawn. Wait, was he? A new piece was in his mouth now.

Shawn was pretty sure the blue was going to drain right out of his irises if he stood there straining himself any further. With no words, not even a thanks, he walked away from Billy squeezing the cinnamon gum in his fist.

Shawn could barely speak for the rest of the day. Hunter and Chyna whispered to each other about him. He didn't appreciate their lack of discretion about it. They were really loud. Might as well have just said out loud, "Shawn, what's your problem?" It's not like it was the first time he had an attitude. More often than not recently, he always had an attitude. Nobody could figure out why, so they made stuff up. The obvious rumors around the locker room were his drug problems. Yeah, okay, maybe. He had to start taking more and more Soma for it to actually work and he was incredibly irritable when he didn't have enough. It was better for them to think that he was a junkie.

In reality, it didn't have much to do with the drugs at all. The world around him was changing a lot faster than he realized. The new millennium was approaching in a flash. What did he have to show for it? The belts he'd won were nice. The media attention fueled his inflated ego. His friends had his back no matter how shitty of a person he could be. For Shawn, it was never enough. Nothing was ever enough for him. Until earlier.

The way Billy had looked at him lit something up that had been dormant for a long while. It made Shawn's head pound. Out of all the people in the whole world, it had to be Billy Gunn. Annoying, frustratingly charming, perfectly sculpted, Billy Gunn.

WWF's golden retriever of a man was no longer well pampered and doted on. Ever since Shawn's drug problem had gotten worse, McMahon punished him. He pushed him out into the street and let him fend for himself like a stray. The rain kept pouring down on him and he didn't know how to make it stop. Looking briefly into Billy's gray-blue eyes earlier, Shawn had felt like the light was breaking through the angry storm clouds. He finally felt the warmth he'd been missing. This time it felt real. This wasn't the warmth he got from McMahon, a heat lamp sort of warmth that could be switched off any time. This was the sun.

Hot tears pricked in the corners of Shawn's eyes. This was too much all at once. Thank God he could finally be alone in his hotel room. Looking into the hotel mirror he expected those self-conscious feelings to darken his features again. Instead though, his wet lashes blinked in awe at himself. There was hope. Hope…

Shawn frantically grabbed through his pockets to search for his gum. He threw his keys, wallet, pills, and jewelry out onto the bed with worry. Where was it? It was just there. He squinted at his wallet on his bed, the red pack hiding behind it. Shawn took out two pieces of it and began to chew like his life depended on it. For the first time in his life, he actually wished it was spearmint. Just so he could know how Billy's tongue tasted. The memory of Gunn's pressing his gum against his wrapper kept playing in Shawn's mind. It was so pink.

Blood rushed to Shawn's dick again. Conflicting feelings of hate, inadequacy, and lust ping-ponged in his brain. With how hard he was, he had to admit that Billy got him going in the worst way. Fine. Now he could move on from that. As if Billy would want him anyways. Even if he did, Billy wouldn't be able to handle him. That "sexy boy" stuff wasn't just for the cute little song. The one thing Shawn never lost his confidence in were his skills in bed. No matter who he was with, men or women, or if he was on top or bottom he blew everyone's mind. Whatever to the fact that it wasn't enough to make them stay. They'd never forget him and that was more important.

Shawn began to palm himself through his pants, his eyes fluttering closed and his head falling back. He tried to make the image of Billy on his knees in front of him work, but it just wasn't coming to fruition. The pieces seemed to click together when the roles were reversed. Shawn's dishwater blond hair fell out of his face as he looked up into Billy's eyes while his tongue swirled around his cock. Billy's fingers smoothed along Shawn's hair with every lick and he smiled at the man below him in that same sincere way Shawn loved. Loved to hate, of course.

The Billy of Shawn's mind was so infuriatingly gentle. He was used to the rough stuff. Sometimes that was exactly what he wanted, but other times he wished he got to be treated a little nicer. Everyone was so used to his reputation that he didn't know how to express that without looking weak. But Gunn just knew. Billy placed his hands on either side of Shawn's face, never once breaking eye contact with him. Even when Shawn took Billy's cock down his throat Billy tried his hardest not to blink.

"You're so good, Shawn. My good boy. So beautiful…"

With that, Shawn came in his pants. He thought he was going to collapse on the floor with the way his knees buckled. Falling on the bed in front him, Shawn didn't even care that his keys were poking into his stomach or that he was uncomfortably sticky. The warmth was shining down on him.

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A week later, Shawn still couldn't get Billy out of his mind. Whenever they were on TV together he acted as normal as possible. Even when he was around all of DX at a bar or restaurant he could keep it together. Being alone with Billy was a no go. He blamed his recent up and down mood on trying to quit Soma, which everyone was surprised at. That made him feel both awful and proud of himself. No one thought he could do it. One day he really would prove that he could.

Billy was trying his best to reach out to Shawn. He was so guarded beneath that playboy exterior. Talking to the other wrestlers, the only ones who seemed to really understand why were Chyna and Hunter. They didn't go into detail but did mention that Shawn had been hurt in the past. Billy couldn't understand who would want to hurt him. Despite him having the tendency to be a huge asshole at times, there was a lot of good about Shawn. Billy liked the little flashes of Shawn's sweet personality. He appreciated how he put his all into selling it when he was in the ring. There was an it-factor about Shawn that Billy wished he had. In Billy's night sky, Shawn was the brightest and biggest star.

It was pure luck that Shawn's favorite flavor was cinnamon. He thanked every deity he could when Shawn agreed to trade flavors. With the way Shawn had been staring at him he thought that as soon as he approached him, the shorter man would knock him out. Shawn instead maintained his tightly wound demeanor, barely speaking or moving. When their fingers touched Billy was ready to grab Shawn right there. He could tell that it made Shawn feel something. He made Shawn feel something. It was confirmed when Shawn left in a rush.

Since that moment Billy hadn't been able to break through again. Whenever he tried to speak to Shawn someone interrupted the conversation. The tight little shorts he wore into the ring were doing him no favors. Every time he was around Shawn he got so hard it hurt. It was difficult to distract himself with anything besides the thought of making Shawn say his name.

Billy was shaken out of his dilemma ridden thoughts by X-Pac.

"Hey, you going out tonight with us to the bar? We're on match two of the best three out of five drinking contest, me and Hunter."

Billy laughed out loud at this. "You and Hunter? Good luck. You'll get alcohol poisoning before you win against him."

"You think so? I won a couple nights ago." Pac raised his hand up to his chin and rubbed it in deep thought. This was obviously a big source of pride for him.

"As much as I'd like to see that, I'm staying in tonight. I'm feeling a little worn out."

Pac shrugged, then patted Billy's shoulder sympathetically. "Hope you feel better, Billy. If you change your mind, we'll be downtown. We're gonna bar crawl. Page me and I'll let you know where we're at."

Billy shook his head idly while Pac walked away. He blew loose strands of his hair out of his face in frustration. There was no way he could spend another night out with Shawn pretending like he didn't have feelings for the man. Especially if both of them got drunk. He'd rather sulk alone in his room if that was the prospect. If he couldn't have Shawn sober and present when they were together, he couldn't be with him.

Shawn walked down the hallway with a lost look on his face. His own thoughts were a little jumbled up. Chyna had invited him out to the drinking contest too, jokingly begging him to come so she wouldn't have to deal with taking care of a sloshed Hunter all by herself. He turned her down with a whisper. She hugged Shawn tight and squeezed his hand.

"You can talk to me about anything, you know that right?"

Shawn sighed and nodded his head. "I know. One day I'll tell you all about it."

After that conversation, Shawn walked around the arena in confusion. He was so antsy over the last few days. It'd been a solid month since he'd had a good match. The lack of physical contact was making him feel funny. What did he have to do to prove to McMahon that he'd be in good enough shape to get back in the squared circle and be the WWF champion?

Shawn smacked right into Gunn's oiled up chest. He shook his head, his hair flying around him in soft waves. That's all it took for Billy's shorts to get tight again.

Shawn muttered out a raspy "sorry" at Billy. He was too mentally exhausted to exert any outward feelings of hate towards him. They simmered now instead of burned, the coals in Shawn's stomach finally giving out. He still strongly disliked the man, the bright sun in everyone's sky.

"That's okay. How are you?"

"I'm… fine. Why do you care?"

"You've been looking a little down lately. I'd hate for anyone in the group to be feeling bad."

So caring. There was no way anyone could actually be this good of a person. No fucking way. Shawn knew how awful people could get.

"Yeah, I'm good."

The pair stood there awkwardly. They had managed to find the one empty hallway in the whole stadium, so there was no reason to escape. Billy was the first to break the extending silence.

"You going out tonight with the rest of them? Hunter and Pac are having a drinking contest."

For the first time all day Shawn cracked a smile. "I was there the other night when Pac won. Between you and me, he cheated. He ate a big meal before going out and Hunter didn't get the chance to."

"Not surprised. As small as he is, he's not beating anyone fair."

The two men laughed at the harmless ribbing. Billy was on top of the world at Shawn's thousand watt smile. The taller man had a soft look in his eyes that made Shawn feel fuzzy.

"I'm staying in my room tonight though. Kinda tired, you know how it is."

"Definitely. I'm actually gonna stay in too."

Shawn hummed. Billy was so easy. This had to be fate. If he invited Billy to his room, they could fuck each other's brains out and Shawn could get over this weird little hate-crush he had on him. Perfect.

"Well… if you get bored, stop by my room. I'm in 1724." Shawn had that sparkle in his eyes he got whenever he was being a flirt. He dropped his eyes down to Billy's crotch, then to put the cherry on top he winked up at him playfully. Billy's mouth fell open in shock. This was really happening.

"Alright. I might take you up on that."

Might, Shawn scoffed internally.

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Shawn wasn't nervous. Why the fuck would he be nervous about someone who calls himself Mr. Ass?

He was pacing around his hotel room because he hadn't taken any Soma in a few hours. And he was hungry. And he was trying to break in his new shoes. Not because of Billy.

As soon as he knocked on the door, Shawn ran over to open it. He looked up at Billy in his casual clothes and wanted to sigh. Shawn knew handsome. He knew it because he looked at it in the mirror everyday. But Billy was a different kind of handsome. To Shawn, Billy was football quarterback hot and just as sweet and oblivious as one. Billy probably would have laughed at hearing that. Shawn wracked his mind to figure out how to tell him.

Although Billy had been enjoying Shawn's suit jackets and dress shirts, he did miss the colorful tights Shawn used to wear into the ring. Billy was on another planet when Shawn did a little strip tease on TV wearing his black ones, his cock leaking right into his pants. It had morphed into a fantasy for Billy. He couldn't even count how many times he got off to Shawn dancing in front of him that same way.

"You actually came."

"Yeah. You thought I wouldn't?"

Shawn shrugged. Whether he did or didn't, whatever. He didn't care. Now what? Shawn figured he might as well leap right into the fire.

"I saw how hard you were for me earlier. You really are a big guy."

Billy's cheeks immediately reddened. Those stupid shorts finally got him in trouble. He didn't know what to say as Shawn inched closer to him.

The crystal blue of Shawn's eyes glittered in the low lighting. "You hard for me right now?" Shawn's hand reached out to rub at Billy.

A groan got caught in Billy's throat. "Ah-- you know I am."

"I know you are, baby."

Shawn moved his hands back to his body to unbutton his shirt. He took his sweet time, reveling in Billy's hungry looks at him. Billy's eyes threatened to pop right out of his head at seeing the smattering of light brown hair on Shawn's chest and stomach.

"Get on your knees." Billy could barely get the words out. Shawn complied, his fantasy from the previous week playing out perfectly. Deep down within him he hoped that Billy would be just as gentle with him.

Billy's dick sprang forward at Shawn. He felt his eyes cross at the length of it. Geez, he knew he'd be big but not like this. It was leaking onto the carpet. Shawn's mind twisted at how aroused he made Billy. With a kiss at the tip of him, Billy's moan filled the room. That was exactly what Shawn needed to hear. The inside of Shawn's mouth was so hot it was verging on being uncomfortable. He'd only put the tip in so far but he was sucking at it with force, hollowing his cheeks around him.

There was no way Billy was going to be able to stand the whole time. He collapsed on the bed, forcing himself to sit up to watch Shawn crawl over to him. He smiled at the smaller man like he had just gotten done running a marathon. It made Shawn's heart beat out of his chest. He swirled his tongue around the underside of Billy's cock as he swallowed him down. He wanted to hear him come undone above him. Billy's chest puffed in and out every time his dick touched the back of Shawn's throat.

"Shawn, fuck. You're so pretty."

The pads of Billy's thumbs ran along Shawn's cheekbones. It was too intimate. Shawn gagged and hummed around the length of Billy in an attempt to get him to stop. Billy moved his hands to play in Shawn's hair. Everyone always wanted to grab and pull it when he was giving them oral. It wasn't his favorite thing, but it was another part of putting on the show. Shawn's eye twitched when Billy didn't grab but instead kept smoothing it and massaging at his scalp. Too nice, too nice, too nice--

Billy suddenly pulled out of Shawn's mouth and raised the smaller man up to pull him on top.

"Off… take your pants off…"

Billy fumbled at Shawn's zipper and thrust his slacks down. Shawn pulled them the rest of the way down in a fog. He was realizing this was not going to be the quick, one-track minded fumbling he thought it would be. Billy wanted him. All of him. Billy kissed Shawn's neck then moved up to plant little kisses all over his face. He pressed his lips against Shawn's and was shocked when he jerked his head away.

"That's okay, that's okay. I won't do it again. Only if you want me to." Billy breathed.

He flipped Shawn over onto his back and raised up onto his knees to take his shirt off. Shawn was pretty sure Billy was a Greek god who was living out his days on Earth because he was bored in Olympus. That could be the only explanation why Billy made Shawn feel so heady and intoxicated at something as simple as a shirt being taken off. Billy sure felt like a god with the way Shawn blinked at him while he did it.

"There's lube on my bathroom counter." Shawn pointed into the other room.

Billy tried not to short circuit as he raised off the bed to go into the bathroom. He almost tripped over himself returning to Shawn, fumbling with the lid of the container. Shawn so badly wanted to laugh at him, but it was kind of sweet to see how excited he was.  Billy squeezed some out into his hand and began to stroke himself on his knees above Shawn. He shut his eyes and twisted his hand around his cock trying to mentally prepare himself for what was next. Shawn took the opportunity to readjust himself by getting on all fours even though he'd miss the view. Billy was probably wanting to look in his eyes and kiss him and all that mushy stuff that Shawn just couldn't handle. Not yet.

Just as Shawn expected, he was unsurprised when Billy said "I wanted to see your face." Too bad, Gunn. I'm running the show here. Shawn arched up at him in apology.

"This is a nice view too, though." Shawn felt the weight of the bed shift below him as Billy leaned down to kiss the tattoo on his ass. He was so… sentimental. Why wouldn't he just fuck him and leave like everyone else?

Shawn pushed those thoughts out of his mind when Billy's finger began to slick against his hole. He could hear Billy muttering above him but couldn't quite make it out. Soon his finger was replaced by the tip of Billy's cock, so warm that it felt hot. Shawn took a deep breath as Billy slowly pushed inside of him.

It'd been a while since he'd been fucked by someone so big. Or fucked at all, really. He made a high pitched noise that made Billy stop dead above him.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, dammit. Keep going, please," Shawn begged.

Billy gripped Shawn's hips and filled him to the hilt. At that moment, it was like he died and went to heaven. That's what had to be happening here. Shawn was so tight around him he had a hard time thrusting. Once he finally caught the rhythm, he had no problem hitting Shawn's prostate. With every bump against it, Shawn groaned and gripped his fingers into the sheets. His pronounced arch kept falling away, but Shawn was a trooper. Every time he lost it he arched back up and pushed himself against Billy to get him deeper. He caught the bigger man right as he thrusted into him and let out a scream he was sure the room next to him could hear. Fuck it.

Billy reached down to grab Shawn's cock. It was twitching below him and looking just as pretty as the rest of him. Billy had dreamed too many times of feeling it in his hand to not start stroking the man the way he stroked himself, slow and twisting. Tears started to stream down Shawn's face at the pleasure. He rubbed his face into the sheets to dry them away. When he raised up again he turned his head around to look at Billy's face and groan his name.

Billy had to stare up at the ceiling. If he looked at Shawn's face or back down at the tattoo for a second longer he was done right then and there, and it wasn't time for that yet. It was close, but he just needed one more thing…He used the little force he had left in his weakening muscles to flip Shawn onto his back. He bared down on the man below him, shaking his hair out and raising one of Shawn's legs up for a better angle. Shawn could barely comprehend what was going on, but he did miss the feeling of Billy's rough hand against his dick.

"I want you to look at me, Shawn. Look at me, please," Billy kissed Shawn's cheek and entered him again.

They were too close! Billy was such a weirdo, but he'd give this weirdo whatever he needed. So Shawn blinked his long lashes at him and stared into his eyes. Billy smiled again. He was slower this time, annoyingly. Shawn knew he was going to come soon. He was getting to the limit himself.

"You're beautiful." Billy kissed Shawn's other cheek.

Shawn shifted below him. He wanted to cry at being called beautiful. He didn't deserve such sweet words from a guy like Billy. How did he see anything good in him? Because he was just that cool of a guy. It made Shawn soften. He didn't dislike Billy. Not at all. He liked him quite a bit. Shawn just didn't like himself. But Billy did. When no one else really liked Shawn, Billy did. He was still nice to him even when he barked back after all this time.

"Kiss me," Shawn whispered.

Before he could even get the last word out, Billy gently pressed his lips against Shawn's. The kiss hastily deepened, tongues swirling around each other like they'd never be able to kiss each other again. Billy lost his breath and had to break it to catch it again. As soon as he saw the completely open and vulnerable look on Shawn's face…

Snap!

Billy pulled out of Shawn just in time to paint his stomach with his come. The sight of it in Shawn's happy trail would be burned into his memory until the end of time. Shawn looked at the mess with awe while Billy began to stroke him again.

"Oh, Shawn. God, you're amazing. You did such a good job for me. You made me feel like I was on top of the world. Now I wanna make you feel good. You deserve it, baby."

Billy removed his hand and placed his mouth around Shawn's cock just as he released. He copied that thing Shawn did when he hollowed his cheeks out, making him almost jolt off the bed. Billy happily swallowed all of Shawn's come and kissed the tip of him before taking his mouth off.

Shawn was completely spent. All he could do was look up at the ceiling and try to make sense of what just happened. Billy managed to climb out of the bed and head to the bathroom to get  a warm, wet towel for Shawn. He shut the door behind him and took a minute to replay everything. It was a blur right now, but he was sure he'd remember every little thing over the next few days.

When Billy exited the bathroom, he returned to see Shawn knocked out. Seeing him like that and knowing he did it was better than winning the belt. He took care to clean Shawn up as carefully as possible to not wake him.

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The next morning, Shawn felt the warmth of the sun surrounding him on all sides. That was strange, he couldn't help but think. He squinted his eyes at the rays beaming through the windows. When he turned away from them, he had the surprise of his life seeing Billy lying beside him in a deep sleep.

He stayed.

No one stayed.

No one except Billy.

Shawn nuzzled against his chest and fell back asleep quickly.

#shawn michaels x billy gunn #shawn michaels #billy gunn #wrestling #wrestling fanfic #wwe fanfic #wwe #90s wwf #wwf #wwe smut #wrestling smut #wwe billy gunn #wwe shawn michaels #magnoliafanfic

[dilanmoodboards]

Wrestlers as children of greek gods (2/?)

D-Generation X

Shawn Michaels, The Heartbreak Kid, as son of Aphrodite, goddess of love, beauty and lust. (She’s also associated with war)

Triple H son of Athena, goddess of wisdom, warfare and handicraft.

Chyna daughter of Ares, god of War and Courage.

X-Pac/Syxx/The 1,2,3 Kid as son of Hermes, messenger god and protector of travelers, thieves, merchants and orators.

Billy Gunn, The Bad Ass, son of Apollo, god of the sun, music, poetry, truth and prophecy.

Jesse James, The Road Dogg, son of Dionysus, god of wine, festivity, insanity, fertility and theatre.

I seriously could have made them all children of Hermes just because of the chaos DX caused, but I tried to make them all children of different gods. Also I can see Triple H and Chyna changing parents, but I chose Athena and Triple H because he is the cerebral assassin.

#moodboard #aesthetic #hbk #shawn michaels #wwe #wwf #triple h #hunter hearst helmsley #chyna #billy gunn #the badass #jesse james #road dogg #syxx #x-pac #sean waltman #the 1 2 3 kid #d generation x #dx

[s0re-loser]

Shawn Michaels joins back up with DX

#baby girl leg kick <3 #shawn michaels #triple h #x pac #road dogg #billy gunn #chyna dx #chyna #wrestling #dx #degeneration x #also calle a h8r but those sunglasses r so ugly

[ambreignsfan4life]

Who is better out of each faction

#wwe #DX #shawn michaels #triple h #wwe chyna #billy gunn #road dogg #x pac #d generation x #heartbreak kid #king of kings #9th wonder of the world

[littletroubledgrrrl]

Hot sexy male wrestlers crotch chopping!

I would upload Christian Cage, but there isn't a good angle of him crotch chopping.

#dean ambrose #young bucks #matt jackson #nick jackson #shawn michaels #scott hall #triple h #rob van dam #billy gunn #val venis #x pac #wwf #wwe #ecw

[rhythmislifeandlifeisrhythm]

#chris warren #jim johnston #D-Generation X #WWF #WWE #Shawn Michaels #Triple H #X-Pac #Road Dogg #Billy Gunn #Chyna

[the--blackdahlia]

Dx please?

#dx #Shawn michaels #triple h #chyna #x pac #Billy Gunn #road dogg #rick rude #dream.ai

[rawiswhore]

Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Billy Gunn x Fem Reader- "These Hose"

Yes, the title is meant to be a pun on Bhad Bhabie's debut song, the title of my fanfic may be grammatically inaccurate, but so is the title of Bhad Bhabie's song.

I hope readers about to read this fanfiction won't be offended over it, but viewer discretion is advised.

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In March of 1998, you did this photoshoot for a magazine, where this photoshoot involved you sitting down wearing a bikini while Triple H, Shawn Michaels and Billy Gunn swarmed and circled around you.

Those 3 wrestlers were not wearing shirts in this photoshoot, but they were all carrying one long firetruck hose.

All 3 of those wrestlers had their long hair hanging down in this photoshoot.

Triple H stood in front of you holding the hose's nozzle, whereas Shawn stood behind you and Billy stood next to you.

One of your legs was propped up and raised in this photoshoot as you looked sexy and provocative.

Some pictures didn't have the hose turned on, whereas other photos did have the hose turned on at blast, where the hose's nozzle was pointing at your face.

Even in the pictures when the hose was turned off (and not turned off as in "not sexually aroused" mind you), Triple H was holding and pointing the hose's nozzle in front of you.

Some photos had Triple H pointing the tip of the hose at your chest as well as blasting water out of that hose on your chest, whereas other pictures had him pointing the tip of that hose at your face while water shot out of it.

In pictures where Triple H directed the tip of this hose at your face while water burst out of it, your mouth was wide open and your mouth was even smiling in some photos.

Triple H, Shawn and Billy all stared at you and smiled in these firehose pictures.

This photoshoot may arguably be degrading to women and objectifying them, but so did the Attitude era in general.

You wish so many other sexy male wrestlers---regardless of whatever wrestling company they're in---could be in this photoshoot holding that huge hose and spraying water on you.

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This fanfiction may be a bit weird, but it was inspired by a video I found of this Internet cartoon called "Behind the Music That Sucks", a parody of Vh1's "Behind the Music" that made fun of recording artists, and there was one "Behind the Music That Sucks" episode about 90's female singer song writer Fiona Apple that had a cartoon image of her posing on the cover of a magazine wearing a bikini while men in Speedos holding a firetruck hose circled around her and sprayed her with it.

Seeing that image popped an idea for a fanfiction.

Also, I don't really hate Fiona Apple, I was just curious in seeing that "Behind the Music That Sucks" episode amongst other episodes.

#triple h #shawn michaels #billy gunn #wwf #attitude era #d generation x #dx

[sleepy-achilles]

Streets- Chapter 2

Taker meets the two crews

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The skeleton blade clatters as it falls to the floor. Golden eyes scan the bodies spewed out on the floor. So much carnage. So much blood spilled that never needed to be spilled. They just needed to stay away. Shakey hands reach forward, grabbing at a cyber upgrade. Gold eyes scan in. A new model, achilles heel upgrades. Makes them stronger.

Perfect...

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"Welcome to the crew, Taker."

Taker had no clue what he had just signed up to. All he knew is that kane would owe him big time once he got him back. Who was taker kidding? He had no idea what shape his little brother would be in. Last time taker saw him he didn't have a single upgrade and was busy whining about the fact taker got his.

Taker looks at shawn. Shawn who's been on the phone since they got in goldusts car. His red eyes stare straight through taker. Takers never met someone with red eyes before. Well, there was one, his mother. Her green eyes would switch to red. It use to scare others but taker found a beauty in it. The myth about eye colours always drove taker crazy. He hated it. Reds were painted out to be manics. Loose canons. Dangerous. His mother was no such thing. Shawn? Shawn on the other hand he wasn't too sure about.

Shawns eyes switch to blue quickly. "Goddamnit. Dust! We need to get back to dx headquarters!" Shawn calls. "On it" goldust hums. "Whats wrong?" Taker asks. "Job gone bust. Knew I shoulda gone. But someone insisted i meet him" shawn growls. "Worth it, wasn't it?" Goldust asks. Shawn examines taker. "Not the point. We can pick hunter and kid up at the same time. Nash and Hall are already at the kliq hq. Saves us time atleast, even if I do have to bust some skulls" Shawn grunts. Goldust chuckles. "You have little faith in them" Shawn shakes his head and leans back. "I have a lot of faith in chyna, hunter and Rick. Just not in those punks they've brought in. Hell, not even in kid." Shawn responds. "Hey, it's just how you started out, no?" Goldust asks.

Taker watches as shawns jaw tightens and he looks out the window. "We both know that's not true." Shawn mutters. Taker wants to ask what he means by that, but he knows better. He doesn't want to upset the man who could bring him to his brother. Not yet atleast. Shawn hums, bringing taker out of his head. "We should grab chyna aswell." Shawn states. "Why? Can't kid do any hacking you might need?" Goldust asks. "You already know kids not there yet. Chyna on the other hand has all the skill we might need for this." Shawn chuckles. Goldust tuts. "You doubt that boy to much" Shawn rolls his eyes.

He turns his attention to taker. "When we get there, I want you to come in. Tell them your name and that's it. I don't need dx knowing anything about this. Those clowns will just want to get involved and I do not have the time. If they ask, your a new member of the crew and that's why I wasn't at the job, I was hiring you." Shawn explains. "Got it" Taker nods. "I like it. A man who finally listens to me" shawn smirks leaning back. "Baby, you have nash and Hall wrapped around your little finger. Don't pretend otherwise" goldust chuckles.  Shawn smirks as he looks out of the window.

Taker can't decide if this is the best or worse friendship he's ever made.

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Taker follows Shawn into the warehouse. Goldust insisted on staying in the car, especially in this part of town.

Shawn stops infront of a door, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Remeber what I said. Name and that's it." Shawn grunts before kicking the door open. All talking halts and all heads turn to them.

"What the fuck happened?" Shawn demands as he walks in. And they all start talking at once, except the only girl in the room. Shawn just tilts his head back and everyone falls quiet. "Rick. Talk to me." Shawn sighs. "Its quite simple bossman. Someone wasn't in their spot when they were supposed to be" Rick answers crossing his arms. Shawn kisses his teeth and moves further into the room. "I aint even going to ask for names. I haven't got the time." Shawn tells them. Taker looks at the shocked faces. "But, none of you are getting paid for it, unless yall clean this mess up and get me what I sent you too get" Shawn growls. "And what about you?" A blonde asks. Shawn looks at him. "You, kid and chyna are joining me on a kliq job." Shawn tells him. So this is hunter.

"And who's he? Is he helping us then?" The other blonde asks. "No. This is taker. He works for me and only me. Taker this is chyna, hunter, Rick, kid, Billy and road. They make up degeneration x." Shawn introduces. They all make small grunts or nods at taker. "Now cmon, we need to meet Scott and kev now" Shawn orders. "Wait, if your taking hunter, who's incharge?" Billy asks. "Rick, obviously. Don't be stupid. If this gets fucked again, I will be asking Rick for names and will be taking action" Shawn warns. The staying members nod. "Ill get the job done, boss" Rick nods. "I know you will. Now let's go." Shawn claps before leaving the room, the others following close to get in goldusts car.

"So, you gonna tell us what's going on?" Hunter asks. Shawn looks at him. "Goldust, kliqs apartment please." Shawn requests. "On it baby boy" goldust replies. "I asked you a question Shawn" hunter snaps. "And you can wait until we get there. I'm not repeating myself" Shawn snaps. Hunter raises an eyebrow. "You still angry about last night?" Hunter asks leaning closer to shawn. "Get out of my face hunter. I have a right to be pissed when I leave you incharge of a job and it goes to shit" Shawn growls. "Well if someone wasn't busy picking themselves up some new eye candy, the job might of been smoother" hunter snaps. "You should be able to run a simple job without me. And this sat next to me isn't eye candy. He's a client and will be paying your next paycheck so watch it" Shawn snaps.

Hunter glares at taker. "Why is he here?" Kid asks. "He wants to help. And I don't care. Means more manpower." Shawn shrugs. "We could use dx though" kid states. "And yet those two have fucked up every job so far. No. We do this just as the kliq. And chyna of course, my beloved" Shawn smiles. The women shakes her head fondly. Hunter shakes his head in anger. "We will talk later." Hunter tells him. "Sure thing." Shawn mutters. Taker can already tell this will be interesting. And he already hates that he's thinking like that.

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They walk into an apartment to be met with two tall guys on the sofa watching the news. "You lot seen this? Goldies struck again!" The tallest calls. "What is it now?" Kid asks rushing over. "Killed 12 police and stole cyber upgrades. It's crazy. People reckon it's a psycho. I don't. They seem to steal upgrades of parts they've stole before" the other states with an accent. "Goldie?" Taker asks confused, his mind going straight to goldust. "Dont worry, not goldust." Shawn chuckles. "Its a killer. The people they kill, the police collect their death footage but the only thing they can see from the killer is the fact they have gold eyes." Hunter explains. "Real rare that" kid chuckles. "I wouldn't call them a killer. I mean they only killed at first because they were trapped and about to be killed themselves. I reckon if the coppers stopped trying to find them, no more deaths would arise." The taller states. "Probably. But we will never know. They'll never stop hunting them." The other shrugs.

"So, who's this?" Tallest asks. "Taker. He will be joining us. This is Kevin and Scott." Shawn introduces moving closer, pulling taker with him. "Joining us for what pretty boy?" Kevin asks pulling Shawn into his lap. "Its what I called us all here for. He's our next client." Shawn tells him. "Whats the job Chico?" Scott asks as Taker sits on the end of the sofa. "My brother. He was taken from our town when we were kids." Taker states. "Shawn.." Kevin mutters. "Dont be an ass. I already was. His parents were killed in a house fire and his brother was taken by a family friend in the same night. He reckons he could being used for something bad." Shawn explains. "He could be golden eyes" kid jokes. Scott kicks him causing him to yelp.

"Did he have any upgrades when he was taken?" Kevin suddenly asks. "No. Our father was planning to give him some the next day after seeing how upset he was about me getting mine. He didn't have the chance" Taker answers. Scott and Kevin share a look. "Hey, bud..you don't reckon it's a classic case of Corp boogeyman?" Kevin asks. Shawn squints before looking at chyna. "If taker gives you a photo of his brother can you look for files about him?" Shawn asks. Chyna nods and moves to taker eyes turning neon green, holding her hand out. Taker accepts it and transfers her his last photo of kane.

She smiles before moving towards a room. Kid goes to stand when hunter grabs his wrist and pulls him down. "Ill be going with her, you perv" hunter growls before following her. "Not fair, I'm also a hacker" kid frowns. "Your also a perv" Scott chuckles as shawn stands. "What is Corp boogeyman?" Taker asks. "Jesus you really aren't from here are you?" Scott huffs. "One of the big companies will take kids, mainly kids that won't be missed like street kids or orphans and uses them to test latest techs or turn them into super soldiers" Kevin explains, watching as shawn moves to the window. "So..kane could be dead?" Taker asks. "Well, it's possible yes but if he's got your genetics I highly doubt it. If he's as big and strong as you look then he's probably one the lucky ones. They wouldn't miss out on that" Scott tells him.

"Who was this family friend?" Shawn finally asks. "Im not sure it was him, but I haven't seen him since the fire." Taker tells him. "Name?" Kevin asks. "Paul Bearer" Taker responds.

Kevin watches as shawns eyes glitch in the reflection. "Recognise the name?" Kevin asks. Shawn doesn't respond. Taker watches as shawns fingers twitch, his eyes glow bright as they glitch. "Kev.." Scott gasps. Kevin stands and moves to stand behind shawn, turning the blonde carefully and resting his back against the window. Taker watches as their foreheads connect and shawns eyes turn fully red, pupils, iris and the whites. "They've known each other for a long time. Been there through the worst of times. If shawn glitches out at anytime, call Kevin." Scott tells him. "Understood" Taker nods.

Taker has a feeling he'll find out about Shawn via his crew and friends.

The three sit in silence as Kevin and shawn open their mind to each other.

'Whats wrong?'

'I've heard that name. Back in the labs. This isnt good'

'The boy. Will it be good or bad news? Do we even bother?'

'Depends on chynas results. But..we try. You know we always try. If he's on file and Paul brought him in? He's most likely alive. Well, most likely more cyber than human, but still.'

Kevin pulls back slowly, he opens his eyes and examines shawns face. "We wait for chynas results before we plan anything." Kevin speaks up. "And if the results aren't what we want?" Scott asks. Kevin turns back to them after placing his hand against shawns neck. "If your down, we destroy those Corp bastards and make sure this never happens again." Kevin tells him.

"Sounds like a plan." Taker smirks.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #triple h #kevin nash #scott hall #chyna #goldust #sean waltman #rick rude #billy gunn #road dogg #kane #paul bearer #cyberpunk au #sci fi au #Streets

[heatpotatoes]

WWE Legends: Degeneration X

Finished watching "WWE Legends" biography on Degeneration X.  Such an eye opening watch.  It shows how good of a guy Triple H is by letting the past be the past and giving people like Road Dogg and Shawn Michaels a second chance. People can say what they want about Triple H, but if you watch this biography, you'll change your mind about him.  A better man then any of us knew. Great eye opening piece that pulled back the curtain.  I give everybody the utmost respect for getting through their dark times and finding the light.

#WWE #World Wrestling Entertainment #Degeneration X #Triple H #Shawn Michaels #Chyna #The New Age Outlaws #Billy Gunn #Road Dogg #X-Pac #WWF #World Wrestling Federation

[lhi2010]

Fuck it, here’s the rest of ‘em.

#wwe superstars #wwe #wrasslin stuff #x pac #billy gunn #road dogg #shawn michaels #d-generation x #super sim shenanigans #mdickie

[magnoliacharmed]

...The Jerk Store Called!

18+, Billy Gunn x Shawn Michaels | Kevin Nash x Shawn Michaels one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Tags: Mentions of Bret x Shawn, fingering, unprotected sex, jealousy

Word count: 4078

Summary:

Shawn’s poorly thought out plan to put Billy in his place doesn’t work out the way he expects it to. —- Shawn was nothing but a little ball of energy when he didn’t have a big, strong, brown-haired man around to keep him happy. Big. Strong. Brown-haired. Well, Billy had two out of the three attributes.

“His ass actually might be better than mine. Can you believe it? The one guy with an ass better than mine and they stick him in my group.”

Kevin wasn’t stupid. He knew bait when he heard it and what Shawn was saying about Billy Gunn was pure, 100% bait. Even over the phone he could hear the shift of his ex-boyfriend’s breathing in anticipation for soothing words. Of course, Kevin gave him what he so desperately craved. 

“I promise you his ass isn’t better than yours, baby.”

Shawn sighed, sighed deeply in that pouty way Kevin missed from time to time. He’d said the right thing. He could tell by the way a lollipop began to click-clack against Shawn’s teeth in an attempt to calm himself down. Kevin shifted from side to side, readjusting his duffle bag on his shoulder while he looked for Scott and Sean amongst the crowd of people. Although it was always nice to catch up with Shawn, he didn’t want to spend every phone call appeasing and soothing his insecurities. 

“I forgot how much I liked you calling me that, daddy.” Shawn’s voice lowered to a raspy whisper that was very familiar to Kevin’s ear. The airport was not a place he wanted to be turned on at, so he willed his dick into submission even though it wanted to jump at Shawn’s voice. 

“Come on, don’t start. I gotta get on a plane in a few minutes.”

“Okay, okay I’m sorry. Just tell me one more time?”

“You’ve got the nicest ass I’ve ever seen.”

“And the nicest one you've ever been inside of, right?” Shawn inhaled deeply over the line, leaving Kevin to imagine that he was probably palming himself through those fancy slacks McMahon was making him wear for the Commissioner job. Pervert. 

“Goodbye, Shawn.”

Shawn smiled into the phone as he hung up. Kevin always managed to bring him back to earth when he was feeling on edge. The calls between the two had been more frequent ever since Bret left suddenly for WCW. It sent Shawn barreling down a dangerous path. A potent mix of anger, unchecked ego, and ball-aching horniness resulted in a snotty attitude and a tendency to fuck anything that moved. Now that he didn’t have a steady supply of sex and affection to keep him satisfied whenever he needed it, he lashed out whenever things weren’t going his way. Which seemed to be quite often. 

So it wasn’t hard to imagine why he was so damn upset that Billy was now a member of D-Generation X. Kevin knew that as soon as Billy joined up with the group, Shawn would be calling his phone to complain about it. After lots of “uh-huhs” and “you’re rights” Shawn relaxed and left Kevin alone for a while. He then turned to Hunter to talk his ear off about it, to which Hunter at first appreciated and then came to dread. Billy was cool. But Shawn was Shawn . He didn’t understand why he constantly felt like he was going to get replaced. 

“You just don’t get it, man.” 

Hunter rolled his eyes. He didn’t understand what there was to get.

“You should see the way McMahon looks at him.” Shawn gritted out while they were driving to the next rinky-dink town for a show. “Looks at him the way he used to look at me.”

“God, give it a rest, Shawn. You’re only doing this because you haven’t been fucked in a while. Or haven’t done the fucking? I don’t know.”

Finally, for the first time in what felt like forever, Shawn was silent. He was fully stunned into not speaking. His mouth fell open at Hunter’s harsh, yet truthful words. 

“Well are you gonna fuck me then?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Why not? I’m a good lay,” Shawn whined. 

“Because despite being the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, you’re still a man and I don’t swing that way. Look, I know you’ve been kinda… upset. Ever since Bret left. And I know you’ve been a little sensitive about McMahon not clearing you to wrestle. But you can’t take it out on everyone else. It’s not our fault you’re so frustrated.” 

Shawn huffed. Who asked him to play therapist? 

“Billy is a nice guy. He’s taking the opportunities he’s being given, whatever they may be, just like you did a few years ago. He’s not trying to steal your limelight.” 

“Fuck him.”

Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into Shawn’s pretty little head.

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Billy thought that Shawn had the best ass he’d ever seen. It was perfectly toned but still soft enough that it jiggled when he hit the mat right. Plus he had that cute little tattoo on his cheek. After taking a peek at it in the showers one night, Billy couldn’t get him off his mind. From the rumors he’d heard, Shawn was a great fuck. Just from looking at him he could tell that he was. He had the kind of wide smile and annoyingly confident air about him that said You’ll fall in love after just one night. 

At best, when Shawn came around Billy felt tolerated. At worst he felt iced out. The only thing keeping him afloat in DX besides his fun personality and good looks was Vince McMahon’s attention on him. He didn’t know what he did to gain so much favor from the boss but he sure was happy that he was getting it. Every time McMahon asked to speak to Billy, Shawn’s eyes squinted in envy. 

“Why does Shawn always look at me like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like he hates my guts.”

Hunter shifted in his chair uncomfortably. He didn’t want to betray his best friend, but he also didn’t want to leave his stablemate in the dark. It was better to make Billy uncomfortable than to get on Shawn’s bad side, so the decision was made for him. 

“I’m not sure. Don’t take it too personally.”

Billy tilted his head in confusion like a lost puppy, his sparkling blue eyes widening at the non-answer. Right there Hunter knew why Vince liked him so much and why Shawn felt so threatened. He was sweet and easygoing. He had an amazing body. He was cute. And he was blond. Billy was Shawn’s worst nightmare come to life. 

Hunter sighed. “ If Shawn is mad at you— which he’s not— it’s not your fault. He’s got some… personal problems right now. Kinda frustrated with life. You didn’t hear that from me, though.” He pointed a finger sternly at Billy and left the room. 

It wasn’t his fault! That was great news for Billy. It did lead him to a brick wall. If he wasn’t the reason for Shawn’s bad mood, what was? He did notice that he’d gotten a little fidgety in the weeks after Bret left the company. At first he believed it was because he no longer had a worthy rival to direct his negativity to. As Billy continued on he thought about the way he bounced off the walls when Kevin left too. Shawn was nothing but a little ball of energy when he didn’t have a big, strong, brown haired man around to keep him happy. 

Big. Strong. Brown hair. 

Well, Billy had two out of the three attributes.

“Hey, you seen Hunter?”

Shawn pushed directly into Billy’s personal space with zero regard. The world was his oyster after all. Anywhere he went he acted like he owned the place and ruled over the people in it. Billy didn’t really mind as long as it got him closer to Shawn.

“What?”

Shawn huffed impatiently and looked down hard on Billy. Stupid handsome face and sweet genuine smile. Billy’s long, tanned legs were stretched out below him. The tiny shorts he wore into the ring hugged his upper thighs tightly, leaving nothing to the imagination. His ridiculous, gaudy belly button piercing burned a hole into Shawn’s vision. It glittered under the ugly dressing room lighting right into his eye. He hated to admit the gem situated in Billy’s navel got his blood flowing. It was trashy-cute, perfect for someone who called himself Mr. Ass. 

“Hello? I asked if you’d seen Hunter?”

Billy didn’t want to give up Hunter, especially after he just risked his friendship with Shawn. 

“No, sorry. Haven’t seen him in a little while.”

“Hmph. Whatever.” 

Shawn continued to stare at Billy’s stomach. He started to wonder how his come would look covering the piercing. He had to get some release, and soon before he went really crazy.

“So… why’d you get the belly ring?”

“Oh, I just thought it’d look nice on me. What do you think?” Billy flicked at it then smiled innocently at Shawn.

“…It fits you.”

Shawn wanted to grind his teeth into powder at admitting that. It was hard lying to this puppy-dog of a person. Really, Shawn had a problem lying to anyone who was hot. It was why he continuously ended up getting himself in trouble with Bret and Kevin. 

“Thanks!”

Shawn decided that tonight was the night he’d fuck that bright smile right off of Billy’s face. He was going to push his face into the covers, make him scream, make him cry, make him beg him to stop. Then he was going to come on his stomach and laugh in his face. He’d go back to his own room laughing the whole way at the dumb expression Billy would give him. Realizing that he was only being used for Shawn’s sexual relief, it’d destroy his self-esteem so badly that he’d figure he wouldn’t be able to do any better than the Heartbreak Kid. He’d be so down in the dumps that Vince would think he was pathetic and kill his push to be the champ. It was a good plan, a real two-for one. Guaranteed noncommittal sex and another chance on top of the card. 

“Billy.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you wanna have sex with me tonight?”

Billy leaped up from his chair so fast his head spun. He was only a few inches taller than Shawn but still felt like he towered over him. It made Shawn feel smaller and less threatening to him, like he could pick him up and spin him around until he wasn’t so angry at the world any more. Shawn looked up at him with those piercing baby blues and his arms across his chest defensively. So cute. It was things like that that made Billy ignore Shawn’s less savory traits.

“Of course I do.” 

“Perfect. I’ll come to your room later, okay? Be ready for me. Kick Jesse out for a couple hours. Actually, for the whole night.”

With that, Shawn turned to leave the room without a goodbye. 

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Billy opened the door of his hotel room with more flourish than he wanted to. He couldn’t help it, he was just so excited. Shawn Michaels wanted to fuck him out of everyone else. He could get with anyone he wanted to and he chose him. Shawn’s long, wavy hair smelled like expensive, fresh shampoo and his pants were tailored perfectly. It was incredibly flattering that he wanted him. It took a lot for Billy to not jerk off before Shawn’s arrival. The only thing that kept him from doing it was that he wanted his first orgasm of the night to be on Shawn’s cock. 

“You gonna let me in?”

Shawn watched Billy step aside to let him through. A slightly dingy carpet and tattered curtains showed that his room wasn’t as nice as Shawn’s. The petty zip of superiority that flashed through him at having superstar perks like a nice hotel room immediately boosted his confidence into the stratosphere. 

“You look great, as usual.”

“I know.” Shawn turned to Billy to press against his chest. He raised his hand up to hook a finger under the elastic choker necklace surrounding Billy’s neck. Billy watched on silently as Shawn pulled at the necklace over and over like a toy, then pulled it as far as it could go without breaking to let it snap loudly against his skin. 

“Ow.” Billy smiled down at him. 

What a dope, Shawn thought. His dick betrayed him by hardening quickly at being so close to his group mate. There was still some residual glitter on his neck and arms from earlier in the night and he kind of smelled like… berries?

“Why do you smell like the inside of a Limited Too?”  

“That’s the only place I could get body glitter from on short notice. One of the makeup girls bought it for me. They thought it’d be a bad look if I went in there myself.” 

For some reason the image of Billy slathering fruit-scented glitter all over his shiny tanned chest made Shawn’s brain stop working for a second. Never in a million years would he have thought someone like Billy would ever make him this crazy. First of all, he was blond. Despite his own hair color Shawn did not prefer blonds. At least not long term. After Kevin went blond at WCW, Shawn found it easier to get over his former lover. That’s why it was hard for him to understand why Billy had such a strong physical effect on him. 

“Hmm.” Shawn reached to lick a long stripe up Billy’s neck. Sadly the glitter was only berry scented and not berry flavored. The strong chemical taste that coated his tongue was worth it to see Billy shiver under him. “Get on the bed for me.”

Billy walked in a daze over to one of the double beds. It only took seconds for him to get completely naked. Shawn watched as his muscles rippled while he removed his shirt and pulled down his jeans. Then he finally saw it, the real star of the show as Billy crawled over the side of the bed for his lube: his ass. And what an ass it was. He was completely deserving of that stupid nickname. 

Shawn stripped down almost fully, only leaving his expensive watch on. He needed something nice to look at when he was feeling down and couldn’t look at himself in the mirror. The way things were turning out, he was sure he was going to have a few moments of self-consciousness tonight. Billy flipped back onto his back and let Shawn once again invade his personal space by putting his face only inches away from his cock. 

“Lube.”

Shawn stuck his hand out for the cold liquid. Billy squeezed quite a bit on Shawn’s fingers, then shut his eyes. 

“What’s the matter, first time?” Shawn started to laugh, then immediately shut his mouth. It would be his luck that Billy had never had anything up his gorgeous ass before. 

“No, not the first. It’s been a while. The last time was the first time… the only time.”

For some reason that answer upset Shawn more than if Billy said he was a virgin. Someone had unlimited access to him and didn’t take advantage of it? Also, did that mean McMahon wasn’t even fucking him? That he found hard to believe. Shawn suddenly felt both special and deflated. What was the point of all this? It wasn’t even a revenge fuck any more. That’s what made the whole thing fun… at first. Now he realized that he might have concocted this whole idea as an excuse to fuck Billy. Shit. 

“Alright. You want me to be gentle, then?”

“No, that’s okay—“

“Great!” Shawn pushed his index and middle finger inside of Billy’s hole. It was not without some resistance and Billy’s hips bucking off the bed. Shawn was only able to fit up to his first knuckles as Billy clenched around him.

“You’re squirming a lot. I’m not even all the way in you yet.”

Billy let out a little hum and tried to keep his body glued to the mattress. It felt like a fever was rising in him the more Shawn continued to push, pleasure dancing across his brain roughly. His cock began to jerk around on its own volition when Shawn finally got both fingers completely inside of him. He forgot to pull them back out as he watched Billy leak and twitch so close to his face. 

“Oh, right,” Shawn breathed while slowly exiting Billy. He twisted his fingers on reentry as much as he could but there was still so much clenching around him. If it was this tight around two fingers it’d be unbearable on his dick. Billy was already looking undone above him. If he thrusted into him one more time he’d come right there, which was the last thing either of them wanted. Even though Shawn’s fingers were close to being too much, Billy still groaned when he no longer felt them. Shawn missed the warmth of him too. 

“Arch up for me.”

Unsteadily, Billy assumed the position. His ass was perfect, dammit. That was so infuriating. They couldn’t both have perfect asses. That was his thing. The only win he had over Billy was the tattoo that adorned his. He decided that it gave him character that set the two of them apart. Ha-ha, I win , he thought with an immature smugness.

Without another word, Shawn tried to push inside of Billy. He was still very, very tight. That was another reason why his ass was so perfect. It wasn’t all used up. Knowing that he was getting to it before Vince kicked him into gear. Billy said he didn’t want gentle, so he wasn’t getting gentle. A deep breath and nails digging into his hips was the only warning Billy got before Shawn shoved himself inside.

Billy had never been impaled before. He imagined this felt pretty similar. Maybe not as pleasurable. But the same kind of feeling. Shawn was all heat as he throbbed inside of him. It was kind of crazy how all it took was one push to suddenly feel whole as a person. Shawn stopped and steadied himself before he kept going. It just didn’t make sense how good this felt. How good Billy felt. Did he even know what he was doing to him?

“Shawn,” Billy whispered. He was unable to raise his voice any further. His brain wouldn’t allow him to make a louder noise. “Shawn…”

Shawn was feeling pretty destroyed himself. There was no way in hell he could let Billy see that. Even if in this state he was barely aware of himself and his surroundings. He forced himself to begin to thrust, slowly with as little stutter as he could manage. Billy’s breathing was shallow as he mumbled into the sheets. Every couple of strokes Shawn would hear Billy say his name so softly he wondered if he was dreaming it. He reached to grab Billy’s hair, pulling him enough to be able to look over and see his face. 

He didn’t expect tears. Or drool. Or listless, rolling eyes shutting as soon as the chilled A/C air hit Billy’s slack face. It was a gorgeous sight to see. Shawn’s body started to shake as he pumped faster into Billy. He used his hair for purchase and balance while he fucked up into him with deep snaps of his hips. His red rimmed wet eyes fluttered open and reminded Shawn of an old, beautiful painting.  

“How does it feel? How do I feel inside you, Billy?”

Shawn’s rough accent breathing into his ear was too much for Billy to take at the moment. He always thought it was the sexiest thing about him, that hard voice coming from a pretty boy. Never in a million years did he think he’d hear that same deep timbre asking him how good he was fucking him.  All Billy could do was nod, a slow dumb movement that made Shawn feel incredibly good about himself.

“Answer me, baby.”

“Perfect, Shawn. Keep going, please,” Billy scraped out. 

“Say my name again.”

Shawn pushed right onto Billy's prostate while he whispered into his ear. It was getting close to cruel the way he continued to make Billy whimper. It may not have the screaming he so badly wanted to hear, but it was close enough. He was only trying to stave off his own orgasm. He had to make Billy come first. He knew he’d lose if he came before him, even though the only person keeping score in this silly game was himself. He let himself fully sink into Billy one last time and kept himself there to pulsate inside him. Shawn’s hand freed itself from his hair and down onto Billy’s neglected cock, the tip of it slick and dripping onto the comforter. It only took one shallow stroke of his rough hand to—

Billy was floating. He was falling down, down, down from heaven and the clouds high in the sky. All he could see was black as he fell back to reality. His face was back smushed into the tear soaked spot in the sheets he’d left earlier. Shawn was still inside of him. He let himself fall over when Billy did too. The weight of Shawn pressing down on him disappeared as soon as he was starting to really enjoy it. It was quickly replaced by an even better feeling, the warmth of Shawn’s come flooding out of his stretched and sensitive hole. Air hit his crack with a disorienting coolness as Shawn spread his cheeks open to watch his hole flutter and leak out his come. 

Shawn lost. He didn’t do the one thing he wanted to do, leave his come all over Billy’s piercing. It wasn’t too late…

Billy gasped at feelings Shawn’s finger digging into him frantically. Shawn made a scooping sort of motion inside Billy to collect the little bit of semen left inside of him. His hip was grabbed harshly to turn him around face up to stare at the ceiling blissfully. A cold drip onto his navel made him crane his neck down watch Shawn drag his come covered finger all over his gem. It dulled into a disappointing, barely twinkling thing that Shawn Cheshire cat smiled at. Billy’s head plopped back on the bed softly, a weird heavy feeling spreading in his chest at Shawn’s mean-spirited joy.

As Billy started to wonder if he should regret what just happened, Shawn eagerly climbed on top of him to press a kiss that was so sweet on his lips he decided to push away the bad thoughts swirling in his head. Billy wrapped his arms around Shawn and squeezed him tight to roll them both onto their sides. Shawn drifted off to sleep quickly in his grasp while Billy made up his mind. He didn’t mind being used for sex. He’d just use Shawn for intimacy.

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“Wow, I’d never thought you’d get on top. What do you think about it?”

“Eh, it’s a lot of work. I’m too pretty for all that.”

“Right, you’re just supposed to lay there and look hot.”

“Duh. Billy’s ass might be worth the effort, though.” 

Shawn could pretend all he wanted to, but Kevin knew when his old flame was feeling all sappy about a new love. He remembered the way he called him sounding high as a kite talking nonstop about Bret. 

Kevin heard the familiar sound of a candy wrapper being opened over the line. If Shawn kept eating those lollipops his teeth were gonna fall out. It did make his kisses sweet in that artificial way Kevin came to enjoy. Once again, he was not going to let himself get hard in a public area. This time at least he was in a bar, a more appropriate place to have an obvious erection.

“I’m really happy for you. I’m sure DX is too ‘cause you’re not terrorizing them any more. Now since you’ve got a new boyfriend, will you leave me alone?”

Shawn thought for a minute on that one. No, he was never going to leave Kevin alone. They both knew that. They wouldn’t have it any other way. Billy was good about understanding and dealing with it. He had to because it was just another weird part about dating Shawn Michaels. 

“You know you love hearing about it. I came so hard, Kevin. The only thing that would’ve made it better is if you were there. Hey, you think he’d let us tag team him?”

“Goodbye, Shawn.”

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WWF December 1997. Fights/Results.

1st December 1997: Syracuse, NY – 4,807

($81,977 live gate)

($26,000 merchandise sales)

Savio Vega, Jose Estrada and Miguel Perez downed Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball; Jim Neidhart defeated The Sultan; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overcame The Headbangers; Kane toppled Vader; The Legion of Doom dropped Kama and The Rock; Marc Mero overturned Flash Funk; Ken Shamrock beat D-Lo Brown; The Undertaker rolled over Triple H in a casket match. 

6th December 1997: Providence, RI – 7,105

($133,154 live gate)

($47,000 merchandise sales)

Brian Christopher beat Scott Taylor; Jesus Castillo, Miguel Perez and Jose Estrada bested Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball; Kane toppled Vader; Ken Shamrock defeated D-Lo Brown; The Legion of Doom and Dude Love downed Faarooq, Kama and The Rock; Flash Funk pinned Matt Hardy; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overcame The Headbangers; WWF Intercontinental Champion Steve Austin rolled over Triple H.

7th December 1997: “WWF IYH: Degeneration X”: Springfield, MA – 6,358 sellout

($112,864 live gate)

($44,000 merchandise sales)

Taka Michinoku beat Brian Christopher to win the WWF Light Heavyweight Title (WWF Light Heavyweight Title Tournament – Final); Jesus Castillo, Miguel Perez and Jose Estrada bested Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball; Butterbean downed Marc Mero by DQ in a “toughman” match; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg dropped The Legion of Doom by DQ; Triple H overturned Sgt Slaughter in a “Bootcamp” encounter; Jeff Jarrett bested The Undertaker by DQ; WWF Intercontinental Champion Steve Austin toppled The Rock; Ken Shamrock rolled over WWF World Champion Shawn Michaels by DQ.

8th December 1997: “WWF Raw is War Broadcast and WWF Shotgun TV Taping”: Portland, ME – 6,510 sellout

($86,591 live gate)

($36,000 merchandise sales)

Dark matches: Scott Taylor beat Barry Houston; Mark Henry defeated Chris Duffy; Steve Blackman overcame Scott King; Steve Austin, The Undertaker and The Legion of Doom rolled over WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock, Faarooq, D-Lo Brown and Kama.

Shotgun: (12/13):  Recon and Sniper battled The Headbangers to a double-DQ; Doug Furnas and Phil LaFon defeated Matt and Jeff Hardy; Vader downed Faarooq; The Undertaker pinned The Sultan.

Raw: (12/08): The Legion of Doom battled The Godwinns to a no-contest; Dude Love dropped Billy Gunn; Flash Funk downed Kurrgan by reverse decision-DQ; Miguel Perez and Jose Estrada defeated Skull and Eight-Ball; Jeff Jarrett toppled Vader by count-out; Salvatore Sincere overcame Marc Mero by count-out; The Rock bested WWF Intercontinental Champion Steve Austin by forfeit to win the title;

9th December 1997: “WWF Raw is War TV Taping and WWF Shotgun TV Taping”: Durham, NH – 5,511 sellout

($69,808 live gate)

Dark matches: Brian Christopher beat Barry Houston; The Undertaker rolled over Triple H in a casket match.

Shotgun: (12/20): Doug Furnas and Phil LaFon defeated Scott Taylor and Flash Funk; Kurrgan beat Matt and Jeff Hardy in a handicap match; Vader bested Marc Mero by DQ; The Headbangers overcame The Godwinns.

Raw: (12/15): WWF Light Heavyweight Champion Taka Michinoku downed Jerry Lawler by DQ; Dude Love overturned Road Dogg; Mark Henry pinned The Brooklyn Brawler; Tom Brandi beat The Sultan; Steve Blackman overcame Jose Estrada Jr; The Legion of Doom toppled WWF World and European Champion Shawn Michaels and Triple H by DQ.

10th December 1997: Bangor, ME – 3,709

($65,229 live gate)

Brian Christopher beat Scott Taylor; Kurrgan defeated Flash Funk; WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock, Faarooq, Kama and D-Lo Brown overcame Savio Vega, Jesus Castillo, Miguel Perez and Jose Estrada; The Sultan downed Skull; Mark Henry dropped The Brooklyn Brawler; Kane bested Chainz; The Undertaker toppled Triple H in a casket match; Marc Mero defeated Dude Love; The Headbangers overturned WWF World Tag Champions Road Dogg and Billy Gunn by DQ.

11th December 1997: “WWF Raw is War TV Taping and WWF Shotgun TV Taping”: Lowell, MA – 2,403 sellout

($47,096 live gate)

Dark matches: Steve Blackman beat Brian Walsh; Ken Shamrock downed D-Lo Brown; The Undertaker rolled over WWF European Champion Triple H in a non-title casket match.

Shotgun: (12/27): Recon and Sniper downed Matt and Jeff Hardy; Flash Funk defeated Faarooq; The Headbangers dropped Miguel Perez and Savio Vega by DQ; Mark Henry overcame The Sultan; Tom Brandi beat Barry Houston.

Raw: (12/22): Thrasher beat Henry Godwinn by DQ; The Undertaker battled WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock to a no-contest; Marc Mero downed Scott Taylor; Kurrgan dropped Eight-Ball; Ken Shamrock overcame D-Lo Brown; Triple H pinned WWF World and European Champion Shawn Michaels to win the WWF European title.

12th December 1997: Chattanooga, TN – 6,855

($102,899 live gate)

($53,615 merchandise sales)

D-Lo Brown and Kama beat Skull and Eight-Ball; Brian Christopher defeated Scott Taylor; Mark Henry beat The Spellbinder; Kane bested Chainz; Marc Mero pinned Flash Funk; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; Ken Shamrock toppled WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock in a non-title match; The Undertaker rolled over WWF European Champion Triple H in a casket match; Jerry Lawler and Jeff Jarrett downed WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg by DQ.

13th December 1997: Nashville, TN – 5,345

($93,934 live gate)

($44,609 merchandise sales)

Brian Christopher defeated Scott Taylor; WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock and Kama beat Skull and Eight-Ball; Mark Henry beat The Spellbinder; Jerry Lawler and Jeff Jarrett downed WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg by DQ; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; Goldust and Luna overturned Silent Night; Ken Shamrock toppled WWF European Champion Triple H in a non-title match; Kane bested Chainz; Marc Mero dropped Flash Funk; The Undertaker rolled over WWF World Champion Shawn Michaels by DQ.

14th December 1997: Memphis, TN – 5,078

($72,973 live gate)

($29,000 merchandise sales)

The show was scheduled to feature Jerry Lawler and Jeff Jarrett vs. Shawn Michaels and Triple H in the main event, however the bout did not occur. Michaels and Triple H legitimately refused to perform after being showered with garbage during their entrance. Management agreed with the decision to cancel the main event. Some fans had been throwing items into the ring all night.

Eight-Ball beat D-Lo Brown; Brian Christopher downed Scott Taylor; Mark Henry defeated The Spellbinder; WWF World Tag Champions Road Dogg and Billy Gunn overcame The Headbangers; The Undertaker dropped WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock in a non-title match; Marc Mero beat Flash Funk; Kane bested Chainz; Ken Shamrock overturned Phinneas Godwinn.

15th December 1997: Little Rock, AR – 6,449

($109,883 live gate)

The show was scheduled to feature Ken Shamrock vs. Triple H in the main event, however the bout did not occur. Michaels and Triple H legitimately refused to perform after being showered with garbage during their pre-match promo. Triple H was hit in the face with a bottle as DX returned to the locker room. A riot broke out in the arena due to the main event not occurring and law enforcement were called to the scene. Several fans were injured and more than a dozen arrests were made. Fans had been warned by the ring announcer during the night to cease throwing objects in the ring. Again, Management supported DX in their refusal to perform.

Kane beat Chainz; The Undertaker overturned WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock in a non-title casket match; Marc Mero pinned Flash Funk; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; Jeff Jarrett and Jerry Lawler rolled over WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg by DQ.

26th December 1997: Milwaukee, WI – 5,293

($95,343 live gate)

($43,000 merchandise sales)

Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball beat Miguel Perez, Jose Estrada and Jesus Castillo; Marc Mero downed Scott Taylor; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; TAFKA Goldust bested Flash Funk; The Undertaker dropped WWF European Champion Triple H in a non-title casket match; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overturned The New Blackjacks; Kane pinned Vader; Steve Austin and Dude Love rolled over WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock and D-Lo Brown in a “falls-count-anywhere” match.

26th December 1997: Chicago, IL – 16,620 sellout

($275,014 live gate)

($146,257 merchandise sales)

Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball beat Miguel Perez, Jose Estrada and Jesus Castillo; Marc Mero downed Scott Taylor; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; Ken Shamrock dropped WWF European Champion Triple H in a non-title match; The Undertaker rolled over WWF World Champion Shawn Michaels by DQ; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overturned The New Blackjacks; TAFKA Goldust bested Flash Funk; Kane pinned Vader; Steve Austin and Dude Love rolled over WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock and D-Lo Brown in a “falls-count-anywhere” match.

27th December 1997: Worcester, MA – 4,057

($73,503 live gate)

($32,000 merchandise sales)

Marc Mero downed Scott Taylor; Miguel Perez, Jose Estrada and Jesus Castillo beat Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball; The Godwinns overcame The Headbangers in a “country whipping” match; The Undertaker dropped WWF European Champion Triple H in a non-title match; TAFKA Goldust bested Flash Funk; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overturned The New Blackjacks; Kane pinned Vader; Steve Austin and Dude Love rolled over WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock and D-Lo Brown in a “falls-count-anywhere” match.

28th December 1997: Hamilton, ONT – 6,469

($120,836 live gate)

($52,000 merchandise sales)

Glenn Kulka beat Adam Copeland; The Headbangers battled Kane to a no contest in a handicap match; Flash Funk defeated Faarooq; Ken Shamrock downed WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock in a non-title match; Chainz, Skull and Eight-Ball beat Miguel Perez, Jose Estrada and Jesus Castillo; Marc Mero downed Scott Taylor; WWF World Tag Champions Billy Gunn and Road Dogg overturned The New Blackjacks; The Undertaker bested TAFKA Goldust in a casket match; Steve Austin and Dude Love rolled over WWF World Champion Shawn Michaels and WWF European Champion Triple H.

29th December 1997: “WWF Raw is War Broadcast and WWF Shotgun TV Taping”: Uniondale, NY – 11,243 sellout 

($271,388 live gate)

($97,000 merchandise sales)

Dark matches: Skull Von Kruss beat Adam Flash; Steve Austin, The Undertaker, Cactus Jack and Terry Funk rolled over WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock, Faarooq, D-Lo Brown and Kama.

Raw: (12/29): Skull, Eight-Ball and Chainz defeated Savio Vega, Miguel Perez and Jesus Castillo; Ken Shamrock bested Kama; Jerry Lawler and Brian Christopher downed WWF Light Heavyweight Champion Taka Michinoku and George Steele by DQ; Cactus Jack beat Road Dogg by DQ; Owen Hart rolled over WWF World Champion Shawn Michaels by DQ.

Shotgun: (01/03): Mark Henry beat D-Lo Brown by DQ; Vader toppled Julio Sanchez; Jeff Jarrett overcame Scott Taylor; The New Blackjacks downed Recon and Sniper by DQ; Steve Blackman overturned Jimmy Cicero.

30th December 1997: “WWF Raw is War TV Taping and WWF Shotgun TV Taping”: New Haven, CT

Dark matches: Paul Roma beat Nick Barberry; Mark Henry downed Roy Raymond; Alex and Paul Roma defeated Ross Greenburg and Brian Walsh; Steve Austin, The Undertaker, Cactus Jack and Terry Funk toppled WWF Intercontinental Champion The Rock, D-Lo Brown, Kama and Faarooq.

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I wonder if I should make some gifs of the New Age Outlaws by themselves, since they were members of D Generation X?

#d generation x #dx #triple h #shawn michaels #road dogg #billy gunn #new age outlaws #1998 #90s #wwf #attitude era #wwf attitude