Dirty Little Secret

"I can't help my lithp, or thpeech impediment. I cant help it and ith embarething."

"Relax Jake. You don't make fun of my accent so why would I make fun of your speech impediment? It's cute."

Jake gaped at him.
"Well you athent ith thexy."
He tried to look back at the match.

Drew smirked to himself.
"Now is it?"

"Yeth it ith Drew."
Jake avoided eye contact as he thought of things to say.

Drew's accent had been called many things.
Stupid.
Weird.
Unintelligible.
Sexy was definitely not one of them.
He smirked back at Jake.

Jake sent him a smile.
Maybe this was going somewhere.
He scooted closer.

Drew grinned as Jake slid closer. He was liking this conversation so far.

"Tho, wanna mix thome all American in your thotith?"
God he sounded stupid, he backed off a bit.

Drew froze.
Did Jake mean what that sounded like he meant? Or had Drew interpreted that wrong?
"What exactly are you implying there Jake?"

"N-Nothing." Jake stuttered. He was so stupid to say that. Drew was probably freaked out by him now.

"Well... it sounded like you were suggesting we fuck." Drew shrugged, quite surprised with himself for saying that. "But if you aren't interested, that's fine..." Drew crossed his fingers mentally.

Jake almost choked.
"Would you?"
He was so hoping Drew would.

"Possibly." He might be confident at the moment but he wasn't putting everything out there.

"That ith a yeth no anthwer quethion. Tho either you would or wouldn't"

"Then yes. I would." Drew said. Alright, he was either completely rejected or he got what he wanted. Everything was out in the open now...

Jake's heart jumped.
"My hotel room after the thow?" He inquired.

"Sounds good to me..." Drew murmured, stomach doing a victory dance.

Jake beamed at the match up. He was going to spend the night with Drew McIntyre.

The match seemed to be going painfully slow all of a sudden. Drew's foot began tapping impatiently. He was horny.

Jake was in trouble,he had a painful erection and there was no way it was not visible though his wrestling suit.

Drew glanced over at Jake and let out a loud laugh quickly covering his mouth.
"Excited?" He whispered.

"Hell yeth, you would be too if I were ath thexy ath you are and you were getting me over to your room tonight."

"One condition on that by the way. You have to scream my middle name when you cum." Drew whispered. "It's Samuel." He wanted to hear that lisp and neither his first or last name would bring that out.

Jake groaned as his cock twitched.
"Thamuel? I am thupothed to remember that while we are fucking?"