#pepsipunkgts

[cenationarmyleader]

John sighed as he was sitting alone in his living room. In his left hand, was his cell phone. Falling in a deep thought and twirling his phone in his hand, John just made his decision. It has been 2 weeks since Phil walked out that day with out any word to anybody. Only a select few got in contact with Phil. John haven't. He didn't try to get in contact with him. John guess his pride got the best of him that he didn't want to call him first but John misses Phil like crazy. John stopped twirling his phone as he went to make the call to Punk. 

John highlighted Punk's number as he smiled at the goofy picture Phil took when he took John's phone without John looking. John pressed the call button and pressed the phone to his ear. John listened to The Misfits playing as his call back tune. John sighed when the music played longer that expected. "He isn't going to answer..."

[cenationarmyleader]

Damn it

Now I'm getting myself hot and hard just thinking about Punk in a porno. i would pay and watch it. 

[cenationarmyleader]

Punky

Why don't you come out and play? 

[cenationarmyleader]

It was a normal day and John was just hanging around the catering area with Randy and Cody when Alicia walked up. "John, got a minute?" John looked at Alicia and nods. He excused himself to speak with Alicia alone. "So what's up?" John asked. Alicia looked nervous. John frowned. "Alicia, talk to me what's wrong?" Alicia looked at John. "John, I didn't want to tell you this but..." "But what? Spit it out." John said. Alicia sighed. "I saw Punk with Alberto and they was...flirting" John eyes widen. "...What?" "Punk and Alberto was flirting and I saw Punk go on your bus with him. I didn't want to tell you-" John stormed off before Alicia could finish.

How could he? How could Punk do this to him? He flirted with a man he despised and on top of that he brought him on his bus! Oh that wasn't going to fly. John angrily stormed on his bus. "PHILLIP JACK FUCKING BROOKS!!!" John screamed on the top of his lungs. 

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Time's Up || John&Punk

It was probably reckless of him to drive just a few notches below the speed limit, especially with the roads this slippery during winter, but he didn't really give a damn about it. Not when he knew that he had to get to his destination as soon as he could. Hell, he even had his phone in his hand as he drove, sending texts every now and then as he tried to focus on driving. Although it was definitely reckless of him to do such things, he didn't really care. There were a few self implemented rules that John had come up with when it came down to driving in his car, but there were only a couple of rules which he broke only for certain reasons. Certain reasons that included a certain man named CM Punk.

It had been a few days since he'd seen his boyfriend and to say that he was missing him was the biggest understatement of the century. Call it clingy and whatnot, John wanted to be with the man as soon as he could and he'd do anything just to get to where Punk was as soon as possible. He didn't know that things wouldn't turn out just as good this time, though. As he turned down a corner, still at full speed, he felt the tires slip a bit too widely, the car sliding towards the oncoming lane. Next thing that he knew, there was a truck in front of him, the horns honking loudly in his ears, and a loud, crashing sound, followed by a sudden force that knocked the air -- and possibly the life -- out of him.

Hours later, a nurse was ordered to call a certain man named Phillip Jack Brooks, ready to bring the man the bad news as soon as the call was picked up.

[cenationarmyleader]

This is to my favorite Punk in the world.

I mean who wouldn't want their own Pepsi Machine in their home? Merry Christmas Punky.

[cenationarmyleader]

A Very Punkful Christmas | John and Punk

It’s December 24th, it’s Christmas Eve.  John was asleep in Punk’s bedroom. They were in Chicago celebrating Christmas.  The main reason why they are in Chicago because Punk thinks its UN natural to be in 80 degree weather for Christmas. To John, its paradise cause did Punk forget that John is from New Westbury and it be below zero at times during winter. As usual, Punk persuaded John with his puppy pout and maybe a bit of sex to lure John to change his mind and go to Chicago.  Sadly it worked. Here they are in Chicago for Christmas. John turned around and laid his arm over where Punk supposed to be laying at. “P-Phil?” John cracked open one eye and seen Punk’s spot was empty. John leaned up and looks at the clock. 8am it read. John was shocked. Punk is up before 12pm? Something must have happened. John stood up and looked out at the window. It snowed and of course he sees Punk playing in the snow. John shook his head with a smile and goes and get ready.

  Punk was having a blast in the snow. It snowed at least 7 inches. Punk couldn’t keep the grin off his face even if someone pissed him off. Punk dived in a pile of snow and made a snow angel. John walked on the porch and smiled at Punk. He could be the biggest kid on the planet and gives no fucks. Prime example about to show it. Punk stood up and looks down at his snow angel and was proud of his work. Punk couldn’t help but to look to his left and seen a kid that looked like he’s about 10 or 11 years old. The kid and Punk just looked at each other. “Hi…is there something I can do for you?” Punk asked. “Aren’t you too old to play in the snow?”  The kid asked. Punk chuckled. “Aren’t you too young to be in my business?” “You’re a mean old man” “And you’re a spoiled little brat who shouldn’t be in grown folks business and I hope Santa leaves you lots of steaming pile of coal for ya, kiddo” Punk kept that smile on his face. The kid’s mother walked over and glared at Punk while she walked her son away. “How dare you speak to him like that?” Punk laughed. “Well you should go to parenting school cause seems like you failed to teach your brat to say out of grown stranger’s business” She turned her nose up at Punk and walked away. Punk smiled and waved. “Yeah, Merry Christmas to you too, bitch” Punk chuckled loudly as John walked up to Punk. “What was all that about, Phil?” Punk smiled as he turned to John. “Johnny! See snow!” Punk smiled like a kid in a candy store. John couldn’t help but to laugh at Punk. “I see but what was that all about with the kid and his mom?” Punk looked at John like nothing happened. John shook his head.  “Forget it. I made hot chocolate-“ Without John could finished the sentence. “WITH MARSHMALLOWS?” Punk loudly asked. John laughed “Yes with Marsh-“ Again before John could finish, Punk grab John’s hand and pulled him into the house.

  It was now, 11:57pm. They spent the whole day inside but played a nice snowball war witch somehow Punk won. Punk was on the couch enjoying another mug of hot chocolate. John sat next to him after they cleaned up from having a nice dinner. “Thanks Johnny” John looked at Punk with a smile. “For what?” Punk smiled back at John. “Everything. Usually, I didn’t care much for Christmas but, being with you, I’m looking forward to more Christmases with you” John chuckled. “You mean, Punkmas?” Punk chuckled happily. “YES EXACTLY” Punk pulled John in for a kiss and smiled at him. “This is exactly why I love you John-Boy” John smiled. “Speaking of Punkmas” John held out a small gift. Punk looked at it. “John-boy, you don’t have to give me this now..I can wait until tomorrow” John smiled. “Phil, you can be an idiot at times” John chuckled and Punk pouted at him. “Look at the time Punky” Punk blinked and looked at the clock. “12:09” John nods. “Yeah so technically,  it is Christmas officially” Punk smiled. “You big oaf” John smiled as Punk took the gift. Punk examines the box. “No worries it’s not a engagement ring” John said. “Now who thought that?” Punk laughed.  John watched Punk with the box. With his goofy look where he had one eye closed and his tongue sticking out while shaking the box near his ear. John could help to noticed how cute Punk could be.  Punk opened the box and gasps a bit. It was a new custom made watch and on it 434 Best in the World with his signature cross on the watch. It had a small description on the back that says “To my best in the world love John” Punk couldn’t help but to smile and look at John. “Thanks Johnny” John smiled. “You’re welcome, Punky” Punk smiled. “Now for my gift” John chuckled. “I told you Phil, you didn’t have to give me anything” Punk ignored John and place a big red bow on his head as he smiled at John. John chuckled and took off the bow on Punk’s head. “The best gift I can ever have. I love you, Punky” Punk smiled. “Love you too, Johnny” Punk and John shared a soft kiss. Punk laid his head on John’s shoulder. “Best Punkmas ever!” John smiled. “You deserve the best” Punk smiled. “So…about that engagement ring..” John looked down at Punk. 

[searchingforourserenity]

Jesse was leaning against a tree smoking.He had given up the real cigarettes and was now using an electronic one.He was proud of himself since he wouldnt be using it much longer