He had been hard since the Samoan and King segment and man, he needed Roman, now....

Baron approached his locker room, each step he took made his meat twitch. A soft groan escapes his lips. He snuck a hand in the King Corbin jeans as well as tight, black boxer briefs. "Fuck..." Baron mumbled. He was already leaking just at the thought of Roman catching him messing with himself. The pubic hair was now a sticky mess. "Roman could walk in on me any moment now." The crowned King thought as he bit his bottom lip. He began to grope at his testicles, the sudden hot touch making him more desperate for Roman to catch him playing with himself. He moaned out Roman's name, not realizing the Big Dog had entered the room. The Samoan smirked, wetting his lips before clearing his throat. The boyfriend gasped and was already breathing hard. "Dog Food?" He asked. Roman nodded seemingly agreeing with what Baron had said, "Dog Food."