Chapter 1
Ok so I've never done this before and I'm so nervous I'll prolly never do it again. Anyway, I own nothing and no one. So here goes.
John's POV
I stood there looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I still look the same, talk the same and smell the same but something is so different about me. I sigh running my hands over my face turn out the light and head to bed. Ever since that dream nothing seems right anymore. I can't stop thinking about it, about him. I couldn't have feelings for Randy! It's just not possible. I mean really who falls in love with their best friend of years and never realizes it til you have a dream about him. Oh but it wasn't any dream it was a sex dream. This is ridiculous. I flop over to stomach and huff into my pillow. When sleep comes so will the dream and another day filled of reminiscing about it. I close my eyes and will myself to think of anything but him. Finally sleep overtakes me.
"Oh Johnny so good" Randy mewls and I kiss his neck. He's squirming to touch me but I won't let him. I keep a firm grip on his wrists as I continue to attack his neck. He finally gives in and tilts his head so I have complete access to his neck. But that isn't enough for me. I grab his chin forcing him to look at me and before he can say anything I slam my lips to his. I apply more pressure to his wrist and when he opens his move to protest I slide my tongue in. He tastes like heaven and I can't get enough. I release him from my grip and we both start tearing clothes off. He pushes me onto the bed and climbs on top. I'm at his mercy and couldn't be happier. Randy's hands or mouth haven't left my body and I feel as though I'm on fire. Finally his mouth is on my dick. I buck my hips into his hot wet mouth. Nothing has ever felt better than this. I hold on to his head to keep him close. His hands are on my hips pinning me to the bed and he feasts on me. He releases my dick and looks up at me. I start to question him but stop immediately when he slides his hands down to my thighs and parts them roughly with his own thighs. I watch in amazement as he slides his hands up and down his own cock lubing it with his own precum. Without warning he slams into me. I arch into him needing more contact. There's no sounds coming from our hotel room except for the smack of his balls on me and squish of him thrusting in and outta me. And all of the sudden BEEP BEEP BEEP! I groan as I turn over and smack the damn alarm clock. I throw myself back down on the bed. This cannot be happening again. Stupid Randy Orton. How dare he be so fucking hot. It's bad enough he walks around in his damn speedo all the time but really does he have to interrupt my sleep? I push myself outta bed and into a cold shower. Sadly this has been my routine for weeks and I can't deal with it anymore. I have to get Randy out of my head and quick. I turn of the shower and dress for the day. There's a knock at the door and I decide they're not going to go away so I might as well answer it. I open the door without checking the peep hole and there he is. "Hey John wanna grab some breakfast?"Randy snaps his fingers in my face as I have completely blanked out. "Uh sure let's go." I close the door behind us and sigh deeply. This is going to be the longest breakfast ever. Time just seems to stop when I'm with him. I have to get it together and act normal. There's no way I can tell why I've been so anti-social as of late. I shake my head of my thoughts and follow him trying to keep my eyes off his perfect ass.