(Jade and I hope you enjoy the sequel to Changed Champions. We promised that we would write this years ago but hope it is worth the wait.) Rose
Several years passed with a lot of healing for both John and Randy. Surprisingly, the two men were still not married. They had set the date and cancelled several times over due to their hectic work schedules. It seemed something always came up to ruin their big day. One night, John and Randy sat together in their hotel suite making wedding plans. Their wedding was set for the following month to be held in Florida. John sat on the bed with Randy nearby as he looked over honeymoon locations among other things. Randy looked but didn't seem overly enthusiastic as John pointed out different options. "Are we sure this time?"
"We sure as hell had better be. I'm waiting on you to make me an honest man." John joked lightly.
"Why don't we wait until we get hitched then just book a place last minute? I know the money doesn't matter...but we have lost how many deposits already?" Randy asked. "Damn it...Ma says they finally accept this is not 'a phase' yet the same time she is saying maybe it is some sort of sign that we shouldn't be getting married." He gave a sigh before rubbing the back of his neck.
"Sorry, Baby...but it's not always been my fault." John reminded Randy. "We were set to get married last Valentine's Day and you got that movie offer."
"I know...I know...and you encouraged me to take it." Randy shook his head. "I swear it happens this time and we are going to fucking run off and elope."
"We can run off to Vegas and ask Dean to marry us." John joked. He smiled as his eyes looked at the snake pendant still gracing Randy's neck. The younger man was shirtless and in a pair of lounge pants.
"Can he?" Randy asked, raising a brow. "Is he actually ordained?"
"Nah...I was joking." John laughed. "But this is it, Baby. Vince or Shane can come pleading at our door and we'll tell them to fuck off. I'm tired of waiting."
"Yeah...oddly that is something we both seem to have trouble saying." Randy told John. He tried to look at the flyers. "Okay...so what did we weed the choices down to?"
"Well...there's a few here. Would you prefer a beach paradise, mountain getaway, or romantic cruise?" John asked.
"Hmmm I know we live in Florida...but beach still sounds nice. Maybe some all inclusive place with a private beach?" Randy commented as he looked over a few before picking one up. "Hmm how about this one? Bahamas? It has different activities like snorkeling or scuba...didn't you want to learn?" He laughed. "Although if I had my way we wouldn't be leaving the room."
John had to laugh. Randy's sex drive had almost returned completely the last few years. "Looks perfect, Baby. And yeah, everyone knows a honeymoon is for fucking."
"But we are planning a week...right? I'm sure I can let you out to see the sun a couple days." Randy laughed.
John laughed at that. "Just no bikini. It wouldn't flatter my ass."
"Damn, guess I need to cancel my Victoria Secrets order then." Randy replied.
John laughed. "I did say I'd wear anything you buy for the honeymoon...just not in public." The older man had dressed as Joanna for Randy a few times. He wasn't really a crossdresser. It was more something they did for fun.
"Ohhh fun." Randy snickered. Somehow no matter how depressed Randy could get at times John somehow always pulled him back out.
John gave Randy a dimpled grin. "Although my fake tits have nothing on Nikki's fake tits I'm sure."
"Well, at least hers I don't need to worry about hers falling off." Randy smirked.
John shook his head with a laugh. "Fuck, that was hot last week. I loved watching you with those two. Them on either side of you while I was tied to a chair. Kinky bitches." He spoke of their time playing with Nikki and her girlfriend Eva Marie.
"Yeah it was and yes they are...they have each other, but are always still hungry for cock." Randy chuckled. "Hey, I don't mind providing a service as long as you don't."
"Nah, you know I'm more into guys but they like to dominate me and that's hot." John replied. "I enjoy their spankings, the pegging, bondage, and of course watching you."
"Well, glad you like that part, Babe. I would feel odd without you there." Randy told him.
"It's fun." John smiled brightly. "So...did Nate ever get back with you on the wedding? I know that Cody and Zack are our two best men picks."
"Yeah, he said if we ever get a date tied down he'll show." Randy told John, speaking of his kid brother.
"Good...we need to do a bachelor party with the guys. Cody can bring his Evie and we can invite my cousin Marc." John told him.
"Well, you know I'm cool with most of the guys...but we may need to promise no male strippers." Randy laughed.
"I could strip for everyone." John joked. He stood and put on a show of wiggling his ass. "I'm amazing at twerking."
"No, Babe...just no...those shows are for me only." Randy told John.
"You just love my Capri Sun commercial." John neared Randy's side of the bed, twerking near where the younger man sat. Randy laughed with a shake of his head before he took a hand to slap John's moving ass. John grunted at the slap. "I love how you treat the goods, Baby."
"I know you do...so, how about you drop them and get over my lap and then I can treat them real good?" Randy smirked as he shifted on the bed.
John moved to pull down the boxer shorts he was wearing and bend over Randy's lap. "You don't have to tell me twice."
"And I like that about you, Babe." Randy told John before he gave John about five good, open palm slaps.
"Fuck." John groaned at each hit. "No one spanks like you...Nikki and Eva can't come close."
"Well, I sure hope not." Randy replied with five more hits.
"Fuck...I'll have a sore ass for work tomorrow." John grinned at the sting.
"And you will love every second you are forced to sit on that sore ass too." Randy commented before delivering five more. "Now, why don't you strip me and blow me before giving me a good ride?"
John moved to climb from Randy's lap. "With pleasure, Baby." He pulled Randy's lounge pants down and off. " Lay down for me. "Randy moved to lay back, propping himself up with some of the pillows.
John climbed on the bed until he was almost hovering over the younger man's cock. "Just think, Orton...play your cards right and you'll get this mouth on your dick for the rest of your life."
"Damn, I thought I already was." Randy replied dryly. John winked before moving to take Randy's soft member past his lips to suck. He moaned at the natural taste and feel of him. Randy was all he ever wanted in a man. "Mmm yeah, Babe...get me nice and wet for that ass." Randy said with a pant.
John sucked Randy like a lollipop as he bobbed his head up and down. Tasting Randy always got him so heated. He could do it forever. "Damn, Johnny...always so talented." Randy faintly moaned.
John could feel Randy growing hard in his mouth. He finally pulled off with a pop. "Let me get the lube." He said as he moved to the nightstand. He knew Randy hated the pain of taking John dry. Randy licked his lips as he watched John. John carried the lube to the bed. He smirked, seeing Randy watching his reddened ass from the spanking. "Picturing those cheeks around your cock, Baby?"
"Be better when I can actually feel them." Randy replied with a smirk.
"Soon." John took some of the silky lube and applied it to Randy's cock. "Let me just get you slick first."
"Okay, Babe." Randy moaned at the touch, leaning his head back.
John moved to straddle the younger man. He lined himself up and lowered down with a moan as he felt the stretch right away. "Fuck."
Randy moved to put his hands on John's waist as he watched the older man's face. "You love this don't you?"
John's cock twitched at the feeling almost on cue. "You know I do." John whispered thickly.
"Mouth or ass you just love taking me deep." Randy smirked.
"That's not a secret." John grinned as he began to move. He moaned as he raised up and then lowered back down. "Fuck, nothing like a big dick in my ass though."
"Mmm yeah that's it, Babe...ride me good." Randy moaned.
John groaned as he started moving faster. "Like the view from down there?" He panted.
"You know I do...I love every moment of it." Randy replied.
John loved the deep desire he saw in his fiance's eyes. "Yeah...I can see it...fuck, you feel good."
"So do you...I'm gonna fuck you so hard on our wedding night...you'll walk bow legged on the plane." Randy told him.
John moaned at the promise. "Damn...I like riding you but nothing beats a good hard pounding."
"I know, Johnny...I will I promise." Randy told him thickly. "Feels good though...a good squeeze."
"Yeah...damn." John focused on getting them both off. Sweat glistened on his face from the effort as he took Randy in deep each time he sank down. Randy kept on hand on John's waist as he moved the other to John's cock.
"Mmm...yeah...jerk me off." John panted out.
"Yeah, love seeing you come undone for me, Babe." Randy told John as he was stroking him.
John moaned deeply at the dual feeling. "Fuck, all this honeymoon talk has me so damn hot."
"Yeah...have a nice private beach then take you back to the room for fun." Randy moaned.
"Ohhh...moonlight fuck on the beach." John moaned out.
"Ohhh real private beach." Randy moaned. "Like it." Randy commented.
"All we need is sand up our ass." John joked. He tensed as he brushed his prostate just right.
"We can take a sheet...you suggested it." Randy told him. "Drink sex on the beach...then have sex on the beach." Randy moaned.
"Yeah...sounds hot." John felt his muscles tighten. "So fucking close already."
"Tell me to, Babe...please...Tell me how you want to feel me." Randy told John.
John knew Randy needed that push at times after years of Hunter's programming. "Cum for me, Baby...I want to feel you shoot so deep inside me...filling me up." John panted.
"Mmm you know what I like to hear." Randy moaned. He hated to admit it was more a need then a want at times. "Yeah, right there, Johnny...Fuck." Randy moaned as his hand tighted by John's waist as he started to cum.
John's head went back as he let go at the feeling of being filled. His release shot in two long streams to coat Randy's hand. "Damn, Babe. That's hot." Randy waited for John to slow before he moved to pull the older man down to kiss him.
John kissed Randy with hunger in between pants. When they finished the older man rolled to lay beside him. "Just needed that push tonight?" John stated more than asked.
Randy lowered his eyes. "Yeah." He almost mumbled.
"It's fine, Baby. Just caught me off guard." John assured him. "It's been awhile."
"I hate it." Randy replied. His tone was angry and bitter.
John turned to look at Randy fully. "There will always be scars, Baby. I have a few of my own." It was true the nightmares haunted him at times. "But we understand each other. We'll be fine."
Randy gave John a shaky smile. "Thanks, Babe. We do...and we will."
John gave a dimpled smile. "Guess I'll go shower off my mess now. That cool?"
"Yeah. I'll shower after you." Randy yawned. John moved to walk to the shower. His ass was a little warm still after the harsh spanking but he wouldn't have it any other way.
In another hotel room far away a man lounged in his bed talking on the phone. He was muscular with ocean blue eyes and a marine style haircut. "Yes, Mrs. McMahon? I believe I may be the man for the job." He said in a smooth tone. "I think I fit the description in the looks department...I texted you a recent photo."
Stephanie was in her home in Connecticut. "Yes...I have been looking it over. I do still wish to meet in person for...final inspections." She informed the man on the phone. "It will be one thing to fool a fan. Itt will be another to fool the other wrestlers."
"I have no issue with that." The man named Jeremy replied. "I've been in the MMA scene a few years but nothing too televised. I'll be 34 years old next month."
"Well, be sure to...bone up on those matches and interviews I sent you the list of." Stephanie told him. "Just need you to stay low about a month more...then we make our move." She smirked. "As promised you do a good job and you will be well compensated."
Jeremy smirked. "I'm sure of that. I've been watching the interviews… the guy is sickening. Is he really that much of a goody goody?"
"Well, to the fans he is." Stephanie told him. "He was willing to jump in bed with me to keep his spot though." She gave a laugh. It then turned to dead air. "But then he had to turn righteous for Orton." She commented bitterly.
Jeremy gave a scoff. "Fucking bitch. Well, I'm nothing like that. I don't confuse ass and love."
"Let me guess plenty of time for one, and none for the other." Stephanie commented. "Well, you get to have fun with one...then the other as you break him down." Stephanie told him darkly. "I want Orton slowly torn down until he sees how much of a nothing he is."
Jeremy looked over a picture of Randy as he spoke into the phone. His eyes took in the tanned and chiseled body. "No issues there...be a pleasure to break in that hard body of Orton. Just as long as he doesn't get any ideas of tapping my ass. I don't play that shit."
"Well, I don't know about that. I know he did take John a few times at least...I don't know about now. He was our bitch before...so, have fun putting him back into his place." Stephanie told him.
"Oh, I plan to...I have a feeling Cena is the bottom, though. Fucking slut." Jeremy scoffed again. "I can tell...I know his type."
"Well, then play your hand carefully." Stephanie warned him. "You think he takes it and you won't it will raise red flags."
"I'm not letting him fuck me. If that's the price I'm not willing to pay." Jeremy said firmly. "I fuck my bitches hard...I don't bend over for them."
"I don't care if you do or not...you just better think of a convincing reason why you won't if asked." Stephanie told him.
"Yeah...yeah...I'll figure something out." Jeremy replied. "Anything else before I go?"
"No...that's all for now. I'll send you the travel plans via our secure channels once I have them." Stephanie informed him.
"Sounds good. Until then." Jeremy ended the call and stood to walk to the mirror in the bathroom. The face staring back could have belonged to John except for a dark coldness in the blue eyes. "Get ready for a change, Orton." He mumbled before turning to head into the shower.
A few days later, Shane headed for the office to finalize ideas with Vince for the story angle that would allow John and Randy at least two weeks off for their upcoming wedding. He checked with the front before heading up. He reached the office and walked in, knowing he was expected. "Morning, Ba…" He started to greet his father's assistant then stopped when instead of the older woman he saw the beaming smile of his younger sister.
"Morning, Shane-O." Stephanie greeted warmly. "You can go on back."
Shane almost did a double take as he had not seen his sister in years. "Steph? What are you doing here?" She looked nothing like the raving, deranged sister he had seen in the institution.
"Working." She smiled. "Barbara took some time off to visit family out west."
Shane tried to compose himself. "When were you released? I...had no idea."
"What...oh, that." She smiled, fixing a stray hair. "A few months and I didn't know you had to be updated on me...so nice to see your concern."
"I did visit several times, Sis." Shane said at last. "I was concerned about you."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that...really...now go on. You know our father hates to be kept waiting." Stephanie told him. "We can catch up later if you want." She gave a faint smile.
Shane nodded and walked into the office, shutting the door behind him. His eyes looked conflicted as he walked toward Vince's desk.
Vince looked up from his desk, hearing the door. He smiled as he stood, seeing Shane. He walked around the large desk to hug his son. "Morning, Shane."
"Morning, Dad." Shane returned the hug and then paused. " When were you going to tell me about Stephanie? "
Vince pulled back to look. "That she was out? I honestly thought you mother would have. As for working here I didn't think it mattered since she works under me." He informed his son before moving back to his seat.
Shane tried not to get upset as he took a breath. "After what she pulled? John and Randy are our two biggest guys right now...they almost walked until I assured them she was gone. What if John stops by to see you and she's there?"
"She has no direct contact with the talent. She will have no on road duties. She is only filling in for Barbara for a few weeks and I will be moving her into another position in the offices. Your sister was sick, she has passed all the testing the doctors gave her." Vice tried to smile. "We are family, Shane...she deserves to be given a second chance with us."
"I guess...you just didn't see how traumatized they were...but that's your call." Shane relented as he took a seat. " I need two weeks cleared for John and Randy next month for their wedding. "
"Yes, I know...have you decided yet if it will be an injury angle or are we just not booking them?" Vince asked.
"A double injury angle may be tricky...I think we'll just be honest and say they're getting married. The fans seem to know everything anyway." Shane pointed out.
"That's fine...find from them how they want to work the bubble." Vince told him. "It's the least we can do for those boys."
Shane gave a smile. "That's for sure. Anything else before I go?"
"I think that's all...oh, do they have anything finalized?" Vince asked. "You know like where anything will be yet?"
"I heard John say Mick's marrying them in Florida...makes sense being near John's place." Shane answered.
"Yes, it does...that whole complex of his. Nice Mick is doing that. I wasn't sure his view on same sex." Vince commented.
"He's a big supporter of LGBT." Shane reminded him. " He's constantly trying to show others not all Christians are homophobic. "
"Well, good for him." Vince smiled. "I guess that's all then." Shane nodded and moved to leave. He had a full day as always. Stephanie waved as Shane left. She then moved to talk to her father. She tried to assure him everything was going good before she returned to work.