A/N: Hope you enjoy
"It's nice to know the two of you only think of me as a possession as well," John said folding his arms across his chest. Letting him know how he felt about being made into a game.
"Relax, babe," Randy said as he sat on the edge of the bed, his hand going straight to the waistband of John's pants. "We'll make you feel better."
"No," John said pushing Randy's hand away. "If you want to make me feel better…"
"What, babe?" Randy asked as he spread out next to John, his hand still resting at John's waistband.
"Actually treat me like a human rather than a possession," John said looking down. He was so tired from the trip and constantly having to play happy families with the Uso's. "I get enough of that from the family."
"I'm sorry, babe," Randy said, placing a kiss on his temple. "We were just messing about. We get cocky when you get there because we know you love it."
"No, I don't."
"Trust me, babe," Randy said palming John through his pants. "You do. So how about you let me take care of you."
"Where's Wade?"
"He's finding us something to eat," Randy told John as his lips attached to John's collarbone. "He'll be up here with us as soon as the food's done."
John relaxed, knowing he had his two men with him, and knowing they were going to make him feel better. Both men were able to make him feel better, there was no question about it, but since Randy had known him the longest, it was easier for him to calm him down. Though to give Wade his due, he always managed to get a smile on John's face as well.
He would never say he loved one of them more than the other, because it just wasn't true. Although Randy had known him longer and was more adept at working out why John was feeling down it was only because of their long friendship. On so many occasions over the years they'd known each other, Randy's arrogance was enough for John to want to punch him out. He was surprised to find when Wade came onto the scene with his own cockiness, it balanced out Randy's arrogance. It was at that point he started to admit he found them attractive, and if he hadn't of been married to Dwayne by then he may have been tempted to go after one of them.
"You know," Randy said tugging on John's pants to remove them. "I'm starting to think I'm the only one enjoying this session."
"I'm sorry, honey," John said. "I just got lost in my thoughts."
"Want me to stop?" Randy said, skating his lips over John's skin as he travelled back up his body.
"No, keep going," John said, shaking his head of the cobwebs.
"John," Randy said holding John's gaze. "If you don't want this, then-"
"I want this," John said smiling at Randy's selflessness. He pulled his lover closer and connected their lips in a soul tingling kiss. Tongues melded together as they explored each other's mouths, biting at lips and capturing moans.
"Ortz, you have fuck all food in this house," Wade said storming into the bedroom. "Huh, still at the kissing stage, maybe John isn't int-"
As he was speaking, Randy pressed his lower half to John's, grinding their hips together causing John to moan. Wade tapped his foot in annoyance on the floor, knowing Randy did that on purpose.
"I'm going out to get some food; where's a twenty four hour place?" Wade asked as the two other man continued fooling around on the bed.
"Ten blocks up, there's an all-night K-Mart," Randy said breaking the kiss. "And be quick."
"Why?"
"I'm getting hungry," Randy told him with a wink.
John was attacking his nipples as he watched Wade leave the bedroom. Less than a minute later they heard the front door go and they were left in the house by themselves. Randy rolled over onto his back as John took his time.
He loved watching John work when they were in bed together. He was so meticulous, making sure he covered every area of skin exposed to him. Even when the area wasn't exposed he made sure to get at the area. Soon enough Randy's boxers were thrown to the floor beside his pants and John was ravishing his hipline.
Randy was getting hotter as John bathed the area with his tongue, avoiding his hard cock which was twitching in anticipation. He moaned in blissful pleasure when John finally ran his tongue along the underside and then engulfed the head in his mouth.
"Fuuuccckkk… I've missed that," Randy moaned again as he grabbed John's head to hold him down. John had other ideas, pushing Randy's hand away and pulling off his cock.
"Maybe you shouldn't have got suspended then," John said sternly.
"Babe, I apologised, to you and Wade," Randy said, hoping the sincerity wasn't lost in his needy voice. "Please, I didn't mean to leave you alone. I'll be back next Monday; I'll be able to take care of you."
He ran his hand over John's head, not to push him back down but to soothe him from the pain he'd caused him.
"Promise me," John told him.
"I promise to be back next at work, Monday 30th July, and to take care of you," Randy said smiling as he held his hand over his heart.
"What about when you have to go and film your movie?" John asked, already knowing about the sequel to his film, 12 Rounds.
"By the time that comes around, Wade will be back on tour. He'll be looking out for you. And you can come out to visit me, bringing him as well… if you must," Randy said with a smirk.
"Behave," John warned. "Now, where was I?"
Randy didn't have time to answer as John took him back into his mouth and resumed his ministrations. He knew he could make John cum with his mouth alone, and on the rare occasions it happened, he knew he could do the same to Wade. John, however, had a god given talent when it came to blow jobs, and he was proving it right now.
Randy was struggling not to grab hold of his head and thrust hard into his throat, that's how good John was making him feel. Somehow John always knew the right amount of pressure to use, when and where to roll his tongue over Randy's cock and when to take him all the way in to add to the pleasure.
"Ohh, shhiitt, John," Randy cried as John worked his magic. "Oh shit… oh shit… you're going to make me cum, babe."
John moaned around Randy's cock in acknowledgement, letting him know he wanted him to do just that. The added vibration of his moan was enough to make Randy shoot his load into John's throat and he softly swore as John swallowed everything he gave him.
John released Randy's cock and he moved up the toned body, lying out next to Randy who was looking in awe at him.
"I'd swear you've been saving it up for me with the amount you just shot," John said with a smile.
"Only time I got any was with my hand, watching you in the ring," Randy said wiping a little cum from John's lips and feeding it to him. "And my hand, though it does the job, is nowhere near as good as your mouth… or your ass for that matter."
"Ahhh, Randy Orton, be still my heart with your romantic words," John teased.
"I wouldn't tease, John Cena," he said pushing John onto his back and coming over him. "Or I won't return the favour."
Randy reached over to his nightstand and dug around in the drawer for the condoms and lube. He threw a selection of rubbers on the bed and held onto the lube so he could use on John. He looked down to check on his lover's condition and smiled when he saw the precum already oozing from the head.
"I love how you get hard from giving head," he whispered in John's ear. "It's so hot."
He pushed John's legs apart with his thigh and John automatically brought his legs up to wrap around Randy's waist. Randy lubed his fingers and slowly circled John's entrance, making him writhe underneath him. The feel of John's hard cock rubbing against his abs was enough to make his cock twitch as it started to grow hard again. He pushed a finger in, kissing John to capture his moans.
"How long babe?" he asked, when he felt John's tightness.
"About three weeks," he said adjusting to Randy's invasion.
"Hmm, I was the last one in here then," Randy said starting to stretch John. John always liked a tight fit, but he never wanted to hurt him when he first entered. He would never tell either of them this, but he sometimes thought Wade went too hard on John. Randy knew John got off on rough sex but that was why he tried to keep it gentler; at least on the first go around. After that he would give it to John however he wanted it.
"You rode me pretty hard as well if I remember," John said bucking his hips up into Randy's as he found his button.
"I'm sure you wanted it harder," he said with a smirk. "You always do."
"I don't know, I like it when you take it slow, as well," John said moaning. "Makes me feel the love we have for each other."
"What do you want tonight?" Randy asked.
"Anything you like," John said running his hands up Randy's muscled arms. "I'm just glad to be here with my big, strong men."
Randy kissed him gently, pulling his fingers from John opening. He reached for one of the condoms only to be stopped by John.
"Can you do it for me… when he's not here," John said.
Randy didn't like the idea of lying to Wade. It was the one thing they kept from him, and he always felt guilty about it, but the feeling of going bareback in John was amazing. He loved how John engulfed his cock and the added sensation of going in without cover heightened the experience for both of them.
"If he gets back during this, you better hope he doesn't notice," Randy warned, lining his cock up with John's opening.
"Thank you, honey," John said kissing Randy as he pushed in, trying to cause as little discomfort as possible for him.
"Damn," Randy said letting the tight fitting take over his senses. Almost immediately, John was trying to move against Randy and he had to hold his hips still. "Babe, give yourself time to adjust."
"I'm fine… move… now," John ordered him.
"I thought you said anything I like?" Randy quipped, thrusting slightly to see if John's body was ready.
"Randal," John warned.
Randy laughed at John as he unlocked his legs from around his waist. He grabbed his hips and rolled the pair over so John was on top.
"I want you to ride," Randy said with a smirk.
John rose up so he was straddling Randy and using his hands to steady himself he started a slow ride. Randy watched as he changed angle every couple of thrusts, keeping it slow while he searched for his spot.
"Let me," Randy said running his hand along John's thighs and gripping John by the hips. As John rose up and started to lower himself back down onto Randy's member, Randy thrust his cock in, immediately hitting John's spot.
"Fuck… that's it," John moaned as he found his stride. Using Randy's forearms as his anchor, John increased the tempo so it was just what he needed. "Harder."
"What do you say?" Randy said teasing him some more.
"Pleeaassee," John moaned as Randy continued brushing against his prostate. Randy watched John move as the older man closed his eyes. Just as he did, the door to the bedroom opened and Wade walked in.
Randy indicated for him to stay quiet and move to the end of the bed. Randy was in a slight panic, knowing he and John could be caught out. Wade was a stickler for the rules, and as much as they all trusted one another, they still wanted to be careful.
"Honey, harder, pleeaasse," John begged with his eyes still thrust shut.
"Turn around and get on your knees," Randy said a tad breathless. "Then I'll go as hard and as fast as you like."
John slowed his riding and then climbed off of Randy's cock. As he turned around Randy grabbed his hips, pulling him back against his body, and Randy heard his gasp when he saw Wade stood at the end of the bed.
"When did…"
"Just got here, Johnny," Wade said.
"Want to show Wade how well I fuck you," Randy said in John's ear as he pushed him down onto all four.
Randy used John's initial distraction to slip a condom on, and Randy soon re-entered John. John's moaning started again at the feel of Randy's cock inside him. Although they both preferred going bareback, it was a connection none the less.
"Come on Ortz, show us what you've got," Wade said as he stripped his shirt off and opened his pants.
Randy sent an evil smirk over to Wade and started the kind of pace John liked when they were going at it; and in this position Randy always obliged. He always told John it was a position for a hard fuck than one of making love.
"Oh god… Rannnddy… oh god… you're sooo gooood," John moaned as Randy thrust harder into him.
"And I didn't even prompt him," Randy panted over to Wade. He was starting to feel his own release brewing and he hoped John was near as well. As though reading his mind, John reached down on himself and started stoking his cock. "Help him out, UK."
Randy looked over at Wade and they smiled at one another. Randy kept the nickname for moments of intimacy. It was Randy's way of letting him know he cared for him as much as John; even if they bickered far too much for any normal couple.
Wade reached under John and took over stroking him. With John's panting getting shallower both men knew he wasn't far off. Wade looked to Randy and they silently agreed they wanted to taste one another, but they would wait until John was finished.
"Fuuuccckkkkk," John cried as he reached his precipice. "I'm cuummmminnngg."
"That's it Johnny, love," Wade said. "We've got you."
"Yes… fucckk… fuucckk," he yelled as he collapsed against Wade.
Randy continued thrusting into John as Wade leant in and captured his lips. Wade's hand wandered further down so his fingers brushed against Randy's cock every time he thrust in and out. Randy couldn't hold back and he grasped Wade by the neck as he moaned his completion into his mouth.
Wade helped both men move so they were curled together at the top of the bed with John resting against Randy's chest. Wade curled in alongside John and propped himself up on his elbow.
He could see John was tired and every time their eyes connected he could see the worry in his eyes. What concerned him more was he saw the same worried look in Randy's eyes. It wasn't long before John drifted off to sleep and once he had Randy gently moved out from under him.
"I'm having a shower, look after him," he said going into the en suite.
Randy must have been under the shower for ten minutes when the door opened and a pair of arms encircled him.
"I can look after you as well, Ortz," Wade said, resting his chin on Randy's shoulder.
"I'm fine. Just picking up on John's vibes," he said shaking his head. "Has he said anything to you when you've spoken on the phone?"
"No, whenever we speak it's for less than a minute. He can't get any time by himself," Wade said.
"It's the same for me," Randy said. "I think we should go with him tomorrow."
"You won't get in trouble will you?" Wade enquired.
"No, Vince wants to see me to discuss my return next week," Randy said looking back at Wade. "I think he has concerns about me."
"He wouldn't be the only one," Wade said.
"I made a mistake, that's all, UK," Randy said turning in his arms. "I won't do it again."
Wade nodded in understanding and then gave Randy a quick peck before leaving him to his shower.
Once he was finished, he dried off and went back out to the bedroom with the towel wrapped around his waist. John had moved over to rest again Wade, so Randy climbed into bed and moved in close behind. It was only when John turned his head, Randy realised he was awake again.
"You still haven't said 'hello'," John commented as Wade chuckled.
"What's funny?"
"He said the same thing to me," Wade explained.
"It's true though," John said. "Shame it didn't get through to you."
Randy turned John's head so he was looking at him again and kissed him gently.
"Hi, babe," Randy said sweetly.
Not to be out done, Wade took hold of John and rolled him over, pushing Randy out of the way, and capturing his mouth in a heated kiss.
"Hello, Johnny, my love," Wade said as Randy started laughing.
"Hey," John said taken back from the kiss.
"Enjoy, babe," Randy said in his ear. "I'm going to eat. What did you get anyway?"
Randy looked back over when he didn't get a response and laughed again as the pair were already getting starting to grab at one another.
"Guess I'll figure it out myself," he said with a grin. As he walked down the hallway to the stairs he couldn't resist shouting back. "Wade please remember he has to be able to walk tomorrow."
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