John nodded and held in his laughed as he went into the bathroom, he also made sure to lock the door, wouldn't want someone sneaking in now would he? Turning on the shower he moaned in appreciation as the warm water sprayed across his body cleaning him off.
Randy finally recovered enough to walk as John got out of the shower and let Randy know it was his turn. When Randy got off the bed he made sure to smack John's ass lightly as he passed by him, then ducking behind the door and locking it, laughing
John froze for a moment not really comprehending what happened just yet until his brain registered the laugher and door slamming shut behind him. His cheeks turned a bright pink as he glared at the door. "Horny bastard." John teased as he began to dress himself.
Randy was still laughing until he got in the shower and it was barely warm much less hot. "John!" Randy yelled through the door to the other.
"HA!" John laughed hysterically mid pants pull. Though his fits of laughter he quickly pulled his man khapries on for he knew once Randy gets out of that bathroom he was going to have to make a mad dash for the door.
Randy figured that was probably the quickest he was ever in and out of the shower. He would have gone after John as soon as he opened the bathroom door...if he hadn't been freezing from the 2-3 minute shower and in search of nice warm clothes for his now ice-like skin.
John bit his lip to keep in his laugher as the viper ran out of the bathroom not to go after him, but to get clothes for his moat likely ice cold skin. Walking away from the door he went to their bed to sit down on the edge and put on the most innocent look while kick his feet back an forth.
Randy frowned and then glared at the man on the bed as his body slowly began heating up because of all his running around and digging for clean clothes. Then he got an idea. He started to make his way towards the bed, still "digging for clean clothes," then, once he was close enough, he pounced John and growled lightly, still only having boxers and a towel (surprisingly) on.
John let out a startled scream at the unexpected pounce, but once realization hit him he began to laugh hysterically once more. "The big bad viper striked, so what he gonna do with it's prey now?"
"Fortunately for you, it's still too early, and late, for another round. However, that doesn't mean I can't...oh...say...tie you up and spank you until you're hard again before we leave for that training~" Randy liked the idea very much, except he knew he wouldn't be able to leave John hard and tied up. He wasn't that mean...yet.
John was actually horrified at the idea but he didn't show it on the outside. "Well as "tempting" as that sounds I think spanking ME wouldn't keep you getting hard as well." He smirked slightly as he rested his hands behind his head.
"Perhaps...but that's where the "too early" part comes into play," Randy smirked, knowing John was thinking he might actually leave him like that; but he was also hurt at the same time, he hoped John would know him better than that. Even so, he wasn't showing his hurt to the other.
John rolled his eyes and smiled leaning forward to kiss the others lips chastely. "Not like you would leave me like that though. Your so good to me." Lovers telepathy I tell you.
It was Randy's turn to roll his eyes. "Maybe, but you really shouldn't be wondering why I shower with you in the first place with the way you shower," Randy said, his glare returning though he didn't really mean it anymore as his body had already heated back up to it's normal temperature.
John covered his mouth to keep from laughing and to try and compose his innocent face. "Well you should have called dibs now shouldn't ya." He muttered while sticking his tongue out childishly. Well so much for innocent.
andy nipped at his tongue dominantly. (Is there even a way to be dominant about "nipping" at someone's tongue? O.o)
"Just because you like the pain so you recover faster, doesn't mean my balls can take the abuse of walking right after I cum, especially that hard," Randy said "sternly," causing the other to remember just what happened to make Randy unable to walk, causing a small blush to form on his cheeks.
"Heh who says I like the pain? I can just take it." Which was partly true but still when it came to Randy their was just a small thrill with the kinky whips.
"You don't have to, your body says it for you~ Don't believe me? Then how come every time I spank you, you end up getting hard as a rock?" Randy's smirk only grew with each question.
John tried his best to think of a comeback, really he did but for some reason his mind just wouldn't come up with one. So instead he just sat there with a blush on his face staying silent which was probably boosting Randy's ego tenfold
"Anyway, we should get going for that "training" you were talking about," Randy said, still smirking, as he pulled away to finish getting dressed. Then he realized just before he put his pants on the he needed to change his boxers for that skin tight underwear crap they make most of the wrestler's wear, if they don't wear pants of some sort.
John got off the bed now thanking god for what he gets to wear in the ring. Kissing Randy on the cheek he walked over to the door opening it. "I'll be waiting by your car. Better hurry." Winking at the other he left the room to go wait by Randy's car.
Randy grumbled and cursed the wrestling rules as he barely managed to fit in his "underwear" before pulling on comfortable pants and grabbing a pair of boxers to change in to once training was done. Then he quickly made his way to his car, thankful that he wouldn't be getting hard at least for a couple more hours. That would not only be excruciatingly painful, but he would never get the damn "underwear" off.
John was leaning against the car as his mind wondered to things that maybe he shouldn't be thinking about, like Phil for example. He kept questioning the mans motives for doing what he's doing, was it because he really did like him? Or was it just because he wanted to make Randy's life hell for some strange reason? Well whatever it was John defiantly didn't like it.
Being so absorbed in thought like he was he was scared shitless once he heard the beep of the car signaling it was now open thanks to the arrival of his lover.
Randy laughed at John's reaction as he unlocked his car. "What were you thinking about to get so caught up in it to be scared by a car unlocking?" Randy teased heavily.
John just shrugged not really sure of what to say. "Just things that I'm confused about." He hoped Randy didn't push the subject but it was seriously his own fault for getting to caught up in thought. Opening the car door he slipped in more ready to talk in there if the younger man decided to push the subject
Randy just shrugged his shoulders, excepting the answer. "You ready to go then?" he asked as he got in the driver's side of the car next to John.
"As ready as I ever will be." He smiled at Randy as he laced their fingers together. "Just remember to get out of the parking lot slowly-" He emphasized slowly. "I don't feel like having a heart attack today." His smile never left his face.
"Awe, don't be a party pooper!" Randy whined playfully at him, pulling out of the parking spot extra slowly just to be a smart ass for John.
John turned toward him giving him the "yeah right" look before slapping him playfully on the shoulder. "No one likes a smartass."
"Are you kidding? Everyone loves a smartass!" Randy "cheered" with a smirk.
"Well believe what you want to believe sweetie." He smirked and looked away an idea coming to mind which could get him in big trouble...but he always had a thrill of danger when it came o the other man. Leaning over in his seat he kissed at Randys neck. One sneaky hand went to massage the other mans inner leg slow and sensually. "Oh Randy~ Being near you makes me to hot." He made his voice cone out in sexual uneven pants. "I need you so bad baby~ Nng I need that huge hunk of meat thrusting inside me." He knew he was defiantly in a world of trouble, especially when he remembered that Randy was wearing his wrestling gear under his clothes...perfect~.
The moment John started kissing his neck, Randy's muscles tensed, knowing he was up to something. Then when he said THOSE words in THAT tone...Randy couldn't help it when he started to get hard, which in turn, to put it simply, hurt. Having his wrestling gear on, and driving, and getting a boner because the evil little brat next to him? Not a good combination. If he ended up getting as hard as it seemed John wanted him to, he would pull the car over into a secluded spot, and give John just what he was asking for.
John chuckled almost giddily as he slowly made his hand slide up to the outer inner part if Randy's groin. He purposely made his knuckles brush against his balls. "Oh Randyyyy!" He moaned out loudly knowing the man loved it when he said his name so heatedly.
Randy couldn't help the thrust upwards his hips made at the teasing the other man was issuing him. This thrust up however causing him to press harder on the gas pedal and speed up which called for a heated "Fuck!" followed by a slam on the breaks, but not enough of a slam to send John flying, just a small jerk.
"That's it," he said, taking a different route, quickly scanning the area for a secluded spot with no one around. When he finally found this spot, he turn to John with lust in his eyes, "Backseat. Now." He had demanded, leaving no room for argument.
John tried not to smirk at the others harsh command, it wad just so fun to get the other all riled up into sex crazed mode. After a few seconds he compiled to his lovers commands. Opening the car door he went straight for the back seat. As soon as he got in to scythe least Randy was on him like fly on shit. Smirking John pushed the other away enough for him to talk. "Randy~ We're gonna be late, can't you take car of your problem there?" His eyes began to darken themselves as visions of what was to come filled his mind.
"Not when you're trying to seduce me in the car on the way there. Besides, wouldn't want anyone walking in o us would we?" Randy suggested, knowing the thought both excited and terrified the older man.
John "thought" about it for a moment before looking at the other. "True. No one should see you with that hit pleaser filled face if yours but me." His fingers brushed against the others hardened clothed erection as to make the others face to scrunch up in pleasure.
Randy rolled his eyes at John's comment before his eyes rolled to the back of his head at the small touch John "graced" him with. He thrusted his dick against John's hand, trying, in vain, to create more friction for his begging member.
Removing his hand quickly for teasing effect he laid lazily against the padding of the car. "Oh. Sorry, were you wishing for me to give little Randy a little more attention?" An innocent expression dressed his features.
As soon as Randy got himself back under control, he had an evil thought of making John as horny and needy as he currently was and then just stopping and saying they were going to be late. He had a feeling he wouldn't be able to do such a thing though so instead he just glared at the teasing little spitfuck (xD) in front of him. "Yes," was all he said. Simple. Curt. And direct. He didn't want to waste any time on the teasing part of this game, they didn't have the time for it after all.
John wanted to groan as he sadly remembered they had to be somewhere. He had to be the one to mention it though so all blame was on him. Well theirs always time for their little game a tease later, but for now he had someone to take care of didn't he?
Placing his palm firmly against Randys abdomen he warmed the skin as he rubbed it kindly before sliding it southward. His fingertips brushed against the waistband of both his pants and wrestling trunks. Without a second thought he dove his hand straight into both layers of clothing to take a firm grip of Randys cock. Licking his lips to moisturize the chapping skin he began a slow and steady rhythm.
Randy gave a small gasp as John didn't hesitate to grab his aching member and begin "treating" him. "Nng...John..." he moaned softly, his eyes instantly glazing over with lust and love.
John smiled genuinely up at the heated man in the pits of pleasure. At the noises he revived for his handy work his own erection was becoming painful hard as it pressed harshly against denim. Ignoring his own needs for pleasure he focused on working the dick in his palm until Randy wanted him to stop or to keep going until the warm liquid of unmistakable cum splurged in-between his fingers. Just imagining the look of climax on the vipers face was enough to make him spill his own seed into his briefs.
Randy knew that if he didn't make John stop soon, he would be walking awkwardly during practice because of the semen that would be in his wrestling wear. With that thought he stopped John's hand movement just before he came, he did NOT want to be walking around like that. He would probably chafe...badly...
John of course stopped all movement when he was "ordered" to. Wouldn't want to do anything that would displease Randy now would he? Removing his hand from the compounds of the tight fitting clothing he rested his hand against his chest allowing Randy to do whatever he pleased.
Randy quickly removed his pants just enough so his member could be free, then he removed John's pants completely, positioning himself at John's entrance. He was planning on finishing himself inside of his lover and then sucking said lover off. That way there wouldn't be any...leftover evidence, so to speak. But that didn't necessarily mean that things would work out that way...
John winced slightly in pain as he was being penetrated with just precum as lubricant. As soon as Randy was fully sheathed inside him he let out his breath he didn't even realize he was holding in.
Randy caressed his face and drew soothing circles on his back as he let John adjust to the penetration without real lubricant. As soon as he was given the signal though, he wasted no time in thrusting himself in and out of the older man, setting a fast rhythm in hopes to end it quickly for himself so he could suck off the other.
Not having to be told John already know the plan once he felt the fast rhythm taking place. So to help move things along he clenched his ass cheeks together to add pressure against the thrusting appendage.
Randy couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips as John began squeezing his thrusting dick with his ass cheeks. "Nng... Fuck... Yesss..." Randy practically hissed the yes out as he was so close to cumming that that little extra added pressure sent him over the edge and caused him to spurt his seed into his lover's awaiting hole.
Sighing softly John stilled as he was filled to the brim. He could feel Randy going slack against him, and he couldn't suppress the moan as the now soft dick exited his body. Breathing still on the erotic side he stayed where he was and just pet Randy of course take control and do as he pleased.
Randy mouthed at John's neck, licking, sucking and biting softly ad he regained control of his muscles so he could take care of John.
"Your turn," he whispered breathlessly into the older wrestler's ear, making him shiver in expectation. He shimmied himself to the floor of the backseat of his car and between John's legs. Wasting no time, he quickly licked from base to tip and back down again, of John's leaking member, greedily swallowing the precum John had to offer him before taking him into his mouth, going all the way down on him. He heard a small gasp from the man above him. Randy going all the way down on him was a rarity, he wasn't fond of bring gagged but he still did it for John because he knew how good it felt when John would go all the way down on him.
ohn almost screamed out as he felt the relaxed throat hit the tip of his leaky head. This was all getting to be to much already, he never could last long whenever Randy would go all the way down on him. He also learned to control his hips for if he made the other gag in the slightest his hand was going to be his best friend for the rest of the time being.
Moans escaped his lips as his breathing was once again labored. His hands massaged Randys scalp soothingly as his own way of encouraging an praising The Vipers actions.
Randy focused on the encouraging moans of his lover to help keep his throat relaxed and to not contract his muscles and gag himself. He knew it wouldn't be long before John came, he never lasted long; then again, Randy was the same way. He couldn't last much longer than John when he deep throated him...
Randy felt John hold in a particularly sinful convulsion and knew he was close. He pulled back slightly so he would be able to savor the wonderful taste his lover had to offer him. He would never get enough of the taste of his sweet release.
Muscles tensed under Johns slightly tanned skin as his orgasm neared it's un-doubtful end. Holding in one particular loud cry (so voice wouldn't be horse as they presented themselves to their training mates) he came hard, shooting his seed down the very willing throat of the viper. Engulfing a large wind of air he fell back to regain the composure he lost.
Randy greedily took in all John had to offer him. As soon as he was sure John was completely milked of his seed, he let the now soft member slide easily (and carefully) out of his mouth, leaving with a little 'pop' as it exited.
"That's what you get for making me horny on the way to practice," Randy smirked as John was unable to summon any strength to glare at the man currently positioning himself on top of him.
"Now then, while you recover, I'll continue driving us to practice so we aren't late," Randy's smirk only grew in size as he quickly made his way out of the backseat and into the front, driver's seat, to quickly (following the speed limit, much to Randy's chagrin) make up time and get to practice ON time.
Sighing as the car came to life once more John pulled his pants up to cover up his unmentionables. As they came upon the training building he glared at it for a moment before pouting. For once he would rather go home and just get sexed up by the great viper all day long. Damn that man was defiantly a sex god...not like he would say it out loud of course, no need to boost that already gigantic ego of his.
Exiting the back seat be made his way to the building, only stopping once to look back and wait for Randy. "Come on ha slow poke. Sex in the back seat wear ya out that much?" He grinned childishly.
"Well that'll teach me to come say hi to you."
John blushed feverishly as he turned to come face to face with a sheepishly smiling Evan Bourne. "Erm...I un...guess that'll teach me to look before opening my big mouth."
Randy laughed out loud at the predicament John got himself into as he took his car keys out of the ignition and locked the doors before catching up with said embarrassed lover.
"Come on "big mouth"," Randy said, using John's own words for himself against him, teasing him," What's the matter? Don't want everyone to know we had sex before coming over here. It really is your fault for making me hor-" Randy's word "horny" got cut off by a frantic, highly embarrassed John. This of course only made him smirk behind the hand cutting him off of finishing his sentence.
"Yeah well time to go! Training and all that! Somehow gotta get better at what we do!" John blabbered on as he forced a snickering Randy inside. "Asshole! I didn't even know he was there!" Pouting he leaned his forehead against the nearest wall to bury his face within his hands. "Well at least it was Evan and not Adam that woulda been a big fuck you after good backseat car sexiness."
Randy controlled his snickering and snaked his arms around John's waist, nibbling lovingly on said wrestler's neck. "Come on~ It wasn't that bad~" Randy teased the pouting man.
This just seemed to make John pout more before he tunes himself around in the younger mans strong arms to plant a soft lips against those thin yet luscious lips he love to much. Before the other even got a chance to kiss back he pulled away and slipped out of the others embrace. "Come on asshole , let's hurry to the ring so I can attitude adjust you to the extreme." His voice held a teasing tone as the large grin on his face just added to the fact that he was joking...or was it a trap?
"You wish you could attitude adjust me!" Randy called, adding in "And is that my new nickname now? Asshole?" before chasing John to said ring and practice area where the other wrestlers were waiting.
"Only if you want me to?" He teased whole heartily while giving The Viper a suggestive wink. Once they both entered the ring John notices how many of the wrestlers were talking amounted themselves for a brief moment. Smirking softly he leaned his body into the taller mans side. "I don't find it that appealing to scream asshole during...extracurricular activity's do you? I like Randyyyy~ a lot better." Pulling away he quickly went into the group of people. "So when are we gonna get this party started!" He tried to hide the amusement on his face, he knew he was gonna be lucky to not get sexually assaulted on the mat for his relentless sexual antics. Or to not get spankings at home...but the latter doesn't sound all to terrible to him of course.
Randy fought back a groan at John's antics and sent him a death glare, trying to figure out if he wanted to embarrass John in front of everyone by turning him on and then leaving him begging for more, or if he wanted to punish said older man back in the apartment.
John made sure during the rest of the day during training that he was as far away from Randy a possible. Knowing that he left the man totally sex deprived he knew he was probably going to get it once he got home...or possibly in the car. To be truthful he didn't know whether to be worried...or excited.
"See ya guys!" Waving farewell to his friends he headed off towered Randys car, where said man was leaning against the car giving him such a glare. Mustering up as much innocence a he could he slid inti the passengers seat of the car.
Randy, still glaring, slid into the driver's seat, buckled, and practically peeled out of the parking lot. "Racing," going slightly (slightly being 5-10 miles) over the speed limit, was a way to help him calm his nerves and anger/annoyance. He was really mad that John left him sex deprived all day, but as he raced back to their shared apartment, an idea slowly began to make it's way into Randy's mind. If John was going to leave him sex deprived, why not do the same to him. He wouldn't leave him completely deprived, but he would definitely be cutting back. Ah hell, who was he kidding, he wouldn't be able to leave John alone for more than maybe an hour more...at most!
ohn stayed silent during most of the car ride. He defiantly knew now that once he was home he was in a world of torturous pleasure and it both excited and scared the older man.
So once they finally parked safely in front of the hotel the fear won over and he practically jumped of the car and ran to their hotel room. Thoughts running through his racing mind he wondered if he would be able to hide out in the bathroom like Snikers...until Randy probably...kicked the door down because of his sex deprivedness...NO WHERE WAS SAFE!
Randy raised an eyebrow and then smirked as he saw John bolt for their hotel room. No doubt trying to find a place to hide. Randy wondered what John would do when he didn't go beating down whatever door John was hiding behind when he finally made it to their room. He did decide to walk extra slow to slowly torture John's nerves though. It would serve as adequate amusement until John began begging for forgiveness or anger or punishment, anything so long as Randy wouldn't hate him. Randy's smirk grew as the scenes played through his mind as to how John would get him to do something, anything just so long as he knew Randy didn't in fact hate him.
John pushed through his and Randys hotel room with such force he was almost afraid he, himself actually broke the hinges of the object. To his relief he didn't.
Frantically he looked around for a place to hide out. 'What...what am I doing!' Huffing he crossed his arms and began to pout. 'Why am I trying to hide! I should be taking my punishment like a man! ...Though it is Randy we're talking about...BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT! Maybe if I-" A gasp ripped past his lips as a pair of strong tanned inked up arms gripped his midsection. "Well...I guess this is what I get for fighting with myself in my head..."
Randy raised his eyebrow at John's reply to getting hugged around the waist. "Now, why would you ever need to hide from me?" Randy asked "innocently" knowing full well he wasn't innocent at all.
"Oh I guess no reason besides the point that you can be insane." John shrugs casually as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"Awe, come on babe~ When have you known me to be "insane"?" Randy asked in his most "innocent" voice, which still wasn't really saying much.
"Well when you go into that "happy place" of yours ya do get this insane look in your eyes like you're gonna tear my ass up." Face scrunching up in little distress as he looks over his shoulder for one glance at the taller by an inch man. "Like the look you've got right now."
"But why would I want to tear your ass up? Then we wouldn't be able to have sex~" Randy almost had the innocent look down, it still needed some work though.
"Don't play coy with me my good sir! That innocent act is so preposterous! Someone like you can't pull it off so please would you kindly stop? Thank you Govna~." Squirming slightly in Randy's arm he realized their were no means of escaping. Sticking his tongue out a small pout formed as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Randy raised an eyebrow at the sudden accent and questioned John with his eyes. Mainly because he didn't know what to say but that was beside the point.
As John slowly realized that Randy was STILL not letting go he hummed disappointingly. "The weird British accent usually gets you to let me go...dammit I must really be in trouble! I'm sorry! You know I'm just...um...playful?" A small unsure smile graced his plump lips.
Randy rolled his eyes but let John go. "Well...if you really want me to let you go that badly..." he said, feigning being hurt by John's words.
"You mean...you're not mad at me for making ya all horny?" Turning toward Randy to get a better look he was shocked to see the hurt in the others eyes. Fidgeting at the others gaze his thoughts began to reel once more, mostly it consisted of him beating himself up over for hurting Randy. It wasn't his intention...just usually when Randy gets all sex deprived he gets so...beastly maybe? Or did he only get like that when its like days of separation...John seriously wished to his himself upside the head at this very moment. Of course! Days sex deprivation!
Randy saw John beating himself up mentally and couldn't hide the mischief glint in his eyes before feigning hurt once again.
"Why would I be mad at you for making me horny? Half the time just looking at you I get hard. If I were to get mad every time you made we horny we'd have one hell of a shit storm on our hands," Randy lightly teased but was also telling the truth.
Cheeks turning a rather adorable shade, John digested the information he has just received. "You're such a pervert...but a can't say I don't like it." Smiling softly he sat down on the edge of their shared bed. Wait...the way things are playing out now...dis that mean their wasn't gonna be any- "Sexy times?" A pout forming John outreached his arms invitingly. John loves to play around that's all...doesn't mean he doesn't WANT it. He's just a firm believer in playing hard to get.
Randy smirked at the invitation and walked into his outreached arms. However, not really liking the positions they were in, a.k.a. Randy feeling like he was in the "uke" position, he quickly switched them around so that he was the one sitting on the bed and John was in his arms, looking down to him.
Rolling his eyes slightly at the action but that smile on johns face still didn't faultier. Seme's and their manly pride. Leaning forward John captured Randy's lip in a almost chaste like kiss. Arm wrapping around the other he began to deepen the kiss, loving the added pressure.