Three Weeks Later
Randy lunged for his phone as it rang then looked around to make sure no one in the office building had seen him
"Hello?" He answered shutting the door to his corner office
"Hey Randella."
"Juicy Jay. How's it out there in New York?"
"A little chilly for my liking. I've gotten used to the weather over there. How are you?"
"Eh, my mom's all on my ass again,"
"What ass?"
"Shut the hell up Sheena. Anyway, she's on me again about this party."
"Have you talked to Cody at all?"
"Not really."
"What does not really mean? I think that's a yes or no question."
"I've responded to a few of his texts but we haven't spoken."
"And why are you responding to his texts?"
"I'm not as rude as he is?"
"Smartass. Is he being a dick or what?"
"Surprisingly no."
"Bi-polar ass mother fucker."
"Are you talking about me or him?"
"I meant him but if there's something you want to tell me."
"I'm not tellin you shit. Finding out is the most fun in relationships."
"Randella I can think of at least two things off the top of my head that are more fun than that."
"Are you going to tell me what they are?"
"No but I'll be more than happy to show you what one of them is when I come back."
"Oh hey now. I'm not on speaker phone am I?"
"No. Why would you be on speaker phone and even if you were I'm alone so what gives?"
"I don't know but I had to ask."
"Why?"
"Are you sure I'm not?"
"Yes."
"I miss you." In his hotel room the biggest smile spread across John's face. He and Randy never voiced how they felt about each other. They didn't even call each other those pet names that come with every relationship unless it was the occasional baby or babe muttered in the bedroom. The way they felt was obvious when one of them caught a glimpse of the other from across a room and felt their stomach do flips or when they would caress the other for no reason at all
"I miss you too. I'm packing my bag tonight after dinner so I'll be ready to leave in the morning."
"What time is your flight getting here?"
"One-fifteen."
"Okay."
"Hey,"
"What?"
"I know he's your cousin and all but be wary of Cody. I don't trust him as far as I'd like to throw him."
"I'm a big boy John."
"So I've seen." Randy laughed
"I hate to cut our conversation short but I have a meeting with potential clients in three minutes and you know new clients means more money and you know I'm about stackin my paper."
"Don't let me stop that stackin. We'll talk later. Good luck."
"You won't. Call me when you can. Thank you."
"Bye."
"Later."
Next Day
John checked his watch as he walked quickly over to the baggage claim carousel at Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport. He was excited to be back in Arizona and seconds closer to walking out to his car that would take him home so he could see Randy. He grabbed his black Louis Vuitton rolling bag and headed toward the glass doors where his chauffeured car would be waiting. John stepped outside and almost dropped the handle to his bag when he saw the tall man standing outside of the car
"Hi. What are you doing here?" John asked wrapping his arms around the man and squeezing him tight. His driver took the bag and loaded it into the back of the SUV
"I couldn't wait the 20 minutes it takes to drive from here to your house." The older man smiled as he pulled away from their embrace
"Let's go." He said opening the door. He made a point to watch Randy's backside as he climbed in the car and moved over to the back passenger seat. "I'm starving."
"Boyfriend of the year right here."
"What did you do to earn that title?" Randy eyed him. "Not that you haven't been great,"
"Shut up Sheena. I called your chef and he's making lunch right now."
"Boyfriend of the year right here ladies and gentleman. Thank you." John said kissing him
"You're welcome." Randy responded kissing John back. The older man slipped his tongue into the younger's mouth as a hand slipped between the man's legs. Automatically Randy's legs parted as he let the older man fondle him through his jeans
"Did you jerk-off while I was gone?" John asked quietly as he nibbled on the man's earlobe
"Not gonna lie - I tried but just couldn't do it."
"You didn't try thinking about me? Eight days is a long time."
"I thought about you at least once an hour each of those eight days but my hands aren't like yours."
"So this is mine then?" John asked giving a gentle squeeze
"Fuck John," The taller man said with a gasp as he grabbed the other man's wrist. "Lunch...please let us get through lunch first."
"But you didn't answer my question." Randy nodded and John smiled
"I can't believe what a little bitch boy I've turned into since being with you. Had me sporting a half-chub after just seeing you in these chinos." John laughed
"You like me in chinos huh?"
"What don't I like you in?"
"That's a very good question."
John's House
Randy set the table in the kitchen while John rolled his bag down to his bedroom then took a quick shower. Pepé Le Pew and Ooh La La, who had come over with Randy earlier, came out of hiding and followed John
"Do you not have any clean towels?" Randy asked
"What are you talking about?"
"Boy you still have water on you."
"I don't even care. All I want to do is eat then get you butt ass naked."
"Spell it out why don't you."
"Want me to? Well first,"
"Don't!" John chuckled as he took a seat at the table then patted the spot next to him for Randy to take a seat
"How did you get off work so early?"
"That meeting that I had yesterday was supposed to be today but I asked them if it would be alright to change it. I wanted to make sure I got off work early enough today to shower and get to the airport to meet you. I cleared my schedule for the afternoon when you told me that your plane landed around one."
"Isn't that messing with your money though?"
"I got racks on racks so clearing my schedule for the day isn't going to jack up my stacks that bad...or at all."
"Just wanted to make sure."
"Would you have sent me back to work if it was going to mess me up?"
"No but I could have paid you what you missed for the day."
"You can still do that." Randy said wiping his mouth
"You're gonna have to earn it."
"Why are you making this so hard? I just want to eat my lunch and enjoy some time with you after not having seen you for a fortnight."
"Eight days Randella. A fortnight is fourteen days."
"I know what a mother fuckin fortnight is. Eat your lunch."
...
Randy and John had gone down to the media room so that John could check Bloomberg TV but the men only made it as far as the couch before they began kissing each other. Randy watched as John sank to his knees pulling at his belt while he did so. He worked his hands until the belt; button and zipper were all undone. The tall man helped him push the denim down then Randy watched as John nuzzled his flaccid flesh before taking it into his mouth. The older man sucked until the flesh became rigid then he turned his deep blue eyes up to look at the younger man. When their eyes locked it triggered the top in Randy and he started thrusting rapidly in and out of John's mouth
"Fuck!" Randy shouted as John began humming around his cock and gently rolling his sack in his hand. The kneeling man absorbed all the punishment being dished out by the man standing above him. Randy grunted and panted as he held the back of John's head. "Shit...you swallowed that." He said shuddering
"Um, I really didn't have a choice since you held the back of my head."
"Boy don't act like that was the first time you guzzled a load. You didn't waste a drop of that."
"You're sweet...have you been eating pineapples?" Randy laughed as he rid John of his shorts
"Honest to God I had pineapple juice this morning."
"I appreciate that." John said spreading out the sheet he usually used to cover his legs if he slept on the couch then sat on it. "Come on." He said tugging on his erection
"Want me to get on top and roller coast?"
"For fucks sake," John said with a laugh. "Get your sexy ass up here and sit on my dick." Randy straddled John and kissed him while the other man guided his cock toward the hole. He eased himself down and John aided him by spreading his cheeks apart. "You are so fucking tight Randy. Go slow." John ordered as his lover rolled back and forth. Once he was comfortable Randy started to ride John wildly as John held onto his hips and thrust his own. The younger man kept one hand on his boyfriend's muscular thigh and another on his chest as he bounced. John thrust hard upward and held Randy still
"Fuck John! Ohmygod!" Randy cried. Both men watched as the tall man's cock steadily leaked while John pressed hard on those nerves. He dragged a finger through then popped it in his mouth moaning as he did so. The sight only served to make Randy hornier and in turn he rode John harder and faster. John used a bit of the leakage as lubricant and fisted the other man's cock. "Yes baby yes!" Randy leaned in and as he kissed John he climaxed but kept riding John until he did too
"I should leave more often."
"No." Randy said kissing John again. "Don't unless you really have to." The older man grunted loudly as he stood with the other man still wrapped around him. "I should feel like a punk ass bitch but it's so hot that you're this strong."
"It is pretty hot."
"Where are we going?" Randy asked with a yawn
"Don't even start with the yawning now. We're going to the bedroom because there's not enough room on that couch for all the shit I'm about to do to you...and I need another condom." Randy burst out laughing
Saturday Morning
"We really shouldn't have gone out last night." Randy said rubbing his feet against John's
"No I don't think we should have gotten drunk last night. We're out of control."
"Do you think there's a couple's rehab?" John chortled
"Haven't you ever watched Intervention? They would send us to rehab but we'd have to go to separate ones and they hope that we break up while we're away."
"Well I don't want us to break up."
"Randella we're not going to rehab so we don't have to worry about that and we don't even need rehab...just better friends and better life choices."
"Is that Morning Chef?"
"Yes and he has a name."
"I'm sure he does but you always call him morning chef."
"Do you even know what his name is though?"
"Yes. Daniel has made me breakfast countless times and I would have been on some old bullshit if I never bothered to learn what it is."
"What time do we have to be over your parents'?" John asked running a thumb over one of Randy's cheekbones
"The party starts at 2."
"Oh it'll be nice and hot then."
"I know right. That's what I tell those assholes every year but no one wants to listen to me."
"Well I believe you."
"Shut up Sheena."
...
John looked at Randy as he stepped out of the bathroom
"Are we wearing the same shorts?" The tall man looked down
"Looks like it. Aw yea son...meant to be." John laughed
"Shut up. Which one of us is changing?"
"Is changing really necessary? And if it is then you're going to because you live here and have an entire closet."
"But I really like these shorts."
"Stop being a puss Sheena. This ain't prom so we can wear the same shorts. Are you ready?"
"I don't know if I want to go now since you called me a puss."
"That's a real puss move Puss-in-Boots."
"I hate you so much."
"I thrive on haters."
The Orton House
"Did you grow up here?"
"No. This house was built in 2011 and no I don't know why my parents decided to move into a house over 9,000 square feet after all their kids left."
"For the view." John said breathlessly as he stepped into the backyard
"The view is nice. You can see Camelback, Mummy and a few other ranges from here."
"This is gorgeous and I want that pool."
"My parents don't even swim."
"Ouch – that hurts."
"Hello boys!" Randy's mom said dancing over toward them. "Can I interest you in margarrrritas?" She said rolling the R unnecessarily
"How many of those margarrrritas have you had lady?" Randy asked hugging his mom
"Just two but your daddy's making them strong. Want one Johnny?"
"Maybe later. I should eat first."
"Well there is plenty of food so help yourself. We're all family here." And with that the woman danced away
"She's not going to make us sing 'We Are Family' later is she?"
"I can't say but apparently we are since she basically just gave me away. She actually told me to "lock you down" after she saw the watch you bought me for my birthday."
"Lock me down how? You're not a woman so you can't trap me with a baby and I use condoms."
"I'd poke a hole right in one of those mother fuckers." John started laughing. "But I can't have kids so my shadiness doesn't matter and I have no idea what she meant by lock down. I don't know how to lock a gay man."
"Adopt a kid behind my back?"
"That would take way too long." Randy shrugged. "She crazy. Do you want something to eat?"
"I do but don't you think I should meet your dad before rollin up in his house and eatin his food?"
"Look at you talkin like a keeper." The younger man said taking John by the hand. "Pop."
"Is this John?"
"Yes." John extended a hand
"It's nice to meet you."
"Same here. My wife goes on about you each time she sees you so I couldn't wait to meet John The Great."
"I don't know about great but he's alright."
"Why are you sticking around then?"
"Low self-esteem."
"Now that's a damn lie. Did you get the housewarming gifts from your mother and I?"
"I did and I had someone come in and hang them professionally. How was the meeting you had that caused you to miss my party?"
"Lucrative."
"Those are always the best kind."
"That is the truth."
"I just wanted you to meet John so he felt okay with eating your food." Randy's dad laughed
"What an upstanding young man."
"Go ahead and sit down. I can make a plate for you."
"Oh thank you." John looked around the yard as he waited at the table for Randy. He wasn't there long before Randy came back
"I didn't know what you wanted to drink."
"I'll have water for now. Do you want one?"
"Yes." John grabbed them bottles of water and took his seat
"What is this?" He asked pointing to a mass on his plate
"My mom makes that. I've always hated it but because I love my mom I eat it anyway. Just hold your breath, chew and swallow."
"You are 30 years old and that means you're too damn old to eat food like that." Randy watched as John took a bite and his face turned every shade of green in a Crayola 64 pack of crayons
"Swallow it down big boy." The older man swallowed like his mouth was full of sand
"What is that?"
"I forget."
"Does she always cook like this?"
"No and that's the truly strange part. Everything else she makes is good but this shit...goddamn."
"Randella."
"Hmm?"
"This is terrible."
"Hold your breath, chew and swallow." The men looked around to make sure that no one was watching then shoveled the food in their mouths. They finished the rest of their food at a normal pace and when they were done Randy left the table to throw the trash away
"Hi there." Cody said sitting next to John
"Ugh – it's you."
"Yea this is my family or have you forgotten?"
"I've tried forgetting about you."
"You can't forget about me. Not when you have that boring Ran, - hey Randy." Cody said when Randy came back
"Hi Cody. What's up?"
"Don't," John sighed. "Never mind."
"What wrong Juicy?"
"Nothing."
"Juicy? Really?"
"You have a problem with me calling him Juicy? Why?" The younger man rolled his eyes. John looked down
"If you don't get your damn hand off my,"
"Hola Cody my baby boy."
"Hola mama."
"¿Es esto Juan?" John and Randy both turned toward the woman
"Si."
"El ladrón?" She said with a laugh
"Oh mama," Cody said. "Vamos a repasar aquí." He answered and left with his mother
"Sorry about that John."
"What?"
"Them speaking Spanish in front of you. I mean she said Juan so we both know that she was talking about you."
"I can speak Spanish and Cody knows that."
"You can?!"
"Yes."
"How come I never knew that?" Randy asked resting his chin on John's shoulder and looking at him
"Do you speak Spanish?"
"No."
"Then why would it even matter?"
"I would have let you hit this sooner had I known that."
"But I'm hittin it now and I'm sure I've made up for lost time." Randy kissed John's dimple
"I want to hear it later."
"¿Quieres saber qué? Usted no quiere que hable español para ti."
"Fuck." Randy said quietly making John chuckle. "That has the exact effect I thought it would."
"I'll do it if it means you doing that thing you did for me on my birthday."
"You mean me topping you?"
"No...the other thing."
"Oh! Shit no. That gave me a headache."
"No Spanish for you."
"Damn it Sheena...I'll pop a Tylenol."
"Why do I feel like people are staring at me?"
"What?"
"Take a look around." Randy had been so absorbed in John that he hadn't noticed the backyard start to fill up or that many of his family members were indeed staring in their direction. "Are they freaked out by the gay thing?"
"No. I've been gay for a long time."
"Hey Randy."
"Hey Uncle Barry."
"How have you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in a while."
"You haven't. I've been well." The older man stuck his hand out
"Barry Orton, Randy's uncle."
"John,"
"Cena right?"
"Yes." John heard Randy groan
"So...how are things?"
"Good I guess."
"Everything's good?"
"Yes." John said firmly and feeling annoyed
"Can we catch up a little later Uncle Barry?"
"Oh yea, sure, sure. I'll see you later...nice meeting you John."
"Thanks." When the man was out of earshot John turned to his boyfriend. "Care to explain what the fuck that was all about?"
"There was a lot of talk amongst the family about your trial and all of that,"
"Randy,"
"I'm sorry," Before he could finish John left his seat and stalked inside the house. The younger man sighed loudly and followed him
"Give me a minute."
"I have to apologize now John."
"You knew before I got here that your family talked about my trial but you didn't say anything,"
"What did you want me to say to you?"
"You should have told me."
"You might not have come."
"Exactly right and I'm pissed at you for not telling me and taking away my choice of whether or not I wanted to be gawked at all afternoon. If I had my car I'd leave you here."
"But John,"
"No you took my choice."
"You're right and I'm sorry. You play it so cool so I forget that prison was an actual thing for you and that you damn near had your life ruined but John know that if for one second I thought people would stare at you like an animal I wouldn't have asked you here. Hell, I would have stayed home myself."
"Fine."
"Don't say fine." Randy said walking up to the other man and taking his hands. "I'm sorry." John nodded
"I trust and believe you."
"Dinosaurs." The older man just looked at him so Randy squeezed his hands. "Dinosaurs?"
"And chicken nuggets." John said with a smile