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John led the way to the bathroom. Once inside he stripped out of his shorts and boxers. Randy went to set the water before he began to strip down.
John felt almost awkward as he stood waiting on Randy. "Thanks for offering to help me."
"Of course, Baby." Randy walked over, looking at him. "What's wrong?"
John tried to give Randy a smile. "Nothing...just worried about you I guess."
"Sorry, Babe...I think I just freak myself out at times. It's over and I need to keep it in the past." He walked over, leaning to give John a light kiss before stepping in the shower.
John joined Randy in the shower, enjoying the spray as it washed his sweaty body. Randy went to grab the cloth and soap. "Guess your back first?"
"Sure, thanks." John nodded, his back facing his lover. He did not have the heart to tell his boyfriend he felt undesirable around him after being rejected time and time again for months. Last night had just been the final hurt but he also knew that it was not the younger man's fault.
Randy lathered the cloth before rubbing it along John's shoulders. "I love you, Babe...so understanding."
John swallowed hard. "I love you too, Daddy. So much."
"Always, Babe...you are...everything." He worked his way down John's back.
John was thankful Randy could not see the few tears that wanted to fall from his eyes and mingle with the shower spray. "I feel the same way. I missed you so much."
"Same here, Babe. I am sorry I kept you from your work, but I slept so much better feeling you there."
"It's fine. I wanted to." John closed his eyes, enjoying Randy's attention.
"I'm glad, Babe." Randy worked over John's ass and legs. "I know...I haven't exactly been the best of boyfriends lately."
"You've been fine. You are going through shit that wasn't your fault." John assured him. "You were basically raped and attacked...that would cause anyone trauma."
"Thanks, Babe. I'm glad neither one of us is alone in this." He looked up at John. "Okay, Babe. You can turn for me."
John turned so Randy could wash his front, uncertainty in his blue eyes. "Do you...love Roman?"
"I think I do...recently I began to realize that." Randy stood up, looking John in his eyes. "Does that bother you, Babe?" He hooked a hand under his jaw. "You going to tell me you don't feel anything for him?"
John let out a shaky breath. "I...told him I loved him. He doesn't feel the same way I know. His eyes are for you but I can't help it. He makes me feel secure...like last night when he held me."
"Maybe he needs time...I did...with you and him. You chased me...for how long before I agreed to be more than friends?" Randy asked.
John nodded, a flash of hurt crossing his eyes. "Seems like I'm always the one doing the chasing. Makes me wonder why I'm never the one pursued. I try to take care of my body and be a fun person to be around."
"Babe..I know you had your fair share...just none serious. Roman and I were both guarded guys." Randy told him.
John sighed. "Yeah. Maybe I act so slutty I don't give anyone a chance to want to pursue me."
"That was your past, Baby." Randy leaned in, kissing John lightly before he began to wash John's chest and arms. John just stood silently and let Randy wash him. He did not tell his boyfriend he had not been talking about his past rather the way things had been lately with Randy. Maybe he came on so strong, asked for sex so much that Randy now had no desire to approach him as the aggressor.
Randy worked lower over John's abs and legs, lastly carefully John's cock. John's soft cock twitched under the soft touch. He nodded when Randy was finished. "Thanks. Do you want me to wash you?"
Randy stood up. "You can if you wish, Babe...I just wanted time with you."
John took the soap and cloth from Randy. His eyes lowered to focus on his work as he began to wash the younger man's chest. "Feels good, Johnny." Randy told him. "You know you can talk to me right?"
John nodded as he washed his way down Randy's body. "Yeah..just relax and let me wash you. I'm sure it feels good after your time on the road."
"Okay, Baby...Okay." Randy just closed his eyes, trying to relax. "It does feel good." John lowered down to wash his Daddy's powerful legs. He looked at the thick cock he knew so well before raising it to carefully wash the cock and balls. Randy's cock twitched faintly at John's touches. "You're so good, Baby. I hate seeing your eyes so sad."
John trembled slightly at Randy's praise as he stood back up. "Thanks...I try to be. I just..." He paused a moment, his voice cracking slightly. "I don't think you're attracted to me anymore. I know you love me...but the attraction seems to have cooled."
"I am...I can't help what happened...changed me I guess." Randy admitted.
John could no longer hold back the tears that wanted to come as his heart ached. He was the kind of man who always looked for solutions to fix any problem. To realize that Randy may have changed to the point he lost his fiery Viper tore at him inside. "Yeah." His eyes lowered as he looked away. "T-Turn around for me, Daddy."
"Baby." Randy whispered before he realized there was nothing for him to say. He slowly turned like John asked.
John washed Randy's back and shoulders lovingly though his heart was breaking. He did not blame his Daddy. He just wanted to hunt down Dean Ambrose and hurt him for all the destruction he had caused but he knew it was an irrational feeling. He longed for his old boyfriend back. The cocky, arrogant Viper who could set him on fire with a look and shove him against the wall for passionate sex without being begged. John knelt to wash Randy's back legs and ass, trying to focus on the job and not his overwhelming sense of loss.
Randy closed his eyes again, tears wanting to rip from them. Where had it all gone wrong? John finished and stood, leaning against Randy to rest his head on his shoulder, no words just the water running around them. Randy slowly turned, grabbing John before he could move away. He wrapped his arms around him to hold him close. He rested his head on John's shoulder, just needing to feel the older man close.
John could feel his lover's warm tears wetting his shoulder. "I'm not going anywhere, Daddy." He whispered. "Maybe things just take time to heal." Randy slowly nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
John stood holding Randy a few minutes before slowly letting him go. "Guess we should get out before we use all the hot water." He said before moving to turn the water off.
"Yeah...I guess." Randy's voice cracked faintly. John climbed out and grabbed them each a towel, wrapping one around his waist before offering the other to Randy.
"Thanks, Ba-baby." Randy's head was down as he dried.
"You're welcome." John told him, knowing they both needed a distraction from their emotions. "Let's go see what the guys are up to."
"Sounds good, Johnny." Randy wrapped the towel around his waist before he followed John to the next room.
Seth and Roman were camped out on the bed, both on their phones when John and Randy made their appearance. "Sorry we took so long, Guys." John said, trying to force his voice to sound normal.
Seth grinned as he winked at John. "No problem. I'm sure you guys needed some...alone time. We know how much you missed Randy." The two tone haired man felt terrible when he saw pure pain play across John's face as he tried to compose himself.
"Y-Yeah. I did...miss him." A thickness hung in the air.
Roman lowered his phone as he could feel the pain radiating from both men. This wasn't good, but what could he do to mend the hearts of the two men? John dropped the towel and walked to his clothing to look for something to wear. He just needed something to distract himself. "Guess I better get my case from the other room." Randy commented before he turned, leaving the room.
"What's up, Johnny?" Roman asked.
John glanced at Roman as he pulled on a pair of shorts. "What we talked about last night. Randy said what happened has changed him...he still loves me but doesn't know if he'll ever be the same sexually with me again." He could not keep the pain from his voice.
Roman got up from the bed and walked over to the older man. He lifted John's chin lightly. "You just need to trust things will work out." He leaned down to kiss John the same time Randy returned with the suitcase.
"Well, I see there been some developments while I was gone." Randy stated.
John actually blushed at the comment as he looked Randy's direction. "I told you what I said...remember, Daddy?"
"About how you felt?" Randy wondered. "Did you tell him that because he kisses you?"
"If you mean his declaration of love." Roman stated. "I don't know if it was because of it, but it was after it." He wrapped an arm around John's shoulder in an almost protective manner.
John leaned against Roman as he tried to convey his feelings. "Maybe the kiss gave me the courage to voice it...but I've felt it for awhile. I...I just don't say those kinds of things lightly. You were my first, Daddy."
"I know, Baby...I know." Randy moved his suitcase somewhere out of the way to open it. Roman could feel the uncertainty from Randy. He couldn't voice it though. Things have shifted, but will they ever settle down?
John closed his eyes, just feeling stressed beyond words. "So...any ideas of something we could do?"
"Movie maybe?" Roman suggested."Not like we travel with games." He tried to joke.
"Sounds good." John nodded as he and Roman finally pulled apart. He walked to turn on the large TV the bed was facing before taking the remote and moving to sit on the bed. "The Marine?" He tried to joke though the sparkle was gone from his eyes. "I hear the lead is a real stud."
"You just liked getting beat up and tied up, Baby." Randy tried to joke back as he pulled on a pair of shorts.
John did grin at that. "Maybe but I kicked some major ass too." He began to search movies. "What do you guys like?"
"Maybe a good comedy?" Randy suggested.
"Sounds good." Roman agreed.
John skimmed the movies and chose a comedy he thought sounded good. "You guys ready?" He asked as he and Seth looked from the bed.
Randy looked at the bed. "Four big guys one bed. Why do I feel like I am at a bad sleep over? Luckily I don't have hair to braid."
Seth chuckled. "I do. Just no lingerie pillow fights."
"Okay, make room." Roman told them.
Seth scooted to the far left side of the bed and John moved over to give Randy and Roman room.
Randy and Roman joined them on the bed. "Okay, Babe...what did you pick?"
John pushed play on the movie. "The second Hangover movie."
"Oh, boy." Randy tried not to groan as he shifted to get comfortable.
"Sorry, there weren't many comedies to choose from." John chuckled. "I like watching these crazy guys anyway."
"It's fine, Johnny, really." Randy told him. John laid back on the bed, situated so that Randy and Roman were side by side sitting and he was laying in front of them propped up on one arm. He tried to focus on the movie and forget his problems.
"Trying to be a foot rest, Babe?" Randy joked.
John laughed. "If you want me to be one, sure. I'll be a foot rest for my Master and Daddy."
Randy chuckled as he propped his feet up on John so he could lounge back more. "Comfy?" Roman asked.
"Actually...Yeah." Randy admitted, giving one of the first real smiles since he got back. John smiled, glad he could make Randy a little happy as he watched the movie. As the move played Randy ended up leaning against Roman. The larger man holding him lightly, glad to feel some of the stress finally fading away. John got into the movie laughing as he loved bad comedies. Seth just relaxed, smiling as he saw Randy and Roman out of the corner of his eye.
Randy even gave a few odd laughs here and there as he got more relaxed. Once the movie ended Randy spoke up. "So we gonna chill with another or order food?"
"We should eat." John spoke up. "You didn't eat breakfast with us, Daddy."
"Yeah, sounds good." Roman admitted, slipping from the bed.
John's eyes lit up as he thought. "Load Day! Hell yeah! I want fries and a huge burger will all the trimmings and a Coke!"
Randy laughed louder than he had during the whole movie. John looked at Randy with a huge, dimpled grin. "What? Don't think I can finish it all?"
Randy was almost holding his side. "I know you can...you just like an overactive kid when you realize what day it is. What, no cheesecake for dessert?"
"Oh believe me I'm having my sugar fix before this day is over." John laughed. "Mmm...a big fudgy brownie with ice cream!"
"Awe, no cherry cheesecake?" Randy joked.
"Okay, John." Roman stated. "So the other food first then order dessert up later so it don't melt?"
John nodded. "Yeah. Sounds great. You guys know what you want?"
"I'll have salmon and rice if they have it. Otherwise a chicken salad is fine." Seth announced. "I save my cheat times for Bethany's big home cooked meals."
"She is a good cook." Randy admitted. "I don't mind when we go near your place." Randy thought a moment. "Guess I'll get the same as John."
"Okay...I'll place it." Roman headed for the main room and the phone, placing their orders. He ordered a steak and grilled mixed vegetables for himself. John moved closer to Randy, laying his head in the younger man's lap. Seth had turned on a sports news channel. Randy lowered a hand to pet John's head. His mind wandering with different thoughts. John closed his eyes, not sleeping just enjoying his Daddy's touch after him being away as the TV droned in the background.
Randy couldn't help but faintly smile. Roman returned but sat at the end of the bed, not wanting to make John move. "About 30 minutes."
"They always say that." Commented Randy.
"They do." John mumbled, his eyes still close. He gave a faint hum of pleasure. "Feels good, Daddy."
"Glad, Baby...you can stay until the food gets here." Randy felt this was a big change and better then the tension earlier.
John smiled, his dimples popping. "Thank you, Daddy. I missed you."
"Missed you too, Babe." Randy looked at the others. "When we go to the next town...you mind if Johnny and I get our own room again?"
"Oh?" Roman exclaimed slightly. "Of course not."
John opened his eyes and raised his head slightly in surprise. He knew his Daddy was developing feelings for Roman. "Why do you want that, Daddy?"
"Just do...like we were going to do before."
"So...I may still come over?" Roman wondered.
"Yeah...maybe." Randy answered. Roman wondered was everything becoming too much for the older man?
John did not know what to think by the change. He was glad to get time with Randy alone but he hoped the younger man was not going to shun Roman now that he had feelings for him. "But I can still be Master Roman's submissive and play right?" He asked. A part of John just melted when the Samoan called him his good boy and craved the control and structure the lifestyle offered.
"Of course you are, Baby. I'm not taking that away from you." Randy tried to assure him.
"Okay, Daddy." John relaxed again once assured he would still have both men in his life. A hand trailed to his neck to touch the always present necklace that graced it. Randy needed room to think, but he knew John needed what Roman and Seth both offered that he did not. Both the alternate life as well as just the amount of sex his Baby desired at times. He cursed himself that it seems a big part of his life was shattered from the attack and he just never quite pieced it all back together yet.
John wondered how Roman must be feeling by Randy's wish when the Samoan seemed to be opening up to them both more and more all the time. He studied him a moment, concern in his eyes from where he laid.
Roman turned his head looking at John. He felt the sense of being overwhelmed from Randy. Now concern from John. He just lightly nodded at him before he got up. "Think I will wait in the other room for the food. I don't know if we would hear it over the TV."
"Okay." John told him, then closed his eyes trying to make some sense out of it all. Roman made his way to the main room as Randy went back to petting John's head, his own eyes drifting closed to relax. John knew Randy had been through a lot of trauma and needed time. He just worried they may lose the Samoan who had won his heart in the process.
Time came for the food to arrive and Roman went to the door to retrieve the food that was on a rolling cart. He signed the slip before bringing it inside. He then went to the bedroom. "Foods here, Guys."
John opened his eyes and sat up. "Thanks, Sir." He was still hungry but bombarded with too many thoughts to still keep his childish love for the treat. Seth turned off the TV and all three men walked to join Roman.
Roman went and lifted the lids to see what was on which plates. He set Randy and John's on the table. He found Seth the fish platter, passing it to him when he came in. Seth grabbed his meal and sat to eat. John took one of the burger and fries platters and joined Seth, trying to keep his mood light. "Looks good."
Randy took the other opening it. "Damn, when they say the works they mean it."
"Yeah, it has everything." John could barely fit the stuffed burger in his mouth.
Roman chuckled, watching John as he cut into his steak. Randy partly squashed his burger down causing cheese and ketchup to squirt from the sides. "Yuck."
John swallowed his huge bite. "Hey, I can fit big things in my mouth. I have lots of practice."
"You said it not me." Randy chuckled as he went to take a bite. John dug into his giant burger, realizing he was more hungry than he had thought. Randy varied between the burger and fries. Roman was glad to see things relaxed again.
"So, what are we going to do the rest of the day?" John asked as he ate, feeling restless. "I'm just used to my busy work schedule I guess."
"I don't care, Babe." Randy admitted.
"What would you like, Johnny?" Roman asked.
"I guess we only have so many options in a hotel room." John said. He was silent a few long minutes. "It would be fun to play. I haven't played with Daddy in a while." Seth shrugged as he ate. "I'm game."
Randy lowered his head, biting his lip before he nodded. "Okay, Baby." He knew he had to stop being so reserved around the group.
John noticed Randy's body language. "Ran, we've been together a long time and friends a hell of a lot longer than that. Do you really want to play or are you only agreeing for me?"
"I want to, Babe." His voice may have cracked faintly.
"No one wants to force you, Randy." Roman told him.
"Maybe I need to force myself." Randy replied back.
John appreciated that Randy was trying so hard for him. "Thank you." He said quietly as he focused on his plate.
"Of course, Babe." Randy went back to eating.
John ate his food in silence as he thought things over. "Are you going to get me a cage soon, Sir?" He asked Roman at last.
"We will be down near home in a couple weeks. We can do it at my home." Roman informed him.
John nodded. "Yes, Sir." His went quiet again as he finished his fries.
"Good boy." Roman told John. Randy looked over. "Just my little name for Johnny at times."
"Oh." John's mouth turned up in a smile as he ate. Maybe if he was forced to learn control he would not keep pushing his Daddy for sex and making him uncomfortable. Slowly everyone finished and the dishes were gathered back on the cart to place outside.
"That was good." Seth said, stretching. "Give me an hour, John and I'll be good to go." John nodded at the younger man. "Yes, Seth Sir."
"Sounds good." Randy admitted and Roman agreed.
John stood up. "I think I'll go relax on the bed until then if it's okay."
"It's fine, Johnny." Roman told him.
"Mind if I join you, Babe?" Randy asked.
"Of course not. I'd love it." John told Randy as he moved close to him.
"See you guys in about an hour." Roman told them before Randy headed for the bedroom with John. The room was dark by then and he headed for the bed, just light coming from the open door.
John climbed into the bed, leaving room for his Daddy to join him. Randy came over, climbing on the bed moving close enough to feel John's warmth. "Thanks for joining me, Daddy." John almost whispered into the darkness.
"Of course, Baby." Randy turned to wrap his arm around John, pulling him closer.
"Things will get easier for you soon, Daddy." John confided in the dark. "When I'm locked in the cage I'll have to learn control. You only let me out when you want me to play. I'll be able to stop asking you for sex then."
"Is that why you asked about it? For me?" Randy said, surprised.
"This time yeah." John admitted. "I was curious about it before though...Ran, I see the pain in your eyes every time I mention playing and it kills me. This way you decide when you're ready."
"If that's the only reason...don't. Please, you will just ask me to let you out if you don't really want it." Randy told him.
"No I won't." John argued stubbornly. "And I do want it. I need to learn control."
"Okay Baby...I...I don't want to fight." Randy sighed.
"I don't either...I ...I'm sorry." John closed his eyes, feeling so drained. Randy moved, lightly kissing John's neck. John's head throbbed from stress but the kiss still felt good. "Feels nice." He mumbled.
"Good...I...I won't mess with you since we are playing soon." Randy shifted to rest on John's chest.
"When we play will you be the one to fill me?" John asked. "I've missed you."
"If that's what you want Baby...sure."
"Yes, that's what I want. I missed feeling you inside me." John said, longing in his voice.
"Okay, Baby." Randy took a hand, lightly stroking John's chest. "Just rest."
"Yes, Daddy." John allowed his body to relax.