Strolling into the locker room casually John couldn't help but ponder about his current situation. Yes he liked Randy, hell he may have even loved the younger man, but was it worth it? In the past week things had gone from bad to worse, Randy was being more distant, less talkative and purposely ignored John in front of the others backstage. John had a sick feeling that Randy may be cheating, not that he thought the viper was a slut or anything but the younger man was spending more time away from him and he couldn't help but think that time was with a certain chairman. Sighing John sat down, leant his head against the wall behind him and closed his eyes. Things had started out amazing between them, they had so much in common , they fitted perfectly together, they didn't have any worries, they had amazing sex and most importantly it felt right between them. Now John had to stop and think before he could even speak, he was terrified of offending the younger man as Randy's temper had gotten dangerous lately, the tiniest remark would send him over the edge and he would storm out of the hotel room, leaving John to chase after him and apologise for nothing.
Lifting his head John took a sip of water. Sighing he once again leant his head back and closed his eyes. He had to think hard about this, he didn't want to lead the younger man on, he didn't know if he could stay with him, but he knew he wasn't strong enough to just walk out. On top of all that he knew that Randy needed him, he needed him as a lover, needed him as a friend but most importantly, he needed him as a protector. John had to protect Randy not only from himself but also the sick fucker Hunter. A ghostly smile spread over Johns face as he remembered their first day together as a couple, he had taken the younger man into town to buy him lunch and a new winter jacket…
"Well what about this one?" John asked as he lifted up a light blue coat that would have came down to about his knees. "It's long so it'll keep you warm and on top of that you'll look awesome like the…..ah fuck what do you call it? Oh yeah! The matrix, only a pimped out version." John smiled as he held the coat up to himself. Randy just smiled and shook his head in amusement. "What? I think you would look great in this coat! Give me one good reason why you don't want it?" John demanded.
"Ok well first of all it looks like a woman's coat. Secondly you know I prefer leather jackets and thirdly if you like it then it must be super gay looking because lets face it, you have horrible taste." Randy gave a cheeky smile before turning around and continuing to browse through the men's section. "You may want the world to know that you're here and you're queer but I like to keep it on the down low." Randy teased as he walked away.
John stood mouth agape, hands on hips, he was truly offended. "How fucking dare you!" John called walking up to the younger man and giving him a quick slap on the ass. "Just so you know my taste is awesome! You on the other hand don't wear anything apart from black because you're a grim bastard."
Randy just raised a bemused eyebrow before slyly saying "Grim?"
"Yeah….grim." John sheepish said. "Isn't that the lingo you kids use?"
Randy burst out laughing and he couldn't stop. "Jesus Christ!" Randy choked out halfway through his laughing fit. "That's fucking classic. How old do you think you are?" Randy asked as he wiped away a small tear that was in his eye. John's face was bright red, he was so embarrassed, only then did he realise that he sounded like an old fart, who the fuck says lingo?
"Fuck you…" John mumbled as he tried to hide his face. He pulled his cap right down so it was covering his eyes. Randy took that opportunity to plant a quick but effectively kiss on the older mans lips.
"I would love you to." Randy whispered in a husky voice before pulling back. John lifted his baseball cap and couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. "Come on dimples, I don't see anything here. How about we get something to eat and then go back to the hotel room?" Randy smiled slyly before turning around and walking towards to exit, making sure to wiggle his hips as he did. John followed like a dog in heat, they never made it to lunch.
The locker room door opened and John was forced back into reality. Lifting his head he laid eyes upon his lover and couldn't help but feel is heart swell. Randy was holding a cup of coffee and had a faint smile on his face. "They didn't have any espresso so I just got you a regular coffee, I hope that's ok?" John knew that this was Randy's way of apologising, he couldn't help but smile as he took the coffee from the younger man.
"Of course that's ok babe, you didn't have to." John genuinely smiled as he took a sip of the roasting coffee. He groaned slightly as the hot drink burnt his tongue. Looking up he noticed that Randy hadn't moved from his spot, he was standing with his hands locked together in front of him and he shifting slightly from foot to foot. The kid looked nervous and uneasy. "What's wrong?" John sighed as he put his coffee down to give his lover his full attention.
Randy chewed on his lip as he stood nervously. He knew he must have looked like a right twat but he didn't care, there was so much he wanted to say, so much he had to say, but he just couldn't bring himself to. He wasn't one to show his emotions and he sure as shit wasn't one to talk about his emotions, as much as he liked John and as much as he trusted him, he just couldn't bring himself to say it. Instead he simply shook his head and walked over to the older man. Wrapping his arms around his neck he sat down on his lovers lap. "Missed you today." He whispered before claiming a hard, rough, passionate and desperate kiss. Large hands caressed his ass and back as John kissed back just as hard, both men had a lot of built up frustration and this was the only way they could get rid of it.
John pulled Randy as physically close as possible, his tongue entered the younger's man mouth and he immediately won dominance without much resistance. Blunt nails dug into his scalp and neck as Randy began to dry hump him. Both men moaned as their cocks brushed against each other. Pulling back for air, John stared into the hooded eyes of his lover and it was clear that Randy was gagging for sex. In fact they both were, but this was a public place and John's heart began to race at the thought of someone walking in. "We can't do this here, we…" John was cut off by his Jeans being unbuttoned and his semi-hard cock being released.
Randy stood up and quickly pulled down his wresting tights before sitting back down on the older mans lap. He wanted this, he needed this and fuck he was going to have this. "The idea of being caught really turns me on…" Randy moaned as he licked and kissed the outside of John's ear. His longer fingers played with Johns cock as he continued to kiss and nip at his lovers neck. "Prepare me." It was a command and John was quick to obey.
Lifting his hand he put his fingers into the mouth of his eager lover and Randy lapped them up, licking, sucking even simulation a blowjob on them. Once satisfied that they were wet enough John quickly moved them down so that one finger was circling the tight hole of the viper. "Fucking hurry up!" Randy yelled his frustration as he dried humped viciously. John didn't need to be told twice, he quickly inserted not one but three fingers into the willing man. "Ahhh fuck…" Randy moaned as he arched his back. Scissoring them quickly, John removed his fingers within a matter of seconds, spitting into his own hand he lubed up his rock hard cock. Blue eyes connected for reassurance before John grabbed onto Randy's hips and fully entered the moaning young man.
Randy hissed in pain and rested his head on Johns shoulder, it stung like a bitch and he wasn't ready for John to start moving yet. After what seemed like a life-time he was as ready as he would ever be. He bit down hard on the chain gang soldiers neck and began to thrust hard and rough, Both men groaned and moaned as John met Randy's thrusts. It was rough, passionate, painful, it was exactly what both men needed at this time, the week of frustration and fighting was bound to lead to this violent sex. Randy dug his blunt nails into Johns back causing the older man to hiss in pain and to thrust harder. "Jesus, ooooh fuck…. right there….right there." Randy yelled as Johns cock brushed against his prostate. Their thrusts became more frenzied as they both began to reach their climax, a shaky hand grabbed Randy's hard cock and began to pump it viciously, rough enough to cause friction burn. With each thrust John would brush against Randy's spot causing the younger man to cry out to the heavens. Worried that someone might here John quickly wrapped an arm around his lovers neck and pulled him down for a devastatingly rough kiss. Both men used their teeth and it wasn't long before both were bleeding and blood was being mixed between them. "Fuck I'm going to come…" Randy moaned into Johns mouth as he felt his balls tighten, John didn't know how much longer he could last, with each thrust he was going ball deep and the tight heat engulfed him completely. Crying out Randy came, shooting his sperm all over himself and John. Feeling the younger man clench around him, and his hot fluid on him John also came filling his younger lover completely.
Panting filled the room as both men tried to regain their breath. Randy blinked several times before he couldn't even see in front of him, sweat dripped down his forehead and onto his lovers chest, Randy leant his head down so that he was leaning on Johns shoulder as he tried to regain his strength. John leant his head against Randy's and couldn't help but smell the younger mans hair, he always thought that Randy smelt amazing but right now, he smelt incredible. Kissing the soft hair of his lover John couldn't help but smile, this felt so right. "That was amazing." He whispered softly before kissing the vipers ear.
"It was." Randy panted as he rubbed his head against the smooth shoulder of John, it was as if the shoulder would protect him. "I'm sorry for being a dick this week.." He mumbled against John's damp skin.
That was it. That was all John had needed to hear, the younger man had actually said sorry, and that was a huge step for Randy. He knew that he had done something wrong, he knew that he wasn't treating John right. A huge grin took over Johns face before he honestly answered. "Its ok, you've been stressed this week." He kissed the younger mans cheek. "Now how about we get dressed before someone walks in?" John chuckled nervously looking at the door.
Randy groaned in protest but untangled himself from John when he was pushed off. "Fucking spoilsport…" Randy grumbled as he pulled up his wrestling tights and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
John just laughed as he and re-buttoned his jeans and put on a clean t-shirt. "Get over it bitch.." John teased before giving Randy a hard slap on the ass, causing the younger man to jump and yelp in surprise. A soft knock on the door made both men stop in their tracks, John felt his heart stop and couldn't help but thank God that this person didn't knock a couple of minutes ago.
Randy grinned wickedly before whispering. "Aren't we a pair of lucky mother fuckers." It was a statement not a question. "Come in…" Randy casually called before pulling on a t-shirt to hide the dried in come on his torso.
The smile quickly faded from Johns face, the mood quickly turned dark and the posture of the younger man changed. Hunter walked in with a sly smile on his face.