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A/N #2: OK this is Slash. If you don't know it is MxM pairing. Don't like it or it not your thing feel free to go pick another story. Please REVIEW.)

John woke up a few hours later, feeling butterflies in his stomach as he pondered over what the day could bring. Telling your family that you are secretly a bisexual man and now have a boyfriend was a huge deal. John was very close to his family and didn't want anything to put a rift between them but he owed it to himself to be honest about who he was. Pulling away from Randy, John climbed from the bed and headed for the bathroom. He thought maybe a nice shower would wake him up and help him to focus and calm down.

Feeling the movement of the bed the other two woke up, none of them sleeping overly well. Randy rolled from the bed and began to look at what to wear for the drive. "Ye mind if I try to join John? I am surprised ye didn't complain we smelled."
"Go knock yourself out and honestly I didn't care at this point if you two did or not."
"Ok..." Sheamus left the bed, heading for the bathroom. "Ye mind some company?"
"No, not at all, Sweets." John was trying to decide what to wear for the day. He decided on jeans in place of his normal shorts and a casual jersey with a white t-shirt underneath. "Let's go hop in."

Sheamus walked into the bathroom, shutting the door most of the way. He walked over to John, wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug before kissing him. There was a slight sense of need felt behind the kiss as he slowly stopped and pulled back. "Mornin Angel..." He then dropped to a whisper. "I don't know how many of those we will get today...so I am stealing them while I can." He smiled before he turned to start the water.
"Sweets?" John asked in a whisper. "Is...it not even safe...to kiss Randy?"
"I don't know...I want him to make the first moves on all aspects. Him even feeling comfortable sleeping between us...us holding him...those alone are big steps...illness or not." Sheamus rested his head against John's "I know part of you will be screaming in time for more than just his touch, his presence. Let him decide for the most part how far." He lifted his head to kiss John's forehead before he moved to step into the shower.

John stepped in behind Sheamus, his heart sinking at how different and vulnerable his Viper seemed. It killed John that his cocky, dominant boyfriend had been changed so much. He just wanted Randy to ravage him with the evil smirk on his face John had grown to love so much but John knew it was not possible. He had to put his own wants aside to be strong for Randy. "Will you pass me some soap, Sweets?" John wanted to wash off the sweat and filth from last nights match.
"Aye." Sheamus applied some to his own cloth before passing it to John. "I know tis hard, Angel...will be for all of us...He will keep second guessing himself."
John chuckled as he took the soap. "How do you always know what's going through my mind, Sweets? Damn, I swear you are inside my head at times." John began to soap his chest and arms. Sheamus couldn't help as he sighed.
"Re-remember, Angel...to a po-point I have been in his shoes..." Sheamus licked his parched feeling lips as he tried to focus more on the washing then the memories. "At least for now he knows it happened...but not the actual memories."

John looked down in shame as he bent to wash his legs. "I feel so selfish. Please forgive me. Here I am thinking of my needs when you guys have been through hell I can only imagine."
"Nothing to forgive...ye will need patience with him...I know it will be hard. Everyone reacts in different ways. I will not be surprised if we see anger, guilt, sadness, but also a neediness, reassurance. I can't say for sure on any of it. Mine is older...but also different." Sheamus took his own cloth and began to wash down John's shoulder and back.
John sighed at Sheamus' words. "I went through that with Randy before. He was so broken after Cody...and others. When he started dating you I watched you, waiting for you to hurt Randy so I could kick your ass."

Sheamus couldn't help but give a faint chuckle. "Well glad for the most part I showed ye that was not needed. Aye, I hurt him...but it was never intentional." He worked down John's back. He then took the cloth and reached around John for the soap, he could have asked for it...but he wanted to steal a few brief moments of closeness.
John smiled and handed Sheamus the soap. "Thanks for doing my back, Sweets. Want me to return the favor?"

"Sure, Angel." Sheamus handed the items back to John before he turned to face the back wall. He smirked. "Ye honestly thought ye were gonna try to beat me arse if I hurt 'im? Well, we discovered that could have been an interesting contest."
"Well, I damn well would have tried." John began washing Sheamus' shoulders. "You gotta understand, Shea. Randy and I were best friends. We did everything together. I sat back for years and watched him be let down, cheated on and hurt by all the pricks he dated. By the time he found you I was suspicious of every man who showed him interest." John laughed as he soaped his lover's shoulders. "Instead of kicking your ass you become my Master. Never saw that one coming."

Sheamus chuckled, his shoulders shaking. "Well actually remember he showed me interest first...I was content with the celibacy thing." John smirked, reaching his hand around Sheamus' waist to brush over his cock teasingly. "Hmmm. For someone fine with celibacy you seem to really be enjoying your...privileges of being a Master." Sheamus emitted a growl deep in his throat.
"Just because I was content...doesn't mean I was pleased by it..." He parted his legs to provide a sturdier base. "Ye have me attention, Angel...what ye wish?"

"Hmmm. You did ruin my plans by showering with me. I had a nice fantasy in my head and I was going to...enjoy some private time." John stopped flirting and grew serious. "But...what if Randy hears and it bothers him?"
"I don't know, Angel..." Sheamus grabbed John's hand, keeping it on his cock. "But ye won't be teasing me either...tell me of this fantasy I interrupted..." John stroked Sheamus' cock, blushing slightly.
"I...I don't think you would like it, Sweets. It might make you upset."
Sheamus turned to face John. "Why do I have a feeling it somehow involved me restraining you?" He pulled John away from his cock and grabbed him, turning him around so he was pressed against the side wall. His hand reached down, groping John's full ass. "I faintly remember an instance a few months back when ye and Randy were not supposed to play...but ye still did." He actually pressed his forearm into the back of John's neck, his voice dropping lower."Ye remember that...ye remembering being bad? Answer...but not too loud..."
"Yes." John tried to keep his voice low, masked by the running water. "I remember it well, Sir." John did too. The experience had felt taboo and hot as hell.

"As yer Master ye are mine... ye disrespected me advice..." Sheamus slapped John's ass. "What was it ye said before...ye are mine...I can just take ye how ever and where ever I wish..." He groped a full handful under the bottom of his ass. He leaned in closer to John's ear. "So if I wanted to fuck you hard and raw right here...right now...I would be full in my right.." He heard a small sound and turned his head, seeing where Randy had opened the door. Sheamus read his face and both men nodded. While Randy may have been slightly hurt by not being able to take part in the fun...he didn't want to be responsible for interfering in their enjoyment either. Sheamus looked back at John as he waited his reply.

"Y-Yes, Master. I did say that. My body belongs to you. You can claim it any time you want. I'm sorry I went against your advice. I…couldn't help myself." John was so wrapped up in Sheamus' stern treatment he had not even heard Randy open the door.
"Stay." Sheamus released the pressure on John's neck. He moved to reach for the conditioner until Randy tapped his shoulder. He turned to look to see the small tube of lube. He gave a silent chuckle as he took it. He put some on his fingers and began rubbing them between John's cheeks. "Remember be quiet. It be a shame if we were to get caught." Randy fought to contain a laugh as he stepped back again.

"Y-Yes, Sir. I can be quiet." John kept his voice low as he waited in anticipation for his Master's cock. It was eerily similar to his naughty time with Randy a few months prior. Sheamus pushed his fingers into John's ass to begin stretching him.
"Yer gonna feel so good wrapped around me."
"Thank you, Sir. Please, I need your cock, Master." John spoke in a soft voice. Sheamus was more than willing to fulfill John's wish be moving his fingers to replace it with his cock, pushing slow into John. Something in him told him to pin John again and did so as he had before bracing his forearm right across the back of the neck which would also prevent John from turning to see their 'audience'. He started rocking on his feet to roll his hips to piston in and out of John's tight ass. "I was right...ye feel so nice..."
"Mmmm." John let out a low moan before he caught himself. "You are so big, Master."

Sheamus kept the slow pace for a few moments before he slowly picked up the pace almost dipping down to thrust back upward. His added height pushed him deeper. A low growl came from his chest. "Hmm ye think yer mom would be upset if ye showed at her house marked?"
John gave an involuntary shudder at Sheamus' question, his body on fire with passion.
"I-I don't care. Please mark me, Master. Show the world I'm yours." Sheamus moved to lean over John, pressing his chest to John's back. He moved his forearm from John's neck, his hand holding John's head, tilting it to the side to expose his neck more. "Ye just crave being at our mercy don't ye…" He run his tongue lightly over the curve of John's neck, snapping his hips as sharply forward as he could. "Driving us crazy for ye." He began kissing the sensitive flesh. "I was such a man in control before ye.." He then began nibbling along the curve until he found the spot that he felt would make John come unglued for him. His thrust so minute, but effective as it stimulated John just enough to drive his wild.

He was so wrapped in John that Sheamus knew Randy was in the room but not his actions. Randy had removed his shorts and was touching himself, jerking off to his own live action porno. He had to admit something John joked about quite often. Sheamus' accent was alluring...a captivating sound. He knew some may say the same of his rich baritone, but it was true. Sheamus since he started opening again just had a captivating presence to him. Randy was getting even hotter as he fought to remain silent so John would remain unaware of his presence. Fighting to remain silent was causing him to want to be louder. He had to bite his lip at times to stifle a sound wishing to fall from them.

The combination of his Master's actions and seductive words was driving John mad with want. His breath came in hard gasps, his cock hard and leaking. "Yes...mmmm...You know I crave you both, Master. I live to be used and filled with your cocks." Unable to help himself, John let out small groans of pleasure. Sheamus allowed himself to bite just a little harder and suck on the abused flesh. His free hand moving between John and the wall to take hold of his cock. He moaned almost growled around the bite mark as he started to jerk John off. He whole body shuttered against John's back as he was trying to stem his own impending climax.

"Ohhh...Fuck, yeah! Mark me, Master!" John forgot all about being quiet as he screamed out his intense pleasure. "Fill me. My body is yours!"
Sheamus stopped biting but licked the reddened skin. He then licked up towards John's ear. He tugged on the lobe. "I thought ye were told to be quiet...Perhaps a fitting punishment would be to leave ye unfulfilled..." He drove deep and stilled himself, buried deep inside. John gave an almost whimper at the threat. His entire body was screaming for release. "I'm sorry, Master. I forgot myself. Please don't do that to me." John begged quietly.