In the last chapter, John found out about something from Wade's past. I was going to save it for later when John and Wade were alone, but Daniel needed to hear it so the second part of that story will be told later. By the way, I just got on the Riley/Miz bandwagon even though they just broke up. I guess I didn't realize how special they were until it was too late or it could be that I like heel/face slash stories. Warning: Misuse of Nacho Cheese and some BDSM. R&R

Converting my actions

Chapter 12

Wade P.O.V.:

John and I went to a movie theater that was a ways way from the hospital. The theater was empty because people didn't come to that theater often anymore. Plus, we both didn't want our friends to see us…or some noisy-ass fans. We went to see The Green Hornet. I've seen other Seth Rogen movies like Knocked Up, The 40-year-old virgin, and Pineapple Express, but those were a little…no, a lot better than The Green Hornet.

Still, some parts were funny. For some reason, I connected with Seth's character because he wanted to be a hero and a villain…sort of like me. I want to be a villain in the ring and a hero outside of it, but I can't help but think if people will ever see me as a hero at all. Will I people ever see the good person inside me? Will John?

During the movie we laughed a couple of times. John laughed a lot more than I did. John and I sat close to each other. Though the theater was cold, I could feel the heat radiating off his body. "I wish you were mine so I could take you right here", I thought. I couldn't because he belonged to Randy. I promised myself that I would try to make John mine by Valentine's Day, but I'm not going to rush him. Helping him see my love for him will take time. It might take years and I will still be trying. But…I can't help feeling that he will always love Randy. If that's the case, then I'll let John know that I'm willing to share.

I want to be Johns' friend first. Relationships work better if the two people are friends first. I know I already have high expectations for John and I, but I don't know what I'll do if John rejects me. I have friends and family back in England, but here I don't have anybody. Plus, my heart won't let John go for some reason. I'm trying not to be obsessive, but he's so incredible. He's sexy, strong, and he's a good/kind person. He's everything I want in a man, but so many men and women want him so what makes me think that I deserve him and should have him when so many others don't?

There were two people who entered the theater during the movie; both of them guys. We slide down in our seats so they wouldn't see us. It must have worked because they went to seats a couple of rows before us, sat down and started making out. The taller one got on top of the smaller guy and faced him. Then they resumed kissing. The taller guy made out with his partner like a slut. His mouth was all over him. If I was single and John wasn't with me, I would have went over to those guys and asked them to come home with me for a three-way. I don't consider myself single though because my heart belongs with John and it has ever since he came to the WWE. I already know that I love him. I've watched all his matches and all his movies. "Geez", I thought. "Does that make me obsessive…or is it love at first sight? Is there a such thing as love at first sight? I guess I need to invite John to come with me more often to find out?" I already know that how I feel about John isn't an infatuation because what infatuation would last for 9 years. I really hope my story didn't freak him out to much.

I looked back at the guys in the theater. The taller guy was on his knees giving him his partner some head. By the way he gave him head, my theory of the guy was right. He was a slut. He was bobbing his head up and down real fast like he enjoyed eating dick for a living. His partner gave a whores moan and leaned his head back. I could see that his hair was shaped in sort of a Mohawk. I licked my lips. I haven't been having sex as much as I used to and this looked good. I was already hard. On the screen, The Green Hornet and Kato were fighting in the living room. I couldn't pay attention to that when two guys were fucking in front of me. I looked at John and was surprised that he was looking at them too. I kind of figured that he was the type of guy to look away. If John was looking then I shouldn't be ashamed to look.

The tall guy grazed his teeth along his lovers' (or just some guy he met) erection. I could see this since we were a few rows away. For some reason, they still couldn't see us. I guess they were too busy to worry about us or it was too dark. I turned to look at John and saw that he had an erection too. He reached into his pants and started palm his throbbing member. I resisted the urge to ask John if he needed some help with that. Instead, I reached into my pants and palmed my erection to two. The tall guy licked his partners' dick all over, paying attention to the underside of it.

The tall guy reached for something that they brought in with them. A bowl of nacho cheese. He took it and poured some over his lovers cock. His lover hissed a little. It was probably hot. The taller guy licked his partners cock all over making sure to lick off all the cheese. His lover kept moaning the whole time. Then he spoke for the first time, "Oh baby", he muttered. "Shhh, we're in a theater", the dick sucker jokingly whispered. I mentally giggled and John smiled. The shorter guy just sat there and took it. Then he bucked his hips up into his lovers mouth. Basically, he was fucking his mouth.

I started to inspect both guys. They look familiar like I've seen them before. I was a little upset that it was easy to see that they were mouth-fucking, but I couldn't recognize their faces…or voices in the dark theater. From what I could tell, he was circumcised. Then we heard, "Oh…Oh…shit…shit" and panting sounds from the guy that was sitting, indicating that he was close. The tall guy started to massage his lovers' balls. "Ahhhhh" we heard a few minutes, indicating that he came and his orgasm washed over him. After that, the tall guy put his lovers erection back in his pants. I could see his white teeth. He was smiling. I still couldn't see his face though.

He stood up then sat next to his lover. They held hands and kissed. They leaned into each other. Oh how I wish I hadn't been a bastard to John. We would be closer than that. John and I took our hands out of our pants. We most likely will whack off in our hotel rooms later. When the movie was over, all of us began walking out of the theater. Those guys were a few steps behind us. "You think they saw us", I heard the taller one say. "Maybe, but I don't care. They probably don't even know who we are", said the other.

John and I walked out the theater and went down the hall. I purposely walked slowly so that I could see who the guys were when they walked out of the theater. They were giggling when they came out. "Oh my God", I said. John heard me and turned around. He widened his eyes when he saw who the guys were. "Alex?" John said, walking towards them. So the taller guy was Alex! Huh? "Mike? I thought you were in the hospital". Mike and Alex looked at each other nervous before looking back at John. "I was, but I got released around noon. We tried to come to the signing today, but it was too late so we to see Daniel and came here". "So did we" John told them, before realizing that we were supposed to be incognito.

Mike and Alex looked behind John and saw me. "What's Barrett doing here?" Mike asked. Then Alex asked, "Yeah, the question really is why is he here with you?"

John P.O.V.:

I looked at them scared and embarrassed. "If they talk about this to anyone, I'm screwed and so is Wade". I thought. Stu had the same look with a hint of confusion when I looked at him. I looked back Mike and Alex. Then my face turned angry. "They don't want anyone to know their secret either so it's win/win". I smiled at them and told them, "When I saw you two making out at the hospital, I said I didn't plan on telling, but…" "But what?" Miz interrupted. I continued, "If you don't tell our secret, then we won't tell yours. If you tell, then so do we. You wouldn't want the WWE to have a field day over its superstars being outted, now would you?" Mike folded his hands together while letting his arms hang in front of him. His face was expressionless, "Really? Really, Cena?" he said softly. "Blackmail? That's where you're going with this?" he asked. "Yeah" I said, bluntly. His face turned angry and through clinched teeth he said, "Fine! I won't tell that you and Barrett are fucking even though he's supposed to be your enemy". Then Alex chimed in, sarcastically, "Wow, Cena. You really know how to pick 'em".

My face bold, "Let me make this perfectly clear. I'm not fucking Stu". I realized I had called him Stu. Mike and Alex looked at each other, expressionless, before looking back at me. I didn't care. I continued, "I am happy with Randy and I would never cheat on him with anyone. Stu and I are just friends". Alex quickly spoke, "You're with Randy?" he asked me. "Yeah" I told him. They were in a gay relationship so I wasn't afraid to admit mine. Mike looked at Alex and whispered, "Who knew the Viper sank his fangs into a piece of cock?" I rolled my eyes, "Just don't tell about me and Randy, okay?" Mike asked, "Just about you and Randy?" I was getting annoyed. "Or about me and Barrett being at this theater together. Don't tell anyone. Especially Randy". Mikes eyes widened. "Wow, Cena. Sounds like you don't want Randy to know 'cuz you're planning on getting dick-sticked by Barrett. Tonight even unless you already gave him some".

Barrett squinted his eyes with anger and annoyance, "Are you calling John a whore or something? Look, I'm a gentleman who doesn't fuck other peoples' boyfriends, okay? Also, John would never cheat on anyone. So why don't you go your way and well go ours. All we want you to do is keep your mouth shut!" I looked at Wade with admiration. I'm going to thank him later for standing up for the both of us. "Okay" Mike said. "I'm leaving. Let's Alex". Mike was about to leave in the other direction when Barrett said, "Hey Mike!" "What?" Mike yelled and sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "Remember…Nacho Cheese", he said. We all looked at him confused. Was it code for something? We then knew what he was talking about when he made a dick-sucking gesture with his hand and mouth. He would tell about the "incident" in the theater if they told their secret. I smiled. Mike gave a "whatever" look, rolled his eyes and left with Alex.

"Thank you, very much", I told Barrett. "Anything for a friend" he told me, warming my heart. He called me "friend". "Can you believe we touched ourselves from watching them?" he asked. We both laughed. We went to our cars and after saying our goodbyes, we went our separate ways. While driving, I thought about Stu's story and how sad it was. I can't believe that I have sympathy for him, but nobody deserves to watch their mother get raped. This was probably the reason he tried to rape me. I started to feel angry. His past should have made him not want to do that. Maybe I shouldn't forgive him so soon.

I went to my hotel room before Randy came to my room to spend the night. He was talking to me about his day and how tomorrow he has to do another movie promotion. I told him that I understood since I have had to do the same thing with my movies. He wanted to have sex, but I was tired. He kissed me before I drifted off to sleep.

John's Dream

I woke up and I was facing a wall. When I looked down, my eyes widened. I was naked. I tried to back away from the wall, but after walking back a few inches, I felt something stopping me. I looked up, realizing that my arms were in the air and they were tied apart by some thin leather ropes that were tied to two separate poles. I tried to break free, but the ropes were tied really tight and I couldn't break free.

Then a bright light hit my back and I heard loud clapping. I turned my neck to my left to look behind me. Though I couldn't see much with my arms in the air, I could see that there were people behind me, sitting. A lot of people. They were clapping. What were they clapping for? I turned my head to my right and saw more audience-like people clapping.

That's when I noticed that I was on a stage. I kept wondering if those people were here to see me naked on stage. I kept struggling against the ropes. It was humiliating to have people seeing you naked and not being able to do anything about it. I also heard people whistling at me and people saying "yeah! Alright!" That made me around until I turned to my right and saw Barrett coming from behind a curtain on stage, making himself visible to the people behind me.

Everyone stood up and clapped and whistled. Upon further inspection, I saw Wade wearing leather pants and no shirt. He was barefoot. "Thank you, thank you", he told the audience. "Stu…Wade, what is this?" I yelled at him. He smirked at me. "Should we tell him guys?" he asked the audience. "Yeeeaaahh!" the audience shouted and rooted. Barrett looked at me, "Well John. You are a new contestant on my new BDSM show. You are now tied up and stripped of all clothing. All you have to do is follow the rules and then when the prize of a lifetime". Prize of a lifetime? What prize? I didn't really care what prize so I screamed, "Let me go! Why am I here? Why did you choose me?" He answered, "Because deep down, you know you want this and I want to give you this. Guys, doesn't John deserve this?" "Yeah!" they all yelled and clapped.

Barretts' voice echoed in the room, "Okay then! Let's get right down to do. Everyone knows the rules, but since this is Johns' first time here, let me repeat them. Rule 1: For the slave, nudity and bondage is a must". So that's why I'm naked. I kept struggling. "Rule 2: There are no safe words. Rule 3: The slave isn't allowed to speak". A guy came from backstage and put a harness-type mouth plug around my head so I couldn't speak. I looked closely at the guy and saw that it was The Miz. "Mike!" I mumbled, but the plug was thoroughly in my mouth so I couldn't speak. Wade hit my ass hard with a whip. "Rule 3: The slave is not allowed to speak!" he yelled at me. I tried to struggle against the rope, hoping they would break.

"Rule 4: The master may use any kinky toys that he wants". A guy wheeled out a box. From where I was, I couldn't see that they were sex toys. I could also see that the guy wheeling the toys out was Alex! I couldn't believe it 'cuz I still didn't realized that it was a dream. Alex went to Mike and they both went to sit in the audience. They both smiled at me. "Man, I wish I could cover myself", I thought. As if he could read my mind, Wade said, "Now John. Don't be embarrassed. You should be comfortable in that beautiful skin of yours. Everyone loves it…" he then whispered in my ear, "including me".

My face turned angry. I wasn't going to let Barrett fuck me in front of all these people. "Fuck you", I mumbled at him through the mouth harness. He simply replied, "No, Johnny. I believe I'm going to fuck you, not the other way around". I started to use my legs and try to kick him. I kicked him a few times in the legs and tried to kick his crotch, but he grabbed my legs. Someone came and gave him two more leather ropes that he tied to the pole, spreading my legs apart. "Rule 5: Remain submissive. That means no more resisting and trying to escape".

While this was going on, I looked behind me and saw some familiar faces, other than Mike and Alex. With those familiar faces were some that weren't familiar. I looked to over my left shoulder and saw Justin Gabriel, Heath Slater, Daniel Bryan, Gail Kim, John Morrison, Natayla, David Hart Smith, and Tyson Kidd. Then I look over my right and saw CM Punk, Mason Ryan, Drew McIntyre, Sheamus, Tiffany, Kane, Alberto Del Rio and Goldust? Why would Goldust be in my dream at all? Why were some of my friends sitting there watching this and doing nothing?

Then I heard yelling. I turned to my left and saw Randy trying to run up on stage to get to me. "John!" he yelled. "Randy…" I tried to say, but was interrupted by Barretts' barking, "Get him out of here! He's not welcome here on my show!" Show? Was this really a show? I did see cameras so maybe it was. This made me feel a little more embarrassed. That meant more people were watching me. I wanted Randy to get me out of here. "Randy!" I mumbled, saliva dripping down my mouth around the ball. He said nothing as two guys held his arms and lead him out the room, kicking.

"Alright", Barrett began. "Now we can get started!" Everyone cheered. "Okay, let's get him hard". Barrett wrapped his hand around my girth and jerked his hand from the head to the base, slowly. I tried to fight it, but a groan escaped my mouth. Barrett jerked faster when he heard me groan. I felt myself getting close. Barrett could tell by looking at me so he stopped. My erection stood high and leaked with pre-cum. Then he took out a whip and held it in the air for the audience to see. "Yeah! Use that!" I heard some yell, along with cheers encouraging Barrett.

Then without warning, Barrett hit me across my chest with the whip. I screamed, but it wasn't just pain. I was feeling a little pleasure as well. Then he hit me across the chest again. He repeated this 5 more times before I felt a few hits to the back. I kept hearing yeahs and alrights from the audience. Barrett looked at them, smiling before he hit my ass with the whip. My back arched at the stinging sensation. "That's for trying to resist!" Then he kept hitting my ass with the whip again and again and again. It kept stinging more and more and for some reason, my pleasure level increased. I felt horrible for liking this. I was feeling dirty. I looked down and saw that my skin was red. Some cuts were there and bleeding. My chest was heaving up and down while I tried to catch my breath. The pain was intense, but it felt good…no…great. Why was my body betraying me?

Then he dropped the whip. I felt relieved, but I also wanted more. "What's wrong with me?" I thought. Then Barrett switched the whip for a cattle prod. "No!" I mumbled the harness in place. Barrett smirked at me. "You'll enjoy this", he said. He zapped my left nipple. My back arched, "MMMmmmm", I said, feeling the pleasure more than the pain. Then he zapped my right and I did the same thing. He zapped me in various places including my abs, thighs, butt and chin (just for fun). I arched my back with each zap. Barrett walked behind me and opened my ass cheeks apart. Without warning, he zapped my asshole. I moaned and groaned, tugging the ropes. "I think he likes it", Barrett turned to the audience and said. They clapped and cheered. I swear I saw one give a thumbs up.

He placed the prod back in the box and I groaned in disapproval from the loss of contact. Then Barrett untied the ropes around my arms from the poles. I tried to escape again, forgetting that my legs were tied too. Barrett tied my ropes lower on the poles and then walked over and slapped me across the face. I looked at him with fear. He pointed at me, "Rule 5: No escaping! Now on your knees". There was no other way out of this so I just obeyed Barretts' orders and got on my knees.

The next move made my eyes widened. Barrett ripped off the crotch part of the leather pants and his dick sprang free. My eyes stared at the length of his girth. He was 11 inches, but still had thickness to his member and he was rock hard. How did he ever hide that in his trunks? He walked closer, his dick inches away from my face. He removed the harness. I started breathing through my mouth. He held my head. "Suck it!" he said. "Suck the whole thing!"

I looked at him disgusted. He slapped me hard. "Suck it now!" I kept my mouth closed. He slapped me two more times and I still resist. "Rule 5: No resisting". I kept my mouth closed as he kept pushing his dick against my lips, trying to breach them, but he couldn't pry my mouth open. I kept trying to move my head around, away from his dick. He slapped me again. For some reason, I liked him slapping me. It made me harder. The audience was getting worried. You can hear it in their voices. "Hold his nose shut!" Someone yelled. Barrett looked down at me and smirked. I looked up angry. He held my head with one hand and squeezed my nose shut with his thumbs.

I couldn't breathe. "Open up and suck it, bitch!" he yelled, getting angry and annoyed. It was the same look he had at the theater. "N-", when I was about to protest, he saw my mouth open a little and shoved his dick all the way in my mouth. I couldn't believe I had allowed him to enter my mouth. Barrett started fucking my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. It hurt like hell, but the pain felt good. I was really hard while he did this and I really wanted to touch myself, but Barrett would allow it. I heard people whistling at the way Barrett handled me. I started to hate them for just sitting there while Barrett raped me stage. Wait. Is it rape? The moans and groans say different.

I could have bite his dick, but for some reason I didn't. I was getting off on him fucking my mouth. I gagged a lot, but hummed a little while he did it. Barrett eventually stopped fucking my mouth and raised the ropes up again, making me stand. I didn't try to escape this time. Barrett went back to the box and took out a dildo. It was 8 inches so it was smaller than his cock, but it still a little too big to me. "Do you guys think it's time for me to use some anal play?" The audience cheered. "No!" I yelled. Barrett remembered that the harness was off so it put it back on. Then he took something else out the box and attached it to the dildo. "John, this here is something I made. This here is a drill. It will drill this dildo all the way inside you, sort of like a dildo". "No, please!" I mumbled. He didn't listen and opened up my buttocks and placed the dildo at my entrance. "Ready everybody!" "Yeah!" they yelled. Then Barrett shoved it in, making me scream behind the harness and arch my back.

It turned the device on and it was vibrating and hitting my sweet spot repeatedly. I moaned and groaned. I also screamed in pain as the device stretched my hole. The vibrations sent shivers down my spine. I was thrashing all over the place with desire. Barrett held the device in place as he got in front of me and rubbed our dicks together. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. "MMMmMMm" I moaned, leaning my head back. I was getting close so he stopped and yanked the dildo out of me, causing me to scream in pain from the rough action. I hated the loss of contact and hated myself for wanting more.

Barrett turned the device off and put it in the box. He pulls out a cage and locks my cock in it tightly, causing me to cringe. Barrett stroked himself for a few seconds, "And now the moment you all have been waiting for!" I heard cheers and people saying, "Let's get it started!" "Johnny boy's about to get it!" I heard a familiar voice say. I think it was JoMo. Barrett got behind. He gather some blood from my wounds and rubbed it on his dick, lubing himself with it. I now knew what he was about to do. He slapped and pinched my ass a few times making me cringe.

He lined himself against my entrance. I shook my head and kept mumbling no. "After this John, you're going to thank me" he was about to thrust him, but then said, "Also you won't walk straight for about two weeks" then he thrust all the way in, all 11 inches. I screamed very loud and arched my back up, raising my chest high in the air. It really hurt, but it was also very pleasurable. "Yeeeaahh!" people screamed and clapped. Barrett pulled out, leaving the head in before thrusting all the way back in. Barrett moaned. "So tight…like a virgin", he groaned. I kept moaning behind the harness with each thrust. I couldn't stop myself. It felt so damn good!

I heard Barrett make noises, indicating that he was close. Minutes later, he came. Ribbons upon ribbons of white stickiness pour and leaked out of me. Everyone stood up clapping and cheering. "Settle down, everyone. Johnny here has yet to come". They sat down and Barrett released the cage. My knees were weak and giving out on me. I was slumping. I looked down and saw that my cock was red and purple in some places. Barrett got on his knees, grabbed it at the base and started sucking me. I heard him humming around my dick. "MMMmmm", he moaned. "Ohhhh!" I moaned. "Awww, Ahhh!" I yelled, cumming without warning. As my orgasm washed over me, I slumped even further down. Everyone stood up cheered, "You go, John!" or "Way to lay it on him, Barrett!" Barrett rubbed my head and whispered in my ear, "You make a great slave". Then he reached up and released the ropes holding my arms. I fell forward and when my face hit the floor, I woke up.

End of John's Dream

I sat up and looked around. I just realized that I had been sleeping. What did that dream mean? Why would my friends be in my dream and not help me? Well, I did ask Barrett to let me go. I didn't really ask my friends to help me, but they should have even if it was a dream. I decided to interpret the dream as telling me that Barrett is still a monster who would humiliate me any chance he got and that my friends see it. But wait. They cheered it on. What did that mean?

I looked at Randy. Randy was still asleep and I smiled. He looked so peaceful for once. That movie is taking a lot out of him. I looked at myself. I was sweating and I had cum in my pants boxers. My face turned angry. I thought about that time Barrett tried to rape me ad that dream I just had. I shouldn't be dreaming about him when I already have a loving boyfriend. Plus, he tried to rape me. He humiliated me in the past and stole my privacy.

I held my face in my hands and sighed. I can't believe I enjoyed it. I didn't know that I was asleep so I moaned when Barrett did those things when I thought I was awake in my dream. Does this make me a slut or a whore? Damn! I just need to stay away from Barrett, especially this Monday when The Nexus and The Corre meet. I'll avoid him in the halls. I'll treat him with the same hate that I have for CM Punk. They both tried or are still trying to ruin my career and my life when I hadn't done any wrongdoing to them to begin with.

I sighed. "I haven't forgiven the man and already I'm having sex dreams about him", I thought. Just a month ago, I hated his guts with my whole body and soul and now he thinks a few smooth words are going to make me have sympathy. No way! I went back to sleep and didn't dream of Wade Barrett…or Stu.

I didn't know whether to call him Wade or Stu so I used both. Two sex scenes, huh? Did you guys like that? They were both every kinky. I just came up with those scenes. Read the next chapter. Special thanks to cenarko1986 and Dio Della Morte. Please Review.