THE HOME OWNER AND THE TWO ROBBERS
JOHN BOTTOM
John Cena was shaving in the bathroom mirror after a long, hot shower. It was Valentine's Day and he was getting ready to go on a date with his sexy boyfriend and he wanted to look his best. He had prepared his bed upstairs with rose petals and set two scented candles out to light after they returned home for a romantic night of passion. John whistled as he shaved his face and applied some cologne, wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist. The man was so happy he did not even hear the front door open or see the two masked men creeping inside the house.
Randy Orton and Wade Barrett were two of the most talented robbers in the state. They worked well as a team and were both large, intimidating men. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with. They had set their sights on this particular house for months but the two gay lovers that owned the property always seemed to be at home. Randy had finally grown so tired of waiting they had spied on the house until they knew only one of the men was home. The home owner was muscular and fit, but Randy knew that together they could easily take him down.
Walking silently through the house, Wade motioned to Randy and pointed toward the bathroom to tell his partner the man was in there. They had to act fast. John was applying lotion to his face after shaving when he saw the reflection of a masked man in the mirror. Immediately, a large arm pulled his head back and clamped a hand over John's mouth keeping him quiet. John tried to fight the man off, but the attacker pinned his arms behind his back and pushed his body over the bathroom sink.
"Get this fucker's hands tied, Orton." Wade called as he struggled to keep the struggling man pinned. "This man is strong as hell."
Randy came to Wade's aid and began to bind John's hands behind his back. John was fighting with all he had, but the two men worked together and soon he was tied and rendered helpless. John's towel had fallen to the floor in the scuffle leaving their captive naked and vulnerable to their hungry eyes.
"You'd better let me fucking go!" John hissed as he pulled his mouth from Wade's hand. "My boyfriend will be home soon and then your asses are in big trouble. He is a professional wrestler for the WWE."
Randy tipped back his head and laughed loudly at the threat. "That's fucking hilarious, Boy. Everyone knows the WWE is nothing but fake shit. Those wrestler's couldn't fight to save their life. I knew there was a reason why you have such a nice place. Now where do you keep your valuables and electronics? Tell me quick and we'll leave and you and lover boy can still enjoy your evening together."
"Our TV and computers are upstairs in the bedroom." John said angrily, just wanting the men to leave. Wade picked up the bound John and threw him over his shoulder carrying him up the stairs. "Hey, I can walk!" John protested at the action feeling like a damsel in distress.
Wade slapped his bare ass. "Quiet now, it's more fun to carry you anyway."
Randy followed behind the other man and they were soon in the large master bedroom. "Wow" Randy whistled as he looked the room over. "You and lover boy have quite the night planned." The large bed was turned down and covered in rose petals. Candles sat around waiting to be lit and a pair of red fuzzy handcuffs rested on a pillow.
"Hey, Buddy." Wade turned to Randy with a smirk as he once again slapped John's wiggling ass playfully. "You think we have the time to have a little fun before we get out of here?"
"No! Just take what you want and leave me alone!" John was kicking so hard that Wade dumped the man on the bed.
Randy straddled the man holding him in place. "Sure, let's have some fun with the bitch. He probably never had fun with two real men before. His boyfriend is probably some weakling wannabe wrestler with a bad gimmick and no balls." Randy looked down at the man's terrified eyes. He reached inside his jeans and pulled out his impressive cock, his knees holding John's head in place. "Suck my cock, Slut. And if you even think about biting, I will personally cut yours off." Randy shoved his dick into John's mouth hard and began to fuck the man's unwilling mouth. John's face turned red and he gagged on the thick member being shoved down his throat. "That's it you fucking slut. Gag on my shit. Hey, Barrett, strip yourself down. You get to make the whore choke next."
"Well, seeing as we've given our names away we might as well remove our masks." Wade pulled the stuffy mask off his face as he stripped off the rest of his clothing.
Randy pulled his off as well while his used his other hand to stuff the sexy home owner's mouth full of his now erect manhood. "You tell anyone about this and we'll come back here and make you watch us have our way with your loser of a boyfriend."
"Hey, Orton, look, here's their cell phone." Wade picked up the phone off the stand by the couple's bed. "Let's put the handcuffs and shit on this slut and take a sexy picture to leave for his boyfriend to find. It would be a nice touch."
Randy looked nervously at the phone. "Shit, I don't think so, Man. That's not a good idea."
"Oh, come on, Orton. Grow some damn balls." Wade picked up the fuzzy handcuffs off the pillow along with a red ballgag he found laying on top of the dresser. "Quit hogging the slut and let's get him ready for the picture."
"I still don't like this idea, Man. All sorts of bad shit can come from this." As soon as Randy moved off John's body the man jumped from the bed and ran for the door with his hands still bound behind his back.
"Oh no, you don't." Wade grabbed the man by the waist and pulled him back into the room. In a matter of minutes he had John laying face down on the bed with his hands cuffed behind his back and the red ball strapped tightly in his mouth. "Head down, ass in the air, Slut. Let your boyfriend see that pretty hole." Wade ordered as he slapped John's ass hard.
John whimpered at the hard blow and assumed the humiliating position. Wade stepped back and took two pictures from two different angles. For the last picture, Wade took John's large cock and pulled it down between his legs so it was visible from the back shot of his raised ass.
Randy snatched the phone and sat it upside down back on the dresser. "Enough pictures." He snarled growing impatient. "Are we gonna fuck the whore or not?"
"Patience, patience Randal." Wade slipped a finger inside of John's exposed hole and began pumping to open up the man's ass. "You ever take two big cocks in that ass, Boy?"
John shook his head no and whimpered in response to the stimulation. "You're going to love it. You've never felt so full." Wade was adding a second finger now.
"I'm first in the slut's ass." Randy pulled Wade's fingers out and pushed his cock inside burying himself to the hilt in a possessive manner. 'I'm the one that saw his ass first."
Not wanting to start a fight with his partner in crime, Wade let the matter drop and allowed Randy to fuck the sexy man below. John was moaning and soon widening his legs and arching his back in pleasure. 'See." Randy gloated. "He fucking loves my cock in his ass. I told you he wanted me first."
Wade rolled his eyes and climbed on the bed carefully pushing his cock in alongside Randy's. "You ever fucked a man's ass with another man, Orton? The friction is hot as hell."
Randy lost a little of his competitive spirit as he felt how good their cocks felt rubbing together in John's tight ass. Soon all three men were groaning in bliss as the forced threesome got more aggressive. Randy and Wade were matching each other stride for stride and John felt full to the point of overflowing. He reached his orgasm first, crying into the rubber ball as he shot onto the bed sheets below him. Spurred on by his scream of passion, Randy and Wade came soon after almost at the same time and filling John to the brim with their warm cum.
"Okay, you had your fun. Now get out Wade." Randy said as he unbuckled the gag from his lover's mouth.
"Randy!" John chided ashamed at his boyfriend's behavior. "What the fuck is wrong with you? That's the way you treat the man who made your boyfriend's fantasy come true on Valentine's Day?"
"It's ok, John. Believe me, I understand. I probably wouldn't want to share either. I can find my way out." Wade got dressed and turned to go. "It's been a lot of fun, Boys. Enjoy the rest of your night."
"Thanks, Wade." John smiled broadly. "And Randy thanks you too."
"Like hell I do." Randy mumbled as the Brit left their house.
"Randal Keith Orton are you trying to ruin our special day?" John looked at Randy in fury.
Randy pulled John to him and kissed him soundly on the mouth. 'I'm sorry, Johnny. I'll play nice."
"Now that our role play is over how about some sweet loving with my sexy Viper?" John teased climbing on the bed and laying on his back. The two smiled lovingly at each other and once again the world faded away as they found pleasure in one another's arms.