Two Sides of the Same Coin

by JadeRose1

John Cena finds that his hidden desires are awakened when he is taught a lesson by his boyfriend Randy Orton with the help of the Undertaker. Randy, likewise discovers he has a dark side that needs to be released. Things are going well until Wade decides to take matters into his own hands. Supernatural Centon Slash Co written with rose waldron9

20. Chapter 20

(Here is the second update. Thanks for all the feedback. We will be updating Skirting the Fringe tomorrow.) Jade and Rose

Taker had worked on setting a bonfire up that cast a light over the whole area. Throughout the day he finished preparations. He then headed over to John. "Last chance, John. This isn't a game. It will change your life forever."

John's eyes held a deep conviction as he looked up at Taker. "I'm not changing my mind. I want to be a part of your world...to be like Randy."

"Okay...now you can decide if you want to strip down fully or just your shirt." Taker told John.

John paused a moment then started to strip. "Might as well...nothing you two haven't seen anyway." He sat his clothing aside in a neat pile, ever the perfectionist.

"Okay. Come on over." Taker lead John to the canopy that Randy was already standing under. There was a mat on the ground. At each of the corners was a clay or stone bowel that had some sort of ground substance inside. "Please lay down, John." Taker's voice was grim and serious.

John gave Randy a look before moving to lay down. He tried to stay as calm as possible, Taker moved to kneel on one side of John. He then looked at Randy with a nod. Randy moved to the other side. He leaned down to kiss John slightly. After Randy moved, Taker took his index finger, the long nail visable before he began to use it to carve some strange patterns on John's chest. As he did, he slowly began speaking in some strange language. Randy made a cut across his own hand. "Just close your eyes and try to relax." Randy told John before he moved his hand over the cuts Taker made, allowing his blood to seep into the cuts.

"Love you." John said softly before closing his eyes. His world went dark as he focused to keep his breathing calm and steady.

"You too." Randy whispered before he stood up and back. He knew his part was over. If this worked...when it worked it would give him a connection to John. It would be the draw of his blood that would attract the being to inhabit John. That did give Randy a little more sense of peace over this whole thing. Taker finished then moved to light the contents of the four bowls. Thick smoke billowed from them into the air, filling under the canopy and around the edges. Even if he did not wish to, Randy focused to leave the area. As he closed his eyes, he tried to picture the hotel and soon faded into a plume of mist, floating away in the growing darkness.

Taker moved to sit on the ground just outside the border the bowls formed. He closed his eyes to meditate and continue the archaic chants. John could see nothing but darkness with his eyes closed. He could hear the pounding of his own heart and Taker's deep voice as it seemed to chant on and on. Thoughts filled his mind of Randy and the last time they had connected. Soon, John could feel his body growing heavier, as if it wanted to be pushed into the ground. The same time it felt like something wrapped around him, pulling up on him. There was an intense feeling as he was being pulled in two parts. His physical self left behind on the ground as his spiritual or soul was torn into the air above the now shell.

John could actually see his body and Taker chanting from above. It reminded him of movies he had watched on TV of people having near death experiences. It was terrifying and surreal at the same time. He could remember Taker and Randy warning him that his would happen. Time seemed to gain a different flow as night and day seemed to want to blur to John's senses. He saw strange looking creatures moving outside of the edges of the canopy. Some were like shadows, others hideous unearthly beings. Some stood on two legs, others four. They had been summoned with the promise of a strong host for one of them.

John watched the creatures in morbid fascination. Not being in a physical body while he still felt fear there were no ways of showing it such as sweating or passing out. He had always been a man who believed in the supernatural being raised by a Catholic mother. John noticed there was no sign of Taker...at least not exactly. Where he was sitting seemed to now be crouching one of the beasts that looked to be a cross between a human and a goat. Hoofed feet and odd shaped legs were coated in fur. Gnarled flesh covered its upper body. It's hands were talon like claws.

John looked at the creature, studying it. Was that the being inside of his Master? What would dwell in his own body? A creature that may have been describe as almost an old fashion werewolf moved its way under the canopy. It moved faintly on all fours. It's large head tilted to look up toward where John's essence was floating. It snarled with teeth bared. It then turned into a mist and began heading for his body. Only one soul could rightfully inhabit right? What if it tried to get into it where would that leave John?

John felt a sense of urgency as he tried to move toward his body. He had to get into his body again before his soul was lost forever. The mist stopped hovering nearby the circle where his soul hovered near it. The mist then rushed his spiritual self, knocking it away from his body. The two essences for lack of a word tumbled over each other. As they spun John saw the form of the creature again. The fearsome demon grabbed hold of him and snapped its massive jaw toward John's face.

John jerked his face away to avoid the jaws of the creature. He was a strong soul and a stubborn one.

'It's open for me.' John hear a snarled like tone in his mind. The creature made a swipe for John's chest. It's nails were like razors.

John moved quickly but the nails grazed his chest. He gave a small cry. "You are not going in without me. That body is mine as well." He somehow said in a loud tone. The two side fought back and forth before an odd, unspoken truce was formed. The creature turned back to mist before enveloping the spiritual form. John could feel as it seeped into him. John found out opening himself up caused another struggle as they began to merge the creature wanted to try to consume him from within.

John could feel his normally good heart and calm temper want to become replaced with thoughts of carnality. He wanted to kill, eat, and destroy anything in his path. He fought to remain in control and not let the creature consume him. Darkness slowly claimed John. Was it the end? Did he lose? Pain filled his senses then a nothingness. Time seemed to stand still for John. He knew nothing. There was nothing but a deep, empty void. No sights, smells, or sounds reached his senses.

The day had passed and Taker opened his eyes. The bonfire was little more than embers. The smoke had cleared away. He stood up, moving the check on John. He saw the cuts he made were healed. All that remained was the dried blood. Now, Taker just had to hope there was two inside and not just one. He knelt down, touching John's shoulder. "Ready to greet your new world my boy?"

There was nothing from the younger man for a few long minutes. Slowly, his blue eyes opened. There was a new hardness in their depths. He gave a sound very similar to a growl. Next, came a howl most would equate with a werewolf as he leapt to his feet. His eyes had the look of a predator. Taker stood up. He held up his hand. "Still yourself." He commanded.

John paused, his head tilting. Memories wanted to fill his head all at once, confusing him. "Master?" The word was spoken in a gruff tone.

"Good...think that answers my question. You both are there." Taker commented. He reached a hand to touch John's face.

John's eyes drifted shut at the touch. "I saw him...a werewolf." He said in a voice so unlike his own. It was deeper, more primal in nature. Almost like two voices echoing off the other, his natural voice mixed with that of an animal.

"That is the form it took for you...they come in different guises." Taker pulled his hand back. "Go to the fields at the bottom on the mountain. You will cross either elk or boars. Seek your fill of them then return."

"Yes, Master." The words were hardly spoken before John disappeared. He had never felt so alive. He could feel the cool air on his naked skin as he moved with grace and speed, something he could never have done before due to his bulky build. In the lush field, he came across a large elk. The creature inside him took over and he gave chase, ripping into the large animal to feed. All he knew was the urge to kill and eat.

Taker kept a tab on John's energy even at a distance and moved to bring the fire back to life. He then vanished in a plume of smoke like mist to track his newest member. John had always had an appetite but now he was near insatiable. He had ripped apart two elk and was working on a boar, the blood pouring down his eager throat. It was like the sweetest water to his tongue. Blood coated his naked body and was smeared on his face.

Taker appeared nearby, following the path of carnage. "Mustn't be wasteful." He moved to one of the discarded elk nearby and ripped some of the left flesh eating it. "Take your fill...but don't become a blight." Deep growls left John as he continued to rip at the boar's meat. The warm blood was like sweet honey to him. The creature inside only wanted to consume. Taker removed a hunting knife to butcher some of the leftover elk carcass. He then looked at John. "Done?" John gave a grunt but nodded as he dropped the boar's carcass and neared Taker. It was strange, seeing the normally soft, blue eyes so primal and fierce. "Back to camp." Taker ordered before he took off in an inhuman run for the mountain trail.

John gave chase after the older man. His face and body were coated in animal blood. Oddly, he out ran Taker and reached the camp first. Taker looked at John before moving to set the carved meat on some hot coals at the edge of the fire. "You were able to outrun me with ease...Interesting." John just looked at Taker, studying him. He felt a deep drawing to the older man...a need to obey. Memories in the back of his mind seemed faded and distant...like they were from another lifetime. He could see Taker playing with him...using him. The creature inside relished the lust from the sexual memories.

"You're worked up for another hunger aren't you?" Taker addressed him. "Cardinal wants...but you are trying to feel if you are a giver or a taker."

"Yes." John said in an animalistic voice as he neared Taker. "So...confused...memories I think."

"The man you fought. Your soul you merged with." Taker told him as he started to strip. "He's my pet."

John looked taken back by the statement. The creature inside him was strong and dominant. "No...can't be...I'm one of the strongest of our kind...many bow to me." John stood tall and proud. "I am no man's pet...surely."

"Maybe you can show him the other side...but I assure you...he is...or at least was my pet. The blood that drew you into him was that of his partner. Another of the stronger line." Taker told him.

"I feel it...he is dark...marked with ink...I see him." John said gruffly. He lowered his head as images flashed through his mind. The creature was at war with the submissive soul inside.

"Yes, his name here is Randy." Taker told him. "Yours is John."

The eyes softened slightly when John's head raised. "I...remember." His cock stood hard from his filthy body.

"Good, it's a start. Now get down by the fire and permit me to fill that other hunger you have." Taker told him firmly.

Something in the younger man's body forced him to obey. He walked and got down beside the fire, resting on all fours. "I remember...pain is a drug to me." He said lowly.

"Yes...and now you are more resilient to take it." Taker told John as he moved behind him on the ground. Strong nails moved to grip into the ample flesh. The tips began piercing the skin.

John gave a heated growl at the feeling. "Yes...more." Taker used the blood to coat his cock before using it to take John with no additional lube or prep. Deep growl like sound left his own lips. "Yes! Yes!" The words were growled out from John's lips as his body was rattled. He let out almost a howl much like that of a wolf.

Taker moved his hands to grip each of John's shoulders. Letting his nail bite into the flesh as he took a hard brutal pace with the smaller man, know there was no need to hold back the power and strength. Visions filled John's mind as a grunted in bliss. "I want the other one...Randy. I want him to bury himself down my throat to silence me while you fill my ass."

"You'll see him in a week." Taker told him between grunts. "He had to keep up appearances of his human life."

"Fill pulled...in two directions...need to please you both." John admitted. He gave a roar as he came suddenly, painting the ground under him.

"In time, my faithful." Taker told him as he continued. "Now for my fill of you though."

Fully sated with blood and sex for now some of the creature rested, letting John's true essence come forward. "Yes, Master." His voice grew more human. Taker moaned at the feeling. He lasted a good amount of time before he cried out with a primal sound before he came, flooding John's body. Taker released John's shoulder and moved to sit behind him on the ground.

John moved to sit as well. He was so confused. "I feel strange." He voiced lowly. "Like myself...but someone else."

"You will have that struggle for quite a while." Taker told him. "I still do at times." He moved, reaching for the meat on the coals and flipped them.

John leapt to his feet. "Daddy...will be worried...I can go see him...I know how."

"NO!" Taker stated firmly. "I will contact him later. You try to leave now the creature will only cause havoc. It slaughtered three large beasts without thought. What do you think it would do to a sea of people?" A flash of darkness crossed John's eyes a moment but he nodded before slowly sitting back down. His good heart would not allow him to put others in danger. "The fact you know him already and still show concern and attachment is a good sign." Taker tried to assure John.

"Feel pulled by you both...the other part doesn't want to lower itself...yet longs to serve." John tried to explain. "I thought...I would only feel that for my maker."

"I performed the ritual to draw it to you, but Randy's blood was used in it." Taker told him. "I will contact Randy later I promise."

"Thank you." John moved to Taker, not even noticing his filthy appearance. He nuzzled his face in Taker's chest.

"Of course." Taker moved to pet John's head. "I will bring a camp shower up later for you to use."

John gave a contented sound at the touch. "Knew...I'd make it back."

"I know it wasn't easy though." Taker told him.

"No...it's so strong..."John admitted with a faint growl. "Primal..." He felt a pulling to Randy...seeing his face. "Daddy." He whispered. "Feels like I need you both...to be complete."

"Stay put." Taker told him. "I will go to the jeep and call him. He may still be in the show though...then it will take him time to get here." John nodded and stayed where he was told. Taker got up and moved to his jeep. He placed the called and as he expected he got a voicemail. "It worked, and would greatly appreciate you returning. I know it may be rough. We can handle it when you arrive." Taker hung up, returning to John's side. "I had to leave a message."

John nodded, giving an almost whimper. "Don't know why I feel this way." The voice once again took on a more primal tone. "Drawn to you both."

"I helped bind you two...but his blood is what drew you...connected you two." Talker told him as he sat on the ground again.

"Why do I wish to serve you?" John asked.

"Normal between our kind when given new flesh." Taker told him. "The one who calls you forward holds a lot of power if we choose to use it."

"You both have this...power?" John asked, his eyes dark.

"I don't know if Randy does or not...from how you are acting...maybe." Taker told him. "When Randy was joined he hardly remembered you when he saw you. You on the other hand are craving to see him. It's possible using his blood for the joining made you a rare case in which you have two makers."

John suddenly let out an angry growl, holding his head. "There is another one...such as we are...he is trying to take the inked one...Randy from him. He feels afraid...jealousy...sadness." When John's head rose a darkness glinted in his eyes, causing them to almost glow in the dark. "He promised he would play nice...but he's not."

Taker looked at John. "Must be Wade...He is the one that performed the joining on Randy. He must be using the influence he has over him." Taker drew a deep breath. "I did the joining on him years ago. He was obedient to me until about two years ago." He focused on Jonh again. "Unlike John...who asked for you to join him...Randy did not. He was forced...it was either accept or die from it."

John's eyes looked dangerous. "My other part cries alone at night while he is pulled away...I see the memories...they are always on his mind. Things will change now...I'll be watching."

"Be careful...I know you tell me you are a strong one of our kind...so is the one within Randy. He may get torn between the connection there seems to be between you two and the connection he had to Wade as he creator." Taker told him. "If Wade see you as a threat to him...he may try to use Randy to protect himself."

John slowly nodded. "I will bide my time. I will not stir up trouble unless it is needed."

"Smart." Taker replied. He moved to lay on his back on the ground, looking up at the stars. John moved to lay next to Taker. His arms were tucked behind his head. A war went on continually inside his body of which part would speak and take control. He looked up at the moon, giving a small howl. "See you are enjoying the more animalistic traits." Taker commented.

"I connect strongly to the wolf...in many aspects." Came the gruff reply.

"I see." Taker replied simply.

"I can't seem to get enough." John said in a husky tone. "A part would like to mount you...ride your cock under the stars."

Taker gave a low growl. "Get me built up and go for it." He smirked. John needed no further encouragement. He moved quickly to hover over his maker, taking the dirty member into his mouth to suck. He moaned at the coppery taste of his own blood.

Taker gave a groan, laying his hand back on his hands. "Yeah, it's it….let me feel all of you again." He spoke with a faint snarl. John moaned and panted through his nose as he took Taker down to the base and then up again, sucking on the pliable length. The length hardened and wanted to faintly pulse at the attention.

John pulled off and looked at the older man. He moved to face him as he lined up and sank down on the hard length. "So big." He growled, his head thrown back in the moonlight.

"Mmmm Yeah." Taker growled. He moved his head, almost surprised to see John facing him. Seeing as the fire and moonlight reflected off his skin.

John rode Taker at an almost leisurely pace. "He wanted to face you." John moaned as if reading Taker's mind. "He wants the connection...he is feeling confusing emotions for you." The moon and stars lit the night sky, showing John's almost flawless skin, only marred by dried blood.

Taker panted with a nod. "Just wasn't expecting it." His licked his lips. John continued to slowly move, moaning loudly as the thick length brushed over his prostate again and again. Taker took in the slow almost methodical movements. Once again it wasn't what he expected. He would not complain though.

"Yes, Master...feels so good." John's natural voice floated in the breeze, full of deep longing. "I could ride you all night."

"Mmmm Interesting way to pass the time." Taker moaned.

"Isn't it?" John agreed with a moan. The need in him grew, driving him to pick up speed a little.

"Yeah, that's it...Don't hold back." Taker encouraged as his hands moved to grip at John's thighs.

Desire flashed in John's eyes, making them almost seem to glow again. He began a harder pace, his eyes almost scorching as they studied Taker. "My Master...you opened me for the pain...and now I can't get enough of you." The words were almost snarled.

Taker let his nails cut into John's thighs. "Enjoy, my pet...feels good." Taker moaned.

John gave growls of lust as he continued. It went on for quite some time until he gave a cry and came, his muscles tightening around his maker's throbbing member. Taker panted and growled, finishing only a few moments after John. "Fuck, that was intense." He commented as he released John's thighs.

"Yes it was." John panted as he looked down at Taker. "Best part...no more passing out after sex. I'm not even that tired."

Taker gave a deep laugh. Suddenly, the odd pull John felt earlier about finding Randy seemed to intensify. The smile left John's face as he began to look around. A frustrated growl passed his lips. "Need him...where is he?" John's voice changed to the more primal tone.

"Am I interrupting something?" Randy asked as he stepped out from behind the tent, seeing the two bodies in the firelight. His head cocked slightly, seeing John on top, knowing how much he hated doing that for him before.

"No." John said in a growl. His eyes studied Randy with desire. "We were just...connecting."

"Seems like you still are." Randy commented, walking cautiously closer. "Your speech is very clear." He observed. "You know me already?"

John gave a slow nod. "The other part loves you...I feel drawn to you...My maker called you here because I asked for you." John moved off Taker to stand. He gave a shudder as he neared Randy. "You are strong...such as I am."

Randy slowly nodded. "I been told I am stronger than the one who called me."

"I am one of the strongest...I feel a kinship in you." John growled. He looked Randy up and down.

A deep, heated growl left Randy's lips as his steely eyes gained a glow to them. They slowly raked up and down John's body before something in him wanted to pounce the older man to wrestle him to the ground. He was not the least bit deterred by the blood or dirt covering John's flesh. Taker stood up, faintly amused by the sight. John gave a sound of surprise but soon recovered. He ended up on his back in the dirt. His own eyes glowed as he seemed to fight for dominance but did not push Randy off.

Randy's nails lightly scratched John's arm under him. Heated growls and pants left his mouth before he moved to claim John's lips. The heated sounds turned almost hungry in nature. John gave similar sounds as he parted his lips to return the kiss. Their tongues mated almost harshly, both fighting for dominance as the lust was thick between them. "Think I will take my leave for a few ." Taker commented. Randy just lifted his head a moment to show he heard Taker but then went back down to John. The older man shook his head, chuckling before he gathered his clothing and vanished.

John's head wanted to spin as Randy all but consumed him. His soul relished the domination while the creature fed off the lust. The fact that the creature in Randy was his equal seemed to make it easier for the creature in John to give in. Randy got up and started to strip, the fire light reflecting off his tan skin in a golden hue. "You...are...magnificent." John growled. There was a hint of awe in his tone.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Randy replied as he finished and stroked his cock. His eyes flickered with the hunger he felt. "Nothing to hold me back now." He smirked.

"Pain is like a drug to him...to me." John snarled. "I've already been claimed twice since the joining but I need you to feel complete."

"Gladly." Randy told John before moving to almost pounce on top of him. He moved to his knees and his hands moved, feeling over the cut's on John's thighs from Taker's nails. A deep heated sound left his lips before he began moving John's legs around him so he could move to fill John. Of course, John was still stretched and filled from Taker so it was not hard at all to get in.

John's head went back with a sound of bliss at the filling. His hands reached for Randy as if to pull him closer. Randy hand's went to John's waist, nails biting in as he gave hard, heated thrusts. John could now see some of the more beastiual traits there were hidden before. "Yes...take me." John growled out. He paused a moment. "Try something? Take me from behind? I relate strongly to that of a wolf."

"It didn't work before but sure we can try it once." Randy replied as he moved to let go of John and pull out.

John moved with speed and agility to his hands and knees. "Hurry...I feel so empty."

Randy moved to take John again. His hands gripped John's waist to take him hard and fast. His mouth came to kiss John's left shoulder before actually biting into it in a gripping hold. John let out a sound that was a mix between a human moan and a howl. "Yes! Ohhh...Daddy." He exclaimed. Randy just growled as he continued, not releasing the bite. He felt a lustful hunger he had been lacking for some time. A renewed vigor as any restraint he had with John had been removed.

John gave loud cries at the feeling. It was so liberating to feel strong and alive. To be away from people and be as loud as he desired. His body trembled as waves of energy washed over him. Randy's moved one hand from John's waist to his cock to jerk him with the harsh thrusts. "So...sensitive, Daddy." John moaned. For the moment his voice sounded almost normal again.

Randy released the bite, licking over the mark. "You just feel so good...won't last." Randy told him thickly.

"Fill me then...I won't be too far behind." John told him.

"Oh fuck, Johnny." Randy moaned he bore down, finishing a few minutes later. He buried his face against John's back as he cried out as he filled John. Between the three times it isn't a surprise that some of it wanted to squeeze out around Randy's cock still buried inside.

Feeling himself dripping seemed to push John over the edge as he cried out his third orgasm. He actually felt spent, his heart racing as he panted for breath. Randy let go and fell back panting. "Damn." He almost whispered. He went from sitting on his knees to laying back.

John moved to sit on the ground. "Guess...taking me from behind is no longer an issue." He chuckled. "I...saw my other half...he looks like a werewolf."

Randy chuckled faintly. "Guess not...and I'm not sure about my other part...seems you remember more than I do."

"It was a fight...he's strong." John panted. "Because Taker used your blood it seems I'm a bit of an oddity...I'm drawn to you both like two makers."

"That's good I guess...just hope it doesn't put you too much at war with yourself." Randy told him. He gave a faint groan, closing his eyes.

"You okay?" John moved quickly to Randy's side, studying him.

"Dizzy." Randy told him faintly.

"You need to eat. I know where we are allowed." John stood and hoisted Randy over his shoulder. He ran at inhuman speed to the area Taker had shown him before. Reaching it, he sat Randy down and took off after a boar he saw nearby. Randy blinked and slowly stood, not even registering how fast John had moved them. He looked over the darkened field lit only by the moonlight. The squeal of the pig could be heard as John tore out the throat. He moved to Randy's side, offering the warm animal. "Feed...get strong." His eyes were dark again.

Randy snarled with a growl at the smell of the fresh kill before he dropped down to tear into it like the hungry breast the was hidden inside. John looked content his maker was feeding before he left his side to look for his own kill. Another squeal cut the air as he attacked another boar that were so plentiful in Texas. Randy took his time enjoy what seemed like a rare treat. He had not remembered a fresh feed since his first week joining. John carried his kill to Randy's side and tore into the meat. He had an appetite before and now was near insatiable. The blood coated his face as he gulped the warm liquid like a fine wine.

Randy gave a growl as John got near. Without human words, it could be told how much he was enjoying. Sharp talon nails tore meat from bone to savor it. Enjoying the meat with the blood seemed more satisfying them blood alone. John focused until his own nails grew sharp and he followed suite. The night was quiet except for the happy growls as the two men enjoyed the meat.

As the men were gone Taker returned. He saw the site was empty, but he could still sense John nearby. He figured he took Randy down below to hunt since Randy would have been weakened from the long trip. He moved to set up the camp shower he carried with him. John looked at Randy once they had devoured all the meat. "You good? Need more?" He checked.

Randy looked over licking his lips. "Good...more than I had in long time."

"I had an elk and two boar earlier." John admitted. "We'll make sure you feed more regularly now."

"Not easy in big cities." Randy commented.

"We'll go outside of town on our day off." John moved to kiss Randy deeply, the blood thick on his tongue. Randy growled, grabbing to hold John returning the kiss.

The kiss broke and John gave a dark grin. "We're going to have so much fun together...if you ever want a good pounding I think my other part can give it...I just let him take over."

"Nice...I...I know you didn't like it." Randy commented. "Should we head back for the camp before the sun rises?" John nodded and took off running at his superhuman speed for the camp. "Damn." Randy took off after John, not even realizing the speed he could reach himself if he tried. John still beat him as he had a head start.

They reached the camp in no time. John was laughing as Randy was right behind him. His face and chest were streaked with fresh blood. "Morning, Boys." Taker greeted them. "So, John showed you the hunting grounds near here I see."

"Yeah." Randy told him. "No harm right?"
"Nope...as long as it is mostly boars...things are a damned blight to the crops. Of course I showed John there are elk there too, but don't want those thinned too much." Taker explained.

"We just had the boar." John told Taker. His body smelled of blood and cum and was streaked with dirt. His ass, legs, and stomach were especially muddy where the cum had caused the dirt to stick. It was odd for the normally clean cut man.

"That's fine." Taker told him. "I have a shower set up for you John so you can get clean. Then I guess you can clean after him, Randy if there is enough water."

"Okay...thanks." Randy replied. He chuckled, looking at both their appearance. "So, no one will see us out there? Well, more so John once I leave."

"If you stick to night time hunts...no." Taker commented.

John nodded as if seeing himself for the first time. He walked to clean in the camp shower. "He seemed to be very clear headed already." Randy told Taker.

"Yes, I did notice that. A test will come when I go out with him in a couple days. See how much I need to reel him back when he gets around people." Taker stated.

Randy slowly nodded. "To make sure he doesn't view them as just another beast to devour."
"Exactly." Taker replied.

John was gone for quite awhile. When he returned he was still nude but looked clean. He appeared much more human but there was a new darkness in his blue eyes. "Thanks...Master."

"Of course, John….how full did the bladder look still?" Taker asked.

"There should be enough for Daddy." John replied.

"Thanks, Johnny." Randy told him heading for the shower area.

Taker looked John over. "Randy and I were both discussing how surprised we are over your quick adjustment."

"It's still there." John told him. "Seems when I keep it sated with blood and sex it's content in the background."

Taker nodded. "Still surprising. I remember what I saw of Randy's adjustment...and what Wade went through."

John gave a hint of his dimples. "Told you I'm stubborn."

"Yes, you like to make that quite clear." Taker laughed. "Since you seem to be doing so well...maybe I will try your test sooner than planned. You pass I will let you stay in the guest house for the week."

"Test?" John looked a little confused.

"A drive...around people." Taker commented simply. "See how well you deal with the influx of stimulation."

John nodded. "I have no idea how I'll react."

"Which is why I will have you in a car with me." Taker told him. "I will not try to have influence over you unless you begin to rage." Taker told him. Randy came back from washing, shaking off his body like an animal.

John eyed Randy but shook off the feeling. "It is normal to want you both to fuck me blind every second?"

"It will fade...well, calm down in time." Taker tried not to laugh. "The wonders of youth."

"Maybe I should redress." Randy commented. "Cover temptation." He moved for his discarded clothing.

"Party pooper." John teased as he watched Randy.

Randy stuck his tongue out at John. "You get filled any more it will be coming out of your ears." He laughed.

"I washed it out." John protested. He walked close to Taker and actually gave a yawn.

"Go in the tent and rest, John." Taker told him. "Might as well take the other cot, Randy."
"What about you?" Randy asked.

"I'm charged at the moment I'll be fine." Taker told him.

John nodded. He buried his face in Taker's chest for a moment before pulling away and walking into the tent to lay down. Randy turned, following John. He took the second cot as instructed while Taker remained outside, cleaning the camp site. John got comfortable to rest. "Were you worried about me, Daddy?" He asked.

"What kind of question was that, Babe? Of course I was." Randy replied. "I was relieved to get Taker's call...just was confused when he said to come back."

"I was craving you...needed you." John admitted. "It will be hell when you leave...but I know you have to."

"Yeah...and I can't keep coming back. It would just be too draining." Randy sighed.

"I'll try not to complain too much...the other side craves you...it goes beyond just love." John said as his eyes closed. "I see now how you feel about Wade...I'm sorry.

"So, now you see how I can I want him...even if I don't like him?" Randy asked.

"Y...Yes." John said after a minute. "As long as you enjoy being with him I'll cope." A possessive growl passed his lips. "Sorry...the creature is a bit...possessive."

"I understand." Randy told him. "As for it's possessiveness of me being your boyfriend...it should see as it is drawn to me and Taker...I am to Wade."

"Doesn't like it though...I think it's a bit prideful. It sees Wade as weaker because we are the strong ones...Taker is my maker so it's different." John sighed. "I'd like to see Wade try to fuck me now."

Randy gave a faint laugh. "Just rest, Babe...who knows when Taker will come wake us." John closed his eyes. Within minutes he drifted off to sleep.