Two Weeks Later
"Cody baby, you have to go to work so get up."
"I don't feel good Ran." Cody whined wrapping his arms around Randy's neck. Randy sighed
"Not this morning Cody. I hate having to do this with you every time you need to get up."
"I'm serious. I think I'm sick or getting sick." Randy removed Cody's arms from his neck and felt his forehead with the back of his hand
"Do you feel warm?"
"No, I feel hot."
"I think you're running a fever. You better call out of work now so they can get someone to cover your classes." Cody coughed in Randy's face as he sat up. "Ugh!"
"Sorry. Can you hand me my phone?" Randy handed him the phone and wiped his hand on the sheets. Cody called his job and told them that he wouldn't be able to make it in for the day. They excused him for the next day as well. "Excuse me." Cody said trying to climb over Randy
"Where are you going?"
"I want to get a shower and brush my teeth while I have the energy. Are my Popeye bajamas clean?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
"Do you want to wear those?"
"Uh-huh." Cody shut the bathroom door behind him
"Is he really sick?" Randy slowly turned his head and looked John
"How long have you been awake?"
"Since the alarm for Cody went off. Is he sick?"
"Yes." John laughed
"Good luck with that. I might work late." Randy sighed
"He's going to be a pain isn't he?"
"Yep. He's only been sick one other time that I know of since we've been together and I thought I was going to kill him."
"That's saying something considering you have the patience of a saint."
"Exactly so don't be too hard on him. Do you have a lot to do today?" Randy shook his head
"Just laundry and some cleaning."
"What do you have to clean around here? This house is immaculate."
"And just how do you think it stays that way John? I clean every day."
"Well take a break today."
"Why? So I can take care of Cody?"
"Yes. It will make me feel better knowing that he's in good hands while I'm at work. You should take a break from all this house stuff for yourself too. I told you that you should at least have one day to yourself a week Randy. I don't want you getting stressed out again and leaving."
"I'm not going to leave again John. I already promised Cody I wouldn't." John smiled. "What?"
"You promised Cody? The two of you are so cute, I almost can't stand it." Randy laughed
"Shut up. Can you make the bed? I want to get his "bajamas" ready so he can put them on a.s.a.p."
"I can make the bed."
"Thanks." Randy said on his way to the closet. He found Cody's Popeye pajamas and took them to the bathroom. "Codes? Are you okay?" Randy asked sliding the shower door open a smidge
"I threw up."
"Maybe you're pregnant." Cody frowned
"Ran."
"I'm kidding. Popeye is out here when you're ready."
"Okay."
"Is your stomach still upset or do you want breakfast?" Cody almost turned green at the word breakfast. "Never mind. I'm going to set you up downstairs in the den so come down when you're ready and I'll get you whatever you want okay?" Cody nodded
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Randy brushed his teeth and left the bathroom. He laughed to himself when he saw John sprawled out in the middle of the bed. "Enjoying yourself?"
"This bed is amazing."
"After all that money of yours I spent on it I'm glad you like it." John laughed. "I'm going to make breakfast." Randy said grabbing Cody's pillows off the bed
"Is he eating?"
"No, he said that he threw up. I thought he was going to throw up again at the mention of the word breakfast." John frowned
"This sounds bad."
"I know. I'll see you downstairs." Randy left the room and on his way down the hall Evan's door opened and he stood there wrapped in a blanket with a tissue hanging from his nose. "Ah shit. You too?"
"What?"
"Are you sick as well?"
"Yea. I'm not going to work today…who else is sick?"
"Cody."
"Oh man."
"I guess I'll invite you to the sick party in the den."
"I'll be down after I shower."
"Ev?"
"Yea?"
"Were you coming out here for a reason?"
"Oh yea, I wanted to ask if there was any medicine but I guess there will be some at the sick party in the den." Evan said closing his door. Randy continued his trip downstairs, dropped Cody's pillows off in the den, unfolded his blanket and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for John
….
"Am I eating alone?"
"Yes. Evan is sick too."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Are you kidding me?" John wanted to laugh
"I'll get you something really nice or take you some place great after this is over." Randy shook his head
"Can we have orange juice?" John and Randy both turned toward the doorway and saw Cody and Evan standing there. Now John really wanted to laugh
"Yea. Just go to the den and I'll bring it to you along with some medicine."
"Okay." The duo answered shuffling off
"…that will make you sleep for a really long time." Randy mumbled. That time John did laugh. Randy took Cody and Evan each a cup of orange juice
"Where's the medicine?" Cody whined. Randy rolled his eyes
"I have to find out what's bothering you before I just bring you something to take."
"Oh yea."
"Are you still feverish?"
"Uh-huh. My stomach and body hurt too."
"Evan?"
"I don't think I have a fever but my body is all achy and I can't breathe." Randy felt his forehead
"You do have a fever."
"I stand corrected."
"I'll be back."
"Randy." Cody whined as he turned around to leave
"What?"
"Can you get me the remote before you go?" Randy looked down at the remote on the table three feet away from Cody
"Cody,"
"Huh?"
"Because you're sick and I love you, I'll get the remote but you and I both know that you could have gotten it yourself."
"I know but my body hurts so badly when I move. I'm sorry." Randy handed him the remote
"It's okay; don't be sorry." While he was in the kitchen refilling the orange juice Randy could hear Evan and Cody arguing over what they were going to watch on TV. He couldn't really make out what they were saying but he did hear cartoons and news. It wasn't 10 in the morning and Randy knew it would be a long day
"Tell Evan that we're watching cartoons. I never get to see my shows because I'm usually at work."
"Be quiet and put this in your mouth." Randy said handing Cody two pills. Cody swallowed them down and started talking again
"The news comes on all day so he can watch it then." Snatching the remote, Randy set the TV to record then turned on the news
"We have a DVR so you can set it to record your shows while you're at work." Cody huffed as best he could with one stuffed nostril
"You only picked the news because you like Evan."
"I picked the news because I like to watch the news in the mornings and I didn't get the chance earlier. And yes, I like Evan, don't you?"
"You know that's not what I meant."
"Cody stop it."
"Wait, where are you going? You just said that you wanted to watch the news because you missed it before."
"I have to start the laundry. It's only three loads. I'll be back." Cody gave Evan the stink eye when Randy turned around. "And don't be sassy to Evan while I'm gone either." Randy said as he left the room. Cody's eyes bulged out and Evan smiled smugly at him
Later
"Hello."
"Hey baby."
"Hi John. What's up?"
"I was calling to see if everyone was still alive." Randy laughed
"We're alive."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cutting vegetables for creamy vegetable soup."
"Shouldn't they have chicken noodle soup or something?" Randy sighed
"Evan was fine with chicken noodle but Cody doesn't want meat and can't be bothered to pick the chicken out because 'it will taste like chicken'."
"And you bought that garbage?"
"No but he's so adorably cute laying there all sick so I just said, aw what the hell." John laughed
"Well shit, I need to get sick then so I can get what I want."
"Do I not already give you what you want John?"
"This is true. How's Evan?"
"Adorably cute as well…his nose is all red and he's wearing his glasses. I love those glasses."
"I can't listen to this."
"What?"
"I don't want to hear what it is you like about him or what turns you on." Randy laughed
"They don't turn me on…well, yea they do. I wonder if he can wear them,"
"Randy!"
"How's your day going John? We don't talk enough about you and your life."
"You and Cody are my life and I'm sitting here listening to you go on about trying to fuck Evan with his glasses on."
"We don't have to talk about this but I want to state for the record that I don't want to actually have sex with him with the glasses on."
"Okay, so you want him to blow you with them on." Randy smiled
"Is work going well today?"
"Work is fine. The hotel in New York should be opening soon."
"Oh yea? That's great. Are you going to have a grand opening or…just let it open?"
"I just want it to open but everyone keeps telling me to do a grand opening so I guess that's what's happening. I'll open it on a weekend so you guys can come with me."
"That would be nice John."
"I'm a nice guy. I'll reserve the penthouse."
"Wouldn't you want paying people to stay in the penthouse?"
"No one ever stays in the penthouse during an opening and there are actually two so it's all good."
"As long as you know what you're doing. You are the boss John."
"Yes I am."
"Randy!"
"What?!"
"Cody's getting sick!"
"Damn it. I have to go John."
"What's wrong?"
"Evan's yelling. He said that Cody's getting sick."
"Oh man. I'll see you later babe."
"Okay."
"Bye."
"Bye." Randy wiped his hands and went to the den. "Where is he?"
"In the bathroom. He just ran out of here." Randy left the den and went to the powder room and saw Cody slumped over the toilet
"What are you even throwing up? You haven't eaten since last night."
"I don't know. It burns a little so I assume some of my organs." Randy covered his laugh
"You're not throwing up your organs. Come on." Cody shook his head
"I don't want to get up." Randy reached into the cabinet, grabbed a disposable cup then filled it with water
"Rinse your mouth out at least. Stomach acid is bad for your teeth." Cody rinsed his mouth and crushed the cup. "I have to go to the store for some ginger ale."
"No." Cody whined. "I don't want you to leave me."
"But you need some soda to settle your stomach."
"Ran no." Randy rolled his neck and took a deep breath
"Okay, okay…I won't go. You have to get up though." He extended his hand and helped Cody off the floor and back to the den
"You okay Codes?"
"No. I feel like poop that someone stepped in."
"Is your stomach okay Ev?"
"For now. I felt a little nauseous before."
"I'm going to get you both some saltines."
"Can I have more orange juice?"
"Me too?"
"Sure."
Randy: Hey. Are you busy?
Steven: never when it comes to you sexy
Randy: I can't leave the house but I need ginger ale and orange juice
Steven: you can't leave the house? Has John finally gone mad and chained you up? I should have when I had the chance
Randy: very funny. Cody and Evan are sick and Cody's not letting me leave the house. I'd like it if you could go to the store and pick that stuff up for me. I'll give you the money back when you get here
Steven: you don't have to pay me back. What's the address?
Randy: we're in Hampton Village. When you get to the gate tell them who you want to see. You'll get directions from there
Steven: am I going to be frisked?
Randy: maybe if you ask Fred at the front guard house politely
Steven: I didn't mean by him but whatever. I'll get this stuff for you
Randy: thanks
Steven: of course
Randy refreshed the cups of orange juice and grabbed the saltine crackers then went back to the den
"I can't eat these."
"You have to put something on your stomach Cody. Just nibble on them." Cody took a sleeve of the crackers from Randy
"Randy?"
"Yes Ev?"
"I don't mean to bother you but I'd really like some ginger ale for my stomach. Do we have any?"
"Not at the moment and Cody won't let me leave the house so I have someone bringing it right now."
"Okay."
"Would you like a little peppermint tea in the meantime? Peppermint is good for an upset stomach."
"I can wait."
"Okay. I'll be in the kitchen working on the soup for you guys. Just holler if you need anything." Randy was bringing his vegetable soup down to a simmer to let it thicken when his phone started to ring
"Hello."
"Fred's a prick."
"What?"
"He gave me such a hard time when I said that I was here to see you. You didn't tell me that a quiz would be involved."
"I didn't know there was one but it's probably because John's not here. Where are you?"
"In what I believe is your driveway. I'm looking at a white Audi and a black Honda…and the garage door just opened."
"Because I just opened it. I'll be out in a second." Randy ended the call and went out to the garage. He saw Steven getting out of his car as he approached. "Jesus. Did you buy all the soda at the store?"
"It's nice to see you too and no, I went to Costco so stop bitching at me."
"I'm not bitching at you. Help me take this inside." Randy said grabbing the 80 gallons of orange juice. Steven followed him inside with two cases of soda
"Holy shit dude. This place is awesome."
"The kitchen's this way." Steven followed Randy past the foyer and down to the kitchen
"Dude,"
"What? Just put those up here."
"You designed this?"
"Yep." Randy put a container of orange juice in the fridge then opened a case of the ginger ale. He cracked open two cans and stuck straws in them. "I'll be right back."
"Who's here Randy?"
"What?"
"I can hear another voice and it's not John."
"One of my friends. He brought the soda and orange juice. Here."
"Is he cute?" Randy turned and looked down at Evan who smiled
"I thought you were sick."
"I am sick but my eyes haven't stopped working." Randy laughed
"I like your style. Are you guys still okay? Soup's not done yet." Both men looked over at Cody when they heard him cough. He spat the soda out
"It's warm."
"Your stomachs can't handle cold soda right now but I am putting some in the refrigerator so relax. Eat some more of those crackers please." He went back to the kitchen
"Your phone has been ringing off the hook…well off the counter because I don't think cell phones can ring off the hook." Randy picked up the phone: 8 missed calls from John. Shit. He typed in his security code and called John back all while hoping this didn't turn into a scene
"Hello."
"John? You called?"
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Huh?"
"Fred at the guard house called me. Who is that at the house?" Randy smiled tightly at Steven and left the kitchen
"Steven."
"Who?"
"It was Steven."
"Who?"
"John."
"What the hell is he doing at the house? Is he still there? Did you let him in?!"
"Cody wouldn't let me leave to get them soda so I sent him a text asking if he could go grab it for me. Yes he's still here and yes I let him in the house. He went to Costco and you know how big and bulky their stuff is. I needed help carrying it."
"Don't you have any other friends?"
"Yes but I knew that he would do it as quick as possible."
"Get him out of my house." John said through clenched teeth
"I don't want to be rude. He did do me a favor."
"I appreciate that because I did want you to make sure that they were taken care of today but the favor has been done. He can go."
"John,"
"Randy, if you don't get him out of that house I swear to God!"
"Okay, okay…as soon as I get off the phone he's gone."
"Bye." John said hanging up in Randy's ear
"What's his deal?" Steven asked as Randy walked back in the kitchen
"What?"
"John. What's his problem?"
"John doesn't like anyone I've dated and the same would go for Cody had he dated someone before John."
"Why?" Randy shrugged
"That's just how he is and it's even worse because we still talk to each other."
"He and I should really meet each other. I'm not a bad guy."
"You are a bad guy." Steven laughed
"Well you know what I mean." Randy shook his head
"I don't really think he'd like that. He would just assume that you're trying to butter him up to get in my pants or something."
"I would absolutely love to get in your pants but he's not the person I'd butter up to do it." Randy cleared his throat
"How much do I owe you?"
"Don't worry about it. The blush in your cheeks is payment enough."
"I'm not blushing."
"Oh sure; rose gold is your normal shade of gold." He stood up. "I have to get going."
"Ran!"
"That Cody?"
"Yes. You want to meet him?"
"Sure." The two men walked to the den
"Yes Cody?"
"I'm all done my soda and you said earlier that you would watch a movie with us."
"I will when I get a chance. I just finished making you soup from scratch."
"Are you Steven?" Evan croaked
"I'm pretty popular around here. Evan?" Evan nodded. "I like your glasses. They're cute…like your face." Evan laughed then coughed
"Thanks." Cody peered at Steven over his blanket
"It's nice to meet you Cody."
"Nice to meet you too."
"The pictures and Randy's description don't do them any justice. Your eyes are incredibly gorgeous."
"Thank you." Randy could tell Cody was smiling although the blanket covered his mouth. "Thanks for bringing us soda."
"You're welcome." Cody was already taken by Steven's charm. "I have to go Randy."
"I'll walk you out. Cody when I switch the loads of laundry I'll come back and watch a movie with you guys."
"Okay. No rush."
"Thanks again for bringing that stuff by. Cody gets really whiny and he didn't want me to leave."
"I can tell. If you need anything else just give me a call or text…I don't care what John says."
"That's easy for you to say. You don't have to live with him."
"And you don't either." Steven said as he pecked Randy on the lips and hopped in his car. Randy licked his lips as he walked back in the garage shutting the door behind him
….
"Do you guys want anything before I sit down?"
"No, I'm okay."
"Codes?"
"I'm fine."
"Thanks for the soup."
"You're welcome. What are we watching?"
"I wanted to watch a comedy and Ev wants to watch a stupid documentary or something."
"Documentaries are not stupid Cody. In fact they are quite the opposite."
"They are stupid. How can you watch such a long movie that's not even like, really a movie and then nothing happens?"
"Cody," Evan started. Randy sat there and listened to the two of them go back and forth on whether documentaries were stupid or not
"That's enough you jagaloons. I'm going to pick something and we're going to watch it and like it and if you don't like it I want you to pretend." Randy picked a random movie and before it was over both Evan and Cody were asleep. It was the most peace he'd had all day. He lay he head back on the couch and closed his eyes. Before he knew it hours had slipped by and he was being shaken awake
"Huh?"
"Randy."
"What?" He blinked and rubbed his eyes. "Oh, John."
"Yes, it's me John. Why are you so out of it?"
"I don't know." Randy said standing and stretching. "What time is it?"
"It's a quarter to six. I want to talk to you." John said leaving the room
"Shit." Randy mumbled following John to the kitchen. "Yea?"
"What took Steven so long to leave? Fred called me when he left."
"Are you spying on me?"
"Answer my question."
"He's my friend John. Nothing happened. You hung up in my ear, he and I said a few things to each other, Cody called me then he and I both went to the den."
"Don't be mad with Randy. Steven was really nice and brought us soda." Cody said walking into the kitchen. "I can tell you're going to yell at him. Don't…he's taken care of us all day. Can I have more juice?" He said handing Randy his cup
"Stay out of this Cody." John barked. Cody shrugged
"Okay but I think you're wrong if you're mad at him. Thank you." He said taking the cup back from Randy and leaving the kitchen
"How would Cody know that he's really nice?"
"He was on his way out and like I said, Cody called for me and I asked if he'd like to meet Cody, he said yes. I think you're overreacting and while normally I would stand here and let you get it all out I don't want to hear it today. Just let it go and tell Fred to mind his own fucking business."
….
"Ran!"
"Is that what you dealt with all day?"
"Pretty much." Randy said standing up from the table and walking to the den. "Yes?"
"Can you tell Evan that it's not cold in here? I'm so hot!"
"Well I feel cold."
"The room is the same temperature throughout." Randy said snatching Cody's blanket off. "I'm sorry there's no dual climate control. I'll get you another blanket Ev."
"What the hell was that all about?"
"They've been fighting with each other all day. I don't get it. First it was about the news vs. cartoons, then movies and now whether the room is hot or cold."
"Isn't it the same in the entire room?"
"Yes John and that's what I told them. Cody complained about being hot while lying under that damn blanket."
"Baby relax; don't let them get you stressed out. And I'm sorry about earlier. I don't want to stress you out either." Randy rolled his shoulders and looked at John then sighed
"I have to do this again tomorrow." John laughed
"You'll be fine. They're on the road to recovery."
"Now you sound like a sponsor."
"Come on, let me help you get the kitchen cleaned up then you can take a hot shower and get in bed." John rinsed and loaded the dishes into the dishwasher while Randy wiped down the counters and table
"It's awfully quiet out there."
"I know. Why don't you go check on them this time since I have to be here tomorrow?"
"Okay." John went to the den and saw Cody and Evan both sleeping. He went back to the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Randy
"What are you doing John?"
"I appear to be feeling you up right now." John replied slipping one hand underneath Randy's shirt and the other down his pants
"Not in the kitchen. You know how I feel about my kitchen."
"So let's go upstairs."
"What about those two?"
"Sound asleep so let's hurry before they wake up." Randy couldn't say no with John currently treating him to a handjob. He rolled his hips into John's hand. "No, no, no…let me control this." John whispered. "Can I?" John asked adding slight pressure and moving his hand faster. Randy nodded. "Come on." The men snuck quietly up to the bedroom and closed the door behind them. They were all over each other as soon as the door shut. John picked Randy up and walked them over to the bed. He rid them both of their shirts then kissed down Randy's neck and chest paying close attention to his nipples. He moaned as John caressed each nub with his tongue. John kissed back up to Randy's mouth before moving down the bed again and removing Randy's pants. He let out a breathy moan as John took him into his mouth and began sucking rhythmically. John's lips were certainly made for more than kissing. Randy clung to a pillow in an effort to keep the noise down. John could hear Randy panting and knew that he would blow any minute. Make that second because Randy flooded John's mouth with his seed
"Oh fuck me John."
"Yea, just give me a second." John said lubing the tall man's hole then sticking two fingers inside to stretch him. John smirked when he looked down and saw Randy's eyes squeezed shut with his lip between his teeth. "You can make some noise you know?" Randy shook his head
"No. You know that once my mouth opens its all downhill from there."
"Ah, I understand."
"Are you purposely moving your fingers that slowly?"
"Yes. Everything I do to you is designed to make you an absolute mess and ready to do whatever it is that I want."
"Oh is that so?" John pushed his fingers deeper and Randy moaned
"That is so my dear." Randy bit his lip again
"Come on John." He removed his fingers, spread Randy's cheeks and pushed inside him. He moved his hips slowly to keep Randy quiet. John found that he missed the sounds so he leaned down as he moved faster to cover Randy's mouth with his and muffle any loud sounds he would make. He felt Randy's hips moving against his which only made him move faster and harder. He pulled away for some air only to be pulled back immediately by Randy who groaned against his lips. John felt stickiness on his belly and knew that it wasn't sweat. He was very pleased with himself. John kissed and nipped at Randy's neck
"I want you to cum again for me."
"I can't."
"Yes you can." John said still thrusting his hips
"John I can barely feel my legs now."
"Well let's work on your arms." John pulled Randy to the edge of the bed and slammed into him thrusting hard. Randy arched off the bed and said something John couldn't quite make out but was pretty sure he wouldn't repeat it if he did know
"John. John…shit." He had this third orgasm of the night but John kept going. "John,"
"Yea?"
"I'm so fucking sensitive right now."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Yes and no."
"If you give me a fourth one I'll stop."
"I can't," John pushed deeper
"Don't tell me you can't."
"But I,"
"Please, for me?" John gave a half smile revealing one of his large dimples
"…okay." John reached down and took Randy's still hard shaft into his hand and worked it slowly. Although his body felt like one raw nerve Randy couldn't help but move his hips along with John's hand. He was exhausted but John still made him feel good. Before he knew it he heard himself panting which always signaled his climax. Hearing this, John tightened his grip and moved his hand faster until he milked another orgasm from the man on the bed. He pulled out and jerked himself until he came as well. "Goddamn John." John laughed. "You really bring out the worst in me."
….
"Are they all tucked in?" Randy sighed
"Yes. Humidifiers on full blast and blankets tucked in extra tight so neither of them can get out of bed and bother me."
"Randy!"
"Oh John, they're not tucked in that tight. I mean they're breathing…as best they can."
"I'm going to check on them."
"If you must." Randy said getting comfortable under the sheets. John left the room and went down the hall to the guest room with two double beds. He saw Cody and Evan both awake and watching the TV
"Are you guys okay?" They looked at him and nodded. "And you're breathing fine?" John asked tugging on the blankets to make sure they each had breathing room
"We're fine John. What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing…just wanted to make sure you were comfortable."
"Ran got us all ready. We're fine."
"Okay." John kissed Cody's forehead. "Goodnight." He said kissing Evan's as well
"Goodnight." They said in unison. John went back to the room and looked at Randy
"They're fine."
"I know that but I'm glad you feel better."
"I don't know," John said pulling Randy into his arms. "You scare me sometimes so I had to double check." Randy laughed
"I do not scare you John and besides getting rid of two bodies would just take way too much time out of my day."
"I'm glad time constraints are the reason you won't kill them." Randy laughed
"Oh that is not the reason I won't kill the two of them." John chuckled
"I guess not. I'd never be able to blow you like those two."
"Exactly…and don't get me wrong, you're great but,"
"Oh no, I get it." Randy snuggled closer to John. "Ran?"
"What?"
"Can we talk about Steven?"
"We can talk about whatever you want."
"Do you still have feelings for him?"
"Feelings for him? I love him but I'm not in love with him anymore. We were together on and off for so long," Randy shrugged. "I just can't not like him."
"If you love him and can't not like him then how come you're not together?"
"Because we're not good for each other. We were that couple who when good we're so good but when bad we're very bad…and what we had was more like an addiction. We'd have horrible fights, break up but within a few days to a week we were talking again and falling back into our old routine."
"Did you guys do drugs together?"
"Yep."
"Is he sober now too?"
"…sometimes."
"Is he the reason you used when you left the house? Did you do it with him?"
"No. I used because I wanted to and no I didn't do it with him. He came to the hospital to get me remember?"
"Oh yea…hanging out with him won't make you start using again will it?" Randy looked up at John
"Steven and I don't hang out John." John looked down at Randy. "I mean we don't hang out like, on a regular basis or anything."
"That's what I thought. Had he been to the house before today?" Randy scoffed
"Why are you asking me? Your bitch-ass snitch Fred would have called you if he saw him before today. I didn't appreciate that by the way."
"I'm sure you didn't. What do you guys do?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You guys see each other and I want to know what you do together."
"Why?"
"You're pissing me off. I want to know because I want to know now tell me."
"I don't know why you're getting pissed off but okay. What do you think we do John? He and I usually grab lunch or something."
"Or something?" Randy sighed. Now he was getting pissed off
"Sometimes we get lunch, sometimes we don't. One of us might want to talk and we'll meet at the café or the park."
"You never talk to me. How come you don't talk to me?"
"I'm talking to you right now."
"About Steven though."
"You brought it up John!"
"Stop yelling."
"I'll yell if I want. You're annoying me now."
"Why am I annoying you?"
"You don't know?! You're asking me questions about Steven and getting pissed off at the answers I'm giving you. Why would I not be annoyed?"
"I'm only talking to you."
"Now you're being condescending. I'm not talking to you anymore. Goodnight."
"Randy."
"No John. I can see where this is going to lead. You and I are going to get into an argument and we'll both go to bed mad. I'm not doing it."
"I don't want to argue with you. I was just curious about Steven that's all."
"And that's fine but whether you actually admit it I know that you're getting upset. Just let it be what it is." John rubbed his face
"Okay." He reached over and shut the bedside lamp off. Come here." John said opening his arms to Randy
"I want you to know," Randy said getting close to John. "That I've never put him before you or Cody. I've cancelled lunch with him to take Cody out for an impromptu lunch and that one day you asked me to come up to your office? He wanted to go have coffee. I told him that I couldn't." John smiled. "I know you needed to hear that and it's the honest truth. I'd never put anyone before the two of you."
"I guess I did need to hear that."
"I love you John."
"I love you too baby. Goodnight."
"Well now it is." John laughed
Next Morning
"Good morning John. What are you doing?"
"Huh?"
"I feel like cattle that you're trying to prod."
"Oh did you feel that? I'm sorry." Randy laughed
"Of course I felt you putting that thing in my back. Can I help you with something?"
"Yea." John responded pushing his hips forward. "I think he needs some attention."
"What kind of attention does he want?"
"He's lonely and cold." Randy laughed as he reached over and retrieved a bottle of lube from his drawer. John stacked his hands behind his head and got comfortable as Randy pulled the sheets down and exposed him. Randy coated his hands in the lubricant making sure to warm them up as well. He brought his hands down to John's semi-erect member and worked them slowly from the base to the head. John groaned and closed his eyes. As he moved them up and down he started to twist his hands each in a different direction creating a deliciously wonderful friction that John loved. Randy alternated between a looser grip and a tighter grip as he worked his hands up and down. John took a deep breath to calm himself down and blow his load too soon. Randy had very talented hands. John thought back to the first time Randy had treated him to one of his infamous handjobs.
They had gone to the movies one evening and a quarter of the way through both of them decided that they hated it but agreed to stay just to kill time before their restaurant reservations. Randy reached over and cupped John through his jeans. John choked on his soda but relaxed in his seat. Randy massaged him until he felt John get hard then he released John from the confines of that denim prison. He used the leaking precum as lubricant as he moved his hand up and down. John gripped the armrest and bit his lip
"What the fuck Randy?"
"You have to be quiet or I'll stop."
"Please don't stop."
"I told you what you have to do in order for me to continue." John shut up. Randy glanced at the screen and saw that there was an action scene currently playing so he moved his hand faster and faster. John could have sworn that his eyes rolled all the way in the back of his head. He silently prayed that he wouldn't be blind at the end of this
"Oh god. Randy. Baby…I'm gonna," Randy leaned over and took just the tip of John between his lips so he could still move his hand. He sucked lightly and felt John stiffen in his seat. "Oh fuck!" Thankfully there was an explosion at that moment so no one heard John's outburst and if they did no one said a thing
Randy watched as John lay on the bed shuddering from his orgasm. He smirked when he saw that John was still gripping the top sheet tightly
"It's like I can still feel it."
"I know." Randy said wiping his hands on the sheets
"Oh my god. How the fuck do you do that?"
"If I tell you I have to kill you." John let go of the sheet and flexed his hand then looked down at his cock. It was still pulsing and dripping
"Is this how you feel when you jerk off?" Randy laughed
"No. I don't think I can perform that well on myself and I wouldn't want to. Strip the bed when you get up." He said on his way to the bathroom
"Get up?" John said to himself. "I can't even feel my legs."
Later
"Ran." Cody whined as soon as he opened the door
"What?"
"Where have you been? I'm all out of juice and I need juice."
"Did your legs stop working? You can get your own damn juice."
"But it tastes better when you get it." Randy rolled his eyes
"How you feeling Ev?"
"My chest is sore from coughing so much." Randy felt his forehead then ran his fingers through the small man's hair
"You're burning up."
"Well now I am." Randy smirked
"You should take a cold shower so your fever doesn't get too high." Evan sat up
"You don't give sponge baths Florence Nightingale?"
"I'm sure we could arrange something." Randy said feeling Cody's forehead. "Both of you are on fire. Come on, get up and go get in the shower."
"Together?" Randy looked at Cody
"I meant separately but if you want to shower with Evan you need to make arrangements with him."
"I was just asking to make sure that's not what you meant."
"Uh-huh."
"I'll leave the door unlocked for you Codes." Evan said as he left the room. Randy laughed when he saw the look on Cody's face
"That's not what I meant."
"Whatever you say Cody. Come downstairs after you get out of the shower."
"Okay. Are my Peanuts bajamas clean?"
"All of your bajamas are clean. I'll put them in the bathroom for you."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." After putting Cody's pajamas out Randy went down to the kitchen and checked the soups he had heating on the stove
Steven: still stuck in the house?
Randy: yep. Both of them have a fever
Steven: aren't you worried about getting sick?
Randy: not really no
Steven: did I get u in trouble yesterday?
Randy: I'm not really sure what happened yesterday. Do you really care?
Steven: I care about u but not about whether or not John was mad
Randy: I already told you how he is
Steven: countless times. Anyway, I just wanted to check in with u and make sure ur taking care of urself
Randy furrowed his brow
Randy: what are you talking about?
Steven: I mean don't get sick. No1 is going to stay home to take care of u
Randy read the text then read it two more times. Would anyone stay home if he were sick?
TBC
A/N: I'd like your opinions on whether or not you think Randy and Evan have major feels for each other. Not sure which direction to take their little relationship. PM me or leave your opinion in the comments section please and thank you. : )