(Any feedback is welcomed and appreciated.) Rose and Jade

The following day went as it always did with work. That evening after the show John went to Stephanie's suite as he was ordered. Randy had left the arena with his Mistress ahead of him. When John reached the suite he did not have a key so he knocked on the door. Kane answered the door, looking out then moved to let John get past him.

"Hey...sorry. No key." John told him as he walked stiffly inside with his bags. He was beyond sore after two nights of hard fucking.

"That's fine." Kane replied, looking him over. "Your room is over there." Kane motioned. "There are two beds...you have the one on the left."

"Two...am I sharing with someone?" John looked a little confused.

"Well, at least this stop you are...me." Kane replied.

John looked shocked as Kane never shared a room with him before. He nodded. "Yes, Sir." He moved slowly with his bags to the room.

"I am sick of couches." Kane commented as if almost reading John's mind. "Each stop may be a different set-up."

"Yes, Sir." John agreed. He did not blame Kane and at least he would not be alone. He reached his room and moved to his bed to set up his belongings. Kane moved for a drink then checked the late night news reports. John saw a small package on his bed. As he examined it closer he had to chuckle, seeing it was a pair of ear plugs. Kane waited a short while before he headed for the room himself.

John was stripped to his boxers and laying in bed with his phone. He looked over at the older man. "I got your gift, Sir."

Kane chuckled faintly. "I remember the noise was one reason you wished to leave last time."

John gave a dimpled smile. "Yeah...now I'll be able to sleep I hope. Thanks."

"Night...rest well. You have the night off." Kane told him before he went to dress for bed.

"Night, Sir." John put in the ear plugs and moved to lay on his stomach to rest. He closed his eyes, trying not to think of Randy being so close in the next room. Kane moved to his own bed to get some sleep. John was able to drift off without hearing any unwanted sounds from Randy. He actually slept well as he was used to being alone by this point.

Randy came from the room in the middle of the night, grabbing a shower. Instead of returning to the room he was in he headed for the other, knowing John should be there. He was thrown off slightly seeing the second bed but it didn't take long to find the one John was in. He moved to see if there was room to sneak in with him and fall asleep again. John did not hear Randy with the plugs in his ears but he felt the bed move and shifted to his side in his sleep. Sometime during the night he ended up almost spooning the younger man. Randy actually rested comfortably with no hints of nightmares in sight.

John slept until the alarm went off on his phone the next morning. The ear plugs kept him from hearing it and he just slept on. Randy and Kane both woke up looking. Randy rolled over, nudging John. "Babe."

John stirred with a groan. He opened his eyes, seeing Randy and pulled out the ear plugs. "Hey, Daddy."

"Hey, Babe...your phone is going off." Randy told him.

"Oops..." John moved to shut off the alarm. " Sorry, Daddy...Sorry, Sir. "

"It's okay, Babe." Randy told him.

"I guess I didn't think about not hearing your alarm." Kane replied as he sat up.

"I slept well...when did you come in, Daddy?" John asked as he leaned to kiss Randy on the cheek.

"A few hours ago after I showered." Randy replied. "She was asleep on her side so I thought it was okay."

"If she didn't tell you otherwise it should be." Kane chimed in as he got up. John climbed out of bed. He got ready for the day and kissed Randy goodbye.

A few more weeks passed and things didn't seem as bad now that the men could spend at least some time together either in the suite or more private time when they traveled between towns. Both man still felt tired and drained at times but seemed to be in better spirits.

Stephanie was in her suite at the next stop. She had not been feeling well the last few days. Her face was flush and she had nausea. She brushed it off at first as some sort of stomach bug. Kane watched Stephanie one evening, almost studying her. "Have you seen a doctor? You're rarely ever ill."

"Not yet...I'm se…" She paused, moving to rush to the bathroom, growing ill again, working to hold her hair back.

Kane followed her to watch the actions. He seemed to be thinking. "Is it possible you could be pregnant?" He asked bluntly.

Stephanie waited until she could go rinse her mouth. "I didn't think so yet...but it is possible the injection ended sooner than planned." She replied. "I am already set to see our staff at the arena tonight."

"I would take a test if there is a chance." Kane told her. " You've been with Randy almost nightly for months now. "

"I'll mention it to Doc that it is possible. We know the company has some of the most advanced testing kits out there in case one of our girls screws up." Stephanie told him before she moved to sit back down.

Kane let out a breath. "What will happen if you are? Randy's married to John and has never spoken of wanting a child."

"Well, I will keep it of course." She stated. "He wouldn't be cold enough to try to get me to get rid of it." She batted her eyes slightly. "It was an honest mistake. I thought I was protected."

Kane had his doubts but didn't say so. "You want to raise a child with the public knowing the father is married to the face of the company? Or worse yet no father known and you look cheap? I didn't wish that life for you."

"Well, either Randy comes out as the father...which it will look like it on camera either way...or I just claim it's no ones business who the father is." She claimed.

"Sooner or later people will know." Kane sighed. "I feel John has been wronged in this. He has obeyed you...served when called...shared his husband. He will look like a naive fool if he stays with Randy in that case."

"Well, that is for them to decide with Creative or not." She told him. "They can separate on camera...or Randy plays the regretful spouse." She almost laughed. Kane saw Stephanie just didn't get it. He just nodded and excused himself for the day.

Stephanie waited until it was time for her to head to the arena for her meetings then to see the doctor. He tried not to raise a brow when she mentioned wanting a pregnancy test just to eliminate the possibility. She waited as the test was taken and was told at this point there was a faint positive so he would like to run it again in a week or two just to confirm it. That or she should see her GYN back home before then. Until they had it confirmed he would suggest she remove herself from any screen work that could place her in harm's way.

When John reached the suite after the show he saw Stephanie for the first time in weeks as she sat in a chair. He figured he beat Randy this time. "Mistress."

She looked over at John with a faint smile. "Evening, John." She looked slightly paled with her makeup removed. "How would you and Randy like to perform for me tonight?"

John smiled as he loved any time with Randy. "I would like it, Mistress. Thank you."

"I will watch you both in your room...Randy can stay with you." She commented before reaching for her phone to look at something. "Starting with the next venue...you both can use your bus for the next week or get a room. I have some business off the road to tend to." She paused a moment, reading something. "I will tell Kane to take the week as well."

"Thank you, Mistress. I enjoy any time I can have with him." John said gratefully. " Anything you would like to see tonight?"

"How colored are you at the moment?" She asked, looking over.

"Not too bad...a few light bruises fading." John told her.

"Hmmm well will need to rectify that." She smirked, setting her phone down. "Randy can determine the method." She commented as she gave a slow lick of her lips, looking John over. "I know how hot that gets you...so of course he can then fuck you into the mattress until you are a begging mess wanting to cum.

John gave a soft pant at the words. "Sounds good, Mistress. Shall I strip and wait on Randy?"

"Yes...go ahead inside and get ready...if there is something you have in mind to use go pull it out and set them on the bed." Stephanie told John. "I wonder what has delayed Randy...maybe he had a meeting I didn't know about." John nodded and walked to the bedroom. He removed all of his clothing other than the necklace. He looked through his bag and pulled out three silk dress ties, lube, and the wooden brush they sometimes used for a hard spanking. He laid all the items on the bed and then sat to wait.

Randy came in a few minutes later, looking at Stephanie. "Feeling any better?" He asked her.

"A little thanks. I want to see you and John tonight...he's in his room waiting for us." Stephanie told Randy, standing up. Randy nodded slightly before heading for the room.

John stood when they walked in. "Hey, Daddy. Laid out a few things. Mistress wants some color added to me...I laid out ties too...thought I'd enjoy being tied and blindfolded."

Randy smiled faintly. "Okay, Babe...give me a moment." Randy commented, maybe looking back towards Stephanie before he went to strip, waiting to be chastised for not calling John Boy. Oddly, she said nothing. John waited patiently. He was also surprised Stephanie did not snap at Randy for using the sweet pet name. Randy finished and moved for the bed. "Let's see what we have here."

"Randy, go pull a chair over for me first." Stephanie commented.

"Of course." Randy replied before he moved to grab a chair from a small sitting area, bringing it closer to the bed for Stephanie to take a seat. He then headed back for the bed, grabbing the first tie. "Hands behind you, Baby."

John obeyed quickly. "May I also be gagged? I want the freedom to scream or moan without worry of security called." His cock was already twitching.

"I guess I can knot one of them for a gag." Randy commented as he started to bind John's hands.

"Thank you...I want to be at your and Mistress' mercy." John said thickly. He wanted to try to include Stephanie as he was grateful for her attitude.

Randy took the second tie and slipped a knot in the middle of it. "Okay...open up then for us." John parted his lips so Randy could slip the tie in. He told himself if he put on a good show and pleased Stephanie she would want to see them play again.

Randy put the gag in and tied it before taking the last tie to cover John's eyes. "Okay then." He took John by the shoulder to rotate him. "The bed is in front of you. Lean forward to brace your chest on it." John felt the bed and leaned over it. He hoped he was giving a good view of his ass. "That's a good, Boy." Randy told John as he moved for the brush. He didn't want to push Stephanie too much by always using Baby. John felt on edge and helpless, unable to see, speak, or move. It turned him on to be under Randy's control. Randy took the brush and looked over the area before giving John the first two swats. John moaned around the cloth at the hits from the wooden brush. He knew his Mistress was a sadist so he was letting his reactions show.

"That's a good, Boy...you know I love hearing you." Randy told him thickly as he continued. John didn't mind Randy calling him Boy during play. He moaned in need with each hit, showing the two how much he was enjoying.

"That's it. Make sure he feels it in the morning." Stephanie exclaimed after the next round of blows.

"Of course." Randy told her. "Part your legs more." He ordered. John obeyed Randy, feeling heated by the pain and the comments from the two. He may not enjoy a woman's body but he loved being used and dominated by others. He parted his legs, exposing his thighs and ass more. "That's it." Randy told John before he landed a blow to the inner thigh.

"Hmm nice there, Randy." Stephanie almost cooed as she watched. John groaned, jumping slightly. He gave a harsh pant.

"That's what my Boy likes isn't it?" Randy asked with a swat to the other thigh. John nodded at the question with another moan. His hands flexed in the restraints. Randy took a hand, rubbing over the tinted flesh of John's ass before lightly raking his short nails over the area. John's back arched with a moan. He loved the nails above all.

"Do it harder." Stephanie almost snapped but her eyes showed a heated glee and a faint pant of her painted lips. Randy nodded before doing as instructed.

John's head went back as he cried out, holding nothing back. His cock was almost dripping. Randy was hard as well as he loved seeing and hearing John so responsive. "Mind if I take him now?" Randy asked, looking back at Stephanie.

"Go ahead." She told Randy before he went for the lube. John panted as he waited. He tried to speak around the gag, asking Stephanie if she was enjoying. "He is an eager boy isn't he." Stephane beamed. "One moment before you continue." She got up from the chair, walking closer to John. She ran her own nails that were longer and sharper over the forming bruises.

John shuddered at the nails. Stephanie 's felt better than Randy's on his tender skin. He gave a pleased and needy moan. Stephanie smirked as she moved a hand to claw and almost grip John's more tender inner thigh. John felt his cock want to pulse as he fought not to cum. His body tensed and he moaned. If he came Randy may not fuck him. Stephanie let go and slapped John's inner thigh before she moved back. "Okay, Randy...Proceed." She smirked. Randy had already added lube to his member and was lightly stroking as he waited. He moved back behind John and moved to guide the head between John's cheeks, pushing inside with a heated moan.

John felt so close he bit down on the tie as Randy filled him. He fought for control. "That's my good Boy...feel so good." Randy told John as he pushed all the way in. John was clenched tightly around Randy's cock as he moaned. It felt so good to him. Randy moved to grip John's by the shoulders so he could give John the hard pounding he knew they both liked. John was sweating and panting after only a few minutes of Randy pounding his ass. His body ached for its release. John begged to cum around the gag. "Good Boy...very good...go ahead cum for us...I'm almost there myself." Randy commented, hearing John almost pleading mumbles and hand movements. John let out a relieved moan as he let go, shooting hard to paint the bed under him.

Stephanie slowly stood up. "You finish up...I'm heading to bed."

"Okay." Randy moaned as he continued. He finished only a few moments more before John felt the warmth of being flooded by his Daddy. John was going to offer Stephanie his oral skills as he knew she was heated but she had already gone. Once Randy was done he moved to untie John, freeing his mouth first.

"That was good." John panted. " I was going to offer Mistress use of my mouth but she left. "

"Yeah, she did." Randy went to finished freeing John. "I don't know if she would have wanted to this night...um...she has been feeling sick lately."

"Oh...she said you can stay here...and the next venue we will be riding my bus and rooming alone. She said she has business to attend to." John told Randy. He stood and flexed his arms.

"Well, that will be a welcomed break." Randy smiled. "Let's get washed." The guys washed and went to bed early.

The next few days were wonderful for them. They could almost forget they were owned and just be a married couple as Stephanie was not around. The fans noticed John with Randy in public again as they used to be in the past. John was so happy and the days flew by. The guys even did a couple fan meetings together. As they were told even Kane was away for the time Stephanie was as well. Randy took John out to a nice restaurant for dinner one of the last nights before Stephanie was set to return.

"This has been a perfect week." John smiled at Randy over dinner.

"Yeah, it has...not looking forward to the old grind again." Randy sighed before sipping his wine.

The guys ate their dinner and then retired to their suite. As John relaxed in bed with his iPad he suddenly went pale. "What the fuck? Rumors going around online that Stephanie is pregnant! She was spotted leaving several hospitals and asked if she was sick." Randy relaxed in bed near him.

"What?!" Randy jumped. "They have to be grasping straws...she didn't actually say it did she?" He moved to look over John's shoulder.

"No...just she had been nauseated but would be okay in time. You know how they are." John tried not to worry.

"She told us...well, told me she couldn't." Randy told John. "Something about some treatment she had."

"That's a relief." John sighed. " Not that you two wouldn't make a beautiful baby. "

"Um...thanks, Babe...but I don't want to picture her as a mother...do you?" Randy commented. "You would make a great dad though. Look at you around kids." He tried to laugh. "Not now though." John looked worried.

"I'm saying someday...not her." Randy tried not to make a face. "She better not have lied to me." Randy shook his head. "We could always claim we asked her to be a surrogate for us." Randy mused.

"Damn, I hope not. We're living a fucked up life as her sex slaves. Not exactly stable for a child." John sighed.

"Well, I hope not either...guess we find out when she gets back." Randy sighed. The guys made small talk and called it a night. It came time for them to join Stephanie again on the road. The night John and Randy entered her suite John knew to excuse himself to the guest room unless called on.

When John reached the second bedroom he saw Kane sitting on a bed nearest the door. The older man looked as John walked in with his bags. "Hello, Sir." John greeted.

"Evening." Kane greeted him, looking over. "How was your week?"

"Wonderful." John smiled as he sat his bags on the bed. " How about you? "

"Good...missed you though." Kane replied. "Got you something though."

"You did?" John was shocked by both revelations. " Thank you, Sir. " He turned to see a small package on his bed. "I still have my earplugs." He joked.

Kane chuckled thickly. "It's something else...go open it." John took the small box and opened it. Inside was a well made butt plug. It was camo colored and silicone. He looked at the older man, confused. Kane looked amused. "Do you not know what it is...or you trying to figure the why?"

"The why, Sir." John said quickly. Of course he knew what it was.

"I want you to wear it until tomorrow night." Kane told him.

John looked even more shocked as he held it. "You mean...all night and all day at work?"

"Yes...of course if you need to relieve yourself you can do so...but then put it back." Kane instructed him.

"Fuck...I have a match tomorrow night." John exclaimed. He pictured taking bumps with a full ass.

"And I want you to wear it during your match." Kane smirked faintly. "Has your Daddy been keeping up with your added color?"

"Yes, Sir. Just like you asked in the text." John nodded. He moved to pull down his shorts, revealing the faint bruises.

Kane nodded. "Does he seem to be enjoying it more than he did before?"

"Somewhat...still not as much as you do but I think he sees how hot it gets me." John replied as he turned and pulled up the shorts.

"Each their own I guess." Kane told John. He looked to debate a moment. "You can put it on in the morning before you head out."

John nodded. He walked back to his bed. "You missed me?" He asked after a few minutes.

"I thought I told you I did." Kane replied.

"I guess it just shocked me." John moved to strip to his boxers for bed. " I thought I was just a toy to you...revenge for taking Randy. "

"Does not mean I don't enjoy playing with you...having you around." Kane told him. He moved from the bed, shutting the door. He turned, looking at John. "If you were just a toy...and I was just getting revenge...why would I keep helping like I do?"

"That's true...sorry." John said. "You've helped me a lot."

"No need to be sorry...just clarifying things." Kane told John as he went to sit again.

"Guess Daddy will be with Mistress tonight. It's okay. I expected it." John climbed into bed.

"I guess it was." Kane commented before he went for the light then his own bed. "Night."

"Night." John laid and set his phone alarm before trying to fall asleep.

Meanwhile in the main room Randy looked at Stephanie before moving to sit after John headed for the other room. "Evening, Stephanie." He greeted her. "Are you feeling better after your break?"

"Honestly...I may be under the weather for a while." She replied.

"Nothing serious I hope." Randy replied.

"Actually, it is pretty serious." She tried to smile. "I have what some people call the nine month bug."

"Nine...month…" Randy's mouth gaped, looking at her.

Stephanie lightly put her arm across her midsection. "You're going to be a daddy, Randy." She almost cooed.

"What? How?!" Randy almost stammered. "You told me you couldn't."

"I guess I was misinformed of when I would be able to." Stephanie replied.

"Trying to tell the fans it's a story is one thing...but how will we handle this!" Randy snapped.

"Calm down, Randy." Stephanie told him. "Stress isn't good for either one of us."
Randy fumed, closing his eyes. "Okay...fine...but still...once you show people we begin to ask. They will see it as more than something for the cameras."

"Well, isn't it?" She asked as she moved to touch Randy's arm, making him jump.

"Of course it is….because you made it that way!" Randy yelled again as he stood up. "I don't love you...I love John. If I was given the choice would I have still slept with you? Who knows but highly doubtful. You are a beautiful woman...at least on the outside."

Her eyes narrowed. "I would watch it ,Randy...you're treading thin ice...you would hate for something to happen to something precious to you now wouldn't you?" Randy gritted his teeth and sat down. He glared as she continued. "Now...that's my good boy." She curled her lips slightly. "As for what we will do...you will play the remorseful husband hoping John will forgive you."

"Great, make my name mud more than it already is." Randy snarked back.

"Well, that or you play the cheating spouse who wanted something he thought was better." She smirked.

"Or we admit I been with you because I like women...with John's approval. As for your pregnancy it was an...oversight but we are both going to own up to it and do right...and raise the baby...all three of us." Randy suggested.

"WHAT!?" Stephanie shrieked, raising from her seat. "I am NOT raising the baby with him!"

"Well, if I am to help raise him...then John would be as well...he is my husband." Randy retorted. "Now calm yourself. As you said stress isn't good for either of you as well."

Stephanie fumed, heading for the bedroom. "You stay out here!" She yelled, slamming the door. Randy sighed as he moved to get the couch as comfortable as he could to sleep.