(Hope you all enjoy the update. There will not be a lot left to this story. There will be a few chapters to wrap things up with John and Dean and then a few chapters to explore the relationship between Randy and Roman further.) Rose and Jade
The next day was fairly relaxing for John and Dean as they just enjoyed each other and the day off. They then went back on the road while Bray promised to work on a solution for them to be able to return back to John's home again. The first night back on the road, John and Dean relaxed in their suite after a show as they waited on Seth to join them again. John was sitting on the floor next to Dean, wearing his shadow collar and a pair of shorts. Dean was lounging on the couch as they watched a little TV together. John was no longer forced to sit on the floor but he liked it at times. "I kind of missed Kit." He admitted out loud.
"You actually miss him?" Dean asked as he reached down to scratch John's head.
"Guess he's grown on me." John chuckled. As if on cue, a sound was heard as Seth let himself in. He was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt. He was wearing his dark rimmed glasses and his hair was up in a bun under the beanie hat he often wore.
He looked to see the two men as he took off his shoes. "Hey, Babe...Dimples."
"Hey, Babe...How was your time alone?" Dean asked, looking over.
"Okay I guess...I played a lot of video games." Seth laughed as he walked over. John looked up at Seth with a dimpled grin. "Kit looks like a college kid in that outfit." Seth's dark eyes narrowed slightly. He liked John much more now but he could be touchy. "It's not an outfit. It's how I dress...and I do not."
Dean laughed. "Actually you do...told you that before. All you're missing is the messanger bag." He laughed again. "I bet you were the trouble maker that got sent to the…" He snickered. "Dean's office."
Seth huffed but John laughed. "That would be a hell of a fun role play."
Seth finally cracked a small smile. "Yeah...maybe."
"Okay, Dimples. What did you have in mind?" Dean asked, looking down at him.
"I guess just what you said...Seth goes to the Dean's office." John grinned.
"What about you?" Seth pointed out. John looked thoughtful. "I could be in trouble too I guess so Master could punish us both...maybe I am in charge of a frat house that's known for...questionable hazing." John knew Dean had a sadistic streak and loved to dominate the boys hard.
"Hmmm it could work...I'm not exactly dressed for the part though." Dean commented.
"You have a suit? We can wait." Seth told him.
"I think a suit." Dean tried not to grumble before he got up from the couch to head for his luggage.
Seth laughed as he looked at John. "You should get dressed if you're the sexy jock frat boy." John nodded and walked to his own travel case. He pulled out a tight TAPOUT shirt and a pair of gym shorts to look like a gym rat. He dressed quickly in the clothing.
Dean put on a dark navy blue suit that the style looked to be at least 20 years out of date. John looked at Dean and tried not to laugh. "You look just like a real dean, Master."
Dean looked and shrugged. "Hey, I got a good deal on it." He protested.
"It works." Seth said with a straight face. "Maybe you start off with John in your office and then I come in." John moved to take a chair, slouching slightly as he waited like a spoiled brat.
Dean nodded, moving to bring the office chair over. He sat down, looking at John thinking of how to approach this. "You don't even care your charter is in trouble yet again do you, Mr. Cena?" He said at last.
John just looked disinterested as he glanced over. "Not the first time...won't be the last."
"What was it this time?" Dean asked. "A pledge hospitalized? Underaged drinking? Drugs?" He gives a small list.
"A few of the pledges were acting like pussies." John glared. "So we like to have a little fun...I guess they've never had a dick in their ass before." Seth watched from across the room.
"Have you?" Dean asked.
John gave a scornful huff. "Nah...not my place as the leader...it's their place to take what we decided to give and be thankful."
"Well, maybe the school has had enough of looking the other way." Dean commented. "We may need to look into revoking your charter...and maybe even removing your scholarship."
John looked outraged. Before he could speak, Seth walked in, pausing to look at John. "Oh...you're already here...they called me in too...for our little hazing incident...pussies." Seth gave a loud laugh.
John caught on that Seth was pretending to be another member of his fraternity. "Yeah...yeah trouble again."
Dean looked at Seth. "So, you took part in this mess too, Mr. Rollins? Thought you learned after last time." Dean shook his head. "Out of thirty houses why does yours rank as the one with the most problems?"
Seth shrugged with a grin. "We like to have fun?" John laughed.
"Fun hmm...well, before your arrival I was just informing Mr. Cena that the school is strongly considering revoking your house's charter. As for him, pulling his scholarship." Dean told Seth.
Seth did a double take. "No! You can't! My old man will flip if I don't belong to a notable house! It's all he ever talks about."
"Well, if the reputation of it doesn't clean fast I will have little choice. Unless you two...gentlemen can offer a good alternative." Dean told them.
"Like what?" John spoke up next. "Seth's right...my old man will flip if I lose my scholarship. He wants me to make it all the way to the NFL."
"Hmmm" Dean pursed his lips, tapping a finger on his chin. "Well, there are two of you...and two main infractions on the house." He smirked. "Each of you let me subject you to at least one of the two...and I will write off on the book as a...misunderstanding."
John's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean...subject us to one of the two?"
"Corporal punishment or receiving a good dose of buggery yourself." Dean stated.
"You've got to be joking!" Seth sputtered. "A dean of a university can't just fuck his students!"
"But it's okay to do it to pledges who…'want to impress daddy.' " Dean commented. He thought a moment. "Fine, Mr. Rollins...I won't fuck you….You will fuck Mr. Cena...while I whip you with my belt. You fall soft...then I will fuck you." Dean smirked.
Seth's face paled a moment as he hated pain and Dean was never easy. The belt hurt badly and even cut him at times. "I...I don't know."
John glanced at Seth, wondering if the act was part of the play or not. He knew Seth hated even a spanking with Dean's hand but put up with it to please him. "Ain't no way he's fucking me...the president." John spoke up.
"Well, I could just start the paperwork for you right now, Mr. Cena." Dean commented.
John glanced at the worried look in Seth's eyes. "I stand by what I said...you can whip me...I can take anything you can dish out...and you can fuck his ass."
"What scared your...brothers will think you're a pussy if you are the one to get fucked?" Dean asked John. He looked between the two….fine...You can fuck Mr. Rollins while you take the belt." Dean almost scowled.
Seth read a little disappointment from Dean and swallowed hard. For some reason his boyfriend had wanted to whip him. "No...I'll do it...the first way."
John looked at Seth before sighing. "Fine...I'm no pussy...Seth can fuck me."
"Good." Dean commented, standing up. "Both you boys get up." John stood slowly as if reluctant. Seth did likewise and tried not to give a shaky breath. He loved Dean and wanted to please him even if he would never love pain like John did. "Okay, ...move to the desk and drop them." Dean told John. He moved for his grooming kit to pull a tube of lube he had moving to Seth. "Here."
Seth took the lube and looked as John walked to the "desk" that was actually the bed and pulled down his shorts and boxers. He bent over and gave both men a good view. Seth moved to slowly work the front of his jeans to lower them down and step out of them, along with his own briefs.
"Now knowing how those poor freshmen felt, ?" Dean asked.
"Bunch of pussies...it's no big deal." John said stubbornly.
Dean went over to John and bent to pull John's phone out. "Still think it would be no big deal if I was to send a photo to your fellow brothers?" He looked to be trying to figure the phone out as he spoke.
John looked up quickly from the bed. "No! Don't do that! It wasn't part of the deal. I could have your job for messing with the students!"
"With the rap sheet you both have? Who do you think the board would believe more?" Dean told John. He looked at Seth. "Well, get to it. Consider this payback from when you pledged, Mr. Rollins. I'm sure you were subject to some of this yourself." Dean knew Seth liked being offered a chance to be controlling with John.
Seth did not look much like his dominating self as he slowly stroked his cock, trying to get hard. He knew Dean had a sadistic side that yearned to cause pain but the thought of the leather belt made his stomach churn. As he felt his cock begin to thicken from the feeling he applied some lube to it. John, on the other hand, was craving the harsher side of the two men and felt disappointed when Seth never responded. "Hey, I went easy on him." John protested, trying to urge Seth on.
"Do you think he went easy on you, Mr. Rollins or were you just too scared to report it?" Dean asked.
"It..wasn't too bad." Seth replied. He moved to behind John and lined up his cock to slowly push his way inside. John was disappointed by the lack of roughness but he pretended to gasp at the feeling as Seth filled him.
"What, worried he will retaliate later if you don't lie about it...or did you like it?" Dean asked. "Did you like being made his and his brother's bitch in front of the whole house I bet?"
"I didn't like it." Seth admitted as he began to fuck John. "But there are some things you do to get into the house...I understood that and it was worth it." John gave hard pants at the feeling.
"I'm sure there were other house that were better." Dean commented as he moved away, setting the phone down. He closed his eyes, focusing a moment. Out of the guys' line of sight the shadows near Dean began to move around his hand and formed a large item that the shape was reminiscent of a hazing paddle.
Seth was trying to enjoy fucking John but his mind was too distracted to take it in. Normally, Dean would get out his aggressive side on John until the older man was near bloody and spent and then fuck him. He was honestly scared of Dean whipping him but he had pushed through it before. John likewise was not having much fun as he was never one for vanilla sex and what Seth was doing was hardly rough or harsh. He had expected Dean to paddle both their asses hard and wear them out.
Dean looked over, reading the body language of the men. "Stop, Stop, STOP." He yelled out, the paddle vanishing from sight. Seth jumped, looking at Dean with wide eyes. The tone made him want to shrink and hide. He stopped moving. John looked a little confused but not as scared as Seth as he glanced over at Dean. Dean sighed. "Just tell me what you guys want...I can tell neither of you are into it...at least Seth isn't."
"I...I wanted to please you...but the idea of being whipped with the belt scares me." Seth admitted lowly. "You sometimes don't realize how hard you hit...it hurts so much." He pulled out of John, showing he was falling soft. "I felt your desire...knew you wanted to...so I wanted to try."
"I was switching to a paddle...yeah, it might have hurt...but wouldn't injure you." Dean commented. "Well, I guess the scene is over...so we can do what we want...want to help me wear Dimples out?"
"No...I want to finish the role play...why don't you paddle John and then fuck me?" Seth offered. He knew John hated it when they didn't finish what they began.
Dean looked. He knew John prefered harsher which would be the belt. It would also be less of an energy drain on him. He pointed to the chair as he started to removed the belt. "Over there, Mr. Rollins." He faintly snapped. "I'll get to you in a few moments."
Seth moved to quickly sit in the chair. He was thankful to get out of it but a part of him felt guilty he couldn't be what Dean needed. "Well, Since Mr. Rollins couldn't fit the bill, Mr. Cena...guess see if you man up." He folded the belt, bringing it over John's ass.
John gave a grunt at the hit and his cock twitched. "I'm a tough SOB...you think that bothers me?"
"We will see by the time I'm done." Dean gave two more, the second turned sideways marring the skin more than the flat hit. Dean gripped the front of his dress slacks, getting heated by John's sounds.
John gave a groan at the pain heating his skin and his blood. "You're sick...you fucking get off on this." As Seth watched the men he could not help feeling sad. John was Dean's perfect match...a sadist and a masochist. He hated Dean always had to use kid gloves with him.
"Like you're not?" Dean commented with a fourth hit. "You're hard yourself." He looked at Seth. "Get over here, Mr. Rollins and open my pants." He ordered. "Since Mr. Cena already pointed out the fact you can help me out by sucking me while I whip him."
"How do you know I'm hard?" John snapped. Seth stood and walked over to Dean. He was glad there was something he was good at. He pretended to be reluctant as he moved to lower Dean's suit pants and underwear.
"I can see under you." Dean replied simply with another hit. He looked down at Seth. "Better watch the teeth." He commented but tried to smirk to show Seth it was just part of the play.
"Yes, Mr. Ambrose." Seth said as he finished. He held Dean's hard member in his hand and guided it past his lips.
"Stop being so submissive! You always were a pussy." John said to Seth with pretend disdain. "A real cock sucker."
Dean moaned, opening the belt to hit John with the end. He looked at Seth. "See what he really thinks of you, Mr. Rollins?"
Seth glared and gave a hum of agreement as he sucked Dean's cock. "He knows his place." John commented. "No one in the house dares question my judgment."
Dean moaned as Seth's mouth he always felt good. "You want any payback yourself?" He asked Seth.
Seth removed his mouth with a pop. There was a dark gleam in his eyes. "You know, I think I do. I think I've had enough."
"Hey, this wasn't what I agreed to!" John protested loudly.
"Well, I changed the arrangement." Dean told John as he handed Seth the belt. After Seth took the belt, he finished removing his pants to climb on the bed then pin John's hands down.
"Let go of me!" John bellowed.
Seth smirked as he raised the belt and gave a crack to John's ass. "This has been a long time coming."
Dean knelt on John's hands as he reached back to pull off a sock. When John went to protest again he stuffed it in John's mouth. John's eyes widened as Dean stuffed the used sock in his mouth. He had not been expecting that. He glared at the younger man. Seth had to laugh. "First time he's been quiet in months." He moved to land another hit.
"Why don't you run for house president?" Dean asked Seth.
"His daddy pays off half the students with free shit to be his friend...real rich brat." Seth huffed. "I'll be tossed out for this but fuck it." John pretended to struggle as Seth hit him again.
Dean moved his hand to the back of John's neck. "I'm sure I can help you get in another house." John could see as a shadow moved out of the corner of his eye, checking he was okay.
John was thankful the shadows cared so much for him. Seth paused and moved to grip John's abused cheeks, getting a muffled groan from John. "I will admit he has a nice ass...I swing both ways."
"Well, give it a shot." Dean told Seth. "Maybe jerk him off till he cums. Really make him feel it."
"You like that idea?" Seth taunted John. "Getting fucked like a bitch?" John shook his head with a muffled grunt. Seth reached under John to grasp his cock. "He's fucked hard as hell."
"I knew he protested too much. The big jock likes taking it." Dean told Seth.
"Hmm...or one of those types who likes the pain." Seth mused. He gave one of John's red cheeks a hard squeeze, letting the nails bite in. John gave a muffled moan. "Freak." Seth laughed.
"Well, go ahead...can't keep you boys tied up too long." Dean commented.
Seth moved behind John, pushing in hard and fast. He groaned at the slight burn. He only waited a few minutes before setting a hard pace. "Aw yeah...feels good." Dean took a hand, squeezing his own cock as he watched.
"You look like you could use a little help yourself." Seth groaned as he pounded John.
"If you out last him...maybe I can get you." Dean commented.
Seth groaned. "D-Don't know if that will happen...he's a stubborn one." He reached under John to jerk him as he was fucked. John gave muffled moans from all the stimulation.
"Then I'll just need to give him a pounding myself." Dean replied. John shot a glare at Dean, struggling to free his hands a little. He loved playing hard to get in role plays with his Master. Seth groaned and sped up, feeling so heated. Dean moved from kneeling on John's hands to holding them again, seeing the look. "Oh, you claim you don't like it...but your body says otherwise."
"You...better...look...for...something to tie his hands." Seth groaned out. "If you pound his ass he'll try to kick yours...I know him." Dean moved one hand to remove the tie he had on and wrapped the one hand he was still holding before trying to wrestle the other one behind John's back. John growled as Dean tied his hands. His body shook slightly from the pounding Seth was giving. Seth felt good but he had yet to really hit him with the right angle to drive him crazy.
"Let it all out on him." Dean told Seth.
Seth gripped John's hips and rattled his body with hard thrusts. "Like that? That's how you fucked me you son of a bitch! I hated it rough but did you fucking care?"
John managed to work the sock out of his mouth and spit it out. "Fuck you!" He screamed. "You'll both be sorry for this!"
"You really gonna risk getting that stigma attached to you, Mr. Cena?" Dean asked.
"Shut the fuck up! You broke our agreement!" John roared. "Ugh...he's giving me a headache." Seth grunted.
Dean moved John to pushed his cock in John's mouth with a moan. John gagged around the member, refusing to suck at all. "That's better." Seth moaned. "So close." Dean moved his cock even more into John's mouth. Seth groaned before crying out. He pushed deep to fill John before finally stopping his thrusting. "Fuck, that felt good." He pulled out and sat back to catch his breath.
"Well, he isn't cooperating on this end...better find some way to keep him quiet." Dean told Seth as he pulled out and moved off the bed to move behind John.
Seth glanced around the room. He grabbed John's discarded underwear and moved toward his face. When the older man opened his mouth to scream he worked the cloth into his mouth until his cheeks were packed tight. "There ya go."
Dean moved to push in fast with a moan. "Yeah, now that's a hot bitch."
"Give it to him good, Mr. Ambrose. He deserves it. He fucks almost every pledge himself." Seth told him. Dean went to fuck John hard the same time he moved one hand under John to grab John's cock, giving a firm squeeze before he started to jerk him. John gave a heated sound at the feeling. "Hmm...maybe I wasn't rough enough. He didn't respond to me that way." Seth mused.
"Who knows." Dean moaned as he continued. "Feels good though." John moaned loud as he could with a packed mouth. His cock began to throb in Dean's hand. "Yeah, he's a hot bitch...ready to blow." Dean moaned before moving his hand to slap John's cock then squeeze his balls. John's body tensed as he came. His release shot to coat Dean's hand. Dean moved his hand to wipe John's hip as he slowed. "Remove the cloth." He told Seth.
Seth moved to pull the damp cloth from John's mouth. John was panting as he came down from his sexual high. "Think you can handle me finishing, Dimples?" Dean asked.
"Y-Yes, Sir." John panted out. "I'm fine."
"Good." Dean replied before he started to move faster again with heated moaned. "Feels good."
"Take what you need...I love it." John said in a husky tone. All the fight was gone from his voice.
"Won't be much more." Dean panted as he moved. He lasted only a few minutes more before he finished as well. He pulled out and went to free John's hands.
John's lower back and ass were covered in welts from the belt. There was a little blood where the skin was broken. Seth winced as he looked at it. "You really like that much pain, Dimples?" John nodded as he was freed. "Yeah."
"Babe...how about you help Dimples get cleaned up? I'll then shower so we can get some sleep." Dean suggested.
Seth nodded. "Come on, Dimples." John gave a groan and they slowly walked to the bathroom, shutting the door. After they left Dean quickly dressed, grabbing his wallet and headed out the door. Seth and John were only in the bathroom a few minutes to wipe down as both were tired. When they walked out of the bathroom Dean was nowhere in sight. They paused, confused. "Did we...do something wrong?" John worried. He hoped Dean had not had one of his breakdowns.
Seth looked a little lost. "I don't think so...shit, hope he's okay."
The door opened a few minutes later and Dean walked back in, holding a few small things in his arms. He looked up with a look of a kid who had his hand caught in the cookie jar. Two pairs of worried eyes watched him as Seth and John sat in chairs. "You okay?" Seth spoke up.
"I'm fine." Dean replied. "I...I went to get stuff to help heal Dimples wounds." Dean tried to explain. "Most hotels have vending machines that have household type stuff in them." He walked to the table, setting down the items in his arms. There was a small thing of gauze, peroxide, and antibiotic ointment. There was also a couple bags of chips and chocolate.
The men looked to relax at the words. John was honestly a little shocked as Dean never offered any aftercare before. "Thank you, Sir."
"Go grab a pair of clean underwear and go lay on your stomach, Dimples." Dean instructed.
John moved to stand and walked to look for underwear. Seth looked at Dean like he wanted to say something but didn't at first. "I'm sorry about the role play." He said at last. "I read from you that you wanted to whip me...I chickened out on you."
"It's fine really...it was the role play." Dean tried to tell Seth. "John's character was Mr. Macho...so it would make sense to shame him by making him be the one getting fucked."
Seth nodded. "I just worry...I don't satisfy you sexually. I know you like things harsh and rough...I wish I was more like Dimples."
"I love you though...it's fine. You do what you can." Dean told him as he looked to see if John was ready. Seth nodded, going silent. Dean saying it was fine and he loved him instead of insisting he did satisfy him sexually was an untold admission that Seth was lacking. It made his heart sink but there was nothing he could do. John had gotten out his underwear and was laying on the bed on his stomach.
Dean gathered the supplies and moved to the bed to began patching up John's backside, making sure to clean all the weeping wounds they made with the belt. He used the gauze to dab the peroxide on first. "T-Thank you, Sir...I know this is not your thing." John said gratefully. Seth just sat quietly on the couch as he waited.
"I normally bruise you pretty bad...but I rarely break skin." Dean told John as he applied the ointment. "Now be careful when you remove the underwear in the morning, there may be some sticking."
"Yes, Master...I liked it though." John chuckled. "Did you have to stuff a sweaty sock in my mouth?"
"It was the only thing I had handy." Dean laughed as he moved. "Okay, I think I got it all...carefully move off the bed and slip the underwear on."
John moved with a hiss to stand up. He slipped the underwear on, hissing again as he pulled it up. "Oh, yeah..I'll feel that tomorrow."
"That's what you like though." Dean smirked. "Well, you boys ready for bed? I just need a quick wash." Dean headed for the bathroom.
Seth slowly stood and walked to get into bed where he always slept. John laid down as well with a hiss. "Something wrong, Kit?" He asked after a minute.
Seth sighed. "Just something I can't change. I'm...glad Dean has you too." He moved to roll on his side to sleep.
Dean came out a few minutes later stripped down before he went to shut the light and get in the middle of the bed. "Night, Boys."
"Night, Master." John yawned.
"Night, Sir." Seth said softly. Dean moved one way to kiss Seth, but only got his back so he kissed his shoulder. He then moved to kiss John's cheek before settling down.
It was a few minutes before faint sniffles were heard from Seth. A shadow actually moved close to bend over him as if checking to see he was okay. Dean shifted to lightly rub Seth's arm. Seth gave sniffles as he tried to stop crying. John's deep breathing could be heard as he all but passed out. "What is it, Babe?" Dean asked.
"I...know what you said...but I'm afraid I'm too different to satisfy you." Seth finally whispered as he rolled over to look at Dean in the dark. "I try to grit my teeth and like it but I don't...I like things soft...that's why that thing preyed on my desires...you're a sadist...you need someone like Dimples to make you feel good."
"Are you saying you want to leave?" Dean whispered. "Fi-find someone that tr-treats you better?"
"No...not at all." Seth whispered. "I just feel I'm letting you down. You love me...but do I satisfy you? Like tonight, you wanted to whip me...I felt it...but the moment I thought of it I went soft...felt sick."
"I can be rough without being brutal." Dean told him. "I can try to have soft moment too."
"Okay." Seth agreed softly. "At least...I can make you feel good with my mouth."
Dean gave a faint chuckle. "That's true...and you don't mind when I make you a little froggy….as long as you don't have radio interviews the next day."
Seth moved close to Dean. "That's true...I do love you...and I'm glad you have Dimples too."
Dean leaned to lightly peck Seth's lips. "Love you too...better?"
"Yeah...night, Babe." Seth gave a smile.
"Night, Babe." Dean moved to get comfortable. The men drifted into a deep sleep, finally all at peace.